Chickens!

[Kolava]

He rolled his eyes at this, though he hadn't had high expectations to start with. Unlatching the crates and letting the doors fall upon, he shooed the birds out and down the stairs with a simple yet effective growl. No sooner had he done this then had he felt sorry for them, so, with a casual remark in that simplest of Nature's languages, he informed them of the dozens of delicious glowing insects in the main room. Heh. That would be sure to keep the sprites busy for a while.

[King Nicho Klojhen]

The chickens take off at a run, clucking and squawking as they dash down the corridor, only to end up in the main hall. One chicken making a prodigious effort to leap one of the couches and ending up in Cherise's hair. Two of the chickens try to start a conversation with Syn, who proceeds to throw corn at Tempest. Naturally several of the chickens converge on her. One chicken dashes into the kitchen only to faint at the sight of cousin Billycluck and aunt Tenderchick hanging by thier feet from the rafters.

A couple escape into the gardens and then the bag of corn is spilled on the floor, creating for them a feast that could have only been sent to them from their new god, the Kolava god. As they eat the corn, they offer up prayers of thanksgiving to the Kolava.

Eventually after causing much disruption in the main hall, about eight return to their crates outside of Kolava's door to await another visitation from their god.

[Tempest]

RunChickenRunawy: Cluck, cluck, squawk! ::A dozen chickens come running down the corridor and into the main hall, squawking in fright as they run from Kolava's tower::

Jalen safiya: Aye , I have never had the Ale .. :: she smiled ::

Knight Eire: Never? Really? you should try some. ::He took another swig of the ale::

WykedBlackCross: HOLY CRAP. Where did the chickens come from?

RunChickenRunawy: ::One chicken tries to fly over the couch and ends up in Cherise's hair::

Ix Illusion: >_>; -Blinks a bit.-

Iove is fragile: :: Well, she was quite covered by the velvet curtains right now, but believe me, thinking the chicken an ally of the curtains, she tried clawing at the chicken through the curtains. :: AWAY YE FIEND!

Bladegash2k1: Well that's odd ::he began as he watched the chickens run around:: umm

RunChickenRunawy: ::Two chickens dash around the bar and start a pholosophical conversation with Syn::

WykedBlackCross: ::latches on to Rune:: I hate chickens. Get them away

Bladegash2k1: ::he laughed looking to Tempest, then to the chickens for a moment then back to tempest:: Oh man.. are you serious?

Iove is fragile: :: Somehow, she managed to engulf the chicken in the layers of the red curtains. ::

RunChickenRunawy: ::One chicken faints as he dashes into the kitchen to see cousin billycluck hanging from his feet from the ceiling::

WykedBlackCross: ::she nodded::

RunChickenRunawy: ::Three of the chickens actually manage to make it out the garden doors::

Bladegash2k1: ::he smirked:: well tell you what.. if one makes a move on you, i'll protect you. ::shook his head, still having a grin on his face at her reaction.::

WykedBlackCross: ::she clung to his back:: Oh man please make them go away

Knight Eire: ::Robin looked around a bit more:: You know, every time I come in here, something strange happens.

RunChickenRunawy: ::a big fat chicken hops around, clucking at Tempest, sensing her fear::

Bladegash2k1: ::laughs at Robins comment:: Tell me about it..

WykedBlackCross: ::she screamed:: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Ix Illusion: O-o?

Ix Illusion: Chocobo!

Iove is fragile: OO; Kentucky Fried Chocobo.. :: Missed those games. ::

Jalen safiya: :: holding the baby to her chest , as the chickens ran in , she stood up , and headed to her room with the baby::

WykedBlackCross: ::screams filling the air:: GO AWAY. SHOOOOOO

Bladegash2k1: ::he grabbed a cloth and waved it at the chicken, findign this very awkward:: Um... shoo chicken... shoo?

Ix Illusion: -Tosses corn on temp-

RunChickenRunawy: ::The fat chicken snaps at the corn greedily::

Knight Eire: ::He crossed his arms over his chest and watched the chickens:: You know, you could catch one or two of them... they'd taste rather good in stew.

WykedBlackCross: ::she fell off Rune's back and ran as the chicken pecked at her feet, she tackled Syn to the ground, screaming:: EVIL MAGE

Ix Illusion: X_X -tackled- you know you love me..-tosses more corn on her-
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Bladegash2k1: ::his eyes widened some as he saw the wings come out of Tempest::

WykedBlackCross: ::she was on her hands and knees, actually crying, something she never did as she curled up more within the safety of wings::

RunChickenRunawy: ::The chicken's dash around clucking and trying to eat the corn, for they hadn't been fed for two days and are hungry, they try to avoid the people chasing them::

Iove is fragile: :: After breaking free from her curtains, the drunk succubus watched the chickens run about, and then realized that she still had one in her hands. ::

RunChickenRunawy: Bawk! bawk! Cluck cluck cluck.

The returner8: ::Paul sat his back pressed against the outer wall of the castle as the tide rose and the waves began riding along further up the beach::

RunChickenRunawy: ::Pecks at her hands in fear::

Bladegash2k1: ::Rune then sympathized, he didn't even find it funny that Syn did it in the first place. He grabbed the bag of corn that syn had left and dumped it in one pile on the floor, then shooed them away from Tempest::

WykedBlackCross: ::she screamed aloud again as she felt something touch her hands, tears streaming down her face, pulling the wings in tighter around her::

RunChickenRunawy: ::The chickesn, except for the one that fainted in the kichen and the one Cherise is holding, converge on the pile of corn::

The returner8: ::he sat there staring out at the ocean, his eyes watching every momentment, even though most of it was just a mass of black water with white freckles tinted from the night sky::

Bladegash2k1: ::he knelt down next to Tempest and shrugged some:: Hey.. are you okay? They're.. they're gone.. ::now wondering why he didn't dump the pile outside::

RunChickenRunawy: ::As the chickens eat the corn, they give thanks to the Kolava god for sending them to such a bountiful feast::

Iove is fragile: Ow, ow! Be nice! :: She was quickly sobering up. ::

Jalen safiya: :: she came back down the stairs after putting the baby back to bed in it s cradle , and returned to the bar ::

RunChickenRunawy: ::One of the chickens will glance at Jalen as she walks by, then turn back to eat some more corn::

Jalen safiya: : seh looked at the chicken and corked a brow ::

WykedBlackCross: ::she was shaking and yelped when Rune spoke to her, she scooted back away and hit the wall::

Iove is fragile: :: Giving a blink, she would set the chicken down, smoothing out it's feathers, so that it could run and get corn from the Kolava god. ::

RunChickenRunawy: Bawk! Bawk! ::Having eaten their fill, they make their way back towards Kolava's tower, to the familiar if slightly uncomfortable crates::

Bladegash2k1: ::he tilted his head to the side, at temps reaction, then stood, figuring she'd calm down in a bit of time then::

Jalen safiya: :: seh watched as the chickens made there way to Kolava's Tower , she then walked to tempie to try and ca,lm her ::

Iove is fragile: :: She would bust into laughter, drunk to begin with, but damn that was funny. ::

RunChickenRunawy: ::Clucking among themselves, wondering if they might get another visitation from the Kolava god::

WykedBlackCross: ::leaning up against the wall, shaking, the wings dissapeared as suddenly as they appeared, tears streaking her face::

The returner8: ::he closed his eyes as the breeze coming from the cold ocean pressed against his face, and he signed in content::

Iove is fragile: :: Mun can't restrain her laughter from the words Kolava and god appearing next to eachother. Mun falls off of her chair dies. ::

Jalen safiya: :: going towards tempie , seh wiped her tears from her face , you will be ok giving her a reassuring smile ::

WykedBlackCross: I hate em. :;she began to hiccupp::

Jalen safiya: Ok I can see that .. she leaned against the wall with her ::

WykedBlackCross: They are evil and they smell and one tried to eat my hand cause Syn is an ass clown.

[Kolava]

He emerged an hour later from that hingeless metal door, his eyes set straight ahead. His manner was calm and solitary, not the least bit expecting of the clucking that would greet his ears. He turned his head very slowly, dreading that he should find those fowl once again; unfortunately for him, there they were. What's more, they seemed quite settled in, as if having no intentions of leaving. With an hint of annoyance, he inquired what they wanted now, silently wondering to himself why they hadn't all been caught in the main room like he had hoped.

[King Nicho Klojhen]

The five chickens as one are stunned to silence by the creature's presence.

(Five because three made it into the gardens, one was served as part of the buffet this morning by the cook, and another was eaten by Sly when he ventured into the main hall this morning.)

They turn as his mind touches them and bow before the Kolava. One braver one looks up as their unified thoughts become known to Kolava.

~He's here! Oh, happy day! Now we shall be fed again. Kolava is almighty and worthy of our praise!~

The five begin clucking contentedly, secure in the knowledge that their god will provide.

[Kolava]

Blurring the concept of animal himself, he had decided long ago to never claim ownership over another. Having worshippers, though, was a different story entirely. Besides, anything to enlarge the division, right?

He led the chickens from their crates into his hyperdimensional oddity of a room, guiding them through the vastness until they came to a bright region with a floor of...dirt? The tesseracted space of what had once been one room was partitioned into specific areas by walls, and this one seemed to be a garden of some sort, or, at least, that had been Kolava's plan.

In actuality, his lack of gardening skills meant that few but the scrubbiest, most insect infested plants had taken root under the artificial glow. It was a pretty lousy garden, but it was a haven for chickens. He led the five inside and informed them that their god wouldn't mind their presense so long as they didn't make too much noise and were sure to provide a constant supply of eggs and compliments.

[King Nicho Klojhen]

The self appointed high priest of Kolava bobs his head and clucks, sending a mental thought picture of thanks and happiness. As gardens go, it wasn't much, but bugs are good too and it was a veritable paradise to them, especially after living for several days in a crate.

~The almightly Kolava has favored us, we shall do as he asks.~

Another bob of the head and the chickens spread throughout thegarden, some already starting to build nests.

Perhaps the Kolava hadn't noticed, and of course, neither have the chickens, but since that first mental contact from the Kolava, they have gradually become more inteligent, their thoughts actually coming more coherently and clear.

~All praise the mighty Kolava, our provider~

[Kolava]

Being a psion, he certainly noticed. It was actually a rather intriguing issue, one that caused him to think back to his days in the Wild, where sentience was a taboo luxury. His thoughts hadn't made him very popular back then, and now he saw himself dragging more animals into the same rut; although, being a domesticated breed to start with meant their acceptance by the Wild was already nonexistant.

As he realised with a sigh, leaning there against the doorframe of the garden and watching them scurry about, they were a lot like him. He would keep them around, for a while at least; the god thing was a nice touch but was already starting to get on his nerves. With nothing better to do, he moved to the exit and down the stairs to steal some hay.

[King Nicho Klojhen]

For the most part the chickens busy themselves with eating the bugs and building nests, already two eggs have been laid, for who wants to lay there eggs in a crate, if they can help it?

The one designated as priest of Kolava, now priestess, having gained an understanding that she is female, they all are for that matter, paces at the edge of the garden, looking at all the unfamiliar things in the god's universe.

[Kolava]

The room has started out as a moderately large cylinder shape with a coned roof, being the only room of the top floor of the tower. Ever since Kolava had had his way with it, though, it's exact shape was impossible to tell. While on the exterior, it was still a single cone-topped cyllinder, the central room had several doors along the outer perimeter that, instead of leading to the outside, led to more rooms. Also, the rafters seemed to give way to a vast loft, and the floor had trapdoors leading to modest sized cellars; none of the extra rooms had windows, but some (like the garden) were illuminated by an odd ambient shine that came from the air itself.

Since chickens had only moderate understanding of the third dimension, even the brightest of them would be completely lost in the fourth, so any strangeness the birds perceived would likely be considered a trick of the light and ignored.

Since Kolava was colorblind and preffered a low light level, the masonry of the castle was left almost completely unadorned. A few steps and a doorway connected the central chamber and the garden, and the door (iron and hingeless, like all the others) was currently closed.