[Mentor/Invite] BELIEB IT! -end

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StatusThe Beast is asleep. OOC NotesMentor thread for Tobin+someone (not Caer). Tags@dindeen Tobin Mab Johan Caerbannog had to deal with another long night with little to no sleep. It was quite a harrowing ordeal for someone who was used to sleeping until the later hours of the day. She thought that once she reached a high level, she could just relax and take her time with things but nooo. In her addled state, the samurai initially blamed Ryuu for starting the whole dating thing which then set off Hyzenthlay on her quest to prevent the assassin from ever touching the samurai ever again. But really, it wasn’t his fault and after an early morning walk, Kyuu had pushed that unfair thought out of her mind. Until Hyzenthlay appeared at her heels. “I WON’T LET HIM GET CLOSE TO YOU, NO! NO!” the rabbit said as she waved her club around. Exasperated yet understanding of the enemic buster’s logic, for the creature only wanted to protect its tamer from being ‘claimed’, Caerbannog sat down by the side of the road, leaned against a tree and proceeded to just stare up at the wide blue sky. Without Ryuu around, perhaps she could have her much needed rest. Slowly her eyes closed and she drifted off to sleep, and the only one left awake was the enemic buster Hyzenthlay. Bad idea... At every adventurer and lander who passed by to check the sleeping schoolgirl, Hyzen waved her little club and had more than once almost hit people’s faces. Though some of them were genuinely worried about what seemed to be a little girl who passed out beside the road, the enemic buster was a threat that they would not risk taking on. A few people thought that hey, the girl was guarded by an elite mob anyway so she would be fine, right? “GET THE HELL AWAY FROM HER!” the rabbit squeaked every now and then; her speech could only be understood by her fellow rabbit creatures and by adventurers who had the Tongue of Nature skill. But more than the samurai who laid there quite defenseless, the sight of an elite creature right by the roadside enticed a group of three low-leveled adventurers. Though other passers-by noted the samurai’s level at 81 and thus were wary of waking her up or getting in trouble with her pet, the lowbies were not as smart and thought that they could bag the enemic buster as a trophy without bothering Caerbannog the least bit. And so the three young men with avatars that seemed to be pink, orange and purple-haired versions of Justin Bieber walked right up to Hyzenthlay. There were two monks and a sorcerer, all of which were merely at Level 3.Not four or two, but three. Hyzenthlay valiantly waved her club at them as a warning. Another step and they would really get it- “OOF!” the enemic buster was knocked out of balance when a Mana Arrow hit her square on the face. Behind the monks, the purple-haired sorcerer Bieber giggled with a distinct girly voice. Oh dear, Beliebers using male avatars... it should be an interesting fight if only Caerbannog was awake. Unfortunately she was still out cold, and Hyzenthlay took a bit of time to recover for it was the first time in a while that she’d been attacked directly. As the rabbit sat up and rubbed her aching nose, the monks prepared their stances to attack with a Zoom Punch and a Zoom Kick respectively. WC: 570 || Code by Neun of ET. Artwork by Taamo.

[Mab]

Mab was just enjoying her morning walk. The girl was not in any particular rush nor was she headed towards a particular destination. Proudly wearing her Lime green armor, her new hat, a black top-hat with pink bunny ears on the side, everything else was perfectly color coordinated to make her look like her ever oh so sunny self. Because she was in no particular rush, she was still in a good mood because of earlier travels she had done. In the mean time the girl had gained some invaluable experiences and resulted in Mab being someone who was not absolutely helpless. Not that Mab really ever felt helpless herself, it felt good to have gained a few skills. Today Mab had not really decided what she would do. There was no quest going on she could join in. There were no guilds she knew well and could just swing by and pester, ehm visit. So a stroll around the woods seemed like the perfect choice for the morning.

The druid walked around the bends of the path and a strange scene came slowly into a full visual. There were unfamiliar boys with their backs turned towards Mab seemed to be facing a very familiar looking bunny. Why did the bunny look so familiar? Mab remembered that she had seen a bunny like that before, during a fight with slimes. Mab was uncertain if this was the same bunny.

On the other hand. Mab had never even heard of the name Bieber. Over the years the name and face of Bieber was forgotten, as so many one day flies he just self destructed. Bieberfiever was cured, save for a few diehard fans his unremarkable existence had been erased by time. This was probably a good thing, for these three. There was no way for the druid to recognise these boys; or where they girls? Standing on her tiptoes Mab could see a fun-sized samurai girl laying on the floor. But because the boys where standing in the way fighting the bunny that kept everyone away. The pretty bunny-rabbit seemed to be in dire need of some assistance.

While closing the distance Mab found herself standing behind the giggling sorcerer. Using her staff she gently rapped him on his shoulder. Mab did so to gain his attention. When the unsuspecting sorcerer turned around Mab broadly smiled at him/her. There was no way she would allow anyone attack a sleeping foe. And from the looks of it that was exactly what these three girly boys were trying to do.

“Hello,” Mab started after the unsuspecting sorcerer turned to face her “Are you rapists?” Mab asked in kind tones. A sudden urge welled up in Mab’s maiden heart. Her curiosity about the gender of these strange players forced her next move. Mab was going to test if these creatures where male of female. Mab suddenly raised her knee to plant it firmly in the sorcerers crotch. Connecting with the weaker player her knee hit a rather soft spot. One could call this a critical hit. She watched as the spell caster doubled over in pain. “I guess you are a boy!” Mab said, laughing to the two other weird probably boys. Her actions should surely grab the attention of the bunny slamming enemies. Is what Mab figured. She hoped to buy the bunny some time to regain it’s senses.

“Nog! Wake up!”

Mab yelled to the fun-sized sleeping girl from a safe distance.

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Word count: 564

Tags: Johan - @dindeen - Tobin

[Tobin]

Word Count: 908

The more he thought he knew, the less he felt he knew. Of course he had heard the ‘rumours’ of Kor and Caer dating trickle, well, rumours, but presented with all the subtly of a raging waterfall. He frowned, were they not brother or sister or something? He scratched the back of his head as he lay idly in the tree, catching the delightful lick of the early sun as pondered over this mystery, an idle glance cast down down to where the girl and her pet resided. Being British, the entire concept of interfamily relations was considered somewhat queer, though in typical ignorant fashion he ignored that the British had endured such practices in tight nit communities, and with sheep, for centuries. Though a phrase ‘A game the whole family could play’ echoed through his thoughts, he didn’t laugh this time, but then who was Tobin to comment on the activities of his effective overlords? Least he wasn't being tossed.

-Though, reminds me of the royal family. They originated from Germany too and bred like peas in a pod, no one complained about them I guess. -

He sighed as he closed his eyes and curled both of his arms back behind his head, welcoming the gentle kiss of the cancer inducing rays of the impersonal sky orb. Tobin wasn’t being a stalker, well, in his opinion anyway. He had witnessed the girl at the road side from some distance while out fulfilling some early morning quests. Though he was rather concerned for the unconscious women it was decided that it probably would be for the better to wait around to ensure she sobered up, rather than dare awaken the Cave of Caer at lands’ End. That had been about 30 minutes ago, the sun was rare.

However being up in the tree was the only way he could approach without being savaged by the pet that he had helped tame. If it hadn’t been for the fact it had been weakened by a small party of adventurers beforehand, the dwarf probably wouldn’t have been able to restrain it, even then it smashed his wrist and several ribs in the process. In doing so, the dwarf was probably one of its most hated adversaries, since its subsequent capture meant its fur wasn’t ever as white as it once was, he knew; Caer made him watch. Needless to say he had good reason for being up in a tree to hide from it and probably the samurai herself. That he did manage to chuckle about. Though considering it drove away practically everything with her pms temper and club, his concerns seemed to be unfounded.

-Ehh, I will go in a minute, after all, who would be stupid enough to disturb a level 81 and a sleeping- Wait what?-

A curious squeak down below caused the dwarf to stir as he rolled up onto his feet and glanced down only to see the most horrific sight. Three Justin Beibers assaulted the girl’s pet with the foul powers of beiber mania, penetrating its skin by the mana arrow infused with Bieber fever to ensure the entire world would join it’s wicked cult. Oh, and the possibility of molestation of the samurai as suggested was pretty bad as well, by three Justin Beibers? The dwarf shuddered and with a reckless bound he bolted forwards, casting his majestic shadow out behind him as he glided with all the grace of a flung brick.

“Stop right there criminal scum!”

With the obscure referenced uttered he dived down, breaking the fall from the two story height with a –summersault attack- before he landed before the zoom attacks with a hefty gust of wind, a metallic sheen already spreading across his skin as -iron body- kicked in. This was unfortunate, as though the monks were punching downward a punch connected with his torso and the kick somewhat lower, a quite clang resonated followed by a rattling. It didn’t take much imagination to figure out where it had hit.

“Gruhh…”

He bit down hard on his tongue as he supressed a squeal, the electrical pain made the dwarf buckle though he did not fall, instead, in a display that would roust the most manly of men, he pushed forwards an advance onto the two monks as he blinked through the tears of pain.

“Ya will…” he coughed as he reset the high pitch of his voice “pay for that!”

A blind punch launched by him parried with a blow to the face, only to be met with a return kick to the nuts from the dwarf, the squeal was silenced by a palm over her mouth and the dwarf raising two fingers to his lips, geasturing toward the druid. These may seem formidable to a lv 1, though that was nothing compared to the terror of a woken beast.

“Shhh….”

His second assailant punched him from the side and sent him staggering, the dwarf glanced up at the painfully bright druid as he struggled to compose himself. Casting a wink in her direction as the two monks circled on him. Though they were just level 3, adventurers were generally a little tougher to put down then a mere beast. Of course, once the paralyzing pain cleared up, these baby wannabies were going to meet his groupie, pain.

“Ya could even say I were ‘Justin time’ –Pun- ta feck ya up, you better Biebe it! –TRIPLE PUN-

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StatusThe Beast is dreaming. OOC NotesMentor thread for Tobin+someone (not Caer). Tags@dindeen Tobin Mab Johan The amount of dislike that Hyzenthlay felt towards male adventurers had slowly increased over the past week, and the situation that she found herself in only served to worsen it further. Filthy, stinky bipeds... she would rip their heads off! Just as soon as her head stopped spinning. At that moment, the rabbit only had a loose grip on her club and the Biebers could have dealt much more damage that others of their level given the circumstance, if not for the timely arrival of Sailor Mab. The girl really did look like a shining protagonist complete with beautiful golden hair. As for Sorce-Bieber, he had faced Mab to see who would dare touch his lovely avatar only to be pummeled right on the face with such an awkward question. Rapists... rapists?! Why would they want to touch the rabbit that- oh, she meant the samurai. Now that made more sense, or so the sorcerer would have thought if not for the sudden crotch shot. That hurt. That really, really hurt! Having been a girl in real life, the Sorce-Bieber could only assume that it hurt based on what she’d seen in movies but truly, it felt as if her lower body was paralyzed by that one hit. “Eeep!” was all that the sorcerer could let out as he fell to the ground and assumed a fetal position to protect his private parts. The dwarf dropped in and stuff happened. Ah wait, he was hit with a critical attack too. Poor dwarf. But if he had anything to contribute to the current situation aside from having saved Caerbannog somewhat, it was that ‘shhh’ which indeed saved them from the Beast. Hyzenthlay’s ears twitched as the samurai stirred and mumbled in her sleep; well, not quite a mumble since it was audible to everyone nearby, even the newly-arrived monk and druid. The rabbit did not understand a thing since it was not spoken with the Tongue of Nature. “Nnn... not there~ oniichaaan~” the wolf-hair said but her eyes remained shut; clearly she was dreaming. What of the dream? It was a memory of that time when Kumori helped her to move her fluffy cave into his room. The young man was rather rough with his handling of the mountain of plushies and so it was difficult to set it up right, so that in the end Caerbannog herself had to fix everything. But the onlookers did not know that, right? Welp. Misunderstandings! Oh well, that’s not Caer’s problem. But if the samurai did wake up with all her tiredness and possible crankiness, it would be the surrounding adventurers’ problem and even Hyzen’s too. The rabbit had never seen her tamer’s bad mood come into play just yet, but being female as well, she knew not to wake up a sleeping lady. As the enemic buster stood up on her hind legs, she put a finger up to her cute little nose in a gesture to shush the adventurers. Then with both hands on her club, she hopped towards the orange-haired Bieber and swiped at his right leg. The attack connected and that adventurer ended up doing an involuntary split. Yeowch! WC: 525 || Code by Neun of ET. Artwork by Taamo.

[Mab]

With a look of satisfaction Mab surveyed her handywork. The squirming rapist was out for the count. The pain that the Sorce-Bieber showed indicated that indeed Mab’s knee made a very firm connection with the dude’s crotch. Before Mab could consider her next move the girl got backup in the form a cool dwarf. Off course Mab knew the dwarven monk’s name. “Hiya tobin!” Mab said sounding unconcerned about the situation but lowered her voice so not to wake the sleeping samurai. While she watched how the monk took care of business, or well tried to. “If you want.... I can try to kick them in the nads too?” The girl asked sounding unsure. This because the remaing two bieberites where of a fighting class. Mab was not sure if she could hit them where it hurt. During her self defence class back at school the girl had learned two things, either go for the groin, or go for the nose, when dealing with rapists. Seeing Tobin work his fighting skill, Mab felt that the best way to help was to provide support. As she did not wish to bumble through the battle scene the girl summoned her wolf puppy. “Go help out the bunny!” Mab ordered the puppy. The puppy very enthused indeed made its way across the battlefield and positioned herself next to the bunny. “Wan!” Puppy said to the bunny. This while her tongue sticking out of her mouth, made it look as if the puppy was happily grinning. Yep the puppy and Mab seemed a perfect match indeed. Strangely enough it was the first time that Mab had used the summon spell. It also meant Mab had not thought of a name for her summon.

Surveying the situation Mab decided that her direct interference was not needed further. However both the bunny and the druid had sustained some damage. Mab had decided on a game plan. Not ignoring the rolling Sorce-Bieber in front of her she decided to help her allies. While keeping an eye out for the Sorce-Bieber to ensure he would not do anything strange, Mab started to out the two heroes the best way Mab could. Trying out another new found skill the girl gently called out “Earthbeat healing” This was the skill the girl selected next so both the bunny and Tobin found themselves surrounded by green sparkly lights and should start feeling better real soon. Usually this skill would attract aggro from opponents, Mab wanted to know if this would also count for these miscreants. Clutching her staff she stood ready for what happened next. The wolf pup barked once at the opponent that was sitting down doing a painful looking split. The pup leaped towards his face and head first connected with the forehead of the orange haired Bieber. Not sure if the Bieber was down for the count puppy completed her high movement and ended up standing next to the bunny again. Carefully sniffing the bunny so the wolf could remember its scent and remember that the bunny was an ally.

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Word count: 512

Tags: Tobin - @dindeen - @johan

[Tobin]

(OOC: Not my best post, i must admit.)

Word Count: 569

The dwarf initially struggled between the two monks, with the electrical pain distracted him from fully engaging either properly, with –iron body- engaged he seemed too sluggish to do much more then parry and many of his moves were quite explosive. He cursed his luck, being forced to fend off two Justin Biebers look likes with giggling girlish voices sounded like something from a terrible fan fiction erotica. The mumble from the samurai made a ping of irritation flicker through him as unwanted imagery filled his mind, his iron body faded.

-… Why did Caer have to say that? THE GOGGLES DO NOTHING! Gahh!!!-

With a flicker of irritation, he used the extra speed to charge right into the personal spaces of the beliers, as he lashed out into a full body tackle, slightly tickled with amusement as the Bieber was sent reeling. A -zoom kick- was with his free arm from the second opponent, he shook his bloodied arm to ease the pain from the recoil. He didn’t know Japanese terminology that well, but the implications made his stomach turn. A game the whole family can play indeed.

-Just how deep does the rabbit hole go…- He stood blankly and cursed himself. -It’s almost as if this is being set up with comedic backfire effect from the future! -

Startled by his sudden aggressive tempo the monks scrambled back up as the dwarf got over his pain. Mab’s comment had drawn his attention in a lull in the fight; he noticed that the monks were at least smart enough to not engage him alone.

“Hey sun, don’t ya be worryin’, just as a lesion, to be funny is all about da timing, first of all, ya need an event to work off, then timin’ for da punchline.”

He paused, as the orange Bieber was focused on him he was dropped by the white rabbit, the dwarf visibly winced, perhaps gaining some respect for the Rabbit.

“Don’t fall apart.”

His focused his attention on the other monk, hearing a feline curse as he bolted towards ‘it’, the dwarf jumped the punch and -summersault attack- the limb, that was immediately rewarded with a firm crack and cry, the dwarf continued his relentless advanced as he chuckled, the gentle healing light removing some of the irritation.

“Baby, baby, baby, oh, did tha’ hurt?”

If his mentoree had been paying attention, the joke would be obvious, With that kicked the legs out of the faltering monk and lifted his fist up, an orange flame erupting from his fist of passion, that he used only on his greatest foes and l…

“Tobin, do you have to imagine that every time you use that move?”

-Well, it is effective imag…-

-No, it’s getting old, seriously, it doesn’t even make sense! You saw what it did to that golem… How the hell are you going to use that on a lover? Just say Tiger Echo Fist.-

-….-

As he raised his fist he froze for two reasons, firstly the shockwave would likely wake the samurai, secondly he had won and the foe was cowering from his might, the dwarf sighed. It was rather anticlimactic.

“Go on, just get out of here, don’t go speeding off, don’t make national headlines, don’t do drugs, kid.”

He turned around and shrugged, a simple message being sent to Mab as he fulfilled his mentoring role of being a motivational speaker.

“She missed the punchline.”

Dry humour, at its finest.

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StatusThe Beast is awake. OOC NotesMentor thread for Tobin+someone (not Caer). Tags@dindeen Tobin Mab Johan Hyzenthlay was not keen on being near a dog. Sure, Mab’s summon was technically a wolf creature, but a dog was a dog to Hyzen much like how frenmics and enemics were all rabbits to adventurers. But the safety of the bunny’s tamer was her priority and so the silver-furred creature merely nodded at the canine beast. To her surprise, it attacked the split-up Bieber and promptly knocked the girly boy out with a headbutt. That target had merely five hit points left since apparently the splits shot him a critical hit, and would die with one more attack so Hyzen contemplated whether to make her first adventurer kill as Caer’s caretaker, or to refrain from- lolno. The enemic buster, in all her lack of mercy, used her skill Repopulation and summoned two frenmic rabbits to her side. They were more like zombunnies which would do nothing but obey her command, and so Hyzen ordered them to eviscerate the orange-haired Bieber. They cheerfully complied and filled the scene with as much blood and gore as two bunnies could muster before the Bieber went off to the Cathedral. It seemed that everything was going well and the Sorce-Bieber even ran off into the non-existent sunset upon the defeat of his-her-its friends... except for the fact that dwarf. The silver-furred enemic buster huffed and puffed and thought to send her frenmic slaves to murderize the half-ling, but what’s done was done and she knew better than to attack a person who helped her defend her tamer. At least Hyzenthlay, despite her murderous nature, still knew what it meant to be grateful. The dwarf would live to see another day. But they now had a different problem, and it was one that sent the summoned frenmics scampering away. “Hnn... is it morning yet?” said a voice from behind Hyzen, and the rabbit flinched at the sound. As the rabbit slowly turned around, she saw that indeed, the Beast had been awakened. And initially, the Beast only rubbed its pretty little eyes and yawned. Caerbannog soon stood up though and looked around absentmindedly until she noticed a small boulder by the roadside. Hyzenthlay’s eyes remained on her tamer, curious of what the girl- WHOA WHAT THE HELL. Caerbannog one-punched a boulder. WC: 375 || Code by Neun of ET. Artwork by Taamo.

[Mab]

	Mab:: Level 22 :: Druid Armor: Windsor Antiqua Leather Armor (Lv5) Main Weapon: Windsor Antiqua Staff (2H - Lv5) Quick Slot: Heartbeat Healing Summon: Wolf Pup
WC: 517	Tags: Tobin @dindeen @johan	Skills: none used

“Who missed the punch line?” Mab wondered at the dwarfs remark. Mab sure as hell did not, she believed, but probably did. Mab was not that quick on the uptake at this time. This might have something to do with the scene playing out in front of her. The samurai’s pet, summoned some others of its kind and they were ripping apart the bad person. Mab had to cringe a few times as the scene in front of her looked very painful. Not sure anyone was deserving of such a death she did nothing to prevent it. Because she did believe that some punishment was in order. The bunny had every right to deal with it as it saw fit.

The wolf sensing it was no longer needed meandered over to Mab’s side. Not wanting to stay next to the fluffy beast. It did not really mind the beast but it did sense some hostility and cared not to fight an ally. Well to call it an ally was weird, but since there was no order to attack the furry buster, the wolf pup left it alone. It crouched down next to Mab waiting for further orders, or to be un-summoned.

With the weird rapists on the run and one totally eviscerated by bunny hell the result of this encounter was rather poor for the would be robbers or rapists. Mab felt a sense of accomplishment, this because she helped stop some bad guys doing bad stuff. They paid the price and now it was over. Or so she though. But it seemed the tiny girl was about to wake up. Mab knew the girl to be Caer, they had met before. It seemed to Mab that Caer was very adept at getting into troublesome situations all by herself. Whether they were a unbelievable host of slimes or fellow adventurers; whenever Mab saw the girl she was either in trouble, or looking to cause trouble. Mab did not mind, Mab loved trouble. Trouble was the life of an adventurer.

Mab looked at the dwarf, smiling.

“Looks like the trouble is…”

Not finishing her sentence as she noticed that the samurai was barely awake, and getting up. It seemed that the best course of action was to stop speaking. Following the girl, Mab’s eyes widened in surprise and shock as she watched the girl beat up an unsuspecting rock. Why… what had the rock done to the girl? Mab could not help but wonder as she watched the scene unfold. Mab had nothing against rocks, so she had never tried punching one, but it did not seem the rock minded much… as it made little sound. It just sat there, apparently unimpressed by the one punch. Rocks where sturdy that way.

“Hiya Tobin..”

Mab said as she slowly walked up next to the monk. The dwarf had once again proven his skill in battle by taking on not one but two enemies.

“Well fought!”

Mab told the dwarf, meaning it as a compliment. Not addressing the tiny guardian yet as she still seemed to need to wake up.

[Tobin]

Word Count: 389

-Oh the humanity! Not in front of the children, Rabbit-

The dwarf visibly winced at the savagery the Rabbit had shown to the defeated Bieber. No one deserv... Well, actually ‘it’ might of deserved it, but wasn’t any less unpleasant to watch. If he had been first in the post order he would have attempted to cover Mabs eyes, though in reflection it would look a tad suspect, with a dwarf reaching around from below. Such thoughts were irreverent now, as the rabbit was now staring at him. It's murderous intent fairly obvious. Tobin frowned, and then he chuckled quietly to himself.

"Ya ungretful runt. Just ya try it."

A quiet click of his tongue sheathed his frustration as held his ground, his head tilted back as he held a more causal gaze with the rabbit. The creature irritated him, so he would be more than happy to give it a lesson in manners. However, the real sight that caught his eye was the girl rising. Did they wake her? Did she wake up by herself? Either way, the dwarf breathed a sigh of relief with his duty now over, though a separate unease in his heart. There was something very queer about the situation that seemed slightly beyond the dwarf's senses. The small boulder being shattered by her punch sent a quiver in his heart.

-She's, in a really bad mood-

The druid spoke to him in her joyful voice that made him smile despite the situation. He patted her on her side and smiled.

"Ya did well ya self, handling one with a tap of the staff... I think ya second lesson is comin' up though. Please, get away from here."

His gaze fell on Caer as he smiled that big, loveable dwarfern smile, he considered running himself but if she really took offense to him she could catch him anyways. So with positive thoughts, he chose to address the girl directly. At least he stood with his back to a field, so he would fly some distance without hitting everything if she chose to throw him.

"Heya sleepin' beauty! We 'ere just watchin' ovar ya, I know ya really want to sleep, so we'll be just goin' down thataway so ya can go back to sleep."

Needless to say, his rambling would most likely be interrupted.

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StatusThe Beast is happy! OOC NotesMentor thread for Tobin+someone (not Caer). Tags@dindeen Tobin Mab Johan The Beast had been awakened. Caerbannog turned around and she had an obvious cross look on her face. Her eyes laid first upon the enemic buster Hyzenthlay and she squinted at the creature, almost so sure that it was the one who woke her up again. A quick shake of Hyzen’s head in addition to her pointing out something made the girl understood that it was not the rabbit’s fault. It was Tobin’s. Hyzenthlay had pointed her grubby little paw at the man-beast-thing when Caer turned to look for the culprit. The enemic buster then giggle and unsummoned herself to stay out of trouble. The samurai glared at Tobin for a while until she noticed that he was much shorter than her and could easily pass for a pet or a thrown item. “Why wakey me?” the samura huffed and puffed and marched over to the dwarf. She then punched him squarely on the chest and left the man to deal with any broken ribs and such. Fortunately, since Caer was still sleepy, the punch did not pack anything too close to her actual strength. It was more like a car to the face rather than a truck to the face, and surely such a noble dwarf as Tobin could survive that much. Still, he would have flown off quite a distance, perhaps across the road and past some adventurers or landers who minded their own business. “Oh?” Caerbannog’s expression changed from frowny to happy and beaming when she laid eyes upon the druid; the samurai waved at and greeted the girl, “Hello Sunshine!” WC: 260 || Code by Neun of ET. Artwork by Taamo.

[Mab]

	Mab:: Level 22 :: Druid Armor: Windsor Antiqua Leather Armor (Lv5) Main Weapon: Windsor Antiqua Staff (2H - Lv5) Quick Slot: Heartbeat Healing Summon: Wolf Pup
WC: 501	Tags: @dindeen Tobin Johan	Skills: none used

The druid silently ignored the order to run. Why would she, the people here where all nice people. The bunny a tad hostile but yeah, it seemed like a wild bunny so it made sense. No-one was hurting anyone, except for a rock. Mab was unsure if the rock could feel pain, but if it did, it bore the pain stoically. That was until the fun sized girl walked up to the dwarf and threw him a punch too. Mab was no stranger to hating to wake up so she could not really blame Caer for doing so, Mab just hoped the dwarf would survive the blow. If not Mab could possibly help him out.

As the samurai cheered up from seeing Mab, the druid also immediately felt a lot better. Not that she was in a bad mood but she was still not liking the weirdoes they just drove off. Completely forgetting the weirdoes for a moment Mab smiled broadly at the tiny samurai.

“Good morning Caer!”

Mab said as she opened her arms and stepped in to give the girl a big hug. The hug would be slightly disappointing for anyone expecting a bewb hug, Mab just did not have enough cleavage to satisfy such a wish. But none the less the highly colorful girl still stretched out her arms to hug the tiny figure in front of her.

“Hello sleepyhead…”

Mab said to Caer. Sounding in a good mood indeed. Mab figured that the guardian might be curious as to why Tobin and Mab all of sudden appeared at the girls resting place. It was mostly coincidence. However stopping the beliebers from their vile actions was quite deliberate. One could not leave a friend in a lurch. That and Mab had no real understanding of the guardians battle prowess. How could she know, they had met only a few times before. Mab could not really remember much off the slime fight, but she remembered the guardian being terrified of the wobbly creatures.

“We chased off some bad people…. Not sure what they were doing here, but… well… they were creeping up on the sleeping you…. they won’t be doing that again today….”

Mab explained. Mab might have forgotten to mention some details. This was partially intentional because well… how do you go explaining that some weird trio was either trying to rob, or otherwise harm an innocent sleeping person. Mab did not feel it was needed to needlessly worry the girl. Though she did feel an urge to warn her not to sleep in public places. Though Hyzenthlay was a great guardian to the samurai, the bunny would have been out of his/her depth all alone. Mab just did not want to sound preachy so she decided to leave it till later. Instead she focused on the dwarf. Looking at him if he was alright, from where ever it was he landed from the earlier punch. If he was wounded Mab would use heartbeat healing to make him feel better.

[Tobin]

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-.... God, damn, it. I hate that horrific dog/rabbit love child-

The dwarf stared daggers at the ungrateful pet as it unsummoned itself, suppressing a shiver of terror as the full presence of a ticked off Caer bore down on him like a steamroller, a bout of swine flu, a rather nasty rash. The dwarf had tried to explain that there were people there, but by the time she was almost upon him, the dwarf stammered and just stopped with a shrug as the -iron body- reactivated. Enough time had been spent in her presence to know exactly what was coming next.

"Oh bugger m-eeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

The last part of his cry squeaked out as the single punch caught him in his chest and sent him flying like a fleshy square fired from a catapult, sailing off the round, rolling along the fields of gold and ended up rolling into a small stream, the dwarf made an effective dam as he lay across the bank. a sharp cough spitting out a mixture of water, sweetcorn and red syrup. It tasted like the worst syrup he had tasted, though it would likely taste better if he boiled it and turned it into a pudding. Or something. The dwarf let out a whistle from his punctured lungs, his metallic layer of skin cracked. Even if he could, he wasn't going to get up. It was best to just Chad and wait for the girls to move on.

A weak wave would be all that would greet Mab. The healing took the worst of the pain away, though it would take more than just a single spell to recover injuries of this calibre. Perhaps a lesson was here to be learned. The dwarf didn't feel like moving yet, though he had recovered enough to rasp out a single, sentence.

"This.... Is... The... Last, time, ever, I baby sit-"

The author laughed. How wrong Tobin would be.

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StatusThe Beast offers tokens of peace. OOC NotesMentor thread for Tobin+someone (not Caer). Tags@dindeen Tobin Mab Johan Hugs were great! Slightly sleepy Caer loved hugs! When Mab held out her arms to give the samurai a perhaps much-needed embrace, the shorter girl happily complied and even rubbed her nose against the druid’s chin. Perhaps something was changing within the wolf-hair due to her interactions with Scoria’s Alraune, the sunshiney Mab and the jolly Tobin... ...Caerbannog giggled. The samurai also smiled so widely. Perhaps she was well-rested? Anyone who knew her from the real world would probably say that she did not look like Kyuu at all. Kyuu Schwarze was not the giggly happy type, or at least she was not like that in public. In most MMOs, people usually were happy-go-lucky at their lower levels and tended to grow darker and more serious as they leveled up, but Caerbannog seemed to be the opposite. “I like you!” the samurai declared as she gave Mab another quick hug. Caer then skipped over to Tobin who’d just been healed by the druid. The samurai raised an eyebrow at the man, and then she pulled up her interface and took out pancakes with maple syrup from her inventory. It came with a nice little dish and cutlery of course. Maybe a strange gesture... but the wolf-hair handed the food item to the dwarf. Once either the half-ling or the sunshiney girl took it, Caer took something out of her inventory again. It was a saucer full of freshly sliced carrots, each circle about a centimeter thick and topped with a squished raspberry and honey. An uncommon sweet confection but sufficient for a sweet tooth and for mana regeneration too, and so Caerbannog offered it to Mab. WC: 275 || Code by Neun of ET. Artwork by Taamo.

[Mab]

	Mab:: Level 22 :: Druid Armor: Windsor Antiqua Leather Armor (Lv5) Main Weapon: Windsor Antiqua Staff (2H - Lv5) Quick Slot: Heartbeat Healing Summon: Wolf Pup
WC: 513	Tags: @dindeen Tobin Johan	Skills: none used

Mab felt a rush of joy running through her veins when the samurai hugged her back. Mab was liked by this fun sized girl. Somehow that made her feel immensely happy. Mab beamed at the girl that complimented her.

“Uwaa... I am liked!”

Mab’s head was spinning. Still wearing a happy grin on her face. Her big eyes followed the girl while she headed towards the dwarf, looking down she wondered why her legs weren’t moving.

Ow right... I have to move with...

Mab thought while she looked up at the sky for a moment. When her gaze returned to the monk and the samurai, she noticed that Caer had taken out some foodstuffs from her inventory. Curious as to what this may be Mab joined the two where the dwarf had landed.

The wolf pup followed Mab on her heels. The wolf’s tongue was sticking out sideways from her mouth. It just seemed like the pup was wearing a weird grin herself. While joining the others the wolf pup walked over to tobin, making barking noises to gain the attention of the burly fellow. Pup wanted attention and to be played with. Every time the little pup barked all fours would come off the ground for a few seconds. Walking circles around the dwarf and Caer. These were new people and the pup decided they were nice. So the pup wanted to play with them a little.

Mab however stared at the food item in her hands. Carrots, Raspberry and honey. It looked strange, but she wondered how it would taste like. Giving her curiosity full allowance the girl took a bite. The food had taste. Not the nasty soggy taste most food had. Not the taste of dry crackers. This tasted like real stuff. Caer could cook? This was amazing, and the sweet was gulped down greedily.

“This ish tashty!”

Mab said with her mouth still full. She stared at the samurai as if she had seen an angel descending from heaven. The thoughts that ran through her mind where in the lines of, “What, how, why.... can she make hamburgers too, I want more!”

Off course her outward appearance mirrored her thoughts, Mab should really never play any poker game. She would not be able to hide her thoughts very well at all. Once she finished her snack she looked intently at the girl.

“That was amazing!”

The girl emphasized this by nodding her head enthused in agreement. However her curiosity drove her to ask her next question. It was something very important to the honey blonde druid. Something she had been lacking ever since the game started. She was aching for it, a longing that could be compared with love. She had missed its presence for too long and had never met anyone able to do her wish justice.

“Can you make..... Hamburgers?”

Mab asked the girl, almost wanting to grab one of the girls hands to emphasize the importance of her question. If this was the case, Mab might just be forced to make this Samurai her waifu.

[Tobin]

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There were two things in life that could drive a the wooden stake of terror in any rational soul. The first was running out of toilet paper while taking a crap, that often leads to the awkward journey to find more or alternatively very awkward smearing. The second was petite girls smiling incredibly widely, as any whom had seen horror movies would find the combination of cute, twisted and supernatural unnervingly freaky.

The latter of which was more relevant to the dwarf as he lay, blocking the path of the stream with a shattered spine and countless other ailments. The best reply he could muster was a weak, forced wave and a weaker smile as his heart dropped with dread. Tobin honestly thought that this would be it, his first death at the hands of a lollipop with her finger on the big red nuclear launch button. So one can imagine his surprise when, rather than a quick stamp, that he was presented with a plate of pancakes under the scrutiny of an unreadable raised eyebrow. The dwarf took the plate some tentatively with a weak bow of his head, still weak and crippled as the healing was slow to fix the extent of his injuries.

-Wait, why would she give me pancakes, forgiveness?... wait, are these poisonous?-

The dwarf paused as he gripped the pancake and gently squeezed to feel texture, and then he smelled, the delicious aroma made his nose tingle as it smelt so real, yet he couldn't see anything wrong. Then, compelled by a critical gaze and likely the agony of his crushed spine, a fork was jabbed into a couple of the pancakes and a large bite was ripped out of them and into his mouth. Despite himself, the dwarf gasped as the chewed food touched his tongue, invigorating taste buds that he long thought to be inert, the sweet, yet sharp earthy taste of the maple syrup complimented the rich, simple taste of the sugared dough bread. The sudden contrast between the pain (his body) and the sensational oral pleasure brought the dwarf to the brink of tears.

"Ohhh, this is delicious, why didn’t ya say you were cook…. Yes, YESSS.”

The dwarf swallowed, the lump of warm food spread throughout his body like swallowed sun, the pain almost instantly began to evaporate. And so he ate furiously, comparable to a patched man discovering an oasis. Soon he was finished, the dwarf rose tentatively to his feet, the stream he blocked now spilled past like a small river. Sure, his chest still achieved with dull pain but he was mostly healed between the two! He could hug the girl, no both girls! Or rather he might have if he didn’t immediately remind himself of the killing intent that almost put him six feet under in the first place. Instead he bowed his head so that his haired chin touched his chest, offering the plate towards Caer to cover his own addition to the stream below.  Tobin almost felt ashamed at the motion that she would kill him when she punched him, after all, she had said once that she considered him a friend. The rabbit meanwhile... No.

“T-thank ya Cear, I.. Please don’t punch me again”

A lesson could be learned that a man was ruled by his stomach. By the second writing, the author had forgotten about what the punchline was meant to be.

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StatusThe Beast cries tears of joy. OOC NotesWe can end it and I will post hamburger claim. Tags@dindeen Tobin Mab Johan Mab was perhaps, if not decidedly, the tallest adventurer that Caerbannog had ever met. But never, not once, in all their meetings did the samurai ever feel wary of the druid, much less be afraid of her. Thinking back to the time when the blonde saved her from the slimes, the samurai had thought of the much taller person as a tree to hide behind in times of trouble. It was a strange reaction indeed for little Caer was usually afraid of tall people. But maybe she had some innate sense for good, or was it the druid’s pretty hair and the dwarf’s fuzzy top that led her on- either way, she’d picked some nice people to be acquainted with. Through all her adventures, the wolf-hair had met quite a number of capable adventurers but more than that, they were fun to be with and the game felt less like a harrowing grind and more like a fun journey. And isn’t that the point of MMORPGs? Dwelling on the road to finishing the end game content, which will always be patched up to unlock new content anyway. Perhaps, like a real MMORPG, Elder Tale was also endless and the point of it all would be to enjoy the companionship and the adventures and all the little things in life. Now, why did Caerbannog’s thoughts drift to that? Because she was happy. Seeing the two people before her who enjoyed her cooking, that was enough to make the Caer Bear cry tears of joy. Those who’d tried her meals were usually thankful, but the way that the dwarf and especially the druid expressed their thanks... soon it made Caerbannog wail. Aside from knowing how to cook in the real world, she wanted to make people happy with what she was able to make. By and by, though her recipes sometimes were weird, she had improved her capability as a chef and obviously, it paid off. “Uuuuuu...” the samurai cried, “I’m happy because you’re happy!” The wolf-hair rubbed her eyes profusely. In the span of a few minutes she’d gone from angry to happy to so very happy that she cried. It was quite an odd sight, thought all the passers-by, but it was none of their business and so the people moved on. Dwarf was fortunate that Hyzenthlay was already gone, otherwise the rabbit would have found a way to blame the half-ling somehow and that creature was not as kind as its tamer. The samurai then nodded at the dwarf, and then she turned to Mab who had asked a specific question. “I haven’t tried, but I don’t see why I wouldn’t be able to,” Caer replied as a smile returned to her face, “So let’s go back to town and try, shall we?” The samurai then waited for the two to reply and once they used [Call of Home], she would follow as well. WC: 485 || Code by Neun of ET. Artwork by Taamo.

[Mab]

	Mab:: Level 22 :: Druid Armor: Windsor Antiqua Leather Armor (Lv5) Main Weapon: Windsor Antiqua Staff (2H - Lv5) Quick Slot: Heartbeat Healing Summon: Wolf Pup
WC: 514	Tags: @dindeen @tobin	Skills: none used

Mab smiled happily at the fun sized samurai master chef. The food was just too good. Mab felt that the chef was amazing and had no trouble saying so. But what happened next stunned the druid; the teeny tiny girl started crying.

“Ohh no... I made her cry!”

Mab thought panicked. What did she do, did she say something wrong? Mab was sure she had just complemented the girl on her fine cooking. Didn’t she? Panicked she looked around to find something to make the little girl stop crying. She looked at Tobin to see if he knew why she was crying.
But when she heard why she was crying Mab let out a sigh of relief. Then she started crying too.

“Well if you are crying... I can’t help myself”

Mab explained between sobs of relief. To make matters worse she started giggling while she was crying. Was this ever a confusing sight to behold. The author has no real way to describe the silly situation so let’s leave it at that. Mab’s wiped away her tears. She was not unhappy but glad to have made such good friends.

“You should start a store!”

Mab blurted out. This was food that everyone should be able to taste. It was so good, and besides that, it also healed people. How was this not the most awesome thing ever. Caer’s cooking was so awesome... Mab was not sure she could live without it.

The wolf pup had no clue what to make of all this and decided to swipe her tongue over Mab’s chin. It was an attempt to make her feel better. The wolfish grin that was accompanied by this act of sheer playfulness made the picture complete.

“Ahaha... Stop that...”

Mab told her wolf pup. Remembering that the pup still needed a name.

“Ahh! You still haven’t got a name....”

Mab cried out. She just did not have an idea for the wolf... She had thought fenrir was a nice name for the female wolf but it was just so ordinary. Mab wanted something original. Not something reproduced. What a gandry. Mab was not very good at naming pets... The cat her parents had at home was called Tigger. That kind of showed... the originality.

It was time to go back? But mab just got here. Not that it mattered she was heading back to town originally before she got distracted by the weird belieber triplets. In fact this was a great idea.

“Hamburgers... hamburgers....”

Mab hummed as she activated her call of home button and was swept away to the city entrance. She would wait for Tobin and Caerbannog to arrive before wandering into town. It seemed the proper thing to do. And besides... She might even be able to eat hamburgers soon. How awesome would that be. Now if only she could find a brewer able to make Cola. Then her life here would be perfect. No need to get home... Why should she. Things were fine here. She had some great friends, the food no longer tasted like carton.

“LIFE IS GREAT!”

Mab shouted, while waiting for the other two to show up. The still unnamed wolf-pup standing right next to her.

[Tobin]

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In a saner situation, the dwarf probably would have dismissed the emotional drama with a pun, a laugh and a great big grin to alleviate the tension. However, when Caer erupted into tears also, the dwarf glanced up, confused, before another rush of emotion rushed up that was forcefully stifled with a tissue from his inventory. The dwarf met the eyes of the druid and shrugged dramatically as only a hiccup left his lips, between being nearly in the grave, experiencing extreme happiness and watching the petite girl erupt in tears of joy. The situation was indescribable in a mere sentence, so he eventually managed to stammer out a single sentence.

“I- Don’t know.”

He would not be forcefully evicted out of the thread for not knowing the answer. Though this was soon rectified by the whaling samurai, by this point he welled up in another rush of emotion and spontaneously erupted into laughter. It was generally a good feeling to help, and appreciation in return.

“Gahahaha! Isn’t that what friends are foar? Sharin’ our achievements, our successes.”

The dwarf then felt a great weariness come over him as the laughter subsided as he sat down and sighed, brushing away the last residue of distilled manly from under his eyes. The emotional outbursts left him feel somewhat shattered yet relieved. Tobin felt that he had been too emotional lately, but then it was the company that brought the emotions out. The bright 14 year old that brought much energy to the ongoing party of life, to the pillar that was Caer, his not quite mentor that repeatedly abused him but showed him fun brought him into contact with many other people in return, admittedly most of them inadvertently! Wait, wasn’t Stockholm syndrome definition for that kind of friendship?

In all seriousness the dwarf nodded in silent agreement to Mab’s statement of running a café, though he did have something to chime in on the wolf’s name.

“Try Garrek, it’s a wild, masculine name tha’ will tell sagas as he grows ‘ith ya.”

Then the sunshine disappeared in a rainbow leaving him and Caer. Was it always customary for the druid to go first? Or was the dwarf’s author just that slow? In any case, somewhat sheepish for the emotional outburst, Tobin answered her question simply with a slight smile.

“Aye, certainleh, I wanna sample a bit more cookin’ who know, I might be able to brew ya a warm beverage ta go with it.” He paused as he started to activate –home call-, his eye brow rose as a rather urgent memory was recalled. “n’ please sleep in a better place next time, othar wise people mah fondle ya bunneh.”

And with that the dwarf shimmered away in a white light, bringing his task as guardian against the Biebers to an end. May great music taste be with you , always. Ya better not biebe it