[eltonn]

prompt #3- Aɴ ᴜɴᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ғᴏʀɢᴇᴛғᴜʟ ᴍɪsʜᴀᴘ ʜᴀs ᴏᴄᴄᴜʀʀᴇᴅ.
using: mike the bard, gale the 'mage' and adelaide the warrior. my entire team.
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"Yeah, I kinda... forgot it." Gale chuckled nervously, drawing her paws up to her chest.

Adelaide's jaw dropped. "How could you forget that? That's, like, the most important part of your entire inventory!"

Mike just watched. It was normal for Mike to just watch these interactions. After all, watching and retelling was his job.

Gale shrugged. "I just did." Adelaide groaned.

The item in question, of course, was Gale's gold armband. It had a ruby in the center, and... well, that ruby was imbued with magic, and allowed Gale to use her abilities. "I... kindof never had it in the first place."

"...what?" Adelaide's face contorted. If there was one thing the female hated, it was being lied to. "So you aren't a mage! You're just a useless peasant girl, enamored by the lives of heros and thinking you can do it yourself! You! Did you lie to me, too? You aren't a bard, are you? You're probably a sheepherder!" Adelaide spun away from the flinching Gale, directing her attention now to the quiet bard.

Mike blinked slowly. "I can assure you, I am a bard." Adelaide huffed, pacing in a circle and then dropping herself onto a fallen log. She stared at the pile of sticks, which Gale was supposed to set on fire so they wouldn't freeze that night. But now... now it's obvious that Gale was nothing more than a starstruck citizen.

Minutes passed, and no one said a word. Mike looked between the two females in his party, a thought striking him. The male opened his mouth and began to sing. He sang of adventurers in ages past, monsters falling at their paws. He sang of failed missions, and successful quests. He sang of lost loves and found ones. And he sang of home. Tears sprung into Gale's eyes. The female got up from her seat, then knelt next to the pile of twigs and wood. She began to rub the sticks together, listening to Mike's song all the while. It took almost twenty minutes, but a spark finally ignited the pile. Gale stood up, cheering. Mike ended his song. Adelaide got up, placing a paw on Gale's shoulder. "I'm sorry."

[found.]

Prompt 3
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kalons being used;;
Ryean
Adeline

username;; ❤ Rosette ❤

The sky could hardly be seen through the dense foliage of the forest, though small glimpses of it might be caught while walking through a particularly thin patch of woodland. It had turned steadily from a lovely, robins-egg blue into a stunning array of pastel shades. Lavender and peachy pink, lemony orange and light blue. The weather, thankfully, was clear.

But, alas! What danger the dusk brought. Not in and of itself, perhaps, but what came after it.
The sun was lowering in the sky, and thus, Night was approaching.

Ryean was made rather distressed by what he could glean regarding time. The forest was dim on its own, with the canopy blocking out most sunlight, but it was becoming increasingly darker with each passing moment. Finally, after long minutes of trekking alongside his friend and worrying to himself, Ryean made his concerns audible.

"Adeline!" came a frightened, wavering voice. "It's almost nighttime, shouldn't we begin making a camp? It's getting dark and, no doubt, becoming much colder. I doubt I could stand much more of this-"

Adeline silenced him with a wave of her hand. She halted for a moment, studying her surroundings, and gave an unhappy grunt. "Not the best area for much of anything, Ryean," she said, biting her lip in thought. "Do you really think it's the best place to settle for the night?"

It was a dull and sloping area of the forest, a bit hilly, with thick swathes of bracken and thorns wrapping maliciously around the trunks of large trees. No, seeking refuge here would be foolish.

Ryean considered this for a moment, flustered, and gave a wave of his hands. "Obviously not. But it's better than nothing, and I don't feel as if it's any safer to keep walking. We should get settled in now, while there's still some light, and get prepared for the dark hours ahead of us." He glanced at her, desperate.

Finally, Adeline relented, and the duo soon found themselves knee-deep in thorns, wading through a painful sea of bramble. Several paces in front of them was a small clearing in the mess, where they would establish their camp for the evening. While making their way over there, though, Ryean came to the sudden realization that they were lacking in something very important: sleeping bags.

"You're kidding me!" Adeline screeched when Ryean had informed her. "We're going to freeze to death, Ryean."

Ryean winced, tears welling in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Adeline." After a moment of painful silence, he added fearfully: "Are we really going to die?"

She shook her head solemnly in reply. "Not if I can do anything about it-look," she paused briefly, gesturing at a bit of leaf litter lining the clearing. "That should work just fine for insulation. Get at many dried leaves as you possibly can, nothing wet, okay?"
Ryean, not wanting to seem cowardly, swelled his chest and got to work, desperately snatching up any dried foliage he could locate.

We're going to be fine, he thought confidently to himself. Just a little bump in the road.
But no amount of reassurance could dampen the anxiety coursing through his limbs. He trembled, not really from the cold, but with fear.

[uηsρεcifiεd ¢ryҏtiɗ]

Prompt #3

Featuring Citlali, Artemis, and Lulo

[credit]

Prompt Three
Featuring ;;Link and Sunset

The two had been walking for what seemed like hours in complete and utter silence. Fatigue had draped itself over the pair as they continued to walk. The morning star slowly began its retreat to the other side, while the moon began to take its rightful position within the sky.
Link, of course, led the way to Kalokari with Sunset following close behind, slowly becoming a nervous wreck. “H-How long do you think it will take to get there? I-I mean it’s no rush! But I was just curious, and we’re out in the wilderness, and there could be things that could possibly eat us…” Sunset said as he continued to ramble on about his fears of the wood. Link held his temple as he lowered his ears. “I’d be able to answer you if only I could hear myself THINK” Link screamed, shutting Sunset up immediately. After a few more moments of silence, Link finally spoke up once again. “We’ll stop here for a moment, to regain our strength…and by the looks of it, you’ll need it” It didn’t take long for Sunset to recognize the insult, “H-Hey!!” he said as he took a seat on the ground. “Yes, I must admit I’m not the buffest or the toughest guy out there, but I can put up a good fight!”
Link looked down upon him with a quick scoff and an eye roll, “I’d like to see you try and fight with those skinny forearms of yours. I don’t even think you’d last 5 minutes.” Sunset’s cheeks started to turn a reddish color as his pressed up his glasses. “I could if I wished to do so…” Once again Link rolled his eyes. “You know, Kalokari isn’t exactly the most welcoming of places, what skill exactly do you special in?”
Sunset gave Link a blank stare. “W-Well I did do some archery back in high school…” Link’s eyes sparkled just a bit as he leaned in, showing interest. “Archery eh? Care to show me some of your skill?” he asked. Sunset gave a nervous giggle, looking towards the left desperately looking for an answer, alas, there was none to be found. “I don’t exactly have a bow and arrow on me at the moment…” Once again, Link gave off a sigh of disappointment. “I guess we’ll have to stop here for the night and change direction. You can’t exactly go into Kalokari unarmed, they’d rip someone like you to pieces in an instant.”
Sunset crossed his arms and pouted, rather offended by Link’s remark. The blonde rose to his feet and started pulling out suitable materials to make a somewhat decent camp. Sunset help where he could and put out the fire. Link crawled into his makeshift cot and yawned rather loudly, slowly drifting off into a deep slumber.

[cocoa]

Prompt 3

As Ulyana looked through her bag, she searched for her rolls of bandages for Ragiel, who was still injured after his impulsive expedition to gather additional weapons for their party. She knew Ragiel would get injured further - raised as a bandit, he fought in close combat situtations. Sen, as a potionmaker, assisted Ragiel - but it was Ulyanas job to keep both of them healthy. (that wasn't all she did, either. She was a bit of an information broker, and had a good face for infiltration). But regardless, a good supply of bandages was critical to her role on the team. And, well, she couldn't find them.

..it was just about time to start panicking. Ulyana knew she could be forgetful - but Sen had been there to check her off on her list. Ulyana squeezed her eyes shut and remembered - it must have been when she first applied the bandages to Ragiel back home, before they left. It was clear now - she had left the bandages out rather than returning them to her bag.

"Ulyana, are you alright?" Sen asked from below her - he was half her size, but his gentle glow caught her attention easily. He wore a reassuring smile, the stars under his eyes crinkling.

"Ah.. No. The bandages aren't here." Sen kept his smile, but Ulyana could just see the sweat beginning to bead on his brow as he internally combusted. They both knew just how critical that was for Ragiel's sake.

Sen took a steadying breath. He was kind like that - kept calm even if he was panicking so others wouldn't. "Is there any replacement you could use..?" Ulyana blinked, surprised at the suggestion. She had been in the middle of worrying that they were too far from town to make an easy trip to buy bandages. Clothes would be risky, considering how they could be dirty and infect a wound.

But that. That was survival. Ulyana was no untrained healer - she knew, should have known from the start, that there are all sorts of plants that could act as a replacement for bandages. In fact, she knew of a perfect plant in this area that had a similar texture and worked the same as basic cloth bandages. Her smile brimmed, tears coming to her eyes at small Sen's calm ingenuity. "Sen!" She exclaimed, pulling the small Kalon into a one armed hug. "You are amazing! I can't believe I didn't think of that! I'll head out and collect it right away - stay and watch over Ragiel, okay? I'll bring a dagger with me, so no need to worry."

Sen nodded, his blonde hair brushing her tan fur. "Of course. Be safe."

"I will!"

[ryuunosuke]

PROMPT 3 - Aɴ ᴜɴᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ғᴏʀɢᴇᴛғᴜʟ ᴍɪsʜᴀᴘ ʜᴀs ᴏᴄᴄᴜʀʀᴇᴅ.
━━━━━ because, obviously, only a hat, bandanna, and wits would get lorde so far.

It seemed like a good idea at first. To bravely put on a dusty hat, to tie a worn bandanna around his neck, and then say "sayonara" to the books and plates cluttering his small RV home. Except here he was - shivering, grumbling, and complaining about everything that had led up to Lorde's current situation. Here he was, curled up into a small dust-colored lump of Kalon, not even a single s'more to be smelled or a flicker of a gas lamp. Yep, even though he looked so cool, so handsome, so rugged... He'd rather be clad in a neon puffy jacket with his doting mother worrying over him and bringing rice, forcing him to swallow down ginger "because it's good for you".

"...Gosh darn it. I'll be a Kalon popsicle by the time the night is over." No one to laugh at his joke - he was graced with the chirping crickets' response. "...A Kalonsicle. I think I could sell those for good money," he continued to no one but the stars.

And at that moment, Lorde decided that the "adventurebound", "wanderlust", and "rugged aesthetic" he had seen on social media, written in calligraphy and accompanied with images of Kalons having fun in nature was complete and absolute baloney.

[LostInTheEcho]

Day Three
Writing Prompt
Username: LostInTheEcho

Party
- Floor -

When early evening came, Floor was exhausted. Firstly because of the mad sprint at the start of the day and secondly bacause he was carrying a truckload of stuff in his backpack and he had been neglecting to train. There were far more important things to do, like counting leaves on a plant. A big plant. This is why he declared it evening and campmaking time when it was in all actuallity still afternoon.

He started with unfastening the tent from the front of the backpack and began to assemble it. It was when he was almost done that he noticed that something was missing. Namely the tent pegs. Not worried at first, Floor searched through the tent bag once more which left him with nothing. Then he checked the side pockets. Nothing. Beginning to fret slightly he decided to rummage through the entire backpack which gave him the same result. The tent pegs were unmistakedly missing.

Crestfallen over his unluck, he had already forgotten two important things, first the map and now the pegs, Floor sadly sat on the ground in front of his half finished tent, not in the mood to do anything anymore. Allowing himself to sulk for a while, he sits there, doing nothing more than ripping halfheartedly at the grass. Deciding that he had wasted enough time he stood up, brushed himself of and walked with feigned confidence out in the forest to find some sturdy sticks to use as replacements.

Wandering rather aimlessly around the camp ended up yielding a handfull of sticks that could be used as pegs after some sharpening with his knife. It was not ideal but would work just as well. Hopefully. Camp was done when it had actually become evening. Floor sipped his newly made herbal tea and felt proud of himself.

[303]

[Flowerlily]

PROMPT 3
Aɴ ᴜɴᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴛꜰᴜʟ ᴍɪsʜᴀᴘ ʜᴀs ᴏᴄᴄᴜʀʀᴇᴅ.

❝Oh dear. Looks like even with thorough prep, your hero wasn't thorough enough.
They've forgotten something they need to make camp tonight.
How do they make do or improvise?"❞

Flowerlily135


Marilee, Eda Cassidy, and Fauna seemed to have forgotten a tent and had to use Fauna's dress!

[Kyo]

Username;;
Kyo.

Kalons being used;;
Aquilo & Audun

Prompt response;;
“To have forgotten something of such importance…” Audun said sourly, laying out the bedding as the duo prepared for the night. It had been a long and upsetting day. Twice they’d found themselves lost and their snippy attitudes with each other where not helping lighten the tense mood between them. It seemed they’d done little but argue and it was wearing on both of them now that it was time to sleep.
“I told you already, you’re the one who supposedly backed everything,” Aquilo griped back, facing away from Audun as he poked at the fire,” It’s not like it’s even a necessary accessory. Pillows are a luxury to some you know. Just fold up some cloth and place it under your head.”
“You know I can’t sleep like that, I’ll get a headache.”
“Well then don’t sleep then and be stubborn instead. But don’t drag me down tomorrow when you can’t keep one foot in front of the other,” he snapped back, flashing a glare at his husband from over his shoulder. Audun looked furious but tired, so instead of replying he simply tossed a blanket over his head and sank into the quilt’s he’d laid out. Aquilo watched him squirm around, trying to get comfortable no doubt, before he sighed and turned his sight back to the fire.
It was difficult to spend so much time with one person and not experience the occasional argument, but it seemed impossible for them to stop fighting at this point. Bickering was a part of every relationship but Aquilo sometimes worried their snappy remarks might one day be the ruin of their marriage. Not that he was holding his breath awaiting a divorce, but it scared him sometimes to think that one day he might loose the right to call Audun his husband.
Reflecting on it now he peered back over at Audun’s form, curled up tightly in the blankets but obviously not asleep. Quietly he slipped away from the fire and stripped from his armor, sliding under the covers with Audun. He was still tense from arguing and obviously avoiding Aquilo, going as far as to inch away from him, but Aquilo was use to the childish behavior and instead draped his arm over Audun’s waist and tugged him closer.
“If I let you use my arm as a pillow, will you face me?” he asked, reaching out to brush the strands of hair away from Audun’s neck. He was silent as first, still angry, but eventually mumbled out,” Your arm is to boney to be of use to me.”
“My chest then? You can’t argue with me there, I know you like sleeping on me.”
“Who would want to sleep on those rocky abs of yours?”
“You, apparently.”
Audun snorted, finally rolling over,” It’s you that likes the weight of me settled on you, don’t lie to yourself.”
“Indulge me then,” Aquilo urged, pulling Audun up onto his stomach and maneuvering him until his head laid across Aquilo’s chest,”This way we both get what we desire.”
“Mmm,” Audun hummed, closing his eyes and nuzzling closer with a sigh. He let himself go limp across Aquilo’s form, relaxing as a safe feeling surged through him when he felt Aquilo wrap his arms protectively around him. They laid in silence for awhile, enjoying the mix of heat and comfort between them. It was a silent forgiveness for their awful treatment to each other all day, their own wordless way of healing each others insecurities concerning their love for one another.
And just like that, they fell into a deep, peaceful sleep.

[gone----]

Prompt 3:
Roster, jae-sung | 174 words

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A sour expression falls onto Jae-Sung's face as he realizes he forgot parts of his tent- the poles used to hold the tent up and together during the night. And now, rather than having a tent, he would have something more akin to a sleeping bag than anything else. And although that was better than nothing, Jae-Sung wasn't particularly settled for it. Instead, he began to search for branches and twigs and sticks that could fit into the shape of the poles he was missing.

He sighs quietly as the majority of the sticks for too long, too short, too wide, too thin, broke when bent, etc. And so, rather than looking for more sticks, the male grabbed the thicker piece and pulled out his knife to shave away the rest. It took quite a bit of work, but in the end, and with a bit of water to make the wood flexible (soaked more like), Jae-Sung was able to get the fit he needed for the tent.

Except.. now he had a splinter.