Overlord Thraka

The Room

*Horus gently puts Iris down and helps her to curl up next to the heating grate before he rushes back towards the sound of the fighting*
Iris: H-hanna... a-are you alright?

*Horus runs towards the fight*
Horus: One moment of peace! That's all I ask for Iris's sake!
*His eyes are full of rage, as he's upset about just how much violence has been going on in the room as of late. *

*Tiaz roars in rage as he's grabbed. The skull flares a bright blue and the trees groan and buckle as massive amounts of energy course through them, causing them to begin splintering*
Tiaz: Trees!? Is that the best you can do 'devil'!?

Coyote Hustle

@thread generator SIN
Good morning! (Or afternoon as it is for me). I'll reply when I have a bit more to go on. Right now it wouldn't be much more than Gharn acknowledging the Bartender and smelling something fishy lol.

The Room

*Xan's eyes widen as she sees Zeta thrown though the wall and attacked. She howls in fury and runs towards the fight, hurling herself at Vaseraga's back, trying to tear at him with her claws and teeth*
Xan: Leave her alone! Zeta run!

*As Zeta is hurled though the wall Horus curls into a ball around Iris*
Horus: Damnit! Can we not have ONE moment of peace!
*He charges through the opening, racing for Hanna's room knowing that Iris will be safe there and he can return to the fight*
Horus: Hanna!? Hanna Iris needs you!

The Room

*Tiaz growls and raises his hand. Held in his palm is a human looking skull, however something seems off about it. It doesn't seem quite human, perhaps slightly misshapen. From the eye sockets glow a pale blue light. He raises it so that it faces Be'lak*
Tiaz: YOU DARE!?
*At the mention of his injury, his rage is ignited. A blast of blue fire shoots from the mouth of the skull, scorching all in front of it with fire hotter than dragonbreath. The woosh of the flames drowns out the sound of the trees moving and he doesn't notice them*

*Horus nods and helps Iris up*
Horus: Come, we need to get you some warmth.
*Iris nods weakly and leans heavily on Horus, her scales cool to the touch. Horus nods to Hanna to follow them if she wants*
Horus: I'm taking Iris to get something hot, come along or stay here Hanna, it doesn't matter to me.
*He looks at Jillian*
Horus: I meant what I said, if you'd like to sit down and talk, maybe we can both learn a thing or two.

The Room

*Horus enters the room in time to see the scarecrow go down. He immediately thinks of Iris and Hanna, but mostly Iris*
*He looks over for them, finds them both and rushes to Iris's side just as she slumps against the wall*
Horus: Iris! Are you alright?
Iris: M'fine... Hanna...
*Horus nods, knowing Iris would worry about Hanna over herself. He doesn't like that fact, not one bit, but understands it as it's the same way he feels of Iris*
Horus: Hanna? Are you alright? What the hell happened?!
*He shouts over to her, wanting to know what exactly the scarecrow is*

*Tiaz leers at Be'Lak*
Tiaz: Not a Devil? You clearly don't know me then. I am as devilish as they come!
*He doesn't back down as Be'Lak walks towards him, instead reaching for a item hidden within the folds of his cloak*
Tiaz: One step more and you shall surely die!
*He grips something in his hand, still hidden in his cloak*

The Room

*Iris scrambles clumsily to her feet and staggers back. Her vision swims as she moves and she feels dizzy*
Iris: H-hanna! Be careful!

*Horus looks towards noise of the commotion*
Horus: That doesn't sound good! Iris!? Hanna!?
*He jogs towards the sound of the fight*

*Xan nods, frowns and follows Zeta. She wonders about her reaction, seeing there's obviously something wrong. She worries that Zeta dislikes her, as most humans have in the past. Her worry weighs heavy on her mind and as she follows her shoulders slump slightly*

Coyote Hustle

Gharn looked away shyly. He had never encountered an escort before, he didn't even know what they were, but he knew this woman was not the one who had stowed away. A woman of her beauty and charms could simply ask to be taken aboard he reasoned, no need for what humans used as payment.

Thinking of that, he remembered that humans liked shiny things in exchange for items. He rummaged in his pocket and brought out a small lump of silver that he placed on the counter. He looks at the Dogman, slightly suspiciously, and asks "May I have some water? Will this..." he searches for the right word in English, which judging by his slightly broken speech and his unusual accent, is his second language.
"Will this pay?" he asks the barman, nodding to the nugget of solid silver.

As he waited, he looks back at the man and woman, still pink in the face. "Again, I am not mean to interrupt. I ask wet-man why he stow. Ship-man refuse me, so I stow, but wet-man human, he not need be refused yes?"
His scarred face goes redder once more as Mira speaks to him in her sultry tones. The woman in front of him was beautiful, but far too flirty for his comfort. His face turns a light shade of pink as Mira moves, enhancing her bust, seemingly for his benefit. His eyes met hers briefly and he looked away once more, his face reddening further
"I-I-I" he stammers, completely put off guard by Mira's actions "I-I am Gharn..." he finishes, lamely introducing himself.

Coyote Hustle

Gharn stared around at the strange place for several seconds, taking it all in. His nose wrinkles at the stench of unwashed bodies, stale alcohol and the stink of tobacco smoke. He coughs as someone blows smoke almost into his face and stumbles towards the bar. He growls in annoyance and glares over his shoulder at the offender, who seems unbothered by the dirty look from the young scarred man.

Gharn growls again, now in a bad mood as he watches the band and woman change style. He eyes the woman for a moment, well distracted. He listens to the music for a moment before growling and clapping his hands over his ears, unused to the odd sounds.
"What is this place!?" he grumbles to himself. He notices a number of wet footprints on the ground and frowns, remembering the shouts and the splash from when he was awoken on the ship. He follows the footsteps to their owner.

He frowns at Zarpadan curiously, not noticing Mira at first.
"You. You were on ship?... Aurora Ferry yes? You-"
His gaze shifts to the stunning beauty sitting next to the soaked gentleman. His eyes glance over her form, resting momentarily on her chest before going back to her face.
"P-pardon. Not meaning to interrupt. I go, we talk later wet-man."
He turns, rather flustered by the low-cut of Mira's dress and not wanting to hang around her, lest he embarrass himself.

Coyote Hustle

@polybius
Hey, just a quick note. When Gharn is in his human form (Like he is currently) he's actually rather unassuming bar his facial scarring. Not very beastly at all. (See the CS). Sorry if I didn't make that clear.

The Room

*Iris smiles weakly*
Iris: There's a good lad...
*She jumps at the sound of the door bursting open and sluggishly turns to see what's going on*
Iris: Hanna what-?

*Xan frowns as she reads Zeta's obvious body langauge*
Xan: Something... wrong?
*She looks concerned for the spear-wielding warrior*

*Tiaz chuckles*
Tiaz: Devil? Many are called devil. Maybe I deserve that title, maybe I do not.