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Open - When the Forest Calls [O]
Discussion in 'Brisshal' started by Harveste, Aug 8, 2017.
  1. Thrown die:
    91


    ((I was at work sowwi ;n;

    BTW I honestly think Harveste should get it since she's a Naturamancy sort and Luvi is addicted to dark magic. I bet that'd give me minus points, while it'd give Harveste bonus points!))
     
  2. Rory looked at the squirrel before taking his sword and swinging at it, Rory never had squirrel, but it would be a good time as any to have some. The squirrel on the other hand, had other plans. The squirrel jumped the cut, leading Rory to cut a little of Seto's hair as the squirrel landed back down with a plop on his head. Rory grimaced, hopefully Seto won't notice? Rory put his sword away and stepped back, not willing to try again.

    Rory than looked at the other two before saying "I'm not trying again, but no miss, I was looking for wolves and happened to get lost. Thank you for your concern but I'm quite fine." Rory would smile to show that he didn't have any rude intentions as he went prone near the river and closed his eyes. He used his shield as a pillow and just relaxed, he had no worries of anyone sneaking up on them as Seto was highly aware, and he hadn't slept in a while either. So why not? Whats the worst that could happen.
     
  3. Jolting as she saw Rory slice at the squirrel, she let out a deep sigh of relief when it landed again on Seto's head. Her lips formed a pout, cheeks puffing like a child with a temper tantrum. "You shouldn't hurt innocent creatures, Rory. The fella's just playing around."

    Smiling gently, she held her hands as high up as she could near the head the squirrel stood upon, trying to show it she wanted to be friends with her eyes. As it seemed to stare back, she could almost feel the fear in it. Her mind wondered if it was her naturamancy that made her feel so in tune with it, but she knew it was really just her personal love of squirrels and small animals.

    The squirrel jumped into her hands, squeaking slightly as she watched it with caution. "Looks like he's relaxed now." Her smile grew, eyes seeming to smile along with her lips. She held her hands up to her head to let the squirrel perch in her purple hair, giggling as it circled itself into the locks, finding a place to be comforted.

    "Well, looks like I win, and my prize is a new friend. I'm glad it seems at ease with me for now."
     
  4. The swinging of a blade above his head prompted him to wake up and see the situation with his own eyes. Looking up showed a blade right above his head, most likely swung for that annoying squirrel he wanted gone but luck wasn't on Rory's side it seemed. He was a little annoyed though, when he said he wanted this damm thing gone, he didn't mean swing a sword at him! He would of thought at least he would of gotten a few minutes to close his eyes for some shut eye but that wasn't going to happen it seemed. At least it was over when he sheathed his sword and stepped away only for someone else to approach him and take their turn. What was this? a game? seriously? He didn't think the party would go through a hassle just to get a squirrel surely?

    Watching Harveste approach him, he closed his eyes again, surely she could get the squirrel off him right? she looked the type that could and knowing his luck, she might get the damm thing off him but the thing would still be around, just this time it be around her. It didn't take long for him to notice his precious hair on his head was not longer held hostage by that dam squrriel any longer. Opening his eyes once more, he looked over to Harveste and saw the perch in her hair, it was a relief to him which in returned calmed his nerves a bit. At least she enjoyed it's company more so than he did especially when she commented her prize was the squirrel. After a few moments looking at Harveste and the rest of the group, he closed his eyes, this time however it took but only a moment for the ebony warrior to fall to sleep, he hadn't slept in such a long time since he grinded too much. In that short nape, he dreamth of the real world, of his life at present, he Thought of Satoya and the event that took her away from him than it chaneged to Nellie and Michiko....wait why Michiko? he never had any feeling for the woman? why was she in his dreams now? this was strange indeed, just thinking of her in that way caused him wake up from his slumber as if it was a nightmare.​

    He wanted no more of that, he didn't want to sleep and think of her again. Pulling himself up, Seto gathered his Odachi and sheathed it in his saya on his back before looking around one more time to check if it was safe....which it was, he was just being a tad too paranoid but it was better to be safe than sorry! He treaded carefully across the river, making sure not to slip or fall, it wouldn't be good if he broke a bone all the way out here! Making it to the other side, he yelled out across the river to the party. "Alright lets head out! We should only be a mile or two from Dawngrave now, about a thirty minute walk to an hour depending how quick we hear on our feet."

    Signaling the others to follow, he took point again into the forest, trudging through the forest, following the signs he left behind on the shrubs and tree barks filled with trees and plants of all sorts. They were closer to the town now so this area was known for level monsters like goblins yet there was nothing after walking for about another ten minutes, that wasn't a good sign than it only got worse once there was a trail of blood in his own. He raised his hand in the five finger signel to the party to halt and to not speak, he looked around, he saw nothing around but he sixth sense was going off the charts, something was off here but he didn't know what. Still hollding his hand up, he made a vertical two hand signel with his hand, telling the party to follow him silently as he followed the blood trail. It took only a few moments to find a wounded individual in a shurb? How he manage that? The closer he got to the man, the more he didn't look like a bandit, was he wearing fur clothing? He could be a bandit he muttered to himself, he approached the man slowly before speaking, "You there in the dam bush, you dead?"

    Seto's words made the man slowly look up at his face than back down at the opening of his flesh, he covered his leaking wound with his hand. He actually laughed a bit before caoughing like the idiot he was. "I don't need your dam help boy, get the hell away from me, let me die in peace already." Looking up he looked at the puple hair girl behind him and someone else "What's with the purple hair girl? She looks go" Seto formed a fist and bashed his knuckles into the man's head before he could finish speaking, now he just wanted to kill that dying bastard......slowly for that comment.​