forum Fantasy Creatures Roleplay ~(Closed, sorry [but stalker bois get some earl grey and tea biscuits!])

Started February 08, 2019 by @ember-chan-will-never-forget-you

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"You sold me at high-paying. If she counts, Dezaley would love to help out." Aza grinned, showing pointed fangs. "Wouldn't you, Deza?"

Romeo smiled, and said "Of course. I can give you the details if you'll join me for a drink?" Romeo asked.

"Why not?" Deza jumped off Aza's arm and stretched across two barstools, snapping at the people who tried to take the spots.

Romeo smiled at Deza's ferocity. He sat down in a barstool after she finished. He waved down the bartender and asked for two mugs of "whatever the lady would like" and tossed a small brown sack of coins at him. Then, he turned to Aza and explained. "So, I take lots of jobs, and their descriptions vary in range, but this latest one requires assembling a team. I've been asked to kill…" Romeo lowered his voice, with a pained expression on his face. "The Fairy Queen."

"Surprise me. And the Fairy Queen shouldn't really be that hard. She's a jerk; she deserves to go to hell." Aza threw back an entire mug of liquor.

Romeo nodded, and took a sip from his mug. "She has riches unimaginable riches. My… supplier said we could keep any treasure we found as long as we returned a thing called 'the paradox box' to him." I'm sure you've heard the stories. She's been alive a long time, and well, she's been accumulating gold and jewels forever. We can keep all that for a stupid box. That's why I'm looking for a crew. Normally, I don't like teamwork, but, in this case we have money to share." He swirled the liquor around thoughtfully. "I think we should leave at first light, if you can wake up that early." He smirked.

Yama was almost out the door when he heard "riches."
Do I expose myself further, or do I try and get money?
His innate greed won out. The Half-Dragon performed an about-face on his heels and tried to casually strut over to where the conversation was happening. The people had gone back to milling about and drinking after the fight, so while he could make his way through the tavern quicker, it was also easier to see the large, scaly man trying his best to eavesdrop unnoticed.

Romeo noticed the Half-Dragon easily, as he always liked to watch his surroundings. Mulling it over in his mind, Romeo recognized that a Half-Dragon might be useful to the team, so he turned and faced him. "I'm guessing you want in, too?" He asked

Yama, realizing he was caught, looked as though he went through at least fifteen emotions in three seconds. His face twitched, eyes widened, wings ruffled until he finally settled on looking like a young child who was trying to lie about breaking a vase.
"Perhaps," he snorted.

Romeo laughed on the inside, and grinned on the outside. "Well, you did hear me before, didn't you? There's literally an endless amount of money waiting for you if you want to join us," He said. "If you're up for it, be here at sun up. Think it over if you have to, I'm turning in for tonight." He stood, and walked past him. "G'night." Romeo walked out of the bar, into the night.

Yama had a place to be, but… they could wait a few days, right? He'd just send them a message, go snag as much gold as he could possibly care to gain, leave whatever that box thing was for his new accomplice. He turned Deza and spoke in Dragontongue, the ancient dialect of modern Draconic.

"I suppose I'll be working with you, also?"

(Think of Drangontongue as Hebrew compared to modern-day Yiddish, or the kind of English that was spoken on the British Isles long before the time of Shakespeare)

(that's cool, we'll miss you though!)
Aza poofed herself out of the bar into a quiet alley, deciding to sleep there for the night.

Yama sniffed the air.
"Smoke?!" He stomped his left foot onto the floor and closed his eyes, feeling the vibrations in the ground around him. There were a few people off to the side waving something out of their face, but nothing seemed to be breaking down or disappearing, so it couldn't be fire. Pushing his Seismic Sense outside of the bar, he noticed a girl dusting herself off in a nearby alleyway.
He turned to Romeo, saying "We might have someone else after this treasure as well. Should we investigate?"

Romeo shook his head. "No need, she's with me." Romeo poked his head into the alleyway and waved, then turned back to Yama. "I hope you're not frightened by magic too easily, because our enemy can use quite a bit of it."

"Frightened? By magic?" Yama chuckled. "Friend, where I come from, I would be strung up on the nearest tree if people found out I had magic. I'm certainly lucky that other countries can be so open to my gifts."
The Half-Dragon poked his head out to see Aza in the alley. He waved and turned back into the bar, his wings brushing up against the doorway.

Aza rolled her eyes at the Half-Dragon and leaned against the wall. If the boy named Yama was in the group, she'd have his head pretty soon.

Romeo nodded. "Sounds like a cruel country, no offense. Where I come from- err, I was really the only one of my kind, but where I come from, everyone used magic. Anyways, we have to get some sleep. We'll all meet back here tomorrow morning, is that good?" Romeo asked.

"Understood." He gave a small wave and went outside. From both Aza and Romeo's viewpoint, it looked as though he stepped outside and vanished into the ground. In fact, Yama had created a small room where he could set out a blanket and flop onto the ground for the night. He found it to be much more comfortable than a tavern bed, and there was less of a chance of him being puked on by drunk patrons.

Romeo watched Yama vanish. "Okay, then." He muttered and leaped up, onto the roof. Romeo lied down and fell asleep instantly.

Aza carefully, quietly swung herself up to crouch beside Romeo. He was fascinating. Deza perched on her shoulder, letting out soft caws and puffing smoke. "Dezaleria. Shut up," Aza hissed. "You're gonna wake him up."

Romeo stirred in his sleep, but remained asleep.

Aza yelped, thinking he was asleep. Deza reacted and began flapping her wings, setting Aza off-balance. She toppled forward, crashing onto Romeo.

The movement caused them both to go rolling off the roof, landing on the dirt road next to the tavern. Romeo opened his eyes and looked around wildly. "Aza? What happened? Are you alright?" Romeo stood up, reaching down to help Aza.

"Yes, I'm perfectly fine," she retorted haughtily, ignoring Romeo's hand. She dusted herself off and dragged a hand through her hair. Her eyes changed to light pink, indicating embarrassment. She forced them back to a neutral grey and glanced at Romeo, hoping he hadn't noticed. "When are we going to go kill the Queen? It's best to do it at dawn."

Romeo noticed her eyes switch color, but didn't know what it meant. "Yes, dawn was the plan. Uh, do you know what happened? Did I just fall off the roof and land on you?" Romeo asks.

"Possibly, Yes. Yes, you did." Her eyes flashed a deeper pink, her embarrassment growing.

Romeo nodded, and scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. "Sorry, then, Aza. Whatever, though it's almost dawn. We should hit the road. Uh, figuratively, this time." He says and smiles. "I'll get Yama, be right back. Nice eyes, though." Romeo walked over to the spot he saw Yama disappear into. "Hey, Yama? We're getting going now, if you're up yet."