a begining (omio)

[jada]

"Stall you? Why would I stall you? I didn't want to be hit by the archers any more then you did. And excuse me for being so fidgety but I do have a secret I don't want the world to know about, and I'm not quite sure if you have figured it out or not. If you have figured it out then I'm not so sure you would truely care, but if you haven't figured it out i'd like to keep it a secret."

(OCC: I think that is the awnser to what you were asking. If you meant something else let me know. I was a little confused. I don't know what some of those words mean.)

[Omio]

Omio then jumped in to it. "If you wish to cause utter chaos once again, then please, feel free to make conjecture of what I said. But since Lyndi has revealed to me, and you at the same time, why she wants to hide, I believe that she needs to be taught, and if you create a travesty within the town, then haste will be required. Lyndi, now would call for haste. Let us make it." He set the still-full cup of tea down, got up, and got to running once again. "Whatever you do, remember that I'm no enemy."

[jada]

Lyndi Watched Omio get up and run. She looked after. She turned around and took one last look at Raven. she took in his handsomeness and mysteriousness, then she too ran. She only ran a little ways at first then Sifted into a Black panther, it would be easier to follow Omio in this form. She tracked him down and caught up to him and kept pace with him. She just hoped he knew it was her.

(OOC: not a lot sorry)

[Silvarn]

Raven slumped back, defeated, in his chair. "I must be losing my charm, Francis. Those two should have offered up the darkest secrets from their wells of memory when I asked them. They, ignored me, Francis. My silver tongue must be rusting. Those people in that city were swayed over by Gossrir, that pig. I do not understand. How did this happen?"

"I remember a young man who touched my heart and brought tears to his eyes when he spoke. He knew my pain and put it into words that could accurately describe it. I helped him save others like ourselves, but he grew rich on it and slowly warped. Raven, I speak of you."

"What do you want me to do, Francis? I must free the slaves of Valear, and this is the only way I know how."

"Do not lie to me, Raven. You do not have to be so socially manipulative. You do not even have to be mean. I miss the old charisma that could turn even the most deep-set man. Talk to the dignitaries. Be crafty, not cruel."

"Francis, I..." he choked back tears, "What have I become?"

[Omio]

After a bit, a panther began to approach him, and considering the direction, the liklyhood of it being Lyndi was high. However, that was taking a rsik. A needless one. He then used his more hidden of skills, and soon enough, was barely visible, and completely inaudible. All of a sudden, he remembered that Lyndi would'nt see him. He stopped for a moment, and re-positionned himself so that he could no longer be seen.

This was a test. If this creature was indeed wild, it would smell him out and do something. If it was Lyndi, she would either stop, or resume running even. He then remembered something else. If the panther was indeed Lyndi, she would be able to understand english. "Stop here, do nothing more."

[jada]

Omio disapeared from her veiw and Lyndi haulted. She sniffed around for him but soon herd his voice, "Stop here, do nothing more."

So Lyndi Obeyed and stopped, and waited so Omio knew it would be safe for him to come out.

While she was waiting she couldn't help but think about the handsome Raven. She would really liked to have helped him free slaves but his methods were violent and he seemed to be overpowering at times, and she didn't like that about him. She let the memory of him fade and she brought her attention back to the thick woods where she waited until Omio thought it was safe to make himself noticed.

[Omio]

He waited. She stopped. She definately heard and complied. He no longer had a need to hide. "Thank you. Let's move. We no longer need to be hasty. Only silent." And he stepped from his hidden position, his left arm sore fron an awkward angle. "Please, either allow me to see you when you morph, or give me some clear indicator of some sort... I don't like to do something clever like that... Now we need to move further eastward. I know precidely where. He lead further in, and finally arrived at the spot he desired. "Come here, I must carry you among this part. Unless you like explosions?"

[jada]

Lyndi moved steathily by his side. It was easy being a panther. All she had to do was pretend she was hunting something. It was fun to creep around quietly. She followed Omio until he came to a stop and said, "Come here, I must Carry you among this part. Unless you like explosions?"

Lyndi looked up at him the tugged lightly on his clothing so he could watch her morph. She shifted into a Small Falcoln and flew up to his shoulder, where she lightly gripped because she didn't want to dig her sharp talons into his skin. She ruffled her feathers and then settled down comfortly.

[Silvarn]

Raven stood and ruffled the three chairs back into his kimono. He lightly brushed a smooth, silky sleeve against his eyes to wipe what moisture laid there. "Where shall we head next, Francis?" he asked his closest friend.

"Perhaps it would be best for us to take a short break from our constant struggle. So that we may better face what challenges lay ahead." his friend advised as he fidgeted with the blue sack holding the blood-stained dagger.

"That would be the best course of action. It will give me time to contemplate a new strategy. One like the one I used to have. Oh, give that dagger to me. I will keep it as a memento to remind me of my old ways." He stored the dagger, sack and all, into his kimono. "No longer will I be a backstabber. I shall no longer lie. Half of the truth is sometimes more powerful than the opposite. But first, I have a score to settle with Gossrir."

"My lord Raven, can that wait? You need rest."

"No, now is the best time to strike again. His subjects are in a state of unrest, created by my doing. Besides, I want to know how he bested me. That information is integral to reformulating my plan of action."

"Yes, I see, my lord." Francis said with slight reluctance and a short bow.

"Do not fear, my good friend. The feral bird of prey has flown away. In its place resides the raven, a beast of wisdom and guile. I shall follow it, for though it is crafty, it is benevolent to those who returns its favor. I shall not return to my old ways, I swear this."

[Omio]

She morphed into a falcon. That's a good idea. "Thanks, that'll make things easier." Indeed, it would. Now he had to close his eyes as he stepped. Forward, forward, right, backwards-right, backwards-right, forwards-right, forwards-right, forward, forward, forward, forwards-left, forwards-left, and lastly, he ducked and made a wide step forward. That was the last step he made. He was now in. "Welcome to my natural fortress. Remember these 2 trees well, because if you pass them, there's going to be a series of about 35 explosions, and those exact 2 trees will ignite on fire, soon engulfing the forest in a strong blaze." He walked forward, found a mossy handle, and lifted it, revealing an underground compartment. He had spent a bit too much here, one would assume. However, his father had actually helped him with the underground conpartment of it before he died. He was stubborn to the point where he wouldn't budge. Even if he was ill, he could work, so he did. The death was a cost to that. Nonetheless, with the setup, a lot of time was indeed spent out here.

"Now we can start talking business. You've already majored one thing. That's silencing your footsteps. The next thing we're going to go through is applying paints. If you notice my face, I use different colours for different locations we go to. The mountains use more of the brown to tan shades whereas the forest gives some darker and greener tones. When you paint, the only things you usually need to worry about is your face, and your hands - but that's if you don't wear gloves. When you paint, use random blobs to create a pattern that will disguise yourself. Also, I have to hand it to you, your suit will allow you to camoflage rather well. You must've prepared well within town, or made a good chioce of gear without knowing it conciously. Nonetheless, gear does matter - although you've already got that covered already."

He grabbed his paints and placed them on the ground, assorting them from light green to dark green, to dark brown, to light brown. "Choose your colours. I will help you if you want."Typoes, typoes, typoes... @____@ -

[jada]

Lyndi paid close attention to everything Omio told her.

"Yes, i chose my gear so i could survive out in the wild in an elven form. It's my born form and I love it the most, but being an animal can be much easier at times." She smiled at him after regaining her elven shape.

She looked down at all of the colors curiously," Omio I think I may need some help. I haven't the slightest idea of where to start." She giggled and smiled back at him.


(idk what else to say 0_0 Writters block and shortage of time )

[Omio]

"You cannot even choose? It's as simple as the area we're in..." He paused for a second. "Oh, fine, I'll spit the answer. You'll need dark greens, and dark browns. Some light greens are okay, but not for the time we'll be out and about. Which reminds me, time is a factor. When it's a dark, dark night, black paints and inks are unbleivable in camo. But anyhow, pick up a couple of tones, depending on your mood, and I'll help you with the pattern." Under the paints he wore, Omio could feel his cheeks redden.

((This could translate into something. And yes, I'm being kinda indirect about it.))

[jada]

"Ok so when useing paints I need to be aware of my surroundings, and the time of day or night. I got it," She smiled at him. She picked up some different Dark greens, and some browns, and black. "Will these work? And what do you mean by pattern, I figured you would just blend some of the paints, and create leaf like shapes. this is a lot more complicated then I thought." She laughed. She was really happy she had Omio to help her. She was even happier they met and were such good friends already.

((OCC: ok. We shall see how it goes))

[Omio]

"Yes. Surroundings and time are essential. I plan on leaving here at a somewhat dark time, so..." Omio looked at her choices. "...Utter perfection." He dipped his left index finger into a dark dreen, his other index finger into the black, and made 3 blobs on Lyndi's face. The paint on his face began to crack, and the blushing was showing. However, he went on. He dipped his right middle finger into one of the dark browns, his right ring finger into another dark green, and used those two to make 5 more blobs. He was going to have to redo his own paint soon; his was cracking and peeling off. However, he didn't know, so he resumed...

((Lyndi should see it. XDD))

[jada]

Lyndi stood perfectly still while Omio was putting the paint on her face. She had nothing better to do so she studdied his face. she noticed his own paint. It was cracking and peeling off. soon enough she could see the skin underneath. Was Omio blushing? she was curious but wasn't sure what to say. She hasn't known him that long. But she definatly loved him more then anyone in a long time. Not that she knew anyone other then him, but none the less she still liked him and hoped he'd be around for the rest of her life.

"I think you might have to redo your own paint Omio, it's starting to peel off." Lyndi giggled.