Fantasy Generic Fantasy RP (CLOSED)

[Solar Daddy]

Callum had to put most of his weight onto her to keep up, hoping she could hold him for the trip back to the town. He wasn't a heavy guy, but combined with the armor he carried, he was afraid she wouldn't be able to handle the walk. "Ooooh, so you're saying you want me to stay alive eh? Seems like someone wants me for something. Well don't think you're getting more of my reward for saving me." He said, his head swaying back and forth.

 

[Dragongal]

As they walked, Emmalia could feel him leaning more and more on her, and just hoped they could make it back to town. The fever was evidently developing quickly. "I've told you already. I don't care about the reward. But hopefully you've learned something from this mess and will be less of a prick in the future." Her gruff words made it clear that he ought to stop questioning her.

It took three hours to get to the village. By that point, his fever had gotten to the point of his being delusional and Emmalia just guiding him. She slammed her fist on the door to the healer's house, designated by a sign, and was soon admitted. Callum was rushed to an empty bed. Emmalia listed off the healer the herbs she'd used in the balm.

 

[Solar Daddy]

"No doctor, I'm fine! Just a slight scratch is all." He said with an odd accent. "That lady over there put her thing on my thing so now I'm aaaaall better. That one, right there. The pretty one with the hair." He pointed off vaguely in Emmalia's direction, without pointing a finger though, just sticking his hand out. "Can you believe that thing saved me? Damn princess nearly got me killed on this mission!" He began rambling on about politics, his father, and Emmalia quite a lot through his treatment quite humorously.

 

[Dragongal]

Had Emmalia been any less of a kind soul, she'd have shoved a rag into his mouth. As it was, she was a little upset with him. If he spoke of her in such ways when messed up, what did he think of her when healthy? Soon, though, the healer broke the fever, and Callum was resting. Emmalia was also offered a bed, but she didn't need to sleep; she just wasn't tire . SHe would simply wait for Callum to wake up. Then maybe taunt him for what he had said.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum had slept for until midday, when he finally woke up slowly with a groan. The first thing he seemed to do was look around the room for Emmalia. "What happened?" He asked as he rubbed his head. "Did we kill them all" He looked down at his arm and frowned, examining the wound before looking back up st the dark huntress. "Are you alright?"

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia looked up from a book she had carried around in her pack and had begun reading while waiting for him. She closed it and set to putting it back in her bag. To keep the conversation short, she said, "Yes, they are all dead, you got bit, I saved your ass, you kept complimenting me as you hallucinated, and I am fine, thank you for asking." The healer walked into the room, but seeing that they were talking, she smiled, then walked out again.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum watched as the healer entered and exited, scratching his head slowly. "There is no way I would ever compliment you unironically." He said, looking her up and down just to make sure she was fine. "I'm sure I was simply making up jokes as we went on. Yes, that's it. They were jokes." He was afraid of what he might have said to Emmalia, knowing all too well that he could've given away something that was true. If so, he was screwed.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia rolled her eyes, but she was turned away from him when she did. "You know, when you're hallucinating, comedy is rarely there. It would be highly abnormal. Now, do you feel well enough to get moving again? Or no?" She didn't think it was a very big deal that he had complimented her. It was very possible to think someone was pretty and also not be romantically interested in them. Besides, in just a few days they would separate and never see each other again. So what if he complimented her? It was of no consequence.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum took a few moments to try and remember as much as he could from last night, which was beneficial. He remembered being bitten, collapsing into the tall grass, and the agonizingly slow walk back to town, where he no doubt spewed a bunch of random comments and profanities along the way. "I think I can make the walk now." He said before throwing his legs over the side of the bed and standing up, not as tall as he had been before. He was slouching slightly, still feeling worse than the trip that got them there, but he felt he could make it back to Lord Balder's castle in no time, no matter how much he probably didn't want to see Callum again.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia nodded. "The healer said you could travel." She wasn't willing to disclose how much she had spent for his healing. It didn't hurt her budget, but it had definitely been pricey. All done out of some stupid sense of responsibility. Perhaps it was morals. Yes, it was more than likely that. Yeah, Callum was an idiot. But he was still a person, and one who evidently was still learning quite a bit about life.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Eventually the two of them, after spending some more time to ensure Callum would be alright, made their way back to Lord Balder's castle. The journey took longer than it had been to get there, since Callum needed to stop and rest every now and then. When they finally made it back though, many of the other guards and nobles around were surprised to see him come back alive. This gave Callum a feeling of worthlessness, especially since he wasn't a terrible fighter. Had they simply thought Emmalia would kill him for being too brash? Maybe left him to die with the ghouls. Callum frowned as the doors to Balder's throne room opened.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia kept her head up and her shoulders back. Again, as with last time, she said, "Good day, M'Lord." The presence of other guards didn't bother her, but Lord Balder still said, "Follow me, please," and brought them back to the strategy room from before. He sat down at the head chair and gave them no indication that they ought to sit as well.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum remained quiet, not giving Balder any form of acknowledgment. He wasn't sure what to say, since he wasn't the kind of person to apologize for any mistakes or wrongdoings he's done in the past. He didn't often feel he was wrong at all, but now, he couldn't quite put a name to it. He was unsure what was going on with him, there was no way someone he had meet a week ago was going to be a catalyst for how he felt towards others. She was just some girl. Emmalia, was just some girl.

"Welcome back, both of you." Lord Balder said with a rather light tone. A servant had come up and handed Balder a glass of expensive red wine, which he sipped diligently. "I presume the ghouls are no more?" He asked simply, looking between the two. He saw the odd expression on Callum's face, which gave Balder a light smile. His plan had worked, and it seemed Emmalia was already transforming Callum into the knight he knew he could be.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia nodded. "Yes M'Lord. The ghouls are no more. As to payment, I will be keeping half of mine. The other half, you may given to a Madame Brins, a healer in the eastern village. I owe her a small debt." Twenty-five gold was no small debt at all. But if Callum didn't want to say that he'd gotten hurt, then he'd keep shut about the debt being for his medical expenses. "Once I have my Twenty-five gold I will depart, also, unless you have anything else you need from me."

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum thought about what Emmalia had said. After a moment of thinking, he suddenly blurted out, "No, dock my pay. Give her whatever's left over of mine." Then, in a much more quiet voice, he said, "She did most of the heavy lifting anyway." He wasn't sure why he wanted her to have his gold, even if she might not have needed it. Callum felt like the world was opened up to him for the first time. What could be causing this? He thought and thought and decided it must've been the ghouls bite. Yes, that had to be it.

"Well, then, Callum I need you to remain with me. Emmalia, I thank you for your services. The gold is in the chest over there." He pointed a slender finger in the direction of a small chest of a table. "Callum, I need to speak to you. Emmalia, you are free to leave."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia wouldn't argue with more pay. In fact, maybe his getting some of his pay docked would be beneficial for him. "Thank you, M'Lord," Em said, and gave a quick bow to Balder - he had earned her respect with choosing a knight that needed help. Hopefully it would pay off in the long run. To Callum, she said, "And thank you. The money will not be wasted."

Before walking off, Emmalia gave Callum a quick smile and a nod, then gathered up her gold and left.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum had remained in Lord Balder's service for the next year and a half. He had began to rise in physical and mental strength, thinking of all the comments and snarky remarks Emmalia had told him. During this time, he had done more acts of kindness, less acts of personal gain, and overall simply acted more professional. After his time in Balder's service was up, he had returned to his father's castle in order to further bring about his changing, his transformation into the knight he always imagined himself being, but couldn't quite attain. His father was impressed with his sudden change of character, and would often ask Callum, as well as many others who knew him, what had been his catalyst. And, many times over, never gave an explanation. How could he? Some woman he met for a week had changed his entire outlook on life? People would believe he had hit his head on the journey before they thought a girl changed him.

Although he loved being in his father's stately castle, and the wealth that came with it, he eventually left on his own mission of revelations. He hadn't let anyone know where he was, what he was doing or why he vanished. For all they know, he could've been dead. Callum had ditched his title during this time, replacing Callum, Knight of Knights, Son of the Warlord of VarkenFall, for a much more humble name, Callum Fall. During this time, he had traveled to many towns, villages and cities to help anyone he could to help achieve moral perfection - humbleness, selflessness, honor, and courage. Over the course of three years he had changed from the coward Callum who hid behind his father's name, and became the true knight Callum.

During his time in Lord Aman's service, however, he was called to perform a special task. Once more, just like the last four kingdoms he had visited, the Lord of this land was to give him a special task to complete. Lord Aman sat atop his stately throne, a man of much wealth, twirling a scepter in his hand. "Ah, Callum, welcome." He said in a stately voice.

"M'Lord." Callum said simply, his voice deep and gravelly after years of transforming from a boy to a man. Anyone who hadn't seen him before his drastic change might not even have recognized him. He was more broad shouldered, his arms were bigger, his muscles more defined. He stood humbly, but there was no doubting Callum was a true man at this point in his life.

"I believe you, as well as one other, have the skills to complete a rather dangerous mission. Many knights have died in this quest, which is why I'm asking a dark huntress to join your side in hopes I don't lose another soul." He spoke as though he truly didn't care who he killed in the process, but nevertheless continued. "She should be arriving soon." When Callum had heard of a dark huntress, he instantly began to reminisce about the same girl who had caused such astounding change in him. He prayed in his head that it would be her, but the chances were slim to none. She could have died during those years, left to another province, or gave up her career altogether.

 

[Dragongal]

Enmalia, over the course of three years, had done what she always had: traveled. She was as nomadic as all other dark hunters, and the lifestyle suited her it meant that she could never become attached to anyone, and nobody could become attached to her. There was no way she could begin to count how many creatures she had killed over those three years, nor how many humans. Overall, though, little about her seemed to have changed. In fact, besides a few scars, she looked like she hadn't aged a day since Callum last saw her.

The scars she had were on her left ear, on it, around it, and a small chuck was even missing. It was like someone had tried to cut it off. But as before, she wore her hair down typically, so it wasn't even possible to notice. Her armor rig hadn't changed either. It was almost like she was some kind of constant in the world.

When called before Lord Aman, Emmalia walked in after Callum, straight to the Lord, and stood there. It was rather common for her to be called to help Lords, and since working with Callum, there'd been a few instances where she had had to work with knights. Once or twice the knight had not survived. As before, she simply said, "Good day, M'Lord," and only looked at her companion out of the corner of her eye perhaps, she hoped, this one would be competent enough to survive.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum heard the doors open behind him and the footsteps following soon after. He closed his eyes tight and bowed his head, resting his forearms on the cross guards of his sword just as he always had. He wanted to believe it was Emmalia behind him, but knew it couldn't be. The world was a large place, with plenty of knights and dark hunters. The possibility of them ever meeting again was impossible at best. But still, Callum found himself looking over his shoulder at the girl who stepped to his side. His eyes widened, and simply stared at the girl before him - Emmalia. It had to be an illusion, maybe something his mind made up. Perhaps he had dreamed this whole thing, and was warm in his bed back in the barracks. It could not have been her.

But it was. No matter how many times he blinked or rubbed his eyes, it had been the girl that had caused so much change in him. She hadn't looked at all different. She had to have been made up, there was no way she could have gone this long without changing. But there she was, standing before him as though an angel coming to forgive his sins. Would she even recognize him? "As my knight here already knows, you will be taken to the town of Crossroads, just south of here. There will be a guard there who knows of the quest and will guide you to the right location. We believe the creature to be a Minotaur, but almost everyone who has seen it was killed. One eye witness at the town will help you locate the beast. Kill it without hesitation, and you each will get 75 gold in return for your services." To this, Callum looked back up at Lord Aman, and said, "I wish not to have any reward, M'Lord. Let the dark huntress keep it all."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia did not recognize Callum. Too much time had passed, and he neither looked nor sounded the same. But his offer to give up his reward made her paused and actually turn her head to look at him for a few seconds. He was just... giving up 75 gold? That was ridiculous. Besides Callum, only one or two other knights had offered any of their pay - one because she had had to pay for a healer to save his sorry life, the other because he'd offered to give her the pay if she would spend the night with him at a nearby inn. He had been thoroughly disappointed, and had almost lost his hand.

She looked back to Lord Aman. "Payment can be discussed between us on the road, at the moment, it is important that we leave. Minotaurs are dangerous beasts on the best of days."

 

[Solar Daddy]

Lord Aman nodded his head. "Go then. It should take a days walk to get there." He motioned for the door, which swung back open at his gesture by the two guards on either side. At this, Callum nodded his head at Lord Aman and began to walk out. His boots made a loud echo through the halls as they made their way into the next room, lit up by many candles and windows. Then, Callum stopped and turned to face Emmalia. Unsure what to say, he simply asked, "Are you set to leave now?" Sure, he could've told her it was him, since she didn't seem to recognize him. However, he wanted to see just how long it would take her. Callum was still in awe that he managed to find her again, and this time, wouldn't let her out of his sight even after this journey was at an end. He had spent too long looking for her, and now, it was time to show her what he had become.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia merely nodded. "Yes, I carry all of my equipment with me. Judging by your armor, pack, and blade, you're ready as well?" One of the prevalent problems that she'd found when working with others was her ability to go without sleep, food, or drink, meant that she often forgot about her companion's physical needs. Hopefully this one wouldn't end up dehydrated before she realized. She had found herself becoming increasingly forgetful over the years, but she attributed part of that to being because of her isolation - she wasn't used to considering that others had different requirements physically.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum nodded his head slowly, trying his best to hide his excitement of seeing her. He motioned forward and began to walk alongside her, carrying along all of the equipment he deemed necessary. Callum had left home with very little gold, and now he had near none in his pockets. He was trying his best to live without the solidarity of currency, instead using his own deeds to propel him along and get coin by working. Callum's expression remained as grim as it had been over the past few years, especially since his attack. Callum had practically been on the run from a family he no longer wanted to be apart of, his father Gallium trying to reclaim his lost heir to the throne before he expired. Sure, Callum wasn't his blood, but it was better to have someone he trusted rather than a total stranger take over. Plus, he was the closest thing Lord Gallium had to blood. Nevertheless, he was looking for Callum day and night, which often left Callum leaving places he intended to stay for a long time. He hoped it wouldn't happen with Lord Aman's castle. Only time would tell, and Callum kept his pacing.

 

[Dragongal]

Since her companion gave his assent, Emmalia started walking in the direction towards Crossroads. He hadn't given his name, and she hadn't given hers, but did it really matter? They were going to go kill something. That was all that was important. Who they were, in the end, wouldn't matter unless one of them died, and, gods preserve, they wouldn't. Not that Emmalia would have particularly minded death. She had no family, no loved ones, and really no reason to live besides helping other people... and getting revenge on a certain person. But those weren't too terribly important in the long run....

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum had been brooding the whole walk to Crossroads. He didn't know what to say since it was Emmalia, and wasn't sure if he should say anything at all. Was it really that hard to tell it was him? Callum had remembered every feature of her since the last day they saw one another. Did she not do the same? Did she truly hate him? It was this fact alone that he kept his identity secret among them, but eventually brought up conversation. "May I ask your name?" He said. He already knew it, but figured he might learn her surname in the process.