Thursday, January 5, 2017

[AG1, 3] Auriel Self-RPs: Mother Knows Best

Featuring: Auriel, Kami, Muiri, Zankuo



[2:56 AM] Karin: =loner rp go=
[3:03 AM] Karin: After the last dragon fell, Auriel felt a surge of.... roundabout happiness. Getting caught like that was far far below her, but following Luna's directions for once led to that. "Suppose I should stop with that." Her first priorities as they left the hellish prison was to find out where her mount had gone. As she entered the stable, she realised something. All the mounts of the group, ready to be sold. Lined up with different prices. There must have been a sale here before they brought the place down. Yet..... Kuro was nowhere to be found. Only one logical conclusion came to her mind. He was already gone. He was originally the horse of a noble, so perhaps they found his heritage interesting. Yet, whoever who bought him probably wouldn't be too happy. The sly kitsune's grin widened again, as she recalled the last thing she did before they were seized. A small claw mark on its left side. Nobody would have paid much attention to such a small wound. What they didn't know was the crippling poison the wound contained would probably have emerged in a couple weeks time.... if they were there that long. She didn't know anything about that. Then again, something else came to her mind. "Luna."
[3:04 AM] Karin: The queen had been gone. Perhaps someone else finished her job for her? Was she also captured? Her lack of knowledge was infuriating.
[3:08 AM] Karin: Her mind turned to a memory from her youth. Still a small cub in the tribe, she watched as Kami locked her grip around the neck of a struggling prisoner. One of their own. "Hangyaku, Koryu. Their kind will always be among us. Those who fail will all meet their end. Burn this within your head, and remember it whenever doubt crosses your mind." The blue flames that danced across her slim katana illuminated the fearful man's face. Kitsune of the Shinimasu tribe feared nothing but their own. A blade in the shadows' biggest enemy will always be those who lurk in the shadows with them. And Kami was the queen of assassins. She had avoided murderers and killers, poison and rebellions wherever they surfaced. Nobody had managed to dethrone her. Her legacy would be a lasting one.
[3:13 AM] Karin: And yet, the implications of the scene was what she feared. She would never reveal it. Ever. She feared nothing but the wrath of her own mother. Her complacence had been allowed due to a whim, but she couldn't expect them to pop up again. Her grin faltered as she searched another couple cells.
[3:13 AM] Karin: "Nothing...."
[3:14 AM] Karin: =end super short scene=

[3:01 PM] Karin: =2 days after the earlier scene=
[3:11 PM] Karin: With the siege at hand, Auriel's rampant boredom and lack of interest had caught up to her mind, big time. Her cheerful disposition was completely gone, replaced with an aggressive apathy to what happened around her, leaving her in a bad case of RBF. Contacting her branches was hard too, as the chaos had left no apt people to aid in the task. Yet she had managed to get contact with the one Khlinese subordinate she had, and was waiting for him outside of the shattered remnants of the prison. "Its about time.... Is it a tradition for our family to be this inattentive? I can clearly see why mother is tired of it." Yet the sounds of a running man quickly met her ears, and she was as thus not too startled when a hooded figure rounded the corner, his ears quickly appearing as the illusion around them dissolved. "Senpai! I was looking for you! First time in the area? Its not a very popular tourist location, I'll admit. A Kukorou such as yourself probably wouldn't know about it"
[3:22 PM] Karin: She lazily turned to the man, one of her lavender eyes looking at him with a piercing gaze. "The main branch is well aware of the prison complex. It does not bode well for you to insult them." He shrugged, pulling out a small box. "I got your supplies. Here, take this!" Auriel took a look inside, and a smile appeared at her lips. A yukata-like garb, fashioned after her mother. Similar to what her other relatives wore, now that Luna was gone and she wasn't forced to wear a uniform..... although said uniform was pretty comfy, she did prefer the looseness and general lighter feeling of her old day-to-day clothes. As she picked the cloth out of the box, she realised that there was more to the package. A new stone, slotted with a power unbeknownst to her... "This? This is the Khlin-branch mist fragment.... and it's super important... and yes, I forgot to mention!" He straightened out his back, pridefully showing the Shinimasu branch badge inside his cloak. "My new title is Ojishi. I'll take a higher position and my money as a reward for stealing the goods. Fix that, Koryu, and we will get along juuuuust fiiiiiine."
[3:30 PM] Karin: Auriel gave him a dissaproving look, clearly not overly fond of his demanding ways. "Tell me, Ojishi. Have you forgotten our teachings?" He shook is head, a smug grin on his face. "Hah. If I could, I would. Living the freewheeler life is great! Khlin was never an interest for Kami, and it paid off! The people are slaughtering themselves, I don't have to do anything." Her answer came quickly, stabbing at him like a knife. "Kagete umare omoe wa, suzete saishutenere kagete ni mohoridawasu. Those born of darkness will one day be claimed by it as well. You don't seem ready for it."
[3:33 PM] Karin: As she remarked back at him, he had a short laugh, still taking diplomacy as seriously as her old jolly self did. "I am more prepared than anyone will ever be!" As a response, Auriel quickly transformed, and lunged at him. To her suprise, he drew a sickle, and absorbed the bite with the handle, spinning it quickly to avoid her poisoned claws. She backed off, as he made a mocking gesture while spinning the sickle around his finger. "Hmph. I will take that as a positive suprise, Ojishi"
[3:38 PM] Karin: His laugher was the only thing that came again. Auriel was already deathly tired of it. "Nevermind that, nevermind that. You said you had one more request from me. What's up, senpai." "The Shinta. Did anyone find anything of her?" His grin dissapeared, much to Auriel's suprise "Nothing. Simple. We got all the info we could regarding your imprisonment. Lunarea has dissapeared, and we have gotten no contact with any of the other cities with information."(edited)
[3:42 PM] Karin: "Hmph...." She gave no proper answer except tossing a bag at Ojishi's feet. "Tell them when they ask that Koryu moved you up. Your next mission is to "succeed" the current leader. With your skills, that should be no issue." She started making her leave, as Ojishi had one last laugh, before seemingly dissapearing. "Lunarea..... where did you go?"(edited)
[3:42 PM] Karin: =segmented story piece end=



January 5, 2017
[11:30 PM] Karin: =start something right now=
[11:43 PM] Karin: A silent wind rustles the leaves in the tree i've sat in for the past hour or so. She has taken an unusually long time today. Maybe because she expects it. I don't know. As many times as ive talked to her, she is as unpredictable as me. Until suddenly i feel the wind change, and a familiar smell approaching me. My ears jump back to life, listening to where her steps come from. The sounds of nature make it hard, but after a while I catch it. Finally getting back up on my feet, well at least partially. Half-Sleeping on a branch insn't too comfortable, no matter how comfortable sleep tends to be. Then again, if I had fallen asleep she probably wouldn't be too happy. Always nagging on me, that one. She has her reasons, but ugh. It leaves a bad taste in my mouth
[11:47 PM] Karin: And there she is. The same prestigous blade, shimmering in the darkness. Her kimono is as black as the night around her, contrasting with the thistle-colored hair. A lot of people found her attractive back at the mansion. Too bad they never dared try their luck with a god. She passes beneath me, and im finally ready. One... Two.... Drop! As i fall through the air, I unsheathe my knives, ready to stab her in the back. Im so close to making it, and getting away even. Just as im about to rend her with them, I feel a familiar set of arms grabbing me by the waist. Not again.... I get slammed to the ground, landing next to the very tree I climbed earlier. Leaning up to it, she looks dissaprovingly at me, and so does the girl behind her. The man that had ripped me out of the air gave me a familiar smile, however. "Try better next time, Koryu." Easy for him to say. My concern isnt with him however. The woman I just tried to kill draws her blade, pointing at me. Her violet eyes pierce me, almost providing their own light in the darkness. "You still try the same tactics. You make light of our intelligence, compared to the flawed beasts surrounding us. Dissapointing, my daughter." She has no room for having fun in her life, does she? "Sooooorry...." I respond, dragging out the vowels again. She hates when I do it. That's enough of a reason to do it, even. But the pain in my back is making it hard to not resort to it. "You take my visits too nonchalantly, Koryu. Im not usually as lenient as this regarding mistakes."
[11:49 PM] Karin: Im about to respond to her, before i get cut off again by the girl behind her. The mask that is completely blank apart from one eye socket gives her all the more of an imposing visage. I should have taken that design for myself when I made them. "She shouldn't make these mistakes in the first place, Kami. You shouldn't let her." "Silence Muiri! Don't question my judgement." I almost feel bad for her. Trying to be clever and looking down on me like that, and then getting snapped at. "Yes. Our mother knows best." The male adds on to Kami's sentence. He's nice. He's also absurdly strong. "Zankuo." I answer him. Almost in a bit of a honorable way. I do pay my respects sometimes. "Silence, all of you. You two, stay back. This is between me and Koryu." They both bow, walking each of their separate ways. I pity whoever may cross them. Zankuo has a tendence for crushing them with his fists, but his hammer isnt much better. I'd also rather be ripped apart by my knives than the lance... no, sewing needle Muiri wields. Must take a fair amount of precision, but she's all precision, no fun. Yet, Kami approaches me. My mother, here to rant on my fails again. The fact that my mission still stood as uncomplete bothers her, clearly. "You use too much time, my daughter. Mind telling me why you have yet to kill the Shinta and her sister!?"
[11:54 PM] Karin: "I uh, haven't had the oppurtunity to. It's not a problem though, really." My disarming smile wont be enough to dissuade her from complaining more. If I hadn't been her daughter, I would probaby be dead by now. Funny, in ways actually. "You grow complacent. My plans have yet to be completed, because you are taking too much time. I know you like to drag your killings out, but this is bordering on unacceptable!" "The Shinta is different this time though. She follows our way of life."
I do my best to excuse myself. Im no fan of dealing with mother when she is angry.
”Nonsense, Koryu! Do you think I am stupid!?”
….. And that’s a fail. May as well run with the lie now though.
“No! I speak the truth mother!”
I lie with sincerity. Its one of my talents, after all.
“The people elected a ruler who follows the Kinju. She hides it well, however.”
[11:56 PM] Karin: ”And how do you intend to prove that to me!?”
Here, im stuck. How could I get more time, time that could have been spent doing nothing. And stay with Kalenzo…… ugh, why do I think of him now.
“Her group has another one like us. I would like to introduce him to you. He was responsible for the murder in the Freyzenwald dungeons.”
That was a good kill. One im pretty fond of at that. I can’t imagine mom wouldn’t be aware of it.
”Hah. You expect me to believe you?”
A wicked grin spread across her face as she said it. She had a plan, I was sure of it.
So I faked my own grin, and responded.
“He is like me. He has no heart.”
She was silent for a while. Suddenly, she started laughing. Something I hadn’t seen in a while.
”Hah! So you wish to stay with him?”
Ugh. There was so much more to it. She had a plan. One I wasn’t aware of.
“Yes. There is chaos to be spread. He is a valuable ally.”
Chaos. That was all that was on her agenda wasn’t it? Boundless burning villages, cries and screams in the night. Like the world she grew up in.
”Then, my daugher….”
My train of thought stopped immediately as I heard her speak up again. She ripped a gemstone out of the hilt of her blade. A pink sapphire.
”Spread this chaos you are so insistent on spreading. I will be watching….. closely.”
She threw the gem onto the ground next to me. As I picked it up, a grin spread across my face. A real one. I knew what this was “Arega.
The simple word for ‘thanks’ in our language. She didn’t dignify me with a response however.
”Zankuo! Muiri! We are leaving!”
I heard the bushes rustle behind me. A sharp poke in my shoulder. I need to get her back for that sometime.
[11:57 PM] Karin: Yet all I could concentrate on was the gem in my hand. Before she dissapeared into the shadows, she said one last thing however.
”Good luck, Auriel.
My real name. She hasn’t said that in forever… Maybe things can still change between us. Eh. I still had work to do. And my new weapon would prove…. Effective.
[11:57 PM] Karin: =end thing=





[IG] Respect for Luck

Featuring: Sula, Yavae, Goro


[11:07 PM] Amasuro: ==End RP==
January 5, 2017
[12:59 PM] Kwakado: Within the broken halls of Fort Ikkigane, rebel soldiers travel down well-remembered shortcuts, sharpening their weapons, sharing boastful tales, or delivering meager rations from the mess hall. They lack the typical discipline of an army, with improvised outfits and a wide variety of techniques. The main thing denoting their common status as rebels was the use of green throughout their uniforms - a symbol of cooperation and trust among the people of Khlin. So the red-robed Dwabi stuck out like a sore thumb among them, earning quite a few shocked glances from the new recruits as he continued his conversation. The man across from him, a stout samurai with a pointed, oily nose, paces in circles around Sula. He speaks with a low, slow voice: "You said, you would secure it...She says, the kingdom is neutral. You say, she already swore to support....My, my~" The green-armored man crosses his arms. "Ain't. That. Confusing?" "Ha, quite right, sir Saba-to. But I am sure you understand, Lunare-o's first step on the path to our victory, is ending her war." "Gallaran..eh?" Sabato purses his lips together, remaining quite calm. "Funny...none of our men there reported anything like it.." Sula raises a single palm. "I am afraid the rhythm of the world is not ours to decide. But those who wait warmly, will find Kwemo. Freyzen-wald will come to our aid, sir...if we have patience." "I think you mean...If we've still got our heads." Sabato gives a shrugging tilt of the head. "Until then...stick with her. Make sure she remembers who's in the right, around here...Sula the Blackwing." And with that, the samurai takes his leave, plodding up a cracked staircase to the upper levels of the fort. Sula lingers a little longer, letting out a droning Om to himself.
[1:01 PM] DiurnalKnight!: Yavae did not overhear the men's conversation, but does pass the Samurai as he leaves. She was wandering the fort mostly, though she wouldn't admit it she was quite lost.
[1:03 PM] DiurnalKnight!: She does, luckily, enter the room Sula is in "Hm? Oh, it's the Dwabi."
[1:18 PM] Kwakado: "Ya-va!" Sula takes a surprised step back, but straightens out with a smile. "Kwemo! Taking a look through the fort as well, hu?"(edited)
[1:19 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "Uh... Yes, just examining the fort. It's a strange place, I'm not used to all the forts of this continent"(edited)
[1:22 PM] Kwakado: "So strange, ha...and so much of a mess, now." He looks out a crack in the wall at the parched grass beneath. "It looked a little better, before the war came."
[1:23 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "My people tend to not make buildings like this, war is not done in a way which requires it."
[1:23 PM] Kwakado: "What sort of war is that?"
[1:26 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "We fight directly, if you wish to face someone you let them know."
[1:27 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "There is no need to starve someone out or lock oneself in a fort."
[1:27 PM] Kwakado: "Yet you have, armies, ha? Leaders who send them into other lands, for victory?"
[1:42 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "We rarely must go to war, but when we do, yes. We have not gone to true war in some time."
[1:44 PM] Kwakado: "Omm..." Sula turns back to her, opening his eyes. "The Dwabi know little of war. We have no need, as long as we hold the blessings of the Woyuda."
[1:45 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "Yet you still have strong warriors, as I have found. I would like to meet more of them, honestly."
[1:52 PM] Kwakado: "Ah, yes..." Sula coughs suddenly. "Woushatu. Those who are chosen to bear the blessings of the war-gods. Cause enough trouble in Dwabi and you will learn all about them, ha ha ha!"
[1:54 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "Ha! The one I met wasn't much trouble!" She says with a chuckle and a large grin
[1:59 PM] Kwakado: "You must not have been drinking that time, ha." Sula recalled their arena match - a moment of shame for them both. "But how far is your land, for a Dwabi to visit it?"
[2:00 PM] DiurnalKnight!: She gives an annoyed glare at the drinking comment, but lets it slide "I did not meet one in my homeland, I met her in Freyzenwald."
[2:09 PM] Kwakado: "Here? Ah...the Dwax. There is no pride, in fighting their kind."
[2:09 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "Dwax...? What does that mean?"
[2:15 PM] Kwakado: "Dwabi, who have chosen madness over their humanity. They are nothing but twisted beasts..."(edited)
[2:17 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "Hmph, as foolhardy and strangely happy with pain as she was I would not call this girl a beast. I have met madmen, she was simply strange."
[2:18 PM] Kwakado: "Just take care that you do not expect the same, from a true Shatu."
[2:18 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "True Shatu? Speak sensibly, Dwabi!"
[2:18 PM] Kwakado: "The holy men of our people. You may call them....chiefs?"
[2:20 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "I see. I look forward to an honorable battle with one. A shame to discover that Poar was not as strong as she claimed."
[2:29 PM] Kwakado: "Ha ha ha! The flow of fate is not for us to decide...but hope will keep the heart alive." Sula spreads his hands plaintively in the air. "But, perhaps we can depart from this strange building now...Is there more you seek to see?"
[2:34 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "Very well, I would not mind you helping me see more of this place. I would also like to know more about your people's warriors."
[6:19 PM] Kwakado: "Ha, mo-womi." Sula shows her out of the room, its door flanked by earnestly-stitched verdant banners. They head down the stairs towards the training halls, where Onis grunt and Diviners meditate. "What is it you seek?"
[6:21 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "How do people in your culture become warriors and learn their ways? And how do they fall from this path?"
[8:51 PM] Kwakado: "The path of Shatu starts in the heart of Okolo Mountain, the top of the land." Sula smiles cheerfully to her. "Those brave enough to seek such power, throw themselves into the fire within...then we see if the gods accept their will, ha."
[8:57 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "Hm, interesting test. Have you completed it?"
[8:58 PM] Kwakado: An even bigger grin. "Of course!"
[8:59 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "I am unsure whether I should believe you, but I will for now."
[9:01 PM] Kwakado: "Oh?" They round the corner once more, past a mess hall much more packed with people than it is with food. "Do your people not know of the gods' might?"
[9:03 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "Ha! Of course we understand the power of gods, Dwabi man. We have faced their wrath in the past, and that is not what I questioned."
[9:06 PM] Kwakado: "I see, I see. Then there are those, who have not forgotten. But where are your people? Where is their land?"
[9:07 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "We live far away, on a different continent altogether. The trip here was annoyingly slow."
[9:10 PM] Kwakado: "But it must have carried a great purpose, then. To what end, were you sent?"
[9:38 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "Uh..." She decided that "I ran off" wouldn't sound particularly good "I am afraid I cannot tell you, it is personal business of the Fire Tribe."
[9:44 PM] Kwakado: "The...Fire Tribe? Dwabe-fale?" Sula's eyes seem to take on a stonier hue. "Ha, that must be very big business, taking you so far from home."
[11:20 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "It's private, as I said. How do your warriors fall from grace?"
January 6, 2017
[1:38 PM] Kwakado: "Well!" Sula lets out a jovial, rhythmic laugh. "It is not a path I know from my own feet! But those who break from their duties, the Shatuko...They become Nanshatu, and their shadow stretches across the world. If a demon eats it, the becomes Dwax."
[3:43 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "You tend to use words in your own language even when you are fully able to translate it. It it's quite annoying."
[3:46 PM] Kwakado: "Truly?" A look of bewilderment washes over the Dwabi's face. "Forgive me. I have not spent much time in these lands...sometimes it is difficult, ha ha."
[3:50 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "It is just irritating to have to stop after every sentence to ask what something means."
[3:52 PM] Kwakado: "Of course, of course..." Sula shrugs a shoulder. "The, huu, ones who fall off our path, they may never return to the Dwabi. There is more monster in them, than human."
[3:53 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "Never return? Your people do not believe in redemption?"
[3:55 PM] Kwakado: "Even the best of chefs...cannot feed a corpse. Those who hold the name, Dwax, are the same."
[3:56 PM] DiurnalKnight!: That's.... A very strange explanation."
[3:58 PM] Kwakado: "It is a strange happening. The Dwabi are protected by the blessing of the, dragon gods. For one to fall so far, is not common. Even less, among the holy men."(edited)
[4:04 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "I see. Do you know anyone who has fallen?"
[4:05 PM] Kwakado: "..."
[4:08 PM] Kwakado: Sula runs a hand through his dark hair before finally answering. "They say it brings bad luck, to speak of them. Please understand--I cannot bring that kind of danger to our group right now, ha. Not with so many wars here."
[4:42 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "Haven't we already been speaking of them....?"
[4:44 PM] Kwakado: "Only the idea, ha. There is speaking of the Fire tribe, and there is speaking of Ya-ve."
[4:45 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "Ah. Still, I don't put much stock into luck."
[4:47 PM] Kwakado: "Well, that is something to say of our warriors..." Sula grins. "They never refuse a blessing."
[4:50 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "Our warriors rarely need a blessing"
[4:54 PM] Kwakado: "Truly!" Sula's eyebrows raise as they pass through an impressive-looking colosseum. Yet, instead of weapon racks and fighting rings, the entire space is filled with card tables and other odd diversions. "So what do your people count on, for protection? If not armor, if not blessings, then..."
[4:58 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "Our own power. Men may betray, gods may be fickle, armor may shatter, but you may trust in yourself."
[5:03 PM] Kwakado: "What a...noble idea, ha." Sula walks ahead to a table and turns back to her, smiling warmly. "It has brought you this far, at least...perhaps the strength of men is the greatest of all?"
[5:04 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "I never said all men have the greatest strength, but the fact remains that ones own strength is the most reliable"(edited)
[5:10 PM] Kwakado: "Ommm....." Sula's eyes slide open, feeling a strange warmth under his soles. "And what do you do, when that strength fails? When you betray even yourself?"(edited)
[5:12 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "If you cannot rely on yourself, there is nothing you can rely on."
[5:28 PM] Kwakado: "I see, yes, yes...then I pray that you never find yourself off of that path." Sula folds his arms, tilting his head toward a large set of stony stairs. "That way, should take you back to camp. I think I will stay here for now...practice some poker, ha."
[5:29 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "What, done talking?"
[7:24 PM] Kwakado: "Mm, I simply thought you would not prefer to sit here." Sula sits in the nearby chair, pulling another one out. "The choice is yours."
[7:27 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "What is this card room for? Gambling?"
[7:29 PM] Kwakado: "For some, ha. But also to keep the mind sharp...without exhausting the body." Sula smiles wistfully, and his fingers fiddle with the deck of playing cards on the table. "It was a woman of the Water Tribe, who first taught me of this way to wage war."(edited)
[7:56 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "Bah, cards are not war. They are a game."
[7:58 PM] Kwakado: "Oh? Then it must not be true that the people of Khlin, used to solve their struggles with these cards..." Sula smirks. "But a guest must master the madness of their host. Perhaps these little symbols could be their own sort of blessing..."
[8:07 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "Hm, your people put so much stock into chance... I shall have to ask fala is she is similarly inclined, if she is still alive."
[8:09 PM] Kwakado: Sula's face contorts suddenly, sharply, like a snapping twig. "And what is chance - but the will of the gods, the rhythm of our fates?" Sula rests his forehead on his fingers. "..You stand taller than I. That is why."
[8:12 PM] DiurnalKnight!: She notices his reaction, and is clearly confused "What do you mean?"
[8:15 PM] Kwakado: "That is why...you do not yet understand, how small you are."
[8:25 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "What? Where is this coming from, old man?"
[8:29 PM] Kwakado: "From youth. From power. From a people that teaches you to trust in your own Kwemo, above all." Sula lets out a droning hum, letting the words sink in as he composes himself.
[8:31 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "I meant your random insults, old man.'
[8:31 PM] Kwakado: "Nothing in this world is random...Your own strength blinds you to this."
[8:35 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "I'm asking you for the reason behind it, pay attention!"
[8:43 PM] Kwakado: Sula folds his arms, leaning back in his seat. "You find our, stock in chance to be strange...and I have told you why. Forgive me, if such words are an insult."
[8:48 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "An explanation is no insult, but stating that my people's beliefs could only be the result of childishness is a grievous insult."
[8:52 PM] Kwakado: "Oh, of course, of course." Sula smiles disarmingly, unfolding his hands into plaintive palms. "I am sure that your tribe's masters, are very wise, and your teachings are more than childish." "But this is Khlin."
[8:54 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "Your point?" She asks, annoyed
[8:58 PM] Kwakado: Sula's voice darkens and slows. "This land has a way, of testing our truths....stirring them around, in boiling waters. Keep your eyes open here, Ya-vi, and you will see the power of chance."
[9:09 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "I'm beginning to regret not helping fala break free, she was annoying but at least more sensible than you... She would certainly make a more enjoyable dwabi ally."
[9:19 PM] Kwakado: "Omm..." Sula shrugs serenely to her. "I do not seek to make my words, enjoyable. Only valuable." Sula flips up the first card of the deck - a 7 of clubs. "This is a war, larger than either of us. And when your strength falls...do not let your soul, go with it."(edited)
[9:20 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "If I lose in battle, then so be it. My people face an honorable death in battle without fear."
[9:22 PM] Kwakado: "Ha." A cold puff from his throat, weary and weathered. "I am warning you now: Honor does not exist here."
[9:24 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "It does for me."
[9:27 PM] Kwakado: "You imagine yourself, a god?!"
[9:28 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "No, but honor that exists only when others allow it is not honor."
[9:40 PM] Kwakado: "And honor that exists with nothing but your own wishes..." "Hoy, Sula! A man in a tight green jacket, with spiky brown hair, saunters up to the table. "Who's this, your bodyguard?"(edited)
[10:06 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "He wishes."
[10:14 PM] Kwakado: "Of course!" Nodding, Sula grins to the man, raising a palm in greeting. "Ya-ve is a great warrior. But we were just, touring the fort, ha." The rebel tightens his bandanna. "Yeah, I see that." He turns to Yavae. "So, whatcha think?"
[10:16 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "I can't say much, my people tend against these kinds of buildings in war so I have little to compare it to."
[11:00 PM] Kwakado: The man tilts his head up. "ey, you can talk straight to me. It's a real shithole, ain't it"
[11:07 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "Obviously, I just don't know how shit it is without something to compare it to"
[11:16 PM] Kwakado: The young man's lip purses up, and he nods lightly. "Ehh, good point there. Not much to say 'f you ain't got forts back home."
[11:28 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "I suggest using the holes in your walls as arrow slits"
[11:35 PM] Kwakado: "Heyy, not bad! But believe me--" The rebel agent pulls a bronze-forged star from his pocket, twirling the weapon dramatically on his finger. "Arrows ain't the only things that fit through there!" Sula laughs rhythmically at the man's little routine. "Go-ro is a ninja of Khlin, with good taste in noodles!" The ninja bows. "Pleasure to meetcha."
[11:41 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "I am Yavae, daughter of my tribe's chieftain and a proud warrior of the fire tribe."
[11:46 PM] Kwakado: "...the Fire Tribe? Like, the one from the legends?"
[11:47 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "Legends..? Which legends? There are many about us."
[11:52 PM] Kwakado: "You know...King Sableshell. The greatest man of all the Fire Tribe!" Sula turns in his chair, curious to hear what she's heard.
[11:56 PM] DiurnalKnight!: "Sableshell... The one who failed to retain the throne and fled from the tribe? He is far from the greatest of our tribe."
[11:59 PM] Kwakado: Goro is taken aback. "What, seriously?!" With a furrowed brow, Sula ponders Yavae's account. "The man forged his legends in Khlin, not with his people. Quite the sacrifice, abandoning his place with them, to save those here, uu?"
January 7, 2017
[12:01 AM] DiurnalKnight!: "He fled his people after repeated failures, he is not remembered kindly by us."
[12:05 AM] Kwakado: "Well, ya look out that arrow-hole there..." The ninja moves to the side, pointing through a crack in the fort at a glittering speck off in the distance - Intetsu, the capital of Khlin. "We remember when he built that. Nothing gets through those damn walls, I tell ya."(edited)
[12:09 AM] DiurnalKnight!: "He fled his people to build walls for someone else?" She scoffs, annoyed that he was considered a hero here
[12:13 AM] Kwakado: "...Yeah, dunno how it happened. I figured he just really wanted to help out." Goro stows his shuriken. "Anyway, you guys were about ta try a round of cards? Don't mind me, I'll play the winner."
[12:14 AM] DiurnalKnight!: "I wasn't planning on playing, he was simply complaining about my lack of respect for luck"
[12:21 AM] Kwakado: "Whaaat? Who ever heard of needing to respect luck?" The ninja raises an eyebrow at the Dwabi. "But that's Sula for you. Finds something stupider to say every day." Sula slams the table theatrically. "Go-ri! If you respected luck, then you would not always lose to me at Truco!" "H-hey, I don't...ah, you Dwabbi nutjob." The young rebel practically hops into the open seat, snatching up the deck and shuffling it nimbly.(edited)
[12:25 AM] DiurnalKnight!: "So, respecting luck isn't something everyone here does?"
[12:35 AM] Kwakado: "I mean...it is what it is. Most of us outside the walls ain't got any luck in the first place...for now. Goro tosses the 8s, 9s, and 10s out as he shuffles, stacking them back in the middle of the table. "But that's gonna change once we smash the old council. We're gonna bring in a harmonious society...someday."
[12:45 AM] DiurnalKnight!: "Well, I wish you luck then. Its a shame this is not my fight, I believe it will be one to remember."
[12:48 AM] Kwakado: Sula clasps his hands together earnestly. "Indeed...May your people find peace, at last." "Hey, uh, thanks, guys.." Guro slams the shuffled deck down between him and the Dwabi. "But first, you can remember this throwdown! Feast your eyes..." He deals three cards to himself, then three to a hesitant Sula. "Hu ne...You do not need to stay, Ya-ve. These rounds tend to run long, ha ha."(edited)
[10:14 AM] DiurnalKnight!: "How is this game played?"
January 8, 2017
[12:16 PM] Kwakado: Sula smirks. "Some skill...some chance...and a lot of tricks." "An' that last one's all the damn Dwabbi's got on his side, just you wait n' see!"
[1:36 PM] DiurnalKnight!: Yavae stays and watches the men play End rp
[2:11 PM] ColdToiletSeat: =====End RP=====