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[My bad, I'll try and set up a different location]

She held onto the rope still she looked at Sam who was still knocked out cold. "Great what can be worse" she said as she held onto the rope as tight as she can.

Tybalt watches from a far away distance, mildly interested in the antics of these people he rests his hands upon the hilt of his greatlance, Wallace walks up from behind him.

"You... going?"

Tybalt looks at Wallace.

"Hm, yes I think I'll investigate in these shenanigans. Perhaps I could make some fast coin by interfering in this, however I don't wish to disturb physically."

Wallace nods his large head, Then walks away.

Tybalt then sits down in meditation, after a short while a invisible projection of himself is sent in the direction of the battle it arrives almost instantaneously and calls out from the side "Hello there girl, you seem to be in quite the conundrum."

She looks at the person. "Huh? What how did you?" She startered. She let the rope loose. how did he know I was a girl but i never told him I was here all the time h-how could he find out maybe his crazy or maybe I'm just imagining things. She thought

"You should really try to guard your thoughts better little one, I can read them like a children's book. Technically you are imagining me but I do exist and in a moment you will see that. I can get you out of this situation but you will need to pay me, how much money do you happen to have on you?"

"Stay out of my head!!!" She said as she hold the rope tightly again. "Pay you I don't need help okay I got this I may be.. Forget it I don't need help" she said very angry. She felt bad for Sam who was still knocked out. "Hide your thoughts better yeah right" she muttered under her voice.

Talayna 's slightly angled eyes narrowed as she noticed a tall figure come into the Tavern, from her position at a corner table as she awaited her room and food to be prepared. The figure seemd to be completely covered in a type of armor. Interested she didn't try to hide her staring for just a moment, before letting her gaze continue around the tavern. There was quite the collection of odd people here, one especially - she knew she'd never seen the like before. Rounded ears, skin much like hers, eyes not set at an angle at all. Weird.

Still, the newest arrival to the tavern was also interesting. Letting go a light breath, she looked to the front of the tavern, wondering how long it took to prepare a room and a small bit of food. Maybe they were taking their time because she wasn't nobility or even rich. Ah well.. she would need to get used to the ways of the world. She was already acquainted with evil intentions and greed. It just felt nice to rest her tired body.

[OOC- actually I am very confused now with your location Nametaker, weren't you in the tavern? Did you edit your post?]

[Sorry, my post is what connects Arrow to her new location.]

Having tossed the human into the canal of the city, Dog looked to the rope and shook her head, "What a strange flesh critter. Oh well." Reaching down, she hooked one of her sharp claws and curled it upwards, snipping the rope from her leg to leave it upon the cobblestones. Smiling her toothy grin, she picked up the human's sword, "And the pointy stick!" She tossed it into the canal as well, letting the steady currents carry it away.

Dog looked over the mess of items, the tent, and then Sam, as she lifted him without effort. Plucking the keys from his side, she tapped the largest key against one cuff, then the other, as the fell in a clattered heap at her feet. Rubbing her wrist all the way down her side, she felt her fur bristle up, "Oh, that feels good.." But she still held the keys, and her cuffs were nearby, and so was Sam...

After scooping Sam in one of her arms, she cradled him to her chest and sunk her other claw into the nearby building. The cement brick cuffs dangled from Sam's limp arms, the cuffs having resized themselves to his tiny wrists. It didn't take long for Dog to reach the roof of the four story building, where she let Sam rest near the chimney, safe from toppling down the side of the roof, for now.

"Ahhhhhh" she yelled at she landed down and saw her sword and got it and got out of the water. "Bleh that is so cold" she said she sat by a tree. greta what can be worse. She thought to herself

Tybalt's illusion stands next to Dog with his handa behind his back.

"Cough... Cough... did you hear that, that was the sound of me trying to get your attention. Your situation is becoming more and more complex girl. I am losing interest of your situation now and I will take my leave, unless you would like my assistance for three fourths of all your treasures. That is correct, I'm changing my offer just for you."

I sit down still by the water. "Great one thing I hate is being wet" she siad as she got up and started to walk to the city to a travern she kept her hoodie over her face and she walked inside the travern and sat at the bar and pulled out her notebook and dried it off.

[Something seem to have gone wrong with the RP. With your next post Everyone is asked to write where their character is placed. This should straighten it out and get the RP back on track

Do not write an entire essay for this, make an OOC note within the post of your character's next actions. This does not have to be more than a single word (Forest, Tavern, Hospital, ect.) but for those wishing to describe a bit more it should at max be 2 lines]

[Please slow a little down with the posts. Players can hardly keep up with this much happening. I'm glad you are enjoying the RP, but let's try to make sure everyone can stil have fun]

[Nina is in the tavern, but I need a break. Niya is in the infirmary with Dela, but we can say she just returned to the forest for a while. Miss and I have agreed to a solution with Nina.

[Near the City's Canal--Moving to Tavern.]

Dog gathered up the misc. supplies left over by the strange human, including the tent, and slung it all over her shoulder. Pleased with herself, she started to slog through the canal to the other side, when the ghostly image of a man appeared and started to talk. Lifting up her big paw, "Good luck, ghosty ghost." She cackled in short barks and slammed her paw on the edge of the street, lifting her body up. With that done, she made her way into the heart of the city, stashing her goods in one of the abandoned houses.

After a while, she neared the tavern, wearing a short skirt made of the fabric from the tent. She was in her normal form, looking to be humanoid, but with fur and canine features. Her clawed feet and tail might give her away as not being human. She waited outside, resting her butt on an empty supply crate for a solid 10 minutes, pretending to be a statue. Only after her 10 minutes of waiting did she enter the tavern, pushing the door open with her foot, and almost falling into the building, stumbling at the last moment.

[I will be giving the rules a heavy update over the next few days. Please do read them through carefully! I hate to do this but will be harder on broken rules in the future, at the very least till the confusion is cleared up.

Until then, try your best to be clear in what is happening to your character, what do they do? where are they? what changes from before the post till the end of the post? This does not have to be an OOC note.

For those on break, I am sorry it all got so messy so sudden. I will do my best to get this cleared up so you do not feel like this is wasted. I hope to see you all back soon!

If anyone have any interest in helping me with lore in the future, please send me a PM! I have come to the conclusion I simply cannot keep up with it by myself, and would like someone to discuss matters with to get a deeper more interesting lore that you as the players may even enjoy!]

[Leaving the forest and in the tavern now]

Tybalt enters the tavern, he has come to a realization that it's not the human he should be trying to persuade but the werewolf instead. Sitting at a table waiting for him is Wallace who chomps down on a whole chicken within ten seconds, bones and all. Tybalt sits at the table with him.
"Nice to see you Wallace..."
Wallace continues gobbling up the poultry.
"I think we have a new employer my friend, do you see that canine girl. Yes her Wallace, she seems like she knows good service when she sees it."

[In the tavern.]

Frog's hands drew themselves around Nina's shoulders, her cold embrace followed by the words, "Someone has been released. They come this way and will not allow your rest. And you need your rest." Her dark digits draw themselves along the femme's shoulders until they drift away. Nina's hand faltered, dropping the fork onto her plate with the meat half-eaten, her hand lifting up to wave in front of her mask as if it wasn’t there, “It could be. You’ll learn that I’m never the burden, but...I need a nap.” She yawned again, before she slowly pushed her plate away from her and crossed her arms under her, laying her masked cheek down.

Off to the side, her masked face became impossibly dark and blurred, the features of the mask vanishing for a moment before becoming tangible again. After a moment, Nina sat back up and folded her hands in her lap. She stood perfectly still until her breath returned and coughed a bit into her mask. Nazga came over with a look of concern, but shrugged her shoulders in the end, and visited the kitchen area to prepare a plate of green-wrapped bread and a slab of meat of some sort.

Nina scoffed a little, "Not only can I fight, but I can blend in." Lifting a finger to tap at her mask, "If it makes my own kind uncertain, then there's a good chance it can do the same to others."

As soon as Dog stumbled in and started to close the door with her butt, most of the beasts that were busily chatting and eating looked up and stopped. When she smiled and gave a wave with her fingers wiggling, they frowned and talked in low whispers. She sashayed her way to the snake-waiter, leaning on the counter with her palm down and tail fwooshing outwards, "I've had so much fun today, but now I'm just so hungry. Can I get a bite to eat...?" Nazga was walking past her and most of the smaller monsters got up to either leave in groups or to sit together.

Dog didn't wait for an answer and just pinched the piece of meat off of the plate that was destined for the other human visitor. Biting into it, even though Nazga frowned deeply, Dog tore at it with her teeth and hands, a muffled, "Thanks!". Nazga delivered the strange bread to Maxwell, "I'm sssorry, I'll bring you another pieccce."It didn't take long before Dog consumed the entire steak, lifting her head up and letting the chunks fall into her stomach. After, she licked at her fingers, one by one, eyeing those that didn't leave. Especially taking in the Baron's appearance.

The black haired man raised his head just to see Nina being... there. But it was so strange. She looked like she was dead in the inside. After all, was she really a human like him? He couldn't tell with the mask after all.

Suddently, the girl spoke again, and Maxwell was surprised. Even if it was her voice, she looked different. However, this world was strange, he won't blame the girl on acting strangely. If he had one dollard for every strange things he saw here since he woke up in this world he would be rich by now.

Speaking of strange things.

Nazga brought him his half-eaten meat, apologing for the incovenience. He just hoped the werewolf would finally pay him for the meat, that was all he was asking for.

Maxwell, however, was boiling with anger. He stood up and looked at the werewolf, his good eye was burning with rage:

"You FRICK!" He yelled, "That was MY meat!"