Murkwood Manor 》new thread!

[Nebelung]

Hickory
Harpy
Location- Forest
Tags- Trent / Chi


Was that pride? His face contorted into a snarl as her features resembled that of a human and she turned back to the other creature. Such disrespect! She was trying to get a rise out of him. His Talons squeezed the branch tighter, making it creak from the force.

But think of Holly.

He drew in a breath to ease his nerves and swiveled his head around towards the direction of the nest site. Once these two ... things left, he could make his return.

Holly
Harpy
Location- Forest
Tags- Open

Where was he? She had stood up and moved from her nest to a new perch a few branches away. Her head swiveled about as she searched for her brother's dark plumage against the green and yellow trees. But he wasn't there. He should be! He said he would be. She took off from her perch and hooked her talons around another one, higher up than before. Perhaps if she pulled herself up high enough, she could see him?

[nemesis.]

♛♛ Ｐｈｏｅｂｅ
⇢ 20 ⇢ Female ⇢ Demi-god ⇢ Guest ⇢ Blade Manipulation ⇢ Location: Forest ⇢ Tags: Open

Gently blowing her deep amber hair, the graceful wind pirouetted around Phoebe and the nearby trees, which have already started turning a rich salmon colour. The clouds casting a shadow on the forest that was rich with tangerine, crimson and caramel leaves. It was clear that Autumn was coming. She sighed. Her dress, made from the purest of silk, was just long enough to touch the sage grass. It barely blocked out the chilly temperature that was common in Fall, causing the female to shiver uncontrollably. A glimpse of movement caught the focus of Phoebe's chocolate eyes. Unsure if it was another guest of the manor or a creature that could inflict pain.

[Nebelung]

Holly
Harpy
Location- Forest
Tags- Phoebe

As she hoisted herself up higher and higher, the branches grew slimmer and weaker. So by the time she reached the highest branch she could, she relied on her wings to maintain enough balance so as not to snap the branch in half. It's... not like she's never done that before. As she peered over the impressive stretch of forest, her gaze briefly settled on the Manor once again. She couldn't help but feel curious about it... It was an impressively-sized building created by who knows what and situated practically in the middle of nowhere. It definitely didn't wish to be discovered, based on its location. And yet... here it was. What was it like inside? What lived there?

Her stomach grumbled and she shifted her weight to a lower, more sturdier branch as her wings grew weary. But as she closed her talons around its length, she picked up an unfamiliar presence. It ... wasn't harpy. So it couldn't be Hickory, or the Greaters. But uncertainty prickled at her gizzard. All this time, there could have been something nearby, and without a doubt it could have picked up the sound of her wings. She quickly pulled them tightly against her sides and looked around. Just how close was this creature? What was it? She couldn't fight back a quiet series of nervous clicks as she tilted her gaze downward and spotted a form moving along the ground.

[exempt]

━━━━ Aspen ━━━━
female | witch | portal crafting
mood; curious, irritated
location; outside
tagged; harley
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Aspen again looked over the other female as she spoke, her expression one of clear curiosity, but this quickly mixed with annoyance as Harley dismissed what she was saying simply with "you wouldn't understand." The witch moved over to the side wall of the manor, leaning her shoulder against it while still facing her combative companion. "I wouldn't? I doubt that it's really that complicated." she commented, lifting her shoulders in a shrug before continuing. "I mean, if others can't hurt you, that means you did it to yourself, right? Likely in the same fashion other aggressive individuals do." It was a quick assumption, but it was the only one that Aspen could think of. It wouldn't surprise her if Harley was one to get herself into fights, though those fights hardly seemed fair given her ability.

━━━━ Kolten ━━━━
male | werewolf | no powers
mood; tired, hungry
location; kitchen
tagged; terrence, raia
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The werewolf glanced back at the cook when he spoke again, clearly puzzled by Kolten's joke. It hadn't been his intention, but he put no effort into trying to explain it. When food was brought up once more, the failed joke seemed to instantly be forgotten. His eyes darted behind the man to the various floating utensils as they again mimicked the ghost's behavior, though this time he didn't comment on them. "No drink, thank you though." he replied, returning his attention to the ghost child. He'd never been one to enjoy the presence of children, though he could hardly complain that she was there. The two seemed to clearly know each other. The wolf fell into his usual, quiet demeanor, observing to two as he once more leaned his arms against the counter.

[kylo ren ,]

harley looked accusingly at aspen, then softened again. it was true. she was highty aggressive and did get into fights usually, but her knuckles were from her own sheer anger, punching walls, tables, tree barks and other hard objects that made her knuckles bleed or get bruised usually.
harley gave a sniff. "meh." she said simply, recalling her very own anger issues, which had not being treated for at least seven months ago. she had given up her medications and gave in into her wrathful self.
the black haired girl wondered if aspen could read minds or glimpse into her past.

[~Macmanus~]

~~~~~~~Raia~~~~~~Ghost~~~Tags: Terrence, Kolten~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Raia glanced between the two in the room, her bright eyes pausing to scan Kolten deeply, before Terrence spoke to her, distracting her. She paused for a moment, before slowly shaking her head and stepping through the wall and into the kitchen. Her hands tucked behind her brown pleated skirt.
"No sir." The little girl replied, her voice slightly whispy. Her head cocked slowly to one side, causing her dark brown curls to bob, and she gave a small, sweet smile, her eyes wide, "Well, not yet, anyway."

~~~~~~~Trent~~~~~~Bovitaur~~~~Tags: Hickory, Chi~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Trent, ma'am, my name is Trent." He responded, bending his back and lowering his head for a moment in a quick and polite greeting-bow. He took a slow step to her, his eyes focused on her, but his ears continued to twitch. There was something near, there still was, he knew. He was wary, it could have been a terrified prey animal, or a careful predator.
"And that would be lovely, thank you."

[nemesis.]

♛♛ Ｐｈｏｅｂｅ
⇢ 20 ⇢ Female ⇢ Demi-god ⇢ Guest ⇢ Blade Manipulation ⇢ Location: Forest ⇢ Tags: Holly

A previously eerie silence was broken by a muffled sound that originated from way up high in the amber leaves. Frozen,not in fear but curiosity, Phoebe stood fixed to the ground, whilst her mouth opened to produce a gentle yet thunderous voice ; "Reveal yourself, I inflict no harm to those who will agree to do the same." In the most unfortunate of circumstances, Phoebe should be able to defend herself with her newly acquitted power, which took her little time to master, however she only hoped for peace. But calamity was near, the taste of it lingered in the diaphanous Autumn breeze.

[Kurora]

Xen ψ 469 ψ Μale/Female ψ Trickster Demon ψ Negation ψ Location: ψ x ψ Tags:Devin

After a few minutes of giving his beloved companion a scratch, Xen decided to survey how the staff and others were doing, and see if anything else needed to be done or helped with. He started by circling the main hallways, and eventually worked hi sway to the main living room, often used as a common room by his guests. He went to one of the tables and rubbed his finger behind a decoration, testing it for dust. There was a very small amount, telling him it had been cleaned recently, much to his pleasure. As he smiled quietly to himself, he picked up on a presence.
Turning, he saw a newer guest, and gave a polite half bow to them. "Good afternoon, sir," he said, after rising from his bow. "May I be able to help you with anything?"

Chiyoko Mei ბ 140 ბ Female ბ Okuri Inu ბ No extra powers ბ Location: ბ x ბ Tags:Trent, Hickory

Her hearing caught the creak, and she almost smiled. It made a mistake. She almost grinned.
"Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Trent," she greeted and with a quick bow of her own, she introduced herself. "I am Chiyoko. If you will give me a moment become I take you." She lowered her voice to barely a whisper, hoping it would not hear. "I just need to make sure your safe on your travels, Mr. Trent. Its my nature, so please bear with me as I get this intruder to leave."
Again she turned to face the hidden creature, and letting her posture relax into a confident, alpha pose. She was used to being the ruler of the forest, not being watched, and it annoyed her. "You know, it is considered rude to spy and peep, Mr. or Mrs., especially with a okuri inu. So can you either show yourself or leave."

[Nebelung]

Hickory
Harpy
Location- Forest
Tags- Trent / Chiyoko

He couldn't. He couldn't leave. ...Especially with her around. He didn't trust her as far as he could throw her. ...Assuming he could even do that much. There was something about her that she wasn't letting the other - Trent as he learned - find out.

He shifted uncomfortably atop his perch. He was discovered. He knew that much. He couldn't hide. And he couldn't leave. He had no choice but to simply reveal himself.

So he did. He stooped forward and released his hold on the branch he had been squeezing so hard that when he eventually released it, it wheezed and bowed in half. Wings beating the air beneath him, Hickory lowered himself down from his perch to the ground, standing as tall as he could. His wings, no longer being used, rested at his sides, his primaries lightly brushing the forest floor. He looked from Chiyoko to Trent, then back again. "Hickory," he said shortly, and gave a quick bow. His feathers around his neck were puffed up slightly in alarm, but he did well not to show his fear. "I... live here. Alone." His voice was drawn out and airy, as one would suspect a bird-person's voice to sound. At any moment, his voice could have turned into a whistle, almost.

Holly
Harpy
Location- Forest
Tags- Phoebe

Holly didn't known what to do. Her brother told her never to showbherself. Especially to others that bore powers. ...And this one did. She couldn't tell what powers just yet. But there was something about their scent that gave it away.

She swallowed, inching down one branch to another until she wasn't as high up in the canopy. She blinked against the sudden change in light, and spotted the creature beneath her perch. What was she saying? She was definitely speaking. But what did these sounds mean?

She dropped down, a lot slower now, to an even lower branch and peered down at her, a brow raised. "H-hullo," she breathed. But the young harpy visually trembled where she was.

[nyctomancy]

terrence chamberlin / male / cook / ghost + telekinesis / location: kitchen / tags: kolten

"don't frighten them too badly, lass," terry grinned, before crossing the space between them to ruffle raia's curls in a friendly manner. [ since they're both ghosts, i presumed this is something he could do, but i can remove it if you want! @~macmagnus~] "i would prefer not to chase spooked beasties out of my kitchen again. quite a mess, that was." he turned his attention back towards mr. everdean once more, before gesturing to raia. "raia here is a guest, just like you," he explained, "albeit her residence here is more of the permanent sort." behind terry, the floating utensils had assembled a meal of sorts on one of a plate.
a toasted hoagie roll cradled thin strips of beeksteak, sauted green peppers and onions, and melted cheese. over the past few years,
terry had taken a particular delight to making philadelphia cheesesteaks, and although he couldn't sample the meal himself [ unless he wanted to posses a small animal like a rat, uck ] the raving reviews most of the guests gave him more than bolstered his confidence. "one philly cheesesteak, mr. everdean!" he chirruped, before gently beckoning the bobbing plate over and setting it down on the counter. "if you need anything more, please sir, just ask!"