closed; where it all went wrong

[arcanepower]

Who: Belthazar (arcanepower) and Gilgamesh (babbylon)
When: Backdated to between 5/10-5/15
Where: Gresser
What: Belth accidentally finds a purveyor of pornography while trying to better the world.
Rating: G for Gilgamesh??? No, wait. Probably make that PG-13.

[Belthazar is honestly not very good with investigating. It's not that he can't put two and two together, but he's actually quite terrible in social situations. On the one hand, this gets him some extra money, since he ends up helping out one of the shopkeepers for a day, and he hears a lot of gossip. On the other, this doesn't actually physically bring him any closer to finding out where the cows are. The next morning, he sets further out into the forests of Gresser.

What he does know is that he is forging out into the wilderness with nothing but his staff and a whole lot of angry wildlife. Fireballs tend to keep most of them away, for now, but he's still half-expecting to run into a dragon. If he does, he has a plan... and that is to run away very, very fast. It's served him well before.

Ironically, his Carrier is a dragon, just a baby one. The little spiky lizard hides in the (modified) hood of his uniform, snorting and snoring away, while Belthazar picks his way through the broken branches.]

Ferdinand! Charlene! Yvonne!

[Calling their names helps to find them, right...?

And then he sees one-- how now brown cow, standing in a clearing, munching on some leaves. Belthazar startles into a run and trips but keeps going, which of course makes the cow look up nervously.]

Fear not, I am here to save you!

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[babbylon]

[Something approaches.

It is part beast, part otherwise. It travels fast, not on hooves, but what seems to be the sound of heavy paws, followed by the occasional screech. An eagle, maybe, or some other form of raptor. Someone whoops along with it, baiting the animals that attempt to attack them without fear, without concern. They fend them all off with a confident swing of a sword, a bold, daring grin, before emerging from the brush and into said clearing.

And so the first Belthazar will see of Gilgamesh is a powerful man in sharp, snazzy clothes, mounting and posturing atop griffin. That's one way to make an entrance.]

Save whom, exactly?

[...and the first he'll hear him speak, he's mouthing off. The cow looks a little nervous now in the presence of a predator, but Gilgamesh pays it no mind, focusing on the elf instead. He paces a wide circle around, studying his features. Those ears, in particular, which give him away for who and what he is.]

Ah, you must be his little pupil. I see, I see.