Tulpamancing Roleplay: An exercise in visualization.

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I'll PM you...

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The pony pondered the boy's suggestion, putting one hoof to her chin, ''Nah, I think I'll be okay. Unless we want to get spotted we should probably get to the cave as soon as possible.''

The man shrugged, ''I guess I can't argue with democracy. Let's get going.''

 

The party started travelling. The ground proved more bumpy and harder to traverse than the pony had expected. The air was more humid and warmer than in the forest, proving more temperate. Because of the heat, the man had to remove his coat and wrap it around his waist. The pony on the other hand complained constantly about being cold while everyone else sweltered.

 

After the first night the man awoke early once more from a fitful sleep. He awoke once more to see the black streak spread to under her wings and over her flanks. When she awoke she was shivering and the man put his coat over her, ''Here you can ware this, It's boiling me alive.''

''Aw, thank you, it's nice and warm.'' She smiled. The man grimaced at his false sentiment, and cursed his actions; he wanted to kill himself for not telling the other two, but he couldn't muster the confidence.

 

They continued travailing. The siblings and the pony managed to hunt some down some food, the man not attending because he was more for trapping; too time consuming a practice for their current situation. They caught two small rabbits. The man used the special knife to skin the kills and remove the undesirable meats and bones. Along with the fish, they would have food for a week.

 

Because of the geography, the trip took an extra day. The party landed that eh entrance to the cave after two and a half days. It was dusk, as the pony had predicted. The tower was still visible from where they were, but only slightly; it was blurred by the fading heat of the day. The entrance resided in a shallow, but wide pit, there was a natural path down to it; it was like a courtyard, with a large stone door being the actual entrance.

 

The door was once carved with intricate images and writings of past people, but has since been eroded away. The courtyard was covered in rubble, but surprisingly no bones or dead bodies.

 

Chloe suggested they camp outside and wait til' morning to regain their strength. G agreed, but the pony looked worried, ''I kinda of really want to get out of the damn field, it's still to open, even in this hole.'' She looked to G with pony eyes, ''Please?''

The man looked at the other two and sighed, ''No, we really should rest first, there could be something on the other side of that door that we might not have the strength to fight.'' The mare pouted and sat down.

''Okay...''

 

They set up camp and G started a fire using the knife. They settled in for a slightly cooler night than the others, hopefully more comfortable being low down and in a place shaded for most of the day. The pony quickly fell asleep like the previous nights, the other three got talking about the struggle that was presented before them. ''There was a reason we were picked to go get this scroll that I told you about. Obviously it's not our biggest concern at the moment, but just saying. I'm glad I can trust you two to be sneaky and quiet, but were all going to have to keep our eyes peeled. Most all the walls are a sparkling white marble but it's still very dark. Most of the creatures will be black or white, both are dangerous, and both are very cunning.

''But there is a relatively safe path through, the one that leads away from the scroll and towards the mountains, we'll be taking that path and it should make us practically impossible to find. Your friends in black wont know where we are when were in here, and hell as anyone knows where the path comes out of. The guy who asked us said it would take us four days to get from one end to the other, and we have plenty of food to last us.''

 

''Any questions? As you can see I've done my bit of research so I'll try my best to answer what I can.''

[Jax]

((And then they all died.))

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(( [G rolls for death; d100 (target: 1), 83]

 

Aw I was so close!))

[cruse]

I'm a little busy ATM

 

Don't expect my post soon.

[Jax]

I'm a little busy ATM

 

Don't expect my post soon.

 

Don't worry about it, Cruse. Patience is a virtue, after all.

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I'll post if I can then; and don't worry about it, just look at me.

[cruse]

|Cruse|Chloe|

"We have a question each."

 

Cruse spoke up. Chloe nodded.

 

"My brother would ask you if your headache went away yet. Typical bro!"

 

"And my sister will ask what would we have for dinner, yes?"

 

Both of them smiled, content with their teamwork.

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|Aigis|Vixen|

 

I like this guy...

 

Witty people are always a great company, but it was something else about Jacob that intrigues Aigis. He wondered what it is. Gesturing to Vixen through his eye, he asked her about the decision of joining the pirate crew without speaking. She gestured back, 'you decide Aigis'.

 

"I'll decide now, we'll join you. Although we'd like to settle our scores, it's imfuckingpossible. We got no leads."

 

"You may want to reconsider your offer though."

 

Vixen interrupted as Aigis rolled his eyes. He wasn't even annoyed, he expected that.

 

"Teleportation is more powerful than you think. Few of those light assassin could teleport into this room right at this moment if they know we're here."

 

Vixen remembered the knife that barely missed her heart. The light assassin teleported right behind her, and caught her unaware. It's a perfect scenario for the light assassin's perfect kill. If it went through her heart, not even her dragon blood can revive her.

 

"I'm not underestimating you Miah, but you were lucky."

 

Vixen don't expect Miah to take her word anyway, but it might get through Jacob.

 

"That reminds me."

 

Aigis cleared his throat.

 

"Good thing Vixen haven't told her name to anyone apart from both of you. It might be better for her to use a fake name for now. It might not help much, but it's something. Also, her looks doesn't really matter because... let's just say the problem were solved by Miah."

 

"Huh? What kind... Wait, That's... actually a good idea."

 

"What should I call you? Lady?"

 

"What kind of name is that?"

 

"A women's name? Don't be picky."

 

"No wait, let me think."

 

"How about Mary?"

 

"Alright, that will do."

 

"So, me here and Vi- Mary will be joining your pirate ship, if you let us that is. We'll be making ourselves busy buying supplies in the market, so cheers. Oh and here's your knife."

 

Aigis tossed the knife he was borrowing from Miah back to it's owner. Both of them left the house and headed for the market.

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BTW, Vixen didn't change her name. It's just the storyline.

[Jax]

((I'm usually pretty quick at getting my new posts up, but this is giving me some trouble. I'll have it soon.))

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The man chuckled, ''Well, it's not my headache you're to be worrying about. And, as for dinner? Uh... guess we can finish off that fish... we'll save the rabbit for when were in there, high protein food.''

 

Dinner was prepared and the three ate. For a change, the man decided to tell scary stories from his child hood. Myths and legends and fabled places from the town he grew up in. Most of them spoke of evil creatures that would bring an ever lasting raid, undead generals and demonic tribe leaders. The man enjoyed telling the stories more than anything, only because of how into them he got. He threw up shadow puppets and put on voices and made actions by the fire side. He dragged the stories far into the night, getting far too into a few; drunk on his story telling.

 

He wasn't sure how much actual entertaining he did, but he did get a few chuckles and smiles from the siblings, and once or twice a jump or a palm over the mouth. He was ecstatic but as the night drew down and he let the other two tell a tale or two of their own, he realised just how many stories he had told, and remembered that he's only told than many to one otherpony before that... he scratched his chin thoughtfully while gripping on every syllable of one story by Chloe's about trying to capture a fox—a parable was his first though, though it might have been a makeuped personal recalling. He only told good friends stories such as those, he chuckled at it internally—not wanting to disturb Chloe's flow—and only wondered if the two felt the same.

 

Morning came easy, sleep was surprisingly nice. The man felt refreshed as he woke at normal times, Cruse beat him though. He seemed like the very few objective-based people on the planet, which is pretty respectable. Like so many times before in the last few days, a fire was put together; that time is was like second nature.

 

[align=center]G|Joal|Cruse|Chloe: day 4

Vixen|Aigis|Miah|Jacob: day 5

Days of wraith possession: day 6[/align]

 

((Well hey, look at that, numbers. Correct me if I'm wrong there. You guys can can add something in if you want. I'll be typing up the cave description, leaving some space at the start, ))