No title, couldn't think of a better title=]

[Isabella]

Isabella was sitting on some rock, not sure exactly where she was. She would say she was in a part of some forest, but there wasn't enough trees to call it one, so she was just in some place she had accidently wondered to. She looked around, sighing. It was too quiet and she was getting lonely. All she could do at the moment was take out her knife and carve things into the rocks and bark of trees with it.

[DarkCloud]

Youjin stepped past the person carving into trees and other items, he smirked shaking his head the sound of the items he carried batting against their neighbours and such being heard as he passed.

[Isabella]

Isabella looked up at the person who walked by. She had seen him shake his head and was going to say something, but decided not to and just muttered something to herself as she continued carving.

[DarkCloud]

Youjin smirked and threw her a vial from his many collections. "Don't kill the trees now." He continued walking towards the nearby inn on the road.

[Isabella]

Isabella blinked and looked at the vial. "Um...okay..." She looked back up. "But, you kinda need to tell me what the heck this is.." She called to him, looking at the vial again.

[DarkCloud]

Youjin called back. "You'll figure it out when you open it."

He was too far to be heard afterwoulds but he would be long down the road before she found out.

(it's a smoke bomb when you open it you'll get a faceful of purple smoke and you'll be purple.)

[Isabella]

Isabella looked at the vial oddly and put it in her pocket. She didn't feel like seeing what was in it at the moment. "Okay...weird..." She mumbled to herself as she put her knife away and stopped carving things. She just wanted to relax now.


[Oh wow, how lovely ;-_-.]

[DarkCloud]

Youjin reached the bar, there were thugs and crooks inside as per usual but what would he expect from the Empire of Rouges.

[Youjin like to pull pranks, he's one of the fabled immortals along with Pearl and Mio Tai]

[Celta Meiru]

Celta sat silently near the stream, and she watched her horse drink from it. She wore a long, blue dress for light and easy travel, and she had her long blonde hair in a braid. She put on her long cloak with her hood, concealing her bright red wings. She couldn't let anyone see what she was. Celta looked up and stared around her, her mysterious golden eyes darting like a wolf. She stood up then and grabbed her stallion's mane, hoisting herself up easily into the saddle and patting him on his neck. A sudden movement caught the edge of her vision, and she tightened her hold on the reins. Her head turned sharply to the side to see a bandit on his horse, his sword drawn. "Not him again," she muttered madly as Trill reared beneath her. 'Go, Trill...' she commanded in her mind to her horse, her powers surfacing. The horse bobbed his head and took off through the forest as she man charged towards them.

[DarkCloud]

Youjin sat down drumming his fingers on the table thinking, he was ordering a room first. "Uhh just put the name as initials DC."

He paid for the room and sat down in the bar area. "I should remove my name so I've no title anymore."

[Celta Meiru]

Celta bit her lip and squeezed the horse's sides with her legs, making it bound over a fallen log and galloping faster with each second. She started to see the village ahead of her, and she prayed that she could make it without the stranger catching up. She glanced back just to see an arrow sail by her head and embed itself into a tree nearby. She fought back a scream and turned back, urging Trill to go faster. She felt her ribs start to hurt, and she knew that this wasn't an ordinary man she was dealing with. She started to feel dizzy and fought off sudden urges to black out. She drew her dagger and spun in her saddle, her instincts taking over. She let it fly and watched as it hit him square in the chest. She didn't stay to watch the rest. She turned back in her saddle and then cried out as she fell off the side of Trill and onto the ground. Pain erupted in her mind, and she struggled to get up. Trill caught her back onto his back and ran fast for the village. Celta tried her best to hold on and focused on healing. When they got to the village, she stumbled off of the horse, having just enough energy to walk into the bar and close the door. She drew up her hood and tucked her wings further into her cloak so no one could see her true identity.

[DarkCloud]

Dc as he was going by at the moment was drinking the tankard of ale that he'd ordered, it was only the noises of the bar that he could hear the sound of a horse slowly got louder someone had the luxury of not walking places obviously although that usually meant they were rich and could possibly get mugged whlie asleep. "I wonder who will walk through the door.."

He observed the door carefully from behind the tankard and it was there amongst the smell of food, smoke and alchahol it was blood and not normal blood either elven blood, despite the elvish race being practically immortal and great healers this person had obviously been attacked, the drips on the floor told it all as Youjin stood up and walked to the pillar nearer to make sure he could help if need be.

[Celta Meiru]

Celta fought off the dots in her vision and winced as she undid her cloak a little bit, revealing a gash on her side. She could only heal it a little since her main power was to heal others and not herself. She clenched her fist and ignored the pain as she slowly limped over to the man behind the bar. "I need a room..." she asked, her voice still melodic but laced with pain. She saw a man moving towards her out of the corner of her eye, and she turned to him, her hood still drawn up. She tightened her hold on her dagger and debated on whether to try and run. She didn't know who any of these people were, so she couldn't let down her guard.

[DarkCloud]

Youjin smirked good spacial awareness as well, he showed he'd no weapon in his hands via a slight showing of his palms to her he didn't seem like the type to carry a weapon anyway, he walked up to the counter next to her. "Stick an extra room under my name and bring hot water to the room."

He looked at her and smiled. "If your going to use it and run it won't do much the wound will go septic and you'll die without proper attention."

[Celta Meiru]

Celta saw he was weaponless and sheathed her dagger, giving into her pain. She bent over and closed her eyes for a second. She opened them again and the gold had turned into crystal blue in a heartbeat. She stood up again and bit her lip, trying to stand up straight. "I could've paid for the room myself..." she managed to say to him as she stared at him. "But hot water...does seem...tempting..." She yelped as she tried to turn to the side.