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(E) She thought for a moment before explaining to him "Нет, я на самом деле не имеют ничего, кроме основных боевых искусств и техник киай . Но то, что я знаю, очень ограничено , я не очень хорошо с наступательной магии или духовности такого рода . Из боя , хотя я буду больше помочь , магия , что я знаю, это поддерживает . Я могу сделать краску лица и краски для тела , если это может вас заинтересовать . Очевидно, не до нас , хотя лагерь." She wasn't too useful in combat or anything of the sort, which was problametic . . . but it made sense as for why she wasn't considered to be a warrior, nor did she dress to be as a warrior.
 
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(E) Zaun would listen thoughtfully, his curiousity piqued. "А я вижу, так что вы знаете о магии краски? Я слышал слухи о такой вещи поперек поля сражений, магии, которая может заставить людей гораздо сильнее, чем они могут стать нормальным, это то, что вы делаете?" He would ask, interested. Such a power could prove very useful to him in the future or on the field.
 
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(E) She nodded her head and rested on top of him, tired it seemed. "Да, это то, что я делаю! Вы не возражаете , если я возьму небольшой немного вздремнуть не так ли? Я не спал слишком хорошо в течение ночи , мысль этого journery была своего рода держать меня разбудила." She explained to him of how her nervousness kept her up at night, the thought that death might be around the corner always kept her in a state of nervousness and fright too.
 
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(E) Zaun would have given a hearty laugh, shaking her a bit. "Ха, вы получаете бой Jitters мой друг? Не бойся, я здесь, чтобы защитить вас! Вы можете спать на меня столько, сколько вы хотите, и не волнуйтесь, вы получите за такой страх когда-нибудь! " He would say, reaching up and petting her lightly before taking a look at the sky once more, a small ball of nervousness creeping into his stomach, though he did not let it show.
 
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(U) The two groups walked onward following after the one banner that represented these two groups, soon vanishing into the moldy and mushroom infested forest . . . fog overcoming the general area. The fog was dirty brown and green, soon everybody put on their gas masks . . . which was for the most part, gas masks that was made out of many fibers. However, a few people did wear modern day gas masks for the additional protection. Both groups warned a message back that each group leader shouted out as they entered the dense forest. "Entering infected biological hazards, apply gas masks and do not remove them at any cost!" The warning went a little something like that, and thus- everybody listened. And everybody came prepared too, including the resting Sertse who reached back into her backpack atop of him and struggled to put her gasmask on.

Upon entering these infected forests people looked out in amazement of how unfamiliar this place was. It wreaked of death and the smell was quite musky. The trees had large tumors that stretched up along the sides of the trees, the top of these trees seemed leafless yet . . . disapeared into the roof of the fog. It was almost impossible to see where one was going and the fog so thick that it was as if somebody was using some kind of contraption to keep all of this fog in place.
 
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(E) Zaun would look around carefully, ready to wake the girl up to put her mask on, but it seemed she already had. He had no sensory abilities to see around him, forced to rely on his eyes which didn't seem to be helping him too much. He would have tightened the strap of his shield, taking his mask out and opening the slot of the front of his helmet, placing it over the front of his face and tightening the back. He would have touched the handle of the sword to reassure himself, but he was ready for a fight at any moment.
 
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(W) Achelias would listen to the announcement and shrug and put on the gas mask even though he doesn't need it. He would rather be safe than sorry though. He would watch everyone else put on their gas mask and continue walking. He looked at the scenery in amazement as he never been in this type of area before but also look around in case he saw some sort of danger or safety hazard. He continued his whistling as he walked.
 
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As these groups continued walking on, the terrain slowly got worse and worse. Especially for those of heavier weight, the mossy like grass that ltitered the ground became sponge like and almost as if the people were now stepping on a trampoline. The fog becoming thicker and thicker too, and soon- spider like webs of white like substance stranded all about the trees. Sort of like how a spider would weave together a lazy strand of webbing.

(E) Sertse in particular, wanted to get a closer look. "Can you raise me up to one of those strands of the unknown?" She asked, speaking in common language as she wanted her group to also know of her desire. And if Zaun did comply, she reached up to try and make an attempt at retrieving a sample . . .
 
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(E) Zaun would start experiencing slight trouble walking through the terrain, but nothing that would have kept him from keeping up with the group. He would have looked behind to see her a bit better. "Okee me friend, but I weel grip yur leegs, they look to be some keend of trap." He would say, grabbing her by the back and would lift her by her calves, his massive hands wrapped around basically from her ankle to her knee cap as he lifted her up to take a sample.
 
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(E) Sertse would have wobbled in his grasp as she managed to grip at one of these low hanging webbing, she reached back and stuffed it into one of the compartments of her bag and nodded her head. "I know but I am curious to know what this is and what might be capable of causing such a thing to spawn. It would be better for all of us to know that way no surprises happen, understand what I mean?" She asked as she leaned back onto him, her muffled and child like voice almost sounded condescending.
 
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(W) Achelias would notice that the fog would be getting thicker, so he would move a bit faster to get closer to people just so he can lessen the chance to get lost, hoping that the people behind him wont be unfortunate enough to get lost. He would of gotten a bit of a nervous feeling knowing that anything bad could happen at any moment. He would keep his right hand near his folded scythe which is on his belt just in case he needed to protect himself.

Achelias would still feel a bit uncomfortable in this situation and of simply looked around for someone not already having a conversation and would say "hey there friend, what's your name? My name is Achelias"in a friendly tone of voice trying to introduce himself first.
 
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(E) Zaun would tighten his grip around her, steadying her. "I understand friend" He would say, keeping it short. He was beginning to get a strange feeling in his stomach, he didn't know what the cause was, but his warrior instinct was almost never wrong, something felt off, he watched her quickly and sharpened his senses around him, trying to figure out what might be ticking it off.
 
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(E) Sertse now rested back a top of him and sighed heavily on the top of his head. Her chest and head resting just atop of him. "G'night." She mumbled in her thick and heavy accent, that of the Anima language. She went back to trying to take a nap for she believed and trusted Zaun to uphold his standards of the USSR and it's people.

(W) Achelias approached a young man who looked to be in between the ages of 20-25. Though, he looked out of place and rather . . . odd looking. Not in his physical appearance but more so as if he was awkward, he didn't really talk to anybody and he didn't have a buddy of any kind either. He glanced, in a stale sort of way and didn't even bother to blink as he picked up his hand with a wave. "Hello." He said, the voice stale as well. A tenor he sounded.
 
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(E) Zaun would have smiled, exhaling with relief that nothing had happened and would have reached up, petting her softly behind the ear. He would have relaxed a bit, lowering his defences and sharpened senses. It seemed his new friend was a bit risky, but it would be fine to be so, he is the great shield after all, nothing can stop him in the defence of those he cares for.
 
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(W) Achelias would of said "what's your name? I don't really have many to talk to and having friends is always good to have in is kind of situations." He would offer his right hand to shake, hoping he would be kind enough to do it considering how awkward his body language. He would be smiling but it couldn't be seen due to the gas mask. He wanted to be friendly so this awkward person wouldn't be too freaked out.
 
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(W) The man reached to shake his hand, in a stale like nature and the clockwork nod of his head. "Thomas." He said, returning his glance back at the head of the group. Not at all willing to make any kind of conversation other than that really, maybe he just didn't hear all that was said to him? Even if that was the case, he was acting very . . . alien like. Though he looked to be just like everybody else, armored as well with a sword at his side. The colors of purple and blue.
 
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(W) "Well Thomas its a pleasure to meet you. What brings you here today on this mission?" Achelias would of said. He would of found this man a bit strange and would want to figure out more about him. He would of quickly followed up with a question "Also tell mer a bit about yourself friend. What hobbies do you have? What did you do before his mission?" In a friendly tone of voice trying to figure out what kind of person Thomas is.
 
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(W) "I don't affiliate myself with others." Was his only response, and thus- sped up to get back up and ahead of the group. Closer to the others and away from Achelias. The evasive behavior made it seem like he was avoiding Achelias for whatever reasoning it might be, perhaps he didn't like the kind that Achelias was disputed to be? Or perhaps he knew Achelias? Either way . . . he had no part in this conversation.

Hours passed as the group got into the thick of the forest with no sign of the field that they came in from. Following up a large hill that inclined more and more, progress began to slow down and thus- both groups had the opportunity to view what was a beautiful sight . . . that or in horror. The city state was massive in size and imprisoned in large multiple story walls that made a circular perimeter around the city-state. Behind the walls would have been seen small homes and even ruined farm-lands too. Most of which covered in mold and mushrooms though. The general color was green, grey and black. Though, inside was hard to see when a massive stone wall protected the interior and locked what was inside, well, inside.

The Advent went East . . .

And the Revenant went West . . .

All people seemed wide awake and alert . . . except of course, the snoring Sertse
 
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(E) Zaun would take a moment to enjoy this sight, truly one of the rare ones among all the sights he has seen, who else gets an opprotunity to do something like this? As a strict believer of the Revenant he felt blessed to be able to work and enjoy himself. But he realized this was his last chance to relax. Tightening the strap on his shield he would have begun walking, Like a poisonous flower, the view might be breath taking, but what lies within will be more than deadly...He would have gently nudged her shoulder. "We are getting close young one, do you wish to see the sights?" He would say, his accent much thicker than hers.
 
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(W) Achelias would of let the guy walk forward and think that he was rude. Although he won't make conflict about it as he now is gazing upon the city state in awe. He thought the city looked beautiful from the point they were at and would even whisper "wow" from seeing e site. He would of moved a bit faster closer to the head of the group but kept his eyes on the city. He would however be extra careful to not bump into anyone.
 
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