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Once Charlotte got into her room she quickly started packing as she wanted to be ready to leave the once Yuna got back. She began gently folding the sleeping bags that they used to sleep on the floor since the bed was really an option. While she packed thoughts of worry and doubt filled her head on what was going to happen next once they leaved the town.

How long were they going to be on the run? What will she do if the Huntress discovers their shard? Will she kill the girls and leave or maybe she will show them mercy?

All these problems weighed heavily on Charlotte's heart and as much as she wanted to throw the piece of pottery into a lake and be done with it she just couldn't. Giving up would only help the Huntress and possibly put innocent people in danger.

Charlotte could feel her eyes swell up as her vision became bury and tears begun to stream down her face. Why am I crying? Charlotte thought.

She stopped packing for a bit to compose herself before doing anything else, now wasn't the time to get emotional. She grabbed a handkerchief from her bag to wipe her eyes and nose. Charlotte was almost done packing anyways so she better hurry up and finish the job.

As she zipped up two bags with all their belongings, Yuna had entered the room with a small bag of gold in her hand.

"Honey, I'm home!" Yuna said gleefully as she swung open the door.

"How much did he give us?" Charlotte asked.

"Not much, but this should be enough to buy some supplies." Yuna glanced over at Charlotte and paused for a moment. Her eyes were somewhat puffy which was a little concerning.

"Hey, are you alright?" Yuna raised an eyebrow while placing the gold on the bed dresser.

"I'm fine, why?" Charlotte said while averting her eyes.

"Oh, it's nothing." Yuna averted her eyes as well while a line appeared between her eyebrows, Charlotte was such a bad liar but she wasn't going to pry.

The conversation ended with an awkward pause, Yuna wasn't going to let this go but they had more important things to do like getting out this inn. Charlotte walked over to Yuna and handed her satchel that had the shard.

"Shall we be going then?" Charlotte inquired with a little grin her face.

"Yeah, let's get going." Yuna responded with a forced grin.

Adriannu happily listened as Raven answered her questions as she waited for the pheasant to cook. Yet when the cat mentioned magic, the child ended up giving a small tell by unconsciously stroking her the sheath her shard was hidden in for a brief moment with her free hand. "Magic is definitely a possibility, though have you been talking for as long as you remember? Just curious if you were born with it or if it just happened one day."

At the question about whether there were other talking animals, Raven did confirm that she had seen a few, but that they weren't common. "That's good enough for me, at least I know that they are out there." Afterwards she listened intently as the black cat explained while you couldn't tell an enchanted animal from a normal one from first impressions alone,there was a way to check if one seemed a little too smart. That way was to check their eyes to see if they contained a spark of intelligence, and she quickly looked at the cats to see an example. Yet it was what the cat said after that that provoked a strange reaction from Adriannu. "Eyes are the windows to the soul...that would explain why theirs were so cold and hard..." The child quietly muttered, but Raven was still certain to hear it. Shaking her head, she quickly answers back. "Thank you for the explanation Raven."

By this time, the pheasant had finished cooking and thus the child started to blow on it to cool it. Once cool enough to touch, the Cathera child offered a small strip of breast meat to the cat and was pleased when Raven swiped it before starting to eat herself. As she ate, the black feline mentioned that she could have the companionship she craved and that she could really use some for more then just the reasons she let on. At this, Adriannu paused from her meal to look at Raven with an expression of curiosity mixed with confusion. "Are you offering to be my companion raven, or do you know someone who might be willing to be? Also what do you mean by "more reasons then I let on?"

The young man was still leaning on the wall, now with a bow in his hands. It looks very fantasy-like, with a dragon head encrusting the edges, and a couple of semi-rare jewels embedded it. Somehow, it was floating in his palm, and he didn't look like no magician

Through most of the conversation, Raven observes Adriannu’s body language. She catches her fingers brushing a small, sheathed item on her person. She hears the quiet mutter. (Her own face briefly scrunches into an expression of concern. Who’s eyes? Cold eyes? What?)

Her worried look fades into into a pleased smile at the child’s bewilderment. Raven rises to her paws and arches her back in a languid stretch.

“Both,” she answers while strolling toward her. The cat purrs and butts her head against Adriannu’s thigh, flopping onto her side as she does so.

“I have a feeling you’re in trouble. Ah! Don’t answer; lemme guess. Magic clay bauble? Mysterious message? Spooky sorceress? Does any of that ring a bell?”

((Sorry; wasn’t totally sure. Lisa’s played as being somewhere between 19 and 21, so ‘her age or younger’ felt like a safe bet.))

Lisa freezes, her entire body still except for her bright yellow eyes. They dart to the left, then to the right. Then they settle on the stranger and blink twice. Now that she faces her, and Liz sees that she too is at least slightly nervous, Evelyn becomes a lot less frightening.


The chimera had been crouched before. Now she rises to her full height, not meaning to intimidate the other woman but perhaps doing so anyways by way of being six feet tall.

Then she begins to speak. Her nerve-wracked tone of voice probably wipes away any notion that she might be dangerous. “I’m sorry- there’s not, uh...normally other people on this-this hill.” She snaps her fingers and points toward the edge of the woods in an odd gesture. “I don’t want any trouble, so...I’ll just go.”

Dashing maniacally through the gate, the pair of Vynym only hear the beginning of the captain's message, or at least that's all that registers. In truth, their panicked states were incredibly unlikely to stop anywhere nearby for nearly any reason, and a map was inclusive of that.

The loud screeching noise stab into their ears loudly, and reaching up to cover them, Vee accidently drops the shard still in their hand, tossing it in their pained panic to blot out the sound of....whatever that thing was calling behind them. With taught vae wings unmoving, Vee turns about and looks for the shard, spying it nearby and quickly buzzing off a vae to grab the small thing. They didn't wait for the small critter, taking off with an only slowing Kae quickly and letting it catch up. After all, the tiny vae could fly much faster than a Vynym could run anyway.

It was at the other end of the walled in area the ground shook, and with it Kae stumbled and fell on their face. They scrambled to get back up but not before Vee, who was coming up behind them dropped to pick them up.

"Fast! Fast!" they shouted, nearly dragging Kae off into the distance. There would be no looking back, slowing down, or stopping. Not for a long time, and certainly not before the sounds of the devil creature who broke from their own forest and the ensuing combat had been completely squelched. That is, of course, unless they came across something they identified as worse.

((It's okay.)) "Well, it's fine. I was just resting here anyways. You don't have to go. I don't mind you staying." In truth, she was glad she was finally talking to someone. She had been staying alone in her home for years now. She touches her snowflake hairpiece to make sure it's still firmly there. "I'm glad we met though. I'm Evelyn by the way." She puts her hand out for a handshake.

“Fine, fine.” Disoriented and irritated by the mana-lash, he fumbles to grab his shard’s chain and slip off his neck. Eyes shut, he thrusts it toward Victi. “Here.”

"Perfect," she says as she takes it and resumes staring at it.

After a minute or two, she looks up and blinks a few times, before turning to Drake. "All but one of the other shards are within a hundred kilometres," she says, seeming mildly shocked, "And there are three of them in a cluster, and another three only slightly more dispersed..... then the penultimate one is... well.... I think it might be in this building!"

She smiles maliciously. "This might be easier than I thought! We can leave the one here alone for now, I can track that later, but who knows how long those three will stayed clustered for! This will be hilarious!" She exclaims with a laugh.

As the sounds of the inn return, the door seems to go back to normal and she hurtles out of it, laughing like a hyperactive schoolgirl. Her body takes on a more quadrupedal appearance, and she bounds down the stairs, shard between her teeth.

Charlotte and Yuna have finally made it on the road after buying some food from the local market. The beautiful countryside was a nice distraction from the current events they were places in.

Yuna was walking with the map while Charlotte walked beside her admiring the vegetation. From the distance, she could see a large crop field and farmers tending to their future harvest.

"Looks like it's gonna be a few days before we get to the next resting spot." Yuna declared while looking at the map.

"Alright, who is going to do the cooking tonight?" Charlotte asked.

"Hmm... I can make some cabbage stew!" Yuna cheered.

Charlotte shuttered, "cabbage soup?"

Yuna raised an eyebrow at Charlotte's reaction, "what's wrong with my cabbage soup?"

"I-I did not say anything about your cabbage soup!" Charlotte panicked.

The two continued their silly conversation as the walked down the road.

He heard an obnoxious noise moving down the stairs, and couldn't help but to investigate. What the hell could've made that loud noise?

His slowly fading headache prevents him from understanding the specifics of her ramble but Drake gets the gist of it. He turns to her with a forced half-smile.

"Ah, that's sort of con- wait, where the hell are you going!?" He gawks at the swung-open door as the cackling vixen charges down the stairs like a wild animal.

He chases her out of the room and through the inn, ignoring startled gasps and cries of fear. Although not going quadruped, he half-morphs to run faster; no fully-human body will be able to keep up with her.

Lisa studies the outstretched hand the same way she might a brightly-colored insect: interesting, but potentially deadly to touch. Nonetheless, she reaches out to take it and accepts with a timid grip. Her hands tremble, not so much from fear at this point but more from exhaustion. She hadn't realized how tired she is until now. Up close, her pale face, shadowed eyes, and bedraggled hair betray the stress she's been abruptly tossed under. Not only has she accidentally discovered a dangerous magical artifact, but a sorceress from the stars is coming to kill her to take it and, worst of all, she let her loud-mouthed cat go missing.

None of this she explains to Evelyn. The less a stranger knows about her problems, the better. Instead, she forces herself to smile in a cold, professional way she's been practicing for a long time. "Lisa, a pleasure to meet you." She releases the other woman's hand and steps back. The idea of sitting and talking to someone actually is tempting, but she does have a Raven to find and a shard to throw into the ocean, or something along those lines.

Besides, this could all be a trap. Her eyes dart up and down the hillside, desperately searching for any hint that confirms the theory. Finding none, she relaxes just a little more.

This is her favorite hillside, stranger or no. And if Raven is in danger- she looks down at her hands, which still shake -what help can she be in this state? Lisa doubts she could go home and sleep, but this might work almost as well.

"I...I suppose I can stay and talk, for only a few minutes."

Barring any significant interruption, Victi will continue to run in quadruped form out of the inn and off down the street. She'll only stop once she reaches a the stable where she'd convinced someone to keep an eye on her Shriker.

She smiled at her. "Why don't we walk and talk? I want to avoid any potential danger if that's fine with you." Her smile gets a bit more awkward. She awkwardly scratches the back of her head. She touches her hairpiece again. She awkwardly laughed.

Lisa lets out an awkward laugh of her own. "Of course." Of course, potential danger might exist as long as you're near me.

She frowns at her own intrusive thought. If she wanted to or could hurt you, she likely would have tried by now.

This could be the trap part.

Shut it! Lisa lets both hands fall to her sides, one resting on her knife's sheath, and turns toward the woods. If they're going to walk and talk, she might as well multitask and look around for Raven. There are a few spots she hadn't managed to check yet. Granted, they're places that Raven never seems to go but she's starting to get desperate.

"Alright." She walked into the woods while watching Lisa behind her back. "So um, what're doing out here?" She felt both paranoid that this could be the sorceress and nervous because it had been a while since she's talked to someone. She sighed and smiled nervously at Lisa.

Neo would look at the note and nodded. He somewhat knew due to the arm glowing brighter, however he paided no mine to this at all."So Beowolf is all about punches and kicks. Lucifer is all about see on how much explosions. Cerberus is all about controlling the elements,so is Agni and Rudra,but their twin swords that talk a lot,but I don't mind. Alastor is basically a electric sword .However,these are the only weapons that chose you.The rest hasn't gotten use to yet"

Lisa falls back to walk next to Evelyn as they cross under the forest canopy, likewise preferring to keep an eye on her companion. She tries to keep the girl on her right-hand side, the side that holds a short, pale blade nestled in an old leather sheath.

She answers the question quickly with as vague but honest an answer she can think of. "I live out here."

"Your excuse?" She laughs and tries to pass her question off as a joke, but her eyes narrow in suspicion and her smile is cold and thin-lipped.

Once outside, Drake lunges forward and runs on all fours, relying on a pair of too-long, fur-covered arms and his digitigrade feet to keep Victi in his sights. The best word with which anyone could describe him in his present shape would be "werebeast." Not quite a man, but not quite the behemoth of a manticore-ish monster who'd fought Victi out in the forest.

Surprisingly, the crowded street doesn't pose much of a problem. People scream and get the heck out of the way as Victi bounds toward the edge of town. And they don't dare return to their routines until the shapeshifter in her wake is also long out of sight.

When Victi finally slows at the stable, Drake nearly barrels into her, but skids to a halt a foot away. He stands, panting, and dusts off his paws. The chimera shoots Victi the coldest glare he dares to muster.

"You crazy spawn of a-" he grits his teeth, cutting the insult before he says something vulgar. "I know we don't have a lot of time, but seriously?"