Adventurous Fluffs

multi-muse dnd/pathfinder side blog, non-selective. follows back from kurisu-uzune

[adventurous-fluffs]

what are Your character's favorite songs?

I'm also going to list their fight songs... and if they were a raid boss.

Alexander: Favorite: Carry On My Wayward Son. (Typically uses it to help other guardsmen through things) Battle song: Battle Against A True Hero. (What were you expecting from the captain of the guard?) Raid Boss: Bergentrückung (I like the word meaning and the song remix so I chose it for him. edit: thinking about a 'king' version of him)

Al Kahin: Favorite: Hallelujah (tries to get Alexander to sing it but fails every time) Battle song: MAYDAY. (Al Kahin doesn’t deal damage) Secret Prophecy Raid Boss: Invasion (He doesn't know about this)

Xylitol: Favorite: Bad Liar. (He's an Assassin, it's a meta joke) Battle song: Body Work 3 (A good beat to kick your ass to when stealth is not an option.) Raid Boss: Break Them. (Can and Will fight to the beat. That's his boss mechanic.)

Calcifur: do his choices really need explaining? Favorite: Die In A Fire. Battle Song: I Burn. Raid Boss: Soul Of Cinder

Kabartmak: Favorite: Memory (he’s old. Alexander has sung it for him and this is the reason Al Kahin wants him to sing Hallelujah.) Battle Song: Davy Jones’s Theme (he likes it because it starts soft, he gives enemies a chance to back down. If they refuse, they’re in for a fight.) Raid Boss: Answers (what were you expecting from a max level wizard with full mythic tiers?)

(didn’t have a pinned post so eh why not this)

[since this is my pinned post, i'll put a link to rules here.]

[ambers-stitch-n-bitch]

[adventurous-fluffs:Alexander] A door would appear, seemingly not connected to anything, and a 7ft tall, muscular fox man, wearing only shorts and a cape would step out holding a piece of paper.

"Ya know, it's not every day you get a letter from another world asking for training. But! With the old fox's World Bridge spell, I guess anything is possible. So, are you the 'former karate kid' mentioned therein?"

Amber was in her hotel room at the makeshift desk, in the process of finishing up the presentation for the monthly report when a large door just… popped into existence, in the middle of the room. Okay, that was odd, was Kee-Kee on the nip again and doing some Dalí-style remodeling?

Before she could follow that train of thought any further, said new door swung open and an absolutely mahoosive guy stepped through. "Jėzau Marija!" she yelped as she shot up from her seat. Well, she was in precisely the wrong place to call onto either of these two, but old habits definitely died hard. The hare sinner’s orange eyes darted from the new arrival’s face to the definitely familiar-looking piece of paper.

"That…. is the message I left on the bulletin board downstairs in the lobby." It even had the holes from the pins in the corners. "How it got from there to you, Sir, is anyone’s guess, but we do have few magic users at the hotel." She gave a little bow. "The name’s Amber and uh… in case you're not aware, you’re in Hell right now. The Pride Ring, to be more exact." She figured it was only polite to point that out.

[adventurous-fluffs]

"Yeah, it's just with my body. Punches, kicks, whatever I do really, as long as it has the intent of harm behind it. . All on their own, sure, that is a list of ifs. But what I really mean is all at once."

He would start to stretch his arms a bit. If either of those two bothered to look, it would be fairly obvious that the 7ft tall muscular fox was preparing to separate them.

Still in the hushed tone, he would add, "Oh, Adamantine is the hardest and sharpest metal where I am from. If I remember correctly, I think it is an alloy of Adamant, Electrum, and Mithral. Adamant is an ore found in meteors where I am from."

All of that said, now is when he would start to make his way over to the other two.

[ambers-stitch-n-bitch]

The crab and armadillo sinners were still busy circling each other and exchanging blows, unaware that Amber, harmless-looking as she was, got to decide whether they made worthwhile test subjects for her current sensei's abilities.

She watched them warily, noting they did not care about damage to the surrounding area or harm to people who just happened to be passing by. While she was at it, she started cataloguing their attack patterns and potential weak points, specifically the crab sinner's eyestalks and multiple sets of spindly legs, and the other's unprotected torso and poor neck mobility.

"You know what, I'm quite happy you decided not to punch me with all that." Well, he had said he'd fought dragons before! Amber playfully swung her legs back and forth as she sat on the bench, quietly assessing the pain level in her injured knee.

Finally, the crab sinner took notice of Alexander making his way over to them. "Hey big guy, you look like you're itching to join! Come, let's make this interesting!" He opened his arms as if to invite the new arrival into a hug, snapping his giant claws.

The armadillo sinner's ears pinned to her head as she rolled her eyes. "Of course, can't put a dent in me on your own, so now you're soliciting random strangers for help. Pathetic!" She stuck out her long tongue in disgust and raised her armoured forearms in anticipation of more incoming attacks, trying to keep both Alexander and the crab sinner in her line of sight.

[adventurous-fluffs]

Hmm.. It seemed somewhat obvious now who was the more antagonizing of the two. He could probably talk the armadillo down if the crab wasn't egging him on. But, first things first.

"You needn't worry about your shell if you give me no cause to hit you. I've come over here to ask the two of you to cease your hostile actions, as this little scuffle of yours is damaging the surroundings, and acting as a danger to those passing by."

He had sized the two up in the time it took him to walk over to them. He was just out of a lunging reach for them, but for him, they were in just the right spot. He figured though, since he was being led around by Amber, he could try a method more in line with how she described the Princess's way. Best not to reflect negatively on a resident of that hotel on his first visit here.

"If you insist upon continuing to fight each other, well.. This is Hell after all, i'm more than certain there is a location where the two of you could settle things properly. I'm sure bets would be made in such a place, so you could possibly make a little money if you win whatever your argument is about."

Threatening violence as an incentive to stop was probably not going to get him anywhere at all.. But putting forth the idea that they could make money off of their fight? Well, it was probably a safe assumption that most people in any version of Hell would be greedy enough to go for that. And there was probably some fight ring, legal or not, somewhere in the city for them to do just that.

[dentedxhalo]

[adventurous-fluffs:Al-Kahin] While the little cleric 'could' be sneaky when he wanted to, today he was just being silly. He was trying to do a little play sneaking while trying to get closer to Abel.

Abel was sitting on the ledge of the wall in the garden blowing bubbles, not knowing anything that's about to happen

[adventurous-fluffs]

A little sneak here. A little sneak there. A pause to make sure he wasn't spotted. His claws and the prayer beads around his neck were probably lightly tapping the floor as he moved, but this was for fun, so it was fine.

Once he got to the wall, he would jump up onto it and say, "Hi Abel!"

[dentedxhalo]

Abel immediately screams and falls backwards off the wall

[adventurous-fluffs]

Al-Kahin would go over to the edge of the wall and look down, giggling.

"I heard humans like to sneak up on each other! Also, are you going to be okay?"

[dentedxhalo]

"oww..." He was seeing stars right now, he fell from quite the height

[adventurous-fluffs]

The little fox would hop down and place a paw on Abel, casting Heal. That should handle it.

"Sorry about that! I kinda thought you would fly if you fell."

[dentedxhalo]

[adventurous-fluffs:Al-Kahin] While the little cleric 'could' be sneaky when he wanted to, today he was just being silly. He was trying to do a little play sneaking while trying to get closer to Abel.

Abel was sitting on the ledge of the wall in the garden blowing bubbles, not knowing anything that's about to happen

[adventurous-fluffs]

A little sneak here. A little sneak there. A pause to make sure he wasn't spotted. His claws and the prayer beads around his neck were probably lightly tapping the floor as he moved, but this was for fun, so it was fine.

Once he got to the wall, he would jump up onto it and say, "Hi Abel!"

[dentedxhalo]

Abel immediately screams and falls backwards off the wall

[adventurous-fluffs]

Al-Kahin would go over to the edge of the wall and look down, giggling.

"I heard humans like to sneak up on each other! Also, are you going to be okay?"

[cycleofstars]

@adventurous-fluffs:

Such a nice name, Avalon, with an equally nice meaning behind it. It somewhat made it fitting that she was the one in charge of the Library. The bit about people falling to their knees at hearing the name seemed a bit much to him though... But he knew all things were possible, so maybe those people were from a rather religious world. "You certainly have a storied name, along with your family. Certainly better than mine just being something I came up with to sound more like a wizard." He would give an old man chuckle at his own joke. He could probably make up some background for his name, but he was an honest fox. "I understand you are resigned to that fate, but that does not mean you cannot still find hope in the new methods. You will simply be less disappointed if it does not work. . And maybe, the joy if it does work can be even greater. I am uncertain, I haven't studied psychology all that much." 'All that much' was probably a horrible understatement since his 'Average' study of something was typically college level.

In a place like Camelot? Oh you bet it was possible. But... only there, truly. If only because of the connection between her name and Arthur's resting place... and a certain magus who sat in his tower now holding a dying star with only her voice -- Ava's -- as a comfort.

'Don't say that.' Her voice is gentle. 'I think your name is quite unique, dear fox wizard. I am glad to know it.' She is wistful as she sighs softly. 'I have exhausted every avenue at present. I am always open to new takes on things in regards to my search, but... I tend to find burnout some times, such as recently. I just... find myself sinking into my work instead.'

The hour was growing late by this point and her gaze directed itself to the false ambience of the twilight sky outside. She looks to Kabartmak then. She doesn't know what else to say, so for now she will just let the fox steer the conversation.

[adventurous-fluffs]

"Well, you most likely won't need to worry about any burnout, since i'm going to be the one making the new spell. It'll be like I show up one day with it, and we try it."

He really did want to see if he could make a Scrying spell that could work past the space between worlds. . Weirdly enough, it might Only work in the library, due to its unique location. That's a question for later though.

"It certainly has been an interesting day. You got a new friend and a new world's information, while I got to see and experience you and your Library. I can tell this will be a rather nice friendship. . All that said though, I don't really know what should come next. Aside from just studying things.."

[cycleofstars]

@adventurous-fluffs:

The old fox would listen quietly as Gula poured out his past for him. It was.. Unique. He hadn't met anyone much like him, and the time alone somewhat made him remember his solace here and there over his many years. . Maybe, once he was done with that 'True Scrying' spell that he was working on for a certain librarian, he could use it to help find Gula's Ava. He very much doubted they were the same Ava he knew. "...The part about the war and disappearing from history.. I will look into that on my own, as not to put you through any memories. But, I believe that if something caused history of such potential magnitude as an entire war to be forgotten, then it likely had some lingering effect that caused my memory fog. It might have potentially effected the others you have met along the way as well." With that out of the way.. He started to focus on this 'Master' guy. Why build them up just to destroy their unity? To start a war? To ruin a family? .. He didn't have any answer for that right now. He might find it in his searches later. For now, maybe he could try connecting a bit more with Gula. He at least knew about losing a found family. "..When I was younger, and had just started learning magic, the professor I was learning from got into a lot of gambling debt. He had wagered on fights in an arena through some middle man. To pay them off, he had me kidnapped and sold to that arena, since who was going to miss a fox? I got placed with a group of others in that place.. Most of them didn't survive the next few years." Since he had used a Flying spell to make being on Gula's shoulder easier, Kabartmak would 'walk' on the air a bit off to the side, so he could be about eye level with Gula. He was actually rather adept at making it look like he was walking and standing on the air, since wizards couldn't cast Air Walk. "My group did eventually stabilize. Myself, a cat that was a White Necromancer, a kitsune Bard, a catfolk Paladin, and another kitsune who was a Brawler. Oddly enough, the Brawler wasn't there against his will. He was an adventurer looking to get stronger so he could go back and defend his home.. But that's another story for another time." All of their stories were long and rather time consuming to explain, but he would have to get their permission to tell those stories. "My group did eventually buy out our own freedom though. The two felines completely leveled the Arena not long after that. . We continued on as adventurers for a bit, and eventually went our separate ways... Right after we stopped a crisis and I got tossed backwards in time.. It was a bit comical, I walked over from a place I was watching from like nothing happened, having taken the long way back. I'm five hundred years old and was technically born about twenty years ago." Of course, another Arena popped up in some other place, but those kinds of things are like ants. You'll never get rid of all of them. "All of that is to say.. I can understand how it feels to watch people you care about either be driven away or taken from you. . And it really does seem like your 'master' took that family from you with his scheme. . I could probably have made that shorter, but I am old and prefer details."

Gula is grateful for the fox's wisdom, but he reassures him; "I am fine to help you find the answers you seek. I, too, am curious as to why certain magicks work differently... and why you don't remember a lot of it." He pauses. "The best answer I can give is that perhaps the frequencies in our respective world's magicks don't mix fundamentally... or... perhaps it's simply there is some kind of..." He pauses. "... not a counter curse, but more or less that."

He grows quiet for his tale. To think the fox had gone through something similar...

To say he was relieved someone understood was an underestatement. He's even more glad it's his little fox friend. His insight is... He seems wistful as he responds; "... In my wanderings... I've realized that yes, you are correct on that. The only one in the end who I could trust in the end was Ava. She..." He closes his eyes as he continues onward. "... she helped me when she didn't have too... and now she's gone."

He thinks over his 'siblings' and yes, he was close with all of them... some more then others, but Ava... Ava was always a place of comfort. They were about the same age and because of that, they were easily able to get along. Plus, her more playful nature countered his more snarky one all too well.

"... So... the memories... how do we test these?"

[adventurous-fluffs]

"Truthfully, I don't really know how to test it.. I could probably create something that detects mind-effecting magic, or a device that takes the differences to an extreme, forcing it to break the device in a way we can study, but those are just speculations."

He would move down in the air, pretty much walking down to a small wall that he could sit on. They had pretty much poured out the base of their lives to each other, so if they weren't close friends before, they definitely were now... Then he had a thought.

"The magic of these worlds. . Has it ever been effected by intense emotion? On my world, it is excessively rare, but entities with primal power can sometimes enhance their abilities, or create entirely new ones given the right conditions. I have some new ideas but they are predicated on the answer to that question."

[dentedxhalo]

[adventurous-fluffs:Al-Kahin] While the little cleric 'could' be sneaky when he wanted to, today he was just being silly. He was trying to do a little play sneaking while trying to get closer to Abel.

Abel was sitting on the ledge of the wall in the garden blowing bubbles, not knowing anything that's about to happen

[adventurous-fluffs]

A little sneak here. A little sneak there. A pause to make sure he wasn't spotted. His claws and the prayer beads around his neck were probably lightly tapping the floor as he moved, but this was for fun, so it was fine.

Once he got to the wall, he would jump up onto it and say, "Hi Abel!"

[ambers-stitch-n-bitch]

[adventurous-fluffs:Alexander] A door would appear, seemingly not connected to anything, and a 7ft tall, muscular fox man, wearing only shorts and a cape would step out holding a piece of paper.

"Ya know, it's not every day you get a letter from another world asking for training. But! With the old fox's World Bridge spell, I guess anything is possible. So, are you the 'former karate kid' mentioned therein?"

Amber was in her hotel room at the makeshift desk, in the process of finishing up the presentation for the monthly report when a large door just… popped into existence, in the middle of the room. Okay, that was odd, was Kee-Kee on the nip again and doing some Dalí-style remodeling?

Before she could follow that train of thought any further, said new door swung open and an absolutely mahoosive guy stepped through. "Jėzau Marija!" she yelped as she shot up from her seat. Well, she was in precisely the wrong place to call onto either of these two, but old habits definitely died hard. The hare sinner’s orange eyes darted from the new arrival’s face to the definitely familiar-looking piece of paper.

"That…. is the message I left on the bulletin board downstairs in the lobby." It even had the holes from the pins in the corners. "How it got from there to you, Sir, is anyone’s guess, but we do have few magic users at the hotel." She gave a little bow. "The name’s Amber and uh… in case you're not aware, you’re in Hell right now. The Pride Ring, to be more exact." She figured it was only polite to point that out.

[adventurous-fluffs]

Alexander wouldn't pay much attention to the strange looks, just going along with things. He didn't need to see her shrug since he could feel her move. When they got to the benches and he saw the two fighting, he thought about breaking it up, but did wonder a few things... He would match her tone as he replied.

"You're probably right. Best to avoid a diplomatic incident. . I do kind of want to break of this fight though, but that might raise another problem."

He would move to set her down in the direction of the benches, so it would seem like they were just going about things normally and not draw attention.

"As I am an near the height of my strength, and essentially infused with magic, my hits take on the properties of certain things that bypass certain defenses. The properties they have so far are magic, cold iron, silver, good aligned, and adamantine. . I have a feeling that I would cause more damage than they would expect. Any thoughts?"

[ambers-stitch-n-bitch]

She carefully climbed down his back, already feeling a bit better.

"That's... just using regular kicks and punches? Or do you have some hidden weapon or power that lets you use these?"

Thinking a little about all the properties he listed, Amber figured he might be ok to break these two up if he felt like it.

"Exorcists don't end sinners through hand-to-hand combat as far as I am aware, so good-aligned by itself is likely not an issue. Neither should be magic, as many here have that. They explicitly kill sinners with their angelic steel weapons to ensure they do not come back. Some say it's not so much that the metal itself is special, but that the weapon was blessed that makes it deadly to us. I've never heard of silver weapons doing anything in particular to sinners - in our world's folklore, that's primarily for werewolves and also in some cases vampires, witches and certain fey creatures. Cold iron is mostly recognised for repelling and hurting fey and ghosts and I am fairly positive we have what would be classified as such here, so that should be OK as well. No idea what adamantine is, but here the word 'adamant' is an old way to refer to diamonds. I think Adam used a beam-like power to perma-kill that one hotel resident that then got redeemed, but there aren't a lot of frames in that bit of video footage, so it is hard to tell."

After subtly watching the two squabbling sinners for another few seconds - they still weren't getting anywhere in their attempts to hurt each other - she nodded at Alexander.

"I'd say you can give it a go, but try not to outright kill them."

[adventurous-fluffs]

"Yeah, it's just with my body. Punches, kicks, whatever I do really, as long as it has the intent of harm behind it. . All on their own, sure, that is a list of ifs. But what I really mean is all at once."

He would start to stretch his arms a bit. If either of those two bothered to look, it would be fairly obvious that the 7ft tall muscular fox was preparing to separate them.

Still in the hushed tone, he would add, "Oh, Adamantine is the hardest and sharpest metal where I am from. If I remember correctly, I think it is an alloy of Adamant, Electrum, and Mithral. Adamant is an ore found in meteors where I am from."

All of that said, now is when he would start to make his way over to the other two.

[cycleofstars]

@adventurous-fluffs:

Seeing the softer side of Gula was a nice change. If the old fox could allow him such moments to relax and let the chains of the past weigh less, he would. It was then, as he thought about that, when Gula asked a heavy question. It really didn't have a right answer. A place to go would always depend on the person. "When I get burnt out.. I don't really get burnt out these days, but when I was younger.. Let's see.." He would think back a bit. Before the great battle, before he was chosen as the Crown of Heaven's protector, before he was so fueled by magic that he rarely needed to sleep.. "Before all of what I am today.. I believe I would teleport to the top of a castle's bastion, on a cloudless night under a full moon. High enough to be away from the lights below, and it had to be a flat topped bastion, so the sky was visible. The guards there knew me so they would allow my shenanigans. There, I would pull a nice pillow out of my pocket vault, and just lay down and watch the sky. It was very relaxing."

As they walk, he's careful to steady the Fox for now on his shoulder, simply enjoying his company and the calm of the nature around them. As for where Gula had been to begin with; just an open expanse of land, a dirt path, green grass, blue skies. Nothing big. Just as a place in some expanse of the multiverse where Gula had decided to travel. It laid within the confines of is home universe but not any particular one world.

Under his mask, his gaze shifts to look in Kabartmak's direction for a moment. He could imagine the scene he laid out and for a moment... "... I had a place like that. In Daybreak Town." He thinks of those days fondly... before things went into the gutter. "... We lived in the Clock Tower. Me, Ira, Aced, Invi, Ava, Luxu, and our Master." He can't recall if he ever namedropped his family.

"... I was... an orphan. My Master took me in with everyone else. He taught us the ways of the Keyblade. We... were a family." He admits softly. The boy from before is now on full display. "... My favorite place was the top of the Clock Tower at dusk. The world was quiet. Not many people. Then Invi would find me, and then the rest. Then... we'd just all sit and watch the sunset."

He's too tired and jaded to cry reliving his memories, but if he could, he probably would. "... Then, my Master... decided to play a game, for a lack of a better word. For what reasons I don't think I'll ever know, but he gave me a paper from a book. Told me to find the culprit. What followed was me and my siblings tearing each other apart. They Keyblade War happened and we disappeared from the faces of history."

He stops and his head lowers a bit as beneath his mask, his eyes close. "... I began travelling. I sought answers from other worlds for many questions and while I found most, the one I always wondered was simply 'Why? Why force your students to tear each other apart? What were you hoping to achieve?'" He closes his eyes and sighs deeply. "My Master was... a piece of work. He would only ever answer your questions with more questions. He was exhausting in personality. Now that I've travelled and had time to process it... the closest I can tell you is he felt a need to control everything."

His voice drops to a murmur. He's too tired to cry. Too tired to simply exist at the moment. "... Then, I met you. I met some other Keyblade Wielders. I lost contact with all of you and now you've found me and I... am yet one step less closer to finding Ava." His eyes close. "Luxu summoned us -- Ira, Me, Aced, and Invi. We answered. He had taken a new form. He excluded Ava and didn't explain why... so now I'm looking for her... and I don't know where to look next." His hand comes up, carefully avoiding the diadem to gently pet behind the fox's ear.

"... I'm kind of glad you found me. So... thanks, Kabartmak."

[adventurous-fluffs]

The old fox would listen quietly as Gula poured out his past for him. It was.. Unique. He hadn't met anyone much like him, and the time alone somewhat made him remember his solace here and there over his many years. . Maybe, once he was done with that 'True Scrying' spell that he was working on for a certain librarian, he could use it to help find Gula's Ava. He very much doubted they were the same Ava he knew.

"...The part about the war and disappearing from history.. I will look into that on my own, as not to put you through any memories. But, I believe that if something caused history of such potential magnitude as an entire war to be forgotten, then it likely had some lingering effect that caused my memory fog. It might have potentially effected the others you have met along the way as well."

With that out of the way.. He started to focus on this 'Master' guy. Why build them up just to destroy their unity? To start a war? To ruin a family? .. He didn't have any answer for that right now. He might find it in his searches later. For now, maybe he could try connecting a bit more with Gula. He at least knew about losing a found family.

"..When I was younger, and had just started learning magic, the professor I was learning from got into a lot of gambling debt. He had wagered on fights in an arena through some middle man. To pay them off, he had me kidnapped and sold to that arena, since who was going to miss a fox? I got placed with a group of others in that place.. Most of them didn't survive the next few years."

Since he had used a Flying spell to make being on Gula's shoulder easier, Kabartmak would 'walk' on the air a bit off to the side, so he could be about eye level with Gula. He was actually rather adept at making it look like he was walking and standing on the air, since wizards couldn't cast Air Walk.

"My group did eventually stabilize. Myself, a cat that was a White Necromancer, a kitsune Bard, a catfolk Paladin, and another kitsune who was a Brawler. Oddly enough, the Brawler wasn't there against his will. He was an adventurer looking to get stronger so he could go back and defend his home.. But that's another story for another time."

All of their stories were long and rather time consuming to explain, but he would have to get their permission to tell those stories.

"My group did eventually buy out our own freedom though. The two felines completely leveled the Arena not long after that. . We continued on as adventurers for a bit, and eventually went our separate ways... Right after we stopped a crisis and I got tossed backwards in time.. It was a bit comical, I walked over from a place I was watching from like nothing happened, having taken the long way back. I'm five hundred years old and was technically born about twenty years ago."

Of course, another Arena popped up in some other place, but those kinds of things are like ants. You'll never get rid of all of them.

"All of that is to say.. I can understand how it feels to watch people you care about either be driven away or taken from you. . And it really does seem like your 'master' took that family from you with his scheme. . I could probably have made that shorter, but I am old and prefer details."

[cycleofstars]

@adventurous-fluffs:

He found it a bit odd that she was asking about his name, but they weren't in some fae location, so it'll probably be fine. There was something he had to say first though. "Entomology is the study of bugs. You're looking for the word Etymology, the study of the origin of words.. Anyway, my name is actually not my original name, but it is the one i've used since becoming a wizard. Despite being sapient and intelligent, Noble Species tend to have specific names." He would rest his head back for the moment, really giving in to the whole 'ragdoll' bit now. He wasn't making any 'happy noises' like most foxes did, as he was far too old for that habit to have persisted. "The professor that began teaching me magic said no one would respect a wizard named 'Floofs', so I came up with Kabartmak, since it sounded long enough and had three distinct parts to sound out. I've been using it for about 496 years, so it is my true name according to myself and the Fae."

'Floofs'... The look on her face is one of cuteness aggression but she refrains. 'I think it suits you, but your original name is also very cute.' She smiles softly and she then finally puts down her little guest, moving to help him fix his cloaks.

'My name...' She pauses. '... My mother gave me my name. Ava... means 'little bird' in some respects... but my true name?...' She trails off. '... I've had people before fall to their knees at my true name. It's... odd. Weird, even.' This fox wizard isn't easily rattled, thankfully, so she feels safe telling him it.

'... My true name is Avalon. The last resting place of one of the greatest Kings in history and a sacred place for the dead. To many, it can be seen as a name for a sanctuary. It... doesn't help that fundamentally I'm a bleeding heart, so... you see where I am going with this, I hope.'

She looks wistful at revealing her name. 'My mother... her name was Theodora. My brother... Lochan. One of my goals is to find my brother, but I have looked for so long and through so many places... and I just... cannot find him. The best way to describe it is... 'a glitch in the matrix'. I suppose.'

She sits back down and folds her legs under her. For a moment, the woman just looks... tired. Weary, even. 'I am not against trying new methods to find him, but at this point I am resigned to the fate that I may never find him.' Her gaze shifts away. '... I have learned to be content in my solitude... just me, my Library, and my books.' And yet, she is still a human. Humans crave connection.

This woman is truly just a lonely little girl who desires friends. That is her absolute truth at this point.

[adventurous-fluffs]

Such a nice name, Avalon, with an equally nice meaning behind it. It somewhat made it fitting that she was the one in charge of the Library. The bit about people falling to their knees at hearing the name seemed a bit much to him though... But he knew all things were possible, so maybe those people were from a rather religious world.

"You certainly have a storied name, along with your family. Certainly better than mine just being something I came up with to sound more like a wizard."

He would give an old man chuckle at his own joke. He could probably make up some background for his name, but he was an honest fox.

"I understand you are resigned to that fate, but that does not mean you cannot still find hope in the new methods. You will simply be less disappointed if it does not work. . And maybe, the joy if it does work can be even greater. I am uncertain, I haven't studied psychology all that much."

'All that much' was probably a horrible understatement since his 'Average' study of something was typically college level.

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@adventurous-fluffs:

"I will do my best to make sure he doesn't. If he does, please forgive him, as he is young and zealous... Another option thought would be, before he ever has a chance, I could bring a few scrolls of the spells that he might try, and allow the Library to study them so that it may negate them in the event an attempt is made." With the power of creation it displayed, simply negating or countering a spell that is actively cast would likely be rather simple for it. "As for the study of animal behavior, it's probably well documented across the various worlds. I'll find a book or two later and we can see just how common certain traits are amongst similar creatures."

She smiles softly and she gently pulls him back just enough to lift him so she could look him in the eye. 'If you could, I would be in your debt... but even then, I think I would find him most amusing.' A question comes to mind; 'If you don't mind my asking... your name. It's... very unique. Is there a meaning in the entomology? Or was it something you simply chose yourself?' One day, or now, if he asked, she would reveal her true name itself.

For now, she is just simply 'Ava'.

She hums. 'Sounds good then.' With that, she takes one more look at the fox before gently setting him down and gently straightening his robes for him. 'Thank you for indulging my whims. It's not often I get to speak with a Fox. I... must admit. I have a... softness for small animals.' A soft blush appears on her cheeks. 'I appreciate you for indulging me.'

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He found it a bit odd that she was asking about his name, but they weren't in some fae location, so it'll probably be fine. There was something he had to say first though.

"Entomology is the study of bugs. You're looking for the word Etymology, the study of the origin of words.. Anyway, my name is actually not my original name, but it is the one i've used since becoming a wizard. Despite being sapient and intelligent, Noble Species tend to have specific names."

He would rest his head back for the moment, really giving in to the whole 'ragdoll' bit now. He wasn't making any 'happy noises' like most foxes did, as he was far too old for that habit to have persisted.

"The professor that began teaching me magic said no one would respect a wizard named 'Floofs', so I came up with Kabartmak, since it sounded long enough and had three distinct parts to sound out. I've been using it for about 496 years, so it is my true name according to myself and the Fae."

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@adventurous-fluffs:

"Okay, but in the line of work that takes you to others worlds, you should take caution." Who knows what could happen in one of those other worlds. He knew Gula was rather capable, but this was something that most combat knowledge didn't cover. He kinda leaned into the scratches under his chin. "I have only visited a handful of other worlds, and i've asked a few of my colleagues to aid in scouting some here and there. I believe they are currently investigating a world that has a tangible Hell. They are rather strong, so they will be fine." He should really start bringing along his scouting notes. It wasn't even a double digit number of worlds at the moment, but he was methodical. "The one I made a permanent bridge to was a nice forest with an elder entity that protects it. We have nice talks about being old." He would chuckle a bit at the last part.

"-- I mean, yeah, obviously, but..." For a moment, just the boy beneath the mask comes out. Huffing, he offers a rare smile from beneath his mask. He had missed his friend. For a moment, he doesn't feel like the weary battleworn Foreteller who had to watch his world fall apart.

He pauses then and lets his hand fall. "Sounds interesting." He muses. His head tilts at this 'elder entity'. "Interesting." The Foreteller is quiet for a moment. "Can I ask you a question?"

He pauses a moment, and then carefully, he shifts to remove his mask. The mask reveals his ashen blond hair and his golden eyes that appear almost as slits, like a leopard's. For a moment, Gula is just a boy seeking his friend's advice.

"... My destiny... is tied to helping this universe. I'm aware of this... but I suppose... my question is... when you need a place to just... get out of that destiny for a moment... where do you go?" He had been wandering for so long, he just... kind of forgot how to be. "Lately... I've been without a purpose. The Heartless and Nobodies have gone quiet for the moment. There's not as many. I'm... getting nowhere looking for Ava." He means his Ava. The girl who didn't show up at Luxu's summon, but... "... I guess, my question is, Kabartmak... whenever you get burnt out... where do you go?"

[adventurous-fluffs]

Seeing the softer side of Gula was a nice change. If the old fox could allow him such moments to relax and let the chains of the past weigh less, he would. It was then, as he thought about that, when Gula asked a heavy question. It really didn't have a right answer. A place to go would always depend on the person.

"When I get burnt out.. I don't really get burnt out these days, but when I was younger.. Let's see.."

He would think back a bit. Before the great battle, before he was chosen as the Crown of Heaven's protector, before he was so fueled by magic that he rarely needed to sleep..

"Before all of what I am today.. I believe I would teleport to the top of a castle's bastion, on a cloudless night under a full moon. High enough to be away from the lights below, and it had to be a flat topped bastion, so the sky was visible. The guards there knew me so they would allow my shenanigans. There, I would pull a nice pillow out of my pocket vault, and just lay down and watch the sky. It was very relaxing."

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[adventurous-fluffs:Alexander] A door would appear, seemingly not connected to anything, and a 7ft tall, muscular fox man, wearing only shorts and a cape would step out holding a piece of paper.

"Ya know, it's not every day you get a letter from another world asking for training. But! With the old fox's World Bridge spell, I guess anything is possible. So, are you the 'former karate kid' mentioned therein?"

Amber was in her hotel room at the makeshift desk, in the process of finishing up the presentation for the monthly report when a large door just… popped into existence, in the middle of the room. Okay, that was odd, was Kee-Kee on the nip again and doing some Dalí-style remodeling?

Before she could follow that train of thought any further, said new door swung open and an absolutely mahoosive guy stepped through. "Jėzau Marija!" she yelped as she shot up from her seat. Well, she was in precisely the wrong place to call onto either of these two, but old habits definitely died hard. The hare sinner’s orange eyes darted from the new arrival’s face to the definitely familiar-looking piece of paper.

"That…. is the message I left on the bulletin board downstairs in the lobby." It even had the holes from the pins in the corners. "How it got from there to you, Sir, is anyone’s guess, but we do have few magic users at the hotel." She gave a little bow. "The name’s Amber and uh… in case you're not aware, you’re in Hell right now. The Pride Ring, to be more exact." She figured it was only polite to point that out.

[adventurous-fluffs]

After picking her up and letting her get settled, Alexander would head towards their destination. He wondered how good she might be at jumping... But that was a question for later. For now, he would take in the sights.

"Funny enough, in the ever so long list of spells that my world has, I don't think we have much in the way of just 'spawning' clothes onto someone. They can use something like a fabrication spell to craft things, but not some 'clothes beam'."

That would honestly be pretty funny to see though. Maybe he'll ask the wizard if they could make a silly spell like that at some point. At the tower, he would look at the seating area and chuckle.

"Since the average person around here can't tell that i'm from somewhere else, or even alive for that matter, do you think the heaven-folk would have any luck? .. Might be an inside joke you could have if they can't."

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They were definitely getting some strange looks as Amber climbed onto Alexander's shoulders and they continued on their way.

"Now, I am no expert on how magic here works. I can't tell if someone summons things that already exist from elsewhere, creates them from scratch, or turns materials into a finished product."

She shrugged a little and then realised Alexander couldn't actually see that right now. The benches in front of the embassy weren't terrible crowded and people in the area weren't overly rowdy - meaning no one was pulling weapons on each other, for a welcome change, but there were two guys engaging in fisticuffs. One of them looked like a crab and the other resembled an armadillo. They'd probably be there for a while trying and failing to beat the snot out of each other.

As interesting as Alexander's suggestion was, they'd have to tread lightly. If Heaven got wind of the existence of magic that allowed living people - albeit from other worlds - to visit Hell, anyone half-competent there would worry about sinners leaving the same way, or those visitors being able to circumvent the Pearly Gates and wander around Heaven unchecked. It would likely become a whole thing. Amber kept her voice low as she replied, mindful that there was always a risk of someone paying too much attention.

"You look enough like a sinner that you do not get many second glances, and people around here don't expect 'visitors' other than angels, so they aren't exactly looking for any. We can certainly check out the embassy, but the last thing we want is to raise questions with Heaven now that relations have improved. I don't think they'd like the idea of living people popping up in Hell."

She hadn't been to the embassy since it reopened, but she had taken a peek shortly after arriving. Back then, she'd found it completely deserted but covered in Exorcist imagery, prompting her to keep her visit only brief.

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Alexander wouldn't pay much attention to the strange looks, just going along with things. He didn't need to see her shrug since he could feel her move. When they got to the benches and he saw the two fighting, he thought about breaking it up, but did wonder a few things... He would match her tone as he replied.

"You're probably right. Best to avoid a diplomatic incident. . I do kind of want to break of this fight though, but that might raise another problem."

He would move to set her down in the direction of the benches, so it would seem like they were just going about things normally and not draw attention.

"As I am an near the height of my strength, and essentially infused with magic, my hits take on the properties of certain things that bypass certain defenses. The properties they have so far are magic, cold iron, silver, good aligned, and adamantine. . I have a feeling that I would cause more damage than they would expect. Any thoughts?"

[cycleofstars]

@adventurous-fluffs:

"You're doing fine. I may be old, but that doesn't make certain things uncomfortable.. I will likely ask to see your method for communicating with the other person. It should be interesting to see if similar pathways are used between that and my spell. Plus, I don't really have a means of communicating without going to or from the world." He would let her move him however she felt comfortable with. He could sort of ragdoll when he wanted to, so most positions were easy enough to make comfortable. "Noble species animals, being intelligent, have their own personalities. I'm neutral to it, but the cleric I mentioned earlier loves being cuddled. One of my other.. associates, who is practically a walking bomb, is rather put off by the notion. When it comes to normal animals though, that depends on upbringing. If they're around people, they'll likely be fine with it. If not, then they'll likely act out if they are not a social creature, as per normal animal behavior."

She takes a moment to brush fingers through his fur and she smiles then. 'Next visit I will introduce the two of you then and show you the method. It is... hmm.' It was through the power of a star that the communication was possible -- her sworn sister, Vega. She didn't understand the magicks fully herself, but... a star is a power source, a conduit... Perhaps that's why.

She listens of this Cleric and she hums; 'As long as he doesn't try to fix what isn't broken, I would very much like to meet and cuddle him then.' She says with amusement. As she listens to his knowledge, she hums. 'I see... This requires further study I think.'

[adventurous-fluffs]

"I will do my best to make sure he doesn't. If he does, please forgive him, as he is young and zealous... Another option thought would be, before he ever has a chance, I could bring a few scrolls of the spells that he might try, and allow the Library to study them so that it may negate them in the event an attempt is made."

With the power of creation it displayed, simply negating or countering a spell that is actively cast would likely be rather simple for it.

"As for the study of animal behavior, it's probably well documented across the various worlds. I'll find a book or two later and we can see just how common certain traits are amongst similar creatures."

[cycleofstars]

@adventurous-fluffs:

"I'm familiar with how the various worlds or universes stay separate. I had to create the magic in my spell to get across the gaps between them after all.. I will keep an eye out for a place between universes though. It sounds interesting." He didn't know if he should go ahead and tell Gula about the Library, or if he basically already knew about it. He had forgotten to ask that when he was there last. Shouldn't be too hard to remedy though. He would tilt his head to bump Gula's though at the mention of wishing for something. "Be careful throwing around phrases that contain 'I wish'. I can feel the potential in the air. Magic here may be different from mine, but one thing is unnervingly similar. Wish Magic that likes to spin certain things. Likely of Fae origin. You never know what could be listening." He could see the moment Gula's facade faltered, even so short as it was. He figured a quick bit of cautionary advice might take his mind off things.

"Sounds like a plan then."

"... Well, that kind of magic doesn't exist here, I can assure you." He's amused for a moment. "The Fae... yes. Likely ones from some of the older worlds." Maleficent and others... He sighs softly.

"... Anyway. I wasn't doing anything in particular, but... I guess we can walk for a bit? Maybe you could tell me about some of the places you've been and seen?"

He reaches a hand around to gently scratch under his chin.

[adventurous-fluffs]

"Okay, but in the line of work that takes you to others worlds, you should take caution."

Who knows what could happen in one of those other worlds. He knew Gula was rather capable, but this was something that most combat knowledge didn't cover. He kinda leaned into the scratches under his chin.

"I have only visited a handful of other worlds, and i've asked a few of my colleagues to aid in scouting some here and there. I believe they are currently investigating a world that has a tangible Hell. They are rather strong, so they will be fine."

He should really start bringing along his scouting notes. It wasn't even a double digit number of worlds at the moment, but he was methodical.

"The one I made a permanent bridge to was a nice forest with an elder entity that protects it. We have nice talks about being old." He would chuckle a bit at the last part.

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@adventurous-fluffs:

Something from an ancient time.. Yeah, that typically does the trick. Someone not wanting something to be found and so on. Definitely something that might be worth looking into later on. "Yes, I am remembering how your weapon functions and propagates. I believe I made an attempt to manifest one at some point, but the magics of our worlds were too different. It is probably for the better, I am rather horrible at just about every form of close combat." He would wiggle one of his paws for emphasis. He couldn't hold weapons, and while he had seen Gula make their weapon hover, the old fox didn't exactly have the experience or knowledge of martial fighting to be able to properly fly a sword around. "The other worlds I have seen seem to be rather unaffected by the blight of the heartless. I believe something keeps a certain amount of worlds separate from one another. . I believe the scholars of the cosmos refer to it as 'Multi-verse theory'. . Although I guess I should show them my notes, since it isn't really a theory anymore."

"I mean..." He looks the fox over (as a joke). "I can see why." A bit of his snark comes out for a few moments. Beneath that attire -- beneath everything... he is still just a tired, jaded boy who has seen far too much war and conflict. A stray cat, if you would.

He tilts his head a bit. "Multiverse Theory..." Hmm. "Yes, I suppose that's a way to look at it." He pauses. "In my experience, the best way to say that is time is an abstract concept but there are certain events that will happen that no matter what will play out." He sighs, tired. "Worldlines as we'll call them are the initital universe itself. So... this worldline is where i'm from... if I were to move somewhere else, i'd be passing into another worldline. You follow?"

He hums.

"I've heard rumors about a place beyond time and space... a place where all these paths interconnect..." He speaks of The Library and a certain Librarian Kabartmak has crossed paths with. "... I've thought about going there myself if only to find knowledge on where to direct my search for the girl I'm looking for but..." He trails off. "I... still haven't found her. I... met my other 'siblings' but that was..."

They were... still rigid over the Keyblade War. Had it not been a truce, likely, he wonders, if they would have tried to kill one another all over again. His shoulder tenses under Kabartmak's paws. "Invi, Aced, Ira... Luxu... They're alive but... we can't go back to the way things were... and... I really wish we could."

For a moment, the boy who has seen far too much slips out, but it quickly vanishes as he speaks more, swallowing hard; "... I digress. If uh... If you want to test some things, I'm a willing participant. Just let me know what you need, yes?"

[adventurous-fluffs]

"I'm familiar with how the various worlds or universes stay separate. I had to create the magic in my spell to get across the gaps between them after all.. I will keep an eye out for a place between universes though. It sounds interesting."

He didn't know if he should go ahead and tell Gula about the Library, or if he basically already knew about it. He had forgotten to ask that when he was there last. Shouldn't be too hard to remedy though. He would tilt his head to bump Gula's though at the mention of wishing for something.

"Be careful throwing around phrases that contain 'I wish'. I can feel the potential in the air. Magic here may be different from mine, but one thing is unnervingly similar. Wish Magic that likes to spin certain things. Likely of Fae origin. You never know what could be listening."

He could see the moment Gula's facade faltered, even so short as it was. He figured a quick bit of cautionary advice might take his mind off things.

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@adventurous-fluffs:

"The end was technically the beginning, so by the time I got there, yes. I had found the answers I needed." He would let her hold him and just.. Be comfortable. He very, Very rarely got to do stuff like this, so he would accept it. To help a bit, he would make the diadem hover off to the side, so she didn't need to be careful. The protection magic on it would become visible though, showing a translucent gold sphere that was covered in divine script. "I know how you feel though. Watching others grow old and pass, seeing people enter my shop that I know might not enter again.. Thankfully, most of the people I know these days are rather young, or just as ageless as I am. . so I should have plenty of time to speak with them, and plenty of time to visit those not of my world."

She gently threads fingers through his fur. He is... very soft. She smiles softly and feels a bit validated that she is not alone. 'It would be nice to have more friends who stayed. I...' She trails off and smiles softly. '... There is someone I speak too who is somewhere far from here. We... cannot see one another physically, but... we speak and he tells me his stories, and I tell him of mine.'

She speaks of Merlin for the first time and slowly, carefully, she moves to pull the fox wizard closer, moving him in such a way that his head is placed on her shoulder in a way of comfort. She shakily sighs.

She asks then softly; '... As a fox... I am curious... animals...' She thinks how to ask this without it being offensive. She is simply a scholar who desires to know from his point of view; '... As a small fox, do you find the feeling of a human or someone else petting you comforting? Is it something you would seek out just on instinct? I have often wondered if animals were ever isolated for long periods of time... if a human figure came to them... and pet them... would they seek out the comfort?'

'... Also, I'm not making this too uncomfortable, am I?'

[adventurous-fluffs]

"You're doing fine. I may be old, but that doesn't make certain things uncomfortable.. I will likely ask to see your method for communicating with the other person. It should be interesting to see if similar pathways are used between that and my spell. Plus, I don't really have a means of communicating without going to or from the world."

He would let her move him however she felt comfortable with. He could sort of ragdoll when he wanted to, so most positions were easy enough to make comfortable.

"Noble species animals, being intelligent, have their own personalities. I'm neutral to it, but the cleric I mentioned earlier loves being cuddled. One of my other.. associates, who is practically a walking bomb, is rather put off by the notion. When it comes to normal animals though, that depends on upbringing. If they're around people, they'll likely be fine with it. If not, then they'll likely act out if they are not a social creature, as per normal animal behavior."