The Odd and Slightly Dangerous Adventures of Life (kitrain)

[kitrain]

A steel groan escapes out of my mouth as I took a sudden step backwards, swinging out my staff and attempting to catching with the curved blade, even though knowing the impossibilities of actually managing to stop it.

[llama]

A groan is also to be had from yet again as his sword slices into your non-staff wielding arm, causing visible, blue, magical life essence to spill out. He grins, somewhat shocked that he could damage this strange being before him. Slashing yet again at your head, you're a bit more ready this time, but still hurt from his slice.

[kitrain]

In an attempt to neutralize the threat, I sidestep the slash and grab my staff with both of my hands. With a swift motion I stab my staff forward in an attempt to possibly pierce his stomach lining; maybe puncture a lung as well to stop him from being able to do anything else.

[llama]

In a fluid motion, you see the overhead swing coming, one easily sidestepped and leaving his belly exposed. With your injured arm arching, yoi stab the weapon into him, his eyes full of shock and blood sputtering from his open mouth.

[kitrain]

With no mercy, I quickly twist my staff, ripping apart the organic matter that was inside of him. Blood dripped down my weapon, and I pulled it out slowly. Staring at the first death that I had ever caused. Even knowing the risk I was putting myself in by staying, I stared at the body which no longer had a light.

[llama]

The man visibly cringes as you twist, gripping his hand on the blade as if to try and pull it out on his own. This cuts his hand up, leaving a deep gash on it. As you pull it out, more blood pools out of his mouth.
He falls over on his face when you pull out your bladed staff, the force you applied forward having made him fall. You stare down at the man, still hearing him making raspy breaths as his body struggles to continue to live. A guttural cough, his head twitching a bit, as if he's trying to rise it.

[kitrain]

I swiftly slash my staff across the back of his neck, before looking towards the exit. Taking a second to admire my ability to achieve a once thought impossible task, I walk forward and out of the room.

[llama]

Following the slash, he falls silent. More blood comes around him; it's curious how much a human could hold.
You walk into the room he had been blocking, it being rigid and rude, sand pooled around your feet. You look to the exit, a blinding light blocking it. Raising your hand to your eyes to block it, the light being almost overwhelming, you walk forward through the passageway to..

a swamp?
Wait, this can't be right. Your knowledge receptors could have sworn the area you were made were barren. A desert.

[kitrain]

I stand confused; I couldn't have been wrong, could I? There was no way I could have even been wrong. I'm a mastermind that knew all the is within this world.

Sudden realization causes me to double over with frustration that I once "Knew," everything, not that I am aware of it now. I grunt in exasperation, and slam the shaft of my staff into the wall of the room behind me. Adjusting to the fairly sticky mud, I make my way towards wherever I feel is right.

Which is to say, the way opposite of my area of awakening.

[llama]

Despite your mini tantrum, it doesn't change the swampland to desert. Certainly was worth the try.
You make your way to the least swampy area of the land, going along a bridge of mud but not up-to-your-waist brackish water. You're not sure if you like this better than desert; you guess you'll have to compare once you've fully experienced both.

As you're walking along, you see someone approaching you, leading what looks like a large, snouted alligator with packs on its back. As you get closer, you see he's wearing a large brim hat with a net drooping down from it, to avoid contracting who knows what from who knows what bugs are in this area. It seems a general theme of the outfit; short sleeved shirt with connected sleeves and gloves of net. Shorts with netted leggings; long, scaly boots, perhaps the same skin as the pack animal. He hails you, walking up to you with a weird look, to your staff, and then you, and then back to the staff.
"What're you," The dark skinned traveler asks, "some kind of aut-o-mated water gopher bot?"

[kitrain]

(Sorry I forgot...)

"Greetings there, sir, I request quite humbly if you could direct me towards the largest populous in this hereby area," I said, racking my dictionary for the proper words. He didn't attack me at first, and I needed to know where to go next, so maybe he could help me in that sense.

[llama]

(all good. )

He moves his tongue within his mouth, as if having a large candy in his mouth that he's trying to pouch into the side of his mouth. He looks behind him to the road, and then back to you, "Reckon just back there."

[kitrain]

"Thank you sire, and I would like to also impress upon you this isn't the safest area," I replied, tinged by a lighter voice than normal. What was this? My emotion sensors were out of wack, but I could dimly hear the "Happiness," motor working in the background of my body. I start making my way onto the road, off of this weird mucky substance, and use my staff as a walking stick.

[llama]

He tips his hat to you with a toothless grin, this being seen behind a veil of net. "Good luck on yer catchin," he says, still not sure what you are, "those water gophers are a real pest."
After some time of walking without anything of real significance happening (other than the infamous water gopher being seen chirping from a tree; a fat, bulgy eyed, long creature). With a hub of insects swarming around your light areas, you alas arrive to the settlement the traveler had directed you towards.
"Stillis," the sign outside a boardwalk reads, "founded by the beloved Hylus". You look to the boardwalk and see that it stretches on, the village being a strange combination of imported sandstone that was made into curved buildings (possibly for the more wealthy), mud brick homes, and scaly wood buildings from the swamp. Further in there is a large sandstone tower, perhaps the home of this Hylus.

[kitrain]

Before doing anything, I quickly scan the area to try and find anything in my data-banks that would give me information upon this area, or maybe to see anything out of the normal of this area. I could feel electricity coursing through and into my visual motor functions as a light blue glow envelopes everything in my view, and I slowly turn my head as I analyzed the area.

[llama]

Scanning on around, you would think that you'd see a carbon-based being but to no avail. The town is quiet.. empty. All the buildings seem to be makeshift homes, no drinking stations or anything of the sort.

[kitrain]

With some hesitancy, I start making my way into the core of the area, making sure not to go too near anything of particular appearance or possible threat. I tune out some basic functions to enhance others, which include the lack of taste and the now loud sounds of the area.

"Hello?" I say as a way to introduce myself to whoever may live here, in a cautious voice.

[llama]

As you walk along, there is clearer and clearer sounds towards the city center. You get around a bend of buildings to see a large crowd of people, probably the entire population of the town, looking up to the tower. A balcony is about halfway up it, and a robed man is up there with his arms raised. You can't quite distinguish what they're saying right now, and you have yet to be noticed.

[kitrain]

With the same level of caution, I continue to move forward, staying away from anything of possible threat. I try and get within range of the man's speaking, and maybe glance off some information for where I am and what is going on. Whilst doing all of this however, I also try to hide my staff, in hopes of not aggravating nearby organic life-forms.