Roleplay Live : Group : Lacardis Prime
Twisted Woods – “Golden Years”
Players;
LoreleiRoseCarrendar (CharlotteCarrendar.)
KlouseKusanagi
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Thunderous sound of many a horses hooves, the snort and braying of the steeds of the Knights of the Guard, riding in a pack of twelve deep. In front, on a horse the colour of the night velvet, a rider, whose red locks flew behind her like the torn flag of the Lacardians. The village of Twisted Wood, lay but a few miles ahead, and the throng of riders, spurred on their mounts, trying to keep up with the Lady of Carrendar. Leather gloves, black, held the reigns tight, with her legs hugging the horses sides. A fallen log up ahead, and with a loud roar, she cries “HAAH!”-the horse’s head rising and falling, before it was now galloping hard, trails of sweat running through its fine coat, its mouth white, as it grit its teeth around the bit. Up..up it leapt, clearing the log easily, the rider rising up from the seat, only to come back down as the horse’s front hooves hit the track. Determination of both horse and rider, they broke free from the pack. A race…a race to see who would be first. The town’s people that toiled near the gates to the village proper, raised their heads, their ears pricked. What came this way? Was it highway men, come to pillage? But no, they saw the first rider, wearing the crest of her nation upon her chest. Proud of country, Lacardian born and bred. She pulled hard on the reigns, to slow the horse down from a canter, to a trot, then walked him through the gates, as the villagers bowed low, to their Prime Minister, Lady Carrendar. <3>
KlouseKusanagi: -The sun was at its highest peak, just before noon, as Lucious laid in a ball of hay. Relaxation once in a while. Piece of hay was visible beneath his mask, as he chewed on the hay slightly. His wide dark chest expanded as he breathed calmly. The skin tone of his was his village tribe, markings on his body symbolizing peace. His armored arms laid back as his hands interlocked together , resting his head on. As his one eye, the other eye damaged from battle. As he scanned the open sky, as bells rang, children laughed, adults chattered. As Lucious kept to his self. As he did all his life. Suddenly, he felt heavy vibrations in the ground. As if an earthquake was occurring. Slowly rising as his leather bottoms was covered in hay. As his leather boots was filled with hay as well. Looking back down at his weapons on a small rack, he lifted them up with ease and placed them on his back. As he went to see what the disturbance was about. Seeing riders follow a certain woman, trying to keep up with her seemed difficult. As he watched the riders finally catch up with her, after she halted. Lucious was not sure who she was. Though from the civilians of the village. She was obvious grave importance and high of rank. As he watched the lady dismount, he could not resist but to engage her in conversation. Slowly walking up to her, his hands upward for the riders, to let them know he was no threat to her. As he spit out the piece of hay. As he spoke in a low elegant tone “Greetings m’lady, I hope you are well?” He waited patiently for her reply-
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – It is the scent in the air, that always reminds one of their past, and it was this that awakened the senses in Lorelei, as she rode through the main gates of the Twisted Wood village. Strong, that was how one would describe it. Village huts, with the bunches of wild flowers, picked and bundled, their vibrant colours, and the array of blooms, surrounded the porches and doorways. Oh how it brought Lorelei back to her mind, a time of peace, of her childhood, in this quaint part of Lacardis. The rest of her guard, the Knights slowed and came in, rows of two, then dismounting, as the stable boys came out. Was a good day to be in town, and not out working the fields, for the Knights did reward the boys well for their service. Lorelei remained on her steed for a moment, as a man approached, his arms held up, a sign he meant no harm, and her horse snorted, its head nodding repeatedly, as she swung her right leg over and then jumped down onto the earth. Handing her reign to a young boy, she gave his head a pat, before walking towards the oncoming male. She listened to his greeting, and took her right hand, slipping off her glove, then repeating this action with the left. She held both gloves in her hands, and observed the man in silence for a moment, before uttering. “I fear my buttocks have taken a pounding this day, not that I mind of course. I’m built for it.”- she had the corners of her lips curl upward, and then gestured toward the tavern. “Don’t just stand there. It’s your shout.”- she joked, as her knights laughed, and they all headed into the Squirrel’s nuts Tavern. “And I’ll have an ale…in a big mug.” <3>
KlouseKusanagi: -Watching the horse’s reaction as he approached seemed to frighten it. As Lucious remained where he was, watching the lady calm the horse. Before walking his way, as he watched her gloves be slipped off by her own. His eye gazed at her guards dismounting as well. Resting as he was. Hearing her speak, he couldn’t help but smirk. Though it was not visible through his mask. Yet the way his eyes narrowed at her, gave her the sense he was entertained. As he slowly rose his hands and followed the lady to the bar. As he followed close, watching her sit down, he followed right along. Sitting next to her, exactly to her left to be exact. Slowly sitting down as he had his back toward her at first, but slid to where he was straight. As he looked around at the bar table, seeing countless mugs, beer stains, and bitten off food. As he looked around and noticed that the people seemed friendly and that he was not targeting anybody. He lowered his mask with his left hand. Before grabbing a near by mug, having no idea what was inside it, he took a wiff of it. As he rose the mug to his nose, taking a slight wiff, stirring it around by rotating it slowly. The scent was strong, burning to the nostril. However, Lucious took a quick chug. Before slamming it down on the bar table. Giving a slight gasp of fresh air. As if he has not had any thing to drink in days. He glanced at the woman as he held the mug with both hands looking at it as he spoke “So you are royalty here I see?” He questioned respectfully. Which was obvious from the guards, though they could just be hired guards for gold. As he let go of the mug with his right hand, slowly lifting it up to her to greet “Lucious is the name m’lady” giving a slight smirk -
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – On entering the Squirrel’s nuts tavern, the noise and the commeradery of the Knights, their voices raised high. Villagers moved to make way for the large men, with the bulk of their armour, took up a considerable amount of room, on the timber seating. “WENCH…OUR THIRST IS AS GREAT, BRING US YOUR BEST!”- the Captain of the Knight’s Guard roared, out, his brothers, and fellows, all laughed, with smiles on faces, visible on the removal of their helms. Lorelei of course, sat down beside the man, to whom she had been so cheeky in her greeting. The barmaids went to work, the Inn Keeper, a rotund fellow, who wore a blood splattered apron, tied round his middle, placed his curled fists upon his hips. “You heard em, get on it mah girls. Fill those mugs, aye?” The Inn was a popular choice from the villagers of Twisted woods, and also the traders, that made their way through the lands, to buy and sell a variety of wares. The man, took to the nearest mug, and warily sniffed its contents, while she watched on bemused. The Innkeeper, he was watching and whistled, for a young girl to take a mug of Ale to Lady Carrendar. Lorelei could not help but comment, on the man’s eagerness for the drink. “You been a man whose thirst not quenched for sometime, it appears. I bet we be in for some fun, if you keep that up for the next few rounds.”- She accepted her mug from the young maiden and tipped her handsomely, from a velvet purse. “Royalty?- she paused, and smiled unashamedly- ” No, sorry to dissapoint. Monarchs are the worst kind of scum. All the taxes to basically…roll in at night. They squander it frivollously on themselves and damn the rest of the nation. No, I am an elected official, from the Province of my forefathers. Lady Carrendar, at your service.” She set down the gloves, and picked up the mug with her right hand, sipping just a tad, before locking eyes on Lucious once more. “Your mother not like you or something?” She joked, before setting down the ale and laughing. “I jest, its a rather bad habit of mine. Lovely name, I imagine it was your father’s, god help if it was your Mother’s.. … But I digress. Lady Carrendar.” -she offered her hand for him to shake, as she finished with- “You can call me Lore.” <3>
KlouseKusanagi: -Hearing a roar cry out for more mugs, more knights lined up at the bar demanding drinks, barking orders at the servants. Some specifically keeping a tab on the lady that sat next to him. Constantly refilling her mug. Filling her hand slide into his, he smirked slightly as he gripped her hand firmly “The pleasure is all mine Lady Lore” slowly sliding his hand out of her grip, Lucious couldn’t help but look around and notice it all. He remained quiet for a moment, taking a sip of his mug. Seeming entertained by all the knights fighting for drinks, barking orders at the servants that broke their backs just to keep up. As he chuckled slightly, locking eyes with Lore again. “Elected official my arse” Giving her a slight smirk as it was a joke. But with all the knights serving her, it seemed like she was the queen of all people. Thinking back on what she spoke to him. He pondered on his own name “You know.. If it was my mothers, I would be afraid as well” Bursting out laughing as he took the last chug of his mug, as he slammed it on the bar, sliding it forward to be refilled. “For my father…” He paused for a moment before he shrugged it off “Wasn’t there..” Not staying on the topic long, as he quickly changed it. “So what is a lady like you doing out in this..” Looking around at the surroundings of the village, even for an elected official this was disastrous to be in. Taking a deep breath in as he finished his sentence “Lovely village?” Giving her another smirk as he slid to face her, resting his right elbow on the bar top. His left hand gripped his right wrist, tilting his head slightly as he listened to her intently-
LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- “Pleasures…yes, that is one of my favourite words, as a matter of fact. Can never get enough of that.”- she shook his hand, a few good pumps, as iis customary, and then took another sip of her ale, before setting it down again. The Knights were now all cheering loudly, as the buxom maidens, brought over load after load of tankards, setting them down with trays of sour dough bread, cured meats, and cheese, that smelt worse than Mrs O’Reilly’s -ahem-. The men were defeaning, as they told stories, and tales, of how they slaughtered the foe in the Battle of De Nox. Ah, yes, it was true, that when the amber fluid flowed, the tales became more amazing. If they were all wooden puppets, they would be able to please the women folk with their noses, than their cocks. Lorelei sighed, shaking her head, then bowed her head forward, to catch onto the words said. “Elected official my arse” Lorelei laughed, “No, not your arse, it was mine.” A smile forming, getting wider with his obvious wit. She did indeed show favour to one with more than a pea for a brain. His laughter, from her quip that his name well may have been his mothers, did make her chuckle softly, before trying to hide the fact she found it amusing. He kept on track with the questioning of course, on what a woman of her rank was doing so far from the capital. “Oh…they are having a festival tommorow. The turnip day parade, never miss it. I for one, love the contest where you show off turnips that are shaped like something rude. Why last year, one man had such a large turnip, I think it had Lady Harris of Nottersdame cream her panties.” She bit her lip then followed on with. “And you are here for it too? Not hiding a turnip in your trousers, are you?” <3>
KlouseKusanagi: -Bursting into laughter as he nodded in her words “That be true..it was your arse, not mine” chuckling softly to his self once more. As he saw a servant refill his mug finally. As he reached for it, taking a couple sips, listening to her as he does. Hearing remarks of whats inside of his trousers. As he found it hard to swallow the alcohol this time. For he was caught off guard with that question asked from her. Though he found it amusing. As a wide smirk crossed his face. Glancing down at the table, chuckling to his self. As he turned to make eye contact with her, the smirk steadily on his lips as he spoke in a low tone trying to keep it low “Only one way to found out now isn’t there?” taking a sip of his mug while he remained eye contact with her, giving her a wink with his good eye. As he saw felt someone sit down next to him, a peasant, no rank. He knew it from the bad odor the man gave off. Without even looking at him he spoke “That’s seat is taken..” Truly it was not for anyone in particular. So the peasant spoke “No one was sitting here..” Slowly turning his head to face the peasant “I know but the reality that no one was, is truly depressing so I like to think there is” Taking a chug of his mug as he waved him off. The peasant, slowly got up and left. As he turned back to Lore. As he gave her a playful wink-
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Merriment was the order of the day, and no sooner had the Knights tucked into the breads, breaking it with bear hands, and making short work of the meats and cheeses, you could hear the loud belching, the slapping of backs, the odd toot, from one that released gas, and the cries of foul, that the odour was rank. Men in a tavern, what could one say, except when you add beer and women to the mix, you are in for a jolly good time. This relaxed atmosphere, was one to cool, even the most savage of man, for nothing was better than this. A bard in the corner, strummed at his lute, he knew a few tunes, and the Knights began to rattle off the names of songs of old. “Play me a tune…like the one my dear Mother sung to me, before I joined the cavalry. ” -The bard did strum his lute, and then with the voice of an angel, he sang the strains of Danny Boy. The Knights all raised their mugs, and swayed in time, the drunken sing a long, brought even a tear to the hardest of hearts. Back at the table, of Lore and Lucious, a peasant sat down, but his body odour was off the charts. Even Lore, who had bedded down with her own horse, had not smelt something so foul. She brought the back of her hand to her nostrils, shaking her head. “They have invented soap you know, and we even lifted the water bucket restrictions from the wells.”- A look of dismay as the scent of his body wafted her way. Lucious, ever the gentlemen, got him to leave, thus saving her from barfing her breakast into her own ale. Relieved, that the air was now fresher than before, she rejoined him in conversation. He was amusing, as he took the bait, on her teasing of the turnips and where they may be kept. She actually showed her cheeks to colour, caught out by her mischief. He played it back well. “Takes a few drinks, to normally get into a woman’s pants, I do wonder how many it would take to get into yours.” She chuckled and sighed. “Forgive my banter, its been…a long long week. I am not normally so forward.” <3>
KlouseKusanagi: -Chuckling softly as Lore went with his banter of the odorous man. Smiling slightly at her. Before hearing a heartfelt remedy. As he listened to it closely in silence. But the hard scavenging of food and slamming of mugs overwhelmed the voice. Causing it to be faint. As he turned back to her. Listening to her speak as he smirked slightly, Lucious having a high tolerance of alcohol, knew it would take awhile for him to get out of his own mind. Though Lore, he wasn’t sure. However by watching her take mug after mug, wouldn’t be too long if he wanted. As he smirked widely, biting down on his lip as he looked her over slightly as he spoke “Even though I wouldn’t need the help..” giving her a playful wink “I would say sooner rather than later” giving her a smirk as he chuckled to his self. Staring into her eyes like a universe he never seen before. As the knights began to chant in a song, slamming on the bar , as Lucious looked around with a smirk nodding “Yes! Yes!” Slamming his fist down on the bar as well but having no idea why they were chanting as he stood up slowly, taking one final chug as he tossed it afar. Staring back at Lore almost mere inches from her, as he offered his hand to her “Well this would be the opportune moment to sneak away or join me in dance?” He smirked slightly looking down at her-
LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- Oh the noise, oh the belching..oh..did he just say what we think he said? (Audience : YES!) Right right. The festivities grew, the Knights were now on their feet, and doing the Pride of Eryn, one even got up onto the table, and danced a jig, that had him slam his boot into the arse of a roasted pig. Hilarity, laughter, and Lorelei had had a few by now, and she was definately tipsy, it was plain to see, as she hiccuped, and then covered her mouth daintily. “Excuse me, ale does not normally have me act like this.”- But Lucious, he was fast as a whip, springing to his feet, and skulling back his ale, in one large gulp, tossing his mug and hand held outstretched, to the maiden Lore, after saying that he would not need the help to unfasten his belt…and pants. “YES! YES!” he cried, out and slammed down the fist. Well this was exciting, and Lore could barely deny him, rising to her feet, taking his hand. “A dance is in order, before one sneaks away, or you will have twelve Knights chase you, with their swords on high. And if you do well, my Dear Lucious, then we might find a quiet place beneath the oak tree, down the lane. The grass is long, and one can be hidden, for at least three or four songs.” <3>
KlouseKusanagi: -Watching her hand slide into his, listening to her speak as he smirked slightly. Knowing she was half right about the guards chasing him. Though he had a better chance of running away from them than the guards catching them. Or take the brutal way out, kill all of the guards. However, numbers out way him in every way possible. His eyes followed her as she rose to her feet. Nodding slightly in her words. As he brought her hand up to his lips as if he was gonna kiss her bare hand, though he would tease only to let it back down “Than lets dance till dusk m’lady” Smirking slightly, before taking on the floor, he reached in his pocket taking out a silver coin. As he looked toward the musician. As he flicked the coin to him, nodding toward him , meaning to slow it down a bit. The musician nodded in return, catching the coin and sliding it into his own pocket. The musician began playing a slow but steady sound. Catching everyone at the bar attention, the knights were on edge for Lucious dancing with her. Though they remained at bay. Lucious, with Lore in his hand, rose their hands up, slowly stepping onto the floor. Going with the sound, as he moved with her, like in sync with one another. Close romantic dance, as he stepped forward toward her, his arm reaching around her back to lean her over. As he watched his footing as he did. Watching and syncing with every move she made-
LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- Ever the lady, she curtseyed as she rose from her chair, the flute player started to play higher notes, and the tempo was however consistant. Stomping of boots, the clapping of hands. Lucious drew her closer, and uttered. “Than lets dance till dusk m’lady” She gave a nod, though her head slightly tilted right. “For it is when the sun has set beneath the land, the real demons come out to play.”- Walking with him, her hand held out, smirking to her Knights, that watched her warily, not pleased to see the Prime Minister dancing with an unknown noble. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the piece of silver being tossed, turning through the air and caught on the full by the musician. Hands together, her free hand moving around his waist, as he brought her in close, and their faces were but inches apart. The scent of her phermones, often used by the bebilith to entice mates into the final dance of death, lingered upon her skin, released involentarily. With grace and poise, they moved as though one being, her eyes locking on his, pools of sweet jade. Mesmerizing in fact. Spinning at the beat, and with one foot forward, as the other placed their foot back, Lorelei became hypontised by the music and the man before her. Her cheek graced his as she whispered into his ear. “Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight…and woken to tell the tale?” -her voice, sweeter than the dripping molasses in spring time, the heat of her breath upon his earlobe, as she teased. ~Oh Mistress of the web, what is it you weave?~<3>
KlouseKusanagi: -Syncing with every move she made, feeling her hand around his waist . As he watched her glance at something or someone in disappointment. He did not bother now on what it was as he seemed fixed on her. The scent she gave off, drove him almost mad with want. Their bodies suddenly mushing together, slightly swaying side to side. His fingers playing with hers, as he stared into her eyes with want. Until she snuck her cheek against his. Listening to her whisper, as he felt her warm breath on his ear. Biting down on his lip as he looked around at the guards watching them. As he slowly turned his back toward the guards, to where they couldn’t see what he was doing. As he smoothed his cheek with her own. Whispering in a low tone “I have done many things m’lady..One thing for certain I have not done. And that is not wanting this night to end” his mouth slightly opened as he tried to nibble on her ear to tease her back. “If only for a moment the guards were away.. We could weave anything we desired” he paused slightly, heavily breathing on her ear “Until the next dawn rises..I shall stay” smiling slightly as he continued to sway their bodies not with the beat any longer, just pretending they were meaning to dance. Only yet it was to plan their later on events-
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Lorelei turned her face just slightly, keeping a close eye on her Knights of the Guard, many now had a wench upon their laps, and were knocking back the ale, that flowed as though there was an unending amount. Twas a good year…no, this was the Golden years. Strains of the music, the lute player, the bard, and his accomplice, the flute player, continued from song after song, having been paid handsomely by Lucious. Every turn, every heart beat. Closer their fingers were joined, locked together as though unbreakable. The bee does dance the figure eight to alert to all where one may find the sweetest nectar on which to feed, and this is no different from that of the bipedals, they dance to make merry, they dance to celebrate, they dance to copulate. Through the ages, nothing changes, and with quickening heart beats, pitter patter beneath her chest, he could not mistake it, being his chest was tight to hers. His cheek to hers, and so she nuzzled with her own, as she was hearing secrets that no other shall hear. “Until the next dawn rises..I shall stay” Lorelei smiled, and you could see the tips of her elongated dog teeth, the lick of her tongue across her top lip. The ale had gone through to her head, and she felt so light, so light on her feet. “Then let it be..”-she released her hold, upon his waist, she led him out the back door, where a wild garden of spring flowers, went on for miles, and further up the hill a grand oak did stand, though it was twisted, as if by God’s hand. Lorelei started to walk through the flowered field, her free hand outstretched, so the blooms did kiss her skin, till reaching the oak, and then turning to Lucious, she said. “You may have done many things…*she then stepped into his personal space and whispered*…but you’ve never done me.” <3>
KlouseKusanagi: -Feeling her breathing against his chest, made him only want her more. Hearing her soft whisper ‘than let it be’ he stopped as he watched her walk toward the back. Almost instinctively he followed in return. In a hurried fashion as the others began to dance, causing a distraction. The guards were to boozed up to know what was going on. Shutting the door behind them as he followed close. Until she halted under an oak tree. Surrounded by a beautiful garden. As he slowly stepped closer to her, listening to her words as if he already knows what she is about to say. She stepped closer to him. Their faces mere inches from each other. ‘you never done me’ she whispered. He stood in silence, staring into her eyes, the birds sang their song. The wind blew the leaves across their face. As he smirked slightly and whispered “Until now” his left arm swung beneath her thighs, lifting her up with one swift swoop. Her toned legs wrapping around his waist. As their lips touched erotically. His hands rubbing against her armor body, as he hurried to take it all off. His hips thrusted against her, his shaft was able to feel. As he bit down on her lower lip, pulling slightly as he broke the kiss for a brief moment. Before going right back into it-
