It might have been 3 AM but that didn't matter to Olberic. For the benefit of his jealous as hell kids he had to send Acrayran away. "Thanks for all the help, we'll be waiting for you in Wellspring in about a Fortnite or two. Then we'll accept your guidance again, you need to hang around more positive folk child." Then Epic Games shot out a window in a room next to theirs.
It was Daddy Olberic's favorite son's window. He reacted by screaming "I aM nOt WeAk!, I Am NoT WEAK!" Thank the 12 no other groups or people were staying at this inn or there would have been a shouting match bound to happen. Therion had turned into Infinite when he had to shit apparently.
The Ranger almost had a Heart Attack when Therion slammed open the girls door next. Then he broke down Acrayran's and Olberic's door. "Here's Johnny! Which one of you took a shite and didn't flush the toliet? Disgusting!" The Thief closed the door, but there was a hole in the frame from his sword.
"Uhh, okay I'll make my way over to Boulderfall and find those bitches. Cyrus won't be able to keep them calm enough to finish up whatever fucked up shit they get into. Maybe Primrose will act normal, stop-" Began the Ranger before an inn staffer stood in front of them. "Umm can I help you ma'am? Did we do something wrong?"
The staffer pointed to the sword slash into the door. Then she gasped at the sight of the Iron sword made of Minecraft blocks on Acrayran's waist and couldn't see Olberic's sword only his lance underneath his bed. " Get the hell out of this inn, you've healed up quite nicely. Be out in 30 minutes or I'll call armed guards, damn troublemakers."
Then she walked out the Nether Portal after doing moves like jagger. "I think our reputation has suffered, time to go." Olberic was Uber depressed, his Uber charged him like 30 dollars earlier. "Stonegard wants us to find another place to set up camp, Guess we'll be out to the north to the Flatlands and Frostlands, we have business there."
On her way back to the front desk the innkeeper barged in on H'annit and her poor little Cleric. She was having her do Nestle Crunches till she had unlocked the ability to evolve, yeah it wasn't going to happen. "This is not what it looketh like, she hath forcen mine punishment upon herself." The older woman pleaded panic spreading on her face.
The inn woman laughed before she told the two travelers to GTFO. The she did the same to Therion even though he was blowing up the chamberpot. She had to threaten him through the door.
By 3:40 AM all 4 of the CuartoPath Travelers had gotten the heck outta dodge and outta town from Stonegard. Acrayran left them to themselves. Alone the Ranger had their items and gear all ready and decided to check their stats. "Now how would I press +, just by moving my hand? Guide Danggit, Tvtropes!"
There was a low hanging bar which had the following on it. "Level 17 Path skill Convince Level 17 HP 250 Physical Attack 2 Elemental Attack 1 Physical Defense 50 Elemental Defense 40 Critical 45 Accuracy 100 Speed Aversion 200 , wait what!"
No wonder I could never do good damage do any of our any foes, but I can punch, kick and smack my own friends. After about 2 hours of walking in the Highlands towards the west Sunland Acrayran heard some noise, and hid in the brush hoping to not get ripped apart by some wild beast. Instead the Ranger spotted Tressa running away from Cyrus and Alfyn, Prim not far behind. The hell are they doing over here near Stonegard? I'm gonna punch the shit outta them, those fuckers!
"Aiyaahh! Just let me go in PEACE! Aw ,finally can't a girl take little - wooaah!" screamed the blue wearing brunette as slamed into the very bush the Ranger was hiding in. She toppled over Acrayran completely, falling face first onto the grass as she was taller. "Ooh, that kinda hurt, can't believe I managed to trip over a stupid ass bush." The younger teens knees holding the elders away from their body. Well, more like pressing directly into Tressa but still this kept her away.
Despite the bramble blast in her way Tressa had held Acrayran down with the weight of her strangely buffer arms , trying to get off the ground with plenty branches and leaves to cover Ranger's tan face. Why can't I just meet up with these shits normally? Plus I'm getting ignored, let's see how long it takes for them to notice me.
Like 2D Sonic Primrose skidded to a halt behind and Alf was chugging the last of something from a green bottle. The men followed behind her, moving the ferns from their view. Well the Scholar burnt them away and then froze the growing blaze.
"With Warrior as your side job you now behave like you have drank 5 Red Bulls Tressa. Well you did acquire some new skills, it seems they have some serious side effects." Cyrus pondered aloud before he decided to study his surroundings. Nothing special.
Meanwhile Alfyn put away his ale and smiled at Tressa, noticing her in deep concentration, like she was holding something that was on verge of breaking and then he picked the girl up by the waist. She made the confused Tom face and then tried to escape.
"Woah, hey listen, ever since ya became a Warrior you've been acting mighty sus, and I'm the one who's been drinking! Now I need to find some spearmint and I'd like you to help me Tress." He giggled as Cyrus pulled out a folding table and then a tin box. None of them had noticed Acrayran, who was fuming with steam like Thomas the Tank Engine.
The Merchant girl broke free of the older man's grasp and then crossed her arms and directly gazed at the green clad figure laying on the grass. "Aw shit, is that who I think it is? Bah, I'm just fucking blazed after using Abide one too many times." Alfyn was digging in the dirt like a little Growlithe, looking for a fire stone so he couldn't see what she going on about. He was becoming intrepid with Merchant as a sidejob.
"Bah, fools wouldn't understand. It's Brands power, its hrrg its overflowing!" she shouted as her face dropped into Panic! At the Disco. Then she dropped to her knees holding her left arm in her right as it were aching or broken. "My new saber arm, the power, it's surreal!"
Prim and Cyrus turned around, both of them playing dominoes on top of a camping table. Cyrus was the first to speak "Is your power level back to normal Tressa or is it over 900?"
The mentioned young woman checked at her Smash Meter and then glanced back up." Yep, it's a bit thin at the side, small and har-"
Still slightly drunk Alfyn interrupted " Woah, hold the phone when did you grow a pair? And, if you didn't then damn, like call an Apothecary, oh wait I'm here." this caused Cyrus and Primrose to almost knock down their table in laughter while Tressa was left stammering and red.
Her gloves reached over to her new sword belt and gripped at the blade's handle, blue energy radiating from her body. "Hardly full, I was going to finish my sentence you ass." She growled lowly so almost no one could hear her. But of course the frustrated Ranger could, the Ranger remembers all.
"Anyway you were mentioning Brand, Brand who, what type of brand, Nike or Adidas? I heard big shoes mean an equally big prize, wanna let me find out if that's true?" The Apothecary teased and Cyrus rapped him on the shoulder with one of his E Rank Fire tomes, it had 27 uses left.
Before the Merchant could speak up Alfyn continued with another giggle"Well anyway shucks partner, why are ya overflowing with 'power' now? Modern problems require modern solutions don't they?" Alright that's quite enough, I don't need to listen to two perverts ramble on any further!
Then it hit them, well the angry Ranger did, with some form of sword sweep, which just tickled everyone's ankles . "Oh Sealtigce, look who we found, Acrayran the little Ranger." The dancer smiled grabbing their hand and lifting them up. "I've been wondering where you were, out there with Sir Olberic and his friends. How was it?"
But that wasn't a normal smile it was a lust filled one and the dancer was set getting those dark vibes. That set Acrayran's danger noodle off and they went into vanguard shift. "It was surprisingly problematic but I did learn a couple new tricks from the others, but my attacks are so fucking weak." The dancer had let the teen ramble for the moment, slowly advancing.
She wrapped her arms around the Ranger's torso and pressed her pointy chin into their hair. "Ha, gotcha bitch! Thought you were safe the fact the I wanna rock with you-" The back of Cyrus' Staff slammed into Primrose's head and she stopped only after Alfyn and Tressa pulled her off the kid. The Scholar sighed and crossed his arms, as he had just found all the domino tiles that fell into the pebble ground. Acrayran pulled out their sword and pointed the Excalibur at the molester.
Alfyn was upset as a bee without flowers and had to hold back Acrayran from slicing up the dancer. "Y'all should try to not to tangle, we understand you want us to get somewhere right partner? Don't let Prim get a chance to unleash her dagger of love on your body, it'll just end up hurting the both of you."
"What is that even supposed to mean, I rarely understand the shit that comes out of your mouth sometimes, what are you Cyrus?" The Ranger complained as the Scholar was scolding Primrose again.
"Why are you so persistent in mentioning topics that disturb the other party members? We certainly don't wish to know how much you wanted to fuck Acrayran or any other person who you find cute."
"But I've never said-"
"You just did, you are a sexual maniac. I know you've been through quite a bit of suffering and abuse but that is not an excuse. There is absolutely no excuse for sexual harassment, not one."
"Alfyn was totally flirting and teasing Tressa earlier, why aren't you upset at him like you are at me, are you sexist?"
Cyrus pointed to the still buzzed Druggist, he was having a tug of war against Tressa, she was trying to keep him for eating some of the Triforce, that were supposed to be sold to some green wearing blonde elf.
"Are you serious, this man is 'piss your pants' drunk on ale! He's had approximately 8 full bottles of the hardest stuff the bartender had in Gold Shore after that clash with Vanessa. Honestly-"
After about 2 minutes of the Professor's rant The Ranger mentally slapped themselves. "Okay settle down everyone, what places have we been to guys, cause Cyrus, Tressa you have something important to do in Quarrycrest, it's very critical." They asked like a 3rd grade teacher to her class after the weekend.
Primrose put her hand underneath her chin like Awakening Anna and gazed up at the morning sky, a blush crept up her face. "Teehee, we did travel to Stillsnow where I meet up with a…. Person who I needed to end with my fury. Then at the Bar I met some darling cutie and just had to-" Tressa elbowed her in the ribs and grabbed the collar of her clothes, if there was even one.
Alfyn finally seemed like he was sober then he clapped his hands. "You know what they say." Which got everyone's attention besides the Ranger who was busy eating.
"Finders keepers, losers shut the fuck ." the man suddenly demanded and his party looked him like he was still high. " Our Ranger has found us and we are the losers let's go. We need to head to the Clifflands, right Acrayran?"
The teen almost choked on their brick flavored poptart. Holy shit, We're finally getting somewhere with these people! Tressa, Cyrus and Prim dusted themselves off and nearly went into maximum overdrive. The 5 of them were running as fast as fuck boooiiii and had way too much fun exploring through the mountains and the sand, like a group of huskies with Acrayran in the back trying to keep up.
"Damn right, you don't gotta like it cause the hood gone' love, you don't like cause the hood gone love it, watching young-" The now happy Ranger was chanting before their travelers suddenly stopped. "Woah, what is it guys, you need to stop for a break?" Why is there Boss Music playing? Where is it coming from!?
Standing like JJBA characters menacingly right before them was a large group Knights Ardante and they looked pissed. "The five of you are requested at once, if you resist, well bitch I hope the fuck you would, you'll be a dead son of a bitch I'll tell you that."