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Started July 24, 2019 by @Echo_6 group

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“That makes the two of us then, in humanoid forms.” Enetli noted. They seemed relaxed, in terms of posture. Their ‘hands’ came clasped together. They waited, just listening and speaking when necessary.

Endor: "You guys are so interesting! This is much better than being in that cursed castle for hundreds of years!"
-she wrinkles her nose- "And being chased around by Peran's beasts."

Tolkalee smiled. "Technically speaking, all of us are aliens, because none of us are from this planet," he explained.

Tonakee rolled her eyes turning toward her brother. "There he goes with the technicalities again," she then turned back to the giant creature. "To answer your question yes I am blind, but don't think for a moment that I'm helpless. I could kick all a y'alls butts."

Endor: "Oh, could you?" -she pauses- "I mean, I don't doubt you could kick most people's butts. But I don't think you could kick mine."

He chuckled softly, "Oh, I never doubted you. Sometimes one turn their disability into an advantage over an enemy."
Tyraenor's tail twitched a bit, glancing up to the other who mentioned 'Humanoid Form'. He gave a nod to the other, remaining completely relaxed.
"Once again, I don't have to worry too much about competition or threats. So it is quite odd for me to think about such things."

Tonakee grinned at Endor. "Would you like to find out?"
Tolkalee looked at Tonakee and tipped his head slightly. They seemed to share a silent conversation, and then Tolkalee grinned. "Be nice Ton, I'm on break, I don't want to have to heal a bunch of injuries that you get and that she gets."
Roshiel stood up and stretched. "I dunno, it could be quite interesting to see them beat each other up a bit."

Endor: "Oh, well. A fight? Is that what's going on?" -she looks at Tolkalee- "Don't worry, you don't have to heal any of my injuries. I can do that myself."

Enetli tilted their head. "I'm not much of a fighter. I used to be, back in the day. Maybe a couple million years back. Maybe during the Galactic wars as well. But even then, I didn't really want to. Although," they let their hands drop to their sides, "I also highly doubt you could best me in a fight. Maybe impress, but not beat."

The beast's gaze shifted to Enetli. He could honestly somewhat compare to the other. The tip of his tail twitched a bit, fluffy mane seeming to poof up even more around his shoulders and neck.
"Mm, I can say the same about not being much of a fighter. I never really was, but then I think most behemoths like myself don't really fight, as we don't really have anything or anyone that challenges us due to our gigantic sizes. Even in this smaller form, I still have my great strength, so I still need to be very delicate and careful."

Taca looked around at everyone. "Wow, you're all a bit cocky aren't you."
"Never ever underestimate an opponent," Chris spoke up plainly. "That is what gets people killed. Even if you can beat them, underestimating them can get you in a lot of trouble. One of the first lessons I teach my soldiers back at home. I have no doubt that all of you could do incredibly well in a fight. That does not mean you should underestimate any opponent. Especially Tonakee. Of all but one of us five, she is the most dangerous."

“Oh, I never underestimate my opponents. But I’m not lying. My kind are known as the Eldritch, and there is a reason why we are nicknamed the World Destroyers.” They sigh. “Although, it is not something I am very proud of, either. Makes it harder to meet new people. At least the ones where I’m from.”

They nod. “Even then, I see why it could get you in a lot of trouble, even if you win the battle.”

"Like I said of all, but one, of us, she is the most dangerous. She looks like the least dangerous of all of us and she could break your neck without much of a problem," Chris smiled. "Also, you may be nick named the World Destroyers, but you and all your kind would probably find that our world would be a difficult one to destroy. We're a bit stubborn like that." He grinned in a mischievous way.
Tolkalee gave Chris a side look. Something unreadable in his eye.

“You say not to underestimate, but I believe you underestimate my kind. We’re space and time manipulators. It does have its limits, but it can be a useful tool when in the hunt. Some Eldritch also have forms that constantly change. Some have no necks to snap at all. Some are so large, they are in several different dimensions at the same time.” They seem to look away, but it’s hard to tell if they were even looking in the first place due to no visible eyes.
“We rarely do the world destroying anymore, either. I stopped with it billions of years ago, after Fenh’im fell. I lost my will to fight, so I decided to search for a more secluded life, even if it did take me billions of years to finally reach that status.”

They continue to be looking away. “Apologies. I don’t mean to start fights, if it does seem like I am asking for one.”

Chris shook his head. "No you're fine, I know when someone is looking for a fight and when they aren't. Also I said they'd have a difficult time with it, I never said they couldn't. The thing is, we live on a continent a bit bigger than Japan if you know that Earth place. And the place we live in is constantly at war because of… complications. But because of where we are, we're linked to a plethora of other planets. So we have a bunch of people that are technically aliens living on our planet. Which means that we've mingled our ways with theirs, and have learned things from each other. We have mixed fighting styles so much that we have created a new, extremely devastating fighting style. And that doesn't account for the magic users we have. Tonakee, is a prime example of that. Show them," he looked at Tonakee.

Tonakee's head went up and she took a few steps out so that she had no one around her. Then she lifted her hands up and lightning began sparking around her, and soon surrounded her.

"She's an electricity user. She actually comes from a race that is the original inhabitants of our planet. Every one of her people have some sort of magic ability and some even have multiple different. You mentioned time manipulators and that would likely be what ended up defeating us, because, as of this moment, our planet has a total of two time manipulators. And neither had a teacher, so they aren't very good at it, so we reach our disadvantage there. That being said, we have been to war so many times and so frequently, either with people living on our planet or another planet. We have fighting ingrained into us. We will fight to the last man standing, and then they'd have to get through the rest of the planet, and I know for fact that the rest of the planet won't go silently. So while you could probably eventually take out our world, we will make you work very hard to do so," Chris explained.

"And there Chris goes talkin' strategy again," Taca laughed. "I think it's nice just to get to know other places once and a while without going into the stupidness of war and politics."

Tyraenor's once relaxed posture seemed to change. The fluffy mane around his neck and line of fur running down his back and along his tail flared upwards, becoming even more poofy compared to earlier. The happy smile that had once been upon his muzzle turned into a slight frown. The sudden tension between theses individuals was making him feel uneasy. The creature moved his clawed hands, fiddling with his claws, red eyes gazing downwards. It was clear the behemoth wasn't enjoying this sudden tension. Tyraenor would've put in his own words, but he decided against it.

Tonakee let the lightning around her disperse into the ground and she walked over to stand next to Tyraenor again. "Don't worry to much, Tolkalee won't let anything explode. If things start getting to out of hand he'll change the topic. So, what does your home land look like?"

“That does remind me of the Terrans I know back in my home dimension. I believe you would know Terra as Earth, although I suppose we sometimes refer to it as Earth. Seems that there aren’t too many differences when it comes to the Terrans of different realities.” They seemed to chuckle. They watched the display of magical ability.

“We also have magic, but I do not believe it is the same type as it is in your reality. Most, if not all magical races have died out where I’m from.”

They look to Taca. If they were smiling, it wasn’t visible. “I agree. The Eldritch like their politics for some reason, and some of those discussions take thousands of years. In all honesty, I can say I’ve had enough of politics for at least a lifetime. I just enjoy learning about other cultures and languages and such. It’s definitely nice.”

Taca looked at Tolkalee. "You should tell them of your race's annual tradition," she teased at him. Tolkalee, who had gone silent during the discussion, glanced up from whatever he was looking at and grinned.
"You mean the hide'n'seek one right?" he asked back to her.
"That would be the one."

Tyreanor shifted, a low rumble seeming to come from him. The creature continued to seemingly fiddle with his claws, fur remaining fluffed. His red eyes shifted back to Tonakee as she approached him again.
"It is just a bit strange. I don't get much interactions like this…"
His tail curled around himself, "The Avalan Taiga is filled with large, coniferous trees. Some of those trees seemingly reach the sky, but I suppose that could be from a ground view."
"The ground is a combination of soft dirt, plants, moss, and other foliage. It can get a bit cold, since we are so close to the Northern edges that turn into ice/snow fields. The forest tends to be a beautiful green all the time. I rather enjoy walking through the trees in this smaller form of mine. I live in a burrow located in the middle of the Taiga. It is gigantic, so to accommodate my great size."

Tonakee breathed out lightly. "It sounds amazing. I wish I could see it<' she paused than corrected herself. "Okay, so I wouldn't see it in the same way you would. I would see it more, my way. I would still love to go there anyway."

He tilted his horned head to the side. The creature seemed to settle down a bit more as the tensions began to disperse. The soft smile began to return to his muzzle. Though, even as he began to relax again, his fur remained fluffed up, making him appear even larger. Tyraenor moved a clawed hand, coming to lightly stroke under his chin.
"Hm…perhaps sooner or later I could let you visit. It is quite isolated, but the isolation is part of the appeal."

"Could you? Maybe you could come visit my home as well. Not during a war or anything like that. But, I live with the rest of my race in hidden villages within the safety of our forest. The trees are huge and, for their kind, still young even though some are thousands of years old. It's incredible with it's telltale mark being the land pillar at the center of the forest," Tonakee explained.

The once unhappy rumble seemed to turn into a pleased prrum. His large tail moved back behind him, the happy smile on his muzzle.
"Mm, I don't see why not. I remember the path I took that led here."
Tyraenor's head seemingly perked up, "Oh, really? It would be interesting to see such large trees. Perhaps they could even rival my size."
He chuckled a bit at the thought of being compared to such giant trees.

Tonakee tipped her head to the side for a moment. "With your size right now they definitely could, some of them are as big around as you are right now and twice as tall. But that's for your size right now. I have no idea, how big you would be compared to them in your actual size."

“Hide and seek tradition? I’m interested.” They pay attention to the other conversation, but it was clear Enetli’s main focus was their own. In a display of matter manipulation of some sorts, Enetli forms a chair that seems to be made from the same material as their visible hands and feet; birch wood. It’s not a perfectly made chair, but they seem satisfied, and sit in it.
“I’d like to know about it, if you don’t mind.”