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Post by They call me Coach on Apr 15, 2015 21:03:25 GMT
Jasper was pretty well aware that someone was in the forest with them, but he had assumed it was villagers however upon a few minutes later Careila was being carried off by a bandit, and Jasper had dived into a fern in which he kept his bow he had just put away. Rolling onto his back he nooked three arrows at the same time at weird angles, and than let each one fly one going into a bandit's neck, one in a bandits head, and finally one almost hitting the one running with Careila. Seeing he missed the most important one he slung the bow on his back though he had no good arrows now, and than ran to one of the corpses. Looking it over he soon grabbed a short sword from one of them, and finally he chased after the guy who had taken Careila.
After a bit of running randomly he had decided to climb up a tree to see if he could find the bandit. Upon reaching the top he focused on the ground for a while, and soon he saw his friend's head, followed by the bandit who was running quite fast despite Jasper being quite a bit aways. Switching his gaze to the trees he sighed, and began hoping from one branch to another thinking this was the fastest way to reach them.
Ace looked at her for a bit, and simply nodded. "I got a goddess following me already, so summoning a god won't be too hard." He laughed though in honesty he had already summoned a few gods aka why his sword was almost finished. It took all his strength, and the help of five priests to summon a god, and live to tell the tale. "I can summon demons as well." He laughed though he had never done it, but if you killed three innocent people, and used all your magic after making a triangle with the corpses you will reach a demon. "I would try it, but gods are easier to talk to." He laughed.
Damien simply nodded, and let the ring fall to the ground when she went to hand it back. Even if it was a joke Elosi people would not accept a gift to be returned it was just part of their culture, or was before Elosi became a part of Gildor which is now Vulci. Soon reaching town Damien got off his horse, and stretched for a moment. "I only came here for a sword I had made, so if you wanna do something first lead the way." He offered looking around at the people his time has a assassin of a king, and than a simple soldier made him not to fond of people.
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Post by They call me Coach on Apr 16, 2015 22:16:28 GMT
(Whoosh you coming on today?)
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Post by FlamePetal on Apr 17, 2015 16:53:58 GMT
(Gahhh I'm so sorry for not being here like ever for the past week. I promise I haven't forgotten and I'm not bored or anything. I was stupid and left a big programming project for the last three days before it's due, so I've been working like mad on that. I think I'll be able to get a reply up at some point today thought! Sorry again, I've got two weeks left of classes and then finals, so of course things are starting to get a little nuts.)
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Post by They call me Coach on Apr 17, 2015 20:46:23 GMT
(It's cool bruh~)
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Post by FlamePetal on Apr 18, 2015 23:52:47 GMT
(HA! Finally got a reply in. If you're on later tonight I might be here, depending on how much of my programming project I have left)
(Ok, so new character time... again...)
At some point while the bandit ran, Carelia’s head had smacked into a low tree branch and she had been knocked out, much to the relief of the bandit. Eventually he made it back to where the had something resembling of a camp, though it wasn’t much in case they had to pack up and move quickly.
Cas looked up as one of the group came back carrying an unconscious girl. To his surprise, he found he recognised the girl as the daughter of a former Yolse noble. She wouldn’t remember it, but once she’d unknowingly allowed him to steal some fruit because she was distracting the man selling them. The fact that they’d brought her here made him a little uneasy. He knew very well what happened to most women and girls that the bandits found or kidnaped, even if he didn’t partake in their ‘fun’ –something he was often ridiculed for.
One might say Cas didn’t make a very good bandit. In fact, he didn’t even want to be one, he’d just been left in a very stick situation. He had been caught with the baker’s daughter and even though they hadn’t really been doing anything serious, her father was furious. Despite the his daughter’s protests, he’d threatened Cas with death or worse if he so much as saw him in the city ever again. That was something of a problem for Cas. You see, he had no parents, no family, nothing. He lived day to day, meal to meal in the streets of the new capitol. The bandits had found him one night and after deciding he didn’t have anything worth stealing, they actually decided to let him join them. It wasn’t Cas’s first choice, but it was better than nothing.
Cas walked over as the man put Carelia down. “Pretty lass you’ve got there, Bendrick,” Cas said to the man.
Bendrick laughed. “She is isn’t she,” he agreed with a nod. “Sorry, Cas, but even though this is the first time you’ve shown any interest, she’s mine. I’m the one that risked my neck.”
Cas had expected that answer, however, so he was ready. “That may be, but remember that favor I did you a few weeks back?” he asked, giving Bendrick a meaningful look.
Bendrick’s eyes narrowed as he considered this, and his gaze eventually turned into a glare. With a stream of profanities he gave Cas a good shove but then turned and stalked off.
Cas let out a quite sigh of relief and then looked at Carelia again. Now he just had to figure out how to get her out of there, because unfortunately he didn’t have ways of dealing with the other men so easily and he knew they’d all want a turn.
Vivian raised her eyebrows when he mentioned summoning demons. “Is that the only think keeping you from summoning a demon?” she asked. When she’d been actively looking for a way to break her curse, demons had been one of her ideas. She’d met many men who claimed to have been able to summon demons and she’d been able to get them to tell her how one would go about it. Nothing had come out of that idea though since about that time she stopped caring about breaking it. Still, she wouldn’t have guessed Ace to be one for murdering innocent people for something like summoning a demon, but the way he said it kind of made it sound like he would.
Ariella dismounted as well and shook her head. “I only came to bother you,” she teased with a smile. “Did you get a new sword to commemorate you becoming the king’s advisor?” she asked. She never understood why some people made such a big deal about having fancy armor or swords, especially if they were just going to get scratched and beat up in battle. A suit of armor was terribly expensive, and she guessed a sword could be just as expensive, in some cases maybe even more expensive. If it had been clothing, on the other hand, she would completely understand that. Expensive clothing wouldn’t just get ruined, so it was a much better investment.
(Man, Ariella is such an airhead sometimes xD She kinda makes me laugh)
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Post by They call me Coach on Apr 19, 2015 4:25:11 GMT
(I'm on, but I can't promise how long I've been up for 30 hours now xD Also since I'm doing something with Mr. Archer, and he would need a few days to get he back, I'll have Storm be the leader of le bandits since I did say he was a Bandit king xD) (I'm changing Jasper quite a bit~ He's still the hero archer of the village who hates the King, but his name, looks, and personality is changed x3 Also I was wondering if you'd be okay with me making a witcher, a character who will come in later who hunts monsters, dragons, and sometimes mages if he sees them in high ranks~ In fact... instead of a new character I could make Jasper get tortured a bit by a servant mage owned by Alistair who by some luck found a way to free himself, and wants revenge on mages for enslaving him by making a witcher out of _______/Jasper's new name. Basically he's able to with stand a lot of magic, and dragon fire. He can also do basic magic. I just want to make him more interesting, and this way his rebellion makes since for Brion son of the Queen of dragons, and Varella his mage advisor. Also later Drezdon, and his mages xD The servant won't be a new character cause he'll die by _________ when he makes him~) Forest green eyes scanned the forest from atop a branch as once again he lost site of the his friend, and the bloody bandit. Standing from his crouch atop the tree he looked at the ground for a bit. "Bloody hell!" He growled as he slammed his fist into a tree. Looking up at the sky with his green eyes he simply stared for a while. "If that craven king would stop shoving horse shit up his arse, and hire more soldiers this wouldn't have happened." He sighed, and then jumped forward, doing so caused his long black hair to flow upwards as the wind rushed up on him as he descended to the ground. However before he hit the cold ground, and died slowly he reached up, and caught a branch that flung him up, but he kept his grip so as soon as the branch calmed he let go, and with a thud he hit the ground. "I'll have to get supplies if I'm planning on raiding a bandit camp alone." He sighed, and turned to were the village laid unaware of the two paths that one lay ahead of him now. (If you don't want the witcher idea this happens~ This also effects his name/looks based on the which path you want~ Warrior Ryu long black hair in pony tail with bread, or Witcher Rowan short brown hair with a light bread however a lot of scars, and wounds~ xD) (No Witcher path.) Ryu slowly walked back to were the village lay not because he was sad, or pissed, but because he was forming a plan did he look upon the ground with a out of place look. After about ten minutes of arriving at the village, and stealing his dad's pouch of gold he began buying his supplies, and even stealing his boss' favorite sword from the blacksmith shop. Upon armoring up he looked up at the sky, and he looked up at the path to the forest. He knew were the village laid. This was no longer a rescue mission to him, but a kill all bandits mission. Sure he loved Carelia, but this was his chance to rid the world of these monsters, and he would take it upon himself to do such a mission. (Witcher path~) As Rowan walked back to the village in a slow in thought pace he looked up just in time to dodge backwards from a flying arrow, and take out his short blade. Though he would be worse than a royal defending a raper with this blade he still took it out since he didn't have his bow at the moment. However when he looked were the arrow laid it vanished, and nothing lay there. "....A mage?" He asked looking around for such a person, however what awaited him instead was a hand from behind grabbing his head, and whispering something. "Wa- WWWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" He screamed in intense pain suddenly, and fall to his knees in agony as his head was being fried like a steak. He went to swing his blade, but the hand grabbed his arms, and whispered again causing him to scream more as he dropped the blade to the ground breathing heavily at this point. Finally the figure began to slowly walk in front of him in tight fitting pants, and a tight fitting red shirt with long black hair going to the figures waist line. "W..h...-" He began, but the figure grabbed the side of his face, and sent another spell, but this time instead of lightning, fire greeted the young villager Rowan as he screamed in more pain, and coughing blood. "I am the one who will bring back the race of Witchers." The figure spoke in a very female like voice as she smiled in a sadistic manner. "Those kings didn't like mages so he sent the witchers after us, and without us mages to make witchers, and the kings fearing the super humans they died out.... But I sense a hatred in you that would make you..... a very interesting witcher~" She giggled, and before he could ask any questions she brought her knee to his chin making a loud thud as she kept doing it. Despite being a mage this girl seemed to be quite the fighter as she kept bring her knee into Rowan's chin repeatedly, again, and again. Until finally the guy fell back coughing up blood. "You.... will make a fine witcher... if you weren't most likely going to kill me I'd even have fun with you~" She laughed as her hands explored the knocked out man figure for a bit. After a bit she used a spell to make him lighter, and than effortlessly lifted the man unto her shoulder. "Normally Witchers are strong, and shit with a bow, but I wanna see a archer witcher!" She giggled as she began walking into the forest. (Hmmm another choice awaits you if you do the Witcher path! Would you prefer the servant mage girl to stay a character, or the bandit I'm going to use so we can rp some bandits~ I also decided not to do Storm, but a new one~ I'm only doing this so I have people to kill of randomly when you least expect it~ xD) Sitting inside his tent with two naked girls getting clothed a big guy stood in the middle, and he had managed to put on at least some underwear as he sat in the middle of the tent's room a skull helmet atop his head. The skull was that of a weird animal, and he wore a king's crown he stole from Gildor back when either King Gildor was killed, or Yuza was assassinated, no ones know since both crowns were missing. The man also wore a lot of tattoos aka a lot of tribal marks, and even some animals, and skulls tattooed. Standing up he looked out the tent to see one of his bandits hand a slave over to Cas. He cared less about this action, or the girl. He was merely watching them for a bit, and the only thing that brought him outside was when he noticed who the girl was. Moving outside he began to walk, but one of the two naked girls saw what he was doing, and grabbed his arm. "Letholdus come back for rou-" The girl said, but was met with the big man's hand reaching for the girl's neck in response to her grab. Walking outside with her still in his grip he lifted her up in front of the village. He was a man who wanted his laws followed, and if you didn't he set a example out of you. "This woman fell fit to call me Letholdus my dumbass peasant name! Not only that, but she tried to distract me. Two laws broken by this lowly whore!" He told the bandits most turned to cheer as they knew what was coming. Putting the girl down he grabbed her waist, and than her neck with each arm, and with a breath lifted her up. "FOLLOW MY FUCKING COMMAND, OR THIS WILL HAPPEN." He growled as he pulled the girl, and in mere seconds her head was in his right hand, and her lower body in his left, but her chest, and stomach laid on the floor, and as he liked to be called, Shao Kahn was drenched in blood as the burial site was over. Seeing people either looking away, or cheering he tossed the head, and lower body parts to random people, and cracked his fingers. "Now stop fucking around, and get back to finding me the fucking runt archer who killed my BLOODY CHILD!" He yelled as he stared at the group. Shao was speaking of Rowan/Ryu, and his son who led a attack on the village a while ago, and was killed. (Okay at first I was gonna do a friend of Cas, but than I was like.......... BRUTAL BANDIT LEADER WHO SHOWS NO MERCY FOR THE WIN! \(^-^)/ Anyways I just realized your choices are now Sadistic mage who I'm going to be obsessed with one of your characters, or Shao Kahn the man who rips you apart if you call him by his real name, or if he's bored, who will most likely either be hunting down Ryu/Rowan, or Cas~ Which if I'm honest is the scariest thing I can think of because I'm going to make him.... quite..... well you already know  ) (Also sorry for cussing, and brutal scenes, I'm just trying to spice this rp up! xD If you think it's to much just tell me~) Ace looked at her for a bit, and raised a eyebrow. "Are you wanting to see one? Because I'll tell you right now I won't do it." He told her dead serious as he stared at her. "To do so I'd need to kill someone pure, and I'm not a child killer." He told her, and coughed as his sickness was still there. By this time they were out of the capital, and on the way to the temple so he had his horse move a bit faster as he wouldn't have to dodge as many peasants now. "If all I had to do was kill someone like Letholdus that bandit who supposedly is addicted to killing than sure, but to do this... I'd have to kill like.... A newborn child, a very nice child, or a priest." He laughed there were other ways, but he was speaking of summoning the strongest demon for if he was going to risk a demon he would want the biggest one out there. "Maybe if I was offered a reward worth it." He added with a laugh looking at her with a wink he was joking, but at the same time he wasn't. He had been a sellsword for a while so if a reward was good enough he'd do anything. Damien looked at her for a bit, and laughed at the question. Putting a arm around her he smiled. "No, no it's to celebrate are new marriage!" He joked, and kissed her cheek to go along with it before letting her go. "In all seriousness I need something to behead people, and this doesn't cut it anymore~" She laughed taking out his rusty sword he always carried around. "My new rank means more pay, and I could afford a blade that'll make even the ugliest of enemies piss themselves!" He laughed as he led the way into the blacksmith's shop, and spoke with the man for a bit before he was handed a deadly looking curved sword. It was a common sword in Elosi, but was more spiky on the blade for when you wanted to rip into... meat. Unlike persay a king's sword this blade screamed death not expensive. Though by the sum of gold he placed the counter it was a lot. Walking back out he looked at Ariella. "Plus when your blessed with my ugly face, you need a nice scary sword to get the ladies~" He joked with a laugh. |
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Post by FlamePetal on Apr 19, 2015 4:55:13 GMT
(That's ok, my computer is about to die anyway and I've been staring at it all day so I'm getting sick of looking at a screen, haha)
(Ok so let's definitely go with witcher Rowan. Though I don't understand why I need to choose between Shao Kahn and the sadistic mage. Shouldn't we just do both until one or both becomes irrelevant.)
(And I'm totally good on the cussing and brutal scenes. It fits the characters, so I don't mind at all.)
(And just a warning, Cas (along with others) may go through somewhat drastic personality changes at first. Still trying to nail some of them down.)
(Ok I'll go reply now. Hopefully my laptop won't die, but if It does I'll respond in the morning.)
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Post by They call me Coach on Apr 19, 2015 4:59:14 GMT
(I the opposite right now I've been staring at people all day xD)
(Yes Witcher~ xD I think I'm going to make Brion go through some changes as well since when I was thinking of you turning down the witcher I found another good idea xD)
(Yea makes more sense that way~ I just didn't know if you wanted less characters~)
(That's cool mine will as well xD)
(Alright I'mma take a shower, and maybe stay up for a hour, or two before going to sleep~ If you respond I'll reply as well, if you don't see yea tomorrow/whenever~)
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Post by FlamePetal on Apr 19, 2015 5:01:35 GMT
(Haha all right sounds good. I feel like I've been slacking on the whole plot-planing thing, so hopefully I can come up with some ideas too.)
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Post by FlamePetal on Apr 19, 2015 5:27:40 GMT
(Sorry, I'm still working on a reply, but before I finish I need to ask a question. How important it Carelia's obsession with Brion? I'm thinking about replacing her with someone who isn't exactly the type to obsess over anyone. If it's important I'll find a workaround, I just wanted to know.)
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Post by They call me Coach on Apr 19, 2015 5:41:45 GMT
(It doesn't need to exist anymore, unless you wanna do the love triangle xD The only reason she needed to like him was because Brion isn't going to like her back xD)
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Post by FlamePetal on Apr 19, 2015 5:46:53 GMT
(Haha all right then I'm just gonna forget about it. Several of my characters are going to change drastically in my next post xD I think It will be in the morning though, sorry.)
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Post by They call me Coach on Apr 19, 2015 6:00:32 GMT
(It's cool~ Yea I'm revamping a lot of mine as well.)
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Post by FlamePetal on Apr 19, 2015 19:09:30 GMT
(Ok, so basically forget Cas ever existed. He’ll probably come back later somewhere where he fits in better, but I decided I have too many nice characters. As a result Cas is being completely replaced by a guy named Cyra. )
(As for Carelia, she’s being replaced by a girl named Tavica. Tav is 16 (rather than Carelia’s 15) and her personality is going to be kind of different from Carelia. For one she’s not obsessed with Brion, and two she deals much better with situations like the one she’s about to be in than Carelia would. Carelia would probably just cry, and that’s no fun.)
(Ok, so completely disregarding my previous post with Cas in it...)
Cyra looked up as Bendrick (I think his name was) brought a pretty young girl into the camp and made a note that he’d have to make sure he got to have a bout with her at some point. Right about then, Shao Kahn emerged from his tent and Cyra got up to join the others in cheering as he made a demonstration of the woman for breaking his laws. Her head landed near him when Shao Kahn threw it, and he just smirked and kicked it away.
Tavica regained consciousness just after Shao Kahn finished shouting at the men. For a moment she was confused as to where she was but it all came back to her a moment later. Because everyone had gathered around Shao Kahn, her view of the blood and body parts was blocked. That also meant no one was paying her any attention and knew she was conscious yet. Her hands and feet had been tied, but she could just barely reach her feet so she began to work at the knot. She had just freed her feet when the meeting broke up. Before she knew what was happening, someone had grabbed her by her hair and lifted her partway off the ground. Tavica let out a cry of pain and found herself looking up at a young man, probably in his early twenties.
“Just where do you think you’re going missy?” he asked with a smirk and then released her hair so she fell back onto the ground. Since her hands were still tied behind her back she couldn’t even catch herself to keep her face from hitting the ground.
“Careful there, Cyra, you might ruin her pretty face,” a passing bandit joked.
“The pretty face is only a bonus,” Cyra replied with a grin before turning back to the girl, who had managed to sit up. From the looks of her clothes she was of some status. “How did a pretty little thing like you end up here?” he asked, kneeling down in front of her and brushing the dirt from her face.
“Don’t touch me!” she commanded, jerking her head back from his hand and turning her face away.
That didn’t make Cyra happy. He grabbed her chin with a hand and forced her to look at him. “I’ll touch you as much as I want,” he told her matter-of-fact-ly and as if to prove his point he reached out with his other hand and traced a trail from her shoulder down over her chest and even gave her a little squeeze.
That’s when she kicked him and sent him sprawling backward in the dust. “You little bitch!” he growled and quickly stood up.
Tavica had struggled to her feet but Cyra was on her in a matter of moments. He threw her down on the ground, sitting on her so she couldn’t get up. She had never felt so helpless in her life. It was clear no one here would stop this man from doing anything he liked and she could do nothing now with her hands tied behind her back. He drew his hand back and slapped her across the face. He prepared to slap her again when.... (perhaps someone could intervene? Or I can just keep rping with myself, that’s fine too xD)
Vivian laughed and shook her head. “No, I have no desire to see a demon,” she told him. Even Vivian would hesitate at the thought of killing newborns or children who hadn’t done anything to deserve death. A man like Letholdus, however, would be another story. Most people had at least heard of the bandit because of his cruel and brutal ways. If they hadn’t been known for taking women as slaves, she might have joined them.
“If it’s a reward you want, however, I’m sure I could find something to reward you for bringing me on this journey of yours,” she said, casting him a sideways glance and half-smiling mischievously. “I did promise I would take care of you.” She had planned on that anyway, even if it hadn’t been in Ace’s plans.
Despite the joking nature of it, Ariella still couldn’t help a light blush from creeping into her cheeks when Damien kissed her on the cheek. “Beheading people is such a nasty business,” she said, crossing her arms as he went to retrieve the blade. It wasn’t like any of the swords Drezdon tended to carry because he preferred flashy weapons –when he wasn’t expecting to use it, anyway.
“Damien, your face is not ugly!” Ariella protested when he made the comment. She couldn’t help adding a little joke with a grin: “Besides, you have me hanging around, so why would you need any other ladies?” That actually was a joke, and though the thought of Damien being with other women was not something she cared to think about, she felt no jealousy or bitterness toward the idea.
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Post by They call me Coach on Apr 19, 2015 20:09:13 GMT
(I'm gonna be rping this mage, and Rowan just out of boredom, I like rping this stuff, and for fun~)
(Alright~ Are Rowan, and Tavica still best friends, or no?)
Awaking a few moments later the archer hero of the village soon found himself staring at everything as if it was upside down, and that when he realized... he was tied up like a sack of meat about to be cut up by the butcher. "....What....the....fuck.....?" He let out weakly, trying to move his hands he found like his feet they were tied up, behind his back. After a few moments with not seeing anyone he rocked his body forward to try, and detach the rope that had his feet so he could fall to the ground. Bending so he moved forward, and than bending so he went backwards he kept doing this until as he went forward someone grabbed his face, and dug there fingernails into both his eyes causing him to let out a very intense scream as blood erupted.
"Human eyes don't fit a Witcher." The female voice giggled as she moved her hands a bit, and soon pulled back two round objects detaching as well. Licking the blood from her fingers she walked about smiling as Rowan was now in intense pain, and fear as he kept asking, no begging her to stop. "... If I stopped now, you wouldn't be a Witcher." She laughed as she grabbed his chest, which had no shirt so she could see the scars she was making, and used a strong fire spell causing a very cooked circle of skin on his upper left chest. She than quickly took a blade, and dug it into the lower right of his stomach. Laughing while he screamed in pain. However before her subject could die she used a spell to seal all the open wounds, but than used another spell to cause more pain. "One week of this torture, and than three days of the Witcher ritual!" She informed happily, and than kissed him before bounding off to go get ready for either later today, or tomorrow. Plus her pet would be knocked out for a while anyways so she needed to have fun.
Shao Kahn looked at Cyra as he slapped the noble girl. He merely watched for a few seconds, but the way the other bandits moved out of the way knew Shao wasn't going to award the man for beating a noble girl. Walking forward blood still covering every inch of his body he stopped about a foot away. ".... For every ounce of gold her parents take away for you harming that bitch I will chop off a limb." He told him this was his way of commanding him to stop, or prepare for some type of brutal punishment. One guy who had harmed a noble girl before had his arm ripped off, and it shoved down his throat. It wasn't that Shao felt sorry for the noble girls, no it was merely for the money as if this would have been a peasant girl he would have let her do as he pleased. "Instead of taking money out of our pockets by damaging the goods why don't you do something useful like find me that fucking archer?!" He asked it used to be Shao Kahn wanted to kill all kings, but ever since his son was killed his goal changed to killing Rowan. "In fact... Whoever finds him will get all the money we get from this whore's parents!" He informed the whole village he was in a rush not because he was mad, but for he had been in a village when a mage had asked him of his interest in Rowan, and he wanted to get him first as he wanted the pleasure of ripping him limb from limb, little did he know that mage was currently already doing that.
Ace looked at her for a bit, and laughed at her response. "Drezdon sure hires the right kind of woman." He commented looking forward again as he brought out a map. "The temple is a few more minutes away it should be in view.....," He stopped as he looked up, and after passing a turn with trees blocking the view he pointed up to a large temple that was atop a hill. "There it is." He commented it was still the same from when he first saw it as Alexander of Gildor. The only difference last time he had been kept in a room to avoid being burnt by whatever the hell they were doing, now he'd be summoning a god of fire. "I wonder if this god is as crazy as the people who follow this religion a lot." He laughed he was a member himself, but he didn't really follow it to much as he cared less about the afterlife, and all.
Damien laughed a bit at that comment. "You surely insult me milady, back in the Elosi days we warriors took pride in ugly faces, and deadly blades." He informed which was true most Elosi kings who had pictures of them weren't that attractive, not even the Queens were really, but than again Damien lived in Hyde now, and hadn't really swung a blade in ages with meaning to kill so he did have the normal Hyde look at this point especially since his face wasn't just a big bag of scars. In fact he only had one scar, and that was the one that went across his upper body from left shoulder to the right of his stomach. "Would you like to be the only woman at my side?" He teased completely joking for one he cared less about that, and for two despite his interest in the princess he had no wanting to marry a noble, and he was sure she'd fancy someone fancy, like Ace.
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