A Darkhound is you! [9]

I smile. "Yeah, so the giants attacked them, but with there armor...."
I go on about the battle with the giants ending with the ship escaping.
"There, done with my work, I think we can save the rest of the story for later"

It seemed that they were correct about the source of the images earlier, that it was the comatose mage's memories leaking outwards.

Now he could be certain of reality, like the reality that he was about to do a surprise attack on these undead in a charge, making certain to not underestimate them now that they had eaten those rats.

I chuckle, "Should they choose that in the future, they should be careful while hunting, because of the Giants they may end-up sharing the tree or building with Lupine, and some pounce back." I look at Shade and see if any of the inquisitive kittens are trying to stalk her, which I'd think they'd have little success with.

"And your kind is lucky in that you can actually use magic yourselves, instead of having to ask to borrow someone else's," I smile, checking the wiki to confirm this resistance.

And they're met with a playful saunter and bat from my wagging tail as I depart for my own table.

'Atleast he's physically well, all things considered. Shame he makes himself so uncomfortible to be around; hope he finds a friend or three that get along with him.'

I set my work down as I look up to greet the server, bright eyed and bushy tail wagging happily, bidding her good-[Time?] and ordering a steak and soda.

Once I finish with the front, each half's inside will have a locking frame to hold a picture or other item, the hinge spring-loaded(hence the steel; magically tempered and tested until it's just right), while the back holds a little spring-loaded release for the catch - and of course a little loop for a string or chain to hold it.

It'll be a little tricky, but I have great tools and can keep trying until I get it perfect; I just have no idea how long it'll take( <- GM?? ).

OOC:
Oh, won't that be awkward; Red still has no clue he even exists with how that smoke fried her memory of last night.

Also, you missed Orion.

OOC:
Fate is a monumental hoe, I post a minite before he posts, so he wasn't aware of my post. Curse you fate!

OOC:
Don't feel bad; I've been there often enough myself.

You'd think a GM would know to look up in RPGs.

Im not entirely arsed about the miss, i'll just be squeezed in later with a different post later... and my time for sleep, is coming soon. :s

She chuckles, "I don't know when I'll go back to adventuring...Probably not for a while though." She says with a chuckles and thinks as she hands you a small stack of dirty bowls and a cleaning rag.
Before pulling out another bowl with some water.
"Go ahead I ain't got nothing else to do..."

Frost whimpers a bit and ear dips, "Awwwww.....Okay."
Havok chuckles a bit, "You make a good story-teller." he says as he finishes some cataloging.

As you approach you see two pull the iron top of the Sepulchure off and a few beginning to wring the rats dry onto something on the inside. A pulse of magical energy began to emit from the casket.

You see a few of them stalking her but the Mother cat seemed pretty adept at catching them before they could pounce and shoo them off to go play.
'I'm sorry they don't like being cooped up all day. We have a show tommorow though so they'll have plenty of time to play then.' She says in a friendly manner before ear-flicking as steam hisses from the kettle. Putting the mitt onto her tail she begins to pour the tea.
'I think I met one of your kind the other day...I smell her on you...A short female...'

OOC: Sorry.
IC:
Before: You notice him shrugging, "A mixed bag I assure you..." he says as you check the amulet and find that Lupine did have a resistance to magical contamination. It seemed there needed to be a lot to really affect a Lupine.

After: You see the battered figure turn to look at you for a second before ashamedly looking away in a thousand yard stare back into the fire.

The Server nods as she takes the order, "It'll be a few minutes." She says with a smile as she walks off.

OOC: You succedded in all of your craft rolls unless you want me to roll again? ;p

Yeah it's a bad habit.

I smile. "Yeah, I am... hmm, I wonder if your smithing, plus lots of magic could make one of those armors real." i say in a semi joking tone.

'Oh crap' He thought as he charged forwards with shield ready to knock aside the zombies and slash at others.

I raise an eyebrow, "You wouldn't happen to have gotten a name with that scent? If you can smell her on me then I don't doubt that I probably know her, but our group has a lot of females, some of them small." I graciously accept a cup and sip some of the tea.

I nod, quite aware of atleast one of the big drawbacks.

I quirk a brow, surprised by the look, but go on about my business.

I thank her, returning to my work, listening to the goings-on and ocasionally glancing up at some activity or other. Even with the ability to work metal like clay, it would take a little while to get it all perfect.

I still had to decide on the chain; maybe braided silver? Could let Copper decide, maybe make something herself so it was more personal...

OOC:
Ah. Wasn't sure how you were doing things.

I'll keep the spectaculatly good rolls, thanks.

He chuckles, "I don't think I can make one of those..." he says playfully.

Rolls: 14
You easily barrel through four of the twelve Zombies knocking them aside, two of them being burst open as bones cracked, while the others were already struggling to stand up. Though they seemed to ignore you and continue to wring blood into the iron casket.

She shakes her head, 'Sadly no...But she returned my Kitten after he got out of the cage, She had a scent that I don't smell on you though. I think she was on a date or something.' She says as she nods over to the kitten sitting behind your head and sniffing.
'One of the reasons I spoke with you....That and your Friend.' She says with a smile as she nods to Shade.
Pouring herself a bowl of tea she takes out a honey wand and drizzles some into the the bowl and gives it a spin before taking a lap.

OOC:
No worries and your welcome.

Before: He nods, "Trying to get your book finished can be hard....And making sure you have enough items and real estate...." he sighs and shakes his head. "Daunting...'

After: The Server smiles as she returns a little bit later with your meal and drink, "Here you are Miss." She says with a smile.
You suddenly smell a scent that seemed quite familiar...

"Real estate?" I query, "How does that tie into presenting yourself as useful enough to earn station in your afterlife?"

"I'm afraid I've only managed a passing familiarity with a mage's challange to date."

I thank her with a smile, eating while I work; trying to place the scent once it catches my nose, befor eventually looking up when I find myself at a loss - curious, but idly guessing it to be some stranger whose scent stuck with me for ome small reason or another.

Astris inhaled and let out a howl there in the situation, believing that they were trying to awaken one of the more powerful undead. Hopefully the priests would come help dispatch whatever was awakened once they heard it.

In the meantime he continued chopping and bashing undead with sword and shield, working his way towards the ones wringing blood into the casket.

I smile. "Well, I can think of a few ways to do it"
"Anyway, anyting else you need me to do?"

"When everyone gets back together I'll mention that you remembered her, then I might even find out who she is." I smile before adding a little more honey to my tea before drinking some more.

OOC:
...I think Luca's forgetting Red telling her about the circus.

I grin and start cleaning

"Before I begin, you've got to keep an open mind" The grin still present. I surpress the urge to chuckle. Once she nods or does something I move to tell my tale

"It begins with me chancing my luck at crossing the busiest road in the country, it was designated the M1, but everyone just called it a highway, stretched for hundreds of miles! Past the tall mountains far into the icey tundra in the north, and as far south as the burning deserts. And the highway was a good few hundred meters in width it was! But I got across it without being reduced to a thin red paste on the floor, haha lucky me" not as wide as that but still. "The eagles could be seen flying overhead, and weather was good, and after I had crossed the highway I had found myself by a lake. I Decided at the time it was a good idea to dip my entire head into the water and drink. oh hohoho big mistake, a sodding snake wraps itself around my neck! There I am choking on snake and running around like a headless chicken, I didn't hear or see my savior, she just killed it, don't know how." Shaking my head softly at the memory
"Oh the agony" I say in mock pain and anguish.

I continue cleaning.

"After I come to, I see this lovely girl sitting over me all sorts of worry plastered on her face. I ask just ask 'where am I?' she doesn't hear me or just is fretting too much, but after that we get to know each other and well... one thing led to another and we ended up together. Years infact. Decades." An ever warm glowing smile dons my face.

"Life was good, until word had sprung around where we lived that a murderer had struck. Were safe, I thought, if I see this murderer i'll put an end to him myself, I swore." Nodding.

After a few days, someone broke into our home and... and." I choke up for a moment "Killed our firstborn, in his sleep." A deep mournful sigh echo's from my throat "But he didn't stop there, he tried for me. missed and hit my uhhh... wife, I believe the easily translated term is. I didn't hesitate, without fear I struck out killing him. 'I'll hunt you forever in the afterlife bastard!' were my last words to him." looking thoughtful for a moment "I don't know how, but he managed to set the lower half of my home on fire without my knowing. And in his death throes he managed to mortally wound me," Tapping the scar just where the heart is supposed to be "It gets a bit fuzzy after that, but I remember walking down a winding road. And the last thing I remember saying was 'Save me' and me hearing 'yes our child' and then after ... I don't know how much time ... I wake up, muscles stiff. Here." Shrugging.



Looking confused and thoughtful, I look up and say "Can you help me?"

He nods, "You need a place for your lab, books and equipment...." He nods, "Typical of your kind." he says with a nod.

After: Looking up you see a rather large male walk over to you with a familiar gait....And a Collected Thought amulet as he sits down across from you. "Ah there you are. I was starting to worry."

The peculiar design of the halls muffled your howl drastically muffled
Rolls: 8
As you tear your way through the unconcerned dead as you see a slender hand grip the side as a figure hauls himself up and out. A rather ancient set of attire bedecking him in a manner that made him appear as if he were some sort of noble.
"Ah! At least! What a wonderful nap!" he says as one of the dead falls forward and cracks his head agaisnt the casket.
"Oh? A visitor already? How polite?" he says with a predatory smile.

He shakes his head, "All of which would require an absurd amount of money, magic and material."

She nods, 'I just wished to thank her.' she says as she takes a lap from her bowl, 'So I take it you've never met a 'talking' animal before?" she says with a smile.

OOC: Most of that she wouldn't believe and think your lying.
The problem is thats WAAAAAAY to tall a tale.

IC: She raises an eyebrow as she listens to most of it and sniffs the air before frowning and leaning over to pat your head. "You need to work on your tall tales lad....That story was riddled with mistakes and what not...Also it just doesn't sniff out right."

"Sentient, capable of speech and apparently possessing some kind of a personality, definitely higher grade than the zombies here. I don't suppose you're not focused on freeing that necromancer and chowing down on the city by any chance?" Astris asked without much hope while continuing to chop apart said zombies while they weren't fighting back, alert for a charge by the awakened undead.

i nod. "yeah, so, next thing for us to do?"

"Unless you count Lupine, Humans, Dwarves, Giants and the like as talking animals, you and your family are the first."

I quirk a brow, but shrug, "I just haven't had an opertunity to learn anything about it until very recently, and in that time it's rarely come up."

"Starting to worry?" I ask with quirked brow, "Sorry, do I know you?"

The figure gets out of the casket and gives a lackadaisical shrug, "Free him? Why would I ever wish to free that him? What with his incessant commands, orders and screeching. No I vastly prefer being free instead of some Necromancers puppet." he says as he leans back agaisnt the casket, arms on the inside. "Though he probably thought I was still loyal...Hence why he gave that final order to his horde of undead to free one of my kind....Glad to hear someone shut him up." He says reaching over to a struggling zombie, grabbing it by the face and squeezing. Causing the face to collapse like a squeezed grape.

He shrugs, "Thats it...I'm closing up in a few minutes."

She shakes her head, 'No I do not...' she says sending you telepathically. 'And yes we are a strange family...Out in the wild we'd have likely tried to eat each other.' She says as she gives a little noise that you realize to be a giggle.
'But their all dears and we rely on one another.'

Before: He nods, "Understandable."

After: The handsome male blinks a bit, "Yeeeeeesssss....We went out last night at the Festival? I'm Oak-Heart remember?" He lifts up his collected thought and gives it a shake. "Remember?" he says a little playful though still worries.