Miaka's adventuring story(part of ch. 2)

[Miaka]

The thread for my adventuring story got locked, so.... yeah.
And this'll be a lot less messy without all of the character profiles getting posted up and such. >>

Chapter one-
The Metaphorical curtains open on a typical bar scene. Barmaids busying themselves with getting their patrons what they'd wanted, while said patrons gloat about past battles adventuring, and boast of old scars.

Zoom in on one table where a pair sat on the table, their bodies themselves too small to comfortably sit and reach it, or the drinks on it. One was, like most of the others, boasting about how he'd taken down so many creatures, with such a small weapon, and such a lack of armor. The girl, on the other hand, sat on the edge of the table, one leg crossed over the other, mug of tea in her hands, frequently rolling her eyes at her companion; nodding or shaking her head, and chuckling to herself. She seemed like she should have caught someone's eye other than her ferret companion, for it isn't often one sees a white non-feline or canine furre that isn't an albino. Yet the squirrels eyes were, instead of pink, nearly colorless silver. Her hair, ice blue, and her fur, even, not entirely white. One stripe on either side of her body, one starting under her chin and going down her front, and the other going down her back and onto her tail. Her clothing, a light, blue tinted metal, for a woman's breastplate and simple gauntlets, darker blue pants, a light blue skirt, and a dark brown gold-lined belt lying, slanted, across her hips.

Returning our attention to the first, he seemed like he really shouldn't have been bragging. Rather plain, the only thing that seemed very remarkable about him was maybe that, despite ferrets being so small, he came up to a normal being's shoulders, as opposed to, say, their chest, where most ferrets or rodents would stand. Messy black hair, dark brown fur, and the same color eyes behind glasses. Clothing, yet again, nothing remarkable, and his only visible weapon was a shortsword attached to his belt.

"And then, I-" the ferret continued with his animated tale, his arms moving with his narration of his gallant defeat of the who-knows-what.

"Um, Kaos, that's hardly how I remember it." the squirrel interjected, "Actually, if my memory speaks true, I was the one doing the saving, and you were the one needing it. Not the other way around, love."

"But Miaaaka..... can't a man dream?"

"A man can dream, and most do, but when that man's dreaming turns lying like this...." Miaka, as her name, we have learned, was, jokingly reprimanded him, ending with a finger on his nose.

"but... but...." Kaos could come up with no retort, and thus went back into his drink grudgingly. Miaka laughed to herself and patted her companion's back in a half-assed attempt to console him. She hopped off of the table, leaving the coins to pay for their drinks, taking Kaos' hand, and leading him outside.

"Right, so. Apparently some guy is willing offer adventurers a lot of money to rid this complex series of underground tunnels of some creatures and other.... random... dangerous... things to free it up for... something, I'm a little bit fuzzy on the details. I stopped paying attention when he mentioned money-"

Kaos gave her a look.

"...Whaat?!? You know about me and shiny things.... anyways. So, apparently, there have only been a couple adventurers who've returned, and the ones that have died pretty soon afterwards.... So. There's money that may or may not ever end up in our wallets, and a very very slim chance of survival! What do you say, should we get a party together and try it?"

By this point they'd gotten outside the bar, and were just standing outside in the cool night air.

"Hell, why not? what's life without the risk of horrible painful, bloody death around every corner?"

"Exactly!" Totally missing the sarcasm layered heavily on his voice. "So, off to find a party!" She starts walking off.

"Wouldn't the best place to find adventurers be the tavern?" Kaos asked after she'd gotten a few steps.

"Well, where do you think I'm going?"

"We just left the tavern."

"Oh. we did, didn't we. Back in we go!"

"You're drunk, aren't you?"

"..........just a little."

Once inside the tavern again, the two glanced around, wondering where they should start in their search for a party. Miaka had gone up to one ofthe barmaids and asked her if there might be anyone she'd know of that could help them, and the woman motioned to most of the tavern and answered in a thick accent that almost anyone in the room could possibly be willing. Miaka thanked her for her "help" and turned away.

"Was she any help?" Kaos asked when she'd gotten back.

"If by help you mean that she told me that anyone in this room would do, then yes, she was wonderfully helpful." she answered. "Well, we sure aren't getting anywhere right now. let's just start asking people, kay? We meet back at this table once we each get one or two people. Deal?"

"Will do!"

"No can do, Little Lady. My buddy died in there, I ain't going in for any sum of money!"

Miaka swore to herself as she turned away from the equine that had just turned down the request. (He was also the sixth one to refer to her as "Little Lady", and the nickname was starting to bother her.)

"I'm sorry for you loss sir, good night." She says, looking back over her shoulder at him, before walking away.

"I couldn't help hearing ya, and I was thinkin'..." She turned around to see a tall, muscular Lion furre. She rolled her eyes.

"Well isn't that a miracle." She muttered. Thankfully, this went unheard.

"Why are you tryin' ta tackle this on yer own? I mean, this is obviously a man's job, and we wouldn't want you ruining your pretty little face in it, now would we?" Miaka was already strting to harbor a great loathing for him. "Do you even have any weapons? And you're so small, too. Obviously, you should be staying at home and give that armor over to someone who can actually use it." Miaka's eyebrow gave a little twitch. "'course, I can think of a much better use for you myself!"

Here he laughed, obvously not meaning anything we'd want him to mean by this statement. Miaka laughed sarcastically along with him, shooting a small spell at him, causing a freezing cold breeze some place no healthy man wants it, to last for at least the next fifteen minutes. She walked to the bar, laughing in cold amusement.

She sat at the bar, leaning her elbows on the bar, and her head on the top of one hand. Not a single person has even showed the slightest interest of coming, this place really must be hard..... as she thought this, she hardly even noticed the furre walking up behind her.

"Miss?"

She nearly jumped a mile. She whipped around to see who'd come up behind her, and the first thing she noticed about him was the blue trenchcoat, a white and silver vulpine inside of it. She had to wonder how she'd managed to miss seeing him earlier - people with magenta-colored hair tend to stand out. A pair of kind, blood-colored eyes held an inquisitive look. She thanked her luck, a pair of daggers on his belt showed that he either was an adventurer, or at least had some experience with fighting - She could at least try to ask.

"Oh- I'm sorry, did I frighten you?"

"Startled me a little, yes, aheh.." Miaka answered him.

"Anyways... I couldn't help overhearing your asking a few people about an adventuring job and I was wondering if you wouldn't mind my accompanying you?"

"Mind? Not at all sir! You've heard of the place too?"

"Oh, yes. I'd been meaning to go."

"Wonderful! Now come on, let's get on back to the table, I've asked my fair share of people here." She hopped off the barstool, and took his hand, starting to walk back. On the way, she stopped - a feline off in the corner that, honestly, shouldn't have caught her attention. Black fur and light brown hair, he didn't exactly stand out. While he had no weapons, Miaka got a certain feeling about him. She changed direction, heading over to him and sitting down on his table.

"Hello?" he asked, looking up from the book he'd been reading.

"Um... Hi. Just to get right to the point, I've been looking for an advernturing party to help me out with this place someone told me about. Apparently, nobody who's ever gone has come back out alive, so... Would you be interested in joining us?" ....No wonder she hadn't had any luck up to this point. He looked at her blackly for a few moments with blue eyes before responding.

"Sure. What else had I got to do?"

"Brilliant! Okay, now, really back to the table!" She started back, with the two behind her.

Upon arriving at the table, Miaka was met with the sight of Kaos with three people sitting by him, chatting like old friends. Her jaw dropped, and she didn't quite know whether to slap him, or hug him for having such luck.

"Oh, hey Miaka! These are Toric -" He points to a male coyote, colored mainly in hues of blue, "- Ceriven -" A blonde genet smiled and waved, " - and Gareeku." He motioned to the last one there, a monochromed wolf, with obvious skills in martial arts, who gave them a sideways glance, a half smile, and made a small gesture with two fingers for a greeting. Miaka looked back at the two she'd found, and realised she hadn't asked them for their names.

"Uh..... so..... what are you guys' names?"

"Aridas Soulfire" the feline replied, smiling, rather nervously, and waving at Kaos and his three.

"Lysander." The fox with the odd-colored hair answered.

"Right, so, um...." Miaka sat down at the table, and motioned the others to do the same. "Y'all know what we're going up against, right?" Everyone nodded, seemingly in tandem. "Great. So, we can meet at this table tomorrow morning and get going. Any objections to that?" No one said anything. "C'est bon. I'm going off to bed now, see ya in the morning." She walked off upstairs to the inn, yawning.

"I Think she's on to something there..." Ceriven said, yawning as well, and stretching over the back of her chair. She got up as well, and waved. "Night night, all." Those two were followed shortly by Aridas, followed by Toric, leaving Lysander, Kaos, and Gareeku sitting at the table, talking until they left, one by one, to their respective rooms to sleep, Kaos the last one off.

The next morning, they went down to the next table, each in various stages of waking up. Miaka was the only one that seemed fully awake, frequently nudging Kaos in the ribs to keep him from dozing off. Ceriven was looking exasperated at the rest of the party.

"Hardly the most inspiring sight I've ever seen.."

"Ugh, tell me about it. Hey, help me get these guys outside." The two women practically dragged the rest of their party outside. Miaka patted Lysander on the cheek, him being the closest. "Hey, wake up."

"Gimme a minute.."

"We don't have a bloody minute!" she near-growled, then glanced at Ceriven. "Right then. If thats how y'all are gonna be..." Miaka walked along the back of them, sliding a finger across the back of their necks, a small trail of ice following it, and shooting down the backs of those more tired than others. Once done, she stepped back and admired her work, all five men yelling variously obscenities at her, growling, and in general freaking out over the freezing cold feeling down their backs. She snickered evilly, finding this more amusing than anything she'd seen for weeks.

"You're horrible!" Ceriven exclaimed, though with a hint of amusement on her face.

"I know."

Once they'd all recovered from Miaka's random acts of cruelty, the group started off on their way, first stopping by the place that Miaka had found the information about the tunnels from. She walked in, and came out, minutes later, looking extremely shaken.

"My God, that man is creepy," she said. "Come on, let's just get the hell away from this place," and they started off in the direction of the rumored deathtrap.

Chapter 2-
pt. 1

[Miaka]

first part of chapter 2 up-
After a few days of travelling, the small group found themselves at the mouth of a cave, seemingly unguarded. Gareeku had taken the front, sort of becoming the unannounced "party leader" much to Miaka's chagrin, as she had alsways been the closest thing to a leader her and Kaos ever had... but on second thought, Kaos was rather incompetent, so there wasn't much of a choice. Toric and Aridas had rather hit it off, and in general, the group seemed to be douing quite well so far, so far as not wanting to murder each other. Granted, they hadn't once had to fight, so it was hard to tell how well they worked as far as that was concerned.
   "So.... We gonna stand around here and be all dramatic about not getting our money?" Aridas spoke up, clearly all too impatient about getting this over and done with.
   "I'm with him, we've wasted too much time already." Ceriven took a few steps towards the front, as if asking for permission from the others to go in. They all followed her, though promptly fell straight into her as a boulder they hadn't known was there came crashing down, covering the door and plunging the small underground room they were in in darkness. A few moments of mayhem, with a sword being dropped, along with a book, and quite a few "Get your tail outta my eye" or similar from various furres before one voice in particular spoke up.
   "Ga demei" Aridas muttered, and a rather large orb of light came up out of his cupped hands to float above his head, lighting up the area around him. He bent down to retreive his book from the ground, and handed the short sword back to Kaos. Eventually they sorted things out between themselves, and Miaka did, indeed, remove the end of her tail from where it had somehow gotten into Lysander's eye.
   "Well... that was interesting." Ceriven remarked, dusting off her shorts and checking to see that she hadn't dropped any of her arrows.
   "Mmm. Aridas, you should take the lead with that spell..." Gareeku nudged him forward, and the cat took the lead, wandering uneventfully through the darkness for quite a ways.
   "Well.... this certainly seems... boring..." Kaos remarked, looking about the cavernous room they found themselves in. As if on cue, a low murmur started up from all around them, gradually becoming louder, a sound something akin to ravenous, violent monkeys.
   "Nice going, genious." Miaka sent an icy glare at him, before shifting her feet into a more stable stance. As if on a command, thr group arranged themselves into a circle, facing outwards, those with weapons readying them, Aridas flipping open a book which seemed to gain several hundred pages as he opened it, Gareeku slipping into a fighting stance, looking almost like he was about to laugh, and Miaka's hands beginning to glow with a faint blue-white light. The orb they were usng as a lamp floated to the ceiling, as a few more words were spoken, and it grew to illuminate most of the cavern well enough to be seen. Finally, the noise grew to an alomst imbearable volume, and those with better hearing were beginning to cringe as creatures crawled out of the spaces in the ceiling and floor srurrounding the pillars supporting the ceiling. Masses of what used to be a monkey of some sort, but now had become not much more than skeletons with strings and grotesque flesh, tufts of mangy, dirty, matted fur, and rags of what was once travelling clothes barely attached ran at the group. Some, out of reflex, stepped inward, making a tighter circle.
   An arrow flew out, striking one of the monkey-things in the shoulder, and promptly bursting into fire, which quickly spread through the creature as it lay writhing on the floor, catching some of those around it was well. Ceriven's eyes narrowed as she notched another arrow, firing arrow after arrow at the onslaught. Aridas's hands flipped deftly through the book, frantically yelling out the incantations for as many of the destructive spells he could, not quite looking where he was aiming, just hoping that what he was doing was taking down as many as was needed. Toric stood still for the most part, the spear he'd been using to walk with held up until some of the monkey-creatures got within range, where he sprang into action, fighting with extreme presicion and accuracy, a stark contrast to Kaos beside him. Sword in hand, he was doing as best he could to simultanously kick as much ass as his diminutive self could while not letting any of them near enough to hurt him. Suffice to say, he wasn't serving to do much but to confuse their attackers.

[llearch n'n'daCorna]

Still enjoyable. :-)

However, I suspect this will get locked again if you don't provide some indexing at the top....

[Miaka]

Right! about that. >>

[insanekaosx]

Fwah, mwaha! HI-YA!

>> Kaos fails ;.; ;P

[Miaka]

mmmhm.

You sure do.

[Aridas]

I cast magic missile at this chapter! >.>

*loser*

what's with the evuls attacking us, we didn't do anything wrong, we're good little peoples ;.;

[Toric]

Bookworms unite! *High-fives Aridas*

Cool to see this is up and running again. Nice way to kick off the group's adventured.