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@Crimson Paladin@VitaVitaAR

“They were likely trying to draw it to the village...” Enli would frown. “...if it attacks so broadly and openly then it would only cause even more people to hate the Beast, in turn likely drawing more people to the Illuminator.” The older man would frown. “I...may only know a little of this ‘Seal’. My grandfather mentioned something about the Illuminator and the Ocean Goddess having some sort of...deal to protect something but it was so long ago I can’t remember if there were more details.” He’d do his best to avoid looking at the deceased bodies in front of him. “And I would trust Bolcha with my life. I already asked him to watch the longhouse for me. I’ll see if I can’t find more about what they mentioned once I return.”

Enli would turn to leave, unless stopped by Nobunaga or Novak, certain at least he could make it back to the village on his own so long as he hurried. The hunters were likely occupied elsewhere, and wouldn’t likely be able to realize their ambush had failed yet.

They knew at least roughly where the man had spoken of, all that was left was going there and seeing what was what if they desired. Considering how things were clearly escalating, they may need to figure out a plan sooner rather than later.

@PKMNB0Y

“Eh? Fast paced? Like fighting and hunting?” Lazhira would tilt her head to the side with a grin. “Eeeh, Didn’t take you for a fighty sort Misaki...” She’d shake her head with a light giggle. “I’ve thought about it, but even if I do go somewhere...that won’t solve anything, will it? It’s not like I can get rid of-” Of course, interruptions abound. Before she could finish it seemed Misaki’s fears were on point. The two hunters would slowly approach the two, Lazhira seeming to not have been paying attention enough to notice them.

“The girl. Nowl.” One of the would say, pointing to Lazhira. The other would brandish the spear at his side.

“...B-but he said I wouldn’t-”

“Don’t involve yourself traveler. Hand her over.” Lazhira would stand quickly, nervously rubbing the silvery emblem on her hand.

A little secret
@Crusader Lord

@Click This

“Oi lass, ya most certainly can!” He’d say in a jovial, friendly manner. “In fact, I’m glad ya haven’t just shunned me like the other one. Really now. I’m trying to help everyone here. Unlike the other one. No idea what’s going on in her head. She doesn’t tell us anything! Which is fun, in a game of guess what experiment I’m performing on this mortal, but not when she’s doing something I don’t want her to.” He didn’t seem put off or otherwise perturbed by her defensive posture, walking over a bit closer in a casual manner as he’d twirl the can in his hand.

“Just a little proposition.” He’d say with the same air of mirth. “I want to know...if you’d be interested in possessing a little something that could help you with that whole, everyone wins, lives happily ever after you want. I’ve got a little something I think you people would like...tried to give it to that black haired girl, but alas, she was too stubborn. Supposed I should have showed her this to start with, but oh well.” From one of his sleeves, he’d pull a scroll of paper, slowly unrolling it, briefly showing it to her.

“A little something I’ve been cooking up since you meddling travelers have showed up. I think I knocked it out of the park, this. Better than anything even before the Moonless!” If Narkissa happened to get a good look at it, they seemed to be some sort of blueprint, of some long narrow...cane of some sort? It had a short circular barrel, that slowly grew in size. There was some sort of trigger mechanism too-

He’d quickly roll it back up. She didn't get a good look at it beyond that, but it seemed something like she might have seen before.

“What do ya say, lass? Help me finish this, and maybe potentially even use it and you could solve all this villages problems if it all goes to hell in a mindbasket. Just need some...help getting the last few materials I need.”

A Traveler
@PaulHaynek

Item Acquired: Hunting Knife
A fairly standard looking hunting knife. Made of iron. Its age is noteworthy, as with the apparent love it had once been taken care of with. Still sharp enough to cut most things with, but won’t provide much in the way of defense.

Unlit Torch:
Little more than a stick of wood wrapped in cloth and a bit of some burnable resin. Will likely stay lit and provide some light for a decent amount of time, enough to at least guide one out of harms way as long as they move swiftly.

Old Lamp & Oil flask:
An old metal lamp, with a glass chamber one lights a small wick in to offer light. It didn’t have much oil in it when Nicholas picked it up, but should be enough to at least help. Its lightweight and fairly small, easily attachable to ones belt if one wanted too.

Having tools to see with was always welcome, but perhaps he should also find a method of lighting said implements with.

“Always.” The maid would reply airily. “Fools always make messes we have to clean up...” She’d stop her sweeping motion, looking up from her task and towards Nicholas. Not exactly at him, her head was looking in his direction, but she’d be looking a little over his shoulder towards Elisette. “I ask politely that you do not. I do not take kindly to others adding to my workload when I already have ten other things I must see to clean. If you are here to help though...” She’d lean the broom against a nearby wall. “I’m certain both these people and my employer will be quite pleased.”

The Roma Mob
@ERode@Pyromania99

“That...is a lot to take in.” Sorcha would frown, releasing Leuca from a hug. “I have no qualms teaching you how to wield something, as long as you do not complain and can keep up with the training...” The warrior would slowly turn her head towards Isidore. “Our date time apparently already being occupied aside...what do you mean someone of influence is accusing Rullphana of something?” Understandably, Sorcha was likely concerned for Leuca’s safety if the Court Mage was up to something shady.

Octavia would sit idly next to Augusta, seemingly wanting some pets though she seemed a bit restless again. Seemed she was hungry again already.

“Uhm...Sorcha, can Augusta even use the Leargas?” Leuca would ask, pulling her attention from her question with Isidore.

“You’ll have to help her with that yourself, Leuca. I’m not an elf, though I can at least help with instruction and theory as I did when you did it.”

“Uhm...R-right.” Leuca would nod in an uncertain manner. “Uhm...I guess I can tomorrow a bit before my lessons with Rullphana...”

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@Cu Chulainn

“Aye, thank you Nomura.” Bolcha would respond, waving him off. “I’ll tell Enli you were able to help.” Of course, the craftsman would then turn to the Oni, intent on making a deal for the safety of his friend.” It was easy enough to return to Mie. The fox was sitting languidly where she was usually, behind a table in her tent. Seemed she had been drinking a bit again.

“Ah, well, someone works fast. I’ve already been informed by Ayumi. Good work, I’m impressed.” Mie would say with a nod. “I’ll give you a little bonus after this next job I have of yours...and it might require you getting your hands dirty a little, if you don’t mind me saying.” Mie would say, motioning one of the Oni guards to close the flaps to the tent, silencing and preventing any from seeing within. They were likely preventing anyone else from entering either.

“...Someone stole something of mine.” Mie would say with a frown. “I want you to find out who...and if possible, return it.” The fox’s tail would swish back and forth seemingly in thought. “Its...an heirloom of sorts that was stolen from my family many, many years ago. I had been in contact here with someone that managed to find it, but it was stolen before it could be returned to me.” She’d tilt her head to the side. “No one in this village would steal it...and if they had, they would have likely already been talking about it or I’d have heard something. So I can only assume one of you travelers have in some fashion.”

Ayumi would bolt in from somewhere, and position herself in Mie’s lap.

“You also owe Ayumi...a fish was it?”

Alasayana

A divine? This...thing? What Divine would ever so much as disrespect the dead in such a blatantly corrupt manner? No god she was a fan of, that was for certain. Alasayana would narrow her eyes at Mori further, agreeing with Trineon. As recognition slowly dawned on the others though, the Huntress would slowly glance between them and the walking corpse...well, girl, now? Was she truly a divine? It certainly seemed like she knew them.

And that was certainly confirmed once she introduced herself.

"...Moridax." Alasayana would sigh, lowering her guard. "Could you have not chosen a more acceptable way of introducing yourself!" She'd ask, though her mild annoyance would quickly cool. She had a...fairly decent relationship with the former administrator of the underworld, she liked to think at least. Well, whenever she could stand to go down there. Too cold. She preferred lounging in the sun on a warm bed. "I suppose its good to see you after so long. I'll have to bring you something I've hunted again if you have another one of your parties."

Greetings over, though, Alasayana would turn her head towards Flora. Thankfully Mori was handling the still living soldier.

"...if you mean the warrior who was affiliated with you," One of her tails would reach out and gently nuzzle the girl before pointing to where the man who was likely this 'Sir Oren' was laying. "He is over there." It would...be easier for her to see him herself, she thought. She didn't know the two well enough to offer much in the way of condolences or the like.

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