ISLAND IN THE SUN [ Kinship Circle patrol ]

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    Ah, The Floating Archipelago. He’d been here plenty of times in his past. He found the clear, strong magic that covered the area beautiful, and he sometimes hoped, as silly as it was, that he might gain some power of his own if he spent enough time there. It had yet to succeed, and he still found himself undeniably ordinary. Which was fine. He was okay with living his life as an observer of the supernatural, rather than an active participant.


    But he had other things on his mind for the time being. After all, all of these new groups needed found and greeted, to establish who was friendly and who was not. He hoped that they only came across hospitable groups, as he did not want a fight, but he’d rather it be him and those accompanying him who found aggressive strangers. He didn’t want to get back home and find that anyone had been attacked when he wasn’t around to help fight back.


    Shaking off these negative thoughts of possible enemies, Persari approached the boats a bit more cautiously than he normally would. He climbed up one of them, calling back to the members of his home who had followed him (assuming that they had actually kept up with him - he was going a little faster than he had thought), ”You wouldn’t think they would have figured out how to use the boats, right? So they’re probably down here, if there is anyone around.” Instinctively, he had started to think ‘up,’ and he jumped off of the boat, just before it started to move. ”Hello? Is there anyone here?”


    // DAKOTA S.   bland account




    Under normal circumstances, returning to the floating archipelago would have been amazing. The fleabitten unicorn would have been racing across the territory with her head tossing through the air and her hooves collecting dirt as they carried her across the land. This, however, was not a normal circumstance. The unicorn's body was tense with nervousness. Her head lowered and her ears slightly pinned. With Persari and Silvius close by, Dakota was slightly more relaxed but her nerves were raw and ready to send her fleeing. Persari had leapt into the boat that would bring the Kinship patrol to the top of the archipelago. Being large enough to tip them over, Dakota had stood there, awaiting her turn. However, he had jumped out before as if thinking better of it. "I have no idea." The unicorn nickered. Her head turned from Persari's voice. Her chocolate-brown eyes scanned the area, having a slightly better advantage thanks to her height. "I wonder if they had anything like what we have." She spoke up again. "Do you think they believe in magic? Or the gods, Naleren and Dherog?" By now, Dakota began to grow excited. The Shift had opened new opportunities for both sides and while they had yet to be determined to be good or bad, it still drew Dakota's curiosity. How much different was life on Earth compared to Agrelos?


    Trailing forth on quiet, slithering paws, Silivus was the last of the trio to arrive. His large yellow eyes were turned to glance around the archipelago territory as if it were somewhere new and unexplored. He was looking out for the foreigners placed haphazardly upon the land more than anything else, feeling unfrightened but not altogether relaxed; the folds on the sides of his neck were partially raised, pupils mere slits, clawed tail rattling curiously behind him. It wasn't hostility pressured in his appearance; rather, interest. He too wondered just how different these Earthbeings were, aside from those they already encountered. "I bet they've never even heard of the gods," Silivus amusedly meowed as he halted beside Dakota, placing the gift basket he was dragging along onto the ground beside him.

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    Who was this? Blinking, the kitsune made her way up not having heard their words. "Who are you and what is your business with BlizzardClan?" she inquired, fiddling with her wings a little.


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    ”Oh, there are Agrelos natives who don’t believe in the gods,” Persari commented, shaking his head. ”As for magic, they’d better believe in it. We’re standing under floating islands.”


    A few seconds after he had stopped speaking, a kitsune appeared before him, and Persari straightened up. ”BlizzardClan?” he repeated curiously. Sounded like an Earth group alright. ”My friends and I are from the Kinship Circle, a group native to Agrelos. We had heard that some incident caused the inhabitants of Earth to be thrown into our world. We were sent out on a patrol to find out what groups have ended up in this world, where they are, and if they are friendly. We are also here to offer assistance in the form of gifts.” At the end of his explanation he motioned to Silivus. ”If you BlizzardClanners have a leader, we would like a chance to speak with him about all of this.”





    Niko's mind was a chaotic battlefield between confusion, concern, and anger; she ignored much of it in favor of attending to her father, who, after his startling transformation, had undergone a demeanor change as well: he was more aggressive, had less inhibitions, and had an insatiable hunger. She was the only one he hadn't considered eating, and through the bond, she could catch only a few images before retreating from the gruesome scenes. None of them had occurred, thankfully, because he listened to her, at least for the time being, but that didn't make this any less taxing on her young mind. Her father was not himself, and he had killed the people who claimed to be her biological parents; she couldn't discuss that with Narukami, because again, he was...unfettered. Not quite as rational or inclined to care about social pleasantries, such as not eating people who were only attempting to help. Right now was no different with these strangers, and she could feel his hunger reaching for the trio, as well as Sundance. If she could, Niko would lock him somewhere, but that would be too cruel.


    Niko walked as quickly as she could, aware of the prowling dragon hybrid behind her, and she did her best to be friendly to the natives while reminding Narukami constantly across the bond that he was not allowed to eat these people, either. "You're from here? So we're aliens!" Her eyes went wide, and then she realized she had to act more like her father did when he was...normal, because someone had to be the better adjusted. "Yes, Mr. Aleksei will be here soon. I'm Niko! This is my father, Narukami. He's...not himself right now, but thank you for the gifts!"


    ALEKSEI  

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    LET'S PUT THE BLAME WHERE IT BELONGS, SHALL WE?—

    Now that there was a growing crowd that was much more in Blizzardclan's favor, Angelbeats decided to make herself known. She had been afraid earlier considering her vulnerable state being as heavily pregnant as she was but the presence of her mate made her fell much more of sound mind. The catsune took a seat beside Sundance, chuckling softly as Arukanu took to hiding behind her ear. She could sense the little creature's fright at the newcomers through their bond and admittedly the vampiress was a bit nervous herself but she hid it well.


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    Native to what? Agrel...os? So maybe that's what this new world was called. "Agrelos." SHE spoke aloud, before nodding. "I see. Aleksei, our leader, should be here shortly." This bunch seemed friendly enough.


    Yes, yes, easy enough. There was a small hodgepodge of creatures which mirrored his own posse of three, curious creatures of alien origin. Yes, the child was right! They were aliens, at least as far as they knew. Silivus sent an amused look toward Niko, mouth pulling into a small smile. Then, at Persari's gesture, he moved the gift basket forward. Full of a collection of herbs, plants, flowers, berries, and various knick knacks that he could find. "Take what you like." He prompted, snake-like tongue slipping from between his teeth.

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    THE IRONY HOWEVER, IS THAT I'M NOT ACTUALLY ANGRY —

    The horse-sized dragoness slowly approaches with a wary look in her eyes. Who were these creatures, and why was everyone talking to them? "What's going on...?" The vice-leader was a little late, but that's because she has been running around trying to make sure the clan is safe, fed, and healthy. She hasn't kept in mind that strangers might approach them and she's always been cautious after that cub, Luck, came over demanding to fight. She said she was born here, so does that mean these creatures were from her same group? Were they angry she challenged BlizzardClan to a fight? Or worse, angry they denied it? Aw crud. Too many questions.

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    — I'M TRYING TO LEARN HOW TO BE HAPPY, AND THAT IN ITSELF IS A WAR

    TAGS ✦ ✧ ✦ — Oh, a gift basket! "Thank you." She rummaged inside it, and eyed...herbs! Oh wonderful. She glanced up when Kady began to speak. "They're from a group called the Kinship Circle and wish to speak with Aleksei."


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    "Thank you for the gifts," Aleksei began. He'd seen traces that this world was occupied by others--these was the first sentient beings he encountered here outside of the BlizzardClanners who had survived. A thoughtful gaze passed over the group before he inquired, "What do you need of BlizzardClan?"

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    So they weren't the first in this world? Canoris didn't know whether or not to be surprised by that - but it seemed reasonable that people had lived here before them. The trees were old, there were non-sentient prey animals roaming about... so why not sentient ones?


    The dark wolf was quiet, saying nothing, soaking in the information. She had nothing she could add that was beneficial, so she would sit back and gather intel as they gave it. The Kinship Circle hmm? Sounded odd.

    Persari had stood mostly silent, aside from a chuckle at the comment about these strangers being aliens. Yes, he supposed they were. He was glad to see that all of these folks appeared rather nice. He wasn’t looking forward to coming across any groups that might not be willing to accept their help. Which would be ridiculous, of course. It would be downright idiotic of them not to want to learn about these lands from the natives who knew so much about them.


    Finally, it seemed that the leader they referred to as Aleksei had arrived. That was an interesting name. ”It’s nice to meet you. My name is Persari, member of the Kinship Circle, and these are Dakota and Silivus. We need nothing from your group but to know who you are and where you are located. The Kinship Circle would like to know about new groups that have found themselves in our world, and if any of them need our assistance. We understand that many creatures from Earth are confused about this situation, and of course, we are as well.” With that, Persari would look to Dakota and Silivus, to see if either of them had anything to add.





    THE IRONY HOWEVER, IS THAT I'M NOT ACTUALLY ANGRY —

    Kady slowly nods at Persari's words with a small smile forming on her lips. So they were a nice group? Oh thank heavens. "The thought is appreciated.." The vice-leader says softly. They have so many answers they could provide for BlizzardClan, and her immediate thought is to befriend them not just to her own advantage, but to learn about this world. It would be very beneficial for BlizzardClan. What kind of traditions and beliefs does the kinship have? Any important information they should know? Any dangerous predators? Ugh, there was so much to ask. "We're sorry if you've run into any trouble with any other clans... Seems like most if not all of our groups were.. 'moved' here."

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    — I'M TRYING TO LEARN HOW TO BE HAPPY, AND THAT IN ITSELF IS A WAR

    hole in my soul, don't know how to fill it up

    "Aleksei, it's a pleasure to meet you all," he returned evenly. A helpful group--he would've thought that a lot of creatures might be angry with the sudden influx of interlopers, but it was good to see that there were those who were welcoming.


    "BlizzardClan is a neutral group--we prefer peace and do not seek conflict, but we will defend ourselves if others provoke us," Aleksei explained. "We will be staying on the floating islands." Of course, unless any other native group had laid claim to them prior, but when they had first arrived, it had been absent of all sentient life.


    "I'm curious to know if there are any other groups like the Kinship Circle around before our arrival?"

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    A neutral group? Hmm. That sounded similar to what the Circle was, although they really didn’t ever have anything to defend themselves against. He supposed now that this might be changing, with all of these newer groups. Persari nodded at the announcement that they would be staying on the archipelago. Well, he supposed that he would no longer be free to visit the area whenever he pleased, but that was less important than peacekeeping.


    ”Ah, no,” Persari answered, shaking his head. ”Until recently, the Circle was the only group here in Agrelos large enough to be noticed. However, with all of these new groups appearing, our leader, Eiva Salvum, would like us to let the groups we have found know that she’d like to suggest everyone meet for monthly meetings at the Isle of Silver Sands.”




    Gatherings at the Isle of Silver Sands? That sounded like a trap to him...but why would they come baring gifts if they intended to kill them? Screwing his face up in confusion, the Deputy blinked once at Persari. "Where is this 'Isles of Silver Sands' and what benefit would we have from going?"

    Persari raises his head, blinking in surprise at the BlizzardClanner’s words. He couldn’t say he blamed any of them for being suspicious; it must all seem very strange to be on an entirely new planet. But he was somewhat confused as to the other’s interest as to what their group personally would benefit. He supposed that he was not the type to care much about such things as what his group would benefit from anything. ”If you follow the coastline south, you’ll come across the Great Talon Bridge, which is pretty impossible to miss. I’d advise going through to the center of the bridge and finding the Trade Center so a merchant can help you the rest of the way. But if you’d prefer to find it on your own, there are three branches of the bridge here on Orcadia. After passing by the third one, you should be able to see the Isle.”


    The next question was a bit harder for him to answer. ”Well... the meetings would be intended to help everyone. So that every group of Agrelos has a place to discuss with others their hardships, or discoveries, or any news they feel relevant. Plus, I’m sure that it would be much better to hear about the struggles or success of other groups rather than be in the dark.”





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    Aleksei would tilt his head curiously at Persari's answer. It was hard to imagine that people on Agrelos preferred to not congregate in larger groups, as they did in their former home. It was the last remark that caught his attention. "Everyone?" Aleksei returned, his voice suddenly growing cold.


    He would stay silent as Osiris asked a question and Persari answered. It wasn't the location that caused him issue, but the fact that there might be certain other groups that the Circle decided to invite. "There are groups from our home that harbor criminals and promote criminal behavior. I refuse to bring my people to a place knowing that they may be in danger there."

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