Progenitus Worldsoul

IC: Dathros responded to the repeated threat by drawing a small, paper from his belt and handing it to Utu. "My card, for when you'll want to find me." The Baraz then picked up his swords, walking a small ways away. But not too far.OOC: Yeah, fight stopped. I'll still be following you, but i want be interacting. Also, FYI, the card just says "Somewhere".

IC: Kamaehu smiled slightly at Hasil. "Kohlii, eh? That can be arranged." As Kamaehu walked away, Ara'kas came up beside him, asking how Hasil and Lashev were healing. "Lashev's fine. Hasil unfortunately, won't be fully healed for a while. There's nothing we can do about." Responded Kamaehu. Ara'kas' temper flared, but she kept civil. "There is something you could do, but won't. As you're too stubborn for that, what are we doing about Nikaron and Avya?" "I was thinking about arranging a Kohlii match." "Whatever. I'll pass it along." Still muttering about Kamaehu's supposed stubbornness and unreasonableness, Ara'kas sought out Avya. The young toa had almost finished moving patients into inn. Unfortunately, Ara'kas previous conversation had left her too annoyed for both proper etiquette and general niceties. "Hey kid, Kamaehu wants to see you. He says he has a proposition about a 'native custom'."

I don't know. Maybe start up a Kohlii match.

IC: "Oh, it'll feel real nice for a second, but tomorrow? I wouldn't envy bein' you then." Dathros smiled, but then pointed to Angelus. "What's he doin' with you guys? He doesn't have one of them marks."

IC: A voice spoke up from near Naara and Vernadon, slightly out of breath. "Rahkshi? Oh, that must have been what those screeches were. Anyway, Vernadon, Nova got Wraith to a hospital safely. Anything you guys need me to do?" Isfel had returned, and was still bursting with energy.

IC: "Okay, so we'll assume I believe you. I've heard you talking about those tattoos you have. And I know that if you kill me, it's gonna cause a nasty hangover. But if you don't, you can just go on your merry way."OOC: See bear, poke bear. Bear growls, continue to poke. Am I doing this right?

IC: "Ya ripped the spines out of four bandits in less than five minutes?" Dathros laughed heartily. "What, do ya take me for a fool? Why would I believe that?"

IC: Kamaehu left Hasil, and ended up finding Nikaron. He was relieved to see the Toa of air seemed fine. However, as he spoke, his voice still carried a hint of worriedness. "So, what do we do now? Wait for others to heal, or press on? And to where?"

IC: Dathros just grinned. The Baraz was now leaning on of his swords, while holding the other ready. "Why?"

IC: "Dathros' voice was a feral growl as he spoke, dropping his swords and pushing Utu's away from his neck. "The names Dathros. Why you want to know?" Before Utu could respond, Dathros swung his shoulder up, knocking the mark bearer away. Instead up pressing the advantage though, he just stood there, waiting.

IC: "We're toa, It's our job to make it right." Ara'kas said. But then she spotted something that might make Avya feel better. "If it's any help, Nikaron survived. There he is."As Hasil started to walk towards Lashev, a hand snaked its way in front of him, barring the Mri's path. Kamaehu stared down from it, shaking his head slightly. "You're in no condition to be walking and carrying swords. Lie back down until someone can help you. I'm sorry, but I don't think you'll be able to fight for a while."

IC: Ara'kas was taken aback by Avya's sudden outbreak. As she answered, the younger toa could see she was trying to hold back from responding in kind. "I don't like it either. But you can't just charge in and try to be a hero. All that'll happen is an unceremonious end." In a fit of anger, Ara'kas slammed her fist into a board atop a pile of rubble, shattering it. "There's just nothing I can do. I say to myself I could do this on my own, but I know I'm just not enough. What we need, what we need, is to work together. The whole island, unified."

IC: Ara'kas walked over to where Avya was flitting distressedly about. Laying a hand on Avya's shoulder, she spoke in a comforting tone to Avya. However, the warrior's words were hardly comforting. "You know what the sad part is, kid? This ain't even the worst the Koro's seen."

IC: "They're not running, are they?" Kamaehu said to himself, hearing the battle inside the hospital. Shaking his head, he hoisted Hasil over his shoulder and started carrying him to the inn. "They'll keep trying to be heroes. They should just bring the building down on him instead."

IC: Lashev was not the only one who saw Hasil. Kamaehu found him. Shocked, his first action was to reach up to his mask, but strangely, he stopped himsef. Kneeling by Hasil, he asked the Mri what happened. "What is inside the Hospital? How could it do that to you?"

IC: Arzanyos walked into the chamber, but was not enraptured by the writing. In fact, he slapped his forehead, remembering the last time he was here. "Anybody know how to read the writing?"

IC: Coming up behind Nova, Isfel hurriedly walked to Wraith. Putting down his greatsword, the young toa asked concernedly, "What happened to you?"

IC: As they gates of ta-koro came into view Kamaehu smiled. He had been deep in thought during the trip, and had come up with a realization. It wouldn't be good to throw Avya right into the worst the island had to offer. Not to mention, He and Ara'kas needed a break. Might as well show Avya something good, like Kohlii.OOC: Yep, After we get Lashev to the hospital, we're playing Kohlii. It's happening.

IC: Arzanyos' angry expression melted away. "Well, when you put it that way, How can I resist? Let's go!"

IC: An eery laugh rang through the passage. "Great sense of humor, Kiox. Ghosts." Arzanyos had caught up, and was holding out his spear. The toa did not look happy. "Too bad I can't say the same thing about myself."

OOC: Arzanyos from Kumu Islets.IC: Perhaps their backs did need watching. For outside the temple, a Toa had blinked into existence. Arzanyos could hear the commotion in the temple. The Captain was there for sure. Muttering about his hatred of Kaulsi spam, Arzanyos lowered himself into the temple.

IC: "Whaa?" Was Arzanyos first reply to the note. But then it snapped into placed. As he cam to this realization, Arzanyos slammed a fist onto the boards of the Infernikavika. "That blasted has gone on a treasure hunt. Without us. Oh, I'm gonna teach him a lesson." The mercenary was seething with rage now. "I'll be back before you leave, by the looks of this decision making." Then, with a twirl of his cloak, Arzanyos was on the horizon. Headed after a certain Toa of oil.OOC: Arzanyos to Po-Wahi. The Chase is on!

IC: Ara'kas crossed her arms, unimpressed. "In other words, you have no plan." She shook her head. Why does everyone always think they can disguise that? It's so simple.

IC: "What? It's not?" Arzanyos said, raising his hands in an expression of mock shock. "Oh come on Raknar, you should know you aren't the only one getting itchy to see some action." He then produced something from a bag hidden inside his cloak; a small, plush version of himself. "By the way, you may be pleased to note that The Captain can no longer harass you with mini Raknars. I stole this from the merchant's stall." Arzanyos paused for dramatic effect, then added maliciously, "During his funeral."

IC: Ara'kas raised an eyebrow at Nikaron. "Just how do you intend to change this cruel world?"