BatStory - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
Participants
Date
3/4/476
Log
The noon sun is high in sky as a Bat Child speak with a large armor badger who passes him a blazing pair of swords with hooks on the tip. The Child nods to the Badger who pets him and walks back toward the Orphanage, The child is wearing a small folk clan seal but appears to be quite underage to have on, he is currently standing where the meeting place was mention in the note looking around nervously as a old beaver male with a turban stands behind him. "Calm your nerves child you cannot seem weak to those who would seek your employ." The pair waits to be approached.
Walking up in her battledress, Mirana thinks about this. She did promise to take it easy... she did say that she wouldn't endanger herself as much anymore, and she did know that she wasn't entirely... well, but she felt she needed to do this, that she wanted to and it was for Kilsa after all right? As she walks up to them, Mira curtseys to Kilsa, the beaver, and the bat child. "Good afternoon my Lady, and hello there, Lady Mirana Solacious, here to help?" She says wondering exactly what she will be doing.
Sierra is walking alongside her golem, a large, lightly armored golem with what looks like a meathook bolted to it's left hand and sharp claws on the right. The lioness is dressed pretty heavily with her eyes covered and the cloak pulled to block more of the light. She raises a white furred arm and waves to them, then calls out, "This the place hiring? I need to do some field tests anyway." Looking to Mirana, she then adds, "You still a bit loopy there?"
Angus was not far behind Mirana as he strapped on his crossbow and tugged on his weapons belt. He eyed his sister, a little worried that she insisted on coming here. Walking up to the small group he gives a slight bow, and smiled. "Lord Angus Solacious, of the lightbringer unit. At your service." He winced slightly as he added his title in, still not very fond of it as he looked at the others with curiosity.
Rainer has his hands behind his head and his eyes on the clouds as he brings up the rear of the fox parade, tail swaying lazily behind him. Only once they've stopped does he bother to glance down, rolling his jaw as if he was chewing something and then spitting off to an unoccupied piece of street, then chiming in with his own introduction: "Rainer." Then, aside to the todd he mumbles, "I hope you packed extra food. Yer sis looks ready to pop out a kid or three at any second, and I'm not sharin' -my- lunch with 'em when it happens."
The badge give a wave and continues on her way, "Good day Mirana." She departs as if in a hurry, The young bat steps to the group gathered, "Hello, I assume you are heard about the mission I am giving. I am glad such a group has decided to grace me with their presence. I am Walt. I am heir to the BrightWing family fortune." The Beaver near him smiles, "This is my Caretaker and servant Albed but just call him Al for short. " The beaver nods and give a warm smile before speaking. "Master Brightwing, is currently in a dispute with his family over the family business and considering that the ugly matter of them 'disposing' of the heads of the Brightwing family they wish to settle this with a duel. We have agreed but we do not trust them to keep their word of no violence before hand so we seek the aid of the freeswords to protect the Young Master and myself until we have reached the family battlegrounds. Can we trust in you to do so?"
Mirana leans on her staff a bit after Kilsa departs and listens about, "Sierra... I should be fine, but thank you for your concern." She says then turns to Angus, "I'll be ok Brother, trust me." She didn't actually trust herself but, hoped that everything would be ok. Then she glares at Rainer, "Are... you calling me fat? And trust I have PLEANTY of provisions." She says, hefting her pack on her shoulders a bit. Then she pays attention to the good bat before her. She nods a few times, "Of course we will do our best, you have my word that as long as I may stand, no harm will come to Walt." She says, and turns again to the other to see what they will say.
Sierra checks a few bags hanging from the golem's back, secured with chains and a bit of improversation. She then presses her ear to the golem, pops a panel and begins to fish around inside for something while she says, "If you go funny in the head again I can try to beat it out of you, percussive maintenance was always useful." She bites her tongue, pushing her arm further into the golem, then lets out a bit of a yelp and jerks her hand free as the noise stops. Shaking her hand, she then waves to the others and adds, "I'm Sierra by the way and I'll do my best to protect you."
Angus gives Rainer a rather curious look, quirking an eyebrow as he holds up his pack in one hand. "Knowing you Rainer you will probably eat mine as well." He mutters, giving him a light smile. He then turns back to young bat and listens to his story, giving a slight not. "That sounds...a little overzealous if you ask me. But never the less you asked for our aid and we are glad to give it." His ears twitch and he turns to Sierra before he returns the wave. "Hello there, I'm Angus."
"I'm a growing boy." is all he has to say to Angus, thrusting his lip out in a pout, only to startle to full height when Mirana turns to bear on him. "Well, no, that wouldn't really be fair." Rainer seriously considers the question posed to him by the vixen. He brings an index finger to his bottom lip and holds it there as he logics it out, "After all, you've got who knows how many little guys floatin' around in your belly. It's probably one of -them- that's fat." Confident in this reasoning, he gives a cheerful nod, before turning his attention on Sierra. "Hey, try not to get yourself maimed -before- the maiming starts."
"Its is a pleasure to meet each of you." The bat comments and nods, "I feel like I should be very safe with each of you." The beaver nods along with him, "Please come along we have a cart prepared." It doesn't take much work before the group is lead to a very modest looking cart with some of the most study looking steeds. Math covers the cart from top to bottom, "I've spent month researching and perfecting the Brightwing cart. Don't let its appreance fool you, This cart can do just about everything but fly." The youth says proudly. As the ride takes off there is a feeling of dread coming from pair as the Beaver drives the cart. They have already made it to the forest to the west making good time as the sun begins to set. Walt takes seat in the lotus position trying to fight the impending feeling of dread as the woods steadly get darker.
Mirana looks about and takes a seat in the cart. "I wonder what it would take to make it fly too..." she thinks idlely. She waits for everyone else to get in, but as Rainer would try to do so, she'd try to bat his shin with her staff, while looking away. When Sierra gets on, she'd say, "Well, if I do go a little... crazy, feel free to bind me, hold me down, do whatever you need to do." As the cart goes on, she'd chatter gently with everyone, "And Angus, we need to do something to get Arimia to like you a bit more, I mean.." Her ears twitch as she looks about, then, makes sure to poke Angus with her staff a moment, starting to sign to him as she speaks, "excuse me, I mean if she is my commander, then she is going to have to at least be able to be in the same room with you without trying to bash your head in, or make you hit the floor."
