Fantasy Generic Fantasy RP (CLOSED)

[Dragongal]

Emmalia shrugged. "Well, that's a good way to keep busy. What you could do is just be a trail knight - no sentences, just go in, do what's asked, get paid, and go wherever. Basically what I do." He was a good enough swordsman, he'd get hired. Some Lords didn't like hiring trail knights because of the costs, but skilled ones were worth it. Of course it was easier for Emmalia - she was a specialist.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum nodded his head. "I was thinking that, but I figured if I were to be a trail knight, it'd be best to have a companion with me. I guess I'll find that out sooner or later." Callum had done a bit of wandering in the past, so it wasn't foreign to him to go against sentences and simply travel from place to place to sell his sword.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia wasn't sure if he was trying to discreetly ask her to join him, but she wouldn't offer. As a rule, she didn't travel with people. That put them in danger and was just unpleasant for her.... "Well, time is on your side. You've got time to figure yourself out."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"I know, but I try not to be uncertain for too long. That's when errors are made. Mistakes happen most when people can't decide, even if it's as simple as being a free roam knight." Callum took one last swig of his drink before adding, "Think we should get some rest?"

 

[Dragongal]

"Mistakes can also happen if you make a plan and stick to it too closely," Emmalia advised. She knocked back the last of her wind and sat up. "It would be wise to rest, then we can leave tomorrow."

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum nodded as he rose from his chair and went to the small room the Inn had prepared for him. He laid down after taking off his heavy gear and stared up st the ceiling, hoping he'd be able to fall asleep that night. Of course, with his luck, he didn't. He stayed up the entire night, just thinking, like most.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia, having slept the night before, sat awake in her room. She worked idly in her sketchbook, and just waited for the rest of the night, thinking about whatever came to mind. In honesty she preferred whittling, but she didn't have the required materials. Finally she convinced herself to take a small, hour-long nap a short time before the sun rose.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum eventually found himself eating an early meal as the sun rose, not wanting to wake Emmalia just yet. He preferred to spend the time thinking up possible ideas. Should he actually attempt to get her to join his side? He wasn't one to think much before his actions, but this was a topic he couldn't keep out of his head. He patiently waited for Emmalia to wake while rested at the table for her.

 

[Dragongal]

Shortly after dawn, Emmalia woke. She took a moment to empty her coin purse and count her ten gold, and few bronze pieces. Once she was done, and had finger-combed her hair into order, she walked downstairs and joined Callum. "Well, how did you sleep?" Her plans for the day were simple: go, get paid, and leave. Same as always....

 

[Solar Daddy]

"I slept well." He said sternly and looked over at her, a smile plastering his face. He had gotten on the rest of his armor and properly adjusted it all in the time it took her to wake. He was prepared to fight anything now, especially with Emmalia with him. Callum kept his hand on his hilt as he began to walk out of the Inn, looking off at the sun rising over the trees beyond the village.

 

[Dragongal]

"Good," Emmalia said simply. When they were on their way out shortly after, a young girl stopped them on the path, frantically saying, "Please help! There's a beast and I don't know what but it got my brother and it's huge! Please help us!" Emmalia glanced back at Callum, then at the girl. "Lead on, miss."

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum's expression hardened as he drew his sword, but kept it by his side as they followed the child. This was bad news, especially after the problem with the beast tamer. Could he actually have gotten more than just a minotaur? Callum was praying it wasn't something too bad, or else Emmalia and him might not be able to fight it without taking casualties. Either way, the village was in trouble, and he was more than eager to put himself between them.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia and Callum followed the girl for a short time. The village was too distant to see, and the girl seemed fine with leading them off of the path. Emmalia found this slightly suspicious, that the girl was so willing, but she said nothing. The girl led them into a small clearing. The moment Callum and Emmalia stepped into the clearing, all visible ways out were blocked as armed men moved in from where they had been hiding. The girl walked out of the clearing like nothing happened, leaving Emmalia and Callum effectively trapped. Slowly, Emmalia drew her shortsword; her gauntlet was already on her other hand.

"I can guess what this is all about. The pendant?" One of the men smirked and stepped forward as he spun his sword idly in his hand. "One dark hunter pendant is worth hundreds of gold. Then the other one, his armor's worth good money. Nothing personal."

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum drew his claymore the second he spotted the armed men, holding it close to him as he glanced around to see how many of them there were. He grimaced as he heard them talk about gold. A few years ago, Callum might have done the same thing, try and steal a dark huntress pendant for gold. It didn't matter how much he already had, he always wanted more. Now though, Callum could barely think about committing such an act. "How many can you take down?" Callum whispered without taking his eyes off of the guards, and pressed his back against hers.

 

[Dragongal]

"As many as I can get close to," Emmalia whispered back. The first, a swordsman, took a few steps forward. He got no further, as Emmalia lunged in, grabbed his sword arm with her gauntleted hand, and beheaded him with her shortsword. Then all hell broke loose.

One man, wielding a sword, quickly moved in to directly attack Callum, while another, wielding an axe, the classic armor-render, attacked from the side. A man with a club went for Emmalia, but she was too quick for him; she side-stepped his swing, then put her sword through his back from behind.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum seemed to be defensive for the moment as the two men charged at him. He analyzed the situation for a moment, and when they got close enough, brought his sword around to catch the man's axe. From there, he twisted around and bashed his shoulder into him, sending the man into the sword wielder. The axe man fell into his sword, and as the sword wielder pulled him off, Callum had turned his sword around in his hands. He held the sword by the blade, brought it up high, and then brought it down fast and hard, the cross guard slamming through his shoulder and neck like a pickaxe. He withdrew his sword as the man collapsed, and Callum engaged the next targets.

 

[Dragongal]

The next to attack Callum was another swordsman, though this one had some skill and was actually able to block, parry, and attack fairly well. On Emmalia's side, she had taken out the next attacker, a mace wielder. As she fought another swordsman, though, an archer was finally able to get a steady shot.

There was a loud thunk as the arrow went into her back, between her left shoulder blade and her spine. She grunted as the arrowhead went into her back, between her ribs, and the force made her stumble forward. Time slowed for her, but she knew that if she didn't kill the swordsman, she would certainly die. In a quick motion, she lunged forward and ripped out his throat, then turned, took out her crossbow, and shot the archer in the head. All was one smooth blur to the eye. However, she knew that now that she was wounded, she couldn't stay there, with Callum. If she did, she would certainly die - Callum would kill her, like any sensible person would. So, while he was occupied with the swordsman and the mace-wielder that attacked him next, she took off and ran into the woods, away from him. However, she was going rather slowly. The arrowhead had been poisoned. But the clearest thought in her head was to run to where Callum couldn't find her. For, black blood ran out of the wound in her back.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum had been battling the sword wielder for some time now, as he wasn't used to facing a thug with such skill. He wasn't as easy to kill as the others. However, when Callum blocked one of his attacks, he twisted around and hit him in the face with the end of his sword. The man stumbled back, but managed to bring his sword down onto callum's shoulder. He held the wound for a moment before reaching out with his sword and stabbing the man in the gut. He withdrew his blade, knowing that his enemy would die slowly from his stomach acid. When the dust had settled, he looked around for Emmalia, who seemed to have vanished. However, Callum saw the trail of dark blood on the ground leading out of the clearing, and exiled it must've been Emmalia. He quickly sheathed his weapon and ran after her.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia had the distinct advantage of being much faster than Callum. She ran, but progressively slowed, until she fell to her knees and started coughing up black blood. Despite the pain, she did her best to reach back and take out the arrow from her back. The shaft snapped, leaving half of it embedded in her flesh. There was no more she could do. She began coughing more blood as her lung began to fill with the dark liquid, and she could feel the weakness of a sudden, harsh fever from the poison. So this was how she was to die.....

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum eventually found his way to her, after coming more and more rushed. The blood trail he followed went from a few drops every could of feet to a steady path. When he say her, he instantly began to examine Emmalia's wound. "You're not dying on me today." Callum said. "Whatever you are, you're not dead." He suddenly pulled the arrow from her back without giving a warning, and tossed the arrowhead aside. "I need you to keep your eyes open and talk to me."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia gasped as the arrowhead was torn out of her back. Normally to remove an impaled object would kill the person. But for Emmalia, it gave her a chance to heal. She coughed up more blood, then laughed darkly, "Don't worry. I wish this could kill me. J-just... leave me be." She started shivering from the fever and shifted, laying down on her side, curling up in the fetal position and closing her eyes. She didn't care if she died.

 

[Solar Daddy]

"No can do." He said simply. Callum thought for a moment before tearing off a piece of his robes, using it to cover the wound. As he did this, he slowly turned Emmalia Over and lifted her up, carrying her in his arms. He began to go back in the direction they came from without a second thought. He couldn't let anyone see her blood, though. He had a plan, and hoped it could work. If not, he'd have to resort to drastic measures, something Callum solumnly did. As he walked through the forest, he began to talk to her, just to make sure she wouldn't close her eyes on him. "On a scale from one to ten, how bad does it hurt?"

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia had her eyes closed, but she hadn't lost consciousness. She was too weak to stop him from carrying her, so she relented to his help. There wasn't a number scale that inckuded, "by all rights I should be dead," So Emmalia said, "F-felt w-w-worse.... W-Why are y-you helping me...?" The fact that he hadn't killed her himself was incredible. Sure, he knew that she fought monsters, but that didn't make her any less of one by most standards.

 

[Solar Daddy]

"Because I know you're good intentions." He said simply. "Plus, the mutiny didn't happen until after Leo trusted his partner." He smiled slyly, not taking his eyes off of the horizon. It had almost become an inside joke, that play. He couldn't think about the scene without Emmalia joining his thoughts. Maybe that was why he was so fond of her, they had a kind of connection. Either way, Callum focused on the task at hand and kept moving.

 

[Dragongal]

Em stopped responding. It simply took too much energy to talk. If she could have slept, she would have, but that didn't seem to be possible. So she simply dozed while Callum carried her wherever he was headed.