( ADVENTURES OF THE MUNS !)
next part will include @headshct , @dualed, @gxldendemon, @vengeaces & other reoccuring characters !
The portal awaits you and it is with a deep breath that you pull yourself into its depths. It swallows you whole and your companion who enters fearlessly. ( he’s done this once or twice – or maybe a lot more than that before ) you on the other hand are essentially a newcomer and the prospect of surrendering your body to the mercy of the odd magical door is terrifying.
He doesn’t wait for you ( not that he can really leave you ). It’s painless and on the other side you’re faced with a bustling village. Carts are pushed across on cobblestone paths and not one passerby spares you a glance. It’s a busy day and even though you’ve come forth from a portal with an enchanted wolf by your side, no one really gives a shit.
“Where are we supposed to go?”
“Aren’t you supposed to be some magical guiding dog?”
He flicks an ear and paws his nose.
So you set off into this small village and look for another convenient NPC to guide you, but unfortunately there’s no glowing ring around anyone or a marker above their head. You’re on your own this round.
“Looking for some wares to purchase?”
It’s a soft voice, tiny is a more apt description. You whip your head around but there’s no indication that anyone within your eye line that is looking at you.
Your eyes slip to a white rabbit with a ribbon looped about an immaculate ear. The rabbit blinks and for a moment obscures shiny red eyes with thick lashes. Paws move and gesture to the wares set upon a tiny table.
This being is @banishedbara She is well kept save for a small chunk of her left ear that looks as if it may have been bitten off at a point some or other.
You’re intrigued by the items sitting upon the table. Unfortunately, you don’t have enough currency to purchase any of these items.
“Lend me some cash, fuzzy bunny?”
“You serious?” @sanguine-eclipse rolls eyes and paws impatiently at the floor. He’s a wolf with war in his claws and blood dyed into his teeth. He’s raring for a fight.
“Sorry, little guy, I would love to, but I can’t”
“If you want, I’ll trade you all this for your enchanted creature right there?”
A growl precedes a sharp snap of the teeth.
“I am not a piece of jewelry to be exchanged--”
“No thank you, we’ll go now.”
You nudge the creature away and head towards the town pub; though Fuzzy Bunny gnashes teeth beside you.
“Impertinent little beast. I’m older than her ancestors..”
There’s a commotion as soon as you push open wooden swinging doors. The place is darker than outside, colder.
A severed monster head sits in the middle of the bar atop a table where a woman is surrounded by men who demand details of its demise.
“It’s nothing really.” Her eyes slip to her nails, checking the coat of perfectly painted hues seated upon them. This hunter is @fractalesque and the bartender sighing in exasperation from the commotion is @castdeath. He patiently swabs at the counter with a worn towel. He’s used to this.
It dawns on you, very quickly, that she would be an excellent addition to your party.
You approach her with words at the ready and it is only a beat or two before she accepts, heartily. How can she deny such a challenge?
“Oh, and this is Fuzzy --”
“Just call me Fuzz.” He’s relented.
“Alright, Fuzz” She smiles wide and shoos the crowd away, sweeping the head into her hands.
“Listen I’m gonna go turn this in for some bounty cash and I’ll meet you at the springs, dig?”
“Sounds good.” That was easy!
This ring had unexpected side effects. Here and there an un-enchanted bird would sit upon your shoulder and chirp curiously. A small puppy trailed at your feet -- Fuzz dispatched of him with an authoritative growl in which the puppy scattered away. You made sure he knew you resented him for that.
The springs as you soon found out was located on the border of town, a small structure that led to a cave. In its confines were decorations of flora and a natural spring. It was a place set apart from the rest.
It was there that you met her, @foxese . She was of the land, born and bred underneath the shade of the Ilyus forest. There, her people were a small group of mystical beings known for their healing powers and special relationship with nature.
She smiled upon your entrance.
“Have you come to bathe in our healing springs?”
“Actually, we’re meeting someone here – but that does sound kinda nice.”
The healer raises her hand to her lips as she laughs, a quiet sound, and offeres you her hand.
“Come, bathe while you wait.”
You glance at your partner who is already looking at you, anticipating your gaze.
You clutch onto her hand and allow her to lead you past the door where the springs await.
