{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"I wasn't tired of my own kind.. I just thought it'd be best if i just stayed away from others\" *So he wouldn't be tempted to drink blood was left unsaid but still, it's for the best and he knew it who would want a monster for a neighbor anyway? A monster that didn't have any qualms with murdering people if it meant his secret won't be spread to the public..*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"And why's that?\"*She questioned with mild annoyance. Thinking this and thinking that. She was starting to think that Elves think too much for their own good at this point. Now an elf thinks they are better off away from their kind. How selfish of them.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He thought about it for a while ever since her arrival that, maybe he should reveal his secret to this fox lady, it's not like she has anyone to blab to this about and he could always just kill her in her sleep if she tried anything... And it might release some tension.. Keyword might, so why not take a leap of faith for once* \"Can you promise me something before i answer your question?\" *He asks staring at her with a blank stare* \"It's better for both of us if you don't tell anyone about the things I'm going to tell you.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The fox looked at him in exasperation. She didn't get the point of all this build up just for him to answer the question. What kind of secret could he possibly care this much about? The fox gave a shrug of her shoulders.*\"Who am I going to tell? Your birds? The other nonexistent foxes in the forest? The elves that drove off said foxes? There's not exactly a plethora of those I can talk to out here.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "No, no.. I am simply ashamed of walking in villages so... Casually.. I suppose that I am not used to..\n***-Inichi would have been looking at the ground, being not really used to being inside of villages, and walking around casually, she simply felt shame, she was also confused about where would they get food and anything to drink, as most of the buildings were on the trees, she noticed somewhat of stairs going up to all the connections on the trees, pointing there, she would have spoken up once again, to inform Alexi-**\nLook, Alexi."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Don't be ashamed, we are only passing through, so I doubt they mind\"\n*Alex continued casually walking on down the path and through the small village, his target was the capital of south Solaria, Wakame if he wasn't mistaken. It may be a bit of a long walk there, but it wasn't anything for he or Inch to fret about. He knew that he was doing after all. When Inch has pointed something out and told him to look, Alex did though he wasn't too sure on what he was supposed to be looking at*\n\"Hm?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "The stairs... They lead to theese buildings on the trees, right..?\n***-Inichi has been once again confused as why Alexi did not notice the stairs, even tough, she decided to answer him, giving the answer she thought about checkingnthe place, tough since she did not want to push anything, she has decided to not speak much of going anywhere-**\nSo.. Where do we go next?"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"My best guess is that we just follow this path, it should lead us to Wakame\"\n*Alex sounded just as calm as ever, he had not a reason to fret after all. They may have been short on supplies, but they had nature's bounty all around them, they could easily forage for food or hunt or anything like that if their little trip got dire. He did wonder how long it would take for them to arrive at their destination though, maybe it would take a day or even two. He wasn't sure, but Alex once again didn't care for he had all the time in the world*\n\"I can't say I know how long it will take though\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*-Inichi has been a bit dissapointed that she had no chance to walk and check out the buildings, tough she did not express it, due to being a polite person, continuing, they had supposedly walked out of the village, maybe so, tough after so, Inichi would have started getting hungry, as her stomach would seem to make a low sound, turning her head to Alexi. \nShe would try to see if he noticed her being hungry, even so she spoke herself-\nAlexi... Uh... I'm hungry.."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I have some salted jerky if you want some, it should hold you over for a bit\"\n*Alexis aid this as he pulled off his pack, retrieving the pouch of meat that he had been eating earlier. He had also pulled out his canteen just in case that was needed as well. He then held the two items out to Inch and waited for her to grab them, he didn't want her starving after all*\n\"Eat as much as you want, you'll need the energy\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "***-Inichi has been quite glad about Alexi offering her the jerky, afterwards as she saw him pull out the canteen, She did want that too, firstly, she has taken the salted jerky, eating it, she has ate it up rather quick, a short moment after she finished the jerky, Inichi has taken the canteen, drinking some water to swallow better, giving Alexi back the canteen, she sighed with relief, a bit unsure, she would smile slightly towards him-**\nThank you for the food Alexi.."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's not a problem Inch\"\n*Alex saw not a single problem with Inch finishing off the food, she was hungry after all. What he did know was that they would soon need to restock eventually, which was also not a problem because Alex knew that he still had a decent bit of money saved up. All in all, Alex was decently well off for his line of work, he just needed to get to Wakame to start a map anew*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would brush his ways past the overgrown woodland, making his way through the forest in him heading towards the Mentian countries. Only recently had he completed his previous travels, though now he found himself winding right back where he started it. It would be wrong to say that this place didn't carry some memory in it, but it was but a faint thought that sat in the back of his mind with every branch that threatened to get in his way. With his starkness, it seemed every tree was out for him, but it was as easy a simple push out of the way.\n\nTerrel was in no rush. He had months of walking still ahead of him, and with the lack of companionship for the time being, he didn't have a reason to speed up his progress. For the first time in a long while, he found himself moving at his own pace. He'd keep his gaze ahead, half conscious of any potential dangers that a forest this large may carry. He didn't travel unprepared, far from it even. With the large sword he carried on top of his full plated armor, he would almost seem like a threat outside of the pig mask and red cloak he wore. It was a strange contradiction, but the Elf favored it in his attire.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He didn't know how long he's been running for, but he knows for a fact that his legs are exhausted from the strain of running through the forest terrain after stealing his latest prize. Nylon didn't mean to get caught during his heist, but it wasn't his fault he got a little too distracted on the way outside the exit, which ended with the owner spotting him and also spotting the small gem in his hand belonging to said owner, it ended with him running quickly out the window and straight towards the forest. You'd think after years of running from every possible threat he'd be used to it by now but nope! Slowing down he leaned against a tree for support as he caught his breath, before he heard heavy footsteps and a single glimpse of a person that he quickly hid in the nearby bush trying to get a glimpse of the mysterious figure while also keeping hidden so he wouldn't be on the receiving end of a sword.\n\nPeeking bit Nylon spots an elf with a pig mask and red cloaked attire, he thought it was a bit weird but then again he would be a hypocrite for saying such since he's technically wearing a raccoon cloak and tail, but that's not the thing he should be focusing on but instead the large sword the mysterious elf carried alongside him which ok was very intimidating, but he's not going to cave in from just a sword- as quickly as his pride came in flourish also came the loud snap of a twig he accidentally stepped on alarming him* \"Oh no-\" *He quickly shuts his mouth with his hands and looks towards the elf with the pig mask watching for his reaction and maybe Nylon is pissing his pants bit, but nobody has to know that.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would come to a slow stop at the sound of a twig snapping unlike his own, pausing for a moment as if he were listening out for something. He'd have assumed it to be some random forest animal if not for the quiet words that soon followed the noise. It seemed he wasn't alone out in the forest. Turning his gaze in the direction the sound had come from, he'd squint slightly, not making out who it was with all the forestry that surrounded them, but knowing enough to have a general direction. Were they some bandit? Another traveler? A forest dweller? It could have been all for he had encountered each of them before. The sudden silence afterwards didn't seem to help his case, but the Elf didn't see them as much as a threat.*\n\n\"Come on out.\"*He'd say in his naturally low tone of voice.*\"I'm not a huntsman.\"*The term could have applied whether the person was just a wild animal or not.*\"Unless you want to make it a chase, but I can guarantee no one wants to try their chances racing a hog.\"*He'd bring his arms into his cloak, his mild attempt at appearing more passive in him waiting for a response. The Elf didn't really plan on chasing the person away, simply letting them feel under threat enough to run if they so choose to. And if they chose to fight? Well the Elf had his hand near his hilt if it ever came down to it.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Sweating bullets by the second Nylon reflected on those words the mysterious elf had said, He's definitely not going to win a foot race against this guy. And he's definitely not going to win a fight with him either not with that large of a sword the elf is wielding, though he never had any conflict on his adventures through the years there were some close calls ending in a few bruises and large cuts, but this? He's definitely going to get sliced in half and in this situation, and it'll end in him on the ground blood pooling everywhere, and he's not ready to die yet-.* \n\n*So after some reconsideration he raises himself and away from his hiding spot and for good measures with a dagger towards his opponent. His brows furrowed, eyes looking towards the mask and slightly flickering towards the swords, sweating nervously* \"Are you sure your not going to slice me in half with that thing?\" *He gestures to the sword.*\n\n\"I wouldn't fancy myself getting sliced in the middle of a forest by someone I barely knew you know?\" *Though voice slightly shaky he manages to put up a brave facade, he can definitely take this guy if he needed-totally! Definitely. He gives a strained smile waiting for a reaction.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would eye the newcomer, his gaze traveling to the person's get up before eventually falling upon the dagger he pointed out towards him. He'd let out a huff of amusement as he'd look down at Xylon. Maybe he wasn't anything more than a Forest Dweller. A strange one at best in him wearing a raccoon tail atop his outfit. Terrel supposed he couldn't be the one to talk though. In him asking if he was planning on attacking him, Terrel would allow a light grin to form at the corner of his mouth.*\n\n\"That depends. You're not planning on giving me a paper-cut with that dagger are you?\"*He'd say with a chuckle.*\"I won't unsheathe my weapon unless you put up a fight, but I'm guessing that's not what you're here for, is it?\"*Terrel supposed there was the chance of there always being a paid assassin about, but who'd want to send one after him anyways? Besides, the raccoon person looked like hardly more than a kid and if that's who they were paying, it seemed he had a bit to catch up on.*\n\n\"What are you doing out in the forest by yourself, kid?\"*He'd ask him.*\"It takes more than a dagger and a small bout of courage to survive half the things this place throws your way.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He scoffs a bit, really? A kid joke? Man this guy needs to learn to throw better insults, but he won't poke a sleeping bear even if it meant he gets a shiny reward in return, he slowly lowered the dagger though still keeping it in his hand in case he'll need to fight.* \n\n\"First off I'm not a kid old man, and secondly I came here to hide bit why is none of your business, and for your information this dagger has served me well over the years by killing or severely injuring those who has crossed my path!\" *He says with a small puff of his chest* \"Now it's my turn, what's your name, and what are *You* Doing here alone in the forest? You got a body to bury or something?\"\n\n*He eyes him suspiciously, this guy is definitely not going to be easy to beat down but with a few one-liners and random zipping around him maybe he'll get the chance to swiftly knock him off his feet... Though for now he'll play the long game.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He'd look the person up and down, saying casually:*\"Could have fooled me.\"*The Elf didn't care much for the old man comment, knowing very well that in Elven years neither of them came close to the title. Maybe it was his boisterousness or overconfidence that caused Terrel to find amusement in the man's bragging. At least he had his hobbies down packed even if his feistiness left him confessing more than a person of his 'profession' would have thought to be logical. So he was some kind of murderer on the loose? Or at least a wannabe one. Terrel couldn't see this person killing much more than the local rat infestation.\n\nIn being asked if he was out here having a body to burry, he'd look at Xylon, saying:*\"I might be considering it.\"*With a light stretch, followed by a scratch to the back of his head, he'd hold a gloved hand out towards the raccoon person in greeting.*\"Name's Terrel. At least formerly. I can also be referred to as hog, pigman, swine, you can probably guess the rest.\"\n\n*Drawing his hand back to his cloak, he'd say:*\"Since it seems like we're doing a whole introduction to each other, what's your name kid? And what parents do I have to send for about their missing child?\"*Weak insult or not, Terrel found amusement in jabbing at him with the Raccoon's over confidence.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*At the mention of the word \"Parents\" His overconfident and boisterous facade dropped instantly like a rock that has been dropped from a high cliff, and he dropped the dagger by accident, he instantly picked it back up trying to hold himself together whilst trying to look as normal as possible and not seem like he just shattered for a second before replying* \"Well nice to meet you Mr. Terra pretty large array of nicknames ya got there, the names Nylon and I don't think you would be sending me off with a missing children poster tapped to my face anytime soon.\"\n\n*Hopefully he wouldn't notice the misstep, he didn't need pity from a stranger! He's been working just fine on his own and managing well for himself, if you could call stealing something worth being proud of, but he didn't care about that.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "Hmm..\n***-Inichi has been wondering why was Alexi not making a map of this region yet, with only in mind that Alexi possibly had such a good memory to remember the places perfectly after seeing them, not wanting to ask him, Inichi focused on the path they were going, continuing on the path she wondered when they would arrive to the required place Alexi was leading to, looking at the sky, then at the trees, out of boredroom so and so, she continued walking-**"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Alex didn't have a stellar memory, he had one good enough for his line of work, but he definitely couldn't remember all of his experiences. He also had a hard time remembering places that he had never been to... Due to obvious reasons of course. Alex hadn't ever been to south Solaria, making this place extremely unknown to him. He also had another map that he needed to finish before he moved on to making on of this region, so he decided on waiting a bit to do that. He also continued to follow this path, taking in all the sights as he did so*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "Are we... Getting anywhere.. Or um, are you unsure where to go too?\n***-Inochi has been unsure of the route, only beliwvong on the path that has been taking them somewhere as they kept walking, continuing the path by said route, about theese continuing minutes she was watching alot of surroindings, as less or more time has been passing she didnt seem to know if they were close to leaving the forest -**"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Don't be so quick to doubt this path Inch, not every place is super close together... It just may take some time to get there.\"\n*Alex guesses that it could be a minimum of a day that they would be walking, he had been on paths like this many times before and the fact that it was worn down so much from use reinforced the fact that it was the right one to Wakame. He had no problem with walking it as he had done similar things many times before, he knew his stuff after all. He did know that the end of the forest was coming up though as the amount of light hitting them started to steadily increasing right up until they hit the edge of the forest and entered a set of treeless plains. This was definitely a good sign for Alex so he continued walking on, slowly but surely getting lost in his own thoughts*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "Oh... Uh..\n***-Inichi has been continuing to walk, for some time now, being rather negative about the forest, tough it was unusual, she was not usually wanting to go somewhere, rather, she usually preffered to stay at one place, making her a bit unpatient at such situation, as they walked onto the plain lands, she felt a bit reliefed, looking around, she saw as it was pretty bright, which was a bit enthusiastic for her, thinking about the brightnes, for some reason as she was not really seeing bright days due to her staying in forests many times-**"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Anyway, how are you holding up?\"\n*Alex wanted to make sure that Inch was doing okay, he didn't want her feeling ill or anything like that now that they were traveling and all. He also didn't want her to be hungry or thirsty or anything of that sort as well, those kinds of things were just problems that he would rather not want to deal with, but he would if needed.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "Oh, uh... I'm pretty good today.. I also am not hungry nor thirsty, I feel nice.. And, how are you?..\n***-Inichi has been rather better than usual as she was rested well, ate and drunk as well as she has not been alone for anytime, either way, she was cuorious about how Alexi was doing, she has been cuorious herself, asking him right after she answered, which she would not have asked much people due to not trusting others-**"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm doing pretty good, nothing much to really complain about here\"\n*Alex was also doing quite well, seeing as he had satisfied all his needs a bit earlier. He had also noticed that his wound was started to heal up a bit so that was also a good sign. For now though it seemed like they were just one merry party, which drew a chuckle from him as he hadn't been in a well off partnership in quite a bit*\n\"I got to say, this is the first time I've traveled with someone else in quite a long time\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "I see.. That's nice, where were we going to again..?\n***-Inichi, at the current moment has put her hand in the bag, she had taken out a knife, simply inspecting it, holding the handle with her left and the blade with her right, she was simply looking at it, afterwards she has turned to Alexi, she has held the knife with her left hand, while her right arm was up at level of height near the knife -**\nAlexi, also... Uh, while Ive met before two people.. They taught me some hand techniques, also I have learnt an ability then, so uh.. Could you look?\n**-After that, Inichis right arm has turned black, with the veins quite much seeming to be glowing blue, due to that, the mattern of her arm apperance looked like same as her colors of the horns, making the arm quite spiky too then-**\n[Mana - 20]\nWhat do you think?.."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Alex watched as Inch's arm turned black with spikes forming all over it, he had no clue what it meant, but he had to admit that it was a fairly intimidating to watch. He wished that he had abilities like hers, but he wasn't as fortunate nor as lucky... He only had one, and he couldn't use it at the moment because he had eyes on himself. That didn't matter though, he gave a smile to Inch as she showed off her ability. He had to give some positive support after all*\n\"It's a nice ability! What exactly does it do though?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "Oh... Uh... Right!.. I will explain right away..\n\nMy ability lets me change my skin to a material same as my horns.. Meaning my arm is bassicaly another horn.. But I can move my arm, hand, fingers.. Also due to my pale demon heritage, I have horns that are immune to electricity, meaning if I use this.. I can have good defense, also as immunity to electricity, like as well somewhat of an armor.. Uh.. If I use my nails, it is like... Uh.. Spikes I suppose, and I guess that it makes me good for fightning.. Tough I dont make much use of it... You know.. I am still sure Id loose.."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Alex listened as Inch explained her ability to him, it was an interesting ability that boosted her defense and all which was neat... But he couldn't say that he liked the lack of optimism that she had near the end of her explanation, she could definitely win a fight with this ability solely by playing defensive, he just guessed that she would need to be taught how to fight defensively... Something Alex couldn't do too well.*\n\"I'm sure that you can master use of the ability, you just need to learn how to use it right\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "Everyone around is very strong.. Even if I have more natural strength than you maube.. You definetly have the knowledge and expirience.. Unlike me, I am unexpirienced and weak compared to most of people I meet.. I am not brave at all anyway.. I am horribly scared of getting hurt.. Which is my downfall..\n***-Inichi has been lookong at her arm, being a bit unsure of it, having worried expression as she talked, Inichi was not optimistic at all about her winning a foght, with her not being a brave person, she may have had some usefull abilities, Inichi did not appriciate them-**"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Everyone is scared of getting hurt, but the way you use that fear is what matters. If you use that fear to avoid fighting, you may not win a fight when it really comes down to it. Now, if you use that fear to try and avoid attacks within battle, then you will be near untouchable\"\n*Alex was taking a bit of a risk giving advice like this, but he felt that it was sound enough to try and encourage Inch in focusing and reinforcing her abilities a bit more, he did believe that she had the abilities to be strong if she truly wanted to be*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Outrunning a few hogs was something tiresome especially when you have a heavy sack on your back for all of it, he's been running for a while looking back to see if the hogs were still chasing him before he accidentally bumped into someone resulting in them both toppling to the ground* \n\n\"Uhh sorry!\" *He yelps, getting up and brushing his knees of the dirt lending looking back for a second before stretching out a hand to the stranger.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The last thing a dwarf expects when moving through a forest is for someone to bump into them. Then again, wasn't that always the case, even in the city? They really ought to learn better what with how so many people always seemed to be suitor focused on the tall.*\n\n\"It's fine, really, AHK.\" *M'racing rubbed her head, still sore with a little bump on her forehead as she turned her chin up and looked at the hog chaser.* \"Ain't usual to come across other people in the forest, right?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah you could say that, I'm just here temporarily had to outrun a few hogs on the way\"\n*He looks around searching for them to see if they were near and he needed a getaway though there was none, he sighed a sigh of relief and then looked at the stranger.*\n\n\"How about you? I don't see alot of people in here\" *He asks her hands now on his hips eyeing the stranger, he hasn't seen much people here accept his future travel buddy so it was nice to talk again.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I could never imagine runnin' after 'em. If anything, I'd be riding on 'em to actually pick up some speed, haha.\" *The dwarf chuckled a little, standing herself up and rubbing the dust off her dress.*\n\n\"Hmm? Oh, no, you don't, I suppose. I'm a traveler, ya see?\" *Pinching the edges of her skirt, M'Rey chuckled quietly and spun on the spot, showing off her boots.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Uh more like the other way around it was hard outrunning them, but your a traveler? Seemed like i keep bumping into them\" *He chuckles abit, he admired the boots as he watched her spin* \"My name's Xylon traveler of somewhere!\" *He said bowing for extra theatrics before standing again.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Traveler of somewhere, huh?* \"I'm M'racing, from Praia. Makin' a trip to Albania! Ain't never nothin' better than meeting new people.\" *That was the entire purpose of her trip, after all! Enliven things a little, spice up the days of the people she met, and in return, take a story or two to share with the world.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Your all the way from Prasia?? That's so far!\" *His curiosity shot through the roof his toes bouncing abit as he looked at the M'ra with excitement*\n\n\"So you must have so many stories!!\" *He pipes up at her, he liked stories as a kid that his mother used to tell him stories of great heroes on adventures to great lands before her passing, but that's not now.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Was... Was he excited? For her stories?! AAAAA, no, finally someone with taste! It threw M'Rey's energetic mind into passion mode right away, for when else would she have a chance to share her stories?* \n\n\"You betcha! Made my way out the Caverns and visited all the lands nearby! You got a story you want to hear, you ask me!\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*As the weather drew colder and colder still, snow began layering its way around the forest. By this time, very few critters roamed which left an off aura of quiet in the forest for a moment. That was until a loud yelp had suddenly split the air. A fox was racing across the forest floor, trying to hobble away as the sound of barking erupted in her ears. 'Since when did Elves have wolves?!' Her mind was racing. She had only been attempting to pick off a quick snack before the Elves had caught her and sent out their beasts to get her. While the initial tussle left her in a rather horrid state, the sleek fox was quick and clever as well. She darted back and forth between the trees, aiming to lose her pursers as the house she had been staying at these past months grew in the distance. \n\nBy now, the barking was growing distant, but her adrenaline urged her to keep going as she ran up to to the house and clumsily hopped into the window as she had once done when she first arrived. The fox didn't stop running, until she had found herself security beneath a chair in the house and waited while quietly panting. It wasn't until the barking had completely gone quiet, did she finally move out of her hiding spot. She shook off the initial shock, finally taking a moment to look at her surroundings.*\"Hey Elf, think we may need to up the defenses on this place a bit.\"*She called out, half expecting him to be around as she turned back into humanoid form and tried to lick at her wounds.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Like a fence?\" *He replied coming into the room as the fox came barreling in through the open window which he promptly shuts to keep the cold air out* \"I'll try making more fences around here, you'll probably need to bandage that wound if you don't want to get infected\" *He said walking over to the fox and crouching down trying to look at the state of the wound.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "After a long day of helping her parents out back home, Lumi began to pack her bag so she could set out into the forest once again.\n\nShe grabbed a few snacks, jars for anything she wanted to bring back home, her harp, and her new little friend, her chinchilla. She still hasn't decided on a name for the little guy so she just called him Chinny as a temporary name. \n\nAfter awhile of walking into the forest she stopped at this tall tree. She glanced at Chinny and back at the tree. \n\n\"We climb.\" \n\nLumi began to levitate to give her boost and then started to climb from there. Once she made it to the top she stood quietly on one of the branches. She looked around at her surroundings. She put her stuff down and sat down. \n\nShe let out a loud scream followed up by sigh and leaned back so she was hanging by the tree with her legs. \n\n\n\"I wonder what I should do now..\" She mumbled."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "~~Wait, you have a chinchilla XD~~\n\nALADI, or as her friends called her, DRI, also had a long day, but for entirely different reasons. It was the middle of the week and by this time she was feeling the pull of the weekend. In her clutches was a minute sackcloth that was capable of housing only the smallest of objects—and not too many. To DRI, this was a most holy object; anyone who thought to 'relieve' her of it would face the fierce wrath of her claws and some vile words that would make the Macon sailors blush.\n\nPerched in her tree, the contents of her sack had diminished over some time—it was the perk of her work from earlier in the day, and she was *Famished*. Her senses tickled so she turned her body at a practiced angle that was aided by both muscle memory and curiosity. Licking her lips and pulling them back over her teeth, she realized that she knew that scent. It was her friend Lump, but there was something else there too, someone else. Without effort, she climbed higher and used the canopy as cover for her mischief.\n\nTrying to not a make sound, she glided through the trees where possible and crawled into her position for the surprise. Although it was the fairy that surprised her with her scream. Trying not to laugh, DRI latched a hand over her grin and waited a moment. The FAE and what seemed like a rodent of some sort were now hanging upside down by the tree branch.\n\n\"Long day, Lump?\" The wood elf's smile was wry, and her voice dripped with sarcasm. \"You'll feel better after a mushroom,\" She said. In her hand, DRI waved her small sack, tempting the other girl to a little recreation.\n\n```Perks engaged: Hunter's Nose (200% Smell), Listener (200% Hearing), Silent (200% Harder to Hear)```"}, {"from": "human", "value": "~~Yes xD~~\n\nAfter awhile passed, Lumi decided that she would spend her time coming up with a name for her chinchilla. \n\n\"Hm.. Chinny is a bit weird.. How about.. Acorn?\" \n\n\"No.\" Understanding Lumi, the chinchilla denied immediately.\n\n\"You're right.\" She replied. \n\nShe kept going down a list of names which were all rejected. She couldn't decide on one nor did he like any of them either. Lumi gave up for awhile and started to reminisce the day they met.\n\n*That day was literally the day before this one. Lumi did her daily stroll like always. Hanging from trees, dancing and singing while wandering all around the forest. When it was time to head back she noticed something happening not to far from her. She saw a bird preying on a chinchilla. Normally she wouldn't interrupt animals while they're hunting but she felt something when she laid eyes on that chinchilla.*\n\n*Is this love? She thought to herself. It must be. A beautiful creature right before my eyes, completely clueless about that starved bird behind him. Though I shouldn't interrupt the cycle of life, I must save him! Yes, perfect! I will save him and then he shall be mine! Today is the day I shall become a hero!* \n\n*Without hesitation she immediately ran towards the chinchilla and snatched him up before the bird could get a chance and ran home. When she arrived she looked at the little creature and said \"I love you\" And gave him something to eat. Though the little creature was confused and slightly frightened he couldn't deny the food that was placed before him.*\n\nStartled by the wood elf's sudden appearance, Lumi snapped back into reality and let out a loud scream. \n\n\"Ahhh!\"\n\nShe sat up and looked to see who it was. She recognized the elf immediately. \n\n\"Hi Dri!\" She said with a smile, pretending she didn't just let out an awful scream."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"*Two* Screams,\" She said with a wry smile. \"You'd think I bit you or something.\" It sounded like a joke, and it half was. Only, ALADI did bite—both for fun and for survival.\n\nThe redhead climbed her way down to the lower branch where the fairy and her friend resided, making sure to give the animal an obvious once over with her sea foam colored irises. \"Hello there,\" She said kindly. She and her kin had the ability to speak with the forest animals, or *Any* Animal, really, so this was common practice. Hoping her voice would calm the animal, the elf softened her facial features. ALADI was partial to butterflies and things that *Moved*. Young things, like her. At only forty-four, she was the other girl's senior by four years, which to her was basically nothing.\n\n\"Did I catch you in thought, Lump?\" Unsure whether her long-time friend would partake, she found a comfortable seat where her legs could swing back and forth with the energy of a child forced to play inside because of poor weather."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Alexander, you once more find yourself in possession of a strange letter. It was the exact same type of letter you had received prior, requesting for your service in escorting a group a small group of herb gathers by early morning at Ethera Woods within the Silnaria borders. To say the least, it would be a long trek to get there, but you manage to make it in time.*\n\n*As you approach the outskirts of the woods, the first thing you would notice was that there were very few trees in sight. Perhaps to your dismay, instead of trees, there were rather plenty of large mushrooms exceeding more than 20 ft in height of various colors and shapes. Along the ground there would be an abundance of mushrooms as well. It would be easy to tell that this wasn't your average woods and frankly calling it woods seemed to be misnomer given the distinct lack of it.*\n\n*That being said, it was still still rather dark outside with only the feint outline of the sun providing streaks of light and such you didn't hear much wildlife except for perhaps the chirping of birds. However from the corner of your eye you suddenly notice a black squirrel staring at you. Now that by itself wouldn't be very odd, however its eyes possessed an odd amount of intelligence that you didn't see in mundane wild animals. It would then suddenly start to hop on over toward you, and perhaps to the surprise of Alexander, it would slowly transform into tall slender robed man with his face fully covered by a hood, revealing no facial features. The figure would clear his throat as he looked down on you.*\n\n\"Pleased you could make it Sir Alexander. I am an employee of the boss sent to inform you about your current escort job after hearing your wonderful work with the last one. As you can see, these woods primarily consist of mushrooms. The herb gathers gathered today are hired to collect Psilocybin. However we've received reports of violent plant life in the area. Can I trust you to handle their protection?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes, you may trust in me, I will protect them the best I can. Also, what kind of violent plant life are we talking about?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I hope the information doesn't deter you, but there has been reports of a parasitic fungi that leeches onto to the nearby trees, causing them to turn violent. However, if it was only the trees it would be easy enough to avoid given that Ethera woods primarily consists of shrooms. Thus the real issue is that there is seemingly a mutant strain that has started to infect the nearby large fungi of these woods as well, which is the primary concern. There are also the issue of the mycelium that grows beneath the surface to gain sentience and attempt to grab unsuspecting travelers and choke them out before fully enveloping and decomposing their bodies. So overall, this trek is likely to be dangerous. If it is any motivation however, if you could collect a sample of the mycelium and fungi, you will be rewarded an additional 4 gold in addition to the 6 gold being paid for your escort. Do you have any further questions?\" *The robed figure would ask*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Not at all for now.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"You... Are...?\"*She questioned him almost skeptically. The fox seemed to ponder over it for a moment, not expecting the Elf to suddenly depart so soon nor even attempt to simply go to the other Elves in the forest.*\"Are taking your chickens with you?\"*She eventually decided to ask.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I don't think they'll live for long during the journey\" *He admitted* \"So no I wouldn't, you can eat as much of them as you want if that's what you're thinking.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*As he saw the person turned to the squirrel and disappear into the trees, he look at the pathway to the way of the wagon,\"Lets go then.\" He thought to himself. \n\nHe would turn to the pathway and proceed to walk to the pathway to the wagon. Alexander never fought plant life before, but that is not going to stop him*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As Alexander walked down the path he would come across the wagon like mentioned. There 2 male maces hanging about the wagon, seemingly have a good time laughing about. In their hands would be various shrooms and their eyes were clearly disoriented. However, they would notice you approach and turn to you and smile goofy.*\n\n\"Hey there buddy ol' pal! You the one coming to protect us from while we get some shrooms? I got some on hand if you want!\" *And he would offer you a shroom*\n\n*The other would look at you also disoriented but visibly more upset.*\n\n\"Bro, you look scary with that mask, take if off. You're ruining my vibe. None of us are sick. Well whatever, you ready to go? I'm ready to go. We're all ready to go!\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*As he arrived to the wagon, he would look at the shroom that the man is offering, he is somewhat curious of the shroom as its his first time to see this shroom. \"Sure.\" I would calmly take the shroom that the man offered. As he took it, he inspect the shroom, but while he was doing it, he turned to the man that said something about his mask, he give thoughts about it, why not take off my mask other than shield my identity. He would look at him and gave a nod. He would take off his plague mask, revealing his face. He would unslung his bag and put the mask in his bag and slung his bag on his back. With the crossbow on his hands he would speak calmly.*\n\n\"I am ready to go.\"\n\n*As he wait his response, he would look around, using his Hawkeye (lv.1) and Thermal vison (lv.1) ability.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Turning on your senses, you would get a sharper view of the surrounding forest. However, plants didn't really have a significant thermal signature, but your thermal vision would at least reveal the few animals hiding in their burrows and whatnot. The group would then start to move down the path into the woods with towering shrooms. It was a very unusual sight, but seeing how this was elf territory, one could suspect that the denser MANA allowed for the growth of such unusual plants. On the trek the male Macon will be visibly more pleased to see that you have removed your mask and turn to you to start some small talk.*\n\n\"You're looking good pal! Pal? I don't like pal. What' your name? I'm Jorge!\"\n\n*The other Macon would laugh*\n\n\"No you're not! I'm Jorge, you're Tyson!\"\n\n*'Tyson' would then laugh*\n\n\"Oh yeah! Well close enough! Anyway I see one of them patches up ahead! Going to have to get off soon. Feel like we got distracted though... Oh yeah, I don't want to keep calling pal, pal. We're all buds here right! And you silly goose, you don't just hold onto the shroom, you bite into it! It's edible!\"\n\n*They would look at you expectantly for both your name and for you to eat the shroom*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*After looking at the animals with his thermal vision, he turned off his thermal vision but kept the hawkeye ability active. Alexander would look at the 2 men, he is surprised that they are more sociable, he is fine with it either way. He would answer his question*\n\n\"My name is Alexander.\"\n\n*After he said his name, he would take half a bite of the shroom, casually chew on the half shroom in his mouth wondering the taste. As the group start to move, he would follow the group, having his crossbow and half the shroom on his hand. He would wait to finish the shroom in his mouth and would eat the other half of the shroom, chewing on it as he go along the path the group goes.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*They would smile and give you a thumbs up*\n\n\"Nice to meet you Alex! Enjoy the treat! We'll just be collecting them shrooms now!\"\n\n*With that Tyson and Jorge would hop off their cart and head toward a nearby patch of shrooms and start pulling them out. During this time Alexander would enjoy the flavor of the shroom and find that it hand a tingling sensation to it. However, that tingly sensation would start to quickly spread, and he would start to feel light-headed as his vision got blurry and disoriented. It was like there was a purple haze over everything in front of him, and he would start to feel pretty giddy. He would hear the laughter of children but looking around he would see none. He would just see the friendly shrooms waving hi to him while enjoying a nice cup of tea.*\n\n\"What a beautiful day it is, right Alex?\" *A red mushroom would ask*\n\n*Looking around the red mushroom was right. It was a pretty beautiful day. The air was fresh, and the sun had now risen high enough to brighten up the sky. The birds were more lively singing their heavenly tunes and the animals would be getting up to head off to work. You felt so alive, you felt amazing! Who knew the world was this great!*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*What was left of the fox's tail appeared to fluff up in indignation. She looked as if she were going to open her mouth to argue feeling such a way, but eventually she simply lowered her head and just tried to rest. The fox was in too much pain to bother.*\"You wouldn't... Happen to have any more of those chicken birds but uh... Inside the den would you?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I think so, let me check\" *He then went to the kitchen and looked around for the chicken, eventually finding few raw chicken meat he had lying around still fresh somehow, he took them and handed them to the fox*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The fox nommed on piece of chicken, seemingly content with it. As she was soon left with nothing but bone, she decided to gnaw on it for a while.*\"You know what Elf...\"*She eventually said with a tired sigh.*\"Maybe you aren't so bad after all...\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He chuckled at the comment before replying* \"You're not half bad yourself.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh I'm not\" *He lets out a fake laugh* \"I was practically homeless at some point and one of my relatives said they could help me out with my situation so now i live here but not by choice anyway\" *He had been doing this song and dance before but it still doesn't stop his stomach from twisting in an odd way, he doesn't like lying but if it means the visitors won't get suspicious and won't alert anyone it'll just have to do for now.*\n\n\"What about you? Why are you walking around here with a horde of wolves?\" *He asks curiously.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Was your relative's solution to move you as far away from them as possible?\"*Terrell would jest, bringing up the cup of tea to sip from it before answering the man's question.*\"Just traveling through.\"*He'd say casually as if the horde of wolves wasn't particularly out of ordinary. His gaze would pass over to them as the young pups remained curled up amongst one another.*\"Would have chosen a faster method, but surprisingly enough people start asking a lot of questions when a bunch of wolves are involved. I just happen to have a lot of them.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He hummed a reply, he reminds himself that this meeting won't be long and he just needs to ignore the twisting feeling in his gut till the other leaves and he could relax and go on with his normal routine, 'doesn't mean I'd enjoy much of it anyway' he thinks but it was nice having someone to talk to that's not just the barn animals, he keeps messing with the cuffs of his sleeves as his mind wanders.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As he'd place down a now empty cup, Terrell would gently stand up and walk over to the pile wolves as he'd place Floor down so that the wolf could continue to sleep next to them.*\"You fine with them sleeping here or will I need to move them to the coop?\"*He'd ask him.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*It took him a minute to process the question that the other asked him* \"Oh I'm fine with them sleeping here it's fine\" *He wave his hands dismissively, if their fur sticks to the carpet and furniture he might have to clean abit.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He'd pat the wolves softly, casually moving back over towards the chair.*\"Guess I can rest here unless you have a room readily available for guests.\"*The Sinai would say to him.*\"But I can understand if not. Wouldn't expect many visitors out here in the middle of nowhere. Wouldn't have really expected anyone out here, but looks I get a new surprise every time I visit.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*The workers seemed to be having a great time as you were looking at them. They were laughing so hard that tears were dripping from their eyes as nearby friendly roots tickle and tug away at them. Oh those mycelium roots, they are so silly! Oh look, not it seems the roots are trying to bury them in the dirt! That looks like fun doesn't it? The herb gathers seem to be calling out your name desperately between their laughter. Looks like they want you to join them in the fun!*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As he heard his name being called, he would approach the men and saw the roots. At first, he is suspicious, but he doesn't wanna show no threat, so he slung his crossbow and just in case, he slowly placed his right hand on the handle of his Katina. Taking a look around as he gets closer to the 2 men. He did remember being warned of the roots of drowning men in the dirt or something like that, and he always takes precautions.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*As you approach the men you would you would see their faces turning pale. The mycelium roots seemed to be tickling their necks a bit too tight, preventing them from speaking anymore. But that's fine, right? The mycelium roots would turn to you and smile. The roots would come toward you and attempt to grab hold of your arms and legs. It seemed they were welcoming you in to join the tickling!*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As he realize them being pale, he would be cautious and would quickly put on his plague mask and placed his hood up, and he immediately went for his throwing dagger on his right hand, he notices the roots getting closer to him and would immediately start shaking his feet, and would quickly rush to Tyson pulling on the root on his neck and start to cut the root on the neck of Tyson, though making sure he didn't accidentally make a cut on Tyson's neck. \"I knew this is freaking going to happen, why am I this stupid.\" He thought to himself, focusing on cutting the root.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Thankfully Alex seemed to be faster than the roots so they couldn't grab and tickle him. The roots didn't seem to thick either, and thus you are able to easily cut the roots around Tyson's neck. Tyson would take a deep breath and look at you with gratefulness.*\n\n\"Oy, thanks Alex. Don't know why you didn't come earlier when we called for you. Were you a bit dazed? Well nevermind that, help Jorge! He's choking also!\"\n\n*Jorge would be desperately struggling against the roots but having his arm and legs tied up he could look at you desperately as the root around his neck gets tighter*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As he saw Jorge being choked and desperately struggling, he immediately went to him and start to cut the roots on his neck first, making sure he didn't accidentally cut Jorge's neck. As he's done cutting the root, he proceeds to cut the roots that are wrapped around Jorge's arms and legs with his throwing dagger. As he does, he looked behind him, seeing Tyson and make sure no roots is trying to attack him. He is being to focused to even have other thoughts on his mind other than cut the roots and save the workers.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Jorge would be freed from the roots and he would rush over to Tyson's side. They would be breathing heavily but otherwise look unharmed. They would at you and smile and offer a thumbs up*\n\n\"Thanks Alex! Really saved us there. We got the shrooms we need so let- watch out!\" \n\n*From behind you would catch a glimpse of something coming at you at terrifying speed. But that wasn't the only concern you had. The roots would be quickly moving toward you feet, trying to grab hold and 'tickle' you*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As he saw a glimpse of a figure charging at Alex as fast speed, he dropped his throwing dagger and would draw out his Katina using both of his hands and would thrust the front tip of the Katina at the figure that is coming at terrifying speed, but he didn't notice the roots, fortunately the plague doctor outfit thick cloth would prevent outer roots to tickle him, he wouldn't feel **Most** Of the tickle, but the roots can go in his boots, but it will take time. As he hit the figure with his blade, he would yell*\n\n\"Grab my throwing dagger if the roots try to attack you again! I am busy with this thing!\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel had let out a tired yawn, finding himself awakening to the bright rays of light that fell across his face in early morning. Summer always seemed to make nights feel so much shorter for some reason, but he supposed this was the time for him to get up. He brought himself to sit upright in the chair, rubbing at his tired face as Floof had suddenly hopped of his lap upon him moving. The wolf was more quick and alert compared to the Silnari, but he wasn't the only one it seemed. Looking off towards where the pile of puppies was, now remained completely empty in the pack having wandered off to who knows where around the house. Terrel let out a tired sigh, this not being the first time the wolves had done that. Why was it so hard to keep a group of wolves together? Even herding farm animals seemed much easier than this.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Hey you're finally awake\" *He said coming from the doorway to the outside, adorning in a straw sunhat along with a basket with a cloth unto of it he seemed to have just come back from doing more chores though then again when you're living in a forest in complete isolation from anyone your schedule is probably one solid block of nothing interesting.*\n\n\"Are you hungry right now? I can make something with eggs if you'd like or meat or vegetables.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Anything but meat is fine.\"*He answered, partially waving Wilhelmina off before he could finally bring himself to stand up and look around a bit.*\"Have you seen any of the wolves?\"*He doubted they went too far. Terrel would probably just have to send Floof after them before they left later.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uh well, they kinda patrolled around the area for bit don't know why though\"\n\n*It was a lie, they almost caught him at around the early mornings having breakfast and stayed in the barn for a while they're definitely suspicious of him, he feels the same sickening twist in his gut, but he reminds himself it's for the safety of his guest if they don't know what he was.*\n\n\"Don't know if they're in the barn or not haven't checked yet though I'm sure they haven't gone far here.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel lowered his hand to give Floof a light pat on his back.*\"Go find Floof.\"*He said to the wolf. After a short pause, Floof began sniffing around the area, soon heading off to the front door in his search.*\"Going to have to feed all of them before we set off again. That is, if they haven't already helped themselves to your chicken.\"*Of course that was simply a joke, but the reality behind it could speak otherwise. Terrel didn't doubt a pack of wolf pups could probably take over a good portion of the barn.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well I am missing few chickens, it's fine though anyway I'll make ya breakfast real quick you can do whatever while you wait\" *He walked of to the kitchen avoiding sunspots through the windows and dropping off the basket and pulled out a cookbook trying to find a meal with meat he could make for the other elf.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel gave a brief nod, soon deciding to head off upstairs so that could grab the bag he left in the bedroom there. After retrieving it, he soon made his way back down the flights and dropped the bag off in the chair before going through it to make sure he still had everything in it. Most things he just carried on him, but he liked to keep a few spare items in his bag for convenience and lack of extra pocket space.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He eventually came back with a large steak on a platter plus utensils and a cup of water* \"Here uhm I'll help with the wolf searching if they wandered deeper in the woods.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He glanced over towards Wilhelmina as he walked in with the food and drink.*\"You plan on using that steak for bait?\"*Terrel asked. If they really did wander out in the forest, Terrel supposed Wilhelmina knew around this place better than him outside of the route Terrel normally took through the forest.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Maybe, I couldn't think of anything for you to eat so I just went with this, though we could just use one of the chickens as bait instead since they ate half of them\" *He says putting down the food on the table avoiding the sunlight as much as possible.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"It's quite literally the one thing I said I wouldn't-\"*He stopped himself, simply shaking his head instead.*\"Let's just go see where Floof ran off to. Surely couldn't have gotten too far. The pups can hardly travel long before getting exhausted.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm so sorry I must've misheard you.\" *He apologizes, he felt stupid maybe his head was too far off in the clouds, and now he's feeling nothing but pure shame as he nods when Terrell suggests that they go and see where Floor ran off to.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel turned away from the other Silnari, heading out the front door to be welcomed by the forested area around them. Up ahead Floof seemed to be wrestling with one of the pups, too distracted by the playfulness of them to do any more than find one.*\"Well that's one down anyways... Nine more to go... You know your way around here well enough right...?\"*He asked him.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uh yes, yes I do\" *He knew this part of the woods well enough to not get lost, finding wolves here wouldn't be as hard... Right??* \"Let's find some wolves then\" *He started going south towards a particular spot he dubbed \"Duck rock\" Which is literally a small clearing with many stones that look like ducks.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Floof... Opie... Let's go.\"*He said, calling their names to get the two wolves' attention. The two eventually scrambled off of one another to return to Terrel. He glanced over towards Wilhelmina, following after him as he lead him to a new spot out in the forest.*\"Watch these two for me, would you?\"*Terrel said to him before walking around to investigate the area.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Of course\" *He says standing still in the shade as Terrell began searching, the young pup yips at his feet looking suspiciously at him* \"Shh- I'll give ya some jerky if you don't tell anything to Terrell alright?\" *He hisses lowly at Pie as he keeps an eye at the other who's probably out of earshot by now.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Opie hopped up on their hind legs, planting their forepaws on Wilhelmina's leg as they sniffed at him eagerly. Floof simply laid down in waiting, ears raising to the sound of someone blowing into a whistle. A trio of wolf pups had suddenly ran out from the underbrush. A coupled went to tackle into Floof playfully while Terrel had reappeared in time to pick up the third, much slower pup to carry them over to the group.*\"Got anywhere else they can be?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uh there's a river if you go left then make a right, they could be there\" *He says pointing to the direction of the river, slowly sliding a small bit of jerky to Pie to keep quiet.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Opie grabbed the piece of jerky from him, soon finding themselves wrestling with the other pups for it. Terrel placed down the wolf pup he held, giving a nod to the Silnari while he walked off towards the river.*\"If you don't see anything else around here. It's probably a safe bet to assume some are still hanging around the barn.\"*He pointed out.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well I don't see any others besides the ones we already found so we should check the river before we check the barn\" *He says walking to the direction of the riverside whistling idly, hoping the other Sinai didn't see him passing the jerky to the pup.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel blew into his whistle, waiting for a few moments in silence as he neared the river. Soon enough a muddied pup would waddle their way over to him. Terrel gave a quiet sigh, picking the wolf up by the scruff of his neck and returning back to place him by the others.*\"Just this one it seems.\"*He said, seemingly not taking notice in the treats Wilhelmina had been handing to his pups.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Back to the barn then\" *He says moving around and started walking back to the barn he whistles as they walked back, when they finally got back one pup is seen trying to murk a chicken inside the fenced off chicken coup.* \n\n\"Hey hey-you already ate a lot of them last night-\" *He exclaims rushing to divide the two animals.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel followed after Wilhelmina, watching as he suddenly rushed off to stop an impending murder scene. He quickly grabbed his whistle, blowing into it.*\"Chase, get away from the chicken!\"*He said to the pup. The young grey wolf glanced up from what he was doing, letting to chicken go while staring back at the two with his tongue hanging from his jaws. He seemed pretty content with himself all things considered to the exasperation of the Elf.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ah fiddle sticks-\" *He scooped up the very much terrified chicken checking for any injuries* \"Don't worry Leland the wolf won't get ya, not again at least\" *He says to the chicken stroking it's body to calm it down, the spooked chicken's beady eyes looked at the wolf beneath it with fear and it's feathers standing to no end.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*As he saw the 2 workers are doing fine, he would look at the ground to see any roots and he would immediately look forwards and stand firm with his katana ready, seemingly ready for a attack. If he had time, he would use his Fleet Foot ability to increase his movement speed, he had the feeling that that impact will be stronger and hope to evade the attack, if he manage to evade he would take another swing on the trunk, but the prevent to have his katana blade bent, he would make sure his katana wouldn't get stuck.*\n\n``` **Mana: 105/120** ```"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Alexander would avoid the attack just in time with his Fleet of Foot, but would have to unfortunately leave his Katina inside the shroom as it was stuck in there. Running forward he could grab hold of it again and push it deeper, making it 3/4 of the way through, but now the Katina was going to be almost impossible to pull out now given how tightly wedged it was between the mushroom's flesh. Not only that, as he cut the half-way point of the shroom's trunk with his Katina, he would notice a cloud of spores being released into the air. Perhaps Alex didn't have to worry too much about it thanks to his mask, but the spores seemed to be heading toward Tyson and Jorge as, and they were too distracted by the roots to notice the spores coming their way*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*As he tried to pull his katana off the flesh, he start to think theres no hope of getting his katana off,\nIf he can't get it out, why not continue cutting in the inside. As he hold his katana he would try to cut the trunk his katana like a saw, might not be more effective than swinging the katana but what choice he has. As he notice the clouds of spores, he doesn't concern thanks to his mask but he remembered something. Tyson and Jorge don't. He would turn his head to them and yell* \n\n\"Look out for the cloud spores!\"\n\n*He would look forwards to focus on the mushroom. Thoughts start to flood his mind. Who knows what are the effects of those cloud spores. His best hope is to kill the monster and get out of here.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Tyson and Jorge would look up just in time to see the spores coming at them*\n\n\"Well holy molly?! What in the Arcane Gates is that?!\" *Jorge would yell*\n\n\"Don't think it matter if we know what it is, I think we got to get away from it!\" *Tyson would shout out while grabbing Jorge and drag him away from the spores just in time*\n\n\"Thanks for the heads-up bud!\" *And they would both give you a thumbs up*\n\n*As for Alex's sawing method, as he had said, it wasn't an effective method as a Katina wasn't meant for side to side cutting and clearly didn't have the proper grip for that either, but at least some progress would be made. He would be 7/8ths of the way there, but seeing how he had to stay in one place to saw the trunk, the roots on the ground would be able to wrap around his feet and with a strong tug, pull his feet in an attempt to trip him*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He knows that his sawing method doesn't work because katanas aren't made for it. But atleast, he tried. As he turned and would notice the same roots, he is more annoyed than scared\n\n \"God these things are annoying.\" \n\nHe would pull out 2 throwing knife from his pockets, 1 for each hand and as he grabbed on the root that is wrapped on his feet we would start to cut it as he is already enough with these roots. If he is able to be free, he could use the throwing daggers on his hand to cut the last bits of the trunk. Hoping he can finally kill this thing.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The roots would tear apart rather easily with Alex's cutting knife as they weren't particularly strong, just annoying. However, they would release some spores as you cut into them. Of course having your mask would render them ineffective so it was simply another annoying nuisance. From there using your knives to hack away at the last remain bits of the flesh of the shroom you would finally make it all the way through. The roots on the ground would suddenly stop moving as well as the tall shroom itself. It seems like you had finally slain it. Looking back you would see Jorge and Tyson breathing heavily and covered with sweat, but otherwise uninjured. They would look to you and grin*\n\n\"You finally dealt with that thing? Are we good to head back?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He would take a look at the monster's corpse, finally slain. He would pocketed his throwing knives as he grab his katana with both hands and removed the katana off the flesh. He would turn, facing Jorge and Tyson*\n\n\"Yeah, lets go right now.\"\n\n*He would holster his katana as he walked to the wagon. Having his crossbow out and pulled the string.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Tyson and Jorge would nod and pat Alex on the back*\n\n\"Man you sure saved us pal! Thanks for everything! Without you who knows what would happen to us! As thanks, you can have some of these shroom if you want, we don't mind if we get less pay. You deserve the treat!\"\n\n*They would each pull out one of the shrooms they were gathering today and hand it to you as they head back to the wagon*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Well we certainly can make a guess\" *He says putting the chicken back inside the chicken coop the chicken has calmed down somewhat then he goes over to the barn to check for the other 4 wolves.*\n\n\"Hopefully they didn't *Just* Snack on the chickens..\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell followed after him, the pups now keeping much closer to them with Floor rounding them up together. Within the barn, the remaining wolf pups seemed to be lounging about, a few coated with feathers on them while the others dozed peacefully as if not disturbed by the others coming in.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He taps some of them on their nose to wake them up before sharply pulling his hand away just in case they bite* \"Well that's all of them right? Unless there are others hiding somewhere, if there aren't you can go on and leave now\" *He says though abit happy sounding, he does try to suppress the giddy feeling of not having to worry about being cautious around guests long enough until the guest actually leaves the area, he just has to waits a few more minutes.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yeah that's the rest of them.\"*He said. The pups each glanced up towards Wilhelmina, letting out a tired yawn as he tried to tap them awake. A couple of them rolled over to trail after him curiously while the remaining few took notice of the other pups and ran over to join them.*\"You're not too pressed about losing a few chickens right?\"*Terrell asked, unsure of how to take Wilhelmina's seemingly more happy mood despite some livestock going missing.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Not too much but as i said i can always make more of them\" *He laughs, he's not really peeved at that anymore it happened afew times before though none of them have been Henrietta.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Right. Right.\"*He said, looking at what remained of the barn. Terrell supposed wolves were about as big of a pest as coyotes at times with farm animals. He could understand that at least.*\"Guess we didn't need the steak after all.\"*Terrell glanced down at the pups, half of them most likely full from chickens they ate. He reached for a small pouch at his side, deciding to give some jerky to Floor for his good behavior.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah, well it's time for you to go!\" *He says abit too enthusiastically though he looked like he's sweating bullets* \"Wouldn't want to keep you from doing what you were doing before!\" *He lightly pushed Terrel to presumably the direction he went through before stumbling upon Wilhelmina in the first place whilst smiling slightly in a nervous manner, it's almost lunch hour and he can't have Terrel around for it.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell stood rather stiff while Wilhelmina pushed against him to get the Sinai to move.*\"But I haven't grabbed my bag yet.\"*He said to Wilhelmina. Was the chicken thing actually upsetting so bad that he was trying to get rid of him now? Or was he just overstaying his welcome? He seemed pretty nervous, but about what? Terrell wasn't too sure, he was getting mixed messages from this one.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh right- well go on then!\" *He urges, he internally panicked whilst trying to seem as normal as possible (Spoiler alert he was unsuccessful in this).*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell slowly looked between the house and Latvian with a masked look of confusion.*\"Are you okay? You seem very nervous for no reason.\"*It was definitely not the chickens. At least he thought so anyway. The sudden shift hardly made any sense to him though.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Me- nervous? Pfft what are you talking about-\" *He exclaims, he could almost hear the ticking of the clock counting down.* \"I'm just dandy! You don't need to worry about me..\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Riiiggghhhttt...\"*He said dubiously.*\"Then in that case, I guess it wouldn't matter if I took my time grabbing my bag, huh?\"*Seemed like time wasn't on his side whatever that may be, but the shaking it off only seemed to fuel Terrell's curiosity more.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*His mind races as he tries to stop or at least subside the urge to drink* \"What?! Uh i mean yeah it's fine- take your time\" *He's definitely gonna have to barricade himself in his room again, hopefully he remembered where he put the hammer and nails.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uh huh...\"*He said.*\"I'll be back in a bit.\"*Terrell turned away, blowing into the whistle to call the other wolves to follow him. The group of young pups soon huddled up into together, following after the tall Sinai as he headed back to the house.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*When he knew the other was out of earshot he might've almost kicked one of the fences in frustration, but it's fine he'll just wait in the barn until they go away and that's exactly what he did- he quickly and swiftly went in the barn, closed the doors thoroughly and just sitting in one of the corners near the cow pens inside.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*It would be some time before the Sinai returned, keeping his word at taking a while to make sure everything was in his bag before he grabbed it and returned to where he had left Wilhelmina. By then it seemed like the man was gone. How strange. Guess he didn't want to be around for whenever Terrell got back.*\"I guess you had to leave, huh?\"*Terrell said aloud to what he'd assume to be no one in particular.*\"Well thanks for letting me stay here. I'll get out of your hair.\"*He took one last look around briefly as if for a sign that the man had heard him only to eventually collect his pups and walk off into the forest.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "Deep in the Ombu forests, the serenity of the evening could not keep the village quiet. A path enveloped in arches led to a large redwood tree. Its trunk was hollow and a gate-like shape allowed one to enter. A spiral of wooden steps merged with its walls and reached their end atop the bark. The inside of it was dimly lit by lanterns that emitted majestic colors, visibly unnatural in essence. Once one reached the top, they'd be met with a pleasant surprise. Wooden bridges connected all the trees, where huts and stalls illuminated various warm colors. Children ran along the paths, adults chatted quietly in different groups and circles. Every now and then a dark or high elf passed by, yet the majority were wood and fae elves. The crowns of the trees were carefully nurtured in the form of walls around the village, keeping it hidden while also stopping the turbulent currents from spreading inside. Instead, a calm breeze tickled the warm weather onto the skin of folk around while crickets serenaded relaxing chirps.\n\nNear the center of the town, where all bridges connected in a wide round podium, flaps of wings clapped loudly.\n\"No, no! I already give you all enough, this is for the people!\" An elf grumbled while swinging his hands to and fro with hopes of getting rid of the swallows that swarmed about. His tone was soft albeit grumpy. He didn't seem old at all, yet elves were known for their young appearance either way. A relatively short merchant, he manned a stall that offered fruits in various color and shapes, all lined up in baskets on a wooden platform. Some glowed, some pulsated - they were exclusive harvests that no other nation in Ramul Ta could offer. The trader crossed his hands, sighing irritatedly."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "A white mop of hair ambled through the lively bridges crisscrossing the cavernous hallow of the great redwood tree. Hovering a mere inch above the thick, mossy ground, the mop swayed and swung below a pair of spiny, thorn-like articles in which a contrasting black crow sat between. It was a figure of strange eminence, where the shroud of white meshed with the briefest of glances painted an image of gangling, flowing limbs. Those curt enough to stare openly, usually the children, saw plainly the girl underneath, but the keen and the curiously aimless saw a more ominous undertone to the blatant, glaringly white stranger, for the arches of the village flocked with crows while she passed beneath, and perched among their houses as she passed. Be it misfortune for the newcomer or for the bystanders within was a conclusion for the eye of the beholder. \n\nIn the center of the town, the crowd split before the intruder in white. Even the crickets quieted at her approach, though a less superstitious eye would see the new onslaught of birds was merely eating up the competition. Catching sight of the glowing, colorful shapes, the figure inched over, apparently deterred by the many probing eyes, and stood to the side of the elf's stall. Reaching out the white curtain, a little hand holding a little coin slid a single silver atop the counter.\n\"A fruit?\" Pale blue eyes peered out from the split in the swath of white hair."}, {"from": "human", "value": "It did not come as a surprise to Caw, most probably, that she received some stares. While it was mainly children who did so, the courage of some adults defeated their manners as well. As the silence deafened the playful chants of those around, the elf arched a brow in a confused fashion. His eyes darted towards the protruding hand offering coin. If Caw looked inside, she'd see a figure that loomed over the stall and its offered beverages. He creased his forehead at her request and turned. Oddly, his stature dropped a few heads lower once he circled around. He neared the outlandish woman in a delicate stroll. He was... Much shorter in comparison. A proudly hoisted chest flaunted the thin silk robe that enveloped him, one which's green blended with the forest flawlessly. Golden elements stemmed from it in the shape of his collar, resembling a laurel wreath. Despite the grouchy expression on his face, the merchant was well groomed and properly maintained, exuding a sweet peach aroma. The tiny man who stood about four feet tall grasped the curtain before he drew it aside.\n\nBy doing so he revealed the rich assortment of fruits at his disposal. The trader crushed his hand into a fist and coughed into it. After that he placed both hands on his hips and inspected the lady.\n\n*\"Welcome to the Glowing Peach!\"* He exclaimed somewhat eloquently. *\"I am Erric. Erric Springdale.\"* The elf pressed an open palm against his chest before bowing courteously. *\"The family of Springdale is widely known for our wonderful fruit yields! Thus, it would dishonor me to simply give you a... **'fruit'**, madam. Would you please describe to me what your preference is? Who are you buying this for? Would you like the taste to melt in your mouth with a robust aftertaste? Or do you prefer the intense, piquant options? Anything you'd like, we have it here in plenty!\"* He sprung his hand out towards the display and finished the hasty array of questions. His hazel eyes followed her lips intently in preparation for her answer."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Watching as the elf displayed his wares with a flourish of impeccable manner and sparkling charisma, the girl gaped at the array with sparkling eyes, her coin left forlorn on the table as she pointed excitedly towards the brightest fruits in the bunch.\n\"Shiny! For me.\" She replied with an eager smile. Jostled by her excitement, the crow atop her head squawked with a beat of ebony wings. While she bounced in place, a jump and a skip in her step, the murder of crows that had nestled throughout the wood elves' home cried out in kind, their echos carried down the whole length of the redwood, the rustle of wings a foreboding facsimile of the familiar rustling of leaves."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel didn't seem bothered by her quiet words, simply laying there and listening in silence to make it hard to tell when he was sleeping and when he wasn't. Being asked why he chose a pig mask, Terrel thought about it for moment. It wasn't like he had this large reasoning for it. It was simply a mask he had on him, but he guessed anyone who walks around wearing a mask of a farm animal all the time must have a good reason behind it.*\"It's just what I am now.\"*He'd eventually answer.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I don't think you're a pig.\" *Manon said, rolling onto her side so she could face him. The mask indeed prevented Manon from knowing if he was awake or not. She didn't care though, she finally started to feel tired after her eventful day today. One moment she was looking at the pink haired Terrell and the next moment he was gone as slumber overtook her. For once, she didn't have her recurring nightmare, It was always the night she was attacked by the vampire near her home. Maybe something about being with friends helped sooth her mind.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Amongst the tree tops, a pair of eyes followed the Lathian through the forest in waiting of the right opportunity. The woman had been watching him for quite some time now with absolutely zero clue of what he was trying to bury, but caring little of it. She crawled along the branches and followed him at the sound of the whistle. Only once she had found a more sturdy branch, did she ready herself for him to approach the right position. Then in a sudden swift movement she launched herself out of the tree down towards Wilhelmina. In a bright flash of orange the woman attempted to tackle him, letting out a loud shriek in the process. Or perhaps it was more of a war cry, who knew really.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrified he swung his shovel at whatever it is making a ruckus and hits them in the face screaming as he does so.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*A small thud resounded from the object as it connected with the woman. She got knocked back a few feet, instantly collapsing and falling limp as she hit the ground after getting hit in the head with the shovel. The woman looked to be fox-like, about a couple feet smaller than the Elf. She laid there in a daze, mouth partially open upon her life having just flashed before her eyes.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh no, oh no, Ohio—\" *He scrambled to the knocked fox like person, he thought of smacking them her again with his shovel briefly, but he quickly dismisses those thoughts; he didn't exactly want to be burying more bodies at the moment it would just be more suspicious so instead he tried to shake the woman from her daze* \"I'm so sorry— you just caught me off guard, are you okay??\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The fox laid unmoving for a while as he shook her. It wasn't long, however, before her eyes suddenly shot open. A gasp escaped her and, turning her head towards the Silnari, she quickly raked her claws across his face and hopped back up to her feet.*\"You may have thought you got the better of me Elf! But you're dead wrong!\"*She yowled, in a slightly higher pitch tone, pointing towards him. It was clear that she was still dazed from the shovel, however, as she wasn't pointing directly at him, but to the side slightly.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He hisses at the pain and held his face in pain, ok he probably deserved that but really? In the face? At least she narrowly missed his eyes* \"I was just trying to help you get back on your feet! I didn't mean for you to get hit by my shovel promise!\" *He exclaims.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Nice try, but I know how your kind is!\"*She spat, shaking her head to and fro to get rid of the dizziness.*\"You lot are always walking around with weapons like that, thinking you can get rid of people like me! But too bad! It'll take more than one of you to keep me down!\"*Her green eyes narrowed at him and she soon scrunched up your nose.*\"You've been walking around for a while and you stink like the dead. What have you been up to, huh?\"*She interrogated, walking around him as if trying to find something.*\"Been trying to get rid of pests like me?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He looked at her in slight confusion* \"I don't know what you mean but I was just burying my dead pets because she died this morning\" *He said lying through his teeth his expression still confused, he has his slip ups, but now he's pickup a few tricks in deception though he has close called its still useful in situations like this* \"Besides I don't think I've even your uhm people around in these woods anyway.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She paused in her investigation for a moment and placed her hands on her hips.*\"And why do you think that is?\"*The woman questioned.*\"Isn't it enough I have to climb to your level to communicate? Honestly it's a wonder of why you all live out here. This place shouldn't be for elves.\"*She let out a huff, one ear flicking irritably as she watched him.*\"What kind of 'pets' anyways?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"My cat Strafing\" *He replied stiffly looking saddened at the mention of the name* \"And why I live here is nothing of concern what are *You* Doing clawing innocent people's faces if I may ask?\" *He counters.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Why are you hitting innocent people in the head with a shovel!\"*She snapped back at him, rubbing at her head.*\"And why you live here is my concern! This was my home first, not yours!\"*It was questionable how much truth there was to it. The fox hardly looked older than a kid, though her size probably wasn't helping her.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"You caught me off guard! That kind of reaction would be expected when you live near wolves and other things that might kill you in the dark!\" *He reasons.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She scoffed.*\"Wolves aren't nearly as viscous. I was just going easy on you.\"*The woman crossed her fox-like paws only to wince and rub at her head idly.*\"Don't you elves have those large dens you stay in? You shouldn't be out in the forests to begin with.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"If you're referring to my house then yes I do have one\" *He's starting to slightly regret the decision to be nice to this fox girl, but he's also not going to leave without at least this* \"If you want a place to recover from a shovel to the face you can stay at my home for a while, if you're still going to be stubborn and all then that's fine, I'll be going now\" *And with that he turned and walked away towards the shed to dispose of said shovel.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The woman didn't follow him at first, simply watching him walk off as he took the shovel and went. Eventually the sound of footsteps was able to be heard behind him as the fox followed slowly after him.*\"Does this house have food in it?\"*She asked skeptically.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Of course it has food, I have a farm full of animals too if you don't like vegetables\" *He shrugs at the question, he expected the fox to eventually follow him, but he didn't expect that question at all but there's a first for everything.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The fox noticeably perked up at his words. Lifting her snout up to the air, she took in a big whiff of it. Almost instantly she began salivating at the scent of something good being close by.*\"Race you there!\"*She suddenly said. The woman suddenly darted off past him and in a flash of light she had been reduced to a regular fox form. The animal ran off into the forest ahead, attracted by the scent of food, or rather, prey.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*After recovering from the shock he races towards the house abandoning his shovel along the way, he chases after the girl turned actual fox until the path cleared, and a house was visible.*\n\n*The house looks much better than before first being some of the bloodstains have been repainted over and everything seemed to be more or less replaced and refined, the farm from the east side of the home was slightly bigger than before with many farm animals, finally from the west side of the house a garden patch of vegetables have been growing nicely, one thing remained from the previous home which was a small garden of white roses previously wild and overgrown now snipped to size and looks more taken care of positioned in the backyard.*\n\n*When he arrives he looks towards his surroundings in the chance he sees the familiar fox near a chicken pen or other.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Nesy was a mutant, not any other mutant who was wandering around in a forest like this. The ombu forest was quite interesting and had many characteristics of plants he had never seen before which made him interested in seeing new things. Nevertheless, he started to head on the path towards somewhere, he didn't know what but... He would love to map this area honestly.*\n\n\"....What a lovely day.\" *He thought to himself, scratching the back of his head while he would seemingly walk through the woods. The overhanging branches blocked out most of the sunrays while some pierced through the coverage of the forest. When he was on the road, he seemingly looked on the both directions. \"...Strange, I wonder if there is someone there.\" He asked himself, while he was reminded this forest was quite vibrant then he had anticipated*\n\n*The ground was soft with a layer of leafs along with sticks and branches covering as far as the eye could have seen. Now, it was only the time to see what was going on here.* \"....Hmmm...\" *The forest kept reminding him of other adventures, as if they came up and disappeared into his memory banks as always. Into his brain basically.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*It had taken about a day of travelling for our little Amu to get his way over to the OMB Forest. Why this forest specifically, my dear friends, was due to its more abundant growth of moss and other such herbs. Having magic to heal wounds was good for the kemonomimi, but recently he had been having to turn away those poor enough to receive illnesses that he could not treat. This disturbed him to the point of where he knew he had to go get some ingredients for his mortar and pestle!*\n\n\"The alchemist said that it'd be a long journey, but my feet hurt after all that walking... Even after spending the night in at that kind village, too.\" *He sighed to himself, his tails having been brushing against each other as Amu walked alone. It was at this time that he could spot some strange looking man. At least he thought it was a man. In the distance! Maybe they could help him and make sure he was in the right area?*\n\n*And so, without thinking about the possibility that he could just get straight up mugged by bandits, the kemonomimi neo begun waving at Nest... His small passives to stealth disappearing as he wished to be seen*\n\n\"Hello! Whoever you are! Do you live around here! I need some directions!\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Nesy's heterochromic eyes would settle onto this dude. He seemed to be a... Demi-human in some sort of way but he didn't care about apperence or race in general.* \"...Well man! I don't know where I've gone but it appears to be an elven forest... I guess? Because I don't know what the name of this place is.\" *He started to chuckle a little bit.* \"...Well, I am sorry! I can't help you here. Except... The closest tavern.\"\n\n*Nesy gave an apolegegtic look towards the man who was walking towards him. However, he did wave back towards him which means Nesy was very friendly... Perhaps unlike those who meet the Kemonomimi neko. Nevertheless, he had never heard of those creatures in his life.*\n\n\"...Besides, my name is Nesy Celvius. I am an adventurer anyway... So I guesss... I am here to just look around before heading back to the Tavern and such. Well, honestly where I'll be looking for quests to do.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Damn. That was unlucky. This person didn't really know the area either, so Amu was going to have to scavenge around for herbs on his own. He guessed it wasn't that bad, but some disappointment still showed on his face from a rather obvious pout. Even though this man was the barer of bad news, Amu still approached him and stood from about ten feet away to have a conversation... Might as well, right?*\n\n\"Ah, okay. I'm rather new to this area, because I needed to grab some ingredients for potions. You mentioned you were an adventurer, yes? Sometimes I do similar work to you, but most of the time I work as a trauma healer in the capital city... But don't mind all that. You spoke about a tavern, yes? Can I get directions to it when I'm done gathering all the herbs I need?\"\n\n*Amu's cat ears had perked up, as he listened in for the answer from Nest... While picking up the ambience of the area. It would seem that the strange cat creature had similar eyes to the mutant, his being cyan on his left and amber on his right. Aside from some normal dark hair, another peculiar trait was the twin tails sprouting from his backside. The two things would brush up against each other constantly, until entwining with one another and shifting from side to side as if it was just one large limb.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"...Yeah, the Tavern is like over there... Well, it may be far away but there are other locations as well!\"   *Those were the locations he knew well. He had also been in  to which he explained there was a tavern where they could accept adventurers from all over the world.*\n\n\"...Yeah, there are pretty much other taverns I don't know but those three are the ones I know really well.\" *Nesy explained, scratching the back of his head again while he would look towards the other dude. His eyes seemed similar to his but Nesy had partial-heterochromic eyes but the other one had full heterochromia perhaps.*\n\n*He seemed to be a kind dude with... Bright ideals it seems along with an attitude of a friendly dude. Nevertheless, there was nothing else to be explained here besides he was kind enough to give locations.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*After listening to Nest explain where nearby taverns were, and how he could find some extra work, Amu nodded politely and half smiled. This guy seemed okay, off of the little time he has spent with him. He didn't want to keep him here too long however, and Amu also still had to collect the herbs and return to his home so he could begin creating those medicines and potions.*\n\n\"Thank you for the information! I won't keep you here any longer if you don't feel like hanging about... Mostly because I need to get a move on as well, with finding those herbs. My name is Amu by the way, it was nice meeting you here! Maybe when I have the time we could do a quest together, since you seem to be very into those sorts of things.\"\n\n*Amu then let out a full smile, his tails having untwisted themselves and returned to the nature of brushing against each other. His ears relaxed, having gotten used to the presence of Nest... This wasn't someone to be too worried about, at least from first impressions. He was actually quite helpful! Would be nice to meet again, when Amu didn't have something to do first.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Nesy's eyes perked up to the mention of quests to which he absoloutly insisted he could come with if they were to find him.* \"...Absoloutly! You can come with me indeed if we cross paths or... Yeah, pretty much there.\" *Nesy nodded towards him with a smile on his face. When he eventually started to just talk all casually, because he was relaxed as well.*\n\n\"...You are welcome besides, it's my obligation to help people nowdays. Anyway, if there are nothing else to be said. I will basically continue walking before, I'll basically find a tavern or turn back to the tavern I headed from. So, good luck to you and uh... I hope you'll complete your objective I hope.\"\n\n*He nodded towards Amsu, with a small half-smile on his face as well. He seemed to be able to get along with everyone he meet. Which, was a natural talaent it seemed? He didn't know.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yep! I will see you another day... Hopefully! Back to tackling nature and it's bounties! Have a nice day!\"\n\n***Seeing the mutant smile and gaining some encouragement to complete his mission, Amu was filled with determination.*** *~~ his feet still hurt, though.~~*\n\n*Little Amu then waved goodbye, heading off towards the closest tavern that Nest had described. It was better to get a room rented out now and just fall into a bed, than to get tired from all the herb picking and have to go through the process of interacting with staff... Today would be a productive day!*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*He walks closer to the Fox* \"I have leftover meat in the house- don't try and eat them please—\" *He pleads looking a little exhausted, he hasn't had to run at that speed in a while but that's not important as trying to keep this stranger from murdering his farm animals.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Don't try to eat them? But there's so many-! How many birds are even in there-?\"*She said sniffing at the air.*\"Do you elves usually capture your food before you eat them? Maybe you guys aren't so dumb after all-.\"*The fox seemed enraptured by all the animals sitting in front of her. She was hardly listening to the tired Elf.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*A bit irritated the elf sighs before a light bulb went off in his head, he hasn't attempted to crowd control the chickens in a while mostly because of situations that was out of his control so the chicken pen is almost too crowded* \"How about this, if you promise to not eat all of my farm animals you can eat a half of the chickens.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Her tail began wagging instantly at the idea.*\"Half of them?\"*She asked.*\"That'll last me for moons!\"*The fox didn't seem to hesitate to take the deal. She morphed back into her animal form and dug under the fence before launching herself at the animals. Feathers went flying everywhere as she did, but the fox was too hungry to care.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He briefly looks away as the carnage in front of him unfolded the sound of distress clucking mixed with screaming irked him but it's for the best he thought, it was his idea afterall that's until he feels a light pecking on his shoes, he looks down and sees Henrietta furiously pecking on him probably a sign he should pick her up before she tears a hole or two in said shoe and with that he picked her up and covered her eyes.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The fox had quickly torn through a couple of the chickens, completely ignoring the chaos that arose from it as she proceeded to eat the ones she managed to catch. It was but a trap, however, as upon consuming the two chickens, she made herself too full to be bothered with chasing the rest of them. She let out a huff of air, causing some feathers to fly up as she made her escape from the chaotic coop and returned to her humanoid form.*\"I'll return for the others later.\"*She said with a slight pout.*\"Those get to live another day for now.\"*The woman stretched a bit, appearing a lot more docile now that she had eaten. Although that hardly lasted before the questions came. Her gaze fell upon the chicken he held, and she tilted her head at it.*\"Is that bird for food later?\"*She asked.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*As the sun would begin rising above the horizon, gentle rays of light would soon shine within the small camping area they had rested at the night prior, reflecting off the rough patches of snow still left upon the ground. Terrel found himself dozing peacefully near the burned out campfire, the small furry bodies of his wolves surrounding him to his inability of being able to remember them being near him in the first place. Nevertheless, the Pig Elf seemed comfortable enough with the arrangements, his eldest wolf resting their head atop his lightly rising and falling chest as if trying to serve as protection while also getting some sleep himself.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Manon looked over her shoulder at the sound of movement. She woke up not too long before Terrell, more to get out of the sunlight than anything. She decided to find some berries in the meantime, maybe those in the camp would appreciate something sweet in the morning to start off their day. Given the time she had to collect, it wouldn't be enough for the whole camp so maybe she'd just share with the animals or Terrell. She wanted to say good morning to the Elf but held her tongue. So instead she turned back to collect more berries from the bush she was at.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would stir in his sleep, his hand reaching up to find itself patting the top of Floof's head as the Elf would slowly wake up. He sat up, letting out a tired yawn as he'd glance around the camp with a somewhat tired expression before eventually forcing himself to stand up. The movement seemed to wake up the other wolves, the younger ones' tails starting to wag as if they'd been waiting for him to get up this whole time as they'd begin to mill around his legs, forcing him to have to step more carefully around them.*\"Going to have to get these two trained before we reach Salvania...\"*He'd mutter with a sigh, glancing back to notice Manon collecting berries at the edge of camp.*\"Seems like someone's already awake.\"*He'd say.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Finishing stripping the bush dry of it's fruit before venturing into the trees. She wasn't sure if he was talking to her or not. Manon figured Terrell would've made it more obvious if he wanted her attention so it must have been to his animals.* \"I suppose they'll be hungry too, TCU can have some of my berries.\" *She said to herself. She wasn't opposed to animals dying to sedate the hunger of other animals, just didn't enjoy being in the area when it happened. She was opposed to her own need that forced her to hurt or kill animals, her least favorite trait about herself. The only good thing about this whole situation was sometimes blood healed wounds that her magic couldn't, thought that was very rare.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would regard her for the time being as she seemed to be talking to herself. She was really distant from society wasn't she? Then again he supposed this was more normal than the animal thing. The thought crossed his mind for a bit as Floof would walk over to him, coming to sit down rather respectfully despite the other two clambering over him.*\"Hm...\"*Turning back to Manon, Terrel would gradually make his way over to her, the wolf pups in tow as they raced one another to try to figure out where he was going to go first.*\"Ready to go Manon?\"*He'd ask as he neared her, not giving much context to what he meant by that.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ah!\" *Too lost in her own thoughts to hear Terrell approach her.* \"I was just collect-\" *She started until he spoke. Where were they going? Maybe.? She entertained the thought that she found a group that would accept her, gaining some hope for the future. She couldn't stop the smile that pulled at her cheeks. Maybe she should explain herself and her needs. She wouldn't want anyone to get hurt because of her.* \"Alright.\" *Tightening her grip on the basket as she turned around and walked towards the Elf.* \"Good morning.\" *She said quietly as she approached him, the smile still lingered across her lips.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel eyed her for a moment. She seemed unusually peachy for it being this early in the morning. Deciding to ignore it, he'd eventually turn away from the Elf and head off in a nonspecific direction.*\"Morning...\"*He'd say after a while to acknowledge Manon for the time being as he'd glance back to make sure his wolves were following. He'd raise the whistle around his neck to his mouth, blowing into it to get their attention. Turning their heads up to them, the three pups would follow after him, tails wagging in excitement. Perhaps it was time for Manon to put her strange abilities to use if she could really do what she claimed to be able to.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Manon figured this would've been the best time to give him his breakfast. She didn't collect enough for everyone so it would've been better if this happened more discreetly* \"Oh, I picked these for you. For breakfast.\" *She extended the hand that held the basket, offering a minor assortment of fruits for him to snack on if he chose.* \"I didn't have much time to grab some for everyone back at camp.\" *Picking up a couple of smaller sized berries for the bird.* \"Is Mr. Tzu with us today, he might be hungry.\" *Holding up the small berry for Terrell to see between her index and thumb.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel looked at the basket she held out, holding up a hand as he would say:*\"Save it. I'll eat once we're done here.\"*He doubted the others would care much for just eating berries, most likely taking preference to any meat they find out here than the light fruits. However, that was a problem for another time, for now he wanted to focus on training his wolves before they headed into Prasia and lost ability to do so in the privacy of the woods for a while. Finally back out in the snow, the younger wolf pups would find themselves hopping from pile to pile while Floof would keep near the two of them. At the mention of his bird, Terrel would respond.*\"Tzu is always with us. He hardly leaves my hair especially with all the wolves and things going on outside it.\"*He'd say, giving context to how vulnerable the bird was outside shelter. Reaching into his long pink strands of hair, Terrel would course his gloved fingers through it until he'd eventually wrap his hand around the small bird and would tug him out into the open. Taking the smaller berry from Manon, he'd hand it off to the jittering animal to settle him down before placing him on his shoulder for the time being so he could eat.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Manon brought the basket back to her side. What were they even doing here? Manon probably shouldn't have just followed someone she met into a forest alone. Pretty stupid of her now that she thought about it. He seems friendly enough though.* \"Uhm, what are we doing, where are we going?\" *She'd ask, now concerned with her surroundings. A fighter of sorts, and multiple wolves around her. Thankfully none of the wolves were talking about attacking, so this wasn't entirely planned either.*\n*Standing at the edge of the shade, looking up to see how the winter sky looked today. She 'could' go out into the sunlight but not for very long. Ever since the incident she was very photosensitive and got sunburned rather easily. She would've grabbed something to cover herself if she knew this was on the agenda* \"Good morning TCU.\" *Happy to see at least something eating the berries she worked for. She also found enjoyment in watching the two pups run around.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would walk on in silence, debating between whether or not he should say or instead leave her wondering out of the amusement of it.*\"Heading to a nearby creek I found so that the pups can have something to drink.\"*He'd finally say.*\"Then we're going to be training them. After all, you said you could translate between us, hm?\"*Terrel would explain, glancing back at her. It was hard to tell what expression he was making under his mask, save for the slightest grin etched at the edge of his lips. Whether m he was joking with her or being completely serious, it was hard to tell. Nevertheless he would turn away once more to follow a path towards this supposed creek, his wolves eagerly darting on ahead.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Manon would look up at him, either she was shocked or confused, both probably. One moment he was calling her crazy for talking to Floor, now though. But she did say she would as apart from their arrangement. She stared at the back of his head, maybe he could feel the intense stare she held onto him. For someone who didn't like her speaking, he's asking her to speak. For someone who didn't believe that she could talk to animals, he wants her to talk to animals. Maybe she should just assume what he wants is the total opposite of what he says. Looking down at her hand before running past him. She stood between Terrell and the wolves just so she could extend the basket towards him once more.* \"If we're going to be out here for a while, we should eat now rather than later.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would come to a sudden stop as she'd rush ahead of him and hold the basket out again, insisting they eat something now as if the berries were going to go bad in the few hours they'll be gone. Maybe she was more concerned about starving than he was, but he couldn't care less about snacking on a few fruits just to hold him over for a few extra minutes with camp not being so far in the first place.*\"Then eat your fill.\"*He'd say before lightly brushing past her with the sweep of his cloak as he'd continue walking. The Elf figured she could walk and eat if she was so focused on snacking beforehand, at the very least it'll save the time of waiting.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Manon took a step backwards as he bumped into her. She stood there for a few moments in disbelief. Digging her hand into the basket and began snacking on the berries she found, just as he suggested. Somebody clearly didn't get enough sleep last night, she thought to herself. Turning around and stalking behind Terrell, with a straight face. She wasn't going to let him ruin her morning so far* \"Suit yourself then\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would continue onwards in silence until he was finally able to see the creak he had found earlier, inclining his head down towards it to get Manon's attention as he would soon head over to the water. The wolf pups would happily bound their way down the snowy slope, Floof easily taking lead of the two as he made his way over to the cold water and would lower his head to drink from it, the other two soon joining him as they'd carefully reach their heads down to get a taste as well. Terrel would follow just behind them, coming to sit down upon the ground a small distance from the water as he'd watch the wolves for the time being, waiting for them to finish. Patting the area beside him, he'd gesture for Manon to take a seat without shifting his eyes away from the creak's edge.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Manon followed his head motion and saw the creek. It was pretty amazing to look at in her eyes. She picked up her pace, excited to make it there a little faster. Taking a seat beside where Terrell patted. She thrust the basket onto his lap before he had a chance to say anything.* \"I'm not helping unless you eat.\" *She didn't look at him either, instead she focused her attention on the wolves instead. She was curious as to what he needed her help for. The Elf seemed too prideful to admit that talking to animals might actually be useful.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Unable to get a word out, Terrel found the basket being shoved onto his lap, causing him to turn his head towards the Elf as she said she wasn't going to help unless he ate the berries. If he didn't know any better, he would have suspected that she was trying to poison him at this rate with her insistence on him eating whatever berries it was that she picked out. Then again, she had also had some for herself as well. With a roll of his eyes, he'd pick up a few of the berries and pop them into his mouth, swallowing them quickly before asking sarcastically:*\"Happy now?\"*Times like this he wondered if she was always going to be this difficult when things needed to get done. It's not like they had all the time in the world with other places still left to go.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Very.\" *She said, giving him a triumphant smile. Pulling the baskets back and placing it onto the ground beside her.* \"What are we training them to do?\" *Her eyes still fixated on the wolves, watching them drink from the water source. She assumed it would be hunting or attacking, what else would it be really? She did agree to help, she was happy that there was something she could do to help. Even if she'd just be a guest for a little while. She had already grown comfortable with the people around her, to an extent. The thought of when they had to go separate ways wasn't very pleasant to think about either.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel gave a light shake of his head in his exasperation towards her before eventually deciding to refocus on the wolves.*\"Impulse control.\"*He'd answer before gesturing down towards the two grey wolves.*\"See the two grey ones down there? The smaller one is Blur and the slightly larger one is Ansel.\"*He'd sit back, resting his gloved palms onto the ground.*\"Planning on leaving them with someone for a while so we can continue our travels with worrying about them being in any danger. Floof is good on his own, but the younger ones still have to learn how to properly listen.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Turning her head to face Terrell, It wasn't a bad thing to teach wolves how to control their impulses. But these were young still, of course they would have energy.* \"How would you like to go about this, and what can I do to assist?\" *Manon wasn't sure if this was something he was tasking her to do, or if it was a joint operation of sorts. She couldn't imagine that he would've left all this on her. He had no real way to prove she was doing what was asked.* \"Is this why you haven't fed them yet?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"You can talk to them can't you?*He'd question.*\"I suppose it would be no more than teaching children basic commands.\"*Terrel would let out a snort of laughter, suspecting that was hardly any easier, but nonetheless they would still be speaking the same language and he'd finally be able to tell just how useful her abilities were. Being asked if that was why he didn't feed them yet, he'd reach to his side, pulling out a small pouch from within his cloak. Opening it slightly, he would reveal the small bits of dried meats within it. Jerky.*\"They probably won't be hungry if you could get them to follow the basic commands. You know, sit, stay, come.\"*Placing the bag in her hand, he'd continue.*\"Think of this as extra motivation. It takes time to teach pups, but you can at least try to get them to understand that they need to listen.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She took the bag and placed it into her basket, next she picked up the basket. Smiling to herself, she placed a hand on Terrell's shoulder and used him to stand up, intentionally placing all her weight for a brief moment onto that shoulder. She had to imagine the look on his face, what would be underneath the mask. It brought her a little bit of pleasure if she were honest. This is something friends do, right? Turning to the wolves before calling out to them both.* \"Hey, Blur, Angel! Get over here!\" *She dangled the bag of food for them both to see, leaving the top open, so the scent can fill the air. Turning back towards Terrell before suggesting that Floor should join in this as well, more as a model student if anything.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would lower his shoulder under the weight she placed on it, making it harder than needed to use him completely to stand up. A smug look crossed what little could be seen of his face before he'd soon look away to focus on the pups. Ansel and Blur would glance up at the mention of their names, water dripping from their muzzles as they'd merely stare over at her. With the suggestion of bringing Floof over as well, Terrel would bring the whistle to his mouth, blowing into it before calling him over. Floof would turn his head towards them, happily bounding over to the two as he'd glance up, tongue hanging from his jaws. As the scent of food began to waft around the area, the other two would slowly begin shuffling over to Manon, staring up at her and practically mimicking Floof as if to beg for the treats.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Alright, today we're going to learn how to control our urges. Floor, since you already know what to do you'll be my little helper today.\" *She turned to Blur and Angel.* \"Please try your best to do what Floor does.\" *She placed the contents of the jerky into her basket before placing the bag down in front of the dogs. They needed to get a good whiff of the reward they could receive if they listened. Turning around and walking back to Terrell, standing right beside him* \"Blow the whistle again.\" *She also placed some berries over the jerky, attempting to mask the smell as well.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*The Sounds of steps were heard throughout the Forest. It Sounded like a pair of Sandals, and that was right. A Okamimi with the name of Taela was walking through said forest. Her Sandals doing said sounds. She was Sweating a bit what was slowly showing on her body with her tabi a bit drenched by them also looking a bit dirty. Though why was she sweating. If one were to look at here, he'd see that she was actually exercising, running huge laps throughout the forest since workout in the Morning was quite Important to her. She'd Probably have to clean those things afterwards. Whilst doing the exercises she was thinking about maybe getting a few Resources so she may Sew some clothes for workout together since that would be better than wearing her fancy Kimono during it. Maybe she'd do that after the Session. After some while she stopped for a little break, going to a nearby river and drinking a bit out of it and then sitting nearby it. Slowly removing her Sandals as well as Tabi socks from her feet and dangiling them in the Water which was quite refreshing.*\n<"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Upon approaching the lake, she'd notice that to her right was a green haired wood elf. They leaned back upon a nearby tree looking out on the water. Unlike other wood elf, she wore more modern clothing. Clothing that you'd only seen to be dawned by those who live within walls. Or in this else's worlds, the clothing of cowards. It was a shame this clothing was so comfortable though. A fur lined wool coat, great sweater, dark leather pants and dark brown boots.\n\nIn her left hand was a medium-sized bow. It seemed entirely made of metal besides the makeshift leather grips on the sides. Her right hand rested on her chest. Seems she was gripping something. Upon further inspection, said something was a necklace. She wasn't paying attention to her surroundings. Staring out on the horizon in deep thought. Her quiver full of arrows and bookbag laid to her left leaning against the tree as well."}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The Sound of her Dangeling would probably make some Sounds. Same as the arrival at the River should make some Noises that might get the atention of the Wood Elf. However Taela Noticed the Elf herself by seeing her in the corner of her eye. She looked over to her for a short time and then turned her head to the river again. She didn't really care that someone was near her, though the Bow made her a little uncomfortable. Which is why she was a bit on guard. Nobody knows if one is a bandit or not. Better be safe. She then continued Cleaning her Feet as well as the socks which made them a little wet but she didn't care.*\n\n*She then slowly took them on again and then filled her hands with a little bit of water to clean her face a little. She then layed down onto the grass and relaxed a little like she planned to. Though her guard was still a bit on.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "The wood elf's deep thought would soon come to an end. As it had, she let out a sigh before pushing herself off the tree and onto her on feet. She turned to grab her things but would stop in he tracks as she noticed the Karimi. Her blue eyes stared at her for a while. For such a beautiful color, they obviously held venom within them. \n\n\"How much did you see?\"\n\nShe asked, no, demanded the Karimi to answer. Despite her attempting to sound threatening or scary, her voice seemed to be a bit quieter than she seemed to want it to be. Upon further inspection, her face was a bit wet and her face was red too. Her eyes were watery and red as if she had been crying. Had she?"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*As Taela heard the Elf speak, she raised a brow and opended one eye to look at her*\n\n\" Mh? See what exactly? \"\n\n*She then asked, not giving her face much attention, thus not really noticing her wet face. Though she saw the red tone but didnt care much for it. It just could've been that she was hot or Angry and thus having a red face. After looking a short glimpse at her after the question she closed her Eye before Standing up again and reopening them, revealing her Eyes comepletly now. Taela was actually quite a bit Shorter than the elf just standing there with 1 and a half head lesser of size. But size doesnt really matter does it?. She then Noticed the Wet parts of her face and was now wondering why it was wet there, Did she wash herself? No that would probably look different. She then looked at the redness of her Face and probably her eyes to since thats quite normal when crying,(If she did of course) thinking if this Elf just cried or something*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "The elf wiped her face with her sleeve. The redness clearing up as she looked down upon the Mimi. She wasn't used to this height difference. Normally she was shorter when she confronted people. Answering her question with another seemed to irritate her. \n\n\"Don't fucking play dumb with me. How long have you been here?\"\n\nThe elf obviously didn't want to be found out for crying. She couldn't be seen weak by anyone. Even if it was just people she met a single time."}, {"from": "human", "value": "\" Look, i dont know what youre onto, but i didn't see anything from you. I just came here and sat down, so what is your Problem? \"\n*She then Asked looking a bit Annoyed since the Elf was a bit rude even though Taela didn't do anything bad to her. Even though The Elf was significantly bigger than her Taele didn't really looked like she was scared. In the time she finished her Sentences she bended down to put on her Footwear real quick in case things could get worse with that Elf.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"You better not be lying\"\n\nShe muttered, clearing her throat so she didn't sound so sad. She examined the Mimi. It was pretty far from any homes, at least to the elves knowledge.\n\n\"What are you doing out here anyway?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\" Oh? Im just taking a break from the exercises i did, thats it \"\n\n*Taela said, now standing up again and looking at Erin at full size. She then looked over to the water and came closer again, Washing her hands when she noticed they were a bit dirty from relaxing on the ground. After that was done she came back to the elf.*\n\n\" Why are you asking though.. \""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Thieves are all around. I was just making sure you weren't going to try and steal from me. I wouldn't want to get my coat dirty with your blood\"\n\nShe smirked as she swung her quiver and bookbag around her back. She was attempting to assert a sort of dominance over the Mimi. It was unannounced to her that Tabla may not care as much as the elf expected of her."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*The fox's ears twitched idly. She had no clue how one could have a favorite food and not eat it.*\"Elves are so strange.\"*She said before looking past him back towards the house.*\"So this is your den? Elves always seem to have very large ones. I wonder what kinds stuff you guys store in there.\"*The fox didn't seem to wait for an answer. She was quick on her feet as she fox-formed and darted over to the house, proceeding to break and enter.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He internally scolded himself for letting this woman live, but ultimately putting Henrietta in the coup again and ran into the house making a mental note to beef up security around the area and to be more careful of his surroundings.*\n\n*The insides of the house was more different than before, such as new furniture, wallpaper, and a carpet that no longer stinks of dried blood! Though he did keep that weirdly scorched family portrait hanging above a fireplace.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Luckily enough, the fox didn't seem to have destroyed anything in her making her way in. Instead she had found a warm patch of sunlight coming in from one of the windows and had decided to curl up on the floor beneath it. She peered over at the Elf lazily and shifted back to humanoid form, which at this point it was getting hard to really tell the difference between.*\"I can't believe you have this whole den to yourself. And not another Elf scent for miles.\"*She said.*\"Don't you guys like stay in packs or something?\"*The fox stretched out on the floor, lounging peacefully with clearly no intent on moving.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He stood stiff when he hears the comment, but he shrugs off the surprise* \"Well yes, but nobody stays here long enough when they come over so it's mostly just me and the animals\" *He replies with a sheepish smile, he wasn't lying nor was he telling the whole truth though the fox didn't need to know that information, it's not like he's hiding a deep dark secret that he wants 𝗻𝗼𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 to find out or else he'd probably need to start packing and move again.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well that's stupid.\"*The fox commented with a snort.*\"Who makes a den this large just to keep their food in it? If I lnew this place existed, I'd be plumper than those chickens that practically walked into my paws. All the elves I've seen had all kinds of dens next to each other and food that they were less than friendly with sharing. That and land anyways, but they were always a group.\"*She let out a yawn.*\"I guess they'd be pretty weak without one. It's a wonder why no one else came to steal your food by now.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Truly a mystery\" *He replied almost sinisterly, but he shot a question before this accidental slip up could be pointed out though he doubts the fox paid attention too much he's sure she tuned him out all this time* \"If you want to sleep I have a separate room for you to sleep in instead of you sleeping on the floor...\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*It was true that the fox was hardly paying attention to him. Only when he asked her a question did she peer over at him.*\"Does the room really matter? I'd end up sleeping on the floor regardless.\"*She questioned him, not really in tune with the concept of there being anywhere else to sleep.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Eventually he just gives up and lets the fox lady sleep on his floor, the circumstances could've been worse, like she could be stolen all of his possessions or worse she finds out, and he has to kill another living being again which is getting tiring at this point, now that he's remembering back he should probably go back to get the abandoned shovel somewhere out there in the forest.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*It didn't seem like the fox was going to move from the spot she was in, so the Silnari could go back for the shovel if he wanted to. By now, it looked like she had practically dozed off on the floor as she had returned back to her fox form and remained curled up peacefully under the sunlight.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*With the fox seemingly knocked out like a light he just went and left to get the shovel, he locked the front door just in case any more things attempts to get in like a rabid raccoon or something.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The fox had completely dozed off by the time he came back, mouth wide open as her body was splayed out on the floor. She would have looked dead if not for the rise and fall of her chest. It wasn't until she had heard the sound of a door locking that she finally woke back up tiredly.*\"Eh? Did I doze off?\"*She questioned, letting out a yawn and sitting up to stretch.*\"I haven't slept that well in moons.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yeah you slept like the dead, couldn't wake you up if I tried\" *He shrugs making his way to a nearby armchair and sitting on it, he looked confused when the fox spoke of not being able to sleep well for days (or moons) which he understands seeing as the forest was crawling with stuff it would be unwise to just leave yourself vulnerable to whatever might lurk.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She climbed up onto the window sill and stared out into the forest.*\"I suppose this place will be worth visiting again.\"*The fox decided.*\"No predators, no pack, just a den and food. Such easy living, you'd think you'd get bored of it.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I get bored occasionally, but I always find something to do eventually\" *He replied, he dreamt once of going on many adventures just like in the books he reads so often but with recent events that dream would just remain a dream, maybe one day, but he doesn't think he'll be qualified for such a thing.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She let out a huff of air to show her doubt and turned to look back at him.*\"Like what? Wander around with that shovel all day? Or watching those birds? Or burying stuff? Hardly sounds like anything fun.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I have books to read, it doesn't sound like much fun to you maybe, but it's enough for me! I don't need to go on silly adventures to have fun\" *Ok he might have said the last like a bit too harsh but whatever-he has plenty of things to keep him occupied! It's not like he lays awake at night thinking about how his life could've turned out differently if he didn't walk through that area of town so late at night! He's fine just being by himself with no one for miles!... Ok he might had a problem with the whole isolation thing, but it's for the best anyway so he doesn't need to complain.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She gave a snort at the ridiculousness of his statement.*\"How can someone living out in the forest think of themself as too good for adventures?\"*The fox asked, putting his words in her own.*\"This place reeks of you, as if you've hardly left it in the past 12 moons. You got no pack here, no family, just a bunch of captured food and those... Book things keeping you here. You're bound to go crazy. I've seen many crazy elves. Fortunately I manage to escape them every time.\"*The fox looked rather proud of the statement as she scratched her ears with an arm.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well maybe because 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 couldn't leave the forest because of... Unforeseen events let's just say\" *He replied as he got up and picked out a book from the nearby bookshelves and sat back down, he thinks back to what she had said 'You're bound to get crazy'... Ok maybe he's gone a 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 insane seeing as he's not surprised or frightened at the sight of blood anymore, but he's not fully insane!.... Yet.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The fox hopped off the window sill, crossing the room in one swift movement before gracefully finding herself sitting atop the arm of the chair Wilhelmina was in. She swatted away the book he held and climbed up on the head of the chair.*\"Maybe someone is just scared to leave their posh and lavish life to deal with the crazies in the forest.\"*She commented in return, figuring his hesitation was in him hardly having any trouble with survival seeing as he had everything he could possibly need.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Maybe I am scared just not for the reasons you might think\" *He almost slapped himself for talking about this, he doesn't know if it's the desperation, but he feels something inside him crack, pleading for him to just let everything that's been shoved inside the metaphorical spill, but he can't just do that! He could blow his cover! And he doesn't even know this fox lady like that! He just can't risk it. It's best to just shut up about it.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well spit it out then. Don't keep trying to leave me hanging.\"*She snapped back at him.*\"Always so cryptic. It's hard enough to understand your language as is without you at least trying to be more indirect.\"*She said with a scoff.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I. Uhm\" *He's thinking of too many things to keep track, he could kill her, but it'll be a hassle, he could deflect it, but then he'll be suspicious, he could just tell her to leave but that'll be rude!, he silently cursed himself for saying too much as he sits there almost motionless quiet as a mouse.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "It was a warm day in Huiruor. The cries of eagles and the rustling of the undergrowth disturbed the forest's peace and tranquility, not that such things were unwelcome. There was something unnatural about true silence; the world was not crafted in such a way to be devoid of noise, in all its chaos and discord. There was just something about the empty noise that made you feel like but an observer, as if the world was going on around you, regardless of your choices and decisions. Such meaninglessness was freeing.\n\nA horse's hooves broke through this silence, as the wooden man on its back hummed. This wooden man was a stranger to this forest, from an even stranger land, where such sights were as alien as he. Yet he felt weirdly at home, surrounded by his unliving cousins. His song was one of his people, learned many years ago. Music and company were all that carried him through those trying times, many years ago. Now he only had the former.\n\nThe man-thing, who had claimed the name Gambir, approached a lake, vast and blue. Many herbs and reeds dotted the banks, like little forests of their own, and dragonflies and bees flew around the flowers and plants. He had once prowled such banks for ingredients, but that was many days ago, in a distant land.\n\nGambir dismounted the steed on lead it to the bank of the river, where he procured a stake from its satchel and planted it in the ground, wrapping its reigns around it. The horse began to drink and eat of the rich grass, succulent and of a darkest green. Gambir doffed his large robe and clothing, stripping himself almost bare, bar his hat and cloth that kept his modesty. Even though he was alone, he would not allow the woodland creatures, of which he could converse, to an awkward sight. He looked up and soaked in the sun, before he waddled past the reeds and into the shallow water, where he sat.\n\nA large gash spread from the oaken man's neck to waist, as if a large blade had torn him asunder, along with many scars of a lesser seriousness. Many pink flowers were spread across his body, small but vibrant, many coming off his head and shoulders where they could best reach the light. His eyes were yellow and large, sparkling with the light of the desert sun, as he blankly stared out into the horizon, past the trees and the water and the mountains, to visions of home now lost."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "It was a quiet day in the forests. Well, every day in the Outskirts was quiet if Mimi had any say over it, but today especially so. There was barely anyone around due to the upcoming winter, which left the few roaming the forest almost bored. And yet Mimi was there, at the center of it all... Drifting slowly on the surface of a lake, if a person was close enough, she appeared dead. She had made her thoughts on this clear: If she was tasked to do something by her master, she would try to accomplish it. Or go home. But that last option held no meaning, as she needed to find the herbs first.\n\nMimi situated herself floating on the lake's surface, her eyes scanning the sandy floor in an attempt to find the underwater herb. She drifted in a manner so practiced it looked mechanical, or it would've been it not for her usual elegance."}, {"from": "human", "value": "It was only then that Gambir noticed a splotch in the water, distracting him from his daydreams. He had quickly passed it off as a mirage, one of the many he had seen in his life. Yet, he was well-hydrated, well-fed, and the sun did not bare down on the land enough to cause such an illusion. His eyes adjusted and peered forwards at this misshapen lump. It was almost humanoid in shape, yet blue and almost translucent. What could it be? Some creature of the lake, perhaps? Not an animal, not a man. Oh! How could he be so blind?\n\n\"GREETINGS, NAIAD, GUARDIAN AND SPIRIT OF THE LAKE! I MEAN THEE NO HARM!\"\n\nGambir raised his arm and waved at the thing, his limb long and slender and green, his wooden stretching to the sky. His voice was booming and rough, yet his words were pronounced elegantly.\n\n\"I DO HOPE I DID NOT ENCROACH ON THY MOST SACRED GROUND! I MERELY WISHED TO BATHE IN THESE WATERS AND CLEANSE MYSELF! CAN THOU HEAR ME ADEQUATELY?\"\n\nThe plant man was more than loud enough. Perhaps not loud enough to pierce the surface of the water, but his voice echoed on the realm of the land, disturbing a number of birds that simply wished to rest. He had heard of naiads, water spirits, in the words and folklore-tomes of tavern dwellers nearby. Perhaps the Great White Sea even had its own? There were stories of guardian spirits amongst his folk, perhaps they were of such creatures?"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "The Uzi would raise her head from the surface of the water, the jellyfish on her head deflated. Mimi watched his body language, unflinching. She didn't make a physical move to approach him nor move from her position. She stood, her back straight and expression cheerful yet reserved. Her dress flowed beautifully down her frame in the water, where the hem almost reached to brush against the lake floor.\n\n\"Mimi says your loud... Why?\" *She questioned in a tone as neutral as her gaze. She was quiet while speaking in the forests, but her voice was clear and words carefully paced, so her intention could still be made out easily. One may wonder why she didn't want to answer his question; Maybe she really was just a confused person behind that mask, or maybe she wanted to keep a secret from him."}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I APOLOGISE, CREATURE OF THE LAKE, I SHALL LOWER MY VOICE IMMEDIATELY!\"\n\nGambir made a sound like coughing up a hairball, perhaps a poor attempt at clearing his throat. His next words were still loud, but his bellows did not shake the very trees and stones.\n\n\"I have quieted myself now, spirit of the water! Is Mimi thy name? I am Gambir, of land afar, and have come bearing no ill will!\"\n\nGambir continued to sit awkwardly in the shallows, knees tucked tight to his chest. Ignoring the loudness of his voice, many small fish had come to nibble on the moss that furrowed his lower half. He paid no mind to them, simple creatures free of worry, as he was but a curiosity to them.\n\n\"If I may ask, what art thou doing in these waters most splendid? I am always ready to assist a creature as divine as thee!\" In truth, Gambir simply wanted to do something, anything. He felt useless merely traveling, and it was his deepest desire to be of some importance to anyone, anything. Combat was most preferable, but he doubted he'd find such things here."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Mimi raised her eyebrows at the sudden interest of assistance. \"How dare you call Mimi a Naiad?\" She said, sounding mildly defensive. Silence, tense and awkward, filled the clearing. It stretched between them, oddly heavy as the sun lowered in the sky. She cleared her throat and dropped her gaze. She was unsure whether to stay or leave, especially since he hadn't said anything outright rude, but at the same time, he hadn't come off as inviting either well. To Mimi.\n\n \"Mimi does need help however.\" She motioned at the sky, the pale shades of blue now shifting into a melt of tangerine, red, and rosy purple as the first stages of sunset began to sink in. \"Mimi wants to know if flying herbs are real\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*She was staring deeply at him, but at his response gave a small shake of her head.*\"Right.\"*The fox said in a tone of doubt.*\"At the very least this place is good for hunting, so looks like you'll be stuck with me for a while.\"*The fox continued as she hopped of the chair and made her back towards the window.*\"Maybe I'll even make a nest for myself while I'm here.\"*She gave a quickly flick of her tail and transformed back into a fox before proceeding to hop out the window.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He looked at the window the fox just jumped out of in shock... Did he get a new housemate?? Ok he should've just kicked her out when she suggested it, but he doesn't think he can bring himself to just tell her to outright leave seeing as her circumstances are worse than his he could at least give her shelter for few days... Yeah, just few days. He just hopes she won't see anything untoward during her stay, so he stood put back the book that was previously swatted away and sat back down looking at that exact window wondering what the hell he's going to do with this new event that just unfolded.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"That's... A big branch\" *He said coming out to check what the heck she was doing, he thought she went away to pick up something that's small or portable not expecting a large branch to be dragged unto his front door.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well at least your eyes work.\"*She said, gazing over at him.*\"This shall be the start of a new nest so paws off.\"*The fox grabbed the branch and shifted it into a position that she liked before eventually stepping away from it.*\"I got a lot of work to do if I want to finish this up before nightfall, so I'll catch you later Elf.\"*She said to him before turning and heading off.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*It had been a few days since the fox had just moved in. The den she started originally had quickly grown into a mesh of brambles and sticks at the side of the Silnari's house. Every now and then the fox cycled through the place, picking off a couple of chickens and settling to warm herself in the sunlight of midday. Currently, she was curled up at the front door, soaking in the sun's rays after another easy meal. She was really starting to get used to this paradise.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He's gotten used to the presence of another after the fox lady practically barged her way into his life, he doesn't mind her doing the things she did since she hasn't done anything outlandish, and she probably hasn't found out his secret! Probably he can't be too careful of course, well it's a nice existence for both of them... Wait he hasn't even asked her what her name was. Nor has she asked his. He won't bring it up for now.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*It had been several weeks following Bella's departure from Kadho, and for what was the first adventure for the kindred travelling merchant, things had taken a turn for the worst. Despite the map and compass she had in hand, Bella Gladstone's poor sense of direction suddenly had gotten the better of her as she found herself lost within one of Ombu's magical forests, the seemingly pleasant woman now thrown into a more dangerous situation.*\n\n\"Oh dear... Oh dear... Bella, what are you going to do... It was plain foolish to decide to go into the forest... Jasmine wouldn't have made such a common mistake...\"\n\n*She would quietly mutter to herself as she kept one hand secured to the dagger she kept on her belt, the other on her long dress to make sure she didn't trip over any of the sprawling overgrowth, revealing her tight-covered legs and heels. She had no clue what was going to happen next, but as time progressed, she was feeling more and more frightened by the second... Not even her optimism was likely to get her through.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*At first it was the sound of a twig snapping in the distance, followed by small squeaking of some kind. Not even a second after the squeak did the sound of something exploding from the earth. Whatever was going on was coming straight towards the lost merchant girl. Then a small brown rabbit appeared from beyond a small bush, fleeing something in the opposite direction. The fearful rabbit didn't even seem to care that a person was there as it continued in a straight line towards her. Every hop the mammal made a vine pierced through the earth as if trying to capture the rabbit. It wasn't long before multiple vines whipped around for the critter and then sinking back into the earth.* \n*Another sound began to grow from the direction the rabbit had come from, it sounded as if winds were blowing leaves and branches except there wasn't a wind to be felt this deep into the forest. Far off in the distance the forest seemed to bend away from whatever was approaching. The branches pulled outwards, some of the more fragile ones snapped entirely. Roots and vines that littered the floor began receding away as well. From behind the lost girl another loud squeak could be heard as a vine finally pierced the ground directly underneath the rabbit and held it high into the air, it's legs still kicking as if it was running.* \n*The phantom wind soon reached Bella as the bush directly in front of the female magically moved out of the way revealing an almost straight path into the forest. On the other side was a rather ordinary looking girl who had a staff in one hand and a woven basket in the other. Manon fell to her knees not to far away from Bella as she panted and gasped for a breath. She looked up from where she sat and went completely frigid as a person stood directly in front of her.* \n\n\"Uh- H-Hello?\" *She wasn't entirely sure what to say.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*It almost felt like a horror bursting from the earth itself. Bella, cautious as ever, let out a gasp as she proceeded to take a few steps back from the poor rabbit that was trying to hop away before it became a part of the Mother Nature yet again thanks to several vines dragging it down to its city doom. Of course, noticing nature in its full wrath was more than enough to scare the faint-hearted merchant.*\n\n\"Good heavens!\" *She suddenly cried out as she continued to back away from the surging winds, vines and branches rushed around her, before she came to notice the young woman who had emerged from the overgrowth itself, like a woman who was quite literally a part of nature itself. Her defensive instincts and fear kicking in, Bella's grip on her dagger's hilt tightened, her eyes closed shut tightly as she defensively held a hand forward in desperate hope that it would defend her.*\n\n\"W-Who are you...? S-State your business...!\" *Bella responded, shaking like a little leaf from a tree...*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The forest seemed to grow quiet, other than the rabbit that was still squealing in the air. The healer didn't say anything for a few seconds as she continued to gasp for air. Running wasn't something she had to do very often. Using her left hand to push herself onto her bottom as she sat in front of the scared woman, her right hand finding a place on her chest as the sound of her beating heart echoed through her ears. After a final exhale she lifted her dirty left hand from the forest floor and pointed towards the traveler. At least it would look like it as the rabbit was pretty near to where Bella stood.* \n\"That rabbit has been giving me a run for everything I'm worth. I'm uh.\" *She focused on the dagger Bella was holding and then looked over her shoulder at the makeshift path her nature magic created for her.* \"Oh dear, I must have terrified you, I thought you were just a deer or something.\" *It wasn't like her magic explicitly told Manon that a human was there, her magic could pick up on things like stepping on roots or brushing through leaves and shrubs. The only reason why she could sense the rabbit was based on its speed.* \"My name is Manon Surat, I'm sorry for startling you.\" *She got back up onto her feet as she slowly walked towards the female. Soon she started to slowly side step around Bella, making sure to not take a step closer.* \"I'm just going to slowly go this way and grab the rabbit, I mean no harm.\" *Which was half true, if she didn't find a meal before nightfall she wouldn't be able to tell friend from foe.* \"What brings you out here Miss... Uh\" *She looked for any unique features, but everything looked... Normal.* \"Uh. Miss.\" *She gave up on finding a nickname for the young lady.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*As Manon seemed to try to catch her breath from the exertion of her own abilities, Bella fearfully kept her eyes shut for a few seconds, waiting for either bloody death or for her feeble threats to make some use. She was far from the type who was capable of fighting, let alone someone who **Wanted** To fight, but she knew that she had to defend herself somehow. However... Fate for Bella was strange, as nothing happened.*\n\n*She would peek one of her eyes out, a flash of magenta showing itself as it looked over at Manon. And it was with that short glance that Bella seemed to relax just a tinge, her untainted hand that was raised in front of Manon lowering a little, alongside the grip of her dagger loosening. However, she still remained in her defensive stance, she still had no clue what was going on...*\n\n\"Oh... Gladstone. Miss Gladstone.\" *Bella responded, her naturally soft voice carrying with itself a refined air. It was clear that she was no fighter, let alone adventurer, but she was there, and she was in the forest talking to a fellow lady.* \"But... What is somebody like you doing here? Do people such as yourself normally take a stroll in the forest?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Manon finally side-stepped behind Lady Gladstone as she reached the rabbit that was panicking from the vine. Reaching forward with her right hand she grasped the mammal and pulled it from the vine with ease. Manon lifted her gaze upwards towards Lady Gladstone for brief moment, two cat like pupils gazing examining the female for just a second.*\n\n \"I'm here for this rabbit and no people stay clear of these woods.\" \n\n*She lowered her gaze onto the scared rabbit before her lips parted slightly. Whatever came out of her mouth was clearly a language, a language that the majority of people have never heard before and couldn't learn naturally. The only thing that seemed to understand or gave any type of reaction was the rabbit within her hand. It sounded almost like song, whatever came from Manon's lips and within a few minutes of singing the rabbit stopped squirming and soon enough shaking. This was always the hardest part for the vampire, she knew what she needed to do, but she hesitated. Drops of water fell from Manon's chin and onto the forest floor below.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"I mean most of of the other barn animals like cows, sheeps, and pigs are in there\" *He points beyond the Chicken Coups revealing a red barn with white accents, inside there's a small rumbling of animal noises though not as loud as the chickens* \"But i think I've already sold most of them so it's probably why you haven't seen any get around, not as much as the chickens anyway\" *He replied sitting down near the sleepy fox.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I don't know what those are.\"*She said, looking up at him with a blank expression. It was clear the fox didn't really know much about farm animals and probably didn't care much for that matter as long as they were food.*\"Sold?\"*She questioned, recollecting the meaning behind the word.*\"For what, more birds? And to whom, there's no one out here.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"So i could get the necessary tools to survive out here, you thought everything here was done by magic? Besides there's a town that's afew miles from here so I'm not entirely cut off from civilisation\" *He replied, the town was small to say the least not too much population wise but that's good enough for him, atleast it made sneaking away abit more doable, but that's a topic for another day perhaps.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I don't see why you need tools to survive.\"*She said nonchalantly.*\"I don't have those fancy tool things and look at me. In paradise.\"*She stretched out each leg individually and sat up as her sunning spot became obscured by the clouds overhead.*\"Maybe if you need all that to survive you're better off in the town than out here. Though that could go for all the elves I find out here, the forest was never the place for you guys.\"*She scrunched up her nose in thought.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well you wouldn't be living in paradise if i didn't buy the necessary tools to build said paradise\" *He retorts back* \"And i did say at some point I was not like most elves you've met\" *He says again, he continued staring at the sky above that's partially blocked by the trees shadows.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She gave a snort in response.*\"One elf's treasure is a scavenger's treasure too.\"*The fox stated before looking at him with a face of doubt.*\"Oh yeah? What makes you so different? Did the other elves banish you?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well they didn't exactly *Banish* Me i just preferred to be alone with no one else but myself... Well that is until you came along of course\" *He says to her.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Maybe that's why you're so weird.\"*She said casually.*\"Been away from your elf group for so long now you're acting as if you're some kind of loner. Aren't elves supposed to be around other elves so that they know how to act like elves?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Can say the same about you\" *He retorts* \"Aren't you supposed to be with other foxes aswell? Someone to help you hunt and make a home instead of being a loner like me?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Maybe if it wasn't for your kind I would be.\"*She snaps back at him, teeth partially bared at Wilhelmina for reaching the subject. The fox eventually laid back down and turned her back to him.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He doesn't know what she meant so he just shuts up and let the silence befall upon the two of them.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The fox's fur was standing on end for a while, but after sometimes she eventually managed to get it to lie flat again.*\"It's a wonder of what possessed you guys to come all the way out into the forest. Things were much more peaceful when you all stuck to those clump of dens you call a town, but you had to keep expanding that territory all the way out here and for what? Because you're tired of your kind?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*She walked here and sat under a tree*\n\n*She has fallen asleep*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Ryland had been walking around the outer edges of the forest, an area void of people, or so he thought. What he didn't know was that there was a Macon sleeping not too far away from him, the intentions of this person of course was just about as know to him about their presence though so all he could do was just continue on as he just took a look around. Ryland wasn't unarmed though, he had a wooden longbow upon his left shoulder, it was definitely through years of use which was shown by just by its worn appearance*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She rolled onto her side and she revealed a bloody and dirty bandage wrapped around her arm. She was unaware that there was another Macen there so she kept on sleeping*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Soon enough Ryland had come across this other person, a passed out woman by the seems of it, just by chance. Usually he would have walked on by but seeing as this person had a dirtied and bloodied bandage upon their arm, he had to act, this of course causing him to walk over to the woman, crouch down next to her, and gently shake her to make sure that she is alive. He also spoke in a low voice, one almost equal to a whisper, just to try and elicit a response*\n\n\"Hey... Are you okay?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would be breathing normally and she would wake up a little* \"Oh hello\" *She would say still sort of asleep*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yeah hello. Is your arm okay?\"\n\n*Rylan shrugged off the greeting, instead deciding to focus upon the fact that her arm had a bloodied bandage upon it. Now, he wasn't a medical professional but when someone bleeds that much, it never meant that the wound was small. He didn't have to worry about her of course but him being a decent person decided it be best he not just walks off now that he made his presence known*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would sit up and remove the dirtied bandage to reveal a large gash on her arm* \"It's okay I'm fine\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Are ya sure? That gash doesn't seem to be all too great\"\n\n*Just as he inferred, there was a decent sized gash beneath the bandage. This of course was a cause for worry because with large wounds came a large chance of it getting infected, this of course was known to cause death, and frankly he didn't want someone to die by something that can be fixed fairly easy. He wasn't sure if he could fix it, but there probably was a healer in a nearby town that could help her though*\n\n\"You may want to get it healed soon\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"You have a fair point. I'm Adeliza by the way\" *She smiled and tried to hide her pain*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's nice to meet you Adelina, you can call me Ryland\"\n\n*Ryland gave a small smile as he introduced himself before casting a quick gaze back to the wound, the sight of it bringing a small frown to his face. He stood up from where he was crouching, holding out his hand to help Adelina up soon after getting up. He honestly couldn't say he remembered if the village he was last at had a healer in it, but it was worth a try if he were to be honest, it was better to try instead of stand around and do nothing*\n\n\"Let's go and try a healer then, ain't no point in just sitting around after all\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Yup and thank you so much for your help\" *She'd take his hand and smile at him. She winced slightly at the pain in her arm but she was very grateful to him for helping her*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's the least I can do at this point... Say, what are you doing out this far anyway?\"\n\n*They were in the woods with only a vague direction to go if they wanted to reach even territory after all, not many people could be found out this far in all reality. Ryland, though obviously not being of the even kind, had his reasons being here, but he did want to hear what Adelina's reason was, especially when she had such a wound on her arm*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well my wound is from someone who i risked my own life for but who took me for granted and so i got mad and then he did this to me and so I'm out here because I had no where else to go plus I wanted to explore\" *She started to feel a bit light headed but she didn't want to say anything because she didn't want to be anymore of a burden than she already was*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well you should've taken care of that gash before thinking of exploring, you realize you could have bled out and died out here right?\"\n\n*Ryland spoke with a tone more of concern with a little bit of scolding than of anger or anything of the sorts, he was't a monster after all. He did start leading Adelina out of the woods as well, the way out wasn't all too tough or labor-intensive, but it definitely wasn't easy either... This of course could prove tough for those whom aren't physically fit or are heavily wounded, thankfully Ryland was't either... He wasn't too sure about Adelina though*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She clung onto him so that she could maintain her balance and strength* \"I know that was a really dumb thing to do but I was so mad that I didn't care I'm sorry that I've already made such a bad impression of myself\"\n\n\"Besides no one would've cared if I died or not because I had no one\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"No need to apologize, you are obviously in a pretty bad condition as is\"\n\n*Seeing as Adelina was using him as a way of support, Ryland decided to take her arm over his shoulder just so it was a bit easier for the both of them. He figured that blood loss was getting on her so he needed to be quick, the wound also needed to be recovered up, but he could do that once they reach a less brushy area*\n\n\"As for no one caring, that may have been true before but seeing as I care enough to give you help, well... You have someone that cares for you right now\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Exotic animals... Exotic Animals...\"\n*The young man paces in a circle. As he ponders about exotic animals. . .Beastkin and Oriates cross his mind. He senses something oddly wrong about the idea but goes for anyways*\n\n\"Zebra?—No plain, Lion— no too boisterous—Leopard?\"\n\n*He was going down the list of savanna animals, he still felt that there was something ironically wrong about dressing as a beastkin or an oriate. Especially if one of his acquaintances was one. . .*\n\n\"I give, tell me Lyra. . . What animal?\"\n*It was at this point the young man decided to fully commit to loitering around Lyra. He'd go and take a seat on the base of a nearby tree*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Zebra is actually a nice idea.\" Lyra timidly pointed out, but with a smile. Perhaps she was getting a bit more loose. \"But... I was actually thinkin', somethin' like a peacock.\" She explained while tapping her fingers against her paper."}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The young man would hesitate in his motion to sit down he shakes his head at the Zebra idea he thought about its palette for a moment, then it's symbolism . . . He did keep it as a fallback idea. But as he heard the name peacock. His view focuses on Lyra in a state of awe, A peacock—! It's a perfect. It's colorful, showy and it symbolizes quite a few things that resonates with him as a person. . . He smirks before he speaks*\n\n\"Actually, a peacock isn't that bad of an idea. . . I'll probably go with that! Only problems now is I must go find one and sadly borrow its feathers. . . I won't be looking forward to harming said bird.\"\n*He sighs, and laughs to himself placing a hand on his forehead.*\n\n\"That . . . And I'm not going to be looking forward to my acquaintances remarks of me being a peacock. . . I think I can already imagine the jokes they'll make when they see it. . . \""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"They... Make jokes of you?\" Lyra asked, with some oddly deep sympathy. \"It's okay. Sometimes people pointed out I'm too odd-minded.\" She added, kind of almost missing the point of the conversation.\n\nThen, she managed to snap herself back to the topic. \"Oh. But I'm glad you considered one of my ideas good.\" She said with a smile."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"There is no need to worry about repaying me now, we still have to get you out of the woods after all\"\n\n*Ryland adjudged a little to let her bandage herself as they walked, it was better that she didn't just bleed out as they traversed the land after all*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"But still I do need to repay you so how can I repay you?\" *She started to get a bit weaker and a bit more light-headed, but she tried her best not to show it, and she kept going with his help out of the woods*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"We can worry about that later, for now just hang in there\"\n\n*Ryland was unaware of the fact that she was slowly getting more and more lightheaded, this of course was a bad thing that he couldn't exactly fix easily, he wasn't a healer after all. All he could do was try and get the two of them to safety as quickly and safely as possible.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"How much farther?\" *Her legs started to get a bit weak*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Not much further, do you need a rest or anything?\"\n\n*Ryland was still fine to go but if Adeliza wasn't he would be fine with stopping for a break if it was needed, he didn't want to push a wounded person too far after all*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Do you mind if we do?\" *As she finished that sentence she collapsed onto the ground and passed out*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Whelp...\"\n\n*It was the worst case scenario, Adelina had collapsed and passed out soon after speaking. This of course wasn't a good sign so Ryland waisted no time in bending down and scooping the girl up so they could continue moving on. He could see the edge of the woods not even 40 yards away, they could make it hopefully*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She was still breathing, and she tried her hardest to hold onto him, and she was hoping that her makeshift bandage wasn't going to fall off while they were walking*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Ryland continued through the underbrush right up until he exited the woods and found himself by a well worn down dirt road, this was good of course because it meant that a town was nearby. The distance to that town was unknown to him though*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ryland...\" *She would say his name in a faint voice*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Stop talking and just conserve your energy\"\n\n*Ryland spoke in a stern and steady tone, one what both showed some worry but not enough to really mean anything deep for all he was doing was making sure a stranger lived to see another day, no more and no less. Frankly he couldn't say that he had ever come across a situation like this before so he was a bit high on adrenaline as he recounted the recent events in his head, his mind had also dabbled in the thought of Adeliza dying but he decided not to think on that... He'd rather not think of having to deal with a corpse after all*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"You don't have to do this I'll be okay\" *She tried to stand up so that she could walk too so that he wouldn't have to carry her. She was extremely grateful to him for all that he had done, and she didn't want to be a burden to him*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"You just passed out, there is no way that you can do this on your own\"\n\n*Ryland doubted that Adeliza would get far on her own seeing as she just passed out and had to be carried. This meant that he resisted against her trying to be put down, he didn't want her to use too much energy in trying to support herself after all*\n\n\"So please conserve your energy\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She finally gave in* \"But what happens when you get tired?\" *She was slightly scared for him more than for herself*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Don't worry about that okay?\"\n\n*Ryland may have only been a Macen but he had spent years doing hard work, this of course meant that he had a really decent endurance. Sure, there was a slight burn in his arms as he walked on but he could tell that they were getting near somewhere for the woods slowly started to merge into a flatlands like area, a perfect place that a town may be*\n\n\"We are almost there anyways\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Are you sure?\" *She was a bit skeptical, and then she realized that he might need something* \"Do you need water? Or food?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"*Yes* I am sure. Now will you please just rest, you are the one bleeding out after all\"\n\n*How could someone in such a dire situation be concerned about how he was, that was what Ryland found odd. He was sure that he was perfectly fine though, they were reaching the town of  pretty soon, this of course meant that they had a high chance of finding a healer there*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She went quiet and stayed that way until they got there*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "**\"No—No—... Don't give me that... You're aren't awkward.—\"**\n *He frowns more intently and waves off her concern of not being able to match his spunk. \"Yikes\" Echos in his consciousness, He didn't care match about her being actively engaged even if he was the more talkative person. He valued quality over quantities of words, and converse.*\n\n\"I kid. . . But everyone needs someone to break their shell. Ya see? I was just like you. . . Then I met an Oriate,—Then poof—. I was Reborn Social. . . Kinda—. W-Who knows? That person may or may not be I. . . \"\n\n*Lucrum's horse seems to wander in the background, the sound of its hooves slowly making it way to them seemed odd. .? He turns to it to make Sure it hasn't ran off. He turn back to speak*\n\n\"If you'd like— I'll leave and let you resume doing your uh— walking. . . And nature Fae things. .? Since I did protrude on it earlier.\"\n*He rubs back of his neck, thinking about an ice-breaker before he retorts with another option.*\n\n\"Unless you have anything else in mind to ask or tell? . . I'm open to it.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Lyra was pretty confused with Luc rum forgetting that she was about to leave her home. That made her look a bit downward before being able to reply.\n\n\"N-No. I have more things to ask.\" She explained. \"Do you... Know which is the nearby place? And where to go?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He nods even though being lost prior, as long as he knew where he was he could at least help her out. Lucrum raises a finger up indicating her to wait as he gets up and goes to his stead to retrieve a map*\n\n\"So... We're somewhere in Ombu forest? I'll let you figure that one out, and the nearest cities from Ombu are... In the north, Upper Mentia, to the west is Huiroor, and to the east Siui.\"\n\n*He points to Mentia*\n\"To get here quicker it'd be best to follow the river that leads north, there are mostly macen.\"\n*Turning his attention to Huiroor*\n\"Here is mostly Dark elves. It's relatively more traditional here.\"\n*Lastly to Siui*\n\"Here resides Fire Macens and Steppes Elf's. If you cross the river from Ombu you'll end up there.\"\n\n*He hands the map to her*\n\"Think you got all that or do you need further explanation?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"So... Upper Media in north, Hoosier in west, and SII in east. To both north and east, take a river...\" Lyra repeated to herself before nodding her head towards Luc rum.\n\n\"I think I understand what you mean.\" She said with a smile as she grabbed the offered map."}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He nods to Lyra, pointing his arm outwards. Egging her to continue forth he reiterates his sentence. His voice cracks slightly.*\n\n\"Unless there is anything else you have in mind, Then— that is all, I wish you safe travels. . . If you need anything I reside in Lymia and I will be in Mentia in the next few days.\" \n\n*He pets his horses mane, and prepares to mount. He looks back to the Fae one last time. His voice seems kinda disheartened at meeting a new acquaintance and having part ways so soon. Lucrum clears his throat before he return to his usual tone.*\n\n\"Be careful, it's a vast world out there.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Yeah... It was all Lyra had in mind. Perhaps it was time to leave, now with more information in hands to know where to go. She calmly nodded her head with what Luc rum said. She just wasn't sure exactly of what she would need besides the artistic ... Perhaps a weapon, for self-defense.\n\n\"D-Don't worry. I will.\" She promised."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*The young man after a few moments of scanning his surroundings would catch movement just out of his peripheral. Lucrum would dismount his equine and approached. He didn't know whether to stay hidden or to make his presence known just yet. . .*\n\n*As he came closer he'd come to the realization it was a young maiden. He'd keep his guard up however from prior experiences as he makes his presence known. She seemed to be an elf and from was he could infer a relatively smaller one. . . What was she doing out here alone?*\n\n*He realizes now being a dozen feet away. . . It would be an odd occurrence if she had spotted him and possibly mistaken whim for trailing her. . . So in doing so, Lucrum had the wise idea of making a entrance! Why not? He thinks hastily about making his first impression. Leaning against the trunk off a tree and crossing his arms. . . He gives himself a mental high-five at his creativity, as he clears his throat loudly. Trying his best to not laugh at himself*\n\n\"It seem like your very in-tuned with nature. . .\"\n**He pushes his glasses back**"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "The hard-skinned FAE elf was blissfully unaware of the young male near her. She was too busy appreciating nature and the color green until it was too late.\n\nWhen she heard the throat clear and the masculine voice, she kind of froze and got startled in her mind. And kind of out of her mind too, judging by how her pupils shrank rapidly as she realized she wasn't alone.\n\nStill, she did her darn best to try and not sound rude as she replied, although she unwittingly let out how surprised, and at the same time, timid, she as.\n\n\"I live here.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He raises his eyebrows in intrigue. A moment of silence fills the air as he thinks of something to retort with. He snapped his fingers in concern*\n\n\"But— There is no city here?. . . No houses?— Wait, what is place called? . . \"\n*He drops his arms placing them to his sides. As he approaches the lady, he does his utmost to be casually. Seeing as he had just appeared and started a conversation*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uh... M-mister, actually. There is.\" Lyra nervously replied, trying to crack a grin.\n\nThe fact she didn't have her Mom to do most of the talking was making this very awkward. As in, more awkward than necessary. But she'd try to put a bit of effort into the talk.\n\n\"T-The name of this place is OMB.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*The forest was relatively quiet. Perhaps too quite for most people, even the lack of birds singing would make anyone feel somewhat uncomfortable. All that could be heard was the sound of leaves brushing against each other in the gentle breeze, even the grass danced along with the breeze. All seemed still, yet eerily quiet. And the answer to the silence arrived in the form of a kitsune. One leg brushed past some tall grass, before the other came along.\n\nThe female kitsune had her ears perked up high as her body gracefully moved through the forest. Her brown skin shimmered as the sunlight hit her skin, the darkness of her fur on her ears and tail also reflected back the sunlight. Her bright yellow eyes scanned the overall area as she moved, barefoot, through the land. This was good. And she felt good about being in this forest.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*There came a clanking of metal boots that disturbed the eerie silence, its presence alone was wrong. The Dark Elf looked around for the materials he needed, noticing the only sound being him. He would not be phased by the loneliness, he had a job, and he wanted to be quick about it.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Wow! Now these noises were new and interesting. She could only associate these noises with knights in shining armor, patrolling village perimeters and such. However... They were nowhere near Wakazu. What on Earth- was he lost? Now the kitsune grew curious. With her bare feet, she would move quickly and silently through the grounds, moving in the direction towards the clanking noises, until eventually, she saw sight of the man. Her ears perked in curiosity.\n\nBut she was not willing to go out there just yet.\n\nShe hid a little bit behind the tree she was against. She rose her hand up, allowing a little fiery light to form in her hand. She whispered something under her breath and her entire body gave of the faintest glow. Her form shrunk, smaller and smaller, until eventually she had turned into her 'Lesser' form. Into an arctic fox in their summer coat. From there, she shuffled her way through the bushes and out the other end, now following directly behind the dark elf.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Oblivious to the creature stalking behind him, he kept clanking through the forest. He had a few thoughts swirling in his mind. What if he met a Wood Elf? Would it be friendly? I wonder if it will take offense to my presence here? As well as \"Did he say red root or blue root... Aw, man.\"*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The little arctic fox followed swiftly behind him, even walking beside him for a moment. The fox appeared normal, but the one different thing about her was the striking, golden yellow eyes the fox had. Completely unlike most foxes, these eyes were supernaturally bright. \n\nAs she walked beside the dark elf, and he was seemingly talking to himself, she was admiring his general appearance. All before she gave a little 'yip' and she around his ankles before darting off in front of him. She went a few feet before she stopped and turned around to face him, the ears of the fox perked up straight.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He intrigued by the fox, but why did it have an arctic coloration in a forest? And those eyes, so beautifully bright. What a funny little thing. He knelt down next to it and reached to pet it with his left hand.* I: \"Doth you know where some Nightshade grows in this forest little fox?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The fox leaned into his hand, allowing him to pet her head. The mention of Nightshade made her perk up a bit, her eyes looking back into his own with intelligence. She gave a look no other, regular animal would give. She would immediately dart behind the dark elf and look up at him, making a soft 'yip' noise to indicate for him to follow her. From there, she bounded off in the opposite direction to where he was going. She was certainly quick, but she stopped for him to catch up.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The Elf was not used to the forest and its inhabitants, so he was tentative about following such a strange fox. But he did anyway, he needed that nightshade for a job and the fox might know something. The quick fox outmatched his speed greatly, but his endurance held up to stay in sight of it.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Once he got close enough, she would bound off again, even getting to the point where she gracefully bounced down a steep slope to the very bottom, making some stones roll down to the base. At the base of the slope, she would sit up top a rock and wait patiently for him. Her more humanistic mind thought this was quite cool, acting as though she was a wild animal. Perhaps she could use this form to her benefits... Nah, not her style.\n\nThe fox that sat on the rock appeared to shimmer entirely beneath the sunlight. That fur was thick, yet not thick enough to keep her warm for the winter. It was well kept and the fox appeared to have a very good diet, considering she does not look malnourished in the least bit.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He slid down slope very stylishly before a near fantastic stumble into face-plant. Alas, his natural grace saved him from the spectacle, and he walked over to the fox, eyeing it again. He couldn't get over its super naturalness, but it led him this far. What's the worse that could happen?*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He could almost feel the fox laugh a little bit as she closed her eyes as if she did laugh. Afterwards, she would stand up, shake her coat off and then hop off the rock and walk up the pathway. They weren't too far now, and she was hoping that after that lovely end to that stunt that he would still be able to catch up with her. She gave a slight pause and looked behind her, making sure he was following along. Her tail even swayed a little bit.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He was following, though he seemed to hurt his ankle a little bit. But it was of no concern, he could heal it with ease after he got back to town. How much further was his question.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*After what felt like waaayyy too long to be searching for Nightshade, the fox would reach a waterfall area. She made her way onto some rocks that poked just through the surface of the water to go to the other side of the waterfall. Once she reached the ground, she turned and sat down, facing the dark elf. Behind her was a large amount of Nightshade, all in their beauty, for him to pick.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He gave the fox another scratched behind the ears before picking a small bit of Nightshade. He was glad for the fox's assistance.* I: \"What could you be... Certainly no fox I've heard of.\" *He knelt down again and gave some more head scratches.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "***\"That is a curious question.\"** The fox then spoke out, followed by a giggle with the head scratches. **\"What exactly could I be...\"**\n\nThe fox lowered her snout to look over her body, giving off a soft little hum as she looked over her body.\n**\"I appear to be an arctic fox, but... Perhaps I'm not?\"** She spoke with such a teasing tone. She knew exactly what she was.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He looked confused as hell, jumping back a bit. It was not every day a fox talked to you after all.* I: \"W-what? How can you be a talking fox?!\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The fox then giggled like she was enjoying driving this poor dark elf mad. She then moved back a little bit before shaking her coat again. As she did this, the faintest, red and orange glow would come from her body, her body engulfed by this glow. The outline of her body would grow and grow and grow until eventually, the glow faded, revealing... A woman. A macen-looking woman, except she had... Ears and a tail.\n\nThe rather short woman had long, black, wavy hair that went down to her waist. Her skin was dark and her eyes kept their bright yellow color. She wore a light blue top with a darker, strapped top beneath it, followed by a lighter blue skirt and dark blue leggings. Lotsa blue, this woman seems to like the color.\n\nShe extended a hand out to the dark elf with a big grin, showing her enlarged upper canines.\n**\"Your friendly Kitsune to the rescue for some Nightshade! Name's Bluebell. A pleasure to meet you.\"***"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He was a little mucked up, but he knew his manners. He took the hand and shook it firmly as befit a new acquaintance.* I: \"Why uh thank you Bluebell, you've been great help. Never seen a Mistune, Is pose they're rare in Solaria. You also clearly like the color blue I see, rather... Fitting.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*After the handshake, she pulled back her hand and looked down at her clothing.\n\n**\"One would think! My mother always told me it suited me for my name.\"** She then looked up at the man, a piece of her dark hair falling in front of her face. She took it and pushed it behind her right ear that perked upright. **\"Sir, you did not say your name! You look to be someone important.\"** \n\nShe stood up on her tip toes for a moment before lowering herself.\n**\"And what's with the knight metal on your boots? You're far away from any sort of village if you're a knight. Or a soldier... Unless you're a really bad thief.\"** She giggled mischievously.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He laughed. She was very light-hearted, best to keep it that way, no need to ruin dreams.* I: \"My name is I'Halley En'Nair. I think that translates to 'The Shade of Fire' in Macon. I'm a Battle mage, a knight that uses magic to help others. The metal boots keep my feet protected from arrows to the heel.\" *He shuffled a little, his violet eyes were pleased with his fluent language speaking skills. Good thing he had those.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She looked at the boots again before she kneeled down, her tail swaying as she curiously looked at the metallic boots. She tapped them with her nails, or were they claws? They were pretty large. She listened for the metallic noises that followed then hummed, as though she was judging and rating the metal on the shoes. She then stood up straight with an index finger to the chin.\n\n**\"Lame. They won't do too well after some time. Should find a black smith willing to make you another set.\"** She then whispered a little bit, her eyes looking up at the male's own violet eyes. **\"Ooorrr you could steal some.\"**\n\nShe then giggled a bit.\n**\"Excuse me, I've been a little reckless recently with my actions. Got a kleptomaniac itch and it won't go away.\"** Her right ear flicked a little bit. She then turned her attention to the Nightshade.\n\n**\"What do you plan to do with the Nightshade?\"** She asked.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He shuffled a little bit. He wasn't used to people that were so... Happy. He led a life in dreary battle and wasn't prepared for this in the slightest.* I: \"Going to give it to the person who needed it. What they do with it isn't my concern.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She hummed a little bit in thought, putting her arms behind her back as she thought.\n\n**\"I heard the berries make a good way to poison and kill someone.\"** She walked a little bit beside him, looking at her nails as she spoke. **\"Ever heard of 'The King's Final'? It's a special way the Nightshade berries are pressed and put, either in the food or the drink, that is to be handed to a king, or anyone of royalty. It usually happens through the maids in the kitchen quarters. Mercenaries like yourself will sometimes request the maid put the berries into the food or drink for the king. Depending on what the king has that kills him will determine the name's ending. Either it's 'The King's Final Meal' or 'The King's Final Drink'.\"**\n\nAfter her little speech, she looks up from her nails and back at the Dark Elf.\n**\"Been somewhat of a dream of mine to rid my father that way.\"** She smiled then shrugged. **\"Buuuuutt who cares?\"***"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He was astounded at her knowledge and yet her lack of wisdom. But he had a job to do and that was that.* I: \"Well I thank you for that bit of knowledge and your company, but I must return to the town to collect my dues. Do you ever go into town?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She gasped and immediately turned to face her body to him.\n\n**\"May I go with you?! I can stay in my Lesser form for a long time, no one will suspect a thing! I love the forest, but unfortunately I get bored all too easily.\"** She folded her arms and pouted like a little child. **\"Aaaand I can give a liiiittle bittle of help if you need it. Don't have many powers, but I can try my best with what I got, good sir.\"** Her tail behind her swayed side to side.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He sighed and shook his head before looking up at her.* I: \"You can stay in your... Normal form. I don't think anyone should care, after all you are probably considered pretty I guess. Also helps if I can follow closer, you almost lose me when you bolt ahead.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She gasped in awe, which was immediately followed by a giggle.\n\n**\"Excellent!\"** She exclaimed happily. **\"This will be so exciting! Should you require anything, I will be more than happy to pay for it for you! \"** She paused with her one hand on her chest then blinked, realizing she didn't have as much money anymore. **\"Erm, never mind that last statement, that's irrelevant now.\"** She smiled nervously.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He shook his head, but she knew the way to town more than him, probably.* I: \"Let's get going, I hope you know the way back to town. I cannot dilly-dally much longer and the job is good money for something so easy.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She perked up and she nodded, looking around for a moment before going back across the waterfall, walking over the rocks that poked through the water.\n\n**\"What's the job anyway? Who's head are you going to roll today?\"** She asked quite casually as she got to the other side of the waterfall, making her way back to where they came from. **\"My mother used to be a Mercenary. Didn't last long because the guild didn't accept her.\"***"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He contemplated his answer, taking in the gained information.* I: \"I don't think I'm rolling a head today, poison isn't my expertise and I find it most dishonorable. Mercenaries do very basic work, but not such evil work I think. At least we shouldn't.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "***\"Huh, interesting!\"** She said as she climbed back up the slope, struggling a little bit as her upper body strength was not the best. But, through trial and error, she got back to the top, shaking some dirt off her hands. **\"Theeen, are you basically the letter boy for today? What are you getting paid for to do that needs you to be there so timely?\"** She pressed on for answers. She couldn't help it, she was so inquisitive.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Sometimes annoyingly inquisitive, but I'Halley indulged students and curious. He carried on alongside her and spoke.* I: \"Pretty much, getting paid to just be a runner. I do think you've earned a share of the coin though.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "***\"Psssh, I know most of this stuff from my father and mother.\"** She spoke as she walked in the direction of the nearest town, Wakazu. Along the pathway, she hopped up into a tree and pulled down a branch, rummaging through it for a piece of fruit. She pulled out something resembling spikey pears before she let go of the branch. She took one of the pears and ate it, delving into its flesh like a rabid animal.\n\n**\"See, I managed to get lots of information in my own ways. Nuns, my mother, my father, even the horsemen that tended to our horses, lots of sources.\"** She spoke after she swallowed a mouthful of the pear. She offered the other one to him. **\"Hungry?\"***"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He nodded no, he wasn't quite hungry yet, eating before leaving. He kept walking, waiting for her to catch up.* I: \"I've already eaten, you can have it. But hurry up, time is of the essence.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She rolled her eyes before dropping the spare pear to the ground. She took another bite from the pear before dropping hers to the ground. Seeming to be a waste, but the seeds will grow.\n\n**\"Riiight, let's get. Keep straight until you get to the edge of the forest. That's if you lose me.\"** She said before bounding off, rushing through the forest quite swiftly.\n\nShe'd quickly get to the edge of the forest. She had flung herself from a tree and landed within the ground, skidding to a stop. Off in the distance was  , a place she didn't really want to go back to, but it seemed to keep beckoning her back. She looked behind her as she waited for I'Halya.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He came stumbling out of the trees, a little winded. He looked annoyed that she had run off without him.* I: \"Damn Mistune, why are you so fast outside of fox form? Each, let's get to town.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "***\"Well, you saaaaaiiid that time was of the essence!\"** She exclaimed teasingly, this time walking beside him towards  .*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He chuckled, she was right after all. He followed alongside her, his boots clanking again.* I: \"Been to Wakame before?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*She giggled and followed alongside the man.\n\n**\"Soo, Kondor. Where do you come from originally?\"** She asked with a smile. **\"With someone named after the bird, surely you're from a background of people who are down to Earth, traditionally. What brought you to where you are now?\"***"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Leaving large tracks behind and moving aside shrubbery in his way, Condor looks back at her to reply.*\n\n**\"I, uhh... I from Northern Flees. Red On tribe. If no liked it there, so master take me here. He goes his own way, but I decide adventure.\"**"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Bluebell hummed in thought as she walked beside him.\n\n**\"Hm. Sounds... Familiar to a degree.\"** She shrugged a bit. **\"I came from a royal family. But I removed the title of royalty. I didn't want it to be on my head, nor did I want to remember where I came from.\"***"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "**\"Royal? Sound important! But if you forget, no use trying to remember.\"**\n\n*Condor fiddles with the blades on his arms, trying to think of something else to say.*\n\n**\"Hey, you help me learn to speak?\"**"}, {"from": "human", "value": "***\"I was pretty important! I was a princess, but damn, I prefer this comfortable life.\"**\n\nShe hopped up into a tree, to which she landed on the ground and looked at him.\n\n**\"Me? Teach you how to speak? Sure!\"** She exclaimed with her tail swaying. **\"I had the nuns teach me the right ways.\"***"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "**\"Thank you. Always annoying with people, TCH, expect me to know everything! Then they think I dumb! Well, thank you. Yes?\"** *He looks down at her, looking a bit frustrated about the experiences he's had with other people, but smiles to her for accepting.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel turned his head at the entrance of the naga, a single eyebrow raising. He watched her cross her way over to the bar, wounds earlier endured partially hidden under the patchwork done. Anyone could assume her being in a fight recently, though who doesn't get themselves into one at some point? He let out a snort of air, the aura coming off of her reminding him of a particular Silnari he once met at a tavern in Salvainia. She wasn't the biggest conversationalist and from what Terrel was picking up, he doubted this one would be either. Funny how most seemed to be upset about something, though without much else going on here, there was hardly anything better to do.*\n\n\"Well don't you know how to make an entrance?\"*He jested towards her, moving his arm to rest over the head of his seat. The man himself didn't look so worse for wear, though even in a relaxed state he seemed battle ready. Armor could be seen through the covering of his red cloak while along his back sat the sheathe of his Greatsword. It was a rather odd appearance, especially when paired with his brightly colored pink hair and the mask of a hog to accommodate it across his face, though Terrel didn't seem particularly phased by it as he regarded her.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Astarte seemed to respond to the comment with a brief glare, chugging down the new mug of beer she was given as the man spoke. \"Ambushed, from both sides. Barely made it out alive.\" She said after placing the mug down with a thud, her angry yet exhausted gaze turning to the man next to her as she responded to the question. \"Anyone would be mad if that happened. We lost two and had to retreat, only got paid a third of what was promised because of that, that greedy liaison didn't even get enough info to predict this.\" She said with anger as she gripped her mug more tightly. Really she was just venting.\n\nUpon closer inspection most of her wounds seemed to be to the abdomen area, luckily covered by her thick leather brigantine. Part of the Orichalum was exposed from the hits which suggested quite the engagement, the head of her halberd was stained with blood as well. In spite of that it seemed she did not care about the wounds that much, probably seeing them as an inconvenience rather than a reminder to be careful. \"What does it matter to you, came to make fun of me or something?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"It matters little.\"*He said in response.*\"But I can still make fun of you for it if that's what you were hoping out of me.\"*Terrel suppressed a chuckle, getting up from his seat to close the gap of the room between them. His long, pink hair bounced across his shoulders, cloak barely brushing against the ground. It seemed he was telling the truth about caring little about whatever she was going through, finding an empty seat nearby and facing her fully in his own invitation to where she was.*\"But it is awfully entertain when you end up letting the whole world know that something's up.\"*He said. While coming over here could have made him seem a bit invasive of space, it allowed him a better look of the Naga in knowing of what he was dealing with here.*\n\n\"Name's Terrel.\"*He said in a casual tone, resting his arm on the bar top while he made himself more comfortable.*\"Which I'm sure you won't care enough to remember, so I'll save you your own introduction if you're in too bad of a mood to give it. Rough day I'm sure, seems like the typical life of a Sellsword to me, though I'm guessing you're here to drink away this whole memory, hm?\"*He pressed. His words came from mouth with ease, filling in the empty space from lack of conversation. Terrel didn't doubt her most likely being annoyed at his presence. Many would in this state, but it didn't stop him from asking nonetheless.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Astarte let out a small huff as she turned her attention towards her own mug. Her long hair was a nice chestnut color with gray eyes and pale skin, some scales adorned the outer part of her cheeks, subtle yet a clear indicator of her race if one was not yet convinced by her snake-like irises and the other scales that completely covered her feet like natural shoes. The pattern of the scales consisted of a deep crimson color with a few large black amorphous rings tiled vertically, it also made a small rainbow when light hit it at an angle as they were iridescent.\n\n\"Astarte.\" She replied to the man, offering her first name as she continued to stare forwards and sipped way at her beverage. \"Not really planning on forgetting this whole ordeal, that just doesn't work on me. It's just cheaper to pay for booze than painkillers.\" Her tone was rather calm in spite of her injuries, if not annoyed at being reminded of her failures. \"Better a mercenary than homeless though.\" Astarte shrugged, the risk did yield her a lot of rewards so far. \"What's your reason for being here?\" She then finished, turning her gaze to Terrell without moving her head, awaiting his answer."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "***-Inichi has arrived there with Alexi, probably being very far away, couple hours of walk as wood-elves-forest was not a close place to Salvain, she was glad that it was a safe place, letting away of Alexi's hand, she has decided to put the blanket she had on the ground to make a place for Alexi to sit down, while she decided that she would've tried to get something to eat for him, if he didnt eat anythig, Being worried for Alexi she kept watching him, waiting for any reaction of his, thinking of anything to do herself to help out onto his wound, she had no bandages with her-**\nUh... Oh.. What... What do I do about your leg.. I.. Uh.. Don't know.. I.. Can... Use my healing touch.. It should help out.. O... Kay?.."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's not my leg that's wounded, there is just a small wound above the left side of my hip. Also don't worry about healing it, I already bandaged it\"\n*Alex took a seat on the blanket and slid off his pack, the thing that held almost all of his supplies. He had enough food to last the both of them a little while... Though it wouldn't be to tasteful seeing as the food was preserved in salt. That mattered not now though, he needed to rest and that's what he planned on doing after their decent trek to where they are now. He did have one thing to ask of Inch, and that was for her to take a few breaths and calm down a little bit*\n\"Also please conserve your MANA, and please don't worry about me too much, I'll be okay, and I can promise you that\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "***-Inichi has thought that Alexi wasn't really healthy, making her want to help Alexi out in that situation, tough hearing out Alexi, she decided to not do so, believing him, she sat down on the ground thinking what she should do.. She was not really understanding why Kibaru would've attacked Alexi, tough she did loose her trust into him, looking around, she notices that she was not in such place before as trees seemed different, due that she knew Alexi is a cartograph, she decided to ask him-**\nAlexi.. Where are we..?"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*That question was the same that Alex had been internally asking himself, he hadn't been to a region like this before if he was to be honest, so this was all new to him. He wasn't worried though as he was quite used to getting lost, it was his job in a way, finding out his way to civilization was what helped him make maps quite a bit easier in his opinion. He knew that this wouldn't soothe Inch's nerves though so he had to be a bit careful with his answer, especially when he didn't want her to worry too much*\n\"Hmm... I can't say that I am too sure, this region is a bit foreign to me... That isn't a worry though, we'll find our way to an inn soon\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "***-Inichi has been worried, which suprised Inichi, that Alexi did not know anything about this region aswell, tough she knew his skills as a cartographer, beliveing that Inichi and him could have been in a good place, where it would be safe, Afterall Alexi was not a stupid person, and he was very collected, unlike her as she was getting frustrated easily due to her being usually a scared person, due to that, she decided to think a little, as she did not know what to do due to them not knowing where are they, tough trying to think of anything.-**\nOh.. Uh.. If you want we can hunt for something.. Or fight any places that could help you figure out where we are.."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"We can worry about those things a bit later from now, I have enough supplies to last us a good two days or so.\" \n*Alex really thought that it was best that they rest and collect themselves, it wasn't best if they tried to find their way back all panicky and such... That could get them even more lost. With this being his mindset, Alex wanted Inch to at least try and calm down a little as being frantic wasn't the best way to figure out where they were... He had learned that lesson a bit too well in the past. As to how he was going to calm Inch... He didn't know how he was going to do so, he basically had to wing this all*\n\"How about we focus on what we need at this very moment. With that being said, do you need anything?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "***-Inichi would've been siting still, as she was thinking.. She heard Alexi, noticing him not showing any signs of pain, at least for now, she thought about what would they do now, as the situation was not bad, tough they needed to probably find something to eat, she didnt need much at the current moment, turning to Alexi she would speak up, wanting to give him the right answer Inichi thought will be, she has scratched her arm-**\nI'm alright.. But do you need anything?"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm a little hungry, but I can solve that easily\" \n*To solve his hunger, Alex grabbed and reached into his bag, rooting around for a small pouch of salted meat that he had. He eventually found the pouch and pulled it out of his bag, pulling it open soon after to eat a bit of its contents. He knew that he would need some water after eating the food, but he had a canteen filled up enough to solve that problem for a little* \n\"If you need anything though, just say so\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "***-Inichi was not hungry, most likely she was unsure what to do, tough after hearing out Alexi, asking her if she needed anything she nodded no, standing up, looking around, as then simply sitting down once again, Inichi tried looking around in case she knew any places around, tough all she saw is more trees in distance, Unknown about anything about this forest she decided that it's for the best to wait for Alexi to figure out anything, glancing at him she spoke up-**\nAlexi, could you figure out where are we soon..?"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'll try to... I have very little to go off of here\"\n*Alex knew full well that the best way for them to find out where they were was to get up and walk to try and find a town or village of sorts. Other than that, Alex couldn't just read the trees to figure out where in the world he was... He made maps so others won't get lost, to make those maps he had to go to places that even he didn't know. Now, finding civilization could take hours to even days depending on where they were, either didn't matter to Alex though as he had done this sort of thing many times in the past before*\n\"Our first step should be to try and find some sort of path or road, those usually lead to towns and villages.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "***-Inichi has stood up once again after sitting down, due to listening to Alexi, waiting for him to get up, as then she would try to go on and find a road, they have been only inside the forest the whole time now, at least safe, she thought about going further, most likely to find a village she thought, as if she found a village, Inichi would not be capable of going into it as she would be unsure if it was safe, even so, she trusted that Alexi will know what to do-**\nOkay Alexi.. Uh, let's go.. I'll be going this way, catch up when you're ready..\n**-after that, Inichi started to walking towards the further lands of said forest, in hope to find any roads or paths, or a village.-**"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Seeing as Inch was ready to just get going, Alex had to quickly collect and pack everything into his bag before he lost sight of the girl... He'd rather they not get separated within the forest as that could mean pretty bad consequences for either of them. When he did have everything collected, Alex quickly caught up with Inch and walked with her in the direction she chose to go. He also kept his eyes open for any signs of a road and his ears open for any strange sounds near them, he'd rather not allow a wild animal sneak up on them* \n\"Well aren't you one to just get up and roll\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "***-Inichi has continued walking slower, to not be too quick and to let Alexi catch up, she kept up the same speed as Alexi, after Alexi has caught up, Inichi was rather calm at the moment as nothing much was happening, She was keeping to go into single direction, not to get off track she wanted to go, watching the forest, she noticed a path at last, calling Alexi to see, she pointed in front of them-**\nLook, Alexi, a path.. Should we go by the path, we might find something."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yeah lets follow it and see where it goes\"\n*Alex had no problem with seeing how far this path stretched because at least it would lead them somewhere, and somewhere was definitely better than nowhere in his eyes. He did have to wonder what was at the end of the path, maybe it was a village, or maybe it was a full on city, Alex just didn't know and that was what excited him. He had to be sure not to get to excited as he didn't want to do anything that would make his wound worse than it already was, this left him at a walking pace speed most of the time now.*\n\"I do hope it's a town of sorts though\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "***-Upon continued path, Inichi and Alexi have encountered the end of it, which was still inside of the forest, tough, there were some houses, seemingly it was a village inside of the forest, also the trees were bigger, with houses on the trees also, Upon the gaze of that Inichi backed up, as she was not sure what would happen if they met Macens, Looking at Alexi, she waited for any comment of his-**"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well it looks like we found some sort of settlement, it doesn't look Macon though...\"\n*Alex was oddly fascinated by the odd village that they had stumbled upon, he knew it wasn't Macon due to the houses in the trees... That was obvious. What kind of people lived in this village was still unknown to him though so he really wanted to ask around, so as curiosity got the best of him he started walking towards the settlement as he looked for someone that may have relevant information on where they were*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "Uh..? O.. Uh.. Right, I'm comming..\n***-Inichi didnt expect Alexi to go into the village so casually, even if she was unsure about it, Alexi walked in without any casualties, she has decided to follow him, with a quick step, she caught up to him as she spoke to him, slightly raising her voice so Alexi knew she was comming after him, quickly noticing some people around, Inichi wasn't sure what to do, tough they did not look like Macens.-**"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Alex was happy to hear Inch following after him, but he also needed to figure out where they were. What he knew so far was in a forest village with large tree houses made of the same wood as the trees... He had heard of a place like this before, but he had doubted its existence so long ago, but he was sure of what this place is and that gave him a very general idea on where they were. From his knowledge, elves lived in this area which was evident by the building style, with this knowledge he could presume the fact that they are not in Albania anymore but instead near Solaria. He hadn't ever been here before, nor had he any maps of the place, but he had seen the region on a few world maps at taverns he had distend before. All in all, Alex was quite happy about figuring this out*\n\"I... Think I have a rough idea on where we are\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*The Elf would follow after him, his horse being tugged along while the Wolf pup would walk at his heels. With each time they'd turn, Terrel would try to make note of it in the event of him having to make his way back to the main path. Occasionally he'd notice one of the chipped trees, seeing them pop up more and more as he continued to lead him to his camp. Only when the Oni began speaking again, would Terrel eventually turn his head to look towards him. He'd listen to him speak about experience on the island, being told he had to fight there. Maybe Terrel could put together quite literal pieces of the story. He mentioned hiding away from Elves earlier or something of the sort. Perhaps he could figure out their business in it.*\"Who made Goro fight...?\"*He'd begin slowly, knowing full well it was probably a sensitive topic for the Oni.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The On would continue walking and following the marked path. Taking another moment to think after the Elf questioned him* \"Many.\" *He'd struggle with his words but recall some from his past.* \"Tu. Per?\" *He'd add on, As the two walked the trees would grow more and more spread out than the dense forest they were in prior.*\"That. Gore heard on island\" *He'd say as the ground became more uneven as they reached the base of the mountain he called home.* \n\n*The On would begin crossing a small open field, A large cave opening up ahead. As they grew closer, More signs of life would begin to pop up- small half destroyed crates, a sleeping mat and even a few branches propped up near the entrance*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*TuPer. Well that didn't seem to narrow it down any. He wasn't even sure if that was specifically a name or a group of people. If it was just going based on what he heard however, that word could have applied for many things.*\"Why... They want Goro to fight?\"*He'd decide to ask instead. Hopefully those would give better detail. Terrel looked around the forest as they came closer and closer to the 'big rock' Goro had mentioned before. It seemed that it was cave he meant which Terrel could only consider was close enough to what he said. He'd take notice of the different crates and other objects that would suggest someone staying out here. He supposed the Oni wanted to isolate a bit after what happened, but surely it would get boring after a while. Maybe he could ask what he's planning to do out here. Simply trading with whoever came by and surviving out in the forest? Surely there's more to do than that.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The On, reaching the cave would take the pouch out from his shoulder pad and toss it into one of the boxes near the mat and the remaining rabbits and sticks into another box a little further back, Taking a seat just in front of the caves entrance, The inside not completely dark but a few spots further back dripping with what could only be assumed water.* \"Money. They all watch\" *He'd say with a sigh, Looking up at the elf.*\n\n\"Gore. Stayed inside small ship. Daytime.\" *He'd say reluctantly, His face showing that he was really trying to think of what to say next.* \"Would fight when dark. Otherwise, hurt.\" *As he finished his sentence, He'd reach up with his right hand and slap it down onto his left shoulders tattoos.* \"They did this to Gore.\" *He'd say while rubbing it lightly.* \"They kept Gore for. Long time. Wanted to keep longer.\" *As he sat there, He'd watch the elf and his animal companions.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would walk up to the cave entrance, watching Goro reach inside for something before taking a seat just at the entry way. Deciding to follow suit, Terrel would find a place to sit down at near the base of the cave, giving space to the Oni while still allowing the Elf to face him. His horse would wander a bit, finding a small patch of grass to graze at while his wolf would slowly walk over to him and rest his head on his lap in seeing them not going anywhere.\n\nTerrel would listen to him explain why they had him fight, drawing down to the conclusion that he was a pit fighter of sorts, having to fight for either entertainment or maybe assassination of others in a way. Whatever it was, he didn't seem to like it and going against what they said only seemed to injure him in the process. The Elf's gaze would travel over to the tattoos, hearing him struggle a bit to get the last part of info out properly. Giving a brief shake of his head, he'd decide to ask:*\"Why make Goro fight?\"*The Elf would decide to speak slower so as not to have so many pauses between his words.*\"How Goro get caught up in fighting?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*His face a little expressionless, He'd lean his head back against the rock. His hand still rubbing over his inked skin.* \"Grew up Tu'Serkan. Island.\" *He'd say with a slight pause, Glancing over at the elf, believing that's the word he was stuck on earlier.* \"Gore taught by man. Unlike Gore red. Similar to pig. Trader. Bad trader.\" *He'd then lean forward and lift his Janeiro off his back, Sitting it on his lap as he inspected it- Parts of it splintering from use, A few metal studs missing and an obvious red tint on both the wood and metal toward the tip.*\n\n\"Gore had enough. Lost track 10 years.\" *He'd say with a soft grunt.* \"Gore took people boat by force and left.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Tu'perkan Island. So that's what it was called. He'd listen to him comment about meeting some trader, most likely elven by the description of him somehow having to do with him ending up in the pits. He'd watch as the man took off his weapon to sit it in his lap, its use obvious with the reddened shade of it. 10 years of fighting before he finally escaped. It was pretty impressive to have decided to after such a large amount of time. Terrel would bring his hand to lightly pat at his wolf.*\"Goro spend rest of life trading and living in forest then...?\"*Terrel would finally ask. He wasn't sure how old the man already was and it wasn't like the 10 years gave him a proper measure of just how young he was fighting for a decade of his life, but if becoming a forest dweller was what he planned to do, who was Terrel to say otherwise after what he had to put up with?*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The On would continue to run his hand up and down the splintering and stained wood of the Janeiro, Taking a little bit of time to reflect and think of what he would do. A little puzzled by the question presented, After a minute of silence he'd finally speak up.* \"Gore. Does not know.\" *He'd continue to look down at the Janeiro, Twisting off a few of the splinters.* \"Gore. Would like speak more. Lonely\" \n\n*It seemed he was rattling off his thoughts of uncertainty, Having completed his original goal of escape. He was lost, Not many knew of his existence as he made it that way regretfully.* \"Gore.\" *He wouldn't finish his sentence as he stared blankly at his weapon.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*So he didn't have any plans then. Terrel would rest his hands behind him, leaning back a bit as he'd stare around at the forest that surrounded them. It was peaceful, though one cannot expect to get much interaction out here.*\"Goro won't speak much in forest... Only animals and trees to keep company...\"*He'd point out.*\"More people in Capitols... More to speak to...\"*Terrel tried imagining the Oni walking through town in the state he was in now. There was no doubt he'd be a bit intimidating to most. He wasn't even sure if there were any other Oni's around here. It was mostly dwarves as far as he knew.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He'd let out a sigh, Leaning back against the rock with the Janeiro across his lap, Legs crossed.* \"Gore. Doesn't know groups.\" *He'd say with a somewhat staggered tone, A little fearful of crowds in case they were the ones who had once wronged him in the past.* \"Gore is afraid.\" *He added on sheepishly, His tone a little more docile than before. Closing his eyes as he inhaled deep.*\n\n*The peaceful nature of where Gore lived seemed to keep him there, His own attitude adjusting with his long stay.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Goro not afraid of pig man.\"*Terrel would say before thinking it over a bit. Maybe it wouldn't be the best idea to take a man who's been sitting in isolation into a large crowd of people. Heck, Terrel wasn't much of a crowd person, but at least he interacted with people over the years.*\"Goro travel places, meet other travelers on road. Less crowds, more talking to others.\"*He'd suggest, figuring traveling between the Capitols was much better than going directly through them.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Taking a moment to process the suggestion given to him, He'd glance over at the pig masked man. He hadn't quite considered the possibility of travel as he felt safe where he was.* \"Pig. Travel?\" *The On would question the Elf, His now open eyes starting to regain a little hope from his previously defeated state. Sitting up a little.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would nod in response to his question.*\"Pig travels lots. Pig travel for work.\"*It was something he had grown used to in time, always being on the move in traveling from Capitol to Capitol in order to find work. Perhaps one day he'd consider settling somewhere, but for now, there were always more places to visit, business to settle, and allies to meet up with.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Soros face would seemingly light up, Full of a new-found hope, Given to him by the pig masked elf. The simple suggestion would help shape the Ones mind and determine a future for himself that was previously unknown to him.* \"Gore. Thank pig.\" *He'd say with a little break.* \"Gore would like travel.\" *He'd say with a grin, Scoffing a little as he stretched his arm out a little.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would nod in recognition to the Oni's gratitude before gazing around at the camp set up. With him seemingly excited at the idea of traveling it was a wonder of how prepared he was for it what with it not seeming like an option to him before.*\"Goro should prepare for travel. Traveling take time. Traveling take resources in time.\"*He'd say, trying to give off the message of needing to make sure he was supplied for it unless he wanted to be in a situation where he'd actually have to go to a Capitol for needed essentials.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The On, Still hopeful and the smile seemingly not fading off his face any time soon would softly nod in response.* \"Time. A lot. Gore need to learn.\" *He'd say as he began to stand up, Using the Janeiro to lean against as he got to his feet. Once up he'd walk into the cave and search through some of the boxes, Seemingly in search of something.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would slowly stand up, allowing his wolf the chance to get up as well as he'd watch Goro walk around, looking between boxes for what was presumably supplies. His gaze traveled to the Kanabo, finding himself saying:*\"Best wash off blood. Some no like sight of it.\"*Turning around, he'd head over to his horse, giving him a gentle pat on the side as he neared him.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The On, still searching for some items and tossing them into a sack, created by what was his sleeping mat would call out* \"Gore. Likes reminder. Gore tried cleaning though\" *He'd say as he got the last few items. Taking the boxes and turning them upside down, Pulling some ropes around the mat as it tightened and strung up into a medium-sized bag. Full of supplies he believed would be useful, Though holding something in his hand as he approached the elf.*\n\n\"Thankful.\" *He'd let out, Standing before the elf and holding out the items. A collection of little roughly carved out totems of various animals the On had seen in his time here. A rabbit, wolf and pig being something he had seen often, being the easiest to make out.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*With it seeming like the Oni was about packed, stating that he wanted to keep the memories of the fights while still promising to clean off, the Elf would climb up on his horse's back. It seemed it would be about time for him to get back to traveling as well. Terrel would look at the totems as they were presented to him, part of him unsure of whether or not the Oni wanted him to take the totems or were simply showing them off to him. It seemed like a collection he must have been making out of boredom, though being willing part with them upon readying for travel seemed odd in his eyes.*\"For... Pig...?\"*He'd question as he pointed to the totems.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The On would nod with a smile, Continuing to hold them out to the Elf. The rabbits that he had once strung from his waist woke up and would quickly exit the cave- as he freed them whilst getting ready, The sack was tied around one of his arms and dangling down opposite the Janeiro.* \"For pig. Friend.\" \n\n*He'd say with a smile, The wooden totems clanking lightly against each other as he continued to hold them out with shaky hands* \"Keep. One. Think Gore.\" *The Ones eyes still full of wonder, The smile wide and unwavering.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*A faint grin would form on the Elf's face as he'd reach out to take the pig totem. It didn't take much thought for him, seeing as it matched with him either way. Deciding to keep it in his hand, he wondered if there was a way to string it on something so that he could just wear it around his neck rather than casting it into one of the saddlebags.*\"Pig think of Goro.\"*He'd say with a nod.*\"Be wary of others, others with bad intent.\"*Goro didn't seem like such a bad person given his circumstances, hopefully he could avoid getting stuck in the same situation again. It would be such a shame after the glimmer of hope he had for new adventures. The Elf didn't doubt his fighting capabilities however. He was sure Goro would be fine.*\"Elf depart now. Must continue travel.\"*He'd continue, tugging his horse's reigns to turn him around.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Keep safe. Pig\" *The On would tell the Elf, Turning back to his camp and offsetting some things. Covering up most of his tracks as best he could, Leaving the remaining animal totems against the entrance of the cave and keeping the wolf one on his belt before setting off in another direction. Re entering the woods and staying off the path as he ventured back into the wild, A lot more hopeful and with a newfound sense of adventure.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "The Naga once again was left pensive, taking a sip of her mug she tried to think of what she could do with infinite wealth. Maybe own some nice plot of land to work, get some training and just live off of the land peacefully. Or perhaps lavishly spend the rest of her days in an eternal state of bliss with the most exquisite foods, a large palace, and the finest garments in the entire continent. Though, would that truly feel good? Eventually that ought to get old as well so perhaps she would do exactly that Terrel was doing. Unwilling to admit defeat she answered: \"Does it really matter what I do with the wealth? I would feel pretty uh... What's the word? Empty? Yeah that- I could spend it on whatever but it would still be just as hollow wouldn't it? But if I had to pick anything I would love a peaceful life in the countryside, and a hot husband to do everything for me.\" She said, chuckling at the last part, if she had all that wealth then surely it wouldn't matter how expensive that would be."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell found interest in watching the Nāga each time a question was asked, her mind working out the puzzle set before her. He came to attention as she asked a question back, riddling if it mattered what was done with it soon followed by her giving an answer to the query; wanting a peaceful life by the countryside. Respectable, albeit settling down so early in life never seemed so pleasing in his eyes when there was so much to be done. His own chuckle followed hers by the end of the statement.*\"Wanting to become a nobleman then.\"*He said.*\"Guess that's one way to call it quits on all this fighting to get money. Now you can have everything want and need served to you without lifting so much of a finger.\"*He painted the scenario out to her. Personally, he felt doing nothing all day would grow tiring at some point. He had to at least do some task to harbor his own sanity even if it's the most simplistic. There was no telling if the Nāga was the same. She'd probably enjoy nothing more than getting out of this constant fight for her life.*\"So, what do you plan to do once you have this peaceful life on the countryside?\"*He asked further.*\"Retire I assume. Lounging for the rest of your days maybe?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "It seemed the man was not going to cease his queries, not that it was bad. It was a nice skill to keep the other person talking in order to make a conversation more engaging, he was for sure a good conversationalist. Astarte however didn't know better so the probing only yielded more information about what she thought about life. \"Hm...\" She hummed, staring into the empty space in front of her before once again she turned her gaze to Terrel. \"Maybe try to learn tailoring so I could make my own clothes, that would be pretty neat. Or have a greenhouse with exotic plants.\" In spite of being a half snake, she sure seemed interested in colors and textures. \"What about you? Guessing you're already living your dream life but if you could change it to anything else what'd you go for?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*With her given answer, part of Terrell wondered why not do that now. Then again, he supposed money was always a sort of issue one way or another to do things one may deem as fun. Before he could ask any further, however, he found himself being given a question.*\"Same as I'd be doing if I didn't have the luxuries. Well give or take purchasing a questionably long list of things.\"*He answered.*\"There are too many treasures, beasts, and things to discover out there for me to let up adventuring. Money just makes it a lot easier and... The way I see it as of now... I wouldn't change a thing.\"*He tilted his head back in thought. Terrell valued the adventures he went on with his closer Allies, albeit having to retain sanity at times in making sure they don't get themselves killed. The end reward was too good to give up more often than not though. Besides, he always had homes to retire to whenever need be which he supposed was more than what could be said from the Nāga. Which he decided not to throw too much on.*\"I suppose I'd be no different to any other sell sword in that case though.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"I think we may be in one of the Silnarias... Probably south because I've only heard of a place like this being in this region\"\n*Now, Alexi wasn't dead on sure of this but he did have enough evidence to believe that they were in South Silnaria and definitely not the north. Now, Alexi may not have been to this region before, but he did know that it was west of Salviania so if they wanted to get back there they would want to travel east. Or they could stay in this region, he didn't mind either or*\n\"We could head east to Salvainia or we could stay in this region, it's all up to you\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "***-Inch has been wondering where they are until Alex has told her where they may be, listening to him, she was understanding of what are regions, even tough there was no evidence, she was sure herself that it is Salaries, due to her trust in his words, tough she wanted to stay, Inch has been given a decision, tough understanding Alex she did not want to be there for too long, deciding on her answer she would've spoked up.-**\nLet's stay here for a while Alex. And then we could go to that. Uh, east, right? Then let's stay here for couple days so you could maybe make a map. That'd be fortunate for you."}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Okay we can stay in this region for a bit and then head east back to Salvainia, sounds like a plan to me\"\n*Alexi wasn't too sure on if he was going to make a map on this region quite yet, he still had to finish the one on Salvainia after all. This didn't mean he wouldn't take down notes though, he planned on doing that no matter where he ended up in all honesty as it helped him remember where he was and how he was to make his maps* \n\"And what's fortunate for me doesn't matter as much as our own safety, the maps can come later. I think we should try and find our way towards the capital is we are in South Silnaria\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Right... Alex, how's your. Wound?\n***-Inch would look at Alex's wound as she was rather worried about it, even tough it was not bleeding really much, she still felt like healing the wound would be the best for Alex, due to her own thinking, and being overworried, she then has decided to start to try and talk to someone, tough she was a bit anxious about interacting with any people, turning to Alex. \nInch would've grabbed his arm, pulling it, as she wanted to ask him to try and interact with anybody-**\nUh... Alex, could you. Speak to anybody. I'm scared they'd be scared if I came up to someone and tried speaking."}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah I can try... And my wound is fine as is so please don't worry too much about it\"\n*With the task of talking to others on hand, Alexi made his way over to one of the inhabitants of the village just to ask for directions* \n\"Hey... We are in south silnaria right? Can you point us to the capital?\"\n*The person, whom looked like a wood elf, nodded at Alexi's first question and pointed at a wide path leading away from the village, it was the one to the capital evidently. After getting this information, Alexi returned to Inichi*\n\"We just have to follow that path over there to get to the capital, I think the inns there should be okay\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "***-Inch, most likely waiting for Alex as Alex has gone to talk to some elf, she has been continuing to inspect the huts over on the trees, and overall scenery of the village of the elves, after Alex has had come back, she would've stopped viewing the scenery, focusing her view on Alex, as Alex approached her, she would've listened to the words Alex has spoken, then, as she heard out his sentence, Inch nodded, as she spoke up herself.**\nOh... Uh. Alright, let's go."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "Wulfric had stepped into the entrance of the urbanized parts of Ombu, his armour, decorated with leather & silk, most of it covered in dirt due to the trip, as he was carrying in his back, a Greatsword and a small-medium sized backpack with goods. He didn't know the common language around here, nor the rules. He then stepped into the centre of the place, as he towered over every single elf there, he didn't want to scare them, nor for them to think of him as a dirty foreigner, he was just here to get some quick cash."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Today was a fine day like any other, though this time he hasn't gotten caught and has gotten a little bread and tasty sweets from the bakery in his sack not a lot, but he won't complain, he wasn't looking around much so it wasn't a surprise that he bumped into someone and fell, he really needs to stop bumping into people it's getting a little harder to not get caught.*\n\n\"Excuse me!\" *He pipes from where he sat on the ground dirt and such now painting his body slightly, ew.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "Wulfric, not even realizing that the tiny elf bumped into him, due to his size and heavy armour. As he looked from side to side, trying to see where he was going to set up his temporary bakery, after he saw the perfect empty spot, he was going to step forward, but stopped, as he looked to the ground and saw the elf that had bumped into him. He quickly apologized using sign language with his hands. Then, he crouched and offered his hand to the elf, so that they may get up."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Not much of a talker I take it?\" *He asks, he takes Sulfuric's hand and got up dusting his knees.*\n\n\"I haven't seen you before, you perhaps a new guy in town?\" *He should be going back home by now but meeting this guy just seemed more intriguing, besides he doesn't have anything to do aside from petty thievery.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "He nodded, as he had a strong grip on the backpack that he carried, he then dropped it to the ground, as he began explaining to the elf that he was just here to sell his goods and that he's just a simple traveller. As the greatsword in his back rattled on the movement of his hands, he then grabbed the backpack again and began to carry with in his arms."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He didn't know if he understood the man since he wasn't particularly fluent in sign language, but the way he animatedly dropped the bag off loot he suspects him of being a merchant of sorts just not the sleepy talking kind.* \n\n\"You're a merchant I see, you got shiny stuff??\" *He doesn't particularly want to rob this man blind, he just seemed confused and a little helpless in the talking department so he'll lay off the robbing and more so going to pay for his wears this time.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "As he dropped his backpack to his front, opening and taking out a sparkled cupcake encased with glass, the cupcake was decorated with chocolate & strawberries to top it off. He was very proud of it, even if you couldn't see his expression, as he offered the cupcake to the tiny elf, an act of benevolency."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*His eyes gleam with greed at the sight of this glass cake, it was very shiny.* \"You're going to give it to me for free?\" *He asks in a surprised tone, this is a first, but an act of kindness can do a lot for someone.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Yoko steps aside, allowing Asuga entry to the building. Though it certainly did need a touch up and a cleaning out, the foundation's would make for a great tavern. The elf seemed happy at Asuga's response. She'd had a hard time selling this place off before after all.*\n\n\"R-really? Great! Uhm, we could talk about the details right now if you want...\"\n*The elven woman says with a smiles, though it fades lightly as Asuga asks. She glances back to Horace, opening her mouth to speak.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*However, she's cut off before she can as Horace follows in after the Ornate.*\n\"Uh... No, no we haven't... Anyway, this place is nice... How much?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*He watched her, noting the hidden stubbornness behind her gaze despite taking the cash anyways. Funny, she almost reminded him of himself. Though with his stubbornness came knowing his limits even if he kept such knowledge tucked away. He listened to her try to defend herself, figuring she was just going to spend the money unwisely anyways.*\"Do as you wish.\"*He said, as if waving off her excuses.*\"I could have very well just given the money to some drunkard who figured they could keep going because they managed this long.\"*He stood up more straight, the sudden difference in height between when he was sitting on the barstool until now, not seeming so different.*\"Part of life is about making your own decisions, no matter how wrong they might be. Spend your new cash. It'll affect you more than me anyways. I can assure you, you're right about healing magic. Adventuring as much as I have, the prospect of death has merely shown to be an inconvenience above much else, so whatever becomes of you, we are bound to meet again.\"*He finished that statement with an amused chuckle.*\"I would love nothing more than to see what happens to this little investment choice of yours.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"At least I didn't go 'oh of course I will spend this on healing and not go to a brothel the moment you are out of sight' you know?\" Astarte replied, sarcastically saying the middle part with fake enthusiasm and charm. With Terrell standing up she did as well, it seemed she was no lightweight as even after those two drinks she did not have any signs of intoxication on her movement, or maybe she learned to fake it very well. Whatever the case, she moved normally as she stored away the coins. \"Anyway, it's been nice and all but I have to go save this stuff before I get mugged. Can't really fight back as usual if that happens.\" In spite of her injuries she did not wince as much as she did before the beers, it really helped her be more reckless it seems, though it wasn't likely she would do anything drastic for at least a week until she had healed, she knew better than to worsen her own wounds. \"It's been nice Terrell, the chat. Until we meet each other again I guess.\" The nāga said with a nod before she departed, at least she got some coins out of this interaction."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Why should I care if you wish to have your friend appear before me? You claim it's your companion so I have no control if you want them or not. Dont be asking permission from me as we've only just met.. You're already giving me more power over your life than needed.\" *Waving his hand at her he'd almost dismiss her in a way. In all his days of travel this was the first living soul to talk to him in a rather polite manner so it was quite a new experience but one he was not ready for. Slowly reaching down he'd grab both his blades and would drag them out of their holsters before gently placing them onto the ground next to him, just far enough to where they could be grabbed easily but far enough to show there was no hostile intentions.*\n\n\"Now then if you claim your companion is aggressive I will not be afraid to use force, but I will not engage in any sort of manner. Though I would like to make a deal with you, as you've already figured out I am a traveling merchant of the sorts. So, if your friend decides its best to attack me, you owe me your name. If he dose not wish to attack me then I will gladly feed you as well. Do we have a deal?\" *Opening his eyes slightly more he'd lock on to her figure as he looked up, only to whisper under his breath 'Hunter of the sorts... Ranged.'*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*June stared down at him, taking a moment to think of whether it would be wise to call Jace over. She was fairly sure he wouldn't do anything and now with the Mistune's weapons at bay, maybe that was enough proof to her that he wouldn't try anything either.*\"Deal.\"*June said as she remained squatted on the branch, seemingly decided that she wasn't come all the way down quite yet and instead began to whistle, followed by the clicking sound of her tongue.*\"Here Jace!\"*There was some silence that followed, forcing her to call once more before it was eventually responded to by the sound of crunching leaves on the opposite side of the clearing.*\n\n*A flash a brown and black bounded out of the high grass, accompanied by the lean form of the Jackal as he made his way over. His tongue seemed to hanging out playfully though at the sight of the Mistune, he quickly put it away to be replaced by a bark. It seemed more like a warning than that of aggression, though the Jackal kept where he was as he stared the Mistune down. As he began to pace, June would reach for the trunk of the tree and slowly begin making her way down, occasionally pausing to look back at the two.*\"Easy Jace, easy...\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*At the sight of this creature Athel couldn't help but chuckle at how adorable it's aggressive nature was. In a way it reminded him of himself when we was a bit younger. Always trusting strangers until getting up close, only to discover that anger was welling up inside them. Without hesitation Athel would slowly stand up from his seated position and would pick up a rather small piece of dried meat. Taking 2 very slow steps forward he'd crouch down and would hold it out for the creature. For some odd reason it would seem that the aura of hostility would fade from Athel the closer he got to the animal.*\n\n\"Well then.. It seems once again i've predicted wrong on the matter. I was guessing your companion was going to be another.. Humanoid rather than a harmless animal.\" *Saying the word animal made his ear twitch slightly as he'd never liked that word, as it was always used against him in cities.* \"As per our deal.. Do not attempt to calm him in any way as that leads to distrust later on, as being forced to like another is the route to hidden evils. If you allow for a creature to trust on their own, their emotions will be natural.\" *Athel would then lightly wave the meat, inching closer and closer to the jackal, not paying any mind to how far he was straying away from his own weapons.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*June felt the hard surface of the ground meet her feet as she made herself to the bottom of the tree. Her ears swiveled back, listening to the Mistune's comment on her harmless Jackal. Eventually she turned around watching as he tried to approach him with the slab of meat while she simply decided to remain where she was and watch.*\"He's not always harmless...\"*She said quietly as she kept her gaze on the two of them, taking pride in to times that Jace had shown himself to be a formidable enough foe.*\"He's protected me from an owl bear before...\"*June decided to not mention how he also nearly got killed by the hybrid animal and was forced to be sent away from the action, thinking maybe it was best to let only the heroic side of the story out.\n\nJace stood his ground as the Mistune approached, the hairs along his shoulders bristling until the scent of meat had got his nose. He stared at the food, inadvertently shifting his attention to it rather than its holder as he took a whiff of it before shaking his head to and fro as if cursing at his distraction. He ran towards the Mistune before hopping up in his hind legs while propping his front legs against the Mistune for balance, barking up at him. Maybe the Jackal was trying to ward him off or rather get to the food he was holding. It was hard to really tell with the animal.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Seeing how the Jackal had now reacted to his presence and with the offer of food, this was the time to shine. Athel would start to tighten up his muscles and would start to slowly stand up into a more dominating stature, towering over the jackal. He'd then lock eyes with the beast and would slowly lower his head down challenging the creature in attempts to put it into submission. While still keeping eye contact he'd let out a low growl before speaking up.* \n\n*Once Athel thought enough was enough he'd lower himself once more and would place the meat upon the ground and would sigh.* \"You know girl.. If he would have attacked me, I would have simply let him tear into me. As I do not wish the same fate of loneliness to consume another all because you met a random traveler. But it's apparent that you do not know much about creatures as commands will get you nothing but false trust as if you had a greater bond with this creature it would have already understood how to act just by your posture.\" *Taking a slight risk Athel would slowly put out his hand and would attempt to gently pat the Jackal on his head.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Jace's ears drew back atop his head as Ethel lowered his head down and stared at him, a low growl resonating in his throat in challenge. When Ethel had finally dropped the meat on the ground, Jace finally hopped down from him. With his attention now on the food that laid on the ground he quickly stooped his head down to pick it up in his mouth and walk towards his owner. When Ethel lowered his hand down to pat him on the head, his fur spiked up along his back. However, with the food in his mouth, he seemed more attentive to wrestling it in his mouth.*\n\n\"That's not true-\"*June said to Ethel's words about commands not getting her anywhere, though she quickly had cut herself off as she watched her Jackal slowly walk over, lowering himself down to the ground with his attention on the meat he was eating. She had to admit, there were times when it was hard to get him to listen, but she was sure he meant well enough.*\"Commands usually work just fine.\"*She says, finally turning to look towards the Mistune and deciding to defend her statement.*\"And... We trust each other plenty-\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"True that you may have trust.. But I see there is no bond if you have the ideals that commanding another living soul is the route to go. That simply sounds like a one sided power and yet by the looks of your gear.. You also use your companion in combat. So should that commanding power be in only ones hand? Or both if you both risk your lives for each other. Having a bond with one another would simply ease the pressure of having to think of commands in combat. And instead just act based upon the others actions.\" *Nodding his head softly to his own statement he'd look back down to the Jackal and would start to tense up his body in reaction to the Jackal's hostility.*\n\n*Then reaching over Athel would simply yank the meat away from the Jackal and would stand up in the same towering stance before taking a bite out of the meat that was still untouched by the creature.* \"Now tell me, where does a no named girl find such a creature? As I would not expect to find a Jackal in the middle of a Forest. Let alone one that obeys the command of one who refuses to connect a true bond with them.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*June's ears flitted to the side at his statement, saying quietly:*\"We do form a bond it's just... Jace would go out of his way to protect me... Even if it's putting himself at risk... Sometimes I do just have to command him...\"*She gazed down at her Jackal, casually mentioning his name in the conversation as she watched him. With Ethel snatching the meat away from him, the Jackal let out a noise that sounded like a half bark-half growl. He snapped at the meat as if trying to grab it back as it was taken away, coming to find himself staring back up at the Mistune. A huff came out of him while he circled Ethel, sniffing around his legs in such haste before looking back up at him as he started eating the meat. He let out a high-pitched whine of frustration before he had finally come to sit down in disappointment.\n\nJune sat down to the Jackal's level, giving him a light pat on the head before looking back up at Ethel when he had asked her the question.*\"My... Parents found him... I'm not quite sure where... But... They gave him to me to take care of and to accompany me when I left...\"*She lifted her chin a bit, coming to rest it lightly atop the Jackal's head. Jace's ears went down as she did, his eyes narrowing while he stuck out his tongue in a pant, supposedly growing tired with the warmth of the sun hitting him.*\"I know... It doesn't seem like we have much of a bond, but... We do... And I wouldn't want anything to happen to him...\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Seeing as the Jackal had finally submitted to Athel slightly, he'd shake his head and a rather childish grin would form upon his face before walking up close to the pair and would set down the last remaining bits in front of the jackal before looking at the girl getting quite close to her face. His crimson eyes would glitter in the sunlight as his gaze locked onto her eyes, and in that moment he'd gently tap her upon the nose.* \"Well then it appears I've lost that gamble of seeing if your companion would attack. Which means I owe you a meal.. Though I am sad to say it will not be anything fancy as coin is quite hard to come around in these hard times.\" *Moving his hand he'd reach inside his pocket and would pull out a rather polished looking bronze coin and would hold it into the sunlight. A small sigh would emit from his lips as if he was upset about something.*\n\n*Snapping out of his small daze upon the looks of the coin he'd look back down upon the pair and would quickly run over to his drying Furs and would pull one from the ground and would dash back over to the pair. Jumping up slightly he'd quickly slam into the ground in a sitting position allowing for the dust around them to rise slightly, before holding out the fur which appeared to be from a rabbit* \"So then, No name.. If you're a protector of the forest could you please tell me the value of this? As I would assume you're knowledgeable of creatures from around here.\"\n\n*Using the distraction of dust and the conversation of fur, would reach out and would gently brush his hand against the Jackals fur.* \"As for the companionship, any living animal would gladly protect the ones who feed them, but deep down do you think a carnivore such as him really understand what friendship and companionship are among different sub-types such as humanoids?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*June couldn't help but smile slightly at the Mistune's lost gamble, taking pride in the fact that she would at least know something more about her own Jackal than he would. She rubbed her nose slightly as he tapped on it before taking out the bronze coin and quickly running off to the furs on the ground. She watched him curiously as he rushed to pick them up before quickly running back over to them, causing her to scoot back a bit as he sat back down causing a heap of dust to shoot up. June coughed at it, waving the dust away before eventually coming to see the rabbit he held out at her. Rabbit fur it appeared to be, notable of its small size and colored fur. He wanted her to say what value it carried?*\n\n*June gazed at him in slight confusion as she looked it over. She was used to trading furs and meat whenever she went off to town, being lucky enough when it came to selling plenty for her to survive alongside Jace. As the dust finally cleared, she spoke:*\n\n\"A few silver if you're good at bargaining...\"*She said. While most wouldn't likely go above a handful of copper, enough charm and persuasion was all it could take to get a good deal at times. Jace had laid down beside her, unbothered the collecting dust as he found himself distracted by the bits of meat he was given, gnawing on it with little rush with him seeming to be enjoying himself. June watched Ethel brush his hand against her pet's fur, to her relief didn't cause a reaction out of him after getting what he wanted. When Ethel questioned if she believed that Jace would care about her so much as he did food, she stared back at him, a feeling of warmth flaring in her chest from his question of their companionship.*\n\n\"I do...\"*She said in a slightly raised tone.*\"There are many humanoids in the world that can feed him time and time again, but he never leaves my side... Not even when a fight looks dangerous... No promised meal is worth losing your life over... But a companion is...\"*She fell silent afterward, letting out a sigh and pulling her knees close to her.*\"He cares about me I... I just know it...\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*A rather odd frown would appear before his face as he'd mumble a few words about how he thought the furs would go for more and how he's wanting to make more gold. Shaking his head quickly to snap out of this phase he'd get up close to her face to be eye to eye with her agian.* \"From the way it seems you have a lot of hope in your furry little friend here which is one of the best traits a leader could have. Though balance is one of the main keys when it comes to leading as those who fail to have a bond with the souls they do command are doomed to fail in the end. Though it seems you rely on your companion to guard you quite a bit as I can only assume by your attire you use more ranged attacks.. While your friend here takes most of the blows and distracts.\" *Slowly Athel would lean to the right of her and would lock eyes upon his blades and in a moment he'd burst upward and would quickly run over to his swords and would pick them up only to slide them back into their holsters, and would then cover them up with his rather long robes before walking back over to the two of them.*\n\n\"Since I have a bit of faith in you I believe an introduction is in order... My name is Athel, Traveling merchant and yeah.. That's about all the 'fancy' titles I have. By chance are you now going to give me your name or am I just going to have to deal with calling you 'No name' over and over again until you finally break?\" *Tilting his head sideways he'd give her a puzzled look*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As Ethel drew his face close to her, she found herself leaning back slightly, her gaze shifting to the side as she couldn't bring herself to look directly in his eyes for too long. She listened to himself mumble in frustration, assumable over her answer to his question about the furs, though she decided to keep quiet rather than say anything about it. With Jace now calm, it was easier for her to relax as she watched the Mistune suddenly dash over to grab his blades, the only sign of tension from her being her sudden placement of fingers on the string of her bow. She didn't move from her spot when he returned, though now she seemed to shy away from him, her timidity taking over to replace what was once a fiery passion for the sake of her Jackal.\n\nWhen he introduced himself to her, she finally managed to bring herself to glance back at him before her gaze lowered once more.*\"Ethel...\"*She repeated quietly as if trying to make sure she remembered.*\"That's... A nice name...\"*The Cantor lightly ran her fingers through her Jackal's fur when he asked if she would ever speak her name to which she finally replied with:*\n\n\"My name... It's June... Sorry about before it's just... So many strangers pass through the forests and I never know their intent...\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*As the Light shone down atop the desert plains of Siui, a traveler would be riding atop a deep brown horse that pulled along a steady, two-wheeled carriage. The carriage was stocked with food and supplies as well as materials needed for blacksmithing, like iron and coal. Tools would rumble about alongside them like a sturdy hammer and some steel pliers.\n\nThe figure that rested in the cart with their valuables would be fully strapped with their own equipment; a high-grade plate helmet and some almian rivet armor atop their linen clothes, a medium shield would be strapped to their back and a short axe with it. They seemed to be able to take a fight if it came their way but obviously would rather have a safe journey with their goods. The figure looked up to the sky with a few simple thoughts running through their head before focusing on the journey ahead, as they were headed to the southern border to Kadho along the red sanded vistas.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Amu had been travelling along the dunes of SII for several days now, which due to his heritage he had few qualms with. He was quite familiar with survival out in these terrains due to being born and raised in the Bagged Desert... But it didn't mean that it was easy. Our little neo friend had been having trouble getting anything to eat, other than his extremely dried out assortment of fruits. His water-skin still had a pint or so left in it, but it would be best for him to find that famous MUR river soon.*\n\n*Currently he would be wearing an assortment of light brown robes, probably chosen to help fight off the heat that he would be facing during this journey. Underneath one of the robes would shine some metal, possibly a Coors, as if he was seeking to protect himself from a miraculous bandit attack. Finally, there would a large pack strapped to his back, carrying what little cargo he brought with him.*\n\n*He had noticed this large cart passing him by, about ten or twenty meters to his left now that he had finally closed in on it... And Amu wasn't going to let this chance of a ride pass him by!*\n\n\"Hey, Mister! The one driving the cart! Could you slow down for a bit?! I'd like to ask you about some extra carriage!\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The Driver of the carriage would turn to hear the voice of a distant figure and handled the reigns on his horse to stop and would jump down from his carriage with a small puff of sand as they landed onto the sand. He didn't catch the full extent of what they said but he knew that he should have stopped for them. He'd wait for the new face to come over as he comforted his horse and gave some grains out of a tightly sealed bag to it. They seemed to be more focused on making sure their goods wouldn't be stolen or being held in place for too long in the middle of a trade journey. However he would make a small exception for the person that was coming his way as they wandering through the deserts without any company or steed.\n\nOnce tending to the horse they would look over to person with a stern look that was hidden beneath the helm and readied their items if the person was willing to spend a few silver to get some goods from him. He thought about if they wanted a weapon of some kind and he'd have to refuse but instead of thinking on what they'd ask him, he should just wait and see what they do.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Once Amu had finally gotten close enough to properly speak with the figure, he slowed himself to a halt and took a few breaths. Although his was wrapped with cloth, the clear indication of his kemonomimi blood was revealed from his ears poking out from the top of the wraps. The little stranger also had some unique looking eyes, his left being a light blue and his right being akin to amber. Before much else could be examined, however, Amu begun to speak.*\n\n\"T-thank you for stopping the cart. I was wondering that since we both seem to be heading the same direction, Radio's border... Could I perhaps give you some silver, so I could ride in your cart? I could possibly reach it on foot, like I've been doing even since I departed from Tina, but it would be nice to be able to rest while on the go.\"\n\n*He then bowed for a bit, the strange sight of two tails coiling together behind Amu open to Reynaldo's view.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He'd look a little surprised at the eyes more then the ears. He had seen Kemonomimi before in his travels and was used to it but he wasn't quite used to those strange eye colors. But he shook it off and looked to his cart and horse making a sort of estimate on how much longer the trip will take if he had another person who accompanied him. A light sigh left the helm as he turned back to Amsu.*\n\n\"Normally if i got a hitchhiker i'd say 20 Silver to drop one off at the border. You can come for 15 and i'll take you down to Shrawir but i expect you at least give me some help with my business as a return.\"\n\n*His voice was tired and strained, but not in pain. They seemed to be thinking this choice over as they said it. This Kemonomimi didn't seem to be a backstabber or one who really understood what kind of troubles a person like himself would have to go through with carrying a person on their travels yet he saw a bit of himself in the 'kid' and was willing to give a little extra to them... For something in return anyway.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Amu perked up as soon as he heard he could ride in the cart with the man. This was some good news! It wasn't too expensive as well, so it really was a nice day today.*\n\n\"Thank you, kind sir. My name's Amu, by the way! I'll help you out the best I can, as long as we're together on this cart ride.\"\n\n*Quickly spitting out those two lines, Amu climbed onto the carriage and begun to relax, letting out a happy pant. His twin tails would continue to seemingly play with each other, uncoiling and gently flowing through the air behind the neo. He would then take in some of the sights that laid upon the carriage, like the few baskets of iron and coal... Alongside a hammer and pliers. Maybe this man was a travelling blacksmith? Odd of them to be travelling around, most of those who worked in that profession always centered themselves in a single village.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The man would chuckle quietly under his breathe before climbing back up on the cart and grabbing the reigns and kicking the movement of the cart back into motion, he was quiet and still as he focused on the path ahead but was still somewhat weary what Amsu would be doing with his supplies back there. His thoughts though quickly switched back to the red sandy vistas and the path ahead.\n\nHe didn't exactly speak to people that often so he didn't particularly know what to say to the Kemonomimi. So he just focused on the road ahead, yet the thought would keep at the back of his mind as he did. Although nice he wasn't particularly good with people he didn't know.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*After an approximate five minutes of looking over the horizon and counting grains of sand, Amu got predictably bored. Now that he could just lay back and enjoy some quiet time, he realized there wasn't much else to do... So he leaned forward and crossed his arms against the front of the carriage. He wasn't that tall, at most five feet, so he didn't make much of an impact while he was leaning out towards the man's driving area.*\n\n\"So... What kind of work do you do, and how could I help you out? On my side, I know a few healing spells and can make some basic medicines from raw materials. Uhm... I can also knit and make some nice scarfs, if you have some spare cloth!\"\n\n*Amu would have been leaning his head sideways against his crossed arms, looking forward at the horse pulling the carriage. His tails continued to twist and bend behind him as he spoke, the blazing sun bearing down on them.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The man would turn to Amsu and seemingly gave in to his nagging thoughts of starting conversation with them once they were already in his driving area and asking a few questions on his work and what he would be doing. Reynald would think for a second on those things that he said before giving a straightforward answer.*\n\n\"I get my cloth and 2nd batch of iron down at Shrawir as well as make my first batch of weapons and armor to the locals using the iron and coal i get here, from Siui. However most of your work would be helping me offload materials from the cart and sell the items. I'll give you around...45% of the total profit. Medicines could be useful however... I haven't dabbled in that yet.\"\n\n*Okay his answer wasn't as straightforward but he gave it in an honest but slightly dead voice, he knew a lot about what his trips entailed and his usual routine when going out on his route. Although to just a traveler who was not in this type of life style it seemed more complicated then it actually sounded.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"... Hm. Okay, that'll be just fine. If there are people who need basic medical treatments, I could give you some of the silver I earn as well. I can even make you some bottles of medicine for common things, like colds or smallpox... If I do though, it'll be best to keep those out of the sun.\"\n\n*Amu rubbed his face into his own crossed arms, attempting to give himself some more comfort. This could be a rather long ride, as he didn't really keep great track of where he was... Maybe he really should have considered buying that map? That wasn't a problem as of now though, since this nice guy was giving him a lift. It would take maybe a few more weeks of travelling total, but Amu would eventually get back to New Albania.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*As the two entered the small town it seemed quite lively. The sound of a bell ringing occasionally could be heard. A few local venders server foods and other items hoping someone will buy. For such a small town the population was probably close to one or two thousand. A few guards with pikes dawned with the towns insignia could be seen mixed in with the various people. The smell of fresh fish, dried meat and smoke filled the air. The village felt quite warm and welcoming. The old man seemed somewhat well known as serval towns folk came up to greet him as he walked through the streets. Most buildings here were made of wood and clay, with very few having more then one floor. Almost all the roofs were made from thatch or wooden divers. Upon hearing his quest to find his family the old man paused, he stopped walking for just a second. Placing his tanned and wrinkled hand on his chin he pondered. Then it clicked for the old man, his old and shrivelled mind talking a kick to get thinking.*\n**\"Looking for family? Well there aren't any Kitsume here in this village you'll have to travel much farther south if you wish to find more of your kind. However I do know someone that might be able to help you.\"**\n\n*The man said his dried and shaky voice almost being drowned by the clatter of the streets. Slowly he continued to guide Nicholas to a smallish house nearing the imposing cliff faces. The building had two floors and seemed fairly run down. It definitely was a large family home. To the left of the house was a small graveyard with seven crude stones in the ground likely graves of loved ones. The question of what the supplies were for, he knew this well. Turning back he spoke a little more clearly.*\n**\"Well it's for someone who has yet to awaken. Their mind seemed to have died yet their body lives on. I've spent most of my life caring for this stranger.\"**\n*The old man said as he opened a double door just large enough for the cart to squeeze in. Inside was a fairly open room with a stairwell that lead to a second floor. A lining of wooden rails could be seen on the second level. With serval seemingly empty room dotted on the side. The old man cleared a spot of the goods and placed his grimoire on the counter. He seemed exhausted as he sat down on a worn chair. He smiled just a little, his voice clearly showing signs of exhaustion.*\n**\"Your welcome to stay a night or two if you need. I still have work to do, thank you for bringing it in for me.\"**"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Nicholas took great interest in the village as they walked, making sure to take everything in. It was a small town much like his own, yet the people were very different. Back home most would stick to themselves and keep working, the only people who could \"Waste\" Time were the children. And even then a lot of them spent most of their day working for their parents to keep whatever trade they had going. The largest difference though were the guards, back home there were no real guards, instead everyone just knew how to defend themselves really. Carrying swords and axes to keep themselves safe from any thieves. It was not perfect, far from it, but it kept the village safe and made sure everyone who could work did work instead of just standing around keeping an eye for someone who might cause trouble. When the man stopped he stopped as well, listening to what he had to say on the matter of finding his family. Hearing there were no mistune here other than him was something Nicholas had expected. After leaving home he had seen very few mistune, at least those who had shown it. This was probably because of the first nation he visited, but there was also just the fact that mistune, generally speaking, were rare sights to be seen. Which was something Nicholas never really thought about as well, most of the people back home were mistune, there were a few other races but the majority of them were mistune, and thus he had always just figured they made up a majority, even when told otherwise. It really did take visiting a whole new continent to fully realize this fact. \n\n\"Oh, do you at least know the name of the stranger?\" Nicholas asked him as they entered, setting the cart aside and taking a quiet sigh of relief, finally getting a break from moving it. The old man was kind, at the very least it seemed that way with how he had treated Nicholas, but also the fact he was caring for what he referred to as a stranger, and it had been for a large portion of his life, not that was something even Nicholas wasn't sure he could do. He knew of no one who would even do that back home, especially when it seemed as though they would never wake up. Those who could work survive, those who could not work rarely did. It was rough, but you needed to be capable in every way to survive the frigid cold. \"I thank you for your kindness, It is better than sleeping out in the woods. Can you show me to this person tomorrow who might be able to help me find my family?\" Nicholas asked him after he sat down. He would then set his bag and gear to the side, near the cart and look for a place to sit, specifically an open stool or chair if there was one. If not he would simply find a comfortable looking spot on the floor to use.\n\n\"I can also help with some work if you do need.\" He said, offering to help a little more. Although he was definitely tired, he was being offered free lodging and perhaps to find a good clue as to where his family could be. And as they did back home, if someone does something for you, you must do something for them. He figured by helping him with a few chores he might be able to earn the information he is looking for and pay back the lodging tenfold in some way. Although he figured that was paid off by helping him with the cart."}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The old man began to sort through the herbs and medical supplies and began to create a sort of mush like soup. Slowly he took a book and took a water skin. Gently filling the bowl with water he brought it to a fireplace on a near by wall. A quick snap of his fingers and the fire lit. Gently placing the bowl on the fire to boil. The old man slowly strolled his was back towards Nicholas. Taking a grinder and began to prepare the medicine. He seemed calm as if he had been doing this for a long time. His body was definitely on limited time. He seemed quite exhausted even the grinding in the bowl took a lot of energy for him. Yet he pushed through , as he worked on the medicine he glanced other. His facial expression was fairly dull, warmly lit by the fire a few oil lamps.*\n**\"I don't know their name, the only thing I can think of is some sort of embroidery on a tattered robe my mother found them in. I think it's Miyako or something like that... To be honest they might not even have a name...\"**\n*The old man paused, the mystery person he was caring for might as well be a nobody. He didn't know if they had a name or not. How could that be, it didn't really make sense. The bitter smell of the medicine slowly filled the room. It probably didn't taste all too good, yet he poured his heart and soul into the work. Once he was satisfied with the mush he grabbed a mitt and walked back to the fire. Gently grabbing the now boiling water he brought it over and pushed the mush of plants into the pot and began to stir while it cooled down.*\n**\"Unfortunately not, the person that might be able to help is the person I've been caring for. They are like you, as long as I've remembered they have been asleep. Even before I was born, the problem is I don't got much time left and neither do they...\"**\n*The old man seemed kinda depressed by this. His whole life caring for someone who wouldn't wake up. He seemed distracted however by his work. Quickly going back to focus. Once stirred well enough he took his grimoire and began to cast a spell. A warm green glow came from the pot as the medicine settled. Reaching over her grabbed a small spoon and a few jugs. Taking the pot he gently filled two or three jugs with the warm medicine.*\n**\"Well if you'd like to help me skin the fish that would be helpful. I gotta care for my guest soon, I was unable to give them medicine yesterday...\"**\n*The man said with a bit of a tired look, he placed the jugs next to the fire and began to prepare a seasoning. Taking a small knife and began to chop up serval leaves and spices.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"A person with no name?\" He questioned quietly to himself before speaking up. \"Well if they have been asleep for so long, then sadly I do not think they would be able to help me.\" He said on the matter of them being able to help him. His sister was even younger than he was, and he was quite young, barely an adult by mistune standards. As for his father, he was not quite sure, perhaps they had met at one point and knew each other. But not recently enough for it to be much help for him finding him.\n\nWhen it came to the fish, he hesitantly agreed to it. He did offer, and it would be rude to decline such a simple task simply because he did not care for it. In the past Nicholas had never worried about skinning the animals he killed, his mother always took care of it for him. Although he did know how to do it, just not to the same level as his mother. He would stand up, and as he did, he would accidentally knock over his bag with his tail. Which there only appeared to be one, but it was exceptionally large. In truth, he did have all 9 tails that were attributed to mistune, he just kept them combined most of the time, appearing as one large tail. In a confined space like this though, after realizing what he had done he would hide them with the help of magic. Keeping them out of the way. With the bag haven fallen, some of the contents that were towards the top spilled out. Mainly his flute, notebook, and pencil, all of which were things he used regularly. \n\n\"Oh, let me take care of that first. I will get to the fish in one moment.\" He said and repacked his bag up quickly. He would have time to write in his notebook later, just before going to bed. As of now it was quite empty, having nothing of great importance to write about. But today, he had a little more to remember for himself and to share with the village when he got back home. With the bag cleaned up he would stand up once more and take off his dirty gloves, not wanting to contaminate the fish too much while working with them. He would head over to the kitchen area in the house and look for something to use as a tray along with a knife to cut with. Once the gear he would use was set then it would be time to get the fish and get to work with it. Grabbing one of the fish he would bring it over to the wooden cutting board and would begin working slowly with it. He was no professional when it came to fish skinning, or the skinning of any animals. But he did his best from what he had remembered, following what his mother had taught him, going through the motions as best he could. He had a few issues at first but quickly got used to it and got to work. Once he was done with one fish he would do something quite peculiar. He would start casting a spell he knew, an ice one, freezing his hands and then the fish. This was something his mother often did as well, it would help prolong the life of the fish meat, keeping it from spoiling sooner rather than later. Such practices were important to make sure they had food going into the winter months when meats and other foods would become less common and more difficult to get hold of. Once he completed this final step he would set the fish aside and grab another, repeating the process over and over until completed. Not bothering the man as he worked as well."}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The old man was pleased with his work, coming over he gently picked up one of the fishes and began to salt it before placing it neatly on a rack. Slowly but surly he took all the fish and placed it on the rack then it came to the last two. Inserting a small metal rod into them he placed them over a small stove like fire in the kitchen to slow roast them.*\n**\"Your quite skilled young man, must have been a hell of a trip for you. When I was much younger I used to be just like you. Seeking excitement but as you can see my mother's wishes fall before that. I do wish you the best for finding your loved one.\"**\n*The old man said softly as he turned the fish on the stove. About fifteen minutes later the fish were a golden brown and steaming warm. Taking the seasoning he sprinkled it on the fish. Letting it cool he gently a knife and cut the fish into about three equal portions and with one of the portions into small bite sized chunks. He placed the chunked portion of the food bad on the stove to let it stay warm.*\n**\"Here, it's a thanks for helping me out so much today.\"**\n*The old man handed him a small plate with a seasoned fish. It wasn't exactly too tier food. But it was a pretty decent blend of spice though a decently juicy fish. Surprisingly decent for the materials at hand. He ate fairly slowly occasionally giving small talk as they ate, or at least trying to. As soon as the two were done he took both their plates. Placing them in a small wooden sink*\n**\"If you wish to see that person maybe you might know them...\"**\n*The old man said as he stood up slowly and began to walk up the stairs. Clearly struggling with ascending the stairs. Once at the top there was a small dimly lit hallway with two rooms. One appeared to be the old man's room. A messy bed with a small table at its side with various books haphazardly scattered around the room. The next room over was a locked door. Taking a small key from his pockets he gently opened the door as of to not disturb whom was sleeping. Carrying a plate of chopped food he walked in. Laying on a bed neatly tucked in was another Kitsume. A young girl at least for Kitsumes seemed to lay rest. The gentle motion of her breathing could be Sean rising and falling. Her body was frail and in pretty bad shape. She had silky long black hair that was combed and neatly held together by a small string to prevent it from getting to messy. Her skin was hopelessly pale, she seemed quite thin to. On the bed next to her was a coat hanger with a robe on it. It appeared to be a very old mages robe. It was worn and dull. But the word Miyako was still visible however any other words have long since faded. It wasn't event a guarantee that was her name anyway. She sported seven long bushy dark grey tails that seemed to be perfectly still in their own deep sleep. If he could detect mana he would feel a very strong connection with her. She seemed to have a massive mana pool and a strong connection with the world around her. Perhaps she was a powerful mage before she fell into a deep sleep. The old man took a fork and began to hand feed her. Since she was unable to eat herself. Once he fed a fed her he began to cast a spell. A healing spell which seemed to have little to no effect...*\n**\"This is well the house guest, she's been asleep even before I was born. I reckon at least a century... Never has she awoken from her seemingly endless slumber...\"**\n*The old man said as he gently combed her hair of knots. He then shook her body to make sure the blood was moving. Once he was done her sat down in a chair and just signed.*\n**\"I'm not sure I can save her... She has been my only patient and I've failed every day...\"**\n*The man said clearly shot down, his old age was weighing on him quite heavily as evident by his lack of energy. He seemed quite stressed of his patient, he seemingly begged for freedom deep inside. Wanting nothing more than to spend what little time he had left free of this burden...*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "With the work done Nicholas rubbed his hands on the side of his pants before going back to his stuff and watching the man work to make food they would be eating. It smelt good, the cooked fish that is. It was a nice breath of fresh air from the previously bitter smelling medicine he was working on earlier. When he brought the food over Nicholas thanked him before digging into it. He had worked for this instead of using money, one of the first things he had truly worked for since he had arrived at the continent. He was proud of himself to say the very least. The food itself tasted fine, although it was definitely different to what Nicholas was used to. He ate slowly, enjoying each bite to the best he could know the moment would not last forever. Nothing ever lasted forever and that was the sad part about the world. \n\nAfter coming by and taking the plate, he asked Nicholas a question that he was not expecting all too much. \"I don't think I will, but I guess it won't hurt.\" He said and stood up, grabbing his bag instinctively and throwing it loosely over his shoulder. Nicholas would follow slowly behind the man up the stairs. Even such a simple task took so much effort. He was surprised the old man was still going at this rate. But he did not bring it up, instead just continuing after him quietly to not accidentally make him fall, which he luckily did not. As he entered the hallway he noticed the empty rooms. He was alone, and the only other two people in here were himself and this girl. Although this girl did not seem to make the best of housemates as she was very needy and bringing nothing to the table. Sadly, someone like her was most likely not long for this world, and this would become even more apparent to the young man when he entered the room with her in it, just after the man did. She was frail to say the least, looking like a human sized doll. Her skin pale even compared to those where he was from, most of which blended in with the snow fairly well. \"You have great commitment to your craft, the healers I know would have long given up by this point.\" He said to him while continuing to look over the woman. Noticing with his arcane sense her magic energy and her MANA reserves. At least the general size of them, and was quite surprised by how much she was able to retain even in such a weakened state. \n\n\"Do you mind if I play a song? It usually helps me to relax.\" He asked the old man and began looking through his bag. Waiting for a response before beginning to play for him and the girl. He was hoping that by playing some music perhaps he could calm the old man and relax him a bit more. He had had a long day, and he clearly needed a break from the world and one of the best ways for Nicholas was to do that. Should he say yes to such a request Nicholas would take a seat on the ground nearby one the entrance and begin playing? He would play a tune from his homeland, one his mother had taught him from a young age. Lullaby which always made him fall asleep when he felt tired. When it came to instruments and music, it was one of Nicholas' specialities. Something he was quite good at and enjoyed doing whenever he could, and that showed when he played, getting lost in the music himself."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*A light crunching would fill the early morning air as the Elf found himself once more under the shade of the large pines that made up Ombu's forest. It had only been about a month since he last visited, but just as promised, he had returned to pick up the Raccoon who claimed to want to travel with him. Terrel of course didn't have much faith in the idea, not being the first time someone agreed with going only to vanish completely within the week, but he was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt. \n\nHe'd retrace his steps back to where he last remembered leaving the Raccoon, knowing that there'd be an imprint on the ground somewhere if nothing disturbed the area for the time he was gone. Eventually he'd catch sight of the familiar location, soon coming to a stop just before where they were originally standing in their previous discussion. He stood there in silence for a while, not looking to call out to the raccoon, but simply waiting for any sign of him potentially returning. He had made it clear that if Xylon wanted to go he'd be here, so now it was only a matter of time.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The sound of footsteps woke him from his place in the trees, not really the best place to sleep at, but he'd been running from creatures of the night previously until he came across the tree and decided to seek shelter there, few hours of cowering in fear and flinging rocks at the creatures they finally left though not wanting to be chased again the raccoon decided to stay on the tree.*\n\n*After running through this forest for months he had grown accustomed to being alert at the slightest crunch of a twig and also sleeping in random places, he looked around for the source of the noise and eyes eventually landed on a familiar pig mask. He almost completely forgot about the deal he had made but nonetheless he was excited about this* \n\n\"PITMAN—\"\n\n*He yelled before promptly falling off of the tree out of excitement and landed flat on his back and he groaned not the smoothest introduction from last time but hey who's exactly keeping score?*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would look up in time to notice Xylon falling from the tree and would promptly take a step back to avoid him dropping on him as the Raccoon would crash onto the ground.*\"Why were you-\"*He'd begin to ask, soon realizing that whatever the reason was that he was up there, he probably didn't want to know.*\"Had a nice nap, I'm guessing?\"*Terrel would reach his hand down to Xylon to help him up. It seemed like he really was serious about it or as serious as one could take from a person that just fell out of a tree.*\"Seems like you held your end of the deal.\"*He'd continue before a faint grin would appear on his face. \n\nConsider him partially impressed, though whether that was because Xylon was still alive or actually still here, it could be either really. Maybe the kid still had some survival skills yet out here, but if he was sitting up in the trees, he was probably putting hiding into better use than fighting. If it works, it works he supposed, so who was he to judge really?*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ow ow ow- Yeah I had a nice nap until I fell out of course... Stupid tree\" *He winced grabbing Terrell's hand and getting back on his feet and glared at the tree though it looked more like a pout than anything menacing, dusting off some dirt before smiling at Terrell confidence radiating off of him.*\n\n\"Well since I'm still alive\" *He gestures to himself, he wasn't supporting many injuries aside from few new bruises that weren't there before* \"Now it's *Your* Turn to hold your own end of the deal!\" *He says triumphantly grinning ear to ear.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*With Xylon back up on his feet, the Elf would let go of his hand.*\"Well fortunately for you, where we're going there won't be many trees.\"*He'd say, brushing off his cloak in discovering a twig that decided to make its home there.*\"But we're going to have to stock up a lot when we get there. Let's just say, my business in Mentia gave me a sudden change in plans. About to go on a life-risking adventure with the potential of never returning.\"*He'd say casually.*\"You know. The usual. There won't be many places to leave you at, but if you're not sure about wanting to go, it would be best to make your mind before we leave this place because where we're going, there won't be as much...\"*He'd tug at a loose branch, pulling it down by the end of it in waiting for it to snap before he'd let it fall to the ground.*\"Cover...\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I think I could handle it, I mean I survived this far right? Besides I like a challenge!\" *He smirks confident air still upholding, whilst on the inside he was everything but confident his head is already swimming with doubt and instinct to turn back.*\n\n*But Nylon was stubborn and that almost always landed him in many many many sticky situations even if he did come out in one piece, the scar on his back stung at the memory of his less than fortunate incident due to his idiocy, but that's a story for another day.*\n\n\"Just curious, where are we heading exactly? There won't be many trees, but that's not exactly a big clue to wherever we're heading\" *He inquired pestering away the scenarios in his head of how he'll die.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He'd let out a snort of suppressed laughter, soon turning away from the Raccoon as he'd begin to head off into the forest without paying attention to whether or not he was following.*\"Your confidence will either get you killed or end with you destroying a small town. My gold is on the former until you've lived for as long as I have in half the places I've been.\"*He'd say, retracing his steps back a bit before making a turn in knowing they'd have to head South East to reach their destination.*\n\n\"Right now, we're heading to the Siuian Empire. If we can pass through the country within the next couple of months, there are a couple people we'll be meeting up with in the Steppes to travel with.\"*He'd explain to him, not sure if the Raccoon was even sure of where the locations were or if he's been mostly hanging around the same place for most of his life.*\n\n\"Whatever you plan on doing when we reach the Empire, try not to draw attention to yourself. I don't want to have to drag you away from some fight waiting to happen because you couldn't help yourself from waving a dagger at the first person you see.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He scoffed at the last comment* \"Not unless they wave their daggers first Pitman, I'm not going to kill people without a reason\" *He followed the larger elf in his walk* \"And besides my confidence hasn't gotten me killed yet but the idea of a town burning is tempting\" *He said trying his best to keep up with him with his small legs, he wasn't sure about these new names Terrell keeps mentioning those are definitely places he has never been before, but that's just more exciting, just imagining seeing new places instead of the old structures he had seen before made his curiosity shoot up alongside his ever-growing fear that's being repressed at the moment.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would scoff.*\"You wouldn't kill people with a reason. Have you ever even fought before? Like properly?\"*The Elf would ask back to him. He could admire the overconfidence, but if it hadn't yet gotten him killed, it was bound to in a place as big as the empires. People were hardly tolerable there much like the enforcers there to keep the peace.*\"Or frankly even been to an Empire before? Believe you can fight people all you want, I've yet to see you win in a match against a tree.\"*The Elf didn't seem to notice Xylon struggling keep up, making much easier strides across the forest floor without noticing the struggle of someone with much shorter legs than his own.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Of course I can fight properly-\" *He frowned at the Terrell* \"I just don't do it often unless I get cornered and to answer your other question no I haven't exactly seen or been to these empire places I mostly stay at here and at home. Though I don't go there much nowadays\" *The paintings were haunting him every time he came back to his old home, and he'd get nightmares of screaming figures of his parents often, so not exactly the best place to stay sometimes, but that's really all he had, and he wasn't about to just live in a rundown alley anytime soon, a ticket out of this place could make him forget it and start anew maybe even find a new family though the odds are more so he'd die on the way and risk not see his dreams come to fruition.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"You can start making a few when we reach the border, for now there is not much to do for a good long while until we get all the down there. The quiet of the desert have always has been pleasant to me.\"\n\n*They'd smile under the plate helm as they watched the rolling dunes of red sand across the highlands with the babo mountains rising in the east as they headed down a lonely and quiet trial. A few things bumped in the cart as the horse walked over a short bump on their path that shook the contents inside, he looked back and put most of it back in its original spot and then focused on the way ahead.*\n\n\"So, Have you ever been to Kadho or Prasia?.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*After stretching for a few seconds, Amu let out a light sigh and straightened up into a proper sitting position. Since the wasn't going to be much else to do, might as well talk the time away with the nice fellow.*\n\n\"Well, I had to cross through Radio to get to SII, so yes. More specifically, I spent a few days in Norse... One of it's more well known towns. It was a really nice stay, actually, because of all the delicious food they have! A lot of people there know how to season and cook fish to the perfect taste and texture... I stayed there a bit longer than I should have, but I couldn't really resist.\"\n\n*Amu let out a cheeky grin while thinking back to it all. His tails would swing side-to-side behind him in unison, as he looked out towards the dunes that surrounded them. Not a lot of places back in Albania have quite the great taste that the seafood in Radio does... Almost makes him want to move up over there. Getting all his things to Norse in one piece though, was a rather disheartening notion. Guess he'll just have to live with remembering the taste, or travelling up once or twice a year.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I make most my business in Kadho, well most of my earning anyway as they always go for a good deal on goods from places where they say the 'metal is richer'. In my opinion all metal is the same... Just how you help make it into something meaningful.\"\n\n*He would be honest in his thinking yet he did know that both Siui and Prasia were rich in ore and were plenty full of miners and blacksmiths that stayed in the towns and serviced the countries. He was different however, he never liked being stuck at one place for too long or he'd start to feel uneasy and uncomfortable. So he started this travelling lifestyle around a route he has been going on for a good couple years now.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"If you can get a lot of business in Radio, why not just stay there?... You must've heard about my recommendation on their food. A lot of nice people too! You should really consider it if you somehow haven't before.\"\n\n*Amu leaned forward from his sitting position, maybe speaking a bit louder than he himself expected. He'd then clear his throat and sit back down while watching the man. He could possibly just be a person who enjoys travelling, which is why he continually goes around in a circle through the three countries... But that was rather unreasonable to the little kemonomimi.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Heh, i could if i would but that would mean leaving what i have for something any other person with a hammer and some metal can do anywhere else. I get to travel all around and do my work without having to lay my feet down in a place i'd get to used to. The good food is something to be excited for instead of being the day in day out way of life i'd be living if i stayed there.\"\n\n*He had his reasons for this way of life and he did change it up by doing a few jobs and contracts when he was low on funds but he liked the travelling way. Enjoying the views of nature and taking each step at a time along an ever-changing trail as how he would put it.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Anon murmured to himself while slowly leaning himself against the side of the carriage, careful to not lay onto any of the supplies that he could end up breaking or messing with. He somewhat understood what the guy was talking about... There are some things that are just better if you only experience them once in a while. Although he couldn't really wrap his head around the idea of continually travelling and being on the go, like, how're you supposed to have good relationships like that?*\n\n\"It just sounds really lonely to me. I do a lot of healing back at New Albania, and I do my work over at my home. Inviting the people in and giving them a nice look is always something to look forward to, especially when I've tended to them before. Sometimes they stay a bit longer so we can have some tea or eat together... How're you supposed to do all that if you're always moving?\"\n\nᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵃʸ ʷᵃˢ ᵃ ᵇⁱᵗ ᵒᵛᵉʳʷʰᵉˡᵐⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵒ ˢᵒʳʳʸ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵒⁿᵍ ʷᵃⁱᵗ"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "_It had been a long time since Almann returned home to the city of Ainakil. The city wasn't much, but it was enough for him to be content with the business he got there. As he weaved his horse throughout the small city he recognized plenty of faces along the way. Locals he had gotten to know over the past months, and develop a cordial relationship with. You always had the same group of elders, 3 in all, playing a 3-way board game that Almann never understood how to play and the same group of children playing in the streets, begging Almann, for keepsakes, toys, sweets, and trinkets. People in Ainakil were relaxed to say the least, most people knew each other, and crime wasn't that big of an issue like in many places of the Salvainian Empire. Strangers only really came to Ainakil if they had business or knew someone here. Perhaps pirates were the biggest issue, but they didn't come in from land like Almann did._\n\n_As he rounds the corner he looks upon a familiar sight. The road that leads his shop goes down directly to the docks. From here Almann can clearly see the glitter off the bay. Perhaps, he thought, he ought to go fishing later. After all, the news around the town is that huge flocks of fish had been swarming in the bay since the beginning of the season._\n\n_Almann trots up to his shop, carefully tying his horse off in the public stables adjacent to him, and opens the door._\n\n_Not to his surprise, he is greeted by the many faces he is familiar with. Although they may look similar, given they are all brothers and sisters by blood, he could tell each of them out by the difference in their voices and behavior. Indeed, Almann had plenty of people working under him, maintaining the shop, cleaning the building, and keeping the business afloat while he was gone. They were all brothers and sisters of the same family, with their patriarch Muadhib, a good friend of Almann's._\n\n_Muadhib was one of the best spear fishermen in the entire world, Almann thought. He towered most other men, standing well almost two and a half meters tall with an imposing complexion and a large (but well kept) beard to match it all. He had multiple wives, each of them bearing numerous children, and those children filling up the halls and houses the Muadhib owned. However, having that many rugrats running around grated on the man, so he asked Almann to keep them held up in his shop. With five decently sized bedrooms, a work area, a shop area, and many other amenities, Almann managed to house 11 of them._\n\n_The youngest were aged 6, 8, and 10, and taught letters and maths at their young age at Almann's request after he had shared his knowledge with the older siblings he housed. Their names were Grana, Lana, and Ori. The middle children were aged 13, 15, 15, 16, and 17. Their names were Na'im, and the quadruplets Aya, Mya, Jal, and Abdel. They did most of the cleaning, cooking, and grunt work, with many taking classes in blacksmithing and trade work and reading Almann's notes on similar topics. The oldest were aged 18, 18, and 21. The two twin sisters, Aelia and Relia, and the older son Abram. These three proved themselves invaluable to Almann._\n\n_Aelia was an exceptional tanner and seamstress. She made most of the clothing her and her siblings wore on a daily basis. She tanned leathers and hides so that her brother Abram, who was Almann's apprentice, could make them into cushioned hilts for daggers and rudimentary swords. Relia had a natural silver tongue, able to (sometimes too assertively) strike deals with the even the most stubborn of local merchants and peddlers. Almann was simply amazed at how well these three caught on to his business. All three of them were clearly savants. What took Almann years to master only took them a few weeks, and what took Almann a few weeks, took them at most a few days. Perhaps the most lucky for him was that their living expenses were entirely paid by their father, and, as promised, Almann would make sure they learn skills to make themselves successful after they become old enough to start their own businesses or marry while also keeping a sturdy roof over their heads._\n\n_Recollecting all of this, Almann does his rounds with the children of his comrade in war (they had both done their business on the Irtutian border) and focuses on the different things they have made. Some of the smaller children watched their older brother, Abram, make trinkets, silverware, bronzeware, among other things, and seemed to try to imitate him. Almann inspected the smaller makeshift toys and metal coins the children were able to make themselves, with the girls beginning to sow and tan like their sister Aelia, and compliments the children on their hard work._\n\n_Almann then goes on to inspect the work of his apprentice and dismisses the children to the back rooms to go read and play, leaving the shop corner of the building to him and the three eldest siblings. While he inspects the work of Abram, he asks them to go over the dealings of the shop in the months he had been away, giving him a report on the profits, new customers, and potential beneficial ties to other merchants. They quickly become engrossed in a conversation about the recent business dealings of the city._"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Anakin was the rabbit's next 'target.' Reading up on it, Auburn had found that it was quite a nice place. Maybe it wasn't the best place for 'regifting', but it would be a far easier time than the more militaristic cities. But everywhere, there would be people less fortunate. The beggar on the street that was too weak to stand, the family wearing the same clothes every day, washing them in the stream because they were too poor to buy new ones, or the urchins that ran in the streets. They could be found everywhere, no matter how prosperous an area was.*\n\n*But of course, she couldn't simply walk in, steal things, and get out. She had to establish herself at least a little bit. Walking over to the beggar, she opens a sack full of food, handing him a soft loaf of bread. It's almost fresh, and it was. It was from the bakery the next city over. They wouldn't miss a single loaf of bread, but this man would consider it a lifesaver.*\n\n*The man's eyes light up as he sees the loaf of bread in front of him, graciously taking it in with both hands. Before he can say a word, the rabbit scampers off, giving him a wave before hopping away. Now, to steal something of actual value...*\n\n*There. A building that seemed to be a tinkerer's shop, or maybe belonging to a blacksmith? Either way, Auburn would see a tall Macon walking inside. Hm.*\n\n*Carefully, Auburn enters, hoping to look like a customer. 'Remember, just take something and run.'*\n\n\"Hello?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "_Almann finishes his conversation with the three in Siuian tongue. Relia gets behind the counter, Aelia goes in the back with the children, and Abram continues to work in the next room on several pieces for display and selling._\n\n_As Auburn walked into the shop, she would see jewelry, swords, daggers, spears, shields, among other miscellaneous sharp and otherwise useful objects to the everyday citizen. Perhaps the thing that would stand out among the entire shop was a shield. It wasn't a particularly ornate shield, the bronze inlay on the ironwood body of the shield itself shined much brighter than it's counter parts. The spit-sheened steel reinforcement on it's side looked immensely sturdy. Perhaps what was most interesting, was that the bronze inlay seemed to resemble a viper with horns, with the intent of intimidating the opponent of the user._\n\n_It hung low above one of the dagger display cases on the left side of the shop._\n\n_Almann claps his hands together and offers a welcoming grin to the kemonomimi._\n\n\"Hello! Welcome to Denwen's Forge. How can we help you today?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The timid rabbit jumps back in surprise, then smiles once she sees who seems to be the store owner.*\n\n\"Hi! I'm just looking around. As you can see, I'm not exactly looking for weapons...\"\n\n*She spread her arms out to her side, and indeed she wouldn't. The kemonomimi would be dressed quite plainly, with somewhat loose-fitting clothing and a small sack on her back.*\n\n*Shit. She didn't exactly think of a reason to be here. Fortunately, there was jewelry as well as weapons. Auburn wasn't exactly the best with those (besides knives and daggers).*\n\n\"I'm looking for some jewelry, for a friend. Mind if I try some on?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "_Almann eyes the kemonomimi up and down, walk towards her and getting in close, narrowing his eye at her and scratching his chin. He pays close attention to her eyes, hair, and ears, while also thinking through the different types of jewelry that would look well on her. The colors have to compliment or match. As it seems that her eyes were a soft brown, and he knew just what color could fit._\n\n_He was thinking a simple gold necklace would look well on her, and perhaps any friend she had. Gold was the default choice for many people, and this customer was no exception. Some flattery would work in his favor to get her to pay a bigger amount. Though she didn't look like she was of any status, but it was best to try anyways._\n\n\"Sure. But before we continue I have to get a gauge of what your friend looks like. Are they as pretty as you? If not... Could you give me a description? Jewelry is best worn when it compliments the wearer you know.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Fuck. He's studying her, carefully. Did he perhaps suspect her true intentions? Did she not hide her knives well enough? Her boots shift ever so slightly just in case, suddenly realizing just how many weapons there are in this shop, many of them having a shining bronze color. It's bronze, of course it would.*\n\n\"Well, I-I really can't say anything about that. She does look pretty similar to me though.\"\n\n*Auburn visibly blushes at all the flattery. Clasping her hands, she turns away slightly, though the Macon can see an embarrassed smile form on her face. It's too bad that she's going to steal him, but she wasn't looking for any relationship.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "_Almann slips a gold necklace out from under his sleeve, dangling it in front of her face. The necklace itself was all that ornate, and it wasn't the more pure gold, but it was real gold. It was one of his apprentice's experimental pieces, not one of the more expensive ones Almann himself made. Why would Almann show a customer who clearly isn't of higher stature a more highly priced piece of jewelry? He would have to make her ask for something better, look desperate to buy what humble piece he's teased her with._\n\n_Almann grins._\n\n\"How is this?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*It was gold. Real gold. Auburn's eyes practically lock onto the thing.*\n\n\"Wow... How much is it? I am looking for a more expensive piece.\"\n\n*This was good. Perfect. If she could get her hands on an expensive piece and sell it, she could buy who knows how much bread she could buy with this. And the gold... Not yet. Focus on the now.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "Nicholas gave the old man a nod and continued to play his song. Flowing with the music and just enjoying it as he usually did. He knew of the basics of the old man's trouble and played. Hopefully easing him into a comfortable rest. At least as comfortable as he could get with whatever condition he might have had. As he played he would soon notice the minor movements of the girl. He was shocked to say the very least, from what he had heard she had not moved an inch for hundreds of years. Was he just lucky or had he perhaps found what was needed to wake her? Only time would really tell, and Nicholas wanted to know. But for now it seemed she was struggling somewhat, just barely tapping along with her arm, keeping beat with the song. The more he played the more she continued to do so, and now he had an idea. He was not sure it would work, but considering such a slow and soothing tune was working, perhaps something a little more energetic in its own way might wake her body up. It was just a hunch, but it was very much worth a shot. So he stopped for a second and stood up. \n\nWith himself now standing up he would begin thinking of a song, what song would work best to wake her up. He moved over to the window and looked out, noticing the mountains, stars, and most importantly the moon. And that was when it had struck him, which song to play that is. He would take a seat in the windowsill and bring his flute up to his mouth, beginning to play quietly. It was a melody that was calming, much like the last one, although it was very much different. The last one was much more slavic sounding, but this one, likely would sound more similar to the woman as it was a tune Nicholas' father taught him. One from the continent and was very different to the ones back home. Being much more oriental sounding and even middle eastern to some extent. Either way it was quite the piece. Being quiet, and calm, but with the accents he put on every note, it sounded energetic and fast. Something that would be played at perhaps an epic occasion of some sort. Although after about a minute of playing it would begin to slow down, returning to how it started as more of a lullaby piece. Something to put someone to sleep or keep them calm. While he played he watched her, hoping to see some movement aside from just her arm tapping to the beat, and maybe, just maybe it would cause her to wake up. Freeing herself from the curse of never ending sleep, and the old man from never ending servitude, something he did not deserve to live through his entire life. No matter how long or short it would be. \n\nWhile he played and watched her, hoping for any reaction, he would forget about the magic he had in place for his tails, revealing all nine. The same silver color as his hair with brown tips at the end. Making it clear who and what he was. He was both lucky and cursed to have all 9 tails that a Kitsune could have. Most had fewer, his mother only had 5, his father 7, and his sister 3. It made him an envy of many, while also making life more difficult, keeping all nine from getting in the way. Which was a problem he had a lot of in his younger years. But now as an adult, he had learned to control them better and keep them from getting in the way. Along with using magic to hide them from being seen when he wanted them to be. Although now lost in the music and moment he mostly forgot and just focused on playing. Making sure to get every note just right."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Mikado could hear the music pick up, maybe the strange visitor felt her screams for help. She had always been yelling yet no one could hear her. It was like a dream of sorts. A nightmare rather, the ones where you scream, but no sound comes out. Mikado felt so helpless, so weak. It pained her to only be able to hear the world around her. She wanted to wake up from this dream bell she would accept death as an option to... She tried with all her might to scream, but her body refused to move any father then the initial finger twitches.*\n\n*With all of her thoughts she tried desperately to reach out. Her body refused to move. Her arm and hand remaining perfectly still. If Nicholas was watching he would see her arm move a few inches towards him then fall still again. It was as if she was trying to reach out to him. With all her strength yet she still fell short. The wind blew gently into the room, as if she had made the air move. Nicholas felt a little chilly as the gentle blue glow of the moon lit the room dimly. The oil lamp on the wall was about to burn out with a small flame still burning barely giving off any light.*\n\n*Mikado didn't remember who she was, all she had done was listen. And listen she did. She remembered falling but why or how she did not? Maybe she was dead? No, this wasn't death, this was a special kind of hell. Mikado had long since lost track of time. She wasn't sure how long she had been like this? Maybe she was always like this. Perhaps she was just being pessimistic, but she had hope. A candle in an infinite darkness.*\n\n*Mikado looked strangely peaceful in this state. Despite how frail she looked, she seemed to almost glow like this. Her pale skin gently lit by a dim blue moon was quite pretty. For someone who had been sleeping she was still quite a beautiful sight for sore eyes. Her long black hair seemed to be about waste long. With a small string barely holding it all together. The covers of the blankets seemed to keep most of her body hidden, with her arms and the very top of her bear chest exposed to the moon light. Nothing was visible however quite thankfully if Nicholas had any respect in that department. Perhaps he would feel a bit of pity for her, for what is likely to be most of her life. She has been in this state. Maybe it was a scary dream world she would never leave. Or perhaps a paradise of everything she could ever want. But there was no true way to learn of what was happening in her mind. Perhaps she just redacted to the music, or maybe the music was able to trigger something inside her. Like a hidden memory in how to move her arm.*\n\n*Either way the fact was plane as day, for what might have been the first time in an entire century she was able to move something. Waking up was definitely going to be a challenge. But just maybe with the right stimulation he might be able to save her... Just maybe he could save someone from the brink of nothingness. And endless world of thoughts and hopelessness.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "With the song now over, Nicholas would put his flute down, leaving it in the windowsill as he stood up. He would walk over to her and watch her, trying to reach out to him and the sound he had made. He would take a seat in the chair the old man had used earlier, bringing it a bit closer to the bed she laid on, and eventually gently grabbed her cold hand. Feeling it gently, scared to accidentally break it with how frail she looked. \"Can you hear me?\" He asked her in a soft voice. Trying to be as gentle as possible in every way. Perhaps he was being overly cautious, but he would rather be safe than sorry. She had been asleep for many decades, nearing if not already over a century. So there was always the chance of some strange shock from too loud of words or sounds. \"Squeeze my hand if you can hear me.\" He requested of her, waiting for a response. He was nearly 100% sure she could hear him, but not about understanding. Like the sound of something and being drawn to it was very different from understanding a word or sentence and responding to it. Although, they could be seen as not too different of things. \n\nWaiting for a response Nicholas would quietly mumble an old prayer his mother would sometimes use whenever she was nervous. It sounded almost like music, being spoken in his native tongue with an added tune. Some would even consider it music. But for him, it was not complex enough to truly be music. He hoped that maybe the prayer would ask whatever god or higher power that was up there to help this woman and elderly man, the inhabitants of this home to be better, treated of their sicknesses. In the past such requests never worked, but it was something he defaulted to from his mother. Even though he had very few religious beliefs himself and was far from a worshiper of God. Either way he would keep chanting quietly, waiting for some response from the girl in one way or another."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Her hands were ice-cold, she felt like a living ice cube. Surprisingly her skin was stunningly soft. While she was definitely frail she was at least able to not crumble from basic movements. Likely the old man's healing magic and medicine had slowed down her degradation by quite a bit. He may not realize it but if he wasn't doing such things she would have withered away decades ago. Her body would have just shut down if it were not for him. It was a miracle she was cared for at all. As he gently held her hand he felt a weak pulse in her hand. She was definitely alive, which might be reassuring, or perhaps it did the opposite. Knowing such a weak pulse existed, there was a good chance she might never be able to leave the bed once she woke up.*\n\n*Mikado definitely could hear him. Though the sounds were muffled. Like when your drowning underwater. You can hear everything, but it sounds so distant... In her own hell it was a curse of sorts... Although she had no perception of time in this state. She heard him asking her to squeeze his hand if she could hear him. She tried with all her might to move her hand. But it simply didn't respond. She could hear him pray... She hoped that maybe the gods would listen... Furthermore, she really did, she wanted to wake up. Furthermore, she felt like she was there with one of her own kind. The others didn't feel like her. Perhaps this was something that manifested in her subconsciousness. But what ever it was a driving force.*\n\n*For a split second Nicholas felt the slight twitch of her hands. As if they were trying their best to squeeze. With each finger struggling to move. Slowly but surely he felt a very gentle but weak grasp. She could hear him, while she couldn't really talk back to him. At least he could talk to her, kind of special hell if you really think about it.*\n\n*Maybe this was the first time Nicholas prayers went answered. Maybe this was a sign, or maybe this was just random thoughts. Mikado still seemed to be deep in a perpetual sleep. However after this one moment of miracle she would move no more. Just the gentle and weak pulse of her frail heart. And a slow but steady up and down of her breathing. Her eyes remained closed, unable to see such a beautiful world around them. Her two large fluffy eyes seemed to be listening quietly. What ever song he has sung or what every prayer he sang. She could hear the world. The sound of birds chirping in the springs. Taunting her of a world she did not remember, the only world she knew of was the infinite nothingness of her endless dream like state. It was practically the same thing if a thought became aware of itself. They would only know the world that is themselves. Anything beyond them, they would never be able to experience. Perhaps he would feel a little of pity for the girl. Such a hell seemed to be worse than death. And it definitely was a special one.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "With the response of her squeezing his hand he smiled. It looked like he was lucky and god had taken favor on him. At least hopefully he did and this was not some sort of cruel joke. When she stopped giving a response though, and only her pulse could be felt he let go and stood up. \"My name is Nicholas Alger, son of George Alger. It is a pleasure to meet you Ms, I sadly do not know your name but I hope you wake up soon.\" He said quietly, before saying the same thing in his native tongue, although it likely sounded like nothing other than just a bunch of nonsensical noises to her. One he was done he went over to his bag and took a seat, taking out his notebook and pencil and began writing in it. He wrote first about his adventurers through Lymia. The strange elves and people he met while traveling through. And at the bottom of each page he would draw a small sketch of the events as well, they were no masterpieces, but they looked nice. Something that someone could look at and see that the artist put their heart into it, and that was what he did. Nicholas had always had this skill, to put his heart into every piece of art he did, from music to drawing, to writing. \n\nHe would soon get to the part where he first entered Parasia, writing about its mountains and flora. And for an image drawing a set of mountains with snow capped peaks and the winds blowing down, cooling a village below, The village being the one he had passed through before getting to the place he was staying now. Then on the page just to the side he would write about Ergail and his home, drawing a crude image of him next to the outside of his house. Taking some liberties with its designs since he did not get too much time to look at it and draw a very detailed version of it. And the last important part would be the page about the woman, the one who may be named Miyako. He would write that he played music for her and she began to respond after 100 years of sleep, along with what songs he played and how he played them. Then to the page just to the side of this one he would begin to draw. Drawing Miyako herself as best he could, looking back at her, using the moonlight as his main light source. He would keep drawing, putting a lot of time into it before eventually stopping, not being able to draw anymore as his wrist began to bother him and the fact he had been on his feet all day started to catch up to him.\n\nNicholas probably could have gotten up and left to go downstairs to his room. But he decided against it, instead he decided to spend the night upstairs in the room with Miyako. Partially because he was tired and did not want to move himself downstairs, but also in case she fully woke up in the middle of the night. Which although unlikely was still a possibility. He would keep himself to the floor near his bag, using his nine tails as a blanket and bed of sorts to keep himself somewhat warm and comfortable throughout the night, and using his backpack as a pillow. It was not the best night sleep he could have gotten, but him wanting to be there the moment she awoke made it be no problem at all for him. Thinking about the man and the woman as he slept, he figured he could spend a few nights in this village, helping them out. There was no rush to find his family right? And this would act as a way to complete his other goals. He just could not, no would not forget about George and Zara. His father and sister and the reason he left home. The moment he had concluded business here he would head off to find them. When would that be though? Only time could really tell for him."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The floor wasn't anything special, made from roughly cut wooden boards it was far from comfortable. Nicholas would likely get a splinter or two from sleeping on the floor like this. Perhaps his thoughts drifted as the world around him grew dark. The moon light slowly faded as it rose beyond the window. At around the same time the oil lamp finally extinguished itself. A small whiff of smoke trailed out of the glass basin of the lamp. Now the room was truly dark, if Nicholas could tell the time or guess it to it was around midnight. Perhaps a little past midnight to, with the room starved of light perhaps he would finally succumb to his exhaustion from a long day of work.*\n\n*The following morning the early rays of light peeked through the window that was a meter of so above Nicholas. The very top of the sun could be seen creeping it's way up in the early morning. The old man was probably already up, by the presence that there was no snoring. The sleeping girl remained asleep still. Her arm still in the position that it was last night. The warm smell of fish could be smelt from downstairs. Perhaps the old man left some food out for him to.*\n\n*Mikado couldn't smell anything in her dream like world. She felt the warmth of the heat of the morning sun. She wondered what the sun looked like. Furthermore, she barely remembers what anything looked like to be frank. Her mind was fuzzy. It felt so strange to her, the only world she really knew was the world she could hear.*\n\n*The house was empty, just him and her. On the door was a small note, it was written in an almost Scribble. It was difficult to read from a distance. Even up close it was a bit of a pain to read. It read \"Out running errands, food is downstairs. Please feed and give our guest one spoon full of medicine before noon. Will be back before dinner.\"*\n\n*Just outside the sound of birds could be heard chirping in the distance. A gentle breeze had blown in from mountains making it extra chilly today. Perhaps close to freezing cold, if it were not for fire one may run the risk of hypothermia. The window had no shutters or glass. However, a small unlit fireplace was in the opposite side of the room. It had no wood and appeared to untouched. Perhaps the old man never used it, its condition seemed to reflect that. It looks like it was in a miserable state. Other than that today might as well be Nicholas' one free day. A sort of day to maybe relax.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "Nicholas' rest throughout the night was sub-par to say the very least. But he managed to fall asleep just from how much work he had done the day prior. When he woke up he would make a loud yawn and would rub his face with his hands and begin to stretch, waking himself up. He had a slight pain in his back from sleeping on the hardwood floor, and it was only because he was still wearing his light armor did he not get any splinters the floor would have given him. He would slowly stand up and look out the window, guessing it was later than it actually was. With how far north he was used to being, the days were often shorter than the nights. But here, further south, they tended to be much more equal in their standing. \"Good morning Ms,\" He said looking over at the woman. The sun shining on her, giving her a warmer glow than the moon did the night before. \"I hope whatever sounds I had made during the night did not bother you.\" Nicholas was a fairly quiet sleeper when it came to snoring, however, he was very active and tended to roll around a lot, so there was a chance he bumped into the chair a few times making some noises every now and again. \n\nAfter stretching he would start to clean up his items, putting his flute, notebook, and pencil back into his back. As he organized his bag he would dig through and pull out a photo of his mother, the one he was traveling with and using as a reminder of her. He would then softly say good morning once more, except this time in his native tongue as if he was addressing his mother. Once done he would put it back in the bag and stand up one more, leaving his bag on the floor and looking to the door, noticing the note. Reading what it stated, and it seemed the old man already knew he planned on helping out with the woman. Although that was probably fairly apparent with him spending the night in her room, sleeping on the hardwood floor. After reading the note he would look back at the woman. \"I will be back shortly, I just need to get some things from downstairs.\" He said to her and opened the door, making his exit from the room. He walked at a moderate speed, taking his time with things. Once downstairs he would spot the food and medicine. Taking his portion first and easting downstairs. It was just fine, much like the night before this one. Not terrible, but nothing out of this world. He much preferred his mother's cooking, but that possibly was just because it was his mother and held that extra value because of it. Once he was done he put his dishes into the wooden sink. He would then go over, grabbing the dishes that held the food and medicine for Miyako and begin making his way upstairs. \n\nOnce up stairs, he would kick open the door with his foot and take a seat on the chair, setting the plates down to the side on a nearby desk. \"I am back, sorry I took so long, anyway food and medicine is here. I think we should start with medicine, which should make the food taste better.\" He said, trying to make conversation with a person who could not really respond. He would take the spoon and begin feeding Miyako the medicine. Doing his best to not let any spill. He did not know what it actually tasted like, and he did not have much care to find out, but all he could do was hope it worked and helped her, even if just a little bit. Once done with the medicine he would set it aside and begin with breakfast. \"And here comes the good stuff I guess.\" He said, once one more , hoping she liked it. At the very least she was getting sustenance that was needed for survival."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Nicholas did sound a little bit crazy talking to himself. If there was anyone else here they might assume him to be crazy. Yet he was speaking to someone who couldn't speak back. She could hear him, she wanted human contact. She wanted to say I'm ok I'm here I'm alive. But Mikado couldn't, her body simply refused to move.*\n\n*She couldn't taste yet, well she could just it was limited. Most of her senses were numb. With the only two that retained anything where touch and hearing... The medicine was bitter and had a weird texture... The food however was... Meh...*\n\n*Mikado had eaten this for decades... She wanted to let her visitor know she was well there. That she was alive, everyone else prior had given up... Again while Nicholas was busy trying to get her to eat he felt a cold touch. Her hand lightly grasped his lower arm. Not the one feeding her but the one he used to support himself. She still felt dreadfully cold. For a little while she well didn't respond to addition stimulation. Her limp arm just rested there, maybe the gods had answered his prayers, and she was finally waking up.*\n\n*Albeit slowly, last night he got an arm movement and a squeeze as a result of external stimulation. This time she grabbed him on her own accord. Her breathing seemed to slow down a little as if she regained a small bit of control over her body. Then one word was muttered. Nicholas couldn't make out what she said, but it was a word.*\n**\"H-he-l-LP\"**\n*A word crying for help, her voice was so weak and so quiet it could be mister for wind... She seemed so helpless and so lost... Her voice was barely audible. Again soon after she seemingly slipped back into a sleep. As the world of dreams once again took over... Maybe she was fighting her own demons...*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "_Almann continues to dangle the necklace in front of her. He would hike up the price quite a bit on her, seeing as she wasn't around here. He could've gone higher, but he didn't want to make it too unreasonable._\n\n\"This piece is 150 silver, if you want more expensive pieces you're going to have to show me your payment first...\"\n\n_He wasn't a dumb man, Almann wanted proof of payment before he revealed the most expensive pieces he had._\n\n\"However, you can take a look some of the pieces behind glass if you'd like. They're a bit more expensive than this.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Sure... Though do you mind if I just hang onto it, and pay you after? I've had some bad experiences with money.\"\n\n*Damn, he was making this hard. She opens a pouch, showing 15 gold pieces, then placing it back on her belt.*\n\n\"Yes, I would like that. Mind if I try them on too? My friend's found herself a bit sensitive, especially to silver.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*The old man smiled as he left, giving a small nod as Nicholas left the front door. As he exited a cold blast of autumn air hit him in the face. The temperature was dropping fast. There was noticeably less people out today as most were starting to huddle inside. On the stone and wood houses a a gentle plume of light grey smoke rose from basically every chimney. A thin layer of morning frost covered the ground and most plants. Nicholas could easily see his own breathe condensing into puffs of white clouds. There was a subtle and gentle southern breeze coming from the colder southern mountains. Even travelling so far the winds kept alarmingly cold. Perhaps the old man's warning should be taken a little more seriously...*\n\n*As Nicholas approached the local market, there were noticeably fewer stands. Most of the luxury good stands were gone. Replaced by the now survivalist needs, food, purified water, luckily a cartographer was in town. Marked by a small building at the end of the street. Next to the store was a small clothiers stand, with a few racks of used and new winter clothing and blankets and mats. Unfortunately there seem to not be a horse trainer in the market.*\n\n*However on the outskirts of town there was a sizeable farm. While no crops grow due to low temperatures perhaps he could acquire a horse or other animal to make the climb easier. Though with the unreasonably low temperatures and thin air perhaps a regular old horse wouldn't be sufficient. Though that variable remained a mystery for now, especially since Nicholas has yet to see what the southern mountains had to offer.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Nicholas went out in search of the things he needed, when he went shopping he first made sure to get himself two pairs of winter clothing, one for himself and one for the girl to borrow while they were out and about in the cold. Although he figured he could get by, he would rather be safe than sorry in that regard. Either Way they would come in handy, and so he decided to go with it. Once he was done getting that, he headed out towards the outskirts of the town in the hopes of finding someone who would sell him a creature to help carry some of his stuff, but specifically Mikado. \n\nLuck was on his side though, as when he made it to the outskirts he managed to find a farmer who had horses, donkeys, and mules on hand for sale. While there he was advised to go with a mule, a hardy creature that took the best aspects of a horse, and the best aspects of a donkey, making it the perfect animal to take with and had the best chances of surviving the cold of the southern mountains. So after fiddling through his money, he parted ways with the silver and took the mule back with him to the cabin. By the time he had gotten back it was much later than he had expected, and had spent longer out than he probably should have. Sighing as he realized that it was much too late to leave tonight, and would be better to leave first thing tomorrow morning, mainly so that they could have as much sunlight as possible. \n\nWhile outside, he would look for some cover for his newly acquired mule and tied it to the house under some cover if he could find any, letting it graze on the outside to keep itself somewhat full. On his way out of town he could pick up anything he managed to forget or could not find. But that was tomorrow's problem for him, and so he went inside, his bag on his back and slightly lighter as the rope he had in it was removed. \"I'm back later than expected, and honestly did not get all that much. But we should be mostly good.\" He said as he entered the cabin."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "_As they pass through the streets there are faint sounds of whispers and chuckling from onlookers. It seems thieves here are more like street performers than actual threats. Almann finally gets to back to the shop, proceeds to pull out a chair for the kemonomimi, and calls for several things (and people) in Siuian._\n\n_In rapid succession the Diadem is fished out of her bag, a her arm and head are being tended to, and the entire shop seems to come to life with activity. Almann places the Diadem back on it's resting platform and proceeds to give orders to several people in the shop room, Aelia proceeded to wipe clean the wound on the kemonomimi's forehead and bandage it cleanly, all the while her arm was inspected by the other sister, Relia, for specific injuries such as a sprain or break. She's given a leaf bundle to chew on (which supposedly relieves pain) and is given a strong smelling tea. As they continue to tend to the arm of he kemonomimi, Almann decides to pull up a chair for himself and begins to speak._\n\n\"Before I begin to ask why you stole my from me I need to know your name. Who are you?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The Macon seemed to have the town basically work for him. It didn't seem out of fear or respect, as one would expect from a noble. It was a different kind, one of a peer, like a village. Not that she ever had any neighbors. She ignores the slight chuckles, to hurt to care at the moment.*\n\n*Auburn sits still as she lets the two girls take care of her. Her arm seems to have snapped in half, so that'll need to be fixed.*\n\n*Auburn chews on the leaves for a little bit, before deciding that they're too bitter, and spits them out. The tea is incredibly strong, and the rabbit coughs after a sip.*\n\n\"Damn, too strong.\"\n\n*Out of her bag, Auburn takes out what looks like a small apricot danish. The sweetness would balance out the presumably bitter tea.*\n\n\"I'm Auburn. Auburn Arnie, sometimes called Apricot.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "_One of the girls (it seems almost impossible to distinguish the two apart from what they're wearing), angrily catches the bundle of leaves and shoves it back into the mouth of Auburn, pointing at her and issuing rapid curses in the local Siuian tongue. There was a clear difference in personality between the two yes, but both when approached had the same imposing aura as their father. It showed when one of the children defied either of them and when this stranger seemingly refused their charity._\n\n_Almann had to keep himself from laughing. He'd never seen the quiet Aelia be so irritated before. Either way it seems like he'd have to translate between the two. The girl had said something along the lines of 'if you spit it out again ill shove them down your throat'. Perhaps he'd lighten the message a bit. It reminded Almann of an angry mother telling her child not to reject the medicine she gives them when they are sick._\n\n\"The leaves will help with your head. She would appreciate if you didn't spit them out. It will only take about 5 minutes anyways, you can get rid of them then. The tea will counteract the bad aftertaste as well. Whether that's because the tea itself is a bit...\"\n\n_Both of the sisters shoot daggers at Almann._\n\n\"...Strong or has some sort of special property which gets rid of the aftertaste is unbeknownst to me.\"\n\n_He lets out a sigh and begins._\n\n\"I've interacted with your kind before, not the thieving kind but the kemonomimi kind. Tell me, what are you doing out here in Siui and where did you learn to run so fast? I've never seen an oriate with such speed before.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"He-hey-\"\n\n*Auburn didn't expect such a reaction from one of the girls when she spat out the leaves. How was she supposed to chew on these? She's not going to resist a second time. Those girls were scary.*\n\n\"McKay.\"\n\n*Man, if only she could eat her pastry now. So sweet and delicious compared to bitter leaves. Vegetables didn't sit very well with her anyway. As for tea... What was tea?*\n\n\"Watts DEA? Well, I'm a reindeer. I dust yearned id over de years. Can I take does out now?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "_Almann snickers a bit. He couldn't take 5 minutes of this, he'd actually lose his mind. He simple tells the sisters he can hardly understand what she's saying and tells them she'll keep them out of her mouth for the remainder of the time they're here. They simply scrunch their noses and and issue a brief retort._\n\n_He proceeds to roll his eyes._\n\n\"Yes you can. I can hardly understand what you're saying if they're in. You're wanderer? I suppose even wanderers have homes. Where is yours?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The kemonomimi looks at the girl scolding her earlier, and slowly takes the leaves out of her mouth. She takes a quick drink of the tea and norms on the pastry.*\n\n\"I... Don't have one. I just find a nearby inn, and if I don't have money, just jump into an open window. My 'home' is gone. It's in TikTok somewhere.\"\n\n*Another bite is taken from the pastry, and it's finished. Auburn takes out yet another baked good, this time, a cookie, and begins to eat that too.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah i did!\" *He yelled before getting closer* \"We just need to follow the rocks\" *He pointed to the direction he came from that had one small rock turned upwards in a small hole, he then playfully punched Terrel before running yelling* \"Last one there is a rotten tomato!\" *He laughs running as he followed the road of makeshift obelisk's.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*For a moment Terrell wouldn't react as Nylon would suddenly dart off towards the Camp. The Elf didn't feel like giving chase especially after all the walking, though he would teasingly tug the Wood Elf backwards by his hood before Nylon could run back onwards out of reach. Terrell would move at his normal pace, following the rocks as he'd watch Nylon run on ahead with a surprising bout of energy despite the day. Maybe he would make a good traveler yet.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Xylon ran until he's at the campsite to be winning the race he started, he could take this opportunity to boast and stroke his ego abitp but he got tired after all the running despite the seemingly never ending energy he has surging through every part of his body, he eventually just laid on the ground staring at the sky waiting for his legs to start working again so he'll get to do something other than laying down and stargaze.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would slowly make his way into the camp, looking down at the Wood Elf with amusement.*\"Tired already?\"*He'd ask him before kneeling down to start picking at the area for enough supply to create a fire. It wasn't hard to start one with the grass and flint, though keeping it going required a lot more materials.*\"Don't tell me you're about to go to sleep on me already. Going to have to be able to keep watch at some point tonight.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I'm just resting my leg abit, if i kept moving around my leg would've gave out and I'll be collapsing\" *He said going into a sitting position watching Terrel make a fire, his legs were finally working and not currently in pain from him running around like a child so he went and stood up stretching.* \"You can probably go sleep first if you want, if i end up getting sleepy I'll just wake you up before sleeping.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Nice try.\"*He'd say.*\"I'm taking first watch. You should go ahead and get your sleep in now before you end up crashing in the night.\"*Terrell would add a bit more fuel to the weak fire, barely making it kindle anymore with the help he provided.*\"Besides, I'll be working to get this fire going for a while. Not much out here to keep it going, so we may just end up without any light out here.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh ok, I'll just uh sleep here\" *He said awkwardly before laying back down and closing his eyes slowly drifting into a almost dreamless sleep on the ground.*\n\n*He didn't know how much time had passed while in his sleep before he woke up with a jolt with nothing of recollection of why he woke up from fear he didn't remember being scared about, he calmed himself down while looking around for anything out of the ordinary.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would glance over at Nylon as he'd doze off, resuming working on the fire before finally sitting back in deciding it'll have to be good enough. Night would fall in the time he was keeping watch with only the glow of the fire to illuminate the area. For the time being the Elf had been left to his own thoughts as he was idly peeling at a potato with his dagger only to be disturbed by Nylon suddenly waking up in the middle of the night.*\"Nightmare?\"*He'd ask back to him without turning to face the Wood Elf. Terrell doubted it was anything worth getting up for in him not seeing any threats out here, but with how low the fire was getting again, it only got harder to see their surroundings.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*His head snapped at Terrel's voice before sighing in relief when he realized who was talking to him then replying* \"Uhm i think? I don't exactly remember i just woke up scared of... Something\" *He said before looking at the fire trying to remember what he was dreaming about but nothing came up, eventually he heard his stomach growling* \"Hey uh do you have any food to eat? I'm kinda hungry Pigman\" *He asked looking at the potato he's peeling with a dagger.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"If you want to eat a raw potato then sure.\"*He'd say in response before softening his tone a little.*\"But if not you can stay up a little bit longer until I finish cooking this one.\"*He'd begin cutting it into smaller pieces, soon placing them near the dying fire.*\"First time outside the forest for a while?\" Terrel would ask him, figuring he was similar to one companion he had who struggled to adjust to the change.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"I think i can wait a little longer, and yeah... It's nice being outside of that forest still weird but i think it'll work just fine.\" *He said laying down again admiring the stars.*\n\n*They twinkled and shimmer throughout the night sky, he hasn't seen stars in a while after the deal he struck a month ago though he used to climb to the roof of his house to stargaze for hours only to then sleep on the roof half of the time, when he was in the forest he couldn't do much stargazing since he got preoccupied with some creatures waiting to eat him alive during the night so now that he got to see them again made him feel great since he missed the pretty sight of the sky when it became dark out, he smiled as his eyes darted everywhere to admire the stars sprinkled in the sky and maybe the moon too why not.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm sure you'll get used to it.\"*He'd say, watching the potatoes cook.*\"Or not, I won't make a promise on it. Some never do and end up returning home.\"*The Elf wasn't much of a stargazer, instead keeping his head down to focus on his task. In time, as the potatoes began to finish, he'd pry them away from the fire and place them in his hands once they cooled enough. He'd turn around, holding out a handful of the diced up potatoes to the Wood Elf.*\"Here. If you're wanting something with meat in it, we'll just have to stop by the Taverns in the city. I'm not really a meat eater, so you'll just have to get used to this for when we're traveling between capitols.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He was only half listening to Terrel when he spoke but he did perked up at the mention of food and took the ones he was offered before sitting up.*\n\n \"I'm not picky so I'll eat anything to be honest you won't have to worry about me eating something specific\" *He said before munching on it happily.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"That makes a few of you.\"*He'd say, moving his hand away as Nylon took the food he offered. The Elf would take the rest for himself, eating at the small diced potatoes.*\"We'll have to stop to resupply anyway. Haven't been able to carry as much on me without Carl, so we'll have to ration it out a bit.\"*The Elf would glance over to him.*\"You should get some sleep though, still going to have to stay up to keep watch next, and we'll still have a lot more traveling later.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Hm, maybe.\"\n\n*Auburn moves her cookie into her mouth, gently biting down on it before catching the coin and placing it in her pouch. She watched as the dagger is engraved with an AA.*\n\n\"Yeah, it's why I carry several-Wow, that's pretty... Wait, I just realized I never got your name.\"\n\n*The bronze engravings were beautiful, the color standing out against the gray steel. Not only that, but they seemed magical in nature, particularly with the man's glowing hands. She didn't know his name though...*\n\n\"My goal never ends. Never. It's just to give people what they really need. Food, money, whatever I can provide. Just hopping around where I go, giving.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "_By this point the girls had finished working on Auburn's arm. The arm should be covered in numbing salve, put back into place, and bound comfortably to allow for a clean heal. To top this all off, Alan got an idea after what Auburn had told him._\n\n_Alan issues quick commands in Simian to Relic, repeatedly pointing to Auburn and back to where the kitchen is. The girl darts into the kitchen to go fetch whatever Alan told her to get. Even though she stole from him, Alan thought, Auburn would do her penance to the town for creating crime where it wasn't needed._\n\n\"Ah yes, my name...\"\n\n_Alan spreads his arms out and gives a courteous nod._\n\n\"... Almann Jet, at your service. So you do charity work eh? Steal from those who have something and give to those who have nothing? Might want to head north then, the clashes up there between beast skins and elves never seem to end and the amount of newly poor and destitute doesn't let up. But for now, you will make amends with the town, and I have the means for you to do it.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Almann. Haven't heard that one before. Reminds me of this.\"\n\n*Auburn pulls out another cookie, this time with an almond imprinted in it, handing it to the macen. She nods her head to the the girls working on her arm, feeling the aching feeling begin to go away.*\n\n\"Thanks for the help. I'll do what I can. That's essentially what I do, after what happened back home. Though up there... Beastkin are scary. I've heard things about the elves and their haughtiness, but I haven't seen it for myself. What is she getting?\"\n\n*The rabbit pulls out yet another pastry, this time a chocolate eclair. She bites down on it, but something can be heard inside.*\n\n\"Ow!\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "_He accepts the... Almond cookie. It made him chuckle a bit because he never bothered to draw the connection between his name and the humble snack. He decides to take a decently sized bite out of the cookie._\n\n\"This is very good.\"\n\n_While Alan is enjoying the cookie Relic comes out of the kitchen with two separate sacks. She sets them on the floor, courtesies and goes back to the room where the others are._\n\n_Alan opens the sacks and reveals their contents._\n\n_Most of them are full of assorted foodstuffs. Old loaves of bread, dates, dried plums, cheap cheeses, a few pieces of dried meat here and there, and few water skins presumably full of either wine, beer, fresh water, or watered down versions of the first two. Within the sacks there seems to be small pouches of rice and pickled olives as well._\n\n\"These will go to the children in the streets that were playing earlier. A lot of them don't have parents or have single mothers due to their mothers abandoning them as dead weight to live somewhere else or fathers dying in their mercenary work. It's not uncommon in a fishing town such as this for people to go out and work for long periods of time and not come back for a while, or ever. You will help me with this.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The rabbit pulls out what looks like a metal spike out of her mouth. It's a bo shuriken, not something to be messed with. Only question is, what was it doing in a pastry?*\n\n\"Drat. Did it again.\"\n\n*The metal spike is tossed into the bag, and Auburn suddenly pays attention to the large amount of food. What was this for?*\n\n\"Oh... I didn't know. Why do they look so happy?\"\n\n*Parents leaving their child. Mercenaries. Just like her, she was sure. Even if she wasn't forced, she would have helped them given this information.*\n\n\"I'll do what I can!\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "_Alan shrugs._\n\n\"When children play, they don't think about what they have to eat that night. It's how they are. They also receive some food from the people here as well, and are checked up on occasion by the local physicians. Either way they appreciate the food.\"\n\n_He finishes the cookie and proceeds to place one of the sacks in front of Auburn._\n\n\"We should get going before the sun goes down.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Do i have to??\" *He whined finishing his food and looked above again trying to catch a glimpse of a constellation or two* \"I wanna stargaze more, ya think there's gonna be a shooting star tonight?\" *He asks Terrel his mind wandering elsewhere, memories of distant laughter in the night when the star shown the brightest, but he couldn't piece together that memory much he tends to forget some pieces of his life after the parent killing.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes...\"*The Elf would answer back, his voice ever so heightening to be slightly more high-pitched than its normal gruffness which to say didn't do much for how low it was.*\"The stars are out every other night. You can see them again when it's your turn to keep watch. As long as you don't let it distract you from actually keeping watch. Don't want to wake up to a sword in my neck because you were too busy watching stars than what's around you.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I'll keep you from getting stabbed in your sleep, i swear on my own unmade grave\" *He said sarcasm dripping slightly though he does at least have to help Terrel abit.*\n\n*They were travel buddies after all and he's staying true to that promise till the end of their deal, besides there's a plus to this which is that he could buy stuff with his money at least if Terrel has large sums of the money on hand to buy some of the things Xylon asked for on their grand adventure so he'll keep it cheap just in case the larger elf is a little broke, and with enough reasoning maybe a little deception here and there and puppy eyes he'll probably be able to get the things he wanted (though he doubt he can fool Terrel twice with the deception tactic and the puppy dog eye trick made him a lil doubtful on it's effect on Terrel if it was a success or losing defeat) but that last part would just be a last resort if his other methods flopped on it's head, And so in the way this system worked he can essentially buy things but he himself won't have to trade away his valued stash of shiny accessories, the perfect crime.* \n\n*Walking away from his schemes that's brewing in his mind he noticed the change in pitch when the larger elf said \"Yes\" Which made him snort in surprise* \"Oh also did your voice got higher? You sound weird Pigman\" *He giggled.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"My bets on your grave being made first.\"*He'd respond back in the Raccoon making a promise on it.*\"I doubt you'd put a fight any more than a normal raccoon would.\"*The travels in between cities would be the hardest in having to trust some kid with keeping watch with Nylon already being mildly distracted from it. But if Terrell could live long enough to get through Simian, it wouldn't matter in the end. Hopefully taking this kid along to the uncharted deserts won't end terribly. Greed could consume just about anyone. Some more than others, and the last thing they needed were people thinking irrationally in a life-threatening scenario. The Elf suppose he couldn't talk though. Being materialistic had its own faults at times.\n\nHe'd turn his head at whether or not his voice got higher.*\"Take it as a once in a lifetime thing.\"*He'd say.*\"Because that tone is incredibly hard to pull off.\"*Well that alongside having to yell at a loud enough tempo that ended up shattering his vocal cords.*\"Now go to sleep. You're wasting my sleeping hours.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I'll probably end up in a tomb, could you at least bury me respectfully instead of i don't know leaving me there to rot in the sun?\" *He asks, he's definitely not optimistic of his chances in survival despite him telling himself he could survive in an unknown area with no knowledge or understanding, but hey he signed the contract despite his own brain telling him no and a deals a deal he can't just break that deal and leave Terrel to die like some dirty rat in a sewer! His mother taught him better despite the life he's living now... She's definitely not gonna be happy with him, he's gonna prove Terrel wrong about it if he did manage to survive keyword being if he survive this unknown adventure he's going on with only the clothes on his back a sack of his belongings and random stuff and lastly a small hope that he'll get to reach his goals and avenge his parents untimely demise, revenge will be the sweetest dessert he'll get to taste when he does reach his goal.*\n\n*He yawns as his eyes grew more heavy from fatigue his body slowly pushing the lever of sleepiness and exhaustion.* \"I'll just go back to sleep now, though that once in a life time tone was pretty funny though!\" *He giggled lightly before slowly drifting back to dreamland snoring peacefully under the stars.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"If I manage to find your body after having to fight off who knows what, I'll think about it.\"*He'd say, not wanting to give Nylon anymore hope that he'd know what to do with a corpse once the heat of the moment ended. Maybe he could just bring them back to OMB, though that was a lot of walking, making just digging hole out here seem more reasonable. Not to mention how hard digging was even with a shovel, but maybe he could figure out something. He could have that much respect at least. As Terrell heard Nylon's last comment before soon drifting off to sleep, he'd let out a quiet chuckle.*\"More stargazing for me.\"*He'd tease before laying back on the ground. The fire was bound to die off soon enough, but Terrell typically had a sixth sense when something was out to get them. Nothing seemed to trigger it right now which was enough to leave him with nothing better to do but to stargaze for the time being. He never did this back at home and even now he couldn't see what was so great about it, but it gave him something to focus on while he waited for time to pass. He'd eventually get his sleep as well, but for the time being he could relax a bit under the starry night sky.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Sunlight would bear down upon the Elf's back as he walked. It had been some time since they had originally left the forest and now it finally seemed like their progression was starting to be shown with the distance they've created. Part of the Elf was glad that Suiu was the only major kingdom they'd have to pass through, but with the desert being the other option, he was starting to wish it wasn't. At least there were some places to stop by throughout their trip there, but beyond was starting to raise question of how they'd best keep themselves supplied. The thoughts at least distracted him for the time being with the endless field of grass gradually shortening as it met harder ground. It had been a long trip after all.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*His shoes clicked around the now hardened ground as he skipped alongside Terrell, he was excited to be somewhere that's not accompanied by large fields of grass now and his eyes are set on a book and markers to write down his findings, his body should be aching by now, but that was overridden by his excitement, but he does remember they're here for supplies so he'll make the best of this experience... Which is probably taking one or two jewels and shiny objects, or he could stay by his words and not cause chaos! The idea is still tempting though, but he opted to just focus on walking to their destination and think of how he'll write down the landmarks and locations he'll have to remember rather than plan his schemes into fruition and ransack a village or two, after all Terrell probably wouldn't like to be on the same wanted poster as him with a large bounty on their heads anyway, though thinking about it more Terrell probably already has a wanted poster of his own somewhere.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Listen.\"*He'd say after a while of silence. In the distance, the different buildings of the kingdom began to appear in view, leaving the gates to obscure the vision of it the most.*\"Try not to draw attention to yourself while we're here. I'd prefer being able to at least be able to stay one night before being chased out by the locals here. If you get the urge to do something questionably legal, don't get caught and most importantly don't lead those that catch you back to me. It won't end well for either side I can guarantee that.\"*He'd glance down at the wood elf as he skipped about the area, finding a surprising amount of energy left in him despite the long walk away from the forest. It was a little admirable he supposed. He just hoped that it wouldn't turn too many faces while he was trying to get stuff done.*\"We'll stop by the market place to resupply, then find a tavern for the night.\"*He'd conclude.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yup, no causing chaos but if I have to don't get caught, don't lead them to you, etcetera!\" *He exclaimed skipping through the path* \"I won't do anything that'll make you a target for a kingdom wide manhunt or something, at least in your case I guess we could call it a hog hunt with the way you look anyway\" *He chuckled as the distant structures drew closer by each stride, it was really colorful, but any kingdom can be described as colorful by anyone this one just caught him off guard since he hasn't seen many colors aside from green flora of the forest.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Nice to know we're on the same page.\"*He'd give a nod, soon walking up to the gate.*\"Let's see what the Kingdom of Suiu has to offer.\"*Terrel would say more aloud as they'd pass by the guards, taking to the streets. With it being close to midday, most of it was filled with people walking to and fro. The Elf never had much trouble getting by in crowds, though he's learned that the same couldn't be said for some others.*\"Try not to get lost out in the streets, otherwise I'd have to buy a bell for you to find you again.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"What am I an animal?\" *He asked at the mention of the bell, he eyed the buildings and people around him as he skipped along the way as he smiled* \"So where's the market for books?\" *He asks as he got out a small pouch that jingled checking inside if they were all still in there, and they were so he strapped it back to his belt for safe keeping.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He'd look the raccoon elf up and down before saying:*\"I doubt I could answer that in the way you want me to.\"*Terrel would continue down the road, moving just at the edge of it so as not to have to push past people.*\"You mean a library?\"*Terrel would ask Xylon at the mention of a marketplace for books. Most typically found books there more so to borrow than keep, but enough money could get one anything usually.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"No like where do you buy an empty book? Besides, I don't think I'll have much fun in a library unless it's burning one down, I'm still not allowed inside one back in OMB\" He said, he had sorta fond memories of almost burning the whole place before the owner barged in and had enough of his shenanigans so he was permanently banned from that establishment, he eyed the shops passing by as they walked but found nothing worth buying and or stealing."}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"We'll have to see if they have any, most stalls carry food, but maybe we'll be able to find some empty books for writing down things down in one of the stores. There are typically ones for traveling supplies at least.\"*He'd say, coming to stand at the edge of the marketplace. Terrel would stop walking for a moment as he'd look down towards Xylon at the mention of a burning library.*\"Did you actually burn down a library?\"*He'd question with a raised eyebrow.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yep almost, it didn't burn down completely but I tried.\" *He sighs disappointed, he looked around the edges of the market as merchants and vendors selling their wears along the streets.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"And you did it for fun? Or do you just hate reading that much?\"*He'd question with a chuckle. Terrel would continue walking further into the marketplace, soon coming to a stop by a food vendor, mainly for purchasing a quick snack for the time being. All the traveling built an appetite, but something small would help hold them over until they found a tavern. He'd buy a couple loaves of bread, holding one out to Xylon for him to keep for himself.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"The reason why I did it shall remain a mystery\" *He said as he took the bread he was offered, he's pretty sure they won't get far on the journey without a few shenanigans being pulled here and there but hey whatever to keep the journey entertaining.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"You don't know why you did it, do you?\"*The Elf would eventually say in a sarcastic tone before moving off from the vendor to continue further along the road. From there it was much easier to pass by the smaller market sellers to head towards the more developed shops. At the least the ones that allowed them to relax inside for a while and escape the blunt of the heat from the sun.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh you wound me with your accusations how will I ever recover?\" *He replies with his own bouts of sarcasm, he then stopped in his tracks eyes focusing on something on a merchant display, it was a white jewel shaped like a rose, and it was shining so bright against the shine of the sun and the experience was mesmerizing just watching it glow and shine, and he felt compelled to just add it to his pile of shines in his sack by either stealing or paying.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The Elf would shift his focus away from Xylon for a short while, one shop seeming to take his interest in the tools it seemed to have on display. Perhaps this'll do. He'd head over to it, coming up to the door before he'd eventually turn around to see Xylon starting at a jewel.*\"You coming?\"*He'd say to him, partially to keep him focused on their current task first, the other being a more genuine question.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He snapped out of the trance he was under and shook his head slightly, nope he's not going to add another jewel today after all he's here for a book.* \"Uh yeah I'm coming, that jewel is pretty though\" *He muttered the last part as he began to follow Terrell again, he'll just find another way to get white roses since they're going to be traveling around he's probably going to come across a shop selling them anyway.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*He nodded and stepped inside the shop and went hunting for leather bound books and pencils, Whilst on his hunt he thought back on the rose like crystal that caught his eye.*\n\n*He doesn't know why he's drawn to the thing, it's probably just his personal greed wanting to add it inside his personal collection but it also was something he remembered back in his childhood. He remembered a garden of white roses on a summer day as someone lightly hummed a tune.*\n\n*He shook his head and went back to hunting down books, after a while he fortunately found some well plenty more so, but unfortunately... It was on a very high shelf and there's no ladders around to climb up... Drats.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*While Nylon was busy looking for the books, Terrell would take his time searching through the various weaponry they had. It wasn't as diverse as having swords and bows, but much smaller sharper tools. He wasn't looking for weapons particularly, but instead something to sharpen them.\n\nEventually he'd catch sight of a whetstone, something he had been searching for, for quite a while at this point at the advice of providing self-care to his sword from a Dwarves friend. He'd grab the stone, continuing on along the wall until he could find some small snacks for the road.\n\nThey didn't need much for now, after all, they could just eat at the tavern for the night before fully supplying back up and heading out of town again.*\"Find what you're looking for?\"*Terrell would ask back to Nylon after some time of not hearing back from him.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He's currently giving the shelf a death stare, how dare this stupid hunk of wood be placed outside his reach?! When he heard Terrel ask him he immediately pointed towards the shelf with holding his soon to be stuff* \"It's up there, i can't reach it and there's no fucking ladders\" *He grumbled, why must he be cursed with a short frame- what god subjected him to such event- he hears soft cackling somewhere in his head but he ignored it favoring to curse out the hell out of that shelf.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would glance over towards where Nylon was, eventually walking over to him and glancing at where he was pointing at. Perhaps it was the difference in height that made Terrell not see what the problem was with grabbing the book. Reaching an arm up, the Elf would pull the book down and hold it out to Nylon.*\"Only libraries have ladders for books. That or well supplied travelers that just keep them on the go. Strange if there are people that actually do though.\"*He'd say.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He grabbed the book and made a triumphant sound before asking again* \"What about the pencils? I need something to write on\" *He blinks at him non verbally saying 'Get it for me again', his dignity might be shattering but hey at least he's gonna get something right?.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"You mean 'write with'.\"*He'd correct, reaching up to grab the small utensils and holding it down to him.*\"Maybe we should consider giving you a traveling ladder now that I think about it.\"*The Elf would let out a chuckle as he'd wait for Nylon to grab the pencil before he would begin making his way over to the cashier with the items he got.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He nabs the pencils* \"That'll be useful yeah, maybe then i won't have to constantly be cursed with this height\" *He muttered the last part as they made their way to the cashier he whistled whilst looking around waiting for the cashier to calculate the price they have to pay.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Or you can learn to work around it.\"*He'd suggest, walking up to the front desk and placing down the food and stone.*\"Makes you a lot lighter and more agile.\"*The Elf would take some silver out from the folds of his cloak, placing it down next to the supplies.*\"Climbing is always an option, but don't take that advice from me, might end up falling out a tree again.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"There wasn't any way i could climb up that shelf Pigman, and yeah I'd probably fall and make a big mess that we'd have to clean up afterwards\" *He said placing his own supply down still looking around for something, anything, to focus on instead of waiting.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Only through moral obligation.\"*He'd say back in a lower tone before taking the items off the desk after exchanging his money for it. Terrell would turn around to begin heading to the exit, holding out the two items Nylon had gotten in figuring he'd simply follow.*\"The most skilled *Rogue* Finds a way to not let any terrain stop them from getting to something.\"*He'd emphasize the word rogue, deciding it better than outright saying thief.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Her hands would clamp around her ears, but the shrill sound would still pierce her eardrums. She'd seen these sorts of whistles used in battlegrounds by the less scrupulous captains, and knew it was considered no better encouragement than a whip hand.*\n\"Ack!- A fair warning: Don't use that near Keguntan or Runra. You'll get arrested for mass battery...\"\n*She grumbled, her steed following behind Carl as the wolves tumbled away, regaining the confidence in his stride once the danger seemed to pass. She shook off the distress quickly, eyes darting between the shifting mass of fur and picking out the different wolves, attempting to recall each of their names.*\n\"Yami... Zenith... Oak and Dart...\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'll try to remember that.\"*He called back to her from where he was, riding alongside the leader of the group. Occasionally the wolves changed course, forcing Terrell to bring Carl into a tight turn to keep up with them. He had a vague memory of the house's location, though the terrain was near impossible for him to remember with it being this dark. While Kerala was trying to recall the names, some of the wolves turned their heads back towards her. The ones responding to Yam and Zenith appeared much larger than the other two. Although both their furs were pretty dark, one seemed to have a more brown coat while Oak and Dart's furs were similar though their size seemed to give away their differences. Terrell kept most of his focus on Chief, urging him onwards while the rest of the pack followed behind.*\"I think we're getting close.\"*He said, noticing the wolves slowing down a bit to sniff around the area before continuing at a much slower pace.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"You tell me, Alpha!\"\n*She called back, flashing a grin his way as she watched him converse with the largest of the pack. The Chief didn't look that much older than the rest, but there was an air of authority about him - surprising to sense from a beast, but it was there.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell glanced back to her, a light smirk forming on what could be seen on his face. He turned back just as Chief managed to round a bend out into an open field. A lone structure sat in the distance surrounded by a line of fencing. Home.*\"Like we practiced.\"*Terrell murmured down to his steed as they neared the fence. Carl looked on ahead, easily bounding over the wooden barrier while the wolves made their way through beside him. Some ran under, a few through the gap in the middle, while the much bolder ones mimicked the horse in leaping over the top.*\"Watch the jump!\"*Terrell said in warning to Kerala as he brought his horse to a slow stop to turn him around to face her.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Her horse seemed offended as it approached, huffing hard as it bounded up and over the fence with similar dexterity, Ikehara barely noticing the change in elevation. Her attention was occupied by the humble abode, examining the wear and tear that would surely have built up from leaving a house unattended in the taiga.*\n\"You lived here with the wolves? Or have they got a den not too far?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Live here.\"*He answered simply, giving Carl a lighter tap to get him moving towards the house.*\"I guess you can consider it a vacation home of sorts for whenever I'm in the area. The wolves stay inside whenever I visit, but I leave them to roam around outdoors whenever I'm gone.\"*As Carl slowed to a stop near the door, Terrell dismounted off of him and gave him a light pat.*\"Simultaneously convenient and inconvenient at the same time.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Cassandra narrowed her eyes at the woman's response. Already, one of the crewmembers had their crossbow locked on the newcomer, but Cassandra held a hand up in indication to hold fire. Either this woman was naive or just playing dumb. One seemed more evident than the other as she had gotten a brief look into her bag which managed to wave off the initial passive aggression the Treton was giving her.*\"Consider us a group of merchants and mercenaries.\"*She said to the woman in a more casual tone.*\"The whole 'pirate' title has a lot of negative connotations to it, don't you think?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Levi, of course as oblivious as can be tilted her head to the side, one of her tentacles lightly slithering at the mention of pirates again, the Breton as silly as can be looked at the crewmate holding the crossbow and only let out a gentle chuckle, waving her hand in a friendly manner despite the obvious danger she could be in before she turned to the woman's attention again, nodding her head quickly. \n\n\"Oh then I'm sorry if it bothered you— ACK, I'm so stupid, I'm Levi! Levi Marines, you can call me LEV, Levi, or my entire name which is Leviathan, but that name catches bad attention, so the previous ones are okay!\" She said going on a small ramble of her own before she offered her hand to the woman with a gentle eye-closed smile as her free hand lifted to fix her glasses."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*She caught up to him relatively quickly, her jog slowing into a walk as she matched his pace. She crossed her arms behind her back, no purple umbrella in sight. She was exhausted the night previous given her episode, she didn't have the chance to look up at the night sky until now. Truth be told, she felt almost like a prisoner with the Pig and Wolf sometimes. If she had just left her room without saying something, they'd probably hunt her down. At least that's what The Wolf said before.* \n\n\"You're probably right, but I've always been nocturnal. I counted 5 moons, including this one since I've met you in the forest. Not nearly enough time for me to switch over.\" \n\n*Tilting her head back as walked with Terrel, her sights set on observing the crescent moon high above their heads. Sometimes, if the moonlight hit her eyes just right, the normal brown hue came off as bright red, another tell of her vampirism though less likely to be spotted. She wanted to promise that she wouldn't start any problems while she snuck out with him but she slowly began to realize she just couldn't hang onto that idea.* \n\"I was going to ask what you were doing but..\" *She turned her focus from the moon down to the wolves in front of her, a smile forming on her lips.* \n\"Even I can tell they're hyper without needing to ask.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would turn around to continue walking as she came to move in pace with him. His gaze was mostly fixated on the wolves running off ahead of them. Occasionally, one would take a moment to sniff around a building or roll around in the dirt, only to rejoin the group and continue exploring as more of a pack.*\n\n\"Even wolves need to be taken out to handle their business.\"*He would say in response to Manon's notice of what he came outside for. Even with it dark out, Floor was easy to spot among the two other wolves, his pure white fur gently brushing against Blur's more silvery Grey one as she kept closer to him for company. Angel walked on close by, the Wolf's bulkiness becoming more apparent the more he grew. He was hardly much smaller than Floor now and, at this rate, it seemed like he'd questionably be able to outgrow him.\n\nTerrell himself wasn't completely sure why Manon found need to follow him out here unless it was for something. After the events yesterday in having to deal with both a lost vampire and run away horse, it had been advised to just say nothing to them. At this point, that seemed like it was going to be the whole journey, though just as he had forced Manon into speaking, she now forced him.*\"I don't believe staying up all day and night helps with that.\"*He'd eventually say in turn about her not being able to shift away from staying up late. The Elf doubted she wanted his two cents, but in his eyes, it seemed like an obvious solution, one he couldn't bother to solve with all Manon's other issues piled on top of it. She was already counting 'Moons' which was either what someone did when they're awaiting an event coming up or when they were trapped with nothing better to do.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*There wasn't much she could say about his advice. He was correct that staying up all night wasn't the answer but it wasn't like she was doing a great job forcing herself to sleep. It was nice walking around at night though, she couldn't see the city very well when she tagged along with Okami. The sunlight always felt unusually bright when it came to her, windows of shops usually reflected the light back into her face during her morning walk with The Wolf. Now things were fully visible for her, She never really found herself to be a city girl but Esvoduko was beautiful to behold. She would even contemplate living here if it weren't for her vampirism.* \n\n\"Have you ever thought of settling down somewhere? Maybe in a city much like this one?\"\n\n *She found herself asking The Pig, her mind still fixed on what the city life would be like for someone like her. Maybe she'd even be the doctor she dreamed of since she was little. Fixing up wounds from the hunters much like the wounds Okami had before they took off for travel. Giving the children Echinacea root during the winters to help with their colds. The elderly.. There was never an easy way to go about the elders. When it was time, it was time. At least that what she picked up on when she visited other doctors when delivering herbs to them.*\n\n\"I think about it all the time.\" *She said softly, not really giving him a chance to answer.* \"The what if's, I suppose.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would walk in silence as she asked him the question, pondering over it a bit as they'd make their way out to the edge of town where the more mountainous terrain seemed less distant. Was he thinking about settling down? Well maybe for a little while, but he had a lot more training and adventuring to do before that point. At the very least Elves lived long lives, so he had plenty of time before he fully committed to putting away his sword for a while. After all, it had only been a few years since setting out. Surely he wasn't much closer to stopping than he was before. If he did settle down, however-?\n\nIt would be a lie to say he hadn't thought of it at least once, maybe just getting a house at some point so he had a place for his wolves to roam. In the city though, the Elf couldn't imagine that. He preferred seclusion at times in the company of his wolves when people became too much to bear. Before he could respond, Manon would soon answer her own question, leaving him to continue on in silence for a while.\n\nHe didn't have much to say about the Vampires thinking about settling down. Frankly, if she had wanted to leave and go back now, he wouldn't have will to stop her. The Elf was too used to people coming and going after all. That was the way with traveling, especially with those who tend to not get along. At first, he didn't say anything, just letting Manon talk to herself in her own thoughts of what could be. As the wolves would trail away once more, he'd eventually say:*\"I've never been much of a city Elf...\"*His words would come low and relatively strange off the tongue in him referring to himself as an Elf rather than a Pig.*\"The extra crowds is not always what it's cracked up to be.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Manon tapped a finger against her lips as she though. Was she even afraid of people naturally or because of what they do to vampires? It probably started off because of her bloodcurse but now.. Isolation has grown to be apart of her now, even if she became cured. The city always had more people living inside them, more people who could benefit from her healing and knowledge of medicinal plants. A memory came back to Manon, when she was younger she wanted to be the one to cure all the plagues in her home city, Ulnoor. She had forgotten about that dream of hers, she used to run home after school and brag every time she scored top of her class in faith magic. \"I'm going to save everyone!\" Manon often told her parents.*\n\n*Her smile slowly subsided, curling into a frown as it seemed like an impossible feat for her now. Nearly 10 years later, 6 of those being a vampire, and she spent her time digging in the dirt for pocket change. Granted she hardly accepted the coin as the gratitude was enough on it's own. Tilting her head to the side as she glanced at Terrel, absorbing the sight of his mask all the way down to his weapon of choice. Sheesh, what a crew they were.* \n\n\"Maybe when we're both old... Or when you're old-\" *Forgetting that Vampires never look their true age, cursed with immortality or something close to it.* \"We could visit each other, share adventures stories. I think I'd like that a lot.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would glance over at Manon, unsure of what he found more confusing, the fact that she'd actually want to visit after everything that's happened or the fact that she'd think he'd get old. The latter he found more amusing of course as at some point, he was sure he'd forget just how old he was. Well if didn't get killed in that time, but he had already made a promise to someone that that would never happen. Cockiness? Maybe. The Elf had that much confidence in himself at least.\n\nHe'd open his mouth to say something, soon closing it once more as he fell into silence. That would never happen. Besides, the moment she paid back her debt, she'd be gone again anyway and, with it, the chances of them seeing each other again seemed slim. The Pig Elf was always roaming and if he did settle down, he doubted getting many visitors in a secluded place.*\n\n\"I don't think two cranky old Elves meeting would be the best idea.\"*He'd joke at the thought, knowing full well how they 'got along' already. In saying it, however, there was some realization in his own youth.*\"I'm sure Okapi would like it though.\"*He'd say in a lower tone, deciding not to completely scratch away at the High Elf's dreams. If she really wanted to visit somebody, she'd find a way to, just as Terrell would to the allies he had met.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Maybe you'll get less cranky as you grow old, maybe I'll find a way to not be hungry all the time. This is the longest I've gone without feeding though, it hurts knowing blood from a person is much better.\"\n\n *She neglected to talk about how they tasted much better as well. Feeding from animals always scratched the surface of her urge. When she consumed Okami's blood, it removed her urge entirely. She was happy that he had survived, not entirely sure how though. The who situation was a blank spot in her mind. Idly Manon extended her hand by her side, her palm facing the ground. The grass stood up on end as she walked past just for the blades of greenery to fall limp once she passed. Almost like a wave of water but with thin pieces of grass. Nature always had certain feel to it for Manon, this felt very similar to brushing the fur of an animal. The feeling of soft tingles brushing through her finger tips. Nature magic always felt soothing to wield.* \n\n\"I don't know if I would visit Okami. He's been very nice to me but...\" *Her voice lowered into a whisper, almost as if Okami was there in spirit.* \"He seems a little too optimistic using blood in his meals for me. I've never heard of a salad with blood..\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would continue walking on as the dry dirt would transform completely into pure rock, retracing his steps towards the forest they were in earlier to allow the wolves to roam somewhere more natural to them.*\"Maybe you will too.\"*He'd jab back more humorously soon falling silent once more to allow Manon to say what she needed to. Soon enough it drifted to her speaking of her problem with blood, which oddly enough he had almost forgotten about with a whole day of it not being brought up.\n\nOnly when she mentioned Okapi talking about preparing meals with blood in them, would find himself having to hold back laughter at the ridiculousness of it. It seemed the Kemonomimi had reduced down to putting blood in his foods to get either one of them to eat his meals. Terrell wasn't sure whether to find it funny or just sad thinking about it.*\"That was his solution to it?\"*He'd question almost hysterically. Terrell did suppose he'd suggested for them to figure out a way to fix the issue rather than using Subaru as a walking food source. This was not what he had in mind, and now, he suddenly wasn't sure what either of them were thinking at this point.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well he certainly proposed ideas about it like; Maybe we should make you a salad with blood dressing. Maybe we should try cooking the blood. I've only had blood a handful of ways. I've tried feeding off animals that were hunted by other predators. It made me sick to my stomach, I hardly made it two steps. It tasted horrible as it was like stale and cold. Trust me, I've tried escaping the cycle. It has to be fresh. The other two ways you know about, from animal and from a person. The only suggestion that I sort of like that Okami made was having me feed off the animals he intended to cook for himself. Even then, I don't like the idea of killing animals. If he's going to execute them regardless, I might as well, right?\" \n\n*She looked at Terrel almost for his approval of the situation. It wasn't much different than when they were looking for a butcher. The animal was already dead, it's time deceased would be questionable from a vendor. From Okami, it would be pretty fresh for her to drink. As she approached the forest, the forest compensated for her travels. Splitting plants in her vicinity to allow easier travel. She noticed that Terrel didn't have it as easy as she did, thinking back on their other encounters and how he always had to fight his way through. This time she consciously tapped into her magic and did her best to ease his travels as well. Surprisingly this wasn't easy for her to do, putting conscious thought into something she always did subconsciously.* \n\n\"I don't think his ideas would work, It'd look a little suspicious if he intentionally bled all over my food. Could you imagine what others would think? A shirtless male with a wolf mask leaning over a table to bleed over some girl's meal? Not even to mention the girl eating it shortly after?\" \n*Now that she said it out loud, she convinced herself to never try Kiba's ideas on 'bloody food.'*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would come to a sudden stop as Manon rambled on and on about Subaru's ideas, each one sounding worse than the last to the point where he'd simply put his hand on her shoulder and stare down at her with a purely neutral look.*\"Want my advice? If the man says he's going to go jump off a cliff, just let him do it and don't follow.\"*What that had to do with Manon's issues with Okapi trying to come up with different foods, it was anyone's guess. Okapi was always bringing up random sayings. Terrell clearly shouldn't bring up any sayings.\n\nHe'd move his hand away, resuming his walk as the wolf pups would begin to spread out further into the forest and out of his view. Terrell didn't seem too concerned about them getting lost. After all, he had his whistle still. Finally, he'd stop walking for a while, allowing himself a short break while he waited for the wolves to return. \n\nTerrell would let out a tired exhalation in exasperation, finally looking back at Manon as he'd rub a hand at the back of his neck.*\"I'm assuming you don't want to try it then?\"*He'd eventually ask her in all seriousness. The Elf wasn't sure if it was the blood that concerned her more or the image of her taking it from Subaru anytime they tried to eat. It was a ludicrous thought in his mind, but sooner or later, she was going to have to figure out some solution with her issues or just return to the forest and forever feed off animals.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She stopped as she felt Terrel grab onto her shoulder, her head turning to face him as he spoke. It was clear that she had no idea where that came from or what it had to do with anything. Even after Terrel had became walking, Manon just stood there as she parsed the information. She had no idea Okami wanted to jump off a cliff, or why he wanted to.*\n\n*It was enough to make her forget about the food conversation as she slowly caught up to Terrel, a grim look upon her face. Thankfully her expression changed when Terrel asked his next question, brining her back to the original conversation. She'd have to speak to Okami about it tomorrow.* \n\n\"Hmm, Oh right! I don't know. He wants to fill a cup with his blood so I can drink from it but that sounds awkward to me too. I've always just.. Bit? It's not like I want to bite him either, that wouldn't be very nice.\" *Trying to clear her name of any potential misconceptions.* \n\"I'll give some of his recommendations a try.\"\n *Now that they had stopped she checked her surroundings, maybe there was something here that was interest to Terrel.* \n\"Cozy little area.\" *She said softly.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would look over to her, muttering to himself:*\"Tell him not to do something, and he does it anyway.\"*The Elf supposed he wouldn't expect anything different from the reckless Kemonomimi. Instead, he would simply let out a quiet sigh and decide to find a place near a tree where he could sit by.*\"Whatever you think will work.\"*He'd finally say to her, coming to sit down against the tree and lean back on it. So long as it wasn't his issue to deal with, they could experiment all they want. It was only for the trips anyway.\n\nAt the mention of the area being cozy, he'd say back:*\"Don't get too comfortable unless you plan on staying out here.\"*Maybe it was a threat, maybe it was a suggestion, maybe it was him simply talking. However, she'd take it, Terrell would allow himself the time to relax for now anyway before they'd have to make their way back to town and start a whole other day of traveling. He wouldn't say he didn't enjoy it, but it did get exhausting at times just riding horseback and walking. At least now with the new steed, it should speed things up a bit so that he could get what he needed to get done in Albania.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I'd rather be back in the magical Ombu forests, I'd probably get hunted out here.\" \n*She always worried about something happening that caused aggression towards her. There had been plenty of times where someone died and had bite marks on their neck. The local doctors always threw Manon under the bus, even if they knew she was being helpful. Nobody gave the benefit of the doubt when it came to her. It happened a handful of times before she reached the expansive forests and from then on she simply remained. Occasionally entering Tunuar or Suimer for supplies such as clothing, or to deposit medicine.* \n\n*She held her hand over the stone underneath her, palm facing towards the rock. Most people would have found their third affinity for magic. Manon found her first two rather quickly, both expressed themselves in a similar way. When she was little she pressed her palm against a scrape she obtained from falling while playing. She cried and cried until an adult came but when she moved her hand there wasn't any wound to be seen. At first they scolded her, said \"You're crying wolf\" Until they learned it was Faith magic. Oh how her parents celebrated that night, a healer in the family. Nature started off the same way, holding her hand over a wilting flower and watched it return back to it's former beauty. The stone beneath her remained as unyielding as ever, not even a pebble moved.* \n\n\"Your wolves are having the time of their lives.\" *She said without lifting her head, maybe if she kept trying to move rock something would happen. She was keeping tabs on the three using her nature magic. So far there were only five signs of movement. The imprint she left on the world, Terrel, and 12 paws.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Nothing stopping you.\"*Terrell would say casually as she mentioned preferring to head back to OMB. He'd allow himself to lower a bit more onto the ground, until he had found himself laying flat on his back, staring up at the sky. His hair sat messily beneath him, spread out as if they were a bright pink blanket. It was times like this where his pointed ears were able to be seen more clearly, no longer obscured from view with the mess of his hair.\n\nHearing Manon mention his wolves having a good time, he'd respond back:*\"I figured they'd enjoy themselves out here.\"*It didn't seem like he questioned her ability to read the wolves when they weren't even here, having grown used to her tales of being able to hear animals. At this point, added range didn't sound as crazy anymore.*\n\n\"You know Manon...\"*He would begin, keeping his gaze focused on the sky.*\"Thinking back to all the travelers and healers I've met on the road. You... Are by far the worst of them.\"*The Elf would suddenly break off into a light chuckle. Thinking back to his old friends he's met while traveling, there were never so bad in his eyes. Sure they were strange in ways, but that was just them. Terrell supposed he was strange to some as well.*\"You stick around a lot more than them too though.\"*He'd add more thoughtfully as if thinking aloud.*\"No matter how upset you get with us...\"*The Elf would trail off.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Manon didn't say anything for a long time, she could feel her eyes water at his hurtful words. It's not like the group had sustained any injuries that required healing outside of the two. Both of which she healed with ease as well. She had been called a horrible healer before, those were by people she never met before. They had all assumed that she wasn't very good at it because she was a Vampire, always giving into her temptations or other rumors that had no base of truth. Hearing it come from someone she spent days with. She felt her chest hurt, a sinking feeling in her chest. She didn't know if she wanted to sob, to yell. She didn't know if she wanted to run or fight, she more alone with him than the forest she followed him to. She decided that she would uphold her end of the deal, to repay him for his work in the Ombu Forest. After... She didn't know.* \n\n*All the grass around Manon began to turn brown, not so much withered but dead and dry. The type of grass you would see in a forest fire more than poor weather conditions. They even gave off the scent of burning grass though the fire itself was absent. Her head looked around, more confused than anything at where the smell of a campfire was coming from. She hadn't sensed anyone in a fair distance around them, they should be alone.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell's nose would twitch a bit, at first catching a whiff of the odd smell in the air. At first, he'd shrug it off, figuring it was just like any other smell they came across in the woods. However, as it began to grow stronger, soon shifting to the smell of burning grass. He'd lift his head up, half expecting to see a forest fire, though upon not seeing anything from the position he was in, he would soon sit back up. At first his mind would drift to the wolf pups, glancing around a bit in knowing that they could have trailed further off. The scent could probably keep them at bay for a while if it was something bad, though he preferred them in view.\n\nHis gaze would shift over to Manon, soon gazing down towards the grass as it would start dying around her. It took him a moment to consider it. Was that where the burning smell was coming from? He'd slowly look up towards the Elf, seeing her just as confused.*\"Manon?\"*He'd question somewhat cautiously, shifting his gaze between her and the dying grass. Magic was such a finicky thing it seemed with her and soon enough Terrell would soon find himself standing back up in the even that the dying grass continued to spread.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She looked towards Terrel when he said her name. She expected more cruel words to flow from his mouth, maybe he thought she was just a freak like everyone to him as well. A pair of glowing red eyes looked down at Terrel, it was mostly a play of the moonlight and the fact that she was standing and he was not. It seemed to be enough to snap her out of current emotional turmoil though. Not only did the dried out half burning grass stop it's crawl outwards. It even began returning to it's natural state. This wouldn't be possible with nature magic alone but in combination with her faith magic she gave it life anew. It wasn't a very quick process, the spread of destruction was much faster than the slow rebirth. Granted with her mind pre-occupied with the conversation at hand she didn't pay attention to her feet, just on Terrel and the smell of burning grass.* \n\n\"I thought you were finished there, Do you have more hurtful words for me?\" *She said, not so much in a cold voice, but with a wounded one. The sound of stifled tears could be heard in her wavered voice.* \"Just tell me if you want me to leave, I get it.\" *Thought she didn't move, she wanted to stay with them for a while more. It was the most alone and the least alone she had felt in the six years of being a vampire.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would look at her in confusion, not really sure on what was said to suddenly get her like this, especially with jumping to random statements. 'He tells me not to do something and I do it anyway...' Terrell would think to himself, recalling Okapi suggesting that he simply stopped talking to her. Now he was just a hypocrite with what he uttered about Okapi earlier.\n\nSeeing the grass slowly returning to its normal state, Terrell figured whatever had caused her to initially react must have faded despite her words saying otherwise. She was so back and forth that even the grass seemed to show it.*\n\n\"Manon, you're going to have to catch me up here.\"*He'd say in his usual low tone.*\"Between whatever it was I said and the grass suddenly dying, I have no idea what's wrong.\"*Terrell considered telling her to calm down. Then again, that had never worked before, in fact seemingly made things worse. He wondered if it was too late to take Okapi's advice now, every word seemingly a minefield around the Vampires.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She looked down at her feet to see the grass being perfectly fine. She even went as far as to give Terrel a confused look at as well. What would she know about burning grass, she was looking for the source of it as well. She took a few steps away so she could better see the moon before speaking. Almost as if just looking at it was soothing in a way for her.* \n\n\"You and Okami both brought up how horrible of a healer I am. I feel like I'm just kidding myself at this point. Healing is the only thing that keeps me going, The only part of me I'm proud of anymore. What's the point if nobody else can see it though?\" \n*She pulled herself away from the moon to rejoin Terrel, this time she took a spot on the ground as well as she laid on her back. Her short black hair did not pool much like his.* \n\"As for burning grass, I don't see anything or know what you're talking about. Someone must have a campfire much further in, the wind probably blew it our direction.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would look at her dubiously, knowing full well the story of a campfire was far from true. Was she simply playing naive or did she actually not notice it? He wasn't too sure. His gaze would follow her as she'd walk over to him and lay back down, the Elf not feeling much in the mood to go back to relaxing after that. She mentioned the two of them calling her a bad healer which part of him found surprise in it. Was that really what she got so upset about?*\n\n\"Manon.\"*He'd begin, sounding exasperated before he'd catch himself and would begin speaking more in his normal monotone voice.*\"I don't know what Okapi said about you, but what I said was a *Joke*.\"*The Elf looked down at her, the outline of his pig mask resting in the center of the moon as a darkened shadow against it.*\"If a healer knows how to heal then they've done their job right and whatever else there may be to them, that's none of my business.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Tavern.\"*He'd say back bluntly, coming to a stop by a split in the pathway before eventually deciding in heading in one direction to find the tavern.*\"We'll get something to eat from there then stay for the night before setting off again. Should hopefully be making good progress in getting across this country if we keep moving each day.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ah, so Tavern hunting?\" *He asks whilst whipping up a small plan to... Satisfy some urges during the night, hopefully nobody would notice as his mouth twitched upwards slightly at the idea that his plan would come to fruition, and he'll be off scot-free, he can't wait.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Shouldn't be too hard to find one.\"*He'd say more casually. As they'd pass by a small stable, Terrel would find his gaze wandering towards it briefly. They could have probably gotten much further on horseback, but with Carl back at home they were more likely going to end up borrowing some or just purchasing some more.*\"You wouldn't happen to know how to ride a horse would you?\"*He'd ask Xylon, part of him figuring he'd already know the answer.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\". Uh... No, I haven't ridden a horse before\" *He said smiling sheepishly, he had never ridden a horse before, he attempted to, but his parents didn't think it was safe for him so he went through life without trying such a thing, he was curious though can't be that hard right?.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Do you want to?\"*He'd ask him, turning his head away from the stable as they passed it, the tavern soon coming into view as they'd round another building. Maybe grabbing some more horses won't be the worst idea. At least if they get to Chu faster, they'd have more time to rest before officially setting off into the desert.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes-\" *He answered almost too quickly, he'll have a means to get around quicker! Besides, it'll be an experience just like this journey he's on, the tavern closed in and Nylon opened the door for Terrell.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He'd let out a chuckle.*\"Alright. Maybe we can get a couple horses from the stable tomorrow and hope you don't get killed in the process of trying to ride them.\"*Terrel would say as he walked through the door Xylon held open. It seemed the tavern had quite a few patrons, but fortunately enough there were still some places for them to sit as Terrel would scope out a more secluded spot and would head towards it. Taking a seat in the booth, Terrel would lean back against the cushion with a tired sigh. Finally, the first time he could properly sit back since he had left Mentia.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I mean I could get trampled\" *He suggested sitting opposite of Terrell in their shared booth, he swung his legs back and forth still brewing the plan he'll hatch turning nightfall just hopefully Terrell is a deep sleeper and his feet are still light and soundproof, his stomach growled as he remembered he should've eaten. He fished out the bread Terrell gave him out of his sack and munched on them legs swinging.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"And I could end up getting kicked. Wouldn't want either one. Horses are timid creatures. Well mine is anyways. You'd need to know to handle them based on their personality. Which I'm not sure what we may be getting from the stables here being this close to the desert.\"*Terrel would explain, mildly gazing around the tavern while he waited for the waiter to come by.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Why would stables be in the hot dessert?\" *He inquired, he doesn't know how horses could survive out in the heat, his legs swung as he munched on the bread happily gazing around the tavern as well trying to find entertainment somewhere while he relays his plan and he'd set up the area before he initiates it, just hope Lady Luck is on his side.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"By the- That's amazing! Runes, you say? Guess I never looked into it much...\"\n*She marveled, rubbing her chin as an impressed smile took to her lips. Her guard slowly lowered in this relatively safe place, the exhaustion from her heightened awareness seeped into her bones, visibly deflating as she let out a long, deep sigh.*\n\"Gods, I hate the cold...\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I've learned a lot about it in Praia. That and well... This book I got from there. Once you start enchanting, can hardly stop.\"*He said with a light chuckle. Terrell watched the growing fire for a while, his attention only shifting back to the Kemonomimi as she brought up the cold weather. He had to admit, it did slow up travel a lot, both horseback and what energy they could expend to keep going when the weather wasn't in their best interest. Still though, he tended to prefer the cooler weather if not for the sake of watching from the warmth of the indoors. But he could see that probably wasn't same for his companion. Terrell shifted closer to her, gently pressing up against the Kemonomimi to give off some warmth to her alongside the fire.*\"It'll pass soon.\"*He said.*\"If we're lucky, the warmer months will arrive before we get too far north.\"*Terrell figured with the days that passed, there was only so much time left before the heat returned anyway.*\"Until then, maybe I can find something around the house to make traveling a bit easier.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Maybe it was the presence of the pack, but Ikehara couldn't help but rub her head against Terrel's shoulder, her ears flattening gently. She had come to rely on the elf, his cool demeanour able to put her at ease even during the worst of times. While she was mostly unflappable, even she had her low points.*\n\"To think, you were the first person I'd had a decent conversation with after leaving home...\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell allowed his head to rest atop hers for the time being, unable to stop the smile forming on what could be seen of his face.*\"Was I the only person you had conversation with or am I just a good conversationalist?\"*He asked her in a joking tone. Terrell allowed himself to go lax with the weight of travel behind them for now. There was always more to do tomorrow, but for now they could enjoy each other's company in a much warmer atmosphere. He rather enjoyed it.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh ok, are you a light sleeper by any chance?\" *He could've said it more subtly but he didn't want to beat around the bush much right now, he needed a clear cut answer and he might as well be blunt besides its not like Terrel knows of his plan or what it is, hopefully he says no and he can start arranging their room accordingly so he'll be swift and have no possible way of getting caught in the night.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would glance at Nylon through narrowed slits, hidden behind his mask.*\"Whatever you plan to do, I'll turn the other way for the night.\"*He'd gradually get up from his seat. That seemed about as much as an answer he was going to get as the Elf would turn away to head towards the bar to purchase a room before soon returning to Nylon.*\"Be back before dawn. We ride out in the morning as soon as we can get you situated with a new horse.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I'll be quick, you won't even know i left.\" *He promised, at least he won't have problems with Terrel finding out about his secret plan, though he's still nervous about it.*\n\n*He's been able to work off heists before but this is a new area, he won't know the terrain and doesn't know many hiding spots and quick getaways when things get a little too rough, he'll have to wing it if he wants to satisfy his kleptomanic urges and actually live to tell the tale though he doesn't think he'll be telling anyone about this crimes yet, hopefully he won't end up with a missing leg.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Right...\"*He'd say skeptically, soon turning away to head up to the room with the expectation of Nylon coming with before he headed out for the night.*\"Leave whatever you need in the room. I'll be staying here for the night.\"*The Elf would say, coming up to the door of the room and opening it up for him.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"You got a spare room? What, expecting guests?\"\n*She chuckled dryly, raising a brow at the mild absurdity of this house. Her eyes wandered around the pack, cycling through their names again, settling on the Chief. You could tell he was their elder, with how he carried himself - despite the visible excitement from reuniting with his old master, it seemed.*\n\"Not a bad idea. The sun will drop soon, anyway.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Came with the house.\"*He said back with a look of amusement. The Sinai gradually got up from where he sat, the wolves idly shuffling around his legs to avoid accidentally getting stepped on. He offered a hand down to her.*\"Got to be glad it did. Wouldn't want to be sleeping on the couch, hm?\"*He asked. Terrell supposed she made a fair point. There was hardly reason for the extra addition if it were just him and the wolves returning home by the end of the day. He supposed it made it all the more fortunate when guests did come over whenever that may happen. However, he spent so much time traveling, that he hadn't really thought of it much.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Not fussed either way. Glad to sleep in a decent bed, though it's probably dusty... Lead the way, o' head of the pack.\"\n*She took his hand and pulled herself to her feet, laughing as she teased him; avoiding stepping on any tails in the sea of mottled white.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Guess the dust beats the snow.\"*He thought aloud with a grin, leading the way in stepping over the resting wolves. Terrell took a moment to envision the dark house, continuing along a path of familiar layout until he could eventually navigate his way to the stairs. A few of the younger wolves curiously followed after them as he continued along up the narrow stairway until he eventually made his way to the top where a more open area sat. Just beyond it were a few rooms. Two of which to be assumed for guests if not storage, but from the light streaming in through the windows of each, it seemed that were all well furnished enough to have a bed at least. He showed her into one of them, mainly chosen at random, but by any's fortune it seemed to have a nice view of the fenced off land where the horses roamed, continuing onward until only the taiga forest could be seen stretching on for miles.*\"I believe this should be suitable for a night, wouldn't you say?\"*He jested, deciding to stay by the doorway in allowing her to get settled for the time being.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*He goes inside and runs towards the nearest bed, putting down his sack and goes through it for a moment and taking out miscellaneous items from inside, when he was satisfied he grabs more bread and just eats.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would head inside more calmly, eventually falling back on the bed and drawing in the comfort from the much softer bedding. For a while, he'd lay like that, dozing in the gradually dying sunlight while his roommate continued preparing for whatever heist he was about to pull.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He eventually finished his snack and prepared himself for the heist, though firstly he put the last loaf he had on Terrel's bedside table before he left the room and started sneaking around the tavern and went out the door into the night.*\n\n*He came back in the room through the window instead of through the tavern and the door to the room, he clutched his prize tightly and puts it in his sack and hid it under his bed praying the owner didn't see him and identified him he crashed into bed and immediately slept once his head hit the comfy pillow, the stress of sneaking about caused him to be terribly exhausted and now it's time to shut off the light.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would open his eyes into narrowed slits as Nylon would walk out the room, staring after him for a while. Eventually, he'd turn away, moving to get more comfortable on his bed for the night as it drew on for a while. Terrell was never sure when the Raccoon came back that night, but as the simple rays of sunlight would fall down on his face, he'd catch sight of Nylon sleeping in bed.*\"Time to get up.\"*He'd say with a yawn, stretching out under the covers before he'd eventually get out of bed.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Five more minutes..\" *He muttered and mushed his face unto the pillow, he doesn't want to wake up just yet and doesn't have plans to wake up for at least another 5 hours but before he drifted off again he remembered what Terrel told him and jolted awake* \"Horse riding lessons let's go-\" *He stands with new found energy and is in the process of dragging Terrel towards the door though he's having a little trouble* \"Cmon cmon! The faster you wake up the faster we get to our destination.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would gradually get up from his bed, going grab his cloak and putting it back on only to find himself being grabbed for an ineffective attempt at getting him to move faster. He'd simply glance back at Nylon, not moving from where he was.*\"With energy like that you might not even need a horse.\"*He'd say in partial tease, finally getting up to head towards the door.*\"We still need to grab breakfast before we go.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"What do you think they have for breakfast here?\" *He asks whilst fixing his shoe and one leg hopping towards the door sack already obtained, when he got the boot fixed he ran out to the tavern's main area and sat in a booth awaiting his morning meal before they head out further into the desert legs swinging in excitement.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes I'm sure this place has breakfast.\"*He'd say in an exasperated tone, giving one final stretch before he'd grab his bag and head out the door. The Elf would make his way down to the main area, taking a seat across from the raccoon before waiting for the waiter to come over and take their orders. Terrell would request a simple platter of pancakes, figuring that it'll hold him over for the rest of the morning. The next city would be quite a bit of walking distance, but at least they could keep near the river for majority of the trek there.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "Myhan panted as he turned the street leading to the alley, grimacing as he clutched the side of his chest.\n\nShit, his old wound was acting up. It had slowly gotten better over the years, and somehow finding a sense of purpose with his barony had done wonders for his well being- his spirits felt lighter, his limbs more limber, and even his scarred lung was giving him less trouble then before, but it seems that this particular impromptu foot sprint had agitated it.\n\nAt the very least Cuo made it easy with her crude use of mana, or his heart might just have burst from the strain of going on a wild goose chase.\n\nNarrowing his eyes as he scanned the alleyway, he sensed something oddly familiar. Was Cuo here? What shortcut would lead her to here in the first place?\n\nHe took a slow step in. And then he felt it. \n\nA dark Miasma expunged from a figure in the middle of an number of supplies laid there. Sowing the winds with a foul taint that might as well have been a hurricane to Myhan's senses. He was not that proficient at detecting magic, really- not like Sirdan, but he was a spiritbinder who knew death magic and the currents of emotion might as well have been a hurricane of turmoil to him.\n\nWhat was going on?\n\nHis brow furrowed further as he took another step. And another.\n\nAs his footfall quickly hastened, he opened his mouth.\n\n\"Cuo? You there?\" He stated, cleanly but with the slightest hint of hesitation."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As soon as Mahan opened his mouth, the mage's head turned towards him like a doll in a horror movie. Her usually cheerful eyes were a now almost a pitch black, burning with hate. CUO stood up much more quickly than she's ever moved, and expressed her emotion by gathering it into a sphere of red-hot flames, thrusting it to Mahan and preparing to engulf him with the fury of hell-*\n\n\"Oh, Mahan.\"\n\n*As soon as she realized who it was and what he was carrying though, the flames immediately died out and her expression returned to normal with a sniffle and seemingly tears in the corner of her eyes.*\n\n\".... That was mean.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "The old commander felt a old tingle of danger down his spine upon Cuo's initial gaze, and did bend his knees reflexively as Cuo conjured a malicious ball of fire, taken aback but ready to subdue her if needed-\n\nAnd she saw all the energy leave her being leaving behind a frail, saddened girl underneath those layers of smouldering hate.\n\nMyhan stood there for a moment, watching her wallow in sorrow with not even rats and bugs wanting to keep her company before he sighed, marching over.\n\nShe would feel the warmth of a massive palm gently patting her on the back, somehow soothing despite the immense strength clearly contained within it, as the giant crouched low beside her.\n\n\"It was.\" He admitted sincerely and solemnly \"I'm sorry.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The sniffles soon turn to tears as CUO was patted, the well of emotion overflowing and uncontained. She kept her head down as it eventually turned to sobs as Mahan used his words to comfort her.*\n\n\"P-please don't do anything like that again-\"\n\n*CUO seemed to be making a fuss over a seemingly small prank; those who were more attentive would then deduce that it probably wasn't the first time she experienced this. Indeed, years ago, she had fallen victim again and again, growing cautious, then letting her guard down to fall victim again.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Yep. We going?\"\n*The okamimi returned, sitting opposite the doorway with her crossbow. The limb undone, she was tinkering with one of the screws that tightened the mechanism, small flecks of grease on her fingertips. She slowly wound the piece back up, pulling the string taught again and resting it on her hip again, getting up and meeting him by the door.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yeah.\"*He said at her approach.*\"But wanted to show you something first.\"*The Sinai gave a light tilt of his head before turning off to head back the way he came. At least there wasn't a lot to pack back up with them just arriving so to any's luck, they'd be able to reach the next town by nightfall.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "Myhan sighed as he continued to pat her back. \"I won't.\" He state simply. He should have known better, really. But realistically speaking, hindsight was 20/20- he knew that she had been ill treated, but he could scarcely predict that such an obvious prank would be taken so poorly. Cuo's naivety and trauma ran deeper than he could have anticipated- there was simply too much about her history that he didn't know.\n\nWell, now he knew. He knew better, he would do better, and he would do her right for this. But first...\n\n\"Where's Garuda, anyway?\" He murmured, eyeing around her for any sign of a crow."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*CUO nodded as she wiped away her tears. She knew that Mahan probably didn't mean it; no matter how many times Garuda called him a sweaty elephant, he was a nice sweaty elephant. It was her that was hurt by it. No matter how many times it was done 'in good fun', CUO couldn't help but feel terrible, humiliated and alone every time.*\n\n*Sniffle* \"She's here.\"\n\n*CUO extended her hand, and a magical circle formed on it. Out popped Garuda the raven, who walked over to CUO's shoulder.*\n\n\"I dismissed her earlier because I wanted to be alone.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I see. Mind if I borrow her for a bit? I've got a quick question.\"\n\nIf she agreed, he would then beckon the crow over by raising his own hand for her to perch on with a jump's distance, before drawing Garuda closer to his face and slightly turning his body away for a touch of privacy.\n\n\"...What happened on your end while I was trying to track her, away?\" He whispered as he side-eyed Cuo."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Garuda would oblige, hopping onto Mahan's finger as it was more than big enough to support her.*\n\n\"She ran through a crowd of people, and everyone backed away from her. I tried talking to her, but she told me to shut up, and dismissed my bird form. She didn't listen to me with my mental words either. No matter how much power I have, she *Is* The Spirit binder.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"...That was her reaction to being pranked, huh?\" The titan muttered."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "G-\"I think it's the realization that she had been pranked. I don't think she saw it as a playful thing. Rather, she saw it as being made fun of, for being too gullible to believe such a ridiculous lie. She would complain to me about her life almost daily about stuff like this. And when it happens this often, it's not just fun little pranks.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I see.\" Myhan closed his eyes, kneading his brow with the back of his other hand. \"...Then I suppose going forward, I'll have to be upfront, honest... While not being inconsiderate. Enough drops can form a sea- and there are only so many small thing that one can tolerate without becoming an bigger issue... And so it seems that Cuo has long reached her limit.\"\n\nHe turns back towards Cuo, and then returns to Garuda.\n\n\"I'll start with a small apology. Is there any gift she might appreciate?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yeah. She's had like 2 friends back in Run. And one of them was her teacher. It's safe to say that she's constantly on the knife's edge. I'd get her...\"\n\n*Garuda seemed to be thinking for quite a while before turning back to Mahan.*\n\n\"I can think of food, particularly sweets, or maybe a nice book.\n\n*Meanwhile, CUO is breathing deeply, trying to calm herself down.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"I'd feel better having them come along. Last thing I'd want is them to freeze or get hunted by something in these woods.\"\n*She shrugged, eyeing the pair of steeds worriedly as she whistled for her own. He trotted closer, taking a few tentative steps towards the bundle of predators at the front of the sled.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Then we shall bring them with.\"*He says, tying Carl's lead to the side of the sled so that the horse would be able to keep at their side when they traveled. Unlike a typical toboggan, the sled was built more like a dog sled, offering a proper handle to hold onto while standing at the back as well a place to sit down at in the front with the tied leads of all the wolves pulling just ahead of it. Terrell kept the horse's lead at the side of the handle, soon waiting for Kerala to do the same.*\"Next stop Albania. A pretty popular place in the mainland I hear.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"They got snow down there? I've heard things about Salvainia, mostly good... Their emperor seems like an interesting man, though.\"\n*She mused at the mention, tying the lead slack and giving her horse a pat; whispering their plans and for him to follow. Settling in the seat in front, she twisted around to watch Terrel, clicking her tongue and nodding.*\n\"Take me places, driver!\"\n*A small smirk crawled up her face, giving the closest wolf a ruffling of ears and an encouraging bark.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Definitely a lot of snow around this time of year, but with our luck, the worst of it should be gone by the time we get there.\"*He said, leaning on the handle bars at the back. Terrell eyed Kerala as she took a seat at the front, giving an amused shake of his head in response, before standing more upright.*\"To Albania!\"*He called out.*\"Belau!\"*The Elf says in his native tongue. The wolves turned tail, scrambling forwards with Chief to guide them into coordination at the front. Gradually, the sled began to move forward, forcing the horses to move along as it picked up speed. The wolves headed for the open gate, racing forwards until they eventually surpassed it in a bout of speed. Terrell let out a low laugh, his cloak flapping wildly as the wind of their departure picked up. Though the twos final destination remained uncertain, Terrell was sure Kerala would grow to enjoy Albania much like he had in time.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"What's pancakes?\" *He inquires, he just asked for a suprise food to be brought to him, he hasn't heard of something called pancakes in his life which isn't surprising he doesn't know much things about the outside besides the general things he had stumble upon, he's still excited about the horse riding lessons but now he's overcome with curiosity.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would look at the younger Elf quizzically, wondering if he should be surprised or not that he didn't even know what pancakes were.*\"It's like flat bread that can sweetened with the right topping to it.\"*He'd explain, deciding to simplify it the best he could.*\"You can have one, if you think you can eat it all.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Ooh really?\" *He's curious on what this pancake tastes like and even more curious on what exactly it looks like* \"I'll probably have to eat whatever i ordered first though, i did ask for a suprise so maybe it could be a pancake\" *He grins, he's not backing down from a challenge though his legs swing in excitement at the prospect, what could this pancake offer him?*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Don't get too excited for it. It's just sweet bread.\"*He'd say more casually. As time would pass, eventually the waiter would come out with each of their separate platters, offering up some syrup alongside it. With the waiter being there, the Elf would ask for some coffee to go along with it. It was going to be a long day ahead of them.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Lucky for him this mystery food fits the description of pancake, he rubs his hands in anticipation poured the syrup on it for good measures and took a bite of this elusive sweetbread, his pupils dilated and he smiles* \"...I want more of this\" *He said with a mouthful then continues to eat the pancake, savoring its flavour and his legs swing happily.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As the waiter left, Terrell would begin pouring syrup atop the stacks of pancakes he had ordered, soon taking a bite from it. He had to admit, the taste was something he always found favorable, but he wouldn't match the Raccoon's excitement for it when the Elf could get some anytime they visit a tavern.*\"Don't get too used to it, we're going to be on the road for a while once we leave the country.\"*He'd say.*\"Probably won't be as many taverns around either.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Then i shall say goodbye to this... Masterpiece of a food, and bid it a tearful farewell\" *He says feigning sadness, though he's still bummed that he won't be eating pancake more often he quickly turned normal afterwards* \"So how are we gonna find a horse around here exactly\" *He asks, had already finished his food legs still swinging as he awaited an answer from the taller elf.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would take another bite from the pancakes, soon finding a mug of coffee being placed down next to him while he ate.*\"We'll go visit the stables we passed by earlier after a quick restock trip through the marketplace. I'm sure they'll be willing to part with a couple horses granted enough gold.\"*He'd say.*\"Hopefully Carl would enjoy the extra company if the pair survive where we're heading long enough.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He nods with the answer peering through a window waiting for Terrell to finish his breakfast, the sun is brightly shown through the glass as he plays eye spy with himself, it's nice not being alone anymore at least but this game of eye spy is a tad boring he doesn't want to bother Terrel whilst he was eating though so he'll have to find something else as entertainment, he rubs his left hand anxiously when he remember's his heist last night.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He'd eventually finish his pancakes, grabbing the mug to take a long sip of the coffee before letting out a quiet sigh.*\"Alright, let's go.\"*He'd say, slinging the bag over his shoulder and placing down a handful of silver before he'd stand up and head off to the door.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh yeah\" *He broke out of his trance and followed Terrel out the door out in the burning sunlight on the bright day, he slightly squinted and pulled on his hood to get out of the sun and not get himself blind by the sun, he skips along the terrain jumping over rocks and avoiding small cracks on the ground, he wondered what will happen during this horse riding lesson will it be good or bad? He'll just have to depend on luck if he wants to successfully ride a horse without getting trampled... Yeah he just jinxed himself.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*With Nylon running on ahead, the Elf would redirect their route to heading back towards the marketplace. It wasn't hard to find the food stall that they had visited before. This time, he found himself grabbing extra food and spices to go along it. It was mainly vegetables and other snacks, but they were much easier to keep fresh in comparison to meat. Besides with only one of them eating it anyway, it was just a waste of money at the end of day. He'd fill up the bags as much as he could, part of him glad that they'll be having horses to carry more stuff with, but for now, he'll have to show Nylon had to ride a horse well enough to not get lost on the route. With a gesture towards the Raccoon, the Elf would continue on down towards the stables, a few horses seen grazing in the field the closer they got to it.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Back to the room. She's going to get bigger than I am if she keeps eating like that, and not in a good way. In case you thought I would get jealous.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Of what, crow?\" Mahan snorted though his smile remained. \"Anyway, tell her later that I'm sorry for interrupting her study session like that-oh and if she needs help with Death magic and anything relating to the spiritual discipline my doors are always open. I shan't bother you folks any further anyhow, I've got other things I must be attending to.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh, I guess I haven't unleashed my full form yet huh? Maybe you'll see it eventually. Right now I'm just Cuo with a different personality.\"\n\n*Garuda let out a tch at Myhan's snort, clearly a light jab back at him.*\n\n\"I'm sure she's got the hang of it. I may have taught her how to do it, but I actually never learned it myself; only the theory. Anyway, I'll be off.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"See you then.\" Mahan sighed, before he makes his own way out of the alley. He would return to the coffee shop another time, there were other matters he had to attend to."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*He gazes at the horses towering over him as they crossed the stables, he tilts his head at one curious on how he'll survive this task then again it's just riding a horse it's not gonna be that hard it'll be smooth sailing! ...He'll keep a safe distance just to be safe though.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Wait here.\"*He'd say, once they'd reach the gate. The Elf would turn away to head inside the stable area, taking the time to speak with the man at the front desk. It seemed like he was gone for several minutes or so before he'd finally reappear within the open fields, leading a horse over towards the gate that he left Nylon at. The horse seemed to be not as broad as the ones typically bred to carry extra cargo, making him the perfect size for simple riding. Its fur was dark black coloring, it's eyes quite similar as the steed would let out a huff of air in eyeing the much shorter Elf.*\"We'll see how you do with him.\"*The Elf would say, rubbing at the horse's neck with a gloved hand.*\"He's supposed to be gentler with new riders, so shouldn't be as hard for you to get used to. You can go ahead and climb over. I asked for a test run before purchasing them.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"This is... Gonna be fun\" *He looks over at the horse, he did say the horse was gentler to new riders and he's definitely new so what's the harm? He's definitely not gonna get jittery now, he climbs over though almost falling but managing to get on the horse.* \n\n\"Uhm good horse?\" *He grins sheepishly, he gotten this far it wouldn't be getting harder from here on out he's confident in that.* \n\n\"This won't backfire on me would it?\" *He turns to Terrel.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"As long as you don't scare them it'll be fine.\"*He'd answer, letting go of the lead as Nylon managed to hop on.*\"Whenever you want the horse to move forward, just give him a light kick to the side and he'll start walking. Use the reigns to help steer them. You can try trotting around the field if you want just try not to get yourself killed while I go get myself a horse.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Several minutes had passed before any sign of a return came. The faint sounds of pawsteps could be heard nearing her as the trio of wolves would make their way back over to her. They had seemed to have grown so large by now in the several days that had passed. Perhaps it had been weeks by now looking back at it. Floof would sniff at her, eventually giving her a playful lick on the face to get her attention while the sibling duo would prod at her with their snouts. The Elf would make his way over to them soon after as he stood over to her, a childish grin on his face.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She flinched from the sudden lick across her face. Her eyes slowly opening as the adorable Floor was standing in front of her. Slowly she sat up, her back pressing firmly against the tree. She scratched underneath Floor's jaw while calling him a cutie in beast tongue. Once Terrell walked over she stood up and faced him, half expecting some type of directions on what she was supposed to do. She wasn't sure if she should be concerned about the grin or if it was simply because he loved speaking to animals as much as she did.* \n\n\"Sometimes I think you like talking to Floor more than I did.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Funny of you to say that. I think Floof makes a good conversationalist.\"*He'd say as he'd lower his hand to pat the wolf only to find said hand to be taken over by the sibling duo as they'd nuzzle at it.*\"I think the three of us have come to an understanding... Well after five promises to take them hunting later... And fight training and... Well we came to an understanding eventually.\"*The Elf would let out an exasperated sigh at the thought. The year of them going without speaking must have made their list of demands longer as time went on.*\"I think they should practice listening to someone else. I won't be there with them after we leave them at a friends place and I'd rather make sure they know I'm not the only one they should listen to.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Are you implying that you didn't know these things before?\" *It was pretty obvious where she was going to go with this. From their first interaction Terrell said he had a good understanding of what Floor required. She had taken the standpoint that without actually conversing it would just be assumptions and speculations. She didn't finish her point though as she kneeled down once more to pet Floor on top of his head.*\n\n\"He's a very considerate one.\" *She paused for a few moments, trying to understand what he was implying.* \n\n\"I'm not entirely sure what you mean, you want me to... Give orders?\" *For some reason the thought of this request was strange to her. A week ago, if someone said Terrell was going to ask her for help training his wolves again. She would've laughed and saw it as a joke.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"In my defense. I couldn't speak wolf.\"*He'd say with a chuckle. It was strange how different things had become between him thinking Manon crazy for having a full out conversation with Floof to now doing the exact same himself. Maybe he was just as crazy now coming to think of it.\n\nIn her confusion in his request for her to command his pups, he would merely give a nod to confirm her question.*\"Preferably without the whole magic animal talking thing. I doubt they'd be able to do the same to communicate with them.\"*He'd say.*\"Plus it would be a complicated thing to explain.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Manon nodded before standing in front of the pup. She gave a dramatic clearing of her throat before opening her mouth. No words came out as she soon realized she hasn't spoken to animals using common tongue for so long. She spoke as if the animals were of a foreign language.* \"Can. You. Sit?\" *She announced every syllable to the wolves. She had a feeling she sounded ridiculous.* \n\n\"Sorry, Terrell. Kinda like moving branches, speaking in beast tongue is natural as well. This is surprisingly hard for me.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The wolves would stare up at her, keeping where they were as they tried to process what she was saying to them. Terrel would give a light shake of his head, his once childish grin fading to a more lopsided one in his realization that she really didn't know how to switch between the two ways of speaking.*\"They only need one word and that's the command.\"*He'd say, kneeling down to be able to pat at the wolves while he waited for Manon to give it another try.*\"Don't ask them. Simply tell them and they'll figure it out.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She nodded her head to Terrell before looking down at the three wolves. Taking a deep breath in before issuing a command to the three.* \n\n\"Sit.\" *She said firmly before added a softer, kinder.* \"Please.\" \n*She turned her head back to Terrell, looking for some type of approval in his actions. She kneeled down so she could pet each wolf on the top of their heads. First starting with Floor as he was the one she was most comfortable with. Giving his face plenty of love before moving onto Angel. For him, she was a lot softer when it came to petting. Finally, she turned to Blur, first she extended her hand so she could sniff. She knew that this one was the most wary of the vampire, and she respected that maybe she just wouldn't want to be touched.* \n\"Did you bring any treats for them?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Floof would happily lower his rear to the ground, seemingly catching on more easily than the other two. Ansel and Blur would continue watching her as she came down to their level, Ansel closing his eyes against the patting while Blur would simply lower her head as the Vampire drew her hand near and gave a light sniff at it. Terrel would nod at her question of him bringing any treats, reaching to his cloak to give her the pouch of Jerky.*\"Only give it to Floof for listening.\"*He'd say.*\"The same goes for the attention giving too.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"AAAAA? But they get so sad if only one of them gets attention though.\" *She puffed her cheeks out before standing tall once more, her gaze downcast onto the pups. Without a word she turned around and began walking away. She figured speaking in common tongue would be simpler if she wasn't looking at the wolves when she spoke. As she took around 20 steps away she yelled*\n\n\"Come!\" *She was surprised on how authoritative she sounded when issuing the command in common tongue. She listened for the sound of paws surging forward, but her magic would tell her the info she needed before her ears did. Hopefully they kept their promises to Terrell.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Can't teach them anything if you reward them for doing nothing.\"*He'd say before watching her walk off. His wolves would stare after her as well, more so out of curiosity only for their ears to raise up as she yelled the command to them.\n\nFloof would eagerly bound forward, knowing the training well enough on his own to be able to get what she wanted him to do. Blur would follow behind him, deciding it was best to follow the older wolf with his better knowledge. Ansel would merely follow behind, moving at a much slower pace than the two others as he'd eventually join them. The three would stare up at her, tails wagging slowly expectation.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She turned around and kneeled once more at the three pups who managed to follow her command. Petting each one at a time as she looked up at Terrell. She wasn't sure if this was adequate training. Maybe he wanted her to continue, but there was something she couldn't shake her mind about. These three knew that Terrell and Manon could speak animal. Granted they probably didn't know Terrell's was temporary, and Manon's was not.* \n\n\"Do you think they're only listening because we're here. Like, specifically us? They know we can understand them now, but whoever you leave them with won't.\" \n\n*Maybe she was giving these three too much credit on their intelligence, she knew how cunning animals can be after years of communicating.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel took a moment to think about it. Maybe they were, though by now he could only hope they knew enough of the commands to be able to listen when someone else gives them. At least someone trustable enough if Kibaru really believed that this person could handle three wolves.*\"Not sure.\"*He'd say, holding a hand out to which would cause Floof to glance over and happily pace back over to the Elf.*\n\n\"We'll just have to hope for the best with them.\"*He'd say, giving the wolf a pat on the head.*\"At least I know Floof will keep an eye on them if anything happens. Isn't that right Floof?\"*He'd ask him. The Elf would hold his hand out to which the wolf would place his paw on to allow Terrel to shake it. \n\nThe Elf's face lit up at this, soon alternating hands as Floof would shake either one with his paw. A chuckle left him as he'd scratch the wolf behind his ear.*\"I'll miss em while we're gone.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Manon walked over to Terrell before placing her hand against the top of his head as she recast beast speak onto him. It was unfortunate that she couldn't give it to him forever, she only saw him smile when he was around these three anyway. At least for as long as they tolerated her company, she could reapply the spell for him.* \n\n\"I hope they'll keep their end. I enjoy seeing them happy. I guess I enjoy seeing you happy as well, though that's far more uncommon.\" \n\n*It probably sounded as if she was teasing him, but that wasn't the case this time. For now, it seemed best to just enjoy this time with her companion or friend. She still wasn't sure on which they were, it depended on the day.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He snorted at her comment, figuring himself able to show happiness more often without the mask covering most emotion. Though with the Vampiress around, he supposed he did tend to act more serious especially with her shifting moods and the tasks he had to typically get done even when she was around.*\n\n\"If I was happy everywhere I went, you should be concerned.\"*The Elf would joke back soon looking up at her as she'd reapply the spell again. It was always temporary for him and yet, in the few minutes he had, it felt like the first time he could truly get to meet his own pets.*\"I think we've come to an understanding.\"*He'd say in a reassurance as he'd stand up in time for the other two pups to make their way over.*\"That's enough training for today.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Maybe at the start, It's nice to see you smile sometimes. I didn't think it was possible giving... Me, I suppose.\" *She didn't linger around to see what sort of expression he would make. Instead, she began walking towards where she thought the camp was. In her defense she had no idea which way they originally left, all she knew was they were on 'this side' of the creek.* \n\n\"Sorrel.\" *She blurted out suddenly. She found their footprints from earlier, and she wanted along the start of the tree line.* \"For your forth pup, I think Sorrel is a lovely name.\" *She clarified to Terrell, She had a close friend named Sorrel. They were friends since before Manon found her faith magic. The only one who was there from the start.* \"I think it could work for both genders.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Part of him found the statement confusing. It was never so much the person he smiled to over the situation. He could smile to a person he hated in the heat of trying to kill them, though it wouldn't be necessarily a good thing. With Manon suddenly turning and heading off, Terrel would follow after her as they began heading back to the camp. His pups would bound after him, soon coming to walk at his side once they were finally able to catch up.\n\nHe'd shift his gaze down to her as she suddenly blurted out the name, a look of confusion passing over him.*\"Sorrel?\"*Only once she explained it being the new wolf's name would he think back to when he said she could choose the name of the new wolf pup. He supposed he could admire that she had been thinking about it since then and, in doing so, the Elf would let out a quiet chuckle.*\"Sorrel it is then.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"You might need to lead the way, I don't know where I'm going to be honest.\" *She began to follow the footsteps, it was the least she could do at the moment. Maybe it would lead her back to camp, or they could possibly just get lost. She figured Terrell would stop her if she went off course though. It probably would've been more detrimental to him than to the vampires, after all she lived in woods anyway.* \n\n\"If I ever learn how to bless an object with magic, would you like one that allows you to speak to animals? Or should I keep the crazy talk to myself?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would move forward a bit to catch up with her, coming to walk at the Vampiress' pace as he'd continue on the path they were already on.*\"Not too far from here.\"*He'd say, angling his head to the path while continuing on the trail.*\n\n*He'd listen to her asking him if he'd want an object blessed with the ability to speak to animals. She could bless objects? The Elf did suppose some magic had its perks, this one seemingly allowing permanent ability to speak with the animals.*\"I wouldn't mind it.\"*He'd say in a more thoughtful tone as if considering always being able to talk to animals. The Elf wondered if removing the object would turn it off just as easily. It would have at least been a better help for Manon seeing as she wasn't completely sure how to properly speak to animals without magic.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'll do my best to find out if such a thing is possible. I'm not entirely sure if I can though.\" *Manon continued to move forward until they finally reached their camp. First she walked over to her things and began to pack them up neatly into a bag. It was very unlikely that they would rest here again. A part of her wondered what meal Okapi would make for them today, hopefully he wouldn't try and trick them into eating meat or anything. Maybe she should hide the meat just in case.* \n\n\"I had fun, except for. Being snatched from my sleep.\" *She said while she dug up her umbrella, dusting the dirt from the handle before holding it against her shoulder.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would come to the edge of the camp, leaning against one of the trees around the area as he watched Manon.*\"If you don't want to get snatched from your sleep, don't sleep so heavily. Your magic attacks would have only done so much if a group came and just carried you off without you knowing. Could have ended waking up somewhere completely random.\"\n\n*With that he'd turn his head away a bit, seemingly going back to his earlier watch of the horizon while the others had been sleeping. His wolves would gradually walk back into the camp, sniffing around as if expecting a new scent to fill the air.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Or just find another way to not scare me.\" *She walked over to the elf before sitting beside him. She didn't really know what else to do, she lost her basket along the road, so picking plants didn't seem all too worth her while anymore. Maybe a few for a snack but nothing worth selling until she obtained a new one once they reach the city.* \n\n\"Suppose we wait for our reckless Okapi to wake up from his sleep, don't we?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "The Ursinoid found herself stalking through the forests of Kadho, hunting for something to eat. She wasn't too hungry yet, but it would take time to catch and prepare something. Thankfully, now that spring was finally here, the trees and plants had regained much of their green leaves and colorful flowers. While Sonja was by no means small, it still made hunting that much easier than it might have been otherwise.\n\nBut as the large Beastkin carefully moved through the trees, being sure not upset any plants or leaves, a strangely similar sent caught her attention! She paused, sniffing the her for a moment, before turning in the direction it seemed to have drifted from. Surely it couldn't be what she thought it was, right? Determined to get to the bottom of this, Sonja temporarily abandoned her quest for food, instead pursing this strange smell that had piqued her interest."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Besides the grass and faint smells of prey items, a pair of very distinguished, yet distant scents wafted on the wind. Vague as they were, the general idea was easy to pick of what these things were. What smelled of produce and metal, and another that smelled like blood, scales, and leather. Only shortly did she has to travel before she came across what mightve been believed to be the source of the smells. \n\nThere was a huge... Ass... *Dragon*. Just, laying in the grass, sleeping away. While it was already abnormal and quite frightening for such a beast to be sleeping out here, there is another thing that blatantly stood out; a leather saddle strapped over its back. Looked to be handcrafted, with all sorts of designs etched into the Hide exterior. Strangely, the beast seemed to be alone out here... Though surely the rider wasn't far off, and by the smells, she was already here."}, {"from": "human", "value": "As the Ursinoid huntress laid eyes on the massive scaly beast, she froze in place. What the heck was that?! It looked totally foreign to Sonja, who had never heard of dragons before, let alone seen one in person. Not wanting to take her chances with this particularly tough looking creature, the Beastkin bear was about to call it quits and return to her previous scavenging. But something caught her attention: the saddle.\n\nApparently, the imposing monster was domesticated? Sonja found that hard to believe, but it seemed they weren't alone. Yes, that familiar scent was stronger here. Perhaps they were even this beast's rider? How curious.\n\nKeeping a watchful brown eye on the sleeping dragon, the Ursinoid took a moment to separate these strange scents. There was fresh grass, scales, leathers, blood... Perhaps the monster had had a meal and was passive for the moment? Sonja could only hope. Then, she smelled it again! She slowly began to follow the scent, careful not to disturb the sleeping dragon as she searched the nearby forest for its presumed rider."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "The scent was right on the other side of the beast, it seemed! She was so close, and so careful yet... Careful as she was to sneak around the beast, it left a cold huff out from its mouth, and it's piercing orange eyes opened up. It glared at Sonja as she tip-toed across before lifting its head and letting this Louis rumble out from within its breast. It seemed ready to defend itself, and presumably it's rider too, but it didn't quite act yet. Furthermore, it simply laid there in patient waiting, before another sound piped up from below the wing on the other side of the beast.\n\n*\"Shhh, shut up, if it's another fox I'm going to smack you.\"* The voice mumbled in Run rant from below the wing.\nA language that unfortunately, Sonja did not know. But a voice that she likely recognized. The voice - and specifically that *Thick* Mention accent of a certain dog.\nA dog who, despite the current circumstances, did not at all seem even remotely concerned with the current happenings. She didn't even leave from below the wing of the beast, instead opting to try to go back to sleep."}, {"from": "human", "value": "The scent was right on the other side of the beast, it seemed! She was so close, and so careful yet... Careful as she was to sneak around the beast, it left a cold huff out from its mouth and it's piercing orange eyes opened up. It glared at Sonja as she tip-toed across before lifting its head and letting this loooow rumble out from within it's breast. It seemed ready to defend itself, and presumably it's rider too, but it didn't quite act yet. It simply laid there in patient waiting, before another sound piped up from below the wing on the other side of the beast. *\"Ssshhhh, shut up, if it's another fox I'm going to smack you.\"* The voice mumbled in Runrant from below the wing. A language that unfortunately, Sonja did not know. But a voice that she likely recognized. The voice - and specifically that *Thick* Mentian accent of a certain dog. A dog who, despite the current circumstances, did not at all seem even remotely concerned with the current happenings. She didn't even leave from below the wing of the beast, instead opting to try to go back to sleep.\n\nSonja froze as the beast awakened. She could see—and feel—its piercing orange eyes fixed on her. That *Really* Didn't seem. Her fight or flight instinct was kicking in now, and given the truly massive size of the scaly beast, Sonja wasn't sure even her large greataxe would do anything against it. But before the Ursinoid could make good on her flight, a familiar voice wafted through the air, though the words themselves were meaningless to Sonja.\n\nBetween the scent and the voice, there was no more doubt in her mind. But rather than try to confirm it visually, Sonja chose to stay still, perhaps worried about what the scale covered monster might do.\n\n\"...Carlyn!\" The Ursinoid half whispered, half hissed. \"...It's Sonja. Are you under there? What is this... *Thing?*\" She wasn't sure what to call it."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Carly's response was immediate, and her code switching kicked in almost instantaneously to Hawaiian.\n*\"Sonja?! Whey-\"*\n\nThe brown haired kimono pushed her way out from under the wing of the dragon, who protested with a groan and almost smacked Carly with her wing, though eventually lifted it up and let her free. Without word, Carly lunged forward into Sonja (complete with damn near losing her footing, she was already on the move before even standing up) and giving her this great big hug - as big as she could manage on a woman much bigger than she was.\n\n*\"What are you doing here?! I-I hadn't thought I'd see you for months to come! But-like, y-.\"*\nCarly reached up and stepped back, placing her hands against Sonja's arms to take a good look at her. The dog looked as happy as ever, if not more than usual.\n*\"You're here! You're here, in my home, and not at that... Stupid little village we were holed in!\"*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "To Sonja's surprise, Carlyn emerged from under the monster's wing without injury. She was relieved this creature hadn't been planning to eat her friend. Before the Ursinoid even had time to react, the friendly dog had pulled her into a great big big hug! Sonja remained rigid at first, almost awkwardly so. She wasn't used to being hugged. It was a foreign sensation, but warm. Perhaps it would have also been easier to relax if not for the large scaly beast lurking just yonder.\n\n\"I... Well... Yes.\" Sonja affirmed with a nod, one of her brown bear ears twitching. The serious bear even managed a faint smile at the sight of her happy friend. Sonja seemed about as big as she had been before, and while she still dressed rather plainly, it was clear their lucrative escapades as a mercenary group had helped her acquire better gear.\n\n\"Work brought me this way.\" That was one way to put it. \"And... I heard there was good fish here.\" She cautiously explained, before reaching out to give Carlyn a gentle pat on the head, ruffling her ears. \"...How have you been? Who's the giant lizard?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "She appreciated the pat on her head, before backing away and giving a thoughtful nod about seeking work. Truthbetold, she had come back home to make a bit of money whilst their duties in Tellemuiler were on standby. She hadn't wanted to sit around all day waiting for the call to action, and clearly Sonja hadn't been inclined to, either.\nInterestingly, Carly dressed quite *Differently* Than she had when in the village. Most of the time, she wore nothing short of 'rich people' clothing. Probably all her best stuff from home. She made her appearance, particularly any sort of 'cute' factor stand out. It was either that, or the exact opposite, with her reinforced full faille armor on. But here in the middle of the damn woods? Scotty tunic, rugged pants, and no shoes. Almost looked homeless, funny enough.\n\n*\"La'Vera, my pet. I'm surprised you don't remember, this is the dragon we saved almost half a year ago now. He's quite obedient... Usually. But he's also good company when I'm out in the woods.\"*\n\nCarly started speaking at the beast in Run rant again, holding out her hand and walking towards it. The beast lowered it's head and let her pat its snout with a huff.\nHer head turned back over her shoulder, giving Sonja a bright smile and saying, *\"I've been quite good, actually! I came back home to make money at the shop again. Besides that, I've just been enjoying sleeping in my own bed again. Even if being back here is temporary, I'm enjoying it. And, yeah! The fish here is incredible! No surprise, this is a port town after all, but in my opinion the ones that go through the rivers out here are better than any of the ocean fish.\"*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*He urged the horse to go find a good place to do a test run, so far so good now all he have to do is kick the horse a lil harder than usual to send them running hopefully not too far away from their original location, he kicks the horse abit more than lightly and tensed once the run starts.*\n\n*Screaming silently he quickly pulled back the reigns and the two stop, he's shaking slightly he's not really used to the whole riding a horse but he didn't think he'd be shaking like a leaf over a little speed.*\n\n*If this is gonna be the fastest way to go around he'll have to get use to it, and shaking like a leaf while and gripping the reign like it was his lifeline is not helping him make his case.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would give his horse a light tap, going off into an easy stride across the field, while he would glance over to see Nylon starting and stopping nervously atop the horse.*\"The horse can tell when you're nervous.\"*He'd say back to him.*\"Just relax. Let him stretch out his legs.\"*The Elf would get his horse to turn back around, trotting back over to Nylon's side.*\"Gotta take some risk. Surely this isn't any worse than the stuff you do regularly.\"*He'd say with a quizzical expression or at least as quizzical as what showed of his face would allow.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He turned to Terrel with a peeved look* \"I'm just not use to this kinda risk, it's fine when i know what I'm doing.\" *He relaxed once his heartbeat stop being so loud and his jitters stop being noticeable* \"I don't know what to do here so unless i know what the odds of me surviving are I'm gonna be very scared of any move i make till i get a big picture of what I'm doing\" *He has taken risk before yes but he knew some of the consequences of those this though he's very much unprepared for what's to come, he still didn't fancy dying somewhere he doesn't recognize let alone dying to something like getting bucked by a horse and landing on a very hard rock.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"At the rate you're going at, walking normally would be faster.\"*He'd say, bringing his horse to an eventual stop.*\"Would it make you feel better if I tied their leads together?\"*Terrell would say. At any rate, he could at least get this horse to move in pace with him, doubting Nylon would attempt to get off while they were moving anyway. Just getting some experience at a faster pace was all that was needed really. As long as they could keep that up, they'll be able to cross the relatively flat terrain easily.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I prefer walking till then, I'm not ready for speeding with a horse till i feel like I'm ready, and yes it'll make me feel better if you tied their leads together at least i won't have to go the wrong path and get lost\" *He confessed, this is a very new change he's not opposed to it but he is still very much terrified he prays to whoever god is listening to give him a break from bad luck for a while so he won't have to face anything untoward in his travels till the main mission.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would slip down from his horse, grabbing each of their leads and tying the two together.*\"I'll be right back.\"*He'd say, heading off towards the stable building. A few moments would pass again before he'd return.*\"Alright let's go.\"*He'd say, climbing back up onto his horse's back. The Elf would give the horse a kick to the side, bringing him into a much swifter trot which in turn soon forced Nylon's to move along in pace with him.*\"I'll condemn you to that horse until you've gotten used to it. Otherwise, we'll be wasting daylight.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Dang it\" *He curses at the fact he'll be stuck on the horse till he learns, he tensed again when they start moving though trying to relax as to not disturb the ride, at least he'll get over the fear over sometime and hopefully it won't be very long.*\n\n\"So where we heading next?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Next up Mara.\"*He'd say, repeating the second of the three cities he once listed out to the Wood Elf.*\"Try checking the map if that'll distract you any. There may be a few cities between here and there.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "Kadho's port was always a busy place. It was a never-ending flow of motion, from deckhands to captains, port hands and fleet attendants, all trying to manage their own individual cargo and ships. It was never, ever quiet, not even in the darkest hours of the night and *Especially* Not the earliest hours of the morning. In came a ship adorned with the Cydonian crest upon its sail, a first rate caravel carrying several bushels of crop and a dozen or so crates filled with cold, hard money from across the sea. For many days now, the S.S. Sinker - unfortunate she be named - has been further upshore trading with Mentian militants - armor and spears for coin and crops, so that they may be used to purchase more spears and armor to sell to the militants once again. This was the cycle of trade that all in Kadho had become used to, and that na'er changed when war came knocking on their doorstep.\n\n[ [*The Port Town of Kadho*](< ]\n\nAmong those on the port was a familiar Kemonomimi, who's brown hair and hazel eyes glistened light within the morning rays. In the past few years, she had gotten accustomed to the life of a sailing manager. Ever since she left her contract in Upper Mentia, she had returned home and purchased a trading ship impulsively to further her parents business along in the world and make more of a name for herself. It had suited her quite well.\n\nAn older man disboarded the ship from the plank, carrying with him a wooden board with several sheets of paper tacked to it. This list was handed to his superior, who looked over and then gave her thumbs-up of approval.\n*\"Fits the bill to me, Cap'n,\"* She said, *\"Glad you made it back in one piece.\"*\n\nThe Captain laughed.\n*\"'Course, wouldn't be the ole' Sinker if it sank! Bahahha!\"*\n\nCarlyn sometimes regretted giving it that name, but she smiled and laughed with him anyways. When their short interaction came to a close, Captain Moorse returned up the plank the begin giving orders to him men where to take each crate of goods. Most of the coin and all the crop would be transported to the Kadho General Store further upshore, but a portion of which remained on the ship to line the pockets of the sailors aboard. They all seemed happy to finally be back where their families were, and with money to buy them drinks. Even Carlyn felt pleased with the outcome, and always did. It felt good to make an old sailor smile.\n\nAs for the girl herself, she stayed upon the port and called orders to the deckhands that brought her goods. When she had the chance, a line was drawn through with a pen to indicate each piece of good that came off the ship. It was the best way for her to keep track of what she had made over the course of a venture, and as per always, it was *Quite* Well. Even if none of the money would go directly to her, it was still more than enough to put a smile on her face."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Livia had never been on a ship before. It didn't take a genius to figure out that he wasn't familiar with ports either.*\n\n*Nevertheless, here he wandered. He had heard there was a ship ran by the Colonial merchant family, and he knew one girl by that name. An old friend, who he had not visited in quite some time.*\n\n*Standing out with his fresh white cloak, polished but not shined shoes, and silver hair and golden eyes that could sell for the precious metals themselves was the mercenary. He looked around, attempting to find a short, brown dog, perhaps with a spear on her back.*\n\n*Eventually, he would spot her, and would wave.*\n\n\"Carly! Long time no see!\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "No spear rested upon her back.\nT'was clear that she had laid combat to the wayside in favor of returning to her previous life. Yet her family crest itself was of a spear and an apple, so perhaps, she hadn't laid down the spear itself after all. A new form of aid and guidance enters the life of those who leave their previous ones behind, and that was no different for the young woman.\n\nHer ears twitched at the sound of her name being called, not for it being her name - no. She had heard her name so many dozens or hundreds of times in a day that it actually grew tiresome.\nNo, it was the tone of the voice that said it. That voice.\n\nShe looked over to Livio and her soft smile beamed to a greater one. He was met with probably a bit more Carlyn than he was anticipating, because she wordlessly damn near *Tackled* Him. He probably was more than capable of holding her weight, but it was still fairly unexpected.\n\n...Or, was it?\nThis was Carlyn, after all.\nShe's just as peppy as ever.\n\n*\"Hi, hi!\"* She quickly interjected, reeling back and taking a look at his face. It was clear she had a lot going on in her head. *\"Uhm... Uhm, uh, NIKLAUS!\"*\nSorry for screaming that in your face Livio. Carlyn just as quickly let go and spun around, calling again much louder, *\"NIIIKKLAAAAAUUUSSSAAAAA!\"*\n\nA young deckhand came damn near *Barreling* Down the plank to his supervisor, raising his hand in a salute.\n*\"YES, MA'AM, CARLYN... SIR... MA'AM!\"*\n\n...There was so much going on, it was a lot to take in."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Livia's usual smug smile was on his face, though his eyes widened in surprise as the dog practically threw herself at him like a javelin. His arms wrapped around in order to hold her as the force of the blow sent him several steps backward.*\n\n\"Woah! Someone's excited to see me. How has the dog been?\"\n\n*His hair blasted back as Carly accidentally screamed in his face like a howling wind. Regardless, he was undeterred, as a hand reached up on her head to ruffle her ears, something he hadn't done in quite some time.*\n\n\"Seems like you've been building up quite the business, eh?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "She handed the paperwork to the boy as a hand felt between her ears. It was just as much a refreshing experience for her as it was for him. She missed it. And, well, she had missed him.\n\n*\"Fit the bills and steadfast. You're two minutes behind, go! Go, off ya' go!\"* Carlyn shoo'd off the deckhand with her paperwork and turned to face Livio again. It took everything in her power not to jump him again. \n\n*\"Never not busy!\"* She replied, *\"Great, never better actually! I've always got something to work towards. It's been building my crew as of late. I've become a pretty skilled manager of my own vessel! She's beautiful, isn't she?\"* \n\nA hand pointed at the craft. It was a mighty fine vessel for sure, made of sturdy planks of an unspecified material and built to last. It was dwarfed by many of the other galleons at the port but for a first trading vessel, the caravel made quite damn well. She looked extremely proud of it."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"So you're building your own little kingdom over here, huh? Looks like they listen well.\"\n\n*The words were followed by more head pats, getting every little detail between her ears. He took a look at the ship as Carly pointed towards it; it was surely impressive to him. While not as large as the other galleons, Carly didn't start out as a maritime trader. His vision soon funneled once he saw the vessel's name though, his forehead scrunching up as squinted, trying to make sure that he wasn't hallucinating.*\n\n\"Does that say... The S. S Sinker?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*\"Eh... Well... I... Thought it was funny, and it's certainly earned me a reputation.\"*\n\nAll of her confidence had been crushed with that simple detail. Her face was a bit red with embarrassment, and she quickly turned the conversation away from her ship. With head turned away to avoid eye contact, she took his wrist in hand and started walking. \n\n*\"C'mon. If we don't get outta here Captain Moorse is gonna start asking if we're married and then it'll gett awkward. Let's catch up while we walk, okay?\"*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I imagine. Well, it hasn't lived up to its name yet. Hope it never does.\"\n\n*The head pats got more intense as Carly turned red, then stopped as she took his wrist. Despite her smaller size and strength, Livia allowed himself to be dragged along; at least initially. He soon walked alongside her, though he wasn't sure where they were going.*\n\n\"Well, you *Are* Grabbing my wrist. Plus, that's not so bad after all, is it? Seemed like you missed me a lot too.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "Her hand naturally slid from his wrist and into his own. They were just walking without purpose, it seemed. Walking did help talking - at least, Carlyn believed. Every now and again, the girl would wave to a man or woman upon a ship or running crates with a short but friendly greeting. \n\n*\"I totally did not, I just like my friends! I don't get to see them much cause everyone's always busy. Haven't seen Sonja or Sivne since I left Upper Mentia, and I haven't seen you since you last came to visit. So it's been a while and I get excited.\"*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He certainly didn't expect Carly to slip her hand into his. For only being friends, she sure was being affectionate. Maybe it was just that dog in her.*\n\n\"Oh, those two are doing just fine as well. They recently offed Aachen, if you haven't heard. I imagine you got busy due to the business, since war is running the economy. So I decided to visit since you were in port.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*\"Good to hear. I felt kind of bad leaving them when I did but... I had my reasons.\"* The girl replied, but shook her head and added, *\"I'm glad they got what they wanted. They deserve it, for all the hard work they've put in. I should visit them sometime in the near future.\"*\n\nThen a nod was offered to his second statement.\n*\"I appreciate it. It's very rare I get visitors because all of my friends are super busy themselves. As much as I'd like to say I'm busy, I'm really not. My little sis' manages the store in my steed, and I spend most of my working hours managing my crew. Only thing is, my crew spends a week in Kadho and three overseas. I end up spending a lot of time kickin' dirt. Can't leave 'cause of the war, can't work 'cause my crews out. It gets lonely.\"*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Livia failed to mention that doing so had risked the fall of Upper Media had Allay not been the one who orchestrated it. Now the country was unified under Waltham... But his hometown was safe so it didn't matter much.*\n\n\"I can bring you along anytime. Just send me a letter or something.\"\n\n*A comforting squeeze would be given as Carly laid out her situation. There were certainly dry spells for his own work as well, but she seemed to be stuck between two difficult responsibilities. Not that he was familiar with that word.*\n\n\"Maybe I should visit more often. Should we get something to eat maybe?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*\"Hummnnn... Mnhnnn... Sure! There's a place that broils and grills seafood near here. They make a masterful lobster plate. It's expensive but... I'll pay! Or, well, my parents will. They've gotten so rich lately they hardly notice a tab on their bank.\"* Carlyn replied with a pleased nod and a giggle at the rhetoric. \n\nShe took lead once again and pulled him into the sidestreets and off the port. Seems she knew where she was going, and was eager to go as well."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Sounds good! Though, what's a 'lobster'?\"\n\n*Livia had only ever heard of a lobster. Apparently it was something from the sea, a fish but not a fish, with a bright red she'll like a scorpion with claws like gigantic shears. He wasn't sure how it tasted, only eating land animals his entire life.*\n\n\"Oh please, it's been payday after payday for me! I can pay too.\"\n\n*Like before, Livia found himself being dragged as if Carly was on a leash, and he was holding it.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*\"It's like... A big crawdad, or shrimp. Very light flavor. Or, well, I think. I've never had a lobster either, I've just heard good things.\"*\n\nEventually, after really not that far of a walk, Carlyn had led them to a small but wealthy looking portside bar. \n\n*\"My treat, Livio. For coming all this way. Let me pay, okay?\"* Carlyn requested as she finally let go of his hand and walked inside, holding the door for him."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I don't know what those are either-\"\n\n*Well, there was no stopping Carly. He knew how stubborn she could get. And he was easily swayed as well. Plus, she knew the area. Carly would be his guide for the day.*\n\n\"Alright, you want to flex all your wealth on a mere like me.\"\n\n*His smile widened as he teased the dog, and made sure to keep the door open with his hand as he walked in.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "The two were tended by a charismatic waiter, of whom Carlyn bantered with for a few moments with. Seems she was just as friendly with the locals as she was with everyone else. They even knew each other by name - or rather, Michael and Ms. Cydonia. Seems she's on the hot plate of reputation for her business growth. It was nice to see.\n\n*\"Hush, Livio. Let me spoil you a litle bit, okay?\"* Carlyn shot as they were seated, giving a playful punch at his shoulder. She was smiling just as brightly as Livio. \n\nPaper menus were offered to them with various different items written across. Carlyn took a small look over the menu but already knew what she wanted, and so with waving tail she waited patiently for Livio to make his choice so they could resume chatting."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"You've made quite the name for yourself.\"\n\n*Carly's fist would meet a rock for a shoulder under his cloak. Seems like he's been working overtime. Livia looked at the menu, intrigued by the options. Shrimp, crab, fish... All of this was foreign to him. Except for fish. He had eaten them from rivers before.*\n\n*What caught his eye though was something called \"Surf and Turf\". A steak __and__ lobster? He wasn't sure what lobster was, but the menu made it sound delicious. And he loved steak.*\n\n\"Have you ever had Surf and Turf? Is it good?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*\"Huh?\"* \nCarlyn took another look at her menu with a disgruntled hum. She should have gotten that. Steak *And* Lobster? Man. She frowned a bit.\n\n*\"Looks good... I should've gotten it, I like steak too. Oh well.\"* \n\nA sigh escaped her mouth as she came to terms with what was. She'd live with just lobster. Or steal steak from Livio. Either worked."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Don't worry, I'll give you some meat.\"\n\n*In response to her frown and sigh, she would once again feel hands ruffling her hair and ears.*\n\n\"I'm not familiar with lobster, so I thought I'd get something I'm familiar with as well.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "Her face and ears perked at the agreement to pass her some, and she smiled at Livio. \n\n*\"I'll buy you... Something! Dunno what but I'll make it up to you, okay?\"*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Haha, I'll take you up on that!\"\n\n*After they ordered, bread would come first, which Livia would happily indulge in. He cut one warm roll open, spreading a generous portion of butter over it.*\n\n\"How'd you get that crew of yours? They seem loyal.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*\"They came with the ship. Quite a sink of money, it was. The Captain, Palmer Moorse, has been sailing for decades now, and the crew has worked under him for most of their lives. His sons and daughters of the sea. They've been under my management for about two years now, around the time I left Mentia and came back home. It was an impulsive buy buuuut it all worked out in the end.\"*\n\nCarlyn seemed to be fairly happy about her situation a crew, and spoke of them well.\nHer eyes, however, did not leave Livio's plate. She wondered how in the hell his food got to him first, since he had more."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Livia did wonder how his food got here first. Perhaps they were just treating him because he was new? Regardless, he too looked at his food. Well-seared steak paired with a buttery lobster tail cracked open.*\n\n\"That's a lobster? Why is it missing a head? Does it swim like a fish?\"\n\n*Livia took his fork and knife, sinking the tines into the beef, then slicing the steak open to reveal a juicy pink center. He took the first bite slowly, chewing in order to savor the flavor.*\n\n\"MMH, that's good!\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "Carlyn quietly and very slowly reached her hand over to his lobster to try picking off a piece for herself to see if he would comment on it. She had her own coming, she was just... Limit testing, we'll say.\nShe's got a small smile on her face and her gaze was cast off towards the other side of the room.\n\nLittle thief."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*His eyes were sharp, and he didn't miss a detail. He saw Carly's slow attempt at going for the lobster, but did nothing. Instead, he proceeded to cut another slice of steak. Her hand would almost reach the lobster, before finding the juicy, delicious meat in her mouth.*\n\n\"If you wanted it, you could have asked.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*\"Mphmh.\"*\n\nCarlyn looked back to Livio, her face was pleased with the steak.\nChew, chew... Swallow.\n\n*\"That's... Just as good as it looked!\"* She said with a happy smile, and then her own food finally come.\n*\"Thank you, Livio. You're really sweet, you know that?\"*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I said I'd give you some steak wouldn't I?\"\n\n*Livia took his fork back as Carly's dish came, offering a smile.*\n\n\"How couldn't I be for someone as cute as yourself?\"\n\n*He cut into the buttery lobster, separating the shell from the meat with a pop, then made sure the meat was soaked in butter before taking a bite.*\n\n\"Woah, that's good! I definitely should visit more often-\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh, I know what you're doing here.\" Myhan rubs his chin with piqued dacademic interest, the scholar buried within every 2 century old giant awakened. \n\n\"You forgo a weapon to focus on applying a somatic component to your spell with hand gestures, allowing you to more precisely direct your spells, designate targets, and also hasten the speed and widen the range of your spell. Thereotically speaking, if you can heighten your speed enough, you can forgo a sword entirely to strike. I usually see this more with aeromancers, but this works as well... One theory I have is that blah blah blah...\"\n\nAs Myhan and Garuda went on and on about magic, it was only when Cuo awoke that the titan had noticed she had even slept at all. Sighing, Myhan was about to say something before suddenly, he stalled as a thought came to mind. With a twinkle in his eye and winking at Garuda, he then proceeded to cough very conspiciously to get her attention while she was still disoriented.\n\n\"Had a nice dream? Good timing, because the shop is about to close! Shame about the pastries you ordered though.\" Myhan made sure to mock sigh to sell it to the hapless girl."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "G-\"I actually am an Necromancer. My specialties are the Artifice and Aero schools. They used to call me 'The Steel Raven' back in the day. And you are correct. It's more nimble than a sword, yet slashes just as effectively...\"\n\n\"Huh? Closing??!!\"\n\n*CUO sat up straight, awake, and Garuda turned to her. If she were human, a sly smile would have appeared on her face.*\n\n\"Yep, you got 5 minutes.\"\n\n*The mage looked at Mahan, then at Garuda. Just how long had they been talking about magic? Did she pass out for that long? In a rush, CUO began chowing down on the few remaining pastries, washing it down with half a cup of coffee, earning more strange looks from the people in the store.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*His fork was set down for a moment to attack her ears with headpats and rubs in this moment of weakness before returning to his lobster. It was delicious, unlike anything he ever had. Sure, it didn't have the flavor of steak, but it was delicate, buttery and umami in its own right. However, his attention was split between that and Carlyn's reaction. The way she shyly looked away was simply adorable.*\n\n\"I didn't think it could taste this good! Especially with how it looks.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*\"MHN, yeah, agreed. This is fantastic.\"* The dog replied, taking another swift bite of her lobster, Seems she had totally forgotten about her embarrassment and was just enjoying the situation for what it was; head pats and lobster. What a great day."}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"So you've never had lobster before? You're family's rich as hell now, so why haven't you had it?\"\n\n*Another bite of the lobster was taken, and then the steak. The two flavors merged wonderfully together. A piece of steak was offered to Carlyn once more on his fork.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*\"Uhh... Well, it's not* My *Money to spend, mostly. Plus I've just never thought about it. Guess this is just a special occasion?\"*\n\nCarly smiled at Livia and then chomp, another bite of steak with a happy wag and a grin."}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah, but it's a well just wishing to be spent, isn't it? Hm, what about this...\"\n\n*Livio cut up some lobster and steak as well as a roll. Both cuts of meat were placed in the roll, making an impromptu surf and turf sandwich.*\n\n\"Want the first bite?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "It was a hard consideration to make... Not. Eagerly, the dog leaned in for the first bite and awaited the offer with a happy tail and perked ears. She was certainly eager to try something new, especially as an offering. Made her felt special."}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Say aaaaaaahhh-\"\n\n*Assuming Carlyn opened her mouth, she would be greeted by a holy combination of buttered bread, steak, and lobster. But that was not all; his fingers grazed her lips as she took a bite. And he wiped the corner of her mouth after she was done.*\n\n\"How was it?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "It was the type of bite that mixed perfect taste, a kind gesture, and a gentle voice that nearly knocked her straight out. She physically recoiled, albeit slightly, from the stimulus overload. \n\nThe food was swallowed with a cough and her hand came up to cover her mouth. Seems she needed a moment to take it all in. \n\n*\"That-... That was too good...\"* She mumbled. *\"Thank you.\"*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*To add to the stimuli, headpats were given as well, the mercenary paying special attention to her ears. She was cute when being teased.*\n\n\"No problem, it's your reward for being such a good girl, inviting me over and all.\"\n\n*Livio proceeded to consume the food normally, enjoying the mixed flavors of land and sea.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*\"High, stop, stop. Too many compliments, Livia.\"* Carly griped, though she seemed to be enjoying the attention. \n\nLord only knew what being called a 'good girl' did to her.\n\nShe tried eating her lobster in peace but expected Livia to keep petting her anyway."}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"But you're cute when you react like that!\"\n\n*Livio did indeed keep petting her ears, alternating his hand between a utensil and her head. He occassionally fed her part of his steak as well.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*\"Am not.\"* She huffed and pouted between bites of food, *\"You're lucky I like you as much as I do.\"*\n\nShe was still clearly grinning though, especially after she finished her little complaint."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*The elf stares as Yakaiyo annihilates her, eyes wide in surprise at the speed and fury in which she devoured her food. Snapping out of the shock as she speaks, his expression breaking into a burst of laughter.*\n\n\"No no, it's alright. I take it as a compliment, so if you want keep going.\"\n\n*The elf then takes his own seat at the table for two. Glancing down at his bowl and picking up his set of chopsticks. It was a little awkward in his grasp, though whether that was due to his injury or inexperience wasn't known. He takes a large portion of noodles, slurping them up in one foul swoop before tasting his garnishes. Setting his utensils down as he lifts the bowl itself, drinking the deliciously hot broth.*\n\"Ah~ Nothing like a hot soup to warm the body...\"\n\n*He glances up from his meal to the Trenton, pausing for a moment.*\n\"Not much. Most of this I got from the market while you were in the bath... And I suppose it wasn't, but cooking up a good treat for a friend of mine is worth it.\"\n\n*He smiled lightly, then reaching over to take a pot sticker of few. Glaring suspiciously at the bowl of rice after finishing, wondering how in the hell people ate rice with chopsticks.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well, if it's a compliment, I guess I'll continue.\"\n\n*Sakai continues on to the chicken along with the beef, and picks up a bowl of rice along the way. Though, Horace can see a smile form upon him calling her a friend. His mental question would soon be answered, as Sakai effortlessly chows down on the chicken and rice, the soft, succulent, tender meat being consumed at rates faster than a swarm of locusts could eradicate a field of wheat.*\n\n*Mid way through eating, the Breton stops and looks at Horace looking at the bowl of rice.*\n\n\"What's wrong?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"If you can offer any, I would be in your debt. Are you a local, madam?\"\n*She asked, a pleasant lilt underlying her tone, reciprocating with a gentle smile as she fully lowered her guard. A short whistle and a click of her tongue would summon her horse closer, taking him by the reigns and leading him along.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Local? I guess you could say that.\" *The dwarf put a hand to her chin as she thought of how to explain without taking an entire day to do so.* \"I'm a traveler, though I did grow up in these mountains. I know my way around here.\" *She turned, swiveling on her black boots and stretching her arms out.* \"I came prepared with this thick coat, but to be honest it's making me kinda uncomfortable. Keokuk knows I'll freeze if I take it off.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*A moment's thought on the weather slowed her gait, breathing the icy air in deep, feeling it chill her lungs as she breathed out slowly. Her smile widened, nostalgia bristling at her vividly. The knight gave a low, pleasant chuckle and nodded, patting the saddle of her horse as she replied*\n\"You're welcome to take a rest while we walk, this fellow has had enough rest already.\"\n*The mention of Kejomuj, the blacksmith god, piqued her interest quickly. Being surrounded by Irtutian nobles, desperately clinging to their Silnarian roots despite the capital's neglect of their holdings would make any person tired of their rituals. While Elias respected the pantheon, her adventures had connected her with far too many other faiths to dedicate herself to the religion of her exilers.*\n\"One of the cloth, hm? Or is it custom to take His name around these parts?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Custom around these parts.? This is Praia, miss. Homeland of the dwarves.\" \n*Beyond being the blacksmith god, Keokuk was the lord of the dwarves, the benevolent benefactor of their people who blessed them with the Caverns. Even if M'Rey had not been born to her father, as devout a believer as he was, she would still have been a savant no matter what dwarves family she came from.*\n\"It ain't custom where I'm goin' for sure, but I'll never miss givin' him the respects necessary.\" \n*Her eyes shut as she walked closer to the horse.* \"I won't miss ya offer on that, I can admit I'm a little slower compared to most trekkers.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"So I'm special to you then?\"\n\n*He spotted a grin form despite her words, which incited a smirk from Livio. He turned away slightly as he took yet another bite.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*\"If you want to believe it, sure.\"* Carly replied, giving him a taste of his own teasing medicine. She's got a smirk on her face from that one."}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Ok ok. If I'm not that special then it means I should take the rest of this steak for myself then, right?\"\n\n*Livio rotated his plate so that the steak would be further away from Carlyn, while also moving his shoulder in the way.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*\"That's unfair.\"*\n\nCarly gave another pouting look, and once more took her fork and reached across the table once more to get a bite for herself. She's expecting Livia's retaliation."}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"But I got the steak!\"\n\n*Carlyn's fork would be deflected by Livio's, and another hand wraps around her shoulder and grabs it softly, yet firmly, effectively stopping her from turning as he tried to immobilize her.*\n\n\"Say I'm special and I'll give you some.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Carly's eyes met Livia's in a moment of both panic and embarrassment. She couldn't pull away - not respectfully, anyway. And besides, that's not what she wanted.\n\nThere was a brief moment of hesitation, before she finally gave him what he wanted.\n*\"You're... Special.\"*\n\n. . .\n\n*\"... In the head.\"*\n\nSmug little cunt turned her embarrassment around on him with a sly little grin."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "Stepping upon the hard dirt road that makes up many of the towns streets, she walks along the cobble stone sidewalk and enters the breadshop through the open door. Within the shop, the smell of cooked bread hangs in the air thick like molasses. Light streams in from the open door and through a large window, which has shutters upon it halfway closed. There's a large counter in front of her, and racks of bread lining the walls - what looks to be the finest bread is located on the other side of the counter. The counter is made of wood, and the rotund man leaning upon it looks middle aged and slightly bored. He perks up upon someone entering and puts on a false smile as he says \"Welcome to my bread shop! What can I get you today?\" There's a door behind the counter that's closed, and another that would likely lead out to the communal bakery area."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As June made her way into the bakery, her senses would be flooded with the smell of bread. It was a nice scent, one that was new, rich, and refreshing compared to the smells she was more used to. Jace paced the room, investigating around the shop as he tried to find the source of the strong smell while June would make her way up to the counter at the greeting from the man behind it.*\"Thank you... I was... Just wondering if I could have some... Sweet bread...\"*June said in her normally quiet tone. Instead of focusing too long on the man, her eyes would travel to the rest of the shop, mostly falling upon the bread that lined the walls to which the sight alone was enough to cause her tail to give a calm wag. Oh, how long has she had bread that seemed so fresh? She was not quite sure, but despite it, she couldn't help but feel the rekindled memories of such a treat.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "He pushes himself off the counter and walks over to one of the top-most racks nearby, pulling down a loaf of bread that seems especially golden compared to the other ones. Plopping it down onto the counter, even from here the smell is quite sweet. The man eyes the jackal and then states with a slight hint of fear in his tone \"We don't accept animals in this establishment... If you could get him out here I'll be willing to do business.\" The loaf is small, about the size of someones forearm - but it's likely far higher quality then anything else she's ever seen before. If she gets jackal out of the establishment she will discover that the loaf coasts roughly 25 silver, pricey for a piece of bread but clearly this is something special - and deserving of such a cost."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"O... Oh...\"*She said, gazing down at Jace. Her tail had gone still for a bit as the man had asked her to remove the Jackal from the building. It was the first time she had found herself not being allowed to keep Jace in a building. Perhaps Media was simply different as such or maybe the man simply didn't like animals. June would give a click of her tongue to get Jace's attention and guide him over to her as she would take him back to the entrance way. As she would reach the door, June would allow for Jackal to eagerly run back outside only to realize that June wasn't following him which had caused him to return to door with a look of confusion.*\"Just wait here for now Jace...\"*She whispered to him, giving a pat atop his head.*\"I'll be right back...\"*Closing the door, she could make out the sounds of Jace trying to scratch at it, letting out a series of barks to be let back in. June would turn her head away for now, making her way back to the counter as she would take notice of the price of the loaf. Though it seemed rather small for something to cost that much, maybe it tasted more of what it was worth. At least, June would hope so as she took the silver out and placed it on the counter. It was more than she made in a day hunting, but maybe a treat sometimes wasn't so bad. Especially since any other time she could simply catch her own food.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "The man snatches the silver up faster then an arrow and pushes the loaf of bread closer to Juna. Counting the coins in his hand he grins smugly and states \"Will that be all? We have *Plenty* Of other different kinds of bread here if you find any others interesting...\" He nods to one wall and continues \"The breads over there are some of the most expensive in the store. The finest grain was made with them, fit only for nobility but i'm willing to make an exception for a *Single* Gold coin.\" Quite expensive, but likely what the nobility of this region pay each day to obtain high quality breads. Though, one must wonder if high quality always translates into good taste - quite often the \"White\" Breads the nobles eat are little more then dead calories, with no nutrients or substance beyond their expensive quality. The baker looks on expectantly, almost hoping for Juna to decide to splurge a bit after how much she was willing to give now."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*June would slowly grab the piece of bread, bringing it close to her before she finally picked it up and sniffed at it. As the baker began showering her with suggestions of what else she could buy from here with all the different and more expensive types of bread, she would give a shake of her head.*\"No... No, thank you... This is enough...\"*June says. In reality, she simply wanted to get back to Jace and share some of the bread with him for being relatively good this whole trip. She didn't think it's very fair to have to leave him outside after all of that. Besides, she didn't need the most expensive bread anyway. She was far from nobility and was humble enough just to enjoy a small sample of the bread they had. Even if it wasn't the best, June didn't need much of it. After all, she was capable of hunting for more food if she needed it.*\"Thanks... Thanks for the bread...\"*She would say before turning away and heading back to the door to head outside.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "He shrugs in response, returns to his former position, and let's out a content sigh. The door opens back up into the streets, clouds have begun to move across the sky and seemingly in response to the threat of rain there are far less people on the streets. The bread is still warm in her hands, as if it had just finished cooking recently. If she bites into it she'd find it tastes exceptionally sweet, clearly sweetened with honey with hints of cinnamon. It's very crumbly however, and it's likely some of it would fall to the ground - Jace would likely eat whatever falls to the ground. If she gives Jace the bread, unbeknownst to her, the overly sweetness of the bread would likely lead to quite the stomach ache later on for the beast. Regardless, it seems that if they stay outside for any longer eating bread that they will be taking an involuntary shower."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As June was greeted with her Jackal once more, she would lower herself to the ground to give him a light pet on the head. Carefully she would break off a small piece of the bread, about half the size of the palm of her hand and would allow Jace to eat away at it.*\"You've been such a good boy Jace...\"*She whispers as she would eventually stand back up and take a bite of the bread herself. The sweetness of it was definitely more than she would be expected, but still flavorful enough as it was. Gazing up at the sky, she would watch as the clouds began to cover it. June never cared much for the rain, though she would much prefer that the bread didn't get soggy from it.*\"Maybe... We should go inside somewhere...\"*She says to Jace while the Jackal had quickly finished his piece of bread and was sniffing at her for more.*\"Let's go Jace-\"*She would say, making her way down the road at a more quickened pace. It was too bad they couldn't have taken shelter in the bakery, though maybe there was a tavern they could sit in if the weather were to get too bad. Seeing his owner quickly moving on, Jace would follow after her, soon taking the lead once more along the much emptier streets.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Don't downplay it!\"\n\n*Taking the sake from the elf, Yakaiyo pours the alcohol into each of the cups, handing one to Horace.*\n\n\"It's rice wine, so it has a different flavor. Not made from the typical barley. Like white wine, sort of. Just like how I'm not used to whiskey. Red wine I enjoy though. Anyway... Here's a cheer to another day.\"\n\n*Yakaiyo clinks her cup against the elf's, soon downing the sake in one gulp.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"That's all it is innit?\"\n*The elf questioned with a smirk, taking the cup in hand. He glances at the liquid, attempting to remember its taste.*\n\n\"Cheers then.\"\n*The elf raises his cup, a soft clink before Horace follows suit. He coughs slightly upon drinking the alcohol, the difference in taste certainly striking.*\n\"AGH-... Right. Sake...\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Hmph.\"\n\n*Yakaiyo scowls and smiles at the same time, clearly wanting to slap Horace across the face; lightly, of course. Her hand only moves towards the sake though, as she pours herself another glass.*\n\n\"I guess you'll have to get used to it more if you hang around me. Should we see who can drink more?\"\n\n*Yakaiyo offers the gourd of sake, ready to pour another cup for Horace.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"An acquired taste huh...? Well, it's not exactly to my tastes, but I'm not one for dropping out on a challenge like that.\"\n*The elf nods, graciously accepting the woman's offer of drink. Soon after taking and downing it, attempting not to taste the drink.*\n\n\"Blew-... I'll get used to this soon, right?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"We'll try red wine next time.\"\n\n*Yakaiyo downs her drink once more, before once again pouring another drink.*\n\n\"Hopefully. The more you drink, the more you'll get used to it.\"\n\n*The treton pours Horace's glass to the full once again.*\n\n\"So that's two. How many do you think you can go?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Hm... These are pretty tiny cups compared to the usual mug. Then again, shots are just as potent... I'll say around 10? That's probably good.\"\n*Horace mumbles as Aka pours him another drink, downing it just as he had the last. Sticking his tongue out in displeased fashion before shaking it off for the next.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Horace was slumped over in his chair, head hanging limply as he relaxed. He could only handle a few drinks, which was frankly fortunate since it saved the elf from the taste.*\n\n*And as for his mental state... Well, he wasn't useless, but he was certainly lacking in any common sense. Though to some, that was his natural state.*\n\n*Horace then climbs out of his chair. Hazily approaching the red velvet sheets of the Inn bed, plopping face first into the warm comfort. Upon which, a muffled scream is heard, as the elf himself had forgotten about his arm.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Are you ok?\"\n\n*Horace was evidently not ok, as he began screaming while face down. He probably lacked coordination due to the alcohol. Unfortunately, Sakai did as well.*\n\n*The Breton stumbled over to the elf, pulling him over his normal arm, relieving the pressure off his wound.*\n\n\"Is that better?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"...Eh?\"\n\n*His golden eyes flashed as they met Carlyn's, his expression suddenly becoming cold. His grip grew tighter on her shoulder, and a sly grin of his own appeared on his face.*\n\n\"Tell me, Carlyn, are you ticklish?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*\"Are you about to make a scene?\"* She asked back with mild stupor, mild excitement to her tone. *\"I haven't been slackin' you know. I'm fine to make a scene. It all depends on how good that food is, and if you want to come back here again.\"*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Livio looked Carlyn dead in the eye as his hand shifted off her shoulder, slowly, slowly, to her side. His fingertips touched her side, threatening to tickle her.*\n\n*Then he looked back to his steak and pulled her closer instead.*\n\n\"Nah, I wouldn't do that. Here, have another bite.\"\n\n*He offered her another bite of steak.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Victory. Carly took her prize in stride, leaning forward and picking her bite off his fork with prudence. Livia had once again lost to a puppy. What a fool.\n\nCarly had damn near polished her plate at this point and finally asked, *\"Where do you plan to stay? We can rent you an inn somewhere or my parents have a guest room at the house. I wouldn't mind the company.\"*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Livio pulled her even closer, enough so that their sides touched. Of course, he wasn't squeezing her in a death grip; just a warm embrace that she could get out of if she wanted. He didn't really care that his steak was gone; he still had a bit of lobster left.*\n\n\"Hm, if I could stay at your place, that'd be nice. Meeting your parents would be nice too.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "It was something she chose to accept, and she even leaned into it. It had never actually happened that she felt this kind of attention or affection before. She had always had friends, but this was different. It was nice. \n\nA nod was given, and she called the waiter over, and a tab was placed on her parents name. They were free to leave from there. \n\n*\"They're both kind of old farts. My dad was an adventurer and my mom... Was just kind of a housewife before they became merchants. My little sister might be more interesting than them.\"*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Ah, just copy paste huh? Well, I guess it'll be nice to meet her then. I'm just looking forward to more time with you though.\"\n\n*Livio quickly finished the rest of his lobster, washing it down with a glass of water.*\n\n\"Well, where to next? Straight to your place, or is there something else you'd like to show me?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*\"We'll take rest at the store. I've got to feed La'Vera early in the morning so we'll go and run that chore before you head home or... Wherever you're off to afterward.\"*\n\nCarly once more took lead, pushing in her chair behind her and offering her hand this time to Livia."}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"La'Vera's your sister? Younger I assume. Sounds good. Lead the way, Captain.\"\n\n*Livio took Carlyn's hand, though once he was up on his feet he pulled her in close with a small little tug of his arm.£"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*\"Sister? No. My sister's name is-\"* The dog was swiftly interrupted by the tug on her arm. She stepped up against his shoulder as they walked, not so much a hug as they didn't have huge amounts of time. She simply continued talking where she left off. \n\n*\"Her name is Maryanne,\"* She said, and then bomb shelled with, *\"La'Vera is my Dragon.\"*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "It wouldn't be hard to follow the sounds of merriment - and the smell of booze in the air. She'd find herself quickly in front of the establishment with the Tankard as its symbol. The oaken plank door is right in front of her, and two windows that utilize wooden shutters to close them. If she looks into the establishment through these windows she'd find a lively environment - made up of mostly Macen, but a few other peoples like elves can be seen, all drinking and eating. A song *Seems* To be coming from within... But the voices and merriment within seems to blot out any attempts to listen in. The door doesn't seem locked and she'd have no issues just walking on in if she wanted to. From the looks of it, other people seem to be having the same idea and are also making their way to the tavern - hopefully there will still be space inside..."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*June would follow the sounds, soon finding the tavern that she sought.*\"Stay close Jace...\"*She whispered to him as the area became more crowded by the moment with all the people making their way to the Tavern as well. Of course Jace didn't exactly understand that much, however, he wasn't prone to running off in a place with so many people surrounding his owner. Anytime a person would get too close, Jace would let out a bark of warning while June slowly made herself to the door and opened it up to make her way inside. Her ears would lower atop her head, trying to muffle the amplified sounds as they would easily reach her at a much louder tempo. The Cantor would try her best to find somewhere more secluded within the crowded Tavern, knowing very well how impossible it may be. However, she was only interested in staying out of the rain for the time being while she observed the noticeably high population of Macon and Elves.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "People part around her like she's a victim of the plague. She gets plenty of strange looks, mostly because of her pet that she's brought into the establishment. So many elves in a land alien to elves is quite strange, but is soon explained by the performance ongoing. It seems some kind of elven troupe has entered the town, and that they're performing some kind of exotic elven thing. Extremely flexible dancers, beautiful vocalizations, etc. Probably a bit too loud and high pitched for her well tuned ears. Unfortunately for her, it does not seem like there is a single quiet place in this establishment - if she were to approach the tavern owner she'd at least be able to ask though. It does seem like this place has a basement and a second story, though the purpose of the second story is unknown."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*June kept her head lowered as she walked past the several people passing glances at her. After looking around for a bit, it seemed as if she wasn't going to get much peace here, leaving her to having to keep her ears pressed against her skull at the expense of some of her hearing. It was good enough as it was without all the loud noises causing her to go deaf. From a distance, she would catch sight of the even dancers putting on a performance, finding herself watching more curiously. It was the first time she's ever seen a performance going on at a Tavern, and she couldn't help but stare for a while as they have sung and dance, her Jackal soon letting out a high-pitched howl of his own at all the sounds. Eventually June would break herself away from the brief trance, moving further along through the Tavern as she had eventually come to take notice of there possibly being a second story. Maybe this place had some rooms to stay in. It would be practically impossible to sleep with all this noise, but at least it could provide a place more private from the rest of the Tavern. She would head over to who she could only assume was the owner of the establishment or at the very least someone that could answer her question.*\"Hello... I was... I was... Wondering if this place had... Any rooms available...\"*She would ask them, her Jackal continuing to vocalize at her side.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "The mans smile promptly turns into a frown as if he had drunk spoiled milk and states \"Tell your mutt to shut it before he drives all the customers outside! And yes, we do have rooms for sale. Twenty five silver a night, and if that dog is sleeping with you it'll be an extra ten silver per night.\" He sneers at the animal as if it was the cause of all of his problems. But he isn't the only one, many of the patrons of this establishment regard the dog as if it were also the source of all their problems - and for now, it seems like it's the source of their issue of hearing the singing, even if that isn't quite true. The clouds outside begin to coalesce into a dark grey mass, and those unfortunate to be stuck outside would find the pitter patter of rain would follow soon after. The pitter patter begins to grow in intensity until the hard packed dirt streets outside turn to mud and the only thing safe to walk on is the cobblestone paved side walks."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*June flinched a bit, turning her head down to gaze at her Jackal. It seemed as if a lot of places didn't seem to like animals here. Perhaps it was just a thing of Media.*\"Jace shhh...\"*She would say. Of course that wouldn't get the Jackal to shut up completely, but at least he had started howling less frequently, pausing occasionally to look up at June before continuing on once more. As the man, told her how much the room would cost, she would take a moment to think about it. She had already spent a lot for the bread. Maybe she could simply wait out the rain in the main tavern for now. At least, it would seem to save money anyway.*\"Oh... Okay...\"*She would say before glancing back to the performance going on.*\"Thanks for... The info...\"*June would turn away, leading Jace further back through the crowd in hopes of leaving the sight of the Jackal-hating man. June thought Jace's voice was rather nice, though of course not everyone can learn to appreciate it. For now, June would at least search for an empty seat for herself to take in order to watch the performance. If not spending the night here, she could at least wait out the rain in this rather festive place for the time being. Finding himself having to hastily follow his owner, Jace would quiet up is solo, following after her with his tail wagging vigorously at the excitement in the air.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Some will target people like us for no reason. They make us what we are.\"\n\n*Yakaiyo's voice is soothing as she begins to stroke the elf's hair.*\n\n\"Surely you have the funds to heal it, right?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Horace simply groans in response, wanting to bury his face once more. His head gently leaning into her hand, accept ant of the pats.*\n\"Yea... But there ain't many doctors here... Was waiting to find you to go back to Albania...\" *He slurred gently.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"We'll head there soon enough then. For now though, just lay back and rest. You've done enough.\"\n\n*Yakaiyo's own eyes began to close, though she pulled the elf closer to her to better support him, making sure he was laying on his non-injured side.*\n\n\"It's getting late, you know?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yeah.\" \n*The elf snuggles up against the Trenton, getting comfy as best be could while injured.*\n\"You're warm, aka...\"\n\n*A comment without much meaning, just simple observation.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Warm? That just means you're cold.\"\n\n*The treton was indeed warm though, smiling as she feels Horace snuggle against her like a cat. Yakaiyo then gently pulled the blankets over the two.*\n\n\"How long do you want to stay here for?\"\n\n*The vampire then moved from Horace's head to his shoulder, rubbing it.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Maybe...\"\n*The elf questions, inching ever closer. If he was cold, it was only reasonable to move closer to the warmth.*\n\n\"Well... Not too long... But...\"\n*He looks up to Aka, pausing.*\n\"Don't you have things to finish here? Before we can go home...\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "Carlyn scowered at Livio's first response and then ignored his question with a hmph.\nSeems she misinterpretted what he had said. She thought he was implying her name *Wasn't* Regular. Not the Dragon's."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"... Did I say something wrong? I just meant your sister's name was normal. And it's not every day that people say that they have a dragon, you know-\"\n\n*Livia seemed confused on why Carly suddenly seemed to get angry.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*\"Yeah, my name is perfectly fine too. Just 'cause Mary has a traditional name doesn't mean mine isn't normal. You're more than welcome to sleep on the couch, you know.\"*\n\nThe dragon question was aired yet again."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"You're absolutely right.\"\n\n*Livia put his arms around Carly and sort of just flopped down on her, though still walked with her.*\n\n\"If I said anything mean, I didn't mean it, ok?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*\"Thought so.\"* Carlyn retorted, evening out his weight with her own. This close, he could feel it. Not only had she been keeping up with her training, she was stronger than she was before. Her muscular frame was hidden by dense and loose fitting clothes. It was only slightly jarring. \n\n*\"Buuuut yeah, I have a dragon. Her name is La'vera... Or maybe... He? Never checked before. Doesn't really like strangers but she'll tolerate them.\"*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Hey, you've been working!\"\n\n*Standing up on his own two feet, Livia would place his hand on her shoulders, partially feeling her muscular frame, partially trying to tickle her. Sure, it wasn't as built as he was, but Livia had been a professional soldier before this. Was it just him, or was she taller than Shaw?*\n\n\"Well, I hope he'll tolerate me. I don't any any dragons angry at me.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*\"Hey- no poking.\"* She fussed, twitching away with a toothy grin, *\"He won't bite you but I will if you keep doing that.\"*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Livia snickered a bit at Carly's reaction, responding with a head pat.*\n\n\"And what if I like it?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*\"What if you...\"* Carlyn repeated, giving him a funny look and saying, *\"You're weird, if you do. Who wants to be bit?\"*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Livia let out a laugh at Carly's reaction.*\n\n\"No, no I don't. But there's some weird people that you can meet out there that do. A little nibble, right there-\"\n\n*Livia would lightly punch Carly's neck, just enough so she could feel him.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*\"Well I'm ferocious and don't nibble, I bite. So don't poke me or else.\"* She threatened lightheartedly, giving him another fanged grin. Scary kemonomimi teeth.\n\nThey were finally coming up on the Kadho General Store. It hadn't changed much from the last time Livio was here, only, this time he was invited inside rather than a conversation from over the outdoor stall. Carlyn opened the door for him, since he was her guest."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Livia gave her another head pat as she gave a fanged grin. He just saw it as cute.*\n\n*He gave a bow of thanks as Carly opened the door for him, as he stepped inside and gave a look around.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "They were immediately met by the voice of a man who swung his head from around a corner.\nImmediately, the man started talking at the girl in Runra. She had no idea if Livio understood the language and double-took.\n\nThe sir was another Kemono, much like herself, with a small frame and incredibly dark brown hair with white strands and a scruffy beard. Seemed like this was her father.\n**\"Carlyn, where the hell have you been all day?!\"** He fussed, and then looked at Livio, **\"And who's the boy?\"**\n\n**\"Does it matter? Shipment details should have arrived. I'm going to my room to work on the next long. He's spending the night with me.\"**\n\nBefore they really could get another word between each other, Carlyn took Livio's hand and hurried him along towards a hallway that broke off into a couple different rooms. It was the middlemost room that belonged to Carlyn, of which she damn near dragged him into and then shut the door with an annoyed sigh."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Eh? Uh, no speak Run ran.\"\n\n*He recognized the language as Run ran, but had no idea how to speak it. Maybe he should have Hara or Carly teach him some. He looked to a man who seemed to be Carly's father. He smiled and gave him a wave before being dragged along by the dog into her room.*\n\n\"Not fond of him?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "The girl shook her head and said, *\"Nah, not that. I just kind of dissappeared on him for like... 5 hours. I was supposed to be back with the shipment details but I got a little...\"*\n\nShe looked at Livio. He was her scapegoat.\n\n*\"Tied up. And I've also never brought anyone home before, not since I was like thirteen or fourteen, so I'm sure that's a little concerning to him.\"*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well, you did get the shipment details to him, right? The end result should be all that matters.\"\n\n*Livia looked back at Carly, not knowing what was going on in her head.*\n\n\"That's quite a long time. Fifteen sixteen is typically when that stuff's at it's peak, isn't it?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "On the north-eastern outskirts of Upper Mentia, a dark figure stumbled out of the forest. She was small and looked worse for wear. There was dark spots all over her clothes, and the edges of her mouth were rimmed with a crimson red. Without seeing her eyes, it was clear that she was suffering from some form of malnutrition, dehydration, or both. This would be the fate of the Reptillian Solis, who had finally made her way through the thick forests and found some form of civilization, but without a change in her personality in the process. \n\n\"Pl-please... Anyone.\" She gasped, her voice raspy and her lips cracked and bloodied. Solis had taken a few more steps before being brought down from exhaustion. Now on her hands and knees, she scanned the area, looking for something or someone to help satiate her needs. She wouldn't let herself die here though, after everything she went through. Doing her best to push herself back up, she continued to walk more inland, clutching her dagger in case anything catches her eye."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Melody carefully picked her way through the forest, her progress finally giving her a little more faith in her travels. Despite straying a bit off course, she was sure she was getting close to North Media now. If only winter hadn't managed to arrive before she could get there. Now the thoughts of traveling back south with a herd of centaurs seemed an even more daunting task. She was going to hold out to hope though, even more towards the trip not being for nothing. \n\nShe continued down the path she was on, making sure to stay on course. That was, until her heard a seemingly faint voice. The centaur looked off from the road ahead, gazing out into by the forests and wondering if she had just imagined it.*\"... Hello?\"*She called back to them. Though she couldn't really see anything with the reptilian blending in so well to the dark forest, Melody was a lot easier to spot. Of course, she mostly just looked like any other deer in the forest with her centaur half, but someone of her frame was a lot harder to miss.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "There was a voice that, although faint, Solis heard through the other noise. This was it, a time to strike and a time to survive. Unsheathing her dagger she used her long thermal sensing to find where this voice was, only to be met by what she thought was a deer. At first, she thought she was hallucinating, but as she kept on stalking her prey, she found that the \"Deer\" She saw was actually a centaur. While she saw the top part of her still as taboo, that bottom part must be good to eat. Solis thought of how to filet the meat, and how tasty she would taste. Well, that would have been the case, but upon further inspection, she found a nasty surprise hilt that poked out of her side. At her state, she couldn't even fight off a predator animal, much less a self-aware entity. Sliding her dagger back in her hilt in defeat, she raised her arms and screamed with all her effort. \n\n\"Hello!\" If the black sleeves weren't enough to signal Solis there, her hood has two linen-sewed eyes that lay on top of her hood, and should be visible to anyone. She limply swung her arms with no energy remaining, and she slowly began walking towards the centaur, hoping that she could provide some sort of sustenance, whether she had food or she had to ambush her at close-range. She wasn't going to tap out now."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Melody swung her head around, appearing startled for a short moment as her gaze finally fell upon the lizard folk.*\"Oh-. Hey, didn't see you there-.\"*She said, turning fully to face the woman. Her tone carried a friendliness to it. She figured it best to appear that way out here. With all the warfare it was easy to be mistaken for an enemy.*\"Are you okay miss...?\"*Melody asked as the woman began approaching her. There was an edge of caution to the deer, knowing full well she shouldn't be too trusting to people she came across with how close she was getting to the war zone.*\"You sound a bit distressed. Is there... Something I can help you with...?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*So this was what Carlyn was like. It seemed like she had a lot on her plate with the family business. And of course, the armor. He had never actually fought alongside her before; seems that she was a heavy armor user. He did want to see that one day; the small dog in armor barking at enemies.*\n\n*Of course, the arms were what immediately took his attention. He looked at the designs; they didn't seem professionally done, but they were still good.*\n\n\"Did you do these yourself?\"\n\n*He then looked over to the dog, who had now taken off her jacket to reveal a strong dog. Nice.*\n\n\"Well, you've gone out of your way to change that.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*\"I did. They're cute, right?\"*\n\nCarly walked up next to him as he looked over the armor and brushed her shoulder against his gently.\nMost of the designs were of little critters, clouds, or elaborate vines on flowers. They were certainly cute."}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"They are. How long did it take?\"\n\n*As Carlyn brushed up against him, he placed his hand on her ears, rubbing them.*\n\n\"A cute design from a cuter artist.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "She blushed at the compliment, taking a step past him so he couldn't see her face. It had a long while since she received compliments like that, and if ever in this quantity. Her hand run down her spear as she spoke. \n\n*\"I work on and off on it,\"* Her hand moved off the spear and towards the armor. \"*A few years now. I started the spear in Upper Media and finished not long before I left. I started the armor when I got back home. It's been... Two years? Give or take, anyway. It'd be done by now if I weren't so busy.\"*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Aw, is someone blushing?\"\n\n*Livio could see her reflection in the polished armor, as well as his thermal vision confirming that she was warmer than normal.*\n\n\"Do you plan to get back to adventuring anytime soon? I imagine you want to get out there, seeing how much attention and detail you put into your gear.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Carly grumbled back at him without really giving him a response to his first question, but quickly let it go with a sigh when his next one was asked.\n\n*\"I never intended to leave.\"* She said plainly. *\"I just wanted to keep everyone safe and realized I was a liability and starting to lose my sense of morale. Chalked it up to needing to go back home to work, but I knew I was just slowing everyone down. I came home to take those shackles off of them. Keeping them safe meant keeping myself out of harm.\"*\n\nHer hand raised along her spear with a face of somberness.\n*\"One day, when this war is over, I'll go back. I'm not sure if I could ever see Sonja or Sine, really. I pretty much abandoned them. Even if they took me back with open arms, I'm not sure how I'd feel about it, you know?\"*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"A liability? Are you worried that your friends would get hurt trying to protect you?\"\n\n*An arm wrapped around Carlyn's waist as Livio hoisted her up and sat her on the bed, and he sat next to her.*\n\n\"I don't know about them, but I'd want you fighting by my side. I'd think they would to. Gives the enemy someone else to worry about, you know? I'm sure you can handle yourself in melee. I sure can't.\"\n\n*He placed his hand over hers reassuringly.*\n\n\"I'm sure they'd be happy to see you again.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Livia put everything she said into a much easier to swallow pill. Her ears flattened at her own disappointment, though that was cut short when she was quite literally picked up. A noise of nothing but surprise escaped her mouth until she was put on the bed and Livia took a seat next to her.\n\nHer surprise went back to sadness when he started talking again, though his words were certainly encouraging.\n*\"Thank you Livia. I just don't think it's time yet but... I do want to see them again.\"*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "They exit through the open doorway into the muddy streets of the town. The gruff looking man takes out his map once more and looks up at the sky, before turning right and heading towards the exit of town towards the direction that Juna originally came from. If she follows him, he would guide the two of them out of town and far enough away that the only signs of civilization along the road would be the expansive fields. Going even further then that they would eventually re-enter the forestry that one flanked either side of the road during their travels. He suddenly turns off the road and heads into the forestry, weaving between trees and snapping branches that he cannot avoid with his sheer size. It would not be long until they come upon what looks to be a couple of sunken stone bricks in the earth beneath them. Several others nearby brought up out of the earth by the roots of the trees flanking them, he looks down and puts the map away. If she looks around she'd notice that the bricks though barely visible and in poor condition create some sort of path forwards. Without any words being exchanged the man walks forwards, stumbling occasionally over the rough road as he works his way further into the forest."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*June would follow him, her leather boots squelching with each step she took along the muddy path. Her Jackal kept close to her, testing out each patch of mud with a paw in memory of a time when he had once gotten stuck in a large puddle of it. June kept her gaze on the back of the man, keeping a couple fox-lengths behind him as he leads her out of town and back the way she had originally entered. As they entered the forest, June's ears instantly rose up with a feeling of alertness. There was some extra sense of familiarity being in a forest over that of a town, but still they were out on a mission and with what the people had warned her of earlier, she decided it was best to keep aware while out in Media. With every branch he snapped, her ears would flick towards the noise, becoming more conscious of them over her Jackal who would be sniffing around the new scents of the area. Eventually coming upon the sunken bricks, June would begin to slow her pace, wondering if they were nearing the place she was supposed to be scoping out. The Cantor was about to open her mouth as he looked down at the map again, but seeing him continuing anyway, June would follow him once more in silence. Each time he stumbled about along the road, she would become overly alert, unaware of whether there were other things to be looking out for in the forest with all the noise he was making. June preferred to keep quiet in unknown areas, but it seems it would be quite impossible with the man tripping about. Still though, she didn't speak, not wanting to interrupt the man as he tried to find whatever it was they were looking for.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "The mans heavy fur boots clatter against the worn stone bricks of this long forgotten path. Several times they splash water pooled within sunken bits of the road, or kick loose rocks off the pathway. Snapped branches litter the path he clears through the thickening brush. Birds chirp in fright and surprise as he disrupts their daily routines and Juna would likely hear animals of all kinds - foxes, rabbits, mice, etc fleeing in surprise at the mans loud approach. Several hours of following this decrepit path eventually leads to a semi-clearing. Within this semi-clearing is a large single story structure about the size of a modern day family house. Stone bricks make up the foundation and what looks to be a large tree pokes out of the top of the structure. A doorway entering into a dark room sits at the end of the path. There are no windows from this side of the building, and English ivy runs up and down the oddly symmetric grey stone brick walls. The man nods to the structure and says \"You go. No come out unless cleared. Understand?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Nearing the structure, June would grow stiff at it. It was rather odd seeing this place in the middle of nowhere which only caused a more ominous feeling for June. She turned her gaze towards the man as he nodded towards the structure, meaning that this was the place she was meant to search. Why that was, June was still not quite sure. When he asked if she understood her task, she opened her mouth to respond only to shut it once more and nod instead. She gave a small hand gesture for Jace to come follow her as the two would make their way over to the doorway. June went still once more, eyeing the dark room as she tried to blink a bit to adjust to the gloom of it before eventually taking a step into the building with her Jackal close beside her.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "Each uncertain step guides her closer to the arch. Upon passing through the doorway she feels shivers arch down her spine as if something wasn't quite right here. Her eyes rapidly adjust to the low light conditions and she notices that this room - whatever it once was, is completely unrecognizable. Piles of junk - the smell of animal refuse, dry dead leaves, moss, and even mushrooms call this room home. There are two other door ways - one right next to her on the right and one in front of her. The one in front of her seems to lead into some kind of hallway meanwhile the one to her right leads into a room smaller then this one - with a large stone brick in the middle, what remains of a hearth, and more trash and dirt mounds. If she investigates the room to her right she'd notice that the hearth seems to have been made into a den for some creature long ago but sits abandoned, and besides that there would seem to be nothing else of note within the room. If she enters into the hallway the same signature piles of refuse would be present, but there would also be a musty smell hanging heavy in the air. There are two other entrances within the hallway - both seeming to lead into rather large looking bedroom sized rooms. One of the rooms is bathed in light from the mighty tree growing out of its floor and punching through the uniquely stone roof. If she enters the doorway leading out of the presumable kitchen she'd find herself in a room lined with stone shelves. Upon one shelf, would be a completely out of place wooden box - seemingly untouched by time, but definitely not something placed here recently..."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*June would take note of the room, carefully scanning the ground for any sign of potential traps about within the growing bits of wilderness making their way into the room. Jace would sniff at the area, finding himself taking an interest into the ones that carried traces of other animals being here at some point as he would gradually make his way to the room at the right of the Cantor. Heading towards the Hearth, Jace would sniff at it a bit as he would take notice of some animal previously being here.*\"Stay close Jace...\"*She'd say quietly before turning to head down the hallway. Her Jackal would eventually snap his attention away from the hearth and follow after her. As she would see light coming from one of the rooms, she would head towards it to come to see it was the area where the tree had sprouted through.*\"This place has to have been abandoned for ages if this tree was able to grow this much...\"*She'd say, half to herself as she would try to explore the room further, Jace not being too far behind as he would enter after her.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "Today unlike any other day in the beautiful and prosperous land of Kadhok, the early morning sun would be beating down on the capital of Kadho, though to usuals and residents this was nothing as they were so close to the unbearable dry heat of the deserts. However to any foreigners this abnormal heat could possibly prove fatal. To Invola though, she had a nice and giant ice cube of a golem to cool down the inside of her store and as a plus it served as a guard while the shopkeep under her guise as a dark elf organized the stores selves and displays, waiting for any customers to walk on in. The window shelves were adorned with many jeweled ring, necklaces, and even some circlets for the overly aristocratic. And to top it all off today sitting right outside the door of Wolf's shop was a sign announcing a sale on all water and cool foods, as well a few enchanted items to fight against the heat."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Horace would walk through the town, drenched in his own sweat. He kept his cloak, mask, and hood on out of fear of being recognized, though this would only add to the heat. \"Thanks to that damn bounty, I had to escape to this godforsaken place to get away from all those bounty hunters. If I didn't know better, its almost like everyone's out to get me!\". Horace would look around, noticing a store with several items of high value. But more importantly, that golem must be cooling down the room like crazy! Horace would rush into the building, almost heading tears of joy.*\n\"Oh god, this room is a lifesaver, I'm so glad there are cool rooms like this in such a hot ass place like this!\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "The dark skinned woman would raise her brow just slightly to man bursting into her store, while she was sliding a small vase onto a shelf quite larger than her. \"I'm glad my service is already outstanding to you, though the ice golem's cooling services are a luxury only customers are allowed. So...\" Wolf would pause her words while she slowly made her way behind her store's counter, to then place her hands on the polished wood and gaze her red eyes towards Horace. \"Are you looking to buy anything good sir?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Horace would look up, noticing the dark elf that stood before him.* \n\"A dark elf? Never seen one of you folk before.\" \n*Horace would approach the counter as the elf told him about the policy.*\n\"Stereotypical shop owners, never giving a shred of free services. What's your cheapest item, I'm only here for the cold room anyway.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"My cheapest item would be the chilled water, that ice golem is holding that along with a few chilled fruits. The water is two silver, the fruits are five. But if you're referring to actual material items such as jewelry, my five least expensive and non-enchanted items are on the shelf over there.\" And Wolf would promptly point out the shelf with porcelain busts adorned with various bits of brass and bronze jewelry. \"Now I'm sure you noticed the sign outside, but if you didn't we have various enchanted items to help with the weather lately, if you would like to see those all you have to do is ask.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'll just take the chilled water for now... But I would like to hear about those enchanted item later.\" \n*Horace would place two silver coins on the counter. After he receives his items, he'd sit in a nearby chair, or just up against a wall if no chairs could be found. The elf would carefully remove his face mask, sipping the water gently. Horace had never been so happy to drink water before, it was almost embarrassing.*\n\"I don't know how anyone can live in this godforsaken heat... Its unbearable!\"\n*Horace would groan, continuing to drink. He would look around the shop, his eyes noticeably locking onto the valuables. The elf would make mental notes of all the valuable's locations in the store.*\n\"I suppose you have a real monopoly here, I haven't seen much business here for cold refreshments and such. Then again, that's to be expected if everyone here is used to the heat...\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Don't worry, I keep my promises.\"\n\n*That was a lie, though he fully intended to brush her hair and tail if need be.*\n\n\"I'll be sure to help finish this war then. So you can get all comfy.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*\"I'll buy into that.\"* She said with a gentle sigh, *\"Both of those, actually. I'll believe you on both of those things.\"*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"I see... In our culture, the body becomes a sacred thing after death. Whatever state they were in when the soul departed from it, it shall stay that way. It's why you see very few centaur... What do they call it, taxidermy? Perhaps not, but you get my point...\"\n*The centaur shivered gently at the prospect of being stuffed and displayed after death, fairly certain that was not the sort of viewing Victor was referring to. He trotted over to another, his eyes softening as he recognised the more juvenile expression upon the clay.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well, it's probably a cultural difference then.\" He pauses, looking at a full body work of an elf woman with facial scarring. \"To many Macon at least, they want to remember those that died as they were. They don't want to remember them as they were when disease took them, or when they died violently. Especially if they're going to sit up at home with them.\"\nHe clasped one hand behind his back, examining the model; It was a favorite of his.\n\"So, they bring them to me. I wash them, groom them, and make sure that they're actually dead before working on them. I try and make them look as though they're asleep with makeup, lotions and whatever else I may need. Furthermore, I try to keep their wounds closed, and try to slow down their decay so they can keep up with them for however long they need until they're buried.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Ha! And what would a cremation do? Fire won't make them come back.\"\n\n*Astrid's disdain for religion came to light as Aimar confronted her over the lack of a \"Proper\" Death process, she couldn't quite wrap her head around how people actually believed something like that could change anything, but religious followers were rather stubborn. And stubborn was a good word for the Macen, he was really getting on her nerves with him saying he'd happily kill her if need be, and she'd give him a fight if that's what he wished for. Some might argue he was brave to stand up against someone as ruthless as Astrid, but for the Silnari, it was simply dumb and cocky.*\n\n\"Alright then Mr. Righteous, show me how you will absolve the world of all evil and spread your clemency to the unjust.\"\n\n*Using words she had heard from other religious people mockingly, she stored her old sword back into its sheath and in its stead, revealed her main combat weapon, a single-edged bladed polearm akin to a sovnya. Made mainly out of a black steel with blue lines going down the blade, the lines were cosmetic with daylight, but in low light conditions they could fool someone of where the limits of the blade really are. Astrid rotated her torso and aimed the tip of the blade in an angle to the ground with the edge upwards, adopting a defensive stance with her body behind the polearm. Still covered with her cloak and looking through some thin hairstrands, her stare finally shifted into one of provocation, almost daring Aimar to strike first.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*His brows furrows slightly as he hears this. What was she on about? For someone as willing to use such distasteful magic as her, it's no surprise to him, she doesn't care too much about traditions like cremating the dead, but she said it with such vitriol it almost confused him. He'd angered her, that much was plain, but for someone who used such magic, had she not expected such strong reactions from people already?*\n\n*His grip tightened on his blade as she sheathed her sword and pulled out her grieve, pointing it at him. It seemed like the time of them crossing blades would be sooner than he expected, something he notes with a small amount of regret. He shouldn't have said the last part, especially not to one as violent as her. He could leave, now; he could turn into a bird, fly off, maybe, or simply try surrendering and begging for forgiveness—though he doubts the latter would do any good. And in regard to the former... His father hadn't raised him to be a coward. He would only flee should the fight be completely unwinnable.*\n\n\"... I don't wish to fight you, still. But if you leave me no choice in the matter, I *Will* Defend myself.\" *He says a few subvocal words, before using his left hand to bump the pommel of his lesser. As soon as he does so, his blade ignites in flame, starting from the bottom of its length and travelling up it in less than a half of a second. Despite Astrid expecting for him to attack first, he doesn't, remaining where he is, watching her closely through the flames of his blade as it points directly to her. He's waiting on her to strike first.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Trusting her reflexes and speed, Astrid leaped forwards with remarkable speed, but perhaps clumsily or unluckily, the muddied ground prevented her from getting a proper launch and she was much slower in the air than she had expected, clearly telegraphing her attack to Aimar who promptly evaded the weak attack. She backstepped into her initial position after an embarrassingly terrible first strike, surely that'd be bad for initial impressions.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He manages to knock the grieve aside with his sword, extending his left hand, palm upward, fingers splayed, their tips pointing upward. As he raises that hand, a mottled mass of spiked roots and vines spring from the road, latching onto her calves and holding her in place. And with that, he retreats—he doesn't flee, instead repositioning, as he turns back around to face her.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "Lighting a candle to combat the growing darkness outside, he looks at Circine.\n\"Well, is there anything you'll be needing for your stay then? I'm afraid outside of occasionally helping or healing centaur, I don't have them in my clinic often.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Just a blanket, maybe something to eat... If the horses eat it, I can too - but something warm would be nice... I can pay, of course.\"\n*Cir cine hadn't been a guest before, so had no idea what the etiquette was, fidgeting slightly as he watched Victor.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Quickly realised what was about to happen, Astrid flexed her legs preparing to jump, but the muddied grounds below her could not provide any firm ground for a quick jump, and the vines caught her anyways. The cloak protects her clothes and critical areas, but the thorny plants still managed to give her a few stingy cuts, but more urgent than injuries is the fact she cannot move. Held in place by a myriad of magical roots and stems, she struggles for freedom as her brain thinks of what she can do, that's when she notices something interesting.*\n\n*Although the plants prevent any movement of her legs, her left arm can move freely without touching any vines, and her right arm has some limited movement as well. Spinning the Sovnya and stabbing it into the ground, she grabs a dagger from the drop leg sheath and uses the played card again, throwing the knife with incredible speed towards Aimar, like the time it was used to kill the young boy, it was imbued with the same necrotic spell from before, although at this distance and against an armoured opponent. It wouldn't immediately kill him, but if the Macen didn't see the approaching knife, he was about to get a very unpleasant surprise.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Amar goes to parry the blade, but misjudges the speed at which it was thrown, attempting to deflect it too early. It hits him in the left shoulder, causing him to wince, but ignore it. Leaving it in was the best course of action for now, to prevent excess bleeding, and it didn't seem to hit so deep he can't maneuver.*\n\n*He sheathes his sword and unslings his bow from his shoulder, reaching out his left arm once again, this time holding a closed fist. As he goes to quickly open it, a severe, sharp, numbing pain, shoots through his arm, causing it to twitch last minute, throwing his aim off. A burst of noxious, yellow-green looking gas explodes just behind Astrid, just outside where she's stuck. *\n\n*Amar looks down at the dagger, ripping it out, looking at the now necrotic flesh around the wound, a dark actor oozing from the wound, too black and too thick to be blood—at least, not healthy blood. He throws the blade to the ground before turning his view back to Astrid.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Slowly getting more angry at the vines containing her, the Ekremi senses the magical plants momentarily become weaker as Aimar struggles with the necrotic magic, and uses that brief window to break free from her green cage. Picking her weapon back from the ground as she notices what might be described as chemical warfare in another world, she is of course glad he missed that attack, but she had to be more cautious approaching a ranged opponent.*\n\n*Struggling on the wet ground with her numb legs from the trap, she moves slowly towards the forest, she casts another offensive spell, this time one that produces a miasma that accelerates organic decomposition. A nice fold against a plant based opponent, although it seems she wasn't too accurate with her attack, and Aimar was already moving from his position.*\n\n*Astrid stumbles and eventually crashes into a tree as she begins paying close attention to what information her ears can give. As she slowly rotates her ankle to get rid of the numbness, the white-haired girl breathes in slowly with her eyes closed to regain focus and composure for the next phase. This whole situation was clearly a very big miscommunication and should have never happened in the first place, but it was too late to be diplomatic although she firmly believed Aimar was mostly at fault for trying to be picky over who his saviour was.*\n\n*As the angel she was, the now-recovered Astrid stood up and removed the hood of her cloak, she needed to fully absorb all her senses and the concealment was getting in the way of her peripheral view. With Sovnya in hand the Ekremi began closing the distance while using the abundant trees as cover from the incoming arrows.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*In one swift motion, Amar grabs a few arrows in his right hand at once, knocking a single one while he keeps the other two in reserve, point facing downward. The knocked arrow is held against the right edge of his bow, kept still by his extended thumb as he draws the arrow back, aiming at the other warrior. \n\nHe looses his arrow, aiming at Astrid's neck—only for her to duck behind a tree at the last second. Quickly, he flicks one of his reserve arrows up, to replace the loosed one, drawing back the bow, this time aiming lower, just as he saw the hint of her foot begin to exit the tree's cover. This time, his shot is true, the arrow piercing her calf just above the ankle, sinking deeply into her muscle, causing her to stumble. \n\nHaving slowed her down, Amar takes this opportunity to again retreat, this time more confident in his attacks, drawing two more arrows to replace his lost ones as he prepares to duck behind a tree himself.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*\"You flirt, I did not... 'bring you home.' You're my guest and I invited you.\"* She replied with a pout over her shoulder, and then whipped her head around so that her hair smacked him in the face as he asked his next question.\n\nThere was no pondering about it. She answered almost immediately.\n*\"If you could stay here forever, I think I'd let you. But since you can't, I'll definitely have to open my door for you again someday soon. Either that, or go with you, but I can't leave yet. I've got responsibilities here first.\"*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"And what if I am a flirt? What are you going to do about it?\"\n\n*The words were paired with a ruffling head pat before he was met with a face full of hair. Some got in his mouth mid-sentence, and he had the unfortunate experience of extracting Carly's hair out of his mouth before drying it with a handkerchief.*\n\n\"Is it because I'm a friend? One that came to visit? Or something else?\"\n\n\"As for those responsibilities... How long do you think you'll need?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*\"You're way too readable, I feel like every romance novel I've ever read has had you in it.\"* She replied, but it wasn't exactly an insult. \n\nCarlyn leaned back gently and rested the back of her head in the cusp of his shoulder and neck, placing her cheek against his chin. \n\n*\"You're keen on getting me back, huh? Very antsy.\"*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"And you can read, can't you?\"\n\n*Livia wrapped an arm around Carly's waist as she leaned against him, pulling her in snug. He thought he was one who didn't make connections; clearly, he was wrong.*\n\n\"Nothing wrong with wanting someone adorable as you back.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*\"Of course I can read, goober.\"* \n\nShe grumbled in his ear at the comment and for just a moment broke free from his grasp. Carlyn stood up to turn herself around and... Basically clotheslined him into the bed. She flopped down next to him and stuck her arm out, taking him down with her. It was up to him to get comfortable.\n\nShe looked over at him to see how he reacted while saying back, *\"You're tremendously lucky I like you.\"*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Livia was initially caught off guard, but eventually let himself be clothesline onto the mattress, making a shallow L-shaped indentation in it. He looked over, giving her a smile before grabbing her arm, pulling her onto him, and rolling over so now he was on top. He gave her a sly grin as he fixed his hair confidently before fixing hers as well, brushing it out of her face.*\n\n\"I had a feeling you did from the start.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "She grinned and gave him a soft laugh as he flipped over. It felt nice to genuinely be close to someone, not just physically but emotionally too. But, well, she did have her own sly little comment to make as per usual. \n\n*\"Hard not to when you've always been obsessed with me.\"*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She looked extra cute when she was laughing, but that iconic sly grin of hers was continuing to grow on him.*\n\n\"Always have a comment up your sleeve eh?\"\n\n*He used a hand to restrain both of hers, holding them above her head, while another was placed near her head to stabilize himself. He returned her sly grin with one of his own, waiting for her reaction.*\n\n\"Still got something to fire back like this?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "Not a word was spoken back. A sheepish and bashful look was returned to Livio, but her mouth stayed shut. Her ear flicked once in response and a softer smiled formed on her face to replace that smugness. She hadn't even been in this position before. It was hard to find words for it, and so she just looked at him."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Seems like I finally shut you up, huh?\"\n\n*Her hands were pulled further above her head, and another hand snaked under her back to pull her up. Livia made his move, taking advantage of the kimono's sudden shyness and pressed his lips into Carly's. He went quite light, as not to give her a sensory overload.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "It was still an overload for her, who had never been kissed before. But it sat well with her anyways, as her hand reached its way up and along his face.\n\nWhen she got a moment to speak after their brief engagement she asked in a still abashed, but equally smug tone, *\"How long have you been waiting for that?\"*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*With Carly accepting the kiss, Livia thought he had perhaps induced a silence in the dog. It only seemed to make her retaliate with words more though. Seems that he couldn't beat her in that department. So he would do so in another.*\n\n\"Only about a year. Now shut up.\"\n\n*He goes for another kiss, this time, much more passionate.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "Livio got his giggle of doom from the dog, who rested back and allowed him his kiss. Her hand moved from his cheek to the back of his head and pulled him down as she went to rest her head on the pillow. \n\nShe hasn't been waiting for this. In a strange twist of irony, she didn't know she wanted this until just now. But after so long in relative isolation, it was hard not to brew strong opinions about the ones you missed. Carlyn was happy it turned out this way. She was certain Livio was, too."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Livia had been interested in Carly far sooner, but her disappearance meant that he didn't have the opportunity. Now, he seized it with fervor. His hand caressed her cheek, another wrapped around her. Now he could savor his prize; though, that wasn't the quite word, as Carly genuinely meant something to him.*\n\n*After a long period of kissing, Livia would break away so she could breathe.*\n\n\"So, was I your first?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*\"Oh please. You should already know you are. I've been a merchant since the day I could read. Never had time for anything like this.\"*\n\nShe sniffed just to clear her mind and said, *\"We'll set sail as soon as the war is over. I don't know where we'll go, but we'll go.\"*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Just wanted to confirm.\"\n\n*He finally let her go, rolling over next to her on the bed.*\n\n\"I'll go anywhere you go. I'm quite the traveler.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*\"So does that mean you'll stay here with me for a bit?\"* She asked sheepishly, looking over at him."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Hm? Of course.\"\n\n*He gave her a little book on the nose, then scratched her ears again. Was it time now then? His hand went to her stomach, giving her belly rubs.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "Carlyn grumbled at the prospect as his hands moved to her tummy, and she brought her knees up to her chest. She kicked her sheets some to move them and then told Livio, *\"Move, space hog. I'm cold.\"*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Livia would grab Carly and pull her into the covers before throwing them over the pair of them.*\n\n\"I'll take all your space.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "The hallway, thankfully, turns out to be relatively short. She soon finds herself in front of a massive steel door - rusted along the edges and seams, seemingly held together by what looks to be... Studs? In reality it would be bolts and is indicative of what may be found beyond. In the middle of the door is a circular protrusion with a flat top and a slot in it, perfectly shaped for the key held on her person."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*June came to a stop as she saw the large door in front of her. Slowly she would move the arrow around to get a better look at it, soon coming across the slot in the center.*\"Hm...\"*The Cantor would place the box on the ground briefly before grabbing the key she had and inserting it into the slot. She would try to turn it seeing if it would at least unlock the door. If not, she could only assume this was a dead end.*\n\n```+2.5 MANA Regent; 100/100 MANA Remaining\n1 Turn until light goes out```"}, {"from": "human", "value": "The metal key slips cleanly into the lock. It's impossible to turn right, but after turning it left the key manages to turn and solicits a clicking sound. The grinding of gears and the screeching of steel can be heard as the door shudders, swinging inwards revealing a rather large room. Though she can't exactly see very far inside, the floor appears to be black and is coated in dust - the black material appears smooth but not like stone."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*With the door opening, June would walk inside and scan the dark room. Down below, her Jackal would sniff at the air, soon letting out a sneeze at the dust filling the area. As the light on her arrow would soon go out, she would relight it again before continuing onward through the dark room.*\"How can this whole place be under a house like that...\"*She whispered within the gloom, moving onwards with her Jackal following after her.*\n\n```Heated Shot: -5 MANA; 95/100 Remaining```"}, {"from": "human", "value": "It wouldn't take long for the arrow to begin illuminating things of interest. As she walks straight in she notices after almost bumping into it a table. The table in front of her is rather large - big enough for a grown adult macen male to lay upon it with plenty of wiggle room. Upon the table is a plethora of tools - many alien to her. Alongside those tools are solid metal parts, which are badly rusted - even in their current state it's easy to see the markings in them. A thick layer of dust covers everything on the table and the table itself, and the air smells especially stale in here."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*June quickly placed a hand on the table as she found herself nearly bumping into it. She would take a quick pause before glancing at the large table in front of her. Seeing the tools sitting upon it, June would curiously lean over the table and reach for the nearest one to get a better look at them. Jace meanwhile would be continuing to walk along the side of the table, his nose scrunching at the stale air of the room.*\n\n```97.5/100 MANA\n2 Turns Remaining```"}, {"from": "human", "value": "She grabs some kind of strange metal device. It's the length of her fore arm and has a C shape at the end of a metal handle. The interior of the C, rather then being curved is split into three flat edges. It's quite hefty - and covered in rust. Another tool looks like a chisel but the tip is in the shape of an X. Beneath the table are several large containers, about four feet long and two feet tall. The table top is around four feet off the ground. As she explores the table she notices something glisten among all the metal - clearing the metal tools and debris out of the way she reveals what looks to be a lower human jaw... But it's made out of shinning steel. Slots for what looks like teeth are in it, and unlike all that surrounds it - it seems completely untouched by the ages. An indepth examination would reveal fancy shapes etched along the outer jaw - which seem to faintly glow..."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*June would look at each tool with interest, wondering if it would be wrong of her to keep the things she finds in this place. Perhaps she could even sell them later, though worst case she could hand it over to the man that had hired her. For now, she would carefully place the tools in her bag before her gaze would eventually fall on the glowing jaw that sat underneath the pile. She stared at it in amazement before grabbing the metallic piece and looking it over as she ran a thumb along the outer edge of it. Eventually Jace would make his way back over to her, coming to sit down as he waited for her to finish.*\n\n```100/100 MANA\n1 Turn Remaining```"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "She made an estranged noise as she was grabbed and pulled in close, though no resistance was offered. Frankly Livio was warm enough, and the sheets were only adding to that. \n\nShe tucked her face in between his shoulder and neck, and mumbled in his ear, *\"I think I'm gonna go to sleep now. Long day of work and play. What say you?\"*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Has it gotten that late already?\"\n\n*Livia stroked Carly's hair and ears as she snuggled up behind him, holding her close.*\n\n\"You sure your parents will be fine with me sleeping with you?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*\"Definitely not fine with it.\"* She replied, poking her head up and giving him a snarky grin. *\"Though they went through this same thing when they were our age. My mom was just a simple merchant and my father was one hell of a necromancer back in the day. So they'll definitely understand. The whole... Adventurous boy meets big town girl.\"*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Your dad's a necromancer?\"\n\n*Livia smiled as Carly poked her head out, and he gave her a quick kiss in response.*\n\n\"Well, it's not like we need their permission anyway.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "A new moon loomed over the sky tonight, devoid of stars and ashen clouds closed in from the northeast, heralding a storm. Dusk had long set in, and the cold evening breeze called for beasts and men alike to seek shelter. Critters chirped and owls hooted uneasily, weighted by the tense and humid air. \n\nBut not all beasts echoed the unease, or heeded nature's warnings. One of them crossed the plains near the mountainside with a light gait on his paws, barely disturbing the blades of grass underneath. He hummed an old folk song as he ventured south, brief words mixed with guttural snarls in the distinct tongue of the Hasaapian tribes. Every step he took synced with a lyric, distancing himself from the encroaching storm\n\nThe lone travelled concealed much of his identity beneath a black cloak. What could be seen was the distinct shape of a canine muzzle extending from his hood, a dried scar running deep across its bridge and spiked protrusions on the sides of his jaw resembling black fangs. At a glance, nobody would doubt he was a lone canifor, specifically of the more bestial variety found in the untamed Anushkenian wilds west of Silnaria: quick of temper and quicker of claw, yet stolid when unprovoked. \n\nBut then one could also take note of the horns atop his forehead, piercing through his hood like jagged spearheads, more fiendish than bestial. For one familiar with silnari gossip, it would be these horns that made it dreadfully clear who- or *What* The beast was. And if those rumours were true, one would be wise to avoid his ire. \n\n||"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*From that area, amidst the gentle glow of the moonlit night, the remarkable claws of Toss peaks can be clearly seen. Peering high above the clouds of Western Praia, its silent visage has kept the soul of this land for time unmeasured and tells of it in words unspoken. The root of minerals and rivers which flow from the deepest reaches of its abode had existed since the far past. Indeed, before even the distant time when the first pioneers had set upon their presence in this continent.*\n \n*A lone figure is staring at their own reflection on top of a river's surface. Cascade of water can be heard not far from there. Its current carved rocks and soil onto the ravine which they are in at the moment. The water itself originated from an unseen source beneath the mountain. It was a place recounted in numbers of old tales. Mythical creatures far more ancient than any kingdom lingers there, never to recognize the ray of sunlight.*\n_ _\n\n_ _\n*The clear water and illumination radiated by the moon captured the image of the figure's appearance perfectly. Sweeping golden strands of hairs from their face, they– or she, blinked on top of the water's surface. The girl on the other side is an ordinary young Macon, if not quite more charming than average. Fixing the scholarly beret on top of her hat, she smiled at her own reflection. Occasionally, she would make a pose with her long, wooden staff, like a child in front of a mirror. It is not until the thunderous roar of the distant lightning had pulled her attention back towards her surroundings, that she finally looked away.*\n \n*\"I think there is still some time.\" She thought inside her mind while gauging the distance of the storm. It was done by counting the interval between flash of lightning and its following loud exclamation.*\n \n*Carefully, she puts away all the refilled water containers inside her backpack. Then, she began to walk, following along the river. Steep ground like this would be the best place to camp in a storm. Away from treeline, yet not too far away into the flat soil. She was also thinking about seeking a location where flooding would be unlikely to happen. Though, she was distracted by a faint, yet distinctive noise which entered her ear. A quite gravelly voice, following a pattern which are undoubtedly fixed pitches. It is...*\n \n*\"A song?\" She muttered quietly.*\n\n_ _\n*The girl turned her head in the voice's direction. Towards North-East, the view of the path that she has taken before sliding down into the ravine is entirely visible. Beyond that, faraway in the distance, she can also see half of the rocky peaks. Thick, black clouds of encroaching storms encircling the other half of the mountains. These regions are sparsely populated and travelled through. Even the hardy Lora of the west would often choose to evade this path. Thus, she certainly doesn't expect anyone to be this close in proximity with her trek.*\n \n*Meeting a stranger in a wilderness like this can often lead into various grim circumstances. Her eyes darted to the side momentarily. Unfortunately, there seems to be nowhere for her to hide and watch whoever it is, to discern whether they are friendly or not. And hence, the figure finally came into view, appearing like a ghost from the ridgeline not far above her.*\n \n*\"That's.!!\" Her wariness had increased exponentially.*\n\n_ _\n*Their nefarious appearance is exactly as mentioned in the rumors, one that she heard when visiting Floor not too long ago. **\"As the sun is set, beware. Your eyes would be drawn towards their jagged horns, which is not that of a beast, but something far more sinister.\"** Her boots scraped against the pebbles and the rocks underneath her. Rotating her whole body abruptly, she faced towards the figure's direction. She looked at the figure with sharp and cautious eyes, attempting to perceive what is obscured behind the veil of their hood. There is no point in walking away quietly, as she is quite sure that they've seen her anyway. *\n \n\"....\" \n \n*She didn't say anything, but her nerves are cranked to their maximum. If the figure is indeed, the renowned \"Revenant\", and the rumors surrounding them were not a simple hogwash, then she will know of it soon. However, for one, the girl is not one to trust rumors blindly, nor that she is a person that is keen to get into conflict.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Aimar lines up his shot with Astrid just as she ducks behind the tree, having to wait until she exits to loose an arrow. He steels himself to do so... Until he see's the tree begin to rot. The sight of it withering, blackening, buckling under its own weight is enough for him to lose his composure, the drawn arrow being loosed by accident, thunking harmlessly into the dead wood of the tree.\n\nHe prepares another arrow, but not fast enough to loose upon astrid as soon as she left the tree's cover. He pulls back just as she launches off the tree and into another, the arrow being loosed early and flying harmlessly a few inches past her head.\n\nHe goes to draw another as the dagger hits him in the upper right arm. A scratch, barely enough for him to register—but he certainly notices the magic. His arm starts to go numb just as he starts to knock the arrow, unable to get a good grip on the drawstring. He looks down at his arm, his eyes growing wide as he notices a growing blackness running down his arm and up his shoulder. \n\nThe arrow falls from his arm, Aimar barely even able to raise it anymore, and he begins to stagger backwards—and then turns around, breaking into a full on sprint. He can't win this, not with an arm like this. He grasps his bow with his left hand, starting to feel that one grow numb, too, as the magic from his shoulder wound starts going down it.* \n\n\"Shit, shit, no no no no no.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*No longer someone fighting against a comparable opponent, Astrid is now akin to a predator hunting fleeing prey, and the hunter was indeed faster. She stalked Amar through the forest, closing the distance but not quite at striking point yet, perhaps it was on purpose to mess with his psychology, or the arrow hit was limiting her mobility, but she had the clear upper hand over the Macon, with only her mercy dictating how far she'd go.*\n\n*Deciding enough was enough, she leaped with more strength than previously to have enough momentum to catch her opponent, she moved her Sonya in the air for two diagonal slices upwards and then downwards. Landing the strikes on his back thigh and through his back and also slightly cutting the arm. The back and arm damage was very shallow, but the cut on Amar's left thigh was almost bone-deep, convincingly removing his movement capacity. But Astrid was still in the air, so she used the last bit of speed she carried to kick the Macon from behind as she struck the ground with her pole arm, the drier ground stopping the blade pretty quickly, Astrid landing after a rather unconventional way of braking.*\n\n*The injured Amar, who had fallen face-first into the ground, would be welcomed by the tip of a blade once he turned his face, the wielder of the weapon could finally be identified now that there was no hood hiding the Remi's face. Astrid was trying to control her breathing, and had a few drops of sweat and rain on her face, her long alpine hair trying to hide inside her cloak, with some pointy ears and a few black and blue hair ornaments breaking the white hegemony. Her cloak had been stained by mud and some bloodstains, mainly from the sharp vines. Her right leg, partially obscured by the cloak, was covered in red from the arrow that was still drawing blood, but horrifyingly, she seemed unfazed by the impaled projectile.*\n\n\"... I Win...\"\n\n** **\n\n*Between ragged breathings, the victor uttered just two words as her face finally changed to a very slight smile, her pulse had yet to steady, but she didn't look too tired. Beneath the cloak, she moved her hand in a certain way to disable all of her active magic. Her MANA reserves almost depleted from the three hostiles she fought; two of them were probably just skeletons now, and the other could be relieved the rotting would not continue to have its meal on his flesh.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*\"A pretty damned strong one, too. He's told me stories but thoe are best saved for another time. Right now I'm not thinking about him or his permission. Just you.\"*\n\nCarlyn once more settled back into his arms and let out a small, tired sigh. It was of pure relief and bliss."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Just me?\"\n\n*Livia rubbed her back as she settled into his arms, letting her just rest on top of him.*\n\n\"Hey, uh, how far do you want to go? With the two of us?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*\"That's not a question for now, Livio. Do you really think I have the answer to something as broad as that?\"*\n\nOnce more she turned and looked at him.\n\n*\"I've never fallen in love before. I've never been kissed. I didn't even know this was how today was going to turn out. It just happened this way. I don't know if I'm just starved of romance and affection so I'm clinging to the first thing in front of me, or if I genuinely love you. But I know one thing, and that I've made you a promise. We'll sail. As friends, as... As lovers, as enemies. We're gonna sail, and whatever happens along the way will be the answer.\"*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Hm. You're right. That was a dumb question.\"\n\n*Livia laid back, looking up at the ceiling, then smiled, continuing to stroke her hair.*\n\n\"You'll find that it's a weird thing. Love, that is. Don't say enemies though, that just makes things awkward.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*\"I say it because it's true. We don't know what the future holds. And really, our past holds no weight on our actions either. We just have to live in the now.\"* Carlyn said, trailed with a gentle hum.\n\n*\"Laughing, crying, eating food. Adventuring, meeting new friends, and reinforcing old ones. Every day brings new opportunities. It's why people keep moving on. It's why I left my home in the first place. I wanted to take control of my own fate... Or, I guess it was already fated to be. But I think that's where I fit the best in life. Living day by day, with plans for a short future but never coming to any real conclusions. Whatever happens happens. Wherever we end up, on whatever side, I just hope I get to spend [Tomorrow with You.](<"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Have a little hope! Though, that being said, I definitely didn't think I would end up here.\"\n\n*He hadn't expected to live life as a mercenary when he was first drafted. He thought that the war would end soon, and he'd return home to his hometown in Upper Media. It had been 6 years since he first thought that. Livia continued to listen to Carly's mini speech, thinking about what would happen in the future. That was the spirit. Whatever happens.*\n\n\"Sounds like you're madly in love, judging from that.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*\"Oh hush. We'll see how it goes, but for now, we'll run with that. I'm enjoying being with you now, and I don't see why I wouldn't be tomorrow or... A week or six months or even years from now.\"*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Had any of his past relationships ever lasted more than a year? Well, with Carly moving along with him, it may actually be the first case.*\n\n\"I'm looking forward to it. Let's stick with tomorrow first though. What should we do?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "What a terrible day for a performance, Vithay was through with the stunt his brother pulled today. Done with it and didn't want to hear another word breath from his brothers lips about the matter. If only he could have some space, a little time apart that's all! Yet he found himself as he ever was permanently affixed to his brothers hip slinking through the rain with his hand over his head. Till he felt a rough jab from his sibling cram into his mesh covered rib cage. To say the least they were both drastically unprepared for what the weather had in store for them.\n\nVithays expression drastically contrasted the right twins cocky smirk. \"*Hey* Mister sunshine, how's the weather over there huh? Still raining on that parade trying to draag me down?\" Vishal playfully threw himself against his brother, pretending that he was weighed down by his twins mood. Vithay let out a huff as his eyes did a summersault, doing his best to ignore his brothers antics. He forced their shared tail to tread forward sluggishly pulling themselves past the local tavern. Vithay was struggling to keep his attention away from his brother who had thrown himself onto his shoulders."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The Elf would make his way up to the door of the tavern, just about moving his hand to open it up only to hear the sound of chatter coming by with the noise created from Vishal. He'd look over, eyeing the pair of twins slithering by with a quizzical expression. What on earth? It was needless to say it was the first time the Elf had seen a Nāga in person, let alone a pair that shared the same tail. That was enough to drive his curiosity, leaving him to forget about rain that occasionally tried to remind him of its presence.\n\n From what he could hear of the one-sided conversation, it was clear one seemed to be bothering the other. That much information easy to perceive with Vitals more annoyed expression. Sibling quarrels. One thing most can relate to, though being stuck with the other might have added a new layer to that. With them slithering on by, the Elf would speak up against the impending wind.*\"Planning on fighting against the rain all night?\"*He'd say to the pair.*\"Or each other rather.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "She turns left and begins walking along the wall. It doesn't take her more then six feet to come upon what looks to be a large shelf. This time it's stacked with large crates, seemingly full of a variety of different materials. One has mason jars full of this cyan goo which glows when the light from the arrow brushes past it. This glowing helps better illuminate the area - for the most part the shelves are just stacked with metal, which is strange since there doesn't seem to be a black smithery down here... Regardless nothing else is revealed from exploring the shelves besides what were likely top of the line alchemical ingredients back in the day - many of which seem to have degraded into uselessness. \n\nWalking further along the wall she loops back to the entrance area and begins to walk down the right half of the wall. This part of the wall is mostly barren save for what seems to be the only wooden door in the entire building. The door has a handle, which appears to have a key in it. The wood work is still in good condition, but she could probably break through it if she really put her mind to it. Likewise it's plausible the key she still has may work on this lock too, if it is indeed locked."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Upon seeing the jar with a cyan glow to it, she would decide to wait for her arrow to go out and put it away. June would stand up on her tip toes in an attempt to reach the jar and take it with her before continuing down with a new source of light.\n\nMoving on, she would come to notice the door and with a flare of excitement she'd head over towards it. The Cantor would try the handle first to see if it would open. If not, she would at least give the key a try first, turning it in the lock before trying to think of another solution. Her Jackal would come up beside her, soon sitting down at her feet in waiting.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "She manages to easily reach the jars grabbing one of them. It radiates warmth, pleasant warmth - not unlike a hearth with some roaring logs. The glow it produces casts a much larger area of effect then the makeshift arrow torch she was using prior. Turning the handle reveals that the door is indeed unlocked. Within is a smallish room. The room is occupied mostly with a strange device - a large bronze sphere connected through the center with a metal rod. At the top of the rod are two pipes sticking out the sides with the exhausts facing opposite sides. Beneath the sphere is what looks to be a fire pit. Next to the device is a rather large coal box full of black coals, on the wall next to the door is some kind of strange device with several switches and a large red button. Text beneath the button reads \"Start/stop\", and underneath the two largest switches is \"Light\" And \"Entrance.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*June would hug the jar close to her, taking in the warmth it gave off while she progressed onward. Upon opening the door, June would slowly peek inside before fully walking in and exploring the room for any potential ways she could find to get out. Her gaze would turn to the wall with the strange device on it as she would find herself half-consciously reading what the text said.*\"Start... Stop... Light... Entrance... Hm...\"*June would reach forwards to grab the lever labeled 'light', deciding to pull down on it and see what it would do.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*The Elf would briefly scan the contents of the Tavern, watching the other people as they'd occasionally glance over to the odd group while the twins decided that now would be the best time to tell their life's story. Not what the Elf had in mind, but it seemed like nothing was going to stop the pair from giving him anything other than a simple straight answer.*\"Right... Vishal and Vithay.\"*He'd say, not really gesturing to either one to suggest he was able to tell them apart. The Elf could see himself forgetting who was who eventually, but asking them again was just going to lead him down another speech amongst the animated group. With his hair wrung out as much as it could be, he'd sit up more and would relax an arm over top the seat he rested in while he gazed at the pair.*\n\n\"You know you two remind me of someone. He over-exaggerates things too...*And talks just as much*...\"*He'd say the last part more under his breath in recalling his Macen ally who talked too much for his own good. It left moments of the Elf not listening to him at times with his short attention span causing him to focus on something more of interest, but the squire was still an alright person to hang out with despite it. Not that the Elf could talk. Even he would act a little over the top in pretending to be something he wasn't mostly out of the joke of it. It probably wasn't the best comparison, but a comparison nonetheless. It was like him, but doubled. This was bound to be a long night.\n\nHe'd glance over at Vithay in being asked about the mask. It was a question he was asked often, though never one he gave the real answer towards.*\"It's a look.\"*He'd say simply, erasing all ability to turn it into a long story with the Elf not being the best at telling them. People were bound to assume their own beliefs of the reason behind it, making it all the more fun for him to shut down the idea with a much simpler response.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Who in their right mind would just dump their life story on a stranger? That was never their intention, in fact that was the last thing either of them would ever want to do. Instead, it was a poor attempt at trying to tease Terrell and his erstwhile comment about their names leading to a tangent. Even if it was a joke it seemed to divulge into a tangent regardless.\n\nSeeing the difference between the two was easier than Terrell made it out to be. Vital the one who 'ruined' the story wore a short-sleeved crop top with fishnet in its center and kept his hair in a tidy ponytail. On the other hand Vishal the one next to him wore an open decorative jacket with nothing underneath, his hair was loose free from any restraint. A few details were similar, both had their long sideburns bound, and they wore a cloth necklace with a silver clasp in its center.\n\nVishal started to drag himself up from the table, a look of bemusement across his features. Finding something Terrell said amusing. \"Wow, really? Forget my brother needing to loosen up, did you really take that whole act seriously?\" A confident smile broke against his features thinking he did a great job if it did. \"Man I must have nailed it!\" Neglecting to give any credit to his brother for helping. Vital seemed accustomed to his right halves behavior, accepting he wouldn't get credit in the little stunt. \"Thank goodness we're not throwing on a show right now, your ego would sooner burst... Then finish the script.\" Vital playfully jested, garnering an elbow jab from his brother. \n\n\"Oh...\" Vitals' shoulders slumped, but he pressed a little still holding out hope there was more to the story. \"I don't mean to pry, but I can't help imagine what it could be... More than just a look.\" Vital begun to chew over what it could be, as his brother kept wringing out his long sideburns. Vishal left Vital to work this one out on his own. \"Oh, oh I know... Maybe it was an uh... Parting\n\nGift?\" Neither of them seemed to mind the patrons passing looks; it must be something they had grown used to. So long as nobody stared to long it wouldn't be a problem."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*In the days after Galschens death and the defenders of Aberardtir being forced to sit through agonising peace talks, the war in Mentia seemed to be calming down, for once. Sivne sat in a tavern to the south of the city. The guards weren't doing anything about her for some reason or another.\n\nThe 7'8ft tall beast of war was sat at the bar, beer in one hand and the other flicking through a book.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Livia had heard about a certain rumor. Apparently, Aachen was cut down by the rebel beast kin Sold had sent out. Of course, such a weak cover up was easily seen through given the right context. Allay just happened to take over the siege, and Aachen just happened to die. Very convenient indeed.*\n\n*He walked into the bar with his classic white cloak, and he found what he was looking for; the 7'8 prayer, a wall of muscle and steel, one that was a force of nature on her own, Sine. He made a beeline towards her, and she would be aware that he had something to say. As for what, it was difficult to make out.*\n\n\"Interesting seeing you here.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The giant heard footsteps behind her and seemed to recognise it as someone moving with intent. She glanced over her shoulder and spotted Livio, downing some of her beer before turning more to actually look at him.*\n\"Mmmhmm. War in the north is over, so i've heard. Wonder how that happened.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Livia ordered a beer from a nearby waitress, then sat down opposite to her.*\n\n\"Basically. This whole thing hinges on Krista Sold surrendering or dying. Speaking of such, seems like you've gone in a different direction, huh? Is Son still with you?\"\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Aulay paid better, gave Sonja an offer she couldn't refuse. Mmh, she's not far away. So.. Had fun working for that old man while he was still alive?\" *She said, sipping her beer.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Eh, I never met him. Worked under Richter, if you've heard of him. I figured you were working with Allay once he contacted us though. Once he mentioned emancipating slaves, I had a feeling Sonja was on board.\"\n\n*Livia took a sip of his beer, his expression warming up.*\n\n\"So, how was he? The old man?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She shrugged her shoulders.*\n\"Mmh.. Old, wounds hadn't healed properly.. Tough though, nearly killed Kibaru and Ildi. Still brought him down and finished the job.\" *She said grimly, definitely having landed the killing blow.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ooh, Aldi went down? She's a pretty tough one too. Who's Subaru? Haven't heard his name before. Well, if anything the bear must be relieved. What are you going to do now that this war's coming to an end?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"We'll go south, see this war through to the end and then.. Mmh, back to Iskar. I'll stay for a while back home, me and Shaw are finally going to get married. Then i'm taking a trip somewhere far away.. Mmh. Thinking Runra. And you?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Best of luck with Mr. Mouse then! Maybe I'll head out south as well... Or not. I haven't decided yet.\"\n\n*Livia took another sip of his beer.*\n\n\"There's someone I haven't seen in years.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Mmh.. Figured i'd see this war through to the end. It's where I've made most of my coin.\" *She continued sipping her beer.*\n\n\"So what did Aulay offer you?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Figures. Can't imagine you doing anything else.\"\n\n*The mercenary leaned back as the Prayer asked him about Allay.*\n\n\"He wanted me to stop an envoy from the capital. I'm not interested in a change of heads though. As long as Upper Media is stable, I'm fine.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Mm. I meant how much did he offer you, payment.\" *She asked, finishing her beer.*\n\"He didnt just give us gold, offered up land too.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well, he didn't say. He did offer up land. Honestly though, it seems like such a hassle to maintain. I like moving around myself. He didn't specify an amount for that, but I guess I ended up working for him anyway? Just protecting some cannons from rebels, made 10k. I imagine you made a hefty sum from offing the old man though.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Mmh.. He gave you land and you turned it down? Bit stupid to turn that down, could've hired some steward.. Mmh, he did. Sonja's got her own parcel of land out of it.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Eh, in hindsight, maybe a bit. I didn't think he would actually pull it off. Plus, I'm not good with that kind of stuff, you know? I tend to blow it all on other stuff.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Pshh this story is old news...\" Vishal leaned forward against the table staring at Terrel intently. Vishals' brother anxiously rapped the table with his fingers, looking away from them. \"Brother must you? Can we just... Forget about it. Ahem, much like I don't know, how a certain someone got out of hand today?\" He reminded his brother of his incident today, the one he had let slip under the radar for a while now. Vishals' lids closed. \"Hey brother c'mon stop being such a wimp would ya? This is something you shouldn't be afraid to scream loud and proud... Aint like its some embarrassing secret.\" Vishal casually disclosed with his brother. \n\nVithay bit his lip hard glancing toward his brotherl. \"Not embarrassing to you at least! I just... I can't believe I was so naive not to think you two were up to something.\" Vishal snickered, as his eyes met Terrel. \"Aint easy keeping secrets with well, being stuck together... But I managed with a little help. Lets just say the performance I pulled off was right under his nose.\" Vithay knew what was coming next his posture tightened, anticipating the inevitable to come crawling from Vishals' lips.\n\n\"Like you two were gushing over, what I pulled was an unexpected bit of flair or well performance.\" He leaned closer to Terrel, as he threw his hands outward trying to exaggerate how grand it was. \"What I did today, was small talk compared to that act... It was unlike anything we've ever done.\" He paused.\n\n\"Threw on an act where we'd be ambushed start some commotion. Took a little convincing for the crowd this wasn't just an act. Helped that my brother hadn't put together what I had been planning with our aunt.\" Vishal paused placing an arm around his brothers back. \"Things got a little messy toward the end though, bet you can't figure out why.\"\n\nVishal figured if Terrel had experience as he claimed, the man would be able to guess just what went wrong. Leaving his poor brother in suspense, Vithay would have to wait to see how things would pan out.\n\n Terrels' brief revelation that he hadn't lived here long left both of them with some degree of surprise. Their attention would be fixed on Terrel, all the while Vithay tried to get another drop from his glass not wasting even the slightest bit. Their fellow entertainer kept the details sparse, leaving much to the imagination of where he reaped said rewards. Leaving the twins to believe his means of income were from the acts he would put on for people to enjoy. \n\n\"Ought to be something *Much* More thrilling out there than this dump.\" Vishal stated plainly. \"Blows my mind anyone would want to come here... More than they have to. But... Like you said well sort of like you said, place could use an entertainer to brighten things up a bit.\" Vishal winked. \"Getting coins just a nice bonus at the end of the day.\" \n\n\"No, no I think its not all about coin. Its that wonderful feeling you get when you brighten their day. It warms my heart, why nearly makes me burst seeing what cheer we can bring.\" Vithay enforced the idea it was much more about bringing cheer rather than coin. Vishal snorted at his brothers corny speech. \"Why it nearly makes my heart burst.\" Mocked the right twin, before shaking his brother playfully. \"C'mon you just love the attention, I'm honest with myself and hell yes I bask in it.\" Vithay gave his brother a disgusted look."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm willing to agree with that bet.\"*He'd say.*\"Considering the information I have to work with is you did some stunt of pretending to be ambushed that nearly got your brother killed, involved your aunt, and ended up getting messy towards the end.\"*He'd say, summarizing the main points of their conversation. Terrell wondered if he'd argue with his brother this much over a story that was never told in full. He supposed he'd never know. It seemed they were playing more of a teased guessing game than giving a full explanation.\n\nThough it wouldn't give him as much credibility in being a performer, he wasn't going to try so hard in passing something off that they'd end up figuring out later. Besides with the impending night, the Elf grew tired of the repeated jabs between the two to attempt to understand their squabbles and give evidence of him being the same as them.*\n\n\"I think the coin is a giant plus.\"*He'd say more casually.*\"But I suppose the thrill and entertainment is fine too.\"*He'd wave off the idea of seeing smiling faces. Most faces like such were hiding ill intent, something the Elf was uncannily good at seeing through. Plus, it wasn't the job for him, he had taken the warrior route, and thus small jokes and gigs were only ever for his self entertainment anyway. Fighting was more of his thing, but he doubts these twins carried much experience in either.\n\nThe Elf would let out a quiet yawn, looking to Vital.*\"Hey don't worry about it too much. You can always get your brother back when he least expects it.\"*Terrell would say, a light smirk forming across his face in helping to create the sibling war. It probably wouldn't end too well considering they were stuck together though the Elf doubted he'd see them again after this encounter.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "Vishal turned to stare at his other half, Vithay hesitated a moment before meeting his brother's gaze. It was a brief silent conversation betwixt the brothers, Vithay tightened his shoulders letting his gaze slip aside. Knowing in both of their minds their erstwhile bickering somehow twisted Terrel severely off course. Even though they mentioned this incident they were discussing was 'old news'. Without a word it was settled between them what Vishal would answer. \n\n\"Ding, ding that's the answer someone shower him with a prize...\" Vishal lied through his teeth for Vithays' sake, even if he felt it was something Vithay should feel proud of his erstwhile actions. Vishal slipped a smirk against his features, he still wished to speak the truth. \"Funny, y'know I swear I never said it had anything to do with... My brother nearly losing his head today. Er well, that's a little bit of an exaggeration.\" Vishal smiled wide as he pulled his brother in close, enough to make his left twin grunt with surprise. \"Not so tight, or it'll pop right off!\" Vithay let out a short giggle bounce from his throat. Vishals' smile widened messing his brothers hair up with his free hand. \"See he's a bit dramatic, just a little squeeze and in a snap he's already afraid of losing his head!\" \n\nVishal teased his other half as Vithay struggled to free himself, till he slipped out of his brothers grasp. Still bearing a smile on his features enjoying Vishals' antics. Left with his hair in disarray from his brothers' attack, he tried to recompose himself as Terrel kept their conversation alive. \n\n\"Gotta side with my brother on that one, the thrills great... Still I can't help but wonder what sort of thrills an adventurer finds out in the world.\" Vishal admitted. \"Speaking of thrills you better Vithay, listen to that man. Scare the scales right off me!\" Bellowed the right twin looking at Vithay, his confidence showed he wasn't afraid of a little healthy competition. If anything it'd be nice change of\n\nPace. Vithays' eyebrow crooked. \"My, my you really are a gluten for punishment Vishal.\" Vithay sparked a smile to his lips, staring at his brother eye to eye as he said. \"You're on brother. One day, maybe today... Maybe the next sun it might just come.\" That was just what Vishal wanted to hear."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would shrug off the idea of him even coming close to guessing what they were talking about. If he was that good he might as well go into the entertainment business. Instead, he decided to focus more on what they said last, some words actually crossing his mind in pertaining to him.*\"I can make a few guesses.\"*He'd say towards the wonder of adventure.*\"I plan on traveling over towards the Beast kin lands soon enough. Supposedly out of character knowing their history with Sinai, but honestly I find Bearskins a lot more reasonable at times.\"\n\n*The much was true at least. Although there were times when he'd see them for their stereotype, he couldn't help but admit that they were a lot more bearable.*\"Who knows what I'd find to do there? Probably a good enough way away from this nation at war anyway.\"\n\n*He'd grab his glass, soon sipping the rest of the cider that filled it before setting it down and considering that much enough for the night.*\"Got a lot of traveling to do come next day anyhow, taking it on the road and all.\"*He'd continue, moving the glass away before placing down some money on the table for the drinks.*\"Probably should get some rest for the night before leaving soon. But if your stunts are as big as you claim they are, I doubt this'll be the last we meet.\"*That much was a lie, people came and often went for the Elf to which there were many talented people he hadn't seen again for a while. Only fate could tell at that point and Terrell hardly believed in such.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "She walks past the doorway out into the workshop itself. Now fully illuminated she can see the full picture in better light. The desk/workshop is on the wall right of her, the large metal door is to the left, and the table is in the center. Despite the lights the glow of the jaw can still be seen - and on the far wall is the large rack of objects. The first rack seems to be dedicated to raw metal materials - bronze, brass, copper, tin, even some silver and gold can now be seen. All of it contained within dedicated metal crates with checkered openings on all four sides. The second shelf above that one, seems to have all the alchemical ingredients - much of which seems to have rotted away into dust. There's the glowing jars of course, which glow has been significantly diminished due to the light, alongside some interesting pear shaped potion bottles with each one containing uniformly colored liquids. Reds, blues, yellows, etc. On the top most shelf there seems to be... Skeleton parts. Bones, not made of metal - bleached white...\n\nIt would seem as if this would be a good time to grab whatever else she wants before she leaves. Afterall, who knows if she'll get another option to do something like this again?"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*June blinked against the bright lighting of the newly seen room, coming to have to adjust to it as she brought herself out to see all that it contained. Of course there were the jars from before along with the tools she had originally found on the table, though most of her attention was on the door for the time being. At the very least she could see things now which helped to relieve her slightly as she gazed around the room, though part of her still worried about being thrown back into darkness once more. The Cantor would walk along the table as she headed toward the door, noticing other objects on the table that she hadn't originally noticed.*\"Should we...\"*She began, only to realize she was talking to a Jackal of all things who probably hadn't realized what's been going on since they got here. With the jar already in hand, June decides to give into a small bit of temptation as she would find herself reaching over to grab the silver and gold materials before eventually looking at the jaw from earlier. Part of her wondered if it held any particular significance with the rest of the stuff that covered the table. Nevertheless, she would pick up the jaw anyway before being on her way. Her arms were full enough as it was though at least her pack could be of use despite the egg she had already kept nestled in there. The Cantor would gradually head towards the stairs in hopes that maybe the room above would now work the way it had originally.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Tch. I suppose that gets you to where I am now.\"\n\n\"I'm with Ryker, who you know. Hara, an okamimi from Runra, Grey, a canifor, and Astarte, a Naga. I suspect that this group won't last long though. They're not very invested. Hey, is a spot in your group still open? Now that Sola is no longer fighting and all. Whatever happened to working with him anyway?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\". Mmh? I said he was a sinking ship and we should leave. Why, want to come back to us?\" *She asked with a smirk, taking her new beer and having a sip.* \"I suppose you could run with us again.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Heh, nice. Something was off about him. Hm, maybe? You saw for yourself, I'm willing to switch employers for my own interests.\"\n\n*Livio finished his first beer and moved on to another.*\n\n\"What's on the table?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"He was a rival, that was enough for me. MMH. He was too ambitious.\" *She shrugged a little.* \"Going south. Working for Allay now, at least Sonja is. Going to go liberate a little village from the Simians, Teichmueller.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Hm, the Siuians. Not familiar with them. Oh well. You guys wouldn't mind if I joined you, right? Another archer won't hurt. Though, I may try that arquebus once again.\"\n\n*Hold on, she said rival. Could she really rival Sola in terms of political prowess?*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Sure, by all means, bring a gun... MMH, say, I first met you in Teichmueller too, if you recall.\" *She smirked a bit.* \"But come along, we're heading there soon.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Mmmh. Been a merc for long?\" *She took another swig of beer when it was brought over, leaning back in her chair with an audible creak.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Not as long as you, obviously. For most of it though, I heal people.\" Aldi slouched, drinking away as she got comfortable in her chair, but seemingly not so much as Sine."}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Mm. So, you use that little flame spitter of yours in a fight, should get other weapons too.\" *She commented on what she saw earlier.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I see. A sword, then? Though, that's pretty close to the enemy, and I'm sure there's more skilled persons out there, even if I already know the bare minimum.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Mmh. We're not too different really, we're just bigger, have fur and horns.\" *She didn't seem to mind being inspected, there was a clear difference in how she was acting before and after their armwrestle.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well... My canines are a little more developed and my claws tend to be a little tougher than the average Macon. But other than that, my tails and ears are the biggest difference. Having ears on the side really feels super weird. And don't get me started on not having tails. I feel so much lighter, but I feel awkward and often move as if they are still there\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"...Mmh. I don't know all that much about you people. Killed one not long ago, didn't inspect him after the fact.\" *She shrugged a little.* \"Wish my horns didn't irritate me.\" *She said as she leaned back in her seat.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Do you not have the ability to transform into a more Manlike form?\" *Subaru asked tilting his head a bit as he stared at her horns* \"Do you trim them?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Trim? No, it's bone.\" *She looked a bit confused, itching the base of her left horn.* \"We don't transform, mmh. Not like you do at least. We can turn more macenlike though.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Try that maybe. But it's not unhealthy to file them down or polish them every now and again. It's done to bulls many times. Some actually require that very much as letting it grow and often cause complications. But maybe you're not the same. But I do bet giving it a try might just end up helping you\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She grunted and shook her head.* \"No, no. I'm special anyway, my horns have been growing slowly and never stopped.\" *They were about the height that a royal crown would sit on someone's head, more like deers antlers on its side.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"So you have trimmed them before?\" *Subaru asked with a questioned look on his face.* \"Maybe there' a magic to help out with your little problem\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*The man sighs and picks up the reigns. Unlike Circine, he seems to have **Zero** Issues with leaving the woman.* \"You do as you will then. I'm heading back home, and if you wish to come along with or without the woman, that is within your rights. As for myself, I don't wish to lose daylight nor want her in my cart.\" *A pause, then nod.* \"Good day if you accompany her.\" *And he gets his cart moving along the road, unconcerned with the woman's warnings of bandits. He was aware enough from passing through time after time.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The centaur paused a moment, weighing up his options. Either he accompanied the trader, a competent but still vulnerable traveler, heading for the same destination, or a woman that had led a bandit party into their midst to use them as walls, of whomst he knew not her destination. With another rearing up of his front legs, he had made his decision swiftly.*\n\"Right then, I shall accompany you, Victor. Good day, madam. If you wish to follow, I have no qualms - but I will not stay any longer, wasting the day.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Bag settled against his hip rather than inside the cart, lest the female decide to get into the cart. And maybe take his bag. Looking at the centaur he nods as he decides to accompany him.* \"I'll be heading to East Mentia, assuming there's enough time to get there. I didn't expect to be making a house call today.\" *A slight frown.* \"Or dealing with bandits to be perfectly honest.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"That would make two of us, sir... Lead the way.\"\n*Cir cine replied with a wave of his hand, regarding Calico once more as he waited for a response - but expected the woman to simply slip away.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "The man didn't hesitate as the cart rolled onward. He did however mutter, \"I will throw her, bodily, into a creek if she climbs into my cart. ...Or let her catch a pox given that's just as likely.\"\n\nAnd, honestly? It was. He'd carried bodies in the cart before and while he did clean it, it did not stop him from ill wishes. \"..You're in East Mentia? Not seen you before, though I keep to my clinic.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He chuckled gently at his remarks, shaking his head as he kept up with the cart.*\n\"I suppose we'll see how this turns out, hm?- Ah, I'm not from the region. I hail from the Khanate, one of the steppe tribes. I'm just exploring right now.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Khanate. Not been there.\" *He says softly, musing.* \"Mostly Mentia, for a time Salvainia, but I like where I am now more. There's a lot less competition here compared to the busy city.\"\n*He paused, thinking,* \"Though I did do most of my learning in the city.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ah, an educated man? Studied in an academy, then?\"\n*The centaur's ears perked up at the mention of formal education - the most he had experienced of such learning was from dusty old books from travelling merchants.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Restaurants were a place of all kinds of people to hang out. Eat food, drink beverages, maybe even flirt with the waiters or waitresses; everyone had a good time at these kind of places. Some people, however, were more dangerous than others.*\n\n*Sarah Korva, a bandit leader of the Black Sky. While not so high ranking that people knew her name, her darkened armor, black cape, and eyepatch surely gave her a menacing look. Her relatively friendly demeanor though helped lighten things up. The woman at a single table, a large metal disc of a hat lay on the chair leg. On the table, a dish of Kotlet Schabowy, a crispy pork fried cutlet with buttery mashed potatoes and crunchy sauerkraut. Next to it was a large slice of creamy cheesecake, and for the beverage, a glass of vodka. Delicious.*\n\n*In the restaurant, people can be silently whispering about the woman, making comments about her dark clothing and ominous presence. She would confront them after her meal, though her eye is constantly darting back and forth, being wary.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Out and beyond from the door comes Matt held bursting through the front door, his armor somewhat bloodied from a previous scuttle. Not just his own demeanor matched that of the Blackened-Armored Warrior, but his armor, made of Chain and the like, shows a fierce foe for any man. Although not showing himself above anyone within his vicinity, he is very calm, amicable, and, surprisingly, extremely transparent: his words are the truth, and his body language conveys that of an honorable fighter.\n\nUpon noticing the chit-chatter and whispering amongst the crowd in the restaurant, he sees a woman dressed on black armor. He sees a woman of valor, but not just of any valor, but of evil valor. A waiter attempts to get Matt held a table, but he declines in the most noble manner he could as he walks towards the woman, ensuring his armor keeps him well-suited for anything and all that may come his way.\n\nAs he arrives upon her table, he slams the table with his left hand with enough force to startle her, and he takes a breath of fresh air.*\n\n\"Who might you be, madam? Causing such an uproar within this establishment is quite the scene, isn't it? By all means I mean no harm, no fowl, but I will say this: if you ever, and I mean ***Ever***, kill an innocent person or get in the way of my coin, your head will be mine.\"\n\n*He grabs a bag from his pocket, and plops it on the table. He opens the seal of the bag, a small, thin rope as he drops the compartments.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*As Mattheld slams his hand on the table, Sarah is mid-bite of her food. Being startled, the woman accidentally shoved the piece of pork into her throat, almost choking on it before swallowing it whole. Quickly, she scans to make sure her food hasn't flown off the table, especially her cheesecake.*\n\n*Looking up, the warrior can see an almost wolfish expression. Intelligent and cunning, yet capable of extreme violence. But it wouldn't be smart to fight. She liked this restaurant; it was one of the few who had her hometown comfort foods, and she didn't want to be banned from it.*\n\n\"And who are you? Be lucky you didn't spill my vodka, or ruin my cheesecake. Can't waste food, you know?\"\n\n*\"If you ever, and I mean ever, kill an innocent person...\"*\n\n*Uh oh. So he was one of those guys. She most definitely had killed innocents in the past. Some of her successful raids needed to call for violence; some with sling bullets, some with lances, though she tried to recruit instead of murder.*\n\n\"Bold of you to assume you can kill me. I'm Sarah. Nice to meet you.\"\n\n*Her fork and knife is set on the table as she extends her right hand, though her eye quickly darts to look at the rope before looking back at the man's standing in front of her.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The Mercenary extends his arm in accordance with hers, giving it a firm shake and grip. Matt held then grabs the bag and puts it back in his pocket: the items that were once in the bag were small trinkets of lesser quality, not necessarily heirlooms, but of decent worth. He takes his hand away and sits across from her, waiting on a waiter to address him.*\n\n\"Well, I am well-known for my fighting technique. It is more traditional than most, but it is still effective. I am a Mercenary hailing from Kapok: my father was once one as well, Harold was his name, but I doubt you've heard of him ever since long ago. His grandfather was most notable for his presence at Floor Gulf and countless other battles. What might be your backstory be, Sarah?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Well this was annoying at the least, and terrible at most. If she were arrested, she would surely be hanged. Or worse, impaled and burned. Internally, she shuddered at the thought.*\n\n*Her mind focused on every little thing he did. His hand grip was pretty strong, but she knew hers was stronger. Good. Unfortunately, she wouldn't be faster; unlike those warriors in heavy armor, his seemed to be much lighter. Hopefully his bark would be worse than his bite.*\n\n*Phew, a merc. Not a soldier. The name Harold flew into one ear and out the other as Sarah continued to eat her food, looking directly at Mattheld the entire time. Though she wondered what a 'traditional' fighting style was like.*\n\n*Shit. Backstory.*\n\n\"Well, it may not appear it, but I actually used to be a seamstress. I'm experimenting with different colors and outfits at the moment. Suits pretty well for a vagabond, eh?\"\n\n\"But regardless, I'm also a mercenary for hire. A bit more obscure though.\"\n\n*The bandit was visibly hesitant to share details. After all, it wasn't everyday that someone interrupted lunch and suddenly started talking about backstory.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Matt held became more and more cautious towards her as he sought out the truth from her. Deep down, he had a gut feeling that something, just something, might be off about her. But that wasn't the matter at this moment as he wanted to dance his blade alongside someone rather than being the lone wolf he truly is in an attempt to create a bond with someone just like his and his father's, of which he is still devastated from losing his father a year ago, the reason for his sudden departure.\n\nHe takes a look at the trinkets that are on the table, and offers her a deal.*\n\n\"Listen, I don't know if that is true, nor do I have a way of ensuring that it is, but I have these trinkets for you. Take 'em, and I will say this... I lost a great friend a year ago, one that I danced my blade around with, so I was wondering if I could get a new start.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"So... What do you plan on doing now?\"\n\n*It was just Sonja and Livio in the house now, with the former taking off her armor. Livio didn't exactly want to get his supplies at the moment; they were a decent bit away. Just like last time; except this time on much more friendly terms, and in a warm house.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Sonja managed to finished getting her Kayak armor off, making sure to set it neatly to one side somewhere safe. Then she heard the question from Livia. She paused a moment, turned her brown eyes towards him, then tilted her head to the side slightly. Sonja was rather surprised he had stuck around, as opposed to heading off to shop with the others. One of her fuzzy bear ears twitched idly as she spoke up.*\n\n\"Well... I was going to forage for materials to make new crossbow bolts... It's cheaper than buying new ones.\" *The Crinoid explained slowly in her usual low tone. It might have seemed odd to try and save on something so cheap after such a profitable expedition, but Sonja didn't feel the need to defend her stance. At the end of the day, it was satisfying to be able to rely on your own craftsmanship.*\n\n*There were a few moments of silence before Sonja ventured to say anything else.* \"... Market shopping not to your liking?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Armor. Not something he enjoyed wearing during the war, and especially during \"Hunting\" Missions. The metal got in the way, restricting his movement. Though he supposed it was crucial for someone not relying on pure stealth; he couldn't imagine such a large person like Sonja being able to be stealthy. As she tilted her head and one of her ears twitched, Livio really did see a bear, perhaps one that had just finished hunting.*\n\n\"Using stone tips for bolts? I know wood, string and feathers can be easily found in the woods, but the metal heads are best, especially against armor.\"\n\n*Livio preferred buying his bolts, as he was used to standard grade. What he also did however was summon them using magic. A few tricks from an Artificer was all he needed to have a near unlimited supply of ammo with only a few seconds; he then didn't need to carry his supplies with him.*\n\n\"I tend not to. I make my own, but it's not like the typical version.\"\n\n*Livio held out his hand, forming a regular arbalest in his grasp. With it came 50 large bolts, premade and ready to be used.*\n\n\"A little bit of magic goes a long way.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Sonja paused at the observation, then nodded slowly. \"Metal... Would be best.\" She concluded in agreement. \"But recently we've been fighting spiders and other cave creatures...\" The brawny Crinoid shrugged and glance back to her ablest, which was resting against the wall near her armor. \"Armor is less of a concern. It seems wasteful to use the fancy metal ones on them.\" Back at her tribe, they had *Only* Used stone-tipped arrows. They didn't mine on their own and traders were hard to come by in the wilderness.\n\nHearing that Livia made arrows too, the Beast kin lady raised an eyebrow. \"... You can make them too?\" She questioned with a small but not undetectable dose of skepticism. It all seemed to make a little more sense as Livia mentioned the magic stuff. \"Ahhh, I see...\" Sonja chuckled softly to herself. \"I suppose... That is markedly more convenient.\" It didn't beat the satisfaction of crafting something yourself from scratch, though. Or at least, so she imagined.\n\n\"So then... Ammunition is effectively limitless for you...?\" *Sonja slowly concluded, eyeing the arrows that Livia had produced with caution.* \"It doesn't tire out to make a bunch of arrows?\" *The bit of magic she knew, conversing with animals, was rather taxing on her if used for extended periods. But perhaps that was a result of her lacking magical aptitude more than anything else.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*She nodded along as she made herself comfy, ordering another beer for herself after he was done.* \"Mmh. I just read in my spare time, sometimes. I don't have much free time.\" *She shrugged a bit and paid for the beer when it arrived, taking a sip.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh, I have a friend that also like to read in his spare time. We even joked about making a library with the amount of books we've collected over the time. But I'm afraid I'm not one for reading unless it has to do with monster, magic or cooking\" *Subaru said before digging in his bag and pulling out a book with a navy cover*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "Urging the horse onward, Victor resisted the light smirk he felt as he continued onward. \n\"Well, this way then. And it's fine, I only need my work bag from the wagon before getting inside. It was just a decent place to sleep if I didn't manage to get home before dark.\"\nThey headed down the path to the clinic, a building which did indeed have large, sliding barn doors rather than the typical Macen swinging doors so differently sized and shaped patrons could make their way through. He let the steeds stop over a patch of dead grass, then released them as they vanished.\nClimbing down, he sighs and walks to the front door to unlock and let the two of them inside. Above the door, several devilish faces are etched inside to leer down at them."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Cir cine marveled at the accommodations, noting how spacious the interior was. The good doctor had mentioned his clinic was accessible to all sorts, but to this extent...*\n\"By my father's hooves-What are these?\"\n*He flinched a little at the sight of the etchings, the flickering flames from the lights only making them that much more unnerving.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "Pulling the door open, he motioned Circine in first, then paused as he looked up. This time he did smirk. \n\"An old method of preventing unwanted entry. The locks are quite new, but before then I had to rely on these to warn off intruders. Granted, I've not had many try and get away with it.\" \nHe heads in, unbothered by the etchings which must by now just be commonplace. Inside it was simple, though large with a high ceiling and walls. The decor was... A bit odd however. It looked like anatomical models, and closer inspection would reveal them to be made of wax."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Peculiar indeed... But, if they work then I will not comment further.\"\n*He replied, beaming contentedly as he nodded to Victor. The centaur was quickly drawn to the models, the dull sheen and sharp, fragrant smell signalling their composition.*\n\"So detailed... Did you make these yourself?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "Closing the door, Victor locks it securely behind him and slips the key into his pocket. Removing his coat, he sets it on a nearby hook and then pauses as the centaur examines one of the models.\n\"Yes. I enjoy being able to study in my free time, but keeping cadavers around for such a thing is off putting. So, I made my own models. If I ever have a student, it will make teaching them much easier as well.\"\nThe model stares at Circine with blank eyes, one half of it's face exposing muscle and veins beneath. Victor walks over, looking at it.\n\"Not that everyone is exactly the same underneath, but they're usually close enough to it.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"We're all skin, bones and blood in the end.\"\n*He commented softly, examining the model a moment longer, his eyes staring back into its blankly, before turning back to Victor.*\n\"I imagine you have many patients that come to see you?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh, skin, bones, ligaments. Most of us are the same, despite race. Only a few *Truly* Vary, the ah...\" He pauses, removing a handkerchief and using it to remove a bit of accumulated dust on the shoulder of a model. \"The Qua vary greatly, and Uzhi lack the same organs altogether but become very resilient for it. I've not had the opportunity to examine a Zareth yet, but someday I hope for the opportunity.\"\nHe puts the handkerchief away. \n\"As for patients, I tend to have all sorts, both living and dead. Having some knowledge of how the body works means I tend to work as a mortician as well when someone passes.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Cir cine listened with fascination as Victor described the various races' differences and similarities, his interest piqued at the prospect of a dual role.*\n\"You handle the dead as well? I can't imagine that's light on your heart...\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"You are very welcome, fair lady. Thinking about it, we might actually open a library. Seeing as how many people I've met seems to enjoy them and all that. Would be a great edition to my village\" *That last sentence sounded like he was talking to himself without even realizing he did so out loud*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Doubt I'd go to a library to read, just do it in my spare time on the trail.\" *She shrugged and continued to down her beer, letting out a quiet yawn, grumbling something.* \"MMH. I'll read this though.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "With Livio on board, there was no going back now. She paused at the suggestion, then nodded. \"...Yes, I suppose that would work nicely.\" Were was certainly more than one way to fasten an arrowhead to a bolt. But if Livio was most familiar with string, then it was string they would use. \"What we can't forage, I'm sure we could purchase or barter for.\" It wasn't as if they were going to magically stumble across a string tree.\n\n\"Let's start with the easy things first.\" Sonja suggested, before heading out of the room, presumably with Livio in tow. The large Ursinoid lady made her way downstairs, out of the tavern, and outside. There she took a pause to make sure Livio made it out in one piece. \"...Wood first.\" The Beastkin stated to her companion, before heading off down a road that led out of town. There was a grove to trees up ahead, within sight of the village.\n\n\"...Back in my tribe, we had craftsmen who helped carved things like arrow and spearheads. It certainly sped the process up. While they were carving the arrowheads, everyone else would gather up the other components. When everyone finally regrouped, there was enough supplies to sit down and make dozens of arrows at once.\" *She explained as they wandered along, the trees growing ever nearer.* \"It was more efficient that way... But that doesn't mean we can't handle it all between the two of us.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well, I've made some from wood fiber or vines before. Could use those.\"\n\n*Livia straightened his cloak, following the large woman outside. The size difference was massive, Livia couldn't help but realize. The mercenary followed the towering Crinoid into the grove.*\n\n\"I see. So one of us gets wood, feathers and string and the other stone?\"\n\n*Livia knew how to get nearly all the materials; except for stones. What kinds of stone should he pick out? Feathers might also be difficult to find; unless he could find a flock of birds.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "Sonja nodded slowly at the suggestions, coming to a stop at the edge of the grove. Livio seemed to know how to collect the wood and even make some string from it, so she was content to leave these tasks to him. \"Exactly. There are many things to collect, we need to be efficient.\" The large bear lady briefly explained in her usual down-to-business tone.\n\n\"I'll handle the stone... You get the string and wood.\" She paused a moment, then added, \"We'll both keep an eye out for feathers.\" That would be dependent on snagging some birds, so mutual cooperation with that would be handy.\n\nAfter a quick glance around, Sonja looked back down to Livio. \"Meet back here after we gather enough for... Maybe 20 bolts?\" It shouldn't be too hard to fine enough for that many and it would be enough to replenish her missing arrows while providing some spares for Livio too. If he dared to use them in real combat."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"String and wood... Got it.\"\n\n*Holding out his hand, Livia summoned an axe, similar to the one he wielded when they had first met. In the other was a series of darts, in case he saw any birds. 20 bolts. So about 15–20 feet of twine, and 20 decently thick branches. He could do that.*\n\n\"We'll be back here in no time.\"\n\n*The mercenary soon wandered into the forest, and despite his white cloak, nearly disappeared into the treeline. Only the sound of wood being hacked into could be heard.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Mentia. A place of turmoil now that war had broken out. No one paid attention to others anymore; it was commonplace to see struggles, sickness, and death. Among those was a red-eyed treton, resting against an alley wall in the shade away from the cloudy sky. Dark, ragged clothing and her messy hair made her seem like nothing more than a homeless woman, perhaps someone who was struggling due to the war. She appeared to be resting, stagnant, like a piece of trash tossed out on the street.*\n\n*In her mind though, was a storm of emotions taking over her. Guilt, hate, anger, mourning, melancholy, all creating a horrible mix in her head. She didn't know what or how to feel with her current situation. Everything had happened all at once, so quickly...*\n\n*With certain footsteps though, she opened one eye slightly, keeping her senses aware to see around her.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Media. Yes to others, a place of destruction and sadness. Where young men go to die in hopes of glory and wealth. Where the common wealth lay in gutters and among the trash, raided or taxed to hell.*\n\n*A terrible place, if you weren't on the right side. The side Horace seemed to stand on. He'd already made his fair chair of profit at the cost of a grievous wound. His arm strung up in bandages, laid to rest against his chest. A coat hung over his shoulders to offer some comfort and protection. Though it was worth it, as along with this profit, the elf learned of some information as well. A familiar person was seen around the area, though information was scarce and potentially false. Even then, Horace made the trip.*\n\n*Stumbling across the streets, and happening onto the Trenton as he had many times before. Although, this time it saddened him more than usual. He had left her with someone he thought trustworthy.*\n\n*Looking upon the woman that seemed no different from the surrounding rubbish. The elf simply smiles, speaking in a lowered tone.*\n\n\"Hey Aka... Good to see you again.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Seeing the familiar face and long, blond hair, both of Yakaiyo's eyes open, tired, with dark spots under her eyes. Somehow, he was here. Someone she could trust.*\n\n\"Horace. Nice seeing you here. What brings you to Mentia?\"\n\n*Tears began forming in the corners of her eyes as she sees her friend once again. As she fully awakened, she relaxed, letting herself lay back against the cobblestone wall. She had no will to stand. All she wanted to do... Well, she didn't know what she wanted anymore.*\n\n\"And what happened to your arm?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Business mostly... And I heard you might be around, so I had to check.\"\n\n*The elf steps over to the woman, clearing a spot beside her with his foot before gently lowering himself down. Grunting lightly as he settles up against the wall, looking back to the Trenton. He glances down to his affliction, nearly chuckling.*\n\n\"I uh... I got into a bit of a tussle with some boarder patrol. A centaur nearly carved my arm off, but the doc said I'd recover. I'm durable.\"\n\n*He looks to the woman again, giving her a smile in hopes she wouldn't worry. Noticing the drops at the sides of her eyes, he reaches to his shirt's pocket. Rummaging around before finding a handkerchief, offering it to the woman.*\n\"Here.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Of course, retreating out of sight was not what Livio did. In fact, it was against his own values to be able to scout out the enemy and not launch an attack on them. Well, he wouldn't attack Sonja. Just stick around a bit. He found her easily; it wasn't every day that a massive woman was washing in the river.*\n\n*Livio cast the Shrubbery spell, hiding himself completely with nearby brush while still able to see the Ursinoid. He had noticed a large scar on the back of her left shoulder. A symbol of sorts. Was Sonja a former slave? Perhaps that was why she hated nobles so much, and it would explain her reluctance to bring up the past too much.*\n\n*On another note, it had taken a decent bit to find the beastkin herself (walking back and setting up did not take long). It seemed that Sonja was taking her time washing up. To be fair, blood did take a while to wash out from clothing; but she should have finished washing herself up already. Livio decided to simply wait until the Ursinoid was finished.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "If Sonja had noticed Livia, she didn't make it known. The large Crinoid continued about her business without a care in the world, seemingly oblivious to the presence of any onlookers. She made sure her hands were clean, then scooped some water up to wash off her face. A brief glance at her reflection in the water confirmed that a bit more work needed to be done. The Beast kin lady repeated the process a few times.\n\nOnce satisfied that all the blood had been washed from her body, Sonja waded out of the stream towards the rock where her clothes were drying. It would quickly become apparent to Livia that not only did the Crinoid have a pair of fuzzy bear ears, but a cute bear tail too, attached right where one would have expected. Usually her clothes covered it up, however there were no such restrictions at present.\n\nThe brawny Racemized Beast kin woman, still rather wet from river bathing, decided to lie down in a patch of warm sunlight grass next to the same rock her clothes were drying atop. For now, Sonja rested on her back, enjoying the sun. She closed her eyes and let the natural warmth do its work. Perhaps it was little surprise given her strength and size, but the bear lady had a rather toned chest and was fairly well-endowed."}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She sure was taking a long time. What happened to a quick wash? Heading back now would be a waste of time; he wouldn't know how much longer the beastkin would take.*\n\n*As Sonja waded out of the river though, Livio came to a realization that for some reason he had not been thinking of before. When people bathed, they took off their clothes. All of them. The mercenary could see Sonja's bare form entirely; it's not like she was trying to hide anything. He also took note of her cute little tail, near the base of her spine. Of course, this was nothing compared to her __other__ features.*\n\n*And now she decided to lie down in a patch of grass. Great. This was going to take forever. Should he just wait it out? If so, that would mean Sonja could get back before he did. Maybe he could leave, but that would mean that he would end up waiting for who knows how long.*\n\n*It would be best to take a course of action. Livio could see when the clothes had dried (it had taken quite a while). With the bear unaware, Livio casually walked up to the Ursinoid and the stone, picked up the bundle of clothes, took off his cloak and draped it off Sonja, bent down and poked her in the face gently.*\n\n\"Hey. Time to wake up.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Sonja hadn't intended to sleep or anything, just rest until her clothes were dry. But given that she did end up snoozing, it was no surprise that Livia noticed the clothes had dried first. Thankfully for his cloak, Sonja dried off just as fast. She promptly stirred at the poke.\n\n\"... Hnnng?\" The Crinoid yawned and stretched. She had some pretty scary pointy bear-like teeth. Finally, her big brown eyes flickered open. Seeing Livia somewhere above her, she didn't seem particularly disturbed and motioned towards the empty rock. \"... Clothes drying.\" An effort to explain her tardiness?\n\nBut as Sonja turned her gaze towards that point, she realized her clothes were gone. It wasn't immediately obvious that Livia had already collected them. \"...?!\" The bear lady blinked, then quickly sat up with a start. The cloak atop her was sent tumbling away, though Sonja managed to catch a corner before it could escape. The cloak was eventually pulled back into place once more, but not before a fair deal of wrestling with it. There was hardly a point to hiding now.\n\n\"... Well, this is inconvenient.\" Sonja huffed, more concerned about where her clothes had ended up rather than anyone seeing her without them. It wasn't as if she'd been afforded such levels of privacy as a slave. Nevertheless, she couldn't help the fact her cheeks were a tad bit rosy."}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The art of war. To hide one's own embarrassment, one should embarrass another. Or something like that. Though it wasn't exactly optimal, he would not be the one caught peeking; rather, Sonja would be the one being caught sleeping on the riverbank.*\n\n*He noted that the bear's reactions were quite slow. Her yawn reminded him of an actual bear, despite her being in a much more macenized form. Obviously, Sonja was gesturing to where her clothes were, but Livio was holding them.*\n\n\"I have them here.\"\n\n*Livio only looked in amusement as Sonja struggled to grab the cloak to cover herself. He held out the bundle of clothes to the Ursinoid, reaching for said cloak. It was obvious he could see her rosy cheeks; Sonja looked quite cute in this state, rather than just the terrifying hunter she typically was.*\n\n\"The weather's nice, but I didn't want to wait.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"...\" Sonja shot a glare towards Livia as he declared himself to be the thief! Well, not really. It was clear he had intended to be helpful, but that didn't spare him the glare. After all, that had given her somewhat of scare. Silently, Sonja traded the cloak to Livia in exchange for her ball of now dry and considerably less blood-soaked clothing. There was nothing to stop her from getting changed so they could head off.\n\n\"Fair enough.\" Was all she had to say in response to the explanation. It seemed reasonable enough.\n\n\"... I'll be along once I'm changed.\" Sonja added, before waving Livia away towards the trees. It seemed she did at least prefer some privacy while changing. Or rather, redressing."}, {"from": "human", "value": "*As Sonja gave him back his cloak (which has fortunately not been thrown into the river), Livio accidentally caught one more peek at the Ursinoid's body (emphasis on the accident) though it wasn't clear. A quick little headpat and a small ear ruffle, and Livio turns around, fixing his cloak back around his shoulders, and stepping off into the woods.*\n\n\"Meet you back at the inn then.\"\n\n*Livio began jogging off, the white cloak billowing behind him like a fox's tail.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "The Crinoid didn't seem to notice the accidental glance, not that it would have particularly upset her. She silently reveled in the quick pat and ear ruffle. With a nod of acknowledgement, Sonja glanced back to watch as Livia disappeared into the woods. After giving him time for a head start, she began to redress. Her outfit wasn't particularly complicated, so soon this task was accomplished. Without further delay, Sonja began to retrace her steps back towards town. Unless Livia happened to intercept her en route, the Crinoid soon found herself before the inn at which they were staying. She promptly headed inside in search of Livia."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "L-\"If I changed halfway, would that make you gay?\"\n\n*Loki let out a chuckle before scratching his ears. Both Cuo and Garuda shook their heads.*\n\n\"I'd have killed for that back then. Though, I guess I have... But the good part is now everything taste's good!\"\n\n*Cuo nodded, excited at the prospect of good food.*\n\n\"Yes please!\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Probably. But into both way, I suppose.\" \n\n*He would pat Loki's ears again. Gender didn't matter when they're a fluffy fox. It is very pat table.* \n\nHe concluded the card game and then set his cards asides.\n\n\"Nothing like good food to take your mind off something bad. Here.\" *He would walk over to some bags he set aside, and take out an assortment of labeled jars - which seems to contain different spices, *\"Secret stash.\" \n\n*Then he went downstairs in the inn, taking out a mortar and pestles and started grinding down various spice to prepare a fresh curry mix. He also got some lamb from the innkeeper.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Loki enjoyed the pats once again, with Cuo joining in as well.*\n\n\"What's this?\"\n\n*Cuo leaned over to smell the spices, before rushing into the other room to let out a small sneeze. She poked her head back through the door as she looked at Sirdan cooking.*\n\n\"What are you making?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Curry. A mixture of spice that is mixed with fat and usually meat or some kind of meat substitutes, cooked together for a complex flavor in liquid.\"\n\n\"We'll use yogurt because that is commonly available.\" *He finished grinding and mixing the spices, and then toasted them in the hot pan with oil. His other hands were occupied with two knives, rapidly cutting the lamb apart into cubes*\n\n*After that, he seared the lamb on the pot. Then, he grabbed a single-handed wand, and then used it to create a fire midair. He observed it carefully and the fire become cooler and cooler and cooler. Concentrating on the fire, he moved it on top of the lamb, searing it from the other side carefully until a nice, brown caramelization was made. It certainly speeds up the process of the browning*\n\n*Then he would put in the yogurt, and threw in a gratuitous amount of diced potatoes. He let the curry stew. The fragrance of the mixture permeates the entire inn* \n\n\"Now we wait for an hour.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Ooh, curry.\"\n\n*Cuo would attempt to peek over Sirdan's shoulder as he cooked, but was too short to do so, so would instead look around the sides, noting the ingredients being used. She especially took note of the wand, and the fire magic being used in order to sear the lamb. Maybe she could pull that off. More likely than not though she would end up burning it.*\n\n\"Wait, an HOUR??!!\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Indeed, curry.\" \n\n*Iran would sit down on a chair as he watched the curry being cooked in a stew, blinking at how CUO is surprised.* \n\n\"A lot of curry cannot be made in a short time - some meat, like the lamb here, is best stewed for a longer time for everything insides to become soft. The same goes for many cuts of beef. Did you not know?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh! Sorry, I forgot about that for a second.\"\n\n*The treton readjusts herself to relieve the pressure off of Horace's arm. Right now, she was just glad to be in someone's company again, especially after having the hole in her heart carved out again.*\n\n\"I know, but... I just remember back when I was married. I was happy. *We* Were happy. That's all I want back again, really. Is it too much to ask?\"\n\n*For a brief moment, the Fricharii can sense the absolute hate radiating from the treton, before dying back down into nothingness. She moves away, wiping her now dried up tears along with the grime on her face, revealing a semblance of her former beauty.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Y-you're fine...\"\n\n*An easy breath is huffed as his arm is left alone. The elf glancing back at the woman as she questions him. Sighing lightly before he moves to take a last puff. Flicking the cigarette away, the embers dying as they hit the cold dirt.*\n\n\"Not at all. Build happiness all you like, it won't last of you aren't strong enough. My father taught me that, as his empire was torn out from under his feet. It always made we wonder about true strength...\"\n\n*The elf shakes his head as he realizes he was rambling. Looking to the Trenton, his eyes widening as he notices the diamond in the rough before him. It was easy to forget, wasn't it.*\n\n\"Why don't we get out of the dirt Aka? A warm bath, fresh change of clothes, and a hot meal might do something for you. I can't cook as well with my arm like this, but I'm sure I can make something.\" \n\n*The elf smiles back.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"It's a shame then, really. How much we must fight in order to keep peace. I wonder what would have happened long ago if I had fought. Or maybe just ran. Escaped. Maybe that would have been enough.\"\n\n*The treton blinks, then smiles warmly, attempting to liven up the atmosphere in the dead air.*\n\n\"I guess I've been in the down for so long I've forgotten what it's like to feel good again. Besides that night with you once. Everything else has been... Mediocre, at best. Even with... Celaena around.\"\n\n*Her mind temporarily drifted to the other Steppe elf, with her soft silver hair, before mentally throwing the image out of her head. She left her. She didn't matter anymore.*\n\n\"So, where to, Horace?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well, I'm based back in Albania, so it'll be a good few days till we get home. I've got a place at an Inn for now... How would you feel about visiting a bath house while I check the market?\"\n\n*The elf had something of a thought out plan. Placing his arm against the wall as he attempts to pull himself up to stand. Glancing down at the woman and offering her a hand.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Of course. Finding things is part of what I do, after all.\"\n\n*Livio brought out two small woodcarving knives, setting one down on each of the table.*\n\n\"How do you shape the bone? Just whittle away at it?\"\n\n*Livio was relatively familiar with the other parts of it. Feathers in particular, he knew. Shaping was another thing. It was always the heads he had struggled with though. To be honest, he hadn't made his own bolts since he was in the army; a long time. Perhaps it was time for some more practice.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"... Something like that. Large claws help.\" *Sonja nodded in agreement.* \"It's the most time-consuming part. In a rush, you might be able to find arrow tips of the right shape at a market. Still cheaper than buying full arrows.\"\n\n*The Crinoid reached for one of the knives and became to slowly cut notches and grooves into the first bolt shaft, then showed it to Livia as an example.*\n\n\"This is what we want all the wood to look like.\"\n\n*With that she reached for a few more pieces of wood and started to bring them up to speed too, cutting and carving away as needed.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Buy them at a market? Interesting...\"\n\n*Livio had never thought about buying only bolt heads; only entire bolts outfitted with fletching. That would be more economical, not wasting money on time spent carving and sticking the feathers on. The white-cloaked man watched Sonja's movement closely as she cut the grooves into the wooden stick, and he followed to the measure. The bolts were compared soon afterward, Livio making sure it was accurate.*\n\n*The mercenary nodded. He got to work, carving out the notches and grooves, wood shavings and chips now littering the table. Those would make for good fire starters. With both of them working on the shafts, they were done soon.*\n\n\"Which part next?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Sonja watched closely as Livia did his best to match her movements. He seemed to get the hang of it pretty well. She nodded silently in approval after glancing over some of his work. Together, they seemed to be making quick work of wood! But there was more to bolt making that wood carving, as Sonja well knew.*\n\n\"Feathers are last. It's easy to damage them if you are handling the bolt to string on an arrowhead.\" *The bear lady explained with a slow nod.* \"So then... Tips next.\"\n\n*Not wasting a moment longer, she reached for one of the crudely carved arrow points and fitted it into a slit carved at one end of the arrow. Next was the string, which was used to fasten it securely into position. Sonja made her movements slow, to ensure that Livia was able to get the hang of it.*\n\n\"... Something like this. Make sure the bone is secure enough not to wiggle.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"You like inns, huh? Last time, we visited one as well.\"\n\n*Always wary, the vampire looked around, paranoid about who was around them. She doubted anyone would be a Silnarian spy, but her experiences had taught her that she was never truly safe. Yakaiyo followed the elf up the stairs, looking around before opening the door, and prepared a nearby shelf in front of the door in order to barricade it after Horace had came back inside.*\n\n\"How safe is it here?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Sorta, yeah. Relatively safe *And* Affordable...\"\n*He smirks lightly, leading the way up to a room. Finding Sakai in front of him and opening the door. He tilted a head at the movements she makes with the shelf curious as to what she was doing.*\n\n\"Uh... As safe as you can get in a war zone. I have a couple of my men out front keeping watch, so go ahead and make yourself comfy. I'll be back with the meal in a bit.\"\n\n*One last smile as the elf turns to exit the room. Aka now left alone with herself in this new place. It seemed one of the classier, more expensive rooms. Quality blankets and sheets along with extra fluffy pillows. Velvet blinds on the windows, the rest of the room very clean. The bed was a queen-sized, presumably big enough for the both of them. It was quiet, and calm, only the warmth of the sunlight and candles to comfort the Trenton at the moment.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Cuo looked distraught as she looked at the curry being cooked.*\n\n\"But I want curry noooowwww...\"\n\n*The mage shook her head. Despite liking food a lot, she had absolutely no clue how to make it.*\n\n\"Does cooking it longer make it soft? Why not just turn the fire up and cook it for a shorter period of time?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Some food takes longer. Tougher cut of meat must be cooked for longer in order to make it taste good. For more... Softer piece of meat, you can just cook 4 to 12 minutes, depending on what ti is, sometime even shorter to make it not tough. For very tough one, you want to cook above thirty minutes or even hours. Anywhere in between you get something inedible. Here.\" \n\n*Iran used telekinesis to pick up a single piece of lamb meat, and then set it aside. He used fire to gradually heat and roast it. And then pointed at CUO, blowing some air on it to cool it down a bit.*\n\n\"Try it out.\" \n\n*Lamb was a cut of meat that was much less tough than other meat - but it would still be a bit chewy without being stewed for so long.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"...Guh?\"\n\n*Clearly, Cuo didn't get it. She telekinetically lifted the piece of meat and put it in her mouth, enjoying the flavor. She then began to chew. And chew. And chew.*\n\n\"Isshochewy!\"\n\n*Eventually, she gives up working on it completely, and just swallows the piece of meat.*\n\n\"Huh, so you just cook it for longer and it becomes soft?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yep! The exact time depends on how tough it is. For lamb, just thirty to sixty minutes could do. Or you can cut it super, super thin and stir-fry it. It is one Run ran way of dealing with the issue!\" \n\n*He then prepared the side dish. Since rice weren't commonly available in this part of Media, he had to settle for another type of accompaniment. Iran prepared some flatbread and fried them as the curry neared completion.* \n\n*Soon the full meal would be ready, and he would serve the curry to himself and CUO with extra flatbread.* \n\n\"Loki and Garuda hungry? They can have some too.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh, or soup! I've seen that a lot! Never had it though.\"\n\n*Garuda and Loki were messing around, Garuda chasing Loki's tail and Loki also chasing his tail, the two basically acting like the animal forms they had. Meanwhile Cuo was acting like a young kid. All three rushed to the table for food.*\n\n\"Woah! Huh, the bread's flat.\"\n\n*Cuo picked up a piece of flatbread, dipping it into the curry.*\n\n\"Is this how you're supposed to do it?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Mmm. I don't know much about Run ran soups myself. Braising meat or stewing them is a way to also deal with them being tough.\" \n\n*Iran would glance over at the two chasing each other, putting his arms on his waist as if he was a disappointed father.* \n\n\"Alright you two, quiet down and come back here.\" *He chuckled.* \n\n*Then he watched CUO dip the flatbread into the curry, nodding with approval.* \n\n\"Correct, you can also do it like this.\" *He placed one on his plate, and then scooped up the curry, putting it in the middle before taking a bite.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Feathers... Alright.\"\n\n*The bonehead tips seemed to be secure enough. However, Livio wasn't the best at fitting the feathers in. Initially, he splintered the sharp points, and then had to take his knife, reshape them, and attempt to stick them back in. Eventually though, he got through, though still had about 3 left by the time Sonja was done.*\n\n\"Blasted fletching...\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"... This is the worst part.\" *Sonja voiced in agreement. She didn't seem to have as much difficultly though, as evidenced by her steady pace working through the bolts. Noticing that Livia seemed to be struggling, she reached over to lend a hand.* \n\n\"If you do it like this, it'll be easier...\" *The Crinoid demonstrated her technique for the mercenary, using one of the spare knives.* \"The trick is to be gentle and cautious. It is more efficient to take your time than to rework mistakes.\" *Sonja explained. Though, given her rather brawny appearance, the instructions to be gentle would have doubtlessly proved amusing.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Bloody fucking...\"\n\n*Livio looked to Sonja's technique. It was similar to how he hunted, taking time and slowing down. Not that he was slow in any measure, but it had certainly taken time for him to slow down. He looked at the technique once more, and this time, the feather was inserted much more smoothly.*\n\n\"Oh. There we go!\"\n\n*Livio held up the finished bolt. It was battle ready, with sharp splintered bone and even fletching.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "As Livia finally seemed to get a hold of the technique, Sonja nodded in approval. \"... Good job.\" She remarked with a small nod and ever so slight smile. \"You'll be making your own bolts for free in no time.\" Of course, Livia could already technically do that with his magical abilities. But that didn't seem to have deterred Sonja from her compliment.\n\nAfter a few more goes at it, they would have used up all their materials and made a fair number of arrows.\n\n\"There we go... Thank you for your help, Livia.\" Sonja stated. \"I'm going to get some rest for now. Busy day of questing tomorrow, I suspect...\" They were here to quest after all. \"Perhaps you'd be able to join us?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Elias gave the stranger a moment to think, giving her ample time to size her up more effectively. While she wasn't weak, the stranger seemed not prepared for combat. Her muscles were undefined, her frame lighter than most labourers she'd seen. But she was wandering about the forest... She jolted her longsword an inch out and back into her scabbard, making an intimidating CLICK! As it settled.*\n\"I can show you... But you'll need something to kill cleanly with.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well I don't have anything on me.\" *She didn't mention that the only times she could capture anything was in the woods as well. Sometimes if an animal was near a tree or bush in grasslands she could tangle them but other than that, she was useless in hunting.* \"Can you just show me? Do you know how to hunt?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I have nothing for hunting on me... Shall we head into town, then? Buy a hunting weapon and maybe something to eat...\"\n*The knight offered, entirely disarmed by the young woman. She gave a small chuckle as her stomach churned, sighing and inspecting the horizon once more.*\n\"See the church? Should be near the town's edge, if we're near where I think we are...\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uhm, I'm not entirely hungry right now, but I guess I could give you company.\" *Turning her head to look for a church but couldn't see any building with a cross. Was this knight lost? Turning back to the Knight once more* \"I think there might be a bakery nearby, I can smell blew. Er, bread nearby\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*With the majority of their job completed Shaw had seemed to relax, less tense or anxious from having been chased by men with blades. That would have been particularly gruesome. Having done a quick search of the perimeter he'd gathered what arrows he could find and put them back into his quiver, even taking some that had been fired at him and his allies. Once all was said and done he just found himself waiting for he and Sonja to set off with the rescued Slaves. He sat down and leaned up against the wall of the barn and smiled contently. A good first mission he thought. Simple and well executed but he worried if perhaps some wouldnt always be this easy. Green eyes wandering over towards the large throng of beastkin he watched them with interest. He'd gone from only having seen such people from afar or passing by on roads to working for three for who knows how long and was about to escort well over a dozen. He couldnt help but laugh at the situation and chuckle at the turn of events.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*It didn't take long for Sonja to get the newly liberated Crinoids ready for departure. Though it seemed they might be of her tribe, now was not the time to sit around and talk. If they were not hasty, they might be spotted. That would be bad. Thankfully, they were right on the frontier. And it wasn't as if the border was walled off. All they had to do was guide them along a remote path. Owing to Sonja's excellent scent of smell, that would be a simple task. After having touched bases with the beast kin, she approached Shaw to inform him of their departure.*\n\n*There was a pause as Sonja came to a halt before Shaw, almost towering over him. She spoke up a moment later with her usual flat and serious tone.* \"... Are you ready? We're leaving.\" *Perhaps the first question was rhetorical. It was hard to say.* \"The border isn't far, but we best get started now before anyone else comes snooping.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*With a cheeky smile he looked up towards Sonja and nodded his head. With a jump he stood up and to attention. Like a solider getting ready for inspection almost. The message was rather clear, he was about as ready as one could be for travelling, despite being new he got out luckily without any wounds.* \"Wise decision Boss\" \n\n*As he stood there his eyes wandered between Sonja and the other beastkin again. He had a curious look on his face before he tilted his head up so as to speak with her, for a moment he worried Sivne's and Sonja's height may cause next problems but that can be dealt with later.* \"Does their p-presence change anything?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"...\" *Sonja gazed down at Shaw with her icy gaze as he spoke. She found it odd that JE was calling her boss now. Maybe Shaw just did that to anyone that seemed to take charge? But she didn't remark on it any further. More perplexing was his question. Sonja wasn't entirely sure who Shaw was referring to, but took her best guess.*\n\n\"Snoopers? ... It would. The Upper Mention nobles wouldn't stand for the 'theft' of their property, especially by other Beast kin. Which is why be must move quickly if we are to see these Crinoids to the boarder and not wear out our welcome.\" *Sonja concluded with a nod.* \"The others will report back and say we went chasing the bandits.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He shook his head. Realising he forgot to point to the matter of his query he gestured his hand towards the beastkin slaves they were to escort. He even nodded his head in their direction.* \"I meant them... Sorry. I-I'd be having thoughts had I just rescued f-friends\" \n\n*He gave an apologetic smile in return for his mistake. Hoping he wasnt tiring her patience with his questions he decided they could talk and walk at the same time. Not attempting to take charge of the march but his legs did begin to lead him in the 'general' direction they were going.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"... Well, there might not be friends left to think about if we hesitate now.\" *She stated flatly. Sonja didn't recall mentioning that she knew these people. Hopefully Shaw hadn't assumed they were friends solely on account of their bear ears. In any case, there was little time to dwell on such matters.*\n\n*Seeing Shaw start to lead the way, Sonja called to the other Crinoids and motioned for them to follow. She promptly followed after her companion. Given her longer legs, quickly caught up with him. There was silence from Sonja as she led everyone away from the farmstead and towards the tree line, giving the air a sniff.*\n\n\"So... Where did you learn to shoot like that?\" *She asked, finally breaking the silence.* \"The bounce thing.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He decided not to press further. Thinking her comment was a way to put off his line of query. He just tried to keep up a good pace, having to walk slightly quicker then he normally does so as to not slow down this band of tall folk.*\n\n*Once Sonja asked her question he seemed to brighten up. Glad for there not to be an awkward silence he happily responds.* \"Father t-taught me the trick... Though the s-shooting was from a poacher\" *He with a hint of pride in his voice and expression held his bow out, It was notably yew so a good quality weapon but probably could use more maintenance. It was certainly the most well kept possession he owned but even this was starting to show signs of wear and age. A well supplied archer probably would have gotten a new one by now.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Sonja nodded slowly as she listened to the answers Shaw provided. All the while she led the way, occasionally sniffing the air to make sure they were safe. Thankfully, the breeze blew in their favor. They would be hard to track. The other Crinoids followed behind their pair of guides.*\n\n\"I see. Well, it was... Nifty.\" *She commented. It seemed that that was as close to a complement as Shaw was going to get.*\n\n*Her own ranged weapon of choice was an Ablest—basically a giant crossbow. Though, in Sonja's hands it's looked regular sized. The heavy cranked weapon was a stark contrast to Shaw's lighter yew bow. Though, it seemed Sonja would be fine in close quarters too if the axe strapped to her back was anything to go by.*\n\n\"... I take it you used to be a poacher too, then?\" *Sonja mused idly, stoically concealing her curiosity. It was only natural to want to learn more about their newest traveling companion.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*If they werent already walking along itd be more obvious but Sonja could probably see that even those a small compliment the use of the word 'nifty' added a small hop into his step. His smile only grew brighter.* \n\n*His eyes curiously looked at the Arbalest with awe. The weapon was practically a machine, a deadly one he noted. It was this viewing that made the lad decide he had to get one of his own. Albeit a much much smaller one. In his hands he could probably barely shoot the thing let alone aim well. As for close quarter combat he didnt seem to have anything decent for such an event other than a small short sword/large dagger.*\n\n*He nodded his head at her question. Though he frowned slightly. Never having really applied the term poacher to himself before it seemed wrong. Holding implications he wasnt a fan of.* \"I guess... I p-prefer the term hunter. But yes, nearly all my life\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"... Why might that be?\" *Sonja slowly but succinctly asked in turn. The concept of poaching seemed rather odd to her, seeing how her tribe had lived off the land without taking ownership of it. But it certainly didn't seem distasteful to her. Sonja was not fond of nobles, especially Upper Mention ones. She'd probably have owned up to such a label as a badge of honor.*\n\n*Her icy gaze drifted briefly over Shaw. It was hard to picture the smaller figure as a poacher. Surely he'd struggle to battle against multiple guardsmen. But he seemed nimble. Sonja supposed all that a poacher really needed to do was hunt and escape without being caught. And given that revised criteria, she supposed he fit the bill.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Blue bread? Might want to avoid that sort of stuff, mould isn't good for you...\"\n*She'd caution, missing the Freudian slip entirely as they wandered towards the building on the horizon. The knight gave a few glances to her new companion, still trying to work out her intentions.*\n\"What's you name, dear? I realise we haven't made introductions.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"My name is Manon, I'm a healer.\" *She leaned forward in a small bow to the knight. She was feeling rather hungry, but she needed to learn how to use a knife properly before catching what she needed.* \"Have you been a knight for long?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Elias. A pleasure, Ms. Manon. As to your question, it depends what you mean. How long have I been a vassal to a liege-lord? For no seasons have I had such an honour. How long have I donned armour and fought like a noble? Many moons, about twelve now... And to you? How long have you been in your profession?\"\n*She'd reply with a weak, hollow smile, the topic of her past still aching her heart. The bow was returned with an elaborate one of her own - unique to Irtutian nobles, sparse as they were.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I guess since I was a little girl, I've always wanted to heal people and protect. Just not in the way you do, I suppose.\" *Manon turned her back and started to walk towards the marketplace. It wasn't anything like in the city, but it had supplies which was good enough.* \"Do you enjoy what you do?\" *She looked over her shoulder as she asked, facial expressions told a lot these days.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "The dog perked up a bit at the change in conversation, looking back over and giving a nod.\n\n\"Aye. My parents are from Kadho. They're merchants there with the Merchant's Guild. I worked for them for my whole life up until a few months ago.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*New on the job but she's bludgeoning competition like she's been at it for decades...*\n\n\"Mm... Why so far from home?\"\n*The wolf asked, before beckoning over a waitress of the tavern. He orders a mug of... Water. Then looking to Carly.*\n\"Want anything?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I'm okay! Thank you though.\"\n\nShe already had a... H... A healing potion. Right. Okay. Kind of a weirdo. It was about half empty already. At least she's really cute.\n\n\"It's good for me to get out and explore a little bit. I was getting bored and restless with the merchants life. I figured going out and doing stuff would be for the best. Plus, I wanted to get stronger to protect my family.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Mm... Honorable thought.\"\n*Though thought was the only honorable part about it. She did already beat the crap out of some poor fools.*\n\n*Grey then eyes her drink, wondering what it even was. A crimson red contained in a strange bottle. The thought of someone drinking pots as a normal drink had never occurred to him. He points to the drink as the waitress leaves for his drink.*\n\n\"What's that?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Sheesh she thought to herself. A part of Manon made her wonder if she was the one had done something to the knight. The giggle and smile of Elias quickly cleared her conscious though. She wouldn't normally come to a place as lively as this one though. The last time she had been in a tavern someone spotted her fangs and she had to flee. Slowly Manon approached the Tavern with Elisa, making sure her mouth remained closed this time.* \"Uh situation?\" *Losing track as to what was going on, Did she accidentally enlist herself in something again? It wouldn't be the first time she found herself accompanying someone on something dangerous.* \"Are we hunting something?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The knight said nothing as she led her inside, pushing open the heavy doors slowly, the warm cacophony inside growing loud as they moved deeper. They of course garnered looks, some curiosity, some shock, some simply drunkards squinting at whatever moved. Elias would soon stop in the more sparsely populated area, sitting at one of the booths and motioning to Manon to sit.*\n\"Take a seat, anywhere will do. This is the best spot in here, nice and quiet compared to that madness...\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "Tension Die: 0 / 6\n\nThe two would sneak to the vicinity of the camp, finding a good set of bush to observe the camp from. \n\nThe three were around 20 meters away - the camp is surrounded by several trees, and there's clearing leading to it form all sides. How amateurish. There was a firepit in the middle of the camp, built similarly to a dakota firepit, emitting barely any smoke at all. \n\nTara is slightly ahead of the rest of the group, but the clearing means that the enemy will spot them sooner or later - the two and the volunteers must take positions quickly. Upon surveying, it looks like that there were three bandits armed with sword and shield, two with a spear, and two armed with bow and a sword by their side. The bowmen looked like they were of Siuian origin - native Mentian bowmen can be found, but not as abundant as crossbowmen. \n\nMust've been foreigners seeking a fortune here. \n\nBehind the main campsite, there was several mules along with several sacks besides them, along with the usual provisions."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Taking the nearest soldier, she explains that he is going to come with her, since she half remembered that she needed to keep them alive, which she did grumble internally. Speaking with the other soldier, she said for him to move forward and then told the big man (NOX) to head left and then cut them off from that position with the other lad, \"This makes sure that everyone has everyone. Middle guard ... I need you to get close as possible and then in about one minute, yell to spook them, and we will ALL rush out.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The right soldier reluctantly followed her, unsure about this whole affair. But more reluctant was the middle guard, who would be at risk of being rushed down by potentially seven men.* \n\n\"...Are you sure? I would be facing all of them alone if they ran at me.\" \n\n*He glanced at Darian, who he felt was a bit more suitable to the job of being a distraction. Just look at how burly he is.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "_She wondered what the big man thought._"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Ooh. Well, I wonder who's power I'm channeling. Garuda said that the Fire came from Loki, but she doesn't know where the death magic comes from.\"\n\nG-\"No, I'm not a God. Loki was my spirit. He's not a god either. Just some fox who likes to sleep and play around. God, having three legs would suck.\"\n\n*She shot him an unamused look, which for a crow was quite impressive.*\n\nG-\"Magic practice. Cuo here is lazy, which is part of the reason she struggled. Practicing over and over should help her develop her own power.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"When you're a mythological being having three legs is probably not that much of an inconvenience. At least I hope so.\"\n\n*Iran looked at the lack of luminance outside.*\n\n\"It is after dinner and dark outside. Not sure if anyone would appreciate magic practice at this hour. But you know what. We can go get some at an empty yard nearby.\" \n\nIran said and then led the group away to a night training yard. It was indeed, quite dark, and in middle of Cerebrum. Iran would use his fire magic to create some floating lights. \n\n\"Practice for an hour or so. Don't make any loud noises.\" Iran said, fully knowing loud noises will be had, and pre-modern city weren't the best exemplar of good noise control."}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Cuo took a deep breath once outside. Loki shut up for once, and Garuda spectated from the sides.*\n\nG-\"Pyro, Blast.\"\n\n*Cuo inhaled, extending her hand. She focused the energy into her hand as she gripped her arm to stabilize it. With a hard exhale, she released a burst of flames from her hand.*\n\nG-\"Good. Leech.\"\n\n*This time, the open hand manifested dark energy, turning Cuo's hand into one of a demon. She thrusted her hand out and closed; an unfortunate rat seemed to be in the way, and was now shrivled and dead. Loki sniffed it, then backed away. Garuda would turn to Sirdan, flying over.*\n\nL-\"That smells bad.\"\n\nG-\"Practicing spells like this is how I did it. It's good to be able to cast spells in succession.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Iran would watch CUO practice, using Geokinesis to create a wall as a backstop for her spells.* \n\n*Then he watched them leech the rat, and Iran would conjure a fire blast, concentrated to burn up the rat's remains and remove the smell.* \n\n\"Yeah, no one go smell and sniff necrotic tissues - usually.\" \n\n\"Now, is there any Arcane magic that CUO want to learn next? I can help to guide her... I know about Germany, Cold, Lightning... Other than Fire, I can also teach combat Necromancy too!\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Sonja paused for a moment to ponder over these words as they continued to head along through the forest. It was clear that the topic had had an effect on Shaw. But that in and of itself was not enough to deter the stoic Ursinoid, who had soon found her tongue.*\n\n\"...A poacher who doesn't like breaking the law, you say?\" *She repeated with a soft chuckle, apparently amused by the paradox. Of course, it was easy enough to say one disagreed with the idea of owning land. And by that logic, no one could be a poacher. Be Sonja suspected that wouldn't stop the nobles whose land was being poached from stringing up the offenders as criminals.*\n\n*Another pause.*\n\n\"What had you move on from that?\" *The Ursinoid raised an eyebrow, giving Shaw a glance.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He rolled his eyes at the use of the word poacher even after his beliefs being stated but with a heavy breath in and out he kept his composure. He simply nodded his head to confirm her query. Not wishing to entertain it beyond that and especially not with words. His jaw seemed clenched and lips tight as if he was forcing himself to be silent.*\n\n*Whilst the silence hung above the two he just kept this expression, although overtime it did relax. Once she had asked her next question however he seemed happy to change the topic and answer.* \"... Adventure, travel, and learning\" *Speaking the worlds smoothly as if that particular line was rehearsed.* \"I wished to escape village life\" *He finally shrugged off the matter, thinking he'd said enough*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The silent nod from Shaw served as confirmation of Sonja's assertion. Though she didn't acknowledge it with much more than a chuckle. It seemed the topic had further agitated her companion. Best to change topics, she thought. The Ursinoid raised an eyebrow at the response to her other question. It sounded rather rehearsed. Was that how Shaw really felt? Or was there more to it than that? But Sonja wasn't about to question his words so blatantly.*\n\n\"Those are admirable aims.\" *She concluded with a nod, sniffing the air while continuing to guide them along an unmarked path through the forest.* \"What about village life was not to your liking?\" *Sonja wondered aloud. Frankly, she thought she might have been content with something like that, had circumstances not forced her to where she was now.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He seemed happier now with just talking about his aims. They certainly made him seem more relaxed as he walked along following Sonja through the forest. Just when he seemed to start enjoying the surrounding sights asked her question about village life. Smile faltering his pace slowed down significantly upon hearing that. As if the thought put into answering the question needed enough focus that he couldn't even concentrate on walking. Eyes holding a blank look for a few seconds before his expression became one of discomfort. He quickly corrected his pace and carried on moving like normal. His expression almost forcibly molded into a poker face.* \"S'private\" *Was his only word on the matter.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The change in Shaw certainly didn't go unnoticed by Sonja. Not only did his expression change—he smelled uncomfortable. Not wanting to press the issue, the Ursinoid simply nodded and continued along towards the boarder. Maybe Shaw's life as a poacher had caught up with him? Perhaps he felt too much guilt about his work? Sonja wasn't sure, but didn't pry further.*\n\n*They were close now. The scent of wilderness and beastkin had become stronger. The scent of guards and soldiers were behind them. Just a bit further and Sonja expected to send the liberated slaves on their way towards freedom in the warlord realm.* \"...We're almost through the worst of it.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He looked back towards the rescued slaves and studied them. Thinking about their situation he couldn't help but frown. He realized that the 'rescuing' part wasn't quite what their job was intended to be. Weighing the scales in his head he wondered whether this action would go unnoticed or not by the superiors and leaders of this campaign. He hoped not.*\n\n*Eyes wandering over towards the wilderness ahead of them seemed to relax his thoughts. He couldn't help but slow down sometimes to admire the various wild flowers. He made sure to point out ones he particularly liked* \"Beautiful country... I like it h-here\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"...Yes. I used to live around here. Spring is always lively and colorful.\" *Sonja stated with a nod, continuing at her usual speed. She slowed only as necessary to not leave Shaw far behind.* \"If only it was as peaceful as it is beautiful.\"\n\n*Finally, Sonja came to a halt, sniffing the air. They seemed to be far enough inside warlord territory that it was safe to let the liberated Ursinoids go the rest of the way on their own.* \"This is it.\" *She announced, directing the ex-slaves towards the nearest beastkin settlement.* \"There should be a friendly town a few miles that way. I can smell it. Best of luck to you all.\"\n\n*And so the Ursinoid bid them farewell, watching as the headed off towards the direction she had indicated. That was that. Soon enough, it was just Sonja and Shaw. The Ursinoid turned to head back the way they had come.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Unfamiliar with beast kin formalities he simply waved goodbye to the rescued slaves. Not wanting to look foolish by overstepping. He wouldn't be surprised if some would treat him with suspicion for looking like their captors. Stopping GE watched as the throng of Crinoids go off into the wilderness. For but a moment he looked out at the horizon and tried to appreciate the sky. It was close to sun set and it certainly be dark by the time they got back to Sine and Carly. He didn't seem worried though. Looking over at Sonja he decided to ask a question of his own.* \n\n\"W-what makes you fight?... Worlds large enough to avoid... It be edited be easy to live peacefully in secret?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"...\"\n\n*Sonja said nothing for a long moment, slowly turning her icy blue gaze onto Shaw. The question betrayed an amount of naivety that the Ursinoid hadn't quite been prepared to confront. Luckily for Shaw, she had been in a good mood and wasn't about to recount the trauma inflicted on her people.*\n\n\"...It *Wouldn't* Be easy.\" *She grumbled.* \"Perhaps a small nomadic tribe could accomplish it. But good luck hiding the entire population of a city.\" *She didn't bother to answer that first question. Hadn't he seen the slaves? No one wanted to end up in such a situation.*\n\n*With that, Sonja began walking back the way they had come, retracing their steps towards Upper Mentian territory. She motioned for Shaw to follow. There was no time to be wasted. If they took too long it might seem suspicious.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He waited for the answer. For a moment he thought it might not come. Either way he appreciated being able to stop walking if just for a few seconds. When her answer did come he looked slightly disappointed. He simply sighed and stretched his legs. Taking one last look towards the Crinoids now disappearing over the horizon before he turned around and began to follow Sonja back towards civilization.*\n\n*As they began to return he simply kept his eyes forward as he occasionally hummed a repetitive sounding tune. Whatever the song was it was probably one best sung instead of idly mused like he is doing now. The activity did seem to put a smile on Shaw's face though. As if he was doing it to lighten the mood of the walk back.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*It didn't seem that Sonja planned to freely volunteer any additional information. And so they continued along towards Upper Mentia. The Ursinoid was content to let Shaw sing his tunes—they seemed to help cheer him up and liven the atmosphere. Sonja eventually altered course for where their inn was located. Soon the sun had begun to set.*\n\n\"...We're almost back.\" *Sonja announced.* \"Thank you for the company.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As they began to make their way back he seemed quite pleased with it being close to dusk. Once Sonja thanked him for the company he seemed surprised. Unclear as to why but he chuckled in response. He bowed his head, notably lower than he did upon first meeting her or when addressing their mutual employer Ayana Testate. Once he was back upright he looked at her with those usual bright green eyes.* \"A thousand thanks... And a thousand f-fond farewells. Good night Boss. Until morning\" \n\n*A small wave was given and with that he'd changed course for which way he was walking. It seemed he had plans to go off and do something tonight. As he began walking off into the growing darkness of dusk Sonja would see blond hairs begin to grow on the back of his neck and arms. Turning into some sort of animal as he went.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "Tension Die: 2 / 6\n*The soldiers took their new position - The two soldiers to the left moved as close as they can, without falling into the line of sight of bandits - sadly, there was only so much the two could move in without being seen by one of the archer - and the same goes for Darien.*\n\n*A little bit of crawling later, Tara and the volunteer would manage to sneak pass on the other side of the camp, with the bandits being blissfully unaware for now.*\n\n```fix\nContinuation\n```\nAs the Ambush prepared to be sprung, part of the camp would be distracted and sent asides to deal with the impending assault from the other side, leaving only the volunteer and Tara there, **Hidden** And ready to strike. Looks like the odd wasn't too great in her favor, and she will need to pull every trick she has under her belt to win.\n\nThe other soldier besides her whispered. \n\n\"Should we charge and strike the same target? Or do you want to split up our targets?\"\n\n\n```\nPC Side has surprise advantage - they can move and strike the first two bandits on the right without the enemy being able to act. \n```"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She gave it a thought, and then \"I will sneak up behind one and try to dispatch him quickly, I want you to hold my left against the other one. I think I can get him fast enough and take out the spear wielder after,\" She said and slid out both of her daggers, then proceeded to quietly move through the bushes.*\n\n*Moving up behind the first one, she sent her dagger straight at the back of his head without any fanfare or any more hesitation.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"I'm building a manor house instead. Not sure about a castle... Maybe a fortified village with low wall. Old fashioned castles are not going to last long in this age.\" \n\n*Sirdan didn't hear the question about vineyard.* \n\n\"Good, I need to stay alive to do a lot of things. I'm sure you'll be very helpful indeed.\" *Sirdan gave another headpat.* \n\n\"I'm getting a bit tired, and I need to be well rested to win the siege. When the siege is over, we can go have some good food and do what we like till our next job. After... Mm. Let's not say anything like that. Tends to get people killed.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"But a castle would be cool! And uh, what's a vineyard? Garuda just said it's a garden with vines.\"\n\n*CUO snuggled in a little more at the head pat, then nodded. Good sleep was one more thing she was grateful for; sometimes a little too much at times.*\n\n\"Sleep time?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"I feel the same... This place is busier than usual...\"\n*The knight muttered in concurrence, balling a gauntleted fist and pressing her cheek against it as her eyes darted through the crowd. A few cutthroats had already recognised her and made attempts on her life, though from where they knew her was unclear... A bounty from her family? It mattered little...*\n\"While we're here, tell me something about you? I will reciprocate, of course, and considering we want to leave soon it doesn't have to be much.\"\n*She struck up with a lilt in her voice, her expression softening as she giggled gently.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She was a little confused as to why the inquiry. Half of her wished she didn't approach this warrior, it seemed unlikely that they were going to teach her how to use a knife. The other half hoped she was an amazing teacher.* \n\"Uh. I'm a healer. Kinda.\" *Although she could heal the majority of wounds. Although she could also find plants to sooth food poisoning and other sicknesses. Nobody wanted a fanged freak like her around.* \"I do the best I can with the doctors in the local, find medicinal herbs for them and such.\" *Normally someone would sound prouder of this profession, but when Manon spoke she sounded distant instead of happy.* \n\"I'm not very interesting.\" *Manon caught herself picking at the wooden table with her finger nail instead of actually looking at the person she spoke to.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"A healer, hm? Any healing magic? One of my younger cousins from the Silnarian heartlands used quite powerful stuff, could heal whole limbs...\"\n*Elias mused for a few moments, grimacing at her last statement and shaking her head.*\n\"There's a spark in every stone, a wise man once told me. Maybe *You* Don't find yourself too thrilling, but people will. I'm quite interested in your story, dear... You strike me as peculiar, in a good way.\"\n*She giggled again, this time with an embarrassed twinge as she called for a waiter, rattling off her order and addressing Manon*\n\"Meat, veg or fish?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Plenty of healing magic, actually I was top of my class in.\" *Her voice trailed off as everyone in her class was killed, including the parents and teachers.* \"It doesn't matter.\" *She traced lazy circles into the table as she spoke. She didn't really enjoy talking about herself due to her lack of confidence in herself these past few years.* \"Vega please.\" *She was feeling pretty hungry though it wasn't for plants. She had plenty of time before she needed to feed off another creature's life, hopefully enough time learn what she needed and part ways with the knight.* \"It's your turn, tell me about yourself.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The knight would relay the order to their waiter, giving a habitual wink as she turned back to Manon - missing the blush and the shake of the head as the boy left them. She tapped the table with a slow, hypnotic rhythm, eyes hollowing as the memories of her past washed over her once more.*\n\"Ser Elias Alicia Bluedove, 3rd Marque-heir of the Bluedove Household, loyal to the Silnarian empire... Or at least I was, a long while ago. My grandmother might have liked that too, but such is cold fate. In truth, I'm not a salt-grain's worth of that title. Bastard daughter of an affair, to some deadbeat mercenary...\"\n*Her expression was anything but pleasant, storm clouds forming around her brow as she reminisced.*\n\"Sorry, I've said too much... You don't make many friends, wandering. Sometimes it... Just kind of comes out...\"\n*She'd give one last chuckle - this one cold, through glazed eyes - before falling silent.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She knew all too well how lonely wandering around could be. As much as Manon would love to be a part of a group, she was afraid that she'd lose control and kill the people she considered her friends.* \"I'm sorry.\" *She didn't know asking would open older wounds for the knight. Emotional injuries were not something she could heal, even if she wanted to ease the pain of the past. From the corner of her eye she noticed the server from earlier making his way back with some food. Leaning back into her booth and placing her hands in her lap to provide a free place for her food. Her attention shifted from the young man and onto the wall beside her, focusing on nothing in particular. Once her plate was lowered she gave her gratitude in a form of a thanks to him, still without looking his direction.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Not at all, it was a pleasure, believe it or not. Now, about that hunting lesson...\"\n*She'd giggle softly once more, rising from her seat and dropping a few silvers in the centre of their table, hailing a Silnarian 'thank you' to the staff, receiving a stilted Irtutian response. Grimacing a little, thinking she was close enough to the Elven capital to warrant a dialect change, she motioned to Manon go follow her outside.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Manon didn't know if now was the best time to remind the knight that it was really just knife lessons she needed, not so much the whole hunting one. She didn't say anything though, this would technically give her the chase to feed. She, too, rose from the booth and gave the staff a curtsy before following the knight.* \n\n\"Is it good to go hunting on such full stomachs?\" *The feeling of drowsiness crept over the vampire after a warm delicious meal.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Some time after Cyneburh was liberated, the north of Mentia was united and all eyes were looking towards the Siuians, soldiers and mercenaries would flood the south coming from the north. Among them was Sivne, the 7'8ft tall Brayer. After crossing the border she'd head to Cyneburh where Sol and the others likely still were. She'd head inside and sit herself down in a corner, ordering a beer.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "It was certainly a mystery whether the priestess had participated in the recent foray out of Cynosure.\n\nWell, aside from the fact that she'd overslept and missed the timing, but no one needed to know that.\n\nShe hadn't yet reunited with the rest of the party as of their return to the city (most definitely not an act of avoidance, surely) and instead, the priestess found herself exploring the city's taverns of late. Pushing through the doors in plain, unremarkable attire, keeping an eye out for 4 specific individuals.\n\nAh, but who was this, having a drink alone?\n\nAfter some contemplation she waved at and started approaching the Prayer."}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Sivne noticed Sol immidiately as she entered the tavern, taking a sip of her beer. She set her drink down and leaned back in her chair as the lady approached.*\n\n\"Mmh.. I know you, don't I? Tavern in Salvania..\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Indeed, it has been a while, Lady Sine.\"\n\nSol comes to an unhurried stop by the nearest vacant chair, first procuring the attention of the bartender before settling down with a large grin, regarding the Prayer with much interest.\n\n\"I heard you made quite the killing in Upper Media.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She raised a brow, seems like she had a fan. She picked up her mug of beer and took a long swig of it before setting it back down.*\n\n\"Mmh.. There was plenty of money to be made. I hear down south they pay well too.\" *She shrugged a little, unsure if she was making a joke about Galschen.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"They do pay honest wages here, I suppose.\"\n\nAccepting a mug from the bartender, Sol sipped from it briefly.\n\n\"Can't say it's been that exciting as of late though, with the frontline being so close. The occasional high-priority target is nice and all, but... Ah, well. There's always next time.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Mmmmhm. Wouldn't call it honest.\" *She let out a quiet grunt, sipping her beer more.*\n\n\"War seems to be coming to a climax soon, only one emperor left and he's about to come fight the Siuians. Mmh.. Should be a good fight either way. I'm just here for the pay.\"\n\n*She drummed her fingertips on the table.* \"I haven't been keeping up.. What's the word down here?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Sol chuckled softly into her own drink, tasting both the tartness of the drink and her own words.\n\n\"Let's see.\" She pictured a map of the Mention territories and tried to recall the meetings she'd spectated. \"They've broken the siege here and driven one of the SII armies off, while the Karaoke have beaten another into retreat. I'm not sure about the last one, but I hear there's been a lot of action in OMB of late.\"\n\n*Depending on how things go, we could end up with no emperors left... Now that'd be a sight.*\n\nThe priestess shrugged, leaving her thoughts unsaid.\n\n\"So, was he strong?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She let out a grunt, taking a swig of her beer. Just how many people knew it was her, she wondered. She drummed her fingertips against the mug.*\n\n\"Mm, for an old man.. Almost killed two of my own, almost got me too before I ran a sword through his gullet. I did carve my way through eight of his guards on my own before I fought him.. Mmh. It was a good fight.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh, my.\"\n\nAs a magic user she didn't quite get the whole thing about a fight being 'good' or not, but just the fact that there were no fatalities alone impressed her. She lifted the mug for another sip, then stopped.\n\n\"It'll be less interesting around here, I'd reckon.\" She tried for a joke. \"The population of old men in Media is endangered enough as is. So - here's to peace.\"\n\nShe raised her mug out, offering a toast."}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Peace, pfht.\" *She still nevertheless tapped her mug against Sol's before taking a swig.* \"Peace here maybe, finally.. Mmh, these people need it. They're too soft to continue, lost too much to keep it going. So now some old git who's done nothing to earn it gets to sit on a fancy throne and call himself the Emperor. Stupid..\" *She shook her head, taking another sip of beer.*\n\n\"Mmh... So, you're a merc. Who're you running with?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Pfft. You're not wrong.\" She hid her grin behind the mug. \"Those that come after will decide if the price of peace was acceptable.\"\n\nWith a deep breath, Sol downs the entire mug in one go, lightly slamming the empty vessel against the table.\n\n\"Let's see... A bunny, a troubled girl, and two Karaoke barons. Quite odd, now that I think about it.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*She had enough of this, she should've said something much sooner. Now the conversation drifted to skinning animals, something she simply refused to be apart of. They were already at the hunter's stall and she held her tongue. Unlike the personal at the Tavern, Manon was too lost in thought to show gratitude to this man.* \n\n*Her hands balled into fists as she waited until now to speak.*\n \"I-I just want to know how to end it's suffering quickly! I don't want it's skin.\"\n *Manon probably sounded ridiculous because she hasn't explained her vampire situation. She looked like a simple girl who just wanted to mass execute animals right now.*\n \"I'm a.. I'm a Vampire.\" \n*She finally said, taking a step away from Elias in case the woman came for her head.* \"I don't want them to suffer when I eventually catch them..\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*It was as if Elias imposed the silence that filled the air, the man raising a brow but shrugging and shuffling away - the problems of strangers was the last of his problems. The knight grabbed Manon by the arm, dragging her towards the forest, out of earshot of most of the village. Once they were sufficiently away, she'd push the girl away with a bark in her throat as she spoke.*\n\"With three words, a hundred mysteries would've been solved so much sooner... Animal blood won't sustain you, coonskin. Either you find a willing host, or you feed on whoever's closest. The third and fourth are harder options...\"\n*The last sentence carried a malevolent edge as she clicked her long sword in its scabbard, a broiling mix of pity and hatred in her once calm eyes. The hatred Elias felt for unnatural beasts was immense - for she saw herself as much the same. She stood still, not daring to move unless the vampire decided to drop this facade.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She had to jog to keep up, stumbling over her own feet as she was lead into the woods. 'This was a mistakes, this was a mistake' she told herself in her mind, her heart pounding in her ears. This was it, she was going to be cut down by the same person who just fed her delicious food. Suddenly she found herself reeling backwards, a total change of momentum from the forward jog. Once Elias started yelling Manon took a full step backwards, her focus shifting from her mouth to her sword.* \n\n\"I admit I should've said something sooner.. I- I struggle with my identity.\" *She raised her hands slowly above her head to indicate she wasn't going to attack. Though her preferred methods of combat didn't require steel.* \"In fact I'm a healer remember?\" *A purple aura glowed around her raised hands, the same aura that all faith magic had from the healers in the cities. She didn't lie about what she could do.* \"I've only bitten one person on accident, he's still alive and not turned. It was complicated..\" *She took another step backward, hoping to get out of Elias' range*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"IDENTITY!? YOU ARE **CURSED. Sick...** It is a sickness of the mind, to accept such a monstrous state as part of yourself...\"\n*The knight stamped her dominant foot, grinding her teeth from the sheer rage as she roared. Her anger subsided as quickly as the winter breeze rose and fell around them, a deep and hollow sigh leaving her lips once more.*\n\"I don't know how to help you, Manon. A piercing weapon through the skull is the fastest way to kill any living thing, so pick up a javelin or a crossbow...\"\n*She daresn't meet her gaze, still clicking her long sword nervously.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Leaned forward into a low bow in front of the knight. In appreciation for all the kindness she had showed in their short meeting.* \n\"Thank you for the Parsnip and the meal, I appreciate the acts of kindness you've shown me.\" \n*Her voice was wavering, clear droplets falling onto the ground as she held in her cry. Once she stood up she turned to face the woods, the one the knight said had mutilated corpse recently. She began walking, despite the warnings. She didn't feel the need to tell the knight it wasn't accepted, it was forced upon her. All she could do was offer a prayer to a deity she didn't believe that whatever stalked the woods wouldn't find her.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"The Gods may not bless you, but I will... May you find salvation, dear. I mean it...\"\n*The last thing Elias said to the young girl this day would be barely audible, her emotions getting the better of her. Vampire or not, this was a girl near her age, and the knight had shunned her. But there was only so much she could tolerate... Settling by the tree, she began to mumble an old Italian war song, as she tried to forget the day for a while.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Lucrum would keep his distance, or try to make use of the lack there was. As Terrel was perusing him, Lucrum was looking for the weakness in his armor. . . It had been forever since he had to fought an armored opponent seeing his only options: Forerm, Thigh, Armpit or... His face. A thought emerged as he stared holes into his anatomy. He found his point of interest. \n\nLucrum lowered his guard but, this time keeping the Estoc in the center of his body assuming a plow guard.*\n\n\n*Lucrum would jab towards his face and backpedal. Keeping the point there to ward him from approaching; keeping him at bay, Lucrum watched his waist. Which way would he pívot? To determine what way he'll swing next. He broke the silence of the duel, in attempt to clear the air, or distract him entirely. He'd speak with tinges of guilt in his voice, as he focused on the mask.*\n\n\". . . I fear for you and Shaori!— I tried to get to you!—TERREL!\"\n\n*Lucrum's breathing would grow shaky as he tried to think of what to say whiling try to keep the pig from cutting him down. His eyes and heart race as strands of blonde stuck to his forehead. He'd feel his back against a tree, with no more space behind him he stood his ground. . . Watching for his moment.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell found himself having to shift back to avoid the jab to his face, teeth grinding at the purpose behind it. It seemed Luc rum was all prepared to kill him right then and there. The Elf could hear Luc rum yelling out to him, his eyes flashing at the Macon as he would slowly follow him to the tree he found himself backed into. A stance he took, any closer and Elf would probably end up impaling himself in the pursuit. A flash, a single arc of the blade before Terrell would suddenly stop mid-swing with the tip inches away from his face, the space created between them with their two weapons.*\n\n\"You created that forest fire, you got us separated, you didn't even bother looking for us **Did you**?\"*The Elf would snap at him. What should he care any more of what this Macon did? He was a paid mercenary and all that Luc rum failed to do was seal his end of the deal upon forcing the Elf to risk his life for whatever it was the Macon had wanted to do.*\"I. Want. My. Pay.\"*He'd say through his teeth.*\"And if I have to cut it out of you, I'll do so and make sure those ducks learn why you shouldn't follow someone giving false promises.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Lucrum's voice seemed to cracked at his accusations. The squire was trying to tell the truth— that or trying to get him to lower his guard. . . —This, was one of the many cons of being raise by Dark Elves. There was no such thing as sincerity... But Lucrum was trying to falsify this stereotype. He spoke as he would any other day, however he hissed with raw guilt.*\n\n\n\n*Lucrum didn't react to the blade that stopped by his face; Either out of shock, stupidity, or willpower. He had nothing to fear but Terrel's complacency to understand. He remained calm, he has him talking for now...*\n\n\"I looked— For days. . .\nI asked— many people. . .\nI searched— Kadho, Upper, Middle— and even returned to the forest by myself. Fearful not of my own life, __but yours.__\"\n\n*There was a pause and a moment of eerie silence.\nThe frigid wind stopped, the ducks grew quiet and the Mare stared. Everything in the forest stood still even Lucrum.*\n\n||\"—**I know. I have it. Take it... **\nI don't want to hold onto it anymore—! It always kept me hoping that we'd cross paths again. So I could right my wrongs. Shaor—\"||\n\n\n\n\n\n*He kept talking.\nSpitting the truth. \nHis voice fell deeper, and more distraught.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell didn't shift from his stance, keeping the sword held out in front of him while the Macon rambled on about trying to search of them. His expression remained neutral, part of him not wanting to buy Luc rum's sob story. However, in being an Elf, Terrell had the knack for being able to read a person based on look alone. It wasn't a skill he cared much for, though now he actually had reason for it.\n\nHe'd shift his sword ever so slowly as the pointed end of it would meet the face of the Macon, just at the tip of the nose. It would a rather light touch, soon moving on as the sword would trace its way up his face. It wasn't pressurized enough to leave a mark, but touching enough to know any sudden moves would warrant a bigger cut than wanted. Eventually the tip would reach bridge of his glasses before he'd use his sword to move them up over Luc rum's eyes.\n\nThe Elf's eyes would narrow at the sight of him crying, whether because of suppressed frustration or disapproval of it, it was left uncertain. The moment seemed to last for ages with Terrell watching Luc rum in dead silence. After a while of studying him, he'd move his sword away from the Macon, lowering it back down to his side in waiting for Luc rum to hand over the money he promised. With what the Macon said, it seemed that he was unsuccessful in finding Shari and, unfair as it might be, Terrell would take her pay nonetheless. He didn't know her enough to determine her whereabouts nor care of what happened to her after the events.*\n\n*He would move one hand to his head, coursing his fingers through his long pink hair before he'd grab at something and remove it from its original resting place within his locks. A small crown, one he had chosen months ago between the choice of it, a pair of glasses, and a compass. It was a stupid question then and even stupider one now for why he still had it. Perhaps it was left forgotten all the time leading up to seeing the squire again.*\n\n\"Here. You can have this back.\"*He'd say, carelessly tossing the small thing to Luc rum's feet.*\"Not my style. Way too small.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"...Mmh, sounds odd. Should pick more stable company, mmh? I've ran with my group for a long time now.. All started in South Mentia, picked up and lost a few on the way, but we haven't lost our character.\" \n\n*She said, finishing off her own tankard and setting it down.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's working out alright for a party formed on the spot, I think. And beyond this campaign, well...\" The priestess shrugged, staring at the remnant bubbles in her mug. \"I'm something of a loner myself, and teamwork is hardly a strength of mine... But that's another story.\"\n\nShe shrugged once more, slightly hesitating on whether she should order another mug."}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Mmh.. Should try teamwork sometime, works great.\" *She smirked a bit.* \"With my lot we just have all the others set themselves up far away, I run in and they pick off everyone trying to fight me.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Mmm, I don't know. Everything considered, I'd make a terrible teammate.\" A grin flitted across her face after some thinking. \"You'll get along with the old man I work with, probably. Similar way of thinking and all that.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Mmh.. Never met a southlander with a similar way of thinking. Those coastal Mentians are all soft anyway.\" *She shrugged.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well, there's always room for first times.\" Sol got the attention of the barkeep and procured a smaller drink. \"But I'd imagine that to be a good thing, no? If they're soft, they can't handle all the fighting by themselves. More business for the folks who do it for a living.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"There's not some conspiracy to keep you in the dark. And there's no *Plan.* Just an intention. We haven't decided on doing anything yet.\" *She leaned back against the headrest again.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck* \"F-fine... It would have been nice to know though... Sorry for raising my voice...\" *He pursed his lips and decided to follow suit in moving and leaning back against the headrest. Lad was seemingly hoping that mimicking might lighten the mood.* \"Does Carly know?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"No. Only me and Sonja talked about it. She wouldn't have even come if not for promising her that we weren't going to let them win. These aren't good people we're working for.\" *She grunted and closed her eyes, reaching for his hand and gently holding it as she let out a sigh.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He frowned. Not entirely glad yet another person wasn't aware. At least he was in the loop now, but he'd have to tell Carly later. His frown did falter at her taking his hand in hers. He gave her hand a squeeze and leaned his head on her shoulder* \"Hmm they aren't... Especially that b-baron\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I'm selfish. But them? They'd sell their own family for power. They're all evil in their own way and they'll get what's coming to them.\" *She grumbled a little with her eyes closed.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He chuckled and though her eyes were closed she'd feel him nodding his head* \"Hopefully... And don't speak like that. You're fine. A little r-rough but nice all the s-same\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Hmpf. I know what i am. No need to be delusional.\" *She opens her eyes and looks over to him.* \"I'm glad the world hasn't ruined you yet, at least.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He gave her arm a very light punch. Not intended to hurt but show his disagreement. Though he does then give a comforting rub to where he punched, as if it did hurt.* \"And it never will. Worlds nice... Its t-the people who m-make it cruel\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She huffed.* \"Something made people rotten. I don't know what, but it's something. People get too comfortable being cruel.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He shrugged and leaned further against her, now half hugging as he looked up at her with a bright smile* \"Well as long as we're on the r-right side of things... I'm happy\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I hope we are. I don't know if I am. You are.\" *She stroked his hair and yawned, clearly tired.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"HMP... Just s-stick with me and you'll be fine.\" *He smirked and resisted yawning as well* \"Sleepy?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Mmh.. Mhm. I'm going to sleep.\" *She stretched and groaned before slipping under the sheets and getting comfortable.* \"Goodnight.\" *She said before rather quickly falling asleep.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Goodnight...\" *He sighed as he kept he head leaned up against the headrest for a while. He didn't immediately sleep. For a while he just sat there in thought. After what felt like an hour he'd eventually lay down, wanting to follow suit and sleep*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "_A wagon rolled on through the small town, ox-drawn. It shook as it went along the road with clinking inside. It stopped off to the side by a building. A creature hopped from the front, going along the wagons side. An insectoid being, shining green and maroon chitin. His mandibles clicked excitedly as he reached the back, checking the contents of his wagon._"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Making his way through the town, an Elf wearing a pig mask would silently ride along the cobbled roads atop his horse. His gaze would shift to the different people, eyes falling upon a wagon being tended to by an individual that stuck out to him. A Qua? It wasn't often to come across them, at least for him anyway. Turning his horse to steer towards the person, Terrell would allow his curiosity to get the better of him as he'd gradually make his way over, the sound of hooves clopping signifying his approach.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "_Krikka Feest checked over his stock of meats and such throughout the back of his wagon. Would he need any extra? Possibly, quite possibly. But for now, he was here just to show off his wares.\n\nSo when an elf began to approach, the Qua hailed them with a raised arm and a click of his mandibles._"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would give simple wave in response, his horse slowing to a stop as he neared the Qua. He'd look the person over with a hidden gaze of curiosity before he'd glance over at the wagon he had instead.*\"Not everyday you get to see a Qua out here.\"*The Elf would eventually say.*\"Selling wares or just passing through?\"*It seemed he was asking the purpose for the wagon, whether it was a traveling shop or just a mobile home. He wasn't quite sure what the man could possibly be selling, but it didn't make him any less curious.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Matsuko walks into a small settlement in the territory of Tiksak, they'd have only come here as they have seen a bounty to be claimed. Apparently they had sent their fastest member to run to the town Matsuko had been in previously, requesting for an adventurer to put some rowdy bunch of bandits nearby in their place. This shouldn't be too difficult for a trained combatent, however due to many misfortunante events, everyone with some form of training is either injured, dead, or too old to fight. It isn't very apt to them bandits, more like violent troublemakers, hopefully they'll either run away or be captured after a quick battle. If Matsuko were to ask around about them, they'd find out that the bandits lodge in the woods nearby, in an abandoned cabin.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As Katsuki had arrived to the location, he immediately wanted to talk to the townsfolk about the bandits' location. As he walked around town, he would talk to one of the civilians.* \n\n\"Uhm excuse me, sir. I'm Katsuki, and I was sent to eliminate the bandits that was said to be here. Do you know their location?\" \n\n*He would patiently wait for the civilian's answer, and he looked around to pass time.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Ah, you've heard about our request? Just east of here in an abandoned cabin, I think a woodsman used to live there, dunno where he went when the bandits made their home there. Anyways, they aren't too strong, probably a little cowardly, defeat one and they all run away, you know the type?\" *The civillian would say, he doesn't make it seem like the bandits are much of a threat, rather they are probably a nuisance to them, of course they would cause harm which is why they have sent out a bounty for them.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Mm. I know the type. Well, thank you for your aid, kind civilian!\" \n\n*He would smile and continue his adventure. He would look up at the sky.* \n\n*'Daylight is burning, I should hurry.'* \n\n*Katsuki would make his way east, towards the abandoned cabin. After walking, he would soon reach the cabin. He did not approach it yet, he wanted to hide behind a tree and scout the cabin at first. As he hid, he tried to see how many bandits there were and their equipment.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "**Lucrum seemed distraught. As he tried to keep the conversation afloat. He was forcing himself to keep Terrel's attention.**\n\n\"I've grown lazy over the last year. . . Busy with forming connections, for the big thing. But in doing so my swordsman has dulled— yet my magic has prospered. It's safe to say, I've lost my edge. Heh.\"\n**The squire said with a glance to his Estoc; a weapon with no edge.** \n\n*Lucrum would look to the tear in the Pigs cape. Before frantically speaking.*\n\"I can sew the cape back together if you'd like. It's the least I could do. M—my elven mother practically engrained it into my head.\"\n\n*He'd take the mare by her reigns and walk her over to the waters edge to allow her to drink. The ducklings would be placed in his saddle bags, with the cover open. The equine kept an eye on Carl, and would huff lowly as she had just watch the two riders duke it out. She was unsure if it was safe, But could felt her riders low emotion. Lucrum brushed her mane and in response the mare would rest it's chin atop of the short squire head. He closed his eyes feeling sorry for himself.*\n\n\"—But I've met some new people; From Canifors Lords and optimistic adventures... To Harlot Kemo—? What is the name of the cat people? I can never pronounce their race right...\"\n\n*He'd sigh loudly, The squire had grownup, although it wasn't was anything tangible. Aside from his Cuirass and Estoc, he remained the same person visibly and at heart. With the addition from the bruises he'd obtained from getting jumped by elves in Lymia and most recently the bar fight with Hikari. . . Sketchy lady, bad manners. That left him with bandages that wrapped around his forehead was a sign he had been in a pickle since. His experience couldn't been seen but heard as he recites the events. He stops himself, as he realized he hadn't formally apologized.*\n\n**\"Terrel are you listening?\"**"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would turn his gaze towards Luc rum, staring back at him with a frown forming on his face with what could be perceived as mild annoyance with the squire. What more did he want with him? He already left him to burn alive, near attempted decapitation, and torn his cloak in his weak excuse for swordsmanship that he claimed to have improved upon in the year that had passed.*\n\n\"Mm.\"*He'd respond back simply to confirm Luc rum's question of him listening. His business with Luc rum was already through, now it was just a matter of teaching those bandits a lesson about messing with him, whether they were after the squire or not. The Elf never liked unfinished business and in having to run away, Luc rum was merely a reminder of what he had to go back to.\n\nHe didn't have much faith in the squire, even if he felt inclined to help to see as he was the cause of this in the first place. At this point, he'd probably slow him down or perhaps make decent fodder for a while. Either way, he probably wasn't going to get much help in this and that mattered little to the Pig Elf. He had faith in his own wit and sword skills and if it's a fight they wanted to start, it was one he's going to finish. Perhaps it was about time to start getting prepared.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"C'mon don't do that...\"\n*Lucrum became frustrated with Terrel's disinterest, the shuffle of foot steps could heard as he approached Terrel from behind. The squire instincts was to shove him as he raised his palm; but didn't have the gall to pull through. He would reach out to grab his shoulder to stop him from leaving.*\n\n\"**Tsh, you're a—...**\"\n*Lucrum bit his tongue it was laced with poison for what he wanted to say out of Frustration, speechless as he danced on eggshells. He decided to keep it honest.*\n\"Terrel, did I ever tell you what we were doing that day before we were ambushed?— What was in the parcels? Where we going?—\"\n\n*Lucrum stared him down, his eyes flicking between portions of his mask. He'd point to his mask, gesturing him to take it off.*\n\n\"—Life is unfair, I didn't expect things to turn out that way it did. It has affected me more than you think old friend. You had a choice to stand and fight by my side... I told them you weren't with me yet.—\"\n*He'd pause.*\n\"...What you did, even with the outcome now. Left me dumbfounded. You have warrior's heart.\"\n\n\"...I can plea until my lungs run out, and my eyes roll back... But nothing can change what happened that day. We either would've died or been captured—. Those snobs that hired him... Are worse than you and I combined. But, I strive to cut down that stupid looking floppy hat bandit and those who hired him... That made me look like a fool, I want to show you I am truly...\"\n*He'd exhale, looked to the pig's greaves.*\n\n\"**—__Sorry.__** But your making it difficult walking away... Just listen to me\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would remain where he was as Luc rum went through the effort of coming up behind him, only turning his head back to look at him as he'd place a hand on his shoulder. He was sure the Macon was trying to explain something important, but after all this talking, the Elf had found his mind drifting elsewhere for a while.\n\nHe took notice of Luc rum gesturing to his mask, though simply ignoring the hand gesture's request to remove it. Why should he anyway? Only after there was finally silence, would Terrell slowly grab Luc rum's hand to pick it off his shoulder and move it away from him.*\n\n\"You know what your problem is Luc rum?\"*He'd question, using the squire's name for the first time well ever, maybe. It was hard to recall a time when he had needed to say it really.*\"You talk too much for your own good.\"\n\n*The Elf would turn around fully, bringing his arm up to rest on the back of his horse.*\"I have some business to finish with those ambushers of yours, so are you going to help me or not?\"\n\n*Quick and to the point the Elf seemed. Luc rum's apology seemed to have mattered little to him at this given point, that window of opportunity having already closed. The Macon seemed insistent enough, so who was he to stop him lest he proved to only repeat history as it so often did.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "The Ursinoid nodded slowly and tried to follow the instructions. She felt a bit foolish, but made the O with her lips, and tried to get the energy in her hands to do the same. It severed the first time. And then the second time. And the third time too. Sonja seemed to be getting increasingly agitated with each attempt, but kept trying it anyways. \"Does this... Really work?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Indeed it will.\" *Arleen would demonstrate with the same move, successfully lifting the sword - just a tiny, little bit - a magical thread hanging between the sword and his hand. Though it would sever after he lifts it more than a palm's length away.* \n\n\"Humph, put your hand on my hand, and imagine doing the same thing. Perhaps this will make you feel the connection better.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"...\" Sonja frowned at how effortlessly Arlean seemed to accomplish what she was attempting. How?! And so the Ursinoid reluctantly put her hand on Arlean's to see of that helped at all. It felt like that helped her. Soon, she was ready to try it again herself. And so she did. Again. Again. And... Again. Honestly, she was ready to give up, when finally, on what was her 7th attempt, it worked! Well, kinda. She was able to get the sword to twitch and shiver ever so slightly. But levitate? Oh no, not yet."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Arleen nodded at her to reassure her every time she failed, until she finally did it for the first time. \"This will be a long process. Now, visualize the MANA that was flowing in you, you may see shattered threads and veins inside. Try to form them into a way that let you replicate what you just did - that is called etching a magical circuit in you.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel's head would cock to the side at the mention of being a traveling cook. He's met quite a few cooks on his own travels, but most typically limited their cooking around dishes containing meat in them. At his introduction, Terrel would give a dip of his head before shifting to slide off his horse.*\"Terrel Bales.\"*He'd say in response, lightly grabbing onto his horse's lead and tugging him forwards.*\"A cook, eh? What kind of recipes do you have.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "_Erika Feet lived up to his namesake... Sort of. Always attempting to create feasts for many, many people who came. Not many did, since he wasn't so well known. Even if he acted like he was._\n\n\"Lamb stews, pork rinds, cricket and rice, noodle soups. Many recipes and still yearning to learn more!\" _One of those perhaps was odd, but don't worry. He only ever used small insects._"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would raise an eyebrow as he mentioned each of the dishes, counting out all the ones with meat in them and bugs it seemed? Part of the Elf wondered if it would be wrong to consider it cannibalism in a way, so he simply decided not to critique the choice. It seemed like there were a lot of options still out there, so he would simply say:*\"Seems like you have a variety, ever tried out different making vegetable soups?\"*The Elf seemed to be suggesting it. At this rate, he might as well be suggesting this to every cook he comes across.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "_Truly, the infection had time to time experimented with vegetables... Yet he was always drawn to meats and spices. The things he could create, the recipes he could perfect. And also when it came to smaller insects, cannibalism never came to mind. Because no one brought it up, and they were to him animals. Little critters._\n\n\"Perhaps. I need to look into that more. I have made leek soup.\" _Simple, yet with the right touch, elegant. And with potatoes. That's what really made it. And sometimes a little bit of beef to add to the soup. Though that wouldn't be entirely vegetable soup then, now would it?_ \"You are one for vegetables?\" _He asked, assuming that was the reason that it was asked in the first place._"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would nod, his mouth curling into a grin at the question.*\"That I am. I'm afraid I don't share the same interest in meat as, well every other person I come across.\"*He'd state. It was a bit refreshing to have someone who cooked vegetable meals without just having to go to a tavern. Perhaps the Elf could take him up on that while they were here for the short while. He had the extra free time at least.*\"Is it up for sale?\"*He'd ask in reference to the leek soup. It wouldn't be bad to get a quick meal for now before he had to set out again and be stuck away from any towns for who knows how long.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "_Erika hesitated for the moment. It was not so rare an occurrence that he would come across someone who preferred plants to meat. Even so... The Qua climbed into the back of his wagon, rummaging around. He had just what was needed._\n\n_The Qua retrieved a pot and a couple of leeks, even a potato. A cutting board was ready as well._ \"Set up a fire, side of the road. Fill pot with water, if you would be so minded?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "Arlean took a hot minute to recover, nodding as he tried to stop himself from retching up his stomach contents. Eventually, after a minute he smiled and turned back to Sonja. \n\n\"...I'm fine, no need for healing.\" He nodded,\"I suppose it is time to rest and end the practice for today. Would you like to go ou for dinner?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Sonja nodded slowly as Arleen suggested the end practice. She supposed that was fine. The Crinoid has learned enough to at least practice some things on her own. It was good to know that her instructor hadn't been too injured. \"Not hungry. Maybe another time.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "Arlean looked visibly sad at the rejection. \"Hmmph, maybe another day then. I will return to the library and my home after. Perhaps I'll see you there tomorrow.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Sonja nodded and gave the Mistune a wave before heading off to do some more study of these strange magic powers."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*The market was a perfect place for many in need of equipment replaced and repaired to be. Mox finding his way here after another job finished, having been hired by a merchant on their way to Mentian in need of a bit of security the job went without an issue until the last leg of the journey. Having run into bandits just a few miles off from the city one two things where clear to Mox now that he was here. The first being it was time to restock arrows, the second being it was time for a new cloak.*\n\n*Having set himself up in an inn for the next few nights while he restocks the only equipment he brought to the market today was his armor and his short sword just in case something happened. The Crossfox Canifor currently standing in front of a stall selling weaponry as he takes stock of the arrows for sale. Picking up one to poke at the arrowhead, broad heads where his usual go to but the strange shape and teeth on the arrows he had been offered did interest him. Till he had been given details on the price. Scowling as he sets the arrow down and moves to head for another stall.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The centaur soon noticed the young Cantor, remarking in surprise on seeing another beast kin in the mainly Macon Media, and approached him with a wave.*\n\"Excuse me sir, apologies to bother you - I was wondering if you would be interested in a taste test?\"\n*He asked, shaking the basket gently as he cantered over.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Mox was already on his way to the next stall when he hears someone call out to him. Immediately out of reflex his right hand goes to rest on the short sword at his right hip, the Canifor's ears perking up and swiveling just a hairs breath before his muzzle turns to look at the centaur.*\n\n*Shock first played across his features. Another beastkin, and this one didnt look like a slave unlike the ones he saw in a few other lands.* \"Oh. Hello.\" *He greets awkwardly as he turns his attention to them, eyeing the basket curiously for a moment.* \"What is this?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Cir cine noticed the move of MOX's hand to his sword, tensing up a little at the anticipation of a drawn weapon, but relaxed again as he greeted him.*\n\"Hello there, yes - I've made some rations, but I've tried salting them this time. I've tried them myself, and I'd say they taste fine - but I want to make sure they taste fine to others as well, so I can share them on missions...\"\n*He explained, picking up a piece of celery and taking a bite out of it, cocking his head at MOX curiously.*\n\"Are you from around here, sir? I haven't seen many of your kith before.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Mox sizes up Circine, taken off guard at the offer of the rations as he stares for a second.* \"No point in not trying.\" *He answers, why pass up free food? Why would they want to poison someone right here in the middle of a crowd?*\n\n*Picking up the piece of celery he takes a bite out of it just as the question is answered. Deciding to chew instead of talk with a mouth full and finishes before answering.* \"Not usually a greens fan but I like it, and nah. Just passing through. Came in with one of the caravans as hired muscle to keep bandits off them.\" *By the condition of his equipment he probably did face some bandits, that or the elements were unkind as the dull shine of metal plates could be seen where the cloth covering of his brigandine had been sliced or torn. Another thing he needed repaired.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh, good!\"\n*He beamed happily, closing the basket and attaching it to one of the metal hoops on his back, tapping his chin thoughtfully at MOX's second statement.*\n\"Hm, I see. The paths have been quite dangerous recently... I don't often have trouble with bandits - most are simply too weak to ambush me without getting knocked aside as I ride.\"\n*He explained with a chuckle, stamping his strong front legs to make a point.*\n\"I assume you'll be making quite a few repairs, from the state of your armor. I'm heading off to get some of my caparison repaired as well, so perhaps we'll be walking the same direction a while.\"\n*He chuckled again, wearing a gentle expression. Usually, the centaur was cold towards others, out of habit after meeting so few strangers throughout his life in his tribe. But he couldn't bring himself to show contempt for beast kin.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"You wouldnt happen to know the area and a merchant selling decent arrows for cheap? I'll even take just the heads at this point.\" *Mox asks as the Canifor sets in beside the centaur, letting them take the lead. He recalled something one of the elders of his tribe taught him. A Canifor's fangs were strong but you never disrespect a centaur within striking distance or an open field. This one seemed rather interesting, Mox having no issue sharing the road with them.* \n\n\"How are these lands when it comes to our own? When I passed through the lands of the elves they seemed rather wary of me, even refused service at times.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"That would be one of my most frequent stops, actually. These blunt easily, and aren't effective for hunting unless sharp, so I've found a suitable Fletcher for the job, yes.\"\n*Cir cine responded, gesturing down the left fork in the pathway, leading down towards the town square. \n\nChanging his gait to keep in line with MOX, he recalled his own stories from his village - legends of beast men warriors riding into battle upon centaur cavalry, both entered into a life bond as fellow men-at-arms. These stories had enraptured him and his kin, each one of them fantasizing about their true companion. \n\nPerhaps Cir cine would find that person one day, but he doubted it would be soon.*\n\"The Macon are far wiser than the Solaria when it comes to these things - never have I been turned away from a Macon vendor if I had the coin. Of course, not everyone shares this sentiment, but it is quite the opposite of Even thought.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*A few days after the arson quest, Kibaru felt it was about time to challange Terrel to another fight. Confident in his improved skill and experience. Felt like he was on the same level with Terrel.*\n \n*After ingratiating the challenge and setting the place, the two of them head into the woods a little ways off from the Liberation camp to get some privacy*\n\n\"Right...\" *Kibaru started off stretching a bit and loosening his muscles* \"Ready to finally have your win streak broken?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell, not as overly enthused as his Kimono friend was riding his horse out to the meet up spot.*\"Not in particularly, but I'll still plan on heading back to get something to eat after.\"*He says with a light shrug.*\"Hopefully not having to drag you back.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well atleast you brought transport to get you back to camp after I know you off it\" *Kibaru smirked. Taking off his shirt and taking out his Odachi*\n\n\"Any rules?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Don't die.\"*He says with a grin as he began moving a few paces back from the Kimono. He takes out his trident and shield and turns to face him.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Read my mind.\" *Kibaru got into his pose, ready to fight this one*\n\n\"Let's go!\" *Kibaru said before swinging his sword toward terrel, lunching a fireball towards him. Then he shot west and took cover behind a tree*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell sidesteps the fireball, grinning as he gave chase to him, the Sinai appeared past the trees, slicing at the Kimono with a hard hit of his sword before vanishing back into the forest.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru quickly got back up, before charging at Terrel with a thunderous strike, and running through him with a powerfull attack that would move him and possible knock him down*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He holds on to the reigns tightly, quickly rushing back towards Subaru and swinging at him with a strong his of hide sword to knock him back only to proceed to charge him again with another powerful attack.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru immediately acted. Letting down a powerful strike down towards Terrel, followed by a lightning shock*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The Sinai swaps to his Great sword, striking at him one final time. Snapping the reigns of his horse he sprints back across the forest, coming to a stop just at the end of the path as he turned to face Subaru.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*In a last ditch Effort, Kibaru rushed towards terel Letting out another Thunder bolt before face planting into the ground. Succumbing to his injury*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The Elf desperately blocks the attack by raising his sword to it, feeling the brief shockwave going through it before slowly shaking it off and looking towards his fallen comrade. He makes his way back over to him and dismounts.*\"Alright, let's head back to camp.\"*He says, holding down a hand to help him up.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru woke up, shaking his head as he looked at Terrel... Not even that much damage* \"Yeah... I'll return in a bit. You go ahead of me, man\" *Kibaru said, repositioning himself to sit against a tree, wincing slightly as he began treating his wounds*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"You sure you're going to be alright out here?\"*He questions.*\"Wouldn't want a wolf or something coming by and picking you off.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I'll be fine\" *He said bluntly. Shooing Terrel away with his hands*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He stared at him for a while behind the blank stare of the bunny mask he was wearing and then eventually decided to turn away and Mount back up on his horse before slowly trotting off.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"That is what I fear I will become if I persue such motivations... But for now, I shall keep to my own - let those of greater moral fibre lead something like that.\"\n*He concluded, his expression brightening as they moved the conversation along. Having finished his pleasantries and bartering with the shopkeep, the centaur cantered over to Mox, picking up a bodkin arrow and examining it as he spoke.*\n\"Have you found anything you like? The fletcher here does great piercing arrows.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*MOX goes to prick his finger with one of the arrow heads on displace. Applying just enough force to see if it would even cut him at a bit of pressure. Silently judging it for a few moments before giving a nod in confirmation.* \"These will do. I don't expect my arrows to last very long so piercing really isn't necessary.\" *Gathering a handful of the arrows he heads up to pay for them at the shop keep himself, counting out the coins before handing them over.* \"I'm not sure if there are any who fit that at the moment. Those I've found who try are those who become monsters.\" *He calls over his shoulder to his current centaur companion as he collects the things he has purchased, stopping before deciding on picking up a second bowstring. Never know when it could be useful, or when his first may break.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*He'd walk over to hand the bowl and spoon back before heading back to grab his horse's lead and walk him over.*\"Just be ready to fight if it comes down to it.\"*The Elf would answer simply as he'd Mount back up on his horse, soon looking back at the Qua as another question rose to mind.*\"You know how to at least, don't you?\"*He'd ask. The Elf wasn't actually sure if Krikka was much of a fighter, the only instance being given was that he had left during his home's takeover to enjoy a life of cooking more.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "_Indeed, Erika knew some fighting skills. A little hand to hand. But mostly with how to use a bow, a longbow specifically. Sure, usually it was for hunting, but he could use it in engagements as well._\n\n\"A bow. I am good with a bow. I can handle some other weapons, such as my hooked sword.\" _Not as handy, but still effective enough._ \"What of you? What are you handy with?\" _the Qua asked as he retreated to the wagon. He set the used bowl somewhere for cleaning later._"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "As Lorenz creeps through the forest he overhears a conversation \"Can't we go back to camp? The bear's clearly gone...\", \"Shut the hell up, do you want it to return later and eat you as you rest? I don't!\" Obstructed by some bushes Ingvar notices two bandits walking far ahead of him - following the same tracks he is. They seem to be decently equipped, simple gambesons with light mail over-top and open faced conical skull caps. They carry medium sized round shields and short spears with short swords sheathed at their sides. They have not spotted Lorenz yet."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Invar sees no need to intervene. If the bandits fight the bear and live, then he can easily sweep the survivors aside. Instead, he slowly follows behind them and keeps a decent distance so that his armor doesn't give him away. He keeps to the bushes, looking down to make sure he doesn't step on any branches that could alert them."}, {"from": "human", "value": "He manages to succeed in staying far enough away to avoid being detected - though he's far too distant to hear anything they may be saying, and can barely keep up with them. Soon however, after what feels like hours of trailing them they come upon what looks to be a large cave made of rock in the side of a cliff-face. The two bandits enter the cave, and even after an hour of waiting they do not return..."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "The hour passes and Invar sighs. Slowly, he starts to make his way into the cave with his sword drawn and at the ready. He's got a bad feeling that this bear might be more than just a simple bear. He can only hope it's been weakened by the bandits."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Hara would be sat in a small tavern in Upper Mentia. It was a small town, it'd been hit with a few beastkin raids as of late but hadn't yet fallen to the incoming army. It was sat inbetween the beastkin stronghold of Aberardtir and the still Imperially held Lyndunn. The tavern was quiet, with Hara being sat near the back, drinking some water. She was a 5ft tall purple haired Okamimi, with a collection of large weapons nearby. She wore some interesting armour and a red leotard underneath. She was all on her own, her eyes trained on the door.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Hara's eyes would catch a unique figure for sure. A man dressed in a snow-white cloak and silvery hair contrasting with his tan skin, and golden eyes that seemed to pierce any guard. A fine ablest was strapped to his back, along with some bolts and arrows.*\n\n*Seemingly bored, Livia did a quick scan of the room, but he soon focused his gaze on the uniquely dressed kemonomimi. Armor, a leotard, and weapons? And a kimono as well? This wasn't Run; surely she was here for a reason. He looked over to her, then walked over and pulled a chair out opposite to her.*\n\n\"Mind if I take a seat?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"You were going to anyway.\" *She said, taking a sip of fresh well water. She tucked her chair in more under the table and leaned forward, propping her elbows up on the table and looking to him. She politely bowed her head with a fairly neutral facial expression.* \"I'm Hara, and you?\" *She asked, twirling some of her hair around a finger.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh, of course! I need something to do while I'm here. I'm Livia.\"\n\n*Livia leaned back, his facial expression seemingly interested in Hara. Though as for what was a mystery.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She rested a head on her hand, her eyes flicking over him lazily, trying to size him up.*\n\"Are you a soldier- No. Mercenary?\" *She asked, noticing the big arbalest.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"You'd be right. I assume you are as well?\"\n\n*Livia gestures to the assortment of weapons nearby.*\n\n\"Anything you got planned as of late?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"A merc who never gets any contracts.\" *She said with a grimace.* \"I left home a year ago and haven't found anything worth my time. Just work a peasant could do.\" *She huffed.* \"And you?\" *She asked, continuing to sip her water.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Hm? Well, in that case, why don't you join me? A group and I are going to be defending Lyndon from Kaddish. The more people on board, the better. The city is basically pleading for help too. I'm sure they'd take you.\"\n\n*Livia tilted his head slightly with a smile. Perhaps he could get Hara on board too.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She pursed her lips, thinking about it. That could work.. Her first job.* \"They're hiring mercenaries? *Hmm..* I'll join you.\" *She said, finishing her cup of water. She set it down and reached a hand across the table for a handshake.* \"You people shake on it, mhm?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Perfect. I'll notify the others soon that you'll be joining us.\"\n\n*Livia obliged, grasping Hara's hand with his own. She would notice the strength in his grip, rough and calloused as well.*\n\n\"You're a melee user, I presume?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She blinked a little. It seems like she didn't understand the question, likely a mistranslation.*\n\"Melee.. User?\" *She scratched around one of her fluffy ears.*\n\"Do you mean I.. Go in to melee?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"... Yeah. From what I see, you don't have any ranged weapons on you.\"\n\n*Plus her big chest would make it hard to use some ranged weapons. Livia saw Hara scratching one of her fluffy ears, and decided that he wanted to pet them too.*\n\n\"Think you're up for it? It'll be tough.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She shook her head, pulling out a bow that was beneath the table and setting it on the table.* \"I haven't had much practice, but I can.\" *She gave a nod.*\n\"I'm confident I can do it.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh? Sounds good then.\"\n\n*So how was she able to shoot that with her... Size? Oh, well. He didn't sense any false confidence.*\n\n\"So, where are you staying for the night? In here, or do you plan to stay somewhere else?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"We can make it to the city before tonight if we move now. If we're going there we should just go and find an inn there.\" *She moved to stand up, collecting up all her equipment and slinging it over her back.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"The city eh? Guess we'll go. I can introduce you to the rest then.\"\n\n*Livia stood up, slinging his ablest over his back. As Hara was collecting her stuff, he'd reach over and give her a head pat, scratching her ears.*\n\n\"Just follow my lead when we get there.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*The kitsune nodded his head.* \n\n\"Yep! I'm full.\" *Then the kitsune stood up, remembering he forgot something in his room after crashing out of his bed. He walked upstairs and retrieved his focus staff, and then returned to Akasha.* \n\n*He saw her stretching and rested his focus staff on a pillar, and then imitated her movement, feeling his muscles more relaxed after the motion. Then he followed Akasha outside, and peered around the skyline for any sign of the training ground - unfortunately, it didn't look too obvious to his untrained, foreign eyes.*\n\n\"So, what does a Knight of Firmament drill involves? Do I have to cast fancy magic? Or summon soldiers to fight?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*After Arleen approached her, they walked side by side, following Akasha's steps. She glanced to the side, noting the hint of curiosity in his eyes. The girl isn't sure on what he is scanning the horizon for, but the act itself does appear as quite adorable. It feels like she is walking with her pet for the first- 'Ahem, don't think of rude things like that, Akasha Islet'. She pressed her index finger in between her closed eyes while reprimanding herself.*\n\n\"Hm?\" *She turned her face to the side. A sign of surprise is painted on her slightly raised eyebrows, which quickly dissipates.*\n\n\"Aah, well. Since we will be dispatched on a mission that may involve combat afterward, I think so. You're not experienced in a battle, yes? Then, as a mage, some practical lessons for a mage like basic close quarter combat would be taught.\" \n\n*The route in which they are taking is largely sparse in population at first. Though, as Akasha continued to talk, the density of the people around them noticeably increased. It is attributed to the fact that they are approaching hither towards the main district and the city hall. A shadow is cast on the road they travelled in, created by the rising sunlight against the gigantic pillars. Akasha closed her eyes, relishing the pleasant coolness of the shade which can be distinctly felt. Her pale golden hair dims when it's not reflecting the sun.*\n\n_ _\n\"Speaking of which, Arleen. \" *She broke the silence, while amused looking at a few children who were passing by, playing tag with each other.*\n\n\"Do you know how to ride a horse? I confirmed some details of this mission yesterday. And earlier this morning. It involves a lot of horse riding. I suppose that we will be travelling from Thailand, all the way to the Duchy of Nupazdum in the north.\"\n\n*When her words touched the subject of the Duchy, her tone pointedly became sharper. The continuing border skirmish and some pillaging done by the raiders of the North is by no means a lighthearted subject, after all. Her eyes trailed to look at Arleen. The glow behind its visage is visibly clouded with uncertainty – albeit the eternity that remains in her face.*\n\n\"I suppose you know about the condition there, if you have heard some rumors during your stay here. I heard that we– the assembled troops of Thailand will particularly march under the field of heavy conflicts, for this mission.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "_Krikka Feest eyed over the couple of weapons that the elf had under his cloak. Well, certainly a fighter... Or a hunter with an arming sword, who really knew right?\n\nThe Qua nodded slowly to the explanation._ \"Adept, versatile yes. Should learn to juggle both of my weapons, but stick to bow mostly. Yes, mostly bow...\" _Even if the sword would be useful._"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would give a nod back in agreement.*\"Just always be ready for the worst. Should be fine out there.\"*He'd allow his horse to trot back towards the main road a bit before gazing back at Erika.*\"Setting up shop here for a while?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "_Krikka Feest observed the village. No one came out just yet. Maybe some villagers would, in due time. The Qua nodded, moving towards the front of his wagon._ \"May as well. Hungry customers everywhere, so why not start here?\" _A couple days ought to cut it._"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He'd give a dip of his head in response, waving to the Qua as his horse would continue trotting forward.*\"Good luck then. I'll be sure to give that leek soup recipe another try one day. .\"*And with that the Elf would head off back along the main streets of Media, eventually vanishing into the crowd.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "Walking up to the mouth of the cave Ingvar notices that it goes *Far* Deeper then he anticipated. If he wants to go any deeper then say twenty four feet he'd better have a source of light - no one in their right mind would go face to face with a potential bear in the total dark after-all. As for the immediate area around the cave, it does not seem to have anything of interest besides wild bushes and grass."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Invar huffs at the deep cave. All he wanted to do was clear the place out of bandits. Not slay a bloody bear. Not having a decent source of light, he goes to check the camp and see if they have any torches or a tinderbox he can use."}, {"from": "human", "value": "Heading back to the camp is quite a hike and he nearly gets lost in the woods on his way back. The ground is completely soaked and it is still raining, luckily for him he's wearing a helmet and his horse reduces the amount of time he's outdoors so he doesn't get completely soaked. The camp may be in disarray but many of the objects still remain here, and it doesn't take him very long to find the tinder box used to start the fire. No torches though, but that isn't very surprisingly. One doubts that those bandits would spend the night doing anything other then likely sleeping."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Invar takes the tinderbox and rips a bit of cloth from the tent before heads back into the forest to find a heavy branch that he can use. Once he makes his way back to the mouth of the cave he lights up the torch with the tinderbox and enters with his sword drawn."}, {"from": "human", "value": "The makeshift torch should work, not overly well mind you but it will do the job. One should not expect it however to stand up to any harsh winds or sudden movements. With torch in hand he's able to see far deeper into the cave - it goes on for some time. Eventually he sees the first sign of battle - that being blood smeared on the walls and floor of the tunnel..."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Invar was wondering if maybe he should just leave the tunnel. The bandits had all been killed or fled. The tower was now his, probably. But he had to wonder what kind of bear did this. And if there was anything the bandits had to recoup his loss. He'd overpaid heavily as a show of good faith. And now he was starting to regret it. He pressed on."}, {"from": "human", "value": "He follows the blood trail deeper into the cave. Eventually he comes upon a gruesome sight. The first thing he notices is the large pool of blood in the middle of the cavern that he has just entered, alongside how the ground is painted a crimson red. The next thing he notices is the dismembered corpses of the bandits, stripped naked and of all the flesh on their bones. A deformed looking man hunched over eating their flesh like it was the last supper! He looks up to regard Ingvar, white milky eyes blink at him as the creature bares sharpened teeth and snarls at him..."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Well, that certainly wasn't a bear. What Invar had witnessed was nothing less than disgusting. Indeed, he was tempted to retch at the sight. But he managed to hold it in and keep his sword ready. \"Come and die.\" He growled. The beast would have a harder time sinking its teeth into his armor. He just hoped it would charge, and he could cut it down."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*A knock at Sirdan's room. It was light and tenative, like the person knocking was scared.*\n\n\"Sirdan? Are you there?\"\n\n*Cuo stood at Sirdan's door. Truth be told, she hadn't paid much attention and was just going along with Sirdan (or technically Garuda). But the mission had ended in failure; apparently they had wanted the Siuians to invade that gate in order to spread the damage. Unknowingly, Garuda and the others had gotten too trigger happy, and had lashed out too early.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Iran would be mulling over the consequences of his actions, and was not happy about what happened. Likely, he'd be briefed by Florian and received the bad news and probably apologized already.* \n\n\"Yes. I'm here.\" *Iran sounded a bit dejected, though his tone picked up a bit at the end of the sentence.* \n\n*He walked over to the door and opened it. He was dressed in his simple set of underwear, and there's a large imprint on the bed. A hastily closed book was next to him. It reads Simian Tactical Manual.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I just wanted to check on yoOOOH WHY ARE YOU UNDRESSED-!\"\n\n*Cuo covers her eyes before realizing that Sirdan still had his underwear on, fortunately.*\n\n\"Oh, uh, sorry about that.\"\n\n*She entered the room, and gave a look around. In it was a Siuian Tactical Manual?*\n\n\"It's about the mission, right?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Huh?\" *Iran was dressed up like a dad at home that stopped giving a shit. That is, a single linen shirt and boxers.* \n\n\"Well I'm in my room what did you expect? It gets hot here.\"\n\n*Iran nodded, *\"It is. I'm not feeling well, and I'm re-reading my tactical manuals in hope of gaining inspiration... To be honest, I'm just trying to feel like I'm doing something. And you?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "Ingvar's hands and sword glows red as he casts an empowered strike. He waits for the beast to get closer as it leaps to him and he sticks out his sword to stab it, putting his weight into it so he can try to impale the creature on his blade and end the fight in one stroke."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "He curls his wrist inwards as he brings his fist up to his chest waiting for the perfect timing as the beast flies through the air. Just went it's 3/4ths of the way to him, he thrusts at an angle upwards into the chest of the ghoul. The blade cuts into the pale white flesh and the force from the creature and gravity make it all the easier. A sickening crack can be heard as the ribs break under the force sending shards of bone into the creatures lungs and heart, mortally wounding it. However since the beast is still... Moving through the air that means the body of It's soon-to-be lifeless corpse collides into Invar sending him sprawling to the ground with a bleeding and now mostly dead corpse of some hideous fiend onto of him. Save for a few bruises from the collision he seems to have been unscathed by the encounter. Though his armor is probably going to smell like shit for some time... Also, thankfully for him the ghoul isn't too heavy so it's not like he's pinned."}, {"from": "human", "value": "Ingvar lifts the corpse off of him with a grunt. He's had worse than this. He promptly grabs his sword and stabs the throat to ensure it's dead. With that out of the way, he starts to search around the corpses. Or, what's left of them, to see if they have any money or valuables he can salvage and sell."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "He finds two rusted short swords made of iron - not the best, but they might fetch a pretty penny to a desperate enough garrison. The armor is in complete taters - he'd be better off using them as compost then as something to sell. Besides that it doesn't appear like there's much of any valuables. However, out of the corner of his eye he notices the light flickering from his torch bouncing off something shiny. A pile of refuse and gore mixed in with likely the unfortunate goods of past victims... One would have to be truly desperate for coin to delve into such a refuse for profit."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Hm, yes... Food would be good...\"\n*She sighed, nodding at his proposal and reigning in her own horse's speed. The journey had been long, but not joyless - Terrel had a certain charm about him, despite his curtness. Her eyes would be drawn to the looming sea, a guilty sense of relief washing over her as the azure tide drew close to the sands.*\n\"It doesn't matter how far I go, hm...?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Good, let's go see if we can drop our horses off at a stall somewhere. I think some walking will be more enjoyable after that trip.\"*He'd say, soon dismounting once they were well in the city walls. The Elf would grab at his horse's lead, soon turning towards Kerala at her sudden question. He'd follow her gaze out towards the distant ocean.*\"The sea?\"*He'd ask, digging through his horse's saddlebags to a make sure he had taken out everything he needed.*\"We're still close to the coastlands. Head far west enough and they'll be completely gone from view.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Maybe by then I'd have gotten over this.\"\n*Her reply was simple, wanting not to dwell on her odd complex around the sea too long - finding it childish to be afflicted with it at all. Her horse bowed its head low as she dismounted, tired out from the unfamiliar heat. She stroked its snout, cooing assuredly as her ears flicked from a similar drain.*\n\"We'll find a trough for the pair of you soon, don't worry~\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He'd give a light tilt of his head, never really understanding the affinity towards the sea personally. With her dismounting, the Elf would incline his head in the direction of one of the paths that seemed to fork off the main road.*\"We can try looking this way.\"*He'd say before turning around and heading off, his horse being tugged along in the process.*\"Reckon they get many horses around here with all this desert?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Heh. I was joking about that. I know you can read and write.\" Sirdan said, nodding to himself as he read the book, trying to pick out the writing styles and what kind of language it is. \n\n\"Shame, I will- Hey!\" Sirdan turned around, giving Cuo a deathly stare as he is tickled,\"Don't make me retaliae!\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The writing style would be old Run ran, perhaps 200 years ago or so. Though it was still able to be clearly read for anyone who was literate in Run ran.*\n\n\"Eek! Ok-!\"\n\n*The invisible hands immediately back off, and CUO decides to sit cross legged on the ground as Garuda watches Iran reading the chapter. She seemed to be looking at him curiously, but at the same time, not looking at him. Indeed, she was looking through Garuda's eyes to see what he was reading.*\n\n\"So you're on the Germany chapter?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Following behind at a slowed pace, her gaze would wander to those that walked beside and away. Dezabians, dressed in loose and flowing cloth to capture every gust of wind in the arid noon sun. The Keguntan summers had been hot, but nothing compared to this. She had half a mind to remove her armour entirely, but the soldier in her forbade it.*\n\"War camels... I can't imagine one of those things charging a line of pikes...\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"They probably can't.\"*He'd say, gradually slowing to a stop in them nearing the stables.*\"But it would be hilarious to watch them try.\"*He'd say, looking at Kerala with a face full of amusement or at the very least what could be shown as amusement from what was visible of his face. Gesturing to the stable, he'd say:*\"Let's get the two situated before the traveling gets the better of us.\"*With that said, he would lead Carl towards the stables, soon heading inside and talking with the person that worked there before finding a nice place to leave his horse for a while.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The okamimi hummed in agreement, she lowered herself from the saddle and wheeled her steed around towards the stable, waiting for Terrel to finish up their horses' occupation for today.*\n\"Don't overheat here, alright? If they give you water, just drink it...\"\n*She admonished her horse quietly, recalling the few times she had found the beast refusing to eat or drink in certain regions. If she'd ever suspected he had a higher mind, it was those displays of aloofness that convinced her further.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would give his horse a light stroke along his snout.*\"Will be back to check on you tomorrow bud.\"*He'd say. Walking away from the horse, he'd glance over to Kerala.*\"Shall we find a place to escape the heat, madam~?\"*The Elf would say the last word as more of a joke, holding out a hand to her in reference to them pretending to have roles of some kind of royal.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*While unable to mask her smirk, she played along readily, returning a curtsy and taking his hand*\n\"You honour me, good sir. Lead the way~\"\n*The airs she put on were only partially fictional - most Keguntan citizens considered themselves more noble than the peasants of other nations, at the very least, and their manner of speech reflected this well. Those in the Condottieri simply dropped it during their excursions: flowery speech was wasteful on the battlefield.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would lead her away from the stables, being met by warm sunlight once more in heading back along the main roads that crossed every which way. While Kerala only putting on a partial facade, Terrell didn't share the mannerisms of those in Gunman. Growing up in the steppes, he did find himself learning some lessons about chivalry at the very least, though none that would come close to making him act any higher up than what he was. A Richard. Most lessons seemed to fade in time, the Elf acting however he preferred at the moment, but he didn't see Kerala as the kind of company to mind the small joke that passed between them. After some time of navigating, he'd eventually catch sight of a tavern off in the distance. It wasn't some grand restaurant, but the Elf would prefer anything that kept them out of the heat.*\"This'll do.\"*He'd say aloud, giving assurance to them finally getting some rest from having to walk about so much.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"That it will. You've been in Dezabia before?\"\n*Her mask would drop as they walked through the old doorway, the sandstone's weight having warped the dark wood over the years. The interior was far less warm, the air shallower as candles dried the air. The heat had drained most peoples' energy, so few rowdy drunks could be noticed as they winded past, Ikehara examining the odd patron.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would let out a tired sigh, finally out of the beaming heat in them entering the tavern. He'd briefly scan the building for a bit, listening to her as she'd ask him if he's been here.*\"Only once before.\"*He'd say to her.*\"It was much easier to travel through here than the mountains to get to Iranian after all.\"*The Elf would gently pull her along to one of the seats that remained open still for them to sit at before eventually letting go of her hand.*\"You can imagine that I don't come around too often with this heat though.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"That's rock, and that's mana. Are you able to read Runran?\"\n\n*Cuo spoke from her cross legged position, spinning a small rock above her palm (thought it was clear she was being Force magic).*\n\n\"I don't know Geomancy myself... Oh! Maybe we could learn together?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Somewhat. Run ran is difficult, especially if it is Run ran from two hundred years ago. The strokes aren't written like it was from the materials I got from HU Lang. And the grammar is ever so slightly different. Besides, there are a lot of difficult words here... Like what is this!?\" \n\nIran pointed at an obscure character that probably meant MANA. \n\n\"Yes! We can learn Germany together. Then we can raise a lot of rune stones of our mutual adventure!\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Hu Lang...\"\n\n*Cuo translated the words from Runran to Silnarian, and was utterly baffled. Was that really her name?*\n\n\"...Did Hu Lang ever tell you what his name meant? That just means 'Tiger Wolf'.\"\n\nG-\"That's close. That character in front means 'flow'. So it can be interpreted as the 'flow of mana'.\"\n\n*Cuo sat up excitedly at the prospect of learning Geomancy with Sirdan.*\n\n\"Whoo! Now we can throw rocks at people!\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"His? Her brother? Did she introduce her to me using her last name? Family name? Common.\" \n\nHe laughed,\"That's like calling you CUO.\"\n\nIran then entered loading state for 2 seconds as he realized that's exactly what he has called her all along,\"What's your given name anyway?\" \n\nIran would start lifting rocks and throwing them at the training targets,\"Well, let's go, we got all day to spend. Let's throw a lot of rock until we can drop a five hundred pounds boulders on top of everyone who dare to fight us... Just like the stone shot that Delmar shot at me.\" \n\n\"... Thinking about it hurts.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Juna would come to a stop, watching her Jackal walk off for a bit to his own business while her Airstrider would stride onwards to finally get a good run in. While the plants mostly obscured them from her view, the Canifor had a good idea of where they were from the noises they made. The land would have seemed a lot quieter if not for the sound of Seagulls flying about, a sound Juna had gotten quite used to. She'd glance around the forest, eyes squinting against the streams of light that managed to penetrate their way through only to be counteracted by a shadow that loomed across the edge of her vision.\n\nJuna would turn her head, noticing the tiny dark bodies of the flying rats, moving as one to take over the treeline she had recently crossed. Crows? Out here? She had always envisioned this place to be something a lot more beautiful than the one she left, perhaps with grace and richness that she couldn't even begin to understand. But crows? They were as filthy and bad of an omen as seeing a vulture circling in the sky. This couldn't be natural. Though it seemed that ever since her near arrival, the spirits had been quite vocal with such. She hoped this wasn't a mistake.\n\nAmong the darkness of the crows, however, something seemed to stand out to her. A figure of nearly pure white, dangerously close to the Canifor without her own animals picking up on it. She'd hold her staff more protectively across her, daring to speak to this thing in hopes that it was hardly more than a figment of her imagination.*\"...Who are you...?\"*She sounded more hesitant, much like a person carefully picking around a terrain of broken glass in hopes that her words wouldn't spite nor scare away the individual she hoped wasn't actually there.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "The figure skulked further behind their broken cover as swiftly the hunter took notice, wary yet unwilling to flee.\nThat look they bore... It was something almost unbecoming of a hunter - no, it spoke of something more. Deeper than hunter and prey, it was a look of guarded, feeble-minded fear; prone to spreading, taking root, and bursting aflame - often via a hail of rocks and an angry chorus if memory served. Perhaps this one was a child, and the creatures further ahead held domain over the hunt. Regardless, it was better not to reply, for a being with such a look only punished those who spoke out of line, and so, after drinking in the child's visage in the tense silence that followed, the white figure ran.\n\nBut they didn't run far. Peeking out from further out the tree line, they could still see and be seen a decent distance away. It was only good practice after all. So long as they didn't become the hunted, all one needed to do was wait. \n\nThe shadows in the trees swayed in the wind, a wave of black shifting with the shimmer of feathers, broken only by the occasional flutter and squawk of a meat squabble."}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Juna would grow still as the figure suddenly ran off while still remaining in partial view of the Canifor. Was she afraid of her? Juna thought it to herself, wondering if any shy spirits existed if she even was one. Or perhaps she was a wisp with her opposing colors. The Canifor would take a couple of cautious steps forward, wary of the other animals in the area that seemed like an added audience between the two of them whereas Juna's two companions remained absent from it. She wondered if they were even aware of what was happening or was this merely an illusion like what the book she read spoke of.*\n\n\"I'm... Sorry-\"*Juna would say, knowing full well she didn't have any ownership of this land unlike what she claimed to have back in Salvania. She could just as well be a trespasser if she wasn't careful.*\"I'm not here to cause any harm. I'm... New here-\"*The Canifor would say more passively. \n\nIt would be bad to make enemies in this new location, so for now, she could simply try befriending the wisp, spirit, bird person while her animals finished their business.*\"I just was looking to explore this place a bit... You don't have to hide...\"*She'd continue asking if coaxing the woman out.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "A generous predator? How rare! How precious! Although it could have easily been a scheme to lure in easy prey, but the figure happily trots over, white hair fluttering with their every move. This one was but a child after all, and hardly lacked the skill to feed themselves, unless perhaps, their expertise allowed them a little snack whenever they so pleased. Only time would tell.\n\nStopping a few paces away, the monotone mass of swirling white took shape. Eager eyes and a petite smile shone past the parted curtain, doubtless and unafraid.\n\"Are you lost?\" The girl asked. \"Do you want to play? We can explore together!\" She was at once so unabashedly excited to meet the other that it was hard to imagine she had been so shy before."}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Juna would watch as she'd make her way over, gently lowering her staff so as not to come off as so threatening. There was a part of her that itched to have it ready just in case, but she knew better than to be on the defensive so much. She'd simply have to learn to relax for now. With the bird woman coming more in view, Juna found herself studying her. She seemed a lot more real to be a spirit. A lot more opaque anyways.\n\nJuna's head would tilt to the side a bit as the Crow lady would ask if she was lost or wanted to play.*\"No I... Just got here actually... I know where the others are... I just... Figured I'd take my time to stretch out my legs for a short while...\"*She'd say more hesitantly, finding this person's playful behavior quite strange. Was this the way people in Runra typically were?*\"Are you... From here...?\"*She'd ask, occasionally eyeing the crows that flew about.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "One fluttered down and landed atop the pronged shapes atop the girl's head. Snapping up the last of a glistening red morsel, it watched the hunter with one beady, black eye, warier than it's a childish companion. \n\"We can race then!\" The girl quips, apparently unaware of the Corvus. Her energy seemed to grow with every word, further eclipsing her previously reclusive nature. \"From here? No, I just came from over there silly! You watched me!\" She points towards the trees she had hid behind earlier, as if the other had forgotten the events of moments prior. It seemed she was quite young indeed! Proficient enough to be left alone at least, not that any of it made them lesser as company. Perhaps they could hunt together. Both were bound to learn something from each other's techniques with such different tutors. Twas an excellent way to avoid being hunted in the future!"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Well. I don't know Runran very well either.\" \n\nHe shook his head as Cuo's lack of confidence,\"...I'm waging a guess you're much younger than I am. I've been working those magic muscles for perhaps, a decade or two longer than you. Fighting all my life. It is not appropriate to compare you and I's level.\" \n\n\"If you keep working on yourself and tag along with someone unlikely to get you killed - that's not me, by the way. I'm sure you will learn Geomancy like me in no time. A lot of this is about building up, exercising the magical circuits inside your body - how much latent abilities you have inside you, you know?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"... I guess? I'm... Furthermore, I actually don't know how old I am. How old am I, Garuda?\"\n\nG-\"Hell if I know. All I know is you found my book in the forest.\"\n\n*CUO looked dissatisfied as she pitched a rock into the sky.*\n\n\"I've been training magic since I was a child. I've always been bad at it. It's thanks to Garuda that I've been able to progress to where I am now. I basically have no latent ability; magic or physical.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*She would order something similar, opting for the dark meat instead of cheese.*\n\"No meat in a meal makes me sick to think about, I'll be honest...\"\n*Ikehara confessed with a sigh, rubbing her temples as the heat waxed and waned.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Can't say it's the first I've heard something like that.\"*He'd say more casually, relaxing back in his seat.*\"But you can probably guess I've met a lot of meat eaters during travels.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"You don't eat meat? Kemonomimis can't live without it, simply due to their biology. One of the old scholars explained it in detail to me once, but I'd fallen asleep halfway through it...\"\n*She chuckled, scratching her cheek with a sharp finger - accidentally drawing a dew of blood.*\n**\"By the Gods alive,** Ow...\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's not a favorite of mines.\"*He'd say in response.*\"Most find it hard to believe, but it's all just a preference anyway. I'm sure you weren't missing much in lessons. I paid attention all through magic school and hadn't learned a thing.\"*He'd let out a half-hearted laugh, his gaze soon shifting over to her as she'd accidentally claw herself.*\"Cut yourself?\"*He'd ask more casually.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah... Never got used to these, especially after learning this thing.\"\n*She replied with a mild exasperation, gesturing to her wolven fingernails - their sheen like ivory in the low light - then patting her crossbow.*\n\"I remember you mentioning magic school. You were an apprentice, then?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He'd tilt his head a bit in curiosity.*\"Can you sheathe them?\"*He'd ask, figuring there were at least some out there with the ability to. The Sinai of course wasn't sure if that applied to every person with animal ears, but it was worth asking anyway. Terrell would take a moment to think over her question, soon saying:*\"Yeah for a while, but swordsmanship happened to come much easier to me.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "The fresh winds that blew in from the Bagega Desert into the Dezabian city warmed the hearts of some, burnt the skins of others. The market of the town was rather full this time of day, as it was just before the sun reached its peak, when noon struck few wanted to be outdoors without some sort of cover unless they had to, as the sun beat down harshly on those that did stay out. Even now, to protect herself, a young kitsune woman kept herself covered with a light cloth cowl and cloak. This young woman was Zara, a regular around this part of town this time of day. It was warm with the sun rising, but the light breeze kept it bearable for the young woman to be out in. Even now, years after living here, the intense heat still bothered her greatly to no end, it made her almost miss the freezing winters back north. But this was where she was now, and she had adapted to survive it, and although it was from perfect, she was content with her way of living. \n\nAlong with her light grey cowl and cloak, Zara had on nice white modified silk robes that covered everywhere with a nice design, leaving only her thighs revealed because of her linen shorts underneath and her knee high socks. Along with those she had on a matching pair of leather boots, and looking at her underneath the cloak and cowl, it was hard to tell where her skin began and clothes began to some degree as she was nearly as white as her own attire. She had developed her mother's skin, being whiter than the snow on the ground in winter, she also did not tan too well, so staying out bare in the sun was never an option for her, leading her to stick out like a sore thumb when her cloak was off compared to many of the others in the area, at least she was a Kitsune though, which were common in the theocratic country. The last thing of note was her tail and ears, which for convenience's sake were both hidden away with magic, leaving her to look almost identical to any other human. Although most figured because of the mass amount of Oriates, those that looked like humans were likely some oriate in disguise. \n\nAs Zara walked through the busy shopping street she eventually came out to a wide public square with a fountain in the center and a few benches scattered about. Although Dezabia was positioned near 2 deserts, it also had a large river running through the center of the country, along with a large agricultural presence, making the nation rather wealthy for its geography. As Zara finished admiring the scenery she went to have a seat on one of the benches that was under a tree, giving some shade. She chose to sit on the right side of the bench, mainly so that she had room for her rapier that she had strapped to her waist. Along with her magic, that rapier was her main way of deterring would-be attackers. Finally resting for a moment she took off her cowl, folding it down and revealing her full head."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Through the scorching desert sands, a man roamed with his trusting steed sauntering just behind him attached to a lead to keep them connected. With the country opening up just in front of them to bring relief to the uneven surface, the two would make their way to the entrance. Unlike most in this land, the man wasn't that of an ornate or anything of the sort really. From the pointed ears alone, one could guess he was a sort of Elf, but which kind would be a harder feat.\n\nHe traveled in much warmer clothing as the heat itself didn't affect him as much as others. A red cloak extended back from the long sleeved shirt he wore, ending just above where his pants met his boots while strapped to his side was a sheathed that seemed to be made to hold a short sword, just opposite of that being where he kept his crossbow. Upon his hands were leather gloves, made specifically for horse riding. It was an odd fashion choice for some moving through the desert which was made obvious at the humidity-generated sweat producing from him. However, he didn't seem to pay no mind to it. At the very least one could assume he was an outsider, but if not for his clothing to make it clear enough, one could assume from the mask he wore across his face.*\n\n*Upon it sat what looked to be the head of a pig. The lack of tusks on it was a slight detail to help differentiate it from that of a boar. Where the short pink furs stuck to it seemed to sprout up from the mask, it made it difficult to tell where the mask ended and his hair began. That is, if not for the transition of short furs to long hair. Fortunately enough as the mask came to an end atop his head, it would be met with long flowing locks of pink hair, a unique color that only certain Elves were known to have naturally. The Mask covered most of his face, except for the area around his mouth where he usually carried a neutral if not smug look and from the eye sockets where one could assume he saw through was nothing but a blank white coloring of where the pig's eyes should have been.\n\nAround the man's neck rested a Furrow which to some could have been seen as an odd companion choice as Furrows were known to be nothing but pests, vermin even to the more farm-like countryside. But sure enough, the animal sat there rather lax as the man made his way towards the center of the town where a fountain sat beautifully against the more deserted lands. It was an impressive sight to see after his long travel from the North.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Sure! I'd offer you some of this fillet, but you're not a fan, eh?\"\n*She chuckled soflty, picking up a clean fork and cutting off a small corner of the cheese. Her cheeks flushed as she ate it, letting out a quiet whine as the taste overwhelmed her slightly.*\n\"Ok, yeah... Not normal cheese...\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I think I'll pass.\"*He'd say with a chuckle. The Elf would silently watch her eat a piece of the cheese while he'd finish up his plate of rice.*\"Don't like it?\"*Terrell would ask her after seeing her initial reaction to it.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"This isn't a matter of liking it or not, I'm afraid... The taste is too different to say...\"\n*She'd growl quietly, swallowing quickly as a shiver ran through her bones. Unless the cheese most commonly available across the continent was exceedingly mild, this Dezabian flavour was too rich for her pallete.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He decided to take it as a no with the way she reacted to it. Now with his rice finished, he'd cut a piece of the cheese to take a bite himself. Terrell didn't seem to react as much considering it not being his first time here.*\"Not too bad.\"*He'd say, continuing to eat away at it.*\"I guess you can get used to it given enough time.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Maybe so...\"\n*She mumbled back, returning to her own meal as she finished it off, setting down her cutlery and staring off into the distance. Thoughts of her meals with her old mentors, flashes of a final meal with her parents... Her expression darkened as these forlorn thoughts resurfaced.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would allow the silence to ensue between them while he'd finish his cheese and bread, the water being long history. Watching her, the Elf could tell there was something making her noticeably upset, though he doubted it was just the cheese getting to her. He'd put some money down on the table, soon standing up and placing a hand on her shoulder to get her attention.*\"We should go. I'm sure there are some places we can still visit while the day's still young.\"*He'd say.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah... If you're done.\"\n*She hummed back, returning to her senses slowly and flashing a small, wry smile. The okamimi rose from her seat, setting down her own pay and thanking a passing waiter.*\n\"What'd you have in mind? Nowhere too far, in this heat, I hope?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"We can probably stop by the riverside instead since the day is getting pretty hot.\"*He'd suggest, heading over towards the door.*\"At least as a place to cool off since this city managed to find some water in the entirety of this desert.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Aqueducts, I assume, from an oasis or reservoir... Water is gold in these sorts of regions, even more so than on the coast.\"\n*She agreed readily, feeling a little dehydrated from the salt in the fish. Following behind, Ikehara gave a double-check of her crossbow before heading back outside again - bracing for the wall of heat.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He'd open the door up, waiting for her to head out first.*\"I can imagine why.\"*He'd say with a chuckle as he would get a face full of heat. Somehow, the time in the tavern just didn't feel long enough for the heat they'd have to endure walking outside again.*\"Might be able to find it somewhere near the outskirts of the city.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"You should be alright now Sir, You should find something cold to place over your eye though. It might feel a little tender, some minor bruising as well.\"\n\n*Manon said as she rushed to aid a male who just took a punch to his face. The healer witnessed what had happened as she excited the local clinic here in the desert. The west had cooler climates so ocassionally she brought medical plants that only grew in the wetlands to this scorching city. She witnessed this gentlemen bump into a girl with fiery hair. Manon didn't know much about combat but the punch was enough to knock the man down. By the time the healer had arrived, the man was waking up once more. After a quick inspection it seemed as if he wouldn't have a concussion and the eye seemed functional. Between the option of staying to heal or to confront the young lady, she had picked the latter.* \n\n*She began searching for the female through the crowds of Rakmurse in search of the assailant. It wasn't long before she spotted the red-orange hair in the distance. Using whatever energy she had remaining she began jogging to the woman, sweat covering her face as she was not accustomed to the hot weather, let alone all the sunlight. Upon reaching the woman Manon extended her hand forward and grabbed onto the female's wrist. Manon planned to confront her in the open. Now she was keeling over, almost dragging them both down in the process.* \n\n\"Ma'am.. You can't hit people like that.\" *Gasping for air while she spoke, She needed to find an alleyway or some place darker or else fatigue would find her in the open.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As Scarlett walked her normal walk she didn't have very much on her mind, just like always she was walking to some nondescript location, although she seemed to have lost the time as she was already in the big city she was waking to for quite some while... But now that she was here she didn't know exactly what to do... She came to look for outcasts who may want to join her group... Yeah, that's what she was there for-\" \n\n*Her thinking would be interrupted by a rude man shoving past her almost knocking her over as she looked at him and quickly decked him in the face before giving him an earful and continuing on walking like nothing happened as she went back into deep thought before oh so rudely being interrupted again as she felt something clench her wrist as she slowly turned around to look at what grabbed her and began to listen... If Cannon paid close attention she could see the fire Macon practically puffing smoke out her nostrils*\n\n*She'd simply raise her other fist looking down at her* \"Says who?! That man clearly ran into me! All I'm trying to do is walk and people keep bumping me! Now I got people trying to drag me?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I'm sure it was a misunderstanding. You shouldn't be so quick to hurt another person.\" \n\n*Manon had heard rumors of people getting attacked by an unarmed individual, maybe this person was responsible for all the reported injuries so far. As much as the healer would've loved to release the Macen, she was entirely relying on the Macen for support. She knew that each Vampire had their own weakness when it came to sunlight. Some people grew hungry quicker, others were more agitated and prone to attack. For Manon she had three drawbacks. The first one, direct or reflected sunlight blinded her for much longer. The second, her skin was very photosensitive, even now the back of her neck was a deep shade of pink. Thankfully being a healer helped with this weakness, even the worst of burns cleared up in a day or two. The final weakness, and the reason why Manon stayed clear of the sun entirely. Fatigue, Prolonged exposure drained the physical energy from her body. Her muscles screamed, as she spent nearly two hours in the sun already.* \n\n*Her hand reached up and grabbed the Macen by the shoulder as she forced herself to stand once more.*\n\n\"I apologize, I've been out in the sun for so long. I'm not built for this weather. If you hurt others than others might hurt you.\" \n\n*Maybe if she wasn't so exhausted she could've worded her concern better, but it probably came off as a threat.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She blinked a few times... Did she really have to do this right here and now...* \"Well if you give somebody an inch most likely they'll take a mile... So if someone bumps into me and I apologize... They walk away scratch free, and you don't know what they'll do next, he deserved it!\" *She'd cock her Head* \"Oi oi oi lady, are you alright? I haven't even hit you yet, and you look like a melting thing of ice...\"\n\n*As the lady grabbed her shoulder to fully stand up her eyebrow raised* \"Then why the hell are you living in the desert?\" *Her eye twitched* \"Really now? Like I said... Give somebody an inch by trying to listen to them... They take a mile and then threaten me... I Won't let ya!\" *She said angrily as she went to push her off*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I'm.. Fine.\" *Manon lied, The longest she ever lasted in the sun was roughly 5 hours. Here in the desert it was a different story, she was only approaching three hours and it was taking its toll on her body.* \n\n\"I'm sure it was an accident, Ma'am. I saw the whole thing. He wasn't even looking forward, something caught his eye. Before he could apologize you hit him really hard. He'll be fine I inspec-\" \n\n*She was cut off from the females sudden outburst, Manon had no idea what she did that might've upset the Macen. Before she could clear up and confusions or even voice an apology she was falling. A quick and sudden push on top of the fatigue she felt was enough to send her to the ground. She didn't even have time to land on her bottom as she laid on her back under the scorching sun. Manon was panting for so much air that fangs could be seen on the top row of her teeth. If the Macen didn't know she was a vampire, she probably would know by now.* \n\n*She waited a few seconds before slowly rolling onto her stomach. From there she made it onto hall fours and then back onto her feet.* \n\n\"I must have tripped. I don't live here, I just came to drop off plants that aren't found in the desert climate. Medical plants.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She lunged towards the woman on the floor fist closed ready to make the doctor her own patient before seeing the distinct sharp teeth of a vampire as she moved her hand and slammed her fist right into the sand next to the doctors face as she stood back up looking at her* \"That makes much more sense... You are a vampire, that's why you look like a soggy noodle that got hit with a fire infused Warhammer\" *She'd grab the vampire by the collar and dragged her to a shady Area away from the beating sun* \n\n\"Ah you don't live here? That makes a bit more sense\" *She'd sigh before stretching and letting out a yawn her teeth being able to be seen as well* \"Well, take a second to compose yourself, so I can beat you with a clean conscious... And hey maybe if you aren't blacked out I could give you the honor of my vampire friend!\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She could say being dragged across the hot sand was not pleasurable at all. If she had to assume what being pulled across embers felt like, it would probably feel exactly like this. At least she was in the shade now, though now the extent of the sun's damage would easier to see for the Macen. Not only did the back of her neck have sun burning, her arms and ankles did too. In fact the face was the only part of her that didn't burn from the sun's glare. It took Manon a lot of effort just get into a sitting position as she up at the Macen.*\n\n\"I see, you're one of the blessed ones. At least you can be out in the sun it seems. I didn't come looking to fight you ma'am. It just hurts to see people get hurt is all.\" \n\n*She always wondered if she would be accepted by another vampire. She always wondered if her compassion would isolate her even further. The non-vampire folk were afraid of what she could do, so what did the vampires of the world think of her?*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She'd frill around her bright red curly hair* \"I never really was into trying to figure it out, I just equate it to me being born of fire my body is more resistant to the sun, although I do still get quite hungry as I walk and walk... And walk, so I go on massive feeding sprees every so often... But that's beside the point!\" *She'd point at her with a laugh* \"Correct! You didn't come to fight me, I came to fight you! Wait... That doesn't make sense... Regardless now you will!\" *She'd think for a second*\" Be hurt being hurt watching people be hurt! Perfectly done me! Thank you me!\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"So many Oriates... I thought I'd feel more out of place here, but no...\"\n*She cooed, glancing at passers-by curiously. As far as she had known so far, there were few developed Kemonomimi settlements outside of Keguntan, yet here was an entire nation...*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Surprised you haven't come here before. I didn't know there were any other places to find this many Opiates.\"*He'd say, following one of the paths that headed to the northern part of the city. From there, the large bay could be seen just beyond where the land could reach.*\"Could probably rest here for a while.\"*He'd say, tilting his head towards the few benches sitting along the path.*\"Until it cools down for a bit.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Good idea... Best not to wander too far in this heat.\"\n*Ikehara agreed, her ears flicking lazily as she staved off the overbearing warmth. Leaning into the surprisingly cool wood and metal, she sighed gently; closing an eye at Terrel as she gestured to the space beside her. Her hands settled in her lap, eyes wandering across the cityscape in mild wonder.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would take a seat next to her, leaning back against the bench while absorbing the warmth that filtered through the heavy armor he wore. He'd close his eyes for the time being while moving his arm to rest atop the head of the bench.*\"Next time I decide to travel all the way out here, I'm going to wait until Winter hits...\"*He'd say, letting out a light chuckle in feeling too hot to commit to anything more than that.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Apparently it rains a lot round these parts in winter. I remember catching the aft end of the season someplace else.\"\n*She recalled, her voice a soft hum as she glanced over to the elf, half-wishing she'd learnt some basic water magic before the trip. Her mind began to wander, a few thoughts stirring despite the heat slowing them to a crawl.*\n\"...Hey, Terrel? What'd you wanna do with yourself? I've heard what you've done, but not your ambitions. You seem to have *Something* In mind...\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'd say it's definitely worth it then.\"*He'd say, opening his eyes to gaze over towards her. The Elf would ponder over her question for a bit, eventually turning away to look back out towards the bay.*\"Y'know, originally I started traveling to become the best swordsman I could be.\"*He'd say. Thinking back to it, the original goal seemed ridiculous, though not the most far-fetched in seeing where he was now.*\"Nothing better than going against the typical stereotype of Signals for the sake of not having to depend on magic.\"*The Elf would fall silent for a bit, soaking in the sun's rays before he'd soon continue.*\"But as far as I what I want to with myself now. I want to make a name for myself and see how far I've come whether it ends up for better or for worst.\"*A grin would appear on his face.*\"Never know what'll happen out here, but there's still plenty of time to leave my mark. Whatever that may be. What about you?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*It took Terrel a short moment to process what she meant by that, soon breaking out in his own chuckle. She got him there at least. No quip, no side comment, simply genuine laughter from him. He'd smile more warmly at her, the look only temporary as he'd turn away to face the bay again.*\"Know where you plan to travel to next from here?\"*The Silnari would ask her after the initial humor had faded. Perhaps it would have been better off to not have asked. Wherever she planned on heading off next, the Silnari doubted he'd see her again after. Warfare and ploys ravaged half the countryside nowadays and by his own luck, that would be just enough for him to lose another ally. Surely it wasn't all bad though, he doubted she'd care much for the kind of shady work he's done that often resulted in the falling apart of companions. Perhaps it was bound to end the same either way.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Hm... Not sure, maybe somewhere a little cooler. You haven't finished your errands, have you?\"\n*She asked, tilting her head and flopping her ears to one side. So far, they've had something to eat and relaxed under shade; there was much more to do before departing.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Of course... How else was I suppose to prevent them from escaping... In retrospect tieing there arms may have also worked...\"\n\n*Her face flustered as she looked away* \"Y-you have no right to ask that question! That's a very serious subject! B-but no... Closest thing I had to even a healthy relationship was the pit master... But that does seem like a good idea... But look at me, even in this state I don't think anyone could love me... Even in this state much less my nornal self...\"\n\n*She'd begin walking to the save making sure to stay in the shadows as much as possible as they left the city walking out into the desert a abnormal bump in the earth just a little bit up ahead*\n\n\"It's very cool inside... It goes quite deep into the earth a much better place then the sun... It's where I call home\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm sure you attacking everyone has nothing to do with your lack of love life, Miss Scarlett.\" \n\n*The moment she stepped back into the sunlight she could just feel the energy leaving her body. Chances were that she would need to sleep in this cave, the other alternative was unthinkable. The first time she ever stood out in the sun too long was the last time as well. She thought she could've just powered through until she made it back into the comfort of the forest. The sunlight stole every bit of energy she had left that day. It was middle of the afternoon when she collapses onto the ground outside the city walls. She didn't wake up until it was night. She thought she would never heal from those burns. The important thing she leaned that day was, if she fatigued in sunlight, she would not wake up until nightfall. If there was ever a place that had sunlight 24 hours around, she would never go there in fear of being lost to time.* \n\n\"I think if you made some attempt you could find yourself a nice mate. I can't promise that they'd be willing to let you feed off them. What is a pit master by the way?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"That has everything to do with it... Most guys who hit on me... Well get hit and most girls just don't like me\"\n\n*She lifted the flap as she entered into the cave taking a deep breath as she entered into her small living quarters, a small rug for a bed, a burnt-out campfire, and most importantly two tied up men in the corner with... You guessed it no arms*\n\n\"I wish... I just don't think my personality is appealing until I'm practically starving myself... But I wouldn't expect them to, it's a weird thing... Oh back when I was a kid and pitt fighting, he was the man that set me up for fights!\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Manon pushed past Scarlett when she saw the two bound armless men. This seemed like a fate worse than death. Even their eyes lost their flame of passion as they waited for death to come. She dropped onto her knees in front of one, her hands reaching forward to cup his cheek.*\n\n\"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.\" \n\n*She began chanting, crying as she sent a purple light into the amputated arm. Maybe she could bring it back, she knew it was possible, but she had no clue on how to do it. Tears began rolling down her cheeks as sent forth all her magic into this man with no signs of progress. Eventually the light died out as she burnt through her entire magic reserve trying to regrow a limb. She felt as hollow as he looked.* \n\n\"How could you do this?!\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Makes sense. Mind if I join you? Sounds more fun than lazing about here for no good reason.\"\n*Ikehara asked tentatively, unsure of whether she'd be pushing her luck. Of course, they'd enjoyed their time together, but Terrel didn't necessarily want her along for his work as well...*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*There would be a moment's pause in his answer, the Sinai lost in thought for a while from being asked the question. It wasn't so much that he didn't want her tagging along than the thought of the complications that typically came in bringing others to his jobs. Some falling apart from morals, others making the task harder. He never really knew if it were the jobs itself that caused it or deeper feelings of those around him being deterred by it, though there was some part of him that would find it disappointing if the same happened to her. Terrell supposed that was the norm though whether they joined him or not. All companions eventually split up eventually, this was hardly different. He'd allow a light smirk to appear on his face, making himself more teasing.*\"Sure, if you think you're up for it. They're not always an easy task after all.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Mercenary jobs never are. But I was in a mercenary army - I've had my fair share of tough jobs.\"\n*Her expression turned stony for a moment, the light behind her eyes dimming as memories flashed past them - unpleasant ones, to say the least. It soon subsided however, Ikehara grinning at him and nodding.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would tilt his head to the side a bit, silently observing her change in expression. Something seemed to be on her mind, though the look passed just as easily, replaced with something slightly more enthusiastic.*\"Consider it a deal then.\"*He'd say, holding out a gloved hand to her.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She'd take it firmly, winking at him as she responded with confidence.*\n\"A deal indeed!~\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would shake her hand, eventually moving his own away to rest it back on his lap.*\"Don't get a view like this just anywhere.\"*He'd say, mainly addressing the sea out in front of them. The sun, though still beaming from above, now just barely sat out of reach of the horizon.*\"I guess that's what makes traveling all the more worthwhile.\"*That and a few other things of course, but he'd only decide to mention the scenery. He'd glance over to her, asking:*\"Ready to go find an inn to rest at?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"The sight of the sea from Keguntan is nice, but this has its own charm...\"\n*Ikehara took a small breath in, the air like soup as she relaxed once more. Rising to her feet with a lilt in her heels, offering a hand to Terrel.*\n\"If you've found one of sufficient calibre, good sir~\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He'd look up at her for a while, a hidden expression behind the blank stare of the pig mask with only a smile to give it away. Terrell would grab her hand and rise up to his feet, taking opportunity to allow their arms to interlock as he found place at her side once more. A funny ruse, now seeming to become habit between them, though this was one of the few times he didn't mind it.*\"Only the best for us, madam~.\"*He'd say in return, escorting her onwards along the roadways.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel's grip tightened and relaxed around the pole of the trident as he lazily watched the land in the distance grow closer in time. It had felt like they've been at sea for a while, though considering how far the islands were, it was surprising that they got here with such haste. Maybe the gates were even more useful than he originally thought. He relaxed an arm on the side of the railing, the docks now becoming visible they closer they got and, with that, the features of the Island. So this was Runra? He had to admit, it looked a lot more lush than Salvania's coast, but if what Kibaru said was true about it, he had yet to fully see for himself.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Upon arriving at the coast, the men on board the ship, woke KIA in order to get his attention. Terrell would see Subaru for brief moments as Subaru walked up and down clearly discussing business from the snippets Terrell could hear. A shot while after, Subaru came up next to Terrell with a huge stretch* \"Well I slept like a rock. I feel ten times better\" *Subaru said seeming physically better than when they left the coasts*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Finally ready to go?\"*He asked, turning to face the Kemonomimi. Part of him was unsure of where they were going to go exactly on this new island, though he assumed Kibaru had most of his own plans figured out at least.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yup. To the future we go. One second at a time, but first. Let's go get Pitch and Carl\" *Subaru said as he stared out to the city of run with a smile*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Sure.\"*He said, eventually following Kibaru's gaze towards the city.*\"Have any clue where we're going afterwards?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"To the future.\" *Subaru said before leading the way to their steeds. After Pitch for back on solid land the energy seemed to suddenly reappear with how tired she seemed on the ship*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel squinted his eyes against the bright rays of sunlight that streamed through the windows of an already hot tavern. He would have thought he'd be used to the warmth of the area by now, but between the armor and extra clothing, he couldn't wait to be in much cooler weather. The light was partially blinding, though he tried to pay no mind to it while he attempted to read the map set before him. It had been a bit of time since he had first arrived to the city with his new travel companion, though after the days passed, he had been starting to search for a route to the next country over. Salvania seemed like a nice place to head towards nowadays with only Hombaxia and Kadho being between them. Maybe they could follow the coastline with it being a much faster route. He figured Ikehara would prefer to stay near the sea anyways. These thoughts swirled through his mind for the time being, allowing himself to be distracted by the light tavern activity going on around him. It felt better to keep busy at any rate, even if it was simply planning for departure.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The young Karimi sat opposite Terrell, close to him as she had the past few days - her sharp eyes watching the sight of the sea through the window. Having shed some layers at this point, now more lightly armored as they milled about between quests, she'd been acclimating to the heat very slowly. At some point she had decided to leave most of the planning to Terrell, partly due to her unfamiliarity with the region and partly due to his difficult disposition. They were definitely friendly, at this point, but breaking any further past his enigmatic exterior had been folly.*\n\"We're heading out and away soon, hm?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"I would say fairly decent. I can find my way to and from place, sometimes just longer than others. Just don't expect directions anytime soon... I kinda using instinct to travel instead of memory\" *Kibaru said as he tried to keep his unarresting companion calm*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well when has that ever let us down before.\"*He said casually which could have been sarcasm, but seeing how unbothered the Sinai was, he probably expected the Kemonomimi to not know this place much better than he did. Exploring was a simple part of their travels as always. This was hardly anything new.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"For now, I'll lead us to a place to eat\" *Kibaru said as he put his mask on* \"Little more difficult with he mask, but still manageable\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"In that case, I hope this place has some decent meals. The trip already took away most of the rations.\"*He said in response.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I'm just in the mood for something warm right now\" *Kibaru said in response as he lead the way. Following his nose the a street that had vendors selling food. Being some skewers for himself before buying a lemon for pitch*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell followed after Subaru, tugging his horse along lightly as they made their way to the streets full of vendors and others of the sort. Terrell had to admit, Subaru's ability to sniff things out was impressive, albeit strange at times, but it did more good than harm anyway. Nothing seemed to catch his eyes from the vendors for the time being, leaving him to simply buy an apple to calm Carl's nerves while he continued to look.*\"I wonder if they have a traditional tavern around here.\"*He said aloud, partially for finding something else to eat, partially for considering where they were going to sleep once night fell.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Traditional...? What's the difference between traditional and normal?\" *Kibaru did not understand what terrel meant by traditional. Was that somehow different than the taverns they've been to?*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"There isn't.\"*He said bluntly.*\"And most of the time they just mean the same thing. Unless there's a tavern that isn't like the ones we've seen before, I'd assume most taverns are traditional.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"For something to be traditional, you'd first need something new... Or modern.\" *Kibaru said before making another stop to buy some dumplings*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Considering we just got here, I'd say it's pretty new.\"*He commented.*\"At least for me anyway.\"*With how many kemomimis that walked about, it was a constant reminder to the Sinai how much more accustomed Subaru could be to this place.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I mean of the traditions and customs uses. The actual time was constructed is irrelevant\" *Kibaru said with a shrug* \"Ah well, not gona argue about taverns right now\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He let out a snort of suppressed amusement.*\"I can wait at any rate. More concerned on making sure Carl will be comfortable before exploring too far into the rest of town.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"So what, want to find a stable?\" *Kibaru asked before turning around with his skewer in mouth as he has already finished the other four he had*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Preferably one with open space, yes.\"*He said, figuring a stable wouldn't be the same as open land. It should still be enough for the steed for now though which would be enough to satisfy the Sinai while took his time exploring.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well, I heard there was a ranch nearby. Though probably going have to walk an hour or two. Other than that, I also heard there was a stable not too far from her\" *Kibaru said suddenly turning to his left*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"You heard all that in the short time we were here?\"*He asked before glancing towards the Kemonomimi's ears.*\"Never mind.\"*He quickly added.*\"Let's see if we can find anything.\"*The Sinai turned and began heading in the direction Subaru had pointed out there being a stable in, his horse moving in step beside him.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru's ear's twitched as Terrel looked at them* \"A good merchant should always be keeping their ears open. Even now I'm hearing about a perfect fabric store that just opened\" *Kibaru said with his tails wagging behind him while he bragged* \"No news on the location of a tavern just yet\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Do you just eavesdrop on everyone with those things?\"*He asked Subaru casually. Terrell couldn't imagine what it would be like to hear so many things at once. Surely it would drive him crazy at some point.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well yeah. I am a merchant. Besides, if people really care that much, they'd talk where no one can just eavesdrop on them. Though I guess it's less of a matter of just always doing it. It's just right now that I'm actually paying attention to what they have to say. Other times I just ignore them\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Can't argue with that.\"*Terrell eventually said.*\"Maybe you can try listening out to see if this place has anything fun going on later. If not at a tavern, then somewhere I guess.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I'm trying. But people have such a dull sense of fun. Also not like I can choose what to hear. Just comes with the wind. But we should be close to a tavern... I hope anyway. But tell me. What would you constitute as fun anyway?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell gave a light shrug of his shoulders.*\"Festivals, tournaments, questionably illegal things sometimes.\"*He said casually.*\"If this place has anything to offer that we don't have back at the mainland, I'd like to see it. Maybe we can actually go see these plants and animals you've been talking about.\"*Terrell couldn't see himself being disappointed if not, typically finding ways to entertain himself whenever he wasn't busy.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"If you want illegal, I don't think the main street's the place to find that... Or maybe we get lucky and spot a pick pocket. Probably don't have to say this to you, but keep an eye on your belongings. Even carl. I heard some people poison steeds to sell their medicine... But no news of that happening here\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well there were two options before that one, but at any rate I figured you'd pick something upcoming from stereotypically dark alleyway where people meet up in secret.\"*He joked only to listen to Subaru's warning. The Elf typically had a sixth sense for things like that happening, though he figured Subaru was just trying to keep a look-out.*\"Let's hope there's no news of it happening at the stables either.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Honestly. Better to not do that stuff at a business. Could easily ruin your reputation. And in a world where killing each other is so common day, I don't think anyone would risk it. That's the hope anyway.\" *Kibaru said before coming to a stop at a stable* \"Here we go\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Consider it overconfidence if they manage to get away with it.\"*He said. With them arriving, Terrell gave a light nod to Subaru, temporarily leaving the Kemonomimi with Carl to head inside for a while. After a few short moments, the Sinai eventually returned to grab Carl's lead, soon gesturing for Subaru to follow as he brought the horse down along the fence line to where they could take them into the gated field of the stable.*\"Hopefully Carl can be settled while we're here. He typically doesn't know what to make of new places.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Considering allot of adventures come by, if they messed with the wrong person, their life is a good as over\" *Kibaru said before following Terrel. As he's second statement came up, Kibaru replied with exasperation* \"Wish Pitch could settle down. Doesn't matter to her is the place is new or old, she'd be flying into the sunset if I didn't have a hold on her\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ever considered that she might just be a wild horse?\"*He commented in a tone of humor, coming to a stop in the center of the field and removing the lead from around his horse.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh, no. I know she is. But I'm a wild guy myself\" *Kibaru said with a grin on his face, clearly joking around. Soon breaking face, unable to keep a straight face* \"Okay. That line was too corny, even for me\" *Kibaru said with a snicker. He then took the saddle off pitch* \"Well. Not much room, But I guess you can wonder around for a bit. Get those muscles working\" *As if Kibaru even had to tell her what to do. She seemed well underway. Trotting around the place and familiarizing herself with the others in there*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Glad I didn't have to say it.\"*The Elf responded, giving Carl one final pat on the back before letting the horse gradually trot off on his own. Carl seemed a lot more interested in grazing than racing about like his comrade, but he didn't look like he minded it.*\"Glad he at least has more horses to hang around. I figured he was starting to get lonely after leaving his old stables.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I don't know if I'd rather be alone or be with someone way to energetic to even remember to eat\" *Kibaru said with a sigh. He did have experience with Pitch. Having to constantly calm her down or hold her tight* \"On the bright side, at least she's more than happy enough to travel around. Even more so to doing it while running\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Hopefully they'll get along with the other horse whenever we get back.\"*He added.*\"I'm sure they'd enjoy having their own herd to run about with. Should have plenty of acres to freely use as well.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well as long as they don't get to close. We're not going to be staying long, maybe a night or two\" *Kibaru said before leading the way out with a wave to Pitch* \"Try not to stir up to much trouble. Keep an eye on her carl\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I don't mean the horses here.\"*He said, following the Kemonomimi as they left the two at the stables. Hopefully they'll be fine here.*\"When I was taking a trip this one time, I ended up buying a pair of horses to head south with while I left Carl somewhere more safe. So now I guess I just have two more horses.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*She nodded to him as they made for the exit, relenting to him pushing past and leaving into the blistering heat. Whilst the temperature had dropped slightly as noon passed, they were no less overwhelmed. Combing her hand through her hair and shaking her ears from discomfort, she stood outside the building and waited, keeping under the outcropped roof for the small amount of shade.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Being welcomed to the heat of the outside never failed to take him by surprise, the temperature hitting like a wave to the Sinai as he let out a tired sigh.*\"At least it shouldn't be so bad up North.\"*He said aloud as he rejoined Kerala to begin heading down the road towards the stables.*\"I'll be glad for when winter comes.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"All of it's new to me, the heat and the cold. Keguntan's temperate, so the extremes are... Different.\"\n*She mused, tapping her cheek in cursory thought. Her ears continued to flick left to right, an attempt to cool herself down somewhat, eyes glancing between passers-by.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Trust me, the winter will be much better. Well... So long as you dress for it, so I guess it really is no different to this weather.\"*He said, continuing along the road.*\"Probably a lot easier to keep warm than cool though.\"*Part of Terrell wondered if Kerala had any idea of how extreme the weather could get. Has she ever even seen snow before? Winter would be right around the corner soon enough. By then, they'd be able to find decent towns to visit in between travels.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Aye, I can attest to that. I'm made for the cold, anyway.\"\n*Shaking her hair free, she closed an eye at him, smirking slightly at the curious expression Terrel often wore. They'd soon reach the stable, searching and finding their steeds after a few moments, leading them out of their pens.*\n\"Rested up, fellow? We've got a long road ahead...\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He raised a curious eyebrow towards her expression, somewhat perplexed by the occasional emotion she gave away that her ears didn't already betray.*\"Guess we'll see how we fare once the cold temperatures reach us, or I suppose when we reach them.\"*He said as they made their way to the stable. The Sinai walked up to his steed, giving him a light pat.*\"Back on the road again now bud.\"*He said to the horse.*\"Don't worry, it won't be long until we leave this place.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "**\"Woah, Hey, Chill out, I have no quarr—...\"**\n\n*The Squire would droop his arms as he watched the Canifor—Kemomimi—? He wasn't exactly sure anymore. But the Kemomimi made the most sense. Regardless, he'd stand there blankly as she scattered away from him and freaked out. He didn't move an inch, for two reasons; One he was flabbergasted at the idea he could actually scare the daylights out of someone and two to ensure he wasn't a threat to the individual. He was just your typical adventurer, going to places he had little clue. Surely, he wasn't that scary right?*\n\n**Right...?**\n\n*The Squire eyebrow would arch in thought. For a moment a whimsical idea emerged and it couldn't be helped that succumb to his intrusive thoughts; raising his cape to cover his mouth and imitate the sound of a ghost — or a vampire.*\n# I'm tHe sPiriT oF *CriMsOn BaMbOooOooo~ Feeeeaaaar mEeee,* For am here to *HAUNT THEEEE~!*\"\n\n*Lucrum would pause for a an extended moment as he waited to see her reaction to his supernatural mimicry— It was pretty obvious, he wasn't a ghost and he was just humoring the situation; After a few moments, He'd shake his head and give a lowly chuckle, seeing that the efforts to deescalate the situation was successful or not. Regardless, he'd clear his throat and respond to her questions.*\n\n\"Not expecting other to come through here? You'd be surprised how easily it is to get off the beaten path... With that said, I—uh, think I'm lost. I was sightseeing beforehand. However, I'm not in the mood to scale flimsy bamboo to get a vantage point...\"\n\n\"—Take a break on the rock? Erm, I mean, I don't know... Seems like it took you a while to find this little spot? I feel bad for taking your spot on it. Given how comfortable you look dozing off— Quite envious that someone would be about to rest with all the stuff out here...\"\n\n•••\n\n*Lucrum began to questioned how intimidating he truly was on the day to day basis. While he'd pick up his head and arms, he gave a little wave to the half-kin individual with an audible whoosh of his side cloak he'd get ready to strike an overly-animated posed to before he made his namesake known.*\n\n\"Small Talk aside, I am—\"\n*He throw in a small pirouette, before pointing toward the half-kin individual.*\n T. Khamiel—!*\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*June was going to ask if he was actually a spirit if not for the animated display. Instead, she merely dropped her gaze, throat burning in the embarrassing at the thought that she could have actually believed it. She should know better. After all, the Cantor had met spirits before.*\"Right...\"*She uttered quietly, a lack of any enthusiasm in her tone. June wondered if the spirits ever saw people mocking them. Maybe it was better if she didn't know at this moment.\n\nWith the threat gone, June sat back down on the rock, relishing its warmth beneath her while she regarded the squire in a different light. He did seem quite familiar. It wasn't everyday she saw some dressed in such lavish attire even by adventurer standards. Not that she's seen many since she's been here. One ear raised atop her head, giving off a perplexed expression. \n\nAt his decline towards taking over the rock, June simply gave a dip of her head.*\"It might be... A bit too late for me to doze off again now... I don't mind sharing the space... Well unless... You are looking for the way out of here... I... Know this place quite well...\"*June tilted her head a bit in question of what he meant by stuff being out here. The animals? The spirits? No definitely not the latter, he didn't seem to take the idea of them serious enough. If not for visiting the temple, June would have figured it all in her head anyway. Maybe just the former then, but June was used to most wild animals.\n\nIt wasn't until the squire had said his name, that something clicked in the back of the Cantor's mind.*\"Lu... Drum...?\"*She asked slowly. The name was familiar, the scent, the attire, the... Personality...? Maybe she had come across him at some point during her time here.*\n\n\"I'm... June...\"*She said in return before looking at him with a confused expression.*\"I'm sorry but... Haven't we met before...?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*The sun would cast its gentle rays down atop the travel heavy duo, now a bit of added relief after having to surpass both the mountain sides and desert lands to get here from Pinnacelia. The Elf would sit up more on his horse, coming to notice them approaching the city with a noticeable accumulation of Oriates walking in and out of view. Dezabia. It seems they were nearing their destination, soon to be rewarded with a moment of rest to explore the new country.*\"Shouldn't be far now.\"*He would point out to Ikehara, turning to face her with a more quirky grin.*\"What say we enjoy some time checking out the city?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*For a few moments, Kerala gave no response, her attention fixed on her crossbow. Labored breaths left her heat-marked lips as she adjusted the new limb of her weapon, the string drawn taught against the trigger spring. Her steed's uneven footing would cause him to start forwards, the Karimi quickly grabbing at the rim of her sun hat, pulling some locks of hair behind the chinstrap as they shook loose. Turning her eyes to her companion, she flashed a similar grin; amused by how animated he'd grown to be.*\n\"Good idea. Didn't travel all this way for nothing, after all. Any plans?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Aye, all the arbalesters did. If an army only fought, we'd starve halfway through a campaign.\"\n*She hummed back, understanding that Terrel probably had little experience as a regular under a banner. Her ears perked up as he lead on, taking a moment to listen to their surroundings, her crossbow resting upon her thigh with her reigns draped over top.*\n\"Sounds fine. The ocean will make the nights and days more bearable.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He let out a huff of air at her response, partially amused. The Sinai would be fortunate enough to catch any wild animal out here without the assistance of his wolves. He led the way along the main roadways, making sure the bay remained in view of them with it being a reference point.*\"I wouldn't mind learning how to.\"*He said after a long moment of silence.*\"Would save out on having to ration the food supply so much.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She grinned, baring her fangs as she nodded.*\n\"I can do that, yes. We always had copperbolts needing training, and I was on call for that most days. Next time we're in a forest, we can go looking.\"\n*Her confidence swelled parallel with her stature, almost puffing out her chest as she sat up fully. Her steed followed behind, slowly feeling the heat dissipate from the cool ocean winds.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell watched her idly, finding it funny how much her confidence seemed to flourish at the simple idea of going out hunting. It was probably the first time he's really seen her this way since they've started traveling. He eventually shifted his gaze away, focusing on the road ahead as the buildings began to melt away to desert sands in them leaving the town.*\"We'll see what Romania has to offer.\"*He said, relaxing his hold on the reigns while he let Carl take over in simply heading straight for the time being.*\"For now, guess it's time to get used to seeing nothing but sand again.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "**\"Fair enough.\"**\n\n*Lucrum would wave off the idea of him being scary; as she proved his suspicions to be untrue. He didn't see himself as being an imposing individual. Snarky—? Whimsical—? Charming—... Perhaps, but drop dead petrifying was off the list. It was clear this lady was just an all around skittish individual. Either through paranoia or weariness.\n\nNonetheless, it wasn't a bad thing to be in this world. The squire would twirl his hand as it danced with each word he spoke.*\n\n\"Kemomimi—Kemonomimi—Kitsune—Canifor; Potato—Tomato—Bah, It's hard to spot the difference when you guys all have similar ears, tails, and colors. No offense.\"\n\n**He'd Pause; Realizing what he had insinuated he'd double back.**\n\"I didn't mean it like that— I—I'm saying it's very rare to see a canifor so far from—... **Home.**\"\n\n*Lucrum would rub the back of his nape, as he'd trail off on the idea of 'home'. For the squire, he really didn't know what to think of Lymia. His treatment compared to the Tholian's was vastly different. He couldn't help but show a visual look of grimace from where he was raised, and how he was raised. \n\nWhen compare to the typical Macen; he was more alike to the elves than his own kin. It was a disturbing thought. However, before he could delve further he'd over hear the Canifor. Throwing out ideas of where they had met before, apawn the mention of the Jackal, He'd freeze as the fuzzy memory all came rushing back to him.*\n\n\"The Wolf and the Jackal... **Juna and Jace...**\"\n*He'd show his hand to the Canifor with a painful smile; The Scar was faint, yet he recalled how painful the bite of the Jackal was... \n\nThey had met indeed met before— Not once but twice. He seemed to laugh in defeat at the core memory, but nonetheless he seemed shocked that he had ran into the Canifor for a third time. He'd shield his face as he chuckled.*\n\"**Oh my goodness...—** We have to stop meeting like this, Haha—! Juna—! It's been so long— How have you been?\"\n\n•••\n\n*His eyes would widen as he realized, frenetically looking around for the Jackal and springing up on his feet. He had to stay on his toes if didn't want to get bit again!*\n\n\"Where is that little rascal Jace? Huh, is he out hunting? Napping...? ** *Is he stalking us?!* ** He must've gotten much-much bigger since we've last met.\"\n*He'd watched the shift in demeanor, as Juna and her skittish personality brighten up slightly from realizing that had met before— Yet, it seemingly darken at the mention of Lymia and Mentia alike. He seemed to raise a hand to pressure it, understand why. But retracted from doing so in the moment. He didn't want a friendly reunion to be bogged down by negative memories. \n\nHe was certain that he felt similarly about 'Home', but he'd let Juna have her privacy. Although, it seemed to eat at him slightly.*\n\n The squire would give her a reaffirming nod as he raised both hands as if he was backing off from the topic.\n\n# times the charm I suppose—...?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*June decided to ignore the racist comments of the Macon, instead just letting out a quiet sigh in response. Definitely the same Luc rum she's met before. She gave a light shake of her head as he tried to retract the statement with another.*\"Where is a... Cantor's home?\"*She asked him, raising an eyebrow in question as she wasn't too sure herself. What did he consider to be home from her? Or rather where did he assume she came from? She had grown curious now. It seemed like he was trapped on that conversation.\n\nShe looked at the scar on his hand as he showed it off, a more apologetic look crossing her face with the past moment seeming a lot less funny when it was waved in front of her. She was glad Jace was much better now. Mostly anyway. He had become more tame, though sometimes she wondered if that was from training or something going on in the forest. When she had lost him some time ago he had wound up in a terrible state. The Jackal had acted different ever since. June's shoulders slouched from her clouded thoughts as she began to wonder if something more had happened. He seemed more at peace. It was almost strange to her in a way, yet she didn't mind it. Did she?\n\nShe quickly shook her head to and fro as she realized Luc rum had asked her a question about the Jackal's whereabouts.*\"Oh... Well he's at the house right now... Probably watching over...\"*June paused, a faint memory coming back to her with the previous time they've met. Her bird was still an egg then. Luc rum probably had no clue about their hatching.*\"Oh... Well I guess you've never met Juniper before... I mean... Well you may remember her as... Ebert-.\"*She corrected herself, deciding to use a name he'd be more familiar with. The Cantor stood up from the rock a glanced back out towards the forest.*\"Would you like to meet them?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh, who were you traveling with then?\" *Kibaru asked with his ears twitching while he listened to other people simultaneously*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"A Somalian. Hardly more than a kid really by Macon standards, though he wanted to travel with me despite my warnings of getting into danger. He's a clumsy one, yet a thief with both his hands still attached.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"A pup, huh. Well I can picture you as the older brother type. By the way. How old are you?\" *Kibaru asked tilting his head a bit*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Can't say I remember.\"*Terrell responded with a shrug of his shoulders. Whether he was telling the truth or not was hard to tell. When was the last time he had even celebrated the day he was born anyway?*\"Guess it must have slipped my mind the past few years.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"You look 27 to me\" *Kibaru said with a hand on his chin as he looked at Terrel* \"Minimum being 25. Well it's just a guess. You are an elf after all\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Trust me, I won't look any different 100 years from now.\"*He said, continue along the road.*\"Signals age pretty well.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Okamimi also tend to live quite the time. Much longer than macen. Whether more or less than Silani... It's difficult to say. Guess we'll see who dies first, huh\" *Kibaru said with a joking smile. He then took a wif of air again* \"I actually want to visit my clan house\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I think we're more likely to die from falling off a cliff before it gets to that point, but challenge accepted.\"*He said, looking up to see where they were at the moment.*\"You have one here?\"*He asked him at the mention of his clan house.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Or get hit by lightning. But we'll probably die by the sword above all else\" *Kibaru said before regarding Terrel's question* \"Aye, that I do. Well I'm not exactly part of the clan. Only my lineage. My Grand parents kind of left the clan quite a while ago. So I want to see if I can fin my clan. Just have to look for allot of wolves I guess. I can't remember the clan name though\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"So you're about to break into to someone else's place and don't know where it is nor remember the name of it.\"*He summarized bluntly.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Not breaking it. Obviously I'm going to get permission. Assuming the even still exist. But yes, no Idea where they might be. But I'm a merchant. Easy to find what I'm looking for\" *He said before stopping to gesture to the tavern* \"See\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell opened his mouth to say something, only to glance up and notice they had made it to the tavern.*\"I see your point.\"*He said.*\"But what are you hoping to find going there if there's a good chance they've all left.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well, as you might have noticed. I like my folktales. Any knowledge on my family tree or just some valuable would be nice. If you think about it. If everyone left... Then doesn't that mean I inherit what ever's left. Maybe they're still alive and I can catch up and spend some time with them\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell headed up to the door, opening it before glancing back towards Subaru.*\"If you think it'll be worth it, then can't argue much with that.\"*He said.*\"Not a bad way to catch up on things here.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I guess not\" *Kibaru followed Terrel as he entered the tavern.* \"Can't but help to notice allot off people have been eyeing me up and down. Not that I think It's a bad stare. But one I could do without\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Surely with the mask and fur, it's pretty common. Isn't it?\"*He asked him, making his way inside the tavern and heading over to a table for them to sit at before taking a seat himself.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well, you might've noticed that majority of people here are Kemonomimi. Few of witch seems to have fur as bright blue as mine... Come to think of it, I don't mind... I still get the same look everywhere, but this feel much nicer in a way.\" *Kibaru said as he sat down at the same table.* \"How about you. What you think of Runra so far?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*At the mention of there being a bunch of Kemonomimis around, Terrell's gaze slowly passed around the tavern, occasionally lingering sometimes before finally looking back at Subaru.*\"I don't see your point.\"*He said nonchalantly. Terrell leaned back in his seat, deciding to get comfortable for the time being while they waited for someone to come take their orders.*\"I think it seems like a pretty normal country so far.\"*He said.*\"Much better than Media right now anyway.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I'd assume anywhere is better than Mentia. Not much of a competition... You think starting a village here would be a good idea?\" *Kibaru asked slightly tilting his head. As someone came to them to order, Kibaru would quickly turn to do so* \"Got any Boar. Preferably some ribs\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well I haven't really seen much of it, but I guess it was like home to you at some point, so I don't see why not.\"*He answered. As the waiter came by, Terrell decided to practice some of his Run ran, asking for some tofu and rice. There was a noticeable accent to his words, making it obvious that he wasn't from around here, but the waiter seemed to take the order nonetheless.*\"Just have to find a nice open space to build one.\"*He finally said back to Subaru, returning to Silurian once again.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Hah, you have been practicing, huh. I'm impressed\" *Kibaru said with a nod* \"But as far as places go, I don't think this would really be a good place come to think of it. Not much trade happening over here... Well not as much as I would've like\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I try to whenever I see opportunity. Most people just speak Silurian though which makes it harder to tell if they understand any other languages.\"*He said before listening to Subaru's thoughts of this place.*\"Well we've only seen a small part of it. Run's a decent sized country, and we have plenty of time to explore it.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Maybe. But I'd much rather prefer somewhere more inland in Ramul Ta. Also closer to home you know. This might be where my blood originally came from, but I can't exactly just forsake my home in Salvania... Though why I decided to buy one there instead of in Dezabia, where I was born and raised, is kind of lost to me.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Detail? As in the place with all those desert lands?\"*He questioned, wondering why he'd want to stay there. Maybe being born there had deeper meaning to it, though he didn't have any significantly good memories there. Well that wasn't fully true, Terrell did have some good moments there, enough to make him smile lightly at the thought before shifting his focus back to the conversation.*\"Maybe you can find a place to buy there. Never too late to have a new place.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Not all of it is desert. But yeah. I lived in the mountains where there were a little more green if it wasn't white. Was kind of nice being secluded from the world every now and again\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"If we decide to take a ship to Among's coast, then maybe we can pass through there while we head West.\"*He suggested, figuring Subaru would want to return there at some point.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I guess we could do that... But I'd much rather not on second though.\" *Kibaru said with a shrug before their food arrive and he thank the woman*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell watched as the food was placed on the table, soon grabbing one of the utensils.*\"You are terrible with making up your mind sometimes, y'know that?\"*He eventually said before deciding to eat.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Juna sat atop a grassy hill that overlooked the plains she had found herself in. The sun shined brightly overhead, providing a gentle warmth to ward off the cold days she had endured. Juna had been trying to follow what spirits had been telling her by continuing northwards, but now she was quite lost at where to go following the brief showing at the Warlord festival. It was a first for her, getting to see how the soul agreement between her weapon spirit affected their ability to work alongside each other in combat. \n\nShe still wondered why the spirits wanted her to participate in such. Was that the place where her journey ended? The spirits had been awfully silent lately. Currently, the Canifor was attempting to meditate, having been told it could help. Running long the hill, was her Jackal and Airstrider, who were playing with each other unbeknownst to their owner's uncertainty of the end goal here.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*With eyes closed, June was allowed attention to sound otherwise ignored. A distant sound, messy and complex. A trotting sound like hooves against the dirt road, accompanied by the off note neigh. Wheels rolling across the gentle landscape, its joints squealing as if they've been without oil too long.*\n\n*They're distant, but seem to be closing. Perhaps a caravan on the nearby path? Only, along the winds brought a familiar scent. An old friend, or an old enemy, the distance kept it ambiguous. Still, it rolled on, seeming to approach the base of the hill June rested on.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Juna's ears flicked at the sound only for the familiar scent to catch most of her attention. She couldn't quite put her finger on what it was, but it did bring a nice feeling. Maybe the spirits were trying to reach out to her again? She still wasn't sure yet, and tried to put her focus on what her other senses could pick up on as her eyes remained closed.*\"...Hello?\"*She called out, trying to see if anyone would answer.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As June called out, the noises seemed to slow. Wheels coming to a gentle stop as the trotting of the horses became sparse. A voice echo'd back.*\n\"Hello?\" \n\n*It was a deep voice, spoken in the common tongue. Perhaps familiar if June had the memory for it.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Yet another day, yet another settlement in need of help. This time, it is another high elven estate requesting help. The farmstead is located in a vast, flat floodplains, much like the prairie in America. Occasional herd of animals roamed through the plains, as much of the steppe has been abandoned to the wilds.\n\nZara's destination - An estate seeking help with a bunch of wooden Kuilei, would be in front of her. A manor lord is nowhere to be seen, but their two storey manor house is definitely visible from the distance.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara arrived at the estate on the cart she hired to bring her to this destination. She got up, climbed out, paid the cart driver, and went to the estate.\nShe read that people were in need of help regarding golems. Pay didn't seem so bad and since it wasn't too risky at first glance, Zara didn't mind taking this one.\nZara adjusted the Katina on her hip and ensured her long Dacha was fastened on her back to prevent dragging on the ground. Such good swords, the last thing she wanted was for one of them to break right before potential battle.\nZara approaches the estate, entering the grounds and declaring herself to any guards or groundskeepers that may be concerned by her presence. She sought the estate master to speak about this problem.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*There would be a Qua worked who directed her to the manor house. After a few minutes, a well dressed female high elf in robe would walk out of the house's front door, and waved at the human.*\n\"Morning stranger. I assume you're an adventurer here to dela with our Kuilei problem, right?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Indeed,\" *Zara confirmed.* \"Have you had problems with these beings in the past, or have they recently arrived?\"\n*Zara wanted to ask questions before heading out to deal with it. Whether they were new or have been here for longer could affect the severity of the problem and how difficult it may be to solve it.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Only a recent arrival, I believe. Been driven here from another estate. Appeared perhaps, a month ago or so. My worker spotted a pair of them in the plains, carrying sword and shield.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara mentally noted the weapons the Cooled were confirmed to have.*\n\"Are these Cooled wooden or made of another material?\" *Zara asked. What they were made of could affect Zara's options. If they were stone, Zara's blades may suffer damage, and she may be forced to use other strategies to destroy them - if they were wooden, she could use Red Shift with her Coach to cleave them into pieces.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"All wooden. We haven't seen anything stone like yet. That'd require quite the experienced adventurer to deal with, anyway. But they probably outnumber you, so you should be careful.\" \n*The manor lord explained.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*'All wooden'. She could use her Coach for greater effectiveness.*\n\"Is there anything else I must know about the Cooled?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"They have great endurance and a lot of them like to use shields. Sturdy one.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Where do I go from here to find them?\" *She asked. Zara was ready to get to work.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Three miles of here is the Punting Creek, the Kuilei was last spotted somewhere around there. There might be more than two, but the grasses this time of the year isn't tall, so you can find them easily.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Very well. Thank you, miss.\"\n*If nothing else was to be said or done between the two, Zara would then proceed to leave and make her way to the grounds where the Cooled were reported to be present.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*After a short walk in the plains, Zara would spot smoke from a campfire in the distance. There would be no tents or anything near where the campfire came from, and there weren't anything to be seen either, except a... Roast rabbit on top of the campfire. However, the grasses is around half a meter tall, so she might need to approach closer to see anything lying down.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara stood still after making the distance to alternate her Radiance Sense and allow her to see 20 meters in all directions from where she was. She detected the smoke, suggesting a campfire.\nZara breathes in and could smell food. Someone was nearby.\nIf anything else moved around her before she started moving, she'd notice.\nZara then proceeded to approach the campfire. She started a moderate-speed run toward the campfire, her revelation returning to normal as a result.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*In the grasses she could sense that three humanoid were lying down, with shield and sword next to them. The campfire didn't obscure her revelation at all.\n\nThere was also spare weapons and cooking pot, and it seems there is a total of five Kuilei who is using the camp. Though only three is present for now.\n\nThe running would alert the Kuileis, who strappes their shield and readied their swords, standing together in a shieldwall formation.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara sensed them coming out to fight, and immediately drew her Katina, blade forward and handle held with both hands. She assumed a typical Katina stance, with the weapon forward to allow for easy guarding.\nHer Radiance glowed as battle seemed to commence, though Zara did not perform any actions yet. She waited for the enemy to attack first.\nZara's current immobility allowed her Radiance Sense to alternate, giving her the 360 degree radius, 20-metre range revelation again. This would allow her to sense anything sneaking up behind her as well, but only until she moved again.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*All of the Kuilei carried standard sword at 80cm long, manufactured with a simple crossguard. Their kite shield is of standard dimension.*\n\n*One of them walked to 15 meters in front of Zara, staying still while the other two circled to her left and right, keeping the same distance from her.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara continued to keep her stance and kept her focus on the Cooled. Before battle commences however, she would sheathe her Katina and proceed to pull out her Coach.\nIt's a somewhat lengthy process, drawing a Coach, as the blade is considerably long and better held in hand during combat. The blade is considerably long, and the handle allows for better force to be applied to blade swings and blocks, allowing for Zara to have good range, potentially deflect attacks, and knock her foes off-balance while also cleaving through their wooden bodies.\nZara took the Coach off her back, pulling it from the scabbard and putting the scabbard back afterward, then holding the blade upright with both hands on the cross guard. Zara shifted her feet for a wider stance to allow for better footwork, and kept her head forward. She was then ready to fight.*\n\n**Condition: Healthy\nStamina: Fine\nMANA: 70/70**"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*As the Macen switched weapon, the Kuilei in front stepped in closer, to ten meters away. The other one ran to the left and right, trying to surround her in a triangle shape before launching their attack.*\n\n*To make matter worst, all of them let out a high pitched, seemingly incoherent scream.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara then went for an attack, sprinting forward for the Cooled in front of her. Though her movement returned her revelation to normal, within a few steps the one puppet would be close enough for her to see.\nShe'd immediately open with a powerful cleave, swinging the Coach out at the Cooled from the side with one hand 'pushing' the handle while the other pulls the end back, allowing for considerable force to be applied to the attack.\nThis attack could deal tremendous damage if it landed, or stagger the enemy if it was blocked.*\n\n**Same Status**"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The puppet, thanksfully, had no understanding of her vision problem. But it understand that an angry girl with more strength than expected is charging at him.\n\nHe raised the kite shield and charged forward, slamming the shield to the side in an attempt to deflect the ambitious strike. By presenting the shield perpendicularly, it becomes thicker and also deflect her force. The nodachi might bite into the shield, though it wont cut through. Luckily for her, strong weapon like Nodachi is easy to pull out of the shield.\n\nThe Kuilei attempted to close in for a gut stab. If Zara stopped, her revelation would reveal that the two Kuilei are now charging her from behind, sword raised and shield in front.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara backed up, bringing back the Coach out of the shield, and evading the stab.\nShe heard the other Cooled approaching her from her blind spots. Didn't see, but could hear. She had better hearing to compensate for lack of proper vision.\nZara charged her Radiance, then released a Wave Blast against the Cooled in front of her to send him away, giving her room to then avoid the other two who approached by swiftly moving out of their attacks.\nShe'd reassume her stance and hold the Coach as normal again, preparing to defend from other incoming attacks.*\n\n**Condition: Healthy\nStamina: Slightly Fatigued.\nMANA: 60/70**"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"We won't be seeing it again soon, I imagine. Enjoy it while it lasts.\"\n*Her jest was more of a hopeful suggestion than an earnest joke, having grown more than tired of the desert oases - both mentally and physically. The road slowly disappeared underhoof, the only sign of their path being the well-tread sand that snaked through the dunes.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He let out an amused exhale of air, doubting he'd have anything to miss about this place. Nevertheless, he continued onwards, hope for much greener lands on the horizon. \n\nTime had come and gone since they first started setting off from Detail, by now, the Sinai losing track of how often the sun rose and fell across the endless sands. There were times when he found himself having to stop to reassess his map in trying to guess how much further they had to go, though despite passing through each city, the way along the bay felt even longer than normal travel despite it being much shorter.\n\nTerrell let out a tired yawn as it looked like the sun was bound to begin setting again before they reached Romania, only for the smallest bit of greenery caught his eye in the sand melting away to much softer ground.*\"Good news.\"*He said to his companion, a bit more optimism in his exhausted tone.*\"Looks like we've finally left the desert.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"The air is crisper. Grass is still starved, but at least there's something solid underhoof.\"\n*The okamimi commented in confirmation, a similar amount of fatigue in her voice. Between the two animals, Ikehara's was faring a touch better than Terrel's, but Carl wasn't a warhorse.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Maybe we can find somewhere to settle near the bay.\"*He suggested, partially glad that at the very least they had kept the water source in view just in case of emergencies.*\"I think Carl has done his workload for the day. Probably best to get them something to drink out here.\"*It didn't seem like there were any towns nearby, but at least the terrain was starting to look better. Maybe it won't be such a bad spot to camp out at though hunting anything that was worth eating didn't seem to be the best of chances currently.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"We could all use one... These flasks are too warm to enjoy, something cold would be nice.\"\n*She confessed, huffing quietly as she sipped from the slightly-too-warm water. Her mind cast back to a couple days back, and she urged her horse a few feet ahead of Terrel, eyes cast all around for woodlands and the like.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Things should cool down during nightfall.\"*He said, figuring the weather will drop to the point of wishing warm water was still an option. Giving a light tap with his foot, he urged his horse to move more towards the shoreline, though at this point, Carl was probably doing it on his own accords. There were few trees dotting along the area, more so tropical-like in appearance rather than the significant look of woodland trees. As Carl eventually neared the water's edge to begin drinking from it, Terrell soon dismounted and offered him a light pat.*\"Of course, we could always wait until it starts snowing then we can have all the cold water we want.\"*He joked, mainly to pass the time to allow his horse some rest. Terrell gazed out into the bay for a while, letting out a quiet exhale of air while Kerala was searching around.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Once the sand had fully given way to solid ground, Ikehara had dismounted and was leading her horse by the reins. Her energy seemed to renew as she switched her mode of movement, letting the reins go and patting her steed's snout, who ambled over to Carl and followed in his example. She approached Terrel after a few minutes of scouting, something akin to excitement on her visage.*\n\"About two Silnari miles from here, there's a large enough glade. We can find what we need there, I think.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell glanced over at her approach, picking up on her possibly having some good news with the change in mood. As she notified him of the chance of finding what they need a couple miles down, he gave a tired smile. Seemed like they still had more traveling ahead, though at least Kerala seemed happy about it.*\"Once these two are done here, go ahead and lead the way.\"*He said, deciding to let the horses drink for a little while longer before he eventually grabbed Carl's lead and turned to face Kerala in silent expectation. Seems like she was going to be the guide for now.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Ures, *Wro, wro!\"\nShe barked to her steed after a few moments longer, the horse apparently named Ures lazily swinging his head towards her. She growled in a way only a half-beastkin could, quickening the horse's approach. She gave the reins a harsher flick against his back, urging him ahead of Terrel and Carl.*\n\"Take your time, Terrel. I'll move a few dozen yards ahead to get a better look.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He gave a quiet snort at her frustration towards her steed as she tugged him along only to tell the Sinai to take his time. He waited for her to head off for some distance before sharing a glance with his horse. Those two seemed to understand one another at any rate, the Sinai only pushing Carl as far as the horse would go anyway. Carl continued drinking at the water, hardly any haste in his actions to which Terrell also shared as he idly leaned against his horse for a while. Only when Carl had lifted his head once again, did he finally tug him along to follow in the direction Kerala had gone off to, hoping she hadn't moved too far on ahead.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She hadn't rushed too far ahead, once she'd noticed the pace that Terrel had opted for - not that she blamed him, they'd ridden for hours through the blistering heat. If it wasn't for her soldiering, she'd expect to have collapsed by now. As the grasses began to take root along the path, the air seemed to cool, the presence of trees inviting birdsong.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell eventually caught up to her, his shoulders growing lax from the cooler air to welcome them across the border. He wished he could enjoy it more, though the heat had drained most of the energy out of him. Terrell didn't pay too much attention to the potential of other woodland animals being about, though after a while, he eventually looked over to her, asking:*\"Seem like a good a place to hunt?\"*The Sinai hardly knew which animal to find where, nor did he care too much of whatever was caught in him not eating meat anyway, but he still seemed curious one way or another.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Well, I am constantly thinking. Sometimes more than others. But if I had to choose where to build, I would do it in a deep forest, or with allot of woods.. Maybe a jungle?\" *Kibaru's mind did seem to never come to a standstill while he rambled* \"And somewhere preferably away from the war, obviously... But then again... Refugees could be looking for a home... I'll just take them on a long ass trip in that case\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Could hire them.\"*He supposed, considering how the land to the west was still close enough to Kaddish. Though the war was mainly situated in Media, it seemed even the neighboring countries were getting involved. Some may flee west to avoid going through the countries at war, though that would just bring more unwanted guests on their doorstep.*\"Do a job for us and in return, not get killed.\"*He said casually, figuring the trade to be relatively simple.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"But continue to work and we'll provide a roof over your house. Stop working and you'll have to leave. With or without a body bag\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Sounds like a fair trade to me.\"*He said silkily.*\"After all, can't just have a bunch of refugees taking over our land without anything in return.\"*It sounded like something a businessman would say, albeit probably harsh if it ever came down to the repercussions on not following through with the job. The Mention War only seemed to be getting worst and pretty soon, safety will move further and further away from the bordered lands. A grin appeared on his face, almost in realization of what this war entailed. It reminded him of a job offer he was once given, though had yet to act on. Perhaps this war was the best time, though who knew how long the opportunity would last?*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Precisely. They should be grateful enough for a safe place with plenty of work to do. We aren't doing charity here.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell continued eating the rest of his food, letting out a quiet grunt of agreement to Subaru's words before finishing up his plate. He moved it away from him, placing the silverware atop it.*\"Did you want to look for your clan today or were you planning to do more exploring?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Little more exploring. I'll get there when I get a lead or something. Who know. Might not even find anything, It has been years after all\" *Kibaru simply shrugged before he finished his food* \"Now that was good*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell gave a shrug back in response, figuring they were going to be here a while during his search anyway. Perhaps Terrell should find something to do in the meantime while the kemonomimi was off looking. He didn't understand the place too well, but he was sure he'd be able to find something to do. His focus returned to Subaru as he finished, seemingly satisfied with the food here.*\"Better than Albania's...?\"*He asked quizzically.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel glanced up towards the sky for a short moment, unconsciously trying to figure out which direction they were going in so as not to stray too far from the route they were already taking. She seemed to have her own plans for the day, which Terrel figured he could just take as opportunity to relax in that case. The camp was bound to only last them a night anyways, though if they took their time traveling through Hombaxia, he supposed they'd be here for a while. His attention was caught once more as she pointed out the clearing she mentioned earlier.*\"Not a bad place to make camp.\"*He commented, knowing full well that with the desert as a comparison, any other place seemed good.*\"Looks like we beat sundown this time.\"*He gave Carl a light pat, moving on ahead to make his way over towards the clearing while his horse attempted to curiously sniff at the grass growing in the area.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Aye, the shade will do us good. Might be out of the desert, but the heat is still too much to lounge about in. At least the air is clear... The *UHF* Favor our journey, I would say.\"\n*She mused aloud, noting Terrell's relaxed pace and slowing down in kind. The prospect of hunting was an energizing one, but not enough to combat the slow sapping of strength the trek through the desert had given them. Her ears perked as the trees grew more plentiful, twitching and swiveling subtly at each familiar sound.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Uha?\"*He questioned her, leading his horse to a nice place for him to graze. Terrel took off his cloak from around him, throwing the red fabric over his horse while the animal grazed. He probably would have been better off not wearing armor this whole way here, though the Silnari knew better than to trust that there wasn't at least one person out in the middle of nowhere looking for an easy target. At least things here seemed more peaceful though, besides they were still far enough from the warzone anyways.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"The Sinai have their gods and spirits, we have ours. The *UHF* Are the most powerful of the spirits of the world. They are in the sky, the sun and the trees - anything in nature, there are *UHF* Who preside of it.\"\n*Kerala explained, her tone growing ponderous as the glimmer of faith shone through her usual cynicism. She mirrored Terrell's actions, unbuckling the saddlebags and feeding Uses a morsel for his good work.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Hm.\"*He said idly, glancing upwards for a brief moment before looking back at her. Terrel never really believed in the gods, not even the Silnari ones. Though he suppose luck is also a thing here.*\"Should probably start setting up camp. If you want to refill the flasks for the time being, can do that while I start getting things set up here.\"*He suggested.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Push... Aye, hand yours over. Should be a river clear enough for filtering nearby.\"\n*The small noise she made seemed to be disappointment, the elf barely reacting to the talk of gods. She supposed there were always unbelievers, even atheists despite all the signs. Looping all their flasks onto a length of tied rope, she made to journey into the foliage, following the sounds of running water.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Mmm. Nah. Salvanian Boar tastes much better\" *Kibaru responded* \"But the side dish was excellent. But each country has it's own specialties*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell gave a satisfied nod, soon looking over towards the rest of the tavern.*\"I wonder if this place also has an inn. Wouldn't be bad place to stay at while we're in the city. Unless we find another place that is.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"It does. But honestly. I'm getting kind of tired of sleeping in random beds... I mis mine. So much\" *Kibaru said with a heavy sigh. But his depression immediately snapped away* \"Ah well. I'll just have to be patient\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"This trip was your idea, y'know.\"*He mentioned.*\"Look on the bright side though. Once we finish up here, you'll have a chance to travel back to your house, and I'll... Go try to make a new place to stay out West.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Not a bad idea. I think that's a great idea. I might join you and set up another house of my own, you know. Could sleep in there... Just won't be as comfy as back home, but at least not as bad as in beds\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"At this rate, I'm pretty sure you have homes all across the world.\"*He commented, noting his home in Albania, the one around here, and now a new one to be built in the future. Of course Terrell couldn't talk thought, lest he be a hypocrite. Which he was.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well that's the dream, huh. Having houses all over the world. When I have children, they'll all have a house of their own. The tsuyoi clan will be a strong one\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Or spread so thin that they become distant from each other.\"*He said more causally before looking back at him in confusion.*\"Wait, how many children are you planning on having-\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru had a huge grin on his face with the question being asked* \"Yes\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He let out a snort of amusement.*\"Well now I just feel bad for the Mrs.\"*Terrell said in response.*\"But I guess they'll all leave the house eventually.\"*Terrell leaned back in his seat once more, deciding to relax for the time being.*\"We're staying here, or you want to explore a bit more?\"*He asked him.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Honestly. Even though I slept most of the journey, traveling by sea tired me out. I think it best if we stayed here for the day. We can go exploring tomorrow\" *Kibaru said as he stretched a bit* \"And let the horses run free\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Fine by me. Though if I'm gone by the time you wake up again, I probably headed back to the stables. Taking care the horses takes time, so I'd rather not waste the day away.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Would you mind taking care of pitch too for a little bit. Just check up on all the horsely duties. If you don't mind that is. It's fine if you believe that's my responsibility\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I do, but consider it a favor after the long trip and earlier incident.\"*Not that it wasn't Subaru's choice to do in the first place, but Terrell was going to give the Kemonomimi a break for now.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Thanks. I'll be sure to return your kindness tenfold\" *Kibaru nodded before pounding his chest* \"You can count on it, man\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Then you can count on me as well.\"*He said more casually, a light grin appearing. Terrell shifted his gaze as the waiter came back, soon paying off his own meal.*\"Should probably get some shuteye soon.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Right... I guess I'd have to explain that too-.\"*Juna said after realizing just how much had happened since they last met.*\"Ever since I've been here... And well I guess a little bit before... I've been seeing these ghost wolves. They're... A lot friendlier here than the ones on the mainland are... You may have even met one-...If they showed themselves while giving you the message from me anyways...\"*Juna thought on it some more then looked at Grey, taking note of his concerned expression.*\"Never better.\"*She said, answering his question with a smile before it faded to a confused look.*\"Why?\"*She then asks.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Spirits? Ghost wolves? Maybe she was more far gone than she thought... That letter was from those spirits? He didn't see anything like it, not that he could remember anyway.*\n\"Well it's just... Spirit wolves are a lot to believe. I noticed you're traveling alone as well. For how *Long* Have you been traveling alone?\" \n*He didn't say it, but it was a little obvious what he was implying.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah. I think I'll go sleep right now. Tomorrow I'll be busy doing shipping and buying some supplies for our journey. So I might be a little late at the stables. Still soon enough to set out on our journey.\" *Kibaru said paying his meal as well before standing up to get a room* \"Well. Have a good one pal. Be seeing you tomorrow\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Later.\"*The Sinai said in response as the Kemonomimi got up to purchase a room. Terrell decided to linger in the main room for a short while longer, taking the time to rest a bit while he idly watched the other people in the tavern.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru goes to his room and sleep.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*After some time, he too left to get a room for the night. Who knew what tomorrow would bring?*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Ikehara returned after an hour or so, a few extra scuffs across her face and exposed skin from fighting back the forest. Slung across her back were the flasks, now full with clean (enough) water, along with a trio of hares; bound by a length of rope and hanging off the hook on her crossbow.*\n\n\"Something to eat for now. We'll hunt something decent tomorrow, when the light is better.\"\n*She concluded with another huff, this one from exhaustion as she expended the last of her useful energy for the day. Settling beside whatever Terrel had set up while she was gone, drawing her dagger and getting to work skinning her game.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell had been sitting near a makeshift fire while he waited for her to return. So much time had passed, that part of him had begun suspecting she either completely wandered off or had something happened to her. With the sound of her making her way back into camp, Terrell's head whirled around.*\"Where did you g-.\"*He cut himself off, the question soon being answered in seeing the game she had brought back during the time she was gone.*\"Here I am thinking you fell into the bay.\"*He commented as she came over to begin working on skinning the animals.*\"Nice catch.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"It'd have taken this long to find the stream, anyway. You think it's close, considering we're near the desert?\"\n*She raised an eyebrow to his mild incredulity, but brushed it off once she heard a compliment. The okamimi smiled wryly, finishing off one of the skinnings and handing him the meat to season or cook bare.*\n\"It's a good glade. Lots of fauna.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'd think it's close enough considering we'd been following the bay this whole time.\"*He commented in return. Terrell tilted his head back a bit as she went to hand him the meat, lightly holding up his hand in turn.*\"Enjoy your catch.\"*He said to her.*\"I, uh still don't eat meat.\"*At the last part he let out a bit of an awkward chuckle, though at the very least she could enjoy the fruit of her own labor. Terrell looked away from her to focus on the fire.*\"Good to hear there are other animals out here. Now we actually know there's a chance of survival.\"*That bit was of course a joke considering how long they traveled the desert without many signs of life, though he found it amusing either way.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Hn, sorry... Got a little too into it.\"\n*She sighed, a touch bashful from her mistake. For Ikehara, the concept of cutting out meat from her diet was unthinkable, though she attributed that to her ethnic quirks. Her ears flattened as she thought on this, figuring that a hunt would prove meaningless if Terrel wouldn't be interested in venison...*\n\"Where are we headed tomorrow, then? Or a few more days here?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"There's no rush if you want to hunt to your heart's content out here.\"*He said with a light grin.*\"I'm sure TCU would like it very much.\"*The Sinai reached for his hair, taking out a small bird-like Rodent from it and holding it out to her.*\"No fun in letting the catch go to waste, right?\"*He asked her, noticing how deflated she seemed. Terrell supposed he could see why, the catches being meant to share, but even if he did not care much for eating it, he could find other ways to put it to use.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Her ears perked up at the little creature, twitching gently at the sounds it made.*\n\"I forgot you had a furrow. Where'd you get him, anyway?\"\n*She cooed, feeding the little one scraps of cooked rabbit as she ate from it as well.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The furrow took pieces of the rabbit, nibbling away at it as it sat down in his palm.*\"I was paid to go exterminate a group of them that was becoming a nuisance at this farm, but I decided to keep this guy at the very least.\"*He answered, briefing around the details of events that went on that day.*\"He was a trooper. Tried to put up a fight till the very end.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"What, did you take it instead of payment?\"\n*She smirked at the creature, nodding appreciatively at his origin. Unless it was a useful thing, Ikehara couldn't imagine taking in a wild animal - far too liable to act out, especially during a hunt or a march. She fished out one of her broken crossbow shafts, spearing one of the rabbits and holding it over the flame.*\n\"Is that sort of stuff solo work?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Typically, though I usually find myself having to work with others whether it's for better or for worst.\"*He said, noting all the jobs he had done. Some people were easier to work with than others, though as long as the job got done, he didn't care so much.*\"The Centaur I worked with then was fine though. Helped out a lot to make the job go by quicker, especially with the furrows that tried to run off.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Centaur, eh? Don't see those outside their tribes that often, these days.\"\n*Again she cooed, this time from a mild interest in such an abnormal acquaintance. Even for her, some of the other demi-humans were a rare sight; Ikehara having grown tired of the reams of elves and macen running about.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Can't say I've met many on my travels either.\"*He said.*\"I never thought too much of it though, but I occasionally see him sometimes at least. Who knows, I'm sure we're bound to find some out here while we're traveling about.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*The Kuilei was sent flying almost twenty feet away, dropping its sword from the sudden blast. It fell onto the ground with a heavy thump, and it would probably take a turn or two to recover.*\n\n*The other two Kuileis was successfully avoided by Zara, and now they once again attempted to surround her and reposition themselves behind Zara.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara went swiftly for the Cooled that was knocked down by her Wave Blast, opting to execute it before it could get up.\nIf she could make it to the Cooled in time, Zara would bring up her Coach, blade pointed down, and stab into the ground through the Cooled's back. To ensure it was dead after the fact, she'd then bring the Coach back out and perform a slice to take its head off the body, which could guarantee a permanent death depending on their method of animation.\nShe'd enter her defensive stance again afterward and face the remaining two that approached her.*\n\n**Same Statuses**"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The Kuilei on the ground raised its shield to block the attack. Unfortunately, it was not enough to prevent the Nodachi from piercing through its shield and into its body. As the last bit of artificial life faded from the Kuilei and its torso crystal were shattered, it dragged the shield - and the Nodachi to himself, ensuring the weapon would be stuck for a bit.\n\nMeanwhile, the other two Kuileis continued to charge with their sword, one coming from each diagonal side in front of her, or behind her, trying to take her down from both side at once. They'll reach her the next turn.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara attempted to pull her Coach from the other's grip. Time was short, and she decided she may fare better abandoning her weapon for the time being to use her Katina.\nAnd so she did - twisting the Coach, if possible, to ensure the puppet was dead for certain, Zara then released it, drew her Katina from her side, and held it in the standard stance she had it before, at the beginning of the battle.\nHer still stance allowed her revelation to become alternate again, giving her the twenty-meters range, and allowing her to identify the two coming in.\nWhichever one was coming in first would be the one Zara would attempt to take down in one strike if it was possible. She needed to wait for the perfect moment.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The revelation would reveals that the Kuilei to the right is coming in about two second before the one on the left. Both have their shield up to cover their approach.\n\nThe one on the right would thrust forward the shield first to bind her katana and push it toward her, while attempting to swing downward and cut her on her arm. The other one rounded and simply tried to slam her down with its shield.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara swiftly moved back from the Cooled that attacked, avoiding its shield attack, and then stepping forward swiftly to deal a downwards strike as a counterattack.\nShe'd then perform a swift spin and slash horizontally, aiming for the chest gem with hopes to either damage it or destroy it outright. It was more than likely only going to deal slight damage as this was a swift, light attack.\nShe'd then step to the side to avoid the other Cooled's attack, and backstop to make some distance. Zara went back to her coach and sheathed her Katina, with hopes that she could pull her blade out now.*\n\n**Stamina: Fatigued (from Slightly)**"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*A loud thud of metal crashing against wood would indicate the result of her downward strike - The Kuilei simply blocked it with the shield with barely any damage. It would be easy to pull out the katana as it is a dedicated cutting sword. There's no telling how long its edge would hold under abuse though.\n\nThe Kuilei once again slammed the shield forward to block the strike easily, and then made a thrust toward Zara's torso from behind the shield. It was a typical gladius thrust, angled slightly upward.\n\nThe other Kuilei pursued her relentlessly, not giving her time to step away and take back her Nodachi.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As Zara's attacks were blocked, her other actions after the attacks were cancelled.\nShe'd bring her Katina up to block the blade strike, sending it off to the side. Zara would focus on breaking this enemy's posture, if she was able to do so before being attacked by the other Cooled.\nOf course, the other one tried to slam her again. She'd shift her focus to it and swiftly move around its shield, then turning the Katina to reverse grip and stabbing it through the Cooled's back. Whether this went through the gem on its chest or missed and only dealt damage was up to An sari.\nShe'd pull her Katina back and bring it back to normal grip and standard stance.*\n\n**Same Status**"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The Kuilei she attempted to move around pivoted itself to keep her in front of its shield and avoid an attack. Her evasion meant that the Kuilei is now lined up, stopping the other one from attacking her as it needs to reposition.\n\nIf she chose to continue the stabbing attack, the Kuilei, being the asshole it was, turned the shield toward the katana, attempting to take the hit on the shield and get it stuck. Then, it would slash at Zara's knees. If not, the Kuilei would simply slash at the knee.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara paid attention to its movement, the way it adjusted its shield to block her stab, and instead went low, under its guard, with a sweeping kick to takes its feet out from below. This may be swift enough to interrupt its attempt to attack her, but that's up to the GM.\nIn this same action, she would turn her Katina back to forward grip and stand back up after. If it fell as a result of the kick, Zara would rise back up with a Katina slash across its body as it would be vulnerable while falling. If not, she would not be able to perform this action.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The kick would be enough to interrupt the attack, deflecting its sword to the side momentarily, but it wasn't enough to make it lose its balance. The other one tried to slash at her right hand from above. Kuileis are sure relentless.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara returned to her feet and as she rose she would angle her Katina against the other's sword and move forward. The angle of her blade to its blade served to deflect the attack, allowing Zara to redirect its momentum without stopping it at all, and knocking the Cooled off-balance, breaking its posture.\nWhile the Cooled's guard was open as a result of the stagger, Zara would drive her Katina into the chest gem if it was an option. If it was not an option, she'd swing a little bit higher to go for the neck with hopes to take the head off.\nZara wasn't sure whether a decapitation could kill the Cooled, or whether the chest gem must be destroyed. At least this would confirm whichever was the case, depending on which attack came to be true.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*As Zara committed herself to attacking the other Kuilei, the one she ignored would thrust forward, jabbing its sword at her butt since she exposed herself by attacking one opponent without putting the other out of threat range.\n\nThe one she attempted to stagger's strike would be deflected successfully by her, but the Kuilei pulled back its shield, turning into the strike so it would graze against the side of its torso instead of penetrating deep into its chest.\n\nThe sounds of distant footstep intensify.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara was struck by the other attack and attempted to move away to get out of danger before another hit. The strike hit her lower back, and may cause a potential loss in mobility depending on how severe it was.\nShe'd bring up her Katina into another stance, with the handle high beside her and the blade pointed forward. Zara would use this to opt for thrusting attacks where possible.*\n\n**Condition: Slightly Injured, potential mobility damage.\nStamina: Somewhat Fatigued.\nMANA: 60/70**"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The cut was quite light, thanksfully. The footsteps sounds was intensifying by the second, and it seems reinforcements might come soon.\n\nThe two Kuilei readied their shield and distanced themselves from her. A shield make thrusting attacks extremely difficult to perform..*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara thought of her potential options. She needed to take these two down before the others got to her.\nShe could potentially use her Augment Melee and Red Shift to drastically increase her strength, to even penetrate a shield and kill one of them outright. Otherwise, she could try to use her Wave Blasts to make them vulnerable to an instant takedown, like the first one. Basic Bolts won't do much considering they could block them easily. As much as Zara tries to circumvent their guards, they manage to recover in time to block her again. She could possibly put away her weapon and try to overwhelm them with Martial Arts and Augment Melee. As an Earth Macon, she had reinforced bone on her arms and fists that allowed for more physical damage, which might be enough to shatter basic wooden shields if she used Augment Melee.\nEventually, she opted to take the last option. Zara sheathed her Katina and then brought up her fists, shifting into a martial arts stance with a close guard and arms up.\nShe'd then charge herself with Radiance, using her Augment Melee ability to increase her strength by 5, now becoming 8 from her base 3, for the next melee attack or series of melee attacks.\nZara then rushed for one of the Cooled and went for a jumping punch. She opted to aim for the shield, as to be able to break it with her combined strength and reinforced fists and prevent this one from guarding against her anymore.\nIf the strategy worked and the shield was destroyed, there was a possibility that Zara's fist could go straight through and shatter the life gem on the Cooled's chest, immediately killing it, but that was up to the GMs.*\n\n**Condition: Slightly Injured.\nStamina: Somewhat Fatigued.\nMANA: 55/70.**"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The Kuilei knew something was wrong when her hands started to glow, which would indicate an enchantment of some sort. These were seasoned fighters, embedded with memories to fight properly..\n\nThe Kuilei used the iron boss to block the strike if possible, turning its side toward the girl, and then used the sword to bind itself behind the shield to add power to the counterpunch.\n\nThe other one would see Zara committing herself to a punch, and then simply stepped in from the side to slash her back. The shield would hold against the strike. After all, it was designed to endure multiple slashes, even axes and spears. What would an enhanced punch be? It would probably affect its integrity a bit..*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara planted her feet on the shield and kicked off it, staggering the Cooled further while simultaneously evading the other one's attack. She landed on her feet a short distance away and reassessed the simulation.\nZara underestimated the integrity of the shields. Unfortunately, her bare fists plus Augment Melee wouldn't be able to destroy them, though dealing considerable damage indeed.\nHer other option was to go for her Coach again. It had managed to deal damage to one of the shields earlier. If Zara could make it to her Coach before being interrupted again, she may be able to pull it out.\nSo Zara went for it, sprinting toward her Coach. She'd try to get around the Cooled where possible, but if she had no other choice, she'd try to go through or over them, depending on what actions they were going to take against her.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*As Zara landed on the ground, the Kuilei that was not staggered charged toward her, trying to ram her down before she can turn around and draw her sword. The one that was staggered is now recovering from the strike.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara rushed toward the one that charged her and made an attempt to vault over its shield. She'd jump for the shield, grabbing onto its top and lifting herself quickly, then jumping over the Cooled, kicking it in the back to send it further away for good measure if it was possible.\nIf it did work, Zara would continue to her Coach. Maybe she made it this turn, and if she did, she'd attempt to pull it out of the ground and the dead one's grip, one more time.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*As Zara tried to grab the shield, the Kuilei swung it away and thrusted its sword toward her leg. With Zara charging toward him, there was no way to change her momentum easily. Perhaps acrobatic move is best not done when one is unarmoured and unarmed.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara would have been struck by the attack and backed up again, then lowering her stance with a hand on her Katina handle. Perhaps the first option was the best after all.\nZara activated her Red Shift, the power of wrath enveloping her and increasing her Strength by 4, to a total of 7. She'd then charge her Radiance again, and activate her Augment Melee, to increase her strength by another 5, to 12.\nBoth actions would take up the full Turn as they both took about half of the time each. Therefore, Zara would be able to unleash her attack next Turn. She waited for the right moment to counterattack for an immediate kill, if it was at all possible.*\n\n**Condition: Somewhat Injured.\nStamina: Fatigued.\nMANA: 45/70**"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The sounds of the reinforcement would appear, and two more Kuilei appeared, each holding a 2 meters long two-handed steel-tipped spear, they would make it in the next turn within Zara's sight.\n\nThe Kuileis backed off, knowing what happened last time they got struck by this kind of hit. The two swordman huddled together to support eachother mutually.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara then sprinted forward toward her Coach, knowing that the Cooled refused to fight her with such enhanced strength. As she was not performing an attack, her Augment Melee would stay active. Whether Red Shift did, however, was up to GMs.\nZara made it to her Coach. With her already-enhanced strength, she would most definitely be able to pull it from the ground. She never drew her Katina again. Now she has her two-handed weapon back, Zara may fare better than she did before.\nZara would then rush toward one of the Cooled before her Turn ended, if it was possible. As she approached, she'd swing her Coach with immense force, triply enhanced strength. Whether this would kill regardless of defense was also up to GMs.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The Kuilei watched as she sprinted to pull out her Nodachi. They'd rather not bet their chance against her. And so, they turned around and fled, running quickly to avoid her attack, toward their spear equipped comrades.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara continued to chase her target down, closing in distance before dealing her strike. She moved swiftly towards them and, hopefully, would make it close enough to take one of them down.\nIf her sideways sprinting cleave landed, it'd more than likely cleave a Cooled in half, assuming they did not turn around to guard with their shield. Perhaps she was fortunate enough to finally be able to kill one more after so long.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Given the two does not actaully have much of a difference in running speed, the Kuileis would continue to maintain distance, forcing Zara to chase them toward their comrades. Their comrades readied their spear in a two-handed, underarm grip, to fend off the angry girl.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara continued to rush toward the group. Her Radiance flared, suggesting she was preparing for a Wave Blast to send them all flying and make them vulnerable to fatal blows.\nAs she closed in, Zara would then unleash her Wave Blast against the four foes. If any of them were knocked over and made vulnerable, she'd immediately approach the individuals to perform the ground stab finisher and destroy the gem, as she did with the first.*\n\n**MANA: 35/70**"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The two running away would know about the wave blast, but not so much the spearman. The two spearman would ready to stab her. The blast managed to hit... One of the individual, sending the two running Kuilei off balance and onto the ground. The two spearman closed in from the side, using the tip of the spear to threaten her, while pulling it back enough so that she cannot ward away its head.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara moved toward one of the spacemen, swiftly spinning with her Coach and performing a powerful strike to attack. It was not decided by GMs whether her Red Shift ended, thus this Spearman would suffer the full power of Red Shift + Augment Melee - 12 Strength with the Coach, would deal tremendous damage to the Spearman, or his weapon if he blocked.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The Kuilei had no intention of blocking the strike. His pointy stick is longer than hers, and so he used a bayonet thrust, thrusting toward her knee as she swung. Her comrade, seeing her disrespect for the threat of their weapon, performed the same and thrusted toward her other knee with the spear. The plan is simple - They'll stab her before she hit.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara swiftly moved to the side to evade the thrust of the attack, and seeing that it was targeted toward her lower body, it gave her the perfect window to counter the attack with a skillful step.\nAs the spear passed beside her, Zara brought up her leg and slammed it down to the shaft, forcing the weapon to the ground and disabling the weapon for a short moment - long enough for her to deal a fatal blow as her enemy's posture was broken.\nA swift slash of the Coach relieved the Cooled of its head. As a result of this, her Augment Melee was exhausted and thus Zara's strength declined back to the normal effect as she also dispelled her Red Shift to conserve her MANA.\nZara was struck with the other spear as a result, but she was fine with the fact that she managed to kill another Cooled, finally. She moved back as the spear hit her and took a short moment to recover, ready in time for the next Turn.*\n\n**Condition: Injured.\nStamina: Considerably Fatigued.\nMANA: 30/70**"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The other Kuilei who scored a hit ran forward to drive the spear into her knee, so to disable her. Because she spent her time to deflect one attack and a moment to counterattack one spear, she probably couldn't react to another attack, not without supernatural speed.\n\nThe two who fell down picked up their sword and charged her. Perhaps she should run?*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She backed up to get away from the rest of the attackers, moving away with multiple dashes backwards. Zara was overwhelmed and only proved to be able to kill two of them. Her only choices were to flee, or keep fighting until one side failed entirely.\nPerhaps they would listen to demands, implying they knew how to speak. Perhaps she could have started with that before even fighting... But it was too late for that now.\nZara stood ready to defend from any other incoming attacks.*\n\n\nStamina: Considerably Fatigued.\nMANA: 30/70**"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The Kuileis seems to be readying themselves, reforming into a formation with the sword-and-shieldman on the side and the spearman in the middle. This could be her opportunity to move away before they decided to pursue her or not.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara then made her decision - she turned tail and bolted to get away. Better to escape and come back later once she's rested to try again, assuming they stuck around after this.\nShe wasn't finished with them yet.\nDue to the size of her Coach, Zara was required to hold it in hand as she ran away. She had no time to stop, take the sheathe out, and put the blade away. It wouldn't slow her down too much, but it would cause a bit of slowness.\nShe would go... Where? Perhaps to the estate to inform the master of what has happened and tell them she'd return later to try again? Or set up camp somewhere and tend to her wounds on her own?\nZara decided to return to the estate, to be upfront with the estate master about this setback. She needed to recover, or she wouldn't make it out of this fight victorious.\nSo she continued running, as best as she could. She hoped they weren't able to keep up with her.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Although the Kuilei was more than capable of catching up with them, they decided not to pursue her for whatever reason.\n\nThe estate master would be waiting for her at the manor, and see that she has been injured multiple time, and looked empty handed.*\n\n\"How'd the mission goes?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As she made it back to the estate, Zara took her scabbard and placed the Coach in it to finally put it away.*\n\"They proved to be more capable than I had thought, though I managed to defeat two,\" *Zara explained.* \"Three remain, but I am injured and cannot continue to fight effectively. I need time to recover, only slightly, and then I will return to finish them off.\"\n*Zara was not going to rest until she was back in peak condition - her rest would restore some MANA, fatigue, and health states, if she was allowed to do so here. She was not fit to remain in the wilds as the smell of her blood may attract predators to attack.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Mmph. I think you can take a rest here if you wished. Should they flee, I would need proof of their destruction for partial payment.\"\n\n*The manor lord would offer a spot in the lobby for her to rest in, with a Qua worker looking over her*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Of course. When I return, I will collect the heads of those I destroyed and bring them back,\" *Zara offered.\nShe then went with the manor lord/Qua worker to the lobby room she was offered. She thanked the manor lord and entered the room to rest.\nWhile resting, Zara would tend to her blades, inspecting for damage and dullness in the edges. Whatever dullness there was in the blades she would sharpen with a stone. There was nothing she could do right now to repair any present damages as she had no kit, therefore she would need to consult a blacksmith after this was done to repair them.\nZara checked her wounds and allowed the Qua worker to help with restoring her from injury. Multiple of the injuries were on her back due to the Cooled taking advantage of her lowered guard as she was dealing with another. She'd either need to deal with them all at once, or quickly dispatch each individual before another can take advantage.\nWith that, Zara would rest to recover.*\n\n**Post-Rest Statuses:\nCondition: Slightly Injured\nFatigue: Fine\nMANA: 50/70**"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*After the recovery, she could go back to the battlefield, and it seems most of the Kuileis had fled, leaving behind gemstones that were worth 200 silver in total, plus their swords. There was nothing else to be found on the battlefield.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She returned after her short rest and travel. No Cooled left besides the bodies and their gems.\nWith that, Zara got to work collecting what was there to take. The swords, she would potentially resell for a profit. The gems, she'd give to the estate master to pay for any damages the Cooled may have caused to their property. The heads, she'd take as proof of two dead.\nZara kept alert in case they were hiding again...*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*There would be no hiding Kuileis and it seems the camp they were in was now deserted. The gems was rejected, and she could keep it for herself. Since the mission was completed partially, she would be paid 100 silver for her troubles.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Zara returned to the estate after the fact and met with the estate master once more.\nShe turned over the heads as proof, and the gems to compensate for any losses caused by the Cooled.\nThe only other thing she'd resell was the weapons. The sword (and kite shield unless it was destroyed?), and the spear of both Cooled units killed.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I'm not taking your gems, these are yours to keep.\" \n*The estate master doesn't seems interested, but he would take the gems if she insisted. The weapons were salvaged by the Kuileis and nowhere to be found.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Since the estate lord refused the gems, Zara kept them for herself. A small amount of extra profit, at least.\nIf there was nothing else, Zara would take her reward, bid her farewells and leave the estate.\nIt wasn't a complete victory, but at least it wasn't a complete loss. That was good enough for her.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Ah Pinaccelia... Land best used for its sea and slave trades. Nothing screamed an Elven land more. Well high Elven anyways. Terrel would walk through the main city that sat adjacent to the coast, just close enough for the salty air to meet his nose. The Elf never cared to associate with the higher elves when traveling through their land, naught because of their questionable morality of their trades, but more so how haughty they typically were for their standings among others. Well that and he kept himself more secluded when wandering through bigger Capitols.\n\nThe Elf would make his way through the main streets, occasionally passing glances at those that stared too long as if in recommendation to look elsewhere which, with a pig mask on, may have come across differently, something more defiant. His horse followed behind him, his saddlebags visible as the Elf looked to find a good shop to restock on supplies while he was here. He'd wish to just pass through, though if he left without getting anything, he'd probably come to regret it later.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Compared to the harsh scents and sounds of the Italian dock towns, the Pinnecelian coasts were far softer, almost elegant. The hustle and bustle of commerce was still present, but the edges of said work were smoothed. At least, that's how it felt to Kerala, who had experienced both worlds along the sea. Her ears twitched inquisitively despite her stony expression as she cantered down the main road, her draft horse whinnying softly. Her crossbow sat drawn in her lap, the bolt glinting dully - as it was a warning bolt, blunted at the end to leave little lasting damage.*\n**\"A far grander city, but a port town nonetheless... More merchants than fisherman, this time. Mishaps the food will be more pleasant...\"**\n*She mused to herself in Run ran, searching once more for a place to eat.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would walk by, his gaze shifting to the woman as he passed. He found his eyes falling upon her crossbow as it sat out in the open.*\"Subtle aren't you?\"*He'd find himself saying to her, a hint of amusement in his words with the knowledge of having his own crossbow and sword tucked away from view. While she seemed to keep it out as a warning for others, Terrel found preference in leaving it as a surprise for anyone who dared attempt to get the one up on him. At least this way they wouldn't be prepared prior. His horse would let out a quiet huff of air, almost as sort of greeting in noticing her steed after going some time without seeing another.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The comment would cause Kerala to halt her steed, the draft horse easing to a stop and turning to face the other equine - returning a similar huff. The Karimi leered at Terrell a moment as she sized him up, slowly noticing his concealed weapons, though unsure of what they were specifically.*\n\"Subtlety isn't something I concern myself with, Sinai. Who are you to speak of inconspicuousness?\"\n*She'd fire back, raising a loose hand to point at his mask, smirking slightly.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"I'm glad you consider me a friend. Something like that is harder to come by than most think.\"\n\n*He says with a smile, taking his spoon and scooping up some soup, blowing on it to cool it.*\n\n\"Wonder if this'll be any good. Elven cooking and all... I usually hang out in Salvainia, so I haven't had much save for when I was a boy.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I think it's something neither of us have had in a while. I've been surviving on, well, you know. You?\"\n\n*Sakai takes her own spoonful of soup, letting it cool before tasting it.*\n\n\"Mmm, it's nice and creamy! The flavor's nice, though it could use a little more salt. This would be great with noodles.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Just going by the day I suppose... Whatever's available.\"\n\n*Horace says with a shrug, surprised by the surge of energy from Yakaiyo's response.\"\n\n\"Well if it's all that.\"\n\n*The elf takes a bite of the soup, his expression softening from the flavor. He silently admires the taste, soon going in for another spoonful. He hums with enjoyment, it's flavor perfect.*\n\n\"Mm~ A warm meal really does go along way... How's the wine?\"\n\n*The elf asks, taking the bottle and pouring himself a small glass. He brings it to his lips, admiring the gentle aroma for a moment as he takes a sip.*\n\"Nice and chilled. Good wine, good food, good company... Feels-... Well, good.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"The wine's great after a long week. Helps to take the mind off the past. Even if only temporarily.\"\n\n*Sakai's smile remains happy, but it has a heavy sense of melancholy in it. A pain echoed through her heart; to suppress it, another glass was quickly downed. The Breton also continues to eat the delicious soup, savoring its taste.*\n\n\"That's a word I haven't heard in a long time, since the house burned and the world turned against me.\"\n\n*Sakai laughs a bit at her wordplay, despite the description being of her wounded past.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I guess, yeah... Though I only really start to forget when I can't remember *Anything*... Head's weird n' all that.\"\n\n*Horace watches as Yakaiyo works at her wine on a much quicker pace. His unsureness written on his face, wondering what she could be thinking about. Well, her words certainly clued him in. He shakes his head, gently reaching across the table and taking Yakaiyo's hang reassuringly.*\n\n*He doesn't say much though, not exactly sure what to say either way. Slinking back lightly into his chair and raising his glass.*\n\n\"Cheers?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The Breton raises her glass as Horace does.*\n\n\"Cheers. For another day.\"\n\n*And another glass goes down Sakai's throat. Her cheeks begin to turn red from the alcohol.*\n\n\"Is it just me, or is it getting a bit warm in here?\"\n\n*Noticing Horace clasping her hand, the vampires reciprocates. Her skin was smooth, not indicative of hardship whatsoever, yet the knuckles of the hand were rock hard.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*The village has been coming along quite nicely. Enough for Kibaru to Embark on a sea voyage every now and again. Where he would resume his business of trading the usual route and new ones alike. But for now he was picking up shipment from Runra. Spices and rice for the most part*\n\n*The Kemonomimi had decided to take a little stroll seeing as everything was in order. He might be able to spot an new resource or even someone of interest. The Kemonomimi felt at home in Runra. His tails swayed slightly. It was hard to tell the exact amount of tails, but it seemed to be around 5. Tails with a bright blue colour matching his wolven ears. His hair was a navy colour.*\n\n*It being starting to be spring, he wore his open blue leather jacket, Revealing his bare and toned body covered in scars. His pair of black pant was just below his knees, seemingly torn, but more out of a fashion choice than wear. His feet were wrapped by white muddied wrappings. On his waist was a Katana, decorated slightly, clearly not a cheap one*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Among the actual goods to be purchased at the market there were quite a few mercenaries in town today. Some were in groups, others seemed to be alone.\n\nOn one of the street corners adjacent to the marketplace stood a young mercenary who looked quite unlike the others. She wore an interesting suit of armor and a red leotard underneath, a large sword hanging on her back as she leaned against a large pike. Her eyes were surveying the area, and she noticed KIA as he was walking along, though didn't say anything. She looked only about 19, a little young to be a mercenary.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*As Kibaru browsed the wears, he took notice of the girl. He bought some meat skewers before approaching the young woman. His age also seemed to be quite young, but Kemonomimi always seemed younger than they were. And the scars and his way of walking clearly showed his was quite experienced in combat.*\n\n\"Why hello there. You a mercenary?\" *He asked fluently in the Runran tongue*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She looked to him and gave a nod.* \"I am. I'm also looking to get out of here. My rate's lower than anyone else here.\" *She said as she stood upright and stopped leaning on her pike.* \"Hara Mayo, at your service.\" *She bowed her head politely. Her scar looked old, probably earned that long before maturity.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Okami. An alias. As every adventurer should have.\" *Kibaru bowed back to her* \"How about a protection job. In turn I'll pay you with a free ride. Meals included\" *Kibaru asked tilting his head slightly at her*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Where too? Somewhere far away sounds good to me.\" *She asked, a little interested. She wasn't the most experienced mercenary and wasn't going to haggle for money.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well, we'll be going to Salvainia, Dazabia and towards lake argon where there is a friendly little village under development. That place will need a few merchs. Even if it has some of the strongest I've seen. Maybe you could even get a little training from them\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She knew enough about geography to know that was far away, she gave a nod, stepped forward and offered her hand out for a shake.* \"Alright, I'll sign on.\" *She offered a faint smile.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Alrighty then. It's a pleasure to have you onboard. Grab your belonging and I'll lead the way to the ship\" *Kibaru took her hand a shook it. After he gave her a meat skewer* \"Try some. They are really good\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She shook his hand and scooped up her bag from the floor, slinging it over her left shoulder.* \"A pleasure.\" *Her eyes flicked over the meat skewer and took it. She took a bite and judging by her satisfied look she liked it, taking another bite before handing it back.* \"Tastes good, I don't think I've had one of these before.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Please, you can have that\" *Kibaru said with another in his own hand* \"But I'm glad you enjoyed it at least. I might start selling some of these myself\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"If you can cook this good you'd get a lot of customers, I think I'll buy these more often.\" *She offered a slight smirk and continued to eat them as they headed off.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I do get allot of customers, actually. That's why I'm here\" *Kibaru said as he began to walk towards the port* \"In order to get spices and ingredients for my eatery in Salvainia. And some Supplies for that village I mentioned. Soon I'll be setting up shop there as well\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh, a Chef? I've only been to a fancy place to eat once when I was young.\" *She idly mentioned as she walked alongside him.* \"So how big is this village of yours?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"So far it's 20 houses under construction, though more will soon come. 2 Bath houses, and alchemy shop. Furniture shop, 2 large bath houses. A guild bigger than the village and larger in\" *Kibaru said with a smile as he looked back at her*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"By the sound of things, you're the one running things?\" *She raised her brow, now quite curious.* \"I wouldn't imagine someone just chipping in to memorize all that.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. Favours come a long way with merchants. And so does profit with a new village. And you too can make some profit.\" *Finally at the port, Kibaru would gesture towards his ship* \"That is my Vessel\" *The ship was quite decent and big.* \"Aqua Wolf\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Her eyes looked over the ship, she didn't really know what made a ship good enough. It looked big though.* \"It's a lovely ship. How long until we leave?\" *She said and then finished off her meat skewer, still holding the stick.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Thank you very much. As for departure. We still have half an hour. But feel free to get on and make yourself comfortable on the ship. If you want. Unless you have other plans\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'll just wait on the ship. Do I get my own cabin?\" *She assumed she wasn't going to get a cabin and asked in a slightly joking manner, but certainly wasn't going to say no to a cabin.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Mmmm... Yeah. Not very big, but yeah. Crewman typically sleep in their courters and escorts or so sleep in their own room. So You have your own little cabin. Pick which ever one of the 4 you like\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Her eyes lit up a little, relieved as she'll have her own small cabin.* \"Oh? Oh! I wasn't expecting to actually get a cabin, Thank you.\" *She offered a smile.* \"I'll claim a cabin and help around with getting the ship ready. I'll see you soon then?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I mean. It's not like I'm really going to go anywhere. Infact. I could show you around the ship. Dont feel like you need to do any other work than look tough and pretty.\" *Kibaru smiled at her seeming excited for her own cabin*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh please, I don't have to try to do that.\" *She had a light smirk on her lips.* \"I'll happily lend a hand, I don't want to feel like a free-loader. But I'll accept the tour!\" *She smiled and went to board the boat.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Free leader, nah. I hired you for your services. Which I hope you're good at.\" *Kibaru followed her up with his tails gently swaying behind him*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"If you say so~\" *She looked back, still lightly smirking. She stepped onboard the boat and looked around.* \"Well, after you.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Very well. Follow me\" *Kibaru said before leading the way past the men into the ship and down the stairs.* \"Just watch your head. And the steps\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She'd follow along, making sure to look around. She headed down the steps with him.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*A while would pass with Kibaru showing Hara the important stuff before they came back up to top.* \"Well. We should be departing now\" *While he said that the planks were drawn in and anchors raised.* \"Hope you've said your goodbyes. You're about to embark onto a new journey\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm ready to leave, don't worry. I've been ready for a long time now.\" *She'd lean against the railing on the side of the ship to watch it cast off.* \"You come back here often, don't you?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah. Every now and again. I do have a trade route and contracts to follow. But it's not always business. I often have fun picking up woman as I go\" *He joked as he slowly shook his head side to side*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh? Should I expect this village to be filled with ladies you've plucked off the street?\" *She jokingly asked, looking towards him while leaning on the railing.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"No. Luckily not... But they can be found somewhere off on their own adventures. Having fun and enjoying life\" *Kibaru had a slight smile as he imagined it* \"Always glad to help people see the world\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She smirked and shook her head.* \"Well, I'm going to relax in my cabin for the time being. I'll come and bother you later mm?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Makes sense.\"\n\n*The canifor's gaze was intimidating, to say the least. The treton nervously gulps, despite Revenant being her savior. She's starting to think that it was more to kill elves rather than saving her. Yakaiyo's not complaining though. She's alive, they're dead.*\n\n\"Ok... Dammit. Goddammit.\"\n\n*Quickly, the black robed woman clutches at her neck, feeling nothing.*\n\n\"NO!\"\n\n*Yakaiyo takes in a deep breath, screaming.*\n\n\"SO BE IT THEN! I CANNOT EVEN BE SENTENCED TO DEATH WITHOUT A SINGLE REMINDER!\"\n\n*The treton eventually calms down, breathing hard.*\n\n\"Sorry. They've just taken things that are very important to me. I know that I am in no shape to go retrieve them now though. Where to?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "The beast's ears tip upward at Sakai's sudden yelling, raising a brow at her panicked gesture. An irritated grumble escapes his lips, not particularly enjoying such unwarranted screaming. Times like that, he'd really wish he didn't have so sensitive hearing as to flinch at situations like this.\n\n**\"Some keepsake, I presume?\"** He inquires, helping the Breton stand up. His posture was no less daunting, towering nearly a foot over the woman at full height. Though for what it's worth, he did not seem to harbor any hostile intent toward her.\n\nThe Revenant lets a low sigh, his eyes roaming the fort for any potential threats. None... At least for now. **\"You can replace a weapon... But you can't replace a memory. If you have lead as to where your possessions might be, I can retrieve them. Within reason, of course. I am a busy man.\"**"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah. Several. I don't know where they are, but my best bet would be the dungeon I was held in. The problem is, I don't know where the dungeon is relative to here. If you know where it is, then perhaps we can retrieve them now. If it requires further investigation, I would rather get water and rest first.\"\n\n*It's evident that the treton's health has deteriorated. Dark spots have formed under crimson eyes, and her voice is slightly raspy from a dry throat.*\n\n\"Where... Will we go?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "**\"If there is any notable detail you can remember of your prison cell, I can track it down... Eventually. Though I make no promises either of your possessions could be retrieved soon.\"** He stated matter-of-factly, shrugging. \n\nThe beast paused, quietly regarding Sakai's decrepit state. **\"We... Are close enough to the Lyman border. They will not risk a pursuit there. I have a safe place in Pep or to stay in. If we follow the river, we should make it by nightfall.\"**"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*She shook her head at his jest, wondering if he was about to go looking for a ball; just to find a reason for wearing that thing. Her eyes returned to the elf, a perplexed expression slowly forming as she listened to him agree with her complaints.*\n\"You have disdain for your own kind, then? Some sort of trouble in the past? Not that it's my place to ask, just... Silnari are usually quite proud, especially of their heritage...\"\n*The okamimi mused, averting her gaze as she settled her steed into a similarly casual trot.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would shift his gaze over to her. Elves never really had a good name when it came to anything, and frankly he only found himself having to fall under it just for the sake of being a Sinai as well. The stereotypes never really appeased him, besides if he stuck around them for too long, he may well just end up acting like the rest of them. He didn't care much for that, and Elf or not, he wasn't defined by it.*\"What's there to be proud of about it, hm?\"*He'd ask her in a tone suggesting that he was curious to know himself. What has heritage ever done for him? Given him advantages? Unique abilities? Fame and fortune? No, he was simply an Elf from the Steppes, never to be seen as anything more than that.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"The founding of an empire, being the seat of almost all of the renaissance and the origin of majority of the regional powers... Rich culture, beautiful towns and cities, prosperity and trade... Though quite a few nations can claim the last few.\"\n*She rattled off a few of the highlights of the Silnarian legacy, shrugging at the end of her spiel as they slowed their gait before the entrance to a more pleasant-looking tavern. Having studied under Keguntan scholars, Ikehara's mind was rife with tales of most of the grand imperial powers of the past few hundred years. She learnt these begrudgingly, however, much preferring practicing with her crossbow in the university yard. Giving a soft huff, she lowered herself from the saddle, leading her horse by the reigns and moving him to the nearby stable.*\n\"How does this place look? To your liking, you grace?\"\n*She'd ask with mock reverence, giving an exaggerated curtsey as she held back a snicker.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Hm...\"*He'd say in a thoughtful tone, most of which generated from the Kemonomimi able to answer right off the top of her head.*\"Doesn't sound like anything I've done.\"*Drawing closer to the stables, Terrell would eventually dismount from his horse. Being asked how the place look, he'd find himself resuming his previous regal tone, finding it hard to not laugh at it.*\"Quite immaculate, I'd say. Just what my Royal steed requires.\"*In handing off his horse so that he could be left at the stable for the time being, Terrell would turn his gaze back to Kerala.*\"Shall we make our way to the Tavern now m'lady?\"*He'd question, holding out an arm as if to escort her.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Ikehara could only be bemused by his act, wondering if he was trying to be charming or just mischievous. Either way, it wasn't a poor effort. She'd loop her arm with his, pulling him a little closer as she giggled quietly.*\n\"Of course, good sir. Please, be my guest~\"\n*She returned in a similarly refined tone, gesturing to the doors with her free hand.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would allow a grin to form on his face, hiding away his mischief with something more genuine. Arms entwined, sides grazing one another, almost like the duo were going to an actual ball. He didn't mind the act, finding humor in it with her simply playing along. The Elf would head towards the Tavern, opening the door for the two of them to head inside before walking through to find them a place to sit at. Deciding to take a nice booth in the corner, he'd head over before lightly gesturing down towards it for her to take a seat in.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Ikehara would acquiesce, bowing slightly as she took the seat, thanking him softly in as refined a voice as she could be bothered with. Her expression had not shifted, still entirely enjoying this little charade; now gesturing to the seat opposite.*\n\"Good sir, will you not fine with me? It would be a pleasure.\"\n*She chided, her words betrayed by the wide smile on her lips.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"If the lady requests it, who am I to deny her the wish?\"*Terrell would say back, giving a clearly exaggerated bow before taking a seat across from her with her supposed permission. He was planning to stay anyway, figuring the place a good enough stop to get something to eat before heading back on the road.*\"What seems to suit your taste today m'lady?\"*He'd eventually ask upon getting comfortable, or as comfortable as he could get while keeping the joking poised look. It was a wonder how actual noblemen could do all this day to day. Funny at first, but surely it gets tiring after a while.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"It was... Dark, not very well kept. Seemed like a low-budget jail. The metal is old and rusted, though some spots are a dark grey instead. I'd say about an hour from the cell to the gallows, on a horse cart.\"\n\n\"Alright. Thank you. Which way?\"\n\n*Looking up to the sky, Yakaiyo can see the setting sun in the West. Lymia was... East?*\n\n\"I presume East. The cell is most likely west. They wouldn't hold criminals so close to the border.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "The jackal seems to regard Sakai's words, humming deeply in thought. Blackened claws knead the scruff of his neck, his intense gazed affixed on the Breton woman. **\"Aye, it's a few ways off to the east from here. Will you be able to walk? We will have a bit of ground to cover by nightfall.\"**\n\nHe moves down toward a nearby mangled corpse of a town guard, kneeling before it. Undisturbed by his own morbid handiwork leaving behind a viscous puddle of blood on soot, he pilfers a few weapons, including a short sword, alongside a longbow and quiver. **\"You mentioned you can handle yourself with a few weapons, did you not? Oh, and...\"** He reaches for the familiar flask from his bandolier, offering the half-finished liquor to Sakai. **\"Not quite as effective as water for hydrating, but it will have to do until we reach the riverside.\"**"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well, we'll see. I should be able to keep up a decent pace, unless I pass out along the way.\"\n\n*Short sword, bow. The weapons she was used to. The bow was a bit too big for her liking, but she could wield it well nonetheless. Her own weapons were two short swords, though far less bulky than these Silnarian ones, but equips 2 nonetheless, slinging the bow and quiver over her shoulder.*\n\n\"Yeah, I can handle a few of the lighter ones. Thanks. Better than water for me; it helps block out the memories.\"\n\n*Yakaiyo soon chugs the liquor inside the bandolier, not stopping, not even to breathe. Once she finishes, she hands the flask back to the canifor, beginning to walk east.*\n\n\"If I do pass out, I hope you're bringing me there.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "A vague mirthless smirk flashes at the corners of the jackal's lips upon watching Sakai chug down the liquor voraciously. Hell knows how long the woman was left without food or water, considering she was being sent to the gallows. \n\n**\"Mm... Liquor's useful for a few things. Numbing unpleasant memories is one of them.\"** He agrees, fixing the position of his own recurve bow across the shoulder. He moves towards the town gates, retrieving the black duster coat he'd tossed along with his previous dramatic entrance and covering himself in it.\n\n**\"I won't make promises I cannot keep, aside from *Trying* To keep you alive through this. Word of what happened here will spread fast, and we'll have pursuers in our tail before long. For all I know, they might even risk their treaty with Lyman if it means a chance to capture me.\"**"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well, trying's all I need. I can't expect everything handed to me on a silver platter. Seems like we'll have to move quickly then.\"\n\n*Yakaiyo picks up a spear from one of the fallen guards. Not only was it a bit better than dual wielding short swords, but she wanted something she could brace herself against just in case she became even more light-headed than she already was.*\n\n\"What's up with... You know. That metal doesn't look like anything that can be forged easily, and part of it just... Disappeared?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "**\"Far from that, really. Make no mistake, I play savior to no one out the goodness of my heart. You are alive because your abilities might be of use to my ends.\"**\n\nHe retorts with a mirthless frown, leading the way off into the wilderness of Solaria's frontier. This far from Floor, nature had remained verdant and undiluted, a winded forest path stretching ahead of them a few meters away from the town's entrance. \n\n**\"This?\"** He holds one forearm arm, where a hollow spot laid between the side of his wrist, keeping a seemingly furled mass of aberrant Stygian metal. With a clench of his fist, the metal gradually begins to unfurl and expand on either direction, reforming the aberrant blades he had used to dispose of his foes one by one. **\"I'll give you a hint. I was not *Born* With those.\"**"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*\"Where the fuck am i\" Was the first thought that blazed through his head as he walks along the path of Runra, from what he remembered at least he was running around trying to catch a runaway coin that was rolling along and hasn't stopped until it dropped inside a large crate to which he followed and then everything went dark well almost he was in a crate for a while not really knowing where he's heading, he woke up to moving as the crate he was in shook and he was placed down somewhere he checked the lid and it slid open so he made a swift escape! Now he's just wandering around aimlessly not really knowing what to do and how he'd get home...*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The soil would crunch underfoot as she made her way through the bamboo forest. Tall stalks of wood seemed to stretch up for miles into the sky while down below, the ground remained covered in a layer of fog, making the place appear much darker than it actually was. At June's sides were her Jackal and Air strider. The remaining two companions from her trip around Raoul Ta. Now finding themselves in such a mystical place, June couldn't help but feel more cautious.*\"Stay close guys...\"*She'd whisper to the two of them.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He eventually found himself in some kind of foggy forest (?) But instead of trees there were very tall green circular sticks all around him, he couldn't see past the fog so he wandered aimlessly again occasionally cutting the green sticks in his way and walking serenely and humming a tune that he forgot the lyrics of, well as serene as being lost in an unfamiliar place can be tho he hasn't seen any trouble yet so.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*June's ears would perk up on top of her head as she'd hear the distant sound of humming, suspecting another to be out in this forest with her. A spirit perhaps? Or maybe just another person?*\"Who's there-?\"*She'd suddenly say out to the forest, tightening her grip on the staff she held just in case something happened. Her animals would come to a stop at the same time she did, both peering out the forest with added curiosity.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*His own ears perk at the sound and he went to investigate, though thankfully it wasn't some weird creature and just a person- er wolf person*\n\n \"Uh hi?\" \n\n*He says awkwardly not really seeming much of a threat maybe it's the environment but he seemed calmer which caught even himself off guard.* \"No need to uh point your big stick at me- I'm not a danger... Just extremely lost\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*June would grow still finding another person out here, part of her just thinking that she was talking to herself out here at first.*\"Who... Are you...?\"*She'd ask, loosening her hold on her weapon for just a moment in not wanting to upset the person for a potential misunderstanding.*\"What... Are you...?\"*A look of confusion would cross her face as she'd look the Raccoon person over, not exactly sure what to make of them.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I asked you first, and I'm an elf thank you very much!\" *He says getting closer and crossing his arms, he curiosity grew the more he looks this new person up and down but somehow his paranoia isn't acting up so that's nice, he taps his feet in some sort of rhythm as he awaits an answer.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"You're an... Elf...?\"*She'd ask in confusion, daring to draw slightly closer for a better look of the unusually small Sinai. The Cantor had met quite a few Elves before, though none that looked like him.*\"Why are you dressed... Like a raccoon?\"*June would look at him more quizzically now with her initial surprise gone. Becoming curious of this new person, her Jackal would make his way over to him and would sniff at him for the time being.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"We don't talk about why I'm dressed like a raccoon, if you're still asking it's a uh 'artistic choice'\" *He says, he sees the jackal walking towards him and sniffing him to which he awkwardly waved at the creature* \"Uhh hi?\" *The jackal sniffed his pockets and sack probably for danger and he didn't really mind he wasn't about to stop the creature from sniffing him, he just lets it happen apparently.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Right...\"*She'd say quietly in response.*\"Here, Jace-\"*June would call her pet back over. After a disgruntled huff of air, the Jackal would eventually return to her. It didn't seem like this person was much of a threat. That was at least enough reason for her to relax. She'd plant her staff in the ground, leaning against it.*\"You wouldn't... Happen to know if there were any spirits here... Would you...?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Aw, that's no fun. How about a little game?\"\n\n*Instead of rushing straight at the swordsman, Yakaiyo turns tail and runs behind the nearest tree. She couldn't afford to take a slash; unlike a thrust to the gut, it could destroy her entire chest, or pop off a limb. Something she couldn't quite handle yet.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm not here to play games, murderer.\" The aura around his blade grew stronger. \"You've had your chance to surrender.\"\nHe turned his head and muttered something to the mage. The latter gave a nod in response and channeled his aura further. The cyan color shifted into a crimson one. He pushed his hands together as the energy erupted ablaze. It seemed like a fireball in preparation, visibly and audibly. The mage held his action, waiting for an opportunity to strike as he stepped a bit closer.\nThe general got close enough to the tree. After that, an unknown source of energy unleashed from his boot as it propelled his next step forth with impressive speed. He stepped to the right side of the tree as to peek behind it. In the meantime, he had raised his sword above his right shoulder, the one revealed to the other side of the trunk. It was already pointed towards his target area of attack and was prepared for a thrusting motion. He speared the blade forth with an attempt to pierce whoever hid behind, the aura in the edge bursting in white smoke to empower his strike."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"So. What you up to there, bud?\" *The Kemonomimi asked after clearing his throat to no avail*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*A faint blue light flared up through the On's half-hidden horns. He quickly turned his head away from his work, half expecting it to be one of the people from the lodge. However, it looked to be some Kemonomimi that he had never come across before.*\"Not very wise announcing your presence to a mage you're sneaking up on wouldn't you think?\"*He questioned him, partially confused as to where the Kimono came from to begin with.*\"Who are you, anyway?\"*He asked in return, not answering Subaru's question right away.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh-.\"*She'd say. It appeared that even all the way out here, lost travelers seemed to find their ways into the forests. Unlike Salvania, however, Juna didn't know her way around the bamboo forest. Perhaps she could simply retrace her steps back out though.*\"Do you... Know if you live anywhere around here...?\"*She'd ask him.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uh no I came here on a crate? While chasing a coin and then I ended up on some docks and then I stumbled in here!\" *He explains hands waving around animatedly to emphasize his point* \"I was hoping you'd know a way back to the desert\" *He said shrugging, he's definitely lost and Terrell is definitely going to do that disappointed head shake, his pride cannot take any more of that-*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"The... Desert...?\"*She'd ask in confusion, trying to put the pieces of the puzzle together. He was from the desert, then ended up on some docks in a crate and was now here.*\"Are you... From overseas...?\"*The Canifor would ask. Part of her wasn't even sure if there was a desert over here from what she had seen of the place. Could he have simply sailed all the way over here in a crate?*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I think? I don't know much maybe all I know is I was in a crate for a long time\" *He confesses, he might have slept around 3 is times, the holes of the crate that kept him breathing was blocked so he couldn't see much, he continued to rock back and forth and occasionally looking around the surroundings for... Something.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She'd take a moment to think about it. It was hard to pinpoint where exactly he came from when the Raccoon hardly knew where he was from himself.*\"Do you know the name of the desert or... Rather the name of the country near where the docks were?\"*She'd decide to ask instead.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uh I think it was Chu? Tho to be honest that running after a coin took far longer and far more difficult\" *He replies, that coin was running for its life and didn't give Nylon much of a chance to catch it until he got stuck in a crate, if you were wondering his impulses weren't in check no.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"...Chu?\"*She asked him, her face contorted with confusion. The Canifor had never been there herself, but wasn't that the desert far south of Ramul Ta?*\"Like... The desert south of Mentia...? Why would... Why would you chase a coin that far...?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uhh, well I was probably at Chu then when I got into the crate I sailed around for a bit, and why? That was my lucky coin and I need it to essentially do things without getting into trouble... Too much\" *He sat down on the ground after a few minutes of standing, the origin of the coin was that he found it lying around in the sand somewhere, and he dubbed it his lucky penny, warning: The penny does not have any lucky abilities Nylon just thinks it's cool.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"I'll let you pick, I'm not one to fuss about food.\"\n*Ikehara returned with a nod, laughing as she dropped the act and shook her head. It had tired her out already, but she hadn't had this much fun in a while. Her attention drifted around the tavern, the sparse patronage despite the soft din was far to her tastes - crowds were a pain, especially for someone her size.*\n\"So... The hair is interesting. Natural?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would lean back in his seat, relaxing away from the formality to something much more casual. Seems like she wanted him to order, though he suspected she had a bigger preference of meat in her dish than he ever would. As the server would come to take their order, he'd decide to get a plate of rice with some sweet potatoes for him and the same for Kerala in addition to some fish. At least the seafood should be a specialty this close to the water. With them leaving with the order, Terrell would eventually turn back to Kerala, saying:*\"Yeah it's natural...\"*His fingers would reach up towards it, lightly tugging at the locks of air.*\"Pretty uncommon, at least by Richard standards... You can imagine what growing up with it was like...\"*He'd say with a chuckle.*\"But I guess it works well with the mask at least.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I think it suits you. Yes, an odd colour, but not unpleasant.\"\n*She'd assure him, smiling warmly at him as she approved his choice of meal. Her ears would twitch gently as she ran a finger through her own hair, the ashen mess relenting at her touch.*\n\"Though not uncommon, my hair colour would be mocked as a young pup... Children are cruel things.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yeah, that's why I prefer not having to put up with them. All talk until a fight actually breaks out...\"*He'd say as he gazed at her hair.*\"Odd, that hair color is pretty common for a High Elf. I think it works well on you compared to other colors. Lets you stand out more.\"*The Elf would tap at the side of his mask with a faint grin in suggestion of it doing the same.*\"Before it was a crutch, but now I suppose it just makes you unique.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well, aren't you a charmer...~\"\n*She cooed, her lips curling into another grin. Resting her chin on her hands as she propped up her head with her elbows, she gazed at him a little closer, for the moment searching for scars or bruises. Pariahs rarely escape without something to remember them by.*\n\"From where in the empire do you hail? I know not your strain of Silvan...\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I like to say things as they are.\"*He'd respond back more casually. Charming wouldn't be how he'd describe himself, though he did suppose he practically complemented her. The Elf would glance back at her, catching her staring for a while. For what reason, he wasn't sure, but it did cause him to sink back into his seat a bit. For the most part his face seemed to rid of any scarring, at least where the mask didn't cover. His face was appeared almost completely smooth, save for the smallest bit of stubble at his chin which would have suggested the start of a beard had it ever grown out. \n\nIt seemed the hair on his head had already taken over with that.*\"From the steppes.\"*He'd say in a way that was like a play off his race.*\"Came from a town mostly dependent on the farming plantations around it. Was never really that big of the place, so traveling allows me to see more of the empires.\"*The Elf's gaze would shift to the other people in the tavern, never too stagnant on any one thing for long.*\"I'm guessing it wasn't the same for you?\"*He'd question as he'd look back at her.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Hmm... The steppes were mostly untouched by the Empire's grasp, no? I imagine that's shaped your view of things.\"\n*Ikehara supposed, noticing his shying away and darting her eyes away - last thing she wanted to do was make him uncomfortable. Yes, his face was free of blemishes, as expected of an elf, yet she noticed the small amount of facial hair - his claims to heritage of the steppes rung true...*\n\n\"Immaculate... Unless you're hiding something under that mask.\"\n*Again she'd coo, maybe a little too pensive as she mulled over the thought, her ears flattening slowly as she focused.*\n\"I was raised in the republic, under the watchful eye of Runran scholars, funded by the plutocrats to chronicle and ponder the past... While I enjoy the history of my peoples, it was tiresome...\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"For the most part.\"*He'd say to confirm her thoughts.*\"The empire never goes unheard of though, no matter how often you cover your ears.\"*As they talked, the drinks would eventually arrive. Simply water to quench their thirst, but Terrell made no move to grab it as the cups were left on the table.\n\nHis focus seemed more on her as she'd suggest him hiding something under his mask. Terrell would give a light chuckle, saying:*\"I'm sure you've seen enough elves to be able to guess what I look like under the mask. Rarely different.\"*It seemed to reflect on its original uniqueness, perhaps to stand apart from the rest. Whether what he said was true or not, it would have to remain a mystery. \n\nHe'd listen to her explain how she grew up having to learn their history, most likely not enjoying it with how she spoke of it and the way her ears lowered.*\"Is that why you travel by seaside nowadays?\"*He'd question her in asking if she chose to simply leave.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Ryker looked between the Kemonomimi and the construct. It's been a while since he's seen anyone interested in magitech. At least not since he had originally left Amongko. Granted he was hardly well-versed then either. He removed the gauntlet he was wearing from his hand, deciding to take a pause from his work for now.*\"Do you know about golems?\"*He asked the Kemonomimi.*\"Or Kuilei as... Your kind typically utilize as far I'm aware historically.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes. I know of them. I've... Had the misfortune to encounter a few. Not so talkative and pretty violent in some cases\" *Subaru answered with a nod as he inspected the gantlet as well*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He regarded him for a moment.*\"Quite lucky you got the chance to see them in action. I've been having to work blindly for some time with them being a rare occurrence for me to witness. Fortunately, I've recently gained one as an ally so I now have something to work off of.\"*The Oni stood up and took a couple steps back from the construct.*\"I'm working on something similar, but attempting to make it more useful as a Mount with a different design and much larger in size. Decided to base it on these Draram creatures I've encountered recently.\"*He eventually answered, seeming rather proud of what looked to be a mesh of metal and earth. If the Draram image imprinted anything, it looked to be as if the construct was lying on its side, completely unmoving however.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well you've got a long way ahead of you from the looks of it. But at least you've gotten a start in the project of yours... Can't say I've ever met any who are quite so fascinated with these golems before now.\" *Subaru look at the metal scattered about* \"The question is what do you need to get it to move\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"It's uncommon for someone to be, I've noticed.\"*He said in response, crossing his arms thusly.*\"Ever since I've left the east, I haven't really encountered any artificers. I'd hardly consider myself one originally, but I take my learnings seriously. The group I'm currently working with seems to find themselves in constant battles. I'd rather be prepared in any way beforehand.\"*He gazed back at the half-finished construct, answering the Kemonomimi's next question.*\"Mana. A lot of mana. I'll admit, it's very draining putting these constructs together, but once it's finished, it should have enough stored in it to be able to work on its own.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Hmm. Well I guess blue On are blessed with MANA... Compared to their Red counterparts anyhow\" *Subaru nodded with the idea. However, it seemed Subaru ha a little stronger MANA than the on. For the moment...*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "Sol was fairly certain that she'd passed through this area once or twice before, the rough lay of the land faint within her memories, but if she were to be confident of one thing it would be that she'd never rested here. After all, an area off the main road such as this tended to be relatively... Dubious. Such as the mostly-empty bar whose doors she'd just pushed open. She would momentarily hang around by the entrance, making a note of few others around at this hour."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The mostly empty bar was a haven for the Breton. Some peace and quiet, perhaps to finally escape the commotion of the world. Yet the voices weren't silent, still whispering. A gourd of sake lay rest to a set of cups, yet only one person sat at the table. A black haired Breton, fair, but not innocent. Her eyes shifted from azure to violet to crimson at times, difficult to tell.*\n\n*As the door creaked open, those same eyes peered to the newcomer; a woman in white, though she didn't seem to be an ordinary Macon.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Hmm. Hm. Mhm?* Her eyes, glancing from patron to patron, flitted over in the other's general direction just in time to notice her staring back. That settled it; Sol broke into a smile and approached.\n\n\"Hello.\" Was the first word out, once the distance between them was reduced to roughly a metre. \"It's a bit embarrassing to ask, but may I take refugee at your table temporarily?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The smile was reciprocated as the woman drew closer. Refugee? Several had been kind enough to do so in the past; she could afford to do so now.*\n\n\"Oh of course, take a seat. What brings you here?\"\n\n*Sakai poured two more cups out; one for the newcomer, and one for herself. Sol would notice that there were 3 other full cups on the side.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "Taking a seat, Sol dipped her head as she received the cup, pondering momentarily on how much to disclose. Then again, it was probably fine to reveal it for the most part?\n\n\"Thank you. I was originally to pass through here on my way to Cesinor for some clergy duties, though the journey itself got somewhat... Delayed, hence the stopover.\" Sol gestured towards the other filled cups. \"It would be remiss of me to intrude on you any further than this when you're waiting for fellows, so please rest assured that I'll be on my way once they have arrived.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*A nun? Did nuns drink alcohol? Sakai thought that was forbidden; though, she may have been thinking of a different sect.*\n\n\"Oh no, they're not coming any time soon. They're just symbolic, for me. Not for any religious purposes. Speaking of which, which religion are you a part of?\"\n\n*Sakai took a sip of her sake, though never took her eyes off Sol.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "Her new acquaintance sure was sizing her up rather closely... Not that Sol was complaining. After all, attention of any kind from someone who was good-looking was itself beneficial in her books.\n\n\"Ah, where are my manners? Mine given name is Sol, a travelling clergy of Cesin's faith, though you're welcome to call me something else should you desire. And how should I address you in turn, miss?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Sol. Simple, I like it. Resin... That name sounds familiar, though I admit I am not familiar with religion. My name is Sakai, though some call me Aka for short.\"\n\n*Her eyes finally moved for the first time since they met, Sakai downing the rest of the sake before expertly pouring yet another cup.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"And neither am I, even though I've been in the clergy for a good while, so on that count I'd say it's pretty understandable.\" A playful grin adorns her features briefly before it is overtaken by her customary smile. \"If it is not too presumptuous of me, might I ask if you live around this parts?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*An eyebrow was raised for a brief moment, before disappearing back to a porcelain face, and Sakai notices the same in Sol. A nun who wasn't familiar with religion? What a bad nun...*\n\n\"Ah, I used to, somewhere here...\"\n\n*Sakai waved the cup around her face, signaling that she didn't know where exactly.*\n\n\"I've just been wandering around, staying at a friend's house from time to time. I assume you do reside in Solaria?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I do have a place of residence, yes, but most of the time it sits unused since travelling is a large part of my duties. So if you ever pass by Vunraurie and need a place to stay, the spare key is buried in the empty flowerpot.\" Taking a careful sip from the cup, not very bothered by the idea that someone else might overhear. After all, why be concerned when her house was simply a place to put things that she didn't usually carry around, things that she could easily buy?\n\n\"Still, wandering around, hm. Now I'm really curious as to what you do for a living.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh, I'll keep that in mind. Thank you for your generosity!\"\n\n*Vunraurie. Perhaps that would be a potential safe haven for her if she ever wanted to visit Solaria again.*\n\n*Sakai pauses mid-sip upon Sol asking her what she did for a living. In reality, she had been sort of leeching off of Horace in exchange for helping him from time to time, and before that, had been stealing in order to gain money (and was also just stealing food). She was an apothecary a few years ago... Did she even remember how to do it?*\n\n\"Ah, I used to work as an apothecary for some time. I haven't done that in a while; I'm just wandering around for now. Not quite sure what to do.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Could be real though, we don't know that-\" *He replied, hands gripping the nearest bamboo with an iron grip.* \"...How tall do you think it'd be? Actually what kinda jaws do you think it has?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I... Hope not...\"*She'd murmur.*\"What if it attacks people too...? Surely it would be impossible to take on a beast that strong.\"*Though it was clear she had doubt on anyone's survival in encountering a beast like that, she had to admit that some people had managed to take on more than she could have imagined. June would glance up towards the long stalks of bamboo, trying to imagine what kind of animal would eat them.*\"I think... It would be about half the size of this bamboo...\"*She'd begin, trying to remain realistic enough in not assuming it an animal large enough for this forest to be nothing more than a plate of food to it.*\"With large jaws and Va sharp teeth...\"*That alone could follow a description for any predator she figured though most carnivores wouldn't typically eat plants like bamboo.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"..So how am i getting out of this place-\" *He says quickly with a slight squeak in his voice, most definitely more scared than he was before... When is that serene calm feeling gonna come back? Cause he needs it-.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"This way should lead to where I first entered... I am... Not sure though... Do you believe... You'd be able to afford a ship ride back to Raoul Ta...?\"*She'd ask the Raccoon, glancing back towards him.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I'd probably be slippery enough to go back by crate\" *He says confidently, to be fair no one has caught him on that entire boat ride and he's pretty sure he could get away with it a second time, just need to slip around the people so it'll be a non perilous journey back to the scorching desert.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"But isn't that... Kind of... Illegal...?\"*She'd ask in a confused tone. It was one thing accidentally getting trapped in a crate on the way here. It was another thing do it again on purpose, surely. June should have figured lawfulness didn't pass some people here as well. How could this be any close to the things she'd heard of at this point?*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"If it worked the first time then I'll do it again, besides it's not the first time I've run away from the law\" *He has had times where he run circles around a few law people but he always slipped through them with a few slide through small crevices or \"Hard to reach if you're tall\" Places, he's sure he could handle running around on a boat... He thinks.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well... Alright then...\"*She'd say quietly, hiding away her disapproval of it. Since her time at the Monastery she had learned that it was impossible to change one's ideas. Which she had quickly given up trying to do.*\"This way should lead to where I had first entered. You should be able to see the coast from there.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"The sea reminds me of home... And that I'm walking away from it. When I'm ready to let go, I'll head inland. I wonder if I'm failing someone by being selfish like this.\"\n*Ikehara's expression darkened as she confessed to this, sipping at her water and watching the ground idly. While she had served her nation in many a war, there were further expectations of her in Keguntan - both of her regiment and of her scholastic family. The choice to slip away from both weighed on her heart even now.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell raised a hidden eyebrow at her explanation. So she was choosing to leave it all behind.*\"You wanted to leave, and you did so...\"*He'd say, reaching for his own cup and taking a sip of water.*\"Nothing selfish about making your own decisions.\"*Of course that was more situational than anything. The Elf simply left his own hometown as well when it came to it, but he wanted more than it and in wanting such, he made the choice to leave it all behind.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Decisions made effect everyone, in some small way. No-one is an island, as they say.\"\n*She concluded, letting the conflict she had pushed aside about leaving or staying play out in her mind once more, before shutting it down as it overwhelmed her.*\n\"And you? What possessed you to leave the open plains?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would fall silent for a while, distractedly swirling the water in his cup.*\"They expected me to become someone I'm not.\"*The Elf would say. At first, he didn't really reiterate on it. Though eventually he'd look over to her.*\"Elves are always pompous, empowered, magical spell-casters yeah?\"*He'd say. After which, he would slowly draw back his cloak to reveal the hilt of his sword alongside his crossbow.*\"I think I prefer the path of a non-magical, disavowed, low-life warrior instead. Makes for a much better story than the ones you're used to doingn't you think?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah. I've got an affinity for lightning magic\" *Kibaru demostrated by showing his hand and having faint lightning trace between his fingers* \"That an I've been dabbling in some wind magic... But we'll see how that goes\" *He said as he lowered his hand on the hilt of his katana* \"My magic isn't as refined, but I more or less use it while engaging in close quarter combat... I can still use it at a range however\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He gave a quiet 'TSK' in response to the Kemonomimi's words.*\"A mage fighting in close quarters is bound to leave them dead if they don't know what they're doing.\"*He said to him, passing a glance down to Subaru's Katina. The On didn't seem like he was carrying any weaponry on him, but one can assume a mage is never fully disarmed outside literal context.*\"You remind me more of those spell sword sorts...\"*Ryker turned away from him, as a blue light formed in his hand creating a small sheet of metal which he then added onto the construct in idly resuming his work.*\"I dabble in most schools when I can.\"*He said to him.*\"Frost and Air being a specialty of mines. And of course artifice.\"*The On said, summoning a few more sheets of metal before needing to take a break.*\"I used to focus on the more 'destructive' schools, but I've been drained of MANA for quite some time now.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Drained of mana? What happened?\" *Kibaru asked as tilted his head slightly. WEondewring if this metal is permanet or have some time frame to them*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I wish understood myself.\"*He answered.*\"Ever since the ambush back in Among, I had found it much harder to utilize my magic as I used to. It has gotten tiring to cast many spells at once. I've managed to gain back some of my old prowess. Slowly, but enough to know whatever is happening isn't completely permanent. It's part of the reason I've taken interest in artifice magic. I've learned that they are able to store MANA in various ways as a sort of backup in the event that you run out. And can even utilize it to create constructs of war to aid them while limiting their need of constant magic use in combat.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Well, a seat at a bar really can't compare to offering your home. If I ever use it, I'll have to pay you back two fold.\"\n\n*The treton's first instinct was to lean back and gain her footing when Sol leaned forward; but she would probably get suspicious. So instead, she remained perfectly calm, sipping her sake.*\n\n\"Oh I could never. New Sunlight is far too busy and crowded for me. I like places like this; quiet, a little dark, and quite peaceful. I just like sitting down and relaxing, thinking about nothing. Like next to the riverbank, or a lake. Do you work for New Sunlight?\"\n\n*Of course, the real reason was that she was a wanted criminal, but she __was__ telling the truth about it being too crowded.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Mm. I'll leave it to you, then.\"\n\nShe was of course more than happy to offer her house permanently, an amusing idea as it were, but any pushing right now would just ruin things. No sense in dropping an anvil on her own foot.\n\n\"Not actively, but yes. Sometimes there are requests with destinations that coincide with my own; if it's just a bit of manual labor, why not? And it's never a bad thing to have money on hand.\"\n\nShe was told no lies, so neither did she tell any in return. It was simply that Sol's perception of 'manual labor' quite deviated from the norm."}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Manual labor? What kind? Not that I would do it; I can't handle that type of work.\"\n\n*The treton smiled at the mention of money, though not for the normal reason.*\n\n\"Ah, money. I used to have money; a lot of it, in fact. Not of any of my doing though. Now I don't wish for it; I don't need nor want much anymore.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh, odds and ends. Finding pets gone missing' delivering letters, chopping down trees. Not much, but it's honest work.\"\n\nAnd hunting requests. Or extermination ones. But saying that would not preserve her outward image, so she did not. Instead, her facial muscles worked in tandem to squeeze out an appropriate frown.\n\n\"Hm.\" The lessons came back to her naturally, even with her doubts on their effectiveness. \"Just so you know, hearing people out is part of a clergy's roles.\" Here her expression softens once more. \"So if a listening ear is what you desire, go ahead.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Mm. I suppose if I'm ever in dire straits, it would be a nice backup.\"\n\n*The treton's sharp eyes quickly catch a brief tension in Sol's face before soon relaxing again. Finishing yet another cup of sake, Yakaiyo once again poured another cup full of the rice wine. The reptilian would notice that her face would now have a slightly pink hue; seems like she'd been drinking a lot.*\n\n\"Hearing people out? Oh no, I don't wish to burden anyone; my sins are my own.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Mm. I understand. That aside, are you sure you should be imbibing that much alcohol? Escorting drunken patrons back to their homes aren't exactly part of everyday clergy duties, you know.\" Yet a note of laughter had slipped into her voice all the same as she bantered."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Wait which?\" *He asks* \"I can't really read so if that's written somewhere i probably couldn't read it\" *He shrugs and doesn't seem to be bothered with being illiterate.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"You don't... Know how to read?\"*She'd ask in a perplexed tone. Perhaps it didn't dawn on her that some were in fact illiterate, though for her to be able to read the ship herself would require her to have to get close enough to. What if they figure her for an accomplice? She'd shudder at the thought.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Uh yeah, i mean you could probably walk around the docks while i sneak near you! You could then point the ship i need to sail in and you'd go off scot free!\" *He says confidently.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*June's ears would lower slightly at the idea. Maybe she could pretend to have no part in knowing he was going to sneak on, but her conscious refused to allow that to sit easily on her. She'd let out a deep breath of air, quietly saying:*\"Alright...\"*June would gesture for him to follow, taking a separate path out of the forest so that they wouldn't have to head to busy part of town and instead pass around the outskirts of it.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He quickly followed Juna down the forest path walking out into the outskirts and towards his destination.* \"Alright now you just gotta walk around the ships, they have alot of crates and places to hide and sneak around so i can just slip through while you search\" *He explains quickly ducking down and hiding among the crates waiting for Juna to make her move and soon they'll part ways, easy peasy.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*June would command Jace to sit down, deciding to leave him and Juniper with the raccoon so that she didn't draw too much attention to herself while she walked about.*\"I'll be back...\"*She'd murmur to them before turning away, heading down towards the docks, and walking along it. Her ears would remain raised, half conscious about those passing by her to load up while she tried to appear inconspicuous. It didn't take too long for her to figure out which one went where with there not being too many countries to sail to that wasn't in Raoul Ta. Brief conversation alone was evident enough to her.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He slid from crate to crate following Juna closely but not too close enough to draw attention, watching from a far he crawled and slide through until he got unto one crate right near Juna* \"Psst! Did you find it?\" *He whispers.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*One ear would angle back towards Nylon before she'd gesture towards one of the ships at the far side.*\"Good luck...\"*She'd whisper to him, not wanting to stick around any longer with the risk of getting caught. The Cantor would turn away from him to head back towards where she had left her two pets with the hopes that he would be able to figure it out for himself from there.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He nods back and took off running and managed to go unseen, quickly but quietly go towards one of the crate near it and got in.*\n\n*Not long after he saw through the cracks of the crate that he's heading towards the ship and so on he'll wait till he gets to the deserts, he made himself comfy and took a nap snoozing along for most of the ride.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*June would gather her two animal companions, glancing back over as she'd see him slip into a crate before she'd turn away to return to the forests. Hopefully he'll be fine during the trip back, but whatever becomes of him now will be beyond her ability to assist any further.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*The laugh that followed was one of a kind: Few had made Ikehara laugh genuinely, and none with such earnest warmth. Her ears perked up and twitched excitedly, her smile wide as she took his hand and curtsied once more.*\n\"Two commoners playing nobility. Isn't that quite the story...\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He'd grin as she'd take his hand, soon turning away to lead them off towards the Tavern entrance.*\"Funny, the story sounds quite familiar to me. Too bad I cannot remember how it ends.\"*The Elf let out a quiet laugh of his own at how ridiculous it was, eventually glancing back at Kerala as he'd hold the door open.*\"So, shall we head off to Detail?\"*He'd ask more genuinely. Most of it was in asking that she didn't have anything left she still wanted to do here as he could readily go pick up Carl to continue on with their travels preferably before it got too late in the day.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Mayhaps you'll remember on the way. I'm partial to a well-spun yarn...\"\n*She cooed back, nodding to him readily as she let him lead her outside. A short, shrill whistle with her fingers summoned her stalwart horse, the beast lowering his head as it trotted over.*\n\"For now, I have what I need...\"\n*She returned, examining him one last time with a smirk; then hoisting herself onto the back of her steed, switching out the blunt bolt in her crossbow for a live one, kissing the end before drawing it ready.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would look up at her as her steed came running to allow her to hoist herself up on them. Consider him a bit impressed by it. The Elf would remove his glove, lifting his fingers up to his own mouth as he'd whistle for his horse. There was a moment's pause for a while as Carl took some time to get back, but soon enough his steed would appear galloping along the road towards them. The Elf would mount up on him as he came to a stop, turning his head towards her while she loaded her crossbow. Subtle indeed.*\"Then let's head out.\"*He'd say, snapping the reins of his horse as he'd take off. It was time to continue his travels, though now it seemed he'd have company with him for the time being.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Hm?\"\n\n*That wasn't good. Yakaiyo didn't really have full control of herself, evidently, and part of it had shown. It was enough to preoccupy her that she didn't notice the brief grin on Sol's face. The treton only noticed her as she cupped her hand in hers. Yakaiyo took a deep breath to stabilize herself, then brought herself to look back at the nun.*\n\n\"Ah, it wasn't-nevermind, I do drink a bit much.\"\n\n*She could never tell Sol the real reason her arm was shaking; the thought of killing would surely put her off and give her away.*\n\n\"...Maybe 7?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"*Seven*. I've sat here and counted four in maybe the last thirty minutes, and you've had three before that. No more drinking for the next hour, okay?\"\n\nA note of exasperation had crept into her voice as Sol shook her head, pulling out a napkin and proffering it. Expression unreadable, she beheld Sakai for a few seconds before sighing.\n\n\"You don't strike me as a heavy drinker by nature... I know we've been over this earlier, but I'm obliged to ask again. Is there truly nothing I can do for you right now? Nothing at all?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Looking directly at Sol, Yakaiyo slides the half empty cup to her other hand and gulps it down, before graciously taking the napkin and delicately wiping her lips.*\n\n\"Now it's seven. I'm not, normally. These recent years have been... Hard.\"\n\n*Yakaiyo quickly scans the room, as if she were being hunted. She then looks at the three sake cups left on the side, then back to Sol.*\n\n\"You sure you don't want more? There's still a quarter of the sake left.\"\n\n*The vampire shakes the gourd to indicate the liquid inside, conveniently avoiding the question.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Sol could more or less piece together a theory from all the contextual clues given so far—which was natural considering she'd have to be blind *And* Deaf to miss them. The confirmation only lent more credibility to it. But it was also all too obvious that she was trying to steer away from that conversation. She'd have to try from another angle, then.\n\n\"Alright, I'll have another cup.\" She relented, pushing her cup closer to Sakai. She would wait a few seconds before posing the next question.\n\n\"... Shall we make a bet?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"...A bet?\"\n\n*Sol was becoming less and less holy the more they conversed (though definitely friendlier as well). Yakaiyo expertly poured a cup into Sol's cup despite being under the influence, and tried to sneak one of her own if the monk allowed it.*\n\n\"I have always liked games. What did you have in mind?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well, I'm a lightweight, so even this much is enough to get me tipsy.\" There was indeed the slightest hint of redness on her cheeks, even though she hadn't touched the refilled cup. She frowned at the sight of Sakai filling her own cup, but didn't object.\n\n\"We'll bet on whether I can finish my cup before you can yours, and if I lose you may ask me any kind of question, and I will answer it honestly. But if I win, you have to answer one from me. We'll keep going until either the gourd's empty or I fall asleep.\"\n\nShe deliberately didn't mention that Sakai had to answer truthfully."}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"A super lightweight huh? Well, this'll be interesting to see how this goes. What's the catch? Just whoever empties their cup first?\"\n\n*Yakaiyo spun the cup on the table, a miniature whirlpool forming in the sake, a grin forming on her face.*\n\n\"I'll take it up. Ready to answer my questions?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes, simply just that. And I should probably settle lodgings before one of us gets blackout drunk, but never mind.\"\n\nSol glanced at her own cup, wondering if she should just arch her head back and pour the whole thing down her throat.\n\n\"Ready when you are.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Yakaiyo nodded, then expertly downed her own cup, setting it down on the table before Sol could finish hers. Porcelain met wood, and her grin turned into a sort of sly smirk.*\n\n\"You tried this with an alcoholic... Not sure what you expected. Anyway... I'm curious, have you had any romantic relationships? Or even just a little flirting?\"\n\n*Yakaiyo once again poured the two cups, her red eyes flashing.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Well, so much for that strategy.*\n\nSol finished second and last as a matter of course, but she raised a brow at the question.\n\n\"That's a milder one than I thought, which is why I'll probably disappoint since the answer is no for the first part. But I did experience being on the receiving end for the second, so that's a yes.\"\n\nHaving said thus she takes hold of her cup once again, staring at the surface of the liquid."}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Ah, true to your religion huh? Shame you had to experience it one sided; I can't imagine it was pleasant.\"\n\n*Yakaiyo readied herself, and once again, her cup was down first. Given that Sol was a lightweight, she was slightly concerned that she would get incredibly drunk; then again, so was she.*\n\n\"So, that was too mild huh? Let's see... Let's go further. Ever have any feelings for anyone? A childhood crush, someone across the street... Or perhaps even a coworker?\"\n\n*Yakaiyo's smile remained, curious to see just how religious Sol was.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Once again, she was slower than Sakai. And now she was feeling the effects of the prior cup, the slight flush on her face earlier having deepened.\n\n\"Mm, feelings...\" Sol rubbed her eyes and then closed them, trying to recollect. \"... No, not even once. The houses in my childhood were too far apart, so none my age came over. And the circumstances when I entered the clergy didn't really permit me to socialize much.\"\n\nIt was also probably because of alcohol that her demeanor grew bolder, even though her words were starting to slightly slur.\n\n\"He-he... I think one or two more will be my limit, so want to up the stakes a bit? Whoever loses has to tell the other something personal as well.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Messy? Something Thasinia should care about? Preposterous. This woman has lived years and years in a forest talking to nothing but animals and the odd bi-pedal passerby. The look of this home wasn't messy, besides, it's no where near as messy as her home.\n\nAnd her home was messy. Dried leaves littered her floor everywhere, ants carrying their eggs from one place to the other, animals just making themselves comfy in her bedroll. Kind of chaotic. In this case, Nira's home was very orderly to her. The lack of leaves, animals and insects made her feel quite homely to say the least.\n\nEven though Thasinia used to live in a home with a roof over her head back when she was a youngster, Thasi doesn't have the brightest or longest memory. To be frank, she'd rather she forget those memories.\nBut regardless of this, when she saw the table and chairs, she threw herself across the room, landed on her haunches beside the table and investigated the table and its crafted beauty.\n\n**\"This so good... Did you make?\"** She turned to look at Nira. Seeing as Nira makes weapons, Thasinia had to conclude that the passion came from somewhere, whether it be creative or not.\n\nNeedless to say, she was intrigued by the naga lady. She seemed to hold so much intelligence. Well, a lot more than Thasi could ever hold at once.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Thank you... Did I make?\" *Frankly IRA only made most of the metal objects within her home, mainly because that was what she was good at of course. As for the actual structure, she paid a normal nine gold coins for its construction as well as an additional nine gold coins in both furniture and the addition of the forge on the side of her house. All in all, it wasn't too expensive, but it wasn't a cheap house either.* \"I didn't make any of the wooden things in here, most of the metal things, like the wood stove and such I did forge though\"\n\n*It is good to mention how though IRA's house was fairly orderly, it was obvious that a few spiders had taken residence in the corners near the ceiling due to the webs that stretched across. Now this wasn't a problem for IRA because not only did her spider housemates take care of most insects that would dare to enter her home, they also provided a good snack for Speck whenever she was hungry. It was like perfect harmony.*\n\n*Other than that, IRA had made her way over to the wood stove that she often used to cook and placed some chopped wood in it in a small tower like fashion. She then took some tinder made of birchbark she had nearby and set it in the middle of the wood tower thing before setting that ablaze with a flint and steel. She did plan on making a meal considering how it was around midday, though it was probably best she asks Tasmania if she wanted anything. IRA could probably guess the answer, but it was best she asks anyway* \"Also, I'm going to make a stew, would you like me to make you some?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Thasinia looked back to the beautiful make of the table before she stood up straight and her eyes watched as Nira made her way to the kitchen. The small elf toddled her way over beside Nira, initially curious as to what she was making, but at the mention of stew her eyes widened and she looked to Nira's face, now smiling widely.\n\n**\"Of course I'd love some! May I assist?\"**\n\nShe didn't necessarily like the thought of people cooking for her, so picture her being in a restaurant. She'd absolutely go bonkers. So, she felt obliged to help. Needless to say, the question to help wasn't a question in itself, it was rather a statement.\n\nShe was demanding to help Nira.\nThough because she's such a small elf girl with the cutest face and stature, she wasn't looking like she was demanding.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I don't really need any-\" *IRA was just making sure that the wire was lighting when she had looked back over to see that not only had Thai waddled her way over, she was also asking to help in probably the cutest way possible... Well asking wasn't the best way to put it because the elf girl was a bit more affirming in her statement. Now usually IRA would have reaffirmed that she didn't need help, but with what she was doing and how low maintenance the meal was, including Tasmania wouldn't be too hard.* \n\n\"Well, I need to do some prep work, so if you can keep an eye on the fire, that would be grand\" *And with that IRA went to a cabinet to the left of the wood stove and pulled out a few jars of various jarred vegetables as well as a slab of smoked meat covered in canvas. She had then taken the items to the table that Tasmania was at first sitting at and set said items down before heading back to the stove and grabbing the cast iron pot that was sitting atop it.* \n\n*With her items gathered, IRA started to take note of what she would need, well she had all the ingredients, but she was going to have to get some water for the pot, but that could be done after she prepped the meat and all. All in all she felt that she was ready to start, so IRA undid the twine that tied close the canvas covering of the smoked meat, thus exposing the cut but also making a nice work area atop the unfolded canvas* \"Okay! Time to prep the meat and gather some water afterward, easy-peasy!\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*If one knows of that video where the man asked the child to 'keep his eyes on the ball' and the child was literally watching the ball and nothing else, that is what we can compare Thasinia too. Thasinia legitimately stood there and 'kept an eye' on the fire, ensuring that it never went off and ensuring that it didn't burn the entire place down.\n\nShe then glanced up to Nira upon hearing mention of the time to prepare the ingredients. Her favorite part! She looked to Nira and the cut of meat she had exposed, stepping over and nearly drooling at the sight of the meat.\nShe hadn't eaten for some time, so to see such a delicious cut that will soon be made into a stew sent her crazy. She then looked back to Nira's face.\n\n**\"What may I do to help?\"**\n\nShe had her own ways of preparing food. Nira had hers too. So, in order not to do something that would offend any food Gods above, she wanted to follow by Nira's instructions closely so that, she too, can learn from the nice naga lady.\n\nShe was so excited she could stand still in one spot for too long, ie, she was tip-toeing on the spot.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Hamm... Well outside around the side of the house there is a hand pump, can you run out and fill this pot about three quarters of the way with water please?\" *IRA of course did a gesture to the pot that she spoke about before resuming her preparation, which consisted of rubbing the meat with various herbs that she had around as well as a bit of salt to enhance the flavor. IRA had also noticed how impatient Tasmania was and couldn't help but find it a little funny, she was like a child but obviously not.* \n\n*Other than this, the fire within the wood stove was burning fine now and everything else was going perfectly! The only things needed now was just the water and the prep, all in all easy-peasy. After this of course, cooking would have to be done, but that was easy considering the rest* \n\n*All in all, IRA was honestly having a great time with Tasmania over. The odd thing was though that they had only recently met, it was almost like they had been friends for a bit... Was that a good way to put it? IRA didn't know, but she did know that of all people, Tasmania's company was one hundred percent welcome... Especially if there was going to be any meal prep like this, because it was pretty fun*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*About three quarters. \n\n... Oh no.\n\nM a t h s.\n\nTo a normal being, the term 'three quarters' is nothing. Not in a long shot. However, to Thasinia, estimation was a bed thing for her to do, especially for her to estimate and calculate how far her arrow needs to go to hit its target. But, he'll do it. She can manage!\n\nShe took the pot and toddled her way out of the home towards the hand pump to fill it with the required amount of water. Firstly, the hand pump contraption was confusing as hell.\nHow does the pump function?\nWhere does the water come from?\n\nThis isn't the running water she's used to back in her forest. But learning was fun!\n\nSo to make a long story short, there was the sounds of her talking to herself along the lines of what to do, followed by her trying to nudge certain parts of the pump and getting nothing, then lastly one could hear gurgling as rushing water blew into Thasinia's face before she turned it off, now drenched.\n\n... At least the pot was filled to the required amount when she stepped to the front door. She didn't step in, simply because she was soaking now, and she didn't want to ruin the floors.\n\n**\"Niraaaa!\"** She called out like a young sibling needing help.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*There IRA was, working on making the meat have the right amount of everything when she heard the commotion that Tasmania had made outside. Of course, it was a little funny, hearing the little elf struggle such with the pump. What IRA didn't expect was Tasmania showing up at the front door partially drenched in water, what she expected even less was the girl shouting her name with such jarring ferocity. It would be an understatement if IRA said that she didn't ~~have Vietnam flashbacks~~ jump a little* \n\n*When IRA had rather quickly regained her bearings and hurried over to the door and with the tip of her tail grabbed the pot of water before taking Tasmania by the hand and leading her to the stove where the heat was coming from, sure it wasn't cold out, but it was best they didn't risk much... Especially considering how bad colds can be* \"Please stay in front of the stove and warm up, also take off any wet clothing so you don't get sick\"\n\n*IRA had gone into full damage control mode by accident, she was hurrying around gathering things to dry Tasmania and the floor and just about everything else that was wet. The floors were less important though, she mainly focused on Tasmania at this point*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Alright. So... Let's just stay still.\n\nYep. HItoshi just continues to wait for an opportunity to strike. It's boring, basic and not awfully detailed of a plan, but right now anything else is very risky. Once the woman does render herself vulnerable, Hitoshi will strike. Hitoshi believes that as of now, an attack isn't so smart. She's on guard. Ready for an attack. Best to wait for them to get too relaxed.*\n\n``5 mana regenerated. 76.25/95 mana.``"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*After helping the nearby settlers calm down, the female would let out a sigh and give a quick look around once more. She would shrug her elbows and look to her summons*\n\n\"Maybe she ran off, maybe she is still watching us. Either way, one of you stay here and watch. Otherwise, the rest of you come with me\"\n\n*The orange eyed armor summon would stand by while the blue and yellow follow the female back into the center of the village till they leave Hiroshi's field of night vision*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Really? Such a shame; a woman of your age should be experiencing such things! Not that I have much to speak of.\"\n\n*Yakaiyo also began to turn more and more red, though it seems she could handle her alcohol a little better than Sol. The treton pours two more drinks yet again, a fiery competitiveness showing through.*\n\n\"Oie, one more eh? I'll take you on that bet; up the anty!\"\n\n*And once more, Yakaiyo is first. She had the chance to ask Sol another question... But what? Her life didn't seem all that entertaining; just a wandering nun who didn't seem to do too much.*\n\n\"Alright, let's see... In addition to something personal, tell me something you *Regret*.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "At this point, Sol had gone from resting her chin on one palm to basically propping up her head with it. She'd also started hiccuping. It went without saying who came out victorious in the third round, naturally.\n\n\"MMM, you're really asked something difficult this time. I'll tell you about the personal part first—I'm agnostic. He-he. Now as to the other part...\"\n\nPlastered onto her face was a cheeky smile which soon faded away.\n\n\"... I suppose I regret not being around for my family's final moments.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The treton chuckled at Sol having to prop herself up with her palm. Perhaps she would instead have to walk her back to her home. Her smugness was soon replaced with shock, hearing Sol refer to herself as agnostic.*\n\n*But wasn't this an upstanding nun? One that had nothing on her mind except the church?*\n\n*Another unseen blow to Yakaiyo's mind was the notion of regret. Her family's final moments...*\n\n\"Was it... Peaceful, at least?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Sol was aware that she was actively forcing a smile right now, when there was little reason to do so.\n\n\"... I do not know. The ashes had settled by then, and the remnants revealed little. I could only pray that it was a quick end.\"\n\nShe pressed a hand to her forehead, feeling the first signs of a headache."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Once more the centaur wandered these verdant plains, a shade greener than those of his homeland. On the horizon, he could see the towering spires of the nation's capital, however small its silhouette was. He smiled, a wave of comfort washing over him as he recognised the trees he passed, having learnt these lands the best in his travels. His grip on his self-bow, a simple hand-carved thing, drew tighter as he raised and arrow to its notch, eyes set upon an unawares boar. A hundred yards...*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*On one of the country roads outside the city he'd see a lone figure sat down against a small cobbled wall. She was wearing armor, with a shield at her feet and an imposing sword by her side. She was a massive prayer lady without a shred of maceration. Furthermore, she spotted the centaur from afar, but remained sat down where she was, reading over a map on her lap.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*A moment's distraction was enough to throw him off, his bow-hand far poorer than his kind had normally. The arrow was loosed, tumbling through the air and striking the ground beside the once-docile boar, his prey now squealing in shock and barrelling down the hill. Circine sighed, slinging his ranged weapon on his back and unsheathing his dai-katana, his grip far more firm around it as he shot forwards, galloping towards the beast with his blade held ready against his shoulder. The pair would be moving towards the brayer, but the centaur didn't plan to allow it to charge too close.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Sine watched the hunt from afar, tilting her head. She was amused as she watched the centaur chasing the boar, though she picked up her great sword just in case the boar got too close. She stood up and hefted her blade over her shoulder and put one hand on her hip as she awaited whatever would happen next.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He'd let out a slow, drawn-out breath as he rounded on the boar, his blade rocketing from his shoulder into a diagonal arc - striking the beast on the side of its neck. As blood began to seep, it would slow its charge, eventually stumbling to its final destination a few feet in front of Sivne. With a short prayer to his ancestors, he flicked off the blood and sheathed his weapon, meeting the Brayer's gaze and offering a small bow.*\n\"Apologies for the disturbance, madam. My blunder with the bow forced me to chase it down...\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Planning on eating that boar all by yourself?\" *She asked with a small smirk, tucking her thumb under her belt.* \"I can't shoot a bow either, I wouldn't have done any better.\" *She trotted closer and let out a quiet grunt.* \"MMP. Why are you hunting boar with a bow?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Remind me never to make a drinking-related bet with you again. I started with the intention of cheering you up and our roles have somehow reversed.\" She cracks a wry grin, kneading her left temple where the headache was intensifying.\n\n\"...After you've had a total of ten cups and counting? I'd prefer not to find you passed out in a field somewhere tomorrow, you know?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's almost futile now. I've been drinking for far too long for you to compete. And you too little, it seems.\"\n\n\"And you seem worse for wear with only 3. I'm concerned you'll fall on your head.\"\n\n*Sakai's expression was amused, yet still expressed concern for Sol's physical and mental health. Clearly, she had scars from her own past.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well, now you know who didn't attend much gatherings. And I know whose liver I should be concerned about, so I'd call that a pretty fair trade.\"\n\nThere was a buzzing in her head that she was fairly sure hadn't been there a while ago, and Sol decided against trying to stand.\n\n\"The only falling I'll... Be doing anytime soon is asleep, on a proper bed.\" She stifles a sudden yawn. \"I'll be a little late to my destination, but it can hardly be helped.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ah, the life of a 'nun' huh? An agnostic one at that.\"\n\n*Standing up, Sakai gracefully strolls over to Sol, as if she hadn't had a single drink before bending over to inspect her.*\n\n\"Do you have a place to stay? It's dangerous out here alone...\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Her expression looked doubtful as he was justifying using a bow, but didn't perticuarly care to offer insight on using a spear. She untucked the hand from her belt and thumbed at the sid3 of her nose, bobbing her head at the introduction.* \"Sivne Väinöntytär, daufhter of Väinö.\" *She mimicked his introduction with a grin.* \"Need help skinming that?\" *She offered as she trotted over it to inspect the boar.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"You have a powerful name, young madam. Long names are reserved for great warriors in my home, so they carry great meaning.\"\n*The centaur seemed to physically swell in respect, his soft eyes sparkling in the summer light. From the belt along his horse body he unsheathed a curved dagger, runes engraved along its blade. He offered it to her as she approached, smiling and nodding in assent.*\n\"By all means. I claim not to be a master hunter, as that display would suggest...\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She let out quite a loud huff from her nose as she assessed the boar. She set her gear down and pulled out her own skinning knife. She scooped the boar up and hauled it over her shoulder.* \"Where is your camp?\" *She asked as she looked around for any smoke.*"}, {"from": "Circine Katale", "value": "*For a moment he kept silent, his gaze turning to their south. Eyes darting between the horizon and the sun, he mouthed something soundlessly, his expression gripped in concentration. Soon he returned her attention to the Brayer, nodding and pointing across the treeline, putting away his dagger as he reared back slightly instinctively.*\n\"About a half-mile from here southward. I hunt a little farther than most for the time investment, since the travel isn't as troublesome.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Mmh. Not too far then.\" *She grabbed her gear and slung it over her back as she began trotting off to the south.* \"Fancy sword you've got there.\" *She remarked, looking over at it.* \"Don't see them back home.\""}, {"from": "Circine Katale", "value": "\"A gift from my master. It was the weapon I trained with, incidentally. She insisted on using these Eastern blades, instead of any made here. I assumed from a sense of nostalgia...\"\n*Circine mused as he drew the nodachi once more, holding it handle-to-tip between his hands and inspecting it briefly. The one thing he had managed to master was weapon maintenance, the blade as sharp as the day he found it. He gestured the handle to Sivne, if she wished to take a closer look.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She glanced over at the blade.* \"Mmhm. Looks sharp.\" *She let out a few soft grunts as she stepped over some rough ground.* \"Where are you from then? Some local?\" *She adjusted how the boar sat on her shoulder so it didn't slide off of her.*"}, {"from": "Circine Katale", "value": "\"No, not local. From Tiai, far south of here. My tribe has a long-standing tradition of their young people setting off on their own for years at a time, returning only when learned.\"\n*He kept his explanation brief, not wanting to bore his new acquaintance - Circine had noticed his tendency to talk excessively only recently.*\n\"What of you, madam? Are you of Salvainian soil?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "_Krikka had made sure to rest up and take account of all of his stock aboard his wagon, among also purchasing new stock of ingredients to use along his next travels. \n\nHe brought the wagon to a halt in the market. Two days it had been since their last meeting, and Krikka made sure to be on time, keeping an eye out while looking all around._"}, {"from": "Terrel Bales", "value": "*While Krikka made sure to be punctual for the meet up, Terrel had taken his time to return back. He was accompanied by a horse who was pulling along a cart of goods that the wolf was laying curled up on top of. Terrel spotted Krikka waiting and waved to him before approaching.*\"Ready to set out?\"*He asked the insectoid.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "_Erika spied a cart coming his way after a short wait. There was Terrell with his own goods, and the wolf resting upon its hoard. Erika gave another one of those excited chirping._\n\n\"Yes! Most ready indeed to set upon this new road! Lead the way, Terrell.\""}, {"from": "Terrel Bales", "value": "*With a nod Terrel mounted up on the horse and got it to change course as he headed towards the outskirts of town.*\"This way.\"*He said to Krikka.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "_Erika whipped at the reins of his beast of burden, driving it on forth to follow Terrell. The Qua was looking forward to this, this whole venture. What it would bring for his future. And it would truly be a great future, in his perspective, he may even achieve his dream._"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Mhm. Not very entertaining, is it?\"\n\nA part of her marvelled at how Yakaiyo appeared to be the more sober one out of both of them despite having drunk much more, but the other part was just ready to lay down against the table surface and doze off. Almost missed the warning, even.\n\n\"Not really, unless I backtrack all the way to my house.\" Sol mumbled a little tiredly. \"Surely there's... An inn or two nearby?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"No indeed. Unless you have some side hustle.\"\n\n*Sol seemed conscious, but not entirely awake. Definitely not safe enough to get out on her own.*\n\n\"I'm sure we can find one. Come on, it's not wise to stay here while drunk.\"\n\n*The Breton offered her hand to Sol, ready to pick her up if needed.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"There we go. Now we can return and collect our rewards. Doesn't look like they'll be returning anytime soon\" *She said as she pounded her chest with her had in pride* \"So let's go\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She eyed the warrior, unsure if disrupting the dead of their possessions was morally acceptable.* \"Are you sure.?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"What's up. You want to do something else?\" *Ellena asked not even though of looting the bodies or cleaning them up to prevent sickness from spreading*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"We should bury them.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "_Krikka pondered over that, it was still quite the offer. An immense offer, in fact! At least, to Krikka it was. Would mean less travelling, and perhaps he could bring in all his utensils. Set up an extension outside with the wagon perhaps! No, that was too forward thinking._\n\n\"Accepted! Krikka accepts\" _he said, without even hearing any further terms._"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"That was a little fast my man... I do get a say in who I want to hire, but it's up to my assistant to give you the contract. I've already talked about it, you just need to READ THE CONTRACT THOROUGHLY\" *Subaru made sure to state that clearly.* \"I've set up other business out and about. If you do good here, and you are responsible, we can see about having you go there to learn more.\" *Subaru understood the desire for new knowledge, but wanted to be care*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*She looked over her shoulder, back towards where the locals were. She gave a nod to the fighter.* \"You're right.\" *She looked down at the last goblin, the one she blasted away. A sigh passed her lips as they were probably just hungry, after being stabbed so many time. Being stabbed made her forget that they had needs too.* \"I don't want to be here anymore..\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"But you went savage and bit them. You go girl\" *She said with a joke before punching Manon's Arm playfully. Though it wasn't just a light jab* \"Now let's go get our reward, what ya say?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Without a word Manon turned her back to Ellena and went back to the village first. The praise and joke went unappreciated.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Okay then. Not one to talk\" *Ellen said as she went along not saying anything further*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Yea I don't\" *She'd say as she wrapped her arms around his neck and nuzzled him* \"We'll have to be quick though\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"We can walk for as long as we want, you know\" *He said before kissing her nose* \"And you're on dog duty By the way\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh by the way there is something I wanted to talk to you about\" *She'd say as she looked out at the pups*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yeah, what on your mind, something to do with your little friend?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Huh?\" *She'd say not knowing what he meant by her little friend* \"Well Juna is leaving tomorrow morning but no, I'm not going with her. She's going to leave Jace her with us for a little while since she needs someone he trusts to look after her\" *She'd say all in one go as she wasn't sure what he was going to say*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well as long as you're sure about letting her go alone... Though Jace will be you're responsibility. Well we're at the cave now\" *He said as he sat her down*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well I even asked her if she wanted me to go with her but she said I should stay here since she doesn't want to drag me back into the cold considering we just arrived. Plus I wouldn't want to leave you for an indefinite amount of time again\" *She'd say as she looked up at him*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I don't mind, as long as you make it up to me. That and as long as it's not you running away again. Besides, I'm going to have to travel allot more\" *He said patting her head*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"I mean, I do know *Hic* Some earth magic, but most of the time it has to be exploring, you know? Venturing out into the unknown wilds and making new discoveries, banding together in the face of insurmountable odds, stuff like that... Is romantic, is it not?\"\n\nSol burped in a manner rather unbecoming of clergy as she settled for making herself comfortable on Yakaiyo's shoulder, her tail reflecting the very same as it drooped."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I suppose you and I have very different ideas of romantic, though I will say facing things together *Does* Sound nice. Must be my age.\"\n\n*The Breton stroked down Sol's back and tail; fortunately, she seemed calm and docile enough already. Looking around, Sakai made her way through the dark city; if Sol was aware enough, she would notice that Sakai avoided taking large streets, preferring alleyways and quickly crossing the road. Eventually, the pair would come to an inn, with the Breton paying without much talking.*\n\n\"Well, we're here now.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Mhm, you don't look all that old though? Maybe twenty-five if I had to guess.\"\n\nSol remained quiet throughout the trip through the city's backstreets, partially because she was under the influence of alcohol but also because enough of her sensibilities remained to warn her that drawing attention to themselves then would be a rather bad idea. Thus she kept her silence all the way until they'd reached the room.\n\n\"Mhm, remind me to pay you back later when I'm sober.\" Sol mumbled sleepily, starting to nod off again."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh, you're too nice. I'm a tad over 40; 42, 43 maybe?\"\n\n*The door opened without much fuss, and a small, though cozy room revealed itself. *\n\n\"No need, Sol. It's not much money, anyway.\"\n\n*The Breton set the reptilian down on a nearby couch, before checking around the room. Corners, windows, shelves... Sakai seemed keen to inspect every bit of it.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Honestly... It's all up to you. The woman gets to pick. Besides I don't know where to begin\" *He would say looking at everything*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would get some fruit and meat and bread and anything else that they haven't been able to have, and she would begin to look for her money*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would hold out 20 silver* \"No no, It's my responsibility as the man. Besides, if you end up paying, then the people would look at me weirdly again\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would look up at him* \"Are you sure?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He would smile* \"Yea, I'm sure, I mean, it is food, and we do need food\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Alright but how much do I owe you?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"You can pay me back by buying me something gooood\" *He would say with a drewling mouth* \"That should be enought for the both of us with some to spare\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Okay\" *She would wait for him to pay*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He would pay for everything and smile* \"There we go, now do you have any money\" *He would ask worried\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yea I have 24 silver\" *She would say hesitantly*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"You sure?\" *He would ask her worring that she might not have money if they where to split up somehow*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Once we get the house I should start to have more because of my job\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Yea, And you won't have to worry about water or rent\" *He would smile looking at her* \"But first we have to go to a bank so i can deposit my money\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Alright shall we go then?\" *She would smile at him*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"To the bank then\" *He would say as he started walking towards the bank he knew*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would follow behind him*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Eventually they would arrive at a bank* \"Here we go\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Alright I'll be here if ya need me\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru then went in and game back a while latter* \"All finished\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Alright where to next?\" *She would look around*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Now we start talking to people to see where we can buy a house\" *He would say holding her hand*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would smile at him* \"Aye captain lead the way\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Ok then\" *After asking a few people, they would finally have a lead as to where to go*\n\n*After meeting that person, they end up leaving, not finding a good house* \"And this might take quite a while\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would kiss his cheek* \"Don't worry we will find the perfect house\" *She would smile at him*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"And nothing less will do\" *He would say having his energy restored from her kiss*\n\n*After talking to allot more people, Kibaru finally end up finding the perfect house next to a water fall for a big river and it was in the forest close to a small village* \"What do you think Addy, should we buy it?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's everything we wanted, and it's perfect and beautiful so yes I say we should buy it\" *She would say as she smiled while looking at the house and her eyes sparkled*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru then payed 42 gold for the deed* \"Un fourtunally it's quite a distance and we won't be able to go there over night\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Go where overnight?\" *She looked at him a bit confused*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"To where our new house is located\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh...\" *She was a bit sad*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Why are you sad, little addy\" *He would ask her not understanding why she was sad*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I wanted to go and see the house right now, but I guess it'll be easier to see it in the daytime\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well yea, but look at the better side of things, we do own a house now\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes that is very true. Oh, that reminds me! Do you think there will be materials for me to use in the house?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Like what materials?\" *He would ask thinking of allot of materials, like for wood crafting, iron smithing and even doll making*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Like for jewelry making, doll making, and toy making\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well I did hear the person say there is an old mine nearby the village, hopefully it has jewls. As for cloth, animal hides can work and if not, then we just buy some from the village\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Okay, but I hope I'm not making us spend too much money\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well the hunting for cloth instead would cost only an arrow or two, and we'll also have meat to sell and cook. As for the jewls, well I don't really know about that one. But considering you'll be making jewlery, we're going to have to but something for smelting and such\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's alright I don't want us to be spending so much money I'll just figure out something else to do like teaching or doing something else\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"No no, it's no problem, I mean it is just investing in future bussiness\" *He would say patting her head*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"If you say so but what should we do right now?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"We should rest, the journey to our new home will be long...\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Alright\" *She would find a place to sit under a tree*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Maybe we should go outside the forrest, unless you would want to stay in an inn?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's up to you, I'm cool with whatever\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"In that chase\" *He would stop and buy a blanket from someone* \"We're going out of this city\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Alright\" *She would begin to get up*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Some things I can't say ok. That's just how it is\" *He said before scratching her head a bit*\n\n\"But I guess we did make a promise, didn't we\" *He said before lightly flicking her forehead*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"We've made a lot of promises but what was that for?\" *She'd say after he flicked her forehead*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Because someone forgot a promise\" *He said smiling at her*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I did? Was it what you needed my help with?\" *She'd say as she tilted her head*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"No silly. Our 'no-hiding-things' promise\" *He said before patting her head*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh yea that one but I didn't break it, and we should head inside soon\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I did however, don't you think?\"\n\n\"You can push me to tell you what wrong you know\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I know\" *She'd say as she got up and sat in front of him knowing that wouldn't make him happy*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He would put a bit and lazily reach out to her* \"Nooo, not my warm blanked\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Until you tell me, I'm not going to sit on your lap again\" *She'd say with a bit of a smirk as she moved back from him a little so that he couldn't reach her*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I don't really like her per say. She's really awkward and kind of hard to talk to when I try\" *He said in a straight monotone voice*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's because you had a weird first interaction, and she hasn't spent as much time with you\" *She'd say as she looked over at the pups who were sleeping peacefully cuddled next to each other* \"But I'll talk to her about it. Though is that really what was bothering you?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Stuff to insure a beter future\" *He would say not really wanting to say what*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well is it something I can help with?\" *She would play with his ears and stroke his hair*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would slightly blush as she touched his ears, but he seem to enjoy it* \"Well you could help in your own way, but not with any of my plans\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh okay\" *She would braid a small part of his hair and giggle*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would smile at her* \"Trying to make me more cute, huh?\" *He would say as his hair did grow quite a bit since last time*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would smile at him and nod* \"Powwow you look so cute!\" *She would smile with her eyes closed as she finished his braid*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I look cuter, you mean?\" *He would say kind of smug*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes cuter my bad\" *She would giggle*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Though I do need a hair cut pretty soon\" *He would say pully his hair over his eyes to his nose*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yea we should probably get it cut\" *She would kiss his head*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He would then pull some hair from the side of his head* \"But maybe braid this part and have it grow longer\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Okay\" *She would braid that part of his head* \"Let me know if you feel like it looks bad or if I'm hurting you\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I'm a man of war, A bad hair do would only hurt my pride\" *He would say proudly*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh really? And what would happen if I were to leave you or if the kids died at birth?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Firstly, you would never leave me, Secondly, we could always try again... 9 mounths as but little time to wait for... But that would not happen as they will be strong enough to even survive on their own\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would kiss his cheek* \"I love you\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I know...\" *He would squeeze her tightly* \"And I will forever love you aswell\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would hug him super tightly, and she wouldn't let go*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Hey, Ummm... What would you say if I came home with another woman's child\" *He would ask her not knowing how it may have sounded to her*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would let go of him and sit next to him* \"Well did you have an affair with this woman? And what happened to her?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Firstly, I would never. Secondly... It's just a what if, like would you mind raising a child that's not your's?\" *Kibaru would ask in the sense of a wolf not caring for another's pups*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I mean it's an adoption and I guess I wouldn't mind I don't know I need to think about it\" *She would get up and go and climb a tree and sit on one of the branches*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Sorry if it may seem strange to ask... But one of my weaknesses are kids after all\" *He would say still sitting on the ground, waiting for her to invite him up*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's fine I've never looked after kids myself. If you want to come sit up here you can, you don't need me to tell you too\" *She would be playing with the vines while letting the wind blow through her hair*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would then stand up and get on the tree in a flash and he would sit next to her* \"Don't worry about looking after our kids, your motherly nature will take over\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I just hope so\" *She would continue playing with the vine, and she would rest her head on his shoulder*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Don't worry... You've got me, and I'm great with kids\" *He would say as one tail wrapped around her waist*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would stop playing with the vine and close her eyes and place one hand on her belly*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Just promise me that you will hold me back\" *He would say slightly worried of his anger*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I will besides if you're fine with me, you'll be fine with them\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"But you're easy to HANG out with\" *He would say making a pun about them in a tree*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would giggle* \"Oh Kirby what will I do without you?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I hope you'll never have to know the answer to that\" *He would say smiling*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would kiss his cheek* \"I hope not too\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would quickly feel his pocket to see if he still had what he went on a trip for*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Are you okay?\" *She would look at him concerned*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Yea, just had to check something\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Alright now I suggest we get going again\" *She jumps down from the branch*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would jump after her, but he would do a flip by instinct* \"Yea let's...\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would smile and begin walking to *"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"I mean, there is plenty to explore if your willing.\" *He said casually taking another sip with his ears twitching* \"But I doubt you're much willing to do anything other than be a little sour puss in a corner\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"What can I say? It fits this place's aesthetic very well.\"*She said to him with a smirk.*\"You don't seem that foreign to the ruggedness though. So tell me, what is there to explore here?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well there is this amazing eatery a few minutes away from here. Best food I've ever tasted. I would highly recommend going there. I can promise you this: You won't regret it\" *Kibaru said with a smile as he finished his drink*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"An eatery.\"*She said back in a tone of disappointment.*\"You recommend me going to a restaurant to spend money on slightly above average cuisine?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Hah\" *Kibaru scoff at her comment* \"You'd think someone at sea would relish to have some actually decent food for a chance.\" *He slowly shook his head side to side* \"Above average... Clearly you haven't been there\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'd rather relish my time not spent on something arguably a complete waste of my efforts.\"*She said to him.*\"Come on, is that the best thing you can recommend me here?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh, then what would you rather do then, hmmm?\" *Kibaru looked around the bar for a bit, sniffing the air slightly*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She brought a hand to her chin, trying to gauge the Kimono's character before deciding what she deemed to be fun being out of his range and figuring something a lot simpler would have to do.*\"A game.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"A game? Which one do you have in mind?\" *Well at least now it's a little easier to keep himself busy*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Not foreign to that are you?\"*She teased.*\"You wouldn't happen to be one of those adventuring sorts would you or are you just one of the locals here?\"*She asked, raising an eyebrow slightly.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I'm an adventurer. Seen my fair share of both land and sea battles. Been to every country on the map thus far\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She slowly raises an eyebrow.*\"Every country on the map?\"*The woman asked him in a tone of doubt.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Every single one, yes. Bot every single village... Yet. But I've been to all the capitals. Infact, even now I'm traveling. Up next is Runra\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I guess I'll make it rather quick here. Fancy a nice game of treasure tracking?\"*She asked him with more hint towards where this was going.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Aye. I'm up for a little game\" *He said before raising his cup to the barkeep* \"Wouldnt be my first time\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She reached into the folds of her dress, removing a folded up map and unfurling it on the table.*\"I do not plan to stay here long, though I must admit there has been some interesting rumor of an anomaly going on in the wilds surrounding here. Land trekking isn't a favorite of mines, but I'm sure you have more land legs than sea legs, so this shouldn't be as hard all things considered.\"*She traced her fingers along the finely crafted map, coming to a stop at a certain point in the wooded image of it.*\"This is where you'd need to go.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"What type of anomaly?\" *Kibaru asked with an eyebrow raised slightly at this. Was she really going to just tell him about some valuable treasure for no fee. Maybe this was a trap*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"A number of magical items seemingly appearing out of nowhere.\"*She answered.*\"At least so they say. You get to play the little game of seeing if those rumors rang true. Now isn't that fun?\"*She said before moving her hand away.*\"But if that doesn't interest you any more than it does me, I do have an other games up my sleeve.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru leaned back in his seat when he got his drink* \"Oh. Like what?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She took out two small cards from her pocket, placing them center of the table and tapping one ever so slightly to cause the card to glow. A small ghostly image of a ship appeared on top of it.*\"War.\"*She said, before tapping the second card. An image of a ghostly bird being encircled by a loop appeared over it.*\"And truth seekers.\"*The mirages soon vanished from their card placements upon being named.*\"It's not such a bad pastime, until the rain lets up. Shouldn't be too long now.\"*She says, taking the map back and taking what cards remained from whatever deck the original two had come from. The woman lightly shuffled through it, waiting for his response.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"War... And truth seeker. Am I suppose to interrupt that, or...?\" *Kibaru raised an eyebrow, slightly confused*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Verbally answering works just fine.\"*She said to him as if that were obvious enough.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Okay... A war's raging and someone's trying to find out how it started?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She stifled a laugh at his response, only to clear her throat soon after.*\"No dumbass, these are your two game options. Which one do you want to play?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Maybe try and be clearer next time... And if anything. Folklore have though me a valuable lesson here. So I'll just pick the truth seeker\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Try thinking next time.\"*She rebutted before taking back one the cards.*\"Not going to be seeing any truths with a mind like that. Are you sure this is the game you want to play? Not much of a friendly one amongst strangers.\"*She sneered.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I'd rather seek the truth over starting a war. Besides, finding out new thing is always exciting. So please. Do continue\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Alright then tough guy.\"*She said, bringing her hand to the edges of the card and spreading it across the table in light magical display. A faint field of white aura surrounded the two of them where they sat as she held a hand out to him.*\"Let us begin then.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Kalisha takes the mushrooms 'thankfully' and places them away in her bag, into the same space as the other one she had.\nIt was only then that she realised how quiet the forest around them was. Something was not right...*\n\"Hey, you two, get close to me... Something's wrong,\" *She said, ordering them to get close for protection as she takes Ire off her back into her hand. Kalisha also puts her helmet on her head, but doesn't risk being off-guard and leaves it untied.\n...\nThere!\nThe moment Kalisha sees the figures moving, she charges up her Mana and empowers her enchanted Kanabo, to activate Raze and set the weapon ablaze. If they were animals, fire is a natural deterrent and may cause them to flee or hesitate - if they were people, Kalisha will have no qualms about scorching them if they advance.*\n\n`Mana: 100 95 (Raze)`"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As Alisha fires up Raze the figures running toward you all would suddenly halt and jump back and growl. Now that they've stopped moving you are able to get a better look and see that the 'figures' were actually 3 wolves. They would start to encircle the three of you, eyeing Laura and Henry who had huddled together after realizing they were being attacked. Laura's body would be shaking in fear and Henry was trying to look brave swinging his stick side to side while standing in front of Laura in a feeble attempt to keep the wolves away.*\n\n\"Shoo! Stay away from us, you wild mutts! We're basically bones!\" *He would yell*\n\n\"We've got mushroom to share if you're hungry though!\" *Laura would pipe in*\n\n*The wolves wouldn't make any sudden movements and instead seemingly wait for Salish to act first. Their fur would stand on end and would snarl at you, clearly agitated by your flame*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Don't taunt them... Just stay close to me and I'll keep you safe,\" *Kalisha tells the elders.* \"But if either of you can craft up some fire product to throw at 'em, please feel free to do so.\"\n*She holds Ire up high and swings her weapon forward while shouting to brandish it against the wolf in front of her, then quickly moves around to swing out at the other two who were around her and menace them to stay back. What she wanted least of all was to let the elders get hurt. Doubtful that she can play this out carefully enough for everyone to get away with no injuries though, so she'd at least try to scare the wolves off first.\nThree-versus-three, wolves would know to try to draw out one victim to rush them down while they're separate from the herd, or distract the 'alpha' - in this case, Kalisha - to give the others a clear shot at the weaker ones. But animals do respect size and numbers, and abhor fire, the first and last of which being things on Kalisha's side.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Laura and Henry would huddle closer and start looking through their bags. Laura would pull out a pouch of red powder and Henry would hold out a mushroom*\n\n\"I don't have any fire, but I've got some spicy spices that make your mouth feel like it's on fire\" *Laura would say hoping that it was helpful*\n\n\"Only got some shrooms that if ingested could cause hallucinations and maybe make someone feel like they're on fire? Does that help?\" *Henry would offer*\n\n*The wolves would leap away as Alisha approached with her flames, but would quickly return to their encircling formation, looking for the right moment to jump in for the kill. They would snarl at Henry and Laura cause them to shriek in terror and put them on edge. They don't look like they can handle the pressure much longer and their legs poised ready to run*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kalisha sighed. She appreciated their offers to help, but it didn't really do anything for her.* \"Just stay close and don't run, whatever you do.\"\n*Kalisha charged up her magic energy and watched for whichever wolves were most likely to attack first. She'd fire a Wrathful Bolt at one of them, then quickly shifted aim and fired at another. Hopefully burning agony would be enough to ward them off, but that only harms two of the three wolves.*\n`Kalisha MP: 95 100 80`"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As Alisha initiated the attack the other two that weren't being targeted by the first bolt would leap toward the elderly couple while the other wolf would be hit my the bolt and sent tumbling a few feet across the floor. Laura would scream and Henry would attempt to cover her body with his own in a feeble attempt to protect her. One would sink its teeth into his thigh and the other at his ankle. He would grit his teeth in pain but would not let go of Laura.*\n\n*Thankfully the one biting his thigh would be hit by your 2nd bolt and would be pushed away from him, albeit taking some of Henry's flesh with it. The two of the hit wolves would be a bit dazed, but would slowly get up and start charging Alisha, leaving the third wolf to gnaw away at Henry*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Needless to say, no one would have expected the small, wildling to venture her journey through the city, with people hustling and bustling through the streets like there wasn't a tomorrow. You wouldn't think that she would venture here for any reason, yet there she was. The Wood Elf, roughly 5ft in height with long, black hair and pale skin, wandered through the streets with her head low and her anxiety high. Her bright grey eyes stared at the people going past, hating the looks of suspicious gazes looking in her direction. They mostly looked at her, because not a lot of elves have impurities on their faces.\n\nAnd that's what she had.\n\nFreckles not only sprinkled along her cheeks and nose, but some trailed down along the sides of her neck, her shoulders, disappearing under the green blouse she wore and appearing faintly under the sleeves of her blouse.\n\nHer hands fiddled with the bottom of her corset, incredibly nervous while walking through the city.\n\nWhy was she walking here anyway? Was she on some great adventure and needed to head her way towards a building in order to get a top secret mission?\n\nNo.\nShe was lost.\n\nImmensely lost.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*IRA, who had transformed into her human form before leaving her house earlier that day, had been leaning against a small stall filled to the brim with various weapons near an intersection of the roads within the city, a place not to far from where the small wood elf was wandering. Now of course this was the Nāga's source of income, she made and sold weapons for whomever wanted to buy them, though that wasn't important right now. All in all, from a distance IRA looked like a regular Macon, about five seven and decently shaped... The thing is, if one was to get closer, they would probably be able to see that the pupil in her one good eye was slotted much like a snake than circular like a human's. Now through this one eye of hers, IRA had spotted this obviously lost Elf not far away and since she wasn't someone to just ignore those who need help, IRA started to approach to see if she could assistant the wood elf. This nāga had also left her bird behind at the stall because she frankly didn't want to hear an earful about whatever it may be at this moment.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The Elf's eyes bounced from body to body before they stopped at the approaching being. She gave a faint, nervous smile to the being, not realizing that this one named Nira was actually coming close to offer assistance.\nThe Elf wasn't too certain on social norms because, well, she lived a large portion of her life not in the company of Macen beings.\n\nAnimals were her forte.\n\nOnly recently she decided to come a little bit out of her shell, that was when she decided to take the role as a bounty hunter. Since then she hasn't even looked at the requests of people to find as she doesn't exactly have the courage to do that yet.\n\nSo, in actual fact, she was somewhat awkward as the being approached. She just held his weird, nervous smile, but when her attentive eyes caught the appearance of Nira's eyes, a sense of unease brought itself into her body.\n\nShe didn't show it outright, but it actually made her stop. Her one-track-mind focused solely on the appearance of Nira's eyes. She wasn't disgusted. She was intrigued.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*It didn't take long for IRA to finish her approach, by then it should have been near obvious that this girl couldn't see all too well considering the eye patch covering her left eye... There was a story to that, but that was for another time, one in which she wasn't attempting to help out a stranger.*\n\n\"Had there Miss, I noticed that you seem a little bit lost. May I ask where you are trying to go?\" *Besides her eye IRA looked fairly unremarkable, which was what she was going for because she'd rather blend in with the Macon crowd than stick out as a snake person in a city mainly dominated by Macon. It was a little comforting to IRA to see another non-Latin in this city though.*\n\n*As for what IRA thought of this girl? Well she definitely saw her as interesting, considering the whole wood elf in a Macon city fact. She wasn't put off by the other's nervous smile either, she could understand being nervous in a place like this after all, which is more than half the reason why IRA wanted to help this person out a little.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*... Oh good lord on whatever's Earth, she's being spoken to.\n\nShe immediately snapped out of her trance and she blinked rapidly, her grey eyes still looking at Nira's face before she quickly turned her head away and looked at the crowd rather than at Nira. One would've thought she couldn't speak with her absent answer, but she soon looked to Nira and spoke.\n\n**\"I uh... I'm looking for a way out here- Um.\"** She looked around again, her black hair cascading over her face for a moment before she turned to Nira and moved her long hair out the way. Her voice sounded foreign, but not the Elf kind of foreign. She sounded like she hadn't used her voice in some time, and the little times she has she only spoke a few words at once. \n\n**\"I don't... Know how I came here and can't find way back out to forest\"** She now fiddled with her hands nervously, her shoulders tensed up.\n\nShe clearly felt out of place. She hadn't seen this many people, at once, in an area.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The forest? That was definitely a bit away from where they were in the city, but IRA knew exactly how to get there... Her cottage wasn't exactly in the city due to a few reasons after all. She wasn't going to lead the poor girl to her house though, that would be weird, but IRA couldn't help but wonder why this elf had decided to wander into the city? Eh, that could be asked in due time* \"To the forest... Yeah, I can lead you there, it's a decent walk though\"\n\n*IRA had also taken note of this elf's cadence, especially how she both sounded a tad bit foreign but also nervous, the girl's body language also reflected this quite a bit which kinda confirmed IRA's suspicion that this elf was essentially a fish out of water... It was now IRA's duty to return this fish to water in a sense.* \n\n\"Well, I guess we shouldn't dawdle, follow me, and I'll get you to the forest\" *And with that, IRA started to walk down the cobblestone road towards an intersection, she walked slow though as to let the other actually keep pace with her of course. Other than this, IRA hadn't really noticed much else about this elf, though that didn't eliminate her curiosity in her... Though that was to be left unmentioned for now*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*To say this elf was happy someone would help her was an understatement. She was relieved to finally be back home. As Nira began walking, she caught up beside her and spoke with a voice of relief.\n\n**\"Thank goodness, I been out of the forest for days!... I can't remember when last I was home.\"**\n\nShe was out of 'her home' for three days straight, meaning she was lost in the city this whole time. She looked somewhat skinny and the bags under her eyes were visible but not too dark, as though she had missed some sleep but had managed to squeeze in a few hours when she could. \n\nHer eyes looked up to Nira before she looked down to the floor. She was bad with small talk, again, she didn't quite know what to say, but she'll make the effort nonetheless.\n\n**\"My name Thasinia Ratha. It's a pleasure to meet you.\"** She spoke with a smile, a less nervous smile at least.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Once the two had reached the forest's edge, IRA could tell that the other had eased up... A few more worrying details had also been made clear upon further inspection, but she wasn't going to bring that up, she had no reason to after all* \n\n*This was also the time in which the elf had introduced herself to IRA, she hadn't really expected this... Probably because she expected the elf to hightail it out of here as soon as she could... But this was a pretty welcome surprise, especially considering the fact that having connections was a good thing in her line of work* \"I'm IRA Augsburg, the local blacksmith here, it's a please to meet ya as well Tasmania\"\n\n*IRA didn't really care for what Tasmania did for work, though she bet that it would probably require some forged tools, what she was interested in was what brought this elf into a city that she was obviously not comfortable in being in... Especially for what seemed like a decent while. There was also the fact that IRA was curious on where Tasmania was from, but that was only secondary right now* \"Also I must ask as you seemed a bit anxious back there, what brought you into the city? Also, if you don't mind me skin, where are ya from?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Her eyes looked at Nira before she looked back toward the city.\n\n**\"Many years I spend in home forest. I came out some time ago to get out my comfort zone. I came out again to explore but on my way home, I got lost. I not find where forest was, I thought forest had moved away somehow.\"**\n\nHer eyes moved up to meet Nira's gaze again, a faint smile on her face again.\n\n**\"City difficult to navigate.\"**\n\nAnd a forest isn't?\n\n**\"As for where I from, I-... Can't remember name of place.\"** She scratched her cheek softly and giggled nervously. **\"That a bit silly but it truth. Where are you from, Miss?\"** She tilted her head now to the side a bit in curiosity.\n\nLike a curious dog.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The way Tasmania spoke was definitely a bit odd, IRA was only now picking up on the fact that this girl may not have had spoked in a little while, her grammar sorta reflected such. It didn't hinder IRA's ability to understand her though, which was good considering the few words that were missing in each sentence. Nevertheless, IRA still had to answer the questions that Tasmania had asked* \"Where am I from? Hmm... Well I can't really say I know where I was born, but I do live near here so I guess it could be said that I'm from here.\"\n\n*Yeah IRA's memory wasn't exactly stellar, she couldn't remember her childhood before the incident in which she lost her left eye... The loss of memory was probably due to trauma, but she wasn't too sure. All that IRA did know that this city had been her home for a long while, and frankly she didn't plan on changing that fact anytime soon.* \n\n\"Before I head out, is there anywhere else that I can lead you to?\" *Frankly, IRA was a little interested in Tasmania, she was a little rough around the edges, but she seemed like a nice person to become friends with nonetheless. This didn't give IRA any reason to push this notion on the other though and even if the wood elf did look a little tired and a tad bit skinny, she still didn't want to overstep any bounds. Besides, she had only offered to lead Tasmania to the woods, not to a place with food and bed... Not yet at least*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She blinked in thought. It appeared like she just absently stared at Nira, but she was definitely thinking in her head.\n\nDid she need anything else? She was tired and hungry. Usually she ate like a horse but with no knowledge of the city, she doesn't know where to exactly go. She looked to the forest for a while, taking in whether or not she'll make it to her little home she built out before she collapses from exhaustion. She should probably eat and sleep a bit.\n\nHer eyes moved to Nira and she looked at her eyes- er... Well, eye.\n\n**\"Is there place I sleep and recover? Maybe uh... Eat food? I not have much for days, but if too much to ask I understand.\"** She brought her nervous smile again. She felt really bad for asking this of anyone.\n\nIf she felt right about it she might have asked someone else. Alas, she didn't, but it couldn't hurt to ask this kind woman.\n\n... Or is this the worst mistake she's made in her life?*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The more Tasmania spoke of what had occurred the past few days, the more and more empathetic IRA was towards her... It may have been long ago, but there was a time when she too was without food. That's a story for another day though, maybe IRA would get to tell it though that was unlikely* \"My home is nearby, it isn't large, but it should be a good place for you to be able to recover\"\n\n*As for why IRA's cottage was on the outskirts of the city? Well she wasn't a serial killer or any psycho like that, it was simply because there was less a chance that a random person would see her actual form and spread the news that a seemingly Macon blacksmith was actually a nāga... That was a kerfuffle that she just didn't want to get into. As for housing Tasmania for a day or so, there were no problems with that, though IRA figured that she would have to refrain from transforming, no biggie to her though.* \n\n\"But yeah, I wouldn't mind letting you stay for a little, it isn't like I have company over often...\" *IRA paused a little like she was thinking on saying something, she wanted to bring up the fact that she wasn't a Macon, but she was honestly a tad bit nervous about doing so, but the truth had to get out if she was going to have company over* \"Also there is one last thing that I have to tell ya, I may look like a Macon, but I'm actually a nāga... This is just a form I can shift to make things a little easier on the city\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Thasinia stared at Nira.\n\nLong and hard.\n\nThe stare seemed confusing at first glance but then it slowly became more and more visible... \n\nShe was clueless. She had no idea what a naga is, and it was evident in her face. Her knowledge lies more in nature and animals, she's not too aware of the bi-pedal species that she shares this world with. In her mind, naga sounded like a type of food.\n\nThen Nira mentioned she's a naga.\nSo Thasinia thought that 'naga' was a term for some sexuality or gender? Which would just confuse her further.\n\nThen she mentioned form she can shift into.\nIt clicked that the being she is seeing isn't actually who she is. She this came to the conclusion that whatever this 'naga' was, it altered the being's appearance somehow in a drastic way.\n\n**\"That sounds fun!\"**\n\nShe meant 'fine' but that word will do. She hoped that she looked like she knew what Nira meant.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*IRA saw that Tasmania didn't understand, and though she expected such, she was still a little exasperated by it. This was because how was she going to explain that she was half snake without freaking her out? Well there was one way and that included just telling and showing, wasn't that hard of a concept right?* \"Nāga is... Uhh, well, my race. I look half Macon and half snake in my true form... Let me show you\"\n\n*And with that, IRA's legs seemingly phased out of existence and was replaced with the lower half of a red scaled snake. It was also evident that IRA was now slightly taller than before due to how her tail kept her upright, she was now edging closer to five ten instead of her original five seven height. Nevertheless, Her sudden change would probably shock Tasmania a little bit, or well that's what IRA expected at the least... Especially considering how shock is the usual reaction to such a thing* \n\n*So there sat IRA, her tail coiled up a little, minus the fact that her upper half was upright, as she nervously waited for Tasmania's reaction which she hopped wouldn't be that of fear or anger or shock. Well at least she was getting this done and over with now instead of later*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "**Sunset**\n*By the time that they had reached new Salvainia, Lilliane had still yet to awake from her slumber. She looked quite comfortable though, resting her body against him with her spear gently shifting with her body.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The dark elf and Air Macon made their way to the border of the Sylvain Empire. Millie's hooves would be the only thing he could hear for now, but as he approached the Empire, he would hear people. \n\nAs he approached, he looked over his shoulder.\n\n**\"Madam Lillian, wake up.\"** He spoke to her gently.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She grumbled a little bit, shifting her weight closer towards him.* \"Five more minutes...\" *Her voice was faint and could barely be heard, but it was something to tell him that she was currently awake.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He gave a faint laugh as he looked forward.\n\n**\"Good to know you're up. We're at the border of the Empire. You should start waking up.\"**\n\nMillie's hooves soon hit against cobblestone, the clip-clop a bit louder than before.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"But I'm commfffyyy...\" *She pouted, yawning a little bit as she stopped hugging his chest, bringing her back up straight.* \"We're at the border... Any inns that you can see?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He looked ahead, his eyes narrowing a bit.\n\n**\"There's a few. Best not go to the ones closest to the border, they're more likely to be full. I'm going a little further into the Empire. Perhaps...\"**\n\nHe turned and dismounted Millie, taking her reigns in his hands.\n\n**\"You stay up there, madam. I'm just going to walk beside Millie.\"** He mentioned as he rubbed Millie's nose and begun walking, leading her further in.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She frowned at his antics, not truly understanding them as she looked down on him.* \"I stay up here? What's the meaning of that, why can't I be down there with you?\"\n\n*In the absence of sunlight, any true sunlight, anyway, her white hair darkened a little bit to a solid gray. It still looked light, but just a different kind, so to speak.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He looked up towards her as he walked with the horse.\n\n**\"Millie doesn't enjoy too many people around her. It overwhelms her. If you'd rather walk beside me, you're more than welcome to. I just thought, considering you were sleeping, you'd like to rest.\"***"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I'm clearly up now.\" *She grumbles, stepping down from the horse besides him* \"Not gonna be sleeping much anyway, considering I just got a... How long was I out for?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He hummed in thought.\n\n**\"I'm... Actually not sure. At least we got here as sunset is being hit.\"**\n\nHe stopped someone walking past.\n\n**\"Excuse me, do you know where the New Sunlight guild is?\"** He asked.\n**\"Oh yeah, down this road, on your left. There's an inn beside it too.\"** The person said and Nazis nodded, continuing to move.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well, however long I was out for, it was a while. So yeah, I'm probably not gonna sleep for a fair bit.\" *Her voice betrayed her on that one, it conveying signs of weakness and tiredness, along with a not-so-convenient-for-her yawn.* \"Let's just get to that inn and grab rooms.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He nodded softly as they walked.\n\nHe first made his way to a nearby stable for Millie to stay in. He paid for her to stay there, and then made his way to the inn nearby the guild. Furthermore, he entered the inn with Lillian and looked to her.\n\n**\"Roughly how long do you suppose we need the inn for?\"***"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Tonight and tonight only. I wanna head out tomorrow and go do some crap.\" *She shrugs.* \"How much do I owe ya, for the room?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He shook his head.\n\n**\"No need to repay me, madam.\"** He smiled sincerely. **\"I'll get you a room and myself a room. Then you can sleep as comfortably as you can.\"** He said as he approached the innkeeper.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She nods her head.* \"If you need me, just come into my room. Door'll be unlocked for you.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He smiled and gave her a nod. He asked the innkeeper for two rooms for the night. He paid the money to the innkeeper, who gave him the keys. Nazis turned around and offered one set of keys to Lillian.\n\n**\"A set for you, to your room.\"** He smiled.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She took the keys, bowing her head slightly in thanks.* \"It's been a pleasure meeting you, Nagnis, but I'm going to go sleep. Hopefully see you tomorrow morning, or whenever.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "***\"Whenever you'd like to meet again, Lillian.\"** He nodded back to her, turning to walk up the corridor to his own room.\n\n**\"As the same with you, I will keep my door unlocked for you to enter whenever I am needed. I hope you rest well.\"** He spoke as he approached his room, unlocking it.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Thasinia's little eyes widened upon the change Nira underwent, her jaw nearly dropping upon this sight. That long tail with those red scales, how the thickness of the tail in certain areas looked and how the thinness in certain areas looked. Curvy. Her eyes took in every detail of Nira's newly formed tail and she never took her eyes off the tail once.\n\nOne would think she was shocked, no, terrified. But when Thasi's eyes looked up and met with Nira's, a big smile grew on her face.\n\n**\"Snake girl!\"** She whispered slightly but also somewhat exclaimed happily.\n\nThasinia likes snakes.\n\nThasi kneeled down beside the tail and she investigated it closer, reaching a hand out and gently caressing down along her scales. She liked how snakes felt, their scales were awesome. She then looked up at Nira and she quickly stood up.\n\n**\"I sorry, snake skin look and feel nice. Your scales are pretty! Why keep it hidden?\"** She tilted her head a little bit to the side in curiosity.\n\nIn her mind, things as unique as having a literal snake half should be embraced. She embraces the little freckles along her face and arms, why was this such a bad thing? It's not like she was some Medusa or something.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*IRA was honestly surprised on how Tasmania had reacted to her transformation, it was less out of the usual disgust that she had seen with judgmental maces and more of a childlike excitement that was... Really cute, actually. Was this Nāga ever going to say such a thing towards the other? No probably not, but that didn't mean that she wasn't happy to be reacted to in a lighter note* \"Oh don't worry about touching May scales or anything, I really don't mind\"\n\n\n*As for why IRA kept her lower half hidden, well she wasn't ashamed of her lower half nor was she embarrassed by it or anything of the such. It was mainly because the largest group of inhabitants of the city, maces, were more likely to trust blacksmiths of their kind more than a beast kin like her. So, she kept her lower half hidden for the sole reason of business... There was also the fact that transforming her snake half into legs was more compact, but that was a lesser reason* \"As for why I keep this part of me hidden, well it's mostly because when people see that their tools are made by a race other than their own, they tend not to trust the quality I guess... It sorta hurts business, so I just eliminate the problem\"\n\n*IRA honestly wished that her appearance wouldn't affect her business or anything like that, but that sadly wasn't the case... That was no problem though as there was a fix, and she had been living with such for a few years now. Besides for the effects on her business, IRA couldn't really care less about how others saw her... Unless it was in a positive light like Tasmania had shown just now, she really appreciated that*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Thasinia seemed to genuinely get a little bit angered. She put her hands on her hips like a sassy little girl and she puffed her cheeks out a bit while frowning before she spoke.\n\n**\"It should not bother customers! They should appreciate foreign crafts, not dismiss them!\"**\n\nThe idea that people would EVER think an object is of poor quality simply because someone who isn't a macen made it sounded incredibly preposterous to her. Not everything is authentically made from Macens, for example her longbow, which she had failed to bring with her on her adventure, was made by a wood elf. Herself. A mere Macen wouldn't be able to craft such a fine weapon.\n\nAlas, Thasinia isn't a racist, but hearing news like this would drive her to become one. But she's better than that.\n\n**\"I sorry for customer preference you change such beauty of yourself. It not fair.\"**\n\nTo her it wasn't fair. Alas, who is she to say this? She hasn't really had a lot of contact with the bi-pedal world, but maybe judgements like this is what makes her favor animals. Thasinia suddenly perked up and she bounced once before relaxing on the spot.\n\n**\"Let's go to your home! If you are not busy with work, you can let your tail out free and be happy!\"***"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*IRA couldn't help but let out a small chuckle when she saw Thai's reactions to her statements before, it was honestly a little funny but definitely a tad bit cute to see someone at her stature get so worked up one something like this. It wasn't like IRA disagreed with what the other said though, no she agreed quite a bit, but before she could really speak up, Tasmania had mentioned actually heading to IRA's house. That was fine by this Nāga as it was best that they waste little time after all* \"Well I can tell you that I am not busy with any work so looks like I'll be keeping my tail out for now. As for heading to me home, follow me\"\n\n*And with that, IRA had turned and started to slither towards the path that lead to her home, she made sure that Tasmania was following beforehand first though. In all reality, it had been ages since IRA had company over in quite a bit of time. This was no problem though, as IRA usually kept things tidy in her home... Minus her forge which was almost always messy, but no one was really going to go there... Hopefully.*\n\n*Besides that all another thing had happened, a small Swallow, which seemingly had flown from the direction of the city, went and landed on IRA's shoulder. This Swallow was no other than IRA's pet bird which she aptly named Speck, after the black specks that dotted the bird's brown feathers. Now for now the bird was pretty silent, but IRA knew that it was only time until this bird thought it best that it speak up and talk smack about whatever it comes across...*\n\n*Nevertheless, they were now on their way to IRA's home!*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Thasinia actually stepped beside Nira, her eyes immediately caught on the swallow that had come to join them on their journey. Her eyes widened at the bird and she smiled more, suddenly immensely excited to meet the bird.\n\n**\"Oh, is this your companion?\"** She asked before she gave a little wave to the swallow. **\"Hello, little bird companion!\"** She smiled widely at the bird.\n\nThasinia could talk to animals, of a low level. Neither Nira nor her swallow companion would know this, especially considering the bird hasn't spoken yet. Regardless, Thasi was incredibly interested in the bird. She liked birds, though her specialty was reptiles and arachnids. Bigger animals were okay, not comfortable for her, but they would do.\n\nThasi's eyes looked up to meet Nira's eyes.\n\n**\"What is your lovely feathered friend's name, Nira?\"**\n\nAdorably, Thasinia rolled her 'R' with each word she said containing the letter. It made Nira's name sound beautifully foreign, like it came from wherever Thasinia originally came from.\n\nRegardless, Thasi brought a hand close to the swallow in an attempt to scratch under the bird's beak. Most birds like that, at least the ones in the wild did.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*IRA knew immediately that she was going to get an earful from the bird when Thai had reached to pet it, what she didn't know that the elf could understand what birds like Speck were saying... All in all, this may not turn out well.* \n\n\"Watch where you are reaching you long eared freak!\" *This is what the harmless looking bird had said just as it flapped its way up over IRA's head onto her other shoulder. With this statement alone, it should have been made known that this bird was a little shit. The deadpan look that IRA had upon her face even showed that this was a common occurrence... Though the fact that Tasmania could probably understand the bird, well that was something that IRA was not prepared for at all. Well, that bridge could be crossed when she came across it though* \n\n\"I-err-yeah the bird's name is Speck, and honestly I'm sorta stuck with her\"\n*The story in which IRA got stuck with this bird was fairly cliché, she found a sick chick and nursed it to health. This chick then grew up into a healthy sparrow and would not leave IRA, soon after that IRA soon could actually understand what the tweets of the sparrow meant and well... Most of it was shit talking, it wasn't like IRA could change this fact or get rid of the bird, that would just be mean and cruel... Despite obvious reasons on why she should. Other than such, IRA continued to walk a path towards her home with Speck on her shoulder and Tasmania following along*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Addy would giggle* \"I guess you could say I have a thing for the arts or anything that involves a bit of creativity\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well I don't know if blacksmithing involves any of that. Except when making more... Decorative creation\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Ellena would flex her arm showing her biceps. Quite muscular all around* \"Yup, That and discipline\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Add would giggle* \"I think you and my boyfriend should see who has more muscle\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well, What does he do?\" *She asked as she blushed a little bit*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well his job isn't necessarily muscle forward, but he is obsessed with working out and keeping up with his training\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well training is really important. As well as working out. I will admit, my profession does give me a work out, but I like to work out separately. Just feels better being able to do stuff much easily. Like being able to pick up heavy thing and what not. But needing to constantly ask someone else to help with heavy lifting is quite annoying. How about you? You like working out too?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ah yea that's a fair point. Sometimes but I do enjoy swimming, yoga, and meditation and if it's nice out, I like dancing in open fields since I feel like I can just set myself free, you know?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Mmm... I never felt like I wasn't free. But I mean, do you do heavy work outs. If you wanted to spend some time with your bf, I do believe he'd appreciate you working out with him. I mean... I do miss working out with my brother\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well him and I do some exercises and workout sessions together which are nice but oftentimes he tends to do them before I wake up\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well that sounds nice. Maybe me and him should do some work out together as well. He might have some tips and tricks\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yea! I think he'd very much like that\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"If it didn't mean the wolves would pounce, I'd throw both of you on my back and sprint out of here... But we have no other option, and I'm not leaving you behind,\" *Kalisha said. The last thing she would ever want was to be eaten alive, she'd never wish that on an innocent.\nShe'd glare back at the eyes of each wolf and let out a wrathful roar. Pissed off of waiting, Kalisha winds up her Kanabo and throws the weapon at one of the pairs of glowing eyes to hit it from range. Ire, still aflame, would begin to set fire to that zone, and eventually it will force the wolves to either attack or flee before the flames surround all parties involved.\nNow, Kalisha lowers her stance with arms out wide, and surveys the area surrounding her. She was ready to destroy anymore wolves that rush out at her and the elders.*\n\"**Test me!!**\" *She screams at the foliage, daring the wolves to come at her.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As you throw Ire at one of the pair of eyes you would hear a 'well' followed by seeing some of the underbrush going aflame. You would hear the wolves growling at the sight but would then see the alpha wolf leap out with its eyes glowing white. It would then open its maw to let out a breath of cold air to put out the flames.*\n\n*At this point the puzzle pieces would likely click for Alisha. The leader wolf wasn't really a wolf, but some sort of hybrid between a winter and normal wolf. It would be no surprise given its superior traits from being part winter wolf that it would become the leader of a massive wolf pack, and was likely the reason for the increase amount of wolves in the area. For what purpose you would not know, but it was clear that it wasn't going to back down from your show of strength.*\n\n*The alpha wolf would let out a bark and 3 more wolves would come out of the foliage. They would snarl at Alisha before lowering their heads and charge for her, with the alpha wolf being in the forefront*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Huh, magic little fucker,\" *Kalisha mutters.\nShe watches and stares at the wolves as they rush her down, and lowers her stance similar to that assumed by a sumo wrestler before the match starts. Her intent here was to make it easier to grab one of the wolves instead of catching it out of the air and risking falling over.\nAlpha wolf being in the front was perfect. Kalisha rushes towards it with her arms out and forward, and reaches out to grab the alpha wolf. Once she gets her hands on it, she lifts it up over her back and wraps her arms around the thigh and shoulder while the wolf is held horizontally over her own shoulders.\nThen, she slightly lifts the wolf, and pulls it straight down upon her shoulder to snap the wolf's spine - a backbreaker drop. Several loud cracking noises resound through the area as the wolf's spinal cord is snapped in two, and Kalisha tosses the body to the ground. The alpha would now more than likely be paralysed from the mid-section down, and permanently so. She'd put it out of its misery soon, but first makes sure that all of the other wolves submit.*\n\nThink how Shao Kahn snaps Kotal Kahn's spine in MK11 - a backbreaker drop."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As the alpha would be caught in Alisha's arms the wolf would look surprised, but his eyes would harden and bark once more. The wolves that were charging Alisha would then run around her as she is lifting the alpha over her shoulders and instead go for Laura and Henry. Laura would let out a scream as the two wolves would leap at her, knock her over, and start tearing away at her neck. The third would start gnawing on Larry's shoulder. At this and start dragging him into the underbrush. At this point Alisha would've finally finished snapping the alpha's spine and tossing him to the side as he whimpered in pain, but the targets she was supposed to be protecting were now seriously injured.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*In the process of breaking the Alpha's back, Kalisha notices that the other wolves aren't fleeing as she expected. She had hoped that they would recognise their leader got brutalised and run away, but it seems there was no dice.\nSo, instead of dropping the alpha on the ground, Kalisha takes it by the legs and swings out at the other wolves, literally using the alpha as a weapon to beat up his 'disciples'. Given how dire the situation is, this was probably the best way to go about it, if not a little bit immoral. But who cares about morality when it comes to saving lives?\nAt least in the process she'll be agonising the leader by slamming and swinging him around. Let's see if he calls his buddies off or dies in the process. And with a broken back, he can't do anything with his lower body, so the alpha has no option but to go through all this - he can't curl around to bite Kalisha, he can't wiggle out, nothing.\nShe swings out with the alpha to smack away any of the wolves that are still in range or haven't passed her yet while she was backbreaker dropping it. After this initial 360 degree swing, Kalisha runs toward the elders to take down any of the other wolves if they made it to Laura and Henry.*\n\n\nWar: 1 Turn remaining`"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*There were only 3 wolves that remained with the current pack, and following the alpha's orders, even though Alisha was strong and physically quicker, the wolves were faster on their feet than her and had made it around her wild swings and tore into the elders. However, she would be able to smack them away with the alpha's body, forcing them to back away and snarl at you. Laura's and Henry's bodies were a blood mess, but looked like they were still breathing, for now at least. The alpha would be mostly helpless as it was being swung around wildly with its broke back, but it would weakly tilt his head toward Alisha, its eyes glowing white, as its opens its mouth and sends a blast of cold air at her at this close distance, enveloping her and causing her movement to be slowed down tremendously*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kalisha was taken by surprised from the alpha wolf's ice breath blast, and was having none of it; she drops him to the ground and raises a foot, then slams down upon his head to crush the skull and finish it off. She roars out at the other wolves, showing off her wrath, as she throws two Wrathful Bolts to 'burn' them.\nOoh, that was some chilly wind. Lucky it didn't freeze her entirely though.\nNow that War has expired, Kalisha's muscle mass returns to normal and the crimson glow dissipates and vanishes. Nevertheless, she is still tall and bulky, but just not as large as she was before. If anything, her previous uses of War were for the sole purpose of increasing her size and deterring animals - probably would have been able to backbreaker and skull crush the alpha without it.\nShe glances back at the elders, seeing that they were both injured... But not dead. That's good. She'll get 'em outta here. Kalisha returns her glare back to the wolves.*\n\n`Mana: 72 77 (regen) 57\nWar: Expired`"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The wolves seeing their leader be brutally crushed would earn a few yelps from the wolves. They leap back a few feet and look as if they were about to flee, but seeing Alisha start to shrink down they would regain some of their bravado. However, they would be caught off guard as she let loose two wrathful bolts, hitting two of them, pushing them away from the elderly couple. The third wolf would look confused on what to do, but would simply stand his ground for now as his compatriots regained their footing and return to his side*\n\n*Laura would weakly crawl over to Henry, taking a piece of bandage to wrap her bleeding neck. Both of them would look very pale and weak. Henry would have his eyes closed, and his breathing appeared to be getting shallower. Laura would start to cry and weep onto his chest as she held his hand*\n\n\"Why... Why did this have to happen...? First you take away my son and grandchild, and now my husband?.... Am I not to love any men in my life?... Why... Why is this happening...\" *She would weep*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kalisha hears Laura crying and weeping. Losing her children, possibly her husband... People who care about her.\nShe knew how that felt, to be left behind... Not being allowed to love or hold anyone dear.\nNature pissed her off.\nKalisha empowers herself with War once more, screaming wrathfully as she casts the spell. As much as War is exhausting, Kalisha needs to stay tall and threatening in the face of the wolves who are just about to flee. Her muscle mass and height increases again, and so returns the blood-red energy around her body.*\n\"Begone!\" *She screams at the wolves to scare them off. Kalisha stays with the elders while she tries to ward off the wolves.*\n\n`Mana: 57 29\nWar: 5 Turns`"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As Alisha would grow in size once more this would be the final push needed for the wolves to back away and head back into the forest, leaving the group to their own devices. Laura would look up to Tallish, her eyes red from tears*\n\n\"I... I don't think he's going to make it... He's lost too much blood... I'm losing too much blood.\" *And she would touch her neck which was already soaked red despite just putting it on a moment ago*\n\n\"... This might be cruel... But can I ask that you bury us by that tree we gathered around in the beginning?... It was our last enjoyable spot doing herb work... This job has proven to be too much... Should've suspected as much given the high pay...\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh, No. Nothing. Just thinking out loud to myself. Don't worry about it. It's nothing\" *Ellena would say slightly blushing to her slip of the tongue*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Are you sure?\" *Add would say as she ate some of the pastries*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "As Jade walked through one of the smaller side-streets in the bustling city in Salvainia, she looked down at the silver cradled in her hands. She frankly had no idea what to do with it.\n\n\"Get something for yourself. A necklace or some sort of fragrance,\" The General had said. \"I'll be delivering our briefing to some dignitaries today, about our training. It would be best if only humans and macens attended. Come back in a few hours. Then, we will depart for home in the morning.\"\n\nAnd so, that's how she'd ended up here. The general stayed with a cousin of his when visiting the city, but lived in his own manor away from this concentration of people. Jade wasn't used to these surroundings yet, and so had stuck to the side streets for the time being..\n\nThe oriate swallowed, thinking. _What am I supposed to buy? How much does a necklace cost... Or a fragrance?_"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Sufi had been wondering through the city for the better half an hour by now, she was still dripping wet from washing up on the relatively nearby shore and frankly, she had no idea on where she was in this world. She could clearly understand the language that people wrote and read in, but the think that was her biggest problem right now was that the coins in her coin pouch were foreign and thus rendered absolutely useless in this world that she had found herself in. What she did have going for her though was that all her armor and sword were in good shape, she also somehow kept her head-piece which was frankly extremely important to her. Well, despite being absolutely broke, Sufi saw that she could at least to pretend to be a human which was what most people seemed to be here in this city... She wasn't sure on how people would react to seeing a mistune here quite yet.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "Jade turned the corner and bumped into a passer-by, causing her to stumble back and drop some of her coin. The fur on her ears and tail bristled, and she nervously looked up at the man she'd run into.\n\n\"Watch where you're going!\" He said gruffly, pushing his way past her and purposefully scattering some of her silver with his foot.\n\nThe oriate gasped and turned, crouching down to pick up what she'd lost. \"My apologies,\" She said, hoping the man would turn around and forgive her. However, he continued to walk away, his back square and unapproachable.\n\nThe young woman sighed, standing back up to her feet once she had what had fallen. She eventually looked up and saw an armored woman approaching, seeming just as disoriented as Jade was. _Should I talk to her?_"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Sufi had heard a some sort of commotion nearby which of course had drawn her attention a little, what she had seen was a smaller woman with more animal-like ears and such... Something like a mistune, but not. This woman had apparently bumped into a man and the man didn't take kindly to that which then seemingly caused him to make a bit of a seen... Sufi didn't really like the looks of that one bit.\n\n*Now, Sufi couldn't say that this was definite or anything, but it did seem that most humans didn't really see the more animalistic races as equal... Which wasn't a surprise to Sufi seeing as it was the same in her homeland. Thankfully she had the ability to conceal her ears and tail and at least disguise as a human, which was probably better than not.*\n\n*Despite all this, Sufi felt a bit sad to see how the younger looking woman was treated... But she couldn't exactly jump in to help without seeming suspicious, she did look like a high class noble after all with the fancy armor and accessories that she was wearing, but in reality she was dirt poor in this new land. After some quick thought, Sufi decided upon at least asking if the younger woman was okay, so she approached Jade.*\n\"Hey, are you okay?\"\n\n*As Sufi said those four words, it was more than evident that her accent didn't match that of those who lived in this region, which made her stand out a little. This was less of a worry though as Sufi knew that she could conjure up a story easily enough if she ever had to tell where she was from, she would just need to see a map of this region and all. But anyway, she was more focused on the wellbeing of the smaller kemonomimi in front of her*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"U-Um..\" Jade murmured, looking up at the woman. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, one of her ears flicking as she noticed how Sephi spoke. _Strange... What sort of accent is that?_\n\n\"I'm alright. I should really look where I'm going..\" Jade said. Her nose twitched slightly as she gathered a little whiff of the woman standing before her. She smelled of sea salt and... Something Jade had never smelled before. Her first instinct was that this was a spy of some sort, from some distant, hostile land..\n\nThe kemonomimi was wearing a plain cream colored dress, with nothing nearly as protective as the woman's armor, but still. _Should I tell the general? Should I detain her right now?_\n\nJade swallowed and clenched the silver in one hand, staring up intently at the woman. \"Who are you? U-Um.. If you wouldn't mind telling me, ma'am..\" She asked, forward, but still seeming apprehensive. Her gaze drifted away nervously."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The apprehension in both the woman's voice and her whole demeanor really made Sufi nervous, she had spent the better half of a day in this new world, and she was probably oh so close to having the guards called on her... Which was possibly for the better seeing as she would be sleeping in a sheltered place, even though it would be behind bars*\n\"Oh... Uhh,\"\n\n*Sufi wasn't going to lie with this question, but if it leads to where she was from, which she half expected, she knew that a lie would be needed. How did she expect the second question somehow? Well she saw the young woman's nose twitch, like she was smelling something coming off of her, Sufi could do something similar due to being a mistune and all... But she didn't due to wanting to seem as human as possible. As for the question, she was just going to answer it was naturally as she could*\n\"I'm Sufi, may I ask who you are?\"\n\n*Unlike a slick spy that would usually speak smoothly or with confidence, Sufi was nearly a nervous wreck and that was evident in her voice... This didn't match her looks through because despite her nervousness, she was trying to show confidence in how she stood, but that was pretty hard to do in the situation that she was in at least.*\n\n*All in all, Sufi really didn't see this conversation ending too well... Half because of the suspicion that the other was showing and half because Sufi was a foreigner, and she knew full well that she was probably the most suspicious person in this town right now due to that fact... But alas, she was also probably the least likely to start a fight at this point, she didn't know how powerful people were here after all*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "Jade brought her hands up to her face, clasping them next to her cheek as her ears perked. She gave a little tilt to her head, her eyes closed as she smiled wide.\n\n\"Sephi; that's such a cute name!\" The kemonomimi cooed, her tail swaying back and forth as she thought about it.\nIt didn't take much to distract her, after all.\n\n\"My name is Jade,\" She said, soon snapping back to attention. Seeing the woman in her armor made Jade almost want to salute.. But here, out in the open an with a stranger, it was sure to look odd.\n\n\"Are you here on business? To see His Imperial Majesty? You seem... Lost,\" Jade murmured, tilting her head in the other direction now. Her ear with the metal tag on it flicked again, as she wondered what the General might think of her bringing home a visitor. Perhaps he'd be able to assess better if this stranger were friendly or not.."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"To see who?\"\n*Sufi hadn't realized that this place was a monarchy... Then again most places were so she shouldn't have been surprised in all honesty, she did have a lot to learn about this place though and meeting the person in power may have been best for her. She did realize that though meeting the one in power could be good, there was also a chance that it could turn out bad for her as well, she was a foreigner after all, someone without a past and with no known family... It would be easy to either enslave her or simply make her disappear, neither of these things are what she wanted at all.*\n\n*Sufi had also been caught off guard by Jade's reaction to her name, she hadn't really seen it as cute or anything before, but she guessed that to one who hadn't heard it before it could be seen as cute or soft or what not. That wasn't a high priority though, she had to get herself situated, and it seems like Jade here was the best person to help right now*\n\"Well anyway, it's nice meeting you Jade. As for if I'm here on business... Well that's sorta a complicated matter because I only just got here... By washing up on the shore\"\n\n*As Sufi replied, she could see the metal tag on Jade's ear, it looked like it would have been painful to put in, but Jade seemed mostly unbothered by it. The thing was though, the tag reminded Sufi of that of which one would mark their cattle with so that anyone who found a lost cow could see who it's owner was... Was this young woman in a similar situation with having an owner and such? Sufi didn't really know nor did she jump to conclusions because she simply didn't know the ways of the land here*\n\"But yeah... If you could, I would like to meet this Imperial Majesty\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"The Emperor. You know, the one who made Sylvainia... How do you not.. Know?\" Jade said. She was becoming concerned now. Either this woman was truly clueless and confused, or her facade of ignorance was too obvious. Jade's stomach felt uneasy. Neither option was exactly ideal.\n\n\"Well, you can't just go and meet him. You'd have to request an audience. And getting one, _if_ you get one, may take months. Unless you're here for business, I'm not sure he'd even want to speak with you...\" Jade said, rubbing her chin as she thought.\n\n\"But.. You could meet my master, General Bougaine. He might be able to help. He's busy, right now..\" Jade said. She paused for a few moments, her voice softening.\n\n\"I don't understand... You washed up on shore.. Was there a ship wreck? Where were you sailing from?\" She felt like she was asking a lot of questions, but there was so much known about this woman.. She wanted to be as prepared as possible."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I think there was a ship wreck, I remember some of it... But I can't say I know where I'm from, I can't remember that too well\"\n*Sufi couldn't have been lying at this point, she had tried to remember where she had come from before, when she had washed up on the beach, but all she could remember back to was her being on a ship before it collided with something and ended up wrecking somewhere out at sea. After that she remembered bailing and floating on a large chunk of wood from the ship before she blacked out and woke up on the shore. This being all she knew, of course she would be confused and even clueless, she wasn't from here after all*\n\n*When Jade had mentioned meeting her master, General Touraine, Sufi saw that as the second-best thing that she could do in this sort of situation. What worried her though was that her attire looked and probably was that of a General's armor set, she wasn't sure what she did before today, but it probably involved some sort of fighting seeing as her armor was pretty protective.*\n\"As for General Touraine, I would like to meet him whenever it's convenient. I would also like to make it known that I would like to meet him on peaceful matters... If that helps at all\"\n\n*Despite the composure that Sufi was showing, she was just going off of what felt right in her gut. She didn't know anyone here so she was feeling the same about Jade as she felt about her, only it was less suspicion and more of a sense of slight curiosity overlapped with immense worry. This worry coming from the fact that though Sufi wasn't dead in the water, she still wasn't sure if she could make a living here easily... She would rather not remain homeless in the winter and eventually freeze to death.*\n\"And I guess meeting with the imperial majesty can wait...\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Great!\" Jade exclaimed, though the excitement didn't quite carry over to her face. After seeing that this woman had clearly been through something traumatic, she felt determined to help. Besides, as an important-looking human, she was being nice to the kemonomimi, and that was something Jade would easily remember.\n\n\"The General is busy right now. But, he told me to buy something with this silver,\" Jade said, holding the silver out to the woman. Her hands were wrapped up with bandages, and her nails were sharp, primed for combat.\n\n\"Do you know how to buy things? I've never done it on my own before. He told me to buy... Oh, what was it..\" Jade murmured, trying her hardest to remember as she closed her eyes shut. Suddenly, she opened them. \"Yes, I remember now! A necklace or a fragrance. Can you help me find those?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yeah... I think I may be able to help a little\"\n*Sufi was a bit clueless as to how the monetary system worked here in Albania, but she figured that it shouldn't be too hard to get the hang of... She hoped. As for the items that needed to be found, a necklace or fragrance, she knew that was needed, and she could probably guess on why this general wanted either of these items... But she wasn't going to take wild guesses on such a matter, she was going to help after all*\n\n*What she needed to figure out though was where they could find these items, she had no idea what the layout of this city was so it may take her a bit of wandering around to find a marketplace or something similar to that. When they find that, Sufi knew that she could help at least pick something out. As for what that something should be, she knew that a well crafted necklace should work best, half because of the looks and half because of it's longevity.*\n\"Okay so in my opinion we should get a necklace instead of a fragrance, a necklace is both parts beautiful and long-lasting after all. We also need to find a jeweler or some place similar to get the necklace if you do agree on it\"\n\n*Sufi may have been clueless earlier but now that she had her mind set on the task on hand, she knew what needed to be done to accomplish said task. She wasn't too sure on how this General would react to her helping though, but Sufi decided to think on that later because she and jade needed to buy either the necklace or fragrance, and then they may just be set in stone and ready to go!*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Beautiful and long lasting...\" Jade repeated, nodding to herself as she did her best to be reasonable in her own mind. She began walking in the direction of the more wealthier properties, staring down at her silver again, as if admiring it.\n\n\"This is the first time the General has let me go out on my own. I want to do a good job. I want him to be happy with me.\" Jade said, her face set with resolve. \"If we want to find a jewel... Er? We should probably go this way. People with more money live this way.\"\n\nJade's tail swung back and forth as she walked, eager to prove herself as someone capable of accomplishing things on her own... Even if she had some help."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Sufi followed along and as she did, she hoped that Jade would have enough money to get something good because she knew that she hadn't any money to spare to help pay... Probably because she had no money local to this region at all. She could solve that problem later though, especially when there were other things to focus on. As they walked through, Sufi saw just how foreign the architecture was in this region... It was familiar to her, but it was also obviously different to her... She just couldn't place her finger on it though.*\n\n*One thing that Sufi had noticed about Jade though was just how happy she was, especially for being what she presumed was a slave. Of course, she was assuming some things, but it was near obvious to Sufi that Jade wasn't treated badly, which was also reinforced by the fact that she was actually allowed to go out and about to go shopping. Other than the whole possible slave thing, Sufi could definitely see Jade being a normal towns person... Which may have been an odd thing to think, but it was at least on the better end of things in Sufi's mind.*\n\"With they way you are, I bet the General is already happy with you. Along with that, We'll do a good job so he is extra happy with you\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "_\"Extra_ happy?\" Jade looked over toward Sephi, blinking a few times. She'd seen what it meant for the general to be pleased with her. But to reach something even beyond that? Jade could hardly imagine it. Her cheeks immediately flushed, and her ears pinned back toward her neck.\n\n\"Oh my...\" The kemonomimi said, releasing a pent in breath. \n\nShe paused as the two passed by a shop, instead of a temporary vendor's stand. There was a diamond etched into a sign hanging out front, and through the window, there stood a couple inspecting what seemed to be a fairly large stone atop a display case."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Mm! If we get this right, then I bet that he'll be extremely happy with you!\"\n*Sufi was of course going off of guesses and such, but her attempts to make Jade all giddy worked. She didn't do this for any real reason except to just make the happy... Though seeing Jade's reaction was a bit odder than what Sufi had expected. Nonetheless, she planned on helping Jade get this errand done right!*\n\n*When they had reached what seemed to be a Jeweler's shop, Sufi stopped and peered through the window to see if her assumption was correct, and by the seems of if it was! Now there was only one thing that she had to worry about now, and that was the cost of a necklace. She didn't know how much Jade had, but she did really hope that it was enough now that they were there.*\n\"I think this is the shop right here\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"It's really delicious! Would you like to try some?\" *She'd say as she gestured to the plate of pastries*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Don't mind if I so *She said as she took and ate one.* \"Really is delicious\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Well I do hope we can see each other again sometime... Maybe we'll see each other again sometime in the future\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I do hope so as well. I really enjoyed getting to know you\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Following behind her with a look of curiosity in his piercing red eyes, Kondor's arms could just be seen swaying from side to side ever so slightly, fingers twitching slightly with the steps he took, almost as if he were tapping to a song. In the light, it was easier to see his form. His shoulders were exposed, unlike the rest of his body which was covered in metal plating. The skin was rough, as though it had been scarred so much that such a form had become natural. On top of that... It was red. His skin was red, just like an Oni. But if he were so, his horn was nowhere to be seen.*\n\n\"Kondor finds place at night, is fine, yes. If Roach wants, I sleep on floor. Bed not important. I sleep on ground since I was child, so really, no problem.\" *He didn't seem to be lying, nd the rusted gear that he wore, including a pair of heavy looking gauntlets, with a pair of serrated blades on the back of his hand running down to his elbow made to tear into flesh positioned on top of them. His body was surprisingly actually hunched over due to the sheer amount of muscle that caused him to have a hunchback.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Roach did notice, and she did wonder, but she didn't really want to ask about his skin. He seemed really nice, and it didn't *Feel* Like an act. So she ignored it and led him along, hanging off of Condor as if they were close whenever people gave him looks. She waved cheerily at the stunned in keep as she led Condor (carefully) through the building and upstairs, promising to cover for the big man staying the night.\n\n\"Rehear we go. It's simple and a little hot, but decent as rooms go. The only reason I'm putting you on the floor is, up!\" She took a moment to catch a breath after tossing the mattress to the floor. \"That bed is just too small for you. But this should be nicer than hard wood. Good rest is important before a job. Oh yes, and so is getting clean! They have a bathhouse downstairs' even a laundress for hire. Here.\" She took several dozen silver and forced it into Condor's hand. \n\n\"Take your time, enjoy the hot water, and let me know if anyone messes with you, okay? While you wash I'm going to clean up our armor and weapons, sound good to you? I'll wash up myself after you get back.\" She nodded once and started unfastening the many straps that kept her armor snug to her body.\n\n\"You need help getting the plates off?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "Walking by the people with their weird expressions, Kondor mimicked Roach in her little wave, raising his hand and shaking it whenever she did, looking back and forth between her and the people. The closeness at which she was hanging onto him didn't seem to affect him, especially since the last person he had hung out with, who just disappeared the day after. Though his head bumped on the ceiling as the pair went upstairs, he wasn't really bothered by it at all.\n\nStaring at the silver that had been placed on his hand, Kondor smiled and shook his head. \"No, no, no need for money. Kondor is having plenty, have it.\" Saying so, he pushed the silver back into her hands and pulled on a pouch that had hung beneath one of the plates. From the jiggling sound, it seemed like there was quite an amount there.\n\nWhen she mentioned getting his armour off, his eyes did seem to widen in surprise. Waving his hands a little bit in the air, he said, \"Ah, yes. Would like help. Kondor... Never takes off armour. Just river in wild, so no need. Thank you.\" He then pats his helmet, \"But not helmet. Helmet I take off.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Whoa, he really is a pro, just like I guessed. I know those muscles weren't just for show! Even if it is a magnificent show.*\n\n\"Alright then, I'll help you with everything else. You know I did say I'd be covering for you, even if- quash!?\" She exclaimed suddenly, mortification etched deeply into her features. \n\n’D. Did you just say. You *Never* Take off your armor. Condor! That's not good for your armor, and it's even worse for you! Hahaha!\" Concerned for his well-being and partly for his equipment she set to work quickly, nimble fingers aggressively working rusted clasps and straps.\n\n\"I will be working on your armor first, I didn't realize the rust was so deep set. Do I have enough oil? I think I do. You need to get yourself cleaned up really well, and make sure you dry off thoroughly, too.\" She piled the plates as she removed each one and checked his skin over as she worked.\n\n*Jeez poor guy. No one taught him how to take care of himself or his things, did they?*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru had a long day. It felt like it should be night even if the sun barely reached it's peek. The wolf kemonomimi had done allot of preparing as his eatery has really picked off and he planed on leaving towards the west.*\n\n*Kibaru wore a snow white coat to match the snow with black pant reaching over his brown boats. Both his coat and boots had fur lining making them ready for the winter. Kibaru's coat was open revealing his bare torso with scaring all over. Even his left cheek bore a scar. Clearly this was someone that got into many tussles. Behind his was a blur of 5 or six bright blue tails swirling behind him as he walked. His ears having the same bright blue colour, but his hair was dark and seemed to have a slight blue tint under the sun*\n\n*Kibaru was wondering the streets with a board in hand and a pen in the other, he was occasionally asking from person to person. Whether it was a shop keeper at the stalls or a random passer byer*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "The Albanian Empire, a land of the powerful, in both wealth and strength. With the Mention conflict just west, it was a relatively safe and thriving place to be, with the streets still bustling with life, war mostly an afterthought. However, news of such battles carried from over the horizon in the wind, a stench of death and destruction. Though many sought to avoid it, many also found the war profitable, including a wood-man, from a far-off land.\n\nThis man was towering over the civilians of the Albanian streets, draped in a sizeable blue-purple robe that obscured most of his body. Adorned on his head was a wide-brimmed hat, in the same colors, that cast a shadow on his face. All that peeked out were his yellow eyes, like small suns of the desert, vibrant and shining. He was in the market for armor, as his had been in a state of disrepair since many moons ago, as well as directions west. He sought to make himself known in the mercenary scene, not just for money, but for the thrill of combat, of which he was desperate for.\n\nUnfortunately, the desert-thing, Gambia, had trouble locating a blacksmith, as the strange sounds and noises of this place were foreign to him. He was a stranger in an even stranger land, and such things were overwhelming. Perhaps it had been a mistake to even come? He would be better off looting gear off a corpse."}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Noticing this strange individual with a troubled look, Kibaru saw an opportunity and immediately moved towards him before giving an audible greeting amongst all the noise* \"Why hello there friend. What' brings you to this parts. You seem quite lost. Might I offer some assistance in trade for some information?\" *Kibaru asked before giving a bow* \"Okami's the name. A merchant, hunter and cook. How may I be of service?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Gambia's confused trance was broken by a voice directed at him from below. He looked down at the stranger who had called to him, casting a large shadow on the ground below. A confused look came over the plant-man's face. *This short little fellow had a tail, and ears! Did they know that? Was it contagious? Were they even functional? A tail must make it difficult to fit into doors! And how would you even wear armor with such large extremities jutting off of you! What did it feel like?*\n\nGambia tried to keep his composure.\n\n\"I am Gambia, and I am here for armor, but I am having trouble locating a smithy! This land is foreign to me, and I am rather confused. Someone even tried to take my money! They didn't even ask nicely! I'm a very charitable person, you must understand.\"\n\n\"What information do you seek? I shall provide!\" Gambia then suddenly leaned forwards a significant amount, so he could whisper to Okapi. \"Also, you have something growing from your head and rear. You should probably get that examined.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would then wake after a good nap and he would gaze at her, waiting for her to wake as well*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She was still in a very deep sleep, and she probably wasn't going to wake up anytime soon*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would then softly rub her haed thinking of something to do*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would smile in her sleep, and then she would roll onto her other side so she wasn't touching him*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would then stand up and strech before taking of his jacket again*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would be in a bit of a lighter sleep*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Right then, might as well get busy and train some\" *He would say before he picked up his sword. He would then practice slaching downwards over and over with both hands. He would then swich to one hand and do some combos before reseting and doing other couple of other combos*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would wake up and yawn and watch him still half asleep and her hair would be really messy*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru's form of fighting seemed sloppy at first, but his form was actaully perfect, his slashes would exactly hit where his eyes where pointing and his tails would swing allong with his body, helping him to keep his balance with his incredibily fast combos*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would smile while she watched him and tried to learn through watching*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru's moves where agile aswell as fast, his sword would almost disappear from time to time. His face looked angry, but his smile was one of happyness*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Good morning\" *She would say yawning again*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*As she said that, Kibaru would instantly stop in the middel of his combo and he would look at her smiling* \"Morning beautiful\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would realize her hair was a mess* \"Can I use your brush to brush my hair?\"\n\n*She would smile at him*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Yea, it in my bag\" *He would say ponting to his bag*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Okay thank you\" *She would go to his bag and take his brush and begin to brush her hair*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would then continue his combos, but this time, he would add in him slashing with his claws*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would watch him as she brushed her hair*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*After a little while, kibaru would sheave his katana again and put it with the rest of his stuff, he would then go back and do some hand to hand combat training*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would finish brushing her hair and put the brush back in his bag. She would then go into the forest and get some berries. She would then come back and remove her cape and use her bow and arrow to catch some fish, and she would then start the fire and begin to cook them some lunch*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would continue his powerfull hits againts the air, combining elbows, fists and kick with eact other*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Lunch is ready Kirby\" *She would be sitting with her back towards him*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Be there in a sec\" *He would say runing of to the water and waching himself with the sea water. He would then go to sit by her side* \"What are we having today?\" *He would ask smiling*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"We are having some fish and some berries and coconut water\" *She would say smiling and giving him his lunch*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"That sounds great\" *He would say accepting his meal with a watering mouth*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would feed him a bite* \"How is it?\" *She would say smiling*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"It's good, thank you!\" *He would say smiling eyes closed*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would kiss his cheek* \"I'm glad\" *She would then begin to eat her food*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would eat his foos with a smile as he enjoyed it*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would devour her food pretty quickly and would then go and wash the bowl*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would also finish his food and wash his bowl* \"Ahh, that was good\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm glad you enjoyed it\" *She would say with a smile*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He would then smile before looking at a log a few yards away from them*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"What's wrong?\" *She would ask looking in the direction that he was looking in*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"No, just haven't had my had my sprint test yet\" *He would say as he mesured the distance*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh okay\" *She would say as she watched him*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Right, you wouldn't min if i quickly did them, would you?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Nope not at all\" *She would smile*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would then walk toward the rock their stuff was at and he would put his mask on and it would turn black with glowing blue again. He would then get himself into a starting position to tke of for his sprint*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would watch him, and she would be careful that she wasn't in his way, and she would think \"I prefer him without the mask\" And she would smile*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Then Kibaru would blast of with sand behind him into the direction og the log, after reacing the log, he would quickly turn around and head to the rock again*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would be surprised as to how fast he was, and she would be smiling*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*After making it back to the rock, Kibaru would go again. He would do this 8 times more*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would watch him, and then she would lie down and look at the clouds*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*After Kibaru was done, he would breath heavily after removing his mask* \"Whoo, haven't lost it just yer\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"You have a good endurance and stamina\" *She would say still lying on the ground*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Yea, well i was trained to be a warrior\" *He would say holding his arms above his head* \"And a hunter\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would sit up and look at him* \"Yea that makes sense cause of your muscles and everything\" *She would say blushing a little bit*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"They use to be bigger you know\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"But they are so big already\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"They use to be allot bigger, like 2 to 3 time their current size\" *He would say flexing as his muscles extend*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Damn that's impressive\" *She would say while blushing a lot*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Yea... They might look inpresive, but I like this amount better\" *He would say relaxing his muscles*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Mm\" *She would say as she turned around so he couldn't see her blushing*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would obvisly knew she was blushing, but he would only smile at her*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I-i'm going to go for a swim\" *She would say as she began to run to the water*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Ok, have fun... I'll join you in a bit\" *He would say as he started streching again*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Okay\" *She would transform into her mermaid form and swim towards the coral reef while singing softly*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would then do his push ups, sit ups and other upperbody strenghtenings. After he would move onto training his legs as well*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would be exploring the coral reef, and then she would sit on a rock near it and sing softly*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*After Kibaru was done, he would enter the water after Adeliza and try to find her*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would keep singing, but she would be lost in thought*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would then spot her and go into hiding behind the corals and he would slowly make his way behind her*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She wouldn't notice, but she was back to reality, but she kept singing as she watched the sea creatures in front of her*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Then behind her Kibaru would suddenly speak* \"A beautiful voice matching the beauty singing it herself\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would jump* \"Oh my god you scared me\" *She would have her hand to her heart and she would be trying to calm herself down*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would then laugh rolling back in the water* \"Sorry... I couldn't help myself\" *He was a bit more childish than usual*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would laugh too* \"It's okay\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"But really though, you do have a beautiful voice\" *Kibaru would say calming down a bit*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Thank you\" *She would smile and blush a bit*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would smile after he had calmed down* \"A song from the heart, a good heart\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would swim to him and hug him* \"You're so nice\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"No, I'm just truthful and loyal\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"That's true too\" *She would smile*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"You're the actual nice one here\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"No you're nicer than me\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"That's because you've only met one side that you would say that... It tend not to be so nice to people that try and take what belongs to me\" *He would tell her, almost like a warning*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm not going to take anything from you, and you know that\" *She would say feeling a bit sad that he would think she would do something like that*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I didn't mean you take from me\" *He would say putting his forehead against her* \"But you might not think I'm so nice if someone tries to take something I hold deer\" *He would say talking about her being taken*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would blush* \"But then I would think you are being protective which I still find nice and to be honest kind of cute too\" *She would say with a smile on her face*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "He was rather startled at how active she had been in removing his armour, reflexively raising his arms in order to facilitate the removal of it. He really didn't feel like it was a bad thing that he didn't take his armour off, he was actually quite used to washing himself along with the thing.\n\n\"Aaah, what you doing? Is quite ticklish, yes?\" He gets out a few chuckles as more and more of his plate came off, each bit revealing scars, bite marks, and in some places even burn marks. \"Kondor is embarrassed.\" \n\nIt wasn't that he wasn't taught how, he just found it more convenient. On top of that, he never really spent much time with any one individual."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "She couldn't help but laugh at the unexpected reaction from the giant man.\n\n\"So you're the ticklish sort? I'll have to keep that in mind!\"\n\n*But those scars, I wonder if his whole life has been fighting, just because he's big? Reliable, but seems unfair for such a nice guy.*\n\n\"Alright, now go be embarrassed in some hot water!\" She said with an encouraging pat. \"Wait, I don't really mean that literally. Just go wash up.\"\n\nWith the last heavy plate added to the impressive pile she started rooting around in her duffel bag. Extracting brushes, cloth, and flasks of oil she then plopped down next to the armor, took a deep breath, and started cleaning it all properly."}, {"from": "human", "value": "Nodding with an appreciative smile on his face, the man then lumbered his way off to the showers. Underneath his armour he had only actually been wearing some old looking trousers, but at least it's better than not wearing anything.\n\n\"Thank you. Is grateful, really.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "- - - **The next morning** - - -\n\nThe tiny Macon resting her head against Condor's side finally stirred after having been up late, diligently working on there equipment until it looked almost new. Her long blonde hair she had let down was a right mess from sleep, and in a plain red tunic she looked no different from your average civilian compared to her armed and armored appearance last night. Or rather, next to Condor, she looked like an average child. \n\nWearily she sat up and rubbed her eyes. She turned her head to regard her current adventuring companion to see if he was awake. She lightly patted his side.\n\n\"Morning, my friend. Sleep was good?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "Turning his head slowly to face the tiny lady, Kondor nodded in response to her question. He would have insisted that she slept instead of working on his armour, but since he had pretty much lost track of time in the baths, he himself had only actually came back way past midnight. Patting the woman softly with his gargantuan digits, he stretched himself, groaning slightly as he prepared to get up.\n\n\"Yes, yes, I sleep good. You?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Whoa, he-he.\"\n\nShe couldn't help but laugh a bit at being patted on the head by a hand so large it blocked out the sun for her. Not to mention almost no one ever gave her head pats. From anyone else it might seem weird but from Condor she sensed not even the barest hint of ill will. It was nice and it made her smile.\n\n\"I slept like a rock once I got around to it. Hopefully not too late, though.\" She replied with a stretch. She went to the window to check the position of the sun.\n\n*High up there already, but not 'high noon' yet. Lucky. That sure was a lot of work last night.*\n\nShe yawned and turned around, half leaning, half sitting on the open window sill.\n\n\"Hungry?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Ooh, yes, always hungry. And thank you for armour.\" Standing up from the bed and scratching his back as he looked at the pile of now shiny plates, he couldn't help but smile at the thing, remembering when it was first given to him.\n\n\"What food you like?\" He asked while placing the gauntlets on his arms once more. He was fine going on without the armour, but his weapons were to keep.\n\nHis helmet did seem to be slightly loose, so it was evident that he had taken it off yesterday, albeit not somewhere she could have seen him. He strapped on the bottom part of the thing, before sorting through his stuff, deciding what to take and what to leave. Coin bag, definitely take. Anyone dumb enough to try to mug him would probably end up being the one who was mugged."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Aha, silly question, of course you would be. I guess I was asking what you wanted in a roundabout way. I'll try to remember to keep it straightforward. As for what I like? Hmm mm... I'd have to say most things, but when I'm in town I like to try stuff I can't easily have out in the wild, stuff that takes more preparation like sauces of fresh baked goods. Oh eggs, definitely we should grab a few eggs while we can.\" Briefly she reconsidered, considering Condor, and laughed lightly. \"Or a few dozen.\"\n\nShe pushed off from the sill as Condor selected a minimum of gear. From her own things she picked only a belt with a pouch attached to it and some light boots better suited for local travel. And of course the room key. She led him out and locked the door behind them before heading downstairs, tea and eggs first on her mind. She made an effort at fixing her hair as they went, though she knew it was mostly futile."}, {"from": "human", "value": "I'm the end, he ended up just taking his gauntlets and money, as well as a pouch which contained a few materials for emergency, such as a few darts and a couple metres of rope. \"Kondor likes anything, meat better though. Beef, cow, anything. Kondor will eat it. Or, we could hunt food.\" \n\nHe didn't actually have any hair, in contrast to Roach, though that wasn't something that was visible. Lowering his head as he went down the stairs, he just ignored any staring that he might get."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Mm, not a bad idea. Farm cattle are way better than wild, and they can marinate the meat in all sorts of tasty sauces. We should try slow cooked pork with the sweet and tangy glaze sometime. Practically melts in your mouth. But it sounds like steak and eggs for today.\"\n\n She droned on happily, scanning the downstairs dining area. It seemed a busy morning, but thanks to Condor being Condor most people made space for them. They got many glances, a few double takes, and even one or two long stairs. It seemed a few people had something on their mind seeing them together, but thankfully held their tongues for now.\n\nRoach found a free table for them both and waved down a serving girl, who did not look happy about it. She ordered green tea, steak marinated in a bourbon sauce, and scrambled eggs. She then asked if Condor wanted the same or something else, before tripling the size of his order. \n\n\"Phew, clean, well rested, and soon to be well-fed. Our boss sure is lucky. So, how long exactly have you been a sword- her, a mercenary?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "Agreeing to have the same food as Roach had chosen, while also feeling ever so slightly guilty for the commotion which the two had caused, Kondor tapped his fingers on the table happily, while waving at the serving girl, no ill intent directed in any way.\n\n\"Kondor has been mercenary... 12 years. Kondor is 36 years old. Wander, quest, fight, so on. Looking for master, I am. He very good man, make me these.\" He shakes his wrists a bit, indicating that he meant his gauntlets. \"They called, Donner, and Schlag. Very good weapons, just good for me.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Twelve years? That's about half as long as I've been alive! And you got *Named* Weapons from your master? Shoot I've got a ton of me but nothing with a name. Maybe we can look for your master together after this job? I have nothing else planned after and what falls in one mercy lap can be done better by two, am I right? Speaking of we should probably gear up and head to the docks after we eat, I know it's at least late morning.\"\n\nThe small mercenary certainly liked to talk it seemed. She likewise served to find Condor to be very interesting, or good company, or both. The many people around them stealing glances or giving looks went largely unnoticed since she had initially identified them."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would give up on the idea of trying to warn her and he would instead just smile* \"I am cute, aren't I.\" *He would say braging a little*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes very\" *She would say poking his nose*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He would smile showing his teeth and wagging his tails*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would smile too, and she would hug him*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He would hag her back* \"I'm one lucky guy, you know\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh really and why is that?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He would then kiss her forehead* \"Because I of you obvisly\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"And I have you so I guess we are both lucky\" *She would then kiss his neck and then smile*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Guess so\" *He would say hugging her tightly*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would smile and hug him back not wanting to let go*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would stay silent for a while as he enjoyed this moment*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would just close her eyes and enjoy the feeling of love*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would then bite her ear with his lips again and would break the silince* \"Thanks\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would blush a little* \"For?\" *She would look up at him*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"For being truthful and honest... For being you\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would smile* \"Thank you for being here for me\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Anytime. If you're sad, lonely or want to share someting, then know I will always be here\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Thank you Kirby\" *She would smile and kiss his cheek*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would also kiss her cheek at the same time* \"It's a pleasure\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would smile and look into his eyes*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He would look into her eyes as well*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would blush and look away*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He would then grab her by the chin and turn her head towards him again*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would blush and look at him*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He would then go to kiss her on the lips/"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would kiss him and rest her hands on his chest*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru's eyes would be closed and he would have his wother hand on her back. Kibaru gave of an aura of peace and joy*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would be happy so she would deepen the kiss while keeping her eyes closed, and she could feel his aura so she would give off an aura of love and happiness*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would then slowly remove his lips from her's, keeping his forehead againts her and his eyes closed*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would be blushing and have a smile on her face*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I love you\" *Kibaru would say softly with his eyes still closed*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I love you too\" *She would whisper in his ear*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would smile and hold her tighter as she said that, he would then look up at the surface*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would rest her head on his chest* \"What's wrong?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Just wondering something\" *He would say with a warm voice*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Okay\" *She would cuddle with him*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would then stroke her hair as he continued looking up*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would kiss his neck and then look up to see what he was looking at*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru was just staring at the light from the sun, He had that look that told that he was looking into the future*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Kirby?\" *She would give him a concerned look* \"Come back to me Kirby\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I'm here... Just wondering, thats all\" *He would say looking down at her with a smile*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Okay if you say so\" *She was still a bit worried*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Theres no need to be worried\" *Kibaru would say picking up on her worry* \"I'm just wondering about the future, thats all\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Alright if you say so\" *She would smile and begin to swim to the surface*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would then swim up as well after her and he would head back to shore*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would follow him back to shore*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Once Kibaru got back to shore, he would put on his shirt and coat, he would also put on his katana*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would be confused* \"Are you going somewhere?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Not yet...\" *He would say leaving his bow and quiver*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"W-what do you mean?!\" *She would put on her dress and then walk up to him*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I've been thinking that I should buy a house soon... And I just can't wait\" *He would say all exited*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm coming too though\" *She would say smiling, and then she would gather all their things*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Of cource, how else are you going to know where we're going to live if you don't come with me\" *Kibaru would say smiling*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would laugh* \"I guess I was just worried that you were going to leave me behind\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Now why would I go and do that?\" *He would ask her a bit suprised*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's just been done before and I know that you wouldn't do something like that it's just people who I thought I could trust turned their backs on me\" *She would say looking away*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would then hug he tightly* \"I would never leave a beautiful woman such as yourself alone\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would hug him tightly and a tear would roll down her cheek as she remembered her past, but she didn't want him to see because she didn't want him to think that she was weak*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would not have to see her tear to know she was sad, he could easily sense she was sad from her aura alone* \"You don't have to act around me, I can easily pick up when something's wrong\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would wipe her tears* \"R-right sorry\" *She would try to snap out of it*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"If you're sad, then let it out. I did say that I would be there for you, did I not?\" *He would ask stroking her hair again*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would nod, and she would begin to cry* \"I-i'm sorry that you h-have to s-see me like this\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I much perfer seeing you like this than you having to try and act strong when something is wrong\" *He would say slowly stroking her head as he let her cry into his arms*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would slowly stop crying and wipe her tears and look up at him*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He would also have a single tear, but he was smiling, happy that she wasn't pretending anymore* \"Fell better?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes much better thank you\" *She would wipe his tear and kiss his forehead*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Then I'm glad.\" *He would say and he would seem to not have noticed that he himself had shed a tear*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would rest her forehead against his for a few moments* \"Well then shall we get going?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would look up at the sun* \"That is if you don't mind traveling during night\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"As long as I have you I can do anything\" *She would say with a smile*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I'm glad to hear that\" *He would say smiling*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would blush a bit and put her cape on and get ready for their journey*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would clear ot the camp site and clean the beach where they where camping. He would then put on his bow and quiver as well as pick up hi bag*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would look at him* \"All set?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He would pick up a rock and look at the ocean* \"Just one more thing\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Okay\" *She would watch him*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He would then wind his arm back before throwing the rock as far as he could, he threw it so hand, a gust of wind could be felt when he released the rock into the distance. He would the put his hand above his eyes and would try to spot where the rock has landed*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would watch him and be shocked that he could throw something that hard and that far*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*After a few seconds Kibaru's ears would stand on end as the rock hit the surface, though it could not be seen, Kibaru would be able to hear it* \"Not bad\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"That was a perfect throw\" *She would say*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Yea... But I have done better before\" *He would smile braging about his strenght*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Okay, okay I get it you're stronger than me yea we've heard that before\" *She would say jokingly and laughing*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Not just stronger\" *He would say smiling* \"Also cuter\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Okay, okay I get it\" *She would laugh and start walking*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would then walk behind her* \"Though I have been wondering where exactly I'm going to buy a house\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well where do you picture yourself living?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"In a forrest, far away from any city or town\" *He would reply quickly*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Alright so like kind of like the mountain we were on?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Kind of, though a place like that might not be ideal for any kids\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would blush* \"True\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Not their safety, I can handle that, but they won't have manny friends living way out on the mountians or deep in a forest... But we could live near a small village... Maybe even own a small village\" *He would say that last part joking*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"That's true we could live near a small village I like that idea\" *She would smile*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Then that one thing down, now it's what Kingdom I'm going to intrust my families safety in\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well you'll be the head of your family so you should decide\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru then went deeo into though, thinking* \"Well, I guess I can't come up with something now\" *He would then sigh*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Why not?\" *She would look at him*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I don't really know which one to pick, cause one might suddenly start trouble with another and then I would join the fight and I might end up making enemies\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Don't worry I'm sure it'll all be okay\" *She would kiss his cheek to remind him that she'll be there to help him*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He would than rub her head* \"Well I guess I will be training you myself... Now... I want a waterfall near our house as well\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would get excited* \"Yes, and then we can go swimming and I can teach the kids to swim and-\" *She would stop* \"He-he too far?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He would say blushing* \"And how to sing\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would smile* \"Yes and how to sing\" *She would hold his hand*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would hold her hand to* \"Maybe we should also have a hot spring\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"That would be nice\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"You tiered already?\" *He would ask her jokingly*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"A little but I'll be fine\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He would then let go of her hand and the wrap his arm againsts her, pulling her againts him* \"I can carry you... Though you probaly don't want me to\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well I mean I don't want to make you tired\" *She would say while blushing*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Huh, I've been napping for quite a while\" *He would then look at her up and down* \"Beside, you don't look that heavy\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Okay if you say so\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He would then take his other arm and put it behind her knees before lifting her up and carrying her* \"See, no problem\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uh-huh\" *She would blush and wrap her arms around her neck to make sure that she wouldn't fall*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"There we go, now you can sleep for a bit\" *He would say smiling down at her, blushing as he does so*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Okay thank you Kirby\" *She would rest her head on his shoulder, and she would close her eyes and fall asleep*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Sleep well Addy\" *Kibaru would say moving more softly as not to disturb her sleep*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would be fast asleep, and she would be having a bad dream and the expression on her face changed to fear*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would hold her tightly and kiss her forehead and wisper* \"No need to fear, I will protect you\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would calm down a bit, but her dream had a very brutal ending, and she woke up in shock with tears streaming down her face and she clung onto Subaru tightly*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would stop and hold onto her* \"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere Addy\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Don't die! Don't die while protecting me! You can't leave me! Please!\" *She would be crying a lot*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"If anything, I should be worried about you dying before I do... After all, I will live for about 3 times the amount you will\" *He would say scraching her a bit, hopeing the pain would calm her down*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would slowly stop crying, but she would still be clinging onto him*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would then sit down, cross legs and he would stroke her head while holding her close.* \"Shh, you don't have to worry, I'm the strongest in the world and the only one that can kill me, is me. And I would never leave you alone like that.\"\n\n*He would the hold her necklace in his hand and it would glow brighter in the night sky* \"I did promise you, didn't I: That I would alway be by your side as long as this necklace would remain unbroken\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would nod and look up at him*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Now, go back to sleep, we're almost there. And remember, that I'm here safegaurding you, so no more nightmares ok?\" *He would say with a warm yet stern voice*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Okay sorry\" *She would close her eyes and go back to sleep*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Ellena would be going through the city while site seeing. She left her armour back home to get a little bit of a breather from it. She wasn't use to wearing armour for so long and It exhausted her quite heavily. She had gotten lost a few times now, but was getting a hang of finding her way back to the inn she was staying at. She wore thick clothing as she really wasn't a fan of the cold winter*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Add would be taking a look at some of the vendors to see what her competition would be for her business. She would be dressed in pieces that she had made herself and would be enjoying the beautiful snow with Aura, who had grown quite a bit even though she was still a pup, by her side*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Ellena would too start looking for clothing as she felt she needed some after loosing her clothes she had packed somewhere along the line. She wasn't exactly forgetful. But she wasn't use to needing to remember where she put stuff because she usually stayed at home and kept everything where they should be, otherwise her father would kill her. She would just so happen to be in the same place as Adeliza.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Add would wind up at the same vendor as Ellen and decided to start some casual conversation* \"These are some interesting designs\" *She'd say as she was looking for some inspiration for her own designs*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Huh, What? Were you you talking to me?\" *Ellena would say suddenly surprised but the sudden attempt to have a conversation. She was more deep in though, hence why she was so surprised. So much in though that she didn't even hear what the random woman said to her to begin with* \"Could you repeat that?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Add would giggle slightly at the girl's behavior* \"The fabrics, they have some interesting designs\" *She'd say as she turned to the girl with a bit of a smile*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I... I guess so. I can't really say. I'm not exactly into clothing. I just want some warm clothes to get me though the winter\" *Even though she said that, at least her clothes she had on matched. She could at least tell what looked good on her, but that was about it*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ah okay. I design clothes so if you'd like I could always make something for you\" *She'd say as she gestured to the clothes she had on*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh. You made those then... I wouldn't mind. But I don't exactly have the money to spend on custom clothing. I would be better of just buying something warm for cheap even if it's expensive\" *Ellena didn't mean to hurt her feeling, but she was thinking more of the cost and she didn't much like fancy clothing. Besides, it would offer little to no protection for her*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well I could make it as a sample for you but suit yourself. I'm Adelina by the way, but you can call me Add\" *She'd say as she held her hand out for a handshake* \"And this here is Aura\" *She'd say as she tilted her head to her pup*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Wow, this is quite a formal way of greeting a random person, don't you think?\" *Ellena said as she awkwardly shook her hand* \"Guess you can call me Ellena?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's nice to meet you\" *She'd say as she looked back at the fabrics* \"Well we can always go get lunch or something together if you'd like a less formal way\" *She'd say with a bit of an awkward laugh*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Now see, if you wanted my friendship, you could just ask. Business and friends are two different thing.\" *She said before nodding at her own statement* \"I wouldn't mind lunch. Just don't take me too far from here... I seem to get lost quite easily in new places\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She'd giggle* \"Don't worry, I know a nice café with a nice fireplace\" *She'd say as she pointed to a place that seemed to have many happy customers. It was one of Add's favorite places to eat*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well If it has a fireplace, then I'm sold. Lead the Way Adeliza\" *She'd say, using her full name still.* \"Come one hurry up\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Alright let's go\" *Aura would trot ahead of them and would lead them inside to a table that was near a fireplace. Once they sat down, a waiter would come to them and take their orders*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Ellena would take off her outer coat and would have a thin, black and long sleeved shirt. Seemed she wore this allot* \"Finally some heat. I'd much rather burning to death the freezing to it\" *She said with a huge smile and with a sigh or relieve* \"Thank you Adeliza\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Add would giggle a bit at her comment* \"You're welcome! Now, what would you like to order?\" *She'd say as she looked at the menu that the waiter gave them*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"You pick something for me. Something warm\" *She said as she laid back in the chair as she relaxed a bit* \"I don't want to spend hours on choosing between things I've never eaten before. So surprise me\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She'd then flip through the menu to see what they had* \"Alright we'll take two meat stews with some roasted meat skewers\" *She'd say as she handed the menus back to the waiter. The waiter would nod before going to prepare their food*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"That sounds good enough. Stew this time would be perfect\" *She would then get chills* \"After this it's back to the cold, huh?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well we can stay here for a little while if you'd like\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well I'm not going to be a bother to these fine people. It would be rude of me\" *Even though that's what she said, her face said different*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"No it's quite alright besides I don't really want to go back out either\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I can understand that. So. You said you work with clothes?\" *Ellen's asked as she started to look around*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes, I sell clothes in the market outside and the clothes are made by me. I even take custom orders too\" *She'd say as she saw the waiter come back with their food*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "**At a middle-class inn frequented by New Sunlight Adventurers**\n\nSirdan threw his head back onto his chair, waiting idly. Besides him were two companions - in almain rivet armor, with their helmet on. In front of him was a delicious, meaty stew that he was eating from, and a large mug of chilled ale. The two companion sat idly, flanking his side without eating or drinking.\n\nHe let out a contented sigh, looking out for anyone special entering the tavern. He could use a stable day job..."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Soon enough the tavern door would open to a very peculiar sight, though the manner in which the door was opened would be in between that of a slam and a slight push, anyway this peculiar sight would be a lavishly dressed dark elf with stark red eyes, eyes which would quickly train on the first adventurer they came upon. That adventurer would be Iran and his crew, thought specifically Iran due to his even nature.\n\nSure enough the dark elf wouldn't waste any time, striding across the rustic wooden flooring until she was close enough to toss a fairly large bag of silver in the middle of his little dinner with a perfect balance of grace and authority... Or so she'd think at least. \"I require your services' adventurer.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "Sirdan placed the spoon in his mouth, then pulled it away with a satisfied smile, savouring the cube of savory beef inside. He put down the spoon, to focus on the sight in front of him. A beautiful, well-dressed dark elf. Hmm... He's met one like that before - his new pupil, but he is pretty sure that's a high elf. \n\nHe blinked, his brown eyes meeting hers. The bag of silver landed on his table, shaking the bowl of stew in front of him. The steppe elf instinctively reached out for the bowl, as it bounced near his lap. He caught it just in time. Years of combat training, to catch a bowl of stew...\n\nHe took a deep breath, glancing over at the large bag of silver\"...Sure? What do you need a random ruffian's services for?\" He looked up at her\n\nThe exchange - or rather her dramatic entrance, catches the attention of a few patrons, whose eyes are now on the pair - or group. \n\nHis companions remained emotionless."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Oh, the attention was what she was after, whether it was how she dressed or how she acted, the masqueraded on wanted to be noticed. Anyone could tell it by the exotic and finely maintained furs that lined her coat or the various bits of jeweled gold that she either had draped around her neck, fitted around her fingers, or clasped onto her ears.\n\nThe woman would start to speak, while simultaneously holding an unwavering stare with the steppe elf. \"You and your party seem fit enough, though if not, you'll die, and I'll simply look for more meat to send to the grinder.\" She would then let out a sort of *TCH* Before pulling out the chair adjacent to Iran and taking her seat in it.\n\n\"I suppose if I were to put in a less harsh tone, your job is simply to guard me wherever I may go in this accursed city. I assume that is fairly run-of-the-mill for any adventurer of your type, *Yes?*\" Lady Wolf would then rest her chin in her propped up left hand and glide an elegantly guided pipe up to her lips with the other, soon enough blowing sweet smelling smoke Iran's way."}, {"from": "human", "value": "And attention did she get. Her outfits, her manner, and her speech. More than enough to catch the whole bar's attention. It didn't take long however, before the inn returned to its routine. An adventurer-serving tavern sees it fair share of eccentric people every day, after all.\n\nSirdan blinked as he listened to the elf's proposal. He rested his elbows on the table, holding his hands together, frowning at what she proposed,\"Now, now, lady. I'm an adventurer from New Sunlight, and I prefer reputable, reliable employer.\" Sirdan countered as she sit down.\n\nHe listened to the rest of her speech. The job doesn't seems too dangerous - New Salvainia's a pretty safe city, after all, unless she happens to have business in the slum. As he considered the merit of her offer, sinking his head in thought, smoke would blow into his nose.\n\n\"Hec... Ug... Hmm... Depends on the pay - and where in the city you're going.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Too many questions already...\" If this were Radio or even Iranian, Involve would have already stepped away from the table, but under current circumstances she was most likely to lose her temper at any of the more prestigious adventurers that she'd heard rumors of. Questions were tolerable for now. So she'd take another drag from her pipe to inevitably sigh out the fumes back into the elf's face.\n\n\"I don't exactly have a set destination in the city, in fact my business here may drag me every which way. To account for this your pay will be two hundred silver flats and up front. If this is to your displeasure then our business done here, if otherwise we can sort out the details here or in a private room.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"You may address me as Lady Wolf and no less.\" Now the pretend dark elf would cross her arms over her chest and sit full back in her chair, breaking conversation to lead her own gaze over to the bar. \"I do hope this place had other drinks than piss brewed alcohol or cheap wine...*A nice white wine would do.*\" Then her stark ted eyes would shoot back to the adventurer... It seemed like she was suggesting something.\n\nWell whether Sirdan bought her the wine or not, Invola had little time to waste with setting this contract up, so she'd get straight to the point. \"I do plan to stay in this city for at least a week, if I do stay longer then you'll be payed accordingly. As for your three hours... I suppose any plans I have at noon could be delayed for no more than those three hours.\" Wolf would clear her throat and place her left elbow back on the table, rest her chin atop it's hand once again.\n\n\"Since your companions are summons you'll not be payed extra, and since they are summons if I find them lacking in any aspect you'll do away with them and I'll have to use my own servant.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Alright, Lady Wolf.\" He closed his eyes, and then nodded at her,\"Right. I'll get back to you.\" Iran walked over to the bar, then ordered a glass of white wine - decent, moderate quality, and then placed it down on the table.\n\n\"Your terms are acceptable. Good doing business with you.\" He extended his hand toward Lady Wolf,\"Who are your own servant, anyway?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "The woman would then produce a soft smile and take the elf's hand to shake, though of course not any long than needed. \"My servant would also be a summon, though one of much higher quality that yours. It's a creature referred to as a Nuckelavee, something much like a centaur though much more grim in appearance and legend.\" She'd then take hold of the glass to swirl around the whitish liquid and eventually sip from it."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Iran smiled back sincerely, and released her hand,\"Quantity is a quality all its own, ma'am. Having two soldiers could be... More useful than one centaur, at time.\" He replied, taking his mug of ale and sipping from it,\"Anyway, what's your first business today? Need any muscles to scare off some no-good people?\" \n\nHe finished his mug of ale,\"Or perhaps you're one of them yourself and need to escort to prove your prowess?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I do suppose your business today is the former since my own is simply to peruse this city's shops.\" The Lady would nod in confirmation of her own words, tipping her glass black to finish of the little bit of wine left in it. \"So you can do away with your two soldiers once we depart, and our departure shall depend on your own preparedness.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "Iran shook his head, disagreeing with her choice,\"I do say... Two extra soldiers is much better than what I can do with the magical energy freed up by dismissing them. But it is your choice.\" He quickly finished the stew in front of him, and offered his hand to help her up,\"Shall we go?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*All thing considered, it was a long time since Kibaru just sat a t the coast fishing. The're was a light breeze blowing past him, keeping the wolf boy nice and cool on the beach. He sat on a chair that dug in a little into the sand. His coat now open from the warmer surroundings. His feet lied buried under the sand with his boots finding a place next to his chair. His bright blue tails had already made a pattern in the sand behind him from lightly wagging. His pants was rolled up as not to get dirty.*\n\n*With a long and satisfying yawn, Kibatu spoke to himself* \"This is quite nice, should bring Addy for a little fishing next I see her\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Who's add?\"\n*Wondered Horace allowed, standing behind the wolf man. His shoes in hand, letting his feet sink into the warm ocean sand. Pants and shirt rolled up all the same as he looked down at the wolf kin.*\n\"Oh right, uh... Hey there. Mind if I join ya?\"\n\n*The elf said with a friendly breeze. Though the two wouldn't know it, they had something similar in their relationship of the sea. Horace had been in main land for as long as he could remember... Though there was something familiar about it. Like something special had taken place on the coast... What it was, he could never seem to recall ``(recon)``.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru's tails stopped and he seemed to freeze with Horace suddenly speaking. Kibaru was too relaxed an didn't pay attention to his surrounding. His right hand would hand it's way onto the Katana on his left waist, though it wouldn't be visible to Horace form from where he stood. He would slowly turn his gaze around to look at Horace* \"Must have misheard me stranger.\"\n\n*He would then slowly turn seeing as Horace wasn't acting hostile just yet.* \"Sure. Just don't make to much noise or I'll have to silence you, ok?\" *He said with a friendly tone*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Horace didn't seem to need to see what danger there was. An internal sense within him tipping him off to the Carnivore's threat. Though he doesn't make a move, instead just smiling lightly.*\n\n\"If you say so.\"\n*The elf says, shrugging off what threat the wolf did make. He plops himself down next to the wolf, side eyeing his hands to see what was giving him such a bad feeling.*\n\"You seem pretty guarded friend. I don't bite, hope you don't either.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh I bite. I really like to bite.\" *He said with a grin as he looked down at the stranger* \"Touch my fish and you'll know exactly how hard I can bite\" *He said as he looked down to where a mat laid with the fish on it. There seemed to be blood, a sign that they dies quickly after being caught* \"The better question is why you're not guarded. You did just meet an animal in the wild and snuck up on him\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Okay, okay, jeez... Would it kill ya to just relax?\"\n\n*Horace says with a roll of his eyes. Glancing with an uninterested look at the OK's deceased catch. It was indeed quite large, but no more than a little silver in worth. Not a good reason to start trouble.*\n\n*The thief glances up at the OK, raising an eyebrow.*\n\"What, is a little bit of friendliness that unheard of for you? Besides, a little cub like you wouldn't do much.\"\n\n*The elf held a chuckle back, placing his hands behind his head as he laid back in the sand.*\n\"If I snuck up on you, that's your own fault for being oblivious ain't it? I wasn't even trying to be sneaky...\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Yes, it would kill me to relax. For all I know, you could be an assassin or thief. And I'm not a friendly person.\" *And the mention of being a cub his expression would change to a slightly irritated face* \"We Okami don't exactly age physically. For all you know, I could be old enough to be your father\" *He said before turning his gaze back with a scoff* \"So what. You looking for conversation with the wild life here?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"So skeptical... Someone's compensating.\"\n*Horace remarked to himself, his eyes closed so he isn't blinded by the gentle sun bearing down. His legs outreached across the sand as he listened to the wolf.*\n\n\"I've noticed... Many a time has an Ornate girl who looks no more than 20 revealed herself as 100 to me. It's pretty freaky after a while...\"\n\n*Horace smirks to himself, crossing his legs over one another.*\n\"I'd hardly call you wild, but sure, a conversation would be quite nice. Helps pass the time till I leave or pass out.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would look at him with genuine confusion* \"Wh- hu- How's be sceptical mean someone's compensating?\" *His gaze would then turn to the horizon and he frowned trying to figure out what Horace had just said. Was he messing with him or was he just below average when it came to intelligence. Shaking his head as he gave up on trying to figure it out he'd look back at Horace* \"And if I decide to slit your throat in your sleep?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"You compensate for your weakness with your caution, don't you? Your first instinct is to go for your sword when there's no danger. You fear when you have no need to. To be as strong as you think of yourself to be, you must trust in your own ability.\"\n\n*Horace said, completely talking out of his ass. For the most part, he just wanted to tease the wolf boy Bit as entertainment. Nothing more.*\n\n*The elf would peer up at the OK with one lazily opened eye.*\n\"It'd be a miracle if you could honestly. But hey, in the small chance you do, good job. You managed to kill some guy who's just trying to have a conversation, taking a nap.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would look in the opposite direction trying to stop himself from laughing at his own lack of intelligence. Before returning to look back at Horace* \"I'm weak, yes. But so is every other person. It's not a matter of 'if', but of what. **To know one's weakness is a strength on it's own. A strength many lack**\" *He said sounding like an elder lecturing the young* \"And I'm pretty sure you'll be able to keep me full for a few days. That and whatever you owned now becomes mine\" *Of course Kibaru had no intention of actually killing a sleeping man, especially not one under his protection*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Looks like someone's got a brain eh?\"\n*Horace says, shrugging off the OK's words once more.* \n\n\"You remind me of someone else who enjoys eating elves... Creepy... Maybe you can eat me, but I'm often told by skin is quite rough to get through... Plus I don't have much on me. Unless you think some shabby clothes is worth it.\"\n\n*Horace would yawn lightly, sitting up with a stretch. He looks towards the sun, then to the open sea.*\n\"Hm... A swim might be nice...\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"I'm sure you will and then you'll be leaps and bounds ahead of them\" *She'd then call the waiter over* \"Could we please get some more of the meat skewers and some more stew with bread?\" *She thought that adding the bread would help to fill her up more. The waiter would nod before going to get their food*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I wouldn't go that far. But yes, I'll be expanding our branches a bit over here. And I get to do what I love doing, as well as making money I guess\" *She said before smiling at Adelina ordering her some more food*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well that's the most important part, not loosing sight of what you love\" *She'd say as she gave some more meat to Azura*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I do agree. And what's better than making money while doing the things you like doing\" *She said as she waited for the food to arrive. Once it did, she would immediately start eating*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"You have. Must be great having someone to support you in your dreams\" *She said as she finished her food with a satisfied sigh*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes, and we intend on having our own business together\" *She'd say as she settled back into her chair, getting a bit more comfortable*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"And what will he be doing in this business?\" *She asked as she followed Adeliza's example and relaxed in the chair*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well he's also a travelling merchant so he'll be selling things like meats and furs and such\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "Sirdan closed his eyes and shook his head in disapproval,\"You have a very different view of combat than me - missus. I assure you these two extras are worth every bit of magical energy I spend on them.\" He stood up, letting the girl dust his hand and lead him away,\"Lead away.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Indeed we have very different views and there is a good reason for such spilled opinion, whereas you may struggle with your foes, my battles have usually concluded in one blow or ended up with me being at the advantage... Though I do suppose my magic prowess has waned in recent years. Either way command them how you want and do away with them when I tell you.\" Lady Wolf would then quickly turn away from the elf and his party to start towards the doors of the tavern.\n\nOnce outside of the tavern, given Iran didn't have any other business to attend, the dark elf would make her way over to a large carriage led by two well-built draft horses. \"Tell me Iran do you have any experience driving something of this sort?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Guess what they says is true, one man's trash is the next mans treasure.\"\n*Horace shrugs, raising an eyebrow at the sudden aggression. Oh, right... He was fishing...*\n\n\"So angry... Y'know, i can't remember the last time i saw a supposed animal fishing... It's almost like you aren't a beast at all! Who would of thought.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He then tilted his head back at Horace* \"Must have never seen a bear, huh?\" *He asked with a shrug* \"Just because I fish like a normal person, it doesn't make me less of an animal. I may be what ever the hell I want. Just as you have the right to be friendly, so do I have the right to be aggressive. Especially when a stranger randomly shows up while I'm busy trying to catch my own food.\" *Just as he spoke, he stood up with a hard pull on his pole before he started to reel it in*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I have, but bears usually use streams, not *The ocean*.\"\n*Horace sighs, the stubbornness of this wolf was... Quite amusing. How he'd lucked up today, finding such a person to mess with. The elf smirks to himself, letting his arms hold him up against the warm coarse sand.*\n\"How honorable a thought, freedom to express of whatever...\"\n\n*The thief raises an eyebrow, glancing at Kiba as the wolf stands and begins reeling in a fish. Ah, now he's left with a decision... Sabotage or no sabotage... What's a little trickery gonna do, hm?*\n\"Whoops-\"\n\n*Horace calls out, his leg jerking and kicking the chair Kiba had been sitting on. Said chair slides forward across the sand quickly, aiming to take out the wolve's legs and hopefully distracting him enough to drop the pole.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru would continue forwards to the ocean, with the chair hitting his tails before his legs, Subaru would grind his teeth a bit as he continued on with his catch. Pulling and tugging as the fish started to break the surface and become visible, as he further approached the ocean, his tails would rail up as to not get wet and soon enough he would pull the fish out of the ocean. After the bot his fish into his hands, he would quickly bend over and grab something in the ocean. As he approached Horace he would as with a smile* \"Want it?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"No, im good. Elves don't really eat *Raw* Fish like that...\"\n\n*Horace says, mildly annoyed that his little trick didn't seem to do much. Now that he thought about it, the elf was getting a little hungry. Perhaps it was time to head back to the city, get some food. The thief stands, glancing down at Kibaru.*\n\"By the way, i didn't seem to catch your name.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Was going to cook them... Well here, take this anyway\" *Subaru said with a smile before throwing a crab at Horace. No prank shall go unnoticed by Subaru. And he did appreciate the effort Horace put in, but now it was his turn to prank*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Furs. So I guess he can help you with some materials, huh?\" *She asked while thinking* \"Maybe even help you out with prices, because he's buying and selling. He probably know what the average price for what is, huh.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes he helps me a lot\" *She'd say with a smile*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well he sound quite helpful *She said as she looked at the fireplace*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"He definitely is\" *She'd say as she looked at Aura and began to pet her* \"So what do you plan on doing for the rest of the day?\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh, no, not a fairy! A macen-thing. What were they called again? Kemo... Kemonomo- keminomomi! Something like that.\"\n\nGambir visibly winced at Ellena's forcefulness with the armour. He thought the handling to be brutish and haphazard, but he was not the professional and therefore allowed her to continue, though he kept a close eye on her hand movements.\n\n\"That's a shame. Siui is beautiful this time of year. And you ought to visit-\" \n\nGambir cut himself off. He could not bear to think of such beautiful places where he would not be allowed to return. It filled him with a grief and longing he had not felt since his youth.\n\n\"Do you feel no desire to explore the world? You seem like a strong woman, you should join the military! See far off lands, shed blood on foreign soil! And for the good of your country! Is there no greater honor?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Mmm. I don't know this Kemokemonomokeminomomi fairy you speak of...\" *Ellen said before scratching her head* \"Maybe I'll visit some time, but now I'm getting this shop nice and running... Also, I do have clients that depend on me. I travel every now and again, but not really out of the country\"\n\n*With his words of honor, she slammed her first to the table as she stared at him* \"Honor? Well not many people reach that with their fists and bare backs, now do they. You have fun on the battlefield, but to me there is no greater honor than seeing my weapons and armor on the victor of battle. Only one greater would be forging a piece of armor that is legend so much so that the wearer was simply mentioned once in legends of it\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "Gambir gave up on trying to describe Okami. Perhaps the two had never even met in the first place, and he had heard about Ellena from someone else, too. It really didn't matter either way. Gambir doubted he would ever see the blacksmith or the tailed-man ever again, once he left Salvania.\n\n\"I suppose we always need forge-men like you. Forge-women... It is quite a noble profession and a noble dream! I quite dislike commendation myself, but to each their own.\"\n\nGambir simply had no want nor need for such appraise that making a weapon for a legendary hero would bring. Perhaps he felt he was undeserving of medals and awards. Certainly, every man involved in the same things as he would agree. \n\n\"Have you ever succeeded, or come close to succeeding, in such a goal? The weapons here definitely look like they have legendary potential.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Me, no. But my great Grandfather has made some of the most legendary weapons and armors... Unfortunately, I specialize more in armor. My father and brother know both crafts, and I am yet to best them. But I've got plenty of time and opportunity to learn and evolve my craft to a level even surpassing their own... Maybe I can even forge a decent enough weapon by then.\"\n\n*Ellen had a shine in her eyes as she spoke before putting the armor fully disassembled into a box before slapping a label on it* \"But for now, don't go asking me for weapons. I would hate for them to lead to someone's death. Anyway. What's your naming, Traveler?\" *She said with a writing utensil in hand*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "Gambir nodded as Ellena spoke. He was not the most knowledgeable on legends of powerful warriors and their weapons, but he still found them interesting. Perhaps his spear would become legend one day. Although, he did not hope such a thing would occur. \n\n\"Yes, family pressure is a great annoyance. My family ran a coffee shop, but the chance to continue that legacy is far behind me.\"\n\nGambit looked down at the box. Wonderful! He would be sure to check it as soon as he had time to, to make sure it was to his liking. If it wasn't, he did not know what he would do, but he would certainly be quite peeved. His blueprints had clearly been disregarded.\n\n\"Gambir is my name! Quite a great name, if I do say so myself.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Really. Wow. Why's that?\" *Ellen asked as she wrote down his name, the spelling a little off looking like. Amber. She the looked at him up and down* \"You have grown at all. I might as well do an adjustment here and there while I repair it so it fits better. I might as well\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"If you think I did it you're a fool. The idiot fell asleep at the reigns while we were traveling through a first and got an arrow put right between his eyes by a bandit.\" The woman would sigh and close the carriage door, before calling back to Sirdan. \"Too the markets please, I'd like to see what furs are for sell.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Onward, then.\" *He drove the carriage to the market, and then stopped in front of the fur and luxury garments sales, *\"Fur garments, mm?\" \n\nThe fur trader - a Macon woman in her forties, called out to the carriage,\"Best furs in town, what are you looking for?\" There were several pre-made fur garments - mostly coat lying around, and some scarfs. Behind the counter were raw, unprocessed pelt."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would smile and almost start to laugh* \"Let that be a lesson on how to pull a prank at the see\" *He Then put the fish down on the mat before taking a knife and quickly putting an end to it's life* \"As for cooking it... Well I guess that's something even a monkey can do\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The elf continues to flail in an attempt to remove the crab. A final hard Yeet straight back at KIA, dislodging the crab. With that, he gave a relieved sigh, rubbing his sore hand.*\n\"What an amazing prank... Eh, I've seen more intelligent things do less.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Who's a cute girl?\" *Ellena would say as she attacked Asura with pets and pats, a little firm, but not hurting her*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Aura would wag her tail as she played with Elena. She was truly a happy pup right now, but she was also very well-trained* \"She really likes you\" *Add would say with a smile*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well I really like her too. Isn't that right girl?\" *She asked with a smile before she finally stopped petting him with a final boop on the nose* \"Good girl\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Aura would sit in front of Elena and look up at her with her tongue sticking out and her tail wagging against the floor almost as if she was waiting for something - most likely a treat of some kind*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*She would take of a piece and give it it her* \"There you go girl.\" *She said as she gave her another pat*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Add would smile as she watched the two bond* \"You know, when we go back out later, you can play fetch with her\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"She the only one under your care?\" *She asked as he looked at Adeliza stature* \"Or is she all you're willing to tolerate for now?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"She's the only one I have at the moment. I may consider getting another one in the future so that she has some company\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I have a feeling you might be getting more. Whether it's people or animals, I think you'll have your hands full\" *She said with a slight laugh. She was just joking around*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Add would giggle a bit* \"I don't think you'll be wrong about that\" *She'd say as she ruffled the top of Aura's head*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well If I'm right. I do wish you luck\" *She said as he giggled with her*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Honestly, I wish myself luck too\" *Since she knew very well that her boyfriend wasn't going to help her too much*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"For you or for me?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"For you of course. Wolves and ravens do tend to get along a hole lot. Well that's what I hear anyway\" *She said with a giggle*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I think I might go with a bit of a gentler bird\" *She'd say a bit hesitantly*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Like what? I didn't think Ravens were ungentle\" *She said tilting her head a bit*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well I have nothing against them, but I'd like to go take a look at some birds\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"An owl? Maybe a parrot\" *She said with a had on her chin* \"I honestly can't imagine having a bird. Forge is to hot and noisy\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"An owl might not be a bad idea\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"They sleep during day though. So that might be a problem\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yea that's true. I kind of forgot about that\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Why not a parrot?\" *He asked before looking at Azura*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well a parrot would be a good companion... Especially at times when my boyfriend isn't there\" *She would mutter the last part as she was a bit upset about that*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Well I don't know what the relationship between you guys are, but that's really non of my business anyway\" *She said as she shrugged it of* \"But parrots can sometimes be annoying you know. Especially if their not given attention\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yea plus they do talk quite a lot, so I'm not entirely sure how I'd feel about that\" *She'd say as she stroked Aura's fur*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"More than just talk, They bark, how even open door after hearing it a few times\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well I think I'll decide on that later but for now, let's talk about something else\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Like what. Have anything in mind\" *Ellen asked before she began to massage her upper legs a bit*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Alright. Let's see if this is the settlement the burglar is from. Probably not, but it's worth a look, right?\n\nShe slowly walks towards the settlement, her ninja-to at the ready, and her eyes constantly scouring the village. She walks slowly and carefully, watching her footsteps carefully, oh so carefully, always worrying about the possible noise she might be making. Eventually, she stops, about 20m away from the settlement, and she takes a closer look at the people within.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*As Hiroshi approached the settlement she would find the houses, if they could even be called that, to be made of wooden planks with roofs of cloth. The air smelled nasty, filled with filth and disease, and the ground was covered in trash. The flames of light come from a couple of torches tied to a long wooden pole, a makeshift lamp so to speak. Given all these observations, Hiroshi would be able to conclude this was some sort of impoverished settlement if not a slum.*\n\n*It was late in night, so there wasn't anyone around, but given how poorly made the homes are, Hiroshi could see dirty looking individuals sleeping inside wearing nothing but rags. The living conditions of this area was terrible, and seemed like a terrible place to hide in. Did the assassin really come here? At the very least if they did, it wouldn't be too hard to look through the cracks of the various homes to try to find her. But of course that is assuming Hiroshi could recognize the target. After all, Hiroshi never saw the assassin's true face, only her or perhaps his summons. Trying to find the assassin would require some out of the box thinking from Hiroshi*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Maybe she could try this... Oh God, it's cruel, but she could try it. If the woman was hiding out here, she might see herself as some sort of \"Protector\", right? If Hitoshi acted like an intruder for a little while, and scared them into being all defensive... Maybe...*\n\n*Hitoshi backs off into the woods for a bit. Then, she summons a spear from her hands. She throws the spear at a random shack's door, aiming high as to not actually hurt anyone. Oh Gods, what would she do if she actually killed someone? That isn't the intent here. The intent is to hopefully have the woman accidentally reveal herself.\n\nOnce the spear hits the shack door, hopefully breaking something and causing a noise, Hitoshi immediately desummons it. No use letting that hint as to where she may be.*\n\n``Shadow Strike used. 11.75 mana used. 83.25 Mana.``"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The spear would hit the door and splinter it with a loud crack. The wood used for these huts weren't of particularly high quality by the sounds of it. Through the gaps Hiroshi could see a mother with two children by her side suddenly awake with a look of panic and terror, noticing the splintered door. The kids would also wake up and start to cry while the mother tried to cover their mouths, hushing them in an attempt to stay silent, but alas, it would prove futile, and their crying would be heard through hut. This in turn would cause the nearby residence to stir and slowly wake up from their slumber. It seemed Hiroshi effectively attracted attention to say the least. But as of the moment he wouldn't notice anyone coming toward her*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Soon enough they reached the entrance to Wakazu, Ryland had only then just been getting tired from having to carry the bleeding Adeliza all the way here. He did have to hope that there would be a healer within the confines of the city lest his efforts be wasted, before he worried about finding a healer, he had to make sure that the person he was helping was FairPlay as well... Or well, at least alive* \n\n\"Hey Adeliza we are here, how are you doing?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm okay but how are you?\" *She was thankful that they made it here, but she was more concerned about him than herself*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"A little tired from carrying you but no worse for the wear\"\n\n*Ryland spoke true and honestly about his own condition, he frankly was tired and could go for a rest but he was willing to continue carrying her until her condition improves to where she can support herself... He wasn't sure how long that may be though considering how the gash may still open*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ryland you should rest\" *She tried to get out of his arms so that he could sit down and rest, and then she would try to go find some medicine for herself*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Are you able to support yourself?\"\n\n*Ryland let her out of his arms just to see if she could stand and walk on her own, if she couldn't he would act on it but if she could he would rest like she said. He did doubt the latter happening though*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would stand. She was a bit wobbly so she picked up a long stick from the ground and used it almost like a cane* \"You should rest\" *She ignored his question as she was concerned for him*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Look at you, the more injured one, trying to look after me. As much as I appreciate your concern Adeliza, please focus on yourself okay?\"\n\n*Ryland was of course dead serious in what he said, he needed no one to concern about him because there wasn't anything out of the normal for him, he was just only tired after all. Besides, she was literally the one bleeding out*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"But you need to rest and I don't want to be any more of a burden to you\" *She was being honest, and she felt guilty, and he could come with her if he wished*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I can assure you that you are no burden, if I thought you were I'd probably would have just walked by you in the forest\"\n\n*Brutal was the best way to describe this statement of his but it was the truth, had Ryland not thought that bringing Adeliza here would be a good thing to do, he would have absolutely walked by her. He hadn't though which had brought them here*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well you can accompany me if you'd like\" *This way he could be watching her at all times, and she wouldn't be alone*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well what would I be accomplish you in? Or is this just for companionship?\"\n\n*Ryland wasn't going to just blindly say yes to such a question, he wanted to know the girl's motives first before he decided on something of course*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"It would just be for companionship but if you'd like to rest than I'm fine with that too\" *She told him this, and she was being quite honest as she wasn't the kind of person to do shady things*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well I can't say that I was looking for companionship but I guess I can agree to that\"\n\n*Ryland wasn't a lone wolf, he'd rather choose to travel with someone than do it alone because of the fact that he wouldn't be alone in the adventures and what not... He also hated no having someone to talk to*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She stretched out her hand to him so that she could help him walk because she knew that he would be tired* \"Let's go check out some of the stores over there\" *She pointed to a few shops that weren't too far away*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Ryland didn't need help walking or anything because he wasn't so tired that he would pass out right then and there, sure carrying someone such a distance did take a toll on him but it wasn't something he had to tend to at that moment. Besides, he had to worry about Adeliza's gash on her arm, it was best it was healed as soon as possible*\n\n\"We can head to stores later, right now we need to find a healer to take care of your arm.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yea but that's why we should go to the stores cause if we can't find a healer, we would at least find some medicine\" *She started to walk*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"From my experience, most medicine shops have healers within them... It's sorta a two for one deal in a way\"\n\n*Ryland hadn't been to many healers but the ones that he had been to had usually had both a healer as well as a small medicine shop and all that, this made his view slightly different than that of Adeliza though.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Alright that's good to know. Shall we proceed then?\" *She looked at him and wondered if he needed more rest or if he was ready to go*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah let's get going\"\n\n*Ryland's voice was full of energy, a tone that portrayed that he wasn't dead exhausted or anything. Sure he needed that short break but he was good to go now and he had his sights set on finding a healing house or something of the like*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She was surprised to see him so happy and full of energy that it made her happy too, and so she started to walk at a pretty quick pace as she wanted to find a healer as soon as possible*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Yup\" *She knocked on the door of the shack*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The door creaked open a little when Adelina has knocked, this of course revealing the young woman that was tending the counter on the inside. The store was open of course so Adelina would be free to enter to get what she needed and all that. Ryland though decided to wait outside because he had no need to go in*\n\n\"Hey you go in, I'll wait out here\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Alright thanks again\" *She went inside to the old woman at the counter* \"Hello!\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The young woman jumped a little in surprise as she was greeted, she didn't exactly expect any customers today, that didn't stop her from putting on a smile as she looked over the new customer.*\n\n\"How may I help you today?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Um I have a cut on my arm and I was wondering if you could treat it\" *She removed the cloth that covered her cut and she walked up to the woman*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*This wasn't the first time someone had come in with an injury that needed to be treated, especially in this woman's case. She didn't know healing magic though so the best she could do was pull a small glass bottle of a healing salve and a few cloth dressings and set them on the counter, these were probably the most effective things she had at the moment... Which really wasn't much*\n\n\"I can't heal using magic, but I can suggest that you buy these two items, a salve to heal the wound and a roll of cloth dressings to protect it of course. If you do want to buy them, it will be 1 silver and 5 copper\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Thank you so much but i only have gold so is it possible for me to get some change?\" *She asked with a smile on her face. She was very grateful to the woman for helping her*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yeah... I have change\"\n\n*The woman sighed in slight annoyance as she brought out a coin box and opened it before digging out the required silver and copper to compensate for Adelina's lack of silver or copper. It was a lengthy process though that took a few minutes, but eventually the woman finished and held her hand out so Adelina can pay her gold coin and receive the change*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She gave her the gold coin and took the change with a smile* \"Thank you again and sorry for any inconvenience\" *She walked out of the shack and to ryland*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"So, how'd it go?\"\n\n*Ryland asked with curiosity in his voice, he did have to wonder if she was healed or was just sold medicine to help the wound. Either or, it was better than just letting it sit and possibly get an infection.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I got medicine\" *She held out the bag that contained the salve to heal the wound and the pieces of cloth to protect it*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well why don't we take a moment so you can treat the gash okay? After we do that we can go on\"\n\n*Ryland would rather see the wound on the path of healing before they go on before they head on then heading on and risking anything worse happening before they can patch the wound up... It was already as bad as it could get at this point after all*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She put the bag of items on the ground and she started to apply the medicine which stung a little bit but she knew she had to do it. She then put the medicine in the bag and began to wrap her wound*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Ryland stood aside as she did her thing, he was quite happy to see the gash being treated though as it meant that the risk of her dying would significantly lower tenfold. The biggest downside was that it may scar, something that he had learned that many women would rather not have happened... He couldn't say it was the same for Adelina of course, but it was just an assumption of sorts, and possibly an unfair one at that*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She finished wrapping her wound and then she put everything back in the bag and picked up her stick and the bag* \"So where to now?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well that depends, is there anything you want to do?\"\n\n*Frankly, Ryland hadn't much that he needed to do on this day, this was mostly because his line of work was more when he wanted to work instead of having to do it all the time, he was a carpenter after all. He did have to purchase a home eventually though as it would serve a place to set up a workstation as well as a place of permanent residence... He could focus on that in the future though*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "**Sam saw that this man closed his eyes and later back, this was the perfect chance for her to do... Absolutely nothing. She still had no reason to even think about attacking this man, besides she was an assassin for hire, not a serial killer, and currently she had no contracts so she had no reason to kill. Besides, a fight wouldn't only ruin the tranquility that was around them, and she didn't want that.**\n\"What did your father use this scythe for? Imma guess for farming and such\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "**Yes, it was for farming. Sometimes when the grass around our farm grew too tall he would use the scythe to chop it all down\"**\n\n*His father used it in a fairly simple way. Not quite how Sam used it however, it was good enough for him to draw the similarities*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "**The way Sam used the Scythe was fairly unique, which was why she thought that her method of fighting was a tad more dangerous due to this fact... It was hard for people to counter a style that only she knew after all. As for how she developed this all... Well she stole a farming scythe years ago and used that for the longest time, it was only until now that she has been using the one she has now.**\n\"Speaking of farming scythes, those were the ones I used to use before I got the one I have now... They weren't exactly the most effective though, as you could probably imagine\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "**\"That must have been hard to fight with. I almost feel bad\"**\n\n*Kabuki would chuckle slightly at the thought. A small kid using a farming scythe to kill someone. A scene he would truly kill to see*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Don't feel bad, I made it work out somehow... I ended up loosing that scythe\"\n**Sam let out a small laugh as she thought back on that harrowing day, she was really close to being ended but somehow using whatever was left of the scythe to finish her contract. Ever since then she had improved and improved with her usage, losing less and less scythes which each contract. Well, until she got her new one which faired and was much more durable than the others.** \n\"Thankfully with this new one, things are both easier and less risky\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Kabuki would smile slightly. He remembered when his first sword snapped in combat, and he was an inch from death*\n\n**\"Better to lose it and get an upgrade instead of being stuck with it.\"**\n\n*He would open his eyes and stare into the clouds above as if he could see something beyond. In reality, he was just daydreaming*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"That is true...\"\n**Sam had quite a few stories to tell about her many contracts that had gotten her to where she was, some stories ended with her target dying while some were a bit more merciful... She wasn't a heartless killer after all. Sure, she assassinated for money, but there were just some times that some people didn't deserve death... And as much as she didn't want to admit it, she helped some escape her \"Wrath\". That was her own secret though, she wasn't too sure if she could trust this man with such knowledge yet.**\n\"Besides, those weapons fulfilled their purpose just fine before they gave in... Can't disrespect that\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "**\"Indeed. All weaponry will fulfill its purpose sooner or later, it's just a matter of when. That's how I look at life. Just like a weapon, everyone fulfills their purpose, even if it does mean death. That is what life is about in the end\"**\n\n*He the spoke words of wisdom that his father and mother told him back when he was a small child. His life may have been hard, but he only saw that as \"His purpose\" And the journey to fulfilling it*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah... I guess you could say that\"\n**Sam hadn't such wisdom, she hadn't the time on this planet nor any parents to tell her any so she had gone through her life doing what she thought would prolong her life, whether it be a day or a month... This wasn't the best but it got her here where she has a decent amount of money, so she is happy. There was just one thing that had always confused Sam though, that being where her parents were. Were they dead? Had she been abandoned? She had asked these things to herself in the past and yet she still didn't know, yet she just didn't care about them, not after nineteen years without them. Nevertheless, she was here in the now, no need to think on the past.**\n\"It's sad that some people are robbed of their lives, or that some's lives don't last as long as others... That's just life though I guess\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "**\"People die each and every day. I have learned to live with it\"**\n\n*His exterior was calm however, internally Kabuki felt infuriated. His family was murdered by a bear. He killed to forget his past. Despite his long years of living, nothing could make him forget the trauma of seeing an animal kill his family*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Their walking would take them into Wakazu, her eyes focused on her route in front of her as she wandered alongside the Dark Elf.\n\n**\"Eh, I used to live here. Not so much anymore, since I revoked my highly important title.\"** She stuck her tongue out at the mention of the title. **\"Bah, it was for the best. Folks here probably won't recognize me since I'm not all dressed up in my indoctrination gear.\"***"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He nodded, understanding refusing titles and the city life.* I: \"I'm from a high-class family of mages, I'm 2nd in line to take the title of Magister En'Nair, don't know if I'll take it up. Anyway, right this way.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She looked at him for a moment, her ears perked up.\n\n**\"Oh, damn, that's awesome! We're from similar backgrounds! Except... A little different, but similar!\"** She then paused as he asked her to follow. **\"Oop, let's go!\"** She said, following beside him. Her tail wouldn't stop swaying behind her as she walked.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He continued on to a shady looking house in the south side of the city where he knocked on the door and entered when a little man opened the door for him.* I: \"Be careful and respectful. And don't talk so much.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She clapped her hand over her mouth and nodded, removing her hand from her mouth. She entered along with him. Now she was really being put up to the test. No talking? Be careful? Be respectful? Those are just... Non-existent all together in Bluebell, but regardless, she would try her best.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*They were led to a shadow of a man in a chair who held out a hand, evidently awaiting the nightshade. I'Halley complied, and then it was gone, in its place a small bag of copper and silver coins, not much really but something. They were shooed away by the butler. I'Halley spoke then.* I: \"And like that, I'm a few coins richer, and you're back in the city. Now I've got some familial things to tend to, but I hope I'll see you again Bluebell.\" *And with that he was off into the city, disappearing amongst the crowds of dark elves like him.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*She would be walking around here and looking around at the beautiful scenery*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru would all so be exploring, walking, wearing the black mask that had blue markings. Subaru's 4 blue tails where swirling around with a blue light around them. His hair was the same blue as his ears and tails, a deep blue color.* \"Wonder what today has in store for me?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She continues wandering around and she has a healing cut on her arm and she walks to a flat part of the mountain and looks at the view* \"What a beautiful day\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru heard someone say some a dhis ears pointed into the direction of the sound.* \"Seems someone else is here, maybe I should go say hi?\" *Subaru would say walking into the direction of the voice*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She sat on the grass and looked at the nature around her and all of the animals* \"It's so peaceful up here\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru then began to sneak as he came close as not to scare whoever was there, he would slowly peak out from a bush to see who it was that was here*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would be looking at the birds and squirrels and rabbits*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru would then break a twice to make a clear nice to she how she would react*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She turned to the direction in which the sound came* \"Hello? Who's there?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"It is I who is here and you\" *Subaru would say it in some kind of heroic voice. Subaru enjoy playing around white people now and then*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would giggle* \"That's quite the introduction\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru would giggle himself as well. It could be heard from the bush he was hiding behind. Subaru enjoyed her reaction, she didn't seem aggressive to him, and he wondered if he should show her his true form or human form*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would try to engage in conversation* \"Beautiful day isn't it?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru had decided that he would reveal his true form, so he would stand up with his ears pointing straight up, and he would reply* \"Indeed it is\" *His voice was a little muzzled by his mask, but it was still clear that he sounded young*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would smile and gesture to the spot next to her* \"I'm Adeliza by the way\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru would slowly walk towards her.* \"Okapi\" *He would not speak his real name just yet to a stranger. As he got closer, his tails' fur would reflect the sunlight as the swirled around, making it hard to see how many tails he had* \"What bring one such as yourself out here, if I may ask?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well i love nature and places that keep me calm so I thought I would come here. What about you?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well it's actually the same for me, I just enjoy exploring nature for no reason. It's more quiet and peaceful than almost every town.\" *Subaru would say sitting down next to her*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I'd have to agree with you on that\" *She would look at her arm*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Something wrong, I smell blood, but don't know if it's yours or someone else\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh yea\" *She shows him her arm and there is a healing gash on it but there is a bit of blood*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Is it ok? Or do you maybe needs some more medicine?\" *Subaru would ask looking at it*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would show him the small vial of medicine that she had* \"There is still some left in here\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Will it be enough though?\" *Subaru did have some herbs left, but they were mostly numbing herbs*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I hope so\" *She applied some more of the medicine to her arm*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Are you in any pain?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Not at the moment but it stings a little but that might be the medicine taking affect but thank you\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"That's good. How'd you obtain that injury?\" *Subaru would as curious about what had happened*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well my wound is from someone who i risked my own life for but who took me for granted and so i got mad and then he did this to me\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Is this person someone you would weep for if he was to die?\" *Subaru would ask to hear her response, he meant to ask if she cared for this person*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well i mean i had served him my entire life and he wasn't always exactly nice to me\"\n\n\"So i guess out of empathy i would weep a little but not much\"\n\n\"I cared for him, I was his maid, his warrior\"\n\n\"I did almost everything for him\" *She looked off into the distance with a bit of anger in her eyes*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru could clearly sense her anger being close to her* \"Do you want me to teach him a lesson? I would do it for free...\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"No no it's alright. Besides violence isn't always the best way to solve things\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I would not hurt him, I don't have to, I could teach him a lesson without even having to touch him. I despise those that would use others\" *He would say the last part making a fist and blood would come from his fist*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would get slightly scared* \"It's alright besides i don't ever wanna have to go back there\" *She would shiver with that thought*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I would go alone\" *Subaru would open his fist flinching from the pain as he pulls his own nails out of his hand*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would quickly wrap his hand with some bandages that she had* \"Believe me it's okay you don't have to\" *She would smile to show him that it was okay*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru was surprised with her reaction* \"It's ok, you don't have to, I can do it\" *Subaru would also let go of the subject*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"No no it's okay\" *She finished wrapping his hand in the bandages*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I do have my own, It's not the first time I did this\" *He would then point towards his legs wrapped in a thick cloth, from his knees to his feet leaving only his toes open. The pants he wore was ripped from the shins of his legs, the pants were black and the cloth a white color*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She was shocked* \"Do you need me to get you anything?\" *She was concerned*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"No, that's just a fashion choice that doubles up as a bandage. It's kind of a traditional thing my family has... Well had anyway\" *He would open his bag and pull out a strip of cloth*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Interesting\" *She was still observing his fashion choice*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He had a blue coat that was to his knees, but was open in the middle, so his tails could explore, and his shirt was the same black as his pants. His mask however was a night black and did not reflect the light, though the markings that was on it glowed a blue. He had a bow on his back and the quiver was on his top part of his right leg. He also had something on his left, though the way he was sitting made it hard to clearly see what it was*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Can i ask you a question?\" *She looked at his mask*\n\n\"Why do you wear that mask?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"To hide my face mostly, from people that hates my kin. It also looks cool\" *He would answer smiling underneath. Even though she did not see it, she would be able to sense it thanks to his aura*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Can i see the real you?\"\n\n*She was slightly curious*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well you don't seem like someone that would reveal my identity\" *He would then look at her and Place his hand on the mask, pausing for a second*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Her eyes would sparkle a little*\n\n\"Don't worry i never will\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ok then\" *A slight click would be heard before he would pull the mask of and as the mask would separate from his face, the mask would turn white, and the glowing markings would fade black. His face looked quite normal, and he looked in his early twenties, and he had a scar under his left eye*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would smile and blush slightly* \"I prefer that version of you than the version with the mask on\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He would smile widely with his ears perked up and a slight blush* \"Thanks for that, though the mask isn't as much of a disguised, my human form does a better job, but I don't want to wear a mask in town\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"That makes sense\" *She would look back out into the distance*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Though it does feel better to not wear the mask\" *He would say as his tails started wagging*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would laugh* \"But how do you even breathe properly while wearing that thing?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well... You get use to it\" *He would say sighing, though his tails still wagged* \"But it's even harder during battle\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I can't imagine what that's like\" *She would look at him*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's exhausting, and your view is quite limited, but it's not all bad\" *He would then to his nose* \"It also makes it harder to smell\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"You must be really good at fighting then\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yea, better at fighting than I am a hunter, and I am a pretty fine hunter if I do say so myself\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She smiles* \"I assume that you like to hunt then\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yea, a good hunt is always nice and to cook that meat myself is even better\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"That's good\" *She would smile*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"My parents was hunter and so was my grandparents... Though Grandpa was more a warrior and Grandma a mage\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Woah that's so cool\" *She was quite fascinated by this*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"When my parents died my grandparents raised me and that when I learned to fight\" *Subaru would say holding a smile on his face as he remembered the times spent with his family*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Her smile would fade when she thought about her family* \"I'm sorry about your parents\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Nothing to sorry about, I loved them, but gramp's training kept my mind of feeling to sad. Though it was easier when they died, I just Killed the beast that Killed the, and it was easier\" *Even though Subaru was talking about his loss, he did not give of the slightest negative feeling*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"That's good. I'm happy you were able to recover so quickly\" *She smiled*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well when you are raised to be a hunter, you sometimes realize that eventually everything has to have an ending\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Yea it's kinda sad when you think about it\" *She lies down and looks up at the sky*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Perhaps, but it's then ended that makes it valuable\" *He would say looking down at her, but I must probably be boring you, talking about myself so much, how about you tell me something about yourself?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Don't worry you aren't boring me. But um what do you want to know about me?\" *She would say looking up at him*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well as I don't really know, how about you start from the beginning\" *He says not knowing how to really ask about someone's life*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well I was orphaned at the age of 6 and since then I have always had to fend for myself. One day, when I was about 12, I came across a house with a person it it. This person was the one that I was telling you about earlier. Since, I was so young, he taught me everything that I love today, music, reading, and making things. And then as i got older he taught me how to use my bow and arrow and how to use a dagger. And so then i started to serve him and then you know what happened and here i am\" *She looked at him to see what he would say*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I see... So are you good with a bow?\" *Subaru thought it best not to as anymore about her childhood*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would take it out and aim it perfectly at a tree near them and hit it on target*\n\n\"I'm not the best but I'm okay\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ow I see\" *Subaru would then stand up and aim at the same tree, he would then fire one arrow in the air and load another on. A few seconds latter he would shoot another arrow straight at the and as it flew, the other arrow falling would be hit on the edge of its head causing a spark as one hits right next to her arrow and the other one right below. He would then slightly smirk as he stares at the arrows. Then one inside the tree had caused the tree to be black around the place it had hit*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Woah\" *She looked at the tree in awe and started walking towards it to see if she was seeing things right*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I would have hit my arrow, but arrows cost money\" *He would say putting his bow away and following her*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Ah but you know I can always lend you some of mine\" *She would say looking at him but then she would turn her head back to the tree and look at the part of the tree that is turning black* \"Why is the tree turning black?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well it's not turning black, it was just burned\" *He would say picking up his arrow and pulling out the other as a burned smell would escape when he does*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would take out her arrow as well and she would move her fingers towards the burning part of the tree*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He would then put the arrows back, and he would wait for her reaction to say anything. The burn on the tree look like it was caused by a fire, but it looked more than just a fire as slight cracks could bee seen hidden by the blackness*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"What's happening to the tree? Are your arrows doing something?\" *She was quite curious*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well it not the arrows, It's more me\" *He would answer*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would look at him* \"What do you mean?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He would hold out his palm towards her* \"Feel for yourself\"\n\n*He would also smile slightly at her*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would blush a little and touch his palm* \"It feels rough\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Is that all...\" *As he would ask that a slight shock would go through her body, it was a small shock, not nearly strong enough to actually do damage*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Y-your hands...\" *She would be slightly scared but also mesmerized*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He would then hold his other hand in the air and a clearly visible electric current would travel from bottom to top between his fingers*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Woah. You're conducting electricity\" *She was getting excited because she loved science and her eyes had a sparkle in them*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yea, It's an electric armor, but as you've just seen, I can use it in more than just defense\" *Then the current flowing upwards would turn brighter and make a slight buzzing noise*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"What's it doing now?\" *Her eyes would stay on the current*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well... I'm actually controlling the voltage\" *He would say as he put his nails tougher and poking the tree. The tree would then spot he poked would then suddenly light up and when the light faded, a black spot with cracks all around it would be seen on the wood*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Woah...\" *She watched in awe*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"And the higher the voltage, the more damage\" *Subaru would then once inch punch the tree and a huge area around his fist would shatter and there would be some flames around the area* \"And the more force I use, the higher the voltage\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She points her hands at the tree and water comes out of her palms* \"Just wanna make sure we don't have a fire on our hands\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh, want to see another trick, while we're talking about fire?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Sure\" *She smiled*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ok than, don't be afraid, but don't touch it either\" *Subaru would close his eyes and open them again and as he would open than, his body would suddenly be ignited in a deep blue flame glowing brightly. This flame would cover his whole body at random, and it would drip from his body like a liquid*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She took a few steps back so as not to touch anything and she just watched completely mesmerized and just to be even more careful and she created a cube of water around her*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"A shield of water? You don't have to go that far, but it's still impressive... And it could actually be quite useful in battle\" *He would say as flames would drip onto the ground as more fire would take its place*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Her shield would come down and she would collapse onto the ground* \"Mhm\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Are you ok?\" *He would come near her but still keep his distance, and she would also notice the bandage the put on his hand burn and his clothe and equipment would be on fire just*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Yea doing that shield takes a lot of my energy\" *She would use a bit of her energy to remove the fire from him*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would try, but nothing would happen to the flame, it would burn just as bright as it has been. Though the bandages were burning away, his equipment and clothing was unaffected by the flame.* \"Sound quite risky though... But if I was to use my lightning with the shield, it would make an actual good offensive defense.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Yea but um your bandage\" *She would point at the bandage and try to take it off*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru would pull back so she wouldn't touch the flame* \"This isn't technically mine, It's yours and these flames will devour anything that does not belong to me, that why my clothing doesn't burn up. And the bandages are already funded so its no use in trying to save it. But try not to touch these flames as only time can extinguish these flames.\" *The bandage on his hand was already busy withering away and even if it was taken of, it would be too late as the flame would still continue to burn it.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Okay sorry but i'll replace it once your flames extinguish\" *She stood up and began to walk around until she found a tree and climbed up it and sat on one of its branches and she looked down at him*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru did not understand why she climbed the tree, and so he gave her a puzzled look*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"It's a nice view up here i would say to come up here but i think you'll end up burning the tree down instead\" *She laughed*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He gave a sigh as he stood there before he would dash towards the tree she was sitting on*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Uh oh\" *She got a bit scared*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*When he got near, he jumped against the tree using one leg, and he would grab another branch and swing upwards using his momentum and his tails he got on the tree within 3 seconds. By the time he was up the fire had already cleared from his body.* \"Ha, got you there didn't I, you don't have to worry about the flame, without me supplying it any MANA, it lasts only a few seconds\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh well that's good to know\" *She'd smile and then she would look back at the sunset and she would let the breeze blow through her hair*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru then made his way to her branch using little effort* \"It's getting dark, you're going to be ok in then night?\" *Subaru would say as he sat down next to her and 2 of his tails would wrap around the branch*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Yea i think i'll be okay thank you though\" *She would smile at him*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"So you're going to sleep out here? Because there's not really any inns nearby\" *He would ask swinging his feet back and forth as he stared at the sunset while his ears started rotating from side to side*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Yea I don't really mind\" *She said. She pulled her cape closer to herself to keep her warm and she started to lie down on the branch*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"How about food?\" *Subaru would ask as his ears stooped in-place*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"We can always hunt\" *She touched his ears* \"They're so soft\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*With her suddenly touching his ears, he almost fell of from surprise, but his tails kept him in place. He would slightly blush looking at her* \"Nuh-uh, w-we could\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would notice that she was making him blush so she stopped* \"Sorry i didn't mean to i just couldn't help myself\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"No, It's ok, they're just really sensitive and...\" *He was still blushing as he averted his gaze*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She gave him a puzzled look* \"And? What's wrong?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"The ears are kind of like a 'sensitive' part for my family\" *He would say with his ears down from shame*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would blush and then hug him* \"It's okay everyone is different and that's okay. It's nothing to feel ashamed about\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I don't think you really understand what I meant by sensitive\" *He would say softly*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh...\" *She would let go of him and turn away* \"Sorry...\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"No, It's not your fault... Sigh... It's ok if you want to pet my tails though\" *He would say as he started to blush less*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"How many tails do you have?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"So far, only 4\" *He would say with his ears slightly raising again*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would touch one of his tails* \"It's so soft and fluffy\" *She would become really happy*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru would also smile feeling a bit less awkward. The rails where indeed soft and fluffy, they were also warm and where completely clean as if it was just washed and brushed a few seconds ago*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She stopped touching them and then she hopped down from the tree and started to make a campfire*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Of course Subaru would fall backwards hanging upside down from the tree using his legs and tails to observed what she was doing, after he saw she was making a camp fire, he jumped of and helped her. After it was done, he brought a huge log and placed IG near the fire as a bench.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She smiled* \"Thanks for your help\"\n\n*She then went to lie down next to the fire*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Meanwhile Subaru went to shout the place out, and he would return with a bit more fire wood*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Are you ever going to tell me your real name?\" *She propped up on her elbow to face him and she moved away from the fire a bit*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"My real name? What made you think Okapi isn't my real name?\" *He would ask, wondering how she knew*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well i mean you seemed so concerned that I was going to give away your identity or something so I figured you wouldn't want to tell me your real name\" *She was wondering whether he started to think she was a spy and she hoped he didn't because she didn't want to be alone*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Sigh. Subaru, Subaru Tokyo. But you can just call me KIA\" *Subaru didn't mind telling her his real name considering she already saw his face, but he did not know why he gave her his last name as well.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I like that name kibby\"\n\n*She giggled* \"Sorry sorry i won't call you that again\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*For a second, he almost flipped.* \"Yea, please don't... So when are we going to go hunt, and what're we going to hunt?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"We can hunt now if you want\" *She began to stand up*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ok, then what are we going for? I heard a deer about 20 yards north-east and another south, but it's future away or are we going for something smaller?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She was slightly surprised that he was able to hear that* \"Um it's entirely up to you\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Then we go for the deer to the north, sounds around 200–250 pounds\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Alright\" *She would extinguish the fire and then go towards him*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru then started to walk into the direction their prey was.* \"How fast can you run?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I can try to keep up with you but i might get tired but let's go\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm just asking in chase we run into something big\" *He would say as he started to do a light sprint*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would follow him* \"Ah makes sense\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*After a while they would reach a location where Subaru had started to sneak, indicating that it was near*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She followed him and tried her best to be quiet*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*They then got in site of the deer and Subaru would draw his bow with a second arrow in his hand*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She watched him and watched the deer to make sure it wouldn't move*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru then closed his eyes as he listened to the heartbeat of the deer. He then shifts his feet above a twig and he would snap it. As the deer turned around to see what it was, Subaru released the arrow flying straight for the eye of the deer, it would go right through and kill it quickly and painlessly.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would be slightly shocked and would watch the deer die*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru would then stand up and walk to his prize. He would then kneel in front of it on one knee, he would then whisper some sort of prayer* \"May your soul find peace and may you live on among your ancestor. May you serve this world one more time by feeding those that still live\" *He would then pull out a dagger and slowly drive it through the neck*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would feel happy that he recited that prayer but then she turned away and stayed hiding behind a bush so as not to witness what he was doing*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"May your soul be free from this cruel world\" *Subaru would then stand up and then pick the deer up putting it on one of his shoulders and carrying it with one hand on its back* \"You ready to get going again?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would stand up* \"Yea let's go\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"You're not squeamish, are you?\" *Subaru would ask walking towards their camp*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I don't think so why?\" *She would look up at him*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well because I'm going to have to skin the deer, and it might get messy\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Oh okay\" *She yawned*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*After the walk back, Subaru put the deer down and began to skin it, afterward he would cut of a piece of meat that he would jab an arrow trough and put it over the fire as he rotated it and throw on herbs he had in a bad...*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would watch him and sit on the log and try not to fall asleep*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*After he was done, he would hand her the arrow with meat on* \"Sorry I don't have plates or any other silverware, but it's still something\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"It's okay don't worry I'm not royalty\" *She would laugh and dig into the meat*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru would carve of another piece, one that was allotted bigger than the one he gave, with was already big. He would then cook it as well, though it took a bit longer, he was happy with his food and immediately dug in*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She quickly finished her food and went to go wash his arrow*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"You know you don't really have to, right?\" *He would say to her as he could actually clean it himself without a problem*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"It's okay besides it's clean now\" *She handed it back to him*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Sigh, Well thanks anyway\" *When he was finished he would turn his gaze to the deer, and he would cut of more pieces and put them in a small bag which would grow bigger and bigger with the more meat it got in, eventually it was mostly bone left, and he would be full of blood*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Need any help?\" *She yawned while saying that*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Nope\" *Subaru would say as the blue flames ignited around him yet again* \"I got it\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"What are you gonna do?\" *She sat on the ground*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"You'll see\" *He would say as he now yawned. A few seconds later the blood would be cleared away completely and his clothes would be dry again.* \"There we go, nice and clean\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Woah that saves a lot of time\" *She began to lie down*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yea, by the way, it's a bit chilly, you're going to be ok?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"I think so\" *She pulls her cape closer to herself to keep herself warm*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru would then take of his blue cloak and offer it to her. Now his muscles could be seen, he didn't really look that buff, but his muscles were still impressive.* \"I wouldn't mind if you borrowed it, Intact I would feel bad if you didn't and don't worry, It's clean\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "Kora stared at Volgras while he kept quiet, probably the man was thinking, as Kora was doing. *I see... I think this will be difficult to do, but let's try, uh Kora?* She had a little smirk forming on her lips while her hand softly stroked the horse's hair. *I wish Kai was here too... Making people trust me would be more easy, and we could laugh together at his jokes.* She sighed and laid her head against Bloom's head.\n\n\"Well, we will need to wait some hours. I can try finding the nearest city, I just need to smell someone or hear someone. It can be a bit difficult, as I don't think people will be near a mountain at the moment.\" She thought for a bit about the possibilities, Kora didn't want to just sleep there, find a city and separate from someone again... She wanted a party, a group which she could trust and fight with. *I wonder now, is there any possibilities that Kai, or Aaron are alive?* She sighed and looked up at Volgras again.\n\nA smile appeared on her lips as he said *\"Sleep\"*. Did it mean she could stay there? A happy expression formed on her face and she laid down next to Bloom, putting her sword and shield against the horse. Before closing her eyes and almost falling asleep, she whispered:\n\n\"Thank you...\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "If Volga knew the woman's thinking, then he would agree. The man wasn't the trusting type—especially from someone of the clan that had been behind his recent banishment. Although, if her story were true, and she really did trek from a foreign land, it was possible that she wasn't a scent assassin, however, the fact that she was in Albania and didn't present at the festival was suspicious. . . \n\n\"Fine. Take the time you need,\" He said brusquely. It truly didn't matter to him what she did. He'd find his way eventually, with or without her aid. If this Kora person wanted to make this party a duo, she would need to do better than just appear on the mountain pass. He poked the fire again to keep the flame fresh with a low growl. *And what was she smirking at? It's not like I gave her a palace or anything. I don't have control of who sleeps on the ground.* Though, if she did anything to upset him, she might find the camp vacant one less On. Volga already had to sleep with an eye open and his sword gripped between his hands because of her intrusion. He'd keep his horse saddled in case there was need of a quick getaway.\n\nThe—admittedly attractive—woman laid herself to rest, offering a whisper to the night sky. He to felt tied, but he thought to wait out her rest for a period before resting himself. One could never be too sure of one's intentions for subterfuge. It didn't take long, perhaps an hour, before he thought to close his eyes. Volga left the fire alive, even stroking the flames anew to give them the warmth—although, it was more for their horses than himself. The cold didn't bother him much. He kicked over the stump and threw a few leaves over it for some comfort before drifting into the dreamscape."}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Wait who are you\" *Trupec shifts up slightly in questioning why he decided to go to a mountain in his head*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Okapi.\" *Subaru said with a heavy sigh* \"Now you're turned old man\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*As the two of them came out the forest, she gently placed her hands over Kondor's eyes to shield them from the sun. Almost like blinkers.\n\n**\"You'll enjoy it. There's lots of elves there, hence I needed to learn Elvish when I was young. They can be nice people, and this is actually where one of my best friends came from! Oh, I hope his family is still around.\"** She looked down at him. **\"His family weren't nice to him, but they were nice to me!\"***"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "**\"Really? Seems bad they 'weren't' nice to him. But Elves, huh. I think I never see one before. But mentor taught me them. He says they 'fast little buggers', and they use magic lots. They speak Common, or only Even?\"**\n\n*Throwing aside the fact that he was using the sentences he had heard before and slapping them onto his speech, which made it sound as though he spoke properly for those short moments, he was contemplating how he would communicate once here.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "***\"Their official language is Elvish. It's quite the romantic language! My best friend used to speak it to me just to fluster me on purpose, but since he left and I don't know what happened to him, I don't get to hear it often. And my accent isn't exactly the best so...\"** She blinked as she looked ahead. \n\n**\"They're mostly dark elves with a few regular elves strewn about. Your wood elves, high elves, all them.\"** She smiled with her tail swaying.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He kept walking, going on until the two arrived at the gates of the town. Bluebell's mention of Even being a \"Romantic\" Language had gotten him slightly interested, but his nature simply interested him in it out of curiosity, nothing else. Nu-uh. Totally.*\n\n**\"Can you help me talk to them? I don't know how gate works. Last time, I escorted in, so no experience.\"**"}, {"from": "human", "value": "***\"Oh, sure!\"** She exclaimed then climbed down from Kondor's shoulders and onto the ground. She made her way towards the two guards, who pointed their spears at her.\n\n**\"Halt. What brings you here?\"** One guard spoke.\n\n**\"Let ammen in, please. Mui est- na- Bluebell, mui mellon hi na- named Kondor.\"** She spoke to them. The two guards perked up and retracted their spears.\n\n**\"Apologies, Bluebell. Mín baur na treat cin i same.\"** The other guard responded before opening the gates for them.\n\nBluebell turned and looked at Kondor, giving him a thumbs up.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He returned the thumbs up to her, and walked forwards through the gates, before crouching down again and waiting for her to get on his back again.*\n\n**\"Thank you, Bluebell.\"** *He smiles once more, and looks around at the buildings and townspeople as they wandered around, an air of childish curiosity surrounding him, despite his age. It was rather ironic, really, but that was how it was. Not that it mattered since the elves here were likely much older than him anyway. He made sure his hood was fully on, so as not to scare anyone here.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She smiled as she walked through the gate, immediately a few people turning to look in her direction. Her ears folded back against her scalp. People were recognizing her and she did not really like that. A little bead of sweat formed on the side of her head as she looked at them. She moved behind Kondor, whispering something to him.\n\n**\"If anyone asks, I'm your familiar.\"** She said. He was big enough that when she went behind him, she immediately turned to her lesser form, popping out the other side of him as a fox.\n\n**\"I'll still be able to talk.\"** She said, still in this form.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "**\"Alright.\"** *He nods, and stands back up to his full height. He didn't ask why she thought this way, nor why she didn't want to be recognized, but it would be rude to ask anyway. And on top of that, she was his first friend, so he didn't want to be rude in any way.*\n\n*He begins to walk further in, looking to see if there was an inn or something else to stay in, as the reason he had needed to find a place like this anyway was to sleep there. Though it might be a little strange for him as this would be the first time he had really been with someone of the opposite gender.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*They moved their way through the place, the elves occasionally looking up at Kondor, but then they would look away upon seeing the little arctic fox following his ankles. She'd watch how the other elves would look at her but not think twice on her. She liked this lesser form.\n\n**\"There should be an inn nearby that Nagnis used to own. Do you want to rest there?\"** She asked as they wandered.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Hearing the name mentioned, Condor thought back a few days, to the inn owner he had met, likely by the same name of Nazis. However, his memory failed him, and he couldn't remember if that really was him. After all, he had only spent a day there before moving on.* \n**\"Nazis? I remember name. I think I met him. But not sure...\"** *His brows crunch up as he tries to remember if it was really a Nazis who he had met, but he can't do so.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"The cold doesn't bother me that much. I'm use to the cold.\" *Kibaru would say smiling* \"If it does get to cold, I'll just snuggle up next to you\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would blush and smile* \"Alright. Goodnight Subaru\". *She would lie down and close her eyes*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Night Adeliza\" *After she went to sleep, Kibaru would stay up a bit listening around and marking them stars*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She was in a deep sleep, and she would be smiling in her sleep*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would then sit next to her not feeling the cold, but just feeling sleepy* \"I should probally go to sleep\" *He would fall asleep next to her with his ears keeping a lookout while he slept*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would notice that he had fallen asleep, and she would put both of their capes over both of them so that they were both warm*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru was still asleep like a rock when the sun finally rose up, though the fire was still burning from the constant feeding of wood. Kibaru's tails where glowing a dull blue colour*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would wake up slowly so as not to wake him, and she would stretch and put their capes completely on him, and she would then go to try and find some berries*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*By the time she would return the coats would be neatly folded up, but Kibaru would still be sleeping*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would be confused as she thought she was still asleep, and she was pretty sure that no one else was there, and so she began to make breakfast for the two of them*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would then sit up straight as he smelled breakfast and yawn widely as his fangs would clearly show, infact the looked to be extending with this yawn, but it would then shrink again as he closed his mouth* \"Something smells good\" *His eyes would still be kind of closed , but he was now awake*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Morning sleepyhead\" *She would finish making breakfast and give it to him and ruffle his hair* \"I hope you like it, I couldn't really find much so sorry there isn't much\" *She sat back down and began eating her breakfast*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"If you asked me, I could have probally helped you search\" *He would then stare at the food before putting it in his mouth* \"Mmm, taste good\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"But you were asleep so I didn't want to wake you and thanks\" *She would finish eating her breakfast and then wash her hands*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well it is better to let sleeping beasts lie. Though I wouldn't mind\" *He would say before yawning again. He then finished his foo and the cleaned his hands with some dirt*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Are you still tired?\" *She would look at him surprised he still was yawning*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well kind of, considering I don't really sleep sleep in the wild, more like half sleep. But still, this yawning isn't because of that, it's just because I take some tim e to wake up\" *He would then finally stand up and strech and as he did so, allot of cracking could be heard coming from his body. With this he simply smiled from pleasur of streching*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Okay then\" *She would smile and stand up and also stretch, and she would do some yoga and then look out at the skyline*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Kibaru looked at her doing Yoga, to him it was a bit strange, though he still continued to strech as if he was going to run a merathon. His strech would make his muchles flex and his black shit would be tight around his arms.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would finish stretching and then look at him and blush and then turn around to look back at the view from the mountain, and she would sit on a rock and look out at the view*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*After Kibaru was done he would go to his bag and grab something. He would then go and sit right next to her and start brushing his tails* \"So? What we going to do today?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Hmm mm I do kinda want to swim because it's a pretty hot day today\" *She would look up and see the sun shining down on them, and then she would cover her eyes because it was so bright* \"I'm such a dummy why did I do that\" *She would say under her breath*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well If you want, I wouldn't mind a good swim\" *Kibaru says as he realise that brushing his tails is pointless if they're going to swim*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well where is the best place to swim?\" *She would look at him considering that he would probably know*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well the best place I know of is pretty far, but I we could go to the see\" *Kibaru would recomend pointing towards the direction of the see*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well we shall go to whichever place you think is best\" *She would begin to get up and pack her things*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would then lei back down again letting out a ywan as his back rested on the ground* \"Today would be a nice day to swim though\" *He would say to himself as he closed his eyes and putting his mask on*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would then stand over him* \"Come on up ya get\" *She would hold out her hand*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*With a sigh he would grab he hand and stand up* \"Right of we go\" *He would say after he grabbed his coat bag and bow. He would not ear his caot the, he would only throw it ocer his shoulder*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*She would get her cape and put it over herself and put the hood on, and then she began to walk*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"It's quite windy down here at the base, huh?\" *Kibaru said as some winds hit him as well* \"And really could for this short mountain\" *He walked closer to trupec, Frowning a little at this man. Was he even that old, or was this just the style he was going for*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*True squints at the strange comment made by this stranger*\"Hello traveler what brings you to the mountains I am true and I am willing to act as a guide to this environment it is quite cruel to inexperienced adventurers\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kibaru would look at the man and back at himself* \"Some kind of hermit to these mountains?\" *He asked before looking at his mule*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"A hermit, maybe but I see myself more of an adventurer or explorer then just a hermit\" *True says while smiling*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well I am a hunter. And today's pray is a pesky mountain lion, that's been causing trouble. Heard any roars as of late?\" *He asked as he sniffed his surroundings a bit as his ears twitched*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I believe I have Okapi but only higher up the mountain\" *True says while looking up at the mountain*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "When it came to survival, learning from one's mistakes is very important. And learn from them Senri did, making sure to carefully monitor her alcohol intake for the night when she went out for a drinking session, and hence why she wrapped it up drunk, sure, but still very much in control of her wits.\n\nThe problem happened afterwards. While on her way back the oni spotted a few mushrooms by the roadside, and made the (unwise) decision to consume a few.\n\nAnd thus she was now sitting on another rock near another bridge, and higher than a kite. Not enough to lose track of her senses, of course.\n\nAnd it was such that she, once again, spotted someone crossing from the opposite end."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Maori was making her way along the bridge, walking lightly on it to not disturb the peace. Her mask was pulled above her face and kept a sharp eye out for anyone being about this time a night. She was on a mission, gathering some extra intel for the clan she served between daytime recruitment.\n\nIt wasn't long before she took notice of the other person on the other end of the bridge. Her hand went to the hilt of her Katina instinctively as she drew closer.*\"A little late out to be hanging around so far from town, don't you think?\"*She says once she was in earshot, deciding to engage in small talk.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"And yet the same may be said for thee, clad as thou art.\"\n\nThe oni reaches into her sleeves and withdraws a gourd, popping the top and pouring the contents into her mouth before keeping the sloshing container once more. She didn't seem particularly concerned... Or not, perhaps.\n\n\"This is all too familiar to me, which is surprising, considering that dreams should be more creative. Not mere remembrance of affairs that hath transpired of late... No matter.\"\n\nSenri rose to her feet, albeit somewhat slowly. Even so, her gaze locks onto the approaching person.\n\n\"What hast thou came for? Tell me.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The Nāga narrowed her eyes at the woman. Hopefully this one wasn't going to be difficult. She already didn't seem to be in the right headspace, but perhaps that makes it all the easier for her.*\"I'm afraid that information is classified.\"*She said to her.*\"Now stand aside. I have a job I need to be doing.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Hoh. Good to see that thou hast taken effort to change up something, at least. Very well, I'll grant thee passage.\"\n\nThe oni sauntered forward, until her feet had carried her to the very edge of the bridge on her end, where stone bricks gave way to loose soil. Pulling out her twin blades in a single stroke and testing their weights.\n\n\"...If thou can defeat me, that is. Now, draw thine blade.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Almost a shame it has to come to this.\"*Maori said in a false disappointed tone. That seemed to be all the confirmation Maori needed, however. She grabbed a handful of shrikes at her side and suddenly threw them out at the On to serve as a distraction. Now, removing her blade fully from its sheathe, she dashed towards Henri, readying her Katrina as she to swing towards her.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "Somehow, just somehow, the oni managed to dodge both attacks without moving from her position. Perhaps all that head wobbling came in handy.\n\n\"Mhm, fascinating...\"\n\nHer palm lit up with the bluish glow of electricity."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Maori proceeds to get electrocuted. Breaking through the shockwave, she swipes at Henri again and vaults over to attack her from the other side, not letting up her attacks.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Nice move!\" Senri praised, managing to dodge the first strike but not the subsequent one. She would pull out a javelin and close in for a throw, following up with a sword strike and leaving herself open to opportunity attacks as she did so."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Been practicing.\"*Maori responds with a grin beneath her mask as she managed to get a cheap shot at the Henri before getting hit with the javelin in return. She vaulted again, seeming quite agile and gave her a hard kick from behind as she readied up her sword.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Mhm, not bad at all.\" The oni plants her feet firmly onto the group, taking up a charging stance.\n\n\"Brace yourself.\" And then she charged forward."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Maori's swords clashed with Henri's as she charged into her. The Nāga attempts to parry against her only to get hit with a hard in return. It seemed like this woman was going to let up so easily and the battle was beginning to tire Maori. Her gaze flashed quickly to the edge of the bridge before she suddenly went back to attacking Henri. Getting one sword hit in, she nimbly moves around her.*\"Have a nice swim!\"*She says before proceeding kick her off the bridge.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Eh-\"\n\nAnd over the edge she went. Followed some seconds later by a large splash, a few smaller splashes, and then from below came booming laughter.\n\n\"Hahaha! Now that's what I'd call a good match!\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Maori was walking along the bridge, watching the woman splash about in the water. Her sword was still out, but more casual this time around.*\"Not so bad yourself.\"*She said as she went. Perhaps the On could have been a strong ally under different circumstances. For now though, Maori returns to her job as she makes it to the other side.*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*She would continue to walk here*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru would follow her with a wondrous look on his face*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would look around and admire the nature and smile while listening to the birds*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru would be deep in though and would not hear her or sense any danger as he walked*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would pick up some flowers and smell them and she would continue walking*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well I could... No... What if\" *He would say unknowingly speaking out loud*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would turn to look at him* \"What's on your mind?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He would not seem to have noticed her talking to him* \"No, that's not enough... Davit\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would pinch him* \"Hey!\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*He would the turn to look at her* \"Need something\" *He had no idea that he was talking out loud*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"You were talking out loud and I tried calling your name. What's wrong you're not yourself\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ow no, It's nothing, I'm fine, nothing to worry about\" *He would say a bit surprised while blushing*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Okay...?\" *She would continue walking while smelling the flowers*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru would kind of be nervous* \"That was close\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"So how much further?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru would sniff* \"Not far\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Okay but am I going the right way?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Eh\" *He would walk to her and shift her body a little bit to the right*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Okay thanks\" *She would continue walking*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru would seem to continue wondering until* \"That would do\" *He would say softly\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She wouldn't hear him but she would begin to run as she felt that they were closer to their home now*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru would notice her running, and he would decide to show her something new. So he would then jump into a TRE and start jumping from tree to tree at and inhumanly speed as he used his tails to help balance him*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would stop and watch him with a smile on her face and she would be clapping*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru's jumping seemed kind of animal like, like a wolf that would jump trees*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would giggle and run to try and catch up with him*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Subaru would stop on a branch as he started sniffing the air, though he was still way ahead of her by now, and so he waited for her to get closer*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She would stop running and sit on the side of the road to catch her breath*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"You go ahead without me\" *He would say as he started jumping into another direction*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "In the forests of northern Salvainia, near a fork of the gravel road facilitating trades between villages and towns in the region, there existed a simple roadside tavern. One like any other, a waystation whose billowing smokestack beckoned travellers to approach and rest their weary feet. The Snarling Boar, so simply named after the coat of arms depicting one being skewered by a spear,was neither new nor particularly venerable, its timber-framing having only been set into place 2 generations prior. This evening, it's vicinity was quite subdued, though it was hardly an unusual occurrence for such establishments, who simply bore witness to quiet days at times, where no caravans, pilgrimages and bands would pass through this junction of the road. Thus, the only sign of activity came from the ever-rising fumes from the chimney, and the faint, placid breathing of the horses in the stables, and... An enormous cloaked figure, twice the height of a regular man, who stood next to the stables, humming as he fed regular carrots to a regular stallion- a draft horse resting after a hard day of labour, lazily munching it's offerings.\n\n*A lone figure approached on foot from the west. From afar it was obvious she was foreign to these lands, a kemonimi wearing peculiar armour and attire. Her weapons were slung over her back and more fit for a battlefield than for personal defence while travel.\n\nShe approached the Snarling Boar, noticing the telltale signs that it was a tavern. She quickly rummaged through a bag to make sure she had enough money. Her gaze then looked to the large figure by the stables. He was so tall that it gave her pause, standing there for a moment and just staring.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "The moving tower stalled in sudden awareness, and slowly turned, in a smooth motion much akin to a turning millstone. A bushy face of a volume that befitted a wild troll came into view, juxtaposed with the good grooming of a gentleman, for each glossy strand was neatly combed into place, altogether sortied into a sea of marching columns.\n\n\"Ah.\" He has begun, rumbling like a calm stream rushing over jagged rocks. \"First time seeing a Titan, hmm?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "The moving tower stalled in sudden awareness, and slowly turned, in a smooth motion much akin to a turning millstone. A bushy face of a volume that befitted a wild troll came into view, juxtaposed with the good grooming of a gentleman, for each glossy strand was neatly combed into place, altogether sortied into a sea of marching columns. \"Ah.\" He begun, rumbling like a calm stream rushing over jagged rocks. \"First time seeing a Titan, hmm?\" \n\n\"A titan? I saw someone like you back home, didn't believe it at first.\" *She said, she'd stopped staring by this point.* \"Are you a local?\" *She asked, stepping a little closer.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "The titan simply nodded in silent understanding and folded his arms in practiced motion. \"Not by the strict sense of the word, but I've been around for... Hamm.\" He paused, as if to reach into his memories. \"A decade or so, give or take.\"\n\nHe then fixed his own discerning eye on Hara in muted curiosity, for a Kimono in gear of Rumanian make not was exactly an everyday sight in Raoul Ta either, and her question hinted that she was likely a foreigner herself.\n\n \"If I may be so presumptuous, miss, you aren't quite from around here either?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "The titan simply nodded in silent understanding and folded his arms in practiced motion. \"Not by the strict sense of the word, but I've been around for... Hmmm.\" He paused, as if to reach into his memories. \"A decade or so, give or take.\" He then fixed his own discerning eye on Hara in muted curiosity, for a Kemono in gear of runranian make not was exactly an everyday sight in Ramul Ta either, and her question hinted that she was likely a foreigner herself. \"If I may be so presumptuous, miss, you aren't quite from around here either?\" \n\n*She gave a slight nod.* \"I'm not from here, mhm. I just needed to get away from home, so here I am. I'm a sellsword.\" *She did have quite a big sword!* \"Do you know anyone who needs one?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "The titan raised an eyebrow, as a thoughtful look settled on his features. \"A sell sword... Funny you should ask me.\" He shook his head in mild amusement, seemingly indulging in a private joke briefly, though he declined to explain.\n\n\"Have you heard the news recently? It seems that a band of brigands has set up around these neck of the woods the past few weeks. They've got the good sense to avoid too much heat at least-been keeping away from excessive violence and targeting larger groups, but commerce has slowed enough that people are noticing.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "\"Well, if you came in that direction I suppose you might not have heard of it.\" The Titan shrugged. \"As for who, a number of local merchants petitioned the local baron for their removal.\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well, if you came in that direction I suppose you might not have heard of it.\" The Titan shrugged. \"As for who, a number of local merchants petitioned the local baron for their removal.\" \n\n\"So who should I look for? The merchant or this baron?\" *She seemed quite eager to at least know the details! She reached into her bag and pulled out some folded paper.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Actually...\" The titan's amusement returned with a vengeance. Was he an easily amused man, or perhaps it was just a natural facial tic?\n\n \"Well, you should be looking for me. I'm one of the courtiers the baron reached out to for manpower in this particular instance.\"\n\nLetting the revelation stew in, he appraised Hara once again, gently rubbing his chin.\n\n\"You certainly don't lack in enthusiasm, if anything... Say, how good are you at tracking?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Actually...\" The titan's amusement returned with a vengeance. Was he an easily amused man, or perhaps it was just a natural facial tic? \"Well, you should be looking for me. I'm one of the courtiers the baron reached out to for manpower in this particular instance.\" Letting the revelation stew in, he appraised Hara once again, gently rubbing his chin. \"You certainly don't lack in enthusiasm, if anything... Say, how good are you at tracking?\" \n\n*She raised a brow at his big reveal, crossing her hands behind her back.* \"That saves me from running around I suppose. I'm no hunter, if you're wondering. I can find those bandits given enough time and effort though.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "The titan hummed evenly. \"I suppose that means I'll still have to look around for a tracker, then. Regardless, I do need more muscle as well-\"\n\n\n\n\"-and I presume you're proficient with those weapons.\"\n\nThe titan gestured to the pike and greatsword slung behind her back.\n\n\"How well can you hold yourself in a fight?\""}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "The titan hummed evenly. \"I suppose that means I'll still have to look around for a tracker, then. Regardless, I do need more muscle as well-\" (Which was incidentally, quite the statement when devoid of context, considering the titan had at least the physical muscle of two men, and probably more considering he seemed well-built even for his species, though it was hard to tell for certain with the cloak in the way.) \"-and I presume you're proficient with those weapons.\" The titan gestured to the pike and great sword slung behind her back. \"How well can you hold yourself in a fight?\"\n\n\"I'm quite capable. I like to keep my enemies beyond arms length and I keep my friends alive in a fight. If you plan on hiring more people I'm sure I'll get along well with them.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*The thief had been walking through these wilds for some time. He had no place to go, no where to go home. No where to call home anyway. He felt a little lost as his young age, and unfortunately he felt he would feel this for the rest of his life. Regardless, the Red Oni felt the need to come into the wilds of this area. Something dragged him here, and he was not too sure what.\n\nHe had been in his human disguise for about 10 minutes. He preferred this disguise.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Alex was taking a stroll through an unfamiliar area of the wilds, he had a journal out in his right hand and a writing utensil in his left as he took Nate's on where he was and what landmarks he was passing. What he was doing was taking notes on his surroundings so he could effectively make a map upon the area later. He frankly wasn't a fighter so he was in a vulnerable position, luckily he had his more animalistic traits concealed*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kaimarir took note of the rather vulnerable being. He paused in his steps as he was hidden away behind some bushes. His eyes were fixed on the being, watching him for the time being. He obviously had every intention to attempt thieving, but perhaps it was best to watch first before making a reckless move. He was silently staring.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Alex may have looked and was vulnerable, but he could defend himself for he had two twin daggers that he knew how to use. Now he would rather not be confronted in a fight or flight situation because he would most likely run and hide instead of being bold, this was his plan for most encounters though, he needed to know about the other for this to be affective though*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He kept his eyes on the being, watching carefully for when his back was turned. With his head low, he made his way forward, the human being light on his feet as he approached the other. He made little to no noise as he approached, only making the most noise once he was close enough. He pulled out his own silver dagger and held it to Alexi's throat, not yet touching him.\n\n**\"Hand over your valuables.\"** He demanded, his voice being deep and quite intimidating.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"May I ask why?\"\nAlexis lowly tucked his journal and writing utensil away before holding up his hands as a sign of nonaggression, he didn't outright and attack because he frankly wanted to try and talk down the situation. This didn't mean that he wasn't going to attempt an escape though, especially when this seemed to be a human that he could probably outrun or put maneuver.\n\"Because this isn't exactly the most polite of exchanges I've been in\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "***\"I'm not about polite, I'm about getting my way. I'd suggest you hand over your things before I take it from you personally.\"**\n\nThe human seemed to stand his ground for the species he was. He probably was a little over confident. He gripped tightly on the handle of his dagger as though he was holding back the need to steal not only his valuables, but his life too. He was really wanting this to be an easy hand over.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"Honestly, I'm very against that if I'm to be honest with you\"\n\n*It was a snarky remark on Alex's part, but he hoped that it served as a big of a distraction just so he could go on the counteroffensive. With one swift motion, Alex reached to his dagger upon his right hip with his left hand and pulled it out to try and deliver a slash to the robber. He frankly didn't care if this attack worked or not, he just needed an opening to escape*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*As though he was on his toes this whole time, he immediately sprung backwards to escape from the dagger coming his way. If Alexi turned to face the robber, he'd take note that the human looked somewhat human, except the eyes were... Different. Not human. Either way, he skidded backwards to a halt, the thief bringing up a horn of sorts that had a mouthpiece over the pointy end.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*The spring back was exactly what Alex needed, he didn't turn and face the man because he turned and darted the opposite direction as best he could. He hoped that the other didn't put up a chase but if he did, Alex had a few tricks up his sleeve... They may not work though considering he was at huge disadvantage, one that he was unaware of*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He inhaled and blew a long hum through the horn, a faint, blue aura surrounding him as he blew out and then lowered the horn. From there, he exclaimed loudly in a language that the other could not understand. From his mouth formed a 0.6 meter long, spear-like projectile that shot forward and towards Alexi, going at 100 fps. Hopefully, if it didn't hit him and possibly kill him, it would at least knock him onto the ground. So he hoped.*\n\n``` Ability used: Vicious Mockery\n\n60 feet. It has as much cutting power as a thrown spear. If the projectile is interrupted before it comes out of his mouth completely, it would cut through the target and then disappear, and would never impede Kaimarir. This spell takes 10 mana points and takes 4 turns to recharge.\n\n-10 Mana Points```"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Alex didn't look behind him, but he could hear a faint whooshing through his temporary human ears, this of course wasn't good so he briefly looked behind him to see a spear like projectile zooming towards him at incredible speeds. There was little time for him to act seeing as the projectile was close to hitting him so what he did was dive for the ground, the spear just barely clipping him as he hit the ground hard. When he connected with the ground, Alex's concealment spell had subconsciously been released and his Karimi self had been released to see... This wasn't exactly good of course because his little trick was useless now*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The human swiftly made his way over towards Alexi, the spear projectile soon disappearing as he approached. He gave notice to the change in appearance of this being. Seems he was one of many forms too. Regardless, Kaimarir still had every intention to take what he wanted to, that being this man's valuables.\n\nHe soon approached at a close range, his eyes staring at Alexi.\n\n**\"Valuables, now.\"** He demanded.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I would... But I don't have any\"\n\n*Alex of course was lying, he had a bit of money on him as well as his daggers. He also had his journal and supplies relating to that but other than those things he had nothing else, it was hard to tell what he had though due to it all being concealed in his jacket but if this man was determined to take that as well... Well then he would have to put up a futile fight. Alex had to wonder why he just couldn't survey in piece today, why must he have been approached by this man on such a day as today?*\n\n\"I do have to ask though... Do scum like you enjoy this?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "***\"I'm a thief. It's what I do in order to get by. Much like a blacksmith needs to rid the grounds of ingots for his practices, I intend to steal whatever I can.\"**\n\nHis eyes looked up for a moment at the sky before he looked back down at Alexi. Kaimarir was not exactly tall, but it seemed that did not matter at all for the aggressive nature of this character seemed to be all that was needed to make a point.\n\n**\"So. I will demand once more. A man of such clothing cannot possibly be money poor. Hand over your valuables, and I will leave you on your way. Or, put up a fight, and I might have to do more damage than I need to.\"***"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"You see I may have these clothes, but it doesn't mean that I have anything after purchasing them... I'm honestly shit at saving money after all\"\n\n*Another lie that Alex was trying to conceal as a truth, it should be fairly hard to detect his lying though considering how the man knew nothing of him. This robber knew nothing of who he was or what his social status was so what Alex was saying may as well be telling the truth to those who didn't know him* \n\n\"I just make maps, sell em, then spend the profits. There is no saving in between\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*Kaimarir's bright yellow eyes could not help but narrow. Given the circumstances, he groaned and pulled himself back, moving away from the man a little bit.\n\n**\"I apologize.\"** He said quickly. **\"I had thought you were wealthy. But suppose I cannot go on looks alone.\"**\n\nHe looked to the side for a moment before back at Alexi.\n\n**\"Speak nothing of this and I shan't bother you further.\"***"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I don't plan on even remembering this to be honest\"\n\n*Alexis poke calmly as he picked himself up and dusted his clothing off, purging his mind of any recollection of this ever happening. It was an exhilarating event of course so it may be a few till he was truly calm though* \n\n\"I'll be in my way then stranger\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*The thief gave a little nod of the head. He did not entirely trust this man and his words, however he had to be safe in this regard. Among all other things, stealing from those of a poorer wealth was not something he would do willingly. Given the idea that Alexi may be of poorer wealth, he'd rather back down.\n\n**\"As to you.\"**\n\nAt that, he swiftly turned to make his move away. Though... He would most likely not forget so easily.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Alex then made his way out of this area, his heart still racing as he thought up of plans and ideas to potentially stop this from happening in the future... He would need to get stronger of course as he was near average as is, maybe a little below. He also needed to be a bit more aware of his surroundings because he was completely unaware of that person's presence until it was too late... Furthermore, he had so much to improve upon so he decided to get to safety and start working on that*"}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Nagnis had exited the stables the next day. From the stables, he walked along with his horse, leading her by the reigns out the stables. He took one look at her and couldn't help but smile.\n\n**\"Alright, Millie,\"** He begun, **\"Let's head somewhere different today. Outside the Capital. What do you say?\"**\n\nThe horse gave a huff in response.\n\n**\"That's the spirit! This will be exciting! Hopefully somewhere else will take me in as a bartender.\"***"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "*Just as he exited the actual stables, an effeminate, but serene voice spoke out from a little ways to his left.* \"Excuse me, sir,\" *Lillian spoke, walking up to him in her standard attire of what clothing, * \"I was hoping you could give me some directions.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*For a moment, the dark elf got a fright. He turned to look in the direction of the voice, his eyes widen in surprise. The beautiful voice came from this young lady? She was so pale, it actually took him a while to respond as he was looking up and down her for a split second. Once he finished, he then looked into her eyes with his own bright, yellow eyes.\n\n**\"Good day, madam.\"** He responded, a smile being brought to his face. **\"It does depend. Where are you hoping to be directed to?\"***"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I was hoping to reach the Sylvain Empire before dark.\" *She bowed slightly, spear strapped against her back, the family crest as the tip shimmering in the sunlight.* \"Do you know of any hastily ways to reach it before tomorrow?\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*He thought on this for a moment. Considering he himself was going out of South Silnaria, perhaps it would be best for the two of them to travel together, along with Millie.\n\n**\"I'm not entirely sure. However, I can take you there on my horse, Millie. There's space on the saddle for the two of us, and travelling with her is better than going on foot.\"** He then gestured to the horse he was leading.\n\n**\"Would you like to take this offer?\"***"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I would absolutely, thank you.\" *She flashed him a smile. Going with someone definitely best going alone, especially when they had a means of faster travel.*\n\n*She walked up to the horse and quickly saddled it behind him. She wrapped her arms around his chest for both posture and safety, bringing her head on his shoulder.* \"Alright, let's get going.\""}]}
{"conversations": [{"from": "human", "value": "*Watching the canine with a close ease. Not exactly trusting him fully especially on her ship. Which was her home after she sold her house and store to go after what she really wanted with the age she had hit recently. Listening to his words, still being on the observational side of the matter.* \"Well Jackel welcome to my living space, quite literally. You may call me Issotha. It's an Elven name, long long story on how I my family ended up here.\" *She shrugged, knowing he didn't tell her everything. Still her small tiny hand reached out to give a gentle hand shake. Her body temperature was noticeably cold, yet she didn't appear to be cold at all. At about this time as she let go the ship jolted forward as the anchor was lifted. The ship slowly began to pick up speed as it was guided out of the harbour.* \"Looks like you won't have to wait, they are capable when paid decently. However six men can only do so much so I have to plot my course very carefully as to allow them the ability to not overwork themselves.\" *She said glancing to the map table with lines drawn over it with serval popular routes and shortcuts lined out.*\n\nCrewman: \"Issotha! Ship at 28 knots! Normal cruise today or?\" *Issotha glanced to the door and yell back.*\n\"For now yes, keep the sails at full, winds blowing south should be fairly easy for you!\" *After the brief exchange of words with the crew her attention was drawn back to Jackel.*"}, {"from": "human", "value": "\"Well very few actually believe I am one, comforting I guess. In my almost two hundred years of life I guess I just grew to love the ocean, despite how much it terrifies me to. In my one hundred and fifty's was when I got my first taste, ever since I've been wanting to go back but I never really got the chance until fairly recently.\" *She shrugged in disappointment. Giving herself a stretch as she began to sketch in a small book.* \"If you ask me it's really a long story, not a pretty one. I've seen way to much already and I'm dying to see more.\" *She said in a slightly more upbeat tone. Issotha simply began to plot a new route. It ran along the coast line as far as she could do so and only a small jump north would bring them to there destination.* \"So why do you care to ask? You're the one trying to start a civil war in my country. I don't necessarily agree with them but I don't think violence is the right path. My mother had the right idea but her time was cut short unfortunately... Still I guess somethings are just unpredictable like a female kitsune captain.\""}, {"from": "human", "value": "*She asked in a slightly more down tone, it was evident she didn't like being talked down to. Issotha was definitely a very independent woman and a little feisty. Still like before she seemed very closed doors only giving answers to what was needed to be known. It would be clear to anyone with a hint of how ones mind worked. She let her tails flick around, a statement that showed her more current negative mood, while not exactly a bad mood she wasn't exactly happy either. She stood up and took her coat off handing it up on a rank. Issotha wore a fine silk undergarment, with a tight shirt with buttons and a v neck. Clearly custom made to fit her body. She grabbed a silk cloth and threw it around her neck.* \"Why don't you tell me about you? You we're definitely lost, arguing with elves would have gotten you killed at some point.\" *She said as she sat back down and made her self comfortable as she went back to plotting a better course.*"}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "\"I've heard that your kind lives far longer than mine,\" He noted with a bemused gaze, unlacing a few binds on his upper cloak. \"Can't say for certain if that's a blessing or a curse. But you have been sailing for nearly as long as I've walked this world. You should have realized by now you can only find the greatest of thrills on things you fear most,\" He sighed, vague words and thoughts mirrored in his mismatched gaze. His eyes bore into the mistune, as if they were assessing the woman every passing moment. \n\n\"We are drawn to the things that hurt us most, one way or another. Ain't always a choice either. Do we do so out of spite? Do we try desperately to take back what they'd stolen from us, even though we know that's impossible?\" He stated, more so than asked, his gruff rumbling voice resonating with more apparent wisdom that was shown in his uncanny visage. His cloak flowed freely on either side once the last knot came undone, revealing the blackened metallic armor underneath... Or at least what looked like armor.\n\nIt looked more like a visceral carapace, crimson glimmers flowing subtly between intersections of its malignant, yet ornate design. The torso was scarcely visible under the shadows cast by his cloak. Still any remotely keen eye would be able to tell that something about the armor- about the jackal's entire body was *Off*. \"Your mother may have been on the right path,\" He spoke at length, stalking a step closer. \"And if she *Did* Manage to see her goals through, she would have been a hero to all of my enslaved kin... Instead, she became a martyr...\"\n\n."}, {"from": "gpt", "value": "He was aware he likely pushed for a sore spot, but his tone did not waver, inching ever closer to the woman. His face twisted into a scowl, as they did every previous time he was referring to anything related to elves or slavery, long triangle ears flattening against his temples. \"The desperate will often ask for a hero like that, but perhaps it is a villain that they truly *Need*. Sometimes, the world needs people that can stain their hands. Sometimes, you can only stop one atrocity by committing another. It is not righteous. It is *Necessary*.\"\n\nThe beast kin halted a few meters from Scotia, nearly towering over her. Sunlight from the cabin's windows washed over the coal-black fur on his head, as if setting it aflame. \"Oh the elves *Did* Have me killed in a sense, even if that wasn't their initial intent. There are fates worse than death, some of which awaited the most unruly of Floor's prisoners. They're used as tools to defile and mutilate in the elves' power-hungry pursuits-arcane experiments to be broken until they can't break no more,\" The jackal growled, the sanguine veins in his armor flaring to life with abhorrent fervor.\n\n\"There is no peace to find for anyone that suffers that fate. And there is no peaceful way to prevent any of this from happening again. There is only one path to absolution, and it ends in fire and blood.\" He stated with finality in his words, placing one hand on the desk."}]}