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Yang Bethlehem

@PaulHaynek @Silver Carrot ELD

Yang clapped the back of Neil in a more assured manner and softened her smile, perhaps her approach was too direct for him.

"Alright then, but if you have any problem. You can just see me, alright? I'll do my best to help you." Yang pointed a thumb to herself and bid him farewell with a nod.

Alright. She gave herself a light slap on both her cheeks to psyche herself up and look at the quest available, she saw one that drew her attention that concerns a woman, a church or temple of sort, and help. Her mind immediately went for the more super natural things, youkais and spirits are prominent in her land but they usually aren't malicious. Usually.

Well, I always wonder if chanting sutras works against foreign ghost since they probably won't understand it. Yang grinned at that as she cracked her neck and poked at the quest board, her fingers pierced the paper at the side to indicate that she was on it.

With that, Yang moved swiftly for the exit. Her path briefly coinciding with Neil, Eilidh and the new hand crushing rock boy. She smirked at that feat, she can probably rivaled that easily.

But he did it without much strain, so he'll make some good sparring partner at least for strength training.

"Alright, Neil. See you later, you too Eilidh." She tapped his back, bowed to the centaur and waved to the hob-goblin boy, unaware that it was a male monster and thought it was a child with a mask.

She looked towards the gentle blue skies and continued onwards to her quest, stretched her arms and begin her journey to Pravar.

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Ditzy Stoneclub.


@Silver Carrot ELD @PaulHaynek

Ditzy saw someone approached from the side and he conversed with the centaur lady for moment before he looked at him. He brightened when he did as Neil explained to him what he could do for the day.

"I can work!" He eagerly said to him, so much things to do but he wanted to stick around the centaur lady for now if possible.

"Can I follow you?" Ditzy asked innocently to her, so far she seems like a nice person and he wants to help her. "I'm strong to lift plenty of things!"

@Dealdric

Ditzy slowly turned away from the centaur after a moment when he felt something familiar touched from behind, he saw the female lizard talking to him.

His mind processed her words, mind wondering what she meant as he tried to piece everything.

Floor? I broke it? He turned to look at the floor as he wondered what happened to it, it seemed fine as he hadn't damaged it. His initial fall hadn't damaged it and all Ditzy did was crush the rocks in his hands, he was sure that it didn't damage the floor since he turned it into dust like what he do for his dad.

Maybe she meant in the future, he was clumsy after all. It was probably bad that if she has to cover the floor, dad often scold him too when he accidentally pushed or let something go from his hand hit the ground.

"O-kay!" Ditzy replied slowly and nodded a few times at her words.
@Silver Carrot Eilidh

Ditzy Stoneclub

Ditzy tilted his head to the side from the numerous and different reaction from everyone, he had his smile but he did felt a bit deflated when all of them didn't really seemed to care much.

I suppose dad was right, crushing stones isn't that hard.

At the corner of his eyes, Ditzy looked upwards when he saw a shadow over him and was met with a centaur.

He gawked in awe and curiosity, Ditzy had never seen a centaur before. To see one for real was a great experience for him, more so when she was perhaps the only one that talked to him afterwards.

"Thank you, Ei-lidh C-Chi-ron." Ditzy said slowly and bowed to her, his mind catching up slowly after her introduction to him. He extended his hand towards her for a handshake excitedly, one that his father taught him when he meet with others, and gave her the biggest smile to her. "Let's be friends!"

Oh, I should be careful. Ditzy remembered after his offer of handshake, he didn't wanted to squeeze to hard on Eilidh hands. More so when she had just witnessed him what he can do with his grip.
@PaulHaynek

Yang Bethlehem

Seeing her guild master walked away made her apprehensive and somewhat disappointed in herself, perhaps she should have taken a more stiffer stance against it?

No. She shook her head at that, it would be against her principle if she had simply let innocents suffer while she stood and do nothing.

Still, she can somewhat sympathized with Bart position. They, was his responsibility, and he too had to think about their position. This was supported by the other three of the guild members, to which she nodded towards Neil respectfully. It seemed like he spoke for Bart when he's gone.

"Understood, we shall do our best to abide by it, senior." Yang replied with a hand over fist salute.

With that, Yang retired for the night early.

Before dawn rises, Yang got up early out of habit and exit the guild house momentarily. She brushed her hair aside and did warm up stretches, limbering her entire body up for half an hour before she took a stance.

Got to practice whenever I get the chance. Yang let out a long breathe within the pit of her stomach, oxygen and air filled her as she did slow motions of her martial arts first before increasing its speed. Yang did this constantly as she imagined and shadow box her master, it was only then did she moved seriously and in a flurry of precise but drilled motions of attacks.

She continued on as the dark hours slowly turned into a rising dawn, and she kept practicing until she finally see her shadow clearly.

Morning already? She panted before headed inside, greeting whoever that rose early with a smile and wave. Taking a quick shower to cleanse herself, she emerged from it much more refreshed, dried herself and head downwards.

There, she was greeted with Neil who was posting papers on a board. That was the thing that caught her attention as she moved towards him.

"Are you well?" She approached Neil and asked bluntly as she took a glance to paper he stuck onto the wall briefly before back to him. Yang rested a hand on his shoulder and looked at him with concern closely, her eyes studied his face and body carefully for any outward sickness or illness. "If there's something wrong, there's no need to hide it."

This also gave Neil a close up to Yang and he could feel his arm pressed against her and inadvertently, her bosom as well. Something that Yang was unaware of, more concerned with Neil health as she was raised in a temple and had hundred of others she would call brothers and sisters.

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Ditzy Stoneclub

It was a bright sunny day, one that Ditzy appreciated as he looked at the beautiful sky. His steps slow and awkward as he was so engrossed at the sky he often stumbled a bit in his steps before he regained some his balance.

Ah, stand straight, stand straight. He repeated to himself, stood still and straight like a pole before he laughed childishly to take the next step confidently. The large backpack of his seemed mismatched with a huge punching bag that resembled a the typical goblin huge clubs, strapped at the top of his backpack.

I wonder how the new tribe look like. Ditzy wondered, so engrossed in it and hadn't even noticed that his path was joined by two others until he had reached the gates of the guild.

Oh, pretty. His eyes raised in amazement and curiosity, his eyes looked around until he saw at the sides that there was two other people next to him. He also then saw another orange hair human who stood at the gates greeting them all.

Ditzy didn't react to them first until he smiled at them and did a small wave to them alongside a slow in greetings "Hel-lo."

He took a moment to think as he process what Bart said, the name being called the guild seemed nice. He can remember it easily, same with the short name Bart. He wasn't sure if he can pronounce Bartholomew Barker easily, maybe with practice perhaps?

Oh, he spoke again. Ditzy refocused his attention to Bart, his head tilted to the side as the others moved in first before he realized he should do the same. He walked forward as quickly as he can, or as fast as a hob-goblin could without tripping himself down.

Once he was inside, he marveled at everything. There was just so many colors and things! He also never seen the different monsters and humans all so congregated under one roof. So much so he missed the first person introducing themselves.

"I'm Ditzy Stoneclub!" He said slowly in a excitable manner, and wave a hand to everyone.

The most prominent feature to everyone, was the two horns above his red haired head. One larger than the other which clearly symbolized and show that he was a hob-goblin alongside his height. However, the oddest thing aside from his getup was the fact he was a male monster. Mostly noted as one can see the tone body and arm, the horns and most of all, the lack of the iconic large breast that hob-goblins that famed for.

All in all, Ditzy looked like a male teenager that had dressed up as a hob-goblin. Afterwards, there was an awkward silence as that was all Ditzy said.

Oh yeah, he should also tell them what he can do as well. Ditzy looked around and his gaze went outside, without a word he moved outside the guild house and remembered those scattered small rocks. He picked two up in his hands, just the right size of his palm.

He eagerly went back inside, and stumbled on his feet in his haste. He took one, two steps forward before he tumbled down face first with a loud thud. The backpack adding to the weight of the impact.

"Ow." Ditzy slowly said as he dusted himself before he regained his cheerful demeanor as he held out the two rock in his hand for them to see. "I can do this!"

Ditzy hand squeezed around the rock, a strange creaking sounds slowly resound even as Ditzy hand shook with the rock.

Slowly, the rock had a small crack and akin to a dish falling to the floor, simply cracked open like eggs. Small specks of the rock now reduced to stone sizes and flew apart. Demonstrating the strength needed to do so.

But Ditzy was not done, unbeknownst to them as he continued smiling and grinding sound followed as those stones grounded against each other with his hand movement.

Like a hammer against stones,it was now crushed as flakes escaped between his fingers and reduced to small peddles now.

That's when Ditzy brought both hands together forcefully into a slap and rubbed it vigorously back and forth with enough strength that it would have normal human hands bled, for Ditzy however, all it did was created more dust from his hands.

After a moment more, he finally stopped and reveal his hands. It was white and chalky, the rocks in his hands no more and only powder was left. Plastered on Ditzy face was his biggest smile as he proudly said. "I can make powder for mortar!"

@Dealdric@PaulHaynek@Eviledd1984@The Irish Tree@Kyun@Silver Carrot@13org

Yang Bethlehem

"Oh, and I think the idea of having a 'training grounds' and somewhere to store our horses is a superb one! I see we continue to have more and more newcomers here. So many new faces! And some pretty ones at that!" Bast said, looking to the blonde girl with a laugh.


"Haha, thank you but I'm not that pretty." Yang took the compliment with a smile as she rubbed the back of her head.

"Oh... I'm just... thinking about a few things... Nothing serious." Freyr said, immediately changing his expression to the usual smile he had on his face, hiding his troubled expression.


"What's wrong?" Yang asked to the were-rabbit, she then gave an assured smile to her with a thumbs-up. "Is it a love problem?"

"No worries! I'm totally qualified to talk about love problems! I had lesson on it by my master and seniors." Yang said confidently and winked at her, unaware that Freyr was a female instead of a male.

"Ah, that's good, Yang. Oh, before I forget." Bart then announced to everyone on the table. "Everyone! Meet Yang Bethlehem. She was the member that I wrote to to help out. Yang, why don't you introduce yourself to everyone else and maybe a thing or two about you?"


"Yes." She said to Bart, stood up, bowed and introduced herself to the entire guild in a more formal stance. "I'm Yang Bethlehem, disciple of the white tiger temple from the far east and will be part of this guild. It's a great pleasure to be under your wings and guidance."

"Hmm ...But still..." Bart was unsure of Neil's plan. "What do you guys think?"


Yang patiently listened to the conversation, waited for others to voice their opinions first before she voiced hers.

"I'm fine with aiding them but rotating out, however I, as the outsider, will say that Varjo and its soldiers are not pushovers. Perhaps its best we aid them when it's truly necessary and in larger numbers, otherwise, its best we keep to the sides covertly."

Yang Bethlehem

@Zaphander

"Hey now, no need to be so focused." Yang smiled as she approached the huge hunk of armor, her hands tapped the side of the armor lightly.

Huh? Yang eyes raised one of her brows when she felt and heard the sound. Its hollow?

"Ah, well." Yang shrugged as she moved quickly away from the armor in response to her reaction. Ignoring the anomaly for now, as it is, it was completely none of her business. "Come on, let's head home."

Yang took a more relaxed approached as she walked with both of her hand behind her back, almost a carefree style as she followed Magnus lead.

@Silver Carrot

The whole trip was rather quiet, which was good as she was able to enjoy the sights. She had missed plenty of it.

Hearing Rebecca story made her interested in the local culture and religion, she was completely in loss with how different the people here are.

"So how did it all happen,? If you don't mind me asking? The whole being used to be part of the pravarian order and then not." Yang asked bluntly while being polite to while away the time.

She doesn't understand, her monastery never preached the killing of those different than them. While conflict was here and there, it was never on the scale of what she saw here. At least, one that concerns the races simply because they're different.

@PaulHaynek@13org@Eviledd1984@The Irish Tree

Whatever she answered, Yang listened intently until they reached the guild. Once there, she was marveled by the sheer diversity of people that was under the roof.

She can see a moth monster girl, one that look vaguely similar to those dragon priestess. Though rather than a lower snake half, she had legs.

It didn't end there as she saw another monster girl, one that had rabbit ears as well! She wondered if she could touched it.

Then there's the other who had the lower half of a horse, she heard of those centaurs before but never seen one in the flesh. She smiled, it felt like being back at her country.

When the guildmaster who requested finally asked how they went, Yang stood up, performed a hand over fist greeting, and bowed to Bart.

"Guildmaster Bartholomew, I've completed the request you've asked of me. It was a success, despite some unexpected complications. Sir Emilio is well and alive." She reported formally to him.

@PaulHaynek@The Irish Tree@Silver Carrot@Zaphander

Yang bowed her head in response to Emilio words of gratitude and offer of friendship to the people of Sonarran, the addition of request and help was also welcome.

"And we will do our best to fulfill your request." She said with a smile and waved farewell to the pair, her heart was elated with finishing her first ever request.

With that, she stretched her arm and grunted satisfyingly. From her arm and then legs, she flicked her short hair backwards with a grin to her new and perhaps, life long friends.

"Sorry for the late introduction, my name is Yang Bethlehem, disciple of the white tiger temple." She introduced herself properly this time and bowed, her elbow and arm in a straight line with her left hand over her right fist. "Please be kind to me, my seniors."

"But with that aside, you don't suppose you can lead me back to the guild house?" She scratched the back of her head sheepishly, she wasn't that well versed with the geography yet. "I hurried as quickly as possible and I'm quite tired."

Being thrown right into combat was also something that burned her stamina, this part of the continent had plenty of people favoring armor and it was also a chore to go through it. They don't make armor that tough from where she came.
@PaulHaynek@Silver Carrot

Yang Bethlehem

Yang didn't hide her laugh when she saw the Varjan champion fell off the wagon, heartily announcing her mirth.

"Hahaha! Lost your footing on that one?! Amateur!" She mocked him with a roar, her attention turned back to the remaining warriors but it seemed unnecessary as her companions was more than capable enough to take them out.

With that done, she let out a relieved sigh. That had went well for her first request from Bart, she thought it would have went rougher with how things quickly devolved but the new timely arrival had saved them.

@Zaphander

She turned to the one that wore plenty of armor and bowed deeply with both hands pressed against each other, similar to how one prayed to gods.

"Thank you, your arrival saved us all." She gave thanks to her in a respectful manner despite her foreign accent that clashed with her appearance and clothing. "It would have been most...terrible if you had not intervened.

Yang returned her attention back to the person she was requested to rescue, Emilio. His attitude was certainly boisterous and that got a little chuckle from her.

"I'm Yang Bethlehem, but I'm not a new fighter for Sonarra but on behalf of Bart's request for aid in this quest." She replied politely before she heard the comment on the person called Magnus.

@The Irish Tree

"Yes, sir Magnus, tell him more about me and our passionate tale." Yang teased Magnus good-heartedly with cheeky grin as she leaned to his side and jabbed his ribs gently with her elbow much to his chagrin.

She eased up her teasing on Magnus and decided to clarify the situation with Emilio. "Excuse me but allow me to clarify. This is actually my first time meeting Bart's guild members, speaking of which, has he decided on the name yet?"

Yang Bethelehem

Yang quickly grabbed and hauled herself into the cage, it's really the worst idea but its better than their current situation.

The Varjans seemed determined to not let them make their getaway as they climbed aboard as well, the champion at the top as he begin to stabbed them. In addition, it was a frantic problem as two others had begun to try to open the door.

She grinned, more out of habit as her blood pumped faster and adrenaline flowed.

"You take care of the doors, I'll take care of the big guy!" She said quickly as she crossed her arms behind her back, an act that seemed suicidal even as she looked at the champion above them.

"Hey now! Why so serious! Let's play a bit!" Yang taunted as she dared to stand up closer upwards, almost offering herself to be stabbed.

The moment the blade came down, she made minimal movement as she dodged it with a hair's breathe. Her eyes reflected in the sword as her feet made small circular movements and turns.

Even as the champion darted his sword to create a quick slash, it was hampered by the cage design as it limited his sword movement and power. In addition, Yang also made a point to stand right under him.

"Come on! Come on! A little bit closer! Oops, nearly got me that time!" She playfully said.

It was a chaotic moment but Yang danced, no wasted movement, no hesitation even as the blade came so close to hitting her. The sword did nicked her clothing but it never touched skin, all the while the biggest smile was plastered on her face.

It's like Master old training! Yang thought as the blade descended again and again, her senses honed to its limit as she is perceiving not only the blade movement but the Varjan entire body as well. Her being under him gave her a perfect view of his next move.

@Silver Carrot @PaulHaynek @The Irish Tree @Zaphander
Yang Bethelehem

Yang smiled even as she dispatched the Varjan warriors too taken by her taunts, charging right into their zone of defence. Despite that, a loud command by their champion interrupted them.

She turned towards Magnus and frowned when she saw the blade at his neck, her eyes turned to her companion who had tossed her weapon aside.

"What a bother." Yang unrolled her prayers beads, slackened them back to normal length and tossed them to the floor. She stretched her neck to sides and relaxed herself. "Sorry, my bad for assigning you to him."

Come to think of it, she was more suited for handling tough opponents in a one on one scenario rather than the big buy who can keep people away. Her master was indeed correct even as she was tinged in regret, she realized that she still had a lot more to learn.

Even as she struggled to figure a way to get out the situation, some swords flew down and interrupted her thoughts as it hit the warriors and champion.

She didn't hesitate as she saw an opening, her foot slid on her prayer beads that she had tossed down and flung it with her feet towards the champion sword. It wouldn't knock the sword from his hand but it was enough to get the sword away from Magnus neck for a moment enough that can move away from it.

In tandem, she moved towards the remnants of the Varjan warriors and resumed her assault with her bare hands. She feinted going high before her leg swept low, send one of the varjan in the air before she fell on top of him with a brutal axe kick to his helmet.

The ground cushioned his fall but the kick was more than sufficient to knock him down for good.

How many more? She looked towards the situation.

@Silver Carrot@Zaphander@PaulHaynek@The Irish Tree

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