Non-Specific Forum RP (Anyone can join in)

(( So, I noticed that we haven't had a forum RP in quite some time. So I decided to make a little RP... Whatever you want to call it. Anyone can join, and it doesn't have to be a specific RP. I'll kick it off! ))

Bhidul walked outside of the tavern in Vulkwasten. He strolled down near the cliff and eyed one of the many trees. He was in his lightweight armor, and quickly dashed at the tree, running up it for a split-second. He stuck his machete into the side of it to gain a grasp. He slowly shimmied up the tree and hoisted himself up onto one of the large branches with a grunt. Bhidul squatted down and balanced on the branch, and pulled his hood down to view the beach far below him, becoming locked into the eyesight of such beauty.

Alijham, nestled into one of the very peak branches of the same tree, letting out a quiet chuckle.

"I didn't think I'd see you up here," he said, ratty morning hair tied curling around his ears and framing his keen wine-red eye. The other was eyepatch less, almost as if he could see better with the blind one exposed.He pointed over the horizon. "Did you see that pod of dolphins out there? They really are somethin'." Alijham climbed down a branch and perched himself out closer to the view. He swung upside-down, arms and legs wrapped around the branch. He was barefoot and shirtless, looking much more roughed up than usual. The grinning elf looked over the water.

His head quickly shot away as he heard Ali's voice, "Oh, hello, Ali." He scratched his mane, "He did not see them, no..." He stared back out into the distance, "What's new?"

Movement was heard not far off. A quick glance in the direction of the sound, and one could see an outline of a shape with a tail moving along beneath the shadows of the large trees. A Khajiit, but who? The shape moved quite quickly and the sounds that echoed off the cliff were barely perceptible to the ones in the tree. The shape stopped and looked around, then continued off moving in another direction, farther away from Vulkwasten.

"Just killing some time," he replied. "Yourself? It's a mighty nice morning." He glanced over to him, winding his limber fingers around a smaller branch to hold himself upright.

A talking could be heard as she made her way down the path out of Vulkwasten. Two familiar voices – Bhi(nut butter) and Ali(jam).

Elsy smirked as she heard the two talking. She hid quietly, and slinked up to the bottom of the tree. She sat quietly at the bottom, and picked some small pebbles from near the base of the tree. She flicked them upward, making them produce little clinking sounds as they hit the branches around the two in the tree. After precisely lobbing up some pebbles, she raised a hand and cast a spell. She suddenly disappeared into shadows. She watched to see what the two would do, fighting to quiet her devious giggles.

He flung up onto another branch, "He was taking a few patrols and was freerunning the landscape to get used to its Valenwood features." He eyed more trees in the distance, an idea followed with a chuckle passed through, "Want to try something?" He asked.

Held up his hand, "Hold that thought..." He looked down, though he saw nothing, he looked back at Ali, "Was that you."

"Oh, that sounds ni--" He was cut off by a pebble zipping by his head. He started to laugh. "You can't hide down there, I can smell yah!"

The shadows recede into the palm of her hand, revealing a laughing Elsynia. "Hey! That's cheating!"

"No one set the rules!" He stuck out his tongue, hanging down a bit closer to her. "What are you doing up so early, hmn?"

She chuckles, waving a hand dismissively to his comment. "Oh, hush. I was having trouble sleeping, so I thought I'd go for a walk to relieve some of my restlessness."

She wiggles her fingers in a subtle wave to Bhi. "Hello, Bhidul!"

He hung upside down to see Elsy, "Grreetingss, mistress... Would you like to join Ali and him on a treeclimb?" He chuckled.

She looks up, chuckling. "Oh, it's really been quite some since I've climbed a tree. I doubt I'd be as nimble as you two." She sat cross-legged on the ground, looking up at them.

"You will never know unless you try, mistress! Get up here!" He laughed.

She laughed, "Alright, alright."

She stood, found footing on a part of the trunk jutting out, and reached up for a limb. She seemed uncertain at first as she pushed off her footing and lifted herself onto a lower branch, though she began to remember what it was like, and moved upwards rather nimbly as she hoisted herself onto a higher branch next to the two.

She smiles at Bhi, "There. Happy?"

He nodded and brushed his mane back, "About that question..." He pointed to the beach, "Do you both wish to go down there? Race down, rather?" a pointy-tooth grin spread across his face.

She narrowed her eyes to him and shook her head with a smirk. "So, you had me climb up here just to have me climb back down?"

"Race down the cliff... and yes... You will depart from this beautiful tree." He laughed.

Alijham had been listening, hanging back upside down from his branch. He grinned. "A walk, huh?" He climbed down a branch and looked out over the beach. "Way ahead of you," and with a bounce, he was already on his way.

"It is not going to be some little walk!" Bhidul shouted. He dropped down from his branch and rolled, making his way down the cliff sprinting.

Alijham started to laugh as he ran. He took the shortcut and perched himself on the cliff, climbing down.

He watched as Ali climbed down and began to dash down quicker. He hopped from different ledges, leading up to the final jump. He soon found himself flopped down in the beach sand.

Elsy rolled her eyes, smiling at the two, and took her time climbing down the tree. She walked up to the edge of the cliff, focused on a ledge about halfway down, raised her hand, and cast a spell. Poof! She'd gone up in shadows, and reappeared on the ledge. She then looked to the beach below, focused in on a spot, and raised her hand again. She reappeared on the beach, and sat down in the sand, tired from the teleportation spell. She watched the other two with an amused smile.

Unfortunately for his attempt at a few hours of sleep, they had found his place of rest. The Bosmer opened his eyes as he was woken by the sound of feet and paw scuttling down the nearby cliff, the tree he was entwined within sitting at its base, off to the side of the sandy beach. Looking out to them from the distance, bleary-eyed, he yawned as he pulled his loose fitting shirt over his torso, covering his upper half.

Taking a moment to analyze the playful situation on the beach, a sly smirk played across his face when he watched the other male Bosmer make his way onto the beach. A sly idea coming to him, remembering the events of the Arena a few weeks before, Eranor descended the tree. Keeping to the shadows as best he could, stepping lightly and quietly across the grass and to the sand, he approaches Alijham from behind and tackles him to the ground, ending with Eranor on top of Alijham dominantly. He chuckled mischievously, speaking loud enough for all of them to hear, "This must be a familiar position for you to be in, Ali."

Elsy roared with laughter, sitting on the sand, seeing Eranor tackling and antagonizing Ali. "Oh, you of all people would know that, Eranor!"

He rears his head towards Elsynia from his position atop him, still smiling, "Ah, Malyne may have beat me, but in the end, who came out on top?" He questions boastfully.

He chuckled at the conversation, he still lay on the sand making little sand-angels idly. "You better watch out, Eranor, you're on Elsy's man."

She giggled and half shrugged, "Ah, Eranor can keep him."

He chuckled and nodded. He spied a (fab) mudcrab and picked it up. It squirmed in his hands, he approached Elsy and grinned, "Mistress, this one presents you: "Crab of Mud." He plopped it next to Elsy and chuckled.

"Don't let Eranor keep me," he mumbled, face in the sand. He kicked his legs weakly. "He'll do horrible, horrible things to me! Mercy!" He laughed.

She smirks to Eranor. "Oh don't be so boastful, it doesn't look good on you." She giggles to Ali. "Alright, alright. Don't break him, Eranor, I guess I need him."

She looks curiously to Bhi and raises a brow. "Er... thank you, Bhi?" She watched the mudcrab scuttle around in the sand.

"Yes, she needs me! Hear that? Off, off, off," he snickered into the sand. "Boastful only looks good on me."

He chuckled and sat in the sand, simply watching the others with a happy smirk.

Kronos a.k.a Tre'sho was sitting on a cliff, helmet off and looking to the others from a distance, sitting in a cave entrance to a cove, almost like one of those creepy stalkers. Those red eyes just stood out though, but given the distance, and sea water masking his scent, it would be near impossible to tell who was watching them. Still, with his weapons at his sides and his form sitting he didn't look like a threat save the trademark pale fur/skin and red eyes indicating vampire. Not like he was afraid though.

He chuckles, rolling off of Alijham and onto the sand besides him. He smiles, casting a glance towards Elsynia, "You know, it is easy to tell when you lie, Elsynia. It's very easy to see in your eyes, your voice, and that silly smirk of yours. You don't think I look that bad in that uniform - what you said is a lie. What you said about Ali is true, and it seems that I am quite the matchmaker."

Propping himself up on the sand with his elbows, and then his palms, his eyes just happened to land upon the entrance to a cave, and a form hidden within them. He did a double take before letting his eyes rest on it, narrowing slightly.

A little ways down the beach, a Khajiit figure can be seen on on the floor. A half empty bottle of wine laying besides him, Ri'Zharim was resting his head on a pillow of sand, with nothing but his breeches on, and his feet tucked under the warm shore. Peaking his eyes open to see who was causing the noise around him, he stretches and yawns then closes his eyes once more.

He studied the kahjiit figure in the distance. Bhidul made his way down to Zharim and stared at him in a puzzled way. He glanced at the bottle and chuckled quietly before kneeling down next to Zharim and sprinkling some sand on his face, "Rise and shine."

Kronos smiled and sat watching, tail swishing behind him which was hidden from view before he looked at his hand and then to the others from his little cove/cave. His helmet was sitting in the sand at his side, and for a change he wasn't upset to see his reflection. Still he sat there almost like an ominous figure, but then again glowing red eyes just staring out and watching would unnerve most people. It was not intended.

"I guess you are," Ali yawned, flipping over. He folded his arms behind his head. "I didn't see Zharim there."

Ri'Zharim swiped at his face repeatedly, and started spitting. Trying to stop the sand from trickling down, he flailed his arms in attempt to knock Bhidul down.

She chuckled to Eranor, "Aye, fair enough." Her eyes flicked to Ri'Zharim, after hearing Ali mention him. She waved, "Hello, Ri'Zharim!" then laughed as she saw Bhi sprinkle sand on his face.

She suddenly looked around, unable to shake the feeling they were being watched. Her eyes flicked about, but she did not see the pair of eyes. She half shrugged and looked back to the others.

He stood and shook out his hair. "Don't kill him, Bhi, he can only handle so much," he laughed.

"Hey, Elsynia...you sensed that too, didn't you?" He questioned, quickly looking over to Elsy after noticing her scanning glances before looking back to where he thought he could see a form. He points up to it, "I feel like someone might be watching us from up there."

He continues to stare, doing his best to focus on the figure, when he tilts his head and speaks again, "I see two red orbs...eyes?"

She looks to the small cove in the cliff where the glowing eyes resided, to where Eranor gestured. She narrowed her own to them and took a slow breath in. She stood slowly and took a few steps closer to the cliff-face where the eyes stared back. Suddenly, she seemed to relax, and she waved the figure over.

"Tre'sho, don't be such a stranger. Come down and join us."

He fell, his back on the sand. He kicked some sand at Zharim and looked at the other figure from the cave, he gripped the hilt of his sword. His first thoughts were if the strange set of eyes were a monster of some sort.

He also stood, stepping a few feet behind Elsynia in anticipation of possible danger, keeping his hands near his waist. Eranor watched carefully, but as soon as she began to speak to the shadowed figure, he relaxed, lowering his arms.

He chuckled, shaking his head, and would wait until the Khajiit would come towards them, "That's a familiar name. Hello, Tre'sho."

Ali's nostrils flared. He smiles over to the khajiit. "Ah, I've seen that one around."

He spoke bold, enough for the unknown person in the cave to hear, "Step forth if you are the man or woman they say they know."

Ri'Zharim rolled over and pushed himself up off the ground. Still a bit wobbly and groggy, he waved in Elsynia's direction, then started brushing the sand off of his fur. As he looked at the sand on the ground while he was brushing himself off, Ri'Zharim decided to kick his pillow of sand towards Bhidul , losing his footing and stepping backwards in the process.

Hides behind a rock watching them

"I smell you," he chuckled, leaning over in the direction of the rock. "Shy?"

Peeked over the rock "No....."

"Or just snooping?" He arched a brow with a grin.

Kronos saw the invitation to join them, and how many were demanding he pop out but he lowered his shoulders and put his helmet on before walking over slowly. That robe he wore didn't look like it was made by anyone around, which it wasn't, as it was found in the aetherium archive. He walked over and remained quiet save for the two red spots seen in the slit on his helmet. He probably hadn't had much to eat lately.

Alijham gave the masked khajiit a nod. "Why do you hide, friend?" He asked.

She looked to Tre'Sho, then her gaze floated to Ali as he spoke. She gave him a quick, warm smile.

He smiled back, lids mellowing lovingly. "You know this guy, eh?"

She nodded. "Aye. In Sren-" she stopped herself and looked to the Khajiit cautiously. "I know him fairly well. He and I have a..." She paused briefly, as if searching for a term, "...mutual friend."

Alijham nodded. "Aye, then. I've seen this fellow around but I don't think we've ever spoken."

His tail swayed happily, looking to it now and then he looked as if he was going to start chasing it. He kept quiet and nodded to them both, obviously glad to see elsy, but still not talking yet. Those red eyes still staring from the slit in his helmet almost creepy like.

Elsy nodded. "Tre'Sho is a shy one." She smiled subtly to herself as her eyes flicked from Ali back to the Khajiit. "How have you been, friend?"

He waved to the khajiit with a smile.

Kronos/Tra'sho shrugged gently. "Just relaxing, thinking... Being alone gives one time to think about a lot of things." He avoided getting too close as he knew the air around him was chilly and might get people curious. "B-b-but nothing bad I as-sure you! J-just thinking about life and things." that nervous tone, childish sounding and stuttering voice an easy contrast to his actual one, and with how he looked around like he was afraid of being attacked...anyone that knew him wouldn't recognize him

Alijham's brow dimpled. "Are you alright?" He bit his lip at Elsy. "Am I making him uncomfortable?"

Shook her head to Ali, "No, no. He's easily frightened." She smiles to Tre'Sho, "You don't have to join us if it makes you uncomfortable. You can continue with your thinking."

He shook his head gently. "No, no it is alright. Just, the shadows, the darkness holds evil things, things that want to hurt me." He sounded paranoid but with the rampaging numbers of vampires and werewolves and who knew what else he probably wasn't after all. "Vampires and werewolves, their numbers multiply by the day. I've seen the ritual site!" He grabbed his tail as if trying to use it for comfort.

Alijham frowned awkwardly. "Ah, I see."

Gives a slightly strange look to Tre'Sho then nods slowly. "Well... You haven't got to worry with us here."

"The screaming is still fresh in my mind, watching from a distance as people give themselves to hircine, or those bitten pray to this odd crypt, then come out transformed. Then again the feeling I'm being followed by the dark brotherhood. Not much sleep." he said yawning and swaying his tail again. "S-sorry."

"You musn't be so paranoid friend," he smiled and extended a hand.

Bhidul had dissapeared when the others conversed amongst eachother. He arrived back; wearing his usual and habitual armor which he felt comfortable in.

He waved to Bhidul. "Where'd you go?"

He simply pointed to his armour. "This one went to grab his armor..."

"Alright, then," he jabbed a thumb towards the water. 'Wanna get in?"

She pushed herself up from her seated position, brushed the sand off, removed her hood, then walked over to the water. She moved quietly while Alijham talked to Bhidul, and dipped her hood into the water, collecting as much of it as possible. She attempted to quietly sneak up behind Ali once her hood was filled with the water, and dump it over his head.

Yawned, bringing his arms to stretch. "Mmmm--AHH!" He hunched over, head and shoulders completely soaked. He whipped around, ready to pounce on a convict, before he realized it was Elsy. He bursted out laughing and went to push her gently into the sand.

She giggled deviously, losing some balance, and stumbling a few steps back to catch herself. "That was too easy."

He chuckled quietly seeing Ali get drenched by Elsynia. "You may as well take a swim, seeing you're so wet..." Bhidul unstrapped his armor and sighed, "This one will take a swim." He dropped his multiple weapons and belt full of things gods-know-what. Bhidul slowly walked into the water until he made a final step that brought him to the deep end of the seawater. He brushed his mane and hair out of his face with his hand, "Are you coming?"

'Damn right I am," he laughed. 'Careful Elsy, before you get pulled in!" He stuck out his tongue.

Kronos/Tre'sho actually wore his armor on under that robe he used as a disguise, save for the different helmet. He watched the others sounding paranoid, but it was the perfect cover to keep his real identity secret even if elsy knew. Still, he looked at elsy then to the water and walked to it looking odd as he just walked right in and didn't seem to care if it was cold or not.

He swam around in the water, diving under several times and bobbing back up. Skipping some flat-edged stones through the water idly.

She smiled mischievously to Ali, "Oh, is that a threat?"

He joked, "Do not fear, Mistress, for the /guard/ are here." He taunted at Ali, grinning widely with his cat-like fangs.

Laughed, "Even if there wasn't, I wouldn't be in any danger. I can easily take him myself."

Kronos/Tre'sho waved to bhidul from the water as he saw he was doing well from the previous encounter. He just walked forward a bit and sat down so only his head was above the water while his robe waved underwater. Tail curled up into his lap as he looked out to the water.

"Take me?" He pressed a hand dramatically to his chest. "We'll see about that!" He jumped to tackle her softly into the water.

Her eyes widened as she saw him jump for her, and she quickly attempted to roll dodge out of his way... rather unsuccessfully. She tumbled back into the water under the force of Ali, dipping under the surface momentarily. She came back up, drawing in a few big breaths to allow her breathing to return to something fairly normal, though it was pointless, as she broke into a fit of laughter shortly thereafter.

"That doesn't count! That was entirely unfair!" she called to Ali as she smoothed her now sopping hair back, out of her face.

He looked at Ali and back to Elsynia, "Mistress, are you hurt?" He sounded as if he didn't realize it was playful.

Alijham bursted into melodic laughter. "No one said it was fair," he snickered, biting his tongue at her. He crainkled his nose.

Kronos watched from his spot, the water warm to begin with cooled off rather quickly with him in it, though he tried to keep his heat levels up just to avoid making things uncomfortable. In his mind he was trying to understand the paradox of a kind hearted, vampire dragonknight. Given how he was literally playing with the very thing that could harm him the most.

She shook her head to Bhi, finally quelling her laughter to a grin. "I'm alright Bhi, thank you." She looked back to Ali. "You're awful." Her smile slowly turned devilish as her gaze rested on Ali. She looked as though she was scheming.

He nodded and swam off a bit, idly gazing out at the sea.

He figured he would want to join in, but how...he had a few ideas but with how the cold water around him might give him away. They were doing their own thing, so he should probably stay out of it.

Alijham squinted playfully, sticking out his tongue at her. "Aawful, maybe, but look at you. I see what deviocity!"

She giggled, "Me?" She fluttered her eyelids and gave him an innocent smile, "Why I would never!"

"Liar!" He called out with a grin before looking over to them, those red eye glowing just a little brighter as if indicating a huge grin on his face.

Her eyes flicked to Tre'Sho on the beach and she let out a laugh. "You, sir, are very smart to think that of me."

Alijham flopped back into the water, nose poking out. "Look at that evil evilness."

He knew his armor would need polishing, and repairing after sitting so long in the water. He stood up and walked over to them, staring at ali, then to Elsy one could feel the grin on his face as the water got cold from his presence. He was almost pondering what to do though with how his robe clung to his armor the light outline of the heavy plates underneath could be seen a little.

Alijham poked his head up. "Hey Tre'sho," he said. "You wear armor under there? Smart."

He just stared quietly, almost creepy like before grabbing and pulling them both into a big bear hug, including the feeling of their backs almost breaking, yup too much strength used. It would feel like getting crushed by two flat metal surfaces, kinda, but he eased up after he realized he was doing too much. At most maybe a sore back, bruised still his tail was lashing about happily.

He got out of the water after idly staring away. He slipped back on his armor, fastening its kilt on. He as well clipped the various utilities on it and daedric claymore. He watched the other swim and backed up next to the cliff leaning his back against it. He tried his best to not stare into the sky and fall into some zoned-out trance.

Just a slithering mass of rags and scale, the argonian made a dull exclamation under the seawater as he watched the sands begin to close in on the surface. Finally, land, finally, a way back.

He coiled and rolled weightless in the water, happily ripping his jaws into the remains of the dolphin he had caught earlier before discarding the carcass, and worked his legs and tail to hurry to the coast. Thoughts of the island far behind him finally were pushed out of his mind, for now, and as he began to near the shore, he latched his claws into the watery sand, as if tackling the ground, clicking in delight as he would "climb" to the surface. It was a moment of triumph for Asks-For-Seconds, but the feeling faded quickly at the sight of others swimming about, headless torsos of khajiit and smoothskins playing about in the water. His worn head nearly feral, he found himself sifting into the sands for cover. He knew not where he was, nor what to expect. He did know his hunger though, and if his incarceration had grown anything, it was his appetite for khajiit. They tasted so foul, usually, but anger and vengeance made for a delectable spice.

When it had seemed he would be too close to effectively move in the sands below the surface, the argonian drifted from the bed, and slowly swam after the khajiit until luck had favored it, the creature leaving the waters for the beach. Wasted opportunity. Asks looked to the others swimming about, and only then did his curiosities finally lift the vice grip his predatory spell had on his mind. Pupils still the thinnest slits, he let himself float just barely to the surface, the top of he head quietly breaking the surface of the water, head tilted just to where his eyes and little else could peer out. He saw the Khajiit again, and his tongue clicked in his shut maw. He was doing something with some armor. More curiosities, he looked for banners but he could not find them. Perhaps bandits. He looked to the swimmers, and contemplated the likliness of him snatching one under the waves and getting away with it. Answers, and a good meal.

Still napping in a bed of sand on the beach, Ri'Zharim held his bottle of wine closely to his chest. He began to toss and turn in the sand, letting loose the bottle, it had rolled across his stomach and onto the floor where it made a small clanking noise as is smacked a rock. The noise broke Ri'Zharim from his nap, opening up his eyes just slightly. He scanned the area with eyes half open, and in his stupor he noticed something just above the surface of the water. Ri'Zharim mutters incoherently "tree munster" as the intoxication grips him once more, his head fell back onto the sand and he returned to sleep.

Asks watched the swimmers like a stalking Marsh bogodile, looking for an opportunity to prey, but finding little without risk; one surely would catch another. Eyes riding the waves, he looked again at the beach. There was the one Khajiit with the armor, pretty distracted, but would make noise and likely put up a fight...

Then, the knock of a bottle.

Oh... but what have we here?

The addled argonian took back underneath the water, and slipped to shore, peeking above the surface carefully for onlookers before he let himself wash onto the sands. The sun felt good on his scales again, and the salt felt foul through him, but it was only for a moment before his form would lose these sensations.

Focus, channel the Restoration, invert the cha'ak, seek the lifeforce, all is blood, all is water, all is the River sanguine. Sithis will help.

The incantative thoughts of his magic took a moment longer than he liked, his torment on the island causing him to forget how to properly move the power. Still, as he has so many times in his career before, the argonian dissipated into crimson mist, hugging the sands, feeling the coarse beads of sands flow through his misty form. It was less than perfect, however, and there were times where his bones would begin reforming and shifting back to mist as he as a predatory zephyr flowed up to the sleepy Khajiit, alone, no one speaking nor looking upon the bottle-wielding moon creature.

While he could do precious little to corporeal forms in his current state, Asks-For-Seconds enjoyed sensing the warm heartbeat of the sleepy khajiit when he had neared it, the mist sticking low to the sand, flowing in a circle around the feline humanoid until he felt confident enough to attempt his move.

He would reform into flesh and scale, and hope it was quick enough for him to silence the khajit once the transformation was complete, and drag him away before the others looked this way.

Back to bone, back to meat, back to the Hunt.

The Argonian began transmuting back to a solid state, trying his best to do so in a position to make his strike quickly. The hunger raged in his heart once it formed within his re-appearing ribs. It had been far too long.

Not too far from the where Ri'Zharim was relaxing on the beach, but unaware of him being there a figure approached the water side silently and secretly. The figure began filling up vials with water from the sea.

This should do. Have to get back to soon to start on the next step. Mo'jahi does not believe he was seen, which is good. No one must find out his secret place, not even his new 'allies'.
Iceeee cannn help. Mer can freeeze and diee.
How often does Mo'jahi has to say this, Ice you can't just freeze people.
But meer must freeeze if harmm Jahiii.


Mo'jahi grunts and starts to head back the way he had came from.

Ri'Zharim noticed the warm sun was no longer beaming down onto his chest. He pries open one of his eyes just enough to check what was causing the disturbance in his sunbathing, only to see a blurry silhouette. Assuming it was Bhidul coming to kick more sand on him, Ri'Zharim sloppily waves the figure away and mumbles

"This one requires peace, move out of the sun, khajiit wants to bathe in the warm light and enjoy his drink"

Closing his eye once more, and turning his head to rest his cheek on a pillow of heated sand, Ri'Zharim begins to feel around for the bottle that had rolled off his stomach. He starts pawing at the bottle just out of his reach, until he finally grasps it. The bottle felt light so Ri'Zharim shook it to check if anything was in there.

"Nothing" he said with a sigh, tossing the bottle behind him