#druidoftestaburger

[mercifulpaladin]

Nature // Butters & Wendy

As far as people went, Druids weren't exactly known for their fondness of humans. He supposed it was for good reason. And, knowing this, Butters' approach of one of the places he'd heard word of Wendy spending her time in was all but synonymous with asking to have his ass kicked. He pushed through the thick greenery and sighed, wiping his forehead with the back of his hand. It was too hot, too tiring to wade through the leaves and plants, and he wondered faintly how the hell he was going to get through this challenge alive.

Even though it was but a day before the competition, he figured it was as good at time as any. His private preparations were few, as he was at a loss of things to do. He figured, upon seeing the bulletin, that it would be entirely stupid to try and cram too much skill-based training into one week, so he had been focused on a few in particular. Now, he was headed out to try and convince the druid to teach him something--anything--about the deadly grasps of nature they were about to be thrust into.

He entered a well-scuffed clearing and looked around rather nervously, trying to see if she was anywhere in sight. "Um, well... golly, if you're here, Miss Testaburger, I'd like your advice and guidance."

[ike-broflovski-warrior-blog]

A Ruined Adventure (Ike and Wendy)

It was only dawn and yet he was already up. Ike had struggled for sleep lately and it showed, having huge bags under his eyes, hunched over a beer in the inn as he talked with the barkeep currently working the inn of the giggling donkey. "Hey, have you heard any rumors lately?" Ike asked, looking for something to do as the barkeeper told him about a rumor of a abandoned old ruin located somewhere in the forests. Ike looked up in surprise at the bartender. He hadn't expected to be told something like that. He quickly finished off his drink, paid and left to go put his armor on and collect his weapons. If there really was a old ruin somewhere in the forests, he really wanted to explore it.

As he walked out of the kingdom and into the forests, he was startled by a tap on the shoulder. Instinctively, Ike immediately tensed up and spun around to face the figure. "You there! Do not ...." Ike commanded, stopping mid sentence as he instantly recognised the long black hair of the elf that had startled him. 

[halfbloodelf]

A Friend in Need [Wendy & Chris]

Quite frankly, Chris would've loved to compete in the Champion's Cup. It would've been a great way to say a giant 'fuck you' to all those who hindered or held him back in battle. Unfortunately oversleeping and missing the first two rides to Conifer was his undoing and arrived late with all six slots filled. That wasn't going to deter him from cheering on his fellow elves though and begrudgingly, Stan too. Chris never had high hopes for the human even after watching his accomplishments in battle but was always teased about being his half-brother. Nevertheless, if Stan did magically win this thing for the elves he guessed he could go a little easier on the human. Dammit he hated having a soft touch towards humans.

Since the competition wasn't going to start for a few days and the final preparations were being made for the event, he figured he could check out the rest of the village. The half blood had never been to Conifer before but had heard of it, apparently their sweet rolls were one of the reasons travelers stopped here. Time and time again he was told if he ever made it to the village, he should go to the market place and try them. There were plenty of other stalls too that had opened up in celebration of the event; lots of tourist items all crafted carefully by hand and with exquisite detail. All of the weapon, armor, and magic shops were working full steam ahead to prepare to aide their contestants and the infirmary too in case any accidents occurred. Chris hoped that wouldn't happen yet it was better to be safe than sorry. Hands in his pockets he picked his way though the thick of thins of the crowds to reach the inn he was staying at to get some sleep.

[highjewelfking]

Honing Your Skills- Kyle and Wendy

It should’ve been simple; it was one of his rare, handed down talents. And yet he was now the first in his bloodline to be utterly failing and in his mind; embarrassing his family name. Wind and earth powers were told to him to be the easiest to master and yet here he was after 10 years still pretty much doing the same skills as when he started.

His face fumed as he glares at the rock he had conjured and the tiny gashes in the sand where his “wind” had caused “devastation” and had even gone as far as to snap at a couple of people by accident. Including his own brother and best friend. But he was embarrassed, his pride stung like no tomorrow and his main goal was now looking like an impossible feat.

His glare went to his feet and he fought himself by blinking back tears starting to form in his eyes. It wasn’t fair. He deemed himself a brilliant man who was a quick learner. And yet here he was; failing miserably.