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Umbra: The Abyssal Connection

i like it how it is hahah, little bit of drama!

Nocturnal Memoirs: An Urban-Fantasy Mafia Epic

@ERode Let me know if that's any better!

Nocturnal Memoirs: An Urban-Fantasy Mafia Epic

Ah yah

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Matthias wouldn't have every actually sermonized about the Midnight Man or the Doctor. The former because Ezra is like, non-existent to him until just a few hours ago and the latter because even now, he doesn't actually know that the bird-faced man is called the 'Doctor'.

@ERode

Okay, I can edit it out!

Umbra: The Abyssal Connection

Post is up, thank you for your patience! I think a little monologuing from Sporko would suit us real well next. ;>

@Estylwen

Done! I hope it's good enough ahaha. I had fun trying to make it work, chatgpt must know my dislike for it cause it was NOT giving me sylvan whatsoever xD

Umbra: The Abyssal Connection

Ehlm City, Outside the Central Spectral Woods

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Stalker listened to the humans speak between each other; bickering, arguing, annoying. Stalker rolled his eyes as he watched the vehicle carefully; would Mimi make an appearance?

He swayed his tail in annoyance, he didn’t like working with humans; even if it’s said that Wild’s were supposed to only be ‘whole’ when bonded to such an arrogant, annoying creature. Bah.
But the tension of the entire area fueled him, it lingered like an intoxicating musk to the larger beast; which made him less likely to snap towards the humans he had to work alongside.

Of course, he’d have to continue on the Kings plan; he had a role to play. And he was going to play said role as perfectly as he could.
”I have a message to you Ghost Corp members, but moreso the Skyfallen ones.” Stalker said, stepping away from Savio towards the convoy, ”The King has a proposition for the Skyfallen; Leave the mission to slay him behind, do not bring the King harm.” He started, instinctively checking if Mimi was going to show their face before he turned back towards Val and Wren.

”We are all subjects of the King.” He spoke to the wilds within Wren and Val; ”We strive to help him, to listen to him; to ensure his safety. Umbra seek to destroy us all; to use our hearts - Bonded or not - to fuel their super soldiers.

The King wishes to extend his mighty hand to you, Skyfallen Umbrians; and my extension your protectors - Your guardian and your…” He gave a look to Wren, tilting his head for a moment, thinking for the right word to describe the man in front of him, ”Your hunter. Begrudgingly we’ll extend that curtesy to Mimi and the orphan they are bonded with. Yes, I can smell you in there.”

Mimi flinched, cowering closer to Ebony; trying to cover them with more of their body as they listened quietly, looking towards V and AA. ”Should we take them up on it?” Mimi heard Ebony whisper, looking down to the teen before moving to curl their tail around them carefully.
“We will stay put.” Mimi said with a small nod, their clawed hands gently gripped around Ebony carefully. “If things turn sour, we will wait here; or if we need to, we will hide among the trees - I will use my camouflage.”

Ebony listened to V as she spoke, giving a small nod to her words; they didn’t move as Mimi seemed to try and drape themselves over them, like a support blanket.
“Stay put, keep a hold of Vals’ rifle.” Ebony said with a nod, looking down to the gun in their grip before looking up to V and nodded. “Please be safe.”

”What do you say, Umbrians?” Stalkers’ voice boomed through the air again, he kept his eyes on Wren and Val as he spoke, ”Guardians?” He looked back to Roose, swaying his tail slightly.
She’d move when he gave the word, if things went smoothly.
If the Umbrians and the Ghost Corps would take him up on the offer; side themselves with the WIld King himself, he’d help them tear down these humans without a second thought. It would be a way to show them that he was strong with his words.

He knew the two human leaders weren’t bonded yet, so the likelihood of them understanding the Wilds’ language was slim, which only helped him for what would happen next.
He spoke solely in the Wild Language for the next message. ”So, my offer to you is; Join the King in his crusade and we will spare you, even lending a hand, tooth and claw against these mortals here. He doesn't wish to harm you, truly - You are his subjects, even the Umbrians, tied by the Black Hearts.” _{(ChatGPT didn’t want to translate at ALL)}

Wren hesitated, he was listening to Val talk to Savio; but what Stalker said was… tempting, saving the Wilds from the worry of being hunted down by Umbra?
Like hell he’d be able to turn that down.
He glanced to Val, what would he think? He wasn’t tied to Ghost Corps, nor was he anyone that Umbra had tormented. Wren took a moment to look back towards the convoy; The girls, Mimi and Ebony-

Would they really carry through on their promise if they agreed? He looked back to the Wilds’ in front of him. They were all easily bigger than Mimi - Stalker standing easily two times the size of her, this would be stupid to refuse…
Would they turn on Mimi as soon as their mission was complete, though? He didn’t know the laws of the Mimicraptors, he believed only they really knew their own rules; and who was he to try to push different rules on such dangerous creatures in front of him.

What do you say? Wren thought inward, Ferz stayed silent for a moment before he spoke.
I don’t fully trust them.
Of course, you hunted alongside them; are they not trustworthy?
It’s hard to tell. Stalker could be lying; but he’s prideful and would never lie about helping the King. Nor would he lie about killing either.
Wren nodded slightly, he trusted Ferzs’ words on things like this; he only hoped that he was correct.

Nocturnal Memoirs: An Urban-Fantasy Mafia Epic

Riverbend - Secret Spider

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He had a mission! He had jobs to do, find the place, watch a people, plant some bugs. Easy!
Maybe.

Webb admittedly didn’t know what he was really supposed to do, but he was excited to at least help where he could. It also helped with his job with Ezra; two birds, one scone! _{That was the saying, right?}

Oh wow, Webb paused on the roof of a building in Riverbend; staring directly towards the church that Griffon had told him to go visit. His ears pricked up as he looked it over, before he moved to shoot a few webs across the roofs in order to get himself over there.

The Church was strange, he was expecting a large, grand church - Like the others he had seen of different faith within the city, but this one… This one was simple. It was almost too plain, was he in the right place?
He landed against the roof after springing himself across, silently climbing over the roof; he twitched his ears, listening to the world around him - but in a slightly different way; he was looking for his own little critter companions.

There were a lot, he was outside. This is what he was used to, not the silence of the Canary’s office; well, that office would start to be a bit noiser for him now that he was starting to place little friends in places.
A bumblebee buzzed around him quietly, he paused and held out a hand.
”Companion!” Webb whispered to the little critter, the bee landed on his hand and looked up at him with her multifaceted eyes.
”Ohhh, big! Hello, can I help?” The Bumblebee replies, buzzing tiredly. ”It is very tiring flying all the way down there to the garden, can you carry me?”
Webb gave a tilt of his head before he nodded, moving the bee to the neckline of his shirt; letting her settle in there before slowly climbing down the side of the building.

Webb used this time to ask the Bee if she knew anything about the area; and the bee knew multiple things! Apparently her hive was in this garden too, the flowers were always well kept and no one tread on the greenery nearby - The gardeners put up big signs to stop people, and they seemed to listen.
The church had big groups of people in it frequently, from what the Bee told him; sadly she didn’t know much of what was said, as humans spoke on a different frequency to bees, so she couldn’t give him any information.

Webb thanked her as he placed her down on the ground near her hive, hidden in the bushes by the church. He looked around slowly, there were a smaller amount of people around; not as much as a normal congregation were, but people were headed in and out, not staying for too long it seemed.
Webb breathed in before moving out of the bushes, moving to flatten his ears against his head and fixed his hair to try and hide his secondary eyes, slipping his extra arms away into his shirt. He tried his best to look like a normal person, but to many looking at him - he looked a little ridiculous.

Webb walked into the church and looked around, looking up at the high ceilings - instinctively his ears pricked up to try and pick up on insect whisperings. He slowly walked over to a large box-like object, there were whispers he could hear from there, his ears twitched before he opened the door to the box-like object. He found a bench seat, moving to sit down before the door closed behind him.
”Hello?” Webb called out quietly, there was a pause in the words being spoken.
”You can hear me?” A small voice spoke, Webb narrowed his eyes in the shadows, before he spotted a small line of silvery thread in the corner.

A spider!
A cellar Dwelling spider to be specific, perfect for hiding in the dark; near invisibly thin legs, a body that hid away perfectly in the darkness.
”Hello! I’m Webb, it’s nice to meet you! I was wondering if you could tell me about what’s been going on around here? Have you heard anything interesting?” He asked softly, the little spider slowly hung themselves down off a thin piece of web as they got a better look at Webb through the faint light that trickled through the gap of the door.

”My, look at you!” the Spider spoke gently, ”I haven’t seen many like you before, but not many come in here; not unless the man with the smoldering head is sitting on the other side of the wall.”
Webb tilted his head as he listened, man with the smoldering head? That sounded like the person he needed to look out for.
”They come every 7 moon cycles. Early in the morning, and often stay late into the night. Sometimes it’s not the man with the smoldering head.” The spider explained, ”They never spot me, but that’s okay. It’s too light out there, even in moon fall; they keep bright stars alight, this place is the darkest place I could find.”
”That sounds like a lot of power usage.” Webb chuckled before he sighed, ”Was there anything interesting being said? Any names, did you hear anything?”

”No, it’s a lot of preaching; there’s been whispers of some sort of 'new world', a remaking of what currently is and what will come to be; the man with the smoldering head seems to put himself higher than all the others. It gets repetitive if you hear it each time it happens.” The spider would have rolled her eyes if she could, ”But I don’t think I know anything that could be helpful for you.”
”No, you’ve been more than helpful!” Webb said, moving to pull out his phone, covering the screen so the light didn’t blind the spider, as he sent off a text to Ezra.

Church meetings each week, talks of weird church things? Canaries have me watching the church for them too, two birds with one scone!

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(Looks at the posts I have in the chamber coming up)
(Awkwardly pats Webb on the head)

:)

Please blame Ezra for anything that happens to Webb lol

@Yankee

Either Ezra or Doctor Elliot; They're the ones who put the boy(tm) in trouble.

Nocturnal Memoirs: An Urban-Fantasy Mafia Epic

Awesome thank you!
I was thinking the Order of enlightenment one cause Griffon told Webb to look at it xD
The Spiderling is very happy to have a job

Nocturnal Memoirs: An Urban-Fantasy Mafia Epic

@ERode Sorry for a ping friend; what's the biggest church building in riverbend look like?

Nocturnal Memoirs: An Urban-Fantasy Mafia Epic

Proud of you!
It's only 11am now and I just got out of bed really; house-sitting for family, looking after the cats and my girlies(Chickens)
Overcast day so I might get some writing out if my brain allows it ahaha