The Woods VI

[Chaotic Bob]

To quote Blood...


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The woods. It's a large group of trees with things living in it. Go and frolic around in it.

[ValKey]

*she looks thoughtful at Ishmale* Since I don't know anyone around here besides you guys, why not just invite whoever in the heck wants to show up. I heard that weddings can be boring..but the goddess of talents wedding isn't going to be like those*she smiles at Rizzen*Thant is a good idea!*pokes him on the arm several times*

[Chaotic Bob]

Tries to put up a meager defense against the poking onslaught.
Eep.
((alas, I must leave now))
A dead time zone assaults Rizzen.

[metakirb]

Metakirb walks towards where he fought terran.

Kalessin, Drakkon! he calls out, his two dragons land behind him

(draconic) We are sorry we did not relaise terran was coming, we did not feel his presence till it was too late

(draconic) it wasn't your fault, terrans hard to track, but now i need you to find serra. She went to find terran and hasn't returned since.

(draconic) You have nothing to fear, we shall find her

Kalessin and Drakkon fly in opposite direction to search for Serra. Metakirb clutches his wound

Ah... i hafta train, i cannot lose to terran again, each time he has come closer to killing me, next time he may succeed, i must be ready for him.

He begins to train.

((edit))

almost half an hour later Drakkon and Kalessin arrive with Serra

(draconic) Meta!!! Kalessin found Serra

Kalessin lowers his wing to the ground to allow serra to get off

[Baeleck]

The Masked One teleports into the woods. He peers around for a moment, and then searches on the ground for something. I swear I left it here...

[terranbloodrage]

Serra climbs off Kalessin

(draconic) thanks for the lift kalessin

(normal) Meta? where are ya?

[metakirb]

Metakirb runs out of the patch of trees where he'd been training

Serra. hey, im glad your ok

He is still clutching his wound

[Baeleck]

The Masked One notices them. He continues looking around though.

[terranbloodrage]

You shouldn't be training so hard after what happened to you!

She goes up to him and moves his hand from the wound, it still looks bad

You need to rest.

[Baeleck]

The Masked One draws closer to the area where Serra and Metakirb are talking, still looking around carefully at the floor.

Aha! At last!

He didn't mean to shout so loud, but it doesn't bother him that much. He bends down and picks up the golden stone he had the day before.

[metakirb]

Serra im fine... you worry too much, im stronger than i was eight years ago

He smiles at the memory of it

Besides, I'm training so this wont happen again

[terranbloodrage]

Hey was that masked one? thanks for your help yesterday. she shouts where she heard his voice

she turns back to metakirb

But if you overdo it Terran will have an easy target

She looks worried

[metakirb]

Serra ill be fine, don't worry so much, besides, i should be worried about you, and i have been for the past year, i spent the whole year searching for you.

[Baeleck]

The Masked One appears with a pop next to them.

No problem. I was glad to be of service...

He also turns to Metakirb

How are you feeling now?

[terranbloodrage]

Really, you spent all year looking for me?

She hugs him

I'm sorry for the trouble i caused you

[metakirb]

Serra... do ya have to..

turns to masked one

Alot better, still hurts a bit but ive had worse... wait... no i haven't

[Baeleck]

The Masked One chuckles a little to himself.

You are lucky to be alive, my friend... And even the healer couldn't get you completely back to normal. That sword must have had some strange powers in it to cause such a... troublesome wound.

[metakirb]

Its an unusual sword all right, he calls it his "dark crusader blade" its molded to his will somehow, whatever he wishes, the sword can do, within limits, but i have seen the full wrath of its powers, something i would not wish to see again...

[terranbloodrage]

Serra lets go of metakirb

Its one of two swords though, my sword the "light crusader blade" is not as much of a destroyer weapon but a creator, its similar to terrans in that its molded to my will but its possibilities are differant

[Baeleck]

Intriguing... well, I have found what I came for, so I'll leave. Oh... one more thing - I never caught your names...

[metakirb]

I am Metakirb Draconis and this is Serra Bloodrage, the dragons are Called Drakkon and Kalessin, fire and chaos dragons respectively

[Baeleck]

Ah, thank you Metakirb. A pleasure to meet you. Likewise to you, Serra. And the two dragons, of course. Now, if you'll excuse me...

The Masked One vanishes.

[metakirb]

I'd better get back to training

He starts to dart back into the trees

[The_Librarian]

In a different part of the woods...

Greeny carefully picks his way through the leaves. His overly large paws leave shallow prints which erode quickly; his ears are tense and alert; each step brings another cautious sniff of the air. In essence, he is still very much the predator-

-which is why it suprises him when greeny, furry death appears out of nowhere and charges into his side. Winded, the wolf staggers sideways before falling, while the attacker skids around and charges in for a second attack. Greeny, out of breath and losing his touch, waits for the teeth to close around his throat-

-then snatches up Kratos' scruff in his jaws and pins the cub with ease.

"Not fair! Not fair! You pretended!"

"Like any of your prey won't do the same. Come on, you and I need to take a look around." The two wolves wander deeper into the woods.

[terranbloodrage]

Serra grabs his arm before he gets far

come on meta have a break, i want to ask you about what happened in the past year

[metakirb]

not much really, after you vanished Terran broke down completely and accused me of being responsible, i left to try and find you but terran followed me, the places ive seen on my journey were amazing but i would prefer if we could return home... but untill i remember my past lives i cannot return...

A tear falls through the visor of his helm

[terranbloodrage]

Serra looks at him

Oh... i see... im sorry but pushing yourself to your limits and beyond wont help you, just get some rest please...

Terran appears in a tree quite a distance away but with a clear view.

Now ill see if metas telling the truth about serra by the way he treats her

[metakirb]

Metakirb looks at serra

Alright ill rest, but only for a while.

[terranbloodrage]

Serras face looks happier as she hears that, she leads meta to a small tree and they rest next to it, Terran looks annoyed

Are they just gonna sleep there?! nevermind ill check later.

he vanishes

[Martini1992]

Martini sees Serra and Metakirb asleep so he tip-toes in.

[terranbloodrage]

Serra opens her eyes as she senses martini approach

He's asleep, im not she whispers

thanks for your help yesterday and sorry i just left... i don't know what i was thinking

[Martini1992]

whispers Thats ok sits down by serra

[metakirb]

you actually thought i was asleep?

meta gets up

ah martini, i need a sparring partner, wanna train?

[terranbloodrage]

Meta i told you to take it easy, that wound will never mend if you don't...

she looks at martini

Please tell him this, he doesn't seem to want to listen to me

[Martini1992]

i think serras right

[metakirb]

you've gotta be kidding me.... fine ill train on my own

he rushes into the trees

[terranbloodrage]

Serra sighs

Why is he always so stubborn, oh well, if anyone needs me ill be at trogs

Serra vanishes

[Martini1992]

fine ill train but not for long cause im hungry

[metakirb]

metakirb rush's out of the trees

Great, lets go, you can start

[Martini1992]

martini starts to shoot at metakirb

[metakirb]

Metakirb dodges the bullets with ease

Come on, you can do better than that

He charges up to martini

Take this

Slashes at martini (sword is currently enchanted with a bluntness spell, its harmless)

[Martini1992]

martini moves the sword away from his face nice sword

[metakirb]

Thank you

Metakirb unleashes a barrage of rapid slahes

[Nevrmore]

mZurvan steps into the woods, cursing himself.

"What information can I possibly gather in this god forsaken place?" He thinks aloud. However, not one to waste any opportunity, he immediately runs to the nearest tree. Thrusting a hand towards it, he uses the sharp talons on the ends of his fingers to slice it as a lumberjack would. As the tree falls, he looks into the stump. "Eight, nine, ten, eleven rings. This tree is eleven years old!" He says, then begins on the next one.

[metakirb]

Metakirb finishes sparring with martini, he heads towards the tavern

[Rebonack]

“I hope you have a logging permit,” comes a voice from nearby. Maph’tey is currently leaning against The Random Tree™. The universe is, at this point, very flustered by his blatant disregard for temporal continuity.

[Nevrmore]

"Shut up, Maph'tey! Twenty-nine, Thirty, Thiry-one!" mZurvan heads to the next tree.

[Rebonack]

“Wow. You seem awfully snippy today,” he comments as he steps aside to avoid a falling tree. He looks at the plant for a moment and suddenly remembers that, for the purposes of Mending a tree would be considered an object. His eyes flash silver as he pokes the fallen timber.

The tree, rather inexplicably, leaps back into a upright position and reconnects to its stump moments after the not-so-omniscient outside finishes counting the rings.

“I’ll bet there’s a less destructive way to do this,” he comments.

[Nevrmore]

"I read all the books in the library yesterday; 237 of them had to do with woodwork, and none of them mentioned a better way, so shut it!" mZurvan concludes that this tree is 52 years old and goes to work on another.

[Rebonack]

“I’m just saying, if a Druid or something shows up they’re going to be pretty miffed at you,” the Traveler comments as he mends another tree.

[Nevrmore]

"Druids; The best method for fighting a Druid under circumstances where magic is not an option is to remain close enough to immediately stop any attempts for them to cast their own magic, especially a spell that would turn them into an animal of larger size and ferocity than yourself. It is advised that if you are in such a situation to either try to calm the Druid down or flee." mZurvan quotes while destroying another tree. "Seventeen!"

[Rebonack]

Maph’tey sighs and pokes the recently cut and counted tree with one finger. Instead of being mended it is instantly transformed into several thousand wooden spoons. Maph’tey seems surprised by this result.

“Whoops… wrong power…”

[Nevrmore]

"One fully grown Birch tree can be made into 7,519 wooden spoons. Thanks, Maph'tey."

[McBish]

A large stag walks up to the pair and looks over the cut down trees. Excuse me what are you doing?

[Rebonack]

“I’ve got to ask. You’re supposed to know everything right?” he begins to ask just as he had announced his intention. “Why are you cutting down trees to figure out how old they are?”

Maph’tey glances over at the stag.

“I’m… repairing trees after he cuts them down,” the Traveler indicates Zurvan.

[Nevrmore]

mZurvan's eyes glow brighter. "Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!" He says. He picks up the tree trunk lying next to him and uses all of his might to throw it at Maph'tey. It doesn't go very fast, but hey, he threw a damn tree, give him a break.

[Atreyu the Masked LLama]

*Atreyu starts walking out of a house in the woods and heads toward Town, ignoring continuity's tap on the shoulder and reminder that he's in Destro's. "Destro's will resolve when its ready and I already gave you flowers for it."

*Continuity shrugs and continues to glare at Maph’tey*

*The llama stops when he sees off in the distance someone logging trees and someone else fixing them. He sneaks up to see what's going on. Seeing a thrown tree, he drops back to a good 60 feet.*

[McBish]

And why is he, hold on I'll ask him. Why are you cutting down these trees?

[Rebonack]

Maph’tey’s eyes go wide.

“Holy cr-“

The log smashes into him, grinding the Traveler beneath its bulk as it digs into the soft forest floor. Currently his piebald tail is the only part of him visible under several tons of would-be lumber. The end of said appendage twitches spasmodically.

[Atreyu the Masked LLama]

*The llama decides that this is too much and slinks off before he has to get involved.*

[McBish]

The stag looks over at Maph'tey get traped under a tree and sighs. With a tap of his hoof two trees grow next to him lifting the cut down tree up and off of him.

[Nevrmore]

"WILL YOU STOP INTERFERING WITH MY RESEARCH?!" mZurvan barks angrily, moving towards another tree.

[McBish]

What reserach? I see no need to cut down these trees. With another tap of his hoof the tree that he moves towards is as hard as steel.

[Rebonack]

Maph’tey is somehow, miraculously, relatively uninjured from the looks of him. He has a number of gouges from the bark and a trickle of red is visible at his nose and mouth. His brazen wing, however, looks like it has been put through it meat grinder.

The molten appendage is mangled, bloody, and torn. As he stands it sags lifelessly by his side. The Traveler regards it with a fair degree of disappointment.

“That’s going to take a while to fix…” he glances at the stag. “Thank you mister… umm… deer.”

[Nevrmore]

"I need to know exactly how old each tree is in this forest, then compile them and get the average age of trees populating this particular area!" mZurvan replies, struggling to try and cut down the now steel tree.

[McBish]

Well this seems a silly way to go about it. You could just ask. And you are welcome. Consider it thanks for helping the forest.

[Nevrmore]

"Ask who??" mZurvan says, still fighting against the tree's emboldened hide.

[McBish]

Me. The trees. Either would probably work if you ask the right way.

[Rebonack]

“One of the dryads?” Maph’tey offers. The wing looks slightly less maimed than it had a few minutes ago.

[Nevrmore]

"Don't muddle my knowledge with your preposterous fairy tales, stag." mZurvan gvies up on that tree for the moment and goes about ripping up the next one.

[McBish]

With a tap of the hoof that tree is also as hard as steel. Fairy tales? You don't seem very well informed and I'm afreaid I can't let you continue to destroy these woods.

[Nevrmore]

"I am THE most well-informed, you repugnant beast!"

[McBish]

Repugnant? Well that isn't very nice. Do you want my help finding the age of these trees or not?

[Rebonack]

“You are, are you?” Maph’tey huffs. “Fine, then tell me this. If you’re so well informed then why didn’t you know what an illithid was?”

[Nevrmore]

"Maph'tey I want you to know that I have no qualms against killing you."

[McBish]

And I have no qualms about killing you. Well at least not many qualms.

[Rebonack]

“I, however,” Maph’tey begins as he raises one finger. “Do have qualms when it comes to killing people. I would imagine that people would normally feel pretty taken aback by a threat like yours but due to the fact that I am, believe it or not, a duplicate of myself I don’t have much to worry about.”

He thinks for a moment.

“You didn’t know that, either, did you?”

[Nevrmore]

The glow of mZurvan's eyes begin to flow away from his ocular sockets, wisping away behind him like luminescent smoke.

"You have the gall to insult the vehicle of the knowledge of all worlds, the instrument of the god's themselves. Do not tempt my hand, Maph'tey. I won't allow you nor anyone else to interfere with my divine destiny."

[McBish]

And I won't allow you to harm these wood further. The stag steps foward and the grass around his feet grows high and green.

[Rebonack]

“If you’re so all knowing then you should be well aware that I have the habit of insulting whoever I damn well please,” the Traveler responds.

“I would say that your knowledge is pretty lacking, really. You just aren’t willing to admit it.”

[Nevrmore]

"I will not lie to you nor myself, you disgusting cocktail of polysyllabic chemicals so hastily wrapped up in that subpar, bacteria-ridden fragile overcoat you call flesh. I spit upon you and your petty insults."

[McBish]

If you are going to fight please leave the woods. There has already been enough damage done to it.

[Rebonack]

“I don’t have any intention of fighting,” Maph’tey comments. “Especially due to the fact that the duration on Fission is just about to run ou-“

Maph’tey then shatters into thousands of shards of crystallized time.

[Nevrmore]

mZurvan raises a brow as Maph'tey dissipates into crystals.

[McBish]

The stag also looks slightly confused. He then turns back to mZuvan.

[Nevrmore]

mZurvan looks at the stag. "I'm sorry, but my research is more important than your forest."

[McBish]

I'm afraid you are mistaken. But I am willing to help you in your resarch. What do you wish to know?

[Nevrmore]

"Everything."

[McBish]

A large order. I can't claim to know everything, but I can help with information about these woods.

[Nevrmore]

"I'm sorry, but I cannot trust information given to me by somebody else."

[McBish]

Well then how do you plan on learning anything?

[Chaotic Bob]

((yeah, he has to take the information...))

Rizzen is released from his dead time zone nad thrown across the room. For no real reason.
...ow...

[Nevrmore]

"I must gather it myself. Thus why I must figure out the age of these trees and not ask you."

[McBish]

But how will you know how old the trees are?

[Nevrmore]

"The number of rings on the inside of a tree's trunk are indicative of their age. I just need to count them all."

[McBish]

How do you know the number of rings are indicative of their age?

[Nevrmore]

((Oh, you sneaky bastard))

"From "Guide to the Trees of the World" in the public library."

[McBish]

So you belive the book but not me?

((I try.))

[Chaotic Bob]

((...I'm going to resist the urge to get involved...))

Rizzen sits up and rubs the back of his head, wondering why he was thrown across his hut.
Great, I probably have a concussion. Or something....

[Nevrmore]

"...Indeed. Indeed I do."

[McBish]

Why? Did you write the book?

[Nevrmore]

"No, but the man who did write it ((Johnathon Prescott)) spent years researching it, plus all the verification needed by his publishers, plus the amounts of revisions he had to go through, so I feel confident in saying that that book was not information from one person, but an amalgamation of people more trustworthy than the words of a biased stag."

[McBish]

A stag? Who said I am a stag? I mearly look like one. Do you want to test me? I will tell you how old every tree you cut down was.

[Chaotic Bob]

((this is really amusing, and imagining the scene in my head makes it more amusing, hehe a stag arguing with some supposedly omniscient being...heh))

Rizzen stands up and looks around the room. He pats the pseudodragon on the head and gives her some venison. He kisses ValKey's rather unconscious head and throws a blanket around her. He walks outside to see what's happening.

[Nevrmore]

"It does not change the fact that you are a biased source of information."

[McBish]

How am I biased? I will tell you the truth of every age of every tree. They don't mind.

[Nevrmore]

"You are biased, you've already proven how much this forest means to you and as such you will be more inclined to talk in favor of it rather than indifferently."

[McBish]

What do I have to gain by lying to you about the age of trees?

[Nevrmore]

"I never said you would lie. What you will do to my knowledge will be completely unintentional and thus you won't even have the consciousness to try and fix it."

[McBish]

And what would that be?

[Chaotic Bob]

Sentinel elementals point towards the stag and mZurvan and Rizzen nods and climbs into a tree to sneak closer and listen.

[Nevrmore]

"You might talk about how magnificent this forest is, or how beautiful the flora is, or any number of things that are mere opinion that will, nonetheless, stain the banks of my mind."

[McBish]

Why would I do that? I will simply tell you the age of the trees. In exchange you won't cut them down.

[Nevrmore]

"Again, it will be completely unintentional, probably even subconscious."

[McBish]

Well I will not allow you to cut them down so you can learn their age. So either take my offer, or take your leave.

[Nevrmore]

"My research is more important than this forest." mZurvan repeats.

[McBish]

I think the forest will disagree with you on that point. The plants seem to grow thicker in the area making the area seem darker. Do you wish to reaserch the power of the forest?

[Nevrmore]

"I think these trees, which I have just recorded as being sentient, should agree that they are dying for a valiant cause."

[Chaotic Bob]

Rizzen stares at the tree he's on, considering the comment, then he silently falls to the ground.

[McBish]

Not sentient, simply trees. Part of the woods, like me. Now, leave and cause no more distruction in your ridiculus quest for useless knowledge.

[Nevrmore]

"This knowledge is not useless. It goes to my collective!"

[McBish]

What is the use of knowing the age of dead trees? They will no longer grow. More will take their place. Will you cut down those as well?

[Nevrmore]

"I only need the average age, I don't care about the trees afterwards."

[McBish]

Then you will have the average age of a dead forest. And what is the point of that?

[Chaotic Bob]

Ooh, good point.
Rizzen stares at some nearby shrubs while he listens.

[Nevrmore]

"Don't use your biased logic with me!" mZurvan says, tying himself in a knot ((metaphorically))

[McBish]

I'm afraid that it is the only logic I have. And is better than the other alternitive.

[ValKey]

*ValKey yawns as she wakes up, rubbing her eyes a little bit. She goes over to check on her compainion, giving it a little bit of meat. She wonders what she is going to do today. Yawns and sits down playing with the little dragon like creature*

[Chaotic Bob]

Rizzen notes that the conversation appears to have been attacked by dead time and returns to the hut.

[ValKey]

*smiles seeing Rizzen come in*Hello, see you been out. I hope you haven't been getting yourself into trouble

[Chaotic Bob]

Rizzen grins and shakes his head.
Of course not...well a little eavesdropping, but that doesn't really count does it? Have a nice rest?

[ValKey]

Something going on outside kept waking me up, but what can you expect from living in the forest?

[Chaotic Bob]

He shrugs slightly.
The unexpected. Hm, it occured to me that I don't remember the last time you ate something...
He smiles and a few tendrils subtly slip out of his shadow and out the door, off to find some food.

[ValKey]

Maybe that is the reason I feel so weird*her stomach growled a little bit, she wasn't sure how she managed to forget to eat like that*

[Chaotic Bob]

Rizzen laughs and hugs her, silently noting the fact that he probably wouldn't remember much either, due to his distinct lack of the need for such things as eating and breathing.
Anything in particular you want? Whatever it is, I'm sure I can find it somewhere.
((back in a few minutes, dinner))

[ValKey]

Not really, my favorite food is apples though

[Chaotic Bob]

The tendrils shift in a different direction.
Sure thing, though I wouldn't personally label apples as filling.

[ValKey]

Maybe we can have something and apple pie?*ValKey gives a fond smile over to him*

[Chaotic Bob]

Pie sounds good. Hm, we'll just have to see what's brought back for the 'something' I guess.
He returns the smile and rubs her back.

[ValKey]

*she moves up closer to Rizzen, leaning her head on his shoulder. She puts her hand on his*I love you so much...*she said quietly. Arleta decides that this scene needs some sort of entertainment and starts zipping around the room, then bounces on them Meeping, then trying to speak to them*-luv-*Valkey blinks a little at that and starts to laugh a little bit*

[Chaotic Bob]

Rizzen rests his head on hers.
A feeling that I share and return full heartedly.
He watches the pseudodragon with an amused look.
Interesting choice of first word you the little thing.

[ValKey]

*she kisses Rizzen on the cheek. smirking at Arleta* I guess she feels the love in the room*sighs a little bit*I just feel complete when I am with you. I hope you don't mind me being mushy*the pseudodragon paws at you*-love?-

[Chaotic Bob]

Course not, can't imagine why I would.
He returns the kiss and pats Arleta on the head.
The tendrils begin to slowly draw back in.

[ValKey]

*laughs and turns into a pile of mush*Now do you mind?*she shifts back to herself, Arleta seems very surprised at the change and flies up to the ceiling hanging on it staring at her*

[Chaotic Bob]

Hm, I didn't fall in love with an amorphous blob, though I'm sure I could weasel it in somewhere. Though I probably would mind....
The tendrils come through the door dragging a picnic basket stuffed with everything one normally brings on a picnic. Rizzen reaches down and pulls out the apples that are conveniantly located on the top.
I don't suppose you know how to make the pie?

[ValKey]

*she laughs at Rizzen, looking over at the apple* I can make it, just toss that over here*smirks, teasing him*you wouldn't mind me being the blob?

[Chaotic Bob]

He tosse the apples over to her.
It's the inside that matters, though I won't lie and say that I don't mind your current outside.
He smirks and kisses her.

[ValKey]

*she grabs the apples, and she floats them up in the air and they start to peel themselves, and then cut. Pretty much magically making a pie in the air..magically creating the ingredients to finish it. Though Logically she could of just went..poof..a pie. It was funner that way*I am glad you like it. I could become any form you like. Though this is my preferred one since most of my family looks sort of like this*she shifts to look like a succubus, then grabs the pie from the air, shaking her hips*like a piece of the pie?

[Nevrmore]

The Dead Time suddenly goes out to dinner.

"I won't allow your threats to deter me, beast."

[McBish]

Then what do I need to do to deter you?

[Chaotic Bob]

He laughs.
That form is best left for seductions and I believe we've already established that I'm full and truly seduced. But that aside, sure I'll have some pie.

[Nevrmore]

"Nothing you can do will stop me."

[ValKey]

*she shifts back to normal and laughs a little bit, cutting the piece of the pie* I just can't help teasing you, your just so...teasable...

[McBish]

I see. That is too bad. The stag just stands there. All the trees around him grow as hard as steel.

[Nevrmore]

"Your tricks will only slow my progress. My mind is a civilization; Constantly evolving. Soon enough I will find a way around your magical fortification."

[Chaotic Bob]

Teasable? Should I take that as a compliment or an insult?

[McBish]

And my body is nature. I'm have to ask you to leave now. I have offered to help you and you have turned it down.

[Nevrmore]

"The road to Hell is paved with good intentions, my friend. I do appreciate you offering your help, but it will only end up staining an otherwise shining world with its wickedness."

[McBish]

I am not your friend. I don't understand you. And I won't let you harm these woods for whatever mad reason you have in your head. I suggest you go and find help.

[Nevrmore]

"The only help I need is that which I can gather myself."

[ValKey]

*she shrugs a little bit*Well I enjoy teasing you, I am not too sure if you like me to do that so much but your so...cute*Val blinks a little bit wondering if he would want to be described as cute, but since he liked flowers and the color violet she figured he wouldn't mind that*

[Chaotic Bob]

Rizzen can't help himself and starts laughing.
Cute's an interesting reason....

[McBish]

A path opens up in the trees that leads back to Town.

[Nevrmore]

"Do not patronize me, stag. I will not leave this place until I am done with it. I read an entire library in one sitting, I can finish what I need here!"

[McBish]

There is your path.

[Nevrmore]

"If my only options are to walk away like a coward and leave my research behind or to confront you, I choose the latter."

[ValKey]

*she smiles a little bit and hugs Rizzen, then takes a slice of the pie making some ice cream appear on top of it. She makes a fork appear and tries to feed him*I didn't think you would have any qualms about being called cute.

[McBish]

I will still help you in your resarch but I will not let you try to destroy these woods.

[Nevrmore]

"Mending this place doesn't take much effort as Maph'tey has already proven. I don't understand what your problem is."

[McBish]

The idea of destroying the entire woods to find out how old it is is disgusting.

[Chaotic Bob]

I don't...I don't even know why that was funny anymore to be honest...
He accepts the pie, still trying to stop laughing.

[Nevrmore]

"No more disgusting than such an abomination as an anthropromorphic deer."

[McBish]

I told you once. I am no deer. And as if to prove the point he turns into a large bear. I am the defender of these woods.

[Nevrmore]

"Excuse me then; You are not an abomination as an ahtropromorphic deer, you are simply an abomination."

[McBish]

Feel free to think what you like.

[Nevrmore]

"I do not think; I simply know."

[McBish]

No I don't think you do. But that is besides the point.

[Nevrmore]

"If you had not stopped me I would most likely be done by now, you know."

[ValKey]

*she laughs a bit*Who cares, hearing your laughter is music to my ears *smooshes the pie on Rizzen a little bit*

[Chaotic Bob]

That's good to hear, I'm no good with any other kinds of music.
He stops laughing finally and flicks some of the pie a ValKey.

[Uberblah]

Ishmale's dead time zone decides that being a dead time zone is boring and leaves. Ishmale looks around.
Oops. Looks like I never left your hut. Did my still body intrude on anything?
Akil walks over and stares at Ishmale with hunger.
You want food, don't you Akil?
The wolf pup almost seems to nod. Ishmale laughs and gives it his leftover meat. Ishmale's stomach grumbles.
Seems as though I need food myself.
Ishmale leaves to go find some game to hunt.

[McBish]

Well then I seem to be doing good what I set out to do.

[ValKey]

*she grins and licks the pie off her face*I guess you have to leave the music to me...*humms under her breath*

[Nevrmore]

"All I am saying is that if you had never decided to be Captain Planet over here that I would be done and this extended altercation could have been avoided."

[McBish]

Sorry to inconvince you. Why don't you go back to Town now.

[Chaotic Bob]

((hmm, I've seen this exact argument with children, "if you had just done it when I asked, you would have been done by now!", similar action I believe...))

Rizzen grins and wraps an arm around her.
That sounds like a lovely idea to me.

[Nevrmore]

"You do not seem to listen well, so I shall repeat myself; I'm not leaving until my work is finished."

[McBish]

The anwser you seek is 42.

((I couldn't not do it.))

[Nevrmore]

"Please do not quote books in my presence and try to pass it off as your own work."

[ValKey]

*she swishes her tail, putting the pie away and starts to sing*I love to laugh. Loud and long and clear. I love to laugh. It gets worse every year. The more I laugh. The more I am filled with glee, the more the glee. The more there;s a merrier me!

[McBish]

I don't know what you mean. The average age of the trees in this forest is 42 years.

[Nevrmore]

"I cannot believe that information."

[McBish]

It is true none the less.

[Chaotic Bob]

I think you should write these things down, A Half-Dragon's Verse. Yes let's go with that.
He becomes engaged in a train of thought involving books and lots of music.

[Uberblah]

Ishmale comes back to camp with a dead deer. He cuts it up and throws some to Akil. Ishmale starts a fire and cooks himself venison steak. He yells at the two in the hut.
Does either of you want any venison?! Just caught a deer!
He pulls off his steak and starts eating.

[Nevrmore]

"I will not and can not trust your information. I'm not exactly sure what you are - Maybe I'll try to research that later - But whatever you are, I won't allow you to keep me anymore."

[ValKey]

*she chuckles a little at Rizzen*I didn't make that one up though*she looks at Ishmale as he comes in* I wouldn't mind..if it isn't as raw as Akil's*she knew that he wouldn't give her raw meat, she was just playing with him*

[McBish]

The bear looks down the path. I do not keep you.

[Chaotic Bob]

Regardless, just record them and make the appropriate citations....Sure I'll have something to eat, though dessert won't be necessary, we have some of that.

[Uberblah]

One medium rare venison steak! Coming up!
Ishmale continues his steak and cooks ValKey's. Akil finishes his instantly and barks happily.
Does Arleta want some?!

[Nevrmore]

"I've no qualms about exterminating Maph'tey, what makes you think I have any preoccupations with you?"

[McBish]

Nothing whatsoever.

[Nevrmore]

"Then I assume you are either deluded or arrogant."

[McBish]

Maybe both. How about you?

[Nevrmore]

"Neither. I both know what the gods have put me here to do and that I am humble in comparison to them."

[Uberblah]

Ishmale goes into a short dead time zone.

[ValKey]

OK Rizzen, if you say so. I am glad you like my singing that much! *Arleta flies over to Ishmale, looking at him cooking, seeing very hungry*-love?-*ValKey just laughs* It seems like she thinks love means food!

[McBish]

The bear smiles at him. You to?

[Chaotic Bob]

Poor little creature's going to need grammar schooling if this keeps up.
Rizzen then realizes how much this is going to compare to having a child, albeit a scaly, slightly poisonous one.

[Nevrmore]

"If you were on a divine mission from the gods then I would know about it so that this entire confrontation would have never happened."

[McBish]

((If it makes any difference he was sent her by a goddess to protect these woods.))

Another thing you don't know?

[Nevrmore]

"I know that you are lying."

[McBish]

No you don't.

[Nevrmore]

"Yes I do."

[ValKey]

Give her a break Rizzen, I bet you didn't recite a speech when you started to lean how to talk!

[McBish]

The bear sighs. No you belive I am lying you don't know it.

[Nevrmore]

"Yes I DO!" mZurvan, in his anger, tries to slice the bear across the chest with taloned fingers.

[McBish]

Several vines fly out of the woods and catch at mZurvan's arm attempting to hold him back.

[Chaotic Bob]

Of course not, I was just stating that she will most likely require an education of a sorts. We can't have her take a liking to apples and go around calling them children or something. Just imagine that, she goes up to a stranger: "I like to eat children, the small ones are the best". We can't have her doing that.....though it would be kinda a funny....in a sick disturbing sort of way...ok I'm going to go hurt myself now.
Rizzen gets up and walks out the door.

[Nevrmore]

The glow of mZurvan's eyes grow into a luminescent smoke once more.

"Damn you! I'll kill you for trying to halt my research!" He proclaims, struggling against the vines.

[ValKey]

*she goes ofter him*Rizzen! don't you dare hurt yourself!*she was giggling a little bit, she sort of found that idea funny herself. ValKey rubbed his arm a little bit*It's alright Rizzen, we all say dumb things at times..

[McBish]

Acctually I was trying to help your resarch and stop you from destroying the woods. Maybe you could find someone in the Town that can confirm the fact that the average age of the trees in the forest is 42. The vines act basically as strong as steel cables.

[Uberblah]

Ishmale's dead time zone decides to leave but allow him to have recolection of the past happenings.
Arleta can talk?! Well I guess I should give her some 'love'.
Ishmale starts laughing as he hands Arleta some raw venison.

[Chaotic Bob]

So I noticed. I'm just trying to avoid my inner sadist and other nasty bits.
He sighs and stares at the woods.

[Nevrmore]

The smoke emitting from mZurvan's eyes begin to slowly wrap around the vines like snakes' tails. The vines begin to rot and weaken as mZurvan continues his struggle.

[McBish]

Several trees grow up around mZurvan trying to trap him.

[Nevrmore]

The vines finally disintegrate. Without a word, mZurvan spreads his wings that lbarely look able to lift anything and takes to the sky above the trees.

"Quit being so damn stubborn!"

[ValKey]

*Arleta eats the meat happily, then purrs as she sits on Ishmales head*-uncle!- *ValKey hugs Rizzen and kisses him on the cheek* I will try to shoo away the blackdragon for you*she knew Rizzen didn't believe in that God, but maybe it would be helpful*

[McBish]

Your the one who has it stuck in his head to destroy the woods to find an anwser I can tell you. Heck I can cast a spell that will let the trees tell you what you seek.

[Nevrmore]

"I cannot trust you! I cannot trust the trees! I can only trust myself!" mZurvan begins a nosedive toward the bear, claws drawn.

[McBish]

The bear seems to grow in size and he stands up on his hind legs to catch the nosediving man-thing and then try to slam it into the ground.

[Uberblah]

Ishmale looks up at Arleta, still laughing.
Well it looks as if she's got 'uncle' correct!
Akil sees Ishmale isn't paying much attention to him and goes and sits by ValKey and Rizzen. He looks up at them with a look that says "aren't you going to pay attention to me?"

[Nevrmore]

mZurvan's back has a very nice meeting with the ground. Unfortunately for the rest of the construct, the pain is quite unbearable. Nevertheless, mZurvan raises his arms and tries to sink his claws into the bear's arms.

[Chaotic Bob]

Rizzen silently wonders who 'the blackdragon' is, but doesn't mention it. HE returns ValKey's kiss and a small shadow blob slithers out of his shadow to entertain Arkil.
I'm sure your help will have its effect.

[McBish]

The bear growls in pain and presses his weight down on mZurvan. I don't want to hurt you.

[ValKey]

*Valkey looks at Akil and pets him a little bit, she really wasn't with it right now. She was a little worried about Rizzen. Arleta then starts to act like a parrot*-Got uncle right, got uncle right-

[Nevrmore]

"That's my line." mZurvan bends his legs up and slams them into the bear's elbows, trying to put enough pressure on them to snap them.

[McBish]

The bear roars in pain but his elbows don't snap. He tries to sink his claws into mZurvan and then lowers his head down and tries to bite mZurvan's neck.

[Uberblah]

Akil starts pawing at the blob. Ishmale continues to laugh at Arleta.
Yes, you did. You got uncle right.

[Nevrmore]

Both attempts succeed as mZurvan howls in pain, a viscuous liquid that one could only guess would be blood flowing out of his wounds. He tries to squirm free of the bears' vice-like grip.

[Chaotic Bob]

Rizzen decides to calmly shove his personality issues into a corner and burn them later.
Interesting little quirks we all have.

[McBish]

The bear growls a healing spell on himself and tries to hold him under him. Are you ready to stop this fight?

[Nevrmore]

mZurvan says nothing. Instead, he tries to once again dig his claws into the bar, this time attempting to grate them up and down to widen the wounds.....

[McBish]

The bear growls again and tries to dig his claws into him and bite him again. Several vines come up to hold mZurvan down. He is wounded.

[Uberblah]

Akil decides that he want attention, NOW! He runs over and tackles Ishmale to the ground who starts laughing harder.
It looks as if Akil is feeling jealousy! Don't worry boy. I wouldn't forget about you.
Ishmale starts wrestling Akil. Akil flips Ishmale onto his back instantly and puts his forepaws on Ishmale. Ishmale continues laughing.
You're very strong, almost too strong. Ok. OFF!
Akil gets off and Ishmale starts scratching him behind the ears.

[ValKey]

You feel any better Rizzen? *maybe she would explain about her people to him soon, she wasn't really a half-dragon like he thought. It just was easier to explain it that way. Arleta laughs along with Ishmale*

[Chaotic Bob]

A bit, though I now have an odd urge to paint something...which is odd because I can't paint almost as much as I can' sing....

[Nevrmore]

mZurvan 's screams of pain turn into gurgles as the same thick liquid begins filling up his mouth. His struggles are reduced as the vines overtake him.

[McBish]

The bear again heals himself with a spell. Please surrender.

[ValKey]

*shrugs at Rizzen*maybe you should try it anyways. It might lead to you finding out you have a new talent! *smiles over at him, looking at the hut wondering what Ishmale was doing in there*