The Dark Chronicler

IC: Vrana Vrana was still following, wondering who would let themselves be lead by this Skakdi willingly. "Navayak, how long until we get there? It may be easier If I just fly us there.

IC: Vrana He looked at Cadias and shrugged, before following after Navayak. He whispered to Cadias. "This guy seems a few planks short of a bridge, if you get my meaning."

IC; Kirgon "I can't reveal his name out loud, if the Turaga ever found out about him..." He removed the rocks from the map, folding it up and storing it in his backpack, along with his bladed disks. "Now, let's go carve our names on the wall of history forever! And without vandalizing it!"

OOC: Never heard of Cthulhu either. IC: Vrana "Ok, I'm good with seeing your flock." Oh, so this guy is some sort of Rahi herder.

OOC: ... Never heard of them. IC: Vrana "I'm sorry, didn't mean to insult your beliefs." Vrana explained apologetically.

IC: Vrana "... Interesting." Was all Vrana could get out, staring at the completely insane Skakdi. OOC: Do I detect Trem Krom in the Elder Ones?

IC: Moylan "Have fun dying!" She glared at the foolish Toa heading toward the dock. She watched him, and she hated it. If he went in alone and died, it'd be impossible to clean off her conscience. "Wait up, I'm coming." She followed after the Toa, grumbling to herself. IC: Vrana He decided to wait before speaking and hear what Navayak had to say.

IC: Vrana "My name's Vrana. nice to meet you Cadias." He picked at his teeth with his taloned hands. "So, what bring's you to Ga-Ko-" He was interrupted by Navayak. "The Great elder ones, never heard of them," Vrana stated, shaking his hand.

IC: Vrana "So true, so true." He nodded in agreement. "Maybe Mata Nui rains food and sparkly dust on good little Matoran." Vrana stated sarcastically.

IC: Moylan "Yeah, where you're going to find someone stupid enough to help you steal a ship." He snapped at the Ohdran, who's name she didn't even know yet.

OOC: Because I really don't have anything to write, I'm stuck. IC: Dreenan "Who don't you two just fight? Loser talks to the Turaga."

IC: Moylan "Go back the way you were going before." Moylan suggested, grumbling to herself. Honestly, he was starting to confuse her sense of direction. IC: Vrana He leaned back against the side of the building. "Oh, and I'm sure you've never eaten anything that was once alive." He stated sarcastically, grinning. "And I've never cared about that Great Spirit. I do more for this village than he does." OOC: I know, I'm enjoying playing a semi-neutral sort of showoff Vrana.

IC: Dreenan She shrugged modestly. "And if it wasn't, we wouldn't get far on our adventures. Walsl getting it the way, and not being melted, enemies not being fought, and more."

IC: Moylan She just signed, and followed after the clueless captain, "You have no idea where you're going, do you?"

IC: Moylan "Ta-koro is this way." Moylan remarked, pointing in the direction of the village of fire.. She was already regretting what she had gotten herself into.

IC: Dreenan She shrugged slightly. "What can I say, I had some dirt on me, got too close to a torch, and it turns out the dirt was explosive."

IC; Vrana "The Matoran was already dead." Vrana explained to Cadias. "And I'm a ... what do Matoran call them... a scavenger. I eat dead things." He chuckled slightly. "Don't worry, I don't eat living things." IC: Moylan. She watched as the crowd for her next show came in, or would have came in, if anyone was going to watch it. There was not a single person there at all. "Pillage, good pay, I get out of this dump. I'm in."

IC: Dreenan "I told him I was sorry for almost blowing his house up, but that old dude sure keeps grudges." Dreenan muttered. OOC: I say we ask Tuck, and I think A Matoran sounding name would be good.

IC: Moylan "And why would I want to do that?" She grumbled. "I have another show starting soon." IC: Vrana He was stopped by someone speaking to him, a Toa with unusual colored armor. "Excuse me, sir, but I overheard you proclaiming the village was safe. Why, then, did the villager yell and throw a rock at you?" "I fight off flying threats to the village when they need me, but quite a few of them don't like me. I've had a...checkered past with this village." Vrana explained flexing his wings. "You eat one Matoran, and they never let you live it down."

IC: Kirgon "My source of information warned me against doing that. He said that the Turaga knew about the temple, and want to protect it at all costs." Kirgon replied, explaining the situation. "And he's never lied to me before."

IC: Moylan "You're kidding, right?" She asked the Toa standing in front of her.

IC: Dreenan "Any certain adventure in mind, or just want to go all around the island fighting whatever infected Rahi we find?"Dreenan asked, not hiding the fact she was ready for a fight.

IC: Kirgon "Exactly, we'll have enough money to never have to waste our time working again." Kirgon explained and agreed. "And all we have to do is collect the one different colored stone from each of the six spots I pointed to earlier."

IC: Moylan Blades spun and twirled, twisting around as Moylan danced around the stage, juggling at the same time. She leaped, twirling the blade, her show almost finished. She tossed all three blades into the air, catching one in each hand, and the third with her teeth. Then she bowed for the audience. The one person watching it besides Ohdran got up and walked away. Moylan slid her two hand swords into their sheathes, then grabbed the one from her mouth, placing it in it's own sheath.

IC: Vrana Vrana ducked aside as a Matoran through a rock at him. "Get out of here! We can defend ourselves you freak!" Vrana tilted his head down, walking out of the center of the village. For every person who liked him, there was another who hated him. He didn't like that, not at all.