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| Topic Started: Oct 5 2009, 06:30 PM (342 Views) | |
| Crysta | Oct 5 2009, 06:30 PM Post #1 |
yay for conformity!
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Setting Location: Agusty, Grandbell Timeline: Early Autumn, current time The first showers of the season made their presence known by the soft pattering of droplets pelting against the outside of the tent. The princess was inside, wrapped up in the thickest fur-lined cloak she could find, huddled over her magic tome and mostly ignoring the noisy environment around her. They had been beaten back in Grandbell. Again. It soon became obvious to the Verdanians that Grandbell's tacticians and soldiers had grown lax in the years of prosperity following the bloody Warlock Wars. Miletos, if anything, was becoming stronger. Not strong enough to mow over the rest of the western countries, but surely strong enough to take care of Grandbell and their less-than-humble King, even with Verdane's interference. Thus, their prince concluded the only way to give Grandbell some relief was to intercept the Silesian forces trying to invade Freege on Miletos's behalf. He and Vidar had been on scouting missions in Silesia recently and he was confident their armies would be strong enough to tackle them. The princess less enthralled with the idea because they had family in Saxon, even if they were too distant to keep in close contact with one another. But Evander was adamant, and assured her casualties would be kept to a minimum. They weren't interested in plundering a land with little to offer. Their distant relatives would be kept safe from harm. Her attention was drawn away from her studies when the flap of the tent was lifted and a familiar warrior woman stepped into the tent. "Princess..." A hint of annoyance creased her brow as she stopped to wring out the water from her long red hair, before she politely addressed the princess. "Word from Grandbell came in. They don't need our help in Freege and wish for us to remain here until we can borrow a ship." Elena arched a brow thoughtfully. "They're confident, too, I suppose. I hope it's well-founded. I'm concerned about Grandbell's morale." Cordelia huffed. "Personally I'm glad to get a break. Being pounded with spells is more painful than any wound from an enemy's axe." Elena offered her a knowing smile before the wet woman continued. "The House of Evans has also arrived. Whatever business had kept them behind is now finished, I believe." "It seems Zanzoo decided to go ahead of them. I wonder why." Cordelia's cheeks then tinted red and Elena chuckled. "Stop teasing me." She turned on her heel. "I need to go... practice on my aim..." The princess frowned. "In the rain?" "Yes. In the rain. I can't wait for the weather to clear up." And she was gone as quickly as she came in. The cloaked woman shook her head and closed her tome. "I hope we don't regret this..." Edited by Crysta, Oct 5 2009, 06:31 PM.
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| Blank | Oct 6 2009, 01:29 AM Post #2 |
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"You shouldn't frown, your highness. You'll get wrinkles. The princess of Verdane is too young to start looking like an old lady." Emi said, making her entrance soon after her red haired vassel departed. The golden haired healer paused at the door and bowed to the member of royalty. She was wearing a dark green cloak with gold embroidery around the edges. Droplets of water fell from the article from the shoulders and hood of her mantle as she dipped her torso forward in respect for her cousin. The duchess was wearing her steel breastplate armor as usual, including her various other articles of protection: bracers, shoulder guards, shin guards, leg guards, gauntlets, and heavy leather boots. Despite her heavy armored attire, the Duchess of Evans was known for her speed on the battle field. "If it is any consolation, your highness, I will be at your side during the assault. I will do everything in my power to ensure your safety and the success of our campaign." The blonde haired duchess promised to the royal princess. Meanwhile outside, Zanzoo spied the red haired beauty that was Cordelia exiting the princess's tent. He moved to intercept her as she exited. "Hello, Cherry Cheeks." He said, playfully teasing the woman. He pulled out a container of some substance. "It looks like we're going to have some sunny weather soon." He lied, "Want me to put lotion on you?" The perverted soldier suggested. |
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| Crysta | Oct 6 2009, 05:45 PM Post #3 |
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The princess wrinkled her nose when Emi bowed to her, per usual. "You needn't bow. We're both of the same family." They may not be first cousins, but their bloodline wrapped together somewhere down the line. The woman slid her arms into her cloak for warmth and contemplated starting a fire. It was getting much colder as of late. Regardless, she offered a smile. "It's nice to see you're in good health. We certainly could use your healing arts on the battlefield. You're the only healer we've got." Elena was briefly reconsidering her choice in deciding to pursue Light magic expertise because of their lack of healing power, but it was a little late to make a career change. "How do you feel about this, Emi?" Cordelia's blush only deepened when it became obvious Zanzoo had noticed it. The canteen was regarded with some confusion. "Really? The sun doesn't seem to like us today." She suspected Zanzoo was joking, but who knows. |
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| Blank | Oct 6 2009, 11:52 PM Post #4 |
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"We may be of family, but you are royalty. Showing proper respect is only natural." The duchess explained. The young woman did however allow a slight smile to appear on her face in attempts to mirror her cousin's smile. "I am glad to see your well also. I will do my best on the battlefield." She said, trying to reassure the princess of the battle to come. "This? You mean the assault?" The blond woman lifted a hand to her chin as she pondered the question. "We are planning to attack only the military. That should limit civilian casualties if that is what you are concerned about." *** Zanzoo grinned at the buxom red haired woman... Who was taller than him. "Oh well, you don't know if it will come out or not. Wouldn't want you to get a sun burn it should. Why don't you come back to my tent so we can get you uh... protected." He winked at her. When did the soldier not have booty on the brains? Edited by Blank, Oct 6 2009, 11:52 PM.
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| Crysta | Oct 7 2009, 10:35 PM Post #5 |
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"Royalty. Pffft." Elena closed her eyes somberly. "Perhaps I just hate the cold. And the blood. I'm not a pacifist, but wish the world wasn't so... cutthroat." The armored woman rolled her eyes at the soldier. "You could afford to be more subtle with your advances, Zanzoo. Perhaps then they would be more successful. I doubt I'm in danger of being sunburned through all these layers of clothing and iron." She peered down at the man, who was shorter than him. "Have you had enough to eat?" |
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| Kitty | Oct 7 2009, 10:38 PM Post #6 |
Is such a trend setter :D
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((Is this open, or is it just between you)) |
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| Crysta | Oct 7 2009, 10:45 PM Post #7 |
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yay for conformity!
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((Open. You can join in. Just don't destroy the tents! :O)) |
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| Kitty | Oct 7 2009, 10:56 PM Post #8 |
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Is such a trend setter :D
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(( Got it )) "Miss Helena it appears that we've arrived on time" Abraham confirmed that this was the tent with a gorgeous woman in dazzling red armor. As he tried to lay his moves on her, Helena rolled her eyes at her cousin. It was fruitless as he was gone. "It sure must get.. hot under that armor" Abe laid his charm on thick, not caring that she had been in mid conversation with his.. competition. ----- "Princess Elena, it is good to see you in person." Helena bowed curtiously. Unlike the rest of the party, Helena dressed unfitting for battle. Her sparkiling black cocktail dress became alive with the fire's light. Edited by Kitty, Oct 7 2009, 10:56 PM.
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| Laharl | Oct 7 2009, 11:08 PM Post #9 |
FEFF's Resident Psychopath
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((Can I play, too? I promise I'll be a good boy.)) |
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| Crysta | Oct 7 2009, 11:14 PM Post #10 |
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yay for conformity!
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((Sure, go ahead. I'm going to wait for Blankz0rz to reply again before I do. It probably shouldn't be as fast-paced as the tavern lol.)) |
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| Laharl | Oct 7 2009, 11:35 PM Post #11 |
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FEFF's Resident Psychopath
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In the distance, the figure of a man could be seen walking over the horizon. As his shape slowly came into view, it was apparent to all that the man was a swordsman of come kind. He approached Elena and handed her a letter. "Here, this is for you.'' Raphael said. The envelope was cloud white and trimmed with a regal looking gold and bore the Grandbell Royal Seal. Moments later, a large dark gray wyvern landed not too far from Raphael, its rider dismounting it and walked towards the swordman. ''Hey, Raphael, I delivered all the letters Lazarus told me to. What are we supposed to do now?'' Raphael looked at Hayato. "Wait for the Princess to read hers.'' |
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| Blank | Oct 8 2009, 02:36 AM Post #12 |
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"Subtle? What's that?" He beamed at her. "If I was more of this subtle, would you get in the sack with me?" The lancer asked with a wolfish grin on. Done for the moment with his flirting, he shook his head. "No, not yet. I wouldn't mind a meal with a beautiful lady if that is what you are suggesting." Zanzoo turned an evil eye on the man moving in on Cordelia. The soldier quickly moved to the red head's side and linked his arm with her's. "Too hot for you." He huffed at the male. *** Emi sighed and shrugged to Elena. "It would be nice, but it won't happen any time soon. But that is why we fight wars. If we collect the keys, then we can ensure there is peace, at least peace between nations." She explained. "War is evil, but war to ensure peace is a lesser evil, at least in my mind." When the others arrived, Emi bowed a bit to them, but not as much as she did for the princess. |
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| Crysta | Oct 8 2009, 04:26 AM Post #13 |
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yay for conformity!
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"Keys... all over silly keys." The woman who entered their tent was quick to advert Elena's attention, and her dress was capable of keeping it, though for no perverted reason. "Ah... hello milady." She bowed uncertainly to Helena. "I'm glad to see you are well. What brings you to our encampment?" And isn't she a little cold in that?, she wondered. Then, quite suddenly, there was a man in her tent! Before she could contemplate over the wisdom of leaving her tent unguarded, she was the recipient of a royal letter. She had vaguely recognized Raphael from the battles they had fought together, but he was gone before she could reply. "Hmm. Strange." Normally her brother would receive these types of letters, but she carefully opened it nonetheless... Cordelia was suddenly in the crossfire of two obviously horny men -- a state she was profoundly unused to, and it plainly showed. "I--um--what--" If the word salad sent Abe's way didn't deter him, Zanzoo's obvious attempt to claim her as his may... or it may not. |
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| Laharl | Oct 8 2009, 08:47 AM Post #14 |
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FEFF's Resident Psychopath
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In the envelope Elena would find a similar looking letter. It was very pretty for a piece of paper. The letter read: Dear Princess Elena of Verdane, I am sorry to ask this of you, as I know you must be busy, but I request your presence at once. I cannot say why now, but should you accept, I will make my intentions clear. You have my word as a servant of the gods that this is not a trap. This matter is grave, and I hope you will hear what I have to say. Should you choose to, you will find me at an abandoned fort between Nodian and Evans. I hope to see you there. Also, please bring your brother if you can and anyone else of importance within your country. Sincerely, Acolyte Samson Lazarus Raphael and Hayato would wait outside Elena's tent for her response. |
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| Kitty | Oct 8 2009, 04:37 PM Post #15 |
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Is such a trend setter :D
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"Little boy, why don't you go off and play with your short spear? I have tactics to talk" Abe spoke back cruelly to Zanzoo. Drifting from the armored woman, he drew the attention of the woman who seemed to be in charge. "Miss Elena I presume? Might I say the rumors of your beauty are quite true?" This was met with a swift backhanded smack from Helena. Her dark eyes shot a scolding look. "What my cousin meant to say was, 'It is a pleasue to be in such company'. Unfortunatly we have grave matters to discuss, but then again, who's to say we can't discuss this over drinks?" Helena brought out a flask of fruity liquor, which has a feminine pink hue. Despite it's appearence, it was rather strong. Helena poured herself a small shot glass, before offering the bottle to the rest of the groud, most of whom turned it down. "Now then, to business" |
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