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Haven Castle – Vaas Plains (12) – The Blood of Kings.

31 Tuesday Dec 2013

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 09, 2013 08:52PM
Tempest flew as fast as she could as the dark swarm came closer. She had to cover her head as all the windows in the castle blew, sending glass shards every direction. But this had the added bonus of giving her a quicker way into the castle.

She folded her wings close to her body, using the wind sheers to direct herself to one of the destroyed windows. It was a very controlled dive and she successfully navigated through the window and into the castle proper.

She headed for the throne room as fast as her wings could carry her…but she arrived too late. She landed in the middle of the chaos…her young Aunt, Clarice was in a witch’s cruel grip while her grandmother was trapped in a cage of pure energy.

“No!” Tempest yelled, her hands beginning to smoulder with the force of her anger. “You let her go!” she snarled at the witch who had Clarice. A vampire, who was standing off to the side, used his speed to go after Tempest, hoping to catch her in his grip. She saw him coming and turned in time to throw a ball of fire at him. There was no chance for him to dodge and was caught by the full force of the blast. He disentigrated before everyone’s eyes. The other vampires hissed menacingly and backed away from the powerful hybrid.

Tempest, her hand still billowing pillars of fire, turned to look at Minerva. “Let Clarice, my mother and my grandmother go…and you can take me instead. I won’t fight you, won’t raise a hand to you. But you let my family go free.”

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 10, 2013 01:27PM
Throne Room

Metia after telling off the guard, she turned her back to just watch her daughter Clarice playing with the small turtle, all entertained in her own little world, better like this, so she wouldn’t be so worried about what is happening around her. Then her eyes went to Selene, Metia’s lips departed, as she was about to say something, till she felt an evil presence.
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Quickly turning around with a frown on her face, Metia faced the witches. The blonde yelled to the other to get the child. Metia’s eyes open wide knowing already what that meant, she was about to reach out for Clarice, but the damn witch had already taken the child with speed light, and was shaking Clarice like a damn doll by her neck.
“Clarice!!”
Metia shouted shocked, as Clarice tried to grab the witch hand, with her little hands, and tried to make the witch stop hurting her. Her turtle had fallen on the ground when the witch picked her up, and it seems Clarice was more worried about the turtle right now, than about herself. Yet, she keep gasping for air, and try kick around on the witch, to make her let go. Rashna stepped in, but the witch didn’t wanted to let go of her daughter. Metia was already getting extremely angry, it would be no time till flames would start appearing around her body, as the evil inside her would come out, till she had her child. However, the damn blonde, caught her in time. By locking her in a damn cage, like a damn broken bird. Metia tried to use her magic, but it was no use, its like that cage would stop her from using her magic, or taking its energy. Metia used her own hands, to try shake the damn cage, and try her best to get out of there.
“Let her go!! She has nothing to do with this-”
Metia knew what the blonde meant, this all was about Brandon, that bastard now wanted to start shit with Metia, he would have it. But if things keep going like this, Metia will be the next body headless in the Brax kingdom. Before Metia could say something else Tempest stepped in, she was about to attack the witches, till a vampire stepped in, but the creature got what it deserved it, burn to ashes. However, what she heard next wasn’t something Metia enjoyed, giving her granddaughter in change for Clarice and herself, wasn’t just acceptable. She wanted Tempest to fight and take Clarice away, with Selene, so they could run, while Metia tried to handle this witches, if that was even possible. But being in that damn cage, really was starting to get her energy, slowly.  

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 11, 2013 05:29PM
Throne Room

A collective gasp and then evil laughter was heard, when Tempest finally decided to show herself, and when she saw that her family were now under serious threat, she cried out for them all to stop.

“No!” Tempest yelled, her hands beginning to smoulder with the force of her anger. “You let her go!”

Portia grinned gleefully, as swung little Clarice back and forth, like she was dangling her over a shark infested pool. Seeing the angered teen of Brax only made her shake the child more. “But its fun to play with children. SEE? She screams cause she knows its a game.” Rashna’s fury was now reaching fever pitch, seeing Metia trapped in a magical cage and unable to save her child. “I SAID PUT HER DOWN!” the Angel Throne roared, as a bolt of white light emitted from her chest, and tore at Portia’s hand, causing her to drop the child in a heap on the floor, right near her turtle.

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“ANGELIC BITCH!” Screamed Portia, shaking her hand like it had been burnt. This at least meant that Clarice was free, and would be able to run to Rashna for safety. “Child…take up your turtle and come to me….quickly.” She urged, daring Portia to try something else, but this was when Minerva turned around and smiled triumphantly at Tempest, when she offered herself, if the witches would let her family go.

“Let Clarice, my mother and my grandmother go…and you can take me instead. I won’t fight you, won’t raise a hand to you. But you let my family go free.”

“Tsk tsk tsk tsk…Tempest Tempest Tempest. You…are the cause of all this. YOU..are the one that nearly killed your Father. That’s right. YOU…went against the wishes of the King of Brax, who was more than reasonable in finding you a husband. But….no, you HAD to have everything your way. So…how does it feel, Tempest, to know that thousands of men, on both sides of the lands are dying…cause you are a STUBBORN BITCH!”

At this she ran both her hands over her hair, and revealed her true identity. That evil witch that almost seduced her father over a white pony she wanted. The dark haired witch grinned and then said.

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“You really are pathetic, you know that. Orion is dead…because of you. Your own Father…lord knows what’s happened to him, but…it’s because of you. EVERYTHING THAT HAS HAPPENED…the destruction of your parent’s marriage…the war…all cause you have been and always will be a spoiled brat.” This moment she took out a small crystal pendant, and held it up for all to see, it showed within it the Prince of fae, Sirus Laegass…fighting for his life.“And now…the man who you do care about…..is going to die…BECAUSE OF YOU!”

This made the sisters three come in behind her, and then all started to chant in a strange rhythm, as the trio’s powers started to combine. Swaying too and fro, the approached the girl, and encircled her, before all taking hands, and then the image of Tempest starts to glow as all the witches look to the sky, ending the chant….the chant to send her back to Brax lands….to meet her fate. The ceremony to remove her heart and then fed on her essence.

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At this moment, a massive vulture smashes through the window and takes up the hook on the cage that holds Metia, cawing and squawking angrily as it lifts off, to take the cage with its prisoner back to the night lands, and the King’s chambers.

Now they had come what they wanted, the witches and their bitch army started to leave, turning into black mist, others shooting off out into the sky on brooms. Minerva looked back at Selene…and smirked.

“Everything…you held dear…is now…mine!”

And with that…she took off out the window, to join her sisters.

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 11, 2013 07:19PM
Tempest watched on, her anger absolute as Rashna blasted the witch known as Portia away from her Aunt. Clarice dropped to the floor and Rashna urged the young girl to run to safety at her side. Tempest returned her attention back to Minerva as she gave the terms of her surrender. But Minerva had her own score to settle with the hybrid.

“Tsk tsk tsk tsk…Tempest Tempest Tempest. You…are the cause of all this. YOU..are the one that nearly killed your Father. That’s right. YOU…went against the wishes of the King of Brax, who was more than reasonable in finding you a husband. But….no, you HAD to have everything your way. So…how does it feel, Tempest, to know that thousands of men, on both sides of the lands are dying…cause you are a STUBBORN BITCH!”

Each word Minerva spoke chipped at Tempest’s hard earned anger and the fires along her hands and skin slowly started to dissipate. She did not need to be reminded that she was the cause of this whole fiasco. But Minerva did not stop picking at Tempest and continued to drag up every little detail she could get her hands on.

“You really are pathetic, you know that. Orion is dead…because of you. Your own Father…lord knows what’s happened to him, but…it’s because of you. EVERYTHING THAT HAS HAPPENED…the destruction of your parent’s marriage…the war…all cause you have been and always will be a spoiled brat.” And then the ultimate guilt…Minerva took a crystal pendant from somewhere and held it up for all to see. Within its mist Tempest saw an image of Sirus, battling trolls and goblins. He was bleeding heavily from a wound at his temple and there was a deep cut in his sword arm. And yet he continued to fight.“And now…the man who you do care about…..is going to die…BECAUSE OF YOU!”

Tempest didn’t even defend herself, didn’t deny anything that Minerva said because everything was true. Bowing her head, Tempest dropped her arm, extinguishing her fires. The other three witches took that moment to surround her and began chanting in a language she didn’t understand.

They joined their hands and Tempest was surrounded in a strange glow. Something entered her body and cut her off from her own powers, forcing her to lose control over her wings as they vanished from view. She cried out in pain, falling to her knees as the power of the witches overrode her senses. Another jolt forced another cry from her as the witches looked toward the sky, ending their chant. With the last syllable spoken, Tempest lost consciousness and her body vanished from the throne room of Haven Castle.

When she came to sometime later, she would find herself back in Brax lands, tied to an altar in an underground cavern. But for now, she remained unconscious.

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 12, 2013 11:10AM
Throne Room

Metia watched everything unfold in front of her, and she was hating the situation where she was in. Why couldn’t she use her damn powers in here? This stupid cage was turning her into a broken bird. Her whole family was in dangerous, her daughter was still in that witches hands! Where the hell where her guards?! She knew Henry took most of all, but there should be some left, right?! Were they too scared to show up, or did this witches done something to them? In her mind, Metia was already calling out for Henry, well “calling”, she was just wishing he was here, and could protect them, and save their child.
Clarice was still kicking out and gasping for breathe, while trying to scratch the witches hand with her little nails. If she could bite the damn witch, she would, but her hand was tighten her neck, that Clarice couldn’t even move her small head. She wished right now, she knew how to use her magic, but she can’t, nor she does how to make her wings show up. She made them show once, when she was very little, she was just raging a lot, and the reason was known, because when Metia got in the room, Clarice was with her black wings wide open. Her aunt quickly stepped in, and made the witch let go off her. Clarice fell on her back, near her turtle, as she groaned in pain, because her neck was hurting and so now was her back. Quickly picking her turtle, and shoving her in the pocket of her dress, Clarice quickly got on her feet, and ran towards her aunt, since she was calling out for her. However, while she done so, she looked back, and saw her mother, in the cage. Clarice was about to tell her aunt to help out her mother, but it was already too late. The witches had finished with harassing Tempest’s mind, and now they took Tempest and her mother away.
“No, mommy!!!”
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Clarice screamed out for her, as she even began to follow the witches, till there was no more ground for her feet to walk on. Tears was already forming in her eyes, as she was finally realizing how cruel things were turning out. Hours ago, she was with her mother and father in her room, drawing, all happy, now this happens. Her father is at the war, and he can die, her mother is now on the enemies hands, and she can die. They needed to warn her father!
“Go get guards or warriors!! They can’t take her, go do something! Call daddy!”
Clarice screamed out, desperate while staring to the little that was left in the throne room, just her aunt, and her older sister, and some stupid maid that was hidden behind a pillar, afraid. She should have done something! Now that maid would get it sooner or later.

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 13, 2013 09:17AM
Throne Room

Selene was waiting for the guests to arrive when all Hell broke loose. The witches soon had her mother entrapped within their clutches and the angelic princess was powerless to stop it. Standing up off her throne, she called out “No! Take me instead! She has nothing to do with the Brax family!” But it was no use. Turning to see Tempest offer herself, she shook her head slowly “Tempest, no! Your father isn’t himself! You will die!” Stepping down off the thrones, she moved as if she would throw herself at the witch who had Clarice. But luckily, Rashna was able to step in. Seeing Clarice running after the witches, she rushed forward and scooped her sister into her arms “Sweetheart, no. You mustn’t run after her…if you die, it will pain mother more than any death she may face.” As Minerva shot her a smile, she snarled after the tramp “Bitch!”
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This wasn’t the time to worry about foul language. Spinning around towards Rashna, she spoke in a deadly voice “We must alert my father immediately. This is war is no longer being fought on the battlefields.” Walking swiftly over to the angel, she passed her sister over carefully before spinning around. Her runes were glowing and she was ready to take back what was hers.

As she prepared for battle, Lucan escorted the elf lady into the throne room. Seeing his mother in her black toga and glowing runes, he abandoned the elf to rush over to his mother. “Tell me what has happened! Where is Grandmother?” Looking around, he paled. “Tempest…where is she?” Selene’s eyes were as black as night as her sharp voice answered “Come, we go to the battlefields. The king must hear of this.” Without explaining further, she stepped out of the throne room and went in search of her father.

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 14, 2013 04:40AM
Throne Room

Rashna felt so overwhelmed by what was happening, since they were clearly outnumbered and outmatched by the Witches of Brax. Horrified, she watched on as the great vulture lifted off, carrying with it the caged Queen of Casterly.

“Noooo!” Screamed Rashna, building up power in her hands and then firing it towards the large bird, only burning the tips of its tail feathers, for it flew so fast. All around her, was the ruined remains of the Throne room of Casterly, while the youngest, poor Clarice was screaming for her mother. Rashna ran to the child’s side, and tried to envelope her into a secure embrace, so she wouldn’t try to do something silly, like go after the witches as they flew away.

“Go get guards or warriors!! They can’t take her, go do something! Call daddy!” The child’s desperate pleas were heartbreaking, and Rashna tried to make her understand.

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“Your father, the King, he is fighting the very foe that took your Mother away. He is on the battle fields…its a great risk to even go there.” She was trying to speak of reason, as much as she herself, wanted to go to the battlefields, she simply couldn’t take the child. Someone had to protect the child, and Rashna had sworn to do just that.

Selene was now incensed by all that had happened, and rounded on Rashna, who rose slowly, her wings folding around to protect the child in her care.

“We must alert my father immediately. This is war is no longer being fought on the battlefields.” 

“It’s too dangerous!” Rashna implored. “Have you not seen the sky, that is blood red, just as what the battlefields must be? You could get killed!” The Throne’s eyes were almost begging her not to go, but it was no use, she had made up her mind, and with her son Lucan in tow, they left the throne room.

Now, it was just Rashna and Clarice. Their only hope was that the King could be reached, and told of the fate of his wife and grand daughter Tempest, before it was too late.

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 14, 2013 05:16AM
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Clarice looked up at her aunt, with a frown upon her face, as she was trying her best to not cry. It wasn’t fair, why was they taking her mother? The war was suppose to be in the battlefield, right? Why was they invading the castle? this was still too much for such young mind like Clarice, and have a young child like her witness such thing was harsh. Her sister seemed to have the idea on going to the battlefield to get their father, but Rashna was right, it was too dangerous, even tho Clarice wanted to go as well, she still was aware of the danger, that’s why she was fearing the loss of her mother so much, because she knew what could happen to her in the enemy kingdom. When Rashna spoke about the skies, Clarice’s green eyes stared up at the skies from the window and noticed how blood red it is, which means the battlefields are only worse. Taking a deep and shaky breath, Clarice wrapped her small arms around Rashna, and allowed her aunt wings to protect her. She was being more affectionate but she was dealing with a war of fears inside her, that even made her lower lip and her small fingers tremble. 

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 14, 2013 12:44PM
Hallways

Selene did not respond to Rashna as she called out, nor did she even turn around to face her. Anger had overtaken her thoughts and emotions. Everyone, everything she cared for most in this world was just stripped from her. Her husband was seemingly lost, her father was in battle against him, her mother and daughter taken away. All she had left was the young man beside her.

Halting in her steps abruptly, she turned to face Lucan. Gripping his shoulders, she pulled him close and murmured in his ear “Please, do not fail me. I love you more than the sun, moon and stars. But there is something I must ask of you.”

Lucan nodded slowly as she looked into the fierce blue hues of the angel princess. Reaching out, he caressed her cheek tenderly “Yes, mother. I will do anything you ask with no question. You have shown me great love, despite who….my father was. My loyalty is to you alone.”

Tears prickled in the angel’s eyes but did not fall. With a swift nod, she spoke calmly with authority “Good. You must go to the battlefield and alert the king at once what has happened here. Do not stop or speak to anyone but him.” Finishing with her demands, she drew Lucan in for what felt like one last embrace.

The young warlock held his mother close and whispered “You are strong, mother.” Pulling back at her, he gave her a soft knowing smile. He would not be returning. Spinning around slowly, he pulled from her touch and walked down the halls without another word or a look back.

Selene stood there silently, knowing that was the last time she would see her son. She was sending him untrained, unarmed, and unprepared for the battle. And he sacrificed himself willingly. Finally, the tears she was holding back with such fervor rolled down her cheeks.

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 14, 2013 06:09PM
Outside the Castle Haven

~The Return of the Prince~

Prince Joffrey rode high in the saddle, of Scorn, as he and his three hundred strong army of demonic knights had achieved the unthinkable, of taking the chance to go and seize the Castle, as his Father and the rest of the Brax army were slaughtering the Angels and fae as they slept. Good plan is…a bloody good plan. Joffrey raised his head and sniffed the air, licking it with his serpent like tongue.

“Oh…yes, I remember this scent…its my beautiful wife…Selene, who is home in her own little castle. Waiting…waiting waiting waiting for my return. I gotta say, I love making an entrance.”

Riding through the gates, they were met with little to no resistance after the witch attacks had decimated many of the home guards and patrolling knights. It was almost errie as they entered the courtyard on mass, and the Prince lept down from his mount, handing the reigns to one of the other Knights.

“Secure the Castle….no one is to enter or leave, unless I give the order.”

“Yes M’lord.” His head Knight said, as many fanned out to create a perimeter, that the returning Angel army would find difficult to cross.

The Prince simply marched through the front entrance and strolled down towards the Throne room, grinning like a cheshire cat at the wanton destruction. “Ooo…someone’s been redecorating.” the Prince enthused, before finally reaching the throne room doors, which he kicked open with his metal boots.

First thing he saw was Selene, after she had just farewelled her son. Rashna was cradling the young Clarice, and the rest of the Throne room was deserted.

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“Oh hello….Daddy’s back!” Prince Joffrey roared, before strolling up to Selene, and trying to sweep her into his arms.

“Miss me? Come on…give your hubby a kiss of welcome.”

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 16, 2013 09:12AM
Throne Room

As Lucan’s form disappeared down the halls, Selene slowly pivoted to walk back into the throne room. Tears still flowed but she said nothing in regards to them. The princess turned to look at Rashna and spoke softly “Carry his soul to heaven carefully. He is a fragile boy.”

Soon, the doors were thrust open and she spun around defensively, more than ready to protect her younger sister from an attack. About to call out, she was soon silenced by the appearance of her husband. Fear and shock rooted her to the spot as the demon prince came striding up to her. The angelic princess was absolutely torn. On one hand, she was grateful to see that her husband had survived the battle unscathed…on the other hand, she wondered if her father had escaped as well. Memories of Orion’s head came rushing into her mind and she knew right then and there that this man was no longer her husband.
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As Joffrey tried to sweep her up into his arms, she shoved back and growled at him “Keep your hands off of me, you monster!” Reaching out, to she made to strike at his face. Should her strike have landed true, she pulled her hand back and cupped it to her chest. Looking at the ground, anger and anguish tangoed with her chest as she tried to make sense of what he was doing here. After taking a moment to gather herself, she finally spoke as her blue eyes flicked to his hues “You’ve taken our daughter. You’ve taken her from me, and now my son is gone as well.” Laughing bitterly, she turned away from him“Not that you cared for Lucan anyways.”

Stepping over to Rashna and Clarice, she stood before them protectively as she turned to face the demon prince “I will go with you willingly, but you do not touch my sister. You have taken everything else away from me, but you will not take her.” Her eyes shone like lightening as her body began to hum from the power of her saintly runes. Should Joffrey try and touch Clarice, she was ready to fight. However, she did not wish to anger the beast within her husband further and was prepared to leave with him as peacefully as she could.

Her hope was that he would bring her to where Tempest and Metia were and together they could overcome the evil that was taking over the lands. But was that Joffrey’s plan for her?

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 16, 2013 11:58PM
Throne Room

Selene’s slap across Prince Joffrey’s face landed true, smacking his head so it turned on impact. Spittle rained down, but the yellow eyed demon could only laugh. He actually enjoyed pain, so to him this was like foreplay. Selene was distraught and refused to acknowledge Joffrey as her husband. She was right to do so, because the being that stood before her….was not Joffrey at all. His vessel may have been, but Joffrey was well suppressed after the Snake demon had seized control of him, as he took his dying breathes.

Selene raged “You’ve taken our daughter. You’ve taken her from me, and now my son is gone as well.” To which Joffrey replied.

“Err…no, I didn’t take your daughter. That would have been the King’s Mistress and her sisters no doubt. Gotta hand it to them. Fancy doing a kidnapping right under the nose of the King. HA! That won them some brownie points with King Brandon, I bet.” As Joffrey spoke, it was starting to become quite clear, that he spoke about family as though they in fact weren’t. Selene pressed that Joffrey never cared for Lucan, and Joffrey shrugged his shoulders and replied. “That was the warlock’s bastard kid, right? Nope..never met him.”

The pieces of the puzzle were all starting to fall into place. This man before Rashna, Clarice and Selene….was not who they thought.. Not at all. He beamed a huge grin, when Selene got all defensive and announced she would not be going willingly with the Prince back to the land of Night, and Joffrey rubbed his chin, for he found this to be quite comical.

“Who said I wanted you? Though I imagine you might entertain me for…ooo..five minutes. No..no, you see…what ALL of you fail to realize is…I am not here for Brax…or the King…or you….or anyone. See….I am here…FOR ME!”

At this moment, the demon started laughing, a hideous cackle, as the demon armour he wore started to shred and his form began to change into that of a giant snake. Over sixty feet long with a massive head, that spun round and hissed at the trio of Casterly women.

“Oh…forgive me. I never introduced myself. I am…LEVIATHAN, the great serpent and the gate keeper of Hell. You insignificant fools. What on earth do you think I took Joffrey’s body for? Hmm? A chance to take the very lands right from under the nose of GOD and his angels. AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAAHA!”

Leviathan curled his way around the thrones, and then looked at the trio with a sinister gleam in his eyes.

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“Now…I wait for your King. My first catch of the day.”

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 17, 2013 09:04AM
Throne Room

Selene listened silently as anger continued to boil under her skin towards the demon who stood before her. It was clear as night and day that this man was not her husband. Was her husband still inside..? Her jaw was set as she fought to keep control of herself. The angelic princess wanted to lash out and strike the demon again, but it was clear he would only get off on it more.

Stepping back as the demon changed form into a massive snake, her legs began to tremble a bit. This was no ordinary demon, but the gate keeper of Hell himself. Whirling around towards her sister, called “Don’t make any sudden movements.” Her eyes flicked to Rashna and she gave a small nod of her head before turning around. Staring the large foreboding creature down, she held her hand to her side as her gold sword adorned with heavenly jewels appeared. Surging with angelic power, she gripped it tighter and closed her eyes.
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Saying a quick prayer, she took a deep breath. If she died, it would be to protect her family. Opening her eyes, Selene then prayed that her father was safe and was heading to The Night Lands to get her mother and daughter. It was clear the demon wanted her father, and she wasn’t prepared to lose him either.

Brandishing the sword, she stepped forward and snarled “If you want the throne, you will have to kill me first…” Staring at the large snake as it curled itself around her father’s throne, she smiled sinisterly and waited for the first move.

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 18, 2013 07:02PM
Outside Castle Haven.

One of the Demon Knights had been kept on watch, scanning the hills for the oncoming tide of Angel and fae forces that would be returning from the battlements, scarred and battle weary. But what this knight saw, was nothing short of horrifying. The skies were now filled with Angels, bearing armor and the clouds erupted as light shone down and illuminated these Soldiers of the skies. Blasting massive horns, the remaining cavalry was charging back through the forests, emerging out onto the open plains. Whispers had swept through the army, that the demons had attacked their homeland, their sanctuary. A Queen’s life was at stake, and King Henry led his men on the return home, to see if the dreaded whispers were true.

“THEY’RE RETURNING!” The Demon Knight roared, as another held up a massive shell, to summon the three hundred so knights to fight to keep the Castle in their hold. But as they did so, flying bowman with exceptional aim, were firing arrows in a blaze that looked to rain down on the Knights as they stood, knocking many off their feet, and driving the sharpened tipped arrows through their hearts and heads.

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The cries of the dying rose higher, as on the ground the thunder of horses hooves grew louder. Sir Wayne leading the charge with swords drawn, in a surge, to unseat the demon foe from their own door step. Whilst many of the demon knights stood their ground, taking out their swords, and trying to fell the Angelic onslaught, many were beheaded and swords driven through them, in a shocking display of pure rage and anger at this dare to take the Castle right from beneath them

Flying overheard, King Henry and Ira circle the top towers, before beginning their descent, to fly straight into the throne room……..

The Throne Room.

The evil snake, Leviathan wound its coils around the King’s throne and rested its large head on the top, mocking the three Casterly females in its presence. It almost appeared to be lazy in its conquest, unaware of the impending return of the King. But when Selene bravely drew her sword, and then uttered a prayer, the snake raised its head and cocked it to the side. Was she mad? How could she possibly think, she could take on the might of Leviathan, who even has God himself in fear.

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Rashna was still clutching little Clarice fiercely, not wanting the child to be harmed by the scaly menace, but then she noticed something tied around it’s neck. The glowing blue vial; the essence of a Throne. She narrowed her gaze and wondered. Was this from Orion himself? Had the Snake managed to gain the power of Orion and had it bottled, and if so, for what purpose? Surely it would be dangerous to the Snake, if it were to break on its skin, or even swallowed. That would kill a high level demon for sure. Or save an angel. Could it be, that Prince Joffrey…was still in there somewhere? Hidden deep within the snake. Rashna’s eyes darted at Selene, who was now showing her hand. Brandishing her sword, which glinted with holy light, she cried.

“If you want the throne, you will have to kill me first…”

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“Ahahaha, are you blind? I seem to already have it. But if you are willing to try and fight me, I be more than happy to oblige you….wifey.”

The last word was said with every ounce of venom within itself. It started to raise up and hissed at the Princess, large pointed fangs dripping in toxic venom, as it uncoiled from the throne, releasing it. It started to slither towards Selene, and chuckled as its swirling eyes tried to hypnotize her on the spot.

“Go on…strike me down! I dare you!”

The snake lunged at the Princess, its jaw wide open, but the necklace that held the vial slipped from the snake’s neck, the chain breaking from the exertion, and the vial rolled across the floor towards Clarice’s feet.

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 19, 2013 07:42AM
Throne Room

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Clarice kept her arms tightly around her aunt, her sister was finally coming back, but she wasn’t the only one. In that moment somebody else stormed in the throne room, she was wondering who the hell was this person, but his aura was no pure, he was a demon, and when he called himself husband to his sister, she figured out this would be Joffrey, the one that is causing them lots of problems. Clarice watched everything, and whenever that man began to transform into a snake, she open her mouth, amazed by the creature, she knew this wouldn’t be a time to be surprised and admire the snake, she should be terrified, and think about what to do, and where should they run. But damn, that snake was amazing. She gulped hard the moment her sister decided to protect them, if this snake wanted something, he would have to kill Selene. Would he? Would he kill his own wife? but this man wasn’t the same anymore, right? He was a monster now, he didn’t showed any kind of mercy, he wanted to see Selene try and strike her own husband.
While this all happen, Clarice watched something roll across the floor towards her feet. She stared down, and saw some vial. What was this? Clarice picked it up, and held it tightly on her hands, staring down at it glowing, it was beautiful, but she was still wondering what was this, and where it did come from. It come from the snake, didn’t it?

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 19, 2013 10:26AM
Throne Room

Selene’s eyes narrowed as the snake called her ‘wifey’. Her husband was deep within the snake…she just knew it. But if she succeeded with her threat, would her husband die? Glancing towards Clarice quickly, she saw the little girl pick up the vial. Wait…was that…? Realization dawned on the angelic princess. Perhaps her husband was truly deep within the beast.

Raising up the sword, her eyes flashed with a heavenly anger as she stared the snake down. He would not take her home away from her or her family. Hell would not win. Stepping towards the snake, tears fell as she uttered a soft plea “Joffrey…forgive me…”
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Rushing towards the snake defiantly with bravery that could perhaps kill her, she raised the sword and moved to strike at the snake. Should her sword successfully plunge into the snake, she fell back onto her arse and stared up at the creature.

Gasping, she spun around quickly and rushed towards Clarice, not bothering to see if the snake had in fact died “Clarice! Come to me!”

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December 19, 2013 04:59PM
Throne Room

There is a time to live..and a time to die. The moment the sword was drawn by Selene, she had made her choice, that despite the love she may have felt for her husband Joffrey, the snake demon had brought pain and suffering to those of the Casterly. The death of Orion, the call to war and subsequent battles that cost thousands of lives, right across the lands of Night and Vaas. In another part of the lands, their daughter had given up her fight. Realizing only too late the sacrifices that had been made for her, and that she would send her last gift, back to the father she so loved, the same one who was now trapped within the massive snake that was poised to strike his own wife.

“Go on…strike me down! I dare you!” The snake hissed angrily, its coils building up behind it so to propel itself forward at Selene with unnatural force. But in those seconds, two things occurred. One; the vial that was worn around the neck of the massive serpent, fell from its neck due to the increasing size of the snake. Rolling across the floor, the vial was then picked up by the very youngest Casterly; Clarice. The second thing to happen, was the arrival of the gift of Joffrey’s soul. Half of it was given up to Tempest to save her life in the mountains, and now she returned it to its rightful owner. A glowing blue sphere erupted from the ceilings and spirited down into the snake, which had turned its head for a split second, seeing Clarice pick up the vial.

“NO!” The last thing the snake wanted was the innocent to hold the vial of Orion.

The blue sphere blasted into the snake, causing it to seize up, right as Selene rushed forward and struck the snake across the neck, slicing its head from its shoulder. The massive snake head tipped back and forth, before falling back off and landing on the floor with a mighty thud, sending up a cloud of dust. The rest of the snake’s body lurched from side to side, as the muscles continued to contort, though no longer powered by the mind.

The snake….was dead. It’s yellow eyes staring straight ahead.

With a few last spasms, the rest of the snake’s body slowly fell to the floor. It’s long length starting to shrink, and slowly morphing back to the shape of the Prince of Brax. He was whole….but was he alive?

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 20, 2013 02:49AM
Throne Room

Clarice quickly rose her head and stared at the snake who screamed whenever it got hit. The snake was staring at her hands, at the vial, so this was important for it? Clarice was still confused but she didn’t dared herself to let go off the vial. The blue sphere blasted into the snake, and whenever her sister began to attack, Clarice just watched the snake fall apart, her sister had screamed at her, to come to her, which left her confused, but she decided to go. Only for help her sister, to get up, so they could be more away from the snake. In Clarice’s mind this was still danger, and even if it was falling apart, like it was dead, the body of Prince of Brax was still there, so it wasn’t safe. Grabbing her sister’s hand, Clarice began to pull her away from there, she didn’t wanted to be closer, she feared. Her mother was already taken away, so she didn’t wanted her sister to be taken away as well.
Talking about her mother, Clarice quickly remembered something! Her bracelet, it was beautiful, made of white gold, but it was magic, this would connect Clarice’s heart with his mother, if they wanted, they could feel each other emotions and so on, but Metia done this, just to make sure her daughter would be alright, since Clarice was always a rebel, she feared something happen to her. With this idea in mind, Clarice stared down at her bracelet, and could make it work, her mother could feel her heartbeat, could feel her fear on losing her, and the snake that was right in front of them. However, the call wasn’t responded, her mother wasn’t answering, not even a single heart beat. Did this mean?
“Mom, doesn’t answer. Her bracelet isn’t responding to mine. Does it mean?..”
Clarice stared up at Selene’s eyes, with her green eyes, tears already forming, and it was only seconds till she began to cry a lot, and start sob. Little did Clarice know, the necklace King Brax placed on his mother, was annulling the magic of her bracelet, so it was normal the class couldn’t be responded. 

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 20, 2013 12:47PM
Throne Room

Selene could hear the giant snake lurching around behind her and heard the bellowing no, but still her focus remained on her sister alone. As Clarice grabbed her hand, she clamored up to a standing position and scooped the young princess into her arms.

Rushing a safe distance away, she looked down into her sister’s eyes, fear clouding her own as Clarice’s words registered in her mind. Metia…their mother. If the bracelet was not responding, it could very well mean their mother was dead. But Selene couldn’t believe nor accept that. Placing her hand under Clarice’s chin, she tilted her head up and smiled gently with a soft whisper “Mother wouldn’t want us to give up hope…we must be strong. Father will bring her home.” As she slowly set her sister down on the ground, she began to wonder if it was true.

Glancing at Rashna, Selene spoke quietly still as she suggested “Why don’t you go and ask Rashna if she can sense mother? Perhaps your connection is off because of…what has happened here.” Gently giving her sister a push to get her to move, Selene swiveled around slowly to see the snake slowly morphing back into her husband.

Her heart lurched in her chest as the angelic princess wondered if her husband was in fact dead. Walking over barefoot, she clasped her hands to her heart before sinking to her knees before him. With shaking hands, she then reached out to caress Joffrey’s cheek with one hand while lifting his head with the other. Tears began to fall down her cheeks silently again, but she paid them no mind.

Brushing his hair from his face, Selene leaned down and whispered with heavy breaths “Forgive me, my love…forgive me…”Reaching down to pick up his hand, she brought it to her lips and closed her eyes. She would never forget their love if he were to die. But imagining a life without his charming presence by her side, she began to tremble all over and soon a sob ripped from her chest. Gathering Joffrey against her, she buried her face into his hair and cried “I won’t live without you! I can’t…”

A New Day Has Come

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 20, 2013 05:51PM
Throne Room

The doors to the Throne room burst open. King Henry and his Brother Ira had returned, along with some of their head Knights which included Sir Wayne and Sir Reginald. The moment the King entered, his eyes frantically searched for signs of Metia, but all he saw was Selene cradling a dead looking Prince of Brax, his sister Rashna, and then Clarice.

“Where is she?!” Of course, the King was referring to the Queen, as he ran further into the room, and caught sight of the massive snake’s head. “What the hell happened here?….Where is Metia?” Clearly, he was deeply upset and angry, and Ira moved in further behind his brother, looking to Rashna for answers. Rashna cleared her throat and said.

“Metia was kidnapped by a witch from the Night lands.”

So the King’s worst fears were in fact true. Raking his fingers through his hair, he asked the next thing to come to mind, while working out how to save his wife.

“And what is this…big snake head?” He had so many questions, his mind boggled at all he was seeing. Rashna repled.

“The Prince of Brax, we think was possessed by the snake Leviathan, and when Selene killed the snake, the body of the Prince returned. Spinning on his heel, he walked over to where Selene was kneeling on the floor cradling her husband, and he spoke in a firm voice. “Is he dead?” This was a good question, for he had not awoken as yet, and lay limp in Selene’s arms. His chest was moving, but he was making no sound.

Ira took a closer look, and replied to the King. “He appears alive…barely. He is the one that killed our brother, Orion, yes?” Henry knew this to be true, and nodded. “Then he should be arrested and charged with the murder of a Throne.”This might not go over well with Selene, but Ira was following protocol. Rashna could not argue with this. As much as she knew Selene loved Joffrey, he had committed a terrible crime against the family Casterly.

In his moment of grief, he then saw his little Clarice. The poor girl had probably witnessed the kidnapping of her mother and then the attack of the snake. Immediately the King went across the floor and scooped her up in his arms, holding her head to his chest. He was practically tearful, as he was relieved she was alright.

“Are you okay, my Child? Daddy was so worried. I got back as fast as I could.” His words were racked with emotion, and he tried not to let it overwhelm him too much. If anything had happened to her, he would truly be lost..

At this moment, a raven flew into the throne room and landed on the remains of the Throne. Around its leg was tied a parchment. Rashna went to get the note, and then when she read it, her jaw nearly hit the floor.

King Henry Casterly,

Turn over the Vaas lands and your wife lives you have three days to comply if you fail to comply your wife dies!

King Brandon Brax.

Rashna read the contents of the note, and then stared at her brother, as he kept Clarice in his arms.

“They want our lands….or Metia dies.”

At this the King made his mind up then and there. He had enough of the King of Night lands antics, and the fact he had stolen his wife, and now demanded the Vaas lands be handed over or Metia dies; meant that the King had two choices. Surrender the Vaas, or fight for his wife.

He kissed his daughter’s head gently, then moved to hand her to Rashna.

“Brother…Sister. I am going to the Night lands. If I do not return, you will be the new King and Queen of Vaas. Protect and watch my children. Serve the people of Vaas well.”

That said, he marched out of the Throne room, and readied a horse, to take him to the Night lands…to face the King of Brax…one on one.

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 21, 2013 03:45AM
Throne Room

Clarice stared up at her sister, hearing her words about their mother. Yes, they shouldn’t lose their faith, but still, there wasn’t much left to have faith or hope. Only her father was her hope right now, and he still didn’t arrived. Did something happen to him as well? Whenever Selene pulled her to Rashna, Clarice watched her sister over her shoulder, and saw her hugging the one that was trying to kill them all. It was her husband, but in Clarice’s mind it still didn’t made much sense, he wanted to kill them, he killed their uncle Orion, why was she hugging him? She should fear him and kill him. Clarice stayed quiet on her spot, as she looked down at the ground, it was on that moment her father showed up. She looked up at him, and he was clearly asking about her mother, Clarice’s lower lip was trembling, and right now she was biting on it to stop the tremble, and stop the tears. She doesn’t know how her mother is anymore.
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Seeing her father finally paying attention to her, Clarice didn’t hold back, she just rushed her way towards her mother, and threw her arms tightly around his neck, as she began to sob into his neck, and hug him tightly. She never had the best bond with him, but he’s her hope right now.
“I’m fine.”
Clarice managed to say between her sobs, but she didn’t dared herself to let go off her father, not now.
A new come, it was from the King Brax, he wanted their lands, or else Metia would die. Clarice looked up at her father, wondering what he would do. She didn’t wanted her mother to die, but she didn’t wanted give their lands to Brax as well. But her father could fight, right? She removed her arms from him, and walked up to her aunt Rashna, just reaching out for her hand, and hold it, as she watched her father walking away. Its like a last goodbye. Would her father survive? and bring back her mother?

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 21, 2013 03:31PM
Throne Room

Selene was so distraught over her immobile husband’s state that she at first did not notice her father’s arrival. Rocking back and forth, she continued to sob pitifully as one hand ran over Joffrey’s back while the other caressed through the hair. All the while, she repeated over and over again “I killed him….I killed him…”

When her father stepped closer, she lifted her wet blue eyes up to look at him and sniffled“I…I killed him…” Her shoulders shook from her grief and pain but she was powerless to stop her father and Ira from declaring her husband’s fate. Her heart sank into her stomach as she realized her husband was now a prisoner of war.

When her father walked away, she nearly fainted from the intense pressure of her emotions. Joffrey had wronged her family…but was it truly him that had done so? Her eyes shifted to Ira pleadingly but knew he would not go against the king.

But the princess wouldn’t let her husband go without a fight. Tightening her grip on Joffrey, she spoke defiantly “Then lock me up with him. I’m not leaving his side.”

However, the king marched from the room. Selene’s eyes fell on Ira and she dared him to pry Joffrey from her arms with one look.

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 27, 2013 02:40AM
Throne Room

A low groan escaped Joffrey’s lips, as his wife Selene tightened her grip around his body Coughing slightly, his eyelids opened slowly. The wicked yellow stain that was on his irises was gone, replaced with the all too familiar black. Hearing his Selene speak so defiantly, he couldn’t help but comment.

“You…always did give such tight hugs, my heart.”

Realizing he was on the ground, and being held so fiercely, it took him a moment to get his barings. His eyes darted around, seeing the banner of the Casterly, then getting a real fright seeing the large head of the snake. “Could..someone tell me what is…going on?”

Looking up, he saw Ira and then Rashna with little Clarice. There was no sign of the King or the Queen of Casterly, and the throne room had seen better days. Again he looked up at Selene and then whispered. “I’m in trouble aren’t I?”

No truer word had been said.

Ira folded his arms, and stared down at the Prince, as though he was mad.

“You…most certainly are, Prince Joffrey of Brax. A war has been fought, a Queen stolen…and my brother slain by your hand.”

At this, Joffrey freed himself from Selene’s hold, and stood up looking completely gobsmacked by all this.

“Wait…wait..WAIT! What are you talking about? I…I remember… *he clutched his hair, pulling it hard as he tried to rack his brains, and then looked down at his armour and gasped* “Well for starters, I don’t remember this armour…and…where is Tempest? I..was trying to help her.”

“She was stolen, by Brax witches, led by Minerva. They took the Queen.” Rashna stated, keeping Clarice safe with her, as Joffrey’s face grew ashen with shock. “They stole MY DAUGHTER!?” This was all getting too much for the Prince, who was now starting to panic. He shot a look at Selene and then begged. “Tell me this isn’t true? Our baby stolen? Why?”

Ira shouted “ENOUGH! You are a prisoner of war and a murderer!”

“Please…please. Why would I want to harm my own family? My wife..my child. I’d never do that. TELL THEM, SELENE!”

As two guards came in to drag Joffrey away to the dungeons, Joffrey suddenly saw the vial that Clarice held in her hand. The blue glint in the light, the colour and aura made him remember…just enough.

“Child…you hold…you hold the key. It can save…your mother. TRUST ME!!”

The guards gripped the Prince, and started to drag him away, while out in the courtyard, the King was saddling up, to go on a mission to save his wife.

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 27, 2013 05:43AM
Throne Room

Clarice watched how bad her sister felt by killing her own husband, and how much she wanted to be with him, if Joffrey was going to get killed, she wanted to be locked as well, which made no sense. That man killed their uncle, and he’s probably behind the kidnap of her niece and mother, so why worry about him? Clarice kept closer to her aunt, and watched everything, it seems Joffrey had no idea on what the hell was happening, it was hard to believe, but if he was right, than that means some kind of demon was within him, and was controlling his body, in that case, it wasn’t really his fault. But its still hard look at him and not blame him. He killed Orion, his kingdom is in war with hers, her mother was taken away, and so was her niece, both of them might not even be alive at the moment. Do you really think Clarice will accept his apologizes? And look at him like nothing happen? Maybe accept his apologizes, but looking at him and think nothing happen was something impossible for her to do.
He just began to rage around about those that took her daughter, at least he was caring about Tempest, and he should, he was her father after all. Ira told him he was a prisoner of war and a murderer, so the guards just come and began to drag him away, Clarice was about to shove her head into Rashna’s dress, till the Prince shouted at her, telling her saying she held the key? That could save her mother? Clarice stared down at the vial on her hands, and was thinking twice about it, should she really believe on this prince? Well, she had nothing to lose at the moment, so..
“IF he’s right, I need to give this to dad.”
Clarice said looking up at Rashna, as the little princess escaped from her aunt’s grip, and ran through the hallways to the courtyard. Luckily she caught him just in time, he wasn’t leaving, just yet.
“Father, father!”
The little princess called him out, and once she was closer, she took a deep breath, and showed him the vial.
“The prince said this is the key that can save mom. I don’t know if we should believe him or not, but we got nothing to lose now, right? So take it, and save mom.”
In the end of her words, Clarice stretched out her hand so her father could take the vial, as she pouted slightly, she just wanted her mother back, and this all fight to stop, so her family would be fine again.

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
December 27, 2013 01:01PM
Royal Courtyard

Out in the royal courtyard, the King was having his horse made ready for the great journey ahead of him to save his wife. Many of his remaining Knights, including Sir Arhold and Sir Reginald were in attendance, wearing their blood stained regal armour. The King was defiant in his determination to go and take on the King of Brax, one on one.

“No more shall die for this cause. If it is my wife and I, then so be it. My siblings shall rule in our place till our daughter is old enough to wear the crown.” Henry said stoically, as he tightened the saddle onto his white mount. “Sire, I am not one to argue with your commands, but for the love of all that is holy, at least let two of us come with you.” Sir Wayne implored, genuinely concerned for their King. He was by far the most respected and adored of all the Kings of Casterly, and this was probably one of the reasons why. His selflessness. The King stopped with his tying of the leather straps, and turned to place a hand upon Wayne’s shoulder.

“You have served me and the realm well, Sir Arhold, but…you are needed here. Protect my family, that is all I ask.”

Suddenly, the sound of the pitter patter of tiny feet could be heard upon the stones, as young Princess Clarice appeared, crying for her father, and carrying the vial.

“The prince said this is the key that can save mom. I don’t know if we should believe him or not, but we got nothing to lose now, right? So take it, and save mom.”

The King lifted his daughter on high, then placed her upon his horse, as he looked at the blue vial she held in her hands. Could this be a device that might aid him in saving his wife? As much as he did not trust the Prince of Brax, something about the vial made him stop and think. He turned it over with his fingers, then placed it around his neck. He looked up to his beautiful daughter, and then kissed her forehead gently.

“My child, I shall use this to help bring back your mother safely, I promise.”

He picked up his daughter and held hugged her tight, inhaling her scent as though to remember this moment. His eyes closed tight, and he whispered unto her.

“Never forget you are loved my child. At night I shall look down upon you through the black of night, and shine my light to guide you….always.”

He kissed her head once more, and then placed her down on the ground, as he got on his mount. Taking one last look around at his men and servants, he nodded but once, in recognition and then rode out the gates, on his way to save the woman he loved, and bring her home.

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Night Lands Castle (42) – The Blood of Kings.

31 Tuesday Dec 2013

Posted by charlottecarrendar in Night Lands Castle

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 17, 2013 11:09AM
The King’s Chambers

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That bastard..how dare himself to tell her such thing. She just shut her eyes and allowed more tears to fall down. Why wasn’t enough? He was turning her into his damn toy, he was waiting for her to give him a child, and its not enough?! Why he wanted a child from her anyway? He had that witch, why involve Metia in this matter, only to torture her, wasn’t it? Only because he found it fun seeing Metia in struggle with herself about this baby, she won’t give him anything, she will never bare his child, and deep inside, she won’t bring a child into this horrible world.
Metia stretched out her hand, and was able to drag a blanket that was on the ground into her cage. She began to rip the dirty parts of it, and threw it away, then she used that to cover her body, doing her best to cover everything. When she was done having the blanket wrapped around her body, she just curled her up, and keep on whimpering. While she was busy in her misery, somebody else stepped in. She quickly pushed herself away from the maid, wondering who the hell was she. She was Tempest’s nana? She was asking what they done to her and Metia could only wipe her tears as she sniffed a bit, as much as she wanted to share, and beg this woman to get her out of here, no words came out. Her throat was sore from screaming, for help, from pain, and so on. When the nana gave her some fruits and nuts, Metia stared down at it, then down at the water. Should she take this? Or was this another trap from Brandon? But Metia quickly believed the nana when she said she would return, to have faith that she was not alone, and the smile, it allowed Metia know this woman meant what she was saying. Whenever the Nana left, Metia began to eat an apple that was there, then drank the glass of water quickly, only half of it, it calmed down her throat, but she also used a bit of it, to wash her mouth and just spit it out, back in the cup, but that was the last thing she done, so she didn’t had to touch that cup again. She was trying to make the witch’s taste go away, but its like the taste got stuck in her tongue, and wont leave it, it was so awful for her. 

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 18, 2013 06:14PM
Brandon continued to stare out into his domain silently before he turned to Minerva and offered a soft smile. As he smiled softly he would speak softly and with a longing tone in his voice. “All i want is a daughter that i can dote on and cherish yet it seems that has yet to happen.” Then with a deflated sigh he would embrace his beloved Minerva while kissing her lightly on the lips as he locked his eyes with hers. While he held Minerva in his arms he would rub her back contently while nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck to deftly nip he flesh before pulling away away with a sly grin on his face. As he pulled away he would whisper softly for her ears alone. “If you would bless me with a daughter it would make me the happiest man alive Minerva my queen.” His forest green hues would search her own green hues as he kept his queen close to him before turning around and gazing back out the window over the night lands. As he watched his domain in silence he would turn his thoughts to the prospect of having a daughter to dote on and cherish. Oh how he looked forward to bringing a daughter into the world and giving Joffrey someone to protect and love as much as he did his own daughter Tempest. Brandon’s eyes where clouded in thought as he pondered the aspects of which of the two of them their daughter would take after if they even had one. If anything Minerva was softening this Demon King and turning him to putty within her fingers as he had never felt more complete then he did now with Minerva by his side.

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December 18, 2013 07:57PM
Halls of Blackfog.

Minerva listened as the king spoke softly of his intent and desire to have a daughter. One to dote on and adore. This soft side of the Demon King was unusual, to say the least. But Minerva was one that understood his passions,and his zeal when it came to the things in life he craved. So, if it was a child that he wanted, then by the devil, that is what he shall have.

“My King has filled me with his seed, and thus being as I am fertile, it would have taken root within my womb. I can do my utmost to give you the daughter you wish, and all it takes is the right herbs, and a few small sacrifices to ensure this happens.”

She knew this would bring a smile to the King’s lips when he hears of how willing she is to make his dream a reality.

“Your happiness is paramount, and I live to serve and give you the gift of my body to create life in the shape of a girl.”

On this she made her promise, and her life with the King would be complete.

The jeweled collar around her neck tightened, as though the very hands of the King was tightening its hold upon her. It gave her a pained yet pleasurable feeling, almost like he was being intimate with her. Often, when she was alone, she would feel the tightening of the collar, and then she lay on the bed and pleasure herself, so that the feelings and delights be transmitted to the King.

A smile remained on her lips, as she stood fast and kept close to the King. They would be a perfect family, if all went according to plan.

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 27, 2013 08:49PM
“Minerva my lovely queen nothing pleases me more then to hear such a thing from you” Brandon whispered softly as he gazed out over his domain while remaining still as a stone. “My queen please relay the fact that my armor is to be cleaned at once and my greatsword sharpened please…” He would speak with a deadpan tone before turning around and drawing Minerva his witch queen into his arms and kissing her lightly and teasingly. As he kissed her he would reach down and smack her ass lightly yet firmly enough to let her know that she was his and his alone until the day death tore them apart. Brandon then turned from the window over looking his lands before walking down the halls and towards the arena where he grinned at the battle to be waged and the price to be paid. Oh how he was anxious see the pain written over Henry’s face as his greatsword clove through his flesh. The very thought of killing the angel King brought forth a sneer before he looked around and bellowed for all the castle to hear. “Joffrey! Are you secluding yourself again!?!” It was at that point one of the squires came forth and told the king that his son had assailed the angel’s castle itself before Brandon growled softly. “That little shit leaving his father behind to claim all the glory..” Then with a sigh Brandon would shake his head slowly before shrugging and walking to the armory in silence as he looked left and right. Once within the Armory he would look upon his armor with blank face. As he stared at the armor he had worn into battle he would sigh heavily before shaking his head ruefully as he muttered to himself. “Soon this will all come to an end…with either my death or Henry’s death…”

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 29, 2013 10:02PM
Halls of Blackfog Castle

Minerva curtseyed as the King left her to head towards the arena. Her orders were clear. That she had to arrange for the King’s armour and weapons to be cleaned and prepared before his final showdown with the King of Angels. Minerva went to the hall and summoned a squire, to arrange for all the King’s armour to be readied. Giving clear instructions before seeing to it the King’s gear was taken away. Now left on her own, she wrapped her arms around herself, before taking a walk in the opposite direction of the King. Her mind she tried to clear, for any ill thoughts would surely be relayed to her King, her Master via the collar. There was no mistaking the fact, that there was a high chance the battle may not go as well as her Liege may hope. The very thought of losing her King had her feel a knot that grew in her stomach.

Stopping by a window, she stared out and down at the arena. Her green eyes etched with worry, as she pursed her lips. She had to believe her King would be victorious, she had too. Then there was the matter of her promise, that she would bare him a daughter. One for him to dote on and show love. Minerva could not fail him. Her body filled with a wave of determination. One way or another, she would give him his child, and should he fall at the blade of the King of Angels, she would stop at nothing to bring him back. That decided, she headed down to her chambers, far below the castle, to set to work on a special brew.

Land beyond Blackfog Castle

Day and night, the King of Angels rode. Pushing his mount on till it was near exhausted from exertion. King Henry had ridden out alone. Why would a King do such a thing? To not take his own knights to back him up. The reason was simple. He believed this to be between himself and the King of Brax alone. Two men would enter the arena, and only one would walk out. His mind was filled with the face of his adored wife Metia. How he had missed the warmth of her body against his in their marital bed. Her touch, and her scent. Henry swore, for each crime that was committed against his wife, he would make them pay tenfold.

Approaching the ominous gates of Castle Blackfog, the guards on the towers would see the glimmer of the holy armour, the flutter of the striking white cape that flowed behind his Majesty, the King of Angels. A trumpet blasts to warn the King of Brax of the impending arrival, but the King of Angels is allowed to ride across the drawbridge, with the iron gates raised. He gallops straight in, and makes for the arena, where he is sure the King of Brax is waiting. Many people come out of their homes, and cottages, to see the finery of the King of Angels as he gallops past. Chickens and dogs scatter, as the clatter of horses hooves sounds out, and people chatter and follow along behind.

The fight of the century is about to take place. The Lord of all that is darkness, versus the King of Light.

His white stallion thunders into the arena, which is slowly filling and he reigns up his steed, that brays and paws at the earth, turning round, left and right. Wearing his helm, that is decorated with the Casterly crest, he roars.

“FIGHT ME YOU BASTARD, AND RETURN MY WIFE TO ME!”

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 29, 2013 11:09PM
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The Demon King smirked slowly while walking from the shadows resplendent in his obsidian black armor while being armed with his Greatsword resting over his back..”Oh you mean your precious whore? Oh how she came to me willingly begging for me to take her…..oh the joyous memories of that affair…if you don’t believe me why don’t you ask her for yourself!” With that being said the same vulture that had brought Metia to the castle would come flying into sight carrying the cage she was imprisoned in. Then with a dark chuckle Brandon would wait for Metia to speak the truth. “Metia tell him of our affair….and don’t you dare lie because i’ll make damned sure to make your husband suffer if you do!” With that being said and done Brandon would sneer derisively before cracking his neck and looking around the arena and the gathering crowd of Brax nobles who took seats on the raised bleachers as they readied to watch the bloodsport about to begin. With each passing moment Brandon would watch Henry silently and with a predator’s gleam in his black soulless orbs. The very essence of death radiated from the demon king as he slowly drew his great sword from its resting place on his back. As Brandon drew his singular Great sword from his back aptly named Purgatory he would burst into motion racing across the open arena in an obsidian blur. As Brandon raced across the arena with Purgatory’s tip creating a horrid scream as it scratched against the marble flooring of the arena leaving a long running scratch in its wake. No sooner had Brandon closed the distance between him and Henry would Purgatory come arcing around in a blistering arc as the Demon King swung his six foot long greatsword with everything he had aiming for Henry’s chest intending to cleave through the Angel Kings chest and put an end to him as fast as possible. If that blistering swipe failed to connect Brandon would release his grip of the monstrous sword and let it fly into the far wall of the arena where it became embedded about a fourth of the way up the blade. With himself being unarmed Brandon would offer a sadistic snarl before leaping back and away from the Angel King as a pair of claws extended from Brandon’s very knuckles causing his black blood to drip from them and puddle on the marble flooring. As this happened Brandon would speak with derisive sneer. “Perhaps you should just leave and take you precious SLUT of a wife with you……oh wait that’s right you can’t because she’s a caged bird under my very whim!” If anything Brandon was seeking to completely demoralize the Angel King and weaken his resolve. As Brandon hurled insult at the king and his “wife” the Demon King would slowly circle the Arena as if he where a predator on the prowl and stalking his prey and next kill. So confident in his victory Brandon was that he had voluntarily disarmed himself though that was not really a matter of concern as Brandon’s circling of Henry took him within reach of his Greatsword Purgatory within moments leaving him ready to respond at any given moment to Henry’s retaliation. The battle between Kings had begun…..Demon versus Angel….Good Versus Evil……who will win this show down of Kings???

 

 

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December 30, 2013 12:14AM
The Arena of BlackFog

The King of Angels had entered a realm where HE was the enemy. There was no banners flying for the Casterly, and the crowd roared with approval on the sight of their Lord and Master entering the arena, resplendent in the finery of his royal armour. Thousands rose to their feet and cheered, stomping their feet. Giving their full support that the Angel King be shown no mercy and fall to his knees. They had lost many in this war of the Demons and Angels, and in the eyes of many someone had to pay for this.

King Henry dismounted in a quick movement, smacking the back end of his horse, so it would leave the arena. Now alone to face the King of Brax, he withdrew Angel sword from its sheath. An immaculate sheen of blue steel, that shined with a holy brilliance, that would be blinding to many a demon and dark creature. He held it defensively with his right hand, that gripped it fiercely around the woven handle. The King said a quiet prayer, as he stood his ground, however when the King of Brax spoke, his words silenced Henry immediately.

“Oh you mean your precious whore? Oh how she came to me willingly begging for me to take her…..oh the joyous memories of that affair…if you don’t believe me why don’t you ask her for yourself!”

Henry’s blue eyes shone and his face grew ashen behind his helm, as the King of Brax called his wife a whore. The crowd erupted into fits of laughter, jeering and insulting the name of the Queen Metia.

“LIAR!…She would not dare touch the likes of you!” The King believed whole heartedly that his wife would never ever consider such a thing, and this did make its first strike into the King’s emotional armour. But it was the sound of the heavy beating of wings, the crack sound of metal as a large cage was flown into the arena proper, and this cage held within it his beloved wife Metia.

“My love!” The King cried, seeing her in such a state as the vulture landed with the cage beneath it. She looked terrible, and his first thought was to run and use Angel sword to free her from the cage like prison. But before he could do that, the King of Brax made his first attempt to attack, racing towards him and dragging his sword Purgatory behind him. Readied with his sword he moved to counter as Brandon brought his sword up to cleave through his chest in one foul swoop. The clang of metals rang out as the two King’s swords struck the other. A clap of thunder like sound and a sonic wave echoed off the enchanted swords, throwing King Henry back a few feet, where he skidded to a stop. Breathing heavily, his eyes darted from the King of Brax and his imprisoned wife. The great sword Purgatory was released after their swords hit and embedded itself in the arena’s far wall, as Brandon grew great claws, that dripped black blood upon the ground. King Henry’s great white wings erupted from his back in a blaze of holy glory, each feather had the sheen of white metal and looked like an extension of his white armour. His cloak had fallen to the ground in a heap, and he began to beat his wings fiercely.

“Perhaps you should just leave and take you precious SLUT of a wife with you……oh wait that’s right you can’t because she’s a caged bird under my very whim!”

The Angel King could see his wife, his heart near breaking at her dire plight. The words spoken to shame his beloved were as much a weapon as the sword Purgatory. The King’s boots pushed off the ground, and with his sword on high, he flew hard and fast directly for the King of Brax. The sword then brought down, to slash across the clawed right hand. His aim was to slice his hand off at the wrist, and thus he would have trouble fighting back. He fought with all his will to not let the barbed words pierce his heart.

“You may kill me, Brandon…but my wife and our children will go on to rule and see our will done!” The King of Angels said with defiance. The blue vial shining brightly, hung around his neck.

Minerva emerged up into the stands, and saw the battle that was taking place. She placed her hand over her belly, and hoped that in the event of the death of Prince Joffrey, that her unborn child would one day rule all of Brax.

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 30, 2013 04:43AM
Kings’ Chamber

After such long day, Metia simple passed out on the cold ground of the cage, and allowed her arms hug herself, tightly. Her days were like this, full of agony, anger, pain, and despair. She even prayed, for her husband’s sake, she didn’t wanted nothing to happen to him. She’d rather suffer for him, then have him suffer for her, because he doesn’t deserve it, he doesn’t have to suffer for somebody like Metia, this days made her think a lot about what she done in the past, and deep down, she knew she didn’t deserved somebody like Henry, he done everything for her, and she simple played with him like a little doll, till the roles changed, and she suffered, because she wanted his love. The only time they had to be a family was one day, a simple day that got ruined by this damn war, and everything was falling apart.

Arena

The sunlight woke her up, and when she noticed she was already outside, where was they leading her? She stared around confused, and fear written all over her face. Her blonde hair messed up, and with only a white sheet around her, pretending to be like a dress. Her green eyes were basically red from crying so much, and she had some bruises upon her skin, due the ways of torture this kingdom had for her. Whenever they stopped moving her cage, she could hear her husband’s voice. At first she thought it was her mind playing games with her, like it has been doing this nights, but when she turned around, she saw him, that was Henry, and he wasn’t any kind of illusion, he was here, to protect her. Metia’s instinct forced her to stretch out her hand from the bars, and basically begging for Henry to take her away from this, but Brandon’s words, hit her heard. He wanted her to tell Henry about the affair, no, she couldn’t. She couldn’t do such thing, it was past now, she didn’t had to deal with this again, she just didn’t. Metia didn’t said anything, she watched the two King’s fight, while inside her there was an extreme conflict, she needed to tell whatever the true Brandon wanted or else her King would die.
“Stooop!!”
Metia shouted, as she grabbed on the bars tightly, and began to push herself up, so she could stand on her feet, she was so damn weak, the only thing she had to feed, was Nana’s fruits, but not all the time she could eat that because of the guards and stuff.
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A tear was already sliding from her eye when she faced the Kings.
“Its true..I did had an…”
She swallowed hard, and began to tight more the bars with the strength she had, it was so hard admit this, she felt her stomach turn.
“I had an affair with Brandon..It was a long while ago..before Selene was even born. But I didn’t meant to, I swear I didn’t meant to. Its not my fault, this is a dark curse inside me, its so hard fight this darkness daily, you gotta believe me. I finally got the strength to fight it when Clarice born.”
Her voice sounded shaky from her sobs, from her fears, from her pain.
“But not now! You bastard kidnapped me!! You abused me! You even put that damn demon poison seed of yours inside me!! I never wanted this, and I still have those disgusting awful words of yours inside my head..you said I better bear the child to full term if I conceive , and, and If didn’t you would find a way or another..”
While she was saying those words, she was staring down, at her own belly, she would never bare a child of his, never. Her voice didn’t sounded so depressed now, it was anger, anger she had towards that demon King. She allowed her body drop on the ground of the cage, as she stretched out her hand from the bars, and was able to pick up a dagger that was left in the arena from past fights.
“I will never bare a child of yours!! Never you hear me?!”
After shouting this words, she aimed that dagger to her own belly. She wasn’t going to carry a demon inside her, and Metia’s mind probably wasn’t the best right now, this all torture during this all days, this all hopeless situation was driving her crazy, and she wanted everything to stop. 

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 30, 2013 09:29AM
Brandon chuckled softly as he deftly shifted his stance allowing the blade of the Angel King to sweep through empty air. “You heard her….she did have an affair with me all those years ago…but Alas her thread has been snapped and her time of reckoning has come…” Then in a black blur Brandon would turn from the Angel king and make a beeline for Metia as he offered a soft chuckle. The Demon King would reach the cage within a couple of moments before he took the dagger from her hands and attempting to grab Metia by her hair and wrench her head back. Should he succeed he would drag the dagger across the Angel Queen’s throat. As the dagger was dragged across her throat he would roar for all to hear. “She’s Gone Henry! NOTHING you can do will save her…” As soon as he had hopefully terminated the Angel Queen Brandon would walk from the cage and drop the bloodied dagger before making a flat out rush towards King Henry that would put a professional football player to shame. AS he raced across the Arena he would arc to the left and grab Purgatory’s handle before ripping it from the Arena’s wall as the claws retracted back into his knuckles for the moment. Once Brandon had once again closed the distance he would take a flying leap aiming to send him bodily crashing into the Angel King and bear him to the ground. Should he succeed he would bring purgatory down aiming to cleave through Henry’s chestplate and into his heart killing the Angel King. Though something did catch his eye as Brandon flew through the air which was the blue glowing vial which he made an attempt to grab and rip from Henry’s neck so he could throw it against a wall where it would shatter and its contents would spill to the floor. Should he miss the vial he would snarl and rush Henry again this time with his left shoulder dropped aiming to slam into Henry’s chest and bear him into the wall behind him with enough force to split the marble behind him. Then again Brandon would reach to grab the vial and attempt to throw it clear of the Angel King again aiming to throw it against a wall and deny its use to the Angel King.

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December 30, 2013 10:00AM
The Arena

~Long Live the Queen~

Emotions. One of the most powerful forces known. They can bring us great joy, and great sorrow.
Truth. What we had come to know and believe, was not always to be.
Love. Unconditional, beauty defined through the joining of spirits, hearts and minds.
Sacrifice. The final gift.

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As the words slipped from Metia’s lips, that she had in fact been unfaithful. The truth had finally come out. She had lived a lie. Her darkness led her to lay with the King of Brax many years ago. The King of Angels lowered his sword slowly, as she spoke with such sadness, guilt. All these years, she had carried this secret close to her, keeping him oblivious to the truth of her misadventures. Each sentence, punched him harder than any strike the King of Brax could make.

Henry’s eyes welled with tears as he listened. Everything he held true was a lie. The only day that he truly had his family was the one right before the war. How cruel fate was. Did it change the way he felt about her? No. He was more dissapointed in himself if anything. The whole world slowed, as she brought the dagger to her stomach, to kill the demon child that was now growing within her belly. She had given up the fight. The King of Angels reached up and tore the vial from the chain around his neck, and held it in his hand, and he let the sword of Angels fall to the ground.

Little did the King of Brax realize….he had just won.

The King of Brax, then went on to run at the cage, and take his wife’s hair, pulling it back as he took up the dagger. By now…the King of Angels was no longer seeing, his eyes blurred by the tears unfallen. He could not hear the King of Brax shout out as the crowd went into hysterics, to see this macabre play go into its final act. Was she dead? Did any of this matter?

The King of Angels looked to the sky, and with a quivering chin he made his peace with his God, as the Demon King launched the final act, ploughing him down where he stood. The vial slipped from his hand, and rolled towards the cage that held his beloved, reaching the tip of her foot.

“You shall see me in the stars, and I will shine my light down on you…for eternity.”

The King of Brax’s blade then seared straight through the King of Angel’s breast plate…..killing him.

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 30, 2013 12:51PM
The Arena

Metia was totally going to destroy this demon, even if she killed herself, she didn’t wanted this. Even tho deep inside its not the poor child’s fault, its not the unborn fault that she got abused by this demon, but still, her mind didn’t worked well anymore, she was tired, exhausted and the pain didn’t had any end. Brandon approached closer to her, and began to snatch the dagger away from her hands, she yelped at him, trying her best to not let him take it away, but then he grabbed her hair, and she could only gasp in pain, and shut her eyes tightly. When Brandon cut her neck with the blade, Metia’s body simple dropped on the ground, it looked like she passed out. But she was only in pain.
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She saw the blood falling from her neck, she done her best to hold it, but she was having lack of oxygen, she pressed her hands against her neck, it was extremely painful, and it seemed like the oxygen was even less. But it was either die of blood loss, or die without oxygen, but she would die trying. With this all struggle, she felt something touching her foot, she looked down and noticed the vial. She stretched out for the vial, and quickly open it, her instinct was telling her to drink it or let a drop fall upon her wound, she didn’t knew what to do, all she knew is that she had to survive. While doing this, she saw her husband, her king, her love, getting killed. The moment the sword passed through Henry’s chest, she gasped, she made no sound because of the shock, she was basically mute right now, this was a painful scene for her to face, and tears rushed down over her cheeks, like desperate rivers with no goal. If the Queen could make a noise she would, but we could only hear small sobs from her, as she shut her eyes tightly, her heart was hurting, so much, it was no flesh wound, but she believes its a wound that will never heal, nor will stay with a scar. She couldn’t believe Brandon done that, she wanted to kill him so much right now, but the only thing she done was stretch out her hand from the bars, like trying to reach her husband’s hand, even tho he was far away. She never had a last kiss, she never enjoyed her life like she should with him, now its too late.

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 30, 2013 02:53PM
Brandon watched with glee as Purgatory clove through the Angel King’s chest plate with a scream of tortured metal and the soft sound similiar to a key entering a lock before he stood up slowly and roared his victory. “DOWN WITH CASTERLY!!!!AND LONG LIVE BRAX!!!!” As he roared such he would turn and look to Minerva before sighing softly as he now knew that she had heard the Angel’s Queen’s words and that a possible fight was brewing between them. Without a word he silently withdrew his greatsword Purgatory from Henry’s cooling form before bending down to wipe it off on his cloak that had fallen from his body when his wings where revealed. Brandon then cast his gaze to Minerva his Queen and soon to be wife before wordlessly tightening the collar upon her neck to silence any qualms she might of held about the affair he had before they had even met. Then Brandon would walk from the Arena before heading for the armory and taking off his armor for the last and final time hopefully for a good while. With that being done Brandon would summon Minerva by sending a squire to fetch her before standing looking over his armor silently waiting for her to arrive. As he waited he was worried that this would be the end of them and the loss of his truly beloved Minerva. Brandon swore under his breath as he shook his head slowly while waiting for his queen to come and join him. Soon enough he was pacing anxiously waiting for her to answer his summons so that they could talk this out and not let this be the end of them. Once Minerva had arrived the Demon King would look upon his beloved Witch Queen before speaking with a soft tone. “Minerva I know you heard everything the Angel Queen said but who do you believe more my word or hers? Trust me at this fact….Yes we did have an affair but that was years ago and a single night’s one time deal my heart. I would do nothing to hurt you now that i have all i want being you and a child on the way. In all honesty Minerva you have made me happier then anyone ever has…and i don’t want to lose you in my life…If it means anything to you Minerva my heart….I should have told you sooner and it was wrong of me to hide the fact that me and that Angelic Bitch had an affair…” As Brandon spoke his voice was low and sincere in his words as he was well and truly afraid that Minerva would attempt to leave him which was something that he didn’t want at all. All Brandon wanted now was to live a happy life with his pregnant queen and deliver the unborn into a world where she would be loved and cared for by both parents and not just one. If anything Brandon was willing to go to any extent to keep his beloved Witch Queen Minerva in his life and prove to her his regret over his actions.

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 30, 2013 04:05PM
The Arena

The crowd went wild, as the sword was driven straight and true through the King of Angel’s chest. He didn’t even put up a fight. For many, his head meant that the war was over. Brax stood victorious through the King’s win this day. All cheered and called his name over and over, as the banner of Brax fluttered proudly on many a stand. All cheered…accept one.

Minerva had heard the words spoken by the Queen of Angels, and as she did, her eyes locked on the King. Adding to the weight that he had impregnated Metia, he had once before laid with her and she him willingly. The taste of bile that rose from her stomach coated her tongue. But before she could move or speak, the jeweled collar around her neck suddenly tightened, as though the King himself wished to silence any words of protest or indignation that would leave her lips. At first she made a choking sound, but this soon passed as the collar was relaxed slightly at the moment the King left the arena. The show was over, and many filed out of the arena, the witch Queen with her ladies in waiting followed suit.

Two guards marched out into the arena pit, ready to carry the fresh corpse of the King of Angels to a ditch, when a large woman in black cloth hurried out and stood before them as they went to pick him up.

“Guards…take his body by the cage. Let the woman at least farewell her husband. He fought with honor till his last breath and ended the war.” Nanny said, as she appealed to their sense of duty. Shrugging, they dragged the body over to the cage, then dropped it so it was in reach of the bars. Nanny appeared at his side, and looked down at the fallen King, whose face was so youthful. There was no pain etched in his eyes, though they stared directly at his wife, his beloved Queen.

“He sacrificed himself…to save you, M’lady.” Nanny said in a quiet hush, crouching down. “He was a good man, and a good King.” Nanny rose and then ushered the guards back, to give Metia privacy to say her farewells. She deserved that much.

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A King’s squire approached the gathering of ladies, and stopped short of the witch Queen. He bowed and then uttered in a shaky whisper.

“The King wishes your presence.”

Nodding, she sent her ladies back to their chambers, and walked along behind the squire, to the armoury where the King was staring at his blooded armour. She stood with her hands clenched together, and bowed her head in reverence.

“Minerva I know you heard everything the Angel Queen said but who do you believe more my word or hers? Trust me at this fact….Yes we did have an affair but that was years ago and a single night’s one time deal my heart. I would do nothing to hurt you now that i have all i want being you and a child on the way.”

Minerva felt the collar tighten around her throat again, as she listened to the King speak. He said he loved her, and her unborn child. She had to believe it, she wanted to believe it. One night of sex, does not make a relationship. Minerva raised her head slowly, green eyes glistening as the words rang of truth. How could she have ever doubted her love?

“Your love is a gift, my Master and King. I wish nothing more, than to be the Mother of your child, and the woman to warm your sheets. I believe in you, my Lord.”

The witch Queen lowered herself to her knees, then bent forward to kiss his his boots, showing full submission. Glancing up, she showed no malice…only undying love for her Liege.

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 31, 2013 06:25AM
The Arena

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DOWN WITH CASTERLY!!!!AND LONG LIVE BRAX!!!!..this words was echoing in Metia’s head, the Casteryl King was dead, the Casteryl Queen was destroyed. The Brax King left the Arena, and there was guards on their way to take Henry’s body again, Metia moved her lips, trying to say something, but no sound was coming. She didn’t wanted them to take her husband away, she never had the chance to say goodbye, but she doesn’t want to say goodbye either. However somebody else showed up, and Metia knew this voice it was Nanny, she was still wondering what was this woman’s real goals, but the moment she told the guards to let Metia say goodbye, she felt way more relieved. When they dragged his body over, she stretched out her hands, so at least his head would fall on her palms, she hated the way they dragged him, and the way they dropped his body on the ground. Her tears keep on falling, like she had no control on herself.
The Casteryl queen, scooted her body closer to the bars, and done the best she could to at least hug him, which was basically impossible. His eyes was staring at her, that freaked her out, and made her feel so guilty, he had no pain on his face, its like he died happy. He might die smiling, but she’s crying. Metia still couldn’t say anything from the shock, she was mute, but this was the last problem she wanted to worry about. The way she held her husband’s head, the way she stared at him, and the way she closed his eyelids, it would be enough to show how much guilty she feels, and how many sorrys she was expressing to him. Her fragile fingers trailed over the skin of his face, carefully, and caress his hair, before Metia tilted her head down, and pressed it against the bars, to be the most closest she could to her lover. What was going to happen now? What was going to happen to her anyway? Going back to those torture days, if so, she can’t wait to die, but she doubt she will be in the same place as her husband, however, as long as the all pain ends, she’ll be fine.  

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Night Lands Castle (41) – The Blood of Kings.

20 Friday Dec 2013

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Re: [RP] The Night Lands
December 19, 2013 07:33AM
Mountain of Medusa
The moon was slowly rising over the peak of the mountain, meaning the rescue party did not have much time before a princess was sacraficed to the whims and desires of cruel witches. In the shadows of the mountain, at the edge of the forest, the party of five didn’t have long to plan.“She may have lost the will to fight…but we are here to fight for her. Francois, lead us to her, before the moon is at its peak.” Sirus stated with conviction and confidence in his voice.”Before we go, I must request an Oath from all of you.” Francois stated, his tone one of grave seriousness. “You must pledge on your very lives and magic that you shall not reveal to the Princess who I am. To do so violates the very laws which govern the Guardians of Xoah and would mean your deaths. Even I cannot violate these laws, to do so would violate the Oath I took to protect the female of the lines of Brax and I would no longer be allowed to guard them and guide them.”

He waited for them to make their pledge before he accepted with a nod of his head. Shimmering back into his crow form, he took to the skies, circling around the rescue party so that they could get their bearings before he headed off into the woods. He had no doubt that the Faes would easily be able to see his dark form with their enhanced sight, and the White Witches had their own ways of seeing in the dark, and so he was confident he would be able to lead them straight to his mistress.

He simply hoped they were not too late.

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Re: [RP] The Night Lands
December 19, 2013 08:24AM
Mountain of Medusa
“Before we go, I must request an Oath from all of you…You must pledge on your very lives and magic that you shall not reveal to the Princess who I am. To do so violates the very laws which govern the Guardians of Xoah and would mean your deaths. Even I cannot violate these laws, to do so would violate the Oath I took to protect the female of the lines of Brax and I would no longer be allowed to guard them and guide them.” At his words, all nodded…accept one. “Do I have too?” Willow sighed, showing a small pout on her black lips. Course she had to, it was part of their mission.and not only that, Sirus gave her a very dirty look. “Alright, alright.” Willow said, dropping her small handful of flowers, and crossing her chest with a special finger gesture to signal that she took the oath.That done, the five started off after the raven, who flew on into the entrance of Medusa’s lair. Willow picked up her long skirts, by gripping the cloth between her pinched fingers, stepping lightly over rock and twigs. Gertie followed along behind Klaus, who appeared to be nervous about entering the dark tunnel. Their footsteps seemed to create an echo, and deep within the cavernous chamber, you could hear….arguing?

Council of Witches

“Delilah….I just said I am not trying to take more than my fair share. A third is all I want, enough to knock about five hundred years off my life. Give or take.” Portia was now pleading, for her sister Delilah was being more and more annoyed with her sisters choice of words. The spell cast upon Ethel started to wear off, and the gay looking pot plant soon started spinning on the spot, before finally filling out and becoming the busty Ethel.

“Oh…I so didn’t like that. So small, helpless and green. Just not my scene.” Ethel lamented, patting her wayward locks in place, as the first rays of the Moon, started to pass over the marble mantel. It was time! Delillah saw the change in the light of the chamber and then bellowed. “MIDNIGHT! Sisters, gather round, and Portia, the dagger of Denzenia. At the twelfth chime, we cut out her heart, and drink in her essence!”

All the witches gathered around the marble alter, as Portia gleefully handed over the dagger.

“I got it cleaned specially.”

“Ray of Moon, daughter of Demon, child of Angel…Hybrid creation. You are our ultimate salvation. Beauty, health, vigor shall be ours…as you will lose all your powers. Sisters One..Sisters Two..Sisters Three. The power of the charmed ones…The third eye sees!”

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All cackled as Delilah raised the dagger on high, Ethel and Portia swaying back and forth, as the room was bathed in an evil blood red glow…..

Her time….had run out.

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Re: [RP] The Night Lands
December 19, 2013 08:54AM
Council of Witches
Tempest lay upon the marble altar, pale and silent. Random thoughts ran through her head, the least of which were thoughts of her parents. She missed them. Despite everything she put them through, she missed them. But she finally understood her place in life. She was neither Angel nor Demon. She was a combination of the two and would always be in conflict with herself. What was the point of living if she could not do that.In a sense, being caught by these evil creatures was a boon to her ravaged soul. She listened with half an ear as the three of them began to argue again, closing her eyes and hoping the end was quick.The one known as Delilah noticed the change in light and exclaimed with glee, “MIDNIGHT! Sisters, gather round, and Portia, the dagger of Denzenia. At the twelfth chime, we cut out her heart, and drink in her essence!”

So this was it…her time in this world was coming to an end. She was thankful for the life she was able to live and regretted the fact she wouldn’t be able to apologize to those she loved and cherished for her actions…even her grandfather. And Minerva, who Tempest now came to realize that the witch simply wanted the same things all women the world over desired…a love of their own and a family.

A single tear rolled beneath her closed lids and slid down her pale cheeks.

“I am so sorry to all I have harmed with my actions and deeds.” she whispered.

The chanting began and Tempest braced herself for the pain she would soon feel. She just hoped it was over quickly.

“Ray of Moon, daughter of Demon, child of Angel…Hybrid creation. You are our ultimate salvation. Beauty, health, vigor shall be ours…as you will lose all your powers. Sisters One..Sisters Two..Sisters Three. The power of the charmed ones…The third eye sees!”

Cackling echoed around the cavern and Tempest did not see the dagger raised high over her body as the clock began to strike the time.

An image of her father began to form in her thoughts…he seemed to be in pain. Eyes remaining closed, Tempest focused all her thoughts and all her love upon her father and felt she had to do the one thing that would ensure her death would not be in vain.

«”I give back that which you have gifted upon me. May you live your life with peace and happiness. I love you, Father.”»Tempest whispered across to Joffery. Concentrating as hard as she could, she began to return his gift of his soul to him that he had given to her to save her own life some time ago. Her body began to glow faintly as the chanting of the witches became very loud to her ears. There was a jerking sensation as the half of her soul belonging to her father departed from her body. Upon its leaving, her body seemed to collapse upon the stone slab.

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Francois heard the chiming of the clock and the chanting of the witches and with an alarming caw, he sped up his flight, urging the others to do the same. Tempest was running out of time…he could feel it.

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Re: [RP] The Night Lands
December 19, 2013 09:17AM
Center of Medusa’s lair
Far from the land of Brax, a demon fought his own love and all for what? Was he truly that scaly beast, or something more? The answer lay in the hands of a small child, who knew nothing of its importance. The essence of a throne. The power of an angel, is not just measured by its deeds, its thoughts. It is…God’s love in the purest form. Little did Tempest realize, as she lay upon the marble slab, that her selfless sacrifice showed that she had more of the angelic streak in her than she could possibly have imagined. She was the ultimate creation, a fusion of good and evil. But her parents, they were not clear cut. For the most part, her mother acted more evil than her father…Her father’s only crime was that he gave into her demands. Is that evil? He gave half of himself to her, an act that showed again…the power of love.And so, as this parted soul was being returned to the father she so loved, Francois was leading to Tempest the one that could return the gift. Tempest may have thought that she deserved this fate, but she never truly did. Circumstance and twisted words, the actions of others spawned the path to which she walked. Wrongs were about to be righted, and the three witches, that swayed and hummed, with the dagger held on high…were about to get a big surprise.As the clock chimed, and Francois picked up speed, urgency was now needed. Willow saw with her dark eyes that he had spirited forward, with his alarming cry. Willow could not run fast enough in the gown of silk and satin, and her pace increased, as she suddenly had four feet, turning back into the horse that was spoken of by the Dragon; Phillipe. So to, Gertie changed back and thundered past Klaus, who cried.

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“Wait for me!”

Sirus broke into a sprint, dashing through the cave as fast as his feet could carry him. He cried out her name.

“TEMPEST!”

The sound of the Prince’s voice suddenly broke Delilah’s concentration, only to have her turn at the dying seconds, as the eleventh chime rang out. A powerful series of thundering hooves, and the brilliant white horse leapt over the witches three, knocking the dagger clear from Delilah’s grasp. “NOOO!” the evil witch cried, as she ran around the table, trying desperately to pick it up fast enough to slam it down into Tempest’s chest with all her might. Cept, she didn’t count on the second horse; a massive beast, that managed a leap that was an amazing feat, and totally collected Delilah in one foul swoop, near crushing her under the mighty hooves.

The Moon’s rays passed over the marble alter and then faded, turning the room to darkness….but Tempest’s body showed no sign of life. Was he too late? Sirus ran up to the alter, as the white horse was terrorizing the other two witches, chasing them round the cavern angrily, snorting and braying.

Sirus cut the ties that binded Tempest to the marble slap and scooped her up into his arms. She felt cold to touch, and the tears she shed in her final moments, still seen on her cheek. Sirus hesitantly wiped the tear away, his eyes searching her face for life. Dathon and Klaus came up behind, and the rotund squire asked.

“Is she dead?”

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The Prince’s chin quivered and then believing she was, squeezed his eyes shut tight and kissed her lips….

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Re: [RP] The Night Lands
December 19, 2013 09:42PM
The Void
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Upon releasing the soul of her father, returning it to him, Tempest’s conscious thought ceased to exist. Her body was still in the land of the living, but her soul slipped into the void. She felt weightless, but her senses were still intact. There was no sound, but she could hear herself breathing. She could not see, but her eyes were closed. She could smell, and there was a stale dampness in the air.She slowly opened her eyes and turned her head. She was surrounded in a pale, white mist, barely able to see in front of her.

“Hello?” she whispered, wondering if she was dead. The last thing she remembered was the dagger raised over her body.

“You are not dead, Dear One.” came a familiar voice. She sat up where she was and looked around. The mist began to clear and Philippe appeared to her.

“Philippe! Oh I am so happy to see you!”

“And I you, my Beloved Tempest Storm.”

“Where am I? Am I dead?”

“You are in The Void – a place between the land of the dead, and the land of the living. You have a choice to make.”

“A choice? What kind of choice?”

“To live or die.” Philippe stated.

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“I have no wish to live…there is nothing for me there.” Tempest sighed, looking down at her hands.

“If that is your wish…” Philippe stated, setting to turn away.

“You make it sound as if there is another choice. What is there for me there but pain and sorrow?” she asked.

“Love?” That stopped Tempest in her tracks before she could work up a full head of steam.

“Love? Everyone I once loved is dead.”

“Don’t be too sure of that.” Philippe stated. There was a shimmer in the air and it seemed as if a window into the land of the living opened before her. And what she saw surprised her. She saw her body, laid out upon the stone slab in the witches lair. Two horses were keeping the witches at bay while two men she did not know stood around her body. There was a third man there as well, hovering over her body. He looked familiar. The third man moved forward, pressing his lips to hers, in the hopes of bringing her back from wherever she had gone. She felt a jolt of sensation move through her insubstantial body and looked at Philippe.

“Sirus.”

“He realized at the last moment, when he discovered that you were to be a sacrifice, that he loved you deeply. So you now must decide, Tempest of Brax. Do you love him in return? Do you wish to return to live out your Destiny with the one who would save your soul?” Philippe’s eyes glowed golden yellow and ruby red, pinning her in his benevolent gaze.

She looked back at Sirus…there was no decision to make.

“I wish to return. she announced.

“Your wish is my command…Your Highness.” Philippe seemed to smile before his great maw opened. She closed her eyes as she felt the hot breath move across her soul as she slipped into darkness once more…

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As Sirus pulled back from his kiss, there was no movement from Tempest for a few short moments. It was very disheartening. But before he could move away, a soft sigh escaped from her pale lips and her eyes began to move beneath her lids. All movement stopped and all eyes were upon the golden-haired beauty. Tempest inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly as her eyes slowly began to open. Brownish-red met ocean blue as the light slowly returned to Tempest, Princess of Brax. Her smile, when it came, was like the opening of a flower beneath the warm sun.

“Sirus.” Tempest whispered his name, a soft sigh, but full of passion and love. She reached a hand up to touch his cheek, brushing her thumb lightly over his skin. “It is you.” Those three words…more powerful than any “I Love You” ever stated, and it was directed toward the heir of the throne of Laegess. Closing the space between them, she leaned upward and pressed her lips, now full of warmth and of life, to his.

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Re: [RP] The Night Lands
December 19, 2013 10:11PM
Center of Medusa’s lair
At first, there was no movement. Nothing. She hadn’t responded to his kiss, and Sirus opened his eyes with his brow knitted. Thinking that he had simply been too late. Tempest must have lost the fight. Klaus reached up and took off his hat, holding it to his chest, and gazed down at his feet. What could possibly be said? They had tried.But then, a sigh escaped Tempest’s lips and this brought Sirus’s attention back to her. Was she breathing? He leaned closer and sure enough there was rapid eye movement beneath her eyelids. The two witches left standing but kept well back by the two horses stopped moving as well, as those that hovered around the marble alter. Like…waiting for her to move again. Was her body merely expelling air? Those seconds seemed so much longer then they truly were.Tempest’s chest started to expand, as she drew in a deep breath, her skin reclaiming its natural glow, as though her body was being filled with her spirit. Her soul was returning, though none would realize how close she had been to death. Sirus hovered over her, almost too scared to touch her. Waiting…praying for a sign. Just…one…sign.

It was then, the most radiant smile appeared on her sweet lips. Like a flower blossoming, rapidly filling with colour so vibrant. It was then…she said his name. Sirus’s heart actually skipped a beat.

“Sirus.”

Never before had he been so joyous to have his name said by anyone. He lost himself in the emotion of the moment, actually wanting to burst into tears to let the relief escape his form.

“It is you.” Yes, it certainly was. The Prince of Laegress let out a laugh, as he said. “Well, hello there Princess.” It was his way of saying…”I love you too.”

It was then, they shared a true love’s kiss. Behind them, Klaus was blubbering, and the horses went back to chasing the evil witches out of the cavern, while Delilah dissolved into a puddle of muck on the floor. The massive Clydesdale had done her in, when she leapt over the marble alter. But she may well be back….for death is never certain.

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Finally, Willow trotted back into the cavern and nodded her head again and again, for the Prince to take his bride and place her on her back, so the Prince could take her home. Home to the Willow, where Tempest Storm truly belonged.

She had found her Prince….and one that loved her as much as she did him.

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Night Land Castle (40) – The Blood of Kings.

19 Thursday Dec 2013

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Re: [RP] The Night Lands
December 13, 2013 08:24AM
Medusa’s Lair – Council of Witches

Deep beneath the Night lands, was a series of caverns, with catacombs that trailed off in many directions for miles. Twirling tunnels and spiraling termite like mounds, that led the way deep into the fabled lair, of Medusa. Here, is where the witches council usually meets, to discuss all things of their craft, and the ceremonies that are held on the marble alter. It is here that the sisters Three decided to bring Tempest, after capturing her from the Castle Haven. Right under the nose of her mother, grandmother and aunt, she was spirited away, after being defeated by the cruel mind games of Minerva. Oh how easy it had been, for the past truly came home to roost for the daughter of the Prince of Brax, and his Angel Princess. The essence of such a hybrid creature was one that would not only give the witches unbelievable beauty, but keep them alive well beyond that of what was the norm.

Laying unconcious, the limp body of Tempest was stretched out, with minions, servants of the witches tying her down in place, while the sisters were busy readying themselves for the ritual. Having removed their old garbled gowns that had been out of fashion for many a century, they were trying to squeeze into garments that would suit their new forms.

Ethel, was having the worst luck, as her bosoms were way too big for her gown.

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“Couldn’t we get dressed up AFTER we drink her essence? I feel like I am going to split the seams.”

“Nonsense…this is how it is done. Just…suck in your breath and hold it.” Delilah argued, as Ethel did just that and..held her breath.

Portia was still nursing a sore arm, after being blasted by that annoying Throne, Rashna. “I hope this essence works on burn marks. I swear this is going to scar.” Portia was very vain when it came to her looks, and then she heard a dull thud, as she was getting into her brand new dress.

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“Delilah…Ethel just hit the floor.” Sure enough, she had kept her breath in too long, and passed out from lack of oxygen. Delilah looked at the witch on the floor and tuttered. “She had to take me literally. Dumb bitch of witch. Oh…get a minion to tip a bucket of water on her when the time comes.” Portia shrugged, and went back to grooming in front of the mirror.
Outside, the skies were showing an ominous colour, as those of magic were speaking of the turning tide of power. It seemed evil had the upper hand…or did it?

Eyes…were watching.

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Re: [RP] The Night Lands
December 13, 2013 09:58AM
Everywhere & Nowhere

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Vast…quiet…not quite a void…but not quite the normal realm. A state between Here and There.

Philippe lay, his head resting on his foreclaws, eyes closed. His dreams…were dark and twisted. Centered around his beloved Tempest.

He growled menacingly, smoke pouring from his nostrils as he began to sense something not quite right.

She was in pain, but he could not sense if it was physical or emotional. It was as if she was being purposely blocked from him.

“Tempest…where are you? I will come to you!” he sent to her. All he got in return was a sense of desolation and panic. An image formed in his mind, of a young man, a Fae, dressed in armour. Who was he to Tempest? Was he to be her salvation.

“Something is wrong.” he rumbled, yellowed eyes slowly opening. A raven, eyes as black as coal landed before him and he watched warily. Suddenly in a flash of black smoke, the raven transformed to that of a woman. She was draped from head to toe in billowing robes of gray, as if they were made from storm clouds. She stared upon Philippe, gaze dark and piercing.

She opened her mouth but no words were spoken aloud. They resonated deep within his mind.

Child of Night and of Day
Whispers upon the wind doth say
Shall she pass from within the realm she dwell
All shall be lost to the flames of Hell.

One doth come, dark of Night
Upon his steed of purest white
Rescue doth maiden, two worlds of faire
Fae, Angel, Demon, realms do share.

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The words now spoken, the woman turned back into a raven and flew away, vanishing into the Nothing.

“A prophecy.” Philippe murmured, the words etched into his memory. He had a feeling that this man, the Fae, was the key. Focusing on the image, Philippe vanished on the spot.

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Re: [RP] The Night Lands
December 14, 2013 08:10AM
Medusa’s Lair – Council of Witches

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Guilt is perhaps the most painful companion of death. ~Coco Chanel

The first thing she felt was the cold. Not the kind of cold that comes from being in subarctic temperatures. This was something much deeper, an internal cold that made her feel as if she would never be warm again.

Her sense of hearing returned next, cackling, harsh voices intruding on her from all directions.

“Couldn’t we get dressed up AFTER we drink her essence? I feel like I am going to split the seams.”

Where was she? What had happened? As she became aware, so did the memories return. Facing the witches in her grandfather’s kingdom…Minerva…the pain of being blocked from her power…and the overwhelming guilt. Minerva’s words came back to haunt her.

“EVERYTHING THAT HAS HAPPENED…the destruction of your parent’s marriage…the war…all BECAUSE OF YOU!”

And it was the truth. A tear slid down her cheek as she slowly opened her eyes. She found herself chained to a marble slab, firelight flickering from dozens of wall sconces around the large room.

“She had to take me literally. Dumb bitch of witch. Oh…get a minion to tip a bucket of water on her when the time comes.”

She turned her head and saw the three witchly sisters, one of whom was passed out on the floor for some reason or another.

“Where am I? Why have you brought me here?” she whispered, her throat dry from disuse for so long, alerting the witches to her state of awareness.

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Re: [RP] The Night Lands
December 14, 2013 08:25AM
Medusa’s Lair – Council of Witches

Delilah was putting the finishing touches to her dress, when she heard the rasping voice of Tempest, as it appeared she had roused from her sleep. Grinning, she wriggled her finger for Portia to follow her. Portia was busy brushing her hair, and Delilah actually had to thump her to get her attention.

“The girl is waking up. Come on.”

“So soon?…thought she would be out for hours. When can we perform the ceremony again?”

“Midnight…and that is still a good while away. But it will be so worth it.” Delilah said with an evil grin, creeping up towards the marble alter, and wringing her gnarled hands, as she looked down at her prize. Clearly the girl had no idea where she was, or why she was brought there. Time to tell the whole story.

“Medusa’s lair….the center point of the Council of Witches, deep within the Night lands.” Delilah said with a twisted grin, her devious looking eyes drinking in Tempest’s form. “As to why you are here…well, you are the guest of honour at a special ceremony for my sisters and I. Your essence is highly potent, and enough to make each of us youthful and beautiful. Giving us all a new lease on life, while…you lose yours of course.”

Ethel had finally woken up and was rubbing the back of her head as she sat up. She could hear Delilah talking to the girl, and then grumbled. “If you start without me, so help me…..” Her chubby digits curling into fists, as she got to her feet. Portia glanced between her sisters, as they looked to have a spat.

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“So help me? Are you…threatening me, Ethel?” Delilah said with a scowl, as she pushed up her sleeves. The sisters were known to fight, but you would think they could go a day without it. Portia piped up.

“Sisters…aren’t you forgetting that we need to work together to do the ritual? I mean, I really want to have her essence too, but if we are going to start fighting now…”

“Oh shut up!” Ethel and Delilah chorused, before they started to bicker again.

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Re: [RP] The Night Lands
December 14, 2013 08:44AM
“Medusa’s lair….the center point of the Council of Witches, deep within the Night lands.” the one known as Delilah stated, eying Tempest as if she were the main course at an all-you-can-eat buffet. “As to why you are here…well, you are the guest of honour at a special ceremony for my sisters and I. Your essence is highly potent, and enough to make each of us youthful and beautiful. Giving us all a new lease on life, while…you lose yours of course.”

Tempest stared at them all as she processed this information. So she was going to die, so that they could live? Sounded like a fair trade to her…for she had nothing left to live for. Her father loathed her, her mother, brother, aunt and her grandparents were probably dead. And Sirus…

She didn’t want to think of him. She’d rather die knowing the last pleasant memory she had of him had been that kiss he had given her.

Another tear leaked from her eye as she nodded mutely.

“So be it.” she murmured, turning her head away from them. All the fight had gone out of her. And she could no longer hear Philippe. She was truly alone.

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Re: [RP] The Night Lands
December 15, 2013 09:56PM
Medusa’s Lair – Council of Witches

The three witches were so busy arguing, that none of them heard Tempest murmer. In fact, they weren’t even looking at her at all. Portia rolled her eyes, and threw her hands up, as Ethel snarled at Delilah.

“Last child you got first dibs. Now…I firmly believe that I get the first breath.”

“Has the years dulled your mind, Ethel? I am positive it was YOU that got dibs last time.”

“It was definitely you!” Ethel gave her sister Delilah a really hard poke in the right bosom, which had her practically fall back. The red flame haired witch snarled angrily and picked up her wand off the nearest table, pointing it at her sister’s head.

“You dare to strike my bosom…You shall pay!” She growled angrily and then waved her wand, pointing it at her sister and screaming. “Potus…Plantus!”

and sure enough Ethel was turned into a humble house plant, in a very striking pot.

Portia froze in her place and then chewed her bottom lip.

“Uhm…she’s a plant.”

“Till midnight…yes!”

“Uhm…bit mean isn’t it?”

“You fancy being a cactus?”

“Oh…heh…have I ever told you how gorgeous you are today?”

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Re: [RP] The Night Lands
December 15, 2013 10:03PM
Tempest listened to the witches argue over her like she was the last meaty bone in the larder. Why did they even need to argue who was going to get first crack at her soul? There was plenty of her to go around and it wasn’t like there was any place she needed to be or had anyone waiting for her return.

She was alone. Maybe that was the way it was supposed to be.

Tired of listening to the argument, she turned her head and glared.

“Will you all just be quiet? You’re giving me a bleeding headache for Heaven’s sake!” she snarled in anger. “I don’t even know why you’re arguing about me in such a way. You’re all going to have a piece of me inside of you, so why the flipping arguing? You act like you’re all little children, fighting over a toy. Just stop already.”

By the end of her rant, the anger that had quickly taken her over vanished just as fast and she sighed, turning her head away from them.

“I’m going to die, either way, so who cares who gets first dibs.” she repeated, closing her eyes. She was just tired of the whole thing. She just wanted to sleep in peace.

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Re: [RP] The Night Lands
December 16, 2013 02:47AM
Medusa’s Lair – Council of Witches

For a girl that was destined to die by midnight, Tempest Brax still had a bit of fight left in her. Sickened by the Witches petty arguing, she gave them a serve, that got both Delilah and Portia’s attention.

Will you all just be quiet? You’re giving me a bleeding headache for Heaven’s sake!”

Portia picked up the pot plant and brought it closer to the marble alter, setting it down as she listened with interest to the young Princess have her rant.

“I don’t even know why you’re arguing about me in such a way. You’re all going to have a piece of me inside of you, so why the flipping arguing? You act like you’re all little children, fighting over a toy. Just stop already.” 

“Well don’t look at me, I’m not the pot plant.*she pointed at Delilah.* “They started it. I’m just here for the essence.”Portia said with a nod, then leaned forward, as Delilah scowled at her slightly younger sister.

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“What did you say? You’re just here for the essence?” Delilah didn’t like what she was hearing, and Portia cursed under her breath for being so foolish to speak her mind.

“Did I say that? Ooo no. I meant, I was here to help my sisters do the ritual and….share in the essence.”

It seemed that each of the witches wanted more than their fair share of Tempest’s essence. Delilah was ready to raise her wand at her, but Portia had a quick retort.

“Before you blast me into a cactus plant, remember, you need both Ethel and me to do the ritual. Hard to do that if we are all plants, isn’t it?” Least she seemed to have a brain in that blonde haired head of hers, and Delilah lowered her wand, still glaring. Portia let out a sigh of relief, then smiled brightly at Tempest, patting her forehead.

“You are right about one thing…you are going to die. No man alive is interested in you enough to save you. They are all too busy fighting that silly war. Pfft. Men…I tell ya.”

Little did Portia know, that a man did care…and was on his way.

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Re: [RP] The Night Lands
December 16, 2013 04:34AM
Battlefields of the Nightlands

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And so the three riders rode their horse as fast as they could, thundering across the blood soaked plains of the Night lands. Many thousands of demon and orc had been slain, with their bloated corpses left to rot, when the King of Brax called the retreat. It was hard to understand just why the Demon army was called back, when they had the upper hand during the dawn raid. But only few knew that the Queen of Casterly had been kidnapped by the evil Minerva and her bitch sisters. It was those same sisters, who now held the Princess Tempest in their clutches, readying to do the ritual that would end her life, so that they may lengthen theirs, and have incredible beauty.

The Prince had the prophecy spoken to him by Phillipe the Dragon and then they shared a common link, which showed the Prince the path that would lead him to his beloved Princess. Spurred on by this knowledge, he knew that he was on borrowed time, and that he must ride this white gift; the white horse as fast as the wind. The horse seemed to know the urgency, and didn’t miss a beat as it powered through the countryside. Klaus and Dathon were having a difficult time catching up to the Prince.

Poor Klaus was really riding rough in the saddle of his Clysdale, which jostled him about something fierce. It would be no surprise, that the poor squire would not be able to sit for a week after this journey. Every so often, the Prince would glance back over his shoulder at the other riders and cry out;

“Hurry…the horses will rest soon enough, but we must reach Medusa’s lair by sunset.”

Yes, he knew the name of the place where she was held. Being a dark creature, he was one that would easily be able to enter the enchanted tunnels. It would be a treacherous and dangerous trek within, for the council was held deep within its bowels, with many traps and false doors, that lined the route to the center.

The Prince was her only hope. A man that truly loved her for who she was, non judgmental. They were so alike, and defiant, it would be fitting that they were destined to be together.

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Re: [RP] The Night Lands
December 16, 2013 04:40AM
Medusa’s Lair – Council of Witches

The blonde-haired witch seemed to be the smartest of the three, which Tempest found a little odd, considering what was about to happen.

Of course now the two remaining got into an argument about something else. Tempest rolled her eyes and went back to staring at the cavernous ceiling.

“You are right about one thing…you are going to die. No man alive is interested in you enough to save you. They are all too busy fighting that silly war. Pfft. Men…I tell ya.” the blonde stated, patting Tempest on her head as if she were some wayward child (oh the irony!).

Now that was just rubbing salt into an open wound. Why did people feel the need to remind her of things she could not change?

Two witches and one potted plant continued to argue and moved away from Tempest to do what they needed to do, leaving the young woman to her lonely thoughts.

High above, in the darkness and shadows…was one who would possibly bring her salvation. Never straying far from his mistress and loyal as always, Francois was as indistinguishable as any other crow and bat that lined the walls of the witches lair. She may have forgotten of his presence, or there was magic blocking him from their bond, but either way, Francois now had a mission…to bring someone to save his mistress. With a silent flap of his wings, he was airborne, off to search for help for his mistress.

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Re: [RP] The Night Lands
December 17, 2013 02:45AM
Mountain of Medusa

They had rode hard for many leagues, till finally reaching the foot hills of the Mountain of Medusa. The white horse finally slowed, and then came to a stop before a massive forest. It was dark and ominous with the sounds of the creatures of the night, praising the sullen moon. Nightfall had come, and now they must hurry if they are to save the child of light and dark.

Prince Sirus dismounted, as the white horse pawed at the earth, its head nodding as though to say that this was it.

“The entrance to the Lair must be through this forest.” Sirus said with conviction, while Klaus finally came up behind the white horse on his enormous Clysdale. He looked pained, and in a way relieved that he didn’t have to ride his horse further.

“I see a track, Sire.” Klaus pointed out between a large rock and old oak tree, a path that was lined with small pebbles. It had to be it. Sirus watched Klaus dismount awkwardly, and then he rubbed his swollen behind. “I have never had my backside slapped so hard and often as I have riding that horse.” The horse neighed and nudged the poor squire, who was something of a tag a long in this quest to free Tempest.

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“It’s getting dark. How on earth are we to see?” Klaus whined, and Sirus simply shook his head. “You are fae…you can see in the dark, you know.” Klaus was about to say something in retort, but then held up a finger and said. “Oh yeah…oops.”

Sirus looked to Dathon, and asked.

“Forgive me for not bringing food or water. Hopefully, after we seize the Princess, we can find a nice inn or tavern.”

Did he forget, this was the Night lands. He was in hostile territory, and probably wouldn’t be welcome. Optimistic as ever, he got ready to head into the forest and find the entrance to the witches lair.

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Re: [RP] The Night Lands
December 18, 2013 08:38PM
Mountain of Medusa

Francois flew what seemed for miles, dodging in and out of the tree line and soaring over the tops, looking down upon the lands with keen and intelligent eyes.

Something pale white caught his attention and he realized it was a horse. He dived for a closer look.

As it turned out, it wasn’t one pale horse, but one pale horse and two others, all with riders upon their backs. The scent of the one upon the pale horse seemed familiar to Francois and he flew closer, flying so close to the head of the lead rider, it ruffled his hair.

But he caught the full scent of the man in the lead and recognized him as the one who had taken in his mistress in Fae lands.

With a raucous caw, he landed on a nearby branch at the edge of the woods, aiming to get his attention.

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Re: [RP] The Night Lands
December 18, 2013 10:44PM
Mountain of Medusa

At the arrival of the Raven, its raucous caw alerts the white Horse that help is at hand. Raising her head she whinnies loudly, pawing at the ground to get Sirus’s attention. Sirus who happens to have been addressing Dathon and Klaus about his hopes, hears both the horse and the raven, and turns to see for himself.

“Oh look…it’s a crow.” Klaus says, thinking nothing much of the common black bird.“Why it’s got the horse spooked, I will never know.” The thing was the horse wasn’t spooked, just trying to alert her master as to what the bird was trying to convey.

“It’s a raven, Klaus.” Sirus answered, now watching the horse, who was getting excited about it. Was this a sign? He went to pat the horse’s neck, and whispered to her. “Whoa, steady girl, its just a raven.” But at this, the horse reared up, as it became bathed in a strange mystical glow. Slowly changing its form from that of the white horse, to a beautiful woman with flowing white hair, and dressed in an elaborate gown of the finest silk. The dress sparkled, and reflected the moon light. At the end of the transformation, she let out a happy sigh, holding up her hands and looking at her fingers, as she wiggled them.

“Francois….I thought you would never find us. Now I am me again.” The lady in white said, spinning around and admiring her gown. Flashing a grin, she then spotted Sirus, and curtseyed politely. “Forgive me, Sire…just oh the feeling to be on two feet again. Not that I didn’t mind you riding me, I mean…heh, what girl wouldn’t.” She seemed to be babbling, and then skipped over to Klaus’s mount, the massive Clysdale, and spoke a small enchantment, that had the Clysdale morph and change into a large servant woman, or so she seemed, with a tight bun, and the biggest boobs you ever did see. She muttered and huffed, then shot a glare at Klaus. “You…seriously need to lose some weight!.”

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The woman in white giggled and slapped Klaus’s forearm, before saying in a happy voice. “Oh don’t mind Gertie, she is a bit grumpy this time of month. Besides, I like chunky men. Gives me something to hang on to. Love handles galore!”

Sirus thought the world had gone mad. His horse had changed into a chatty woman, and the big draught horse into a germanic looking woman, with huge breasts.

“What…is going on?” Sirus asked, as the woman in white actually stopped her gay romp, since she started picking wild flowers.

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“Oh…Sire forgive me, we are the White Witches of Vaas. Good ones, I assure you, but witches none the less. I am Willow, and this is my sister Gertie. We were sent to help you, and as you see….here is Francois. I believe he is a guardian of your Tempest.” Sirus looked incredulously at Willow, as she started to nom on a daisy’s head. She still had horsey tendancies.

“Does the raven talk?” Sirus asked, getting closer to the bird, as Willow skipped along behind him.

“Talks to me…maybe if you said…hello? Or…where is Tempest?”

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Re: [RP] The Night Lands
December 19, 2013 12:04AM
Mountain of Medusa

“Does the raven talk?” Sirus asked, getting closer to the bird, as Willow skipped along behind him.

Francois looked at the White Witches, head cocked as they conversed.

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“Talks to me…maybe if you said…hello? Or…where is Tempest?”

All eyes were suddenly on Francois. He seemed to do what amounted to a sigh before his form blurred into that of a young man. He had dark hair and dark, brooding eyes but he was very handsome. He stared at Willow.

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“That was supposed to be our secret, Willow of Vaas.” the man stated in an accented voice. He turned those intelligent eyes upon Sirus and executed a respectful bow. “Greetings Sirus of Laegess. I am Francois, the Lady Tempest’s bonded familiar. Rest assured, I have no designs on the young Princess. I was sent to her when she was a child to be her guardian. And as she has stated,” Francois pointed a hand at Willow, “I can take you to where she is being held. I must warn you…she is to be sacrificed by the Witches of the Night Lands at midnight tonight, when the moon is full. She does not fight, for she has lost the will to live.” Francois stated.

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Re: [RP] The Night Lands
December 19, 2013 05:15AM
Mountain of Medusa

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Seeing Francois take his human form, Willow gave a little clap and bounced where she stood. Always one that thought highly of Francois, she got a thrill every time he changed into his human self. Course, he seemed nonplussed that she had given away the secret that he can in fact talk.

That was supposed to be our secret, Willow of Vaas.” Oh that sultry voice of his. It could make a maiden sing with her heart filled with joy. Course, she knew him well enough that when he was not pleased, and she hid in behind Sirus for a moment. Sure, she was a witch of Vaas, but she was also a guardian of the Prince. “I thought no harm in telling, besides I know that you would have seen Tempest.” Course, she was absolutely correct.

“Greetings Sirus of Laegess. I am Francois, the Lady Tempest’s bonded familiar. Rest assured, I have no designs on the young Princess. I was sent to her when she was a child to be her guardian.”

“And such a handsome one.” Willow chimed in with a sweet voice, before quietening again as she ate another daisy flower.

Sirus was still coming to terms with the fact his horse was a white witch, and a very good looking man was a guardian to his beloved. Though the news this man offered, only increased his urgent need to find Tempest…and quickly.

“Francois, if you know where she is being held, please tell us.”

“I can take you to where she is being held. I must warn you…she is to be sacrificed by the Witches of the Night Lands at midnight tonight, when the moon is full. She does not fight, for she has lost the will to live.”

At this Willow gasped, nearly choking on her daisy. Sirus’s face looked to grow dark with anger…anger that the foul witches of Brax would dare to harm his beloved Tempest. Sirus cried out to those with him.

“She may have lost the will to fight…but we are here to fight for her. Francois, lead us to her, before the moon is at its peak.”

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Klaus, Gertie, Dathon and Willow all fell in behind him, ready to take on the wicked witches of Brax.

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Night Land Castle (39) – The Blood of Kings.

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 14, 2013 04:47AM

King’s chamber 

Metia was locked in that cage, on her knees. She tried her best to break free, but it was no use. This witches were going to pay for it, not only because of what they are doing with her, but what they done to her daughter, Clarice, and her granddaughter, Tempest. This war was no more being fought in the battlefields, this was getting way too personal, and it seems they had plans for Metia as well. Whatever it is, she’d rather die than do something for them. When they passed above the battlefield, she tried to search for Henry with her eyes, but couldn’t see him, a tear was already falling when she done so. She needed him badly, but her family needed him more, she just hoped nothing bad would happen to him, and he would protect their family. 
Once they arrived the Blackfog Castle, Metia’s light eyes stared around, how long hadn’t she been here..And this was the first time such castle was giving her the chills, she was getting vulnerable, and the evil within her, is probably raging right now, because it doesn’t want Metia to be such weak creature right now. It seems they took her to some chambers, and it was probably Brandon’s one, because of how luxury it looked and unique. She had already been in this chambers long time, and it wasn’t only once..Unwanted memories were showing up in her mind, and all she wanted to do was just puke. 
Metia remained there, on the ground of the cage, only with the support of her palms, so her upper body wouldn’t touch the ground. She had a long white dress, and her blonde hair was a bit messy but still in a loose ponytail. 
She stared at the window in that chamber and right now was thinking about her family. How are they? Would they be fine? 

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 14, 2013 01:41PM

Brandon would chuckle softly as he watched Minerva his Queen enter his own chambers with Metia still locked in her cage. Then Brandon would take what seemed to be a common gold necklace before unseen by Metia with his back turned to her he would inset the black opal into the appropriate socket with a soft clicking sound. With the collar now ready Brandon would turn around and smile slowly before reaching through the cage bar’s to lock the collar around her neck though the only way for it to be removed was by either Minerva’s hand or Brandon’s own. “Metia its such an honor to have you grace my chambers but alas i wish it was under better circumstances…” As Brandon spoke his voice would be dripping with sexual desire though he held eyes only for Minerva. The Demon King then moved to kiss his beloved Queen upon her supple lips while winking at her before he turned to Metia. “Perhaps my Queen wants to have a little fun with the Queen of Casterly…” Then with a sly grin he would motion for Minerva to strip as he opened the cage and attempted to drag Metia out of the confine of her prison to throw her bodily onto the bed. “Have at her Minerva my love…Humiliate her in the utmost for the damage her daughter has done to this house…” Was all that was said with a deep commanding tone. Brandon then turned to take a seat and watch the ensuing show with a victorious grin. While he had Metia in his clutch’s He was going to make her pay for the damage done to his house and his son. Now with his thoughts turned towards the humiliation of Metia he grew hard once again and relaxed into the chair while waiting for the two to start their tangle. Though he knew for sure Minerva had the upper hand as Metia’s magic was bound by the collar she wore forced upon her by Brandon himself. Oh how he was going to relish this chance to dominate both of the women fully and completely though more so Minerva as she was his Queen. Each moment Brandon waited he planned to corrupt Metia and work her into submission to the point where she would become a literal whore of the House of Brax.

 
 

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 14, 2013 04:54PM

The King’s chamber

The King summoned Minerva to bring him the charmed stone that would be set into the special collar for the Queen of Casterly. On entering the room, she spied the disheveled Queen in the cage, and gave her a rather dirty look, before looking up at her King and smiling brightly. 

“Tis done, My King.” She said, presenting him with the small pouch that contained the binding stone. This was to be locked into place by the King into the collar, and affixed to the Queen’s neck, so that she could use her own powers to help herself. Of course, the newly made Queen of Brax had no idea what the King had in store for Metia, especially since he had only hinted that she would pay for her crimes against the Family Brax one way or another. Minerva awaited to be instructed on what to do next, and the King announced his wishes. 

“Perhaps my Queen wants to have a little fun with the Queen of Casterly….”Have at her Minerva my love…Humiliate her in the utmost for the damage her daughter has done to this house…” 

A dark smile appeared on Minerva’a lips, as she saw the distressed Queen thrown upon the silken sheets of the King’s bed. 

“As you wish, My King.” Her voice had a luscious growl to it, as she started to stalk the bed in the middle of the room. If the Queen was going to do the King’s bidding, she was going to make it one hell of a show. 

“I am going to make you beg like the whore you really are, Metia.” Minerva snarled, slowly taking off her gown and revealing her well toned and oiled body; her collar firmly clasped around her neck. The King’s power surges like electricity through her, as the King sat just metres away to enjoy the festivities. With clawed fingers, she started to tear the very clothes from the Queen of Casterly’s body, shedding them like they were paper and littering the floor at the foot of the bed. Her goal was to have her scream in defiance, as she tore long scratches into her lily white skin. Climbing up on the bed, the witch licked her lips and then said a charm, that her her tongue turn into a snake. She prized the Queen’s legs apart, and then brought the head of the snake down to enter the Queen forcibly, all the while pawing at her thighs and hips. Corrupting the Queen of Casterly in a shocking display, that would have the King become aroused beyond belief. 

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 15, 2013 02:08AM

The King’s Chambers 

Whenever the King and his witch came in, Metia only lowered her head, not daring herself to stare up. Why was she acting like that? If she was the old Metia, she would be up, she would be yelling at them, and do anything to make them let her go. But right now, she’s weak, and fearful. As soon as Brandon stretched out his hands through the bars, she shut her eyes tightly and froze on her spot, afraid he would hurt her, but everything he did was just place a necklace around her neck, which left her confused at the moment, what the hell was this? Was this another kind of magic to hurt her? Before she could even complain, the King dragged her out from the cage and tossed her to his bed, like she was some kind of doll. Metia gasped a bit with the sudden move, as she simple stared down at Brandon like she was disgusted of him. 
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“You disgusting bastard..” 
She said with her womanly voice low, but it showed clear madness in her voice. Whenever he began to talk about having her pay what her daughter done to his house, she would only perk up an eyebrow, and began to crawl her way up to the bed, just to stay away from them, she even stared around for doors, but they all were so far. Minerva was on her way to do what the King asked her to. Metia looked up at her with a slight frown, making her beg like the whore she really is? Who is this witch anyway?! Metia looked away the very moment the witch removed her gown, but she couldn’t look away anymore, because the witches nails, was crawling into her skin, ripping her dress apart, and scratch her pale skin. This all made Metia yelp and try push Minerva away with her bare hands, but she quickly stopped, by hearing Minerva’s whisper, those words, that was one of the few languages witches used, but Metia couldn’t understand very well, what kind of spell she was going to do. 
But everything would have its answer soon.. 
The very moment Minerva began to forcibly enter into her, Metia shoved her palms on the sheets besides her, and gripped on it, as she gasped out for some air. She arched her back because of the feeling, then shut her eyes tightly, and clenched her teeth. It hurts, the scales of the snake was scratching her insides, and it disgusted her. Metia tried to move herself up, just to stay away from the witch, but Minerva kept holding her down, by scratching her thighs and hips. 
“Let me go!!” 
She yelled out, still trying to crawl her way out.

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 15, 2013 08:50AM

“Oh look at that my darling she enjoys it…and no I won’t let you go Metia and nor will Minerva my witch of a queen. Your stay here is permanant…not even your king Henry will be able to save you it’s either submit and embrace your new life as a whore of house Brax or face the torture chambers. Which do you choose Metia?” He spoke with a dark tone while he stroked his hard shaft slowly enjoying the show his newfound queen was putting on for him that had him aroused beyond belief before he slowly stood and made his way over to Minerva. Once he was behind his beloved queen he would smirk before swiftly driving his thickened met into her virginal sex tearing her hymen in the process. Brandon would then whisper softly into his beloved Minerva’s ear while he thrust hard and fast into her tight sex. “Do as you see fit to her she is your guest as much as mine.” As he finished his sentence he placed an emphasis on the word mine with a sudden savage thrust that drove his thickened meat into her tight sex upto the hilt. The king would then reach up and roughly begin to tweak and tease her nipples until they where rock hard and hurt when they where touched. Brandon roared his dominance over the two queens as he offered a dark smile while pumping Minerva full of his thickened meat in a furious fit of lust and desire. Then he would pull Minerva away from the queen of casterly before kissing her deeply and possessively if she permitted him to do so. After he broke the kiss he would pull his thickened meat from his queen before eyeing Metia with a soft grin ashe spoke to Minerva in a whisper. “Sit on her face and smother her with your sex my queen while I pillage her sex with my shaft.” Brandon would then move between Metia’s already open legs and grin as he attempted to drive his thickened meat into the angelic queens sex with a dominant roar. Should he be successful he would grin slowly while driving his meat into her with a savage fury as part of her everlasting punishment for her daughters transgressions against his domain. “Have you made your choice as to what your punishment will be? A whore of house Brax or a slow excruciating death over weeks if not months at the hands of my torture specialists?” Brandon would hiss to Metia with a sadistic smile gracing his lips.

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 15, 2013 09:07AM

The King’s chamber

Minerva pulled up from the Queen’s sex as she felt her King push himself deep inside her. Her hymen once again torn, she let out a sharp cry as the snake tongue changed back to her normal one. She licked her lips feverishly, staring at the disheveled Queen of Casterly with a smirk. The King’s whispers were to her and her alone, as he took her hard and fast. She grunted a few times as he took her forcefully. How she loved the King’s advances, and pushed her limits. She had no shame, for she knew that the King truly loved her and her alone. When he pulled her up from the Queen of Casterly she looked back over her shoulder, and then finds the King kissing her hungrily, while working her breasts with his gnarled hands. They continued to gyrate together, enjoying each other’s sex shamelessly, before the King withdrew from his Queen, and stared down at the beaten Metia. 

The King whispered to his Queen. “Sit on her face and smother her with your sex my queen while I pillage her sex with my shaft.” Purring in adoration of her King’s dominance she uttered. “As you wish My King.” Moving down the other side of the bed, and staring at her love’s menacing cock, that was poised to enter the Angelic Queen. 

Minerva pretended to be all soft and gentle, and tweaked back one of Metia’s stray hairs from her face, saying. 

“You are so lucky to be allowed to enjoy the King like this. Most women would give their right arm for the privilege. He fucks like a beast.” 

That said, she straddled the Queen’s head, and watching her King take the Queen brutally, she started to grind herself upon the Queen’s face, massaging her own breasts as she did so, and putting on a display for her King that would only make her fuck the Angel Queen faster. 

“Like this…my King?” She growled, licking her lips and panting heavily for his enjoyment. 

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 15, 2013 09:24AM

The King’s chamber 

Metia shook her head at Brandon’s words, there was no way, what he was saying was the true. She wouldn’t be here permanent, her King would save her right? Henry was probably on his way to save her, right? That’s at least what Metia hopes. Yet he gave her an option that would keep her alive, which was basically submit and embrace her suppose new life as a whore of house Brax, there was no way she was going to do such thing, but if she didn’t, she would face the torture chambers. She’d rather die than be a whore. But wasn’t she already in the past? When she had her affairs with Brandon, she could be considered a whore, that’s what she loved back then, lust, and pleasure, was all she wanted, but now, all she wants is be a pure creature, or suppose to be one. 
Brandon got busy with Minerva, and Metia took that moments, to breath, and try control her urges on wanting to cry or scream because of the pain, she turned on her side, and the very moment she was about to crawl out, Brandon had other ideas for her with Minerva. 
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Metia turned her head around slowly and looked up at the witch and the king, fear written on her eyes, she was really vulnerable. She took a deep breath, as her legs began to shake, at the touch of Brandon’s hands, and Minerva’s hands on her face, she was telling her, that she was lucky to be allowed to enjoy the King. She didn’t wanted to enjoy the King! And she wouldn’t allow herself to! But before something else could happen, Brandon began to take her brutally, she totally felt like somebody was ripping her apart, like she was a simple sheet of paper. Metia yelped out in pain, but her mouth was shut by having Minerva’s over her face, her screams were now simple groans, as she just shut her eyes, and tears began to roll down from the corner of her eyes. She clenched her fists, and her anger was so much, that she made herself bleed, due dig her own nails against her palms. She wanted to cover her bare body, she felt ashamed, embarrassed, helpless. She didn’t wanted to enjoy Brandon, she didn’t wanted this to happen, and deep inside her mind, she was apologizing Henry million times, for this. She didn’t knew why, she was just apologizing, because sooner or later her body would stop feeling pain, and feel pleasure instead. Yet, she’d rather go to that torture chamber than be a whore. 

 
 

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 15, 2013 09:59AM

“Deny it all you want Metia no one can get into this castle unless I want them to get in and the same goes for those that want to leave.” He would hiss as e thrust his thickened meat deep into the Angel Queens welcoming sex as he leaned down to suckle her left nipple with a soft nip. Brandon grinned around her nipple as he locked his eyes upon Minerva with a diabolical grin that would send shivers down her spine before he hissed his sinful release into Metia’s fertile womb. As he released he would attach a lead to Metia’s collar before whispering softly as he leaned up to kiss his own queen lightly and hungrily. “She is our play toy and no one else’s now not even henry will be able to save her from us though I doubt he would want her now.” He spoke with a husky whisper against Minerva’s lips before pulling his still hard shaft from Metia’s sex and slowly pushing it against her tight ass with a grin. Then with a grunt he deflowered the Angel Queens last sanctuary and completed her corruption as he began to thrust slow and deep into her still tight ass. “How does it feel to have your Masters cock in your Ass whore?” He would snarl while massaging Metia’s breasts roughly with his gnarled hands before placing a searing kiss upon his queens lips and biting her lower lip while he rode Metia’s face. As he kept thrusting into Metia’s ass he would deepen the kiss he shared with Minerva while using the collars bond to wordlessly communicate his desire for Minerva to take Metia and force her to drink her cum as the final act of depravity. Though it wasn’t long before Brandon roared his release into her ass and pulled his shaft from Metia only to chain Metia to the bed and pull Minerva from the angel queens face and slam his raging meat into her virginal ass before thrusting hard and fast into her. It was clear Brandon was consumed with wanton desire and was going to fuck the brains out of both women.

 
 

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 15, 2013 11:59AM

The King’s chamber

It wasn’t so much the act that Minerva was performing that got her off, but more so seeing her King take the Queen of Casterly so brutally, that set her heart aflame. A true evil, he tortured the poor woman, who was unable to stop the frenzied attack. Brandon was insatiable when it came to sex, something that Minerva knew all too well. Her body built to withstand the hours of coupling he would perform on her. The witch Queen continued to gyrate upon the Queen of Casterly’s face, and kissed her King hungrily, when he lent towards her and then changed his tactic, taking the Queen of Casterly up the ass. Minerva finally released, and let it flow down so Metia would not be able to escape it. Chuckling darkly to herself, she knew her King would have more in store. He had already sewn his seed within Metia, and then in a fit of lust, he tore her off the Queen’s face, and moved her away from Metia. 

He had one Queen, now he wanted to finish with his own. Minerva bowed down low, wiggling her ass at the King in welcome of him, and he gripped her forcibly, taking her the same way as he had Metia. Minerva cried out in lust, and then bit her own lip, as he ploughed into her roughly. Her eyes darted to the Queen of Casterly, in triumph that her King was now taking her again. She was his, as much as he was hers. The collar hummed and tightened around her neck, and she let out a strangled cry of pleasure and pain, before running her own fingers between her lips and cooing softly. A willing participant, she bucked and arched her back, all to please her King further. 

Minerva cried out as she came again and again, begging him not to stop. 

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 15, 2013 12:43PM

The King’s Chamber 

Metia felt like she was going through hell, not hell, this was even worse. Like she said before, she’d rather die from the flames than please this king. Brandon was making Metia lose her hope, he was torturing her like there was no tomorrow, by tearing her insides apart, and things only got worse, when he decided to release his damn poison inside her, she shrink and shut her eyes tightly, when she felt that disgusting “poison” in her, this wasn’t suppose to happen, why was he doing this to her? That bastard was getting her pregnant! We could finally hear cries from Metia, the very moment he decided to change positions, she was already bleeding, from both holes, he was taking her like she was the sub, and he was the damn animal, and hearing his words, as he called himself master, only made her want to puke. 
She struggled the entire way, she hoped her body would act like a corpse on his hands, but it didn’t, it only responded back, it was getting the final pleasure, and when he began to rub her breasts her nipples got hard, like they was waiting for more. Minerva left her juices flow down, and Metia was basically forced to swallow it, she even gagged a bit. Brandon released again in her, and all she wanted to do was wash herself, wash till she was bleeding, wash till his scent was off her, till she didn’t felt like he touched her. 
Now that Minerva was away, Metia gasped out for air, and then just began to spit out, the witches juices, that were left in her mouth, Brandon wasn’t dumb, he chained Metia to the bed, and the more she struggled the more bruises would be left around her wrists and ankles, from the chains. However, right now, she seemed to be calming down, due not moving much, she had her head laying on the bed, as she simple stared at nowhere, while her eyes kept tears falling down, more and more tears. In her mind, she kept apologizing Henry, she apologized her family, but didn’t apologized herself, because she was hating herself to allow her body enjoy and react towards Brandon’s actions, in a good way. While being so lost in her thoughts, and basically broken, she just kept quiet staring at nowhere, and crying, not making any sound tho. The only sounds in the room, would be Brandon’s and Minerva’s cries of pleasure. 

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 15, 2013 08:30PM

Brandon roared as he filled his witch queen’s ass with his seed before he pulled away from her and grinned slappy as a plan began to formulate in his demented mind. “Minerva my love go fetch me a raven I have an ultimatum for the king of Casterly I need delivered.” As he waited for Minerva to depart to fetch the requested raven he would turn and dress himself before freeing Metia from her restraints and placing her back in her cage knowing she was likely to conceive which doubled his chances for an heir. After placing her back in the cage he would slam the door shut and walk away to don a set of leather leggings and a leather tunic. As soon as he was dressed he would turn to his desk and pull out a parchment before writing upon it with a quill and ink. As soon as he was done writing he would turn and wait for Minerva to come back into the room. While waiting he would hiss to Metia. “You had better bear the child to full term if you conceive Metia…if you don’t I’ll find out one way or another.” He would then smile softly as Minerva came back with the raven before tying the parchment to its left foot and setting it free to seek out King Henry. After releasing the raven Brandon would then turn to Minerva with a diabolical grin. “Get your sisters ready for a fight I don’t doubt Henry will come alone but he will come with others and I leave it upto you to deal with the others but leave Henry to me..use any and all magic you have to seperate Henry from his men when he comes running to save his broken slut of a wife. A mistake that will cost him his life.” Brandon would finish with a sneer before walking from the room as he motioned for Minerva to follow him.

 

 
 
 
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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 16, 2013 03:03AM

The King’s Chamber

The King had finally had his fill of sexual pleasures, finishing within Minerva and roaring in triumph for conquering two Queens. Minerva slid from the bed, then rose slowly as she placed on a simple robe, that just covered her supple frame. The King then issued an order for her to complete, and she bobbed a curtsy before the King, before setting out of the room, to get a raven. 

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As she walked along the long corridor to the Raven keep, she mused to herself, about the events that took place within the King’s chamber. One thing she did know, was that the King had released his seed into the Queen of Casterly. Would this mean she would be impregnated by the King of Brax? This did disturb her slightly, for though she knew that the King loved her, he had an insatiable appetite for women, and Metia was a natural beauty. Minerva’s green eyes darkened as she reached the raven keep, and she then felt the power of the collar draw tighter around her throat. Was he listening to her very thoughts? If this was the case, she must rid her mind of jealous thoughts and feelings. She snorted loudly and then entered the Keep, taking a raven and letting it rest on her shoulder, as she returned to the King’s chambers. 

On reaching the door, she opened it without knocking, seeing the Queen of Casterly had been put back in the cage. Minerva silently crossed the floor and handed over the Raven, so the small parchment could be tied to its foot. On releasing the raven, the King said: 

“Get your sisters ready for a fight I don’t doubt Henry will come alone but he will come with others and I leave it upto you to deal with the others but leave Henry to me..use any and all magic you have to separate Henry from his men when he comes running to save his broken slut of a wife. A mistake that will cost him his life.” 

So that was the plan. Lure Henry with the contents of the note…whatever it was that the King had written, it was enough to have him come running. Minerva nodded simply on the King’s command to rally her sisters, to cut off the King’s men and make it so only the King reaches the Castle. By the looks of things, King Brandon wanted to end the King of Casterly’s life…right before Metia’s eyes. Minerva shot the Queen of Casterly a look, but it was hard to tell her feelings. Instead she simply followed the King out of the chambers, leaving Metia to silence. 

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 16, 2013 01:27PM

The Kings Chamber 

Metia finally snapped out of it whenever Brandon reached out for her, he was dragging her away from the bed, and back into her cage. She curled herself up, feeling his seed flowing down from her, and drop on the ground. It disgusted her so much, the tears against her will keep on falling. Maybe deep inside she deserved this, now karma is turning around and biting her ass, from the all shit she done, she’s taking it all. When she heard Brandon asking for a Raven because he was going to send a letter to Henry, she quickly looked up. What was he going to do? It already was enough releasing his damn seed inside her, and when he said, that he doubted Henry would want her now, it really got stuck in her mind, she feared he was right. 
Minerva was back, and sent her such dangerous look at made Metia look down at the ground, how could this witch love Brandon? She knows Minerva is evil as well, but still, Brandon could be more evil than she thought he was, he could be more hard to stand, and he’s a totally animal. He finally shared his plans, and it was all a damn trap, they was going to kill Henry, they was forcing him to come over, just to get his head, like they did with his brother. 
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“Wait, no! Don’t you dare walk away from me! You already got me in this damn cage, you treated me like a stupid sub, you made me your guys toy, when I’d rather die in the torture room. You’re destroying me. Isn’t that enough for you?!” 
Metia asked, her voice sounding shaky because of crying, yet angry. She kept on the ground, but her hands were now grabbing tightly the bars from the cage. He was having fun with this, destroying her life, and everything around her. He wanted to kill her King, her husband. Now he was walking away with that stupid grin on his face, and she just felt like raging, and she finally noticed she couldn’t use her magic, because of the damn necklace, she tried to yank it away from her neck, but she was only leaving bruises on herself because of the strength. 

 
 

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 16, 2013 07:14PM

“Not by a longshot…” Brandon would retort before he walked out of the chambers with Minerva at his side. Whilst they walked down the hallowed halls Brandon would take Minerva’s hand before kissing the back of it tenderly before speaking softly. “Minerva darling nothing can ever compare with your beauty…and I mean nothing. I would give my very life to protect you if need be.” He then drew her against him before kissing at her neck above the collar she so proudly wore as he whispered with each feather light kiss. “My heart….My soul….My love….My Queen….and most importantly my wife.” After having lavished his love upon her neck he would walk with her into the dining hall before pulling a seat out for her and waiting for her to take the proffered seat as he offered a content smile. If anything Brandon could be called smitten for her and would be found willing to go to any length to please her. Once his queen was seated and scooted into the table Bandin would take his own seat as a series of servers came out with platters of roasted quail and other such meats. Following the meats where the vegetables and fruits before last but not least came the baked goods such as bread and croissants. As the last server departed Brandon spoke loud enough for him to hear. “Do not disturb us unless a dire matter arises that requires our attention let us eat in peace.” With a simple nod the server would skitter away and out of sight as Brandon smiled genially before motioning to Minerva indicating for her to take her fill before he would take his. All the while Brandon’s thoughts where directed towards Henry’s downfall and how best to break him before granting him the death he had long coming since his daughter Selene has scorned his very son Joffrey. Then to add insult to injury his granddaughter tempest had scorned him by rebuking his “offer” for a marriage of his choice. If anything this was weighing heavily upon his shoulders as he knew that countless demons where now dead and their families mourning all at the behest of those self righteous angels. As Brandon’s thoughts turned darker his eyes would swirl and form into black pits the first indicator that he was going to shift though he quickly reigned in his volcanic temper and sighed to himself as he idly picked at the food in front of him. The Demon king after a few moments of silent eatting stood up and walked to a window to stare out over his domain in contemplative silence as he ground his teeth together angrily. Oh how he was going to delight in King Henry’s death and the complete destruction of House Casterly and the conquering of her lands. Oh yes he was already anticipating hearing king Henry begging for mercy that would not be granted to him. It was that fact that brought a dark twisted smile to his lips.

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 17, 2013 01:05AM

Halls of Blackfog.

The King must have sensed that Minerva felt pangs of jealousy towards attentions shown to the Queen of Casterly. Not that the torture was seen as an act of love, but the fact he may have impregnated the Queen. She kept a stiff upper lip as she walked in behind of her King, hearing the cries and rants of the tormented Angel Queen fading away as they progressed down the hall. Minerva must have had her eyes downcast, and not come to see the King take her hand, and then swear to her his feelings. It was truly amazing, that one of such dominance and hate, could be at the same time capable of love. 

“Minerva darling nothing can ever compare with your beauty…and I mean nothing. I would give my very life to protect you if need be.” 

Minerva let out a soft cry as she felt the King press his lips to her neck, right above her prized collar. She took in a sharp breath, as each feather like kiss sent a wave of heat coursing through her body. Oh how he tempted her so. “My heart….My soul….My love….My Queen….and most importantly my wife.” 

The witch Queen replied, as she pawed at his chest. Her eyes now looking up into his as they stood together in the hall. 

“My King…I do everything for you. All you shall ever want…I will give you.” She meant each word, cementing her loyalty without fault. He had made her feel loved and wanted. It was all she could have ever hoped for. 

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Their walk continued on, till reaching the dining hall, where a sumptuous feast awaited. The King pulled out her chair, and Minerva sat elegantly, whilst being served her meal first, as the King looked on. With such escapades with the two Queens, he was certainly sated, and now could enjoy the rest of his day. Minerva ate quietly, as she watched her King. A thousand thoughts in his mind, and she could see him thinking things over. He stood up and went to a nearby window, staring out at the land that he owned. The silence was deafening, and Minerva patted her lips with her napkin, before pushing up from her chair, and then following her King to the window. She did not speak. She didn’t have too. A servant and Queen, she stood loyally behind him. Come what may, they would fight to the death…to get what they wished. 

The King’s chamber

There was a light creak of the hinges, as the King’s chamber door started to open and a familiar face poked her head in. it was Nanny. Nanny to Joffrey, and to Tempest. She was one that had served the Brax family faithfully all her life, and now she saw that same house in utter turmoil. She recognized the Queen of Casterly, trapped in the strange magical cage, and Nanny quickly peeked behind her to check if she was being watched. Seeing no one about, she tip toed in and then came up to the cage, crouching down with a forlorn expression. 

“You must be Tempest’s grandmother. I’m Nanny. Carer of Brax children. What have they done to you?” she said with a soft voice. She knew that Joffrey had his wild ways, but beneath it all, he was a good boy really. Tempest used to be a spoilt little brat, but grew into an enchanting young woman. Nanny believed, you could not judge a person or pigeon hole them because they are either Angel or Demon. We all have our own dark sides, and our good. It depends on which will win the day? 

She passed through the bar a small bag of fruits and nuts. Nanny often carried such with her for the children. Raising up, she went and got a cup of water, then brought that over and passed it through the bars. There was little else she could do, especially at the risk of getting caught. 

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“I will return, Your Majesty…Have faith, you are not alone.” 

She got up and then gave the Queen a half smile, before quickly leaving before being caught. 

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The War of Angels and Demons (2) – The Blood of Kings.

16 Monday Dec 2013

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Re: (RP) The War of Demons and Angels.
December 13, 2013 02:05PM
King Brandon

The early morning raid was a massive success as Brandon slaughtered angel after angel with his broadsword. No sooner had Minerva given him word that the queen was captive within their clutch’s a massive grin would cross his lips before he bellowed for all to hear. “FALL BACK!!!” As one the demon army would begin a fighting retreat as they moved from the camp torching several more tents along the way. As soon as the demons where clear of the camp Brandon would walk across the field to his mount Wrath and mount the massive steed. When he mounted Wrath Brandon would roar a single cry that carried through his mob of denizens of the dark. Then as one the mob turned from the field of battle and began their trek back to the lands of Brax. As Brandon led his army away from the fields of war he would smirk to himself knowing Metia would be a valuable bargaining chip.

(( Moving Brandon to the Nightlands ))

Galain Nydale

No sooner had Nimha taken flight would Galain be hot on her heels despite the outcry of a werewolf among the angels ranks before they where beset by the demons in the early aspect of the morning. As Galain chased Nimha through the camp and off the fields of battle he ruthlessly slaughtered any and all demons that happened to be in his path before he spread his wings and leaped into the air. With swift beats of wings Galain would race along the tree tops as he pursued the errant Nimha tirelessly. However though he was still in his armor which was caked in blood and gore before he sighed gently and landed in a small creek to clean his armor which ruffly took about maybe ten minutes time before he was airborne again. This time his face was one of worry as he used the collar to track her movements through the Vaas lands. If anything he wanted to get to her before anyone else did so he could care for her and treat her as she should be treated.

(( moving Galain to the The Vaas plains ))

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Re: (RP) The War of Demons and Angels.
December 14, 2013 05:04AM
The Early Morning Raid

Many angels were caught unaware, as they slept from the hard day’s fighting the day before. Little did they suspect that the King of Brax would lead a massive surge against the unsuspecting, and many awoke to find that those around them were being slain in their cots. The King and Ira emerged from a burning tent, but thankfully alive, and immediately took up arms, fighting back against the dreaded demon army. All around men were doing their best, though it was clear that this tactic had caught them totally off guard. Sir Wayne and Sir Reginald, who were both light sleepers, were some of the first to fight back against the onslaught, their swords slashing through the demon horde, and Reginald using his bow with pin point accuracy. Screams and cries filled the air, as many thousands were caught up in the bloodshed.

Sirus too, was fighting alongside Dathan, with Klaus baying for blood, as he took on two demons at a time, bowling them both over and slicing their throats, with a ferocious zeal, Sirus had never seen before. Covered in demon blood, and wide eyed, he continued to work his way through the throng, determined to rid the demons from their part of the camp, and let them get back to the real fighting out in the plains.

But then…something cawed in the sky overhead, something…big. A large vulture and a swarm of what looked to be witches, and they were flying from the direction of Haven Castle towards the Night lands. Many angels stopped and looked up, as suddenly the King of Brax roared a command to his army.

“FALL BACK!!!” 

Fall back?! All around the demons did just that, turning tail and leaving the burning remains of the Angel and fae camps. The King and Ira both looked to the sky, as it the very clouds were swirling and rolling, lighting bolts firing down, and the roll of thunder.

King Henry suddenly got a very bad feeling about this.

“REGROUP…gather all your men together!” The King roared, but Ira suddenly placed a hand on his brother’s shoulder and said. “How well guarded was the Castle when we left?” He more or less was asking a very obvious question. Why would the King of Brax order a retreat when his forces were winning? What was the vulture carrying in its talons? Where had the witches been? The penny started to drop.

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“METIA!”

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Re: (RP) The War of Demons and Angels.
December 14, 2013 09:14AM
Angel & Fae Encampment

Like thieves in the night, the demon armies snuck in a laid waste to more faes and angels, leaving numerous dead and even more injured then previously before. Dathon had fought at his Lord’s side, Klaus coming into his own as the three of them slaughtered any evil that came their way.

Soon enough came the call for the demons to retreat and they left as quickly as they came.

Dathon was breathing heavily as he watched them retreat.

“Why did they leave?” he wondered.

Before anyone could answer, the air shimmered before them as if caught in some type of heat shimmer. Dathon raised his sword, ready for anything. A moment later, Philippe appeared before them. Dathon jumped back in fright. “What evil trickery is this?” he demanded.

“Be at peace, Dathon of Broughton. I mean you no harm.” Philippe stated, standing proudly before them. “I seek the one known as Sirus, Heir of Laegess. It is a matter of grave importance.”

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Re: (RP) The War of Demons and Angels.
December 14, 2013 12:53PM
The Battlefield Near the King (epic sick fail x.x)

Lucan around the corner at Haven Castle before closing his eyes tightly. He willed himself to dematerialize into thin air, something he had only recently been training himself to do.

Sure enough, he slowly began to appear on the battlefield with the king only a few feet away. His studies seemed to have gotten him this far well enough. Looking around cautiously, the young warlock too everything in. Fallen men from both sides were scattered around him…but the demons seemed to be retreating. He knew oh too well why this was so.

Stepping forward, he cleared his throat before bowing his head reverently towards his grandfather. “Your grace…I bring you grave news.” As he walked closer, he spoke clearly “The Queen and Princess Tempest have been taken by witches from the Brax Kingdom. Rashna and my mother were helpless to fight against their magic.”

He was about to continue when a demon flying above on a vicious looking falcon shot an arrow at the unarmed boy. It pierced his chest dangerously close to his heart, and the wound was fatal. Sinking to his knees slowly, Lucan spluttered blood down his chin as a shaky hand reached up to curl around the arrow. His green eyes that mirrored his mother’s looked up towards the king. He struggled to breath before he managed to hoarsely whisper “Please…my mother….she is alone. Please don’t let her die too.” With that, he slumped forward as his life escaped his limp body.

(it’s kinda a bleh post but I was tearing up when I wrote it ._.)

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December 14, 2013 05:39PM
Angel & Fae Encampment

Sirus was standing in behind Dathan, when the great dragon arrived and spoke with an authoritarian tone, asking for the one known as Sirus, Heir of Laegess. Sirus stepped forward, and then bowed before the majestic dragon, in awe of its size and majesty. The Prince wondered what exactly a dragon would seek him out for on the battlefields of the war against Demons, and quirked his brow as he waited for a response from the Dragon. Sirus tried to calm Dathon, who was upset by the arrival of the dragon, so close to them after the dawn raid, and he had good reason to be suspicious. Klaus hung back a bit, timid of the scaled giant.

“I am Sirus of the Laegess, what do you seek from me, noble creature?”

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What could he possibly wish to speak to the Fae Prince about?

The Battlefield Near the King

King Henry was shocked to see the arrival of Lucan on the battlefields, but more so by his news.

Your grace…I bring you grave news.” As he walked closer, he spoke clearly “The Queen and Princess Tempest have been taken by witches from the Brax Kingdom. Rashna and my mother were helpless to fight against their magic.” 

the King’s face was stricken, as the boy retold the news that the witches had kidnapped the Queen and Tempest, whilst the war on the battlefield raged. A ploy known to many with cunning, but the King had totally overlooked this dangerous window of opportunity for the Brax.

“Metia…Tempest…” He said their names again and again, when suddenly a falcon shot struck the young Prince Lucan down. He collapsed right before the King, and the King scooped him up as he said his dying words.

“Please…my mother….she is alone. Please don’t let her die too.” With that, Lucan took his final breath, and the King placed a finger over each eye, drawing his lids closed. The King let out a god awful howl, as he rocked back and forth, holding his grandson, as Ira looked on almost helplessly.

“Brother…we must return to Haven, and see what happened, then we make a mission to retrieve our Queen and Princess from those bastards.”

The King was gritting his teeth, incensed by the low level tactics employed by the Brax.

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“Mark my words…they will pay for this!”

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Re: (RP) The War of Demons and Angels.
December 14, 2013 09:09PM
Angel & Fae Encampment

Philippe watched the younger blonde man step forward and bowed to him.

“I am Sirus of the Laegess, what do you seek from me, noble creature?” 

Despite the seriousness of the situation, Philippe couldn’t help but chuckle, great rumbling laughs that echoed across the plains. Angel and Fae alike all paused in their tracks upon seeing a dragon in their midsts.

“I am but a humble servant to the whims of Fate and Destiny. Noble? For I am no more Noble then you, Child of Night.” Philippe spoke. “As to why I have sought you out…one I hold dear to my heart is in great danger. Fair of Hair, Fair of Face. Hidden away where I cannot go. To be sacrificed for her soul.” Philippe closed his large yellow eyes and brought up the words he was told.

Child of Night and of Day
Whispers upon the wind doth say
Shall she pass from within the realm she dwell
All shall be lost to the flames of Hell.

One doth come, dark of Night
Upon his steed of purest white
Rescue doth maiden, two worlds of faire
Fae, Angel, Demon, realms do share.

Opening his eyes, he seemed to pierce Sirus with their light. “You are the Child of Night. And it is you and only you that may save the life of Tempest of Brax. Heed these words I have spoken, Sirus of Laegess. For your Fates are intertwined. She shall be your equal and you shall be a true leader of your People.”

Message delivered, Philippe vanished as silently as he had arrived. Dathon stared at the large dragon footprints embedded into the earth, the only proof that Philippe had even been there. He looked a Sirus.

“Your Highness…what is your desire?” Dathon questioned.

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December 15, 2013 03:56AM
Angel & Fae Encampment


Child of Night and of Day
Whispers upon the wind doth say
Shall she pass from within the realm she dwell
All shall be lost to the flames of Hell.

One doth come, dark of Night
Upon his steed of purest white
Rescue doth maiden, two worlds of faire
Fae, Angel, Demon, realms do share. 

The dragon opened his eyes, and then met with Sirus’s, locked in their gaze, as between them a light did pass. Understanding in full of the prophecy that had been foretold. Sirus was frozen in his place, as the dragon spoke of his request, the dire need to save the Princess of Brax was now in the hands of the young Prince.

“You are the Child of Night. And it is you and only you that may save the life of Tempest of Brax. Heed these words I have spoken, Sirus of Laegess. For your Fates are intertwined. She shall be your equal and you shall be a true leader of your People.” 

At this, the massive dragon seemed to evaporate, his image vanishing from view, leaving only behind the great foot prints of where he had stood. Klaus popped his head out from behind Dathon, and asked. “Is it safe now?” Clearly it was, for Dathon asked of the Prince.

“Your Highness…what is your desire?” 

“We ride on to the Night lands, and find the Princess Tempest. But I shall need a horse.”

At this, as though the Gods themselves had heard the Prince’s request, a blast of light in the battlefield, amongst the dead soldiers, had a vision of a white horse, that was galloping in slow motion through the field. Its mane was long and flowing, as was its tail. Eyes of black sought out the one that would ride it. Slowly Sirus walked towards the horse, as it came into the camp and then drew up in front of the Prince, pawing at the ground with its front right hoof. It was the horse of the prophecy. Sirus glanced back over his shoulder, as he patted the horse’s neck and asked of Klaus. “I need a saddle, and bridle, now.”

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Klaus didn’t need to be told twice, and quickly scampered back to their tent to get what was requested. Sirus turned his attention to Dathon and said.

“Take my horse, and with Klaus, the three of us will go and find the Princess…and bring her home.”

Klaus came back with the saddle, and with Sirus assisting, they got the white horse ready for the ride, as many Knights were getting ready to return to the Castle lands of Vaas. The King and Ira had already began their journey back, after many a pyre was lit for the dead.

Two royals, a King and a Prince, to go in different directions, to save the women they love.

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(thread change to Nightlands for Sirus and Klaus.)

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The War of Angels and Demons (1) – The Blood of Kings.

15 Sunday Dec 2013

Posted by charlottecarrendar in The War of Demons and Angels.

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December 01, 2013 06:03PM
Galain’s movements where crisp and clean as his blade clove through troll and orc alike while his eyes burned with righteous fury. Then with a swift motion Galian would spread his wings outward and bellow to the skies. “FOR HOUSE CASTERLY!” No sooner had he uttered his warcry would the veteran angel blast into the skies without a sound. Once he was Airborne he would set a course for the flying warmongers of House brax. As he flew on this collision course Galain’s body would begin to glow slightly before it faded and his blade began to radiate a holy aura while the wings of the arch angel beat furiously propelling him through the air at ever greater speeds. Then he was amongst the flying demonic beings reaping a heavy toll as his armor warded off blow after blow. Galain would then grunt in pain as a blade came arcing down and gauged his right eye in half rendering him half blind before he entered a steep nose dive aimed directly at the ground which several of the flyers entered in hot pursuit of the wounded angel. As he plummeted towards the ground he would mutter to himself as he smiled slightly. “That’s it come on that’s it…” over and over as he arrowed towards the earth at a blistering rate. At a five hundred feet he would come out of his dive and arrow off to the left. As he raced over the army headed towards the angelic battle lines he would smirk noting all of his pursuers had misjudged the pull out and met their rather grisly deaths as they slammed into the ground with muffled thunks. Once over and past the battle lines the veteran angel would land in front of the medic’s tent before taking off his war weary helmet and walking into the tent. Once inside he would wait patiently before being adressed by one of the medic’s there. “Let me see that eye Milord it may not be too late to save it…” Then with a muttered incantation Galain’s eye would reknit itself and his vision would be restored. Then with a nod the veteran angel would duck out of the tent before placing his helmet back on and taking flight once more. This time he was headed for magnus and the warlocks positioned directly behind the trolls and orcs.

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December 08, 2013 02:47PM
Behind Enemy Lines

Dathon had gathered the armies of his Queen and led the charge to the current battle. Although the armies of Laegess were vast, Dathon was wise to leave 20,000 legions behind to defend his homeland. When others of their land heard of Dathon’s mission, they offered their services as well. Who knew if these dark creatures, having satisfied their dark lusts upon the angels, would then turn to the Fae and wreak their havoc?

And so…Fae Men, both young and old, powerful in their own right, marched with the Queen’s Armies into war.

They arrived upon the hill overlooking a grisly scene. Demons were slaughtering Angels left and right and those pure souls looked gravely outnumbered. Dathon’s keen eyes spotted Sirus as he hacked his way through a wall of Orc fighters.

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He withdrew his sword and took up his shield.

“PROTECT THE PRINCE! FOR THE HONOR OF LAEGESS!” he shouted.

“FOR HONOR!” came the dozens of shouts behind him. With a roar, the armies of Laegess entered the fray.

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December 09, 2013 07:53PM
The beats of the Galains wings filled the air as he sped towards the warlocks with ever increasing velocity and rage. He would not allow such dastardly deeds to go unfettered if he had a say in the matter and then with a soft crack long the runes etched on Galains skin would blaze into full visibility where as they where normally unseen and dormant. With the runes etching his skin in full effect he would snarl as his grip tightened on the edge of justice and his trusty shield the bulwark of justice. Each of the four runes signified a blessing that consecrated his very soul. The first rune that came into its full luminous glow was the rune of clarity meaning he was granted the sight of a hawk and an increased resistance to poisons. The second rune that came into view granted him a temporary boost in strength and agility. The final two runes upon his body where of clairvoyance meaning his stamina had been increased and he felt refreshed and finally the last rune was the most deadly. The reason why as it allowed him to literally become an avenging angel of death that was his namesake. At once the clouds rolled in over the battlefield and a torrential downpour began to fall as Galains wings changed from a pure white to a coal black coloring. His armor soon followed suit even though it was caked with the gore and ichor of countless slain demons and other denizens of the dark. Finally his weapons became tainted black and exuded the very essence of death itself. the avenging angel then landed with a bone rattling hiss before looking at the stunned warlocks. “Preapre to meet your maker…..heathens….” Was all that was uttered before Galain fell upon them with a fury unseen before. In a matter of moments all of the warlocks where dead or dying as Galain spoke with that same bone rattling hiss from before. “Let this be your last chance dabbling in the dark arts…” Then with the warlocks disposed of and their spell broken the avenging angel would fall upon the orcs and trolls with an eerie silence that unnerved even the angels. Soon enough though Galain would walk from the battlefield after slaughtering regiment after regiment of trolls and orcs. No sooner had he walked from the battlefield would the runes fade causing him to double over in pain before falling to one knee gasping for air while the seraphim seemed to have changed forever more. Though was this change for better or for worse? Only time will tell….

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December 10, 2013 09:50AM
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Brandon watched without moving as the warlocks where slaughtered by the lone avenging angel before the angel fell back to the angelic camp. Once the angel had gotten back to the camp the king would chuckle softly as his aura drove the trolls and Orc’s deeper into a bloodlust spurring them to fight on no matter how many of them fell to the angel’s blades. With a uttered warcry the King would steer his steed wrath towards the thickest fighting between his horde of denizens of the dark and the forces of house casterly. Brandon would then dismount his horse before slowly striding towards the fighting after riding to its edge. Almost at once he would be mobbed by the angels seeking to end this war once and for all as he grinned beneath the helmet of his armor. With his trusty broadsword in hand he would parry a trio of angelic blades before cutting the three angels in half with one clean stroke. Then Brandon would proceed deeper into the fighting slaughtering any angel he came across before roaring a triumphant and dark warcry before turning and making his way back to his steed wrath. Brandon would then proceed to mount wrath before thundering off to the left flank where the angels where about to break through. Once he had arrived at the left flank he would steer wrath directly towards the angels while raising his broadsword high into the air with a second warcry. As he thundered through the angelic forces he would reap a heavy toll of death and destruction. With each pass through the angelic forces the sorely pressed demons would grow emboldened by their leader’s fearlessness and charge the now retreat angels and completely slaughtering what remained of them. With the threat dealt with Brandon would ride off to a ridge to surveil the battlefield before grunting softly as he took a reprieve from the fighting for the moment. It might have seemed Brandon was staying out of the fight for the moment but in fact he was looking for an opening to fully break the angelic forces spirit and he was sure that it would present itself soon enough. True Brandon was a warmonger but nothing gave him more satisfaction then to watch the forces of casterly freeze in terror when he seized the opening they had given him. “Ah the sounds of war are music to my ears…” Brandon whispered to himself before turning as the Laegess forces entered the fray. “Well well well seems we have more to slaughter seeing as another house has come to Casterly’s aide…but alas they will all be slaughtered none the less…” He then sighed gently while mounting his horse before bellowing out for all to hear within his massive horde. “DEATH TO HOUSE CASTERLY AND ITS ALLIES!!!” With that being said Brandon would steer wrath directly towards the unknown force seemingly coming to casterly’s aide before raising his broadsword high into the air. As he did this a flying wedge of demonic horsemen formed behind their king as they all charged head long towards the unknown force.Then with a loud resounding crash the flying wedge slammed into the forces lines reaping a heavy toll of death and destruction in one fell swoop before they wheeled around and came back through the lines with a second resounding crash of metal on metal reaping yet another toll of death and destruction at the cost of two horsemen. Though on their second pass they did not loop around but instead galloped away as the king bellowed. “ARCHER’S READY YOUR BOWS!!!” As one the demonic archers readied their bows and loosed a total of four volleys of poisoned arrows. Each arrow was poisoned with a potent coagulant meant to make the blood of the victim clot and slow until they died of an induced heart attack. Though the other two volleys where of flaming arrows dipped in pitch and light with a brazier. The arrows while in flight would blot out the sun so great was their volume.

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December 10, 2013 04:54PM
Dathon lead the armies of Laegess toward the force that was now moving in their direction and with a crash of shield and steel, blood was spilled on both sides.

Dathon gave a yell as he sliced through a dew trolls with his sword, screaming in rage as he fought to get close to Sirus. He made a promise to his mother to keep her son safe and he would give his own life to ensure this happened.

The cries and screams of death reached his ears as the evil forces slammed through the Faes before sweeping around for a second pass. Dathon watched as a few of the townspeople who’d come with thim took out a large giant before they were swept under the hooves of horses. He said a blessing for their safe passing into their next lives before he returned his attention to the matter at hand.

Again, the evil decimated another few fighters but did not circle for a third pass. Dathon worried for a moment before he discovered why.

He heard the yell of the leader on horseback. “ARCHER’S READY YOUR BOWS!!!”

Dathon turned to his own forces. “GATHER, CENTER!” he shouted. Laegessians who were still able to fight instantly responded, forming one gigantic circle, shields at the ready as they stood over the injured at their feet.

The arrows were let loose and they swarmed the sky, darker than the storm clouds over their heads.

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“SHIELDS!” Dathon called. As one, the metallic shields were raised and before the arrows could find their marks, a large blue glow lit each shield in an unearthly light. With so many shields shoved together and so many lights forming, this effectively protected the Faes and the flying arrows bounced away as their combined Fae powers formed a very powerful protection against the deadly arrows.

Once the arrow storm had passed, the shields were lowered and each Fae stood proudly, eyes aglow with the unnatural blue light. Swords were raised high and Dathon shouted to one and all.

“LET THEM FEEL THE FULL FORCE OF OUR WRATH!”

As one, the swords were lowered and by the thousands, bolts of light flew from the swords, slamming into orcs, trolls, vampires and unearthly creatures in their paths. The screams of the dying demons of evil were music to the Faes ears and vastly cut down the evil army.

“CHARGE!” Dathon cried. As one, the Laegessian armies returned to battle once more.

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Re: (RP) The War of Demons and Angels.
December 10, 2013 07:19PM
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Calypso, Winona, and Lucius fought blindly and separately, and had not seen one or the other, nor any of their more well acquainted comrades since the actual battle had begun. Suddenly, it seemed the angels were being forced back, the army of Brax advancing monstrously (no pun intended). Winona had still held hope, until she heard the cry from the enemy’s lines. She cried out more so to alarm both her opponents and her allies, but the noise was lost among the roars of the enemy and the screams of the wounded. Calypso heard as well, and immediately went in search of the King, still hacking at orcs and demons. She’d yet to actually kill one as far as she knew, but she didn’t have time to focus on dealing fatal blows. Being female and an angel drew the demons to her like moths to a light, and she could not give her life to defeat a simple foot soldier. No, she would not sacrifice herself unless it would save someone who mattered, or defeat an important opponent. She wanted her death to mean something, to turn the tide. She owed that to the House of Casterly, and she owed ever more to Sir Wayne. She heard a yell from somewhere, and linked the voice to Lucius, who had said something along the lines of get down. She did as she was told, but kept moving, hacking at knees and shins and ankles, when suddenly the enemy bodies in her immediate vicinity were simply… gone. She tried to yell something at Lucius when she felt it. It wasn’t fatal, but the arrow was painfully lodged through her thigh. Her yell turned into a cry of pain, but she kept moving as best she could, ignoring the offers of help from knights and yet another yell from Lucius. She resolved that she could no longer function on her injury, she spread her wings and took flight, her eyes scanning for her king. Her face took on a look of distress as she searched, unable to identify anything other than the differences between Brax men and Casterly men.

Meanwhile, Winona was somehow forced to cower behind her house’s protective shield. Though cowering was hardly what she was doing. She was trying to find Dathon among them, but she couldn’t see anything but backs. Funny. She always seemed to run into the man when the last person she wanted to see was him, but she couldn’t bloody find him on a battlefield for the sake of the battle.

And as if the new troubles were not enough, the light shining up from his brother’s hideaway in the mountains was frightening Lucius. Karena had it. His Queen needed it. He hesitated, but finally concentrated on transporting the Angel noblelady back to the castle. Little did he know that was the last place she should be.

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Re: (RP) The War of Demons and Angels.
December 11, 2013 03:47PM
King Brandon snarled to himself as he wheeled around with his flying wedge of horsemen for a third pass as a massive pylon of demons, orcs and trolls along with other denizens of the night formed up behind the flying wedge of horsemen and their armor clad king. As The demon King Brandon led his men against the allies of Casterly the aura exuded from his body drove the mass of bodies behind him further into their bloodcraze to the point where their eye’s became blacker then black. All the while the Brax archer’s where readying another volley of blood coagulant poisoned arrows to be loosed at the angels this time. Then with a resounding crash Brandon’s horsemen would smash into the Fae forces at full gallop before dismounting and falling upon the fae with a brutal savagery that was unrivaled. No matter how many demons and others fell to the blades of the fae they kept fighting taking three fae’s with them for every demon and troll as well as orc that fell. It was clear the demon’s where falling in ever greater numbers as Brandon moved into the thickest part of the fighting swinging his massive broadsword with roars that seemed to make the fae around him quake in fear and terror. Brandon’s movements where clean and crisp in their execution sometimes taking two or three fae into the after life at a time as they swarmed him and tried to bring him down. If anything Brandon was carving a path of death and destruction through the fae army as he fought harder then he ever had. It was true the demons where now sorely pressed but he knew they had the numbers to win through attrition if it came to that. The fighting between Brandon’s forces and those of the fae lasted all day before the demons disengaged for the night having severely mauled the fae’s lines through savage and frenzied combat. Once Brandon was clear of the fae forces he would lope towards the hill he was on previously while holding his blood caked broadsword over his left shoulder. “The fae have entered the war on the side of the angels….i wonder why….” Brandon would mutter himself before shrugging in his plate armor that was literally caked in the blood and gore of fallen fae. As Brandon walked the whistling of arrows would fill the sunset before they blotted out the night sky and descended upon the angels without mercy. Though most of the angels managed to take cover under their shields as they left the battlefield for the night..

Galain Nydale

Galain slowly stood from his kneeling position as he sighed softly knowing that he rarely if ever called upon the runes as he had done to slaughter the warlocks. The veteran angel then made his way towards his tent before being stopped by a diminutive goblin like creature. “what do you want?” The goblin like creature only smiled as he pulled a covered cage behind him before speaking with a reedy tone. “You want prize yes? only two hundred gold yes?” At that statement Galain merely raised a brow before speaking with a gruff tone. “Show me what’s covered first then i might be persuaded to pay up…” As Galain finished his sentence the goblin like creature shrugged and pulled off the cloth covering to reveal some sort of feline with grey eyes and a solid white fur with the occasional black check on her sides. “Where did you find this feline??” Galain would ask calmly as he reached for the gold pouch before tossing it to the goblin like creature who caught in midair while answering. “Mountains yes? She likes cold.” He would state simply before leaving the massive cage with the horse sized leopard within. Galain would shrug before plucking a feather from his left wing causing it to wither and become a black leather collar for the leopard. Now that Galain had purchased her from the trader he would open the cage and step into the cage before wrapping the black leather collar around her neck. Once he had her collared for all to see he would walk from the cage and towards his tent before speaking softly with a kind tone. “Lets get you washed up and dressed you look terrible from the way the trader has been treating you..” Apparently it had taken this feline to bring out the kindness and warmth once thought lost by Galain Nydale and he offered a kind smile as he spoke again. “Don’t worry I won’t hurt you at all.”

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Re: (RP) The War of Demons and Angels.
December 11, 2013 04:38PM
-The long trip had been spent in darkness for the girl. She had some time shifted, like many other times, in hopes of escaping the cell she was kept in at all times. Her slave masters had never actually been hands on with her, just poked and prodded with sharp sticks and denied her food and water to train her in the way they wanted.

Was the leopard really so much scarier than the wolf, all she had wanted to do was crush their skulls in her jaws, just once, was that so bad. The cage had stopped, the goblin had informed her earlier that she was going to get a special treat today, and it appeared she was about to get that treat. She heard him talking, to a man most likely. She could hear the sounds of battle all around and off in the distance resonating with her beast. She wished she had remained higher in the mountains far out of reach just like her mother had instructed her the day she made her first kill.

She heard voices, the goblin was speaking to someone again, she leaned closer towards the bars listening going as still as she could. “You want prize yes? Only two hundred gold yes?” spoke the goblin. She chuffed, was that really all she was worth. The man responded his voice was low to her ears, rough so to speak. She stepped back, knowing that the goblin would reveal her soon, she decided, that it was best to remain in her feline form, make her scarier looking, yes that was the idea. She puffed up arched her back and struck a pose.

“Show me what’s covered first then I might be persuaded to pay up…”

The curtain fell away landing beside the cage in a pool of fabric, a gentle breeze blew by and she turned her nose to the scents carried with it. She stared at the man that seemed without much thought tossed the pouch of gold towards the goblin. Who accepted it with the same greedy light he stared at her with all the time.

“Where did you find this feline??” the man asked…he was an angel, she could see that now. What sort of mess might she have gotten herself into she wondered. “Mountains yes? She likes cold.” The goblin responded as he wondered away. Ha! Damn goblins stuck her in a sauna to make her more compliant! At least he left her with that much of a kind parting gift.

The man pulled a feather from his wings and it shaped itself into a collar. He entered her little cage that never felt big enough for all of her size in were form. She remained still, allowing this angel to brand her with the collar around her neck; she knew it wouldn’t last long. He stepped away leaving the cage open for her.

“Let’s get you washed up and dressed you look terrible from the way the trader has been treating you..” he commanded…hmm did he perhaps already know…she didn’t think so…not many knew she…or what she was existed. But he wasn’t finished talking “Don’t worry I won’t hurt you at all.”

She tilted the feline head and watched his retreating back, no; he might not now, but maybe later. She snarled baring her large fangs and leaped from the cage sending it reeling back by the force of her departure. She didn’t follow him though, she remained still watching.

The leopard body contorted, and she made a sharp mewling sound. Muscle rippled and the fur seemed to melt away. Bone snapped and popped and looked like it was moving underneath her skin. Her form was reshaping right before their eyes becoming smaller more compact until all that remained was a small woman on the ground curled into fetal position.

As the pain eased she stood on shaking legs, nude with a dark olive skin tone, her black hair fell around her shoulders like black satin and circled her body ending just below her hips in ragged edges. She stared forward with the same pale grey eyes of the snow leopard, glittering and just as deadly. His collar hung loose around her neck it meant for a much larger beast.
She smiled softly, and spoke forcing the words out of her dry throat. “not beast, Nimha, Name Nimha, I am Changeling Breed,” –

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Re: (RP) The War of Demons and Angels.
December 12, 2013 06:18AM
Battlefield

Once more, the evil armies slashed and hacked through the ranks of Faes, cutting down all within their path and leaving destruction and death in their wake. The horde began to thin out, signaling an end to the festivities for the moment to allow both sides to assess their dead and wounded, and to recoup. Soon the battle would wage once more, but for now, rest was needed and injuries had to be tended to before they could fester.

It was then Dathon spotted Sirus and ran to his side.

“My Lord! It is good to see you alive and well!” Dathon exclaimed, bowing at the heir’s feet. There was a large bruise forming at his temple were he’d been caught by the hilt of a sword but other than that, Dathon looked as if he could go a few more rounds. He stared upon Sirus, proud of the way the young man was still standing. It had been Dathon himself who’d taught Sirus the ways of battle and he cared for the boy as if he were his own. To see him alive and relatively unharmed did his heart good.

If Dathon died this day, he would do so with a glad heart, knowing the Kingdom of Laegess would be in good hands when Sirus took the crown.

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Re: (RP) The War of Demons and Angels.
December 12, 2013 06:51AM
Battlefield

The causalities on both sides was beyond measure, and the end of the days fighting brought with it the chance to take care of those that had been dismembered, the sick and the dying. Row upon row of tents lined the edge of the forest, and the return of the Knights was met with worried cries, and shouts from their squires and serfs. Fewer men were to be returning to their families, and already there were pyres burning, for those that would never be going home. King Henry, caked in blood and with damaged wings, rode his horse back into camp, followed by his brother Ira. Many were thankful that the King had survived to this point, and it gave them hope. The King was the shining light of the nation, and yet here he was, ready to die for that same people. His personal staff rushed out, and the King dismounted from his horse, which was led away to be cared for, as Ira followed suit. He had a huge gash on his forehead, and blood splatter along the right side of his face. He was no stranger to war and knew that this was one that had to be won. The two thrones entered their tent, the flap falling down behind, concealing them from view, as the royal order of Knights followed their King, riding on mass, and this brought out Gerald and Estelle from their tent.

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“SIR WAYNE…SIR REGINALD!” Both were sights for sore eyes. Estelle gazed up at Sir Wayne with tearful eyes, and he got down off the horse, and before she could stop herself, she embraced him. Smiling softly he patted her back, before letting her go.

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“Please, get us food and drink. We cannot win a war on empty stomachs.” Sir Wayne said, as Reginald collapsed down on a fallen log, and started to breath heavily. He looked up at Sir Wayne and said. “I just hope we get reinforcements. They got us on the back foot, even with the help of the Fae.”

Estelle quickly started to serve up stew she had made, preparing it in wooden bowls, before handing a meal to each of the Knights. She was just grateful that both were still alive. Especially Sir Wayne.

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“We must have faith, Reg. Evil may have had the upper hand today…but tomorrow is a new day.” Sir Wayne said, taking a spoon full of stew, and eating it heartily.

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Sirus knelt beside Dathon, and stared at him incredulously. He could hardly believe that the Fae army of the Laegess had joined in the war against the Brax. And here was his most trusted friend, sporting an egg like bruise on his forehead..

“You need that looked at.” Sirus said, whistling for some of the Fae squires and helpers to come and tend to Dathon, who did look like he could go a few rounds, but it was better to make sure he was fit for the following day.

All around them, was like a mini city of tents, with so many running to care for those returning from the battle fields. Those that were discussing tactics for the dawn of tomorrow. Sirus, had one wish. To make it home, to see Tempest again.

He clasped Dathon’s hand in his and made a vow. “We will bring honor to the Laegess, and win this war for all angels and fae alike.”

Seemed the Prince had grown up a tad, being a part of the Angel army.

Klaus finally rode in from the battle, on his massive Clydesdale. He looked battle hardened, and determined, as he awkwardly slid off the giant horse.

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“M’lord Sirus….Dathan?” Klaus was shocked to see, him, but mighty impressed.

“Just…so you know, it was not my idea to join the war…just in case the Queen is looking to make someone pay the penalty for leading the Prince into danger.”

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Re: (RP) The War of Demons and Angels.
December 12, 2013 02:00PM
Galain Nydale

The veteran angel merely raised a brow before walking back to Nimha as she shifted from her leopard form and into her human form. He then sighed softly and nodded slowly before picking her up in his arms and carrying her to his tent where he gently deposited her in the wash basin before he set about scrubbing her clean of all grime and dirt. Once he had her cleaned he would help her out of the wash basin and begin to towel her dry before handing her a set of leather pants and a tunic. As soon as he as given her the clothing he would walk from the tent before waiting for her to dress as he sighed gently. “She’s unique and i must win her over and get her to trust me…but how..” He then spoke softly as he parted the tent flap. “I’m coming back in now Nimha…” He would then walk back into the tent before smiling gently as he marveled her beautiful form and nodded his liking to her attire. “You look wonderful Lady Nimha.” He would state softly as he kept his eyes locked with hers though instead of their normal cold they where warm and welcoming as he tried to win her over through acts of kindness and love. Though she was dressed she seemed thin and weak clearly in need of some food thought Galain. Without a sound Galain reached forward and tapped the collar not once but twice placing an enchantment upon it so that it would shift along with her shifting should she decide to shift forms again before it shrank until it fit snugly around her neck. Then Galain would peek out of the tent before taking Nimha’s hand and gently pulling her along with him to a table where the other knights where gather before he sat down and patted the spot next to him hoping she would take the proffered seat and have something to eat which she undoubtedly needed.

King Brandon

Brandon’s army moved from the fields of battle leaving the dead as they lay though they collected their wounded and brought them back for medical ministrations. As the night progressed though Brandon sat by the edge of the roaring fire staring it its depths contemplatively. If the demons knew anything about their king it was that when he was brooding and grinning like he was there was sure to be hell on the morrow. At the moment though Brandon had withdrawn his aura of bloodlust so that his warriors and horde could grab some much needed rest. Each tent that was risen was made from animal hides and looked much like a tepee. Though instead of being plain each tent was decorated with trophies to indicate how many angels and fae each warrior had slain but by far the kings was the most elaborate of them all. From countless campaigns and warmongering throughout the lands he had accrued quite the collection of trophies. As the fire began to smolder Brandon turned and cast his eyes towards the angelic armies camp before grinning as he entered his tent to sleep for the night. Several hours later Brandon awoke at the crack of dawn before rousing his men from their sleep with his aura rolling over them like a sea of rage and completely consuming them. With the rustle of countless tents being vacated and the sounds of demons and all alike suiting up for war filling the camp Brandon grinned to himself while whispering softly. “Its time for an early morning wake up call for Casterly and its allies…” Then with a grunt he moved from his tent suited in his armor plate before taking a legion of men and grinning a blood chilling grin. Silently the demons crept down the hill and towards Casterly and its allies camp. Though before long the sentries where dead thanks to arrows through the skull killing them outright. In a sudden burst of sound and motion Brandon moved across the clearing with his broadsword raised high bellowing. “DEATH TO HOUSE CASTERLY AND ITS ALLIES!!!” No sooner had Brandon bellowed that would his legion be hot on his heels as they rushed right into the camp slaughtering all within sight and torching tent after tent. As Brandon cut down knight after knight he would chuckle as his men fell upon the startled fae and angel alike with a savage fury while the king of Brax thought to himself. “Time to wake up and find death Casterly and your allies…” Then once the angel and fae forces began to gather in cohesion would Brandon snort knowing they would always watch the shadows now and this was what he wanted….House Casterly’s army always edgy and sleep deprived which would weaken their moral over time and their will to fight this war through to the end.

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Re: (RP) The War of Demons and Angels.
December 12, 2013 03:23PM
-Nimha waited trying to judge what the angel’s reaction would be to seeing a were-cat, for lack of a better term. She was a werewolf, in every way no matter how you looked at it, she just didn’t turn into a wolf.

He sighed and approached her. His arms reaching out to grab her she tittered backwards a bit, ready to run. But his hands already circled her form and were lifting her frail body into his arms. She let out a very feline snarl baring her currently human teeth at him.

Mortified that he was even trying to be kind she gave him a few closed fisted swats against his chest and whatever else was in her path even kicking. Then he had the audacity do the one thing that would make a cat hate you for generations to come, he dropped her into a basin of water! Well she exaggerated a little bit on her anger, because after a while wading through rivers only cleaned away so much dirt, and she would have to live in the river to clean away the spunk of the trader’s camp.

She didn’t make it easy though, she would snap her teeth at fingers that got too close to…areas…even a slap or two to the facial region. He was foolish enough to try it, he better have been prepared! He had even been so kind to scrub her satin black hair with sweet smelling oil that made her nose itch. Course by that point she had given up fighting him and resorted to blowing bubbles in the water with a I’m-going-to-kill-you-in-your-sleep look on her face.

He seemed satisfied with his task of trying to clean her, and pulled her from the basin water and approached her with a towel, about to dry the water from her body. She stopped that and took the towel from him finished the task herself, but allowed him the privilege of drying her hair. That was a chore all its own.

Ha! Wouldn’t her ‘masters’ be ‘proud’ she didn’t learn a lick of respect as a slave, and she never was, or ever will be one. The angel, who still had not given her a name, which according to ‘lessons’ shouldn’t matter to her anyways, passed her a tunic and leather pants and then turn and left the tent. She arched a brow, the man had just washed her body without her consent…oh but watching her dress would have been disrespectful. A snarl on her lips she shoved her legs into the leather and tugged them up and over her hips fastening them tightly. They were loose on her frame, it would take some time to get her body back to the way it used to. She tugged on the tunic just as she heard his voice and the tent flap opening.

“I’m coming back in now Nimha…” he said.

Like she cared. He smiled at her, it was tender but his eyes told differently what he thought about her, even nodding to himself! “You look wonderful Lady Nimha.”

“No. not. Nimha, only Nimha. Not slave, Not lady, Not none,” she muttered feeling she needed to remind him that her name was just Nimha.

He stared at her, and she stared back. Her gaze wasn’t of awe or interest, but searching, flickering every once in a while as if looking for an opening to dart out of her cage. She could tell what he was doing, he wanted her to trust him, but that would never happen. He be kind now, they always were at first, but then she do something wrong, and they turn cruel.

He came close again and tapped the collar around her neck and it shrank, she squeaked feeling the band snapped to her neck snuggly and she clawed at it. Hissing, she found it was impossible the band wouldn’t even allow her to slip a nail underneath it.

Then he grabbed her hand and yanked her out into the open into the camp of men. She could hear the battle’s had die down for now. The knights gathered at a table where he joined them, patting a seat beside him. People glanced and she wondered how many saw her shift before and what they thought might happen with her. Nothing if she had any say in the matter.

The food though, looked enticing and she timidly approached taking careful steps towards the table as if she was hunting. Her eyes always shifted back and forth from every movement someone made. When It seemed like no one would make a grab or jump for her she approached the table and took handfuls of whatever food was with in her reach but not on someone else’s plate and stuffed her face with it.

She sat there a long time, simply eating and not paying anyone else much interest but for the food in front of her. Not even the ‘master’. But her ears perked then and she looked up, at first it seemed she was looking at the angel, but she wasn’t, she was staring beyond him. Instinct told her something was coming, something dangerous, as of what, she didn’t know.
Then she heard the shouts. She glance at the Angel, she wasn’t stupid, he would find her, but, she wasn’t sticking around for this. She leaped away from the table, almost turning it over from the force of her flight. At a safe distance she looked at the Angel man, and smiled, but it wasn’t a kind smile, it was a challenge so to speak.

“I bend to no one, Nimha is Freedom,” she said over the growing roar of war around them.

Then she turned away slipping past tents and knights while shifting in one fluid motion, muscle and bone snapping and crunching as they slide into new potions in her body. Fur grew along her flesh, like a ripple across water, long white and spotted to end with the large tail of the snow leopard. Then she was gone running from the camp site as fast as her exhausted body could carry her. She was betting on the unannounced chaos of attack would keep him from chasing after her. Not heeding the rough sensation around her neck from the collar that still remained in tack and snuggly in place. –

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Re: (RP) The War of Demons and Angels.
December 13, 2013 03:42AM
On the edge of the battlefield.

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Looking down on the fighting that had once again started up at the crack of dawn, Prince Joffrey Brax, on the back of his mount Scorn, was chuckling beneath his dark helm, eyes of yellow glowering as the scene below had the battle field painted in the blood of angel, fae and demon alike. The Prince could see his father, fighting valiantly with a godly like ability massacring the foe with the might of the Demon lord. Joffrey expected nothing less.

“That’s right Father…cut them down where they stand. Oh how you love this part of the battle, eh?” Behind him, Joffrey had a whole contingent of three hundred of the demon’s finest knights, all pledged their allegiance to the Prince. Why you might ask? Well, let’s just say he is one devious little snake.

To the east, lay the Castle Haven, and this was a defining moment.

“When a King turns his back, he cannot see what is behind him. And that my fellow Knights, is what a snake counts on.”

He drew his sword up into the air, and shouted.

“WE MARCH ON CASTLE HAVEN!”

There was a resounding cheer and roar of approval as his knights did as he, brandishing and waving their swords, as the Prince was about to lead them in to conquer the Castle, right under the noses of both Kings.

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Joffrey grinned to himself, as he sheathed his sword, and the demon cavalry started their push for the border, going around the war camps, so to make entry easier. This was not the plan of the Brax army….oh no. With the vial of the essence of Orion kept beneath his breast plate, Joffrey….had a devilish plan…one that was to shock all, who got in his way.

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Overhead, there was a massive change in the air, as the cry of a loud vulture was heard screaming and squawking. Carrying a cage beneath it, that held in its talons, the Queen of Casterly. Captured by the evil Minerva, consort to the King Brandon. The clouds erupted into flowing seas of blood red mist, as witches by their hundreds flew back from their successful attack on the Haven Castle. If the King were to look to the sky, he would see his beloved and treasured Minerva, her sisters, and bitches of Brax, having performed the perfect rouse. The kidnapping of the Queen. What is a King without his Queen? And what kind of bargaining chip did this make for the war?

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As Minerva flew back after the vulture, she reached for her collar, and rubbed the prized jewel, that linked her mind to that of her King. She whispered the words, for his ears alone.

“The deed is done, My Master, My King. We have the Queen, and shall take her to your chambers, to await her fate. DEATH TO THE CASTERLY IN YOUR NAME!”

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Night Lands Castle (38) – The Blood of Kings.

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December 13, 2013 06:56PM
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The sounds of the doors slowly opening to the Throne room startled its occupants before Brandon himself walked into the room caked in blood and gore with his helmet cupped in the crook of his left arm. He then growled softly before sending a contingent of guards to fetch his queen Rose. Once they had brought Rose in he would speak with a flat deadpan tone. “Rose Brax you are hereby stripped of your crown on charges of adultery and treason. You conspired with others in planning a coupe to take the throne of House Brax for yourself…” The Kings very words would silence the whole throne room before as one the crowds began to exude the very essence of fear itself. When one was brought up on charges of Treason the punishment was usually death in the most prolonged and excruciating way possible usually dissection while being kept alive through it all as every organ was removed and the flesh peeled from their body. Now King Brandon leaned forward until his face was in his former Queen’s face. “I have eyes and ears everywhere bitch….next time remember that….oh wait there won’t be a next time will there?.” With that being said Brandon would gesture for the guards to drag her away to the torture chambers where his torturer resided. Then with a sigh Brandon would rake his hand through his hair before sending for Minerva his Mistress. As he waited he would turn the crown in his armored hands. Once she had arrived he would look over to her with a soft smile before speaking calmly. “Come here Minerva…I have something to bestow upon you…” Brandon would then motion for her to take a seat upon the queens throne before kissing her supple lips lightly and tenderly as he whispered softly. “Welcome home my Queen.” Was all that he whispered into her supple lips before placing the crown of the queen of Brax upon her scalp. Then he would sit beside her and take her hand in his and give a gentle squeeze before he roared for all to hear. “LONG LIVE BRAX!!” After a few moments he would send for the smith he kept on retainer with a dark gleam in his eyes. Once the smith had arrived he would speak plainly. “I need another collar made for our…..house guest….” The last words where spoken with a bit of a strained voice on Brandon’s part as he was half tempted to just up and rekindle their affairs but he wouldn’t do such a thing to Minerva his newly crowned queen. He then looked to Minerva before speaking softly. “Minerva darling do you think you could create a gem that suppresses any and all magic I don’t want our “guest” to get away…?” It was clear that Brandon had designs for Metia and was rearing to act on them. Once the request had been placed the smith would nod as Brandon turned over another sum of gold in a pouch while speaking. “Half in advance and half upon completion…”

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 13, 2013 09:16PM
Corridors of Blackfog Castle

A growing feeling of pride swept through the King’s Mistress, as she waltzed along the corridors of the Castle. She had done her Lord’s bidding, and gained the upper hand, by defeating Tempest and handing her over to her sisters, while at the same time, seizing the Queen of Casterly in a cage made from her King’s own power, via the jewel that glistened within the collar around her neck. Dressed in the finest spider silks, that barely covered her nipples and nether regions, she walked barefoot, with jewels on her anklets and toes. Her hair swept up into a fashionable style, so she looked every bit the King’s consort. Those whom had traveled with her to take the King’s wife, all nodded and smiled as she passed them on her way to the Throne room. One of their own was about to make a rise to the highest station in the land, so the whispers said, that criss crossed the hallowed halls.

From the start, Minerva had a goal, and that was to be Queen, but she took a dark road on this odyssey. At first nothing but a whore to the King’s desires, he found her to be truly unique, and then bestowed upon her a specially made collar, that would bind her to him; protect her from harm, and channel the King’s power through it, to do his bidding. Passionate nights of sexual endeavors found the witch to fall in love with her Demon King, something she could not have foreseen.

Now, a new dawn was rising, and great change was to sweep through the lands.

Reaching the outside of the Throne room, Minerva stopped, as she heard the cries of the Queen, Rose of Brax, for she had been found guilty in the King’s eyes of treason and treachery. A wry grin formed upon MInerva’s supple lips. Oh this was too good to be true. As the Queen was dragged out screaming in protest, Minerva winked at her slyly, before raising her head proudly, to enter as the King ordered. The Court rose to their feet, seeing Minerva return victorious from her mission to kidnap the Queen of Casterly.

With eyes only for the King, green swirling hues locked on his, as she glided down the center line of red carpet that led to his throne. She then lowered down, as she was his submissive and bowed her head in reverence, paying homage to her liege. He then spoke to her…and these words would be forever remembered.

“Come here Minerva…I have something to bestow upon you…”

Minerva rose as she was called, and made her way to the throne just to the side of his. The place of the Queen.

“Welcome home my Queen.” Brandon placed a kiss upon her lips, so soft, yet behind this kiss, you could feel the immense power of the Demon King. Minerva closed her eyes, savouring this moment, and then felt the press of the crown upon her scalp. The King had just made her Queen of the Brax. She whispered unto him. “My lord, My King…I am home.”

She took her place at his side, their hands held showing unity, as the King declared. “LONG LIVE BRAX!!”

All the court joined the call, and repeated the phrase, as Minerva’s eyes glistened. She had achieved her dream, and she was beside the man she loved. Nothing could top this moment. Nothing…..

After he had dealt with the smith, on having a collar made for the newest house guest, he asked Minerva to find and charm a gem that could bind the powers of another. This…was something Minerva could do easily. She gently nodded her head, and said quietly to her King.

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“Before the setting of the blood red sun…your will shall be done, My King.”

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 13, 2013 10:00PM
Brandon nodded his assent before leaning over and kissing his new queen Minerva lightly on the lips while he squeezed her hand yet again. “Best get to it then my queen its quite rude to keep a guest waiting…” Brandon’s words brought a snicker from the crowds within the throne room before he stood up and winked mischievously at Minerva his queen. He then walked from the throne room and into the armories before taking off his blood caked armor to reveal a tunic and set of leather leggings on the verge of rotting away so great was the wear upon the clothing. Brandon then sighed to himself before making his way from the armory and sweeping Minerva from her throne and into his arms bridal style should she allow him to do so. Once he had her in his arms he would walk away with her before kicking the door open to a set of guest chambers where he then proceeded to toss his queen onto the bed with a soft growl of yearning. “The war has left your King in need of desperate attention.” He would whisper softly with a longing smirk before he tore off his tunic revealing the broadly muscled chest beneath it as he slowly sauntered over to the edge of the bed before reaching for Minerva’s left foot and grabbing it to drag her to him as he kissed his way up her leg and into her dress only allowing the subtlest of teases upon her sex. Once he had graced her lower body with the love it deserved he would kiss his way up her stomach to her supple lips once again as he took her hands in his to pin them above her head. Then with a lusting hiss against her ear Brandon began to lower his godly body down atop Minerva’s own. As he lowered himself atop her he would slowly shimmy himself out of his pants to reveal well toned legs and calves. While Brandon proceeded to tease and torture his newly crowned queen he would keep his forest green eyes locked with her own green hues. Within moments Brandon was atop Minerva with her hands pinned above her head and his lips pressed firmly against her supple lips as he sought to wind her tighter then ever before taking her as his Queen for the first time instead of his Mistress. Brandon then used his own legs to coax Minerva’s own shapely legs open before taking his stiff eight inch cock and slowly sliding it between the lips of her sex trying to entice her into begging him to take her and consummate their unity as King and Queen. Should she beg him he would chuckle softly before pulling his hips back and slamming them forward into hers plunging his stiff cock deep into her sex with a loving hiss as he tore her hymen in one swift motion. No sooner had he fully entered his Queen would he grin slowly and begin to pump his thick shaft into her mercilessly and savagely before biting her left nipple lightly at first then with growing pressure. He would suckle her nipple as he bit down upon her supple flesh whilst releasing her hands and tracing her form with rough fingers and tender caresses. As he caressed his way from her head down to her hips then back again he would whisper sweet nothings into her left ear as he continued to pound her. It was clear the war had worn on the King as he seemed to have missed Minerva dearly even though they where connected thanks to the collar she wore. He then rolled onto his back and dragged Minerva atop him before swatting her ass as he growled lovingly. “Ride your King like never before my beloved Queen.”
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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 13, 2013 10:41PM
The Guest chambers

Thoughts of the magical stone needed for the collar that was to be fitted to the Queen of Casterly, was soon blown from her mind, as her King decided he would consummate his relationship with his newly crowned Queen. A light gasp escaped her lips, as he whisked her up into a bridal like carrying hold, and marched triumphantly from the Throne room, to take his dark love down to the bowels of the castle, and to the guest chambers.

His boot kicked open the door, and with great strides he took her to the bed, where he tossed her down upon satin covered sheets. She landed with a light bump and stared up at her love with hypnotic green eyes. She crawled backwards on the bed, as her blonde hair cascaded down her back, loose and free. One of the shoulder straps of her black silks fell down onto her arm, and she was partially exposed, though the lower flap of silk had been brushed aside, showing her naked mound, that was hairless, with a small tattoo of a scorpion. Lustfully, she stared up at her King, as he shed his tunic and revealed rippling abs, that had a small hair line that traveled down below his pants. Minerva chewed her bottom lip in anticipation, like a female leopard, that was about to be attacked.

“The war has left your King in need of desperate attention.” 

“Then I shall tend to my King’s most pressing needs.” Minerva replied, knowing his dominant streak he would seize her and do as he wished, for it was his right as Master and King. More than just a consort now, she still knew her role well, to give all of herself willing to him, so that he may use her body to bring his own peace and pleasure.

The King took her by the foot, and dragged her back to him, his lips then paying service, travelling up the length of her leg to her hot sex, between quivering thighs. Minerva gasped as he hovered over her, and pinned her arms over her head, so that he had her restrained and unable to move from under his hold. At first it was gentle…subtle, then with the speed of a cobra, he forced his swollen head inside her sensual flower. Minerva cried out as her magical hymen was torn, and shred. Blood spurted upon the satin sheets, as he pounded her mercilessly. Her golden hair framed her face, as she turned her head to and fro, begging him to go harder, to push her boundaries and seize her as his own.

Her call went answered, as he turned her over and had her astride him, telling her she was to ride him like never before. The bare breasted Queen did as asked, with her rounded globes slapping down on his thighs, rolling her hips, as she held her arms over her head. Sweet mounds bouncing before her King, with the pink peaks of her nipples standing out and proud. Minerva grinded and then did a series of bounces, that brought sounds of hard skin slapping. She cried out his name over and over, swearing her undying love. Licking her lips, with a serpent like pink tongue, as she gazed down upon him and gave a guttural growl of satisfaction. To her he was her God, and she worshiped him like no other. His thickened meat pushed the insides of her muscular walls, and soon she found them pulsating violently, as she experienced an earth shattering climax, that would have her seep her juices down his balls, and onto the silken sheets below them.

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December 13, 2013 11:16PM
Brandon groaned and bucked in perfect sync with his Queen Minerva driving his thickened meat ever deeper into her before he reached up and yanked her down into a soul stealing kiss as he flipped them over again so that he was atop her with his lips pressed tightly to hers as he took her savagely. Brandon didn’t care that Minerva was a witch or anything else all he cared about was her undying loyalty and love that she had pledged to him. Having heard her words he would hiss his release into her mouth as he flooded her fertile womb with his seed and lay there panting with her locked in his arms. As he lay there with Minerva locked in his arms he would whisper softly into her supple lips. “How about we make this official my lovely Minerva and make you my wife….” As Brandon finished his sentence he would gaze into her eyes before nipping her lower lip and tugging on it affectionately while awaiting her response. While waiting he would smile softly knowing he had left her highly likely if not damned positive to conceive as he raked his hands through her blonde tresses. After a few minutes of laying there he would sit up slowly and move from the bed as he grinned slowly while dressing himself in a form fitting leather tunic that advertised his god worthy chest and legs with a matching tight fitting set of leggings. As soon as he was dressed the smith would come walking in before turning right around upon spotting the naked Minerva as he stuttered. “S…s….s…s…sorry Milord I should have knocked but the collar you requested has been completed and is awaiting the gem to inset.” Brandon merely grunted before he tossed a burlap sack of gold to the smith who caught it before scuttling out of the room leaving the two lover’s alone for the moment. “Minerva my love and queen i want you to put an express order on the gem if you could..we have dallied enough as it is and i would like to properly greet and gift our newest “guest”.” He then cast a longing glance back at his queen and resolved to take her in front of their “guest” as well as possibly do some other things with the guest being a willing participant or not. What did Brandon have planned for the angelic Queen??? Only time will tell.

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Re: [RP] The Blackfog Castle
December 14, 2013 02:22AM
The Guest Chambers

“Minerva my love and queen i want you to put an express order on the gem if you could..we have dallied enough as it is and i would like to properly greet and gift our newest “guest”.

Minerva understood what was required of her, and slowly slid out of the bed, rising to her feet. Still coated well in his seed, and her blood, she sashayed over to a wash basin, and began to sponge herself down, so as to cleanse her skin and be clean before dressing. She knew the King’s eyes were upon her, and she stole glances over her shoulder as she squeezed the water filled sponge over her svelte form.

“I shall attend to it at once, My Love and King.” Minerva uttered, content in the knowledge that not only was it possible he had planted the seed within her for them to conceive, but also that he wished to marry her properly. The attentions he would bestow upon the Angel Queen were to be brutal, to say the least. She represented the House of Casterly, and all of them would pay for the damage they had done to the Family Brax.

Dressing herself in a light gown that happened to be hanging in the closet of this guest room, she excused herself, so she may go work on the jewel to be fitted to the captured captured Queen of Casterly. A stone that would render her unable to exercise her divine powers against the King of Brax. A devious plan, if she did say so herself. Minerva wore the King’s collar, but it was given to her, to protect and channel the King’s powers to do his will. A powerful force, and one that would never be removed from Minerva’s neck.

Minerva glided from the room, still on bare feet, and made her way down to her own chambers, deep within the bowels of the Castle Blackfog. On reaching her own room, she unlocked the door, and entered, still wearing the Queen’s crown, and she caught sight of herself in the mirror, and had to stop and gaze.

“All my dreams…have come true.” She thought to herself, letting her wandering finger touch the very jewels of her crown. Once worn by Queen Rose of Brax, it now belonged to her. She felt like she now had everything. The King’s love, without a doubt. Oh how her body was still trembling from the raunchy bout of sexual pleasure. He consumed her every thought, and she knew she had to snap out of it, to concentrate on the jewel.

Making her way to her potions lab, that she had set up in the corner of the room, she snapped her fingers, causing a candle to burst into life. Minerva went from drawer to drawer searching for a jewel that was not part of any necklace or ring, till finally she found a black opal. Mysterious, and colourful in its own right, she held it up between pinched fingers, and examined it carefully. Pleased that this would be a perfect gem to enchant with her magic, she took down her book of spells, and flicked it open, running her fingers along many a page, till at last she came across the perfect spell. A binding spell. So long as the wearer bore the stone, she would be bound from using her magic to help herself. Grinning broadly, the new Queen set the stone upon a small stand, and then took out a wand that she kept in her lab. Closing her eyes, she started to speak in a voice that was much darker than her own, rocking back and forth, as though she was going into a trance. The stone on the stand quivered and started to rise off the stand, rotating in front of the Queen, who then waved her wand and yelled out.

“Arividante!”

There was a blast of blue light that rocketed out of the wand and then hit the stone, causing it to illuminate and shoot out an aura of majestic colours, before settling back down on the stand, looking normal once more. Minerva opened her eyes, and giggled furiously as she tried to pick up the stone, that was so hot, she dropped it again and blew on her fingers.

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“Oooo hot stuff. What my King wants…my King gets.” Taking out a small black velvet pouch, she placed the hot gemstone inside the pouch and tied it shut. Her work was done, and now she had to take it to the King, so that it may be fitted into the collar, and placed around the neck of the Queen of Casterly.

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Haven Castle – Vaas Plains (11) – The Blood of Kings.

10 Tuesday Dec 2013

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November 19, 2013 12:36PM
Throne Room

Metia keep watching Clarice as the little girl keep on caressing her turtle, once she heard Selene’s words about how it wasn’t easy being a mother, and that Tempest didn’t made things easier for her. Metia just smiled and nodded. Selene sometimes was like that, even tho she was way more obedient than her brother, and of course, than Clarice.
“You were the most quiet and obedient, I ever had.”
Metia told Selene as she thought about the past, when everything was different, when Selene was a little girl, even tho she doesn’t wish all of her past back, lots of problems happen, and that was the phase that Metia had that desire on wanting to take over her husband’s kingdom, and was wicked like hell. But time changed her, or love changed her, she started to love Henry and once he turned the tables, she only felt pain, because she was finally feeling how it is to have somebody ignore her beauty and her existence. Love basically conquers all, well in books it always does.
Soon the subject changed, and now it was about Joffrey, if there was nothing that Selene could do for him, and if Henry would truly kill him.
“OR will Joffrey kill your father?”
Metia replayed Selene with a question and not an answer. She rose her head slowly, and saw somebody else in the throne room, but then her eyes changed to the extreme large window as she looked at the sky.
“I’ve already faced Joffrey’s demon, when you got pregnant. And I felt he was able to do anything to destroy what got in his way.”
Metia was remembering that meeting with Joffrey, that thing even “eat a bit of her”, at least one of her birds, when Metia shifted into dozen birds he ate two or something, luckily for her it only left her some scratches on her true body figure.
“The only thing that stopped him was probably the thought of you. If it is meant to be, he will stop, or either will regret his mistakes. In the end love tends to conquer all.”
Would this really happen? She feared losing her husband, this wasn’t easy for neither of the two them. Both their husbands were going in a war, that maybe one of them would die. Would it be easy for Metia face her daughter if her husband dies? Or will it be easy for Selene face her own father if he kills Joffrey? Life isn’t easy.
“But all we can do now just, wait.”
She finally turned her head to look at her daughter, and showed her some small smile while saying those words. It was the best comfort in words Metia could give.

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November 19, 2013 01:57PM
Throne Room

As her mother admitted that she was the most quiet and obedient child she ever had, Selene couldn’t help but laugh softly. It was true, she had been such a well-behaved child and forever idolized her mother…even to this day. But so much had changed from the day she had met Joffrey for the first time. To reflect on a time when she was so quiet was humorous in a time of sorrow. But soon the conversation steered back to Joffrey, and the princess felt an ache in her chest. She too remembered that horrible time when she felt her fiance had forsaken her. She lay in an inn dying, and she felt like her world was ending. There was no point living if she could not do so with her dark prince. And yet, there was a war waging between her own blood and her one true love. Life was truly cruel.

Love did conquer all as her mother proceeded to state, but could it really stop a war between all that Selene herself loved? Feeling torn and broken, she turned to look at her mother. A war was happening whether they liked it or not. Either Joffrey or Henry would die, and Selene would be heartbroken no matter what. And what if her husband killed her father? Surely her own life would end from the loss. What was going to happen to her baby?

So many negative thoughts swirled around in her mind. But she knew she had to be strong. Tempest was her daughter, her own flesh and blood, born from the very love that the world condemned. Nothing could destroy it. Smiling faintly as she thought of the strength Tempest brought to both families, Selene looked at her mother with tears in her eyes “I just wish my daughter was here to wait with me.”
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It was true. The princess longed for her daughter to be here, as well as her son. But looked at his grieving mother after Tempest had stormed out and had no words. Bowing to his mother and grandmother, he slipped out to find solace in the library.

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November 20, 2013 01:32PM
After Sirus had left, Tempest found herself walking around the castle in a dazed state, her thoughts everywhere at once. She didn’t know what possessed her to kiss the man. She barely knew him for Heaven’s sake. But he’d been kind to her when she was within his mother’s kingdom and she felt as if she owed him a kindness in return.

But when he’d laid hands on her and kissed her like that?

It made her tingle still thinking of it.

She wandered around the unfamiliar halls, watching servants and errant knights run about, doing whatever it was they were supposed to be doing.

She passed the open doors of the castle’s library, taking a quick peek inside. She would have continued down the hall but a familiar head of honey-colored hair caught her attention and she backtracked. Stepping into the library, her steps were light on the flagstones as she approached the figure bent over one of the more heavier tomes.

“Hello, Lucan.” Tempest greeted softly.

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
November 21, 2013 08:28AM
Castle Library

Lucan stood before a vast mapping table, different charts and maps scattered around. In one hand, he held a thick leather book that was filled with different war strategies. His other hand was busy dragging his pointer finger from place to place as if he were coming up with a strategy all his own. He felt utterly useless to his family. The young warlock didn’t know enough to fight, and yet he wished to defend his family just as his grandfather was. So here he was, finding solace if the vast amount of books and maps offered to him.
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When he heard the pleasant sound of his sister’s voice, Lucan glanced up to offer a small smile to his sister. “Hello, Tempest. Do you wish to join me?” One of the castle servants was close by and seemed to have a fondness for the young wizard. When Lucan glanced towards her and reached out for his tankard of mead, she blushed furiously and bowed her head. Despite being born out of wedlock, it seemed Lucan was able to capture respect like a royal. He chuckled softly before looking at Tempest once more as he brought the tankard to his lips “Would you care for some honeymead? It is quite excellent.”

The servant girl walked over and bowed her head politely with a gentle smile, one hand holding the tray with the other gestured towards the mead. As Lucan waited to see if his sister would partake in a drink with him, he searched her face warily. After a moment or two, he asked quietly “Are you as troubled as I am? “ Lucan chose his words carefully. He despised Joffrey himself for what he was doing to his family, but he knew that the prince was still Tempest’s father. He would have to be be respectful.

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
November 21, 2013 12:38PM
Throne Room

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Metia watched her daughter, Selene, with a small smile upon her face. Clarice was already removing herself from Metia’s lap, as she just sat down at her feet, and keep playing with her turtle, the little princess seemed to be more interested on her own turtle, even tho deep inside she was caring about this matter, about this entire war, and she feared something bad would happen to her father, she had never met Joffrey before so she doesn’t care about him, whoever, she cares about her sister, Selene, and she knows if this Joffrey dies, Selene will be devastated, even tho that man isn’t the same anymore. Her mother says love conquers all, but it can also fuck up everything, right?
Whenever Metia noticed Selene’s eyes getting redder as she was about to cry again, Metia quickly removed herself from her throne and walked up to Selene as she got on her knees and wrapped her arms around her daughter, tightly, hugging her with the all love she had, and giving it all to her daughter, the strength both wanted and the support they needed.
“Its going to be okay, just give Tempest some space, she will be fine. She’s still a young lady, and sooner or later will understand it is not her fault. Sometimes what she really needs is space from her mother and company from somebody else or just alone.”
Metia whispered into Selene’s ear, as she began to play slowly with Selene’s hair and caress her back with her other hand, still hugging her daughter. She was simple telling Selene what she used to do when her children were younger, she gave them space once she knew that they really didn’t wanted her around, or they needed time to deal with their problems alone and have the solution alone.
Metia pulled back and stared at her daughter’s face as she tucked a bang of her hair behind her ear.
“Whatever happens, you will at least always have your mother love.”
Metia told her with a warming smile.

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November 21, 2013 09:12PM
Lucan looked up at the sound of her voice and spared a small smile for her. “Hello, Tempest. Do you wish to join me?”

“Yes, thank you.” Tempest nodded, slipping into the chair beside him.

“Would you care for some honeymead? It is quite excellent.”

“No,but thank you for the offer.” she replied. There was a silence between the two as he continued pouring over charts and graphs.

“Are you as troubled as I am?”

“A little.” Tempest replied, staring at her hands. And then her anguish and heartbreak began to pour out of her. “This whole thing is my fault, Lucan and I don’t know how to fix it! If I had just done what my grandfather asked, none of this would be happening! And now..it’s too late! I’m going to lose my family!” Tempest felt tears welling up in her eyes and flow down her cheeks. “And now there’s a man out there…a fae prince…fighting in a war that’s not even his to fight…all because of me! If he dies…” She covered her mouth with her hand to muffle the sob that wanted to escape her throat. “I wish I was dead.” she mumbled sadly. “Everybody would be better off if I was no longer alive.”

Some would have been horrified by her words, how she wished she was dead. The guilt of her actions was eating her alive and she didn’t know how she was going to bounce back from the hurt and the pain she was feeling. Her life was worth nothing to her anymore. She just wanted the people she hurt to be safe and whole.

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November 22, 2013 11:20AM
Throne Room

Selene watched as her sister played with the turtle. The younger princess seemed so content to play by herself that she found herself envying Clarice. Her life seemed so perfect in her own little world. When tears began to fall, she was surprised when her mother got up to kneel before her with a hug. It seemed so much had changed with her parents. Leaning forward, Selene wrapped her arms around Metia and closed her eyes. With her mother’s affections, the world seemed a tad bit brighter. Listening to her mother give her advice on Tempest, Selene knew she was right. Tempest needed her space, and it was often something she needed herself when she felt frustrated.
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Pulling back to look at her mother, she said “I just hope that she stays safe.” Seeing her mother’s smile, she offered a weak smile in return.
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Soon Magda returned in a simple yet elegant dark blue dress that brought out her eyes. It fit her perfectly while keeping her modestly covered as she should be in the angel realm. Walking into the room, it was then that she noticed the stranger that came in with Tempest. Stepping cautiously towards him, she asked politely “Do you seek an audience with the king and queen?”
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The Library

As his sister slipped in the chair beside him, Lucan sat down and neglected the charts. Crossing his legs like a gentleman, he looked over at Tempest while placing his hands on his knee “Of course” he responded in regards to her preferring not to drink.

Soon the princess began to spill about her feelings and what her part had played in the war. Lucan listened politely and intently as she spoke, his head nodding every so often as he pondered silently. Seeing her so distraught only increased his anger towards Joffrey further but he would not speak based on his own prejudices.

When the fae prince was mentioned, the young warlock raised an eyebrow with intrigue and smiled faintly “My dearest sister, are you in love?” Waving a hand so she did not feel obligated to answer that, he continued “Yes, I am sure things would have been a bit different if you went with a powerful king’s decree. However, that is the past and what’s done is done. But the prince is waging a war against our mother’s kingdom. A kingdom that is known to be peaceful. You cannot blame yourself for your father’s corruption.”
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As Lucan spoke, he wanted to speak foully of the demon prince. And yet, he himself had been born out of dark magic. How could he judge a situation he did not know everything about. With a deep sigh, he spoke quietly “I truly believe Joffrey would not do something to hurt mother and yourself so. There must be something else going on. Something you cannot blame yourself for.” Leaning forward, he grabbed Tempest’s hands “I do not wish you were dead. Yes, you may have acted poorly on behalf of your father and the demon king. But you are young. You know how imperfect your own parents are. Feeling sorry for yourself will not keep your knight alive.”

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November 22, 2013 04:36PM
THRONE ROOM
-As Ryo empties his flask, he bends down and puts it back into his left boot, where it belonged. As he sits back up, he sees the woman walking toward him.-

Stepping cautiously towards him, she asked politely “Do you seek an audience with the king and queen?”

-He felt like a worm being dangled in front of a fish, but wanted to be as polite as he could, so he stands up, removing his hood an bows his head to her-

“Honestly, I am not sure, ma’am. I arrived here with Lady Tempest, but it seems that there are more pressing matters here… But if I would have left, I would have been seen as a spy. I do not need any more beings hunting me down. So, I guess what I am saying is that at the very least, I do not want to make an enemy of this kingdom.”

-He felt a little unease as he stood there. He was not sure what she would say.-

-He thinks to himself- I am not sure what will happen here, but whatever the outcome will be, I will accept it.

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November 23, 2013 09:27PM
Library

“Of course I blame myself! If I had just done what I was asked…and now it’s too late.”

She looked away from her brother, her tears leaving silver trails down her cheeks. He reached over and took her hands.

“I truly believe Joffrey would not do something to hurt mother and yourself so. There must be something else going on. Something you cannot blame yourself for….I do not wish you were dead. Yes, you may have acted poorly on behalf of your father and the demon king. But you are young. You know how imperfect your own parents are. Feeling sorry for yourself will not keep your knight alive.”

“He is not my knight.” she declared hotly, her body language screaming “denial”. And it was somewhat true. Sirus and his family had been kind to her when she was in need. She owed them a debt she wasn’t sure she could repay. And now he was out there with her grandfather. “And I would truly hate myself more than I already do if he were to come to harm.” she whispered.

Without waiting for Lucan to reply, Tempest rose to her feet and strode from the library.

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Castle Courtyard

Some of the servants were staring at the young princess in awe. She was standing in the middle of the courtyard with her golden wings extended to their fullest width. Her blonde hair was blowing around her as if caught in an invisible wind and her eyes were closed. She looked almost Angelic and they wondered if she was of the Holy Lands much like the Thrones of the Lord. One brave soul approached Tempest, a hand out to touch her. Tempest’s eyes snapped open and her eyes flared red.

“Don’t touch me!” she snarled, her demon fangs clearly visible in her mouth. The poor boy jumped back in fright and the others realized she was more her father’s daughter than her mother’s. Tempest crouched low to the ground and with a single flap of her majestic wings, launched herself into the sky.

She flew around the battlements under the watchful gaze of the guards, who had been warned beforehand that Tempest was a hybrid and to give her space when she needed it.

She flew in a circle around the castle, higher and higher until she was near the tallest tower at the tallest part of the castle. Like a majestic bird of prey, she landed upon its roof and from there she had a perfect view of the battle. She could see dust clouds in the distance of the approaching demon horde and she could make out her grandfather upon his horse as the encampment at the training grounds was slowly dismantled.

She crouched upon the roof, head bent as the skies overhead opened up and the rain began to fall.

“Please…keep them safe…keep my family safe.” she whispered.

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
November 25, 2013 10:59AM
Throne Room

Madga looked at the stranger curiously, wondering what his purpose was here. But as he stated why he was here, the mermaid looked around curiously. Tempest seemed to not be here anymore and she wondered silently if the princess was all right. Her blue eyes fell on Selene inquisitively before she looked back at the stranger. She seemed clearly confused while looking at him.
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“Well…I…um. I am Magda, Princess Selene’s handmaiden. I can assure you, the last thing this kingdom needs is a spy.” Her eyes searched his face before she asked “Why were you traveling with Princess Tempest?” Realizing she was being rude by asking so many questions, she smiled weakly and added “Forgive me if I appear rude. Everything is just so hectic now.”

Castle Library

Lucan watched his sister’s outburst silently. She seemed so convinced that she had to be down on herself, and he was done doting on her feelings. Things were far too bad now to sit here and stroke his sister’s conscience. Tempest felt it was her fault and no matter what anyone said, it was how she would continue to feel.

Still saying nothing as tears rolled down her eyes, the young warlock just sighed heavily. Before he could manage to even say anything, she was storming off yet again. Lucan crossed his arms and stared at the empty seat before him. Everything was just a mess.

Selene was in a daze with his grandmother, Magda was dealing with her own loss, and Tempest was completely down in the dumps. Could he help no one?

Still silent, Lucan picked up the leather book again and began to absorb himself in his reading once more. It was all he really could do at this point. 

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November 25, 2013 11:50AM
THRONE ROOM

]”Well…I…um. I am Magda, Princess Selene’s handmaiden.

-He listens to her as she speaks to him, taking note of her nervousness. He listened to her closely, trying to pick out any underlying threats. It had become a habit of his to do this, never really trusting anyone. Was he a fool, or did he just trust too much of others, especially those he had just met.

Why were you traveling with Princess Tempest?” 

“No need to apologize, I completely understand, Miss Magda. I am a refugee, a fugitive on the run. I had been in the mountains, hiding out for a few days, and one night, the princess had found the light from the cave and came in. It had been a long time since I had the privilege to hold a conversation with another. I found that she did not repulse me, and once we drifted off to sleep, we were attacked by trolls, and she diverted their attention momentarily. I followed her here because I would not have survived the onslaught of attacks, and could not stay there an longer. I though that I would have been a little more accepted here, though I knew not of the affairs that were coming loose here.”

-He sat there, looking to the woman as he spoke. Once he finished, he looked down. He was not sure why, but he thought to himself that it would be better if he just told the complete truth, what they did with him from there was becoming more and more inconsequential.

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November 26, 2013 09:01AM
Throne Room

Magda offered a small smile when he said he understood and went on to explain how he was on the run. It made sense to her that someone would seek refuge in a peaceful angelic kingdom such as this. From what the handmaiden had seen, both the king and queen were quite welcoming. However, at the moment, everything seemed a bit broken. Princess Selene was in a daze and worried about her family, Queen Metia worried for her family as well, and Lucan and Tempest were nowhere to be seen in the throne room.
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As Ryo explained the troll attacks, worry crossed her face “The princess was attacked by trolls? Are her parents even aware of this?” With a sigh, she realized he probably didn’t know that.

Turning away from him, she ran a hand through her hair before exhaling slowly. This was just a mess. Glancing at him once more, she offered another small smile “Would you like me to fetch you anything to drink? I suppose you are a guest here in the castle now.”

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December 04, 2013 07:42PM
The Castle Grounds

As Lucius magic had foreshadowed, the Queen of Elves and young Lady Karena were transported back to Haven Castle in a flash of blinding light. Some guards came running at them, but immediately recognized the noble and Queen form earlier. “We wish to speak with Queen Metia. However, there is an item I require urgently that only the young Lady can attain.” The guards nodded and stood aside a bit to let Celandiam speak with Karena. “Do you remember where you were born?” Karena though a moment before responding. “Yes. In the mountains, at Angel’s home.” Celandiam nodded and continued after the Lady answered. “The item is hidden there, among the floorboards. The item is the key to a chamber below the… house itself, where the real object I require is hidden. It will not be easy to retrieve, but you can signal Lucius from the location and he will transport you back. You will only have to fly there. Do you remember how to find it?” Karena glanced at the guards and nodded, then spread her greyed wings. She’d never had the blessing of white wings, because of her mother’s possession during the pregnancy. She, fortunately, had also never been taught the difference between black and white winged angels, so she did not know the significance of her misfortune.

As soon as Karena took flight, Celandiam turned back to the guards and raised a single pale eyebrow. They immediately stood at attention and bowed to her, then turned to lead her to the queen.

Castle Halls

“I will wait here for the young Lady Karena, good knights. Thank you.” The Casterly guards looked at each other worriedly when the Queen of Elves suddenly stopped walking, but they simply nodded. One went to fetch Prince Lucan so that he be aware of the audience that was going to be requested of his grandmother, and the other went to make said grandmother Queen Metia aware of the audience as well.

Castle Library

“M’lord, Queen Celandiam of the Free Elves and Lady Karena Jameson of Stormwind are to seek an audience with our own Queen when the young Lady returns. Do you wish to attend?” The guard seemed nervous, but perhaps it was because the Daughter of the Moon was more beautiful than any woman he’d ever laid eyes upon. And Lady Jameson wasn’t far behind her.

Throne Room

As the second guard entered the great throne room, he kneeled before Queen Metia and her daughters and bowed his had. “My Queen, Queen Celandiam of the Free Elves, Daughter of the Moon, has sent two powerful warriors among our knights and King to fight House Brax. Her companion, Lady Karena Jameson, daughter of the late Lady Johanna and missing Lord Karl Jameson of Stormwind, has gone to acquire something for Queen Celandiam. When the young Lady returns, they wish to request an audience with you and the princesses.” He kept his head down when he finished, hoping he had worded everything correctly.

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December 05, 2013 11:57AM
Throne Room

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Metia stared at her daughter into her eyes, as she kept her arms slowly around her body, so she could still comfort Selene.Metia could see that Selene was a bit surprised on seeing Metia hugging her like this, but time did change everybody, and changed a lot Metia, now she’s way better than before. Whenever Selene said she hoped Tempest would be safe, Metia simple nodded, its not like her guards would stop doing their work, even if the war is going on, right? And there’s Lucan as well for Tempest, maybe the both of them can get to know more each other, and get a long, maybe a company of a sibling is needed, who knows.
As Metia was having her time with Tempest some guard decided to step in, and say something. Metia stood up from the ground, and stared down at the guard, as she heard his words. It seems the Queen Celandiam of the Free elves, wanted to have a chat with her. She sent two powerful warriors among her knights and her king to fight House Brax, she was glad this Queen done such thing, and she wouldn’t mind to have a chat with this Queen, even tho her husband is out there, fighting for his kingdom, all she can do now is just pray everything goes fine, and she never prays, she never believed in such thing, and yet, she’s feeling something that makes her want to pray, even tho she doesn’t believe in such things.
“Alright, tell them that I allow and invite them into my castle for the audience.”
Metia told the guard, as the man simple bowed and went tell the others about this.
Clarice was still on the ground, leaning her back against her mother’s throne, she kept on playing with her turtle, yet her ears was focused on everything, her eyes wasn’t watching much, but she was still pretty much aware of what is going on, and is feelings the pain the others does as well, maybe not as much as they do, but enough.

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December 06, 2013 03:26PM
The Skies above Haven Castle

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If one were to be watching the war unfold from high above, to the east they would see the red glow of the battle between Angel and Demon forces, right on the borders of the Vaas and Night lands. The dull roar of the battle could be heard for many many miles, and no doubt this would leave the people of the Vaas wondering if their Knights and soldiers would be coming home….or going to meet their maker.

But…from the north, a dreaded sight. For the Women, the Witches, Vampires and all dark females were now riding on beasts and brooms, heading straight for the Vaas lands, and to seize a window of opportunity against the royals of the Casterly.

Headed in the front of the large swarm, was none other than Minerva and her three sisters. Each looking frightful and wicked, with their hair flowing about them, their silken black robes billowing, as they cackled and whooped, not caring who heard them.

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“Almost there…I can taste that angelic aura…fly faster!” Minerva urged, as Portia giggled and sang, flying in behind her. Ethel was licking her lips in anticipation of tasting Tempest’s essence.

“I smell….I smell….”

“You do actually.” Delilah said, who was riding in behind her..

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December 06, 2013 03:57PM
Haven Castle – Tower

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The rain continued to fall as the battlegrounds became damp with the blood of the fallen. Angels and Demons alike fell to their foes and Tempest simply wished it would all stop. Tears mixed with the rain upon her face as the sounds of the battle echoed across the lands to where she sat, still upon the roof of the tower.

A cackling drew her attention away from the battlefield and she looked northward. A dark swarm, which she at first mistook for a storm cloud, was heading in her direction. As the darkness moved closer, she realized it was no cloud. It was a coven of witches.

“Oh no!” Tempest whispered to herself. She realized the implications of this. With most of the men out in the battle, the castle and its inhabitants were left virtually unprotected. “Mother! Grandmother!” she gasped. She stood quickly and unfurled her wings. Shaking the water from her form, she launched herself from the tower and began making her way to the ground. She had to put out the warning so the others could get to safety. She would not let another member of her family come to harm. Not if she could help it.

But would she be able to call out the alarm in time?

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December 09, 2013 09:47AM
Throne Room

Selene was enjoying the comfort from her mother when she heard others being announced. Sitting up in her throne, she looked down at the guests curiously. It was hardly the time to be entertaining, but it appeared the elves had sent reinforcements to help with the war. Offering a polite smile, she said nothing. Metia was handling the business herself and the princess was dealing with her own inner turmoil.
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She was happy to hear that her father would be protected…but she still felt so torn about her husband being in the war. Was he even her husband anymore? Did he love her? What of their family? So many thoughts and doubts clouded her mind that she hardly was the princess her mother could be proud of.

Castle Library

Lucan was once more reading in the library when he was interrupted yet again. Glancing up, he raised an eyebrow as the man announced his news “My audience? I suppose I ought to attend. It would be wise to check on my mother.” It seemed he was speaking more to himself than the man, but it didn’t matter to him. Stepping around the table, he offered a polite smile“Shall we?”
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As he stepped by, it was then that he noticed the fair maiden. Pausing in his steps, his smile grew as he bowed “A pleasure to meet you, m’lady. I am Lucan Casterly. Will you give me the honor of escorting you?” Taking her hand, he brushed his lips over her soft skin before tucking her hand under his arm. Looking down at her with a boyish smile, he waited for her permission to lead her to the throne room.

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December 09, 2013 05:47PM
Castle Haven – THE ATTACK!

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The sky grew dark, with rolling clouds that splintered lightning bolts. The ominous sound of thunder rolling across the plains and mountains signaled that a storm was brewing, but in fact, this was no ordinary storm, no….this was the signal of a diabolical force that was on the wind, using extraordinary powers granted to some of earth’s most evil females. Cackling laughter, hooting and screaming obscenities, had gathered on mass in a force that few had seen before. The grand aerial procession began to circle the castle turrets, with hair flowing wild and free from witches large and small, dark and tall. A dark shadow befell the castle Haven and many windows from the smallest room, to the grand throne room were blasted open, cracking with a blue energy no one would have ever seen before. Curtains billowed and those that had gathered in rooms across the castle may well be dumbfounded by the unnatural event taking place. Witches, Vampires, dragons of night, goblins, necromancers…an ominous sight.

“BEHOLD…THE ROYAL JEWEL, SISTERS!” Screamed Minerva who rode high upon her ancient broom.

And then it happened, whizzing through each open door and window, the black clothed army arrived on mass, causing paintings to fall off walls, statues to collapse.

Throne Room

Witches…witches three and their leader arrived in the Throne room through the opened balcony window, and lept off their broomsticks, and stood tall amongest angel and elf folk. Behind them, vampires emerged from sweeping black mist, and the crowd grew to a size that would overwhelm those within.

In the midst of this corrupt crew, was Minerva, who wore the King of Brax’s collar, its jewel gleaming with a radiation of power. She glanced side to side and then snarled as she saw the Queen and her daughter Clarice.

“What..have we here? The -tries not to laugh- Angel Queen and her…ch…ch…child. PORTIA…get the kid!”

Portia licked her lips and flicked back her hair, moving at lightning speed and clasping the girl around the throat, lifting her up and off the ground.

“Like this?” She squealed, shaking the girl as though she was a fish.

“Like that…yes.” Minerva laughed, as Rashna unfurled her wings from behind her in a show of strength.

“PUT HER DOWN!”

Portia stuck out her tongue at Rashna and said simply. “No.”

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In the mean time, Ethel was sniffing the air. “I smell….I smell….TEMPEST!” Ethel said with a gasp, as Delilah jumped up and down clapping her hands. “Finally…we will be BEAU-TI-FUL” she said, smoothing back her hair and showing off her over sized mole.

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Minerva didn’t care for all that, she had her sights set on the Queen, Metia.

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“SO…You’re the one my King, my MASTER told me all about. How…on earth you came to be Queenie of all this, is beyond me. What did you do to blind the King to what you…TRULY are? Hmm? She said with a menacing stare. “Well, doesn’t matter…you are going to meet with MY King again……right…about…NOW!”

At this moment, the jewel within her collar glowed brightly, showing a rainbow of color that then streamed out and formed bolts of light, that moved with the eerie look of snake like streams, gathering around Metia, and turning into a cage, that looked to harden like steel. A trap of sorts, that made her look like a bird in a cage.

The other witches and vampires all laughed and hooted, to see this show of power.

The battle to kidnap the Queen had begun…..

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Haven Castle – Vaas Plains (10) – The Blood of Kings.

10 Tuesday Dec 2013

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November 15, 2013 02:23PM
Throne Room

The battle drums could now be heard, for all men to prepare to leave their homes, and take up with the army of the Casterly to gather on mass in Vaas plains, to be ready to defend the homeland against the Evil hordes that would attempt to cross the borders on their march for Haven Castle. Already there would be families now being torn apart, wives and mothers, children weeping as their loved ones don their armour and collect their swords and bows. This was happening right across the Kingdom, and not just in Haven Castle. But it is here, that men must make choices, and one such man was Ira. He handed the scroll to Metia, who was now the Sovereign, while the King was away in battle.

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“My Queen, I leave you Rashna to protect you and your child. She is a Throne of God and in her own right one with great power should she chose to wield it. The death of my Brother, Orion; has made me realize that I cannot stand idly by and watch my Brother go to fight a war in his name. So, I am to join them in this quest. May God’s light shine upon you both. And if I do not return…it was a pleasure to have met you both.”

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The Throne turned to Rashna, who was shaking her head, imploring him not to go. She ran to him and took his hand, bringing it to her lips. “I can’t lose you too. Please..!” Rashna begged. Ira looked down at her fondly, and then stroked her cheek. “Have a little faith in me, Sister. Even if it is only in your dreams, I will see you again. Take care of the Royals. Please. Do this for me.” Ira withdrew his hand from her hold, and headed off after his brother, Henry, to prepare for his place in the Angel army.

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Klaus was panicky. He could see the swell in numbers as Knights were getting their horses ready, and the beating of war drums to signal all to join the cause. Sirus finally exited the building with a stern expression, and he was then approached by one of the King’s squires. “You need to wear the right armor, Sir.” Thinking that Sirus was a Knight of the realm. Klaus was mouthing “No” to the young Prince, but Sirus knew that there was no way out of this. He resigned himself to the fact he was now part of this war…without knowing who or why. “Show me where I might be fitted.” Sirus asked, as the squire bowed and gestured to to the stores. “This way, Sir.” Klaus wrung his hands, and followed along behind. Sirus piped up. “Better get a kit for my squire, he is coming with me.” You could see the blood drain from Klaus’s face as he heard this. “Help..” he whispered…knowing no one would save him now.

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Sir Wayne and Sir Reginald were already down with their horses, and the stable hands were helping get the horses ready, as Sir Wayne raised his head to hear the pounding of war drums. This was not to be an ordinary war, but the very fight of good against evil. What was pleasing to see, was the many Knights and soldiers that were arriving on mass. A sea of men, armed to the teeth. Those that had fought in the last war, now rising to take up their swords in the name of the King. It was a certainty that many would not return, and give their ultimate sacrifice in the name of the King. Sir Wayne had never been more proud, than to see King Henry declare he would ride alongside his men, and fight on the front lines. It was a show of solidarity, and good leadership.

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Sir Reginald came up to Sir Wayne, and clapped his hand on his back. “Do you feel it too, Brother?” Course he meant the swell of pride and the feeling that God himself was there amongst them. Sir Wayne smiled back, and placed his hand on his brother’s arm. “God has not ever forsaken us….and yes I feel it. I feel her too.” Course he meant his late wife, Ambrosia. The sword in his sheath hummed, and this signaled she was with him. Sir Reginald smiled affectionately. “Though a human she may have been, I believe she is one of the great angels now.” Kinder words never before said, brought a tear of joy to Sir Wayne’s eyes. “Aye..indeed.”

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The King emerged, dressed resplendently in his chain mail and armor, with the banner of Casterly upon his chest. His hair mostly obscured by the chain mail, but his crown worn proudly. Sight of him brought a rousing cheer from his men, and he took the reigns of his horse and mounted him, with the flag bearers standing either side of him. He looked majestic upon the horse, and every bit the King. Close behind him was Ira, who though not used to wearing the armor of a Knight, he did look the part, and was given a horse to ride, alongside his brother, Henry.

“My Knights, my country men….we ride for the battle fields. TO VICTORY!”

All raised their fists and cheered, as the army started to leave the courtyard and join up with others that were swarming across the lands, and making their way to the border, to protect its people.

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November 15, 2013 10:05PM
Path past Castle Gardens

A very long line of knights and their squires, soldiers of all shapes and sizes were now marching out from the castle grounds, and many others were joining in the procession. Coming out of the Castle stores, Sirus was now dressed as a Knight of the Casterly, and looked rather dashing. It suited him well, but of course, when the fitter noted his ears, he did raise a brow, to which Sirus simply said. “I have a bad habit of…tugging at my ears.”Klaus simply rolled his eyes and course his ears were the same. “Mine grow each time I fap.” Sirus socked him one, to which Klaus mocked being hurt. Klaus looked well, stuffed into his solider’s outfit, and kept tugging at the chainmail. “This must weigh one hundred pounds. My poor legs.” he exclaimed. Sirus uttered “Your poor horse.”

It was the moment to leave and the young fae Prince took up the reigns of his horse, when he noticed someone crying in a beautiful garden, just off to the left of the large gate that led to battle. Curious, Sirus walked his horse over, while Klaus had three servants trying to now lift the hefty soldier onto his mount.

Walking through the arch gate, it soon became clear who was crying…..Tempest.

“Well, this isn’t really a good time to say this…but I guess…uhm…what are you doing here? Aren’t you like…the enemy?”

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November 15, 2013 10:15PM
“Well, this isn’t really a good time to say this…but I guess…uhm…what are you doing here? Aren’t you like…the enemy?”

Tempest looked up in shock, her face red and blotchy from crying. She turned her back on Sirus and wiped her face with her handkerchief.

“This is the home of my grandparents. My mother is their daughter.” she answered in a near whisper. “Now please…leave me alone.” This wasn’t the spitfire he’d encountered on their first meeting. This was a broken Tempest. It was as if the spirit that made her who she was upped and disappeared, leaving this pitiful shell of a woman in its place.

She got to her feet and started to walk away from him, her head bowed low as if it were a heavy weight upon her neck. She had been shuffling through her thoughts, trying to come up with ways to stop this war before people lost their lives and couldn’t come up with a viable solution. And her heart broke a little more.

The tears she thought she had stopped, formed in her eyes once more and she slumped heavily against a tree, pressing a hand to her mouth to keep the sobs from reaching Sirus’s ears.

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November 15, 2013 10:27PM
Castle Gardens

Sirus could hear her loud sobs from where he was standing. She filled in the blanks….sort of, and now at least Sirus had a clear picture of what was going on, though from the sounds of it, Tempest was one of the main causes. Could this have all steemed from her running away when she was told to marry by the King of Brax? If it was, then…he really felt for her. The guilt must have been overwhelming. The war drums were still sounding, and Sirus knew that he didn’t have much time, before he had to follow the rest of the army.

Tying off his horse, Sirus followed her over to the tree where she had her hand covering her mouth trying to supress her sobs, though she was doing a shocker job of it. Then he realized something. It was him outing her at his realm that made her flee back….

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“Oh…wait a minute. This is my fault. If I hadn’t done you into my mother. Oh shit.” The Prince now felt the guilt hit him, and it showed on his face. “God, I am so sorry.” Now he knew..he had to fight for the Casterly. He moved to touch her, then dropped his hand to his side. He didn’t know what to do, she might strike at him. It was a mess.

“Guess…I better be going. It was nice…nearly knowing you, Princess.”

That said, he turned to go untie his horse.

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November 15, 2013 10:37PM
“Oh…wait a minute. This is my fault. If I hadn’t done you into my mother. Oh shit…God, I am so sorry.”

At those words, she turned to face him. “What? No! This isn’t your fault at all! This is all on me! You didn’t know this would happen!” she exclaimed. “My parents found me in the mountains after I left your kingdom. My mother’s reaction wasn’t the best and my father…I turned him away.” she bowed her head, taking some breaths to stave off more tears. “You didn’t know…no one knew…”

She didn’t know what else to say. She saw Sirus move his hand, as if he wanted to touch her but refrained from doing so. He turned back to his horse.

“Guess…I better be going. It was nice…nearly knowing you, Princess.”

“Sirus…” she called to him. If he turned back to her, he would see her staring at him, some unnamed emotion in her eyes. She walked toward him and stopped a few steps away. She pulled a red satin ribbon from her hair and reached out to tie it to the hilt of his sword at his side. “Stay safe, Sir Knight. My heart would break were something happen to you…and your mother may never forgive me for drawing you into my family’s problems.”

So saying, she leaned forward and pressed a small kiss to his cheek before moving around him to set about returning to her mother’s side. Her lips tingled where she had pressed them to his skin.

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November 15, 2013 10:47PM
“Sirus.”

Tempest called out to him, and he looked back over his shoulder, while in the distance, you kept hearing the dull thud of Klaus falling off his mount, and swearing. Torn from wanting to laugh at Klaus and then seeing Tempest, just standing there, he turned around to face her, as she walked up to him and tied a red ribbon around the hilt of his blade.

“Stay safe, Sir Knight. My heart would break were something happen to you…and your mother may never forgive me for drawing you into my family’s problems.”

“I’m not really a Knight, you know. Just a fae Prince that can ride and swing a sword.” The Prince admitted, least he was honest about it. But then, she kissed his cheek, which left him feeling… well tingly.

Being Sirus, he went and did what…you would expect from the fae Prince.

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“If I’m about to go die for the cause. I think a proper kiss is in order, Princess.” That said, he swept her into his arms, and kissed her….properly. Enough to take the very air out of her lungs. When he released her, he smiled crookedly and said.“You needed a good kiss.” Now he was ready to join the Knights of Casterly, and headed back with his horse, so he could help Klaus onto his….and they could join the other members of the army, go off to fight the Brax.

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November 15, 2013 10:59PM
“If I’m about to go die for the cause. I think a proper kiss is in order, Princess.” She heard from behind her a moment before her arm was grabbed. Surprised, she turned to face him, a retort on her lips but she was yanked into his arms and pulled into a kiss that made her nearly forget her own name.

It was the very first time a man other than her father had kissed her and it set her blood on fire in a whole new way.

When he released her, he smiled crookedly and said. “You needed a good kiss.”

She was dazed and confused, and when she pressed her hand to her lips, there were no tears…but her body was tingling all over. She watched him climb into the saddle and ride away.

Her knees gave out and she sat heavily onto the ground, staring after him as his form grew smaller and smaller the further he rode away.

“What just happened?” she murmured to herself. There were a whole new set of feelings running through her body and now she was worried for Sirus. “Please stay safe.” she whispered.

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November 15, 2013 11:09PM
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Sirus rode his horse towards where Klaus as he was still trying to get on his horse. His horse was not all that happy about it either. Klaus was packing an extra hundred pounds of armour. One of the stable hands snapped his fingers and went to find…another horse as the legs on poor Klaus’s horse gave way finally…defeated.

“Well that won’t do, Klaus. I am sure you don’t want to walk into battle.”

Klaus gave Sirus a “Oh ha ha ha” look, and then sighed outwardly, before then asking. “Where have you been anyway?’

“I kissed a girl….and I liked it.”

“Great…he kisses a girl and my ass kisses the ground…repeatedly.”

“Sad how that keeps happening to you.”

Just then the stable boy brings out a monster of a horse. A Clydesdale to be exact. It was simply enormous, but then again, so was Klaus.

“I’m going to need a step ladder.” and wouldn’t you know it, they had one. One step carefully at a time, he managed to swing his leg over the behemoth, and was at last ready to join the rest of the army.

Sirus glanced back at Tempest and then saluted, before kicking his horse to go, and the pair then galloped out of the castle gates.

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November 17, 2013 09:43AM
THRONE ROOM

-As Ryo stood in front of the thrones,he could not help feeling awkward as they spoke about their family matters. He listened to all of them as they spoke, and began to feel a little more at ease as they started speaking of war.-

The King: “He then unsheathed his Angel sword, that glowered brightly, radiating the power of Christ, and his guiding light.”

Ira: “The war has begun. Intelligence reports, have indicated mass movement within the Night lands. A grand army under the control of King Brandon himself. Orc, Vampires, dark elves, goblins, trolls. Hundreds of thousands have started their march, Brother. There is no time to lose now. We must prepare now….or face most certain defeat.”

-His skin crawled as Ryo heard the man speak. He pulled his hood over his head a little more as he stepped over to the side of the room against the wall. He stood there as they began to walk out, so he looked for a place to sit down and walked over to it. He knew that he should not leave, they could think that he was a spy sent by this King Brandon. He sat and watched over the room, quietly taking a sip from his flask.-

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November 18, 2013 09:12AM
Throne Room

Selene watched as her daughter rejected to sit with her and storm off yet again. Her lips tightened as she fought for composure. It seemed all Tempest was good at these days was throwing tantrums and storming off. Hadn’t that been her husband’s downfall to begin with? But the princess said nothing as her daughter left the throne room. She too had left Joffrey…but she had done it to seek council, not act like a spoiled child. Selene was realizing she was losing control of Tempest, and there was just nothing she could do about it. Tempest did what she wanted and didn’t always take others into consideration before acting. Turning to look at her mother as Metia also observed Tempest’s behavior, she blushed with embarrassment at her daughter’s actions and sighed “No, it isn’t. She certainly doesn’t make it any easier for me.”
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Leaning back on her throne of roses and other flowers, the angel princess tried to remain calm. Her husband was waging a war with her own family, and her father himself was leading the troops. It was a royal mess and she was helpless to stop the impending war. Turning to look at her mother again, she whispered “Is there nothing I can do for Prince Joffrey? Will Father truly kill him?” 

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