Name: Luka
Gender:Male
Species: Fawn
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Weapon of Choice: First he will try talking, then running, and if all else fails he will smack them with his flute.

Action 1) "Why would she do that? And why attack here?!" He asks, alarmed

"Who knows?" the girl replied. "But the demons an' some o' the 'alf dragons are also joinin' them. There's gonna be a war, and I don't know how, but you're in the middle of it. Who's side do you choose?" the girl asks. You think about it. The side of Queen Bloodmoon is obviously winning, and those who fight against her would be severely punished if she does. Then again, would you be able to live with yourself if you let them kill innocent civilians? You're mind races.

What do you wish to do?

1) say you'll think about it
2)Join the rebellion
3)Join Bloodmoon's side

Action1) Luka fidgeted nervously, on the one hand, there was no way he could kill innocents, even if he wanted to, so he wouldn't join BloodMoons army. On the other... he wasn't exactly the outspoken revolution type, and punishment did not sound fun, so he doubted the rebellion was the right choice for him. Luka looked at the girl. "Mind if I think about it for a moment?"

"That's fine, the girl said. Suddenly, what seams to be a giant Earthquake rocked the ground. Looking out the window, you say two spherical... things streaking across the sky. Upon closer inspection, you realize that it is a comet and a giant fireball. The girl grins. "Tha's Firenze an' Tarani fightin' against Bloodmoon. Anyway, ya should proba'ly take this." the girl passes you a small sword. "Now, lets..." Suddenly you hear a loud knock on the door. "Open up! Under order of Queen Bloodmoon!" The girll pushes into a crate. "Stay!" she hisses. Suddenly, the door slams open. A troop of soldiers walk in. "Aha, of course its you Saya. Surrender now!" "Shut it you-" Saya begins. Suddenly, a guard slams her against the door. "Shut you scum!" he snarls.

What do you wish to do?

1) Stay put
2) Jump out and yell at the soldiers
3) Jump out and attack the soldiers

2) Jump out and yell at the soldiers

The head of one of the soldiers whips around. "Well , well. What've we got 'ere? Listen to me fawn, you don't know what you're dealing with 'ere. Ya lucky Queen Bloodmoon likes fawns. Go back to ya own lands an' we migh' spare ya species." the soldier spat at your feat. "Never" you whisper. The soldier takes a menacing step towards. "Leave him!" you hear. "We will take care of her." Turning around, you sea what looks like a fawn but... it wasn't. It was a demon. A giant demon.




"Oh ya? an' why?" one of the soldiers asked. " Are you questioning me?" the demon snapped. "N...no." the soldier replied, hanging his head.

As you glance backwards, you see that the door was open.

What do you wish to do?
1) Make a run for it
2) Stay put

Name: Astria Cantor (Name he goes by, first part is Greek for star, second part is latin for singer, so Star SInger/ Singer of the Stars), Ruaaer(Singer of Stars) Luerial(The hunter of riddles) Eytherghymn (The forests of the forgotten ways) (Given name) [Ruaaer Luerial Eytherghymn]
Gender: Male
Species: Elf

Weapon of choice:His first choice is a bow made out of the sturdiest wood in his forest, carved under the moonlight. It was a gift from his mother. And a Falx Sword made out steel from a fallen comrade 40 cm in length, but it's mostly just for show. He also has a carving knife, but that's for a different reason all together...

Answer: 1

(Wait do we say what we want to talk to her about? Or is it like a game where you have no choice on your sayings???)

you choose what you say. Otherwise i can't make her say what you want to know

(Ok, Thank you!)

I tried to goad more info out of her.
"Who's this Queen Bloodmoon and God of Darkness?"
I spit out with a scratchy voice, it seems I have been unconscious for a few moon-rises.
Both are foolish names, that goes against the code of the forest, I think quietly to myself.
As the wooziness flees from me, I sit up, a bit too fast for which unnatural stars shimmer within my vision.
"Where am I? Where is my stead? Who are you? Where are my weapons and bag?"
Spitting out question after question, speaking with panic rising in my chest. Hopefully Fengri is fine. Though knowing him, he should be fine... He was after all specifically bred to be my steed.