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PostSubject: An Upsurge of the Unexpected...   Thu Jun 12, 2014 6:35 am

Origins of the World
Gather round, weary travellers and hear the tale of a land called Khyssia. Aeons old and full of power, Khyssia is a land worth telling of. Long ago, before the first fires of man or elf, Khyssia was ignited. From nothing, sparked something. A vast sprawling plain of land surrounded on all sides by nothingness; still. In the center of nothingness, creation had been created. In the beginning, the land was small. Khyssia was ne'er more than a patch of rolling plains adrift in the void. Yet, Khyssia had more than just a physical identity. Most of what Khyssia was took a far more concentrated from. Nine great beings walked on Khyssia in the time before time, each a part of the world itself.

These nine Gods were the true identity of Khyssia, for each contained an equal part of the world's essence. In their youth, these deities were happy to frolic on Khyssia and experiment with the great sway they held over the land. They learned what they could accomplish and sought knowledge from each other, forming bonds and discovering the nature of their existence and their bond to the land. Each learned that by committing a part of themselves to the land, the land grew; it evolved and become more exuberant and diverse.

Farriga was the first to ascend, discontent with the void of nothingness' constant encroachment on their everlasting joy of existence. Farriga was a headstrong creature, a powerful mother figure among the first nine. She committed herself to protecting Khyssia and began to transfer her essence to its borders to protect it. Great swathes of ocean were born with each piece of herself that Farriga gave. Thus, the Encircling Ocean was formed, forever to protect Khyssia from the void. The other Deities knew that Farriga would soon give up all that remained of herself and nothing could keep her on Khyssia. Only at the depths of their search for something to save their beloved mother, did Solas and Dúv have the inspiration necessary. They concluded to build a new plane of existence, separate to Khyssia and enable Farriga to exist there after she had committed herself to Khyssia.

The brothers disagreed on its construction and set about creating it before each other. The result was two new planes, Neyav, created as a beacon of light by Solas, and Ifreann, a land of silence and shadow created by Dúv. Both believed their creation to be the best place for their mother. The others, however, believed Neyav was more suitable and this is where Farriga was sent as she passed from Khyssia. Dúv accepted the decision but, became isolated and distant from his siblings.

Now safer than ever, the deities began to really test their power. Trayig was the next to leave this plane of existence as he gave himself to the land. He had had a brilliant idea, but would not have been able to undertake the task himself. Naduir, his sweet sister, promised to experiment with his idea after his passing. Trayig's commitment to the land left behind vast tracks of sand and earth. From this divine land, Naduir moulded the first animal and breathed life into. Nature had been born.

The others immediately became interested in this new creation, this fascinating thing which reacted so vividly to their actions. All began shaping creatures from Trayig's precious remains, and Naduir birthed them all with life. Dúv was the only one who didn't create, he only destroyed. Dúv thought it was a disrespect, these creatures shouldn't walk the land created for them or the land created by them. No amount of coercion or testimony could convince the darkest god otherwise.

The others become aware that passing on to Neyav and observing life would be best. From there they could watch and learn, and be together, with all their former power. It was agreed that each of the seven who remained would create as many types of life as they could before they would pass on, by committing themselves to Khyssia. Dúv refused to create but received another request from the others instead. They asked their brother, as a way of reparation, to allow life that passed from Khyssia to move onto Ifreann. Dúv was delighted, this life would pass, and it would finally give his Ifreann a purpose and leave Khyssia free and pure.

Deceit is not something that is synonyms with deities but the others had lied to Dúv. They had not informed him that Naduir's passing would commit her gift to Khyssia itself and that life would now create life. Jungles, forests, tundra, mountains and volcanoes. Khyssia had doubled in size time and time again with each passing of the first nine. Only Dúv remained. He remained to oversee the fall of life. However, it was not long before the treachery of this siblings was discovered. Life was being created anew constantly, and Ifreann didn't house the passed dead, it housed those not deemed honourable enough to join his siblings in Neyav. Dúv was furious, he had been betrayed deeper than he thought imaginable and life was going to pay for it.

Rage... Chaos... Destruction...

They all rained down upon Khyssia and its inhabitants. Distraught, the others knew Dúv would render Khyssia a wasteland as long as it meant it was empty. Something had to be done, and it was, for the second time, Farriga, who saved Khyssia from ensuing demise. Farriga passed from Neyav into the void. It was not possible to construct another plain, and Farriga knew this. She left herself to the vast nothingness in order to allow her children to temporarily transit back to Khyssia. Without haste Dúv's siblings apprehended him and locked him away. They couldn't force him to commit himself to Khyssia and so they constructed a prison in Ifreann for him where he would dwell for all eternity. Built from a portion of all their essences, Dúv could never escape.

Content, the others returned to Neyav, leaving Khyssia for the last time...

The World as it Stands Now
The world is still in its early stages of development, and is thus shrouded in mystery. It's a beautiful – and sometimes dangerous – world where anything and everything is possible. Exploration is a valid way of life, as a large amount of the world is still Terra Incognita – land that's yet to be discovered by the world's inhabitants. Many species now inhabit the world, though there are a few races that have risen above the others.

Magic is very evident in the world, especially through those who have had the chance to legally practice the arts via guilds that have been set up throughout the land. While not uncommon, those who practice magic without the aid of the guild are usually frowned upon in fear that they are practising 'illegal magic' – such as manipulating the dead, dealing with demons, and as a consequence of the recent crusades against dragons, the draconic arts.

Dragons in this world have been known to pillage and plunder settlements all over the world, though that's not to say that there are some decent-minded ones amongst their ranks. As rare as it might be, there are some who live their reclusive lives far from the planes of man. The brutes of the bunch however, have set the standard for the race as a whole.. and have thus brought on the wrath of man. Most of the Fera remain neutral on the situation, and think that it is just a part of natural selection...

And who are the Fera, you ask? Well, allow me to enlighten you...

The Feran
So, the Feran  – a race of anthropomorphic animals, who have been granted favour by Naduir, the God of Life, and their original creator. They are peaceful beings who aspire to keep the balance of nature in check. They are open-minded, thoughtful, and creative. Ferans favour to settle down in the countrysides, mountain ranges and forests of the world, and are often quite reserved. Although not timid, they are a reclusive bunch, and often don't associate themselves with the other races.

They integrate with most societies well, and often seek relationships with those lucky enough. They are considered to be an exotic bunch with many secrets. Every Feran is born with the potential to use nature-related magic, such as manipulating the growth and movement of plants, controlling the weather (with a radius), and an affinity for earth magic; like hurling rocks and channelling healing energy through the planes.

However, only those who have spent time practising the Art of Nature are able to put their powers forward. It is a difficult process to master, and requires years of dedicated training – usually with the aid of an experienced teacher – to master. Using magic is acceptable within Feran society. In fact, most of their cities are supported by magic, and would crumble if it were to vanish.

It is uncommon for a Feran to worship the other Gods, but they certainly have appreciation for each one of them. They acknowledge their existence, and have been known to dabble in religious practice towards Naduir. Cults are a rarity, as they are often dealt with during the early stages of development. That's not to say that some don't exist, however...

The Cult of Scales is a well-known cult through their kingdom – a cult that aims to bring dragons to the forefront of leadership in the world. While they are not exactly frowned upon, they often meddle in the affairs of the smallfolk; striking their hearts with fears that a dragon might swoop down at any moment and wreak havoc on their beautiful landscapes. It is a commonly believed myth that the cult only has ranks of reptiles, who all believe that the dragons are the forefathers. This has yet to be proven...

Mankind

Mankind: a race with a vast amount of diversity and history behind them. Their appearances tend to vary depending where they're from. No two humans - not even monozygotic twins - are genetically identical. Genes and environment influence human biological variation from visible characteristics, to physiology, to disease susceptibility, to mental abilities.

The human body's ability to adapt to different environmental stresses is remarkable, allowing humans to acclimatize to a wide variety of temperatures, humidity, and altitudes. As a result, humans are a cosmopolitan species found in almost all regions of the world, including tropical rainforests, arid deserts, extremely cold arctic regions, and heavily polluted cities. Most other species are confined to a few geographical areas by their limited adaptability.

There is biological variation in the human species - with traits such as blood type, cranial features, eye colour, hair colour and type, height and build, and skin colour varying across the globe. Human body types vary substantially. The typical height of an adult human is between 4'7” to 6'3”, although this varies significantly depending, among other things, on sex and ethnic origin.

It is common to see half-human folk. They are usually of a human appearance, with the traits of their Feran parent showing upon their body somewhere. The ears of a dog, a tail perhaps... etc...

They are a powerful race who are always looking to expand and gain as much knowledge as possible. Mankind was responsible for the initialization of the Guild – an organisation that seeks to help those with magical inclinations control their powers. They consider those who use magic and are not a part of the Guild to be dangerous, fearing that they might turn on their own kind and use their powers for evil.

While they have no authority over the Ferans, and their use of magic, they have been known to try and subdue Ferans that use magic quite openly within their society. They also accept Feran members into the Guild, should a strong magical user wish to join human society in order to settle down.

The human race are relentless and very rarely give up. They worship all of the Gods, depending on the preference of the situation. For example, a human might pray to Naduir for aid if he is traversing a dark forest, or he might ask Dúv for aid before an upcoming battle. Communication with the Gods has been proven by both of the races: Feran and Mankind, though it is a very rare occurrence.

So, where do we begin?
You are relatively young individuals with only a little experience of the world behind your backs. Wherever you might be, and whatever you might be does not matter. Each of you has an extreme passion for wanderlust and knowledge, and you intend to act on it...

So, you've gathered your belongings and have signed on to join a group of vagabonds who are travelling in hopes to discover the rest of the world, and one day create a new settlement. There are many different types of people among them, including mercenaries, botanists, hunters, doctors... you name it. There are at least a fifty among your ranks.

Whether or not you stay with them the whole way is entirely up to you...

However, one thing is certain... the Gods, as clever as they are, have entwined your destiny with other folks, just like your passionate self. You feel drawn to them somehow, like you're attached to them via a piece of unbreakable string. Of course, you have your own purposes and goals, but... you're not about to achieve them alone. No... you're going to need help, and this is just the start you need. Thankfully, it seems like the Gods are looking down on you, and have granted you the favour of opportunity.

It's apt that your party of travellers has come to a halt at a shrine of Naduir, deep within the confines of an old forest. People are lining up to offer prayer, or lay plants upon the alter. And you're next...

Now all you need to do is make introductions... and all will be well.

… Won't it?

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PostSubject: Re: An Upsurge of the Unexpected...   Thu Jun 12, 2014 10:32 am

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Name: Vartas Darkly
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Race: Feran; Crow

Height: 5"8
Weight: 7 stone
Hair Style: Feathers
Hair Colour: White
Eye Colour: Red
Physical Description:
Physically, Darkly takes the form of an almost obsessively thin, white wingless crow. He is clearly young; surely no older than 23, though the combination of his formal, well spoken mannerisms, his intelligence (actual, and as perceived by himself and others) and the tired, grey rings (the drawbacks of many a night spent reading, and learning, instead of sleeping) under his eyes make it difficult to determine exactly how old he is. With the beautifully back-swept feathers on his head as white as those at his wrists, or ankles(where the feathers end, and his claws and talons respectively begin) and his garnet red eyes, he is truly an albino.
Usual Attire/Equipment:
In spite of, or more likely, because of, his less-than-intimidating physic, Darkly dresses rather confidently, purposely opting for colours antithetical to his own; instead of bathing in whites and reds, he hides behind blacks and browns. He is usually found in his woolen long-coat, black, his low top, wide brim top hat, black, and a plague doctor's mask, which is made of mahogany, and is an appropriate shade of wine-drenched brown. The beak sits comfortably around his own, and the interior is laden with lavender herbs. While his main clothing items are finished off with smart, pressed trousers, black, and a pair of loafers (with insoles, to keep his claws from the uncivil earth) he also carries a number of accessories, such as a timepiece, strapped to his coat by chain, a small crane hook, hidden in the pocket at his right breast, though held upon it with three separate chains, and a transparent chess piece - a king - in the pocket at his left breast. There are many more on this coat, if one were to look closer. Around his waist is his sword belt, with a rapier on one side, and two dirks, crisscrossed at the small of his back, which are hidden by his coat, usually.
Distinguishing Features: See: Albinism.

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Fitness: While reasonably fit, he tends to rely more on self-determination than anything else. In saying that, he certainly is no brute, and his muscle-mass is lacking.
Health Conditions: Relatively healthy, though he often suffers from colds and the like. Mental health sometimes questionable, though that might instead be down to his morals. Underweight, with a weakened immune system as a result of this.
Criminal Record?: He has never been caught, no.
Military Service?: None.
Educated? How Long?: Learned in letters, and many other areas of scholarly academia. Little formal education, barring reading and writing, and much of his knowledge is self-taught.
Languages Spoken: Common, Feran (avian dialects).
Disabilities?: He would say none.

Biography:
Personality:
Darkly believes in the maximal value of knowledge, and curiosities, and this is central to his intelligent, and (hopefully) cultured personality. A hobbyist in more than a few stereotypically high-brow fields (and interested also, strangely enough, in the morbid, and the borderline psychotic), the sheer range of his curiousity, whilst this allows him the knowledge of the most ridiculous of facts, and figures, he is a stranger to many... modern traditions. He would be puzzled, for example, by the phrase 'going commando'. He simply doesn't know those things. He tries to compensate this with two drastically different methods; the first is to attempt suavity, and witticism, though this naturally involves risk, and that is something Darkly usually dislikes, at least, as he sees it as something that holds little chance of contributing to his knowledge base. Much more preferential, is his second system: misanthropy. Sometimes, he will simply prefer to be antisocial, than to mingle and (potentially) make a fool of himself. Else-wise, he can often be very quiet at times, and can occasionally appear to be harsh in his communication, preferring bluntness, especially in business matters, and with those he doesn't consider friends... Or, sometimes, and oddly enough, with those he considers his closest friends.
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual.
Significant Others: None.
Current Living Quarters: Baggage trains, camps, and anywhere else along the road.

Hobbies and Interests: Many, far too many to list here in their entirety, but some of these would include reading of histories, especially of nobility, magic, and guilds, as well as reading in general. He also likes to find time to appreciate beauty... Though he often finds beauty in the strangest of places...
Life Ambitions: To have a goal, to be rid of it, and to be satisfied. He is far too aimless and hollow to shoot for anything more.
Current Occupation: Writer, traveler, oft-times gravedigger, assumed doctor and/or warden.

Skills and Talents (maximum of 3):
- Capable rapier wielder.
- Accomplished scholar; very well read
- A purported immunity to Silver Tongues

Land Owner?: No.
Valuable Possessions?: Many sentimental possessions, that are carried by his coat, though the only possessions that he owns that would have monetary value would be his rapier, and his clothes.


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PostSubject: Re: An Upsurge of the Unexpected...   Fri Jun 13, 2014 3:01 am

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Name: Zero
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Feran (Hyena)

Height: 6'1"
Hair Style: Unkempt
Hair Colour: Brown
Eye Colour: Gold

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Fitness: In good shape. Decent stamina.
Health Conditions: None.
Criminal Record: None
Military Service: Served the Guild for a number of years.
Educated: Yes, trained with the guild in the Arts of Healing and Support. Self-taught minstrel.
Languages Spoken: Common, Feran
Disabilities: None


Personality
Zero is a calm, confident and intelligent individual. His composure is rarely broken, and even when it is, he remains relatively level-headed. He is a mysterious individual, and likes to keep things to himself, though that's not to say that he's incapable of being forward and friendly with his thoughts. He is creative and quick-witted, and is almost never without a sly remark to make. When acting as a healer, he maintains a professional attitude, and is strictly confidential with any matters that are brought to him.

When you've cracked down the layers of his high-strung personality and egocentric tendencies, he can come across as being quite the jesting and friendly individual. He is not without a sense of humour - however dry or sarcastic it might be - and will usually express his amusement in a light-hearted fashion. It's also worthy of note that, while the occurrence is a very rare one, he might feel inclined to pass on compliments - or even flirtatious remarks - should he feel confident enough to do so. If he thinks he can get away with it, then he probably will...

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Current Living Quarters: Makeshift campsites, inns, lodges, etc...

Hobbies and Interests: Playing music, stargazing, plant and wildlife observation, biological research...
Life Ambitions: To become a prominent figure of society.
Current Occupation: Bard/Minstrel, Healer.

Skills and Talents
- Very capable user of healing and supportive magic; some nature manipulation too. Has profound medical and biological knowledge.
- Decent tracker and hunter; good instincts when fighting, but no professional.
- Capable of manipulation and bartering; a silver-tongue, in some scenarios.

Land Owner: Not yet. Inheritance from his parents could land him a small cottage, and a small patch of land just outside of the Feran capital.
Valuable Possessions: A great deal, but none that would be of any value to others.

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PostSubject: Re: An Upsurge of the Unexpected...   Fri Jun 13, 2014 9:46 am

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Name: Anuva Koulev
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Race: Half Feran - King Cobra

Height: 5'8" (w/ heels) 5'5" (w/out)
Hair Style: Long, in bun on one side with feathers
Hair Colour: Light brown with highlights of dark brown
Eye Colour: Emerald green
Physical Description: She has the form of a normal human being except for the scales which cover her body, from her eye area down her whole back, arms and legs which have the distinctive cobra pattern. Her eyes are sharp like a snakes with black markings around them and pointed pupils, also she has sharp poisonous fangs.
Usual Attire/Equipment: She sports simple but comfortable clothing. This includes a vest top which stops below her bust and a pair of shorts. She also sports gauntlets which reach below the elbow  with laced sleeves covering them which finish before the gauntlets. She spots a pair of over the knee socks and knee high boots. The boots are metal with a heel, with a leather top shoe which attaches to the shoe. She wears a pair of jeweled earrings.
Distinguishing Features: The scales across her body and their interesting pattern

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Fitness: In good shape, showing slight muscle.  High stamina, which is a requirement of hers that she maintains
Health Conditions: None known/visible
Criminal Record?: Unknown
Military Service?: Unknown
Educated? How Long?: Some average and decent education, enough to get by. Taught in the Art of Poison
Languages Spoken: Common Tounge and some Feran
Disabilities?: None

Biography:
Personality: She is rather confident and sly, mainly due to her cobra inheritance. Her confidence is always clear, always showing certainty towards others, always hiding her true intents around lies and schemes. She is mysterious in many ways, never giving too much away about her self and how she can get away with so much when misleading others. Though she hints that she has much secret knowledge you wouldn't want to know, or let others hear.She also tends to be quite flirtatious if required of her, mainly for her own needs when she needs something from someone, part of her decietful nature. However this flirtatious attitude may also lead her to develop true feelings, since she isn't used to being close to many people.

Also she can appear egotistical from time to time, where she becomes concieted and self-centered, usually though after being praised or finishing a tough challenge. However under this, she can be quite cold hearted towards people or open and friendly depending on the situation. Also is asked for help in her field of poison she is happy to help, happily showing off her skills in the field.
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Current Living Quarters: Usually inns, lodges and camps

Hobbies and Interests: Collecting and researching different poisons as well as creating new poisons, painting (mainly landscapesand other secret works), collecting interesting information
Life Ambitions: No set ambition since she has what she needs for now
Current Occupation: Poison expert, main job - ?
Skills and Talents:
- Expert in the use, creation and curing of poisons
- Trained in the use of many different weapons - not an expert though
- Very capable at getting information out of people

Land Owner?: No
Valuable Possessions?: None really, only her pair of earrings


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PostSubject: Re: An Upsurge of the Unexpected...   Fri Jun 13, 2014 11:37 pm

Information Your Characters Should Know About the Westlands...

The world of Khyssia is a vast one; a world both like and unlike our own. Its people, however, are not so advanced. Khyssia is a world of nature and worship, of kings; queens; rulers; and armies of swords and shields. Wood, stone, worked metals, fire and natural resources make up the technology available to the inhabitants of Khyssia. Villages and towns dot the land in between forests and mountains, and surging rivers. Every now and then, a castle or stronghold might rise and cast the shadow of its ruler over the region.

Zero, and the rest of the travellers, are currently in the Westlands: characterized by marshlands and swamps, the terrain is plague ridden and hostile to outsiders, but westlanders themselves have built a hardy immunity to the dangers of the swamplands over the years, and are thus less afflicted by diseases or sickness which would claim the lives of others. Because there is so little viable farmland throughout the Westlands, most people take to the seas to become fishermen, and thus naval expertise is not only common, but highly prestigious throughout the Westlands, and it isn't uncommon to see naval commanders awarded fiefs for their contributions.

With the swamplands acting as a natural deterrent against invasion by land, the majority of the westlander's military might lies in their navy, whose size rivals that of the other kingdoms, but whose experience is matched by none. Because of the westlander's sea-faring nature, it isn't uncommon to see mages aboard the ships using air and water magic, air magic to push wind into the sails, or water magic to calm the waves should the vessel find themselves amidst a storm. Because of the heritage of water and air mages aboard ships, the Westlands have a long standing history of producing some of the strongest air and water mages throughout the world.

The western wildlands, more so then perhaps any other of the nations, are notoriously dangerous to travellers. Abound with poisonous plant life, venomous wildlife, and a plethora of predators which stalk the swamps, it takes a certain type of individual to brave these lands. While westlanders who live closer to the coastal lands are more prone to take up the art of seafaring, those living more inland are faced with the adversities of the swampland on a daily basis, and because of this, there are few better suited to thrive in a hostile environment then a ranger born from the western marshlands.

Currently, King Calston the Clever sits on the throne, seated in the capital city of Spirefall. King Calston only recently rose to power, since only twenty years ago the throne belonged to King Garren of House Hightide. During the War of The Blight against the Necromancer Nezkul and his Lich Dragon Kelyxian, the majority of the western forces were deployed in the conflict against the necromancer. With the king absent from the throne, and the majority of the vassals loyal to him engaged in the war, Calston of House Rainmist and their conspirators staged a coup in Spirefall, which resulted in Lord Calston claiming the throne, citing ancient heritage as his claim to the royal throne.

Upon news of the coup, and the slaughtering of his daughters and only living son, King Garren withdrew his soldiers from the war against Nezkul and marched against the newly crowned King Calston. The armies of the two kings met in a narrow patch of dryland just east of Spirefall. King Calston came out victorious with the head of King Garren impaled on his great lance. In the years that followed, the dynasty of House Hightide was ruthlessly pursued until their name was survived by only a small number of members from a cadet branch, with the main branch of the family having been entirely exterminated. Today, House Hightide is only a shell of the former glory it used to be, reduced from it's holdings of the kingdom and multiple duchies across the Westlands, to only Baronies and lesser titles spread disparately throughout the west, under the service of Houses known to be loyal to House Rainmist.

While House Hightide rests on the verge of extermination, the thirst for revenge has never been stronger. Rumours are fluttering that the Hightides are preparing to reclaim the throne, with a flock of lesser houses loyal to the them preparing to return to the service of their former lieges. Loyalty runs deep among the Hightides and their former vassals, and provided the opportunity, could once again pose a dangerous threat. Recently, the surviving members have begun to disappear. Many suspect foul play by King Calston and his House, and accuse them of tyranny, but lack of evidence keeps their hands clean.

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The hyena adjusted his navy cloak as he waited in line to offer something to the altar. It was ragged, and well-worn; tattered at the edges, but not nearly enough for him to consider buying a new one any time soon. It was a keepsake; a gift from an old friend that was in a similar state when it was first handed to him. This cloak had seen more of the world than some of the most seasoned travellers in Khyssia. The fine golden lining of the cloak showed an embroidered depiction of a kingfisher perched upon a branch. The base blue fabric depicted the water as the avian sentinel kept a watchful eye for its prey.

All in all, its design was a fanciful one, and its initial expense must have emptied the pocket of its original owner, whoever that might have been. Zero had his suspicions that his old friend had thieved it from one of his old mentors. Ah, that brought back memories. The Guild, and all of the years the hyena had spent there training to be adept in the Art of Healing and Support, had honed him to be quite a masterful practitioner of the Art.

Zero stepped forward, getting a little closer to the altar with each person in front soon finishing their prayers. It was common knowledge that if you didn't pray, you didn't get to use any magic. It was a favour of the Gods, and only those lucky enough were granted the power to practice the Arts. The Guild, for most, was a favourable way for practitioners of the Arts to demonstrate their powers in a controlled environment. Those who joined the Guild were offered guidance, and a fair amount of freedom to experiment with their powers. Though, this had lead many people outside the experience of the Arts to believe that the Guild is a mysterious and dangerous group of practitioners who are far from the control of the King. Zero was positioned in the main citadel, the Spire, for the foremost of his training in the Arts. It was first created some thousand years ago, by a king and his council of mages. Its peak reached higher than the clouds, and has been said to have reached the Gods themselves. Zero knew that this was not true.

Standing in line still, the hyena took a brief moment to recollect his thoughts. Naduir, Goddess of Nature and Life, was soon to be thanked for his aid. His time in the guild came surging back, bringing a smile to his lips. He'd enjoyed practicing in the Arts of Healing and Support, and had completed his final exam without any hitches. Since then, he'd travelled the world as a minstrel and healer, seeking to aid the sick and poor as much as possible. But his time in the guild wasn't entirely great. Oh no, the hyena had endured through some rather difficult events... but it was all to the better of his forte.

The Guild
Because magic is such a volatile force, in the days when the Guild mages were feared and hunted, and as often as mages brought harm unto others, either by accident or ill intent; they also destroyed themselves with the magic they did not understand how to harness. The Guild was established in response to this, to make the lands safer by teaching young mages how to wield their magic, and how to hunt feral mages whom brought harm unto the innocent.

The Guild operates on its own agenda, contrary to popular belief. However, the Guild is guided by the Circle of Magi, or powerful mages who are in charge of its future, and all of its mages. It is tradition for each nation to select their most knowledgeable mage and send him or her to the Guild to become an Archmage of the circle, and at any time, the Circle of Magi has a single Archmage from each nation. Upon entering the Guild, mages abandon all previous loyalties during their time there. Mages under service of the Guild, but acting in the interest of any nation, is an act punishable by death.

It is also important to note that during their time in the Guild, mages abandon their surnames and the names of their Houses, should they come from one. Even the Archmages are not exempt from this rule, as they too have abandoned their surnames. Instead they are known simply as Archmages of the Circle.

Guardians
Once within the Guild young mages are taught not only how to harness their magic, but are also trained to use the sword. Mages who show exceptional skill at swordplay are given the opportunity to join the Wardens of Magi, or Guardians as their mage counterparts call them. If a mage that's skilled with a sword elects to become a Guardian, he or she undergoes arduous training for the next five years of his or her life.

During a Guardian's time in training, the mage may opt out during the first four years, and it isn't uncommon to see mages who opt out of the training during this period go on to become royal guards in service of the king. But during the fifth year, the mage has agreed to bind his life to the service of the Magi. On the first day of the fifth year, the mage undergoes a sacred ritual in which their ability to harness magic is taken from them. The bridge in their souls, the same bridge they use to draw magical energies from the nether is reversed. As a result, the mage loses his ability to wield magic, but as a result becomes immune to it.

During the fifth year the majority of potential candidates die, as once they undergo the ritual they are to accompany Veteran mages and guardians in a hunt for a feral mages. Sometimes the candidate gets lucky, and the feral mage they hunt is little more than a rogue pyromancer burning fields for joy. Yet other times the candidates aren't so lucky, and their first time in the field, they are pitted against far more dangerous mages which utterly overpower them.

One thing is certain though, by the end of their fifth year, their training is complete and they stand as Guardians. The new Guardians are then taught the Ritual of Sealing, a ritual which renders a target mage inert. The ritual literally leaves the target unable to harness magic, and sometimes, whether by inexperience or intent, the ritual also renders the target mage insane or mindless.

Guardians are then assigned to a veteran mage or sometimes two, whose duty it is to protect and accompany in the hunt of feral mages, or mages whom use their magic to harm innocents. These guardians played a huge part in the War of the Blight. Were it not for them, the world as it is now would have been destroyed a long time ago.

And as for practitioners of the Arts?
Mages are taught how to harness their magic in a way which will not destroy them, and the Guild teaches young mages in the many different areas of the Arts. Similar to the Guardians, mages undergo five years of training within the Guild. On their fourth year, the mages may choose to swear fealty to the Guild for a number of years in order to acquire experience in their respective fields of the Arts. Zero, in total, had spent eight years in the Guild, and had been offered a permanent position as one of the Spire's new Veteran Healers upon completion. He declined, and after his education had finished, he left the Guild to aspire for something more fanciful in the world.

By the time Zero had finished reminiscing about his time in the Guild, the person in front of him had finished offering his prayers to Naduir. The hyena smiled, bowed his head politely as the Feran stepped aside, and then took his place at the altar. It was decorated neatly with all of the offerings people had kindly blessed it with. There were roses, mayflowers, seeds, acorns, leaves, nettles, cups of lakewater... and lots more natural offerings that he failed to perceive. Zero knelt, and bowed his head once more, and offered his own prayer.

Walking through the ancient forest with just my aching thoughts
I came across my goddess who listened to all I’d brought
I told her of my troubled times and how I’d like to change
You said: listen to me my friend, for your thoughts are not so strange

You took me by the hand, which brought comfort to my soul
I unburdened all my anxieties which had recently took their toll
You said: now that you have told me of all that feels sore
You should not feel as troubled, as you carry them no more

For when you share a problem with a listening friendly ear
The problem is no longer whole, as it is halved you see, my dear
I drew strength from your wisdom, as I knew your words made sense
Life was no longer troublesome or such an arduous wrench

This experience which I received was an awakening that I needed
Others tried before me, with advice that went unheeded

My lady has a special gift that others never had
I wonder how you connect with those who thoughts are tainted bad
So I asked you how you comprehended such tangled thoughts I gave
And you said I'm a natural healer, and I care for those I save.

Thank you, dear lady, for your guidance has been needed
Ever since I tripped and fell that day; my sorrow spirit pleaded.


With his prayer all said and done, he pulled a silver brooch representing a kingfisher from his pocket and placed it upon the altar; returning the metal to the earth, and returning his thoughts of appreciation to the skies. Zero lifted himself, and made room for the next person to make their offering...

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PostSubject: Re: An Upsurge of the Unexpected...   Sat Jun 14, 2014 8:48 am

A half snake girl was also waiting in this line to offer a gift on the alter for the Goddess Naduir. In front of her was a hyena, and to her knowledge he was a healer, and a professional one at that, how useful indeed. Waiting in the line she watched him carefully with her sharp eyes, watching his each action and emotion. Doing this helped her analyse her target, making it easier for her to influence them and use them for her needs. While waiting she fiddled with a snowdrop the aparent gift she was giving to the Goddess. She wished the line would hurry, since she wanted to talk to her next target, she needed to gain him as an ally as surely he would know some useful information she needed. But also she wanted to leave her gift as soon as possible, otherwise... Well that was a secret.

Nearly there, only the Hyena left before she was next, close, so close. Even though she had to leave a gift for the Goddess, she didn't really understand the point. How did not praying stop your ability to use magic, also she didn't use much magic so it was pointless for there. Alas, she still did so since all were praying to her and she didn't want to be the odd one, she didn't want to seem suspicious. Once he had finished she stepped foreward and stood before the alter. She bowed to the alter, she noted all the offerings, seeing how he had given no physical object, probably something from the mind. It only seemed logical him being a doctor and such. (Though unknowing he did leave something) Kneeling before the shrine, again bowing and placing her offering before the alter, also delaying removing her spreaded hand, smiling to herself slightly. She then placed her hands together and prayed for the Goddess to 'bless her'.

Finishing she stood and brushed her knees, then walking away indifferent and letting the next person pray. Once away from there she looked around quickly to locate the hyena doctor. Spotting him was very easy, he stood out as clear as day since she was only looking for him. She quickly walked towards him and tapped his arm gently. Waiting she smiled and spoke to him with a slight flirtatious tone.

"Excuse me? You're the Healer around here, right? I, er... I'm a toxicologist, and I was wondering if you could spare some time to teach me a few things? I mean... if you've got the time, of course..." She looked up at him hopeful.
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PostSubject: Re: An Upsurge of the Unexpected...   Sat Jun 14, 2014 10:41 pm

Zero soon made it back to his camp. He took some time to light up his firepit in order to ward the cold of the early evening away, and settled down upon an old log he'd fetched from a nearby slump of deadwood. It cracked as he sat upon it, but it was sturdy enough to support his weight so that he might lean forward to warm the pads of his paws. The soft crackling of the fire was just as sombre as the gentle breeze; just a whisper in the wind. Though with it came the scent of another, who had quite obviously taken it through their own liberty to follow him back to his camp, which was far from the other traveller's temporary abodes. His canine nose twitched as the scent got closer, though he remained silent and still. It was a scent he recognised; perhaps one of the vagabonds had come to seek the aid of his Arts, or the forte of his knowledge. Either way, whoever it was, they were certainly no threat.

Soon enough, the half-snake was within the confines of his camp; tapping his arm to grab his attention. The hyena turned with a smile, the soft gold of his eyes beaming an aura of friendly compassion; an inviting look, with a grace of solemnity that portrayed his proficient and practiced nature. Whoever this hyena was mattered not to the eyes of strangers, for the aura that exuded from him was a warm and welcoming one; an aura to be expected of a Healer, no less. Surely his blessings had been granted once more, and the favour from goddess was almost visible in his very being.

Zero stood up and bowed his head sagaciously. "A toxicologist? Though I am experienced in dealing with poisons, and all the affairs that surround it, I'm afraid I'm no specialist on the subject." he began, pacing over to his satchel. He scooped it up and slipped it over his shoulder. "Though, perhaps I can enlighten you with what I know, and you can enlighten me on whether or not my advice has been of any use to you. So, please... take a seat." he offered, motioning towards the log he was sat upon. He pulled up another beside it and took a seat.

"I always have time for like-minded folk: pursuers of knowledge, practitioners of the Arts, seekers of intellectual advancement. Though, I am curious as to what inspired you down the specific root of toxicology. 'Tis befitting of a snake, of course..." he chuckled amiably, his tail wagging back and forth in a happy demeanor. "I am adept at curing poison, and if you were to supply me with a test of aptitude, I'm sure I'd be able to name the foremost of those presented to me, and the symptoms one might have to endure or perish through upon consumption or injection."

Zero reached into his bag and pulled out a small vial of yellow-tinted liquid. He reached out and offered the vial to her carefully, for her to examine. "But please, enlighten me. You say you are a toxicologist, no? Then... what might this be?" he asked, raising a brow. He knew the answer, of course. It was a test, and should she pass, he might consider dedicating more time to her cause. "I scored this vial back in the midlands..." he hinted, smiling once more. "Perhaps you can tell me what it is, where it came from, and what it might do to a person?"

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PostSubject: Re: An Upsurge of the Unexpected...   Mon Jun 16, 2014 2:08 am

The shrine rose up before them all, an old structure, covered in moss and vines, and a procession of the faithful lined up neatly before it, in a manner that reminded Darkly very much of mourners gathering before a coffin... Though perhaps he simply liked that image enough to force the connection, as the gods were certainly not dead. Not yet, at least. In any case, the good doctor - or warden, if the other thought themselves learned - was quite separate from the line, and had no intention of joining them. He simply loomed there, arms crossed, staring. While the look on his mask might have suggested disdain, it was really a dark form of curiousity that plagued him.

Prayer... Now that was not something that Vartas Darkly often resorted to. Were these people so eager to ask for help, so eager to admit weakness? The gods were real, yes, but the warden had no intention of requesting their favour in something as meager as avoiding a bump in the road. The only thing any of them needed to fear on this section of the journey was poison... And he was covered from head to talon, which was lucky, as bar the elderly and the children, he was given to understanding that he had one of the weaker immunities here...

But the crow did not wish to linger on that thought; he was beginning to notice one or two lingering looks, and so moved back into the campsite, and to his own firepit; he hardly wanted to cause a commotion, now, did he? There, he lit his own fire, and sat sternly before it, gazing into the flames. For a second, he was sure the glowing embers were dancing, but speech interrupted him. A male, and a female, but it did not matter... Though the sound of laughter - at least, when he wasn't in a sociable mood - always grated him, and so he clacked his beak. Softly so, but the frustration was apparent... Well, for him.

After a while, he sighed softly, and shook his head, before standing. Like a ghost, he approached, and soon he was looming darkly over the sitting pair. "Sulfur," the crow groaned, before clearing his throat. "An essential component of life, and thus, healing spells and their like. Particularly good for snake venom. Though you've mixed it in water, frustratingly so, yes... Are your supplies so low that you need water down your magic to preserve them?" He gave barely a nod to either of them, and seemed content with staring into the hyena's much more successful fire, those flames dancing for him, and him alone. The fire, reflected in the glass panes of his mask.
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PostSubject: Re: An Upsurge of the Unexpected...   Mon Jun 16, 2014 1:01 pm

Once the hyena had welcomed here she looked around the clearing, noting the moon which beamed down on them, giving them a silver glow as the fire from below cast its own light. Bowing slightly as he offered his seat she accepted, making sure to sit relatively close to the fire otherwise her body may shutdown from the cold night, but at the same time she sat close to him as well as to show she was happy he accepted and was open to conversation. "First, thank you for taking your time to help me... I hope we can help each other where possible... Since poisons are mysterious." Listening to his words carefully whilst also watching his movements. Smiling once he finished she began softly, her tounge flickering slightly. "I wouldn't be surprised if you could. You seemed like someone with an amazing knowledge, someone who could help me advance my knowledge and help me further in my field of expertise."

Leaning foreward as he offered the vial she took it and closely examined it. Looking at the yellow liquid using the light from the fire, as well as carefully taking out the stopper to sniff the liquid, since they all had induvidual or no smells. Ready to answer she was interrupted by someone new,someone she didn't see before. Placing the stopper back she turned to the looming figure. She hissed slightly, annoyed with him, he who dare interrupt her time with the hyena, and then continue to say that this was a 'cure' against snakes, like herself. What a fool, but of course he hadn't heard. This was a poison, not an element or cure. Smirking, she let out a slight laugh, though stopping quickly as she turned away, trying to calm herself. Once calmed she confidently turned back to him and smiled.

"Sir, I am sorry to say but your answer is wrong. There are many reasons that it is so, but I will only state a few as to not embarrass you. So before hand my deepest apologies, since I must answer this to acquire the help I need." She took a deep breath, slowly exhaling before she continued, as to make sure she didn't get angry with him due to his untimely interruption. "First this is not sulphur, because it isn't a poison, it is an element. Also sulpher is mainly a rock form which can't be dissolved in water, only boiled. Furthermore this poison is from the midlands, where there are no volcanoes, which is the main area where sulphur is found. Again I am sorry, but as a toxicologist I am sure of this."

Not waiting for his response or reaction she turned back to the hyena. "Sorry I rambled on! It's just everyone should know that, right?" I uh... I'll tell you my answer now okay..." Closing her eyes for a brief moment she composed her thoughts to create the answer desired. "This poison is Aconitum. And it seems to be quite a powerful species. It causes the body to shut down by disabling the nerves, and shutting down the brain. However it can only do this by touch to the skin, since by the time you realize you have you're dead. Very crafty, must have been had to collect so much of it..." staring at the poison she then remembered something she was told about this poison. "Oh! Also, I heard that one of the ways to cure it is drinking the poison, apparently the body reacts rebooting the heart and nerves, but only if you've been poisoned otherwise it won't work. So you can die from drinking it." She smiled, quite proud with herself, passing the vial back she looked towards the crow, smug. "Well it was an easy one after all that I knew the answer you wanted."
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PostSubject: Re: An Upsurge of the Unexpected...   Mon Jun 16, 2014 11:16 pm

"I'm afraid that's incorrect," he began, tossing a sagacious glance towards the newly arrived avian. His golden eyes then moved from feathers to scales, indicating that his words were to the both of them. . "While it was a decent estimation, on both of your accounts, this specimen is an account of saliva from that of a reptilian species I encountered in the midlands. It was a ponderous endeavour to claim it, though thankfully, I was motivated by the desire to covet the specimen to further the progress of biological understanding. Thus far, it has proven to be an interesting debacle. I've not yet been able to determine why, but the saliva from this beast has proven to be perilous if it enters the bloodstream. That, my friends, I can vouch for myself. It was a hazardous approach on my behalf, and were it not for the skill and practice of my Arts, I would have perished from the infected wound a long time ago." The hyena held the bottle up to the light of the moon, exposing its reddish hue. He smirked, still as interested as ever in what causes such an effect, and why. "I expect some form of pseudo-venom, but I can't be sure of it. Not yet, anyhow."

"Nevertheless, I don't envy the beast for it. I tracked it nigh-on a week with my wounds in place, if only to get a glimpse of its diet, its usual prey, and its abilities. I mean, I patched myself up, but at the time, I was no master of the Arts. It was a week of intense learning, I'm proud to admit." the hyena stated, nodding his head. He spread out his feet and paws to warm them against the flickering flames of the firepit. "Never had I been so cautious afterwards!" he jested, the light of the fire illuminating the fang scars upon his left leg. He found the whole ordeal to be quite an amusing one, despite his harsh encounter. "Live and let learn, hm?" he mused.

His eyes seem to trail up and over the avian; observing the way he had dressed, and calculating the strangeness of it. There was a certain uneasiness about spending too much time observing this fellow, for his aura seemed to be emanating an essence of morbidity. He estimated that this fellow, however learned he might be, may have dealt with sulphur in the past; a disturbing prospect to imagine, if used hazardously. After all, it was not common knowledge to know of such things without proper - and very specific - study. But no, it wasn't just that. Something else about this avian was off-putting, and the hyena had his suspicions that his attire betrayed his actual profession and intents. However, he couldn't be certain, and it was none of his business to intrude on such personal matters.

He cleared his throat and nodded towards the pair. "Ah, but I digress. Your estimations were as good as any, and you've certainly displayed some knowledge of toxins as far as I can tell. All I wish to exert is the knowledge in that venom and poison are not the only means of intoxicating a foe... and that's your first lesson, m'dear. There are a vast number of methodologies out there, and its our duty to discover them, so that we may better our understanding of the world." Zero stretched his arms overhead and looked towards the pair; yawning with a tired glimmer in his exotic eyes.

"I shall be at the shrine by early morrow offering my prayer, should you wish to further our conversation. Though, for now, I'm going to express my desire to rest for the night. Goodnight, miss...?" he prompted, holding out a paw politely. "And you, sir...?" he extended afterwards, prompting the avian too.

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PostSubject: Re: An Upsurge of the Unexpected...   Mon Jul 21, 2014 7:42 am

Time Skip - Next Morning

Zero awoke with a startle, sitting upright in his tent; nearly muffling himself against the fabric as he came face to face with the left side of his portable abode. His memory flashed to hazy images of dangerous flames, and unfamiliar outlines of hooded figures advancing through the fire; felling those who dared get in their way. He couldn't quite recall what had happened in his dreams, but he knew them well enough to take heed in their warnings. As a practitioner of the Arts, he had been imbued with all sorts of magical entities; and dreams, as one of the effects that had spun itself into his mystical powers, had all but been granted the ability of hazy foresight. While his dreams were never quite accurate in the way that he remembered them, he was most definitely certain that they displayed some form of accuracy; whether it be the recollection of events that had once passed, and still lingered in the mana-tapped atmosphere, or whether it was a warning for a possible event of the future; he was never able to determine.

The hyena wiped the sweat from his brow and took a moment to catch his breath, relieved that his sleep hadn't been disturbed by such a horrific event. For a moment, he feared that bandits had swooped down upon them, or warlocks - which had recently been on the rise - had sought to use their corpses for malicious intent. "Thank the goddess..." he mumbled to himself as he slipped outside of his tent; naked, barring his linen breeches. The healer had never been embarrassed about his body, and cared little for any potential voyeurs. After reaching for his belongings, he sorted them into a neat pile and lay them beside his tent; ready for his return. Zero grabbed his lute, and then strode off - in a rather sleepy manner - to the lake.

It was a lush place to visit; dragonflies hovering above the silver surface in groups of three or four; a variety of colours ranging from sky blue to lavender purple breaking the monotone of the water. The hyena approached the edge and took a seat, splashing his paws into the lake. An immediate sense of freshness slipped over them as the dirt he'd picked up on his recent endeavours washed away. He sighed to himself in a pleasured manner, and softly began to wave them about in the water. Zero took the time to rest his paws as he tuned his lute; doing so perfectly by ear within half-a-minute. He gave his strings a strum, and then plucked a melodic D-chord. It chimed, bringing a smile to his face. Soon enough, he was in a world of his own, singing a soft morning tune to himself; and whoever might have been around to listen. Dragonflies seemed to dance around his paws, and the birds seemed to tweet and twitter to his tone-perfect tune. And oh, how it was a delightful one; his voice a perfect match for the song he had chosen; an evident sign that he was no amateur in his musical endeavours.

"... the sagacious silver specters that set the world alight,
that bright conviction truly to be the test of human plight."


He finished with the chord he began with and chuckled quietly to himself; looking about to see if anybody's interest had been piqued enough to seek him out; as was the situation in most cases where his morning routine began with a loud and lovely song. However, it was a quiet one. It seems most of the group had not arisen from their sleep just yet, though it was no bother to the hyena. Zero smiled and looked down at his reflection peering back at him. He couldn't hep but silently admire himself; the handsome hyena he was, and all! And indeed he was just that; a handsome, young fellow with a talent for music and magic. Many advances of inquisitive and lustful folk had sought an audience with him, and yet he remained vigilant in his endeavours. That's not to say that he didn't have certain thoughts and desires, but he was quite adamant in regards to finding the right person for him. Being the poetic bard of the group, he couldn't help but muse on such fancies...

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PostSubject: Re: An Upsurge of the Unexpected...   Mon Jul 21, 2014 11:21 am

Early the next morning she woke with no effort, still fully clothed as she had no time or reason to change for the night. Leaning against the trunk of the tree she slept in high above from the ground, she noticed the sun had just begun to rise glowing reds and yellows. Quickly she looked away from the scenery and looked around from her high perch to check for danger, thankfully it was quiet and safe. Not located far from the Hyena's camp, she noticed he was still asleep as well as the other travelers so took advantage of this quite time. Gathering everything together from the branches she climbed down quickly, bag in hand and headed towards the nearby lake.

Reaching the lake she took much interest in its beauty, how the rising sun changed the colours of the water and its surroundings, creating a splendid sight for the eyes and body. Once done gazing she headed over to a large rock which would create a perfect shelter for her belongings, and stopping others from noticing her bathing here. Breathing in the fresh morning air she started removing her clothes, starting with her gauntlets and boots which took a while longer since each had two layers to remove, first the leather and fabric, then the metal gauntlets and boots which were hard to remove. From there she quickly removed the rest of her clothes, placing them in a tidy pile  leaving her in just her under garments. Grabbing her towel, she placed it next to the lake alongside her soap and clothes.
Dipping her feet in she found it first cold, but became accustomed to it as the sun blazed overhead, keeping her body temperature from falling. Relaxing in the water she let it remove any lose dirt as well as refresh her body and mind. Swimming around she found the experience reviving as her senses felt heightened and her energy restored. Lying on her back she let herself float, doing so the sun reflected off her body and the water creating a glittering light around her. Soon after she returned to her sheltered area, as by now others would start waking and soon visit the lake.

Washing quickly, the sound of music then filled her ears. Slightly startled by the sudden music she slowly left the lake, taking the towel listened to them. It was a soft melody, and the voice matched. Wondering who this person was she looked over the rock and noticed it was the hyena. Grabbing the towel she carefully watched him, wrapping the towel around herself she jumped the rock as he admired himself in the water's reflection. She moved silently, and the next think he would see would be her right next to him. While waiting for his attention she glared at him scornfully, having not forgotten what he said last night, making her seem quite a fool since she was confident in her answer only to be shot down by some different answer.

Staring at him she acted indifferently towards his current look since it didn't matter to her. Before speaking to him she breathed in and out, softening her face as well as the way she would speak to him. Calmly she began what she had to say.  "Good morning healer, it seems us meeting again has come around around again very quickly, how... wonderful." She plastered on her best fake smile and continued speaking. " Oh yes, also my name is Anuva, since I forgot to introduce myself last night." She glared at him slightly as she mentioned last night, angry at him. "Also, before we discuss other matters I would like to bring up last night's test. I, an expert in toxicology do believe that your answer was wrong, not mine like you claim. I have dealt with the creatures in the midlands and don't recall the one you claim the poison to come. So I know you're wrong, and it is in fact Acontium." She let out a heavy breath, having said that in one, but she was happy she got what she said out there. She looked proud of herself, knowing she was right and he was wrong, but then to keep up her act she acted shocked with herself. Looking slightly worried she added such worry to her voice. "Ah sorry! It's just I'm very passionate about toxicology, I didn't mean to insult, only correct".
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PostSubject: Re: An Upsurge of the Unexpected...   Wed Aug 06, 2014 12:18 am

“Oh, believe me... I know.” he began as a slight smirk edged across his lips, briefly showing off his small fangs. They were clean and seemingly well looked after. “I fear that the strange fellow that turned up, the one in the plague doctor's outfit that tried to answer your question, was being far too nosy; an unwelcome inquisitor, in my eyes. There we were, having quite a confidential discussion and making introductory statements, and then he turned up where he wasn't welcome. So I spouted some false information to be rid of him, and to provide us both with an excuse to make leave. And that outfit of his? He does not deserve the right to wear it. He was no doctor, that's for sure. Sulphur is dangerous and rather rare substance in this world, even as an avid reader, one would simply have been able to know that sulphur is poisonous without having a first-hand account of such information. I'm not quite sure what it is about him, but I'm going to keep my distance for the benefit of all.”

The hyena took a moment to place his lute against the side of the rock he was sitting upon, and then smiled as he stood to greet her more formally; holding out his hand in a friendly fashion. His smile was warm and welcoming, and his eyes seemed to glimmer with an aura of trust; something that anybody would expect to see in a healer's eyes. “Either way, it's a pleasure to meet you!” he beamed, his ears flicking gently above his head. “I was quite surprised when you spoke the correct answer last night. I was even going to offer you a place beside my fire for some food, but... ah well, I guess we'll always have time for that again, hm? I respect your admiration for toxicology, and you certainly seem to know what you're talking about. But, er... please, you can just call me Zero.”

He took a moment to look her over, somewhat surprised that she'd approached him with just a towel wrapped around her body. While he didn't mind in the slightest, as he was not embarrassed about such things – and, of course, him being almost entirely exposed himself – he understood that most people didn't feel the same way that he did. “I meant no disrespect last night, I assure you. I only meant to be rid of that strange fellow, and I didn't particularly feel like confronting him about his knowledge directly. You were correct, and I'm sorry if I caused you any disturbance. But, hey... I can make it up to you. Would you care to join me for a walk? We can have that conversation you were keen to bring up last night. About some of the questions you had in mind? And, of course, everything will be confidential; just between you and I.” he smiled again and nodded his head.

The hyena couldn't help but look her over again, and this time a slight blush seemed to form across his cheeks. “I... I can leave you be, for the time being, should you wish to bathe in the lake for a little longer? I'm sorry if my music disturbed you... I have to practice every morning; it's a way for me to focus my magic more precisely.”

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PostSubject: Re: An Upsurge of the Unexpected...   Thu Aug 07, 2014 7:07 am

She listened to him, looking him dead in the eyes as he admitted she was in fact correct. Smiling to herself she was glad of the words he was speaking since she had been upset about him saying her knowledge was wrong. "Ah, well I guess I can be surprising since not many would think one such as I would specialize in such a field. But I'm glad I answered correctly and that you believe me..." She tilted her head slightly, as he spoke of the odd crow showing a slight troubled look. "Yes, I also suspected him as well, not many know that much, or anything of sulphur so I was quite confused. Also to state that it is a type of poison, how strange. But anyway he's gone now and he isn't whats' important right now."

Once again Anuva looked him in the eyes for a moment, watching that friendly glimmer start to show and cause a warmth to spread across her body. She couldn't help but slightly smile back at him, but then quickly looked away. "Well, I suppose I've got some time to spare... and I guess I've got a few questions to ask regarding some potential cures..." The half-snake tugged the towel across her body a little tighter, and then rushed over to the large rock, grabbed her clothes and belongings. Jogging over she smiled in an apologetic manner, and scratched the back of her head sheepishly. "If you don't mind, could you spare me five more minutes? First I'll change okay..." She looked around slightly as she placed her items on the ground to change herself, making sure to keep her bag right next to her.

Without giving him a chance to leave, or her going behind a tree she removed her towel dropping it on the floor. Stretching for a moment she turned away from him and started putting he clothes back on. She looked back at him slightly and smiled slightly. She slipped on her clothes and turned back towards him and sat down as she went to put on her shoes and gauntlets. While managing to put them on Anuva looked up at him seriously. "Anyway about the cures, I thought it would be useful to know them since I only really know the toxins, what they come from, their compositions and what effects they have on people and so on." Finishing she brushed herself down and grabbed her bag. "Let's walk then... So we can discuss." She smiled happily using her fake smile as she started walking with him around the lake area. The sun was shining even more brightly as it glided in the sky and shimmered on the lake surface, creating a nice backdrop to their conversation.
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PostSubject: Re: An Upsurge of the Unexpected...   Thu Aug 07, 2014 8:14 am

Zero gathered his clothing and the rest of his belongings as he gave her some time to get changed; rummaging through his bag and sorting through piles of various items he'd brought with him. His eyes flickered, after a few minutes of sorting through his stuff, to the female; catching a quick glance of her exposed body. He smiled to himself, but didn't linger for too long, thinking it rude to simply stare at the girl. However, there was no doubt in his mind that she had quite the attractive figure, and despite not looking at her for too long out of common courtesy, he did feel as if she was inviting him to look at her. After all, she was certainly trying to be alluring in some sense.

After she had finished changing, he then realised that he was in the same position; only just remembering that he was not exactly decent either. The hyena had been sitting there in his boxers the whole time, rather exposed... and while he didn't mind that, he thought that she might have been uncomfortable with it. He shrugged apologetically and then started to dress himself, bending over slightly as he pulled up his bottoms; tail raised slightly, as if to offer the same amount of that alluring nature between them. He couldn't help but smirk slightly to himself. "Sorry," he began, looking at her as he adjusted his cloak with a soft smile. "Sometimes I forget that other people tend to get uncomfortable when, er... well, when there's a certain lack of clothing. I mean, I understand why, but... eh... it's just a body, right? There's nothing to be embarrassed about as far as I'm concerned..." he admitted, offering yet another of his lovely smiles; his fangs on show slightly again. "Eh, what're your opinions on the matter, Anuva?"

He then slipped the bag over his shoulders and motioned for her to walk beside him, tail swaying slightly behind his rear, ruffling in against the ragged fabric of his cloak. "So, you're interested in potential cures, right? Well, I've certainly dealt with quite a few cases of poisoning, and I've had the chance to experiment with a fair amount of cures too. I've even come up with some cures myself in the past, and they've been rather successful. I'll have to show you sometime soon, eh?" With that, he swooped under a low-hanging tree and waded his way through some damp grass, passing through a small clearing in the forest. Birds scattered about as he disturbed their morning peace. He stopped in the clearing, removed his long cloak, and the spread it across the grass for them to sit on. They'd been walking for quite some time now, it seemed, and they'd offered some idle chit-chat along the way.

Zero took a seat and invited her to sit beside him, removing the waterskin from his belt in order to offer her a swig of water after he'd taken one himself. "Ah," he chuckled recalling on some old memories of him as a pup. "It's been ever so long since I encountered a poisoned victim though, and they usually come from snake bites... er, no offense... that's just how it happens, I'm afraid." he smiled sheepishly and shrugged his shoulder, a slight blush forming across his cheeks again. "But, er... yeah, there hasn't been anything that I haven't been able to cure as of yet. Not to be egocentric or anything, but I must be one of those best healers going at the moment. Not many out there, unfortunately... so I have to travel about to do the best I can, y'know?"

The hyena then laid back a little, resting on his elbows as he peered up through the canopy. "Ahh, but I guess that's just the way I like to work. It means I get to explore, and meet new people, and it gives me an opportunity to further my abilities: healing-wise. Besides, I can't really complain too much about it. I get to explore beautiful forests like this, and meet lovely people like you!" he complimented with a friendly smile. He glanced her over a few times again, and then beamed yet another smile. "Can't complain at all, really."

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PostSubject: Re: An Upsurge of the Unexpected...   Mon Aug 11, 2014 10:21 am

She looked up at him, straight into his eyes as they started to walk for a second, uncontrollably smiling slightly as he smiled at her. Realising what she was doing she quickly looked away, hiding her smile from him. As they walked, him leading she pondered his question, it wasn't relevant to her and what she wanted to know, but it was best to give an opinion to keep the conversation going she guessed. She looked down at the ground as she spoke, watching the glass move under their feet as the dew drops disappeared. "Well... I don't really mind partial nudity, I mean look at what I'm wearing, I'm not exactly fully covered. So things like underwear and such are fine, they don't bother me..." She took a breather and then looked up at the sky to think some more. "However I'm not so keen on full nudity... It just feels like it should be kept indoors for your lover or something to see... So, you know..." At this she blushed slightly at the thought, though it was an act.

Looking up at him once again, she smiled sweetly as she listened to him, nodding as he spoke. This was good, she was glad she found Zero since other healers she found weren't that useful. But Zero had cured poisonings so he really was useful after all, so her efforts to make him like her had paid off. Brushing past the foliage she followed into the clearing and accepted his offer to sit next to him.Taking off her bag she sat close to him, almost leaning on him as she accepted the waterskin. "Yes, I am... I thought it would be useful to further my understandings of the properties of different toxins. Also how they may connect, which may be related to their cures." Beaming a smile she looked up at him. "So I'm really happy to know that you have created such successful cures! It makes my journey more enjoyable knowing I can advance with my work..." She trailed off as she brought the waterskin to her lips, she then paused for a moment before taking a sip. Watching him she indulged herself to a take some more water. She did so slowly, letting it pass down her slender throat noticeably. Finished she brought it from her lips and wiped off any left off droplets off her face with her sleeve. She passed it back to him as he then continued to talk.

Drawing slightly closer again she looked out into the trees as the birds starting to fly back onto their perches in the surrounding trees. She frowned slightly as he mentioned snake bites, she knew it was true since many don't really understand snakes, or don't realize they're there and it's too late. It is different though with other poisons since you can avoid poisonous plants and shrooms since they can't attack you. Although these were the facts, she couldn't help but show a little sadness since many also misunderstand her because of her heritage. "Yes... I understand, I know that's how it is... But still" She made her voice sound sad to match how she looked, to make it convincing even though it was true. "Even at those facts you stay around, and I'm glad... So for that I don't mind you boasting or whatever." She looked up at him and tried to smile through the sadness. "I think you should, it's an accomplishment you should be proud of, cause I think it's amazing.. So please show them to me sometime... So we can discuss them.."

Being close to him she felt the slight breeze he created and managed to completely smile as to not worry him, if he was. Listening intently again, she couldn't help it since something in his voice made her want to listen (Since he praised her before). His words made her feel warm inside her chest as a hot blush formed across her face. Ah, realizing this she tried to hide her face. No one had made he do that before, but then she didn't spend much time with others. Yeah that was it, as just hearing compliments, like she deserved made her feel strange since she didn't get many. "Th... Thank you Zero... I'm glad you feel that way about me... I mean everyone and this scenery..." She moved away from him slightly so he couldn't see her continued blush. She didn't want anyone to see her like that really.

Even after a time of silence her face wouldn't cool down, so continued to hide herself from him. Timidly she made her way towards her bag, aiming on continuing the cure talk and stopping herself from feeling this way. She shouldn't feel this way, this was meant to be professional... Reaching into her bag she took 3 thin vials out, which were filled with different quantities of different coloured liquids. "A... Anyway... Would you.. Like to look at these... These are the rarest I have on me..." She shuffled back over to him, the bright red blush reduced to a slight pink which wasn't that noticeable. "I thought it would be also good for you to look at some uncommon ones since I bet you mainly see such toxins from common animals and plants." Anuva smiled as she passed them over to him to examine. Hopefully he would be very interested in these. "So please take your time, I can tell you where they came from, and what if you also need to know."
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