Friend or Foe 2.0

[Vosur Aekira]

Vosur was stopped by a couple of couple of iguanas, keeping a firm hold on his money pouch as he tries to venture away from them. He did not say anything to him to possibly draw attention to himself other than the two females trying to heckle him. He wandered back to the entrance of the seamstress's home as best as he could without stepping on either of the two iguanas' feet. When he gets to the door, he knocks a couple of times, but gets a reply from the Seamstress.

Seamstress: Opens a peep-hole at the door. "Yes Effendi? I'm sorry but we won't be able to accept anymore orders today, we are closed."

Vosur: "Please let me in. I have to pick up the clothes I ordered earlier." he whispered into the peephole to where she could hear him.

Seamstress: "Oh... I thought you were about to buy more clothes. Please tell your friends to wait outside." she quietly said as she started to unlock the door.

Vosur: Turning back towards the iguanas who had followed him, he gave them a stern look. "Well? What would get you two to leave me be?"

[WolfSeraphim]

i woke in the bad part of some town i didnt recognize... i first wondered what was i doing... thats right i was going for a ride... wait no it was after my ride... i was sleeping in my hammock thats right!!!... now i'm here.......... i got up to try and get my bearings and to see if i could figure what had happened wen i noticed a small puddle and... me? in my furr form... ok... thats not creepy at all... awesome but creeppy... wait i then punched myself and realized no i was NOT asleep... ok only one thing i can do i guess... find someone to fight and clear my mind!!!!

[ST-84 Sahelanthropus]

"Shailik? Is it..." I approached him, cautiously. As I go closer, I began to make out the textures on his rough skin. Most notably was a long scar traveling down his face, from the height of his skull to the front of his snout, and Shailik noticed that I was looking at the scar without even taking a glance at me. "I gained this little souvenir from a climactic and shameful battle against Isaac Verhasst... do you remember?" I did remember, not as text in a Word Document like it really was, but like a fight scene in a high-budget action movie. "I do remember it, he thought that you would die from your wounds, but you didn't." He briefly showed off a toothy grin, but quickly snapped his expression to a cold grimace, seeing as I attempted to feel the scales on his left hand, "No touching!" he exclaimed as he brushed me off, waving a finger at me with disapproval. "I'm sorry, I was... curious." I felt embarrassed, and blushed as I tried not to make eye-contact with the allosaurian overlord. "I suppose it would only be natural, considering no Humans have seen anything as magnificent as I." Shailik boasted, as he grinned and held his arms out proudly. "'Magnificent?'" I retorted, "I believe the word 'terrible' would be more... fitting to you." Shailik didn't respond to this, and I became worried about what he might do next. "No disrespect, my Lord." I added, silently praying he wouldn't rend my flesh with his claws and teeth. "In that, you would be correct." A heavy sigh of relief left me, "After all, it is better to be feared than revered, right my Lord?" and the phrase 'my Lord' involuntarily slipped into my vocabulary, "Yes..."

[Somebody]

Nara fumed at the large white wolf for his ignorance. "You bumped into me, at least apologize like a gentleman." she practically demanded, a bit obsessed with moral gestures. She was a monk who dabbled in peace and kindness so it was typical for her, even if her young age gave her that spirit and enthusiasm that was a bit overbearing. To mistake her combat prowess because of her age however would be a dire mistake, trained by the best martial artists in the world she was very capable knocking ones head through their hide. She was a bit insulted by his protection of his coin purse like she was a common thief. "I'm not here to steal your things, just a common act of civility." she added as if preaching the word of her god to him. Liszardia shifted from hip to hip impatient with the waiting, of the two she was the most animated, forward and eager. "Lets go Nara it's easy to see he doesn't even know that he hit you."

[PhantomStone]

ghost focused on her hearing and quickly deciphered what she heard. ghost was becoming adept at using her sonar hearing. she quickly drew up a mental image of what she saw in front of the fountain, it was a bit confusing, but she could make out the just of it. she swept her ears around the area, she noticed what she was looking for, a tall being that looked like what she had seen pictures of just a few days ago. the mental image she saw was a 3-D model of a raptor warrior. if I'm here, maybe tezztor is also with that thought ghost hopped off the fountain and walked over to the raptor. "are you tezztor, aslir ne'taku. the skilled raptor assassin?" ghost asked bluntly, almost in a demanding way. normally ghost would have just figured it out from afar and maybe wait an hour or more before she would walk up an approach him. weird ghost thought looking at the raptor waiting for his answer. ghost made sure to keep her face free of fear or trepidation as she started down the huge raptor in front of her. please let this be tezztor.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

"I suppose you're right, Tezz." She looked to her feet and inadvertently kicked a rock. She didn't want to sound desperate or clingy.. But she couldn't help what may be going on in her world. If she was here, what happened to her body? Was it gone? Would her mate reawaken to find that she had disappeared from this plane? Or was it still there without her? Maybe she was in a coma.. She didn't know.. And it made her mind flood with nasty "what if" scenarios.

Another thing she couldn't help think about was that Rigor's essence was there.. And it was a bit demanding at that. When she was in control, it was as if she could still hear it chittering in the back of her skull, driving her mad until she faltered. She wondered if Tezztor or any of the others were having a similar experience, and if they were.. What would happen? She knew that by their personalities, Tezztor and Rigor were always at each other's throats, and she didn't want to hurt a friend.

"So.. A base of operations, eh? Maybe we should start looking for that first. After all.. We are going to need a place to stay tonight, if we're here that long. Given what's going on, I don't think I could sleep.. Not like that's any different of me, though. How are we going to do this? I've got no money, no anything." She looked around the street a bit confused as she scratched the back of her head. "And I don't really know where I am." She spat to the side, blood still in her mouth. "I think I need to clean up as well.." She looked down at the gore that stained her scales. It gave a sickeningly intoxicating smell that in an odd way calmed her. In truth, she didn't want to wash it off because of the pride of her first kill as Rigor, but it had to be done. "The crowd's gonna go after us if we don't get away from these bodies.. And I'm fairly certain I'd be a bit suspicious like th--"

She was cut off by an avian that spoke Tezztor's name.

[Vosur Aekira]

He ended up giving a nod to the the first one, whose demeanor seemed to give off somewhat of a religious "aura" about her. "Sorry, I've been on edge recently and also... I can't feel anything from the knees down. False legs." After a while he looked back to the peephole, speaking a bit into it. "If it's ready, would you be able to give it to me?"

Seamstress: She opens the door slightly and pushes out a cloth bag full of clothes. "Keep the bag. You bought quite a bit from me already so this is thanks to you, Effendi. Please come back midday on the morrow and I'll have your other order ready." She closed the door and locked it quietly.

Vosur accepted this day's order and carefully turned around to make sure he did not step on any feet or bump into anyone with his clothing. "Anything else I can do for you two?"

[Somebody]

   Tezztor listened intently to Rigor, it was almost otherworldly to hear her speak in such a normal way. She was his friend as she always was, but the design of the character coupled with this strange place made everything seem like a trip to the twilight zone. Rigor had more in common with the joker then anything, he worried when and if that would ever come into play. Before he could respond they were interrupted by the same strange avian he had seen at the fountain. Turning to her he answered, "Yes, I am Tezztor who wants to know" His reply was riddled with coldness and discontent, moreso due to Tezztor's personality then his own. It almost worried him how murderously calm he felt in that instant. The falcon girl was quite a bit shorter then him and seemed extremely on edge like she was paranoid everybody about her was out to kill her. Out of the three of them she was definitely the most shaken, or at least so in appearance. "Well speak up, if you need something out with it. If not I'm busy at the moment" He puffed angrily through rows of sharp teeth. He looked over at Rigor just to see her take on this, then back at the bird.

  Liszardia shook her head at Nara then looked back at the wolf, "She accepts your apology." With that both the sisters turned and walked back to the fountain, looking for their raptor consort. "You know, I think he likes me." Liszardia teased like she was a teen gabbing over a phone. "I thought you didn't like wolves though," Nara added in quickly, playing on the others comment. "I meant the raptor, you know hes the first one to be seen in over fifty years and hes quite the reptile if I don't mind saying." she added almost daydreaming. Nara just looked at her like she had lost her mind, "You have no chance at all with him, they say raptors were very strict about their mates. Usually they kept to their own. Plus hes seems like he has a lot more on his mind then just finding love. He seemed rather confused that he was even here. I wonder were he came from." Nara said softly, lost in thought. Of the two she was the more wise and rational thinker, not subject to flights of fancy like her sister. She sensed more of the situation, a darkness looming over them. "Something is going to happen here, lots of us are going to die"

[PhantomStone]

the falcon girl arched one eye brow at the coldness in the raptor's voice. back home she had read of the raptor's legendary voice, cold, gravely and deadly. all she had read about the raptor was a far cry from the real thing. ghost couldn't lose her nerve at the coldness in his voice, not now. "I'm phantom falcon. ring any bells?" she asked, she had to know if this was the real tezztor, or his character, take on a life of it's own, and the writer behind the assassin wasn't here. if that was the case, ghost knew she would be a sitting duck and easily lose if push came to shove. ghost listened carefully trying to puzzle out the expression she thought she saw in her head. she let no fear show on her face once more as her blind eyes started out at the raptor.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

"We need to move on." She said, grabbing Tezztor by the shoulder and indicating the bodies on the ground along with the one unconscience wolf. "Seriously. It won't be long before people start poking their noses around here. I'm surprised they haven't already. We can play 'Meet N' Greet' later." She looked the falcon girl up and down. "The name sounds familiar, I'm not going to lie.. But if you want to talk more, come with us."

[ST-84 Sahelanthropus]

"The destiny awaits in the waking world, you must find your friends." Shailik spoke quickly, and appeared to be casting a spell on the exit door of the Cathedral. The large double-door creeks open slowly and a stark white light shines though the opening in the middle, "Whatever do you mean, my Lord? I have friends?" I said, a little confused. "You will know when you meet them, now we must go." "Me and the Lord, traveling together?" The thought of this made me feel like I was going on a Crusade with a King, a grand adventure of my fantasies. "In a sense, yes we will be traveling together." "But, I did not say anything, my Lord." "In actuality, we never spoke at all. Hurry along now, would you kindly?" After the brief conversation, we left the building and into the light...

I awoke, and saw that I was in the very same place and position that I was in before I fell asleep. I stood up, now in Shailik's body. "Oh, heh heh, we're traveling *together,* I see..." I said, rolling my eyes in discontent. I glanced around, not seeing anyone familiar at first. "If you know so much, how come you can't just tell me where my 'friends' are...? Shailik?" There was no answer, just the near-silence of a sparsely populated town. Nobody caught my eye during my walk around town, until I spotted six seemingly familiar figures talking to eachother near some dead bodies. I walked in their general direction casually...

[Vosur Aekira]

Vosur tried to use the crowd to make an unnoticed escape, but his doing so made him bump into more people along the way, making him say "Sorry." and "Excuse me." every other second. He continued until he left the crowd, staring on his way back to the smithy, taking a glance back to the crowd before resuming on his way. "I've got a job, I've got a place to live already... but they don't look like they have any of that yet." he muttered as he stopped to buy some dried meats and pita-like bread from a couple of food vendors. He received his change from one gold coin, placing the numerous silver and copper coins he received in the pouch he was given, then he put the dry food in the bag with his clothing.

He stayed a little bit longer to ask the two on the location of various workers including a leatherworker, mason, carpenter, and others that he felt he would need to know the locations for future use, buying a piece of parchment and a quill-pen from a nearby vendor for his own map-making for this city. Doing a quick and unrefined work of his map, he put it away and thanked the two food vendors before started to walk away to go back to the apprentice-house for the smithy. "I think this should do it for the day..." he exhaled in a sigh, pondering on what he should plan for next.

[Somebody]

The raptor looked at the bodies on the ground and for a split second he was lost in bloodlust before Rigor's voice snapped him out of it. "We need to move on." her words sank in and he nodded to her. "Yeah not a bad idea, maybe we should hear to a less populated place." No sooner then he finished did the iguana monk jump in, "We have a place just inside the residential district of the city, follow me." She said and turned around and began walking away, Liszardia in tow. Shrugging Tezztor made his way after them, keeping it nice and calm to avoid painting a guilty bullseye on himself as they left the scene of a murder. It seemed for the first time since his arrival things seemed under control, it was his time to shine and he was going to take this world by force. Despite his new found confidence, he was feeling more like Tezz by the moment and less like himself. His general personality took a shift for the blood thirsty, calm and calculated nature of the raptor. It would only be a matter of time before each of them was at each other's throats, or fighting for their lives against some unseen foe. After all something had to bring them there, a being of terrible or wonderful power.

 As he made his way down the street a glint caught his eye, causing him to glance down a alleyway nearby. Amidst the shadows a serpentine figure lurked, his sharp eyes following its movements. The figure seemed to smile at him and then vanished as if it were never there. "What... who was that?" he asked himself as if expecting an answer. "C'mon!" Liszardia called back to him. Things always had a way of turning for the worse before they got better and it was seem whatever plot was to unfold, this shadow was but a foreshadow in its course.

[PhantomStone]

ghost sighed and wished that she could stop her head from hurting, figured out what was happening with this place. figure out if these guy's were friends or not. and figure out how to see. the falcon girl followed quietly behind the large raptor. the falcon girl remained quiet. walking on light feet as they walked through the town. while walking she tried to sort out what she had "seen" in the town by the fountain. there was a murder. and the falcon girl felt slightly sick that she was just walking away without trying to do something. anything, would be better than just leaving a dead and unmarked dead man in the streets. while his killer just calmly walked away. oh quiet ghost, what could you do the falcon girl told herself. take down a raptor assassin, and a dragon chameleon who both are older, wiser, stronger and faster than you. ya that would go over real well. ghost still couldn't help feeling guilt at leaving the dead person in the square.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Rigor followed, wondering where they were heading, but also rambling to herself. She curled her tail absently around the falcon's shoulder, almost pulling her along since she felt that the avian was having trouble. It was obvious she was blind. She licked her monstrously sharp mouth, removing some of the blood. It was warm against her silky scales, and again oddly comforting. Having just  committed murder, she figured she might have been a bit more panicked.. But she couldn't find herself doing so. She felt no remorse whatsoever.. And it was slightly disturbing. She kept glancing over her shoulder, keeping watch for anything out of the ordinary or odd looks considering she was covered in gore.. But her sight was hard to adjust to, as it was very keen. She thought she had seen another reptile, but she shook her head, telling herself it was only her imagination.