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@Yoona@SouffleGirl123

I feel sorry for you girls XD, Souffie weren't you girls winning at some point?

@SgtEasy

Yes, for a fair while

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Children of Light and Darkness at War: Can Love Bloom on a Battle Field? (Still unsure of the title) (no longer active)

Carson walked by the princess' side, his golden-brown eyes darting every-which-way, his hand hovering by his sword. He was alert and ready for anything but he hadn't signed up to do this. He joined the king's army to fight and assist in acquiring peace throughout the land, not to escort the giddy princess through the winding corridors and spend long hours by her door. It just didn't fill the job description he was sure he applied for, however, the king insisted his cohort take most guard duty, whether it was because they weren't strong enough or were ideal to have if the castle ever was attacked Carson was unsure, not that it'd be likely that the castle was attacked.

The giddy angel giggled as she chatted to him casually, teasing him light-heartedly. This wasn't what he signed up for but he had no problem in the princess' company, actually quite enjoyed it no matter how awkward it was. Fun, yes, but he was meant to act professional, however, the princess made it easy to let go of such need of professionalism, her fun-loving, almost child-like manner made it very easy indeed.

Well next time you run off when you're supposed to be under my care be sure to take me with you," he jokes, nudging her playfully before tagging on an awkward "Your highness,"

An illegal hunt | An Ebonfort RP|

Before she had gone anywhere the Orc had, once again, grabbed her by the collar and brought her to his face him. For a woman, or any human for that matter, Aelia was tall, almost unnaturally so yet the orc towered over her only assisting in his intimidating appearance. Intimidating and irritating Aelia thought to herself, rolling her eyes ever-so-slightly. Often would she say the first thing that popped into her head but she wasn't that stupid. The orc growled words at the young huntress and she listened, last thing wanted to do was be pounded in the head by this oaf. The orc set her down, growling more words her direction. Aelia looked at him directly, arms folded and a scowl on her pale lips, yet taking in every word.

The woman joined them now, the sweat on her forehead not so obvious as she explained the hunting rules come Spring, they seemed reasonable enough, no hunting larger less common animals as they procreated. Sure, it'd be a stretch but that was something Aelia would, grudgingly, roll with. It was in hearing it was the pair's job to inform new hunters that irked her. "And in what reality is it right to inform one of such a rule by waiting until they break it and throwing them on the ground! She was annoyed in such form. Had she had known this earlier she would have spent her day hunting squirrels or selling off the last of yesterday's game, not that she had been out long and acquired much- just a couple of squirrels and a hare, but she wouldn't be here being thrown to the ground or growled at by an orc. Wouldn't it have been easier for both parties if they had just told her upon Spring's approach?

The woman then introduced herself and the orc to the scowling red-head, offering her a kind smile. Talia seemed nice enough but it was the orc, Gorrak, Aelia had a problem with, however, he was physically advantaged over her and because of that so wasn't going to try anything, not quite yet at least. The young huntress sighed, tugging on the strap of her quiver which was still full of arrows, 29 to be exact. "I suppose I must introduce myself," she says, mumbling slightly to show her annoyance yet clear enough to be heard, "I am Aelia Tyrannson, decendant of the Anuirean."She then folds her arms again, "And I do not like your method of informing me of these rules. Are there any others I'm yet to be informed of or are you going to wait until I break them?"

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Aelia barely had time to struggle nor scream before she was thrown to the ground by a strong hand that had lifted her with ease. Routinely she ensured she rolled on the ground to lower the impact of the landing, turning to see a massive face of a scowling orc. "Another young one, hm?" He growled "Then I assume you are not aware of the rules we have about hunting during this time." Now at this point Aelia would have some snark remark to shoot back, whether it be confusion on this fast-paced scene or the orc's intimidating figure, she couldn't bring herself to say anything, not that she had the time before woman spoke from behind the orc before kneeling by Aelia, and wrapping an arm around her shoulder.

Aelia just sat in silence as the odd pair bickered, barely a clue in what was going on before the woman walked over to the gazelle, placing her hand to hover over the beast. For a quick moment a small collided with the body of the Gazelle. Aelia was at a loss, what the hell was going on? That was when the beast slowly rose as if it had just taken rest by the stream and not just been put to death. Slowly and carefully the woman slid the arrow out of the animal's head and placed her other hand over the wounds, a slight glow showed from the edge of her hand and, quite promptly, the Gazelle bounded away. Aelia slowly rose to her feet. Who were these people?

"Talia, you mustn't do such things in plain sight." The orc warned the woman who had collapsed to the ground, sweat beading her forehead. She didn't say anything but dismiss his words with a wave. That wasn't magic as it? No, it couldn't be! Magic was nothing but history now, alongside the Anuirean clan and their land possession. Magic was nothing but a whisper now but this woman.... what else could it have been? There was no logical explanation, not that magic was entirely logical even if it was still around. Aelia attempted to push thoughts from her mind but she couldn't, they pressed against her head demanding answers. The orc was slightly further from the red-haired huntress, should she run? No, he was stronger and bigger than her, he probably could catch her with ease. In her head she thought through many solutions to get out unharmed.

"What is your name, child?" The orc asked, his tone still not ringing kindness in the young huntress' ears. She pursed her lips.

"And who's inquiring?" she spat, folding her arms and looking back at the orc. Truthfully he intimidated her, scared her even, he had the advantage both height and strength-wise, but she wasn't going to show such a feeling, or she was going to try and cover it up at least. She then slowly slung her quiver of arrows over her shoulder, followed by her bow. "I have no idea what is going on with you two but, thank you for losing my perfect kill and throwing me on the ground, it's been fun, but I'm going to go hunt elsewhere," she snaps before swiftly turning on the spot and starting to head east.

((closed)) Any girls up for a love triangle?

I'd be interested. Shout me a PM when you're on :)

Ebonfort

Anywho, looking for a small group Ebonfort RP if anyone else want to do one :).

An illegal hunt | An Ebonfort RP|

@Rekaigan

An illegal hunt | An Ebonfort RP|

Starting Date and Time: 3rd day of Saffra, 6th scratch in the morning, 301DM

Starting Location: Forest bordering Silent Rise

CS URLs: Aelia Tyrannson & GM

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Aelia crouched behind two bushes, each beginning to grow deep green leaves upon the return of spring, her bow raised and an arrow nocked. Spring had only returned a couple of days prior but already was colour returning to the forest and the bitter cold of winter was evanescent in the warmth of the spring sun. In the distance the sun was just starting to reveal itself accompanied by a variety of soft hued colours and it wasn’t long before a gazelle slowly trotted to a close by stream within Aelia’s vision. She couldn’t believe her luck! It was very rare for a gazelle to be so slow and seem so off-guard, however, Aelia had only been in the hunting business for less than a year, perhaps it was normal this time of year?

Taking a slow shallow breaths the young archer re-positioned her bow slightly, inspecting the gazelle from afar. Adult, most likely male judging on its horns, decently built. Yes, it will sell for a nice price. It seemed as if the animal was too relaxed in the warm rays of the rising sun to be ready to leap off, peculiar but helpful. In one swift, fluid move the young huntress rose and drew her bow pulling the string of her bow taut, aiming for the fantastic beast’s eye. She released, the arrow flying through the air, leaving nothing but a trailing whistle in silence of the forest. In a lot of cases the gazelle would be right on the case and would be leaping off, it’s backside obtaining the blow slowing it enough for Aelia to shoot a successful arrow. Aelia, as much interest she showed in hunting as a child, was still getting used to making clean shots, however, with each shot she made she was evidently getting better and even succeeded in making a clean shot when hunting a gazelle, and this was one of those times, the beast was not fast enough and the arrow pierced him straight through the eyes, leading to its quick death.

The huntress was just about jog off to retrieve her arrow and her prize when she was stopped.