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Gypsy Camp

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a part of The Multiverse, by Remæus.

The largest gypsy clan this side of Terra, the [url=http://www.roleplaygateway.com/roleplay/the-multiverse/groups/the-mistwood-gypsy-clan ]Mistwood gypsy[/url] camp is a bustling place of activity and cheer. Though beneath the backdrop of color and prosperity lays something far more sinister. The Cursed Wood. Both superstitious and wary of strangers, these gypsy outcasts have long learned to take care of themselves.

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The largest gypsy clan this side of Terra, the Mistwood gypsy camp is a bustling place of activity and cheer. Though beneath the backdrop of color and prosperity lays something far more sinister. The Cursed Wood. Both superstitious and wary of strangers, these gypsy outcasts have long learned to take care of themselves.

However, outsiders often believe that this clan's deviations from their ancestral ways brought about their blight. Dubbed 'Cursed' by their compatriots, few other gypsy clans will mingle with the gypsies of Mistwood.

The Mistwood Gypsy Clan serves as a haven for other individuals of like mind. Outcasts of the gypsy people who have carved out a name for themselves despite their unorthodox ways.
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Gypsy Camp

The largest gypsy clan this side of Terra, the [url=http://www.roleplaygateway.com/roleplay/the-multiverse/groups/the-mistwood-gypsy-clan ]Mistwood gypsy[/url] camp is a bustling place of activity and cheer. Though beneath the backdrop of color and prosperity lays something far more sinister. The Cursed Wood. Both superstitious and wary of strangers, these gypsy outcasts have long learned to take care of themselves.

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Gypsy Camp is a part of Cursed Wood.

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Ciara Corrigan [20] Free spirited and rebellious, Ciara lives by her own rules.
Crystalline Sprite [1] This great rarity flickers and glimmers in the sunlight.
Kyre Syme [1] Winged, flying like a bat out of hell, without a care in the world
Manami M. [1]
PO-WD [0] A middle sized robot designed to mount and carry offense. He can take reasonable punishment, and can dish out rather large amounts of damage in return with ranged or close combat. Very chivalrous.
Kenji Tatsuya Shen-Ryu [0] "This is the life we chose."

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Whisper's initial instinct was fear, further encouraged by the man's own fear, but that was quickly suppressed at the man's behaviors which were anything but hostile. A strong sense of wariness still remained and her pulse had yet to slow to a more normal rhythm, but the fear was being replaced with concern, and once again, confusion.

The offered hand was met with an instinctive withdrawing of her own hand to her chest. Physical contact was something she avoided on a reflexive level. “Who are you?” she asked at last.

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The mans hand jerked back at her words, as if he had just been scolded. His palm slapped to his chest and both arms curled about him defensively. "Wh-whisper-er." It wasn't a stutter, but it may have seemed it. "Insp-pired by y-yourself to be t-truthful."

"Y-you're after him, aren't you?"

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“After who?” Whisper replied before casting a look about.

The night was cold, but furthermore, if one of the gypsies happened out and saw her standing outside in the cold, there would be awkward questions to answer. However, closing herself inside a small confined area with a stranger very strongly went against her instincts.

Taking a deep breath though, she at last moved inside and closed the door carefully behind her.

Taking a moment to compose herself she turned back around to face him. The caravan was cramped as it hadn't been designed for multiple people to reside within it, but there was room enough to maneuver.

“Why don't you sit down,” Whisper offered.

Sometimes her lack of recollection was both a blessing and a curse. Not having the experiences to leave her jaded made her far more amiable towards strangers that show up out of the night than was normal, though that was not always a good thing. She was remarkably naive to the dangers people posed.

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“I don't understand. Pursuing me? But why?” Whisper pressed further.

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The Whisperer's hand jerked sharply, almost an agressive gesture, towards the staff. "He w-wants it."

"For a ritual."

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Whisper's head turned to follow the hand gesture.

“The staff? I don't even know what it is...” Whispered offered in weak protest.

It sounded weak even to her own ears. As had already been proven, and painfully so, her lack of recollection did little to influence how others perceived her.

“They told me I swore to protect it, that is all I know about it,” she explained.

Though, she had come here in search of answers. Perhaps this man could provide her them?

“Please, can you tell me more? What it is? What all of this has to do with me?” She pressed onward in her need for answers.

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The Whisperer danced across the room, as if to escape Whisper herself and get closer to the staff. He dropped to his knees when close, keeping his eyes locked onto it. "It is a sacrif-ficial knife, g-ranted by the second-to-last f-fool priest," he said, one hand held up, half-curled. "H-his right h-hand shall plunge the knife into the h-heart of the c-current priest, and He shall awaken."

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Whisper tensed as the man neared the staff. She knew not its capabilities, but she recalled so little, that the few things she had managed to uncover, she clung to strongly. Moving across the caravan she carefully retrieved the object, turning her back to the man to lay it lengthwise across the small cot that served as a bed.

She didn't turn around though, but rather, let her finger tips play over the surface of the metal once more. It was difficult to piece together the information she was receiving, but it went to reason that she had sought to keep the staff from this being that the Whisperer spoke of.

“And you? What is your place in all of this?” she asked.

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Whisper tensed as the man neared the staff. She knew not its capabilities, but she recalled so little, that the few things she had managed to uncover, she clung to strongly. Moving across the caravan she carefully retrieved the object, turning her back to the man to lay it lengthwise across the small cot that served as a bed.

She didn't turn around though, but rather, let her finger tips play over the surface of the metal once more. It was difficult to piece together the information she was receiving, but it went to reason that she had sought to keep the staff from this being that the Whisperer spoke of.

“And you? What is your place in all of this?” she asked.

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"-need to trust me-" came the whispers from the staff, though the voice seemed to have the wrong tone to be a part of this conversation. "I-I like all servants to H-him am unwilling," they explained, with a gentle bow. "I am the alpha," he explained, mouth splitting into a wide grin, teeth being shown. "H-his eyes. I am d-drawn deeply to these objects crafted by the s-second to last priest. I hunt the r-remnants of Jonathan B-black's legacy as Corruption."

He was growing zealous, sounding less afraid and more intense by the moment.

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Jonathan Black. Corruption. The name and word were both lost on Whisper, but she processed them away for later. She had long learned that not all information makes sense when you first receive it, but that it is still valuable. Understanding would come with time... Sylvire had once promised her that so very long ago.

Her fingers closed around the staff as they conversed. She could feel him back there behind her, she didn't need her eyes for that, and she was beginning to grow uneasy at his presence.

“There are others? Like the staff?” Whisper asked. Her unease was peeking, but her desire for information outweighed it for the moment.

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The man held a hand in front of his face. "Two m-masks," he stuttered, hatefully spitting the words from his mouth, hand lowering once more. "Traitor to H-him, created w-ways to f-fight the Corruption in the t-time before his death. An e-equally unwilling servant who would be f-forced to obey."

"B-but his service was t-terminated by another."

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“Where are these masks now?” Whisper asked.

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The man stared, mouth clamping shut as he fell silent. They crept forward on all fours to before Whisper. "One belongs to G-gayle. The other belonged to you, but has since been lost."

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Belonged to her? If it had been with the gypsies, they would have given it to her... No, chances were it wasn't here.

“Gayle?” Whisper inquired.

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"F-forgive me," the man said, rising up to his feet and bowing all in the same motion, "I am b-but a humble scout. I m-must report back to the m-master." There was loathing in his voice now. He clearly was unwilling. But really, what bound him?

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The man's words were akin to giving a dying man water, only to take it away again. To be so close to one who seemed to have answers, only to have it slip away again. Part of her wanted to catch his arm, to ask him to stay, to tell her more, but part of her also was beginning to reach a realization.

She couldn't stay here. If he had found her, and what he said was true, others would as well. If her time in Aelora had taught her nothing of herself, it had at least taught her survival and hiding. She would need to find someplace safer for herself and the staff.

Though the recollection was lost on her, her decision to leave the gypsies was a near perfect replica of her departure one year ago. The decision to leave, rather than bring trouble down upon them.

“I understand,” she said.

Moving to gather together what few belongings she had, she was already making to pack even before he had a chance to leave. She would head out at first light.

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"I hear there are wolves in this part of the woods," the man said, pressing his back to the wall, "Watch out for them." He slipped straight through it, and should anyone pay close attention they would hear hasty footsteps fleeing the gypsy camp.

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Adjusting his hat, a man dressed well for little occasion eyed the many tents set further down the road. It wasn't exactly a long trip considering his recent work, albeit a rather chilly one - hence the only reason he'd bother shrouding him self once more in a duster. Making sure his face was shadowed properly, he'd begun slowly walking towards it. Wasn't a snowy day like this the equivalent of one last year? He'd met a person then, God knows, by fate? To face such an opponent however, he would need to make sure his tools were up to date. What better way to do so than check in with folk that speak such horrific tales them selves?

Despite his outfit, he'd still probably stand out quite inefficiently. Guess sacrifices must be made for beauty! Upon nearing the camp, he'd begun to eye out for anyone that might look like a leader of sorts, despite hearing quite firmly not to trespass. Apparently the fellas here didn't like new people. Nomads? Or just rednecks? Guess he was about to find out.

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Before Scar's arrival the place had been a hustling hive of activity. Women were hard at work, tanning leathers, sewing, cooking while men were repairing wagons and seeing to the horses, and children ran about playing amongst each other, their childish squeals of delight mingled with the yapping of dogs.

However, Scar's approach was met with outright suspicion and cold eyes from all around. Each and every man, woman and child, both young and old alike had turned to stare at him as he passed by. Not a one spoke, and an eerie silence fell over the place.

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For a few moments, he simply walked through, doing his best to not quite literally step out of or into anyone's lines, although soon stopped and placed a hand into his left pocket. His eyes scanned about those present - no good, can't give the kids a bad example. Ah well, he can probably grab a smoke later. The eyes took a brief glance at the distant haunting visage of the Cursed Wood- just more questions.

Walking up to a nearby tent with a woman keeping her 9 year old in a "stay away from the weirdo, don't want you catching the stupid-AIDS" grasp, Scar flicked out a toothpick and placed it in his mouth. Leaning down, he revealed a light smile and politely requested.
"'Scuse me, sorry if I'm interrupting anything, but would you be kind enough to direct me to your folks' leading man- or woman?" He remembered to catch him self at the end there. The last time he got the gender wrong, it certainly didn't earn him any drinks.

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The woman ushered her son inside their abode as Scar approached. “I'm sorry, I can't help you, why don't you just move on, strangers aren't welcome here.” With that, the woman herself went inside, leaving Scar standing out in the cold by himself.

Several others had begun to murmur amongst themselves in hushed tones, resuming their work, but they continued to keep an eye on the man.

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Stepping out of a nearby wagon to find out what was going on outside was a young fiery looking woman with thick locks of unruly hair and an outfit to match her demeanor. Crimson and gold seemed her colors of choice, and her wrists and neck were adorned with numerous ornaments that chimed with her movements.

Approaching Scar she practically rolled her eyes at her kinsmen, who in turn eyed her with distaste at her decision to speak with the stranger.

“Forgive my kinsmen, they're understandably wary of strangers,” she offered in way of greeting.

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He blinked, rising as the latter party retreated to a safer heaven. Guess it's a fine thing she didn't start swearing or throwing things - that actually happened once before. Although it was said tribe leader, her people were nicer. He did a stellar job of ignoring the whispers the rest began to weave. It was then another woman had approached him. A somewhat more understanding one, albeit he couldn't help but notice the rest of the fellas giving her poisonous stares for it.

"Oh no, no apology necessary. Living in times such as these, I'd be concerned if they weren't." Scar extended a hand. "Sebastian, the pleasure's all mine. I was hoping you good folk could help me with a task I've been working on?" He continued, assuming the one before him was indeed a leader-worthy character. The man always had a way to never bat an eye as he was slipping lies.

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“Ciara, Ciara Corrigan,” the woman replied. She eyed the hand though awkwardly didn't take the offered greeting. Even for herself some superstitions died hard, and finally she just nodded her head back the way Scar had come.

“I don't know if I can be of any help, but why don't we walk that way in meanwhile, before we cause a scandal?” Ciera inquired.