In a colorful mangrove of Berries, and unfamiliar fruits, within its great quantity. Edward plucked the colorful Berries and fruit placing them in his bag of holding around his shoulder.
Magic sense (active)
Edward sees ethereal lights dancing as if it were a ballroom floor. "Woah," Edward expressed in amazement. The colors waltz, beckoning those who may have their hydrating center.
Ding! [You've uncovered a hidden feature of {Magic sense} you now can see the arcane properties in magical creatures and enchanted items]
"Hm neat, Are we gonna head back before, well, anything unexpected happens." NEXUS lightly warned. "Yeah yeah, just let me grab the last few strange looking fruits." Edward slightly waved off nonchalantly, after picking the fruits, he ledgerlly walks in the direction of his makeshift camp, with his hands behind his head.
A loud whistling sound pierced the air, time comes to a snail's pace, Edward's Sharingan spins, blazing with a furnace like intensity. In mid air, a crossbow bolt stops, the points edge a hairs breathe away from the center of his forehead.
Ten: lvl 1 (active)
Warrior's physique: lvl 1 (active)
Edward focuses his Aura on the three layers of bone of his head and strengthens it, while also flowing the Nen to his mind and reflexive tendeds. Falling backwards and summoning his Cleaver, he enhances its sharp edge pearling through the bolt entirely, while placing it back within his Inventory.
He falls into the iconic Family Guy pose, he redistributes Ten along his body; waiting for his trigger happy assailant… He hears the footsteps of his woodbee assassin and others following suit, steadily walking towards Edward's apparent dead body.
"Sir, we've hit something, and it's, a child?" The Newbie remarked with shock and bewilderment, he sprints too Edward's side, checking to where his bolt struck. "Anrad, you just shot, a CHILD!?" The leader muttered in utter shock. "I didn't…. know I thought... he was a….. laymeer." The newbie tried to reason with the battalion.
Stealth: lvl 5 (active)
Acrobatics: lvl 7 (active)
While the battalion bickers amongst themselves , Edward rises from the dirt like Dracula, hiding within the bushel and shrubbery. "Damn, that was close, I might need to get good earlier than usual, huh, there could be a chance that I come across them and they might recognize my only outfit so," Edward trailed off. "But maybe you could get information on who they are, or steal their map after you do your eye thingy. NEXUS remarked.
Edward shook the bushes around him alerting the group. They train there crossbows and blades to the nearby sound. Edward's Sharigan burns with a manipulative light, the battalion's bodies relax and eyes haze over. Edward walks out of his hiding place, and with a calm expression; his Sharigan's blood tinted gaze pierced their minds changing their memories.
minutes later -
Edward walks beside the battalion, they escort him back to his camp, Edward turns around walking backwards, "Alright gentleman, thank you so much for saving me, my family is just beyond the trees so you guys can make your way to your journey, okay bye!" Edward walks to the camp waving behind him, they walk to there journey waving to the brave child with weird slang.
"I didn't know your Sharigan still did gen-jutsu? What'yah do to them anyway?" NEXUS remarked curiously. "Well since you asked, I gifted them a situation where they came across a captive brown Owl boy who had an injured wing, being captured by slave trader, they felt their hearts burn with indignation, so they save him from the trader and along there nightly conversations the boy's bodyguard in a moment of misunderstanding thought them as the thief's of her mistresses child, so they got in a bit of fright when an almost Eldridge demon Owl nearly attacked them, but the Owl boy defused the situation telling his consort that he was taken but not by the battalion, the demon like Owl the boy referred to her as Harbinger Talon cautioned the him about his mother wanting him home but the boy claimed the art of gratitude, meaning he could travel with them for a weeklong adventure with the battalion, so he could show his appreciation, after these adventures they had a "tearful" goodbye giving the Owl boy to his family." Edward remarked in a long winded story like tale.
"Damn, you really are a storyteller lil bro, you should become a writer." NEXUS expressed jokingly. "Ha, ha, real funny nexus," Edward retorted. "Ah, young Edward you've returned, shall we make our way to civilization." Aliaster remarked. "Yeah, do you know where the closest inn is at this town?" Edward questioned.
They start to make their way through the woods, "The blood on the vine inn, it is close to the northern marketplace in the town of Barovia," Aliaster informed. "Wait we're in Barovia? And before you answer, is that town in The Valley of Barovia?" Edward questioned, hoping his observation wasn't true. "Indeed, do you have family there? You surly don't look like a Barovian." Said Aliaster questioningly. Edward drinks in his saliva, he rests his hand on his chin, thinking about the dumpster fire he dropped himself into. "No, I'm, not from here, my home is pretty far," Edward told Aliaster in apprehension.
"Do not worry young Edward, my kind aren't from Barovia either," Aliaster reassured Edward. "Woah really, you just, you'know look like your from here, sorry for the judgment buddy." Remarked Edward apologetically, patting the big friendly bears back. "No need, we Zōi'Ķërī are often mistaken for Werewolves many times over, it's more common for the ignorant to make those mistakes." Aliaster commented taking no offense. "So if Zōi'Ķërī are real, do vampires or other creatures exist too?" Edward questioned childishly skipping to Aliaster brimming with curiosity.
"Hm." Aliaster confirmed with a bit of unease. "Sore subject, I get it, sorry for asking." Edward remarked.
The two walk at a steady pace for hours while taking breaks in between travels. Coming across a flowing river they head to it to hydrate and continue with their journey. Making there way though the nature trail, Aliaster gestures too shortcuts he knows making the journey much more smoother.
"There is a Zōi'Ķërī settlement up ahead, we can camp with them, then continue on our way to Barovia Village." Aliaster remarked walking a little bit in front of Ewdard. "Oh, I can finally meet your peeps." Edward jovially replied.
Edward looks on, seeing some Zōi'Ķërī in large house huts and some with ant-like appearances crawling out from self-made burrows. Walking past bipedal hyenas talking amongst themselves while one of them drunkenly walks back to the group seemingly dejected from some'kind of rejection. Other creatures resembling tigers, weasels, and rodents and other avian like persons lackadaisically fly with as so much as a care in the world.
"Ah ha! Young Aliaster, has returned!" A large Elephant like person loudly proclaimed. Much and many others cheer with party like revelry. Aliaster waving, greeting the cheers with much appreciation. "So your pretty famous around here." Edward teased with a smile. Aliaster shrugging off Edward's remark. The large Elephant person walks up giving Aliaster a large bear hug. "HA, nice bear hug." Edward joked. The Elephant laughed, "The little man has jokes." The Elephant remarked in a strong Russian accent. "Indeed, but how are you doing Zadgeif? family doing well I hope." Aliaster inquired. "Ah yes, they are out there at the fire pits." Zadgeif replied in his jovial attitude. The two make friendly banter, Edward looks to the two not wanting to interrupt their bromance.
"Hey nexus, I think just remembered something, the Enchirdian has multiverse aspects, so this place could be a dimension with history from my world, but I'm also able to interact with the people of the dimension, or plane, whatever you call, this." Edward mentally remarked. "You might be onto something, so I guess Barovia exists in your world, huh now that's a brain tease right there." NEXUS replied.
"Young Edward!" Aliaster gestured Edward over to the mud brick house. "I'll be there in a minute." Edward promised. Prompting heading towards the brick house. Edward bumps into a not so friendly looking rat person "Opps my bad," Edward tried to say but is cut off. "Yes, that was your bad little Shiite." The rat person remarked threateningly with a Scottish accent. "Ah shit." Edward remarked dodging the rats scythe.
TO BE CONTINUED