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  1. "Yes, I would very much like to meet her, Miss.. Trial Warden? If I can save a man from his own stupidity, so be it.. if not, I am sure the Lady would not lead her spawn from unjust living." The Trial Warden looked to the Shrine Mother in this moment. While she was quite knowledgeable, no one knew the native creatures like the Shrine Mother, especially the ones as old as Faejarhe itself. "While it's a grim way of putting it, Aya was correct to say that the man in question is already dead. Yosei can't undo time itself. He will die the moment his daughter is born, and the only way to 'save' him would be a mercy killing. The under-developed Dryad-spawn would quickly die on its own." "You say you could utilize materials.. is there anything specifically worth looking out for?" This time, the Trial Warden spoke. "If you're going after a Dryad or Lady Yosei, Shadowolves and Corpse Flowers would be very helpful. I can make clothes or leather from the wolves' hides that carry stealth properties. Dryads are absolutely addicted to honey made from the Corpse Flower's sap. Lady Yosei may be inclined to not kill you if you brought her something made with it?" The Shrine Mother chimed in, saying "Not to undermine the danger level you'd be facing in either situation- they can all kill you. Shadowolves travel in packs and, as the name implies, are magically imbued with shadow properties. This is not to be confused for them being some type of 'Darkness Elemental' so be wary of that. Corpse Flowers are ambush predators made of large, colorful flowers, and vines that can stretch for over a kilometer. Even though they're plants, they're intelligent to an extent." "Myself aside, is there anything you all would ask of me? I do not mind a bit of errand-running. One of Her Hands is a hand to all, after all." "Hmmm..." the Shrine Mother said, closing her eyes while she thought. "A rice farming village named Betyam may have need for your help. They're a trade partner of ours, you see. While we're in no shortage of rice, I still find their silence worrisome. The village is in Momar. I can arrange transportation and send one of our own with you as a form of aid if you'd be willing to investigate things.
  2. Yshmael's questions began, the first being whether the dryads were dangerous and how. Aya spoke first and said "The Dryads are no more dangerous than humans." The Shrine Mother followed her up and said "The Dryads are harmless so long as one remembers to leave them alone. Those who go looking for them, or men who enter their habitat, are the only ones in danger. The way they reproduce is by impregnating men, and no form of divine protection is enough to stop them." "They use various seduction tactics to lure men in to lay with them, but only resort to violence when needed. They only target men with a certain physique, those healthy enough to conceive are always gone after." "However, it should be noted that they aren't feral beasts. They have emotions and aspirations, just as we do. They have a society, and several trade deals with this very shrine." 'If they are corrupt, should they not be handled?' "The Dryads are part of this ecosystem. While not as naturally added as those who've evolved here over time, they've found their own niche in this place. Those they kill become food for smaller creatures and fertilizer for the land. They regulate the entirety of the Cherry Blossom Forest, which couldn't exist without them. To call them corrupt simply because they're inconvenient to visitors would be narrow minded. They do what they must to survive, just as any being does." 'What lies within the forest?' "The Dryads, obviously. They harvest sap from the Corpse Flowers to turn into honey. There's also Scarab Sparrows, Corpse Beetles, and-" Aya placed her hands at the crown of her head with fingers pointing out to mimic a horned animal "-flying rabbits with horns and sharp teeth. They're quite venomous." The Shrine Mother giggled at Aya's mimicry before saying "There are other creature there, but those would be the main predators." 'Obviously the name implies black dryads, but why? What causes them to gather?' "They live there." "They live there." 'Do they have a leader..?' "Yes, her name is Yosei, an ancient and powerful Fairy. She created some of the first dryads, and exists as one of the last of her kind." "It's possible that she IS the last of her kind." a voice came from a white-haired girl poking her head through the door. "Tales of Fairies in Faejarhe are almost non-existent, limited to people that were nearly dead or almost blackout drunk at the time. Oh... Ummm, sorry to interrupt, but... Miss Ira is being herself, again." Aya let out a sigh and stood up before leaving the room. The girl was about to leave to follow Aya when the Shrine Mother asked "Would you stay, dear?" To which the girl turned around and entered. She was wearing a vastly different outfit from the maides. A white dress with hair pins and mis-matched stockings. The main color scheme being red and blue. "This young lady is the Trial Warden. She provides a number of services on behalf of the Lords of Nohaka." The girl was holding a white staff in one hand, but used the other to gently lift her dress while performing a curtsey. "Is there something you need?" "This man has requested information on the Black Dryads." "Oh. I am capable of locating Lady Yosei, as well as working various materials found around these lands into usable products. This includes things taken from the Black Dryads. If you have any questions about those, I'd be happy to answer them."
  3. Yshmael told the woman that he would need to speak with the two women to ask questions, a wise decision on his part. The woman stepped forward and would gently hold his arm with a desperate expression. Assuming he hadn't prevented it, she would say "Every moment passed, he gets closer to those... things and dying." Whether he allowed his arm to be grabbed or not, Aya would say to the woman "We will keep our discussion as brief as possible. If you're so resolute to see your husband die, I'll not delay you unnecessarily." Which would earn a very displeased look from the woman. If she were holding Yshmael's arm, she would let go. Either way, she would begrudgingly take a seat and wait. 'Now.. might we have a seat someplace-- Shrine Mother, was it? And Aya? So that we might speak on what exactly she asks of me...' He gave his name, but Aya was questioning how he knew her's... Neither she nor the Shrine Mother said her name. A quick glance at her left arm would remind her that her name was literally printed on a wooden badge, attached to a band. Perhaps he saw that? "Please follow us..." the Shrine Mother said while gesturing to a door next to the desk "... We'd be glad to provide information, dear." The room would be small, with a table in the middle matching the decorum of the furnishings from the previous room. Ten seats were positioned at the table, one at each end and four on the sides. There was a pot in the middle with steam coming out of it, four wooden jars would contain various tea leaves: Green, Spice, Chai, and one made with local herbs. Under the pot was a metal basin with coals gently glowing, keeping the water hot. A bloodwood grip would prevent others from burning their hand. The tea cups were bloodwood on the outside, and porcelain on the inside. The Shrine Mother would sit on the far side of the table, occupying the seat on the end. Aya would sit to her right. Both would look at Yshmael, waiting for his first question.
  4. The enraged woman felt her wrist being grabbed quite firmly, quickly slowing the swing down to a halt and preventing it from going further. "Let me go you fucking-" she exclaimed while tugging her arm to try and pull free. As he began speaking, the woman paused and glared at him with hate in her eyes. As he released her wrist, she jerked it away and held onto it. "These people aren't worth respecting. They're con artists! Every last one of them! Working with those damned monsters!" "Umm... Sh-Shrine Mother, I beg your forgiveness for my client's actions. I... I didn't..." the man was panicking, looking at the woman in tan clothing with slight fear. "I leave judgement to Aya. She was the target of the attack, after all." "It would not be the first time a distraught widow struck out against me." Aya bowed to the captain in a way that implied she were pardoning his guest's imprudence. "Oh, how benevolent..." the angry woman sarcastically mocked "...and what would the pacifist WHORE do if I-" the captain stopped her "You'll swim back to Terrenus." "Excuse me!?" "Do it again and none of us're striking a deal with you to provide transport. You'll brave the tide by your lonesome, miss." The woman paused and held her tongue. She then turned to face the one who stopped her, Yshmael. "Seeing as you're so gentlemanly as to stop me from caving this cow's face in, what cost must I pay for you to accompany me in saving my idiot husband's life?" Aya, the one with the staff, turned her gaze to him and said "You have my gratitude for your actions. In kind, I will warn you that this woman's husband has failed to heed a prior warning. He ventured to the Dryad's forest and fell prey to those for whom it's named after. Take this warning into consideration should you decide to negotiate a contract."
  5. 'Tell me how you contact reinforcements.' was ordered, to which the man said "Kiss my ass!" defiantly through the searing pain. His wrist was cut, to which Astra said he was on the clock. While this was happening, the three men that Lexa disabled were frozen solid. Due to the technicalities of cryogenic stasis, this also meant they were dead. A piece of metal from the ceiling above would fly down and crush his head, immediately ending him. Lexa looked at Astra would soft, sweet, almost pleading eyes. "Lexa not like suffering. Pain not good interation." she then turned and began running down the hall, towards the flight of stairs leading to the floor below. H-215 would walk past her giving only a cold glance as the extra corpse began freezing over, just as the other 3 did. The sound of multiple footsteps were heard rushing up the stairs on the opposite end of the hall. Below the current floor was the wheelhouse and the main deck. Across the main deck was a gap between the current ship and Tidal Shark, but no walkway to act as a bridge between them. ((OOC: Interation = Interrogation))
  6. Link for Shrine Information Screaming was heard coming from a room in the Shrine of Judgement. Positioned near the entrance, the sign read 'Welcome & Document Submission Centre.' Much like all the other buildings, the walls of the room were wood with a paper and wood sliding door that was open. Inside was a large office space with benches lining the walls. In the corners were circular tables with a chair on either side of them. The furniture all had a similar theme to their design. They were all some type of light-colored wood with leaves carved into the legs, the space between the leaves darkened with a torch. The middle of the room featured a small pond with bamboo in the middle and red, white, and orange koi moving around it. The far end of the room had four women and a man. One woman was sitting behind a desk. Wearing a similar uniform to her, another woman stood in front the desk. Unlike her, however, this woman was holding a staff. The staff was wooden at the base, and had a set of scales mounted to the top. Next to her was a woman just barely taller, only an inch, in fact. Unlike the other two, her hair was silvery-white, and she wore tan clothes instead of a shrine maiden's garb. The fourth woman wore clothes that were clearly from another region. She appeared to be quite wealthy, possessing diamond earrings, a rather lavish wedding band, bracelets, and an impressive necklace. Her clothes were of Terrenian design. The man with her was easily distinguishable as the captain of a ship. He was old with a bushy, white beard. "I feared that was the case." he said to the shrine maiden with the staff. "Y-you have to send someone after him! You can't just let people-" "Your husband is already dead. There is no salvation for him." the one with the staff said to the distraught woman. "You're lying!" "I'm contractually unable to do that, currently." "Go! Get my husband you whore!" "I will not, and any further disrespect towards shrine staff will result in your removal from the premises." "Remove me? I'll bring down the wrath of-" "You will bring them to their grave." the woman in tan said in a very cold tone. "Your money is worthless on this island, young woman." "Please..." she said in a more desperate tone. "I'll give you everything we have." her voice was beginning to become hoarse. The scale on the maiden's staff tilted towards her and the woman in tan. "I apologize, but we cannot accept that deal." "Why not!?" "Because all of the money in the world cannot save your husband. His body belongs to the Dryads, now." The woman seemed to lose all the strength in her legs. They buckled, then she fell to her knees and hunched forward as tears dripped to the floor. Her hands started shaking and slowly turned into a fist. "Damn you all... You know how dangerous they are... and do nothing... DAMN YOU!" she quickly started rising back up, swinging her fist towards the one with the staff's face.
  7. 'It's adorable, that you think I'm a thing.' Astra said to 215, to which she replied "From where we stand, all of you are things." in a very cold tone. Astra had addressed Lexa and called 215 ungrateful, earning much of the same coldness from the ice girl. Lexa didn't bother with hiding like Astra did. The child knew that her and 215 combined could take anyone in an enclosed space. If anyone got past Astra, they wouldn't survive long. Four men ran past Astra and kept going. A distinct lack of dead people noises let Lexa and H-215 know that Astra didn't do anything. Further down the hall, Lexa appeared on one of the men, straddling the back of his neck. She tightened her legs on his head and swung her weight, exerting enough force to turn his head and throw him off balance. She dismounted mid-pull, keeping hold of the man's shirt to use as a fulcrum to help her swing herself into an upright position as she landed. Upon landing, she punched the nearest man's knee, a second punch on his mid-thigh, and third in his groin. Person number three, who wasn't falling over, was in the middle of moving his aim to Lexa. The fox-child grabbed the barrel of his gun and pulled it, causing the man to stumble forward. She stepped aside and towards him, kicking his knee with enough force to break the ligament and make it bend backwards with a sickening snap. He let out a scream, and the fourth enemy turned around to try and run to call reinforcements.
  8. I didn't know you were looking for one as an avatar, so I made one that's better suited: https://i.imgur.com/9UKG3G6.png Looks like this when in use ->
  9. The shield one is for you o.o If you like it, you can use it
  10. "If you mistake me for an ally, you're naïve. I've simply decided not to kill you." The ice woman stared coldly at Astra. "All of you things are our enemy." "Big Sister not enemy. Big Sister help Lexa fight bad people." Lexa retorted. "For now." The sounds of people rushing up the stairs toward the room Astra, Lexa, and the ice woman were in echoed through the hall. "Lexa make sure other Big Sister safe." "Two-Fifteen." the girl said. "Lexa not like name. Lexa call Big Sister, Big Sister." There was no reply from the white haired one.
  11. How's this: https://i.imgur.com/dm46Pb1.png
  12. "Other big sister killded big gun people." Lexa said. If Astra looked to the windows, she would notice they were frozen solid with ice leading to the outside, indicating that an elemental attack was launched from the inside. "The only enemies left are the ones on and below deck. If you wish, you may deal with the ones blocking an efficient escape." At this time, one of the traps a few floors down would be triggered, indicating that the enemies were advancing their position. "My share of killing is done. Enjoy yourselves." the ice girl said unenthusiastically.
  13. Lexa hopped off of the tail and ran over to Astra. With a big smile, she grabbed Astra's leg to keep herself from falling over and looked into her eyes with big, sky blue ones. "Other Big Sister not evil lizard person. Big Sister let Lexa play with tail!" Lexa said while bouncing up and down hyperactively. "No generation 1 would try and fight zero-two-six. My orders were to kill you if you succeeded, not die for people I dislike." a cold glare was aimed at Astra.
  14. At some point in her journey up the floors, Astra would begin hearing Lexa screaming... but, not with fear or pain. As she got closer, it would become clearer that Lexa was laughing. Upon reaching the top of the stairs and entering the frozen room, she would find the kitsune child sitting on the ice woman's tail with a big smile on her face. The tail would be moving up and down rhythmically. Each time her tail moved up, Lexa's ears flopped down. Each time the tail moved down, Lexa's ears flew up. The ice woman would have a clearly annoyed expression. Her arms were crossed over her chest as she leaned back in the chair, frowning. Regardless of the woman's displeased look, it was clear that the two were playing instead of trying to kill each other.
  15. "Bad people already knowded Lexa in room. Lexa not need tell bad people." she said in a confused tone, the sarcasm flying right over her head. "Big Sister make sure bad people not attack from behind. Lexa kill evil lizard person. Bye bye!" she said and entered the ice covered hall with seemingly not a care in the world. "Subject X-zero-two-six and company, come out with your hands up, and circuits deactivated!" a voice shouted through the door leading from the outside to the wheelhouse. "We've got the building surrounded!" they added on.
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