Walking down the streets of Connlaoth when She was passing through the city was always Kraaits favoriet pass time. Particulary when She was passing through. Though the only probleem for her is that She is blind and often takes the same route just to aviod getting lost. It was fool proof most of the time. But today it did not seem her lucky day.
Kraait felt her feet getting sore as she walked down one of the side streets. Often bumping into walls or trilling over her feet and lose stones.
After a few minutes of struggling she bumps into someone, "Sorry sir." She says quietly. The man glares at her and pushes her aside the small of drink radiating off him, "Your sorry?! Why dont you look at where your going and not look down at the ground little girl!"
He then proceeds to start to hit her. Kraait tries her best to Dodge only able to cocomplish it when she heard or felt him take a step which then allowed her to guess which direction he was going to attack from.
Eventually he grabs her left arm a pulls off the cloth covering the swirls and shadows emitting from it making her use her wind magic to blow him back to to cut his cheek. With a silent prater She sent to whatever god She could think of asking that the man wouldnt notice.
But her prayer went unanswered and the man takes a step back shaking whispering,"Demon spawn. Magic user."
With that her screams and runs down the street yelling about a demon spawn and that She was a magic user. He suddenly got quiet and a pair of mordechai comes running up the street judging by the weight of their footsteps and the amount of them.
Residing to her fate She sits down against the wall and listens to the sound of them coming closer. It wasnt like it was her fault She was blind and could use magic, plus had the black marking that was now emitting black mist on her arm. She had no where to go.
Asta breathed heavily has the sun beat down on her. Somehow she forgot that the world was not as cold as the frozen tundra. Asta took her gloves off and took off a layer of fur, laying it on the carradge seat. Asta's father was currently making another deal with a weathly family, letting the woman feel the fur. Asta watch some more than slowly walked away, her father was all buissnes now, he wouldn't notice her missing. She walked down the street, watching the people. Some looked like they barely even worked a day in their lives.
She contunied to walk when she heard an commotion. She speed up and looked down an side street. There was a girl with a couple of men sourounding her. The girl looked defenceless and was on the ground. Asta ran forward and shoved one out of the way, standing infront of the girl and pulling out a hunting knife. She sneered at the men, one reach forward to grab her. She growled and snapped at him, her knife slicing air.
One produced a sword and came at her. Asta ducked and sliced his leg, and as he bent, she head butted him, making him fall over. The other three, one that looked drunk and cowering in the back, looked at her. The other two also produced swords, and ran at Asta. Asta quickly dogged one only to get hit whith the others sword hilt. She turned and slashed at him. The other grabbed her arms and tried to making her drop her knife. Asta jumpped up and flipped him over, his head slamming into the ground. The last man charged at her again. Asta tried to block the cut with her knife, the sword swepped past and sliced her cheek. She growled and lunged forward, biting the man's nose. He yelled and dropped his sword. Asta spat out his blood and turned to the drunk man as he looked paralyzed. Asta took one step towrds him and growled. He turned and ran, leaving the street. Asta then walked over to the girl and bent down.
"You alright?" She asked, noticing the weird mark on her arm. She silently hoped she did the right thing.
The sudden loud racket made Kraait flinch. Not to mention the loud streaming and the metallic smell of what seemed like blood to her. She felt another persons présence close to her and felt them step forward only to bend down.
She smelt odd to her not to mention her voice was odd. She nodded, "Just a bit brused but Im Allright." She feels her arm and around on the ground, after a minute She finds her wrappings for her marking and wraps up her arm feeling it carefully to make sure that She covers all of it and maken any fixes to any errors there was. The smoke disappeared and Kraait felt a but better and She motions to Asta to come closer, "Can I see you? I would like to know your face... miss....?"
She last her hands in her lap after getting to a sitting position while looking towards who knows where.
It took Asta a moment to relize that the girl was blind. She scooted closer and shifted a bit. There was a low groan from one of the men. Asta tapped the girl's shoulder.
"We should go. I don't know how long these men will be out. Plus one ran off so there might be more coming." Asta said, standing up, holding out her hand. "Where do you need to go?"
"I need to leave this country for a while. Now that Mr.drunk decided to be a total pain. We probably have a good bit more unwanted attention. I would have been out of her by now but sort of lost my way that I usually take" She feels around before taking Astra's hand and stands up, "Sorry but since you helped me out you might have to be more careful around here for a while."
"Ha, like to see them try. Besides, we only come out here once a year." Asta answered, looking down the streets for more trouble. The road was clear so Asta stepped out and headed back to where her father set up the carriage. Soon she saw her father, packing up the leftover furs. She turned back to the girl. "If you want, I can see if my father would be willing to let you ride with us. We head north, past the Kilanthro Mountains. Our home is in Hyotie."
The idea pf finally getting out of the city made Kraair happy. She smiles and nods, "The only problem is I have never been north before somI dont have a lot of north bonus clothing." Kraait had to stay in the warm climates since id She got lost in the dessert or in a show storm shed probably be dead within a few days. "My names Kraait by the way."
Asta smiled and nodded her head.
"It is nice to meet you." They approached the carriage. Asta's father was tall, his blond hair was put into a pony tail. He paused and looked pointly at Asta. She sighed and truned to Kraait.
"I will be right back, just wait here while I talk to father about the situation. Heres the carriage." She said, moving Kraait's hand. "It'll be just a moment."
"Okay." She feels the carrage in wonder and workshop her way to the horses and smiles as she pets them. "Take all the time time you need." She was a bit worried when She heard Asta sight but pushes it away.
Asta thought that she would have to fight her father about letting Kraait come with but he was surprisingly willing to help. Asta walked back to Kraait and smiled.
"Father said that you can come with, but he says unless you plan on staying in Hyotie that you should follow the Kilanthro Mountains to Serendipity. We have extra fur so you can use that. Come, we leave now."
Asta helped Kraait into the carriage. Asta's father lifted the reins and the horses started off, heading to the gate of the city.
"How long is the ride usually?" Kraait asks. The movement of the carrage made her uneasy and since She was not used to riding in one it might make her feel sick. So many questions were bunzing in her mind that She wanted to ask since She never meet anyone from Kyroite before. But She thought better of if to help keep Asta from getting over whelmed. Maybe I could ask her to let me use that spell so I can see what Hyroite is like but thatll cause me to much energy. She thinks. "Can you describe me the area when we arrive? I dont want to be a burden."
Asta nodded.
"Sure and the ride the mountains takes about a day, and another two or so days to get through them. After that it depends how the weather is, how much you carry. Do you have the supplies to get through anything thrown at us, stuff like that. Anything else?"
"I dont Carry supplies. Lost the need to a while back when I lost my sight and got this stupid marking." She smiles. "But I do have poisoned knives and some magic."
Asta shifted remembering the men from before. She was also wondering what that marking was on Kraait's arm.
"I hope you don't mind me asking, but why were those guys after you?"
"I bumper into the drunk dude. He was one of those angry drunks. And he just decided to go on and start attacking me. Then he yanked the cloth on my arm off, I paniced and used magic. When I did he saw what the marking was and then he ran off helling for the Mordechai." She leans back, "I seem to have that effect on people."
"Well, you clearly don't have that much of an effect on me." Asta grinned, "Actually, I have magic too. I just don't use it. No need for magic when all you do it trap animals.
"People usually know what my arms is. And you should practice using it a bit more. For all you know a dragon or something could attack." She plays with the handle of the door Some and when shenfigures out what it is She leaves it be. "Can you describe the carrage for me? It seems like a Nice one."
"I probably should practice my magic, but I don't have time to. Same goes for your mark. I should know what it is but, eh. As for the carriage, it's a strong oak. Dark, not one for looks, meant to get jobs done. There's a driver's seat, then there's the back, full of left over furs. Its sure in hell not fancy. But there are two horses, one is a paint the other a chestnut. The paint is Marty, stubborn as a mule. The other is Gills. He doesn't have actual gills, but he loves the water. We don't own the horses, if we take them with us, they would most likely die. There's a stable where we leave them at, it's in the mountain pass that connects the frozen tundra with the rest of the world. We leave the carriage there too, easier to travel through the snow. Uh, am I talking to much?"
Kraait smiles, "No. You arent talking to much. Its been So long since Inactually got a chance to talk to another woman since I travel a lot. Its Nice. You gave the perfect Description also. Thank you." The only problem She had on her mind was walking through snow. With a yawn She leans her head against the wall of the carrage. "Sorry. This carrage is cozy. You dont mind if I sleep right? It seems like itll be a while yet huh?"
"Yeah, go ahead. We're leaving the city now so we should be clear for a while. I'll wake you when it's time to eat." Asta said leaning back as well. She forgot how tired she was, especially after fighting those guys. Her cheek itched, the healing process already happening. Asta yawned and shook her head. "Actually sleep sounds good right now. I just might join you."
"Go ahead. I don't judge." She heard what Asta said before that but she didn't feel like acknowledging. She was scared of course since she had never been up north and the mordechai would have their eyes open for them both probably in the future. But this was the first time she felt safe enough to sleep mostly because she was always on the road and woth beasts prowling about also the Inns made her nervous since she would have had no way of defending herself efficiently. She cloeses her eyes and starts drifting off.
Gr'gr hicked up his pants.
"Go to Reajh, they said, it's going to be fun they said, you'll like it there, they said... Why the heck did they think a goblin from Hyroite would like such a warm place... Ugh more bugs!"
Gr'gr slaps a bug that had latched onto his arm, making it pop off.
"All righty then..." Gr'gr mutters as the 2 foot tall bug gets up and started to fly towards Gr'gr again.
"You asked for it." Gr'gr slips his hands under the cloth of his robe, and pulls they back out. Only this time they had worn out brass knuckles on them. Gr'gr cracks his neck and slams his fist into the bug's face. The bug flips and goes flying.
Gr'gr starts to run towards the giant bug and slams his fist into the things gut, and off it goes again, flying another few feet away. Onward Gr'gr ran, and the bug keept on flying, but no matter how much or how hard Gr'gr kept on hitting it, the danmed thing wouldn't die.
Unfortunately Gr'gr did not know about this type of bug, so how could he know that this bug had one of the toughest exoskeleton amoung the bug kind, and his fists where not really hurting it... Also Gr'gr wasn't the most smartest being around...
Eventually Gr'gr runs the bug all the way to they road, where in the distance a carriage was slowly but steadily heading towards the goblin's path.
Asta woke as her father shouted something. Asta sat up quickly and looked around. There was still light outside and Kraait was still asleep. Asta reached out to wake her but there was another shout.
"Begone bug! I will eat you and your minon!"
It was her father. Asta stood up and looked out. Her father was chasing a goblin while fighting off a large bug. Asta pulled out her hunters knife and jumped out. She ran at the goblin.
"I got him father! He's mine!" She yelled as she attacked the green thing, teeth barred, growling.
Oh for the gods sake. She was literally a sleep for what seems like to her a minute or two. She hears commotion outside of Asta helling and her father yelling. Kraait grumbles a bit and stumbles out of the carrage healing the sounds and breathing. She feels for the knives on the back of her belt and grabs on and runs towards the bug and aims to stag it in the gut or through the shell if hard enough.
Grgr frowns when the man calls him the minion to the stupid bug. But his expression changes he he sees the supposed 'civilised' Human bare her teeth and growls at him. His eyebrow raised, he leaps back and raises his fists. She seemed to be more savage than the others Humans he had meet, but that could be because she grew up in a savage Human tribe? Grgr looks at the Human in front of him with disinterest, but his eyes crinkle with interest when he sees the obviously blind girl climb out of the carriage. Maybe she was kidnapped by the Savage Humans, and was now taking revenge against her capturers?
Unfortunately for Grgr interest the girl lunges at the bug. Grgr sighs and turns his attention to the girl. Lucky he did it then, the Savage Human was faster than he assumed. She lunged forward and would of killed him if he hadn't leaped back in time although he was a little too late. The blade cuts a deep gash down his chest.
Grgr looks down at his chest and his eye turn red, literally and figuratively. Grgr looks up from his wound and glares at the Savage Human. His eyes give off natural intimidation as they glow red. One could literally see his muscles start to expand. His originally untoned self, turns buffer and ripped, his brass knuckles automatically to fit his knuckles, along with his clothing expanding with his body. Even someone without knowledge of magic, one could tell that they were all magic, not to mention someone with magic. Grgr leaps forward and attacks the Savage female Human.
Asta attackes the goblin. She noticed that he looked at something behind her. She looked quickly and saw Kraati stepping out from the carriage and attacking the bug.
Asta turned back to the goblin and saw it still distracted. She reached out, cutting his chest. The goblin looked down and when he looked back up, his eyes turned red. Asta took a step back as she watched the goblin's body seem to change. He grew bigger, his muscles becoming more intune.
"Father?!" Asta calls out, looking at her dad as to what to do.
Torien smiled from his perch in a nearby tree. His form was rather tiny and difficult to spot, but the right glint from the sun could have reflected his wings to the ground and made his presence known.
"Geez, what a sore sight," he muttered, crossing his arms. He'd been through hell before, but seeing it as a bystander was a different story altogether.
Still, the prospect of plundering the carriage was looking awfully promising. He carefully flew from tree to tree, his amber wings skittering loud and strong. He playfully shushed them as though they were thinking on their own before he descended through the window of the carriage.
There were a few things here and there, and at least one old book hidden beneath one of the seats. The tarter spine of the blue bindings drew him closer and he grinned. "Jackpot," he whispered.
Carefully he yanked the hardcover open and began to scan through the pages for anything interesting.
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There was a loud snapping sound and everyone seemed to look at once. Since both Asta and Father are trappers, everything that they basically owned, was a trap. It was a combination of hapit and hobby.
The trap was sent for anything to be picked up that was not fur, Asta's families lively hood, then the trap would be triggered. The trap itself was of iron bars, it was quick, spring traps tend to be.
The iron was hidden between the wood, meaning when it was set off, the carriage would be destroyed, the horses loose, and what ever inside, brusied from the sudden jolt and knocked around some.
Asta watched as the last piece of wood and fur fell from the sky, the cage trap rocking slightly. For a moment Asta panicked, thinking Kraati might have picked up something she was not to, but it was only a fae. Asta smiled.
Fae are harmed by iron and are unable to touch it, leaving them weak and Asta has had her own experience with iron.
The fae was small, but not small enough to escape without getting a few burns. Asta's father quickly finishes the bug and started over to Asta and the goblin, his face red with anger.
Asta ran back over to Kraati, trying to watch her father and the trapped fae at the same time.
Torien yelped as he was jostled within the iron confines of the trap, the iron screwing with his head. While for him it didn't burn to the touch the same way a hot poker would, the presence of it made his skin burn like a rug burn times a thousand, and his head ache from the metal's resonance. The headache got so bad that he couldn't see, and he stumbled to the only safe spot of the trap, which lay between two bars that leaned against the ground. He breathed.
His lip quivered as Asta approached, and his wings skittered in nervous anticipation.
"Hehe.... tada!" he muttered to himself.
This was really bad. The anticipation of placing traps could only mean that the ones who sent them were professional trappers. Judging by the tall-folk around him, he knew who set those traps.
His glamour had absolutely no effect within the iron trap. He couldn't transform. He couldn't even fly from the weakness the iron cast upon his skull.
His adrenaline addiction had finally painted him into a precarious corner.
Grgr jumps when he hears the snap from the carriage. He turns and looks to see the carriage collapse.
'Oh no! The Savage Humans caught a Fae!' Grgr was once saved by a group of Fae from some hunters, so even though goblins and Fae have absolutely no kinship, Grgr still feels kindred with Fae. To see that small Fae trap pained Grgr's heart.
Grgr glares at the iron cage, and using his berserker speed, he runs past the human man, and leps to the side of the cage. Grgr quickly scans the cage and see how to open it. With a quick pull and a pop Grgr yanks open the cage gate and quickly scoops up the Fae. Grgr leaps away from the cage, making sure not to hurt the small Fae. One couldn't see it, but Grgr squeezes his fists before he picked up the Fae and his brass knuckles, which are actually made out of iron despite it's name, disappears from his hands. Grgr scans the surrounding and moves away from the Savage humans.
"It's okay, I know a Fae clan and have gotten their blessing." Grgr mutters to the small Fae in the Fae language. Grgr cups the Fae in his hand, protecting him, but in turn makes it almost impossible to escape his hand.
Torien jumped at the sight of the goblin reaching his hands into the cage. Although he was plenty grateful for being freed, he soon found himself in the man's cupped hands. He wasn't quite sure of whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, considering that being kidnapped was still being kidnapped no matter who it was, but he was far more willing to trust someone who broke him out of a place that hurt him.
He rubbed his head and stood up carefully. "You didn't have to go through the trouble, sir. I can't imagine what they'll want from you after that stunt. Even so, thank you. I don't think things would have been so smooth if you'd not taken the risk."
He leaned and looked over the goblin's shoulder. "I think they are still after ya," he said.
At least he wasn't being squashed or squeezed tightly by the fellow. Crumpling his wings would have severely handicapped his mobility and forced him to walk. Goodness knows what he would have encountered as a groundling.
Kraait glares towards where the carrage was, "Where are they? I wanna slap em silly." She puts her hands on the ground and concentraties her feeling and hearing. In the very leest She did not want the demon in her to get hungry for blood. So She usually found other ways of obtaining blood from theives or even mordechai if it came to it as a final resort. She hated it but what was She going to do? She turns her head towards all directions.
Torien managed to squirm out of the goblin's fingers and fly up into the air to get a better vantage point. "Uh, mister goblin, call it a hunch of mine but I think you'd either stay still or flee."
He flew toward Kraait and flew quick circles around her. "You know," he said, adjusting his language to the proper one for her, "I may not be too keen on my own safety but I know supernatural when I see it. Whatever you're up to, I would definitely advise against it."
He hovered in front of her face. "Besides, it didn't seem like the poor fellow was doing anything harmful. He was caught in you louts' clumsy crossfire. If you're looking for a transgressor, you're not going to find it in him. Well, at least besides the fact that you were jerks to him. No wonder he fought you, it was in self-defense."
He flew a bit to the left. "In any case, it's clear your searching for a target, so I'm doing this as a favor for him saving me from that hell-trap you tall-folk put me in." He kept himself still and smirked. "Well, if you can actually find me."
Grgr was surprised when the Fae wiggled free, but let him go. It's not like he meant to hold him down. Grgr, unfortunately, calms down and his size reverses. Grgr nods to the Fae telling him to leave. Grgr starts to back up, then turns and starts to run in the opposite direction.
To bad he was no longer in his berserk form, because now he is not as fast as before. Someone could probably catch him.
Asta growled as she watched the fae and goblin. She took a dangerous step forward and the air became thin. The air temperature also dropped suddenly. One could bearly see their breath, Asta glared at the fae that now spoke to Kraati.
"I will not tolerate theaves, fae. If you think that is a hell trap, just wait till I get my hands on you. I will excuse the goblin for his actions, but that still does not stop the fact that you thouched something that did not belong to you."
The air became more cold and thin as Asta's anger rised. She hated this the most, she was usually more calm, not letting her emotions consume her. Heightened emotions like anger or love is enough to trigger her powers. She didn't want her father and new found friend to become harmed because of her actions.
Slowly she calmed, and the air became warmer, more easier to breath. Asta was still mad, but at least she was not about to commit murder, and kill the fae.
"I suggest, fae, that you pay for the carriage." She said her voice now flat.
Torien frowned and faced Asta, hovering high as to avoid being reached.
"I don't know if you get this but it isn't really stealing unless it is important or useful. From what your trap looked like, the book was tattered and torn. Also, do you expect someone as small as me to carry ANYTHING away?"
He flew up to her face, close enough to touch her nose. "I left my coin purse at my home in Serendipity, so if you expect something up front, I'm sorry to say that I have no desirable option for payment."
He turned around and slowly began to hover away, knowing full well he was within capture range. At this point, the adrenaline was captivating.
He faced her again and sighed.
"I could offer myself up as a plunderer, or we can head towards Serendipity, or some combination of the two. But as for payment right now, that is absolutely impossible."
He held a hand to his back, where a dagger was clipped to his belt.
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((OOC: I was told I posted far too early. I have gotten this mistake taken care of in terms of future reference.))
"How big is he? I wanna swat him out of the sky." She whispers to Asta father. Listening to him and Asta. Having lost the vibrations that indicated someone or something was in front or around her She could only guess that he was flying. But still She was looking around even though She could not see anymore out of what She had used to do when She could see. It also helped her hear better So She tilted her head to one side like an owl.
Grgr alternates between the Fae and the Savage Humans. He wanted to go, but he did not want to leave the Fae behind. So Grgr settled for backing up, but keeps the Fae in sight in case the Savages tried something.
"He's about uh, 3 feet. His flying, near your left, he's in front of Asta." Asta's father whispered quietly.
Asta started to feel like she was swatting at a fly that refused to go away. She looked over at Kraati and her father. She turned back to the fae.
"How about this, it's an offer you can't refuse. We're heading up north, and my friend here needs help getting to Serendipity. Instead of paying for the carriage, you take her there. Safely. If not, what ever happens to you is of your own decision, I am not responsible."
Torien frowned. "You expect me, a helpless little Fae, to take her there by myself? Judging from the trap earlier, goodness knows how difficult it would be to defend myself without a weapon. How do you expect me to defend myself AND her?"
He flew up to Asta's shoulder. "Why don't we all go, I can use my sweet talking to haggle the price down on overnight accommodations, we safely take her to Serendipity, AND you get the money for your carriage back? There's an offer you can't refuse."
He smirked. He had another form, something larger and more stable, so his claim of defenseless was was only a half-lie. Still, they didn't know that. They probably just assumed his kind was always so small.
"That way you get your payment and she stays completely safe."
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Kraait shrugs She definetly wanted to get out of Connalth so either way was ok with her. She scratches the back of her neck and keeps an ear on the gobin. There was no way She would beable to swat the fae out of the sky without knocking or hurting Asta. "Im not completely helpless guys. I just cant see." She smiles, "Though I usually do hier help to make sure I dont walk over the edge of a cliff." One of the downsides of being blind for her. Her father would usually lead her after the accident but he was not around so it was up to her.
They seemed to be at a stale mate, so after checking to make sure no one was watching him, Grgr reaches into his bag and pulls out a bag of dried jerky. Without paying attention to what was going on Grgr starts to eat, only after his 5th one he looks up to see everyone staring at him(Besides the blind one...).
".... What?" Grgr asks innocently.
Asta looked away from the goblin, shaking her head, and over at her father. It was his decision if she could go along or not. She doubt that the fae was completely useless and Kraati wasnt either. Asta's father walked forward, standing next to Asta.
"We walk to the mountains. Then we decide. We'll make a deal there, besides, it is probably safer." He said reaching his hand up. "What do you say?'
The Fae looked grimly at the man's hand. He wasn't sure to completely trust them, but when a hunter negotiated with trapped things like Fae, Torien had a good suspicion he could trust the father more than his daughter. Something about him was calmer, less temperamental.
Torien nodded and perched on one of the father's fingers. "You got yourself a deal. I think that you'll find me quite useful, sir."
His wings felt a bit heavier from the dew point and he sniffed the air. The smell of petrichor hung on his nostrils. "Weather's changing soon."
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"So I am guessing that we have sort of come to terms?" Kraait asks smiling, "The more the merrier." She sits down, "So how do you guys expect ua to make it through a shift in the weather if it is turning. It could be rain or snow. And by the looks of it we sort of don't have many options considering the thieving ball of glitter here and the jerky goblin." She points at the goblin and point the wrobg was towards the fairy.
Gr'gr finishes his piece of jerky in his mouth, wips his mouth and fingers clean with a piece of cloth. He puts the bag of jerky and cloth away. He clears his throat to get the attention of the large(and extremely tiny) people.
"Ehm. I might have a solution, to uh, your problem. If I may?" Gr'gr asks the worried folk. He was scratching his ear as he spoke.
Gr'gr had a place a couple of miles off, an empty cave he found and noted it in case he might have needed.
Asta looked the goblin, no sure if he was still a threat but Asta's father placed a hand on her shoulder, shaking his head. She nodded and faced the goblin again.
"What is it." She said, still a little hostile.
Torien grumbled. "I'm a bit more than a ball of glitter miss," he said, flying in front of Kraait. "It's not fair to assume I was thieving. I found a book and I wanted to read it, end of story."
He landed on the ground in front of her and flicked his wings. "The nerve of you tall-folk, accusing a seeker of knowledge to thieving. The only things that go missing under my watch are unimportant baubles, not precious gems or artwork like some more brutish faefolk."
"The last time I checked fairy was that I am blind and never seen your kind. And there is something called a library and I'm pretty sure if you asked Asta or her father they would've given you permisson." She smiles lookibg towards Torien. And lays down on the ground, "So don't blame me if I can't see you without touching your face." Man she was dead tired. It was getting a tiny bit chilly for her though and she curls up and lays there listening.
"It's a cave." Gr'gr says to the savage trapper. "It's large, and will almost certainly keep us dry from rain and keep us warm if we have a fire." Gr'ge looks up. "It's quite a distance away. If we want to get there, we have to go now or we might not make it." Gr'gr was planning on going if they came or not. In fact the only reason he stayed was for the fae.
Gr'gr pulled his cloak closer, it was getting quite chilly and big storm clouds started to form over head.
Asta didn't wait, she nodded to the goblin and walked over to Kraait.
"Come on, stay awake." Asta said, she grabbed one of the furs on the ground and handed it to her. Asta father grabbed some of the other furs, handing some to the others. "Let's go." Asta said helping Kraait up "Lead to way."
Torien flew into a nearby bush and changed his form, growing in height. He had luckily stashed clothes there earlier, and he emerged from the brush in a dusty tunic and breezy trousers.
"May as well get myself dressed for colder weather," he said.
He looked to his pouch on his belt and looked to Asta. "I change my mind, I'm at least gonna pay some collateral up front." He hated to part with money, especially when the villagers back home needed the materials for their homes, but he was certain that they could take shelter in the already-built homes until then.
He held the coin purse to the woman. "Well, we don't have all day. The winds are getting thick and you're gonna need some sort of bargaining chips when the weather gets unbearable."
"Thanks Asta." Kraait smiles and she snuggles into the fur. They were warm at least. "Hey Twinkles," She talks to Torien, "please don't fly. I won't be able to tell where you are at which is very unsettling for me."
Kraait has always preferred to know where her allies are at at all times if they travel with her. If she can't feel their vibrations in the earth it's like she is completely senseless and sort of alone. A feeling she does not like at all.
Grgr immediately started to head for his cave, while he can handle the cold, ice and snow, for some reason he absolutely hated rain. Moving at a speed barely followed by other people, Grgr made his way to the cave, only stopping once and awhile to let the others catch up.
When Grgr got to the cave he waited for the others to catch up, he decided to examine the cave for anything that might have happened while he was gone.
The cave was large, and went deep into the giant hill, maybe spamming across for around 50 ft while heading down at a slightly noticeable degree. The cave was perfect, formed just so to keep the air inside warm. In other words it was insulated. The walls of the cave where made with stone same as the roof, and the floor was made of dirt, or it is until one goes deeper. Then the floor turns to stone like the walls and roof.
Earlier Grgr had made the starting of a camp fire, but never lit it. In the back of the cave sat his furs that he collected. And in the other corner sat handmade barrels used to store food. Obviously there was food in side, dried meat to be exact.. Grgr wasn't planning on returning here, but in his travel he found that it helped to set up little checkpoints, or so he calls them, for him to retreat back to, if something goes wrong.
Seeing that nothing has changed, Grgr gathers some extra wood that was still dry and tosses them into the cave, somehow in a rather neat pile. He enters the cave almost right when the rain started to fall.
"Come on, before you guys get totally soaked!" Grgr calls out to the people, if anyone, who didn't make it to the cave in time. Grgr quickly lights the fire to dry the said people off.
Asta watched as the rain slowly started to fall. She looked at her father, his plantum hair started to stick to his head. He really hasn't been involved with the others and Asta began to wonder if he was testing her to see how she does outside of their sanctuary. He already saved her once with making the deal with the fae, she doubted he'll do it again unless he thought she couldn't do it.
Asta walked under the roof of the cave and started to take off her layers of fur, her size shrinking. Soon she was only wearing toursers that tucked into her fur and leather bound boots and a whiteish tank. It was now easier to see her muscles, though little. As her father did the same, Asta moved the furs closer to the fire so they would dry off, but not so much that they'll burn. She than sat down, fiddling with her manaia.
"It'll be awhile before the rain stops. We should rest, try to get so some sleep and continue tomorrow." She said, watching the fire.
Torien carefully gripped the blind girl's hands. "It's alright, it's still me, just a bit bigger.
He was miffed that Asta hadn't bothered with the down payment, but he figured she would be the skeptical type. It wasn't often that he found such curious individuals.
He moved with the girl to the cave and offered her the cloak that clung to his back. "It's cold out and with your frame you could catch pneumonia."
As he departed from the girl he began to find various stones and sticks inside the cave. The gears in his head began to turn, and he found himself stacking the materials, along with one of his boots, into a relatively stable shelter near Kraait.
"I sensed you could see through the ground, in a way. Can you sense this?"
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Kraait listens to Torien stack things to make a shelter, "It's not that I can see. It's more like I can feel." Kraait pauses to think of a better way to explain it. "If you ever been in a house or something like that and you feel the vibrations of someone walking near you or walking upstairs. It's like that." She feels around the cave and avoids the fire completely.
"If that's what's your wondering then I guess that's your answer. Though I do miss seeing colors and people faces actually. It gets sort of lonely not being to tell who people are based on their faces and not being able to see what you look like." She sits down near the shealter Torien was building, "I'd be a terrible witness to a murder or crime that's for sure."
She smiles and touches one if the materials carefully looking courius, "What is this cave like?"
Grgr walks over to the deeper side of the cave with the barrels of food. He lifts it up with one arm and brings it closer to the fire, using his knife he pries open the lid and lays it carefully down on the floor next to the barrel. Except in combat, Grgr had a sense of OCD, everything had to be perfect.
He pulls out of of the dried meat and stare at each of the people, and he slowly starts to pass out the chunks of meat to the people in the cave, and then he pulls some of the better furs from the pelts in the corner, his keen eye grabbing furs that fitted each people, which he also handed out.
"If you guys want more food, help yourself. Same if you want some more furs." Grgr says to anyone listening.
Grgr steps up to the fire and moves the logs around, and soon the logs were almost perfectly symmetrical, with the other logs. After a few quick movements of grabbing specific sticks, soon they were symmetrical too.
On the of the wall of the cave, stuck in it where metal rods put in there by Grgr when he was here last time. He hangs up his cloak and then he lays down on his 'bed' and eats his meat before turning over and closing his eyes, laying his sword down next to him. Grgr was almost instantly asleep, but he would wake up at the first loud noise that was unusual.
Asta let Kraait and the fae be. When they got to the mountin pass, they would most likely be going diffrent ways, meaning the fae will be Kraait's only guide. Asta laid back, listening to the music that the rain and fire sung.
Torien wondered what had happened to this girl so long ago. His magic was nowhere near the condition of other Fae, and thus there would be no way for him to do anything about the ailment.
Well, except help her of course. That was always a start.
He picked up a stone and smiled. "You can feel it if you try carefully," he said.
He pursed his lips and threw the rock hard against the ceiling, as hard as he possibly could. He took another and threw it against a few of the walls. He threw one towards Asta's left and against that wall. "Any vibrations?" he asked.
This girl didn't look like the type to smile. At the very least he was gonna try to buy her attention since he'd be stuck with her.
Kraait waits a second with the look of concentration on her face. After what seemed to her like a minute she sighs, "Nah. Usually it's the size. People are bigger then rocks which means a bigger vibration." She smiles a bit having heard the rocks touch their targets.
"Though I appreciate the effort though. At least I can hear them. Sort of like a bat." Kraait "looks" towards the fire, "Though I do have a spell I have been working on that allows me to see through other people's eyes in a way. Though they have to be willing. Which is never actually."
She wasn't to shocked about it. Who would want someone else using their eyes after all. It was rather weird in her mind but oh well.
OOC: Grgr is asleep, don't mind him. Just if anything happens let me jump back in.
Asta glared at the fae as he threw a rock in her direction. She turned around, her back the two of them. Asta thought about what Kraait said. It sounded like it would get awkward, was Kraait able to leave when she needed or was she stuck. And if she was stuck, and she saw through more than one pair of eyes, would it all come at her at once, or in flashes, wouldn't that be confusing.
Asta tapped her head. Stop thinking about it... you're not even interested in magic. No need to try and comprehend it.
Torien cackled a bit at Asta, who clearly was weirded out by his stone throwing. Even so, he stopped upon Kraait's admission.
As he heard her explain her magic, he grinned. He was always an enthusiast for thrills, and talk-folk magic was no exception. Well, as long as it didn't get him killed...
"You said you would have to have someone willing to do that, and that it's never happened" he said. "Have you ever done that before, then?"
He felt a bit bad asking it. He knew villagers back home who would be furious for asking such rude and invasive questions. At the same time, he didn't exactly nail communication with tall-folk very often.
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"Cast the spell on a mouse or another animal yes. But never on other humanoids." It was just a strict rule she came up with and followed strictly since there was no telling what it might do.
"Why do you ask?" She looks towards Toreins voice, well the general location of it that is with a courious look. He maybe a fairy but taht doesn't mean they have some goals or tricks up their sleeves on obtaining her or anyone else's magic.
If she did want to cast the spell she would probably need a good bit of sleep since she barely had in recently with the event thats unfolded unexpectedly. No telling what would happen to her if she didn't. Maybe the dThat was just the way things were for her.
"Oh and does the weather look like its gonna change for the better weather? If not we are gonna be here for who knows how long before it lets up."
(OOC: Still sleeping. BTW storm does not seem to be letting up. :P)
Asta rolled her eyes as the goblin's snoreing moved to her ears, and soon she could hear her fathers. The rain was still heavy, but it made everything smothered, like Asta was in a dream. She looked at Karrit and the fae.
"You two can keep talking but I'm going to bed. I doubt the rain will light up anytime soon." As soon as Asta said 'light up', lightning shot across the sky, thunder falling close behind it. Asta raised an brow as if to say 'see' and laid back down, closing her eyes.
Torien jumped a bit from the sound of the thunder. It seemed as though it had struck right outside. He'd never been that close to lightning before.
He sat a bit closer to Kraait. Immediately he noticed a shift in her demeanor from the sounds of the storm. "Not a big fan of storms are ya?"
He pulled his cloak over her a bit more. "It's alright if you're afraid, it's perfectly reasonable."
He remembered the time the stream in his old village had flooded most of the houses. His wings were weighted by the water and he had begun to sink.
He realized his grip on the cloak was tighter than he thought and he let go. "Sorry, I--"
He blushed up. "Bad thoughts. Just bad thoughts. Sorry, I'm not too friendly with storms either."
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Kraait's thinking was interrupted by the thunder. Then the next thing knew was that she was terrified.
Not only did the thunder hurt her ears but it also displaced all the sounds around her and caused a huge vibration which put everything off.
Her face went blank with fear and Kraait started to tremble while whispering phrases, and hugging her knees close together into a little ball. Whenever there was thunder it was like she couldn't see in her own way which really shook her.
"Make the storm stop please." She looks as though she was going to cry or get ill, "Pease make it stop."
Grgr leaps to his feet when the flash of lighting goes off.
"Gods...." Grgr mutters with a sigh. Grgr slowly puts down his sword that he picked, back where it was. He sits down on his piece of fur and sees the girl whimpering. He frowns and stands up.
As Grgr stomps his way over to the girl, he pulls a piece of foul smelling cloth from his bag. It was aan extremely powerful sleeping drug, and he was planning on using it.
Before he was exiled, his mother gave him the recipe and he made it him self. He has yet to find something it hasn't put to sleep, even magical beasts go to sleep, so Grgr doubts that the girl would stay awake.
Unfortunately, Grgr looked extremely threatening, almost like he was going to kill the poor girl.
Asta stood up. She didn't know that Kraati was afraid of thunder though it made sense now. She watched as the goblin stood, searched around, found what he was looking for, and turned menacingly at Kraati. Asta scooped up her knife and ran at the goblin. She grabbed it's arm and twisted it, throwing the knife to his throat.
"What is that?" Asta said threatening, nodding to the cloth.
Torien tucked himself over the girl. "Shh, it's alright," he said.
He was biting his own lip pretty hard, and as another strike of lightning came and the thunder followed, his protective side turned up to eleven.
He carefully picked Kraait up and carried her a bit further back into the cave, back into a place where the air was drier and the rumbling thunder slowly murmured.
He was shaking. Every fiber of his being told him to find higher ground. He was taller though, so puddles wouldn't have been enough to drown him.
He set the lady down. "I'm sorry for bringing you further back, I didn't mean to--"
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Kraait notices that she had been moved but was unable o do anything except being terrified beyond belief.She was vaguely aware of the world around her and her mind retreated into it's self.
Thiugh she was aware of someone talking to her then pausing. She tried to ask what was wrong but couldn't speak. She kept trying to whip up the nerve to speak or do anything but nothing came from it. Her ears were ringing and her head was beginning to ache a bit due to the thunder in jer ears.
(Kraait is probably gonna be like this till the storm is over. Gonna have her pop in when I feel like it or if one of yinz character's ask her something or does something lol)
"She needs to sleep. I'll help with that." Gr'gr says still walking to the girl. "She is terrified, and will only bring her and us a restless sleep and it's annoying." Gr'gr is a relatively good person, but he's still a goblin...
"It won't hurt her, and she'll dream peacefully. She'll be in such a deep sleep she will not even hear the the thunder." He stops and then looks to the savage human. "Unless you want her to be terrified?" emphasizing on want. "Then I'll just ignore her. It's not like I'm not used to screams, I can sleep just fine." Gr'gr waits for the woman's response.
Once Gr'gr's tribe was attacked. He and his brothers hid in there cave listening to their family's screams. It was then his hatred for things bigger then him appeared and his ability to ignore screams. Normally he keeps control of his emotions, but when it rains like this just like that night, he gets edgy, and bites back at what he thinks is 'challenging' him.
Asta felt her anger rise at the goblins accusation. She then watched the fae carry Kraati further in and Asta felt beat. She dropped the goblins arm and sheathing her weapon, to tired to argue or even fight. Asta walked over to the fire and laid down, facing the cave entrance.
(Since Mono is taking tests or extremely busy irl lets continue on and we can keave room forbher to reply any time if she can :3 sorry Mono)
[OOC: Yeah ok then. So then something has to happen to Torien so it's reasonable for him not to be there. Like everyone wakes up to found out that they are surrounded? If that's the case, then Catalina sound go first since Medlers goblin is gonna knock her out.]
[Ooc: I am so freakin sorry, I literally got carried away with school and work and pretty much life in general. If this thread died I apologize.]
Torien tried to sleep but was restless. It had been a long time since he'd seen home and he remembered exactly why he took a break. Drama, horror, anger... it all shook him.
He got up and moved towards the entrance of the cave where Asta slept. Carefully sighing he shed his clothes and changed his form. He carefully replaced his clothes with new ones before wrapping his large shirt around himself.
He turned to Asta and shuffled towards her, dragging his shirt. He stopped a few inches past her. "Psst- are you awake? I..." he paused. "I can't sleep."
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[OOC: It's fine my dude. That is completely understandable so let's see if we can get this thread up an running again.]
Asta stiffened as the fae came close. She gruntted in response, still sour from before. Asta wasn't sure if it was her pride or just the over all... resentment for Torien and Gr'gr. She still didn't like how everyone was easy to trust the two.
The rain was still pounding, but the lighting and thunder were less frequent. Asta turned, opening one eye to peer at the little man
"What do you want me to do about it?" Asta asked, her voice expressionless.
Torien sighed. It was never easy to work with humankind. They were lumbering creatures with little regard for fae homes.
His voice remained soft. "I don't really expect you to do much. I just..."
The rain was terrifying to him for different reasons. His kind were small enough for their wings to be weighed down in shallow streams, which could easily drown them. Mudslides would destroy entire cities with a low survival rate. He'd seen people back at his home who had come because their parents had disappeared in a storm.
"I know no amount of apology is going to repair the damage to your vessel." He said. "I was genuine when I said I was looking at that book. I hardly steal anything large, funny enough."
He looked out to the cave's entrance. The rain was letting up only slightly- the eye of the storm, surely. "Despite my lifting of bobby pins and thimbles, the most desirable treasure to hunt is knowledge."
He said down. "What do you normally hunt?"
Asta turned so she was facing the ceiling of the cave, her arm behind her head.
"Prey." Asta said, thinking of her home, "Food. Warmth. Shelter. I hunt animals for their meat to feed the young. For their fur to survive the winter."
Asta wasn't sure if she had answered his question. After all it was easy to tell that she hunted animals, with all the fur they left behind.
"I hunt rabbits and snow mice. Tiny mammals. There's polar bears, winter hogs, caribou, and other sorts of large animals."
Torien sighed. "Yes, you do hunt these things, but to what end? What do you seek in it all?"
Torien sighed. "Life is very difficult, but I'm certain I'm no stranger there. And yet... I wonder how you handle the responsibility of yourself, how you manage to remain so resilient in the face of failure or doubt."
Tall-folk were far more fascinating to Torien than his own kind. For what seemed like forever Torien's thirst for knowledge had drove him into dangerous places. It was very easy to escape from a place like this; he'd have to seek shelter somewhere hidden but he could easily escape.
And yet despite the easy escape his curiosity and obsession begged that he stay put.
"Miss, is there anything you wish you'd rather do?" He sat down again. "If you don't mind me asking, that is."
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(Welcome back Mono :D Kraait is still asleep so X3 it'll be a while before I'll reply but I'll keep tabs on thing :) )
[OOC: Nice. Medler won't be on for some time, so we can continue without him until he is able.]
Asta paused. She never been asked that question before. Her face twisted as she thought, unsure how to answer such a question. Everything Asta has done was for the tribe and only the tribe.
"I've never thought of it. I guess you could say I wanted to be like my mother. But that was when I was nothing but a child."
Asta's mother had been kind and gentle. One of the best healers in the tribe. Asta looked nothing like her. With her pale hair and muscular body, Asta was the completed opposite of her mother's dark hair and slim body. But that didn't matter to Asta, she liked how her mother smiled. And when she talked, she could make even the angriest man howl with laughter.
"She died." Asta said bluntly "being my father's only child, I learned the family trademarks. When he dies, I take his place as the pride of the York family."
"Seems like you're gonna have a lot on your plate. Are you scared of it at all?" Torien asked.
His mind was whizzing with regards to the community back home. He wondered if any trees had fallen, or any snakes had coiled in burrows nearby.
"Believe it or not, you wouldn't be alone if you were a bit scared," he muttered. "I'm sure of it."
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Asta scoffed, rolling her eyes at the fae's comment. She was not afraid, if anything, she was ready.
"My tribe means everything, we are family in both blood and soul. There is nothing that can make me afraid."Asta stated. And it was true for the most part. Asta has yet to face something that made her heart fear. Infact, where other people would fear, Asta will get pissed. "If something or someone gets in my way, I cut it down and continue forth. I am sure that there are others who are, but being scared isn't something we Yorks have."