Fantasy Generic Fantasy RP (CLOSED)

[Solar Daddy]

The day had been spent doing various activities around the fair, some game-playing, shopping, eating (for Callum - Em wasn't allowed to hunt in such a populated area), and enjoying the peace. Once back at the inn, Callum had gotten off most of his armor and was in his normal attire. It had been an univentful day, but Callum didn't mind.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia had taken off her armor as well, and had just finished bathing. She sat on the edge of the bed brushing her hair. "So, did you like it, Cal?"

 

[Solar Daddy]

"The festival? I loved it. It was like the small fairs I went to as a child, but more grand... And a bit more pricey, too." Callum joked. He had enjoyed his time with Emmalia. It was nice to have a few quiet moments after the hell they had just been through.

 

[Dragongal]

"Yeah, but having so many merchants means they can't have too exorbitant prices. It's not that bad." She finished brushing her hair and braided it, then laid back on the bed. "Lots of performers. Hell, I could probably stand between some stalls and play violin and we'd make back what we spent, until someone figures out that I'm not a listed entertainer."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"So? Who cares?" Callum asked leaning back on the bed. "I'm sure you'll play so well, everyone else will have to admire it." Cal brought her in for a kiss on Emmalia's head, before closing his eyes.

 

[Dragongal]

"Nah. One more day of the fair, then we leave to adventure or whatever we want to do." She pressed her head on his chest and smiled, content to be with her fiance.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Cal let his hand go through her hand gently. "Whatever you want to do, I'm up for. Whether it's slaying monsters or sleeping all day, I'm prepared to spend every second with you."

 

[Dragongal]

"For tonight, sleep. Unless you don't want to sleep?" She opened her eyes and sat up a bit, cooking her head to the side almost innocently, though what she hinted at wasn't innocent at all.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum raised an eyebrow, looking down at her. "Well, I suppose I've been getting plenty of sleep, no need for more." Cal said and placed his hand on her lower back, kissing her gently.

 

[Dragongal]

Em smiled and returned the kiss, then said, "You need sleep to heal, but if you feel okay, then you don't have to sleep. But don't lie, your ribs need to heal."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"They do need to heal, but I'm sure I'll have a much better time staying awake." Cal smiled at her.

 

[Dragongal]

The fair weekend passed quickly passed and they were on the road again. Emmalia balanced out and her bloodlust receded. They were hunting for some rabbits in the forests outside a small little village. "I swear I smell them around here somewhere," Em said for the third time.

 

[Solar Daddy]

"You've been saying that for how long?" Callum asked with a smile. He had joined her on her hunting trip, and his chest was feeling much better by this time. "Are you always this bad at getting food?" He joked.

 

[Dragongal]

"When it's food for you too, yes I am." She chuckled and played along with his joke. Unwittingly, she stepped on something that didn't feel quite like the loam of the forest floor under her boot, and said, "Oh, I think I found a rabbit's nest. Might explain the smell." She leaned down and pushed aside some Moss and foliage, discovering a heavy iron ring attached to a solid oak trap door. "Callum, check this out. This isn't a dark hunter hideout." Knowing that she wasn't on anyone's specific property, she opened the door and waited for Callum.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Cal looked back at Emmalia and frowned at what the had found. "Are you sure we should be checking this out? What if it's someone's cellar? A lot of people put things in the forests to hide them. It's private stuff."

 

[Dragongal]

"People put things in cellars on their property. Poor people without property don't put in proper trap doors. Anything hidden in a forest like this isn't good." She sniffed the air, then said, "Smells like old blood and chemicals."

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum waited for a moment, looking down into the darkness. "I suppose so. I'll go down forst, so I can get a swoon from you." Cal said with a smirk as he slowly descended into the cellar.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia rolled her eyes and smiled as she followed him. The further they descended, the more the smell became oddly familiar to her.

The stairs led to a hallway paved and walled with flagstone, and a room covered in flagstone as well. It was dim, lit by small glowing spheres that flared to life when they approached. In the center of the room lay a table with leather straps and black and red blood stains. Around the walls were tables with chemicals, vials, and alchemical regents, as well as some books. On one wall, varying torture devices hung, along with a number of chains.

If the smell wasn't enough to set her off, the sight was. The moment Emmalia entered the room, she froze, ice seeping into her very soul. She stared at the table and the blood on it, then quietly said, "This - this place...."

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum had been rather repulsed by the sight of the room, and he wasn't one to get grossed out about this sort of thing. Even at that, he was rather unphased about it. He knew his father tortured people, and snuck his way to the viewing rooms many times to watch. He probably could've cunducted his own interrogation at the age of 9 at the earliest - to say he was apathetic to the subject was a falsity, but it didn't make as much of an impact as it did with Emmalia. He turned and saw her expression, and realized it was worse than he thought. "What's wrong?" He asked.

 

[Dragongal]

Em slowly walked forward on shaking legs and touched her hand to the table, then drew her hand back like she'd been burned. "Th-that's my blood." She was staring at the dark stains on the leather restraints and floors. Her eyes moved up to some of the torture devices, and she realized some of her blood was on those, too."

She had always been pale, but now she truly seemed pale as death, and utterly terrified, yet severely dazed.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum moved forward and held her arm to keep her up. "It'll be okay, it's fine." He said, looking over at the table. He could only think of what happened. "Listen, we should get out of here. You shouldn't have to think of it."

 

[Dragongal]

Em just vaguely nodded, though she didn't really hear him. "I-I ran from here. I broke the strap on my wrist and used a knife to cut the others. This place... it's a bad place." She looked around in a daze, then focused on some leather bound journals. "He wrote in there. Every day. I don't know if it was about me or other stuff too."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"Let's just go." Callum said sternly and turned her around. "You're not looking at this any longer." Cal ushered her towards the exit, but grabbed the journals and stowed them in his pack. "Are you alright?"

 

[Dragongal]

Back in the tunnels, Em just walked automatically, in a complete daze. "Y-yeah, I'm good," she lied. What she had seen had brought her back to when she was a captive, tortured, beaten, raped, and experimented on. It was almost more than she could bear.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum walked with Emmalia to keep her steady and focused on walking forward. Once they were out, he made sure to close the hatch and cover it back up to ensure no one else came across it. "Come on, let's get back to the Inn and get a good night's sleep... Even if it's only dusk.." He said the last part quietly to himself.