forum Dystopian Fantasy RP aw yeah (Private)

Started May 02, 2018 by @Young-Dusty-the-Monarch-of-Dusteria group

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Wendla didn't flinch at the arrow. In response, she flicked her knife towards the shooter; it skimmed the person's ear and dug into a tree. "Careful with those arrows."

“Same goes with that knife,” Tanrial grinned, “You are?”

"Wendla. And you?" She gave the person a lopside grin and walked into the clearing, hood flipped up to hide her face.

“Tanrial. Never seen you round before, what are you doing it here?”

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She shrugged a shoulder. "My town was one of the last ones standing. It's gone now, so the lot of us scattered."

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“Sorry to here that, you’re human I take it?” Tanrial slung her bow across her back and crossed her arms.

Wendla nodded. "Where're you from?"

(gotcha) "I'm from Idaho," Bernon volunteered. "Name's Bernon, by the way, nice to meet you."

(Kay)
“A small village on the other side of the forest but I live about 5 miles that way, at the bottom of the mountain.” She pointed to the spot she showed Bernon earlier.

Wendla nodded to him. She went over to the tree and yanked out her knife. "Sorry 'bout the aggressive start." She pulled her hood down in the heat.

"'Sokay," Bernon said cheerfully. "No hard feelings. You're pretty good with that knife, looks like."

"Survival skills are necessary in this godforsaken world." She tucked her hands behind her back and strated picking at her nails.

Tanrial didn’t say anything but turned back to the forest again, swearing she heard something but bigger and headed in this direction. She went still only her eyes moving when they needed to.

"True enough," Bernon said. "Still, this area's pretty pleasant. I've actually found clean water in three different spots over the last few days. That's a personal record."

Tanrial moved her head slightly when Bernon said ‘pleasant’ “Then your looking in the right places but this place can be far from pleasant.”

"Oh?" Bernon looked concerned. "…how so?"
(night night Amber! ^^)