a tiny snack (open to anyone!)

Jor smiled softly at Shelley's comment. "Yes, I know how it looks. But I assure you. It is very effective as a weapon." Then she heard Ivy's offer and turned to her, eyes wide. "Really? You'd let me stay here? Truly?" The part that was attracted to the angel urged her to agree. "Thank you! Really, thank you so much!" She noted what Ivy said about Diana-sama and made sure she'd stick to it when making the blade. Jor was all for following everyone to the Booze Box. Time was best spent with company after all. Fabienne asked her what he had done to deserve the dagger. "Well, you're my friend, aren't you? And you did say I was fascinating and not a monster. So that's enough. But moreover, if it wasn't for everyone, I'd never get to see the Codex and have a chance to learn about my kin's fate." Here the same odd eyes, that were not Jor's and were filled with hate, flashed briefly but disappeared as she smiled again. "So, I think you've done plenty to deserve a show of friendship, Fabienne."

"Okay." Donna Diana poked Sprix with her Finger - and with a funny `PWEEEEET!´-Sound he shrinked back to his normal Size. And then she looked at him: "And where exactly do You want to ride, hm?"

http://abload.de/img/donnadianaandsprixohokr.jpg
(Nightshift is great - and Ballpens, too)

"Of Course You can - why taking a Room far away from the Forgery, when You want to work there?" Ivy asked back.
Fabienne looked a Jor: "Then... I am happy I could be of any Help. Sometimes I´m pretty clumsy - or just in the Way, You know..."
Then Ivy said: "Please wait - I will change in some other Clothes, okay?"
"Oh - this is not necessary..." Bron replied. After a few Minutes Ivy came back in her typical Jeans Garderobe - the Reason at Home she was called `the Blue Jeans Angel´. And she gave Fabienne a little Scabbard: "Here - I think it fits to Your Dagger. Be careful, this Thing probably is as sharp as broken Glass..."
"Hey - what is with mine?" Shelley asked and Ivy grumbled: "Yours doesn´t even have a Hilt - like mine, remember?"
Then they went back to the Booze Box - up to the Main Hall - on the other Side, downstairs and there they were, wondering about this much People this Evening... And as they went in, there was... nothing wrong. So Vortrigan did well this Time.
"What is this? No Arrows and Daggers in the Walls, no burning Chairs, no broken Mugs on the Floor? You sick?" Ivy asked the Elven Boy and he smiled: "I promised Shelley, I will be a good Boy this Time!"

Jor was left speechless at the generosity everyone here displayed. "I don't know what to say. Thank you!" As Ivy left to change clothes and come back, Jor noticed her blue jeans and was reminded of a song she knew. She began to sing softly. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-gAitqMG_Co) Then they went to the Booze Box and found it still standing, much to the surprise of all there. As Voltrigan replied her had promised Shelley to be good, Jor giggled as a thought struck her. Leaning over to whisper in Shelley's ear, she said "Hey, hey, do you think it was because he promised you or was he trying to make a good first impression?" She then winked at Shelley.

sprix thought for a moment
"anywhere is fine with me."

"Life can be over very soon - so You have to use any Time given, to be the Way You really want to be seen." Ivy explained: "And I think being gentle and generous isn´t the worst Way to be..."
"Theheee, Vortrigan always wants to make a good first Impression - and most of the Time it works quite well. And then some Times a silly Idea appears - or more of them and he goes haywire!" Shelley smiled - and Ivy said: "And now guess, if this maybe could remind me of someone, hm?"
Volg manoeuvered his FlyBoard to the Bar, where it landed in the relative Safety near the Entrance to the `small´ Tavern, where some other Abkhani, Tomthumbs and Neeras were still watching the `Hugies´ around here. And when Fabienne decided to get himself a Barstool... Vortrigan saw him: "My - You almost looked like a Girl at the first Glance! Aren´t You a sweet one!"
Totally struck by Surprise Fabienne looked at this strange Guy with his dark red Eyes, thinking: `What´s up with this one? He himself looks pretty... `pretty´, I think!´
Vortrigan looked Fabienne right in the Eyes, asking with a broad Smile: "Say... are You able to play some Instrument? Or can You even sing?"
"HEY! Don´t You even dare to scare the Heck out of sweet Fabienne, okay?" Shelley whacked Vortrigan with a wooden cooking Spoon - and the Elf laughed; "Hohooo, no - You see, I still want to start a Band!"
"Then do it another Way! This Way the poor Guy could think You are gay!" Shelley grumbled at Vortrigan, who still smiled: "Well, as You surely already know - I am not. But this doesn´t mean, he isn´t worth some Hugs, hehe..."

"As You wish!" Donna Diana fetched the Neera Boy off the pillow and dit put him gently between her pale rosy Breasts: "There You are. Enjoy the View..."
Then Donna Diana jumped out of the Tower Windows - and began to fly over the nocturnal Forests - enjoying the cool Wind, the dampened Colours and the fast moving Clouds. Sprix could still see everything - like the Black Manor, standing there like a dark, spiked Mountain in the Woods - far away the Lights of the Motamos and the dark glowing Part of the Sky, where Negav, this monstrous City must be...

sprix watched the view in awe

"Gentle and generous?" Jor said, a note of envy in her voice. She had forgotten what that was like a while ago and only recently had she rediscovered it. She listened to Shelley and giggled "Well, it certainly seems to be working. I mean, look at poor Fabienne. He's so confused."

"Harhar... Flying through the Night is wonderful. The Air is fresh and cool, anything disturbing is gone by Night - then I am really free..." Donna Diana said. So Sprix realized, she was right - despite how hard she tried to get rid if the Darkness - something will remain forever. And perhaps sometimes... this can be a good Thing as well.

But these Cases were rare.

Meanwhile Shelley and Vortrigan were stuck in a joyful Struggle how to approach shy Fabienne, when Ivy mentioned: "Sounds pretty high staked, hm? But being like all the other People - doesn´t make You stand out. Even being an evil, destructive Being wouldn´t do - there are too many, because it´s too easy. And You can believe me - something like an original Stain of Sin exists - it taints the Souls for Generations of Reincarnations to come. But being a `good Guy´ is very rare -. so these few Individuals will be remembered of for a long Time to come. And to them the Power of the UNIMIND works as well - in a good Way." Ivy explained. Of Course - someone like her could see tainted Souls. Then Ivy pointed at Vortrigan, still distrustingly observed by Fabienne: "Look at him - despite his Birth Stain he really is a good Guy - okay, he tends to be chaotic, but he really is a nice one."

sprix smiled, enjoying the cool breeze against his face

Donna Diana flew over some old overgrown Ruins of Farm Buildings: "See this? Sometimes there are Smugglers, or even worse - like some Bandits. Makes much Fun to freak them out, haha..."
Landing and squatting on the Top of an old Chimney Donna Diana could easily have been mistaken for a full fledged Demon with her Wings - from some Distance. But even closer a lonely Traveler, not expecting someone like her. would think twice about approaching a shadowy Being, whose Eyes looked like boiling Mercury in the Dark. The former Vampiress was in a formidable Mood, so she summoned her Sword: "Come forth, Raven Blade!"
And so her monstrous Demon Sword appeared in her left Hand. Forged out of Velenite, this mighty Blade was almost as black as Vulcan Glass. Simple in Shape this nearly 180 cm long Weapon was finely and highly engraved with disturbing Seals and Symbols. Donna Diana looked at her old, stalwart Blade with her glowing Eyes and a broad Smile: "Yes... That´s more like it! Never go underdressed on a Stroll at Midnight!"

As Ivy mentioned something to her about high stakes, Jor stared at her. Then Ivy went on to explain how it was better to be a good person rather than a destructive one. This would produce an odd reaction within Jor. A single dark red tear rolled down her cheek. More would follow as she said "I should be a good person? You think I don't know that? I try. I've tried so hard. But every night, I hear the voices of my dead kin screaming for vengeance." Her shoulders shook slightly as Jor was racked with sobs. "What do I do ? I don 't know what to do."

"Thus is Your Journey. I am an Angel - I am not judging. We originally were meant to teach about Love, Tolerance and Peace. So I only can tell You about my Experience - and Things I would do. Showing You Ways... which one You will take - depends on You." Ivy said.
"Personal Losses at a Scale unthinkable of sure are cruel - Injustice, too. But You have to understand - nothing You will do, can bring back the ones taken from us. Searching the ones responsible is perhaps a Solution - but doing nothing else will make You hard and cold. And maybe You will end up killing uninvolved People out of bitter Rage - with some others left behind, then searching for Revenge themselves. So this will go on forever. And a Life full of bitter Thoughts - is wasted. No Relatives could wish something like that for their loved ones."
"On the other Hand - if You live a flexible Life, many Options will unfold - and so one Day You can happen to stand right in Front of those You search for." Shelley nodded. Then she thought about it: "Well, uhhm... I hope You know their Faces. And You´ll show them to us! I think I have some verrry ugly Ideas for them!"
"You have?" Farn asked and the Snow Fairy rose her Finger again - grabbed one of her tiny, weird looking Amulets - and rubbed it between her Hands. And as it got warm - it growed out to be a big, heavy LeMat-Revolver. Juggling this Gun in her right Hand like a Pro and looking surprisingly sinister, she said: "Ohh, yes - You can believe me - even I can get pretty mad!"
"I believe anything You say!" Farn replied. So this... is a real Gun. His big Girl was really full of Surprises, it seemed. And Ivy looked at this Thing, mentioning laconically: "Good Thing You didn´t warm up this damn Bazooka - because last Time..."
"...YOU were the one messing up Your Tavern!" Vortrigan smiled.

"A flexible life?" Jor asked questioningly, searching Ivy's face for an answer. She closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. "Very well. I will try." Then she heard Shelley's comment and giggled, opening her eyes. "Alright , I'll make sure to invite you when I find them." For now, the darkness would recede to the depths of her soul. Though it would be noticeable that she was sticking closer to the angel and fairy now than before.

"Hey, Ivy!" Shelley nudged the Angel.
"Yes?"
"Sooo... Teaching about Love, Tolerance and Stuff?" the Snow Fairy asked with a skew Smile.
"Uhhm... Yes - is something wrong with that?" Ivy frowned - and Shelley smiled even more: "So... Bron likes You very much - and You seem to like him, yes?"
Ivy blushed: "Yes... he likes me... despite I am this... brawny. I think this is not very - uhhm... feminine. But he likes this..."
"Hohooo... You know, he likes much more than that!" Shelley replied and Bron nodded: "Oh yes - You´re one Dynamite Girl, I swear!"
"And he trusts You - so are You going to show him the `new Trick´, Donna Diana gave to You? You wanted to `rerconsider´ it, remember?" the Snow Fairy asked - and Ivy was baffled: "You told him about that?"
"Aw, c´mon - we all know about `that´! And Farn loves this, too!" Shelley smiled. And then... she leaned onto the Bar Desk with her Elbows and said: "Okay: What´s now coming is Age-21-and-over-Stuff, Palz - like those Guys in the Circus and their Lions, theheee..."  
Then she opened her stretchy Mouth wide with the biggest Smile - and anyone at the Bar got Eyes like Wall Plates, as Farn smiled, put his small Hands on her Cheeks - and then he stuck his Head deep into her elegant and smooth looking Throat: "Oh, yes... I do so love to see all this..."
Ivy´s Face was as red as a Tomato now - and Fabienne said, obviously fascinated: "This is, what I meant about a certain Philosophy... about trusting each other."
"I understand..." Volg said: "After all, Shelley is a Fairy, right?"
"Yeah - I´n a giiig, nachky Chairy, haha!" Shelley tried to say and Farn mentioned, still with his Head in her Maw: "Man, this feels... unbelievable!"

sprix smiled
"hey, maybe when we get back to the manor, i could get a sword?"

The black winged Vampiress looked down to her `Passenger´, smiling: "Well, well... what do You have in Mind? My Abkhani Friends have a complete Battle Group up in `Rooftown´ - so getting a Sword would be no Problem - but Abkhani are pretty big - perhaps a little more than double Your Size..."
Then Donna Diana´s well-shaped little Fist knocked on her Head: "Silly me - if I can let a Crusader shrink - shrinking a Sword is Child´s Play! So here´s the Deal..."
The Sorceress whispered to Spric: "When we get back we will go down into the Vaults - there is a big Room full of Blades. Okay, we have some Rooms full of Rats, some full of bad Elvis Imitators, some full of Piranhas, some full of Skeletons - which originally were Guys that failed sneaking through the Piranha Rooms - whatever... This Room full of Blades however belongs to Ivy - it´s her - don´t know - Sword Collection. I think there we will find a Blade for You. Okay?"
But Donna Diana wasn´t finished yet: "And after we did that - we will go in the Tavern - where You can show off a bit - sounds good, hm?"
She was in a really good Mood and smiled: "After all - I wish a Gentleman in full Regalia at my Side, when I approach there, harhar..."

sprix smiled
"sounds like a plan."

Donna Diana smiled with Joy: "Yeah, I think so, too! Then let us return - and have a good Look into Ivy´s Room of Swords..."
So she flew home, saying: "I also think You will meet many interersting Guys there - even some in Your Size."

Meanwhile Craven was done with her meditative Excursion through the moss-green tiled Depths of the Hot Spring - even her freshly cleaned Clothes were ready. Nevertheless, they let her look pretty spooky. Her glossy, dark brown Jumpsuit, made out of thin but stretchy Snakefish Leather made Craven look as if she has been bathed in Tar - and her stone grey, fringed Cloak wrapped her like this special Kind of Spider Web You can only find in the Corners of an old dusty Cellar...

http://abload.de/img/craventhezolemgirl90psr.jpg

Wandering through all the Halls and Corridors of the Black Manor was also quiet - at this Time most of the Guests were in their Rooms - or in the Tavern. Something to drink would be good - so Craven decided to look in there. Unarmed despite her `lucky Charm´, a small Piece of a Flail, hanging at her Belt, she opened the Door - and was a little surprised. There must have been sonething interesting going on at the Bar - so no one noticed the little Person with her puppet-like Face entering the Room.
Good - Craven knew, how she looked like - but anyone looking at her without saying or even asking something can be... annoying.

Jor moved in and nudged the angel as well, just as Shelley did so. "Don't you want to show him how much you like him? Hmm?" Then Shelley proceeded to talk about Ivy's new trick and open her mouth wide, while Farn stuck his head into her mouth. Jor didn't react with the surprise the others displayed however. She was quite used to this. She had even done it herself a few times, when she had found scouts of the enemy. Still though, she was impressed by the level of trust between the two if Farn would willingly stick his head in her mouth. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw someone enter the room. However, she was too busy and preoccupied with the scene in front of her to address the newcomer.

we return to the manor

With a funny `PLOP!´-Sound Farn´s Head reappeared - and Shelley smiled: "Next Time we´ll show You the Next-Level-Stuff!"
"And... what is that, if I may ask?" Fabienne wanted to know and Shelley looked at him proudly with her Fists at her Waists: "That is me - swallowing him, theheee!"
Now even the big Eyes were getting bigger - and the young Seal looked at her: "Really?"
"Of Course - Farn loves me from the Inside, too, haha... I´m not kidding someone as cute as You are!" she nodded, as someone else said: "That is exactly his Problem - he doesn´t only look cute - he actually IS cute."
And there she was - only a few cm bigger than Fabienne - but it was obvious, she would not be that cute. Vortrigan on his Barstool however got interested on the Spot, looking at her: "Well - I have to say, You are pretty sweet Yourself!"
"You think?" the yet unknown Person looked at the Musician with her astonishingly big and clear, brown Eyes. Then - a faint Smile moved her Pout.
"Why yes - Let me ask You something - You don´t play any Instruments, do You? You seem to be an Organ-Type - or Spinet or even Harpsichord..."
"I could play with Your Organs instead - how would You like that?" she asked back.  
"Mastress Craven?!" Fabienne looked at the Girl - and she flipped his Forehead with her left Index Finger: "Still too slow. But You seem to have managed gathering some interesting Guys around You. Good - I think I like this one for me."
Vortrigan was totally baffled by this cold sounding Reply - but then she leaned herself tight and heavy at him with a little Smile: "Playing with Your `Organs´ could be Fun."
Carula and the other Tinies looked at her in Awe: "So... YOU are the Titan Hunter?"
The small Girl observed her - obviously an interesting Bunch - pretty big. The one-eyed Woman with her Arbalest on the Back and the Khukries looked... still impressive. So Craven replied: "Well - comparing to You even I am a Titan... But this is right - many People call me that."

So - out of a dark Cloud of Mist Donna Diana appeared in a vast and vaulted Hall with Sword Stands at the Walls - and indeed - any Sword imaginable was shown there. So she wandered along the Walls and said: "And now, my small Friend - have a good Look - You eventually could miss something You´ll never find once more..."

(ok can you recommend a sword, because i have no idea where to start with this.(preferably a sword that can shoot a wave of energy or something when you swing it.))

(?? What is that - You want a Beam Weapon - or a Sword?)

(something that is both.)

(or that can act as both)