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Guilty Spark said
Adorable, too bad this RP will scar her innocence.

That's Ok, her innocence was scarred long ago. She was a slave, remember?

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And there's Lillian.

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As Lucia and her brother passed a bend in the road, they heard a slapping against the side of their wagon. As they slowed to see what happened, a woman in red practically danced toward the front of their cart.

"Excuse me," She said in a lilting voice, "I was wondering if I could hitch a ride in your cart. I've been walking for days and my legs are worn." She looked imploringly at them, her woven metal bracelet glinting in the sunlight as she shook her wrist. She smiled sweetly at the boy up front. "You wouldn't make me walk all the way to the city, would you?" She adjusted the strap of a small traveling bag to fit more comfortably on her shoulder, still smiling.

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No Bite and All Bark said
Vagabond dont fuck around

I thought you said he couldn't do that yet?

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what do you mean "eventually"? He's been studying since he was ten years old, I'm pretty sure he knows quite a bit about relics and other remnants of the ancients at his age of thirty-mumble.

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YAY! Another thing for Artemis to be an expert on!

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Artemis passed the priest on his way into the throne room, reflexively putting a hand over his chest where his strange pendent lay. Stopping halfway to the throne, he bowed his head and knelt on one knee, muttering "Your Majesty," and waiting for the order to rise. Once it was given, he stood and patted the book under his arm, one of his nervous habits.

"Your Majesty, forgive me for delaying this matter, but I have been preoccupied as of late." He started, then took a deep breath. "My name is Artemis Decarte, a Scholar well versed in many subjects. The previous king, your father, consulted with me from time to time on certain matters." He glanced over his shoulder to make sure the priest was gone, "Certain matters the church would, ahem, frown upon." He tugged at his collar, suddenly wondering if this was a good idea after all, but forged ahead anyway.

"I have come today to offer those same services to you, should you desire them. I ask no fee, though your father insisted on paying one anyways, and if desired would keep any subjects spoken of in the strictest of confidentiality." He glanced around the room as he waited for a response, taking in every person there. To his eyes, everybody there gave off a pale white glow, and the prince shone a bit brighter than the rest, though that may have been his imagination.

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Oh man, I just had the best idea. Nobody post with the young king for a bit.

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YOU SHALL BE STONED FOR YOUR INSOLENCE BINKY BOY!

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@bingyboy I think the Celts fought naked, but bearskins are cool too.