[FIELD CLASS] Olde Ways 101- pg22-OVER

[Blade Kuroda]

Jericho looked himself over curiously as the pins were activated. Just like the last time, the scales from his hands disappeared, and he could only assume that his wings and horns were gone too. It didn't really bother him as it might have before, seeing how he had spent a couple months as an elf. This wasn't too different.

Adjusting his cloak, he looked around to see where the others had gone. It was a little tricky spotting people with these changes.

Smerdle

Nekoluch

eight

 

[Dragain]

Victoria decided to visit the area closest to her, which happens to have a furnace. Although such dirty and heavy work wouldn't normally interest her - also because metal was not ladylike - the fact that she was on a field trip meant that everything was interesting.

The man at the furnace grinned at her as she arrived before handing her a pair of gloves and apron, both made of sturdy leather that were pretty heavy to her. Once she was ready, he handed over a hammer that she could barely lift, and gestured at the piece of metal over the anvil, inviting her to try it out.  

[Dragain]

Despite the fact that she wasn't really hitting anything, and wasn't even making dents in the metal, the man seemed pretty pleased. After another few swings, the man said something along the lines of "good job" and "call me later" before passing her a card with his name and number on it.

... How odd.  

[prolixity]

Nahm wandered about curiously, investigating the booths. Leather smelled good, candlewax oddly sweet - did they not use the fat of the dead here? And then he stumbled into an area that sold food.



He had to remind himself very firmly that human food tasted like dirt and he should probably bring back something useful.

... one thing wouldn't hurt.

He sidled over to a vendor selling some sort of flat bread. "I want some of that," he said, and held out a gold coin.

iStoleYurVamps

lembas plz

 

[chirigami]

Maple couldn't say exactly she was surprised that Andrew managed to find her still at the forge area, it was warm and he had mentioned that there was a lack of it with the human disguises. Still, she had jumped a little when he spoke to her and then was immediately relieved that he hadn't grabbed onto her like the boil had threatened to (she took it as a threat, thanks).

"I.. th-thought y-ou w-would l-like it..." The ghoul mumbled, holding her silver coin tightly in her hand. "You. sh-should t-try it," she added in then pursed her lips tightly, unsure of how well her suggestion would go over with the flame demon. It seemed like something he could probably do, maybe even like with the flames in the forging area. And she had done it, and didn't do too badly. Of course someone else she knew could do loads better.

phantompanther13

 

[PhiferWolf]

One moment Roch was beside him talking about the Lute and the next another group of females came and took him away. Uru swung around, arm outstretched to reach him as he shouted his farewell request. Dumbfounded, he watched as the student disappeared into the crowd. s**t what does he do now? Collecting himself, crossing his arms, he tried to see if anyone else looked familiar... then again, all these humans look the same.

Ice Queen

A familiar smell wafted to the air that smelled of leather and fire. Following the scent, he found himself at a forge of sorts and a stack of cured leather. The forgemaster/leatherworker welcomed him to look around. Taking a piece of leather into his hands, he looked it over. It smelt delicious. Just as the thought had crossed his mind, the forgemaster suggested that he tried to make something out of it. Uru looked down at the piece of leather and contemplated. Perhaps he should do as he was told, it would help him blend in more... right?  

[PhiferWolf]

Nope, Uru was too hungry and ended up eating the pieces of leather. People stared at him, but he didn't care, the forgemaster ushered him out of the forge. That was all fine, Uru stashed the leather piece into his scarf for later.  

[phantompanther13]

“Try it?” He looked at the forge. Whacking wasn’t exactly his thing. He didn’t have much in the strength department. Ask him to heat things up sure, but to actually like use strength, not so much. He doubted he could manage much. But it was warm here and humans were interesting. “Sure I’ll give it a try, stand back, here I come.” He gave Maple a little wink. “If I knock myself out just drag my body back home ok?”

He walked over and tried it, giving the the metal a few got whacks.

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“I like your style.” He says, admiring- is he checking you out? He might be, as he offers you his card and a wink. “Got a nice strong arm there.” He gives you nothing but his smile. Kind of creepy.

....was he flirting with him? "ahhh thanks?" Abort abort! Andrew turned and grabbed Maple's hand almost dragging her out of the tent. "Let's go try something else." Far away from the creepy man hitting on him.  

[chirigami]

The lady at the stain glass booth was beginning to stare at Olivia given how long she had been sitting there doing nothing, not that there weren't any rules against it (probably) but it had still been a while. Olivia didn't noticed, or maybe some part of her did because she suddenly felt the need to move. Besides, she was missing the rest of this interesting festival.

Carefully handling her piece of art and her coin, the wight got herself up as she passed a farewell smile to the boil who had talked to her and made her way out and back onto the path to the rest of the faire. There were many more booths and areas than she had realized; others (some even looking familiar even under their guises) were working with leather and shooting arrows and there seemed to even be a forge. She wasn't going to go over that way, even with the human camouflage, fire was fire after all. Andrew was probably there... someone kind of looked like him too.

There was food and some more games, instruments and so many old things. Sometimes it was hard for her to keep walking because she just wanted to stare at everything, humans had very interesting things in what was apparently their history. But she moved on, eyes wide and open and taking it all in.

And eventually, she found herself near the candle making which she also wasn't too sure about given what was used to make them work. But there was a plus in stumbling upon this area, well she hoped it was at least. His hair was shorter and once again devoid of bells but it was still that same shade - it didn't seem to go away. "Molan?" Might as well make sure it was him. And if it was, or even wasn't, she held up her stain glass flower for him to see, beaming with pride.

raja

aaand found you

 

[Raja]

Simply grumbled a bit after she'd been 'set straight' about not taking part in the jousting herself. WELL FINE. She would just... bet on it since someone was doing that. Not that she was giving anyone any coins for this, there had to be a better use for the shiny gold. She just perched herself as much as she could on the fence around the arena and stared as the match started. A dragon person and a lion eh?

...well she liked that dragon thing. So internally she made the bet and watched the match, restraining herself from darting in because she could really do it better. "Lousy human." She could have knocked that guards block off too, but then... she'd been told... Wait what was she doing again? She was disguised as a person yes, but why? OH WELL WHATEVER WHO CARED. People were fighting. Terrible.

REALLY LOUSY HUMANS.

Still they finished quickly enough and the guy was parading around like it was something to be proud of. Tsk, and not the dragon person she'd picked. Well humans were hard to judge there wasn't anything useful to go by. "I coulda done better." Because she could have. Really. How could they tell her no.

So with that done she quickly shoved herself off the fence, noting she'd still been being watched by the guard. Apparently trying to sneak in twice and then staying around earned you a bit of ire or something. "Grumpy butt." She quickly called at the fellow before sauntering off with all the pride of someone who'd been denied. She needed to find something better to do. Obviously.

Humans were such stick in the swamps.  

[Raja]

Well his candle was acceptable and he should... probably leave. Actually the fact he'd be oggling it curiously for a few minutes was starting to attract attention. It wasn't HIS fault they were so strange and different. Humans and their weird habits. He was about to turn to leave the tent when he heard his name and briefly turned, blinking at the shorter figure before him.

A few clicks and he had that it was, and had to be with that voice, Olivia. "Oh." Good response. That and a pat on the head as he noticed her holding something out. A small, delicate little thing. Such a pretty flower. "It's lovely, where did you find it?" Or had she made it? He'd managed to make a candle after all. Still, it seemed like it might be more difficult to make as a trinket thing for a faire? Humans weren't that good at these things were they? Then again, the people running the booths seemed skilled enough. Well who knew.

Still, enough debating her cute treasure. He briefly glanced over his shoulder and noticed they were getting a look as the 'two odd caped folk who seemed lost' and idly turned Olivia a bit. "Perhaps we should discuss it while we walk?" He offered, obviously intending to bring the ghoul along with to wherever they were going. Which, was a jousting area that he soon found himself at after a bit of walking. At least they hadn't blown their cover. Still considered a strange little human amongst many.

...well that worked. "Why are they..?" Obviously the concept of jousting wasn't something Molan had a great grasp of though. Seriously, what?

Chirigami

And away we go to where my other char just left. owo lololol

 

[prolixity]

What was food for, if not for eating? Nahm devoured the bread as he wandered away, in spite of its flat dirt-ash flavor. The grittiness was a surprise, though, and the odd, almost glittery tingling, and Nahm spat, half-expecting to see glitter come out. Yugh. No glitter, but he still had the distinct feeling in his mouth. Human food, the worst. Seriously.  

[Eight]

"I'm here, Miss Levi! I'm here!" Sibyl raised an arm to get the ghoul's attention, hurrying to her side. She recognized her voice at least, though she did look terribly strange without her ears and tail. The little freckled ghoul did try to find for a sign of her tail though...so weird.

...Was that West?

"You're dressed funny." Yes. Of all the people here it was West who was dressed funny.

Naturally.

Had she heard Levi calling Jericho's name? Oh dear, he was someone she didn't know where to look for. "...These humans all look the same. How do they find each other?"

nekoluch

Smerdle

 

[chirigami]

There was a soft giggle in response to his head pat, which seemed to be becoming the usual greeting from the fox boil. Olivia liked it, even though she still braced herself when the hand came down to softly ruffle her hair. Her free hands raised, feeling something out of place upon it - now realizing that she had some sort of headband there.

The ghoul didn't pick up the odd looks, she hadn't even noticed the ones that she had received while making her little flower as it was. But she nodded enthusiastically all the same at his offer, because having a companion around such an interesting place would be great. Olivia followed and then got to his early inquiry as they strolled around, "I made it at one of the booths," she told him, turning slightly to point in the general direction of where it was (almost hitting some poor scarling in the process. She didn't apologize). "The lady gave me a gold coin too." Obviously she was rather proud about that.

"What did the candle area do?" Being pulled away by Molan didn't give her that great a chance to see the activity. There had been a few barrels and piles of thick string about, and some humans seemed to concentrating very hard as their hands bobbed up and down; perhaps making them? She was unfamiliar with such things just as Molan was with where they had stumbled upon. Olivia blinked, tilting her head slightly as she turned her attention to the large designated area. Horses! Wait, why were the humans riding a horse?

"Are they sparring?" Jousting wasn't something she knew a great deal about either, but she knew a fight when she saw one. (But, why were they on the horses?) It didn't seem to have the same intense atmosphere that she had come to know from the few battles she had been in, which was why she had suggested the other term instead.

Another question raised in her mind as she looked around for clues. Humans in the stands seemed to be holding small little flags and banners that matched the sigil and color of one of riders. Was it to cheer them on? So, was this like a sport? Olivia didn't voice her questions, she just gave Molan one of her confused looks.

Yeah, that was a great way of blending in. Look like you have no idea what was going on.

raja