The Darkness Encroaching

[Arke]

He smiles, closing his eyes as he opens the door to the rented room. "Hey, I'm going to pass out in a few seconds, so I can only say this once. Can you go back down there and grab my rifle?" No sooner had he finished speaking that he was face down on the floor.

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

She chuckles a little until he ends up on the floor, then she looks concerned. She shakes her head and manages to pull him up onto the bed, then runs back downstairs and grabs his rifle. She notices that all eyes are on her when she goes downstairs. I guess the creature was right...Arke will probably be an outcast and me along with him because I'm not outcasting him. She thought. She looks around the tavern. "Stop staring at me. You have food to eat and drinks to drink." She snapped at them, then went back up to the room and went in quietly. She laid down on the other bed and stared at the ceiling, slowly drifting off.

[Arke]

He lays on the bed, tears running down his muzzle again. Gods, if he ever saw that monstrosity again... No, best not to think about that. Besides, he felt good enough, and he still had his sense of humor. Plus he had a friend. All in all, things could have been worse. He'd think of something. He always did.

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

Her eyes open quickly and she realizes that she was still holding his rifle. She sits up and leans it against the bedstand inbetween the two beds, then lays back down.

[Arke]

Arke tosses and turns, getting anything but a restful nights sleep. The nightmare was incoherent but vivid, enough for him to nearly throw himself out of his bed. At least he was quiet about it.

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

She looks over and sees him tossing and turning then looks back at the ceiling. "Nightmare..." She says quietly to herself. She curls up on her right side and falls asleep soon after her comment to herself.

[Arke]

Stops his tossing and turning, either through with his nightmare or too tired to be scared. Either way, he was outwardly peaceful.

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

She unsurprisingly dreamt of acid. It was everywhere and there were a lot of people including herself and she only had one vial left. She was scared, but she didn't really make any sounds or movement in her sleep, probably because she didn't want any acid to get on her. If she was making any movement at all, then she was probably shaking.

[Arke]

He ends up falling out of bed around four AM, though it is still not enough to wake him. He simply lays there with his bedding on top of him, snoring softly.

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

She sleeps through him falling out of his bed mainly because her mind was engrossed in her nightmare. She starts shaking really bad a couple hours after he had fallen out and she rolls onto her back, her wings stretch to their full extent and move a little slowly. The movement gets a little frantic because in her dream she tries to fly over the acid and some gets on her wings and she falls into a bunch of acid. She screams out loud, bolting upright on her bed out of her sleep, covered in a cold sweat and still shaking.

[Arke]

Arke lays still on the floor, thoroughly asleep despite his roommates noise. Of course, the bedding on top of him muffled the sounds pretty effectively, his ears barely twitching as she screams.

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

She manages to finally calm down and shakes her head. She notices that she's holding her twin sai like she was ready to fight and sets them beside her on the bed. She looks over at Arke's bed to see that he's not in it and looks confused, then looks to the floor and chuckles when she sees that he's on the floor with his bedding over him. She was glad that she didn't wake him up when she screamed. She decides to get up and take a nice, warm shower since she didn't feel like going back to sleep.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Name: Night
Faction: the Darkness
Mutations/Distinguishing features: long spines lining down her back and a few shorter spines randomly around the edges of her hood.
Race: Cobra / Demon
Weapons/Abilities: Claws, fists, Poison fangs, pyrokinesis (resistance to fire as well), bladed gauntlets, Jinx, telepathy, and darkness.
Description of looks: A black cobra with shining yellow eyes and long fangs; her hood is decorated with several red tribal markings. She wears a light silver chainmail top with a heavy chained and leather belt with her supplies (potions, money, ect.) attatched to it. She also wears black leather buckled gauntlets with blades that look similar to axes down the outside of the forearm.
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/1090394/
(General appearance except spikier and in a more medevil outfit as described above.)

Night slithered into the tavern, taking hold of the dreams of those still sleeping and twisting them into horrible nightmares. She had been doing this from afar before, tormenting some young one with acid while she slept... She was bored being in a neutral area; but decided to take a rest. Checking to see if the bartender was looking, she slipped a key off of its hook and slithered up to her room without paying. Carefully, she unlocked the door and went inside.. Closing and locking the door back. As she sat down on the bed, she felt somewhat sick; an large aurora of purity taunting her in the room next door. The one, she realized, turned to two. Night snarled, wishing she could, actually restraining herself not to barge into the room next door and attack the two resting within.

[Arke]

He wakes, or at least stands and casts off his bedding, and makes for his rifle. The fur on his spine stood on edge, and he knew that could mean only one thing. And it as close, too. In the daze that was semi-consciousness he sits on the bed and aims the rifle for the door, his eyes locked on the knob.

[Paxari]

Awakening in a tree outside the city, he moved to the fallen flagon and stood on the windowsill of the one he knew as Dream-Taint. "Knock knock, wont someone let me in?"