Roleplay Live : Group : Lacardis Prime
Twisted Woods : Lucious and the Bar Fight
Players;
LoreleiRoseCarrendar (CharlotteCarrendar.)
KlouseKusanagi
xXVladimirIII
DavinPortOlesias
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Lorelei was not entirely wrong, about the Knights of the Guard, and what may be laying in wait on their return to the Squirrel’s nuts Inn. Opening the door, the music of the Inn stopped abruptly, and her Knights, who had been singing along with the musicians, slurring their words, and holding tight to the barmaid wenches, turned to see the Prime Minster come back from her trip out to the fields. The head Knight, pushed his bar wench from his lap, and the poor woman fell with a clatter to the floor, spread eagled, her face covering her hair. “You brute..”-she said indignantly, as he stepped over her, and headed straight for his Prime Minister, Lady Carrendar. “Been busy, M’lady?” he said, with something of a half smile, the right side of his mouth curling up, as he reached up and plucked a large leaf from the top of her hair. He spun it around in between his figners, before letting it fall to the floor. Lady Lorelei inhaled sharply, her bosom rising and becoming more pronounced. “And if I have…what business is that of yours, Lord Chisolm?”- her voice maintaining a monotone in pitch, so as not to appear disturbed by his question. Glancing over her shoulder at Lucious, as he would be not far behind, he then settled his gaze back upon Lady Carrendar. “Your safety is my business” -He moved to touch her cheek, to stroke it with the back of his hand, his breath ripe with the scent of ale- ” Regardless of your…nocturnal misadventures.”- A few of the Knights rose from their seats, and the musicians, all tensed with their instruments. The piano player decided to strike up a tune, reminiscent of those you hear in a western style saloon. The Innkeeper, ducked behind the bar. “Ohh…crap.” <3>
KlouseKusanagi: -Slowly following Lore, as he finished clothing his self, tightening his attire. As he heard the music stop like someone dropped something important and caused everyones attention to shift toward them. Like an awkward silence. As he stood behind Lore, watching one of the guards approach with haste. Touching on Lore almost sexually, even though the man was drunk off his own mind, still no need to touch a lady with honor as if she was a wretched whore. Lucious chuckled at Lore’s words, even though she was correct, he had to insist on adding more. As he slowly walked to the side of Lore, staring at the guard, as he didn’t even bother putting his cloth that covered his face back on. For what was soon to inevitably to occur. As Lucious spoke with a soft but dark tone “You touch her again..I promise you that you will not get that hand back” As soon as he finished that sentence. The noise of the bar was filled with chairs moving and bottles dropping from guards standing up. Lucious only glanced to both sides of him, as he waited for someone to throw the first punch. So he could throw the last. Leaning slightly towards Lore, keeping his eyes on the guards as best as he could, as he smirked speaking with a grin “I heard the burrows (jail) is great this time of year” Chuckling softly as he only they made it out in one piece-
LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- Chairs, and stools, all being moved back, the bar wenches getting pushed and shoved out of the way. The musicians, half in a mind to pack up and make a run for it, but the pianola player, he was just getting into the swing of it. Playing the ivories, his fingers dancing across the keys, as if to aid in getting this bar fight going. Lord Chisolm actually caught up some of Lore’s hair in his fingers, as he made the all too subtle suggestion, that he had some sort of claim upon Lady Carrendar. Lorelei’s eyes darkened, with the irises growing larger, as she reached up to seize his wrist and pull it from her. But as she were to let go, she heard Lucious come up behind her, and say. “You touch her again..I promise you that you will not get that hand back” Lorelei flexed her fingers as she let go, and Lord Chisolm, well, he seemed to rise up, like someone had just given him lifts. He increased his size by the change of body stance, his chest sticking out, and without warning, he pushed Lorelei to the side, so he could get right in close to Lucious. “Big words, for such a small man.”- he leered at Lucious, as you could hear a wave of a voices in agreement, from the other Knights. The normal Inn folk, weren’t too happy, about seeing their Inn about to get wrecked, by a bunch of drunken knights, and one old chap, he couldn’t help himself. “Go fight the Nords, and let the lady be this night.”- There was a few voices of support, to come from the town’s men, who didn’t want to see the newcomer lose his hand over something so trivial. Lord Chisolm, cracked his knuckles, as he moved to space his feet, shoulder width apart. Right foot forward, left foot back slightly. He curled his right hand into a fist, and without waiting, he drew back his right arm, and then swung his right arm forward, aiming to strike Lucious, left side of his chin. <3>
KlouseKusanagi: -The guard instantly replied to Lucious recommendation on not touching Lore again. Though once a drunken, always a drunk. As he pushed Lore out of the way, Lucious didn’t move nor flinch. Only his eyes still staring into his, the guard bulked up, though lacked true muscle. As the guard took a offensive stance, as Lucious copied him only trying to portray he knew nothing of fighting. The guards hand flew up, and began to near Lucious’s face, taking in everything into account. Soon before the guards hand neared his face, Lucious threw his right elbow towards the guard’s right elbow. Considering the guard was in mid swing, it would be mere impossible to block. If the elbow landed with his, it would only block his attack. Though Lucious would swiftly counter. As he stepped in closer to the guard, his right hand would swing up from his elbow to his neck. His hand slicing through the air, as he aimed for the jugular of the guard. His hand would be at an angle, in meaning, the side of his hand would be aiming for his jugular. Which would cut off his air from his lungs, slowly rendering him unconscious. The counter would happen with in mere seconds after the guard swung. (If all that hit) Lucious would watch the guard fall to the ground, holding his throat, as he fell face first to the ground. Lucious slowly looked back up at the guards, almost in shock. Dead silence for a brief moment, before all of the guards yelled in anger, charging at Lucious. As he was almost surprised at all the men that stood up, quickly taking a defensive stance. His left bawled fist down, with his right up close to his face, waiting on the next poor soul to fight him-
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – When a man is in mid swing of a punch being thrown, there is always that chance, that it may be interrupted, if the opponent, or intended victim is light on his feet, and well skilled in the art of defence and block. So, it was no surprise, that in the Drunken Knight’s attempt, to land his first hit of this attack, he would be thwarted by the speed and agility of Lucious, who used his right elbow, to slam into the guard’s right elbow, thus knock him off his balance, so to speak. Lorelei had more or less landed, with her clawed hands, clasping onto a raised back chair, and turned it round, picking it up, ready to use in the case that someone wanted to have a crack at her. Lord Chisolm, took a step back, and drew both hands down into fists, ready to charge this interloper by going for the most dangerous of moves, to head butt him, with full force. The Knights of the Guard, saw their Leader was having some difficulty, and started to pick up bottles of ale, and mugs, one such fellow, breaking his bottle, showering ale across the floor in front of him. This had a domino effect, with one wench who was scurrying to run clear, slipping and going down on her ass, her skirts rising up to cover her face, her bare tush for all to see. The knights all laughed and pointed at her misfortune, and this angered the town’s men, who all started to attack the knights, punches being thrown and chairs being raised and smashed over their heads. Lorelei turned around to her knights and yelled. “Knock it off!” But it was no use, the bar fight in full swing, and back to the lumbering lead Knight of the guard, he ran straight into the elbow, of Lucious, that struck his neck, causing a loss of oxygen. Gasping, he gripped his neck, and fell to the floor, his eyes rolling around. Another knight came up behind Lucious, and withdrew his sword. Pointing it towards Lucious’s back. “Another step and I run you through…Boy.”- Lorelei snarled at the Knight. “He’s not a boy…trust me.” <3>
KlouseKusanagi: -Watching all of the chaos erupt as Lucious looked around, watching civilians knock each other out cold with empty or even full bottles of ale. Whores slapping each other around, even some of them having the bravery of attacking guards as well. Guards easily over powered most of the common folk. Brutalizing them as they did. Lucious wasn’t the one for physical altercations, though didn’t mind putting a fist or two in a fight. His attention immediately went to Lore, who held a chair in hand ready to fight. Trying to settle the peace, though it seemed someone wanted to show off infront of Lore. As Lucious heard a guard behind him, Lucious did not move. Only peaked behind his back, seeing a sword drawn to him. Though one common man sprinted toward Lucious with a bottle, not even looking at him, Lucious stared at Lore as he thrusted his right fist toward the common man’s nose. Which would cause him to collapse in pain. “You know love..I would greatly appreciate..If you threw that chair by now” His head tilting toward the guard behing him, wanting her to get the guard off his back. As Lucious did not want to cause that much of an altercation. Blood and bruises can be healed. Death will follow forever. As he hoped Lore would throw the chair, even though it being her own guard, she could easily blame it on someone else. Royalty over common folk. One of the perks of being in a high position-
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – This pianola player was really picking up pace, with the townsfolk, now pouring into the inn, since the sounds of screams and violent attack, had reached those in the square. Bar wenches were ganging up on one knight, that had caused a lass to slip and show off her clacker. Pounding his head with the broken ends of chairs, calling his every name under the sun. “Leave Fanny alone…you Heathen git!” Dolly Shamans, sung out to one Knight, who was trying to get one very angry Fanny Muggins, off his back. The Knight that came up behind Lucious with the sword drawn, was changing grip on his sword handle, ready to despatch him to his maker, when Lore heard Lucious tell her You know love..I would greatly appreciate..If you threw that chair by now” -as he punched one commoner right in the nose, who had been mad enough to make such an effort, to glass him with a broken bottle. Lorelei swung the chair up and then brought it down upon the Knight’s head, causing him to go crashing onto the floor, losing his sword from his hold. The breaking bits of timber shattered in all directions, splintering into slithers of wood. As one knight flew over head, swinging off a lighting wheel fixture, he tried to drop in on Lucious, and attack him from above. Lorelei screamed, “Look out…up there!” <3>
KlouseKusanagi: -Watching Lore smash the chair against the guards head, smashing the chair into pieces. Rendering the guard out cold. As Lucious nodded in thanks “About time” chuckling softly as he heard her scream ‘Look out’ Lucious looked up and saw a guard trying to attack him from above. Lucious acted quickly and swiftly, grabbing one of the broken pieces of the remains of the chair. The piece was sturdy and hard enough to be used as a projectile. Without hesitation, Lucious tossed the wooden piece towards the guard’s head. Wouldn’t knock him out completely, only off his grip, and cause him to fall down to the ground. As Lucious turned to Lore with a smile, offering his hand “Time to go!” his hand offering wasn’t really offering, more reaching for her hand to bring her toward him to follow quickly. As he ran for the bar, which was close to the door. Pushing and tossing common folk over the bar. Watching a mug of ale sliding towards the edge of the bar, Lucious quickly grabbed it and chugged it as much as he could. Before tossing it across the bar, smashing against the wall. Suddenly being ambushed by couple whores, jumping on top of him, trying to bring him down. Lucious would never hit a woman, not even a whore, as he slowly turned to Lore “Will you?” Asking for her to take the whores off him so he wouldn’t harm them-
LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- Quick thinking, and absolute perfect timing, to snatch up a broken piece of timber, and hurl it skyward, as the falling knight would be hit by the projectile, a large dent into his noggin, as he plummeted to the floor, landing shy of Lady Carrendar and Lucious. All around them, chaos and madness, as the booze fuelled patrons, were now slugging it out, in a blind fest of violence, that had mate turn on mate, and well trained Knights, succumbing to the rabble, of well armed bar whores, and angered older traders, sick of the bully boy tactics of the Knights, lords of their own provinces. Silver spoon versus wooden spoon, it would appear. Bellows and shouts, matched with the cries and screams of the wenches. Lorelei actually found this situation to be slightly comical, mainly cause drunken people fight in a manner that is hard to describe. Its certainly not fluent, and there was a lot of missed hits. Reaching for Lore’s hand, he gave her the signal that it was time to leave the establishment, before the entire building crashed all around them. On their way out, Lucious gamefully decided to have that last shout, taking the nearest mug off the bar and chugging it down, like they do in the old movies. One for the road, as they say. But what he didn’t count on was the angered bar whores, incenced by the ill treatment of men, and non paying customers stealing drinks. Trying their best to jump him, Lorelei did what any woman would do. She gripped the back of the hair of two women, reefing them back, and then slamming their two heads together, to knock them out. ~CLUNK!~ Next was a woman who was attempting to lock her arms around Lucious’s back, and Lorelei did something out of the box. She ripped off her skirt, exposing her lily white ass to the room, which did cause a few men, to misjudge their blows, and knock out each other, while the woman shrieked at losing her modesty, letting go of Lucious. Making a bolt for the door, Lorelei opened it and raced out to where her horse was waiting, grabbing the reigns and throwing her leg over, offering her hand to Lucious, to pull him up, so both could escape the town on horseback together. <3>
KlouseKusanagi: -Lore handled the whores without breaking a sweat. Smirking slightly as he watched her beat them off “Jealous much?” He smirked playfully. Before running off towards the door with her, just before exiting. There was a loud gasp from everyone, as if shocked at an instant. Lucious looked back and saw a man release some rounded shape weapon. Though this weapon had a very small lever on it, detachable as well (old style grenade). Lucious recognized it immediately. His back hit the door “He didn’t just..Shit!” Turning quickly away as everyone fled from the bar. Just as everyone escaped, the weapon exploded. Only damaging the rest of the bar that wasn’t already damaged. Lucious saw Lore on a horse, offering her hand to him, though he merely leaped onto the horse from behind, pushing her forward slightly. As he whipped the horse with haste, as the horse sprinted off. Lucious glanced back at the battered bar, as he smirked “That went well..” Slowly looking ahead as his eyes shot open. Rearing the horse back, causing the horse to leap into the air. Landing on four again, Lucious hid his hand on Lore’s side. For he was soon in trouble. A line of men stood in there way. No ordinary men, though men who seemed royalty as well. Swords were drawn as one man stepped forward announcing that they serve under Lady Lore. Lucious only whispered “Not good..” he glanced around, not wanting to fight her own higher up men. This time in public-
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – As Lorelei would be holding the reigns, and riding away from the tavern, or attempting too, what she didn’t see, was the round metal object being thrown, which of course was some sort of grenade. The loud explosion and shockwave that followed the blast, would not only spook the horse, but the rider as well. “When in Gods, did they have such toys that go boom?!”- she exclaimed, glancing back as Lucious took her hand and mounted the horse in behind her. He also pushed her right hard up in the saddle, giving her something of a hard knock against the top end of the leather end and she winced as it got her right in the …*you guess*..”Oww” -she groaned, but the sound drowned out as Lucious spurred on the horse. Course they didn’t get very far, the horse rearing up, and Lorelei had to hang on with all she was worth. “Woooah.”- but seems that the ruckus of the taven brought out her Knights on force, a line of them with their swords drawn, pointed at the horse, Lorelei sitting at front, Lucious in back of her, just. “STEP ASIDE!”- she roared, the horse pawing at the ground in anger, as she pulled up on the reigns. The Knights all took a step forward, ready to have her dismount, so they might take in the man who had caused the Head Knight, to fall to his knees. Eyes glowering, she looked to each man, starting a chant in her native tongue. “E zittaf sa ty, swy olopwfekz, uai pof’s zyy, E zittaf sa swyy afy wifklyk, blat slyyz, rlaifk ofk waizy, E zittaf sa ty, tu yerws dyrryk blyonz, E podd sa swyy…zys ty blyy” (translation : “I summon to me, the arachnids, you can’t see, I summon to thee one hundred, from trees, ground and house, I summon to me, my eight legged freaks, I call to thee…set me free”) She raised her hand slowly, fingers wiggling, as she tilted her head, the ground giving up one hundred large arachnid spiders, that crawled to the knights all in a row. Her hand she brought up, as though climbing a wall, and to each knight, he would get twenty, that ran up their legs and into their armour. The last part as she was to take up the reigns, she closed in her fist as she bit with her teeth, and on cue, her spider minions, followed suit, all the Knights dropping their swords, as the spiders started to bite, inflicting their venomous poison into their skin. This gave her the chance, and she kicked the horses flank, riding straight through the line and out the township gate at speed. <3>
KlouseKusanagi: -Clearly outmatched this go around, Lucious soon to surrender to the guards. As he listened to some strange language being spoke from Lore. Raising a brow wandering what the hell it was. After she finished, spiders came from the ground, devouring the guards that surrounded them. Poisoning each of them. Death was certain as the horse spurred off. Lucious looked at her and spoke “You know you just got yourself for the next lynching right?” Knowing that when the common folk and royalty alike hear about this. She will be taken from her title, and possibly put to death. Or did she do that, knowing that was her outcome? Lucious reached for her right cheek, to turn it to face him, as he placed a passionate kiss on her lips. Sweet taste of her lips made him want more each time. Slowly releasing the kiss, as he stared into her eyes “So what do we do next?” He looked forward thinking on ideas “Storm the castle, take it for our own?” A more violent way.. “Or do we go into hiding, find a small village, and live out the rest of our lives there in hiding?” Asking her for her opinion as he spoke his “Though a fancy castle, sounds worthy right about now” Chuckling softly leaving the choice up to her-
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Riding on, Lorelei came to stop a few miles up the road, pulling up the reigns, as she listened to Lucious speak to her of his concerns. Smiling, she walked the horse on, instead of the full gallop, the stars in the sky her guide this night towards the home Castle in Arachne. “You know you just got yourself for the next lynching right?” Lorelei chuckled softly as she heard his words. “Oh, I imagine they will be sore, and rightly pissed off, but…those spiders don’t kill, unless I say. Just enough poision, to let us get away.” Lucious reached for her cheek, turning her face to his, so he may kiss her, and not a sweet peck, no, he kissed her hungrily, as though his passion for her was again ignited. Lorelei responded with as much fire, her tongue lapping his, as the horse beneath them jostled the pair slightly. Breaking the kiss, she nipped at his lower lip, teasing him, eyes like liquid pools of jade, hypnotic at best. “Those town folk won’t be happy with what became of the tavern, and an inquest will be held, finding fault with the very Knights, who started it. We were but innocently returning from the field, and surely they would not blame a woman for such dark arts, as…spiders.”- Her voice had a pleasant pitch, smooth and yet velvet like. “Meeting hall…Arachne…with my own hidden quarters, deep in the bowels. Its where I got to…rest, you could say.” Her hand reached up and took up his hand, bringing it to her lips, as she sucked one of his fingers slowly. Letting go, she uttered. “Now..we ride on a few miles, and then…we find paradise within the walls of the hall. ” <3>
KlouseKusanagi: -Feeling her bite on his lower lip, made him want more though she broke it off speaking. Listening to her inventively, listening to every word mentioned. As he smiled slightly “They will hunt for us..If they so happen to find us..They as well will need to be searched for” Smirking slightly meaning he will kill them and hide their bodies so it wouldn’t rouse suspicion to where they were possibly at. As he felt her hand on his, watching her take his hand and nibble on it. Bitting down on his lower lip as he leaned in close to her ear, causing her ear to feel warm, as he nibbled on it playfully, as he spoke “Nothing to cause us to worry about being seen..Sleep away together..We will need walls to silence your noise” Grinning widely as he chuckled with pleasure intent. As watched common folk stare at them with wanderous eyes though they did not ask where we were headed nor disrupt them-
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Smirking at his words, that they would hunt them down like common criminals, did so amuse Lady Carrendar. “They will hunt for us..If they so happen to find us..They as well will need to be searched for.” Lorelei would have the last words. “Let them.” she kicked the horses flanks hard, and it took off at speed, as she rode the horse with the prowess of a skilled horsewoman, Lucious needed to have his wits about him and hold onto her around her waist, as she spurred the horse on, through the winding tracks of the darkened forests of Twisted woods, her destination, Arachne hall. The charge of the hooves, as they pierced the earth, the horse spiriting on, black as night, its long tail flowing out behind it. Snorting and braying as it galloped on through the night. Lucious would feel the rage within the beast of the horse, Lorelei becomng one with it, as she rose and fell in the saddle, as the horse jumped over fallen tree branches and over rocks. The road illuminated by the very moon. Up ahead, you could see the towering turrets of Arachne hall, its grey metal tipped roofs, reflecting the torch lights, as a horn blasted that the watch had caught sight of the horse and two riders. The drawer bridge lowered just in time, Lorelei spurring the horse with a sharp kick, to jump onto the bridge, landing solidly,and racing into the main courtyard, where she pulled the horse up fast and the drawer bridge raised once more. Lorelei walked the horse around, while a stable hand ran out to take the reigns, so she could dismount, followed by Lucious. Grinning broadly, she wiggled her eyebrows, knowing she was quite safe within these walls, her specially chosen Honour guard, made sure of that. Reaching out for Lucious’s hand after dismount, she would lead him down the stairs, and into a catacomb of tunnels, one that was lit with large torches, and took you down to her chambers, far beneath the ground. On reaching the door, she opened it, and came to reveal, a large room carved out of rock. The centre piece, a four poster bed, sprayed with spider web like netting, the floor scattered with cushions and fur rugs, whilst a fire crackled happily near the hearth. Sighing at long last, she started to remove her boots, and then removed her armour bustier, leaving but pants, and little else. Wandering over to him, she placed a hand behind his head, to draw down to hers, and kissed him deeply, in the light of many lit candles. The setting.. perfect…to recover from the night’s escapades. Breaking the kiss, to say what she needed to, she watched him and said. “I am not like other women you may have met. I don’t keep men as pets. If your heart be true, for me, we are to be equal. I for you…you for me.” <3>
xXVladimirIII: -Stepping lightly through the shadowed undergrowth of the moonlit forest, a figure bundled in dark silk made his careful way through the twisting woods, one hand capped softly above his feathered cover, the other resting gently on the hilt of his tarnished dueling sword, his face veiled from the cloak he wore. Hiking up the tail end of his cloak, he made his way over a sizable tree trunk that looked as if it had erupted from the earth to entangle some hopless individual. hopping swiftly on top, then over, he landed with a soft pad, the only noise emitted from the silken figure was the rattiling of the sword’s scabbard and the single spur he wore about his right ankle. Sighing, he looked up to the moon as he stopped to catch his breath. He always loved the way the celestial body shone in the darkness of the night. It reminded him of home. Home. He shook his head, before trudging on, his face tracing a dark grimace. Up ahead, he could hear the sound of running water, liquid trickling over small rocks. Entering into view of the sound, he saw a sizable stream, the navy blue waters reflecting the moon’s brillance. Stopping, he looked around to his left and right, until he saw a fallen tree. Moving toward the edge, he gracefully hopped upon the sodden wood and casually walked over the the other side. Dropping onto the assorted rocks, he pressed on, knowing there must be a settlement up ahead, especially this close to a source of water. It was the first sight of water he had spied for the last three days. Almost absent-mindedly, he shook his wineskin to make sure he still had enough to drink. The liquid inside sloshed around smoothly, nearly halfway full. Or halfway empty, he though. Shrugging to himself, he fixed his eyes on the winding path in front of him as he caught the scent of burning wood, and wet timber. Finally, he stepped out of the wooded land, and across the empty field he spied a wooden wall and gate. Stretching out his aching limbs, he made his way toward the lighted gate-
KlouseKusanagi: -Holding around Lore’s waist firmly, keeping hold of her to stay on top of the horse. As they rode swiftly and quickly through the forest. As the rushing wind kissed their faces, leaves brushing against them as they rode by. Animal life alike rode along with them, trying to keep up with them or even run away from them. The sun slowly setting as they neared her home away home. It was grand, mainly out of stone, perfectly chiseled to the building. As a bridge lowered for them, arriving at a stall for the horse. Than putting the horse up, lowering down as he looked around, but than following Lore to a lower level. Basement like, as they reached a door, she opened it slowly. Revealing a room mainly filled with a bed sheeted by spider webs. Rugs filled the floor, as he walked around slowly looking around. Before he turned a full circle around, he saw Lore already mainly undressed. As he looked at her, his lip bitten down as she came up to him, reaching around his neck, feeling her fingers the back of his neck. Causing his hairs to stand up. As she leaned his neck down, and kissed his lips deeply. He returned the kiss and more, as he placed his delegate fingers on her toned hips. His tongue slithering into hers as she broke the kiss before he could. As he stared into her eyes. Silence for a brief moment before he spoke “My heart stays still for one..And only one..No other..You being that reason it stays still..” Leaning in for another passionate kiss, breaking away slightly, before kissing once more. Even multiple times as he wanted to express it as much as possible-
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Indeed, the gates were lit, massive torches, and beneath that, the drawer bridge, that led over the moat to the castle hall proper. Outside, two of the Honour guard of the Aracnhe Meeting all, resplendent in armour, that shined due to a high grade polishing system. The crest of the spider, emblazoned on their chests. With full helms, and carrying the long swords, so bequeathed to them on completion of their training, they were Lacardis Elite. Standing roughly 6’2″ in height, they were imposing figures. On sound of one that made his way to the gates, they both step forth, drawing their long swords, with a dull scrapping sound, metal on metal. The gleam of the blades, so captured the light of the moon, who was in this eve, to be full. The first Knight, barked his request. “In the name of Lacardis, halt, and state your business, within this plane.”-:: Down within the bowels of the Meeting hall, Lorelei was held well in her love’s grip. He said unto her ; “My heart stays still for one..And only one..No other..You being that reason it stays still..” A smile blessed her face, and she took him once again, such strong and passionate kisses of urgency, for the night was still young, as was their love for each other. “Then let this night be the first of many, for once love is declared, I never let go…ever.” <3>
xXVladimirIII: -He froze, muscles tensed, his sword hand resting easily, the forepart of his thumb scraping slowly across the ribbed hilt of his weapon. He had seen the gleaming knights, and he knew they would administer the same charge all guards flaunted. But these were different. He had seen these kind of warriors before, long ago. Veterans, elites. It was obvious, from the polished gleam of their armor, to the steadfast stance they took and the unwavering voice they used to bark commands. Eyeing the warriors, he checked for kinks in the armor, deducing how they would move their ornate blades, and how their size would affect their range of motion. Slowly, he raised the hand atop his weapon and held it aloft, his hand an open palm. Then, keeping his off hand lightly gripping the brim of his hat, he executed a low bow,his cloak gracefully sweeping behind him, his main hand resting softly over his heart. Straightening his back upright, he rose his chin and spoke, his sword hand resuming its loose grip- “Bon soire my friends, I am but a humble traveler, looking to merely to rest his worn bones so that he may travel on through your grand estate.”
KlouseKusanagi: -Smiling as he heard her words, their lips constantly touching as they slowly came to a stop. As he spoke slightly as he walked to a near by hangers. Untying the gauntlets on his arms and his laces. It was time to finally relax. “Indeed it is my darling..the night is young, as another day nears..” Sighing softly finally glad he can relax now. He took a near by bowl, and dipped it into a sink that already had warm water in it. Taking it to the bed side, as he placed it on the ground. Slowly sitting with a sigh of relief, gathering some water in his hands as he wiped it over his face. Taking his eye bandage off before he washed his face. His eye seeming as if it had been sliced. A long cut went from the brow to the cheek bone of his right eye. Keeping his hands on his face for a moment before dragging his hands down his face, quite exhausted from days events. Only to just begin the nights tale-
DavinPortOlesias: Davin’s fingers dug into Narra’s thick fur, he would tighten his grasp because riding mounted on a large Wolf wasn’t so stable or easy. He wasn’t necessarily a beast tamer but ever since he met the wolf, Narra, they’ve had a relationship. Her front legs stretched outwards where her sharp talons would dig into the soil for grip so as the next leap was made the wolf could retort off the earth. They continued between the valley which opened up into an endless sea of trees and thickets. The forest seemed haunted by something, it could be ethereal or alive but the trees were dead and the earthen soil was colder than a murderer’s heart. Davin leaned down toward Narra’s ear, his hand would softly pat her sides indicating to slow down which she did. Their pattern changed into a walk where Davin could finally lighten his grasp and not have to worry about falling off. His cerulean eyes were locked into a predatory gaze as he looked in each direction, keeping an eye out for any unexpected mishaps or run-ins. Narra let out a yawn, stretching her jaw open as wide as two heads, those teeth were threatening and as sharp as a blade with thick gooey saliva just tessellating her mouth like a spider web, “Narra, it’s rude to yawn like that.” Davin would mutter into her ears. He taught the tiger decent etiquette and manners, he treated her like her own, he never doubted this beast’s intelligence. Just yonder passed the old decrepit trees he could spot a clearing, a fence that spread meters long to separate this side from…what he assumed was a township on the other side. From his position within the crowd of trees he couldn’t be sure, “Come on. Head north. The gods have blessed us with safety…or at least let’s hope it’s positive.” He smiles. Narra would release a huff in response before shaking her mane and initiating her casual paced walk toward the fence. Davin remained alert, he could feel eyes boring into his back though every time he turned he spotted nothing but the occasional owl with its neck upside down, those large charcoal buttons staring at him. Being cloaked by the shadows within the woods the man, well Elf, and his beast couldn’t be seen but they could be heard with the countless twigs snapped under the pressure of the wolf’s paws. However, both Narra and Davin could make out the torches that were ablaze, lighting the whole extensiveness of the fence wall. They approached, almost at the edge of the woods where they got a better view of another strange halted by, what they assumed, were guards from what Davin could make out. His distance hindered his ability to evaluate their build, little details, vulnerable points or even the grade of the armour or if it was even impenetrable.
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – With eyes of Jade, Lorelei stepped back and allowed him to disrobe. The night had been full of such wonder, and then of course, the bar fight at Twisted Woods. That did not go as well as planned, but the loss of the Tavern, was only a building that could be rebuilt. What she had gained from this night, was a new found love, who right now, looked as though he was indeed in need of good rest. His words, so soft, and she listened intently. “Indeed it is my darling..the night is young, as another day nears..” A new day. A new life perhaps. The slosh of the water in the bowl as he gathered it in his hands to wash his face, meant that there would be no more love making this eve. She had indeed tasted the sweet nectar of lust, and so sated. With light steps, she moved to her closet, retracting a robe of red and black silk, and slipping it on, she swept up her long auburn locks, and then let them drape behind her. Glancing back, she saw he was now on the bed, and Lorelei sauntered over, helping him get under the covers, and drawing them up, only to plant a kiss, light as a feather on his forehead. “I must attend to a matter on the third level. I shall return soon.” Pivoting on the ball of the right foot, she glided out of the room, her robe billowing behind her, as she vanished up the stairwell, to the higher levels of the Meeting hall. :: Outside the gates, the Knights of the Honour Guard, were left standing there, as the previous traveller, vanished from sight. “Blast…I hate it when that happens.”- the guard on the left said to the one on the right. “Second time this night. They just poof. You don’t think Lady Carrendar has installed a trap door or…something?”- Both Knights checked the ground where the traveller stood, then turned to each other and said. “Nah” in unison. But then, the crackling of branches, the sound of something large approaching. Both Knights looked up through their helms and the one on the left sung out. “No more trick or treaters….we are out of sweets”- The guard on the right nodded rapidly- “We ate them.” <3>
DavinPortOlesias: Their eyes glistened beneath the thick blanket of darkness that shrouded the woods, the reflection of the fearsome torches gave away their position and defeated the idea of sneaking. Narra’s composure would reveal in the light of the torches, revealing the silky raven fur that gave off the illusion of the wolf being overly sized compared to a common wolf. The wolf’s own azure gems would exchange glances between the trio just outside though her gaze lingered longer upon the guard. Dragged along just on the back of the wolf was Davin, his pointy ears flicked out from his dark brown locks and stood prideful, twitching at the sounds it picked up. He was completely covered in leather and fur, light armour in general which could give out the perception he wasn’t a dual-wielder or someone who could ‘tank’ in a brawl. Along his arms spiralled some vines, they seemed almost naturally born on his skin. It was a weird and unusual feature one would come across with an elf, or anyone in that matter. They approached the trio because they both knew if they averted the guards and attempted to enter they would be stopped or possibly seen as a threat. In the blink of an eye, or eight, the third stranger in the presence of the guards was gone. He simply vanished without a trace. Perhaps it was an illusion or maybe the trees were cursed or deliberately playing with his minds. The words of the guards brought an amused grin to his crimson tender lips, “Trick or treaters? I wasn’t aware children were free to play in these wicked woods. Who knows what lurks behind a tree, a rapist, a murderer or possibly something out of this world.” His deep baritone voice held mystery as he spoke, the potential in his words were almost real about there being a rapist or whatnot in the woods. Davin would effortlessly dismount off the perplex beast and land softly on his feet; he was awfully agile with each movement. The elf rested his right arm on the beast as they both simultaneously walked up to the guards, “I would like to proceed to the sanctuary of that township. I come with no harm, no ill intention but to rest my aching sore feet. Narra here, I can’t promise you anything but I’ll keep her mannered and harmless unless I’m threatened or acting out in defence.” He nods. Davin would stroke the fur on Narra’s back, “You’ll behave, won’t you?” he spoke rhetorically. There was no expectation the beast would abrupt into fluent common language.
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – The twin guards of the Honour guard, watched on cautiously, as the Elf dressed in leathers, and mounted upon an oversized wolf, came closer to the main gate. Both Knights held their swords tight in the grip of their right hands, and the Knight on the left, dug the tip of his blade, into the rich earth. “HALT! In the name of Lacardis…State your business.”- he sounded so much more official this time, since he knew that the banter of the sweets and Halloween, was no longer fitting. Rays of the moon’s light, cast down and illuminated the vicinity, as it was now a standoff, between the guards and the traveller. “Trick or treaters? I wasn’t aware children were free to play in these wicked woods. Who knows what lurks behind a tree, a rapist, a murderer or possibly something out of this world.” Interesting observation, from one that did not look as though he was Lacardian. “Hmmm…we culled the last lot of rapists last….what…thursday, Timothy?” The other night twirled his sword around, and then balanced it on the palm of his hand. “Wednesday, Rodger…Thursday’s was the muggers.”- The first Knight sighed outwardly, and then plucked his sword tip from the ground. “I always get those days muddled. Right…and…keep that shaggy beast of yours under control. The staff in the castle get a bit toey about dogs off a leash….OPEN THE GATES!!” -he roared loudly, and you could hear the call back from the top tower. “OPEN THE GATES!!”- The rumbling sound as many wheels turned inside, the drawer bridge lowering, then the iron gates lifted, the sharpened spear ends, coated in a foul smelling goo. If the traveller wandered across the drawer bridge and into the bosom of the Meeting hall proper, he would see Lady Carrendar, crossing the large cobblestoned square, her long flowing mane of chestnut red hair flowing behind her, carrying a large blazing torch, so she could see her way to the stairs that lead to the great hall.<3>
DavinPortOlesias: No, neither of the two were Lacardian, far from it and from here. Davin stood there for a good five or however many minutes it took for the two to finish their discussion. From a simple question it turned out into a consultation between the two for reassurance. It seemed, from his perspective, that being right and precise mattered more than being extremely cautious with shoddy strangers…except he didn’t see himself or Narra anywhere near Shoddy. The scream made his pointed ears twitch rapidly, almost lowering their erect stance into a low and exhausting bow. Being sensitive his hearing was increased and vulnerable to loud piercing sounds. He stood there by Narra’s side as the gates rumbled, mechanisms echoed throughout the woods. Briefly he nodded to the two twins before progressing under the open gateway and into the safety of township. “Narra, don’t go leave and don’t cause trouble. Stay safe.” He pats her back and snuggles his face affectionately at the side of her face. Narra would respond with a compassionate muzzle before wandering off. In the distance Davin did catch sight of a beautiful stranger, a woman at that matter crossing the square. It was rather scarce with life out in the settlement but then again it was almost twilight. He started to walk with his own swag, his own curious atmosphere that surrounded him. If anyone or anything was magically inclined they could possible pick up on the weird pulses that pulsated off his aura. Davin was a bit more than a wayfaring elf. As he approached the unknown woman he kept his hands beneath his back, clenched together as he curiously observed her, “Be still my beating heart for my eyes ache at the sight that’s blessed before me.” The words hummed like a song from his lips, each word accompanied by a warm tenderness, “Milady, could I steal a moment of your precious time? Do you know where I am?” he quirks a brow. His ears would lift at the same time, bouncing absently and attempting to inconspicuously draw attention to that main feature.
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – It was not going to be long, before the heralds send out word of the burning of the Tavern in Twisted Wood, and exactly the cause for the bombing and subsequent torture of a few of the Knights of the Guard. Her right hand clasped the torch firmly between her slender digit, as she allowed this to be her source of light to expose the shadows out from the darkness, this fateful eve. Needless to say, the ruckus caused by the opening of the gates again, did spark Lorelei’s interest, and she turned her head to see one approach, with fine slender ears that pierced through his locks. Dressed in leathers and who had been kept in company of a wolf, he was the kind of chap, one would not expect to pay host to in the middle of the night. The night’s breeze, did tease and pluck at the Lady Carrendar’s hair and robe, whilst she remained standing still, as words rang out into the night. “Be still my beating heart for my eyes ache at the sight that’s blessed before me.” Curiosity seized Lorelei tightly in her grip, and she tilted her head ever so gently to the right. A new creature had entered the domain of the Arachnid, and caught this Mistress of the Web unawares. In a voice that was haunting, she uttered. “I don’t believe…we have…met.”- He appeared to be a noble, but of course, one does not judge a book by its cover, you always check underneath, to see what its truly all about. “Milady, could I steal a moment of your precious time? Do you know where I am?” The moment had long been stolen, and there would be no refunds. Obvious question is obvious. We are to play the game of “Where am I?” Ah, she knew this game well, and had won many a time. “You are, standing in the courtyard of the Meeting hall of Arachne….Lacardis. Mother Nation to the People..”- her voice had a certain tone of authority, but then came the follow up. “Now, I have answered your question, you can answer mine. Have you ever danced with the Devil in the pale moon light? *she slowly lowered the torch, and you could see the orange, red glow radiate off her skin, a wry grin forming, on crimson stained lips.*…I always ask that of my new…..friends.”-<3>
DavinPortOlesias: Davin assumed the silence after his question was a moment of recuperation, a moment in time for the woman to evaluate him before addressing him. Well he assumed that much as that was what he’d do. He had a tendency to think before speaking, to observe before enacting. Her voice, a fusion of authority and haunt but it had a hint of flamboyance with the mystery in her puzzling words, “Devil? I wasn’t aware there were more like me in this land.” He delivered his words with utter cluelessness, almost took an innocent touch to his expressed emotion. “Arachlacardis…” he trailed off, his would bind both enunciated words. He wasn’t oblivious to her stammer and sudden change in start and finish, “…I haven’t read of an Arachlacardis on the map.” He raised a brow. His hands released their loving hold and came to fold over his chest as his own luminous eyes scrutinized the woman from top to bottom. Davin couldn’t help but sharpen the ends of his smile as the wind plucked at her hair, teasing him by drawing his attention to her breasts. It took a moment of complete distraction before those cerulean gems, embedded onto his defined and well crafted face, lifted to meet with her intimidating stare, “Just like that we’re friends, I always thought there were phases in this process. Leaving your assumptions so open like that leave you vulnerable to being hurt. We’re merely acquaintances…but…I don’t see anything stopping a potentially new blooming friendship.” He offers her one of his charming smiles, “Might I ask for your name, Milady?”
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – She found his reaction somewhat amusing, almost like her words made little or no sense, which was perfectly fine. No truth, no lies. His mention of Arachlacardis, had her shake his head, for Arachne was the capital of Lacardis, not a full on word, melded of the two. “Well of course, the map would not say, ArachLacardis, for that does not exist. Lorelei’s eyes followed his, and he started to take in her form, inch by inch. The Spider demoness, adjusted her stance, to be more casual, since he was speaking almost as though he wished to air his thoughts to the wind. She closed one eye, her right, as he took her question, which was more of a riddle, than a question to unearth if he had danced with the devil in the light of the pale moon. Lorelei had also been cheeky in her follow up, that she begged this question of all new friends. Friends, being used rather loosely. ““Just like that we’re friends, I always thought there were phases in this process. Leaving your assumptions so open like that leave you vulnerable to being hurt. We’re merely acquaintances…but…I don’t see anything stopping a potentially new blooming friendship.” Talk talk talk…..talk. Time was slipping away, as they stood in the centre of the courtyard. Lorelei went as far as to try and stifle a yawn, but it was clearly evident, even by the light of her torch. She raised a hand, and pointed her slender digit at him. “You see that!…Asking the obvious questions. A name. Yes, I could tell you what it is, but…where is the fun in that, right? Right.” She turned and started to make her way for the stairs, calling back. “Course, you never danced with the devil, for if you had, you would have no soul, for it would have been signed over before doing that… that rotten polka.”- she laughed. A glance over her shoulder, as she regarded him thoughtfully. “Phase one. Complete. You did so humour me, so while we are but, acquaintances…or ships that pass in this glorious night, we could be so much more. Tell you what, I will tell you my name, if you….tell me your’s first. Kinda like…You show me your’s and I show you mine…just without the sexual innuendo.”- Lorelei was slowly constructing an invisible web, but would the Elf, follow along behind her? <3>
DavinPortOlesias: The term ‘friend’ was used loosely even Davin knew that. Brushing that off he raised a brow at her abrupt enthusiasm, “I can’t see what I’m saying but I can hear it.” He mumbled, deliberately being sarcastic but making it almost indecipherable with his muffled tone. He listened to her, he comprehended the woman’s strange perspective of exchanging names. Obviously she valued her name which he respected because he was and is the same in that light. To him a name is someone’s identity and to give it away carelessly is like…well like signing a contract to give your soul away to the devil. Davin broke his folded arms up, one dropped to his side whilst the other one caressed his cheek with its palm, sliding along the small prickly facial hair that was slowly growing. His eyes watched her ample bottom swayed away, he was losing her but in the end she was never his. Davin was amused now, entertained as she was almost luring him, he hadn’t the time to play along and be swooped off, “If you value your name and you don’t want to tell me…what makes you think my identity is anything lesser than the worth of yours?” he grins. Davin had the right to pose that question, he’d received no name and no indication of her status in this village so even if she was the Chief he could act superior to her and so it could work vice versa. We both knew ourselves but not each other. He stood there idle as he mulled over his thoughts pondering if maybe she would have lead him somewhere, maybe something may have happened. She was rather seductive for a beauty that roams the empty night. “I look forward to seeing you again, Milady.” He would state with a hint of hope. Davin glanced around and extruded a small sigh, he had no clue where he was and Narra wasn’t close but he could feel her in the vicinity. The Elf would retreat to the sweet melody of the crackling fire to dwell in the warmth of this cold silent night.
