Lords of Creation (Story Thread 3)

[Zaleramancer]

Marv the Miscreant wrote

The villager backed up slightly, eying the newcomer with suspicion. He took a flighty stance, ready to escape if he needed to.

"Come no closer stranger. What is it that you want?"

"I look to help problem, yes." She leaned forwards to stare into his eyes. "Ask questions, you no lie, right?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

Heroes. The word echoed about in Aox's head. These heroes were what Aox was aspiring to be. Heroes that could protect and serve. It was a moment before Aox realized he hadn't said anything and was staring.

"I....I'm Aox. Pleased to meet you." Aox responds before pressing his wrist to his forehead with a slight bow. (Durhian sign of respect)

[Zaleramancer]

Thousands of years of memories circled in her mind.

This face.. from recently..

Yes..  You were the one with the watcher..

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"We do not require anything, though our friend here needs a room to rest in." The somber boy said, looking at Sonia.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"You can trust me. What would I have to hide?" The man replies slowly.

[Tsubasa & Wen Tien]

Koneko nods, "Aox, you say? ... Then you're the one who fought against our predecessor Kagehana! Right? How was it? Was it fun? Scary? Crazy? Amusing?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

Aox falls into a trance as he thinks of Kagehana.

"It was magical" be murmurs, then realizes he spoke aloud. He quickly corrects himself, "I mean....It was...um...difficult. I'm not much of a fighter."

[Tsubasa & Wen Tien]

(48 motes previously +3 motes, Total: 51 motes)

Koneko grins, Aox would be quite interesting in her opinion, "Not much of a fighter, eh? Well then, shall we teach you the most basic thing for swords or do you already know how to use them in a simple way?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"My knowledge of blades extends as far as knowing which end to hold and which end to stab with...." Aox admits.

[Tsubasa & Wen Tien]

Sora holds out the sword he'd ben holding, "Take this then, and swing it up and down... slowly. That's one of the first sword strikes that one should learn."

[Zaleramancer]

"You could be dream-eating night demon." She said, eyes wide and unblinking.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Uh....." The villager responds 'intelligently' before continuing, "Did ya want to know something or not? Cause I've got food to look for."

[Zaleramancer]

"Everyone in village have bad dreams, but who has worst?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Who knows. I don't talk much with the others and they don't talk much with me. We can't trust each other, we live in fear each night. I just keep my head down and hope this nightmare will end some day." The man starts to walk away, but stops.

"...However, The resident of the Timber House, over by the cliffs, never leaves. Maybe they are the most fearful, but you didn't hear it from me." The man scurries off.

[Zaleramancer]

"Shall we go, invisible thing?" Prisca asked of the watcher.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

Aox takes the sword gingerly and hold it clumsily before him. He takes an experimental swing of the sword. Then another and another. His swings are a bit sloppy.

[Tsubasa & Wen Tien]

Sora moves behind Aox and takes hold of Aox's hands lightly, guiding him in this swings, "Here, this is the way you do the strikes. Let's keep going like this, now keep doing it on your own."

Sora takes off his hands after a few minutes, letting Aox continue swinging the sword.

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

The Babysitter

Something about it's voice clicked in her mind. Not just the voice, but a strange feeling in her divinity, a kindred feeling. She knew who this was.

"Zaya?, she asked, shock apparent. "What are you doing here?"

She looked around the desolation again. A memory.

"Are...are you okay? No, no, that's a stupid question. I mean...well....y'know know I mean. Is there anything I can do? Uhhh..."

She looked around again.

"What happened? Where are we?"

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The Watchman

"Hmm," The watchman though. He got up, grabbed a chair, and walked over to the unconscious girl. He touched the chair to her skin, and dropped it as it transformed into quite a comfortable looking bed.

He had no idea if that would have worked or not, but the fact that it had brought a smile to his inner face.

"I'm afraid that's the best I can do for now, at least here. This place isn't exactly a living area. There are some fine beds down in the residential district, and I now that most of them are empty."

"Now, I don't believe I've had the pleasure of your names." He said, sitting in the nearest convenient chair, casually. It immediately shifted to the wooden one, the old one changing back. "Also, please have a seat."

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

The Watcher

"I did notice that they never seemed to leave their house." she hears a voice in her ear. "Unfortunately, my kind can't hover in mortal homes. It's against our core essence. If we were invited in, on the other hand, I could snoop as much as I desire."

[Tsubasa & Wen Tien]

(51 motes previously +3 motes, Total: 54 motes)

Acacia walks around Dermalk, stretching her limbs when she happens to spot the individual who had been in the mayor's house the night before. Acacia jogs over and cheerfully says, "Hello! Never got your name earlier. What is it? My name's Acacia. Acacia Firefur."

[Tsubasa & Wen Tien]

Mashi looks curiously at Dr. Harkan before saying, "Would you like for me to try to teach you a little bit of magic? Or is that something you do not desire to learn?"