To The Mountain Top [Job/Tenchi,Kyoden, and Kanix]

The lovely and enchanting sound of birds singing in a joyful chorus came from the branches of various trees whose leaves had fallen to the brown earth below. These leaves which once had brilliant hues of green in spring and summer and then hues of brown and red in the autumn were buried beneath the white snow which covered the ground for it was the season of winter. The temperatures were lower than at any other point during the year and a majority of the creatures who normally resided in the forest either had vanished underground to wait until the warmer weather  had arrived along with the flora, the plant-life, whose vibrant green hues almost completely vanished. There were faint traces of wildlife still hanging around the general area but very few creatures of the animal kind still roamed the general area. In this land of pure white snow and dead trees, only a single trail broke the scene with this earthen brown hue for this trail lead the wizards their destination. What was this destination? This particular trail would lead them to the base of the mountains or to be precise the Phoenix Mountains for it was at the base of this mountain where the two travelers who had asked for the assistance of wizards to escort them through the mountain range. The trip would take several days to finish, but the number of the days the trip  would take wasn’t the only problem. There were a number of creatures ranging from beasts to monsters to humans, who wished to cause trouble for anyone who traversed through the mountains. Even nature itself was perilous for those who wished to pass through this mountain. A strong wind blew which carried the scent of winter upon its shoulders along with the icy chill of Jack Frost with it.

At the base of the mountain was a small campsite made by the two travelers who had made the request to be escorted across the mountains. There was single campfire which was surrounded by two tents for they originally had expected only two wizards to answer their job request. But they had received word that three of them would be arriving before nightfall. The duo of travelers was a husband and wife pair who were going through the mountains in order to forge a new life for themselves in a new land. The husband was a burly man who appeared to be in his mid or late twenties. His attire consisted of a black fur parka and black pants in order to keep as much heat on his body as possible. While his wife was of a slender build and wore the same outfit. She appeared to be just a few years younger than the husband. They both possessed light brown hair and light brown eyes. A trait that was common in their small village. The husband’s personality was much more upbeat and cheerful while his wife was a bit more serious. But it was obvious they cared for each other a ton and were decent people.
 
The extremities of his right appendage, his right index, and middle finger, lightly traced the darker complexioned scar which now went horizontally across his throat as he reflected on the events of the past for a brief moment. Tenchi remembered the reason why he had died, the reason why he had been brought from the very depths of hell, and the reason for taking this particular job. It was in order to gain and accumulate the power that he needed in order to fulfill his own goals and to make sure he could preserve his physical being. He wasn’t afraid of dying for he had died once already. No, it was more of an animalistic instinct in his case. Just the natural desire to preserve oneself. Besides, he didn’t really enjoy the pain of his death at all. It was much more fun to the be tormentor than the tormented. A mischievous grin found itself plastered onto his pale visage as he continued on his way walking up the pathway which would lead him to the locale depicted in the job request which he had taken in order to gain the strength he desired. In time, he would make those who killed him pay. Not out of any real hatred, but for the sake of his own pride and ego. His breath was visible to him due the low temperatures and in time, he had made it to the base camp which the travelers had made. This base camp would act as the initial spot for the wizards who accepted this particular to job to meet before traversing the mountain range. He had been the first to arrive at the base camp made by the travelers where he had found him some food to munch upon while he waited for the other wizards who had accepted the request to arrive

Health Points: 100/100
Magical Power: 100/100

CALL OF THEWILD

Thunder rumbled in the near distance, and sparks of lightning could be seen over the horizon as a coming storm made its way. This, however, was the middle of winter, by what means could a thunderstorm form in the mountainous range, where snow fell? Would this coming storm surmise to hail? Bring about pellets of ice, raining down upon the mages as they trekked through the sodden wonderland? The skies were blue though... how could thunder rumble in a sky, where no cloud covered the sea of oceanic blue? Because no storm arose from the depths of the horizon, but a large shadow of a bird casting over the sun as it flew past it. A beat of its wings and the sound of thunder seemingly rolled off the dark feathers of the beast, with sparks of lightning jumping off the tips. As it came closer to the mountaineers and Basilisk Fang mage, its tiny size relinquished to that of a dragon's massive structure.

This beast swooped over the heads of the men and woman, and it let out a scream that seemingly pierced the heavens. Its aggressive flying slowed down to a gentle glide, coasting the current of the winds, until it took its place upon the mountain side. One of its beady, red eyes turned upon the mountaineers and it blinked, which sent a spark of tiny lightning fluttering to the ground. The bird shifted its weight, which revealed a beauty resting sidesaddle on its back, on an elaborately designed saddle. She paid no mind to the trio as she grabbed her staff from its place hooked on the other side of the saddle, then swung her leg over the horn. Sliding off the side of her pet, the woman landed heavily on the ground, with her staff as the main support for her weight. Raven hair cascaded around her form, silken and long, caressing the defined hourglass shape of her body.

A single, opalescent and oceanic eye rested upon Tenchi and the couple, its cloudy gaze staring at them as if it could see. "I didn't realize I'd be working with a member from Basilisk Fang," the woman retorted in a harsh, snake-like tone toward Tenchi. Hatred for that guild boiled through her veins, and made it quite clear to the trio that she was not a fan of anyone from the guild. With her left hand, she flicked her raven-colored hair over her shoulder, running her fingers through it, then resting her hand on her swollen stomach. The pregnant mage upturned her nose away from Tenchi and walked away from the Thunderbird, who eyed the mage warily and evilly. She plopped down onto one of the logs by the fire and set her ram head staff onto the ground, the emeralds glistening by the firelight. Kanix did not look back at either of the three, but kept her place on the log, by the fire, staring into it, one hand resting against her stomach, the other pressed to the scar on her throat.

If this was the man, who she was meant to work as partners with, she was unsure if she wanted to continue this job. Working with a member of a guild, who saw her as a traitor and nearly killed her twice now, was not something she wanted to do. Every which turn they would make, she was certain he would try to kill her... Why? Because the guild wanted her head on a plaque above their mantle. Her hand dropped upon her other hand, cupping the slight bulge of her stomach protectively, and remained unmoving for the time being. It was almost as if Fate was telling her never to go on a job anymore, not without Jaeger at her side, there to protect her. Everywhere she looked, there was a threat, and the mage was beginning to dislike even stepping foot into East Forest. "So, tell me, Tenchi, what's a mage from the guild, who hates me, working with the likes of me and another?"

Health Points: 100/100
Magical Power: 100/100

OCC: Sorry for the crap post. I just woke up from a nap and I wanted to get a post out tonight just in case I end up falling asleep early for work tomorrow. I wasn't sure if the shadows were passable so that is why I just had the NPC shouting at you Kyoden. Also when the next round of posting is done. Kyoden, I would like you to roll an die.

CALL OF THEWILD

Kanix turned her head slightly when a male's voice broke the silence, certain it had been Tenchi who was answering her. On the contrary, however, this was not his voice and did not answer the questions she had sarcastically thrown at him. That meant only one thing: this was their other partner for the job, and he was someone who didn't like tomfoolery between partners. She scoffed at his words and shifted her head to look back at the flames of the burning fire, vigilant and listening to Kyoden. Her eyebrows scrunched together, concentrating on the vibrations of his voice that created the words he spoke. It was a voice she knew she wouldn't ever forget, not with how it sounded like the low rumble of a starting earthquake. Quite intriguing, most genuinely pleasing to her, but it was just a voice. . . it was just a way for her to know who people were.

The woman stood up and stared directly back into the eyes of the mountaineer man, as if she could see him staring at her. While the woman had, thankfully, smacked the man over the head, Kanix was unsatisfied that the vulgar eyes of a man were lustfully upon her. "Greed is what will end the world," she answered Kyoden's statement, walking solemnly over to the mountaineer woman's husband. Despite being a whole foot shorter than him, she managed to reach up and nimbly slap him across the face. With how harsh the slap to the face sounded, and it resonating in her ears, the mage was now satisfied with the outcome. Upon the client's face would be a bright red hand mark, where Kanix's hand had connected with the skin of his cheek. "Pig," she uttered the word toward the husband; afterward, she spun on her heels and returned to her seat on the log next to the campfire.

Now, it was Tenchi's turn to answer her questions, to which she had been disappointed in the response given to her. "I do not care whether you are a current or former member of Basilisk Fang, all men associated with that guild are scum." In general, all men were scum to her, every single one of them, whether they showed lust-filled intentions or not. "How lovely, you've obtained the souls of lost beings, beings who have lost their way in life, and so on and so forth. . ." She waved a hand dismissively toward him, as if to say that she was not impressed with his way of life restoration. On one hand, she had complete control over who died and who didn't; this was, but information she was already acquaintanced with. Perhaps, he would enjoy a bit of enlightenment upon the differences between what was brought to life and just a walking corpse?

The woman- Elyse -interrupted the little escapade they were having to inform them of their overnight stay out here. Kanix frowned. It was already quite chilly, and while Kyoden and Tenchi had their lovely fur coats, she had nothing. Maybe it was best that she stuck close to Ancalagon and the electricity emitting off his body would keep her warm? She dreaded having to sleep with those two men, and not because they were unfamiliar to her, but because they were men. Who knows what obscene things they would try with her, and she would not take for that happening to her now of all times. While Ancalagon was a naturally warm beast, sleeping that close to electricity probably was not the wisest of ideas. Unfortunately, she would be forced to sleep in the provided tent, or who knows, maybe even get it for herself.

As Tenchi spoke again, however, the woman now turned her full attention upon him when he addressed her by the word "woman." "I have a name, you know," she growled out in a tone lower to what it naturally was, almost threatening, but not meant to be. "It's Kanix Laspor." The sentence was abrupt and quick, as if she had been unwilling to give her name to the mage. She was weak-willed though and at the mentioning of being fondled, the woman quickly glanced away and moved toward the tent. "You'll do no such thing to me," Kanix retorted, and instinctively placed a hand upon the bump of her stomach. Ducking through the tent's entrance, the woman placed herself close to it in a seated Indian-styled position, and stared outside the flap. "Perhaps you should more about your new male friend; I could care less on being acquainted with either of you when I already know everything there is to you both."

Slowly across his pale complexioned visage, a confident smile possessing unmatched haughtiness or arrogance along with mischievous intent found itself plastered onto his face as his dark hazel brown eyes darted from the two individuals who were in front of him and served as his companions for this particular job. A small bit of laughter escaped his lips at the reaction that both of his companions  had given him in response to the variety of phrases which had escaped his lips a few moments earlier. Once again, more audible words began to flow forth from Tenchi’s mouth.  “I had hoped such that we could have gotten along with very little effort on my end for the sake of the job, but that was too much to ask for wasn’t it? But it appears that I have offended both of you with the words the words that I spoke earlier  and for that you have my deepest and condolences.” These words were the words that Tenchi had directed at both Kanix and Kyoden after he had listened to Kanix’s complaint about him addressing her as Woman instead of by her name and Kyoden’s complaint about the lecherous comments he made regarding Kanix.

Tenchi had figured those words were the correct ones to use in that situation especially regarding the attire which Kanix had chosen to clothe herself with despite the frigid conditions due to the winter season and the fact this job required them to traverse a mountain range as well. However, he realized that he had chosen the wrong method of conversing with them and made a mental note of this  moment and their reaction. He could use this method after the job was done, but until then it was better that he kept on their good sides for the sake of his own survival or rather not experience the pain of death once more. After all, this dark wizard preferred causing both physical and mental anguish on others rather than to be on the receiving end of any type of physical pain.  It wasn’t just that preference which drove him to behave a bit differently than normal or rather his attempts to behave at this moment in time. The magic which had been using as a child hadn’t been working properly. Without his magic at the moment, he was going to have to be dependent on Kanix’s and  Kyoden’s support. It was for that reason, why Tenchi never really spoke back about the comment which Kyoden muttered underneath his breath as well.

“But since I have your blessings, my friend. I shall converse with Kanix a bit more before I attempt to learn a bit more about you and go over tactics for this job.” Tenchi finished as eyes looked at the tent where Kanix had scurried off to which left Kyoden alone to smoke his death stick. Normally Tenchi would have made a remark regarding this habit of Kyoden’s stating that the habit of smoking would have led him to an early grave before he could get the money that he desired. Slowly Tenchi strolled to the tent. His pale complexioned fingers gripped the flap of the tent before pulling it back to gain access to the inside where he saw the petite yet voluptuous pregnant one-eyed wizard sitting on the floor the tent in a cross-legged style. It was actually a bit of an odd scene to describe seeing a woman as short as her bearing a child. It almost seemed wrong almost lewd, if it wasn’t for the fact she was obviously an adult woman.

“So you know all about me and the other one, Kanix? Well, we aren’t on this job to be friends or anything like that, right? But we should make an honest effort to attempt to get along for the sake of our goal. Think of it as us using each other to fulfill our own agendas if it makes you feel a bit better.” Tenchi spoke to her as he stood inside of the tent with her now unaware of her ability to see into the future or rather fragments and such. He had simply thought she was an information broker just like him and had a good network of information to access at any given point in time. “But that outfit of yours, Kanix. It isn’t the best for mountain climbing.  I spoke with the clients earlier and they let me know what supplies they have at the moment which consists of a few spare clothing outfits. You are bit shorter than Elyse, but I think her clothing will fit you well. But sadly they don’t have any other jackets.” With Kanix’s ability, she could see the number of actions that Tenchi would have taken which all involved a bit of force, but the action he would take was much different that normal outcomes that she would have seen with her blind eye. Tenchi’s fingers went to his coat which possessed gray fur lining and placed it on her lap. “So you can use mine or not, but you should think of the life growing inside of you. Exposure to such cold would be bad for him or her.”

As the dark wizard, Tenchi had vanished into the tent where Kanix had scurried off to in order to escape the cold, the flap to the tents where the clients, Elyx and Adlahard, had opened. From it emerged the large burly male known as Adalhard who had been given quite a verbal lashing from his wife for the way he had undressed the tribal woman known as Kanix with his eyes. He sighed a bit as he noticed the wizards weren’t outside but now there was a third tent or what could be described as a tent. The client had no real idea what that was but he would shout at it trying to obtain the attention of the wizard inside of it, Kyoden. “Hey, wizard!” He would shout out to Kyoden and it was obvious the client was simply trying to find someone to hang out with other than his wife at the moment. “I noticed that you and the other wizards are having quite a hard time getting along and such so I was going to suggest that we all have a good drink. Good booze and some good food. It makes things a lot better. Give me a second.” The client would walk off before returning with a small barrel which he carried on his shoulder. He gripped a few mugs in his free hand before sitting the barrel with the alcoholic beverage a little bit away from the campfire. “Don’t be shy. Drink. Drink. Then we talk until the others come out.” He shouted out at Kyoden’s tent.

Health Points: 100/100
Magical Power: 100/100

OCC: Sorry for the crap post. I just woke up from a nap and I wanted to get a post out tonight just in case I end up falling asleep early for work tomorrow. I wasn't sure if the shadows were passable so that is why I just had the NPC shouting at you Kyoden. Also when the next round of posting is done. Kyoden, I would like you to roll an die.

CALL OF THEWILD

Kanix was mildly amazed by the display of magic prowess that Kyoden was exhibiting as he created a tent made of shadow. She could not see the construct, but its magical presence was what caught her attention from her place in her own tent. If she had the ability to do such a thing, she would have made her own tent as well; thus, everyone would be happy. However, her magic was not something that gave her the capability to create things from scratch, like he could. So, she was forced into sharing a tent with the former associate of Basilisk Fang, who she had already shown her dislike to. It seemed though, that Kyoden was not in favor of either of them as well, so it was all considerable mutual hate toward each other. Yet, Kanix could not easily show the hate toward the Savage Skull member as easily as she could show it to Tenchi.

"I refuse to allow him to even touch me," the woman responded in a snarky tone of voice, arms crossing over her chest. This was all she could make out in denial about the current situation, as she hated being teased and mocked by others. She had enough of that back when she had been in the sex slave industry and all the men looking her over and chattering about her. It was mildly disgusting to think about, all those hands all over her, grimy and dirty, touching her porcelain skin. Her nose wrinkled up in disgust and as a farther retort to Kyoden's statement, she scooted deeper into the tent. Now, the tent was of more ease of access, meaning Tenchi could easily get into it without having to step over her. Of course, she still didn't want him in there, but what choice did she have when there were, but only two tents?

She highly doubted that Kyoden would be up for sharing his tent, just so she could stay away from the unsanitary man that was Tenchi. The only thing left was to be sleeping by Ancalagon, who, by now, seemed like the better choice of place to sleep. At least he would be one to enjoy her company, and she would be able to keep warm by the lightning sparking off him. Her head turned in her pet's general direction, noticing that he was rather quiet for the tension going through the air. In fact, she was highly surprised the Thunderbird hadn't gone on defense and tried eating either of her partners. Of course, that wasn't the ideal thing that any of them wanted to happen, and she'd likely be kicked off the job for it. In that moment, however, the woman turned her attention back to Tenchi and Kyoden, though Kyoden had disappeared by now.

It just her and Tenchi now, who was apologizing for the words he had spoken to the both of them, though the apology sounded fake to her. In all honesty, all of this was her own fault; if only her birthright hadn't activated at such a strange time, they may have all gotten along. However, it had been her birthright's fault to bring about such information of Tenchi conspiring with Basilisk Fang. So many of her memories were connected back to that guild, the guild to which she wasn't sure whether to hate or not. The people inside were ones she had formerly loved, and not to mention that her own sister lived among them. How was such information as that to be taken by her? Living in a legal guild when her elder sister was a part of dark? Did sisters not follow in the footsteps of their elder siblings? Perhaps, she should've been the one to apologize?

Her sightless gaze lowered to her lap, where she hid in the tent in the now silence, no answer to Tenchi's apology. She shivered as a wintry breeze drifted past the tent, as a result of her being careless and wearing her normal attire. Kanix pulled her knees close to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, though her stomach got in the way a bit. Goosebumps lined her forearms, hairs raised, and she felt her head rest on the tops of her knees to the best of her ability. This was not ideal weather to be in, but she had worn this as normal, so she would have to fake it until she couldn't anymore. Outside of the tent, she could hear Tenchi speaking some more, most likely to Kyoden, who was hiding in his own tent. No one wanted to be around each other, which was a sure sign that they weren't going to be that great of partners.

The sound of the tent's flap opening caused Kanix to look up, sensing Tenchi's magical presence entering the confines. Her head lowered back to her knees and she turned her face away from him, hoping that he would ignore her. Shutting the single eye tight, the woman prayed that he would simply come in to grab something and head back out. Oh, but her future vision decided to kick in and images of potential outcomes flashed through her mind quickly. She opened her eye again, in which it could be seen darting around its socket, as if intently following all the images. A soft, white glow emitted from the opalescent sea of blue, outlining the clouded pupil and the iris as well. What was he planning to do? Should she be wary of his choice of actions or was it safe to say she could ignore the images?

As he spoke, the woman's visions faded and with it, the light that had once surrounded the eerily pretty eye. Kanix glanced back in his direction, but didn't say anything as he mocked her abilities to see about themselves things she needed to. Her body stiffened as she felt him make a movement, but her muscles quickly relaxed as the sound of him removing a piece of clothing entered her ears. The jacket was thrown at her, hitting her in the face, and at first, the near-naked woman didn't make a move at all. Instead, the blind eye darted down to the object, and then, with her left hand, she placed it on the ground and felt around for the item. Slender fingers wrapped around the fur hood of the jacket and she lifted it up off the ground, feeling it with her hands. It was soft, and still warm from being worn by its owner; she frowned at the feeling of warmth from it.

But to be nice, the woman played around with the tangle of fabric, until she was able to find an armhole and stuck her arm through it. She fumbled around a few minutes longer and stuck her other arm through the remaining hole, wrapping it close to her. At least it was some warmth, but it didn't suffice with the fact that her legs were still bare to the skin. However, she was distracted when the Adalhard appeared back from his tent with a keg of beer over his shoulder. Why he had so much on him wasn't something she really cared to know, but baffled her a bit, so she moved back out into the open. Kanix didn't go much farther than to sit outside of the tent entrance, listening to the buff man talking to Kyoden's tent. The woman highly doubted that the man would come out from there, let alone want to drink with Tenchi, since she couldn't.