Selfi Helestinia's Story

The man was right, even with his more detailed explanation of what was going on, Selfi still didnt know what to do. She didnt even know what 'Skyfall' was, which didnt help. The name was also unknown to her. But it kind of calmed her to know that this man was a criminal... How strange that sounds. You could say that this planet was fucked up. "... I dont know?" That was the only thing she could think of as a reaction. "Uhm... If you're new, then I would recommend you to be careful... This place is kind of... Dangerous you see..." That was what she was told anyway, and it kind of matched with what she had seen.

Selfi didnt seem to notice the humming noise. Even if she did, she wouldnt be that worried about it. Careless. She didnt really get the 'joke' from the man, but didnt really mind it. The question of the man was something she couldnt really answer though. It may seem strange, but it was one of those questions that wasnt really that answer-able to her. "Uhm... The City? There is a lake not too far from here... But I dont think that's what your looking for..." She seemed to trail off for a moment as she took a moment to look around her, seeming to check the surrounding area. It wouldnt help to answer the question... She honestly didnt even know why she did. "There is this place, not too far from here, which is basically a safe-haven for supernatural beings and such... You would probably be safe there... Its littered with vampires though." She then added.

Selfi looked back at the man as he spoke. "Not really... Its just that I dont really like them since, well... They're vampires.." She then said to the man. It was true, vampires didnt exactly have the best reputation out there. The thing that worried her the most though, was that giant group or faction of them. It kind of intimidated her to see them uniting and creating a group... It wasnt wrong or anything, but still. It just felt dangerous to her.

Selfi seemed a bit suprised at the mans words. The man was actually starting to slightly irritate her. The man seemed to be obsessed with getting 'equipment'. It was actually slightly worrying. "I dont know..." She then muttered. This man could actually be dangerous. What would happen after he got his equipment? He was a criminal after all, and not without reason. She should be much more careful then she was being at the moment. "Just hide... There is no reason to start fighting against 'them' or what not." She then added. Hopefully that would make sense.

Selfi honestly didnt know... Somewhere to hide.. "I guess the city would be fine..." She then said. It was kind of true, there were a lot of people there, blending in wouldn't be that hard. There was one question though... "Can they track you or something..?" She then said slightly worried. If so then they would have quite a big problem...

Selfi seemed slightly relieved. "Alright then... Uh... The city is.." She pointed behind her while looking towards it. "There." She then said. Hopefully that would be enough information. "You should be able to stay somewhere there..." She wasnt actually that good at this stuff. Oh well, hopefully this would atleast help the man.

Perhaps they would, perhaps they wouldn't. The only thing she was left with was slight confusion and a questioning thoughts. Who exactly was this person? Or better, who was he running from? well, she would probably never find out. And she could live with that. Selfi then turned back to the other side of the forest as she continued her path.

Fagrim marched through the underbrush of the Dark Woods. He leaned on his staff, heaving every now and then from the exertion of the hike. Two companions trailed behind the dwarf. One was a skeletal wolf that wandered to and fro from tree to tree, bones rattling as it prowled, and the other was a tall silent figure clad in body armor. The armored man carried a cudgel at his hip, and he kept a careful watch on the surrounding woods through the tinted lens of a black biker helmet.

Bloop-5 whirred slowly along, eyes not glowing as bright as they once did.

Alastor McNibmet lifted his head as the newcomer appeared.

Eh?! This place hasn't seen a visitor in years! What d'ye say there, traveler?

he squawked.

Mabus Thumbnail manifests in the Dark Woods, assuming a physical form which is visible and recognizably familiar to others. From his appearance, it was obvious that he was a Dark Elf of some kind. He had pale blue, almost gray skin, pointy ears, long wavey jet black hair and shiny golden eyes which seemed to reflect any light in the dark forest. As he manifested out of thin air, appearing in the center of a magical faery ring in an open clearing in the Dark Woods, he heard a voice. Alastor McNibmet lifted his head up to see Mabus Thumbnail stepping forward out of the darkness and into the woods. The individual addressed him in the universal common language, which Mabus spoke fluently. "Hello there, stranger." Mabus answered, acknowledging Alastor's presence in the clearing. "I am Mabus, what's your name?" He asked curiously, amused that Alastor had addressed him casually without any hesitation or fear despite seeing the dark elf magically appear out of nowhere right in front of him.

Alastor McNibmet chuckled at the formal reply.

Oh, I'm Alastor McNibmet, yer best inventor in all of Aslund!

he boasted before turning back to the tinker-toy-table before him.

Mabus listened as Alastor introduced himself before going back to work, tinkering with one of his latest inventions. Mabus glanced down at the work bench, his golden eyes shimmering and shining from the light reflected off of Alastor's tool set. It was late at night, and Mabus wondered why someone like Alastor McNibmet was out in the middle of the Dark Woods by himself at this hour. "A great inventor? Out here in the forest this late at night? What are you inventing?" Mabus inquired, curiously intrigued with the socially awkward human being who had addressed him, and who didn't even seem to be alarmed by the dark elf's sudden presence, despite Mabus' drastically different skin tone and menacing physical appearance as his pointed ears perked up at the inventor's words.

Bloop-5 had never been in the presence of a being such as Mabus. The small machine gently whirred as it rose to almost-eye-level with Mabus, beginning it's path in a circumference to map width on it's way to height.

Alastor McNibmet was focused on his invention and was either too busy to answer Mabus Thumbnail at that moment or had simply not heard him speaking over the sound of his own clambering and tinkering. Mabus sometimes forgot that humans couldn't hear as well as elves, and was about to repeat himself more loudly when all of a sudden, Bloop-5 came to life and started hovering off the work table right in front of him, causing Mabus to forget what he was about to say as he turned his attention instead on the floating octopus-like machine as it whirred in mid-air, rising to almost-eye-level with the druidic dark elf. Mabus' pointy ears flickered slightly with curiosity, as if having a mind of their own which sometimes betrayed his feelings and emotions. It was obvious that Bloop-5 had caught him by surprise, as Mabus had not sensed another lifeform in the immediate vicinity so close to him. "Oh, well that's interesting. Hello there." Mabus said, still looking at Bloop-5, this time with more caution as he tried to determine whether the robotic octopus was a threat or not.

His golden eyes twinkled briefly, reflecting the light from the inventor's headlamp. Mabus appeared almost-pitch-black at night, but the dim light was enough to betray just a hint of blue tincture to his otherwise shadowy skin. If not for his shining eyes, silver nails and thin gold spiderweb-like decorative jewelry, he might not have been noticeable at all in the Dark Woods, having almost no silhouette which could be observed visually in the shadows. Thumbnail was in his own element, and when he spoke, he bore perfectly white pointed teeth vaguely similar to a piranha's jaws. This only added to his menacing appearance as his wide nostrils flared at the sight of Bloop-5, his 5.8 foot tall slender frame becoming slightly more tense while he glanced down at the seated inventor before looking back up at the small jellyfish-like machine that was whirring in front of him. His pointy ears were standing upright now as Mabus the Darkelf placed his right hand into his matte black robe, keeping his left hand down at his side. He had short but sharp silver nails on his left hand, which was just as dark as his face. But despite his angry expression, Mabus actually wasn't angry either. He just looked more phenotypically unfriendly and malicious, but really he was just startled and unnerved by the mysterious machine with the long spindley tentacles which he had originally mistaken for scrap metal, and was curious to know who or what this thing was.

Peter winces underneath his helmet again. Another headache, and he wasn't quite sure how he got here. He coughs once, and again presses his leather gloves against his metal temple. As he looks around, there are quite a lot of figures, both human and not quite human in various places in the trees. He stumbles through the dirt toward the three figures closest to him, his heavy metal boots pressing deep indentations in the earth. He gives a friendly "Howdy," to the figures, one of which looks like an... Octopus? The other two looked human enough, but as he got closer, he wasn't quite sure about one of them. He makes out pointed ears, and almost immediately asks, "Hey, Moon, is that you?" As he gets closer, though, he doesn't think so. They were dressed quite different.

He takes off his helmet in the hopes that maybe he'll be able to see better in the dark, but it doesn't help much. He says again, "Howdy, what are y'all doing here?"

Thumbnail stared at Bloop-5 for a moment, examining its structure while still keeping a bit of caution. After a moment, he withdrew his right hand from his black robe collar, holding a purple handkerchief. Thumbnail glanced at Bloop-5 with a bit of hesitation before moving his hand closer to it. He noticed that the machine was somewhat dirty and neglected, its strange small red eyes glowing rather dim, so Mabus used his purple handkerchief to wipe the octopus-like robot's face, polishing its metallic exterior in hopes that it might be able to see him better, and perhaps deem the Darkelf as less of a threat.

That wasn't to say there weren't hidden dangers in the forest. As he put away his handkerchief, Thumbnail's dark vision and elven senses started to kick in. He started to sense a powerful presence in the Dark Woods, one of great size and a familiar scent. "Dragons" he whispered to himself, becoming more aware of his surroundings in the dark. But there was something else closing in on his position. Thumbnail's pointy ears perked up as Peter coughed. Humans were always easy to detect, for even the stealthy ones were loud and smelled funny to elves. Thumbnail was able to detect him coming from a mile away, and could see Peter R. Sheffield approaching even in the dead of night. Thumbnail's golden eyes shimmered again briefly as Bloop-5 scanned over them, and he glanced down at the inventor again before peering into the Dark Woods.

Peter's heavy boots made quite a ruckus to the Darkelf as he approached the scene, greeting them from the darkness. Thumbnail stood there motionlessly as the man approached the clearing before stopping to remove his helmet. "Hello there," Mabus said calmly while looking directly at the man in the heavy armour. It was obvious that Peter couldn't see him very well in the dark, but Thumbnail's voice alone was enough to inform the stranger that he was not this Moon character. Mabus examined Peter's metal suit for a moment, but said nothing as he looked around, still sensing another hidden presence in the immediate area. The Darkelf was very keen and aware of the hidden dangers in the darkness, even if nobody else could feel it.

At that moment, Peter R. Sheffield spoke again. "Howdy, what are y'all doing here?" he asked. It seemed like a legitimate question to most people. "I should be asking you the same," Mabus answered. After all, Mabus was a Darkelf, and the Dark Woods were as natural to him as a fish in water. If anyone was out of their element, it was the strange inventor and the man in the metal suit. What were humans doing this deep in the Dark Woods at this hour of the night? Mabus found that to be quite suspicious and strange. After a moment, Thumbnail reached back into his black robe and pulled out a small glass vile with a cork in it, containing a strange glowing blue liquid which appeared to be some kind of elixir.