A World Risen From Ash //CLOSED (5/5)

//Lol, glad I could help

thumbs up back to the rp?//

//indeed

Livio is still sitting at the base of one of the trees sorting through his loot

the girl didn't seem interested in him, watching the other man. A cold breeze picked up, shifting through the wind.

livios hightend hearing picked up on the sound of angry villagers coming his way "aw crap i gotta go, tata"

The woman looked down and scowled at him. "The hell do you think you're doing now…"

"well curently running from vilagers, so onc again Ta Ta" he said standing up

"Why's that…" She asked suspiciously.

Alistair landed on the soft snowy ground withwithout words, drawing his sai.

"because idiot villagers think im about to attack them" he says

"Why…"

"umm no comment" he said

The girl narrowed her eyes.

Alistair watched as various people approached the area.

The girl looked up and lowered herself out of sight, scowling

"well fuck! now i have to turn back" he says as he slowly seems to turn into this terrifying monster that dusk is to lazy to describe

The huntress scowled, narrowing her eyes and remaining still, though her grip retightened on her stick.

the large monster roars at the villagers "Yo bishes you either turn around or fight meh!"

The creature roared. It seemed almost hazy, or incorporeal to Alistair. Something wasn't right about it.

Most of the villagers let out an angry battle cry. A few seemed to slow, less confident to fight now, but most seemed ready and willing.

"I think I'm growing tired of this event." The risen demon said, softly.

"also what the fuck did i do to you guys anyhow?" the monster roared

The villagers shouted angrily. The woman simply sighed.

"wow rude" he monster roared and shook hiis head almost like the motion of flipping hair

She facepalmed.

"what is it that humans have against Fae anyhow" the monster grumbles turning back into his human form

The villagers backed away slightly. The woman glared at everyone, obviously hating everyone on her domain.

"fucking humans, so rude" he grumbles as he stalks away further into the forest

"Good grief." Alistair called, using the wind to enhance his physicality, he ran at top speed, jumping up and gliding down on the branch next to the huntress.