Lord's Rest Inn

*Dang it, I gotta go for a bit. I'll be back.*

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 This is an entity known as The Beast, which is a simple name for an incredible creature. It is sapient, and strangely nonviolent despite being an embodiment of evil. Its motives are unknown, but it seems to appear around major tragedies and desperate times. Whether it's drawn to them or it causes them is ambiguous.

It coughs and stands up. It hacks up some expensive-looking toys, all brand new. Then it chuckles. "Well, well... hunters. You remind me of mortalkind. If you are going to kill me, you might as well save us the time and do it quickly." It stretches and yawns, looking very doglike in the process. "It's not going to matter in the long run."

 One of the pups charge, yelling in common. “YOU WILL BE DINNER!!!” He trips up on a branch and rolls to a stop at The Beast’s paw. Two other pups run out of their hiding spots. One yells, “Fenrir, you idiot,” while the other silently says to The Beast, “I’m sorry for his behavior.”

Sylvan comes out of his hiding spot with spear in hand. “I agree. Fenrir, the point of a surround ambush is that he doesn’t know where we are. Even if they say they know where we are, stay hidden in case they are pretending.” He turns to The Beast and bows. “I apologize for the children. I’ve only taken them on a few hunts as of now. And we’ve never met a benevolent being of their power before on one.”

 "Some things never change." It laughs. "I was a father once, so I know how kids can be sometimes. All is forgiven." It lays back down. "I don't imagine I was very good prey, and for that I am sorry."

 “Oh, I am not their father. I am caring for them as they are the children of Frella.” The Beast recognizes that as the name of the Wolf Mother. The Goddess of the Hunt and Souls. “But thank you for forgiving us.” One of the pups, the on that scolded Fenrir, speaks up. “And I’m sure, in a fight, you could hold your own.”

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*Dang it, I gotta go for a bit. I'll be back.*

 *Have fun*

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*Hey Wendy, wanna roleplay?*

 *Yes!*

*alrighty!*

Mother misery is taking a break from being a doctor, having just cured someone of a broken arm. Her left harm, despite being completely covered by her sleeve and glove, is hideously mangled. She is sitting at a table, a cup of tea in front of her, despite the fact she doesn’t seem to eat or drink.

Vanilla is outside, making a snowman. It’s made out of sugar, with chocolate eyes and a candy corn nose.

 She suddenly smells the air getting sweeter, floral fragrance filling the air despite it being a time for plants to hide or die. She hears a raspy voice in her ear "I thought I smelled another creature of my kind here .."

 *is this for Mother Misery or Vanilla?*

 *mother.*

 Mother Misery looks around, to try and find the source of the voice. “And what would your… kind be?”

 "Fey, Fae, Fay, whatever name the humanoids are using nowadays." It said. 

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*Anyway,*

Felix is making cubed spaghetti and deep-frying it with tempura batter.

The Neighbor is standing in a dark corner of the tavern, grinning in the half-light. (He basically looks like an analogue horror monster when he's not in bright light.)

The Magus is putting on quite the performance, calling down a solar flare, capturing it, and using it to light a bonfire.

The Beast is sleeping in the woods, its belly swollen with Christmas toys it ate off the shelves in an attempt to make parents desperate enough to fight over the remaining stock.

 Ichigo watches him, kinda like a dog watching someone cook. 

The Neighbor hears a voice in its head, it's old and raspy. "You.. smell of.. the dark.."

 Felix puts a couple cubes on a plate and squirts some green sauce on it from a big clear bottle, like the kind they use in food trucks. He offers the plate to Ichigo. "The primary substance is basically carbs and fat, but the sauce adds some much-needed nutritional value."

It doesn't move or respond audibly, but instead sends a telepathic message back. "It goes deeper than smell, friend, but I get the impression that you already know that."

 Ichigo nods and pulls off the faceplate to his armor. Millions of bugs of different kinds swarm about underneath, giving the basic shape of what a humanoid might look like except for any facial features and such. The bugs crawl out, taking bits of the food and going into the armor again to feed their brethren and families. "They.. enjoy it.. very much and say... Thank you." 

"Yes.." it says "I would like to meet but..  I cannot move at the moment less the traps go off. I am in the forest.. deep deep within." They voice says. 

*rp? I’ve focused all my energy on cosmo so I have no chars here run sry*