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[sora]

Welcome to the Forest

[Wherever you were before, you aren't there now. What welcomes you when you open your eyes is a cool green canopy and a mossy, spongey ground. Tiny mushrooms of all shapes, sizes, and enchantments grow at the base of the ageless trees. It's like something out of a storybook-- a place where only dreams dwell.

There are many paths within this forest, and maybe one of them will lead you back to the place you were. You might find yourself before a tree-village, or at the shore of some quiet spring, or captive at the center of a fairy ring.

It's up to you.]

[ooc: this is an open post. Feel free to request one of my characters or just do whatever. :D]

Comments

[wilder]

[He is getting the impression from Thrall's look that he's not buying, that he's seeing past it. It makes Zelos uncomfortable. People don't look beyond the mask. That's not how it works. The last person who did...]

[Well. He rather not talk about that; even in his inner monologues.]

Spirits? Like...friendly spirits or something, right?

[shamanism]

[Thrall is the older one here, and he will act the part.]

I speak with the elements. I am a shaman; it is my duty to maintain the balance, and appeal to them when they are upset. They are more interested in playing here than communicating, however. It is... unusual.

[wilder]

[He frowns a bit, trying to understand that since yeah. What the hell is a shaman. Though maybe it was something like a summoner and the summon spirits? If he thought about it that way....]

[...On second thought, let's not think about her either. Let's just cut to the chase]

So...in other words, they aren't interested in helping us out, huh.

[shamanism]

[He shakes his head.] We should build a camp before dusk. [That's just an hour or two, judging by the position of the sun through the canopy.] I cannot guarantee that the path will be so pleasant when darkness falls.

[wilder]

[He nods, his arms hugging his chest. He's relieved the plan is to camp instead of go walking. Technically it was still the morning last he remembered back where he was before, but well, it had still been a very long day to say the least.]

Right, good idea.

...The spirits won't get pissed off if we use some wood for fire, right? [you never know okay!]

[shamanism]

[He wouldn't make anyone take a hike after clearly going through some kind of huge heavy battle. Just because his wounds are healed doesn't mean that his guest has a magically endless reserve of energy.

Zelos' question earns him a small smile, curling gently around his tusks. For a monster, he sure has a lot of human mannerisms.]

Of course not. Fire must eat to survive.

[He glances back at the rock where he'd been hanging out before. That's a good place to make camp, actually. It's easy enough to clear a bare spot to make a fire, and they'll be sheltered if it rains.]

If you gather firewood, I will look for water and food. [He can easily find his way back. Not sure about the human, though, which is why Thrall is doing the volunteering.]

[wilder]

[Yeah Thrall, he comes from a world where there's a race of people who look like they are in living cat suits. You're gonna have to try harder than tusks to get a 'that's effing weird' reaction from Zelos. He's too tired with everything to give much of a damn to begin with, so he just gives a quick inhale of breath] Heh, right.

[At the volunteering, he nods and gives a lazy salute. Firewood he can handle. He's not even sure what an orc can eat anyway, so leave that up to that guy]

Sure. Can do~

[.........he's just gonna try to hope you know what humans eat and don't bring back tree bark and bugs]

[shamanism]

[Thrall nods. He walks off in a random direction, but with purpose. His meditations from earlier did tell him where the nearest source of water was, and he's set on checking that out now. Hopefully Zelos is okay being left alone for about an hour and a half.

When Thrall returns, he has a canteen full of water and some meat. Judging by the shape, they used to be rabbits, but Thrall has already skinned them and strung them up so they will be cooked evenly.

The sun is dipping close to the horizon though, and the warmth of the forest fades with it, replaced by the ever-present dampness and cold of the night.]

[wilder]

[Zelos meanwhile has spent the time gathering firewood. It was an easy enough task, this forest was full of usable lumber. Starting the fire even easier with magic. The rest of the time he had spent simply thinking. Mostly...trying to figure out what in the world he was supposed to do now. This sure didn't go with the plan.]

[By the time Thrall returns, Zelos is sitting by a fire he's kept pretty well maintained. He's discarded some pieces of armor that lay in a pile near his side - most of it was no good anymore anyway. Not to mention, the whole urge to protect himself wasn't exactly at it's highest so he was opting for comfort instead.]

[He heard Thrall coming long before he saw him, but he'll still make the gesture of looking up when the guy comes into view]

Oh hey, welcome back. I see you found food.