Open - The Rumor Mill...

Oikawa's nose wrinkled. The stench of the city was never something he liked, much preferring the aromas of the wilderness just outside the cobbled walls of Stokbon; however, the lad chose to undoubtedly suffer the smells as he had business to attend to within the pubs laid along the street.

Golden eyes glimmered as he spotted a subtle bar tucked away in the corner ahead. I suppose I can start there, he thought as his legs carried him forward. Upon reaching the wooden closet-like door, the brunette sighed before lightly pushing it aside and entering. "Silas' Dive," he murmured, taking note of the name plastered on each wall of the medium sized room.

"Welcome to me bar," chortled a male feline-esque NPC who waved a mug upon his arrival. "Can I getchur a drink of ale?"

The brunette simply waived off the offer, before adding "No thank you, just browsing for now."

What does that even mean? He wondered, considering the bar only offered drinks and tables. Shifting his gaze to the crowd, or rather the few people occupying the space within the bar, he spotted one individual in particular and made his way towards them.

"Mind if I sit here?"

 

It had not been long of a walk before Zaveid had stumbled upon a bar he had never entered before. Strange, I swear I had been to all the bars of Stokbon.. Zaveid not only enjoyed taking drinks here, in game.. But he also enjoyed looking at the females that littered each bar, inn or tavern in the city. It took Zaveid a moment to read the title of the building, but upon further study he pronounced the name to what he thought to be correct. "Silas' Drive... What a strange name. I dunno if I pronounced it properly though..." With Zaveid speaking to himself he entered the bar, his eyes scanning around as if they were seeking something, the greeting of the bartender slipping over his own ears.

It had not been very long before his eyes fell on what he seemed to have been looking for. If one were to look in the direction that Zaveid was staring at, they would see a rather short felis with a rather large chest. It would not have been hard to guess what he was staring at, as his eyes seemed to be pointed rather downwards, or perhaps it would be assumed that it was simply because she was a short felis.

Non-the-less, Zaveid chose a seat at a table to where he could face her own table, so that he could look at her and her friendly companions. His realm of focus being on the rather busty chest of the kitty girl. His own thoughts of perverted nature being interrupted by a strong and calm voice, "Mind if I sit here?" It was of no question as Zaveid nodded in reply, allowing his own voice to sound in the bar, "I would not mind at all, go right ahead."

 

Upon first glance, Oikawa wouldn't have paid any mind to what the stranger had been staring at; however; upon a second review, he noticed what kept the young man so captivated.

Taking a seat, Oikawa offered a half-spin and a wave to the gals littering the table behind them. Turning back around, his features offered a much less cheerful demeanor and took on rather more stoic expression.

"The ladies here are certainly a sight. I'll give you that much. Especially those of the Felis race. But then again, most of the women here are still a treat in their own right." Golden eyes flickered to the person before him. He had spoke and subsequently forgot to introduce himself. A commonality he too often forgot in the presence of males.

Sitting back and scooting away from the man's direct view of the women, Oikawa offered his name. "My apologies, the name is Oikawa. And yours?"

 

The attention of the tan man switched back and forth from the man who had taken a seat and the rather beautiful females that he had been watching prior to the event of speaking.

Upon a switch and easy study of the man in front of him, he observed him to have a rather calm yet dry look in his eyes, along with a rather tall demeanor, only appearing to be two inches shorter than himself. Beyond his obvious observations, everything else about the new man seemed to go unnoticed by Zaveid.

"Aye, the ladies here are unlike any I have seen back home. If not their own outward beauty, then internally they are like a shimmering jewel. Though, I tend to prefer those that have more of an outward beauty than the inner beauty. I suppose both is even better."

"No need to apologize, I go by Zaveid around these parts.. I am undeniably the most perverted man you will ever meet, and I find no shame in it." Zaveid figured that if Oikawa did not like that fact that he were a pervert then, it Oikawa would have the right to ignore him and move on with his life.

 

The gray-haired man echoed the brunettes sentiments on the women. Even going further to explain that he preferred women that provided attractive exterior appearance over the blanket term personality used by most people around the world. The brunette suppressed a chuckle as he looked at the man who identified himself as Zaveid.

"Honesty, is something I can appreciate Zaveid. Your a man of perverseness and I am of no right to shame you for it. Haha, in fact, I applaud you for it. Most men can't agree to that openly in public." Relaxing his shoulders, the brunette sighed and tossed his head back to gaze at the lovely women once more.

"Not that its my business, but I suppose you're single yes?" The question was simple enough but Oikawa planned to use the answer to his advantage nonetheless. Perhaps this Zaveid would be more applicable if we had something in common. Such would be the case with these women, though a little bit of magic may be necessary to pull it off. Or I could simply just ask him outright? But then again, where's the fun in that?

 

With a chuckle sounding from himself, Zaveid was more than pleased to be able to say that he approved of this Oikawa man. "Truth be told, one is either open about being a pervert or they tend to keep it hidden, which results in being a closet pervert."

Zaveid raised his eyebrows and the grin remained plastered on his face, "You got that right, Single and proud about it. Why do you ask?" Zaveid himself was curious as to what Oikawa was planning, "Are you single?" Firing the question back seemed to make Zaveid feel better about his own curiosity.

Questions and conversations are a two-way street after all.. Throughout the whole conversation Zaveid had with Oikawa, the two seemed to exchange glances once in a while, but when not looking at each other, anyone could see that the women definitely had their attention as they talked and laughed. Each movement and slight twist each woman made seemed to cause their chest to bounce, gathering Zaveid's attention even more.

 

Majolica was in a bad mood. Today, like most days really hadn't gone as planned.

Oooh! it shouldn't be this hard to subjugate the entire world! More power is what I need! Ughhhhh but it takes sooo long. And fighting boars is hard...

Whining internally, Majolica passed by a bar.

Silas' dive? Well, whatever I'm tired. This is fine.

Majolica entered the bar dragging her staff on the ground behind her. Making her way to the bartender, she noticed @Zaveid lustfully staring at both the female patrons and the barmaids.

"Keep it in your pants, old man..." said Majolica sighing as she passed the man. She had said it loud enough to hear but didn't bother to make eye contact or stop walking.

Majolica reached the front of the bar.

"Barkeep! One cocoa, oh and two shots of candy! Hurry it up before I turn you into a frog! It's been a rough one and Mama needs her medicine!"

Why the bar carried candy and cocoa was anyone's guess. The bartender put down Majolica's drink and snacks then left. She took a big swig of her cocoa, ate a gummy worm and a few jelly beans, then emptied the shot glasses filled with candy into her drink and took a big gulp.

"Ahh! I'm alive again! hehehe, I don't need to get down on myself! I'll just move at my own pace! Patience is the calling card of Grand Witch Majolica!"

Apparently, her candy drink had lifted her spirits back up.

 

Oikawa nodded in agreement with the man's sentiments. Tis true, better to be open and disclose your passion than to not disclose it and pay the consequences. Edging closer to the table, the brunette folded his arms across his chest and leveled his golden irises with Zaveid. "I couldn't agree more," he chimed. "As for why I asked, its simple really. Well depending on how confident you are in yourself of how much confidence you can see in me." Leaning closer, continued. "We both know you fancy the lasses there. What would you say if I could--

"Keep it in your pants, old man..."

Looking up, Oikawa noticed a rather loud and rambunctious little mage girl prancing toward the barkeeper. Motioning towards her, Oikawa asked Zaveid. "Is that a friend of yours?" The witch continued to speak aloud, maybe to herself; or maybe to the general populace. The tan man remained unsure.

Not wanting to entertain the interruption any further, he returned his attention to the man before him. "So as I was saying...Actually riddle me this, what do you know of the Elysid Court and the Tora? If you an spare the knowledge that is." While not his original plan, the brunette decided that deception would be least effective against a man who openly spoke of his perversion and opted to tell the truth rather than hide it.

I wonder what he knows. Perhaps it'll be more useful and less bloody than my last few trips around these parts.

@Zaveid @Grand Witch Majolica

 

Magdalyn glanced up from her glass of water, and blinked at the bar's newest arrival. The girl looked to be sixteen or seventeen, were Mags to compare her to the high schoolers she saw every day. Her hair was bubble-gum pink, and that seemed to suit her personality just fine. Though her demands bordered on bossy, the precise words she chose indicated that rudeness was not her intention. On the contrary, perhaps this was simply the norm for the Yladian, whose tell-tale pointed ears poked through her mop of rose hair. Some people were simply the bubbly sort, happier in the spotlight than anywhere else. Magdalyn, on the other hand, preferred to watch from the wall. She could handle the spotlight, and did every day as a teacher. But watching from afar let her observe, and speculate as to why people were the way that they were.

She might been content to continue watching, were it not for the woman's unusual order, and delightful response to it's arrival. Mags could not help but grin at the patron who occupied the stool next to her. "Bartender," she called, motioning with a small wave of her hand. When the man turned to her, she said, "I would love to have the same, please." Then, swinging her gaze toward the witch, she asked, "So long as you don't mind my stealing your drink order?"

@Grand Witch Majolica

 

With keen and listening ears, Zaveid zoned in onto Oikawa, ready for him to reveal his plan. It had not been very long into Oikawa's own sentence that a pipsqueak interrupted Oikawa to make an arrogant comment about Zaveid seemingly, 'not being able to keep it in his pants'. Brushing the comment aside, Zaveid grimaced at the question that appeared from Oikawa's lips. "Never met that kid before in my life."

Much to Zaveid's disappointment it seemed as if Oikawa had retracted from his previous plan, instead prying at Zaveid for information. "Well, I suppose I can let you in on what I know. But in return I am still curious about what that plan of yours was..." Zaveid bartered with Oikawa, curiosity ebbing at the man's mind.

"The Elysid court is made up of both the Elysid and the Tora. Simply put, they go hand in hand, one cannot exist without the other. Both forces of good and evil in the world. The Elysid are the "pure" the light side in a sense. The Tora is the exact opposite. Those with greed and loneliness. Death and Suffering is represented by the Tora. How the Tora came to be was that four deities were cast out of the Elysid Court due to their own thirst for destruction. The four deities are.. To my knowledge, Ahra.. Who is represented by a black rose. Destruction and Adultery are her strong suits. Next is Elwora.. Represented by a venom-dripping kukri. Resides over Betrayal and Sacrifice. Then comes Synra.. Her own symbol being a crescent moon atop a gondola. She resonates with death and loneliness. Finally is Ansora. He is represented by a mask. Slanted on either side. One upwards one downwards. His domain is deceit, vengeance and murder."

"As for the Elysid Court.. There are eight of them, too many to go into details.. But here. Let me just share some information.." With a tap of his screen, Zaveid brought up the share information page. Clicking 'send' a message, Zaveid attached what the Eight deities of the Elysid Court domained over and represented, and sent it over to Oikawa.

"Now then.. Tell me about that plan of yours."

@Oikawa Seijuro

 

"Fair enough," chimed the noirette as Zaveid began to delve into what he knew of Terrasphere's Gods. Starting with the court itself, he explained the difference between the Elysid and the Tora and their union. A fact that Oikawa had not yet known himself. Given his request for the Tora more specifically, he listened especially close to the topics of each one.

Having heard a rumor from before he joined Terrasphere, Oikawa was intent on obtaining the powers of the blood-based God. However, what he had not been told was that the Tora, the evil side of the court the God resided with, were in fact the evil side f the court. His crimson eyes narrowed as Zaveid continued. Detailing each Tora god and what they presided over, Zaveid chose a rather different method to dispense the information on the pure side of the court. Opting instead to send him a message revealing as much information as he had acquired on them.

Accepting the message, Oikawa nodded and granted the man his due thanks. "Thank you, they're rather interesting. The Gods that is. Do you know anything more of the Tora? Where they are worshiped? If anyone has taken pledge to them?" The questions came fast. He had rattled of another three before he had even realized that he hadn't kept up his end of the deal.

Chuckling to himself, he relaxed into his seat before speaking again. "Aha, my apologies. My end of the deal hasn't been upheld." Drawing in yet another breath, a grin found itself creeping along his features. "I was going to attempt to bribe the information from you in exchange for a night with one of those ladies," he commented while gesturing to the lovely felis women occupying the table behind them. "Truth be told, my dabble in illusion spells is very limited, that said, my ability to curse the girls is nothing too mild," he said with a grin. "They'd still be of their own mind, but they'd be compelled to at least attempt whatever you suggested. However, if their will is stronger, the curse simply wont hold. Felis control is far harder than that of humans," he mused.

"But enough of that, it seems your 'friend' over there has drawn a companion," commented the mage as he pointed out the two women at the bar enjoying similar drinks of what appeared to be hot chocolate and candy. An interesting combo I suppose.

@Zaveid @Magdalyn @Grand Witch Majolica

 

Majolica happily swung her legs back forth. She loved sweet things, and why wouldn't she? Every witch loves sweet things, like candy houses for instance. Or, wait, that witch only used the candy house to lure children in to eat them, right? Hmm... so maybe that one witch liked eating children more than candy. But, let's be honest, if she decided to live in a house made of candy, it's not like she hated the stuff either, right? For instance, you're not going to live in a house made of broccoli if you don't like broccoli. Anyway, let's just say that witch's generally, like most people I might add, like candy and Majolica being a witch loved it.

While taking another sip of her drink, she noticed a woman appear next to her. Majolica looked her over with a side-glance, then scooted away in a "moody cat" movement. When Majolica heard the woman order the same drink, she quickly looked up meeting the woman's eyes. The woman looked nice enough, like maybe a warrior type judging from her spear and armor.

"Hmm... if she like candy she can't be a horrible person. Maybe this person could be my henchmen... hehehe..."

Majolica had a bad habit of saying what she was thinking out loud.

Did I say that out loud? Ooooooh... maybe she didn't hear.

The woman then asked Majolica for permission to order the drink. Majolica didn't know why she did this... but let's be honest, Majolica liked feeling like she was in a position of authority.

"Hehehe! I see you are also a person of culture..."

Majolica grinned widely.

"I suppose it would be rather crude of me, The Grand Witch Majolica, to deny one such as yourself, such a wickedly hedonistic beverage... hehehe! Yes! I give you permission! Hehehehe! And what is your name, valiant warrior!?"

Majolica scooted her barstool a bit closer to her new henchmen.

@Magdalyn

 

With a swift lift of his eyebrows, Zaveid grinned. "Well, I may not need a spell to gain the attraction of a beautiful young lady." He winked at Oikawa before getting all serious. "The Tora? Why do you wanna know more on the specific of them..If you dont mind my asking? Has anyone taken a pledge with one of them? From my own knowledge there are those that are planning to.. But I do not believe anyone has been able to as of yet... As for where they are worshiped. Each diety has several temples in different towns. Smaller towns devote themselves to a single diety, while larger towns like Stokbon have numerous amounts of temples. I heard from an NPC a while back that a few mastery advancements let you devote yourself to a single diety and gain powers from them that are centered around their reign of supremacy."

With a shift in his seat, Zaveid narrowed his eyes, "What are your plans here in Terrasphere?" With a small grunt, Zaveid continued on, "Hopefully nothing all too bad?" Glancing back at the young company of the felis, Zaveid watched as they seemed to be finishing their food and drink, "I myself for tonight at least plan on making my own way with one of those young girls. So let's finish up our conversation before they leave?"

 

Oikawa grinned at Zaveid's comment. "Perhaps not, but spells are always a fall back not that I truly ever use them myself." The two seemed to be lighthearted in their depiction of women, a revelation that some would deem crude, creepy, or down right repulsive. But to them it seemingly didn't matter. The serious vibe Zaveid suddenly donned caught the attention of the noirette. Continuing, the grey haired man explained what he could recall about the group. His own questions interweaving within the narrative he wove with each sentence.

The mage nodded as he came to understand the knowledge passed to him. Waiting for a pause in the man's speech, the noirette interjected to answer some of his questions. Even going as far as to entertain the thought villainy. "To be honest, the allure of something dark has always been a fascination of mind. In the real world, I would never think to commit acts of crime or sin, but here, in Terrasphere, you can explore the 'dark side' like never before. Not to say it won't go without consequence or repercussions, but it is a game and being on the evil side, playing the villain, is something I want to entertain. And what better way to do that than to learn about the origin of Terrapshere's dark side hmm?"

A grin laced Oikawa's face as he continued. "Or perhaps I just want to learn about what tot watch out for when it comes to these beings. You can truly never be too careful, especially in video games where dying has a price haha." While his 'second' answer wasn't a lie, his original answer was far closer to the truth than he was willing to admit. The allure of evil was a far more compelling narrative than fighting for what was right. He wanted to write that narrative.

At Zaveid's mention of wrapping up their talk in hopes he could take one the felis women home with him, Oikawa chuckled and begin to rise from the table. "Certainly," he responded. "Thank you for entertaining my questions and company." Nodding to the women who were also raising up to leave, "You best make your move now. May we meet again." And with that, the noirette departed the bar, passing the two sugar addicts on his way out. "You ladies enjoy yourselves," he tossed over his shoulder before stepping out into the night.

@Magdalyn @Grand Witch Majolica @Zaveid

 

With a nonchalant nod of his head, Zaveid too stood to his feet before heading over to the Felis women to gain the attraction of one of them.

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