The Warped (2nd Party)

[Srgntcuddles]

Constance sat up when nudged by Moon and collected her thoughts after the fall. When Max came down she took his helping hand up. "Thanks." she said once standing. She was going to dust herself off but decided against it, her clothes were covered in blood anyway what was dust going to do. He grabbed her bag and looked around to see Moon gone. Mortis walked down the hall to where she figured Moon was and followed. Once inside she saw the men with spears pointed at Moon and the image of Filadius.

[Ares the Ram]

Macid wanted to talk to Max about everything, to let it all out, but something inside told him to keep it to himself. He tried to withdraw his head like a turtle would and hugged his book even tighter as he fought back his tears. He walked along the passageway until he caught up with Mortis, Constance, and Moon with spears pointed at them. "Good. Maybe one of them will be hasty and decide to kill me before listening to us. Then it'd be over." He stood next to Mortis waiting for what the soldiers would do.

[serpington]

max watched mortis walk off after going off he found himself admiring her straight forwardnes and just smirked as she walked off ahead. he helped constance up, "don't mention it." he watched her walk off aswell leaving macid and himself. he looked over at macid who looked like he was trying to break the spine of his book in his arms. he followed macid closely and stayed next to the entrance to the tunnel once in the next room with the others. he looked at the armed soldiers and started thinging to himself <great, one guess at who the first one they'll probibly impale is....heck if it was me i'd kill me first aswell. go for the injered guy with the large blade, end him, and then just wipe the floor with all our less-ofencive members..> he didn't like the way he was thinking and instead concentrated on trying to look as non-threatening as posible.

[Shinzuu Katame: Her Tolfy]

Filadius was nervous as the men turned with their spears pointed at the party, "Calm down, I said! Please, they are the real Ones, not like the current Lords. They possess the mythical items from the Prophecy Chests. Please just give them the lodging they need. We're extremely pressed for time." Finally, the largest one, a bear, sighed and lowered his weapon, "Okay. You kids will stay down here, then. I will bring bedding and food, but only for one night. If you want food to go, you will have to pay for it. Soldiers are all over the city, so keep your mouths shut and NEVER leave this room. If you need anything, I will have someone stay down here with you."

[Goblin Cat 😸]

When the bear lowered her spear, she let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you very much, sir." She said, trying to sound as polite as she could. She couldn't help but feel somewhat nervous due to the fact that they were all in a different time. She wasn't sure of their customs, or what they considered polite, so she just followed what she knew. Acknowledging that they were staying in the room that they were in, Mortis merely took a seat in the floor. When she sat down, she took all the baggage she was carrying off of her and sat it aside, stretching her arms upwards and wiggling her toes to make sure they hadn't fallen off with all the walking she had been doing over the past couple of days. Her stomach growled lowly as she did so, and it made her think of the bear mentioning food. The thought of good hot food was enough to make her mouth water.

[Srgntcuddles]

Constance sat down as well after ditching her bag. She sat in the corner against the wall to relax. She took her shoes off and began to rub her feet. "Oooooh....My feeeeeeeeeet.....My clothes. My body. Ugh. I want a shower. I'm filthy." she complained in her head. He monkey too seemed tired as it mimicked her, sitting down and rubbing it's feet. The thought of food did sound nice, but sitting down without falling to get there felt nice too. Especially not in dirt.

[Ares the Ram]

Having finally felt at least somewhat safe, Macid slowly lowered himself to the floor and went into a fetal position to cry. He did his best to cry softly so as not to upset the bear by making noise. He had kept on a strong face for the most of the time while they were all in this strange new world, but all the cuts and bruises and guards and responsibility finally caught up with him. His entire body ached as he lay on the floor, as if he had just done a full body workout for 4 hours. His stomach was growling as well. Very little else could happen to him to make him feel worse than he did right then.

[serpington]

max walked over and sat next to macid in an attempt to comfort him. "you ok? do you need any thing?" he asked quietly not paying any attention to the men with spears. he calmly took off ramsey and set him down carefully on the other side of himself before slowly untieing the knotted fabric around his waist, he removed the cloth and looked at the mostly healed gash, happy that the cracked cast was still holding. he retied the cloth tightly, not careing if any of the locals saw his wound as he turnned his attention back to macid. "looks like your wound healed faster than mine is." he smiled calmly looking at macid.

[Shinzuu Katame: Her Tolfy]

Within about half an hour, several men came in with what looked like cot frames, and then another few came in with soft mattresses. They didn't say anything to the group, but rather stayed quiet as they did everything, including placing the beds. Filadius' image had vanished since they had to remain silent, and the echo of voices and noise from the large wine barrels would attract unwanted attention. Another hour passed by before anyone else showed up. Moon was doing her best not to whimper the whole time, her stomach gurgling as she lay there, all sad. Finally, several women and the bear came in through the door. The women placed platters of half a  pheasant, mashed potatoes, fried fish, and corn along with a single mug of water on a box near each person. The bear carried in an entire roasted pig and laid it next to Moon, petting her. He whispered in a very soft voice, "The soldiers just got back as we were coming down here, so be absolutely quiet, and absolutely no talking. If you're going to whisper, muffle it with your covers so that it doesn't echo too badly. We'll be coming down here often, since those bastards drink so much every time. If you are compromised, we won't take responsibility."

[Goblin Cat 😸]

When the mattresses were brought down, Mortis immediately sat down on one and laid back stretching. She sighed, relaxing and looking up at the ceiling. Most of the time, she just wondered when all of this would end. Morale in the group was low. She was no leader, but she knew good and well that it wouldn't be long before the group began to fall apart if something good didn't happen soon. She felt as if there was nothing she could do since the group was either suspicious of her, or flat out didn't like her and for good reason, she supposed. She didn't even like herself as far as she was concerned. There was no telling what happened to the other group, and no telling what was going to happen to them. For all she knew the folks helping them could turn them over for some kind of reward and loot them for their things in the process. Then there was also the matter of Filadius. Whose side was he really on? All of the thoughts bouncing around in her mind began to make her anxious, and as she laid there, her chest began to hurt. She shifted positions, now balled up, clutching her chest. Beads of sweat formed on her brow, and her breathing became ragged as she silently suffered through an anxiety attack. After what seemed like an eternity, she shut her eyes tightly, attempting to get a hold on herself without passing out from the ordeal to at least keep herself from shaking. I'm surprised I could hold it off this long, I guess I've just been too busy surviving to extensively think. She shifted positions from clutching her chest to hugging herself in the same balled up position, facing away from the group. She was so busy trying to stop the shakes that she was completely unaware that the food had even arrived as she laid there in her own personal prison. It wasn't obvious what was wrong with her, but anyone sitting there would have realized something was wrong.

[Srgntcuddles]

When the beds came in she got onto hers and sat there looking over the group. "Some heroes we are...Macid is crying...Mortis...Is Mortis...Max is injured...And I'm apparently messing up our ever so perfect group dynamics." she thought sighing. The atmosphere of the room was depressing, which was bringing her down. Everyone was either sad or in pain. When the food came in she kinda stared at it blankly at it. She was hungry but at the same time had no appetite. The smell of it was heavenly compared to what they had recently to eat, which was almost nothing. Constance, however, couldn't help herself when she saw clean drinking water. She took a big drink from the mug being so thirsty. She almost couldn't stop herself from drinking it all up, though she wanted to save some to wash the food down. When they were told not to talk she was fine with it, it wasn't like they were going to be doing much of it. After taking a deep breath she began to dig into her food, she knew she had to eat to keep her strength up regardless if she wanted to eat or not. She broke off a piece of the corn and handed it to her monkey who happily ate the kernels off it one by one.

[Ares the Ram]

Macid's crying had turned into quiet sniveling by the time the food came. His stomach growled in anticipation of the hot meal he would soon be eating. He wiped his eyes with his bag before looking back at Max. He looked as if to say thank you for trying, but couldn't find the strength to speak. He crawled over to the makeshift buffet and grabbed the fried fish and began to eat slowly so he wouldn't make too much noise. The warm fish flesh dropping into his stomach felt amazing as he continued to eat what he thought would be his only real meal for a long time. As he ate, he surveyed the group and their doings. "Some saviors we turned out to be."

[serpington]

max slid over to his bed, grabbing his food on the way. he was perfectly fine with not talking seeing as the only one he thought would really have anything to say was macid, who didn't look like he was going to any time soon. he slowly started eating, savouring every bite and thinking about what was to come, and how they were going to get to the next town, with or without the second group. once he was finished eating he layed back, just staring at the ceiling and thinking to himself. <i hope everything goes alright, and that none of the soldiers gets thirsty through the night.>

[Shinzuu Katame: Her Tolfy]

Moon didn't even bother with anything and just dug into the roasted pig in front of her. She chomped away and swallowed chunks whole cooing quietly after every swallow. As said from before, large amounts of workers continually came down and went back up, filling pitchers and pitchers of whine. Meanwhile, a lone figure had been sitting on top of one of the large barrels, eating and drinking, and keeping watch over the group. He meant no harm, and was the man mentioned to tend to their needs, but he was a butt ugly fox that looked like a mugger.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

After a while, she managed to get a grip on herself, the small sounds of the others eating and the workers filtering in and out bringing her back to reality. She sat up on her cot and sighed, rubbing her head, finally taking a look at her food. She managed to gulp down about half of her water, its cool contents soothing her throat before she had even managed to start on her food. She looked at it, almost as if it wasn't real, but without much hesitation began to dig in. She was still hungry despite her stomach churning from her anxiety attack. As she ate, her eyes darted around in different directions, taking in her environment. She almost seemed as if the anxiety attack had not happened, as if that one moment of dread had managed to bring about a catharsis of her emotions. She wasn't happy, still, but she was able to function, and at the moment, that's all that mattered. She almost jumped when she noticed a figure on top of the barrels, but she didn't say anything. It was strange, but she knew she couldn't talk, so she just stared at him with one eye while she ate.