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A Tempest Looms
~@Rune_Alchemist~
With the Brigand surprised by the sudden detachment of your head, you, or rather your body, repulse and remove the startled Brigand and successfully recover.
"Ah! Miss Dupain! Are you alright?!" Valerie cried as she picked up your disembodied head. However, both your Valkyrie friend and the Mounted Brigand enemies had to pause when you delivered your... accented taunt. "M-Miss Dupain...?" It was clear that Valerie was, not at all, expecting that. After all, you gave a very different impression upon meeting her.
But the Mounted Brigands renewed their charge with a war cry, alerting Valerie back into the fight. Two of the Brigands dismounted their horses and surrounded your battle-ready body. With shields and axes, they were unafraid of the headless fighter before them. One of them took the initiative and attacked, his axe craving your blood.
Meanwhile, another three of the Mounted Brigands got off their horses to face Valerie who held your head. Moving your head to one hand, she used her remaining hand to brandish a sword. But on closer look, you notice that the Valkyrie's blade was red in color and radiated demonic energy. It was then you knew that the sword was of Demon Realm Silver and it would never harm anyone so long as the current Demon Lord reigned. "Hold on, Miss Dupain. This is going to be rough."
Valerie entered combat against the three of the Brigands. Despite being outnumbered, she held her own quite well but keeping your head safe deprived her of a helpful second arm. She was fighting a losing battle, already receiving a few close calls.
To return your head to your body, it would need effort on your part.
~@Silver Carrot~
The Dark Priest lightly chuckled. "Of course. Never underestimate the combat prowess of the mighty Centaurs."
"Well, I believe his name was Bast something." The Dark Priest said. "Honestly, I don't understand the hostility. I know that the Church Of The Fallen God isn't for everyone but goodness."
"Speaking of men, are there any more men in your guild?" She then asked with an honestly curious look on her face. "Are they good looking? Are you in a relationship with one of them?" The Dark Priest began her prodding. "If not, is there someone there you've eyes on? Oh, don't tell me... you are the one being chased! It would not be surprising. You have a beautiful figure and there are men that look for strong types, you know?"
Since you were now healed completely, you had a convenient excuse not to continue this talk any further.
~@EndOfMyWarudo~
You were invited by Bartholomew Barker to his idea of a guild and so you came. Arriving at the guild at nighttime, you find that the headquarters was a structure of stone and metal almost as if it were built by the Dwarven race. Speaking of Dwarves, you see them hanging out about outside the building. Moreover, you see your inviter, Bart, talking to what appeared to be a gentleman and a large male with brown skin and white hair.
Seeing you, Bart immediately approached you. "Hey there! I know you! You're uhh, you're... Hans! Yes that's it. Hans Weber" He took a moment to recognize you. "Welcome to the guild, friend. You're a little late actually since the guild started a couple of days ago but that's okay since now, you don't get to see the sorry state of our building then." He patted you on the back.
"Thanks to Neil getting a favor from the Dwarves, we've gotten the building back in order. No more sleeping in tents as if we were just camping. Hey, don't tell me this was part of your plan and you came late intentionally." Bart jested with a laugh. "Anyway, welcome to the guild."
~@Rune_Alchemist~
With the Brigand surprised by the sudden detachment of your head, you, or rather your body, repulse and remove the startled Brigand and successfully recover.
"Ah! Miss Dupain! Are you alright?!" Valerie cried as she picked up your disembodied head. However, both your Valkyrie friend and the Mounted Brigand enemies had to pause when you delivered your... accented taunt. "M-Miss Dupain...?" It was clear that Valerie was, not at all, expecting that. After all, you gave a very different impression upon meeting her.
But the Mounted Brigands renewed their charge with a war cry, alerting Valerie back into the fight. Two of the Brigands dismounted their horses and surrounded your battle-ready body. With shields and axes, they were unafraid of the headless fighter before them. One of them took the initiative and attacked, his axe craving your blood.
Meanwhile, another three of the Mounted Brigands got off their horses to face Valerie who held your head. Moving your head to one hand, she used her remaining hand to brandish a sword. But on closer look, you notice that the Valkyrie's blade was red in color and radiated demonic energy. It was then you knew that the sword was of Demon Realm Silver and it would never harm anyone so long as the current Demon Lord reigned. "Hold on, Miss Dupain. This is going to be rough."
Valerie entered combat against the three of the Brigands. Despite being outnumbered, she held her own quite well but keeping your head safe deprived her of a helpful second arm. She was fighting a losing battle, already receiving a few close calls.
To return your head to your body, it would need effort on your part.
~@Silver Carrot~
"Luck had little to do with it,"
The Dark Priest lightly chuckled. "Of course. Never underestimate the combat prowess of the mighty Centaurs."
"It still hurts yet it is only pain, and pain is natural and good. And yes, I am from the Guild, and we are in dire need of any supplies you can spare, so we are very thankful to you for this generous reward. I also apologize for my colleague's rudeness, whoever he was."
"Well, I believe his name was Bast something." The Dark Priest said. "Honestly, I don't understand the hostility. I know that the Church Of The Fallen God isn't for everyone but goodness."
"Speaking of men, are there any more men in your guild?" She then asked with an honestly curious look on her face. "Are they good looking? Are you in a relationship with one of them?" The Dark Priest began her prodding. "If not, is there someone there you've eyes on? Oh, don't tell me... you are the one being chased! It would not be surprising. You have a beautiful figure and there are men that look for strong types, you know?"
Since you were now healed completely, you had a convenient excuse not to continue this talk any further.
~@EndOfMyWarudo~
You were invited by Bartholomew Barker to his idea of a guild and so you came. Arriving at the guild at nighttime, you find that the headquarters was a structure of stone and metal almost as if it were built by the Dwarven race. Speaking of Dwarves, you see them hanging out about outside the building. Moreover, you see your inviter, Bart, talking to what appeared to be a gentleman and a large male with brown skin and white hair.
Seeing you, Bart immediately approached you. "Hey there! I know you! You're uhh, you're... Hans! Yes that's it. Hans Weber" He took a moment to recognize you. "Welcome to the guild, friend. You're a little late actually since the guild started a couple of days ago but that's okay since now, you don't get to see the sorry state of our building then." He patted you on the back.
"Thanks to Neil getting a favor from the Dwarves, we've gotten the building back in order. No more sleeping in tents as if we were just camping. Hey, don't tell me this was part of your plan and you came late intentionally." Bart jested with a laugh. "Anyway, welcome to the guild."
@EndOfMyWarudo
And accepted. Yay Xu Shu.
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And accepted. Yay Xu Shu.
But don't post yet, okay? I'll write you in on the next update.
~@Silver Carrot~
"I see. Well, what town under Varjo has good relations with its ruler?" The Dark Priest replied. "I'd say I would wish them luck but... many others before them have tried to separate from Varjo and..." She trailed off, her expression was one of sadness.
The Dark Priest then shook her head. "Anyway, you are lucky that you have not received any grievous injuries." She remarked as she finished healing all your wounds. "That should do it. Are you feeling alright? Does it still hurt?" The Dark Priest began wiping away any of the spilled blood. "I must ask though, how did you get a charge all the way in Sonarra? Did someone there or from there ask you for help?"
"Wait a second, you don't happen to be part of that new guild, are you? The one doing all sorts of requests?" The Dark Priest faced you. "There was a gentleman who came from the guild yesterday. He was very, very rude but he did do what has been asked, kind of, so I prepared a reward. Though, it's not a conventional reward of gold but supplies of food."
A Tempest Looms
~@Rune_Alchemist~
"Splendid!" Valerie smiled as she grabbed both your arms and with one flap of her majestic wings, the two of you were in the sky. "We would be much faster this way."
Valerie then began the flight towards Ravager's Rest with you as her sole passenger. "The people of the shrine would always try to reach out to these bandits. You know, with the 'we come in peace' and the 'you are welcome here' stuff." She then sighed. "Unfortunately, Varjan refugees have grown up in an environment of unending violence and distrust and thus responded to our welcoming arms with swords and axes."
The two of you have reached the fort and hovered above it. The stone stronghold was built into the mountain but like your guildhouse, it was also in very poor condition and had clearly seen better days. It was still quite large though, covering enough of the mountain to probably house an army. "We still get through them though." Valerie continued. "But not without sacrifice. I knew a set of Apsara twins who were always ready to jump at the call. Ready to meet those bandits without hesitation. I knew they were going to bite it sooner or later, I just prayed they did so at the same time so one need not face loneliness. Unfortunately, Eros isn't the goddess of Death."
"Anyway, it looks from here that it doesn't seem that--" Valerie was cut off when you both spot a huge fireball shoot from somewhere in the fort towards the two of you. The Valkyrie gasped as she tried to manuever away but the flaming missile detonated and the resulting shockwave temporarily knocked you out.
Once you regain your senses, you may have anticipated pain since being incapacitated in midair would definitely result in a very steep drop. But you did not, you instead find yourself in the arms of Valerie and the two of you were heading to the ground in a much slower speed and a much softer landing. She then quickly dropped you to your feet. "Are you all right? It's a good thing I recovered quickly or else both of us would be in a world of pain."
The neighing and galloping of horses caught your attention and there seem to be an entire group of horsemen heading towards you. There was one who rode ahead and was at spitting distance from you. Before you could react though, the Mounted Brigand leapt from his horse and landed on top of you.
His hands immediately went to wringing your neck. You could tell he was strong but maybe not stronger than a monster.
Herbal Medicine
~@13org (FYR)~
You dispatch the pea-shooting plants with single arrows but more of them just keep sprouting. Still, you kept fighting and dodging the pea projectiles and still, they kept firing large peas at you.
But then you felt the ground rumble a bit and you see, over at the distance that a huge corn on the cob on a wagon has arrived. Then, multiple new plants arose from the ground around the yellow crop. These were not the peashooters you were fighting earlier but they appeared to be watermelons hurling other watermelons like a catapult. The cob then pointed upward and it was clear to you that it was going to launch its corn at you.
Judging from the size of it, you were unlikely to evade the corny impact. You had to stop it before it fires. However, the melon catapults surrounding it appear to be protecting the corn on the cob. Besides lobbing huge watermelons at you, you see that their eyes were watching cautiously at your next move. You need to take them out to dispatch the huge corn on the cob.
But to do that, you may give the cob ample time to launch at you. But on the other hand, ignoring the watermelons may let them exploit an opening and overwhelm you. What shall you do?
Laying The Foundations
~@The Irish Tree~
The Dwarf was incredulous at your first question. "Hoh, well why shouldn't I? You're a bloody male monster! That's never happened ever since the current Demon Lord took ovah!" He answered before finishing his mug. "All the monsters turned female and all their children were female monsters. To have a male born from a monster is literally the main objective the Demon Lord has. You're a miracle, lad!"
"Well, anyway..." The Dwarf cleared his throat before moving to your second question. "I have one brother. He's... he's not with us anymore." He gripped his mug as he stared at the floor. "Bloody damn Varjans and their bloody damn Queen... And bloody damn Order for siding with 'em. Traitorous scum, all of 'em." The Dwarf realized that he had just derailed the topic. "Ahh, sorry 'bout that lad. I suppose it's too soon for me."
He then sighed. "Welp, I guess that's enough time for mucking about. Time to get back to work. Got to show the lads that I don't just bark orders 'round here." He said before getting off his seat. Spotting that you had barely drank from your mug of ale, the Dwarf looked at you. "Are you gonna finish that?"
-----
The rest of the day was uneventful but you did see the gradual transformation of the dilapidated guild building into a functioning hall suitable for adventurers such as yourself. By nighttime, the Dwarves were almost done. What you see was a structure made good as new though its overall aesthetic was changed into something Dwarvish. The walls and foundations were dominated by stone instead of wood. Even the staircase that led to the second floor was stone, its wooden predecessor replaced. The insides were lit with bright torches and the windows only had curtains to close it, no glass.
While you were outside, a familiar, gentlemanly figure appeared.
~@13org (BST)~
Aragahst sighed. "You talk too much, magician." He remarked before picking up the floating card in front of him. "However, your outlook in life is... compatible with Lord Joshua's personal circle. You say you are a pursuer of knowledge and secrets, yes? I see. I shall recommend you to my lord. I'm sure he will find you... Hmm, I really can't say. His Majesty is a fickle one if I am to be honest. Especially if his sister is around. Regardless, I expect you to come when you are called?"
-----
It was nighttime when you reach the guild but once you got there, you see not the old, decaying structure but a new, refurbished building made good as new though its overall aesthetic was changed into something Dwarvish. The walls and foundations were dominated by stone instead of wood. Even the staircase that led to the second floor was stone, its wooden predecessor replaced. The insides were lit with bright torches and the windows only had curtains to close it, no glass.
You first come upon a familiar and large figure.
~@13org (BST), @The Irish Tree~
"Oh! So these where you were." Bart greeted both Bast and Magnus. First he turned to Bast. "Hey Bast. I don't recall you returning to the guild yesterday. What happened?" He asked with a worried look.
"But anyway, the Dwarves are almost finished. Well, finished actually and just putting on the last touches. Anyway, what they've done is this..." Bart then explained the building's features.
The left hall of the first floor was the dining area for the guild. The northern half was the kitchen while the southern half was the dining room. Meanwhile, the southern half of the right hall was the lounge where the guild members can hang out and maybe read some books stored in the bookshelf there. The northern half was a large bathing room with toilets included. The furnace that was in the north area of the first floor was divided into the armory on the left side and training room on the right.
Bart continued that the second floor would be where the guild's quarters were. It was divided by twelve, six on each side. Meanwhile, Bart also had the Dwarves build a stables left of the building itself. The horses the guild currently has were already stationed there.
"So guys. What do you say? Do you have any complaints? Because this is our last chance to have anything changed."
"Oh! Ah, I was escorting a charge from Sonarra, who were under my protection. It was a good thing, too, or they'd have most definitely been arrested on the journey without my help. Relations between Sonarra and the Varjans are souring and they wanted to leave before a full blown revolt kicked off."
"I see. Well, what town under Varjo has good relations with its ruler?" The Dark Priest replied. "I'd say I would wish them luck but... many others before them have tried to separate from Varjo and..." She trailed off, her expression was one of sadness.
The Dark Priest then shook her head. "Anyway, you are lucky that you have not received any grievous injuries." She remarked as she finished healing all your wounds. "That should do it. Are you feeling alright? Does it still hurt?" The Dark Priest began wiping away any of the spilled blood. "I must ask though, how did you get a charge all the way in Sonarra? Did someone there or from there ask you for help?"
"Wait a second, you don't happen to be part of that new guild, are you? The one doing all sorts of requests?" The Dark Priest faced you. "There was a gentleman who came from the guild yesterday. He was very, very rude but he did do what has been asked, kind of, so I prepared a reward. Though, it's not a conventional reward of gold but supplies of food."
A Tempest Looms
~@Rune_Alchemist~
"I...I would be fine, if you are suggesting flying to our destination."
"Splendid!" Valerie smiled as she grabbed both your arms and with one flap of her majestic wings, the two of you were in the sky. "We would be much faster this way."
Valerie then began the flight towards Ravager's Rest with you as her sole passenger. "The people of the shrine would always try to reach out to these bandits. You know, with the 'we come in peace' and the 'you are welcome here' stuff." She then sighed. "Unfortunately, Varjan refugees have grown up in an environment of unending violence and distrust and thus responded to our welcoming arms with swords and axes."
The two of you have reached the fort and hovered above it. The stone stronghold was built into the mountain but like your guildhouse, it was also in very poor condition and had clearly seen better days. It was still quite large though, covering enough of the mountain to probably house an army. "We still get through them though." Valerie continued. "But not without sacrifice. I knew a set of Apsara twins who were always ready to jump at the call. Ready to meet those bandits without hesitation. I knew they were going to bite it sooner or later, I just prayed they did so at the same time so one need not face loneliness. Unfortunately, Eros isn't the goddess of Death."
"Anyway, it looks from here that it doesn't seem that--" Valerie was cut off when you both spot a huge fireball shoot from somewhere in the fort towards the two of you. The Valkyrie gasped as she tried to manuever away but the flaming missile detonated and the resulting shockwave temporarily knocked you out.
Once you regain your senses, you may have anticipated pain since being incapacitated in midair would definitely result in a very steep drop. But you did not, you instead find yourself in the arms of Valerie and the two of you were heading to the ground in a much slower speed and a much softer landing. She then quickly dropped you to your feet. "Are you all right? It's a good thing I recovered quickly or else both of us would be in a world of pain."
The neighing and galloping of horses caught your attention and there seem to be an entire group of horsemen heading towards you. There was one who rode ahead and was at spitting distance from you. Before you could react though, the Mounted Brigand leapt from his horse and landed on top of you.
His hands immediately went to wringing your neck. You could tell he was strong but maybe not stronger than a monster.
Herbal Medicine
~@13org (FYR)~
You dispatch the pea-shooting plants with single arrows but more of them just keep sprouting. Still, you kept fighting and dodging the pea projectiles and still, they kept firing large peas at you.
But then you felt the ground rumble a bit and you see, over at the distance that a huge corn on the cob on a wagon has arrived. Then, multiple new plants arose from the ground around the yellow crop. These were not the peashooters you were fighting earlier but they appeared to be watermelons hurling other watermelons like a catapult. The cob then pointed upward and it was clear to you that it was going to launch its corn at you.
Judging from the size of it, you were unlikely to evade the corny impact. You had to stop it before it fires. However, the melon catapults surrounding it appear to be protecting the corn on the cob. Besides lobbing huge watermelons at you, you see that their eyes were watching cautiously at your next move. You need to take them out to dispatch the huge corn on the cob.
But to do that, you may give the cob ample time to launch at you. But on the other hand, ignoring the watermelons may let them exploit an opening and overwhelm you. What shall you do?
Laying The Foundations
~@The Irish Tree~
"Um...Why are you so interested in Male Monsters anyways? And aside from that, do you um...have any siblings?"
The Dwarf was incredulous at your first question. "Hoh, well why shouldn't I? You're a bloody male monster! That's never happened ever since the current Demon Lord took ovah!" He answered before finishing his mug. "All the monsters turned female and all their children were female monsters. To have a male born from a monster is literally the main objective the Demon Lord has. You're a miracle, lad!"
"Well, anyway..." The Dwarf cleared his throat before moving to your second question. "I have one brother. He's... he's not with us anymore." He gripped his mug as he stared at the floor. "Bloody damn Varjans and their bloody damn Queen... And bloody damn Order for siding with 'em. Traitorous scum, all of 'em." The Dwarf realized that he had just derailed the topic. "Ahh, sorry 'bout that lad. I suppose it's too soon for me."
He then sighed. "Welp, I guess that's enough time for mucking about. Time to get back to work. Got to show the lads that I don't just bark orders 'round here." He said before getting off his seat. Spotting that you had barely drank from your mug of ale, the Dwarf looked at you. "Are you gonna finish that?"
-----
The rest of the day was uneventful but you did see the gradual transformation of the dilapidated guild building into a functioning hall suitable for adventurers such as yourself. By nighttime, the Dwarves were almost done. What you see was a structure made good as new though its overall aesthetic was changed into something Dwarvish. The walls and foundations were dominated by stone instead of wood. Even the staircase that led to the second floor was stone, its wooden predecessor replaced. The insides were lit with bright torches and the windows only had curtains to close it, no glass.
While you were outside, a familiar, gentlemanly figure appeared.
~@13org (BST)~
Aragahst sighed. "You talk too much, magician." He remarked before picking up the floating card in front of him. "However, your outlook in life is... compatible with Lord Joshua's personal circle. You say you are a pursuer of knowledge and secrets, yes? I see. I shall recommend you to my lord. I'm sure he will find you... Hmm, I really can't say. His Majesty is a fickle one if I am to be honest. Especially if his sister is around. Regardless, I expect you to come when you are called?"
-----
It was nighttime when you reach the guild but once you got there, you see not the old, decaying structure but a new, refurbished building made good as new though its overall aesthetic was changed into something Dwarvish. The walls and foundations were dominated by stone instead of wood. Even the staircase that led to the second floor was stone, its wooden predecessor replaced. The insides were lit with bright torches and the windows only had curtains to close it, no glass.
You first come upon a familiar and large figure.
~@13org (BST), @The Irish Tree~
"Oh! So these where you were." Bart greeted both Bast and Magnus. First he turned to Bast. "Hey Bast. I don't recall you returning to the guild yesterday. What happened?" He asked with a worried look.
"But anyway, the Dwarves are almost finished. Well, finished actually and just putting on the last touches. Anyway, what they've done is this..." Bart then explained the building's features.
The left hall of the first floor was the dining area for the guild. The northern half was the kitchen while the southern half was the dining room. Meanwhile, the southern half of the right hall was the lounge where the guild members can hang out and maybe read some books stored in the bookshelf there. The northern half was a large bathing room with toilets included. The furnace that was in the north area of the first floor was divided into the armory on the left side and training room on the right.
Bart continued that the second floor would be where the guild's quarters were. It was divided by twelve, six on each side. Meanwhile, Bart also had the Dwarves build a stables left of the building itself. The horses the guild currently has were already stationed there.
"So guys. What do you say? Do you have any complaints? Because this is our last chance to have anything changed."
Sure. PM me the details of your Gray Garden RP.
You wanna do a 1×1?
Here's a free update since I have time today. Also, if you have any friends or know anyone that would enjoy this RP, you are free to invite them~!
EDIT:
@GoddessOfNature
Forgot to include you but I fixed it. Get to posting!
EDIT x2:
I changed the name of Freyr's quest to something better-suiting.
EDIT:
@GoddessOfNature
Forgot to include you but I fixed it. Get to posting!
EDIT x2:
I changed the name of Freyr's quest to something better-suiting.
~@Silver Carrot~
You find out that the Dark Priest did not live in a house. Rather, she occupied the port's local church. It was a large structure that appeared to be visible from any point in Boreal Port. It appeared holy like those of The Order but it was doubtful that it belonged to them as the coastal town was definitely accepting of monsters judging from how you have seen some monsters obviously among the population.
Your knock on its wooden doors were immediately answered. "Hello. May I help you?" The person who responded was a woman wearing saintly-looking attire. However, her clothes were dark and purple in color. You see a purple tail extending from her backside wrapped in chains and her ears were pointed. It was obvious this woman was not human but her presence in the church's vicinity was quite ironic. Or fitting, depending on the viewpoint.
She gasped upon spotting your wounds. "You are hurt! Please, come inside! Let me treat your wounds before they grow worse!" She led you inside the building and set you upon one of the pews. Looking around, you see that the inside of the church appeared to be undergoing a makeover. Half of the imagery present was still of The Order while the other half were dedicated to the more obscene sides of life. There were already feminine idols of purple or pink color posing lewdly, clearly intent to rile the lust of men.
The Dark Priest examined the fresh wounds that you have received from your encounter with the Varjans. "I knew learning healing spells would help me in the long run." She said before placing her open palms near your injuries. With a quiet utter of a spell, her hands glowed green and you immediately began feeling better. The wounds closed up and the Dark Priest moved on to the other injured parts of your body.
"Where did you go and what have you been doing, Miss Centaur?" The Dark Priest asked as she healed you. "Did you go to the Varjan lands or some Order territories or something?"
Laying The Foundations
~@The Irish Tree~
"Oh, so the mystery for the ages then?" The Dwarf replied. "Interesting. How about any siblings or any friends back home? Did one o' them get lucky too or is it just you?"
"That reminds me, one of me Scouts said that there's also a bunny man 'round here. Another male monster." The Dwarf began talking about Freyr. "You two know each other? You know, back before this guild o' yours started?" He asked, taking another swig from his mug. "I think it's kind o' weird that two male monsters would show up here together. Is it just a coincidence?"
"Also, don't let this be a one-sided conversation. Don't be scared to ask me questions. I don't bite. That would be my grandfather, Borin Stiffbeard."
A Tempest Looms
~@Rune_Alchemist~
"Well... it's not exactly guard duty. It's more like a reconnaissance mission but you will be guarding me. Or at least, providing backup when things go south." Valerie began as the two of you reach the other end of the town. "And don't worry about The Order, I'll handle that. Besides, they're not here today and even if they were, I doubt they could tell you're a monster"
"I'm not sure if you know this but this Shrine Town always had problems with raiding from bandits. Let me explain..." Valerie stretched her white-plumed wings and gave it one light flap. "You see, Varjo is... not a great place to live. A lot of people there dream of escaping unless they're planning to overthrow their oppressors. The former option is more practical and less likely to fail than the latter, especially with large enough numbers." She explained. "Once enough people have gathered to punch a hole through the Varjan main army, they usually make for the mountains we are headed to and take shelter in a fort there."
"Ravagers' Rest its name is. It was previously Railuc's Rest but as you can see, it changed to better describe its usual occupants." Valerie then looked towards the snow-capped mountain in the far distance. "From there, they then conduct raids for supplies. With the shrine as its usual target."
"There's a new group of Varjan refugees in the fort. We're taking a look at who they are, how large they are or if they're willing to talk." Valerie then sighed from her long briefing. "I don't suppose you have a fast, quick solution to this mess, do you? Anyway, are you alright with flying?"
~@GoddessOfNature~
You left the guild for a while to attend to some matter likely concerning the forest. But you returned, ultimately, to service the fledgling guild.
Upon returning, you noticed that the building was being repaired by a team of Dwarves, the non-monstrous kind. You spot an orange-haired man outside, supervising the reconstruction of the guild's home. Your prank-victims told you about him, he was the guildmaster Bartholomew Barker. You have not properly introduced yourself to him and so he likely did not know you much.
He spotted you and waved at you. "Hey there!" He greeted you as he approached. "Hey, I recognize you. You came with Magnus and Freyr right? The two of them are on requests right now so they probably won't be back until nighttime."
"May I know what you are doing here? And may I know your name as well?"
You find out that the Dark Priest did not live in a house. Rather, she occupied the port's local church. It was a large structure that appeared to be visible from any point in Boreal Port. It appeared holy like those of The Order but it was doubtful that it belonged to them as the coastal town was definitely accepting of monsters judging from how you have seen some monsters obviously among the population.
Your knock on its wooden doors were immediately answered. "Hello. May I help you?" The person who responded was a woman wearing saintly-looking attire. However, her clothes were dark and purple in color. You see a purple tail extending from her backside wrapped in chains and her ears were pointed. It was obvious this woman was not human but her presence in the church's vicinity was quite ironic. Or fitting, depending on the viewpoint.
She gasped upon spotting your wounds. "You are hurt! Please, come inside! Let me treat your wounds before they grow worse!" She led you inside the building and set you upon one of the pews. Looking around, you see that the inside of the church appeared to be undergoing a makeover. Half of the imagery present was still of The Order while the other half were dedicated to the more obscene sides of life. There were already feminine idols of purple or pink color posing lewdly, clearly intent to rile the lust of men.
The Dark Priest examined the fresh wounds that you have received from your encounter with the Varjans. "I knew learning healing spells would help me in the long run." She said before placing her open palms near your injuries. With a quiet utter of a spell, her hands glowed green and you immediately began feeling better. The wounds closed up and the Dark Priest moved on to the other injured parts of your body.
"Where did you go and what have you been doing, Miss Centaur?" The Dark Priest asked as she healed you. "Did you go to the Varjan lands or some Order territories or something?"
Laying The Foundations
~@The Irish Tree~
"Well...I really don't have a clue. I-I mean...I was just born, you know? Maybe I'm a one in a billion chance of happening, or maybe my parents did something special, but...I really don't know. Sorry."
"Oh, so the mystery for the ages then?" The Dwarf replied. "Interesting. How about any siblings or any friends back home? Did one o' them get lucky too or is it just you?"
"That reminds me, one of me Scouts said that there's also a bunny man 'round here. Another male monster." The Dwarf began talking about Freyr. "You two know each other? You know, back before this guild o' yours started?" He asked, taking another swig from his mug. "I think it's kind o' weird that two male monsters would show up here together. Is it just a coincidence?"
"Also, don't let this be a one-sided conversation. Don't be scared to ask me questions. I don't bite. That would be my grandfather, Borin Stiffbeard."
A Tempest Looms
~@Rune_Alchemist~
"I am Arletta Dupain. A pleasure to meet you. I must say, I've never been in a place dedicated to Eros before...it's quite lovely here. The request said something about Guard duty? I've been in my fair share of scuffles, and have been on guard duty before. Regardless, I will try not to cause too much of a ruckus with me being here. I would be remiss to cause trouble with the Order."
"Well... it's not exactly guard duty. It's more like a reconnaissance mission but you will be guarding me. Or at least, providing backup when things go south." Valerie began as the two of you reach the other end of the town. "And don't worry about The Order, I'll handle that. Besides, they're not here today and even if they were, I doubt they could tell you're a monster"
"I'm not sure if you know this but this Shrine Town always had problems with raiding from bandits. Let me explain..." Valerie stretched her white-plumed wings and gave it one light flap. "You see, Varjo is... not a great place to live. A lot of people there dream of escaping unless they're planning to overthrow their oppressors. The former option is more practical and less likely to fail than the latter, especially with large enough numbers." She explained. "Once enough people have gathered to punch a hole through the Varjan main army, they usually make for the mountains we are headed to and take shelter in a fort there."
"Ravagers' Rest its name is. It was previously Railuc's Rest but as you can see, it changed to better describe its usual occupants." Valerie then looked towards the snow-capped mountain in the far distance. "From there, they then conduct raids for supplies. With the shrine as its usual target."
"There's a new group of Varjan refugees in the fort. We're taking a look at who they are, how large they are or if they're willing to talk." Valerie then sighed from her long briefing. "I don't suppose you have a fast, quick solution to this mess, do you? Anyway, are you alright with flying?"
~@GoddessOfNature~
You left the guild for a while to attend to some matter likely concerning the forest. But you returned, ultimately, to service the fledgling guild.
Upon returning, you noticed that the building was being repaired by a team of Dwarves, the non-monstrous kind. You spot an orange-haired man outside, supervising the reconstruction of the guild's home. Your prank-victims told you about him, he was the guildmaster Bartholomew Barker. You have not properly introduced yourself to him and so he likely did not know you much.
He spotted you and waved at you. "Hey there!" He greeted you as he approached. "Hey, I recognize you. You came with Magnus and Freyr right? The two of them are on requests right now so they probably won't be back until nighttime."
"May I know what you are doing here? And may I know your name as well?"
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