Red Helix

A Dark & Deadly Hunt (double up)

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Pirate Love RP Search (Male Needed)

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Defining Chivalry (ariplotter and Red Helix)

Aidan nodded his head. "I know much about the arcane from my studies, but my ability to control it is still fairly limited. Have you ever wondered why so many wizards are grey-haired old men with bears that reach their bellies? Become a powerful wielder of magic takes much longer than becoming a trained warrior, and I'm still very young. So no casting fireballs or invisibility for me yet, sadly."

He looked up at the maid as she returned, flashing another smile. "Thank you, Helga. I'm fine right now with just the company of my lovely lady." he said. The maid giggled before she left and Aidan tended to his meal. He looked back up at Lyn while he ate, swallowing a spoonful down before speaking.

"Still, what I can use is very useful. Oftentimes it's the most simple of abilities that can have the greatest utility, like being able to recolour something or heat something without creating flame."

Angel Vicky's Sanctuary

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Defining Chivalry (ariplotter and Red Helix)

Aidan remained smiling as Lyn spoke. "That's some wise thinking. Clever, multi-talented, strong, and beautiful. You really are a woman of quality, Lyn." he said, attempting to flirt with her once more. He wondered if his efforts were coming across. The knight seemed focused, shooting looks at the window to check on the wagon.

"As to items we'll need, my family already stocked us with the essentials and then some. I may require a few extra ingredients and components for some of my magic, but I have enough right now for a few spells. If they have some red wine in town, which I doubt, that would be welcome too."

Defining Chivalry (ariplotter and Red Helix)

Helga bowed her head before bounding off, shooting a smile back at Aidan as she left. Once she was gone, the Prince turned his attention back to Sir Lyn. "I often have a variety of foods, as there's little that the family cooks can't acquire. I forgot though that the closer you get the Lyonsvarg, the further you get from the seas. Less fish, more tough meats. Less grapes for wine, more oats for ale. I do fear my future meals for this journey will be much more boring than what I'm used to."

He looked over Lyn once more, staring her up and down. Aidan wondered if her reaction to the offering of his hand early was out of surprise rather than an intent dismissal. "You're good at cooking then? That'll be handy, as the distances between inns on the road will vary greatly. I hope you wouldn't mind having to cook such meals for me as well." he said, then gave her a playful smile.

Defining Chivalry (ariplotter and Red Helix)

Aidan blinked when Lyn didn't take his hand. He furrowed his brow, shooting her an upset look. What sort of right-minded person denied a hand from their Prince? He simply sighed. "Very well." He walked through the door as Lyn held it open for him. Once inside, the Prince headed over to one of the window seats, wanting to keep watch over the wagon just in case.

Once he was seated, a smiling blonde maid walked over to the table. "Greetings, friend! My name is Helga, is there anything I can get for you?"

Aidan flashed his best smile and nodded his head. "Why yes, I would like a cup of red wine and a cut of salmon to go with it."

"Erm...sorry friend, but we don't have anything like that here. Most of our food comes from Lyonsvarg. Beef, beer, lamb, buttered bread..."

The Prince frowned. "Very well. I'll just take oatmeal then. With berries and walnuts, if you have those at the least."

"I see. And for your lady?" the smiling maid looked over to Lyn.

Defining Chivalry (ariplotter and Red Helix)

Aidan took a moment to get out of the wagon, making sure he had whatever supplies were critical like his heart medicine on his person, and that he'd left items that could be used to identify him such as his family signet ring stowed safety away. As well, he took a moment to think about Sir Lyn. They were going to be spending a long time together, alone. And she was quite nice on the eyes even in the get-up of a warrior. Perhaps that added a bit of allure, in fact. Aidan considered making an advance on her. A fling would be enjoyable for the both of them, if she was willing to go along.

He stepped out of the wagon eventually, flashing a smile at his companion. "Apologies, Lyn. It's rude of me to keep a lovely woman such as yourself waiting." he said, extended a hand out to her. "Shall we head inside?"

Defining Chivalry (ariplotter and Red Helix)

Prince Aidan listened intently as Sir Lyn spoke. Having to endure additional difficulties in life because of something you were born with was a struggle that he could empathize with. He smiled at her before replying. "No need to apologize, I enjoyed listening. And I wouldn't doubt your talent myself, having seen you firsthand whoop every other young knight in the realm." He was staring to enjoy this girl's company already, despite his initial worries.

As they came closer to the nearest village, Aidan reached into his pockets and produced a clear gem. He mumbled some arcane words and it began to glow with a rainbow of colours. He ran it over his eyes, then his hair, muttering yet again. The distinct traits of his royal bloodline became reversed - his silver hair turning black and his red eyes turning blue. He looked over to Sir Lyn once again. "Remember, my name is Erik Gwent and I'm a courtier from the Western Isles."

Defining Chivalry (ariplotter and Red Helix)

Aidan raised his brow as he noticed Sir Lyn stammer, her cheeks turning a brief tint of red. "Very well, Lyn." He wondered what had caused the oddity in the knight's behavior. Perhaps she was feeling flattered by the Prince, or there was something sensitive about the name she almost spoke. He swapped between looking at his book and looking at Sir Lyn for the next few minutes until she spoke again, asking about Lyonsvarg.

"No, I've never strayed outside of my father's Kingdom before." he replied. "I've heard that it has miserable weather much of the year - rainy and cold. Not exactly qualities I enjoy. It's a rich enough in resources though to have homed countless fiefdoms, tribes and principalities over the years, of course. The current kingdom established by King Tamwyn is said to be fairly stable, though not nearly as centralized as Leincrad. Or as safe, from what I hear. There's not many roads besides the one we're on that lead to Lyonsvarg's heart, much of the land being wracked with wilderness. Banditry is more common than in Leincrad too, as they don't have a Knight's Academy to help curb such an issue. I do hear that the regular folk are good company though - eager to drink and make festivities. The nobles are said to be a bit more tricksy and bloodthirsty, always at one another's throats over something unless there's a strong king to keep them in line."

He looked over to her. "What of you, Lyn? Have you been there yet?"