"HEY! Say something if you aren't going to try to kill us!" Crow shouts to the rider, hoping that most chances of peace weren't already thrown out of the window.
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"Looks like I'm not the only six inches woman around here anymore." Crow grins at Percy, holding her new wand.
"You sure that hacking people with a sword until now was better instead of looking at them funny, Lyosha? You should try to laugh while stabbing stuff, maybe it'll work." Crow smiles.
"How could you forget about a giant book with a spoon-bookmark that had been in your bag for all this time?" Crow remarks, sitting on Zses' shoulder.
Crow pats Noise's head when he comes back with the scale. "Good Kitty!...Kitty-thingie?" Crow shakes her head at Neverhome "I think we should check the rest of the building, and if I'm not mistaken, we have to find the second key."
Crow listens to the hag, before crossing her arms and tilting her head. "What about outsiders, tough? I'm fairly sure I don't age: would the well still do something to me? Or, suppose we send some kind of golem or something down there: would it rust away, or the well affects only living things?"
"That's an Upasunda Asura: they usually meditate to 'Achieve perfection of mind and body' " Crow makes a monk impression "Aaaand use that to murder and destroy everything they come across."
"Uh, Mestama. Nice. As if demon gorillas weren't enough, we even got Demon-Worshiping Hags." Crow groans, hovering around the ominous tapestries.
"Don't worry, I'll keep him out of trouble." Crow grins, giving an affectionate punch in Zses stomach, knitting some of the witch's wounds in the meantime.
"More tan asking yourself what the pet of a ghost witch is, I'd first have everyone patch themselves up, particularly before crashing a giant party." Crow says, looking over the two magical longswords "We should take these, too. You never know."
"Here comes another!" Crow shouts, summoning another ice spear. Mechanics:
"I'll try something!" Crow shouts, pulling a wand almost as big as her from her "bag". Pointing it at the ghost, she tries to activate it.
Mechanics:
"Hey, where are you guys going! Come back!" Crow shouts, staying near the entrance of the cave.
"Oooh, can I keep this?" Crow asks, picking up the wand. "I think I could get something out of the pig here, but it looks like that Ettin shouted an alarm: best if we hurry up. And before that... " "Zzzzzzzz." Gliding close to Hobbes' head, the Lyrakien summons a violin out of thin air. She looks over it for a moment, before purposelly producing an horribly, screechy, drawn-out note to wake up the Halfling.
"Or we could just kick her ass. I'm not really inclined to do what an evil tree-thing tells me to do." Crow says quietly, hovering near Percy.
As soon as Zses stops maintaining the Illusion, Crow concentrates and attempts to put her new powers to practical use for the first time.
Crow, on the other hand, starts flying up between Zses and the actual group. When the witch's fakes are found out and he starts flying away, the Lyrakien summons an illusion mimicking Zses' voice away from both of them while fleeing up, to fool the Wisps to believe there actually is an invisible Illusionist, but attempting to give out the wrong position.
"I don't know if climbing is a good idea." Crow says, as she flies back down. "Beside being one hell of a fall, there are Will-o'-Wisps along the way: they couldn't get to me fast enough, but climbing we'll be sitting ducks. And that's not even mentioning the killer tree." the Lyrakien shrugs, before telling the party what she had found.
"I'd say to wait this night and see if something happens that could get us up there: trying to just climb the thing is suicide. It took me more than 3 minutes to get to the top and let me tell you, I'm pretty fast now."
"Of course, it's better if we check if there's actually an entrance." Crow says, getting up on Zses' shoulder and starting to flail her arm gently up and down.
"Well, just one way to find out. Let's go!" Crow smiles at Allie, sitting on Zses' shoulder. The Lyrakien had materialized a lute out of thin air, and was touching its cords to try to understand how it worked, marveling at the wonders of having opposable thumbs.
...Safekeeping?Reasons. ...Inspiration?
Crow follows just after Percy, giddy at her new dress.
"I guess I should explain what's going on though, as I'm pretty sure even Zses is still puzzling out what in the Hells is going on. " Crow sighs, scratching her head. "So, Zses always had a penchant for magic, (kinda dark and shadowy stuff, if you ask me) even if it'd never showed back in the day: never tried to study magic, and nothing bad ever happened to him to ever trigger the potential. Well, nothing bad ever happened until his mother died of sickness, when he was eight: left a scar on him, but instead of getting all magicky I was...born, you could say? on the Shadow Plane, out of the sorrow of that moment. Pretty s&~*ty thing to be born out of, I would have preferred kittens and rainbows, myself.". The fairy shrugs. "I can't remember of what happened there to me either: I just...existed, I guess? Then, barely more than a year ago, Zses comes running, chased by a swarm of Gloomwings...but I guess you already know that part." the Lyrakien bites her lip "I recognized him, after years of not really being anything more than a memory: of course I offered to help him and to get him out of there. Technically I could have just done that, but..."
She turns to the rest of the party, looking apologetic "...And this is where you guys come in and where I really apologize. Simply put I didn't trust you at first. Like, at all. You are a bunch of weirdos: I mean, one of the most normal of you is Lyosha, and he recently started bleeding acid. Where is he by the-oh right, don't need to tell me. (Can I go wake those two up, afterwards? I wanna see their reaction!)". She coughs "Anyway, what I wanted to say is: sorry if I doubted you." For the first time since you've seen her this morning, Crow smiles warmly to you.
Ooops, didn't see Allie had it. <.<
Would there be a problem if Crow picked the Icicle wand that we found way back? What's its CL, by the way, YBD?
Allie! It's crow! The dumb bird went and got him-herself fairied. Percy intervenes from the direction of the tent before Allie started spitting fire. Literally. "Hey! I'm not a fairy! I'm an Azata, completely different thing!" the Lyrakien protest ass he follows Percy in her tent, waving to Allie before entering "Allie, dear, I'll get there in a moment. Don't kick Zses' shin too much, okay?" "Oooh, Blue, I like this one! Do you think that maybe Hobbes and Silence could..." Crow keeps talking incessantly from the inside of Percy and Allie's tent, picking what to wear: more precisely, what Hobbes and Silence were supposed to refit to what she wanted to wear. After a good bit of talking, it seems Crow settles on a blue skirt a little shorter than knee length, and a matching long coat, with some of her old feathers incorporated in both of them.
"Well, you never asked me, and thank Desna you never checked." Crow laughs "Truth to be told, I never knew myself, really, that with the whole thing of existing to keep Zses out of trouble and to keep his memories sealed, without having much of a sentience myself. It's great being finally a person, you know? I was just thinking that this morning when I woke up and got a little teary, but then I stopped thinking about that when I realized I was naked. I agree that I need some clothes: I've heard that other Lyrakiens just fly around naked, and I really don't want to be lumped together with them. Bunch of harp-playing, perv streakers..." the Lyrakien keeps talking, nonchalantly talking about stuff no one knew about, as she follows after Percy. "Ooooh, right, if I'm getting a new dress, can I have some of my old feathers on it? It feels weird not having any of them, I can't even do this anymore when I'm cold!" Crow says, bringing her shoulders close to her head and her arms straight around her sides "It doesn't really work without wings and feathers all over."
Percy holds up her hands to forestall the flood of words and takes a peek at the fairy's shadow. The fairy's shadow looks just like Crow's in the last day. As you look at it, for a moment if flickers back to that of a raven, before going back to that of a winged woman.
"Can't you guess?" the woman replies to Percy and Hobbes grinning, before she raises up her arms and looks at them puzzled. "By the way, anyone can tell me how to use these? I had some problems tying up this thing -I?m afraid it'll come off any minute, by the way: anyone got a dress my height? No one?- using these ten meat tubes attached to the two bigger meat tubes. I swear, it's impossible to coordinate this things! Oh, and flying like this, hovering like it's nothing, is so weird and-" the fairy keeps talking incessantly, as she had never been able to take thoughts out of her head in a timely fashion and now was trying to catch up.
After a moment, a miniature woman with violet butterfly wings flies out of the tent, scratching her hair (that, looking at them better, looked more like bird feathers than hair). Leaving sparkly particles after her, she's wearing a sort of familiar looking vest, wrapped around her to cover herself without hampering her wings.
” 'Morning.” |