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Catch all and Quests

🧙 WHO: Beowulf and everyone, completely open~!
⚔️️ WHAT: Training, shopping, questing
🕒 WHEN: First few weeks of November
🗺️ WHERE: All the places
⚠️ WARNINGS: Potential language, violence, OBSESSION quest

I – Window Shopping

Beowulf looked at the options before him at the current shop he was in with a frown. His familiar was nearby, perusing through the armaments with a bored look. He was looking for something specific, something very specific. And then shook his head.

“No, sorry. I don’t think any of these will work. I need something that can withstand at least 2 to 3,000 degrees Celsius.”

II – Obsession

He’d been on the lookout for a challenge recently, something to get his blood going before the hunt. This seemed relatively perfect to him. Just extract the poison and be done with it, simple enough. Of course, things are never that simple. In reality, the thing reminded him of Grendel slightly, a creature that isn’t afraid to shift itself into a friend, a lover, a family member. A nasty piece of work that feeds off the fear, anger, frustration of its foes.

Something that revels in the destruction of life and all joy. Of course, this wasn’t Grendel, it didn’t come anywhere close to being Grendel. Just a sick fey in need of a beat down. He rolled his arm holding a new shield while unsheathing Hrunting. The sword glowing a wicked red as he approached the Gancanagh with a feral grin. “Let’s get started then.”

III – Training

He moved to the side deftly, parrying a blow from his would-be attacker and giving their back a hard smack in return with the flat of his blade. Something that would leave a nasty bruise, and probably some welts. But nothing too bad. “You’re thinking too much and trying too hard.”

His legs crossed as he moved back, keeping his weight distributed and front facing the other person. “It’s not a bad thing, but you need to learn to act and move at a moment’s notice without thinking too much. Be more natural.”

He’d been looking for someone to train with, to move his body. Something more challenging than a fairy. Something to prepare him for an upcoming fight that would no doubt be more challenging than this little sparring match.

IV – TDM: Magical Flu~!

Beowulf had found himself making a few calls here and there. Offering up his services whenever prompted to. Healing magic has certainly been quite useful since he’d first arrived in Avalon. The large warrior seeing quite a bit of mileage out of it. Both for himself, and for others.

Currently he was walking towards his next appointment, mask over his large face and sword and shield not present. While his familiar was with him, basket full of goodies for the sick!

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Normally, two Bersekers would not be an ideal team-up for any mission. But Beowulf had a steady head on his shoulders (usually), and given how little Asterios seem to know or care about things like sex and romance, this was perhaps the best choice among them.

Avoid the eyes. Do not touch with your hands. Seemed simple enough for Asterios.

"Mmm. Keep eyes on ground. Watch movements."

Nonsense, pairing up a couple of whirlwinds of destruction together can solve any problem! Such as sadistic fairies. What Beowulf himself finds attractive is probably easy to guess. Granted that what he finds attractive would only further drive him on to beat the crap out of the thing even harder!

So yeah, probably the best match up for this one.

"Don't let it touch you or distract you. No matter what form it takes." He moves to the left, carefully watching the thing's feet and abdomen. The way the arms moved for a moment.

"No matter what." Asterios agrees. It's possible that the creature would take Euryale or Ritsuka's form if Asterios locked eyes with it - they are the two he cares about most. But for now?

"Rrrgh!" With a short battle cry, while keeping his eyes glued to the ground, Asterios moves to swing his split labrys forward!

"Ha! That's right, press in on him." Beowulf pressed in himself, pushing the creature towards Asterios' attack. Keeping his eyes locked on the thing's feet and abdomen as it attempted to make eye contact with either berserker. The axe in the meantime managed to land a blow on the thing before it backed away.

Beowulf remained on it though, side stepping an attempted swipe from it with natural ease.

There was bad news about landing a good blow - getting a bit of blood on the labrys! And that's not good if it splatters on either of them. Not that Asterios realizes this at first - with his bloodlust beginning to rise, all he wants to do is kill.

"RAAAAGH!" As evidenced, his roars get louder, and he tries to swing harder.

He struck out with Hrunting, getting a good blow to the creature's legs. Unlike the labrys though, his sword hungrily absorbs the creature's foul blood. Really this probably wasn't a good match up for the fairy at all. Causing it to stumble and become unable to move away from Asterios' on coming assault! It will try to desperately get away, of course. But could it make it in time?

Then again, given that they already had enough blood at this point to probably extract the thing's venom they could potentially stop? Would they though? Probably not, the thing was a monster, which egged Beowulf on, and Asterios was also losing control.

Oh dear....

This is true - the actual point of the quest has long since been forgotten. Right now, Asterios is focusing more and more on "kill".

"RAAAAAAUGH!"

As such, his swings are getting wilder and more dangerous, and his head is starting to lift!

Whelp! This thing wasn't going to be bothering anything anymore, was it? Between the two berserkers there was no way that it would be bothering anyone else anymore! As Asterios starts to lift his head Beowulf smacks the thing with his shield and sends it crashing to the ground.

Ripe for them to finish it off... or look into it's eyes!? But really... would that actually do anything to them at this point?

Down it goes! There's one sure fire way to make sure this thing is dead and done with...

"KIIIILL!"

Asterios takes a leap, intending to sever the neck with his labrys - to quote a famous red queen, off with its head!

That's right, KIIIILL! And such. He hadn't been expecting things to be quite this easy. But! Well Beowulf wasn't complaining. I mean, he is sort of, wanting more of a fight than anything. To satisfy that itch, so to speak.

He still wouldn't stop Asterios from going all chop-chop with his axe against the thing's head! He will frown when the monster's noggin' goes flying off in one direction.

"Tch, too easy."

Hopefully the dragon doesn't prove as easy pickings when he gets to it.

Asterios breathes heavily, his bloodlust starting to die down once the thing had died...

... But then, a thought occurs to him.

"... Do we get... toxins now?"

Whelp! This really was short lived. There was that familiar pang of disappointment that rushed into his gut. He really has been feeling that way too much since he'd first arrived here. Asterios' question gets through to him though, and breaks him out of it!

"That's... hm... yeah?" Right, the toxins! How do they extract it now? Maybe they should squeeze it like a lemon? Hm....!

"Think we just needed to scrape a bit off of its skin... think we might get paid extra for the whole thing?" Maybe!

"Hm." Asterios thinks as best as someone like he can - is the toxin still dangerous when the creature is dead? Touching it could still be a no-no... Ah. Idea.

He kneels down to the ground, one hand touching the dirt. He still isn't wholly confident with his magic... but slowly, some green vines begin to come up through the dirt, wrapping tightly around the dead creature. That way, it could be steady while they hack off what's needed.

"... Now. Can scrape."

.. how come that when Minako finds Beowulf, it's almost always in the middle of some near-ridiculous situation?

Take this one, for example. Minako is in a store, hears a familiar voice, and while she's glancing over to look at its source, her brain is slowly processing what exactly that voice just said.

And that just makes her confused. Wait, did he just say--

"Two to three thousand degrees?!" She shrieks in surprise.

At least it's an easy way for Beowulf to know that Minako is present, huh. It sure is one way of announcing herself, even though that part wasn't on purpose.

Look, the one thing that Beowulf does best is to find some sort of ridiculous situation to be part of. Preferably one that allows him to punch things.

Also, high Minako, he glances over at the sudden words of surprise. He'd been about to leave the shop when she caught his attention. Out of all the places he expected to run into her, a blacksmith was one he wasn't expecting.

"Yeah, enough to withstand a jet flame while protecting the user. And those around them." A shrug, like he was talking about the weather. Nobody likes having their skin burned off after all!

"Are you planning on swimming in lava?!"

Apparently she's not ashamed in the slightest that she greeted him.. well, in the way she did just now. Minako thinks that her concern about this is a little more important than polite greetings right now, okay!

(And it helps that she doesn't think he seems like the type to care much for polite greetings in the first place.)

"Why would you need something like that?!"

"Close, if it also had large, pointy teeth."

An accurate description for something that was capable of charring flesh from bone. But yes, her concern should rival a more polite greeting! In fact he likes that energy of hers. It gets a wide grin from him as he moves away from the offered shields.

"I need it to help against a dragon." Enough said, right? A fire resistant shield to use against a giant, fire breathing lizard.

.. that explanation suddenly makes everything make a whole lot more sense. After all, the concept of voluntarily jumping into lava is weird. Very weird.

But considering the current month's quest board, and the sheer grudge everyone must have against the dragon that was destroying the place before, the idea of fighting a dragon is much less strange to Minako.

But even though realisation dawns upon her face, it comes alongside a different emotion entirely - concern. Even if Beowulf is a big guy..

"Are you sure.. that's a good idea?"

He shrugged at the question. Was it a good idea? Probably not, was it something that he and others probably felt needed to be done? Most certainly. His general dislike (an understatement) for dragons also helped drive things forward too. All that said the big guy doesn't seem to be all that concerned.

"Not the first one I've dealt with." A head tilt in thought. "Though, I'm usually used to dealing with them by myself."

Mainly because his own pride demands that he be the one to deal with things on his own. That, and the prospect of others potentially getting hurt or worse didn't really sit well with him. "We'll be fine, if that's what your concern is."

"Of course that's what's my concern is!"

Not that Minako couldn't think of other reasons to worry about this plan, but her own concern lies squarely with this idea. She doesn't know who else is apparently going with him, but she at the very least knows Beowulf. And he's a good guy! He's always so friendly - definitely not the kind of person who deserves to have something bad happening to him.

Hence why she frowns, the worry clearly showing in her expression as she looks at him.

"I get that you're a tough guy." That much is obvious. "But last time around even a whole group of people couldn't take that dragon down! What if you all would just get hurt-- or worse?"

Gasp! Minako your worry tugs at his heart strings greatly! He continues to give her an easy smile though, completely unworried about much of anything dealing with giant, fire breathing reptiles. Most of his worries were about preparing for it, to find it and make sure it doesn't escape this time.

"Oh, I can't make any promises that no one will walk away unscathed. It's something that everyone going after it is preparing for. The main difference this time, is that most are united under a common goal... more or less." He still doesn't look worried, and more or less easy going about it all.

"You know it was a dragon that killed me... of course I killed it first. I was also in my 80's at the time, nearing my 90's. So it had been given a bit of a handicap. So to speak."

If this conversation was any less serious, Minako would seriously stop to consider for a moment - if not outright ask him - why the guy was still out there hunting dragons in his 80's. You know, a time most people spend sitting all day and staring at people passing by, not having battles that hold life and death in the balance.

But this conversation is serious, so Minako doesn't let herself be distracted. In fact, what he's saying right now isn't enough to get rid of that worried expression on her face, though that's mostly for once reason..

"You realise that telling me you got killed by a dragon before isn't going to make me any less worried, right?"

It's just how heroes from epic poems roll baby!

But hey, serious time, right! He'll listen to her for a moment, and think her words over. "And what would make you less anxious?"

Seriously, what's up with the sudden anxiety? Don't answer that because he actually does understand. But again, if he was worried himself he didn't show it.

Minako knows that the only thing that could truly stop her from worrying is her coming along - but she can't do that, considering she can't just let herself get killed when she has to make sure to protect Usagi no matter what - or him not going. But she can't ask the latter of him either. It would be unfair, and she'd never forgive herself.

It just leaves the teenager to slowly look more and more upset, like she's thinking so hard about this, yet not able to find a single good answer to his question.

In the end, right when it looks like she might be about to cry, she says: ".. Why don't you promise me? That you'll come back safely. At least I can yell at you then if something happens to you."

Which won't stop her from being sad, but she's trying to convince herself of the opposite right now.

This wasn't quite the reaction he'd been expecting! Still, there was no question or hesitancy in his answer for her. He goes ahead and kneels down to be eye level with her and place a large hand on her head. "Of course I will, we all will. I promise you that on my honor."

His baritone voice was low and did its best to sound comforting and assuring. He knew he would come back safe and sound, just like the others. There really wasn't any doubt in his mind about any of that. It probably wouldn't do too much to comfort her now, but it might help a little.

"I promise, that I will come back safely and in one piece."

".. okay."

Minako still doesn't really like the idea of all of this, but.. well, at least he promised now. And she knows that it can't just be a promise only to placate her while he's thinking something else on the inside, since she doesn't think a guy like Beowulf would swear on his honour otherwise. Isn't honour really important to these sorts of guys..?

Either way, it means she inhales before releasing her breath as a sigh, nodding as she tries to pull herself back together again, seeming a tad more like her usual self - though without the excitement.

"When are you going to do this?"

He did promise! He would pinky promise too if she wanted! But yeah, the whole honor thing is like, super important to these types of guys. You know, the strong, manly-man warrior trope types.

"In a week or two. Whenever my two companions decide they're ready." Best to make sure everyone was ready and on board before hopping to it. Going after a dragon is a pretty big thing after all! Not something that everyone has a chance to do.

"Are you really that worried about us?"

Well, at least that means there's still some time before she really has to worry about it. And Minako does figure that she'll be able to hear about it pretty soon after it's happened too without having to wait to know what happened - after all, there's no way people wouldn't talk about it if there had been another dragon battle.

With those thoughts going through her mind, it takes a moment for Minako to respond to his question - or rather, for it to register with her that he asked her anything to begin with. But when she does answer, she nods, looking rather serious.

"Of course." There's no other possible answer than that to her. Minako may hide some things, certain emotions, but her care for other people? Never.

"You've always been kind to me. How could I suddenly not care about what happens to you in such a dangerous situation then..?"

She probably would hear about it all soon enough! And depending how things go Beowulf probably won't be back in town for a good while.

He watches her for a moment as she thinks things over, and then lets out a chuckle at her serious look. Such a spirited lass she is! Beowulf, in truth, isn't really all that used to people worrying about things whenever he was around-- or really worry about him in general. It was kind of nice, truth be told. She seemed stressed still, however.

"You're a kind one; with a big heart. But you also carry quite a bit with you. Maybe a bit too much for that heart to handle all at once." He frowns and thinks for a moment, looking her over, or really a bit deeper into her eyes. So! What to do with helping alleviate some of that tension she seemed to be having?

"...Why don't I give you a bit of extra assurance then." Something to have her hang onto so she knows he'll come back.

Talk about a callout. Because he is super right on the money. For how overly cheery and ditzy Minako acts about 99% of the time, she is definitely an overworrier - and even more accurately, someone who takes way too much on her own shoulders, including the safety of everyone she cares about. There's a lot resting on those shoulders, even if she might not always show it.

But it seems that he's seen a part of that now. Enough to make that offer.

It catches the girl off guard, making her blink up at Beowulf with surprised, slightly wide eyes.

".. Huh? Like.. what?" Apparently she can't imagine what he could give her as 'extra assurance'.

The whole, nearly crying thing certainly helps! He would be lying if he said there wasn't a smidge of worry at that. Okay, more than just a smidge, he was a real sucker for people in trouble. Or not feeling great and on the verge of tears.

Like what indeed? Beowulf doesn't... really have much. Unlike his familiar who tends to do much of the shopping. He does have something of value though to give her until he comes back. A hand reached into his own pocket before pulling something out.

"An heirloom. Or what's left of one. It was passed on to me by my former king as a gift. I had to break recently to save someone, unfortunately. Though even broken like this, it is still quite valuable and has a sentimental hold on me." He holds out his hand, the back up and fingers curled down to wait for her to reach for it. "I'm going to give you a piece of it. Something a bit extra than a word promise that I'll come back."

An important gesture from him!

"An heirloom.."

Yes, she can imagine that he wouldn't just want to give something like that away, especially if he got it from his king - it must have been someone important to him. Especially if he's still holding onto the thing, even to this day.

So there's no way he wouldn't do his darnest to return and get this back, right..?

Minako reaches out, holding out her hand so he can drop whatever he's holding in his fist into her hand.

".. alright. In that case.. I promise to keep it safe until you're back. No matter what happens."

It's important to him, after all. And Minako is way too serious under all her ditziness to not take this kind of thing very seriously.

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It's pretty hefty for its small size. Grey steel with what looked like etchings at one point in time.

"Oh, I know you will. I have the utmost faith that you will keep it safe and sound."

He'll go ahead and stand up again and give her a softer smile. "It's name is Naegling. And with that you can rest assured that I'll be back, safe and sound."

The moment he drops it into her hand, she quickly moves her other hand to support it. It's not like it's heavy enough to drop it, but it's more hefty than she imagined, and she wants to keep it safe.

"Okay.. I'll remember it."

And actually believe in it. Sure, she might still worry a liiittle bit, since Minako is a worrywart like that, but she means what she's saying.

"Then.. I'll see you again soon, right? Once your little expedition is over."

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