Demon Redux

Savaria breathed in the stale air as she watched the bandit move his stare toward Dorcha. He casually strut over as if he already knew it would be an easy fight. The corner of his lips curled upward as his eyes narrowed in on Dorcha. Savaria felt as if perhaps she should swallow her fear of being alienated from the travel party and protect Dorcha for she has been the closest she has come to as almost a fellow Alkei sister. As her pale fingers fumbled in her fabric pocket to grab hold of her wands, she was abruptly interrupted by her thoughts and her insecurities. Even though she knew that these bandits were only after gold and did intend on taking it by force, Sav felt as though whatever move she would make would be considered as a mistake. If she were to fight and ward off the bandits and protect Dorcha and the kitsune, she may be considered as being rash and underestimating her fellow travelers. However, if she stood idly by and watched as they defeated the marauders or be defeated, they would certainly resent offering her a place among them. In this instant, she felt withdrawn. She had awakened from her thoughts when the bandit had lunged toward Dorcha. Unbeknownst to him, Savaria had formed a force field around Dorcha and, upon contact, had been launched a great number of feet from the Ayah. Sav watched on as the dismayed raider struggled to stand, and she realised she was now invisible. She thought of it as an advantage, but of course she was afraid to act again on the enemy's anticipated attacks. Savaria had slowly moved toward the Kitsune and whispered, “Flynn, did… did anyone see that?” She was almost embarrassed, but in a way she also felt as if her action could not be ridiculed for she didn’t terrible injure or over-kill the bandit and yet was able to protect her acquaintance instead of watch her potentially get hurt.

Clarice watched the bandit stalk towards her smiling with ill intent. Already she felt her instincts rising up, her grip tightening on her bow and her fingers itching to brush the feather of an arrow. NO, she thought. I can't let this happen again. Clarice clenched her teeth and let all of her weapons dissolve into shadows. If she didn't have any weapons she couldn't loose it and attack anyone right? Yes, but now she was defenseless. He was close enough to her that she could see the discoloration of scar tissue running down his neck, this wasn't his first time in a fight like this and with her weapons gone the odds were in his favor. Well her weapons weren't all gone. Deception, she had used it many times before and it was one of the most effective weapons in her arsenal and it was obvious from his expression he already thought her to be weak, all Clarice had to do now was play the part. She began stepping back and pulled a scared expression onto her face. As long as she didn't show her fangs and remained in solid form he would think she was just another human. The bandit began coming toward her a bit faster and his smile grew as he saw her plain fear. Clarice felt her heel bump up against a small boulder embedded in the ground behind her and figure it was as good a place as any to prepare to attack from. She braced her foot against the rock and pretended to cower in front of him even though she was really crouching for an attack. A few more steps and he would be within striking range, his weapon was drawn but she could keep away from it long enough to get it away from him. Clarice heard a slight hiss in the air around but the bandit obviously didn't hear as well as she did because he didn't pause, just kept walking. The next moment it was as if he had bounced off a trampoline as he was hurtled backwards on to the ground. Clarice felt as stunned at the bandit looked until she realized that Sav had disappeared, it was one of Sav's force fields which had the unfortunate side effect of turning her invisible for an indefinite period of time. But the force fields only worked one way so even if it was still up Clarice, being on the inside, would be able to run right through it. With the bandit unclear about exactly what had just happened there was no time like the present to go on the offensive. She sprang forward after the bandit. All she had to do was keep her instincts in check so she didn't harm anyone who was going to harm her. Easy right? she though.

Amelia noticed that two of the bandits had gotten behind her while two others were in front of her and Koga. Glancing back, she saw that they were slowly coming up to her from the left and right side of her. She then quickly picked up a rock about the size of her fist, turned, and threw it towards the one that was now on her left (Throwing rocks and archery are two different things. She can actually hit with thrown objects.). Then she leapt forward towards the one on her right who had his sword out but was slightly distracted by the rock that was thrown. With her left sword held facing outwards in a backhand grip, she gave a horizontal slash out towards the man's left side, using the force from her dash and bringing her sword forward in an attempt to cut straight through the bandits abdomen. She landed on both feet with both her arms in front and quickly re-assumed her position towards the bandits in her fighting stance.

The Bandit who had been sprung away by the force field quickly clambered back to his feet. He angrily drew a sword, all his group wanted was to plunder and loot, and possibly rape, but that's besides the point, the use of violence was not needed up to this point, in the bandits mind anyway. He looked up from his thoughts just in time to see Clarice lunging at him, the Bandit threw his sword in front of him defensively, the sound of metal on metal clanging through the air as he blocked the blow, adrenaline pumping to keep himself alive.

The Bandit that Amelia had thrown herself at was a little bit less fortunate. Without any kind of warning that the travelers may be hostile, the Elf girls lunge was unpredictable. the Bandit jumped to the side, the knife slashing through the side of his gut, leaving the man on the ground, in pain with blood seeping onto the dusty rocks underneath of him, but still breathing. The bandit groaned in pain as he stabbed his sword into the rock in an attempt to stand up, with no such luck he slid back onto the red stone.
The other Bandit that had been dispatched to Amelia immediately charged at her, his Iron Axe shinning in the noon sun as he held it over his head, winding up to cleave down onto the Elf's soft skin.

Flynn continued to stare down the less than knowledgeable bandit, his hand ever so slightly fiddling with the Scythe by his side. Flynn had re-situated himself on the rock, slowly as to not startle the dumb man. He now sat crouched, his toes holding up his curled body and his tails flapping about behind him. The sudden whispering from Savaria made Flynn jump slightly, but he didnt turn towards the girl. The Bandit on the other hand looked right towards where the noise came from.
"Who's dere?!"
He shouted towards the emptiness that was Savaria. Flynn flicked his wrist forward, a smack echoed outwards as a wooden pole smacked against skin. With a quick Jerk Flynn pulled the Scythe towards him, the heavy breathing of the Bandit being cut off suddenly as a sickening gush busted out from the mans neck. Crimson blood shot upwards as the body of the now decapitated Bandit slowly tumbled over, the head was starring in dumbfound surprised on the metal end of Flynn's Scythe. Without a change of emotion he twisted the weapon in his hand, the head tumbling onto the earth, slamming onto the rock with a crack. Flynn looked at his scythe slightly displeased, he wiggled it in an attempt to get the dripping blood off of it.
"Eww." he mocked.

Amelia watched as the bandit charged with his axe and began to bring down on her. As he swung downwards she skirted around his left side and spun while slicing at his ankles as he cut into the earth. She then ran up to the immobile bandit that lied in a pool of crimson, and gave a good quick slice into the back of his neck. In front of her was the bandit's sword in the ground upright, and she quickly set down her swords. She grabbed the bandit sword by the blade and threw it like a javelin towards the middle of the axe bandit, and picked up her weapons again.

Koga jabbed his staff into the earth. "Hmm not the response I was quite looking for...." He then proceeded to spit in one of the bandits face and jabbed his tail into another man's face. Koga then put all his weight on one side of the staff and as one of the bandits charged at him jumped off and the staff slammed into his face.Koga put his hand over his mouth laughing and pointing at the bandit as he covered his face. "You guys are funny but I have to know who crafted that she-elf's weapons." Koga kneed the bandit in the face (same bandit who got hit by staff) and extended his staff outwards into his stomach knocking him into a group of huddled bandits. "Strike! Buahahaaa! -MONKEY SCREECH-" Koga layed on his side picking his nose with his pinkie. "Who's next?"

Clarice pulled a dagger out to meet the bandit's sword. Even though she had no intention of using weapons she wasn't stupid enough to slice herself on someone else's blade. She held the blade lock for only a moment until she dissolved the blade and ducked underneath the Bandit's sword, coming up behind it so they were face to face. "Now, let's get rid of these dangerous toys you like to play with," she smiled at him and grabbed his wrist, twisting it to an uncomfortable angle so that it was all but unusable even if it wasn't broken yet. The Ayah weren't know for their strength but that didn't mean they were weak, most of them could over power a human. Clarice pulled his arm out to the side twisting it further and grabbed his throat. She fell backwards rolling on her back, pulling the bandit with her, flipped him over onto the rocky ground. Clarice used to momentum to flip herself on top of him so she was perched on his chest. She pulled her hand away from his throat and the dagger reformed in it again as she held it at his throat. Clarice felt the tension in her arm rising and bit her tongue to resist the urge to spill his blood. No this time she would have control.

Meanwhile, Savaria had remained invisible as her bandit did everything in his possible way to find her before turning to move onto Dorcha: throwing dirt and sand, pouring out his drinking water at the ground somewhat thinking that perhaps the water would land on the pale girl before giving up and facing the opposite way (obviously he is a dumbass). Instead she had watched as the kitsune decapitated his own opponent. "Shh, Flynn, it's me Savaria... do me a favor..." she watched her bandit kick around and continue looking for her and his dignity. "I need you to get Dorcha for me while I'm busy. Do that, okay?” She had thought she heard a reply as she quickly made her way towards the dimwit. Once she had stood behind him, she had analysed his back and found a loose fabric around his neck - perhaps to keep him cool from the day’s heat, but there was no need for it now that it was almost dusk. She inhaled and kept herself steady before finally pouncing on him. Her left foot had cracked his spine as her right stepped on to his shoulder. Before making it to the ground, Sav had immediately took hold of the fabric and held it around his neck. As she strangled him, she looked around for anything in easy reach that she could kill him with, but all she saw was rock that looked the same size as a brick. Her breathing became uneven as she reached for it and then held it in her hand. Even though it was heavy, she had used all the strength in her wrist to lift it and begin bashing the bandit’s head with it. Suddenly, all of the rage had returned within her and she felt the need to kill. She dropped the rock, still knowing that if she left the marauder, he could just die within an hour, but instead she drew a switchblade from his belt and slit his throat.

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Flynn followed Savaria's orders, ignoring her slaughter of the bandit. He jumped off of the spherical rock enthusiastically, his scythe tumbled to the ground but instead of being soiled by dirt an rock it instead disappeared on contact. Flynn looked behind him, even though he was controlling the magic his mind had still expected the wood and metal tool to clatter on the ground, the odd silence made it seem as if the farming tool was in a never ending fall. Flynn took a crouching seat next to Clarice and the Bandit, his tails flicked back in forth as he watched things unfold like a movie. The Bandit, who had just witnessed his friends get massacred was screaming for forgiveness, praying that Clarice would not kill her, acting as if she was his new deity. It amazed Flynn how weak other races became when involving death, its a natural thing after all. Besides, if anything he should be the god here. The fox snickered at his own thoughts before standing back up. Flynn latched both of his hands Clarice's arm, grunting as he yanked her off of the bandit.
"Its time for us to go!" He purred cheerfully as let go of Clarice, taking the glass orb from under his arm he wrapped it in an embrace once again, already walking away from the group, towards their original destination of the town. Behind him multiple shouts were heard, it was mostly grown men shrieking for their lives as they ran from the group, one of them shouted out shaky orders to retreat. The sound of feet slamming against stone echoed farther into the valley as each step carried the frightened bandits away from the rag tag group of "adventurers"

The bandit under Clarice had appeared to loose all control of his ability to think rationally. Little did he know that the more he cried out the more Dorcha's instincts were telling her to run him through, spill his blood, watch the light drain from his eyes. His eyes, pleading and glossy, she could see herself in them. She was imposing, fierce but it wasn't her. It was the side she hid, but the side she had run away to protect. She heard his elevated heart beating and the movement of his chest under her feet with his breathing. All her senses here focused on him. The more he shrieked the more she focused on him and, unfortunately for him, the more she wanted to end him.
Something pulled her away from the bandit and she turned to see a young fox man standing next to her hold her arm. Her grip on the dagger shifted, but he wasn't who she was after. Dorcha turned back to her pray, to the frighten man laying on the ground watching her with crazed eyes, eyes filled with fear. She began to raise the dagger but something stopped her and this time it wasn't the fox. There was a voice in her head screaming, "STOP!" It was her, or at least she thought it was. "Stop. Stop." She squeezed her eyes shut and pressed the butt end of the dagger to her temple. "Stop." It was a command now. "Stop. Stop. St-"
Her eyes snapped open and Clarice stumbled back a step, disoriented. She shook her head, it was all foggy, she couldn't believe what she had been about to do. She should have, this wasn't the first time but this was the first time she had stopped it from taking over. How had she stopped it?
The bandit had taken the opportunity of her freeze to get to his feet and was now scampering away. She looked around and saw the remaining bandits following suit. Clarice shook her head to clear her confusion, now was not the time for thinking about that. In frustration, she threw the dagger into the dirt at her feet where it stuck up from the hard earth. Clarice quickly picked it up and pulled her bow from the shadows it had been in. After returning them both to their places she dissolved all her weapons into shadows so it once again appeared she was unarmed.
Clarice started to follow Flynn, but not before stopping to glance at the new comer. She looked him up and down, he was strong, it appeared, and gave off the air of a force not to be trifled with but even still she did not feel threatened by him in fact he was almost calming. She didn't give it another thought and instead turned to survey the damage. Amelia has dispatched one bandit and sent another pack and herself seemed no worse for the wear. The monkey man had also made short work of his bandits with no visible damage to his person. Flynn still wore his goofy grin, despite the mayhem that had just ensued, which Clarice figured could only mean that it hadn't affected him hardly at all. That only left…
"Has anyone seen Savaria?" Clarice called out. She could still smell the pale little girl however the could not see her anywhere. Clarice saw the bludgeoned body of the bandit who had gone after Savaria figuring it was as good a place as any to start. If I ever do figure out how I stopped myself, Clarice thought, I really should share it with her.

Amelia watched as all of the bandits fled, including the one she tried to throw a sword at just a moment ago. As she lowered her swords, she noticed there was blood on them and gave a good flick to dispel the crimson, then sheathed them at her sides. Flynn called out somewhere behind her, and felt like her head started to fill with cotton balls, the fox tail seemed to fly out and tickle her nose for a second. Amelia gave a quick turn around and saw the unconscious and bloody bodies lying around the valley. It was slightly disturbing; she never saw this many dead bodies in an area when she was in the forest. She shook her head and ran forward to catch up to Flynn; it wouldn't take too long to become familiar with scenes such as this.
"Has anyone seen Savaria?" said Clarice. Amelia looked around, everyone in their group walked together towards the city, including the monkeyboy. There was questioning to be done. Anywho, back to what Clarice said.
Amelia looked around, noting that the only one not present was Savaria. "I haven't really caught sight of her from the start of the bandit fight, where could she be...?" Looking backwards, Amelia saw footprints being created alongside them and was startled. "Maybe Savaria could be over there?..." she said while pointing. What an intriguing group she had gotten herself caught up with. Only surprises have come, one after another, since the beginning of the travel (not too long ago).
"Either way, this muscle-monkey should tell us a little about himself... And before you ask again, my swords are Elven-forged by the greatest weapon-smith in my village, and was given to me as a gift for my prowess in swordsmanship!" she beamed, proud to voice her accomplishments, yet her cheeks flushed pink. "Made of brightsteel and woven with complicated magic that I don't understand. Your turn." she gave a wink towards meathead.

Koga leaned on his staff. "Hmmm well I am the very last few of the Kong race. I am very interested with making items out of various scraps I can find, such as my staff here! I am pretty proud of my craftsmanship!" -the pole shrinks back into a simple bamboo stick causing Koga to fall on his ass- "well...I still need to work out some kinks..but since you are so kind as to tell me how you'r gloriously crafted blades were made I have something for you...hmm lets see." Koga surveyed the area around him. "Aha!" He said as he picked up a reddish pinkish flower,twigs,tree bark. Koga combined all the items together to form a hair clip with a flower attached. "Tis not much but I hope it may satisfy you....and also I was wondering if I could accompany you for I am in search of not only the demons who have murdered my parents.....-clenches onto scarf in pocket-..but also my father told me there is something out there I must see out in the world." -hands Amelia the hair clip and formally bows- "Till the time be for me to part ways may you accept me as you'r personal body guard and or assistant!"

Savaria stood over the bandit breathing heavily. She was grinning inwardly, but her face showed no expression, not that anyone could see if she was, Savaria was still invisible. She felt someone firmly grasp her arm and turned toward the person raising her other arm the rock still in it, how had they know where she was? She froze as she turned and saw two glowing blue eyes staring back at her, Savaria couldn't move. Clarice pulled her sunglasses back down over her eyes hiding them.
"How did you know where I was?" Savaria asked. Clarice tapped Savaria's shoulder. She was still translucent but was slowly starting to reappear, she looked a bit like a ghost she thought. Then Clarice motioned with her head toward the rest of the group. As they started to follow after the others Savaria looked back over her shoulder at the mess of a corpse, or rather half of one, that lay on the ground. Of all the customs she had yet to understand the art of honoring the dead, mostly because where she came from no one really ever died, well apart from the humans they killed, so their was no reason to mourn. She scoffed at the body whose head was pieced and scattered about with the crimson blood. Bury that. Savaria almost laughed to her self but it would not have been a sound of joy, but more malevolent in its intent.
Savaria jogged a bit to catch up to Clarice and the rest of the group. She looked down and saw the color had almost all returned to her skin and she could no longer see through it. She walked up to see the strange monkey man bowing to Amelia and heard his low gruff voice say, "Till the time be for me to part ways may you accept me as your personal body guard and or assistant!"
Savaria bounded over to where Amelia was standing before the monkey man. "Aww," she squealed. "Can I be the flower girl? Please?!" She looked between Amelia and the man bowing man. "I've always wanted to witness a land strider ceremony!" She looked over at where Clarice and Flynn were standing off to the side, who was slowly shaking her head though Sav had no idea why. Savaria turned back toward the elf and the monkey. "Well are we going to do this or not?"

Flynn ignored the others as he broke his bouncing, energetic walk, exchanging it for a gallop of sorts. He enthusiastically darted towards the crook farther up in the valley. It was around a quarter of a miles distance from them, at first glance Flynn had thought it to be a dead end. Luckily the closer the got to the end of the path the clearer it became, the smooth rocks stretched and bent in a dramatic way, the wall on the right side ending in an abrupt way while the left seemingly looped around, the constant red and brown coloring of the canyon hiding the curve like a natural camouflage. Flynn continued his charge, while physical strength may not be one of his upsides it was rare that he would run out of energy from something as easy as a sprint. As he neared the hook of the valley the hidden twist slowly became more discernible, he pressed his back against the rocky walls, if there were more bandits the last thing he wanted to do was turn a corner straight into their hide out. He moved to where the wall fell away to the curve, it was extreme, especially for a for a natural structure, it curved itself almost into a full circle, the somewhat large path the group had previously been on opened up to a much wider one, about half a mile across. Flynn rolled forward, popping out of the combat spin into a stance with a foot and a knee holding him up, his hands shot forward, clasped together like he was holding a pistol. He looked down at his fingers in confusion, not entirely sure what kind of a symbol he had just made. The Fox like boy popped out of his serious stance, rolling back and forth on the floor as he cackled at his own attempt at a joke. He remembered why he had stealthily gone around the corner in the first place and briskly jumped up again, his smile gone. He looked forward, his eyes widening and a smirk coming back to him. He turned his head towards the group at breakneck speeds.
"I found it!"
Flynn hollered towards the group. Sprawled out in front of him was a town. It was about half a mile from where Flynn had clumsily thrown himself onto the ground. The town itself was surrounded by a makeshift wooden fence, the posts unstably jutting up from the rocky gravel. The town was nothing to brag about, it contained around 20 houses, a small farm in which most of the vegetation was dead, or wilted from lack of nourishment. Straight down the middle of the town was a archway, the main entrance, it had a path leading directly to the back entrance of the small city. In the middle was a small center, a few people gathered around, some of them trying to sell things to the others. In between the houses scattered around the outside of the city and the center were a few establishments, just common things such as a tavern, butcher, outdoor market, blacksmith, leather worker, and a chapel. Every building in the town was made of the same red rocky material that had covered the entire valley, the roofs were a dead looking fan like leaf, sturdy against nature but easily destroyed by an kind of weaponry or natural disaster. Flynn was starting to get sick of the red coloring and dry and dusty feel of the valley.

Clarice watched the fox boy scurry around in the dirt with previous events, such as his decapitation of a bandit, seemingly forgotten. In fact he seemed as happy a creature as ever, a somewhat disconcerting fact for Clarice. She had killed before but well it hadn't exactly been her doing and she at least felt bad about it. Either this creature had the memory span of a iasc órga bug, she thought, Or he is so death oriented that it didn't faze him anymore. Neither was a particularly good thing and he seemed pretty lucid to her which turned Clarice toward the less desirable option.
The town looked as miserable as it had the last time she had seen it. Quite honestly Clarice was surprised it was still there. It wasn't exactly in an extremely hospitable environment and it was a far cry from the lush forest she had grown up in so it was no surprise Clarice had avoided coming back to this dust caked town. But now she was back. She really had nothing else to do at the moment. In fact she felt she had landed a pretty sweet deal, now not only was there an interesting group she could follow along on their journey but she could actually interact with them and not worry about accidentally dispatching one the travelers as they were all fighters themselves. It really wasn't that bad at all.
So Clarice dragged along after the rest of the group. She was extremely tired she realized. The sun shone down on them and everything in her was telling Clairce to hide from it, to tuck away somewhere dark and sleep until night fell and she could be in her element again. That had been her regular practice before, sleep away the harsh sunlit day and venturing out at night to travel, well unless she was tracking something specific. As soon as we get to the town, she promised herself, I'll find someplace to stow away and get in a few hours of sleep before night fall.

Amelia suddenly turned red as a beet. She turned her head away, but accepted the hair clip, and carefully put it on while avoiding eye contact. When it was in her hair, she looked up and saw Savaria 'all up in her grill, yo'. "Aww," squealed Savaria. "Can I be the flower girl? Please?! I've always wanted to witness a land strider ceremony!" Amelia squealed in response, and spun in a circle and swung at Savaria and the Kong with an open palm, bright red with embarrassment.
She heard Flynn somewhere ahead, and fled over to where he was. "I found it!" said Flynn. Amelia came up beside him, saw the town ahead, and exclaimed, "I'LL MEET YOU GUYS THERE!" She flailed her arms about as she went, seemingly in a panic, kicking up dust along the way. When she arrived at the red dirt town, she flopped on the ground, face-first.

Approved, just make sure to watch the regening thing, make sure you dont accidently overpower it at anytime. Along with controling people at a later date.
Feel free to post whenever

Laeis' ears perked up to the abhorrent shouting of "I'LL MEET YOU GUYS THERE!"
   She decided it would be a good idea to find out who these new travelers were, with no intention of meeting them though. Laeis walked through the streets on fours to not draw attention to herself any more than a stray dog would in Azure she came to find a most interesting surprise.
   Leading the group was, as she saw it, a young man but... not. His head was commanded by large ears much like her own, and a tail that seemed to flow behind him, Laeis only had one thought then:

Koga followed along side the elf woman confused as he saw her face plant."a-are you okay mistress?" he asked. Right as he was about to lend out his hand for her he saw something that caught his attention. "Oh....my.." Koga said as his voice slowly grew. "I can't believe my eyes!!" he exclaimed with stars in his eyes. He hopped over to the a pink leaved bush covered in small berries. "These berries....are excellent for medicinal properties but at the same time-" Koga stopped just before touching them. "-they are extremely flammable...." He said as he gently started picking them and putting them in his sack. Koga continued to pick the berries slowly with precision as the elf maiden lay there on the floor. (Just a little hint on these berries: These are amberest berries which are not to be eaten in any way!!! They contain a poison potent enough to cause hysteria,sweating, and internal bleeding. But if not eaten the berry can be grounded with certain herbs to become grade A medicine.Also Koga isn't really planning to use these for medicine, but mostly for a weapon that will be made as this journey continues.)

Flynn jumped up from the floor and ran the short distance to the village, stopping only once he had made it to where the rest of his group had gone. For the first time Flynn got a real look at the new comer, his eyes bouncing around the stranger energetically. As if out of nowhere Flynn's blanks and open mouthed stare gave way to him falling back on to the rocky floor with a concerning thud. The fox like boy broke into laughter again as he pointed up at the man.
"Hes like a monkey!" Flynn gasped for breath as he stated the obviousness of the situation.
As his laughter died down he layed motionless on the stone, starring up blankly at the sky. He started to look over towards where the group had come from, checking to see if the other two were almost there, but his neck stopped short as he continued his broken attempt to lay motionless.
"I'm tired." He stated.

Clarice watched the mad dash Flynn, Amelia, and Koga made to the city gates preferring to keep to her leisurely pace with Savaria on her heels. She saw Flynn and Amelia lying on the floor with Koga picking berries not to far off.
"I'm tired." She heard Flynn say.
'Yeah well get in line,' she thought but instead of saying something she simply gave a whistle to Koga and waved her finger in a circle telling him to wrap it up. Clarice then walked over in between where the elf and fox lay and, gasping their collars, pulled them to their feet. "Come on you can sleep when you're dead," she said even though she was ready to join them for a nap. "We'll find a place to stay and you can sleep there." She let go I them and marched on through the main gate.
Clarice heard a rustling sound to her right and turned to look down the narrow alley way, letting a dagger slip into her hand at her side. She peered into the street but between her sunglasses and the shadows of the surrounding buildings she couldn't see much. She sniffed the air but the smells were only of the normal street animals that inhabited these areas, nothing out of the ordinary to suggest attack.
Savaria walked up behind her and placed her hand on Clarice shoulder. "One of the things I've learned is that if you are trying to avoid harming anyone it is generally best not to walk into somewhere with your weapons drawn." Clarice nodded and slipped the dagger back up into her sleeve. 'Don't be so jumpy,' she told herself. 'Not everything is out to kill you.' She heard another rattle in the alley way and immediately stepped into a defensive stance. 'Yeah just most things,' Clarice thought. She kept her senses focused on the alley only a moment longer before relaxing and turning her attention to the rest of the city.

Amelia was pulled up by the collar and plopped back onto her feet. Looking back up, she could see the orange tint in the sky as the sun sank into the west. "I guess we could look for lodging together, but are we going to keep traveling together?" she said while looking around for a place to sleep in for the night. "Actually, I don't think I have any acceptable currency on me..." she glanced around with a embarrassed expression. She checked her pockets and satchels, but they turned out empty besides basic provisions. "Yup." Amelia looked around to her group mates for some help.

Koga finishes up picking berries and securing them away safely. "Mistress I am going to sleep outside for today. I do believe I have had enough excitement for one day.Also I can track you guys down if you are worrying about that." Koga said as he started heading into a densely forested area. He checked every tree to make sure that no animals would get hurt in this process. Koga held his hands palm in palm in front of him (as if praying).His tail waved and then straightened abruptly. Koga spun swigging his tail from tree to tree and took out his bamboo staff in the process. He pressed the button to extend the staff and began stabbing pressure points located within the trees knocking them down one by one along with his tail. He cleared out a perfect 360 degree circle and made a campfire out of logs. "That should do it!" Koga said as he put his staff into his pouch. He stared into the fire and after a while an idea appeared into his head. Koga pulled out the berries and his staff. "I am about to make Kong history!!" He exclaimed.

Laeis watched as the fox-man's group assembled around in the outskirts. Its seemed, at best, that only one of them was looking about for trouble, to no avail, and another was rummaging through seemingly empty pockets. it was interesting to note that the group was majorly female, fox and monkey man excluded. After only moments of regrouping, the monkey-man dashed away towards the northern woods. Laeis approached the forest to investigate. On the way, she saw trees being felled quickly, as if a single stroke from that monkey could take down such a behemoth of nature.
   The moment she stepped into the woods a sense of dread consumed her, an imminent danger was the culprit. Laeis did not know what could be happening in there, thought only a dozen meters off, she thought: whatever might be going on there, disaster is nigh, but should I... Must I act?.. Yes, no one else really can. Gah! be brave and stand up the humans, show them you are different! With the greatest confidence she could muster, she let out a shrill shout "STOP NOW!"