The Meaning of words

[Nisha]

Again, Nisha was training outside. It had been a a nice day so far as she slaughtered bunnies, boars and slimes, while humming one of her favorite songs to herself. Yes, indeed it was a nice day, until suddenly the sky colored itself a deeper shade of blue and it began to rain. At first it was just a drizzle that slowly grazed the green fields in front of Nisha. The green fields that she had been training on for a while now, stretching endlessly as it seemed until their natural borders, forests that were surrounding the fields at their edges. But they were far off and the town was even further behind it. Looking around, Nisha wondered where she could find some shelter, after all, it was a weird feeling to have her tail soaked in water and she did not appreciate it very much. And since even the monsters seemed to hide or at least the slimes seemed to dissolve in the rain and the rabbits were ever more difficult to spot because they ducked with their fur being pressed down on them, which made them nigh invisible, Nisha saw no reason to go and try to keep training.

A single huge green leafy tree stood there in the middle of the field, at least two dozen feet in height and it´s branches broad and strong, creating a natural umbrella, keeping most of the rain out aside from droplets that were slowly falling leaf to leaf on their way down and creating a sound scheme that was wonderful to listen to. Seeing and imagining thus, Nisha hurried over to the tree and searched it´s shelter, wondering if other people would feel the same as she did below the tree, more rain proof, but also wondering what to do. Wandering around the tree halfway, she found something unexpected though. Several small tree stumps shaved flat and properly sit in. It looked perfect for a day like this. Due to no wind blowing, the rain was falling steady and not into anyone´s face and even less below the tree. Looking around, only a nice campfire would have been making it even perfect-erer, but beggars could not be choosers. Sitting down on one of the tree stumps, she wondered if she would get any company while waiting for the rain to stop. Or for it to grow even darker, though that was off a few hours still, making it impossible to stay and forcing her out to go wad through the rain to the town or at least somewhere with people. Staying out in the night just got those kinds of creatures to come and she did not want to provoke them by it. Sighing, she took her knees below her chin and her tail like a mustache over her knees, giggling at what it must look like.

477 words
Mood: Fabulotastylicious
Music: Song
Tagged: Narihama Pwyll

[Narihama]

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MP: 100%

HP: 100%

Tagged: Nisha Pwyll

Equipped:

Great Shield & Starter Halberd | Starter Platemail (just leggings)

Skill
Heavy Anchor

“A downpour appears…” the soaking Nari thought as he sighed while walking on the unstable dirt path that the other adventurers made to get around the area faster his boots are starting to soak-in and Nari hate that feeling of having diluted leather strapped on his feet, he stops then takes a look around the woodland trying to see if there was a nice spot to take-up shelter in, a fairly large tree was spotted over yonder and notices something resembles a tail of some-sort, deciding he might as well as walk there and get rid of the mud in his shoes.

While walking to the tree with of what looks like to be a foxtail, “I wonder if they’ll find me weird, a wolf with a permanent big and fluffy tail that I can’t seem to retract or my big ears for that’s matter?”, kind of worried about first impressions, he decided to walk towards the tree and upon arriving to the tree he takes note that he is standing behind the tree where the fox cannot see him, sighing yet again Nari relinquishes of his huge brown sack full of his glaive, food, fire starting equipment, his platemail chest plate, tons of different seeds he got from a quest he did a while ago and even more, Nari *stretches* and sits beside his sack of ‘Goodies’ and looks up, taking the smell of the natural rain in, while noticing some chipmunks taking shelter within the tree, Nari decides to take some of the excess seeds he has in his sack of ‘Goodies’ even knowing that he can’t tame them because of the fact that he not an animal trainer, he does stuff he want to do, and “making friends in this world isn’t so bad huh?” is always his answer to this kind of situation, taking out a sunflower seed, he held it up to one of the chipmunks, the chipmunk with a black line on its head comes scampering down, still not knowing that if Nari’s a friend or foe, Nari smiles at the courageous chipmunk and puts the seed on top of the brown sack next to him and gestures to the chipmunk while saying, “I’m not a foe, and I’m certain that I’ll not hurt you or your friends and family” the chipmunk takes Nari’s word and continues to scamper down the tree than when he takes his first bite into the seed, he gestures to his friends to come down, a lot more of them came down than Nari thought, there where around ten to fifteen were all on either the sack, his shoulders or his belly, giving more to the little chipmunks takes finally remembers there was the foxtail, “excuse me” he proclaims as he is still pinned down by the chipmunks that’re now lying in his big wolf’s huge tail, hoping that she caught wind of his ‘hello’.

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[Pwyll]

It's every shameful fall, every mistake that I've made ｢Cold...｣ With that one word, Pwyll continued trudging through the field at a slow pace. He was fully equipped with his plated armor, covering his skin from head to toe. With the way the armor was designed, he was still dry on the inside. However, being metal, the armor had gotten cold to the touch, leaving the person inside shivering. With a clank clank each time he took a step, Pwyll looked around for a suitable shelter. He wasn't done grinding yet so he wanted to stick around until the weather improved. The inside of his armor felt humid as his body heat made it stuffy as it tried to counter the cold armor. The tunic he was wearing underneath was sticking to his skin. Not only that, but his ears were feeling sore, not to mention his tail that was shoved up the inside of his shirt to hide it, despite being fully clad in armor. Spotting a tree in the distance that was large enough to serve as shelter from the rain, Yuu noticed it was already occupied. The first person appeared as another fox tail who had just gotten out of the rain. Personally, he didn't want to come into contact with others at this point. Not that he is antisocial or an introvert, but more that he doesn't know how to interact with others as he is now. His self-resolution was to become someone new, someone manly. He still had no idea how to do it, so he was playing the silent type at the moment. After contemplating, Yuu decided that he would go and share that shelter with the fox tail who was already there. At least, that was until he saw another person approach and get comfortable under the tree's branches and leaves. Stopping where he was, he observed for a while longer. After seeing how the second person acted, he wasn't so sure he would go over there anymore. Sighing, he watched his breath turn into a white vapor and disappear into the rain in an instant. He had his black long sword sheathed in its scabbard on his left hip, his left hand in its gauntlet resting on the grip of it. Walking neither away nor towards the tree, Yuu trudged on. Looking around, he saw neither monster nor player in the area besides the two from before. Was rain really that bad for monsters? Breathing out a long breath, he watched it turn into vapor again as he stood still and looked up at the sky, just zoning out. The rain was barely going through the slits in the helmet and landing on his face, but it felt somewhat refreshing. Taking another deep breath in, he exhaled the vapor while facing upward, somewhat having fun. If the eye slit was glowing red, it would have looked rather menacing. The dull white armor he wore was soaked now, slowly letting raindrops into the grooves. The white armor was grey under the sky. These are the scars that have brought me where I am

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| PARTY; Pwyll, Nisha, Narihama
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[Nisha]

A vein appeared on Nisha´s forehead. Here she was all melancholic and trying to be happy about stuff, just watching the rain and doing some deep mental digging and then people showed up. That in itself was not all that bad, but the amount of people and their unwillingness to speak was not really what Nisha had had in mind when she had thought about company. One of them had a bushy tail just like Nisha, maybe even a bit bushier, but it looked different from hers, maybe some other kind of tailed being, Nisha vaguely remembered some other race having a tail. her own in the meantime had wandered from acting as a mustache to brushing the stump she sat on in annoyance and whirled up some dust from previous encounters of people who sat on it. And the other guy, fully clad in armor was pacing around the tree, since he was in armor, barely anything of him was visible as well as the lighting not being too good, the only reason she had even seen him was because his armor was white-ish gray. But really, why was he pacing like that? At first, she had wondered if he would come and sit down, but he had suddenly stopped around teh time Nisha had noticed the other guy as well and started rounding the tree. Could not be good for the digital rust or whatever would happen when there was too much rain and humidity in the air for armor.

And the other guy was not much better, instead of saying a greeting or something he had started to friggin feed squirrels and stuff and had started talking to him, was he some kind of animal trainer or something that he was talking to them? And Nisha did not even know until now that there were any normal animals around aside from farm animals, she had thought all of them had been turned into some kind of monsters, but even though it looked like they were piling on the guy, they did not seem to consume him. But back to why she was getting annoyed, who would not from being utterly ignored or so shunned that someone would not even be able to get out of the now downpour and sit down in oen of the driest spots around here. Even though singular drops of water had made it through the leaves by now and dribbled randomly around her. As soon as she saw the knight in armor round again, she could not hold it in anymore. "GRAAAAAH." Or something else unarticulate was what she screamed as she jumped up, activated her lightning armor, which made her run faster for a few seconds, she used to drive off the squirrels first, saying: "Not excused." With blazing eyes toward the formerly buried under squirrels person. And then sped outside toward the guy in armor at alarming speed and said in a low voice, her tail and ears twitching the whole time: "Do come in good sir, your pacing makes me veeeeeeery nervous and annoyed, I only bite when agitated. S-i-t d-o-w-n." Feeling better now, she walked back into the fold of the tree and sat back down on her stump, now dripping from head to toe. Loudly she added: "Name´s Nisha."

Words: 552
Mood quote: 'S-i-t d-o-w-n.'
Music: Song
Tags: Narihama Pwyll

[Narihama]

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MP: 100%

HP: 100%

Tagged: Nisha Pwyll

Equipped:

Great Shield & Starter Halberd | Starter Platemail (just leggings)

Skill
Heavy Anchor

Taking in of what happened earlier with the foxtail who seemed defiantly out of her comfort zone even to begin with, all that Nari wanted to do was to say “hi” in his own way, and even that got butched with the moment that little pile of fluff “snapped”, and thus causing a lot of tension towards the wolf tail and the swashbuckler in clad-white armour although it may seem grey the armour the swashbuckler was wearing was defiantly white if it was seen in the cleared sky, the tension was as typed earlier, very cloudy, thus the rain still poured, and was starting to get even heavier and making the outside even more hard to see, the leaves above were starting to give way to the weight of the water, noticing the chipmunks that were coving and pinning him down started to inside the tree as per usual for any chipmunk to do, the words “find shelter” racked in Nari’s mind for a while and pondered in the sound of the immense downpour, while sneaking a little glance at the swashbuckler, still standing there in the same spot as he stood before the little fur ball ruined the moment, then… the thought hit him like a truck that was hitting 60 into him, he suddenly called to the drenched warriors before him and proclaimed to them, “if you want to get a nice, warm area to be around, stay right there” Nari points to another stump that was next to the fur ball of a foxtail.

Thus Nari starts to rummage through the contents of his sack of ‘goodies’ and pulls out a number of things… first was a flint and steel, then was an massive sheet of inflammable and heat resilient fabric, then came the steel clippings, after came the steel pegs, some rope and a couple of extendable iron rods.

He lay all of the gear down, knowing he doesn’t have the most important ingredients, *whistles* the family of chipmunks came scampering down one after the other, all lined up and looking like an platoon of army soldiers of many different heights and widths, Nari can’t help but just salute them a little and then say towards the tiny looking soldiers, “I need you to help me ok?, I need you all to grab as many stones and sticks of equal lengths *makes length measurements with his hands* ok? Now go!” after the commanding speech from the wolf hair, the chipmunks sprang into action, not caring about the heavy downpour at all, it appeared that the black striped chipmunk that first approached him was the alpha male, (of course he would be) and watching him get to work while gliding down and other stuff was interesting, a little bit later there started to become a big-ish pile of sticks on Nari’s left and a pile of stones to his right, and with the chipmunks done there work, Nari gladly offers them the rest of the sunflower seeds the chipmunks haphazardly drag the packet up the tree and disappear into the tree where there home resides.

After that encounter with the chipmunks, Nari gets set to work by building the frame with the rope and the extendable rods, after the joints have been fixed against the tree, Nari covers the whole frame by the massive sheet of inflammable and heat resilient fabric which he was meant to use as some blinds in his apartment thinking that’ll do, Nari then stabbed the ground with the steel pegs in the middle of the structure creating a tilled soil that can be used to burn stuff on, then Nari pegged the sheets with the steel pegs that where meant to support the frame of the blinds in his apartment, with the structure nearly completed, Nari clipped the creases and the entrance to the make-shift tent after that Nari placed the stones around the edge of the semi-small circle and placed all the sticks in the middle of the circle creating a mini campfire, thus Nari takes the flint and steel and gives it to the silent awkward-ish swashbuckler that he and the fur ball watch Nari make the camp fire, finally pulling out mini pillows from his sack of 'goodies' and placing them on the ground not so close to the camp fire itself, one pillow for each.

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[Pwyll]

It's every shameful fall, every mistake that I've made Pwyll was caught off guard by the sudden approach and then underlying anger of the person, now confirmed as a female fox tail. Stopping in his tracks, the sound of rain on his armor rang out with that metallic tang. Feeling inferior all of a sudden as if being scolded, he nodded his head and went under the tree. Upon getting there and seeing the peculiar male, he couldn't help but inspect his character. To sum it up, he thought the guy was eccentric. Negatively or positively, currently undecided. Seeing the native lifeforms working, Pwyll stood there under the tree where occasional heavy drops of rain would land on him, making his armor ring out. It was sure cold, but he would have to deal with it. Thanks to his clothing underneath, he wasn't directly touching the metal so the cold wouldn't be transferred. It would suddenly get a lot colder if he took it off now. Not to mention, it would break his current promise to himself to reveal his identity. After getting stuck in Elder Tale, he came up with this self resolution to reform his personality. Or at the very least, prevent others from viewing him as a female, or a lighthearted person who isn't strong in character. His feminine looks in real life always dramatically affect people's first impressions of him, and are imprinted so deep that he rarely manages to change their opinion of him. He doesn't want the same thing to happen here, especially when it is so realistic and combat orientated. He doesn't want to be protected or thought of as baggage. Hence, he has this armor of his which hides the entirety of his appearance. Sure, he wouldn't be able to fool people since the name would always be the same, but that just meant he had to hide himself from others who knew him as a man in armor, and maybe even only take the armor off when in private. Being given the flint and steel, Pwyll was awoken from his personal thoughts and went down on one knee to get closer to the campfire pit, holding an item per hand and checking they would work. Nodding to himself, he created a necessary spark, sending it into the pile of sticks in the hope of lighting them. In real life, it would take much more effort, so he was thankful for this at least. Watching the sticks begin to light, Pwyll couldn't help but breathe out an icy cold mist as he felt relieved to be near a heat source. He felt like commenting on something, or saying thanks, but his voice alone would betray his current appearance, so he refrained. If he even tried to indicate that he couldn't talk, he would weaken his stoic appearance. Sitting down near the fire but somewhat separate from the other two, he looked between them with his shiny white helmet, and then bowed his head lightly to each of them as a greeting. These are the scars that have brought me where I am

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| PARTY; Pwyll, Nisha, Narihama
| NOTES; ---
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[Nisha]

Nisha had calmed down considerably since her outburst from before, but still felt inclined to another if they would just go on. BUt wait, maybe they were actually landers with predetermined routes and actions? She had always pitied npcs who were glued to one point of themap and had only gotten to talk if the player had come and gotten to talk to them, but there were just too many of those around, who looked around with blank stares and where their name and being was the one task they had been assigned to. Nisha usually was very indifferent about these things and told people to handle their stuff themself, since helping people come out of a boring life usually was neither very interesting nor relaxing. It should even count toward work with how tedious it was.

Oh, yes, she had tried it out to see if she would get any more interested in school by trying to help someone, but he had become just as bland and boring after she was done with him as everyone else and the journey there had taken too much time with too many rocks in her way that she would usually care to try again. But she had gotten involved with people again and again, but at least she had not tried to change them, some people were just broken and some were interesting once you got under their skin, some only opened up after you were honest with them, brutally so and some clamped up the more you tried to find out if they were remotely interesting. There were people who hid dark deep secrets and other who were so shallow they were equally interesting as a murderer by how easy their mind worked and how they acted toward any reaction. Like these two. The guy with the squirrels seemed to be one of the very shallow sort, he did what he wanted, heck he was even commandeering animals around that Nisha wondered if he was an animal trainer or maybe just gifted with taking care of animals. Nisha herself was terrible at it, she usually scared bigger animals away due to her indifferent stare or whatever it was that got them to back up from her and what little interest she had in small fluffy creatures did not weigh in for how much she would have to care for them. Sure, if she had asked her parents, she would have gotten animals from them, but she also knew that there was nothing crueler than to neglect things once they were not interesting anymore, since she had gone through the vice versa process. Being bullied in kindergarten and then going through the other extreme in the higher schools.

The guy in the rain in the meantime seemed like one of those who had to be cracked open first to get him to talk, one of those people who either did not like to talk too much due to shyness or not seeing the point or did not talk at all because they were scared and yes, there was a fine line between these. At least he had gotten in now and both of the guys had succeeded in lighting a fire, the 'under the tree' place brightening up as well as warming up quite nicely, Nisha brushing over her tail to get the water out of there looked into the fire, like people sometimes do, who arer grateful for the warmth and are looking for words to describe the wonder that warmth is on a cold day. It was far more than gratitude, something much more close to a basic human thing, but just like many of these, no one had found a word for it, or Nisha at least did not know of any such words. Letting her tail drop in front of her, but still a safe distance from the fire, she felt how it permeated the fur of her tail and warmed it up quite nicely, wiping her hand which was wet from getting all the rain out of the tail on the side of the stump, she smiled at the two, which was a bit difficult since rain-guy had gone to sit a bit apart and squirrel dude, in gratitude for starting a fire and looked into the rain which was pouring like hell and did not look like it would stop anytime soon, heard the spectacle of sound above them from the rain falling on the leaves and a shower ran down her spine bristling up her tail a little as it weakly flopped from Nisha´s try to move it a little consciously. It was not very difficult to move it, but it took some effort to even keep it from moving naturally and then some to have it do simple things like this. Wide movement, yes, precise movement, no way in hell. She sighed and stayed quiet, since she had the weird feeling that if she said something after introducing herself before and being ignored, she would get even less responses. Wondering if this would be the standard for every conversation she would have in the elder tales, silence like this, that was not bad per se, but would be very boring and annoying really quick. She would let these two decide where the conversation would head or not if they did not want to talk. Nisha right now was pretty satisfied with just sitting here and enjoying the warmth.

Words: 914
Music: crossroads
Mood: Bored
Tags: Narihama Pwyll

[Narihama]

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MP: 100%

HP: 100%

Tagged: Nisha Pwyll

OOC: didn't have enough to type to make a big post :P that and proboards thought it was ok to post this post a couple times...

Equipped:

Great Shield & Starter Halberd | Starter Platemail (just leggings)

Skills

• Heavy Anchor
• N/A
• N/A
• N/A
• N/A

With the fire lit in the fire pit, the smell of heat hit Nari’s nose, breathing in the hot air like a big hairy vacuum for a little while and making sure not to create sound from it, Nari’s then met with silence and an awkward situation because of the white armoured swashbuckler, seeing that some heat was getting lost through the flap that appears to be the door-way to the tent, Nari gets up and sits in a different spot, now all three of them are on equal ground, meaning that they all have equal space, Nari with his very big and bushy wolf-like tail drags his bag towards him and grabs some food out, sharing it to the other two, the only food he’s got was some fruit and takoyaki he brought for dinner for his new apartment, “eat up, the rains getting heavier by the minute, you fox tails”, yep, Nari knew that the two of them where fox tails, when the swashbuckler in an white clad armour lit the fire pit the room instantly felt like the rooms been in heat for a bit of time, Nari with his wolf-like nose can smell and distinguish the races very easily because of the heat, though it was harder to notice what race the white suited fox tail was since he had a suit of armour that you can only see his eyes from, tucking in to some takoyaki from his bag, Nari asks the white armoured fox tail, Pwyll, “you don’t need to hide yourself at all, sorry if I said your wrong race though” Nari turns towards Nisha now “um… hey, Nisha was it? Would you mind telling me how you ended up here? I mean how you got into Elder Tail to begin with” with a belly of lead, Nari just ends up eating the takoyaki while hearing the conversation the other two.

Nari, Noticing that the alpha male chipmunk had sneakily came in the tent and is now on top of the wolf’s head, just staring at the fox in white, Pwyll, and listening in the talking that the fox tails have, shakes his head enough that the chipmunk jumps off his head and glides into the white fox tails armour by thinking that the fox tail wouldn’t mind, the chipmunk rummages up and down inside the armour of the fox tail, “hey! You chipmunk, get out of there!” Nari shouts towards the chipmunk and surprisingly enough the chipmunk then jumps out the armour that Pwyll is wearing and flies towards the other fox tail, Nisha and gesturing towards Nisha that he’s going to land on her head.

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[Pwyll]

It's every shameful fall, every mistake that I've made Being unable to say a word, Pwyll just silently turned his helmet in the direction of the person talking while acknowledging the existence of the other. Sitting down was rather uncomfortable with his armor on because his tail wasn't being hidden with the racial hiding skill. The feeling of discomfort given by his tail was an odd feeling as it was suppose to emulate sensory nerves that didn't exist on his own body. Until he entered Elder Tales that is. After a quick observation of the two up close, Pwyll found the other fox tail to be a rather calm character who is easy to aggravate. Either that, or didn't like things being awkward. Which was exactly what was happening in a sense. Seeing the food presented, he took a takoyaki and, tilting his head all the way back, slid the helmet's face piece out of the way to reveal only his mouth, dropping the food in and quickly closing the helmet again. A misty breath was let out as he cooled down the food that was in his mouth before chewing it vigorously, swallowing with a gulp. From outside the armor, it must seem like a monster was devouring its prey and then sliding the carcass down its throat. Oh, if only they could see under the armor, they would see how feminine and cute it looked. But that was exactly why he was wearing the armor. To avoid being seen as a female. Responding to the question, or rhetorical question posed to him by the wolf hair, Pwyll just turned his head to the guy, paused for a bit, then looked back at the fire. At that moment, the furry animal from earlier suddenly crawled inside his armor, scurrying across his body. Again, it could have appeared quite feminine and alluring had he not been wearing armor, and quite cute with the expression he had, yet all that could be seen and heard was white armor rattling. As the chipmunk leaped out of his armor through the helmet, he nearly exposed his face, but managed to close it again before it came off, leaving a shadow across his face thanks to the flames. With his anonymity safe, he stretched his arm and caught the little furball before landing on the other fox tail, pulling it in close and then chucking it in his armor again. It was warm inside anyway, and the wet patches of clothing from leaks were starting to fade. Looking to the other two, Pwyll tried to think of something he could say. He liked animals well enough, so he let it sit inside his armor. He didn't mind if it perched on his head or shoulder, but it would be a bit cramped inside. Thinking carefully about some short words he could say, he looked within him for a voice that sounded masculine, if not quiet and stoic. With the chipmunk peeking out, he spoke his first words. ｢The food... was delicious. Thanks for the meal.｣ These are the scars that have brought me where I am

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| PARTY; Pwyll, Nisha, Narihama
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[Nisha]

Nisha if only for the lack of words was uncertain about these two, they seemed quite nice, they offered food and the knightly, foxtail? had offered the chipmunk which had gotten in his armor a place to warm up in said armor after it had made such a ruckus. But they were both weird, one was apparently discerning their races through means not yet discovered by Nisha, but she did not know either if she wanted to know how, since he seemed not all too clear about it himself and easily restated his sentence. While the other guy had only opened his mouth to say that the food had been delicious, well, it was some weird japanese stuff and Nisha wondered where he had even gotten that, since this game was set in england and not tokyo or wherever. And then there was one thing that vexed Nisha to no end, them not giving their names, apparently they had been brought up by very rude parents or not at all, but Nisha did not really care, since for her that was more of an insult as anything they could have said, basically they had taken her name and not given theirs in return, and no food in the world could make up for that, she would try it once more, but if she still would not get any answer as to what their names were, Nisha would leave no matter how much it rained and these two would end up in the book of people she disliked, as easy as that. This list was quite long, even if just taking into account the time she had spend here in her new body, some people ended there with just her looking at them and some people after observation or certain things happening, she was quite biased when it came to people and if they were not showing a single trait she liked, they all would come on the list.

Nisha was not very picky when it came to people, but there were some points that just annoyed her to no end, not to give a name she could call someone by was one of them. The only reason she had even put up with these two was because they were looking and acting at least a little bit interesting, but that gauge was about to run out and Nisha did not care for them to become even more boring. Staring at armor was not very interesting and the other guys playing with chipmunks or whatever was getting old fast too. "The reason? I like videogames and this one especially, how about you two? Any special reason you were in here as the apocalypse hit? Also, I think I missed your names in the rain, what were they again?" Nisha asked with a shaky smile, she had about enough of this tomfoolery and did not feel liek snapping again, she might just hurt someone that time, even though it would be kind of interesting to see what was under that helmet and the squirrels or whatever looked appetizing to her, but maybe that was just the beastly instincts she had gained after what had happened in the apocalypse. She had never had all that much of a problem to adapt to her new body, sure at first it had been a bit weird with how high her ears were and that extra appendage, but she was getting used to it and even started to like it.

Words: 584
Tags: Narihama Pwyll
Mood: About to leave the building
Music: Rainy

[Pwyll]

It's every shameful fall, every mistake that I've made Pwyll felt the chipmunk wriggling around in his armor and it was a bit ticklish. He avoided giggling and moving the best he could as he listened to what the female had to say. It seemed she hadn't read his name on the HUD yet. Without words, he simply raised his hand and pointed above his own head where the health bar, name and level should appear for himself. Poking it a couple of times to indicate what he was trying to convey, he lowered his hand and put it back on his lap. He had no intention of speaking more than he had to. After a while, the furry animal finally settled down by resting in his shirt where some of the light was getting in through the gap between the neck and helmet. Feeling the warmth through his armor, the fox tail wondered how long it would take for the rain to let up. He was over today, and just wanted to go back to his nice warm bed. Although day and night were still set properly here, his own sense of time had been thrown out since he was still adjusting, and he was feeling tired at the moment after calming down. He wanted to get some more training done, but he didn't want to feel uncomfortably cold again. The chipmunk seemed to agree with his thoughts as it snuggled up into his now dry clothes. Taking in a deep breath, Pwyll exhaled slowly as he misty breath faded a lot quicker than earlier. Just went to show that he was warming up alongside his surroundings. If he did that outside of the shelter, it would probably last quite some time. Thinking about misty breaths, he was reminded of cold nights with his brother, how they would pretend to be smoking. Neither of them did smoke at all, but it was still one of those childish things you tend to do in imitation of adults. Contrary to his desire to appear more masculine, he didn't want to ruin his body or appearance in real life by smoking or drinking excessively. This was also part of the reason why he stayed so fit through his growing up. And his methods of exercising forced his brother to chase after him and get his share of fitness too. Back to the situation in front of him, Pwyll turned his head towards the wolf hair and assessed him again, trying to measure up this person's character, their mentality. He appeared too carefree and free-spirited for his taste. He could get along with them, but he had a feeling this one would be rather pushy as a friend of a mute and mysterious knight. Now turning to the other fox tail, he had a faint idea on what this person was like. Easily irritated, uninterested in things that didn't pique their curiosity. This reasoning came from how she 'blew up' from his pacing and dragged him over, and forced them together. And then the fake smile which he could see through. He studied enough psychology books to know the difference between a fake and real smile. These are the scars that have brought me where I am

[/font][/font] WORD COUNT; 500
| PARTY; Pwyll, Nisha, Narihama
| NOTES; As per Nari's request, skipping him~ Let's revive this thread!
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[Nisha]

Amused. That was what Nisha felt at the moment, the not armor clad person had gone and stayed still for a while and the person in armor was pointing above his head. Sure, for most people it would be obvious. They could just look at the names hovering above players, or even find out several things with all the information floating around, but for Nisha that was actually something she could not do. It was not that she did not have the capabilities for it, she was not a lander after all, who could not access the menu, or so Nisha guessed. Though actually she had heard of rumors about such things happening all around. Weird landers who could not only fight and do things usually reserved to adventurers, but actually able to access inventory and other things. It was weird, but maybe there was a reason for it, like the landers slowly evolving or learning from the adventurers, maybe it was the games way of adapting to this new situation. Or maybe it was something else entirely. Whatever it was, it was interesting, the only problem being that Nisha had no way of finding out if it was true, if it was really happening or anything the like. She could just rely on rumors and the whispering of landers, who were oddly talkative these days and did not mind as long as they could not see the adventurers. Nisha who usually crawled over the roofs to get around and kept out of sight of quest landers to not get roped into menial labor or stupid work always had an ear open for these things. But back to the topic, it was pretty clear that he was referring to the floating names above the head of the adventurers, but Nisha, for immersions sake, had unticked most of the options to show health bars, names and item names. It was not that it was difficult to turn them back on, but Nisha usually did not care for other people anyway, so it was pretty useless for her.

But this stoicness of these two was... well, infuriating and annoying, but also a little bit cute and mysterious. Standing up, her tail and clothes were somewhat dry from the warmth of the fire again, she walked over to the silent knight and tilt her head while looking at him, making some signs in the air as she changed the options of her display real quick. There it was, she looked over to the other guy for a second, narihama, well it was weirdly fitting she guessed and then looked back to the one in the armor. "Pwyll, huh?" Nisha bowed down closer to the guys face and looked at him curiously. "I wonder if you look like a pwyll behind this mask, or if it is the face of arawnn." After saying so, she smiled at his face and with a quick move of her hand would try to open the helmet to take a look at this mysterious person. And yes, indeed she knew the story or at least parts of it from the mabinogion. She had not played countless games with all kinds of myths to not know most of the myths that went on in and around europe, but she did indeed wonder if he had just chosen the name out of accident or if he knew of this if anything interesting story which had a nice happy ending because pwyll had endured well enough over the span of a year and had gotten, at least in Nisha´s opinion quite something out of it, which was not really in relation to the deed he had done... or not done actually. Also, she was just really curious what this person would look like under the mask. Due to the helmet, the voice had been weird and she had not really been able to differentiate what kind of person this one was. Maybe she would find out now.

Words: 666
Tags: Narihama Pwyll
Weapon: Nishan(Scar)
Armor: Nishanat (Daybreak)
Accessoires: Nishani (Keepsake)

[Pwyll]

It's every shameful fall, every mistake that I've made Seeing the fox tail approach closer to him, Pwyll did his best to stay stoic, keeping his sight locked forward and resisting the urge to move away, speak up or do something. Watching her hand movements, he figured she was manipulating her UI. Realizing now that she had her displays turned off, he understood why she was irritated with him. Well, how was he to know. As she said his name, she came closer than he was use to and made him feel a bit intimidated, despite being the male out of the two. Still, he was feminine inside, so it couldn't be helped. As she spoke about whether his face was that of Pwyll and then mentioned Arawnn, his mind began racing. Was she talking about his brother, Leif, who entered the game with the name Arawnn? Had she seen the two of their faces before? Or was it that she was talking about the game he learned the names from? Or even more so, the legend that the game was based on, the Mabinogion legends? While all this was racing through his head, Pwyll's helmet face piece was being lifted up. Before he knew it, his face was exposed. The chipmunk resting in his armor flew out and pounced on the wolf hair's face to block his view while the flustered Pwyll attempted to sort his mind out. His soft and smooth looking skin was shining lightly due to being partly damp from the rain, and the black hair was unkempt from being in the helmet, some of it stuck to his face alongside the sweat and rain. But most notably was his glistening, big, round obsidian eyes which stood out among his naturally pale complexion. The expression he had on at the moment was one of surprise which accentuated his eyes by making them stand out even more. This expression quickly changed to an embarrassed one as his cheeks went rosy, and then a determined look appeared as he thrust out his arm around Nisha's neck, pulling her all the way closer. The arm was now in the way so Narihama wouldn't be able to see, even if he did get the chipmunk off. With that pulling motion, Pwyll, no, Yuzuki moved his face forward and pressed their lips together. He kept one eye open to look into Nisha's, keeping their lips locked for a little while The look in his eye said this. ｢Revenge. Serves you right.｣ Now the surprise score was even. Pulling back, he closed the face piece of his helmet, leaving just his mouth exposed as he stuck his tongue out in that sort of 'joking' fashion before closing it fully. Returning to his previous sitting posture, the chipmunk came scurrying back inside to the warmth. Processing what he had just done, he went bright red inside the armor. Even this game was very realistic. Soft, moist lips. Because he was in the 'armored' personality, he did that on the spur of the moment. He doesn't regret it but... so embarrassing! These are the scars that have brought me where I am

[/font][/font] WORD COUNT; 500
| PARTY; Pwyll, Nisha, Narihama
| NOTES; I guess we just skip Nari for now?
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[Nisha]

What she saw as she opened up the helmet came as a little surprise. It was definitely not what she had expected after reading his name and wondering if he was pwyll or arawnn. Since she knew the saga a little, she always had invisioned people in this sort of tale and even more so since it was that age to be extremely rough around the edges and looking unkempt and not very nice at all. With frowning faces all the time and nary a smile, as they would say. Maybe even with bloodlust in their eyes the second they spotted someone. But then again, since these two were actually known to be extremely friendly for their time, maybe this was exactly the face they had had. A little bit feminine, but still clearly male, looking cute without losing that touch of toughness someone with plate armor had around them. And well, his face was definitely unkempt as well, making Nisha remark once more in her head that the graphic for this game had at least stepped up a notch from what she had put in the display options back then. Now even if she fiddled with the display options there was little to no effect and even the little effect was most likely just wishful thinking. But really, Nisha wondered sometimes why people felt shy like that, heck, even his cheeks changed color under the sweat and hair clinging to his face, which would have annoyed Nisha to death, just imagining wearing a hat fully covering her hair made her feel itchy. But yeah, shyness, a weird concept to Nisha, since she never felt like it or at least so rarely, she did not care to remember or memorize when it happened. Well, his weird and interesting rating rose in the blink of an eye as well as his cuteness meter, which even shot far above the other one. Grinning, she wanted to make a snarky remark of how with this face, the pwyll of legend would have never been able to keep his promise, but was interrupted.

First a squirrel flew by her face maybe an inch or so away from her face and then something closed in even more. His face was suddenly on hers and Nisha for the first time in a while had that weird surprised feeling. Well, actually, her first reaction was that her thoughts were racing wondering what was going on. It was not that she was used to being kissed by strangers, but she had also never been kissed by a total stranger before. She was used to kissing her ex boyfriends and had some idea how a kiss should feel like, but this one was all wrong. Well, in the end, she also realized it was kind of what she had provoked, so she would only punch him half dead after she got her senses back after being surprised just to remember that it was a game. It was not like he had just really kissed her, even though she would definitely kill him a few times if he ever tried again, since it was still not a very good way to react to anyone. "Well..." Was all she could mutter after he had stopped and Nisha had pulled back her head without stepping away, showing that she was neither deterred nor scared, but rather surprised about it and definitely not gonna run like a little schoolgirl or blush like someone whose lips were still virgin. Running around headless while blushing was what she hated most in romance movies, it always made her wonder why they were so weird, and they did not stop doing that after the first kiss, but rather increased the amount of blush and amount of time the kissed ran away, stretching the airing time. Yes, indeed, Myriel was not a person who enjoyed romance movies all too much if there was no intention behind watching it. She saw that he was actually stretching his tongue out at her as if to tell her that it was payback. Quickly she would attempt to get payback by slapping on his hand to make his helmet close on his tongue which would most likely hurt quite badly. Nisha would then wipe over her mouth and spit out once, before tilting her head down at him, staying well away from a maybe new attack. With half an angry expression and half an amused one, she said: "Well, that was weird... do it again without asking and I will kill you, capiché? Also, now that that happened you owe me at least some words. Why the hell are you hiding like that anyway? Not like you have anything to hide, man." Nisha uttered first with a dark undertone that was quite serious and then getting back to her normal tone. In the end, there was little harm done. It was not her real body, the kiss if anything had hurt more due to his helmet than feeling good and since it was not reciprocated it was little more than a teenagers idea of a kiss. Well, it was still a serious invasion of her privat sphere and as she had said, she would not stop at anything the next time before he was a whimmering mess at the bottom of a pit with everyone laughing at him, if he did so again without her permission.

Words: 904
Tags: Pwyll Narihama
Weapon: Nishan(Scar)
Armor: Nishanat (Daybreak)
Accessoires: Nishani (Keepsake)

[Narihama]

	HP 100% Regen 0HP every 5s MP 100% Regen 0MP every 5s	Narihama :: Level 1 :: Guardian  Armor: Starter Platemail (Just leggings) Main Weapon: Starter Glaive and Great Shield Quick Slot: OOC: sorry for the wait! had alot of work to sort, file and gibber gabber :P
WC: 540	Tags: Nisha Pwyll	Skills: Skill name

The Wolf didn't utter a word nor flinch in any restraint as the other two began to talk and yapper in front of the hunkered down Wolf who had not said a word since his question, even after the food he ate quite quickly, he still sat and watched with a perfect nonchalant face that merely gave the room his own quiet and personal consent for the entire ordeal with the kiss to turn out that way; the Wolf didn't act in any regards surprised on the kiss between the two foxes at all, well.....there wasn't much to see as because of the chipmunk was on his face the entire time but his dog/wolf-like hearing can practically see the entire thing without even having to move.

Nari picked off the chipmunk, stood up and placed it on the head of the girl Fox Tail named Nisha.


"there will not be any killing at all by the time you even try to draw your Grimoire or your Katana miss, that is a fact"


Nari didn't want any more hassle and he even showed it with his eyes: empty, tired and annoyed it spelled, and he hoped that they both knew what he would do if they continued; Nari didn't want the event to turn out like this but if he must, he must; Nari wanted something to change the event quickly......bah no luck at all on that front, still, he wanted to cheer them up with something, anything that can make the split to the lighter side of the metaphoric road.


"do you know what i want to make? Fireworks, i'm bored and have nothing to do, mind if you two stop this stupid quarrel and help?"


Nari shown his concern and now shown that he wanted to diverse this stupid path to make them work together; but using the idea of making Fireworks? really Nari? he could of done a better job to change the subject but it'll have to do for the time being; while he said "Fireworks", he looked out of the tent and at the now beginning to dust sky, the cicadas began to chirp to each other "goodbye" and such as well as the wisps began to light up the way to the flower grove a they always do at night; the rain began to subside and the boars as well as the other monsters also went back to there own homes and sleep, the three were the only ones left for a quite long distance as of what Nari could tell by pointing his wolf ears towards the now empty and semi-quiet woods.


Nari began to shift his head back in the makeshift tent he made a while ago and smiled at the foxes as he left his equipment ans began to venture barefooted into a huge, large clearing of grassland which he lay down on the freshly wet grass while humming a small tune that he remembered back in his olden days in England, still listening to the wisps float about in search for other wisps that can take them to the path way onwards to the flower grove; the wolf also keeping in mind of what the two foxes did.

[Pwyll]

It's every shameful fall, every mistake that I've made Pulling his tongue in just before the lid closed, Pwyll put his hand to the face of the plated helmet and adjusted it to make sure it was sitting securely. Not long after that, the chipmunk from earlier scampered back to perch on his metallic shoulder. His own relationships in reality were limited due to his... feminine nature. He could probably count the amount of times he had shared a kiss using his fingers and toes to count, and each of those were semi-meaningful, none of them done in a joke. Now that memory lane had a rather... awkward addition to it. Since he was flustered, he forgot how to kiss as well, which made him feel ashamed after that long kiss he shared with a really close friend of his who said he needed the practice. In that time, she had said that they wouldn't stop until he could do properly. Hearing the response from Nisha, Pwyll was about ready to reply with something but was cut off by the third party there, Narihama. There were remnants of claw marks on his face from his new companion, so he was at least thankful of the fact that only one person here knew what he actually looked like. His manliness was preserved for now. Still, the girl in front of him appeared more manly than he. Though if he had to choose, it was the guardian beside him that he would prefer to look up to as a masculine role model. Hearing what he had to say about fireworks, he thought for a while. Sure, he liked fireworks, but how were they made to begin with? He had a feeling a woodcraft, alchemist and perhaps a tailor would be able to do it, but metal loaders could probably be used. Nodding at the comment, Pwyll decided to speak up. But in retaliation, he spoke not in English but rather in Japanese, his one of few things he inherited from his real parents. ｢Why I choose to appear like this is by my own choice and conviction. My reasons are my own.｣ With that said in fluent Japanese, he tried to keep his voice masculine rather than his natural feminine voice, next turning to English and speaking to the group instead of to just one person in particular. ｢I don't mind helping, but do you know how to make them?｣ Posing this question, he left it there so he didn't have to speak a lot. He could have added his limited knowledge on the topic but refrained. Glancing down at his hands, he sighed internally as he looked at those extremities covered in metal. Some armors had mesh and padding on the palm of the hand and fingers for better grip, but his were entirely metallic with lots of little bits pieced together so it can move. Thinking onto the idea of fireworks, he tried to understand how it could work. First, they would need the actual gunpowder, which an alchemist would probably make. Next would be the casing, most likely wrapped in a dense cardboard-like material with enough strength to contain the ignition and send it skywards. And then a delivery system, a way to ignite and launch it. The Japanese had ball shaped fireworks that looked like it would shoot out of a cannon, then explode in the air compared to the western version of it shooting straight up and the entire casing on the ground. Aesthetics, really. One would shoot it high and be flashier, the other would be burning up as it goes up. There would be more meticulous details, but whatever. Come to think of it, he remembered there being a yearly event called Guy Fawks. If he recalled his history lessons well enough, it was named after a guy who tried to blow up the government. What was that British poem? Remember remember the fifth of November, gunpowder treason and plot. I see no reason why gunpowder, treason should ever be forgot. Or was that a line from a movie? Either way, it was how fireworks became popular, besides for flashy events like welcoming the new millennium. Using a finger, he petted the chipmunk perched on his shoulder, stroking its head and scratching its chin like one would to a cat. After that, he looked outside at the weather. The rain had finally stopped, but it was still cloudy and dark. Maybe now would be the best time to head back into town to finish the day which was already coming to be quite late. These are the scars that have brought me where I am

[/font][/font] WORD COUNT; 750
| PARTY; Pwyll, Nisha, Narihama
| NOTES; Welp... Sorry for the delay.
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