Huff had not had a peaceful night.The grating pretension of the elven elite and the ongoing difficulties of a hunt for a man who could very well be anywhere had rendered her restless. For this reason, it did not immediately surprise her that she would have strange dreams. In this case it appeared that some form of, very powerful deer, was telling her some important information about the cycle of nature and life. At another time this monologue might have been academically interesting to Huff, but the events immediately following it rendered the point entirely moot.
Huff was looking at the sky. That was, odd, to say the least. Had the roof dissapeared, or was she still dreaming. A number of possibilities swam through her still somewhat bleary mind, culminating in her groggily calling out to Adrian to ask if they had been kidnapped somehow. The lack of response from the kitsune who should have been beside her rendered her quite instantly wide awake. She sat up with a start and realized immediately that there was another detail her recently groggy mind, had not picked up on. There were no giant trees forming a canopy above her.
Huff stood slowly, ready to bodily tackle her likely abductor, before slowly coming to terms with the fact that she was alone in the middle of a fairly empty plain. "Oh what the hells!" She exclaimed loudly. The words carried away from her, echoing across the large, and, if she was being honest, quite beautiful expanse of grass and shrubs. As she took a step forward, another thing that had briefly escaped her notice caught her attention, a wooden sphere of what seemed to be moderately polished wood.
She stared at the sphere. The sphere obligingly continued to lie on the ground. Huff blinked. The sphere did not. The sphere jumped.
After recovering from her impromptu backwards roll, Huff looked warily at the now gently rolling wooden orb before her, and, with a decisive movement, scooped it up, holding it away from her body as she prepared to brace herself against an explosion. Instead, as her fingers squeezed the protruding edge of the ball in her hand, a welling glow spilled from the edges and floating in the air a few feet away from her head was...
"A....fetus in mint jelly?"
The small form, encased in green looked at Huff curiously. Huff glanced down at the orb in her hand, now slightly open, and muttered to herself. "Someone is storing creatures in demiplanes." followed by "But why do I have one?"
Her new floating companion did not provide an answer, but did drift over to inspect Huff's goggles.
Huff looked up at the sky, it was a subtly different color than she was used to. "Is this... even on Galn anymore?" She murmured. She was beginning to get a sinking feeling. "Oh not this again" She sighed to herself.
"Can you talk?" She asked the floating form now playfully flitting around her head. The creature made a noise. If it was words, Huff could not parse them. "Right, okay, well it seems like you can, possibly understand me?"
Another noise.
"Sure good enough. Come along then, uh.... Mint. Let's figure out what the hell is going on here." Huff said, cracking her neck and beginning to walk towards the nearest stream. Running water meant a river somewhere nearby, and a river usually meant people one way or another.
Fiddling idly with the other odd object she had found on her person, Huff wondered if perhaps she might be the only person around this place. Still, that orb seemed crafted, and that meant, hopefully, others somewhere close.
Who might she meet first?
2: Gathering Phase
Learning she was in a new world had not come as quite as much a shock to Huff as it might to most, though it did provoke a storm of curses that had left a couple of the people she had met wide eyed.
Learning that technology was, at best, limited in the area had frankly been far more of a blow. World hopping and potential death teleportation Huff had some experience with. The lack of an articulated wrench however...
Still, what had started as a point of great consternation had quickly become, well, kind of a lot of fun if the halfling was being honest with herself. Her ability to hand shape metal, rarely needed, if always convenient in her workshop, had instantly proved its utility once she had started to integrate into the settlement she had come to call, at least temporarily, home. There was barely a question as to which corps she would join, and at the end of the day, construction was as close to her skill-set as anything could be said to be.
A far more challenging puzzle came in the form of a request for new ingredients. Learning that Pokemon were essentially the core of life in this new world had given some context to the differences in both workflow and, as she was quickly learning, cuisine. The request from the affable, if annoyingly tall Benji had placed a new conundrum before her. How to harvest Combee honey. Working from the little she knew about beekeeping, Huff had to assume that the combee would not precisely appreciate a halfling just sprinting in and grabbing buckets of honey, and she was not inclined to let Mint carry the brunt of the aggression either. The little goo creature had proven quite sturdy, but she was not about to risk it’s well-being for some spare currency. More to the point, each combee was around the size of Huff’s head. Huff was confident in her durability, but getting stung or, she shook her head irritably; hit by a blast of elemental wind, would not be a good time.
It was for this reason that she was now headed to the professor’s office to get more information. On the way however, something caught her attention…
Huff Runda | Original
1: New Kids on the block
Huff had not had a peaceful night.The grating pretension of the elven elite and the ongoing difficulties of a hunt for a man who could very well be anywhere had rendered her restless. For this reason, it did not immediately surprise her that she would have strange dreams. In this case it appeared that some form of, very powerful deer, was telling her some important information about the cycle of nature and life. At another time this monologue might have been academically interesting to Huff, but the events immediately following it rendered the point entirely moot.
Huff was looking at the sky. That was, odd, to say the least. Had the roof dissapeared, or was she still dreaming. A number of possibilities swam through her still somewhat bleary mind, culminating in her groggily calling out to Adrian to ask if they had been kidnapped somehow. The lack of response from the kitsune who should have been beside her rendered her quite instantly wide awake. She sat up with a start and realized immediately that there was another detail her recently groggy mind, had not picked up on. There were no giant trees forming a canopy above her.
Huff stood slowly, ready to bodily tackle her likely abductor, before slowly coming to terms with the fact that she was alone in the middle of a fairly empty plain. "Oh what the hells!" She exclaimed loudly. The words carried away from her, echoing across the large, and, if she was being honest, quite beautiful expanse of grass and shrubs. As she took a step forward, another thing that had briefly escaped her notice caught her attention, a wooden sphere of what seemed to be moderately polished wood.
She stared at the sphere. The sphere obligingly continued to lie on the ground. Huff blinked. The sphere did not. The sphere jumped.
After recovering from her impromptu backwards roll, Huff looked warily at the now gently rolling wooden orb before her, and, with a decisive movement, scooped it up, holding it away from her body as she prepared to brace herself against an explosion. Instead, as her fingers squeezed the protruding edge of the ball in her hand, a welling glow spilled from the edges and floating in the air a few feet away from her head was...
"A....fetus in mint jelly?"
The small form, encased in green looked at Huff curiously. Huff glanced down at the orb in her hand, now slightly open, and muttered to herself. "Someone is storing creatures in demiplanes." followed by "But why do I have one?"
Her new floating companion did not provide an answer, but did drift over to inspect Huff's goggles.
Huff looked up at the sky, it was a subtly different color than she was used to. "Is this... even on Galn anymore?" She murmured. She was beginning to get a sinking feeling. "Oh not this again" She sighed to herself.
"Can you talk?" She asked the floating form now playfully flitting around her head. The creature made a noise. If it was words, Huff could not parse them. "Right, okay, well it seems like you can, possibly understand me?"
Another noise.
"Sure good enough. Come along then, uh.... Mint. Let's figure out what the hell is going on here." Huff said, cracking her neck and beginning to walk towards the nearest stream. Running water meant a river somewhere nearby, and a river usually meant people one way or another.
Fiddling idly with the other odd object she had found on her person, Huff wondered if perhaps she might be the only person around this place. Still, that orb seemed crafted, and that meant, hopefully, others somewhere close.
Who might she meet first?
2: Gathering Phase
Learning she was in a new world had not come as quite as much a shock to Huff as it might to most, though it did provoke a storm of curses that had left a couple of the people she had met wide eyed.
Learning that technology was, at best, limited in the area had frankly been far more of a blow. World hopping and potential death teleportation Huff had some experience with. The lack of an articulated wrench however...
Still, what had started as a point of great consternation had quickly become, well, kind of a lot of fun if the halfling was being honest with herself. Her ability to hand shape metal, rarely needed, if always convenient in her workshop, had instantly proved its utility once she had started to integrate into the settlement she had come to call, at least temporarily, home. There was barely a question as to which corps she would join, and at the end of the day, construction was as close to her skill-set as anything could be said to be.
A far more challenging puzzle came in the form of a request for new ingredients. Learning that Pokemon were essentially the core of life in this new world had given some context to the differences in both workflow and, as she was quickly learning, cuisine. The request from the affable, if annoyingly tall Benji had placed a new conundrum before her. How to harvest Combee honey. Working from the little she knew about beekeeping, Huff had to assume that the combee would not precisely appreciate a halfling just sprinting in and grabbing buckets of honey, and she was not inclined to let Mint carry the brunt of the aggression either. The little goo creature had proven quite sturdy, but she was not about to risk it’s well-being for some spare currency. More to the point, each combee was around the size of Huff’s head. Huff was confident in her durability, but getting stung or, she shook her head irritably; hit by a blast of elemental wind, would not be a good time. It was for this reason that she was now headed to the professor’s office to get more information. On the way however, something caught her attention…