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Post by kokoran714 on Jun 25, 2011 21:43:56 GMT -4
8 arrows protruded from the bulls-eye mark on the target Paul was practicing on.
Along with those two projectiles, about a dozen other arrows jutted out of the other rings, as well as Paul's whittling knife which was lodged into a nearby tree.
Today, the Maestro had decided to get just outside of the city to have a place to have peace and quiet to practice his archery skills.
Panting, Paul smiled at his success: Before hand, Paul had only been able to get about 6 or 7 arrows in the bulls-eye mark, but this was his personal best.
Paul retrived his ammunition and fixed whatever arrows needed to be fixed, and then sat down on a nearby boulder. He quickly moved, however, when he heard some dryads giggling from some nearby trees.
Grinning playfully, he saw some nearby trees scuttle closer to himself. Paul playfully thought, Looks like i'm not going to get away that easy. I'd love to play with them, but I just don't feel like doing it right now....Oh I know how to get rid of these pesky sprites!
Wheeling around on his sandals, Paul cried out, "Whoever can bring me a hawk first, I'll take them out to a picnic tommorow! I'll be right here, waiting!"
Squeals exploded as the tree nymphs quickly shifted out of their leafy forms, and into beautiful maidens. They tore across the field, each trying to run as fast as they could to go and try and find the aviary.
Paul Chuckled to himself, "I've never fully understood why nymphsy have such a liking for me. I''m just an average guy."
As he saw the last Dryad rush out of sight, Paul began writing down in his journal: It had been a couple of days since anything exciting happened.
Paul paused in the sentce he was writing, and looked at a scar on his right arm; It was a burn recieved, during his joust with Lea. The priest smiled at the thought of the red-head, "I wonder what that knuckle-head's doing right now? Probably causing trouble!"
He lauged again and looked at the picture he had drawn of the fire and disc weilding hot-head. Sigh... What to do
Paul looked at the drawing again, and a sudden feeling of inspiration filled him.... Not the normal kind he had, this one seemed much deeper...
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Post by lunardevian on Jun 28, 2011 7:21:55 GMT -4
(Hey Koko...guess who...not Lea silly lol)
The shape of a Gummi Ship came into view as it landed on the new world. The side hatch opened up an out stepped not a human, but a Moogle. Lasire had decided to take a small vacation, and had heard of this world so he decided to take a look. Though...he didn't know where he was exactly. As the Moogle looked around he noticed a boy that looked like he was writing in a journal, hopefully he can give Lasire some info.
"Excuse me sir," Lasire called out to the boy as he floated into the air on his wings and flew over to the boy, "My name is Lasire and I was wondering if you could ask me where it is we are, kupo" The Moogle asked with a warm smile. This one didn't seem like a bad apple, so maybe there was the chance at making a new friend.
Paul jumped as he saw the flying vehicle land so near to him, speechless. "What in the name of Hades!?!?"
Paul was freaked out of his mind as a cute, but alien creature toddled out of the ship.
"Excuse me sir, my name is Lasire and I was wondering if you could ask me where it is we are, kupo" The tiny creature asked.
Paul observed the creatures, almost comical little red ball that hung above it's head, and it's big red nose.
The maestro put on a meek smile, and responded, "Well, I'm guessing you mean where you are, yes? To answer that question, my fair traveller," Paul was now gaining his confidence back,
"In the stunning land of Olympus. Home of the mighty Greecians, stunning gods and goddesses, and to a magnificent coliseum. I'm Apollotin Caliburn, by the way. But please, call me Paul."
Post by lunardevian on Jun 30, 2011 9:13:27 GMT -4
"Olympus is it? What a fine looking place. And I take it your a resident here Paul, kupo?" Well, it was nice of Paul to introduce him to the new world, course Lasire could easily tell that Paul lived here, but it never hurt to make sure of something. "Oh, I guess your wondering what kind of creature I am. I'm sorry, I'm what's known as a Moogle. Though, you never heard of us have you?"
Post by kokoran714 on Jun 30, 2011 19:35:19 GMT -4
(Don't worry! It's fine!)
Paul smiled at the creature's friendliness, and was quite glad to know what this creature was.
Bending down, Paul extended his arm, and answered warmly, "Yep! I live here, and I've NEVER heard of a moogle before! But I'm glad I've now met one! If you don't mind, may I sketch you?"
He sketched quickly, and now glad to have another drawing accompany the lone drawing also within his journal.
The priest desperately wished to ask about the vehicle the moogle had flown in, but Paul for now decided to not bombard the tiny creature with questions, as most would.
Smiling brightly, Paul asked Lasire, "Lasire, would you like to have a tour of Olympus? I myself don't live in this town, but I can give you a bit of info about the world and the interesting points about the town. How 'bout it?".
Lasire took Paul's hand and shook in a sign of friendliness, "Well I guess it's your lucky day Paul. Since you had the pleasure for meeting a Moogle today for the very first time."
"...If you don't mind, may I sketch you?"
"Why of course not! I would be honored." Lasire stood there as Paul sketched him in his journal. Lasire felt really honored that he could be the subject for a piece of art, it didn't matter to him who made it, he just felt honored.
"Lasire, would you like to have a tour of Olympus? I myself don't live in this town, but I can give you a bit of info about the world and the interesting points about the town. How 'bout it?" Paul asked with a bright smile. "Why of course I would love a tour of Olympus Paul. It would very help if I had more knowledge of this place.
"Excellent! All right, if you give me a second..." Paul, pleased of his new friend, quickly wrote a note for the dryad's to explain his dissapearence.
"Good then! Lasire, if you would please follow me, and if you don't mind, we'll probably start with the history of Olmypus!" the priest explained as the two began walking back into the city.
First, Paul described the creation of the world, and how Gaia and Ouranos had the titan childeren, who overthrew their father. But then, the Gods took over them, and they are the ones who control the different forces of life... or death ( Seed).
Then, Apollotin would occaisionally point out an important building, or site of where something happend, ("OH! And over there, that's the exact spot Orpheus wooed his loving wife with his music.... It's sad.I'll tell you about that story another time"
Finally, the duo stopped near a Pita and dip stand, and Paul ordered two, one for the each of them. Paul quickly remared, "I hope I'm not boring you. Our history is long, and detailed. Not to mention I'm a priest of the god Apollo, who, as a musician, loves to tell the stories of old!"
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Post by lunardevian on Jul 2, 2011 11:55:24 GMT -4
(lol on Seed XD)
Lasire followed Paul through the city and listened to his history lesson. As he listened he began writing down in his own notebook and sketched a few spots of interest. "Fascinating, kupo." Lasire said as he listened to Paul's story. All this history, about the creation of this world, was a bit overwhelming to the Moogle. He listened to Paul more as they came to a food stand. "I hope I'm not boring you. Our history is long, and detailed. Not to mention I'm a priest of the god Apollo, who, as a musician, loves to tell the stories of old!" Lasire couldn't help but let out a friendly laugh. "No it's fine Paul, I'm actually quite interested by all your stories.
"No it's fine Paul, I'm actually quite interested by all your stories." The moogle remarked.
Relieved, Paul explained, "Good! I don't intend to, but I believe I normally give the impressoin I just love to talk". (See, Is that a friggen DRAGON!?)
Paul grinned as he munched into his lunch of Pita bread, the flavor of the dip spreading in his mouth.
(All right Lasire, get ready!)
A roar erupted from a nearby street.
Paul quickly transformed Corona into bow form and at a brisk pace, grinning to be able to show Lasire a monster, murmured to himself, "Cue the screaming commoners..."Which occured almost instantaneously.
Paul then turned to Lasire, and asked, "Can you fight? If not, I can take it. It's just nice to have back up. I can heal, and I obviously fight from a distance."
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Post by lunardevian on Jul 3, 2011 17:01:47 GMT -4
As Lasire was takings bites into his Pita bread he was listening to Paul talk about how he says he gives people the impression of loving to talk. "I don't find anything wrong with you loving to talk." he said with a friendly smile.
As Lasire was about to take another bite the sound of a loud roar echoed from a nearby street. "What was that, kupo?!" Paul suddenly was running to the source of the roar. "Wait up, kupo!" Lasire called out to Paul as he chased after him.
"Can you fight? If not, I can take it. It's just nice to have back up. I can heal, and I obviously fight from a distance."
"Yes I can fight," the Moogle said as he pulled out his handguns Plus and Minus, "But what are we up against, kupo?"
"Yes I can fight, but what are we up against, kupo?"
Paul answered. " From what I understand, it's probably Nemean Lion. They are spawn of the original, but not as powerful..."
"How do you fight with those?" The priest questioned, when he saw Lasire's fire arms.
As the two finally reached the street where the Nemean Lion was, just as Paul had predicted.
Paul quickly explained the strategy to killing a Nemean Lion, "These thing's pelts are extremely sturdy, but not as much as the original's. There are three ways of killing them: Burning their mane, the only part that isn't fire proof, firing an arrow, or something inside it's mouth, or if you strangle it."
The humongous beast's (about as big as an elephant) hungry yellow eyes looked over the duo while it prowled down the street, it's razor black claws clacking on the pavement. It had tawny fur, and an almost metallic look to it's fur.
It roared, and Paul took the opportunity and fired an arrow right down it's gullet. The overgrown feline cringed, and roared in pain, and then pounced at Lasire and Apollotin
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"Oh, well I pull these triggers and then they fire=whoa!" Lasire soon saw the humongous lion in front of them. "That's what causing this, kupo?" Lasire was filled with shock at the size of the beast, and he and Paul were supposed to fight it? He watched as Paul fired an arrow at the lion's mouth, and it seemed to be real effective. So Lasire did the same and fired a round of bullets into the lion's open mouth.
The Lion reared it's feroucious head in agony: Those bullets stung!
"Good shot Lasire!" Paul called out, as he slowly moved around the lion. It was'nt opening it's mouth anymore, afraid of getting hit in it's achille's heel.
Paul then began moving behind the lion, it eyeing him, trying to decide who was more dangerous.
The Lion decided that the tiny flying creature was more dangerous, and would be easier to kill, so it stayed facing Lasire. "Lasire! Get ready!"
With a devilish grin, Paul was about to pull the lions tail, but his bow almost took over, with a mind of it's own. The inspiration came, and Paul thought of Lea, a powerful flame.
"Vulco!" Paul yelled as he fired an arrow at the Lion. The projectile caught fire, and ignited the big kitty's tail, it meekly meowing, and then roaring out in pain.
Post by lunardevian on Jul 8, 2011 14:30:26 GMT -4
"Right!" Lasire drew his guns up and aimed carefully. Have to make this work, or there will be more trouble. Lasire pulled the triggers, and let a storm of bullets fly right into the lion's mouth. Hoping, just hoping that it will finish of the mighty beast.
The bullet's path stayed true, and slayed the overgrown feline. It fell with a thud, and layed still on the ground.
"Great shot Lasire! I've never seen a Nemean go down so fast! What's your ammunition made out of?" Paul called to the moogle as he transformed his bow back into lyre form.
The townsfolk (who had been watching) all stood there, and then burst out into cheers as they saw the monster, dead.
They threw money and flowers at their rescuers, and Paul gladly accepted some of it. But after about five minutes, durinng which Paul and Lasire had been offered to stay at one of the best inn's in town, and invited to a feast later that night, everyone went back to their normal lives.
Some leather workers took the body of the lion (with Paul's permission), as to make a pelt out of it for armor. Paul turned to Lasire, and asked, "So, what was it like slaying your first monster? Oh! And will you be able to stay tonight? They've got great service at Hestia's Hearth!"
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