Officer Judy Hopps

Kaal Ratri

Remy seemed distant at first, spaced out. Maybe pondering over something but Kaal’s word brought her right back. A smile crept her placid features as Kaal finished speaking, her words or something of the past Kaal couldn’t be sure as to what brought the change. With a slight sigh she began to open up a little to the Deity. Her emerald orbs fixed on her own. She told what Kaal had felt, her origins weren’t of this realm. She was a traveller like herself coming from a distant realm of On’Man. Although never been there personally, Kaal knew another of her divine kindred to have made that realm her base. She was an entity of light and same in essence to her elder sister for she had power over creation.

As power leaked from the Magi and the room became gradually cooler Kaal felt more comfortable and somewhat thankful to the Magi, it reminded her of her sister’s abode between the frigid mountains, forgotten memories came to fore as she heard onto the Magi’s tale. Her imagination had always been good but the Magi was lucid in her explanation manipulating an ice orb that pictured all the details she told.

There was happiness, one sided love, longing and betrayal all the emotions she had seen repeated over the eons she had existed in the Magi’s tale. She also mentioned many similarities between the people of her place and here. Kaal could feel a certain tremble in her voice as she elaborated on some of them. She told her of the fate that was in store for her world. The thought of death, the realization of true love and discovery of the identity of the one who had always loved her. Standing near her like a guardian yet never letting his emotions known explicitly. She told how she came to this realm and the inescapable fate of her world and finally her little confession. The look of apprehension that mirrored in both her slender body and emerald eyes as she disclosed a secret she had held on to since her arrival.

Kaal felt her hands move themselves and cup the beautiful face in them, her obsidian bottomless eyes looked straight into the quivering emerald ones. “For the one who has such sway over time, you sure are fickle as the ones I have known.” she said in a gentle tone. “You waited till you were sure you won’t survive to warm up to him before. Don’t repeat the same mistake twice, love. Yours is as true a love I have seen, I certainly hope you have more courage.” continuing in her soft tone not taking her eyes off hers.

“Do not fear rejection for trepidation runs on both sides. You both will wait for the world’s end again and lose your chance. If that is not the kind of love you want, you have to seize the day here and now. Take him up in your arms and sway him from his feet, you gotta do the man’s work this time.”she lectured the petite elf.

“If I know who you are after, I know he loves waiting far too much to make a move first. We usually don’t know a things’ worth till after we have lost it. It is a terrible cliche but also an irrefutable truth.” with this she brought the magi close and took her in a tight embrace. She could feel a slight shiver in the Magi but was sure there was no place her warmth can’t reach. She waited for the magi’s reply, the fun and chatter was turning a little glum for her liking but she was capable of deep pondering if it came to that.

Just read some of the latest posts.

 

DR, you cheeky little...

What did I do ~looks innocently~

Just read some of the latest posts.

DR, you cheeky little...

You know precisely what you did.

*gives "I'm watching you" look*

You know precisely what you did.

*gives "I'm watching you" look*

Bu-But I did nothing ~looks on innocently~

You don't want the ice-cream? I'll gladly gulp it down then

KDP. I took the liberty of doing this for you.

Choose.

Spoiler

Spoiler

Spoiler

The first is my personal pick.

But yeah. You can do better than King buddy.

Kaal Ratri

Ships!, Ships Everywhere!!

Rastia was just as she expected him to be, curt and succinct in his replies. Although the VIP was tasty looking as well. A bright smile irradiated her face as she heard her part in the ship’s functions. Though, she had no experience of Quarter Mastering, she was paired with Remy which would be awesome fun she thought.

The Ice Magus was busy with the hunter for a while now, Kaal could feel a mischievous smile tugging at her sides observing the two from afar. Another of the new arrivals drew her attention. Eleanor the treasurer had a sense of acquaintance to her. Something about her energies told Kaal that she knew the young one yet she was certain that she hadn’t met her before. As they all made their way inside the ship. Kaal thought of taking a look at her office.

Now finding the Kitchen or Library was second nature to her, it was as if she could sniff them out. But finding the office was a tough task indeed, she decided to tail Remy but soon found her lost at the Kitchen. Her feet had a mind of their own it seemed. Well, giving a sheepish smile  and a wink to Geo who had just looked her way from Luria she made herself scarce. Pairs everywhere, the thought was supremely pleasing she looked forward to the trip even more now.

Paying closer attention to the signs she made her way to the hold. As expected Remy was there before her, she watched as a ribbon rose up from the book and tied the beautiful locks in a neat ponytail bringing the beautiful curvature of her exquisite neck to view. A sigh escaped her lips, giving away her location.

“Well! it seems like we are a team” she said with a giggle as Remy turned to face her.

“It would be so fun!” she said gushing “I think you can handle the supplies and requests of the boys in the gun hold” she winked at Remy before coming next to her. Placing her hand over her shoulder she said to the Ice mage.

“The hunter becomes the hunted. That’s how true love should be.The thrill is in the chase” Her expression belied her mischief but her eyes were filled to the brim with them as she watched her coyly.

“You can talk anything with me. Anything!!” she said looking at her book but her meaning was clear. How will the Ice mage reply. Kaal was having too much fun, though she would have preferred to have the forbidden cherry herself but playing matchmaker was good fun too.

None that I know of?

I think we are ready for the big update.

This is Ras, right here.

I hope I didn't over extend the game parameters much Rogue.

 

Let me know if something is unacceptable, I'll edit it. The casting takes around 30-45 mins. The runes are still in progress, mainly the entry into the temple grounds is done. It will take another few minutes to finish the side facing the town. A total of at least 30 mins is left.

 

@Missy: I hope the post doesn't disappoint :|

Looks good!  Have you read Beserk by any chance?  The way you  cast your magic reminded me of the magic from Berserk.

Did anyone have any questions about the update they needed answering?  I know a lot of you weren't given a clear directive and I know that can leave you a bit unsure of how to post.  I won't be leaving you astray for long though so just try and follow whatever it is your character would be doing in such a moment.

Then the three rangers and the Ascxil troops it is. Rogue, we got it agreed.

Update will be coming later today so those who want to get their intro post in be sure to get on top of that.

Lilith will comment why Minerva would allow herself to wear a skirt for combat.

Super Fun Sexy Times With Maureen

A small girl twirled her skirts around festively to the joyous music that reverberated through the streets of Luxen. As she danced, she passed out small blue flowers to passerby; and wished them well. She danced and danced, while her family at the nearby flower stand clapped in tune with the music. It was the picture of happiness in a town surrounded by the misfortune of war. Except for..."Move out of the way you whippersnappers! I have a race to get too!" came out the croaked cry of an old woman pushing her way through the crowd. Pushing them aside with a tall bandaged staff, and a massive handbag; the old woman stopped at the edge of the girls dancing circle. The girl happily made her way towards the crone, and proffered a flower. The old woman drew her hood back and her gnarled face, with olive skin and long silver hair threaded with purple beads; and a ornate gold broach. She quite clearly was once very beautiful. The woman, already bent with age; leaned in and smelled the flower. "For you! Miss! We have more at our stand too! All kinds!" the little girl cried with joy. After taking a long whiff of the blue petals, the crone opened her mouth and *CHOMP* went down the flower. The little girl stepped back in shock as the old woman chewed thoughtfully. Swallowing, she let loose a wide, toothy grin. "Good flowers. Much love in them." she said, tousling the little girls hair. She walked through the dancing circle with no cares in the world. As she did so however, she stamped her staff upon the ground. Nearby, all the unbosomed flowers opened and shone with a beautiful air. People exclaimed happily, and made their way to the family's stand, trying to get some of the pretty flowers. The little girl however, just looked at the old woman's back as she disappeared through the crowd with a dumbfounded look. Letting the remaining stem of the flower fall from her grasp, onto the cobblestones. All that could be heard through the boisterous crowd, was the cackling of an old woman in the distance.

"Ladddddddieees and GENTLEMEN! Today we bring you the 53rd Grand Speed Hobbling Championship!" an announcer roared above the cheering of the crowd, voice amplified by magic. "This year we have a few previous winners in the pack of contestants! Defending her title we haveeeee........Helga Roth!" he yelled, as an old woman in bright green robes stepped out from the line of line of ladies, of whom which there was none less than 65 years of age. Helga waved and flexed her old muscles. "You people know the rules! The fastest old bitty to cross the finish line gets FIVE-HUNDRED REIMS and the title of CHAMPION! Isn't that EXICITING! Now as you all know, no weapons, or magic except your canes or walking staffs. But who's to say one of these ladies doesn't want it more!"  said the announcer with a lavish smile. "Contestants! At your marks!" the line of old women stepped forward, and took ready hobbling stances. Leg out, cane forward, back hunched. The stance, of a vicious competitor. A gong sounded and the announcer yelled out with enthusiasm "GO!" and the old bats, were off. "Annnnd Helga take's the lead swiftly! Gertrude and Mary-Ann are both neck and neck for second, with the other competitors close behind. Look at these dames hobble with such vigor! But wait, what is this?!" he exclaimed, seeing something tearing ass toward the start line. "OI! YOU BETTER RUN FAST YOU WENCHES! CAUSE MAUREEN IS A COMIN! KEKEKEKEKE!" she yelled with a booming voice, passing over the start line, and officially entering the race. "I DON'T BELIEVE IT FOLKS! AFTER FIVE  YEARS, OUR GREATEST TWELVE-Thats right folks, TWELVE!- TIME CHAMPION HAS COME LATE INTO THE RACE! Welcome now....MAUREEEEEEEEN!" the announcer practically screamed, as the crowd went nuts. Speed Hobbling is a big deal around here.

Maureen swiftly overtook two twins, Flora and Fauna, who were casing the back. "Maureen is now in this race! Taking fast the ones lagging in the rear! OHH! That must have hurt, Marueen just sent Agatha flying with a well placed tackle! What a race! Stepping swiftly around the inner curve she climbs through sixth, fifth, FOURTH PLACE?! LOOK AT THIS CRONE MOVE!" spoke the announcer with so much excitement, he looked ready to drop from dehydration from all the sweat pouring from his commentary. Maureen neared Mary-Ann and Gertrude, they closed ranks. Maureen sucked her teeth. "Nasty old bats! Still Helgas lapdogs are we?!" "WELL THEN!"  Maureen bellowed, reaching just behind them, and slid in the space between the both. Adding a little flick of her wrist, she toppled them both. Cackling wildly Maureen righted herself at the end of her slide, and set forth like a stalked chasing it's prey. "NOT THIS YEAR MAUREEN! I HAVE A GOOD THING GOING SINCE YOU LEFT!" Helga cried behind her. Maureen smirked and laughed again. "Can't stop this yo! I RUN THIS SHIT" she laughed, turning on her heel and running backwards, past Helga. Giving her the finger Maureen crossed the finish line. "WHHHHHHHAT AN UPSEEEEEEEEEEET! MAUREEN DECIMATED THE COMPETTION! In all my years supervising this race, I have never. Seen. Anything. Like. THAT! What a day! WHAT A DAY! People of Luxen, welcome your new CHAMPION!" he said, presenting Maureen with a sack of gold and a ribbon. Hand and staff in the air, Maureen roared with the crowd, and began to meander off; however not before giving Helga the nastiest smirk she could.

"Think it'll be enough?" said a voice from Maureen's handbag. "Should be. I really do need to find a new apprentice. This may be the best way. Of course, he can't turn down an old friend like me anyways kekekek" said Maureen out loud to her bag. The old dilapidated shrine loomed ahead. There was the man she was looking for. Ohmun. He'd grown up to become a fine man. It had been years since Maureen last saw him. But her Sight told her to come here and find him. For what purpose, she had decided not to divine. "Life is full of surprises, Jack. I wonder what this venture has in store for us." she told the bag, which purred loudly. She spied him, old now. Not young and spry as she remembered him. He was talking to a handsome young nymph. Maureen quietly approached the tree, and sat down, listening to their conversation. Taking out some cheese and biscuits, she sent a message with her mind to Ohmun to approach her when he had the time. Eating happily she stopped when the Nymph spoke of "ancient remedies" she laughed quietly to herself. "Boy. there's a cure for any illness. It's just a matter of knowing where too look. This might perhaps, be your lucky day." she said, still sitting and looking at the ground with a wide smile.