Guardian Angel Haruki

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

Sylvia groaned as she just barely was able to resist losing her breakfast. She couldn't help but regret having a burger for breakfast as she covered her mouth with her hand, but she got herself used to the smell. She felt bad for Pylia when she ran off to the side and lost her breakfast. Soon enough, when they were done, Shor and his team were heading out. She also noticed that Skinwalker was leading the team of kobold scouts and would be keeping an eye on Toxin Croak.

With everything planned out, it was time to take action.

After her three friends made their comments and prepared their weapons, she pulled out her tonfas from their sheath, and twirled them in her hands to get used to the weapons and their weight in her hands. She answered her friends, with a confident smile on her face, "Alright guys! Let's end this war!"

She then led the way to where the Jebrani tribe is supposed to be.

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OK! XD

*Rolls* Ooh...Not great.

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Sylvia indeed follows Skinwalker out to the training ground, and she was willing to listen to Skinwalker when she mentioned that she wanted to teach her and Shortfang how to use ammunition as melee weapons if they needed. Sylvia thought that would be a useful thing to know, especially if they find themselves in dire straights without any other weapons at hand. Sylvia took the lesson to heart and practiced the technique until she had mastered it. After doing so, she thanked Skinwalker for teaching her.

After that lesson was finished, she would try to get herself acclimated to the horrible stench coming from the troglodytes bodies.

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Along with the 50 gold donation, Sylvia paid up the 6 gold required for the extra weapons and materials her friends got. She was somewhat surprised to see Skinwalker come in. She listened as Pylia gave her a translation. She can understand what Skinwalker was saying when it came to her opinion. It was sad to think about it, but indeed the old needed to pass the torch to the young at some point, but she knows that she can't stop Shortfang from worrying for his mother's sake. She was almost envious of Shortfang...

Sylvia was caught by surprise when Skinwalker called her over to tell him to stop worrying. She sighed and approached Shortfang. She kneeled down to one knee, and reassured him, "Shortfang, I know I can't make you stop worrying over your mother, but I think you should trust her. Besides, we'll be delivering some deadly blows to those troglodytes. Hopefully, they'll forget about the kobolds with us and Shor's team on the job,"

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Sylvia nodded at the hunting darts, and thanked Cera as she accepted the six hunting darts. She listened as she brought up the fact that the kobolds will need the gold to pay for services and goods that they need to survive the war. Sylvia was now resolved to end this war today. She couldn't let this continue in good conscience. Especially considering that the costs of war might linger after everything is done. She answered Cera's words, with "I see..."

She then looked to Buddy and she told him, "Take as many as you need. I'll pay for any extra spears you take," She then started dividing her purse full of 100 gold pieces into half. She intended to leave 50 gold pieces for the kobolds so that the poor wouldn't suffer from the war as much.

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Sylvia nodded and answered Shortfang, "I'm hoping so. It'd be a good idea to make sure that Buddy has a way to attack from a distance," She coughed a bit from the awful smell and she grimaced as Pylia made her comment, and she repeated "Better to deal with it and get used to it here, than in the middle of battle,"

She then took notice of Yorik, Kor, and Cera who were training the kobolds. She felt a bit bad for the kobolds with Kor, but she couldn't deny the results. It wasn't long before Cera noticed them. Sylvia greeted her, "Hi Cera! Long time no see! Shor recommended we come here before we head out. We're hoping to get some weapons and get used to the smell. I don't suppose there are any throwing knives and spears?"

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Sylvia nodded at the advice given to her in regards to the Jebrani's cruelty and cunning, and the request to keep an eye out for more evidence at the other tribes. When they mentioned the training ground, she answered him, "Will do. I'd rather deal with the stench here than during the fight," Plus while she had the cool tonfas now, she knew it probably wouldn't be a bad idea to get more throwing knives.

While walking to the training area with her friends, she would ask Buddy, "Hey, Buddy. Do you still have the Cassari spear with you?" She figured it would be a good idea if he used it if he still had it.

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Sylvia listened to Aisha as she explained the situation, and looked over the map as she did so. After Shor made his comment, Sylvia held her chin in thought. She had to take a moment to think about this, because deciding what tribe to go after not only determined results, but it also might determine the amount of casualties that may be dealt to her and her allies. After thinking about it, she answered Shor, "I think my friends and I will deal with the Jebrani first, and if we can afterwards, we can take on the Toxin Croak," She felt that Shor and his forces might be better equipped to handle troglodytes with better equipment, while they might be at a disadvantage against enemies with poison and wily enemies.

She then added to Shor, "After all, you guys definitely would have a better idea as to whether or not the things you find would be definitive proof of the cult's interference or not,"

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Sylvia led the way, and soon enough, they were in the sewers again. She was glad she decided to wear the older clothes and not the fancy dress from Cassari. When Aisha waved them over, Sylvia led her friends over to the table. She guessed that the table is where Shor and Aisha were making their strategy against the troglodytes and Red Stain. When she reached the table, she greeted "Hi. We didn't keep you waiting, did we?"

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Sylvia nodded quietly at the mention of the uncle being in a state of shock over the loss of Leena. She couldn't blame him. She was kind of surprised that they would report to the guards about the bandits. After all, she and her friends took care of them...
Before she could say anything else, Andras arrived with Thurson. She greeted Andras in return, "Good morning, Andras!" She listened as he introduced his brother in law, and listened to what Thurson had to say.

When he showed what the haversack was capable of, she let a quiet and awed, "Woah..." That was pretty cool. But she also felt really guilty. They couldn't save Leena and yet, they were still giving her and her friends the haversack, something they could use to help themselves out. She was tempted to give it back, but then Elena spoke.

When she mentioned that Andrews had decided to become a knight to help people, because he had been inspired by her and her friends, Sylvia couldn't help but cheer up and she answered "Really? Wow, I'm really happy to hear that!" Honestly, this was one of the best things she had heard in quite a while. The fact that she and her friends actually inspired someone to do good in the world...that alone is a feat not easily accomplished (or noticed) back home, and here, it meant that her efforts in Keratia are not for nothing.

She felt...reassured and hopeful at the thought.

Sylvia heard Andras and she chuckled, "Afraid you're right, Andras. We are indeed on another adventure here in Gransys. Maybe when we're not too busy, we'll come by to chat again," She then thanked the family sincerely, "Thank you for the Haversack. I think it will definitely help us out a lot on our adventures. Take care," She then decided to move on to the sewers with her friends, with the haversack now slung on her shoulder and across her waist, until it's resting her hip on the opposite side.