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@Monochromatic Rainbow That's not something you can just hide under a heavy coat... unless that coat is made of steel or something xD
@Monochromatic Rainbow Well both Vala and Adrianne are judging from what they can see at this point xD
Well judging picture/discription proportion wise, it would be adrianne > Vala > Maria ^_^.
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The Chronicles of Dosei: Sands of Blood, A Dungeons and Dragons Roleplay. (Reboot)(Full)
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@Monochromatic Rainbow That's irrelevant xD
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Andro, seeing as both me and Vala are both out of time(and space??), you can move the RP so the timelines aren't too disjointed :D
xD yeeeeeeeeeeep at least on a side note they now have a common goal!
“I guess…” Chalsea said quietly as the queen tried to convince her there was no need for apologies on the matter, that she should have taken into account the exhaustion of the nomad woman and her men. It made Chalsea let out a nice soft smile, glad that the other woman wasn’t angry for the destroyed plans for this evening.” You are right… tomorrow is going to be a busy day.” She agreed and nodded as the training session was going to start then. She had promised and already arrange it with some of her veteran soldiers so there was no way to reschedule it.
The Nomad then rose an eyebrow as she noticed the other woman lift her skirt on the right leg, revealing her tight. Chalsea couldn’t exactly stop looking until Adalia unstrapped the glove from her tight. It was then that the nomad realized what she was doing and pulled her sight away.’ What are you doing, Chalsea!?’ She screamed in her mind, trying to calm herself. She was acting like a teenager whenever around Adalia for some reason! Hell she needed more training it seems, that would calm her.
Brining her thoughts once more under control she carefully took the glove almost as if afraid she’d damage it and examined it.” So this is the glove you told me about earlier?” She asked, wondering what exactly this seemingly normal glove would do. Then again it was a magical glove so the effects that the queen explained earlier were quite possible. It wasn’t often one got to receive magical artifacts that would boost one’s abilities with seemingly no drawbacks.
“You know, to the north sometimes they use similar items… There are those called berserkers to the north. The crazed warriors of the Nords. Very dangerous foes who’s rage fills them so much they lose themselves to it. Some are born with that innate ability to give themselves to the rage, some do it through special… substances like mushrooms and so forth. Thing is that they sometimes have these magical pelts that boost one’s abilities in exchange for their minds. Which while normally a huge drawback, for a berserker, who’s mind is already swallowed by the rage, turns it into one of the most terrifying thing I’ve seen on the battlefield.” She recalled and put the glove on top of her palm to just check if it would fit her first.” So this does the same thing without the mind losing effect? I will try it later.” She added.
“I don’t have the right to not worry and pressure myself.” Chalsea eventually said with a sigh.” I’m the leader of a warband, that’s a lot of responsibility, Adala.” The mercenary said, rubbing her eyes a little and then yawning for a brief moment.” Without it’s leader a warband would crumble in a moment. Those men are mercenaries, each is individual and each fight in his own way. They are different from an army. The army has regulations and standards there is a clear chain of command, but in a warband the moment a leader dies, unless the vicecaptain is good enough to hold all the group together, the whole thing falls apart. Currently my second in command doesn’t have the abilities and skill to lead them all. I manage everything about my group so I’m obligated to push myself in order to keep it going.” She explained, not really even a sound of regret or displease in her voice. She liked her life despite how much pressure on her health it sometimes gave her.” Still even this is nothing in comparison to have the responsibility on an entire kingdom on your shoulders, so I just do what I can.” She added.
“Besides I do relax!” She suddenly added and swung her hand around as if she held her waraxe.” I relax during battles! It’s the perfect way to just kick back, stop worrying about logistics and just kick the living hell out of anything that has the bad idea to get in your way!” Chalsea exclaimed with an almost childish glee about it.” Nothing better than a good old fight! In the end I simply love my job~!” She was then just about to try to put on the glove when a spark of electricity between it and her ring struck, causing her to jolt.” OUCH!”
“Huh… seems my ring doesn’t like that glove…” She said, throwing a look between the two.” I will try it later in my room, when I take off the ring then.” She added.
The Nomad then rose an eyebrow as she noticed the other woman lift her skirt on the right leg, revealing her tight. Chalsea couldn’t exactly stop looking until Adalia unstrapped the glove from her tight. It was then that the nomad realized what she was doing and pulled her sight away.’ What are you doing, Chalsea!?’ She screamed in her mind, trying to calm herself. She was acting like a teenager whenever around Adalia for some reason! Hell she needed more training it seems, that would calm her.
Brining her thoughts once more under control she carefully took the glove almost as if afraid she’d damage it and examined it.” So this is the glove you told me about earlier?” She asked, wondering what exactly this seemingly normal glove would do. Then again it was a magical glove so the effects that the queen explained earlier were quite possible. It wasn’t often one got to receive magical artifacts that would boost one’s abilities with seemingly no drawbacks.
“You know, to the north sometimes they use similar items… There are those called berserkers to the north. The crazed warriors of the Nords. Very dangerous foes who’s rage fills them so much they lose themselves to it. Some are born with that innate ability to give themselves to the rage, some do it through special… substances like mushrooms and so forth. Thing is that they sometimes have these magical pelts that boost one’s abilities in exchange for their minds. Which while normally a huge drawback, for a berserker, who’s mind is already swallowed by the rage, turns it into one of the most terrifying thing I’ve seen on the battlefield.” She recalled and put the glove on top of her palm to just check if it would fit her first.” So this does the same thing without the mind losing effect? I will try it later.” She added.
“I don’t have the right to not worry and pressure myself.” Chalsea eventually said with a sigh.” I’m the leader of a warband, that’s a lot of responsibility, Adala.” The mercenary said, rubbing her eyes a little and then yawning for a brief moment.” Without it’s leader a warband would crumble in a moment. Those men are mercenaries, each is individual and each fight in his own way. They are different from an army. The army has regulations and standards there is a clear chain of command, but in a warband the moment a leader dies, unless the vicecaptain is good enough to hold all the group together, the whole thing falls apart. Currently my second in command doesn’t have the abilities and skill to lead them all. I manage everything about my group so I’m obligated to push myself in order to keep it going.” She explained, not really even a sound of regret or displease in her voice. She liked her life despite how much pressure on her health it sometimes gave her.” Still even this is nothing in comparison to have the responsibility on an entire kingdom on your shoulders, so I just do what I can.” She added.
“Besides I do relax!” She suddenly added and swung her hand around as if she held her waraxe.” I relax during battles! It’s the perfect way to just kick back, stop worrying about logistics and just kick the living hell out of anything that has the bad idea to get in your way!” Chalsea exclaimed with an almost childish glee about it.” Nothing better than a good old fight! In the end I simply love my job~!” She was then just about to try to put on the glove when a spark of electricity between it and her ring struck, causing her to jolt.” OUCH!”
“Huh… seems my ring doesn’t like that glove…” She said, throwing a look between the two.” I will try it later in my room, when I take off the ring then.” She added.
The witches let out cute innocent smiles as the queen mentioned them keeping secrets. They giggled a little before suddenly holding each other’s hands and they spun a few times.” Of course we have secrets~” Vala replied.” Chalsea has secrets~” Sala replied before they finally stopped spinning and looked at Adalia with childish smiles.” You have secrets~!” They added in unison, before nodding, pretty confident they had proven their point on the matter.
When Adalia mentioned brining them sweets, the girls’ eyes lit up like Adalia just told them the best news they’ve ever heard. They started blushing with smiles and nodding and then they tilted their heads at the mention of the special thing she was going to give them. They each made a pondering expression before shrugging.” Fine~” Vala replied and spun around her sister.” It will be our secret~” Sala added and caught her sister’s arm, bringing her to a stop.” We will see you tomorrow, Adalia!” They said with almost singing voice as they ran back towards the market place and vanished from sight in their way back to their housing and their rooms.
“Hmmm…?” Chalsea suddenly made a rather cute waking up and questioning sound as her sweet sleep and probably dreams were disturbed by Adalia. It took a little before the nomad was even able to open her eyes.” Wha…?” She mumbled, narrowing her eyes and pulling a hand to protect them from the moonlight that was currently bathing her. She groaned a few times as she forced herself to blink and basically restart her higher brain functions.
“Adalia…?” She asked, trying to focus on who was trying to wake her up from her nice slumber.” It is you.” Chalsea added with a smile, reaching over and placing her hand on Adalia’s for a few seconds before she blinked once more, looking about the place and then up at the moon.” Wha…” She said in confusion.
“Oh my…” The mercenary leader said in panic as she almost jumped on her feet, realizing the situation.” It’s past midnight!” She stated in shock.” We had an agreement!!! I’m so sorry, I must have fell asleep!” She started to apologize, feeling really bad about it. Adalia had arranged for their nightly walk around the city and she as the fool she was fell asleep!” I must have drifted off when I came to take a breather from all the alcohol fumes in the air around the marketplace… I’ve been running on spare energy since we headed here… cause I had to set an example for the troops…” Chalsea said, realizing she let her fatigue catch up with her and ruin the nice evening plans they had.
“Damn it… I screwed up again.” She stated in grumble, angry at herself for this huge failure. There went what could pretty much have been her first date basically in years.’ Great going, Chalsea now you made bad impression.’ She thought to herself and looked at Adalia.
“I really have no words good enough to apologize for this…” She said and sighed.” And I was even looking so much towards to it…” Chalsea added as she patted her dress here and there to dust it off from all the sitting on the ground. Her hair was still giving off silver moonlight glitters.
“Adalia, I promise that I will find a way to make it up to you for tonight.” She promised with almost pleading voice.
When Adalia mentioned brining them sweets, the girls’ eyes lit up like Adalia just told them the best news they’ve ever heard. They started blushing with smiles and nodding and then they tilted their heads at the mention of the special thing she was going to give them. They each made a pondering expression before shrugging.” Fine~” Vala replied and spun around her sister.” It will be our secret~” Sala added and caught her sister’s arm, bringing her to a stop.” We will see you tomorrow, Adalia!” They said with almost singing voice as they ran back towards the market place and vanished from sight in their way back to their housing and their rooms.
“Hmmm…?” Chalsea suddenly made a rather cute waking up and questioning sound as her sweet sleep and probably dreams were disturbed by Adalia. It took a little before the nomad was even able to open her eyes.” Wha…?” She mumbled, narrowing her eyes and pulling a hand to protect them from the moonlight that was currently bathing her. She groaned a few times as she forced herself to blink and basically restart her higher brain functions.
“Adalia…?” She asked, trying to focus on who was trying to wake her up from her nice slumber.” It is you.” Chalsea added with a smile, reaching over and placing her hand on Adalia’s for a few seconds before she blinked once more, looking about the place and then up at the moon.” Wha…” She said in confusion.
“Oh my…” The mercenary leader said in panic as she almost jumped on her feet, realizing the situation.” It’s past midnight!” She stated in shock.” We had an agreement!!! I’m so sorry, I must have fell asleep!” She started to apologize, feeling really bad about it. Adalia had arranged for their nightly walk around the city and she as the fool she was fell asleep!” I must have drifted off when I came to take a breather from all the alcohol fumes in the air around the marketplace… I’ve been running on spare energy since we headed here… cause I had to set an example for the troops…” Chalsea said, realizing she let her fatigue catch up with her and ruin the nice evening plans they had.
“Damn it… I screwed up again.” She stated in grumble, angry at herself for this huge failure. There went what could pretty much have been her first date basically in years.’ Great going, Chalsea now you made bad impression.’ She thought to herself and looked at Adalia.
“I really have no words good enough to apologize for this…” She said and sighed.” And I was even looking so much towards to it…” Chalsea added as she patted her dress here and there to dust it off from all the sitting on the ground. Her hair was still giving off silver moonlight glitters.
“Adalia, I promise that I will find a way to make it up to you for tonight.” She promised with almost pleading voice.
Chalsea originally planned to stay away from the party for just a little while, but as often happened plans didn’t always turn out the way one hoped to. Truth was she felt tired and left to get some fresh air away from all the commotion and the alcohol aroma in the air that was getting to her senses. Truth was that the nomad had not slept much the past week almost. It’s been over five days since she went with little no sleep. Last night she barely took 10 or so minutes with the total sleep since they started to ride towards the White Stone City being just under two hours.
As she had leaned on the wall to rest a little and clear her head, she soon found herself sitting and eventually before she realized the nomad had drifted off under the influence of the lack of sleep mostly as she barely drank any wine tonight, but then again in her tired state even half of what she actually drank would have been enough to cause her to fall asleep pretty much right away under normal circumstances.
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As the crowd broke up and everyone went their way home to their families or with a date and the queen finally was left alone on the marketplace. The city was quickly turning quiet as even Chalsea’s men who held a nord funeral outside the walls had returned to their granted home for the time being, but in fact Adalia was not alone in the marketplace as she probably believed.
From one of the side alleys a pair of girls appeared clearly returning from somewhere and headed towards the housing given to Chalsea’s warband. They were giggling about something as they noticed the queen who was waiting for the nomad.
It was the two young witches from Chalsea’s mercenary band. They quickly noticed Adalia and with a happy childish giggle ran next to her. They were still young and barely reached Adalia’s shoulder in height.” You are Queen Adalia, right?” The witches asked in unison, studying the immortal from head to toe before doing a quick spin around the woman to study her from each angle. They had big bright smiles, black elegant dresses adorned with raven feathers and they faces betrayed their childish innocent(maybe for witches) personalities.
“Are you waiting… for Chalsea, your majesy?” They finished each other’s sentences as they once more stopped spinning around the queen and looked at her with innocent smiles before they started to giggle again.” Come! With us!” They suddenly called in unison again before grabbing Adalia’s hands and started to pull her with them towards one of the alleys.
“Here!” Vala said as they reached the alleyway." There!" Sala pointed deeper into the alley.” Go there, you will see her!” She added, giggling, giving Adalia urging to go and check out what was there.
Truth was that Chalsea was still sleeping there in the alley, sitting on the ground, leaned on the wall with a calm relaxed expression on her face. She was bathed in the moonlight which had turned her beautiful blond hair into a river of silver.
“She was tired!” Sala stated, placing ah and on Adalia’s back to push her to go to Chalsea.” But by now she should have rested enough!” Vala added also placing a hand to urge the queen to go to their big sister.” She appears to like you, so you go wake her up!!!” They called in unison again with smiles that right now appeared a little devilish.
As she had leaned on the wall to rest a little and clear her head, she soon found herself sitting and eventually before she realized the nomad had drifted off under the influence of the lack of sleep mostly as she barely drank any wine tonight, but then again in her tired state even half of what she actually drank would have been enough to cause her to fall asleep pretty much right away under normal circumstances.
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As the crowd broke up and everyone went their way home to their families or with a date and the queen finally was left alone on the marketplace. The city was quickly turning quiet as even Chalsea’s men who held a nord funeral outside the walls had returned to their granted home for the time being, but in fact Adalia was not alone in the marketplace as she probably believed.
From one of the side alleys a pair of girls appeared clearly returning from somewhere and headed towards the housing given to Chalsea’s warband. They were giggling about something as they noticed the queen who was waiting for the nomad.
It was the two young witches from Chalsea’s mercenary band. They quickly noticed Adalia and with a happy childish giggle ran next to her. They were still young and barely reached Adalia’s shoulder in height.” You are Queen Adalia, right?” The witches asked in unison, studying the immortal from head to toe before doing a quick spin around the woman to study her from each angle. They had big bright smiles, black elegant dresses adorned with raven feathers and they faces betrayed their childish innocent(maybe for witches) personalities.
“Are you waiting… for Chalsea, your majesy?” They finished each other’s sentences as they once more stopped spinning around the queen and looked at her with innocent smiles before they started to giggle again.” Come! With us!” They suddenly called in unison again before grabbing Adalia’s hands and started to pull her with them towards one of the alleys.
“Here!” Vala said as they reached the alleyway." There!" Sala pointed deeper into the alley.” Go there, you will see her!” She added, giggling, giving Adalia urging to go and check out what was there.
Truth was that Chalsea was still sleeping there in the alley, sitting on the ground, leaned on the wall with a calm relaxed expression on her face. She was bathed in the moonlight which had turned her beautiful blond hair into a river of silver.
“She was tired!” Sala stated, placing ah and on Adalia’s back to push her to go to Chalsea.” But by now she should have rested enough!” Vala added also placing a hand to urge the queen to go to their big sister.” She appears to like you, so you go wake her up!!!” They called in unison again with smiles that right now appeared a little devilish.
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