LukeRipstine

Lady was lost in thought when she heard her name brining her back to reality but dazing her slightly. She whipped her head left and right looking for th scourge of the voice, her brown silk like hair snapping. ”Wait, uh?” Hey eyes finally set on the kitchen window. There a man stood asking her a question. “Oh uh, if i may can you have some tea fixed for me?”

Lady wandered aimlessly into the bar. It had been what? Two maybe three years since she had come back to this place? She had been busy else where and lost track of human time. “Hm.” She came threw the doors and smear at the bar looking around at the slightly empty bar the slow feeling or regret sunk in as she waited.

"Okay then let's." Luke stood and just as he did the fire lit as if by magic. humans still are useless. If you had forgotten something you could have just gone to look for more wood and pulled some stuff out if your sheath, you can't really tell me this was all you had? Anyway the damn fire is lit I need some blood violence and action so get on with it. Luke sighed the shirts always did what they wanted to but really if they could have helped.... the main two are the most annoying. "I'm not sure how.... that happened."

Luke wasn't quite sure what he meant by 'roll it in the notch' and questioned it. "I.. dont know what that means." Sometime he could be rather dense. (Sorry for the short post.) @Enk Razorwood

I can believe I've forgotten the most important part of the fire, the fire starter. He complained to himself in his mind. "Hm... I think I know how to start one, I remember something with rubbing two sticks together. I'm thinking we can try that methiod and see how it turns out." His quick thinking coming in slight of handieness in the moment. "I can cut some down with my sword and that should be simple." The forest scattered with large differentiating trees wouldn't make the task to hard for the two, Luke had already chosen a quite large oak tree to choose the limbs from with a quick glance around their surroundings. "Okay I'll start getting the wood." Standing at the base of a thick olden looking oak tree he looked for footing in the thick plates of the wood. @Enk Razorwood @Victorious

It now had been an long week and few days since Lady's arrival at the tavern. The first day had been spent on converse with some of the customers of the tavern and a little fighting and so on, now she just lay asleep in an room she had decided to take regardless of who owned it. Though she didn't need much sleep or hardly any at all, she indulged in sleep to replenish her mana pool as she had a fairly large amount of mana at her access at most times. Being as she uses her magic almost constantly and repetition she sleep when ever she felt as needed often staying awake for days on end. This would have been the eight days she had spent sleeping in what seemed to be a room that wasn't used much as with out regards to who had stayed here, she just let her self in using her magic and fell asleep on the couch.

Luke had drawn his sword again in skinning the deer leg in long strokes of his grey-ish blade. He had slowly completed the small camp fire he'd been working on as Enk scavenged. He had smoothed the pile of sand into a (4x4) smooth area of sand, the wood laid down on the cover of sand and smooth river rocks laid around the sand as edging and few laid scattered on top of the large wooden slices. The small roasting rack "So I found currants we can cook. Or eat raw, it's on the sour side thought." Enk had emerged back from where he had gone to scavenge in the woods. I could cook them and turn them into a... Luke shook off the thoughts to start cooking this and that, with the ingredients in a forest and on himself he could have made a full course meal but that was to much. "Yeah, I'll just roast them with the meat. Maybe put em on the rocks. But do you have a match?" @Enk Razorwood (again though i had posted this long ago -_- im so sorry)

Luke had set the last handful of finely sand in a large pile, taking out another four just for the size of the creature Luke slipped his hand back into his sheath. I remember where I got that sand, it was at XXXXX beach during my first visit. And the river rocks, smooth and layered in a clear silk. Thinking of large river rocks Luke pulled an dozen smooth oval rocks to of his sheath. Quickly after came the ask wood and the pieces to roster. "Maybe but unless we haul it with us I think it's fine here." Luke replied as he stood, stepping to the right he showed the small pile of supplies he'd gotten. @Enk Razorwood

Setting the decapitated leg down he removed the sheath from his back. Sitting down facing away from Enk , in front of the leg he had just set down and as if ceremonial he sheathed the sword still wet with blood, slowly until the soft click of the hilt against the base of the sheath. Now he slowly drew the long blade again just until the tip of the blade slipped from the sheath. Finally sheathing the sword he placed it in front of himself. As he was turned away from his companion Luke brought his hand down on the middle placing of the sheath when normally the stern side of the carbon fiber sheath would stop but his hand seemed to pass threw it opening and small circle the side of an large roll of duck tape. Stopping at the wrist of his hand Luke breathed slowly. This action was to calm himself, as per usual he would casually think of what he wanted that he had previously stored inside of the sheath and the item would appear as he removed his hand but the thought of some one else seeing the item used worried him. Swift hand-ers and the like where always after valuable magical items, a search that never ended and whilst Luke had a slight of trust for his companion money and opportunity was always the key factor in the changing of people. An (As far as he knows) infinite storage unit strapped into a few inches would certainly be of value. Shaking off the thoughts he steadied his mind and though about the items he needed. Hm.... sand for a cleaner burn about three handfuls. Slowly he with drew his hand, the palm of his hand now brimming with sand as he turned his hand upwards as collective specs of sand fell. In his attempt to keep the sand from falling Luke spilled more of the sand then he save before he finally decided to place it in front of the sheath, smoothing the first hand full of sand out. Starting the second handful, Luke started the set up. @Enk Razorwood

It had been a few days since Lady's arrival at the tavern. The first day had been spent on converse with some of the customers of the tavern and a little fighting and so on, now she just lay asleep in an room she had decided to take. Though she didn't need much sleep or hardly any at all, she indulged in sleep to replenish her mana pool as she had a fairly large amount of mana at her access at most times. Being as she uses her magic almost constantly and repetition she sleep when ever she felt as needed often staying awake for days on end. This would have been the third day she had spent sleeping in what seemed to be a room that wasn't used much as with out regards to who had stayed here, she just let her self in using her magic and fell asleep on the couch.

It had been a few days since Lady's arrival at the tavern. The first day had been spent on converse with some of the customers of the tavern and a little fighting and so on, now she just lay asleep in an room she had decided to take. Though she didn't need much sleep or hardly any at all, she indulged in sleep to replenish her mana pool as she had a fairly large amount of mana at her access at most times. Being as she uses her magic almost constantly and repetition she sleep when ever she felt as needed often staying awake for days on end. This would have been the third day she had spent sleeping in what seemed to be a room that wasn't used much as with out regards to who had stayed here, she just let her self in using her magic and fell asleep on the couch.

Luke didn't know much about deer but thought the horn could have been used as a finishing blow. Either way the deer was no longer a threat and as such... "No, lets end suffering." Luke walked behind the animal where his sword lay, picking it up he eventually went to the deer's side and slipped it in between its rib cage. As the animal stopped moving Luke worked on skinning the front leg that he had cut off.

"You've known him for long enough no?" In truth she was cautious around every one.

"I got it from that guy." She looked at the male where the choker had been around his neck but now it lay in Lady's hands. "This is some strange plastic." The item disappererd and simultaneously reappeared back around the mans neck.

"Yeah, I wonder?" She held her hands up to the ceiling as if she was trying to get a better view of something. IN her palm she held a A black leather choker with what seemed to be a a ruby rose attached at the center throat. "What is this?"