The man's coat finishes swirling, and he opens one eye to regard the two conversing men. While Mathias is distracted, he slips a pellet into his beer, turning it into rather murky looking water. He then walks over and takes a look at the man's notes (any chance you would say what you have written?)

Mathias smells the water, "That wasn't very nice!". Then he turns to the bartender, "Got akevit?"...

The oddly dressed man, catching the snoop in the corner of his eyes, quickly snatches the notes, putting them back into his coat pocket. He then drops a few coins on the bar counter, before getting up, to set off to the door. However, a strange emblem manages to slip off his neck, sliding down his coat before hitting the floor.

(gee guys thanks 4 waiting -.-*)

 

Vixion faintly heard Earth's distinctive yelling and darted as fast as he could with Tuck keeping the pace beside him. "That idiot probably got himself in trouble!" He growled through his panting chest. His unstable running pace was soon settled, this made it easier for both of them, Vixion and Tuck, to glide through the forest. When they reached the fitful man he immediately began to rant, "God-dammit Earth! You had me worried! I thought you had gotten yourself killed."

Tuck stared at Earth with a questioning gaze as he walked cautiously in his direction to smell him. He sat down in the middle of Vixion and Earth, hoping for acknowledgement.

 

(Tuck is a new animal character. a major minor character.)

Well I didn't actually do anything but socialize and get myself something to drink.

I made an appearance of my main character, and annoyed Mather.

Amoused me rather. Anyways I was kinda wondering why I chose a stout instead of akevit.

 

Mathias paid the bartender for the akevit and took a sip, savouring the spiced licorice-like flavour. "Ah, nothing like a nice akevit." Then he turned around to the others in the tavern, "Now don't get the same idea Homer did and order a pint of it.".

"Homer?"

The man looks up, holding the amulet dropped by the notes-man, looking rather confused.

"I was under the impression that I was the only one to have travelled to coordinate 164. But nevermind that."

The man suddenly rushes to the door.

"Sounds like a fight," he says, eyes aglow with mischief, "Dear Mathias, care to join me?" the man shouts back as he runs into the forest.

"Sure, but do you want a rouge, archer or tank?" Mathias responds, following with a smile. "Though you should know that Homer I'm talking about is the one from the Simpsons."

(As my ability to post during the afternoon is hindered I won't be able to post much, though I'll try to post if I'm on when a number of others are. Weekends I'll be able to with ease though.)

"kinda busy here dude. keep the dog away from my friends will yeh?" i say, indicating the spawn on my sholder. as i bgin muttering things a tree starts sprouting from the ground in front of me.

"It appears that everybody is leaving... I guess I'll be going too." thinks Lelantos.

 

As he begins to step out of the door, the barman shouts back to him "Hey, aren't you going to pay for that drink?!", before Lelantos turns his head, and throws a coin, fast as lighting, which embeds itself in the wall beside the barman's head. He tries to put on a serious face, but bursts out laughing before long. "Hahaha... You should have seen the look on your face..." He calls back to the barman, after picking himself up from his laughing fit and dusting off his coat. As he is leaving the tavern, he begins to hear the ringing of metal on metal, as well as various other implements of destruction, from the nearby forest.

 

"Just as I thought the night was boring again, another crazy situation arises", he thinks to himself, a smile forming on his lips. He starts wandering into the forest in the direction of all the noise, before seeing the huge brawl which is going on. He decides to ignore it for now, sneaking around the combateers into the large tree they all seem to be fighting over. He begins rooting through all sorts of papers and trinkets, before finding a small golden necklace in the pile. Without hesitation, he grabs his new necklace, and then begins walking away from the tree, completely nonchalently.

 

He climbs up one of the trees at the edge of the clearing, before sitting in a branch and observing the fight.

Jen hears a bear climbing up a tree onto one of the branches.

 

"Bears that climb...?" she thinks to herself.

 

 

 

Carefully, Jen aims the arrow at the precise direction of the noise, being a skilled hunter, and looses a magically poisoned arrow, specially designed to kill without damaging the meat or skin of the bears, which were valuable.

Lelantos, busy staring at his plunder, is surprised to see an arrow flying directly in his general direction. The world seems to stop as it pierces his ribcage. He falls from the branch onto the floor, motionless...

 

Before sitting up again, and looking curiously down at the arrow. He tears it out, his face scrunching as he does so. The wound does not close, yet he seems pretty much unnaffected. He wanders over to Jen, and taps her on the shoulder with the arrow, before saying, in a surprisingly calm voice (Given that he had just been shot in the chest) "Could you be more careful where you shoot these things?I'm not a deer you know.", followed by giving the arrow back to her, and returning to his tree to continue gazing at his loot.

Jen is incredibly startled by the seemingly invincible "thing", and even more startled that she had thought it was a bear. She climbs onto a higher branch, and leaping onto the tree that Lelantos had returned to, before sitting down next to him.

 

"I'm very sorry I had shot you. I was thinking that there was a new kind of bear in the neighborhood! But I have a question...how did you survive my arrow? I learned the arts of magical poison from my commune elder, and I was always his best student."

Lelantos gives Jen a blank stare, followed by several questions.

 

"Survive? What do you mean? Oohh, the arrow? Was it supposed to do something special?"

 

The wound on his chest is still there, and bleeding rather profusely, staining his white coat a crimson red, but Lelantos seems to be paying it no mind whatsoever.

The "notepad" man decides to leave the bar, hearing some noises in the forest nearby. As he begins walking towards it, he suddenly realizes that his pendant is gone.

"hoi! whered you get that necklace dude? there isnt any valuable metals within the entire forest! and i sure dont keep anything like that!" i yell, as the tree grows even more.

"I found it in that big tree over there." says Lelantos, gesturing towards Earth's big tree, before turning back to Earth.

 

"Say, what'cha doing there? Looks interesting." Lelantos says, in his usual curious accent.

Walking on to the rather strange scene, the man with the swirling coat pauses.

"562... 562... don't tell me I dialed it wrong?"

He shakes his head.

"Impossible to tell. Damn you, Galleus, and your inane portals."

Noticing the pair currently perched in a tree branch, the man picks a pellet out of his pocket. Tossing it up in the air and catching it again, the white patterns on his coat swirl to the arm and he throws the pellet directly for the man's chest wound. The pellet flies into the center of the wound and red tendrils snake out, slapping onto the skin around the injury. Tissue begins to grow between the tendrils, and the wound is quickly healed.

"There, all patched up. Now, may I have the pleasure of learning your names?"

"dude, thats my home. how the freak did you get anything like that in my home?" iask, as the tree finishes growing "and this? its a spawn tree. houses these little guys" i indicate the leafy creature on my sholder

OFF TOPIC:

"THIS... IS... SPAWNTREEEEEE!"

"... its a tree dude."

Mathias looks confusedly at the odd man, "562? Didn't that firework-ish show read 162?".

"No, no Matthias. This is 562. 162 is a place called 'Earth.' Completely different."