QuirkyIceHeart (post: 1412345) wrote:OOC: Glad to have you back ^_^
--Annissa--
"So what's your name? If I may ask."
Annissa looked at the sling she'd made, and then made eye contact with him before answering. "I'm... Annissa." For a moment, she was silent. She looked at the ground, and then back up. "Thank you for saving me. I was alone... I didn't really have any other place to go, you know?" She mentally kicked herself, and then shrugged. "Anyway... we need to get you somewhere where you can get that arm looked at." She kicked a pebble down the alley and sighed. "Do you have anywhere you can go, ..." It occurred to her that she didn't know his name. She let the sentance hang in the air, not quite sure how to finish it.
Wikiwalker (post: 1413784) wrote:Wyn
As Wyn watched Alvar just looked sicker and sicker. Maybe he's not crazy, just dehydrated or something? He had been dehydrated enough before that he started seeing things an acting crazy. He slowly lowered his knife to the ground, keeping his eyes on the elf the entire time, and then wrote on a piece of paper: Dehydrated?, his penmanship suffered because he was still watching the young elf. He crumpled the paper up and tossed it to Phox with an exaggerated overhand motion, so that Alvar could still tell what he was doing.
Ella Edric (post: 1413070) wrote:OOC: Ok, i need to let you all knnow that Hetharu has quit the RPG. She is very busy, and has given me control over Luan and his dragon. I may change Luan's name also, so keep an eye out for that. If I take over him I'm gonna change it so I'm not totally taking Hetharu's chara.
--Luciannica--
Lucia sighed. "Very well..." she said with a struggle. "I will allow you to stay... for now." She smiled, then her attention went to one of the guards. "Assign him a room please, and guide him to it."
The man nodded, the went to it.
OOC: Yama, you can have Svein somehow try and stay with Lucia and talk to her if you want.
QuirkyIceHeart (post: 1412345) wrote:OOC: Glad to have you back ^_^
--Annissa--
"So what's your name? If I may ask."
Annissa looked at the sling she'd made, and then made eye contact with him before answering. "I'm... Annissa." For a moment, she was silent. She looked at the ground, and then back up. "Thank you for saving me. I was alone... I didn't really have any other place to go, you know?" She mentally kicked herself, and then shrugged. "Anyway... we need to get you somewhere where you can get that arm looked at." She kicked a pebble down the alley and sighed. "Do you have anywhere you can go, ..." It occurred to her that she didn't know his name. She let the sentance hang in the air, not quite sure how to finish it.
Rusty Claymore (post: 1415127) wrote:Phox
"Hey, it works! I wasn't really sure if it would... That's actually kinda gross..." Phox grabbed his water gourd and gave it a shake. The water level was painfully low. I think there's more going on here than just dehydration, though... He placed the gourd back in it's sling and stood up. He'll probably get the most out of it when he wakes, so... Phox looked at Alvar. "Well, I guess I'll have to carry him."
Phox grabbed Alvar and easily hoisted him up, swinging him around till he was piggy back on Phox. I think it'll be fine. I pocketed his knife where he can't get it, and he's rather weak right now... Phox resumed his position in the lead, Dominick trailing behind, Wyn leading the donkeys. Everyone had just about had enough adventure for these long two days, and if all went well, it'd be the last adventure for awhile for the brothers at least. It'd get real interesting for Phox. And it might be kinda short. Phox quickly changed his thoughts.
"Wyn, you're awfully quiet."
[OOC: Wiki? You still out there?]
Rusty Claymore (post: 1415517) wrote:[OOC: No problem! Just checking in! n.n I would have gotten into the fight. XD]
Phox
"Hmm? Oh, yeah that is kinda weird." Phox stopped to look at Dominick. "That's not really supposed to be the effect of what I gave him, but I guess that's what we get for mixing drugs." Wyn didn't seem very impressed at this comment, so Phox added, "It was either that or the old fashioned way of knocking him out. His jitters were freaking me out. Normally he'd just get unnaturally calm, but between the two I think he kinda just stopped. He's still breathing though."
Suddenly, Phox felt his humor dry out. He hadn't slept for longer than he could remember, he'd witness some fairly gruesome stuff, incompacitiated one of his companions, had to piggy back a mentally unstable elf, and got yelled at by someone who couldn't speak. All this on his way, by his own choice, to his own death sentence. This had to be the longest night in his life. No, second longest...
The harrowing memory that thought brought on kept Phox from snapping at Wyn. "Look, there's nothing we can do right now, we just have to wait for both drugs to wear off. And hopefully before Alvar wakes. Till then, is there room on a donkey or should I carry him too?"
Phox realized he probably sounded like he was grilling Wyn, so he looked down at the ground and said quietly, "We should keep moving. The sooner we get to a village the better." He shifted Alvar onto his shoulder, handed Wyn the torch, and hoisted Dominick onto the other. There was no way he would go very far like that, but the extra exhertion would help him calm down. Wyn probably thought he completely lost it, or had a long time ago.
He was probably right.
Wikiwalker (post: 1417051) wrote:Wyn
Wyn balled up his fists, he wanted more than anything to punch Phox in the face, knock a few teeth out, maybe break his nose. The only thing that held Wyn back was the logical part of him that said there was no point to that, just yet. He held the image of the boathouse full of dead villagers in his mind telling himself it was for their sake that he had to follow this dangerous stranger. There is nothing you can do but wait for Dominick to wake up, he told himself. And Alvar, you can't leave him here with this guy. Wait, getting angry is pointless now.
Wyn took deep breaths and slowly released his fists, he picked up the donkey's leads from the ground, and holding them in one hand (not the safest thing in the world to do with two tired grouchy donkeys) he put his arm around Dominick's shoulders and guided his entranced brother back onto the trail.
Looking back over his shoulder he tried as hard as he could to convey all his anger and annoyance into a long glare, and then motioned with his chin for Phox to walk ahead. We better reach that village soon and they better have an inn with feather beds, he thought, I am so tired.
Rusty Claymore (post: 1417074) wrote:[OOC: For the sake of Wyn and Phox not tearing out eachother's throats, I'm going to advance time a little.]
Phox
At long last, the sky began to brighten. The group had gone on in silence since the Alvar event. Although Dominick had recovered enough to walk on his own, either he couldn't speak yet or he sensed the animosity in the air and held his peace.
The trail had come out upon a road, and the road had made it's way steadily uphill, till it crested against the sky. Phox had led from a farther distance than when they had started, and when he reached the top of the hill Wyn and Dominick were still a distance away. Phox looked down upon the Arach village.
He could turn around. He didn't need to go down there. Would my presence add to the urgency of our intent? Or would it just complicate things, and cast a shadow upon the events of the fishing village? He turned to look at the brothers, who were almost halfway up the hill towards him. Wyn's cutting glare still lingered in his eyes. Animosity from behind, hatred to the front. It was a lose/lose.
To go forward was death. To walk away, starvation. Game was extremely scarce in these woods, and Phox didn't have enough supplies to beat his bad luck in a hunting sortie. The brothers were almost upon him now. With the events sure to transpire in the Arach village, Phox might as well sprout horns and devour Alvar right in front of them. It was his word vs. all the Arach, and that garunteed he would be portayed a demon. Deep inside, the weary yet still perservearing sarcastic voice added, Although that'd be unfortuneate for Al. And he doesn't look like he'd taste very good...
Phox turned and started for the village. He would go quietly. To raise his sword in his own defense against Arachs that hadn't done anything personally against him would only make her cry.
Reaching down to his small sealed pouch, he drew the small knife he kept by it, and cut the threads he had used long ago to tie shut the pouch's lid. Undoing the fastener, he retreived one of the pouch's two contents. Without looking at it, he fastened the small cast iron brooch around his neck. It's gentle pressure would garuntee that no onset of emmotion would change his mind.
Phox didn't dare look back at the brothers untill his vision had cleared.
Wikiwalker (post: 1417152) wrote:[OOC: I hoped you would do that]
Dominick
There was no real transition, one minute Dominick was--sort of--asleep, the next he was awake and very confused. He had his arm around Wyn shoulder and Wyn was supporting him and helping him walk. He had no idea where they were.
He let go of Wyn and, finding he could stand fine on his own, took stock of his surroundings. Up ahead Phox was carrying an elf on his shoulders. Who is that? Wait. Dominick sorted out his memories, it was difficult as some had become confused with his dreams. Is his name Alvar? But he wasn't out before, was he?
He turned back to find Wyn making animated signs at him.
"Are you alright? How do you feel? Do you remember anything? What's thirty-seven times twenty-three?"
"Um . . ." Dominick paused. "eight-hundred-fifty-one, and I feel fine. What happened to Alvar?"
"Can you walk on your own?" Wyn ignored Dominick's question, his face a mix of concern and anger.
Dominick took a step back. "Yeah, I'm fine . . . just a bit confused." What is he so upset about?
Relief flooded Wyn face, Dominick was afraid he was either going to cry, or hug him or do both.
"Um, Phox is leaving us behind." Dominick pointed to where Phox was, several yards ahead on the trail.
Wyn's face changed completely the second Dominick said Phox's name. "Who needs Phox?" he signed his hands quivering with rage.
Dominick didn't know what had happened, but he did know that this was the wrong time to ask about it, and Wyn was probably the wrong person to ask anyway. "Um, I dunno, probably no-one." Wyn clearly needed some time to cool off from--whatever it was that had set him off so bad. "Just a minute." Dominick turned and rushed up the trail to where Phox was trudging along hauling Alvar on his shoulders.
"Hey," he said. "Wyn doesn't seem too thrilled about something. He won't answer my questions, anyway, I'm confused, what just happened to me, and why are you carrying Alvar around?"
TGJesusfreak (post: 1414663) wrote:OOC: SORRY! I had a brain glitch and thought I'd already posted.... and here I was waiting for you to post Jordan XDDD. Ok so here I go:
--Richard--
"Annissa" he said under his breath, and subconciously burning it into his mind.
"Thank you for saving me." She began. He immidiately focused on what she was saying "I was alone... I didn't really have any other place to go, you know?"
Richard sat there not sure what to say. He looked at her for a second, a young beautiful girl in appearance, but broken inside, alone. He smiled at her "It was nothing" stupid thing to say, he mentaly cringed. "and I'm happy to give you a place to stay. My father and I live about a half mile from here. I'm sure he'd let you stay the night at least." Richard saw her sullen expression. "Hey," he said "come on" He stood up and reached out a hand to her. "lets go." He smiled.
Rusty Claymore (post: 1417263) wrote:Phox
Dominick's approach and questions surprised Phox a little. He knew the brothers could converse as well if not better than others, and had seen as well as heard them conversing. Phox assumed minimal information had passed between the two, so he decided to explain all of it.
"It started when I gave you that syrup. It's called Valkyrie's Kiss, a nerve relaxing agent given to mortally wounded soldiers on the battle field. It prevents them from going into shock, allowing them to pass in peace. It's also used to keep jittery soldiers from snapping during stealth operations or while hiding.
"Under normal circumstances, it would have left you dazed but still functional. But combined with whatever it was you took before, it turned into a knockout drug, although somehow you remained on your feet." Phox shifted Alvar on his shoulders. "Almost as soon as you were out of it, Al here snapped, shouting about not killing people while waving a knife around. Then he collapsed, and been like this ever since. He's also severely dehydrated, which needs to be rememdied as soon as possible. As for Wyn..."
Phox glanced over his shoulder at the elder brother. "As far as I can tell, he's upset I gave you that syrup. He also thinks I'm a very dangerous threat. It's in his eyes."
Phox kept walking, having said all he though nescessary. If Dominick had any questions, Phox knew he'd ask.
Davidizer13 (post: 1417294) wrote:OOC: Dangit, I missed her! Ah well...
Mellara and Streyvash
"He's unconscious]he[/I]'ll wake up. We'll talk about this later, but she sticks around, agreed?"
"Agreed. It's for your own good, Umia, so stay in town until we get this sorted out. Surely you must understand."
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