Creator Reunion - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
Participants
Date
7/7/476
Log
The airship requested lands at the docks of Shralesta, and the crew immediantely start working to get ready to take off shortly after. A priest in light robes with amny other lesser priests work to keep the crowds away, "Make way! Make way for the Creators!" and in robes of thier own, two of the Creators walk along, these two looking worse for their experience here. Waving back to the beings they speak and are easily understood, "Thank you, thank you, we are eager to return to our people." Mirana sits on the deck of the ship, barely contained excitement plain on her face as she waits for the Creators to come up aboard.
The airship requested lands at the docks of Shralesta, and the crew immediantely start working to get ready to take off shortly after. A priest in light robes with amny other lesser priests work to keep the crowds away, "Make way! Make way for the Creators!" and in robes of thier own, two of the Creators walk along, these two looking worse for their experience here. Waving back to the beings they speak and are easily understood, "Thank you, thank you, we are eager to return to our people." Mirana sits on the deck of the ship, barely contained excitement plain on her face as she waits for the Creators to come up aboard.
Ictus looks over at the crowd as the creators head towards the airship, with the recent happenings with the creators he met, he has very disillusioned with them, "Wonder how they got seperated..." he looks over the creators curiously
Having never been on an airship before, a lion walks around the deck with an eager pace, his muzzle looking here and there with near child-like wonder. His rather expensive looking coat flows in the wind as various "Oohs," and "Ahs," escape from his muzzle from various ship inspections. "Never been in one of these before," Dio exclaims, a large smile beaming upon his scarred expression. Looking around, he spots Mira sitting on the deck and soon makes his way over towards the vixen. "Ya look rather excited, lassie. I remember ya said you were a priestess when we first met?"
Wulf has been sitting on the rigging the whole trip, being out of the way as she watched the land and sea roll on underneath them. The Husky is humming as they land and watches the creators head aboard. Mirana was given an odd look, she'll have to ask what changed her so much later. "I still can't believe i never noticed that the creator ship moved to The Firmament.
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Kendra is doing her best not to bother or socialize with anyone. shes spending her time polishing her gauntlets a bit more then needed while standing off in a corner hood up hiding her face while she whistles softly to herself
Helping her fellow priests keep the crowds back, Monique tries to catch glimpses of the creators. Her recent days have been spent working with the less fortunate as part of the church, finding the work a great way to focus and start to try and temper her red rage. The simple work, along with her time spent in the forge has not left the thylacine diminished any in stature, and any over excited citizens would likely think themselves having walked into a wall rather than a robed clergywoman.
Amelia stands straight as a board on the deck, polishing her glasses on her sleeve before replacing them on her face. She spent most of the trip there with her nose buried in her book, and that is likely how she would try to spend the trip back. "Welcome abord. We will have you back with your kin in a prompt manner."
Sveta nudges Ictus, frustrated at the sheer size of the crowd come to see the Creators off. "Can't quite believe they would leave behind two of their number so far, and for so long. It's not the sort of thing one would forget. Especially of Creators..."
As the creators board the ship, they take notice of the large group of beings here, mostly crew for the ship, "Thank you again, we've been hiding here for so long, at last some more Creators arrived." Says the male, a female keeping close behind him. They are in normal robes, no machines on them, no special marks at all. Once on board, the Captain greets them, "Welcome, welcome, lets get you two below deck, and lets get off the water again." A round of I, I captain! And the crew get to work. Mirana looks like she may pop from excitement, "Yes, I'm a Priestess of the Creator's Church! This is such an excitement! I can't wait to talk to them again." At Sveta she humms? "Oh no, these two were here long before the others. They have been trying to go home for.... well, I'm not sure how long." She smiles a bit as she looks around, almost seeming a kit herself.
Following onto the ship, now forming up as one of the escorts to the creators, Monique tries to keep her normal, gruff face on, but is struggling. Of late, the girl hasn't seen a lot of what would be called excitement and being close to a pair of the creators? Yeah, that counts as excitement.
Wulf hmmms at
Ictus hmms? at Dio and chuckles at his eagerness, "Easy now, don't fall off." he looks to Wulf and shrugs, "Neither can I." he grins a bit before looking at the somewhat familiar figure of Monique, he raises an eyebrow at her before looking to Sveta, "Indeed." then blinks at Mira as she speaks, "Oh? That's interesting." he finally looks over at Kendra and gives a friendly wave, "Hey there."
Wulf hmmms at Mirana. "Did i miss them finnaly coming out to talk to us as well? Or have they not come out of that ship yet?" She watches the two climb aboard with curiosity otherwise, the rest of her concentration set on staying in place as they lift off. "I'd suggest we get going quick before we get mobbed..."
Amelia gives the Creators a once-over before, sure enough, raising her book up to her face. "They've come out, yes. I've gotten to speak with one up close, in fact. Very interesting things to hear." She leafs through the pages, trying to find where she left off.
"Here long before the others? I can accept that they can probably hide far better than we can, but one can only wonder why they weren't so enthused to show themselves. They must have their own reasons, but..." the goshawk looks away and lets her voice trail off. "Yes, let's get going. The bigger a crowd gets, the stupider it becomes."
"Suppose it isn't everyday ya get to speak to meet the figure of your passion," Dio chuckles, rearing back a hand to gently pat Mira on the back before looking around at the others. "I know the basics of the creators, but not much more than that. Since I was a cub, we were more focused on the battle 'n' survivin'." As the creators board the ship, the lion's eyes widen, never seeing such a sight before. "Look at 'em! There so... I don't know!" He begins to walk near the escorts guarding the creators, giving them a wave and smile while walking backwards on the deck. "Hello there!" Dio shouts, attempting to catch their attention. "My name's D- Oof!" A small grunt of pain escapes the lion's muzzle as he bumps into a wall and bangs the rear of his skull.
Kendra looks up at Ictus her hood slipping off to reveal a young rather petite vixen with dark brown fur, "um.. hello there." she stutters out and blushes looking back at her gauntlets while continuing, "so um.. what are we doing here anyways? i was just randomly recruited to tag along.."
Mirana nods to Wulf "Yes! Some have come out to talk, I haven't got to talk much to them yet myself, but I hope to today! Oh, I can hardly wait." The maternal vixen seems to be all a bluster. After the two Creators are below deck, Wulf's suggestion is well taken, the plank to the dock removed and the ship propelled into the air. Mira goes below deck herself, to follow the Creators, but is quickly denied access to the room they are in, a large Hedgehog blocking her path, "Sorry Priestess, but none may enter before we arrive." she gives a soft sigh and heads back to the deck, "No, it isn't every day Dio, but I'll have to wait longer..." she says, then looks to Sveta, "Well, maybe this is why, too much attention if they show themselves?" She suggests, the ship lurches, but by now the crew of mages are far better at moving the ship. After sailing a bit away from land, they take off, fairly smoothly, but there is still some shaking.
Done with her duty of seeing the creators to their cabins, Monique pushes her cowl back and makes her way up to the deck of the ship. As a smith she is always interested in new things and a flying ship? Yeah, she can appreciate the work that went into it, particularly as she focuses herself and examines the magic in a little more detail, her own small power flaring briefly to aid her in doing so, being very careful not to interfere with the ship in any way.
Sveta considers Mirana's words. "Perhaps. Those whom the Good King invited to the lowball tournament certainly were at ease with the crowd, but I see your point, Lady Priestess." With that, she stares over the deck and into the sky, as if hoping to catch sight of something within the clouds. "The whole thing just appears a little strange to me, but I can't place my finger on what's wrong."
Kendra admires her now polished equipment for a moment slipping the oversized things back onto her hands and into her robes before she walks up to the group curious now, "you know.. ive spent like helf my life hearing about the creators but not caring who were they?"
Ictus hmms? at Wulf and chuckles as things are explained, "Indeed." then they are off! He watches as Mira goes under deck and nods to Sveta, "I suppose so." he looks back to Dio as he falls over and winces as he helps him up before he can fall overboard before he looks back to Kendra with a blink, "Oh? First job huh? We're just here to make sure nothing bad happens to the Creators." he looks to Sveta as she speaks and nods in agreement, 'It is... Odd..."
Dio rubs at his recently banged head, the pain now starting to disappear thanks to the wonderful protection his thick mane may provide against minor bumps. "That was a bit embarrassin'," He walks back to his original location to enjoy a lovely spot near the edge as they begin to lift up into the sky. "This is amazin'," he shouts, looking back towards the others. "Does seem a bit strange I suppose. Though in my mercenary days we just signed up, did the job, and got paid without askin' too many questions. Hopefully should be the same."
Wulf nods and swings off her rigging to the deck. "Welp I that sucks, I wanted to ask them a few questions." The Husky meanders over to the group, shrugging her musket higher up her shoulder.
Mirana regains her balance and takes a seat on the deck to wait, "It is odd, but.. I can understand, if you were seen as almost a god, would you want to make yourself so well known? From what I understand, they have been out here for a while..." she says. Most of the ride goes uneventfully, and soon they are over the mountains that the Pass runs through. "Captain! Something ahead!" Yells out a Crow, and just ahead can be seen some unusual creaturs! "Quick, Mages, move the ship! Don't collied with them!" Calls the captain, but each move the ship makes, the forms make with it! They are going to ram the ship!
Done with her small examination of magics she knows she will never understand, Monique makes her way over to the party, smiling widely at Mirana, "Greetings Priestess." she says, sounding indeed quite happy to be here, "Are we expecting fair weather?" her gruff voice is heavily laden with her barely suppressed excitement. She looks up at the call, one big hand reaching to steady herself should things get rough.
Amelia glances up from her book. "Creatures?" She quickly tries to find something to grab onto, so that she doesn't fall. She wiggles her book a little, causing the pages to turn.
Ictus looks over at Wulf and nods at that, "Same." he blinks at the call and checks his gear before looking over with a frown, "Well, this'll be interesting." as he braces for an impact, just in case
Kendra looks up for a moment before realizing somebody said there was going to be a collision. with that she sits fast and sprawls out just a bit for stability, "well.. this is now getting interesting." she smiles lightly all thats visible with her hood on again is her muzzle, "are any of you good with a blade?
Wulf prepares her Musket, aiming at the things incoming. "Hmmph, and I was hoping to enjoy the cruise without any interference!" The Husky shuts up, mentally preparing for the fight and targeting with her sights.
Smiling a little, the old anger and rage a little more under her control now, Monique draws a huge pair of warhammers from her back.
Selecting her target, Monique builds up her rage slowly, swinging one of the big hammers.
While Wulf hadn't been the one to slay anything in any fantasical way she was darting about, her Sabre sliceing at the mists and weakening them for others after her first round was fired. Every great hero has another one working behind the scenes... right?
Kendra pants a bit having mostly fled throughout most of the fight she looks around and coughs, "sorry im not much help... dont blame me im young..." she looks at her now scuffed up gauntlets and sighs, "i just cleaned these things..."
Moving with deceptively slow motions, Monique's hammers describe delayed arcs through the air but when they connect with the creatures they seem to lose none of their momentum. Only once the last foe ceases anything that could be described as movement does the thylacine halt her actions, bringing both hammers to a stop at her feet, reaching for a book in her cloak and reading soft prayers for the fallen beasts.
As the last air creature dissipates, Sveta mumbles something ugly under her breath and puts away her weapon before replacing her soul gem once more with something more comfortable. A quick, businesslike eye is cast over everyone and everything to make sure that they're all right, and it's only then that she grabs Kendra by the scruff of her neck and holds her in place. "Calm down," the goshawk says, sounding just like someone's stolid aunt.
Ictus growls as he slashes as the creatures and shakes his head as they are defeated, "Well, that was fun... Let's hope there aren't any more though..." he looks around at the horizon carefully as he speaks
Hearing the captain's call, Dio brings out the rather sharp looking knife residing in his coat pocket and brandishes it towards the impending invaders. With a charge and lion roar, he races towards a creature and places all his momentum in a large martial kick, sailing into the body! Satisfied, the lion crosses his arms and chuckles, looking at Monique with a smile. "Not bad, lass!"
