Prank [The Forgotten]

A request from the elder arrived at the family farm. With it a letter from The Vanquest Guild. Each requesting their assistance in an expedition of knowledge. They wanted anyone that was able-bodied and brave to explore the unknown, in search of answers. Of what they did not yet know. 

But this soon led Hiroshima, Paris and Cairn to accept the quest and head down into The Underground. They would seem to travel in the cave system for ages as the darkness grew. It wasn't until they went down a winding rocky pathway that they saw a few dimly lit crystals embedded into the walls. The ground beneath their feet was rough, and if one wasn't careful could hurt a paw on. So they had to take each step carefully.

The path would open up into a somewhat bigger space. And they would soon be face to face with a Haedian. This Haedian before them would explain that this was The Forgotten Clan’s territory, and if they wanted to continue on their journey they would need to partake in either some petty theft or a harmless prank. Hiroshima, Paris and Cairn would debate this proposition, ending up going with the latter.

As much as they could see this clan was hurting for resources, they each took issue with stealing off another that they did not yet know. If they knew that they were taking from a rich prosparing clan that took advantage of others, that would be another situation. With their answer the Haedian would guide them to where there was a small group of them preparing. Some would be gathering stink bugs, others crafting some sticky black paint.

Paris would approach one of these Haedians, “What prank are you all planning to do exactly?”

One of the Haedians would perk up to the newcomer, “We are going to sneak into the Brutes territory and disrupt one of their games. They like to gather gold rocks and whoever has the highest amount wins. I'm going to paint these gold rocks black so no one can win!”

“And I'm going to distract them with stink bombs!” Another would chime in.

Cairn would giggle at this innocent chaos. She didn't know these Brutes or what troubles they may have caused the Forgotten, but at least this sounded harmless. No lives would be hurt or taken. 

Hiroshima would seem puzzled by this plan. “That is how you want to disrupt their game? Why would you want to do so anyway?”

The Haedian making paint would be the one to answer, “Why not? They blame us for everything anyway so what do we have to lose? This is merely our way of distracting ourselves from starvation and our own misfortune. It's harmless anyway.” 

“Alright..” Hiroshima would mutter in response. 

It wouldn't be long until they were off with this group, heading for Brute territory. Where a game was in full effect. Haedians battling each other for shiny golden rocks as the Forgotten member described. The Forgotten would lower themselves and carefully sneak in, the three Vayrons in tow. 

The vayrons were given the task of stink bombing the place out so the others could sneak in to deface the golden rocks. Hiroshima, Paris and Cairn would carefully get into position behind some rock formations. Waiting until they saw the slithering haedian shapes getting into their own. 

When they felt like it was time, each of the vayrons would throw a stink bomb into the arena. The air became thick with the yellowish brown mist that erupted from each of them. A foul smell soon took control of the scene. Many Brutes would flee the arena entirely, some puking from the awful stench, others getting angry and shouting angry profanities. None would seem to notice the Forgotten that then painted their golden rocks black, nor the ones painting ‘Got You!’ on the wall. 

The Forgotten would soon slink off back towards their territory before the stink bomb filled air wore off. They knew how long it took from their obvious experience with dealing with the substance. Paris, Hiroshima and Cairn would merely follow behind them. They didn't want to take the chance of being caught as those that were the masterminds behind it.

Back at the Forgotten's pitiful looking homeland, the clan members would celebrate. Cheering and laughing at their successful prank. Though clearly more underweight than the Brutes they just pranked, they seemed happy with their success. Bringing the vayrons over to pat them each on the back. 

“Thank you so much for your help!”

“We couldn't have done it without you three!”

Paris would shyly chime in with a, “I'm sure you could have honestly. But thank you anyway.”

“So what's next?” Cairn would softly ask.

“Yeah I'm sure this isn't the only thing you want from us..” Hiro would comment as well.

“Round two, that's what!”