"Oh, honey, that's immersion!", said Aosidhe and moved towards the inn, wordlessly agreeing with her beloved. She was aware of the fact that she looked a bit out of place probably, being an armoured female with a moth on her head and talking freely, but decided to work around it as she entered. The woman knocked on the door as she did, trying to get the people's attention.
IRL Time: Saturday, March 18th 2018 - 1:15 AM Aurastia Time: Feudal Age, Spring, 1000 - 5:00 AM ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Spoiler: Current Map ~~MISSION 1 - FEUDAL ASSASSINATION~~ **CURRENT POSITION - BAIVUR (OUTSKIRTS)** < @Uriel1339 @Casavay > As Aosidhe and Wolf step into the inn, some early risers were loitering about the eating area, the rest seemingly still asleep. They got a few odd and awed looks as they are seen. **CURRENT POSITION - ROAD TO TILNOR** < @Maleth > About a quarter of the way to the larger town, Ternix comes across a warrior in white-and-gold gilded armor, who, when spotting her, draws a gilded blade and shouts "Art thou a demon? Or a witch? Speak, lest I judge your crimes without knowledge!"
@BadDo9 & @Casavay "A princess of a foreign land, lady Aosidhe, has an appointment with the prince. However he did not appear at our designated meeting spot. Furthermore we found evidence that he may in danger. If anyone knows anything speak up now, or meet the end of my Dragonslaying Instrument!" He pulled out the mighty Crossbow and fanned out his wings tall and wide. Sometimes intimidation would get one straight to the goal. Plus. It was always fun to play bad cop, good cop with his girlfriend.
Being accosted by someone who clearly didn't realise that Ternix could end his life before he even got close with that stupid sword of his, she sighed and said "Don't even bother trying to judge me, Mortal." while she drew her pistol and knife, keeping them trained on the paladin. Well, what else was she going to call a someone dressed like that, with a sword, and asking questions that only a religious person could ask?
Playing along, Aosidhe immediately flashed a compassionate smile at her protector slash boyfriend. "Sir Wolf, you must not threaten these nice people. I am certain they shall help us find their beloved prince, shan't they?" She turned to speak to the peasants walking around. "Please, the prince is a dear companion to me, and I absolutely must find him."
**CURRENT POSITION - BAIVUR (OUTSKIRTS)** < @Uriel1339 @Casavay > The majority of the people in the inn look at the wings in awe, their gazes turning to the lady next to him. Was this the woman the prince was meant to wed? She seemed odd, but those from foreign lands usually do. "Lady Aosidhe..." the murmur passed through those assembled One larger man, however, stumbles down the stairs. "Pfah! A companion? Try lover!" he yells drunkenly, dragging his feet as he approached the two, barreling into Aosidhe. "Meet me outside the town in an hour." he whispers, before turning to throw a bad punch at Wolf, obviously hoping to be countered and thrown out the door behind them. **CURRENT POSITION - ROAD TO TILNOR** < @Maleth > The steel-plated warrior grimaces beneath a Plate helm, lowering the visor. "Demon, then. With Solar as my guide, I shall fell you, foul creature! For the shadow you have brought to this land!" He roars with fury, charging and raising a shield.
"Solar cannot protect you, Mortal." Ternix boasted, grinning under her helmet. After briefly musing on the irony that the deity was called Solar and she was using a laser pistol, the alleged demon fired off a quick barrage of laser beams at the warrior's legs, wishing that it would cripple the NPC from charging her. Did enjoying the infamy her appearance gave her mean that the game would make it so that she had to act like a demon.... Not that she didn't enjoy it.
Aosidhe noted the ruse, but decided to play along once more, remaining in the role of the indignant princess that shook her head and stepped further into the Inn, trying to shake off that horrible smell of too much alcohol. "Ugh! This was uncalled for... but please don't hurt him, Sir Wolf!" She opened her eyes and grimaced, coughing a bit. "This man seems to have had enough."
Blizzard Wolf catches the fist. "I cannot promise anything, for he harmed not just your honor, but even attempt an attack! Alas, I shall not treat this drunken fool like an actual threat. Nonetheless he shall leave your presence." The angel-gestalt twisted the man by the hand around, pressing it against his back and pushing him out of the door. "Any other drunk fool who dares to insult the honor of Lady Aosidhe?!" He roared into the inn.
**CURRENT POSITION - BAIVUR (OUTSKIRTS)** < @Uriel1339 @Casavay > The whole of the inn immediately turns away from the two who had arrived, surely awed by the power of the angel, and of the noble that had an angel under her control. **CURRENT POSITION - ROAD TO TILNOR** < @Maleth > The Paladin rolls quickly to the side, dodging the lasers but pausing its advance for the moment. "You... foul magicks. Bring back the prince, Helspawn!" it yells, getting to its feet. "And banish thy servants!"
