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  1. Happy Thanksgiving everyone 

    1. Dashy

      Dashy

      Happy Thanksgiving! :D 

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      Happy Thanksgiving! :) 

  2. The Frost Archer's 1x1 Search

    @Ashe If we do make it group role play here are some thoughts to keep it less hectic as I have had that issue in the past where people go off on a wild tangent and the original role play is lost to their posts. First I would limit the amount of role players to say no more than 3-4, two I would limit the characters they start with to 1-2, perhaps allowing another later on if needed for the plot. Three, generally I would try to keep the amount of characters even, that way every character has another character to interact with so that person doesn't get bored/ let out. Four I would try to keep the posting a turn based one, so we would have to wait for the others to post after us before we post again and I would ask for a minimum of one or two posts from each person a week, since people do have a life.....sometimes lol. It makes the role play slow but, I do have a counter attack that might work.... Basically my thought is since in most group role plays people tend to pair up characters and since everyone should have more than one, those that have a pair that are working well together can continue working on the role play via pm while waiting for the others to post. That way they can keep up the interaction of their characters/ role play at their leisure while not having to wait and loose interest, while at the same time giving the others a chance to post. They couldn't go too far, but at the very least they can role play out some of the basics such as character meetings ect and just copy and paste those posts in a spoiler once the others post and they can rejoin, that way if anyone has any questions they can check the hidden role play in the spoiler for details of what happened. That and should other people drop the role play then you still have a role play going in your pm and you can just finish the role play with whomever you got the pm going with, if that makes any sense
  3. The Frost Archer's 1x1 Search

    Hmm, nothing is wrong with cliche if its fun and I like the last two suggestion as they both seem interesting and it doesn't have to be witch trial specific, rather just something that revolves around beings with magic being feared/hunted ect. Perhaps it could be some sort of combination of the last two such as the king has a specially trained group who hunt non-human beings under the guise of killing them to protect the people who are terrified of them. For centuries they where actually hunted and the whole world feared them however the current king/queen is far different from the rest. He/she recognizes them as intelligent beings and wants to make a change but also needs their help? As intelligent non-human types are incredibly rare and powerful, the king/queen doesn't actually want to kill them but rather has their men try and recruit them. They just put on a show to make the locals feel better since they feel that the locals aren't yet ready to give up on their old fears? During this time king/queen has become aware of some dark force looming near the content and has learned it involves things non-human, magical in origin and also seeks their help? My idea is a bit jumbled as I only had a few minutes to jot it down while on break but it could either be a onexone or even a group role play where people can play a special force member and a non-human type each and one could play the king/queen?
  4. The Frost Archer's 1x1 Search

    @Ashe Any sort of relationship is fine we me friendship/romance/rivalry ect and I wouldn't say they would know eachother given my characters history, as for the plot I am really not picky though I am not familiar with league of legends I can learn if you prefer that or any other role play really. All I would be looking for in a world would be a dark one where magic is feared, maybe witch hunt type stuff as his history is pretty much based on dark things, torture, murder ect so if we can find a way to make that work for an anime setting, league of legends ect that would be fine with me.
  5. The Frost Archer's 1x1 Search

    Sure, I am pretty much open to anything as long as it sort of fits along my characters bio
  6. The Frost Archer's 1x1 Search

    My main OC, my mage thief and I are up for another role play. He is the first one on the list under the link below
  7. Creus stared blankly after the female, when did he speak so highly of the human race? All he had done was merely state the original reasoning behind burying the dead and that yes, humans did sometimes use memento's to honor the dead. Was that speaking highly in her mind somehow? As for the whole killing thing he was well aware, he had experienced it himself countless times. He hated it but he had also seen the peaceful side to humanity as well, not everyone was evil. In fact most of the evil he had seen had been ruled by fear and desperation, terrible yes but one could argue that such a thing was not true evil. Humanity needed help, someone who could set things right but where the qunari any better? If those beings with the sewn mouths he saw earlier where their mages then how did that make her race better? Humans killed or enslaves mages, qunari enslaved them, sew their mouths shut and robbed them of free will? If that was the case, then what did they do to the ones who did not submit. What about their religion? Surely not all of them followed it with unquestionable loyalty What happened to them? "Um, speaking of experiences have you actually stepped foot in any one of the countless peaceful human settlements in this country? You know, the places where woman, children and men all live and work together in harmony as they have done for thousands of years? Places where murdering innocents other than mages is illegal and could earn someone some seriously heavy punishment? Has your people taught you about that? It is true they treat mages badly, they where taught to fear and revile, if they can't control and enslave them they will kill them but what does your people do to the mages whom won't submit?" Why was he even bother trying to defend their actions against someone like this anyway? It wasn't like he had much love for them but he had often witnessed the peace and longed for a simple life like that. If he wasn't a mage his life would probably be far different, far kinder. "Every rose has its thorn and where there is light, there is darkness. Its just a fact of life." The mage thief made no attempt to follow the woman, instead after glancing down at the weapon he still held he retreated to his horses side and climbed into the saddle. He had something useful so what reason did he have to follow this person? In fact why would he? It made no sense for him to follow her into a camp full of people whom apparently all hated humans and she had already stated wouldn't be so diplomatic? She had mentioned gems and things but hadn't made any attempt to actually prove what she said was true and he could always search for them himself. As for the weapons she mentioned, the only worth they held to him was their possible monetary value but since he wasn't a weapons expert they could hand him a crappy blade or two and he would have no idea. He didn't much like the idea of holding onto such a memento that someone might use to honor the dead but playing nice and just giving it back would have unpleasant consequences for himself, unless he could find or steal something else to help him once winter set in but a good chunk of that was luck which was not often on his side. "If you want to trade for this, listen for the wolfs howl tomorrow night at this time and come with no more than two others of your group with whatever you have to offer. If you come with any more than that I will know and leave before you arrive." He called after the woman before he nudged Shiro into action and the stallion turned and raced up the beach in the opposite direction the woman was walking. The mage thief had a meeting place in mind already and he felt that allowing her to bring more of her kind was some show of good faith but far better than facing an entire horde of them should things get ugly. (I have work early in the morning tomorrow so I am going to have to end it here tonight, will be back tomorrow)
  8. "There is a distinct difference between not fearing death and actually dying, far too many warriors boast about the same damn thing but in the end few actually want to die and those whom actually do must have quite the miserable existence." The mage responded rather dryly to what seemed to be the classic response of a warrior. Tell them of the dangers ahead, listen to them boast and watch as they suffered should they choose not to listen. It seemed the same all around but that wasn't his problem. He never understood such people or the seemingly silly belief that there was glory in death. As far as he was concerned the whole glory in death thing was just another tactic for leader to coerce their warriors to give up their lives willingly, With enough brain washing any species could fall victim, while their leader pursued whatever it was they where after their pawns could die in droves beneath their without ever stopping to question why. Those few pawns who dared to stop and think where either killed, exiled or dealt with in some cruel way. He had seen it countless times on small scale, just within humanity and he was already coming to suspect that these giants where the same. Worse yet, the more cunning leaders where able to trick their pawns into thinking those whom the leaders themselves made into enemies where to blame. All they had to do was spread the word, start rumors of how horrible their target was and soon widespread hatred of said people would consume their own and it would only be a matter of time before some where willing to fight against them even if the targeted group had actually done no wrong. That or they could incite their target in some way or form to attack and use that as leverage against them. Those where just a few of the numerous ways people started religious wars, almost all of which started and ended with those who pulled the strings behind it. Countless lives lost with the simple difference in view points seemingly at fault. At the same time if the leaders behind those groups sought peace instead of war chances where that was exactly what they would obtain. Spread hate and they obtained war, spread understanding and they obtained peace. "All you humans, your kind, both words spoken in reference to the religion most of my kind follow while directed at me certainly seems like an assumption of religion to me. If you want diplomacy, you should probably drop that notion, at least verbally anyway. That would be like me saying all you qunari disrespect the dead by not giving their corpses a proper send off. I am sure that would be a good way to anger or upset members or your race, no?" Yeah, it was dangerous saying that directly to her face and that he knew even if it was only meant to be an example, not what he believed. "Besides, a large reason behind humans burying and burning their dead is to prevent the spread of disease. Religion came after words and it was used as a means to convince people to do so for way back when many people didn't understand the link from improperly buried dead and the continued spread of the plague. All it took was one person to fall ill with an infectious disease, their body would get dumped or partially buried some where and then rats would feed on it and return to town transferring the disease over and over again. Its written in our history though now a days few connect that to their religions who demand such actions being taken when it comes to the dead. They simply assume that they need to do that without ever stopping to think why, as is the case with many other aspects of their beliefs whether they be for good reasons like preventing the spread of disease or bad reasons such as making it so people are easily manipulated." "Also it is not necessarily uncommon or humans to keep an honor mementos of their fallen family members. Walk into someones house and you may just see a sword on a mantle that once belonged to someones grandfather, they may keep armor or other weapons as well in which future generations may take up and use in battle. Likewise they may also hold on to other keepsakes should their ancestors not be a warrior, the hammer of a blacksmith, the jewelry of a mother and many other things they deem of importance in remembering those that passed. Of course not everyone does this and I am sure its different from what your race does but similar things do happen amongst humans." The mage calmly added in response to the females sarcasm, it as as if she thought humans where barbaric because they didn't honor their dead in the same way, yet quite a few humans did something that seemed similar? Though he of course didn't know what the qunari did with those weapons once they retrieved them from the dead. Did they give them to future generations to use, keep them somewhere or did they do something else? "Beyond all that, I question the wisdom behind me accompanying your people. How do I know you won't turn on me and crush me like you did to those people back there? Furthermore what do I have to gain for it? Also about those gems and precious metals you offered in exchange for this weapon of yours..."
  9. "I can wait" The mage stated calmly in response to the giants angry tirade. "I have no idea what a Saarebas is but if it helps you find them that sounds good to me, I don't have a battle to fight or anything so I've got plenty of time. I am, sure if your species is truly diplomatic and wish to avoid blood shed it shouldn't be a problem." The way he spoke it was as if he hadn't even heard the rest of what she had to say but the reality was he really couldn't care less how a group of one religion viewed another. They always hated each other, always called the other savage or barbaric or some other thing and that was even between various human religions. What she said was literally no different from what he heard out of people, however it seemed that she was mistaken to think that he held that same values as other humans. If a corpse had cash on it, he would take it another human might not in fear of angering the dead or something like that. Furthermore there was also the point that humans quite literally hunted his own kind, if his own species did that to him under various beliefs like mages where evil and out of control and he had most certainly heard the word barbaric directed at them as well. So what did it matter if a giant of another species entirely say the same thing? "I must say though, if your speaking diplomacy you aren't very good at it. You won't generally get very far by assuming a religion and calling one barbaric based on assumed religion let alone calling another species religion things like that. Certainly it makes sense that one disrespecting another religion would upset them? As I am sure your people would not like for others to do the same?" Speaking of disrespect, she was telling him that her people honor their fallen by their weapons, which by him holding that weapon and not giving it back would certainly be a sign of exactly that. Which just so happened to be exactly the same thing she was doing by calling the ways most humans followed disrespectful. "Don't you think that would kind of be lie a pot calling the kettle black scenario?" "I don't intend to be disrespectful of course but with winter on its way I need as much money as I can get. I don't know about where you come from but here winters are pretty rough. We get nasty storms, everything gets buried in snow and ice, it becomes next to impossible to forage for food, the fish all retreat into deeper waters, prey animals go into hibernation or stay on the move in desperate search of food which means you have to track them down and it can take days, even weeks before you manage to do so. Surely even your people need to eat? Its not easy surviving out here in those conditions, a little money can make all the difference between survival and starvation. Speaking of which, if you people intend to stay here for any length of time you might want to start seeking out a place to winter and if you go around insulting the religions of locals...well best of luck too you." He knew next to nothing about these people but he understood the basics of how life worked, people need to take in energy in order to expand it and he doubted these people where free from that burden. There was more reasoning behind his words than that, one of the intentions behind them was to distract this giant from her obvious anger even slightly with basic reasoning and a reminder that life would not be easy here. They where a relatively small group on a continent owned by humans, unless they had a way off this land right away he doubted they would get very far if they went around insulting people and if they just tried to stay out on this beach or camp out somewhere they would have a hell of a time trying to feed themselves and survive nature at its worst.
  10. Creus wanted to raise a quizzical eyebrow at this being but refrained from doing so. She had just stated to a so called scavenger that her ship carried precious gems and metals and that her people could make weapons. Which was good and all but he wouldn't exactly call that a trade considering these precious gems and metals could have been blasted to who knows where. What was he supposed to do? Hand over the weapon and go look for them in hopes that she was telling the truth or did she intend to find them first. As for the weapon, well he supposed a good weapon might sell for a high price but considering she was supposedly willing to trade a hand made weapon for the one he held made it seem as though what he found was extremely valuable. Why would he hand something like that over so easily if she seemed willing to barter. "Well that seems all find and dandy but what use is there if those precious metals and gems you mentioned got blown far out to sea in that explosion? They aren't much use to either one of us there. As for the weapons you mentioned, surely they are not as valuable as what I am holding now? At least it certainly seems like they are not based on how you seem to want this one. Why would I trade something more valuable for something less valuable? If I find the right buyer, it sounds like this thing can help me feed and house my companions and I for quite awhile. I think the three of us would all enjoy quite a few good meals." The mage stated allowing a bit of amusement to show in his words as he cast a purposeful glance to the wolf whom now stood by his side and the horse standing a short distance away. Despite witnessing the battle and now being confronted by one of those giants he showed no fear though his heart still beat with nervous energy. He knew he was playing on thin ice but this supposedly diplomatic giant seemed rather determined to get this seemingly simple weapon back and that piqued his curiosity. "If you could find those enough of those precious metals you mentioned, I might considered a trade but this weapon now has me intrigued." The mage thief continued on rather boldly despite his usually cautious disposition. It was a strange situation and he didn't quite know what to make of it. He was an opportunist though so he hoped to make some use of it. If he could actually get something good, that he would have an easier time selling he certainly wouldn't fight a horde of giants over this thing but no good barterer gave up on first go around. He wanted to see how much he could get, if this person was telling the truth at all and he suspected that if she chose to stick with her words as a diplomat she might at least try to find something to offer. It would be nice to have a little extra coin for the winter, the more money he had the less days he and his companions had to spend out in the elements.
  11. Although his eyes saw nothing out of the ordinary in the limited light offered by the sliver of moonlight that peeked through the thick cloud coverage the mage trusted his two companions senses. Something was out there, though he had no way of telling what it was without invoking magic to increase his senses. Without magic his senses where little better than the average humans however even as he started to draw upon his magic words hissed by a distant voice immediately brought that process to a halt. Instead of working leaning toward sensory magic he immediately switched gears to something more defensive in nature though he only prepared for the possibility of an attack, he cast no actual spell. What he heard was most definitely a word though not one from a language he understood. He did however immediately recognize the tone and style behind it, the word was almost certainly from the same language he heard those giants speak. The word was also most likely directed at him. The mage thief stood there, clutching the weapon he had found as he cautiously as he followed his companions gazes toward the source of the sound. The same direction both beasts had been looking before he heard anything, what he saw was a bit unnerving as he saw the female giant he had seen before straighten to full height in the distance. She was far enough away that without any light and his human eyesight he would likely never have spotted her unless she moved as she did now. He stared in her direction for a good moment, uncertainty crossing his face. He only could see one but he knew there was more somewhere on this beach. Had this one come alone or where her companions waiting further out in the darkness? The last thing he wanted to do was face a troop of those things but while his heart beat nervously logic dictated. She was not close and Shiro was, if she charged he should be able to reach his horse first unless she had some sort of teleportation magic which he had not witnessed this one use in battle. Furthermore he always had his magic... When the giant, though a relative term as they where only a few more few in height that the average human, spoke again he was surprised to hear his own language coming from her lips. He had wondered briefly if she would launch into a tirade in her own language in which he would have little of diffusing the situation should it turn hostile. After what he witnessed he kind of expected her to react in some violent and barbaric way so her words came as a somewhat pleasant surprise though he would much rather not face her at all. Instead he took advantage of the brief delay her speech caused and quickly summoned his mage sight, casting out his senses in search of someone else and was relieved to see no one else but this giant in the immediate vicinity though he kept his senses reigned in not wanting to attract too much attention to them. Feeling a bit reassured that there wasn't a horde of these people near by the mage thief focused on her words, which he couldn't help but find slightly amusing. A scavenger? Well, that was one way to describe it he supposed though he was much more than that. He didn't just loot what was left behind in a battle field, he stole for a living what he was doing now was merely taking advantage of an opportunity he saw. So he neither agreed to or denied her word that and one other reason. He had no idea how these people view 'scavengers' as she mentioned and though her not attacking right away seemed like a good sign but that didn't mean they viewed 'scavengers' in a good light so he saw no need to dig himself further in a hole should his agreement or dissent anger her. Rather he focused on what else she had to say, which was perhaps more amusing than the scavenger part. Why would a giant whom came ashore and slaughtered humans offer to buy one o their own left behind weapons from someone who happened upon it mere hours later? Why not just demand he return it or straight up try to forcefully take it back? She surely had the advantage of power so she probably could, unless these beings could sense magic users which might be reason to hesitate. It seemed odd to hear the giant act in such a civil manner after that battle he had witnessed though he certainly couldn't complain. Now, what was the best course of action to take? Should he just meekly hand over the weapon and retreat? Would it be a good idea to send such a cowardly message? No, it didn't seem so. "That depends, do you carry coins of this continent on you or something else of value to trade for it?" He asked instead, a bit doubtful that this being would have a form of money that could be used in this land. How would they get a hold of that type of money, unless they also looted things from their enemies? Surely a rival army wouldn't just hand over coins right? Unless they had coins from past transactions before they went to war but if they did why would this person bother carrying it with her into battle? Let alone for a walk on a beach? Though despite his doubt he knew there was always the possibility that they found some reason or other to carry such a thing around. It seemed more likely that she might have something else of value to trade for it, since apparently the weapon he found was something she clearly wanted but they had blown up their ship...
  12. Slipping the pocket watch into one of his jacket pockets the mage thief moved on, the watch wasn't a huge pay off unless it belonged to someone really important but it was a start. For the next half hour after his initial find Creus spent his time slogging through tide pools, low surf and sand but to no avail. Everytime he happened across something interesting it just happened to be another fragment of something that had been blown up or broken in the battle.Though some of those things weren't necessarily useless, the hunks of metal from the giants boat for example could still be sold and repurposed into weapons and the like however the payout just wasn't worth trying to drag a larger piece all the way to civilization and a smaller pieces wasn't going to be nearly as useful to anyone so they where relatively worthless unless he could collect a large amount which some black smith might buy and melt down. It would offer some form of money for sure but he was hardly equipped for such a big job. With one horse, himself and a wolf they couldn't carry very much and after examining a smaller pieces he had discovered that they where quite heavy. Too heavy to transport and likely not worth the effort he ignored them and moved on. Eventually as he explored the area he lost track of time, searching every nook and cranny of the place until the cold began to get the better of him. The tide was rising and the icy cold ocean waters where lapped at his ankles, his boots and the bottom of his pants soaked through to the skin. It wasn't bad at first but at this point it was so cold that it was starting to hurt so he turned away from the site and started heading back up the beach. The mage thief didn't make it very far before his food connected with something hard and heavy just below the waters surface. He was tired and cold and so his initial thought was merely to ignore the piece, assuming it was just another bit of shrapnel from the ship since the water was to loudly to see through. It was only a few inches deep but the churning waters had kicked up the sand leaving it a dull muddy mess. He intended to move away right away and get out of the water that was quickly making his feet numb but something drew his eye down to the piece he had kicked though he didn't know what. Experimentally he nudged the piece again with his foot, it was hard to tell with the numbing cold but whatever it was the thing was heavy and long as well. It was probably just another bit of shrapnel but he still reached down anyway and felt around with his hand. It only took a moment for him to find the smooth metal pieces and just from the feel of it he knew immediately that what he had found wasn't shrapnel. It was far to smooth and even to be anything of the sort so he carefully grabbed it and pulled it free from the water and grunting a little in surprise as he felt the things weight. It was blade of some sort and it was far larger and heavier than anything that could possible be useful for a human. With a start he realized that he had happened across one of those giants weapons and he could't help but stare down at the incredibly heavy thing. What kind of power did it take to use one of these things? What should he do with it now that he found it? Would such a thing sell well in the market? That was just a few of the questions he asked himself as he studied it however he wasn't in the least bit familiar with these kinds of weapons. He had no clue what it was or wasn't worth or if anyone on the continent would even want anything to do with it. After all it was far to heavy for a human to wield properly so no one would want to keep it as a useful weapon. Perhaps some wealthy weapons collector might use it as a center piece on a shelf somewhere? That was probably all it would be worth to most people but he still lit up at the thought. Even if it wasn't useful, if the right buyer came along he should be able to get something decent for it. He was about to head up the shore and leave the beach behind when a sudden soft growl from Blitz caught his attention and he went on full alert, gazing around wearily. All he saw was the white wolf standing at attention near by and a little further up the beach was Shiro and the stallion seemed relatively calm as he stood there, gazing off at something in the distance as if he where watching a small wild animal or something near by. The both of them stood out fairly distinctly with their white coats but he saw nothing else noteworthy.
  13. For the time being the mage thief and his companions retreated deeper into the forest intent on returning at a later time. There was nothing more they could do for now, not with those giants so close however he did have a plan. He knew that later on in the evening the tide would start rising and that very spot where the battle had taken place would end up getting flood, unless those beings didn't mind setting camp in a foot of water chances where that they would be forced to retreat further up the beach. Perhaps if he was lucky they would move out before the tide had a chance to sweep anything useful away and if not, they would probably not be in the same place by the time the tide began to return and there was always the chance that something got washed up by the tide as well. Either way, there was the possibility of him finding something useful. When he had started out that day he had intended to merely pass through the area and on to the next town where he had intended to pawn off a few things he had stolen along his journey. Sticking around one more night would mean one more night spent camping out in the forest but other than that it was of no consequence to the thief. He wasn't due at a certain location at a certain time like some other travelers might be, he arrived when he arrived and left when he wanted to leave. He had no place he had to be nor one to return to and that gave him a certain element of freedom that he had learned to appreciate over the years. So he retreated roughly a mile from the beaches edge and dismounted his horse and let the stallion rome free while he spent a little time foraging for food. There wasn't much to be found at this time of year a few small root vegetables here or there was about all he could find but it was enough for now. It would prevent him and Blitz from going hungry though the wolf much preferred meat. Once he returned to the spot he let his horse free he sat down near a base of a tree and split his meager find with the wolf. When he held out one of the small starchy roots out to Blitz the wolf whined softly and gazed off into the forest. He would much rather try hunting, even if the sparse sandy beach areas didn't provide the idea habitat for large game. "We'll hunt tomorrow, I don't want to have to cook anything tonight the smoke from a fire travels far, those giants would surely see it from the beach." The mage spoke softly in an apologetic tone to the wolf whom reluctantly snapped of the vegetable though he looked far from pleased to be doing so. "We will eat better once we get to town" The mage promised as he settled down to wait for night to come *** Several hours later the mage thief rose from the spot where he was leaning against the tree and stretched slowly as sitting on the cold hard ground on a cold had left him feeling rather stiff, a feeling he was quite familiar with. By now the tide should be on the rise, so he could only hope that the giants had cleared out. "Shiro?" He called softly though he knew it was unlikely that the stallion would come to him the horse usually let him catch him these days but he didn't always cooperate. Though the mage didn't see the horse anywhere within sight he knew the animal shouldn't be far, he had probably wandered off searching for a better grazing spot. Thus the mage first had to set out and find his horse, though he knew he could leave the animal and head to the beach himself he preferred to have a quick getaway at hand if needed. It didn't take him to long to find the horse, even in on a dark night like this one the animals bright white pelt was hard to miss though when Shiro saw him the stallion immediately pinned his ears and started walking away while still munching on whatever it was that he had found to eat. Every time the mage stepped forward the stallion would move a step away while giving him an annoyed glare. He had finally found food and wanted to eat it, he didn't want to do anything else but the mage persisted and the horse eventually gave in. Once he caught him he gave the horse a quick pat before setting off once more toward the beach. Thanks to the minor delay of having to catch the horse by the time Creus arrived at the beach the tide had swallowed the majority of the battle ground but he saw no sign of the giants in the immediate area so he began his search. Jumping down from the horse he began slogging through the damp sand and water searching while Blitz ran about exploring the beach, snapping up various mollusks and small fish that had been washed ashore. At first glance there didn't seem to be much left to be found, there was shrapnel certainly he didn't happen upon anything much interesting for awhile until at long last a metallic glint caught his eye as the moon appeared from behind the clouds. Without hesitation he kicked aside some sand and picked up the object , wiping the dirt away with his finger as he did so. What he found was not qunari in origin but rather human, it was a pocket watch made of pewter and it didn't appear to be the least bit tarnished which meant it hadn't been in the water long. Likely it had been dropped in the scuffle earlier and buried in the sand kicked up by those explosions. After inspecting it for a moment he popped it open to see that the clock inside had already stopped ticking, likely just like the heart of its owner. After examining it further he found that there was indeed a name inscribed on the inside though it was hard to see in with just the faint moonlight to see by.
  14. From his sheltered location Creus quietly studied the action before him, he had little doubt from what he saw that the humans had taken on a group far to powerful for them to handle. The strange giants and their unfamiliar language was indeed a frightening force to be reckoned with and for that gave him one more reason too not interfere with this battle, not that he had any reason to in the first place. He didn't flinch at the powerful attacks however his horse was another story all together, the stallion fought the reins and his control. The last thing the horse wanted to do was stand there and so he made quite the ruckus but unlike most horses who would try to flee the scenario the the stallion was fighting to charge forward, toward the battle. Every time the stallion threw his head down and bucked he managed to inch a bit closer to the fight and every time the mage had to pull him back. By the time the horse finally quieted down the battle seemed to be reaching a climax however what the mage saw next was sorely disappointing. The female that seemed to be in charge shouted orders and the next thing he knew, a series of violent explosions rocked the shore and the boat went up in flames. Shiro was having none of that, the stallion squealed and lurched away retreating several paces into the trees before his rider once again assumed control though the antsy horse still danced around and fought to escape. Even Blitz seemed a little shaken by the explosion as the wolf pinned his ears and retreated back to his persons side staring nervously in the direction all those loud noises came from. Not one of the three appreciated the scene but the mages opinion differed from that of his two companions. He cursed under his breath in stared past the trees at the utter chaos left behind by the explosions. "Well thats a damn waste" He muttered solemnly as he had just witnessed a sizable fortune going up in flames however he wasn't yet deterred. There was still the humans ship to be accounted for and it was still possible that some things aboard that strange ship survived the explosion and he could still try to loot and corpses that might wash up ashore. Still he could understand in part why these beings used such drastic measure, it was a good way to prevent anyone from getting their hands on anything of value. However he couldn't help but wonder why they didn't have those mages push that ship back out into the ocean it appeared to be in good condition. Then again, what did he know about the ships that belonged to this strange species? Perhaps they had deemed in unusable? Maybe their mages just didn't have the power or perhaps the know how to perform such a feat? Whatever the case was they where at least temporarily stranded here unless they stole the human ship, which seemed highly possible at this point. Whatever the case was he decided that for now at least he should call it quits. The hope that he still might salvage something interesting just wasn't worth the risk of an accidental confrontation with these people so he decided to retreat for now. They hadn't seemed to have taken noticed of him yet or at the very least they hadn't reacted to his presence so he guided shiro around and the trio started retreating from the tree line. He wasn't done yet, he planned to keep an eye on the place and wait for these people to clear out, until they he intended to keep his distance.
  15. From where he stood the mage thief was just in time to witness the explosion of chaos as the battle reached the shore. There he stood witness to a fight between a species he had never scene before and humans. The large grey creatures where beings he had only ever read about but what he saw was enough to nearly convince the mage to turn on his heals and run. The chained ones especially drew upon his nerves especially once he sensed their used of magic, yet he couldn't help but stare in a mixture of horror and disgust. How could one possibly treat one of their own like that? It was one thing, to chain and shackle as almost all species did that to some extent but to sew their mouths shut too? That seemed unbelievable, it was like torture all he could do was hope that there was more to all this than just them being able to use magic. Perhaps they where criminals? Perhaps these poor souls did something horrible to earn this kind of treatment and the magic users among them just happened to be turned into battle slaves? It was still cruel but that idea at least settled a little better with him. He could only watch in both horror and fascination as the grey female giant squashed her human enemies and the tortured mages stood like statues as they preformed their magics. Even as he studied the entire scene with keen blue eyes he kept his hands taught on the reins keeping his horse as still as possible while ready to flee at a moments notice. He didn't dare call to the wolf who was standing just within sight of the battle, not wanting to call attention to himself though he silently urged his lupine companion to retreat back into the safety of the trees. The blond haired mage did not want to be scene by these people but he couldn't quite tare himself away from the fascination of watching these strange creatures nor the possibility that this might provide and optimal chance to do some looting once the battle ended. He just had to wait them out and hope that they cleared out of the area and left things behind as he had no desire what soever to tangle with those giants. Unlike these people, his form of magic was different, even rarer than their own and he was rather skilled in that area. While what he saw out of these people might have impressed others it wasn't really anything special by his standards however that did not change his desire to avoid conflict in the least. It merely gave him the confidence to stick around just a little longer, he wasn't sure he could win in a fight against those creatures, their brute strength was terrifying but at the very least he believed he could escape from them with the combination of his magic and Shiro's speed. All he had to do was briefly hold them back or block their path and give Shiro a head start though his limited knowledge of these people still made him uneasy. With their size and power they had to be fast but could they keep up with a light weight, nimble speedy horse like Shiro and did they have the stamina to keep up over the long haul? While he could imagine that these creatures could easily out run a human, it seemed a bit silly to think that they could keep up with a horse but he wasn't willing to take any more risks than he had too. Looting battle fields was a good source of income for those who where daring enough. Even getting away with some small things could mean the difference between another night out in the forest, facing the elements and forging and hunting in the hopes of finding food or sleeping in a warm room on a comfortable bed with a full stomach at an inn somewhere. Considering his hunting and foraging hadn't been going so well lately as the fall was rapidly approaching and edible plants where getting harder to find. These days he had mostly been relying on his and Blitz hunting skills to keep them fed but there was never enough to keep the both of them full. As a result the temptation of money was just a little too hard to ignore.
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