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Xaltwind@GreenGoat Are you going to use Rose again?
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"Ettamri." Muu kept calm, indifferent. She wouldn't be so stupid as to start a fight in the middle of broad daylight? Besides, the woman wasn't as tall as some orcs. "What happened, happened." To a degree Muu was surprised herself of how calmly she was able to mutter these words. Did she, after that uneventful meeting with Ettamri before, finally get over it? Well, she couldn't deny she couldn't keep herself from throwing some shade just now, but...
"It's not as simple as being able to pin it down on a single reason, and while you shouldn't be so certain about you being able to beat me, I'm certainly not looking for a fight. Save your strength for the task at hand." Hopefully, the giant would cease her tantrum now.
"Anyway, the reason I brought this up is simple. Ever since your... absence? I've been in a lot of parties. I've experienced it first hand. If you treat people like trash, baggage, disposables, cheap meat-shields — call it whatever you like — you're only going to endanger the mission. It's not helping these people, at all, even if it may be the truth. I've seen it. And now, with winter at hand, it's going to be that much worse." Sighing at first, Muu now smiled somewhat empty.
"Speaking of Winter, it is my first time experiencing it. I wonder if I prepared enough? I'm sure a seasoned..." What was she again? That long fancy title or whatever? "... warrior noble like you has some wisdom to share about that?"
"It's not as simple as being able to pin it down on a single reason, and while you shouldn't be so certain about you being able to beat me, I'm certainly not looking for a fight. Save your strength for the task at hand." Hopefully, the giant would cease her tantrum now.
"Anyway, the reason I brought this up is simple. Ever since your... absence? I've been in a lot of parties. I've experienced it first hand. If you treat people like trash, baggage, disposables, cheap meat-shields — call it whatever you like — you're only going to endanger the mission. It's not helping these people, at all, even if it may be the truth. I've seen it. And now, with winter at hand, it's going to be that much worse." Sighing at first, Muu now smiled somewhat empty.
"Speaking of Winter, it is my first time experiencing it. I wonder if I prepared enough? I'm sure a seasoned..." What was she again? That long fancy title or whatever? "... warrior noble like you has some wisdom to share about that?"
"You leading..." Muu spoke up after having fallen silent for a while only somewhat noting the newcomers as she contemplated with herself if she should or should not. "I don't mind. But you should treat your comrades nicer or, otherwise, everyone might die again." Harsh words for someone who didn't seem to put much emotion into the words she had just spoken.
"But then again..." Muu didn't give Ettamri a chance to respond, just yet, as she continued. "If not for you, I would have died on the very same day, too. I haven't thanked you for that yet. So, thank you." Gratitude, on the other hand, was something nice, wasn't it? Even if Muu didn't sound grateful (or honest) at all.
With that matter done, Muu now actually examined their companions. Two new faces had joined, one... weirder than the other. Yeah, weird. Although him being weird wasn't as much of a problem as these silver eyes of the other. But before that— "I should introduce myself as well. The name's Muu. I'm a Bladedancer." There, done.
"As for you..." Her somewhat dead eyes stared at Argentum. Right, he actually had an ally at his side, did he not? Someone despicable as to what she had heard couldn't possibly be... "Nevermind." Even though this Siwon could as well just be a drunkard he had paid some coin, there was no reason in stirring up likely unnecessary conflict.
"But then again..." Muu didn't give Ettamri a chance to respond, just yet, as she continued. "If not for you, I would have died on the very same day, too. I haven't thanked you for that yet. So, thank you." Gratitude, on the other hand, was something nice, wasn't it? Even if Muu didn't sound grateful (or honest) at all.
With that matter done, Muu now actually examined their companions. Two new faces had joined, one... weirder than the other. Yeah, weird. Although him being weird wasn't as much of a problem as these silver eyes of the other. But before that— "I should introduce myself as well. The name's Muu. I'm a Bladedancer." There, done.
"As for you..." Her somewhat dead eyes stared at Argentum. Right, he actually had an ally at his side, did he not? Someone despicable as to what she had heard couldn't possibly be... "Nevermind." Even though this Siwon could as well just be a drunkard he had paid some coin, there was no reason in stirring up likely unnecessary conflict.
It was futile.
Or maybe simple karma. Her refusal to commit, finally having caught up to do more bad than good. The season of winter, treacherous to any adventurer alike. For most, a party of adventurers were like (second) family — going through bad and good times alike. For others, it was a simple short commitment to make some easy money. If one had the freedom of choice then there was no need to tolerate these kind of people.
But now, with Winter having finally settled in, the weak were weeded out. And those that survived the treacherous cold forged bonds than brought them closer than ever, with no place for the occasional drifter. Of course that did not hold true for every party, but finding work now was certainly more difficult than before the first snowfall.
Sure, there was, in theory, still plenty of work in the form of jobs outside these cold regions. Something that newly formed parties had no problem committing to. But the pay was questionable. 13 Silver? 25 silver? Splitting it up? The Undead quest stirred her flames of vengeance, but beating a mage without a priest was out of the question.
No, the Blade Dancer~s choice had to fall on one of the more difficult missions. Those that paid more by taking the harsh weather into consideration. But finding a party for that was difficult. Unless...
A blessing in disguise? The brunette, who could have assumed to be frozen considering how still she stood in front of the quest board, slowly tilted her head to the side. It was the voice of a woman she could recognize miles away. A person she detested, yet couldn't deny her skills. Muu would have given her everything if the other survivor had been Gwyn instead of that bitch.
No.
Tightening her huge and comfortable winter-mantle around herself some more, the girl now fully turned around before taking some steps towards the small group that formed. She didn't like Ettamri, yes, but she certainly didn't hate her. Now, however, they certainly shared the same goal, and Muu was confident enough she could see eye to eye with her.
"I'll be taking on that quest, too." Muu spoke up, more of a statement than a question. "Please let me join." She added, somewhat courteous, nonetheless.
Or maybe simple karma. Her refusal to commit, finally having caught up to do more bad than good. The season of winter, treacherous to any adventurer alike. For most, a party of adventurers were like (second) family — going through bad and good times alike. For others, it was a simple short commitment to make some easy money. If one had the freedom of choice then there was no need to tolerate these kind of people.
But now, with Winter having finally settled in, the weak were weeded out. And those that survived the treacherous cold forged bonds than brought them closer than ever, with no place for the occasional drifter. Of course that did not hold true for every party, but finding work now was certainly more difficult than before the first snowfall.
Sure, there was, in theory, still plenty of work in the form of jobs outside these cold regions. Something that newly formed parties had no problem committing to. But the pay was questionable. 13 Silver? 25 silver? Splitting it up? The Undead quest stirred her flames of vengeance, but beating a mage without a priest was out of the question.
No, the Blade Dancer~s choice had to fall on one of the more difficult missions. Those that paid more by taking the harsh weather into consideration. But finding a party for that was difficult. Unless...
A blessing in disguise? The brunette, who could have assumed to be frozen considering how still she stood in front of the quest board, slowly tilted her head to the side. It was the voice of a woman she could recognize miles away. A person she detested, yet couldn't deny her skills. Muu would have given her everything if the other survivor had been Gwyn instead of that bitch.
No.
Tightening her huge and comfortable winter-mantle around herself some more, the girl now fully turned around before taking some steps towards the small group that formed. She didn't like Ettamri, yes, but she certainly didn't hate her. Now, however, they certainly shared the same goal, and Muu was confident enough she could see eye to eye with her.
"I'll be taking on that quest, too." Muu spoke up, more of a statement than a question. "Please let me join." She added, somewhat courteous, nonetheless.
"You know how it is with girls." The tallest repeated in a mocking voice as he was about to do something before the leader held up his hand in a gesture as telling him to stop.
"You do not seem to understand the gravity of the situation you are in." — "Death penalty!" He ignored him. "The Witch is to be executed. If it turns out you are purposefully hiding her..." — "Sssslit." The tallest slit his thumb along his neck.
"Let's split up." Considering the size of his fine establishment, there wasn't too much to split up. Nonetheless, the three opened all kinds of cabinets and lockers, with the leader dissapearing inside the (empty) bathroom.
"Oooops. How clumsy of me!" While some flasks crashed on the ground after the tall one ACCIDENTALLY pushed them away.
Only the silent one of the three seemed somewhat reasonable?
"Did someone use the bath tub?" The leader yelled from inside the other room. A rhetorical question? After all, there was a May supposed to be here.
"You do not seem to understand the gravity of the situation you are in." — "Death penalty!" He ignored him. "The Witch is to be executed. If it turns out you are purposefully hiding her..." — "Sssslit." The tallest slit his thumb along his neck.
"Let's split up." Considering the size of his fine establishment, there wasn't too much to split up. Nonetheless, the three opened all kinds of cabinets and lockers, with the leader dissapearing inside the (empty) bathroom.
"Oooops. How clumsy of me!" While some flasks crashed on the ground after the tall one ACCIDENTALLY pushed them away.
Only the silent one of the three seemed somewhat reasonable?
"Did someone use the bath tub?" The leader yelled from inside the other room. A rhetorical question? After all, there was a May supposed to be here.
After the Goliath was obliterated and Rose took quick care of the remaining soldiers, Yuno felt... not all too different. Wasn't she supposed to feel exhausted? To be content? Happy that... "R-Rose, a-are you alright?" Yuno rushed, somewhat crawled, over. Herself resembling more something humanoid with flesh and steel than an actual little girl.
"You did... great." There was more Yuno wanted to say. More she wanted Rose to know. But the girl was also felt afraid, afraid of rejection. Yeah, certainly. It was good that she felt anything at all, wasn't it?
Looking at Greene, whom she ignored at first, Yuno was certain that she could... what was it called again? This certainty that he'd never betray her. A calm reassurance that, with Greene around, they would have it just that much easier. Yeah, she could entrust her life to him. Yuno was sure of that.
"Thank you." She also thanked him, not even questioning if he did as much as hit a single enemy. "You're right." She wished he was not. "I... We... have to patch ourselves up." It felt disgusting and wrong. A deed so sinister she would never be able to call herself human again. But it was also a necessary evil.
...
Flesh molding with flesh and steel alike, Yuno looked just a little bit more like her somewhat innocent self from before. "I..." What were they supposed to do with the rest? At first, she felt sorry. Then, pure hatred. But now? Nothing at all. It was difficult to be truly certain which of these feelings were hers and not, but wasn't indifference an emotion in itself?
Yuno shook her head. "I don't care. What about you, Rose?" Instead, she let her dear sister decide.
"You did... great." There was more Yuno wanted to say. More she wanted Rose to know. But the girl was also felt afraid, afraid of rejection. Yeah, certainly. It was good that she felt anything at all, wasn't it?
Looking at Greene, whom she ignored at first, Yuno was certain that she could... what was it called again? This certainty that he'd never betray her. A calm reassurance that, with Greene around, they would have it just that much easier. Yeah, she could entrust her life to him. Yuno was sure of that.
"Thank you." She also thanked him, not even questioning if he did as much as hit a single enemy. "You're right." She wished he was not. "I... We... have to patch ourselves up." It felt disgusting and wrong. A deed so sinister she would never be able to call herself human again. But it was also a necessary evil.
...
Flesh molding with flesh and steel alike, Yuno looked just a little bit more like her somewhat innocent self from before. "I..." What were they supposed to do with the rest? At first, she felt sorry. Then, pure hatred. But now? Nothing at all. It was difficult to be truly certain which of these feelings were hers and not, but wasn't indifference an emotion in itself?
Yuno shook her head. "I don't care. What about you, Rose?" Instead, she let her dear sister decide.
May.
A name that was carried by none.
At least not living in this particular place.
Whatever November made out of this, the Alchemist could only wonder as seconds continued to pass. Few, at first, and then many more. The gentlemen opposite of him were calm at first. But only for that long.
"Shortly." The tallest scoffed.
"Tzch." The other spit on the ground.
"May we come in?" Despite his courteous behavior, it sounded more like command than question. "You don't want to fall under suspicon of aiding a criminal, right?" A simple threat, as he took one step forward to put his boot between door and frame.
A name that was carried by none.
At least not living in this particular place.
Whatever November made out of this, the Alchemist could only wonder as seconds continued to pass. Few, at first, and then many more. The gentlemen opposite of him were calm at first. But only for that long.
"Shortly." The tallest scoffed.
"Tzch." The other spit on the ground.
"May we come in?" Despite his courteous behavior, it sounded more like command than question. "You don't want to fall under suspicon of aiding a criminal, right?" A simple threat, as he took one step forward to put his boot between door and frame.
November tilted her head a bit. "With time? I'm not sure if taking your time is what you want to do when there is the possibility your humble house might burn down." November simply stated before giving a small bow and entering the backroom. Right. Hot baths were used to relax and clean oneself, wasn't it? That was... a smart idea. Yeah, your body is a temple, or something like that, wasn't it? Without further ado, November stripped herself naked before entering the tub. Truly, a once-in-a-lifetime experience.
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A hour and a bit more passed.
"That's the place?" He pointed at a humble alchemist's hut.
"That's the place." The other confirmed.
"Let's burn it down. I h-" A maniac grin revealed itself behind a cloaked face.
"Wait. Sigh You goddamn Pyromaniac. There might be innocents." He was kept in check.
"Who cares?" A hunch of apathy, mixed with disappointment.
"I care. Now huush." He finally silenced him.
"So, what's the plan? Are you implying we're going to behave like reasonable people and knock on the door?" The tallest said in a sarcastic tone.
"That's the plan." Their leader replied calmly.
"But our or— hey, wait! It's a, uh, shop. Can't we just enter anyway?" The two followed.
As the sun was already setting, Allereun could hear a strong knock on his door. As the young boy opened it, three males - shrouded in white robes adorned with golden caricatures of The One's only religion - were standing there. One, tall and slim. The other two about the same height, with one having a clearly muscular build.
"Good Evening." He greeted the Alchemist, before cutting right to the chase. "We have reasons to believe you're giving shelter to a criminal we're hunting." The other, not-tall guy, whistled in a fashion of paying respect. "Female. Blonde hair. Blue eyes." He scratched his chin. "Ring any bells?" The other budged in.
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A hour and a bit more passed.
"That's the place?" He pointed at a humble alchemist's hut.
"That's the place." The other confirmed.
"Let's burn it down. I h-" A maniac grin revealed itself behind a cloaked face.
"Wait. Sigh You goddamn Pyromaniac. There might be innocents." He was kept in check.
"Who cares?" A hunch of apathy, mixed with disappointment.
"I care. Now huush." He finally silenced him.
"So, what's the plan? Are you implying we're going to behave like reasonable people and knock on the door?" The tallest said in a sarcastic tone.
"That's the plan." Their leader replied calmly.
"But our or— hey, wait! It's a, uh, shop. Can't we just enter anyway?" The two followed.
As the sun was already setting, Allereun could hear a strong knock on his door. As the young boy opened it, three males - shrouded in white robes adorned with golden caricatures of The One's only religion - were standing there. One, tall and slim. The other two about the same height, with one having a clearly muscular build.
"Good Evening." He greeted the Alchemist, before cutting right to the chase. "We have reasons to believe you're giving shelter to a criminal we're hunting." The other, not-tall guy, whistled in a fashion of paying respect. "Female. Blonde hair. Blue eyes." He scratched his chin. "Ring any bells?" The other budged in.
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