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The Pun Tyrant
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GM Post
A shadow leaped between the trees at the base of one of the RIverfall mountains, periodically stopping and leaving only the ever so slight shaking of the tree and a couple of falling leaves mark her presence. Well, that and the large yawn she released after a few leaps. It was early. Way too early for her usual schedule, and her usual schedule wasn't anywhere near easy either. Strict training, diligent service to the tribe, this was the way of life of the Windhide tribe. Every morning they made young kits like her, nearly at dawn, get up and start praticing right after a quick meal, be it magic, combat, or discipline. While all the kits were having breakfast they had the chance to wave goodbye to the day scouts who switched with the night ones to keep watch of their borders, to stop any humans that happened to somehow stumble into the illusions and illusion-based barriers that hid their tribe. Today was no exception, save for one single regard. Today, Kiana herself was the one sitting up on that tree and soon to be jumping over to the next and the the next, looking for the humans. Honestly, no one had stumbled in years! Even if she agreed to it, wasn't it unreasonable to make her do this just because one of their scouts fell sick due to hunger? In fact, wasn't that a much bigger concern right now?
It wasn't that that one scout just so happened to skip breakfast or something. They were hungry for a long time. In fact, the whole village was starving. Decent food, especially of the kind one hunts, was hard to come by around the area nowadays. Hunters often came back for more provisions before they could so much as spot anything. The always empty borders shouldn't be a priority: The hungry should. Didn't the elders understand that? Kiana sighed as she lept a few trees over, knowing it was pointless any...
...way...
"-there a faster path or something?" The voice was clearly accompanied by the sound of multiple footsteps. At least two people. They weren't anyone Kiana knew. Were they humans? Did they come to attack the tribe?
"You want a faster path to somewhere whose location we don't know?" A second voice spoke. There was some spite in it, but with great calm as well. It was like a kit that barely memorized a chant and was trying to recite it while the other kits were whispering to each other. The owner of the voice sighed. "This is your annoying side. Can you not take our job seriously?"
"I AM taking it seriously, oh great prospector." The chuckle that followed the sentence certainly seemed to suggest otherwise "But we came here to exterminate it, didn't we? Or them. Doing it sooner rather than latter seems preferable."
"If there was such a shortcut, do you think higher-ranked adventurers like us would have been left to deal with it? Don't worry though, I'm sure we're heading in the right direction. There was an illusional barrier placed a little further back, and I can see a couple others ahead. The maps only show forest and mountain around here, so it or they must be the source of the barriers."
Finally, the two came into view. Marching ahead was a somewhat older human woman, probably middle-aged even she had a somewhat young face for it. She was "covered" in metal, well, more it was scattered randomly across her body around her belly, her neck, a pair of gauntlets and strangely enough, a headband aas well, though exceptfor the horn-like features it was mostly hidden amidst the woman's old hair. It would be understandable if she was hiding, but as it stood she was just casually strolling down their forest, so full of openings and weakness, the biggest of whcih was probably the pair of glasses wide and exposed on her face.
The second adventurer was dressed in a, if typical, similarly confusing manner. There was some kind of stretched leader covering almost all of his body, again not the best choice of protection. He was clearly expecting to fight, given the huge sword on his back, so why didn't he bring real armor? Surely he could do as much without worry. Bizzare. Well, at least he took care to cover his face with that white mask, and his belt seemed to be carrying some utilities, provisions perhaps. Despite his carefree attitude, that fighter sure seemed to be taking threats more seriously than the so-called prospector. What skills did one acquire with that class again? Ah, no matter- the important thing now was that they were coming closer and closer to the village by the moment. They might want to attack and destroy them. Should she attack them? Call for back-up?
Every moment was precious. Kiana would have to make a decision, and fast.
DreamBeat
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GM Post
A shadow leaped between the trees at the base of one of the RIverfall mountains, periodically stopping and leaving only the ever so slight shaking of the tree and a couple of falling leaves mark her presence. Well, that and the large yawn she released after a few leaps. It was early. Way too early for her usual schedule, and her usual schedule wasn't anywhere near easy either. Strict training, diligent service to the tribe, this was the way of life of the Windhide tribe. Every morning they made young kits like her, nearly at dawn, get up and start praticing right after a quick meal, be it magic, combat, or discipline. While all the kits were having breakfast they had the chance to wave goodbye to the day scouts who switched with the night ones to keep watch of their borders, to stop any humans that happened to somehow stumble into the illusions and illusion-based barriers that hid their tribe. Today was no exception, save for one single regard. Today, Kiana herself was the one sitting up on that tree and soon to be jumping over to the next and the the next, looking for the humans. Honestly, no one had stumbled in years! Even if she agreed to it, wasn't it unreasonable to make her do this just because one of their scouts fell sick due to hunger? In fact, wasn't that a much bigger concern right now?
It wasn't that that one scout just so happened to skip breakfast or something. They were hungry for a long time. In fact, the whole village was starving. Decent food, especially of the kind one hunts, was hard to come by around the area nowadays. Hunters often came back for more provisions before they could so much as spot anything. The always empty borders shouldn't be a priority: The hungry should. Didn't the elders understand that? Kiana sighed as she lept a few trees over, knowing it was pointless any...
...way...
"-there a faster path or something?" The voice was clearly accompanied by the sound of multiple footsteps. At least two people. They weren't anyone Kiana knew. Were they humans? Did they come to attack the tribe?
"You want a faster path to somewhere whose location we don't know?" A second voice spoke. There was some spite in it, but with great calm as well. It was like a kit that barely memorized a chant and was trying to recite it while the other kits were whispering to each other. The owner of the voice sighed. "This is your annoying side. Can you not take our job seriously?"
"I AM taking it seriously, oh great prospector." The chuckle that followed the sentence certainly seemed to suggest otherwise "But we came here to exterminate it, didn't we? Or them. Doing it sooner rather than latter seems preferable."
"If there was such a shortcut, do you think higher-ranked adventurers like us would have been left to deal with it? Don't worry though, I'm sure we're heading in the right direction. There was an illusional barrier placed a little further back, and I can see a couple others ahead. The maps only show forest and mountain around here, so it or they must be the source of the barriers."
Finally, the two came into view. Marching ahead was a somewhat older human woman, probably middle-aged even she had a somewhat young face for it. She was "covered" in metal, well, more it was scattered randomly across her body around her belly, her neck, a pair of gauntlets and strangely enough, a headband aas well, though exceptfor the horn-like features it was mostly hidden amidst the woman's old hair. It would be understandable if she was hiding, but as it stood she was just casually strolling down their forest, so full of openings and weakness, the biggest of whcih was probably the pair of glasses wide and exposed on her face.
The second adventurer was dressed in a, if typical, similarly confusing manner. There was some kind of stretched leader covering almost all of his body, again not the best choice of protection. He was clearly expecting to fight, given the huge sword on his back, so why didn't he bring real armor? Surely he could do as much without worry. Bizzare. Well, at least he took care to cover his face with that white mask, and his belt seemed to be carrying some utilities, provisions perhaps. Despite his carefree attitude, that fighter sure seemed to be taking threats more seriously than the so-called prospector. What skills did one acquire with that class again? Ah, no matter- the important thing now was that they were coming closer and closer to the village by the moment. They might want to attack and destroy them. Should she attack them? Call for back-up?
Every moment was precious. Kiana would have to make a decision, and fast.
DreamBeat
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