Day 197 - The Twilight Shore

[four_quarts]

Who: Ghaleon and you. Yes, you. You know who you are.
Open: Open
When: Day 197
Where: Near the entrance to the Skyway
What: New guy might need a bit of help getting to the hospital.
Format: any
Warnings: vague descriptions of grievous bodily harm





[His legs finally give out only a few moments after entering the town. As much as he'd like to try and rise to his feet again, Ghaleon knows there isn't much use in it. Even making it this far with his wounds had taken up the reserves of his strength, and he can hardly afford to waste the few scraps of energy he has left without at least having a clear idea of where a safe spot to nurse his wounds might be. Between the fight with Hiro and his friends, the apparent end of the world (his continued life despite the lack of Zophar's power remains a mystery he has yet to solve), and the long trek requiring more than one fight with monsters, the mage is quite simply too exhausted to give much of a damn that none of this looks familiar.

...Of course, that could potentially be partially to do with the blood loss, but it's a little hard to gauge when everything hurts and is bordering on numb.

...Hopefully the locals are friendly, because he's really not in the mood to deal with anyone's BS at the moment.]

Day 197 || Prose [Open] - The Smallest Skyways Pirate

[gottalovetheboots]

Who: Zarina and Anyone on the Skyways
Open: Open
When: 197
Where: The Skyway
What: A newcomer is in need of rescue, and an explanation for where she is.
Format: Starting with prose, but will answer in kind to what I get.
Warnings: None

After waking up in a rather... disturbing almost Pixie Hollow, Zarina made sure she had her belongings and headed out to find out where she was. This was... not what she expected for her day, but there had to be an explanation, and she would go out to find it.

Anyone walking the Skyways might find the most curious sight of a single new arrival having trouble with a swarm of Squirts. Squirts are small unremarkable things to most, but to this newcomer they were proving quite the challenge for her blade. This probably had to do with the fact that even the smallest Squirt was twice her size, and even with transparent little wings on her back she didn't fly. But she rolled and sailed and slashed back with her small sword, well... it was perfectly sized for her, but to anyone else it was a hairpin.

She was outnumbered, but no being outpaced, and she did not seem to be backing down. Perhaps someone might lend a hand to this tiny pirate pixie?