Nagaram

[Tina]

Zanthe, noting Pettle's shyness, flashed her a small, comforting smile. "I could wash your shirt together with my own, if it would make you feel comfortable," she said. "You can borrow one of my clean shirts while I do so, as well."




Viola blinked, touching the scratch lightly. "...Huh," she muttered, looking down at the chain still around her ankle. "I guess he gave up...?"

"Thank you...I guess I should take this off then." Pettle proceeds to take off her shirt leaving her in just her bra. She quickly closes up her flower up to cover herself leaving the shirt on the ground.

[Cifero Windtail]

Zanthe stood up and rifled through her bag, then padded over, a new shirt in her hand. "Here you go," she said, offering the shirt to Pettle. While her face had first been passive, her cheeks suddenly color and she gets one of those embarrassed looks of realization that are so common in anime, quickly slapping her free hand over her bare lower back to try to hide her tattoo.

[Tina]

Pettle took the shirt and put it on before coming out of her flower.
"Thanks...maybe you should get some clothes too."

[Cifero Windtail]

Pettle took the shirt and put it on before coming out of her flower.
"Thanks...maybe you should get some clothes too."

Pettle could not see Zanthe's tattoo, but could clearly see the catfox's midsection. "I'm working on it," she said, picking up Pettle's shirt and walking backwards slowly, still flushed a bit. "...You can come help me wash clothing, if you would like to."

[Tina]

Pettle smiled, not noticing how awkward Zanthe was being.
"Sure, I will try not to get my sap on the clothes." Pettle unrooted herself and followed.

(Maybe wait for Zaida?)

[Farewell]

(I'm back, was talking to a recruiter.)

Devin eventually was outside. He looked around the village, giving a gently sigh however deep down was worried. "I just need to relax..." He held the crystal necklace in his paw. "It'll be alright."

[Cifero Windtail]

Zanthe, realizing that Devin was not there, slowly regained her composure and picked up the clothes, then went to a nearby river, pointedly walking backwards. "I take it you've washed clothing before?" she asked.

[Tina]

"Yes master had me clean both our clothes..." Pettle said and  seemed a bit saddened just mentioning him.

[Rayleonarde]

The Hunter drew the sword again from the earth, and swiped at Viola. The gash left in ground began to fester, turning into a grotesque, fleshy cyst.


Ray emerged from the filth, and found Viola laying motionless on the ground, fast asleep. He sighed, figuring she had passed out from the days events, and set up a campsite. No more than three minutes passed before Ray had a fire burning, and a tent set around Viola.  The massive necro-knight sought refuge beneath a large pine, in case the weather turned for the worse.

[Cifero Windtail]

The Hunter drew the sword again from the earth, and swiped at Viola. The gash left in ground began to fester, turning into a grotesque, fleshy cyst.


Ray emerged from the filth, and found Viola laying motionless on the ground, fast asleep. He sighed, figuring she had passed out from the days events, and set up a campsite. No more than three minutes passed before Ray had a fire burning, and a tent set around Viola.  The massive necro-knight sought refuge beneath a large pine, in case the weather turned for the worse.

Viola took but half a second to register the gash in the ground as she dodged again, looking at the hunter. "You know, you should really take better care of your weapons." she said, slicing back at him quickly before backing away again. "It's so unclean, it's making the earth sick."


Zanthe glanced over at Pettle. "...Forgive me if I have forgotten, but who is this 'master'?" she asked, approaching the river.

[Rayleonarde]

The Hunter cackled, even as a few of his fingers fell off. His cackling began to weaken, as he fell to one knee. His chest fell open, revealing his rotted heart.

[Tina]

"He is the one who created me and gave me intelligence. He is a wizard of exceptional power and I serve him in any way I can...mostly cause I am afraid of what he'll do if i don't." Pettle sighed.
"He has never hurt me...but he certainly makes those kinds of threats."

[Farewell]

Devin started back to the house with some food for tonight. He hummed lightly as he approached the house then entering.

[Razuel]

 (I know you guys are well into this RP,  but I'd like to join in... but can someone give me a short rundown of where everyone is and what has happened so far?)

Character sheets slapped under me!


Name: Razuel Dracon


Gender: Male


Age: 10


Species: Western Feral Dragling


Kingdom alignment: none


Clothing/Armor: birthday suit


Weapons: sharp claws and fire breath.

(I'm still trying to play out Raz's Backstory a bit, so that's why I'm playing as his younger self... so, is anyone near a town or black market?

[Farewell]

(Zaida hasn't really been involved with much so you could run into her I suppose)