Jollan

Ascension 3: A return to Chaos

Lynn Medetrina

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Lynn Spent what seemed like hours with the rest of the escort outside of the grand hall. Since the kings and queens were only allowed to take in one guardian, this left the rest of the escort to mostly keep to themselves. Lynn was one of the only ones in the escort that could walk on land, the others kept to their advanced vehicles so that they could move around, but this kept them away from a great deal of any of the festivities. Lynn, however, just rode on her staff to keep up with the vehicles and would instead walk through the town. She was highly anxious being out in the world for the first time. Most of the Escort were just waiting in the spot that they dropped off their queen. Lynn, however was floating about on her staff, trying to see what was going on over in the town square in the distance.

"Lynn," someone called out to her, one of guards in the escort, "you know you can go out there right? You aren't combat personnel, so you should go and enjoy yourself. This is your first time out here after all." Lynn's eyes grew wide as she heard this. "O-oh! Thanks! I shouldn't be gone too long!" She didnt hesitate for a moment after as she flew off to the square.

When she arrived, she couldn't believe her eyes. the sight was beutiful! people everywhere showing off their trades and skills, drinking and laughing, festival games, and performances of all kinds lined the streets with an accent of a light shower of petals. She busied herself with visiting all the different stands, taking a peak in each one looking for anything of interest. While she didn find a lot, however, she didn't have much money on her to buy anything, especially not in Vrondi currency. In fact, there was a beutiful ankle bracelt that she had found that she had really set her eyes on at one of the stands. It was a nice silvery chain with a few teal colored jewels in it that the vendor described as something that would attract true love. "But with a body like that miss I doubt you would need this little trinket," the jewler chuckled, "but I garuntee this would make your search for love all the easier!"

Again, wide eyed and naive, Lynn looked at it in wonder. She looked up to the vendor this time with a worried face, "I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I don't have enough money to purchase this," she started. The jewelers face turned red, as he was sure from his many books what would be coming next. "But I promise I'll be right back to purchase it so please don't sell it yet!" she said as she flew off, leaving the vendor a little flustered.

She found an open spot close to where all the performers were lined up doing their own thing. She made a bubble of water and tossed a coin in it to mark it as somewhat of a tip jar and stood behind it. She took a couple seconds to warm up, but after that, she just started singing. Her voice was beutiful and carried well, singing songs native to her lands, or waters in her regard. It started attracting more andd more people until it seemed like a growning crowd was forming around her. A bit nervous of the crowd, she pushed on, her voice only waivering out of the initial shock of the crowd.

She couldn't remember ever singing for a crowd this large before and it only semed to keep growing, seriphim making somewhat of a balcony level flying in to watch as well. A few tips here and there were being tossed into the water bubble, but it wasn't until she had finished that money and roses seemed to start flying in, a majority missing the bubble all together. Never had she had so many people in one place cheering for her singing before. Maybe it was because it was a festival, she wasn't sure. She had plenty of money from that song, though she couldn't leave everyone after her first song, as they seemed to be waiting for more. Inevitably, it seemed like she was stuck there to entertain for a while. She turned a little red as she continued but continued still, no longer for money, but for the enjoyment of singing. In all honesty, she had forgotten about the ankle bracelet.

Rites Of Passage (a High Fantasy/Forgotten Realms Adventure)

Aiden spent most of his days helping out at the smithy, and on other days, he would work guard shifts with Argurious. On his rare off time, he would help out with things that needed fixing around the brothel, something he decided to do to help balance the low price that they were charged for their room. He had to admit that he was a bit shy and embarrassed at first being where they were and the sounds he would hear, but over time he has grown more accustomed to it. He was very grateful for their generosity and tried to do whatever he could to show it. Even getting into a few brawls here and there when 'customers' got a little too rowdy or abusive. The boy may not have been as large as a number of men, but he was still tough for his age and precise with his actions, which especially worked in his advantage of the person was drunk.
Aiden was the oldest in the group, and felt protective of the other two by now, like an older brother. He was quick to make decisions that he would believe is best for the group, or to give advice even if it wasn't asked for. Occasionally he would even less if he felt there wasn't enough for all three of them, usually claiming that he had eaten earlier and wasn't too hungry. He felt like there was always something watching him, and it bothered him, though he didn't share with the others as he didn't want to worry them, they all had enough on their minds. He would be sixteen by the end of spring, and it made him think about where he was in life. Aiden had seen people leave and start their own lives at that age. It may have been tad early to some, but to a lot of working folk it was fairly common. These past few months a seemed to make Aiden mature more than other people his age around the town though he often didn't hang around anywhere too often, either to tired from working or just wanting to go relax at their temporary home to see what was needed and to hang around Argurious and Brisa. It was when he was in their company that he truly relaxed at the end of the day, knowing everybody was safe an sound.

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Today was like most days at the forge. Lots of parts for different farm tools and carts needed, though nothing out of the ordinary. 'The fun stuff' as Aiden would call it such as repairs for arms and armor, maybe the occasional simple weapon. It was pay day today and when he left, the blacksmith gave him his pay for the week. Aiden gave him his thanks and started on his way back to the brothel, greeting everybody as he came in and went upstairs to their room, hoping one of his companions might be there by now.

Ascension 3: A return to Chaos

Dremmick Valswei

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Dremmick heard the wolves approaching, but upon hearing Siiga's pun about being a dog person, it actually made his head cock back in disgust. He shook his head as he quickly assessed the situation. Two lava wolves, an old lady, and two random basilisks watching the scenario unfold. He didn't think that they belonged to the old lady, however, they very well could and are just sitting idly by like the the old lady in her bubble, but that still means that there is a possibility of more people here somewhere.

He would just have to deal with that when the time comes, until then, he had a plan. He ran away from his seal on the ground, quickly glancing up to find a part of the ceiling that was still secure enough for later. As he started running the two wolves took off after him, He got close to the cave wall on his right and held out his hand, a crimson trail being painted on the wall a short distance. When the wolves chasing him were just in the right place, Dremmick slid to a stop and spun around, slicing his hand through the air. At that the crimson on the walls of the cave lifted off and shot forward as a long razor sharp blade, cleaving one of the wolves in two, creating a fiery explosion that dissipated the blade. Bursting through the smoke and fire, however, the other wolf pounced and landed on Dremmick, pinning him down. Dremmick tilted his head to dodge the lava dripping from its maw, feeling the warmth and hearing the sizzle as it his the ground Its paws were resting on his arms, claws digging in and keeping them down as it growled. Dremmick's eyes narrowed in defiance, and just as the wolf was about to go in for the kill, a thick spike erupted from under Dremmick's leather cheast piece, out of his right pec and throguh his clothes, knocking the monster off of him. He rolled and jumped to his feet in time to see the beast coming back for him, though this time he could face it directly. Since he lost his rope dart in the river, Dremmick decided to improvise, a crimson chain fell from his right hands. Next time the creature advanced, Dremmick swung the chain, wrapping it around its neck. The wolf tried to shake it off, but to no avail, Dremmick jerked back on the chain, the part around the neck became akin to a bladed ring, taking the head off the beast, and just like it's partner, it blew up in a fiery fashion, thowing Dremmick back a few feet as he was caught up in it without any protection.

With what little blood Dremmick had left to function with, he tried to stand up, coughing up blood as he did. The explosion did a number on him and he could tell he didn't have much left in him to continue at this pace. He could make out some shouting coming from somewhere, ears still ringing. He turned to see Mason holding on to Siiga's leg, and nodded. Dremmick held his arma out as a chain once again shot out of it, this time, however, the more of the chain that came out, the more slack his body got. He started to feel a bit faded as the chain struck home, the point he spotted earlier. He then withdrew the cahin, though insted of bringing it to him, he pulled himself towards the end of the chain, swinging over back to the ritual seal. While in midair, Dremmick yanked the crimson chain out from the ceiling and withdrew the rest of his blood from it, giving motion back to the parts of his body that were limp just moments before. The landing wasn't graceful, as it was more or less tumbling into place. Dremmick then stood up in the circle and concentrated, finishing the ritual to paralyze the bandit leader. He only hoped that they would take advantage of this opprotunity to kill the woman before she could cause them any more problems. As he held his ground in the seal to uphold the ritual, He scanned the area again, looking for additional bandits or what not, and keeping an eye on the basilisks and old woman. He gritted his teeth as he came to a decision. with his left hand, as his right was preoccupied with the ritual, he reached back in his pouch and drew out Mirror's potion. "I swear, if this is poison I'm haunting your ass," he mumbled right before he downed it.

For a moment he didn't feel anything, but as most potions are, it would take a second to kick in. The feeling started as a cool daft, and then it got harder and harder to move as sheets of ice seemed to cover him. "Oh, that son of a b-," within seconds this ice had built up to encase him, forming a thick barrier of ice that protected and healed him, however paralyzing him in the process until it was finished.

Night School *Looking for more players*

Im here, just waiting

Ascension Arena: Beta

Lynn

Name: Lynn Meditrina

Age: 20

Bloodline: Lassa / slightly sol

Appearance:
Tanned skin from being on land with red eyes and hair with various shades of blue ranging from light to faded colors. She has a spiral horn at the top of her forehead just past her hairline and two large finned ears, accompanied by a finned tail and fins at her calves. Her hands and feet are both webbed with the webbing on her hands reaching the first knuckle away from the palm. She were's little cloths as she spends a lot of time in the water or basking in the sun, her Sol heritage calling for more sun than others of her bloodline. Due to this fraction of sol heritage, she can breath air and walk on land with fairly normal looking feet, save for the webbing.

face

Attire:
A large flowing sleeve that goes past her hand and can be pinned up at her elbow if she needs to. A bikini top and a decorative cloth sash that goes with another cloth piece that acts as an undergarment. various intricate silver jewelry around her neck, arm, top of her sleeve, tail, and right thigh. She wears no shoes.

full picture

Gear:
She has a very heavy solid steel staff that has two thick enchanted glass orbs on the ends full of water. Lifting it for her doesn't require much as she really lets it float next to her or rides it around like a witch on a broomstick, manipulating the water in the staff. She also carries extra water around with her in a small tank behind her with a water rune inside of it to generate more water through magic, hanging from a belt and made of the same type of glass as the orbs on her staff.

Physique:
5'3" and curvy. She is well gifted and has a small waist with eye catching hips atop sturdy legs. Her strong legs and tail, as well has her fins make up for her assets which would normally make someone slower when swimming.

Abilities:
Siren's song - Can put to sleep or calm enemies or wildlife. Hasn't practiced in this as much as most people her age but is still adept at it as she has been singing since she was young. Can calm or put to sleep most people or wildlife save for severely strong willed opponents and larger dragons.
Water manipulation - can control water within 30 feet of herself, but not skilled enough to manipulate blood, or pressurized it enough to cut through objects.


Spells:
Water healing - using water can heal ailments and injuries with time and focus. She has to practice on new ailments to learn how to heal them properly. This is more of a static out of the fight heal as it is stronger and has the ability to heal grave wounds given the time.
Water bandage - like water healing but more of an on the field first aid. she can put a patch of water that will heal wounds over time or stabilize an ally till proper care can be taken. she can use multiple ones at a time.
Water barriers - can make a heavy barrier of water to defend groups of people. The smaller the barrier the stronger and vise versa. Unless the attack is stronger than the barrier, it blocks both incoming and outgoing physical and elemental attacks. Barriers take a massive drain on her magic and are used as last resorts against large attacks
Enchantment of water - can put various enchantments on water such as increasing speed, strength, endurance, or concentration. Can only enchant a few drinks at a time and the person must consume the enchanted drink to take effect, much like a potion.

Birthplace: Tearia

Extra Info:
-Familiar with Tearian technology
-likes to sing, and does it well.

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Dremmick

Name: Dremmick Valswei

Age: 23

Bloodline: Dragon / Nayu

Appearance:
Black, short, and messy hair with a close cut and thin beard that goes along the edge of his jaw. He has a stern face with hazel eyes with slit pupils that hold a piercing gaze. Its not that he's always angry, it just seems to be his neutral face. His whole right arm is ragged looking and closer to a red-black shade than the rest of him and reached the base of his neck, his right pectoral, his right shoulder-blade, and down a few ribs. This gruesome sight would at first seem like a terrible wound, but upon further more professional inspection, would reveal an evil taint, which seemed to be spreading further across his chest. This is the caused by necromancy and where he pulls his blood magic from. His horns, if he still had them, would have grown from his temples and swept back with his hair, however, there are just two stumps there now, cut away so that his heritage would be easier to conceal. He also has a a draconic tail that he hides in his sash that goes around his waist, and two scars on his back where his wings used to be.

face I used as a reference

Attire:
He wears a large black hood that covers most of his face when worn save for his eyes. When the hood is down, it distorts the silhouette of his shoulders and hangs loosely about his head, nearly covering the whole neck and almost reaching the lower end of his jaw. He has a cotton shirt he wears under a layered leather vest, both of which are sleeveless for ease of movement. His whole right arm is covered in bandages up past the shoulder, covering up the dark arm entirely. A dark red sash is wrapped around his waist with the loose ends hanging at his left hip. It tops off a dark gray loose fitting pants that have a few random patches here and there for having to fix various imperfections in the fabric. The pants ended tucked into some leg wraps that ran from his upper calf, just below the knees, to the ankles, in which it run under the foot to keep secure. As for his feet, he wears some cloth shoes the leave the large toe separate and leather pads on the bottom for grip and protection.

reference clothes/gear

Note that the description above is slightly different but the weapons are mostly the same with the addition of a ring on the end of the handle for the knife.

Gear:

• A rope dart, normally rolled up and hanging from the front left of his sash.
• A large karambit, sheathed at his back, just above his butt pack (explained below), drawn right handed.
• A sword breaker, sheathed at his back as well, bundled with his karambit and drawn left handed. The bundle is held onto the back of the vest. If you don't know what a sword-breaker is, this is a good example:
  warning, the picture is a bit bigger than I thought.

  well...for pc maybe.
• He has a heavy canvas cloth harness that runs between his shirt and vest. It holds up what could be considered a leather belt with a built in butt pack with three pouches. The middle contains a roll of bandages, a small surgical blade, a bottle of alcohol (sometimes in drink form if no pure alcohol is available), and a tourniquet. His left smaller pouch holds various vials of crushed herbs or liquids for medicinal uses and antidotes. Finally the right pouch holds a notepad, charcoal pencil, a tiny small vial of ink, and a pen. This pack sits just above his sash, though it tends to hang over it in the back.
• The notepad contains information gathered on Dremmick's travels, mostly of few important details to remember and plenty of info on plants along with their various uses and properties such as what is poisonous and what can be used medically.

Physique:
A little thinner than average with a lean build. His right arm however (the one wrapped in bandages), looks to be eerily thinner than his left.

Abilities:
His build helps in giving him a light and solid frame with superb muscle control, agility, and dexterity. Has knowledge of medicine and first aid.

Spells:
Necromancy - the ability to siphon, absorb, and distribute life force between bodies.
Blood magic - the ability to move, use, and replicate his own blood for medical uses or to form objects. Objects can range from weapons, projectiles, light barriers, etc. This is channeled thought his necrotic right arm and upon the running out of magic energy will it will start to feed off of life force. Overuse of this magic will cause the necrotic curse at his arm to spread as he would need to siphon life force and apply it to himself and further his decent into a lich.
Blood Rituals - The use of divine blood for various magic effects on a target. Draws a seal on the ground in blood, then stamp another seal onto the target.

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Acquired Equipment

Sacred Bark Light Armor

Sacred Bark Light Armor - A very light weight set of armor made from sacred tree bark and wool. The bark on its outer layer catches sharp projectiles and is made from a tree bark known for being one of the least penetrable trees. It does not however have an advantage over slash attacks.

Old Dagger of Aki

Old Dagger of Aki - An old, chipped yet still refined dagger. It serves little purpose as a dagger and rather is a ceremonial piece left from an old assassin turned Taxis hero who died long ago. When hit against another stone it sparks aflame and stays on fire until put out. If held too long the wielder may be burned.

Ascension 3: A return to Chaos

Dremmick Valswei

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Dremmick followed as they chased after Mason to the cave. On the way, Dremmick noticed Constance's horse was in rough shape, but he didn't have any life energy to mend it at the moment, he would have to come across some later. As they dismounted, instead of directly following Constance, he went over to the horse for a moment and instead he took out some shriveled garlic from his pouch and chewed on it a bit before placing it on the wound like a salve, acting as an antibiotic to keep it from getting infected. He then quickly turned around and followed after the others.

When Dremmick made it to the top with Constance, he immediately recognized the smell as a type of gas. "You fool! Back up, out of the gas!" he yelled, grabbing Constance by the shoulder and pulling her back. "Wait here, and cover your face, do not breath in until after the gas is clear." He went back into the cave taking a deep breath before doing so, disappearing into the thick smog. Once inside he made a thin barrier around himself like a second layer of crimson skin, enclosing his face. He then drew out his fire dagger anstruck it on the stone wall, igniting the dagger and the gas around them in a flaming explosion that knocked him back and burn the crimson skin. He shed it all as he stood up and turned to Constance, who he could see now at the entrance. "C'mon, between your screaming and the explosion, if they are still here they will know we are coming."

Dremmick continued on into the cave until he ended up catching up to the others, noticing two women, one being old and behind a barrier and the other being the Tyro girl from the bar, confirming his suspicions. But he found it odd that a Tyro would cause that poison smog. But then he saw it, two large and pissed off basilisk in the room as well. He looked over to see Mason and got an idea. "Mason, I'll explain later, but let me see your arm. Trust me on this, quickly!"

If Mason offers his arm, Dremmick would draw his knife, "I'm just going to make a small cut, try not to freak out." he would pull out a tiny shot sized jar from his back pouch and start to collect blood from Mason. "Constance, protect us as I draw this and when I'm done collecting this, you and Mason need to hold off the basilisks for just a moment. Do you understand?" His voice was unwavering and very forceful, less a request and more of a command, eyes wide and concentrating on the things around him. "With any luck you two will survive this."

After collecting, if Mason let him do it, Dremmick would step away and start drawing a design on the ground with the blood, pulling out three pieces of paper and then redrawing the pattern on each one as well. When finished, Dremmick would try to hand Mason and Constance their own piece of paper and one for himself. "Get on of these on each of the basilisk, and it should paralyze them shortly. NOW GO!"

He would then turn to Siiga and stand off with her, "That was your gang of cutthroats waiting at the river wasn't it? Nice kitten by the way, almost thought it was going to be a real challenge." Dremick would circle Siiga as he talked, watching her movements for any sign of fight.

Ascension 3: A return to Chaos

Lynn

Name: Lynn Meditrina

Age: 20

Bloodline: Lassa / slightly sol

Appearance:
Tanned skin from being on land with red eyes and hair with various shades of blue ranging from light to faded colors. She has a spiral horn at the top of her forehead just past her hairline and two large finned ears, accompanied by a finned tail and fins at her calves. Her hands and feet are both webbed with the webbing on her hands reaching the first knuckle away from the palm. She were's little cloths as she spends a lot of time in the water or basking in the sun, her Sol heritage calling for more sun than others of her bloodline. Due to this fraction of sol heritage, she can breath air and walk on land with fairly normal looking feet, save for the webbing.

face

Personality:
Easily embarrassed and self conscious about her beauty, she would wear more clothes if it didn't restrict her swimming and didn't make her feel sick from blocking the sun for too long. Normally quite happy and easygoing, she makes friends easily though she is a bit too trusting of others and has a hard time telling when someone is lying unless its really obvious.

Attire:
A large flowing sleeve that goes past her hand and can be pinned up at her elbow if she needs to. A bikini top and a decorative cloth sash that goes with another cloth piece that acts as an undergarment. various intricate silver jewelry around her neck, arm, top of her sleeve, tail, and right thigh. She wears no shoes.

full picture

Gear:
She has a very heavy solid steel staff that has two thick enchanted glass orbs on the ends full of water. Lifting it for her doesn't require much as she really lets it float next to her or rides it around like a witch on a broomstick, manipulating the water in the staff. She also carries extra water around with her in a small tank behind her with a water rune inside of it to generate more water through magic, hanging from a belt and made of the same type of glass as the orbs on her staff.

Group: Tearia

Physique:
5'3" and curvy. She is well 'gifted' and has a small waist with eye catching hips atop sturdy legs. Her strong legs and tail, as well has her fins make up for her assets which would normally make someone slower when swimming.

Stamina: 22 Soul: 33

Abilities:
Siren's song - Can put to sleep or calm enemies or wildlife. Hasn't practiced in this as much as most people her age but is still adept at it as she has been singing since she was young. Can calm or put to sleep most people or wildlife save for severely strong willed opponents and larger dragons.-5 Stamina -2 Soul
Water manipulation - can control water within 30 feet of herself, but not skilled enough to manipulate blood, or pressurized it enough to cut through objects. -5 Stamina


Spells:
Water healing - using water can heal ailments and injuries with time and focus. She has to practice on new ailments to learn how to heal them properly. This is more of a static out of the fight heal as it is stronger and has the ability to heal grave wounds given the time. -8 Soul
Water bandage - like water healing but more of an on the field first aid. she can put a patch of water that will heal wounds over time or stabilize an ally till proper care can be taken. she can use multiple ones at a time.-3 Soul
Water barriers - can make a heavy barrier of water to defend groups of people. The smaller the barrier the stronger and vise versa. Unless the attack is stronger than the barrier, it blocks both incoming and outgoing physical and elemental attacks. Barriers take a massive drain on her magic and are used as last resorts against large attacks. -6 Soul
Enchantment of water - can put various enchantments on water such as increasing speed (green), strength (red), endurance (yellow), or concentration (blue). Can only enchant a few drinks at a time and the person must consume the enchanted drink to take effect, much like a potion. -2 Soul

Experience/backstory:
Lynn was born with the ability to breath both air and in water, as well as walk on land. This was due to her grandfather being a Sol and her inheriting a handful of Sol traits from him, including the need for the sun. She grew up with both parents in Tearia, her father a guard, who had taught her how to defend herself, and her mother worked at an infirmary, which is where Lynn started to learn he healing magic. As she grew up, she had the desire like many young girls to be queen, but when she noticed that it wasn't likely due to her age as she got older and continued to work at the infirmary to become a healer, she seemed at a loss for motivation. She has so far lived a fairly normal life in the protection of Tearia and was fairly doted upon by her father when he came back from deployments. She was becoming bored with her life and started exploring around Teearia and its shores more and more. That's when most the people she knew told her that since she was born with the ability to go on land, she was destined to traverse the land under the Tearian banner. While her parents weren't exactly thrilled, she was ecstatic at the opportunity to adventure and support her country like her parents. So, finding new purpose, she went out to explore the lands. First stop she made was the festival currently going on in Vrondi, enjoying the festivities and performing songs in hopes of earning some money for the road.

Motivation: To explore the lands outside of Tearia.

Birthplace: Tearia

Extra Info:
-Familiar with Tearian technology
-likes to sing, and does it well.

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Acquired Equipment

Enchanted Mountain Waters

This necklace increases ones water, ice and wind spells. Offers a decent immunity to cold. If ingested it makes one immune entirely for five minutes.

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horse

Feather - A strong horse with feathers in its hair. It has the ability to climb rocky mountain like terrain and has decent speed. However its stamina is only at its highest when in high altitudes.

relationships

Lila Moriarty:
Sophia The Guardian of Knowledge:
Mason Drake:
Constance Marit:
Dremmick Valswei:
Siiga Kalayo:
Ganymede:
Lynn Meditrina:
Bonnie:
Ami Sapphire Lovegood:
Garrett "The (Blight)ed" Everard:
Czigani Veranieth Hanoxx:
Basil:
Journal: haven't met anyone new yet, guess I'll just enjoy the sights for now!

money

40 gold, 1 ruby, 1 sapphire
total: 465

Night School *Looking for more players*

Drake Morrison

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Drake smiled a bit at Daniil's question. "Better than the other two I'd assume. Guess I'll have to start hitting the chamber earlier, though I feel a lot calmer now than I did earlier, if only for a moment." He kept eating for a moment. He saw a girl walk in a politely waved since they seemed to be the only three there. He then looked back up at Daniil. "So how long have you been a werewolf? If you don't mind me asking of coarse." He tried making small ttalk. It's been a while since he had been around a lot of people, and this guy was one of the few he ran into often enough, he though he may as well try talking with him a bit.

Ascension 3: A return to Chaos

Dremmick Valswei

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Dremmick's eyes narrowed and became dark, He was trying really hard not to put a knife through her jaw to her skull to shut her up. He went ahead and climbed on his horse. "The only compensating I'm having to do is trying to keep up with your bullshit pacifism that will do nothing but get you and everyone around you killed. A failed system? Please, they have failed themselves. These people thrive on killing and stealing from others. They want a life like that then they shouldn't be surprised when someone turns the tables on them and has had enough. If what you saw was too much for you then go back home to suckle at your mother's teat, there is no place for you out here. I put my life on the line just now because you couldn't handle it." He let out a sigh and shook his head. "I won't be making the same mistake again. I don't need your magic, I'll take care of myself. Get your own damn horse."

After as much as he just did for them, that ungrateful useless woman has the nerve insult him like that. He's killed people for far less. He watched as she....interrogated the other bandits. If you could even call it that. He found her choices in phasing peculiar. 'Who do you serve', and 'malitia', please, they weren't that complex. Simple bandits following whoever hits the hardest, nothing more. He already had an idea who and where she was. That Tyro girl was probably already at the cave while they wasted time here. But he wanted to see exactly how far her interrogation would go. He noticed that when she asked them question, the bandits would nervously dart their eyes to him and back to her.

Ascension 3: A return to Chaos

Dremmick Valswei

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The nymph encircled Dremmick in water, but he held a strong gaze, eyes locked with hers as she approached.

"You have spilled the most blood within my waters and you hold no pact with the King."
He body began to grow a few feet taller as she looked down at Dremmick with narrowed lids.
"The ones to blame for harming a guardian of the forest. Tell me it was not you."

"I'm no Sol, nor do I have any bond to you to uphold someone else's promise of that of which I have never heard of. The bandits were the ones who placed those caltraps in your water, planning to spill our blood. I have no fault here for defending my group. If I recall, your pet there spilled a good amount of blood itself," Dremmick responded, nodding toward the beast.

"For slaying those responsible I will not feed on your essences."

Dremmick cocked an eyebrow at this but didn't say anything as the water lowered around him. He watched as she pulled the metal from the beast's paw and then as they both left. He pulled some wraps from ones of his pouches and replaced the bandages that covered his arm. when finished, he put his hood back up and went to his horse, which he was a bit surprised to see that it was still waiting on him. He checked on it to make sure it was still alright then turned back to the others, waiting on them. If they had at least kept one of the bandits alive, they could use him to track down their leader, who he had guessed was that tyro girl at the bar as some of the bandit's faces were familiar. If he refused, he could just kill him once they got out of the water.