Rin
The "Before" years
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"Shoot it, Kill it."
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Post by Rin on Jun 20, 2010 8:51:14 GMT -6
Rin glared at the green armored Lycian and sneezed away from the others so that it wouldn't spread germs around. "I must have a cold, let's get going before everybody else gets cold too." She picked up few more bundle of fire woods with towel wrapped around it and stood up. "Another Sacaen, huh? Interesting. I would probably get along with her just fine." She smiled and then went ahead. (( OOC : Ridiculously short post. I'm out of time, but I thought it was the best time to post. ))
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Post by Valcrist on Jun 20, 2010 12:41:06 GMT -6
"A cold? We should really hurry then, you should get by the fire." He said, looking over his shoulder at the archer as he carried the chunk of wood in his arms. "Chelsea's really friendly, I think you two will get along just fine. She's been homesick lately too, it might help her if she sees another Sacaen archer." Despite the rain falling all over him and his general lack of happiness, he was feeling a bit better right now.
"Oh, and you're going to have to meet Yaen too. He's a Sacaen swordfighter, and my teacher." He said offhandedly. "Maybe that's why you thought I was Sacaen? He's teaching me how to fight like their myrmidons." Was he really picking up on it? He's been training and practicing every day since Laus, did he look like a myrmidon now?
The trip back was much quicker then the trip there, probably because they weren't searching and were instead hurrying back. "There it is, the cave. Let's hurry, they're probably running out of wood by now." He squish-squashed through the sloppy mud as he hurried to the entrance. Looking forward to being able to dry off. "Hey everyone! We're back with wood, and we found someo... Wait who are you guys?"
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Rin
The "Before" years
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"Shoot it, Kill it."
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Post by Rin on Jun 20, 2010 15:29:18 GMT -6
"I've only been away for weeks from my home. And I feel homesick too... which is why I can't wait to get my sisters back home with me. If Chelsea is similar with me, then we'll be good." She smiled and kept walking back the path.
"Another Sacaen? You were learning Sacaen swordsmanship from him? That's interesting. That's the reason why I notice you're style." She had nothing to talk about except responding back whatever he was saying. Some were interesting... many were, actually.
"That's the cave, okay." She held the bundle tight in front of her chest and ran to the cave and noticed few people other than Valcrist. She grinned and observed everybody and hopped in the group.
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Post by Chelsea Dagger on Jun 20, 2010 17:17:25 GMT -6
Chelsea perked her head up when she heard more footsteps and a smile came over her face when she saw Kelvin was back. She was still cold, so she didn't run over to him, but she felt better all the same. Then Val came in, followed by a new girl. She was cute and seemed to be Sacaen. She even seemed to be kinda familiar. Had she met her before? Maybe, but it must have been at least a few years ago. She'd be sure to get to know her.
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Post by Kelvin H. Calderon on Jun 20, 2010 22:30:12 GMT -6
Kelvin strode past the newcomers, keeping them in the corner of his eye. He placed the wood by the fire and nodded at Gabriel. His eyes never leaving the newcomers, Kelvin sat down next to Chelsea, holding her close to warm her body. "My name is Sir Kelvin Calderon of Caelin. Pleased to meet you. And who would you be?" Kelvin asked the newcomers.
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Post by Chelsea Dagger on Jun 20, 2010 22:42:17 GMT -6
Chelsea smiled as Kelvin moved over to her and held her close. She snuggled into him, trying to get warm. Despite him being wet from the rain, he was still warm. Between him and the fire, she began to shiver a little less. She was still wondering why she had gotten so cold in the first place. But she had no idea why, so until she did she was just gonna try to stay warm. She rested her head on Kelvin's shoulder and let her eyes close for a minute. It was almost... peaceful.
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Post by Perseus on Jun 21, 2010 18:43:50 GMT -6
Perseus was walking, as usual, in Ostia. It was raining, but that didn’t bother him. He did what he did every time it rained, he went to ‘The Cave’. Aka-the cave on top of the hill.
Who would of thought that getting underneath something like the roof of the cave would keep me from getting wet? Perseus walked up the hill to the cave. When he got there he found a group of people in the cave.
“Who are ya’ll?” he asked. “I never seen ya’ll here fore and I been comin ‘ere every time it rains since I was by myself.”
Perseus looked at everybody in the cave. He noticed a man in black cloak with the hood on. He was the only one who's face he couldn't see. So Perseus lowered his head and looked up so he could see the mans face. His eyes look like the color of that stuff that come out of me when I get a boo-boo. He look like a persons I grows ups with.
“What is your name? Are you a Sarcaen?”
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Morgoth Animus
Shaman
DEAD
"Save the world? You know not what you say."
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Post by Morgoth Animus on Jun 22, 2010 10:17:17 GMT -6
Morgoth kept his hood on and had planned to stay quiet the rest of the time. But it was not so, as it seemed everyone wanted to question him. His anger became rage once again, and his eye's began to flash between being their normal blood red and the glowing dark.
Several seconds passed before he cooled down and his stayed normal. "I'm Morgoth, this is Aaron." Morgoth cared little of their little side kick, so he didn't introduce Lea. Next he regarded the strange man that walked in jabbering like a moron.
Who the heck is he? Hey, he looks like someone I could use, Morgoth thought. Look at his physic, he looks like he could rip Aaron's head of with one hand! Oh, this is rich. I need to 'take him under my wing'.
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Rin
The "Before" years
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"Shoot it, Kill it."
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Post by Rin on Jun 22, 2010 12:36:41 GMT -6
Rin passed through the group and sat beside Chelsea and smiled at her. She was the Sacaen that Valcrist has been talking about to her as they were trying to get fire woods. "Hi, my name is Rin. What's yours? Since you look the most familiar out of all the people, I just wanted to get to know you first before the others." She shiverred slightly gripped herself a little tight. It was getting colder. Was it the rain? She didn't know, but she just had to get used to it.
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Post by Chelsea Dagger on Jun 22, 2010 16:47:04 GMT -6
Chelsea gave a smile to Rin as she sat down. "Hello Rin, I'm Chelsea." She still couldn't put her finger on why she seemed so familiar. Sure, it could just be she was Sacaen and that was it. But it felt like something more. When she noticed Rin shivering, she reached over and pulled her a little closer, putting an arm around her as she did. No reason any of them should be cold. And this way they'd both get warmer. She knew Kelvin wouldn't get mad, and why should he? It was an innocent enough thing. "Warmer?"
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Post by Valcrist on Jun 22, 2010 17:04:57 GMT -6
Just as he was getting introduced to the new people, another guy pops up randomly. Was it a bad thing he was almost ready to walk back out in the rain? He felt kind of suffocated, there were far too many people for such a small cave. That wasn't something he was used to. Wet, irritated, and just a bit bored Valcrist sat there quietly and stared into the fire. He squeezed the tail of his hair, wringing out the water. He felt a case of deja vu, but only last time it was easier to breathe.
Rin seemed to be doing all the introduction for herself by herself, so he didn't really need to say anything. Instead he took some of the dry wood and tossed it into the dieing fire, it quickly bursting back to life and filling the cave with its warmth. Normally he'd be suspicious of the fact there was three mage looking people and an axe man he didn't know being there and all chummy with them... but it was just so much at once that he didn't even really care.
He looked in his bag for a change of clothes, and silently cursed the fact he didn't have any. His last pair got burned the other day... He'd need to buy some when he got back to town. For now he'd have to deal with a sopping wet shirt that clung to his frail physique. "How long do you think this rain will last?" He asked no one in particular, he was just in a hurry to get out of that crowded space. It was barely big enough for their group, but now there were five newcomers. The only thing that stopped him from just leaving is the fact it was still pouring out there, and he did not enjoy rain.
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Post by Gabriel on Jun 22, 2010 21:50:59 GMT -6
"Great. More newcomers. Not that it's bad, but right now I'd like a bigger cave." Gabriel said to no one in particular. He'd have to introduce himself later. Everyone was talking to someone else. With nothing to do and with branches and small logs now supporting the fire, he could rest. He took a good look at those he didn't know.
The green-haired man and the cloaked man don't seem to be wearing much armor, if any. No visible weapons either. And given that there's no caravan outside, they'd have some sort of training. Usually it's only merchants and trained men that go outside their hometown. Probably some kind of magic users.
He inspected the two girls. A quiver and arrows...the black-haired girl sitting by Chelsea has to be an archer. The pink one...! Is she...carrying a tome? Crimson...an Anima mage, huh?
Then came in a lone man, shouting above the rest of the voices. He's holding an axe...but something weird about him. He stands almost as if he were to fall to the ground any second now...
Gabriel's thoughts were cut once he heard Valcrist's voice. The young man had sat not far away from him, close by the fire.
"I doubt it'll last much longer. It will probably keep us trapped here until early morning, though" he said, trying to comfort him. The guy seemed...annoyed.
There's no point trying to get him to talk about it, though. I shouldn't force myself on others' business. He remembered the teachings from his mother and butler. Even if no longer a noble, there was no reason not to behave like one.
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Post by Kelvin H. Calderon on Jun 22, 2010 22:29:05 GMT -6
Kelvin, seeing he was no longer needed, gave Chelsea a wink, and stood up, stretching. "Might as well greet the new people," he thought to himself, "That mage seems interesting."He walked leisurely over to the man, and extending his hand said, "Hello there! My name's Kelvin. Who might you be?"
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Post by Valcrist on Jun 22, 2010 22:32:27 GMT -6
"Oh... well. I kinda figured as much." He let out a crushed sigh. That was typical. It seemed storms don't just blow over instantly when it was convenient, like they did in his books. Fortunately he felt his self slowly growing dryer, though he was still far more wet then he found pleasant. It was... It was as if a bath had fallen on him from the sky, only he was fully clothed and actually dirtier then when it all started... Actually that was a really bad metaphor.
Absentmindedly, his eyes wandered over to Chelsea, Rin, and Kelvin... Ok, maybe it wasn't absentmindedly. Still, he couldn't help but notice them all getting 'snuggly' with each other. Quickly he turned away before they saw, hiding a little look on his face. Missing the fact Kelvin just broke away from the little vice.
He then, instead, went for his sketchbook. He wasn't really tired, atleast not yet. And, to be honest, he didn't really trust these people well enough to fall asleep right by them. For all he knew they were a pack of murderers. It was one thing to sleep in a camp, where even if you didn't know everyone, people where spaced well enough that it wasn't an issue. Instead they were in this cave, a place where everyone would have to basically lay on top of each other to really fit. Especially with the fire in the middle taking up space, and a few of the... more built members of the ragtag group.
So he looked at the entrance of the cave, watching as the rain fell in front of the mouth. It was almost mesmerizing, there wasn't any pattern or rhyme to the water, it just dripped... Trickled like sand in an hourglass... He would immortalize his disdain of the rain forever with this portrait!
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Aaron Winsett
Sage
Seeker of Knowledge
Knowledge is a weapon. I intend to be formidably armed.
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Profession: Student of Magic
OoC Alias: Feldsky
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Post by Aaron Winsett on Jun 22, 2010 22:55:10 GMT -6
Aaron nodded his thanks to Gabriel, before coming over to the fire and, hanging his sopping wet cloak on a handy outcropping of rock. He untied his hair from it's pulled back position, before shaking it out a bit, and combing his fingers back through it. Being a newcomer himself, he didn't realize just how many people were meeting here.
Another man came in, carrying an axe, but he immediately took an interest in Morgoth. Look at his physique. He looks like he could rip Morgoth's head off with one hand! Wait...that was a really random thought. It's almost like it came from someone else's head... Oh well.
Aaron inspected the fire for a bit, getting a good look at it, before feeling it with his honed, anima senses. He was tired, but small adjustments were things he'd always excelled at.
He gave an easy wave of his hand, altering where the fire was burning, and even how it was burning to a degree, switching it over to the best efficiency. The change wasn't obvious, but they'd likely get almost an additional hour's burn out of the logs.
He was about to settle in, when someone came over and introduced himself. "Hello Kelvin, I'm Aaron, from Ryerde." The mage glanced around a bit before continuing. "There seems to be a fairly diverse lot here." It really was a rather obvious statement....
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