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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/30/2017 8:46:01 PM
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[b][i]As he did this an arrow would fly over his shoulder, slamming into the target. I didn't quite match his accuracy, but it was still a very good shot. He'd recognize the arrow though, glowing a translucent green as it punctured the target, disappearing moments later. Daun. She silently approached behind him, not sneaking up but just naturally good at maneuvering the forest terrain.
She wore a linen wrap around her chest, this covered by a chest covering of hides. It covered her breast, a bit under and above them as well. She wore pants of light woven plant fibres, stopping midway on the lower leg to reveal the linen wraps around her feet and ankles, the same as on her lower arms and hands. She spoke to him, her mask on, muffling her voice a little.[/i][/b]
"Greeting, Hunter Orion." [b][i]She said, having a habit of referring to him as so after she learned the story of the constellation[/i][/b]
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"Mornin', Daun. You holding up well, I hope?" [i]At the sight of one of his companions, Orion would display one of his simple, awkward smiles, the grin crossing his lightly tanned face. He would bow his head in a respectful manner towards the shaman - he was named for the giant archer, and what he lacked in height, he made up for by pursuing the way of the bow.[/i]
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"I fare well. I trust you the same?" [b][i]She would say, removing the mask as she approached. Lee skin was much darker than his, her black hair in dreadlocks down the back of her head. Tattoos could be seen on her arms in bright red warpaint, meaning she had either just been fighting or in prayer, and considering how calm she was, probably prayer [/i][/b]
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"I'm doing great, yeah. If anything.. I'm just thinking about some things. The group included, my past.. that sort." [i]Orion would nod towards the shaman woman, scratching the back of his head softly as if feeling a little awkward. Indeed, he had never gotten over Daun's choice of apparel, though her ways intrigued him a little, the symbols proving their spiritual and artistic worth.[/i] "So.. guess you're back from prayer?" [i]He stated, trying to keep a conversation.[/i]
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"Yes. The Bear today, if my cycles have been correct. They rarely are not." [b][i]Daun said. There were six main spirits, each prayed to on different days, the seventh being a break from prayer. She readied her bow, firing another arrow into the target, nailing another pretty accurate shot, not nearly as good as Orion with her strange bow but pretty good.[/i][/b] "You said you had been thinking of your past. Is there something you'd wish to, I believe the saying is, Get off your chest?"
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"I guess...?" [i]Daun, like a few of the others in the group, would know that Orion didn't have a family outside of the sickly grandparents that took him in for some time before he ventured onwards to the Rangers, and then the traveling band that made up their ranks.[/i] "Just thinking about a few things. Family. Friends. You guys. And.. a few enemies."
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[b][i]Orion would know Daun's story as well, and in a way she could relate to him. She had family, though she had been cursed and cast out by her own people, never to return. In a sense she didn't have family either now.[/i][/b] "Your family and friends, Mother Gaia watches over them, Hunter Orion. It is important to remember them, their spirits and legacies live on that way." [b][i]She would reply, placing a hand on his shoulder.[/i][/b] "As for your enemies, remember them as well. Remember them for what they've done to wrong you and others, so Mother Gaia may punish them rightfully."
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"It will be through Gaia's will that [i]I[/i] punish them. Or another will." [i]Orion would nock another arrow upon his longbow, drawing the bowstring back to the side of his cheek. When he released, the arrow whistled through the air, slamming against where the sternum would be upon the target. For a man whom had claimed to never kill another before, Orion could be considered a scary shot.[/i] "Whatever the case is, well.. you're right. I should consider both, especially my past family. Thank you."
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"You may punish them in this life, but when their spirits are to be judged Gaia will make sure they suffer." [b][i]Daun would reply, watching him shoot. She was impressed by his skill with the bow, as she usually was.[/i][/b] "And no thanks is required. I simply perform my task as a Shaman, one of which is to help out people at ease."
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"Heh. And I'm the archer - eyes from afar, the ranger, that sort. Have you seen our group, recently? Cammy? Barbara? The Paladin? I've only seen Cammy, and that was days ago. It's a little unsettling." [i]Orion would point out, as he would go to collect his arrows at that time.[/i]
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"I've met them around here, yes. Like usual, all seem to be following their own paths." [b][i]She would say as she looked around at the scenery. She was at peace right now, small amounts of flowers beginning to spring up around her.[/i][/b]
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"Hmm. I am happy to hear that they're doing alright. We're always either separate upon our adventures.. or together, and unstoppable." [i]Orion thought about what he had said, before then releasing a sigh as he would slide his arrows into his quiver's pouch.[/i] "-Though being unstoppable isn't always good."
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"It is bad when intentions are not the same and pure. We wish to help people by dealing with those who cause suffering. In this case, being unstoppable is good."
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"True enough. I just hope that we keep doing good for the people. Not for ourselves, like most groups end up doing." [i]Orion would smile though, even in the somewhat dread manner.[/i]
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"We must remain vigilant if that fact then, and strive to continue in the righteous path. So far I do not believe we have wavered from it, but the risk is still there."
