Once upon a Time: Consume or control. - Fairytale RP

Rowena sighed and gave up, huffy as usual.
Woods let out a relieved sigh upon stepping foot into the forest, it's air strikingly different from that of the fallen-field. It was already night in the forest, and it was cold.

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"i have killed many in my life."
Justin.
(Quote taken out of context)

The goblin paused and puffed on his cigar. "We're safe enough here. There's a lodge a little ways from here you can spend the night, The crew uses it as our home away from home when we're working out here. By the way the name's Emmett, I'm the foreman in charge of the repairs for that bridge, their union head too. Please forgive Rakanish, he's fresh from Troll country and hasn't quite developed all the necessary social skills for being near people. having trouble with the language too. He's a nice enough lad though."

Woods nodded. "Understood. I am woods. You may want to teach him a few phrases, had the bard not spoken he might have ended up cut in two. One never knows from what story a being is from, and in times like these it's better to act first for your life's sake."
Those who knew the 'strong, silent and grumpy' type would understand that was his way of saying 'sorry for almost deciding to cut your buddy in half.'
Rowena was finally put down, but she still kept clear of the troll, eventually ending up behind virgilus.

As soon as the sunlight faded compleatly, shades began to appear on the fields. Their hulking, blobish masses roared mindlessly, grass benieth their forms wilting as they moved.

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"i have killed many in my life."
Justin.
(Quote taken out of context)

"We're working on teaching him. He's slowly improving." Emmett said apologetically, "But let's discuss this inside, those things always give me the creeps" The goblin began walking again.

As they walked the Bard, who had tagged along was studying the members of the group. Salt had already taken a liking to him, but that was no real surprise.

Woods nodded and followed.
As they walked rowena made sure to keep away from the troll, still afraid of him. She'd heard so many bedtime stories about trolls eating children that she couldn't just let the apparent friendliness be enough proof that he meant no harm.
On the way there the girl tripped over a root.

(After they wake up the next day will be the start of the next 'chapter'. )

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"i have killed many in my life."
Justin.
(Quote taken out of context)

Jack had been acting odd every since They had stepped on to the fallen field. The entire time the cross he had said nothing and seemed to just follow and have a blank look upon his face.

Even though they had passed into the forest his strange behavior continued as he offered his hand down to Rowena and politely said "Rowena are you alright. You should be more careful." He smiled a nice and gentle smile to those who didn't know Jack that smile alone would make them think he was a kind gentle and intelligent man to those who did know Jack the smile might seem creepy and very out of character.

Chesh looked at the Troll with a curious grin, "How I got where?"

There he goes again.

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"He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster...when you gaze too long into the abyss, the abyss also gazes back." - Friedrich Nietzsche

"The low-ca-shun in ty-me and spa-se thaat yoo curr-int-ly ok-u-pie...My shol-der, If Ima note Miss-taak-in." Replied the troll in his broken way of speaking. Whether or not Chesh would still be their to answer was another question.

Virgilus looked at Jack, confused by the sudden change but said nothing.

The Lodge that Emmett had spoken of could now be seen up ahead.

The girl stared at him like he'd grown several heads, but took his hand and pulled herself up.

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"i have killed many in my life."
Justin.
(Quote taken out of context)

Damn. Too specific for him to dance around.

"You'd best not ask how I got here." Chesh answered simply.

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"He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster...when you gaze too long into the abyss, the abyss also gazes back." - Friedrich Nietzsche

Rakanish shrugged, careful not to dislodge his passenger. The troll looked down to see Pepper watching him. The dog had a look of smug satisfaction. He was willing to befriend anyone who could shut down the Cat's cryptic responses.

Once they were all within the building it wasn't long before most of them went to sleep.

The next day came and travel contenued, none knowing where they were going or why.
It was a little past noon when the feeling around them suddenly changed. It no longer felt like summer. It was now plainly fall, the leaves on the trees a rainbow of orange, red and yellow. Just above the treetops they would be able to see smoke huffing out of chimneys.

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~ Chapter two ~
Love is Dead.

Once upon a time there was a woman who fell in love with a man, a hero long dead. This hero was once the protector of the land. Fair in his actions, mind, and face, He had perished in a great battle that was won due to his efforts.
His tales faded into legend, no kin to follow in his footsteps.
The woman had heard his story since she was young. A man who had never married, never kissed. A man who waited his whole life for a love strong enough to raise the dead.
When she was old enough to travel on her own the woman went to his tomb daily. She would sing and dance and pray.
Years passed and she never missed a day.
However her hopes began to fade as it became more and more obvious that she would never meet this man with whom she fell in love with...

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"i have killed many in my life."
Justin.
(Quote taken out of context)

Virgilus smiled as he walked, drinking in the scenery. Pepper and Mustard walked at his heels.

The Bard had elected to join the group on their travels bringing a cheery attitude to the group. He was currently conversing with the other new member of the party, in a language that very few human's could speak even if they tried to learn. That's right Rakanish the troll had tagged along, whether anyone gave him permission or not was another story. His boss had told him to make use of some vacation days he had build up while they finished up the bridge.

Salt was walking in between the newcomers barking when Rakanish laughed at some jest made by the Bard in the trolls native tongue.

Chesh had chosen to walk a ways away from the group, slinking through the trees in his cat form. In particular, he watched the dogs, always disappearing when they came too close, only to reappear later down the path.

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"He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster...when you gaze too long into the abyss, the abyss also gazes back." - Friedrich Nietzsche

Jack kept kicking a small rock along as he walked which seemed to entertain him quite a bit. It was apparent that he was back to his same old self.