Gilda Venus vs Firmament Heros - RPLOG

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21/9/475

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Lady Ironsoul sits on a pew outside the orphange in full armor signing a few papers carried by a heavy folk bear messenger of the crown, "Yes Yes. And right here?" She takes a few fliers from the bear and sends him on his way. She looks out to see if anyone answered her fliers regarding the criminal.

Bite slithers up to her good friend and smiles. "Hey there sssweetie I heard you need help?" she hisses and flashes her dagger and a smile, then preps for a random hug if it is incoming.

Mazurek is one of the first to arrive. This time around he has chosen to walk instead of fly. He's in his usual attire of just shorts. No armor, no weapons. He's known for being an unarmed combatant by now.

That big armadillo fellow Walden wanders in toward the orphanage. Wanders might even be an accurate word; he looks almost like he's lost. But seeing the familiar sight of the orphanage, his expression brightens, and he jogs on over to the assembling group with a grin. "L-Lady Kilsa! I heard- I'm here about- Well, I just figured, um... I might be able to help. With the wanted person? I mean, that is, if it's okay. I don't really want to impose," he stammers nervously, looking from person to person. He's in his chain mail and has his supply pack with his medical kit tucked under his arm.

Kilsa nodded to the snake with a very serious gaze before moving like lightening and hugging her tightly, "I'm glad to have you aboard, Bite!!!" She turned to Mazurek, "Sir Mazurek." She gave him a curt nod and a friendly smiled and hugged the bare chested lizard still a little daunted by his sheer size considering how tall she is herself. She looked to Walden and reached out to give him a findly handshake careful not to hurt the timid creature. "I'm glad to have you all, I know your used to me being more of a explorer of ruins and mines but this criminal is one that irks me to the core and I would sooner see her dealt with myself. We are hunting Gilda Venus, A Growing folk of extreme magical talent, I've been getting reports of her setting up an operation in shanty town. She is wanted for murder, gross misuse of divine math, kidnapping, thieft, and oddly enough one single count of defacing the castle when she was a child." She looked over the Dossier of the criminal. "She is a large Venus Flytrap with bright blue eyes and normally dressed in red and gold robes." She fininshed.

Bite giggles upon recieving the hug and looks to the others in the group. "We'll take care of him sssweeetie, that is quite the record of crime, they must be dangerous to have kept away from the guard so long. Where can we find them?" she hisses curiously.

The large, ten foot Iguana-dragon settled to his knees to reduce the height difference before wrapping his arms around Kilsa to return the hug, holding her a little longer than necessary. He doesn't rise to his feet again quite yet, turning his attention to Bite to remark, "Female, not male." He then addresses Walden, "Are you sure you're up for this, friend? You look ready to faint right out of your plates."

Walden is all too happy to shake Kilsa's hand. He gives a firm grip himself; Kilsa's the rare sort of person he doesn't feel like he has to worry about hurting. And that's to say nothing of Mazurek, of course. "So all around sort of a bad pumpkin," the big shelled farmboy says. "N-no, I mean y-yes, of course I'm to it! I've gotta.... this is important, so that's why I'm here," he says, standing up straight and tall. "I'm not afraid to get into a fight if needed. I'm built tough, you know. But don't worry, I'll focus on what I'm best at."

Kilsa smiled widely, "You can find her in shanty town, I paid through the nose to have danny give me the heads up on anyone matching her Discription. I got a message from him a day ago telling me that he found her operation in a hovel only three miles from his shop. Apperently he is pretty upset that user of boring math is trying to take 'his district.'" Kilsa smiled, "I might not like that garden weed danny much but as far as shanty town goes he is the best." She looked at everyone, "I want you to be prepared for what might happen, Gilda is a master of Earth math but has been known to use water math as well. Get ready for a fight as if you were facing a dozen mages." She pulled out a her hammer and turned, "Lets go to shanty town for a little talk with Miss Venus." She begin walking to the Firmament gates.

Bite giggles, her current understanding of earth and water slightly better from a little side venture. She hugs Kilsa on the move and follows closely. She checks that har knife is sharp and smirks, prepping an explosives spell to let off harmlessly overehead on the way.

The Iguana-dragon can't help but look quite amused at the Armadillo while he tries to not stumble over his own words. He reaches out and rubs the other male's head, caressing slowly, "Just calm yourself as best you can and you won't stumble over your sentences, friend. Let it all come naturally." When it comes time for the group to move out he drops to all fours and proceeds to follow along, "Earth and water maths? I think I need to study up on all of that." He peers up at the explosions that the snake sets off, adding some of his own in the form of a few blasts of lightning via breath-weapon. Pretty lights here.

Walden seems very interested in this. He seems more alert and attentive suddenly. "Water and Earth? My favorite kinds," he says, laughing quietly. He shoots a curious glance and a smile at Bite, amused by her use of magic. "That's so neat," he says with a little chuckle. "Heh. I just... I mess with a bit of Earth..." He can't help but stare at Mazurek in sheer awe, though he does his best to keep up. Sometimes he has to jog a little.

Mazurek notes their newer companion is having issues keeping up and goes so far as to offer him a ride on his back during the trip...

The badger shakes her head at the noisy duo, "I swear....." She exits the gates with a nod from the guards not really paying much attention to the minor noble. A little further and they reach the outskirts of Shanty town, the first site to great them is a dead Apostate rat in the street. "I swear this place needs to be cleaned up." Kilsa remarked a child goat walked up to the body and checked his pockets before groaning at the lack of crown and kicking the rodent. "Keep your eyes out for hovel with a yellow rotted door. Danny says that is the place she is using as a hideout." Kilsa said as all around the group folk watched each of the groups movements. Hatred burning in thier eyes.

Bite does exactly that, looking around for any doors that stand out as such. She preps a little fire magic and looks confident as she does so, trying to deter any muggings.

Walden didn't look terribly comfortable with the idea of flying. "I... I'll stay on the ground sir, but thank you," he says with a little chuckle. As they come to Shanty Town, Walden's jovial mood takes a turn for the worse. He goes eerily quiet, staring at the dead body, then the attempted looting. He does manage to say, "I... I wish I could help," to Kilsa. He starts peeking around, not wanting to miss this door.

The dragon is by no means worried over the fact that the group is leaving something of a message to everything around stating 'we are coming,' considering the fact that three of the group are well-established warriors of some sort. The hatred in the onlookers' eyes is noted, but his focus is on searching for the hovel in question. It should stand out quite well amidst all the browns and such, plus they were given specific directions anyway. Quite belatedly to the Armadillo he finally remarks, "I'm not flying, friend. It would be foolish to do so when I could miss our target. The offer is still open if you wish it. Just be careful of the scales. I've been told they can chafe if you're not prepared." Iguana scales are sandpaper-like one way yet smooth the other.

The yellow door doesn't take them long to find. The hovel is strange and looks....well nice for a change. The entire building is covered in dozens of different plants and small trees, A large tree on the roof shakes and sends down water for the rest of the plants. It seems almost as if a little slice of paradise just grew outta shanty town. The plants glow with a warm hue and beckon anyone to touch them, the draw seems the strongest on Mazurek.

Bite hisses "Get back!" as she lets loose her prepped fire spell on the plants.

Mazurek had not eaten in a few hours, but that would be normal for him. After reaching their destination he finds himself quite...mesmerized by the sight of so many plants amidst the dripping artificial shower. He takes a deep breath to take in the scents and he rumbles softly before beginning to approach one. He doesn't reach for it with a hand but rather the thing that is closest to it given his current orientation: his muzzle. He's intending to at least sniff, if not taste, the plant. The shout doesn't seem to have gotten through to his bewitched mind.

Walden hops back quickly, not being one to argue with a hissing serpent with pyrotechnics. But when he sees Mazurek NOT stepping back, he lets out a gasp of horror. "Mazurek, NO!" he shouts, leaping after the really big fella, aiming a nasty knuckle-assisted punch his way!

The large plant on top lashes out like a furious octopus, the vines are thick as Bites armor and wrap around Mazurek quickly yet extremely gently. One of the vines intercepts Walden and wraps around his arm before lifting him up and flinging him to ground before joining the rest of the vines in capturing Mazurek. Kilsa attempt to smash the plant with her hammer only to recieve the same treatment as Walden and end up being face first in the dirt. A flower opens up into a deep maw and the vines begin to drag him to the roof while still singing the beautiful song to him, attempting to keep his mind in a daze.

Bite tenses up and then preps her magic, a special spell that Kilsa crafted for her. She preps the detonation of flames and lets it wash over the mass of plants.

Mazurek's eyes are mostly closed while he is being grasped by the plant. He doesn't even register the fact that the others are trying to help him at all, and even his wings become quite useless once the tendrils have wrapped around him tightly. He looks upward as he is being lifted and he ends up smiling rather stupidly at it. Despite it being obvious to the others that he is in danger, his mind does not see it as such. Instead he sees a beautiful flower opening and he twitches and cranes his neck toward it to eagerly attempt to at least smell it. Would he even be aware of the sudden warmth from below? His shorts aren't fireproof and if the heat is high enough he's probably going to be losing them.

Walden picks himself up off the ground, grumbling irritably. "What the heck was that?" he asks fairly rhetorically, brushing himself off. And then, he sees Mazurek getting dragged along as well as the flames whooshing into action. "W-what? No! Wake up, dang it!" He lacks ranged weaponry, and he's not the best jumper... so he does the only thing he can think of. He grabs a Dulling Potion and hurls it at Mazurek. "PRIVATE LUNCH, GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE!" he yells furiously. Sort of furiously. He's shaking in fear, and he looks to Bite and Kilsa for guidance.

The plant catches on fire for a moment before a sick crunch is heard of the last victim and the plant squirts water in all directions putting itself out. The plant fires a large group of needle thin thorns at Bite in relatiation, Kilsa jumps the way with her hand over her face to take the brunt of the damaging and only gets a few stabs for her trouble. "You ok?" She asked as she blocked a second wave, "That stings alot!" She grunted as the plant dragged Mazureks head closer to the gaping and dripping flower. "Mazurek!!" She yell between waves of needles. The plants seemed to have ignored Walden for moment.

Bite hisses and squirms back, her mind calculating how to keep her in the back and out of harms way. She nods and begins prepping an explosion, planning to tear the tree asunder by force. She appreciates her badger friend more because this is her chance, it's trying to feed.

The explosions below definitely cause the dragon's shorts to begin smoking due to just how much flames are produced. They aren't nearly as resistant to elemental magics as he is and they're likely to be going first. Maz doesn't even notice anything going on below him, and he even begins to pull against the restraints with the sole intent of drawing himself closer to the pod. He is sniffing and even salivating, trying his darndest to get a whiff of that wonderful scent.

Walden looks around quickly, trying to think of something, anything he can do to help. He looks at his fists with their metal-plated knuckles, then glares at the disgusting plant thing. He stomps a foot down and shouts, "Release him! You can't have him!" and charges to pound at the nearest, hopefully most vulnerable looking piece of the plant thing he can find.

The armadillo hits a plusing red tree which cause the plant to screech and vomit up a dry corpse of a small tiger girl. The plant grumble a bit and the flower turn to Walden and breaths out a black could of spores in his direction that stings his eyes and block his vision. The vines around Mazurek begin to grow thorns and attempt to peirce his hide with little success before lifting him over the flower with a bit of a struggle and attempts to swallowing him whole as it starts to wilt from all the abuse its suffered. Kilsa is grunting looking like a cactus from all the pins in her arms. "Biiiiitee..... Any time you want to set this creature on fire....? I'm kinda feeling a little tired from blood loss." She complained as a plan mananged to score a few hits to her face. "Creator cursed creature!!"

Bite hurries and throws off another spell of flames, doing her best make it a very hot one that won't be doused with a mere shake. "I'm trying sssweetie it's a tough one." she says as she throws it off to the creature.