I just love this..nothing funnier than seeing Drew Carey lose it completely. On ya, Colin! Save the day with Meow!
“Bridge Over Troubled Waters”
Roleplay Live : Group : Lacardis Prime
War and Mercy
IceTe3a: His red glowing hues piercing into her as he watched her closely, inhaling and exhaling a cold mist of air, “It does not take a beating of a woman to make a man, And one would not get such a beating unless they showed such betrayal towards another, what would you think would happen?” he continued to say with a rumble in his voice, taking a step closer as he towers over her “Perhaps, but there will not be a next time, the next time you attempt something like that will be your last day in this realm, I guarantee it” his runic tattoo’s fade from glowing as he calms down slowly “ Keep your friends close and your enemies closer indeed is a good tactic, but be careful who you make out to be your enemies, in saying that which would you prefer us to be? Choose your next words carefully oh poisonous temptress of hell” he continued to insult her, attempting to get the point across about the worth of his pendant. “Lastly, you have no idea what you are dealing with nor what you could have done or had in your weak hands” the last part was more of a personal attack than anything else, more-so of a warning to be cautious around him than ever.
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: -Bellicus was not finished in his tirade against her. Following the spider maiden over to her dresser, where she searched for an ointment, to treat the bruising marks he had left upon her shoulder. The coolness of his breath upon her. He inhaled and exhaled deeply, obviously trying to regulate not only his temper, but also his heart rate. The shock of what Lorelei had been able to do, and the fact that she was custodian to his necklace for the shortest of moments, obviously left him reeling. Like a being pushed to the edge of existence, only to be reefed back, and all because, the bewitching temptress spared him. Towering over her, his eye glowering, piercing hers, he was putting on quite the performance. “The next time you attempt something like that will be your last day in this realm, I guarantee it” Lorelei gripped the edge of the Duchess; clearly she was now being antagonised, and all because she showed mercy from her true nature. ~Don’t change…Don’t change~ an internal struggle was taking place, as the beast within the bipedal creature, wanted to be released. On and on, he pushed and prodded, choosing his last sentence to wound her pride. “Lastly, you have no idea what you are dealing with nor what you could have done or had in your weak hands” That was it, Lorelei spun around and the facial expression said it all. Gone was the beautiful face, and replaced with one, so shocking, she was inhuman. The etching of webbing veins in her skin, a startling toxic green, almost like it was radiating toxin. “I SHOWED YOU MERCY…BUT UNLESS YOU LEAVE MY CHAMBERS WITHIN THE NEXT TWENTY SECONDS, YOU SHALL NO LONGER HAVE A HEAD WITH WHICH TO SPRAY ME WITH YOUR WORDS OF HATE. YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU ARE PLAYING WITH. GET OUT!!” Lorelei attempted to push him back, for his own good. <3>
IceTe3a: Watching her turn around her features have most definitely changed, obviously he was not dealing with a human at all, this makes the task so much more easier to deal with or at least he thought. Watching and listening to her words intently, as he continued to try and hold back the rage that dwelled deep inside of him, he continued to holster it until the final words came out ringing through his head, ‘You shall no longer have a head” and ‘you have no idea what you are playing with’ that was it for him, the final crack in the wall as his eyes started to burn a fiery red, his runic tattoo’s start to glow an immense red showing off a bright aura from his skin. He did not bother controlling his body temperature as now his natural cold chill was back (close were they? By now anyone within a 5 meter radius of Bellicus would be feeling the “Cold chill” ( Passive – Cold Chill: War, can control his body temp if he wish’s but while he is not, When he passes someone by the Temperature around him and them lowers to a bone chilling cold.) He was pissed, unable to hold back his rage, he was wrath after all, built and born for war, “Non non habetis stupri idea quis vos es paciscor per… (Translation: No you have no fucking idea what you are messing with..) as he pushed her up against the wall, and slammed his fist clear through the wall. “I do not care for death nor do I fear it, I fear what can happen if that pendant fell into the wrong hands” he grumbled as he took a step back releasing her. Looking over her once more he shook his head and cracked his neck “If you wish for death all you need do is ask, Perhaps death would be too easy on you, Perhaps demeaning you for a while will put you back in your place, Know there are forces around you could not possibly understand” as he turned his back on her and started to walk to the middle of the room, the room went cold as the lights started to flicker, darkness was coming indeed. “How could you understand something you cannot fathom, You are a insect after all, An insect that can be crushed under my boot with ease, perhaps that is where you belong instead of death” he said the last part as another personal attack.
LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- Push, Prod, Poke. Typical fucking man! He could not let it go, he could not walk away with his pride. He had his precious jewel round his neck and the fact he even had a neck at this point was only by her grace. The rage, the hate was swelling and building within the spider maiden as her chest started to heave rapidly. Course, he turned on the cold charm, and this was something laughable against the Bebilth maid. It was bone chilling indeed, but what he didn’t suspect, was that she was immune to cold, for it was fire that was her true enemy. Bellicus may have been pissed, but now, so was she. Men had proved yet again, that they are the ones, not to be trusted. Thinking her the weaker sex would be his undoing. But again with the rough play, slamming her into a wall, which made a sickening bone crunching sound, coupled with his own fist going through the stone wall. “Non non habetis stupri idea quis vos es paciscor per… (Translation: No you have no fucking idea what you are messing with..) As he fell back, she cried shrilly. “You only have that pendant…because I let you!” Lorelei flung out both arms, as her claws rocketed out of her hands, dripping in blooded toxin. Elongated fangs, with drizzling green goo, dribbled down her chin, and she sneered. “Time to play TIC TAC TOE on your face!” – Lunging at him, she aimed to pierce his right shoulder with her left hand claws, and with her right, start to carve the game in his face, with multiple slashes. <3>
IceTe3a: He heard what she had said ‘she let him have it back “You should never have done it in the first place, That was your mistake” he said as he turned around, only to cop her left claw straight into his right shoulder, it went straight through him, with his right hand raising up he managed to catch her right claw attempting to scar his face. His eyes burning at this point an aura of flames trailing off the sides of his face “You dare attack me insect?” was his only words, things were getting out of hand fast, he was still in control of his self just pissed, god forbid if he ever lost control it be the next apocalyptic coming for sure. He grumbles slightly as he staggers to stand with her weight pressing down on him, slowly droplets of blood tripled out of his wounds and either down her claw from his back or down the front of his shoulder to his chest. “Have you any idea who I am?” he growled towards her not bothering to draw weaponry, obviously she had changed into a form that did not have the need for weaponry as her body was one weapon itself. Shaking his head as he had bet she has not realized what she is dealing with, “Shall I make you my pet and keep you under my foot like the good insect you are? Perhaps this is fitting for you, Torture, Embarrassment and so so much more” he threatened her deeply as his runic symbols start to glow a hot bright red, flashing every now and then his pendant giving off a Hot red aura, things definitely were getting heated in here. Suddenly out of the situation a loud and shrieking “Eeeee” followed by stomps could be heard from outside this was of course Nex feeling Bellicus’ rage and shifting his own form, as his mane caught on fire, now breathing heavily releasing hot steam from his nostrils he was sure to run amuck outside as he broke free from his bindings. A wicked smirk chiselled its way across Bellicus’ face as he looked down at lore with a deathening stare, one could see the fires of hell burning inside his hues as he glared at her, continuing to hold her right claw with his right hand, her left claw was still imbedded within his shoulder as he clutched his left fist his skin was getting hot as hot as his rage was, he was war after all.. pulling back his left arm in a swift motion he lunged it forward with some might attempting to land it dead smack into her chest, if landing this would surely send her back a few notches “This is from hell!”
LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- Her blood riddled claws, that were coated in her neuro toxin, became imbedded in his right shoulder, and she grunted as she pumped more down from her fingers, ensuring he got a nice healthy dose. All the while, as he gripped her right hand and vocally chastised her, she was panting as if running out of breath. ~Keep talking…keep talking~ -she was screaming in her mind, and though he could not hear her, she was enacting her revenge for his verbal assaults on her kin and her kind. ~Insect? You better fucking believe it!~ On and on, venomous words spat in her face, as she gave off the look of a woman in pain, and she was, as she was feeding her own toxic riddled blood into him. “You dare attack me insect?” Oh yes…she did more than dare. Lorelei wriggled, pulling with her right hand to be freed from his grip, but keeping her left hand deep in his shoulder..ON PURPOSE. “Shall I make you my pet and keep you under my foot like the good insect you are? Perhaps this is fitting for you, Torture, Embarrassment and so so much more” ~YES….Keep talking…Keep spitting…You will spill your last words with the stain of my venom upon thy tongue!~ Her eyes were wide, as she heard the hooves of the big horse, Nex, come barrelling to save his Master from the femme fatale. Then, he went to use force upon her, with his left fist and punched her hard in the chest, which she took, blowing her back and the force ripping her claws from his shoulder, which she bent, as they passed through his skin, for maximum effect. Falling back, obviously with ribs broken, she started to laugh. It was sick and horrific. “You fool….You loud mouthed fool. You’re as good as dead.”- the toxin dripping on the floor, her claws seared in both her blood and his. <3>
IceTe3a: It is true, he was different from everyone else being a horseman, but he was the weakest of the four but only for one reason, he had refused to remove his heart from his own chest, this making him physically weaker than the rest, at least he still had his pendant which gave him most of his powers, he watched as she flew back and ripped into his shoulder as she did, he stumbles slightly as he stands up straight, his blood now tainted with her toxin, could this affect someone of his statue? He was going to find out soon enough that was for sure. His eyes watching her as he knew what has to be done, a smirk coming across his face as his skin starts to grow hotter and hotter, the steam could be seen coming off his self he was most definitely on fire but not something that is more seen but felt. Tossing his weapons on the floor into a corner they slid and clunked together, it was time to do this the old fashioned way. Meanwhile outside in the main yard Nex was causing his own trouble as he galloped around the yard his footsteps leaving burning trails, bucking up and using his front hoofs to break wooden objects making a mess of the place as it caught alight. Back in the room where bellicus and lore stood, it was a standoff as he attempted to take steps closer to her, swaying slowly he felt groggy and slow, the poison was definitely doing its job at slowing him down that was for sure, as his arms arose above his face in a fighting pose, fists clenched tightly. This was hard for him to keep them up as he continued to sway back and forward, losing vision slowly as he started to see double, taking a swing and a miss it was a very slow and weak punch but he was hitting nothing in the first place, it was just an illusion not the real lore. Even though that one was gone, another appeared before him “Damn insect, I should have killed you from the start” he said red lava starts forming around his right hand, it was burning orange and the heat coming off it was immense, it was round and quite large, Indeed this was a hellish collar fit for one such as her as he continued to hold onto it loosely, a light smirk came across his face, as they both knew his intentions. Taking another step closer he falls down to his knee’s his hands keeping him up as the burning lava looking collar starts to turn a dark black, as it touches the floor it starts to burn it away slowly, he attempts to push himself back up but falls down straight on his back. With what power he had left he rolls over onto his back, breathing deep and heavily as hot air came out of his nostrils, his eyes were heavy he was going to pass out indeed, death may be uncertain but he was most definitely going to pass out at some point. Nex could sense he was in trouble and started for the main gate to the building bashing it with his hooves, attempting to break it down, but could nex break it down in time? Could he get up to his master and save him for what came next? Only time could tell.
LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- The din created by Nex out in the courtyard, alerted all that there was trouble afoot in the Meeting hall of Arachne. Baldrick, who had been studying in the library, heard the horse destroying the courtyard, obviously enraged, but by what, remained to be seen. His first thoughts was of course, of his Mistress. Slamming down his book on the side table, he raced out to the balcony and stared down, to see the horse of flames, charging around, destroying all in its path. “Oh good heavens, who in blazes did she bring home for a quickie this time?!”- Running back inside, he dashed to a nearby bust, and tilted the head back, pressing a secret red button, that had a book case slide back and reveal…two poles. “No time for stairs.”- Baldrick said, dashing over to the pole, and clinging to it, as he disappeared from view, with a “Tally hooooooo!” Down in her chambers, Lorelei was clutching her chest, and backing up, as Bellicus was making a move on her, holding a flaming collar. “Oh no…I am no one’s pet!”- she cried, just as the sound of whooping was heard and a loud thud came from her closet. Spinning round, Lorelei witnessed Baldrick stagger out of her antique dressing cupboard, looking startled as he saw her in her underwear, blooded and with a man on the floor. “What have I told you about takeout meals…..really? Such a mess to clean up after.”- Baldrick whined, and then went to give Bellicus’s body a kick. “Don’t!” Lorelei cried, trying to pull him back. “He is a beast…I got him with my claws. But I don’t think he’s dead yet.”- Baldrick facepalmed and then put his hands on his hips. “Well his horsey is tearing up the courtyard. If it comes down the stairs…”- Lorelei crouched down watching Bellicus breathe. “Few more minutes, his internal organs will be mush, and then…we dispose of him.”- Baldrick gasped “WE?! Oh no…I’m not touching that.” Together they argued, till a shrill sound was heard coming from the pole. “Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”- The mad fop Sebastian landed with a thud and then stumbled out with his powdered wig on backwards. “Am I late?” <3>
IceTe3a: He was indeed fucked, he was gone to the world or so they thought, he could not hear what was going on and slipping in and out of it only getting small views of his surroundings, his breathing was short and heavy, and indeed he was being bested as he laid there before them all. Like a rug on the floor, unable to move, finally his grip on the collar fell loose, as it fell out of his hand and rolled onto the floor completely, burning the ground for a while and then disappearing into steam, indeed his life force was disappearing, his pendant glowing a dim red, Could this be the end for Bellicus already? Fading once more his lights went out, but his skin was red hot, a simple touch at this moment would surely leave a hefty burn. Nex knew what was going on, he could feel his masters life force fainting, as he slammed down on the doors more and more, his mane flaring with a coarse of red hot flames, bone chilling screeches echo throughout the lands “EeEeeee!” in defiance to his masters life fading, he knew something had to be done. Back with bellicus and the others his heart rate was slowing and fading it was sure to end soon, as it all went quiet, an eire silence as Nex stood tall on all fours heavily breathing and panting tapping one hoof to the ground, Ballicus manages to slip out “Non frater meus non faciunt… No nex..” (Translate: No my brother don’t.. No nex) There was something special between Bellicus and Nex, they were more than man and steed as once said, they were brothers in arms, brothers in blood. With that Nex cried aloud in another shreek as his full form was engulfed in flame, he was in pain and his shreaks allowed all to hear that he was, He was sacrificing himself to save his master, by sacrificing himself, he would be able to help save his master and remove the toxin from his body. Bellicus’ pendant started to glow a bright red aura filling the room as it pulsed like a heartbeat, it seemed time was slowing down, as Nex continued to screech outside, slowly Nex faded from this world, one peace at a time turning into nothing but ash to be scattered into the winds, as Nex finally was fully sacrificed and scattered into the winds Bellicus arose screaming in rage “BROTHER NOOOOOO!” He bellowed shaking the walls of the structure in denial and disapproval of what Nex had done to save him.. “Live free brother..” he let slip out of his lips as he raised his hand, his Sword “Judgement” flew into his hand it was a beautiful sword, Such a great sword had never been seen before. “JUDGEMENT HAS COME, AND YOU ARE FOUND WANTING” he bellowed to all in the room as his pendant’s red aura started to glow a more immense dark red, the night sky filled with a tinged of orange and red, something was going on. Nex had giving him one last chance to live by killing himself, Bellicus was pissed for this and blamed the realm, they forced Nex to kill himself, one he loved so dearly moreso as a brother than anything else. “Your time has come” he turned to face the three as his tattoo’s now were piping hot red, to match his fiery eyes.
LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- Out in the courtyard, those that witnessed the sacrifice of Nex to save his brother at arms, Bellicus, would be stunned to audible silence. Within the chambers however, the trio that were arguing on how to dispose of Bellicus’s body, also heard the silence from outside, and then the roar as Bellicus’s screamed out loud, his pendant glowing red enough to bathe the chambers in an errie glow. Sebastian pulled his wig around the right way and saw the glowing pendant, along with hearing Bellicus cry out. “BROTHER NOOOOOO!” Baldrick and Sebastian looked at each other, their mouths agape. “Uh oh!” they both cried, and made a mad dash for the poles, scrambling trying to climb back up them, leaving the underwear clad Lorelei to face the rage of Bellicus on her own. Now that his body was rid of the toxin, and wielding a sword that’s beauty was astonishing, she knew she was in trouble. . “JUDGEMENT HAS COME, AND YOU ARE FOUND WANTING” Maybe so, but the spider maiden, was far from finished. “Your time has come” Bellicus said, wielding the massive sword in her general direction. “I die….I die. But you must live with the guilt, that it was your fault your brother died. I told you to go, yet you continued to poke the spider, and now he is dead. Killing me, won’t bring him back. And you will walk this life alone….forever.” Lorelei stared him down, and held her ground. <3>
IceTe3a: Bellicus watched as the two men scrambled out there with haste, a wicked smirk came across his face as he glared down at lore “No one is safe from my judgement!” he bellowed as it echo’d throughout the lands, taking a step closer as he listened to lore plea “Perhaps not, But you were the one who took the pendant from me in the first place, None of this would have happened if you never did such a thing” he shook his head as he arched a brow “Perhaps but you will walk with me for eternity” he cackled slightly as he took a glance at his sword, raising it above his head with one arm he hollered out “IT takes a heart to feel guilt!” and with that he slammed the blades tip straight down into the floor in front of him, easily gliding through it as it was stuck there for now, crackling floors could be heard as the room rumbled, he was enraged, and was going to complete the pact, by ripping out his own heart, this would allow him to be his true self finally, there was nothing that could stop him now. “Should have kept that pendant in the first place” he smirks as he stands on his side towards her and smirks raising his right hand in a clenching fashion “Brothers! Hear me now, watch closely as I Bellicus complete the pact and Become true to my name! For I am the horseman known as war!” thunders clash outside, as red runic symbols appear on the floor around him, this was a ritual he should have done era’s ago but no time like the present as he stood there chanting in the old tongue, his hues looking up into the sky but he saw past that as he saw the faces of his brothers watching down upon him, they had been waiting for this day, what was to become of this realm afterwards? What will happen to lore once this pact was to be complete? Does war have mercy? Since when has any war in any timeline ever shown mercy to anyone who delves within the killing of others? In war there is no mercy, Only time could tell as he continued to chant loudly.
LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- With the loud roar that echoed across the land, you could hear the unison of voices come from the cupboard. (Baldrick and Seb)”AAAAGGGGHHH!” Lorelei had said her peace, assured that if death would come, she would go in the knowledge that she held no guilt for the sacrifice of Nex. But seems Bellicus was just getting started. “Perhaps not, But you were the one who took the pendant from me in the first place, None of this would have happened if you never did such a thing” Lorelei shook her head. “The pendent never left your hand. You had the whole time. I was just teaching you, that you can be swayed, when you are full of your own importance.” But time for talk it seemed was over. Bellicus was ready to make his transition to the next stage. Lorelei watched in awe, as he said words that may well haunt her for the rest of her life. “IT takes a heart to feel guilt!” He was going to rip his own heart out from his chest, to become…the true Horseman of War. Raising up his blade, her face followed and then down as it slammed into the stone floor, becoming stuck as he called out to his brothers. “Brothers! Hear me now, watch closely as I Bellicus complete the pact and become true to my name! For I am the horseman known as war!” This was turning into a nightmare. If he became the Horseman of War, what would befall her lands? Would the days of Lacardis; her home be one forevermore ruined by the constant battles and death that was sure to follow. She couldn’t allow it, and decided to act. With the sword entrenched in the ground, she bounded over it in a single leap, whilst his hand was held aloft, ready to come down and snatch his own heart from his chest. Lorelei went for a full on tackle, as he looked to the skies, in the hopes he would strike her instead. “I am MERCY”<3>
To all my Nerd friends ❤
“White & Nerdy”
Think I’m just too white n’ nerdy
Think I’m just too white n’ nerdy
Can’t you see I’m white n’ nerdy
Look at me I’m white n’ nerdy!
I wanna roll with-
But so far they all think
I’m too white n’ nerdy
Think I’m just too white n’ nerdy
Think I’m just too white n’ nerdy
I’m just too white n’ nerdy
Really, really white n’ nerdy
First in my class here at M.I.T.
Got skills, I’m a Champion of D&D
MC Escher that’s my favorite MC
Keep your 40
I’ll just have an Earl Grey tea
My rims never spin to the contrary
You’ll find they’re quite stationary
All of my action figures are cherry
Steven Hawking’s in my library
My MySpace page is all totally pimped out
I got people begging for my top 8 spaces
Yo I know Pi to a thousand places
Ain’t got no grills but I still wear braces
I order all of my sandwiches with mayonnaise
I’m a whiz at minesweeper I can play for days
Once you see my sweet moves you’re gonna stay amazed,
my fingers movin’ so fast I’ll set the place ablaze
There’s no killer app I haven’t run
At Pascal, well, I’m number 1
Do vector calculus just for fun
I ain’t got a gat but I got a soldering gun
“Happy Days” is my favourite theme song
I can sure kick your butt in a game of ping pong
I’ll ace any trivia quiz you bring on
Here’s the part I sing on
They see me roll on, my Segway!
I know in my heart they think I’m
white n’ nerdy!
Think I’m just too white n’ nerdy
Think I’m just too white n’ nerdy
Can’t you see I’m white n’ nerdy
Look at me I’m white n’ nerdy
I’d like to roll with-
Although it’s apparent I’m too
White n’ nerdy
Think I’m just too white n’ nerdy
I’m just too white n’ nerdy
How’d I get so white n’ nerdy?
I’ve been browsing, inspectin’
X-men comics you know I collect ’em
The pens in my pocket
I must protect ’em
my ergonomic keyboard never leaves me bored
Shopping online for deals on some writable media
I edit Wikipedia
I memorized “Holy Grail” really well
I can recite it right now and have you ROTFLOL
I got a business doing web sites
When my friends need some code who do they call?
I do HTML for them all
Even made a homepage for my dog!
Yo! Got myself a fanny pack
they were having a sale down at the GAP
Spend my nights with a roll of bubble wrap
POP POP! Hope no one sees me gettin’ freaky!
I’m nerdy in the extreme and whiter than sour cream
I was in AV club and Glee club and even the chess team!
Only question I ever thought was hard
Was do I like Kirk or do I like Picard?
I spend every weekend
at the renaissance fair
I got my name on my underwear!
They see me strollin’
And rollin’ their eyes ’cause
I’m so white n’ nerdy
Just because I’m white n’ nerdy
Just because I’m white n’ nerdy
All because I’m white n’ nerdy
Holy cow I’m white n’ nerdy
I wanna bowl with-
but oh well it’s obvious I’m
white n’ nerdy
Think I’m just too white n’ nerdy
Think I’m just too white n’ nerdy
I’m just too white n’ nerdy
Look at me I’m white n’ nerdy!
Role play Live via Titan : Land Lovers
A Pirate’s life Role play
RazukenCarrendar: – A westerly wind was blowing on the isles of the “Dragon’s Redoubt”, coming close to caress the canvas sails of a Captain that had lost his way. This Captain’s name was forgotten, in the sake of amnesia from a survived hurricane. He was indeed lost, both mind and body. What would he do? Survive. Yet survival came second in this man’s mind, for he only remembered one thing out of all his memory… Her… Lyra, was her name. A maiden so fair and beautiful, with locks of flowing gold hair, and her body refined and lacking no exterior, to say the least. She was his motivation for living, and his key to finding his lost memory, and his actual name. This time, however, he simply called himself ((enter name here? Give me ideas… if you like)). (blank) stroked his red beard thoughtfully as the isles appeared over the horizon of a pre-sunset sky, the clouds hanging overhead like a mournful overtone. The sun started to come up, glistening off of the water in the small sliver of horizon that was not covered by the clouds, allowing a stretch of red to be painted across the underbelly of the clouds. The light shined off of the gold buttons upon his jacket, seeming to enhance his appearance. Navy blue threads hung from a tear in his sleeve, and gold embroidering lined his shoulders in a regal fashion. He followed the ways of the older sailors, with honour and wisdom, but that was in the past, forgotten. What path would he lead now? “Red sky in the morning, sailor takes warning..” he muttered. He had already had enough of storms, and he was in no mood to battle one. He curled his lip angrily at the clouds overhead and silently cursed Poseidon.
The western wind blew harder, it seemed, and knocked off his Captains hat, as if Poseidon was silently accepting his challenge in return. Grasping for it, he kept a hand firmer still on his wheel. Failing to catch it, it sailed right into the ocean, floating in the waves of a dark greenish blue. The captain was NOT pleased. “To dem it all… T’was me best mop cap..” The isles approached gloomily, and (blank) started to tack sideways against the western wind to avoid a nearby reef. His ship, surnamed “The Washed Flagon” was nearly a dinghy from the utter destruction that the hurricane had caused it. Block.
CharlotteCarrendar: -The western wind did pick up for certain, for on the isle the trees were blown back, their large boughs bending, like flowers to the rain. Upon the shore, a castaway was collecting pieces of driftwood, hoping to have enough in her skirts to use for the fire pit that night. Days, weeks, months? It was hard to tell how long Madeline had been alone on this island; her own ship been smashed against the rocky coastline, its reefs treacherous, and enough to tear the hull of many a vessel that dared to sail to close to shore. Madeline’s torn skirts fluttered and rose as the wind increased. Another good piece she spots, and bends down to collect it into her skirts. On rising, the cry of the lone gull heralds that this day may bring new fortunes, or another lost soul. The waves that cross the sands, are growing in size, set to tumble and crash onto the shore. The shrill whistle sings a chorus, whilst Madeline’s hair is swept back, revealing a sun kissed face. Eyes of the deepest green now stare out beyond the waves, and she sees what is most certainly a mirage. It cannot be. A ship? The wood she has collected falls loose from her grasp, clattering upon the sand as she races for the pyre. Is this her chance at freedom from this wretched isle? Madeline runs as fast as she can, her prints marking the sand, only to be swallowed by the oncoming tide. Reaching the pyre, she drops to her knees, and tries to get the flint to light the stone, and send up a fire signal, to alert the ship of its dangerous path. <3>
Xiangxiu: -The western waves just off of the isle of Dragon’s Redoubt were clashing with the newly found winds that picked up. Idrial sat in the Captain’s cabin trying not to fall off of her chair embroided with ruby. The ship began to sway as thunder roared from outside the now fogged windows. Idrial new the seas were devious, but this was just outrageous. Finally having the audacity to walk onto the bridge Idrial saw the thick shadows of obscurity in the sky, like ravenous wolves prepared for the slaughter of their prey. Cracks of thunder shot down at the ship, leaving prominent sparks, but not enough to start a fire. “Oh what have you gotten yourself into this time, you stupid IDIOOT!” Idrial shouted at herself. Pulling at the dead ends in her hair she ran up the stairs of the bridge to try and take the wheel but slipped from the puddle that was deeper than she had anticipated. The docile wind made her freeze on the wet and creaky floorboard of the ships surface.
MaylionCarrendar: – Yes it was jack, not jack sparrow, or even Captain jack sparrow. It was deck cleaning Jack. With his bucket of water and soap and his broom in his hands his body moved along with the wild movements of the ship caught in an storm. All the other mates were running around with slight chaos in their body trying to save the ship from disaster. But all jack did was leaning on his broom with his slightly green face. His moustache and beard soaked wet from the waves that had hit the ship from the side and splash water on the deck.. the deck he was cleaning.. Or cleaning? Well – let’s say he tried. (Jack) ‘’ Row .. row row .. the boat.. I feel bloody sick.. la-la-la-la-laaa-laa.. come-on jack get a grip ‘’ He softly repeated these words in his chaotic mind to fight the urge to empty his stomach. He hated these days, the waves, the feeling of having no steady surface under his hairy feet. He had no clue why he signed up for this.. maybe because he grew up between these people. He turned his head sideways and noticed Idrial slip and fall on her butt. The movement of her body tripping made him even more sea-sick. The bucket next to finally crashed sideways and rolled over the deck from one side to another. Jack wanted to jump up and help the others but his body wouldn’t let him. After a few minutes he then finally moved his legs side way from one side to another trying to hold balance. Another wave and sudden movement of the ship was enough for his stomach to stop listening to the song he was repeating in his head. He bowed his head forwards and while walking he just puked all over the deck. He started while puking moving the broom over the deck to clean up after himself. Overall it was a funny looking picture. If the crew would wait for another 10 minutes he would be prepared to help them out. But for now he had to get rid of the rum and bread in his stomach of last night.
CharlotteCarrendar: -Upon the shore, the windswept castaway does her best, to strike the flint to the stone, that would send a spark into the pile of wood. ~flick…flick…flick~ Again and again, but the smallest spark does leave the flint, but the wind blows hard, and this extinguishes the spark, much to her horror. Glancing back out to sea, Madeline can see the sails being blown so hard, that they are set to tear. Gritting her teeth, she turns on her knees, so her back is a shield to the harsh winds, and again, strikes with the flint. A spark, that jewel of red and orange catches hold upon the dry twigs. With the wind and Madeline bending down, to blow the spark to life, the first crackle of fire is heard, almost drowned out by the crashing of waves upon the shore. Hoping, praying that the fire would grow, she continues to blow harder, her cheeks now stained with a crimson blush. Quickly snatching up more twigs as fuel, she builds upon the already flaming twigs, and rising to her feet, so to the fire grows in height. Now Mother nature can do the work, and feed the wind to the fire. Turning now, out towards the ship, she waves her arms frantically, to those onboard. Would they see the fire, and travel a safe course, or be blown upon the rocks, and share in her fate? <3>
Xiangxiu: -Tasting the divergent hint of chlorine and bleach, Idrial came to her intellects and arose from the wet floor, her hands flimsily grasping the smooth edges of the ship. Noticing Jack had spewed on the deck she rolled her eyes and wondered why he’d ever get on a bloody ship in the first place. A flush of water came over the ships edge as it washed away the remains of bread and alcohol. Idrail finally reached her destination of the wheel and swung it around and around, turning them away from a sharp rock that blocked her view from the isle. Few too little moments passed as she saw the cascades of red across the deep blue, and a tiny figure, the shape of a young maiden if anything is what Idrial’s eyes observed. No, it looked more like a flea actually, jumping up and down frantically. Idrial’s eyes widened, knowing it was a warning but had turned the wrong way from the sharp rock. The currents of the ocean were leading them straight to danger. Looking left and right she had no idea which way the wind was going, it seemed to be going at all different directions, simultaneously. Fragments of wood and stone and cloth were floating within the outskirts of the shore, the winds too ferocious for Idrial to turn the ship around, The hinges of the bottom of the ship scraped alone the hard rock. The ship was lost, all Idrial could do was gather supplies while the ship was slowly desecrating. She took a few extra minutes to not forget some of the crew, including Jack who would be glad that if he made it onto the shore alive he’d been on solid ground. Shouting and trying not panic they were nearly at the shores edge. The young woman’s features became clear to her, and as if a sign, a shimmer of the moon revealed itself from the sky and lit up an area which Idrial could use to jump across to the shore safely. First she threw all the supplies she could hold across to the sand. Then she slapped Jack’s face a few time to make sure he was aware, as she pushed him of the ship. Then
finally Idrial went to jump off the ship, but before she reached the end of the plank like wood, the moon’s light had disappeared and as she jumped, a piercing sting dissipated in her abdomen, as she crookedly landed on the sand in pain. <e>
MaylionCarrendar: -The eyes were laying deep in his face with mild green circles around them. His face was pale and seemed to be staying pale. The wrinkles in his face were loosely hanging over ten layers of other wrinkles on his cheek. And if you looked closely you could see dark brown thick hairs coming from his gigantic mole that was placed in the centre of his left cheek. The back of his hand moved over his lips and removed the pieces of soaked bread with the smell of rum. If he would have gathered the puke and placed in on a plate he was sure everyone would have tasted it due the strong alcohol smell. For a moment he seemed to be back to his normal ‘’brave’’ self and lifted his head while glancing at Idrail who was now standing behind the massive wheel in order to regain control over the ship. He looked down on his hairy feet and noticed there was no use of cleaning the deck with this weather. Fuck? Then what was he supposed to do? As Idrail swung the wheel around he turned his face to the north.. or was it south? Or east.. or the west.. He didn’t knew it himself — They had asked him in the beginning to do the work with the whole map thing.. and holding the compass.. and stuff that was really impoooortant… — but quickly they realized Jelly Jack was good for .. absolutely nothing other than cleaning. As he was watching either one of the four directions he had noticed what idrail noticed.. it was small but recognizable.. a fire! And a small frame of a person waving hands around to be noticed. As a clumsy pirate he swung his feet forwards ( Yes this was his way of running ) With the ship waving from side to side he grabbed the edge of the ship and nearly ducked forwards over the edge face first in the water. As they came closer to the shore his eyes liked the frame even more. It had.. boobs. Beautiful boobs.. young boobs.. boobs who were actually ‘’lifted’’. He hadn’t seen boobs like that since.. 45 years, yes that was his complete life. Drowned in love
jack kept staring at the young woman while not even realizing they reached the shore already. Idrail who was busy carrying supplies to the edge of the ship must have noticed his interest for this fine young lady. He felt a warm hand being slammed against his cheek a few times and then being pushed off the ship head first. (Jack) ‘’ HUAGHESUGHSUHGUSH ‘’ He swung his arms around in the air and his legs made a weird ‘’ Frog ‘’ movement before he landed with his face first in the sand. For a moment the complete world around him was dark and silent. As he flopped on his back he still couldn’t hear a thing. As he opened his eyes slightly confused and adapting to his new enviorment he figured sand entered his mouth, nose and ears. With some wild movements he jumped up pretty quickly for a man his age and started to remove the sand. He glanced up and looked first at Idrail who had jumped off the plank into the sand. (Jack) ‘’ How would you like to eat sand next time we sail to a deserted island where this … — ‘’ he turned his old face towards Madeline and continued his sentence ‘’ Lovely.. young … Boobs–.. EHH lady. ‘’ Just as he spoke the words that were rolling in his head that were supposed to stay there he slapped his fist against his chest and started to cough out some more sand while turning fire red. (Jack) Ugh—Ugh.. What’s your name b-b-b… Sweetheart.? ‘’ <e>
CharlotteCarrendar: – Flailing arms, held aloft by the castaway were in an effort to avert the impending fate of the ship. Alas, whoever was at the helm had no idea their left from right, the wind too, added to the calamity, with the sails being blown backwards. For certain the rudder would be sure to snap under the strain of the ship turning so hard and fast. The maiden’s eyes widened, her heart set to explode from her bountiful chest. Her tattered remnants of what was once a gown of a lady, was nothing more than a few stray pieces of cloth stitched together, barely concealing her round and supple form. “Hark…no…not that way!’- she cried, arms going wild, with her hair being blown back. But the ship was to be lost. “Nooo!” Yes, it happened again, the rocks so sharp, like claws, that raped, (yes raped) the hull so savagely. Even from the shore, the sound of splintering wood, the horrific roar as the ship started to tear apart, as though to surrender its cargo and crew to the sea. “Oh…please be able to swim!” she prayed to the God of the Sea. Unlike the crew of her ship, that were all drunk when her ship was wrecked, and only their bloated bodies lined the shore. But unlike her crew, this ship had a hearty crew, that seemed well apt to take to the tumultuous waves. Churning white water, foaming and frothing, as it gave up the men and women. But one man however, who spat up more sand than air, had something else on his mind other than simply making land. (Jack) ‘’ HUAGHESUGHSUHGUSH ‘’ Madeline suddenly stopped flailing, as a man of age, came up out of the sea, and spewed words that sounded…foreign. Not terribly sure if this was a form of greeting, she answered with..”Are you alright? Are there others?” Obvious questions are obvious. But so the funny speaking man is joined by one very attractive and busty sailor, with massive mammary glands. The man who spat sand then started to address Madeline. (Jack) Ugh—Ugh.. What’s your name b-b-b… Sweetheart.? ‘’
Unsure of herself, but happy to see survivors, she uttered. “I am Madeline LeFleur, a castaway from the Lady Edith.” <3>
Xiangxiu: – Idrial closed her eyes and listened to the perverted Jack speak, yeah, sure get a mouthful sand is disgusting, but not as bad as being punched in the gut by a rock. She effortlessly stood still surprisingly, her superior physique inaudibly raising and sinking, her breaths calm as she tried to block out the old man’s words with the inharmonious waves against the isles floor. Noticing he had stopped she guessed it worked. Although not to her surprise she was yet again wrong, the only reason the fool had stopped talking was because of the lady Madeline Lefluer. She had landed on this isle to, but she was a castaway. It made Idrial wonder what they were now. Jack, a … yeah, she wasn’t going there. Walking over to her suitcase Idrial picked up her luggage and headed for the warm embrace of the embers of the fire. Hiding in the shadows of the light Idrial stripped to get changed into something less, well, ruined now. (Idrial) “OH MY GOD!” She had just remembered that she was not set to go to the isles, and all she had remaining in her suitcase were fancy dresses and stiletto type heels, which you think a pirate Captain would not own. Idrial was unique in a way that masked her with beauty, and hidden talents. Finding a gown that best suited the colors of the flame and sand, Idrial dressed up and put on heels, to proud of herself to wear bare feet, even when it came to sand. It was because for all she knew, well in this case didn’t know, how much longer she could live with the life of pleasures. Trying to walk through the sand felt worse than walking on the rocking ship, at least that had a flat surface. Finally thinking she got the hang of it she held her head high and went to introduce herself to Miss LeFluer. Reaching mere inches away from her, the bottom of her heel tilted from a sea shell and she fell to her side, her hair covered in sand. (idrial) “UGH!” She ripped off her heels and threw them in the fire. “Neither of you will speak a word of this when we find a way
back!” She spoke to the crew as she tried to use her fingers as a brush to wipe out the remaining bits of sand in her hair. With no more interruptions Idrial finally reached Miss Lefluer and greeted her respectfully. (Idrial) “It is a pleasure to meet you Madeline, My name is Idrial Scarlet, Captain of the…” She went to point at her ship and drew a blank face. “ Never mind.” She turned away from the woman and went to check on the other remaining members and luggage, there was enough provisions to last them a few months at least, if everyone wasn’t greedy like they were on the ship. Greedy hands touching the buns and swords slashing open the wine barrels to fill their mouths that they laid underneath. A few months should be enough time to figure out what to do. <e>
Roleplay Live : Group : Lacardis Prime
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Twisted Wood, a province in the foot hills of Emerald Mountains. A hive for scum and villainy when the town’s folk saw the last of the Knights of the Order. Following the near demolition of the Inn, the builders had been busy in restorations, so most which were left in the town, were having to have their ales out in the open market place. Lorelei, who had grown weary of the constant demands of office in the capital; Arachne, donned a disguise, and with a horse stolen from the stables, she rode out under the cover of darkness, heading for the besieged town. Through the forest glen, the heavy beats of horses hooves, foretold the impending arrival of the crimson haired beauty. With a black cape, that billowed out from behind her horse, she rode fast as the wind does blow, jumping fallen logs and skilfully averting from the large rocks that dotted the pathway cut through the foliage. <3>
IceTe3a: Eras come and go as time passes by with Bellicus watching over the realms, unable to twist their fate in any way possible, for he was stuck in his statue form. Never being to this realm he now finds himself in, it was unusual for his body to be frozen in time to a realm that he has not visited. But every twisted problem had a reason behind it, of course this was unknown to him, Bellicus was simply put and better known as “Wrath” one of the horseman, but he would never admit to this nor would he tell anyone of himself, as he freely came and left realms and era’s with ease. His body was frozen in statue form deep within the Twisted forest, nature had seemed to taken a liking to him as grass, vines and other sorts of plants and wildlife had come accustom to his being there and found it fit to utilize his statue form to grow over. Loosely hanging around his neck was his pendant, each horseman had one and each was special to the horseman. a blood red coloured priceless gem, if you look deeply enough one could swear there was a swirling red liquid in it, placed in a gold crest and hung upon pure gold links, forged by the two gods from heaven and hell it contains mass amounts of power, Gods forbid if it ever fell into the wrong hands, not only would they have the power over Bellicus himself, but also untold powers of the ages. This has never happened before, as he was very protective of his pendant, suddenly his pendant started glowing a dark red aura, around itself giving off a light that would cut through the dark depths of the forest. Emitting a pulse every 5.2 seconds like a beat of a heart, the skies around him darkened as it continued to beat faster and faster, sending its pulse across the lands. It was happening again. He was being set free of his prison, as small fractures in the statue started chiselling its way across his form. Suddenly it all went quiet; an eerie darkness was lurking around with a sudden crash of a sound that could only be thought to be loud thunder he was engulfed in an immense white light. He slowly gained movement back to himself as pieces of his statue form fall from him and onto the floor, wild life scattering from him as finally with one last attempt Bellicus screamed out with a mighty roar “Sum vivens!!!” ((Translate: I am alive!!) extending his arms upwards above his head in a rallying fashion, the final pieces of statue flying and scattering across the forest floor. Bellicus stumbles down to one knee as he is still physically weak from being imprisoned for all those eras’, holding him up with an open palm to the ground. His breaths were deep as he took in air through his nose, taking in the sweet scent of nature around him, this was a clean realm to be sure, and one he preferred to be in. Bellicus has been to many era’s in his time but prefer the old era’s to the new ones as he kneeled there catching his breath, his pendant swaying slowly as it started to dim to a small red aura within the gem itself.
GrayGooTheory: “But watcha mean that there’s n-…now I don’t make it a habit interruptin’ you, eh?” A pair of figures of course was making their way along the trail. Hazards and potential highwaymen be damned; none of it was even considered as a concern to the woman. The wide brimmed hat tipped as she peered down to the figurine that came up only to somewhere around where her knees should have been had the skeletal structure been more appropriate for a humanoid. Her own form had layers built up. Segments of patched in fur underneath–including a liner around her upraised collar– situated itself underneath waxed canvas to keep the moisture and wind out almost completely. The front likewise was buttoned up keeping most of her upper body almost completely tucked away. The lower body showed a set of chaps hung from one of her two belts for the sole purpose of hanging armour. Normally this would have been a set of boots and greeves and possibly armoured thighs hanging from the belt had she been able to wear boots. The issue however was the instra-tarsal joint (like a bird, satyr, etc) that ended in cloven hooves but without a bit of flesh exposed. In her right hand a simple engraved walking stick with a series of cordage wrapped around several sections of it. The little ‘man’ beside her little more than a crude sculpture. Its face blank and empty and hollowing with nothing but a gaping hole filling that space. It seemed to be made of clay and stone in a solid lump showing no joints at all. Despite all that it moved rather well. What’s more is that while she spoke with it and even responded no words were heard by anyone else. “Of course! D’ya think we were conned? We get to town, drop it off, and get our p– what did I say about interrupting me?”
LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- Horse and rider were one; Lorelei moving in a fluid action, rising and falling from the saddle, her fingers gripped tightly around the reigns, as she guided her steed along the pebbled path. Ducking under low hanging branches, the subtle whip of leaves, that swirled in her wake, the hooves thundering along the path, till there was an unearthly sound, that broke through the darkened forest. Lorelei’s head whipped around to the right, as she pulled up hard on the reigns, to slow her mount. The horse reacted violently; not only due to the abrupt nature in which Lorelei tried to slow him, but also by the roar of a creature unknown. Rising up, the horse brayed, pawing the air with blackened hooves, snorting and showing its distress, as Lorelei used her thighs to cling to the horse’s sides, in case of being thrown off. Down the horse would come, with its rider adjusting in her seat, but still she had to regain control, as the horse turned to see behind it, and then Lorelei pulled hard right on the reigns, to have it face the path forward in the right direction. The sound was like an explosion that was followed with the ungodly roar. Had a beast been awoken from its slumber? Lorelei had ridden this same path hundreds of times, and this was the first time, she had heard anything of this nature. Well armed, with two long blades, and a cross bow, the spider maiden was not a simple woman wandering blindly and without knowledge of how to defend herself. Eyes of a violent jade, darted as she searched the undergrowth for the slightest movement that this “beast” could make in her direction. Lorelei’s chest rose and fell beneath the tightly bound bodice of her gown, skin of alabaster riddled with toxic green veins that pumped her venom throughout her being. Lorelei reached forward, to pat the horse’s neck, in order to try and calm her mount. Deciding to be somewhat daring, she sung out. “Thou may hide amongst the brush, but I kid you not, I know these woods, like the back of my hand. Do thee well to show yourself, Oh Creature of large lungs!”- There…that should bring the bugger out. <3>
IceTe3a: Coming to a stand Bellicus opens his eyes, allowing all to view his dark red hues as they scanned his surroundings looking at the trees and wildlife in this terrain, little to be said about this place as it was unknown to him. His body suddenly engulfed into flames as it was a natural thing of any horseman, showing they are changing to suit the timeline they find themselves in, He was now wearing black leather jeans they were dirty and torn as if they were battle worn, thick black leather boots, and no shirt for the time, as it was not needed. His hairstyle was a dark black colour with red strains going around his head, a more young looking style to be seen, his age could not be older than 26 even though he was a man of limitless time, following these changes his two weapons appear onto his self, his long blade that was made of runic stone, it had a red hilt and a stone looking blade, Red runic symbols ran down the blade simply saying “Singulis humanae fatum est sua” (Translate: Each man’s fate is his own”) the blade was called “Iudicium” (Translate: Judgement) A fitting name for any weapon of a horseman, hitched to the front of his jeans was a chain and sythe called “Messorem” (Translate: Reaper) Also fitting as it is well within his rights to do so. Standing a tall 6’3 he flexed his arms, along his entire upper torso and arms he was covered in Runic pictures and symbols, this was an old language that looked to the naked eye as markings or tattoo’s but in all reality they dictated his lore and the horseman’s rules. If anyone could speak the old tongue they could see his past history, lore and rulings of the horseman, not a common tongue to have but their where those in life that could understand it. Finally extending his right hand upwards he dusts himself off, picking off any foliage and plants left on himself as he came accustomed to this realm “Quare sum adducto excitavit” (Translate: Why have I been awoken and brought here…) his voice rumbled lightly. Taking in a deep breath he exhaled as a cold mist cloud formed around his dry lips and flew outwards, this was normal for a man of his statue. Raising his right arm in the air his lips parted “ NEX! Venire ad me!!!” bellowing from deep within the forest, from out of the darkness a flame emerges, in the shape of a horse, it was his trusty steed known as “Nex” (Translate: Death) it stood 18 hands tall, a big horse to be sure, a dark black brumby, on its forehead it had a dark red runic marking to show the bond between the two, Nex’s mane flowed freely down his neck as it was also dark black in colour, a matching pair these two galloping towards Bellicus, he reared up on his hind legs letting out a piercing sound, calming down as nex came to a full stand, his breaths where short and strong, puffing small amounts of mist from each nostril, Nex was a gentle beast and a beautiful one at that. Bellicus climbs up on top of Nex with ease, leaning in giving nex’s neck a slight kiss before sitting upwards and patting nex’s back “Let’s go boy, let’s find out where we are” with that Nex stomps his right hoof in agreement as Bellicus clicks his tonge and taps his heels against Nex’s sides stating he’s ready to press on. Gripping onto Nex’s Reigns he smirked slightly as he took in the scent around him “Deinceps!!!” (Translate: Forward!!) he bellowed as Nex took off in a flashing gallop leaving hoof prints behind him as trails, Nex’s prints were hot to the touch and scorched the land as he galloped along “Quod opus est Nex, Quod refert” (Translate: No need for that nex, Lets fit in) Obviously the horse understood the old tongue, Bellicus was referring to the burning trail of hoof prints left behind, Nex was a bloodthirsty beast to be sure, Excited to see battle once more, but understood why one would have to fit in, on special occasions as Nex’s hoof prints stoped scorching the ground as they galloped ahead only leaving that of normal prints behind, Unknowingly they pressed on who knew what laid ahead of them, only time would tell.
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – “ NEX! Venire ad me!!!” Yes, that was what was heard coming out of the darkened forest. Lorelei went perfectly still, rigid as though she was the one that had become the statue. Her horse’s ears pricked, and with white foaming around its mouth, it snorted loudly in protest to the sound. Not exactly the response she had anticipated, Lorelei thought for a moment. Okay, so whatever it is speaks the tongue of gods. The spider maiden cursed herself for not paying attention to her scholars. What a time to need a translator. Listening carefully, she could hear the oncoming thunder of hooves. “Uh oh.”- She said under her breath, and quickly led her horse behind a large oak. <3>
GrayGooTheory: “What?” The little figurine finally lifted its stubby arm and angled it towards her hand held at her side. It was the only location with fabric thin enough for the tinge of both blue and red–somehow remaining separate colours and not mixing into the proper purple–flowed through. Ayla of course cursing herself for not noticing this earlier in her argument with the little man when the corresponding sensation was also the tingling of her skin that would feel much like sets of ice cold needles piercing her everywhere. There was nothing else however to provide details for her enchanted alarm system. Just the the runes didn’t like it nor did her staff as made apparent by its writhing in her grasp. No words from the golem but she spoke in response once again. “Yes, of course I noticed. It just wasn’t important.” A blatant lie to hide her apparent screw up. There was no bright flash of light as she armed herself. The staff simply changed. So subtly too and so minutely that had someone not been watching it intently throughout the process they would’ve never noticed the end towards the ground having been replaced by a steel point. One that was unnaturally sharp and bore the same engravings along its beaten and poorly shaped end as the rest of the implement. The figurine by now was turning and pointing in a direction somewhere behind them forcing the duo to change directions. “How bad could it be?”
IceTe3a: Galloping with ease Nex was getting worked up, as usual he was still urging for battle, Ballicus smirked slightly he had to admit he was also urging for battle, both Nex’s ears and his heard the sound of another horse in the near distance, a small smirk chiselled its way across his face “Primus Certami… PERAGEMUS!” He bellowed the last part quite loudly, (Translate: First encounters… ONWARDS!) Nex responded with a loud Squeal “Eeee!” as Nex picked up pace darting through the forest with ease. His pendant swayed and jumped with the motion of them both, leaving a continuing red glow around it, that could be seen through the darkness, slowing down Nex came to a trot as, Belicus’s hues flickered around scanning the terrain near them both. Coming upon a large old oak tree nex came to a stand and stomped his right hoof into the ground. “ Licuit puer ubi sunt?” (Translate: Alright boy, Where are they?) His dark red hues continue to look around deep into the darkness, as Nex stood still breathing heavily, allowing mist to come out of his nostrils once more, Taking in a deep breath through his nose, Bellicus exhales a small cloud of mist also, he could smell the scent near but how close were they? By now anyone within a 5 meter radius of Bellicus would be feeling the “Cold chill” ( Passive – Cold Chill: War, can control his body temp if he wish’s but while he is not, When he passes someone by the Temperature around him and them lowers to a bone chilling cold. ) “Ubi pontuerunt latebit?” (Translate: Where could they be hiding?) he said in a low tone as he cracks his neck in testament of the current situations. He could not know what or who he was facing, which forced him to ask the question aloud not expecting any answer “ Quid es exacte?” (Translate: What are you) Nex was becoming impatient as he reered up on his hind legs, violently thrusting his front legs in the air letting out a shearing “Eeeee” Once more, Holding on tight to the reigns with one hand Bellicus was used to this behaviour from Nex by now and smirked slightly as he calmed Nex back down, giving him a pat on the neck “Soon enough Nex” he said in common tongue.
LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- The equation. One large oak, one large horse. The answer, an easily spotted maiden on the back of her mount. That thing, whatever it was, could be heard getting closer. Quick thinking on the part of the maiden. There are two ways to fight, one is to face head on, the other is to take cover, and ambush. But the rider and his mount were faster than she had anticipated. To top it off, following words chosen in a dialect that was unfamiliar to her, she got the sense of a cold chill, that affected both her and her horse. Her ride had already come so far, as she left Arachne a short time before, and to try and outrun this being would bring the horse lame. Doing what she thought best, she alighted from her steed and smacked its ass hard, to have it run off riderless down the track towards Twisted Wood. This could serve two purposes. One; to give the one that sought her out, to think she had carried on, or two; just to give her time to find a better cover. But to her dismay, the beast sung out in that tongue again. “ Quid es exacte?” Lorelei face palmed, still not understanding the wording, but in her mind, it was more or less a taunt of some description. “Curiosity killed the cat…maybe the spider will get lucky.” –she said under her breath. Rising up from the follage cover, she wandered out in plain view. A cocky half smile and she gave a light nod of her head. “At last…Oh Creature of big lungs, you decided to show yourself. I admire that. Now, if you would move your walking keg on legs out of my way, I may continue on my journey.”- Talk about bold, but what did she have to lose…aside from her head. <3>
IceTe3a: Hearing galloping hooves tracing off into the distance he had thought this person had escaped him once more, until the form of a female appears walking in front of him. Bellicus could understand this tongue, it was the common tongue, and had to admit that was a smart tactic if only she had remained hidden, it perhaps could have worked for her. His dark red hues flicker down towards the female, as he studied her from top to bottom, hearing her insult Nex; he shook his head slightly with a smirk “Puellam fortem sive stultus fortasse” (Translate: Brave girl, Or stupid perhaps) his smirk widened as she asked him to move aside “One would be smart to hold thy tongue, If they are attached to it” he glances around for a mere moment and focus’s back on the young female “I am Bellicus, and you are? More to the point, what are you doing out here?” cooling his body temperature down to a normal so she would not be affected by his cold chill (Passive offline – No affects or feeling are felt by anyone until further notice) “Where am I to be exact” stating the words of a lost man, attempting to show he was a mere man lost in the woods and nothing more.
LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- So..that worked a treat. Lorelei had used cunning, to seem braver than she actually was. Calling his horse something akin to the barrels that they haul beer in, wasn’t exactly nice, but it was not meant to be. Men always used colourful phrases to woo a woman to the silks, so Lorelei thought, why not do it in reverse, though she could have been a little bit smarter, and not gone so wide out into the open. Again he spoke with that tongue, and she quirked a brow, having to judge by his tone, and the facial expressions he showed. Finally, he spoke common. Ah yes, one of those high and mighty types. Great. “One would be smart to hold thy tongue, If they are attached to it” How to make a comeback to such a threat. “Ah…yes well, I am rather fond of it, but it has a habit of running away on me.”- Shrugging her shoulders, knowing that bravado would not win extra brownie points, Lorelei nodded as light introductions were made. His name…Bellicus. “Mother not like you or something?” she asked, before knowing that might be appear to be a tad casual. “You are currently standing in Twisted Woods, in the plains of Lexios.”- Pointing to the looming shadow of the mountains that surrounded the valley, she continued. “Emerald Mountains…you must have made the pass through there at some point. Unless you just…shifted here.” Looking closely, she spied the crystal round his neck. “You are aware that there are highway men that…would fancy such a fine trinket as the one you wear around your…neck.” –she made a point to gesture casually with her right hand. “More suited to a woman, I would have thought. Oh…and I am known as Lore. I would say it’s a pleasure, but I was freezing my tits off here…some reason, the temperature had dropped earlier. Wasn’t you, was it?” <3>
GrayGooTheory: A bit of whispered singing begun as they trekked back in the way they had come. The figurine flaunting what could only be perceived as an odd bit of bravado. Moreso than it’s casual gait that it had taken up; odd for an animated object to express such emotions. Regardless it made virtually no noise at all as it strode given its relative size and weight and relative agility. Ayla on the other hand was actively trying to be quiet if not for the hushed singing. Which was little more than a fluctation of air being forced out for a few few moments? Enough to cause a flicker of dim red light in the air in the shape of runes not unlike those on her flesh and on the staff and stitched into various bits of clothing. As quickly as they existed they were gone and she was silenced again. Left to stalk along the trail and through the woods to draw closer.
IceTe3a: Lore, she said her name was lore, so be it than quite a interesting name indeed, as he glanced back towards where she was pointing, and talking about some mountain ranges “”Ahh yes… the glass mountains of course” he said trying to keep his tracks covered “ No I did not as you say shift here, Whatever you mean by that is beyond me, as for my name it suits its purpose quite well.” His red hues glance down to his pendant and back up towards lore, the pendant started to glow a slight red aura once more “And they would find themselves weight, judged and found wanting. Nor is this for a females possession to be shown off as if it were but an accessory, an old family heirloom as it were” adding the last part, as he did not want to spark an interest in the pendant itself, that was a dangerous subject for anyone. He was trying very hardly to mask what he really was and his intentions, but had to admit to himself that he knew nothing of this realm or why he was here. Simply put he needed information on this place and it was hard to get when one had to keep a low profile. “You have yet to tell me why you are out here so deep in the forest and now without a mount. Perhaps there is war in these lands?” He asked trying to get a sense of understanding of this realm. “What are you to these lands? Farmer’s wife? No… your affects are to clean” he said as he examined her closely leaning down closer towards her to get a better view. “perhaps a rich lords wife” Taking note of her small armoury she had on herself “ One should learn how to use such tools otherwise one may hurt oneself” he smirked slightly taking punt at a female with weaponry.
LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- The being known as Bellicus was well versed in the art of common language, and she had to admit, he met her wit, with a heightened sense of worth. So, he didn’t shift here, that discounted the ideal he was of demonic descent, but he did smell oddly of sulphur, or was it something else. Keeping from showing any signs of amusement, to not antagonise the being further, she kept her lips pursed, her arms at her sides, but fingers twitching, as though she would reach for arms, at a slight inkling he would turn on her. Bellicus spoke of how any who dared tried, to relieve him of his prized jewel would be found weighed, judged and not wanting. So sure of himself, she had to admire that at least, be it from lack of intellect or he had proved himself in battle. Ragabond highway men would be no match for a Knight or Death Lord. Course, he put the microscope back on her, seeking to know why she ventured this far out without chaperone, nor companion. “Right…why am I out here, on my own. Good question. I…saw the full moon and thought, nice night for it.”- she did something of a strangled laugh, for it was not exactly the truth. “And since your bellowing in the forest upset…my steed, I had to let it…go on for me. Good thing I wore my boots.”- she slapped her knee high leather boots, as if to say…”yes, I am wearing them” Next he asked of her station. Bugger. Dare she say that she was in fact the Prime Minister? Not on your life. So…she made up a title. “Actually, I am the wife of the …Chamberlain. He…is uhm..very well known up at Arachne Hall in the capital. Was snoring when I left him.”- she had hoped this would suffice. For now. <3>
GrayGooTheory: Ayla had finally drawn near enough to hear a portion of their conversation. Not that it was particularly difficult by now either. The little man was speaking up to her and relaying both sides of the conversation. To her own bit of perception it included the tone and accents as well when it fit into the conversation. Of course this was still something that Ayla alone heard. The way she figured it however was that if she could hear them they could hear her. Thus, she halted and crouched leaving the earthen figurine to continue the rest of the way. Her senses extending beyond herself allowing her to accept what it was that this little guy both saw and heard. Something that had made her throw up the first few times she attempted it given the peculiarity of the sensory overload.
IceTe3a: Leaning back upwards he scratches his chest as he thought for a moment glancing up at the sky and then back at her “A night stroll indeed..” he said in a lower tone not attempting to press on with that notion as he glanced into the distance her steed was truly gone, but did the steed truly get scared off, bucking her to the ground? No scratch’s to be seen but perhaps it was not that harsh, more important matters were at hand as it seemed. “The wife of a chamberlain, carrying tools of men, on a night stroll alone? And you have mentioned something about highway men” leaning back in his saddle as he arched a brow “Not exactly the wise one are you.” He said bluntly as he glanced around once more, adjusting his pendant making sure it was secure on him, he extended his arm outwards towards her “I cannot allow you to freely roam out in these woods at night, one may get themselves hurt or worse” It seemed to be a gesture but in reality he was hoping for more information, giving her a ride to the kingdom would give him the location of the area and main city, and learn more about these lands, it seemed to be the smart thing to do at this point. “I shall give you a ride back to the capital” his red hues glancing into hers as he awaited her answer. His ears twitch slightly as he heard rustles nearby, along with other noises, Could there be someone else following the two? Perhaps these highway men she was talking about? Or could this be a trap she had previously set up, to have him surrounded? More to the point does he ignore all of this and take the chance? Or does he draw and ready to defend himself against what’s to come? For the moment, he would not rush into things too quickly but let things play out if lore indeed attempt to set a trap for him, he was about to find out in due time, as he glanced towards his back slightly and then back towards lore.
LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- Okay, so she told a few porkies. Well, she told some king size whoppers, but all in all, she did not mean to lead him down the yellow brick road of her imagination. He was quick to point out that she bore the weapons of men, and to top it off, she was armoured as well. Not dressed at all like a lady of the court. That had slipped her mind entirely and the jig, as they call it, was up. “Seems the snake bite medicine made my mind cloudy. How very clever of you to take note of my arms. I could bore you senseless of tales of what I am not, but that would be wasting each other’s time. I fear I have done enough of that.” As it were, the beast man known as Bellicus happened to be a gentleman, offering his hand out to her, saying; “I cannot allow you to freely roam out in these woods at night, one may get themselves hurt or worse” So, he was to lord over her, and to be honest, she was not exactly keen to make it on foot to the next province. A ride back to the Capital then. Lovely. Seems her night out would be cut short. She took on his offer, and accepted his hand, climbing up onto the back of his horse. Adjusting her cloak, she made sure it was not caught up, and then nodded in the direction of Arachne. “Good thing your horse is so large, to be able to accommodate us both so readily. I must apologise for the curt remark about your horse being a…”keg on legs” Least she did say she was sorry. <3>
IceTe3a: He smirks slightly as he helped lore up on top of Nex, obviously Nex would not protest to this, as he knew there was a reason for everything that happened in the world. “This is my steed Nex” he gave Nex a pat and smiled slightly “We are more than that of Man and steed, but brothers. Best to remember that” Glancing over in the direction lore had pointed out to he nodded softly, “So you are not who you say you are, Perhaps in due time all will be revealed” With that Nex let out a screeching “Eeee” once more and took off in a gallop, speeding up. It was obvious Nex was an intelligent steed as well as fast, As was nature intended him to be, as they continued to gallop further into the distance he smirks slightly “One so easy to trust, Getting this close to someone is not intently safe, Either you are loss of mind or you are sure of your skills” he said all to bluntly towards lore. Nex’s speed seemed impressive as he freely roamed through the forest with haste dodging trees as they pass by eventually the clearing of the forest edge came into view as they slowed down right at the edge of the forest line. His hues flicker around as he studies the terrain; Nex needlessly gets impatient as always as he starts digging at the dirt with his right hoof. “Where to now?” he asked shortly.
LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- It was true, she had not revealed all that she was to the man known as Bellicus, but also, she was sitting right behind him, her arms wrapped around his midsection, claws retracted of course. But then her lips curled into a smile, so wicked and delicious, as she released her pheromones, that were something of a scented toxic mix, designed to lure the unsuspecting into her web of desire and deception. Her right cheek rubbed to the left side toward the back of his head, her lips just shy of his ear. Lorelei heard him utter; “One so easy to trust, Getting this close to someone is not intently safe, Either you are loss of mind or you are sure of your skills” The bebilith maiden’s irises swirled with a deep mix of the darkest jade. Pure. Cold. Deadly. “Let’s just say, I’m very good at what I do.” The horse powered through the forest, charging as she held on tight with both thighs and arms locked. When they broke the clearing, he asked her . “Where to now?” She answered straight into his ear, with the bewitching tone of the venomous spider. “Across the plains of Lexios, you will see the turrets of the Hall. Their silver spires reach up into the night. Flags at full mast can be observed. See for yourself, Bellicus.”
IceTe3a: His hues glanced over the terrain and the destination of where she has been leading them both, understanding which direction he is to go next, as he takes in another deep breath unknowingly inhaling the toxic pheromones. “Shall we continue then” he said as they pressed on galloping through the pains, as time passes by the pheromones start to take effect on him, slowing down his senses leaving him unaware of his surroundings, “ I suppose one must be good at their job in order to do it” he said as Nex continued to follow the path straight forward. His mind was clouded and loss of thought it was an unnatural feeling for him but he took no note of it, as he cockily thought he was the one in control of the entire situation. In the near distance as she said, there were the turrets daring to defy the laws of gravity, By now his senses were completely gone, if there were to be danger about he would not realize it until it’s too late. “Interesting structures” he said aloud as they came up to the turrets waiting for more directions as to where they were to head to next. “Perhaps you should hold the reigns and lead, it may prove to be faster” he said as Nex came to a tall stand.
LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- Sure enough, the ploy worked, and as she rode on with Bellicus, her toxic charm was weaving its own magical web of malice. “ I suppose one must be good at their job in order to do it” Bellicus said, but she could tell how his body was less rigid, relaxing. Her hand strayed lower to “cop a feel” and see if he had indeed been seized in to her net. Grinning, she knew he was more than hers now. The turrets were ahead, and she took this chance, sliding off the back of the horse, and landing on both boots firmly in the dirt. Taking up the reigns, she leads horse and his rider in through the gates, only to be met by four guards and the stable boy. Lorelei hands the stable boy the reigns, as the leader of the command; Lord Ashton peers through his helm at Bellicus, then turns his head towards the Prime Minister. “M’lady, where did you abscond to this time? And…who the devil is that?” –his steel gauntlet pointed up at Bellicus. Lorelei smirked, chuckling low under her breath. “A leader of men, whom saved me just shy of Twisted Wood.”- The Lord scoffed and chortled. “Pull the other one.”- Lorelei shrugged, then offered her hand to Bellicus. “I have chambers ready, which would be a welcome sight, I dare say. Care to join me?”<3>
IceTe3a: Bellicus glances around in his newly found surroundings, as his hues flicker from one person to another, unable to study them properly as his senses were gone, he had thought there to be no danger but that could be an understatement, as he stood off his horse and towered over many, glancing over at the young kid handling his horse he grumbles slighty “ Watch him closely” he said making sure Nex was to be well looked after giving a light stretch as his pendant jingled with his movements, glancing over at the captian, he was sizing the man, it was not exactly a sense more of a male thing, finding the guard to be less than entertaining he walks up besides the one he knows to be lore as he glances down at her and nods “Shall we” he said unaware of his surroundings, never had he been bested before and still to date he thinks that, though under the current circumstances it may seem he is not the one in control of the situation something he has yet to realize.
LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- “Lets.”- Lorelei took up Bellicus’s arm, as her guards allowed both to pass, and she escorted the intoxicated Bellicus, down to her lower chambers, that could be accessed via a stone stairwell. The grand oak door swung open, as Lorelei brought him in. The interior of the chambers, was quite plush, a large four posted bed, kingsize, with red satin sheets, and black covers marking the centre of the room. The stone floors, adorned with furs and scattered cushions. The chandelier over head, was covered in lit candles, and swung lightly in a breeze that was ventilated from above. Allowing him to stand in the centre of the room, Lorelei waltzed behind a sheer screen, and slowly disrobed from her armour and leather strapped gown, only to replace it with finely spun silken undergarments, black of course. Her silky crimson tresses were untied, to flow off her shoulders, and down her back, and on coming out from the screen, she was every bit the temptress that she was famed for. Skin the colour of alabaster, set off my ruby red lips, and eyes the purest jade. Lorelei sashayed back over to Bellicus and then pouted, making doe eyes, as she reached up for the red necklace, that hung around his neck. “Give it to me…..please.” <3>
IceTe3a: His senses were gone to him, as he entered the rather lavishing room, his hues glanced around uncaringly as he looked around meaninglessly, as lore disappeared into the back and came back wearing a silk undergarments, his hues fall upon her as he watched her without care. Hearing her ask for the pendant, her soft voice trailed into his ears as would the song of a siren, he was helpless to defend himself as it was too late. As he reached for his pendant his runic markings across his body started to glow softly in displease, although one part of his was saying no, he had no resistance in her asking of it, as he continued to watch her lips pursing and her hues, looking deeply with in him, he was indeed stuck in a web one of which he has yet to come to realize it was an unusual feeling indeed, something he was not used to but felt almost normal, but that feeling was a lie and was meant to be that way. Pulling the pendant around his head he had it loosely gripped in his hand as it dangled there, glowing an immense red in the air. “As you say” he said in a soft tone, surely this was not going to happen, he could not be come over so easily right? If he had any self thought or senses to his self, perhaps he would have drew his blade by now. Unfortunately he was in a circumstance he had never been in before, Many have tried to calm the beast and steal the pendant but this could be a first achievement for it.
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Green eyes mesmerizing, Lorelei watched him extend his hand, holding the necklace, barely gripping it. But Lorelei did something rather unusual, even for her. She studied the jewel, holding it in her fingers, turning it slowly to capture the light. Swirling contents. Every few seconds, she glanced up at the eyes of Bellicus, and then back at the jewel. “You value this trinket greatly. I dare say, it holds great power.” And as easily as she had held it, she let it go. “Congratulations, Bellicus. You may put it back on.”- she then turned away from him, and sat casually on the end of the bed, crossing her legs, hands flat down on the black of the bed cover. And there she sat, as her pheromones would wear off him. Now, you are probably wondering, why she went to this extreme, to almost take his prize, and then as easily let it go. With a slight tilt to the head, she watched him thoughtfully. “As I said, I am very good at what I do. You are free to go.” Was that it? <3>
IceTe3a: He watched helplessly as she held onto the pendant, he could feel himself losing control over his own body as he felt the strokes from the pendant. The pendant was glowing an eerie red, giving a warm feeling to the one that held it, it must have felt powerful for one to hold such a relic in their hands. Standing tall and unfazed as she continued to examine the pendant he laid in wait his dull red hues watching her with the upmost calm sense about him, these pheromones really did a number on Bellicus, obviously never had he come across anything like this so he had no idea who or what he was dealing with, nor how to defend himself against such an attack. Watching lore as she continued to caress the pendant only to give it back to him, he grabs it slowly as he watches her sit down on her bed. As the pheromones start to wear off slowly, his senses came back to him as he remembers what happened and what was going on, what she had made him do. His eyes fixated on the pendant as he completely came back to his senses. He was that close to losing it all, how was this possible? Never in all the centuries had someone taken one of their pendants, not willingly and not whilst they were alive. The same thing ran through his head over and over again, ‘How was this possible?’ he continued to think to himself as other questions arose in his mind such as ‘ what exactly was he dealing with and how much does she know about him and the pendant?’ He wanted answers and he wanted them now, he cared not what happened next as his hues burned a fiery red. Placing the pendant back around his neck as it sent off another beating pulse every now and then, it was clear he was pissed, more so because of how close he came to being lost to the world. Standing up tall as he braced himself his fiery red hues flicker over to lore as she sat there with a slight smirk on her face, His runic tattoo’s now clearly glowing blighting up the room around them, “Quomodo audes…” (Translation: How dare you..”) he said in a firm tone as he took a step closer to her gripping her shoulder tightly with his left hand not enough to cause serious harm but enough to get the point across, not bothering to draw his blade as it was not needed. Bellicus clenched his right fist, “What are you, what did you do to me and what was the purpose of that” he said in a threatening tone. “If you ever attempt anything like that again, you will regret that day, or would you care to die now?” He bellowed in a deeper tone, as the walls started to rumble, the structure itself was fine and unharmed, it was only the depth of his voice echoing throughout the walls. Obviously this had struck a nerve, there was indeed something different about his pendant that was clear to others now, but did she understand just what she had done and what she almost had in her hands? And if she did, what exactly was she going to do, such information was not safe to have nor share around freely with others, this could cause some issues in the near future for him, or so he had determined. He awaited her answers to all his questions he had previously bellowed out, just to see exactly what she knew and what she didn’t know so he could better assess the situation now at hand.
LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- Oh, he was angry. His body positively glowed fire hot, eyes burning like embers as he stared down at the spider maiden, who was seated at the foot of the bed. Coming around from the dazed state she put him in with her pheromones, he must have realised, just how close he came to losing everything in this world. “Quomodo audes…” (Translation: How dare you..”) Yep, he mad. His tone was firm and full of fury, as he seized her by the shoulder and lifted her to her feet, so he could give her a right royal tongue lashing. “What are you, what did you do to me and what was the purpose of that” His breath, hot and heavy was in her face and she blinked twice, about to speak, as he continued on his tirade. “If you ever attempt anything like that again, you will regret that day, or would you care to die now?” Lorelei’s mood altered as she snorted back at him, her eyes a sickening colour of green, as he had now awoken the vengeful spider within. “Yes, that’s right, be a brute, use your gnarled digits to bruise my skin. Feel any more like a man now?”- she shook herself free from his grip and rubbed her bruised shoulder, staring back at him through a veil of crimson, her hair partially masking her face. “For all your power, and size, you seemed to forget that one rule. Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer. Had I chosen, I could have kept your trinket, and eaten you alive, while you swam in the warm waters of my sexual scent. BUT NO, rather I wanted to teach you a lesson, you proud git. Never…EVER trust a woman. Now…get out of my sight.”- She then turned for her duchess, and went over, trying to find ointment for her shoulder. <3>