Gon track this for now!

Always wanted to meet one of yours.

B)

@kiwara
O: asdfas it makes me happy to hear people wanna interact

oooh ok

Kostya and Jehoel prolly have the strongest hold on my muse at the moment.

That's fine O: (Kostya interacts with like a pile of Helel's characters both in and out of TEF. Same with Jehoel actually LOL)

Mkay, not sure where your lovely boy enjoys haunting, so I hope this is an okay start! If not feel free to adjust it. And as a fair warning, I can either be super descriptive or super vague/short posts. So I apologize in advance. For right now to get a good idea of Kerwin: he's tef deer through and through, based on the secretary pelt, tef deer faced, gray antlers. (If I can finish his stinking ref during this rp at some point I'll post it) And he's loosely based on the Grim Reaper and Charon. A god in himself, but so hindered by rules and such that I'm half convinced he set up for himself, that he's mostly just a harmless- and loony- tef deer flub. Mostly. xD


A lazy flick of the ear as the buck watched a fleck of magic dust seemed to float down from the sunlight and trees above. He tilted his head back slightly, huffing at the annoyed fluttering of the bird in his tines. The dust twirled down like a cotton puff, all delicate and perfect. Dancing on a level only it knew how. His black and blue-flecked eyes shifted to take in the whole of the little part of the forest he was in, reminding himself that he was in the old part of the forest- and, more importantly, the nearest mushroom tree was a good three or four dozen steps away on his right. With a smooth turn of his head, he followed his train of thought. It was so close. Yet, so far away. All he had to do was move over there...

A flick of his black tail and a scowl that crinkled the scar that ran diagonal across his face decided it for him. He didn't need them right now. He shot a glare off in the opposite direction just to prove it himself, the 'shrooms and the bird perched in his tines. No. He didn't need them. Not at all. They weren't even there. Nope. Kerwin forced himself to move away at that, feeling his muscles protest from how long he had been standing still. Of course, moving away didn't help much. He was painfully aware of how just moving from one spot, only meant he was that much closer to another mushroom tree. The buck sighed quietly at that, but only started to steel his wills against another assault from the mushroom trees.

It was a never ending battle, after all.

He picked his way around a few old growth trees, skirting shrubs and various clear patches that were just too open for his comfort. The little robin clung onto his tine, occasionally fluttering from one side to the other as he moved. The glimpse of flames, pale orange and flickering through a gap in the trees, caught his attention. Kerwin narrowed his eyes as he paused mid-step, but decided they were nothing but some buck- or doe's- candle antlers and wandered on a few feet.
Wait a minute...
Those weren't candles. He halted, then swung around the nearest tree trunk to slink back toward the source. No, he hadn't noticed any candle. It was like the tines themselves were aflame. So, who was this?

^^^ Story of my life. xD I feel your pain.


The buck stopped short at the male acknowledging him, blinking as if he hadn't expected to be noticed. It was only for a heartbeat though, as he easily shifted his weight, nodding once, "Hey..." before he made his way over to settle down a few feet away, "...thought my eyes were deceiving me," a chuckle, "...which would be slightly concerning..." he smiled at his own joke, adding as his expression relaxed, "...interesting tines."

Jehoel watched them as they sat down a short distance away and returned his greeting, content that they were a friendly resident of the forest.

"Yeah? I dunno I think I'd be making a pretty convincing campfire...if that's what you mean." He responds, amused. He was pretty sure he could pull off a pretty convincing campfire impresonation...if he didn't have his antlers. "Why thanks, they kinda burn doing their own thing right on up there." He responds and moves his head slightly, the flames moving and flickering slightly with the movement as if you were to move a candle around.

Kerwin snorted quietly at the comment, eyes flicking up to the other's tines to watch the flames dance around. Definitely mesmerizing, almost like flames or a candle if it wasn't on the top of some other creature's head. He shifted his weight and dropped his gaze to the earth between them. It'd be a little odd if he got completely sidetracked staring at the guy's antlers. Just a little bit. He lifted his gaze back to Jehoel's face, "You could. You just need someone to pile branches or sticks or make a circle of rocks around you wherever you bed down. Portable campfire." He allowed a heartbeat of silence to fall after his words, listening to the little bird flutter down to his brow tine, before adding, "My name's Kerwin, by the way."

(Experimenting with his voice color. What worked four years ago does not work now. aha)

The secretary pelted buck arched an eyebrow at the male's words, head tilting slightly before it suddenly felt like he was sitting adjacent to a sunspot. He gave a delighted chuckle at that, head tilting up so he could see the bird's reaction- and like always, finding her expression neutral- "Jehoel: a portable camp fire." His chuckle died down as he bowed his head toward the earth, tip of his nose touching the dirt in his version of a bow, "In all seriousness, nice to meet you."

At the trailing question the buck rolled his shoulder, gaze flicking away as he warred with himself on how he wanted to approach the topic. How much could he talk about? Was allowed to? That was... well that was supposedly up to him. He could see that suggestion now, loud and clear.
He blinked his blue-black eyes, looking back at Jehoel, "I wouldn't call her mine...per say...but she's...she's a very good, very old friend of mine. She wanders with me wherever I go. Her name's Mina."

Thanks for letting me know. Whenever you feel up for it -or continue this- you know where to find us. Hope you feel better ♥

(OKAY. -jumps back in-)

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@Kiwara

"Ah I see." He couldn't help but notice the odd wording coming from the other, and he wondered if the bird wasn't all that it seemed. Jehoel wouldn't be at all surprised if it was consdering their location; a forest filled with sentient beings from varying species. "Got a companion myself who comes in varying shapes and sizes, he ain't here for the time being though. Likes to stir up trouble with resident packs of demons." Jehoel's ears drooped slightly and he shook his head.


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(ALSO Kostya's prolly humanfaced + no mask for this)

@Nika

Kostya wasn't too far away, the cream coloured buck was doing his usual cruising around the forest; cramming blueberries into his little brown satchel, sitting at his "bar", prodding critters he shouldn't be.
His wanderings would eventually lead him to the Pond, where he noticed the large cat-like being near the stream that was fed by the Crying Idol. Kostya trotted over, situating himself on the opposite bank waiting for the other to finish their drink before the inevitable-

"...Hello!"

Of a cheery greeting, that was unmistakably Kostya.

The air around the weeping foundation was cool, and it felt nice against his face as he approached. This place was not so bad, it was a lot like home. He drank from mountain streams often when he would venture out to collect herbs for medicine. And of course, God was watching over him. He had nothing to fear. He brought his lips to the stream of cool water that came from deep within the earth. It was fresh, and it was clean, and his tail swished a few times pleasantly before the cheery voice snapped him out of his thoughts. The sudden voice had him gasping and inhaling the water through his mouth and nose, choking on it and beginning to cough. A paw came up and wiped his face after he finished clearing his lungs, and finally seeing the source of where the happy greeting came from.

A chuckle left him, “Hello to you too!” And he brought a paw up into the air and waved.

"Messing with demons is the least of stupid things they could do?" He couldn't quite think of worse things... other than pissing off a god...there was a never ending vengeance if there ever was one.


short. I'm so sorry ;-;

"Oh, do not apologize, my good friend," Albert said, wiping the water from his mouth and chin before stepping closer to the edge of the bank to speak to the stag. "I really appreciate it," he said, giving the other a smile, "I am Bro-" He stopped for a moment. Was he still a monk...? Well, he didn't know for sure if he died, and even if he did, he would always be a Brother. He had made an oath. "...Brother Albert. And what might your name be?"

@Nika

"Hello Brother Albert. I am Kostya." He says, still smiling. "I not see you around here before. But there always new faces." Kostya chuckles, the forest had it's familiar faces and regulars but new beings would be popping up all over the place. For some newcomers were treated with caution and were wary, but not for Kostya he'd greet or curiously prod anyone regardless of size or species.


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@Kiwara

"...ah...well hmm." Jehoel thought for a moment, he wasn't sure where his companion was from or who or what they believed in, which would make for a tricky situation. "A God from another realm, both of us work for him..or her....them...don't really matter, don't think they mind. Though the folks on earth generally call them a him- anyway...yeah, if we mess up one too many times we get exiled."

"Nah, he aint been exiled yet...somehow" He says with a snort of laughter. However he was certain that his Ophanim had recieved their fair share of dissapproving gazes."...this forest is an odd place but I don't think they'd exile my kind here." He briefly thinks again about the forest being an odd sort of limbo like location; a hub that brought together all kinds of beings, not to mention a pile of demons.

Jehoel gave a hum in agreement. "It really is an oddball of a place...mostly for that reason. Ya'll also seem stuck here, but then some can come and go as they please." The forest was...endless, seemingly going in an infinite loop with no apparently entry or exit to those that existed there, however some were able to find their way in and out. Jehoel could easily teleport in and out as he pleased, perks from being a celestial being.

OOC: I forgot to respond I'm so sorry. ;;

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Kostya," Father Albert said with a cheery smile, his ears perking forward so he could hear the other better from across the river. It was strange, the ears, the monk still getting used to them, but finding them very useful. "Ah, yes, I am new to this forest," he said with a nod.

Hey, Draak! Just want you to know I haven't forgotten about this; I've felt like crud the last several days and that makes my muse flee for the hills ;-;. I intend to respond in the next couple of days.

The buck shrugged, muttering, "...that's outside of my-" before he realized who he was speaking to, falling silent for a few moments as he backpedaled,"Depends on who controls the place they're in." He shrugged again, "Since some places are godless middle realms, others are controlled by many, others still, a few. What becomes of them is either in or outside of their control. Depends on who they are, too."

Lol! It's all good. I do that too and just blame the character >.> xD

"It's a preferred method of mine, yes. My...a lot of what I take care of is outside of this forest."

Kerwin nodded at the other's agreement, glancing off absently to stare at an especially annoying speck of glowing dust that seemed content enough to float around on the edge of his vision. The other's words caused his ears to flick toward Jehoel, head swiveling toward him after a few moments when the speck faded. They were like fireflies, he decided, fireflies that were nothing but tiny suns.
"Important?" he echoed, brow furrowing in puzzlement as he tried to make sense of what the male was saying. He had never correlated the importance of souls to where he preferred being before.