*Reserves 1st class space* >B

*takes a seat behind Vee* x[

-parks butt-
-grabs popcorn-
owo

*dusts off a space and sits*

Ooooh. That sounds very interesting.. I like the idea of a bear skull too.

I'm curious. n_n

!!
*sits on the floor to wait*

hmm.. o.o

*sneaks in*

Boom.

Corell - He is the BZD, or Big Zombie Deer. He is another deer played by the creators at halloween (who you get the skull spell from). I used the twin Gods in Dag's story, So of course I couldn't leave him out (;
Or do you mean the character who's skull Dag has stolen? It's kind of complicated, but he was a character played in the forest who was Dag's first and best friend, who he killed in one of his plots.

-snicker- Those pictos are 100% old 4+years/never used. Sad, but awesome.

Hn updated with a kind of synopsis at the end of what is going on. I don't expect everyone to remember little details from past storylines (:

Ohh, great! I love it.
Can't wait till Halloween =D

Updated again as apparently I wasn't clear - please answer him! (:

"How could I deny our master's request?"

edit: I JUST DID IT LUNG x]

Trackin' for now so I can read this beastie in a bit. C8

Ehehe, 'tis the great divide between me and everyone else. I don't like doing something unless I fully know what's entailed. Because I don't trust a damn soul. 8x

Eh, I'll just give a reply.

EDIT; Disregard, actually. I need to know what time this is going down first. I'm not sure what my schedule is for tomorrow, though I know I'll be on at some point.

^ Hehe yeeees, I like that a lot. Lacie is badass.

Even if you don't like the task/don't want to it when I announce it tomorrow, it's perfectly fine [:

Edit: Well poop. I liked that reply T_T

I can't give an exact time because that would make the task easier, but it'll be when the forest is busiest. So I guess sometime between now and two hours later (so, between 9 and 11pm UK time)

((I may not be able to participate in the event but at least I wanted to give Velocity a response. By the way, Dag will automatically be added to Quad's Vow because of this response))

The blackbuck closes his eyes for a moment. At any other time he may have been easy to follow the great one's request. But Quad's mind has been changing, he is slowly starting to consider not only what is best for his friends, but what is best for himself.

He opens his eyes and speaks a reply, "Your offer is generous, but...I could never abandon my friend, no matter what reward was offered to me. I respect you for who you are, sir...but I will not aid you...for his friendship matters more to me than anything you could give."

Inferno and Tempest swirled at bay, whilst a sick, rotting smell lurched from beneath the earth. The scent was familiar to the feathered doe who cheated death, but the very placement of the scent in paradise was wrong. It was too early. A scent similar to a dusty crypt curled and teased the does crest, whilst a pending struggle was picking up its pace.

"Hmm?"

The doe sat still, curled around the jewel of dandelion hill. She had often visited this flower in her youthful days, long before her dear friend Iaurdagnire had walked the earth. The doe was old, and had seen many years pass before. She knew the scent of Velocity. Her name was one he could not keep forever.

But things did not seem right. She could hear a faint, sickly voice seep up from the ground, from beneath the stags garden.

"Yes. I will."

Not daring to utter anything else, the doe curled around the isolated flower even more. The sickly scent would tease in the air every now and then. Whilst the small dandelion almost seemed to wither with the foul stench. Lifting her head in concern every now and then, the doe uttered a stern warning. She had stared down oblivion, had reached realms far outside.

"No harm will come to him."

The large dark stag is sitting deep within the birch forest. His eyes unseeing, his body unmoving. Heartbeat and breathing slow. In his mind he is somewhere far, far way.
A whisper on the wind, a faint smell of... old earth and dying things. His left ear swivel around once. He knows this voice: he has met its owner in the swirling mists of Autumn.

Death... he will be forgotten and lost in the seas of Time, but never dead. He is a spectator, not an actor, on this world's stage. Hearing Death's voice does not worry him.

"Hm," he says, the sound rumbling through his whole being. "Maybe. Probably." Hesitance. He is very fond of his friend Iaurdagnire, and sometimes Death does not tell the whole truth. Not a particularly set-in-stone answer: he will watch and see, and help Iaurdagnire in any way he can.


/wanted to write more but have to sleep now :C

blegh. Re-commenting.
Fikos is still a fawn? Is that okay?

She was desperate to prove herself.
Her tiny hooves thumped quietly as she pawed at the ground.

"Yes."

This would be her chance to make something of herself.

The area around tasted of an unknown presence, it shifted the violet doe around in an uneasy way. She had never seen or experience anything of this nature. A creeping voice around filled her ears. She stopped and listened intently. Slightly confused about the question she lowerd her head.
"Yes.. ?"
Her position was arched and slightly afraid, almost cat-like.
"I will come,^{i guess}. I only want Dag safe... I don't need anything apart from that."
She swallowed, hoping to satisfy the voice in some way.
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Sorry, my concentration levels are crap. :C
Plus I'm like half asleep so I've prolly got half of this weird.

Oops... I'malwayslateforthingslol.

Starling's ears sharpened, and she grew all the more tense as she wandered what to say. She stood for a few small moments, before turning face on with a ferocious look to her face. "I will do anything," she spoke fiercely. "considering no harm comes to Iaurdagnire. And you should be wise to make sure that nothing does."