December 10th, 2010, 01:12 PM
Originally Posted by The Lord of all Things Inane
Emotions are awesome to be ruled by...Well, I am myself, so I think they are. I'd likely not if I wasn't. x)
I'm kind of sad that no one uses the collaberative works board more often. It's fun! COME ON THIRD! Come on someone!
December 10th, 2010, 03:42 PM
I'll bring my angle into it, for good or ill
She could see them on the path ahead, one older, one younger. The older was full of wisdom, the younger had some lessons yet to learn. She slowed her pace and put her walking stick at her side and swept her black hair from her face.
"The world changes as it does." Maya muttered to herself. "I can only hope one of these two is more helpful than the last pair; they'll have a headache for a while I'll wager." She tapped her staff on the ground for emphasis. Carrying forward, she moved towards the pair on the pathway.
December 10th, 2010, 05:14 PM
Yey! New people.
As they arrived closer, Maya noticed the glint of metal between them. For a moment her eyebrows furrowed, suspecting a weapon, though it was no weapon but a chain that bound their hands.
The younger man was broad and fare, only a few inches smaller than the older. It was the look in his eyes that gave him away. "Face your fate while your soul's spark knidles, that fire in your eyes soon comes to dwindle." Maya muttered the little folk rhyme with a distant smile. It was the younger who seemed to be pulling the chain along, as the older man trudged behind him. He was suprisingly lithe, tall, with hollow eyes and ragged clothes.
As they approached the older smirked at Maya. "Don't s'pose you'd help a poor captive, kind Lady?" The fare Knight then tugged at the chain.
"Away, please, Lady," He frowned. "This is a dangerous man." There was a tone in his voice that suggested he was new to being a Knight - never having been able to command people before - a hidden nervousness. Am I doing this right? Am I doing that right?
"Pehh.. Yet, you're the one with the chains round me writsts, wearing me uniform." He leaned as close to Maya as the Knight allowed. "A bloody thug, he is." He smirked, amused. His movements were slow but erratic, he didn't seem too worried.
"Ah, there's no mistaking who's the Knight and who's the prisoner," Maya looked apologetic, but the Bandit only laughed.
"Never was much good at that acting lark."
She ignored him. "The real question is - why are you escorting a prisoner alone? Where is the rest of the escort?" She had found a new interest.
Kay... Think I killed the 10 sentence thing. :/ But it's always a while till I can post again. XD
December 10th, 2010, 06:38 PM
"I came upon him upon the road, or rather he came upon me. I am no knight; merely one trying to piece together a puzzle." Tahl answered
"Yet you're missing many pieces it seems."
"Nevermind mind my business, what of you? A young one as yourself? It is not safe for a lady to travel unaccompanied." Maya smiled a cold stream.
"I am the one who is unsafe to others-particularly to those who presume." The old man chuckled.
"A bit of twig for protection? What of that?"
"Keep pushing your fortune and you'll find out." Another cold smile, the old man smirked in reply Maya turned back to Tahl.
"I originally came upon you for some directions. Yet I wonder if I've found them."
"Where would that be?" Tahl said. He was getting irritated. What Maya said did not improve his mood.
"Wither thou goes, so will I, at least for now; you amuse and intrigue me."
Last edited by Sonja Ravenscroft; December 10th, 2010 at 09:23 PM.
December 10th, 2010, 09:11 PM
The old man sniggered that gap-toothed smile of his. "Aye, she's a fearsome one, ent she?" He seemed almost... tranced, or distant from this world. Maybe he just thought himself above the scene. Afterall, Tahl had found him in the Bonewood. He'd likely seen all sorts there.
"I neither need nor want you to come." Tahl grumbled, looking sideways at the strange man.
"'Lest she might find out you are keeping me prisoner for no good reason."
Tahl frowned. He may have been pushing his luck, but it was all he had. There had been bandits in the foothills surrounding the Bonewood, Bandits that had attacked the Duke's estate. This man could have been a Bandit... If Tahl told the Duke he had only deserted to bring him the leader, he would be forgiven.
If this old man could pass for a leader. He didn't know what he was. Smoe kind of sarcastic hermit?
Maya studied them. "It was not an invitation." She began to walk. The cane seemed useless, as she was not a particularly old woman. "Am I to understand we shall be dining at Court, tonight?"
Tahl eyed her. "How did you know?" He frowned. People who knew things were bad omens for him. People who knew things might one day know about Keith.
Just trying to piece it together. I mean, we had a lot of skips and jumps.
And may I ask people to try their hardest - I know it can't be perfect - to keep characters how they appear. Making someone who seemed not to be worried at all, for example, shudder, doesn't seem to fit the character.
December 10th, 2010, 09:21 PM
Agreed, I think we're all trying to figure out who the characters are and what's "going on" as it were (I call my bad on the shudder ). Have since gone and edited the shutter part and replaced with a smirk-more befitting of the not worried gent.
Originally Posted by Luya Sevrein
I'm starting to see some forming here, and I am getting some ideas, keeping things in line.
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December 10th, 2010, 09:26 PM
Originally Posted by Sonja Ravenscroft
I'm trying to keep Maya how you made her, though. She seems calm and collected and oddly polite considering her bluntness. Unsure of her goals, but that's the fun!
Tahl seems determined, but young and making mistakes, unsure of himself sometimes.
The old man seems... Trippy. XD Sarcastic, care-free.
As for the Duke, he hasn't had much development, apart from that he get's angry and is serious and traditional, I guess? Lorne is just jealous and hot-headed. x) So far!
December 10th, 2010, 09:37 PM
Maya stode oneward with Tahl and the old man. Tahl seemed distracted, the old man just enjoying an afternoon walk.
"Do you have a name, old man?" She asked.
"We all have names, milady." Maya saw it was pointless to ask further. The prisoner almost didnt' seem to know, or care, he was a prisoner. And his captor really was not relishing the added company, She though perhaps a gesture might help. She pulled out a small waterskin and took a drink. She offered to to Tahl.
"Would you like a drink?" Tahl glared at her warily. "I can assure you it's not poisoned."
December 10th, 2010, 09:40 PM
December 10th, 2010, 09:51 PM
The small company of three came to a hault. Tahl looked at the women, and then back to the Old Man, though if he had an opinion he didn't voice it. Instead, he asked, "Am I invited in on this roadside deal?"
Tahl sniffed the bottle, and as he was taking in the fresh scent a voice spoke to him. "Trusting in strange women, are we?" He asked. "Assurances never did save lies." Keith's voice was thin and far away. Tahl often wondered how he communicated with him when he was not physical near, how his voice was almost a whisper, like air. He had never had anyone to teach him the art of summoning and diplomacy amoung demons - though he guessed there was none.
Just for the sheer sake of being defiant - and the fact he did not trust Keith, he drank and passed the skin to the prisoner.
The young woman stood at her window, hands stretched to the wind. She had invoked the powerful creature which bound all things, which gently blew leaves or uprooted trees, which offered a man a soft embrace or sent him to his death.
When she was one with the wind, she had once felt unsteady, with her heart pounding in her chest. Now, the sensation swelled inside her and made her feel weightless, listening to the rush of leaves, water and whispers. She used it as the Royal Mages did, a way of scouting.
The gentle morning breeze found the words of the three companions, and swept them back to Lorne, landing, as if into her palm. She backed away from the wnidow and slammed a shutter, making a childish huffing sound.
Then, she went to the Duke. "Seems you can call off your assassins, MiLord. Our traitor is coming home."
Sorry for the length. D:
Odd makes them more fun.
Last edited by Luya Sevrein; December 10th, 2010 at 09:54 PM.
December 12th, 2010, 10:27 PM
"Get Down." yelled Tahl as he pulled Maya down beside him.
Fire like an ocean wave tumbled towards them. The crazy old man raised his hand and whispered something incomprehensible and the fire came to an abrupt halt. He approached the wall of flame and gently placed his hand against it. Like a living thing the flame writhed under the touch as if, impossibly, the touch caused it pain. The old man's face changed quickly, a terrifying look of controlled fury, as he slid his hand into the wall of fire and PUSHED the wall back with remarkable speed. The wall of death raced back upon its creators leaving a swath of devastation in its wake.
"It is safe to rise now." said the old man. The whimsical care free face replaced with iron.
"What are you?" Tahl asked feeling both confused and vulnerable.
"He is Sorcerii." Maya whispered in hushed tones.
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December 13th, 2010, 09:51 AM
Tahl got unsteadily to his feet, feeling Maya using him to raise herself as she spoke. He noticed that the metal cuffs were broken, and looked down in confusion. "When did he do that?.." He turned on Maya, "Did you see him do that?"
Maya looked, then offered him a smile that gave nothing away.
Tahl frowned. He felt as if he knew nothing at all. He pointed a finger at the old man, metal chain dangling from his hands. "What is a Sorcerii? Explain yourself!"
Oddly, the old man only took his hand and re-attached the links of the chain, letting his hands fall back to his sides. "I believe I am the Leader of the Bandits plaguing your Lords estate, young Master." His smile had returned. It made Tahl feel unbalanced, how quickly his facial expressions changed. Iron, blank, bleak, cheerful... All in a snap.
He tried to ignore him. "That's why you were in the Bonewood... You're no old man, are you? You can look after yourself." He whispered.
Maya smirked. "Actually, I think you'll find he created the threats that plague the Bonewood." She explained. "Rather than defending himself from them. There's a Legend in my parts, the Nameless man - erased himself from Legend and hid away." Tahl looked back and fourth, as she confronted the man. "You did not want to be found, did you?"
The old man was iron again. "Well, she certainly is smarter than you." He told Tahl.
Last edited by Luya Sevrein; December 13th, 2010 at 09:54 AM.
December 13th, 2010, 10:02 AM
I am really digging this!!
December 13th, 2010, 11:02 AM
"The Nameless Man. Often used as a way to get children to behave, for the Nameless one would come and make any naughty child one of his. Or become part of him, depending on the variation." Maya looked at the old man. "Can you manage all elements?" The old man smirked.
"I am who I am, milady. Shall we continue?" He chuffed a quiet laugh. Maya shrugged while Tahl was mentally trying to get control.
"Nameless men can remain nameless, who threw the fire? Those talents are heavily restricted." He started forward, then remembered his companions. He turned back to Maya. "I don't know your road, but I doubt it includes this, you're free to go on your way."
"I'm also free to accompany you, which I choose. Or would you rather leave a poor defenseless woman alone? That doesn't bode well for one of your standing." That cold little grin again, rimmed with icicles. Tahl cursed. He was losing control of the situation. The time for riddles was later; pulling the old man he moved onward with Maya to find the origin of the fire.
December 13th, 2010, 11:03 AM
As we are getting familar with the characters, a really curious little story is starting to take shape-I'm like this as well
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