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[diabolique]

WHO: Wei Wuxian + other brave adventurers!
WHEN: Arrival and shortly thereafter
WHAT: Arrival + monster hunt
WHERE: Gazin + Vasari Forest
WARNINGS: to be added as needed

AROUNDTOWN.

Wei Wuxian’s arrival was nothing spectacular. In fact, he arrived injured and spent several days recuperating from his injury. Once the wound is on the mend, it’s only a matter of time before Wei Wuxian is back to his usual self. He would’ve been back on the streets exploring sooner if not for the stern insistence of his companion (who happened to be the one who stitched up and bandaged his injury). Amazing what a good bit of needlework and some bandages can do for one’s disposition.

So, he takes to the streets of Gazin, trying to find other familiar faces from his world. Anything familiar would be nice. The town is filled with people wearing clothing he doesn’t recognize. Some give him sidelong glances as he passes by as if he is the oddity in his dark robes. Even the architecture is different. There’s one thing that’s familiar though: a tavern. Wei Wuxian ducks inside the place, still feeling a little weak. Since he’s penniless, he’ll have to rely on his charm to get a bite to eat and a pot of wine to drink.

NIGHTHUNT.

The new friends he made at the tavern were certainly forthcoming with information. They tell him of places with fantastic creatures and mysterious happenings. While Roselake sounds like the work of some spell, the adventure of the Vasari Forest to the South piques his interest more. Besides, cultivators are supposed to banish monsters and exorcise spirits.

It probably isn’t the best idea. Though he’s armed with his sword, Suibian, and Lan Zhan at his side, he’s still recovering from being stabbed. And, as a cultivator with such a weak golden core, he’s not sure how effectively he can manipulate the spiritual weapon to do his bidding. His martial sword skills aren’t so bad, though. Hopefully, they’ll be enough. It’s too late to turn back now. In the distance, he hears a commotion and rushes in to join the fray.

The monster doesn’t surprise him in the least. After all, cultivators deal in monsters and spirits every day. He isn’t sure which, if any, of his tricks might work in this place against an unfamiliar beast. There’s enough action going on around him that he’s able to slice a finger on his blade and quickly draw the characters of the evil attraction flag on his dark clothes. It’s hard to see the stained blood on black robes, but it doesn’t have to be seen to be effective in luring a thing with resentful energy. If it works, his new companions now have human bait with which to direct the creature.

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[jiangzaid]

He smiles at Xingchen, giving his arm a brief squeeze before launching himself after the beast- aiming to attack from the other side as Xingchen. And for his part, Jiangzai is carefully aimed away from the other cultivators. Should any of their blades slip in his direction though, he'll roll his eyes and ignore the stabs.

Just another night hunt.

Another day in the life of Xue Yang.