Fantasy Generic Fantasy RP (CLOSED)

[Solar Daddy]

"Emmalia." Callum said sternly, looking around. "We're in a town. People are watching." He warned, stepping up cost to them to try and cover what was going on from the massing crowd. Gregor, frightened, replied, "I ain't got no more of em! I-I just wanted a pet is all!"

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia looked back over her shoulder at Callum. He had a point. But did it matter? Then again, when had she become so... vicious? Definitely not until recently. She had to give him props for being willing to stop her. But Callum didn't seem to know that to show anything but complete agreement with a partner could ruin face - unless Em played it to her advantage. To Gregor, she said, "A... pet? No, a pet is a rat or a hound or a cat, not a man-eating minotaur! You were going to toss those kids to it, too! KIDS!" Em shoved him roughly against the tree, then looked to Callum. "Think he's telling the truth?" Hopefully he could catch what she was hoping for

 

[Solar Daddy]

"Of course he's telling the truth." Callum said, picking up on her act. It wasn't his preferred style of interrogation, but it was well enough to work in the situation they were in. Callum leaned in slightly, staring the man down as he flipped a coin in the air. "He wouldn't lie to us, especially since I'm sure he knows what we do to liars. But he isn't one for sure, is he?" He stared Gregor down even closer. He could see Gregor's expression grow dim as he contemplated fabricating another story to get out of the situation.

 

[Dragongal]

"Mm, but he could be. How about we compromise?" Emmalia looked at Gregor as she spoke to Callum. "If we find out, in any way, that he's lying.... I get to have at him. Any last truths he can tell now and I won't gut him." Her claws slowly slid against each other, and then she suddenly said toward the crowd, "Any mage's that know truth spells by chance?" A common spell for a moderately skilled mage.

 

[Solar Daddy]

A man slowly stepped forward from the crowd and raised his hand slightly. But, before he could say anything, Gregor broke. "Okay, fine! Keep your defiling magic away from me! I needed something to cause a distraction while I was going to... uh, borrow the merchants gems. But only borrow! That's all! I ain't gonna do nothin with them!" He spoke frantically, waving his hands in the air. "The minotaur was just a diversion, not meant to hurt anyone!" Callum, grimacing slightly, put a hand on his hilt, preparing to stab and slice the wretched man in case he tried to run. "That's despicable." He said simply. "A real man earns his money." After this, Callum looked at the ground, almost ashamed in himself, before regaining his usual, abrasive posture.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia had caught the expression on Callum's face that had been there for a moment, before she returned her attention to Gregor. "You wasted lives for your own greed. But you told the truth: therefore, I will not kill you, as I promised." She grabbed him by his collar and threw him onto the ground in front of the crowd. "You deserve immediate death, but I don't think the execution right belongs to me. You'll reap what you've sewn." To the crowd, she said, "Have at him."

She walked up to Callum and said more quietly, "Thanks for that. Stopping me, first off, and running with the interrogation. You all good?"

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum looked over at her, taking his hand off his hilt. He listened in as the crowds tension grew higher, and Gregor's begging got more frantic. "I'm fine. Come on, let's get going." He motioned in the direction they came from. "Unless you need some sleep." He smiled softly, knowing she didn't. He had wondered if she had any clue who he was, let alone the things he had gone through in the past years in trying to make himself a greater knight. Had he really changed that much? Sure, they only spent a week together, but he felt it was rather memorable. It seemed that she didn't. Callum wasn't sure how he felt about the situation he was in, but decided to ask, "Actually, would you like to stay the night at the Inn?"

 

[Dragongal]

Stay at an inn? Maybe it would be nice to do so; she'd have to sleep soon anyway. But no, it would be best to get back to Lord Aman as soon as possible. Then again, perhaps sleeping in an actual human bed would change her disposition more away from... beastial. Her viciousness earlier had shown it, after all. "I don't think that's a bad idea. We'd probably be able to stay for free if we stay here. They must love us."

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum nodded his head. "Shall we?" He motioned towards the Inn at the center of town, eager to get food and drink. The last thing he had consumed was a ration half a day ago, and he was ready to gorge on a hot meal and sleep in a warm bed. Sure, the beds back at Aman's castle were cozy, but nothing seemed to match the comfort of an Inn after a journey, even if it had only been a day. He was glad to see she wanted to stay at the Inn even more though, since the past few months he hadn't slept well at all. He was hoping tonight would be different, and the odds of a good night's rest went up drastically in an actual bed, and not a cot in the forest.

 

[Dragongal]

The inn was easy enough to find, and they sat at a table, like three years ago, she drank from a goblet of wine, and Callum ordered whatever he wanted. A small band played in a corner, similar to before, and there was a slightly tense air among the staff and other constituents; they were avoiding the brutal execution outside.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum looked around with a smile, having a sense of remembrance. Even the band was playing a similar tune to the one from all that time ago. He had ordered a large meal with a tall pint to go with it, but before he touched his food, asked, "Would you like some Emmalia?" He asked, nudging the plate in her direction. Sure, he was starving, but he wanted to make sure she was set first. Even if she had enough money to buy a small castle, he would still make sure others were well off first before himself.

 

[Dragongal]

Em looked down at the food and shook her head. "No, thank you. I'm good." As before, she never ate much, and she only ate rarely. Any more would make her ill. She watched the band and tried not to feel too nostalgic for something she'd had some five-or-six odd years ago. The life on the trails, hunting horrendous monsters, it tended to take away from some of the better moments in life.

 

[Solar Daddy]

"You don't want any?" He asked with a chuckle. "Just like last time." He said a bit quieter before beginning to eat. He wondered if she'd catch what he said. Even if she couldn't recognize him, he was sure the aura around them would have to spark something familiar. Then, after a moment, he added in, "The only thing missing from this is Leo and his crew to mutiny him."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia looked at Callum for a few seconds, then slowly smiled. "Mullac. Callum reversed. I should have figured that out before. I thought you seemed rather familiar." She chuckled quietly. "I'll admit I didn't recognize you until now, you caught me. You're just very... different. More mature. Physically and mentally." While she felt like a bit of a fool, she played cool and didn't get flustered.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum chuckled softly at her expression. He was surprised she even remembered their conversation. Perhaps she had remembered it just as well as he had. "It's been a while." He said simply and took a swig from his drink. "People change I suppose. I just happened to be rather drastic. You, however, seem like you haven't aged a day since the last time we departed." He still felt awe from the fact that they had been assigned onto a mission once more, wondering if she ever experienced this often. Callum knew anyone he traveled with eventually wound up dead one way or another.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia didn't say anything as to the comment about her not seeming to have aged. She changed the topic masterfully and took a big swig of wine. "What as it been? Three years? How has life been serving you?"

 

[Solar Daddy]

"Life has been kind." He said with a chuckle. "After Balder I started taking up smaller missions. Get cats down from trees." He joked as he drank more of his beer. "I spent some time in my father's kingdom before finding my way to Lord Aman. But enough about me, how have you been all this time?"

 

[Dragongal]

The fact that he joked about saving a cat made it clear how smaller missions for them weren't that easy. What had he really been doing? Life was never kind to their adventuring kind. But he wanted a subject change, so she said, "Same as ever - find a lead, kill something, get gold, move on, basically." She was lying, but she figure he was lying too so who cared?

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum nodded his head slowly. "Do you ever return anywhere? You must have a family home you often go back to." He knew not everyone was the child of a warlord and didn't have their own palace, but he always believed every had a home - whether it be literal or metaphorical. He was curious about how she'd reply, and turned to face her entirely, looking into her eyes with a charismatic smile.

 

[Dragongal]

For once, Emmalia actually met Callum's eyes as she spoke. "Nope. I have nowhere. I have no ties. No family and no home." She leaned back in her chair and took a drink of her wine. "Though there's this inn in the Northwest that I like to stay at. I get there about once or twice a year." In her mind, what she said was true. Technically, she had family. But not in her eyes.

 

[Solar Daddy]

"Oh? Is there something special about that place? Does a close friend run it, or?" He didn't want to seem like he was prying in her personal life, but he was genuinely curious. Everyone knew of his bloodline, but he knew next to nothing about hers. Not to mention, if he found a way to get her to open up to him, Callum might find out more about the mysterious dark huntress. It intrigued him, a girl from an almost secret society. Perhaps she could even train him if he persuaded her?

 

[Dragongal]

"Hm?" Emmalia looked at him in surprise: this was the first who assumed she had friends, really, or even family for that matter. "No, no, I like the view and the markets are nice. The cultures from the North and the West mingle there with the dwarves culture and it is very nice. Even a few elves. But I avoid cities, ad a general rule." Why was he so curious anyway?

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum nodded his head slowly. "Seems nice. I'd like to visit one day, if it's as grand as you say." Callum wasn't sure why he was talking so much. He had spoken more to Emmalia in the past day than he had to any other person for months at a time. Her mysterious nature seemed to compel him to figure out what - besides being a dark huntress - could have made her so distant. He had never met someone so exiled from normal life, whether that be royal or common.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia shrugged. "The passes are sometimes snowed-in during winter, though the merchant routes are magicked to melt the snow enough for carts to pass - but finding them is a bitch. Nice place, though." She smiled slightly and finished all of her wine as a maid passed. Emmalia held up her goblet and the maid refilled it. "So, Callum, where are you headed after this?"

 

[Solar Daddy]

"Normally I serve a sentence for a Lord, do whatever he needs to be done, and then when the time is up, move on to the next castle. Although, that's been getting quite old recently. I've been looking to change things up soon, when my service to Lord Aman is over with, which should be soon." He took a swig of his mug and set it down, wondering if Aman would allow him to end his sentence prematurely.