BZPRPG: Le-Wahi

IC(Byraher): Byraher laughed and stood up, stretching slightly as she spoke. "Your team is quite confident in listening to a private conversation."

ICLaki smiled, "I was not talk-gossiping. Only bored-listening. I deep-agree. Should we walk-go to the gate? Someone is coming in. Or should we go-do something else? I dont know what the most good-productive thing to do now would be."

IC: Norathed:The young dragon-mystix hissed and quickly tried to make itself as hidden as possible. Contact with the bipeds meant trouble, and he couldn't speak their language. He never bothered to learn.

IC: Skrihen"Officially speaking, I'm not part of is team." Song said, grinning as she opend the door. "But Maddy sleeps better at night if he thinks I am."

IC: Choi (Pala-Koro, Le-Wahi)"Um...hello?" asked a Toa of Stone with grey, muted colors and an equally drab Kanohi; he was obviously physically powerful, but it was as if he'd forgotten how to use his muscles, and he just kind of...moved. "Anyone home?"IC: Reordin (Pala-Koro, Le-Wahi)"Come to think of it, why don't you join up? Not like there's anything really better to do."Except track down this Wanderer guy.-Teezy

OOC: Kray, link your profiles in your sig. Pweeze.IC(Byraher): Byraher smiled and extended a hand. "And you are?"

IC: Norathed:The Dragon circled the village perimeter, hugging the wall. The place smelled of another of his kind, and he was trying to pick up the scent and follow it, while at the same time, trying not to make him a target to the bipeds.

IC: SkrihenSkrihen shook her hand, her grip seemed stronger than it should have. "I'm Skrihen. Toa of Plantlife, and former deputy of the Demolitions Suad."

OOC: Kray, link your profiles in your sig. Pweeze.

OOC: I have turned off sigs, so my way of doing it is to have the Profile topic in bookmarks and then just use the search bar up top to look for the player/character I need references to.IC: Madrihk"She's very sorry for interrupting, I hope," Madrihk commented, though he wasn't really in the mood to care. "And regarding sleeping, I was going to get some much needed rest right about now. I haven't slept in... two days, or something? I'll get back to you all in an hour or two, so get out, people."He began moving towards his room, while a thought occurred to him.I'll have to booby-trap the door to keep safe, I bet. Their evidently juvenile form of humor is best kept firmly in check.Booby-trap added: big slab of brittle ice above the door. Opening it will cause it to detach and fall on whomever was trying to enter. This text is hidden so that if it comes up, I can link you suckers back here and show that yes, in this un-edited post, a booby trap was indeed added. Makes no sense to tell you all directly of it, of course.

IC-Kal:"If you want, I can always barricade your door with a wall of stone. Just yell when you wake up and I'll take it down," the Toa of Stone commented.

OOC: Ah, that's a smart idea. I will file that away in my mind.IC(Byraher): "I am Byraher, as you probably heard, and fresh recruit." she added with a small laugh. "If it's okay, what is your combat skills?" Byraher noticed Madrihk leaving, "Good Night, sleepy." she called after him.

IC: Norathed:The dragon circled around the village, the scent was coming from inside. it had left... But he couldn't tell if it had left or not. Norathed weighed the options in his mind, enter the village, and risk death, or wait to see if anything came out? The hesitation caused him to stand still, not sure which to do.OOC: ILS people, he's the size of a matoran, and circling your village.

IC: SkirhenWith a grin, Skrihen drew her massive zeihander off of her back. It was just a tad shorter than she was. And she was holding it one handed. "I pummel the karz out of my opponents. I'm stronger than I look." Understatement of the century.

IC: Reordin (Pala-Koro, Le-Wahi)"You don't say."-Teezy

OOC: Isn't that supposed to be spelled Zweihander? And is it wrong I started reading your post in a German accent after reading that? LOL.IC(Bryaher): Bryaher nodded as she looked the weapon up and down. "Beautiful weapon. I can see that you are stronger then you look to hold it with one hand. I imagine it isn't a silent weapon though..."

OOC: *headdesk* I hate iPad typing.IC: Skrihen"No, it isn't." Skirhen's face morphed to one of shyness and insecurity. Her voice trembled, and her body posture was uncertain. "B-but, who would be s-suspicious of this face?"

OOC: :PIC(Byraher): "Probably someone who has seen you before hand." she joked.

IC: SkirhenSkrihen scuffed her toes in the sand, still acting shy. "But..... If they'd seen me before, and I-I wanted to kill them...." Her body language and expression quickly morphed. SHe grinned. "They'd already be dead."

IC(Byraher): Byraher slightly frowned. "I don't agree with stealth kills if that's what you mean. The enemy deserves to at least see the face of their opponent before they die."

IC: SkrihenSkrihen shrugged. "I do what I have to do. If it means giving my enemy a dishonorable death, so be it."

IC(Byraher): Byraher nodded and turned to Reordin. "And who are you?"

IC: Reordin (Pala-Koro, Le-Wahi)"Lieutenant Reordin Saporta, ex-Sanctum Guard and head of the Demolitions team in the Hive assault," said the Ko-Matoran, messing with a pack of cigarettes. Three left. What had the Matoran said? Stop smoking, save the world? Ugh. What a nightmare. He might as well finish off this pack, at least...He withdrew a cigarette and lit it before taking a drag.-Teezy

IC: "If I was lyin', you'd have a knife stickin' out of yer head right now." Rilan replied causally as he waved one of the large knives around. He glanced briefly at the matoran before proceeding out the front door. "Gyren's in his room. Now, I've got to get to work on some commisions. My loom's just collecting dust."

IC(Byraher): "Nice to meet you, Reordin." she said, slightly waving away the smoke.

IC: Reordin (Pala-Koro, Le-Wahi)"I guess," he said idly. "Skrihen, the Ta-Matoran from this morning. Did he ever give you his name?"-Teezy

IC: SkrihenSkrihen shook her head, confused. "Wait, if he's an old friend of yours, shouldn't you already know?"

IC: Reordin (Pala-Koro, Le-Wahi)"Old friend? I've never met the bro."-Teezy

IC: SkrihenSkrihen's eyes narrowed. "I could have sworn he told be you were old friends..." She muttered to herself.

IC: Reordin (Pala-Koro, Le-Wahi)"I'd never met him before today. He told me I was--eh. He was talking a bunch of nonsense," he lied.-Teezy

IC(Byraher): "Who is this?"

ICBefore Laki could respond, he noticed a Matoran sized bat-creature flying over the village. They had attacked Le-Koro! He looked to the nearest authority figure, and as Reordin had jsut announced himself head of the demolitions team, Laki turned to him. "Reordin!" Laki said, Stepping over to the Ko-Matoran, "A high-fly bat-thing is look-circling over Pala Koro!" he pointed to the being.

IC: [Ril]"And your reasons for this are?" asked Ril as he came up next to Kethreye.

IC:"Ihf ye'll shuddap an' let us in, ye'll prob'bly find owt soon!" an annoyed Gheirmuh demanded.

IC: Norathed:The dragon, which was on the ground outside the village, heard the shouting, but ignored it as the usual commotion that came from the village. Bipeds could be very noisy. He finally decided to try and get into the village to find the source of the familiar-scent, and tried to puncture a hole in the walls with its tail, to no avail. He then began to try and climb the wall, but the stone was too smooth. Growling, Norathed tried to set the stone wall on fire, but to no avail. In the end, he simply decided to glare at the wall until he could find a way to get in.

IC: [Ril]"Such rudeness," said Ril in an overly dramatic fashion. "In all seriousness, what is your business here?"

IC:"yer thah roode one, ya-" Fehkalia clamped her hand over Gheirmuh's mouth before he could make another insult. "We are coming here with a business proposition for Madrihk"

IC: [Ril]"So Keth, think we should let them in?"

IC:"The last I heard, this was Pala-Koro, not interrogate-everybody-who-wants-to-come-in-and-help-koro," Kecand commented.

IC: [Ril]"We've had ... trouble."

IC: [Ril]"We've had ... trouble."

IC:"Yer attitoode is trubble, you ug-" Gheirmuh said, taking Fehkalia's hand off his mouth so he could speak for a second before she put it back on.

IC: Kethrye -"Really sorry, things have been a wee bit chaotic today," Kethrye said, stepping into the conversation, had taken a while to catch up with them, moving at that pace. He gestured for the group of matoran to enter through the gate. "Bunch of bloody psychopaths been giving us trouble, but I reckon you aren't more of them, even our luck isn't that bad." He held his hands together, fingers splayed. "So, what exactly is this "business deal" you're talking about?"