Adventures In Terra. (Turtlepower/ Echi Kunoichi)

[Turtlepower]

It was a dreadfully gloomy day today. It made the day feel dirty. The usual white clouds were now gray, and dark. Rain fell heavy on the cold earth. And lightning struck the ground with fearsome force, for every 10 seconds. Yes, a dreadful storm. And a dreadful day to be out and about. The deer ran across the woods. As they avoided the sound of thunder. Birds stayed up in their nests. Cuddling for warmth. Sitting on their eggs, and praying that no lightning would strike their tree. Or anywhere near it. You can hear the animals squirm. And say things like run, or hide. But it was hard to tell through the sounds of thunder, and heavy rain fall. “Well arent you the smart kitty. Walking out in the rain. What, did your mommy drop you on your head as a babe. Or was it you daddy?” Said Alabaster. In his usual, cynical, English voice. The thing was only you can hear him, unless he wanted someone else to. Which sucked, allot. If everyone else can hear him, your less crazy. And your not the only one who has to endure his complaining. “I will tell you what. Don't pull me out in this god awful rain. And if I dont rust, I will give you a treat. Maybe.... Not talking for ten seconds? How does that sound, good kitty...Good dog... Good whatever you are. I swear you cat people, and dog people look all alike. You with your... Disgustingly thin ears and.. Obnoxious bushy tail's. Always wagging, and waging and... I dare say, is there an off switch to those damnable things? It is all I see. That tight ass, which is nice by the way. And that annoying tail. That just keeps on moving. I have tried. And believe me, I TRIED to think of other things. But their it is. Flapping away. It draws attention straight away from that nice ass. Dont girls worry about their figure? Maybe if you cut it off it will help. No bad idea. It would look like a rot weilers tail and we all know what that looks like.”

 

[Ecchi Kunoichi]

Tira growled softly, her golden hues narrowing in a glare as she listened to the unending chatter of the blade. It was bad enough that it was raining, though at least she had a cloak to help with that. But on top of the sour weather, she had to deal with the annoying sword. "Shut up... Just, SHUT UP!" She growls again, bringing a hand up to her head. "Why do I even bother to keep you... I would probably sell you, but I'd probably have to pay someone to take you." She sighs and continues to trudge along, her bare feet making little noise against the soft, moist ground as she moved through the trees.

Tira was of a race of feline people, having various cat-like features on their otherwise human-like forms. The most noticeable features being long pointed ears, almost like those of elves, but having a light layer of hair along the outsides of them, and the long feline tails that grew out from the base of their spines. Next one might notice the golden color of their eyes, having pupils that form a vertical line like most felines. From the knees down their legs had a slight backward bend that formed into padded paws for feet. Tira, like most of her people went barefoot, as their pads were tough enough to not need the extra protection of footwear like other humanoid races.

She was wearing a pair of fairly tight fitting leather pants, with laces crisscrossing up the sides, leather bracers, and a leather top that ended a bit above her navel to show some midriff. Over all of that was the thick cloak with the hood drawn up over her head to hide her red hair, pulled back into a tail that reached to her upper back. Her peoples' fur colors and patterns ranged in a wide variety, and Tira's was a deep orange with black stripes, and some white areas like a tiger's fur.

Tira paused under a tree with enough cover to block most of the rain, to pull a map out of her pack and open it to look it over. "I know the town was marked as being somewhere around here. We can't be that far off."

 

[Turtlepower]

The blade responded with a humiliated gasp. He was actually very bothered by her response. " rrrg... My word, how repudnant. I will have you know that many an important man has weilded me. I have been weilded by kings, heros, mages, great thieves. But oh, that doesnt make me worth keeping. I AM JUST AN OVERSISED PAPER WEIGHT! WHO CARES THAT I CAN SLICE THROUGH STONE, SHEILD YOU FROM MAGIC, CURE MOST WOUNDS, AILMENTS, AND UNHOLY CURSES! PFFT SO WHAT I CAN EVEN HARM EVIL CREATURES! I AM JUST A WHORTHLESS OLD SWORD!...... ok..ok.. I am done." The sword then took a deep breath. Or at least what sounded like one.

As you examin the map. You see that the town you were thinking of was close by. Riverton, a quiet little town. It was only a 5 minute walk down this road, then take a right. And after 10 more minutes. Walla. A quiet town to sleep in for the night. If it wasnt for your annoying traveling companion. It would be perfect. But saddly. You must listen to this "Ah smart kitty after all. Ithink it is high time we take a long nap in a warm room,at an inn. With a cosy fire...And... Well, what are you waiting for. Lets go! And when i say lets, i mean you." He then softly whispers, in a mocking way. "In case you cant tell... I am a sword." He then chuckles a bit. And begins to whistle an old tune. It really was times like this, where even the sword wonders. Why me? Or, in his perspective. why her? You see, a sword of his caliber ...Cant just be picked up. He must be bound to the weilder. Or else... Well there will be lots of blood, and crying, a missing hand. So it is not easy to obtain him. He must pick you.

Much like Excalibure. No one can pull him from stone... except Arthure. Whom was worthy. Except with this. He chose her. Of course Alibaster regrets the decision. But he always had a knack for sensing greatness. He sensed it in her. And still feels as though she will do great things with him. He just enjoys fucking with her along the way. So even if she gets on his nerves. Or if he gets on hers. Even if he finds her to be a simpleton at times. Or she finds him anoying. They are bound together. And need each other. Even if only Alibaster can see it.

 

[Ecchi Kunoichi]

Tira sighs as the blade goes on its rant, rather loudly to her annoyance. "Okay, fine, I'm sorry.. You can just get on my nerves so much sometimes..." She lets out another heavy sigh, looking the map over closely. "Hmmm.. I think we're around.. here. So the town should be just... that way." She points and then starts walking again, putting the map back into her pack and drawing the cloak more tightly around herself. "Soft bed, warm fire... Yeah, that does sound nice." She very nearly began purring at the thought, but held back.

She often wondered herself why this sword seemed attached to her. When she found it, she thought it was just a normal, albeit rather fancy and decorative sword. Then it had started talking to her, which at first she thought was just awesome, until it just wouldn't shut up. And anyone that tried to take it from her, or touch it seemed to get a rather nasty surprise. So far it seemed as if she was the only one ever able to wield it, perhaps the only one even able to own it. Which of course meant her threats of giving the sword to someone else were quite empty.

It wasn't long before she was walking into that small town, looking around slowly. Few were likely to be out due to the rain, and so she just headed right for the building that seemed to be the local tavern, to step inside and glance around to see who might be inside.

 

[Turtlepower]

Alibaster was greatfull for your apology. And whistled, and hummed even louder. Just for you. As you walk into the tavern, another bolt of lightning comes crashing down. By the sound of it, this one was close. Even the sound of thunder did not get most peoples attention. Most payed very little heed to the new comer. And continued with their shouting and drinking. Their seemed to be some kind of party, and by the looks of it a rather lively one. They all wore identicle armor, and weapons. The armor was black, with thin red rings painted on each finger. The chest of each armor was engraved with a white skull, that portrudes with jaged teeth. The biggest, and seemingly most important, had a large skull shaped helmet. Identicle to the one on their chest's. He almost imediately noticed you. And stared with cold eyes. He watched you, as if you would attack at any given momment. Sending uneasy chills into the air. "Lets whatch that guy closely, ok Tira? He seems to be of the nasty sort." Said Alabaster, in an uneasy tone.

There was another here. Whom seemed rather out of place. A young man sat in the corner. He had brown hair and deep green eyes. He ocasionaly looked your way, to see what the scary looking gentleman was starring at. And ocasionaly looking at mister big and scary with anger and furry. "Whatle it be." the bartender asked. He seemed tired and a bit over worked. But was a bit rude with his tone. "I dont like this place Tira...Just...Just tread carefully." Alibaster was still uneasy. Which was a sure sign something was about to happen. Just hopefully not to you.

 

[Ecchi Kunoichi]

Tira moved slowly through the tavern, taking not of all the armored thugs who seemed to be having a good time. She took particular notice of that one with the helmet that stared at her, as well as noticing the other man, the young looking one who looked her way, and seems to stare daggers at mr. big armored and scary.

She pads her way up to the counter of the bar, looking to the man behind it that asked what she wanted. She fished around in a pouch, to pull out some coins. "A room for the night.. and some mi-" She paused, just about ordering her favorite beverage, milk... but in a crowd like this, that might make her seem like some kind of weak push over to be taken advantage of. "Mead..." Yeah, nice save.. she thought so anyway.

She turns to glance around again as she waits on her drink, wanting to keep an eye on things in case anything went south. Between the large armored man, and the younger guy who glared at him.. she felt a nasty bar fight was only a dirty look away... thus she purposely kept her own looks from looking dirty, trying not to seem like she wanted to fight... because she really didn't, against this many.

 

[Turtlepower]

The bartender smiles, then gives her a small laugh. "Want some milk with that missy?" He asked playfully. He then turned to grab a large pitcher, and poured it into a mug. "Here you go." The bartender then went back to cleaning. Wiping down counters, and sweeping the floor. Sudenly the once lively party turns quiet. As the large man walks your way. "What are you?" He asked harshly. With a deep grumbled voice. "Your no brooding elf. No hobit either. Your not even a demon. Ive seen lots of filth. But no manner of filth such as you. What are you? Some kind of monstrausity of sorcery? A mutation of magic? Whatever you are. I want to know now."

The man then began to reach for his sword. Gripping the hilt in anticipation. "This guy is a raceist bastered. Be carefull. Something is off about him." Alibaster said. More nervouse then ever.

The boy from before then sprung from his seat. Runing up to the large man with a knife. His knife came down on the mans chest. "Leave her alone!" The boy screams. But the man did not bleed. In fact, not even his black armor did not suffer a scratch. Much to the boys surprise, the blade split into two. "Bastard." The man said as he back handed the poore boy. "So bartender. What were you saying again? Oh that you werent housing my run away mage!" If the man was not mad before, then he is pissed off now. "But..."

"By the honor of my queen, Ihereby sentence you to death. For treason". The man then through his own knife into the bartenders chest. "Shit! Itold you things are going down. By the looks of it, us and your hero over their are next! We need to do something now!" Alibaster said in fear. A whiney, scared sword is all you have between you and 10 heavily armed men. Odds are not very good for you here.

 

[Ecchi Kunoichi]

Tira pouts some at the bar tender's remark, just shaking her head a bit. Ohhh how she would LOVE some delicious, creamy milk right now. But no, she had an image to maintain.. sort of. She picks up the mug of mead when it's poured for her to lift it and take a tiny sip. She couldn't go too heavy on this stuff since, well... she was a bit of a lightweight. Literally... most human women were at minimum half a head taller than her. But her smaller stature did leave her more agile, faster, able to slip into tighter spaces.. so it wasn't all bad. She just wouldn't be winning any drinking contests anytime soon.

She turns when the armored man walks up and speaks at her, peering out at him from under her hood. She frowns as he speaks, not at all liking his tone or rude manner. "Both of those guesses are wrong. I'm not sure I want to te-" She's cut off as the young man jumps up and attempts stabbing the armored man with a dagger, which just splits in two. Tira's head drops into her hand and she breathes a sigh. "Idiot.."

She expected the man would cut the boy down then and there, and it was no concern of Tira's if he did. But what did happen surprised her. She blinks as the man says something about a run away mage, and looks to the boy curiously.. A mage? That was interesting. Not a very SMART one though, to go attacking an armored brute with only a dagger. If he was a mage he should have at least used magic. She blinks again though, her golden eyes going wide as the man accuses the bar tender of treason, and tosses a knife into his chest. "Oh well great... so much for a nice warm bed tonight..." She quickly takes another gulp of her drink before turning to dash toward the young man, trying to grab him and weave her way through the various armored men to get to the door.

 

[Turtlepower]

"EAT OUR DUST YOU CHEEKY BASTARDS!" Alibaster shouted as you sprinted off, the young mage over your shoulder. "Catch them." The armored man shouted, as they all took chase. But none were a match for you. Whom ran exceptionaly well through the rain. As for your pursuers , most slipped and fell in the mud, the rest didnt make it much farther. You have the advantage, bare feet versus their armored boots. "Ha ha, you see them fall? It was like dominos. A glorios site, victory is sweet."

The boy slowly came back into reality. Waking up from his nap... "Y..You call running victory?" He said as he rubbed his head. fully aware, and excepting that you were holding him. "Well, it is. It is always a victory when you still draw breath... Wait a second. You heard me! Tira, he can hear me!" The boy laugheda bit to himself. "Of course i can, I am a mage of alteration. Just like my parents." He said, As he began to get comfy in your arms.

Mages are born, not made. Only a select few born with magic in their veins can learn its arts. As for the boy he seemed only 15. Barely old enough to reach a fith level of knowledge. "Well, that doesnt explain much other then your a crafter." Alibaster said in confusion. "Well if I can craft something like you, ican hear something like you. It is a basic second level spell, Any way this seems like a opertune time to set me down."

 

[Ecchi Kunoichi]

Tira keeps running until they're out in the forest, away from the town. She huffs and pants lightly before she sets the young man down. Her advantage was in speed and agility, not strength, so carrying someone all the way out here while moving as fast as she can winded her pretty good. She leans over, placing her hands on her knees as she continues to huff and pant, before finally catching her breath.

"So you're... a mage? Seem pretty young. And you can hear Alibaster?" She sighs a bit. "Well at least I know I'm not crazy then." She then blinks and gives a little grin. "Hey, you think you might know of some spell to shut him up then? Now that would be really impressive." She slowly looks him over, her expression turning thoughtful. "Well.. we just gave up any hope of sleeping in a bed tonight, or having a good meal... So, what exactly did you do to piss those guys off so much? OTHER than charging that big guy with only a dagger like a complete idiot..."

 

[Turtlepower]

"Ha, ya i bet you wish i could shut him up." The mage said, as he sat against a tree. "Well, I can see how apreciative you both are of my company . I will just give you all the silent treatment then...." Alibaster then made a hmff sound, as he pretends to ignore you. "My name is Jesse.." He said as he started to explain himself. The boy then took a deep breath, trying to grasp the words he wanted to say... "He killed my parents..." He said bluntly. As he stood up, and began to get some sticks together.

"Three years ago. When I was twelve, i woke up in a cage.. No answers, no one to be there but my mom. All I could get from her, before they took her. Was that some men came from the middle of the night. They tried to take us, and dad fought back. He was killed , and we were taken any way. I became a slave... Toiling my life away at there mines. Knowing nothing of my moms fate except, that she was taken into the castle. Never understood what they meant. There was no castle there. I just assumed she got it easy, became a maid or something... Until a month ago. I was working, when i heard the warden and a guard talking. They talked about a new batch of mages..And..." The boy dropped all the sticks in a pile below his feet... He sat down, and began to put them together in a neat stack. Something was wrong. You couldnt see his face in the darkness, but he was acting odd. It was not until he flicked his fingers, Making a fire. That you see he was crying. Silently trying to mask his emotions... "I learned that their leader.. Their queen sacrificed mages... They are called the Order Of Robur. Their queen, Dahlia is a powerhungry bitch of a necromancer.. She sacrifices mages for their souls. To make her stronger, better, immortal. I dont know why they never took me, maybe i was not powerful enough for her to bother.. The man who killed my father is her right hand man. His name is Potestus. Latin for power.. A racist, perverted basterd. Who enjoys inflicting pain. He must have some kind of spell, or enchantment protecting him from that knife, or else i would have killed him for finding me... He was here looking for me.. Yes the bartender was hiding me... So ya, I killed that man by attacking Potestus... But i hated him so much i...I!.... Im sorry I brought you into all this..."

The boy then wiped away his tears. And began to warm himself more by his magic fire. The rain then began to cease. And with it the boy grew some determination. "Thank you for saving me, and listening. But..Would i be asking to much if i wanted to travel with you? I can pull my own weight. And there can be lots of uses for a mage. Even if it is as simple as making things."

Alibaster finally spoke. Breaking his vow of silence he made a minute ago. "Poor lad... Lets keep him, he could make a great pet- I mean companion..."