[Slice of Life] Beyond the Myth
#1
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Spring has arrived in the town of Ozryn. Ozryn was abuzz with talk about the spring festival coming up next week. People all around the country where arriving by carriage to participate in this once a year event. An elf girl by the name of Arryn Trislana roamed the city market. She was new to this city, she never ventured this far south from her homeland of Syna Lenora. She heard of these festivals before and wanted to experience it first hand. She wore a brown cloak and had her hood up to cover her ears. She really didn't need the attention from humans to know she was an elf. She wandered around town until she assumed was the inn. She walked in and saw a big muscled man behind a counter dealing with mail. "Um excuse me, i'd like to rent a room." Arryn shyly said to the man. The man turned around and looked her up and down and didn't like the fact he couldn't see their face. "That will be twenty gold a night." Arryn jumped in suprise about how steep that price was
"T-twenty gold? that's ridiculous." 
"Rate has gone up since the festival is here, rooms are had to come by."
Arryn slams her gold pouch onto the countertop. "Fine." She pays the man and receives her room key. She walks out of the inn angry and walks across the street to a tavern.
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#2
Near the town of Ozryn lay a vast forest that spread three towns in length. It was about a village's distance from the well known town, and was known by the humans as "The Forbidden Forest", as no human that went in was ever heard from again. The humans have had their attempts at burning such woods, but to no avail. What the humans didn't know is that the dense woodlands were far more than just some mysterious jungle-- it was a city of its own... for my people.

I leaned my back on the tough bark of the tree I sat high up in, letting my leg dangle off the branch I was on. I was staring out at the roads outside my home, specifically to the numerous wagons and other celebratory equipment for the annual human festival in the nearby town, Ozryn. It was a rather pathetic endeavor, as they were celebrating a season, something that comes every single year. I ran my tongue along one of my canines with an irked, somewhat disgusted expression. What do they even do to celebrate something that comes annually? My gaze shifted to the backs of the wagons... some of them were open in the back, due to the grotesquely large attraction pieces. That's when an idea hit me.

I slid my cloak over my head to conceal my thin, pointed ears and got up to stand on the branch. After a moment, I jumped back and took hold of the branch, using it along with my momentum to fling myself toward the road. I swung off two shorter trees' branches before rolling on the ground outside the woods. Due to the darkness of the night surrounding me, I was undetectable by the wagon goers. I used this to my advantage as I hopped into the back of one of the open backed vehicles. From there, I kept still and quiet as we went to the city. The following morning was when we were walking distance from Ozryn, I hopped out the contraption and snuck my way in from there. That's where I am now.

Even with the early day, there were unbelievable amounts of humans flooding around for this festival they conjured up. I made my way into the crowds, thankfully passing off as a human of the north due to my silvery pale skin. I kept my hood well over me to even keep them from seeing my eyes, even though I was at least seven centimetres taller than all of them. I made my way through the crowd until I saw another character in a hood walking out of a building, and entering another. I found I would likely be able to at least use the similar style to suck some information of this event from them, and as such followed tail. I kept a good distance to ensure they didn't know I was following them.
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#3
Arryn sat down on a bar stool and laid her head down on her arms that were resting on the countertop. She sat there for a good while before the bartender asked her if she was going to buy anything. Her stomach groweld and she blushed being embarrassed at how loud it was.
"I'll have...." she looked around and remembered she was in human town, she knew nothing of the food or drink that was considered 'normal' to their people. She spotted a nearby customer and thought what the heck. "I'll have whatever they are having."
The bartender shrugged and went off to make whatever she ordered. Even though she didn't know what she ordered she was hungry to eat anything right now.
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As I made my way into the building the other cloaked character entered, I noticed a good number of people that were not also cloaked-- in fact, I believe them and I were the only cloaked creatures in the area. I let out a quiet sigh before making my way forward. There was really no reason to turn back now due to the suspicion it could cause. I sat down on a rather tall stool in front of what I would assume to be a horse wall, a few seats away from the other cloaked figure. I looked around a bit, observing what everyone else was doing at the table. I saw a lot of foamy yellowish fluids in glass mugs, held in the hands of humans acting rather strange-- even for their species. I assumed this was the poison they drank for fun, and decided to have nothing of it. As the a human came up to me from the other side of the wall, I ran my tongue along my canine once more.

"What'll it be?" He asked. His voice was deep, yet smooth-- likely from all the poison he's consumed in his already short lifetime. I continued scanning the menu for what looked to be least poisonous to me, before coming to a decision.
"I'll take a cheeseburger," My voice was soft and melodic, similar to what you would expect to sing you to sleep as a baby. "Heavy onion, pepperjack cheese instead and a water on the side, please." The man then nodded before heading over to the other hooded character, presumably to ask them the same thing. Given the area we were in, I don't think I'd want to converse with this hooded character anymore...
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#5
The man behind the counter came back with whatever she ordered. "One order of deer and, if I say so myself, the finest ale in all the land." he left her alone to eat. Ayrrn stared at her order and didn't know what to do. She was hungry but she didn't know if she wanted to eat deer, she lived along side them in the forest and never once thought that she would wind up eating one of them. She then looked at the mug of ale. "So this is what the humans make such a fuss over.....why is it an amber color?" she quietly said to herself. She went and grabbed the ale and took a sip; she immediately regretted the decision as she started to cough. "What.... is.... this fou?" she tried saying as she was coughing. This was enough to cause some heads to turn in her direction. She quickly tried to think of a reason not to be found out. "Sorry everyone, I am not use to such exquisite taste." She said in a deep voice trying to hide her soft elfish voice. She took another drink and held the urge to cough while doing so.
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As I awaited the mysterious order I made to come over, I looked around to take in my surroundings, as well as see if anyone was staring at me. Everyone seemed to be going about their own business-- being the poison loving buffoons they were. The man closest to me had his head on the table, presumably unconscious or dead from the amount of poison he consumed. He had a glass mug in his hand still, about a sixteenth still contained the now flat "beverage". Looking down, I noticed his coin sack was fairly unguarded, and held my hand low with my palm facing it. Making sure nobody was paying attention to me, I conducted a magnetic spell to pull it toward me via the metal within the sack. Once in my hand, I detached it from his satchel and attached it to mine, beneath my cloak. The sack wasn't the heaviest, but he was pretty well off. It would at very least pay for whatever I ordered.

After a moment more, the burly human returned with two plates and two glasses. One plate had a browned patty with assorted vegetables atop it between two wheat buns. Next to it were these funny looking yellowish rectangles, that smelled oddly of potato. The other dish was a big plaster of dark brown that I didn't want to know about. The glasses he held were a glass of water and a glass of the frothy poison.
"One cheeseburger with a water," said the man as he set the plate down, keeping the other on his arm with a good bit of dexterity. He placed the water while keeping the poison from spilling into it as well. For a human, he had some pretty good balance.
"Thank you," I replied in a softer tone. He gave me a look of confusion for a moment, so I assumed he couldn't hear me given the humans behind me causing a ruckus. I cleared my throat then, and repeated myself louder. In doing so, my voice held a greater singsong tone and a slight accent of my people. The man then nodded and headed toward the other hooded one. I let out a sigh then, thankful he didn't catch onto my accent-- not that he would have, really.

I looked over my plate once more, before taking grip of my glass to take a preparatory drink of the water when suddenly the hooded one began wildly coughing. I looked to them in shock from the sudden outburst, as I would assume any human who came in here was already well accustomed to their poisons. After their coughing died down, they eased everyone by saying they "weren't used to such exquisite taste"... but in a tone that seemed odd to say the least. It sounded... forced. I decided upon myself that it would likely be a good idea to keep an eye on this creature, as they might be a bit more than they seemed... I picked up the burger and took a bite as I thought, only to recoil a bit with a sour face. What is that awful taste? I did my best not to make a scene as the hooded creature did, and forced it down before taking a hefty drink from the glass of water.
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#7
After her coughing attack she took notice to the cloak figure next to her. Normally she would of ignored them but when they thanked the bartender a while ago it sounded elfish. Not from her clan but she knew that there was faint hint of an elfish accent. If that was the case, why were they here? Her heart skipped a beat as she remembered her past that she wanted to forget. 

"Arryn, you attempted to save a human, with futile results I may add, who entered our territory. Any human who enters uninvited is sentenced to death. You know this, I know you do....so tell me why did you do it? What were you trying to prove?" Asked the Elfish elder.
The human boys body laid on Arryns lap, she could feel his lifeless eyes staring back. A tear begins to roll down her soft elfish skin. "I did it because I loved him, you had no right to kill someone who was under my protection." 
"Just because you are Anenduil's daughter doesn't give you any power over his people. You are here banished and striped of your rightful place as heir to the clan."

Arryn snapped back to reality and noticed she was crying, long enough for her tears to make a wet spot on the counter. She attempted to wipe it up with her cloak but she couldn't stop crying. Why did that painful memory have to resurface. She must know why this elf, if they were an elf, was here. It wouldn't make sense for the clan to send someone after all these years...... unless her father was dead and the clan was in trouble. She pushed that dark thought to the back of her head, she didn't want to deal with this right now. She paid for her meal and left the tavern, seeing if the cloaked figure would follow. 
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After forcing down a few more bites of this atrocious browned thing in the burger, I focused more on what was atop it, slowly pushing the revolting substance back as I made my way through everything else. By the time I finished everything else on it, I took hold of the greasy disc and lowered it, before subtly tossing it toward a far area of the building. Given how these humans were acting, I was sure it wouldn't be uncommon to find what they deem as food on the floors. I picked up the potato rectangle then and dared to take a bite of it as well, holding the water close just in case. It was surprisingly not disgusting-- it tasted just like a salted potato. I worked my way through them which was much easier to do, and finished off my water.

At this point, I looked into the coin bag I obtained earlier. My eyes widened as I was presented with a good few large gold pieces, a large amount of silver pieces, and a small amount of bronze in the bag. It was a true shame the humans considered this currency-- there was so much I would be able to make with this! Regardless, I threw down some silver pieces as payment. Even though I was pretty sure I paid over the amount it needed, I didn't care. I then leaned back a little and noticed the cloaked figure was leaving. I got up as casually, yet quickly as I could and followed them out. They were walking differently than before... did they know I was following?
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#9
As Arryn left the tavern she caught a glimpse of the cloaked figure leave her food and follow her. This pleased her, she just needed to get her alone in place not surrounded by humans. If the clan was after her, this was going to get messy and she rather not see more humans get hurt. Arryn made her way into the forest looking for any clearings but enough cover she could use to escape if needed. She found a valley within the forest that was surround by tall birch trees in a circle. This could do nicely, she moved to the center of the valley, keeled, and waited for the figure to catch up to her.
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Once outside the tavern, I noticed the other hooded one take a sharp turn toward... outside the town? They were headed toward the forest... why would a human go there? Curious, I followed them further, trailing them into the woodlands neighbouring the village. They continued walking persistently, almost as though trying to get away. This began to frustrate me, but I kept my cool as best I could and kept tailing them until I found myself in a bald spot. They knelt down, so I stopped by the edge of the forest. This had to be strange, even for a human to do... so if worst comes to worst, I could set fire to the forest and trap them within it. I kept quiet for the most part and just stared at them, keeping a palm on the bark of the nearest tree in case things got ugly.
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