Role Reversal (Elunari & Soran)
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				Title: <strong>Role Reversal (Elunari &amp; Soran)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Soran</strong> on <strong>20-05-2010, 23:10:02</strong>
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				The blade whipped within inches of his face, his experience keeping him alive as another slash of the sword thundered towards him. The blade didn't reach its mark, as the soldier fell to the ground with a sword imbedded in his stomach. Like most inexperienced men,&nbsp; the soldier had relied on brute force instead on swordsmanship and it had been easy to slip the sword under his defences. Stanton watched the life ebb away from the soldier, the blood soaking the dry ground as the heart fought to the last to keep beating.<br><br>It had been a costly battle, Stanton had lost three more men defending the village against the soldiers who had come to commit more vile acts. It was worse for Stanton, once these lands were his, this village was a part of it and to see such heinous acts committed against his former charges. Stanton's full title had been Lord Charles Stanton, land owner and law maker for these lands. He had been loved by those who lived under his domain, always ensuring the poor had enough food and a decent home to live in, but then another land owner and lord had marched an army in his lands, evicting Stanton from his house and declaring himself the new owner. The king had looked the other way as the man was too powerful with a large army. Stanton only had peacekeepers to protect the innocent. They had been slaughtered or absorbed into the invading army. Those that had remained had joined Stanton in hiding so a guerrilla war could be fought. <br><br>A grim smile played across his face as he imagined the rage of the new lord as he heard the news that another of his 'tax' patrols had gone missing. Taking the gold already collected, Charles redistributed the money back to the villagers. Every time he showed up to fight the good fight, more villagers joined his cause swelling his ranks a little at a time. Stanton didn't have an army yet, but it was growing slowly and they had an excellent hideout. Unknown to the new master, Stanton had a small manor house which was deep in a forest, hidden away and the forest provided all the food and water they needed to survive as well as protection from the invading army.<br><br>"Another battle won, but we need leverage, a reason to force them from our lands."<br><br>"I don't know my lord, perhaps take something he loves to force him to retreat?" Clayton, Stanton's second in command suggested.<br><br>"A possibility." Stanton agreed "It's time to take a closer look at our oppressor. Check on the villagers, then we'll head back home to form a plan...and Clayton, I'm not a lord, not anymore."<br><br>Three days later...hidden near the Manor house.<br><br>"The men are in place sir, ready to cause a distraction so we can make our move."<br><br>"Well done Clayton. Ensure our men know that they are just to draw the guards away while we make our move."<br><br>"They already do sir, just waiting on your signal to start the fake attack."<br><br>"Begin."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Role Reversal (Elunari &amp; Soran)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elunari</strong> on <strong>29-05-2010, 18:39:04</strong>
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				"I fear I shall never marry."&nbsp; Elizabeth Williams sighed softly as she set down her teacup.&nbsp; <br><br>"Whyever would you think that, Lizzy?"&nbsp; Penelope Hampton queried from her place across the table.<br><br>"Is it that hard to see?&nbsp; I've had only one Season and that was four years ago!&nbsp; I turn twenty come the fall.&nbsp; If there have been suitors I know not of them.&nbsp; I asked Father about having another Season and he waved me off, told me to go play with my dolls!&nbsp; Dolls!&nbsp; I wonder if he's gone senile and thinks I'm still nine with the way he treats me."<br><br>Penelope smiled.&nbsp; "Well our Fathers don't like to let their little girls grow up.&nbsp; Remember I had to coax and cajol him into letting me marry."<br><br>Elizabeth made an exaggerated noise.&nbsp; "But you attended every Season!&nbsp; You were bound to be married by the third one."<br><br>"I also go to London every year.&nbsp; Do you know why your Lord Father stopped coming to Town or at least sending you with an escort? "<br><br>"Too dangerous to send me and he refuses to leave these 'heathens' unattended.&nbsp; Some rubbish about they'll kill him or rob him or something.&nbsp; I see no one wanting to do us ill."<br><br>Penelope shook her head.&nbsp; "They don't harbor ill towads you.&nbsp; Your father may be another matter.&nbsp; You were but nine when you moved here, yes?&nbsp; He gained Scottish land from an English King.&nbsp; Of course the people are going to dislike that and resent your father.&nbsp; Now given the years I'm sure that resentment has lessened.&nbsp; He's treated them fairly I assume."<br><br>"I don't know," she shrugged, taking another sip of tea. "In all honesty I haven't left here since that one Season in London.&nbsp; I'm not even allowed to go to the village anymore."<br><br>An hour later Penelope had departed, needing to get home before dark.&nbsp; Elizabeth watched her dearest friend's carriage until she could no longer see it before returning to the manor house.&nbsp; Their conversation about her father had her wondering why she was being so secluded from everything.&nbsp; She remembered her father coming home from so many battles with a spring in his step that her mother never could match.&nbsp; She remembered her mother trying to hard to please her father, to make him smile at her like he did when he was victorious in battle.&nbsp; Elizabeth suspected that Edgar had never loved her mother, but at least he'd done right by her when she'd passed and given her a wonderful funeral.&nbsp; And then a month later he had come home and told the servants to pack everything.&nbsp; He'd acquired land in Scotland.&nbsp; <br><br>Here was her home now.&nbsp; And she couldn't quite say she disliked it.&nbsp; The hills were a vibrant green and the air smelled so fresh and clean.&nbsp; It was a far cry above the small home they'd had on the outskirts of London.&nbsp; But she was honestly sick of seeing it today.&nbsp; She wanted to see London again.&nbsp; To shop and dine, to attend balls and operas, to dance and maybe to find a good man.&nbsp; She wanted a good, loving husband and children.&nbsp; But it wasn't going to happen stuck in the sticks.<br><br>"Miss Williams?"<br><br>Elizabeth turned around with a large smile for the man behind her.&nbsp; "Alain!&nbsp; Sneaking on me again?"<br><br>Alain was a large man, his reddish hair giving away his Scottish heritage.&nbsp; He'd become part of Edgar's army and specifically, her guard.&nbsp; Of all the men in her father's army, Lizzy liked Alain the most.&nbsp; He was patient, kind, and treated her like a kid sister given they were only five years apart.&nbsp; "Never sneaking, Miss Williams," he answered with a good natured grin.&nbsp; "Just you might want to enjoy the gardens before it rains."<br><br>Elizabeth looked to the sky, frowning at the bright blue with nary a cloud in sight.&nbsp; "It doesn't look like rain.&nbsp; And how many times do I need to tell you to call me Elizabeth?&nbsp; Miss Williams is so formal for friends."&nbsp; She wrinkled her nose at him.<br><br>"Always once more... Elizabeth," Alain smiled and shrugged. "But I feel the rain coming."<br><br>"Oh! Well in that case..."&nbsp; She grinned and headed back into the garden, confident that Alain would follow and keep her safe as always.<br><br>Alain did follow, but not with the cheer he'd earlier expressed.&nbsp; He was in a precarious position.&nbsp; He knew the truth of how Lord Williams came to having these lands.&nbsp; He'd been here to witness it firsthand and pledged his allegience to the new lord in order to save himself and his sister.&nbsp; A sister dead a week later from the brutality of Edgar's soldiers.&nbsp; He saw Elizabeth like his own sister; sweet and untainted by the truth.&nbsp; But today that was going to change.&nbsp; Because while Alain was a soldier for Edgar, he was also a spy for the true Laird.&nbsp; It was his job to get Elizabeth into the open and close to the outer wall of the garden as possible.&nbsp; &nbsp;To help save his people, he was going to have to betray his friend.<br><br>"Mi... Elizabeth," he called gently from near the garden's outer wall.&nbsp; "I think you're strawberries are finally ripe."<br><br>As she drew near him with that exuberant smile he loved, his heart was heavy as he waited for the attack to begin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Role Reversal (Elunari &amp; Soran)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Soran</strong> on <strong>02-06-2010, 22:48:23</strong>
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				Alain, despite the uniform he wore, his loyalty had barely wavered, doing what he had to, to try and save his sister, but had returned to the fold at least in spirit after her untimely and brutal death.&nbsp; Stanton had waited for the code phrase that Alain would call when Elizabeth would be in position. The words were called out, the diversion attack was now taking place, it was now or never. Stanton and Clayton scrambled from their hiding place and waited for Alain to bring her to them. It didn't take long.<br><br>"Miss Elizabeth, forgive me."<br><br>The young woman looked perplexed at his words and would have no time to say anything more as a rough hand clamped around her mouth while another wrapped around her waist, pinning her arms to her body.<br><br>"Well done Alain. Come, help me bind her them we shall escape from this place."<br><br>Stanton had almost called it home as for the majority of his life, it had been, but no longer. He did know the secret passages that lay within that the new owner had not yet discovered and it was one of those he pulled the struggling girl into as Alain checked ahead while Clayton covered the escape. Charles knew his men would be leading the guards away in the opposite direction, hopefully with none lost to their brutality. He knew they were much more familiar with the area more so than the soldiers&nbsp; and would lose their attackers in the woodland.<br><br>"Stop struggling" he said through clenched teeth at the girl in his arms, his nerves frayed as they made their way through the passage. Alain came to the door that led to freedom. Cautiously he looked out and found the area clear and waved the others through the door. Within a few minutes, the lady was straddled&nbsp; belly first over the horse while Charles rode, the others in close attendence.<br><br>"Be calm my dear. Behave and you will not be harmed. I do this out of necessity, not pleasure."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Role Reversal (Elunari &amp; Soran)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elunari</strong> on <strong>15-06-2010, 05:38:13</strong>
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				The betrayal Elizabeth felt was clearly etched on her features as she stared dumbfounded at the one person she'd considered a close friend.&nbsp; Shock held her in place long enough for the stranger to grab her.&nbsp; Her gaze was full of accusation and a wordless question of why.&nbsp; Her struggles were more nuisance than hinderance for the man holding her.&nbsp; &nbsp;Eventually they managed to grab her hands and bind them at the wrist in front of her.<br><br>When she was tossed upon a horse belly down, the wind was knocked from her, making screaming for help no longer an option.&nbsp; She gasped for breath as the creature was spurred into action, its rider's words only stirring her ire.&nbsp; How was she to be calm when she'd just been kidnapped with the help of her own guard and trussed up like a turkey in a most uncomfortable position?&nbsp; Luckily for the man she was too busy trying to get her breath back to retaliate beyond a few choice words.<br><br>"My father... will... come... for me."&nbsp; And if the man was smart he'd let her go before her father found him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Role Reversal (Elunari &amp; Soran)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Soran</strong> on <strong>20-06-2010, 21:33:20</strong>
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				He heard her trying to speak, obviously struggling to breathe after unceremoniously being dumped face first on a horse. He pulled the horse to a halt after been satisfied they weren't being followed. He got his hands underneath the girl and lifted her up until she was side saddled on the horse, although his grip remained firm. Stanton ensured she seemed to be breathing properly before speaking.<br><br>"Miss Elizabeth, do not blame Alain. He had his reasons for serving your father, but in his heart he was always pledged to me. Your father, he... did things, ordered horrifying....no, this is not for now. You'll not believe me. Just stay still and you will be treated fairly."<br><br>He could see the look in her eyes that she had no intention of believing anything he said, not that it mattered, there was&nbsp; no way she could escape. With one arm wrapped around her petite waist, he ushered the horse forward, ensuring the men at the back were brushing away the tracks. The forest they were in was truly beautiful, the sights, the smells, even the sounds. Near his country home was a stunning lake which encouraged all types of wildlife to it. It was a pity they had to ride so hard to miss this scenery. It wasn't too much longer until they came upon his old country home, a small manor where Stanton and his troops used as their main base camp.<br><br>He eased the horse to a gentle stop and handed the struggling maiden down to waiting arms.<br><br>"Take her to the room and lock her in, but see to any needs she has, other than being taken home of course or given anything large and pointy."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Role Reversal (Elunari &amp; Soran)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elunari</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 21:35:43</strong>
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				Elizabeth snorted ungraciously at the mention of her once trusted friend and guard.&nbsp; How could she not blame the man for betraying that trust?&nbsp; To deliberately hand her over to the very men her father was trying to protect his lands and serfs from.&nbsp; She kept her silence in the forest, her chest still a bit pained from the initial start of the journey.&nbsp; She avoided eye contact with Alain, with everyone.<br><br>Strong arms secured her attempts to kick out at the blackguard as she was handed off.&nbsp; Her eyes promised revenge.<br><br>"Please, Elizabeth, we don't want to harm ye."<br><br>Alain's voice cut through her momentary plotting, making her stop her struggles and twist to glare at him.&nbsp; "Don't you dare address me so informally after what you've done."<br><br>Alain's features shifted into hurt and remorse, but his grip did not lessen as he swept her into a craddle hold and proceeded into the manor.&nbsp; "I took no pleasure in the deception, Miss Williams, but there are things you don't know.&nbsp; I did not want to do it, but the needs of my people outweigh the friendship of a sheltered Lady."<br><br>Elizabeth gasped, shocked and hurt that he thought so little of their friendship.&nbsp; "I'm not sheltered.&nbsp; And what needs of the people necessitate abducting me?&nbsp; What do you think I can do for them?"<br><br>"Freedom from the atrocities your father condones.&nbsp; Your freedom for theirs."&nbsp; Alain stepped into a room that had clearly been prepared for a female of Elizabeth's stature.&nbsp; There was no dirt or dust like in the halls leading to it.&nbsp; There was polished furniture and fresh linens on the bed, the quality of which was possibly better than what she owned at home.&nbsp; Her father was well known to be a penny pincher and Alain had glimpsed inside her rooms enough over the years to see that even his daughter did not receive the type of luxury a Lady of her heritage deserved.<br><br>"Atrocities?&nbsp; My father would not allow anything to happen to his people."<br><br>Alain's mouth twisted as he set her down.&nbsp; "Yes, <em>his</em> people, English people.&nbsp; I will let Lord Stanton inform you of the details.&nbsp; I truly am sorry it came to this.&nbsp; I hope you can trust me enough to believe that we have no intentions to harm you."&nbsp; He backed out and shut the door.&nbsp; A moment later the firm clicks of a lock sounded, effectively reminding her that she was now a prisoner.
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