Lies and Deceit - A Fantasy RP

[HoodedHuntress]

(I have no idea what’s going, would someone mind getting me started?)

(Ok so your character lives at the mansion. Currently it is night time, and a storm has just passed. I would try to interact with someone at the mansion. If nobody has someone available, then I can make a charrie.)

 

[HoodedHuntress]

"Nice to meet you too. I should probably go. I need to hunt and bring back some food," Brid replied distractedly, a fleeting, troubled look passing over her features as she thought of what might happen if she didn't bring back anything.

Raquel's jaw dropped as she saw the ave in the tree, watching them. She was completely speechless as Eva and the ave had a full on conversation. "I-wha?"

Eva nodded slowly, not sure if she wanted her to go. But she had every right to, she thought. With that, Eva waved her goodbye and returned to the tent, beaming on the inside to finally have seen an Ave. She whispered to Raquel excitedly "Wasn't that amazing?"

 

[HoodedHuntress]

(FYI: https://www.backyardchickens.com/articles/lies-and-deceit-a-fantasy-rp-character-page.73802/ )

 

[HoodedHuntress]

(@HeavensHens88 want to join? I've seen you lurking.)

 

[Cyprus]

Persepolis sheathed her machete and swiftly descended from the last tree. She walked along the forest floor, making a pile of all of the limbs that she had cut. She couldn't see perfectly well, it was dark and only a half-moon. After a few minutes of searching, she found a patch of young saplings. Slicing them all down in a swift flick of her machete, she sat down to start weaving them into a long rope.

~~~
Persepolis finished making the rope, and tied the limbs together in a bundle. Using another length of the rope, she tied the bundle around her waist, after hoisting it onto her back.
She started picking her way back to the cabin.

 

[RiverStorm]

Xylo nodded, after making sure everyone was fine and as a sign of agreement with River. With a simple tone, he stated “I’m going to go for a walk.”, his mind full of things he wanted to ponder, voices that wouldn’t leave, about everything. Himself, the others, being a leader, River.

"And I'm going to get material for beds", Persepolis said.
She shifted into her golden eagle state and flew out of one of the broken windows, disappearing from sight in a few seconds.

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Persepolis circled high on the drafts, taking in a quick survey of the area around the cabin. Her eyes focused in, razor sharp, on two human figures several miles away in the distance. She banked away from them, descending to land. She didn't need conflict right now.

River gave a swift nod to the others, then headed to the door too. She needed to be away from the others, she needed out. As soon as she was on the porch, she shifted to her bird form. She quickly took off, rising fast on the air drafts.
The higher she rose, the less voices she could hear- animal or Aves. She glanced around, looking for somewhere to land.
She dived, then before she knew it, she was on the shore of the stream. She shifted back to her Aves form, grabbed a rock and threw it into the stream.

 

[HoodedHuntress]

River gave a swift nod to the others, then headed to the door too. She needed to be away from the others, she needed out. As soon as she was on the porch, she shifted to her bird form. She quickly took off, rising fast on the air drafts.
The higher she rose, the less voices she could hear- animal or Aves. She glanced around, looking for somewhere to land.
She dived, then before she knew it, she was on the shore of the stream. She shifted back to her Aves form, grabbed a rock and threw it into the stream.

Xylo continued trekking forward, the soft gurgle of a stream approaching. The moonlight shimmered off of the icy cold water of the creek, sparkling to contrast the darkness around him. As he continued down the stream, watching the water flow slowly against his direction, he noticed a figure up ahead, an Aves.

It was River.

Standing in the moonlight, the rays of soft light from the moon seeping through the trees wherever it could navigate itself through the thick branches and leaves. Her cold grey eyes seemed to shine in the wake of the moon's presence, her hair and clothes contrasting it with the dark black she always wore. To mourn. Xylo wished he would allow himself to mourn. Perhaps it was calming. Reassuring. Or maybe it wasn't. He couldn't remember when he had mourned as a child, how it had felt like...he had forgotten it in the mass abyss of forget. He moved away from the river as he approached, not wanting to disturb her. She seemed to be contemplating something as was he, and disturbing that would be disrespectful to River. His eyes locked on her as he walked past, the pain that she felt becoming so blatant. He silently sympathized with her as he tilted his head downwards as he walked away from the river into the veil of the forest. He placed a marker on her using his power, to check she was okay, that no one would harm her. He had become protective, he had noticed. Was that good or something to be dreaded, he wondered. Questions swarmed his mind, invading it ruthlessly like an empire invading its enemy.

 

[RiverStorm]

Xylo continued trekking forward, the soft gurgle of a stream approaching. The moonlight shimmered off of the icy cold water of the creek, sparkling to contrast the darkness around him. As he continued down the stream, watching the water flow slowly against his direction, he noticed a figure up ahead, an Aves.

It was River.

Standing in the moonlight, the rays of soft light from the moon seeping through the trees wherever it could navigate itself through the thick branches and leaves. Her cold grey eyes seemed to shine in the wake of the moon's presence, her hair and clothes contrasting it with the dark black she always wore. To mourn. Xylo wished he would allow himself to mourn. Perhaps it was calming. Reassuring. Or maybe it wasn't. He couldn't remember when he had mourned as a child, how it had felt like...he had forgotten it in the mass abyss of forget. He moved away from the river as he approached, not wanting to disturb her. She seemed to be contemplating something as was he, and disturbing that would be disrespectful to River. His eyes locked on her as he walked past, the pain that she felt becoming so blatant. He silently sympathized with her as he tilted his head downwards as he walked away from the river into the veil of the forest. He placed a marker on her using his power, to check she was okay, that no one would harm her. He had become protective, he had noticed. Was that good or something to be dreaded, he wondered. Questions swarmed his mind, invading it ruthlessly like an empire invading its enemy.

(Wait, I just saw that you edited it.)

 

[HoodedHuntress]

(Wait, I just saw that you edited it.)

(Yeah that's my fault I switched his power but we can just keep RPing I just replied to you.)

 

[RiverStorm]

Xylo continued trekking forward, the soft gurgle of a stream approaching. The moonlight shimmered off of the icy cold water of the creek, sparkling to contrast the darkness around him. As he continued down the stream, watching the water flow slowly against his direction, he noticed a figure up ahead, an Aves.

It was River.

Standing in the moonlight, the rays of soft light from the moon seeping through the trees wherever it could navigate itself through the thick branches and leaves. Her cold grey eyes seemed to shine in the wake of the moon's presence, her hair and clothes contrasting it with the dark black she always wore. To mourn. Xylo wished he would allow himself to mourn. Perhaps it was calming. Reassuring. Or maybe it wasn't. He couldn't remember when he had mourned as a child, how it had felt like...he had forgotten it in the mass abyss of forget. He moved away from the river as he approached, not wanting to disturb her. She seemed to be contemplating something as was he, and disturbing that would be disrespectful to River. His eyes locked on her as he walked past, the pain that she felt becoming so blatant. He silently sympathized with her as he tilted his head downwards as he walked away from the river into the veil of the forest. He placed a marker on her using his power, to check she was okay, that no one would harm her. He had become protective, he had noticed. Was that good or something to be dreaded, he wondered. Questions swarmed his mind, invading it ruthlessly like an empire invading its enemy.

River hurtled another stone at the water. The sounds were a constant beat, the water laping against the shore, the growl of the water, a distant howl of a wolf, a twig crack as someone stepped on it- River whirled around, a small pebble in her hand.
A shadow moved in the forest line. She could see the wings out-line, so she knew it was an Ave.
She raised an eyebrow and threw the stone- it hit the leg of whoever it was softly. "I don`t like being stalked." She said emotionlessly, a cold sound to her voice though.
Her hand lay on her dagger, in case whoever it was, was hostile.