It was supposed to be a casual day. Something carefree with little to no hassle of doing anything significant. The type of day like a Sunday where one could just lounge around in your panties and bra and not give two shits about the rest of the world. But Vivian found herself in Terra...and not having a carefree sort of day. Instead she stumbled upon a mess, and a mess she did not want to be dragged into. The Dark Witch watched the event unfold in the town. Swords were drawn, words were used in a matter that made her spark a quiet laugh. The woman was about to walk away when she was pulled into this drama. Vivian backed away several feet as she attempted to move away from the scene, but the crowd was so thick and watching the event unfold it was like swimming through a school of fish up against the current. "How dare you!" The two players looked at one another and went in for a scuffle. Swords swung at one another in an array of swordsmanship as the clatter of metal rang through the town. They pulled away from one another, angry eyes on each other before another flurry of strikes. Sparks from the metal ignited a heated battle before one player was dazed and knocked down. The other came after with blood hungry eyes and attempted to go for the killing blow. In the nick of time, the player rose his sword hand and deflected the blade. What would have been a mortal wound now turned to a flesh wound. The other snarled and thrust his hand at his opponent. He grabbed something and pulled it from the player's jacket and tore off running away. The crowd shifted and watched for a moment longer, murmurs in the crowd were shuffled away as the onlookers dispersed. This was a great time for Vivian to make her escape as well. As she was walking away the injured player reached out for her left hand and gave it a small tug as he reached her. "Oh gods...no...Not today...Don't you start--" "Help! Please! The man stole something that is beyond precious to me! Not only that, he has spat on my family's name. I must have revenge, but with this wound...I can not give chase. Please, I will pay you for your assistance in this matter. You will be rewarded for your efforts!" Vivian yanked her hand free of the man's grasp and laughed at him as he bled from the wound, but it didn't look as bad as he was making it out to be. The Dark Witch flicked hair off her shoulder, placed both hands on her hips and shook her head, "I don't think so. I've done mercenary work before and I am not 'hired help.' Perhaps you should ask the dim witted one (@Leoknight ) for assistance. He looks like the Hero type. Not me." The woman folded her arms under her heavy chest and stared at the boy she just pointed at. "You. You should help him, I don't have time to play cat and mouse." "But it must be you!" The Quest giver shouted sitting up with one hand over the wound. "If gold is not your thing, perhaps its secrets you desire? Perhaps something that is priceless and worldly?" Vivian looked the man with her azure eyes and expelled a stream of black smoke from her nose, much like a dragon would possibly do to show some sort of irritation. The woman looked at the other player once more, "Alright, looks like it's your lucky day, Meat Shield. We got an adventure to do."
LEOKNIGHT ➕ASSIST MODE 100 HP MAX HP100 EN MAX EN "Lucky, lucky!" The male spoke with joy and excitement. He'd just gotten a bowl of beef stew from a stand near an accident, unbeknownst to many, that was soon to take place. And while he was excited for his meal, he took notice of the those around him near the exquisite cuisine of a non-playable character's food stand. "Ah?" He overheard of a group known as "Lion's Pride", a name he was unfamiliar with and wondered as to what such combination of words meant. Though it did peak his curiosity, his mind was too focused upon this delicacy of food. "Time to dig in!" The male exclaimed. Though, as all of it occurred so suddenly, before he could begin to take his first bite of such a delectable stew. The male would come to hear the sound of a scream. The green-armor wearing male directed his gaze behind him and took notice of a man whom looked to have been injured! "Tu--Wha--Ugh?!?! You can get injured in a town?!" He looked around wondering if anyone else were surprised by this, but they simply backed away from Leoknight whom would seem to be unaware to the fact that you can, indeed, be injured in a town. To his dismay this was not a safe zone, and he was a goner if someone decided to inject a blade through his trachea. A shrug then followed as he took a bite of his beef stew, "We'll worry about that after I finished this--" The male would cry a single tear as the injured individual spoke to a woman, "S-Shoo gewd..." Seriously, this beef stew had the spice of a world class chef. But, at the crucial moment of swallowing, the woman direct her attention toward Leoknight! "Mmph?!" He began to choke mid-swallow as his airspace was now clogged. Rolling on the ground as if he were trying to put out a fire, the male was unsure as to why this was happening to him. So much happened in a matter of minutes that his head was spiraling out of control. Luckily some random individuals assisted with clearing his choking phase upon spitting out the beef stew. Leoknight, taking in a breath fresh of air, stood confidently with a smile on his face and a tears rushing down his cheeks. "D-Don't worry, we'll get your money back--wait, Meat Shield?!" The confused Leoknight exclaimed. He began to fail his arms around in a desire to know just who was this lady had been calling a "meat shield"?! "I may be a stranger to you, but I'll have you know I'm more than a meat shield?! A meat shield!" And so he continued his incessant jarring and flails about. "Where did the guy who stabbed him even go?!" The confused Leoknight asked the venomous woman. TAG: @Vivian Cruz NOTES: Jeezus, she's cray-cray.
Vivian turned her attention to the Meat Shield, flicked the hair off her shoulder in a similar style as to reject his comical nonsense and beamed the two perfect azure eyes at the injured player, "What did he take that is so important? If we are to retrieve the item in question, we will need to know what it is." The injured player got to his feet and held the wound from bleeding out too much. The query the woman asked was a private matter, but if they were indeed to fetch the item they needed to know what it was. The man sucked in air from the pain in his shoulder and nodded, "It is a ring of utmost importance. It has a very rare obsidian stone set in it and it is worth a great deal to me. Please, you must retrieve it at all costs!" Vivian nodded. She was not one for Fetch Quests, but this was also to exact some sort of revenge for the Quest Giver. The woman sighed, and folded her arms under her busty chest and looked at her new partner, "Alright Meat Shield. We need to go gather some information on where our man escaped to. Let's meet back up at the Dragon's Hearth in an hour and we'll exchange some information. I might already know where to find the location of this Thief, but I need to make sure of a few things." The Dark Witch lifted her hand only to sweep away the long silken purple hair off her naked shoulder once more. She left little words for the Boy to respond to. She gave them the plan of action, now like a good doggy all he had to do was obey. And after events in the Ant Queen Tunnel, she would have nothing more than one-hundred percent obedience from people now. With a sway of her hips, the woman walked away to gather her own information. From what she could tell from the scuffle, the player had a weapon; a sword to be precise and a tattoo on his wrist. This was good information to have. And despite the cloak shadowing his face, she could tell the Thief also had a short scruffy beard and lean muscles. Wearing dark clothing, he was the perfect character to be a Rogue. She had a few places she could hit up about such a person, but that information would come soon enough.
LEOKNIGHT ➕ASSIST MODE 100 HP MAX HP100 EN MAX EN "S-Scary! Yes ma'am!" And so he made haste to go the other way, but as he was just about depart from the violet haired woman. He'd stop midway, frozen at the fact that he was taking orders from some lady he had no idea this was. He wondered though, looking back, was she a quest giver of some sort? Also a non-playable character! Turning his gaze back toward the woman as she, too, started making her way in search of answers. Leoknight's expression came to be that of a soft one, remembering that, in his fit of shock, the assailant possessed a weird marking upon his wrist. He didn't get to see it too clearly, but if they were to examine the wrists of every player wouldn't this be more quicker? Gah! Too much inner thinking for the green-armored male. And instead of separating he chose to follow behind the beautiful vixen. "Wait a minute! I can't do this alone!" Leoknight exclaimed. He was like a puppy in need of assistance, "Besides, I just started playing this game. I'm not all that much useful, I'm practically in 'Assist Mode' for the time being. I haven't experienced combat yet and I don't have any equipment. I'm basically food to these dangerous players." Leoknight spoke with a wallowing head draped in despair, only to raise it back up with a sheepish grin and starry-eyes. "But that's all the more exciting! Hey, hey! You know how to play this game right?!" He asked the violet woman from behind. "My goal is to become the strongest player here, I've definitely made that vow. I want to explore this world and all of its riches, I want to take on even the strongest of beast and make it to the list of strongest players!" Leoknight was too excited about learning this game, and he did have a long way to go. But he needed to understand the mechanics and all that comes with power. "If I help you with this, you have to help me lady! Assistance is a two-way street, plus if you want me to become a Witch's Guardian? Then you better make sure I get so strong that I'm practically the man of your dreams!" Leoknight stated with a point of his right index finger, still following behind the violet haired woman. "If you ever need help, I promise to come running with the swipe of a message." TAG: @Vivian Cruz NOTES: So bossy!
Well that was done. Vivian's plans were to not actually go out and look for information, instead her plans were to go to the Dragon's Hearth and get shit faced until she couldn't drink anymore and hopefully not be found by that-- Oh she spoke too soon to herself. She stopped when someone came running up from behind her. The voice was the same as that boy who she had instructed to go look for information. Vivian felt defeated by this newbie player as he listed off details of his time in this world. With lack of proper weapons and armor, he was sure to be fodder for whatever would come out of the word works. She turned around to address the male player in green armor. She folded her arms under her heavy chest and looked at him in a way as if she was trying to figure out if he had too much sugar before logging in or if this enthusiasm was normal day to day occurrence. With her violet brows raising from his ongoing droning voice, the woman finally gave up and placed a single finger over his lips to keep him quiet. "Ok, ok...enough already. Sheesh, if you keep going on and on like that you are not going to get very far." Somehow the knife on the table had turned on her, this was supposed to be a simple run and gun sort of thing, but now she was more or less locked in this predicament with the boy adventurer. Her finger slipped off his lips and examined him carefully with her azure colored eyes and shook her head. She was in such a mess. "Alright. So let's put our heads together here for a moment. We know the male in question wielded a sword, and darted off in that direction. But it is possible that we could be ambushed, even if I am a high level spellcaster I could not defend myself if they all ganged up on me. So it's best not to follow outright. We'll need to do some investigative work and talk to the townspeople, see what the tattoo on the wrist means and if it's some kind of guild or secret society and what kind of firepower they are packing." Vivian explained to the excited young man as she listed off what needed to be done. Like a puppy; she thought with a low groan and she was not ready to handle this kind of job. "I suppose if we are working together you should know my name. You may call me Vivian, and what is your name Meat Shield?" She would wait for the introduction, but if he went off about being the most powerful player again she would silence him then and there with another finger over his lips. "Alright. Let's go to the Dragon's Hearth. The tavern is a place where we can pick up some ideas on what we are dealing with. I know a few contacts, they might know a thing or two about the person in question. Follow me, Leo." If anything else, Leo was certainly easy on the eyes albeit a young boy at best who probably has not experienced much of a woman's body. But her thought was not on what he looked like, but what he was capable of doing. He said he wanted to be the strongest, and that he would be willing to help her with anything if she desired. It was...cute, but people said a lot of things to her. Sometimes they were promises, others they were broken and just said because the situation seemed right to say it. The woman gazed at the boy for a long moment before finding her way to the Dragon's Hearth Tavern.
