In Character RP

[FireMaiden]

Welcome, to Hanover Wake
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Welcome  to Hanover Wake, a large port city scattered with shops, inns, two competing Blacksmiths (who secretly love each other), taverns and much more. It's around the time of year when the seasons turn, the end of Autumn drawing ever so close, which as you should know, brings festivals! And today, in this particular city, the festival celebrating a bountiful year of fishing and other trade, was just kicking off its 2nd day. 


The shops and stalls lowered their prices to draw in more business. The bakeries, restaurants, and even the museum did the same. There wee people in weird, brightly colored costumes handing out sweets to childern and carts selling toys, food, and nd even weapons like daggers and small guns. 


The streets were busy with hundereds of people all crammed together on narrow coblestone paths, their pockets full. Which made today, despite the smell of sweat and other better left unmentioned smells from the nearby sewers, a good one. Well, for those with eyes and even quicker hands. With all the bustle of the people around them, most victims of a skilled pick pocket didn't notice that weird and brief weight where they kept their coin. 


A good day indeed. 


It is on this good day, in a tavern named "The Ogres Lair" a mercenary group had taken over. Well, not taken over so much as managed to pile themselves into a single place and the other patrons left out of fear and discomfort. All, save for a few folks who were now down a good bit of coins thanks to a certain young woman. 


A woman with Auburn hair, and slightly pointed ears was among the mercenaries known as Silver-Fang. Among their ranks, though rather low, this girl from the Isles of Gold was well respected for her skills with not only a lock pick, but with her daggers. Her name is- "Milley! Uh, Mark! No, Miley! Get yer ass over 'ere!" So much for my inner-monolouge. She thought, pulling her hand out of the pocket of the coin purse of a drunk guard, slipping a few silvers and a copper into her own coin pouch.


Miley walked over to the tall man that had called her, Rais. A muscular man who didn't like shirts, with long hair, and a nice beard. If it weren't for the fact she hated his guts, they might age along. "What?" She questioned, a harsh, unpolished edge to her voice. This earned her a glare from the leader of the Silver-Fang. "Stand watch outside, we got business." She rolled her eyes and scoffed, but did as she was asked. Well, told. Though she hated him, she knew he was a strong warrior. 


So, Miley stood outside, leaning on the wall with her arms crossed. She had to take a deep breath and remind herself. Today, is a good day.

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@SnugglyKnight @Safety Hammer @Kylesar1 @Valefar @MrNortherner

 

[VanRIPPED]

Oh how he was starving. Simple deer and elk could not satisfy him, he needed something more to sate his appetite. The crocodile followed his nose, his tail dragging on the ground as he walked. He could almost taste the flesh, the blood, the organs, the bones! He would have to kill some humans, he had to! His keen eyes watched all around him, his nose tracking prey. Of course he would be attacked on sight when he approached any human towns, but he could withstand any punishment the puny humans dealt out. 


He eventually came across a town, and as he had predicted, any guards on sight attacked him. He was known as a murderer, but he was much more! A guard swung a sword at him, he ducked and caught the man's head in his jaws. He heard and felt the satisfying crunch of his skull and the warm blood run down his throat. It made him even more hungry! He heard a gunshot and felt the mundane bullet glaze off his hide and he growled in irritation. He moved like a gust of wind, impaling the guard through his chest with his hand. He swept his tail and knocked another guard to the ground, in which he pounced and tore the poor soul's throat out with ease. He looked around, hmm, nobody has even cared to investigate the gunshot? Hmph, fine. 


He crouched down and tore off an arm and began to eat his well caught prey, bones and all. He could feel his hunger sate at each bite, each swallow. Humans, they still do not understand? Magnus is a name to be feared.

 

[VanRIPPED]

Lyla was being her happy self, it was a nice sunny day outside and there were all kinds of fluffy and happy animals out and about. Who needs seriousness when you could be out and enjoying yourself? She sat in some grass, feeding a squirrel who came up to her at the promise of food. A wolf spider was crawling through the grass, in which it crawled on her hand and she felt its legs. Now, she would have freaked out, but she wasnt scared of spiders. She was scared of snakes. She just giggled and lifted her hand up to look at the spider. "Hello there sir." She greeted the spider. "I hope you find enough food today, it'd be awfully sad if you didnt"


@Safety Hammer

 

[Valefar]

A giantess treaded throughout the port city, her stride obviously greater than those around her. The full two-hundred and eight centimeters she stood at surely wasn't a common site to those around her, but she could only tell that from the glances she was receiving. Citizens did their best to stick to the opposite side of the street, staying away from the woman. For that, she was grateful; she wouldn't have to manage any harder to keep herself chilly in the presence of their body heat.  


She had planned to be in and out of this town immediately, but she couldn't seem to find the item she was looking for, at least not one that suited her taste. It was just a dagger she was looking for. The last one she had snapped in half because she was testing knife-throwing out.. Needless to say, she wasn't that proficient at it. Passing by The Ogre's Lair, she mutely ridiculed the name, finding the people loitering outside to fit the title. One redhead caught her eye, however- seeing how she was the only one who didn't seem to belong to a place with that handle. 


Focused on other matters, she hadn't noticed someone in front of her, so when she felt pressure on her body for the slightest second, she turned her attention back to the road. The man she had bumped into had landed on his stomach, and as he was turning around, he spoke, "Watch where ya' goin', ya'-" As soon as he had caught a glimpse of the giantess, though, he stumbled on his words. The man leaped up to his feet, bowing as if to apologize, but this just confused the 6'10 woman, who had just titled her head in reply. Making a run for the hills, the man disappeared from sight, leaving a small commotion in his wake.


@FireMaiden

 

[Safety Hammer]

Lyla was being her happy self, it was a nice sunny day outside and there were all kinds of fluffy and happy animals out and about. Who needs seriousness when you could be out and enjoying yourself? She sat in some grass, feeding a squirrel who came up to her at the promise of food. A wolf spider was crawling the through the grass, in which it crawled on her hand and she felt its legs. Now, she would have freaked out, but she wasn't scared of spiders. She was scared of snakes. She just giggled and lifted her hand up to look at the spider. "Hello there sir." She greeted the spider. "I hope you find enough food today, it'd be awfully sad if you didn't"


@Safety Hammer

"Lyla! The coast's clear, bud!" MacTavish said from atop a large, ancient oak tree, before sliding town the base, splintering bark where his hands and boots gripped the trunk while he slid down. Jumping off at the last second, the burly and bearded man landed on his feet and disassembled the pipe rifle he was using as a sniper.


"Ready to divvy up the gold we got from that last job?" He asked, before taking a cigar out from his coat pocket and lighting it with a match that he struck on the bottom of his boot. He took a rather nice drag of the cigar, before puffing out a smoke ring.

 

[VanRIPPED]

"Lyla! The coast's clear, bud!" MacTavish said from atop a large, ancient oak tree, before sliding town the base, splintering bark where his hands and boots gripped the trunk while he slid down. Jumping off at the last second, the burly and bearded man landed on his feet and disassembled the pipe rifle he was using as a sniper.


"Ready to divvy up the gold we got from that last job?" He asked, before taking a cigar out from his coat pocket and lighting it with a match that he struck on the bottom of his boot. He took a rather nice drag of the cigar, before puffing out a smoke ring.

The squirrel ran away at Mac's return, and Lyla still had the spider in her hands. She kept moving her hands to let the spider crawl so it didnt go up her arm. "Hey MacMac! Look! Its Sir Leggy IV!" She said, showing him the spider. Mac was like a big brother to her. "He's so cute!" @Safety Hammer

 

[FireMaiden]

Mikey ran a hand through her hair, sighing. Out do the few people who had walked a little to close to her, she had picked some sliver, a lot of bronze pieces, and nd two gold. Her coin pouch was being to feel full. Of course it wouldn't later after Rais forced to her to hand up most of it. Mainly the gold and silver she had taken, and she was lost I  thought when she heard the man. Actually looking up, and saw the giant lady, and the man who was running from her and laughed. "Well, that's not soemthing you see everyday." @Valefar

 

[Valefar]

Not bothering to lift her eyes up to where the individual had escaped to, the giantess hunched down to grasp a stained sack off of the street. Tugging at the twine of the bag, she examined the interior, seeing a mountain of gold. She figured the man was a lucky gambler, seeing as to how he definitely couldn't have been anyone of importance and how he far too puny to be a thief. No matter the amount, the currency didn't interest her. It was more than enough, more of a privilege than a necessity. Niklaus closed the pouch, setting it where she had found it. Perhaps the man would come back, or maybe, someone unlike her would come across it and be able to feed themselves for the first time in awhile. At least, that's what she hoped; however, another thing came to mind, an experiment so it was called. She stepped away from the street, occupying herself with a hesitant merchant. Yet, her ears were perked, her attention not completely on the table in front of her. 


@FireMaiden

 

[VanRIPPED]

Magnus had finished his meal, and his appetite was leaving him alone for now. He licked the blood from his hide, licking it from his jaws as well. He turned and grabbed his tail and licked at the blood on it, thoroughly cleaning it. Now, what to do? Oh! He could find a nice place to bask in the sun. He wandered away from the town and blood-stained grass to find hopefully a big rock to lie on. He wandered for a while before coming upon what he wished, though instead of a rock he found just a bare dirt patch. He moved over to it and stretched out, warming his back in the sun and his eyes closing to take a small nap. A bird had decided to peck around the dirt, and he snapped his jaws around it and now he had feathers hanging out his maw. He sighed, after swallowing the bird, happily and content with himself. 

 

[Safety Hammer]

The squirrel ran away at Mac's return, and Lyla still had the spider in her hands. She kept moving her hands to let the spider crawl so it didnt go up her arm. "Hey MacMac! Look! Its Sir Leggy IV!" She said, showing him the spider. Mac was like a big brother to her. "He's so cute!" @Safety Hammer

"Uhh, sure. Jus' don't get it near me, 'kay?" Mac said looking at the spider with a face that had one part confusion, and two parts not wanting to go near it. "Alright, we got good news and bad news. Good news is, we got paid 1,000 gold for th' bounty, an' an extra 500 fer bringin' 'im back in one piece. Bad news is that there ain't anymore bounties fer us to get. So we gotta find somethin' fast."

 

[VanRIPPED]

@Safety Hammer


Lyla halfway payed attention, looking at the spider with a happy face before looking up. She did hear what he said, now she was going to think about it. "Hmm, I wanna go for a big guy!" She said finally. "And not just any stupid bandit, I wanna get something super dangerous! So dangerous our pay will be bigger than ever and our names will be known throughout the world!" She was excited. "We need someone really up there in the chain of command, someone who will do anything to get whatever it is off their back! I may be a little air-headed but I sure know where to get some new updates, and word is that something terrifying is making its rounds, killing a lot of guards and town goers alike. They say it's a huge crocodile with blood colored hide and a vicious maw with razor sharp teeth! They say its impossible to damage!" She explained. "I wanna kill it! Think about how much we'll get paid! And we'll be heroes!" She then blinked. "Or we can take a job about some spirit thing haunting a nearby graveyard and scaring the folks of nearby towns"

 

[FireMaiden]

Not bothering to lift her eyes up to where the individual had escaped to, the giantess hunched down to grasp a stained sack off of the street. Tugging at the twine of the bag, she examined the interior, seeing a mountain of gold. She figured the man was a lucky gambler, seeing as to how he definitely couldn't have been anyone of importance and how he far too puny to be a thief. No matter the amount, the currency didn't interest her. It was more than enough, more of a privilege than a necessity. Niklaus closed the pouch, setting it where she had found it. Perhaps the man would come back, or maybe, someone unlike her would come across it and be able to feed themselves for the first time in awhile. At least, that's what she hoped; however, another thing came to mind, an experiment so it was called. She stepped away from the street, occupying herself with a hesitant merchant. Yet, her ears were perked, her attention not completely on the table in front of her. 


@FireMaiden

Since she had nothing better to do, and she really didn't want to play another round of chess with Hazel since she got made that Miley won every time, the girl decided to approach the giant lady. "Greetings Salroka. You seem a bit lost."

 

[Valefar]

Her eyes darted towards the redhead approaching her, although her face remained in front of the objects the merchant was selling. This would be the perfect opportunity to analyze her, so that's exactly what the giantess did. Attractive was an obvious trait of the stranger, but it seemed as though her footsteps were hushed. Being able to put two and two together, she decided that the redhead wasn't someone she wanted to anger. 


"Hn," she muttered, acknowledging the greeting. The invisible wind swirling aroune the giantess got colder, trying to keep out the body heat radiating off of the stranger, and because of it, the merchant's teeth began chatting. 


At the mention of being lost, a long, tree-like limb reached up to her neck, her hand rubbing her nape in slight humiliation. She didn't want to seem like the weary traveler, but the title certainly suited her. "I may or may not be lost," she admitted. Niklaus's hands ran over the daggers, none of them catching her eye. "Trying to find something is a better way to put it."


@FireMaiden

 

[FireMaiden]

"So you are a bit lost," Miley chuckled, looking up at the much taller woman. "There's nothing much if much good with the weapon carts, the blacksmiths are much better, well from what I've seen. My beauties are from...well, where they're from doesn't really matter," Miley said. She examined some of the daggers and small guns on the cart. They were nice, but rather....uninteresting. @Valefar

 

[Prrrgadilly]

"Hanover Wake? I have got to start paying more attention when I start slinging portal keys around... Or not!" Garren chuckled as rose up steadily out of a swirling vortex of cyan, turquoise and aubergine energies that had appeared inside of a well. There was an easy smile on his face as his eyes shifted from icy blue to steel gray. He stepped carefully over the edge of the well and brushed some dust off of his clothes.


Spinning on his heel and taking off due west, Garren strode casually towards one of the courier service buildings. He did have an urgent message to hand over, but was in no rush. He was two days early after all; 1 day, 19 hours, 47 mins, and 37 secs, to be exact. Of course, he could have simply opened a portal inside the courier building, but then he wouldn't have a reason to stroll through the city, festival in full swing. Some time as he was walking, Garren decided that walking was too mundane, so he skipped merrily instead. It was definitely more appropriate.

 

[Safety Hammer]

@Safety Hammer


Lyla halfway payed attention, looking at the spider with a happy face before looking up. She did hear what he said, now she was going to think about it. "Hmm, I wanna go for a big guy!" She said finally. "And not just any stupid bandit, I wanna get something super dangerous! So dangerous our pay will be bigger than ever and our names will be known throughout the world!" She was excited. "We need someone really up there in the chain of command, someone who will do anything to get whatever it is off their back! I may be a little air-headed but I sure know where to get some new updates, and word is that something terrifying is making its rounds, killing a lot of guards and town goers alike. They say it's a huge crocodile with blood colored hide and a vicious maw with razor sharp teeth! They say its impossible to damage!" She explained. "I wanna kill it! Think about how much we'll get paid! And we'll be heroes!" She then blinked. "Or we can take a job about some spirit thing haunting a nearby graveyard and scaring the folks of nearby towns"

Mac sighed, and rubbed his forehead out of slight annoyance. It was always about the crocodile with her. He had tried to convince her that it was too dangerous, but it never really worked. She would just continue to go on about how they would be heroes, and how their names would be known throughout the world. All Mac really wanted was to have Lyla safe, and enough money to retire and live a good life. "How about we head over to the town and pick up some mercenaries that will help us take him down?" He asked, resuming with the smoking of his cigar, when he felt a rumbling in the woods. Like footsteps. Big ones. Coming for them.

 

[VanRIPPED]

Mac sighed, and rubbed his forehead out of slight annoyance. It was always about the crocodile with her. He had tried to convince her that it was too dangerous, but it never really worked. She would just continue to go on about how they would be heroes, and how their names would be known throughout the world. All Mac really wanted was to have Lyla safe, and enough money to retire and live a good life. "How about we head over to the town and pick up some mercenaries that will help us take him down?" He asked, resuming with the smoking of his cigar, when he felt a rumbling in the woods. Like footsteps. Big ones. Coming for them.

Lyla was stoked, he finally agreed to hunt that croc! She was about it bounce around like an excited bunny, then she felt the rumbling. "Whoa" She looked around, putting a hand on one of her shotguns. "Should we be scared?"

 

[Valefar]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“I said I may or may not be,” she muttered in reply. Although she’d technically already confessed to her ignorance, she didn’t want the abashing experience to be replicated. “Not ‘a bit.’”[/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]At the mention of the “beauties,” she spun around to overlook the ginger. With head lolled, Niklaus studied the woman, trying to unearth attributes that would aid her in determining the redhead's incentive. The weapons appeared to be in fine shape, causing the giantess to conclude they were under meticulous care. [/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Condottiere was the first occupation that came to mind, what with the equipment and demeanor. That was why she seemed to not have any issues conversing with the taller female, and as to [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]why [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]she was being spoken to, Klaus assumed it was due to the insufficient amount of occurrences outside of the festival, ones that actually entertain. However, beyond semblance, the giantess didn’t find herself fascination whatsoever. Perhaps that’s the reason behind why most didn’t stick around long.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Bowing to the mercenary’s height, she questioned, “Are you not intimidated?” [/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Before getting a response, her attention was directed elsewhere, a skipping man catching her eyes. Her head tipped to the side, trying to justify the movement. Her confusion was caused by her own lack of enthusiasm, but aside from that point, she returned to her original focus. The giantess pivoted on her heels, beginning to stroll away. However, she halted in her tracks, not even bothering to glance at the redhead. "Uh," she began, her voice hesitant, "Where is the blacksmith located?"[/SIZE]


@FireMaiden @Delacare

 

[FireMaiden]

Miley smirked, "Not at all. I hail from the Outer Isles, a tall woman is the least intemidating thing I could run into," She reaplied, putting her hands on her hips, her lips still pulled I to a smirk. "The Blacksmith, is next to an inn called Grovers Rest, which I near the center of town. It's kinda hard to miss." Miley gave the woman directions. "Tell him Red sent ya, should get ya a discount." @Valefar

 

[Safety Hammer]

Lyla was stoked, he finally agreed to hunt that croc! She was about it bounce around like an excited bunny, then she felt the rumbling. "Whoa" She looked around, putting a hand on one of her shotguns. "Should we be scared?"

Out of the trees came one of the most scary monsters he had ever seen. It was about 35 feet tall, and looked like a fucking nightmare. It let out a deafening screech that could be heard even in the city.

"Yep." Mac said, grabbing Lyla by the wrist and tugging her along while he slowly progressed into a run. "We can be scared now!"

 

[VanRIPPED]

Out of the trees came one of the most scary monsters he had ever seen. It was about 35 feet tall, and looked like a fucking nightmare. It let out a deafening screech that could be heard even in the city.

"Yep." Mac said, grabbing Lyla by the wrist and tugging her along while he slowly progressed into a run. "We can be scared now!"

Lyla's eyes widened as she saw the creature. Next thing she knew she was being dragged along by Mac, "Hey! What is it? Can we kill it?!" She asked. Dont take her wrong, she was scared of the thing, and she asked if they could kill it if it caught up to them and they had to fight. 


Magnus grunted as the loud screech woke him up from his nap. He growled in annoyance, lifting his head off the ground and sniffing the air. He was much too far away to actually smell the thing from where he was, which made his confused. How'd he hear it if it's not near him? His confused state turned into curious and he got off the ground. Maybe whatever it was would be a great challenge.

 

[FireMaiden]

Mikey heard the screech, so did her company. Of course em she was the only one interested. With a cocked eyebrow, she began weave through the crowd, of course use picking up a few prizes along the way. It's still amusing that nobody really noticed a pick pocket. 


The townspeople all perked up at the screech as well, but ignored it for the most part. Sounds like this we're somewhat common, especially comming from the forest. But Miley was thrilled, she was excited, this reminded her of her homeland, infested with monsters and creatures that would make anyone who weren't use to the piss themselves. 


Though, it would take a her a few minutes to actually find out what was making the sound. 

 

[Valefar]

"Than -" she paused, a shriek overwhelming her own voice. Her head flung to the direction of the commotion, her eyes lighting up with delight. With a roar like that, the creature, or whatever it was, had to be satisfactory in battle. Therefore, the blacksmith could wait. Niklaus didn't spare a second peek at the redhead, forcing citizens out of her path to sprint towards the region the being was at. Whatever it was, it was very  far away, and because she wasn't built on directly physical attributes, the giantess was running out of stamina. Her length legs took her far, to her luck; she was just a few miles away, the beast in her view. 


@FireMaiden @Safety Hammer @SnugglyKnight

 

[VanRIPPED]

Magnus was in a hurry, he roared in return to show there was someone challenging the screech. Though he wasnt sure if the beast heard him. He started running on all fours, and thanks to his muscular build he was able to move fast and he could keep his pace. He headed in the way he heard the roar, and once he was much closer he could smell more than one scent. His mouth started watering, humans! He roared once more, noticing an icy scent and another scent that smelled of (however you wish Miley to smell like to him)


"Hmm, non-humans. Not monsters. More gods?" He wondered to himself.

 

[Safety Hammer]

Lyla's eyes widened as she saw the creature. Next thing she knew she was being dragged along by Mac, "Hey! What is it? Can we kill it?!" She asked. Dont take her wrong, she was scared of the thing, and she asked if they could kill it if it caught up to them and they had to fight. 


Magnus grunted as the loud screech woke him up from his naayp. He growled in annoyance, lifting his head off the ground and sniffing the air. He was much too far away to actually smell the thing from where he was, which made his confused. How'd he hear it if it's not near him? His confused state turned into curious and he got off the ground. Maybe whatever it was would be a great challenge.

"JUST FUCKING RUN, LYLA!" Mac shouted in a panicked tone, frantically shoving rounds into his shotgun. "Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck...." 


The Mantis was approaching faster and faster, screeching in anger and annoyance as its snack was running away from it. Soon, it tired in the game these puny humans were playing, and hit them with a swipe of its leg, knocking them quite a distance.