Post by Mishiranu Arashi on Mar 29, 2008 5:14:15 GMT -4
[Takes place after Dragon hunt]
Arashi used his herethere ability to transport himself into a wonderful vacation. He had spent too long in Ilreg's tundra and was pleased to see the sun for the first time in too long. He quickly stripped his cloak and left it discarded on the sand of Guam's wondrous beach. Without missing a beat he laid on the warm sand to take in the excellent sun rays that were shinning down on him. The warmth struck him down to the bone, chasing the chills he'd been accumulating in the icy presence of the ice dragon. The island was lively, he could hear music in the distance and moved to the strong drumbeat without noticing. He kicked of his boots and socks and ran along the beach before he would go check on the village. The music of course a sturdy lure for the young Arashi, having interest to see what the island girls had to offer.
As he slowly made his way up the beach toward the tree line that defended the town from sea's harder winds he heard the familiar voice of Ranyaku
Dammit Arashi we are supposed to be hunting for strong souls, as well as figuring out who has been on your tail these past few weeks. It's getting rather annoying, goin along with your random decisions. I enjoy a bit of spontaneity, but your ridiculous.
Arashi was sure nobody was within earshot just yet so he said aloud his response.
"Hey man..relax for a bit. There is yet to be any reason to worry. Nor is there reason to rush. The one hunting us may just find us, and the souls we seek are likely more difficult to hunt, then to come across. I'm not even so sure as to what I want more souls for...it will only make my wish count rise. Why not just rape the minor souls of meek humans, is that not enough?"
You need the power and wisdom of more potent souls Arashi. You know this already, your no longer ignorant of yourself Arashi, act like it
"I'm young Ranmyaku, deal with it."
He heard the chiding snicker of the bothersome sprite rattle in his mind as a young village girl caught his eye. He had only just made it to the tree line when he spotted her watching him, her eyes gazing along the frame of his toned, defined body. He smiled seeing her eyes glow in lustful admiration, then frown as he wondered if she'd understand english...or Japanese. He walked nearer and she shouted something in a strange language and took of.
"Nope..definitly not gonna understand these people..."
Ranmyaku laughed and Arashi headed into the village. He found a nice place to sit, just a few feet from the dance floor and watched. The music was lucrative in it's own right and the people danced close, sensually. He grinned as he got the feeling this party would suit him well. He stood and was surrounded instantly by the girl and three of her friends, all just as beautiful, and all nicely developed. Without any argument he followed them to the dance floor, although he likely wouldn't have gotten his point across if he did dispute their silent demands.
He was dancing a bit on the naughty side naturally, the grinding motion of the islanders hard for his virgin hips to follow for a moment or four. He was really getting the hang of things when he bumped into a tall blond dancing beside him. He turned to glare at the offender and was taken aback.
"YANCHA???
Arashi used his herethere ability to transport himself into a wonderful vacation. He had spent too long in Ilreg's tundra and was pleased to see the sun for the first time in too long. He quickly stripped his cloak and left it discarded on the sand of Guam's wondrous beach. Without missing a beat he laid on the warm sand to take in the excellent sun rays that were shinning down on him. The warmth struck him down to the bone, chasing the chills he'd been accumulating in the icy presence of the ice dragon. The island was lively, he could hear music in the distance and moved to the strong drumbeat without noticing. He kicked of his boots and socks and ran along the beach before he would go check on the village. The music of course a sturdy lure for the young Arashi, having interest to see what the island girls had to offer.
As he slowly made his way up the beach toward the tree line that defended the town from sea's harder winds he heard the familiar voice of Ranyaku
Dammit Arashi we are supposed to be hunting for strong souls, as well as figuring out who has been on your tail these past few weeks. It's getting rather annoying, goin along with your random decisions. I enjoy a bit of spontaneity, but your ridiculous.
Arashi was sure nobody was within earshot just yet so he said aloud his response.
"Hey man..relax for a bit. There is yet to be any reason to worry. Nor is there reason to rush. The one hunting us may just find us, and the souls we seek are likely more difficult to hunt, then to come across. I'm not even so sure as to what I want more souls for...it will only make my wish count rise. Why not just rape the minor souls of meek humans, is that not enough?"
You need the power and wisdom of more potent souls Arashi. You know this already, your no longer ignorant of yourself Arashi, act like it
"I'm young Ranmyaku, deal with it."
He heard the chiding snicker of the bothersome sprite rattle in his mind as a young village girl caught his eye. He had only just made it to the tree line when he spotted her watching him, her eyes gazing along the frame of his toned, defined body. He smiled seeing her eyes glow in lustful admiration, then frown as he wondered if she'd understand english...or Japanese. He walked nearer and she shouted something in a strange language and took of.
"Nope..definitly not gonna understand these people..."
Ranmyaku laughed and Arashi headed into the village. He found a nice place to sit, just a few feet from the dance floor and watched. The music was lucrative in it's own right and the people danced close, sensually. He grinned as he got the feeling this party would suit him well. He stood and was surrounded instantly by the girl and three of her friends, all just as beautiful, and all nicely developed. Without any argument he followed them to the dance floor, although he likely wouldn't have gotten his point across if he did dispute their silent demands.
He was dancing a bit on the naughty side naturally, the grinding motion of the islanders hard for his virgin hips to follow for a moment or four. He was really getting the hang of things when he bumped into a tall blond dancing beside him. He turned to glare at the offender and was taken aback.
"YANCHA???
