Fantasy Generic Fantasy RP (CLOSED)

[Dragongal]

Emmalia almost laughed when he asked if it was due to training, but she didn't. If there was one thing she could do, it was keep a mask on her face. "Basically I'm bred for this occupation, let's leave it at that. The only concern I have is you being too tired. You're a normal person. You need sleep." She was already anticipating protecting him throughout the battle, she didn't want to have to do that more because he was tired. But the earlier they could get there, the better.

 

[Solar Daddy]

"I'll be fine." He said simply. He said this in part because he wanted to be a bit of a stoic truthfully, but also because he simply couldn't sleep, and he didn't want to slow down the mission. He left it at that as they walked on through the forest, the light of the sun shining through the trees on them. He thought it was a pretty nice day, considering the only reason they were out of the castle was to do a job. In all honesty, Callum was eager to face the ghouls, he felt like civilian life was too boring for him, especially after so long of guarding a Lord who was never attacked.

 

[Dragongal]

They had made pretty good distance by the time night fell, and Emmalia offered again, "If you're tired and want to sleep, we can stop." After all, it wasn't like they're be unprotected. She would be awake to keep them safe. Her anger toward him had abated, and she had decided that she wouldn't just leave him to die if he made a mistake, so she also wouldn't just leave him to be eaten by whatever came passing on by.

 

[Solar Daddy]

"No, I have... uh, problems sleeping." He said as they walked on. "I can keep going, and I'll let you know if I can't. Don't want to slow up and make you wait around." He said, staring on ahead for a moment before looking over at her, watching her hair blow in the light wind. He felt as though he was staring, but couldn't pull his eyes away. Eventually though, he managed to take his glance from her and stared forward again. He sighed heavily, wondering how the next few days would pan out.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia looked over at him as he said he had problems sleeping, then looked forward again. "I would be pointlessly waiting, it'll help in the long run but okay. I won't push you." The rest of their travel was simple and few words were exchanged. The night before the full moon, they agreed to stop in an inn for warm food, strong drinks, and comfortable beds. Their rooms were paid for, and they sat at a table amongst the other customers, most of whom were locals in search of cheap beer and warm food. Emmalia only ordered some wine; by then, Callum knew that she didn't have to eat often, and when she did, it was small. She wasn't hungry, but she also wouldn't pass on some decent wine.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum had ordered an entire buffet of food and a gallon of beer, eager to finally have a real meal after a few days. One thing he missed more than anything when he was away from the castle was a decent, hot meal, and was more than ready to fill his stomach, especially since the food at the inn was extra satisfying after their long walk. When he looked over at Emmalia, he raised an eyebrow and stopped eating, nudging his plate closer to her. "Can't afford?" He asked, unsure what other conclusion to come up with as to why she wasn't eating.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia almost smiled when he offered her food. Almost. Instead she just raised an eyebrow curiously and cocked her head at him. "No, I've eaten recently, that rabbit I hunted for us, I'm really not hungry, thank you though." Funny that he asked that, though, considering that she probably had more gold in her pockets than him. Then again, he probably had the rest of his money stored away at the keep. She had to carry everything with her. Some performers played in the corner and she occupied her time watching them while she sipped her wine. The commons room they ate in was lit by a few torches and a large central hearth. The air was filled with a very thin smoke and the smell of good food. That, combined with the music, was a very relaxing atmosphere that Emmalia greatly enjoyed.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum nodded his head slowly as he began to eat once more. As he ate, he looked around the room at the people in the different table and watched quietly. The inn had been amusing to him, especially since he was getting plenty of beer, food and entertainment. The people around though were the true source of interest for him, though - he admired seeing the different kinds of people you could find from exploring. His eyes finally rested on a lone hag in the corner, a hood draped over her head and a single leg of chicken in front of her. He looked down at his own plate, then back at her, a feeling of guilt coming over him. After a few moments, Callum slowly got up without a word to Emmalia, and stood above her table. "Miss, please, have a wonderful night." He said softly as he dropped his coin pouch on the table beside her, before slowly returning to their party's table and resumed eating quietly.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia had watched him move with a judging eye, and when he sat back down across from her, she leaned back in her seat and shook her head a bit. "I don't get it." She smirked and shook her head more, then went on to explain in no uncertain terms, "When we were at Balder's, you demanded more money, even going so far as asking to take some of mine. You were willing to give up this job and threaten to make your father leave and leave people to the hands of ghouls. Now you just toss it away. Where's the fakery, here or there? Tell me honestly, now."

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum looked up at her, stopping from eating for a moment as he pondered how to answer. He then set down his food and finished chewing before giving a slow and quiet response, but his voice remained sturdy. "Balder was practically sitting on a throne of gold. While you're not trusted, I'm sure you still have a hasty savings from your adventures. That lady over there barely has an appetizer as a meal, and I bet that's the last thing she'll eat for a while. I'm no Robin Hood, trust me, but I know the difference between someone who wants it and someone who needs it." When he finished talking, he went right on back to eating.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia quietly said, "I would have let you take the money, you know. Only thing was I didn't want you to be having it." She stayed quiet for a moment as a maid refilled her wine-glass. "I'm going to be honest with you. You're not too bad of a guy, and I hated you before. But you're not a bad guy. A few attitude adjustments would get you far in life." She took a long drink, then said, "For one, don't use your father as a shield. Two, don't assume all of one class are the same - or that they're whatever way for one reason, as I've said, dark hunters are loners to protect people. And three? Never brag. You should never let anyone know exactly what you're capable of." To show off her last point, she set down her wine and walked up to one of the musicians just as the band was taking a break. She slipped him a coin and took the violin and without hesitation began playing an impressive song. It started out as slow and heartbreaking, then rose to a lovely hopeful song, then turned to a quick-paced dance tune that required impressive skill to play. Over the five-minute span that she performed, it was much better than the musician had played overall. But EMmalia? She was just enjoying the music, the feeling of playing. At the end of the song, the entire commons room applauded, and she handed back the violin, then resumed her seat across from Callum.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum raised an eyebrow, "Y'know, for a dark huntress, you're pretty alright too." He smiled softly. All of the points she made were valid, and he definitely believed he could work on them. He made a special note of the talent point she made, especially since she showed such skill with the violin. The only thing Callum felt skilled with besides combat was being a tactician, and it wasn't like he could just pull out a map and point out where the proper movement of troops would be to siege a castle. Instead, he decided to pay respects to the obviously much wiser dark huntress. "Listen, I know I can be hard to bear, I do. Different beginnings breed different outlooks I suppose, but I appreciate your help."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia shrugged. "Travel as much as I have, for as long as I have, you pick up some stuff, especially when you're with the right crowds. 'Be kind, noble, and fair in all you do, and whatever outcome of your battles, they will always be right.'" The quote was from a popular play of that era, but if he didn't know it, she wouldn't have been surprised. "I believe people are always capable of change. It doesn't mean they will - but they can. They just need to make that choice themselves."

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum smiled softly, and soon replied, "I do believe that is the same scene where Leo is tragically stabbed in the back with a spear after a mutiny, if I recall correctly." He took a long drink from his beer before setting the mug back down and wiping his mouth. "I attended many theaters with my father as a child, the Ballad of Antone was one of my favorites." He gave a light chuckle, finally finding some common ground with Emmalia.

 

[Dragongal]

"Ah, but who better to take advice from than a dying man? The playwrights always make the last lines important for a reason. And as to the mutiny, it was made relatable as it was clearly erroneous, and despite Leo's death the mutiny was defeated thanks to his work that went above and beyond necessity, leaving his lasting, and good, legacy." Emmalia, for the first time in his presence, actually smiled. She had been given plenty of time to analyze and examine every single play that was well-known, and even some that were not. That was what happened when you were an actress at a younger point in life.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum smiled at her reaction, glad to see her smile. It was the kind of smile you wish would never stop, the kind that brightened up the room ever so slightly as to see the perfection behind it. Callum then realized he should be a writer because he was so amazing with words. When he finally got out of his thoughts, he replied. "Maybe we can attend one together sometime." He said, before looking out of the window. "We should get going soon, just to be sure we make it to our destination before it's too late."

 

[Dragongal]

Was he hitting on her? He better not have been. But pretending that that hadn't been the intention in any way, she said, "Surprised a warlord would take his son to plays. But, yes, it is best to set a few traps and learn the lay of the area." Without further conversation, they left. The area was obvious: it was a graveyard, after all. The headstones would be their best advantage, as they would make a kind of maze for the ghouls.... but they would also hinder them if they needed to move. Emmalia, being ingenuitive, make wooden stakes from boughs off nearby trees and set them in some of the open Graves - this would likely kill the ghouls that fell, or at least would hold them. She also gathered heavy boughs, boulders, and broken headstones up on a ridge downwind of the graveyard. That would be how they attacked. When night fell, sure enough, the ghouls slowly gathered. Its was very dark, with no moon, but the ghouls, decaying, shambling thibgs, we're still visible. Once they all had gathered in the center, some of them having fallen to the ditches, Emmalia sent the rocks and logs rolling down. About half of their number was crushed. The other half turned their attention to the pair on the hill.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum stood up tall from their vantage point, holding his rather large claymore in his arms. Before attacking though, he decided to use the one spell he had learned when dabbling in magical affairs - after a few waves of his hand, a floating orb of light emitted from his palm, as he slowly held his arm out and urged the light to illuminate the ghouls more visibly. After this, Callum did the one thing he felt born to do - he charged downhill and started chopping off heads in every direction. His claymore cut through their bodies and necks rather easily as he heaved it around, making sure not to let any of them get too close to him as he fought among the ghouls who weren't hindered by the traps they had set.

 

[Dragongal]

While Callum took the head-on approach and went away swinging, Emmalia fought in her own way, with her buckler on her left forearm, sword in her left hand, and lion gauntlet on her right. While Callum had his forward approach, she had hers, which was digging quickly between and among the ghouls, killing another before the first fell. She was simply too fast for them to catch.

 

[Solar Daddy]

As callum's fought, he managed to get through a hefty amount of ghouls during the battle. He stopped counting after twenty, and soon, most of the crowd was gone. Between Callum's claymore and Emmalia's array of weapons, they made quick work of them. As Callum fought though, he couldn't help but glance over at Emmalia as she swiftly pacified many of the corpses without hesitation. It was hypnotizing, and due to his lack of situational awareness and focus on her, he wasn't paying attention to the ghoul that promptly bit his forearm, groaning out as he collapsed to the ground with the ghoul over him.

 

[Dragongal]

Em finished off the ghouls she was killing when she heard Callum's groan, then the thud of his body. Her enhanced senses let her hear his metal plating hit the ground, and she could smell his blood. She dispatched one more ghoul, then threw herself on the one on top of Callum and dragged it off of him, throwing them both over the ground. She beheaded it with ease, then made it to Callum's side to check the wound. Soon the effects of the poison would take hold. "Don't move, I need to finish the rest." And finish them she did, in a relatively short period of time, she had managed to deal with the few remaining ghouls before she got her pack from the top of the hill, then returned to Callum's side. "Alright, hold still, this is going to hurt." The wound rinse she poured over the bite would sting terribly, but it would help keep him alive.

 

[Solar Daddy]

When the liquid poured over his wound, he gasped and screamed out momentarily before gritting his teeth and staring up at her. He then closed his eyes shut as he prayed the sting would subside, but after the initial pour, it didn't seem to get much better. Why was he so distracted? He had fought countless enemies, why now did he faulter? It couldn't have been because of the huntress, he felt no attraction toward her. Then again, he tossed the idea over in his mind. Could that have been his downfall in the battle? "Will I die?" He asked through the pain, not seeming to be bothered with his death.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia had moved to mixing some of the herbs she had in her pack into a kind of balm. She looked up at him and sighed. "If we can get you to an actual healer very soon, you'll live. I can't keep you alive long." For a moment she had to appreciate the irony of the situation. He had thought he would be protecting her, that he would do all the work. Now here they were. The walk back to the town was only a couple of hours, they had made it just that morning and then had time to make traps.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum slowly nodded his head. "Well, I guess I have a chance unlike Leo." He chuckled as he groaned out. "Help me up Em." He said, knowing well that she wouldn't like it. At this point though, Callum was feeling pretty good about himself beside the dying part. He figured jokes were a good way to diffuse the situation. If he was dying, he was going out with comedy.

 

[Dragongal]

For this one time, she allowed him to call her by something other than Emmalia, and helped him stand. "Leo was a tragic character. If he had loved, it wouldn't have been a tragedy and would have been a lot less meaningful. Luckily that doesn't apply to you. We actually want to keep you alive." She just had to keep an eye on his fever, now. Hopefully they could get him to a healer before it got too terrible.