forum The Chicken Saga - Wars and Duels and Divine Retribution of Wrongs Delt Unto Us

Started March 23, 2023 by @False-andrew flash_on

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(I've updated my character page a little. I gave her a proper name. Go look at it on my profile.)
(Her current outfit: https://s3.amazonaws.com/notebook-content-uploads/content/uploads/original/78e9cd3b-f83a-4222-8fd1-5c7f38dd5072.jpeg?1693938318)

Ÿdra sits, perched lightly on top of a construction beam.

The world scurries far below, but Ÿdra sees each person with terrifying clarity, each hair and wrinkle; hears their voices, some high and some low, hears their heartbeats; smells the sickening stench of stale sweat and old cologne, of bitter perfumes. . . and the sweet stench of their blood, flowing just below their skin.

The shadows writhe and crawl around her, their voices bitter, sour, strange, flittering about like strange flying insects, sensing her inherent displeasure at being in the mortal realm.

And yet, something nags at her.

A different scent, a different voice, a different heartbeat.

It went from person to person, seemingly changing shapes as it walked, prizing open secrets like an otter opening up a mollusk's shell, though it wasn't seeming to use words - at least, not ones she could hear.

It made her smile.

Such an interesting specimen, wandering through the masses.

She stands up and stretches, lightly wandering across the construction beam, right up to the edge of it.

WIth a little jump, she starts to fall down.

duke had been traveling for a while, before zie went into town, zie left the wagon and everything but the cat, who refused to stay put. so duke pulled a hood over zir face and began walking.
it didn't take long before a mysterious figure suddenly appeared in front zir, which was odd since zie didn't see them approach, 'i didn't somehow commit a crime already, did i?' zie thought, "goodday… may i help you?" zie raise an eyebrow at the person… girl?.. women?… maybe.

Ÿdra smiles beneath her mask.

"You may," she replies.

She had a light, musical voice, with a slight Argentinan tint to it. It was clear she had no shortage of confidence or any trouble speaking so snarkily to anybody.

"My name is Ÿdra Hauley," she grins, not even holding her hand out for the stranger to shake.

zie eyes her warily, "well, hello.. erm.." zie struggled to remember what name they had just said, "well, what did you need from me?" duke said finally,
giving up on trying to remember.
duke hoped this wouldn't take too much time, zie wanted to get a plan in motion as soon as possible. plus, duke was holding zirs cat, and a fight or chase would be very awkward if zie didn't want to lose him.

Ÿdra grins and starts to float, flipping upside down. Her hair stays paralel to her, which was definitely not normal.

"You see, I'm a collector of sorts. Odd ideas, bits and bobs, interesting people. You just so happen to be an 'interesting people,' sweetheart. And it just so happens that I have the ability to collect, being a queen," she explains.

"So, all that being said. . . I have a proposal for you. In this world, there are many factions. Clans, cults, religious sects. I'm looking to start up some. . . chaos. . . between all of them. It doesn't matter how you do it or who you start with, but if you agree I'll provide you a list of the targets and the information required to infiltrate each," she states.