november catch-all

[beariot]

Who: Ursula/Chariot (beariot), Scathach (scatmaam), and Eileen the Crow (crowsfeat
When: Throughout November
Where: Various
What: Quests! Anything else you can think of, too!
Warnings: Possibly NSFW. Will label where needed!

Got a quest prompt? Leave it here! Or anything, really! As for what quests the three are participating in this month:

Ursula/Chariot

Veggie Tales

Prurient Petals

Site of the Last Stand

Scathach

Help Wanted: Salty Seadog

Shawl About Love

Prurient Petals

Not All It Seems

Eileen the Crow

Clean Up & Clear Out

Not All It Seems

Comments

[scatmaam]

All they ask is proof it exists. I'd prefer not to kill it, if it can be helped.

[ If it was truly formerly extinct, there was reason to want to see it preserved... for now, at least. Which weighed in how her gaze shifted, turning back towards him. ]

But if it's you or the creature, you know what choice to make. I'll be doing the same.

Let's be off. [ She turns on heel to begin heading down the right, spear no longer at rest but held in ready... ]

[marmoron]

Right.

[ He gives her a nod then heads down the other fork. Despite the question, it isn't as though he wants to kill a magical creature unless it puts him in a bad situation. Though, frankly, since turning into a full vampire, the list of things that can actually kill him has gotten rather specific.

He marks the tree bark as he heads down the path, listening carefully for any movement as he goes along. He walks for a little while, pausing when he spots a glimpse of something pink ahead. Frowning, he keeps his voice low. ]

Shadow, is that you up ahead?

[scatmaam]

[ No voice returns, not from the figure ahead or from his whisper grass. A chill seems to set in, as everything around seems to come to a still quiet.

The figure turns, but not at the sound of his voice... If it was Scathach, she was scanning for something, as if she'd been pursuing their target, and had lost sight of it... ]

[marmoron]

[ Great. The lack of response from either source isn't concerning or anything. On the bright side, Keith is fairly certain it's not a Shade, seeing as nothing smells like rot, but that doesn't exactly preclude pink mystery over there from being a threat regardless.

Ducking to keep himself hidden from sight behind a tree, he tries the whisper grass again. ]

Shadow. Are you okay?

[scatmaam]

[ This time, he did get a response, but it wasn't from the grass itself, but rather from just a hair beside him. ]

Stay calm.

[ She was beside him, having moved within the darkness of the tree line, kept low and deeply quiet. Or at least that's what it seemed like? She hadn't been there a moment ago, to be sure, but there was also still someone who looked exactly like her still in the path, still looking... a canine ear shooting up and pointing towards them, even.

But neither had used the grass. ]