Posts by SilentNight21

Whenever you're ready.

Faerrah made her way in front of her two companions and began to start down the trail, eyes fixated on a peak before them. It wouldn't be too difficult to climb by the looks of it. She felt a gust of strong, icy wind and the smell of frozen water hit her nose. She set her face in a grim expression, the storm was coming. Hopefully it would be brief.

Will squeezed her hand lightly, and brought it up to his head. He pressed it to his temple before kissing it.

Eleanor, after a brief moment of hesitation, dashed after the girl. Maybe this stranger could help her survive for a little longer... it would be nice.

She rushed through the forest, weaving her way around the undergrowth and trees that cast long, menacing shadows onto the uneven ground. Ahead, she could hear unearthly howls that sounded canine to her.

Another scream and some yelling resounded throughout the woods and she winced lightly, her fingers tightening around the hilt of her machete. She felt her pupils dilate with the fear and adrenaline that was now coursing through her veins.

The young woman had rushed far ahead and they made it to a clearing. The scream had come from above where they stood, Eleanor's eyes darted up and she made out a treehouse. Poor child must of took refuge up there... then there was also a man, one whom did not look wholly human. Powerful energy radiated off of him and she saw a doll dangling from his hand and a chill rode up her spine. Whether this man was friend or foe stumped her. There were also many dark hounds running circles around the clearing. No doubt pets of the Beast.

The woman she had been running behind was suddenly tackled by one of the dogs, and upon instinct, Eleanor sprinted forward and drove her machete towards it's neck, praying it made contact in the right spot.

(Oh, oops.)

Will watched Zarra carefully. As far as a love for the sea, she was certainly his daughter. He smiled to himself and gently held the spokes of the wheel, the wood fitting into his palm. Just as Jack had inherited pirate blood from his father, Captain Teague, and Will had it from his father, Bootstrap Bill, Zarra had pirate blood. Whether she accepted it or not.

Will suddenly heard muttering and looked up to see Tia Dalma returning, arms full of trinkets of all sorts. He watched interestedly and a bit warily, dark eyes scanning the load carefully.

Victoria straightened at the return of the supposed sea goddess and held back a flinch.

Will leaned towards Elizabeth in order to make her more comfortable. He gives a light smile, and casts a quick glance to Victoria behind her.

Victoria nodded curtly to Will, and pressed her lips into a thin line.

Faerrah let a single pale arm leave the warmth of her borrowed cloak as she pointed up towards the peak. "There," She said. "If we can get to the top, we should be able to camp in that overhang. It faces against the wind."

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Name: Tessa

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Hair / Eyes: Black / Brown

Faction: Erudite to Dauntless

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Charlotte walked noiselessly through the woods, her feet falling down on soft grass as she wove her way around the trees. Tonight would be cold as far as she could tell. The air smelled sharper and clearer. Like frost. Her gold eyes shifted up to the darkening sky and she gave a small smile when she saw that the stars were beginning to appear. Nighttime was her favorite.

Eleanor spat out some dirt that had worked it's way into her mouth when she had tackled the mutt off of the young lady's back. She now rubbed it off her face with her sleeve, bloody machete still gripped tightly in hand. Specks of drying blood that wasn't her own freckled her cheek and she ignored it. She ran over to where the other stranger was helping the girl from earlier. A much smaller child was with them. Poor thing. It was cruel enough to bring adults in here, but children... the whole situation was inexcusable. She skidded to a stop and looked at her now, she had a badly injured leg and arm that had a substance other then blood in it. She wrinkled her nose, aware from the slight smell that it was poison. She overhead their names now. Jacinda and Rosie. Eleanor looked at the man in wonder. He was surreal looking. She cleared her throat. "How long does she have?" she asked softly.

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Sam smiled at the ground, feeling a small tug inside his gut. Marina always made him feel like his insides were twisting onto his outsides, and that made him an open book that he didn't really have a desire to let anyone read. "So where you wanna head? Greasy dive on Main Street or hole in the wall joint on 2nd?" He offered.

Tracking because I'm interested in playing Sam.

May I jump in? She-cat, looks like my avatar, defiant, and young adult.

Tom named Trough, you can r*pe and then kill him. He's thin, deprived if sleep and necessary nourishment, so weak.

Me too, whenever you're ready . I'm cool with it.

Sounds fine