Fantasy Generic Fantasy RP (CLOSED)

[Dragongal]

They dressed, hunted, and Emmalia struggled to drink the rabbit blood. It just was unpleasant to her, and not nearly as satisfying as human's blood.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum tried to get Emmalia to drink it with his help, even offering to drink some of it too just to help her do it.

 

[Dragongal]

Em found his help amusing, but it did encourage her to choke it down, before she sat down and leaned against his legs, throwing the drained rabbit away with contempt. "Damn Halciet...."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"It's okay love." Callum told her and pulled her close. "See? You're already recovering from it all."

 

[Dragongal]

Em nodded slightly, then said, "The sun still stings, but I'm progressing, i guess. I'll be okay."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"Alright, love. Do you want to go back to Camilla's shop?" He asked her.

 

[Dragongal]

Em nodded. "Yeah, it's safe there." That was her main priority now, safety.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum helped Arryn back to the place they were staying, and sat down at the table with a sigh. "I hope no one will be able to recognize me."

 

[Dragongal]

Em sighed. "We could go after those witches, and that missing girl, or go to the west, where it'll be safe."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"I think for now, we should go west. I feel like staying around would be risky for too long."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia nodded. "That would be safe." Her hand traced over the scars on her face - one was from Midas torturing her, the other was the burn scar originally from the mind-mage, then made worse by the Order. "Mom'll throw a fit when she sees me...."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"She'll probably kill us for losing lord status." He joked. "Everything will be fine."

 

[Dragongal]

"You're still a Lord," Em said with a smirk. "Just not a warlord. Once my father is gone, you're the Lord of the West."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"That's true." He smiled and gave her a kiss. "Tomorrow we should start going towards the West."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia nodded and sighed. "We better pick up clothes on the way. We have nothing at all between the two of us. I managed to get a little gold before I escaped, but... It isn't much."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"I didn't grab almost anything when I left. We could always try to sell stuff from in here." He told her.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia frowned. "This is Camilla's, we can't do that." She looked at her hand, which was almost done healing from Midas putting a knife through it, thanks to Halciet's healers. She sighed, then said, "Well... I can borrow a violin and play at the tavern for one night, that shouldn't attract too much attention...."

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum seemed uncertain. "Camilla would understand though. I don't like the thought of you being the center of attention when we're trying to stay low."

 

[Dragongal]

Em nodded a bit. "Okay, but, do you know how to sell a dress? Or any of these spools of fabric? Maybe we can get a letter in to Camilla, and she can come here and bring some money?"

 

[Solar Daddy]

"Well there's more in here than dresses. She's got some stuff in the back, maybe we can see if anyone would buy some of the trinkets she might have."

 

[Dragongal]

Em nodded. "That would last us to the West. Well, technically, we could catch game and all. But, I have no weapons besides this sword I stole when I ran away. I don't even have a sheath for it."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"We could try and get your things back, hire someone we know, or someone who owes us a favor."

 

[Dragongal]

Em shook her head. "I'm not going back there, and we can't afford to pay anyone right now. Nobody owes us anything."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"Well..." Callum said. "That couple we had for dinner. They said we could call on them if we need it."

 

[Dragongal]

"We can't afford to pay them," Em reiterated.