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We Few Feb 9, 2019 18:00:48 GMT

Post by absent on Feb 9, 2019 18:00:48 GMT

Not all days that where beautiful and sunny as these where good days. No in fact this was probably the worst day for some, with the wind a gentle draft that warms the heart and birds chirping their morning glee. Five darkened figures sat around several piles of stones, four in all. Nothing moved nor spoke here in fact the drone of insects and birds seemed to stop at the edges of this glade fearful of the things inside.
A few gruff voices spoke quietly to one another, each discussing something of importance and yet not speaking any louder than a whisper. The stones listened coldly, the air was for lack of a better term hostile.

The drums that rolled across the Haven today where hesitant, almost as if the drummer either didn't know what he was doing and was winging it OR there was something to actually worry over.
What could be translated was thus:

Beware the glade, odd sightings.

It was a bit blundered a few mistakes in the drumming a bit of a hiccup here and there, but the message eventually came out loud and clear. Something was going on towards the forests edge, and it should be avoided by the sounds of it. Would you dare go against this warning? perhaps to see what these strange sightings where, perhaps you where unlucky and already there. Either way, beware the glade.

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Bring companions or not! limit of two.

WARNING: Violence/Near death experiences to maiming possible. Do message me what is and isn't okay for your character. You want a scar? you came to the right place!)

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We Few Feb 9, 2019 18:00:59 GMT

Post by absent on Feb 9, 2019 18:00:59 GMT

Caradras: 0/5

Zahanzai 0/1

Silinrul 0/2

Byrren 0/2

Corner Stone Byrren

Byrren though humble in name they are most often than not less so compared to other ranks. Unwilling to combat or not this Byrren is still very strict. The action of creating armor or weapon a discipline of will and strength, he pours his all into each task creating some of the finest weaponry any Caradras has ever seen. Perfectly balanced, and razor sharp equal to his mind; this Caradras doesn't share his weapons or armor with just anyone. No you must earn what he gives and you must use what he gives or fear his return to collect! Fluid as metal and sharp as his blades beware his wit and practice, lest you be rung into his works, he see's his companion as someone equal in ability, and if you aren't already. You soon will be.

Touches the Sky Byrren

Some skills are looked down upon, but for Caradras every skill is a useful skill; that is; if you can prove it. Touches the Sky as she is called has gone above and beyond proving her worth. Her beat of the drum, her howls of war are one you do not want to hear on a lonely dark night, her voice a deep primal terrifying shriek. The sound of an animal dieing a horrible and drawn out death. Not all Caradras have a Death Howler, but she, she has proven that it is possible and effective. Her voice has frozen many a creature in their step, some whimper some cry out in fear. All in all eventually their screams would mingle with hers. Now a retired death howler she teaches other young Caradras the talent, that is if they can prove their voices. Expect a long night of practiced death howls, you may want to warn what company you have.

Ogre Eyed Silinrul

Some hunters don't just rely upon stamina, power and exertion alone. In fact this odd rickety fellow seems to have a keen sense for hunting above any other in his group. He is a clever sort that carries ropes, string and twine about his paws and chest, always carefully knitting nets that seem almost too beautiful for such vicious tactics he employs. You see this Silinrul hangs in tree's his body leisurely laid out for a long wait, his net cleverly spread between his clawed feet. You see this gentleman doesn't matter how long he must stay in his position for something surely will run by, especially after having lain out sweets and goodies for the wildlife. One something runs beneath him? game over he puts his full weight down upon them with his net trapping them fast and dispatching them all in one swift movement. Beware a calm peaceful path, you might just find a vary vicious end.

Vipers Bite Silinrul

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Sometimes people seemingly are born with no talent at all and must work hard to gain one, this Silinrul is a prime example of such a thing. Growing in a spartan mind set she scrapped, fought and tore her way to where she is now. It might not be much to some but its everything to her and she's proud, perhaps maybe a bit over the top about it too. She trains everyday setting aside several morning hours to just do what she does best, and thats martial arts. Yes you heard that right, she may be four legged but even so she's capable of great damage. Her movements fluid and quick she's the fastest of the group her kicking legs and swiping paws fast enough to out pace a vipers bite. She uses her opponents strength against them blocking shots into the ground or staggering them off their feet in quick blows. She hunts for food and trains others in her squad this new martial study she's formed, most if not all are now at least semi-confident in her strange new fighting style.

Bite is not as built as the other Caradras in her group in fact she's taught as a whipcord and lean as a jaguar, she seldom is seen doing any true physical task but if found working on such she often finds ways to out maneuver said task. Her steps and movements are often already planned giving her a sort of oily grace. Her steps melt into one another allowing for swift flowing movement. Her hide is a deep black/gray patches of scales in narrow rivulets cover her from head to toe. Her equine face is rather ugly compared to others of her squad, scars that long since having healed have disfigured how the scales grow about her face. Some are slanted especially near her mouth seeming to raise just enough on the left side to make it appear she's sneering constantly. Those bellow her right eye are missing and pale gray flesh shimmers with scar tissue.

The horn atop her head is semi-broken and an pretty azure blue to match her snake slitted eyes. Hear ears are less equine and more feline her blood relation to displace-beasts more apparent then her draconic and equine half. A pair of wings lay tucked against her sides though unlike her brethren that can fly her wings are relatively small and is only capable of short gliding. The upper knuckle bones of these wings are rough and calloused as much like her front scarred feet she uses them to punch with or buffet unwanted attention seekers. Her upper legs and feet are heavily covered in scar tissue, stabs, cuts, long tears you name it they cover her feet awfully thick. Her front right foot is missing its second toe sickle appearing to have been ripped out in some fight and her left most tail is crinked towards its end probably having healed wrong.

To Whom It May Be Concerned Zahanzai

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Carefully tread near this Zahanzai for though a scout, she's a berserker to the core and the only reason any of them are alive. Not all scouts saunter in shadow or hide behind mysteries some like this gal are straight as an arrow and white as the moon, her bloodshot eyes tell a story that is haunting, born lowly she kept mainly to herself and proved that even the most capable come from strange places. Her fight upwards was hard and none too kindly to the already semi-unstable creature. She grew up on songs of strength and wit, tragedy and hardship, she took this all to her core and uses the vary versus of blood and iron to fuel her shadowed steps. If you thought a warrior large, bulky and fully capable of ripping your face off scary, imagine one capable of hiding from sight. Her very strength proved enough to save whats here but not the rest, she carries this hurt in her steps. Don't ask too many questions or find yourself on the painful end of a claw.

There is no such thing as unhealthy about this scout, she radiates vibrancy, her every move energized and precise. She's not much for tactical thinking though on the fly she's known to be quite the clever and agile beast, especially for one so huge. Her chest is more like a giant barrel her legs and arms wrought with muscle her shoulders dense, even her wings seem fuller and larger than the average Caradras. Though this all comes with a price, her footsteps can be felt before she's seen her every shift a creak on the floor she stands and yet she's a very precise and capable scout. There's nothing scarier to think about than this hulking beast stalking and prowling around with those large tinted pink eyes. Her body is a patchwork of scar and scar tissue, her scales patchy at best but large, sharp and bold. Her body is black in nature but shimmers red and pink the ridges of her skull pointed into a crest. In fact her face is more draconid than equine though the sprouting amethyst horn of her forehead says otherwise.

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We Few Feb 11, 2019 9:49:04 GMT

Post by Tidesweep on Feb 11, 2019 9:49:04 GMT

Beware the glade huh? Fredericke tilted back in her chair. Why should she beware this glade as the weird drum message said to? That sounded like the opposite of adventure. Letting it fall back with a thunk, she stood up and stretched. And she wasn't the type of person to say no to an adventure. Not at all.

It wasn't long before she was making her way towards the glade in question. She was alone, but that was okay. If it truly was dangerous, she could turn and run faster if she also didn't have to worry about saving face in front of others. As she took a step inside, she felt her skin rise in goosebumps and a shiver go down her spine. The feeling in the air was definitely...Not a friendly one. That was for sure.

But she was here, and might as well give it a few moments before she decided to abandon ship and high tail it out of there.

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We Few Feb 12, 2019 3:48:34 GMT

Post by jadedsinx on Feb 12, 2019 3:48:34 GMT

Noah couldn't stop his feathers from spouting out of his skin in nervousness and the sense of dread, when he saw Soma his Sphinx hybrid just jolted up and jumped down from her resting place and looks like she was staring out in the distance. The fire bird could see that every muscle on her body was tense.He doesn't know they mean but it can't be good... He glances back at his companions and his newly acquired roommate and past schoolmate Dominic decided to take a nap during the a mist of it all. He wasn't sure that it was a message for his zombie roommate or is it him. It really doesn't seem safe... and the last thing he wanted to venture somewhere that dangerous...But what if Dominic decided to step ...The tall firebird puffed up in anxiousness and jolted when he saw his hybrid was next to him and licked his hand in reassurance...Noah's amber eyes softened as he saw her and petted her head. He looked at the letter once more. Maybe he should check it out...Just to make sure it is safe for Dominic to travel, if he was going to get something back at the village or go out in the woods or back to the Veiled Shrine...
The taller male saw that Aaru woke to see the fire bird isn't in bed and looks at the humanoid in question. Noah looks at his companions and nodded before scribbling down something in his prized notepad that Dominic gave him and left it on the table before heading out.

"Going out for a bit. Be back soon. Stay safe and stay in the cabin. " -Noah

Yep everything about this place made his feathers stiffen and him on edge. Aaru was around his neck trying their best to calm him with giving little chirps and there while Soma was also on guard, her ears flickering here and there as she stalked a little ahead of Noah but never straying from him. He stroke Aaru in comfort as he scanned the area of the glade before taking a deep breath and stepped inside. Soma and Aaru tensed at the feeling and the hybrid couldn't hold back a growl while Aaru whimpered. Noah clenched his now clawed bird like hands into fists, he was on edge and he braced himself for what was going to happen next.

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We Few Feb 13, 2019 18:28:16 GMT

Post by Heron on Feb 13, 2019 18:28:16 GMT

"Odd sightings, eh Vesper?"

Vesper slowed to a sideways trot and then braked to a halt, snorting derisively. Her horse lips pulled back over her carnivore's fangs in an unmistakable sneer.

"I know, right? That's the very definition of vague. Shall we?"

War's horse stamped impatiently, altered course, and took off at an agitated clip that had Arieh's thighs trembling as he clung to her back. She weaved between trees with more than a Firemane's grace, heading for that very forbidden glade.

Vesper sidled up somewhere between Frederike and Noah, allowing Arieh to disembark gracefully. They'd see what happened next.

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Post by Fenris on Feb 13, 2019 18:54:16 GMT

Nec had been on his way back to the village after a little expedition to the land of the Grathkins. He didn't get as far as the village, though, as the hesitant drums sounded.

Beware and odd sightings? Well didn't that sound interesting! Nec had never been very observant of warnings, at least obscure, non-specific ones, and it wouldn't be a very big detour. Not to mention he didn't have a set time he'd be back.

Besides, now he was curious!

Getting to the glade, he saw he wasn't the only one who'd decided to check it out. The one on the horse he'd seen here and there, but the other two were unknown to him. Nec stepped up beside the feathered one, but keeping his distance. The air on this place made him feel uneasy, something like he was being watched. Or evaluated or hunted.

Now they'd wait.

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We Few Mar 2, 2019 7:51:36 GMT

Post by absent on Mar 2, 2019 7:51:36 GMT

The stone mounds in the center of this glade looked weathered but clean, no moss grew along them nor did it seem the elements had washed them pale, in fact if one had a keen eye, it was obvious these stones where new to the area. The piles points towered towards the sky, intricately placed in such away as to form a cone, perhaps they hid something inside. If these stones did, whatever lay underneath each was huge. There sat eight in all, each forming a tight circle. One in the middle seven without. Inside the ring of stone something had been laying quietly and now it moved to get up.

First its upper body heaved up, the scales glittering in the sun. A jagged red line ran down its right shoulder and wrapped hideously under its belly. Next it creaked up onto its back legs and swinging a very equine head turned to stare at the gathered humanoids. At first nothing seemed to happen as it eyed each and every individual once over, as if analyzing, considering. Then, very slowly its face wrinkled, its lips peeling back revealing hundreds of jagged yellow teeth in a snarl that rivaled an angry dragons. With terrifying easy it hooked first its left leg over one pile than the other with no apparent effort at all. For those trying to focus on anything or perhaps terrified enough to see every last detail would note that not only was this creature crawling out of the mounds but more where staring from the tree line behind it.

Pacing forwards in confident steps it didn't seem wary in the slightest its crazy green/yellow eyes boring into the closest person, at least seven feet in height the creature leaned first towards Fredericke and inhaled sharply taking in her scent. Than snorting in contempt moved to the next person, if someone tried to edge away or turn around to run they'd find two more of the hulking creatures blocking the way. For experienced fighters it would become increasingly apparent that these creatures had setup a trap of sorts for intruders, and where slowly surrounding all of them in a tight menacing circle.

Eyes browsing over the others it glanced at each face, snorted at a few and finally sat back semi-satisfied with its inspection of each person.

So. Intruders, pray tell me why you have entered this clearing.

short and too the point the creature waited patiently for your answer. After all with five creatures varying between seven to nine feet tall surrounding the group it would be very hard to leave without someone losing an arm or leg.

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We Few Mar 4, 2019 21:28:18 GMT

Post by Tidesweep on Mar 4, 2019 21:28:18 GMT

Fredericke looked around as the others joined her in the clearing. Arieh and Nec looked like they wouldn't be too bad should things turn ugly. She honestly wasn't sure about Noah. He seemed really squishy and probably tasted pretty good with some rice and hot sauce. So did Arieh, but that firemane would make it pretty hard. Their bites hurt like...Well. They just hurt and she didn't exactly want to add more bite marks from the fire horses to her list of experiences.

Before she could say so much as a how do you do, things started happening. She wish she could say the atmosphere turned bright and sunshine with daisies singing in the background, but no such luck. Some sort of large horse moved up and out from the circle of stones. Towards them it lurched and Fredericke resisted the urge to step back or shiver as she felt eyes on her.

Holding her ground proved to be almost impossible as this beast took a sniff of her and moved on. The tension didn't leave her shoulders, but she did let out a breath. Glancing over her shoulder, she frowned as she noticed that their way was being cut off by two more of these creatures. Those combined with the ones she could see in front, and it was clear it was a trap. Cursing herself for being so stupid, she decided to wait and see just what type of trap this was.

Sometimes people with less social skills did traps to talk to people. Maybe this is one...

At the question, Fredericke couldn't quite hide the snort that escaped her mouth. "Didn't you hear the message?" She wasn't as put off by the fact the big, scary, horse like thing could talk. She had learned that nearly most species of animal on this planet had some form of communication that really begged the question if they could even be called animals to begin with. "Said there odd sights here so I came to check it out. Of course, didn't mention anyone was actually living here, so a bit sorry about that."

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We Few Mar 6, 2019 16:13:18 GMT

Post by Fenris on Mar 6, 2019 16:13:18 GMT

Nec studied the mounds, the treeline, the horselike creatures... He didn't pay any attention to the rocks themselves, other than that they were possibly holding something. Where they were from was irrelevant compared to the thing crawling out of the circle. He noted the terrain, defendable positions, effective allies among the others that had shown up, but all of that was mostly subconscious. For now he decided not to worry much about any danger these things posed, if they were in fact planning on eating those who'd turned up then they were welcome to try. He'd bite back if they did.

When it was his turn to be inspected Nec, like the others, stayed still and studied the 'horse' back. They were a strange creature and reminded him a bit about an equine version of Sealgair. A horse as a base but something utterly different that could, and would, take off your head for no particular reason at all.

With the trap closing on them, the idea of this being their way of hunting crossed Nec's mind, but then why the drums? Sure they'd been very vague, but still?

At being questioned, he chuckled and shifted his stance, crossing his arms with a smirk. "If you didn't want company you shouldn't have let the drums play at all. Something as vague as that, of course it's gonna make people curious."

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We Few Apr 24, 2019 2:08:31 GMT

Post by absent on Apr 24, 2019 2:08:31 GMT

Looking still at each creature in turn the creature curled its long flexible tail. It first seemed to let the words each person speak settle in, digesting each answer in turn before letting out an exhale which for all the world sounded like a deflating bellows the smell foul to the nose.

The creature gave a rattle of its head what looked like fine fur was coarse scales, reaching up with one foot it pawed at its jaw in mockery of someone placing a hand beside their face and shook its head in bemusement.

It is true the message was vague and it is also true that yes I heard the drums. But you are forgetting something rather important

The creatures lips curled up in a fierce smile as it leaned its head down and eyed each creature there.

'beware the glade'

The creatures surrounding the motley group rumbled in low and high pitched sounds. Laughter.

To be fair, yes we could have perhaps stopped the drums. But to do so would be to outright be looking for trouble. Humanoids are one of those rare creatures that hunts what hunts them. So to be reasonable as we most often are not, we chose to give your drummer a bit of a threat.

Rising back up from its leaning position the creature waved its right paw at all those present.

We figured at least a few stumbling creatures where to head this way after the drums sounded. And before you question. Yes perhaps we could've left this glade, but this happens to be a very special day. And you've intruded be it unintentional or not into our Mourning day.

The creature curled its lips in a wicked smile and tossed its delicate head, the spiraling horn of odd amethyst above its head glittered cruelly.

Muttering and chuckling behind the humanoids the other creatures shifted and seemed all for the world like a relaxed group of of friends enjoying a joke, though, at anthers expense.

Now we could chase you off like your little drummer. Though that isn't very fun for anyone involved, lastly all of you. No matter how strong I can guarantee you'll lose a limb or worse. Ogre Eye does love a challenge.

A slighter looking creature leaned out of the crowd and hissed in pleasure her mouth curled in a horrible smile.

Or. Or you can agree to take part in our Mourning Day. I could say its for having intruded, but, that would be only half a lie.

Giving a hideous laugh, half between a cat yowl and horses whinny it was awful to hear, and to be honest it didn't look like any of you where getting anywhere fast, care to try your luck at arguing? or otherwise?

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We Few Apr 25, 2019 1:17:34 GMT

Post by Tidesweep on Apr 25, 2019 1:17:34 GMT

"What's life without a little danger in it? Though...I think in this case, this might be more than I can chew." She would look around at the chuckling creatures and really did think for a moment she had bitten off more than she can chew. But...Fredericke wasn't exactly known for running away from danger and apparently it wouldn't do any good anyway. Not with this Ogre Eye about. Though she would have to remember that. Ogre Eye wasn't the only one who loved a good challenge.

Hearing what they intruded upon, she did give a slight bow of her head. "While I do apologize for doing so, and I happily agree to take part." Her mouth curled up in a smirk. "Despite not being given much of an option otherwise."

It was learning something new and even if they had tried to chase her off, she would have probably tried to sneak back anyway to watch. A choice would have been lovely to have, but she suppose that is what she got for not taking a better risk assessment. Just a bit.

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We Few May 1, 2019 5:06:22 GMT

Post by Heron on May 1, 2019 5:06:22 GMT

Yes. WHY did we enter this clearing?

War's input was so abrupt and so annoyed that it momentarily stunned Arieh. He grabbed for his head, the source of a very sudden, very blunt pain, as if War's mailed boot had just kicked the inside of...but it wasn't Arieh's skull, was it? It was War's skull, with only Arieh's fleshy bits wrapped around it.

Arieh didn't own a single bone in his body, which made it very easy for War to use pain to get Arieh's attention.

War's question wasn't one of cowardice or timidity, of course. War lacked the emotional capacity to be intimidated. However, War understood things like boredom and irritation, and Arieh was getting the very strong sense that War considered this side trip to the dangerous glade an unforgivable waste of time.

Vesper leered back at the creature inspecting them. If it wanted to challenge the steed of War, it was welcome to.

Somewhere around the words "beware the glade", Arieh stopped feeling like a rung gong enough to try and tune back in to what was actually happening around him.

"Good luck getting a limb off of me or Vesper," Arieh blurted without thinking, head still pounding from War's snit. "Sorry. The passenger is trying to crash the vehicle. What I mean to say is I- God's Blood War, back off!" Yes, Arieh interrupted himself to yell at a voice in his own head.

Yes, he was aware how crazy it made him look and sound.

I refuse.

Could you just, for once, cooperate? I apologize for interrupting their Mourning Day, we move on.

No.

Vesper snorted, as if aware of the conflict. She probably was.

Arieh rolled forward and opened his eyes again. "Apparently I'm not apologizing for the interruption to your Mourning Day. So tell us the rules. You want to play a game? Let's play."

The faintest hint of red began to overtake the brilliant star-sapphire blue of Arieh's eyes. War was awake, and he was not going to let Arieh have peace.

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We Few May 1, 2019 6:07:29 GMT via mobile

Post by Fenris on May 1, 2019 6:07:29 GMT

"I usually tend to ignore warnings. Especially vague ones like that." He shrugged and looked the horse-thing up and down. As it mentioned a Mourning Day, he could feel the scepticism rising, because so far everything he'd seen seemed to be alive and breathing. Of course, Nec had no reason to know anything about their culture, (for all he knew they could be mourning a birth for some bizarre reason), but he saw no reason to refuse the 'invitation'.

"Wouldn't be the first piece to go missing, so I'd be happy to accept your gracious offer." Nec gave a half-assed in-no-way-polite bow, sarcasm dripping off both his words and posture, never taking his eyes off the creature. This would get interesting, and if they thought intimidating people was fun, then they shouldn't expect politeness from the changeling!

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We Few May 2, 2019 2:43:02 GMT

Post by absent on May 2, 2019 2:43:02 GMT

We are all in agreement then? Good good.

Leaning down to look again once at each and all creatures present, the lead creature seemed absolutely pleased, its mouth splitting into a macabre smile, teeth poking this way and that in its mouth. The others around everyone relaxed and with not much of a by or leave leaned further in to address the presently accounted for party. They grunted and pushed at each other but no more aggressively than a cat or a dog might, mostly it seemed to be a bit competitive to see who was going to get the best look of the joiner's on their special day.
Though closer now to almost touching everyone present they kept at least a somewhat respectable distance in their looking, if anyone should raise a hand to try and touch at the creature its eyes would narrow and seem to become quite offended at the thought and rear its head back only for a moment later to lean in again.

Fredericke got the once over from all presently accounted for creatures, each eyeing her quizzically and seeming to weight something in their mind about her before taking a deep whiff and moving on. Some seemed to snort and shake their head eyeing you further, others seemed to not notice whatever it was that bugged their companions and lean towards Nec who'd get the same treatment though also quite a few laughs for his deep bow. Turning their heads eyeing him quite intensely all where curious of his skin and horns. Perhaps they found similarities between your wild looks and theirs? who knows what it is these strange creatures where thinking. Next the group revolved around onto Arieh and Vesper, each creature eyeing one than the other, firstly they seemed amused that Vesper was even letting this soft looking thing ride them and the other being they seemed to acutely be aware that Arieh wasn't what he seemed but no further details could be gleaned besides his insanity.

After only mere moments the creatures broke up their staring and backed off allowing the party to have breathing room to move and walk about, though the creatures seemed scattered they still held onto the opening of the meadow quite easily their tactical movement superb for such odd looking creatures. The one whom first spoke carefully picked itself up from its sitting position and with a leaning of its head inclined towards the circle of stones.

This way, here we shall explain.

For those whom followed the creature talked casually, much like one would talk about whats for lunch or the weather.

We honor our fallen to-day. Lucky you its only ever once and only after death. There is no crying, no sadness just death, laughter and exertion.

Chest swelling in excitement the creature grinned toothily, saliva dripping from between crooked teeth as he all but beamed with the ordeal they where all about to face.

Each of us along with you will pour our all into this day. Blood, sweat and tears, there is no stopping there is no backing out. To leave is death for you dishonor our dead and we will not have that.

Turning sharply the creature planted itself down in front of the first stone tower. It placed a large paw on the rocks confident in their solid placement. Its claws clacked sharply against the stone drawing all the caradras's attention. The air was building up, something akin to the crackle of lightning, each creature heaved its chest, eyes sharp and focused, paws clasping and unclasping, tails whipping.

First we gave stone. NOW we give blood and bone!

Voice slamming like a hammer the caradras billowed into the air, its mouth wide open its oddly slate gray tongue long and forked, similar to some dragons. The creature howled in response building the frenzied excitement that ran through them. Some shouted in a language some would know, others not. But this is what they chanted once than fell silent.

Vlos, bel'la, ultrinnan!

Looking from the stones down to the gathered the creatures split into a line facing the party the all heaved and grinned sweat slowly beading at their scales and strange spiraling horns.

We shall have mock battles to test our strengths.

Each creature grunted and very sharp gave out a rundown greeting.

Ogre Eye, Assassin.
The first creature snarled, its throat raspy and odd. You weren't sure but perhaps it had been damaged in someway? the Caradras grinned wickedly its green ugly eyes staring at each attendee in return, confident and all but ready for this Mourning day.

Viper's Bite, Martial.
Grunting out her answer the creature raised a paw and picked at her teeth, though somewhat lazy looking her movements are fluid and intentional, calm blue eyes stare from a serious face.

Touches the Sky, Howler.
A voice smooth as butter, a languid soft sound and crystal clear. If you found it hard understanding the creatures through their hisses and purrs this creature had none of that. It has mastered its use of common projected speech better than any of the other troupe. As far as physical? subpar compared to the others.

To Whom, Scout.
No this creature wasn't lying, even if it did look like a truck that decided to take steroids for several years, her body rotund and massive her legs looked like tree branches. If there was one creature here to fear in a fight, this was it.

Last but not least the one who'd been leaning on your every word and narrowing your choices spoke.
Corner Stone, Smith. Well? whom shall it be?

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We Few May 6, 2019 3:48:54 GMT

Post by Tidesweep on May 6, 2019 3:48:54 GMT

Fredericke watched as the gathering moved closer to examine then. It reminder her of a pack of dogs greeting someone they had never seen. Though, unlike dogs, they didn't want to be touched as she tried and was rejected. Some lessons didn't need to be repeated and this was one such lesson as she let her hand drop down to her side. The fact that some had stronger reactions to her than others didn't even deter her one bit.

It was all over soon enough and they were being lead deeper into the glade. Even as the leader was explaining what today was about. Some things she could already guess. Such as those they would be honoring were already dead, but she didn't realize how soon. It didn't sound like anyone had recently died which she suppose was a good thing? Maybe.

She also wasn't too sure someone hadn't recently died. It sounded like they only really saved it for once a year?

But boy. She could get behind that. The laughter and exertion part. The death part was a little iffy, but of course, they wouldn't have this day without it.

"Got it. No checking out early." She would give the leader a thumbs up even as she wondered just how much blood and tears did this require. She wasn't exactly a crier and she did like her blood...

The excitement charged the air up and Fredericke felt the pounding in her body as her flight or fight response kicked in from it. Not containing herself, she threw back her head and let out a roar of her own. They did say that they expected them to join in, and was this not a part of it?

Even if the blood part did once again concern her a bit.

Eyeing the line in front of them, she cracked her knuckles. "Oh! So like when Rune was trying to teach me how to actually use tactics in a fight instead of just heaving them into a wall." Grinning, she shifted her position to stand in front of Viper's Bite. "Fredericke, Adventurer."

Intro out of the way, Fredericked ready herself for the battle, a grin on her face. This was going to be fun!

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