[[ Time for a new char to come into play. <3 I hope thats alright since in all storyline purpose Myla can't be here too but I want something to do to interact with you soo ta'da. And for this one I'll use these colors. She has a guard or pet, too. **Not my artwork, copyright is on there. I just use as ref.** ]]

While Ryuma was starting to move about to cook and of course make a mess, there was another presence upstairs. Little to his surprise until about another 30 minutes passing of him being alone he would soon start to hear rustling coming from direction of the stares. Should Ryuma take a moment to glance as the sound got louder he would soon come to note large, very large paws coming into focus. Paws? Yes, and soon the rest became more clear as a head was in focus followed by the body and near the backend of the large feline was a somewhat short woman. Standing at about, 5'2" if that, fashioniong a long slinky dress that covered even her feet. It was a mystery how she was able to walk and not trip over every step. Aside from the dress the young woman, wore a mid-chest jacket with a few small pockets, a couple rings, 2 to each hand and then a simple necklace. Nothing fancy nor special just something to make her neck feel pretty. All in all she could be described as a shy school girl that always did as she was told without argue.

As she now stepped into the light, she would be seen in full with palm resting on the feline, near its tail while the feline, named Ladu, glanced around with head moving very slow. Large green eyes soon feel to the man across the room. Both still still as eyes lingered, the girl standing with both feet pointing inward and head somewhat low in a bashful manner as she would speak softly.

"Oh dear, forgive my pardon. I had thought everyone left already" Words flowed out rather quickly and in low tone as hand petting Ladu moved quicker.

Cypress kept his eyes glued to the slight trail in front of them as he looked for signs of a deers recent passing. His eyes flicked over the strands of hair caught in low bushesand the crushed grass. Brows furrowing he wondered why it seemed the deer had sped up at this point. Walking faster he made note of the deeper prints and the suddenly haphazard way the beast had seemed to thrash around.

Stepping into a clearing his eyes opened wide at the sight of a HUGE red and blue Wyvern crouched over the corpse of a large seasoned hart. "is that what you were mentioning?" he hissed annoyed at Myla while crouching down eyes darting for a safe place to hold his ground.

[[ I'll use another character from time to time. Mostly to help be in two places at once. This one is meant to stay within or around the tavern at all times. I'll be using this color for her and the blue shown below for larger portions dealing with her pet.

Menewsha Name: Drache-Lehre
Character's Name: Rahza
Race: Human from the looks of things...
Sex: Female
Occupation: Unknown
Age: 18 or 19
General appearance: 5'2", wearing a long slinky dress that covers even her feet. Its a mystery how she can walk and not trip over every step. Aside from the dress the young woman, wears a mid-chest jacket with a few small pockets, a couple rings, 2 to each hand and then a simple necklace.
Character Image (please post URL NOT in IMG tag): Her guarding pet, named Ladu. *I'm NOT claiming art as my own*
Weapons/Special abilities/Skills: N/a for the most part... might have a trick or two up her sleeve though. >D ]]

Myla glanced at him, smirking noting his hiss and just simply nodded in reply before quickly leaping up into the trees. She had step and balance like a feline after all. Her feet and powerful legs didn't just look the part. The feline woman would lower to be sitting with legs dangling to the either side as she sat on the branch while tail laid across it behind her, unmoving.

Eyes glanced down to him and then to the lizard with a devious, yet happy smirk creasing her lips as whiskers gave a slight wiggle while she would slowly bring forth her bow and one arrow keeping the rest on her tail.

The lizard was not deadly, well unless you let it pin you down but other then that it is quite easy to be taken down with any tool of the trade. In these parts its only a threat to things smaller, with a few exceptions to some though.

Myla looked at him giving a nod to her head hoping he would catch on to what she had in mind, going to aid in slowing it down while he could move forth for the final blow or at least rough it up a bit. After all the point of this was to see if HE can hunt, not her and only act as guide to show where he can go and find his way back.

Putting arrow to bow now she would pull back on the string is it changed, now looking like a faint green feeding off a very bad scent and then she fired. The shot was unsuccessful. Cursing at her missing all because of a stupid bird distracting her, she would quickly set up another and fire as this one did hit its mark. Hit the neck of the lizard causing it to start bucking and going on a rampage until her arrow's paralysis took affect in slowing it down. She gave a large dose so it would not take to long but it wasn't enough to bring it down fully.

At this point Myla put her bow and arrows back as the lizard caught wind of their smell and where the arrow came from thus starting to run wild. What would Cypress do?

Seeing the rampaging wyvern hurtling at them he uttered a thousand different curses at Myla. Whipping his Rapier to the side he began to dash headlong towards the beast, crouching and leaping high into the air when it was nearly close enough to bite him. Twisting gracefully in mid air he brought his rapier down viciously into the beasts eye, following quickly with a jab from his left claws. Satisfied that he had cause enough harm, due to the wyverns sceech of pain and anger he pulled his rapier while running down it spine, leaping off to land not far off in the soft grass.

Swirling around he muttered a long hissing threat to the wyvern in their own language before one more running towards it, rapier outstreched before him dropplets of blood dripping off the blade. Snarling the wyvern left into the air rawring its frustration and flying off into the dark sky.

Cleaning his Rapier off on the grass Cypress fumed at the gall of Myla. How many more tests would she endure him to face before she was satisfied. Growling he walked over to the hart to find it nearly untouched. Grinning wickedly he leaned down grasping it by the legs and hauled it to his shoulders "waste not want not" he muttered while chuckling to himself.

Ryuma's eyes widened as a LARGE feline wandered down the stairs. For a moment he assumed that it was a gaurd of sorts to make sure people didn't cause trouble. That or it was merely a compainion of the feline woman's. Either way, he wasn't going to fuck with it.

Then he saw the smaller girl head down after it. Her choice in companions were... different, but not unheard of in a world like this. For a moment Ryuma didn't know how to reply. He took another sip of his Chai, which had had finished a little bit ago, and looked at the fireplace for a moment.

"I'm sorry... Did I disturb you?"

Who knows? Maybe they smelled the food or he was somehow making too much noise. Either way, asking was the polite thing to do.

Myla's lipped curled a bit in snarl of irritation as eyes followed the lizard as it took off. Lips pursed in letting out a slight sigh having really hoped to be able to get a hold of that blasted critter. But do no good getting irrated over what can't be helped. Now she would jump down landing on her feet with tail swaying in a slow but calm manner behind her. It was usually always in move just not always so ovbious.

"Not bad, not bad at all" The feline said softly in a slight purr. Yes she actually said something nice. Pulling her hood off she looked at him as paw ran through her face moving her hair from her eye a moment, letting both be visible for just a window of a moment.

"Now how about we take that back and see what we can cook up with it?" The fem said as she said walking up to join him at his side.

The girls cheeks were highly flushed as eyes quickly looked to the floor giving her head a shake in reply to his words. "No no, I... just thought everyone was gone.. so that it was safe." The young girl said softly with voice still shakey and head lifted a bit as she started to walk to the storage room with Ladu leading the way. Its tail always kept close to her arm attached to the hand that rested on him.

What in the world would she need to fear with this beast with her? Who knows. Either way she seemed to be very edgy. Eyes looking away and not staring as she makes her way to the room and comes back out with a glass of some sort of fruit juice which was kept in a cooling environment.

The girl now coming out and heading toward the fire but stopping about 5 feet from him. Just close enough to feel the fire's warmth but still out of his reach. Ladu sat down beside her, sitting upright and proper like a well trained guard-dog or something. "I hope you don't mind if I... join your for a few moments"

Cypress nodded his head curtly and began to march off steadily back towards the inn. Lips curled in a sneer he tried not to let his annoyred emotions show to amuse Myla. The woman was frustrating as all get out! How anyone managed to stay near her for long without going half way out of their wits was a wonder to him. he entertained himself the rest of the way imagining the different ways people went screaming madly from the inn.

As Cypress crested the hill where the inn was at he heard another voice with that of the boy. Grinning widely he kicked open the door and took a glimpse of the young looking female sitting within somewhat close prozximity of the boy. "Robbing cradles of young women are we now?" he snickered as he dumped the hart on a wooden table near the door. Eyes skimming over the girl he wondered exactly how old she really was, though she appeared very young looks were often decieving.

Walking to the counter he began to look around for some sort of skinning knife and turned sharply to the door when it opened. "Where shall i drain and dress the deer?" he asked when Myla finally apeared.

Menewsha Name: Wolf Fireborn
Character's Name: Wolf
Race: Lupine Shapeshifter (check special abilities)
Sex: Male
Occupation: Rogue
Age: 27
General appearance (not need if have an image): He stands about 5'4, short cropped dark hair, yellow eyes, his ears are pointed like elves except the back of his are covered in animal like fur, his face has a slightly wolfish look to it.
Character Image (please post URL NOT in IMG tag):
Weapons: Short sword on his right hip (he is right handed but he sword fights lefthanded), Old bonehandled knife on his left hip, two throwing daggers hidden at the small of his back attached to his belt.
Special abilities/Skills: He can change into a wolf at will, because of his choosen profession he is very fast and nibble. He has good hand-to-hand combat skills using his speed, he uses his opponets own momentum in his favor.
Other Info: He has a lead weight the size of a gold coin, he is constantly rolling it down his fingers (of which ever hand is free) because "I need to Keep my skills sharp"

Myla came walking in a few minutes after him with arms once again crossed under the cloak as she came in. The door shut once she was out of the way and glancing to the harp it started to play another tune again. One with a slow but smooth feel.

Visible eye glanced at Cyp as lips parted just enough to allow her to reply but not enough to expose teeth nor tongue. "Out back actually. There is a table and all the needed tools set up out back." Head now turned in glancing to the girl as eyes shifted to a narrowing glare. She didn't look happy.

Lip curled in a bit as a deep toned hiss escaped along with a few words. "You are down here why?" Eyebrow twitching a bit.

Eyebrows arching to the comment directed at the girl Cypress stalked foreward to a chair not too far from the deer. Methodically he removed his cloak and bracers setting them on the table neatly in a row. Pulling his shirt over his head he dropped it to the chair and sneered openly at anyone who stared at his body.

Thick scales traveled down the length of his spine, starting from somewhere underneath his hair and dissapearing beneath his pants. Scatterings of many brightly metallic orange, dark rustic copper, and browns scales covered his shoulders and went along the length of his collarbone. The scales also made their way along the outer sides of his arms and ended covering the vast majority of his last two fingers on each hand.

Eyes challenging anyone to make a coment he reached down and grasped the deer by the legs before hauling it to his shoulders . Kicking the door outwards he stomped his way to the back of the tavern and tossed the deer on the grass before a standing wooden structure and gathering the knives he would need for the cleaning.

Several hours later Cypress returned to the inside with a large wooden bowl full of the choicest pieces of meat from the hart. Placing it on the counter he grinned rougishly at Myla and asked casually if there was anyway he might keep the hide for himself.

[[ wolf fireborn i'll add you to the front page once you actually post something.. er.. in the actual RP? that way we know you are going to stick around for at least a little bit ^o^ and thank you for showing interest *grin* ]]

Myla rolled her eyes at the girl as they soon lingered to the male having take note that he got himself more of that special tea he requested. One she has of course made before but hasn't for years until he requested it. Now ignoring the girl, will deal with her later she glances to Cyp giving a nod before reply to reassure the answer. "Its all yours. I've got plenty stored already." Truth was the only hunting she does as of late is for her spells and potions. She keeps always a well stock of things in the basement and out in the back small cabin behind the tavern which was mostly just a large, walk-in freezer but if more showed up like it has today she would certainly start to go down on her stock and thus have to hunt for meals but not yet.

Walking over to a table she took off her cloak, for the first time since they've been here, she removed it completely and let it lay over a chair. Her unique necklace now in full view - baring 3 skulls not one like revealed at first. The fem seemed to of given him no look not even a second glancing peak at the removal of his top. Sitting down on a chair that did not have the cloak resting upon she crossed her legs, tail layed curling on the floor near the chair legs and she reached over taking stuff out of the cloak pocket and sitting them on the table as well as taking stuff out of her sleeves. The items included small cloth pieces, perhaps for the written spell words or symbols as well as pouches of powder and other small fragments like rocks. Sitting all the stuff neatly about a paw reached to her necklace digging with a claw in the eye of one of the skulls and pulled out a very small, finely shaped gem.

Myla whistled eeriely, kinda mixed with a nasty, very deep tone hiss which brought Binx into view once more and then it darted off only to return to her dropping a larger clean cloth, a bowl and a cup of water. She started to clean the small, yet very important get that was in the necklace.

[[ Aye, like Ji-chan said thanks for coming sweety. <3 Only I know ya already, she doesn't. ^.^ I look forward to your joining hon. All the more eager to see another male join us evening the sex count. xD ]]

Pleased that the pelt was his Cypress stalked back outside to stretch it on the wooden rack outside and clean it of all the fur. He thought wistfully of the things he could make or have made from it at a later date and decided on either a pair of soft derr-skin trousers, or possibly a better satchel to carry all his items when he traveled. Whistling as he worked he went about cutting the remainder of the meat into sizable chunks until all the meat was stripped from the non-usable or edible parts.

Noticing the small cabin a few hunred feet away he instinctively began to carry the remaining meat to it. Nudging the door open with his boot he smirked appreciatvely at the cool air and the meats hanging from the rafters and sitting in large bowls along the walls. Placing all that he was carrying in empty areas along the walls and on the cieling hoos he wandered around perusing the items inside the cabin. She ceertainly was well stocked in her fresh meats and dried as well he noticed.

Thoroughly pleased that he had finished his task he walked back into the tavern and watched Myla polish the gem. He watched intently for a few minutes before loosing interest and putting two large kettles of water over the vast hearth to warm. Plopping into the chair accross from Myla he once again watched until she seemed to pause for a moment. "you wouldnt happen to have a large basin? or tub perhaps?" he asked after clearing his throat. Above all else Cypress hated feeling the dirt and grime all over his skin and scales. he wanted nothing more then to rinse himself of the dirt, blood, and sweat before relaxing and sleeping a good full sleep on the first real bed he had the chance to sleep on in months. Silently he reminded himself that he also had a poison to remove before he could sleep.

Wolf was making his way down the road at a slightly fast pace, not that he was trying to escape anything he just always seemed to be in a state of curiosity. Needing to know what was going to happen next in his life. He liked traveling and this path seemed it would lead somewhere interesting, everything sounded and smelled like your typical forest but there was something a bit "odd" about the area. As he walked he rolled a coin like object down his knuckles over and over as he always does, he saw it. "Now now now, what do we have here? A tavern made of bone... Interesting."

He approched the building slowly, checking scents the woods still smelled the same, he caught all the normal civilization smells, fire, cooking food, people, ect. He decided everything was ok for now, as he reached for the door and pulled it open

Ryuma raised a brow at that; why would someone with a cat that size need to worry? Regardless, he kept his tongue silent and relaxed when she sat closer to him. It wasn't like the cat was going to pounce on him or anything. Smiling, he spoke.

"Of course not. I wouldn't mind in the slightest."

Then an arrogant wiseass kicked the door in and made a stupid remark. Oh wait, that was just Cypress. How silly it was of Ryuma to make that assumption. There was nothing wise about that man at all. Rolling his eyes, he merely ignored the Dragon-Man.

The feline-woman followed, as to be expected. However, she didn't seem very happy with the girl from upstairs. He had no idea WHY she wouldn't want her downstairs, but it wasn't his place to ask questions. Especially not now, since he still needed a place to stay. However, he was hoping she'd stay and talk for a little bit. The only other person he could talk to was grimey, rude, and incredibly taccy.

Myla did not pay anyone any mind or so it seemed. Truth was in the corner of her eye she kept a close watch to the girl, true she of adult age, this Rahza but in comparison to Myla's age she is nothing but a child. One that is still very blind and foolish. Rather another would rate the child the same is of another topic but this is just how she was seen through Myla's eyes. When none of her focus was on Rahza she was polishing up the gem as best can be done, perhaps even to the point of over polishing. Eyes glanced up a moment without head lifting when Cyp sat down.

The feline fem not at all bothered by the semi-sense of closeness for the table was large and to reach over she could easily swipe with a claw quicker then he could to pulling away. Ears gave a twitch as she heard the question being directed to her but did not bother to answer it just yet. She kept up with her gem in hand until she was done, once was she fitted it perfectly back into the skull to her necklace and started to remove the ones from the other skulls, each a different color but oddly enough, the exact same size. With hands working to clean another and almost done she finally lifted her head in full to give him an answer. "Yes actually there are roomy quarters upstairs that allow you do such feats. Both one you can stand up in and one you can lay in. There is two, one at the very end of the hall and the other appears as a room in the front. Looks like another sleeping space upon glancing at the door but go in and you see differently. You should find within each whatever you should need if you lack your own materials" Words came out rather slow, in no rush but at decent enough speed to make note she wasn't dumb. Just was the type to speak without rush, a sign of calm manner perhaps?

While her head was still lifted and fingers working to polish the gem down she glanced over to the other male with the girl, wondering why the girl chose to sit there, so close to him no less. It was odd, the girl wasn't know for being close or rather it wasn't always the best when time passed. Many have turned up missing while others very dazed and unaware of who they once were. Myla hated the girls games but in a way the girl doesn't even mean to do it. She is very inexperienced to controlling such things and this is why Myla does what she can to keep the girl away to prevent further incidents like ones in teh past. For now, the man seemed to be enjoying the girls company or at least pretending it so she would let him stay and should anything look fishy she will step in right away.

Cypress stood as Mylas finished talking grabbing his shirt and cloak and tossing a snide smirk at the boy before walking along the lower level looking for the bath mentioned. Pushing open the last door left to check he finally found the tub, and let out a soft hiss of pleasure. Turning heel he made his way upstairs quickly to his room where he rummaged through his satchel to grab a clean shirt and leggings. Kicking off his boots and unbuckling his belt he tossed the shirt into his cloak and gathered it up to take back downstairs with him. Reaching once more into the satchel he withdrew a vial with clear thick liquid in it and hastily unstoppered and dipped his claws into it counting silently to 10 before dipping another in it. Satisfied that he had removed all of the poison he grabbed his clean clothing and cloak-knapsack and walked back to the bath room.

Several hours later Cypress emerged from the room smelling faintly of lye and the abundance of herbs that grew along the side of the waterfall. Jumping the stairs two at a time he returned to his room once again pulling out the chair in front of the hearth laying the shiry, cloak, and trousers he had previously worn. Grabbing a corse brush from his satchel he began to meticulously scrub every bit of dirt off his boots and belt before slipping both on. Content that he would not be returning outside for the day he slipped on all his rings and necklace before tying his hair back and following his nose back downstairs to where the smells of dinner were wafting.

Back downstair he sat at a table and finally noticed the newcomer that had appeared earlier. Staring for a few moments he motioned toward the chair to his side and waited patiently for some sort of reply.

Myla turned her head as she took note of the door suddenly opening. An eyebrow raising partially but for the most part her expression did not change. Lip still carried no smile but a boring, serious look if one needed to pick an emotion. For the most part, it lacked all together. The door now open but unclear to the visitor made her stand up to try to get a better look until the stranger stepped further in.

Eyes shifted to Cyp as she heard him come back down and then glanced away from the two back to the table. Standing she picked up her things and lunged her cloak over her shoulder before taking them over to the counter with her. Mind you she never kept her eyes away from the girl near the fire for to long.

Setting her stuff on the counter top she would sort it out and put away neatly in organized pockets of her inner cloak. Unseen to the naked eye but there all the same.

"I take it the water was good enough for your needs?" Words spoken to Cyp without bothering to glance at him as she was now messing about putting water to a boil and fixing other things to get food prepared.

Cypress glanced away from the new comer and flashed the first real smile since he had come at Myla's question; "indeed" was his only reply. Turning his sights on the girl that was seated with the boy he studied her curiously for a while wondering why Mylas kept her within view at all times. Peering at her companion he wondered vaguely if it was there for her protection or for theirs.

Idlely he twirled the thick emerald and gold ring on his pinky while he thought. The place seemed safe enough for the time being, no one had disturbed him so far and there were no signs of anyone looking for him. The hide he has stretched out to dry would take at least a full week, at which point he would have to find someway to tan it. He had noted a dead tree stump that still stood and was hollowed out in the back of the tavern, perhaps Myla used it for the very purpose he was intending to use it. Vacantly he stared at the fire lost in his own thoughts.

Ryuma would resume conversation after a look at the fire and another sip of chai. Or at least say something.

"Name's Ryuma."

There wasn't really much going on around here. Cypress went pack upstairs for a few hours, the feline-lady was off polishing a gem or something, and eventually there was a new patron. Until then, it would probably be relatively quiet.

Meanwhile, before everyone returned from the hunt Rahza bowed her head gently as she spoke softly. "Thank you Mr" Words sounding like a humming tone, a sound of beauty and serenity.

The girl sat at the very end of the seating, not wanting to be to close to him while Ladu sat on the floor near her feet. One hand rested on the back of his neck with fingers softly running through his sleek fur while her other rested on her lap. She was to shy to speak or maybe trying to figure out what the say. All the while her eyes just stared into the fire but on occasion, a quick glance was given to him, mostly the cup he held wondering what it is. But still nothing was said.

A couple hours passed and the two still in silence but that was broken by the door suddenly opening and a male coming in followed by Myla a few seconds later. Rahza instantly clenched up a bit holding her head low when Myla scorned her. She just sighed as she stay seated though with both of her palms resting on her knees, gripping tightly. Her body shook a bit and was made clear when she spoke in a low tone but words came out shakey.

"Forgive me.. Myla I.. I thought I was alone.." She stopped as eyes stared at the floor then lifted to glance to the cheek of the male who sat somewhat near her.

"He said I could join..." Words faded out as she sat in silence again only to let out an exhale of relief and surprise when Myla walked past and let her stay. Calming down a bit she resumed pretting her friend. Behind the ear The girl hearing this instantly petted him behind the ear while face glanced to Ryuma once he spoke to her. She wasn't sure if she should reply or not but then came to the conclusion it would be rude not to.

"I.. I'm Rahza" A long, very long pause before she dared to try saying something more. "Can I get you more of what you have?"

He stepped further into the inn shutting the door behind him. Wolf pulled back the hood of his cloak, his yellow eyes looking around the room, his slightly furry ears very visible through his short cropped hair. He nodded politely to the feline woman whom he guess was the owner of this establishment. He removed his pack from his shoulders and hung it on a peg by the door, then unclasping his cloak he smoothed it and hung it over his pack. He turned back to the room and made his way over to the man who motioned him over. As he walked over he returned to rolling the coinlike object over his knuckles. "Mind if I sit here sir?" he asked the man as he sat, manners never hurt.