"Wooh now." Lo Bok stood up and walked over to Grant, Gyo Sung also got up but stayed by the fire. Sun looked over and looked at Lo Bok and Grant. "Young strategist, there's no reason for you to go on by yourself. Why are you in such a rush?" He went to place his hand on Grant's shoulder to stop him.

Grant clenched his fist, allowing pressure to build around Lo Bok's hand.

"I'm in a rush because there's nothing I despise more than being surrounded by weak, honorable, savage brutes such as yourselves. The only one worth anything in your group is the medic and he's squandering his talents saving those who shouldn't be saved. I'm eager to leave your realm and travel to whatever awaits me next."

Grant took a deep breath, releasing the force around Lo Bok's hand, regardless of it being a small pressure.

"I'm at the mercy of a maniacal idiot who is using me for his entertainment. I killed a giant sweet treat after being sucked out of a void before walking through a giant rainbow bubble into your dimension. I'm about to go meet a dragon. I'm having a pretty bad fucking day. Try to stop me again and the saying 'the shit hit the fan' will apply perfectly here."

Lo Bok took his hand off and flexed his hand, looking from it to Gyo Sung with surprise. It felt as if a man had wrapped his hand around his own and squeezed, a truly strange sensation. "So we were right about you not being from around here." He joked and flexed his hand again. "What a strange ability you used, it didn't even use any energy from what I've seen."

Sun nodded, "I didn't notice anything either. I'm curious how he did it."

Gyo Sung waved away any more talk. "You are not going to experiment with him Sun. Lo Bok let him go, if the boy wish to find his path, who are us especially to stop him? Nomads ourselves until we happened upon the grace of our king?" He sat back down and picked up his cup of tea.

Lo Bok stared at Gyo and swapped back to Grant then back to Gyo and finally shook his head. "I will not let him go alone then, even if he has this power to protect him, it would not be right to simply let him go on his own, the mountain is still hours away, days if he walks!" He marched over to the horses and unhooked his. "Here young strategist, take my horse to get there easily. He still isn't fully rested but I'm sure he can maintain a decent trot to get you to the Great Dragon. Now I leave you this warning, the Great Dragon will not stand for such crassness. Exercise respect with the benevolent deity, for your safety."

Grant mounted the horse and generally had no idea what he was doing. In his world he could just carry himself with his own energy. He had never even seen a horse in real life before this moment.

"Go." he simply commanded.

The horse shifted a bit, unsettled by the boy's amateurish posture. However it treated the boy like one of Lo Bok's little kids and adjusted itself as to make Grant comfortable and itself comfortable as it began trotting down the path towards the mountain. "Grab the reins!" Lo Bok called out and walked back to the fire. "So did you others also have to go to a world made of candy?" He asked the remaining party.

(OOC- Dammit, I can't respond for one day and suddenly everything happens. My life. Still really don't have time, gonna keep it short.)

Nox ate his fill and slept. When he woke up, he saw the silver haired man ride off on a horse. Fool. Nothing but death follows those who travel alone. I think I'll stay here until things get rough and, at that point leave. Using his small area of seclusion in the camp, he thought about what he had to do. Entertain that crazed, cowardly caster. How should I do that? Perhaps some unrest would suffice. The death of a leader would be perfect to cause some unrest. Nobody suspects me, as far as I can tell. I would have to be covert about it. Poisoned drink sounds like it could work. Nox looked around, perhaps for a large keg of drink.

Tim was never a drinker, but he enjoyed a bit of sweet liquor a bit here and there.
The alcohol was moderately strong, enough for a clearing of the mind, though not as strong as the liquor he got from the streets.
Once he ate his share, he retired back to his tent, playing in solitude.

"First Grant calls me an idiot, then you call me a coward?" Abra's voice rang out and the whole world stopped, even the flames stopped flickering. The only ones who could still move was the party as Abra materialized and sauntered up to Nox. But they might as well have been frozen, riveted and struck by the sheer presence and power of the magician. Lilith could see thousands upon thousands of tortured souls screaming and writhing about in pain and agony, emanating from Abra's body but chained to it, unable to be free. Nocturn could see Abra's electromagnetic waves and it strangled and wrapped around others, ominous and gigantic, drowning out their own aura like the Kraken. Even Tim was dragged out of his tent to hold witness to what was happening, unable to speak or move to just watch and listen. "What makes you say I'm cowardly? Is that what ants call humans you think? Cowardly for holding all that power over them?" He looked at Nox, leaning in so he was barely inches away. "No you guys aren't ants... Springtails would be a better analogy."

He unhooked the paralysis poison from Nox's belt and drank it all. Abra wiped his finger around the inside of the bottle. "I liked the idea of poisoning the kegs." The magician stuck his finger inside his mask and pulled it out clean. He then moved on to the pain then nerve, finally grabbing the conotoxin. "Mu right? Good choice." He drank it down. "Now the only problem was that you called me cowardly." Abra began running his finger around the bottle. "Now what type of host would I make myself out to be if I didn't stomp down on such rebellious actions?" He looked at the poison covering his finger then back at Nox. "Offenders must be punished right?" He looked over at the others then shoved his finger into Nox's mouth, wiping the conotoxin around his tongue and cheeks. He then grabbed the antidotes from the man's pockets and drank them down too. "Now writhe a bit, don't worry you won't die, the medic will save you. And don't worry about Grant..." The magician knelt down and teased Nox's cheeks, but the man couldn't feel anything, the paralysis already numbing and locking his jaw. "He'll get what's coming to him."

And with that Abra disappeared and time resumed with Nox spasming on the ground. Sun quickly jumped up and after a short examination, placed a talisman on Nox's head and pulled out the poison. It took a while, but he completely detoxed Nox's entire system. "What in the world happened?" Sun looked about and picked up the empty, clean bottles. "How did you get poisoned? What were in these? Did you poison yourself? Why?"

Growing more and more upset Grant began to blame things. He blamed the hills, the realm, Abra and finally he blamed the horse.

"Make progress you stupid beast!" As time passed however, he realized no progress was being made.

His frustration and rage boiling over, Grant placed his hand directly on the back of the horses head and let loose a strong blast.

The horse's head blew off and the body grew limb, but inertia pushed it forward and sent Grant tumbling off. He rolled on the ground a bit and then slowed to a stop. He looked up to see one of the horse's eyes staring at him, and then a rank stench hit him and he looked around to see he was lying in the remains of the decimated head. Pieces of flesh and bone stuck to his clothing and brain matter and blood was smeared on his clothing. The horse's carcass lied there, a pool of blood quickly expanding around it. Grant was at the base of the next hill, so he could either climb forward or climb behind him, or stay here and wallow in self-pity.

"And we all know which he's gonna choose." Abra whispered as he stared at Grant through a 1212" flat screen, plasma TV that was his window into this illusion he made for Grant. "And this isn't even the end of it..."

"Oh dear, looked like cry baby had a temper tantrum. Pretty impressive, like a shit that ended up looking like an emoji or something." Abra snapped his fingers, pulling Grant out of the small pocket dimension and depositing him back in the real world. He even gave Grant a new horse that looked just like the old one so that when the soldiers find him, they would hopefully laugh at him.

Nocturn simply chugged down another mug of alcohol and the weight of his arm simply dropped the mug onto the table with a thud. He called for another round before he turned his head to have a good look at the sudden event. He sniffed.

"So that's your way," he commented. His darkshot eyes glared at the fallen man. "I have Abra to thank for that." He raised his mug in order to cheers the mastermind, he didn't wait for a kling so instead he downed the next round as it came. "One who works with toxins and poisons is not someone I'd like to trust just letting you know."

He clicked his jaw as he stared. "...Just so you know."

(((OOC: Given me sleeping I'll write in sequence for everything that I wanted to reply to.)))

When the Ox soldier walked up behind him, Dino snapped towards him in a very comical way. Although he was, let's say, trying a bit, he had no intention of actually pursueing any of those women. He wasn't sure wether this was the real world or just another magical dimention created by Abra. Concerning the woman now known as Lilith, Dino had no desire of getting in a fight with a supernatural skeleton that burns people with his hand.

"Sorry chief, I got carried away. I do not mean to offend your culture, but in mine it's rare to find women as beautiful as your precious priestesses." he turned his head towards the group of women, a wide smile on his face. His eyes also crossed paths with Lilith.
"You are also good looking, ma'am. But I doubt your bony partner would allow me to compliment you." he stated, kind of shielding his words with his hand.

Then the combat exhibition. It was indeed beautiful, an art of war that had been lost in time. Certainly a 'once-in-a-lifetime' show. Dino sighed, pulling out from under his shirt the .44 caliber round tied around his neck. I only wish that when I get to use this, your death will be as gratious as this.

As soon as the food showed up, Dino immediately jumped at the table. Even though he stayed in his precise share of food, he couldn't help but notice that Grant was sitting in front of him, and he was eating a lot more. Is he really that big of a cunt? Then he got in the argument with the soldiers about 'What makes a true warrior', and his responses were pathetic to say the least. Yep, he's a gigantic cunt. After taking a sip from his drink, Dino decided to intervene, but by then the argument was over and Grant had left with a horse. He whistled at the guard that discussed with Grant, grabbing his attention.

"If it's worth anything, we all have different perspectives. And by what I've seen, that kid has the shittiest one out of all of us." he said quite clearly and at a higher volume, so everybody at the table could hear Dino clearly. After taking a sip from the mug, he began putting it back down on the table, when he stopped. His hand would not go down. After a moment of stalling everything went back to normal, but his attention shifted towards one of the tents, where a member of his party was spazzing on the ground. Dino did not move from the table, but peeked his ears to the conversation there. When he heard about poison, his face became more gloomy and serious.

So he wanted to poison us. He used darts when fighting with the gummy bears. But how did it happen? He shouldn't be that stupid to drink his own poison. Unless...the freeze. Abra! He's targeting them one by one. Well, for as long as he doesn't kill me, I'm okay with it. But I guess everybody is on his own here. I can't trust anybody, but they can trust me.

(OOC- Delor, how did you know about ne using darts? I never hit anything with them and youmweren't too near to me when I threw one, and if you were, I threw it with the small flick of the wrist.)
Thinking quickly, Nox gave a sarcastic excuse. "I quite plainly enjoy the taste of poisonous things. The thrill you get is amazing. The only problem is that somebody from home stole my antidotes." Seeing the doubtful look in the eyes of the medic, he changed his story and his tone. "I believed them to be hallucinogenic drugs, and drank them. Without drugs for mind calming, hallucinations, or at the very least, sleeping, it is extremely hard for me to function. Do you know of any plants that can help me out?"