Friend or Foe 3.0

[kayle]

Kayle looked outside in pure wonder.  The town square layed out in front of him seemed like a screenshot from one of the Oblivion games, or Dragon Age or something along those lines.  Now, he really was excited.  The folf stepped outside, and soon lost himself in the crowd of people bustling about.  Suddenly, his stomach growled, and he whimpered.  God, why was he always hungry?  The folf searched the pockets of his trousers for money, and found none.  His stomach growled again, louder this time.  He had to find SOMETHING to eat.  He began sniff the air, singling out the smells of food.  If nothing else, he supposed, he could steal something.  Kayle's ears drooped as his stomach rumbled again.  Who was he kidding?  He wasn't a thief.  Heck, he didn't even know where he was.  A commotion nearby caught his attention.  A rabbit was being mugged!... or something.  The folf sprang up and dashed toward the fight.  Though he wasn't an accomplished fighter, Kayle was strong.  His fist connected with the attacker's face, and the reptilian figure rolled off of the rabbit, surprised and hurt.  Kayle kicked at him, and the thief fled down the alleyway.  Kayle turned and helped the rabbit up.  "Hey, you okay, bud?"

[Srgntcuddles]

Reno rubbed his head, forgetting he had long rabbit ears up there now. "Uh...Yeah, I'm fine. Saved my 'ide just in the knick  of time too...I'm uh...I'm Reno. Nice to uhm...Be saved by you." He kind of stood there not really knowing what else to do. After all, he was in some crazy new world. thinking on that, the wolf looking guy that helped him seemed dressed like him, maybe he was in the same position he was. But he also thought "Wolf...Hunter", then thought of himself, "Rabbit...Lunch". "Uhm...Thanks for savin' me, I guess I'll be on my way." Reno nervously turned and walked off in any direction he happened to turn.

[Brooklyn K. Grey]

        Mordecai crept closer to the two fighting strangers, careful not to attract any of the crowd's unnecessary attention to himself. It was harder than it sounded, seeing as he was still new to his form. However the 'victim', as well as he could determine, looked like he could use any assistance the hybrid could offer.

        "Its less than a few minutes being in a strange world, and you're already trying to be the hero...Awesome." He whispered angrily under his breath, inching nearer until his hindpaw struck the cool metal of the thief's first knife. But before he could do anything else, yet another fur entered the fray, only to wound the assailant and send him running.

        Breathing a sigh of relief at not having to blow his incognito status, Mordecai's sentiment once again suggested another plan of action: to follow the thief.

         "There's no way in hell I'm following--" But the sentiment's command caused the hybrid to wince. It wasn't in his 'new' nature to let things slide so easily. From what he had gathered, those of scaley descent seemed to be rarities. And as such, maybe they had some information on how things work here in this world. Angry and irritated, Mordecai gripped the knife in his paw, before slipping down the alley in pursuit of the would-be robber.

         It didn't take too much time to track him, due to the fact the robber was taking shelter down an alley that split from the main one he fled down. Knife at the ready, the hybrid gave full control to the sentiment, as it seemed to have more combat knowledge than he did. Still doing a damage report from his wounds, the reptile reacted little as Mordecai wrapped an arm around his throat, using the other to brandish the knife threateningly in-front of the robed scaley's eyes.

         "How do you enjoy life in your new body?" A dry, harsh voice uttered from the reptile's mouth, causing his mouth to contort into a malice-smeared smirk.

         "A lot better than your life is gonna be." Mordecai returned, his words filled with a confidence that allowed a sadistic grin to stain his muzzle. Behind the sentiment's dark bravado, and over-cliched response, he hid his shock at the scaled-one's words. How did he know? But more importantly, what more did he know?

[Chrono Blackwyng]

"If most of the wolves were killed off, then these reptiles that I have not met have either lost interest, or had something more important to do than finish their genocide." He was about to address the Romei-like chameleon when the two felines from earlier, made it their priority to pull him away from the two by his left shoulder. He tried to jerk away from the feline, but only got a stronger yank in response, "Would. you. let. go. of. me!!" he yelled, throwing his left talon back, not realizing that he apparently coated it in fire until it hit the man's bicep, not only breaking the bone underneath, but burning the clothes and flesh that the fist came in contact with. The feline, a lion that seemed to have cut off most of his mane, had roared in pain, let go of him, and staggered away the next instant after the impact. "#$%##$@ reptile!!" the lion yelled while holding his broken arm.

Chrono, since he already seemed to have inherited the attitude and body, quickly went from anger to awe as he looked at his flame-coated talon, then shook it until the fire went out. "Um, is this a good time to mention that I have no idea where I am?" he said as the girl had went from surprise to near-shock at his apparent display of power.

[Gabag]

As Felodran walked by, he couldn't help but eavesdrop on a old fox telling a story to a bunch of smaller foxes and wolves.
"Probably the town kids or something" he thought.
The old man was leaning back in his chair as he put on his glasses.

"Once upon a time, before even I was born, there used to be plenty of Lynxes walking around these streets, or so my great grandad told. These Lynxes used to be a very kind and friendly people, occasionally trading with us and helping us with any problems we got from those reptiles from the woods. Now these people come from a mountainous region to the North, very rugged place, pretty dangerous too, but they somehow manage to live there every day.

"Ahh... the Lynx homeland, I think, sounds a bit like Russia, but the Lynxes seem to be on good terms with everyone here" Felodran thought, letting out a smile to himself.

"Then one day, the Great Lynx King, Draylanor the Third, died in a coup made by his son, Draylanor the Fourth. Unlike his father, this Draylanor was cruel, manipulative, and wanted nothing more then the other species's realms. He issued a royal order that all Lynxes in foreign lands be recalled back home, and there he began the creation of a massive army. This army was well trained, bred from the Lynx Warrior Clans of Old. He recruited practitioners of Dark Magic to join in his army as well.
When our King realized what was happening... it was too late. Draylanor's army hammered into our best troops in a surprise attack that took a port city hostage. We tried to negotiate with the new king, we offered him a substantial payment in gold for the release of the city. Miraculously he agreed, the gold was delivered to him, and he freed the city. However kindness didn't satisfy his plans, so he ordered his army to burn the city to the ground, and kill any inhabitants that tried to flee.

The kids gasped at the horror of the Lynx King's wrath, and the color from Felodran's face drained. As the old man took a drink from a cup of water and continued his tale.

"Wherever we met the Lynx army, they scattered us easily, and soon the heartland of our great realm was in danger. Those murderous reptiles appealed to Draylanor's lust for conquest, for an alliance to help dismantle our empire. He agreed, and their combined forces cut through our entire empire like a scythe through wheat. Many people were enslaved and forced to work to gather resources for the newly crowned Emperor. Those who resisted, either died or fled to try and establish a new home.
Those reptiles were content to sit on the scraps given by the Emperor, but soon they were betrayed by the man who gave them everything. They were even easier to topple then us."

"It wasn't long before every creature, from the homelands of the reptiles, and our great country, was under the rule of Emperor Tyrannus, his new self appointed title. He ruled the land for a good twenty years, suppressing whatever minor revolts spurned up, but at the climax of those years, came a new threat to his Empire. A coalition reptile, mammal resistance came out of apparent nowhere with an army to rival the Emperors. At first he was dismissive of the rebels, but as he lost territory he started to take them seriously, but it was too little too late. The Coalition faced the Emperor personally, in his feared Dread Armor, on the field of Bliss, the gateway to our lands, and to his homelands. The battle was fierce, with the Emperor personally cutting down hundreds of men with ease, but when it came time to face the resistance's leaders, he was felled by them, and with his death, came the same of his Empire. His corpse was quickly taken by his troops and ferried to his ancestral tomb, and he was sealed in a coffin, armor, weapon, everything.
Without him, the army fell apart, it was still loyal to him, but no other leader was as competent as he was. The coalition reached an agreement that restored the lands to their previous owners, and a mammal border guard was placed on the edge of the Lynx homeland, to suppress any other future warlords. The Lynx people are still vehemently loyal to his cause, and what few lynxes that are seen here are usually suspected of scouting out a new land to conquer."
The kids were awed by the epic tale the old man said, but Felodran was terrified.
"Crap! Crap! Crap! Ok deep breathing, deep breathing, try not to be seen, act like you dont want to enslave everyone"

[Goblin Cat 😸]

The canine girl punched the dragon in the gut pretty hard getting his attention. "Did you not just hear what I said? Reptiles have shaky relations here! Drawing attention to yourself is just going to get the guard after you. I mean, not if you're civil." She put her head down, "but if you're running around breaking people's arms, you can guarantee  yourself a spot in jail or worse. Also, there's not any magics allowed in Atlas, it's a neutral ground." She seemed annoyed just standing there with the two. "I give people a chance, especially.. When they look like you." She pointed at their rags, "But I'm not helping people if they're just out to prove they can muscle people around. The last thing we need is a war on a neutral ground." she growled, disappearing into the crowd.

Romei looked to the dragon, irritated. "Vhat did you do zhat for?" he huffed. He began to walk off in no particular direction, because in truth, she wanted to strangle the dragon. She was getting information about where she was, and that one act led to her source leaving. She did think it odd that the other reptile had no idea where he was, either, and after a few moments of thinking, she wondered if she was the only one in her situation. "Wunderbar." he scowled, finding a spot to sit on the fountain. Here she was in a world she didn't know, in her character Romei's body, and nothing to go off of. She felt like her head was going to explode as she ignored the looks she was getting from the townsfolk in her new form.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

He just looked up at the wolf in confusion. That cat was going to kill me... and I'm still- The lion from before kicked him in the side, sending Chrono sprawling at the floor as he pulled out the knife he had planned to use when he ran into the dragon in the first place. "I knew her father... he got done in by a freak that looked alot like you..." "Seriously, I didn't mean to use magic, it just happened!!" "Just shut up and die..." the lion snarled as he tried to stab him.

However, this only made things worse as the instant the blade cut into the flesh, he brought his right leg up and forgot about the talons on his feet as he kicked the lion off. While it worked in getting the lion off, there was two cuts that left the lion's midsection bleeding. Chrono feared making the same bad impression and didn't bother to pull out the dagger that was still stuck in him as he went over to the cat and and tried to cut off parts of his shirt to at least cover up the bleeding. He suddenly stopped cutting the shirt as he remembered the flame on his hand. He tried to bring back the image and cause the same effect again, which luckily worked as his right talon lit up. He grabbed what flesh hadn't been torn off, and put it back over the open wound while he pressed his claw at the seperation, and cauterized the cuts so the bleeding stopped.

But apparently his successful attempt at saving the lion's life was overlooked as the rest of the townsfolk only looked at him with hate and fear since his entire midsection was covered in the blood he got away from the unconsious lion. He apparently didn't notice the mood as he looked around him. "What are you doing just standing there, I n- #%#@ this. Nobody is going to help me now..." he said in despair as he went back to the lion and grunted as he lifted him up, and looked around for an inn until he finally noticed the dagger in his side. He staggered over to the chameleon and pulled the dagger out, dipping the bloody end into the fountain before putting the dagger next to him. "Sorry for the trouble I might have just caused you, Romei; I'll be at the inn if my fate doesn't end here" he said rather carefree as he carried the lion to the inn, his vision starting to darken at the corners...

[Brooklyn K. Grey]

            "Speak now, or forever hold your peace." Mordecai demanded, tightening his grip on the thief. He needed to know what all the scaley knew before releasing him or 'removing' him.

            "I know you are not from here, He-Who-Is-Too-Arrogant-To-See." The reptile taunted, his dry laugh much similar to the sound of nails on a chalkboard.
           "I also know you are not the only one from your world here. You would be well to find them and seek out who brought you here..."
   
           "And who would that be? I want a straight answer, you worthless piece of sh--!" Mordecai angrily began, before cutting himself off. It would do him no good to get upset. It would only draw attention to himself and cause him to lose control.
           "Tell me, and I'll spare you to continue this insignificant life of petty crime."

           The reptile suddenly burst into laughter that sent a shiver though the hybrid's spirit, before swiping at Mordecai with something from underneath his robe, leaving three shallowly bleeding gashes on the hybrid's forearm.
          "You. Spare me?! That's amusing. But you interest me, child. Find me again, and you shall have the truth you crave so dearly."

           Mordecai snarled in a combination of embarrassment at not predicting his strike and contempt for the reptile, just in time to see the scaley's wicked 'mouth' grin as he disappeared into the air, leaving only the robe and other knife behind.

           "Dammit..." He cursed as he kicked the remains, before picking up the knife and robe. They both carried the thief's scent, but that was to Mordecai's advantage. As he slipped on the shabby robe, he put the knives in the pocket-like areas within the inside and pulled the hood up until it veiled his eyes from sight.
     
            The next time the scaled robber's scent permeated the air, Mordecai would be waiting. He would track him. He would torture him. And he would kill him for playing this twisted little game of cat-and-mouse. And this was a promise the hybrid eagerly awaited fulfilling, as he took once last glance to where the robber stood last, before heading back to the square to search for the others like himself.

[Srgntcuddles]

Reno continued walking away from the wolf looking guy still thinking he was considering himself for lunch. And realizing he was in a town full of wolves and foxes a like. All of which ate rabbits. And Reno was a rabbit..."Oh man...Oh man...Gotta get out of 'ere! Find somewhere to go...Somewhere to go!" He looked around until he saw the scaly people talking amongst each other. He decided to sneak over and hang around, failing to act casual.

[Gabag]

Felodran started to notice that the dragon looking fellow walk like a drunkward and no one seemed to help him. Of course due to the little history lesson he got, he knew why no one would help him.

Glancing around, he swiped an old looking quilt from a vendor whi wasn't looking and wrapped it around himself, shading him from most people's eyes and making them think he ws some kind of monk. He walked over the Dragon carrying a lion person and escorted them into the Inn and set him down on a bench

"The name's Felodran friend, please rest because it looked like you would've fallen over soon" he spoke as he glanced over his shoulders in  double take to make sure he wasn't about to get assassinated.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Things seemed to fly by as the draconic creature approached him, and then was swept away by the feline, followed by people gathering around the injured lion. He just sat there, observing, sitting on the fountain. What more could she do at this point? She had no clue where to go now. It wasn't long until a few of the guard swept in, snaking through the crowd until they could  push through enough to get to the lion. While his wounds had been seared shut, they still wrinkled their faces with disgust. They were timber wolves from what she could tell, and they weren't very pleased with the outcome of the appearance of reptiles. "Seems like even they can't appreciate the peace of a neutral ground, brother," one of the wolves snarled. He was wearing white-gold armor, and seemed to take on the appearance of a holy paladin. He was definitely able to hold himself up in battle, or so it would appear. The other timber wolf from the guard just nodded solemnly, staring blankly at the big cat's woes, his grip tightening on the broadsword in hand. The initial speaker put a paw out as if to hold his brother back, then set his eyes on Romei.

Confused, the chameleon just continued to sit there. She didn't do anything wrong, so why should she run? Romei's knees were pulled up to his chest, his arms resting on top of them as he sat. It was then that a certain rabbit caught her eye. "Reno?" he uttered, almost doing a double take. "I could swear that's him." He rubbed his head. "Looks just like that Cuddle's guy's character from the Fur-Al High roleplay.. Just.. Less dressier."

[Chrono Blackwyng]

He could barely register anything as his vision grew darker. He started to think over his entire situation since he got here. "It would be great if you stop this ble-" Chrono's body wasn't healing like it was supposed to as he coughed up blood; the wounds should have healed up by now, but he was still feeling like he was loosing blood, which is odd since this is his first time getting wounded seriously. The only thing thats nips any hope in the bud, is the fact that I'll probably die before anyone lifts a finger to help or heal me... he mused before his vision finally blacked out, entering a near-coma state of mind.

[Gabag]

After setting the dragon down on the bench and making sure he wouldn't bleed too much anymore, Felodran then made his way towards the gathering crowd, and watched as big timber wolf soldiers approached an unconscious lion.

"Better not disrupt the business of already battle ready soldiers... time to lay low." He thought, but then a double take led his eyes to where the soldiers were looking, and saw another reptile, guards staring at a reptile couldn't be a good thing, but a Lynx in town would be even worse.

"Would my appearance cause a public riot or public hanging, neither sounds appealing." Felodran darkly mused to himself.

[Brooklyn K. Grey]

         By the time Mordecai had returned, he realized from the appearance of guards and a wounded feline that he had missed something important. But there were more important things on his mind at the moment, pushing the tense scene out of his mind as he began to casually peruse the square in search of recognizable faces. Maybe he wasn't the only one of his friends that had been dragged out of his world and into this alternate reality. After minutes of glancing at faces from underneath the hooded ratty robe he had gathered from the thief, he finally locked on to a semi-familiar face: Romei.
 
         The chameleon seemed lost in thought, resting on the edge of the town square's fountain, all the while the two guards stood quietly observing. It seemed like it was too much of a risk for himself and for Romei if he approached now.

         "Fantastic.." Even Mordecai knew should he arouse the suspicion of the guards, he had a very low probability of surviving much longer than a few minutes. Even still, adrenaline pumped through the wolf-lion's veins. Standing there watching was almost painstaking as he melded in with the rest of the townsfolk, wondering was going to happen now.

[kayle]

Kayle sighed and leaned against the wall.  So much for being the hero.  Suddenly, a new smell assaulted his canine nose.  It was blood.  His head whipped back and forth, homing in on the acrid smell.  Without conscious thought, he began walking toward the scent, and found what appeared to be the aftermath of a fight.  He kept following the scent into a nearby inn, where a dragon was sitting on a bench.  The reptile's breathing sounded funny, and he looked like he was still bleeding.  A strange feeling entered the folf's mind.

I can fix this.  I can fix this.  I can fix this.

The folf stepped forward and his paws began to glow.  He had no idea what he was doing, but as the light hit the dragon, the creature began to breath easier, and his wounds began to knit back together.  After a minute or so, the light vanished, and the folf suddenly felt dizzy.  He collapsed, and the world went black.