Rune_Alchemist

Overlord : Advent of the Gods

~Tania and Lena~

@drewccapp@Spanner@BurningDaisies

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"Besides! I can easily make money seem more valuable to others if money is an issue!" Tania giggled brightly, earning a sharp glare from the Elf.

"But we won't because we're not dishonest traders."

"Right, right, suuuure." This earned a sudden pull on the ear from the elf, causing the pixie to wince slightly.

"Well...anyways, it would be best not to linger here any longer." Lena said, looking over her shoulder in the direction of Whiteside village. "A group of outsiders standing around outside of the village is likely not going to make for a good first impression on these people." She was certain anyways, that they could handle whatever questions the village threw at them. Honesty was the best policy in her opinion - even if she had technically been created with that in mind. Even if the village didn't entirely trust them to start with - deception only would make them seem more suspicious of the truth was found out.

"Right right." Tania sighed. It would appear to everyone else that the small, child-sized fae suddenly lost her wings as she stood next to Lena. "There we go! Should be good. My illusions are the best after all, so no one gonna see through this." She confidently chuckled.

"Mhm. I want no shenanigans from you, Tania. Keep your hands to yourself and please, try not to offend anyone here."

"Jeez, I know how to behave. I just don't because it's not any fun. Like you!" The elf resisted the urge to face palm, and instead turned, leaving towards the mountain village. "Come on, demon face lets go then! You too, Vander, your queen demands haste!" Tania zipped off after Lena, following closely behind the elf as they made their way down the rocky, narrow path towards Whiteside.

The rest of the trip to the village was blessedly short. Lena didn't know what to expect upon entering the cold mountain village, but Rath's description may have been somewhat of an understatement. The cold, rocky village was about as welcoming as Tania was when she was throwing a tantrum or pouting over something. Only a few people milled about outdoors, most of which gave the traveling quartet a few suspicious glances. Thankfully though, no one seemed to bother them out on the streets. For the most part, Tania remained silent, shivering slightly and hurrying the others along. Her illusions might have made her wings vanish from sight, but it didn't mean they still weren't numb from the cold by now.

The lodge itself, was likely one of the more important buildings in the village and fairly easy to find. Large, thick, smoke from the fireplace billowed into the sky, promising some form of warmth within the building. Lena walked up to the building, deciding it would be best if she was the first to enter. The elf pushed open the door, walking inside as the warm air from the large fireplace met her face, a welcome change from the harshness of outdoors. Tania was quick to shove past her, waltzing into the building with little care for who might be inside.

At least she remembered to make herself look like an elf.

Overlord : Advent of the Gods

@GrafRoy Zeppeli

He's in a snowy/cold area, aye? Suppose he might be near Lena, Tania, Vander, and Cain. They're a in cold/mountainous area.

Speeeaking of...I feel like I might go ahead and post with Lena and Tania again,@Spanner@drewccapp to get things moving a bit again if that's alright with you guys.

Digimon: Tamer's Bureau

~Rachel & Kameo~

"A-ah! A...a joke. Yes. yes, of course." Swimmon replied quickly somewhat stiffly. "And ahem, yes...I do hope we can get along." The fish type digimon seemed to be put at ease as it was told this was all just a joke on their part.

"Haven't...eaten today." Rachel replied with a disappointed seeming sigh, blankly staring towards the fish.

"...W-whatever you're thinking I-i am not iiiiit!" Swimmon fluttered back over to Kameo, hovering just slightly above the redheads shoulder as Rachel simply stared at the fish hungrily.

"Aha, yeah, I guess native Hawaiian names and Japanese names sounds a bit similar, don't they?" Kameo laughed with a grin. "Hale's a totally American surname though." She reached over to Swimmon, picking the fish up by a fin and giving it a friendly grin. "Hey hey, I'm pretty sure she's just playin' with ya, Swimmy. Go play with Impmon or somethin'"

Impmon was dealing with a different type of pest, however, and a bit occupied to entertain Swimmon. As soon as Tinkermon landed on his head, the imp digimon grunted lightly in displeasure. It turned its head upwards, frowning slightly as it waved a hand over its head, as if trying to swat away a fly or other pest.

"Dang-nab-bit. Do I look like a free barstool to ya or something?" It asked in mild annoyance. "And you try talking with that human! I tell ya, a rock is more expressive than she is!" Impmon hopped over to Rachel, pointing to the human with its usual slightly annoyed expression. "Look at her." Rachel proceeded to yawn, stretching tiredly before taking a seat on the floor and grabbing Impmon. "Less expressive than a rock!" Of course, the pixie didn't seem too intent on leaving him alone regardless.

in fact, the little pest was being an instigator.

"Nope, nope, I am not having any part of this, nope." Impmon quickly jumped at least five feet away from Rachel before she could make any attempt to do whatever it is she normally did to him after he tried messing with her. Rachel herself, turned to stare directly at Tinkermon.

"Eeeh?" Kameo's gaze immediately turned towards the three of them. "Ah! Sleepy face." At this Rachel gave her a deadpan expression, tilting her head to the side slightly. "Rachel's your name, right! You...kinda don't have much presence so I totally forgot you were there. Soooory~" She laughed, hopping over to the girl, seemingly paying no attention to Tinkermon at all. "Here's Kameo!~" Before Rachel could make a swift exit, Kameo had already wrapped her arms around the girl with a light hug. Rachel simply kept her usual half asleep expression as her face was smooshed right into Kameo's chest.

"There, hug for everyone!" Kameo laughed brightly, releasing the sleepy girl. Rachel simply took a few steps away from the energetic redhead, giving her a somewhat sleepy smile before turning back to tinkermon, the sleepy smile turning into a frown as her eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly.

"...bug net?" She made a motion, as if she was holding an invisible net with one hand and with the other she made the motion of spraying something. "...bug spray?"

The Grand Arcanium (An Isolated DnD wizard school rp, new roleplayers welcome)

@Legion02

pfft.

Isil's not a dainty little elf that frolicks through fields of flowers.

Anyways, you up for a potential collab with me and @hagroden? Just to help with dialogue flow and stuff a bit. If not, that's fine and all, figured I'd ask.

The Grand Arcanium (An Isolated DnD wizard school rp, new roleplayers welcome)

And one more post with Isil.

So! Anyone want to have dinner with the elf and possibly her slave 'bodyguard'?

The Grand Arcanium (An Isolated DnD wizard school rp, new roleplayers welcome)

Isilfarrel Mornelis

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"A-ah, yes, it was a pleasure to make your acquaintance Garanin. Good luck in your studies and if you need any help with anything, I would be happy to lend my assistance!" She called after the dwarf. Well, no, she probably wouldn't like being in his presence any longer than she needed too. From his entire mannerisms he was completely crude and had zero class whatsoever. Still, that was no reason to publicly pick a fight, at any rate. Such a thing would only harm herself more than anything, and she had a reputation and schedule to keep.

Isil turned back to her room, closing the door and locking it behind her. Ugh! That vermin of a bird exploded into scraps of paper. Bah! What an inefficient and absolutely stupid way of doing something! Not only did she have to organize everything she also now had to clean up this mess! The staff of this school was starting to look less and less competent by the second! She almost felt like storming into the headmistress' office and letting Kyvir have a crack at her.

But no, no, that wouldn't do. Reputation was everything. Her reputation was everything. She couldn't act brashly. The elf took a deep breath, and started going about unpacking and making sure everything was in place. Clothes in the closet behind the bookshelves, books on the bookshelves, the rare seeds from the her home for now, sat upon the desk along with a few blank journals and writing utensils. The space under the bed was also used for storage of various miscellaneous items.

It took her some time, but finally, she managed to organize everything in an appropriate manner.

"Ugh, should have ordered Kyvir to move everything while I sat on the bed and munched on some grapes or something." The Elf sighed, stretching her arms. The thought brought a small smile to her face, though it was quickly replaced by her cheeks going a bit red from a sudden stomach growl.

"-Ah." Well, at least no one was around to hear that. "Well, hopefully I'm not too late." Taking her staff with her, the elf headed for the cafeteria for hopefully something decently prepared to eat.

St. Sappho Academy, Medieval Magic Academy (Invite Only)

~Miren~

"A-ah! Katherine." Miren said with an appreciative sigh. "Y-yes. If you're here, it's actually quite easy. I've narrowed down where the tear into the underworld is, we just need to close it. I'm sure you know how to close such a portal easily enough!" The rabbit continued, leading them towards an alleyway. She hadn't considered the fact that no, Katherine didn't. Still, it would have been easy enough for a mage as skilled as Katherine was to be able to come up with a plan herself.

"Uhm...it should be right...around here!-ah, there!" Miren pointed to a shimmering, wavering point of air not far in front of them. "T-the door to that building seems to have become a portal to the underworld. O-oh dear, whoever made this was fairly skilled....or just really lucky." The rabbit frowned. "U-uhm! y-you'd probably have an easier time closing it than I would, Katherine."

~Cynthia~

Right, it was getting close enough time wasn't it? The maid let herself be dragged by Mugi, off to a safe enough place to change into the kimino's for the festival. To be honest, the maid was unsure. She wasn't used to wearing much aside from a few simple outfits and her work attire. Not that she wasn't really looking for approval from how she looked from anyone, but it was still a little nerve wracking to do something like this.

"...very well, mugi."

~Marie~

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Ah...so that was what broke the kitten? The fact she wasn't human.

How boring. So typical of most humans.

Marie frowned, downing the last of the apple scented drink as the kitten tried the door. Useless, of course. She had her ways and the door was sealed, more or less. As the kitten came to that realization that she couldn't escape so easily, the silver haired girl tossed the glass onto the bed. Before the kitten would be able to do anything she'd find Marie practically on top of her, pressing a hand firmly against her mouth to prevent her from making a noise.

"So easily scared, pet." Marie snarled. "Remember your position and who your betters are, cat. Not everyone here is aware of who I am, or who my mother is. So let me make myself clear. One sound from you and I'll have you dragged into hell and forced to fight in that damnable Sathanus' arena for my amusement. Not that anyone would likely believe you anyways, so save us both some trouble and quiet yourself before I give you an actual reason to be afraid of me."

If the cat cared to look, Marie's appearance had changed, only somewhat. Black, feathery wings sprouted form her back. A silvery white halo of light hung over her head, signifying her status as perhaps something, that once upon a time, had been holy or 'godly' in nature. Or at least, had a lineage from them.

"Understand, pet?"

~Lyssa~

"Whee~" The Ninja simply gave a happy sounding laugh as she was caught by Kozue. In the ensuing scuffle, there wasn't much the other girl could do to really resist. So she ended up pinned, right under the priestess. Not that the ninja seemed to mind so much. "Ah, Kozue..." The ninja put on a fake shy expression, face blushing intensely as she was held under the Preistess. "I...I didn't know you were so dominating...But if it's you I don't mind."

Lyssa simply looked on, giggling lightly at the scene.

The Grand Arcanium (An Isolated DnD wizard school rp, new roleplayers welcome)

@MULTI_MEDIA_MAN

aha, that's fine. Just didn't want to leave you behind if I could help it.

I'll be posting tomorrow! See what trouble isil can get up too in the Feast~

Digimon: Tamer's Bureau

~Rachel & Kameo~

"Dinner!? I am not dinner you winged pest! I am a mighty, beautiful resident of the sea, Swimmon! You would do well to remember that!" The fish digimon replied with a huff. It seemed it might have a high opinion of itself. The fish digimon made a flourish of its fins, twirling in the air as if it was making an attempt to show off its beauty. Overhearing their conversation, Rachel decided to chime in on the mischief as well.

"Sushi?"

"I-I am not food! I object to this treatment!" Kameo was too busy talking with Yumeko to save her digimon from the hungry eyes of Rachel and Tinkermon.

"Nice to meet ya Yumeko! Kameo. Kameo Hale! I'm from Hawaii! If the tan didn't give it away, heh! In fact, my grandparents are from Hawaii so that's why my name's probably a bit weird." She grinned. For a second, it seemed like she was going to accept the handshake, she made a move to grab Yumeko's with her own. At the last second however, Kameo's hand changed trajectory entirely, and Kameo wrapped her in a friendly, light hug very briefly. "Never met someone from Japan though! We get tourists a lot from the states, but its a bit more rare to see 'em from across the pond. Erm, of course, Hawaii is part of the states too, heh! Not that I've actually ever been to the mainland except when I was little, but I don't remember that." The redhead seemed perfectly friendly, and seemed like she liked to talk too.

"Nice to meet both of ya." Impmon said, waltzing up to Kameo. "Heh, you're a lively little varmint aren't ya? The name's Impmon. The sleepy one over there's Rachel." Rachel gave a lazy wave in response. "Don't mind her uh, whatever it is she normally's like. I don't even know what she's thinkin' half the time." Impmon grunted in irritation as he thought of the various times he had tried to initiate conversation with Rachel, only to be met with a blank stare.

Shattered Fates - A Dark Fantasy, Boss Battling Epic

Note:
Isabella really doesn't like anchor guy.

If it wasn't painfully obvious.