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Briar kind of just stood there, useless, but ready to attack of the wolf made a move. This was turning out to be a really odd day for her, and she was too busy trying to wrap her head around what was happening to make a plan.

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That empty paragraph was just so I could post this (admittedly not the best) drawing of Briar that I did.

 

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Rumplestiltskin walked through the woods. The leaves crunched softly beneath his feet.

He passed a squirrel, and it scurried up a tree. He turned to look at it and sighed. Usually, when he walked through the woods, he made no sound at all. Animals wouldn’t even notice he was there.

Usually. But today wasn’t a usual day, was it? Yesterday hadn’t been either. Or the day before. This week had been, as a whole, not the usual week. And with good reason: it wasn’t often that you got the chance to bind a changeling. It required planning, foresight, and a whole lot of luck. You had to be willing to spend a lot of money, too. Mountains of gold didn’t just appear out of thin air.

He wished they did. Then, at least, he wouldn’t have to face the fact that he’d spent almost half of the family fortune for nothing. Because he’d failed. And it was his own fault. He’d done everything he was supposed to do, followed all the instructions, but in the end it came down to being able to actually go through with it.

And he couldn’t.

In the end, it was kidnapping, albeit bargained kidnapping. The child would grow up alone, without any other humans to keep it company. Sure, there’d be plenty of dwarves, but dwarves weren’t humans.

In the end, they would benefit. Humans were capable of performing just as much magic as any other fae creature. The power was latent inside all humans, but as they got older it became harder and harder to access. That’s why changelings were taken at birth; the earlier the process of opening up the child could begin, the more powerful they would become.

He’d known a couple of them in his lifetime. Many of them stuck around, defending the fae world from the advances of the magically devoid humans. That was their main task; because they understood humans, they could provide a bridge between the mundane and the magical. Without their help, the fae would have already fallen.

It was a hard task, one that changelings were brought up to do from the very first day they were taken. It was certainly not one that they themselves were glad to bear. But they did it, willing to take whatever burden they needed so that magic would not disappear from the world entirely.

The child he had just left should have been one of them. But he’d chickened out, unwilling to condemn it to such a fate. All that gold that he’d moved to replace the straw- wasted. Even worse, he’d ruined the chance that his family had had to gain the prestige of having bargained for and collected a changeling. They couldn’t be made from just any kidnapped human, after all.

But it was too late now. He’d offered an out, and they’d taken it. All he’d gotten from his ill-made promise was a couple of ordinary-looking beans. Wouldn’t his father be delighted to hear that. He stopped and leaned up against a tree to rest and think. How was he going to get out of this dilemma?

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Reamas looked out his office window, over the city. He could see almost everything from his office. The trash piles in the slums, to the glowing lights and gaudy shine of the casino district. He could almost see the other filth as well. Corrupt politicians, dirty cops, and roving gangs. All part of living in the worst city on the planet. Not that he cared. The filth made it easy to pull off heists.

He stood from his desk and kicked the window open. It was time to visit the boss. Reamas jumped out, transforming into a hawk on the way down. He dove, wind shooting past him, and transformed back into a human right before he hit the sidewalk.

Animal people weren’t exactly common, but, they were a normal enough sight that most on the sidewalk continued on their way. Reamas, or as he was known in the People, Coyote, stepped into the waiting limousine and told the driver to go.

Ten minutes later, Reamas was at the boss’s headquarters. An exclusive club in the heart of the casino district. He nodded to the doormen and stepped inside. Music blasted into ears, low, with a strong bassline. He made his way across the crowded floor towards a set of double door flanked by two massive bouncers.

“This is a private area. You can’t go in here.” one of them growled, it was so low that Reamas could feel it as well as hear it.

“Ok, but what if I had a pass.”

“Well, then you could go in. But I don’t see you showing me a pass, so you don’t get to go in.”

“So I don’t have a pass, but I loaned it to my boss, who's in there. So if you let me in, then I could get it and show it to you.”

The bouncer scratched his head

“Okay, you can go in, but you need to show me a pass when you leave.”

“Fine.”

The massive bouncer moved out of the way, and allowed him past.

Reamas nodded to the bouncers, who pushed the doors open for him. He strode in like he owned the place, which he basically did.

“Well boss, I have the report you wanted.”

“Good, good, give it to me.”

Reamas gave his report, and hung around for a while, before finally heading back to his team’s headquarters in the business district.

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 Briar heard a small thump from the other side of the tree that she had put her back against. She turned around and saw a man slumped sullenly against the other side of the tree. Poor guy, he was about to get caught up in this because he was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

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6 hours ago, Sorana said:

"Ohhhhh - sorry!"

Solona giggled and turned visible.

"Sometimes I forget you can't see me, but I can see you."

"You scare her wolf. That's not nice."

The Big Bad Wolf yelped and jumped back. “Ghost,” he said, circling around the group of people again, just barely keeping in the darkness.

“I’d like it if you could leave, so I can eat these people and animals,” he said politely.  “I’m so hungry.”

From the other side of the ghost, he glared at Briar and growled softly.

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Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry. Just forget I posted that then. Please everyone forgive me. I really have NO idea what I'm doing. I'm SUCH an idiot. *makes muffled groaning noises behind her hands covering the bush that bloomed across her face*

Sooooo sorry.

Briar glared right back at the wolf, holding her sword up higher. 

"Unless you want to be my new fur coat," she snarled, "I suggest you get out of here." 

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Briar nearly jumped out of her skin having almost forgotten that the man was there. "Oh, that's a wolf that wants to eat us, over there is a ghost, by that den is a talking fox, and I'm Briar," she rushed without turning her back on the wolf. "Unless you happen to be a swordsman, I would recommend you run."

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So here's a little bit on the city where Reamas lives. 

It's called Gathering, and it's a cesspit. Everything there is under the control of one syndicate or another. The most powerful of the orginized crime groups in known as the Animal People, or just The People for short. They're called this because they figured out how to give their members magic.

Reamas stepped out of the leyportal and on to a platform made of white stone. Leyportals were recent inventions, having only been introduced a few years ago. They had allowed for near-instantaneous transport between two points, given that the points were perfectly lined up. He cast his eyes over the various other leyportals, selecting the one that he needed. As he walked over to it, his righthand, Fox, came through the layportal leading to Gathering

"The others are already there, preparing the safehouse for our arrival."

"Well then," Reamas smiled and activated the layportal "Let's not keep them waiting."

The leyportal flashed white, blinding the conmen. When their vision returned, they were looking over a peaceful lake.

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A blinding flash. Though she couldn't see, Briar took the opportunity to run from the wolf. She grabbed the dwarf's hand and ran, pulling him with her and away from the danger. Dwarf in one hand, sword in the other, Briar raced away from the wolf... At least until she, still blinded, collided with something, something that definately wasn't a tree as it hasn't been there before and trees couldn't walk (though, the way he day had been going, she wouldn't have been surprised).

Briar stumbled back and fell (luckily having let go of the dwarf moments before he fell with her). "What the Hades?" she cussed, rubbing her head.

Briar hissed, in her fall she had city herself with her sword, it was dangerous to run with swords. Still, it wasn't like her to be this clumsy. Sure, she had fallen off a few cliffs, but most of those had been on purpose (she didn't have a death wish, but seeing how the curse managed to get her out of life-threatening situations was entertaining, though still dangerous). She usually was more careful than this- she had to be if she didn't want to get caught by the royal guards. What was wrong with her today, or just today in general.

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2 hours ago, xinoehp512 said:

Rumpelstiltskin looked up.

"Oh. Hello, wolf."

He swallowed.

"How about not eating us?"

The Big Bad Wolf stood up in the moonlight, standing 7 and a hal feet tall on its legs, it’s suit and ripped toe more visible, it’s burn scars able to be seen.

“How about no?” He said, scowling to show all his teeth.

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"You're scary."

Solona took a closer look at the wolf.

"I wish I knew how to be scary. You know, I'm still young and I scared this general out of my castle, but most of the time people just run away when they see me, but I really would like to be able to scare them."

She waved her keys through the air in front of the wolf.

"But then, they are only scared because I am a ghost and not because I can be scary, and you are scary, and that's so impressing, you even made her run away and bump into something and I am so excited that I finally met some people who don't run away from me."

Using her hand she imitated patting his nose, but as her hand passed through his flesh it looked mostly strange.

"And did I say, that you are scary and that I am supposed to be scary. Did you see my keys? They are great. Look."

She held them up in the air.

"One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen."

"And they all look differently and I forgot what they can open, but I like them,and I always have them with me."

"Oh, but you wanted me to do something, but I forgot what it was."

She turned to Rumpelstiltskin,

"I always forget things. Stupid me."

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"I'm scary!"

"Did you all hear that? I'm scary!"

She turned around on herself and moved through a branch without noticing.

"Oh and I'm Solona by the way. Forgot to tell you my name."

"Do we want to be friends?"

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Reamas looked accross the lake, where several figures were standing. While he was watching, Fox tapped him on the shoulder

"Hey boss, we should get going." he murmured 

"I want to go see what's happening on the other side of the lake."

Fox nodded, and by a silent agreement, they both turned into birds of prey and flew across the lake. Once they had reached the other side, they tranformed back. 

Reamas straightened his tie and eyed the odd group. His canine eyes flashed as he studied them one by one, Fox at his shoulder.

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Sorry. I hope you don't mind a bit of world-building. As always, please tell me if I'm doing something wrong.

Briar groaned. She hated falling in public. It made her seem much clumsier than the princess persona she put on in the castle. 

"Hey, Solona," she called, getting up from the ground, still pointing her sword at the wolf. "Let's not make friends with the thing that's trying to eat people, okay."

Ghosts, as centuries-dead people, often forgot basic rules of society (like condoning the eating of sentient beings), along with the fact that when most people get stabbed or eaten, they die. Briar loved ghosts for that. They weren't caught up in the superficial things in the world. Most didn't care that she happened to be a princess (other than a few stuffy ones in the attic above the palace). They were just good friends, never fair-weathered. Of course, there were always exceptions, but Briar got a feeling that this wasn't one of them. She had misjudged people before, though, and didn't want to get too comfortable with the ghost. 

Suddenly, two men appeared in the middle of the group. "Great," Briar said sarcastically. Whoever they were, they couldn't be here for a good reason.

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