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Private Trust makes way for treachery

Discussion in 'Misty Hollow' started by Chise Hatori, Dec 23, 2017.

  1. Chise Hatori

    Chise Hatori The Ancient Magus' Bride

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    Gender:
    Female
    Occupation:
    Council Secretary
    Location:
    Silverwood
    Race:
    Human/Sleigh Beggy
    Age:
    16
    Alignment:
    Neutral Good
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    @Aaron
    December 20th
    Getting a job was important if Chise wanted to be able to buy things for herself or even for others. Unlike at home, Elias and Silky weren't dealing with everything and letting her just enjoy the luxuries without having to do anything herself, she had to do some work herself. Luckily, she could get a job as a secretary for the Misty Hollow council, a job that was more important than she would really want to do, but wasn't as stressful as she thought it would be.

    This meant that she now went to Misty Hollow regularly and she made a point to stay inside the barrier at all times so as to not get attacked by any harmful creatures lurking outside. However, while she was walking through town she suddenly began hearing a faint, pained voice coming from outside the barrier.

    "H-Help... Help me..."

    Those words made Chise's eyes widen as she realized that she might have once again stumbled upon someone in danger. She looked outside the barrier and saw the sillhouette of a woman in the fog. She couldn't tell how hurt that person was from her position, but just from the way she was lying down Chise knew that she must have been in a bad state.

    She hesistated, debating if she really should leave the barrier and endanger herself and the person she wanted to help. But at the same time there was no one around for her to ask for help and if she didn't do anything, surely that person would die. After staring at the scene for a couple of minutes, Chise took a deep breath and her eyes flared with determination as she took off, running out of the barrier and towards the fallen woman, hoping to get her to safety as soon as she could.
     
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  2. Aaron

    Aaron The Walking Dead

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    Human
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    Everything about the scene he witnessed was urgent. Aaron had come upon it just after the red-haired girl had raced outside of the barrier, and Aaron couldn't help but stop, barely even hesitating when his gaze took in the scene. It was a scene shrouded in fog a distance from where he stood, but it was telling enough even from back there. Somebody was in danger, somebody was helping them, and they were on the outside of the barrier.

    With no patrols to be found, perhaps they were on the other side of town, Aaron couldn't stop himself from jumping into action, closing the distance between himself and the two of them as quickly as he possibly could.

    Eventually, he was dropping to the injured woman's side and pulling her right arm over his shoulder. "Ready? On three," he said, his light eyes flicking over to meet those of the younger girl's with the expectancy that she would have her other arm. "Three," he said and suddenly, he was helping to pull the poor woman onto her feet again.

     
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  3. Chise Hatori

    Chise Hatori The Ancient Magus' Bride

    Posts:
    183
    Gender:
    Female
    Occupation:
    Council Secretary
    Location:
    Silverwood
    Race:
    Human/Sleigh Beggy
    Age:
    16
    Alignment:
    Neutral Good
    Directory:
    link
    A man appeared to help, much to Chise's suprise. She only noticed him as she had stopped in front of the fallen woman, but he looked like he wanted to help as well which, now that she thought about it, Chise really didn't think much of how she was going to get the woman out of there. The man took action quickly, asking Chise if she was ready. It took her a moment to get what his intent was, but once she did, she quietly followed his lead.

    Once they had gotten the lady on her feet again, Chise noticed something odd. The woman... wasn't injured at all, she actually seemed almost completely spotless. Was she not hurt, and instead was suffering from some other kind of problem?

    "Oh, thank you." The woman expressed her gratitude with a very calm, sweet voice. "I thought only the dear child would come, but it seems she brought along someone else."

    "Dear child". As soon as Chise heard that she stepped back and the woman noticed it, the smile that was on her face slowly growing more wicked. Soon a dark purple aura began surrounding the woman until she was completely covered in it. Her form began changing and then Chise and the man were face to face with a giant fox demon. It had very sharp teeth and deep black eyes, the fur on it was purple, except for the the bottom of the legs and the end of its two tails, which had a more blood red color to them. Standing on four legs, it was about as tall as the man that came along with Chise.

    It suddenly pounced on Chise, pining her to the ground and stared at her wide open eyes. She was holding her breath, unsure of what she could even do against a creature like that. She didn't look scared, exactly, but she was definitely shocked by this turn of events.

    "Don't worry, child, your power is going to be in good hands once I'm done." The fox demon did what Chise could only see as a mockery disguised as an attempt of comfort, letting out a malicious giggle.
     
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  4. Aaron

    Aaron The Walking Dead

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    Gender:
    Male
    Location:
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    Human
    Age:
    34
    Alignment:
    Lawful Good
    Directory:
    link

    [​IMG]
    Things went to hell quickly, which was impressive since Aaron would have argued in this particular instance that they’d already gone to hell for this poor woman. In the end, though, she wasn’t who either of them thought she was. Not that they knew her, but at the very least, they had seen her as a victim and she was, in fact, far from it. First came the chance in tone, and next to change in form, something that Aaron was struggling to believe with his own eyes. It wasn’t his first time witnessing magic, but it hadn’t happened many times. Maybe he’d just been lucky. In the right place at the right time. Or the wrong place at the wrong time.

    The pair of them had both stepped away from the creature, which he could now easily see was some sort of giant fox, standing tall as he was on four legs. Aaron’s eyes were wide as he scrambled backward, nearly stumbling over himself. He’d never seen anything like it before and even as it pounced on the red-haired girl who had been trying to help, it was difficult for him to find the will to move.

    But he had to. He didn’t know what he could even do against this thing, but to not do anything at all was to condemn the girl to death. That wasn’t him. Simply put, it just wasn’t him. And so, he got to his feet, a shaking hand reaching for the gun he had tucked into his waistband. A product of paranoia, really, and something he wished he didn’t feel he had to carry around with him as often as he did.

    Right now, he could say he was glad for it.

    “Let her go,” he ground out, but despite those brave words, his eyes were wide and he looked alarmed. Afraid, even. “Or I’ll shoot.”