Fantasy Poly Roleplay // 4/4 // Closed // Please bring plot ideas-

As soon as the sun rose, Lumi was already grumbling, both his stomach and his mouth. Right now, both were grumbling about being hungry. He fell back on the ground, whining dramatically. "Candyyyyy… I'm starvinggg… when are we gonna find some actual food?" He asked, lightly hitting his friend on the head a few times as he sat beside them. "Ughh… we gotta get moving either way. I swear to god, this has got to be why I'm so short. No nutrients." He huffed and got to his feet, running his fingers through his hair a bit to neaten it up a bit.

Once adequately ready to go, Lumi peered out of the doors of the large, abandoned barn that he and Algodon had slept in the night before to see if there were any people outside. Not seeing anyone, he gestured to Candy that it was all clear and headed out the doors.

(tbh I'm not quite sure what to do)

(You could just have a premise of what your character is doing if you want 🤷‍♂️ hopefully they'll meet up soon aha)

(maybe write Ty getting ready to ambush Lumi and Algodon with the search party?)

"We don't have any money, though. We're broke." Lumi huffed, following after Candy without bothering to fix his ruffled hair. "And we don't exactly have any means to make any money right now, so…" He tilted his head from side to side, considering. "You know, we wouldn't be nearly as hungry if you just let me do my thing. Slip an apple or two, maybe some fish… mmm…" His mouth was watering at the thought of food. If only they'd let me steal more.

(mmmmmm ok)

After two mugs of lukewarm, sludgy coffee and a suspiciously lumpy orange, Zelra returned to his tent. Clarys had already left, grumbling something about doing a final prop check, but Myrah came with him. She helped him stuff his dirty clothes into bags, roll up his cot, and move what little furniture he had into their shared caravan. Putting away the actual tent itself took a little longer. She used her claws to pry the nails loose from the tough ground while he slipped the supporting poles out of their spots. Together, they folded the old, weather-beaten fabric into a small rectangle and stashed it in the very back of the caravan.

“That didn’t take too long!” Myrah hummed brightly. She bounced from foot to foot as if walking on hot pavement. “Is there anything you need to do before we join the line? You’ve got a bit of time!”

“Showers have already been taken down, yeah?”

“Yep! They’re always first to go,” she responded. Her nose wrinkled automatically. “Aw, man, you’re gonna stink the whole ride.”

“Nah, I always smell wonderful. Like a fresh flower, I’ve been told,” he shot back, grinning. She playfully pinched him on the arm before hopping into the caravan. He followed suit.

"We can't be eating food from dumps all our lives…" Lumi whined. "It's unsanitary or something, I dunno. We'll die before we're 30, if we're lucky enough to even get there. I'm lucky to have lived to 18." He was trotting a bit to keep up with Candy's longer legs, sulking about not being allowed to steal. He grinned brightly at the tentative permission, however. "Sounds good to me! I won't let you down~"

Ty was the only one silent while the rest of the group got ready. There were only four of them total; he had known the other three since they were all younger. They were…more devout than he was, in many ways, though he was also the only one whose family had a history of magic. The only one that the priests spent extra time with, working with him to help him repent of the family's sins.

"Not if I have anything to say about it. And we'd get fed in prison anyway, so we might actually be better off." Lumi kept close to Candy, not wanting to get lost in the crowd. He was thankful that they were holding tightly to his hand. He whined softly at the sheer quantity of people, turning his ears back and holding tighter to his friend's hand. "Where are we going this time?" He asked.

Myrah and Zelra picked Clarys up before they steered into the line of caravans. She was sweating hard and looked especially proud. The tattoos on her tan, strong biceps stretched as she flexed.

“Pretty good workout, lifting all that crap. Beats training any day,” she said, all too pleased with herself.

“I like training!” Myrah protested. She was daintily perched on a crate in the cramped back. Her transparent, pearl-colored leggings flashed as she crossed one foot over the other.

“You like everything.”

Zelra sent a pointed look to Clarys from his spot on a stack of pillows. She shrugged and plopped down on the carpet, then dug a pack of stale crackers out from seemingly nowhere. She tossed each of them one. He ate his and pulled a disgusted face.

The caravan stopped as final checks were made. An older man by the name of Barker gave them the green light, hitched their cart to two others, and shooed them on ahead. Slowly, steadily, they began to move forward.

"Uh… alright. We should probably try and figure out some vague semblance of a destination, though. Getting jostled by all these people makes me nauseous…" Lumi groaned softly, moving closer to Candy to feel more secure. "I don't really know my way around this place, so I have no idea where we should go. Follow the smell of food, I guess?"

(so Ty's group will attack, and then Lumi and Candy will have to fight them off, yeah?)

Once the whole group was ready to go, they headed into town. Their targets had already gone into town, and all four of them had pulled on hoods and masks to obscure their faces; it wouldn't do to be recognized at any point. They were supposde to be untraceable. Ty still didn't understand why all four of them had been sent, when any one of them should have been able to handle this alone. They were all trained killers. But all four of them went, slipping into town as they followed Lumi and Candy.

Lumi sniffed around as well, drawing similar conclusions, but allowed Candy to do the definitive work. He yawned, exposing his sharp teeth, and stretched, although he didn't let go of Candy's hand for fear of being lost. "Mmnh… that sounds fine to me, I suppose. Better than nothing." He shrugged as he headed off in the direction of the smell. "Surely they've got some muffins from yesterday that they threw out because they didn't sell or something, yeah?"

(was planning on just having Ty and the group attack, Ty gets injured and the others are badly injured/killed, and then later on Ty joins up with the circus after Lumi and Candy do. That make sense?)

Ty's group worked well together, silent and deadly as they slipped through the streets, splitting up so that they could come at Lumi and Candy from different angles. Ty knew that Crosser was praying, and Jin would be smiling; she had always taken pleasure in the killing of magic-infested, and this would be no different. Especially considering who one of these people was suspected to be. Ipsum, Ty was not sure of. He never knew what was going on in their head.

After about thirty minutes on the road, Zelra started to get bored. He popped open the side window of the caravan and stuck his head out. The fresh air was wonderful, though it was a little tainted by the distant, acrid scent of smoke.

If the map hanging on their wall was to believed, they would be nearing some type of town relatively soon. He always liked seeing the expressions people made when they saw the colorful train of carts moving past. Kids were usually overjoyed; some would even chase after them, trying to touch the spokes on the wheels or catch hold of fluttering scraps of fabric. Adults were harder to predict. Most looked either intrigued or mildly pleased, though some weren’t so nice. One of their best flame jugglers had gotten a nasty concussion once due to a particularly grumpy gentleman. He’d hurled a rock so hard that it’d nearly taken out her eye. Another time, a man tried to jump into a caravan and drag a young girl away. Clarys had gotten the task of punishing him. She hadn’t gone easy.

A strange noise seemed to carry on the breeze to his ears. It took him a second to place it, but he realized that somebody was crying. Probably one of the newer recruits. They were always weepy whenever it was time to leave a location, especially if it’d been their hometown. Arriving was exciting, but saying goodbye was hard. He called out a few words of encouragement and hoped they reached them.

Lumi winced as Candy pulled him along, trying his best to keep up. He seemed uneasy near the restaurant as he looked at all the people, but eased up once he and Candy were out of sight again. "Yeah… maybe we'll be able to actually go to restaurants someday." He sighed wistfully and climbed up into the dumpster, rooting around until he found a bag full of slightly stale bagels that he tossed out for him and Candy to go through. "Those look edible enough to not kill us, I think."