Take Back the Crown
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OlKaJa77
Valar Morghulis
The elf sipped gently, the water reviving her parched tongue.
She looked up at the other woman as she drank.
I never thought I'd need a human to water me like some garden herb. This journey is already full of surprises.
Draining the entire flask, Oceana watched as Valeiah pulled back, curiously amused.
"Thank you, Miss Valeiah." She whispered, smiling warmly at a human for the first time in what felt like ages.
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She looked up at the other woman as she drank.
I never thought I'd need a human to water me like some garden herb. This journey is already full of surprises.
Draining the entire flask, Oceana watched as Valeiah pulled back, curiously amused.
"Thank you, Miss Valeiah." She whispered, smiling warmly at a human for the first time in what felt like ages.
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L1d1ja
I tried. Definitely. Probably. Not.
Dorian looked over the group from where he sat perched on the edge of wagon. Sure, the demon lord's voice had been a shocking surprise that frightened him quite a bit, but unlike the others, he did not seem to have taken any ill effect from the aura of the place. He waited for Garrett to finally stop running around to check on others and, the second he made it into the saddle of his horse, the familiar flew off to perch on his shoulder, pressing himself to the side of Garrett's head.
'Have I mentioned just how much I hate demons?' Dorian grumbled. 'If everyone keeps reacting to them as they did now, we are so dead. Even the nymph ran off. Shouldn't we go try and catch up?'
'Have I mentioned just how much I hate demons?' Dorian grumbled. 'If everyone keeps reacting to them as they did now, we are so dead. Even the nymph ran off. Shouldn't we go try and catch up?'
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Foxrun shrugged at her mention of healing, that was a field he had no business in. He could do only the common knowledge of things, just as the girl had done for herself. No magic involved. And then there was Oceana. Surprisingly the two seemed to easily communicate what needed to be done even though only one spoke. He then turned his attention away from them, he could do nothing to help this particular situation, so instead he closed his eyes and focused. Drowned out the ones around him to see of he could catch any sudden spark in energies that had not been there previous to the thunderous voice. Knowing the feel of the land just might come in handy. He thought, as the wagon continued to out distance between themselves and the old castle.
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QueenSaiko
TOKYO GHOUL (RE) JESUS
Ayda was one of the last to get into the wagons, since the overwhelming presence hit her the hardest since she had very little resistance to it. One of her siblings dabbled a little in magic, but Ayda always made sure to stay clear from them when they practiced.
"That... We should hurry, yes." Ayda mumbled to herself, taking a deep breath and sighing.
"Kvacht... No wonder my family is scared of him... Princess, you must become the Queen of this land... That... That demon, must no longer rule this land..."
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"That... We should hurry, yes." Ayda mumbled to herself, taking a deep breath and sighing.
"Kvacht... No wonder my family is scared of him... Princess, you must become the Queen of this land... That... That demon, must no longer rule this land..."
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Vampiricdoll
Six Thousand Club
Lucasta looked at Ayda and sighed. "I will try..." She mumbled. She didn't know what to do. She felt weak, and hopeless. She didn't believe she could stop Kvacht. How could she? He was right. She was just a human girl, with no special abilities.
Lo Alyssa
Close you eyes, and open your mind
Svetlana had hopped onto the front of the wagon, planting the princess right next to her. Although she wanted to get out of there, she knew that some were struggling to hurry. The people who had no mounts to ride, were thrown into the wagons. Svetlana imagined that Kvacht was most likely laughing hysterically to himself if he could see them scrambling away and fainting at his presence.
Yaroslav hopped onto his Clydesdale, ready for action if the daemon decided to send some ugly surprise their way, Hjalmar was close behind. As soon as Ayda climbed into the wagon, Svetlana spared no time speeding out of there. She probably rode harder and faster than her wagons could handle, but they managed to hold together.
She led the group out of the city, relief washing over them the farther away they got. Svetlana slowed down, but didn't intend on stopping until the city was out of her sight. She glanced over at Lucasta, who was still clutching the satchel with the the crown inside. Yaroslav stayed near the rear of the group, making sure no one got left behind. Thora seemed to be having a hard time keeping up, she looked very ill. He snatched the reigns of her horse, making sure it didn't slow down.
After traveling for a couple hours, Svetlana halted the wagons. The castle was out of sight, the air was clearer, and she was sure everyone needed a break. "Alright." Svetlana said, hopping out of her wagon and approaching the downtrodden, heavy breathing group, "As soon as you are all ready, I will tell you what we are going to do." She grabbed a rolled up map from the back of one of the wagons, and spread it out on the dirt floor for all to see. Though she planned on waiting until everyone gathered around her to share her plans (she made sure to position herself near the wagons, so some of the injured inside could hear but not need to move).
Rydellius
I am not from this world
Kvacht. The demon lord....
Every other time that they had traveled, Nameen had tread silently beside the wagons on foot. Now, as the band retreated from the ruined kingdom, she huddled inside one of them, sandwiched between supplies and her disoriented companions. It was quite uncomfortable, but Nameen was not in the state of mind to give it any care. Her knees were pulled up tightly against her chest, her arms hugging her knees while she clutched her sheathed blade in front of her like a lifeline. Her eye was locked onto seemingly nothing, and she breathed silently while her thoughts clawed at the walls of her mind.
That voice. Kvacht's tone had torn through her head, letting loose gates that she'd thought she had locked closed and, allowing so many experiences that she'd worked so hard to forget out. She had experienced it over and over again, while some sadistic force took amusement out of her suffering. The day she'd been scarred, both physically and mentally. The day her left side had become blind, in more ways than one.
The day she had lost the Eye.
The Eye. Nameen let in a deep breath, and exhaled slowly. It was what she desperately wanted to find, no, reawaken. It was not lost, there was no grueling journey she had to take part in to find it. The Eye was dead. Dead inside of her. Nameen peered around at the recuperating group. She'd been pushed to come because of the many magic users gathered with the group, wondering if they or the journey would offer a way to heal the Eye. Now she couldn't help but think, would the Eye help the group? Or would it be a curse, something to be feared?
Nameen was afraid. Every time she wanted to ask for help about the Eye, flashbacks hounded her. Would these people have the same reaction as those in her village? She would rather die than go through that experience again....
She sighed, turning her head to look back at the road behind them. Were these people different? She was not sure she wanted to find out. Shaking her head as if to shoo the thoughts away, Nameen attempted to bring herself back down to earth. There were other things that required her focus right now.
Every other time that they had traveled, Nameen had tread silently beside the wagons on foot. Now, as the band retreated from the ruined kingdom, she huddled inside one of them, sandwiched between supplies and her disoriented companions. It was quite uncomfortable, but Nameen was not in the state of mind to give it any care. Her knees were pulled up tightly against her chest, her arms hugging her knees while she clutched her sheathed blade in front of her like a lifeline. Her eye was locked onto seemingly nothing, and she breathed silently while her thoughts clawed at the walls of her mind.
That voice. Kvacht's tone had torn through her head, letting loose gates that she'd thought she had locked closed and, allowing so many experiences that she'd worked so hard to forget out. She had experienced it over and over again, while some sadistic force took amusement out of her suffering. The day she'd been scarred, both physically and mentally. The day her left side had become blind, in more ways than one.
The day she had lost the Eye.
The Eye. Nameen let in a deep breath, and exhaled slowly. It was what she desperately wanted to find, no, reawaken. It was not lost, there was no grueling journey she had to take part in to find it. The Eye was dead. Dead inside of her. Nameen peered around at the recuperating group. She'd been pushed to come because of the many magic users gathered with the group, wondering if they or the journey would offer a way to heal the Eye. Now she couldn't help but think, would the Eye help the group? Or would it be a curse, something to be feared?
Nameen was afraid. Every time she wanted to ask for help about the Eye, flashbacks hounded her. Would these people have the same reaction as those in her village? She would rather die than go through that experience again....
She sighed, turning her head to look back at the road behind them. Were these people different? She was not sure she wanted to find out. Shaking her head as if to shoo the thoughts away, Nameen attempted to bring herself back down to earth. There were other things that required her focus right now.
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A Tale of Woe
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Rydellius
I am not from this world
The cloth sack at the base of Nameen's feet shifted, seemingly without reason. She frowned, tilting her head.
How unusual...
She shrugged, figuring that her mind was still playing minor tricks on her. Still, she kept her sight locked on the sack.
Her head shot up when she saw it move again. The bag almost appeared to be... wriggling? She glanced warily sideways at the rest of the group. Did any of them have any pets that she did not know of? Magical items?
Narrowing her eye, Nameen leaned forward, reaching for the sack.
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How unusual...
She shrugged, figuring that her mind was still playing minor tricks on her. Still, she kept her sight locked on the sack.
Her head shot up when she saw it move again. The bag almost appeared to be... wriggling? She glanced warily sideways at the rest of the group. Did any of them have any pets that she did not know of? Magical items?
Narrowing her eye, Nameen leaned forward, reaching for the sack.
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TeeKay
Prismatic Monkey
It wasn't until a couple hours had passed before Phaedra's eyes fluttered back open. There was a terrible ache behind her eyes and pounding at her temples. She slowly sat herself up, gently holding her head in her hands. It certainly did not help that it was a rough and bumpy ride out of the fallen kingdom, which really only made her head throb in pain to each bump in the road. Still, Phaedra didn't wish to burden anyone else anymore than she already had and quickly withdrew her hands from her head as soon as she could get her eyes to focus.
Last she remembered, she had just made it to the top of the stairwell from underground the castle, so it was a bit of a shock to see that she was now riding in one of the wagons. Nothing was familiar, save for the faces that joined her in the back. It seemed that Oceana, Foxrun, Nameen, and Valeiah were all there with her. She frowned at the injury that Valeiah had sustained. Why hadn't she healed it yet?
Her curiosity tickled at her as she noticed Nameen reach for one of the sacks beneath her and she scooted herself closer to examine what she was looking for.
"You look puzzled." Phaedra began. Her voice cracked a bit, a touch raspy, and she just noticed her throat was dry. "Did you lose something?"
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OlKaJa77
Valar Morghulis
Oceana had simply laid along the floor of the packed wagon, somewhat feeling guilty for taking up so much space.
They had finally stopped.
Unwilling to bother Foxrun again she turned to Valeiah once more...
Then suddenly her eyes widened in realization and she almost laughed.
Almost.
It still hurt.
"My name is Oceana, by the way."
She finally mustered the energy to sit up, shaking slightly, but she could move.
Gingerly the elf raised a hand to play with her earlobe in embarrassment.
"Sorry for the trouble" she said mostly to the rest of their wagon.
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They had finally stopped.
Unwilling to bother Foxrun again she turned to Valeiah once more...
Then suddenly her eyes widened in realization and she almost laughed.
Almost.
It still hurt.
"My name is Oceana, by the way."
She finally mustered the energy to sit up, shaking slightly, but she could move.
Gingerly the elf raised a hand to play with her earlobe in embarrassment.
"Sorry for the trouble" she said mostly to the rest of their wagon.
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RP Marshall
A Tale of Woe
As the one eyed woman reached for the sack Gore had been hiding in, she called out to Pip, Um... I think we're in trouble...Rydellius said:
Will you please keep-, Pip paused at the sight of the Gore about to be found out by the group. Oh NO!
I can jab her with my spear! Gore said with a gleeful tone.
NO! Please Gore! Do not resort to violence!
But I love violence! Gore said as she slowly unsheathed her spear.
Remember General Hish?! the stone imp blurted out in one last attempt to keep the imp captain from killing. Patience Gore! The perfect moment for your revenge has not yet come in to fruition! Wait!
Rrrrr! Gore moaned as she put away her weapon. If this doesn't work, I blame you!
Just follow my led! The stone imp said as his rock form disappeared; replaced by soft imp flesh.
"Greetings kind sirs and madams of various races!" Pip said with a nonchalant wave at the group, while sitting in the wagon seat.
In his head, he thought, We'll... We are going to die...
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Rydellius
I am not from this world
Nameen's hand paused halfway through the action of grabbing the sack, having heard Phaedra's question. It was the first time that her blue skinned companion had spoken to her.
"No," Nameen answered. I don't exactly have a lot to lose, she added in her head. Her eye was still glued to the sack as she spoke, watching it squirm repeatedly. She glanced quickly at Phaedra, and back to the sack again.
"There's something in there. Look." She made a head motion towards the rather suspicious supply bag.
But before either Nameen or Phaedra could do anything further, the small creature leaped out of the sack, making her jump out of surprise. She immediately seized her weapon, half pulling out her blade as a precaution. After the startling moment had passed however, Nameen tilted her head, studying the imp with one eyebrow raised.
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"No," Nameen answered. I don't exactly have a lot to lose, she added in her head. Her eye was still glued to the sack as she spoke, watching it squirm repeatedly. She glanced quickly at Phaedra, and back to the sack again.
"There's something in there. Look." She made a head motion towards the rather suspicious supply bag.
But before either Nameen or Phaedra could do anything further, the small creature leaped out of the sack, making her jump out of surprise. She immediately seized her weapon, half pulling out her blade as a precaution. After the startling moment had passed however, Nameen tilted her head, studying the imp with one eyebrow raised.
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OlKaJa77
Valar Morghulis
Another sudden, unfamiliar voice made Oceana flinch.
"Another one?!" She yelped, before she winced her hand flying to her abdomen in pain.
She swiveled around to look at the offending man, ready to shout him down.
But paused, looking at the tiny winged creature in immense shock.
And curiosity
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"Another one?!" She yelped, before she winced her hand flying to her abdomen in pain.
She swiveled around to look at the offending man, ready to shout him down.
But paused, looking at the tiny winged creature in immense shock.
And curiosity
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RP Marshall
A Tale of Woe
@TeeKay @OlKaJa77Rydellius said:
"Salutations madams..." Pip said to Nameen, Phaedra and Oceana, with a terrible looking grin. Using facial muscles that had previously never been used before, was a strain on his mouth.
"My Name is Pip the Stone Imp. I am an Observer of the lands of Algoran. I come not as an enemy but as an ally. I seek to put an end to Kvacht's reign of tyranny! I will serve the royal blood, Princess Lucasta @Queen of Fantasy , to the best of my abilities."
Form inside the discarded bag, Gore chuckled to herself, thinking Pip was still working for the Daemon Lord.
Great acting Pip!
TeeKay
Prismatic Monkey
Phaedra nearly leaped out of her skin, forgetting to even respond to Oceana or Nameen. Her immediate response was to seize the creatures - as the vortex did include the sack - in a small vortex of air. It was harmless, but it kept them from moving. It was all she had the strength to do anyway, so she really couldn't do anything malicious.
"An imp?" She hissed. "How do we know this is not a trick?"
Phaedra just could not get a break, could she?
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OlKaJa77
Valar Morghulis
"Oi" Oceana grunted lowly, "Isnae that an imp?" She was quite disgruntled about the sudden outburst. And the spying.
She was reaching for her knife when she got a better look at the small creature's eyes.
"What do you see Oceana?"
She heard her hunting master's voice echo, from some lesson long passed.
"Truth" she whispered under her breath.
Her hand relaxed.
She would hear the small imp out.
For now.
Then suddenly the imp and the sack were in the air.
"Phaedra wait!" The elf cried.
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She was reaching for her knife when she got a better look at the small creature's eyes.
"What do you see Oceana?"
She heard her hunting master's voice echo, from some lesson long passed.
"Truth" she whispered under her breath.
Her hand relaxed.
She would hear the small imp out.
For now.
Then suddenly the imp and the sack were in the air.
"Phaedra wait!" The elf cried.
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Rydellius
I am not from this world
Nameen very slowly slid her blade back into its sheath as everyone seemed to relax a little.
The imp did not appear to be an immediate threat, Nameen could tell. It would also be easily disposble if it did in fact turn out to be a trick. That was good enough for her.
She drummed her fingers expectantly on the hilt of her sword, waiting for the small creature's explanation.
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The imp did not appear to be an immediate threat, Nameen could tell. It would also be easily disposble if it did in fact turn out to be a trick. That was good enough for her.
She drummed her fingers expectantly on the hilt of her sword, waiting for the small creature's explanation.
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