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  1. Name: Meyvitaan Drog Nick Names: Mey Age: ??? Species: Wendigo [WIP]
  2. I'm back, bitches.

  3. "Well, getting bored of the same thing over time. That is how I feel. I don't mind how long this takes, as long as I'm not a burden. However, why are you looking for someone you might not find?" Rin asked from her horse behind his. "Well, I was told to," Zeron said simply, nice and straight. "I may be a noble of Hell, but I am not the king. I get few orders, but when I do there is good reason. I am a strong fighter, stronger than most generals within the Legion. And the man I am after is the same; a noble of Gehenna. Sending anyone after him is more like a suicide mission; an ant sent to kill a dragon. So, to spare lives, I was sent instead. I honestly have no words to decline such an order, I can only graciously accept. That's what it means to be a lord of Gehenna. We are the first defense of our people, and lead the Legions to war. So I was sent to hunt him down to protect the people and courts from his lying and traitorous ways," Zeron explained. It was long winded, surely, but the manner he spoke seemed to chip away at the brutish and blood smeared image he had first appeared to her in. It denoted a sense of refined and well mannered temperance, bound by a sense of duty. A man who had indeed seen his share of tutelage, and battle; well spoken and read as well as hardened and wary. "And don't think of yourself as being a burden. I'm sure on this trip you'll see you've got many skills that I don't possess that might just save our asses. It's one thing to swing a sword, but a different thing altogether to use your head. Really, a sword is useless in many situations outside of fighting, but sound thinking is used for all situations," Zeron stated. The black wolf demon seemed to be full of optimism. Or some form of lunacy. He looked about ready to prattle on about something else in a high spirit til a short 'zip' sound interrupted him and smacked into his side. Zeron didn't really recognize any pain at first til he looked down at his side above his right hip to see a bolt stuck so deeply into him that the fletching was half way through his clothes. Blood was starting to seep from the wound, darkening his tunic and beginning to run down his leg and stain the dark brown trousers. His left leg began to go numb. Agony rose along his spine. "Shit-" Zeron listed, tilting in his saddle as his numb leg refused to help balance him til he fell off the horse into the road as it stopped confused by the wolf. Already he was putting a hand over the wound, putting pressure as he tried to grip enough of the bolt to attempt to pull it free. "What bastard did that?"
  4. "So you think your conspirator is hiding out in a vampire filled land? Pretty creative if you ask me. No one would go looking where vampires lay. Though don't know why you would go hunting after them here." Rin asked as Zeron paused to watch from the corner of his eye. His face went rather straight. "This- " Zeron went silent as his eyes darted around to look about quickly as if ashamed. The way she put it sounded like he had made a mistake. "This is where I came up. And even though I doubt he's around here, I will do a thorough search. I will look for him first, then, and only then when I am certain that he is not in these lands will I move on to others," Zeron said. He gripped the reigns hard in a hand, hitting the side of his fist against his saddle, "I am prepared for how long this mission will take." The wolf demon went silent for a moment. He wasn't really sure aside from going town to town and listening to rumors and local news to find the fox. Other than actually catch its trail and chasing him down himself. He was probably living like a rogue; find some place to call his territory and terrorize it to feed his hunger. "But, aside from all the vampires and my job of finding the fox, I don't think I'll consider this mission a strain or burden. I think if anything, I might even consider this my own vacation," he said, giving a wry look back to Rin. He'd be damned if he let a few hardships here and there ruin a very rare chance for him to wander the human world. He spread his arms wide. "There's no ceiling! The sun feels nice, so does the breeze. I mean, that alone, there's a breeze. No stench of decay, or sulfur, or anything burning. Smoke. And so much green. Gehenna is hot, overburned, red. The surface world has so much more than that. So what if this mission takes a week, or a month or even longer? Bed, ground, or sleep on a log, I could care less. Everyone takes this for granted I feel. In Hell I get anything I could ever want handed to me. Do you know how boring that gets? You feel useless. Here, I have to work for it, fight for it. I feel more alive than I have in years!" the wolf proclaimed.
  5. "Well, they didn't take too kindly to me destroying their cities. Others were fools who blindly followed the elders words. And most got mad towards my unwanted advances to them." Zeron sputtered a little on air. He was not ready for that to be one of the reasons and was taken off guard horribly hard. He steadied himself on the horse by tightening his legs to keep from falling off. "But I think this time I might not be sealed. And no, I'm not going for a record. Not my fault they don't like me seducing their village folk. Or is it townfolk, I can never remember which. Anyways tell me about you. Who are you searching for?" "I am a Hellion. Come from Hell," Zeron started, pausing to clear his throat from choking on air earlier, "Looking for someone else from Hell." Zeron guessed he owed more than that. He was sure he mentioned all that already to her earlier that week. "I was born in Gehenna, the black city in Hell, to a noble family call Cruxis. My mother died early in my early subadult-hood due to sickness. My father died later on though when I was adult, probably the same sickness. At the time I wasn't living with him, so.. I think it's the only way how I avoided that disease as well. Right now, I've been tasked with hunting down and bringing back a conspirator. He's been charged with plotting several assassinations of other nobles of Gehenna. A black fox, er ah.. 'nogitsune'," Zeron explained from his horse.
  6. "A little mad?" She asked. Zeron grunted a quick brief 'mhm' with a nod of his had to confirm her question. "I was thinking again so I apologise for my silence. It's been a while since I have been able to talk to someone without them trying to kill me. Well, I'm not sure what we should talk about? I don't know you very well. Well, I can tell you a bit about me. I hail from a land not many know about. I was born a half breed and my father was a demon King. I am next in line for that. Even though I am a princess I hate being called that. However, I do have times when I am a monster. I have been sealed away two hundred times to be exact." "Two hundred times huh? You going for a record?" Zeron asked off hand, just trying to keep light hearted. "What were some of their reasons behind sealing you? I'd imagine some are outright mundane." ((fuck. hard to think up anything other than that. Sorry.))
  7. Silence. That's all Zeron got after the small quip he gave about waiting til now to desummon his armor out of the current plane of existence for later. The smile faded as he looked back to her on the Jutland, slightly worried. Was that too much for her? Too far past what she could comfortably deal with regarding to supernaturals? She had tried to talk peace with bloody vampires that wanted to kill them after all. "Hey." He called to get her attention, "You don't have to feel like you need to be quiet. Silence will only make this trip seem even longer. Talk is a good time waster," Zeron encouraged. He took a second, trying to figure out where to go with that for conversation or anything. He straightened, fixing his position in the saddle to lean forward and scratch along the fresian's withers with his left hand. "Even when traveling alone. I talked to the brown horse there, just to pass time. Horses are pretty good listeners; make up for their lack of conversation. Traveling alone is tough. If you lack conversation, you kind of go a little mad," he added, sitting back up to look at her as he raised his hand and gestured with a finger along the side of his head with a twirl to signify the gears in one's mind. The wolf demon wasn't too sure where to go one from with that, or anything to add to keep going. Maybe he was rusty with two way conversations. He dragged his hand across his cheek and under his jaw after an errant itch. Must have shaved a little too close and irritated the skin. Wouldn't be the last time that happened.
  8. Ing! *exaggerated fox point like The King*

  9. "You can take the Jutland there. He's definitely better tempered than the horse you were trying to ride the other day," Zeron said, gesturing to it with a flick of his head. The bay horse stood there, chomping its bit placidly as it stood waiting. Zeron didn't really wait for Rin to comment on it or even mount up as he swung his horse around to face the main road out. He kept his black horse at a walk up til they had passed the perimeter of the town before bringing the horse into a trot. Even while posting in the saddle it was a bumpy ride from how large the Fresian was, but Zeron wanted to put some distance between him and the town. Heading out, still following the direction the sun would take to reach the horizon. Who wondered how long it would take before another town was met? Once he had ridden far enough from the place he had just left, he brought his horse to the side of the road and slid off its saddle. "This is what I wanted to do before our traveling gets serious." he informs. The wolf demon started unpacking and unstrapping his suit of armor he had put across the fresian. He put it down in the grass in a neat array, from sabatons all the way up to the gorget and currias. He took out his dagger and with each piece of armor began to etch into the metal a sigil. He scratched over its hammered surface on the inside, just under the gambeson padding an odd sort of circle. "I can't wear the armor all the time; it's too hot, too heavy and will take too much energy to move in. But if I don't wear it, we become a target of thieves. I'm scratching in a personal desummoning circle to them. This means I can desummon it to my home. And when I need it, I can summon it back at will. Less stuff to carry and all. Hell of a lot easier," he continued to explain. He set the last altered piece down, a gauntlet, before sheathing his dagger and standing over the set. Right. Now to test it. The wolf focused a spattering of aura into his hand before waving it over the set to activate the circles dug into the metal. As his hand waved over the pieces they disappeared in a bellow of dark smoke that swallowed itself in the void of the parts that had vanished. In a matter of seconds an entire suit of armor had vanished. Zeron turned back to Rin and gave a small wink. "Didn't need to be burned at a stake for that," he told, explaining why he waited til now to do it far from civilization as he went back to his horse.
  10. Sorry it's been a while since I've posted. I haven't really been in the mood and feeling a bit down, but now I've been blindsided by a really nasty cold that nearly gave me pneumonia. Once it clears I may get back to writing soon.

    1. Rin

      Rin

      Feel better soon. 

  11. "You sure you want me to do that? I could get you lost somewhere and you end up dead. Then again I trust you'll be fine. But I guess if you want me to come along I shall. Maybe we can find the person you're looking for." "Lost with someone else is better than lost and alone. Your brain plays tricks at night, making you paranoid. Alone, it really does feel like the terrain could easily snatch you up and no one would be the wiser in your disappearance," he told. He combed a hand tiredly through his hair before glancing at the stables. He could easily buy back that Jutland for her. It was a good tempered horse, would do better than the one she had been trying to ride. He just needed to gather his belongings. "If you got any belongings to bring, go pack up. Meet me over by the stables," he mentioned to her. Buying the Jutland back was easy, if not ironic. The man couldn't try to catch him with a higher price since Zeron has remembered, and it seems him walking out with a Fresian the other day and dulled his tongue. He scratched at the brown short hairs over its muzzle for a moment before turning his attention to the Fresian. He tightened a few straps of his saddlebags, and checked a few lines. For some odd reason the wolf demon was still in street clothes. His rough spun pants could hopefully last a long ride in a saddle without much discomfort, but he certainly looked like he had no business setting up such a well kept and large horse. Aside from the sword on his back that was. Curiously enough, his armor was tied to and inside some of the saddlebags for the moment. The rest of the bags held some dried provisions, a tent canvass, and a few cooking utensils. Not much, but any more would require a god damn wagon and that was something he wanted to avoid. "Like to get out of town first before taking a small break. I got one little thing to do first."
  12. Zeron waited patiently for an answer as Rin seemed to be picking the words to use. She shook her head slightly to tell him he was incorrect. "I do not live here. I live in a land called Athentha. That is where the shaman is. A cursed and dark land. I am it's ruler. I came here to get away from the stuffiness of politics and elders. This is a nice land to visit on vacation, it almost feels like home. It's why I'm here. I figure I could help you out while I am here." she told him. It still did not tell him much, but it did reveal some things in its vague way. The red panda tailed woman finished her rum and tossed a few coins down before she walked away out of the bar. Was that to be it then? She seemed to have a habit of leaving him behind. Better catch up before she left him behind once more. Zeron hastily slapped some coins down on the bar at his old spot he had been eating at as he walked for the door. She hadn't gone far. She was stretching just there. The wolf rubbed his jaw for a second, going over the words she spoke. 'A vacation huh? Helping while she's here?' he thought to himself. "Why don't you come with me? If you consider this place a vacation spot, then you can help me navigate. I'm just mostly wandering for now," Zeron offered, thumbing over his shoulder in any random direction.
  13. "I'll probably go home. I mean there's probably best that I do that. Can't have the shaman remain in my stead for too long. Plus I don't really have anything else to do here. It was a vacation after all." "A shaman? Where do you live that you've left a shaman in your place?" Zeron asked, confused. He didn't think this land would have shamans, as they were a bit more for primitive types. Rin had said this was her homeland, but Zeron didn't see how a shaman would be a thing in this sort of civilization. Where did she come from? Someplace further away? ((Gah I am so sorry that this was so short. I'm stumped right now.))
  14. It seemed to take her a little extra time to get to responding to him. He chalked it up to sleep. Afraid not. I do only have the one eye. Didn't think I'd see you again. Thought you left by now to find that person you were looking for. Come to say your goodbyes or need something else? I don't wish to take up anymore time." "No," Zeron said. He wasn't sure about the other stuff or how to respond to her query. What would his answers be? "I apologize for earlier with the magistrate. I hope I didn't get you into too much trouble with him. I was just trying to help you out. So, now that we killed the vampire, what's the next step of the plan?" Zeron let out a grunt. He could forgive her, it was a minor offense. But if he did, it might permit her to do it again. He'd rather avoid it. He thumbed to himself with his free hand. "I guess leave this town. I got enough money to carry me to the next one. I honestly don't know where I'm going. I don't even know this town's name, or the next. I'm just wandering aimlessly, and that's not how you go looking for someone. The way I'm going, he'll slip right through the cracks in my search pattern as it is now," Zeron answer. He finally took a seat on the bench, lifting a leg to step over it before bringing the other over. "What about you then?"
  15. Zeron turned his head as a person descended the stairs quietly, tiredly even. She seemed to ghost right by him, but as he watched, her blind side was facing him. And it would be rude to call out with a mouth full of bread. He watched as she took a seat near the back. She definitely didn't see him. He turned himself back on his stool to face his meal. 'Why should I care?' he thought to himself. Why did he care? All because she kept crossing paths with him? Fate and causality having a pull at him? The stuffed his mouth with his food quickly, and pushed it down into his stomach quickly by washing it down with milk. He shoved himself away from the bar to bring his tankard of milk over to the table she had chosen. He stood behind her for a second. "You're not very observant when you first wake up."
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