rush99999
Lurking Krog
Izurich
GubGar
Kalas
Pyromania99
TheHangedMan
Bartimaeus
The Irish Tree
@Pyromania99
Strangely, the demon was silent.
For once in her life, the demon wasn’t speaking or talking, giving her derisive jabs, calling her a dumbass, or anything. Just silence. The only thing she could hear was this things ‘breathing’ and Yuisa walking over. She had put on the mask she had worn when they had fought in the forest, but she seemed mostly fine.
“...definitely a demon - ” Yuisa replied.
The moment Yuisa spoke, the demon turned to look at her, and immediately leaped towards the human. Yuisa hissed, pulling a knife from her belt as the creature ripped into her clothes, blood spilling from a fresh cut in her stomach as a black, inky tar was left behind in the wound. She shrieked, plunging the knife into the creature and trying to throw it off of her.
@Click This
“Yes, actually. Your palm…is so dainty, but so strong.” Jolca continued to run her hands through Lissas, until both of hers had clasped themselves entirely over the other womans while she made her offer to Ambros. She still seemed entirely unfazed by the prodding on her shoulder, too.
“Its not the Yaga that are looking for trouble.” Ambros replied. “We welcome outsiders openly. The only reason we helped the Krysa to start with is because we are not in a position to have an open conflict with them without good cause.” He shook his head. “The losses we took in the initial assault and when those Oni broke through the line gave us a good enough excuse to pull back, for now at least.” The yagan male shook his head. “I’ll do what I can to convince the Tsarita’s women, but once they’ve made up their mind on something they are unlikely to change it easily.”
“Hmm…Ambros, maybe tell her about the witch? If she can get to her before the Krysa can, perhaps we can help more?”
“That one isn’t likely to help us, you know that.”
“Well, she certainly doesn’t like the Krysa!” Jolca released Lissa’s hand, stepping close enough her ears could tickle Lissa’s nose. “Hm, in the forest! There’s a lone Yaga. We don’t know her name, only that in the past she really, really, made enemies with the Death Goddess. Something about necromancy and what not. She could help us, with a little convincing, I’m sure of it.”
“Relying on her help is dangerous, Jolca.”
“Yes yes, taboos and all whatnot.”
“Hmph, regardless, Lissa. If you want to help the merchants we’ll need to both do something about the Krysa. Jolca’s insights are usually spot on, but even so…I’d say look about geting more information from the rats themselves. Ambushing and getting information and written orders from one of their patrols likely won’t be difficult or noticed.”
@crimson Paladin@Crusader Lord
“Well, suit yourself stranger.” Eirhild shrugged as Novak made to leave. “What’d you want to do then, Nylah? It’s probably best if we stick together at least.” Just as Novak turned to leave, he’d pass by Jivka. The other Yaga was just now returning, glancing at the newcomer with a mild suspicious glance before looking at her two guests again.
“Made yourselves right at home, eh? Figure out what you’re gonna do?”
“We’re, uh, workin on it. We got some new information at least.” Eirhild replied.
As Novak left, he’d be given friendly greetings by the local Yagas. The Krysa mostly ignored him, though whether that was from indifference or Marushka had said something to them, it was hard to tell. Ayumi scampered off somewhere, not wanting to be seen just in case some Krysa had gotten some bright idea about a potential connection.
Soon, Novak would find himself near the edge of the village. There hadn’t been to many things of note. The Krysa had been busy doing their usual routines of patrolling and running. The only thing that really stood out though, was where they seemed to be patrolling.
A wooded area, not far outside the city. He’d have watched a number of Krysa soldiers both enter, as well as leave.
Strangely, the demon was silent.
For once in her life, the demon wasn’t speaking or talking, giving her derisive jabs, calling her a dumbass, or anything. Just silence. The only thing she could hear was this things ‘breathing’ and Yuisa walking over. She had put on the mask she had worn when they had fought in the forest, but she seemed mostly fine.
“...definitely a demon - ” Yuisa replied.
The moment Yuisa spoke, the demon turned to look at her, and immediately leaped towards the human. Yuisa hissed, pulling a knife from her belt as the creature ripped into her clothes, blood spilling from a fresh cut in her stomach as a black, inky tar was left behind in the wound. She shrieked, plunging the knife into the creature and trying to throw it off of her.
@Click This
“Yes, actually. Your palm…is so dainty, but so strong.” Jolca continued to run her hands through Lissas, until both of hers had clasped themselves entirely over the other womans while she made her offer to Ambros. She still seemed entirely unfazed by the prodding on her shoulder, too.
“Its not the Yaga that are looking for trouble.” Ambros replied. “We welcome outsiders openly. The only reason we helped the Krysa to start with is because we are not in a position to have an open conflict with them without good cause.” He shook his head. “The losses we took in the initial assault and when those Oni broke through the line gave us a good enough excuse to pull back, for now at least.” The yagan male shook his head. “I’ll do what I can to convince the Tsarita’s women, but once they’ve made up their mind on something they are unlikely to change it easily.”
“Hmm…Ambros, maybe tell her about the witch? If she can get to her before the Krysa can, perhaps we can help more?”
“That one isn’t likely to help us, you know that.”
“Well, she certainly doesn’t like the Krysa!” Jolca released Lissa’s hand, stepping close enough her ears could tickle Lissa’s nose. “Hm, in the forest! There’s a lone Yaga. We don’t know her name, only that in the past she really, really, made enemies with the Death Goddess. Something about necromancy and what not. She could help us, with a little convincing, I’m sure of it.”
“Relying on her help is dangerous, Jolca.”
“Yes yes, taboos and all whatnot.”
“Hmph, regardless, Lissa. If you want to help the merchants we’ll need to both do something about the Krysa. Jolca’s insights are usually spot on, but even so…I’d say look about geting more information from the rats themselves. Ambushing and getting information and written orders from one of their patrols likely won’t be difficult or noticed.”
@crimson Paladin@Crusader Lord
“Well, suit yourself stranger.” Eirhild shrugged as Novak made to leave. “What’d you want to do then, Nylah? It’s probably best if we stick together at least.” Just as Novak turned to leave, he’d pass by Jivka. The other Yaga was just now returning, glancing at the newcomer with a mild suspicious glance before looking at her two guests again.
“Made yourselves right at home, eh? Figure out what you’re gonna do?”
“We’re, uh, workin on it. We got some new information at least.” Eirhild replied.
As Novak left, he’d be given friendly greetings by the local Yagas. The Krysa mostly ignored him, though whether that was from indifference or Marushka had said something to them, it was hard to tell. Ayumi scampered off somewhere, not wanting to be seen just in case some Krysa had gotten some bright idea about a potential connection.
Soon, Novak would find himself near the edge of the village. There hadn’t been to many things of note. The Krysa had been busy doing their usual routines of patrolling and running. The only thing that really stood out though, was where they seemed to be patrolling.
A wooded area, not far outside the city. He’d have watched a number of Krysa soldiers both enter, as well as leave.
