Mythical Creature Shifters

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    "Don't start being sarcastic with me! Today is not a good day for me!" Seria snarled as she started to focus her ghostly eyes on Ray. "What makes you think I'm not human?" she dropped a couple knives on the ground as she asked Ray the question.

    "Well, for one thing, we--" He thought about it for a second, then decided to shut up to prevent further risings of human curiosity.

    "I know what you are. It's obvious, the way you were acting with the crowd earlier." Seria shrugged and kicked her bow into the air and caught it. She stared at it and readied an arrow just to do something.

    "I don't answer those I don't know." Seria said forcefully as she pulled back the bowstring. "That's a sensitive topic these days. I know about them, I've lived with them, became friends with them. Then they turned on me." she aimed at a tree over Altair's head, but didn't shoot. "I won't shoot you." she smiled grimly.

    "Alright that sounds fair. I'm a regis ice dragon shifter, a very rare type of shifter, not many dragon shifters left in the
    world" Ray said

    Seria nodded. "Nice. I'm a Unicorn." she sat down and sighed. "I've been running from hunters a long time. I got here and decided to never trust anyone. Just me." she looked at the ground and tried not to think of the bad memories of almost being killed.

    Altair sat back down and said, "I had to run from Rome after getting shot with crossbows 2 times as an offense, before they figured out I was a Cynogriff when I came back. They found me at night when I slipped in the moonlight by accident." He picked up his straps and put them on. Hearing another commotion, he looked behind him, finding someone dressed up as a Roman Centurion. "Hm.." He started to think....



    ((Roman Centurion looks like this, in case you wanted to know.))

    Seria nodded solomly. "I unserstand. I was attacked by a citizen, but I outran him." she looked up and saw the Roman Centurion-looking person. "Who's that?" she whispered.

    "I...have no idea...but one..." He picked up a sword he dropped earlier. "I'm about to collect my pay..." he got up and climbed back up the building he came down in, and stared at the crowd. "Alright..." He threw fake croin down below and watched everyone stop paying attention to the Centurion and start picking up money. He acrobatically jumped down the building and glared at the Centurion. "Excuse me, peasant, but why are you wearing a white ROBE? You're looking more like an assassin than a--" The Centurion stopped. "You're a true idiot." Altair retorted. He unsheathed his sword as the Centurion did, but instead of fencing him he just threw shards of chilly pepper in his eyes and stabbed him in the face. "Pfft. Some centurion Cesarè is." He took off the medals and crest from his armor, then walked back to where he sat. He held up a bag of money, smirking. "And this is what I do for a living, now."

    Seria stared at him, eyes wide in horror. "That's what you do for a living?" she shook her head and gathered her weapons, putting the sheathes back around her arms and strapping the bow on her shoulder. "That's brutal. Why did you decide to do that as a living?"

    "Ha, That's some mighty big favors to be had" Ray said shaking his head then turned to Seria,"I've been lucky so far I
    used to be a knight that worked directly under the king himself but then I found out that I wasn't human, so inorder to
    prevent unnessisary events from happening I had to quit. Now I busy myself with doing little odd jobs for people in
    order to make a living." Ray explained

    "Nice." Altair said, cleaning his blade. "I better stock up on chili peppers. Or glass." Altair reminded himself. "Some farmers from that Japan country told me some tactics. They said they were gonna do something...rebel against the king? I don't remember. He gave me a sword, though," He explained. I still don't trust these guys... he thought.

    "I do odd jobs here and there as well to make a living. I keep away from some towns, since I used to steal, and I was never caught. I hide from all guards, just incase." Seria shrugged and looked around carefully, taking in all the people and sights.

    "Yeah I usually stay outside of towns too, mainly so I can stay as a dragon away from human eyes." Ray said nodding
    his head

    Seria smiled weakly. "I don't normally shift into a Unicorn. Only when I can't catch any food. Then I resort to grass and leaves." she pulled a blade of grass from the ground and twirled it between her fingers.