Wrath of the Dragonkin
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		<h2 id="linktree">Non-Adult Sandbox =&gt; Non-Adult Roleplays =&gt; Topic started by: Lady Jenn on January 12, 2015, 07:00:32 pm</h2>
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				Title: <strong>Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 12, 2015, 07:00:32 pm</strong>
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				Vennar was a tall, raven-haired, middle-aged blacksmith who stood over an anvil, beating his newest sword into shape, occasionally looking over his shoulder towards the doorway to his forge. His children were yet to return, and after what had happened to his brother he feared for them being out alone in the city.<br><br>He picked up the sword, giving it a few practice swings and smiling as he saw that it was perfect as usual. This one was intended for a special use however, one he had long expected to come but had still dreaded. He walked over to where a small painting of a beautiful young woman hung, kneeling down in front of it and closing his eyes for a moment, before looking up at the image.<br><br>"I am sorry Ainur," he said quietly. "I have failed you. I promised I would protect our children from the wars that scarred this world, but now I fear they have no choice in the matter. I would go myself but...at my age I fear I would not make it. They don't realise the task I am about to give to them though."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>January 15, 2015, 08:03:40 am</strong>
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				( Ooc please refresh my memory of what my character is to do before I post. Lol I forgot again. Sorry! )
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>January 16, 2015, 07:18:59 am</strong>
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				The Princess Calista hurries to her fathers side and she gazes at him worriedly with hed emerald green eyes looking up at him.<br><br>" Father, what's the matter? What's going on?" <br><br>The girl of age 18 just doesn't understand qhy daddy just stays there gazing longingly at the statue. <br><br>( I'll have longer post once I get into the character. )
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 16, 2015, 08:50:33 am</strong>
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				He snapped out of his trance when she heard her voice, turning around and pulling her into an embrace.<br><br>"My apologies Calista," he said as he rested his head on hers. "I was just thinking about-" he stopped at the sound of a loud rapping at the door, letting her go and grabbing the large blacksmith's hammer hanging from the wall. "Wait here," he said to her as he approached the door, opening it tentatively. He lowered it with a laugh when he saw the old woman in a long green cloak who was stood outside, who stepped inside when he stood aside. "Carolina, I nearly killed you, I thought the guards had come for me."<br><br>"That is understandable," Carolina replied with a smile. "Is Callista re-" She paused when she saw Callista in the room. "She doesn't know does she?" she sighed when Vennar nodded. "Must I explain everything in this accursed town?" She walked over to Callista, taking her hands in her own wrinkled pair. "Child, I doubt you remember me, we last saw each other when you were very young. I am sorry to tell you this but...your uncle is dead, at the hands of Myraz's men."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2015, 08:44:41 am</strong>
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				Princess Calista stands closer to her father and her eyes are filled with worry and concerns. The girk eyes the lady speaking to her and she nods with a faint sad smile at her lips.<br><br>" Yez. M'lady. I remember you, your my aunt?" <br>A saddness washes over the young Princess at the news of her deceased Uncle.<br><br>" I'm so sorry for Uncle's passing. How can I help?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2015, 08:51:25 am</strong>
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				"I had hoped we could wait longer for this, but I fear we have already waited too long," Carolina said as Vennar swept a table clear so she could lay a map out. It showed the regions to the north of the city, which spread far beyond the realms of the old forest to the north of them. "Myraz has remained in power due to something he stole from the dragons of the north, if we are to end his tyranny we will have to go directly to them and ask them for aid. Unfortunately...you are the only person we can ask, most others are too old or work for the king."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2015, 05:36:32 am</strong>
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				" I'll do my best to help with this, what do I do, where do I go and when do I leave? " <br><br>Princess Calista has so many questions but no time in waisting to ask them or to have them answered.<br><br>" May I take my trusted friends who are guards and friends with me" ?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2015, 01:21:21 pm</strong>
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				"You'll have to go there," Ariadne said, pointing to the far north of the map where a mountain range spread across the whole of the northern section of the map. "It's called Dragonblight, but to get there you'll have to pass through lands full of orcs, trolls and...far worse."<br><br>"You'll have to do this alone," Vennar said with a sigh. "At least, you can't risk taking anyone from this city coming with you. There are almost certainly other allies you can find along the way."<br><br>"Get onto the back of my cart," Ariadne said to Callista. "I will be out shortly, but you and my father have matters to discuss before you leave."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2015, 08:23:59 pm</strong>
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				Calista frowns that she can't bring her own guards and friends with her. A sigh escapes her and she nods her head sadly. She has never been on a journey alone ! This is all so very frightening and exciting at the same time! <br><br>" Yes M' lady. "<br>Her breaking heart is filled with wonder and sadness as she climbs into the cart as ordered.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 23, 2015, 06:15:15 am</strong>
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				After a few minutes Carolina stepped out, pulling her cloak around her tightly, before climbing onto the front of the cart.<br><br>"Listen very carefully," she whispered. "That rug has an invisibility enchantment placed on it, as long as you remain underneath it you will avoid the guards spotting you. I will tell you when it is safe to come out." She set off, heading for the main gate. She had remained undisturbed until she reached the guards at the gate who stopped her progress. "Captain, I hope everything is okay," she said to the young man who walked up.<br><br>"Of course m'lady," the man replied. "Just a routine check for any undesirables. Anything there?" he asked a guard who had walked to the back of the cart.<br><br>"No captain," the guard replied. "Looks like just food and clothing."<br><br>"Then apologies for the hold up," the captain said, bowing and signalling to open the gate.<br><br>"You can come out now," Carolina said when she had finally ridden far enough from the city that they would be unseen. "I have two gifts to give you to aid your journey." They had stopped next to a large, forbidding looking forest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>January 23, 2015, 09:08:50 am</strong>
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				" Yes M'm ." <br><br>Calista climbs into the cart and the girl hides under the rug. She remains utterly silent and Calista doesn't move at all.<br><br>Several minutes went by and then she got out from under the rug , then out of the cart.<br><br>" Where are we? "<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 23, 2015, 02:10:53 pm</strong>
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				"The Forest of Shadows is its human name," Carolina replied. "It has an Elvish name but I have long since forgotten how to pronounce it." She reached into the back of the cart and pulled out an intricately detailed, jewel-encrusted sheath. "This is the Dawnhammer Blade, forged many centuries ago by the great Elven blacksmiths to mark an ancient alliance. Not only does this have few equals in a fight there are many people you will meet who will gladly swear allegiance to you simply because you carry this." She handed it to Callista before reaching back to pull out a red-coloured gem on a necklace. "This is a Dragonsblood gem, this has two uses: it will glow when a dragon is nearby and it will also enable you to understand their language." She got down off the cart and hung the gem around her neck. "Listen very carefully, do no under any circumstances stray off the path in that forest, there are wolves and far worse that call that place home. And find an elven ally if you can, if you discover an elf called Ariadne tell her Carolina sent you to her."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>January 24, 2015, 11:44:05 am</strong>
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				Princess Calista tries to not be afraid, but it's only natural that she is and the young nervous woman nods her head at what Camelia is explaining to her.<br><br>" I understand and I'll do as you have instructed me to do. I'll miss you all and I won't let you down." <br><br>As they said their goodbye's for now, the girl gathers up the provisions and whatever else she will need on this journey, two small satchel's for her to carry. Calista doesn't look back at Camelia and she makes her way into the unknown forest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 24, 2015, 02:56:23 pm</strong>
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				As she enters the forest a cloaked figure is watching her from behind a tree, a quiver full of arrows slung over their shoulder and a fearsome looking bow in one hand. For a moment it observed the newcomer curiously, until it saw what was prowling nearby: a huge wolf which had evidently chosen its next meal. But before the wolf could strike the figure launched an arrow, the wolf killed mid-leap and landing next to Callista's feet.<br><br>"Who are you?" the figure called out as a second green-feathered arrow appeared on the bowstring, pointed straight at Callista. "What child would dare enter Sin'lei at this hour of night alone?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>January 26, 2015, 04:35:12 pm</strong>
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				Princess Calista jumps a bit started at the sudden appearance of the wolf and of being nearly attacked, she trembles nervously.<br><br>" I am Princess Calista, and I'm on a journey to help my kingdom. Who are you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 26, 2015, 04:43:22 pm</strong>
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				"That is of no..." the figure started saying until it saw the sheath Callista was carrying. "Great Gaia, where did you get that blade?" The figure stepped out from behind the tree, pulling its hood back to reveal a beautiful, silver-haired female elf. "My name is Ariadne...I am one of the last members of the Dawnhammer bloodline, we had thought that blade lost to history. If you're here..." She reached for her own sword. "Did Myraz send you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>January 27, 2015, 01:49:20 am</strong>
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				Calista jumps back startled and she quirks brows up at the elf.<br><br>" My father and Lady Camelia gave it to me. Yes, that's who sent me. As I stated, I'm Princess Calista. Pleasure to meet you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 27, 2015, 08:42:00 am</strong>
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				"Carolina..." Ariadne said, pausing for a moment. "She would not send you here on Myraz's orders." Suddenly a howl was heard from somewhere in the distance, Ariadne walking over and extracting the arrow from the dead wolf. "We aren't safe here, the rest of his pack will be here soon. You can spend the night in my camp." She grabbed Callista's hand, weaving through the undergrowth until they reached a small clearing, which contained a hammock strung between two trees, a small pool of water and little else. Ariadne hung her bow and quiver from a nearby branch. "Few humans would attempt to cross this forest by day, nevermind night, what was so urgent that Carolina could not wait?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>January 27, 2015, 06:13:27 pm</strong>
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				Calista tells the story of what brings her this way and the reason for this journey.<br><br>" But, you live in this....."<br><br>She didn't get to finish what she was asking because Calista is suddenly pulled to another direction. The poor girl is lost, confused, afraid and worried.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 27, 2015, 06:48:18 pm</strong>
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				"I know what to do," Ariadne said, a determined look crossing her face. "I can help you get out of here, but we will have to wait till morning." She took a cup and filled it from the pool, handing it to Callista. "This water is purer than anything you will find this far north of the Crystal Sea. You can sleep in my hammock, we elves are happy to sleep on the floor against a tree if we must." She undid her cloak, dropping it onto the floor. This revealed a tunic with belts crossing her chest, which contained a series of fearsome looking daggers. More noticeable were the jewellery around her neck: one was an elaborate medallion covered in strange writing, the other was a smaller, silver locket which she had positioned near to her heart. When she realised it was visible she self-consciously tucked it back under her tunic.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>January 28, 2015, 05:15:16 pm</strong>
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				"I don't understand any of this. I was just informed of all of this today. Thank you, for being kind to me and for helping me."<br>She says with a nod and she takes the cup, then drinks the water, then handing the now empty cup back to her.<br><br>"Thank you, but I can sleep on the floor."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 28, 2015, 06:33:35 pm</strong>
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				"If someone attacks it is better I am near my bow," Ariadne replied. "That hammock exists for when I feel lonely at night, I would feel more comfortable with you asleep in the hammock." She approached the edge of the clearing, beginning to utter something under her breath in a strange language. When she was done the air around them shimmered for a moment. "This is a protection charm, anything approaches this camp I will know in plenty of time."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>February 02, 2015, 06:10:51 pm</strong>
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				" Alright. I understand and thanks." <br><br>She is looking up more and more to this protector lady with respect and Calista climbs up in into the hammock.<br>Unfortunately, she doesn't have a very peaceful slumber of a sleep.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 02, 2015, 07:06:26 pm</strong>
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				In the morning Ariadne was putting a tunic over the dress she always wore under her armour, momentarily forgetting she had company as she put her range of daggers in their sheaths. Within her eyesight, but out of the view of Callista, was a small shrine within which lay a painting of a raven-haired woman.<br><br>"Wake up Callista," Ariadne said, softly brushing her cheek. "We have much to do today and not long to do it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2015, 03:51:05 pm</strong>
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				Calista hasn't slept much and she yawns while covering her mouth with her right hand, then she rubs the semi sleep out of her eyes with both hands.<br><br>" Morning and I'm awake. I've been awake for hours, couldn't sleep." <br><br>Calista gets up and she straightened whatever needed to be straightened up on and around the hammock.<br><br>" Alright, I'm ready, what do we need to do?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2015, 03:55:51 pm</strong>
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				"We can't cover this forest on foot," Ariadne replied as she slung her bow over her shoulder. "There's a man who keeps horses a short distance from here, we can go to him first then head out of here."<br><br>She grabbed a map she had hiding in an alcove and spread it on the ground.<br><br>"The best we can do before nightfall is to reach Dermer, the old trading town just north of the edge of the forest, we can make a more solid plan once we've found a place to stay there."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>February 07, 2015, 08:42:13 am</strong>
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				" Dermer, father has told me of the town."<br><br>She nods her head and relief washes over her, the girl is an expert horse rider.<br><br>" Finally, something I'm good at, riding horses."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 08, 2015, 02:28:56 pm</strong>
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				"You haven't seen the horses my friend has," she said with a laugh, before leading her through to a large clearing, in the centre of which was a small house. Ariadne stopped outside the door. "Sarak, an old friend has come to visit you."<br><br>"I don't like visitors," came a voice from inside the house as the door opened to reveal a tall, aging, blind man. He reached out, meeting Ariadne's hand on which was a strange ring, smiling as he felt the ring. "Princess, my apologies, I did not realise who it was."<br><br>"That's fine old friend," Ariadne replied, smiling herself. "We need horses, are yours ready?"<br><br>"Of course," the man replied. "Silver has been missing her mistress." He lead them over to a smaller clearing where four horses lived. One stood out, a huge, powerful looking black horse.<br><br>"I've missed you old friend," Ariadne said, approaching the black horse, who nuzzled her affectionately. "Choose whichever you want of the others," she said to Callista.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>February 13, 2015, 03:51:12 pm</strong>
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				Calista just lets the two chat since they are old friends.<br><br>She nods her head and arches her brows at the lady being a Princess as well.<br><br>Calista greets the man with a curtsey and she nods her head again.<br><br>" Thank you, sir and nice to meet you."<br><br>Calista then goes off to pick the horse that she wishes to ride.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 13, 2015, 04:10:58 pm</strong>
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				"You should feel honoured to be in the presence of Silver," Ariadne said as she jumped onto the horse. "She is the last of the great Elven steeds to be born this side of the Southern Seas, she has no match for speed or endurance in the world."<br><br>"And one of the few creatures you have ever loved," Sarak said, squeezing Ariadne's hand. He found his way carefully over to Callista. "Keep an eye on her," he whispered. "She is not as strong as she acts, she may need you as much as you need her."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>February 18, 2015, 12:02:00 pm</strong>
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				" Don't worry, I'll take good care of Sliver&nbsp; and thank you for helping us."<br>She nods her head to Ariadne 's comment of Silver and she waited for them to continue on their journey.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 18, 2015, 12:30:07 pm</strong>
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				"Follow me," Ariadne said as she turned Silver north. "We are going to have to ride hard and fast if we are to reach the inn by nightfall, make sure you follow my route exactly. I know this forest better than anyone else."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>February 23, 2015, 05:49:44 pm</strong>
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				"Yes, M' Lady." <br><br>Princess Calista replied as she climbed onto her horse and she rides off behind her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 24, 2015, 08:07:46 am</strong>
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				Just as the sun was going down they reached the town, Ariadne leading them to an old inn, in front of which was a young man who was half-asleep, leaning on an old spear. A faint smile crossed Ariadne's face as she saw him.<br><br>"I was told this inn was guarded by a great warrior," she said to Callista, pretending to ignore the other.<br><br>"Hey, I'm-" the young man started to say as he sprung up before grinning as he saw Ariadne getting down from her horse. "It has been far too long m'lady, you are as beautiful as ever."<br><br>"And you are as cheeky as ever," Ariadne replied, hugging him and ruffling his hair playfully. "Take our horses to the stable and tell your father we must speak to him urgently."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>February 28, 2015, 08:35:52 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Calista simply watches the exchange of words and actions. The Princess nods a polite greeting to the woman's friend and she climbs down off of her horse <br><br>She stands next to her companion and waits to go inside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 01, 2015, 03:24:27 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That was Carl," Ariadne said as she got them a drink each and found a seat in a quiet part of the inn. "The innkeeper isn't really his father, I found him in the forest as a baby by his real parents' bodies. What they were doing there or what happened to them I do not know, but the innkeeper has raised him like the son he never had."<br><br>"One day I will have to tell him the truth," an aging man said as he walked over and took the spare seat at the table. "It is good to see you again Ariadne, Carl tells me you wanted to talk." He gave a sweet smile to Callista. "Since our mutual friend has forgotten to introduce us I am Derrin, the owner of this fine establishment," he said, taking Callista's hand and kissing it. "What brings you two this far north?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>March 02, 2015, 07:35:49 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Calista flashes a a shy smile towards the man and she gives a polite courtesy. <br><br>" It's a pleasure to meet you, Sir and thanks for assisting us."<br><br>She let Ariadne answer his latter question.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 03, 2015, 08:11:24 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We are visiting the dragons," Ariadne replied. "The time for Myraz's fall is long overdue, but I have not ventured north of here in a very long time. What is waiting for us?"<br><br>"Beyond the Badlands you most likely know better than me," Derrin said with a laugh. "The Orcs on the other hand are lead by a particularly nasty new ruler known as Bloodfang. Considering you cannot avoid the Badlands I would advise you tread very carefully."<br><br>"Let's hope we don't run into him then," Ariadne said, starting to laugh before stopping suddenly. "Derrin, when were you going to tell us you have company?"<br><br>"This is an inn," Derrin replied. "I always have customers."<br><br>"Yes, but most of them don't give off large amounts of magic," Ariadne persisted. "Who are they?"<br><br>"I had hoped I had done a better job of hiding her," Derrin said with a sigh. "I can take you to her but...you must swear you will tell no-one."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>March 12, 2015, 06:18:15 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				-Ooc Never mind, I'll just post here after work.-
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 12, 2015, 03:16:24 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&lt;I don't mind emailing if it's easier :-)&gt;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2015, 08:48:50 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Princess Calista simply listens to them talk and discuss things while she stands there quietly and patiently.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2015, 10:02:05 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Follow me," he said, leading them behind the bar and upstairs to a corridor which was deathly quiet. He reached the door at the end of the corridor and knocked.<br><br>"I thought we had made it clear we were to be left undisturbed?" came a gruff voice from the other side of the door.<br><br>"Your mistress will want to meet these visitors," Derrin replied. There was the sound of floor boards creaking behind the door and it opened to reveal a tall, brown-skinned young man whose face was covered in strange tattoo-like markings. "How is she Terdil?"<br><br>"The same as the last time you asked about visitors," Terdil grunted. "I'm not allowing you to disturb her, she-"<br><br>"SHE can speak for herself youngling," came a frail voice from somewhere behind him. "Now let them past." Terdil moved aside to reveal a sight which made Ariadne gasp with surprise. A beautiful but aged and fragil-looking woman was lying on the bed, silver hair draped over her shoulders and a pair of silver eyes watching from beneath heavy eyelids.<br><br>"Calista, this..." Ariadne paused as she tried to gather her thoughts. "This is no elf, this is one of the Sidhe, they were thought dead centuries ago, few elves have met one, nevermind humans."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2015, 11:40:38 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Caliata curtseys to everyone and she looks around curiously but also shyly.<br><br>" It's a pleasure to meet you all." <br><br>She feels very honoured to be here and a faint nervous at that. She is also missing her home and she tries to not let that part be known.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 22, 2015, 04:53:18 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Take a seat," the Sidhe said, indicating two chairs placed either side of the bed. "I fear I bring news of interest to both of you."<br><br>"You speak of the lands north of the Orcs?" Ariadne asked.<br><br>"Word has come to my kin of a great gathering of the dragonkin to the north, it is rumoured that the Lord of the Dragons plans to march south, and he is sending the Dawnstorm ahead of him sooner than we had hoped," she coughed suddenly, turning to Ariadne and the men. "Leave us, I would speak to Callista alone." The others reluctantly left, closing the door behind them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>April 18, 2015, 02:57:26 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Calista takes a seat on the right side of the bed and she listens intently at what's being said to them. A heavy sigh escapes her and she arches her brows when her friend , along with the men are asked to leave the room. Thusly, this peeksvthe Princess's attention greatly.<br><br>" What do you wish to speak with me about?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 18, 2015, 03:11:41 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Child, I have little time so I will be quick," she said taking a moment to try and breathe easier. "Ariadne's strength is a mask she wears to protect you as much as her. Before this journey is out you will discover her secret but...you cannot force it from her. There is a reason she wears a locket beneath her armour."<br><br>As she felt a coughing fit setting in she sat up slightly, taking a sip of the water beside her bed.<br><br>"Do not dally long on the road," she continued. "The Dawnstorm will travel at speed once they have been released, and trust no-one. There are few north of the Badlands who will aid creatures such as you." She laid back on the bed. "Now, leave me...my time in this world is coming to an end, and the passing of a Sidhe is not for the eyes of any but my kind."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>April 25, 2015, 10:16:08 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Calista nods her head and she heaves a sigh, with a worried, and a sad&nbsp; &nbsp;gaze is lingering within in her eyes. <br><br>" Thank you for your kindness and explaining things to me, may you rest in peace." <br><br>She didn't completely understand what all was going on and the Princess stands and she leaves the room quietly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 25, 2015, 02:11:37 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I've made a room for you at the end of the hall," Derrin, who was sat on a chair a short distance from the door, said. "The other two have gone to bed." He walked towards the door to his room, stopping and turning to face her. "Tell me what you want to eat in the morning, I can't imagine you and the other two have similar diets."<br><br>A short distance down the hall Ariadne had left her door open in case, but was asleep on the bed, her sword close to hand and two trinkets just visible beneath her hair. Other than the sound of Derrin going to bed the inn was eerily quiet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Temptress</strong> on <strong>June 06, 2015, 05:00:07 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Calista nods her head with a tired yaen followed by answering Derrin in a soft tone of voice.<br><br>" Eggs and toast will be fine, or whatever you have. Thank you."<br><br>The girl is missing her family and she falls onto the bed with her door open too, her weapons are placed on the night stand by the bed and the Princess falls asleep upon the bed in her attire that she arrived in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wrath of the Dragonkin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 06, 2015, 05:06:26 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In the morning Ariadne woke up, finding Derrin and Terdil had already gone downstairs. She walked softly into Callista's room, kissing her cheek lightly.<br><br>"I'll make sure your breakfast is ready," she whispered. "We can't wait too long here though."<br><br>She went downstairs, taking her breakfast outside so that she could help Terdil prepare the horses for the journey.
			</dd>
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