A Darkhound is you! [9]

I smile a little more. "Yes it was, they found in in a ruin, the ship was built by an ancient race, and when they translated its name, they found out it was called the ass, and quickly changed it."

OOC:
I'll keep that in mind.

Tho for now I think it's slipped everyone's mind.

Heh.

"...Huh. So if I had enough of these, I could load them up, stick them inside of each other, and carry an arbitrarily huge amount of stuff around?" Kind of expensive, but neat, and it might be useful some time; certainly easier than carrying a bunch of magic bags if we ever had that much stuff.

After he's answered, I bid him farewell and leave, taking to the sky and returning to the Jolly Wolf, tail a wagging and intent on working on the locket for Copper as I enter.

I smile and shake my head, "Sorry if we woke you."

OOC: That would explain a few things...

IC: "Another story for another day, but for now..." I point to a chair "Park thy arse there and let me do your work, you look exhausted. Erhm, before you do that, could you show me what to do, or tell me what to do so I don't make a fool of myself" I sigh slightly.

And I wonder... why is she reacting so to the ex-wife comment? Could it be very uncommon here?

What have a I dropped myself into?

I chuckle as an image flashed across my mind of her fooling around with the child... those were happier times.

OOC: Might be for the best....
IC: The Monks pause and nod, "We are a very peaceful order dedicated towards the Final Rest...We abhor pain and treasure life...We do what we must to protect it..." The first monk says with a sigh.
The second nods in agreement.

She blinks, "How ancient?" She giggles a bit at the joke though, "Ass...Like a Donkey?"

OOC:
IC: He nods, "I've only tested it with one bag...I don't have the proper facilities to test what would happen if I placed another one on the inside...I need a bigger and more reinforced basement." he says with a sigh.

Flying up and eventually reaching the Jolly Wolf you walk in and relax, the atmosphere was calm though you see Little Spring boggling at a strange and rather short male Lupine.

The Cat shrugs her primary limbs and tail flicks. "It's not a problem..." She looks around and see's the place empty before getting up and wandering over towards the door, her long tail flicking out and wrapping around the latch and undoing it. The Door swinging open she turns to her cubs and gives a deep rumble, the kittens looking up or down depending on their location before climbing up onto the mothers back and hold on.
"I have a trailer over here." She says as she walks past a number of other animal cages.
Many of them undoing their own latches, some staring at you and others looking as if they were in silent communcation.

OOC: It's extremely rare for a pair to leave each other. And their not called Wives for that matter just as how the male isn't called the Husband. They refer to each other as Mates or Bond-Mates.
They have a very sexually permissive and open society. What with heat cycles females only come into season when it's their time of the year or if it's artificially stimulated the threat of an accidental pregnancy is nil.

IC: She boggles a bit, "Ummm....Well...Yeah I guess you can help...Right now I'm just cleaning glasses....I'm not letting you serve drinks....Already gotta girl to help with that."

Astris just kept waiting for them to finish so they could move along back to undead hunting since everything had been said.

I smile and shake my head for something like the fiftieth time that day as I follow, the scene making me think of those movies where the animals take over the zoo after nightfall. I take care to note what the trailer looks and smells like once we arrive.

I let her show me what to do to help out, after that I speak up "I'll tell you my story if you want." Pausing for a breath. "But, be aware that I come from... compared to this place, a very strange homeland. Where seeing Ice, snow and temperature cold enough to freeze your own unprotected fur off." That explains away my need for clothes.

My warm smile stays as I work throughout the remainder of the day.

Softly humming

After a few minutes they finish and nod, "Alright...Were finished..." The one fixing the crystal says and looks over. "Now what?"

Looking at the trailer you see it was large and spacious and connected to a number of other wagons. It resembled a train of wagons.
Looking left and right the female opens the door with her tail and hops in, leaving the door open for you.
The place smelled clean and smelling of kittens and fur. It was quite homey though and obviously well tended.
Everything was built to scale and easy access for a quadruped cat.
"Make yourself comfortable." She says as she lays down to let the kittens crawl off and begin to play.

OOC: Wolves can curl up into a ball (To protect their nose and ears) In weather thats -40 below in heavy snowfall...And simply uncurl and pop out of the snow in the morning.
Lupine can survive in such temperatures.

Anyway your not going to impress her much, she's a seasoned adventurer.

IC: She cocks an eyebrow, "I doubt that, I've traveled the north wastes for a season back when I was adventuring."

OOC:

That's going to make things interesting.

IC: I sit down on the floor, feeling awkward being the largest person in the room. "This is very nice, I guess things have been good for you."

"We regroup with your fellows to ensure everything's alright then continue sweeping and clearing undead." Astris said, he wanted to make certain the retreat wasn't cut off and ensure communication was well before proceeding to further eliminate the weakened and bloodless undead.

OOC: The owners of most taverns/Inns etc. always happen to be seasoned adventurers, retired or otherwise.
That fact is the same in DND. She's officially made of win.
If I make up a story about an extreme south continent would she be inclined to go?

OOC: I know.
IC: Shade smiles as she sits on a chair, for once actually happy at her size as you sit on the floor. The big cat nods as she opens a stove grate with her tail and throws a few logs on before placing a kettle on the top.
'How do you like your tea?' she says as she flicks her tail to a drawer and opens it up and proceeds to carefully pull out a number of large ceramic white bowels with flowers on then by the handle and fishes them out before placing them on a small table.

They blink and look at each other, "If the others are behind us we probably don't have to worry..." He says as you hear footsteps and the clattering of armor behind you.
Turning you see heavily armed and armored monks, shawls still over their head as they carried swords and large scythes.

OOC: She might, Lupine live for a few hundred years and she's still pretty young. *shrugs*
But you have no idea where you are or what the worlds like.
She might call you out on making up something that specific.

He blinked at the clattering which had been rather silent until they were within viewing range in the twisting catacomb, he wondered if there was some kind of dampening effect on sounds here since he had been listening for undead coming up behind them. "Right then, your fellows know you're safe and all, time to continue re-killing undead then." Astris said with a shrug and he began moving towards whatever path hadn't been taken, planning on continuing the purge of this place.

OOC:
Probably should have gone in the other direction, Orion. Say you're from somewhere really hot; it's cooler here than you're comfortible with, and as insulation works both ways, you've a perfectly good excuse to be used to wearing clothes, especially if you had a dark pelt.

Too late now, tho.

"Right. So no putting more than one inside, then."

"Tho depending on the hazards you could probably set up a test out on the plains or river bottom; just need a timed or remote release mechanism to drop the extra bags in from a safe distance. Assuming there aren't laws or regulations against that."

I quirk a brow, the tune he's humming sounding familiar as I wave to Little Spring if she looks in my direction, just passing through on my way upstairs.

If I'm not interrupted, I enter my and Chief's room and close the door, setting my bags down, unequipping most of my gear, and just stretching out on my bed for a moment, wondering if that second short lupine was from Earth, befor sitting up; I slip some scrap steel in one of my electrum boxes with my tools and the moon silver ingot, figuring I'll work over lunch. Maybe socialise if anyone's around and interested, instead of sequestering myself in my room.

Heading back down I try to find an unoccupied table off to the side, with a good view of the whole common room; maybe try that thing with my tail that I'd seen some of the female servers do if I passed any cute males.

Does it smell like Zypher's been brought here yet?

I smile. "Thousands of years old, from the time they could got othe human home world, and the name meant something, and had cool magic tech."
"So, this group found the ship, and began to copy its magic, allowing them to build flying machines that could travil faster then any airship, as nimble as any griffin, that could then land, and become massive suits of armor to fight the giants on there terms."
I smile as I tell the story, and I take a quick glace at havok.

"So, it took them 10 years to rebuild the ship, and its massive main gun."

"Oh, Strong with some honey or sugar actually." I watch as she goes around using her tail as others use their hands.

I sigh frustrated and nod. Still not giving up though, I stand up and look over to Blue with a look of a male who looks like he's trying to find a way out.

I smile "Oh yes." and pet him to calm him down. Let him know not to be afraid.

Walking out of the area you pass by a few Monks turning on the path straight ahead of you.
To your left though seemed a new direction know one had used yet.

OOC: Far to late now. :3
IC: He shrugs, "They're are some laws about it...We can't do it in the river because it could lead to magical contamination and mutation." he says with a shrug. "It takes weeks or months for all the magic to disperse when it's in water....Because water serves as a kind of....Well sponge for whatever reason...." he says with a nod.

Your thankfully not interrupted when you get home and get all of your things together and head down.
You see a lot of cute males talking and chatting and the bustling of servers.
The only oddness was the fact that the new male you had smelled come in smelled...New...Only a few scents stuck to him but overall those were recent.

OOC: Zyphers the male from the previous night right?
Or is he the one you dated?

Her eyes widen and ears flick a bit, "Wow...."
Havok gives you inquisitive looks as he listens as well chuckling.

C1: Blue already seemed as if she had a plan to get out, a paw wrapped around tightly to her amulet as you felt the magic inside flare as if she were poking at it idly.

C2: Winter woofs a bit and as you see his ears waggle happily as he relaxed a bit and looked up towards the big female and croons. "Hewwo...Wazz your name?" The pup burbles as the big female smiles, "Snow-Runner." She says with a smile.

The cat nods and uses her tail and fits it into something like an oven mitt and opens up the top of the kettle to place the bags in. Going back to the teacups she gets a small pot of honey out.
'I have plenty of honey.' She says with a smile that seemed nearly predatory if it weren't so friendly.
You feel the kittens pouncing each other before you feel/hear something sniff at your ear behind you.

Astris headed down the left path, intent on doing his part to clear out these hostiles and ensure that this place was safe. After all, his pack had rather an investment in the welfare of the city.

I smile. "yeah, they had to hide there efforts to rebuild the ship, but then one day a giant airship was passing nearby, and the ship automatically blow it out of the sky."

"Huh. Current that slow? Or is it something else? I was thinking the water'd soak up the magic and the river'd carry it down stream, out into the ocean where it'd disperse to safely low concentrations," I ponder, kinda curious, "I'd have thought it better than contaminating land, which'd just kinda sit there being a persistant hazard for a while; seems counterintuitive. Unless they just don't care about contaminating a bit of land so long as it's out in the plains where it won't bother anyone?"

"...huh. I suppose I'm obviously new to all this," I muse with a smile.

And do the aformentioned tail thing if I pass by any of those tables while finding my own. :3

That is kinda curious, I muse, and wonder if anyone else has noticed similar with our other newbies - although it didn't mean he was one of us - as I'd discovered, there were ways to hide your scent even from a lupine nose, and there were probably other ways to purge past scents.

Anywho, seating myself, I open the box and slip on the mithra gloves, seperating a bit of the moon silver and calling up the recorded images of the locket Copper wanted and getting to work on the face, the scrap steel reserved for springs; I had a neat idea, but that mechanism would mostly rest in the back half, and the artwork on the front was the hardest, and most important part, so I tackle that first, one ear open for a server or other attention should someone decide to stop by(as well as a little polite eaves dropping ).

What time is it?

OOC:
The former; the one she saved in the alley - Red dated White Cloud, or maybe you were thinking of the local Loremaster, Oak-Brand.

She's curious to know if he's been brought here yet and maybe catch a whif of his current health, but doesn't actually want to risk getting involved again.

OOC: I feel sorry for you Chief, the new forum software is giving one of his sig owls a smilely.
IC: I have no doubt that the smile truly is predatory, "Your children really like to climb, don't they?"
I smile even as I flick my ear back, probably hitting the inquisitive nose on reflex and then turn my head to look at the curious one in the eye.

"Im impressed, madam, truly impressed," I say crossing my arms, nodding and smiling "Perhaps you could take me exploring one day" I say looking into nothing in particular

"I'll tell you what miss, for a free drink of water, i'll tell you my story" I give a chuckle, she wont give me the free drink but its there to break the ice, that and im slightly parched after my extra-dimensional shift from Earth to this wonderous place.

I wonder... oh I wonder mindfully without purpose in my mind. lots of time to think.

Walking through the area you fail to see any more ghosts or specters...Though you do hear some moaning adter a few minutes of walking, turning the corner you see a handful of undead clutching at the bodies of large rats down the hall towards an iron sepluchre.

She blinks a bit and woofs, "Wow." She barks quietly.

Before: He nods, "The contamination of land is also possible...It's just easier with water and can be dangerous considering someone can wind up drinking it....Of course magic can get locked into earth a lot easier so it lasts longer unless you go through the very lengthy period of time in trying to clean everything...Your kind is lucky they have a Resistance to it...You and Dwarves...." He says with a sigh.

After: As you walk by you feel someone stroke and cup your cheek with a chuckle and another one give your ass a gentle pinch. Such offers from a non-server being rare.
As you get to work you smell Zephyr over by the fireplace, looking up you see he was gently placed on a number of pillows and blankets. Smelling more then a little depressed.
Rolls: 19,16,20,20
At least the locket was coming out amazing.
You see a server coming by.


OOC: Thanks for the name. :3
And yeah Oak's going to show up soon.

OOC: Yeah he needs to get that fixed.
IC: You hear a squeak as the kitten stumbles back. Turning around you see a large kitten staring at you with big green eyes.
The mother nods, 'Of course. My kind are consummate climbers.' You see the cats very thick puma like tail flick over and pick up one of the kittens as it tried to sneak up and pounce on you.
'And Hunters...' She looks down at the kitten, 'No sweety, guests.'The kitten looks up towards the mother cat and mewls.