The Village (Accepting!)

[daices.]

OOC: Say this loner was a child of royalty of sorts and he came to the village to judge it's hospitality. Well let's say this dude is a royal spoiled pain in the butt and receives equally sound attitude in reply from the village inhabitants. For being humiliated in front of such peasants, the prince wants to get even with them by releasing some kind of trouble on the village.. (Hostile dragons?)

Derp. My brain is weird. Oh and I'm sorry if Martino managed to lose some of his gullible attitude, my characters have a way of weeding out of their personality. =A=

Martino Mouse

Martino was caught off guard when another human, or at least bearing human qualities, leaped seemingly out of nowhere just inches in front of him. Instinctively, the young mouse took a pace back from Adonai's stance. The atmosphere was grim with distrust, but inside Martino sparked with awareness and excitement. She had mentioned the village! He had to be close to his goal now! Why he couldn't be an hour away! With his brain registering the new piece of information, and overall shaking himself of the still wavering shocked sensation of the sudden presence of Adonai, Martino hesitated his reply.
“I've come..” He started softly, catching the swift liquid like movements of the readying bow and arrow, just feet ahead of him. Subconsciously, Martino reached for the hilt of his sword in reply to this new threat. He'd been around a group of village defenders while growing up, who knew a thing or two about archery, but even depending on the poor sight Martino could manage to see of Emiko, he could clearly make out her expertise in the lethal weaponry. Even though his confronter held a similar form of bow, he wasn't as captivated with her strange technique of displaying it. Though silently, he agreed never underestimate a warrior of any kind, specifically those who are right in front of him.
“I am known as Martino Mouse, son of Macadam Mouse the warrior. I am but a humble seeking traveler. I come in peace.”
His voice was reined with a new kind of determination, and striving with confidence, though his body remained tense and his senses aware of the arrow pin pointed right at him, and the same threating arc held by Adonai.

OOC: Those who die and or live for a good cause are respectfully titled as warriors.

rolf :'D Night wolf Adonai's reaction was priceless. I love that character. Bleh sorry if it sound awkward concerning Adonai's weapon, when I got done with the reply I forgot she had it. Dx /fail fail fail fail/ So I stuck it in there. eue;;;

XP it's ok, and thank you for the compliment. Everyone forgets something once in a while. :3 speaking of which, is Martino just a giant mouse [sorry if that seems rude] or a half mouse? Because he seems to have aposable thumbs and other human features.))
B.T.W if you think my username is too cumbersome, you may call me Wolfe. Almost everybody does. XD))

Adonai glanced at him, quite indifferently, and maybe -you know, just a little- cold. "I know not of such a person, or rodent, or whatever race your family is. Elaborate." Even though Adonai was quite polite, her tone offered no variation or argument. Quicker than humanely possible -then again, she, of course, was not human- darted forward, grabbed the sword, and in one swift movement, pulled it out of it's sheath with a small swish and a click and thrust it into the dry earth like it was made of butter; and melting butter at that. Adonai frowned slightly, the only emotion besides suspicion erupting on her ice cold expression. Voice tinged with frost, Adonai continued. "I do not tolerate weapons drawn around this village. I do not tolerate rule breakers either.If you do not control your weapon drawing, I will not allow you to enter. Understood?" It did not seem like a question. Stepping closer with fluid motions, she crouched closer. "Understood?" even though she had not risen her voice and had not changed her expression, the way she spoke it spoke volumes about what she could do. It wasn't that Adonai liked threatening people. She was just... Indifferent. And with a zero-tolerance for rodents, apparently.

Sorry no fancy posts today; on an IPhone. ;3))
Oh, and has anyone ever read The Immortal Rules by Julie Kagawa? If you have, Kanin is the person I'm trying to model Adonai's personality after. ))

[broker]

OOC: He's just a giant mouse with opposable thumbs. xDD Nothing much else to say.


^^^^ Similar to the above. Standing at 4'6.

Hehe so I'm not the only one who was basing off of another character? Martino was inspired by Redwall (A book by Brain Jacques) Particularly Martin and Matthais.

Martino Mouse

"Understood Ma'am." Martino replied with as much authority in his tone he could manage against Adonai's intimating voice. Her distrusting and protective attitude gave the mouse an impression that this village was a targeted location for thieves and other unwelcoming company. Which, puzzled Martino to say in the least, the idea was going against his vision of a peaceful and accepting community, and the reality of even finding the village was a task in itself. The mouse quickly discarded the notion, he will trust and follow his dreams instructions, no matter. His beady black eyes flickered from eye contact between Adonai to his sword now position up right in the earth, it's lethal sharp blade shimmering delicately in the sun ray peeking through the clusters of leaves above. It had slain no creature, but many warnings were given towards pity thief's and threating scum. It gave Martino an exposed insecure atmosphere without his trusted weapon, and wanted nothing else to have make upon his belt once again. His ears twitched and gaze fell upon the two he had discovered earlier. He was a bit at ease to see that the others were making proper introductions, as he sent a small but definite nod towards the boy Xander.

[MajorK]

((Ah, Martino actually reminded me of Reepicheep from Narnia when I first read through his form. I have no idea why I didn't think of Redwall. And...I don't really want to admit this, but I think my love for Cardassians may show up in Pax's character. A lot. I kinda based her off of them. Just a little. xD))

Pax followed Lizza as closely as a shadow, somewhat relieved at the fact that she had not simply been "hearing things". She had never been able to decided which was worse, being unable to pick up on something dangerous, or bringing attention to something that didn't even exist. Indeed, as the two came closer to the origin of the noise, it became clear that it was a voice. Multiple voices, actually. One was instantly familiar, a bit intimidating, very commanding, somewhat cold. Adonai? Pax had learned to recognize the angel's voice, there were not many other members of the Village like Adonai. But that other voice was something different. Despite the possible danger, Pax's curiosity was aroused by this new sound. It had a rather thick accent. She knew what an accent was, of course, although she had not actually had many chances to observe one that was different from her own, so she really couldn't guess the birthplace of the speaker. Japan, perhaps? Pax had read a description of a Japanese accent once, and she'd imagined it as something like that...

And suddenly the shade of the forest ended, as they reached the river. Pax yanked the brim of her hat over her eyes, more surprised by the sudden change in the level of light than the actual light itself, but then realized that the position of the hat looked strange, and threw it onto the ground in frustration. Squinting, she surveyed the scene before her. She instantly knew the nine-tailed fox, Emiko, although she hadn't actually seen this particular human form before. However, she found that she couldn't remember the name of the young gray-haired man. And then of course there was Adonai, who appeared to be giving quite a lecture to... a mouse? A mouse shifter? Or perhaps it was something even stranger... a Japanese?

It was this thought that caused Pax to pick up the hat, walk over to where the rodent and the angel stood, her brow furrowed in that same look of determination once again, and break the silence by asking a simple question. "You're Japanese, aren't you?" and then after a moment, she added "Oh, yes, I know about you."

[CJClaire]

Lizza walked forward, stopping momentarily when the voices became more clear. She could also hear the river in the background, and it took her only a little while to figure out where exactly they were at. Lizza watched as Pax walked forward, the blonde girl staying behind for a few seconds, looking at everyone. Then she walked forward as well and smiled lightly at everyone who she knew. The girl just looked at the others silently for a moment before speaking. "Hello." She said, pushing her hair back from her face and brushing her dress quickly. Romanov had told her before to always look presentable around others, especially strangers. So she was going to keep to that precept. "What brings you all here?" She asked curiously, finding it a rather odd place to gather in.

[Inuyasha Fan!]

(Anybody wanna rp with Sam/Aurora? I'm super tired right now but i'm good.)

[Methalis]

Emiko stood up, testing the string on the bow. Deciding that it was good, she turned to the group of people. "Well... I am going hunting, I wish you all good luck." She said before turning and walking off.

(Sorry it's so short, I had no idea what to write.)

[broker]

OOC: Haha no matter, everyone's characters are strong, and very well done. It's been too long since I've been around a roleplaying community that could provide that. <3 Then again, I haven't been roleplaying lately. Bleh careful, my writing is mush right now.

Martino Mouse

The mouse examined the peculiar figure that approached him. She seemed to have a reptilian complexion combined with humanoid profile. His black eyes wavered almost timidly, as he suppressed a shudder. Something about reptiles didn't agree with his conscience, particularity snakes. Martino's attention focused carefully on Pax's exchange. Puzzled, he hesitated his reply, was she inquiring his origin? Had they met?
“I..”
Martino began awkwardly, fiddling with his paws meekly before he was saved by another new face. She had an air of innocence about her, however, Martino reasoned that was because of her young age. The mouse couldn't hold back a smile.
“Greetings young one.. I am but a simple traveler looking for a village someone.. direct me to..”
“You may call me Marty..”

[daices.]

Adonai glanced at Martino once more. "Your name and ethnicity, or at least where you were born, please." Adonai bet it shocked most everyone that she had even used a please, but Adonai had proper etiquette, unlike most peopl thought. "If everything adds up I will allow you to proceed and get your weapon back." She glanced at the shimmering silver blade resting in the soil. "But you may not draw it inside the village. It tends to make a few humans... panic, so to speak." Staring at Martino mouse once more, she tried to decipher the accent. "Yes, you do sound like you have a bit of a japanese accent. Perhaps born there?" Sighing a moment after, Adonai moved onto a next question, this time directed to Pax, without waiting for an answer from martino. "Why and how do you know this rodent? If he is a rougue..." Her eyes narrowed almost impercebtibly, but enough.

[CJClaire]

Lizza smiled at Marty, and then looked at Adonai with a slight frown, thinking that it was a bit rude to demand answers from someone in the woods. He didn't look to be harmful at the moment, but maybe Adonai had seen something that Lizza hadn't. The girl decided to disregard it for now, she trusted Adonai. Then looking back at Marty, she smiled once again. "I'm Lizza. It's a pleasure to meet you, Marty." She said, giving a slight curtsy. "You are looking for a village?" She asked, wondering if he had been sent there by someone. "You must know that the nearest settlement is a few day's trek away?" Pausing, Lizza watched Marty for a moment before continuing. She felt that to be out here, and met by so many people, he must have been looking for the village. That meant someone had sent him. Plus, he didn't seem bad in anyway. "Unless, of course, you are searching for a different kind of village?"

[Methalis]

Emiko didn't have to go far before she met a small little herd of deer grazing in a bright, sunlit clearing. She stopped beneath the hanging branches of a willow, watching the graceful animals eat. After a few minutes of this she silently slipped an arrow out of her bag and aimed the bow at one of the older, weaker deer. It was pointless if she took down a good, strong and young deer. The young ones could grow and reproduce,making more Deer. The older ones meat tasted just the same and the skin was just as good for trading or selling, Emiko was not picky. She let the arrow fly, watching as it pierced the neck of the deer, instantly killing it. The others paid no mind, quickly running off out of fear for being next. Emiko waited until they were all gone before stepping out and crouching down next to her deer.