12:50am Mar 27 2019
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Surprisingly enough the two seemed to take this news very well, even if they did seem a bit confused about it, especially the mage. Letting out a heavy sigh Kuro nodded and gave the gruffer man, Zakhar, a small smile. “Thank you,” he told him earnestly as the man assured him he wouldn’t tell their ‘hosts’ about this. Kuro doubted he’d be taken off of this odd mismatched team they had going, but he doubted that his place among them would be the same if the people responsible for all this learned he was more than just a simple human they’d summoned. “I have to admit you both are taking this very well. When we tell most foreigners back home, there’s usually a few moments of panic before they settle down and listen fully”
As he spoke the dragon carefully lifted up his bag, leaning over to slide it under the bed before he tugged off his shoes, noting how Zakhar was already settling down under his bed’s blanket. Creus had been awfully quiet this whole time but at least that meant he was at least kind of okay with Kuro’s news. Glancing at the man for a moment Kuro noted how he struggled to lay down next to his wolf, still wearing that long heavy looking coat. In fact, both men had simply laid down, not bothering to get comfortable, but Kuro knew that he probably had a terrible chance of sleeping tonight so he might as well make it comfortable for himself.
He pushed back the blanket and slipped under it, reaching up to his long braid and fixing it as best he could before he elbowed the lumpy pillow to kind of fluff it up, laying down and tugging the thin blanket over himself with a sigh. As predicted Kuro lay awake for most of the night, listening to his companions. Zakhar was almost instantly out, seemingly not to care about sleeping in these conditions, the wolf was about the same, but Creus was fidgety, shifting and waking up multiple times before Kuro himself finally drifted off. -------------
The morning came too soon, a loud bang and an equally loud voice ringing through the silent room and starting the dragon awake. “Mpffm?” he murmured, golden-blue eyes slowly opening as he rolled over, listening to someone shout about getting up and a guide. Grumbling Kuro rolled over, an arm flopping over the side of his bed to thump against something warm and fluffy. “Mm?” peering over the side of the bed he saw the wolf standing there, alert and on edge, but unlike a sane person who might pull away Kuro instead smiled and patted the animal on the side before slowly sitting up, messy locks of black hair tumbling down over his shoulders, his hair tie for his braid having come undone at some point during the night.
Unlike Creus who was pretty quick to get to his feet and ready Kuro was… well, he was slower by a lot, just managing to swing his legs over the bed and fish around for his shoes by time Crues was up on his feet. With a yawn the dragon pulled on his boots before reaching into his bag, pulling out the smaller one containing the coins but leaving everything else as he got to his feet, blinking owlishly around, clearly not fully awake. “Aw,” he said softly, finally realizing Zakhar’s question. “No breakfast?”
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10:01pm Mar 27 2019
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Zakhar :: Being from a world where wolves were not pets, Blitz's snarl triggered the human prey instinct and he froze, hair on the back of his neck standing on end. He was, for the first time, glad he didn't have his gun because he might've shot the wolf simply on instinct rather than logic. Being brought up to be a 'shoot first and ask questions later' type of person didn't help. "Christ, must you do that?" He complained to the wolf, though whether it actually understood him or not was up int eh air. It did make Zakhar feel better, though. Keeping a weary eye on the predator, he reached for his bag and took out some of the random items he didn't feel like he'd need. The small leather pouch that jingled caught his attention and he peered inside t what looked to be an assortment of coins. Some gold, silver, and other colors. As if on cue Creus asked about the coins as well, which the guard simply grunted an affirmative. "Hopefully that guide of ours is a tad more forthcoming." He mumbled to himself, stuffing the pouch deep into a pocket of his jacket.
The burly guard took one last look into the room and motioned for them to follow him. "Your guide will meet you at the castles front gates. It will lead you to the town and tell you what you need to know." Without waiting to see if they were following, the big man began walking off down the corridor, all but shoving people out of the way of they were to slow or got in his path. "Cheery fellow." Zakhar snarked, put slung his bag over his shoulder and began following. "Rough night?" He asked his two companions, noting their haggard appearances before he exited the room fully. Luckily for him, he'd always been able to fall asleep without much prompting, no matter where he was. The journey back out of the castle took as long as going in, and already he was tired of the crumbling facade and medieval atmosphere.
The sun was irritatingly bright as he stepped outside, which he'd later blame as being the reason he didn't notice the serpent until it hissed at him, massive fangs glistening. Jerking wearily, he made a longer trip to the gate then was needed to stay as far away as possible. How was he supposed to get along with that...that thing? Fighting back the urge to sneer back at the serpent, he instead was about to ask the guard where this guide was. Instead he paused and blinked in surprised at the man-thing? in front of him. At leas the thought it was a man, mostly. Looked like one, except for the flat-ish nose, large golden eyes, and tufted ears. As he eyed him closer, he noticed the tail and feet, or were they paws? Creus' question about werewolves suddenly popped into his mind, and he bit back a hysterical laugh. Because this looked more like a werewolf, or was it werecat since he seemed feline-ish, the Kuro did. As if feeling Zakhar's inquisitiveness, the man seemed to shrink in on himself underneath a heavy, leather jacket. Zakhar was getting warm just looking at it and it wasn't that hot this early.
Feeling a bit like an ass at the guides obvious unease, Zakhar offered him a small grin and held out his hand. "I'm new to this whole magic thing, so sorry about my staring. I'm Zakhar." The guide eyed his hand for a moment and reached out to shake it. Zakhar noticed he also had some wicked sharp claws, which he was clearly trying not to stab Zakhar with. There were also an assortment of bruises and cuts along the creatures wrists and face, as if he'd been shackled and definitely not treated kindly. "Er, I'll let these guys introduce themselves." Motioning to the other two, Zakhar quickly stepped back. -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
Thiago :: Two guards had drug Thiago from his bed early and sent him to a last minute meeting with the King and some advisors. He'd been instructed, not for the first time, on his role in the entire plot. He was to explain what he knew about the Storm, answer any questions the beast tamers had, and lead them into the heart of it. And if it came down to it, he'd die for them with no questions asked. Throughout the speech, Thiago had keep his head down and hands carefully folded in front of him. He needed when appropriate, but otherwise chose not to speak .He knew all of this already and was okay with his fate. Being reminded was redundant and a little cruel. But then again, so was everything that had to do with Thiago's life any longer. Caring any long was just tiresome. Sighing softly, he followed the guards back out of the large room, only stopping with a bitten back yowl as one of the advisors, a pig-faced man, stepped purposefully on his tail to stop him. Blinking back pained tears, he grimaced and turned to face man. "If you were smart, you'd make sure you don't come back." Only able to nod, the advisor let up on his tail and Thiago swiftly curled it up so he could loop it over his arm.
Ducking his shoulders, Thiago followed his escort to the gates of the castle, ignoring the summoned beasts who seemed just as interested in ignoring him. The sun, though not fully risen, was already hot and Thiago shifted uncomfortably underneath it. The jacket was necessary, he kept telling himself, for not coming off more of a freak then he already was. He needed to get along with these people, so that they could hopefully avenge his family. The hissing of the giant serpent, Kukulkan if he remembered correctly, let Thiago know his new charges had arrived. The first to greet him smelled and acted just as any normal human, and was obviously startled by his apperance, though not cruel a out it neither. Seeing as this was all new the the man, who smelled of metal with a hint a blood, Thiago could forgive him. After a brief handshake, Thiago turned to the other two men.
One who smelled sharply of cinnamon, a common scent for magic users, as well as something wild (the wolf, Thiago's mind supplied). The other was pure in scent, like the wind and nature, mixed with something icy. Thiago wasn't sure what that meant as it was not something he'd ever come across before. He'd learned quickly that scent was a powerful indicator of a person and his sense of smell had greatly increased since his 'transformation'. Blinking his golden eyes at the other two, he nodded in greeting, shifting uneasily beneath the jacket again. "I supposed they told you already I am your guide, Thiago. I'm am at your disposal." He bowed deeply, tail flicking back and forth subconsciously. "I will answer any question you ask, and of course do as you command."
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1:23am Mar 28 2019 (last edited on 1:56am Mar 28 2019)
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The whole getting woken up early thing was rather unpleasant after his rough night of sleep however the mage supposed it wasn't the worst it could have been as he glanced at the other two. At least he hadn't been attacked at night or now for that matter, he'd had much worse awakenings than this. He was a bit surprised by Zakhars comment, how could one possibly sleep well given these conditions? "I see you slept rather well." The mage muttered a bit irritably as he followed the guards through the castle trying his best to memorize the route, though the layout and sheer size of the place made it all but impossible. There was also obviously more than one route as well since he did take note of a few decorations that he hadn't noticed before. Then again perhaps they just missed them or was it that these people purposely did not want them to lean their way around? Of course it could also be as simple as different people taking different routes.
Once they finally got to the courtyard the mage couldn't help but study the monsters wearily before casting a brief glance at Kuro. Was this man really a dragon too? If so he couldn't help but feel a slight twinge of guilt about seeing the dragon he was bound to as a monster but after yesterdays nerve wracking encounter with the beast it was hard to see it in another light. The thing had shattered his magic shield and practically flung him through the air with ease. He still remembered its large scales paws grabbing him and barely withheld a shudder. The dragon, aware of his thoughts lifted its head and fixated a steely glare upon him causing the mage to flinch away. It was certainly not helping the situation either, the dragon was probably just as unhappy about this as the rest of them. The thought made the mage pause for a moment and watch the creature from a safe distance or what he hoped to be a safe distance anyway. One thing was for sure, being afraid of it was not going to help him any in this situation. How was he to deal with it without getting killed though?
One of the guards urged him on after just a moment placing a rough hand on his shoulder, impatient to get a move on. For a moment, the Creus half expected the man to shove him like they might a prisoner but nothing happened beyond that and at the moment the mage was not willing to test what happened if he did comply. Instead he brushed the mans hand away and caught up with the rest as a curious thought entered his mind. While he still wasn't sure he believed it, that Kuro guy seemed more approachable than the golden dragon. If he was truly a dragon maybe he would have some idea that would help him with the golden creature who's glare felt as if it was piercing through his back? He supposed it might be worth giving a shot?
Feeling the creatures eyes on his back was very disconcerting as he followed the others to the gates, so much so that he didn't immediately realize the creature standing before him wad just as unusual. Despite everything else it was kind of hard to not stare in shock for a moment, it looked quite a bit like the werewolves he had seen depicted in stories though it had more cat like features. Clearly this one wasn't howling at the moon or trying to savage anyone though. In fact it seemed to be in somewhat rough shape and it was clearly very uneasy with the situation. He stood rigidly for a moment trying to decide how best to act while still struggling a bit to deal with this whole rather overwhelming situation he was in. Considering everything that was going on the other guy, Zahkar seemed to be handling this all quite well. Wasn't he the one who said he had no magic in his world? Yet, he was the first to greet this strange cat man. Perhaps he was still convinced this might be some sort of dream? That was something the mage still wondered about himself.
After Zahkars greeting the mage shoved away his fears and worries and approached to offer his hand as well, though the action itself was not something he was accustomed to. He was beat to the punch by Blitz though, until now the wolf had followed quietly at his side but the animal seemed rather curious as he shoved his way between his person and this strange creature snuffling and sniffing hard. "Ah, this is Blitz, don't worry about him. He won't cause you any trouble. I'm Creus..." The mage stated as he patted the wolf and held his hand out to the creature, trying not to worry to much about its claws.
"Oi, hurry it up. I don't get paid enough for this." One of the guards standing by the now opened gate muttered as the others started to approach them impatiently, clearly eager to send them on their way. The mage held his ground just for a brief moment turning to face the guards as Blitz growled softly at his side, giving the last member of their group a chance to greet their guide if he chose. His action cause quite a few of the guards to stiffen, some hesitantly resting their hands on their weapon though none drew them. It was clear they did not like it when someone acted in defiance even if it was only in the slightest, that or perhaps they where just all nervous? Blitz growl was drowned out by a much deeper one from behind the guards, one that came straight from the golden dragon. That sound really put them all on edge but the mage just grinned, even if it unnerved him greatly as well. "Do you mind giving us a bit of time, gentlemen? As I recall, we have three days before we are set to leave right? Considering we are supposed to save your country, the least you can do is offer us and our guide some respect? After all, we are the ones who are too control those creature you summoned. " The mage added his gaze sliding purposely past the guards to the growling dragon. It was clear that at the very least the dragon wanted him alive, perhaps that was something he could make use of? At least if it cooperated anyway, the mage wanted to make it clear that they where not so easy to push around. After a moment he turned around and stepped through the gate trying not to tense up and flinch away as he walked past the guards.
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