( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread
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				Title: <strong>( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>25-04-2016, 20:28:53</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>25-04-2016, 20:33:29</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5b/Temple_of_casta.jpg)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ad/Melodymug.jpg)</div><br><strong>The Beauty of Nature</strong><br><em>Mid-morning </em><br>An hour from Amberdale's furthest farms, where the wilds enveloped the paths and abandoned barns became invisible in the high grasses and summer trees, Sister Melody arrived on the wide steps of the Temple of Casta and peered in through the wide open threshold. Steamy humid air gust from the hot spring baths and massage rooms of the house of goddess of healing and pleasure, but today there were no priests here save for her. There didn't seem to be any adventurers here in answer to her summons, either, but it was still early. It had been a long walk. She could wait.<br><br>If there was any risk of overlooking Sister Melody in the mist of the temple, her white halo served as a beacon. Quiet as a mouse the priestess slipped into a vaulted side chamber and disrobed over the mosaic tiles. A wild robin fluttered through the chamber as she folded her modest habit into one of the alcoves, and stepped out into the open air public baths. Birdsong from the tangled forest beyond the temple echoed through its pillared gallery, a taste of the wild before one completely left Amberdale behind. Sister Melody waded down the steps and into the heated water to relax.<br><br>Somewhere beyond the old stone of the house of healing and pleasure, in the twilight of sinister broad-leafed trees, there was a Life Tree ever blooming. It had been found and lost again throughout the seasons, a fairy tale of the dark woods hidden away by mischievous wardens or swallowed whole by the malevolent spirits of the forest. The sacred site of its growth, a natural ward against monsters, was the reason the Temple of Casta still stood here unmolested. All that was needed were a few pairs of eyes, a few pairs of boots to forge a new path, a strong arm to tap its sap, and some common sense. Sister Melody stretched out her toes and commended herself on her good plan.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>25-04-2016, 21:33:27</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1c/Cellar.jpg)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/68/Ishimug.jpg)</div><br><strong>Tiny Threats</strong><br><em>Evening </em><br>As the sun set on Lone Wolf Orchard, an owl roosted in the high hickory tree scarred by lightning. The wise old bird knew, as Ishi did, when the field mice ventured out from their hidey holes. As soon as she spied the first adventurer coming up the dirt road, Ishi gave a big six foot wave through the trees. The porch lanterns were burning like a solstace night. Maybe she was expecting a whole party of mercenaries at her humble little farmhouse. One could never tell, when casting a line out to the general adventuring public, how many would show. The promise of hard coin usually brought at least one. But, at a conservative estimate, there were enough troublesome mice to go around.<br><br>"Hiya!" she called out. Ishi was not the kind of woman to live in fear out here alone, darting from the shadows of strangers. "You must be here for the job. I'm Ishi." A pitcher of tea and glasses to spare had been laid out at the corner of the porch, and she paused to refresh herself before grabbing her shovel. "There's six silver in it for you if you manage to clear them all out. I've tried putting down traps, but the little guys are too smart for them." Around the side of the house, to the broad trapdoors of the deep cellar she led the way. "You might have to share that reward with one or two more. I'm sure you can work something out, adventurer's honor and all."<br><br>Ishi would not accept help with the cellar doors. She wedged her spade in under a trapdoor handle, and levered it open as best she could, letting it tumble open the rest of the way with a startling bang. A wipe to her brow, and she circled around to lever open its twin. "Whew." Lantern light poured down the wheelbarrow ramp into a cool earth and cobblestone maze of kitchen produce, farm supplies, and wine racks. Ishi was inordinately fond of her wine. Cobwebs crawled across the clutter, and true to her word, sacks of grain had been torn open by little claws. Her light could spy no sign of the critters, but with a careful listen, there was the meagerest of squeak. The culprit was still here, alright.<br><br>"It's getting late, I'm heading inside. Come on in when you finish, okay? The door's unlocked." Ishi set down the lantern. She spied a feeble white potted plant sitting there on a cellar workbench, and considered it with a tongue to her cheek. "Um, I'll just get that out of your way." It went with her back up the ramp, shielded from moonlight or gentle breeze by her hand. "Right. Get to work!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Steir</strong> on <strong>26-04-2016, 01:28:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://danbooru.donmai.us/data/b9b3bfa9460bb7526299e25ac81799b5.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jacques "Jack" Loreseeker<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ishi, open<br><br>"Good evening, ma'am, the name's Jacques Loreseeker," Jack replied to Ishi's greeting with a courteous bow before straightening himself and smiled at the landlady. He has been a frequent visitor of the orchard since he was a kid, sometimes as a help, and other times as the source of trouble. At least his prankster side has mellowed out as he grew up, but he still had a flair for the dramatics - especially when greeting the beautiful women.<br><br>Hanging by the side of his hips was a small mace - simple in design that it has a weighed top handy for bashing creatures. It wasn't heavy and was more like a carpenter's hammer but useful regardless of what side of the weighed end came in contact with the foe. Jack's belt has several small bags, handy for keeping knick-knacks and other possibly useful items such as his (somewhat) reliable lockpick.<br><br>"Then these troublemakers' have their days numbered, now that help is here!" Jack replied confidently, not just for himself, but also for others who were likely to take up this quest. When they came in the cellar, there were telltale signs of rodent activity. The faint scurrying and squeaking further proved that the troublemakers were still here.<br><br>"Alrighty! Let's get this job done!" Jack remarked after Ishi finished explaining the situation and went up with a potted plant in her hands. The young adventurer-to-be unhooked his mace from his belt and held it firmly by its handle, giving it a few twirls (in front of him, where he won't hit anyone by mistake) to get a good feel of the weight. He moved forward with caution, trying to close in to the source of the noise the rodents were making.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>26-04-2016, 03:32:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/nAXMDQv.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Zebeynil "Zebbie" Shuruque'fyn<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ishi, Jacques, Open<br><br>"Ah, I see the servants I demanded were sent after all." Zebbie's sultry voice interrupted Jack's exuberant one as the drow sauntered her way into the little cellar, walking as carefully as she could to make sure the muck and dirt of the farm didn't sully her completely impractical heels. <br><br>"You may enter the area first, be sure to absorb any traps and poisons." Zebbie commanded Jack as if his obedience was a given. She turned to Ishi. "I assume the six silver is for each of us? If not you may pay me directly and I <em>assure</em> you the servants will be compensated as adequately as their station allows for." <br><br>"Well, go on, flush out the vermin." She continued to command Jack as she uncoiled a rather nasty looking barbed whip from around her waist. "If you lack the skill to end them yourself simply flush them towards me and I will see to them." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Steir</strong> on <strong>26-04-2016, 06:22:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://danbooru.donmai.us/data/b9b3bfa9460bb7526299e25ac81799b5.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jacques "Jack" Loreseeker<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ishi, Zebbie, open<br><br>If there was anything Jack would rather steer clear from, it would be the drow that somehow decided to take up this quest. His expression clearly said "why in the meadows are you even here?", but the young man was quick to correct himself and wipe the said expression from his face. Still, a hint of resignation would be noticeable in his expression.<br><br>"You don't have to tell me what I'm planning to do in the first place!" Jack retorted, quickly going silent as he got back to work in looking for the rodents' nests. He sure hope Ishi doesn't plan on giving the drow the pay - chances are she'll just shortchange him on his share of the work. He recalled most of the things the townsfolk mentioned about the one called Zebeynil, most of which aren't exactly true or were blown out of proportion. One thing for sure about the dark-skinned woman was that she was hard to work with, and slave driver would probably be a fitting term for her (which she probably wouldn't mind taking as her title if she knew).
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DazzlingCockroach</strong> on <strong>26-04-2016, 18:25:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img0.etsystatic.com/103/0/8153743/il_214x170.843391366_mei9.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kaea<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Jack, Ishi, Zebeynil, open<br><br>"Tap tap tap tap!" The hurried steps of Kaea's little trot on the road could be heard from the farm. But just in case it couldn't, the small girl made sure to shout for them to wait for her. It was her first quest and she dreaded being late enough. Not actually getting to play a part in it would most certainly blow.<br><br>Once she arrived in front of the cellar's entrance, she stopped and rested her hands on her knees, leaning forward. Taking in quick breaths, she repeated "wait for me" a few times before perking up and actually taking a few steps in the basement. Sweat made strands of hair stick to her forehead as she pushed it behind her ear. While taking a look at the basement, she tried to surreptitiously shoot a few glances to the improvised party. The dark woman's whip scared her and the human seemed to be taking matter into his hands. She decided these were both a good thing given the title of the quest and went to ask with a cheerful tone:<br>"<strong>So ? Whatcha we lookin' for ? Rats or mice ?</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>26-04-2016, 19:19:46</strong>
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				<strong>Tiny Threats</strong><br>A cellar with this kind of clutter gave shy rodents a hundred hollows to escape into. Trellis from last summer's vines was still wrapped with withered brown leaves, providing a teensy canopy to a beetle habitat where Ishi'd overturned clay pots in cup stacks. Chips large enough to accommodate a mouse marred most of the rejects. Disturbed beetles scattered along the meandering valleys of the uneven cobblestones, which were definitely not laid with heels in mind. Ishi wasn't available to issue an apology for that.<br><br>The first trap was dragged between wine rack and wall, to keep the hammer from snapping shut when triggered. That bait was long gone. Another had been triggered by a twig. It might've been that these were just not big enough, since on further inspection, the compromised grain sacks were more than just mouse-nibbled. A tear that took strength had spilled grain out across the table at a steady trickle. There were trails of scrap leading up into hidey holes in the cupboard, among Ishi's cheap taste in wines, between her sand-laden wheelbarrow and the all but ruined barrels where she'd mixed the mortar for her garden stones.<br><br>The ceiling was low enough for Ishi in her six feet to have hung a sheet, and that posed some issue for cracking a whip. All this breakable clutter from clay pots to wine bottles to hung laundry didn't provide any kind of space to fight in, really. But if something were to befall Ishi's sheets, they were at least in disrepair already. Someone had gone along the patterned fringe with a pair of scissors and reduced the edge to the ribbons of a tailor's scraps.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>caelcormac</strong> on <strong>26-04-2016, 20:33:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://dylanpalmerblog.files.wordpress.com/2012/02/rangerweb.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Stanis<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> The Beauty of Nature<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sister Melody <br><br>Stanis whistled a cheerful tune as he hiked out to the temple. As the signs of civilization started to diaper behind him he switched over to singing, as now there was no one around to complain if he was too loud or off key. It was a lovely day&nbsp; to be out for a walk and Stanis meant to enjoy every bit of it he could before he arrived at the temple and there was work to do.<br><br>Not that this job sounded particularly hard. Finding a tree a tapping it for some sap wasn't exactly the kind of heroic deed he had in mind when he left his village, if he wanted to do that he would have stayed home and waited for canning season. Still, it was a church asking, and he had to start somewhere, so he made sure the blade of his axe was nice and sharp before he set out. It wasn't a proper tap, but Stanis knew how to cut a tree so that he didn't strictly need one.<br><br>Finally he arrived at the temple, impressed that the edifice stood so far from town. It must be the power of the gods, he assumed, and he looked around the place to see if anyone was about to direct him to the tree. He found the temple strange not recognizing the massage rooms for what they were, and was surprised to find a bathhouse in a temple. But there he finally found someone relaxing in the water, and from the description he got of the sister he knew it was her. The wings and halo were a dead give away. <br><br>Unsure if he should be averting his eyes or not he settled sorry looking at her sideways. Good Morning Sister. I'm here about your tree."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>27-04-2016, 01:13:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/nAXMDQv.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Zebeynil "Zebbie" Shuruque'fyn<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ishi, Jacques, Kaea Open<br><br>Zebbie had to grab onto the nearby shelves to keep her balance, the uneven cobbled floor causing her to wiggle much more than she intended as she tried to walk over it. <br><br>"Oh good, you're here." She said to Kaea, as if the girl was expected. "The uh, thing there" she waved her hand airily in Jacques' general direction. "Is having difficulty locating the things we are to exterminate. Please render him aid." She tried to give her whip an experimental crack and sighed as it hit the ceiling and couldn't really come down as hard as she liked. "I'll do what I can to aid." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Steir</strong> on <strong>27-04-2016, 03:32:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://danbooru.donmai.us/data/b9b3bfa9460bb7526299e25ac81799b5.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jacques "Jack" Loreseeker<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ishi, Zebbie, Kaea, open<br><br>"It looks like we'll have to clean the place up if we want to get this done properly!" Jack called out to the Zebbie and Kaea, silently wondering which deity he offended to end up being grouped together with these two women. It's not that he didn't like how Kaea looked and acted, but her arrival in Amberdale was quite a hijinx he would rather forget. He just hoped that whatever decided to listen to her summons would be of some help today.<br><br>Jack stacked together whatever items can be put together, just to get some semblance of order around here. He took note of the traps - and wondered if they were dealing with simple rodents here. The way how the traps were circumvented (despite being simple contraptions) displayed cunning. That's not something field mice would display.<br><br>"I think we're dealing with something bigger than usual rodents," the young man added as his grip tightened around his weapon. Not only were these rodents smart, but they could rip sacks open. He tried to listen for rodent-like sounds in the cellar - scurrying, squeaking, and the like. He also tried to look out for signs of these rodents. Jack was working in silent mode at this point, sneaking along the cellar in search for his nemesis for the day.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revelation</strong> on <strong>27-04-2016, 09:19:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/XqkHrYP.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong> Enkh<br><strong>Adventure</strong>: Tiny Threads<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ishi, Zebbie, Kaea, Jack, Open.<br><br>The sun was setting, and there was a lovely beauty to the farm lands as Enkh strolled his way through the fields. For the Inumimi, such a time was beautiful and nostalgic, thinking of back home and being with friends and family, cooking or being taught the lessons that made him a man today. But today was not one of those simpler days! This was a day of adventure and impending victory, of heroism and undaunted spirit. And dealing with rats. Definitely rats. Ishi was one of the few he had met who was the same race as he, and he wanted to help her when he could... And some coin wouldn’t hurt, either. A bit more jingle to his pocket would mean a happier few days, and perhaps he could spend it on something nice. Money was so odd some times, and everyone wanted some.<br><br>“Well...” As his glove clad hand curled into a fist, he gave a smile as he headed down to the cellar doors, finding them propped open. Perhaps he was a tad late? Hopefully not late enough to be unable to do some heroic rat catching. Those within the cellar could hear the sound of someone descending the steps, a light hum with each step. And then a fluffy tail swishing from left to right, the fur matching the messy hair above. “Hello!” Giving a wave, Enkh noticed he was not alone, and the best thing to do was be friendly. “I’m here to help deal with rats. And I suppose both of you are too?” Tilting his head, he gave a more humble nod. An alluring elf with dark skin and silvery hair... And a tail. Did elves have tails? And a red headed woman. “I see none of you are covered in blood yet, this is good. I’m Enkh. And... Ishi has not cleaned this place very much. No wonder rats are down here. This is a tiny town for them.” He seemed to be more musing to himself at that point, but he was talking candidly with those he saw.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DazzlingCockroach</strong> on <strong>27-04-2016, 11:26:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img0.etsystatic.com/103/0/8153743/il_214x170.843391366_mei9.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kaea<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ishi, Zebbie, Jack, Enkh, open (?)<br><br>Staring at the Inumimi, Kaea was doing all she could not to scream "puppy" and jumping to pet him. Her hands clasped together, a malicious spark in the eye, she looked like if she was impatient for something, her eyes fixated on the fluffy tail. After a few moments, she composed herself and forced her mind back to the problem at hand. Which she knew exactly how to solve.<br><br>Theatrically raising both her arms over her head, the half-elf concentrated and a purple spherical portal appeared in the middle of the hallway. Concentrating, she pictured a cat as hard as she could, eyes closed and a small pout on her lips. Which made her look like if she dreaded what could come out.<br><br>After an instant, the portal noisily closed itself. Not hearing any other sound, Kaea opened an eye to see the fruit of her prowess. The result filled her with mixed feelings. Yes, the gecko she summoned was very cute, but utterly useless in this situation. After a short expression of her disappointment, she scooped up the reptile and set it on her head, where it plopped its head down in an attempt to stabilize itself.<br><br>Her lizard hat in place, the redhead decided to switch to plan B and started silently helping Jack stacking pots on other pots, sacks on other sacks, and all around moving the clutter from a place to another.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>27-04-2016, 22:11:30</strong>
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				<strong>The Beauty of Nature</strong><br>Stanis' contact stirred like a disturbed leaf from her reverie. "Oh! Good morning." As soon as she'd seen him, she looked past him, into... empty halls that had outlived their priesthood, the uncontested cacophony of birdsong, not another soul. There was disappointment on her face when it settled that Stanis was the only good Samaritan. Didn't people value a blessing anymore? "How good of you! I don't suppose you spied anyone else en route?" She scanned him. He seemed strong enough. Outdoorsy enough. Had a weapon, she noticed. She smiled.<br><br>Her water-averse wings lent her some modesty for Stanis' benefit when she rose from the water. It meant pinning her willowy arms uselessly to her sides, but this was perfectly comfortable. "Can you sense the Life Tree here?" Chambers opened up before her without want or need for doors, which would only rot off their hinges from age and humidity. She stood on the cool mosaic tiles. "I'm sure it must be around here somewhere, bringing holiness to the area. But, the Oldwall Forest is very dense. Like a wall, I suppose." She mulled that over a moment. It had never occurred to her before.<br><br>"I don't know where you might find it exactly. One pair of eyes is... maybe not optimal. Do you have, ah, an animal companion, or..." Her eyes wandered around the vaulted structure on the cusp of the wild. "Someone who owes you a favor, perhaps." When she was dry, Sister Melody went to her alcove and slipped back into the habit. It went on so suddenly, like a switch being flipped, except for the need to shimmy her small wings out the back. Poof! "I'll accompany you, I suppose.&nbsp; The only real help I can provide is that we'll know the tree for blooming root to crown in white flowers year round. And it may have a face, or that may be artistic license." She smoothed down the lines. "I've only seen it in a book. So, are you ready to depart, Mr...?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>27-04-2016, 23:03:52</strong>
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				<strong>Tiny Threats</strong><br>There was a shell game happening under those shuffled pots. All it took was disturbing the wrong one and shaking out the tiny inhabitant to turn this milk run into an ambush.<br><br><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"Help I'm going to be eaten!"</span> said a squeaky voice that could, if one weren't really paying attention, be mistaken for a mouse. The first honey-blonde pixie came pouring out of Kaea's pot and made a wild swerve away from the deadly gecko.<br><br><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"For Oldwalllll,"</span> the teensy battle cry came. Nets of woven dandelion and ivy dropped from the furrows of the ceiling along with swarms of glitter and fairy bodies. Even with four adventurers to a single cellar, the pixies outnumbered five to one. Toothpick spears prodded legs for the one ticklish spot that could always bring down a giant, while two war-painted fairies prepared the great equalizer, the weapon of last resort with obscene power of devastation. Ishi's champagne.<br><br>One diligent gunner rolled the bottle round and round on the wine rack to get it good and fizzing. The second brave volunteer wrestled with the cork until she trembled. <span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"Five... four... three.."</span> she counted down, and pixies everywhere saluted her bravery- those who weren't pulling on Enkh's ears, scaling Kaea's pigtails, stringing Zebbie's heels together with twine or pulling the bandana over Jack's eyes.<br><br><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"Surrender your weapons, or prepare to be porked,"</span> the bossiest of the pixies demanded. With that squeak, she might've said porked, but then again it might have been corked. But the ferocity with which her arms crossed, it was certain she meant business either way.<br><br><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/76/Tiny_threats.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>28-04-2016, 01:21:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/nAXMDQv.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Zebeynil "Zebbie" Shuruque'fyn<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Jacques, Kaea, Enkh<br><br>Zebbie was about to express her exasperation when the ambush struck!! within moments she found herself tangled up which caused her already unsteady footing to give way under her and she awkwardly had to lean up against the shelf to avoid falling flat on her face. Unable to set her feet she couldn't get enough of a base to use her whip for its intended purpose, even if the ceiling had been low enough to allow it.<br><br>"You were supposed to absorb the traps!!!" She yelled at Jacques. "Of all the bumbling, incompetent..." She yelped as a pixie poked at her legs, nearly bringing her down. "Stop that!!" She tried to seem as intimidating as possible as she slapped ineffectively at the terrifying little things. "What sort of awful creatures are these?" There was nothing like them in the underdark. "And what in Lloth's name does she mean she's going to pork us?!?" <br><br>"This was a mistake. An awful mistake." She muttered to herself as she tried to fend off the pixies. "I should have brought competent servants!!!"<br><br>"You!" She pointed at Enkh. "You look like a carnivore!" She pointed at the leader. "Eat that one!!!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revelation</strong> on <strong>28-04-2016, 01:31:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/XqkHrYP.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong> Enkh<br><strong>Adventure</strong>: Tiny Threads<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ishi, Zebbie, Kaea, Jack, Fairies, Open,<br><br>This didn’t seem to be the best time for introductions, no. Hearing the daintiest of whispers, his ears flicked as he heard the words and what seemed to be a battle cry fit for a bite sized battalion! Having expected rats, the honey haired and fluttering menace was able to take Enkh by surprise, his teeth gritting together as his hands moved to protect his ears. “Ow, ow!” Fairies were a little more delicated, and while his mind was wheeling from the more annoying pain he knew enough to just not try to hurt them too much! Instead of punches or kicks, his fingers sought to sharply flick some of the menace away, hoping to send some of them in a mid air tumble. Fairies never seemed to fight fair, from what he knew!<br><br>But as long as it wasn’t his tail he was able to roll with it. Though there was a worse problem, being doused with champagne – and Ishi’s champagne at that meant they’d not just be soaked and smelling of it... But they’d have to pay Ishi back. Oh, and the boss elf was definitely not helping, and when she barked at him to eat a fairy! By that time he was on one knee, his hands covering delicate fur tipped ears. “Hrmph! I’m not eating any fairy. I did not come here for fairy violence!”<br><br>With his hands still clasped over his ears, they began to flatten, smoothing more with his hair. “Please, this does not have to come to worse blows, fairy-queen!” If there was one thing he learned about people out here, they liked being called titles and fancy things. “We came here to deal with rats – but I am sure we can find a better way to do this than violence! We beseech you to listen to use! And tell them to stop going for my ears!”
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Steir</strong> on <strong>28-04-2016, 02:02:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://danbooru.donmai.us/data/b9b3bfa9460bb7526299e25ac81799b5.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jacques "Jack" Loreseeker<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ishi, Zebbie, Kaea, open<br><br>Setting things in place was a good idea, finding out they weren't dealing with rodents was a completely different thing. Jack had to raise his arms overhead to keep himself from getting entirely tangled, and immediately regretted not bringing a dagger instead.<br><br>"This - ouch - doesn't really what I was expecting when Ishi said she has a rat problem..." Jack remarked as he decided to take his bandana off, seeing it was presently more of a hindrance than help. Dropping the mace, he pulled out a small cutter from his belt pouch and began cutting himself free. It wasn't fast, but it's progress of sorts.<br><br>"So how long have you been living here?" Jack attempted to address the pixie leader, hoping she could be reasoned with, "Have you seen if there were rodents around here?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pdragon</strong> on <strong>28-04-2016, 02:45:56</strong>
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				<br><strong>Name:</strong> Helia Plum-Tail<br><strong>Size:</strong> 5'9 163 lbs&nbsp; <br><strong>Adventure:</strong> The Beauty of Nature<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sister Melody, Stanis, open<br><br>Helia let out a long, panting sigh as she finally made it to the temple. Clutching her stomach both it and her throat let out a low grumble, she definitely had not eaten enough this morning for such a trip, and why was this place so far out from town anyways? She had expected it to just be on the outer limits of the farms, and she had been walking for so long that several times she had considered heading back because she thought she had gone too far and missed it. <br><br>However regardless of the hardships involved in getting there, she had arrived and that was what mattered. As the purple haired dracmer stepped into the large stone build her eyes began scanning around curiously. She had read that this was some kind of temple, but from the large pool in the center and the side rooms clearly intended for private affairs it reminded her more of one of the bathhouses within the Silk Bizarre. As her bare, scaled feet clacked lightly against the tiled floor a small smile actually found its way to the woman's face, comforted both by a sense of nostalgia for her old home, and by the warm, humid air that began to blanket her skin. It had been cold the past few nights, and it was nice to finally be somewhere nice and warm. Part of her was tempted to dip into the large bath just to see how hot it was, however the soft voice echoing from across the large room brought her back to focus. <br><br>"Excuse me...I believe I am to report here for a job correct?" Helia asked, slowly approaching the too. Her eyes widened a bit when she recognized the towering figure, <em>"giant man?"</em> she thought (she wasn't great with names). How odd to see him here, he was such an imposing figure, she didn't think him the type to pick up small odd jobs like this. Granted Helia wasn't one for this kind of work either, but her satchel had been growing dangerously light recently, and she had set out to find a good paying job. Unfortunately whilst looking for something that actually paid in coin, the notice for this particular job had caught her eye. She knew it would probably be smarter to go for coin, but the idea of being paid via a "blessing" was too tempting. She didn't even really know what a "blessing" was, but that was exactly what made her so curious, and as had been the case several times, her curiosity had a way of over riding her practical sense. <br><br>As she fell quiet her eyes quickly grazed over the angelic figure before her. She wore the garments she had come to associate to holy people in this land, but there was something different about her. She didn't exactly look like the old nuns or aged priest she had encountered before, in fact she was probably the most beautiful woman she had seen since arriving in Amberdale. Everything about her screaming grace and purity. It was almost like just standing in her presence made goosebumps rise all over her flesh (though could very well be the result of someone so drenched in sin being in the presence of a holy being). The strange glowing ring around her head in particular was very intriguing, she remembered seeing something like that in paintings or story books a few times...what was it called? A a hello? Helia found her eyes lingering on it longer than anything else, her fingers twitching gently, as if she wanted to reach out and touch it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>caelcormac</strong> on <strong>28-04-2016, 03:19:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://dylanpalmerblog.files.wordpress.com/2012/02/rangerweb.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Stanis<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> The Beauty of Nature<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sister Melody <br><br>Stanis smiled at the sister as she rose from the water. Her lack concern for her own nudity and the wings covering anything she might not want him to see anyway gave him the confidence to simply face her, no longer worried he might offend the holy woman. When she asked if he could sense the Life Tree he had to think about it for a second. He realized he felt something that wasn't the breeze or the heat from the hot spring. "I think I do. I don't know if I'd have noticed if you hadn't said anything. Like when you've been working hard for a while and don't notice how hungry you are until you stop." he said, thinking aloud a bit. "I didn't see anyone on the road with me, but it's early yet. Some of the louts at the place I'm stayin can barely&nbsp; be bothered to roll out of bed at the cracks of noon."<br><br>He watched Sister Melody's sudden and dramatic shift from nudity to a modest habit and blinked a couple of times, sure he must have missed an intermediate step somewhere. "Stanis is the name, and trees are something of a specialty of mine." he said,"Now I'd offer to clear you a nice straight path to the life tree, bit something tells me that the trees around here are not the kind you want to put an axe to."<br><br>"That said I'm happy to go out and look on my own if you have prayers or..." he started, but cut himself off as Helia appeared. He recognized her from before, it was hard not to as nobody else in Amberdale looked anything like her. "There we go Sister, another pair of eyes to look for the tree. you can go back to your prayers or somesuch." he said to the holy woman before turning to Helia and giving her a warm smile. "Come to do some tree hunting with me?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DazzlingCockroach</strong> on <strong>28-04-2016, 11:26:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img0.etsystatic.com/103/0/8153743/il_214x170.843391366_mei9.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kaea<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ishi, Zebbie, Kaea, open<br><br>Kaea let out a yelp when she felt the net fall on her head. Instinctively trying to lower her gravity centre, she felt the tangle on her legs a bit too late and fell on her butt. Flailing wildly with her arms, she noticed she couldn't feel the net and opened her eyes. She noticed it was mainly retained by her standing allies. Then, her gaze fell on the corridor, where the net ended. On all fours, she started crawling her way out.<br><br>Eyes focused on her objective, she heard people trying to talk it out with the fairies. The idea hadn't come to her and she didn't khow to feel about it. Her opinion might've been mitigated by the flying girls tugging on her braids and trying to poke her. Smirking to herself, she compared them to the imps she got used to summoning here and there. All things considered, the fae were cute, though a wee bit distracting.<br><br>Reaching open air-space, she picked herself up and proceeded to pat her knees, failing to get rid of the dust she picked up. Turning her head around, she started miserably failing at swatting the fairies off, when she noticed the war-painted one, who looked atrociously in charge. That's when the idea struck her.<br><br>Looking around, she found her gecko dangling on a free lace of her garments and scooped it up. Reasoning a bit, she gambled that the attackers looked like flies enough for a reptile. Keeping it in her cupped hands, she started aiming the lizard's head toward the fairies, to see their reaction, but also if the little critter would try and gobble one.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>28-04-2016, 22:55:09</strong>
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				<strong>Tiny Threats</strong><br><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"Two... one..."</span> with a great bubbly <strong>pop</strong> the champagne canon fired. The cork rebounded off a firm adventurer body, and a second later so did the pixie steering it. This hadn't done nearly enough to decide the battle, and with dandelion stems proving inadequate to restrain adventurers, the initial assault was rapidly losing steam. Pixies repelled by the swarm before the terrifying wall-eyed visage of Kaea's summoned pet. Soon the attackers only outnumbered adventurer three to one, and two to one. Even the bravest pixie ceased prodding Zebbie's softness with ineffectual weapons and gave up the fight.<br><br>In regrouping they moved like glittering cinnamon swirl, picking up stragglers on the wine rack and up in the rafters, waving and rejoining like an indecisive flock of birds. Four pixies flicked or cork-strewn lay groaning on the cobblestones, trivial to collect. One wrestled with a gecko tongue. Fifteen were still at large.<br><br>The fifteen took refuge in an overturned bucket with a hole in the bottom, Ishi's project for a rainy day. Through the rusted pit of a window, a pixie addressed the adventurers. A tinny echo helped to enlarge her voice. <span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">"Ohh, you'd better not! If you eat any pixies, a thousand- no, ten thousand more will come while you sleep and tie your hair to your bedpost!"</span> There were whispers in the bucket. A new plan was being hatched. <span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">"And we won't stop coming until you leave this place!"</span><br><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"Also the lizard's got to go!"</span><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">"Yes, no lizard funny business. Mice <em>may </em> be welcome in our new court. We'll discuss it."</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>29-04-2016, 00:38:23</strong>
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				<strong>The Beauty of Nature</strong><br>"Mr. Stanis, is that what you think I get up to all day?" She had a big tickled smile as Helia was arriving. "Falling to my knees and leaving everything to the gods? Oh, hello." She came forward to meet Helia, en route to the temple entrance. "The Temple of Casta is beautiful, isn't it? I'm sure the priests wouldn't mind if you make use of the facilities while you're here. We meet over the interfaith dialog every other week, and they make a wonderful spiced coffee. Such fascinating stories- oh, but I shouldn't tell."<br><br>It was bittersweet to be stepping out of the pleasure temple already, but she looked fondly out on the distant shapes of Amberdale's farms and towers. "I'm going to return to the Sanctum of Light. If you would please bring the sap to me there, it may save many lives. And, of course, you will both have your blessing." She consulted Helia, then Stanis. Did they not know what a blessing was? "A divine benediction, for good luck and good health. Sadly, I can't offer you any coin, but who could put a price on such a thing?"<br><br>There were old paths, leading into the forest all around the Temple of Casta. Once there had been audacious nature trails laid by city priests who though the woods tamed. Those old markers had been swallowed whole, and the trails broken apart by changing seasons. In places the path was more treacherous than trees, as landslide had deposited whole new hills and sinkholes had opened up pits between nicely laid stones. Sister Melody did not say so, but she was happy not to be going in. There was good reason the birds preferred to roost atop the Temple of Casta.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>29-04-2016, 00:46:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/nAXMDQv.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Zebeynil "Zebbie" Shuruque'fyn<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Jacques, Kaea, Enkh, Pixies<br><br>As the pixies let up their relentless tickling assault Zebbie had time to bend down and undo the string tying her heels together. Thankfully her nimble elven fingers were able to undo even the tight little pixie knots.<br><br>Brushing herself off she strutted over to the bucket and bent over at the waist to look down into it. "There's a hole in the bucket." She said helpfully, closing one eye so she could see into it better.<br><br>"Okay listen up you gnomes." She said, picking the closest thing to a pixie she could think of, having no idea what a pixie actually was due to spending most of her life in the Underdark. "You need to clear out of this basement if you don't want me to flood it with hungry spiders." She could do that right? She knew how to breed them after all. It would only take a few months to have enough to...no, no, that was stupid, she was bluffing of course.<br><br>"This isn't your home you gnomes!" She said trying to sound tough. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Steir</strong> on <strong>29-04-2016, 02:37:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://danbooru.donmai.us/data/b9b3bfa9460bb7526299e25ac81799b5.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jacques "Jack" Loreseeker<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zebbie, Kaea, Enkh, pixies, open<br><br>Okay, no rodents. It's very possible that Ishi didn't know that pixies decided to take residence in her cellar, and it was possible these tiny settlers have arrived recently. At least the plan involving the slaying of rodents have now become something along the lines of either appealing the pixies, or subduing them. Jack scanned the cellar for something that can be used to hold the upturned bucket and its occupants in one swoop - a good sack would do. He won't be likely to catch them all in the attempt, but the confusion might be enough to take most of them out. He made a hand signal to his teammates for the night. They need the pixies thoroughly distracted for this to work.<br><br>"Well, that's nice and all, but you need to know that you can't live in this land for free," Jack called out to the pixies as he casually approached, making sure the pixies won't see what he was attempting to do, "We were called in by the lady of this land that someone has been taking all the things she worked hard with and messing them up. She wanted us to find whoever's responsible and deal with them swiftly."<br><br>Jack made a brief pause as he approached with a few more steps, letting the pixies digest what he had been saying before continuing.<br><br>"We wouldn't have problems if it involves rodents - we have vanquished countless rodents and wouldn't mind doing it again for the Lady's sake," Jack continued as he was now by Enkh's side, signaling that he would need some help in using the sack to sack (literally) the bucket of pixies at the right moment. If the pixies wouldn't give up, they will have to move on with this plan.<br><br>"But since you are not rodents, I believe there may be a chance," the young man proposed in a gentlemanly tone that he could muster (ever since he was a kid), "Assist the Lady of the land and you are free to stay. Otherwise... there will be drastic measures as my colleague here can assure you. Her collection of spiders are quite... frightening."<br><br>Jacques hoped that the others would play along with this. It would be a team effort now to pressure the pixies into surrender, and if not, a momentary life being sacked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revelation</strong> on <strong>30-04-2016, 09:12:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/XqkHrYP.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong> Enkh<br><strong>Adventure</strong>: Tiny Threads<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ishi, Zebbie, Kaea, Jack, Fairies, Open,<br><br><br><br><br>Trying to predict where the cork would fly, Enkh moved in anticipation to dodge it. This failed terribly – the shifting of his body was just the right position to let the cock hit him square in the nose, followed by the pixie. It didn’t break it, but it stung pretty sorely for a few moments, his hands covering it as he hoped it wasn’t bleeding! Worse yet he was soaked in champagne, so it was literally all he could smell for a while. “Nngggg....” His irritation flared for a brief moment, hand covering his nose as his fangs were bared in a growl. With the free hand flicking another pixie away, it seemed they were steadily gaining the upper hand...&nbsp; Which was fine by Enkh.<br><br>“This isn’t your court! This is a basement. A basement you weren’t invited to! I am sure she would...” the smell of champagne was far too acute, and just smelling it made him a little wobbly, though he soon asserted himself. “be happy to have you ‘round if you helped her. But if you don’t, I have no problem with seeing this ah... Fairy tribe.” he wasn’t really familiar with courts, this looked more like a tribe thing. “be met with the vicious fangs of spiders, yes! And the most ferocious of lizards. Salamanders too! The most slippery and mean lizards one has ever seen! And I am not afraid to flick you from here to the edge of the farm! I do not want violence... but courage must be met with courage!” The other man who Enkh hadn’t seen had a plan, and for the most part Enkh was going along with it... But he was quite serious about fighting the fairies, too! He could not handle such a personal slight! No one hits him in the nose with champagne or their butt.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pdragon</strong> on <strong>30-04-2016, 16:22:36</strong>
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				<br><strong>Name:</strong> Helia Plum-Tail<br><strong>Size:</strong> 5'9 163 lbs&nbsp; <br><strong>Adventure:</strong> The Beauty of Nature<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sister Melody, Stanis, open<br><br>As Helia took in the large man's beaming smile she couldn't help but meekly smile back. She felt silly for having assumed this man an imposing brute before, and even now she could still feel the warmth of a hearthfire when he was near. "Hunting trees? hmmm...is that what this is....how strange..." she mused thoughtfully, clearing taking the man's phrasing a bit more literally than he probably intended. What a strange custom, to hunt trees. She had only thought people hunted animals, at least that was how it had been explained to her. Suddenly the woman's head was filled with nonsensical images of people stalking giant oaks from the bushes, bow in hand, or groups of hunters circling around birch trees and systematically plunging spears into it. <br><br>The lizard woman was brought back to reality, however, when the nun began to speak again. "Yes it's quite beautiful, the Bizarre had three bathhouses similar to this one, though they were a bit larger, and had more spare rooms in which to pleasure guests" &nbsp;the woman spoke, seeming to believe that this building was also intended to be used as a brothel, "This Casta must be a rather humble mistress compared to those from my home..." she said, now mistaking the nun's god/deity for a slaver. <br><br>As they stepped out of the temple the drop in temperature caused a shiver to run down Helia's spine, spanning from the base of her neck all the way to the tip of her tail. When she mentioned the blessing Helia smiled and looked at the woman expectantly, enthusiastic but clearly having no clue what she was actually talking about. As she explained it Helia found herself wrestling to latch onto the concept, "So it's a spell..." she mused, how odd. She had been placed under the effects of magic before, but usually they were intended to impede or somehow take something away from her like, when her mistress called in a sorcerer to make her infertile. But as this woman said this "blessing" would benefit them instead, she wondered what else such witchcraft could do? <br><br>When the lady took her leave Helia gave a deep, respectful bow, before turning her attention back to Stanis, and the trail that stood behind him, "So we're hunting a tree then..." she mused, not even sure how to beginning doing such a thing, "hmmm, perhaps you should lead the way then?" she suggested, not even knowing what this tree looked like, let alone where they might find it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torterrable</strong> on <strong>01-05-2016, 05:42:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://simg4.gelbooru.com//images/c7/07/c707481bd6bc3b28e389686e5f7fe72e.jpg?173701)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Patrick Milgram<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Strange Tunes<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Callie Rhodes, Johanna Laurus, Maelynn Swallowtail<br><hr><br>A short, meandering path away from the bar led the pair of would-be adventurers out of the town. Patrick stayed almost sullenly silent the entire way; even the brightness of the sun and Callie's hair couldn't draw him out of his oddly grim mood. His hand clutched the paper with the quest directions on it, and foul, mumbling thoughts drifted across his mind. Oh, what he would do if he could tear away from that eccentric musician and make his own way in the world! He shook his head as he quickened the pace, feet tapping hard against the ground.<br><br>It was only by the time he reached the outskirts of Oldwall Forest that he realized he had completely forgotten to equip and gear himself for the quest. Patrick grunted out a curse before looking back at Callie apologetically. At least he could have swung by the musician's house to grab an old harp, a flute, anything! At least he had his voice, but now he had nothing to supplement it with! He would look quite the fool, he was sure. Still, he wasn't going to let it stop him from continuing the quest. They had, after all, already begun.<br><br>"I never asked what class you were," he stated openly, looking at Callie. "I'm a...a bard." If you could call his sorry excuse for singing the work of a bard, he thought somewhat bitterly. He had seen the kinds of buffs others gave to their parties. What use were his piercing screams when compared to those arcane magics?
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>03-05-2016, 04:57:37</strong>
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				<strong>Tiny Threats</strong><br>The iron bunker hummed with activity. <span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"Mortal folk, breakers of oaths!"</span> An accusing finger poked through the opening, but quickly retreated. <span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"They try to extort more stipulations still!"<br>"A pox on oathbreakers, the worst of all scoundrels!"<br>"Hit them with the cork again!"<br>"I'll put a saddle on your spider, and ride it up your skirt!"</span><br>One voice drowned out the next. When it came to parley, which for a pixie went immediately to making demands, the idea of a singular leader flew out the window. <br><br>In terms of sacks, not to mention bedsheets and canvas tarp, Ishi had a surplus. The cellar became a deposit for any and everything without immediate use, a junkyard inhabited by fairies. Signs of tiny habitation were clearer, now that things were turned upside-down. A pixie hammock assembled by weaver ants, hung between nails, a thimble-sized twig basket for grains, a beetle with woven booties. They had been here for a few days, at least.<br><br><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"You agreed to let us hold court here. You agreed! Where the seeds of a fairy tree unfurl in the soil, there the fair folk court is decided. Nobody ever bargained for any <em>farm chores." </em></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Steir</strong> on <strong>03-05-2016, 06:11:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://danbooru.donmai.us/data/b9b3bfa9460bb7526299e25ac81799b5.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jacques "Jack" Loreseeker<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zebbie, Kaea, Enkh, pixies, open<br><br>Jacques made a mental note to ask Ishi if she had an agreement with these pixies later on, and maybe check around town to see who has made the agreement with these fae creatures. For now, he signaled for Enkh to work with him on scooping the pail used by the pixies as a bunker. If this ended up successful, they could at least find some place where the pixies can hold their court without disturbing anyone else. Heck, they might even be of help to the town.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>04-05-2016, 06:02:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/nAXMDQv.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Zebeynil "Zebbie" Shuruque'fyn<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Jacques, Kaea, Enkh, Pixies<br><br>"You'll do nothing of the sort!!" Zebbie snapped, squeezing her thighs together instinctively at the mention of a pixie riding a saddle up her skirt. She stepped back away from the horrid things, looking rather shocked at their language.<br><br>"Well, who made this deal?" She asked, puzzled. She looked around at the locals. "What in Lloth's name is a faerie tree? Is there one down here?" She obviously had no idea what they were talking about. "Is that a commonly made arrangement with these vermin things?" She asked the others.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revelation</strong> on <strong>04-05-2016, 06:17:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/XqkHrYP.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong> Enkh<br><strong>Adventure</strong>: Tiny Threads<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ishi, Zebbie, Kaea, Jack, Fairies, Open,<br><br><br><br><br>“We’ve broken no oaths! This time at least.” Sure, others might have broken an oath, but Enkh was quite sure that he was not one of them! But they didn’t even seem to have one communal voice... Then again, neither did his brave companions and himself. “Hrmmm... This place is so cluttered. How could a tree even sprout down here? Show us your fairy tree if you please?” Leaning in to the confused dark elf, he whispered quietly. “It’s like a home but for fairies I think. Like Ishi’s house.” He spoke quietly, looking with curiosity. “You all have been here for some time!” speaking a little louder, his footwork was careful to not step on anything that seemed kept by the fairies. The last thing they needed was a diplomatic disaster. “What was the oath, and who signed it for you? Perhaps we can still come to a friendly solution, yes?” Asking more openly, he pondered. “I wonder if Ishi did while a little flush?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>caelcormac</strong> on <strong>04-05-2016, 16:45:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://dylanpalmerblog.files.wordpress.com/2012/02/rangerweb.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Stanis<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> The Beauty of Nature<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sister Melody, Helia<br><br>”I didn’t mean to imply anything Sister.” &nbsp;Said Stanis, his face reddening a little in embarrassment. In truth, he had no idea what a priestess did all day. The ones that came to his village once a season were always busy with marriages, naming ceremonies and the other rituals the village needed, but he knew that wasn’t all they did back where they came from. &nbsp;“Just that I’m sure you’re busy is all.” <br><br>He gave the Sister one last wave as she left and turned back to Helia.”Well I don’t know my way around these woods yet, but I’ll do my best not to get us too lost!” said Stanis cheerily, hefting his axe over his shoulder as he led the way to where Sister Melody said the tree was. &nbsp;“We’re to find a tree of life. The sister said it would be blooming with flowers and might even have a face. I figure there’s a pretty good chance we’ll know it when we see it.” &nbsp;He said, and then had a thought. &nbsp;“I don’t think we were ever introduced proper last night.” &nbsp;He said and stuck out his hand for a shake. &nbsp;“The name’s Stanis. Stanis Treefallen.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>05-05-2016, 02:50:21</strong>
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				<strong>The Beauty of Nature</strong><br>When the last old deteriorated path turned back from the dreamy strained light of the forest, the true old growth began. Trees stretched toward the heavens across centuries untouched by Amberdale. From the outside the forest canopy seemed a gentle swell, but on the inside the land sloped steadily town over tangles of exposed roots no horse could navigate and trees stretched long and lean towered ever higher. No one tree had many limbs to spare, but combined the daylight was divvied up into visible rays, and through some fossilized webs, into its component colors of light.<br><br>There were things down here where the rainwater emerged from the root tangle clear and spouted into moss-ringed watering holes. Shy animals disturbed the long leafy fingers of the trees darting into hiding. There was something larger, too. Here and there the branches danced from the touch of something nigh ten feet tall. A clack, like wood strumming wood.<br><br>If there was anywhere that had felt the presence of a Life Tree, the fertile valley was it. Mushroom-dense slopes pointed down to the very bottom, so dense with different colors of life they could have been cities in miniature, placed by an artist's hand. Elk hooves crossed the fertile soil, tickled by creeper vines but otherwise bare and walnut-black. Grass had never even evolved here.<br><br>A hollow through the branches like a chapel vault shot straight along the valley bed, carrying the scents of the deep forest on a warm breeze. And as careful as Helia Plum-Tail may have been, at least once an errant white root crossed her path to trip up, still cold and damp from the earth. The forest stirred.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pdragon</strong> on <strong>05-05-2016, 04:08:22</strong>
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				<br><strong>Name:</strong> Helia Plum-Tail<br><strong>Size:</strong> 5'9 163 lbs&nbsp; <br><strong>Adventure:</strong> The Beauty of Nature<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Stanis, open<br><br>Helia gave a small, uncertain nod as the man professed not to know the woods, but would still try his best. They weren't words that exactly instilled totally confidence, but she got the feeling that even with proper knowledge of the forest he'd make a much better guide than she would. "A tree of life?....hmmm, I thought all trees were alive..." the reptilian girl questioned wondering what made this particular tree one "of life", and ofcourse it made her wonder if there was also a "tree of death" as well. How would one of those grow anyways? It seemed like a bit of an oximoron...perhaps that was what trees of death were, ones that never actually grew, and that's why you never saw or heard of them..."hmmm..." Helia hummed, hand on her chin in a contemplative pose, as if she was deep in thought about something of great importance...<br><br>"wuwah.." the girl stammered as she suddenly found a massive hand extended towards her face. Blinking a few times, in an attempt to mentally catch back up to the situation, Helia gazed up at Stannis and slowly took the man's hand, "I see. I'm Helia..." she said, blushing a bit, her cheeks tinged purple, "Helia Plum-Tail..." she trailed off awkwardly. It was clear that she was slightly embarrassed by her last name, one she had given herself when she had been set free. Of course at the time when all the pressure was on she had just said the first thing that came to her mind, not realizing until later just how silly of a name it was. However the knights had told her that it was important to keep the name, to take pride in it and make it her own. Honestly she felt she should probably just change it. "It's a pleasure to formally meet you" she quickly added after a much too long moment of silence. <br><br>As they made their way into the forest Helia was at first over whelmed by all the new sights and smells. In her brief travels she had always been curious about the massive clusters of trees the people called forests, but she had never dared to actually go into one, instead just sticking to the safer main roads. Today however she was getting a crash course in the bounty of wildlife the forest provided, and a look of awe stretched across her face as she walked and tried to take it all in. Of course when one was marveling at every little thing that caught their eye, they usually weren't giving the same attention to where they were walking. And thus it was really only a matter of time before her foot caught a snag, and with a sharp "eep!" Helia found herself smacking face first into the forest floor with a wet plop. "Ow..." Helia murmured dully, the sound of her landing seeming to stir several creatures throughout the forest around them, as the sound of rustling and feet scurrying away could be heard all around. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>05-05-2016, 05:25:35</strong>
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				<strong>Tiny Threats</strong><br>Too many pixies were each trying to fling accusations in the same pail. One would not stop chittering curses in squirrel-speak. Only for so long could two dozen bodies could shuffle around in close quarters and plink wings against the tinny shell before pixie claustrophobia got the better of them. A handful of wheat gold pixies erupted from the little bunker. It was quickly becoming a less than final solution to sweep the whole thing into a pillowcase, but it still held the possibility of taking out half the pixies in one gambit.<br><br><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"Mortals agreed."<br>"Mortals like you."<br>"You or your great, great, great, great..."<br>"Don't you know anything? The fairy tree is where fairy courts dance and sing. When it grows big and strong, an equally big and strong queen will preside over its beauty and keep our court safe from goblins and unseelie. Finally, the pixies will have a court of our own!"</span> A tiny cheer went up, and an acorn mug scooped a drip of champagne from Ishi's bottle.<br><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"... great, great, great grandmother."</span><br><br><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"So you can forget about farm chores. You've taken all too much of Oldwall Forest already, and it's time to honor the old pact between man and fairy. Where the seed unfurls in the soil, there the new fair court is decided. You planted the seed and it bloomed, so now this place belongs to us."<br>"Don't tell them where it is! They'll try to sit on it, that's what big folk do."</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>05-05-2016, 21:02:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/nAXMDQv.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Zebeynil "Zebbie" Shuruque'fyn<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Jacques, Kaea, Enkh, Pixies<br><br>Zebbie scrunched up her lips as she glared at the bucket. Suddenly inspiration struck.<br><br>"Oh so you're the faeries I've been sent to be the queen of! Now it all makes sense, sorry for the misunderstanding! I'll let you out of the bucket just as soon as you all promise to do my bidding." She said, always taking any opportunity to be the boss of something!
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Steir</strong> on <strong>06-05-2016, 00:51:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://danbooru.donmai.us/data/b9b3bfa9460bb7526299e25ac81799b5.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jacques "Jack" Loreseeker<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zebbie, Kaea, Enkh, pixies, open<br><br>Jacques dropped the sack behind him when the pixies popped out of the bucket, knowing full well what could happen if pixies would decide to go on another attack. It seems for now they were appeased and more relaxed, easing up the atmosphere a bit. The youth racked his brains for ideas as the drow distracted the pixies - had these little ones been here all along? He did not notice them here until recently when Ishi brought the job up.<br><br>"So how long have you been occupying this area?" Jack decided to ask, needing a time frame to figure out what to do and how to solve this. He figured it would be to get Ishi and the pixies to discuss on matters - that would help iron out some agreement between them that could maybe overwrite whatever old agreement that was made.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yarnover</strong> on <strong>06-05-2016, 05:54:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/47/Tethys.gif)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Callie Rhodes<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Strange Tunes<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Patrick<br><br>Once back on the road the redhead was reminded of her weary feet. She could dance and dance forever but trudging down rocky dirt paths was another story. Still, she was pleased to have company and her heart was full of adventure and that served to help keep her steps feeling light. She kept Patrick's company with a stream of constant questions. She was giddy and excited and he had the unfortunate job of being her only companion on the road out of town.<br><br>"So, what did you have for breakfast, Pat?" She asked out of the blue. I wanted a few good pancakes but it seems I wasn't lucky enough to catch any today..." She wrinkled her nose at the thought of how things had gone down with the caravan and then went on. "Well ne'ermind that... This is a real nice place. Nice town... nice... forest up ahead...Oh! And we're walkin' faster now!" She caught his increased speed and moved to match him. She walked in silence for a few moments and then met his apologetic look with one of confusion.<br><br>"Oh!" She exclaimed at the drop of the word 'bard', "I am as well! Can't say I've got much job experience but... I try my best!" She gave him a little playful wink. "So whaddya play?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>06-05-2016, 06:51:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Jo_zpsrcv42ozu.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Johanna Laurus<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Strange Tunes<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Callie Rhodes, Patrick Milgram, Maelynn Swallowtail<br><hr>"I think that's the assistant the request mentioned," Johanna told her companion as the two of them walked out of Amberdale. This was the right direction - or at least Johanna was reasonably sure it was, and there wasn't anyone else in sight. "Ah ... hello!" she called nervously out to the pair walking ahead of her. "I ... I'm sorry for disturbing you, but are you heading off to collect stuff for that musician? We'd, um, like to help, if we can."
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>06-05-2016, 06:56:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/thbutterfly.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Maelynn Swallowtail<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Vine and Horn Inn and Tavern<br><strong>Time:</strong> Present<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Johanna, Patrick, Callie<br><br>The blonde in the glasses was trailed by an odd girl sporting, of all things, butterfly wings. "Yes, Fivesister saw your..." She looked from one to the other as her mind searched for that odd human word they used for such things... "Advertisement? As Fivesister Johanna said, we would like to help."
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torterrable</strong> on <strong>06-05-2016, 16:45:49</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Strange Tunes</strong></div><br>The edges of the forest felt oddly calm in the bright sunlight. Leaves rustled peacefully and a gentle wind rustled hair and clothing alike. Even farther into the trees and brush, the dappled pattern of light on the forest floor suggested quiet picnics or romps on the soft, grassy ground. It was only further into the trees where the darker secrets of the forest became more apparent. Odd plants and herbs grew despite the sunlight being blocked by the canopy above; the only light there was that provided by magical sources.<br><br>The quest would not take them so dangerously deep, of course. It was a winding path to the goal, judging from the map that had been provided, but it was not one that plunged deep into the more dangerous part of the forest. Hopefully, it would be a well-traveled path too; too often, previously safe paths were lost to nature as the overgrowth tumbled over and ate them up, leaving no sign that they had been walked in the first place. <br>&nbsp;<br>As of yet there was no sign of danger, the sun still climbing in the sky. With luck, they would not stick around for when night fell and the monsters in the forest grew braver about approaching the edges.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torterrable</strong> on <strong>06-05-2016, 16:55:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://simg4.gelbooru.com//images/c7/07/c707481bd6bc3b28e389686e5f7fe72e.jpg?173701)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Patrick Milgram<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Strange Tunes<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Callie Rhodes, Johanna Laurus, Maelynn Swallowtail<br><hr><br>While Patrick was not exactly sullen, he was silent. It may not have shown on his face but he did appreciate the constant company, even if it was just question after question fired from the redhead's mouth. He didn't have much delay in between to answer, but it wasn't like he was going to anyways. He chuckled slightly, then shrugged. "I don't have an instrument. I use my voice." He looked surprised that she was; she didn't seem like the bardly type, though he hardly had enough experience in that front to judge.<br><br>He turned with surprise at the voice from their backs, one eyebrow raised. "Ah? You...saw the ad too? Deciphered it?" He figure the eccentric musician had probably had a better written ad posted to the bulletin board. The man worked in mysterious ways. Patrick nodded, waving the original paper in the air for them to see. "That's right. We're headed into the forest. Shouldn't be too bad." That didn't mean he wouldn't appreciate the extra help. Who knew what was in store for them?<br><br>His eyes caught the flitting figure behind her, and he cocked his head. Interesting. A fae? He had only heard of such in stories. "Ah, yeah. Come along, then. Can't promise much...not sure if the man will give out more than one of what's listed here." he mentioned truthfully. "I guess experience is it's own reward, though, huh?" He let out a sardonic laugh as he began to lead the way into the forest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revelation</strong> on <strong>06-05-2016, 22:31:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/XqkHrYP.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong> Enkh<br><strong>Adventure</strong>: Tiny Threads<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ishi, Zebbie, Kaea, Jack, Fairies, Open,<br><br><br><br><br>So, it was deals and contracts that had been long forgotten, or just unheeded! But fairies do not forget bargains, which made him a little more curious about them. “We mortals seem to make these bad deals all the time! But perhaps you can at least tell us the details of this contract?” eying a nearby sack, Enkh began to quietly and subtly move for it, a hand softly beginning to inch closer to it. Between a quick barrage of questions or the Drow making an attempt to confused the fae, it was his hope that if things got sour he could move with a decisive swiftness using the bag and snatch as many of them as he could in the bag. He didn’t seek to kill them, but at least thinning the numbers and doing a decent job of making any potential bargaining a little easier on their side was awfully appealing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yarnover</strong> on <strong>09-05-2016, 04:02:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/47/Tethys.gif)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Callie Rhodes<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Strange Tunes<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Patrick, Johann, Maelynn<br><br>Callie paused to consider the two new travelers. The way Pat had gone on about their task, she didn't expect there would be more company. But she wouldn't complain! "Five...sister?" she blinked, confused at the term. She beamed at Pat's invitation and nodded emphatically. "Yes! Please join us, ladies!" <br><br>A quick spin on her heel sent her following the musician's ward to the forest. It looked dark, far more than her human eyes would let her see well in. She worried a bit at bad lighting in an unfamiliar place but still the joy at adventure pushed her onward. She rolled her shoulders to rid herself of the prickly fear that crept up the back of her neck and spoke to change the subject. "So, I'm Callie and this here's Patrick of course. What should we have the pleasure of calling you two?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>09-05-2016, 04:20:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Jo_zpsrcv42ozu.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Johanna Laurus<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Strange Tunes<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Callie Rhodes, Patrick Milgram, Maelynn Swallowtail<br><hr>"La-" There was a slight pause, and the blonde's pale cheeks reddened a little. "I mean ... Johanna. It is good to meet you two." With a rather formal little inclination of her head, the small young woman nodded to the pair before she glanced back at her companion. While she was pretty sure Maelynn would introduce herself,there was always the question of just <em>how</em> she would do so.<br><br>That there were more people here than offered rewards, or&nbsp; that the forest ahead was dim enough to be a problem for them didn't seem to have been noticed by her yet, either due to distraction or obliviousness.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>09-05-2016, 23:46:47</strong>
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				<strong>Tiny Threats</strong><br><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"For as long as the seed has bloomed,"</span> answered one pixie.<br><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"Under the silver moon,"</span> said another.<br><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"You've never heard the oath? What did you even learn during the two hundred years of your childhood? Very well- we'll tell you. Sisters!"</span> Two pixies turned a peeled and faded wine label into the backdrop of a stage. Another cloaked herself in thistle fur while three donned frightful beetle carapace masks and loomed menacing. <span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"Long ago,"</span> spoke the hidden narrator, <span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"mortals came to the dale to find it rich with fairykind. Some, like pixies, were good and kind, but others drank blood and hunted for sport. Those were the unseelie fey."</span><br>A rag curtain drew across the stage. When the pixies pulled it back, the thistle-furred actress was kissing the feet of a languid, sensual queen wearing a bluet crown. <span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"The mortals came to the Summer Queen and pleaded, help us to be rid of the unseelie."</span><br><br>In a clear breach of the silent play, the queen lurched to her feet and declared, <span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"Yes, I will help you, for I am wise and generous and beautiful."</span> And despite dirty looks from the other players, she continued to ham. <span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"Though I will not take arms against the unseelie, our courts will outnumber them and drive them from Oldwall. Here: take this seed. Plant it with care where the soil is rich and food is plentiful, and where it unfurls in the soil, there a new court will be decided. We will take that land as our own."</span><br><br>The production was plagued by whispers as pixies regarded Zebbie. Though they were too faint for mortal ears to hear, pixies were animated speakers. The crossed arms, puffed cheeks, and pulled hair were outnumbered two to one by excited flutters, clasped hearts, and pixie dances.<br><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"Finally, the long-suffering pixies have a queen and court of our own."</span> The gesture of a long curtsy made it possible for a pixie to bow in a midair hover.<br><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"A wicked queen to drive fear into the hearts of enemies."</span> One by one, every pixie who was not dazed senseless swore fealty to Zebbie.<br><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"A strong queen whose fate will be bound to the tree."</span><br>There would never be a better time to gather them all up in the sack with one fell swoop.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>10-05-2016, 01:15:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/thbutterfly.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Maelynn Swallowtail<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Vine and Horn Inn and Tavern<br><strong>Time:</strong> Present<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Johanna, Patrick, Callie<br><br>Johanna's worries were at least partially unfounded, as the butterfly-girl could at least introduce herself properly. "I am Maelynn of the Rose Kaleido of the Swallowtail Clan," she answered solemnly, "Johanna is my fivesister present and bonded at my emergence." The explanation probably rose more questions than it answered, but Mae was still not quite used to societies in which such things weren't second nature to everyone in the village, so there you have it. "What is it exactly that we seek?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>10-05-2016, 01:21:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/nAXMDQv.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Zebeynil "Zebbie" Shuruque'fyn<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Jacques, Kaea, Enkh, Pixies<br><br>"Yes!" Zebbie said happily, "A strong, dangerous, queen who will lay waste to all who oppose the uh....wait, fate tied to three?" A long slender finger touched dark lips as Zebbie glanced to the dirty ceiling as if considering the implications of this. "Um, tied in what way exactly?" She asked, wondering if maybe she had been a little too quick to volunteer for such services. She didn't notice that her compatriot was sneaking up with a bag to catch them in, although she would assuredly take credit for her role in any such scheme later on. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revelation</strong> on <strong>10-05-2016, 01:46:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/XqkHrYP.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong> Enkh<br><strong>Adventure</strong>: Tiny Threads<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Zebbie, Jack, Fairies, Open,<br><br><br><br><br>He was subtle with the bag, and the way the pixies gathered for their little performance was quite endearing... If he wasn’t so focused on trying to catch them. It may not have been the best way to totally deal with them... But if the problem was a tree, perhaps they could figure out where the tree was, scoop it out of the earth, and move it elsewhere. That would give the fae a home, and Ishi a basement to be renovated and repaired. With as much subtlety and slyness as one of his tribe could over, both hands soon moved to slowly unfurl the bag in full, shifting closer as he tried not to even raise his feet. Exhaling shortly, just as they spoke of Zebbie being a wicked and proper queen, he was a little amused by both that fact, and the way the bag suddenly lunged out for them, as he sought to non-lethally, though swiftly gather as many of the little pixies as he could. “Gotcha!” He spoke out in a sharper tone, fangs a little bared as he felt the rush of excitement. Once enough Fairies were gathered he made sure the top of the bag was firmly closed, and that none could peek out from it. “Sorry about this! But we do have a job to do!” He spoke to the fairies inside the bag, and the ones more than likely outside of it.<br><br>Still, if enough fairies were gathered that should inexorably turn the tide for whatever else needed to be done. Of course, this would probably ruin the Drow’s plan of fairy conquest but... Better luck next time!
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Steir</strong> on <strong>10-05-2016, 03:35:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://danbooru.donmai.us/data/b9b3bfa9460bb7526299e25ac81799b5.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jacques "Jack" Loreseeker<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zebbie, Enkh, pixies, open<br><br>If there were any pixies that managed to escape Enkh, Jack was close by to back him up. It looked like his support would be unnecessary considering the pixies were too distracted with the drow and their performance to remember why they were even here. What troubled the adventurer in training were the contents of the performance - if that were true, then they have something a lot bigger to deal with in their hands.<br><br>When the others would turn to look towards Jack, they'd notice him with a pen and a journal in his hands. Apparently during that span of time he took down notes and details of what the pixies have explained, with surprising accuracy even and quick sketches.<br><br>"Don't mind me, I think whatever they said might be very important to remember for later," Jack said as he put away the journal and pen, "I guess we should turn the pixies in to Ma'am Ishi and see what she will decide to do with them."
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>caelcormac</strong> on <strong>10-05-2016, 06:13:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://dylanpalmerblog.files.wordpress.com/2012/02/rangerweb.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Stanis<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> The Beauty of Nature<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sister Melody <br><br>Stanis shook the hand, careful not to squeeze it too hard or shake too forcefully as he had a habit of doing. "The pleasure is mine. Let's get to it." he said. He turned and stomped towards the woods, waving his arm for Helia to join him.<br><br>Once in the trees Stanis took a deep breath, taking in the pleasant sights and smells all around. He saw the little things scurry back into their holes as he approached. He paused when he saw evidence of the giant creature, reaching up to inspect a snapped twig above his head. "We might want to be wary. We probably don't want to get on the wrong side of whatever this is." he said turning back to his companion. <br><br>When he looked back and saw his companion face down on the ground his hand flew up to cover his mouth to help keep from laughing at her as he bent down to offer a hand up. He'd had no trouble navigating the terrain, but whether that was because of his practiced instincts or the fact that his heavy boots merely trampled the ground flat under his was up for debate. "Now if you're done lying around," he said, trying to make a joke, "let's keep looking."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torterrable</strong> on <strong>10-05-2016, 15:37:27</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Strange Tunes</strong></div><br>The first segment of the path took them through a nice, empty clearing. Here, the foliage above still let the sunlight through, and the vivid colors of the forest could still be seen with the variety of wildflowers and bushes that lined the sides of the path. The clearing itself did not appear to be trapped or dangerous, merely a waypoint for those passing by. A gentle breeze passed through as the adventurers did, sending a flurry of leaves down from the trees above.<br><br>A massive, colorless crystal sat half-buried in the ground to their left side, too imperfect and large to be worth stealing. Despite the fractures riddled through it, it seemed to grant a gentle life to the clearing, filled with warm, sunlit energy. Perhaps someone with a magical background might sense something else inside the stone. <br><br>To their right, almost at the other side of the clearing, was what most humans tended to call a "fairy ring", a circle of seemingly random mushrooms circling a small clearing of light. Perhaps due to being so close to the edge of the forest, near human territory, it appeared untended to. The grass around it was overgrown, the mushrooms somewhat withered and irregular. Most humans, and non-fae in general, had no idea what they were for.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torterrable</strong> on <strong>10-05-2016, 15:55:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://simg4.gelbooru.com//images/c7/07/c707481bd6bc3b28e389686e5f7fe72e.jpg?173701)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Patrick Milgram<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Strange Tunes<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Callie Rhodes, Johanna Laurus, Maelynn Swallowtail<br><hr><br>"Johanna and..." He glanced at the fae as she gave her long-winded introduction. "Maelynn." There was no way he was going to remember the entire title, especially not her odd connection to Johanna. He turned to begin their journey into the forest as he answered her question. "We're just retrieving a few things for my mast- for an odd guy who lives in the town. He makes instruments, and needs some supplies." Patrick shrugged. "Shouldn't be too hard or dangerous. More, the merrier, though!" His voice was a slight bit more cheerful as they made their way forward.<br><br>Patrick did not seem very interested in the clearing. He had been here many times before on his way to retrieve other things for the eccentric musician. As a local, the mysteries of the forest had become mundane, if still unknown. Occasionally, he knew, people stole chunks off the crystal, for many reasons. Good luck charms, chimes, to sell for a low price...the crystal never grew smaller, though. Frankly, Patrick didn't care to explore right now. He just wanted to get it all done with so he could move on with his life, with his plans, without being tied to this place and that man. Still, he slowed down in case his companions wanted to give the place a once-over.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>11-05-2016, 23:55:37</strong>
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				<strong>The Beauty of Nature</strong><br>In the right daylight, the strangely uniform path down under the boughs of the trees glowed the green-gold of perpetual spring. Out of this perpetual twilight where the sun barely nourished and decay ought to have set in, flowers were blooming out of season. Beetles the size of palms who had never experienced a winter trudged along the path like small turtles with great stag horns. Hung from the branches, on string and ribbons, were the small lost items of humanity. A child's lost doll. A button from a pair of breeches. Old coins, twirling in the breeze.<br><br>Through this museum on the queer trinkets of Amberdale people a clear path continued, growing more lush and green by the minute. There was a living rustle high in the branches as a bud spontaneously popped into a huge white chrysanthemum. Sweet air, thick with pollen, freckled cloth and skin with sugary spots. And there ahead, surrounded by a small clearing, was a lone tree so twisting and ropy it might have been a composite of fifty young trees, all braided together into one mossy, everblooming, mushroom-terraced column. But despite its obvious age and power, it was not that large- just enough shelter for a picnic for two.<br><br>A thirty-eight point stag tall as a man at the withers stepped onto the path and regarded both Stanis and Helia.<br><br>His handlers came from either side, elven maidens or forest nymphs with hands empty save for a single grooming brush. If the stag was warden of the tree, the implication was that these were his virginal daughters, curious, flirtatious, a flutter of felt ears.<br>"Greetings, city-folk."<br>"You've trespassed deep where city-folk oughtn't go."<br>"But, now you must turn back."<br>"Turn back."<br>"This place is not for you."<br>"Let us show you the way."<br>The maidens approached. So tantalizingly close was the tree, but if the stories were true, tomorrow the way to it might be completely different, buried without a trace.<br><br><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5f/Forest_nymphs.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>12-05-2016, 00:36:08</strong>
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				<strong>Tiny Threats</strong><br>Into a burlap sack the pixies scooped, and a job well done! Tiny fists poked from the inside with all the force of a finger prod. More hurtful were the curses muffled through the cloth.<br><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">"Fobbing clay-brained puttock!"<br>"Villainous clack-dished bugbears!"<br>"Your gleeking flap-mouthed minnow is a sheep's cocklebur!"</span><br>And for whatever any of that meant, they tired themselves out asserting it. The captured pixies went peacefully, by a perspective of scale.<br><br>Now it was late. The farm was quiet, but the windows of Ishi's front room were softly glowing. The door was unlocked, and inside was Ishi sitting at her small table, paging through a thick book of leaf diagrams, stem illustrations, and clinical line drawings of flowers. There was the feeble white potted plant she'd taken from the cellar, occupying about the same volume and place of a cup of coffee. Her ears perked when she detected a presence. "Already? That was fast. You're sure you got them all? It just takes one, you know."
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>13-05-2016, 00:21:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/nAXMDQv.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Zebeynil "Zebbie" Shuruque'fyn<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Jacques, Kaea, Enkh, Pixies<br><br>Zebbie was surprised when her potential subjects were all captured in the bag, but she was a professional when it came to pretending like she had been expecting something to happen. For example, her cat tail. Obviously it was something she wanted and not the result of failing to check for curses before opening a certain old book. Obviously. And the fact that she hadn't ever removed it was because she didn't want to, not because she couldn't figure out how. So obvious.<br><br>She cleared her throat and glanced about briefly to make sure nobody suspected she was going to deal with the pixies. "Yes, well done puppy dog." She said, giving Enkh and appreciative nod. "Let us return these little vermin to uh, the uh, thing that wants them." She waved her hands airily in the direction of the farm and made her way carefully across the stones of the cellar, not even thinking for a moment that four inch heels were less than sensible adventuring gear.<br><br>As she listened to Ishi talk she rolled her eyes. "But <em>of course</em> it's all of them." She said condescendingly. "What do you think we're the sort of mercenaries that would capture gnomes without checking for the rest of them?" Her attempt to seem knowledge might have worked better if she didn't constantly mislabel what she was talking about.<br><br>"Anyway a deal is a deal as I understand you surface dwellers believe, so pay me the money we are owed. I promise the servants will receive their compense. Especially this one." She turned to Enkh and scratched behind his ear. "He's a very good boy." She had seen the dogs treated this way, and just assumed that a dog-person would want the same. <br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Steir</strong> on <strong>13-05-2016, 03:56:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://danbooru.donmai.us/data/b9b3bfa9460bb7526299e25ac81799b5.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jacques "Jack" Loreseeker<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ishi, Zebbie, Enkh, pixies, open<br><br>"Pixies," Jack remarked simply, in a manner as if he were clearing his throat. It's likely he wouldn't get his share if the drow received the payment, it would be a bummer for sure. That was the least of his worries for now, however, as he pulled his journal out and placed it open on the table with the most recent entry regarding what the pixies have explained earlier.<br><br>"They were talking about how they will hold their court wherever a seed of their tree would be planted," Jack tried to explain as briefly as possible to the farm owner and their quest beneficiary, "As a means to drive seelie away from the area. They are under the impression one such seed was planted here, and decided to hold court in your cellar."<br><br>"Have you seen any unusual plants or seeds as of late, Ma'am Ishi?" Jack finally decided to ask Ishi directly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revelation</strong> on <strong>14-05-2016, 04:23:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/XqkHrYP.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong> Enkh<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Jacques, Kaea, Enkh, Pixies, Ishi,<br><br>“Haha! Fairies are no match for three adventurers.” Or at least three adventurers with a burlap sack. He didn’t want to kill the fairies so he was rather ginger with the bag as they moved, and while he had Zebbie’s ‘subjects’ in hand he saw no kingdom, rather just a strangely tailed elf who had delusions of what people around here called grandeur. Still, when things were fnished, he looked to her after she called him a puppy dog. “I am no ‘puppy.’” His tone was not angry, but it was firm. He had been called that before and it was one good way to rile him. Though he found himself a bit more attracted to the Elf, so he was able to let it slide for now.<br><br>As they arrived to Ishi, he gave a small cough. “We had a good plan to catch them all! She-” As he nodded to Zebbie, continuing. “Does a rather good performance. But I would prefer to see the silver myself and hand it out. I am better with money now.” He’d even call himself good! He truly recognized its value now, and wanted to make sure each got their fair share. “Actually I think you promised me something a little more than my fair share.” Speaking with Ishi present, he at least wanted to try this rusing game that even the elf did. “So I think you owe me a drink for saving you from dangerous pixies!” his tail swished and while the scratching did feel good, again... There was one reason he wasn’t being more firm with her, but to all apparent it may as well have been something a little akin to obedience or enjoyment of what was going on rather than irritation.<br><br>Maybe it was just a bit of both. It was confusing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yarnover</strong> on <strong>15-05-2016, 05:06:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/47/Tethys.gif)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Callie Rhodes<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Strange Tunes<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Patrick, Johann, Maelynn<br><br>Callie listened to the girls' introductions and met their awkward mannerisms with curiosity but said nothing of it. She was surprised to see a winged person on the road.&nbsp; Although she was fae-blooded, she knew little of how the forest folk looked and nothing of their ways. She wasn't even aware that she had a fae ancestor so Maelynn's names were met with some awe. <br><br>"Well...." She raised an eyebrow at the lacking explanation of the previous term. "Anyway... I'm Pleased ta meet you both!" She was perpetually curious but didn't want to be rude and keep on asking the same questions over and over. Besides, the small party was making their way into the woods now and she was at least a little distracted by their surroundings. <br><br>The crystal stuck in the ground grabbed the flighty Callie's attention fully and she bounded right up to it. She didn't have a clue what it was about but was fascinated at the way light refracted within. She stepped about the rock while inspecting it, oblivious to the faerie ring. She noticed a particularly clear spot and looked back through the crystal at her new 'friends' and made a rather silly face. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>15-05-2016, 11:16:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Jo_zpsrcv42ozu.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Johanna Laurus<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Strange Tunes<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Callie Rhodes, Patrick Milgram, Maelynn Swallowtail<br><hr>Johanna's reaction to Maelynn's introduction was a small, fond smile. No attempt at explaining the whole 'fivesister' thing was made by the little blonde, as she honestly wasn't too sure about the details of that herself.<br>Still, things seemed to have started off well enough, and she followed after the pair of bards happily, although she drew closer to them as they entered the forest, even if it wasn't all that long before they came to a nice little clearing. <br>The odd crystal that had clearly been placed there long ago did draw her attention for a brief inspection, although that scrutiny was stopped when she noticed Callie's face through it, Johanna not quite able to stop herself from a soft little giggle at the faces the other woman pulled.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>15-05-2016, 22:02:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/thbutterfly.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Maelynn Swallowtail<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Vine and Horn Inn and Tavern<br><strong>Time:</strong> Present<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Johanna, Patrick, Callie<br><hr><br>Mae was of the wood, and as such, was at least slightly more wary than the others of the ring of mushrooms around them. But should the reader have assumed that she understood the trouble that they were about to stumble into, the reader would have found himself dead wrong. Because the reader will have made the same assumption that Callie and Patrick had made, and for that matter Johanna as well.<br><br>Simply put, Lepidopterans are not fae. <br><br>Sure, they reside deep in the wood, much as faeries do. And sure they <em>look</em> like fae do, flitting about, sporting butterfly wings, and being generally undersized compared with the average humanoid life form. But in reality, Lepidopterans share more in common with other animal-human hybrids like cat-people, dog-people, bunny-people, and even centaurs, they they did with fay. Faeries generally are steeped in mysterious magics in ways that Lepi for example are not. The only magic inherent in Lepidopteran society in fact is of course the transformation, which is really no more magical than any caterpillar turning into any butterfly. Beautiful, yes. Mysterious, yes. <br><br>But magical - no.<br><br>She did know enough to try and warn the others. Just not how to do so effectively. "Um... I think... well... This is... Um... Not a safe place. We should be elsewhere."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>16-05-2016, 03:58:09</strong>
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				<strong>Tiny Threats</strong><br>Ishi had six silver coins all ready. She hesitated bestowing dispensary duty to Zebbie, or Enkh, when an argument seemed ready to break out over shares. Many of the same kinds of things that ended up broken over an adventurer's skull during a tavern brawl were also found in her home, in a far more delicate form. She left the coins on the table. "Pixies, huh? That's even worse. Owls don't even eat pixies, They end up with saddles on them and tabards cut out of your dishtowels, and one day you find the chimney blocked off because it's now an aerie for owl-knights to wage war against redcaps. Thanks for taking care of that."<br><br>The look she gave Enkh was probably too nuanced for him. It was part <em>looks like you hit the jackpot, inumimi, </em>part <em>but this jackpot is blood money, </em>and part <em>I can literally see the whip, I'm looking at it right now. </em><br><br>"Yes, I bought this old heirloom seed from a traveling merchant. It finally bloomed this year after, oh, two years of trying?" Ishi rotated the little pot. The tiny white sprig within shook pitifully from the lightest disturbance, like a shivering hair. "When I was born, good old dad planted a cherry tree so it could grow with me. My sister got one of her own, but she didn't live for very long. We took pretty good care of that tree in her memory, and one year the two sort of leaned together and merged. Have been like that ever since." She closed her book. "This is a member of that same thorny family, so I'll love it no matter what it turns out to be."
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>18-05-2016, 04:26:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/nAXMDQv.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Zebeynil "Zebbie" Shuruque'fyn<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Jacques, Kaea, Enkh, Pixies<br><br>Zebbie glanced at the blossom. "Well uh, when the next batch shows up for their tree you know where to find us and pay us silver to catch them in a sack or whatever..." She said, her natural inclination to get as much money as she could conflicting with her natural inclination to care little about people that weren't her, or able to give her things. She wondered idly if the blossom was something magical and useful. Eh, that sounded like work.<br><br>"Well then." She said, taking her share. "I am heading back to the town to ... well quite frankly it's none of your business what I plan to do." That sounded better than 'see how much wine I can buy with this.' She turned and strutted her sexy strut back towards the direction of the tavern she stayed in. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Steir</strong> on <strong>18-05-2016, 05:48:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://danbooru.donmai.us/data/b9b3bfa9460bb7526299e25ac81799b5.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jacques "Jack" Loreseeker<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zebbie, Enkh, pixies, open<br><br>"And what do we do about the pixies?" Jack inquired Ishi as he picked up one silver coin from the table, giving it a brief polishing against his shirt to have a better examination of it before it went into one of his pockets, "Simply releasing them would mean they will end up in your cellar again, or worse."<br><br>"I'm not sure if they are even willing to swear fealty to someone and help out, seeing that they blame us for taking up places that was once theirs," Jack added as he used a finger to lightly prod the sack to see if he could ellicit a response from them and whether or not they were listening to what was being explained.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pdragon</strong> on <strong>22-05-2016, 18:26:02</strong>
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				<br><strong>Name:</strong> Helia Plum-Tail<br><strong>Size:</strong> 5'9 163 lbs&nbsp; <br><strong>Adventure:</strong> The Beauty of Nature<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Stanis, tree people<br><br>Helia grumbled from her spot in the muck, the man's joke causing a groan to echo in her throat, "Hrmmm..." she muttered, though the offered hand was none the less accepted, the light weight lizard girl swept up to her feet with the greatest of ease. She gave a nod to the man's instructions and continued on down the path, trying to remain vigilant, but mostly distracted trying to scrape away the dirt and mud from her scales. Pampered as her upbringing was, Helia was not fond nor accustomed to being dirty....well...this specific type of dirty at least. "if this tree is so important why don't they move it somewhere closer? It doesn't make sense to keep it this far away from the village" Helia muttered, seeming to be under the impression that the townsfolk were the ones who planted the tree or something like that. <br><br>As they went deeper into the forest and began encountering larger, more alien looking creatures Helia began walking noticeably closer to Stanis. And by the time they were spotting giant scag beetles she was all but clinging to his back, "What are these things? I have never seen bugs so large..." she muttered, shaking her head as she felt a shiver beneath her scales. That of course, wasn't remotely the strangest of it, as a few moments later they came upon a twisted monster of a tree, though before they could bask in awe at it's strange beauty they were suddenly approached by a massive deer, flanked on both sides by beautiful women. The girl's were equal parts adorable and gorgeous, with golden hair, tall antlers, lithe frames but hips just wide enough to- wait was that deer wearing a crown!? <br><br>Ignoring the stirring in her loins and the back and forth prattle of the two girls, Helia took a curious step forward towards the beast, glancing it up and down. It was surely an intimidating figure, standing there with almost more horns than flesh. They were telling them to leave, but they hadn't gotten the sap yet, and just the thought of walking all this way only to get nothing..."oi..." she grunted, pointing a claw tipped finger towards the big tree standing tall behind the trio of forest people, "we need some sap" she said, expressing their intentions in the most straight forward way possible, "please move" she added, again honesty preceding tact with Helia. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revelation</strong> on <strong>22-05-2016, 21:08:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/XqkHrYP.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong> Enkh<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Jacques, Zebbie, Pixies, Ishi,<br><br>Taking his share of the silver in stride, he knew Ishi to be an honest payer and did not have any need to test if the coinage was proper or not. Likewise the look was a tad lost upon him, his ears flattening for a moment almost as if he had done some sort of wrong to Ishi. Though he hadn’t and he soon returned to his normal, cheery mood. “Mm. Maybe for this little pot we can plant it somewhere else? If the fairies consider it their home, they won’t relent until its roots are planted elsewhere. Still, these fairies.” He held the bag up. “What should we do with them? I have a date to try and get with the bossy elf lady before too long.” Yeah, that look definitely went over the young mans head and tufted ears, well over. “And I do not feel right killing fairies who were a nuisance rather than a menace. Do we just release them somewhere else too?” Maybe they’d get lost and wouldn’t find their way back. Who knows! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>24-05-2016, 13:13:29</strong>
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				<strong>Tiny Threats</strong><br>"They're alive? Well that complicates things." Ishi leaned back in her seat to avoid the sway of the poked pixie sack. Agitating them had predictable results, and it would probably be best when opening the pandora's box to point it away from faces. "I did pay you to take care of them, so..." She eyed Jack and Enkh, and groaned. No, they were not the kind of young men she could ask to take the bag out back with a shovel. "Alright." Exasperated, she grabbed the pot and slipped on her jacket. "Alright! Bring the sack, and I'll walk you to the edge of the orchard."<br><br>Owls hoot in the trees as Ishi stepped out onto her carefully maintained estate. Every day was long, and a cool night like this was one she'd planned to savor indoors, winding down, satisfied. This was an interruption. "But you know, you know I have to exterminate pests all the time. The only difference is these ones talk." She quickened her voice to speak over promises of pixie vengeance. <em>"Which is not to say that's an improvement." </em><br><br>At the edge of Lone Wolf Orchard, over the fence, there was a hill marking the boundary of her land. Thistle and cocklebur sprouted between the halo of stones that rendered it unpleasant to walk. At the crest, Ishi knelt down and tested the soil. Her tiny sprig of a tree was so pale it glowed in the moonlight. The air was still against the backdrop of Oldwall growth. "As good a spot as any for a pixie tree. You can leave the sack." She began to work<br><br><div align="center"><em>~(end)~</em></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>24-05-2016, 14:19:27</strong>
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				<strong>The Beauty of Nature</strong><br>"Oh, no, you mustn't do that." An arm looped around Helia's to guide her away from her goal. It was purely a sentimental form of restraint, utterly useless against a determined adventurer. "The tree is sacred and protected from harm."<br>Even less effective was the forest nymph delegated to stop Stanis. He could have carried her over one shoulder. "If you turn back, I'll tell you the stories of the forest," she pleaded. "If you go no further, I'll feed you white honey. If you return where you came, I'll wear your ring."<br>Neither had ever needed to exert herself. They were as soft as the flowers blooming all around the Life Tree, and though they possessed antlers, they were as timid with them as the claws of human fingernails.<br><br>The stag lowered his head. By the same degree the beetles had grown huge and the forest blooms erupted with life, he had grown beyond the seasonal limitations of any Amberdale deer. Outside of the tree's nurturing shade, even his powerful neck could not have supported those antlers. With a snort, he brandished them at the young adventurers.<br><br>There was just enough space in the straight path between the trees for the stag's horns to form a twisting, spiny wall from one side to the other. A strong black hoof stomped in threat, and the forest nymphs gave up convincing Helia or Stanis. The creatures climbed up the generous handholds of the stag's antlers and down his back on the other side. It was trusted that neither adventurer would do the same as the stag bore down on them both. Uncomfortable prods of horn scooped against Stanis' weight and began to force him back.<br>"It was very brave of you to come this far, but he is too strong for you," a forest nymph taunted from safety.<br>"Goodbye!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torterrable</strong> on <strong>25-05-2016, 03:49:10</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Strange Tunes</strong></div><br>As expected, the clearing remained blissfully calm. The flawed crystal stayed flawed, no matter how many faces Callie pulled in it, though, if one did happen to tap it, one might hear a low, melodic ring. The shriveled mushrooms remained disorganized, and the overgrown grass rustled gently in some mysterious breeze. It was a nice place to stay and rest, but already, the forest was beginning to notice their presence. And while the forest itself was not malevolent, the nature of their quest was to take from it, and the trees could sense that. They defended their own.<br><br>Their small meddling in the clearing, though not significant, carried a message deeper into the forest. Their goal was not more than a few hundred feet away, and yet now, it became a little more difficult, as tendrils slid towards the tree they were meant to take from. Their quest had changed, now, no more simple retrieval, but with a fight thrown in as well. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torterrable</strong> on <strong>25-05-2016, 03:55:45</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://simg4.gelbooru.com//images/c7/07/c707481bd6bc3b28e389686e5f7fe72e.jpg?173701)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Patrick Milgram<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Strange Tunes<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Callie Rhodes, Johanna Laurus, Maelynn Swallowtail<br><hr><br>Despite Patrick's somewhat brusque demeanor, he could not help but crack a smile at Callie's antics. He sidled over to the crystal and tapped his finger against it, producing a deep, clear ringing sound. "We never knew what this was for," he stated with a shrug, his heel bare centimeters from the fairy ring. "It's nice to come here for picnics, sometimes, but this place is the end of where it's safe for most people to come. 'Course, it doesn't actually get much more dangerous from here." He hoped not, anyways. He had no idea what the depths of the forest held, but he had never really been in danger whenever he explored. He wasn't sure if that was a blessing or a curse.<br><br>Maelynn's words drew him out of his reverie. It was safe here, of course, but they couldn't remain here forever. His foot barely missed the fairy ring again as he stepped away, towards the path that they were meant to take. He gestured to it, glancing at the rest of the party. "We've rested enough. Our goal is not very much further in," he grinned, his mood bolstered by the antics around them. "Let's see what the forest holds for us, huh?" He didn't expect much, though, and boldly moved forward.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Steir</strong> on <strong>25-05-2016, 03:55:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://danbooru.donmai.us/data/b9b3bfa9460bb7526299e25ac81799b5.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jacques "Jack" Loreseeker<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zebbie, Enkh, pixies, open<br><br>"It would have been easier if it weren't pixies we were dealing with," Jack remarked, deciding not to press any further than that as he followed Ishi to the edge of her orchard. He felt that it was difficult to consider pixies as something to exterminate - they weren't exactly doing anything that would warrant killing them. Jack hoped that with the relocation of the sapling, the pixies would at least steer clear from the orchard from now on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revelation</strong> on <strong>28-05-2016, 11:08:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/XqkHrYP.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong> Enkh<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Tiny Threats<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Jacques, Zebbie, Pixies, Ishi,<br><hr>“Aha, it wasn’t that hard.” He spoke to Jack, taking the silver and following along to see what happened with the Fey. But with his job done, he took his silver and briefly bit it when he was out of sight – just confirming if it was the real thing and it appeared to be! That meant more things he needed to buy would be bought, and maybe a nice meal instead of living on a budget.&nbsp; Yeah, food sounded good after pixie hunting. The bar sounded like a good place to go to!<br><br>&lt;To: Amberdale IC...Tomorrow&gt;
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yarnover</strong> on <strong>29-05-2016, 00:12:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/47/Tethys.gif)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Callie Rhodes<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Strange Tunes<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Patrick, Johann, Maelynn<br><br>When Callie earned a few smiles at the silly faces she pulled she was happy. She caught the ring from Patrick's tap and found herself humming to match pitch, only drawn away when their guide reminded her of the winged one's suggestion. "Yeaah..." she said slowly with a sigh. "Suppose you're both right." She walked back to join her companions and made a dramatic gesture of falling in line and at attention. <br><br>"What <em>does</em> the forest hold for us, Pat?" she asked the lad. If anyone knew of other interesting bits to be found - like that strange crystal - it was him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>29-05-2016, 00:39:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Jo_zpsrcv42ozu.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Johanna Laurus<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Strange Tunes<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Callie Rhodes, Patrick Milgram, Maelynn Swallowtail<br><hr>Johanna might not have understood Maelynn most of the time, but she did trust her, far more than she probably should have, given the short time they'd actually known one another. <br>So, when the Lepi said to stop, the little blonde did, even if she looked a little confused. But Mae seemed worried and she couldn't have that, now.<br>Johanna retreated back to where Mae stood and tried to give her a reassuring little smile. "I suppose we had better move on," she commented with a glance over to Patrick. "If you would lead on?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ( Everyone's A Hero Again ) Adventures IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>29-05-2016, 01:39:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/thbutterfly.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Maelynn Swallowtail<br><strong>Adventure:</strong> Strange Tunes<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Johanna, Patrick, Callie<br><hr><br>"Yes - your material. It is deeper within the woods, yes?" Mae stayed by Johanna as she asked her question, still being far more comfortable with her fivesister than with the two strangers. But the wood actually held less of a threat to her than the city did. She knew the woods well. Or more to the point, she knew the dangers of the woods, and somehow knowing what dangers lurked within was better than the dangers one did not know waited for one.
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