Well, there's the odd hob-goblin.
But yeah, sorry all on my side, I'll reply on Friday. Works been getting a bit rough.
But yeah, sorry all on my side, I'll reply on Friday. Works been getting a bit rough.
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Its the timing, I suppose and it being right after the trailer, it being bowser and the art does a great job in keeping it IC.
It then ballooned to beyond anything anyone had conceived of, considering that there's even an event dedicated for her in Japan soon IIRC.
It then ballooned to beyond anything anyone had conceived of, considering that there's even an event dedicated for her in Japan soon IIRC.
@The Irish Tree@ShwiggityShwah@PaulHaynek
Yang Bethlehem
Yang yelped a bit when she was carried by Magnus before given a piggyback ride, she was too shocked to say anything for a moment but she smiled after a bit.
"Thanks." Yang tightened her hold around him and rest her face on his back. It was nostalgic, to say the least since the last she was given a ride like this was by her master when she was a child.
Much to her surprise, Magnus had carried her and ran at a constant pace without breaking at all until they're at the guild house. She herself probably was only capable of maybe half-distance of what Magnus ran. She was once again amazed at how wide the world was, she had never thought such a feat was possible.
I need to focus more on my training.
"Take a breather." Yang waited for Magnus to recompose himself and they stepped in. She greeted master Bart with a bow as she prepared herself mentally for their report.
Her eyes, however, fell on a small monster girl that looked like an owl if her guess was spot on. She wondered if this was a new addition to their guild. Hearing master Bart introduced them to each other, she raised one of her brows for a moment.
Him? She wondered if master Bart made a mistake in addressing the latter, but then again, it wasn't like her mastery of the language was perfect. Yang put it aside when the newcomer made her introduction.
"Nice to meet you, Ozmodius Skyway." She bowed her head and brought her hands together respectfully to Ozmodius, her accent clearly indicating that it was of foreign origin, similar to those from the eastern lands. "I'm Yang Bethlehem, disciple of the White Tiger temple."
She didn't know what exactly the second part meant but the way she carries herself reminds her of those Hakutaku, beastmen scholars. Perhaps she was one?
Ah well. Yang pushed those thoughts away, it wasn't her business to delve deeper.
Then when Bart ask for a report, the moment she dreaded arrived. She sighed and was about to speak up before Magnus spoke out first.
"Our client machine failed mid-way in flight." She said but tightened her fist at that before lowering her shoulders. "It was my fault, I, once again take full responsibility on the matter."
At this rate, she won't be surprised if master Bart asked her to split open her stomach as a punishment.
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Ditzy Stoneclub
@13org@AzureKnight
Ditzy looked upwards at Saburo, his interest rose as he saw the man sword. He had never seen that one before, it was so different from the usual swords he had seen.
When Saburo asked his question, Nagare opted to answered in between the time it took Ditzy to formulate his answer. A moment passed but he replied to Saburo, he had seen it briefly from afar but they looked very different.
"Freyr said your arrows looked good, and he wants to compare Vieran arrow to yours!" He answered truthfully and innocently with a wide smile before he tilted his head sideways. "And papa said stealing is bad, so Ditzy won't steal."
He also wondered how one steal style, perhaps Saburo meant the way the arrow dress up? But arrows don't dress up, do they?
"But you look strong, why make arrows? Ditzy don't understand." Ditzy then pointed to the longsword behind him, he was curious to know why. He didn't look like a smith or Fletcher from appearance. Then a moment of inspirtation struck him as he figured an answer to his own question.
"Oh, it's fun, right?" Ditzy said.
Making stuff was fun, he recalls his father face each time makes a drawer or cupboard for them to sell. He always had a big smile on his face and often proud of it, at least, until Ditzy accidentally damaged it.
Yang Bethlehem
Yang yelped a bit when she was carried by Magnus before given a piggyback ride, she was too shocked to say anything for a moment but she smiled after a bit.
"Thanks." Yang tightened her hold around him and rest her face on his back. It was nostalgic, to say the least since the last she was given a ride like this was by her master when she was a child.
Much to her surprise, Magnus had carried her and ran at a constant pace without breaking at all until they're at the guild house. She herself probably was only capable of maybe half-distance of what Magnus ran. She was once again amazed at how wide the world was, she had never thought such a feat was possible.
I need to focus more on my training.
"Take a breather." Yang waited for Magnus to recompose himself and they stepped in. She greeted master Bart with a bow as she prepared herself mentally for their report.
Her eyes, however, fell on a small monster girl that looked like an owl if her guess was spot on. She wondered if this was a new addition to their guild. Hearing master Bart introduced them to each other, she raised one of her brows for a moment.
Him? She wondered if master Bart made a mistake in addressing the latter, but then again, it wasn't like her mastery of the language was perfect. Yang put it aside when the newcomer made her introduction.
"Nice to meet you, Ozmodius Skyway." She bowed her head and brought her hands together respectfully to Ozmodius, her accent clearly indicating that it was of foreign origin, similar to those from the eastern lands. "I'm Yang Bethlehem, disciple of the White Tiger temple."
She didn't know what exactly the second part meant but the way she carries herself reminds her of those Hakutaku, beastmen scholars. Perhaps she was one?
Ah well. Yang pushed those thoughts away, it wasn't her business to delve deeper.
Then when Bart ask for a report, the moment she dreaded arrived. She sighed and was about to speak up before Magnus spoke out first.
"Our client machine failed mid-way in flight." She said but tightened her fist at that before lowering her shoulders. "It was my fault, I, once again take full responsibility on the matter."
At this rate, she won't be surprised if master Bart asked her to split open her stomach as a punishment.
---
Ditzy Stoneclub
@13org@AzureKnight
Ditzy looked upwards at Saburo, his interest rose as he saw the man sword. He had never seen that one before, it was so different from the usual swords he had seen.
When Saburo asked his question, Nagare opted to answered in between the time it took Ditzy to formulate his answer. A moment passed but he replied to Saburo, he had seen it briefly from afar but they looked very different.
"Freyr said your arrows looked good, and he wants to compare Vieran arrow to yours!" He answered truthfully and innocently with a wide smile before he tilted his head sideways. "And papa said stealing is bad, so Ditzy won't steal."
He also wondered how one steal style, perhaps Saburo meant the way the arrow dress up? But arrows don't dress up, do they?
"But you look strong, why make arrows? Ditzy don't understand." Ditzy then pointed to the longsword behind him, he was curious to know why. He didn't look like a smith or Fletcher from appearance. Then a moment of inspirtation struck him as he figured an answer to his own question.
"Oh, it's fun, right?" Ditzy said.
Making stuff was fun, he recalls his father face each time makes a drawer or cupboard for them to sell. He always had a big smile on his face and often proud of it, at least, until Ditzy accidentally damaged it.
@The Irish Tree
Yang Bethlehem
Yang looked at the larger boy and bit her lower mouth at his apologies before she forced herself to relaxed and gave him a reassuring smile.
"It's fine, no need to worry about me so much." She reassured Magnus with a hand on his shoulders, and then gently pulling him to her level closer. Magnus would find that despite Yang smaller stature, she was no less weaker as he was brought down before Yang's two arms went around his neck.
She then hugged him, and felt a bit ticklish at his hair mane but she ignored that. She gently pat his back like she would to smaller children, one that she had done for at her temple.
"If anything, I should apologized. I could have stopped him, or at least, be more pushy-" Yang voice cracked for a moment under her voice but she clamped it up with all her disciplined before she sniffed once and broke the hug. A forced smile on her face greeted Magnus.
"What's done...is done." She turned away from him as her shoulders sagged. Yang cleared her eyes as she gestured for Magnus to follow her. "Come on, let's go home."
"Besides, we should probably find out the person Ian was referring to. That way, if the flying machine idea is possible, then Mr.Kyle's death wouldn't be in vain." Yang shifted the topic as they head back for the guild.
Her mood was completely down the drain now, she had thought yesterday was bad but today seemed like a kick to her guts while she's down.
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@13org@PaulHaynek
Ditzy Stoneclub
Ditzy nodded alongside Freyr explanation and thinking aloud as he listened to what he said intently. It wasn't long though as the competition soon about to start and Freyr had to leave for his position.
Ditzy cheered at the side, or at least, as much as he can. He hadn't really went to much competition, and often was just stuck understanding the rules.
Archery was more simple though, hit the arrows in the middle! So he didn't need to think too much on the rules.
Then he saw Freyr mouthing something to him, which he tilted his head sideways as he watched what the Freyr said. He tapped his lips in contemplation for a moment, thinking what on Freyr said.
Try to find Abundo and ask him if he is into viagra? Ditzy wondered just why Freyr wanted to do that or who Abundo was.
Slowly though, and after enough repetition, Ditzy slowly pieced things together as Freyr was asking him to ask Saburo if he's interested in Vieran arrows.
He smiled and nodded eagerly at that before turning around to find Saburo. Ditzy soon headed and search for who Saburo is and how does he look like.
Ditzy soon figured it was best if he asked one of the guards, surely they'll tell him who Saburo is, right? With that, he approached one of the eastern looking guards and with an innocent smile to him.
"Excuse me, is mr.Saburo free? I have a question for him." Ditzy started slow as he asked as politely as he can. "I want to ask him more about arrows."
The guard will see Ditzy short stature simply as a teenager, albeit one with horns and dressed weirdly with strap around his chest and short pants that was typical of female goblins.
Yang Bethlehem
Yang looked at the larger boy and bit her lower mouth at his apologies before she forced herself to relaxed and gave him a reassuring smile.
"It's fine, no need to worry about me so much." She reassured Magnus with a hand on his shoulders, and then gently pulling him to her level closer. Magnus would find that despite Yang smaller stature, she was no less weaker as he was brought down before Yang's two arms went around his neck.
She then hugged him, and felt a bit ticklish at his hair mane but she ignored that. She gently pat his back like she would to smaller children, one that she had done for at her temple.
"If anything, I should apologized. I could have stopped him, or at least, be more pushy-" Yang voice cracked for a moment under her voice but she clamped it up with all her disciplined before she sniffed once and broke the hug. A forced smile on her face greeted Magnus.
"What's done...is done." She turned away from him as her shoulders sagged. Yang cleared her eyes as she gestured for Magnus to follow her. "Come on, let's go home."
"Besides, we should probably find out the person Ian was referring to. That way, if the flying machine idea is possible, then Mr.Kyle's death wouldn't be in vain." Yang shifted the topic as they head back for the guild.
Her mood was completely down the drain now, she had thought yesterday was bad but today seemed like a kick to her guts while she's down.
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@13org@PaulHaynek
Ditzy Stoneclub
Ditzy nodded alongside Freyr explanation and thinking aloud as he listened to what he said intently. It wasn't long though as the competition soon about to start and Freyr had to leave for his position.
Ditzy cheered at the side, or at least, as much as he can. He hadn't really went to much competition, and often was just stuck understanding the rules.
Archery was more simple though, hit the arrows in the middle! So he didn't need to think too much on the rules.
Then he saw Freyr mouthing something to him, which he tilted his head sideways as he watched what the Freyr said. He tapped his lips in contemplation for a moment, thinking what on Freyr said.
Try to find Abundo and ask him if he is into viagra? Ditzy wondered just why Freyr wanted to do that or who Abundo was.
Slowly though, and after enough repetition, Ditzy slowly pieced things together as Freyr was asking him to ask Saburo if he's interested in Vieran arrows.
He smiled and nodded eagerly at that before turning around to find Saburo. Ditzy soon headed and search for who Saburo is and how does he look like.
Ditzy soon figured it was best if he asked one of the guards, surely they'll tell him who Saburo is, right? With that, he approached one of the eastern looking guards and with an innocent smile to him.
"Excuse me, is mr.Saburo free? I have a question for him." Ditzy started slow as he asked as politely as he can. "I want to ask him more about arrows."
The guard will see Ditzy short stature simply as a teenager, albeit one with horns and dressed weirdly with strap around his chest and short pants that was typical of female goblins.
I'm partial to Dessert land, but that's just me, I'm fine with the other settings.
@The Irish Tree@PaulHaynek
Yang Bethlehem.
Somehow, the pit of her stomach was still very uncomfortable as she watched the man take off. It looked like it flew for a moment, and it did, majestically soaring through the skies like a bird.
That's when things went wrong, and with Kyle being too far, she could do little aside from dashing forward in vain hopes that she can catch him. Far faster than Magnus, she scaled the cliff downwards easily as one would go down a hill.
Yet, for all her might, she can do little save to see the contraption crash and with its occupant.
When arrived at the site, her face soured as there was little to be done. All mood and exhaustion gripped her heart, she felt like bursting into tears.
That's when Magnus, her other companion swept in and cried. She immediately felt her heart hardened at that, she brushed her eyes and forming tears away before she gently place a hand on Magnus shoulder.
"Don't cry, not just yet. There's still things to be done." Yang assured as she looked at the body. "There'll be time to mourn for him."
"Take care of the body, I'll make sure he gets the proper burial." Yang quietly said, there was little she can do aside from that. If she started to bawl and break down, who'll help Magnus or bury Kyle?
Heavy mind, but she forced it aside to focus as she headed for the town and hoped that they'll handle the burial. Her legs enhanced, and she sprinted off like the wind itself.
God, this is such a bad day. She thought offhandedly and bitterly remarked.
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Ditzy Stoneclub
Ditzy followed the group as he saw the archery range where the competition will be taking place. Seeing the different assortments and clothing, he cooed like a kid as he observed the clothes design. He never seen those before, and looked a bit complex to him.
It looks like the blonde hair lady. He noted, just a bit more elaborate compared to hers. That line of thought was soon pushed aside as Freyr addressed them and how to get an arrow.
"Hmm, but wouldn't it be too obvious?" Ditzy posed that question as he thought about it.
Still, it wasn't like he had any other better ideas aside from asking nicely. Hmm, maybe they should do that?
"How about we ask him to make us an arrow? Or give us one after winning the competition? I'm sure he'll allow tha if you win!" Ditzy suggested, though he didn't mind following Freyr plan.
Then again, he could always beat them up and take it later when no one's looking but papa would be so mad if he did that from the start.
Which is why, is all else fails, he'll do that last! Just like how Mama taught him!
Yang Bethlehem.
Somehow, the pit of her stomach was still very uncomfortable as she watched the man take off. It looked like it flew for a moment, and it did, majestically soaring through the skies like a bird.
That's when things went wrong, and with Kyle being too far, she could do little aside from dashing forward in vain hopes that she can catch him. Far faster than Magnus, she scaled the cliff downwards easily as one would go down a hill.
Yet, for all her might, she can do little save to see the contraption crash and with its occupant.
When arrived at the site, her face soured as there was little to be done. All mood and exhaustion gripped her heart, she felt like bursting into tears.
That's when Magnus, her other companion swept in and cried. She immediately felt her heart hardened at that, she brushed her eyes and forming tears away before she gently place a hand on Magnus shoulder.
"Don't cry, not just yet. There's still things to be done." Yang assured as she looked at the body. "There'll be time to mourn for him."
"Take care of the body, I'll make sure he gets the proper burial." Yang quietly said, there was little she can do aside from that. If she started to bawl and break down, who'll help Magnus or bury Kyle?
Heavy mind, but she forced it aside to focus as she headed for the town and hoped that they'll handle the burial. Her legs enhanced, and she sprinted off like the wind itself.
God, this is such a bad day. She thought offhandedly and bitterly remarked.
---
Ditzy Stoneclub
Ditzy followed the group as he saw the archery range where the competition will be taking place. Seeing the different assortments and clothing, he cooed like a kid as he observed the clothes design. He never seen those before, and looked a bit complex to him.
It looks like the blonde hair lady. He noted, just a bit more elaborate compared to hers. That line of thought was soon pushed aside as Freyr addressed them and how to get an arrow.
"Hmm, but wouldn't it be too obvious?" Ditzy posed that question as he thought about it.
Still, it wasn't like he had any other better ideas aside from asking nicely. Hmm, maybe they should do that?
"How about we ask him to make us an arrow? Or give us one after winning the competition? I'm sure he'll allow tha if you win!" Ditzy suggested, though he didn't mind following Freyr plan.
Then again, he could always beat them up and take it later when no one's looking but papa would be so mad if he did that from the start.
Which is why, is all else fails, he'll do that last! Just like how Mama taught him!
@The Irish Tree@PaulHaynek
Yang Bethlehem.
"Hey now, I paid some attention." Yang felt a little miffed when master Kyle pointed how little they know about a bird. She had learned various martial arts and forms all based around animals. To mimic them, learn their movement and imitate them into a fighting form, all of it too was a tremendous effort and a lifetime work as well.
She may not know the exact thing but she had learned enough from it. Yang then raised her finger, wagged it up and down for her next point. "For example, did you know if you moved your fingers upwards just before the bird jumped, they can't fly?"
Yang however completely missed the fact that only accomplished masters and exceptional students could do that. She herself however had managed this at a young age and didn't find it odd, the most difficult part she found was finding a bird that would not peck her.
When Magnus eagerly asked her to name the contraption, she tilted her head at that.
"Hmm, you want me to decide on a name?" Yang hummed at that as she closed her eyes and tried to thought of some good names. Though a problem would be she knew most of them in her native tongue and not the current language, she looked at her surroundings for any good reference.
Nothing. She thought harder, and fell back to her one bird she certainly knew.
"Hmm, how about the red-crowned crane?" She listed one of the more famous bird in her nation, it was auspicious and fitted the occasion.
Most of all, they're long-lived. So that'll probably save Kyle. She hoped that the name will give some luck at least. With that, she still got herself readied for anything to happen. Seeing a kite fly it one thing, but seeing something that large and heavy was another.
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@13org@PaulHaynek
Ditzy Stoneclub
Ditzy listened to the couple prattle on, and the most he got was that the two was supremely dedicated to taking trash out.
Then again, Papa did say its a job. He thought off-handed and tried to focus on what they wanted him to do.
They wanted to get some arrows? Weird, didn't they wanted help clearing trash instead? Or maybe the arrows are the trash? It made sense, sometimes not all arrows are good.
When the woman said she had a musuem, curiosity peaked in him. "Oh, can I see your collection?"
Though he didn't understood what's a Zipang is though. He tilted his head at it. "What's a Zipang?"
"Oh, I can help with holding the arrows!" He beamed when he heard Freyr saying he'll join a competition. Thoughts on collecting the trash was nearly gone since he liked seeing games.
Yang Bethlehem.
"Hey now, I paid some attention." Yang felt a little miffed when master Kyle pointed how little they know about a bird. She had learned various martial arts and forms all based around animals. To mimic them, learn their movement and imitate them into a fighting form, all of it too was a tremendous effort and a lifetime work as well.
She may not know the exact thing but she had learned enough from it. Yang then raised her finger, wagged it up and down for her next point. "For example, did you know if you moved your fingers upwards just before the bird jumped, they can't fly?"
Yang however completely missed the fact that only accomplished masters and exceptional students could do that. She herself however had managed this at a young age and didn't find it odd, the most difficult part she found was finding a bird that would not peck her.
When Magnus eagerly asked her to name the contraption, she tilted her head at that.
"Hmm, you want me to decide on a name?" Yang hummed at that as she closed her eyes and tried to thought of some good names. Though a problem would be she knew most of them in her native tongue and not the current language, she looked at her surroundings for any good reference.
Nothing. She thought harder, and fell back to her one bird she certainly knew.
"Hmm, how about the red-crowned crane?" She listed one of the more famous bird in her nation, it was auspicious and fitted the occasion.
Most of all, they're long-lived. So that'll probably save Kyle. She hoped that the name will give some luck at least. With that, she still got herself readied for anything to happen. Seeing a kite fly it one thing, but seeing something that large and heavy was another.
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@13org@PaulHaynek
Ditzy Stoneclub
Ditzy listened to the couple prattle on, and the most he got was that the two was supremely dedicated to taking trash out.
Then again, Papa did say its a job. He thought off-handed and tried to focus on what they wanted him to do.
They wanted to get some arrows? Weird, didn't they wanted help clearing trash instead? Or maybe the arrows are the trash? It made sense, sometimes not all arrows are good.
When the woman said she had a musuem, curiosity peaked in him. "Oh, can I see your collection?"
Though he didn't understood what's a Zipang is though. He tilted his head at it. "What's a Zipang?"
"Oh, I can help with holding the arrows!" He beamed when he heard Freyr saying he'll join a competition. Thoughts on collecting the trash was nearly gone since he liked seeing games.
@PaulHaynek@13org@The Irish Tree@AzureKnight
Sorry, forgot to tag you guys in story.
Been a rough week as well.
Sorry, forgot to tag you guys in story.
Been a rough week as well.
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