Arcanum-The Unknown World

Li'aam raised an eyebrow as if he doubted this, but gulped again instead and shook his head as he walked off towards his own home. He headed around a bend in the path, past several houses that had a sort of grown-into-the-forest look, mostly elf houses sung out of trees, but a few that had just been there so long that the forest had actually grown into them somewhat. He headed though a small archway of woven vines and branches, along the neat packed-earth path, and quickly up a set of stairs set out of different sized rocks in surprisingly vibrant shades of gray, to a neat wooden door with a single small round window in the center, paned with pastel colored Glassleaves. He pushed open the door and stepped inside his humble home. This room, the main room, was furnished with detailed yet naturally simple pieces of wood and stone that acted as table, chairs, washbasin, counters, and cupboards. A small curved stairway in the back led up to a loft where Li'aam slept and stored many things, and there were two other windows on either side of the room, each round and paned the same as the window on the door. The room was quite clean, though evidence of tinkering showed on a small workbench in the back, and a few crumbs dotted the intricately woven tablecloth that was draped over the round table in the middle of the room, centered by a slightly wilted vase of colorful flowers. Li'aam headed to the food preparing counter on the east side of the room, and pulled two knives and a cutting board from a shelf overhead. He quickly and efficiently cleaned and quartered the few small animals he had caught earlier that day, and, rolling them in curing salt from a bag in the cupboard overhead, placed them neatly in a wooden barrel to the side of the counter, to be stored there until he desired to cook them for a meal. [XD I just realized Li'aam must be a kinda unique elf to be killing and eating animals XD] He then stepped sideways to the next workstation, the washbasin, where he cleaned up what little mess he had made cleaning the animals, and then stepped back and gave a sigh. With that chore out of the way, it was time for him to go help Aisubi with the Yal baking, which he was still regretting volunteering to help with. He wiped of the table, just to take up some extra time, and gave a last longing glance at the worktable in the back, as if he wished he could be tinkering instead, then headed out the front door, straightening his clothes of green, gray and brown woven fabric, in the direction of Aisubi's house.

Lol! XD)
His house is beautiful! I want to live there!)

Unlike Li'aam, Aisubi didn't have her own home. Instead, she lived with Claira and her family.
Claira lived in a tree-house of sorts. It was a normal human cabin built out of the wood of already deceased trees, but like some of the shelters around it, it had been built around the trunk of a still-living tree. The tree was large, about 5 feet in diameter. It had a midnight-blue color to it's bark and it's large canopy had leaves of luminescent green. It was a beautiful tree, certainly not the only of it's kind though as several other trees like it could be found in the area, but it was definitely unique in it's own way. This tree was definitely not a normal tree.
The cabin was less majestic, to say the least. In fact, it almost seemed as if it dulled the effect of the beautiful tree. But, as pitiful as it was compared to the tree, it was still a sturdy, well carved shelter. To make it look like a welcoming place, moss and lichen were hung from the roof and were obviously tended to every day so as to not let it grow too wildly. On the front of the only door leading into the home hung and wreath of woven, colorful flowers. But as far as decorations went, those were the only ones.
Aisubi was already inside, expertly navigating around the trunk and over tree roots as she gathered ingredients for yal.

[Well, he is an Elf XD and they are kinda known for beauty but maybe I just went a little descriptive-crazy CX

Oooh, I like the feel of Aisubi's (well, Claira and her family's XD) house already! Haha]

Li'aam walked slowly along the paths leading to Aisubi's residence, more wasting time than deep in thought. He took in the nature, but still wrinkled his nose a bit as he thought of how he had gotten himself in such a trap. However, the last bit of the walk he did quickly, forcing himself to cheer up, as maybe it could be somewhat of a learning experience. Besides, it was Aisubi, his friend, and he couldn't be out hunting and antisocial all the time. Li'aam made his way to the door, and, hesitating only a moment to firm his resolve to be happy, gave a knock on the door.

Lol! Don't worry! I loved the description!)

And thank you! ^.^)

Hey, I only have time for one post, but I will try to be on tomorrow!)

Aisubi was already walking to the door at this point, her arms full of sacks. She started at the knock and then sighed in relief. "It's open!" she called, waiting for the person on the other side to open the door for her.

(And with that, good night! ttyt!)

[XD Thanks and you're welcome G'night!]

Li'aam opened the door, and grinned at Aisubi with her arms full of stuff. "You have that all under control?" he asked.

Aisubi smiled weakly at Li'aam. "No, actually," she replied, "Mind helping me carry some of this stuff?"
She didn't wait for him to answer as she promptly shoved all three sack she was holding into his arms. Then, with a sigh of relief, she turned and pulled the door closed. "You ready to go?" she asked, turning back around to face him.

Li'aam gave a muffled "Ummpf--...Yeah..." and waited to follow her.

"Great! Come on then!" she said cheerfully.
She turned and led him back down the path he had taken. They walked through the village for several minutes, dodging running villagers and playful children before eventually exiting the Eastern side. (They actually don't have normal compass directions here, but I'm just gonna say that for simplicity's sake) They would continue East until they would eventually come to a clearing.
This clearing was not a meadow. It was basically a circular land of compounded dirt with a radius of 10 feet. (Mathematics is different to, but again-sorry! Paying too much attention to details! >.<)
On the other side of the clearing was a shelter of some sort. It was made of wood, but it looked more like a dome rather than a rectangle. In truth, it actually wasn't a shelter made for living in. It was in fact a blacksmith shop, where materials made of ore were made. As small as it looked on the outside, it was said that it was actually bigger on the inside...

That was not where they were headed though. In the center of the dirt clearing was a rectangular, dug-out hole covered by boards of wood, which Aisubi removed. This was basically an underground oven. (I don't want to say firepit, because that's not exactly how it works, but I don't know how else to describe it XD)
"Alright! Hand me that bag with the pans and set the other two down. Go and pick leaves while I am setting everything up."

New Information:

Unicorn- Large, graceful horse-like or goat-like creatures a long, spiraling horn projecting from the forehead, cloven hooves and a goat's beard in some cases. They usually have white, light gray or tan fur colors, but the shade, and sometimes the color itself, changes with their surrounding environment. (i.e. dark colors at night, dull colors during fog or cold, brown in foliage) They are like the chameleons of mammals that can only be seen if they want to be seen. The only exceptions to this are those who possess innocent minds, such as children. The horn of a unicorn has the power to purify poisoned water and heal the sickness of other creatures.

[Sorry, thought I had replied to your post already X.x]

Li'aam nodded and shifted the sacks in his arms, handing one off to Aisubi and placing the other two where she had instructed. He then scurried off to pick leaves, disappearing quite quickly and silently into the dense green foliage to the side of the clearing.

lol! It's okay! BTW, you need to reply to wolf rp.)

Aisubi opened the bag and pulled out five medium sized rectangular metal pans one by one, setting them in a neat row. Then, after putting the bag off to the side, she grabbed the other one and opened it up. It was filled with a brown flour-like substance. Carefully, she filled each pan halfway with this substance. She put this now-empty sack to the side and gently shook each pan so that the substance was flat and evenly distributed along the bottom. Finally, she sat back and, while she waited for Li'aam to come back with the leaves, she took the red stone he had given her from her pocket and examined it.

Li'aam returned with an armful of leaves as Aisubi had requested. "Should be enough," He said brightly now, hoping that maybe this would turn out to be somewhat fun. He carefully set the leaves in a neat pile, and then turned in a half circle, looking around the clearing, eyes resting for only a moment on the shack at the other side. "What next?" he asked, turning back to Aisubi.

Somewhere deep in the forests of Renibus...


Li'aam moved silently through the underbrush, his eyes focused on the green glade ahead of him. This would be his only chance in three days of tracking to be as close as an arms' length from the Unicorn that grazed in the glade ahead. Li'aam slowly let out a breath, his hand moving to the dagger on his belt, and a blue tendril of soft light flowing from the gem in the hilt into his pointer finger. He touched the finger to his temple, and his senses immediately kicked into hyper-drive. He forced his heartbeat to slow slightly, and moving again, crept ever closer to the magnificent creature in the glade.

The Unicorn shook her mane and snorted before continuing to graze. She stepped forward, away from the elvish boy. Her eyes flickered in his direction, so quickly it would have been hard to catch. As she grazed, she caught onto a tendril that stuck out from a bush and pulled on it, the roots tearing as she worked to expose the berries hidden inside.

Li'aam's breath caught as he could've sworn he saw the creature's eyes flicker towards him. He breathed out slowly, and rationalized it away. He was downwind, well hidden, and it was obviously engrossed in what it was doing. He moved, slower than ever now, every inch of movement carefully calculated. There were three trees in between them now. Now two. One. He could've peeked from his hiding spot and seen the irises of her eyes. Her eyes. Why did he know almost for certain that her eyes were focused on the other side of the tree he was behind? He dared not breath now, and despite his efforts, he felt as if his heart were beating out of his chest, and he was shaking the whole tree. The moments seemed to last for forever, then suddenly, a sound. A sharp whistle, coming from his left. The dart didn't hit Li'aam however, it was heading for the Unicorn.

The Unicorn had her focus on Li'aam, having been aware of his presence for a long time. Being a vigilant creature, she tended to have an amazing perception of the word around her, noticing what other creatures would have to be trained to notice. That was the nature of all Unicorns, which was why it was almost impossible to capture one. But it was dumb luck that saved this Unicorn.
She had been so focused on Li'aam that she failed to notice the other presence she had been aware of let loose this dart. It was right before it would have hit her in the flank that she swished her tail, snapping the dart away from her flesh with her long tendrils of hair, not giving it the chance to inject whatever it contained into her. But now she noticed the dart and she knew now that the other presence had acted against her. Immediately, the Unicorn jumped forward and began to canter away.

[Sadly this will probably be my last post before I go to bed :/]

Before Li'aam could think about moving to look around the tree, a voice boomed through the area. 

"So, you won't be taken quietly then?!" Suddenly a large dark figure stepped out in front of the Unicorn, and several other smaller figures appeared at intervals around the clearing. "Looks like you'll be taken by force then!" The large figure boomed, raising a menacing looking spiked staff that crackled with orange light. In the same moment, each of the smaller figures drew out similar looking staffs, all sparking with the strange orange light.

Aaw! Alrighty then! Good night! Sweet dreams!)

The Unicorn skidded to a halt and backed away from the dark figure that towered over her. Glancing around the clearing, her eyes widened as she realized she was surrounded. How had she missed all these figures?
Turning her attention back to the figure before her, the Unicorn's eyes narrowed at the staff that crackled with orange light. She let out a snort and spaced her hooves out while lowering her horn to point at the figure. Briefly, she wondered about the elvish boy behind the tree. Was he with this group? Would he join the fight? Would he stay put and watch? Or would he flee? Whatever the case, she did not plan to go down without a fight. She said nothing, her horn beginning to glow as she prepared for the fight.

The large figure, clad from head to foot in dark metal plate armor, began to twirl the staff from hand to hand, and the air seeming to darken around him. The orange light brightened, crackling along the length on the staff, around his hands, from behind the grated face mask, sparking with wicked cracks and awful hisses. The smaller figures did nearly the same thing, all advancing in towards the Unicorn with determined slowness.

Meanwhile, Li'aam had ducked back further into the woods, and quickly climbed into a tree. His breathing was quick, his heartbeat quicker, and sweat slicked his palms, making staying in the tree a challenge. He hastily patted his pockets, in search of something, even he wasn't sure what, anything to help the situation. If those...things, in the glade, surrounding the Unicorn were what he believed they were, there may not be much he could do. The big one had to be the Warlock, but if he had the kind of magic capabilities to summon an entire gang of miniature versions of himself, there was only a handful of Warlocks with magical strength like that. And they were not to be trifled with.
His hands found nothing in his various pockets and pouches, and finally rested on the dagger at his hip. A crazy idea formulated in his mind, and a slight smile came to his lips. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity, he mused to himself. But if it went wrong, it would the last opportunity of his lifetime.

The Unicorn pawed the ground, otherwise not moving from her spot as the surrounding enemies closed in on her. Then, when she deemed them close enough, she reared up and slammed her forehooves into the ground full force, causing the earth beneath them to crack. A shockwave traveled through the ground, the most violent nearest the Unicorn. It was a move she used to cause her enemies to to stumble.
Immediately after executing this move, the Unicorn turned and leaped over the wall of smaller enemies, kicking one in the head in the process, then once again began to canter away after hitting the ground.

The figure that was kicked by the Unicorn shattered immediately into a cloud of orange sparks, and a few others sparked madly as they stumbled. The main figure, still whirling its staff, staggered slightly, but was soon chasing after the Unicorn again.

Li'aam rushed though the trees, circling far around away from the clearing, heading for a stream he had walked along earlier when tracking the Unicorn. When he reached it, he quickly knelt down beside it, pulling the dagger from its sheath and dipping one hand in the water. The clear, sparkling water flowed around his hand for a moment before starting to change colors, becoming a mixture deep blues and emerald greens. He began to mutter under his breath, and with the dagger in the other hand, slowly dipped it into the water. The water lapped at his hand and the dagger, swirling around them for a moment, before something started to form. The dagger became a sword as bit by bit, the water formed a slim, curved blade, shining with the brilliant blues and greens of the water it was made from. He pulled the now formed blade from the water, giving it a few test swings, before turning towards the sounds of the chase in the forest nearby, taking a breath and tightening his grip on the handle of his weapon.

Oh hey! It's been a while! XD Ooh, that dagger is so cool! )

Also, I give you permission to have your characters to do whatever they are trying to do to the Unicorn, including magic spells, maiming or even killing if that's what happens. Just to make things interesting )

The Unicorn mare cantered through the foliage with graceful speed and amazing agility, but she felt that somehow, that would not lose the figures. A quick swivel of her ears proved that her pursuers were keeping pace. She was running through her options in her head when her long, spiralled horn gave off a light glow of blues and greens. She detected magic being used not far off and she recalled the image of the elven boy she had seen before being ambushed. Having sensed no ill will from him, the Unicorn made a sharp arc around a small grove and charged for the magic's source just as the glow of her horn faded. A moment later, she broke into Li'aam's view over a line of bushes and cantered full speed straight towards him.

[Haha yeah, I was in a writing mood lol and this RP came to my mind  
Hmm, we'll see xD]

The Warlock and his minions still gave chase, the Warlock himself surprisingly fast. As they neared Li'aam's position in their pursuit of the Unicorn, the Warlock faltered slightly at the sight of the water. He gave a grunt, and changed his course slightly to avoid it as much as possible. This just so happened to take Li'aam perfectly out of his line of sight.

For Li'aam, time seemed to slow as the Unicorn neared him. He felt, however, that his mind and body could almost work at normal speed. He stepped neatly out of the path of the Unicorn, just back behind a tree, and in the moment after the unicorn passed him, stepped back out. The Warlock, only a few yards away now in his pursuit behind the Unicorn, had no time to react as Li'aam's sword swung quickly and accurately, slicing into the Warlock's midsection between two of the armor plates. The momentum of the Warlock's pursuit carried him cleanly through the blade. In his final moments, he let out a bellow of surprise, cut short into a gurgle, and flung the staff towards the unicorn. All of the smaller figures disappeared into showers of orange sparks, and the staff struck a tree right next to the Unicorn, exploding into an inferno of orange sparks and small flames.

[Yeah that kind of formulated as I was writing...not sure I like it as much as I did in my head lol]

I like it! It looked cool in my head!) (Also, sorry for taking so long to reply XD)

The Unicorn skidded and reared with a loud whinny as the tree beside her sparked and flamed. She stomped and bucked slightly as she jumped away. But instead of running, she stopped and turned to face the tree. With a snort of agitation, she lowered her head towards the river. Her horn, with the tip almost touching the water's surface, glowed a light blue. Then, with a flick towards the tree, the water leapt from the riverbed in a large spout and doused the tree, all at once putting out the flames. The Unicorn nickered after shaking her name, then remembering the Elvin boy, turned to face him and waited for him to approach.

Li'aam gave the sword a flick, and the watery extension blade flew away from the dagger, landing in the stream and disappearing in the current. He sheathed the dagger back at his hip, and let out a long breath, looking at the Unicorn. Why hadn't it run away yet? He slowly put out a hand, and, talking softly, took a step forwards. "I'm friendly..." he murmured, "I won't hurt you."