Post by jasondemac on Oct 22, 2015 11:40:13 GMT -7
"Ritual. Delightful." Stok had never had much experience with magic, but the experience he had had so far was bad.
"Laughingstok." Stok replied to Tucker's question simply. He moved a branch out of the way of his head and let it swing past him, making the now eary sunset flicker on his mask. What little found it's way through the thickening wilderness, that is. The night air had already begun to reach freezing. Up until now Stok's lack of cold weather gear had been made up for by regular stops at taverns. Right about now he wished he ownowned a fur or two.
Tucker was used to such cold and he dressed for it well. Since he did live around theses parts he knew to keep warm at night. He smirked at Stok's name and turned and eyed him. "Is that an other lie..or do you just don't remember your real name..or did you just give it to yourself?"He asked him as he continued to led him and stopped in front of what looked like a big dead tree that looked like the devil dancing in the night of the forest. It was the largest tree there in the middle and he went towards it as he pulled out a hidden knife he had within the mess of clothes he wore.
Post by jasondemac on Oct 23, 2015 13:47:01 GMT -7
"This coming from the guy named 'Tucker'" Stok said with a chuckle. He was rather confused by the statement. Flaffel had told him all boys named themselves at fifteen years. Nevertheless, Stok shrugged and continued following tucker. When he reached the tree he gazed upon it in indifference. He made a small "hm." Sound in notice. When Tucker pulled his blade Stok watched in curiosity and leaned against a dogwood tree about two yards away, in shelter from the wind. Night had now fully descended upon the woods. Surely it wouldn't be long before the predators came out to play.
|^|Oh Maybe Some Dire Creatures? Surely There are Wolves Around the Alps.|^|
"At least it's better then your name"Tucker shot back smirking at him slightly as he had took out the picture and placed it on the ground before the tree before taking his knife and slicing his hand open letting some of the blood drip down onto the paper.Though the blood might attract other creatures it didn't seem to bother Tucker at all As she had closed his eyes and began to mumble some kind of weird summon thing it seemed. It all seemed strange and weird to anyone that watched the boy and it was as if the boy all a sudden began to have a seizure on the ground by the tree within seconds he laid there motionless his hand seemed to heal,but it just stopped bleeding.
Post by jasondemac on Oct 24, 2015 20:25:31 GMT -7
Laughingstok remained motionless against the tree, distracted by the hunting call of a pack of wolves. Miles away surely, but their howls carry for miles still.
"I wonder... if he needs help..." Stok said, staring at Tucker's convulsing on the ground. The blood had stopped, so whether Stok cared to help or not would be irrelevant. There was nothing he could do if Tucker really were having a seizure.
He probably stayed like that for about five minutes before he had sat up covered in sweat and glanced over at Stok surpized he was still sitting there just watching him the whole time. He coked his head slightly and wiped some blood from his lips from where he seemed to have bitten them during the thing that looked like a seizure. "So tell me...."He said as he reached over and picked up the paper with Soul's picture on it. "Are you going to tell anyone that this mission came from a vampire to find a vampire?"He asked Stok curiously. "It's on way to get people killed....but I guess you didn't want anyone to know that. Maybe there are some fools that might take this job for the thrill of the hunt,but not knowing that this mission came from a vampire....this is very interesting....and no....this young man is not in this city....he's miles away from here"He added and talked as if he knew where this person was . Better yet. He knew that Stok had got this mission from a vampire. Somehow he knew this,but on to way was a mystery.
Post by jasondemac on Oct 27, 2015 18:42:52 GMT -7
"Well we are talented aren't we? Alright. Let's start then." Stok said, extending a hand to Tucker to help him up. After this he would turn and begin their journey for the night. This would be the norm from now on, most likely. Travel by night, sleep during the day. It's the best way to make sure they were protected (as much as could be possible) from the blood suckers they were tracking. They were dangerously close to the kill zone. Stok suddenly gave an itching thought to whether or not Lord Jamar's scent was still on him.
Tucker grabbed his hand when he offered it to him to help him up and he nodded his head."Very well..."He said and smiled looking up at Stok. "Yeah I am very talented not many things can get by me....well...words anyways...other things..well...still kinda working on it,but...i'm going to be a master at it..so I'll be fine"He said and laughed slightly."Don't worry so much....bloodsuckers never really come around me..I don't know why...,but....ever since I could remember they just stay away.....probably because they knw who I worship.....and they probably know the old lady"He added with a laugh."Anyways....lets go this way to that town....we might get a lead there...and you look like your freezing...."He teased.
Laughingstok continued through the night with his hunting companion. A few minutes passed in silence. Stok was extra uncomfortable during uncomfortable silences as it was hard for him to be, well, silent. A howl, noticably closer than the last, struck the skies and filled the gap.
"So? it'd be quite the plot development if we were attacked by wolves or something about now."
Stok was well aware the pack had caught their scent. That howl wasn't a gathering, it was an order. He knew they could be expecting some fauna company very soon. Stok put his arm out to his side to stop his companion.
"Game plan: Climb this tree."
He gave no explanation. Stok doubted Tucker knew the wolves were coming. I guess we'll see if Tucker thought Stok was just insane or if he could follow orders. Stok began with a low branch and heaved himself up. He gave an impressive display of climbing that would make any parkour expert proud and found himself sheltered in the middle of a towering oak in less than twenty seconds.
"Are you scared of wolves or something Mister?"Tucker asked him with a laugh as he watched him climb the tree like there was nothing to it and he seemed so worried about being attacked by wolves. Wolves didn't really attack anyone they just liked to toy with others and it seemed Stok here was scared of them.He shook his head at him as he looked around. "It's not the wolves you have to worry about Stok....it's...other things"He said wondering what they wolves wore hunting and why they sounded so close,but it didn't seem to bother him that much they wasn't savage animals like people wore led to believe. Besides he lived among them for the most part. "I wonder if it's a howler ....and not really a wolf"He said to Stok. "Oh be careful up there....I got a trap somewhere around here"He added.
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