[RP] Disgaea - Presence of Favoritism

[PkMn Trainer Black]

"Lead the way, Sarge."

[Silver]

Ashamed that he couldn't remove the being from the amulet, Youki followed with the group.

[Frenchfry]

"So, Samurai."
Cedric stepped over a fallen branch, noticing what looked like a clearing up ahead.
"What's this I hear about a raid on Yuiska's castle? Got an army ready to take down Lloyd or something?"

[Silver]

The entire Saigyouji clan is increasing their daily training to prepare. Our forgemasters are working constantly making new weapons and armor.

[Frenchfry]

"Sounds like you've been preparing for some time now. Got a battle strategy?"
Trudging closer to the clearing, Cedric noticed something tall and narrow jutting out of the ground, with a slight increase in thickness at the top.
*Gasp*... Maybe it's a STICK!

[PkMn Trainer Black]

Want me to shoot it, Cedric?

[Monzta]

With a burst of life, I suddenly shout to the group.

"Guys, this could be a trap. It's a trap!"

Am I too paranoid? Or is my instinct warning me?

[Frenchfry]

Cedric cracked his neck, turning to face the ninja.
"Uh... Probably. That's why I'll lead the way."

[Silver]

Youki lets out a sigh as he makes his way over to the gunner.
Traps violate Chugi. I'll have to assist.

[Frenchfry]

Cedric took a step into the clearing.
"Seeing as my life is now in your hands... what'd you say your name was, samurai?"

[Silver]

Youki Konpaku of the Saigyouji clan.

[TrainerX]

Shadow followed Cedric and the others. He couldn't smell many animals in these woods, which was odd. Sometimes there were so many scents that it interfered with his hunting. Then the Ninja yelled, and Shadow noticed something tall and narrow sticking out of the ground.

"That looks more like a stick than a trap."

[Sora]

I heard some fuss over a stick, so I expanded my senses to examine The Stick in a middle of clearing. It looked way too smooth and man-made to be natural. "Still looks like a stick to me... I might have aura sens but I don't have X-ray vision to see if there's anything hidden below it." I said, slightly grumpy at the time. "If it's safe, we could camp here for the night. I hear a stream narby."

[Frenchfry]

Cedric moved closer to the stick jutting out of the ground.
Oh, well that's not just a stick, it's-
"It's a staff. Looks like it's in pretty good shape, too."
He took another step forward. One footfall too many, as it happened. As his foot hit the ground, the dirt and grass was broken by what appeared to be a large catapult concealed under the thin layer of earth. Cedric was launched across the clearing, slamming headfirst into a tree.
You stupid idiot! I'm still up here, you know!"

[Desbear]

Oh come on! Why can't we go a few steps, without something like this happening dood?