Bramble Origins RP Part 1
*** BRAMBLE BUSH RP ***
[Welcome to Ludus Forest][home to many creatures such as the household minotaur to the fearsome kitten]
[It's early, morning, the Flying Squirrels are chirpping and clouds linger above, casting the space into a soft-shade. It had rained the previous night, so things are a bit damp.]
Flying Squirrels: [chirp chirrrrp]
[the huzzagumps and the flabalumps scurry up to the their leafy nests. the schmeldigoors and the lafaloors stare in fearless rest. But a catching sight, the crealite, wisps and wanes away. It hums and zooms with smokey plumes as it does all the day.]
[also the Naked Man of the North trots by]
The Naked Man: [Refuses to be clothed and prefers hiding amongst the bushes]
[he enjoys ABBA and Barbara Streisand]
[The occasional cigar and discovering other uses to shoelaces apart from the obvious]
[Damp and misty. A thick miasma permiates the Ludus forest. Just on the outskirts, small tendrils poke out from under the roots of the bordering shrubbery. As the morning awakens however, the miasma draws back, revieling the huge branches and tendrils of thorns wrapped around every tree and bush of the forest.
The branches are thick, hard and rough. big enough to stand on and explore. The thorns however, sharp as swords and bigger than hands.
Make what you will out of this.]
Edward: [The Australian, curly red hair cut short and striking green eyes, in a Man-Kimono that ended just a little below his rather hairy knees, is attempting to strike down a rather suspicious looking shrubbery with a rusted, bloody axe] Shifuckensunovabitch
[Flocks of elephant birds fly across, whilst a lone cheetah lizard, away from its pack, stares at you intently]
[triple rainbow with one of them upside down all the way!!!]
Edward: {hacks at the branches] these are some weird ass fucking branches, must be Seufranian or some shit
[they're just Japanese]
Naked Man of the North: [INAPPROPRIATELY climbs up shrubbery]
[Prisilla walks to the forest grounds early in the morning she could have swore she have seen her brother somewhere in this place, since it rained last night, the ground starts too frost as she wanders into the forest, She should have worn her scarf today]
Naked Man of the North: [eyes lock-on to the little snow child, nakedly]
Priscilla: sighs... I wonder if my brother is really here in this... strange... place.... [She starts to look around and spotted a man at the shruberry...] Maybe he knows where my brother is...
[the bush shakes, allowing the Naked Man of the North to fall in.]
[moans are heard]
[meows too]
Edward: [looks passively at the man falling in, gives a rather obvious shrug, raises his axe, until he notices the little girl, he faces her, his Man-Kimono is undoubtably stained with blood] Oi, Shiela. Where you off too? You best be careful now. [a hushed whisper] There are kittens around these parts.
Priscilla: [rushes at the man who just falled, to see if he is okay, until another strange man shows up] Oh... Good Morning Mister... Well I was going to see my Brother.. so I could bring him cakes and wine... Kittens? isnt wolves more dangerous?
Edward: Wolves, hunt in packs but have you dealt with a full on Kitten-Litter? nasty stuff that is. Ain't that a bit little red riding hood much?
[Meows can be heard once more]
Priscilla: but how can kittens be scary.... Mmm... I dont think so... My step mom said it would be nice... to bring gifts... if I found my brother...
[a kitten scurries out of the bramble bush right below Edward. It attempts to cuddle his ankles.]
Edward: [hacks its head off with an Axe] See, nothing to it. You got to kill them early though.
Kitten: [its dicapitated head rolls on the floor]
Priscilla: *screams of terror* How... How Could you do that... SHe was snuggling you!!! QAQ
[spider legs start plopping out of the hitten's head as the jaw rips apart slowly. the mouth reveals a human hand. the head jumps to grab Edward's throat.]
[spikes grow on the back of the body whilst tentacles grow where the neck used to lie. the tail grows longer and a face appears on it. it cackles wildly and aggressively]
Tail Head Thingy: [hisses] Lorem ipsum... dolor sit amet, consectetur [hiss] adipisicing elit, sed do eiusmod... t-tempor incididunt ut labore [sigh] et dolore magna aliqua...~~ [hiss]
[Suddenly, in the distance, several meows and purrs can be heard. The sound gets closer and among them a voice can be heard]
???: HELP ME!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOMEONE! ANYONE! AN AUSTRALIAN PERSON WITH AN AXE WOULD DO TOO!!!!!!
Priscilla: *realizes the danger* Bad Kitty!!! [she tries to help the man infront of her but could not reach the evil kitty head, She prayed that her method would not back fire and kill the man.... but she removed her jacket, and a gust of cold air surround the area freezing the moist forest ground as snow starts fall around her, SHe forms a snowball and throws it to the evil cat head]
Edward: [Getting strangled by the Thing, trying to claw it out with his bare hands]
Tail Head Thingy: Ut... enim ad minim... veniam, quis [sigh] nostrud [A pentagram writen in purple flame appears under edward] exercitation ullamco laboris... nisi ut aliquip e-ex ea commodo consequat- [kitten gets hit by snowball; knocked unconscious]
Priscilla:[ puts back her coat, and rushes to the man] Mister!!! are you okay? You were right the kittens here are like demons!!!
Edward: [TERRIBLE JAPANESE ACCENT GO] NISU SAVE, KURRRU. [Grabbing a dagger from the sewed on pockets of his Kimono - not they're suppoused to have pockets and cuts his palm, letting blood drip down. Using his fingers to doodle a sigil]
FROM THE DEPTHS OF HELL THOU CAME AND THY HAST RETURN. [Fog Clouds around him, he thrusts a fist into the ground, The Kitten lets out an ear-piercing scream]
Gideon: *sighs and walks around the forest* what the fuck is a bramble anyway?
Edward: I'm fine Shiela but didja hear that scream? Is some else here?
[the man being chased falls over and notices the two standing infront of him. the lanky man scurries to Edwards leg and clings on to him]
???: H-h-elp! They're almost here! They're gonna eat me!
???: Please don't let them eat me! I'm too pathetic to eat! Really! Look! [the lets go of Edwards leg and with one hand pulls off his index finger and lifts it up for Edward to have a better look at the finger] See?
Edward: [threatening look] Did you know the last thing that happened to something that clinged on my leg?
???: Huh?
Edward: Now what the fuck are you on about, Ladd? [hearty chuckle] Don't tell me you've seen a playcore.
Priscilla @ Edward: Mister do something!!! I cant fight them off... since you maybe affected as well!!
Gideon: what the hell is up with all the screaming? *reading the map of the forest while walking*
[the lanky man lets go and points in the direction he was running from] That. [Closing in are 2 kittens]
[and a gerbil]
???: OH GOD HERE THEY COME! [the lanky man quicky stands up and hides in fear behind Edward all the while whimpering like an injured puppy]
[The map does not do much help. it's just a drawing of lots of trees, and a legend in the bottom left corner, saying what type of tree each symbol stands for. there's also a map compass in the upper right corner, saying that Gideon is holding the map the correct way. It is signed "Topography by the Headmaster"]
[The map has a long dedication at the back with a rather large list of names, Azazel is one of them, and the notes: "TO MY FAMILY, WITH LOVE: DADDY"]
Gideon: goddammit *he folds the map and sighs heavily*
[Gideon now has knowledge that the tree in front of him is a yew]
Priscilla: * runs behind the man* Mister protect us!!!
???: what she said!
Gideon: *sighs* might as well get a better view of my surroundings *climbs said tree*
[The kittens slowly strut to the group, as kittens would. A deep purr, a gentle tail swift. The gerbil spits out acorns.]
[Gideon hears a buzzing sound from nearby along with some slightly toothless humming]
Igor: *hum hum dumpty dum. hacks at the infernal branch with his chainsaw*
Gideon: ... I-Igor?
[As he climbs, Gideon notices that the bush spans the height of the tree as well. Flying pufferfish take nest on the tree. His climb doesn't do much, but across the distance to the east, light can be seen]
Igor: *can't hear him due to the buzzing of the saw. cheerfully de-thorns the brambles he encounters to at least make it a bit "safer"*
Edward: [Runs towards the mob of little woodland creatures and kicks the Kitten as one would do a soccerball. He proceeds to produce a knife and go STABITY STABITY STAB STAB]
Gideon: goddamn, magical forest much? AGH! *swings a bit to dodge falling branches*
[the kitties go on a mindless demonic rampage as their predecessors, however the gerbil dies and releases a visible moe gerbil spirit that wishes to haunt Edward, constantly asking "why did you do it, mister?" in a sad poor little american boy accent]
Edward: [hacks at them with his now even bloodier Axe, which he strikes against the things so hard, it flies out of his hands, and right near Gideon's feet]
Igor: *keeps on cutting what he can down. then he pauses and stops cutting, looking at his chainsaw. he sighs. the saw is blunt. it's already the 5th one today.* Oh well.
*nonchalantly throws the chainsaw away and grabs his spare on on his back to continue his work. He'll have to go back to the garden shed soon for some more saws.*
???: OH DEAR GOD! Don't eat me! [the lanky man grabs a nearby tree, rips it off it's roots and throws it in the direction of the demonic feline]
[he then hides behind Precilla, again cowering and shaking like a leaf in autumn]
Edward: IGOOOOOOOORRRR.[belows as he stabs kittens] DO I HEAR YOU WASTING MONEY OVER THERE.
Gideon: OI! IGOR! WATCH WHERE YOU- OH CRAP *dodges chainsaw*
Gerbil Spirit: Why did you do it, Mister? Huh? Huh? Why did you kill me? Why did you kill me, Mister? I'm not black. Why did you do it? Tell me. Tell me. Tell me. Why? Huh? Huh? Why did you do it, Mister?
Igor: Hmmm? *stops sawing and turns around* Oh. Mithter Grigorri. Plathant day today, ithen't it? *he smiles cheerfully at him.*
Gerbil Spirit: Answer me, Mister. Answer. Answer quickly. Mister, why did you kill me? Why did you do it? Why? Mister? Mister? Hey. Hey, Mister. Tell me why did you kill me, Mister. Tell me.
Edward: Back of the line. [he gestures to a line of spirits who are neatly filed and asking him the same thing]
Priscilla @ ???: Mister your strong!!!
???: Huh?? [looks the displaced tree] WOWWIE! Who threw that tree???
Gerbil Spirit: Why did you kill me? I don't like you. You killed me. The you're not answering me. I don't like you at all. You killed me. You killer. Mister, Mister. Why? Why? Why? No I will not go to the back of the line. Oh! There's my uncle Ted! Hi Uncle Ted! Uncle Ted! Come over here! Ooh! Aunt Louisa too! And little Germaine, and Melissa, and Augury, and Danforth, and Remy, and Yvonne, and Latoya, and Schmidt, and Roger, and Aunt Louisa... oh wait! I said Aunt Louisa already... and Margaret, and Mischa, and Fred, and Andrew, and Mike, and Mika, and the twins, and the triplets, and Maryanne, and West, and-
Gerbil Spirits [plural]: [Collective whiney noises]
Gideon: *jumps up beside Igor* er yeah anyway what the hell are ya doing here?
Priscilla: You just tossed that big tree like you were just playing with my dolls
???: Who did?
Edward: [Getting more blood, sees Gideon] Oi. Lad in the shades. Toss me a weapon would you?
Priscilla: You did Mister!!! You are very strong!!
???: What did I do? [Sees displaced tree again] OH WOW! Who can throw a tree?
Gideon: *looks down and see's Edward* eh? why?
Priscilla: *facepalms* The magical fruity rainbow unicorn did it......
[magical fruity rainbow unicorn zooms through the sky in all its wonder. it disappears as it goes past the horizon]
???: Magical unicorn? HERE? But they're not native here.....wait are they? [sees dead kitten] EEEKKK!! W-w-who would do such a horrible thing to such a cute animal??? Oh hi there little girl, I'm Gunner.
[Suddenly the very space above Ludus warps and folds as a manhole sized portal appears overhead]
Priscilla: Yes.... they are now... [sees the unicorn]My name is Priscilla, Mister Gunner are you serious... You were cowering at them a min ute ago....
Gunner: B-b-but, they're cute and fluffy. If they weren't evil, muderous, the spawn of every vile atrocity to befoul this planet of ours, I think they'd make good house pets.
[the wormhole ebbs like a puddle of water for a few moments before a body suddenly falls from it, breaking the tranquil equilibrium.]
[Gunner get closer to the kittens corpse and breathes in some fun floating in the air]
Gunner: Oh---Oh no! AAAaaaa AAAAAaaaa AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCCCHHHHHOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!
Gunner: Oh oh man! ACHO! ACHOOO! AAAAACCCCKKKKCHOOO! Uhhh
Igor: Oh. I thappothed ta get rid o thith weed. *motions at his chainsaw and the destroyed chainsaws around them* I dont want to be dethroid tho. Tho I'm makin it tamer forth now. *smiles at G*
*hears Edward* Oh mithter Edward! Fanthy meeting youth today ath well!
Edward: [had taken too apologizing to every single Girble and exocising them]
[the bulky body of a russian soldier hits the ground with a thud that would make anyone wince]
???: Yebatsya!
Priscilla : Mister you have a cold *grabs her ice cold handkerchief and gives it to gunner* here mister use mine..
[Suddenly a vine crawls up the leg of the Russian]
Gunner: Oh thank you and it's not a cold it's a-----AAA-----AAAAAAAAKKKKKKCHOOO! [As Gunner sneezes his head flies off his neck with a pop and falls with a thud infront of him] Gunner: OW! Ohh that's gonna leave a mark.
[Inches its way upwards, curls up around his knees. Similarly it happens to Gideon, A vine grabbing hold of Gideon's right wrist]
Priscilla: *gasps* Mister gunnner your head!!!! i..it... fell.... Mister your kinda cool
???: Shto? [looks at his leg] Govno! Mikhail did not see this on application form. .
Gideon: *rips vine off with his left hand* goddamn I never thought I'd have ta deal with these again
[Vine at Gideon's Ankle]
Igor: Would youth like thome elp, thur Gideon? *not noticing the vines wrapping around his stubby legs as well*
[Mikhail pulls out the pistol from his chest webbing an takes a shot at the vine, which blows into pulp]
[Vine attempting to Crawl up Edward Legs, with the Kimono in tact, it takes a few seconds, and it slinks away scared. You are now safe to assume the fake-Samurai is in Fundoshi]
Gideon: *sighs* no thanks *takes out his gun and blows the vine of*
Gunner: Oh thank you, and it help with the allergies. Now then [as Gunner steps forward and reaches for his head he accidently kicks it and it rolls forward a bit] Gunner: Ow! [he tries again but strikes his disembodied cranium with his other foot and it begins to roll forward] Gunner: OW! [Gunner start to chase his head but keeps kicking it forward. As Gunner keeps attempting, he fails and soon begins to chase his head into the forest saying "ow" all the while]
[Mikhail tries to aim the pistol at the vines wrapped around igor's legs but cannot get a clear shot, his vision still swimming from the recent wormhole jump]
Igor: Oh. Alrighth. *notices finally the fresh vines and saws them off*
[Heavy steps tremble the floor. Something of large mass is approaching]
Edward: [frowning at Igor using the Chainsaw, running up, dodging vines best of his ability, slashing them off with a knife, attempts to grab the chainsaw in Igor's hands and attempts to break it in half]
Edward: [handing him a knife] use this, it's cheaper.
Igor: *sadface*
Priscilla: *tries to follow Gunner but lost him, She looks around her surroundings looking if anyone is near*Sigh...., Im alone again...
Igor: *gets the knife anyway* Th-thank youth, thur. *n-not sure what to make of this*
Mikhail: [grunts as he gets up, pulling out the machine gun and ammo belts slung around him] Mikhail dont know who you are, but a enemy of my friend is a . . . . well you friends of mikhail for the moment, but please explain where the hell Mikhail is
[a knight (?) clad in black shimmering armor approaches. it reminds you of a fortress, or a wall. it removes its helmet, revealing the face of a beautiful, brown haired, soft-faced maiden]
Edward: [noticing the Russian had used a gun] DO YOU WISH TO PICK UP YOUR SHELLS, MISTER?
Mikhail: [noticing the bloddy patch on his right shoulder] and what happened to mikhail's arm
Zaldun: Igor! Ed! You guys are seriously not done yet? Fuck you guys. I'm eating snacks.
Gideon: *was wondering which Russian the man was talking to*
Mikhail: AS LONG AS THESE THINGS ARE TRYING THO GET TO MIKHAIL, YES
Edward: Zald, do you mind lending us your butter knife, for a bit? We have a shrubbery problem. The boss says to bring him the shrubbery
[She sits down, quaking the ground a bit and sparking it with lights of purple and green. She pulls out a roast turkey, and starts eating it.]
Mikhail: what is shruvery?
Zaldun: Ugh... Hijo de Merde... fine.
Igor: Oh. Miss Zaldun. Wonderful to thee you thoo today ath well. *hacks at the encroaching vines with the knife. it's too tiny for Igor's liking. He sadfaces again.*
Edward: [has decided to pick up the bullet shells wasted by both Gideon and Mikhail, its cheaper]
Mikhail: [promply pumps the vines reaching for igor's legs with a burst form his heafty gun, causing the man to jump] Mikhail make them go boom
Mikhail: [smiles]
Igor: *tries to dance out of the way of the bullets* Wha! *says to Mikhail* Watch where youth are thooting, thur! People could geth hurt!
Mikhail: [pokes edward with a meaty finger as the gun dangles from his left shoulder] who you? and what you do with shells?
Mikhail: dont worry, Mikhail know what he do [smiles at igor]
Edward: [stands up] Edward Suzrou. [taking Mikhails gun from his hand, and replacing it with a set of keys] Use that, it's cheaper.
Gideon: OI! Gimme back my shells dammit!
Igor: Ethcuth me thurs. I thall leave to get thome more equipmenth. *waddles towards the shadows and vanishes into them*
Zaldun: Hold up. [She holds the turkey in her mouth in an aggresive bite as the gravy drips down her pearlescent skin. She reaches into her bag a small crystal. She closes her fists. Clouds darrken and gather in swirls on top of her as lightning and thunder rage across the broken sky. Lightning, purple of hue, stikes her grasp as the crystal transforms into a greatsword of dark aura. it is embedded "Germany-Solingen™" She throws it carelessly as it pierces the ground inches away from Igor's foot.]
Zaldun: There. [munch munch]
Mikhail: [extremely perplexed at what edward did] explain. [his eyes narrowing on the keys]
Zaldun: Oh right... Cheapo... Here. Ed. [She throws a similar greatsword. this one says "Made in China"]
Igor: *stops in his tracks and looks at Zaldun* Yeth, Mith Zaldun?
Edward: You see. [Unloading the guns magazines] You yunguns put so little effort into killing things these days. S'too easy and too expensive with a gun. D'you know how valuable magazines are? Each bullet is like the coast of a life, so its pretty fuckin expensive. Which is why, to make the coast of life cheaper, you gotta kill them in ways thats free. I gave Igor over there ma knife, so you'll have to settle for the keys
Edward: 'seasy, You just stab their eye, widden their mouth and --- [continues describing clever uses for keys]
Zaldun: There's my help. Now hurry along. I'm missing Gossip Girl because of you.
Igor: Oh. *looks at the greatsword* Th-thank youth. *tries to pick it up*
Mikhail: [tries to listen intently at what edward is saying but his vision begins to blur, he clenches his hand around the bloody patch where his left arm used to be and falls to his knees] ugh. Mikhail should pay attention to body more [Mikhail starts to break out in a cold sweat as his breaths become shorter and faster] anyone know how to fix Mikhail?
Edward: Wounds heal over time, do you know how expensive hospitals are. Self-Diagnose, it's cheaper
Edward: Ah, I believe I hear the sounds of money being spent. [leaves scene abruptly, leaving the gun down, taking the keys back but keeping the magazine. as well as all the little shells]
[As Mikhail asks for help, a great dragon-chihuahua, the size of a horse, leaps from the bushes and runs for Mikhail, forcng him to mount it. They ride off]
Zaldun: Interesting...
Zaldun: This turkey has more dark meat!
Mikhail: Motha russia is gonna laugh at Mikhail. . .[faints]
Igor: *the greatsword being too heavy and unwieldy, he turns back to Zaldun: I thall be right back. *walks into the shadow of the great sword and dissapears from there*
Zaldun: Alright... BRING ME BACK A COKE! THANKS EEG!
[Arrives at Zaldun's clearing, branch in tow, in a simple, generic high schooler's hoodie and tighter-than-usual jeans, he walks casually, invitation-slash-request-slash-extermination-letter in hand.]
August: So... Intelligent vines? Awesome. I could totally use these for my hydro plantation for energy... But... for now. [He sighs, and reluctantly waves his ~branch of magic~, upon closer inspection has Post-it! notes of various colors tied and/or hanging around it.] Remove all the topsoil and turn it into subsoil! [As he does this, the vines should suddenly lose their vigor due to the lack of nutrients.] Hello there, woman-in-scary-armor-eating-turkey-in-gravy, are you perchance a student of Ludus?
Zaldun: [munches on turkey] I'm a teacher. I'm guessing you're the wierd one people have been talking about. August? You new?
August: Relatively, fresh graduate! [Takes a low bow in a burst of overenthusiasm] Teacher? What subject? I didn't quite catch you. I did my thesis on raw magic, I don't recall if you were part of my panel...
Zaldun: Mmm... You know, I'm not really sure. Subject assignment must have gotten mixed up with the bills. There's just so much... reading and math... and... opening envelopes...
You look nice. You remind me of some guy I was to meet some time back. Cockblocked by an Italian douche. He was a good kisser though... among other things... [mind obviously floats away]
Ah... I'm Zaldun by the way. You may call me Zal. Turkey's almost done, but I've got some ice cream. Care to join me?
August: Ice cream? Yes!... If that's alright with you. I've got a spell to transmogrify it to whatever flavor you think of, wanna give it a try? [Sits next to Zaldun, giving appropriate space, not once setting down the branch.] Italian douche, huh? Doesn't sound like anyone I know... [Takes note to invent a spell akin to a dictionary.]
Zaldun: Eh... probably not important. Well, alright. Let's give it a shot.
August: Alright! [Waves the ~branch of magic~, anyone within a 5-meter radius within August will now taste whatever is on their mind, no matter what they eat. A Post-It! note on his branch burns to ashes.] So do I have to eat with my hands, or do you have a bowl? I've never eaten ice cream with my hands, I kinda hope you don't have a bowl.
Zaldun: No bowl. It was on the top counter. Eating with our hand sounds fun. Messy. but fun. I have spoons though if you'd like.
August: Hand sounds good. And we've got a backup, so it's all good. Bring out the ice cream! I am. So. Ready. [You could almost picture hardcore heavy metal playing in the background. With explosions. Lots of them.]
[Rowlf can't help but feel a bit excited about the notice he saw on the bulletin board the other day. This would be his very first mission as a student of this prestigious inter-dimensional school named Ludus. Who wouldn't be giddy over that? He's only been to normal schools that talked about (but did not extensively use) Eirz Arts back home after all and it was boring as hell. Informative, yes, but boring. Lectures about how to determine how much eirz is present in the area to the practical, everyday uses of it filled his school days. No hunting this or that, foraging for this or that, no nothing. It's all reading textbooks and writing papers.
In this school, however, they're getting requests like those guilds he came across in the worlds he's been before. They weren't limited to burying their noses in textbooks all day.
And so he walked to the forest which isn't that easy to miss since it's practically surrounding the campus.]
Rowlf: [notices the slowly moving shrubbery around him and walks deeper into the forest, looking at his 'somewhat useless' map (although he doesn't know that). He traces a finger from his point of entry based on the map and to where he should be now. He looks up and places a paw on the nearest tree in front of him.] So this is a Baobab. Interesting..
Zaldun: [Brings out gallon of (previously) coffee crumble ice cream. She removes both her gauntlets and the gloves underneath them her hands are petite and girlish.]
August: [Waits for Zaldun to get her share then proceeds to grab a handful then promptly shoves it into his mouth. Accidentally glances upon a mushroom, which leads to a thought of fungus, which leads to what fungus would taste like, which leads to--] Augh! Oh sweet Jesus fungus IS NASTY!
Zaldun: It's got a smokey tangy taste to it...[swallow] Interesting, but I'd rather not taste that again.
hmm... [grabs another bite.] Hey. You're thinking of beef jerky.
August: Try focusing on your desired flavor and nothing else... No, /you're/ thinking of beef jerky! [Takes another handful, this time focusing on a strawberry shortcake sort of flavor. Gives it a taste.] YEAH! THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT! Seriously, try concentrating. It's not that hard, and the results are /splendid/.
Rowlf: [turns to look at the source of that distinct sound.] /Nasty? What is?/ [He ignores his map, folds it neatly and places it in one of his bomber jacket's pockets. As he walks, he hears another shout, this time it's more audible signifying he's near. He can smell something delicious in the air.] Mm.... Butternut squash.... [He closes his eyes and lets his acute sense of smell guide him to where it's coming from and he arrives at a clearing, stopping a few meters away from a young man holding a branch and a female knight, both eating ice cream. Rowlf's eyes widen by a fraction, staring at the ice cream.] T-There's Butternut squash flavored ice cream?
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