Soul Hunter RP

The cloaked Noivern is already heading that way without a word.

Watching the Noivern take off spurs the Archeops to do the same. He's not nearly as swift as she, but his boundless energy makes up for it.

"Thank you. But why would they call us? Surely there are others who would be better for whatever a god would want. " She says in a bit of shock. "Either way thank you for the room. I was prepared to stay in an inn."

The Delphic seems to preoccupied chewing her stick to really answer.

The guild itself is still a new building, but on the third floor are countless empty rooms filled with beds and basic furniture. There's even a lounge with a kitchen and fireplace. There seems to be a female pyroar sitting on the couch closest to the fire.

The rooms themselves are all locked at the moment. Said locks being magically sealed to prevent break ins.

Turning she follows the others heading upstairs noticing the lounge her eyes lighting up. "I think I may like it here." She glances towards the Pyroar. "Hello could you tell me what rooms are empty?"

The Noivern is leaning against the opposite wall, her ears peeking from her hood.

"So do you plan to speak or just be somewhat creepy?" Serena asks the Noivern.

"Well, I was trained to observe in silence...sometimes you learn more from listening." She says with a soft voice.

"She's got a point. So this is our little crew for now huh?"

The pyroar, probably a bit older than them, looks at them questingly.
??-"Sesmin nona tesria?"
She says in Elusyians funny language.

"I really didn't expect a crew as you put it, but yes I suppose we are a group if this talk of a god choosing is us correct." She says sitting down in a chair glad to not be sitting on an uncomfortable train seat. "Still I think we should all get to know each other." She sighs and looks at the Pyroar. "I knew I was having to much luck with people who could speak my language."

"I go by Cia. I'm sure that's all anyone should need to know about me." The Noivern plainly says.

The pyroar friend and goes back to her book.

Raising his hand a little excitedly, the young sage replies, "I'm Makaius Merkabah! I came here to further my magical prowlness, but this is just as exciting! Perhaps I can try to talk to her?" He says to the two ladies talking, motioning towards the Pyroar.

"If you speak Elusyian." Cia replies. "My Elusyian is rusty. I don't have much use for languages, since I usually kill first, talk later."

"Kill? What kind of business are you into?" She asks somewhat alarmed and eases away from the dragon type as she nods to Makaius. "Sure give it a shot."

"Well...I was a professional assassin, but nowadays I just take whatever small bounty I can get." She says. "Oh, I'm not some maniacal killer either. So don't worry about that. I'm clearly on your side now."

The pyroar doesn't pay too much attention to the foreigners. She simply focuses on her book.
The delphox from before walks up the stairs."Hey kid, try a simple translation spell." She says with a mouth full of stick

"I see well I guess that's good to know. She turns seeing Dez. "I haven't learned one." She says with a sweatdrop. "Can you teach me one?"

She shakes her head, her big ears and hair flaying around.

Cia shrugs. "Don't look to me. I'm good with a blade, but magic is beyond me."

"Do you have at least a book with the spell? I'm not risking making one up on the spot because I may end up speaking gibberish.."

"I think I can do that." Maka interjects, and takes his staff in hand, ready to cast his magic.

Dez walks over to a bookshelf and looks through hem before grabbing a book on basic magic."Here, take this, might help you a bit. I'm a Mage myself." She gets a heart over her head and makes a squee at how adorable he is.

He takes the book happily, and flips it almost right to the correct page.
"I've read a tome similar to this in my home town....Ah, here's the incantation."
After a quick read-over, he nods, and then easily casts the basic translation spell, sending pretty sparkles all around the Pyroar's head. He doesn't even speak the words, he just casts it.

The hearts start flying out of her head now."Your very gifted in this worlds magic. I like you. I was thinking of kicking you all out but here." She says holding out keys to different rooms."Don't lose them, you only get one."

The pyroar stands and bows to them.
??-"Mind my aunt, she's...not well."

Dez-"I'll show you not well you little brat!"