Plot Advancing PQ falling so hard, swimming through stars
Sunjata Senzaok
Guildmaster

Age: 27 | Height: 6'5 | Race: Attuned | Nationality: Outlander
Level: 6 - Strg: 20 - Dext: 16 - Endr: 22 - Luck: 24
HAAI - Mythical - Griffin (Fire breath)
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SuNJATA
the flood
He’d sent out the notes and letters detailing to meet him in the Tundra on this day. Detailing what it was they were to seek out, for the heart to bring back to Safrin. A rare creature, she’d specified, and he’d made it a point to try and figure out just what to go and try to get. And with all of them in tow, it made it all that easier. He hates Halo, he always has, it didn’t have good memories for him in the slightest – but this is where the creature he seeks is, this is where they go.

Perhaps he can enact some form of his rage.

His jaw is set tight, bow and quiver set along his back, the sword he’d grabbed from Ianto’s wagon at his hip, brass knuckles along his fist clothed in leather gloves. And he’s fitted with plenty of furs to ward off the chill, the frustration internally at picking this as opposed to something within the Grounds or even Torchline.

Haai settles along his shoulders, ever the scout to slip up toward the sky to peer and view as far as she can see, trying to keep an eye out for the dragons that blend in with their entire surroundings. He wonders if it’s been a mistake. “Alright, rumor has it they’re here.” Sunjata utters quietly, no longer sick, the best shape he’s been in since Deepfrost.



Attuned Only PQ+ <3 we’re hunting dwagons

1. Amalia
2. Deimos
3. Peter
4. Adam

Sunjata’s bringing Flametongue & Flooded Brass Knuckles (from profile) as well as the bow Deimos made him, and Haai.

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love will save you, but it won't save me
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Peter Pikely
Citadel Spymaster

Age: 26 | Height: 5’3” | Race: Attuned x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander
Level: 4 - Strg: 11 - Dext: 24 - Endr: 28 - Luck: 9
APRICUM - Mythical - Luxere (Magical darkness)
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PETER
Peter is surprised to find that he's the first to come across Sunjata, given he is technically coming from further, fighting through the snow, which is apparently at his mildest. It's a though that comes to him whenever he wants to be upset about the cold, and all it does is upset him more. He has a supply of warm clothes now, having been in Halo a while. As he approaches, his shape is covered by a thick layer of furs, whites and greys in lieu of his usual black. Might as well have some advantages in a whiteout.

No words pass his lips, just a solemn nod towards Sunjata while they wait for the others. As soon as Adam arrives, Peter is at his side, leaning in against him and pulling an extra fur from the bag hanging at his hips, a bag that also contained Apricum, the creature carefully curled up in the space available. The only other thing he'd brought is a spear, the weapon strapped across his back and also hidden by the furs.

When Sunjata speaks, he has to lean in to catch the soft words, but they don't exactly inspire confidence. "What... what do we do if... when we find it?" Peter hopes theres some kind of actual plan, but something tells him they're mostly just playing this by ear.



Peter is bringing Apricum, and a spear. He doesn't have a lot
please don’t believe in me
please disagree with me
Peter is very heavily scarred, most noticeably on his hands

Adam Pikely
Swashbuckler

Age: 29 | Height: 6'3" | Race: Attuned | Nationality: Outlander
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Adam
It was good for Sunjata that Adam's reading lessons had gotten to the point that he could parse the letter he was sent, enough to get the general gist: punchy punchy dragons in snow place. He did not at all doubt why he'd been chosen: Sunjata must have heard about his great achievements as an adventurer and decided to improve his chances.

Besides, it actually turned out quite convenient - he'd been planning to head to Halo to visit Pet; after his time hunting dragons, he'd go off to find his love. Assuring Coffee that no one would throw a spear at a dragon as cute and little as him, he prepared, getting his guns and a knife, letting the two fangs of his snake form come from his teeth to make a threatening smile.

The trip through the portal was quick enough, then he headed to the agreed spot; Adam pulled the fur cloak he'd brought around his shoulders, grumpy to have to wear something so covering but glad to be warm (ish). Coffee sat on his shoulders, huffing out irritated clouds of warm air on the back of his neck.

When he finally reached the place, there was only one thing he saw: Pet. Immediately he began to run - maybe Pet wanted to stand there stoically, but he had no such wishes. "Babe!!" Adam wrapped his arms around the smaller man, lifting him up and planting a passionate kiss on his lips, happily spinning him about. It had been far too long since he'd gotten to see him and while it wasn't the dramatic palace reunion he'd imagined, he found it didn't matter now that they were together.

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Adam has Coffee, 2 guns, a knife, and some fangs in his mouth!


Maybe I'm not as dark as I think
Maybe I'm scared to Admit that
Please note Adam has 5 large scars across his neck and chin.
Deimos Ignatius
the Resurrected Sword
Militia General of the Hollowed Grounds / Guildmaster

Age: 26 | Height: 6'4" | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander
Level: 8 - Strg: 29 - Dext: 28 - Endr: 33 - Luck: 28
ZURIEL - Mythical - Unicorn (Healing)
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Deimos
THE RESURRECTED SWORD
How did you survive? they ask
How long did you suffer?
how dark did they tint your dreams?
Some other venture, some other sojourn, not involving infirmary hellholes and temples falling – advancements for Safrin, paying back for the intervals where the goddess had given him opportunities to do something other than falter. Into the mountains, into the thresholds of the past and the present, intertwined nostalgia coursing through his veins as he surveyed them, as they made the trek to hunt down a dragon. Perhaps it was senseless and stupid, perhaps it was just another moment etched in time that they’d regret. Perhaps it was exactly what they needed, pieces and portions not flecked along the Grounds.

He carried Amalia, and an assortment of other things: his bag full of bandages, food, rope, and water amongst canteens, just in case necessities, the protective ring on his finger, signifying connections, bonds, and armor. His shoulders bore a bow and its quiver, his belt a sword, and the shifts embedded, the magic infused, within his form. Hopefully that would be enough. Zuriel was at his side too, a healing measure, an attempt to assuage, mend, and ensure they remained as safe, as tended to, as possible.

While Peter and Adam seemed content to be in the same space, Deimos withdrew into his careful reserve, nonchalant features and fixtures, thinking, preparing, coinciding with every other action they’d need to orchestrate. A silent nod was granted towards Sunjata, and he devolved into further silence, waiting for their next direction.

--

Deimos is bringing his Bag of Holding with bandages, food, rope, and water. He has his armor-ring, bow, arrows, sword, shifts, and magic. He’s also bringing Zuriel.
- until you had blood glistening on your teeth
- until your suffering paled in comparison to their own
- until you learned to enjoy the sounds of screams
Amalia Chandrakant
the Shield of Safrin
Hand of the Queen / Baker
Portal Guardian
Age: 22 | Height: 5'6 | Race: Attuned | Nationality: Natural
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Amalia

For my part, I know nothing with any certainty
Amalia is the only one to arrive in animal form, her small body curled up under Deimos' hood. Close inspection would reveal a strange amalgamation of animal parts: the small figure of an otter coated in a leopard's thick fur, with a qilin's long tail and tuft hanging down across one shoulder and an owl's large eyes peering out from the other. She might be unnoticed by those who do not think to look, except of course that her mental voice rings through the shared Attuned space.

We're going to try to convince it to come willingly, Amalia answers Peter's question before Sunjata has a chance, shooting the man a flinty glance that bodes no room for argument. And if not, take it alive. Hopefully Safrin can use its heart while it still beats in the creature's chest. From above the group Jyoti trills her agreement, the little whale as keen as her companion on preserving life.



Amalia is riding on Deimos' shoulders for now. She has brought her bracer which has her staff, shield, and crystal in it. She also has her charm necklace.
but the sight of the stars makes me dream
Sunjata Senzaok
Guildmaster

Age: 27 | Height: 6'5 | Race: Attuned | Nationality: Outlander
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SuNJATA
the flood
To be honest, Sunjata can’t help the snort that leaves him when he watches Adam dart directly for Peter. A glance is sent toward his fellow Guildmates with the briefest hint of a smirk along his lips. “Save it for the bedroom, boys.” Amusement lingers in his tone before he focuses on trying to find a space where a dragon might be trying to hide, as Amalia answers the question from Peter. He looks back toward Deimos and Amalia with a small nod before beginning to head in a direction toward where it looks like some caves might lead underground.

Convince or capture. He agrees, though there’s a pulse of something flat along his side of the bond as Amalia’s glance is shot toward him. And hopefully Safrin can do with it what she needs to. Though there’s a part of him that’s certain it has to be a heart from an animal slain. He disregards it in favor for bringing the party toward the cave system he’s found.

Upon reaching the entrance, he shifts Haai a small amount on his shoulders, gaze flitting toward the group and their companions that come with as well. It leads underground, so make note of anything interesting. He remains silent, preferring to chat mentally with his attention on the cave tunnel that begins to descend down into the tundra.



TUNNELS! no post order <3 we're just try to scout out some stuff!
love will save you, but it won't save me
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Deimos Ignatius
the Resurrected Sword
Militia General of the Hollowed Grounds / Guildmaster

Age: 26 | Height: 6'4" | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander
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Deimos
THE RESURRECTED SWORD
How did you survive? they ask
How long did you suffer?
how dark did they tint your dreams?
The Sword had had enough of caves and underground fathoms for a lifetime. It wasn’t consternation or apprehension at the notions of the gaping abyss, but the foreboding, the nuances of everything else he’d ever encountered in networks of warrens, caverns, and basements. Considering they were searching for a dragon, it was highly likely that a conflagration was on its way, no matter how any of them intended to calculate, defend, or siege. A mental preparation for the onslaught curled through his spine, rigid and taut while he carried and listened, while he breathed calm and composure in an enigmatic, unearthly distinction, awaiting some oncoming battle, some vicious slate beneath and throughout twists and turns. If it didn’t amount to any of those things, he wouldn’t be disappointed either (but damn, he knew better).

He used his silence to observe, for piercing eyes to glance over marks in soil, along walls, or anything else in between, advancing along towards the intervals, marching towards their descent.

--

Deimos takes a look at the cavern floor and walls for any signs/clues!
- until you had blood glistening on your teeth
- until your suffering paled in comparison to their own
- until you learned to enjoy the sounds of screams
Adam Pikely
Swashbuckler

Age: 29 | Height: 6'3" | Race: Attuned | Nationality: Outlander
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Adam
When he could finally rip his gaze away from Pet, Adam fixed Sunjata with an amused look. "This is not what we do in the bedroom. You never learn the way of life?" Still, he stepped off, though he couldn't resist giving Pet a cheeky slap on the ass as he moved back and put his hands in his pockets, ready to be at least semi-serious as they walked off to the caves.

Oh, hey Ama. He said through the bond upon suddenly hearing his friend. Other than that Adam simply listened for the most part, ready to help when he could; he didn't know enough about the area or the purpose of the mission to contribute too much. Making sure Coffee stayed by his side he walked with the rest of the group for the moment, but began to flick out his serpentine tongue, tasting the air - a much better sense of smell than his human nose.
-
Adam tries to sniff out anything interesting in the caves with his snek tongue!


Maybe I'm not as dark as I think
Maybe I'm scared to Admit that
Please note Adam has 5 large scars across his neck and chin.
Peter Pikely
Citadel Spymaster

Age: 26 | Height: 5’3” | Race: Attuned x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander
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PETER
Usually, Peter would be embarrassed to be called out for his closeness, but at the moment he couldn’t really bring himself to care. He just offered Sunjata a shrug, a mostly hidden smile, and turned his attention to the task at hand, the caves.

Amalia answered his question, and Peter couldn’t help the way he tipped his head back and forth, like he was considering that. ”Has anyone... even talked to... to a dragon before?” He asked, knowing it wasn’t something he had heard of. And he wasn’t really the most skilled conversationalist.

As they entered the caves, Peter took Apricum out of his bag and set it down, among sure it kept pace with them. He kept his eyes focused up, partially shifting his throat and his ears to use his bat senses. His last trip into the ice caves had given him some expectations at least.



Peter has let Apricum out, and is using echolocation to keep an eye above them.
please don’t believe in me
please disagree with me
Peter is very heavily scarred, most noticeably on his hands

Amalia Chandrakant
the Shield of Safrin
Hand of the Queen / Baker
Portal Guardian
Age: 22 | Height: 5'6 | Race: Attuned | Nationality: Natural
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Amalia

For my part, I know nothing with any certainty
From her perch upon Deimos' shoulders there is little she can do, except meet Sunjata's glance with her own acute gaze while Jyoti trills a soothing note. Shifting her ears to a qilin's long, acutely turned ones, she lets her tail light with lilac fire, as much to provide light as to potentially alarm any watching predators.

We all know Coffee, she points out in reply to Peter, a little bit of amusement in her mental voice. So at least we have an ambassador. She opens her mind up to the dragon for any input the serpentine creature might have - as well as any of the remaining companions, suspecting them to be just as attuned to the surroundings as any human.



Amalia listens to whatever she can, and asks the companions if they see anything notable
but the sight of the stars makes me dream


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RANDOM EVENT
Has no one learned their lesson about what lives in the dark and deep of Halo? Ahh well, today shall be a lesson hard-learned, then.

The ground beneath Deimos' and Sunjata's feet groans beneath their substantial weight but holds just the same. Luckily all the others are relatively light—or not touching the ground at all—for now at least, this seems to be the least of your worries.

Ahead, you hear the bubbling and manic sound of laughter. Surely one of the mad cannibals, though there is only one path forward just the same.



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Amalia Chandrakant
the Shield of Safrin
Hand of the Queen / Baker
Portal Guardian
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Amalia

For my part, I know nothing with any certainty
As the ground begins to groan and shift Amalia's head jumps up in concern, her acute hearing listening for the telltale signs of crumbling ice or stone. Lifting off of Deimos' shoulder the baker takes lightly to wing, her body becoming that of the owl as she tries to relieve some of the weight below. Those of us who can should take wing, she suggests mentally to the others.

The sound of laughter and insanity is less than reassuring. With a quiet pulse of Careful the owl pushes ahead, reaching out to any nearby birds or rodents to investigate what waits around the bend. She herself takes higher to the air, hoping to get a good vantage point from a relatively safe location and depending on her pale feathers to keep her camouflaged among rock and stone.



Amalia suggests they all fly. She asks the others to wait while compelling any animals in the cave to go investigate the sound (and if that fails, goes herself)
but the sight of the stars makes me dream
Adam Pikely
Swashbuckler

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Adam
As the ground began to creak Adam automatically leaped up to shift to his bird form, immediately wanting to be off the unsteady surface. Way ahead of you. Of course, the disadvantage of this form was that he could not hold his pistols at the ready when he heard the almost comically creepy laughter coming from within the cave; hopefully if he needed them he'd have time to shift back.

Perhaps unecessarily, he felt protective of Amalia after her recent troubles. Flying close behind her, Adam tried to look for the source of the laughter from above.

--
Adam shifts into a birb and follows behind Amalia looking for the laughing person.


Maybe I'm not as dark as I think
Maybe I'm scared to Admit that
Please note Adam has 5 large scars across his neck and chin.
Deimos Ignatius
the Resurrected Sword
Militia General of the Hollowed Grounds / Guildmaster

Age: 26 | Height: 6'4" | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander
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Deimos
THE RESURRECTED SWORD
How did you survive? they ask
How long did you suffer?
how dark did they tint your dreams?
They received several warnings within an instant. The first was the ground beneath his feet groaning, too much bulk, too much mass, too much muscle. The second was an intriguing manic sound, like laughter, but not an even keen, and he tilted his head for a moment at both notions, mind already calculating, already instigating, already provoked into action.

Amalia wouldn’t have to tell him twice. He contorted his weapons and any other manifestations and artifacts into his bag, ready for talons, grateful that despite the amount of items needing to be in the satchel, he wouldn’t feel the massive weight. His eyes darted quickly to Zuriel, a quiet, quick nod of assertion and assurance between the bonded pair, and the unicorn tucked herself neatly into the shadows, following after Amalia’s wake. Then the beast quickly took flight, arms becoming feathers, wings, and plumage, a few gliding maneuvers to get off the fragile ground, hovering after Amalia and Adam, striving to blend into either walls or stone. It was tempting to follow; but if too many of them went ahead without the rest of the party, it’d likely alert the bizarre mess before them.

So he glanced thereafter, studying, still looming, still presiding in a studious wake, and perhaps his eagle gaze would be able to snatch at something else besides the deranged individuals lingering nearby.

--

Deimos shifts into his eagle form, taking his bag and items with him, and follows Amalia and Adam, but doesn’t go around the bend, waiting for any answers or observations. He studies the nearby surroundings. Zuriel tucks herself into the shadows and waits from below.
- until you had blood glistening on your teeth
- until your suffering paled in comparison to their own
- until you learned to enjoy the sounds of screams


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