Kothar: A Journey with Beasts » Places

         Urist, a hulking bastard of a cyclops strolled on a morning walk by the mountainside, hoping to catch some tasty goats on the way. Feeling refreshed by the cold wind, he decided to look for some more wine to fill his guts. The last batch was not so appetizing, and it was probably not wine either. He wished he did not touch that cauldron he found in a cave. That stuff was nasty.
A pillar of smoke rose on the horizon, was someone pillaging again? Checking that out would still be useful, there might be precious stuff in there.
Urist started strolling down to the woodlands.

         "Yes, it's true that no one wants to be immortal but that doesn't mean they want their life snuffed out before it's time. Necromancy is just a way of extending the life of others, unlike those damn human stereotypes..." She grumbled to herself as she thought about the little girls comment about zombies.

"That's a good idea actually, don't try eating any of the humans or I will be a tattle tale! Don't worry who you appearance love, it grows on you... Eventually..." She commented as she began to shrink her body to that of a pixies again and now floated in the air, silvery wings beating softly.

"I don't get what's so bad about dead flesh, technically you eat if everyday when you dragged whatever poor soul got leered in by your music into your home and eat them. There is no way for them to be alive while you eat them so technically your eating dead meat." She commented before glancing at neck and pouting when she noticed the spirit was no longer paying attention to her.

"Fine, I see when I'm not wanted." She said as she made her way back towards the hole in the canopy she had come up through before pausing, glancing back at the spirit and getting an evil smile.

Spinning around quickly, she turned her body back to human and flung her arms across the poor spirits back as she gave him a deadly hug. "I will chat to ya later! <3" she said into its ear before jumping back and falling through the trees to land in front of the little group.

"Hay guy! Ready to get these humans all healed up?" She questioned as she pulled out her dagger and began to swing it lazily between her fingers just to give them a little scare. Though her dagger could be used to reanimate the dead, it could also heal wounds and other nifty things.

         "Hay! Just because i have a creepy obsession with the dead doesn't mean i am mentally challenged!" She growled out defensively before crossing her hands over her chest and sending him a pout, "And don't get all high and mighty on me, illusions are easy to break if the mind is strong enough. You should know that from past experience." She sent the spirit a cheeky grin before hopping onto her feet and began to walk across the branch, arms stretched out as if to keep her balance.

"And ewwww! The only two humans alive is a 13 year old girl and a middle aged man! I don't think they will be going at it like rabbits any time soon neck." She commented as she sent him a are-you-kidding-me look over her shoulder before she turned her body around and began to walk back towards the spirit, eyes focused on her feet. "You spend so much time insulting my intelligence but really, who's being a little paranoid? Hmmmm? You. You just said so yourself, we are the reincarnations of the divine..." She paused for a second before giving the spirit a once over, remembering his other form and giving a shiver, "Well most of us are at least. I have no fear that i could kill those two little humans if they became a threat to my home, though i highly doubt it seeing as there are only two of them." She commented as she finally made her way back to the spirit and plopped herself down again, leaning back onto her hands as she gave him a long look. "Why not just chill for once and see what happens, who knows it could be entertaining." She sent a smirk at the spirit.

         Alice waded through the thick smoke of unconsciousness, family images swirled around her like teasing specters. Non-existent tears rolled down her face. So cruel was the universe she was born in, become one of Earth's last hopes and then, just when they find a possible solution, it's swiped away leaving a 13 year old girl, who didn't even want to go on the trip, alone and a middle aged man who didn't even know how he got there. What were they going to do now? They couldn't contact Earth and they were surrounded by potentially dangerous creatures. Alice had read enough to know what they were, but she wondered if they acted and could do what her books had said. Light slashed through the smoke Alice was waking up. She was going to live, she would seek out a species here willing to take care of her. She couldn't live on her own. She didn't know enough about the creatures here.

Alice opened her eyes, she was being carried by the werewolf into the treeline of a forest, "Thank you." she whispered before relaxing into silence, she would be okay soon.

         The positively luscious young male-looking creature sat amidst the swamps, playing his violin tunes all by himself, waiting for strangers to come by. The last dryad ,that was dying to touch his skin ,was so very very unsatisfying to him, so he hoped to meet a burly centaur or something of that shape and size.
He suddenly felt an exceptionally cold breeze coming from the northern forests. Disgruntled by this fact, he turned back into his positively hideous form and disappeared in the murky depths below. The soothing flows of dark and thick swampwater felt more natural to him anyway, the air feels so dry and unsettling. But what was more unsettling was the pillar of smoke above, coming from the forests. While he was safe from a possible forest fire, the lack of a forest might drastically affect his chances of getting food, so he swam up a riverbed towards the forests...