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A Medieval Roleplay: The Demon War of Kurn

"You can vouch but can you succeed is another question entirely Elf." Fenn said before the voice was heard. She whipped to the side and was about to attack before he was proclaimed safe, by the Paladin no less. She could sense he was a demon(just a sticky sort of feeling in her gut), and she found it odd he was placed under protection of the church.
"Son of Michael?" Fenn raised an eyebrow. This trip just got weirder and weirder, but Kyalia lowered the amulet and Fenn blinked to get used to the dark.
"When we aren't running for our lives, that is a story I have got to hear." Fenn said and Kyalia hit her on the arm, hard.
"Fenn, shut up." Kyalia said and Fenn glared at her but shut up.
"What is your solution Ishmael?" Kyalia asked him and Fenn turned her gaze to him.

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A Medieval Roleplay: The Demon War of Kurn

Yeah, I am in school or at work until later most days so while I am on my phone and do check the site, I wont reply until then.

War of The Angelic Trio :: Revised

Okay, I did edit. I'm afraid you haven't seen me in the best light with how much I've blundered with you but I assure you, I don't mean to. I simply have been rushing and I need to slow down and start paying attention. Again I apologize for my mistakes, hopefully after this first post they won't happen nearly as grievously or as much, if ever again.

War of The Angelic Trio :: Revised

I am so, so, sorry, it is a little passed midnight here and I really should have waited until morning to reply to this but I can't fall asleep and I wanted to reply

First of all, I did edit to exclude Ash, that was just foolish on my part and I will edit for my blunder on the King of Raphael, and what I meant by decision is that she had contemplated suicide and she still is. Like I said, she has severe depression and other mental health issues.

Second, sorry about the ellipses, my writing is her thinking and I think in speech patterns(so I will usually talk to myself while writing these posts out) so I have a lot of pauses in it. I always use ellipses to show that. I will work on that, though. Sorry if I annoyed you with that.

Again, I am sorry, it's much to late for me to really be posting and I simply didn't double check. I will make the edits asap

War of The Angelic Trio :: Revised

Shoot, sorry I misread that completely and wouldn't they still be tales? She's slightly paranoid and superstitious.

A Medieval Roleplay: The Demon War of Kurn

Fenn still wasn't convinced but she let Kyalia pull her away.
"What about Kyalia?" Fenn asked Nova, concerned and Kyalia shook her head.
"Fenn, don't." Kyalia said but Fenn shook off her grip.
"No, she's exiled, will they still offer her somewhere to stay?" Fenn asked Nova, worried about the only person who was her friend. She was slightly tempted to take up Jameson's offer, even if she didn't trust the man.

Kyalia sighed and looked at Nova. While she was left for a reason, and would do everything the same if she had too, she still missed being among her kind, and she honestly hoped there was someway this elf in front of her could get her in...no matter how foolish the hope was.

War of The Angelic Trio :: Revised

Kyalia was...undecided, as per the normal. It's something every monarch should feel as making any decision because no one knows what the outcome of any decision could be, even for something as small as choosing which fork to use at dinner(you could offend someone and therefore when war comes, you no longer have them as an ally causing you to lose the war...it's no wonder half her ancestors went barking mad). And this wasn't anything small, this was something very, very big. She had been summoned to the Round Table by the King of Raphael. Customs dictate she should go, however, the current political situation makes it likely she'd be dead before reaching the table, let alone going back home. But customs were very important and she considered it unlikely that if he was calling the peace talks that he would kill her but as always there is the Kingdom of Gabriel to consider....and the kingdom of Lucifer. While they were not called on, they had spies and assassins everywhere, or so she was led to believe. And she did, believe it that is, that it existed still. Lucifer was someone people paid to little attention to and got by doing to many unfavorable things but Lucifer was an old wives tale meant to scare children. At the moment, they were not her concern. Her concern was whether or not she should meet the current King of Raphael and she was leaning towards yes.
"Your majesty, the current King of Gabriel is cunning, a liar, and a sneak. He cannot be trusted to follow as custom dictates, while I understand why the King of Raphael would call us, you simply cannot go if the King of Gabriel knows you're coming. There are only so many roads you can take to get there, he will have them all trapped." Her head adviser tried to tell her but she was a member of the Royal Bloodline, like her parents and her siblings, and like them, she was as stubborn as a bull so once she had settled herself to doing something she was going to do it, come hell or high water. Although...that hadn't worked out too well in the recent past...since she was having to make this decision in the first place although she knew her sister wouldn't have been a good Queen...she's too young and hasn't seen the world as it truly is...only as it is depicted in her books.
"I am going...he summoned me and it would be rude not to accept. What would he do anyways? Kill me? It's not really an effective strategy when that is my wish anyways." She said, giving him a tight lipped smile as she stood up.
"I will be fine...there is no way I am leaving this Kingdom to my sister yet anyways. She is not ready to lead so I am not ready to leave. It is as simple as that." Kyalia said as she strode out the room. She was going to be gone for at least a day(more likely more than that) which means that someone needed to be in charge so that might was well be her sister...she can't screw up too much in that short amount of time. She loved her sister dearly, and would die for her(not such a big feat anyways) but she didn't trust the girl. She lived more in the fantasy world than she did in real life...and while Kyalia envied that she knew it wasn't a good trait for a Queen to have...which was her deciding factor in just how much was she willing to go to avoid the throne. And it was a sad factor at that but a necessary one to look at. Kyalia stepped to the door, knocking on it and waiting for her sister to answer.

War of The Angelic Trio :: Revised

You want to go talk to her with a knife in her hand? Are you wanting to part with a finger or are you just that stupid

Name: Kyalia Zaphiris
Age: 23
Species: Angel
Role and Kingdom: Queen of the Michael Kingdom
Abilities: She's wicked with a dagger and she can blend in with most anything
Small biography: Princess Kyalia was always someone who just didn't...fit. Instead of being the regal, sophisticated, Queen she was supposed to be, she was reserved and didn't talk to anybody really and if she did she had a humor that not a lot of people could really understand nor relate too, not to mention it's rumored she cut a man's finger off once. She was closest to her father though and after his death...she tried. She really did. She went to all the functions she was required to attend without to much prodding and threats, she was remotely social but she quickly fell back into her shadow. But of course she was named Queen, instead of her younger sister, no matter how much she protested. So now she spends her day trying to avoid the nobles while still not giving them real reason to complain.

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Katerina was honestly surprised when they let her in threw customs without a second bat of an eye(the first being how she was dressed...she was hanging out with some of her cousins in a gypsy clan in England and had come from a wedding when she realized just how close she was to missing her plane so no time to change from gypsy wedding clothes to regular clothes and she absolutely detested changing in those small bathrooms on the planes...it was only something she did if it was absolutely necessary and she didn't deem it necessary, the second being the fact that last time she tried to fly commercially she wasn't exactly allowed). She carried threw customs and out of Laguardia International Airport. She always spent her summers backpacking around Europe or with a cousin Gypsy clan in England or Russia or Bulgaria. She went into the nearest bathroom on the outside of customs and put on some jeans and a short sleeve shirt and walked back out, blending in like anybody else in the crowd. She wasn't flying the rest of the way...she had her baby to take her back to the Academy.

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Katerina pulled her GTO into a parking spot and rolled up the windows. She had been driving for about four days straight almost(stopping to sleep and eat) but she was finally in Malibu and at the Academy. She really didn't mind it but traveling alone could become tiresome. But she was back to the place she had been calling home for the last two years and smiled. She grabbed her watch and turned it on, and it took a second to boot up but then she was rewarded with the voice of Alexandra...her version of Jarvis.
"Good morning Katerina...you need to get your schedule from the Dormitory Lobby. You also have twenty missed messages on your cell phone...would you like to listen to them them?" Alexandra asked and Katerina sighed. She had turned the damned thing off when her mother was calling her repeatedly after realizing she had been in the Continent and hand't come to visit her. She didn't want to deal with her mother but of course the wristwatch was synced with her phone...she sighed and nodded.
"No, delete them...and block my mothers number please. At least until tonight, and remind me to call her tonight but if the call goes on for more then five minutes, run interference." Katerina said and she walked into the Dormitory Lobby. She muted her watch and snuck up on Todd. He was one of her closest friends here so she felt no remorse as she jumped on his back.
"Todd!" She smiled, getting a few odd glances but she was always weird and most everybody knew that. She looked down at his schedule that was downloading.
"Think we have any classes together this year?" She asked him, smiling like a maniac. As much as she hated being cooped up in one place... she sure did miss this place...well more so the people here like Todd.