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Count Marulo’s Estate (19) – Rosas Spinis.

12 Saturday Apr 2014

Posted by charlottecarrendar in Count Marulo's Estate.

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Re: .:RP:. Count Marulo’s Estate
April 11, 2014 03:46PM
Terrace of the Marulo Estate

The gentle rustling of Elvira’s skirts had the Count’s ears prick. He was always keen with his hearing, and with a slow turn on the ball of his left foot, you could see the warmth of his smile – his eyes taking in the sheer elegance and beauty that was Elvira. The colour chosen for this night illuminated her features, and the Count felt almost light headed from the sight of her. How could a man possibly dream to have one so lovely as this for their wife and lover. Setting down his cigar in a small glass dish, he then strode over towards his wife, and with an elegant sweep of his hand, he bowed low before her. Rising, he then stepped in around and came in behind her, as the strains of classical music swept over them. Ever the wolf, he leaned in and made that appreciative growl that she would come to know well. His lips just gracing the skin of her neck, but there was the nip of his teeth that showed he was marking her for later. The Count’s hands had already found her hips, and he drew her into him firmly.

“As always I am captivated by your beauty, my heart.”

Dinner was waiting for them, but the Count seemed intent on tasting his wife first.

She smelt so good to his senses. His eyes flickered darkly, before reaching for her hand, and then gesturing that she sit. Virgo withdrew a chair for her and gave a light nod, hoping she would sit, so he could help her in further.

Ever the gentleman.

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Re: .:RP:. Count Marulo’s Estate
April 11, 2014 04:00PM
Terrace

That moment in time, etched in her memory. Her mate turning to see her standing in the light of the candles. His eyes flared darkly and she shivered under his regard. Abandoning his cigar in favor of her company.

He stood before her, executing a low bow, to which she replied with a slight curtsey. He straightened up and came around behind her. To her credit, she remained still, but the heat of his body pressed in around her, making her body hum with desire. The music swelled over them as he growled low in her ear. Her pulse raced. Even know, after the birth of their children, he could still make her feel like that woman a year ago who was swept off her feet by a single kiss.

She felt those same lips brush against the skin of her neck, his teeth nipping at her, letting her know that he wasn’t finished with her just yet.

He took her hand, stepping around her to lead her to their dinner at the table that had been set up for them. He held her chair for her, pushing it in as she sat.

“Thank you, darling. Dinner smells wonderful as always.” She glanced at the musicians, “And I love your taste in music as well.” She glanced around as she placed her napkin in her lap. “I remember another night like this…you and me…moonlight under a gazeebo…” she trailed off, her eyes dark in rememberance. “I do believe Mother had to have the table replaced.” she giggled.

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Re: .:RP:. Count Marulo’s Estate
April 11, 2014 04:15PM
Terrace of the Marulo Estate

Indeed it had been a good year since that first dinner that they shared. Well, they almost ate. Come to think of it, the Count did. A starlit sky that shone over the pair when the Count made his intentions known that he wished for the succubus to be his, but only when she would let the creature be free from her satin binds. Oh how the words of his love recanting their first time had him show a toothy smile. How could he forget that night? He sure as eggs could remember damaging the table under the gazeebo.

“Broke it in two, if I recall.” The Count said, taking a napkin and tucking it into his collar with a subtle turn of his wrist. Oh he could be the regal Count, but that night he was the true wolf, and took the succubus so hard that she screamed his name for many an hour. How different he was on the surface – polished and refined, yet sweep away the fancy clothes and the romantic notions, and beneath he was a beast in every sense of the word.

Lifting off the silver dome from his meal, the Count was delighted to see that Cook had gone beyond expectation – the meal a sumptuous feast to the senses. “Cook will be rewarded for this fare.” Picking up his utensils, he started to carve into the well cooked fowl, and brought a morsel to his lips. He chewed it thoughtfully, his eyes on his wife, slowly undressing her.

“Sally picked the colour, didn’t she?” The Count chortled, knowing his wife loved black to no end. “I will say this, no matter what you wear, no matter how refined or detailed, it shall be on the floor before you even say my name.”

Ever the playful Lord. He did love their dinner conversations, as he tried to keep them light and without talk of dramas, in particular the recent trip of their servants to her former household. No doubt there would be some talk later, but he didn’t wish to spoil their evening.

Taking up his glass, he said a toast to his wife.

“To my heart, the mother of my children, and the woman whom I worship. My love for you grows like that of the rose, I am all I am because of you.”

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Re: .:RP:. Count Marulo’s Estate
April 11, 2014 04:33PM
Terrace

“Broke it in two, if I recall.” he remembered, making her laugh in delight.

Just thinking back to that night made her insides aquiver and she had to squeeze her legs together to keep from moaning.

He lifted the covers off their trays and the smell of well-cooked and seasoned meet assaulted her senses. She cut into her portion and placed the bit upon her tongue. She couldn’t help the moan that escaped her that time. Cook had truly outdone herself.

She looked up as she reached for her wine glass and caught Virgo’s assessing gaze. She may as well have been naked before him as he undressed her with his eyes. She swallowed the bit she’d eaten and took up her glass.

“Sally picked the colour, didn’t she?”

“Yes, she did.” Elvira nodded, setting down her glass, spearing a carrot with her fork. “Why she keeps trying to dress me up in these bright colors is beyond me. I hate them. And stop laughing. It isn’t funny.” She scolded him as he chortled with glee.

“I will say this, no matter what you wear, no matter how refined or detailed, it shall be on the floor before you even say my name.”

“Hmm…I look forward to it.” she smirked, eying him speculatively.

He took up his glass, holding it up to her in a toast. She copied him. “To my heart, the mother of my children, and the woman whom I worship. My love for you grows like that of the rose, I am all I am because of you.”

“Oh darling.” Elvira smiled. “It is that love that has made me the woman I am today. I am no longer that embittered, spoiled woman of yesterday, thinking that the world belonged to me, that it owed me to grace it with my presence. And you have given me three of the greatest gifts I could have ever received; your love…and two beautiful children. Thank you.” she smiled warmly, touching her glass to his before taking a sip. Not once did her eyes leave his.

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Re: .:RP:. Count Marulo’s Estate
April 11, 2014 04:57PM
Carriage just off the grounds

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A black carriage pulled by four dark horses had been laying in wait outside the gates of the Marulo estate. Within the carriage, a man who was wrapped in bandages and holding a jewelled cane. On the seat beside him sat the latest paper that featured an article on the newly arrived twins of the Marulo family. Chuckling darkly to himself, the man in the bandages ran a gloved hand across the image of the happy family.

“A wolf that lays with a demon produces the most delicious of spawn.” His voice was filled with a diabolical edge as the woman who sat across from him flitted her fan wildly. She was not one for kidnapping children, but she knew better than to stay behind when the Master had decided to go ahead with his plans.

“They could be home, Master.” Countess hissed as she peaked out of the curtain that covered the window. The man in bandages didn’t seem to care. “It’s not like…they are going to see me.” Taking off his hat and setting it down, he then removed his glasses with both gloved hands showing no eyes hiding in behind them. Slowly he unravelled the bandages and the invisible man was going to make his first strike against the family Marulo.

Leaving behind his clothing and coat, the door to the carriage opened as though by unseen hand, which it was. A voice called back.

“Be ready to take the children, and driver…we head immediately back to the manor!”

That said, the invisible man spirited off through the gates and left the Countess to her devices. “I hate children.” The Countess going back to admiring herself in her broken compact.

The Nursery

While Sally had been left to take care of the small twins, so that the Count and Countess could enjoy a romantic evening on the terrace, little did she know that danger was lurking close by. The odd sound of padding of footsteps was heard up the hall, then the door handle turned slowly. If she was to see, the door would open all by itself, but could she sense the presence of an intruder?

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Re: .:RP:. Count Marulo’s Estate
April 11, 2014 06:35PM
Nursery

Sally was sitting in the rocking chair near the twins, humming a lullabye to follow them into their dreams. She had a roll of yarn in her hands and was currently knitting each of them a blanket that would be a keepsake for them to keep through the remainder of their life. She was quite talented that way.

The click of the door opening caught her attention at once and she looked up to see the door sliding open. But no one entered the room.

Frowning, she got to her feet, setting aside her knitting. She moved to the open door and peeked into the hall. Seeing no one there, she closed the door. After making sure Dominique and Damion were still sleeping, she went back to her knitting, unaware of the danger that lurked close by.

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Re: .:RP:. Count Marulo’s Estate
April 11, 2014 06:47PM
The Nursery

The Lord Horne was not always one to toy with the victims of his malice, however by seeing the demure maid walk straight past him and peek out the door into the hall, he could not help himself. As she was the guardian of the children this eve, he planned to make this baby snatch into a game. Sally was knitting, with a large ball of yarn. Without sound, he crept over to one of the candelabras and started to blow each one out, till only one remained lit.

That would at least give her the feeling that….something was in the room with her and the twins. If that didn’t startle her, he would then pinch the ball of yarn and roll it across the floor towards the patio doors. His view of the children now meant that if she was chasing around the yarn like a silly kitty, he could collect the children and then whisk them out of the room.

He first…picked up Damion and right on cue the baby started to grizzle as its blanket fell away from him. The tiny baby’s feet kicking out in protest. Baby stealing was never going to be easy.

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Re: .:RP:. Count Marulo’s Estate
April 11, 2014 07:24PM
Nursery

The candles in the room started going out one by one, causing Sally to look around, eyes narrowed dangerously. It couldn’t have been the wind, seeing as the windows were closed. Her ball of yarn, that she had painstakingly rolled herself, fell from the chair and went rolling across the room, leaving a trail of yarn in its wake. Cursing the air blue, she went after it, not wanting it to unravel completely. She did not hear Damion fuss behind her nor see his little body float into the air as if picked up by unseen hands.

But someone else did, and she was not pleased.

Before the invisible person could even leave, a slight glow appeared in front of his escape route, glowing brighter and brighter with each moment, almost blinding in its intensity.

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“You shall not take these children today.” A very powerful voice spoke, just before Evangeline appeared before him. “They are well-protected by one more powerful than Myself and you would do well to leave before I destroy you.” Evangeline was enraged that someone would dare try to harm her charges. She reached for the youngest Marulo child, pulling him into her protective embrace before moving to stand at Dominique’s side.

A second glow began to manifest at her side and she watched passively as another angel staggered into being next to her. He was kind of rough looking and looked as if he’d spent all of his afterlife rolling in dirt. “Hello, Errick.” she greeted him with a sigh.

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“‘Ello, love. What’s this we ‘ave ‘ere then?” Errick wondered, looking at the Invisible Man. “My Good Sir, did you know that your nose looks to have fallen off? Quite disturbing that is.” Errick chuckled. Evangeline rolled her eyes and placed the tiny baby boy in Errick’s arms.

“Errick, please stop fooling around and be serious for once. You wished to learn to be a Guardian. Now is your chance to watch and learn.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Errick sighed, straightening up and keeping a careful hold on Damion. Evangeline turned back to the Invisible Man. Clearly he wasn’t invisible if Angels could see him.

“You are still here. I guess I shall have to see you on your way.” She scowled, rubbing her hands together. There was the sound of thunder rolling and yet there were no clouds to be seen. Between her hands, static electricity began to build until there were sparks arching between her fingertips.

Sally had finally gotten a hold of her yarn and turned back into the room, only to pause in shock upon seeing baby Damion floating in midair.

“Satan’s Saggy Balls!” she exclaimed right before she fainted.

Neither angel took notice as the ball of electricity began to grow between Evangeline’s hands. “Leave…now…or you will face My Wrath!” she warned for the final time.

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Re: .:RP:. Count Marulo’s Estate
April 11, 2014 07:49PM
The Nursery

The Invisible man had not counted on the fact that the spawn of a were and demon would be protected by the likes of guardian angels. THIS was most unexpected and caused the Lord Horne to become incensed with rage. How dare they interrupt his fiendish schemes. He may have been unseen to the eyes of mortals and some immortals, but not to that of the pair of guardians, one of which was now holding Damion – the boy cub.

Hissing violently, the Invisible man snatched up the knitting needles that Sally was using and twirled them as though they were slim throwing knives. He was anything if not creative when choosing weapons.

The ball of lightning that Evangeline toyed with was growing by the second and she was threatening Lord Horne with it.

“Does your God know you serve evil?” Lord Horne hissed at the pair, another twirl of the knitting needles, as he glanced down at the unconscious Sally. “I can smell it on her as well. These aren’t mortals….Angel. But their souls….oh yes….mmm…. they smell so good.”

Either way, he was not leaving without getting something out of this situation, and he attempted to throw the knitting needles to plunge into Sally’s chest. If he was accurate, he would soon suck the very soul from her body and then be on his way.

“You’re not HER guardian!”

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Re: .:RP:. Count Marulo’s Estate
April 11, 2014 08:06PM
Terrace

Elvira was enjoying her time with her mate, but there was this strange thought in the back of her mind that something was terribly wrong. She just couldn’t figure out what that was. The carefree smile that was upon her face slowly began to disappear.

“Something’s wrong.” she whispered. “Virgo…something’s wrong…” she looked at him, eyes wide with panic. “The children!” She leapt up from the table and made a mad dash into the house. Would she be in time?

Nursery

“Does your God know you serve evil?” the man hissed, picking up Sally’s knitting needles and twirling them in his hands.

“He was the one who assigned Me this duty, one which I have taken on proudly.” Evangeline replied in a calm tone. His gaze moved to the unconcious Sally.

“I can smell it on her as well. These aren’t mortals….Angel. But their souls….oh yes….mmm…. they smell so good.”

“Be that as it may, you will not harm these people. I will not allow you to.” she stated, spreading her hands apart so that the ball of energy hovered between her hands.

“You’re not HER guardian!” he shouted, making to throw the needles at Sally. In the distance, Elvira’s voice could be heard screaming Sally’s name. Just when it looked as if the needles would strike home, they bounced off something invisible, winging off to the left and embedding themselves into the wall with a -Twang!- sound.

A third glow of light, this one pure golden lit up the room like the sun on a summer day. Shocked, Evangeline clenched her fingers, dissipating the ball of energy. She wasn’t aware of any other angels assigned to the Marulos. What was going on?

The being that manifested within the golden light was in a word, Ethereal. With bright golden wings flared out behind her, she seemed larger then life. Her brownish-red eyes took in the room at a glance, her blonde hair flowing in an unseen breeze.

“But I am her guardian. Begone foul demon before I rip your soul to shreds. You are not welcome here.” the woman exclaimed.

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Re: .:RP:. Count Marulo’s Estate
April 11, 2014 08:27PM
Terrace

The Count was enjoying his evening so far, the meal was simply sumptuous and he was looking forward to desert. Both the one on the trolley and the one between his wife’s thighs. Chuckling as he thought of how the evening would end up, his smile soon dissipated as his wife lost her own.

“Something’s wrong.”

At these words, the Count leapt up from the chair he was sitting on, his nose in the air and straining to hear over the quartet. He rounded on them and shouted. “Silence!” All the band members dropped their instruments at the throaty roar from the Count who looked puzzled at his wife. Then..she said the words that he would come to dread.

“The children!”

It was as if something had been triggered inside the Count as his eyes went a shocking color of red. “WHAT?!” Seeing his wife run from their table, he let out a terrible howl and then bounded after her, his clothes shredding from his form as he started to morph into that of his were self. The roar of the beast coming to the fore at the thought his children were in danger. So much for their romantic night. Bounding up the stairs, he rocketed past his wife in a bid to save his children from whatever it was that had entered the house. He didn’t even stop to open the door. The Were broke it down.

This was all too much for the Invisible man. He had no idea that the household was protected, and with the arrival of the enraged were, he wasn’t planning to stick around to find out. He darted across the room and smashed his way out of the glass doors to the patio, before leaping off the deck into the rose bushes below with a loud thud. Leaving behind a trail of blood, the invisible man made a wild dash for the gates, where his carriage was waiting.

Inside the nursery, the Were was snarling and snapping at the angels that were lighting up the room – their glowing essence almost blinding. Virgo was so caught up in his rage he failed to see who the real threat had been.

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Re: .:RP:. Count Marulo’s Estate
April 11, 2014 08:53PM
Nursery

Hearing that their children were possibly in danger was all the incentive Virgo needed. He raced passed Elvira, morphing into his werewolf form and got to the nursery well ahead of her. The door was knocked off the hinges as he charged in, snapping and growling at whomever was in the room. Elvira was behind him moments later and froze upon seeing three glowing figures (one of which was holding her son) and an unconcious Sally on the floor.

“What the bloody fuck is going on here?” she demanded. At that moment, the window across the room crashed outward, glass shards hitting the ground below as something ran off into the night.

Virgo was insensed with rage, growling at Errik, who was still holding Damion. The being with the gold wings turned her reddish gaze upon the snapping werewolf.

“Be calm, Lord Marulo. Your children are safe.” she stated.

“Who are you?” Elvira wondered, placing a hand on her husband’s flank in an effort to calm his rage. Evangeline poked Errick in the side and looked pointedly from the baby in his arms to the worried mother and father. Errick blinked once before he approached the pair slowly, pacing the sleeping babe to his mother, who cuddled him as tightly as his small body allowed without waking him.

“My name…is Lady Tempest of the House of Brax.” the being revealed. “And I have been watching over my brethren, both dark and light for thousands of years. You and your family included, Lady Marulo.”

(Crossover RP has now commenced…)

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April 11, 2014 10:07PM
Nursery

The massive head of the were swung back and forth, with drool dribbling down from its enormous fangs. Bared menacingly at the one that held his son. In this form it was near impossible to reason with the Were, and only when the boy was safely back in the arms of his mother did the Were stop the ferocious growling sound. It didn’t like the presence of the holy beings, and kept pushing Elvira with his body, trying to get her back from them and towards the cribs. The only thing that stopped him attacking, was the fact that for now, it appeared the children were safe.

The Carriage outside the gates

A god awful thud was heard outside the carriage, which startled the Countess who had been waiting expectantly for Lord Horne’s return – with the children. The door was flung open, and there was smeared blood prints on the glass, as the carriage jostled from the weight of the Invisible man. The door slammed shut as the carriage started off. Of course, there was no sign on the children. Had he failed?

“What happened?”

The Countess was dying to know how the Lord Horne was bleeding, and without his prize.

“GAH…ANGELS…WHAT…ARE ANGELS DOING PROTECTING DEMON SPAWN? ANSWER ME THAT!” Lord Horne roared as he started to wind the bandages back around his head. He was incensed to be beaten by God’s own servants. It made no sense whatsoever and he was going to make sure that he didn’t mess up next time. The Countess cringed at the Invisible man’s wrath. There was no telling how Lord Horne was going to be for the next few days. First the failure at the Opera house, now this.

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The carriage lumbered away, with the Invisible man cursing at the Countess, who wished she was anywhere but with him.

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The Vaas Lands ~Angels~ (6) – Mirari: The Forest of Ashes (BoK)

09 Sunday Feb 2014

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February 01, 2014 07:20PM
Top Deck – The Lady Bass

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The Captain had given the Lady Celeste time to recuperate from her misadventure with Amber and the argument that followed, by allowing her to sleep as long as she needed. Now that he had set the course for the next adventure of the crew of the Lady Bass, it was ploughing through the waves at speed, with its sails billowing in full and the crew working hard to keep everything ship shape. Scrubbing the decks, working the ropes, ensuring that the sails were rigged properly, even a few lads had gone up the masts and were working on the larger sails, while the cabin boy had found himself a sanctuary in the crow’s nest.

Derek strutted along the top deck, wearing his usual pirating clobber, complete with hat, and stopped to take out his eye glass and survey the horizon for ships to plunder. On this day the seas were a bit choppy, so for those with a weak stomach, they might find the going a bit rough.

Down below, Celeste was having some terrible nightmares. Her screams were heard all the way up to the top deck, which not only frightened the sea gulls, but had the crew all stop and look at each other.

“Are all men accounted for?” The Captain asked of his first mate, wondering if one of his men had gone down to take liberties from Celeste. The first mate did a quick head count and shrugged. “All be up here bar the Cook, and he never is seen out of the galley, Cap’n.”

“Odd…then what the blazes is she screaming for?”

“Perhaps….you could go ask?”

“What am I…a butler? A lackey? Do I have to pull up me britches and race on after her everytime she opens her mouth?”

“No, Cap’n…but uhm, she is your guest. You know. *wiggles fingers*“Parlay?”

The Captain dragged his hand down his face, and stomped down to the lower decks, and rapped on her door.

“I say…everything alright in there?”

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
February 01, 2014 08:27PM
Third Cabin to the Right aboard The Lady Bass

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Celeste moved from about the cot and ran to the edge of the tub, although filled with grime and dirty salt water she pushed her hands into the water and splashed her face. The water dripped along her face and instantly cooled her off as she began to gather her thoughts of what had just happened. Rising from her kneeling position she brushed the water from her lips, eyes and chest; grabbed the blanket she’d kept on the cot and wrapped herself around image. Her eyes wandered over the morning sun as she looked out onto the sea. It was indeed a beautiful sight, although it wasn’t one of her particular favorites, it was magnificent in its own way.

Her prior scream was sure to reach the Captain, be he at his desk or up top on deck. She’d known it would reach him, he’d be annoyed; if but slightly. And of course he’d come check on her. None of these she’d expected to happen from her scream. At least not to the point of annoying him and forcing him to come check on her. Celeste felt helpless. Much like a child, grounded to stay indoors. Her golden brown hues gazed out into the ocean blue as she wrapped her arms around her, to stay warm, to think straight. Anything to keep herself from having to relive the nightmare she’d just had.

Lost in thought she found herself becoming accustomed to the sea as the waves brushed along each other and the side of the ship. Then, a knocking; no, a rapping at her door was heard.

It was the Captain. But of course, who else could it have be? she thought to herself.

“I say…everything alright in there?” Derek had asked. Celeste blinked and turned her head a good 50 degrees to the right, looking over her shoulder as she spoke softly to the somewhat concerned Captain.

”Yes…” She responded while just now noticing the tears streaming down her face. ”Come in…” She spoke again, not caring to wipe her face then.

The Captain nodded and entered through the Cabin. His gaze kept towards the floor in case she’d played a trick on him and ‘wanted’ him to catch her in the act of changing, or worse; her being naked. But to his surprise and shock, she wasn’t. At least not at this moment, for when he looked up, all he could see was a sight of beauty and wonder. Why he began to feel this way, he’d not known. But he proceeded through the room and moved towards her, careful to keep a small distance between then so as to not trigger anything that’d frighten, or upset her.

I heard a scream, and well… to be frank, It startled my men, and they insisted I check on you. In the moment as his words left his lips he found out, he’d told a half lie to himself. He fancied her, and by looking at her in her distressed state he wondered how he’d let himself get so close to her… to anyone.

”I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten anyone aboard. I gather I’m supposed to keep quiet, and stay silent; correct?” She sighed then as the tears silently flowed down her face. Her hand coming to brush a falling one that’d moved over her lip. ” But if you must know… it was just a nightmare.” She moved from looking out at sea, and then eyed him down. In the light of the morning sun, Derek was truly a sight to behold. His dashing smile made her skin tingle, his tossy hair made her heart warm, and his sudden concern not only shocked her but made her feel somewhat safer around him. He was, the epitome of an angel.

And just like that, to put a damper on things and make the mood more awkward than it was… she spoke one final time as she gazed into his dreamy eyes.

”My parents…” She felt her bottom lip quiver with fear as she gulped and continued to speak, the tear falling down her eye, over her cheek and towards her lips.“They died at sea…”

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
February 02, 2014 07:10PM
Third Cabin to the Right aboard The Lady Bass

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The Captain had been privy to many a tale, of how ships would set sail only never to return. It was one of the great risks that one undertakes when sailing out into the deep blue, and no matter how well prepared, or how strong a ship’s might; it can succumb to the sea, for its power is far greater than that of the wind alone. As a Pirate, one learns never to take the sea for granted, as many a fishing village does. It’s where the spoils and fortunes are won and lost, from a freak wave, to the swirling whirlpools that suck a ship to the very bottom. Giant squids, whales, and of course more fishy tales like Mermaids are common in folk lore, written and spoken about since the days when man first discovered how to sail.

The Captain sat upon one of the trunks, and watched the fair Celeste as she explained that her nightmare was the result of flashbacks. Her parents…died at sea. The Captain reached up and took off his hat, and placed it upon his chest, to show that his prayers were with the poor departed souls.

“And yet you cannot let go of your dreams and move on. The sea took your loved ones, and you have yet to come to terms with this.” The Captain said simply, before placing the hat back on his head with a light tug.

“Miss…death is part of life. It’s the next big adventure. I’d like to think that if you can remember your parents in the happier times, it makes the dark past fade into insignificance.”

He rose to standing, and then approached the girl, but instead of looking at her, he stared out the window.

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“Your parents died together? If so, then that is how I want to go. With my lady love at my side, to travel with me to the other side….and be together for eternity.” Even though he had just lost his own parents, he still had a romantic notion of what relationships and death meant. He turned his head, staring down at the girl.

“My advice. When you are better rested, go to the top deck, right at the moment that the sun is about to slip from the horizon. At that precise moment, take off the necklace you wear, and throw it into the sea. My bet, that the spirits of your loved ones, shall receive this token…an offering, and help them move on, thus freeing you from your nightmares.”

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February 02, 2014 10:47PM
Third Cabin to the Right aboard The Lady Bass

The Captain had sat down upon one of the trunks in the room and watched her as she explained of her nightmare. The flashback of how her parents had died at sea. Her eyes wandered over him, trying to look for an expression of sorts and before long he reached up, removed his hat and placed it to his chest. A pirate thing, she presumed. He must have been showing that he cared for her enough to let his prayers be with her parent’s departed souls.

And as she watched on, his lips moved on their own accordance to his actions and the situation at hand.“And yet you cannot let go of your dreams and move on. The sea took your loved ones, and you have yet to come to terms with this.” The Captain had spoken simply before then moving to put his hat against his head as it was before.
She moved about the small cabin and tried to speak, but before doing so he continued to speak on.

“Miss…death is part of life. It’s the next big adventure. I’d like to think that if you can remember your parents in the happier times, it makes the dark past fade into insignificance.” Celeste pondered this over before then turning to look out the window, avoiding his gaze in total for not wanting to admit that truth; the one he’d spoken of. She feared if she had she’d just end up spilling a waterfall of tears before him once more. And she needn’t do that in front of the Captain; she’d already caused him enough stress as it was. For she, being the young woman she was; was a handful.

By this time the Captain rose to his full height, standing and then moving towards her. She needn’t look at him to know this, for she heard his footsteps draw near. And before he inched before her he turned his head to look out the window as she’d been doing before he entered.

“Your parents died together? Celeste gave a slight nod.

If so, then that is how I want to go. With my lady love at my side, to travel with me to the other side….and be together for eternity.” Her body stood still just then, no breaths taken, just a gaze. Her eyes to his, never wavering as she thought about what he’d said just then. And then everything resumed as it was. Her own lips quivering and then moving, parting ways and allowing air to pass as she then spoke to him; finally.

”Out of curiosity… what makes you want to—“ She stopped herself before continuing and then brushed the thought aside.

Derek turned his head to look at her and as a parting praise he spoke a final time.

“My advice. When you are better rested, go to the top deck, right at the moment that the sun is about to slip from the horizon. At that precise moment, take off the necklace you wear, and throw it into the sea. My bet, that the spirits of your loved ones, shall receive this token…an offering, and help them move on, thus freeing you from your nightmares.” His words, made sense, but were confusing to her all at once. A lot to take in from everything that’d happened. But she smiled to him and then moved her hand from about her arm to place on his shoulder if he’d let it. If so she’d brush his arm slightly and then ease him out of the cabin with her own final words.

”I will heed your advice, and think it over as I sleep once more… Honestly; thank you, I know I’ve caused you quite some stress and I need not cause you anymore, so please. . . just go. I know the sight of me must be a disgrace to everyone on your ship. It’s bad enough you’ve kept me aboard this long…” She sighed and took a deep breath before moving to the small cot, and laying down once more, her eyes finally trying to catch a night’s rest, one which she was sure she deserved and hope she’d get; this time around.

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
February 03, 2014 05:28PM
Haven Castle

~Earlier on the hillside of the Pyre~

Nanny had had just about enough of the carry on between the Angel of Justice and the Knight, who seemed more intent on banging chests than actually doing good. They were so preoccupied with their fight, that they didn’t notice Nanny start to back away slowly, before finally turning, and making her way into the wood. She left behind the dead horse and the now empty cart of rotten food, and knew her passage to Haven should only now be a few short miles by foot. With the vial of Orion safely worn around her neck, and tucked within her bosom, she pulled back up the tattered hood, and followed the winding paths, that would lead her to Haven.

Haven Castle – The Throne room

In the Throne room of the Haven Castle, Clarice was still trying to come to terms with the enormity of her situation. A child Queen. Who would ever have thought such a thing? Derek was the true heir, or at least that is what Clarice believed. She knew how hard it had been for her father, for he was serious for many years, right up till his death trying to save her Mother; Metia.

Sighing, she plonked down on the floor and rested her chin on her upturned fists.

“I don’t think I am going to like being Queen.” Clarice said with a pout. Queens were grown ups, and Clarice didn’t want to grow up just yet. Rashna could see that the little one was not ready for the responsibilities, but she made it her duty to help the child cope with the changes. She crouched down on the floor beside her, and placed a slender finger under the girl’s chin.

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“You know, Queens do fun things too.”

“Like what?”

“Well….they go to grand parties, and….dress up.” Rashna came up with that one out of the air, thinking that Clarice did love dress up time when she was kept at the safe haven.

“Can I take my turtle to the parties?” Clarice inquired, now starting to brighten up at the prospect of wearing pretty dresses and masks. The young Queen glanced up at Ira, who was smiling down at the child. She reminded him so much of Henry when he was young. Only, his brother lost his turtle in a stream when he let it go for a swim.

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“But of course, your Majesty.” Ira said, now feeling more confident about Clarice’s reign over the Vaas lands. Clarice jumped up from where she sat and then pulled out her turtle from her pocket.

“You hear that, Tog. We can go to parties.”

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Outside the gates of Haven Castle.

Very few people take notice of a peddler woman, or one that looked to be dressed in rags. In fact the thought that she might have leprosy, had guards and commoners alike giving Nanny a wide birth. Not to mention, she had driven that cart of rotten food all the way from the Brax lands, so it was safe to say she smelt worse than the back end of a donkey.

Passing through the gates, Nanny felt her heart swell, as she saw the grand castle of Angels. Her journey was almost complete, and the vial within her bosom actually vibrated and glowed fiercely. She was finally bringing it home. Passing by rows of guards and traders as she went through the town square, the chatter of those that went about their lives, spoke of a child Queen. In fact, news of the rise of Princess Clarice of Casterly to that of Queen had caused quite a stir. Many had expected Prince Derek to return, but alas, it seemed he would rather have his adventures, than serve his people.

Nanny actually clapped her hands with excitement. A child ruler, one that had not been tainted by the horrors of war and death, like that of her parents. Now more than ever, Nanny wanted to return the vial to its rightful owner. She hurried along the cobble stoned streets, till reaching the gates of the palace. Here, she knocked on the outpost door, and a guard came out, looking at the old woman oddly.

“What you want old Woman?”

From within her tattered cloak, she removed a piece of paper, that had the royal seal of Casterly.

“I come from afar, to return to Ira Casterly, the last writings of the King, Henry of Casterly.”

The Guard looked stunned, as he saw the royal seal, and knew that it could not have been fabricated. The document had blood on it, as though taken from his body, which it had been. He opened the gate, and then escorted Nanny towards the throne room.

The Throne room

As Rashna and Ira spoke with Clarice about her turtle, and what wonderful parties they would attend, there was a light breeze picked up from the balcony, which then became a blazing blue light. Down fluttered a messenger, who was little more like a fairy than a fae. She was wearing a powder blue dress, and the bluest of blue eyes. She bowed and scraped, and then with a tinkling voice, she chimed.

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“Greetings, salutations, Hello and hello. I am Pya, the messenger of the Queen Arianna of Laegess. I come with an invitation to the Monarch of the Angels. We are having a ball tonight, to celebrate the return of the future King, Prince Sirus of Laegess, and word has it that he is to be wed, to Tempest of Brax.” She stood there beaming, as she handed over the scroll invitation to Clarice, and then fluttered out the window, only to vanish in thin air.

Clarice became excited. A ball. An invitation. A PARTY!

“Can we go….please?”

Ira and Rashna stared at one another. Tempest was the grand daughter of Henry and Metia, as well as the King of Brax. How was it she was to be married to a Fae Prince? This was all very strange, and the timing couldn’t have been more perfect. There was a knock at the throne room door, and the guard escorted in Nanny, who looked about in awe at the gleaming white and gold room.

“M’lord, this lady said she has some document from the King Henry, asked to see you.”

Ira creased his brow, and crossed the floor, before Nanny bowed politely, and spotted the child Queen Clarice, who looked so much like Tempest at her age. Ira held his hand out for the document, and Nanny graciously handed it over.

“Tis not just the will and last words of the King…but there is something else. Taken from the hands of the Queen, who never used it.” She then extracted the vial of Orion from her bosom. It glowed fiercely and this was when she handed it to the child. “This was once in your hands, I believe that you were told, it could save a life, or take it. But it can do something even more powerful. Child, you will know when to use it. It will sing to you, and you shall see them once more.”

Clarice took the vial, remembering it from the day her mother was taken. She didn’t understand then, why the Brax hated her family so, but she knew Tempest loved them, and with the news of her wedding to the Prince of Fae, the child knew she had to go.

“Uncle, Aunt, may we take this lady with us to the Ball of the Laegess?’

Rashna and Ira thought for a moment, as Nanny looked confused. “Ball of Laegess? They are fae.”

“Yes.” Rashna said. “Tempest Brax is to marry their soon to be King.”

The nanny just stood there, then clutched her hand up to her heart.

“TEMPEST!” she cried, and then fainted onto the floor. Ira rushed to her side, and helped prop her up. The old Nanny was in shock. For all the time she searched, for the child of light and dark, that could bring peace to the realms, she was in the last place that Nanny ever thought to look. Her eyelids fluttered, and she stared up at Ira. “I was her Nanny, and I brought home the bodies of the King and Queen to the pyre, before coming here all the way from Brax. Please…please let me come to the ball. My one and only wish, is to see the child be happy.”

The decision was then made. The four would go to the Ball to represent Casterly and the Angels. What would Tempest say, to this most unusual family reunion?

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
February 03, 2014 05:59PM
The Military Training Grounds

Estelle stopped dead in tracks, listening to Calypso’s words of confusion and apologies. She could not believe the girl simply couldn’t see the Knight for what he was. Spinning on her heel, she closed the gap between them and stood with her hands on hips. Pursing her lips as she fought with what to say without sounding rude, she had to inwardly count to ten, before letting rip.

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”From the very moment he saw you, the man has gone out of his way….for you. From getting you out of that stinking gaol, to paying your way and buying you so that the guards would not take you back. I have never known any man to pay a fortune for a woman’s freedom before in my entire life. I think…NO, I know you owe him, but that rejection? Really? I would die if he even gave me any sort of look that he gives you.”

Ah, so Estelle had fancied the Knight from afar also. This was turning into a real triangle. Huffing loudly, Estelle then heard the cries of her patients, and she knew she had to go back to work. Using her index finger, she prodded Calypo’s chest.

”Do me…a huge favour. Sort yourself out. I don’t need idle hands when working on the sick. I want a level headed woman. Either you can help me with the sick, or you would rather go back to the Mountains…at this stage, I don’t care.”

Flipping her hair back, she went back on towards the med tent, while Sir Reginald watched on, fascinated.

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
February 03, 2014 06:51PM
The Military Training Grounds

The Ranger’s eyes widened and she took a step back, shocked by Estelle’s reaction and, in all honesty, in fear of the angel. She’d made a mess of things even more so than she thought. She nodded with a furrowed brow and nodded, acquiescing to Estelle’s order – or, rather, fulfilling her request for a favor. She backed away slightly, looking to the ground. Suddenly her jaw set in anger and she dropped the bag. She knew it would not break the mirror, and she honestly didn’t care. One day. She’d not been back one day, and already she’d lost every friendship she’d built here, to one thing or another. It was all her. Her fault, her doing. She spoke in Elvish, unaware of Sir Reginald’s presence, thinking switching to the ancient tongue would prevent any passerby from truly hearing her. “Worthless is he that turns away when the road darkness. You wretched woman, you are naught but trouble! A fool in your soul, and a demon in your heart! You’ve brought nothing but hurt upon this land and yet you linger for nothing but undeserved attention and now unwanted friendship. You truly are dirt beneath their feet. Damned from the beginning, and now to see you deserve it.” She breathed a heavy sigh, then didn’t breathe for a moment or two. If one looked on, they might have thought she would drop where she stood. She was frozen for what seemed like eternity, her eyes closed and fists clenched. Then she breathed again, shaky and just as heavy as the first. She carefully reached down and lifted the bag with ease. She might as well do something useful. Winona’s last request rang in her mind, but it was dull, overshadowed by the drums beating in her ears as her thoughts swirled around Sir Wayne. “Where do I put this damned thing?” She hadn’t meant to speak aloud, but it helped her thoughts retrace themselves to the task at hand.

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
February 04, 2014 09:47PM
The Dubois Estate

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The skies lit with many colors, ranging from violet, blue and green before then scattering into larger masses of orange and red. The sky had never looked so beautiful than it did this morning, this sunrise; this day. Davina’s eyes glowed with a luminescent white that matched the dim over-glow of the sun as it slowly began to brighten over the horizon. And then an exhale escaped her. She’d sulked too long before finally catching sight of her niece and then losing her again. “I have to find her today, if not today then by the morrow. There is so much she doesn’t know.” She’d said while moving herself from her bed chambers to the shower.

Thirty minutes later and she was done, by far the quickest shower she’d ever taken. Her hair dried and by the time she was down the stairs the breakfast had already been prepared by her best friend, Angelique.

“How long are you going to worry about her Davina?” Angelique had spoken out from the kitchen. Davina veered through the open hall and moved into the kitchen hurriedly and motioned for her plate while speaking. “As long as it takes, she is the only living blood I have left, everyone else is dead. I’ve got to keep an eye on her.” Angelique handed the plate to her and watched as Davina moved with precision to cut the pancakes, pour the syrup, add the butter and dip her pieces of bacon into the syrup; before then moving her fork about her plate and stabbing the pieces, then inserting them into her mouth.

“Davina, please. She is old enough to handle herself, and it’s been years since she left…She’s probably found herself some nice handsome young—“ Davina turned to stare directly into her best friends eyes and pointed the fork in her direction. “If you dare say Pirate, I’ll send you out, with your things without a seconds glance.” Angelique scoffed and moved from her place to clean up.

“Man…” She finally finished. Davina found herself at ease for a moment and pushed her plate towards the direction of the kitchen, her telekinises moving it towards the sink, then dropping it in Angelique’s hands. “I’m trying the Inn, once more.”
A swift movement and she was out of the kitchen and into the living room, standing face to face with the mirror and looking at her reflection, hair comb in hand.

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Davina had moved along the streets of the Vaas Lands, turning through alleyways and dead ends before finally finding her way back to the lovely and ‘quaint’ Inn everyone loved and called… The Donkey’s Dick.

“By heaven, she better be here.” With a silent exhale she swore and leaned forward with her hands pressed firmly against the door, before pushing her way inside; knowing far well how the men and women in the Inn acted.

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
February 09, 2014 01:35AM
Top Deck – Lady Bass

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The voyage thus far had been fairly smooth sailing, with the exception of course of the damsel known as Celeste who was suffering from her child hood nightmares. The course plotted by the Captain had included a stop over on a remote island, which had been rumored to be inhabited by a native tribe that welcomed Pirate folk. Whether this was true or not, Captain Derek was always good for an adventure. Not only that, their fresh water supplies were dwindling, along with fresh foods. Within a few days, the island was sighted, and the ship made its way for the bay, where it was a good place to anchor the ship just shy of the reef.

There was much fevered activity on the main deck, as the crew to go to the island was being picked, while the rest would remain on board, till time for a swap or a hasty retreat if the natives became hostile. The first mate approached the Captain, who was staring at the island through his eyeglass.

“Captain…are you going to give that lady a walk on the beach?” He asked, curious to know if he would dare take the woman to shore. “Depends, Smith. She might not be up for a bit of a trek. She’s not exactly dressed for it.” The Captain said, lowering his eyeglass. He thought for a moment, then shrugged.

“Can’t hurt seeing is she wants off the ship.” The Captain decided, before handing his eyeglass to the first mate, and making his way down to her cabin. Strolling along the corridor, he had to wonder if she was still asleep.

The Captain came to her door, and knocked three times.

“Miss….we have reached an island paradise. Care to come join some of the crew?”

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The Vaas Lands ~Angels~ (5) – Mirari: The Forest of Ashes (BoK)

09 Sunday Feb 2014

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 30, 2014 09:32AM
Rock Island – Mermaid lagoon

“You’re dead wrong.” Celeste screamed, hurling a bolt of mystical energy of pure invisibility at the mermaid, which sent Amber flying up and out of the water, and smashing into a rock wall, then tumbling down into the blue waters without so much as a sound. Celeste may have defeated Amber for the moment, but Celeste was not alone.

And right on cue.

The waters below her rippled as there were dark shadows coming in from the deep. It was clear that the danger was ever present, and while Celeste had managed to expel a great deal of energy at Amber, would she be able to fend off the rest of the mermaid coven? Two large mermen appeared, breaking the surface and throwing back their heads as they did so. Foam of white water built as more and more appeared. Menacing hisses and in human growls filled the cavern. It was not a place for the faint hearted.

“Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me.” She cried silently. “Celeste Dubois, what have you gotten yourself into?” She thought to herself silently as she slowly began trying to plan her next move.

It was then that Amber re-emerged from the watery depths more vicious than before, this instantly sent a slight shiver down Celeste’s spine. Although tired and weary from not having any sleep she closed her eyes and began to think. The mermaids and mermen were coming closer, and at full throttle, nearly close to a dozen if not more. How would she be able to fend them all off?

And just like a light to a small cavern, she’d gotten an idea, just as the angry Amber released a shockwave like scream, Celeste covered her ears. Her body formed into that of a cradle position as the oncoming waves of crab like creature’s neared her.

And as the final resort finally thinking of the worst and holding onto the last bit of courage she’d had left Celeste spoke. “Fine” She sighed and rose while watching as the crabs came closer and closer. “You can have him. I’ll leave him alone; find my own way in this land, wherever I am. And figure it out.” Celeste eyed the oncoming crabs and fended them off with waves of her hand here and there, sending them spiraling back into the water after slamming into the walls.

Celeste stood idly by, her hands readied to defend herself as she breathed heavily from exhausting herself from using too much energy. “You let me go, and I will never see the prince again.” She sighed and felt her heart push against her chest as she prepared for the worst.

“Just promise me… you’ll do what you can to take care of him, and keep him from harm.”

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 30, 2014 04:56PM
Rock Island – Mermaid lagoon

It was turning into a nightmare for Celeste, with the onset of crabs towards her and the menacing mermaids and men that were encircling the rock on which she stood, but litte did they all realize the long boat had just entered the lagoon, the pirates having silently lifted their oars as the Captain hung over the side of the boat, making a bee line for Amber. In his teeth was a curved dagger, that glistened in the moon light. Before she knew what had happened, an arm drapped around her neck, and then the blade was held to her throat. He was a Pirate after all, and knew how to fight.

“Listen up, you tentacle covered sea lizards. You are to let the girl go….or I cut this mermaid’s head right from her neck.”

The Captain made good on his threat, while Amber thrashed and tried to bring her hands up to tear his arm away. It was safe to say, that the Captain was far stronger than the mermaid, and he kept the other mer people in his sights.

“Derek!” The mermaid squeaked, as she felt the metal of the blade to her throat. Her eyes practically bulging, and pupils dilated. All the other mermaids and men swam back as they watched on in horror. The Captain had never looked more serious than he had in his life and then the blade pierced her skin, causing her to shriek.

“Let her go.” The mermaid cried, obviously defeated and feeling her blood trickle out from the knife wound, that would soon be attracting sharks. The moment the mermaid made the order, the crabs backed away, and this gave the girl the chance to clamber around the rocks and leap into the pirate long boat. Once she got on board, and only then, would Derek release Amber, and then make the order to sail back to the Lady Bass.

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 30, 2014 05:40PM
Rock Island – Mermaid lagoon

Celeste felt the effects of having used too much power when tired and sleepy. Instantly as she began to fall towards the water’s edge near the mermaids and mermen out of the corner of her eye she spotted it, the ship; the Lady Bass. Her heart practically leapt out of her chest as instantly her courage reformed and she began rising and steadying herself on the outpost.

“Listen up, you tentacle covered sea lizards. You are to let the girl go….or I cut this mermaid’s head right from her neck.”

The captain had his arm draped around Amber’s neck, dagger in hand ready to slice the mermaid’s neck straight off. Instantly Celeste’s eyes widened at the scene and before she could do any more she looked into Amber’s eyes. Full of complete and utter defeat, she knew Amber was done for, and that she’d lost this one. Celeste looked on as Amber squealed in arms while she cried.”Derek!” she’d cried out. Amber was desperate and felt the cool blade against her neck and instantly Amber commanded to release Celeste.

”Let her go.” Amber insisted almost instantly. Obviously feeling the blood trickle from her skin, to the knife and slowly dripping down her chest, Celeste knew it’d attract the sharks. And thinking on her feet she moved towards the different rocks she’d never noticed before and leapt on each to make her way towards the small long boat to climb aboard then sail back to the Lady Bass.

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The Lady Bass

Finally aboard the Lady Bass, Celeste eyed the men of the main deck and moved to stare at the Prince or rather; the Captain at this time. She’d smiled a tired smile and sighed before speaking.

“Derek, she did it to get attention, everything she’s ever done, was purely for her own self gain. She’s loved you as long as she can remember, as long as she’s lived. And til this day her love has never wavered.” Celeste inched towards the Captain, slow, cold and steadily as she could. “But severing her head won’t fix this…” Celeste smiled then. “You can ensure her the worst possible way by always enjoying life on land, and moving about freely; as well as loving someone who isn’t her.”

Celeste turned to look at the coming rays of the morning dawn. “You’re playful in your own way, a ruler by blood, and above all; you are the kindest and most handsome man I’ve ever laid eyes on. Being crude and violent isn’t in your natural nature. I can’t stop you from harming her further, and if you feel the need to continue, please. Do so. But know that finding someone other than her and moving on about your life as a Captain, Prince or the natural Angel that you are is the best choice in this manner. Doing this, hurting her, isn’t what you want. Not having known you for a full 24 hours, and this much I’ve gathered. Just promise me you’ll do what you feel is right.”

The Captain’s Quarters

Having said her piece Celeste moved about the main deck, nodding to those she’d seen prior to walking the plank and pushed her way through the men and down the decks below towards the long hall that led to the Captain’s Quarters. Her hand jiggled the door. It was locked. But why? She sighed and let out a yawn before then zeroing in on the lock and opening it while swinging the door open. Moving inside towards the map and spinning it once, Celeste soon after making herself comfortable at the desk, waiting to see if the Captain had followed, made the right choice, or severed her head.

It was just a matter of time, because as she looked around the desk, she could only smile to herself while feeling the warmth of her heart. For not only was she finding herself in the random world she’d fumbled upon. She’d found herself to fancy the handsome pirate, the one everyone called; Derek.

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 30, 2014 06:03PM
Vaas Lands – Haven Castle

There was much excitement about the castle with the news Rashna was returning to the Vaas with Princess Clarice, the youngest of the Casterly children. Having kept her in a safe haven whilst the search for Prince Derek had gone on, now that he was nowhere to be found, the desision was made that Clarice was to ascend to the throne as Queen of the Casterly, so that the Kingdom could move forward, from its years of mourning.

Both Rashna and Clarice flew high on the wing, and were seen to be spiriting down by Ira, the current head of the family. King Henry’s own brother, he had done a mighty fine job in holding the realm together, but now it was time for the new generation to lead the people of Vaas into the future.

With fluttering wings, Rashna and Clarice landed, their feet barely touching the ground, as Ira walked towards them and then swooped up Clarice in his arms.

“Welcome home, your Highness.” He said with a joyful air, as Rashna beamed in behind the pair, setting down their bags. Clarice hugged Ira’s neck tight, before pulling back to show off her turtle, that she had brought home in her pocket.

“Aunty said it was time to come home, Uncle. Where is my Brother? Is he here? I want to show him Tog, the turtle.”
Her voice was almost like a melody, as her eyes sparkled at the idea of seeing Derek again. Rashna suddenly looked worried, when she saw the look on Ira’s face. Gently he set the girl down and then crouched, so they were at eye level.

“Princess….your brother could not be found. We did try so hard to find him, but we fear he has gone to a land where he is simply not able to return from.”

This news was somewhat shocking to the young girl, who held her turtle tight in her hands.

“So…he will not be King?”

Ira shook his head and then tilted it as he said what had to be said. “No, child. He won’t. That is why you are home now. The people and the Kingdom need a leader, and that…is to be you.”

Clarice looked shocked and almost dropped Tog.

“But…I am just a kid.” She said, looking bewildered and then glanced back at Rashna, who stepped forward and placed her hands on the girl’s shoulders.

“You are the daughter of King Henry and Queen Metia…you are next in line as heir. It is your duty to become Queen.”

Clarice shook her head and sighed. “But I am just a kid.”

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 30, 2014 09:56PM
Mermaid Cove

Amber was swiftly released from the Captain’s choke hold as soon as Celeste was settled in the long boat. Sheathing his dagger, he then gave the order for the boat to make its way back to the Lady Bass, now that Celeste had been rescued. The Mermaids and mermen gathered in the waters around Amber who was now bleeding on her forehead and neck. The evil look she gave Derek as the boat sailed away showed that though he won this round, there would be another. This was far from over.

Lady Bass

As the crew hoisted the long boat back on board the side of the Lady Bass, Celeste was assisted onto the top deck, by the first mate as the Captain supervised the tying off of the boat to the ship. Leaping up onto the rail, he then listened to Celeste speak her mind about Amber, or at least her interpretation of the relationship that the Captain must have had with the aquatic maiden some time before. He raised a brow, as she cast her judgement, and then swanned through a sea of pirates and crew before descending down towards what he imagined was his cabin. Blinking, he rubbed his right temple, and frowned, as he jumped down onto the main deck, and followed the chatty young lady down to his quarters.

Captain’s quarters

Opening the door, the Captain spied the young lady looking about his desk. He closed the door behind him with a loud bang, that was certain to startle her. Walking on, with his hands behind his back, tapping the back of his palm to the inner palm of his left hand, he lowered his head as he tried to gather his thoughts on exactly what to say.

“You are by far, one of the most…bizarre women I have ever encountered.” Well, that was a first for the Captain, who was usually more reserved in casting judgement on others. He started to pace back and forth, every now and then pointing at her, as he spoke.

“You had the nerve to parade yourself in front of my crew about what you believed me to be, and I can assure you, that your assumptions are FAR from accurate. I DO not appreciate my identity being so easily flounced around with aplomb.”

Oh he was just getting warmed up.

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“The fact that you decided to jump off the plank, was…YOUR choice, and then you put yourself in danger with the likes of Amber and her underwater goonies. Yes, I did come to your aid, and yes, I am sure you are grateful, my dear.” At this point he rounded the desk and stood right in front of her so she could get a good whiff of his scent.“Never…EVER..speak in front of my crew like that again…SAVVY?”

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 30, 2014 10:59PM
Captain’s Quarter’s

Celeste easily drifted to sleep in the time the Captain was gone. Her mind had wandered a she slowly fell into a day dream, fields of flowers and meadows, the sight of her in a gown envied by many and a man, who this man was, she’d no clue… but she was sure to find out as she slowly inched closer to him, though he be not far off from the meadow she strolled and frolicked through.

*Slam*

The door to the cabin of the Captain’s Quarters had shut with force. Celeste opened her eyes, calmly, yet in a startled like fashion.

“So you’ve come and let her off.” Celeste spoke tiredly.

The Captain looked at her and narrowed his eyes. “You are by far, one of the most…bizarre women I have ever encountered.” Celeste laughed slightly if silently at best, at this. Her eyes rose and she lifted her head to look at him as he continued.

“You had the nerve to parade yourself in front of my crew about what you believed me to be, and I can assure you, that your assumptions are FAR from accurate. I DO not appreciate my identity being so easily flounced around with aplomb.” By now the Captain was throwing his arms up in every which way to emphasize how serious he was when he spoke to her, his anger only beginning to build. A light whimper escaped Celeste’s lips as she brushed her hair from the right side of her face to fall behind her back, just no later having the left side of her hair cascade right down her opposing shoulder, half covering her face, beautiful; though tired.

“If you think that was a parade, then you’re wrong Captain. That was far from a parade. Far be it for me to speak on my own beliefs of what I’ve seen, but also from what I’ve heard from that wretched mermaid beauty, who by now far off in the distance is plotting her revenge schemes as we speak.” Celeste was feeling it, the warming up of the Captain’s speech and it was then she placed her hands to her arms and rubbed them as she continued to feel the cold chill down her spine.

“The fact that you decided to jump off the plank, was…YOUR choice.” Celeste sighed heavily before speaking in turn. “If you’d paid attention to the call of the waves, as rough as they’d been last eve; as a Captain should might I add. You’d known I’d fallen and not jumped.” She’d had enough, and just as she rounded to stand he continued.

“And then you put yourself in danger with the likes of Amber and her underwater goonies.” This was becoming too much for her, and she felt it. But with each passing moment she also felt another. Her courage; rising from the depths within her core. “You’d think I’d willingly place myself in danger? Just like that?” She coughed then and continued before then beginning to move to stand. At this point Derek had rounded the desk and stood right in front of her so she could get a good whiff of his scent.“Never…EVER..speak in front of my crew like that again…SAVVY?” By this time, she stood. Celeste was near eye level if not a foot or two shorter than he. His eyes, doe brown as they were looked into hers and she instantly felt it again. The same pool of energy she’d felt when she was first captured by the wicked mermaid, Amber. His scent drifted in the morning, dawn air. She’d not know what the smell was exactly, but it’d made her knees weak. And she’d had enough of the arguing they’d done. Celeste inched closer to the Captain, as dangerous as he was at this time, and as tired as she was, she didn’t care. The pull was real. As her head lifted to look towards the sunrise, the rays danced along her fair skin and allowed the light to surround her, her body slowly glowing in an angelic rarity of white light; her lips parting from her cold, now pale and pouty lips as she spoke slowly and precisely to the Captain, to Derek.

“Why?” She spoke. “Why save me?” Her eyes glowed in the glistening light, as her skin did. Awaiting a response, hopefully now having had the courage to withstand whatever amount of rage he’d unloaded on her. Her tired body collapsed forward and she placed a hand amongst his semi-bare chest; purely on accident and from having collapsed from her weary and exhausted night. Still, her head now downward moved to look unto his chest, small hairs protruding from the open space as she awaited his response.

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 31, 2014 01:17AM
Captain’s Quarter’s

“Why? Why save me?” Now that was indeed a good question. The Captain somewhat surprised when the girl more or less collapsed against his chest, fatigued from the arduous night. At first all he could do, was stare into her doe like eyes, and feel the caress of her slender digits upon his skin. So cool on his warm chest, it sent a tingle through him which was totally unexpected.

“I err. I…well, it’s what you do, isn’t it? You did invoke parlay, and then you got into strife. I was obliged…I..”

The Captain’s voice died away the longer that he stared at her. The morning’s light had shone through the small portholes, and not only illuminated her skin, by brought out the beauty of her eyes. His brow creased as his anger seeped away like the tidal currents. Derek placed his hands over hers, then pushed her back so she was standing freely. She was still wearing the wet and ragged dress that she wore in the ocean, and not only that she was shivering from cold. This simply wouldn’t do.

“You need to get out of those clothes, and to be warm.” He said, with some authority. He then called over her shoulder.

“Thomas!”

Behind the door, you could hear the shuffle of footsteps, and then the door opened, a light creaking sound of rusted hinges.

“Aye Sir?” The young cabin boy asked, looking at the couple with a slightly raised brow, like he had walked in on something he shouldn’t. The Captain then ordered:

“Get this lady a clean set of clothes from the trunks in the hold, and get the guest cabin ready.”

“Yes Sir.” Thomas said, tipping his red hat before closing the door again, leaving the Captain alone with Celeste.

“Regardless of what you may or not know of me, I don’t take advantage of a lady in…such a state as you are in. I suggest that you go to the third cabin on the right before the stairs, then take the fresh clothes that Thomas brings you and then have a sleep. It will do both you…and me some good, I think,”

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It wasn’t totally unreasonable, and this would give the Captain time to think, of what to do with the girl.

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January 31, 2014 09:18AM
Captain’s Quarters

The Captain’s expression changed, he’d been surprised by the collapse of her, his chest felt cold at the touch of her as all he did was stare into her eyes, feeling the ever soft touch of her cold fingers against his chest. Celeste breathed heavily for a moment, as she’d felt it for the third time in less than 24 hours. This man, this Prince; or Pirate as everyone so knew him by. He’d captivated her.

“I err. I…well, it’s what you do, isn’t it? You did invoke parlay, and then you got into strife. I was obliged…I..” Celeste’s lips parted and she slowly bit her lip at this bit as he spoke, a small blush rising to the surface of her pale cold cheeks. But as they stood idly by, the warm rays of the sun caressed them. She’d listened to him and smiled tiredly.

The Captain’s voice died away the longer he’d stared at her. The light of the morning sun shone through the portholes and illuminated her skin, but more so brought out the beauty in her eyes. Derek’s brows creased and Celeste then furrowed her own in a way as to wonder what was wrong. And by that his face softened, his anger seeping away like the calm after a storm. His hands moved about hers and he distanced them both from each other. She was standing freely and the Captain looked about her garments and noticed she’d been wet, ragged and completely worn out from. It was true as Celeste followed his gaze and noticed the very thing, a slight gasp escaping her lips as she tried to slowly rub the dirt marks from her tattered old dress. A light wind picked up through the morning air and instantly she shivered.

“You need to get out of those clothes, and to be warm.” Derek had told her. Celeste then nodded in agreement and released a heavy sigh, not speaking a word so as to not upset the Captain or bring forth his former rage.

“Thomas!”

The Captain had shouted over her shoulder. And not long after the sound of shuffling feet could be heard from down the hall, the moving of the creaking door on rusty hinges of the Captain’s very Quarters opened, and out before them came a boy, one who’d looked to be like that of a cabin boy.

Celeste smiled at the young boy and then turned forward to look at Derek.

“Aye Sir?” The boy looked shocked and surprised to see the Captain with such a beauty, and alone at that. His facial expression changed and he’d coughed without thinking so as to ask about moving about his business, and why he’d been summoned.

Get this lady a clean set of clothes from the trunks in the hold, and get the guest cabin ready.” Celeste eyes widened at the thought of sleeping at sea. And when she’d heard him speak about her being a ‘lady’ she laughed a bit before then speaking. “You may call me by my name, Captain. Which, forgive me, I’d never had the chance to properly introduce myself… But, anyway, my name is… Celeste,” She smiled then. “Celeste Marie Helene Dubois… Captain.”

“Regardless of what you may or not know of me, I don’t take advantage of a lady in…such a state as you are in.”Celeste tilted her head and smiled, almost warmly as to understand what the Captain had meant.

”I suggest that you go to the third cabin on the right before the stairs, then take the fresh clothes that Thomas brings you and then have a sleep.” Celeste looked at the boy once more and then to the Captain as he continued to speak. Her lips moved slowly and she spoke in the same manner. Slow and steady. “I agree…” She nodded then and closed her eyes before listening to the last bit he’d said.

It will do both you…and me some good, I think. Celeste gave a final nod and moved round the desk of the Captain, brushing his shoulder in the process, slowly and in strides of small paces did the entire scene play out before continuing on and moving towards the door to follow the boy who’d left.

Third Cabin on the Right aboard the Lady Bass

Celeste, weary and tired as she was could not think straight, for she now thought at a mile a minute. Following the Captain’s directions she’d moved into the third cabin on the right. It was homey looking, for a pirate and his crew. But now looking further she’d noticed a flower in the room on some random mantle. Slowly withering away, it brought a smile to her face. And instantly her thoughts were bothered. The boy from the Captain’s Quarters had come forth, extended his hands out with the clothes and spoke.

“The Captain’s instructed me to let you know to bathe before sleeping, you’d done and dirtied yourself in whatever mess happened last night, and well… Just clean up. Aye?” Celeste nodded to the boy as he then pointed to the clawfoot tub. She’d nodded once more to him and pondered the thought of cleaning herself as she knew that most to all pirates never cleaned themselves while out at sea. And if they did it was only with the use of buckets of saltwater. So as to why she’d be so lucky as to have a claw foot tub to use she’d no idea.

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The night was long, it’d turned into morning and having bathed and brushed her teeth, the best she could she moved about the room to the small cot and blanket she’d been given. Never in her life had she looked upon a man with such splendor. T’was a first for her. She closed her eyes as she slowly drifted to sleep. Hopeful so not to have nightmares of her parents violent death at sea, and to dream of pleasant dreams of the Captain himself.

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
February 01, 2014 04:43AM
Captain’s Quarter’s

A short while later, there was a knock at the Captain’s cabin door. By this time, the Captain was going over some charts, whilst enjoying a brandy. He set down the small crystal glass, and sang out;

“Enter.”

It was Thomas, the young cabin boy. A good lad, with a mop of blonde curls and the darkest blue eyes you ever did see. Son of a beer wench from one of those lazy stop overs, he was won in a game of cards, as his father couldn’t pay his dues. Thankfully he ended up on the Lady Bass, and the Captain was more of a father to him than his real one. The door creaked open, as the Captain looked up expectantly.

“Aye, what is it, Tom?”

“The fine lady took the clothes, and she was having that bath you suggested. I past her cabin and not a peep. I think she been mighty tired. What with..everything.” the boy said with his unusual high pitch. Some found it annoying, but the Captain knew his voice would break soon enough.

“Ah..good. Nice to see she is finally doing what she is told.”

This had the cabin boy chuckle, though he couldn’t help himself. “Do ya like her, Cap’n?’ Thomas asked, his face riddled with curiosity. It was a good question too. The Captain walked around from his charts table, and took a look out the window at the sea, before answering.

“She’s a challenge, my boy. Do I like her? What man wouldn’t, have you seen her breasts?’

This had the cabin boy flush with embarrassment. “Captain…really. I’m a kid, Sir.” This was true, but it was worth seeing the look on the boy’s face. The Captain roared with laughter and then smacked his hand on the boy’s back.

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“I be honest, Lad. I do fancy her. Just don’t be letting that get out. Bad enough all the fuss when I brought her on board. The crew don’t need more ammunition.” He had a point, but the truth was, it was plain as day to see the Captain liked Celeste. The cabin boy had heard enough, and then nodded as he asked to be excused, so that he may go and do his other chores. The Captain waved his hand, and the cabin boy left his cabin, leaving Derek to go stand by a window, as he watched the mountains of the Vaas lands start to fade into the distance.

“Goodbye…my homeland, may God watch over whoever rules you.”

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
February 01, 2014 09:54AM
Third Cabin to the Right aboard The Lady Bass

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Kokiri Meadows/ Celeste’s Dream

The morning waves swayed to and fro as Celeste had drifted into a dream. The meadows again, filled with different flowers from daisies to sunflowers. And then, in the burning rays of the sun, a single ray seemed to illuminate the center of the fields. The fields where a girl played through skipped and frolicked. A young girl, with curly blonde hair, flowers in hand giggled. Her hair bounced as she moved from place to place, bewildered by the many flowers she held as well as the ones around her. But it was short lived for the young girl; her mother called out in the distance and she knew it was the end to her fun.
“Celeste, darling, come quickly, it’s time to wash up.” Her mother dashingly beautiful and elegant beyond any other woman looked on as her child turned her head while fiddling with flowers and stalks of the sorts.

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“Coming mother…” Celeste had smiled and clenched the flowers she held tight in her hands while running towards her mother. Her smile was that of grace and beauty, and her giggle was the most joyous sound any man or woman had ever heard. Celeste’s arms flailed to and fro as she ran and ran across the fields, her hair bouncing up and down more and more while the rays of the sun cast it’s shining glow upon her fair porcelain skin. “Mother” Celeste exclaimed with British twang to her voice while then moving in a rapid motion to wrap her arms around her mother’s neck.

Lymsleia responded with ease and laughed joyously as her daughter had done so, while all but embracing her daughter in a loving hug. “Ooo,” Lymsleia exclaimed with some surprised excitement in her voice. “Someone’s had a great time in the fields.” Celeste nodded and shoved the flowers, that now half gathered in petals along the floor towards her mother. “Mommy, look what I got for daddy!” Her daughters smile was beautiful, her teeth as white as the snow from coming winter, and her hair as bouncy and voluminous of that of a well-kept horses mane. Lymsleia brushed her fingers through her daughter’s hair, moving it back while placing a kiss on her daughter’s cheek; then grabbing the flowers and placing her daughter on the ground. “Come, let’s go find him.” She’d said with flowers in hand, and daughter in the other.

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Death by Storm

The storm, rough and never ending was raging on in the distance. Celeste sat by the windowsill, her hand placed on the cold, icy window as if calling to her parent’s who’d taken a trip to The Vaas Lands.

A turn of Celeste’s head and off in the cold far off places, down before it sunk beneath the watery rigorous trenches she caught sight of the silhouette of the ship her mother and father had been on; the thunderstorm moving about the lands and the rain falling harder than before.

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Everything silenced then, and all that was seen was the face of Celeste as her high pitched scream moved about the many rooms in her parent’s home. Her aunt then rushing into the room and embracing her in her arms, cradling her while she cried for her parents.

“Shh…” Sialeeds brushed the girls hair with her hand. “Dear sweet Celeste, please calm…” But she didn’t Celeste couldn’t having witnessed the tragic death of her parents. “I’m so sorry…” Sialeeds then cried out with her young niece, trying to hide the girl from the scene that unfolded before her. “I’m sorry…”

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Celeste woke, a scream moving from her lungs towards her airway and out of her mouth, the rays of the morning sun shining brightly in her face as small drops of sweat covered her chest and dripped down along her breasts.
The small happy scene, the only one that calmed her during times of duress played in her head whenever she’d had the nightmare.

Kokiri Meadows/ Mini- Scene Change

Her parents, both Isaac and Lymsleia had brought out their daughter Celeste for a small picnic. Delicacies of all sorts gathered around them as they ate. And before long they’d finished and Isaac had looked down at his daughter and smiled, placed a kiss upon her fair lips and held her tiny hands in his. “So, what would my princess like to do this afternoon, ey?” He smiled his dark blue eyes and light brown hair glowing in the sun’s rays while he awaited her answer. Not a second sooner she answered with a giggled and a playful kiss on her father’s nose.

“Pillow Fight.” She exclaimed with more excitement than guessed. And instantly it began, Lymsleia moved from her place on the picnic blanket and handed her daughter a pillow, before then giving one to her husband. “Let’s see if you can win this round, love?” She eyed her husband with a wink soon after. Thus ending the happy scene she’d remembered of her family.

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The Vaas Lands ~Angels~ (4) – Mirari: The Forest of Ashes (BoK)

09 Sunday Feb 2014

Posted by charlottecarrendar in The Vaas Lands - Angels.

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 27, 2014 07:43AM
The Military Training Grounds

Calypso opened her mouth to speak her mind to Sir Wayne, but it ended up being Estelle who would hear her words. “I didn’t mean- I just thought- I didn’t realize…” She couldn’t seem to properly phrase her apology. She shot Sir Reginald a pleading look, an expression neither he nor Wayne probably ever saw on Winona’s face when she had this form. She then turned away, whispering in Elvish to avoid any passerby asking questions. “I am a fool. I thought he was just trying to comfort me. I didn’t realize that he actually wanted to kiss me.” With an angry growl at herself, she turned sharply to follow Estelle, catching up with the maiden easily. “Estelle, wait. I know I must have offended him, but I swear to you on my- on… on something I can give you should you not believe me that I don’t already owe Sir Wayne, I did not mean to push him away. He was welcome to kiss me again should he have wished, but that was exactly why I seemignly ‘rejected’ him… I didn’t realized that he was kissing me because he wanted to. Unless I am a fool and he didn’t want to and now I’m making an even bigger mess of the only true friendships I’ve had in a long time?” Her eyes were pleading as she stood at the opening of the tent, unaware of anyone else that might be there. “Oh, I am just fortune’s fool!” Had she not still been clutching the bag for dear life, the Ranger would have burried her head in her hands.

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 27, 2014 09:14AM
The Lady Bass/Captain’s Quarters

*Smack*

The blow had struck. She was shocked at the fact she’d just slapped the man who by the looks of it, owned the ship. “Oh great, I’ve gone and slapped the Captain and invoked parley.” She thought to herself while staring at the ground.

As quick as a swatter to fly the Captain had rounded on her before then grinning oddly and pulling her from her waist over his broad shoulders. A yelp left her lips as she took in the actions he’d done. “Wait a minute… You can’t do this to me…” She yelled and screamed while pounding against his back with all the strength she could muster. “Now…about that tour.” She’d completely forgotten about it and his hospitality in the moment he’d stared at her breasts. Wait, was he really talking about a tour of the ship whilst carrying her the way he was. And no sooner had her thoughts come, they’d left as the open air swept across her face almost making her regurgitate that instant.

The Lady Bass/Main Deck

The men of his crew laughed with such pride and enjoyment at the sight of her. And not long after the Captain himself spoke out in a somewhat laughing manner, kindly introducing his crew and the top deck. “Here we have the top deck of the fabulous Lady Bass. This…mighty mob of scoundrels and villains to ever stain the sea with the blood of the lily livered men, is my crew.”

He’d spin her around and the crew cheered in excitement probably their willies going bonkers at the sight of the wind picking up her skirts. The cold air whizzed all through her body and instantly she cringed and grasped the back of the Captain’s clothes and clung tighter to him, almost as if he was her lifeline, but more so to stay warm from the chilly night air. “Please, stop… I insist.” Her voice broke out in the millisecond of silence.

The Lady Bass/ The Plank

“See? What a great bunch of lads. Now…off we go to the plank.” Her cry had been ignored. Celeste sighed and instantly her eyes widened as she then registered what the Captain had said. “Wait… the what?” She couldn’t go out on the deck’s plank. It wasn’t safe. The sea, the oncoming storm forming over head. Was this man mad?

Her eyes looked towards the Captain as he set her down on the plank, his voice becoming stern, yet playful as he spoke again.“Care to go swimming, dear?”

“She must have rejected the Captain.” The first mate Joel had said, while pointing at the red welt on the Captain’s face. Celeste cringed, she’d only struck the dazzling Captain for looking at her knockers. Which she thought she was in the right when it happened but as she began to make way away from the front connection of plank to ship her voice caught in her throat and her head whirled to the right, her hair falling over her shoulder in a now damp cascade of waves. The sword he’d pulled on her was sharp and pointed directly in between her chest, not far from her heart. Which by now was beating 5x’s the normal rate as her anxiety built up. His words sounding slow as he spoke the last of them.“Do say hello to Davy Jones for me.” She’d lost it then but knew from her own self teachings to not show fear in these situations, so she gulped hard and instantly caught herself from crying then before turning from looking down below which seemed like a mighty drop, to turning to looking at the Captain. God he was a gorgeous sight, and if he’d weren’t such a prick she’d fallen for him right then and there. But instead she swallowed what courage she had left and stared at him a small fake but subtle smile crossing her pouted lips.

“With pleasure.”

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The men of the ship made a noise before then staring to their Captain as if to ask what he was to do with her. But before the Captain could respond Celeste held tight to her gown as all through the night the only thing heard was a massive scream and the sound of thunder in the distance. Everything else in the night stood still, as if t’was a movie on pause. Nothing was heard thereafter but the sound of a small yet audible splash coming from down below.

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 28, 2014 02:58AM
The Lady Bass

The crew all gasped, and ran to the edge of the ship. Looking down all they could see was the ripple of where the girl must have fallen in. There were no bubbles, no sign of her beneath the sea of blue. Even the Captain was a bit flabbergasted that she actually jumped. All the crew took their hats off and placed them to their chests in a mark of respect. She was such a brave soul, to walk the plank, and even promise to say hello to Davy Jones. The Captain was leaning over the sides, and looking left and right, all around to see a sign of her…something.

“She jumped?”

“Aye…she did, Captain.” The first mate said, coming up along side him and taking a peek over board. “Gone to a watery grave. Bless her.” The Captain face palmed hard. He was only kidding. In all honesty, if she had begged for her life, he would have let her back on deck. The crew said a silent prayer, and then one by one began to place their hats back on, and go back to their work. The Captain grimaced, and sighed, pulling his hat on tighter with a tug, and headed back towards his cabin.

Beneath the Lady Bass

Little did the crew know that the Lady Bass was moored not far from Rock Island, where it is said the mermaids of the deep are known to frolic…and kill. As Celeste slowly sank well below the ship, dozens of dark shapes were swimming towards the vessel at speed. Some were swimming around the body of Celeste, as she went deeper into the blue.

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Other sea creatures were also approaching, but the mermaids kept the sharks at bay. One fair mermaid took the hand of the sinking girl, and with the powerful movement of her tail, she spirtied the girl up towards the surface, not far from where she had fallen.

Breaching the surface, another mermaid helped bring the girl’s head above waters, while the fair blonde one, began to sing as her sisters all started to bring their heads above water. The siren like songs of the mermaid could be heard by the crew. One by one, they walked as though hypnotized to the edge of the ship, only to see the bevy of aquatic beauties staring up at them. The lead…continued to sing, and her voice finally reached that of the Captain. He stopped dead in his tracks, having heard the chorus before.

“No…it can’t be.” he thought to himself, as he ran back to the side of the boat, where he saw …HER.

“Amber…never thought I would see you again.” The Captain recognized Lady Amber Rinks. A mermaid that fell in love with the Prince when he was but a teen. Now a grown man, he had sailed the seas, and Amber had searched for him….the whole time. She had a grip on Celeste as she looked at the unconscious girl, then back up at the Captain.

“Got tired of this one too, Captain?” She hissed, knowing the Captain’s record with women.

“She walked the plank, I didn’t force her.” Derek protested, much to Amber’s amusement.

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“Very well. Then I guess she can drown.” Amber went to let the girl go and Derek yelled out.

“Wait…don’t”

The mermaids all started to giggle and laugh as the Captain now seemed to want to save the girl. Amber narrowed her eyes and then said.

“It’s going to cost you.”

What on earth would a mermaid like Amber want, you may dare ask. The Captain ordered a small boat be lowered and some of the crew go down and retrieve Celeste as the mermaids all giggled and started to sing. Amber held onto Celeste…and waited.

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 28, 2014 07:49AM
Beneath The Lady Bass
The lady had fallen, slipped off the plank in a horrified scare from the rushing waves that churned in the watery depths below. The watery graves of the thousands of souls lost at sea could be heard from beyond the bottom of the boat and far off through not only the north, but the south as well. They must have cried for help as well. Celeste’s eyes closed and opened the minute she’d began to drown. Her arms waving about the ocean’s waters as if something were going to see her and help her up. And little did she know; something did soon as she fell unconscious. Mermaids of all sorts came in a surrounding circle, one by one just as she’d finally had enough of the murky waters and yet once again gone faint.

A song, the sweetest of melodies played in her head. Someone, no; something had grabbed ahold of her be it man or mermaid she knew not, but if there was one thing she knew, t’was this song of songs was one of the sea, and surely one of death.

Her head reached above the surface and her body lay limp in the arms of someone. Who it was she’d know clue, but the air around her gathered at a rather fast rate and rushed over her body making her shiver and the hairs all over stand. She groaned and instantly opened her eyes as if she’d just woken up for the first time in centuries. Heavy and slow did her body feel in the arms of the woman she now saw before her; holding her.

The song played in a beautiful chorus of melodies and instantly Celeste cringed and then closed her eyes once more before falling faint, but not before catching sight of the Captain’s godly silhouette. And hearing a small bit of the conversation between the two; her captor and said Captain.

“Very well. Then I guess she can drown.” Amber, the mysterious mermaid Celeste knew nothing of, went to let the girl go and Derek yelled out.

“Wait…don’t”

The mermaids all started to giggle and laugh as the Captain now seemed to want to save the girl. Amber narrowed her eyes and then said.

“It’s going to cost you.”

Although not having caught sight of the beautiful maiden who’d held Celeste in her arms she’d figured she’d be beautiful. After all from waking up she memorized the song she’d heard. T’was that of a siren; as predicted, one of the sea, and more surely one of alluring and mesmerizing death. But above all, it was one of a siren, or mermaid for lack of a better term. But yes, a siren nonetheless. She’d heard they were beauties and even came as a close second to goddesses who’d been known to be the most beautiful on Olympus. But still, this was one game, that was dangerous for not only Celeste but for her Captain as well.

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 28, 2014 10:59AM
The Donkey’s Dick

Mithrildanne didn’t notice Derek leave, nor did she notice Giselle’s pained screams as the crew dragged her along with them. All she saw was nothingness, a dark nothingness, blacker than anything she’d seen before. She was supposed to be seeing the Gates. They had to be there. They were giant, they couldn’t just up and damned disappear! Suddenly, her view changed. She’d not looked elsewhere. If she hadn’t been frozen before, she was frozen now. Her sight gazed upon the White City, calm as still waters.

A billowing pillar of smoke flew at the rock face that jutted from the top level – the palace of the Dark One and the Necromancer. It landed on the edge of the great rock, moving through an open place in the stone railing made specifically for doing so. The black smoke burst into the form of Orothe, walking with purpose toward the great white doors. She shed her dress and accessories piece by piece as she walked, her black hair billowing behind her. By the time she reached the two guards at the door, she was completely nude, which resulted in their eyes being glued to her. She clucked her tongue and the two immediately began undressing. She nodded curtly and the guards attacked her body. They drove their shafts into her with loud moans and groans no doubt heard by those on the lower levels. Neither went anywhere near her face, and not once did she moan. As the guards continued to pound into her, she reached around the one at her front and dragged her nails down his back. His blood ran in rivulets from the large gashes she made, staining her hands, but he continued thrusting into her. She brought her hands to his throat, choking down his next moan before pulling with the shriek of a harpy and the strength of a wildcat. The front of his throat came loose in her hands as blood poured from the wound. She cast the bloodied flesh away as he fell limp on her bloodied breasts. The other guard had stopped thrusting and pulled out of her behind, but continued to pleasure himself while she dismounted his dead comrade. She turned to face him, eyeing his length before moving toward him again. Her hands mingled with his and another loud moan erupted from his (still intact) throat. She began to lower herself, coming to her knees before him. His eyes were closed in ecstasy, so he didn’t notice her teeth become a row of black points. She shrieked again and ripped at his testicles with her teeth, catching one in her hand as he screamed and fell back. Her teeth returned to normal pearly whites as she stood, tossing the testicle into the guard’s open mouth. Still nude and covered in blood, Orothe turned as if Mithrildanne stood before her, smiling wickedly before turning and disappearing behind the doors.

Mithrildanne didn’t gasp. She didn’t fall to her knees. She simply turned and exited the Donkey’s Dick, disappearing in a crowd of angels.

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January 28, 2014 05:19PM
Waters beneath the Lady Bass

The small boat was being lowered as fast at the pirates were able. Captain Derek leaned over as Amber made her rash statement that if they wanted the damsel, that it was going to cost him. One thing you never do, is make such a deal. Mermaids were not just pretty faces or sirens that can lull you to sleep. They were predators, more dangerous than man eating sharks….if you got too close.

Amber found humor in the Pirate’s antics, cursing and flailing as they lowered the boat. Many other mermaids had now arrived on the scene, with their heads breaching the surface, while Amber cooed at the Captain.

“Oh I see how it is. You would care for a woman now that has such pretty little feet, but nay to the girl with fins.” Amber had been rejected by Derek before, when long ago, she fell in love with him and he went off with some Lady from the North. Amber was heart broken, and made it her mission to be a constant reminder of love gone wrong. Her laughter bubbled up as the sodden girl was rousing from unconsciousness. Amber took a stronger hold on the girl, and then realized this girl was worth more than she first thought.

The small boat pushed away from the Lady Bass, oars in the water as it tried to reach the mermaid and her hostage.

“Just let the girl go…Amber.” The Captain called out from the deck of the ship. Amber mocked a pout. “Letting your men do your dirty work, Captain? I am not amused. I think I might…keep this girl, yes.” With that she dived, and pulled the hapless Celeste with her at speed, while her sister mermaids encircled the small boat filled with Pirates. All suddenly became very afraid, as they bared their razor sharp teeth, their large fins slapping the underside of the boat, as Amber made her escape. The mermaid headed for Rock Island, that was filled with underwater caverns; a virtual mermaid palace. A place where men dare not tread.

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 28, 2014 06:43PM
Waters beneath the Lady Bass

“Oh I see how it is. You would care for a woman now that has such pretty little feet, but nay to the girl with fins.” Amber had been rejected by Derek before, when long ago, she fell in love with him and he went off with some Lady from the North. Amber was heartbroken, and made it her mission to be a constant reminder of love gone wrong. Her laughter bubbled up as the sodden girl was rousing from unconsciousness. Amber took a stronger hold on the girl, and then realized this girl was worth more than she first thought.

As the constricting of the mermaids arms tightened around her Celeste awakened and yelped in pain, although courageous and brave she could feel the might of the feisty woman. Instantly her eyes turned to look into the eyes of her captor.“You…” Celeste’s eyes widened as the mermaid looked back into her eyes and smirked mischievously, playfully even. Enjoying the moment of having her in her arms ever more sacred, holding Celeste in her arms as if she was a treasure lost at sea.
“Just let the girl go…Amber.”The Captain called out from the deck of the ship. Amber mocked a pout. “Letting your men do your dirty work, Captain? I am not amused. I think I might…keep this girl, yes.” With that she dived, and pulled the hapless Celeste with her at speed, while her sister mermaids encircled the small boat filled with Pirates. Celeste had listened to the conversation as the storm brewed overhead and averted her gaze from the mermaid she’d recognized, to the Captain; the Captain who’d just now suddenly shown a slight form of affection and care for her. Her eyes glimmered as they’d looked into his, and instantly she felt it. Even at the most dangerous of times and unlucky of situations, there was a spark between them, his face softened as he eyed her and then turned to Amber who now dove off into the distance.

Everything became clear to her as they’d swim farther from The Lady Bass. This woman; had at one point fallen in love with the Captain. Celeste swam with the mermaid instead of rather fighting her, for she knew if she were to beat this mystical beauty, she’d need her alone, and deep in the trenches of the water nearing the mouth of Rock Island was where it’d happen. The distance closed in proximity as she, Amber and the rest of the mermaid coven she’d had behind her followed near the landing, a place of land where they’d taken their prisoners and those who fell to the charms, wit and cunning smart moves of the Siren and her motley, clever crew of beautiful maidens.

“Why do you care so much about him?” Celeste asked Amber as she adjusted herself in the woman’s grip. “You have to come to terms, you and him, will never work.” She sighed and closed her eyes as thunder roared in the distance. “It’s inevitable to fight it… You have fins, and he doesn’t.”

Amber turned to glare at Celeste before dunking her head deep within the trenches of the water, dragging her under so as to teach her a lesson. But thinking better after a small passing half minute she brought her to the surface, possibly to plot something much bigger. What it was? Celeste had no idea, but she was sure she was going to find out, sooner or later.

All these thoughts and the only one to kick in was; why? Why had the Captain cared so much to save her life just then? These were questions that plagued her mind, but now wouldn’t be answered due to her being far from him. And now surrounded by mermaids who looked like they wanted to skin Celeste alive, all she could do now was take a deep breath and wait for what’d happen next.

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January 29, 2014 07:45AM
Rock Island – Mermaid lagoon

Amber dragged Celeste’s heavy fabric clad form through the entrance of the Rock island caves and into an underground lagoon, that was a haven for mermen and mermaids. Many laughed to see what Amber was dragging through the water and finally the mermaid released the girl near a rocky outcrop, before lazily swimming back to the middle of the lagoon. If Celeste was to clamour up the rocks she would be in full view of all the mermaids.

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Amber tipped her head back and forth as she watched the girl rise to standing. Her dress would by now be a shredded ruin, that would cling to her shapely form. It interested Amber to see the girl’s bare feet upon the rocks. Only at certain times, could a mermaid walk on land….thankfully this was not one of them. Celeste had tried to make Amber understand that she and Derek could simply never be.

It’s inevitable to fight it… You have fins, and he doesn’t.” 

This had Amber laugh, and she smirked viciously. Now coming to realize that Celeste felt something for the Captain, the wayward Prince. And now Amber was about to capitalize on it.

“You…do realize that he is the Prince of Casterly. An..angel no less, parading as a Pirate. Funny, huh? Such a good and kind man that made you walk the plank.”

Amber swam towards Celeste’s rock and leaned on it with her elbows, arms folded as she asked.

“You are probably wondering how I know this? Well, I was not always confined to the sea. I walked on land, and that is when I found the Prince. So lonely in his garden. He knew me simply as Lady Rinks. And one night, we shared a kiss.” This had her smile at the memory, before a look of darkness came over her face.

“His…Mother. Metia. A witch among women, saw us kiss, and being as she is a right bitch….brought out a bucket of sea water and tipped it all over me. I grew my fins…my tail…and Derek was so shocked, he fled. The Queen’s guards carried me to the nearest water source, which was a river that led to the sea, and that was when I knew…if I ever was to capture his heart it would be on the ocean blue.”

Amber then grinned showing all her terrible shark like teeth.

“I just never counted on you.”

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The Captain flew into a rage and ordered the small boat be brought back up, so the ship could raise anchor and go after the wicked mermaids. The crew flew into action, with winches being wound, the anchor rising from the deep. Derek was beside himself. He felt the connection as he looked at the roused Celeste, and he wanted to have that feeling again. The Captain was going to have to deal with Amber once and for all. Only question was would they make it in time?

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January 29, 2014 09:05AM
Rock Island – Mermaid lagoon

It had been a long and trying night, the storm that raged on was near a close and all Celeste’s thoughts ran rampant around her head. Amber had released her and pushed her towards a rocky outcrop, where instantly Celeste clambered up onto. With doing this she swiftly turned and her hair followed, smacking her instantly across the face as she finally was able to catch sight of the beauties of the night and sea everyone called mermaids.

Celeste stood up on the rocky ground and caught the eye of Amber staring at her feet, examining her in her full form. Celeste sighed and gathered her breath before then listening to the random laugh from Amber’s lips.

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“What’s so funny?”

And not a moment later she responded with ease.

“You…do realize that he is the Prince of Casterly. An..angel no less, parading as a Pirate. Funny, huh? Such a good and kind man that made you walk the plank.” A prince, posing as a prince while all being a mystical and by far more amazing being than that of a mermaid. He was an angel, and she’d been blind to it all. But of course she would have, not many would be able to spot that of an angel so quickly, it was usually if there was another present or if they’d want to be seen as such in the first place. It was already beyond the time for Celeste to have caught some sleep, and just recently her thoughts ran rampant, now her mind began to settle as different things slowly pieced together.

Amber swam towards the rock Celeste stood on and leaned on it with her elbows, arms folded as she asked.

“You are probably wondering how I know this? Well, I was not always confined to the sea. I walked on land, and that is when I found the Prince. So lonely in his garden. He knew me simply as Lady Rinks. And one night, we shared a kiss.” Again, another secret she’d not known. But then again, why would Celeste have known of such secrets and stories, she’d only just met the pirate Captain—No, the prince, just this eve. It wasn’t until Amber continued did Celeste finally sit and perch her knees to her chest to stay warm.

“His…Mother. Metia. A witch among women, saw us kiss, and being as she is a right bitch….brought out a bucket of sea water and tipped it all over me. I grew my fins…my tail…and Derek was so shocked, he fled. The Queen’s guards carried me to the nearest water source, which was a river that led to the sea, and that was when I knew…if I ever was to capture his heart it would be on the ocean blue.” She’d told her. Celeste brought her hand to her mouth before then standing once more, and moving about the small space of land she was given.

Amber then grinned showing all her terrible shark like teeth.

“I just never counted on you.”

“And that’s it then.” She laughed a bit. “You know, I am sure you knew this, you know, being a mermaid and all. But… Mermaids can spend their entire lives exploring the wonders of the Seas and love being free in the ocean. When a Mermaid gets lonely, their heart will warm up and then they become curious about the world ashore. Kind of like a vice-versa situation with you and the Prince.” Celeste sighed before carrying on with her story.

“But, then when a mermaid/merman is heartbroken their heart will turn cold again if they let it, as they if their feeling betrayed and disappointed so they will naturally feel drawn back to the sea.” She smiled with no emotion behind her features and then crouched down to eye level with Amber and giggled once more. “It’s what happened tonight, didn’t it?” Her eyes narrowed and she sat down. “You sought him out this evening, not caring about the human who’d drown; for you, as most mermaids and mermen do… were only looking out for yourself. You looked upon the prince as your icy heart began to thaw and instantly held me captive then and even now, hoping, almost wanting and pleadingly wishing that he’d look onto you and be drawn back to the moment. And I do say moment, listen closely. “Celeste was getting to Amber, and she knew it. This time the ball was in Celeste’s court, even having been captured she’d figured it out piece by piece. “I mean honestly, whether or not I care for the prince, tis’ no business of yours.” She waved her hands in the mermaids face just then as her courage began building more and more. “But that was just it… it was a moment in time, as I’m sure I’ll be.” Amber grinned wickedly before then moving back from the ledge of the outpost. “But if you think for one moment, you’re right for him…” And by this time, it was Celeste’s turn to feel the pool of fury. Her anger built in the belly of her core as she then glared at the mermaids and zoned in on Amber. “You’re dead wrong.” Celeste arm swung forward and towards the right of her, as a mystical energy of pure invisibility shot out in an attempt to toss the Mermaid towards the nearest wall of the cave with brute force.

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January 30, 2014 02:31AM
Rock Island – Mermaid lagoon

Celeste was more fiesty than the mermaid had imagined. Using her knowledge of mermaids against her, Amber’s fury raged as the waters around her started to bubble. She screeched a high pitch sound, that was designed to attract more merpeople from the deep. Oh if this girl was going to be a handful, she wanted to have an audience for what was to be the girl’s fate.

“You’re dead wrong.” Celeste screamed, hurling a bolt of mystical energy of pure invisibility at the mermaid, which sent Amber flying up and out of the water, and smashing into a rock wall, then tumbling down into the blue waters without so much as a sound. Celeste may have defeated Amber for the moment, but Celeste was not alone.

The waters rippled as there were dark shadows coming in from the deep. It was clear that the danger was ever present, and while she had manged to expel a great deal of energy at Amber, would she be able to fend off the rest of the mermaid coven. Two large mermen appeared, breaking the surface and throwing back their heads as they did so. Foam of white water built as more and more appeared. Menacing hisses and in human growls filled the cavern. It was not a place for the faint hearted.

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Finally Amber re emerged from the deep, a large gash to her forehead with a green coloured blood oozing from the wound. You could see the sheer hatred in her eyes, her face contorted from its usual beauty into something truly evil. She started to speak in a high pitch like squeaking, that would have shattered glass, as the very rocks that Celeste stood on looked like they were moving. They weren’t actually moving, but something in a large number was crawling across them towards Celeste.

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Things were about to get nippy, for the young Celeste.

Outside the cavern, the long boat from the Lady Bass was being rowed towards the mermaid lagoon, with Captain Derek at the front of the boat holding a lantern. He hoped and prayed he made it there in time.

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The Vaas Lands ~Angels~ (3) – Mirari: The Forest of Ashes (BoK)

09 Sunday Feb 2014

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 25, 2014 05:57PM
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The Ranger did not fight him. Even if she had the physical strength to, she would not have. She simply continued to clutch the bag in her hands until a few of her knuckles split, crying into the chest of an angel she once plot against. A white winged angel that saved her despite of all she was and all she’d done. Sir Wayne was of a few people that were willing to do so. The number was smaller now with the death of Winona. Calypso couldn’t find words to speak, but fortunately for her, the voice of Celandiam, a rare thing to experience, found them for her.

“Guide her, Sir Wayne Ahorld of Casterly. Protect her. Winona had volunteered as my vessel to gaze upon the mirror in my stead, but I selfishly chose our beloved Ranger in her stead. There is much danger in its pool. It cannot hurt her if she remembers. Help her remember that it is not real. She will have need of you, and the Lands of Old and Gravida will have need of Casterly. Only the Gods can defeat the Angels, but we face a power that even the great Valar bowed to – we face Death herself. But the only task I ask of you – specifically you – is that you stay with Calypso. Even if she tells you to leave her, or if she tries to return to the mountains on her own, follow her. She bears the Mirror. It is our only hope.”

All during Celandiam’s words, the said Ranger continued to cry into the great angel’s chest, cursing anything and everything that contributed to Winona’s passing, including herself.

The Donkey’s Dick

Mithrildanne watched the whole scene unfold, her gaze frozen on the Prince and Captain before her. Giselle had been taken outside by a few of his crew, her screams reaching the deaf ears of the Watcher not. “It is time.” She whispered, unknowingly reaching for Derek’s hand. None noticed, as most of the men around were either too drunk to see or intent on Giselle’s angelic presence outside. She was a young one, not yet into her full power, not to mention beautiful. But Mithrildanne was too focused on finding what she needed – the Gates. She needed to see for herself. In her reverie, she betrayed her purpose for coming to the lands of Casterly. “Your people have need of you. Become who you were born to be, my Prince.” They were not her words, not truly. They were the words of the Watcher, slipped onto the voice of Mithrildanne while she looked elsewhere in the world. Hard as she tried, she still could not find them. The Black Gates were simply… gone.

The Green Dragon

While the Donkey’s Dick was one of the more popular hang outs for the manly men, the Green Dragon remained ever the family place. June bustled about as fast as her little Hobbit body could, taking orders and greeting friends. Heranne was busy at work making the food and passing out the drinks, and June couldn’t help but smile at her Dwarvish diligence. It was a shame that June knew the poor girl was stuck here. She’d not be hired anywhere else – no angel knew of the skill of Dwarfs until they witnessed it, and angels weren’t always patient, especially those with meager “men” jobs. She’d never be married – no man would want strangely mixed children, no elf would marry a girl part Dwarf, and no Dwarf would marry a girl part Elf. June thought fondly of her time with Elves for a moment, then cursed herself for the typical Hobbit simplexes that had seeped into her mind now that her days of travelling the world were over. She wasn’t that old, as it was. Only around fifty. She had a friend that had an adventure at fifty. Then again, he was part Took…

“Miss Harlowe, I don’t reckon that’s safe there, it’s not.” June laughed out loud when she realized she’d almost handed Mister Barliman’s five year old a pint of ale. The little girl giggled as well, and her father let out a hearty laugh despite his worried face moments before. She’d need to pay more attention, but her damned delivery of the very thing she was giving to the man now. Where was that damned boy that usually brought the cart of barrels? It was going to worry her sick. And then she’d be even sicker when she realized she’d once again lapsed into her Hobbit worrying.

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January 25, 2014 08:24PM
The Military Training Grounds

It is not everyday that you hear voices in your head other than your own. So it was with some surprise that Sir Wayne suddenly started to hear the voice of Celandiam speaking to him about the woman he now held in his arms. He went completely still to concentrate on just what Celandiam was saying, and the more he listened, the more he understood why Winona had brought Calypso back to them. The sheer importance that Celandiam had placed on Calypso staying in his care was paramount, and he had to wonder just how he was going to achieve that.

Calypso, regardless of her form, was stubborn and willful. He was unsure if Calypso was aware that Celandiam was speaking directly to him, and then he did something totally unexpected. Using both hands, he clasped the sides of her face, and then kissed her….He kissed her for a good solid minute. One, it would stop her tears, or she would slap him. It might be enough to make her question him, and everything about her return.

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January 25, 2014 09:04PM
The Military Training Grounds

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Everything froze. The squires training stopped dead. One of them had raised a club above his head, and dropped it on the boy behind him’s foot. Noise ceased in the camp, or so it seemed. Time itself stopped. But perhaps it was meant to, because Calypso felt nothing but rising anger at the knight’s actions. But then the anger subsided and despite whatever Sir Wayne had expected to happen, the tears kept flowing from the Ranger’s wide eyes. She was not worth this. She was not worth going this far to comfort. She raised her hands from the bag (ignoring the searing pain in her knuckles as the blood ran from them underneath her gloves) and pushed gently on his chest, not enough to truly move him, but as a gesture of nonconsent. If he broke away, she would lower her head and remove her shaking hands. She would stay this time. Repay her debt, rekindle her friendships. But she would not allow herself to fall in love with this man who was so kind to her, so gentle. It would do her no good, and probably end that kindness in its wake.

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January 26, 2014 02:00AM
The Donkeys Dick

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Celeste, fair maiden as she was had traveled long distances and many a night to get to the land she’d gotten to, only to not know of its name. Her golden brown hues laid rest upon a sign above her as her long dress gathered dirt in the air from laying amongst the ground for so long as she walked the busy streets this night. T’was a night such as this that gave her fair skin such a faint but lovely glow. Her lips parted to speak, but in doing so she was brushed rudely by a man leaving a nearby building.

“Dear sir, what place is this that you’ve parted with such haste?” She’d asked as she twirled around, her hair locking in cascading waves over her right shoulder, the moon’s fair graces shining along each strand so neatly that her hair had given a strong shine. So much so that it looked to be made from the softest of manes when in reality all locks attached were purely locked in place to her head.

The man looked at her in complete shock at her beauty despite the clothes she wore, ones which seemed to be those of a worn out servant girl, which indeed she wasn’t. His lips moved in a rambling motion and he laughed a bellyful laugh and coughed up a cough much like that of a smoker and responded with a crooked smile upon his face, finger extended wearily towards the sign.

“Donkey’s Dick, ma’am” He smirked wildly and laughed again before then proceeding to look at her beautiful features and responding in kind once more.

“You’d be wise to part ways from this place, lest you want to come in contact with a ruffian or two. Give or take a dozen inside.” He turned his back from her just as she was to respond to him. But to no avail her outstretched hand failed to reach the man’s shoulder. She stood lone this night and pondered the thought for an instant before a strong wind rushed by and ran through the course of her ragged dress. For although rich and smart she dressed in secret to act as a normal woman would, for normality was all that seemed to be left in the world she’d known thus far.

As quickly as the man left, no sooner did she waste her time to enter the building. “Donkey’s Dick” The man had said. What a strange name for the place. As she pushed her way through the room her eyes darted cross the place instantly she was shoved to the side, her breath suddenly locking in her chest as a gasp begged to be freed from her inner cage. She’d known the prior man who’d exited was drunk, but if this was how all of the men were she’d rather be left for fodder for the birds come morrow. But she braved through the rough crowd and made her way to the bar as soon as a wench was brushed to the side, no doubt from her mate having had enough of her constant whining of wanting to leave. He’d brushed her off and shoved her to the direction of the bar, but she’d lost her footing and fallen upon Celeste. Instantly as the contact brushed her, Celeste reached for the bar stool but missed and fell near close by booth. Just catching the end of a lost man clouded in his thoughts, more than likely a dashing man of his time, if such time was of the present. She’d sighed and let the caged gasp escape her lips and immediately fell before the man landing with a hard thump, her already weary eyes failing to comprehend the fact to stay open. And as the energy from her body left her she smiled a beautiful smile even the gods revered and fell faint before the man, completely unconscious.

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 26, 2014 03:18AM
The Donkey’s Dick Inn

“Your people have need of you. Become who you were born to be, my Prince.”

The Prince’s hand was taken by Mithrildanne and these words spoken. Prince Derek looked at the woman oddly, and yanked back his hand, almost knocking over his mug of ale.“What on earth are you talking about, Woman?’ Clearly he was not ready to be receiving messages today. Especially when he had been weighing up in his mind what he was to do. “The people certainly have no need from the likes of me.” Spoken like a true pirate.

Just then a fair maiden looked like she was trying to fight her way through the crowd. Many a man was after service from the bar wenches, or were so full of ale that they were a danger unto themselves. She was jostled back and forth, till she was knocked by another woman, and after trying to catch a bar stool failed and fell near close to his booth. Honestly, this was starting to become ridiculous. The inn was obviously overcrowded, and the likes of people were completely mad, or inevitably lost souls.

The woman collapsed by the booth, passing out on the floor at the Pirate’s feet. Prince Derek groaned, and then looking at Mithrildanne, he said.

“Great, now I have to save this woman on the floor, before she gets trodden on, or taken advantage of by the next fall down drunk.”

Pushing himself up and sliding out from the booth, he crouched down and gave the girl’s face a light tap.

“Miss?…Hello?”

Sadly, she was out for the count, and the Pirate/Prince thought it best to at least get her off the floor. He scooped her up with an audible grunt, and then threw her over his shoulder. He reached for his hat and plonked it on his head. The crew that were still in the inn all cheered, thinking the Pirate Prince had made a fine catch. He rolled his eyes, and forced his way out of the inn, to the street outside. Looking around, there was really nowhere to put the girl down, not anywhere safe, anyways. So, he decided to take her back to the ship, where at least she would be safe for the time being. Leaving Mithrildanne behind, was probably for the best. He could save at least one soul today, and not the entire nation.

The Lady Bass

Going up the gang plank, the night watch crew all cheered to see the Captain carrying the young damsel over his shoulder.

“Sweep her off her feet, Cap’n?” there was much laughter and the Captain simply replied “She was knocked out by my wit and charm.” the cabin boy giggled and said. “Probably his breath that did it. All the crew again were holding their sides and guffawing, as the night watchman ruffled the boy’s hair playfully. For pirates, they weren’t a bad bunch really.

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Down the stairs, and the long corridor, the Captain pushed open his chambers door, and then strode in and lay the unconscious woman on his cot. She was quite a pretty thing really, and he drew a blanket over her, before going over to his chart desk, and studying the maps of the next port to go to. In his mind, now that he had discovered the deaths of his parents, and the full weight of responsibility that awaited him if he returned to Haven, he was now no longer sure he wanted to do his royal duty. At least, no at this moment in time. Derek glanced over at the sleeping girl and muttered. “I hope she doesn’t scream when she wakes up.”

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 26, 2014 10:42AM
The Donkey’s Dick

Celeste having fainted and clearly unconscious paid no mind towards any actions tried against her, whether it be that of a tap or a slap across the face, her body lay spewed across the floor near the booth.

The arms of the Pirate/Prince held her body over her shoulder just as he’d shuffled towards the inn’s door and into the night. Cold air brushed the graceful Prince’s face and immediately he wasted no time in moving her to a safe place, but the question was, where? He’d look left and right, but all places seemed occupied, and t’was too late to pay for some place where she’d not get taken advantage of. So thinking the best and using his final resort he made way towards his ship, leaving behind any prior women, conversations held in the bar for the eve.

The Lady Bass

The captain reached his ship, ascended his gang plank and instantly caught sight of his crew, whom all cheered for the handsome pirate, more than likely thinking he’d caught himself a nice one from the rowdy inn. Few comments made here and there such as.

Sweep her off her feet, Cap’n?” The Captain all but replied charmingly as assumed he did all the time. “She was knocked out by my wit and charm.” The men amongst the main deck guffawed and laughed at the Captain before the Captain himself had enough of their rowdiness and moved towards his chambers. Down the stairs and through the long corridor, the Captain pushed open his chambers door, strode in and layed the woman to his cot. Her hair fell over beneath her back and her bangs lay over her right eye as she mindlessly layed on the bed. A blanket was soon drawn over her body and she could all but hear the sound of the waves as she tried to come to.

Her ears all but catching the solemnly soft words spoken by the Captain himself as he adjusted himself comfortably at his chart desk.

“I hope she doesn’t scream when she wakes up.”

Time had passed since her earlier fainting spell in the inn, seemingly a whole hour, if not two. Her eyes sprung open the instance her ears picked up the sound of moving waves. Her body from breasts up covered in damp sweat, probably from her tossing and turning from possibly nightmares of her parent’s death during her weird state of unconsciousness. Or did she finally wake and just fall asleep then? She didn’t know, but what was clear to her now was she was not where she was hours prior. Her heart caught in her throat as her hair fell over her shoulders and back while scanning the quarters to which she’d lain in. Not a moment later she’d caught eye of the Captain, a man who’d by this time she’d recognized from the inn, although just faintly. His voice sounded muffled and instantly her voice came through and she caught her breathe once more.

A single word, and she was as safe as sound. “Parley. I invoke the right of parley. According to the Code of the Brethren set down by the pirates Morgan and Bartholomew, If an adversary demands parley, you can do them no harm until the parley is complete.” Or so she hoped. It was then the Captain immersed himself further and instantly she spoke once more.

“I said… Parley. And pray tell how I’ve come to be on this wretched thing, this ungodly boat you call a ship.” Her voice caught in her throat in fear of the Captain’s reaction, for all she knew of was his voice, and all she saw just now was his hair, beautiful as it was she dared not let her guard down.

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January 26, 2014 05:34PM
The Lady Bass

“Parlay? Are you serious invoking that?’ The Pirate Prince said as he looked up from his charts, and took out the wooden pipe that was clenched between his teeth. What was it with women and the word Parlay? Sadly, she looked serious and wanted answers as to why she was on board his ship, which she was rather filthy about in her description.

“You, my dear fell unconscious right at my feet at the Donkey’s dick, and me being the hero that I am, gathered you up and rescued you from what would have been a night you would not have wanted to remember.”

He meant that if no one picked her up, she would have been assaulted where she lay.

“That Inn is no place for sleeping beauties….Miss.” The Captain finished, as he set down his pipe in its holder on the charts table. The Captain showed a cheeky smile and then looked around his quarters, that weren’t lavish, but they weren’t too shabby either. And this…ship is the Lady Bass, once a proud member of her Majesty’s service….and funnily enough is now mine. God didn’t forsake it….the King did.”

The Pirate prince wandered around his chart table and spun an atlas of the world, before staring at the woman’s ample breasts. They were of good size and her face wasn’t too bad looking either. “Would Miss care for a tour of the ship?” I’m sure my men would just love to meet someone as fine….and proper as you, dear.”

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January 26, 2014 08:16PM
The Lady Bass/ Captain’s Quarter’s

Celeste winced and inhaled a sharp breath, a sudden headache beginning to form as she quickly placed her feet on the stable bearing of the wooden panels. The sudden change from warmth of a bed to cold floor was like summer to winter. She barely had time to acknowledge his words.

“You, my dear fell unconscious right at my feet at the Donkey’s dick.” Had she really been so careless on the way she had ventured through the inn? She closed her eyes and tried to think, but to no avail, no thoughts came to mind. Her memory was obviously clouded. It wasn’t until just then, she’d heard him say. “And me being the hero that I am, gathered you up and rescued you from what would have been a night you would not have wanted to remember.”

Celeste’s lips parted in a half gasp, half laugh and instantly her arms crossed over her waist as she tried to contain the sudden outburst from her sweet mouth.

“That Inn is no place for sleeping beauties….Miss.” She’d parted lips once more and smiled at the thought of her being a beauty. A blush crept along her cheeks but instantly retracted as her gaze grew serious when his words continued.

“And this ship… is the Lady Bass.” The Lady Bass? She thought to herself as she looked right and left around his quarters. “Ahh, I take it she’s your prized possession.” She laughed again and raised a brow awaiting an answer.

It was when the Captain moved from his place from the chart table did her eyes soften at his pacing movements. Never in her life had she seen someone move with such awkward paces. Her smile formed into a sudden frown and before she could think anything more of it he’d spun his atlas of the world.

Would Miss care for a tour of the ship?” I’m sure my men would just love to meet someone as fine….and proper as you, dear.”

He was offering her a tour of the ship? The thought of seeing the open seas on a boat left her queasy, but she simply stood her ground and snapped out of it. Not moments later did she realize the position his eyes had set on. “Excuse me, my face is up here.” She waved her hand around her eyes before extending her hand to slap him in the face with blunt force, hopefully so as to teach him a lesson so as to not look at her boobs with such intensified stares and lustrous gazes.

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January 27, 2014 01:54AM
The Military Training Grounds

Sadly, the kiss did nothing to stop the well of tears from flowing. Calypso in her darkest times could never see herself being worthy of love from another, especially the Knight of Casterly; Sir Arhold. With her hands she placed them to his chest and pushed away, showing in her eyes that she did not want this, not from him. The Knight stood silently, and then looked down at her hand that held the bag, her fingers bleeding. He pursed his lips and then frowned. How was he going to keep her from leaving, if that was her want? Regardless of what Celandiam had said. Wayne brought his hand up and raked back his loose curls, before he gave Estelle a sideways glance. Estelle stood with her mouth agape. He kissed Calyso and she rejected him. The young Angel could barely believe her eyes. With a gentle voice, Sir Wayne said to Estelle.

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“Make sure she has sufficient bedding in your tent, and I would like you to tend to her hands.”

That said, he then nodded to each of the ladies, and headed back to the training area, to pick up where he left off, with Sir Reginald, who was speechless at what he saw.

Estelle was dumbfounded for a moment, and then she stepped in closer to Calypso and said in a low voice.

“Are you mad? He is only the most eligible knight in all Vaas. And you reject him? Why on earth did you come back again?” She said, then walking back towards the medical tent, leaving Calypso standing on her own.

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January 27, 2014 02:48AM
The Lady Bass/ Captain’s Quarter’s

~Whack~

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The girl clearly had some balls, smacking the face of the startled Captain with her hand, as she took offense to him staring at her rounded breasts.

“Excuse me, my face is up here.” She cried with some authority. Now, it was pretty safe to say, that invoking parlay, and then abusing the Captain AFTER he had been kind enough to offer her hospitality….was a very bad move indeed. His face moved in the flow of the smack, only to round on her. He had a lopsided grin, and faster than a whip, he crossed the distance to her and seized her by the waist, throwing her up and over his shoulder.

“Now…about that tour.” He said jovially, as he marched out of his quarters having her most likely screaming as he decided to take her up onto the top deck. This was going to be one hell of a sight, when the crew got a gander at it. And sure enough they all roared with laughter as the Captain carried her up on deck.

“Here we have the top deck of the fabulous Lady Bass. This…mighty mob of scoundrels and villains to ever stain the sea with the blood of the lily livered men, is my crew.” Another cheer rose up from the crew as the Captain spun her around and the wind picked up her skirts.

“HUZZAH!”

“See? What a great bunch of lads. Now…off we go to the plank.”

He boldly strutted over to the plank and set the young damsel down right on the edge of it. The Captain stepped back and then made a mock bow, before withdrawing his sword and pointing the sharp end at her.

“Care to go swimming, dear?” he said, his face beaming, while the crew all roared with laughter.

“She must have rejected the Captain.” First mate Joel said, with another pointing at the red welt on the Captain’s face.

“I think you’re right, Joel. He’s got a shiner.”

The Captain glanced back at the crew and said.

“Shut up.”

They all laughed again, as the Captain went back to taunting the young lady.

“Do say hello to Davy Jones for me.”

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The Vaas Lands ~Angels~ (2) – Mirari: The Forest of Ashes (BoK)

09 Sunday Feb 2014

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 10, 2014 06:50PM
Vaas Pyre’s 

The flames roared towards the poor angel as they stood with swords locked together. Galain felt nothing for the first few seconds before he offered a haunting and heart wrenching scream as he fell to his knee’s as the flames began to burn through his body and soul. Each passing moment was pure agony for the unfortunate angel as he began to writhe in pain while his skin began to crack and split exposing pure white light that filtered through the slowly growing cracks as they spread across his skin in a slow spreading fashion.

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January 11, 2014 01:43AM
The Mountains – Casterly Borders

The dwarf prince listened with a slightly raised shaggy brow, as the rat lady spoke of the Ranger in terms that were not to be over heard if it could be helped. So she was broken? She didn’t look broken to him, seemed perfectly normal. She had two arms, two legs and a head. Normal. But it can often be that what we can’t see that is at fault. He reached for his bearded chin and stroked it thoughtfully. Bramt was not a complete asshole. I mean, he could be, but he saw the truth in the rat lady’s eyes and then finally gave a nod to the older woman.

“There be room in the back of my cart, beside the bundles of cloth. Try not to stain it though, I have to make back my money.” Bramt said gruffly, picking up the reigns again, and then looking up at the Ranger. “Well, come on then, I haven’t got all day. Hop aboard and we away for the Vaas capital.”

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The pony gave a little winnie, as the cart moved and shuddered under the weight of the barrels, as the pair would climb aboard. Bramt cracked his small whip, and they set off for the Vaas. What would be waiting for them when they arrived, and would Sir Wayne be at the training camps with his men?

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January 11, 2014 02:42AM
The Donkey’s Dick

Prince Derek, who looked more like the Pirate he had become; sat forlorn. Turning around his mug of ale slowly whilst deep in thought. To hear of the death of his parents as drunken gossip, and to top it off of how his Father had gone in to save his Mother from the King of Brax with no back up had his heart sink. Last of his memories of his Father, were how he was so dismissive of his Mother. What had happened? Did his parents find their love again prior to their deaths? What of his sisters; Selene and Clarice? His whole family had more or less disintegrated while he was at sea. The Prince raised his mug, and took a sip of the ale, but the taste in his mouth was a bitter one. It was hard to swallow, with a ball that was rising up in his throat.

Pirates don’t cry. Men, don’t cry. Royals, don’t cry.

He set down the mug of ale again, his heart heavy as he had to weigh up his choices. Should he do the right thing, and return to the Vaas lands, and make his claim for the throne? Or should he simply walk out the doors of this inn, return to his ship, and sail away, never to return to the Vaas again?

What difference would it make to the people? Surely they were already grief stricken enough, without having to accept a wayward son as their new King. His father was loved by the people and died a martyr. All Derek was..was a thief, a scoundrel and a Pirate.

Listening to the raucous calls coming from one of the other tables, he looked up silently, and heard the laughter of many a drunken man. Life goes on it seems. While one weeps, the other sings. As a barmaid came around to take his empty mug and bring him another, a young lass approached his booth to sit down, and he looked at her oddly.

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“What do you think you’re doing?” He asked, wondering if one of his crew had sent a wench to make him more…comfortable.

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 12, 2014 05:49AM
Vaas Lands – Military Training Camp

On the outskirts of the major city that hosts the Castle Haven, is the proud lands of the Order of the Cross. Knights of the Realm of Vaas. It is here that the angel and fae army returned after the Great war between the Brax and Casterly Houses. The angels and fae put up a strong fight against astounding odds, but of course, the dawn raid by the King had led to the slaughter and disembodiment of many a Knight and foot soldier. One of the legacies of the battle was those that lost limbs, fighting the demon and orc hordes. Many had to be carried back to the Vaas on carts and stretches, by their wounded comrades. The sight that the peasant folk and squires saw on their return was one of horror and dismay. It took a great deal of courage and perseverance, to help the sick and wounded to recover from terrible injuries and illnesses born from the battle field, where infections were rife, due to the poor drinking water and conditions.

One such lass, that tended to the amputees, was Estelle, the good. An angel servant of the Flag of Arhold. She had been keeping Sir Wayne’s home fires burning, but came back to the training grounds, where she knew she would be of better use. Many weeks of the tortured sound of men screaming out in pain and begging for the nightmares to end, left Estelle mentally scarred, and often she could be found sitting outside an infirmary tent, covered in the blood of young men. This was the aftermath of the war.

News had finally reached the people, of the Deaths of the King and Queen of Casterly. The entire nation was in mourning, as the King’s brother Ira was in care taker mode, till the true heir did return from his travels. Many had a bad feeling about the wayward Prince, who had gone off on some crazed adventure, rather than fighting under his father’s banner. Sir Wayne knew of the young Prince, and from memory he was a head strong lad, who had much growing up to do. It was with some hope that he believed that while the Prince was on his journey of self discovery, he would in fact, find himself and his true calling. Whether that meant returning to take his rightful place, remained to be seen.

Sir Reginald, the White Elf had decided to stay on, rather than return to the Willow, with many other of his name sake. He had always been Sir Wayne’s right hand, and he wasn’t about to leave him now, when morale was at an all time low, and they needed to train new men to bolster the army once again. There was no telling what the King of Brax had planned now, but it was safe to say that his army also copped a beating, and that he would not be raising arms again anytime soon.

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Seated on a tree log stump, the angel Knight was polishing his blade, when Sir Reginald sat down beside him. Both men had seen untold horrors together, and were thankful to not have lost the other during the war. Seeing Estelle come out of the tent, where another soldier was being treated, they gestured her to join them, as they stopped for a moment.

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“How many have you treated today, Estelle?” Sir Reginald asked, curious from the sounds of a man wailing within the tent.“About ten…twelve, maybe, Sir.” So many. Sir Wayne leaned forward, and took up the ladle and poured Estelle a mug of water. She took it eagerly and sat down by them. “So many sons…never come home. I hope this is the last war for sometime. Many are never going to forget this one.” Estelle said with a sigh. Both men nodded in agreement.

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January 17, 2014 04:09PM
Military Training Camp

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Calypso and the crone had been quiet, respectful passengers, occasionally muttering things to each other in Elvish and snickering even less often. As they came to the more populated areas, the woman’s hood fell back a bit to reveal the bottom half of her face. Calypso could now visually tell that she smiled. A small smile appeared on the ranger’s face as well, though she remained otherwise cold and a bit distant. Finally, the cart stopped.

“Are we here already, friend? Your pay is in order then.” The woman drew from her bag a small but heavy pouch and rested it where she had sat a few moments ago, then turned to Calypso, who had leaped daintily from the cart just as she did. The ranger simply nodded at her current employer, then looked to Bramt to ensure that he had nothing else to say while the woman walked over to greet a maiden selling bread. She did the same to the other surrounding merchants and children, with kind smiles and laughter, even as Calypso spoke.

“It was kind of you to assist us, sir. If your pay is not sufficient, I can always be found in the mountains.” She bowed her head in the usual way of the elves (despite the fact that she was not truly one), and the wind for the thousandth time since she’d taken this form picked up her hair and blew it like autumn leaves.


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It was a funny thing. She could see what was happening at the edge of the Earth, but she had missed the man – no, the fucking prince – sitting in the booth. She jumped when he spoke, her hand flitting to her heart. Her yellow eyes met his and she smiled slightly. She knew he wouldn’t want to be revealed to the men just a table away, so she simply bowed her head in respect, but not in praise. “My apologies, Captain, I had believed this booth to be empty. I shall leave if you wish?” She brought her eyes up to meet his once again just as a commotion bloomed near the door.

Her polite smile fell when she saw why, though her eyes never left his. “Giselle.”

Moments later, a small female voice was heard. “Mithril! Mithril! MITHRIL! SHE’S HERE! THE FIRE HAIRED ELF CAME WITH A DWARF! I SAW HER! MITHRIL!”

The Watcher’s eyes bore into Derek’s. “I’m terribly sorry, but would you excuse me, Captain?”

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January 18, 2014 06:20AM
Military Training Camp

The barrel laden cart finally came to a stop, with the dwarf calling the pony to slow by pulling back up on the reigns. He locked in the brake handle of the side, and then he rose up on the foot step and climbed down from the front of his cart, landing with a thud on the dirt road. They had reach the edge of Whirling forest and the training camps of the Knights of the Order of the Cross, or the Casterly Knights. The dwarf ambled round the back of the cart to where his passengers had been seated.

“Are we here already, friend? Your pay is in order then.””

“Aye.” The dwarf answered, watching closely to see if the woman would come good with her end of the bargain; payment for their trip. Sure enough, the woman took out a coin purse that appeared to be heavy and set it down where she had been seated. As soon as she stepped away, the dwarf reached for the bag, and untied the leather strap, checking the contents to make sure that it was not full of pebbles and not silver. Pleased with what the bag contained, he made a mock salute, before waddling back to the front of his cart, where he would climb back up aboard, and take off the brake, so the cart could move onward.

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His voice raised in song, as the cart trundled away to the nearby inn, where he could claim the rest of his payment, for all the goods he had brought with him from the coast.

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Our Prince or Captain as he appears to be currently, looked up at the girl as she explained that she thought the booth was empty, and that if he wished her to leave, then she would do so. As he was about to reply however, the girl’s attention was taken by another feminine voice. One that cried out about a flame haired elf and a dwarf. This piqued the Captain’s interest for a second. But as the woman stared at him and apologized as she wanted to be excused, and she hadn’t even sat down yet, he raised both hands in defeat. Maybe he wasn’t ready to talk just yet. He wasn’t really a chatty man by nature. The sea does have a way of making them quiet on land. The longer he sat there, the more the sea was calling to him to return.

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January 22, 2014 06:57AM
The Military Training Camp

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Just as Bramt settled off on his cart, the old woman returned to the Ranger’s side, and looked about before speaking to her. “Now, I suppose we should get to finding my friends.” Green eyes snapped to the woman’s form, but they were calm in an even more so face. “I agreed to bring you to Haven. I need to return to the mountains.” The crone didn’t frown this time. This time, a glare so fierce was fixed on the disguised angel, she would have sworn on her late husband’s grave that she could see the woman’s eyes glowing from beneath her hood. “Heed me, you, Calypso, Ranger of Gravida – yes, I know your name! Do not look so surprised! There are greater reasons for meetings in these times than you care to remember. You will receive your pay and be free to return to the mountain once you have been exposed to tests. Tests concerning whether or not you actually want to return to the mountain.” The Ranger, even after what seemed ages of bravery in this life and the one she’d led prior to it, shrank back from the woman’s harsh and dark tone. From an onlooker knowing neither, it might look like a grandmother scolding her grown granddaughter for refusing to marry, or some trivial thing. But the true topic was darker, and Calypso knew only too much of it.

“Now. I suppose it’s time to go find our friends.”

That was when it all clicked into place in the angel’s mind. Our friends. She knew this woman, and this woman knew him. That was what she meant by tests. As the woman began to walk further towards the military’s encampment, Calypso’s breathing became heavier, despite her supernatural endurance (and the tenfold which she had to display now that she was an Elf at first glance). Could she face this and return like she had promised herself? Did a promise need to be kept when made in nothing but words in ones own head? Words that didn’t even fit together at the time?

“Ah. I think…” The woman reached over to grab the Ranger’s arm, stopping her before she continued on. The little hooded female was on her tip-toes, a feat for someone who claimed to be dying not long ago. She would no doubt be asked about that. “I think that’s them over there, but I’ll have to be sure. Can you whistle?”

“Can I what?”
“Can you whistle? It’s such a simple question, lass.”
“Of course I can whistle. But why would I need-”
“Is it loud?”
“I’m sure I could make it loud, but I don’t see what that has to-”
“Do you know the Casterly hunting call?”
“I doubt the damned center of the military’s training grounds would be a good place to start-”
“Oh, by my aching chest, you have no room for taking orders as soon as you know where you’re going. That’s just bloody lovely, pinig, bloody lovely.”

Calypso drew up her chin. “Is there another way to get your friend’s attention?” The Ranger was still glancing around, wondering where the crone had seen them, hoping that they were gone by now. “Yes, call out their names. My voice is too small.” “Bullshit.” “Excuse me, missy?!” “Nothing, never mind, I will do it for you, m’lady.” “That’s what I thought you said.”

Then, as if she hadn’t had enough sudden discoveries that day, she saw them. The woman must have known it was them. There was no way to mistake the way they looked together. In a matter of minutes, the crone had gone from being a somewhat annoying employer, to an extremely agitating, frightening, and conniving possible friend (or fiend) of the past. The Ranger took a deep breath and steadied her voice before calling out, fearing what might come of being revealed in this place, in this form.

“Sir Ahorld of Casterly! Hail, friend, and mae govannen!”

[Hail, friend, and well met!]

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January 24, 2014 01:48AM
The Military Training Camp

“Sir Ahorld of Casterly! Hail, friend, and mae govannen!”

The voice rang out across the field and reached the ears of Sir Wayne, as he took a sip of water from a earthen mug. Glancing up, he could see the statuesque ranger and her companion who were both looking squarely at them through the crowd of people and soldiers. At first he couldn’t quite place the face, or the voice, but set down his mug on the tree log and pushed himself to standing. Estelle, who was also in the Knights company; heard the sound of the ranger’s voice and quirked a brow wondering who it was.

The war had been fought and lost, and many who they known before the war did not return. It would seem that this was one from the past. Estelle wiped her hands upon her smocked apron and also rose up from her tree stump, looking at Sir Reginald, who was also clueless as to who it was.

On walking over to get a closer look, it was only when Sir Wayne got in range that he recognized the woman with the flowing red hair. It was Calypso. The woman of white who had been changed miraculously before the war, for reasons that escaped him at this time. The shorter woman who seemed to be agitated was staring at him, and he gave her a simple nod in greeting, before turning his attention back to the Ranger.

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“You are the last person I expected to see returning here.” He said in all honesty. “I remember you here…before the war, before everything changed. What brought you back to the land of Angels, Calypso?” Sir Wayne inquired, genuinely curious with what she had to say for herself. Estelle came up and stood beside the Knight. Wisps of grey hair melded with her brown curls. Clearly the war had had a marked effect upon her.

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January 24, 2014 09:56AM
Military Training Grounds

Calypso bowed her head to avoid his gaze as he spoke. She dared not look at anything but her own feet, for fear of her true emotiona bubbling at the forefront of her eyes. “My employer required my aid from the mountains.” She turned her ead slightly toward the woman, who was just drawing back her hood. Calypso could not see, but if she had, the sight would have struck her faint where she stood.

She had taken the form of Winona in the elven hero’s honor. She’d believed her dead, along with Lucius and Celandiam’d beliefs. But had she looked up at that moment, the new life she had fashioned for herself would have shattered. Beside her stood the woman, white hair cropped short. Her form was riddled with wrinkles, but hazel eyes held ferocity in the weathered face. Hazel eyes that matched the Ranger’s beside her. “Her friend has brought her home, mellon nin.” Because she could not see the truth of the real Winona’s words, she spat angrily her response. “I have had enough of your conniving trickery. I agreed to bring you to Haven to find your friends. You have found them. The only payment I ask now is that I be allowed to return to my post. My apologies, Sir Ahorld, I owe you too great a debt, but just as this is the last place you expected to find me, it is the last place I want to be.”

Winona smiled slightly. “Calypso. No one asked you to stay.” It was a test, and from the way the once beautiful elf’s limbs shook, it was an important one. One that could mean peace or its foil.

“Then with all the apologies I can possibly muster, I will lea-” She looked up as she spoke, and her breath caught in her throat as her eyes met her second savior’s. And then Winona collapsed.

As the seemingly elder’s knees gave way, the Ranger dove to catch her, lowering her to the ground gently in her arms. Her attention was completely taken away from Sir Wayne, but her subconcious was still painfully aware of his presence. She simply stared at Winona with shaky breaths, questions lost on her tongue.

Winona remained smiling at her, a small laugh on her lips. Her voice was weak when she spoke. “She will have need of you. You and the ones you love. I nabbed the mirror. Concealed it in the bag.” Calypso’s eyes brimmed with tears. Her voice was small and choked, not unlike Winona’s. “The rats.” Winona laughed outright, but the gesture faded into coughing. “Stay in Haven this time, Calypso. Gaze upon the mirror. But know this – some of what you see may come to pass, or none of it. That is the nature of the item. Do not accept the visions as your future or the mirror will destroy you.”

Calypso’s nodded, a few tears gliding down her cheek. Winona reaches to brush them away, but her hand fell limp before she could. Lady Winona of the Undying Lands, Niece of the Queen… was dead. The Ranger was silent, but if one looked closely, her shoulder’s shook as more tears poured down her porcelain cheeks. Should someone try to take the body or hold her, she would let them. All she could manage at the moment was to cry and cling the bag that stank of rats.

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January 25, 2014 02:17PM
Military Training Grounds

Out of respect, it was Sir Reginald that went to take the limp body of Winona from Calypso as she wept openly for the death of the Lady. Lady Winona had brought her back tot he place she needed to be and in doing so it brought about her own end. Rising up, holding the body, he whispered to Estelle to help him take the body to the medic tent, to prepare it for the funeral pyre, so that her spirit may be sent home. Estelle didn’t argue or falter, but led Sir Reginald away, leaving just Sir Wayne alone with the sobbing Ranger.

Wayne had stood and listened to all that had been said between the two. Calypso had been greatly conflicted, but he noticed her intent to not look at him. He was unsure of course as to why, for he had himself saved her from herself a couple of times in the past. Now, more than ever she needed him again, whether she could openly admit it or not. He reached for her, both hands and drew her up into his arms, and placed his hand behind her head. Slowly letting her nestle her head to his chest, as he strummed her back slowly with open hands.

It was no shame to cry. The best way to release all that pent up aggression and sorrow came from letting the tears flow. He knew this from when he overcame his own depression from the loss of Ambrosia all those years before. Now, perhaps it was time to let another into his heart.

“She was right you know, Calypso.”

He placed a finger under her chin, and tried to tip her head upward, so she could not avoid his gaze any further.

“Your future is here, should you accept it.” His blue eyes stared into hers. Would she see for herself that he spoke the truth?

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The Vaas Lands – Angels. – Mirari: The Forest of Ashes (BoK).

06 Monday Jan 2014

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January 01, 2014 10:20PM
The Vaas Lands

Home of the Casterly family and its descendants, in a time after the Great war of Demons and Angels

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After the death of Henry and Metia…who would lead the Casterly to greatness once more?

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January 01, 2014 11:06PM
The Vaas Plains

A hooded woman sat atop the broken down cart, while she gripped the leather reigns tight in her withered hands, Her face was shielded by her black cloak, as the border guards did a search of her cart, before snorting with disgust, at all the rotten food that attracted flies and maggots on the top of a large heap. One guard had to go behind a tree to be sick, as the other guard read her papers. Grimacing, he then gave clearance for her to pass into the Vaas lands, leaving the Night lands behind.

“Get going you old crone!” The guard ordered, while in the back ground, the sound of retching and coughing is heard. The old woman cracked her whip, and the tired looking horse started its march again, as the cart creaked and groaned, making its way onto the stone road of the Vaas Plains.

Beneath her hood, the woman gave a sigh of relief, and continued on her journey south.

Haven Castle – Vaas Lands

The throne room had been a place of solitude for the stand in monarch, Ira. Since the days of the end of the war, he had tried repeatedly to get the bodies of the late King and Queen of Casterly with no success. Selene had long since gone, after Prince Joffrey was sent to exile in a land where he could never again harm those of the Angels and their royals. Clarice was in the High Cloud Realm of Nadati with Rashna as her carer, since Ira thought it was unsafe for the young Princess to remain in Vaas lands during these dark times. There was one son, Derek, who was to take the Throne, if and when he was found. Many a Knight and messenger had been sent to neighbouring kingdoms to find the young Prince, but alas, he must have traveled far across the seas on his quest for enlightenment.

Standing in the same spot as his brother and late King, Henry; Ira stared out across the lands in the hope that one day, the Vaas Lands flags would fly on high, and a true King would sit upon the Casterly throne and serve the people once more.

“Lord…give us a sign. May Justice once again return to the land of Vaas.”

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The Pyre – Vaas Lands

The winding path had gone on for a good few miles before finally the broken down cart came to the rise, and the hooded woman could see the large pyre site, where many were brought to be burned so they may continue into the next life. The horse’s legs were shaky as it made the last few steps, before collapsing in a heap. Death had finally come to the faithful mare, but she had brought her precious cargo home.

The old woman got down slowly from the driver’s seat, her black cloak draping across the ground, as she took the few steps to untie the horse from the rigging, and pat its fallen head.

“Thank you…may you now ride free, in the skies with God.”

Having said her peace, she moved around to the back of the cart, where she ripped back the large patched cloth, that showed the piles of rotting food. The stench was rank, and any normal person would have been sick then and there, but the rotten food was nothing more than a cover, for what lay beneath. Tipping up the cart, the food all slid off in a rancid pile, and beneath tied to the planks of the flooring of the cart, were the bodies of King Henry and his Queen. Their hands touching, united in death, but they had not been given the funeral and the burning of their bodies to set their souls free. The old woman untied the bodies and one by one, she carried them over to the large pile, which was made up of branches and wood, supplied by the people of Vaas, for the burning of their loved ones.

Once the pair were packed well on the top of the pyre, the old woman coughed and raised her hands to her hood, pulling it back. It was Nanny. The one that had given the Queen the chance to say her goodbyes, before she died of a broken heart. Their faces looked so serene, finally about to be joined in the final flight home. The dramatic escape from the Night lands, after retrieving their bodies from unmarked graves, was her duty to her grand daughter Tempest. If only she was here.

Nanny lit a large torch and then…she spoke the words to send them on their way. Her face was etched in sadness and sorrow as she held the torch on high.

“My Lord, King Henry and Queen Metia, you are now to find your way to God. Joined forever, may your eyes shine down from the stars above, and cast its love on your children. Guide them in the path to greatness and may Justice be served to those that ended your lives so soon. In the name of our Father…Amen.”

Nanny threw the large torch upon the pyre and it erupted into flame, as she sank to her knees and sobbed.

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 02, 2014 06:00AM
A gust of wind blew across the pyre causing the flames to leap ever higher into the air while the bodies of King Henry and Queen Metia burned. Slowly an elven male would walk across the opening towards the pyre before speaking softly as he laid a hand upon the sobbing women’s shoulder. “I’m sure they appreciate the effort you have made to grant them this final rest Miss and the name is Sozan Sorrowsong by the way wish we could have met under better circumstances…” His robes where green in color while he seemed radiate a pure majesty as if he where one with the world as a whole. The middle aged elf would stand there silently as he looked up into the sky’s while holding a staff blessed with the spirit of the wild before he spoke again this time with a soft tone. “Look towards the sky and tell me what you see Miss…” Sozan had a soft smile upon his face as he spoke somehow knowing King Henry and Queen Metia where looking down upon them with a smile of thanks upon their faces. If anything Sozan was trying to help the woman understand that she had done her part and now it was time to seek solace and comfort knowing she had done all she could. The elf then reached into his pocket and offered the woman an apple before kneeling at her side and rubbing her back soothingly as he spoke softly. “I did not know them but i’m sure they where great people and commend you for doing what you have to guide them on their way to the heavens Ma’am…but rest assured whenever you need me most i will be there to help you as I am always watching..” With that being said Sozan slowly stood before preparing to leave as he cast a glance back at the women sobbing before reaching yet again into his robes and placing an amulet in front of her capable of summoning him to her location by simply rubbing it. Sozan then turned to leave and began to walk slowly away from her kneeling form with a forlorn sigh before whispering to himself. “All is not right in this world something will have to give and soon…”

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 03, 2014 11:54AM
The Pyre – Vaas Lands

“My Lord, King Henry and Queen Metia, you are now to find your way to God. Joined forever, may your eyes shine down from the stars above, and cast its love on your children. Guide them in the path to greatness and may Justice be served to those that ended your lives so soon. In the name of our Father…Amen.” 

-The fire that this woman had lit was a beacon however as she it the fire she had called upon an Ancient and powerful ally for help. As the fire burned it was soon to turn from its fury orange red to a spiritual blue. As it seemed to give a gale noise that sounded like a those Angels singing from the heavens above. As the fire began to blaze in this blue spiritual color. The sky began to shift as the clouds began to part pushing a light down from above on the fire as a voice came out from the mists of the heavens sending this voice across the Vaas lands as a sign to those that Justice was coming forth.”FOR GREAT JUSTICE! -the instant the voice echoed the flame that was in front of the woman shot up into the sky creating a pillar of blue flames as it started to glow. This pillar would be able to be seen by all as a light within the flames shot straight down like a falling star glowing brightly like the heavens almighty glory this light would be bright enough to almost blind those that see it or quiver in fear of their lives. As the flames started to disappear a figure had been seen a gigantic eight foot tall hovering being that seemed to resemble man by his body shape alone. His face was covered by a hood that was white but shadowed when glancing directly into to the hood itself. His armor shined luminously as his aura was a bright white color so strong it was visible by all eyes. His armor was that of a paladin covering most of his body with royal heavenly strands of spikes sticking out. It was a gold and white color through the pattern. His shoulders had spikes along the back where bright long white strands that seemed to be wings that came out of his back were flailing around. The eight long white strands of light that were his wings were longer than his body and flailed behind him waving around leaving a slightly transparent look to them. At his waist was a long sword that looked almost like a broadsword. This blade looked like it would be worth a fortune with the send of the guard had an orb glowing in a spiritual blue glimpse. On the figures back that was just under his wings was a kite shield with a crest upon it of the heavens above it seemed to be his banner of glory. The figure looked upon the Elf and the woman who had called for Justice itself as he wondered who had summoned him from his slumber.- “You called for Justice? Here I am, speak your words young one for I shall understand why Justice is needed once more.” -his voice was stern and deep he sounded like human but had an echo within his own vocals. What was this being? It was Justice itself it was Jaliel Archangel Of Holy Justice, The Angel of the olden days where the Angels protected this realm and gave peace from destroying the great Evils in this world.-

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 03, 2014 05:22PM
The Pyre – Vaas Lands

Sobbing, the poor woman could only think to the memories of her last days in the Night lands, and how the family she once served so faithfully, had changed to the point of no longer being able to recognize them. The killing of the King was expected really. He walked into the lions den, and faced uncertain odds. The death of Metia was from a broken heart, as all her misadventures and affairs finally came out, killing any chance the King had to fight back.

Now, the fire burnt brightly, sending a beacon to the sky. She hoped their spirits were united finally, and that they forever more would never be parted. Tears spattered the ground at her feet, and she heaved a heavy sigh, as she knew she had done her final task as servant to the Brax. Would Tempest ever be aware of all that had happened in her name? Perhaps, the scribes will write about this series of events, and she would read it for herself, wherever she was now.

Nanny remained on her knees, her hands planted down upon the scorched earth, as she said her last prayer and was about to stand, when the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. She got the feeling she was not alone, and…she wasn’t. A hand was placed upon her shoulder, which caused her to near jump out of her skin. Fearing it was a Nights land Knight, come to do her in, she saw when she looked over her shoulder, an elf with a dark green cloak.

“I’m sure they appreciate the effort you have made to grant them this final rest Miss and the name is Sozan Sorrowsong by the way wish we could have met under better circumstances…” 

His voice was unnaturally high, and she blinked when he made his introduction to her. His name was Soren, and he appeared to be paying respects to the fallen King and Queen. She looked back at the burning pyre, and said;

“Sadly this is the worst of circumstances. I didn’t think I would get them this far, but it is done now, and hopefully Justice will one day be served.” Nanny bowed her head and fiddled with something in her dress pocket. “I am Nanny…just Nanny.” Again the tears started to fall, and the elf knelt down beside her, rubbing her back.

“I did not know them but i’m sure they where great people and commend you for doing what you have to guide them on their way to the heavens Ma’am…but rest assured whenever you need me most i will be there to help you as I am always watching..” He went to leave, but placed an amulet before her, which brought an end to her tears, as she reached to pick it up. Quizzically she looked back at the Elf who was walking away.

“Thank you…I will try not to get into trouble where I need it, but…I am honored all the same.”

Left on her own again, she sighed, and started to rise to her feet. The dust of the other pyres was all over her black cloak, like she had been working the pyres herself for years. She shoved the amulet into her over sized pocket, and then took a breath, as she tried to work out where to go from here. Little did she know, that in her words to God, another heard her. She glanced back at the fire, that had been an orange red flame, only to see it suddenly turn blue. This was an unnatural phenomenon, and she gasped as the sky erupted, with the clouds parting. Rolling back, as a loud voice thundered across the Vaas plains.

”FOR GREAT JUSTICE!”

Nanny threw up her hands in fear, and looked for a place to hide, but there was nothing on the mount except for the funeral pyre, that was still burning blue. Then a massive flame shot upward, higher and higher from the funeral pyre, bursting through the clouds. Nanny cowered at the sight. Clearly this was God’s work, and a great force was about to come to earth, like that of a shooting star, that formed into the shape of a man. A hooded Armour bearing man that had no face beneath his hood.

It was Justice…itself.

He walked towards the place of the Elf and the Nanny as Nanny brought her hand up to her eyes to shield her from the magnificence of the white brilliant strands that floated from the angel’s back, like whisps of brightly colored smoke.

“You called for Justice? Here I am, speak your words young one for I shall understand why Justice is needed once more.” 

Nanny went back to kneeling, and then her hands clasped together as if in prayer.

“The Land of Vaas has lost its King and Queen, to the murderous hands of the King of Brax. I brought their bodies back here, to the Pyre so that their souls may be free and be joined every more in heaven. The people are crushed…and their true King is no where to be found. Prince Derek of Casterly. I served the royal house of Brax, and their is a Princess, one of dark and light. Her name is Tempest. Only she can unite the houses, but alas her location alludes me, and here I stand, with no one to serve….and no way of getting to the Castle of angels.”

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 03, 2014 07:05PM
The sounds of wings beats thrashing the air slowly rose in volume before he swooped to a landing beside the pyre and cast a sorrow filled gaze upon its burning heart where the two bodies of the king and queen lay. As he landed the soft clicking of armor was heard before the renowned angel spoke with a gravelly tone. “Who are you two and what are you doing upon the lands of Vaas?” His tone was openly hostile though he refrained from outright violence being a well versed war veteran and colder then the arctic in attitude as during the war he had lost many a good friend in the countless skirmish’s. If anything Galain was more then ready to exchange blows should the need arise. Since the days of the war he had become a loner after being made the general of the Casterly forces. Though it was clear he had little time for lolligagging and was often found pressing the men of the armed forces of house Casterly to the limit so they where ever vigilant as he held them to his near unreachable standards. Each moment they where not training the men of house casterly where found looking after the welfare of the villages under the house’s protection. Galain would cast an icey gaze upon the archangel obviously not the slightest bit afraid of him before looking upon the women with a perked brow as he waited for the answer from them both. As he waited Galain’s left hand would drum a beat on the handle of his trusted longsword while his runes upon his skin began to glow faintly as if being prepared for use. Though at this point in time he had no clue of his true lineage and it eluded him like the most prized women would constantly out of his reach. Though Galain was impatient he somehow found the patience to wait for the duo’s answer and watched the other angel intently as if miffed by his appearance.

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 05, 2014 01:54AM
The Mountains

“I don’t trust her, Elleya. She hasn’t even given us her real name.” Riardon looked up his wife and eldest with barely contained frustration, whilst his younger children giggled and played around the fire that the woman they spoke of had built for them. Elleya eyed her husband warily before turning her eyes to the flame. “She has sworn to see us to our home. She has bestowed upon us her word to do so on pain of death.” “Then I shall gladly give it to her!” As the eldest, Thalden, rose and unsheathed his blade, an arrow found its way gently pressed against his temple. He froze, eyes wide as he gazed upon his father. “I would suggest, young master, that you instead refuse to pay me. I will gladly walk away without any gold than without my life.”

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The young man’s panicked blue eyes met calm hazel orbs and an amused brow. The younger children had frozen moments ago, but now they suppressed giddy giggles. Calypso withdrew the arrow and backed away from Thalden, bowing her head slightly.

The night passed in such events, Calypso expecting each one of them. Three attempts were made on her life, but not even an injury befell the old angel. She and her employers walked in silence the next light, their journey almost spent. It was not long to the land of Casterly that they sought. They parted silently, a pouch dropped at Calypso’s feet at the lowest peak of the mountain. She called out good luck, but it was lost in the wind as Winona’s foreign tongue died on her own.

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“… No dirweg, foe, pedin i phith in aníron, a nin ú-cheniathog. Sevig thû úan. Uin edhel, hîr vuin. Man de? Man i eneth dhîn? Im The Ranger estar. Ech Waste estathon. Ni cheniodh? No, I don’t suppose you do, filth. Where are you? Why do you follow this family?”

Bright eyes scanned the tree-line, a dull arrow drawn on her old friend’s bow. “Or do you follow me? Do you seek a grudge match? Are you truly a foe? Or do I waste my breath on daft ears, with not a single light of life to call upon the words?” She raised her bow, the tip focused unwaveringly on the trees.

[Translation: Beware, foe, I can say what I wish, and you will no understand me. You smell like a monster. I am not an Elf, my lord. Who are you? What is your name? They call me The Ranger. I’ll call you Waste. Do you understand me?]

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January 05, 2014 06:11AM
High Seas off Vaas Lands

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They say a man when seeking adventure turns to the sea for all its many mysteries and the voyages of discovery. It was no different with the Prince of Casterly. Derek had tired of living under his father’s roof at a time when King Henry had been more of a ghost than a father to him, shunning him and his wife for eight long years after the royal marriage was seen to be a sham. Little did the Prince know, as he sailed the seven seas with a trusty crew on the Lady Bass, that his parents had rekindled their love…but all too late. He had been in port at Ramshee, when news had come across the seas of the War between Angels and Demons. Prince Derek’s ship would take a good six months to get back to the lands of Vaas, so this would cause him to set sail from Ramshee, and make the journey homeward in a bid to join the war effort.

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But a lot happens on a voyage and six months turned into twelve. Day by day, the Prince waited for a raven to come, and alert them to what was happening in their kingdom, but alas, the raven’s did not come. It was probably for the best, for little did the Prince realize that his realm had lost the war, and his Father and Mother had both died in the Land of the Brax family. There would be no welcome from his Parents when he returned to Vaas, only a country in mourning..

Standing on the top deck of the Lady Bass, the Prince was scanning the horizon with his eyeglass, as his first mate came up along side him. It was hard to recognize the Prince after so long at sea. He had a short beard, and his hair so long that it needed to be tied behind him in a ponytail, that sat flat down his back. When he had started his days as a pirate, he did so in rebellion of all the things he believed. Having a go at authority, and him being young, he got a harsh reality check, when he first came on board the Lady Bass.

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The Captain of the day, a true terror of a man gave him grief, and made him scrub the decks and do the night watch till he could barely stand up from lack of sleep. But he learnt discipline, and came to respect the Captain and all he stood for. This was what he sorely needed. A figure that was more of a man, than he had pictured his father to be. Sadly, the Pirate Captain was murdered on one of the native islands after he had raped the Chieftain’s daughter when they attended a feast in the Captain’s honor. One too many drinks of kava and the Captain became a man who lusted for the bare breasted native girls, practically stealing one right from under the Chieftain’s nose…till he was caught. Many of the crew died that day, and a handful made it back to the ship. This was when Derek was voted in to become Captain, and so he took over from where Captain Bray left off. He learnt how to fight with cutlasses and was able to out drink any of his crew. Ah yes, he got the respect of his men.

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Lowering his eyeglass, he let out a sigh. Another day without sighting the coast. They had enough rations to go on for another month at least, but his desire to return home was growing and he wondered what was waiting for him, when they made land.

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Re: (RP) The Vaas Lands – Angels.
January 05, 2014 02:30PM
The Mountains, Casterly Borders

“Mae bennen, mellon, nîn a henion.” The ranger almost dropped her bow when the withered little woman emerged from the trees. She did, in fact, loose the arrow, but she quickly caught it. She then, in a show of less than Elvish grace, nearly toppled forward from the sudden burst of momentum, but managed to remain upright after a few steps. The elderly… something before her chuckled, then continued on in the common tongue. “I am no foe, friend. I merely seek passage to the lands of Casterly. It is rumour you can aid me.” Calypso gestured behind her with her hand. “There is the land you seek. That is the only aid I can give you.” The ranger could feel the other female’s frown as if it were across her own lips, and she took her moment of silence to restore her weapons. “Surely you can lead me all the way to my final destination. The Hall of Knights, or wherever they now gather.” The angel’s expression tightened at the though, but she answered quickly nonetheless. “My post is in the mountains.”

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“You are a Wanderer, pinig. You are not bound to these mountains. I know your kind well, and they have not dwelled here in a long time. Truly it is fate that you are here when I seek my last journey.” Calypso found herself unable to look away from the woman now. She tilted her head to the side slightly. “I do not understand.” Another chuckle resounded from beneath the woman’s black hood, and the ranger did not know what it was brought forth by, nor did she think she wanted to. “I am an old woman, mellon. I’ll not make the journey should I undertake it myself.” The ranger fought the urge to point out that the woman had made it this far already, and instead closed some of the distance between them. “What business have you in Haven?” Same as the frown, Calypso felt the smile so deeply that she could barely contain a small smile of her own. “I am visiting some old friends before I no longer can. Please. Surely the promise of an elder finding joy with her companions in her last hours can persuade you? And no doubt a hefty sack of gold will.” Calypso shook her head. “I do not perform my tasks for the payment. There is no need to pay if you wish not to.”

“Those rags have seen better days, and so have you, dearest mellon. I wish to pay, and I have much to do so. Now, come along, you’ve quite obviously agreed and my joins are not agreeing with you.” The woman slung her bag into Calypso’s chest, not waiting for the ranger’s arms to grab it before beginning to walk. “Oh, and the smell would be the rat carcasses. I thought they’d be alright in the wee bag.”

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January 06, 2014 04:18AM
The Mountains – Casterly Borders

~Introduction of Prince Bramt Toxark~

The dark forests of these mountains were often treacherous, for bandits and highwaymen abound to steal the rich purse from some wayward traveler. It took one with great courage, or stupidity to travel alone. One such individual who took on this challenge, to travel from the warring lands to that of the Vaas, was a dwarf whose name was legendary back amongst his own people. Prince Bramt Toxark, son of Knuxar. Why would a Prince be dressed like that of a lowly trader on a cart that had seen too many trails? That tale is for another time, but now we see our diminutive hero (lol) as he rides in the driver’s seat of his cart, that carried in it’s back 8 barrels of wine and ale to be taken to the Barrackus Inn, just shy of the Haven Castle grounds. He had other goods too. Furs, exotic silks and some spices, that he had acquired through shady means at the Port city of Shamersmoth.

This day, Bramt started out early after his rest stop at a nearby inn. Thinking that he would have no trouble at all making his way across the mountain, he was more jovial than usual as he hummed an old song that was sung around many a campfire back in his homeland. A long wooden pipe clenched between his teeth had wisps of smoke dance and swirl around his rough red beard and then off behind him. His faithful pony, Greta had managed to pull this great load for so many miles it was a miracle she was in such good health. But one thing about Bramt is he was diligent in the care of his pony, and his goods. He had come across scoundrels before that had tried to rob him of his purse and his cart, but little did they know that they were dealing with a warrior of note, who carried in his cart Steelclaw; his battle axe. Marked with runes and enchanted to be used only by its true master, he was often the last man standing in many a fight.

Over the hill he came, the subtle clip clop of Greta’s hooves along with the jangle of her harnesses would be heard by those in the vicinity. Bramt had his hood well down over his face so he would not be recognizable straight away to those he encountered and this day, he happened upon a ranger and a woman that looked to have been in some sort of plight. Bramt pulled hard up on the reigns, and withdrew the wooden pipe slowly from his teeth. He leaned forward and peered from beneath his hood at the ranger and the “rat” woman. In a gruff voice he uttered;

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“Now there’s something you don’t see every day. A ranger carrying a sack that smelt more vile than a warlord’s armpit after a battle.” He coughed a slight laugh then sneered. “You be blocking my way, you women. So kindly…move ya skinny arses.”

Charming fellow…isn’t he?.

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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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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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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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Re: (RP) The War of Demons and Angels.
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

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Re: (RP) The War of Demons and Angels.
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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Re: (RP) The War of Demons and Angels.
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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Re: (RP) The War of Demons and Angels.
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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Re: (RP) The War of Demons and Angels.
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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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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Haven Castle – Vaas Plains (11) – The Blood of Kings.

10 Tuesday Dec 2013

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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
November 19, 2013 12:36PM
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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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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
November 19, 2013 01:57PM
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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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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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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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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
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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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
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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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
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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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
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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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
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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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
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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Re: [RP] Haven Castle
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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