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(This will be the beginning section for the rp, once sufficient profiles are set up and we are ready to begin. The story will likely center around a number of small groups or parties, in a very DnDesc manner. It's recommended to use a location and company section to keep track of where you are and who you're with.)

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Taimi was quiet while walking through some unknown forest. She hated to admit it, but she was kinda lost. All because of she got curious and wanted to explore it. Well, it wasn't the first time it happened, and it certainly wouldn't be the last time.

She stopped when spotting some herbs by a tree. Might as well pick some, she thought. As she knelt by them, she noticed some movement between the trees. Was someone else there? A person? A monster? Or maybe a spirit? She stayed quiet, wanting to be sure it was someone or something safe before maybe approaching.

Alexander Jericho

The young man of elven descent carefully slipped through the evening forest, keeping his movements slow and steady. He doubted running into anyone or anything in the night would be a good thing. The moon's light slipped through the trees in many pale streams. as his bright eyes focused through the darkness. He glanced back and forth as he slipped in deeper. He had managed to keep his breathing under control, leaning his stinging form into the bark for a moment. He looked towards the ground shaded from the moonlight, noticing much of it was speckled with many small plants of various species and types. He took a moment to kneel down, examining them more closely.

"T..these are...Adder's Tongue, All-Heale, Aloe..." There was a large array of herbs and other plants with useful properties here, where the forest met field and mountain. He glanced over the one of the bushes, noticing recognizable blackberries. He pressed his arm to his side for but a moment, before beginning together the various plants, pulling out a small bag to begin picking any of the plants that bore the medicinal properties he would need.

All while he did this, he was unaware, at least at first, as something had taken notice of his presence. A being of the night was drawn to the scent of his blood, and would be drawn to him, even over other potential prey. As he picked some of the herbs and berries, he paused, looking out as he heard the faint shifting of leaves from off around him. He narrowed his eyes and he searched for signs of movement. He felt it, something in the air not far off, with a touch of magical nature.
His gaze glanced back down as he grabbed a few Laumspur leaves, plucking them quickly from the red flower. He quickly shoved them into his mouth, biting down, as the juices began to flow from them. He chewed slowly as he stood, slipping them into his cheek as he stood. A gentle warmth flowed down his throat, seeming straight to his wounded side, and along his form, to his various cuts, bruises and scrapes. The pain throughout his body began to dampen, as his movements were less stiff. Their healing effects were quitet minimal in this state, but they would relieve the pain enough for him to function, and fight if he need be.

With his cheek partially stuffed by leaves, his closed his bag, slipping it into his robes, before lowering his hand to his sword. He turned his head quickly, searching for the source of the movement he had glanced for the glint and flash of eyes staring back at him, listening for foot steps and breathing. Finally, he spoke up. "Who's there?" He called out with his courage returning to face whatever was nearby.

≡ With the intoxicating scent of fresh blood lingering in the air, it was enough to draw in all her senses, fueling the natural predatory instincts that came with what she was. However, the female vampire maintained her calm composure from within the shadows, not yet making any sudden moves. Her observant ruby eyes carefully tracked each movement the blonde haired male made, as Celeste patiently awaited for an opportune moment to strike to present itself.

Her sensitive hearing, similar to that of a bat's, remained attuned to listening to the slightest of sounds around where she remained in hiding. Judging by his words, Celeste knew that he was searching for herbs to heal himself. She detected a slight change in the scent of his blood, one that was of a sweetened herbal quality, and was able to infer to herself that whatever herbs he'd found had taken effect. Celeste instinctively began to lower herself towards the ground, hiding in the shadows of the trees, though froze the moment that he called out towards her general direction. Celeste did not dare reply, not yet wanting to give away her location, a fleeting look of surprise shifting across the delicate features of her face.

Her surprise soon turned to relief the moment that the other female Celeste had spotted earlier, answered the call instead. Knowing that this could possibly act in her favor to provide a distraction, Celeste remained where she was, shifting part of her focus to the very shadows themselves. The darkness in the area began to gradually become heavier, similar to that of a thick fog, trying to drown out any remaining shreds of light. As she did so, Celeste started to slowly circle closer to where they stood, moving in silence from within the darkness.



☽ Location: Standing near the group xx Attire: Leather dress and crimson cloak x ☾ Company: Others in the forest





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The Spires? How in the world did I get that lost, she wondered. Even the monks had told her to stay away if possible. After a moment of thinking, she started to suspect her last, brief traveling companion who loved using magic to play pranks on others. Maybe before they went separated ways, she used such spell to send Taimi to a different forest without her realizing it. That was a possibility.

"To be honest, I got unexpectedly lost," she replied. "And I wasn't really tracking you. I spotted you a mere moment ago, and I wanted to be sure if it was safe to approach and ask for directions."

She then got as confused as him when something strange started to happen. Maybe this was a bad idea after all, she thought. "It's not me." If it wasn't him, then who else was there? Worried, she reached into her bag to grab the light-stone, hoping it would work in this kind of darkness.

Alexander Jericho

The traveling woman gave a simple, straightforward explanation. It was unexpected in just little effort was put into it. Was she really trying to deceive him with such an answer. His narrowed eyes, before having been distracted by the shift in shadows would scan her for a moment, looking for a sign that she was trying to trick him, or lie to him, or intended to attack. Yet no such signs appeared in the scant few seconds before they were enveloped in shadows.

The traveler reassured him that she was not the cause, and as he himself was left blinded by it, it seemed apparent she was just as confused as him. She drew forth a stone of magical light, the light of which reached him only in trickles through the darkness. Yet it's magical strength wasn't enough to pierce strong to penetrate far, forming but a small bubble of light around here.

Alexander's vision grew darker still beyond his dark vision. The greys shifted, darker and darker, until his sight withdrew, as if he was staring into a black fog. This was magical darkness, more than simply moving shadows, or pushing away light, it actively halted all natural light from entering it, and require light of a magical nature to overcome it. It turned darkness into a substance itself.


Then, though the darkness, Alex heard a silky speak through the fog. The feminine words reassured them, telling them it intended to "take what it needs" for it's own sake. Alex gripped his his sword tightly, turning his head, his elven ears listening as he began to whisper arcane words. He heard almost nothing faint movements so silent, he could hardly make them out under his own breathing and heartbeat.

Then he heard it, the faintest sound of the bend of grass under light feet, directly behind him. Unable to finish his spell before this moment, Alexander turned around quickly through the darkness, drawing his blade quickly, swinging his arm and sword out to strike at whomever had snuck up on him.
This close, he was much more likely to elbow her in the face, but he struck out in his defense. "I'm not afraid...!" He called out through the darkness. "...and I am no one's prey!" A faint glow began to form in his eyes, as his own magics started to take affect.