The warehouse

Lanya Caliope · Post by **Lanya Caliope** » Tue May 02, 2006 7:22 pm

Lanya nodded easy agreement to his suggestion, knowing that if they wanted to stay safe and alive, they should do just as he said. A small part of her fantasized about just confronting the assassin and getting everything over with, but the realistic, protective part of her mercilessly overrode this impulse. Although Wolfhound was protecting her, she was a nurturer by nature, and so she had added the strange man and his pack to her mental list of those she considered under her responsibility.

The weight of their impending danger hit her as she finished putting herself together and prepared to leave the relative safety of the warehouse. Flame, for once on his perch on her staff, started a trilling whistle-tune, and she hummed along, taking her mind off of the reason for being in the warehouse. Life wasn't beautiful, but music always eased her mood.

Post by **Laz** » Wed May 03, 2006 9:29 pm

Wolfhound looked up as he heard the wolves aproaching the warehouse. They came straight to him as they entered. They gave him images of a free, clear path. 'Good, should be no trouble moving around'. He left a bit of bread out for their breakfast, and packed away his blanket and donned his cloak while they ate.

"Right then, you wanna bath and some decent rest? Well we better get moving then, I know of a few inns scattered around the city, we'll wander randomly, I don't want for their to be any pattern in where we stay. The assassin mught figure it out"

Wolfhound guestured for the door and headed towards it. He stopped before reaching the entrance, however; he turned and frowned at the wolves. Issuing commands they lept up and left, they were to stay ahead, scouting the area. 'Odd creatures, sometimes'. He used his hand to guesture to the door, "You ready?"

Lanya Caliope · Post by **Lanya Caliope** » Fri May 05, 2006 12:27 am

Lanya smiled at the wolves as they moved past her. They really did look like big dogs, and she rather liked dogs. And then of course there was Wolfhound, who looked far more like the wolves than a human. A part of her sighed inwardly. Was it just impossible for her to befriend plain old humans? Maybe she really was a magnet of some kind. Perhaps her aura begged the supernatural beings nearby to come close and befriend her if at all possible.

Bah.

Lanya moved for the door, humming along with Flame's upbeat tune. The bird was unflappably cheerful. Sometimes Lanya wondered if even lighting the thing on fire would bring a tear to its wooden eye, but she still highly doubted it.

The thing about good moods, was that they were contagious. Soon enough Lanya was whistling happily along, adding an alto undertone to Flame's natural fluting soprano. Only Greenfyre remained silent of the three sentient beings, though Lanya could actually feel the guitar's longing to be played and join in.

"Wolfhound," she broke in between lyric and chorus, "do you know any songs?"

Post by **Laz** » Sun May 07, 2006 3:58 pm

Wolfhound frowned at her comment, 'songs...' He laughed. "I know of a few, but it would be hard to translate. They're wolf songs. Songs of mourning, and hunting, I will try a hunting one"

He spoke to the wolves, and slowly a mixture of pictures and emotions drifted into his head from the wolves, they translated into a solt melodic tune in his head. Wolfhound simply opened his mouth and let the voices flow out. Adding his own, it sounded almost as three different voices, but slightly... melded into one. That was how the wolves sung.

Having it let out vocally took away some of its beauty, no song would move a person greater than a wolfs heard propery. It had him moved erery time. Even so, it was a beautiful song all the same, he decided he must do this more often. Rare was the time that he ever relaxed as much, and being mostly human like, singing - how ever weird a version of it, swept a certain calmness over him.

Lanya Caliope · Post by **Lanya Caliope** » Mon May 08, 2006 7:59 pm

Lanya listened to the eerie wolfsong, and although normally she'd have joined in, adding a soft alto to the performance, the animal song was just too sporadic for her. Flame wasn't an actual bird, and so its melodies actually had patterns to follow and a beat to measure by. But true animal song was beautiful and completely unpredictable, beyond the spectrum of a human musician's organized thought.

So instead the bard closed her eyes as she walked, listening to their voices filtered through her companion's voice. She heard the thrill and fear of the hunt, not knowing if each running step would be the hunter's or hunted's last, the organized savagery of a pack of wolves taking down a kill. Lanya shivered in the howling delight she heard. She didn't think she could ever be a hunter of any kind, but there was something primitive deep within which still resonated with the song. But Lanya's gentle nature definitely veered toward the nurturing side. Where the wolves would happily bring kills home, Lanya would prefer to stay in the den, cared for and protected by her mate.

Her eyes snapped open as she realized how deep she'd gone into the song. She smiled at Wolfhound as she paused in the middle of the road to stretch a bit and work out a kink in her spine.

"That was wonderful. I'd love to learn it - it's so...wild and feral."

Post by **Laz** » Tue May 09, 2006 9:32 pm

Wolfhound chuckled softly at her comment. "I would enjoy teaching it...however, it would not be possible. A wolfs song cannot be sung by one person. They are sung through the wolves method of communication, I guess it would be called telepathy. Only one who can speak to wolves can vocalize it, and that is by simply letting the wolves voices come out of your brain and out your mouth."

The wolves called to him, they wanted to sing more, this time a song of grievence. Their pack leader had died recently and it was fitting for them to mourn him at this time of day for the next three weeks. Wolfhound felt with them, tears began to well up in his eyes, only just kept from falling. He could not, it was not the time for songs such as that when being hunted. Besides they were almost at the Inn, it wouldn't do for others to hear the song.

Lanya Caliope · Post by **Lanya Caliope** » Thu May 11, 2006 7:04 pm

Lanya sighed inwardly, though already her mind was weaving together the melodies of the wolfsong. Although one human alone might not be able to, several voices at once could...or even instruments mimicking voices, chortling that wild unpredictable beat. She smiled.

"I'll work around that."

She looked at her companion in time to see tears falling, and all of her instincts came roaring out. She immediately forgot the mental music in favor of trying to make whatever it was better. She stepped closer to him and stopped walking, raising a hand to press against his face.

"Now, these tears won't do...Wolfhound, what ails you?"

Her eyes shone with maternal worry. It was hard to shut down an older sibling's instincts, and Lanya had several younger brothers and sisters that she'd watched over.

Post by **Laz** » Sun May 14, 2006 3:06 pm

"Tears...", wiping them from his eyes he tried with all his might to shut them from his mind, only half succeding. Making them more of a faint murmer. "These tears are not mine, do not worry. A pack leader died recently and the wolves emotions are pouring through me. Thank you for your kindness though"

Wolfhound breathed in deeply, 'there'. He was back in control now, able to do what must be done. I was thinking about using the Willow root tavern, perhaps. I hope you have no problems with that?"

He pulled a three knives, seemingly from midair as they walked, and he began to spin them, throwing them into the air. What seemed like juggling to most, to wolfhound, it was a way of training his reflexes to a precision no normal human could match, only to be beaten by creatures such as Vampires and nymphs, who seemingly strength superior even to one with super human strength and speed. It always amazed him that a creature could have that much power.

Lanya Caliope · Post by **Lanya Caliope** » Mon May 15, 2006 7:13 pm

Even if his skills couldn't match up to a vampire, Lanya still managed to be impressed. She watched the precarious juggling act with some envy, as she herself had never learned actual weapons of any kind. It occurred to her that her staff might be useful, seeing as Flame never wanted to sit on it.

He'd asked a question. She jolted as she realized that she'd zoned out a moment, watching the knives flash in the early morning light.

"Y-yes, yes, that's fine. Sorry, I...lost my focus for a moment."

She looked at the wolves nearby.

"They lost their leader? How sad. How does a wolf show mourning?"

She looked at him, just honestly curious to know.

Post by **Laz** » Mon May 15, 2006 9:45 pm

"Wolves grieve early in the morning for roughly two weeks every day. They believe that time to be a time where they are in no danger. They use images and emotions to sing songs of grief that are shared mentally between them. The song I sung to you was how their language is translated in my mind. I can understand their language, but I had to translate it to vocalise the song."

Seeing how she zoned out after watching the knives, he thought it best not to practice in front of her, they both needed to stay concentrated at all times. In a flash the knives dissapeared out of his hands, seemingly vanishing into thin air.

"We're almost there, keep your guard up" Wolfhound looked around the surrounding area, then seeing the pub in front of him, quickly sent images of questioning saftey to the wolves. They smelled an odd smell, but it was mixed up with the alcohol in the pub. They had seen two guards walk in there though.

"Try not to use any magic, there's city guards in there, just go striaght to the owner and let me rent a room, then we stay there all day, out of sight ok?"

Lanya Caliope · Post by **Lanya Caliope** » Wed May 17, 2006 2:49 am

((Continued in the willow root tavern: http://www.tharshaddin.com/rp/viewtopic.php?f=6&t=308 ))