For the Crown ~ The City of Theiri
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				Title: <strong>For the Crown ~ The City of Theiri</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 06:06:50</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The City Of Theiri</strong></span></span></div><br><div class="floatright">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lo9-0IF3w6E/TH0rOiJ9y8I/AAAAAAAABnk/6329aMFEt14/s1600/Circular-Abbey.jpg)</div>The castle of Theiri lays in the center of the city a hedge maze separating it from the rest of a city and the city crowded up towards it competing with itself to draw ever nearer. Behind the castle under ground markets could be found. It was where the orphanage now closed was and it fast becoming a slum area where crime was starting to take root.<br><br>To the right was the famous bath of Theiri where men and woman alike were there to service those who required it. It was a sensual place the most of the citizens took advantage of. There was a large outdoor pool were one could swim in cool clear water that was deep enough to dive in or there were indoor pools of warmed water that was scented with a new flower each day often petals could be found floating on the surface of the water, steam thick in the air.<br><br>To the right was the artists court where shops lined the narrow street and some of the best artist in the world could be found creating. A wall stood in the back and was covered in painting and verses a standing monument showing the wealth of talent that pasted threw this city. The area widened out slowly and then quickly opened into a large stage where actors pranced singing and dancing for the amusement of the Theiri people. <br><br>A pleasure house greeted travelers. A large spiralling building with an open build that allowed glimpses of it's patrons and workers either in a passionate embrace or partaking in some of Theiri's export of choice. Sweet smelling smoke often could be smelled coming from this establishment. A grand hotel competed across the street from the pleasure<div class="floatleft">(http://www.ayf.com/images/West%20MW/Amphitheater.JPG)</div> house that had a range of rooms from basic amenity's to something befitting the grandest lord that didn't hold the monarchs favor at the moment.<br><br>Close to the Castle grand houses flanked the openings to the maze competing with eachother in lavish stylings. Gardens overwhelmed the small gates, fountains sprayed droplets of water into the air and a rainbow of colors threatened to overwhelm the senses. Music could always be heard on the streets and vendors abandon their scattered market places to roam the streets with their wears calling out to people half preforming to gain peoples notice and get them to buy their wears.<br><br>A specialty market place was crowded near the center of the city where&nbsp; high end items could be found. Weavers created cloth of gold and silver and seamstresses created clothing so lavish only the royalty of the kingdom could afford it. Perfumes sented the air and promised to entice men to any woman driving them insane with lust. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: For the Crown ~ The City of Theiri</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomShark</strong> on <strong>14-07-2011, 09:07:59</strong>
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				<div align="center">***</div><br>Eyes growled as she reached the Palace wall, and Sanguine stopped close behind her. The sound of guards below, told Sanguine he was at the wall. Casting the metal orb in front of himself to test where there was ground to walk on, Sanguine made his way along the wall.<br><br>San threw the orb out from the wall several times, almost as though he was fishing. When the heavy wad of metal finally struck something San recognized as a rooftop, he turned to his hound and smiled.<br><br>“How do the legs feel, old girl?” Sanguine asked, taking her harness again. “Let’s go for a little roof run.”<br><br>Eyes yelped and whined as Sanguine tossed her from the wall onto the nearby rooftop, following closely behind her with a practiced leap. Both Eyes and San ran across the roof as fast as they could, heading toward the city gate through which the Aserits were bound to arrive. At the edge of each roof, Eyes would bark and San would throw his orb. Once he located the next roof, San would throw his wolf and leap after her.<br><br>Soon, the duo reached the gates and Eyes gladly allowed Sanguine to lower her to the ground. Both sat on the dirt road, facing the gate. They would wait here for the royal procession to arrive and then San would make his report directly to Lord Henrik. No page, courier or messenger would ever be trusted with one of Sanguine’s correspondences.<br><br><div align="center">***</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: For the Crown ~ The City of Theiri</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>01-08-2011, 00:28:41</strong>
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				(http://i870.photobucket.com/albums/ab264/Kiros-kun/yuffie2.jpg)<br><br>Lenally had barely spoken since her rather public whipping. It never ceased to amaze her how her mother knew just how to make a point but even so, Lenally was not happy. Not only was she depressed at the fact that she would more than likely be left behind, never to see her beloved brother again, but that the very thing she'd fought against was still going to happen.<br><br>She was going to be married off to keep two kingdoms from killing each other. She saw her dreams of being a fighter starting to die, and nothing would cheer her.<br><br>She scowled a-plenty however, and sulked as she attempted to sit comfortably despite her still sore behind. As she saw the gates of Theiri approaching, she looked at her brother, desperate. <br><br>"Please...Henrik, don't let them leave me! I don't want to marry because they can't stop themselves from fighting any other way!" Lenally is sure to keep her voice down, so that only her brother could hear it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For the Crown ~ The City of Theiri</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomShark</strong> on <strong>01-08-2011, 08:54:44</strong>
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				Hours bled into lazy days and thrilling nights within the city of Theiri. The king had passed away and the entire city was mourning in its own way. The taverns and gambling halls were packed, rumors flew in every direction and through it all Sanguine sewed the seeds of discontent.<br><br>During the day, Sanguine explored the shops and smiths of Theiri. Making certain his armor and arms were all honed and repaired to their optimum abilities. He even paid a tailor to cut a suit just for him, though San had no clue exactly what the overall impression might display, he felt confident that for the price he’d paid, none would question his sensibilities among polite society.<br><br>Eyes disagreed that the expensive suit would be a winner.<br><br>The nights became a reliable opportunity to fleece drunken braggarts out of their coins. Sanguine always had a talent for games of chance, calculating as he was, the subtlety of chance and odds appealed to him. But due to the sheer nature of gambling, San greatly preferred to play with his own set of specially loaded dice to gambling on sheer chance.<br><br>“Come on Reynold, we’ve been at this all night, why not take what you’ve got left and buy yourself some breakfast?” Sanguine pleaded, the dice game had lasted all night and into the day. “We both need to get some sleep before the Aserit party arrives.”<br><br>“Bullshit!” Reynold spat back, “I’ll be damned before I let myself get swindled by a blind fool!”<br><br>The red-faced man shoved the remainder of his coins forward into the center of the table, it sounded like three-quarters of a gold coin, but Sanguine counted anyway. He sighed as he held up the cup and the pair of dice, the cup in one hand and the dice between two fingers on the other.<br><br>“Watch carefully.”<br><br>San threw his arms at each other, whipping the dice into the cup and slapping it down on the table hard. He listened as the dice rattled to a stop under the leather cup. A four and a three, Odd number. Sanguine had been trying to lose back enough to the man that he could feed himself some solid food to top off all the booze he’d consumed, but some people just won’t leave until they’ve lost everything. San just wanted to get this over with.<br><br>“Even!” Reynold declared, slamming his fist on the table between them, staring into sightless eyes. “No, wait! Odd! No! Even!”<br><br>“Which is it?” Sanguine asked flatly, trying so hard not to lose patience with the foolish drunk.<br><br>“Even! Definitely even.” Reynold said conclusively, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms over his chest.<br><br>San lifted the cup, showing Reynold that he’d lost. Cheating hadn’t even been necessary to finish off this guy’s pouch. Just then, the sound of horse hooves and rolling carriages came into the dusty tavern from outside. This place had been chosen due to its proximity to the city gates. The Aserits were arriving at last.<br><br>“Better luck next time Rey.” Sanguine smirked, sweeping the coins and trinkets off the table, stowing away his dice safely. “That’s my ride.”<br><br>San straightened his suit as he stood up, which only made Eyes whine and cover her snout with her paw. Both strode out to meet the procession, doing their mutual best to look distinguished. They approached the procession hoping to be recognized right away, they were not.<br><br>“Hold it right there, you lout!” A man shouted from inside an echoing metal helmet and from atop a horse. “Don’t come any closer, what do you think you’re doing?”<br><br>“My name is Sanguine LeChance, I’m trying to deliver a report to Prince Henrik at His Majesty’s own request.” San said loudly, holding his hands up and doing his best to sound “official”. “I humbly request an audience.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: For the Crown ~ The City of Theiri</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>01-08-2011, 15:11:24</strong>
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				No ambushes at all. Somewhat shocking, but gladdening. Of course, they could very well still be offed in the castle itself.&nbsp; His scout must have just ran off with the advance pay; or perhaps he simply got into trouble here. Certainly, that last bit is plausible.<br><br>"I'll try, Lenally. I don't know if I can do anything, but if I see a way to do it, I will do it." He loved his sister, his family too, even if he didn't really show it in obvious ways.&nbsp; If he could find a way to get her out of marriage without causing problems, he would do so. He knew that if she had to be left behind here, she'd die from ennui. <br><br>Hopefully, their would be a princess he could get along with... that arrangement would work. He could live with that. And he could go back to Aserit with her, as that was typically the case when these sorts of things were done; the female went to live with the male, not the other way around.<br><br>It was at that moment he heard a familiar voice, and his name to boot. So, the man was here.&nbsp; Criminy, this should be interesting...<br><br>Henrik deftly rose and moved out of the wagon, as it was conveniently paused for the moment, wearing more or less exactly what he had been wearing when he last saw Sanguine, in the camp he and the Bloody Ravens had made when attacking the bandits in their ruined fortress. That is to say: Breastplate (with a metal guard around the throat) made to order specifically for him, produced by nothing less than the finest smith in his entire nation from the finest of alloyed steel, which was over the top of thick cut cloth padding (in the armor, to keep the edges from digging into his flesh, and to also lessen the blow from blunt weapons), well made, thick traveling clothes, steel-toed traveling boots, thin, supple leather gloves, and his traveling cloak; made from thick cuts of dyed leather, it was a somber black thing. It had a hood, but he didn't wear it. A few stubborn blood stains could be seen on it despite its black coloration.&nbsp; A leather belt with a sheathe on it held his favored sword, a long, broad, double-edged sword that had no frills to it. It was all very simple, but like the armor, made from the finest alloyed steel that Aserit produced, and forged by the finest weaponsmith their country had to offer. And, not noticeable to anybody else, was the small ankle sheathe he wore with a small knife in it. <br><br>"Hold, Grim." He'd call out as he moved forward, having identified the voice of the man that had halted Sanguine's advance.&nbsp; Grim was the only one who was uncouth enough to call a man a lout; Averille might, if she was alone. Grim was ultra-nationalistic; from his perspective, if you weren't an Aserit citizen, you were basically worthless. But he also knew well enough to guard his tongue when they get to the palace.<br><br>"Hello, Mister LeChance," Henrik would greet him, in his usual cold, emotionless voice; even with what is likely to be superior hearing, Sanguine will note no emotional inflection in his voice. It's just not there, and can actually be a bit creepy. "I was expecting you some days ago. What do you have to report?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: For the Crown ~ The City of Theiri</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasper</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 16:55:20</strong>
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				Omar's family reached Theiri kingdom on the fifth day. First they had to traverse through the village that skirted the outside walls of the Theiri castle itself. His eyes were very like a wolf's, as he looked over those who surveyed the Aserit royalty. His posture was maintained, head held high and proud just like a prince's ought to be. Even Eryo is a proud sight, now acting proper, knowing Omar needed to garnish the respect of these people, even if it was a respect birthed from fear. His broad shoulders were padded with light armour, across his back was slung a beautifully crafted bow and a quiver full of arrows and at his hip hung what Omar was most associated with- the notorious battle hammer that gleamed brilliantly in the sunlight. No jewels studded this weapon, no decorative engravings cut through the metal, no- it was not an object of show, it was one of action. As his family neared the white walled castle, Omar kept calm, not letting the concerns bother him, but they <em>were</em> most vulnerable here.
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				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 21:57:27</strong>
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				<strong>As Aserit's percession moved into the city the city seemed to come alive. The crier at the gate announced their anticipate arrival and the word spread like wild fire through the city. Adults peeked threw windows to glimpse the visiting royals their looks everything from awe to hatred and outright fear. Others still came out playing music and singing. A dancer doing flips children running up and down the cramped roads leading closer to the castle as they shouted with joy and excitement lacking their parents fear and hate.&nbsp; It seemed within a few short minutes the whole town knew of the Aserits arrival.</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 22:01:36</strong>
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				Lenally, unused to so much attention and already depressed about several things is quick to pull back. She'd normally start punching faces or kicking teeth in but with her parents so near and having promised Henrik to behave, all she can do is attempt to smile a little. It is forced, but enough to placate most people as they peek inside.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For the Crown ~ The City of Theiri</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 03:05:35</strong>
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				King Archibald approved of his wifes punishment of Lenally. It certainly would let their daughter know that there was to be no messing around at all anymore. He had to mask his grin, especially with how gingerly the girl moved afterwards. But they were soon on their way once more and before he knew it, the City of Theiri loomed in the distance. He called the column to a halt and went over once again that they were all to conduct themselves in an impressionable manner. Immediately everyone perked up - including himself - holding shoulders straighter and chin higher. One had to give an impression of strength and royalty when passing through the streets.<br><br>He took to the front of the Column once more and led the Aeserit Contingent into the City of their enemies. It was as they moved through the streets that a strange man approached and asked for his son by name. Archi caught enough of his sons response to see that the man was an expected visitor. He would have to ask Henrik about that later. But his attention was soon diverted to those people that flocked around them as they entered. He idly wondered if the reception would be as warm if he were riding at the head of a conquering army. The older folk peering from their windows seemed to look at them with fear.<br><br>"Do you see how the people cower at our sight?" He murmurs to his wife, riding astride to him. "How easy would it be to crush them...."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: For the Crown ~ The City of Theiri</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 01:03:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b9/Mirevia.jpg)</div>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Indeed,” Mirevia said with a slight chuckle. “I daresay that this is a generous show of control on our part. They should consider themselves fortunate that we ride with no ill intent.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Upon approaching the city at the head of the convoy with her husband, she had taken the liberty of throwing half her cloak over her right shoulder. She once again wore the sleek and seducing bodice of silk and armor, woven together with fishnets. The lavender cloak that pooled over her left shoulder gave a tantalizing view of her body, while keeping part of it hidden away with a tease. After all, why should the people of Theiri get a full glimpse of her beauty right away?<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Well, what say you my love?” she asked. “Shall we make our presence known to the Queen?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: For the Crown ~ The City of Theiri</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomShark</strong> on <strong>09-08-2011, 11:01:29</strong>
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				Sanguine leaned back as he felt with his foot for the carriage steps, using the handle from the door to help himself inside. Eyes followed him in swiftly, not waiting for an invite. There was another in the carriage as well, San could sense that she was small in stature but not much else, with so many bodies in the small compartment there was no room to bow, but San had seen that Prince Henrik cared little for such formalities.<br><br>"My Prince." San said respectfully, bowing from his neck instead. "I was detained by the Queen Alyssa herself, though I wasn't threatened by her directly, she made it clear that I was not free to leave the city as I pleased."<br><br>San held Eyes' harness tightly, not at all wanting the dog to go wild sniffing at these members of the Aserit royalty. He sat across from Henrik and his companion, tucking his wolf under his legs for safe keeping as he began to deliver his report of Castle Theiri.<br><br>"The queen is clearly running the show, and if the rumors are to be believed she has already incapacitated the king and assumed his power. Though I can assure you that no ambush awaits at the palace, I would strongly caution you and yours to have your food and drink tasted by your servants just in case." Sanguine began, gesturing with his hands as he did his best to frame the Theiri Palace in an honest and helpful light. "The newly acknowledged Princess Juli is a formidable foe as well. She is suspicious and fierce, the Princess ordered me locked in chains within my first few moments within the palace. She moved like someone who has seen the battlefield and could defend herself efficiently in any conflict.”<br><br>Sanguine paused to moisten his lips, considering for a moment just how much of what he’d seen at the palace. Erin, the Fool had proven herself cunning and loyal to the Theiri royals, valuing her “guilded cage” above her own freedom. But relaying the full extent of her cunning to Prince Henrik who could be quite calculating, cold and cruel in his own right, would put his new confidant in mortal danger.<br><br>“The palace also employs a fool, though sometimes her sense of humor creates... tense moments, I believe her to be harmless and entertaining.”&nbsp; Sanguine said, doing his best to impersonate Henrik’s detached, unreadable tone, while throwing in just a hint of mirth as if remembering Erin’s act. “The palace itself is heavily garrisoned with several hundred armed militia, though near as I can tell, garrisoning is all they do. They take shifts on and off guard duty and harass the serving girls. The threat of violence exists, but I would assess a twenty percent likelihood to any attempts at conflict. I doubt very much they want to see the Bloody Ravens in action within their capitol.”<br><br>With his report given, Sanguine leaned back against the far carriage wall, turning his face toward the other person in the carriage.<br><br>“I’m sorry, I don’t believe we’ve met.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: For the Crown ~ The City of Theiri</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>09-08-2011, 13:35:17</strong>
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				Even if San could see, it would do little to look upon Henrik's face. It is as unchanging as stone itself as the report is given.&nbsp; Every so often, he nodded, and made a mental note about what the man had to said.&nbsp; He would have to make it a point to get closer and meet with this princess. That could be a nice arrangement, if what San had said was correct.<br><br>"I sincerely doubt&nbsp; the Queen will see to poisoning our foods, though that is the most orthodox method of doing so. Grim would see the entire city turned into a massive funeral pyre if any harm comes to us." Their is no doubt in Henrik's voice that the man he spoke of was not only willing to do such a thing, but also capable of it.&nbsp; Hell, if someone spent a few hours with the hulking brute, they'd probably be as confident as Henrik.&nbsp; Grim was essentially a fanatic, that's how high his nationalism and loyalty ran.<br><br>"Mmm, a fool? " Great, a jester. Someone whose job it was to be infuriating. He might have to talk with his family about that. They can't afford to be provoked by such a person and cause a scene, and to him, that was likely to occur.<br><br>His hand would move to a pouch on his belt, and as he removed it from the belt, but kept its string tightly bound, keeping it closed, the sound of coins jingling could be heard. The pouch would be placed in Sanguine's hand, containing the exact fee they had agreed upon he would receive upon completion of his report. Henrik could very well have penalized him for not being late; he had legitimate grounds to do it. But, he wouldn't.&nbsp; Knowing full well that Sanguine had a well-deserved reputation, he saw no reason to provoke the man. Better to keep him on his good side. "I'm not sure what your plans are, but I would like to request you stay near for the visit. It is entirely possible I may have need of your services. I would also like to point out that, should the Theiri royalty come in contact with you, and wish harm done to me, my family, or my men, that you discuss it with me. I will make you a counter-offer that is superior." He would say this as the money was given to Sanguine. Their's no reason to doubt him on this. Cunning; a thinker and a planner, yes, but history proves that Henrik does not break his word.&nbsp; Or, if he did, it was so rare and so unheard of, nobody knew about it.<br><br>"And that would be my sister, Lenally." Choosing not to call her Princess since she might take some small bit of offence. "Lenally, this would be an associate of mine, Sanguine. Do not let his apparent handicap fool you. The man sees things far better than most." Though their's no change in his tone of voice, never leaving that cool, clean, crisp, monotone, it would seem that this was a honest compliment. It is. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: For the Crown ~ The City of Theiri</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>09-08-2011, 18:26:04</strong>
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				Lenally looked at the new arrival to the carriage with fascination. She'd never seen a man like Sanguine, and found herself watching him and his dog as she scooted forward, curious. As she listened to him give his report to her brother, her eyes moved to his animal companion as San moved the wolf behind his knees as if to keep it from getting overly excited as it had started to sniff her and Henrik.<br><br>Like her brother, Lenally pays close attention to the report, working hard to memorize the details, feeling a bit of hope at the mention of a princess on Theiri's side, but not letting it go to her head. Her parents would probably marry both of them off to make things were fully cemented, as Lenally managed to repress a scowl at the thought.<br><br>She too couldn't help but be annoyed at the idea of a fool. However, it could easily divert attention from her, allowing her more freedom to do as she pleased. That thought brought a rather wide grin to her face. She already had plans to leave the royal meeting as soon as possible to go practice with her weapons and see the city as Henrik had promised. But.....she hoped maybe she could ask San to come with them if it was possible. She wanted to ask him questions, and learn about his fighting abilities. Maybe she could learn something from him.<br><br>"H.....how do you do...." Lenally said, when the man eventually directed his attention to her. She hadn't really expected that, and gathering from his eyes that he couldn't see, was intrigued at how he knew exactly how to look. She tried to avoid the faint blush that came to her cheeks, now definitely thinking of a million questions to ask him so that she could improve herself as a fighter. "What is your companion's name......may I pet her?" Lenally couldn't hide her love of animals, perhaps that is one of the few times she almost seemed girly in her excitement. Still, she knew not all animals cared for all people, and didn't move forward unless San gave the ok.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For the Crown ~ The City of Theiri</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomShark</strong> on <strong>12-08-2011, 22:39:57</strong>
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				Sanguine accepted the pouch of coins gladly as Henrik offered it to him. Holding the pouch up to his ear, San shook the coins around, counting them by sound. Of course the amount was exact. San flashed an absent-minded smile as he stored the coin pouch in next to his own.<br><br>“Of course, My Prince.” Sanguine answered Henrik after he requested a continued presence. “I am at your disposal. As to any threats upon your family’s safety, I would certainly make you aware if any were to surface.”<br><br>The Prince introduced his younger sister Lenally and Sanguine nodded with a smile in her direction. When she asked about Eyes, San parted his knees, allowing the wolf to poke her head out between his legs. Eyes began smelling Lenally’s hands and licking at them enthusiastically. Behaving didn’t come easy for Eyes either and she was glad to be allowed to familiarize herself with someone new.<br><br>“This is Eyes, she’s my sight hound.” Sanguine explained as the wolf went wild smelling Lenally’s hands and licking at them. “She and I have been together for most of our lives. We’re both glad to meet you Lenally.”<br><br>As the two girls got acquainted, Sanguine leaned back in the carriage’s bench and tried to feel comfortable in his new clothes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For the Crown ~ The City of Theiri</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>12-08-2011, 23:07:09</strong>
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				Lenally giggled a little as Eyes licked at her hands. She leaned forward a little more, still respecting her space as Eyes might want more time to adjust to someone new, but she reached forward and stroked her soft pelt, making sure to scratch behind the ears every now and then, always checking to make sure Eyes's tail was wagging and mindful of bristling fur.<br><br>"She's beautiful, and a sweetheart too. Or am I just lucky?" Lenally smiled up at San, knowing he couldn't see it but could probably hear it or feel it from her. "How long has she been with you?" Lenally continues to pet eyes and looks, still thinking of ways to ask San if he can teach her any fighting techniques.<br><br>"I can't wait to get out of this damn thing..." grumbles as she looks at Henrik in reference to the carriage, "And get into my real clothes." She was still remembering her parents not too far outside, keeping her voice down still. "Then I can go have some fun..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: For the Crown ~ The City of Theiri</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomShark</strong> on <strong>16-08-2011, 12:18:07</strong>
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				The blind man bit back a chuckle as Princess Lenally made best friends with his companion. Eyes loved attention, and generally preferred women as historically women were less likely to try and kill her Master. For now, the mood was conversational and there was much scratching, Eyes was in bliss.<br><br>"Well I'm sure you're lucky, but she's not exactly the harshest critic. Eyes loves anyone who can smile and scratch her neck, if you feed her your dessert you'll have made a friend for life." Sanguine said jovially, trying to block out the battering his legs were receiving from Eyes' tail. "Yes, she seems to like you. Her and I have been helping one another for eight years now, all of her life and the majority of what I can remember of mine."<br><br>San turned away briefly, not having meant to bring up the fact that he had no recollection of most of his childhood. He hoped that the hyper active wolf between them would be enough of a distraction for that slip of the tongue to go unnoticed by the princess. Nothing made it by Henrik unnoticed, San was sure, but the Prince was more tactful, if he had questions for the assassin he would save them for the proper place and time.<br><br>A sharp hitch of the carriage and the sound of heavy loaded wheels crunching over gravel pulled Sanguine from his thoughts, they were approaching the palace.<br><br>"It seems that occasions like this place all parties involved into clothes that they detest." Sanguine smiled, eager for a subject change. "You, Princess Juli, even I myself don't quite feel at ease in this stiff suit. I paid a man a great bit of gold who assures me I am the vision of elegance in the thing, but providing fashion advice to a blind man is a bit like explaining music to a deaf person."<br><br>Sanguine hoped that his attempt at humor would keep the mood light in the carriage and perhaps endear Princess Lenally to him. Royal allies are always useful toys, especially in times of war.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For the Crown ~ The City of Theiri</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>16-08-2011, 18:07:47</strong>
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				Sanguine's assessment would be correct. Henrik noticed what he said, but he neither showed this fact, or saw fit to question him; now or later on. Amnesia must be a painful burden for him. Why bring it up?<br><br>"Mmm, formalities. I've never been fond of formal clothing myself. I'm hoping that they will acquiesce to me presenting myself in my battle gear." Possibly a faux pas for most, but he's an Aserit; their military and martial focus means that wanting to present ones self as a warrior, and doing so, were not strange concepts.&nbsp; Still, his parents may make him dress up as what Theiri would likely consider 'properly' noble. They are, after all, guests to their country, to their castle. <br><br>His attention would focus on Sanguine. "What can you tell me about the princess, Juli? Her attitude, and such?" As always, Henrik's voice was in that monotone of calmness, not betraying his genuine curiosity in the slightest.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: For the Crown ~ The City of Theiri</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>16-08-2011, 19:05:26</strong>
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				Lenally's mood had indeed shifted from morose to significantly better as she continued to play with Eyes. Animals were always one of her weak points, she just loved them so much and always had protected them as a child. Many a time she'd gotten into fights to protect innocent puppies from bullies, or cats, or any animal for that matter. She'd always tried to protect those who couldn't protect themselves, even if it meant a date with the whipping stick.<br><br>"Animals know who is good and who isn't. I have always seen it for myself. If someone is truly evil, they will know. And they'll show it." Lenally said, again making sure to stroke Eyes and scratch behind her ears again, giggling every time she got a kiss. Animals were the only ones who could get away with kissing her and not be punched soundly.<br><br>"Princess Juli? She doesn't like to wear dresses either?" Lenally sat up, momentarily stopping her petting of Eyes as she looked incredulous. <em>So there ARE others who don't like to wear dresses either. How fun!</em>"I want to meet her!" Lenally looked excited. But she catches her brother asking questions. Even as his sister she struggled to read his expressions because he was quite skilled at maintaining a stone face. But she still caught his question at least, and wondered if anything was behind them even as his voice and face betrayed not a hint of what lay beneath.<br><br>"I'm not one to ask about fancy dress." Lenally returned to petting Eyes, "I would rather dress like a man, more comfortable for fighting in."
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				Title: <strong>Re: For the Crown ~ The City of Theiri</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>16-08-2011, 21:56:54</strong>
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				<br>The King had no need to change his appearance. Garbed as he was he was an impressive sight, sitting high and proud atop his steed at the top of the castle. His eyes, however, were constantly moving about, looking to the sidealleys and shadows and windows for signs of danger.<br><br>"Yes, I should think that our presence is well known here in the City. You'd have expected them to send out a welcoming party in our honor but it seems our Theiri friends are lacking in the 'friendly' department." He pauses, looking around at the civilians. "Well, they're probably shitting in their pants since we've entered the city. I hope their smell does not offend you as much as it does me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: For the Crown ~ The City of Theiri</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blknwhite11</strong> on <strong>25-10-2011, 21:42:07</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Azucenas</span></strong><br><br>Her hourglass figure was hidden under a red cloak. It's purpose to protect her from the frigid winds seemed non-existent, since her aura was already icy as the top of a mountain. Her expression was tranquil and reserved.<br><br>The young gypsy ventured around the city, while her gypsy family had performed in the Theiri castle, or so she heard from some. Her performance wouldn't begin until a matter of hours, so something to ease her nervousness was the best solution for now, since the moon hasn't arisen. <br><br>Azucena remembered the moment the gypsies left to Thieri castle. The last person she saw as they made their exit was the leader, Zyel. His emotions were cold-blooded, or more like the opposite; hot-blooded for vengeance. The anger in his blood scarlet eyes, fiery as a volcano. He had an urge for rebellion against the royal families, and had been thinking this way ever since he was younger. Sometimes, Azucena worried about him, and how this emotion would continue in his life, or how it would lead to an unlikely fate.<br><br>Azucena observed the civilians surrounding her, performing errands, or just playing around in the dirt. The children were chasing each other, or playing games of their own. Joy from such innocent people were what moved her emotionally. How they live life peacefully. She had seen too many children being abused during her lifetime, especially from the higher class.<br><br>Speaking of higher class, Azucena reminded herself that she had to travel to the castle for her ongoing performance.<br><br>*Moved to Theiri Castle/Public Rooms (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=111523.275)*
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