Osha Summer – The Blood of Kings.

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Osha Summer

 

FC : Katerina Graham

“You say I’m a witch, like that’s a bad thing.”

Status: Alive
DOB: May 7
Gender: Female
Species: Witch
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Homeland: Firemarsh
Current Residence: Cottage Mer Vue
Title: Whore
Family : Two elderly aunts.
Allies: N/A
Enemies: All Royal ladies.
Personality: Sexy, wild, carefree, promiscuous, loud, brash, violent
Likes: Men, Money, sex, music, fine clothes, horses, a comfortable bed
Dislikes: Royal ladies, stiff upper lips, fakes,
Marital Status: Single
Weapons: Her sharp tongue, wand, wit, spell book, crystals, charms, poisons, and her dagger.

Pet/Familiar: Black cat (Jasper)

Abilities: Natural ability to handle snakes, spiders and scorpions uses the element of fire, shape shift into a crow.

History: Oshra was raised by her aunts, in a small cottage off the sand dunes of the coast line of Firemarsh. Her mother Ophelia was burnt at the stake as a witch, for she was caught in the bed of a noble, and his wife, a Lady of a far off realm accused her of witchcraft in turning her husband into an adulterer. Raised well in the knowledge of how her mother was killed, she set about making sure, that when she reached the right age, she would become exactly what those in the royal houses would one day come to fear. To be the woman whose skill in the arts of love making were so pronounced, that Knights and Lords would pay top dollar for a night within her silken bed. Her aunts, both were of the occult, and taught their niece much of the dark arts of magic and witchcraft, and she became very much in tune with her abilities. A natural at making potions, and able to milk snakes and spiders for their venom, as well as use them to get revenge on the fair ladies of the land, she was as deadly as she was beautiful.

 

Night Land Castle (3) – The Blood of Kings.

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EricHeymour

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 28, 2013 07:31PM

Nightland Village*Leon had managed to secretly get her from the castle with nearly no problems. True, he had to knock a couple guards or servants unconscious, hard enough to make sure they don’t remember what happened, but other than that, nothing. Not only this, but the horse back ride there gave no issues as well. Before long, Leon could see the gates approaching and he slowed his horse down to a gentle jog. He assumed the queen did the same and the two strode through the gates. Leon led her to the Stables that were not far from their entry point and he hoped off the steed, patting down the pieces of his leather tunic that were visible with a sigh, his rather thick and heavy steel shield hanging on his left arm, though he managed to carry it as though it were nothing. He turned to his queen as his eyes surveyed the area.* “Where to next?”

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TiannnaLoves

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 28, 2013 08:10PM

Nightlands VillageRegina was on the edge of fury. She wanted to find this knight that the villager long ago has told her about. Regina roamed through different villages threatening innocent people to tell where this Leon guy was. The last place to check was the Nightland Village. Smacking the her heel of her boot on her horse sides, her horse started to galloped through the Dark Forest. Shortly, she saw a figure of a castle in the distance, it was Nightland Castle. A smirk would slowly stretch across her face as she knew she was getting closer to her destination. It was closer then she thought it would be. Yanking on the leash that hung around her horse’s neck made him slow down his pace, making him walk normal speed. As she rode on the horse, Regina eyes scan the area, looking at the people that were on the opposite side of the gate. Minutes passed as she continued to walk around the perimeter of the gate that surrounded the castle and village. She then realized a man on a horse that was standing by the entrance. Regina eyes narrowed as her horse continued walking up to where he stood. His appearance read off as a Knight, just by his armor and they way he was built.

( Sorry for the short post and for any errors. A little tired. >_< )

EricHeymour

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 28, 2013 08:29PM

*Leon’s eyes held onto the Queen until his gut held an odd feeling within it. He got this many times, as others would, in situations that may not go well for him. Normally with him it happened when he was about to be attacked, when he was being watched for an unordinarily long period of time, or even at certain sounds around him. Call it intuition, seeing the future, or instinct. Leon simply appreciated the fact that his own body has kept him alive in many more ways and lives than one. He rose a brow, furrowing bot at the middle and turned his head, seeing a horse with a native looking woman riding atop it.

*In her hand, a spear, and on her face a grimace. He knew the look, and he knew it well. Over his many years, just as many people have challenged him to a duel, none succeeding. Each has met an end by his blade, and if his gut was correct, this one would end the same.* “Can I help you with something?” *He spoke the words loud and with authority, something a knight and grizzled warrior would do without even realizing it. As she looked upon him, she’d see a face born of war and raised in battle and blood. The face of a man who has face a thousand men with less than half that and survived with less even. A man who has trained the greatest of warriors in the land. A man who hunted Wolves and Vampires alike for years without losing a mark or dying or even being bitten. She would look upon the face of a man that was either her equal, or horribly more so. He had a hand on the steel sword at his hip, his shield arm at the ready held on his chest. He had a bad feeling about the look this woman was giving him, and would be ready whether he was right, or wrong.*((Don’t worry hun, I’m right with you.))

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Leigha995

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 29, 2013 08:45AM

Night land village”
Rose nodded her head amuse at his compliment. She rode towards the village near the castle. Her eyes shifted towards the knight and then the wild female on horse back. She couldn’t really do anything because she didn’t want to be exposed. Rose slipped past the knight and moved into the shadows leaving him with the female. Rose looked down at the ground so she wouldn’t be recognized by any guards or servants. Rose held a deep breath before mounting back up on a horse and riding off into the dark night to Blackstone village.
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Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 29, 2013 01:16PM

Selene sat at the vanity, her servant tugging and ripping at her blonde curls. Wincing but always ever so polite, she whispered“Must you pull so hard…” The servant didn’t appear to hear and continued trying to pin her hair up. With a sigh, the princess sat patiently as she was plucked and preened so she could meet her betrothed. Selene was nowhere near calm, as she had heard the most ghastly things about her soon to be husband. Though she tried to see the best in everyone, she was finding it a difficult task to find some virtue in a prince with a hideous reputation. Still, she was always the optimist and knew that she would give her fiance the benefit of the doubt. Perhaps he just needed a sweet, gentle hand to help find the true prince within him. As one servant pulled at her hair, another servant offered two dresses for her to choose from: a simple yet elegant green dress that brought out her eyes or a darker more seductive dress of red and black lace. Swallowing slowly, she remembered what one of the more looser servants had told her. Best to be more seductive than innocent, otherwise the men would walk all over her. Shaking her head, she chose neither and went with a silvery white dress that shimmered when she moved. Selene wouldn’t change who she was.After what seemed like hours, she was finally ready. Arriving at the foreign castle, the princess couldn’t help but be afraid. Would he even like her? Her lady-in-waiting followed behind her, careful to hold the beautiful white lace of Selene’s dress as she walked. They made their way to the throne room, Selene’s nerves running rampant. She was led up to the thrones where the king and prince sat, and she found it hard to look either of them in the eyes. After taking a moment to compose herself, she dropped into a pretty curtsy to them both. Looking up at the king, she spoke in her soft angelic voice “Your grace, thank you kindly for inviting me to your home. I have been looking forward to this meeting so earnestly.” Slowly, she turned to meet Joffrey’s eyes with her own bright green ones. As she looked at him, her breath was taken away. Handsome and devilish, there was an instant attraction. So brash, so harsh looking, and yet with a cruel beauty that left her at a loss for words. This was the man she was warned against. Naive and innocent, she knew she was already in love. Smiling nervously, her eyes fell to the floor as she spoke even softer. M’lord, it is such a pleasure to finally make your aquaintance.” Looking down at her modest silvery gown, she immediately regretted not listening to that whore’s advice.

TiannnaLoves

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 29, 2013 04:13PM

Nightland Village“You can help me by finding Leon, the knight..”
She would say in her thick Russian accent. Regina tugged on the leash again making the horse stop a few feet away from the man who stood on the opposite side of the gate. Her eyes shifted to the women that slid through the entrance of the gate and walked off into the woods. She could tell that whatever the knight and women was doing was something bad on their part, but she didn’t really care about that. All she wanted was to find this knight and end his life. Regina eyes then flickered back over to the man that sat high on his horse.

“..and you are?”
She said sternly as she perked a brow. Regina was feeling the tension building in the air. Maybe this was the guy that Regina has been searching for the past few months. She gripped onto her spear tightly as her eyes stayed narrowed as she waited for his response. If he was the Leon guy that the villager had told her long ago, she would attack right that second and not stop this his body laid lifelessly on the ground.

EricHeymour

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 29, 2013 05:23PM

Nightland Village
*When the woman mentioned his name, a brow rose even further. What could this woman, of seemingly native life, want with him? He had made enemies across the land in his many years, though most of them were dead by this point. Either by his blade, or another. He gripped the hilt of his blade even harder, ready for practically anything at this point. He heard the shuffling behind him, but paid it no mention, figuring the queen would have left his side when they got there one way or another. Though, he did sigh softly and shake his head at the royal woman, brave and partially ignorant to what’s around her, like almost every royal.*”..and you are?”*The words came to Leon’s ears and rang through his head. He grinned softly, and decided there was no point in lying to figure out what it was this woman wanted with him. Partially unsheathing his sword, coughing to cover up the sound, he spoke.* “I am Sir Leon Dire. Apprently, you have found who it is your seek and your quest has ended.” *He stepped to the side of her horse, being sure to stay away from the legs of her horse, knowing it’d be difficult to come back from a hit to the head by such a beast. Though his Dragon Bone Plating would protect his other body parts from such a hit, due to the incredible strength of the natural object, he would rather not risk it if his gut feeling about this woman was correct.**He took a few steps backward once he managed to reach the side of the woman’s horse, and placed his back against the wall. He always had a plan, even if it seemed reckless.* “May I ask who YOU are?”

CharlotteCarrendar

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 29, 2013 07:01PM

Joffrey was positively bored, now that the main act had been carted off, to have their hands and feet removed for failing to amuse the King. Drumming the fingers of his right hand upon the velvet arm rest of his smaller throne chair, he leaned over and picked up another grape, then started a game of ‘toss and catch’ with his mouth agape like a fish. This was fun for all of…two minutes, finally catching one and chewing heartily, when the court chamberlain announced the arrival of the betrothed to Prince Joffrey, the fair Princess Selene of the House of Casterly.

‘What…the devil was she wearing?’ Joffrey thought to himself. Was she dressed by nuns this morning? ‘Ugh…Silvery white…how ghastly.’ His facial expression bordered on disgust and mild interest, like he was about to dissect a toad or something of that nature. His eyes followed their way down from her eyes, right down to the hem of her skirt and then slowly went back up till he started to show a rather bemused expression. ‘Oh.hell…she looks like she’s a virgin.’ And then…she spoke.”Your grace, thank you kindly for inviting me to your home. I have been looking forward to this meeting so earnestly.”

This was of course directed to his Father, and Joffrey shot him a sideways glance, wondering what he thought of the angelic creature that had ventured into their dark domain. One could only imagine and this in itself was amusing to say the least. He half imagined that his father would be more interested in the Queen, Metia, then this offering from the House of Casterly. Then again, Joffrey started to wonder what an angel sounded like when she screamed for mercy under the pain of being deflowered violently, and then tortured for days on end. Joffrey did have an insatiable appetite for sex and women, mostly whores or those maids who became smitten with his devilish looks. He tilted his head back and forth, and started to imagine what it would be like to have his way with her, over and over, and every position under the sun. Hell, he would probably invent a few new ones.

When Selene finally turned her attentions away from the King, and lowered her gaze towards the floor, almost submissive in nature, he suddenly sat up and became…well perky, as she addressed him with that angelic melody to her voice.

“M’lord, it is such a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance.”

Joffrey rose from his smaller throne, and inhaled sharply, as he gave his coat a light tug, then descended the steps and sauntered over to her. He was of course much taller, and with his dark brooding eyes, that had a strange lustre to them, he reached for her hand, and brought it to his lips, kissing it so gently. He then said in his…nicest voice possible.

“My dear…believe me…the pleasure…is all mine.”

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TiannnaLoves

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 30, 2013 03:42PM

Nightland Village
A smirk would slowly stretch across her face when he told her that he was the knight that she had been looking for. Stepping off of the staddle she would jump to the surface of the ground. Still holding on to the spear she had in one hand she quickly untied the cloak that she wore from around her neck and threw it onto the horse. Quickly after, she turned around so she could face Leon as he leaned against the wall that stood behind him. Now, Regina was gripping onto the spear with both of her hands having it pointed towards him. The blade on the end of the spear was only a few inches away from his face.
“I am Regina, and I am here to put your life to an end!”

She would say loudly, still having her Russian accent come through.
“Come on!”
Regina took a step forward as she swung the spear downwards, attempting to make a hit as she did so. Regina was going to put all her strength and power in this battle so she could end this knight’s life, she very determined to do so.

EricHeymour

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 30, 2013 04:07PM

*Leon was not affected by her show, and his face held a calmness to it that was rather unsettling. His eyes emptied the moment the spear was pressed close to his face, and they simply held hers within them. The key to winning a fight against someone of her nature of obvious rage: remain calm and push her to get angrier. When she rose her spear up and then attempted to bring back down on him, he lifted the shield on his arm and pulled his silver sword from it’s sheath all in one smooth motion. The spear would clash with the steel of his shield, and his blade would press to the woman’s throat gently, so that all Leon would need to do was push his arm forward lightly, and the sword would cleanly and smoothly pierce the skin. Thanks to his demonic speed, strength, and combat ability, especially his long reach thanks to the 2’3″ long sword, he had no problem clearing the gap between them for the blade to reach her.**His head tilted as he held the shield up to the spear with ease, and he spoke.* “You’re not from here.” *He smiled and chuckled softly, still holding her eyes within his in an empty stare.* “Well, since you have found me, mind explaining what it is you want to kill me for? I have made many enemies in my long life, though yours, are not a face I recognize. Trust me, I’d never forget one of your…beauty.” *He winked to her, assuming this’d rile her up even further, which was what he wanted. Though, the words had rung some truth in them. She wasn’t bad looking…for a savage.*

TiannnaLoves

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 30, 2013 05:13PM

Regina eyes widen when the knight had pushed away her spear with his shield and pulled his sword in time to press it along her neck. She would admit that he was pretty fast. Regina assumed at first that he was some sort of different species. But she would soon forget about it when he started talking to her. Saying how she wasn’t from around here and how he wanted her to tell him why she wanted to kill him. The way he stayed calm frustrated her more. The fact that he wasn’t showing any type of anger back towards her made her feel as if he wasn’t taking her seriously at all. A low snarl escaped from between Regina lips when he winked at her. Instantly she took a few steps back, getting a good distance away from his sword. She gripped back tightly onto her spear with both of her hands, and pointed it back towards him, but this time towards his sword. Her eyes still remained on his.
“I’ve heard stories about you from other villages. Villagers saying how great of a knight you are. I thought of you as competition. So to get to the top I have to beat the best to be the best”.
She would say in a annoyed tone.
“But enough with thee talking! I came here to fight!”
Regina this time charged at the knight. Swing her spear over her head this time onto his sword, making it echo through the dark forest.

Vaas Plains Castle (3) – The Blood of Kings.

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MorganaAndronicus

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 29, 2013 01:04PM

Derek watched Violet, clearly bemused at the entire situation. As she came at him, carrying a sword and hitching the skirts out of the dirt Derek grinned and gave her another little bow “Very well then…”. He glanced her over once, blue eyes lingering on the gown before being cast up to her own pale eyes. “I cant see under the dress…as much as I’d like too” he smirked, winking yet again. “Keep your feet apart, like this”. Derek fell into a stance, feet pointed at her but legs apart. He pointed the sword at her, eyeing violet down the steel. “Let your sword feel like part of your arm”. Derek began to circle her, his sword still pointed at her face. He was light on his feet, his arm out stretched and his eyes fierce. “Don’t…whatever you do, take your eyes from your opponent…” he said softly, casting her another cocky smirk. As he continued circling her, he got closer and closer until he was standing almost beside her. At that, Derek drew his sword to the side and brought it across in a smooth, sweeping motion. He caught her back with the flat of his sword and laughed slightly “Come on My Lady, don’t hold back”. He cast her another cheeky glance before stepping away and raising his sword over his head in a point at her.

Guest_LivTheGreat

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 29, 2013 01:22PM

Violet grinned back at him, but did as he said, her sword in one hand the other picked up her skirt so he could clearly see her boots taking the stance he told her to take. She watched him eagerly as he pointed dawn star at her. Dropping her skirt she held out her own arm in front of her, looking at the sword until he told her to not take her eyes from her opponent. “Well, that shouldn’t be a problem then,” she said flirtatiously, biting her lip as she smiled at him. She turned her head as he circled around her, spotting him, but left her back to him, causing him to hit her in the back. Her layers made it so she hardly felt it, but she playfully glared at him anyway. “Don’t hold back? No problem,” she said and with that she literally ripped off her outer and under skirt so that she was just in her under shirt, outer corset, bloomers, and tall black boots. Mimicking how he held his sword and himself, she started to take things seriously. “Can’t say I mind you pointing your sword at me though,” she said, flashing him another flirtatious smile, but raising her own sword back at him, prepared to block him this time.

CharlotteCarrendar

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 29, 2013 03:39PM

Chapel

Jimeon wrang his hands together, and snivelled when he saw that witch of a woman, Metia wink at him, his eyes reverting back to their clear blue, after his sense picked up her true nature. Jimeon was not just some simple servant, or country bumpkin, oh no. But of course, that will be revealed later. He actually felt a choking sensation, as the wave of bad energy balled into a black manifestation, and he spat it out on the ground, being rid of it now she was out of their view. The King of course, did not have such keen senses as Jimeon, and he happened to notice Jimeon spit the black lugey onto the ground.

“My good Jimeon, what ails you this day?”

“Tis just the chewing tar, M’lord, forgive me, for I could not swallow it.”

“Ah…perhaps it’s not a good thing to be chewing.”

“Of course, M’lord. Oh, and the Bishop is in the chapel. He waits to share a word with you.”

The Bishop was a man that King Henry felt was a stellar example of one that was truly devoted to God and his flock, and not only that King Henry shared a special bond with Bishop Mckenna, one that had stood the test of the years of his marriage to Metia. A man who was devout to God, but he was not so blinded by love that he couldn’t see through Metia’s facade. For little did Metia realize, there was many that knew all too well about her past, her true nature….and her biggest lie of them all.
On entering the chapel, the King felt the spiritual presence of those that were on bended knee, giving thanks and prayer to God, and he swept up the main aisle, to where the Bishop was giving communion to some of the house staff. The King got in line, with his head bowed, just like everyone else that waited to partake in the body and blood of Christ. Bishop McKenna glanced up and saw the heavenly visage of the King, the Angel of Vaas Plains. He also noticed Jimeon at his side, and then when he looked past them to see Metia was not in attendance, he nodded to himself and then smiled at the next parishioner, as he placed a small wafer of bread upon their tongue, and said softly. “The body of Christ is within you.”

King Henry moved along with the line, till it was his turn, and he knelt down, with his golden hair capturing the light that shone down from the coloured windows. Though he did not have his wings open out in full in such a public setting, there was a distinct aura of where they would be if he had. Bishop Mckenna took the wafer of bread, and then placed it on the King’s tongue, repeating the words; “The body of Christ is within you.” , before leaning forward and whispering in his ear.

“I have a message for you, please take this.”

He then slipped the King a small roll of parchment, that was tied with a black ribbon. Stepping back, he took up the wine chalice and held it aloft, as the King pocketed the parchment in his coat.

“This is the blood of Christ, may it keep you free from the sins of those that seek to harm the Lamb of God.”

He then blessed the chalice and offered it to the King to drink…which he did with his eyes closed.

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Guest_izatox

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 29, 2013 05:46PM

The Queen stayed on the gardens for like ten minutes or something, till she had the wonderful idea on having a nice bath, that would be even more relaxing, and she always enjoyed being on warm water around her naked body. Pushing herself from the bench, she picked up the sides of her dress, and walked out from the gardens, heading inside the castle. While she was walking through the hallways, she noticed a maid, and spoke.
“Prepare me a warm bath, quick.”
After saying this words, the maid nodded and just left, going to prepare her bath, on the huge bathroom, they had, if it wasn’t the stuff necessary in a bathroom, it could be certainly some living room. Metia walked slow towards the bathroom, since the maids would still take awhile. She first went to her bedroom, so she could remove her dress, and put on some white robe.Royal Bathroom

After ten minutes, Metia finally reached the bathroom, and saw her bath all perfect, with that beautiful tub, with some small angels on the edges of the tub, it was indeed the design her husband wanted, because if it was her, she would put some lion, or something, nothing like that, that’s for sure. She stepped closer to the tub, and waited for the maids leave the bathroom, and once they did, she open her robe, and let it slid down from her naked body. She had a beautiful body shape, nothing that big, but good enough.

She pressed her palms against her own breasts, as she walked on the small chairs, and then step inside the warm water, she keep walking, and the water would always be the weight of her waist. Slowly closing her eyes, Metia allowed her body to slowly go down inside the water, till her head was under water as well. She wouldn’t take long, since all she wanted was just get her body wet. Moving her head back up, she remained on the middle of the tub, on her knees, so the water was now at the weight of her breasts, being able to cover them. She passed her hands through her long blonde hair, before place it over her shoulder. Right now, Metia was staring at her body, it was on that moment, she noticed how awful she was getting, she looked sick. Ugh, she hated this curse she had, her body when was weak, would become like this, like she was sick, she grew more paler, and skinnier, we could see her ribs and spine from her back. She needed somebody’s soul to take over, but she couldn’t do it that now, her husband was still around and she had no female for do that. Now she had to make her best to make sure nobody would notice the changes from her body.

TiannnaLoves

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 30, 2013 04:13PM

Lady Dana Frey & Axel Frey ChambersLady Dana was just waking up from her beauty rest. Using both of her hands, she popped herself up and yawned softly. Looking over to her side, she seen her husband still asleep. Lady Dana knew her husband was staying up later now. It was because he wanted to keep and eye on her from when she snuck out of their chamber. Not making a sound, Lady Dana got out of bed and walked over to the bathroom so she could go shower and get ready for what was planned for her today. It only took about 25-30 minutes for her to get ready. Usually it never took her that long for her to get dressed and stuff, but she was now taking longer due to the fact that Syrio Cassel now lived in the Vaas Plain Castle. She wanted to look nice every time she was around him. Once Lady Dana was finally finished with what she had to do she left the chambers and headed to where the training arena was. She knew at this time of day all the knights that stayed in Vaas Plain had to go to training. Lady Dana walked down the long narrow hall till she came to the balcony the stood over the arena. Pushing the curtain to the side her eyes scanned around the arena till she found Syrio Cassel practicing his sword fighting against other knights. A soft smile would spear slowly across her face. Just watching him made her happy inside.

CharlotteCarrendar

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 30, 2013 04:50PM

Forest near Vaas Plains Castle

They say the arrow of cupid does strike but once in our lives. For Sir Arhold, this occurred so long ago. The fair Ambrosia, daughter of Marmuke, a trader who lived in the lands of Vaas Plains, but far from the realm of royalty and court. To the angel, she was his true love from the moment he caught sight of her, washing in a spring pool, her long tresses having been loosened from their keep, and the sensual shape of her hourglass frame, as she glided through the crystal waters. To this day, he remembers the feeling of love, the bolt of cupid striking true through his heart. Her eyes, the brilliance of jade when she turned, and saw the rugged knight, wearing furs and leather. His long brown cape blanketing the leaf littered ground. No modesty, as she rose from the waters, with the trickling of fine droplets that ran down the curves of her bosom. God’s light did break through the canopy, and illuminated her frame, so she indeed was blessed with the fairest skin.

“What nobleman does watch a maiden bath in the afternoon?”

She spoke with the refinement of a lady, and yet she was but a commoner. Wayne turned his head away, a ripe blush forming upon his cheeks. She was so bold, and yet he found himself mesmerized by her beauty.

“Forgive me…I am overcome by your beauty. Please, let me get your clothes.” He fumbled, trying to pull down her dress from an overhanging branch, but she closed the distance between them, and placed her hand upon his cheek, cupping it. Wayne’s hand held the dress, but he turned his head back, as her face was inches from his.

“Why not join me to bathe? The cool of the water is invigorating to the skin.” Her lips formed into a smile that illuminated her face, and he seemed to lose all sense and reason, as he wrapped his arms around her, and brought her into a passionate embrace. This would be the first of many meetings by the rock pool, but that was so long ago. Now he stands in the same place, but to his left a small cross that stands true upon a pile of rocks. A single red rose to show that she had lived and favoured this first place of love. Ambrosia lived a long and wonderful life, though barren for she was not able to have children. Wayne stood solemnly, staring into the glistening pool, imagining she was still gliding through the waters. The curse of the angel, to live so long and never change their youthful appearance, while those that they love, live and die…to be one with the Lord, while this Servant of the Cross continues to walk the planes of mortals and demons….till he meets his fate.

 

He withdraws his sword and kneels before her grave, his head bowed as he says a final prayer. A single tear rolls down his cheek as love is to become a memory…one most cherished. Wiping away the tear with his gloved hand, he rises and sheaths his sword upon his back. His horse snorts when Wayne turns away from Ambrosia’s grave, and he takes up the reigns, starting his long journey back to the Vaas Plains Castle, to fufill his role once more to serve the Crown.

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Captain James Peter Moon – A Pirate’s Life.

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Captain James Peter Moon.

Age : 28
Sex : Male
Species : Human
Race : Caucasian
Title : Captain of the Devil’s Mystery
Hair : Black
Eyes : Brown
Skin : Dark olive
Height : 6’4”
Weapons : Cutlass and his fists.
Likes : Rum and Rachael
Dislikes : Women…and women…and women. Oh and the Pirate King.

History : Legendary Pirate, Captain James Moon is well known in pirating circles as one of the meanest Pirate Captains you will ever come across. Fierce, bold, and rugged, he has been known to cause many a woman’s heart to flutter, even though there is only one woman on god’s earth that might be able to tame him, and that is the Lady Pirate Rachael O’Malley.
A law unto himself, he is an expert mariner and lover of rum and a good game of cards. He is respected and feared by his crew of hardy buccaneers, and the ship Doctor, who is his most trusted advisor. One flaw would be his terrible lack of insight into the fairer sex, which is often why it’s been months since he actually had sex.

“EAT YA FISH!”

Sir Wayne Ahorld – The Blood of Kings.

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Sir Wayne Ahorld

FC : Viggo Mortensen

“We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another.”

Status: Alive
DOB: April 28
Gender: Male
Species: Angel
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Blue
Homeland: The Vaas Plains
Current Residence: Haven Hall
Title: Knight of the House of Casterly
Family – None
Allies: –
Enemies: House Brax
Personality: Serious, devout, loyal, aloof, passionate
Likes: Sword fighting, fellowship, the outdoors, horse riding, music
Dislikes: Trolls, Overlords, Witches, Weakness
Marital Status: Single
Weapons: Long Sword.
Abilities: Flight, Pure Light, fire forming, healing.
History: Sir Wayne Ahorld, came into serving the House of Casterly, after following the light of his King Henry. One of devout faith, he fights with the passion and drive of many a man, but is said to have only ever loved one woman. Without family nor wife, he serves his King faithfully, ready to lay down his life if it was required, and help escort the wicked on a one way journey to hell.

Live fire combat sequence (2) – Avalonia.

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Live fire combat sequence (2)  – Avalonia.

DarkestInsanity

Re: RP Scene: Live Fire Combat Sequence

July 26, 2013 02:38AM

Raven looked as Clarrisa walked in, yes she disliked her because of her relationship with Leon, but when it came down to it, she respected her. She nodded to her as she walked in then her attention was caught by Mack. Raven looked at him as he spoke , smirking a little at his comment about Pretty Boy. Accepting the shield generator she was handed she nodded harshly to say she understood Macks words. Raven knew she wouldn’t be the ‘best’ out of everyone here, but she could get out of impossible situations better than most. At Queen Bee’s comment, she smirked slightly. Maybe she would rack up more kills and take less damage with her special suit, but Raven had flexibility and stealth, so to judge them against each other would be pointless.

xTJCruz

Re: RP Scene: Live Fire Combat Sequence

July 26, 2013 09:57PM

Roger didn’t bother with any fancy speech, he just smiled and shook his head, following Anna and Raven to the elevator. When they reached the top he was all business. He was always like that. The moments before leaving for a mission he was loose and even a clown, but like a light switch, it was off as soon as he got in the Hermes. His mind was running and re-running mental checks of his equipment and the first steps after boots on the ground. Find cover, return fire if necessary, or regroup and Charlie Mike(continue mission). He stood silent as the Hermes’ cargo doors closed behind them. He adjust, and readjust the shield generator so that it was in the best spot for him to reach it upon free fall. He looked to make sure Anna was doing alright. even though she had her helmet on. He remembered the com equipment in their helmet and linked to Anna privately. How you hanging in there? It ain’t even a thing. Don’t worry, it’s normal to be scared before a drop…tell you a secret, I’m scared before EVERY drop. But that’s good, because when you push through it, that propels you to do your best to stay alive. Then when you hit the ground and you’re still alive…you feel like you can do anything. He smiled even though there was no cam, just so she could feel the positive energy.

Guest_TheCharmedAngel

Re: RP Scene: Live Fire Combat Sequence

July 27, 2013 02:15PM

Anna was doing well to keep as calm as she was. After all, she had seen the guys do this and with that, she’d seen one or two crash. She shook it off and went through her mental checklist instead and she’d done everything. She heard Roger’s voice and smiled even though it couldn’t be seen. Anna linked her com to Roger’s privately. “I’m not so much scared but, more nervous,” she replied with a shrug. A little nervous about the fall but, mostly nervous about screwing up in front of the others. They were all people she looked up too and respected. She didn’t want to look like a fool to them. No she wasn’t going to allow that to happen, not if she could help it. Keep calm and stay strong, she thought to herself. “But, I’ll be fine,” she added. Anna glanced around and then to Roger “How you feeling about performing for the commander?” She asked.

Guest_xJustinPeters

Re: RP Scene: Live Fire Combat Sequence

July 27, 2013 11:28PM

Mack hit the start button as the cargo doors closed and a loud alarm buzzed, turning the inside of the practice Hermes, blood red glowing with in flight stealth lights. The weather generators kicked in and the wind began to blow. The lights outside dimmed and starlight spread across the domed roof. Alright Ladies and Gents, this will be a night insertion, as most of ours are. We make the IP in 10 mikes. It’s a relatively clear night and we will be inserted just outside of where combat between Inglai and Alven Forces. is thickest. It is Spatacus’ priority on ground to decide whether we are establishing contact with them or conducting hostile recon. Which means we get in and observe the situation, report Intel and then extract. Sounds simple, but this is in the middle of full on battle and both sides are potentially hostile.

EricHeymour

Re: RP Scene: Live Fire Combat Sequence

July 28, 2013 12:45AM

*Now, this was far from a normal Live Combat Sequencing Exercise. This was a test, something to show Rissa, Leon, and Mack what Roger had, what he was made of. If he did a good job, in a few years after his term with the Sky Runners was through, he’d offer the invitation for the Dire Wolves program. If not, well, Roger will be using parachutes the rest of his military career, while the big boys use the big toys. Shield Generators and Jet Packs. There was, however, one teeny detail Leon hadn’t mentioned. Which was, when everyone dropped, Mack was going to be stuck with Roger and Anna while he, Rissa, and Raven scouted the area, gathered intel, and decided whether to aid the Alven or destroy both forces head of command.**When Mack was done with the speech he practically gave every simulation, he spoke up.* “Warmachine, you’ll be dropping further from the action with China and Pretty Boy. Widow, Queen and I will scout ahead, figure the situation out. You wanted to bring the doll, you get to carry her in your purse.” *Leon turned from him and the door to the ramp of the Hermes opened up as wind generators provided a more than realistic vision of what reality would be. Leon stepped closer to the edge, peering down to the simulated jungle as bright lights of weapon fire lit the simulated night sky almost like a Christmas tree. Just then, the cabin of the HErmes began to rattle and shake, alarms blaring and a female voice hollaring over the inter come saying ‘We’re hit, can’t hold her much longer!’. With this, Leon looked back to his team and screamed at them as well.* “GO!GO!GO!” He’d then wait for the others to go, and make sure he was last, as a Team Lead should be.*

CharlotteCarrendar

Re: RP Scene: Live Fire Combat Sequence

July 28, 2013 02:09AM

With the red lights in the cargo jet swirling around and around, and Mack having hit the start button which closed the doors to ready for the simulation exercise to begin. Clarissa was already getting that rush of adrenalin, all too ready to do the jump with her shield at the ready, and her weapon held tight in her hands. Every so often, she looked up at the image of Leon’s face staring straight ahead, so full of determination. He was a truly remarkable soldier and for that she admired him greatly. But then Mack’s voice came through loud and clear.”Alright Ladies and Gents, this will be a night insertion, as most of ours are. We make the IP in 10 mikes. It’s a relatively clear night and we will be inserted just outside of where combat between Inglai and Alven Forces. is thickest.”Clarissa nodded in affirmation of the order, and then turned to hear Leon give his orders.”Warmachine, you’ll be dropping further from the action with China and Pretty Boy. Widow, Queen and I will scout ahead, figure the situation out.””Rodger that..Spartacus.” Clarissa said, then thought to herself “Get ready, you butt-kicking aliens.”

When the door to the Hermes opened and the ramp was shown to be jutting out into the night sky, Clarissa was about to follow Leon to the edge, when suddenly the cabin of the vehicle started to shudder and shake wildly, while below, you could see the fireworks like effect of enemy fire, that was lighting up the night like blazing flares, only more dangerous. The simulation had begun, with a woman’s voice heard on the comms. The alarm raised, and Leon screamed out; “GO!GO!GO!” She knew she was to stick close to Widow and Leon, but knew also that he would jump last, so she grit her teeth, and took off from the ramp, diving into the air, with her shield and jet boots the only thing to stop her from crashing to her death.

<3>

DarkestInsanity

Re: RP Scene: Live Fire Combat Sequence

July 28, 2013 11:54AM

Raven listened to both Mack and Leon intently as she checked over her pistol. Once done she holstered it and waited for the speeches to end. She looked around at all the others, her eyes resting on China doll, knowing she hadn’t been in this situation before, giving her a nod before turning back to Leon. It was then the Hermes shook, she rolled her eyes unseen behind her helmet. Following Leona orders she jumped just seconds after Clarissa, clenching her jaw as she fell through the air, waiting for her shields to break her fall.

Guest_TheCharmedAngel

Re: RP Scene: Live Fire Combat Sequence

July 29, 2013 05:58AM

Anna listened to what Mack said and nodded in acknowledgement. She glanced over at the others and saw they were all getting ready for the dive. She was ready and waiting to go. She heard Leon say she would be with Mack and Roger. However, what caught her attention was what came out from his mouth next.You wanted to bring the doll, you get to carry her in your purseThose were the words that hit her and she frowned, thank god it couldn’t be seen. That was taking her nickname to far. Her hands clenched into fists for the briefest of moments. Yesterday, Leon had been a gentleman towards her but, now he was being a d*ck, a jerk, an ass. She didn’t like it. She knew her having been sent here wasn’t to his liking but still, there was no need to treat her like he was.Now Anna was even more determined to prove that she was just as capable as the rest. Hearing the pilot’s voice and then Leon’s. She said nothing and after watching the other girls, she dived shortly afterwards.

EricHeymour

Re: RP Scene: Live Fire Combat Sequence

July 29, 2013 06:42AM

*Leon watched as one by one, the others dived from the cabin as it sped along the length of the room. This meant that as they jumped, the members of the team would become seperated along the lower length of the massive simulation. Leon jumped last just in time for the simulated explosion, that, as the shards of metal flew past him, did not seem like much of a simulation. As he flew through the air, Leon focused, deploying his shield on the ground below him at one hundred feet, and activating his jet pack. He landed on the shield bubble and rolled to the ground, coming to his feat with his MA5D rifle leveled and his eyes down the metal sights. The main priority of the mission currently: Regroup.**Leon patched everyone together on one radio frequency, however holding Rissa’s image at his upper right hand corner of his HUD. He watched as everyone’s Call Tag appeared at the bottom right corner, with a red light beside it, signalling none had checked in as of yet. As Leon secured his own landing zone, finding no hostiles in the area, he spoke to everyone.* “Alright people, our mission is to regroup, and figure out why the fuck that simulation pod just went up in smoke. We meet at the coordinates I’m sending now. Flash green and speak up if we are all alive and the mission priorities are understood.” *Leon had hardly just finished the sentence when the fight came to him and two Inglai charged him. He aimed down his scope, firing off a full clip into one of the towering aliens and once he broke through the shield finally, the bullets caused blood to splatter all over the place. His shields took the few shots that hit him, and he threw the weapon aside when he heard the click as he tried to fire at the second Inglai. The blood that landed on his suit from the other Inglai brought concern to Leon, but not enough to take his mind from the combat at hand. The other Inglai activated an energy sword and swung it from Leon’s lef should and down diagnaly. Leon simply sidestepped the attack and leapt onto the back of the alien, grabbing hold of the mandibles that were his lower jaws and ripped them clean off his face with ease, stabbing the sides that carried the sharp teeth into his eyes. He pushed from it’s back as the alien screamed in pain and agony, but also rage. In a movement swift and smooth, Leon grabbed one of his sword hilts, activated it med sweep and swung it at the Alien’s midsection, effectively slicing it and causing blood to splatter just before it cauterized the wound from heat.**The seperate pieces of the Inglai fell to the floor slowly, and Leon stared at it’s form, deactivating the blade and placing it on it’s holster at his hip. He tried to contact the team to warn them after this before looking to Clarissa.* “Warmachine, Queen Bee, China, Pretty Boy, Widow, you people copy this?” *No answer* “I repeat. Warmachine, Queen Bee, China, Pretty Boy, Widow…do you copy?” *Still no answer, that’s when he noticed that Rissa’s image was showing a black screen. Cursing to himself he made his way to his MA5D, and reloaded it after picking it back up. The all forms of contact in this area, both outgoing and incoming was cut off. This did not bode well, seeing as the sequence room was built to keep everyone in unless someone used the over ride button in the control room, which had likely been disabled or cut off from access. The video link with Rissa probably cut off as he was mid combat with the Inglai, and all he could do now was head to the rendevous coordinates and await his team. So, putting boots to ground, he took off running in that direction with his rifle loaded and in his hands. As he ran, he could only think one thing. <This ain’t gunna end well.>*

Guest_TheCharmedAngel

Re: RP Scene: Live Fire Combat Sequence

July 29, 2013 07:44AM

Whilst Anna was in the air, she waited for her shield generator to kick in but, so far nothing had happened yet which was making her worry. She could see the other girls nearing the ground, if not having landed. Why isn’t the generator working? she asked herself. Being a pilot, she always carried some mini screwdrivers. Taking one out, she began undoing the back to get into the generator though it was quite tricky to do since she was plummeting through the air towards the ground. She had to keep calm and act quickly otherwise she’d be dead soon enough. She saw what the problem was, a lose wire wasn’t making the connection and so she dealt with it, almost losing the screwdriver as she began fastening it back up. Switching it back on, the generator activated and the shield came up as she landed.Anna could feel her heart racing within her chest. She looked up and couldn’t believe that had she not have brought her mini kit, she would be dead, splattered here on the ground. Once her heart had calmed down, she glanced around and had heard Leon but, she never got the co-ordinates. Was that normal? Had he forgot her or was there now a malfunction with the HUD? Either way, she wasn’t liking this and unless Roger or Mack landed near where she was, she was going to in search for the others on her own. Knowing her luck that would happen.Anna heard movement and grabbed her MA5D, she spun round and saw the Inglai charging towards her. She shot him and jumped as blood splattered. “Bloody hell,” she muttered to herself. That was really well simulated. She walked over to the alien and used her foot to make sure it was really dead and it was. Her eyebrow rose, was this really a simulation? Anna was surprised as someone jumped onto her back and tried shoving a knife through her helmet screen. She moved her head, she tried to shoot but, the alien kept dodging. she allowed herself to fall back and felt him jump off as she hit the floor. she saw him stood over her, he was about to drive his sword into her and so she shot the alien straight in the face. She felt him fall on top of her and frowned. She pushed the inglai off of her and got up. Looking around, she made sure the coast was clear. She tried using her radio, “Pretty boy, war machine, widow, queen, Spartacus, can anyone hear me?” She asked but no response. She knew it wasn’t wise to stay in one spot so, she began walking hoping to come across one of the team and not more inglai.

Guest_xJustinPeters

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Re: RP Scene: Live Fire Combat Sequence

July 29, 2013 09:00AM

As Anna was fidgeting with her comms, an Inglai Assassing arose from the brush behind her with a power blade. Just as his stealth generator powered down and he raised his blade to strike, there was a loud buzzing of Roger’s shield coming to life and he landed smack on top of the Assassin’s head, crushing him with dark purple blood spattering all over. Roger stood there for a moment letting himself regain composure. He saw Anna’s predicament from the Hermes and lept after her. He spotted the Assassin and had to open his shield a bit later to have enough accuracy and momentum to kill him. So he absorbed a great deal of impact, but was ok. He was tough and the armor absorbed half of it. I got you China Doll. Warmachine is hot on my tail. We regroup here then move on. He spoke over Team Comms, between Mack, Her, and Himself, then he switched to private for just one message. Are you alright? I saw your malfunction from the Dropship; I got here as fast as I could…..it wouldnt’ve been fast enough. He was still thinking about that Inglai Assassin; that Class of Soldier wouldn’t be in a Civil War Simulator. It was odd and out of place.

CharlotteCarrendar

Re: RP Scene: Live Fire Combat Sequence

July 29, 2013 09:17AM

Clarissa felt the pressure sensation as she would free fall from the cabin, which was nothing now but a dot in the night sky. On the inside of her helm the read out was showing the estimated time till her boots punctured the earth, and the time was counting down for her to activate her shield and jet packs. Her eyes darted from what she could see beyond the visor, and what the computer was feeding her. But she was seeing pieces of debris, and even felt them hit the outside of her armour. “Did they up the level of the simulation?” she thought to herself, as the clock was counting down and she launched the shield to be deployed as she fired up her jet packs and this combination caused her to land and bounce within the shield’s membrane, before rolling to a stop. The jet pack shut off, and slowly she rose to her feet, as the shield bubble withdrew from around her. With her MA5D held out in front of her defensively, she could hear the echo of her own laboured breathing within her headset, but not the sound of her fellow soldiers. A quick glance up at the viewer where she had seen Leon’s face was now black, and every so often there was a static flash. Could it be that the communications driver was disabled by something that hit her suit from the outside? She tried to activate the safe radio frequency that would alert all of each other’s position, but that wasn’t working either. “Shit..” Clarissa growled, turning sharply left, then right, as she tried to gauge if anything was in her drop area. But when she turned back left, a massive roar was heard and not five feet away, an Ingali came barrelling at her at lightning speed. Quick reflexes as she already had the gun primed and aimed, she depressed the trigger and then fired off rapidly, over and over, but the Inglai was not reacting to the hits the way it was supposed too. Horrified, as she realized that these were not sims, but real Ingali, she had to think fast, and dropped her weapon, instead ripping out her energy sword, and slashed at the oncoming Ingali across its midsection, causing it to rupture. The look on its face was sheer horror. Blood spewed from its mouth, nose and ears, as it dropped to the ground. Clarissa was just catching her breath, when another came up following from the dead one. It swung one of its arms with its fist curled and smashed into the side of Clarissa’s helmet, causing the computer system in the visor to shut off completely. Clarissa was knocked clear off her feet, being sent barrelling into the scrub, as the roar of the angered Ingali was letting others know of its position.Clarissa quickly scrambled to her feet, and then she did a crazy thing. She went for a full on charge of the Ingali, as it took out an energy sword, and made for a swing to decapitate, only she bent forward and did a full on rugby tackle, that knocked it off its feet, as she fired the jet pack simultaneously, sending both Clarissa and the Ingali flying through the bush and smashing the Ingali into a tree, cracking his head open, with his brain matter seeping out his ears and smearing on the tree. Clarissa wasn’t done, using the edge of her energy sword she brought it up to smash across its head for good measure, as within her helm, blood was pouring out her nose. She was now breathing hard, and pushed herself off the dead Ingali, and staggered a few paces, covered in its blood.In her helm, all she could hear was radio static, and try as she might, to say the call signs of her team, no one answered.“Warmachine….China…Pretty Boy…Spartacus…Widow…do you copy?”Again nothing but silence and the odd electrical static. She couldn’t even get her coordinates, since the visor computer system had malfunctioned. Clarissa was on her own. “Something about this…was not right. This is supposed to be a simulation, but they were never like this.’ Clarissa thought, now certain that the mission had been sabotaged. But by who…and why? Trying to get her bearings as best she could, she looked up to the star constellations, and using these, she judged her position, and ran to where she thought the rendezvous point was. <3>

Guest_TheCharmedAngel

Re: RP Scene: Live Fire Combat Sequence

July 29, 2013 09:29AM

Anna heard a buzzing sound and she turned, just in time to see Roger land straight on another Inglai and for her to get covered in purple alien blood. She wiped the blood from her helmet but, was relieved to see she was no longer alone and the fact he’d just saved her. After hearing him on the team comms, she switched to private with him. Thanks Pretty Boy. Are you alright? My radio seems to be down, is yours?” She asked. She then nodded as to him mentioning the regroup. She just hoped the others were alright. Then she heard the latter, she glanced up at the sky and then back to him. “Yeah, I’m fine. Luckily enough. Trust me to get one that malfunctioned,” she replied lightly. “Mmm-hmm but, lets not dwell on that,” she added. It was hard to believe she could actually be dead right now. She looked at the bodies. “My guts telling me these guys aren’t part of the sim,” she said as she looked at him. “I mean, I could be wrong but still… Are you getting the same feeling or is it just me?” She asked as she glanced around.

DarkestInsanity

Re: RP Scene: Live Fire Combat Sequence

July 29, 2013 03:07PM

As Raven hit the ground, she immediately drew her gun looking around. Spotting no enemies in her near vicinity she touched the side of her helmet to try contact the others.
“Warmachine….China…Pretty Boy…Spartacus…Queen bee…does anybody copy? I repeat…does anybody copy?”
Silence. That was not good. She sighed, about to begin a search when a pair of Inglai came charging at her. Using her enhanced dexterity and flexibility she dodged the first, flowing around him like water. The second however used this as an opportunity to slam into her, knocking her back. As soon as she touched the ground, she flipped back up, firing her gun, killing them both. As soon as she knew they were dead, she ran off, activating her tactical cloak as she searched for the others, though unbeknownst to her, she was the farthest away.

Guest_xJustinPeters

Re: RP Scene: Live Fire Combat Sequence

July 29, 2013 08:01PM

Mack was a bit banged up as he was thrown into a tree on his way down. He stepped out of the brush, looking down at a dead Inglai, then up to Anna and Roger. This Sim has no Assassin Class. Find cover and don’t move a muscle til I get a lock on the Commander. He did a quick search of the area and climbed a bit up on a large boulder to get high ground. He switched his comms to a private channel with Leon. Spartacus, this is Warmachine, come in over…..I say again.Spartacus this is Warmachine, come in over…. He cursed under his breath and climbed back down. He looked to the two of them. It seems we have a few Party Crashers….Inglai Assassin Class have infiltrated the Sim. We are using sim rounds, so we will be relying on hand to hand and plasma blades. Stay close and do precisely as you’re told. He held up a gauntleted arm and a holo display showed a tiny map. He checked it a bit then looked at the sky. Spartacus dropped a kilometer in that direction. Follow me and don’t fall behind. He shoulder his rifle and drew the plasma blade; it shimmered to life, glowing purple. They began to walk fast but quietly. He set his comms to send a constant burst signal to hail any nearby Dire Wolves. It would automatically tell them that someone was nearby trying to speak and open a chat.

EricHeymour

Re: RP Scene: Live Fire Combat Sequence new

July 29, 2013 09:21PM

*The Inglai charged with two energy swords in his hands, his armor resembling that of a commander in color and helmet design. However, he had also recognized the insignia on the other bodies he’s left behind him in his wake. These were assassin class Inglai’s. Specializing in stealth and melee combat. The commanders were even more deadly than the grunts, but their platoons were normally headed by an Overlord. Someone who’s skill in combat, both ranged and melee, and years of it is enough to even give Leon a run for his money.**Leon’s eyes fell to his hands quickly, realizing he was out of simulator rounds and cursed as he threw the MA5D rifle down to the ground. Knowing his ballistic weapons were useless now, Leon reached for his own Energy blades, but when he rose his eyes from the weapon he threw to the ground, the Inglai was upon him. The alien swung his right handed energy blade towards Leon’s throat in a sweeping motion, commiting the same attack with his left. Leon caught both arms, matching the Inglai in strength and slowly beating him. The alien roared with spread mandibles, spitting clobber all over Leon’s visor.*

*The elite made a last ditch effort to force Leon to the gorund on his back, succeeding in it’s effort. However, Leon used the momentum to flip the beast over his head using the pure strength of his legs and it landed on it’s back with a thud. In one smooth motion, Leon rolled backwards, grabbing both his energy sword hilts then using his fists to push off the ground when he reached a point in his roll that brought his head level with the ground. Using this momentum and the push of his hands, his body effectively landed over the Inglai’s chest. Now sitting on top, Leon activated his blades and just in time to deflect a swing for his neck. He roared and removed the Inglai of his arms in a smooth motion. Then brought one of the blades up as the Alien cried and squeeled loudly beneath him, wiggling about, then brought the pointed end into it’s head, melting away brain matter as it cleanly pierced the skull. the matter slithered from it’s ear and nostril holes, and the Inglai stopped moving.**Leon stood, lifting his blade from the body’s head and deactivated them both, but made sure to keep the hilts in his hands. That’s when Harver, his suits AI, spoke up within his helmet’s speakers.* “Picking up a hailing signal from…the Sergeant Major Steele. figuring it’s location aaaand….” *Leon waited a few moments, hearing the roaring of more Inglai as they came to investigate the silenced screams of their commander, or one of them.* “Got it. East of our position, moving towards our landing place. Bringing up the radar holo on your HUD and marking their signal.” *Leon took off in the direction of the green dot on his radar moving quickly and skill fully through the trees at intense speeds.* “Activate ours. It’ll let him know we read and he’ll likely figure to just wait for me.”

Guest_xJustinPeters

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Re: RP Scene: Live Fire Combat Sequence

July 29, 2013 10:16PM

Roger was about to shoulder his weapon and follow, when a glowing pink spike jabbed into his shoulder pad. Luckily it missed the actual shoulder underneath by maybe a hair. He could feel the heat coming off it, but then he realized what it was and quickly yanked it free after a couple tugs and tossed it in time for it to explode into sharp shards against a tree. He drew his blade and activated it, looking around for the Shooter. Anna was already ahead, following the Sergeant Major he assumed. He noticed the shimmering outline just then, moving in front of his face, and he sidestepped just in time to miss the fist that appeared with a plasma blade activating simultaneously. Squatting down under the Inglai’s punch, he came up and locked his arm around the wrist, then jammed his elbow hard into the arm, pushing it out the wrong direction. The Inglai who seemed larger than the Assassins and in more ornate armor, growled in pain, then spun around backhanding Roger. Instead of the fighting the fall, Roger kicked himself back, effectively rolling backward back onto one knee with his left arm up in front of his face for defense. This proved to be a smart move as the Elite; he finally realized it was, charged and kicked at his head, instead hitting his guard arm. The impact still pushed ROger back nearly a foot. He spun around on his inside foot and swept the legs out from under the Elite. Without hesitation he dove forward, leading with the blade. The Elite caught him by the chest and tossed him powerfully over. Roger rolled into a tree hard against his ribs. The impact hurt but the armor kept him from being truly injured. This Inglai was obviously an Elite and they were larger and stronger than the others. He was a non-Modified Human, so he was in for a fight. Very few NonMods fought one to one with an Elite and walked away. But he had no other option; we wouldn’t give up.

The Elite charged at alarming speed. Thinking quickly, Roger knew he had a sore rib and wouldn’t match the Elite in strength head on, so he dropped to his belly and did a pushup tripping the Elite inot the tree head first. There was a loud crack and some sparking on the Elite’s helmet which was now split open. It roared something unintelligible in Inglai language and tossed the helmet aside. Roger’s helmet was bothering him, but might be the only thing to let him survive a punch from an Elite to the face. He had lost the plasma blade, but then remembered that in his boot he had the antique K-Bar. The Elite had already recovered and was charging again. This time Roger wasn’t fast enough and caught a hard knee to the torso, coughing and tasting the copper taste of blood in his mouth. The Elite grabbed him by the collar of his armor and lifted him to it’s face. There was a sickening clicking sound from it’s mandibles just before Roger mustered his strength for a hard head butt. The Elite screamed in pain and frustration, dropping his grip. The Elite hammered a fist down on Roger’s head, sending a crack down his visor and splitting the helmet completely off his head. Roger’s bell was rung for a moment and everything went white. But he didn’t need to see for this part. With the ringing in his ears still, Roger used being hammered down to his advantage as he slipped the K-Bar from his boot and bounced back up in the same momentum, driving the blade all the way up to the hilt in the Elites chin. Dark purple blood poured down Roger’s arm as the incredibly heavy Elite sagged against him and he nearly fell with it. He managed to pull the K-Bar free and throw the dead Elite aside in a single fluid movement, and then stood there a moment regaining his senses and breathing heavily.

CharlotteCarrendar

Re: RP Scene: Live Fire Combat Sequence

July 30, 2013 12:39AM

Clarissa ran back and picked up her MA5D rifle and slung it on her back, all the while keeping an eye out for more enemy Ingali. The one she had just killed was pretty darn loud in its battle cry and she had no doubt at all that more were coming for them. Completely separated from the others, and without radio communication, Clarissa knew that she would have to rely on her wits, and her training to make her way back to the others. Though the simulation had started as a clear night, now she had to wonder if the rendezvous point was even secure. As Clarissa powered her way through the undergrowth, she had flashes of memory of the Ingali attacking her. She frowned as she realized that they were not wearing the usual combat fit, but they had the insignias of the assassin class. “No wonder they came at me to attack in a full on assault.” Clarissa came up to a huge boulder, and then in a fit of anger, bashed the side of her helmet, as the stream signal started then stopped. Gritting her teeth, that were now stained with blood from her nose, she bashed her helmet against the rock, and then it was flooded with light, as the signal stream came back on.

Clarissa let out a laugh, almost amazed that her frustration paid dividends. “Who knew bashing my head with a rock would make it work?” She was a bit dizzy however, from her effort, but it was worth it. Just as she righted herself, a loud growl was heard and then drool ran down the front of her helm.“Uh oh.”Spinning around she was confronted by a massive Ingali who roared at her loudly, showing off its teeth and foul face.

Clarissa found herself doing the same. “RAAAWWRRR!” back at it, as she went for a full on punch to its stomach, causing it to double over.

 

Bringing both her fists up, she slammed them down on its head, so it would fall further forward, then her right knee came up swiftly, to knock it flying back, right into another Ingali that had charged up behind it. “Two for two..” she said breathlessly, taking out her dual energy swords and swinging them in a double rotation as she spun around, eyes glowering within the helm. A sound of static came into her ear piece and then she heard a voice that she had been aching to hear. “Got it. East of our position, moving towards our landing place. Bringing up the radar holo on your HUD and marking their signal.” It was Leon, and Clarissa activated her radar halo within her HUD, as her own signal would have been illuminated.

No time to waste, she took off at speed, running through the forest like jungle, sprinting and then leaping over fallen logs and rocks, in a bid to reach the others. She spoke in her mic, in between breathing hard. “Queen Bee still buzzing…copy? Had some bad company. On route to the Landing place, out.”

The figure of Clarissa’s suit darting through the jungle could be seen by the enemy, and the question was, how long could she out run them?

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Vaas Plain Castle (2) – The Blood of Kings.

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 Vaas Plain Castle (2)

Part two

MorganaAndronicus

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 28, 2013 08:41AM

Derek pushed the half finished plate away from him. The apple had a bite taken out of it, the bread had been half torn and the wine he had wanted had gone basically untouched. Standing, Derek called in his squire. Tom Dayne was a boy of only 13, his father was a knight and had been trying to get his son into court for as long as Derek could remember. Derek finally gave into his whims and allowed the boy to come to court as his squire, expecting to dislike him. However, Tom was a nice Lad, with huge brown eyes and a bright smile that showed of his teeth. The boy came rushing in, black hair sticking up in every direction “Yer’ Grace” he bowed low and went in search of Dereks clothes. Derek watched him in amusement as he ambled about, gathering shirts and breeches. Derek pulled the breeches on himself, lacing them up at the front as Tom handed his shirt over “Yer’ grace…Princess Violet is here…I mean, downstairs, waiting…”. Derek froze, his shirt half way over his head. “When did she arrive?” he asked, popping his head through the hole in his shirt and tugged his arms through. “Not long ago Yer’ Grace” Tom said. Derek nodded and ran a hand through his hair “Alright…go, go to her now and tell her I’ll only be a moment” Derek nodded with a smile before giving his squire a clap on the arm. The boy nodded and rushed out and down the hall. Derek inhaled a sharp breath and reached for the waistcoat Tom had tossed onto his bed. Derek tugged it on, leaving it open at the front. His boots were next, black and made of hard boiled leather. Once ready, Derek buckled his sword ‘dawn star’ around his waist before leaving the room. Heading for the stairs and into the main hall, he spied Violet before she did him. Smiling like an idiot to himself, Derek cast his eyes across the dark mop of hair, her smile, her eyes…just how he remembered her. “My Lady” he called, ambling down the grand stair case “Forgive me for keeping you waiting” Derek hit the bottom of the stairs and bowed slightly at the waist, however he locked his eyes with hers. Blue on grey. Smiling arrogantly he rose to his full height.

Guest_LivTheGreat

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 28, 2013 10:14AM

Violet continued to wait for Derek. She paced and folded her arms across her chest, looking around the room as if expecting something new to pop out at her, though she’d been in this room many times before and most likely had it memorized by now. Looking up expectantly, she only saw Derek’s squire, whom she knew fairly well now. “Thank you, Tom,” she said in her sweet voice as he informed her that Derek would be down soon. She spoke his name in the most casual way that it didn’t seem unusual at all. Another thing that made her unique. Violet still saw herself as being above the helpers of the castles, but she enjoyed doing things her way, so she spoke to the servants and help as if they were friends. Only for a few more moments did she need to wait. She heard his voice, before she saw him and it made her smile, just for a moment, but she kept a bored expression as she looked up at him as he walked down the staircase. Well it was meant to be bored, but it turned out to be more of a slightly amused look, with eyebrows raised, and lips just barely curled on one side, giving it away that she was trying not to smile. His entire body seemed to scream “power” as he walked towards her. She always did have a weakness for powerful men. Her chest rose and fell as she breathed deeply to keep herself from smiling at him just yet. When he bowed and stood back up, she moved closer so that he was towering over her and she had to look up to continue their eye contact. Only then did she allow her smile to break through. His was too dazzling for her to give him any other expression. “Well, I’ve never been able to hold a grudge against you, so I suppose I’ll just have to forgive you after all,” she said, her voice light and teasing. “I believe I was told I have a sword fighting lesson with Prince Casterly today. Do you think he remembered me or will I have to drag him to the field?” she asked, her expression still amused, but her smile lit up her entire face.

MorganaAndronicus

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 28, 2013 11:52AM

Derek grinned as she spoke. He hooked his thumbs into the front of his breeches and cast a pair of blue eyes across her form “I believe you’re right” he said, smirking in response. “I fear he had forgotten actually…but that is to be expected when his thoughts are currently being other wise occupied” Derek chuckled and gave her a slight wink “On his wife to be, of course.”. Derek chuckled and took her hand gently. He placed a soft kiss to the back of it, before casting his gaze up toward her eyes “Come my lady” he grinned and raised up again, taking her hand gently in his. He tucked his wife to be in by his side and took of toward the training grounds. The huge raised stadium was the pride of the castle, many a knight having done his time here and having had left a champion. “My lady needs to changed i think” Derek said, bemused as he glanced over her dress. “or you could fight me in a skirt, which i wouldn’t object too” Derek grinned. Heading out into the training area he dismissed the few other people in it to the outskirts to give himself and Violet somewhere to train. He drew ‘Dawnstar’ from his sheath and tossed it from hand to hand, testing the swords weight. As ever, it felt perfect. Derek smirked and held the sword at an angle as he found Violet again “Well?, shall i fight you or my shadow first” he smirked and gave her another wink, obviously enjoying being cocky about his sword fighting.

Guest_LivTheGreat

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 28, 2013 12:26PM

“Well as long as his thoughts were on his wife to be,” she said with a sly smile and allowed him to take her hand and kiss it. Violet stared into his beautiful blue eyes and followed him, moving in to his side as close and comfortably as she could. Not that she needed protecting, but she allowed herself to feel safe in his arms. She didn’t know what about him made her love him so much, but it was there and her day immediately got better when she was around him. It was good to be back at the training grounds as well. Her favorite thing to do with Derek was to hunt or train. He treated her as if he’d treat anyone else, knowing the importance of a princess learning to fight as much as knowing how to behave in public. This was another thing she appreciated about him. “I have no particular love for this dress. And who knows when I’ll have to fight! I need to be ready for it in a moment’s notice. I may not have time to change,” she pointed out, though she had fully intended on changing when she had gotten here. Now she was considering not. It was clearly not likely that she would need to fight at a moment’s notice, but she enjoyed not doing as he said. Violet made a very un-ladylike face at him and went over to get a sword, unphased by his arrogance. For now. The bow and arrow was definitely her weapon. She could take out anything if she had her bow with her and this was very helpful when she went hunting with her husband to be. He had obviously been trained as a young boy and she had had a later start, needing to learn social behavior before fighting, but she had managed to convince her parents to let her be taught while she was still young. She’d never been as interested in sword fighting until Derek had said he would teach her. She was definitely not as good with a sword as she was with a bow and nowhere near the expertise of Derek, but she was decent and continued to get better with every lesson. “If you would feel better about practicing on your shadow first, I would be willing to wait for you,” she said with a sly grin, matching his cocky tone, holding up her sword and looking surprisingly elegant in her long gown with her sword held in both hands.

CharlotteCarrendar

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 28, 2013 02:04PM

King Henry had absolutely no clue, that his words of praise for his God, and the joy he expressed in his healing and miracles, was turning his wife’s stomach. He also did not have the foresight to see that she was plotting to do him in, and take the lands and Kingdom for herself. Had he known this….oh how different he would be. Not that she knew truly what would become of an Angel that was to be betrayed by his most adored, beside his son and God. Her sweet voice spoke of how he was truly an Angel, and yes…yes he was. He was perfection, never seeing the bad or ill in anyone, but that’s not to say he didn’t feel dread, when the shadows approached. Oh how well she hid her dark nature from him, she was truly on her game, after all these years, without a single slip up. But how much longer could she maintain this facade, and what would it take, for her to break from her mission to unseat him? The King had offered to be at her service this day, and she smiled at him, with those glorious eyes watching him intently.”I really didn’t had anything planned, love. After my morning cup of tea, I was just going to the garden, so I could relax a bit.”

The King suddenly had a fabulous idea.

“Well then, a walk in the garden sounds delightful, and just to make it even more so, I shall accompany you, and bring with me, my favorite book of hymns, and shall sing to you, my Dove.”

Yes…he was going to follow her, step for step, and sing the joy of his God to her and all that listened.

What an Angel.

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Guest_izatox

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 28, 2013 03:28PM

Metia tilted her head to the side, when her husband seemed to have an idea, she was just waiting for him to say it, till he said the word book of hymns, oh for gods sake, she was really going to hear that bullshit again? Damn, was he that innocent? Didn’t he saw when she got enough of it? Well, of course not, she was always with that expression that no matter what her husband done, she would always appreciate it and love him. So it was normal, that he thought whatever he done to her or with her, would only pleasure her.
“Such lovely idea from you, my King. Then come with me.”

She said as she stretched out her arm, and moved her hand, like she was calling him to get closer to her. She indeed looked beautiful in white and with that hair long. But then again, she always thought she looked better in dark colors and hair tied up, not like this, but its for her husband wishes. When he got closer to her, she took a simple hold of his hand, and took a step to the front, closing the gap between them, as she planted a kiss upon his cheek. With this done, Metia let go off his hand, and turned around, as she began to walk towards the outside of the castle, so she could go to the beautiful gardens from the castle. Her both hands would be placed in front of her dress, as she walked with firm steps, and a confident expression her face.GardensReaching the gardens, Metia’s light eyes scanned around the are they were within, as she was trying to find the perfect spot, for them to sit down, without getting her dress dirty, since it was white, she had to be way more careful with this dress than with any other dress she used. Another reason why she hated wearing white.
Her eyes finally found a perfect bench, behind the fountain that was placed in the middle of the garden, the bench was actually against the fountain, making people enjoy more the sound of the water falling. Picking up the sides of her dress, Metia walked up to the bench, and when she got there, she slowly sat down, fixing her dress a bit, before look up at her husband, with a lovely smile, waiting for him to sit down and start with his hymns. The early he started, the early this would end, right? Well, she hoped.

CharlotteCarrendar

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 28, 2013 04:11PM

GardensKing Henry had taken his favorite book of hymns from the library after his adored Queen agreed that it would be a lovely idead if he sang for her whilst they sat and enjoyed the tranquility of the gardens. Adorned in white, with gold brocade and silver trims, the King’s form became illuminated as he ventured after his wife out into the spectacular gardens. The clouds actually parted, though a sign from God, and shone its rays of light down, christening Henry’s head and crown. He was favored by God, a servant devout, and so his reign appeared to be charmed almost. His long white coat swept along the grass, and he smiled at the sights and scents that invigorated his senses. Life; was all around, and with seeing his beautiful wife looking so fair and radiant in this setting, he felt that this was the Kingdom of Heaven on earth.

Reaching the bench where his beloved sat herself down slowly, he showed off his pearly whites, and turned elegantly seating himself beside her. The very birds twittered in the trees, and butterflies flew around, with their rainbow like wings, fanning such pretty colours. A doe even emerged from behind a small shrub, and two white rabbits hopped out nibbling clover, while the King took out his tattered book of hymns.

“I just know you are going to enjoy my hymn to our Lord….ahem…cough cough…”

King Henry then launched into a powerful song, his arm reaching out, and he even knew most of the lyrics off by heart. With his perfect pitch, being an Angel, he even had some of the house staff come out from the Castle, and share in this magical experience.

The love of God is greater far
Than tongue or pen can ever tell.
It goes beyond the highest star
And reaches to the lowest hell.
The guilty pair, bowed down with care,
God gave His Son to win;
His erring child He reconciled
And pardoned from his sin.
O love of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure
The saints’ and angels’ song.
When hoary time shall pass away,
And earthly thrones and kingdoms fall;
When men who here refuse to pray,
On rocks and hills and mountains call;
God’s love, so sure, shall still endure,
All measureless and strong;
Redeeming grace to Adam’s race—
The saints’ and angels’ song.
Could we with ink the ocean fill,
And were the skies of parchment made;
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
And every man a scribe by trade;
To write the love of God above
Would drain the ocean dry;
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
Though stretched from sky to sky.

When he finished, many of the staff clapped and some were even moved to tears at his beautiful rendition of the Hymn, the love of God is great.

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Guest_izatox

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 28, 2013 07:11PM

GardensMetia watched the King sitting down on the bench besides her, as he said that she would enjoy this. Oh yeah, she would enjoy it so much.
“I bet I will, my love.”
She replayed him with a soft tone of her voice, as she just waited for him to start. He had a beautiful voice, but she’d rather listen him saying other stuff and not this. This was rather boring for her, annoying, disgusting, it bothered her a lot, and if he wasn’t her husband, she would have already made him shut up long time ago. Her expression still remained like she was enjoying what she was listening to. She was always staring down at the water from the fountain, her finger tips, slowly touching the water, as she made random trails, she was basically keeping herself busy with the water, so the hymns of her husband wouldn’t annoy her that much.
As soon as he was done, she noticed loud claps behind her, which made her jump slightly from her seat, she wasn’t really paying attention to who was around her, so she didn’t noticed other people from the castle stepped in, wanting to hear their King. Who would enjoy hear such thing? Ugh, this people was way too pure for her, well, their King is an Angel. Her parents really couldn’t get her other husband? But no, they had t o pick the most pure creature an Angel. At least the King Brax was a vampire not as pure as her husband, and he was wicked, she enjoyed that, yet a mistake happen. She got pregnant of him, lied to her husband it was his, and when the baby born, the maids told her husband the baby couldn’t survive. Metia remembered her husband wanting to see the look of the baby before bury him, but Metia never allowed such thing, and as an excuse she said she felt like she failed and she didn’t wanted her husband to see her “Failure”. Since she was crying pots back then, he respected her and never saw the baby. But then, he wanted another child, because he wanted to replace what they lost, forcing her to get pregnant, luckily for her, this time it was indeed from him, and they had a beautiful daughter, Selene.
“That was wonderful, my King. Always such lovely voice.”
She finally said with a bright smile, as she began to clap, gently and softly, like a lady should do.

CharlotteCarrendar

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 28, 2013 09:54PM

Gardens

“Milord…M’lday, please forgive this intrusion.” He said, making a low bow, and not dare raising his eyes to Metia. The King finally tore his eyes away from Metia and then looked on to his faithful servant.”Speak, do not be shy. I was enjoying the morning with my love. What is it you need?” The King asked, still sitting by his radiant wife.”The Bishop has arrived and seeks audience with you, M’lord, he says it is most urgent.” Jimeon said, again trying not to look at the Queen if he could help it. King Henry knitted his brow, then turned to his wife, and said. “My love, I am needed elsewhere. I promise to return soon…and sing some more.” He said with a smile. “I know how much it warms your heart.” And with that, he rose off the bench, and joined up with Jimeon, heading inside to meet with the Bishop. As they walked, Jimeon shot a look back over his shoulder at the Queen and his eyes were the pit of black.

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Vaas Plain Castle – The Blood of Kings.

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[RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 25, 2013 03:10PM

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House Casterly
“As High as Honor”

Current King: King Henry Casterly
Heir: Derek Casterly

Area of Influence (Land they rule)
The Vaas Plains

Seat (main home of the ruling house)
Haven Hall

Soldiers
50’000

Gold
60,000,000

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House Casterly is the richest house in Eranor. Finding its wealth in the huge mines at the base of the mountains that surround the Vaas plains. The Plains are a large area os grassland, where the people live a simple life farming and growing crops for the rest of Eranor.

MorganaAndronicus

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 26, 2013 06:16PM

The snake reared up, its scales glistening pale green, its eyes yellow and horrible as they stared down at Derek. The prince could not move however, he was stuck in the same place he had started in. The snake hissed, forked tongue lapping at its nose.
It lunged and Derek screamed
The princes eyes fluttered open, darkness assaulted him and it took him a while to get used to it all before he shot up. Dragged in a ragged breath, Derek gasped, sweat beading on his naked torso. He glanced left then right and then left again…but there was no snake….there was nothing…only Darkness. Derek groaned and run a hand through his hair, the auburn locks stood up on end from the assault but he mad no move to fix it. Climbing from his bed, naked as his name day he pattered across his room to the large window. The chiffon curtains fluttered in the breeze but he pushed them aside and stood in the door way, looking out over the plains. “Guard” he managed after a moment. Behind him, the thick oak door was pushed open and a helmented head was slotted through “Your grace?” “Fetch me wine…and something to eat” he said, still staring out the window. “Now” he had to say, his voice stronger than before “Yes your grace”. The door closed the the stream of candle light that had found its way into his room was gone.
Derek Waited then…for his food, his wine…and for daylight.

Guest_izatox

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 26, 2013 08:05PM

The Queen Metia woke up during the dawn, one of the reasons was because she couldn’t feel her husband in the bed, she might not fancy that man that much, but that didn’t meant she didn’t liked to cuddle while sleeping, everybody did, right? No matter how wicked you were.
Pushing herself up from the bed, the blanket fell upon her lap, she was wearing her white nightgown, the only reason why she used white was because of her husband, he was an angel, and she didn’t wanted to be all morbid around him, so she used white, even tho her favorite colors were always the dark ones. However, he wasn’t here in the chambers, but maybe he was around the castle? She stood up from the bed, walked up towards the huge doors from her chamber, opening it, and saw a maid.
“Maid, do you know where my husband might be?”
Metia asked, perking up an eyebrow.
“He left the castle early, majesty. Going for a walk in the village.”
The maid explained.
“I see.. Well, you’re dismissed.”
With this said, she closed the doors, and turned around facing her back against the door. She was alone in the castle, well not completely alone, her children was probably here as well, and she still had the servants and maids everywhere. But her husband wasn’t here, so she could act less than most of the days, and if somebody asked her why she was so moody, she used her husband absence as an excuse.
She walked up to the huge closet, and picked her queen dress, this time it was a dark one, she was tired of wearing that all white, so a dark color time to time wouldn’t hurt anybody. After putting on her dress, she called out two maids, to fix up her blonde hair, before she could place her beautiful crown on.
Now that she was finally ready, she walked through the huge hallways, heading to a empty large balcony, she placed her palms over it, showing off her long black nails, her light green eyes stared around, seeing how her kingdom was. One day, this all was going to be only hers, she didn’t had to share it with anybody else. One day..
Metia stayed a couple of minutes admiring the kingdom, till she decided to walk back inside, and get herself something to eat.

CharlotteCarrendar

 

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 27, 2013 02:03AM

Riding up the cobblestone road that led to the Castle, King Henry kept his eyes upon the balcony window, where he sometimes caught his beautiful wife; Metia looking out over the landscape and rolling hills that was their domain. He considered himself to be the luckiest man alive, to have such a stunning wife, who captured his heart as though by magic itself. He often found himself lost in her eyes, whenever he held her in his arms. He adored her, and practically worshipped the ground she walked on. But he had those days, where he simply could not be reigned in and needed to be out and seeing the people that he believed they served. It gave him a sense of peace, and of humility to walk alongside those that worked the lands and fields. As he approached however, he did not see her looking out the window. Perhaps she was enjoying her lie in without him. The whole bed to herself. Or maybe she was eating a late breakfast with their son; Derek. A smile came about his features at the very thought of his strapping son. One day, he would be King, and Henry wanted to make sure that the people were prosperous and happy, by the time his own reign came to its end.

“I am truly blessed, Lord” He said, speaking to the very heavens themselves, thankfully for all he had. Passing through the stone gates, the guards all bowed in reverence as to did the workers and house staff that were lining in wait just outside the front entrance for their King. All were pleased to see he had returned safely from his trip into the Town of Seans. Pulling up on the reigns, he swung over and landed firmly with both boots on the ground, offering the reigns to a stable hand. The King ruffled the young boy’s hair, before passing by each member of the house staff, who either bowed or curtseyed showing their love and respect. He came to stop before entering, taking off his cloak, to reveal the white royal suit beneath, and handed his black cloak to his personal servant Jimeon. The King then said to all; “You are dismissed, please return to your duties, and I thank you all for your warm welcome home.” The happiness within the faces of those that served him showed, as all went back to their places within the Castle, and the King walked in with Jimeon at his side.“Do tell me that my fair Queen is now awake and that I might spend the rest of the morning with her.” He asked, smiling down at his male servant.“I shall go inform her you are home and wish to see her. Shall I have her meet you in the library, your Highness?” Jimeon asked, keeping the cloak folded neatly over his arm.

“Yes…yes I would like that. Thank you. Oh…and tell her, I expect to see her looking radiant in white this day.”

“Yes, your highness.” And with that, the man servant went to find the Queen and share the good news of the King’s return, and his wishes for that day.

Guest_izatox

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 27, 2013 02:15PM

The Queen was already in the huge dining room, she was taking her simple breakfast, which was only a cup of tea. Metia always had complexes about her beauty, she didn’t wanted to become an ugly woman, so she always kept her body in shape, and made sure her looks looked young. Her magic was dark magic, so all she had to do was just suck the soul from beautiful women, and she would gain back her youth. Because Metia is more older than she looks.
While she was having a nice time drinking her tea, she was finally done, and pushed herself up from the huge chair, as she began to walk away again, she was going out to the gardens, so she could have more time to think about her own stuff, till a servant come behind her, calling her.
“Majesty, your majesty. Excuse me for interrupt you, but your King is finally back, and he’s waiting for you in the library. Also, he is excepting to see you, majesty, looking radiant in white today.”
The servant said, as he noticed the Queen this time was wearing dark colors, it was the first time for him to see her like that, so he was rather surprised with this.
Hearing this words, Metia huffed out, but quickly replaced her annoyed expression with a smile.
“Alright, tell him I’m on my way. You’re dismissed.”
Great, now she had to go change clothes, damn. Metia walked back to her bedroom, and called two maids again, this time, they was going to help her on dressing up the white dress. For some reason, the white dress was always more complex on dressing than the black one, probably because it had more details and stuff. They probably took 15minutes on dressing her, and fixing her hair. They had to take care of her hair, because she had tied it all up, and her King always enjoyed seeing her hair free, she had a long curly hair now. She didn’t liked her hair on that way, because it would bother her a lot, and it was extremely warm, but since they was closer to the winter, she would be fine.

Now that she was finally done, she just headed to the library. Wearing a beautiful white dress, matching with the color of her shoes, her light blonde hair and the light color of her eyes was a perfect match. She had different eyes, since it was always changing the color, it always depends on the light around, sometimes it can get blue, others gray and others green. So it was hard to really define the color of her eyes. The servants open the huge doors from the library, as they walled the Queen step inside.
“Finally I found you in this lovely morning, my King.”
Metia said with a lovely smile, as she grabbed the sides of the dress, so she could bow, before start walking more closer to him.

CharlotteCarrendar

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 27, 2013 06:52PM

Oh how the King adored his wife and Queen; Metia. Right on cue, she entered the library, as he stood with his hands behind his back, fingers entwined, staring out a panned window at the rolling hillside. Her voice like the sweetest melody that would charm the very birds down from the trees, and make many a man swoon for her attentions. A warm smile played upon his lips, as he spun on the ball of his right foot, and turned to face her front on, as she came into the room, her fingers grabbing the sides of her exquisite gown. White…perfection in movement and grace. How her long blonde tresses flowed down her shoulders and back in a torrent, as though brushed a thousand times. Her crown glinting upon the top of her head. Eyes like swimming pools that mesmerize and captivate. To him, she was like an angel plucked from a cloud and delivered to be his and his alone.Unhooking his fingers, he brought his arms around to the front of him, and strode towards her, his eyes firmly locked upon hers.“My dearest Queen….I have had the most joyous morning. The market, the people. Such happiness within our lands. He could not hide his delight, for he felt that God truly favored them. “We are blessed with such good fortune, my Love.” As he got closer to her, he held his hands high enough, so that he may cup her cheeks, and then bring her face to his, so that he may plant a sweet kiss upon her. She was positively radiant, and her scent was such that he stood and inhaled deeply. On releasing her from the kiss, he used the back of his right hand to caress her cheek.“Do tell me you enjoyed your morning slumber? You looked so serene, I dare not wake you.” Henry said, his eyes dancing as he could see nothing in the world but her. It was times like this that he cherished the most. Little did he realize her true feelings for him, were not as pure.

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Guest_LivTheGreat

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 27, 2013 07:13PM

Violet waited impatiently in the carriage as it made its way to Vaas Plain Castle. The worst part about still living in her father’s castle was having to drive between the two when she wanted to see her future husband. She wasn’t one to just sit around and do nothing and for the ride there, that was exactly what she was doing. Sitting with the back of her hand against her face, she looked out the window and tried to think of something else. This is what she did to take away the boredom. She tried to think of things that interested her instead. She thought of her home life and her parents and her sister. This got boring quickly so she moved to Derek and the first time she had met him. Neither had had much interest in the other. She thought he was good looking enough, of course, but she didn’t enjoy being told what to do, even though being a princess was just a lot of being told what to do and how to act. She managed, though, because being a princess was just one step closer to being queen. Derek’s queen. This thought made her smile. Her smile grew as the carriage slowed down and came to a halt in front of the castle. The driver informed her, unnecessarily, that they had arrived. He held out a hand to help her out and she ignored it and hopped down, giving him a playful look as if daring him to comment on her behavior. He frowned, but made no comment and simply moved his hand to be placed behind his back. “Someone has gone to arrive the prince of your arrival,” he told her with a bow of his head. “Well, hopefully he won’t keep me waiting too long, then. He knows the impatience of his future queen.” With that, she made her way up to the castle to wait for her prince.

Guest_izatox

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 27, 2013 07:42PM

Metia remained her peaceful yet beautiful smile upon her face, she always had this extremely intelligent way of acting, that would fool anyone, not only her acting, but her beauty, men could fall in her feet.
“Indeed, we are, King.”
She told him, as he watched her getting closer, she closed her eyes, as she felt his palms against her cheeks, his skin always warm and hers this time was cold, that touch of him, left her breathless, but before she could open her eyes again, she felt him bringing her face up to his, she even tip-toed, because she knew he would kiss her. Metia had to admit, she hated some stuff on her husband, but it was always good to be loved, well it was more for the lust but she still enjoyed. Her husband was a handsome man, lots of women would do anything to be with him, the same way lots of men would do anything to be with her, but the both of them remained together. Only because her parents told her she was going to marry the King Henry, she hated that idea, because he’s an angel, and she knew with her wicked personality, she had to change a lot, but now it has been years, the both of them has two kids, and she got used with this acting. Even tho she loves her children, till her psycho and dark side takes over her, and she will do anything to have what she wants.
After the kiss, Metia was finally able to open her eyes, and stare up at her King, a smile still upon her face, but then it got replaced by a chuckle. He was talking about the way he left her sleeping on the bed.
“Still, its not nice wake up in an empty bed, my dear. Not having anybody to cuddle, its rather sad.”
Metia said in a joking manner, even tho that was the truth. She placed her gentle palms over his chest, her nails wasn’t anymore the dark color, it had no color, but they was long and perfect. She done random trails upon his clothing, as she stared up at his eyes, then down at his lips and at his neck. Basically scanning him with her eyes.
“I never thought you enjoyed walk in the dawn.”

CharlotteCarrendar

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 27, 2013 08:22PM

King Henry saw his beloved Queen pout some, after she explained that she was sad, that she did not have anyone to cuddle in bed after he left. You could see that he was genuinely sorry for this, and looked so remorseful even though she had said it in a joking manner. He took up both her hands, and then brought them to his lips, closing his eyes, and kissed them softly. King Henry truly worshipped her, and did make an effort to please her when he could.

“My darling. One does not disturb the serene when they sleep. I could lay in bed and stare at you for hours on end. But, this morning…” he released her hands gently, and then turned back to the window, that overlooked their land. “…I felt the need to rise, to go and spend time with those that make us such good fortune. A dire yearning to serve. “ You could see in his eyes, how much he cared for the people under his reign. “God…he shed his light upon the town, and I heard his voice, call to me. So…I rose and rode out as the sun was eclipsing the horizon.” He looked back at her, his face radiant as it caught the rays of light that filtered through the window.“I laid my hand on the bosom of a dying woman, and gave her new life. I felt so alive…so good. The joy in the old man’s eyes. It was God’s will, for I am what I am, my Darling. I may be King…but I am still God’s chosen to do his work.” He said this with a firm nod. He knew his place in life, and loved it with all his heart. It would be enough to make his wife feel ill.“But I am here now…so what do you have planned, my Sweetest dove? For I am now at your service, my Queen.” He made a light bow, and winked at her, full of good intent.

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Guest_izatox

Re: [RP]Vaas Plain Castle

July 28, 2013 07:46AM

Metia remained her smile, and slowly rose her chin up when her husband began to kiss her soft hands, then she listen to his words, on how he shouldn’t disturb the serene when they sleep. Oh god, serene? She’s only serene when she’s asleep, that’s for sure.
Now that he let go off her hands, she walked up to some small table that was there, and trailed her nails over the wood, as her eyes stared down at it, before look back up at her King. Oh no, there he goes again, talking about this all, how much Metia hated when he began to talk about this, she didn’t believed in any kind of that, for her god wasn’t real, nor miracles existed, but her place in the world, was to show how hell can be.

The way her husband talked, made her stomach turn, she even turned her head around, and stuck out her tongue, like she was about to throw up, but she quickly changed her expression, back to that calm and kind one, when he looked back at her. Now she was forced to keep that kind expression while his conversation got even more disgusting for her. How much this woman suffer just for get what she wanted.
“You’re a truly Angel, dear.”
Metia replayed, as she walked towards him, with firm steps, and her chin raised, elegantly and confident. When he said he was now at her service, she couldn’t help but to grin, if he really knew what she wanted to do with him right now, he would’ve never said that words. Metia is still thinking on how she will get rid of her husband, she doesn’t think she can put him the dungeons, his warriors and guards are loyal to him, so she really couldn’t change their mind, the King is always higher. But then the thought of killing him was always there, running through her mind, on how, and when. Maybe she would wait a little more, till then.
“I really didn’t had anything planned, love. After my morning cup of tea, I was just going to the garden, so I could relax a bit.”

Night Lands Castle (2) – The Blood of Kings

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Night Lands Castle  (2)

EricHeymour

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 27, 2013 06:44AM

The Castle Training Grounds
*Sir Leon Dire, knight in the house of Brax swung his blade down hard upon the steel in the hands of the recruit he was combating. When his attack was deflected and held, he resorted. In his left hand was his shield, so he brought the heavy steel into the face of the young man hard. The guy’s head quickly snapped to the side, blood flying from his mouth as his body followed in the motion and he fell to the floor. The other men around began laughing hysterically. The young recruit wiped his lip of blood, looked up to Leon and growled his words viciously.* “You attack with deceit! That is dishonorable!” *Leon scowled at the man, scoffing heavily. He leaned down, grabbed the man by throat and lifted him in the air with ease. His eyes dug deeply into the man’s own orbs, and he spoke.* “You speak of honor do you?” *He threw the man halfway across the courtyard. As he slid across the ground to a halt, Leon continued.* “I have lived a thousand life times over, yet you speak to me of honor? In battle and war, skill wins the day. Honor will serve no purpose but death you pathetically ignorant bafoon!”

*He stared at the man in disgust as he sheathed his steel sword, which was held at a heavier angle on the same hip as his silver. He wore medium to light armor, leathers and furs of black and brown color tones underneath a few pieces of dragon bone plating, scarred and marked from service. His eyes were a frozen blue and his hair a light brown. He held his shield arm out and his squire boy came and took it. Turning, he waved his hand to the group and training resumed. He sat not far away, mug of drink in hand and his squire boy at his side. He was the very definition of an immortal soldier, worthy of his name as a demon of war and battle.* “Words more wise have never broken from tongue of man or otherwise, M’Lord.” *Leon’s eyes rose to the boy, and he was forced to grin softly.* “Out of all these hardened soldiers, you are more deserving than each. I look forward to the day I battle at your side.” *He looked back towards the men, watching the other trainers do their own jobs, and stood, patting down the light leather he wore, his dragon bone plate armor which covered his legs, chest, shins, and shoulders, rattled as he adjusted it. He sighed, and began walking. The boy followed close behind, but Leon turned quickly on his heel once noticing this.* “Go. Enjoy the day. Place shield on arm and have it as you may.” *The boy gleamed with joy and he placed the shield on the outstretched arm of Leon, then ran off after a short boy. Leon turned from him, and continued towards the castle, climbing the steps and staircases which lead to the eastern wing of the magnificent place. There was someone he wanted to see, to express concern and…other things of personal matter.*

*Reaching the door, Leon knocked powerfully, a knock of design that only she would recognize as his own. One heavy, two light, two heavy, with one second intervals between each set. He stood patiently awaiting an answer, his left arm, the one which carried his shield held to his chest in ready salute, and his right resting behind his back, the elbow folded at a ninety degree angle and the hand held in a fist. His head was high, back straight, and cold blue eyes forward. He was ready to meet she who he loved and adored, both as his queen, and something more.*

Leigha995

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 27, 2013 07:42PM

Rose was in her room cleaning the sword her husband gave to her on her wedding night. Her light brown hair dangled in front of her face as her bun was coming undone. She couldn’t help but think about what it would have been like if she married King Thomas instead. Maybe she wouldn’t have been so miserable. Rose sat on a rich fancy couch that all queen should possess. Her eyes shifted towards the knock at the door. Rose ignored it a couple of minutes until it knocked on the door again. Rose got up and growled. Soon she had to play the pretty queen, she soon sat back down to get her game face on.
“Come in” she said.
The door soon cracked open, there she saw a knight in his bloody armor. Rose looked down at the floor then up to him. He was good looking but yet it seemed like most knights were these days.
“How may I help you Sir Leon?” she asked.
Rose went right back to cleaning her sword.
“Do I want to know why you are covered in blood?” she asked, without looking up at the knight.
Rose placed her sword back on the table before raising up from the couch and heading over towards the balcony.

CaligaRavenson

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 27, 2013 08:02PM

Throne Room
Cast iron chandeliers formed into the shapes of a gothic rosé cast illumination down upon the vast grimly decorated throne room. Alcoves with sculptures of gargoyles, mourners, and reapers were slotted, allowing braziers to be lit, the flames causing the shadows to dance making the sculptures appear moving. Vast columns formed a path to the throne area, these carved so that figures wallowing in despair and deep loss were holding up the ceiling. Each column was four men with their backsides to one another. In the dark borders of the room, Lords, Ladies, knights, preferred guests, favorite courtesans, and other sycophants congregated in discussion as a band of troubadours daughter to entertain Brandon Brax. His throne was part of a structure made in a triangular like shape conjoined with two others. His seat was in the middle and was highest, while the other two were lower and on opposite sides, one for his heir, Joffrey and the other for his wife, the impudent cur. Brandon was resting his ornately garbed arms on the vine-shaped armrests of the throne with cruel eyes following the performers’ every movement. The reeked of fear and this pleased Brandon greatly. The crowd watched on for entertainer and to see what Brandon would do to these performers should they in satisfy him. These entertainers were performing acrobatics while juggling hefty objects as others danced and twirled, suspended in the air by fabric

EricHeymour

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 27, 2013 08:09PM

*He bowed as she alowed him entry and he opened the door. When he rose, and his eyes fell upon her, he felt calm, collected, even within himself as though nothing in the world could unsettle him. Normally, he’d be incredibly disgusted by this, but the woman before him was no ordinary circumstance. Then the question came, and he looked down to his form, holding his arms out to get a better view. He smilled, and laughed softly, raising his eyes to meet hers with a smile that was both cocky and respectful.* “Not to worry majesty. ‘Tis not my own. I got carried away again during training. Nothing serious, just a few cuts here and there.” *He lowered his voice.* “Maybe a severed arm, but who’s to know for sure?” *He was not flirting, but simply lightening the air in the room. He could feel her tenseness within it, as though she was ready to remove head from body. If not for his love for her, he’d likely be much more on guard with his hand resting on his blade.*

*He took a few steps closer after closing the door, a much more serious look on his face. The smile quickly melted to a single line of tenseness and his eyes retook their cold persona as he took his mind form her and to the reason of his coming. He came to her feet and kneeled before her, lowering his head and then raising his eyes to meet her own.* Majesty, I request permission to train the troops under more…harsh conditions. they have become rather….soft with blade in hand. I ask to show them the realities of war and remind them of their purpose.”

CharlotteCarrendar

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 27, 2013 11:04PM

Washing his hands in a basin, Joffrey checked himself in the mirror, while the water in the basin turned red from the blood that gotten under his fingernails and into each and every crevice in his skin. His lust for blood and desire to torture the milk maid till she finally lost her will to live, gave him all the pleasure and so much more, as he cut her down from the chains and straps that had held her suspended. The face of terror frozen on her sweet young face. There was simply nothing more beautiful in his mind.

Shaking his hands and then patting them dry with a towel, he let out a satisfied sigh, as though he was indeed pleased with himself. The young maiden had become in his mind, a work of art, hand carved with his name, along with symbols and deep cuts, that allowed him to remove her organs, and display them around the floor. Macabre would be the best way to describe Joffrey, that and sinister. Perhaps he got such desires to kill from his father. Certainly not his mother, for she seemed to be so…sensible. Walking over to a large chain, he pulled on it, and a loud dong sound was heard, the kind you hear when a hammer hits a bell. The shuffle of feet came from down the hall, and finally knocked upon the wooden door to Joffrey’s room. Smiling devilishly, he said in a charming voice. “Enter.” The door creaked as it opened, to reveal a short statured man, wearing a butcher’s apron and pushing a large wooden trolley.

“You rang…your Grace?” the butcher asked, snivelling as he hated being called up from the kitchens. The Prince chortled and then waved his hand towards the dead body and organs that littered the floor. “She’s still warm….fresh and…look, I even cut her heart out whole. What a treat, eh?” Joffrey said, wiggling his eyebrows, as the grimy looking butcher sighed loudly. “Where you get that one from, your Grace?” The Prince shrugged his shoulders and then mocked a pout. “The Dairy…I fancied some..cream this morning, but I got a whole lot more than that.” He chortled, before beaming a smile. “Well…don’t just stand there..clean up the mess, and take the body and tit bits down for making…pies or..whatever it is you do.” The butcher trundled past the Prince, with the wheels of his cart needing oiling, and he heaved up the dead body, tossing it into the trolley. “You are going to get caught one of these days, your Grace.” He said, watching his back, knowing it was a bad idea to trust the Prince at all. “Only if you tell…butcher. Now…I have an appointment with the King…Yay me.” He twirled his finger, then flipping back his cloak, he swanned out of the room, leaving the poor butcher, to clean the blooded mess from the floor.

Down to the throne room, and Joffrey could pick up the sounds of the entertainers that were going all out to please the King, who the Prince could see was seated on his throne. Seemed though that more eyes were on the King’s reaction to the performers and what he might do if they failed, and that in itself was always a delight. So as not to steal the attention of the guests, performers or the like, Joffrey walked along the wall, then came up the of the throne area, to take his place in the seat that was one of the lower beneath his father. Getting comfortable, he stole a grape from a tray just to the left of him and then rolled his eyes and patted his mouth, mocking a yawn, as though he was bored already. He hoped his father would…liven things up a bit.

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Leigha995

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 28, 2013 08:34AM

Rose looked down from the balcony her eyes shifted from brown to blue as the moon was high. Her wolf wanted out of her skin, she couldn’t help but growl. Revealing her true inner self. Soon Rose controlled her wolf at will. Rose shifted towards the knight, she crossed her arms at his request of harshness for the knights.
“Do as you wish, I just don’t want dead knights on my land” she said.
Rose walked away from the balcony, holding her dress a bit up so she can walk easily. Rose passed the knight and grabbed her sword from the table and placed it back up on the wall where it should have been.
“Tell me knight, do you find the king harsh?” she asked.
Rose felt that he was harsh, “the king with no heart” she would call him. It was a nickname she made up for him. Rose walked around the knight, circling him like any animal would do to their prey. She was in a land full of vampires and yet she was a wolf married off to a beast. Rose thought of an idea, to get her out of the castle.
“I’ll tell you what, Knight. If you could sneak me pass the guards and into the town I will let you do what you requested. If you fail, it will be your head..” she said.
Rose knew he was going to be able to sneak her pass, but she needed to be sure she could scare him.

EricHeymour

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 28, 2013 09:52AM

*Leon rose a brow to the question, slightly confused to it’s origin. In truth, he was no fan of the king. The only thing he found even slightly useful from the king was that there was plenty of contest for him to participate him. The man hardly had any honor, more concerned with personal needs than those of his people, his wife, or the lives of those beneath him. The only reason Leon was still so highly placed was because of his incredible combat skill. If not for that, he’d have had attempted assassinations as much as out right attacks from men the king sent. Everyone knows Leon can take on a group of men no problem, and had the ultimate mind for strategy, so even if the king wanted to kill him or get him out of the castle, he knew Leon would have a plan to stop this. His eyes held the Queen’s form, and he spoke.*”Majesty, permission to break word of mind?”((Speak freely))

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CaligaRavenson

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 28, 2013 11:54AM

Throne RoomFive of the acrobats in the group of troubadours began climbing on top of one another to form a large ladder of sorts and began to lean heavily on one side forming half of an arch. Five others rapidly formed the other arch and the two connected, the entertainers on top holding one another’s limbs tightly. The group of sky dancers lowered themselves slightly and with a series of twirls wrapped around the arch in a pleasing ribbon of fabric. It was a fascinating display of dexterity and aesthetics but Brandon cared less. The audience seemed unsure what do to but vocalized their fascination. King Brax deftly pulled out an assortment of needle-thin knives and with a subtle movement untraceable by humans, released the fan of knives in the direction of the troubadours. The blades slid in deeply and silently for so honed and keen the edges were. The arch seemed to waver before collapsing in on itself. With the blades lodged in internally, it would be impossible to tell from an outsider’s perspective that the performers were injured. Brandon stood up to his full height and called down, “You seem to not be the artisans of entertainment you claimed to be. I do not care particularly about being lied to.” The troubadours looked confused, with fear upon their faces as well. What had happened? Had they not practiced flawlessly for several moons for this exact performance? “Since you have made a fool out of me and have taken advantage of my hospitality and enjoyed my food, I shall make sure you cannot be dancing fools yourselves any longer…” Brandon slowly raised his left hand and made a curling motion with three fingers. A series of guards approached behind the troubadours. “Remove their hands and feet. Give them the worthless bodies, destroying what they have trained hard to achieve. But not here, I rather enjoy this rug.” The guards nodded and began dragging the performers away who were resisting, moaning and begging for mercy. This only amused Brandon. The King barley spared a glances at his heir as he spoke softly, “That was what along the lines of what you wanted to see, was it not? Now tell me, why have the servants been complaining about you more than the usual amount?”

Leigha995

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 28, 2013 01:01PM

Rose’s chambers
Rose nodded flinging her hand to signal him for him to speak freely. Her dark eyes shifted towards the knight then to the burning fireplace that the servants fixed her when she was cleaning her sword. Her hair hung over her shoulders, she still haven’t fixed her hair. At this point she could careless of what she looked like. Beauty meant nothing to her, but power and title did. Rose shifted her eyes back to the respectable knight. She crossed her pale arms waiting for the knight to speak.
“Speak, I’m aging years over here.” she said.

EricHeymour

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 28, 2013 01:13PM

*Sir Leon stood, closing the gap between the two bodies. He stood directly before her now, and landed on a knee at her feet. That’s when he noticed her hair, but he didn’t care. No mater her appearnace, she was still the most beautiful thing alive to him.* “The king, your husband has no honor of his own. He worth nothing but a blade to his neck. If not for my…..” *He had to stop himself, then choose his words carefully.* “loyalty..and concern directed towards you, I’d either be gone from this place or imprisoned for his death.” *He lowered his head and sighed.* “I will escort you from the castle on one condition.” *His eyes met hers and the cold seriousness of them returned as he spoke.* “I accompany you for safety reasons. I will not allow you, as formidable as you are, to walk from these walls without protection.” *He knew full well she wished to intimidate, but he feared nothing. He WAS war, he WAS battle and bloodshed. Nothing feared him other than the death of this woman. Her safety was everything to him, and he’d risk anything to keep her safe. In that, he did not fear HER.*

Leigha995

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 28, 2013 01:24PM

Rose nodded looking at the knight, she pursed her lips trying not to say anything stupid. Finally she listened to his proposal of escorting her to the village, now this made her kind of uneasy. Rose didn’t want to be baby sat for going to her own land. Rose looked down at her dress, realizing it may cause attention. Rose walked behind a screen and quickly throw off the clothing. Sir Leon wouldn’t be able to see her nude body, but her body figure did show through a shadow. Rose quickly threw on a maid’s clothing and threw on her cloak and walked from behind the screen looking at the knight.
“I’m ready, I hope I don’t look too much like a queen..” she said before grabbing her sword and placing it at her side.
Rose looked at the knight and headed towards the door.
“Okay, now let’s go…’ she said, heading out of her chambers and down the hall, having the knight follow her.(change thread)
(post first at the Nightland village)

EricHeymour

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 28, 2013 01:36PM

*Leon hadn’t any idea what to think of her quick movements from him. When she went behind her changing screen, he followed with his eyes. The shadow of her figure obvious as she threw the clothing from her, and his eyes seemed to glue to her body. Everything slowed, as if time itself wanted to hold this moment for the loyal knight. Her body, from the shadow of her form, was perfect in damn near every way. Curves in all the right places, a body thin and perfect. Though many men preferred thicker women, Leon did not. His heart was taken by this woman, AND her form. When she came from behind the screen and drew her cloak over her body, he smiled, stood, and nodded.* “Stunning in all the ways a maid possibly could be.” *Before she left, he made sure to block the door from opening.* “Maids never walk in front of their escort. This is not wise for you to leave first, Majesty.” *He opened the door and allowed her exit before rushing in his stepes to reach a few inches ahead of her.*(thread Change: Nightland Village)

CharlotteCarrendar

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 28, 2013 01:39PM

Chewing on his grape, Joffrey watched on to the group of troubadours, who went about their routine, practically flawlessly. They had clearly been training for this performance for the King and the court for many a day and night, so it was clear that they would finish this spectacular with out error, or at least that is what one would expect. Joffrey could not help but keep an odd glance at his father, the King; knowing full well that the King would be far more entertained if something bad were to happen….and sure enough it did. Joffrey’s lips parted mid chew, as he caught sight of the group of troubadours faltering. Course, his father was responsible for this, after using his speed abilities and daring to fling needle thin blades at them, which for those with normal lines of vision would find difficult to have seen. The act all came undone, as the arch the troubadours had created, fell in on itself. Joffrey found himself chuckling, especially at their shocked reactions, but more so from his father’s orders, which would leave the entertainers without hands or feet. To never again be able to perform the feats they so loved. Ah…what a treasure his father was…..not.

But just as Joffrey was about to take a sip from a glass of mead, his father decided to turn his attentions upon him.

“That was what along the lines of what you wanted to see, was it not? Now tell me, why have the servants been complaining about you more than the usual amount?”

Joffrey threw back his head, and let out a burst of an awkward giggle. Oh the hired help had loose lips. How magical. Joffrey regained his composure and then sighed as he wiggled his fingers in a mock way to those being dragged out by the guards.

“You never fail to amuse me, Father…I must say. Heh…great work.” He gave a small thumbs up, then he leans closer to his father and gives reason for the servant’s gossip. “I have a confession….well, not reaaaaaally a confession, that would be droll. You see, I asked them…to keep tabs on Mother. I don’t trust the woman to be honest. Seen her skulking around..looking at the moon.” Joffrey uses an odd hand gesture as if he was about to serenade, twirling his wrist over and then looking squarely back at the King. “They wanted more silver to keep tabs on her, and now they want to say mean things about me..when all I was doing was…protecting your interests, Father. Is that not what an heir should do?” He then batted his eyelashes, as if trying to show innocence.

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CaligaRavenson

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 28, 2013 03:54PM

Throne Room

Brandon turned to fully face Joffrey, his look akin to one discovering something extremely unpleasant imbedded deep in their boot, such as horse feces. He studied his heir’s face carefully as he narrowed his eyebrows, “I already know your mother is an impudent cur who thinks she can ignore my commands. Her insubordination pesters me alongside with her supporters that are drawn to her for her body with the excuse of loyalty and protection.” Brandon knew that Rose often sought for a breathe of “fresh air” outside the castle. He did nothing openly about it as a ruse to seem as if he did notice. The Brax king had informants everywhere in the lands, seeking favor, coins, and their very lives for keeping Brandon informed. Brandon let his eyebrows return to their regular position before speaking again, [b]”The servants are not paid to be my eyes and ears, I have others for that. You should save your coin for the procurement of new servants, for the castle seems to dwindle low on them when you are not preoccupied with your duties. In other words, you break it, you replace it…and speaking of replacements, if you ever think of truly being my heir than you are more naïve than I thought.”

CharlotteCarrendar

Re: [RP] Night Lands Castle

July 28, 2013 05:04PM

Drats..the King was certainly not wet behind the ears, that was for sure, and also, he had his eyes and ears well trained on that woman that was said to be Joffrey’s mother. Joffrey wrinkled up his nose, when the King informed him he knew perfectly well of her nocturnal pursuits, along with the fact that she was openly ignoring his commands and wishes. Chewing the inside of his cheek, he continued to listen to his father’s words, for it made perfect sense to know exactly what his father thought. Father like Son. Neither of them could be trusted, and that assured that Joffrey was very much his son in that regard. Joffrey was well aware that his father did not approve of him either, but Joffrey didn’t really seem to give a damn. He was a Brax, heir or not. And should that bitch of a mother spawn more children, there were always fun games that could be played, to assure that they never live to see the ripe age where they can take the crown for themselves.

“The servants are not paid to be my eyes and ears, I have others for that. You should save your coin for the procurement of new servants, for the castle seems to dwindle low on them when you are not preoccupied with your duties.”

This actually brought an odd smile, or half smile from Joffrey, who saw his father’s statement more as a word of advice then a lecture.

“Quite right. I shall not pay those feeble stooges called servants another penny more for their service. And yes…I shall be more careful with what I break. Though..I might be wiser to invest my monies in…say a slave or two. Oh wait, I am supposed to be betrothed, how silly of me.”

He started to drum his fingers together, as the cogs in his mind started to turn.

“I am sure Selene will curb my wild ways. That is…if she ever bothers to make an appearance.” He said with a roll of his eyes.

 

Thomas and Beatrice from the Blood of Kings – by Josh Holloway

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Two much loved characters from the Blood of Kings role play group on IMVU.  ❤