...Why do I have so much gold all of the sudden? Do I want to know what I've been doing the past few days?

There was a virus wasn't there? First time I've actually been struck by one and it's proven useful oddly enough. Still I'm vaguely fearful of what I did to get all of this.

...I've sunk to a new low. I'm selling pieces of my body for money. Has Rojave and Alleoon really forced me into this? Selling myself to avoid being murdered? Being hung has more honor than being bartered off for money, but I cannot leave father, he needs me. The old flea bag. I am all he has. He is all I have.

We will leave the legion, we will find some sense of life. I can only hope I do not get caught before I can accumulate what gold I need.


((What if virus is in affect, Benny will not know anyone who responds and doesn't know people can read this. So surprise on your sides.))

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I think I will kill whoever made this. Kill them horribly. I hope they do not mind missing their spleen. I'm not shy about pulling it out, healing them and pulling it out again at tedium. I had almost forgotten how insane fanart could be, I didn't expect this Richard? Elf I could get if I were drunk, but Richard? Aughhh.




((Original fanart found here: http://iloverichard.deviantart.com/art/Ah-dang-it-Cale-93354630))

[*Shaky breathing can be heard as well as tears.*] We're too late... Everyone- they're dead. Nothing but bones and armor. All of them.


Father... [*Voice shakes at that word as she tries to pull it together, not getting far even with the deep breath she takes. She sniffling as she mumbles to herself lowly. The sound of static not making the sound of her voice any clearer*] We- We shouldn't have wasted so much time, now they're all gone.


Old cow... I- I'm sorry.


[*Her com clicks off and the post ends there with the sound of the usually unshakeable Benny crying.*]

Good to almost be home again, seeing familiar territory is vaguely soothing. Though some of the burned out plants and paths is making me a little wary. Hopefully the invading forces haven't pushed too far into my clans town. I doubt it'd end well knowing our kind of luck.

I decided to at least look around the community since I can't sleep, nerves are oddly now getting to me as we get closer. I'm hoping Richards delays haven't left us in a tight spot in this war, we're already out numbered so I don't think we need any help in making this worse.

We'll find out ether tomorrow or the next day. For now I'm going to see if I can sleep. Walking without sleep won't do me much good.

Remind me not to sign up for war again. Even if we ended up with the easier end of the deal, finding back up, I'm still not fond of how long this is taking. True it naturally takes awhile to get from one cost to the next, but usually not this long.

Richard is making this journey last longer than I'd have liked with all these stops. We've got our reinforcements, why pick up celebratory singers when we haven't won or even arrived there yet? It feels like he's stalling. I already don't trust him, so this isn't making nights at camp any more comfortable.

Only good thing to happen during this trip was when I got my boots. Even if they're a little large they made walking easier. I can certainly understand why the elf and Pella wear them now. Hopefully they'll last me awhile before I have to get rid them.

Thanks again hotshot. I owe you a visit sometime~

She hated to admit, but she- did miss Indy over the month or more. Benny was stubborn enough to invite him over to their campfire in a roundabout way, which probably earned that smirk of his. Thinking of it made her shake her head with a small sound, she picking up her staff and standing fully. Her group thankfully seemed to get the hint to back off, they sitting a little closer to the fire as she left to go retrieve the explorer, hoping he'd avoid being maimed over the course of this little visit.

Well at least they'd get drunk over the course of the visit, that always brightens the mood.

Benny took that thought to heart, changing her appearance when she emerged through the portal on the school ground. The drunk students blinking blearily in surprise when a woman appeared, a few dropping their bottles in surprise. Other just drinking again, deciding it was better not to think about it.

It didn't take long for her to find his room, sparing him a knock before entering the room.

"You ready big guy? Or will you try to attempt to grade those papers?"

I hate collgeim students. Especially of the male variety.

If you somehow make a spell that requires me to wear less then I usually do, there is something wrong with you.

Beh, men.

It's almost nice to be home again. Almost. If not for the whole 'Hey everything's been demolished and half of my tribe has been killed' thing.

For now we're rebuilding the city after the attack of the Sisters along with the elementals and trolls. Heh and here I never would fight other holy women again thanks to our current adventure. I expected more soldiers honestly, maybe another giant, not other holy women.

They did cause us one problem before we had a chance to get rid of all of them. They banished Richard, our powerhouse of a warlock to another plane of existence. I can't summon him back, they're main spell was too powerful for me to compete with, he'll have to figure it out on his own or we'll need to find a mage. Oh the joy that'll be.

Once again proving relaxing moments even if it was running across the legion to the north do not last long.

[Mic crackles to life, sound of Benny's uneven breathing becomes evident before she speaks.]

Indy, you, me, drink.

Now.

[Instead of sounding confident or demanding like she wanted, all Benny ends up sounding like is drained, voice rasping in places.]

[A sigh can be heard when she figures that out, sounds of her running a hand through her messy hair can be heard as well]

..Please? I need to get away for awhile. [Murmurer this softly, losing whatever edge she had slowly. Tiredness pretty evident compared to what she wanted.]




((Yes this is me moving the plot along, hopefully that's okay Moony, if not I will delete the entry an save it for a later date.))

And once again I get to use this icon. Great. Just great.

We're going to attack a fortress tonight, from the looks of it the legion has bought up several towns in the area an has turned all of them into some kind of massive fortress, barracks, training grounds you name it they have it. We probably won't leave much of a dent, but if we manage to disable them a little we can start to break down some of Legra's handy work.

I doubt this will be an easy task, they out number us more then the trolls we faced last time we had to fight an army. They were easily tricked, but I doubt we can do much of the same while on the legions home field. They have the advantage of having disposable troops while there is only five of us in total. Two who are magic users, a battling bard, a philosopher with a large hammer and our apparent leader.

Again I get to state, we're doomed. Cale's plan better work.

I don't know why the elf thought this was a good idea. By far its one of his stupidest. And that is saying something with his usual love of protecting the innocent an weak.

Taking on the whole legion on our own? Just the five us? Against armies upon armies of trained men? Guh. We're doomed.

If he gets us killed I'm going to maim that blond girly elf. He will bleed from horrible places.

And once again we're on the move, on a ship. I'll probably need to find a large supply of ropes in a few days. Otherwise Cow will panic from the swaying of the ship, he's never been fond of the sea. For a member of a Bloodrage Clan he is far from a ruthless warrior, no matter how many dragons he tackles. At least he won't be pick pocketed this time, finally we can find a ship that isn't run by pirates. Well, at least Richard will not need to help them fall down some stairs.

Our intention is to investigate something Cale has a hunch on, even if he is far from his gloomy depressed state I'm still wary heading back into Legara's realm. I owe the man himself much money, if he finds me I am a dead woman. Or I'll be cast into slavery which ever he finds fit.

Hopefully whatever elf boy's intentions are it will not lead us into any sort of spotlight. We've killed enough of the legion's men to be considered enemies.

For now, I'll go about finding enough rope to tie my father down, hopefully the money we've earned will be plenty to keep a 7'8 bull tied to the deck of a ship.

Well that certainly proved to a good evening, even with the bar fight and odd tasting beer it was pretty nice. The drinks were a little sourer then I expected, but hey its better then some of what I'd had to drink before. A lot cleaner to boot, no random floating fragments.

That and the bar fight was entertaining, I didn't expect professors could actually over turn a few tables or be as irritatingly loud as they were. You usually think collegium professors are astute or quiet, that wasn't the case though. I managed to use a shield at least twice without anyone noticing thanks to the chaos.

All in all, it was a good outing. Even if I had to wear Indy's jacket. Tsh, my shirt isn't that bad.

Some days Benny was thankful for her magic, others she wishes she had just been an actual Nun instead of a wandering priestess traveling with a group of insane people. Today was a mix of both, though the thought of drinking improved the darker side of it. Benny 'Hmmm'ing over the illusion she cast over herself, eying the more human skin tone that appeared over her usual green skin and her dirty brown hair. Other then that she remained untouched, green eyes warily looking over the illusion for any flaws, barely there shirt and odd clothes pretty well intact.

She gave a vague shrug, giving a stretch and moving away from the mirror and moving towards the exit of the ladies room of Marshall College where her new drinking buddy worked. Benny had to amusedly wonder how long he would when people figured out she came for him.

She stepped out walking down the hallway easily, ignoring glances, widened eyes and people slamming into things comically, she mentally listing off the cliches as she found Indy's Office, giving a easy knock.

"Hopefully you've finished whatever paper work you might have. Because ether way I'm dragging you out to get drunk." She stated simply through the door opening it without giving the explorer a chance to really reply.

I never thought I would see the day where Richard would save helpless villagers. But I have, I'm almost certain the sky turned green at one point at the fact he's defied everything he's ever been defined as.

Though he proved to be perfectly fine even with both acts of kindness under his belt. Almost killing Cale with a shark proved that nicely enough. Though Cale will probably have scale imprints on himself for a few days.

All in all, it was an odd job. One where Richard proved he has some goodness in his undead heart, the smallest fraction that probably will be covered by once again by the slaughter of innocents.

And the list of 'What is species is she?' has went up by one today. The last few guesses were already moronic in their own special way, but today it has been upped.

Green Panda. That's what he guessed.

Certainly proves 'Awesome X' doesn't know what the hell a Panda looks like. I'd prefer to be an Orc over a panda.

I vaguely wonder how exactly Richard can get drunk when he's been dead for so long. You'd think he'd need a beating heart for the alcohol to affect him and a working blood stream.

But with the undead its best to leave questions unanswered. Specially when it involves Richard. He's an enigma wrapped in mystery. Now with extra baby flavoring.

I...I hate frogs. Hate them. And Richard, but thats besides the point.

Cale you have thirty minutes before I squish your frogs. Or set them on fire. Whichever comes first.

((Angry Benny is angry~ Lets just say Richard thought it'd be a wonderful idea to flood her room with frogs, in various stages of living and decay. Some of them are Cale's frog babies.))