Rekaigan

The Fallen One

Spent most of it mastering Shield Specialist, so she had extra points. Why not? xD

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@lydyn Eh, everything's fine as is I guess! I quite enjoy this RP.

Also, magically, Ellie the cooking giantess has produced a pot of soup within half an hour! How could this be?? Absolute skill.

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"They sicken me." She muttered with contempt when Amelia mentioned the 'organizations'. She had actually heard about a few small groups that had been attempting to round up those with the gifts. Fortunately, she wasn't one of the targets, since she was already under the protection of the Sisters from the beginning. Most of those small 'cults' had been eradicated by underhanded military operations, but there were still some around. Human greed seems to thrive in such a country.

Ellie waved her hand dismissively, "I won't be making anything too extravagant for now, so it won't take too long. Rest easy, Dragoon." She replied with a smile. She preferred to prepare everything by herself, so that she didn't have to bother other people to help her. Besides, as she said, it wasn't going to be anything complicated. And with that, she busied herself with cooking. It wasn't long before Ellie had three hot bowls of creamy soup on the table a few plates of sliced bread. "There's still a lot left in the pot, so if you need seconds, help yourself." Otherwise, it'd be left there for someone else to discover on their way back from whatever they were doing.

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@rivaan True enough. Btw I think that Ellie would know of Amelia. So I'll let her make an off-handed poke at who she is (Very little gets passed the Sisters in terms of information.)

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It might better if we were to do a post order based on who's being spoken to. Because in recent posts, I'm kinda of noticing a trend where the conversations would be kind of split into two 'time frames'. However, I'm not sure about how to fix that.

1x1x1's are hard.

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Ellie failed to hold back a giggle at Amelia's comment about the monastery. "My apologies, my name is Elizabeth, but you may call me Ellie, for short. And yes, we can get her some food, but we'll have to move to the mess hall." The mess hall was just down stairs, they actually went passed it when they snuck up into the living quarters. Ellie started thinking of what she should make for the three of them.. Maybe some soup or stew.. She thought, a few ideas going through her head.

Ellie's eyes widened when she saw the Celtic knot on Evelyn's wrist. She had seen that symbol before, when she was a Squire. She would often go into the library and randomly pick up books to read in between training. She remembered reading about the different deities. "That symbol.. I've seen it in one of the books at the library... I think it was from the deity....Uhm.. Arete? Apparently no one has seen that mark in decades. The book should still be in the library." She stated, trying to remember as much as she could. But alas, that's all she could remember. It was hard to believe that someone with a gift from a Deity was a slave girl. "But before we do all of that, I think we should eat something." The giant added with a smile.

Time Doesn't Heal Anything Quickly [Ebonfort]

It hurt. Her body was flowing with agony. She needed help, but she didn't know where to fi- plink. Her slightly panic ceased for a moment as she heard a metal object hit a rock, which she identified as a coin.. followed by a whistle. Was someone taunting her? Perhaps a lighthearted joke. She wasn't the petty kind of thief that would scoop any kind of coin that flew in their direction. She at least had some dignity. A voice spoke to her from the alley near her. A favor huh..?

"What kind of favor might that be?" She asked, her voice carried as a whisper into the alley, audible enough for the man to hear. Dark dealings required you to be discrete, making unnecessary noise would attract attention after all. Nothing says 'shady' more than a shadow speaking to you from an alley. She wasn't about to trust the man, but he seemed to know what she needed. Of course his request might be unfavorable or rather unsavory.

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@lydyn Oooohh... I'm sorry >.<

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A reply!! Sorry it took so long. If you need a reference image for the Barracks, here! Except a lot.. longer

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It wasn't long until they had reached the barracks. Rather than a Barracks, it seemed more like a manor with a courtyard. The stone walls were tall, almost twice as tall as Ellie. The high stone archway led to a wide, cobbled courtyard had training dummies lined up to one side near a wall, the main building being on the opposite side of the entrance. There were a few giant women talking amongst themselves so Ellie and her companions were able to sneak past without getting caught up in conversation. Moving into the main building, they quickly moved upstairs and into one of the empty rooms of the living quarters. Most of the Sisters and other Knights were out doing their own thing during the lull in conflict.

Ellie gently put the girl down as they entered the room. She listened to the other tall woman, nodding slightly as she spoke. Her eyes moved to the girl she now knew as Evelyn. She exchanged a glance with the woman who introduced herself as Amelia. She had no problems with Amelia, since they seemed to be bound by the same visions. "I remember distinctly that a voice told me to save Evelyn or else she would perish. And that she was 'our only hope'. I'm not sure what that means though. The only odd thing that has been happening is the strange magic readings our scholars are getting.." The knight recalled, not really saying it to anyone specifically, but the last words she spoke were brought down to a mutter at most.

Ellie couldn't really think of a way to calm the girl down, but it seemed that Amelia had the right idea. However, if she were to repeat what the woman had said, the likelihood of Evelyn calming down wasn't.. good. Ellie moved to take a seat on the rather large bed in the chamber, listening to the conversation.