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Post by FlamePetal on Apr 23, 2015 3:35:14 GMT
(Yeah that's fine with me)
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Post by They call me Coach on Apr 23, 2015 3:46:15 GMT
(Alright give me a moment has I type up some random starter paragraphs~)
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Post by FlamePetal on Apr 23, 2015 3:49:10 GMT
(Take your time!)
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Post by They call me Coach on Apr 23, 2015 4:13:45 GMT
The sun was hidden currently as the large wooden ship sailed the seas. Orophine had been right about the storm coming, and they were about to pay as Orophine stood staring at a large wave coming from the left. "Maybe we should have stayed on land for today." He commented watching the wave as it got closer. "Turn so the wave will hit the back end!" He commanded, and soon the boat was shifted slowly so the back was facing the wave. He was about to go check on the two guests when one of his crew yelled. "CAPTAIN ONCOMING SHIP!" Right as the voice sounded Orophine raised a eyebrow on why they would attack now, however luckily the cannons were in a good place. "SHOOT!" He commanded, and soon three cannons went flying landing in the middle of the enemy ship, but soon the balls came flying back up. "....Great a bloody mage." He sighed rubbing the back of his head. Running over to the side he looked out. "GET CLOSE! WE NEED TO MAKE THIS A SWORD FIGHT!" He command as he grabbed a cannon ball, and used some elvish magic which was a lot different than mage magic as it was only heal, and seal type of stuff. "This one should hit! Load it!" He commanded, and then ran down under deck, and went to Varaela's room as he had commanded them to stay down. "Varaela, would you please be willing to come help?" He asked now seeing they needed a mage it would take minutes upon minutes for him to seal enough cannon balls to sink the ship. "We need you to fend of some magic spells." He added, and started heading back up. "I'll reward you." He added as he walked up the deck, but stopped to see a sleeping Ayita. ".....Bloody wolfivans." He laughed before continuing his way up not waking her because for one Ayita was clearly not a fan of the sea, and two she wouldn't be much help.
Brion was standing outside of the castle staring at the town from atop a cliff. "I wonder if Ciri, and her daughter will approve of my marriage, if so we should prepare for a civil war." He sighed he was happy about the idea for one he would be known as the king who ended the racist, and the father of one of the first in a long time half elf, and half humans children. In fact not many were known to exist, and none that did were alive very long. "Zarayah do you think this is a good idea?" He asked having gotten used to his new advisor which was more helpful than Varaela. "I only offered it because the Reyica Celestra should be around my age." He commented he had to admit he had no clue, but rumors had it that she was at least close. Trade, and talk between Vulci/Hyde, and Valm were very shut case. The last time they had talked was Elosi, and the Wolfvians speaking with them since Elosi didn't tend to hate them to much, and wolfvians, and elfs got along all the time. "Maybe I should take a tr-" He started to say, but looked up as suddenly the dark sky that was there had began releasing rain, and his hair was already soaked. Sighing he headed back to the castle. "Anyways, maybe I should have offered it in person... Though the moment I set foot there they'd have me in a jail cell." He laughed.
Mia at the moment was in the throne room were Ace was bowing to Drezdon lifting up a blade. Alistair was gone at the moment on a trip to go see a pet gone astray, but Mia wasn't worried the rumor was the bitch made one of those monsters called Witchers, but Alistair had killed a few in his old age. Mia had done so herself, back when Alistair let her kill, and not pretend to be some pretty lady who loves the king. Upon sensing the blade the Ace man held up she looked at Drezdon. "Milord that is the legendary Internal Flame sword, only a mage who is strong enough to summon a god could make that.... I didn't know your freeloader peasant was that strong." She commented with legit surprise Alistair had attempted to do it, but the gods didn't take well to half demon humans.
Ace had to legit force himself from not glaring at the woman has she called him a freeloader peasant. Sure he was used to the hate, but he had decided to give his sword to the king in hopes of forming a friendship, since they never really had one as children. "Aye I did summon a god milord." He informed wondering why Mia seemed so surprised he could summon it, but then he smiled as he got the idea, him being able to do this met he was better than Alistair at least in some ways meaning if Drezdon got the idea they might switch places, at least that's what Mia, and Ace thought. "I was also wanting to offer you something milord. I don't why these two haven't offered for you yet, but as I'm a simple freeloader peasant I need to earn my keep. So I would like to offer you the chance to have a famous Witcher." He added standing up from his kneeling state as by now the king took the blade. "I can either make a soldier you like one, or if you really wanted milord, and could deal with the pain I could make you a witcher." He offered with a smile as Mia looked at Drezdon with pure fear she knew what Ace was doing, by making Drezdon a witcher he would want to slay mages. However before the female could speak Ace added. "This is the closest you'll get to your dream of using magic milord." He added slyly sure it was true, but it would cause intense pain for the king to do magic.
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Post by FlamePetal on Apr 23, 2015 5:12:36 GMT
Varaela was just getting up to go up onto the deck when she heard all the shouting, but before she opened the door, Orophine had come bursting into the room. She quickly agreed and followed him back up to the main deck. Quickly she analyzed the enemy ship, deciding which spells to use. First she tried simply to break through the shield that caused then cannon balls to bounce back, but that didn’t work nearly as well as she hoped. With a frown she picked up a cannon ball, used a spell to set it on fire and then launched it at the other ship using another spell to propel it. It hit the shield and slowed for a moment but because she was still forcing it with magic, it broke through and blew a hole in the ship. Like she’d hoped, fire had caught on the other ship and would soon begin to spread. “Here, this should help,” she said and ran around putting spells on the cannons that would set the cannon ball on fire as it left the nozzle. While they began firing, she began using spells to poke holes in the shield so some of the cannonballs would get through.
Zrayah stood in the rain for a moment and then followed Brion inside. He’d been quite depressed for a few days after Varaela and Ayita had left, but he was getting to be much more like his old self. Still not quite there, but close. “I think your offer was a good idea,” he told the king. It would hopefully help the elves and humans get along better, though it would still be a challenge since they lived on different continents. “I don’t know enough about the elves to know if they will agree to it or not, but I also don’t think it would have been good for you to go in person.” He was right, the elves would have almost certainly taken him into custody as soon as he arrived. “If they do accept, do you plan on bringing the Reyica to live here?” he asked. He really hoped Brion wasn’t going to try to make himself king of Valm, because he knew that would not go over well at all. Not only was he human, but he was also a male, and males weren’t allowed to rule in Valm.
Drezdon was silent for a moment as he considered Ace’s words. Yes, he had always liked the thought of being able to do magic, but he wasn’t sure he really liked the sound of being a witcher either. Before he could give an answer, Ariella, who was sitting off to the side, spoke.
“Ace, are you sure that’s a good idea?” she asked with a bit of a worried look. Witchers had a questionable reputation, and she wasn’t sure it would be good for the kingdom for Drezdon to become one. “I could understand making a willing soldier a witcher,” she added quickly. “Just not Drezdon.”
“Quiet, Ariella,” Drezdon snapped, shooting her a warning look. “And don’t call me that when I’m holding court,” he commanded and then turned his attention back to Ace. He hadn’t missed the look of fear on Mia’s face, and that concerned him even though he wasn’t certain of the reason for it. “You propose an intriguing idea, but I will have to speak with my advisor before I give you a decision,” he finally decided.
Ariella had begun sulking grumpily in her seat when Drezdon had snapped at her, but it made her feel a little better to know he wasn’t going to just go for it without thinking some more about it.
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Post by They call me Coach on Apr 23, 2015 5:43:06 GMT
While Varaela worked her magic Orophine worked his commanding as the cannons distracted the ship from noticing that there ship was getting closer it was to late as Orophine threw the first grapple, and soon the ships were mere inches away pirates fling onto the enemy ship. In mere seconds a ship war was now a sword war. Orophine was of course fighting the captain.
"You fucking elf, I kill you, and not only will I get a bunch of money, but I might get knighted!" The captain of the other ship spoke as Orophine stared him down. Suddenly the guy began running over to Orophine to tackle the smug look on the elf's face, but the green haired male quickly jumped up bring his knee into the other captain's chin, and then he quickly decapitated the enemy.
"Not all elves are peaceful, human." Orophine mentioned as he lifted the head high, to show the crew they won. Soon prisoners were tied up, and the crew of Orophine's ship was moving cold quickly before the fire made it impossible to do so. Standing back on his own ship Orophine looked at Varaela. "You'd make a good pirate." He informed with a friendly smile. "Thanks for the help." He added, and walked over to get the ship ready to move again as the storm was still raging on. "Now we just need to avoid drowning." He laughed showing the normal elven carefree personality.
"Aye, that's the plan." Brion nodded he rather not live in Valm anyways they were very religious people, and let's just say he wouldn't handle it. The highest rank he could get in Valm is a priest which was pretty much just as high as a Advisor, if not higher. "With the elf life span Reyles Ciri could have another daughter by the time she died to rule Valm." He added Elvens tended to last a lot with their healing spells. Reyles Ciri was said to look to be merely in her early thirties when she had been Queen for longer than Brion's grandfather. "First we need to wait for a response before we plan." He laughed he was trying to form this friendship as the peasants demanded the son of Conquer Yuza to continue with that, but go beyond what his father did. "The only problem is Reyles won't just agree, if she's willing to attempt it I'll have to woo her daugher." He laughed unlike the prince, and princess in Vulci/Hyde Valm didn't partake in unhappy marriages at least from what Brion heard.
Ace sighed as Ariella's voice sounded in opposition, he quite liked the idea of torturing the king, and getting rid of the two demons. "I will await your choice, just know I'm going on another adventure soon, milord." He bowed, and walked out of the throne room looking at Mia for a bit, but than remember Mia wasn't the advisor, neither was Alistair... Where was Mr. Damien is what popped into his head. Shutting the door he soon found the advisor exiting his room with two maidens who seemed to have had a good time. "... Damien...." He began speaking to the advisor using a spell so if anyone else heard it would sound like they were talking about the weather. Soon finishing he left to go find his room.
Mia watched the boy leave, and looked at Drezdon wondering if he was really debating this. "Sire, a Witcher has never been king... The peasants would not accept it." She mentioned though her word would really mean nothing since she had no big fancy title besides the King's admirer, or lover she didn't know were they stand there. "Alistair wouldn't approve you know how Witcher wish to kill mages, and mon-" She began, but was interrupted by the King's womanizer advisor.
Damien who was in the middle of buttoning his shirt raised a eyebrow, and watched as the boy he thought innocent turned out to be a key player in trying to control the king. Moving as he knew he was late, but recently the warrior advisor, had turned into a local womanizer has he had to find a new hobby since fighting would make him look bad. Opening the door he looked at the King, and bowed. "Sorry Milord, but the baker's daughter, and her sister needed my attention." He laughed with a sly grin as he walked to stand by the king.
(Alright Damien is changing a bit since we dropped the Ariella thing. I'm sure you can tell one of the biggest changes already xD)
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Post by FlamePetal on Apr 23, 2015 6:16:56 GMT
Varaela was a little disappointed she didn’t get to partake in much of the fight before it was over, but still, at least she felt like she had been useful. “I’ll take that as a compliment,” she replied with a smile. “Though I agree, drowning would not be best. If you’d like I can assess the damage and perform some repairs if they aren’t too bad,” she offered. The spells she had used were simple enough that she still felt like she had magic left. She tended to be able to go for longer without running out anyway. At least compared to Zrayah. She hadn’t spent enough time around other mages to know how she compared to others.
Zrayah nodded in agreement with all Brion said about Valm and Reyels Ciri and then laughed when he mentioned wooing her daughter. “I’m afraid that’s where my advising skill end,” he said. “I haven’t the faintest idea what the elves look for in a partner or how to go about impressing an elvish woman. Heck, I can’t even tell you how to impress a human woman,” he added, shaking his head. He’d lost track of how long he’d been trying to get Varaela to pay him enough attention for her to realise how he felt about her, and he obviously hadn’t been successful.
Ariella soon excused herself from the throne room, having had quite enough of her brother for the time being, and followed after Ace. She was far enough behind that she missed his whole encounter with Damien, though she did pass the advisor in the corridor and smiled at him as she passed.
She arrived at Ace’s room, knocking a few times and said, “Ace, I’m coming,” before walking in, assuming he wouldn’t have had enough time to start changing or anything. “I feel like I haven’t talked to you in forever!” she said once inside. “You obviously finished the sword. Anything else exciting happening with you?”
(I suddenly had images of her walking in on Ace and Vivian (when/if that becomes more of a thing) xD Don’t totally know why, it just popped into my head.)
Drezdon raised an eyebrow at Damien but didn’t say anything else. He wasn’t sure how he felt about his advisor’s new hobby, but as long as it didn’t interfere with his duties, Drezdon kind of didn’t care. “Well, you may have heard, but that mage Ace is offering to make me or one of my soldiers into a witcher,” he informed him. “My sister and Mia have made their opinions clear, but I was just wondering what you thought on the matter.” He had to admit, Mia’s vote probably would count for more than anyone else’s, maybe except for Alistair but he wasn’t there. The king still definitely had a soft spot for Mia, he just hadn’t had as much time as he would have liked to show her and try to woo her.
(Haha yes, I can tell. I might be changing Vivian a bit again too, we’ll have to see. xD Would it be totally weird for him and Ariella to just have one night stand or something? I can see her doing that, but if you think it’s weird it doesn’t have to happen. Heck or Vivian. She’s almost as bad, she just tends to then kill the people she sleeps with xD)
(Sorry those were really short, I just realised what time it is and that I should be going to bed. Good night!)
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Post by They call me Coach on Apr 23, 2015 7:02:09 GMT
Orophine looked around the ship when she offered help. "That would be helpful, do me a favor, and get that wolf to work as well." He commented though Ayita paid he still made it clear work would need to be done, even if the wolf was seasick, especially in a storm. "Maybe use a spell to stop her from vomiting every time the ship moves." He laughed as he walked away to go partake in other tasks, but he did stop for a moment. "For you services, you may ask of three favors from me Varaela, as long as they are able to be done by me. You don't have a time limit if you need my help even in twenty years feel free to find the green haired elf of the sea." He laughed as he disappeared amongst the crowd of pirates moving around to get stuff done.
"Human woman aren't a problem with me, my friend." Brion laughed he wasn't as bad as Hyde's advisor Damien in the mannar, but he was as bad as a bard with the tricking the ladies. "I'm sure I can manage. Just my luck both my general is a man who couldn't get laid if he tried, and my advisor is worse than my general." He laughed though Duncan was one of those kind of guys who cared less about relationships, and his new advisor was obessed with the one woman who seemed to show no interest. "Maybe, if I play her a song... Woman like bards." He laughed one of his best friends(who may, or may not become a character) was a bard who was known to have every father in Vulci waiting with a sword. "Buy a lute, learn it, make a song, sounds easy enough." He laughed.
Ace looked at her for a bit, he hadn't been doing anything besides getting ready for his little dragon trip. "Ariella." He simply greeted at first it wasn't that he grew to dislike her it was merely unlike the past he went from being a pawn of the game to a player of the game of court such as his witcher idea, and talk with the advisor. In other words he was quite busy finding dragons, summoning gods, and trying to turn the king into a witcher in which would make them the bestest friends since the notes he's been getting from a new found friend had told him Witcher end up worshipping their creator. "I'm planning on finding those long lost dragons of Gildor." He informed though no one would have guessed that by walking into his room it was clean, besides stack of books on witchers, and a few books on blood magic which was forbidden, but he showed no care. "I've fallen in love, and yea... those two things are pretty much it." He laughed looking at her. "And what of you?" He asked.
(Omg needs to happen!)
Damien looked at the king as the statement came out, now was his time to pick a side the demons of Hyde, or the son of Zeith. "Hmm, well no king has been a witcher." He pointed out rubbing his chin. "As far as I know the witcher ritual is forbidden just as highly as blood magic. However King Gildor was the conquer, King Yuza once again the Conquer, and Brion is known as the true king." He informed rubbing his chin. "Your father... well don't have my head, but I think he was called The Traitor. Zeith was the peasant king, and your mother was well once again with her many husbands I fear she has many names some good some bad. Some Helenia the good, and some Helenia the peasant lover." He laughed carefree knowing the king would not kill him for the little thing Damien knew. "So unless you plan on just giving Hyde to Brion when he comes demanding it, you best give yourself a name, that unlike recent Hyde names. So I think... Drezdon the Witcher King would be a fitting name." He informed pacing around. "Making a random soldier a witcher wouldn't make him loyal to you sire, in fact I hear Witcher worship their creator." He stated as he looked at Mia who was glaring at him. "So... if you became a Witcher you raise the chance of killing Brion in a duel, and also raise the chances a civil war for a Witcher king in Hyde, or Vulci would be like a king Elf." He stated. "If you want peace with Vulci don't do it, if not do it. That's my answer Sire." He yawned, but than remembered something he read. "But! If you do wish to be a Witcher, make sure to place your seed first.... For the ritual for Witcher removes the ability to have a child." He added the warning as a good advisor would "..... Now that I think about that being a Witcher would help with my hobby for that matter." He laughed seeing Mia pure look of disgust.
(Omfg What if Ace walked in on Vivian, and Damien!? xD Anyways I don't see why it would be weird for Ariella to do a one night stand, though my certain Bard character that may, or may not be added would be better suited to wooing a princess xD Add drama though she should get pregnant~)
(Goodnight~)
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Post by FlamePetal on Apr 23, 2015 21:14:09 GMT
Varaela nodded her thanks and then first went to find Ayita. If there were small repairs on the way she would quickly fix them, but since the ship wasn’t on the verge of sinking, she thought it might be a good idea to find the wolf girl. Upon arriving at Ayita’s room, she knocked on the door and walked in when she didn’t get an answer. She hesitated for a moment in front of the sleeping woman, a little bit concerned about what kind of mood she would be in after being woken up. After a moment, however she shrugged and shook Ayita’s shoulder lightly. “Hey, Ayita,” she said “Captain Orophine want’s you to help out with some of the work on the ship,” she went on, though she was unsure if Ayita was really awake yet or not. “I can use a spell or something to help you feel less seasick if you will allow me to,” Varaela told her.
Zrayah laughed. “Well someone has to lack skills with women to make up for all of you men that do,” he joked. Actually, Zrayah was quite a lady killer when he was younger before he’d met Varaela. He was –and still is– an attractive young man; tall with electric blue eyes and brown hair that flameh cannot seem to describe right now. Because of his arrogance and ego about it, many of the girls in his hometown thought he was in love with them, but he never actually did anything other than go out with a few of them. Ironically enough, he’d actually hated Varaela when they first met because she was always so rude to him, but that quickly changed as he spent more time with her.
“I’m sure if you write her a good enough song she’ll agree,” Zrayah responded, still kind of joking. He guessed it would take more than that to impress the Reyica, especially because Brion was a human. He’d probably have to go to extra lengths to prove himself worthy.
Ariella had fully intended to ask Ace about his sudden idea of turning her brother into a witcher, but forgot everything she had planned to say after Ace said he’d fallen in love. When he was done she exploded with questions and comments. “Wait, wait? You’ve fallen in love?? That’s great, Ace, I’m so happy for you! Now, you have to tell me: Who is she? Do I know her? I bet she’s pretty. She’d better be since you’re so handsome. When can I meet her?” She had more questions, but she stopped herself and waited for him to answer the first ones, especially since some of them depended on answers to the first questions. It was hard for her to believe so much had happened with him without her knowing since they used to be so close. If she weren’t so excited about his news, she might have felt sad about that, but she was too focused on the other thing to really think about it.
(Woo!)
Drezdon gave Damien a “really, was that necessary?” look at his last comment but then turned away and paced as he thought about what Damien said. The things regarding the names given to former Hyde royals was a very compelling argument, as he did not want a generic or unflattering name to be his legacy. The main reason he was not agreeing to this plan already was because of the whole part about the witcher worshiping their creator. He could have cared less about peace between Vulci and Hyde, but imagining himself worshiping Ace was something he could hardly stomach.
“Thank you for your advice, Damien,” he said, turning back to his advisor. “If you don’t mind, I would like to have a private word with Lady Mia here. I’m sure there’s some cute girl somewhere who... requires your attention,” he joked, giving Damien something between a smirk and a smile. At least someone was having fun around here.
(Dude yus! As long as it doesn’t permanently ruin Ace and Vivian’s relationship xD We could do it sooner rather than later, because Vivian has no idea she actually likes Ace yet. I’d be fine with either of those things with Ariella, and she could definitely get pregnant to add drama xD)
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Post by They call me Coach on Apr 24, 2015 2:16:55 GMT
Ayita had been fast asleep until Varaela had set foot into her room. She had opened her left eye, but closed it when she remembered she was still on a boat. When the mage shook her she sighed forcing herself up. The tan wolf girl looked horrible ever since the first day, and had stayed on this bed as long as she could manage it. "You had a spell this whole time, to fix this?" She asked normally her voice would have shown anger, but at this moment she sounded like same old sick Ayita, her tail laid on the bed emotionless, and her ears were looming downwards. "Wolves aren't met to be in the sea." She commented as she stood up.
Brion rubbed his chin in thought at the comment. "I'll think of something." He laughed this would be like any other time he got a girl to like him since the girls here wanted to sleep with a king, while this elven woman would want to beheaded him when he wasn't looking most likely. He never met any of them so as far as he knew they wanted him dead. "Anyways, should we be doing something on that bandit?" He asked his advisor. "Or those rumors of a yelled eyed mutant?" He added the past few days peasants have been reporting some mutant who resembles the blacksmith Rowan has been seen asking about mages, and were to find them. "Or should I just let them do there things for a few more days?" He asked in a laugh.
Ace raised a eyebrow at the questions, but then remembered who he was speaking to. "I'm sure you've had the chance to meet her. I have yet to.... as Damien would say woo her." He laughed as he rubbed his chin. "Aye she is the most beautiful woman I've set my eyes on. Her name is Vivian, and she is a maid in this castle." He informed as he sat down moving some of his books around. "She is as radiant as the sun! I feel this is how my father felt towards your mother." He laughed as he opened some books the benefit of his skills was he could do work while talking. "You can meet her.... I don't know when you see her I guess." He commented to the last question. "Any more questions?" He raised a eyebrow as he asked.
Damien simply bowed, and found himself the door. "There is always a fair maiden waiting for, I." He laughed as he exited the throne room. His hobby could be looked down upon, but he cared less, as long as the King didn't command him to stop. Luck was on his side anyways as he had yet to hear of him having a bastard child. Moving to reach him room to fetch some stuff before heading to town.
Mia watched the disgusting male leave with absolute hatred, for the bloody rat had tried her out once, and got a bit feely. She hadn't hurt the fool since he was Drezdon's advisor, but she loathed the creature. Upon his leave Mia looked at Drezdon. "Milord, while Alistair, or I could make you a witcher.... The peasants really wouldn't like a king who can't... produce heirs." She commented glad Damien had brought that up as that was maybe the one thing could stop the king, or at least postpone it. "However if you wish... to become one of those vile mutants I'm sure Alistair would be willing to do the ritual." She sighed she hated Witchers because they were made to kill mages, and monsters. She a half demon, and a mage meant double the wanting to kill.
(xD This'll be fun. Earning the hatred of a mage, and a bastard child with the princess. Yas x3)
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Post by FlamePetal on Apr 24, 2015 3:30:43 GMT
(I may or may not respond tonight or until later tomorrow, I've still got a lot to do between now and Saturday morning.)
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Post by They call me Coach on Apr 24, 2015 3:53:24 GMT
(Alright, See yea than.)
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Post by FlamePetal on Apr 24, 2015 4:22:17 GMT
(Actually definitely going to respond. I've done enough of this shit today, I deserve a reward xD (Seriously, I was in a team meeting from 4 to 9. I'm over it.))
(So are we doing the thing with Vivian and Damien now? Like should I make a post for her?)
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Post by They call me Coach on Apr 24, 2015 4:50:27 GMT
(If you want. xD Sorry if I'm slow watching the last of witcher 2, and than I can just read the many books before may 19th xD)
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Post by FlamePetal on Apr 24, 2015 5:10:03 GMT
(No worries. To be honest, I wouldn’t mind dropping one of the characters we’re rping now soon because it’s making me super slow in responding xD)
“Sorry, I didn’t think of it until Orophine mentioned something,” Varaela told her with a shrug. Varaela took that as a yes for her to do the spell, so she did. “The spell should make you feel less like we’re moving,” she told her. It was really one meant to confuse an enemy by taking away their perception of motion, but it would work for seasickness because Ayita wouldn’t be able to tell that the boat was moving. “Just let me know when it starts to wear off and I can do it again,” she said and then turned to head back to the deck. “I’m going to go repair some damage from the attack we just had, so if you want to help me you’d be welcome or you can find Orophine and ask him what he needs help with.”
Zrayah was silent for a moment as he thought about this. He didn’t like the things he’d heard about the blacksmith boy because some of the rumours made the boy sound an awful lot like a witcher, but he also didn’t want to jump to conclusions. The bandit was another story. “I think we should make it a goal to rid the kingdom of bandits like that Shao Kahn and his followers,” Zrayah told him firmly. When he’d been away from the capital he’d heard all kinds of terrible stories of things the bandits had done. Letting bandits run around the kingdom like that wouldn’t make Brion popular with the people either, so he thought they should at least take some action.
Ariella was a little bit surprised at learning the woman was Vivian, but she still smiled as he spoke. She had met the maid a few times, if only briefly. Ariella had been envious of her looks then, but now she was even more so. Not that she had any romantic feelings toward Ace, but since they had been so close, she kind of felt protective of him in a weird almost sisterly way. “Of course I have more questions,” she joked, but then launched into her second round. “Does she love you in return? Does she even know you love her? Do you think you’ll marry her?” She stopped for a second and thought, finally out of questions for the moment.
Vivian was on her way to Ace’s room and was just about to knock on his door when he heard the princess’ voice. Not wanting to interrupt, she simply kept walking. Of course, now she really didn’t have a target in mind so she just began to wander around the castle aimlessly as a way to kill time until the princess left and she could go talk to Ace. She’d been spending more and more time with him –when he was in the castle anyway– mostly because it was an escape from many of the high and mighty nobles she dealt with on a daily basis.
Drezdon nodded in agreement with her first point but waited for her to finish before speaking. “I agree, I would need to have an heir before thinking of becoming a witcher,” he said. “And I haven’t decided what I’m going to do yet, so you don’t need to worry about me running off to Ace or anything. Besides, even If I did decide to become one, I would want you or Alistair to perform the ritual,” he told her honestly. “I really don’t have any interest in ever ‘worshiping’ Ace or whatever he was saying. You on the other hand, well, who could blame me for worshiping a woman of your beauty?” He couldn’t help a grin as he said it, admittedly a bit proud of himself for coming up with something like that, as he was usually a bit clumsy with words around women.
(Woo! I’m actually quite excited now xD)
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