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In Avalia 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Cade Ayita Sakura Ilan


Time: Late afternoon
Location: Avalia Greenhouse, underneath a willow tree
Ambience: Verdant Greenhouse





The luscious Greenhouse of Avalia had become the secret meeting place for rebel forces within the immense city. Gathered underneath the hanging branches of a weeping willow tree near the edge of an artificial stream, Cade, Ayita, Sakura and Ilan discussed important business.

Or rather Ilan was watching the shimmering water of the stream, tinted orange in the setting sun. His jade eyes were glazed over. The faun was lost in thought, dreaming as he was often seen doing. He dabbled some on his lyre, and while it sounded pleasant, the notes lacked any direction or purpose. In a sense it was also beautiful, as they were melodies he could not replicate in that same order. Fleeting melodies, to match his fleeting thoughts.

Sakura was a bit pissed. The group didn’t even stop to go grab a bite first before going into this large Greenhouse, but she admitted that she loved how beautiful and peaceful this place was. Simply put: it was the complete opposite of Daka Island and she was more than happy for a change of scenery. It was also the perfect meeting place for the group. It was easier for Sakura to sense any lingering presence with magical powers near them that might eavesdrop on their conversation. The only other person with them was Regulus and it gave the group another sense of security as the centaur served as a guardsman over them.

What made the demoness happier was the load of information she’s been getting from the group. She was sure Aklenroth will be very pleased with her report but she decided not to be hasty. She might get more information from them soon when they ran into a couple more rebels and humans.

The greenhouse turned out to be the perfect place for the group to reunite themselves. Not only it was decently away from the center of the city but it was also unlikely that anyone would come to interrupt them.

At first, Ayita was distracted by Ilan as he mindlessly played his lyre, but after a few minutes appreciating the sound, she finally remembered why they were there.

"I don't think it's a good idea to tell them what I am yet, is it?"
Ayita asked to Cade and Sakura, whispering in a low tone. Even though both Regulus and Ilan seemed to be quite friendly, they should still try and know what side they were on.

"So... What is your story? I know my group isn't exactly a 'normal' one but a centaur and a faun are am equally exotic one, right?"
Ayita asked with a chuckle.

The pleasantly calm voice of Ayita woke Ilan from his daydreams. He stopped playing and placed the lyre on the soft carpet of grass which stretched out around them. As per usual Ilan hesitated to speak, waiting for Regulus to provide an explanation. He stroked the blades of grass with his fingers, looking at Ayita with wonder. There was something about her Ilan couldn´t pinpoint, and at the same time he did feel like he could trust her.

He relayed the events of his journey to her. Everything that happened on the day he left Roshmi, to meeting his first human, whom he took back to the city and into the infirmary, where he sadly passed away, because of his injuries. After that tragic event he met Kuroi. Ilan continued to explain about the rebel forces in a secret sanctuary underneath the city, their leader Baraian handed over his leadership position to Belle another human.

Regulus and me came to the city, to find more of them.
With them Ilan was implying humans. When his name was mentioned the centaur turned towards Ayita and Ilan. He merely nodded sternly in agreement with Ilan’s story.

If we find them, we can help them stay safe, and we can defeat the Lich King together.

Ilan explained, sounding both hopeful and fearful at the same time. He picked out a small daisy flower from the grass and started to pick at the leaves.

Cade enjoyed the greenhouse, it was bright and peaceful, filled with greenery and even had many plants he’d never seen in the forests. His tail swished back and forth to melodies that Ilan the faun strummed. He gave a nod to Ayita when she asked if she should continue the elf ruse, while these two seemed trustworthy he could see no harm in keeping secret the fact that she was human just in case. He listened quietly to Ilan’s story of how he came to join the rebellion against the lich. While Regulus remained as stoic as any warrior, the way in which Ilan told his story made Cade absolutely certain that they were to be trusted. Ilan’s tone and mannerisms were genuine, as was the empathy in his voice as he told them how the first human the faun had met died.

“It would be an honor to assist your cause, Ilan, if you will have me. For far too long a creature of death and destruction has ruled over Avalia, and it is time for that to change.” Cade said, keeping his voice down in case anyone else nearby was listening. He waited for his companions to voice their support as well, thinking they would, as finding allies for Ayita had been their main reason for coming to Roshmi after all.

Ayita was a bit surprised when Ilan stopped playing and started telling his story. Even though she had met him only a brief moment ago, just looking at Ilan's eyes, she knew that he was a good person and could be trusted. He was innocent and didn't seem to have even a drop of malice on him. The fact that he was also very shy wasn't new so she was pleasantly surprised when Ilan showed himself willing to open a bit more and talk about himself and his story.

As he continued talking, Ayita found herself surprised when Ilan mentioning having already met a human before, having even taken to the infirmary to try and treat his injuries. When he mentioned that said human had died though, Ayita couldn't help but be reminded of what she, as a human herself, would have to face in Avalia. It didn't take much explanation for her to realize that Ilan and Regulus were in fact allies, having met and tried to help other humans before and even mentioning a rebel force and the location they used as their hideout.

Turning to Cade and Sakura, Ayita gave them a nod and a small smile, indicating that they could indeed trust Ilan and Regulus after they both finished talking. Their goal to find more humans and help them, coupled with the story they had told them immediately identified them as valuable allies to Ayita, Cade and Sakura.

"Thanks for sharing your tale with us, of trusting us enough to share it." Ayita said with a smile and a small bow.

"In return, I also have something to tell you both. I'm sorry I kept it a secret but I had to be sure I could trust you before I revealed my secret..." Ayita said as she turned to Sakura.

"Would you mind dispelling your illusion for a second?" Ayita asked with a silent nod, making it clear she was ready to show them that she was a human.

The moment Sakura undid the spell, both Ilan and Regulus would be able to see Ayita's real self. Her exotic appearance not only immediately identified her as a human, but it would made it clear that she was even more 'exotic' than they previously could have thought.


Time: Night
Location: Ember Grove streets, outside of the hospital garage
Interactions: @Liv
Ambience: Ember Grove at night


The encounter with Sean had left Mia entangled within her own thoughts. Usually her evening run could take her mind off of anything, tonight though it wasn't working its usual magic. It would be a better idea to turn back and head home. Without realizing Mia had taken a completely different route, wandering all the way to Ember Grove general hospital. She was amazed she wasn't tired yet, it was at least half an hour away from the park. Mia slowed down her jog and took out her I pod, to change her song when she....

Mia almost lost her footing when she bumped into another woman. She gasped in surprise and held her hand to her chest, strangely similar to what Natalie was doing. Mia recognized her from around the hospital. They'd had a handful of casual hallway conversations ever since she started working there.

"It's okay, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going" She said, sounding regretful. Mia noticed Nathalie was still wearing her work clothes. A night shift probably. Those were though.

"Done for tonight?" Mia asked, gesturing to her scrubs.

She brushed her bangs out of her eyes, her skin glistened a little with perspiration. While she was standing still on the spot, Mia stretched her legs, to ease the tension in her muscles.
In Avalia 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay



Time: Late morning
Location: Roshmi city
Interactions:@baraquiel @helo
Ambiance: Shopping street




In the friendly exchange of warriors pride Regulus took his time admiring the detail and precision of Cade´s halberd. It was a truly special gift to have something made for you by a family member. Perhaps it imbued the weapon with some sort of special luck. Regulus believed in such things. The centaur sharp eyes shot up to look into Cade's after hearing his remark. They exchanged a look of mutual understanding. He was starting to suspect Cade and his companions were the kind of people the rebellion was looking for. It made him study the two women at Cade's side more closely as he retreated back to Ilan's side. He regained his composure and straightened his back.

"I am Regulus, a humble archer" He stated simply. It wouldn't be wise to go around and spread the word on the rebellion. They did seem to have some sort of understanding however. Regulus thought it would be wise to speak in a more secluded area of the city. A place where trouble wouldn't soon follow them. He let his mind wander the different places in Roshmi, while Ilan tentatively spoke to the white haired Sakura.

Ilan smiled a small and careful smile, his heart slowly starting to warm to the trio who were strangers no more. There was something about both women, he couldn't put his finger on it. They were different somehow. This meeting reminded him of his first encounter with a human. It gave him the same sort of feeling, as if they were meant to meet. He remembered their names as Sakura mentioned them. Cade was the tall feline warrior, Ayita the smaller elfish woman.

The faun gave them a modest, yet well intended bow. When he rose to meet their gaze, a pleasant expression was on his face. One of genuine delight, his jade eyes shimmering in the late morning sunlight.
"My name is Ilan Mu, a traveling musician by trade"
He wanted to bring out his lyre, instead he realized his precious instrument hadn't been returned to his side yet. Feeling rather embarrassed all of the sudden he did not know where to place his hands, so he clasped them together in a prayer like fashion.

Regulus gently placed a hand on Ilan's narrow shoulders.
"A modest one at that, he plays the sweetest tunes I've heard in years." The centaur compliment Ilan with one of his rare and genuine smiles. The faun smiled a little sheepishly and bit his lip, getting a little flustered.
Regulus turned to Cade, Ayita and Sakura. His eyes darted around the group momentarily, the people who were in ear shot seemed to be minding their own business.
"I suggest a less busy place, where we can get acquainted with one another, discus our shared interests"

He'd given the location some thought. Regulus decided the greenhouse would do nicely. It wasn't as crowded as the marketplace. Also he was certain it would ease the spirits of the startled young Ilan. Regulus felt protective towards the faun. He'd come to know his endless kindness and seeing him upset tugged at his heartstrings, more than he was willing to admit.


Time: Dusk
Location: Ember Grove Park
Interactions: You again



It was starting to get chilly outside. Mia could feel the cold seeping through her clothes. Her body still needed to warm up, and she barely got in some exercise when she was interrupted. She reluctantly came to a stand still. Normally she wouldn't do this. Stop when someone asked her to, especially not for some random guy creeping out of a corner. Sadly she knew this random creeper, and he knew her too.

Sean Stone...

Seeing him again filled her with a sense of unease. She looked around. No one was watching them, but that didn't mean they couldn't listen in. Of course he needed to talk to her. He was trying to drag her back into the supernatural world. Mia had managed to stay away from anything concerning the supernatural for months. It surprised her how easy she could slip into a normal life, well until she met Sean.

"If you can keep up, we can talk" Mia said with a slight smirk. She wasn't under the impression she could outrun or outlast him, but she didn't want to stand still in the middle of Ember Grove Park. She always felt a little jumpy at night and even though that didn't stop her from going for a run, the feeling never really left her. There was just something in the air, she could almost sense it. At times it felt she was being watched. And maybe she was....

Mia took off onto the dirt track leading into the trees, disappearing into the dark. All anyone could see were two small lights following the movement of her arms. The bracelets she wore for safety in case she would come across bikers or other runners.

Time: Dusk
Location: Ember Grove Park
Interactions: None


Mia came bouncing down the steps in her baby blue tracksuit and pink sneakers. Her dark hair tied up into a high ponytail, swaying back and forth as she descended the stairs. She put on her headphones and turned on her current favorite song on indefinite loop. Just need to set up dinner for Caleb and I'll be all good to go. Mia thought to herself. She made her way to the kitchen and wrote down a sticky note for her brother, leaving it on the door of the fridge.

Dinner's in here. Just microwave it for 5 to 6 minutes. Don't change the setting. xoxo Mia

She'd been going on autopilot and only noticed the handbag sitting on the kitchen counter when she turned to leave. It was definitely a women's bag and not hers. The bag was a muted green color, with gold detailing and it was in okay shape, it had seen some use. If it was a designer bag it wasn't of any brand she knew of. What interested her more was the owner. Mia could hear the faint sound of the tv, coming from the living room. When did her brother get home?
Caleb rarely got off early and if it weren't for the handbag Mia might have worried about him. He probably just needed some private time with a girl. If she went into the living room things might get awkward real fast. Her curiosity out won the chance of an awkward encounter and she tiptoed into the living room. She couldn't hear any talking. When she got closer she knew why.

Her brother was fast asleep, sprawled out onto the safe. The mystery girl resting her head on his chest. She looked familiar but Mia couldn't remember where she'd seen her. Probably around town somewhere. Mia smiled softly and searched around for a blanket. It was good to see Caleb trying again. There were days where neither of them left the house. There was some truth to the saying, time heals.
She unfolded a large quilt with embroidered flowers, which was supposed to be on her bed. Mia rolled her eyes. He probably couldn't find any other blankets, so he raided her room as usual. After she spread the quilt over the sleeping pair, she turned down the volume and brightness of the television.

Mia snuck out of the living room and quietly went left through the front door. She was going down her usual route through the park and back to their apartment on River lane. She crossed the street and started in a light jog towards the park.

In Avalia 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay



Time: Late morning
Location: Roshmi city
Interactions:@baraquiel @helo
Ambiance: Shopping street




Once they were at a safe distance from the marketplace Regulus finally slowed his incredibly pace, followed suit by the short statured faun who was very relieved they stopped running. It gave him some time to catch his breath. He was hunched forward, hands on his knees and his chest heaving. Too winded to talk right away, Ilan instead focused on not passing out. The entire ordeal had taken a lot out of him. He wasn't used to so much chaos. It assaulted his tender senses.

Regulus lowered himself to Ilans level, steadying the young faun with both hands on his shoulders.
"Easy there.... we're safe for now" He spoke calmly. The centaur sounded like a completely different person when he wasn't raising his voice to cause a commotion. He took extra care to be gentle around Ilan. The poor kid had gone through enough for one morning. He looked around and was relieved to find they hadn't been followed. The archer continued to scan the area. Their original objective was to find humans.

Ilan felt good enough to stand up straight. He lifted his head to look up at Regulus.
"Thank you for helping me.."
He said gratefully.

Ilan noticed Regulus studying their surroundings. They were now in one of the many shopping districts of Roshmi. He felt vulnerable without his magical lyre. The faun was used to the familiar feeling of wood resting against his back. It wasn't heavy but he could sense something was missing. If something else would transpire he at least still had his slingshot and also Regulus to watch out for him. He looked at the bow and quiver of arrows on the back of the centaur. Hopefully he wouldn't be needing those anytime soon. It was difficult not to be on edge. Ilan had always been easily scared, this didn't do much to improve his disposition.

"I hope the others are safe too"
Ilan wondered aloud, still looking anywhere and everywhere for a potential attack. He noticed some people looking directly at them. He took a few steps back towards Regulus and tugged on the highest point he could reach, his sleeve, to get his attention.
"They are looking at us"
He said cautiously, in case they could hear him. Regulus however did the exact opposite of what Ilan thought he would do. Instead of sweeping them away he walked towards the strangers. Ilan was forced to go along with him, but he put on a brave face. They didn't look menacing in any way, not counting the weapons they carried on their backs.

"That's a fine piece of weaponry you have there" Regulus began, sounding pleasant despite his deep bass toned voice. He commented on the halberd the feline demi human had strapped onto his back. Ilan remained quiet until he got a nudge from Regulus.
"We look less suspicious if we blend into the crowd, talk to some friendly strangers"

The faun caught on quickly and composed himself, tapping into his innate politeness. His jade eyes wandered past each individual, careful not to stare for too long. There was two elves? One of them, or rather both of them looked odd in a way. One of the female elves was dressed in beautiful colored robes of elaborate design. She carried a parasol painted with cherry blossom flowers.
"That's very pretty."
Ilan commented, gesturing to Sakura's parasol.

In Avalia 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay



Time: Late morning
Location: Roshmi city
Interactions: @Dezuel
Ambiance: Rescue operation




Ilan was enjoying his performance. It had been some time since he had played his lyre in front of a crowd. Thankfully he still possessed the guts to be the center of attention for a song or two. Something rare for the usually timid and shy faun. His enjoyment was abruptly cut short. A tall light elf barged up to him in a fit of rage. His anger didn't fit his beautiful countenance. In a way it made him even more frightening. He stared at Ilan with icy eyes, angry for a reason he didn't understand. He wasn't doing anything wrong...
When he tried to grab his lyre Ilan snapped out of his thoughts. Despite the fear coursing through him he wouldn't let go of his precious instrument. The man was too strong and Ilan was scared his lyre would break. But if he let go the man would probably destroy it regardless. He felt hopeless. Why was he doing this? He was having such a great time just moments ago.

"Please let it go Sir.."
He tried to reason with him to no avail. Tears were starting to well up in his eyes. Ilan quickly glanced at the crowd, to see if there was a familiar face who could hel....

An arrow flew past the head of the governor. Ilan immediately ducked down scared there would be more. Ilan watched wide eyed at what happened next. A tall centaur came to his aid, addressing the Governor in his loud booming voice. Ilan recognized that voice! It was Regulus. Creatures of the forest began to attack the governors soldiers. They were here to rescue him! A lot of things happened at once. Regulus shielded him from the Governor. Ilan had by now let go of his lyre, overwhelmed at everything that was going on around him. He watched the tall centaur who stood between him and the light elf. It made him think of the way his older brother Vanasi sometimes got him out of trouble.

Regulus flung a honey cake at the Governor to which Ilan had to stifle a laugh, despite of everything that had just happened. He allowed the centaur to lead him away from the commotion, holding onto his hand tightly. He glanced over his shoulder once, just in time to see a distorted cloaked figure fly up into the air, carrying something which looked like his lyre. He silently praised the Gods as he struggled to keep up with Regulus. Hopefully they could hide out somewhere safe.

In Ossvien 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Time: Evening
Location: The Mermaid Fortune, balustrade of the main deck.
Interactions: No one
Ambience: A troubled mind




In a rare moment of self imposed solitude the young witch allowed some of her more troubling thoughts to re-enter her mind. She made her way over to the edge of the ship leaning on the wooden balustrade, looking out at the sea. The zephyr winds attempted to blow away the shawls she had tied over her skirts. A set of cleverly sewn on trinkets fastened at the bottom of the fabric weighed them down. Constructed of fine metalwork and precious stones, they sparkled in pale light of the moon and stars.

The faces of the people she'd left behind crossed her mind, one by one. The women who raised her, taught her many values and skills and the men who protected her, ever vigilant of her chastity. She had been so quick to leave, feeling betrayed. Trapped in a marriage she didn't want. Nur believed marriage to be curse and she would not submit to it. She was a powerful woman, done her wedding day everything she owned would become the property of her husband, including her body. She would not owned by anyone.....

Nur had seen it happen many times with her cousins. The consummation of the marriage left the female members of her family powerless, stripped of their magic for the rest of their lives. Why they would ever agree to that she could never understand. Some agreed to marry for fear of being cast out, afraid to speak up. Once her cousin even convinced her she was in love...

In love with the man who would control you for the rest of your life. Nur had laughed at her saying she it was the stupidest thing she’d ever heard. They talked about marriage during many sleepless nights. Nur reluctantly helped her prepare for her new life. Even though her community had a very backwards way of thinking and living she missed them.

“A penny for your thoughts….” One of the crew mates stumbled into her direction. He swayed on his feet, his pace unsteady. Drunk…..
Nur rolled her eyes and turned towards him, ready to tell him off. She was not in the mood for festivities tonight. He flicked up a penny into the air, in effort to impress her, but failed to catch it, almost falling face forward onto the deck. When he got closer to her she could smell the rum. She wrinkled her nose, she hated the smell of strong drink, having come to associate it with tiresome men such as this one.

“Don’t even try it” Her tone was serious, and her usually pleasantly smiling lips were drawn into a firm line.

The crew member regained his composure and she recognized him. He was one of the men who had a serious case of sea sickness earlier this morning. Through his drunken haze he seemed to remember the same. He put down the bottle of rum on a crate next to him. He passed his hand through his hair, attempting to fix himself up. It didn’t do much good in her opinion. With glazed over eyes and rosy cheeks he could mistake even Malek for a woman probably.

“You were so nice to me…..and you’re s...so pwretty” He tried his earnest to not sound as desperate as he really was. Nur was keeping a close eye on him, so when he tried to take her arm, she stepped to the side. It caused him to stumble down hard onto wooden deck with a dull thump. She shook her head.

“Next time you try to sweet talk a girl, try to be less drunk…” Nur sneered at him with more venom in her tone then usual. Really it was not the sailor who was to blame for her sour mood, but she didn’t care. She lifted up her skirts and stepped over his sprawled out body.

Nur walked slowly alongside the balustrade, the sound of music and laughter in the distance only made her more irritated. She let out a frustrated breath. With so many drunk crew mates she would have to brew up some hangover remedy come morning. Things would have been much easier if she could just use her magic. It was what frustrated her at her core. The young witch did not understand why her power was slipping away from her. It was, as far as she knew unheard of in her community. Every page of every book in her cabin she had consulted. Reading tomes upon tomes from front to back, searching for an answer…..

She was just sooo…. ….ANGRY!

Thump..
Thump….

Her fists made a dull sound every time they hit the wood of the balustrade. It hurt, the pain stinging through her hands, but she kept doing it. Again and again. When she finally cooled off, her smooth hands were a bruised mess. Tears welled up in the corner of her pale eyes. She wiped them away impatiently. There had to be something else she could do. She turned to the company of pirates on the main deck, taking note of her fellow crew.

Adrielle was leading in the festivities with an inspiring speech, most of which was lost on the troubled young woman. Malek was standing off the side, stern as ever. Katurah was in her element and had surprisingly followed her advice, even though she didn’t quite mean it so literal. Elenei was missing in action, but knowing her she would soon abandon her maps in favor for a good bottle of wine Winifred was handing out pieces of bread, hardened cheese and cured meats. Nur paused at the Mermaid’s fortune sharp mouthed cook.

There were rumors going about the ship Winifred had a knack for fortune telling. They failed to say if she was any good or not. As far as she knew Winifred was no witch, even without her magic she could have sensed that. Besides she could not claim the woman for bragging about hidden talents she didn’t have. She did the same.

Nur was desperate enough to try her hand at it. There wasn’t a doctor to figure out what was wrong with her, she was the surgeon on this ship. Apart from Aharuhn who would more likely steal what magic she had left, Winifred was the best next thing. Hopefully she knew what was wrong with her.
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