Blaze wrote:James goes on the attack! Moving behind the flailing king, he leaps onto it's back, pinning the cloak to him and tries to slit his throat!
James leaps! Landing on his back... as his blade sweeps forward he feels a sudden pressure and coldness... the king's armored hand closing around his wrist. He is still for a moment, before beginning to laugh. "Hahahahahaha... you fight with a desperation I find invigorating... perhaps I should stop going easy on you." He shifts his weight, ducking down and throwing Ovvar over his shoulder.
As he skids across the stone floor, he sees the cloaked form of the king catch fire... the cloak burning away in an eerie blue fire as he readies his sword...
Harri-chan wrote:Ginny wriggled a little as the Princess squeezed her. She could see the appeal of inheriting the whole kingdom... but that light was at the end of such a very long tunnel. Not to mention with Rose at her side, who knew how long the Princess could preserve her youth... perhaps the day she gave the Kingdom over to her daughter would never come.
"What kind of lessons?", she asked as she wriggled back down onto her feet and smoothed out the fancy green dress. "I already know how to rule people... I've been running my city for years now... ", she reminded the woman.
"Yes yes." The princess waves her hand. "But you did not rule as a queen... there is much difference. You must learn etiquette, poetry, gardening, flower arranging... all of the feminine and royal arts."
Harri-chan wrote:Nevrina nodded, and she motioned for Caileanne to join her, before the two of them disappeared from the room, to convert those she knew would never serve the Demoness willingly. Heulwen regarded Rose for a moment before nodding, "Yes... Mistress... ", she replied. "Make yourself at home... this won't take long", she informed her, before she too was gone.
Rose hrrrms... make herself at home? Why not. She snaps her fingers, as the room shifts and changes... the furniture getting soft, velvety, and dark red. Weaves of roses circle the room, filling it with a sweet scent. She walks over and sits herself on a chair in the middle of the room... looking rather like a throne of roses, silk, and velvet. She crosses her legs, beginning to sip a cup of wine that appears at her side.
Harri-chan wrote:The door to the bedroom the man was being held prisoner in opened, and in stepped a white-haired woman wearing nothing but a purple bra and panties, with a blonde little girl in a blue dress tagging along behind her. The woman stared at him for a moment in suprise, before calmly closing the door.
"Well isn't this a stroke of bad luck on your part... ", she said in an amused tone, lifting a hand to stoke his cheek. "You see... the order has come under new leadership... and the Mistress has no need of... boys".
Sam blinks at this odd nearly nude woman... quite in the same amount of surprise as she has. After listening to her words, he smiles slightly. "Well, miss... if you don't need me, I'd be happy to, uh, see myself out and not bother you again."
Vomica wrote:Ovvar gives a slow nod at that, "...I'll have to set out the first thing in the morning then. I will try my best. It's what I can give, and if it's won't be enough..." He trails off, the sentence concluding himself. "A horse would be much apperciated, and hopefully I can find what I need there." He pauses, "...the woods. The woods are dangerous, how far of a ride is it?"
"It is at least a three day's ride... that is two nights. The first night you should be able to spend at the Black Sheath inn along the road. Its built like a castle keep... you should be safe there. As for the second night... you will have to survive it. If you are lucky, fast, and strong... you should come out unscathed." He lifts up one of the books on his table... revealing a letter. "This is my message to the Soul Killers... On the envelope is the royal seal. Anyone, well, anyone who is loyal... should be obligated to help the bearer of this letter reach its destination."