[Tobin/Closed] Shotgun Wedding -end

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SubclassAnimal TrainerToolsCuriosity SkillScoutCreatureEnemic Buster Tags@dindeen Tobin The Windsor Greatwoods was not exactly a place that Caerbannog frequented what with her current objective of getting harder, better, faster and stronger than ever. But a rumor caught her eye, or her ear, whatever; it was an unfamiliar sighting, the landers said. Ah, the People of the Land. They were good for chats, bad food and gossip; that’s it. The quests that they tried to impose upon her no longer worked for the samurai found creative ways to ditch them. But that day, a party was setting out to capture an elusive beast. Something so rare that it could possibly be a recent addition to the Elder Tale bestiary: the Enemic Buster. Normally, Caerbannog would not give a damn about lander gossip, but there were certain things that piqued her interest. The prospect of a strong enemy, the idea of discovering a new place... or simply a fluffy bunny. The girl wore her usual armor with Zankapfel but ditched her weapons into her inventory. If the creature was indeed as fluffy as the rumors said, then she would not want to scare it off. A party of lower leveled adventurers headed out with a quest to hunt down the Enemic Buster. The wolf-hair was not sure if they were going to kill it; they probably could try and she would laugh at their misery. Anyway, she tailed the group and as they approached the gates of Londenium, she spotted a familiar figure in the crowd. The goddamn dwarf. Perfect. Caerbannog dashed towards the unsuspecting adventurer Tobin who was minding his own business. She slapped him right on the back, all sixty-six levels of strength into that one slap, and then she sent a Party Request to the man. The samurai grinned widely at him and hoped for his cooperation, if not she would slap him on the back again- merely a ‘friendly’ gesture according to the Guard System. Once he was ready, as he ought to be, the samurai would half-lead, half-drag the poor halfling along and they would tail the other party all the way into Windsor Greatwoods. WC: 350 || Code by Neun of ET. Artwork by Taamo.

[Tobin]

Word Count: 530
"woosshhhhhhhh"

The first sensation that the dwarf became aware of was the sensation of waitlessness, his body held afloat by a thin band wrapped around his chest under his arms, and his feet rattled under him, jolting against a soft, uneven surface at some speed. Taking a moment to issue a silent prayer for whatever heavenly phone reception had time to take his call, he let his eyes flicker open as his vision was filled with a brown surface of dirt dotted by the grey of stone. The other feature he was aware of was a pair of slender legs attached to the small girl holding his upper body aloaft, the black stockings reminded him of only one player that dressed like a student.

-10 minutes earlier-

“Hey there trader, what is your wears?” The trader pulled his cloak open to expose various items and trinkets, casting a quick glance over it. Most of it was useless clutter, like pieces of mob, fragments of various weapons, or stuff he simply couldn’t use, such as impure poisons. One trinket that did catch his fancy was a small booklet “101 Brewery, the Art of Plastering” which he exchanged for some coin. His eyes settled on a universal sword of destiny… Hang on a minute?!

“Sorry, I have no need for daggers.” He sharply turned and walked away, massaging his eyes to erase that sight. Landers were meant to be realistic, so maybe approaching the guys that hung around the great gate and not expecting to see at least a couple of nuts was optimalistic. Still, he had hold of a few things he had needed for brewery. He smiled, unaware of the samurai’s approach.

-Well, I guess about the only thing I need to do is sign up for a few quests during- oh, hello floor-

The effect of the pat was instantantunus, from standing to flat in less than a 5th of a second. His vision from the sudden motion has his “subdue” threshold hit zero. The last thing he was aware of was a party request, and a grinning face and a pair of blue ringed orbs has his vision faded to black, his last conscious action was to press the “accept” key. Before the unconscious body of the dwarf was carted off by the dwarf.

-Back to the present-

“Seriously, Cear, we gotta stop meetin’ like this, people are gonna think I’mma in an abusive relationship or somethin’.”

He commented aloud with a gruff laugh, letting the more petite girl carry him as the strength in her arm kept him firmly clamped to her side. Last time they had met, she had chucked him at a level 46 mob, so Tobin was a little less startled then he should have been though it did raise an important question.

“Whacha want me for anyway? I can’t imagine ya be abducting me for no reason now; ya want to tame an elite mob, right?”

He mused out loud, clicking on the brief for the mission and flicked through it. Considering her level, he couldn’t imagine she would need assistance to slay the creature and he had tamed things rather (un)successfully before.

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SubclassAnimal TrainerToolsAdventurers SkillScoutCreatureEnemic Buster Tags@dindeen Tobin The dwarf was shorter than her but still he was a rather lumpy piece of flesh so Caerbannog soon dropped the man on his bottom. She was careful not to mess up his face seeing as she’d already done that earlier, and any more might incite a way too horrible reaction from the Enemic Buster. Tobin was not a toddler anyway, so he’d probably be able to walk on his own two feet. Probably. With that out of the way, the samurai’s eyes went back to the party which they’d been tailing. One of the members glanced at the girl’s direction and whispered something to his party mates. Caerbannog was not exactly being stealthy with her tailing after all. The party soon quickened their pace and so the wolf-hair had to speed up as well. Tobin would have to work those short legs harder if he wanted to stay close to her. Past the trees, some thick bushes, fallen trunks and small clearings, Caerbannog soon ran to keep up with the party but they were gone. Out of her sight, they disappeared somehow, somewhere. The bastards. So selfish. But more than having lost the party, the girl was worried for the Enemic Buster. Capture or kill? Which one was the party actually aiming for? At first she thought that they wanted to tame the beast, but when so many people joined that group- five to be precise - it was more likely that they would try to off the elite creature perhaps for EXP, money and fame. “ MY EYE! MY EYEEEEEE! “ yelled someone. The samurai grinned, not at all worried about the adventurers. As she thought before, Caerbannog felt the urge to laugh at their misery. She looked around for the dwarf and once she was sure that he was close to her, the wolf-hair ran towards the source of that yell which was about 1’o clock from her position. She ran past the trees as quickly as she could but stopped just before she reached a wide clearing beneath an old oak tree. There, at the foot of the tree, sat a lone silver-haired rabbit with a massive club at the end of its tail. The club was bloodied. Caerbannog hopped onto a tree branch so that she could get a better view of the carnage that would ensue. The party’s formation was messed up since it seemed that the tank got badly damaged at their first attempt. The right side of his face was messed up and he had his hands over his eye while the healer tried to console him and asked him to put the hand down so that he could heal the damage. “ GET AWAY FROM ME! AAAAA! MY EYEEEEE! “ the tank kept screaming and soon he rolled on the ground like some sissypants. Two of the party members seemed to be Hunters and they had their bows at the ready, aimed at the Enemic Buster. The silvery one did not seem fazed though and it merely sat their glaring at the adventurers around the tree. As for the fifth member of the party, Caerbannog was not sure what happened to him but she could remember that he was the guy who tattled to their group that the samurai was on their trail. WC: 550 || Code by Neun of ET. Artwork by Taamo.

[Tobin]

HP: 67% Mana: 85% Word Count: 689

-Thud-

The dwarf, not prepared for the drop, found himself engaged in an affair with the ground. Needless to say it was a rather dry, abusive proceeding. He fell on the ground, ground punched him up and left dirt in his mouth.

“Ahh, feelin’ social today, as always.” He murmured as he spat a brown mush and took chase, a small dust cloud kicked up behind him. Yet the girl and the party she had been following soon disappeared off into the distance, leaving the dwarf jogging like an extremely hairy, fat primary schooler, the kind that would be selected last for their sports teams. Still he had figured out to follow the marker of his party on the radar rather then follow quite so closely. By the time he had caught up with her by bounding through the clearings and jogging through the clearing, the dwarf managed to shimmy up the tree a minute after she had arrived, the entire branch groaned lengthy as he clambered on sweating profusely. To behold a scene of 4 adventurers standing off against a single silver rabbit with a club, the hunters attempting to hold the creatures off by threatening it with ranged attacks. Judging by the disarray of this hunting party lead to the dwarf to a conclusion

“I put my money on the mammal.” He commented dryly as he got his breath back. As he spoke the wind seemed to wrap around around the furry creature it bounded into the tree like a thunder bolt, the arrows kissed only the wood of the tree Oh my as it shot through the branches. The hunters shouted out in alarm as they fired arrows blindly into the foliage, yet they didn’t interest it. Instead the thunderbolt flew out of the branch, in the absence of aggro generation from the tank, united the healers skull with the rest of the body quite forcefully with its club on the way down. The entire party screamed as the tank tried to flatten the creature with his encumber some club, only to find the mammal at his neck, feasting on his blood very much like something out of the script of monty pyhon. The dwarf couldn’t help but whistle quietly at the agility of the creature.


“Ah, much as this is entertainin’ I guess we should get down there, those adventurers are only gonna piss it off a bit more.”


With that, he bounded out of the tree and, as the branch broke from the leap, his leg ignited in a deep crimsion flame as he intiated the –WYVERN KICK- and travelled in a line directly into one of the hunters, colliding with him with a loud snap as the weight of one very big fleshy square collided with him, pinning him to the ground and nearly knocking him out in a single blow, by the time he was aware of the attack, the dwarf had stuffed a carrot in his mouth.


“GET YA VITIMIN D!”

Needless to say, the hunters and the rabbit stared at him blankly as he stood triumphant, his immensely manly features focused into an intense stare. Even the guardian managed to utter out a gentle “what the f-” before he finally gloriously snuffed it. The dwarf pointed a towards the rabbit with his left hand as he typed descritely with his right, his weight focused heavily onto his left leg

“I suggest ya get ya arses out of here, ya clearly outmatched for dis forcious beast, we’ll be taking this from hure.”

He chuckled, the hunter still standing finally had his resolve broken and fled, and the one whom he had started to drag himself off to recover. Meanwhile his party received a message “Broke leg, why heck I do that?” as he flipped the carrot in his hand to point at the rabbit as he grinned, his leg was crippled for the moment, so if the beast chose to attack him, rather then flee, he would be only in a position to snuff it himself. Serves him right, for doing a drop kick from a two story tree.

“Carrot little one?"

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SubclassAnimal TrainerToolsHrairoo SkillScoutCreatureEnemic Buster Tags@dindeen Tobin The Enemic Buster had everything under control and Caerbannog wanted to watch the foolish party’s demise, but Tobin went all Leeroy on her. The samurai did not even question it; he was a dwarf after all. It’s as if all the half-lings in each and every lore were related and had those certain characteristics, aside from being short, that identified them as such. Tobin was no exception to the rule and everything that he did, the samurai attributed to one simple reason: dwarf. For the most part, Caerbannog was not worried about the Enemic Buster. What did slightly worry her was the presence of hunters who could turn against Tobin, and the fact that the dwarf’s leg was broken. Sure enough, one of the hunters raised his weapon and pointed it at the dwarf; he seemed to have forgotten that a killer rabbit was close by. Perhaps the Enemic Buster thought at that moment that the enemy of its enemy was a friend, for it turned away from the dwarf and jumped towards the hunter’s face. Before he could aim at the smaller creature, the rabbit’s club hit his skull and bashed half of his face in. The healer screamed in the background as the other hunter who was incapacitated for a while and only had half his hit points left pulled his comrade’s unconscious body. Caerbannog watched the scene from atop the tree as if it was a cutscene from a crossover of the game Animal Crossing and the film Hatchet. Once the elite rabbit turned towards the remaining members of the party though, she jumped down from the tree and checked how the dwarf was doing. The fifth member of the party was still missing so she was slightly worried about that seeing as he seemed to have been a rather watchful, cunning fellow. Then again, the Enemic Buster could have clobbered him already. “ Roo, “ the samurai summoned her own frenmic rabbit. Hrairoo appeared beside her and Tobin, not too surprised about the scenery around him. He looked at the dwarf and the samurai as the latter gestured for him to watch their surroundings. When he set his eyes upon the silvery haired Enemic Buster though... Roo almost had a mini-heart attack. He stared at the elite who held a bloody club with its tail, and then he looked up at his tamer, then at the elite once again and finally, Roo jumped right on the dwarf’s face, dove onto Caerbannog’s lap and wiggled his way up into her top. The frenmic rabbit’s head popped out of the girl’s collar and he was visibly shaken. “ That scary huh? “ the wolf-hair giggled. As for the dwarf, she was not sure if recovering his hit points would help but Kyuu pulled out some questionable nuggets from her inventory and gave it Tobin. Too bad she did not have any sauce for it but anyway, it tasted like chicken so it should be good. WC: 495 || Code by Neun of ET. Artwork by Taamo.

[Tobin]

Health: 90% Mana: 86% Word Count: 455

The dwarf blinked as the hunter took aim at him. Tobin hadn’t really thought of what to do beyond the kick, after all, who the hell would prioritise a fairly stupid dwarf who had dived kicked out of a tree? Evidently not the rabbit he thought, as the creature shot past and proceeded to cave his skull in as well. He chuckled, perhaps for a moment forgetting that the mob could quite easily do the same, if it felt so inclined.

“Ahhh right, I had forgotten that the A.I were realistic, people bein' stupid.” The dwarf let his eyes settle on the creature that they had been tracking as the girl landed behind him. The creature seemed somewhat unimpressed with his offering, staring at him, the carrot and right back to him again. The dwarf blinked. He could have sworn for a moment that if it had an eyebrow, it was raising it right now. Caer then chose to summon her pet and unsurprisingly chose to retreat rather than engage in a pokemon battle, leaving a tuft of its hair in his mouth much like a cigar that he promptly coughed out, so much for rain dance plan.

“ That scary huh? “

“Well it certainly got something to show… This guy is quite the smart one, aren’t ya?”

He pondered, glancing briefly down at the “questionable nuggets” before wincing and popping one in his mouth. Thankfully, though bland, it didn’t taste as bad as the salted infusion he imagined, recovering much of the damage and by the wonders of modern science gained functionality back in his leg. He pondered, the dwarf hadn’t noticed the size of the party on the way here so his mind was concentrated entirely on the mammal before him.

“Errmm…. Perhaps you want more carrot? 2? 4? 5?” As he added more carrots to his hand, the rabbit didn’t really seem all that impressed, even when he had one held between each of his digits “Ya a greedy one aren’t ya? Perhaps you need to see me as non-threatening, errm…” The dwarf sighed deeply and dropped to his knees and shuffled up forwards it, looking like big mole waddling towards the Enemic Buster. “Come here little fella, we just wanna talk to… Ohmahgawdhegotmahfinger” with a blurring double hop it had snatched a carrot out of his hand and back again, the dwarf rolled back into a sitting position, only to whip the concealed finger out of his palm. “Just kidding.”

Still, needless to say, taming a creature many times his taming level wasn’t really working. Though not being clubbed was a significant improvement compared to the other adventurers. Just understandably it didn’t want to get too close to the dwarf.

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SubclassAnimal TrainerToolsHrairoo SkillScoutCreatureEnemic Buster Tags@dindeen Tobin While Caerbannog’s side was negotiating with the Enemic Buster, the other party’s healer had gone totally bonkers. His avatar was that of a fully-grown man complete with a mustache and a beard, but he scream like a nancy boy whose panties got caught in a bunch. The man just sat on the ground and screamed his lungs out as the conscious hunter tried to check the other hunter’s condition. “ EEEEEEAAAAAGH! WE’RE GONNA DIE! EAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEAAA! “ screamed the wuss. The samurai snickered at the sight and sound though she was slightly worried that it would be enough to completely piss off the elite creature and her opportunity to tame it might be lost. But hey, cue the Fifth Member. He ran into the clearing from right behind the nancy healer with a worried look on his face. He almost threw up at the sight of the hunter whose skull had been bashed in, and so he did not seem to have noticed that their tank was gone already. “ EEEEEE! I DON’T WANT TO DIIIIIE! “ the healer screamed one last time; he then got up, turned towards the path where the fifth member just came from and soon vanished into the woods. “ - WAIT! Don’t go there, I put... “ but that third hunter’s warning was cut in half by the sounds of a bear trap closing in one flesh and snapping a bone, or maybe someone’s neck, “ ...a trap. “ Too loud. They were way too loud. As Caerbannog expected, the Enemic Buster soon lost its patience. Why the heck were they yelling while SOMEONE was eating, huh? The killer bunny glared at the remaining adventurers as both conscious hunters raised their weapons. The elite rabbit ran towards the two with its club at the ready; one shot was fired by the half-hitpoints guy but the creature deflected it with the club. Mr. Fifth Member fired his own arrow soon after though and so the Enemic Buster was unable to dodge or deflect it. The arrow grazed the rabbit’s shoulder. Quite bad aim even at that distance owing to their pitiful levels. While the fifth member managed to stagger backwards and away from the rabbit’s attack, his party mate was not as fortunate. He took the Buster’s club right to the side of his head and his neck snapped loudly. The Enemic Buster landed to the man’s side as that target stood for a few moments, then his head leaned to one side and rested right on his shoulder, a downright useless coconut connected to the body with just flesh. He soon disappeared from the battlefield and Caerbannog could only hope that he had learned his lesson which was... uhm... to... not bully an Elite mob? As for Mr. Fifth and the unconscious hunter (hey that sounds like a band name), they parted ways. The former obviously cared for nothing but his own life, and the latter paid no mind; his brain matter was mush after all. And so the elite bunny hopped onto the remaining noob in the field and proceeded to piss on his comatose avatar before it gnawed on the man’s neck to send him to the nearest sanctuary. After all that, the elite bunny turned to the dwarf and the wolf-hair once again. At that point, Roo found it very difficult to hold in his bladder and so he jumped out of Caerbannog’s blouse, excused himself and dove behind a bush. In a secret world that adventurers would never know, and with their own language, the rabbit creatures of Elder Tale could speak to one another. To the landers and the players, rabbit words sounded like nonsensical squeaks but that was just like saying that Chinese people speak like ‘ching chong ling long’. Only dumb blondes think that way. And so with that revelation, we dive into the world of Lapine. “ Where the neep do you think you’re going?! “ the Enemic Buster yelled at Roo. Her voice was cute and seemingly innocent but the words were poison. “ Uh uh... I need to pee, don’t look! “ Hrairoo replied as he dove into the bush. “ Liar! Come back here you Human-lover! “ the elite mob dove into the bush as well. To her surprise, Hrairoo was indeed emptying his poor little bladder and when the creature kicked his legs to finish off his business, some of the ‘thing’ landed on the elite’s silvery fur. Her pupils dilated and her eyes were about to pop in their sockets. She shrieked. It was so high-pitched that Roo thought that his brain would explode, and unfortunately, unlike the Enemic Buster, he could not cover his ears in such instances. The adventurers would have heard it too. The next scene involved Roo jumping out of the bush with the elite rabbit coming for him. “ YOU! YOU PERVERT! HOW COULD YOU! “ the elite rabbit continued to shriek in Lapine, “ YOU TOOK MY FIRST TIME! YOU DEVIL! “ “ W-wha... first time? Huuuuh? “ Hrairoo was so confused. He bolted right at Tobin and hid behind the dwarf, because dwarf. WC: 855 || Code by Neun of ET. Artwork by Taamo.

[Tobin]

HP: 55% MP: 87% Word Count: 599

“They…. Let preteens in game as well? By the name of Jahova….”

Tobin could not help but to break his accent as he cupped his hands over his ears and closed his eyes, unable to witness such an epic mustache be violated by an absence of puberty . Yet that migraine soon cleared up when the healer buggered off and only watched impassively as it proceeded to drive off the remaining adventurers. Only the 5th guy had seemed smart enough to get the hint to go in the end, though the light arrow wound meant that he had no desire to approach the rabbit immediately, since wounded mobs were generally more dangerous. Silly sods, what hunting party hunts a rabbit without at least one holy hand grenade?

As the rabbit patiently sat back in front of them, a gesture that was slightly surprising considering how aggressive it was before. Then her pet rabbit hopped into the bush and the elite followed, leaving the dwarf standing with Caer in silence. He shifted uncomfortably as he looked (only slightly) up at her. Then to the ground. Then again back to her. How does one communicate with this curious being of so few words (At least without an alcoholic medium)? Did she even know what the birds and the bees was? The dwarf broke the silence again

“Is you sending them off into the woods together a taming technique of your?” In the absence of a reply, he would probably start humming an obscure song. Something about mammals, something about the discovery channel.

“SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”

“Done already? Quick quick… Oh crap”

His comment of amusement was broken short as Roo disappeared behind him, with the elite mob bounding at them with murder in its eyes. The dwarf’s eyes widened, he knew that he likely wasn’t going to tame the beast before it hit it’s target behind him.

“Cear, get rabbit away, looks like rough tamin’ is on the cards!”

The dwarf’s first port of call was to kick up dirt in the direction of the creature as it approached, further sullying it’s fur and with a shriek it jumped up in the air, turning in for an overhead swing of the club to cave his head in. However rather than avoiding the attack he instead strode in to meet it with a outstretched hand, colliding firmly with the club at the height of it’s arc with a crunch and gripped it, this was immediately followed by a crushing right hook. He had seen it’s attack patterns enough from the adventurers to minimise the damage it could deal to him

“FOUR”

The sliver blur was detached from its weapon with the punch, only at this point did the dwarf let the weapon slip from his crushed wrist. The rabbit immediately belted back and smashed into the dwarfs stomach before rapidly climbing to the dwarfs neck, only to found that he had wraped the crippled left arm to block its attack path and toppling backwards, hitting the rabbit with a body slam, before he rolled away and tossed the creature again. Tobin was surprised that he had managed to hold the creature off so far, though he was bleeding heavily from his arm, having used it as a sacrificial limb twice. If he hadn’t had observed it’s attack patterns for so long, and been the class that used his entire body as weapon he likely would have ended up like the other adventurers.


“Cear, ya just gonna watch? I donno how long I can keep up… Or ya just gonna calm, the feck down, buneh?“

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SubclassAnimal TrainerToolsHrairoo SkillDomesticize | PacifyCreatureEnemic Buster Tags@dindeen Tobin “ Scoundrel! Demon! Piiiiiiig! “ the Enemic Buster yelled as she ran after Roo. She saw him drive behind the dwarf, and that served to enrage the elite mob more. “ You dare hide behind humans! Have you no pride?! “ she shrieked some more. And then Tobin’s post happened. “ How... how could you... and my smashy thing! The human took it away! “ the rabbit was furious, “ I’ll kill all of you! “ The Buster ran towards the dwarf again to try and get him for real this time, but Caerbannog crawled over to that side between Tobin and the incoming rabbit. She caught the elite mob by its fluffy tummy as it jumped towards the shorter adventurer. “ Let me go you filthy human! “ the creature struggled but to no avail. Caerbannog was so many levels above her and could probably crush her midsection right then and there. In a most inappropriate move, the samurai looked under the rabbit’s tail. At that point, the Enemic Buster froze. She had just been claimed by Hrairoo, and now she was being peeped at by a human! She had no more pride as an elite or as a rabbit creature of Elder Tale. The Buster stopped struggling when Caerbannog stared her down. “ So angry... is this PMS? “the samurai asked. Once the Enemic Buster had calmed down, Caer put it on the ground and the rabbit just sat there. The Buster stared at the girl for a while, and then at Tobin; to show that they meant no harm, the wolf-hair took up the club and returned it to the elite mob. She would have kicked its face if it attacked her though; fortunately, the rabbit merely accepted the weapon. Roo carefully walked towards the Buster, and thought that hey, she was a little cute if she wasn’t on a murderous rampage. But as soon as the silvery creature set her sights on Hrairoo, her face contorted as if she was so outraged, and then she began to shriek again. This time though, she sounded upset rather than angry. “ UWAAAAAH! UWAAAAAH! NOW I CAN NEVER GET MARRIED! UWAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! “ she wailed. “ Huuuh? But you’re cute, kinda scary... but I mean, I’m sure someone will- “ Roo’s sentence was cut short as the Enemic Buster threw her club away and assaulted him. The rabbits rolled on the ground with an obvious shocked expression on Hrairoo’s face. The Buster was not trying to cannibalize Roo though, so it seemed more like a weird mating ritual. The elite mob pulled Hrairoo’s fur around his neck and back, and lastly, she used her forearms to pin him down. The Enemic Buster then proceeded to hump Hrairoo who’d just gone catatonic at that point. “ YOU WILL LOVE ME! LOOOOOVE MEEEEEEEEE! “ she shrieked. To the adventurers though, it might not have seemed like an emergency situation but a strange mating session. Caerbannog pulled up her interface, toggled [Pacify] and tried to use [Domesticize] on the elite rabbit. And it actually worked. Now, to give her a name... “ Hyzenthlay, “ was Caerbannog’s choice. The mating ritual/shotgun wedding went on for quite a while after that. WC: 530 || Code by Neun of ET. Artwork by Taamo.

[Tobin]

HP:60% MP: 89% Word Count: 297

The dwarf stared somewhat blankly as she examined the rabbit for its gender, somewhat relieved that he had somehow managed not be clobbered any shorter than he was. “I guess the Steve Erwin method is approved now? Seemed to quiet it down…” He commented with a broad smile, though that smile dropped away when it squealed and went on a humping frenzy on the other rabbit

Well, that’s not like any pms I have ever heard of.-

He pondered over that scientific observation, pulling an apple out of his pocket to crunch as he adverted his gaze. He didn’t know about Caer, but he wasn’t overly interested in a white wedding in any sense of the phrase. He glanced at her, to the rabbits and back to her before he spoke softly.

“Ya be needin’ me for anythin’ else Cear? Or ya gonna be watchin’?”

If she was indeed done with him Tobin would quietly lumber on off into the forest, a minutes’ walk away he paused upon spotting another wild white rabbit, thankfully not an elite mob, and knelt down while offering a carrot. Appearing as small and non-intimidating as he ushered it in with gently whispers and let it eat the carrot, resisting the urge to stroke it with his bloodied hand as to not to startle it. Then, after a cautionary glance backwards he leant in very close to its ear and very delicately whispered in its ear.

“Dun’t be goin’ ova thure, that girl be needing a new hobby, or a man.”

He chuckled and gently pattered it with the bloodied hand and watched it suddenly hop away, content that his random muse would remain a secret in the ignorant mammals head forever or at least till it spoke to the other rabbits.

(OOC: Well, the fearsome beast is now tamed. I'm guessing I am done.)

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SubclassAnimal TrainerToolsHrairoo SkillDomesticize | PacifyCreatureEnemic Buster Tags@dindeen Tobin No. No, the dwarf was not done. Caerbannog turned around and kept her eyes on the halfling as he walked away. Why did he not stay to watch the mating ritual of a rare creature and little Hrairoo? Was it not the most interesting thing ever? Speaking of mating rituals, the samurai could not make heads or tails of what the two were doing, or rather, what Hyzen was doing to Roo. She would have to ask someone more experienced in such... things. Note to self: Ask Kumori-oniichan about it. As for the matter at hand, the dwarf was getting away. “ NO! “ she ran after Tobin and tackled him to the ground right in front of a white rabbit, “ NO NO NO! “ The girl then sat up right on the half-ling’s torso to keep him down as she pulled up her interface. The wolf-hair then sent a guild invitation to Tobin; it was her first time (wink) sending out a guild request to anyone. He’d better accept it, and her golden eyes told him to do so. Once that was done, her eyes would go back to being blue and she would utter a strangely cheerful “Welcome to Aeryn!” which was probably R’lyehian for “Your life is forfeit.” Okay, NOW the dwarf was done. In the background, Hyzen continued to ‘coerce’ Roo into ‘loving’ her. WC: 225 || Code by Neun of ET. Artwork by Taamo.