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    ~*~ Legends: Wolf Stone ~*~

    Legend tells of a kingdom that lay deep within the earth, hidden from human view to never be seen. Outside of this kingdom things are constantly advancing, while inside the world is still stuck deep within the midevil times. When the Court of Azryal betrays the rest of the kingdom, Queen Adriane Du Vale sends out three of her greatest Soldiars, paired along with her own daughter, a guide who knows much about the outside world.

    ~*~ Plot ~*~

    The Council of Azryal has betrayed the kindom of Ophelie by stealing the most precious of items, the Wolf Stone, and hiding it. The Wolf Stone is said to harbor great power, and is what hides Ophelie from the outside world. In fact, without it, the people who have been hiding within Ophelie for thousands of years, will finally begin to age until they die.

    You play as one of the Three Soldiars of Ophelie, and under the Queens order you have been sent out of Ophelie to retreive the hidden Wolf Stone. Led by the Queens daughter, you will face many hard ships, after all Ophelie is much different from the world we know.

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    Chapters. (Chapters in the story (Or Arcs if you would prefer) Will last to about ten-fifteen pages or less, depending on what is planned. There will be approximatly twelve chapters. Some long some short.)

    Betrayal: Currently in progress.

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    Good Roles:
    Knight: Hansel-Sama
    Rouge: Daniel Moonlight
    Mage: Aevi-Thorne
    Guide: Played by Bloody

    Neutral Roles:
    Wolf Stone: Played by DellaCraven33
    Queen of Ophelie NPC
    King of Ophelie NPC

    Evil Roles:
    Leader of the Azryel Council:
    Knight of the Azryel Council: Played by Frodei
    Mage of the Azryal Council: Played by EssiShore24
    Rouge of the Azryal Council: Immabrit

    Other Roles:
    Choco/Choclate: Played by Dellacraven33


    (More Roles to be opened up soon)
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    More info on the Wolf Stone, The Azryal Council, Ophelie, and the Royal Family.

    The Wolf Stone: It can take the shape of various forms, but most commonly it is in the shape of a young child. Though it is not technically human, it can still think, and talk as a human, just without emotional attachments. Often the stone is said to be the most powerful being on earth, though that is far from true. The Wolf stone posed as a servent for many years, and at the same time protected Ophelie from the outside world. Some call The Wolf Stone a blessing, others call it a Sin. Who is to say?

    Forms Of The Wolf Stone:
    Human Child (Female version): Often the Wolf Stone will pose as a Human female child, with the trade mark silvery gray hair (Sometimes white or blonde) and cold gray eyes. The stone will look to be no more then six or seven years old, depending on wich form it decides to take.

    Human Child (Male): Often the Wolf Stone will pose as a human male child, with gray/silver hair or white/blonde hair, depending on which form it takes. Its eyes will always be the same trade mark cold gray, and will look to be no older then six or seven depending on which form it takes.

    Stone: A normal silvery gray stone, that also has odd black markings, the stone is smooth and egg shaped.

    Wolf: A white wolf, with odd black markings and red eyes. This form is mainly for attack.

    Sword: Able to be weilded by one warrior that is pure of heart, nobody has yet to be able to weild the stone in blade form.


    The Azryal Council: The queens council, also people who decide what goes on and when. The whole Council is made up of several different classes, and is what we would call the government. They are highly the most respected people in Ophelie, and make all of the descisions. Of course, that doesn't mean there are not some bad apple's in the group, who after learning of the Wolf Stone, stole it, and is hiding with it in the real world. Their intentions are unknown though.

    Ophelie: The Wolf Stone created Ophelie as a safe haven, hiding it from everyone and anyone who dare try and destroy it. Back in the old times, people would call it the kingdom of darkness, as every time night fell many clouds would gather above the kingdom, and nowhere else in the sky. Ophelie is a beautiful kingdom that sits by a lake side, with the large white castle overlooking it all, many villages are scattered through out, and anybody who chooses to live in Ophelie quite literally lives forever, and becomes immortal.

    The Royal Family: Led by the High Queen, lady Adriane Du Vale. Her daughter and step son rule over the kingdom, as they are the king and queen, the High Queen is simply the one who looks everything over to make sure no mistakes are made. The Royal family has led Ophelie for years, and has always been the same, though now the queen has a daughter, who will someday take over the throne.

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    Character Sub-Classes

    Knight Sub-Classes.

    Swordsman
    Scout
    Archer
    Gunner

    Mage Sub-Classes

    Healer
    Summoner
    Necromancer
    Spell Caster

    Rouge Sub-Classes

    Ranger
    Bandit
    Assasin
    Theif (Difference from Bandit is that theifs are trained.)

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    Character Sheets:

    Role:
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    Name:
    Nickname(s): (If any)
    Age:
    Gender:
    Class:
    Sub-class(s): (You may have two sub-classes)
    Weapon: (Must go along with sub-class)
    Personality:
    History:
    Secret Code Word Of Awesomeness:
    Other:

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    Rules:

    1. No godmodding what so ever, this includes controlling other peoples characters, even if its a tiny bit such as saying that the character started attacking you, then you will be notified. If it continues you will be ejected from the roleplay.
    2. Keep posts at a moderate lenght, 5-8 sentances at the least.
    3. No Powerplaying, all mighty characters will be rejected, and those who are extremely strong (Save for The Wolf Stone seeing as that character wont be fighting) will not be accepted, everyone has faults and weaknesses.
    4. No Mary-sues or Gary-stu's
    5. No Meta gaming,put 191819 in the code area. some characters can know each other already, and some cannot. Just like nobody will personally know the Wolf Stone or the Princess, but will know them by name.

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    My Character:

    Role: The Wolf Stone
    As a young Female:

    As a Young Male:

    As a Wolf:

    Name: No name, but often reffered to as Wolf.
    Nickname(s): No Nickname.
    Age: No gender, though when in human form can often look to be 6 or 7
    Gender: has both a female form and a male form.
    Class: has no class
    Sub-class(s): has no sub-class
    Weapon: Is a weapon.
    Personality: An inanimate object that has had no reason to have emotions does not have a personality, Wolf simply feeds off of other emotions, and conveys them as such, though she can act, talk, and think human, emotions are hard to show because Wolf has no emotions.
    History: There is no real history for Wolf, for Wolf had been alive since the dawn of time, starting off as a mere stone, that began to become more and more human. Soon Wolf found that humanity was becoming to distressful to itself, and sealed off one area of the world called Ophelie, since then Wolf has been hiding itself there, until human kind destroys itself.
    Secret Code Word Of Awesomeness: I dont need it, because I am the creator :P
    Other: None.





    Role: Other character/Queens "pet"


    Name: Chocolate
    Nickname(s): Choco
    Age: 1 years old in cat years.
    Gender: Female
    Class: Mage
    Sub-class(s): Summoner
    Weapon: Staff
    Personality: Choco is...Crazy, wild, and adventurous. She is the Royal families pet, and can switch between human and cat form. She is easily excited, and always appears at random times.
    History: Choco was born little over a year ago, and since then has been the royal families pet.
    Secret Code Word Of Awesomeness: Dont need it :P
    Other: none.
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    Role: Guide/Princess


    Name: Andromeda Solstice Du Vale
    Nickname(s): N/A
    Age: 22
    Gender: Female
    Class: No Class, she is a Guide.
    Sub-class(s): No Sub-Class, she is simply a Guide.
    Weapon: Sword
    Personality: A bit of a know it all, often sarcastic and witty, with a tendancy to be rude and demanding. Andromeda gets annoyed easily, and annoys people easily as well. She tends to get a bit whiny when on long journeys, and tends to stay away from Ophelie. She knows everything and anything there is to know about the outside world. Of course that is also the reason for her being a know it all, as she tends to get on peoples nerves a lot.
    History:Born in Ophelie and raised there, when she was young she began to travel out of Ophelie, with the Wolf Stones permission of course, and since then has been dissapearing and reappearing in Ophelie for years. Though now she has been called back to Ophelie, she is being forced to be a Guide.
    Secret Code Word Of Awesomeness: 1982783
    Other: None


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    ((Can i play as a part of the Azryel Council? :O ))
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    (Course you can, just make a sheet, there are Azryel Council spots open in the roles area.)
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    Role: Knight of the Azryel Council
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    Name: William Hourus II
    Nickname(s): None.
    Age: Seemingly around 30~
    Gender: Male
    Class: Knight
    Sub-class(s): Swordsman
    Weapon: Sword and shield ( as in picture )
    Personality: Noble. Quite the ego, thinks highly of himself.
    History: Born, and raised, to inherit his fathers position in the Azryel Council, as a Knight. He lived a harsh life. They always had high expections of him. He always had to prove himself worthy. He may have lived in a noble house, but in an outsiders eye, he would look just like any little beggar boy on the street. His father did not want to waste good clothes, or food on a boy who might not prove himself worthy of beeing his son. But the years passed, and William grew strong and noble. His father started to accept him more and more, and teaching him the way of beeing a noble. How to treat your subordinates, and the people below you. But, it didn't get any easier, he still had high expectations of him. And by the age of 20-25, his father passed away, leaving the position as a knight in the Azryel Council open for him to take.
    Secret Code Word Of Awesomeness: 145632
    Other: None.
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    EDIT: Accepted and Added.
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    Awesomesauce!

    Can't wait to get started.
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    (Shouldnt take long, I do beleive that Essi is joining, and Bloody will most likely force midnight to join. So, thats enough people to start, just have to wait for some sheets.)
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    Role: Azryel Mage

    Name: Carridwen Corrigan Manthe the Third
    Nickname(s): N/A
    Age: in her late 20~ about 26 or so, though she wont tell anybody how old she really is.
    Gender: Female
    Class: Mage
    Sub-class(s): Summoner and Spell Caster
    Weapon: Her book of spells wich lets her cast spells, and her staff.
    Personality: Smart, intuative, and reasonable. She has quite the way with words, and likes to tease people.
    History: Carridwen came from a long line of Mages, though her ancestors before her were all either Healers or Necromancers, she drifted away and became two things at once, a Spell Caster and a Summoner. With this said she was also permitted a place on the Azryel Council, as the head mage. Of course, she accepted, and lived up to the name that was given to her. Many call her one of the most valued Mages within Ophelie, others call her a temptress with no more skill then a child, yet nobody really knows who the real Carridwen is.
    Secret Code Word Of Awesomeness: 178288
    Other: None
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    (Accepted)

    (ATTENTION: Only two spots left to be a member of the Azryel council. Though I do encourage you to not be on there because we have other roles to fill lol)
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    Role: Rogue , Working for Queen

    Name: Ken Valdez
    Nickname: (You can call him anything you want!)
    Age: 18
    Gender: Male
    Class: Rogue
    Sub-class: Assassin
    Weapon: Hidden blade, sharp projectiles
    Personality: Mysterious and would probably scare someone by just by staring straight into his eye. He prefers to work alone.
    History: Lived in a forest with his father and came out of the trees age 11, started practicing with stealth and made his first hidden blade. No one really expected this boy to be an assassin. He was sent out to many assassinations, at age 17 he killed his 54th target and most of them were successful.
    Secret Code Word Of Awesomeness: 191819
    Other:
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    First off, that picture is not viewable in any way, find it again and put [IMG] [/IMG] on the sides of the link to get it to appear on here, because when I tried to copy the link and find the photo nothing happened, I would also much rather see the picture here.

    Second off, that is not the code, you have to have the code to even half way get accepted. It ensures me that you read absolutely everything.

    And third the role section should either say you are the Azryel council Rouge, or the one working for the queen.
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    Role: Mage

    Name: Aven Rose van der Bolt
    Nickname(s): Ave
    Age: 27
    Gender: Female
    Class: Mage
    Sub-class(s): Healer, Summoner
    Weapon: No weapon, she's a lover, not a fighter.
    Personality: Very at peace with herself. She doesn't much care for conflict, and will stay away whenever there is. She is quiet at times, but very happy and confident at others.
    History: Aven comes from a short line of Necromancers, but her grandfather (Necromancer) supposedly had an affair with someone other than Aven's grandmother. The affair was short, and the woman eventually ended up giving Aven's mother to the wife of her grandfather. This has not been proven, however, because Aven's grandfather is dead. The grandmother won't speak of it, but it is the only solution as to why Aven is a healer. She isn't very skilled, and earns for somebody to teach her the ways. She picked up Summoning from her father's side of the family, the boring drama free side. They've always been Summoners and probably always will. Aven has two small brothers, Zacheus and Raphielle, who she loves dearly. But they are away, sent off to go learn to read and write in the far kingdoms of the South.
    Secret Code Word Of Awesomeness: 191819
    Other: None
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    Role: Azryel Rogue

    Name: Black
    Nickname(s): Black
    Age:25
    Gender:male
    Class: Rogue
    Sub-class(s): Ranger, Bandit
    Weapon: sword, and bow
    Personality: He follows commands, but stays in the wilderness though. Prefers nature to civilization.
    History: was one of the Kings Rangers, but was betrayed by his former partner, and was trapped across the sea of Haar, was brought back by William, he and william became as brothers, so when william was inducted to the azryel council, black stepped up and took a spot.
    Secret Code Word Of Awesomeness:112714
    Other:none

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    Name:Froztar Unilion
    (Nick name): Frozt

    Age:48

    Gender: Male

    Class/Subclass: Rogue:Ranger/Swordsman

    Weapons: 4-5 short sword's / Longbow / Hunting Knife

    Personality: Silent(since he know's no one else), Polite(Because he was only tought a few way's to speak), Kind/Careing (The type that is the shoulder to cry on. you will find that out later though ^_^)

    History: Joined the army at the age of eight and was just recently asigned to the group to assist in the WolfStone Hunt.

    (Appearance with Ranger Gear) (not sure how to put it there xD)

    SecretCodeOfAwsomness:191819

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    Role: Knight

    Appearance:


    Name: Loki

    Nickname(s): Monkey Brain(More of an insult than a nickname)

    Age: 24

    Gender: Male

    Class: Knight

    Sub-class(s): Swordsman

    Weapon: A Long Sword and 3 Hand Axes, one of which he wields on his left hand, the other two hanging at his waist. He also has a Hunting Knife hidden in his right boot.

    Personality: More of a Mercenary than a Knight, Loki is easy going and is quite mischievous(playing pranks whenever the opportunity allows it). Although quick to anger, he is actually kind and loyal, though not to the point of self sacrifice.

    History: At an early age of 6, Loki's parents died from an unknown sickness, leaving him under the care of his uncle. His uncle was the leader of a group of thieves, so naturally, he followed and learned their tools of the trade. Six years later, Loki was sold to slavery by his very own uncle, who at that time, fell into a debt from ********, his last words to him being: "Never trust anyone. You can only trust yourself.". For 3 years, Loki was repeatedly bought and sold until finally, a kind man bought and brought him to the Kingdom of Ophelie. It turned out the man was the current Guard Captain. The Guard Captain treated Loki as his own and trained him as an apprentice guard. During this time, Loki met a girl, an apprentice mage who constantly called him "Monkey Brain". Unfortunately, their time together was relatively short, the girl suddenly disappearing. Loki held these memories precious. She was the first friend he really made... ...despite the fact that he didn't really remembered her name. Being a proficient swordsman, Loki quickly rose through the ranks, attaining the rank of Knight in a mere 7 years of servitude under the Kingdom.

    Secret Code Word Of Awesomeness: 191819

    Other: In addition to his sword skills, Loki is also quite proficient with throwing weapons, something which he has honed during his life as a thief(Not to mention pickpocketing).
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    (I will check every sheet tonight, add people tommorrow then make the first post.)

    (EDIT: Hansel, Brit, and Aevi all accepted. Daniel as well is accepted. Frost the roles of both rogues have already been taken, plus I would really love it if you stuck to the character sheet that I made for the express purpose of this roleplay rather then going off and doing your own thing :/ . everyone added.)

    Wolf Stone/Wolf

    "Madame Adriane, I fear the worst may have come. Soon things may take a turn for the worse, and though I cannot change the future, there are people who can."

    Those words were the last things to ring through Wolf's mind, as the mishapen, broken form of something neither human nor object lay crumpled on the floor. Hours before the creature had merely been going about its work, in the guise of a human child, no older then eight, and in a female form. Befitting of a servent, though much more tedious for the all powerful Wolf Stone.

    It had been around midnight, when Ophelie's curfew was being initiated, that Wolf found itself sourounded by people whom she did not know, nor did she understand. At first Wolf had beleived it all to be a joke, despite the future that she saw within the Witch's Glass[1].

    Being the joker that Wolf was the creature merely played along, though as the battle went on it realized something was wrong, this was not right. The whole thing was not right, it was far worse then what she had seen in the future of Ophelie. As to save itself from demise (And the demise of Ophelie as well) the Wolf Stone transformed, first from child, to wolf, then back to child.

    Now it lay somewhere between the two forms, soaked in its own blood on the hard wooden floor, every now and then the carriage Wolf was riding in would hit a bump, opening the wound further. Though Wolf was not human, therefore the creature was not actually bleeding, in fact, the substance that leaked from the wound was something much different from blood. the substance was shimmery, black, and seemed almost like blood, but when touched it would stick to your skin, digging into you almost like a leech would, or a tick.

    After what seemed like hours of riding in the carriage the sudden force of being torn away from the Ophelie border was hitting Wolf like a hurricane. An intense head ache of a sort (Though Wolf cannot get headaches) started up inside Wolf, the tell tale sign that Ophelie would begin dying along with the Wolf Stone.

    Hands grabbed at Wolf, who was still in a halfway form, between being wolf and human, of no definable gender. Nothing more then a crumpled object on the ground that could easily be transported. From the carriage to a car, then on the road again. To where they were going was unknown to Wolf. All the creature knew was that it should have warned High Queen Adriane earlier, for she was unsure if the one person Wolf entrusted with the secrets that it held when in stone form.

    "You are such a complicated creature, neither human nor inhuman, and no gender. How is it you came into existance? You would think god would have not created such a creature as you."

    Those were the first words ever spoken to the Wolf Stone, though at the time the creature had also been in a state like it was now, between death and life, though nobody could say it had either of those things to begin with. At that moment Wolf was thinking the same thing that the queen had asked of her, the question burning through her mind."How did I come into existance. Why do I live?"

    Those questions always seemed to stop Wolf dead in its tracks. Wolf had created Ophelie, a kingdom sheltered from the world, living in the age of knights, and mages, and rogues, a much different time from now, when everything was such a mess.

    "My queen, I shall create the perfect world, a kingdom, fit for you to rule. And within this Kingdom I will pose as a servent, under the guise of a young maiden. You shall raise your children their, and their childrens children, yet never die. Within this world will be rule, order, and law. Do you accept my offer?"

    At the time Wolf was merely an object with no existance, it was only through the High Queen, Lady Adriane Du Vale, that Wolf was given a reason to exist in the world. Now, the creature was simply nothing again, torn away from its life. Within six weeks the people of Ophelie would begin to age and die, and within less then three weeks Ophelie would all together fall to ruins. In under two months, it will all together dissapear. Without Wolf there, Ophelie was nothing.

    Choclate:

    "Choco my pet, you have brought news?" the Queen inquired from her place on the throne. The entire room was decorated in the most beautiful of colors, representing the High Queen, who was visiting the east Castle, the one that her daughter resided in. There were streamers of a sort, silver in color and shiny, hanging from the walls. The tapestry decorated with the cycles of the moon, as it waxed and waned. Deep midnight blue curtains hung from the windows, decorated with stars emblazoned on them in streaked patterns.

    Chocolate hardly beleived her eyes as she stepped into the room. Though as soon as she saw the queen the news begun to spill out. "I went to check on Madame Adriane this morning, and it seems she has fallen ill. I was told to find the young maid who normally see's to helping Madame Adriane, but it seemed the young girl was gone." The cat girl was tightening her hold on the scroll in her hand. "I found this peice of parchment in her room." She kneeled down, hands above her head as she offered the rolled up parchment to the queen.

    With a graceful stride the woman took the paper, eyes widening with every word until she finally spoke once again. "Choco, inform Andromeda that she is to return to the Kingdom imediatly, send out four squares to find the four most qualified soldiars in the army." Choco did not question this, "Yes my queen." Was all she said as she set off.


    ([1] Witch's Glass is an object made out of glass, filled with the blood of a mage. It is said to hold magical properties, though only if used by the right person. If it is information you seek you will most likely get it from a Witch's Glass. Though you would have to find some sort of Mage, particularly a Summoner or Necromancer, to get a Witch Glass. Seeing the future through one is a whole nother deal. One of strong magical properties must shed their own blood to do so.)
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    Carridwen Corrigan Manthe the Third.

    "Such a waste of time." The white haired mage muttered somewhat sarcastically as she carefully clutched the wheel between her hands. She was unused to these contraptions called "Cars" yet she was somewhat able to half way work one without using magic. She looked in the rearview mirror, to see the bloody and ragged form of The Wolf Stone. For a split second she felt bad, the poor creature didn't know what was going to happen.

    Though as Carridwen recalled she had no recollection of what was to happen either. In fact, all that their leader (Whom they have never met) has told them was to capture the Wolf Stone, alive, and bring it to a place where nobody would find it.

    A nervous feeling twitched through her, she could only imagine what would happen if High Queen Adriane were to find out that they stole her "precious" Wolf Stone. Another thought, what if their leader was some idiot, who would simply do nothing, and be like any other story book villian, who waits for the daring and brave knights to come, fight them, and loose.

    Carridwen hated all of this, and wandered why it was her who was chosen to be head mage of the Azryel Council. Besides the obvious power benefits, she was surprised that people were acknowladging her at all. Ladies were supposed to be regal woman, who wore skirts and never got their hands dirty. Yet it seemed to the Azryel Council that she was a valued member. More for her charm then anything else though.

    Another thing that bothered her was the fact that she had come from such an odd beggining. Many rumors circulated about the young Mage, and wether or not she was actually skilled, or more like a personal whore for the men of the Azryel Council. She dismissed these rumors, threatening to kill whom ever said such things, and actually ended up hurting someone because of it.

    Now she was here, doing what? Kidnapping some innocent...Er, not so innocent creature. Almost killing it, if thats possible, and now driving away off into the sunset. Carridwen scoffed to herself and whom ever was listening. "Such a waste."
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    (Damn it guys, its probably you two I get the speed reader genes from. :P I dont even have to do more then glance at a page and read everything. *Bangs head on desk* Which is so your faults Essi (And Della) Cause yalls are older then me lol)



    Andromeda Solstice Du Vale


    "Hey, loser, you have a phone call!" Andromeda scowled at her best friend Tommy Henderson. It was annoying how he could be such a jerk. "Shut up Tommy!" She shouted back, walking over to the small phone attached to the cafe wall. She picked it up, examining it before listening intently to the speaker. Her eyes widened, then her face set into a deep scowl.

    "Hey Carlos!" She called back into the kitchens, where her manager was working away dutifully. "Yeah sunshine?" He called back, his accent thick and heavy. Andromeda wanted to laugh but now was not the time. "I have to take off, family matters, little sister is in the hospital." She answered him, throwing the green apron off of her and jogging for the door. "Fine but you owe me Andy!" Carlos yelled over the ringing of the little bells on the door, as Andromeda took off.

    After some time of driving she arrived at the point between the normal world and Ophelie, in which she was forced to get out of the car, throwing on her dress as to not offend any of the citizens, and begun her descent into the kingdom. Though she had become much more used to being within the normal world, where there were phones, and computers, and Tv's she was not so angry that she had to be back at Ophelie. Escpecially for a matter such as this.

    Taking long regal strides the princess reached the castle in no time, though was delayed by the throng of people who were constantly bowing, and saying hello to her. It was the reason why she was constantly gone, it was suffocating being in Ophelie for too long.

    She tried to keep herself steady and calm, but matters were far worse then what she expected. Moments later she arrived in the throne room, where her mother and father sat atop the thrones, looking down on her as usual. Around the room things were decorated, signaling to her that Lady Adriane, her grandmother, was there.


    Where eyes should have been to empty sockets were, the most dark feature of the girl in front of her. It seemed as if she was talking, but when she looked closer she saw the thick black thread that stitched the girls mouth together. ~BLU By LDM

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    "Ahhh...."

    With a seemingly bored groan, Loki leaned his upper body more at the tavern counter. The glass of ale beside him clinked as the ice slowly melted inside of it. The bulky man in front of him simply laughed at this gesture.

    "Haha! Had a rough day Loki?" The man spoke with a deep, familiar tone that'd surely scare children. "Rough? More like I did nothing." the bored Knight replied, playing with his drink. This man in front of him is the master of the tavern "The Headless Jester". He has short black hair which is thinning at the center. The man has a fairly muscular body, covered all over with scars of different sizes. He said he was a bear hunter before he owned this tavern and wrestled with beasts with his bare hands. Only God knows if this were true. His thick goatee simply adds to his scary look.

    Loki straightened his body and turned his head, looking all around the tavern. The laughter of men and women can be heard all over. 6 tables occupy the floor, each furnished with 4 chairs. The counter where Loki is lie directly to the opposite wall from where the entrance is. On its left is the stairs to the upper floor where 4 more sets of tables are. The door on the right of the counter leads directly to the kitchen. Lanterns are all over the ceiling and walls, lighting the whole premise.

    The bored knight took a swig from his drink before turning his gaze back to the tavern master. His thoughts were still filled with what happened today. Well... actually, nothing really happened. All he did was patrol the city all day long, occasionally taking side trips to the outskirts. And this wasn't even an order, since NOTHING was issued to him at all. "If it's like this then I would've been better off as a Squire." Raising the glass to his mouth, Loki finished the remainder of the drink. "Maybe even a Page. At least I get exciting missions." He continued.

    "The higher your rank is, the less you work. That's just how this system works which is why I refused any offer to join the Kingdom's Army." Wiping the glass in his hand, the master left Loki to his own and answered to a cust**** at the other end of the counter. "If I could then I would..." Loki was given his freedom the moment his foster father, the Guard Captain, saved him from the cruel cycle of the slave market. The least he could do to repay him was to serve under the Kingdom which he deeply loved. "Hey Master! Another glass!"

    Hours passed and the night wore on. Loki finally got over his dilemma and just talked with the people inside the tavern. Returning to his seat at the counter, a couple arrived and sat at his left hand side, people who were new to the tavern. Loki knew since he was a regular. The man was clothed with a leather vest over a green tunic and sporting brown cloth pants, the woman on the other hand was dressed in a pure red dress. He was about to engage them in a conversation when the tavern door opened, revealing another new guy. Alternating his gaze between the couple and the man at the door who started walking towards the counter, Loki's face formed into a mischievous smile.

    Loki rose from his seat to greet the approaching man. "Heya! Haven't seen you around here before." The mischievous knight greeted with a brimming smile. "Ah, yeah. I've been trying to find a good tavern these days. This is my third one tonight." What he says seems to be true. Judging from the man's appearance, you can deduce that he is a farmer, and the farmlands are far from this part of the city. "Well, you came to the right place! Master! Give this man a glass of the finest ale you have!" Loki urged the man to sit where he was just sitting moments ago. As he seated, the tavern master placed his drink in front of him. Another mischievous smile escaped Loki's lips as he was about to seat himself at the right side of the man. With a sleight of hand, Loki felt something plump and soft in his left palm. Curving this very hand up in a swift but careful motion, he was now cupping his cold glass of ale. Loki took a sip and awaited for the event to unfold.

    * * *

    The woman in red was bewildered. She was taking a sip on her drink when suddenly, she felt something touched her breast. No, she was sure that it was a hand. Her lover was deeply engaged in a conversation with two men so it couldn't be him. She looked all around her and met the gaze of the man sitting right beside him. The man smiled at him in greeting... 'It's this guy!' ...the woman took it the wrong way though.

    "PERVERT!" SLAP!

    Bewilderment quickly changed into fury. The woman stood up and slapped the man as hard as she could, the man stumbling from his seat and falling square into the ground, groaning in pain. The farmer opened his mouth to talk, but he was in such a state of shock that no words came out. Turning his head to the sudden outburst, the woman's couple stared at the farmer and then back at her, noticing that she's covering her chest. Anger quickly built up on him, grabbing the farmer by the collar and punching him straight to the face.

    The tavern patrons caught wind of the event and started cheering for the two. All the while, Loki was still on his seat, covering his face with both hands. The farmer, punched out of his state of shock and now in fear pleaded that it wasn't him who touched the woman. Of course, the man doing the beating won't listen to him and kept cursing at the farmer. Nevertheless, Loki can't hear any of this as he was too busy suppressing his laughter.

    BANG!

    A loud sound resonated throughout the tavern. Everybody stopped and looked at where the sound came from. Even Loki was in attention, peaking through the gaps of his fingers. A large hand was resting at the counter. The owner of the hand glared first at the crowd and then at the two fighting. It was the tavern master. Opening his mouth, he said in a low cold voice: "Take this outside..." The crowd quickly dispersed and returned to their respective tables. The man dragged the farmer by the collar towards the exit, the woman in red following suit.

    As soon as the three left the tavern, Loki finally released the pent up feeling inside of him and burst into laughter, clutching hard into his stomach. "D-Did you see their faces?!" The mischievous knight managed to say. The tavern master glared at Loki, but only for a moment. "Kuh!" Letting out a stifled laugh, he soon followed suit and accompanied Loki to his merriment.

    Their laughter soon faded away. Loki heaved a sigh of contentment. "Ahh... That made my day." He almost burst into laughter again as he reminisce the three's faces. "But will you be able to keep that smile after seeing that poor man's face after?" The master grinned. Loki let out a forced laugh, tinged with guilt. His face became serious and stared at his drink. After a few seconds, he downed his drink, stood up, took out some bronze coins from his pouch, placed them in the counter and finally made his way out of the tavern. The tavern master was still grinning as he watched the knight's back exit through the door. "Heh, still as soft as ever." Reaching for the coins left, his gaze was still at the door but what awaited his hand wasn't the texture he was used to. Quickly looking down, he picked all the coins in one sweeping motion. He then put pressure on them and closed his hand. The coins made a brittle snapping sound and then turned into chalk powder. The tavern master's forehead wrinkled, his face became red, and with a loud voice called out the name of that one mischievous knight...

    "LOOOOOOOOOOOKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!"

    * * *

    Loki strode out of the tavern and stood still for a moment. It was already a few hours after midnight, the time when the stars shone the brightest. He breathed in the fresh morning air and breathed it out with a sigh, arcing his back. As he took his first step into the streets, his foot caught into something. Raising his foot, he saw a pebble there. Loki knelt down and picked the pebble, eyeing it with utmost curiosity. But of course, it's just an ordinary pebble. As he was about to throw the pebble away, a loud sound came from inside the tavern. Recognizing the sound and what it is, Loki simply grinned and stood up. Looking down again at the pebble at his palm, he decided to hold unto it and resumed walking. But the knight wasn't walking towards home. He walked towards a nearby alley, where the sound of beating can be heard.

    Arriving at the alley, the knight saw two figures inside of it. One was the farmer, on the ground, curled up and thoroughly beaten, his body was covered with bruises and his face was swelling. The other one was the woman's companion, kicking him, shouting curses at the beaten man. The woman in red was nowhere to be seen. Judging by how angry the man is, it seems something happened between them in addition to the commotion inside earlier. Loki took a deep breathe and with a clear voice said: "That's enough." The man stopped his kicking and glared at Loki with bloodshot eyes. "Stay out of this!" On which he resumed beating the farmer. Loki's brows furrowed. He raised his voice in a more threatening tone. "I said that's enough!" Only to be ignored by the man, even taking out a hunting knife. Loki clicked his tongue, the man raising the knife into the air with one hand. The farmer screamed in terror, trying to cover himself with his arms. Loki quickly sprang into action.

    Loki flicked the pebble in his hand towards the descending knife. The force wasn't that strong but the pain was enough to disarm him as it hit his fingers. Taking this chance, Loki rushed towards the man and punched him straight into the gut. But the man was tough, it seems he won't fall down with a single punch. With this in thought, Loki did a low sweeping kick, tripping the man into the ground. Riding on top of him, Loki secured one of his arms into a lock, restraining him.

    "Let go of me! Dammit!" The man shouted, but when he managed to turn his head and see the knight's face, all his anger was converted into fear. "Hiiiii!!!" Loki was staring him down with a glare, releasing killing intent along with it. "Do not make me repeat myself..." Loki didn't let go of his grip until he thought that he's too scared to fight back. Releasing his arm, Loki stood and watched as the man scampered out of the alley.

    When the man was gone, he turned back to help the man who was still on the ground. Handing him support, the farmer groaned as he lifted himself up. At least he was well enough to be able to stand on his own. After a few moments of thanking and the stabbing pain of his conscience as he received words of gratitude, Loki was well on his way home. He had given the farmer a gold coin for herbs to treat his wounds, which the farmer refused until Loki himself pleaded for him to accept it. 'I swear I'll die from guilt if he won't accept this.' was what he thought.

    Reaching his quarters in the Army barracks, Loki flung himself into the bed. He could already see the sun rising from the window, but not like it matters what time he awakes. The knight was certain that he won't get any work again today... or so he thought.

    Before fatigue completely took over him, a phrase he had always heard from someone years ago played in his mind...

    'Got into trouble again, Monkey Brain?'

    *Snore*
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    William Hourus II

    "That's enough."

    William said, with a strict and calm tone as he walked over the training grounds. He walked over to the two soldiers, currently going head to head in a sparring. Both men sheathed their swords, and kneeled before William. He nodded at them and motioned for them to stand up.

    "You are improving. That's fortunate." He said, and grabbed one of the new recruits sword. He held it firmly, and swinged it through the air. Feeling the weight of the sword, and how balanced it was. He sighed, and threw it on the ground infront of the recruit. "Get this to the blacksmith. It's to heavy for you to handle." William stated as he looked at the recruit.
    He turned away from the two and started to walk towards the nearby barracks.

    "Pico."

    He yelled. A little boy came running, with a wooden sword and shield, swinging both wildly around himself. He came upon the Knight, and tripped infront of his feet. "Pico." William said, as the boy was getting back up. "Get me my notebook, from my room. Top shelf." The little boy brushed dirt of himself, and grabbed his wooden armaments and ran off towards the villa.
    William chuckled and shook his head. He turned around, and faced the training grounds once again. He watched, as the sun was rising at the horizon, slowly starting the new day.

    "Finally." He said, and kept walking.

    [--]

    Time passed, and William was now sitting in the Barracks, talking to the Sergeant. They were going through todays schedule. William was tapping his finger on the table, still waiting for Pico to come with his notebook. He straighted up his back, and put one leg over the other, starting to tap his foot.

    "So, Sergeant. How are the new recruits?" William asked, looking at the battle worn Sergeant. The Sergeant looked at the Knight, and chuckled. "They are but boys, to far away from their fields. They won't do much good any time soon." He said, and scratched the back of his head. William sighed, stopped the tapping, and shook his head slightly. "That is unfortunate. But, if anyone can train them, it is you." He said. And sat up straight, and pushed the chair back and stood up. He walked towards the door, opened it, and said "Don't go easy on them." and then left the barracks.

    He headed towards the villa, and could her the Sergeant screaming and yelling out commands behind him. He loved mornings.
    William kept walking towards the villa, looking around, enjyoing the new day for each step he took. Soon, he got to the stables, where he could hear a familiar laughter coming from the back. He walked around the stables and found Pico, playing in the grass, with Williams notebook next to him. He sighed, and walked up to the boy, and grabbed a hold of him, lifting him up.
    "Where were you? I was waiting for this." He said, and picked the notebook up. The boy was starting to shed tears, out of fear for the Knight. William looked coldly at Pico, throwing him back to the ground.

    "I-im s-so sorry Master, please forgive me!." The boy cried. William simply looked away, and walked back to the front of the stable, leaving the boy there, crying. A house maid came walking by, as he was heading back to the villa. "Take care of Pico. He is behind the stable. Make sure he gets no dinner tonight." William said, and kept walking towards his home.

    He enterd his home. He took his shoes of in the foyer, and handed his robe to one of the maids. "i'll have my breakfast now." He said, and walked into the dining room. He sat down, at the far end of the table, sinking down into his chair. Sighing.

    "They'll never learn..." He said, and threw the notebook across the table.
    "Once upon a time, there was a little cat, who thought he could swim, but he couldn't, so he sank."

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    Black took an arrow from his left flank's Arrow hold, drew back the string nocked, then he adjusted his bow, and loosed the arrow. Which had found its way into the target a large boar, he had to fire two more arrows to stop it from getting away but it was still dangerous, so he walked over, took out his knife, and slit the creatures throat. He then took some string and tied the boars hooves, and put it into a large sack. Black walked over to his spot, slung his bow in its sling on his back and took up the four bags and began to his cabin.


    When he arrived, he hung one bag in the pantry, then began to unstring his bow. When black saw the sun rising, he placed his bow in its place, and checked his sword, marred only by the blood that covered it, he re-sheathed it took up the remaining bags and thought 'I should set out for the villa now if I'm to be there before breakfast is prepared.' Walking to the stable that was by his home he woke peg, his Chestnut Bay grooming and saddling him. "Come on Pin lets head to the villa."


    About a fifteen minute ride later he came over the secluded hill and rode into the villa.

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