Tanuki in the Forest and Touskies in the Mountain - RPLOG
From Flexible Survival
Participants
Date
29/7/2014
Log
It's a fairly cool day in the forest, between the canopy and the clouds above. True to rumours, the tea house at the base of the mountain seems to be hosting a small party of five tanuki, if the raucous laughter escaping the open doorway is any indication. The rest of the clearing outside the manor seems particularly quiet, the only sounds being the ambience provided by the waterfall nearby and the occasional echo of a 'marp' trailing down from the mountain that keen ears might be able to pick up.
Fenris saunters down the trail with a contented little smile on his face, a spear in his hand that he is using as a walking stick, and a sword strapped to his back with a little leaf talisman hanging from the hilt. His smile only grows as he steps into the little teahouse to find it occupied by a happy group. He bows deeply just inside the door. "Good fortune on this house," he says before looking around.
Having heard the rumors, and not having anything better to do, Thelergramor headed out to see these tanukis. Hands in his pockets, scarf pulled up over his vulpine features. The fox follows after the one known as Fenris, stepping into the house. He leans against one of the walls, waits to see what's happening.
A large golden scaled dragon flies on the way to the eat forest, the thirty foot dragon land near the entrance of the tea house. The dragon's large frame couches down squeezing hir way through the door frame moving hir large bulk inside. Once Inside spies the form of fox shi knew from an op at the zoo. "Greetings and Thelergramor I hope you are not mad about the zoo."
Being informed that a small group of tanukis, Epsilon followed the path up to the tea house to see what they would be up to. She squeeze herself inside the bulding through the door, showing off her nude arachne body to whoever looking in her direction. As she went inside, she searched around to see if they were any familiar faces before moving towards the group, ready for anything.
One of the tanuki ladies, dressed a bit differently from the rest, looks up at those entering, slightly appalled at the sizes of some of the ones squeezing in. She shakes her head for a moment and goes back to filling tea cups and tending to the other tanuki guests when one of the larger ones, a male, leans back and looses a hearty chuckle. "Oh, more have come! Are you here to be our new tour guides? Or perhaps here to help us find our old ones?"
Fenris bows again to the other Tanuki in the room. "I admit, Lady, that I do not know what you mean," he says diffidently, recognizing the female tanuki as the leader from the first expedition, "But I would be happy to help a fellow tanuki." He walks over to the group of merry makers, adjusting his green t-shirt and pulling the bamboo hat off his head to hang around his neck.
Thelergramor looks over at Epsilon as the tightness in his groin deepens. Muttering under his breath 'Fucking rut', he turns to look at the dragon. "Yes, no hard feelings. It was all just a misunderstanding." He then looks to the tanuki who spoke. "Tour guides? For what, exactly?" His hands remain in his pockets, stays leaning against the wall.
The dragon down at the Tanuki with a pair of sun hued eye. Shifting hir bulk shi replies "Pardon, perhaps you should introduce yourself before making such request for aid, and whether you are affiliated with the Tanuki lord seeking to lay claim to the city?"
Epsilon looked around the guests, trying to find from where came the hearty chuckle, thinking that it may have been a call caused by her... forms... Not finding any luck, she turn her regard towards the tanuki that welcomed the group and asks "Tour guides? The old ones? What do you mean by that?", being confused by both the the laugh and the wierd request.
The lady looks to Fenris and raises a brow. "I will let them explain. Please, pardon me." She rises and dusts her hands off on her dress before scooting off towards the stairway, vanishing up into the floor above. The male that had spoken earlier brings a large hand to his chin and thoughtfully strokes a long scruff of chin-fur that strongly resembles a beard. "Of course, you have my apologies. I am Len, and these three are my companions. We are indeed from the lord's realm, but we are here to take over nothing, only to explore. We were on our way up the mountain, you see, with a kindly escort of these rather strange creatures. They were not like the other wild-ones we have encountered on our trip, but we have become separated. We turned back and decided to rest here while pondering our next move."
Fenris bows low again. Emissaries from Lord Tanuki's realm! How exciting! "This lowly servant of Tanuki will gladly serve as a guide for such illustrious guests," he says before looking to the immense Len. "But who were your guides before?" he asks, "You said they were friendly?" The tanuki wonders if they had accidentally fallen in with a group of Touskies on accident.
Thelergramor watches the lady leave, a bit lecherously perhaps, then listens to Len. Having no prior knowledge of tanukis or what they want, he just waits and listens. Imagines lewd behavior. Damn rut.
The dragon looks crossed at Len, folding hir arms. "The names Seguro, I cannot overlook the actions of your patron; you are getting very close to the domain of the radiant one. Regardless how did you lose them, and what is your reason for being here this area is out of the way? Also please speak to me of strange creatures that where your guides."
Epsilon wonder what is at the top of the stairway as she looked the woman. Returning back to the man that called itself Len, she says, "The lord's... realm? I don't see what you are talking about... And theses 'creatures'... What were they and were they ferals? And why were you forced to return back?", trying to imagine what could be lurking in thoses mountain, reminding herself of that "marp" echo.
The large tanuki folds his arms over his chest and nods. "Our guides were these creatures of an odd mix. Not unlike your huskies in the city, but they had feathers and looked rather like birds. Ferals, yes, that is what you call them. These ones were not violent, nor were they overly... Forceful. Indeed, they seemed quite docile, if not the brightest. One of them threw themselves over the cliff without warning." He gives a nod to Fenris as one of the other, smaller tanukis looks about to say something in return to Seguro before being silenced with a gesture from the larger tanuki. "That is rather how we lost them, in fact. After the first jumped, the others soon followed, and we were not about to go after them. We did turn back to try to see if we could find an alternative route to where they went, but were unable to find them. Instead, we found our way here, and our hostess was most generous with her food. Perhaps if you could find them, we would be appreciative."
Fenris does his best to suppress his laughter. "Honorable, Len," he says, "You seem to have been following a flock of Quilled Touskies." The tanuki waits for a moment for his desire to laugh to subside, then continues. "I do not think that we will be able to find your wayward guides again," he says, "Amiable as they may be, they are also rather simple and easily distracted." He pats his own tanuki tummy idly, as he ponders what these esteemed guests might be looking for on the mountain. "As I said though," he says, "I would be happy to accompany you up the mountain."
Thelergramor leaves the wall, scratches his muzzle, tail hanging limply. "They jumped off a cliff. Fun." Shrugging, the fox continues; "Yeah, might be hard to find them then, but if you need help up the mountain, I can help with that." He again glances at Epsilon. Then turns his attention back to Len.
