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Fae Courtis: The Wylde Hunt

@LadyRunic

Galahad gave the girl a cold look. "Your knowledge of the fae betrays you. And for this reason you are free to leave unharmed. Run back to your master little human," Galahad said. He turned to the fae who'd just arrived but refrained from speaking. He knew that he'd delayed here for to long and that he should be fleeing Fall territory. He shouldn't have even entered in the first place, but Galahad had no time for regrets. He motioned for his men to follow as he began making his way towards the border to return to Summer territory. He could sense something in the trees and another fae that was moving towards them, fast. Powerful but not as powerful as Falk. Galahad continued towards the border, sword in hand and armor clanging as he and his followers ran. Galahad had once lost a soldier to Falk. A long time ago. He'd been caught in a trap, laid out for the Hunt. He'd never seen that little Gremlin again, though Galahad was certain that he was enslaved. Enslavement would be a mercy compared to the stories Galahad had heard of Falk's tortures. But Galahad would be no slave. And so he ran.

Fae Courtis: The Wylde Hunt

@LadyRunic Also how long do you want us to wait between posts. I've been trying to follow a three post rule but I can be posting faster. I just don't like to leave anyone in the dust on account of the fact that I'm on here to avoid homework.

Fae Courtis: The Wylde Hunt

Would this name rule affect fae at all or are they immune to that?

Fae Courtis: The Wylde Hunt

@LadyRunic

Galahad heard a loud metallic noise, distant but close enough that his fae hearing could pick up on it. His head whipped in the direction of the noise. He saw nothing, but he knew someone was there. He gestured for his men to follow him as he moved across the forest silently, a feat that had taken him years to master. As he passed by trees he checked for adversaries, but he found no one, until he came to a particularly large tree. He spun around to the other side gracefully and found a human girl, dressed in Victorian era clothing. Her hair was bright red, and she had bags in her hand. His soldiers raised their swords at the sight of her, but he motioned for them to hold their swings. The girl was afraid of them. "Who are you girl?" he asked in a harsh tone, his face colder than the snow that fell in Winter Court.

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Galahad brought his sword up to parry the blow from his opponent, sending sparks flying. He advanced on the fae that was facing him, staring him in the eye. The fae across from him was an outlaw Spring-Born, a servant who'd fled from his master. Galahad cared little about the crime, and more about the reward. He swung his sword again and this time it disarmed the weaker fae that stood across from him. The outlaw, who couldn't have been older than him, fell to his knees. "I yield sir. Please, let me live," the boy said, fear in his eyes. Galahad, smirking, gestured for him to stand, before turning to his soldiers who'd been watching the fight, waiting to see if their leader would command their help. Tie him up. We're to return him to the Spring Court," he said, his voice stern. Two satyrs rushed to tie the sniveling Spring-Born up, and he was soon being pulled along behind Galahad's procession as they marched through the forest.

Galahad led an oddball bunch. Most of them were people searching for adventure, or those who'd been driven out. There was one ent, a gremlin, two pixies, a water nymph, an air nymph, a couple of season-born, and of course, Galahad's second in command, Brenna. Although Brenna was on a mission of her own right now, she'd normally be marching alongside Galahad, bothering him the whole way. As the group marched through the forest, currently near the border that separated the Fall and Summer Courts, Galahad sensed it. It was a slight breeze, one that many wouldn't even notice. Falk had begun his Hunt. "Damn it!" the Winter-Born exclaimed, sensing the trouble that was on the horizon. "Everyone, pick up speed! Falk has begun his Hunt, and if he catches us near the Fall Court, or anywhere in fact, these weapons will be useless!" he shouted. His soldiers' faces fell, their worry noticeable as they picked up the pace. What in the hell is Falk doing? I thought he'd be at the Peace Gathering. That's the only reason I even risked getting this close to his land Galahad thought. The Fall Lord was not someone that even Galahad would dare trifle with. If he was lucky, he'd make it to a safe haven, and when the Hunt was over he could get his rewards for the prisoner he'd captured. But if he wasn't... well, he knew the stories.

Brenna found that of all the Courts, she liked the feel of Spring the best. The flowers and the smells. Sure, Summer was her home, but she had never wanted to be home. And plus, the drinks that they served in the Spring taverns was remarkable. Brenna was currently seated at a table in the back of a tavern in the spring court, dressed in her normal outfit, nursing a cup of some drink that only the Spring Court fae knew how to make.

From where she was sitting, she could see her target, an outlaw Winter-Born from the Winter Court. Brenna had long since stopped caring about what crime he had committed, but she cared very much about the sack of gold that was waiting for her back in Winter Court. As she finished her drink, the fae got up from his table where fae sat with his friends. Now's my chance Brenna thought, moving to meet the man at the bar. She tucked a dagger into her sleeve and tousled her dark tresses as she sauntered over, smiling the smile of a dumb girl. She could feel the fae eyeing her as she moved, could tell that he was mentally undressing her. Good. Let him be distracted. She met went up to the bar where she payed for her drink, and turned to offer the fae a smile and a wink before sauntering off and out of the tavern, and into the brightness of Spring Court. She knew he was following. They always did. Why wouldn't they? She was any fae's dream.

She made her way towards the Spring Castle, a grand structure, with the outlaw following behind. She could hear his footfalls, loud as they were. Suddenly, with no warning, she turned a sprung at him, the knife coming out of her sleeve and coming to rest at his throat. "So here's how this is going to work. You, are going to come quietly, and I am going to bring you back to Winter Court to who ever wants you. If you care to struggle, well then I can always start nicking off appendages," she said, grinning. He whimpered and nodded. "Perfect. Now hold still one moment," she said as she bound his hands together, and tethered him to another rope that she now held in her hands. And, with her prize collected, she marched off towards Winter Court, a bounce in her step as she did so.

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@LadyRunic Okay awesome. They will definitely disagree on a lot but their friendship comes more from a mutual respect than common personalities.

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@LadyRunic Okay I got my characters up. Let me know if there's anything you want fixed :)

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Galahad Taiscéalaí

"I promise you this. If all I grant you is death, it shall be a mercy."

Name: Galahad Taiscéalaí
Race: Winter-born
Position: Member of the Winter Court
Age: 300 years old, although he looks no older than 17
Personality: Galahad is cold and unyielding, much like the other members of his court. His humor is dry and it is not uncommon to hear a tinge of sarcasm in his words. He is very stubborn in his ways, and has an issue with authority, one that often causes him to disobey orders that he deems unintelligent. Galahad values mind over matter in all walks of life, and is known for using his intelligence to get him out of any and all sticky situations. God knows he's been in quite a few. This doesn't mean that Galahad is a pacifist however. He's strong, and understands that battle's are around every corner, and so he makes it a point to be prepared for everything.
Appearance: Galahad takes after his mother in appearance, and could very easily pass as a human. The only distinguishing features of the Fae are his slightly pointed ears. His hair is a dark brown, curly and cut near his ears. His eyes are a misty grey color, like the fog that sometimes falls over the Lake of Avalon, and they seem to hold all the answers in them, even though they rarely do. His skin is pale, ivory in tone, and his face is rounded, with a pronounced jawline that is covered in light stubble.
Background: Galahad was born to a Winter-Born father and a human mother. His father was a blacksmith, and no body is too certain who the mother was. Some say she was a servant in the land of the Fae. Others say that his father had traveled to the human's realm and consorted with a queen. No one is really certain, although everyone does know that Galahad was raised by his father. His father taught him to fight, instilling in him the lesson that the world will go to those who are strong enough to hold it, and that the only true power in the world is that of a sword. When Galahad was old enough, he set out on his own and used his fighting skills to pave his way in the world. He founded a group of Fae who felt like they didn't belong with their people, or just wanted adventure. The group would hunt Outlaw Fae for their bounties, and he's been doing this for the past 200 years.

Brenna Ahearne

"There is a storm on the horizon. I hope your ready to have some fun."

Name: Brenna Ahearne
Race: Summer-Born
Position: Member
Age: 267 years old, though she looks no older than 17
Personality: Brenna is arrogant, adventurous and vain. She is humorous, and never takes anything too seriously. She lives for the thrill of adventure, and a good fight. She is known through out the Fae's realm as a notorious tease, bringing Fae men to their knees with her penetrating gaze and her fluttering eyes. While her best friend, Galahad, values intelligence and is quick to use his words, Brenna is always looking for a good reason to run someone through.
Appearance: Brenna has long, dark hair that falls halfway down her back. Most of the time it is left to run wild, let down and free, although for special occasions she will do it up. Her face is rather angular, and her ears have a distinct point. Her eyes have a look that most men would go to war over. Their a deep, deep blue, as blue as the Lake of Avalon. Her skin is tanned from her adventures, though only lightly so.
Background: Brenna is the daughter of two high ranking Fae, although she always rejected the life of high society. From a young age she'd felt like her life belonged in the wild, adventuring and living free. She taught herself how to shoot a bow and wield a sword, as her parents would never hire someone to train her. The day she reached adulthood, she set out, to join a group she'd heard only whispers about. This was the group that Galahad had started, already making a name for themselves. She found and joined their ranks, and she and Galahad became fast friends, a duo that many fear to face in battle.

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@smarty0114 misfits-? I like the idea of them working together for their own means. Also, what would they be hunting? Weaker Fae, humans? Outlaw Fae are open game for all Courts. Also for a story point, they would HAVE to avoid the Fall Court religiously. Falk does not like poachers. Of course if they didn't.... Oh God I have a very evil Fae behind me...

*Deeper chuckle*

@LadyRunic

Yeah just any fae who felt like they didn't belong. Maybe a human who's master died and felt like they were in danger if that's possible. And they'd be hunting outlaws maybe do a little contract work here and there. And maybe a run in with the Fall Court would make for a very decent little adventure from the sounds of it.

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So would it be cool if I made sort of bounty hunter like characters? I was thinking about doing two fae, a Spring-Born and a Winter-Born who are both members of their respective court but tend to go off hunting outlaws with a group of misfits that they put together. Maybe they'd end up rising through the ranks of their courts later on but for now this is what they'd be. Anyhow I just wanted to make sure that was lore friendly.