Molly~ 25 years old~ RG

" Then to the kitchen we shall go." She smiled this time taking the boys hand in her's and looking back at the priest. He seemed well mannered...for a priest. He hadn't instantly buried his nose in a book like the others had, maybe this one would be different from the others. He also didn't seem as old as the other priests did, maybe he was a newbie? Then why would he be here as a mentor? That meant he was either lying or he learned really quickly, he better pray to his god (or goddess) that it's the second option. Molly found herself meeting eye to eye with him for a brief second before looking away almost embarrassed that she was staring. No she had told herself no to feel this way about anyone, save for the prince which she had raised from the time of his birth. For all he knew she was his mother. Why did she need kids or her own when she had him to look after? Yet still she felt a new warmth within her heart. It was a small warmth, barely noticeable but she knew it was there and had no say over it. Swallowing down the feeling of blushing, glade that her helm covered most of her face she led them from the room and down the next hall to the kitchen. All the house maids were there peeling potatoes or cooking as so. Maribel was there, her round belly heavy with the burden of a child. "Take a break ladies!" Molly called with a wide smile. "Especially you Mary, don't want you to have a baby before dinner is ready do we?" The women all laughed and scampered off leaving the three to their business with the head chef, Hilda. It was a very large kitchen, big enough to fit a whole army into. There were at least three wood stoves to cook upon, and a few brick ovens for making the finest breads imaginable. There was a large bar in the middle for the cutting of the vegetables and such that seemed to stretch from on end of the room to the other. "Good day Hilda." Molly said kindly though the old rather plump woman didn't turn. She was dressed in a rather dirty blue dress with a dingy white apron on over it. A bonnet sat upon her ratty hair, like it was trying to cover it in some way. "We will only be here a moment then I will call the girls back." She informed the woman whom merely grunted, or maybe snorted in reply. Molly backed away a step before looking back at the priest again swallowing the hot feeling that crept up to her cheeks and ears. "As you can see this is the kitchen where the food is made and baked." She said. The priest looked about before taking a bun from a bowl of them. Molly swiftly hit his hand causing him to drop it. "No touching, not till the king himself eats or you are given it understand?" Any feeling she had was suddenly gone. He may have held back in the library but not in here? Stupid men. She turned her nose up to him before looking at the prince. "You want one do you?" She asked putting her hands on her hips.

Zarune~ 29 years old~ RG

Their eyes had meet, even if it was just for a split second he could now tell their color. They were a very light shade of blue, if not even to a grey color. He had never seen eyes that pretty, it almost reminded him of the snow that fell in winter. Then they were gone, just like the snow on a warm day. Already he longed to see them again just for a second. Lord they filled him with a feeling of warmth, much like a forbidden sip of whiskey or ale did only this was much nicer. It didn't feel wrong, instead it was right. Zaruen looked down suddenly as his cheeks grew hot, as did his ears. Could she have felt the same way? Most likely not, she was after all she was trained to be a knight to only love one the prince himself. She treated him as if he was her own...lord could that be the case?! Could she have had a child with the king? Sure he wasn't too sure how that all worked, he was a priest of Finn, love and children were looked down upon in the Temple. If it that was so why had the King chose her over his wife? Where was his wife after all? There was no time to think of the answers to this as the two began to leave him behind. Jogging, his robes flying behind him he caught up as they started into the kitchen. There were so many women, he had never seen anything like it! Some were young, some old, some pretty, others not his taste. One stood out besides Molly. She was named Maribel as Molly had called her. She looked as if she had been given a bit more than her share of dinner for her stomach bulged and was poking out in front of her. If he didn't know better he would say she had swallowed a watermelon. Then Molly stated that she was with child. Was that where babies came from? He felt as if he was a child, yet he was over the age that some had had started a family in. He hadn't a clue how babies came to be, the prince probably knew more than that! Nearly as soon as they entered the kitchen the girls left by order of Molly. Only the old cook remained. Suddenly as if reminded by the smell to the bread or even at the sight of the food itself his stomach rumbled as it begged for food. Eyeing a bowl of bread he instinctively reached for it only to get smacked like a naughty child would. Drawing back he rubbed the back of his hand. "Ow!" He proclaimed before falling silent yet again. Then of all things Molly offered the prince one of the cross buns. She had the looks, the grace, but not the manners to match, maybe she was actually the queen and he just didn't know it. She sure acted like it.

Arcadius~ 26 years old~ DC

"Agrona!" He nearly yelled standing in front of her. "Why should this girl die and us not? Is it her time to go really?" Was it? He had never killed a woman before. He had seen a lot of a woman but the life's blood that kept her going was not one of those things trust me. He looked back a the girl, then to Agrona. Maybe to was better, that way she didn't have to see the death the world had to hold for her. She was so young though. It would be like killing a child in a way, she hadn't even had children of her own. She was like a flower that was late to bloom, so pretty yet doomed to end at the first signs of frost. He step aside his eyes closed. "Just do it, get it over with." He said walking away some to save himself from having to see the brutality that was before him.

Cullyn of the Sapling ~~ Crown Prince ~~ 5 ~~ Currently in RG
When Molly grabbed his hand he took it ithout question. He trusts her blindly and the fact that he didnt hesitate a single moment while grabbing her hand while holding the dog in the other. He didnt care much about the massive labyrinth like corridors, he knew them all by heart since loong ago. Specially the one to the kitchen. Small children quickly learn where they can find something sweet and nice to eat. Specially if the kitchenworkers cant deny you to often.Once the door was opend he let go of Mollys hand rushing in while standing on his toes and looking at what was on the tables. All vegtebles and boring stuff, nothing he was hunting for. When he heard the familiar sound of a hand beeing slapped he looked towards the sound grinning a bit but it quickly died out as Molly started to turn to him. As he was asked about if he wanted one he quickly nodded. "yes please" he said before taking the cross bun. He had a wide smile and enjoyed the sweet fluffy bread with the even sweeter fruits in it. "H..." he stopped him self. The head chef were one of few people he had genuin respect for, she had at several times scolded him as well as evn smacking his handes. "mrs, what will we have for dinner?" he asked before taking a new bite from the bun he had been given.




Agrona of the Raven ~~ Poisonmaker master ~~ 22 ~~ currently in: DC
As Arcadius yelled at her she glared at him. Her normally calm eyes got a furious look in them a moment before calming down. "No its not meant for her to die just yet. Her lifestring is still loong but its darkgrey, this is new to me" she said while looking just above the girl. "Arcadius ... its just a other life. Be it children, women, men or elderly. If given the order we kill them all. So what is one more?" she asked looking at him before walking up towards the girl. She sat down on her knees before kissing the woman on her forehead. "A blessing from the godess servant" she whisperd to the woman before ramming her dagger through her skull, giving the quickest and most kind death she could give the girl. When she pulled out the dagger she dried it off from blood on the now dead womans dress. Without any type of respect for what she had done just now she went over the girls belongings. "Seriously? You cant have ha dmuch luck" she said holding the small amount of things she had found on the girl. A bracelet of silver and a small moneypouch. Heck it was barley worth the time of searching her. "Can you throw her into the dragons mouth?" she asked looking at Arcadius. Or would she have to do it her self?

Emont

Emont then looked at the door. It opened and in came a bandit. Emont growled and looked at the bandit. "Oh what's wrong little prince?" The bandit teased. "Don't like a cell." The bandit came closer and Emont picked up his dagger. Emont drove his dagger into the bandit. The bandit collapsed on the floor in front of him. Emont searched the bandit for keys to unlock the chains. Then he found them and unlocked his chains. Emont got up and picked up his dagger. He then sheathed his dagger.

Molly~25 years old~RG

The war maiden smiled down at the boy messing his hair up some with a heavy hand. She looked up at the priest whom had his hands crossed his thin chest. He was really a scrawny man, clearly not a knight or even a man that did much work at all. How pathetic. Molly snorted lightly before turning back to the prince a near fake smile on her face. Hilda merely half turned her face and in a gruff voice said "Stew, lamb stew sir." she said before turning back to her work. Molly tried hard to hold in a laugh but ended up snorting instead which caused the priest to snicker some earning him yet another glare. If he was not with the temple than she most likely would have killed him right then and there, no one made fun of her and lived. He silenced himself nearly instantly causing the girl to smile. "Alright Cullyn where to now dear?" She asked with a wide smile. He had the dog that his mother had given him still clasped in his hand. How many times had she had to stitch that poor stuffed animal back up? Too many to count, even now it looked as if it could use with some repairs, maybe she could get to them while he slept that night. It wouldn't hurt to give it a nice wash either...

Zarune~ 29 years old~RG

Did she just snort at him? The nerve! Zarune went to open his mouth to say something when the snort like laugh split to air causing he himself to laugh. The war maiden glared at him, reviling her ice like eyes yet again though now the only feeling that filled him was one of fear. His blood ran cold as her eyes flashed with a scene of death for him. Would she really kill him? Hopefully not. The priest swallowed hard, backing away from the woman a bit before crossing his arms over his chest as if nothing happened. Lord she was beautiful, yet she could strike fear into anyone, even the bravest man. There was no doubt that she was a warrior at heart or was one heck of a faker either way you looked at it. Just the type of woman for him, a strong woman that could knock him flat on his back when he didn't listen, or one that could help him defend his stake of land with. No, she was the king's not his, he should not think such thoughts. He stood no chance to royalty, after all he was but a simple priest not a knight not anyone that could hold their own without the aid of magic. She could never love him, and that was final. Zarune scowled briefly as he pushed the thought from his mind, no more would he make any comment on her. Then she looked at him again with such a look that caused him to drop his arms and blush in the face. Could-could she maybe feel the same about him?

Arcadius~26 years old~DC

The sound nearly made him sick as the knife sliced through he woman's head. To think that she too had a family that loved her and now they would never see her again, at least not alive. Agrona asked then for him to take the body to the dragon. Really? He was just a servant he had no say in anything that his master said yet now he stood simply looking at the woman trying not to gag at her lack of feelings. Why did he feel like this suddenly? Had he had feelings for the now dead woman? No, it was just that she had no reason to die other than on her own account. If he had died every time he wished to then he would have been long gone. After a moment of standing there, a sickly look on his face he bent and picked up the body before totting it up to the dragon. Maybe he lost it then as the woman's body slid down into the belly of the beast of a God, the sound of her lifeless body breaking and smacking against the slush that was the previous victims, or just that stress got to him, what ever it was made him lose what ever was in his stomach. No matter how much he vomited up he still didn't feel any better. There was a hole in his stomach that now threatened to kill him. The vomiting soon turned to dry heaves as he recovered some. Slowly he made his way down to Agrona. "Do you think she felt it?"

Cullyn of the Sapling ~~ Crown Prince ~~ 5 ~~ Currently in RG
As Mollys hand messed up his hair he glared up at her. Why did she do that?! He wants it atleast somewhat tidy so when she finally stopped messing it up he quickly put it back in order. "Thank you mrs, Im looking forward to it" he said to the head chef before looking up at Molly. She was laughing? Thats not to common, almost kinda rare honestly. As he was asked what to go see now he got a thoughtfull look on his face. What no... w? "Clouds, I want to see the silly clouds!" he said with a exited tone. The castle lies in the middle of the capital, having the massive castle seperated by a large intemidating wall from the city. The massive city surrounding the castle had a wall around its every house, well, tavern and citisen. Not far out from the citywalls is a small farm that Molly have ocasionally taken him to. A place he enjoys to go to. Sure they have animals here in the castle to, sheep, pigs, horses, chikens and so on. But he refers the farm, its not only outside the castle walls but even the city walls. However that means they will have to ride, it takes a imensly loong time to get just to the citygates, not to mention the farm.




Agrona of the Raven ~~ Poisonmaker master ~~ 22 ~~ currently in: DC
She looked at him as he hesitatly picked up the woman before tossing the dead and slowly stiffening body into the dragons mouth before puking. At that time she looked at the side, closing her eyes. As she heard his question she was silent a moment. Just contemplating what he said, asked her. "You wonder if she felt anything?" she said before looking at him. Her brightbrown, chestnut eyes looked at him a moment, studying him. His scared face, his well muscled body and hos clothes. "No, she felt nothing. I gave her the quickest death possible. Even I have no poison that rivals the swiftness of the death I gave her. Her lifethread disapeard the moment my dagger pierced her" she said before taking a deep breath to take controll of her body. To subdue and force the pain into a courner of her counsiousness. "There should be a dress in my backpack, mind helping me into it? I cant really walk around covered in bloody clothes" she said before blinking a bit as her head started to spin. It was a green,greyish linnendress with a darkred woolen apron / overdress thing that went with it. Its a commoners dress but not the bottom scrap of the commoners but more like higher middle in the department of income.

(this dress, diffrent colours thought and not the hat: https://hemochhard.files.wordpress.com/2013/08/20130809_112107.jpg )

Emont Corsini

Emont got up and exited the cell. He looked for the way out and then hurried out. Emont saw his horse and got onto it. His horse set to a gallop and Emont laughed. He got out his dagger and he kept it out. Then his horse stopped at the edge of a swamp.

Annabelle

All went black. She could not hear the hoot of a owl nor the chirping of the crickets. All was silent and peaceful. Annabelle then was in the clearing with the dragon statue but no longer was it dark it was bright and sunny. The Dragon statue was no longer a statue. Annabelle bowed down and knew she was dead for why would the dragon breath? Why would it's scales shimmer in the light? Annabelle knew this was the end and she accepted it.

Molly~25 years old~ RG

"Really? Well we will have to find the priest, Zarune you called him, a horse. I don't think old Horace will be able to care us all. He may be strong but I don't think he is that strong." The war maiden said looking to the man behind them. He looked suddenly pale like he was going to be sick. Had she really scared him that much? Surely not! "What's wrong with you? Ever ride a horse before?" She more of less joked with a small chuckle. Then the man shook his head. Molly was shocked really, that means that the man had walked all the way there on foot. Was he crazy?! She knew that the temple would no allow marriage to its priests but no means of travel? They were truly an odd bunch. "Well then looks like we will be taking Horace unless you are a fast learner." With that she sighed and took Cullyn's hand yet again in hers and led them back into the hall. "Alright ladies! You can come back in now!" She called as they exited the room. The woman entered giggling as they waved to Zarune, their cheeks turning red with blush. So childish the lot of them. Molly rolled her eyes muttering under her breath some. "Come along now priest, we don't have much light left to waste!" She called much like a mother would to her children. With that she left him behind to fend off the women with their blushing cheeks and giggles. Molly didn't recall the walk much over the thought of her own cheeks blushing a bit. Who was she kidding? She was just a child herself, struck dumb by a foolish love at first sight feeling. Before long she had led them to the stables. The horse hand looked at her and nodded before going to fetch Horace for them.

Zarune~ 29 years old~ RG

Horses?! God no. When the woman asked about his expression and if he had ever rode one he simply shook his head. Why would he ride a horse when he couldn't even look at one? Then she left him behind after calling in the women. Giggles filled the room as he exited. You would have thought that there was never another man than him the way they were carrying on. He tried to ignore them but found it hard to as he left red in the face. He had never thought of himself as a very attractive man, but that seemed to be wrong. Lord how embarrassing! The rest of the way he stayed silent until he saw the horses. Zarune froze in mid step when he saw the tan dapple horse being led to them. The thing was a draft horse, one could tell that by the fur covering it's hooves, with socks of white covering them before meeting with dark brown that faded to light. Shaking now the priest stared unable to move with fright. Thank god it wasn't a sheep.

Arcadius~ 26 years old~DC

The man nodded wrapping a strong arm over the woman's shoulder before leading her to her pack. "I still don't see how that was right. Why not just let her end it herself?" He asked suddenly still pale from fright and having been sick. "I don't see how it was right for you to take her life when she was no nearly old enough to experience it from the start." Arcadius pulled his arm away closing his eyes and turning his back to her. He was silent for a moment before asking. "If I wanted to die would you be the one to do it?"

Cullyn of the Sapling ~~ Crown Prince ~~ 5 ~~ Currently in RG
His small hand squeesed Mollys as she took it, not really paying much atention to the shatter between her and Zarune. While walking with them in silence to the stable he chewed up the last of his crossbun. As they came walking people quickly walked out of their way, giving them the right to walk unhinderd. Once in the stable he let go of Mollys hand rushing away into it with quick steps. Without a care in the world he opend a stall and walked in to his pony. A small dapple gray coloured pony looked up at the boy as he walked in. The massive black mane coverd most of the ponies face and the ears were only visable since the tips could be seen through the massiv and fluffy mane. After hugging the pony he walked out, closing the stall behind him. After walking in to the saddleroom he climbed up on a box, taking down the briddle and sadle belonging to his own pony. Neither the stableworker or master seemed to notice him, or they would have helped him. But not long after Molly got her horse he came walking with his own pony saddled and clear to go, a wide smile on his face.




Agrona of the Raven ~~ Poisonmaker master ~~ 22 ~~ currently in: DC
She took the help to the bag before sititng down so she could search the bag without worrying about her legs failing her. As he talked to her she calmly listend. "I could easly have let her ended it herself. However as it was now she were going crazy, acting in a way that may attract unwanted attention. The safest decision was to kill her quickly. Having her starv to death would take weeks. Maby even months. If she would have been lucky a animal would kill her before thirst did. I didnt kill her because she wanted to, I killed her because it was the practical thing to do in this situation." she said before going silent. She held the dress in her hands a moment before looking at him. "No I wouldnt kill you. You are no danger for now, you are acting sane and it have no benefits. If anything it would be a drawback to lose you Arcadius" she answered his last question. With that shw was quiet before simplytaking a deep breath, once again controlling her pain. Her chestnut eyes closed. She could feel the pain clearly, almost see it, it was as a bright light in the middle of a ravenlike night surounding her compleatly. She focused on the massive darkness, making it expand, numbing the pain. As she opend her eyes just a moment after closing them. Okej now she had controll over her mind atleast for the moment. Without much care for the company present she removed her tunic before putting on the dress with a strained look on her face but nothing else showing the pain she felt.

Emont Corsini

Emont got off of his horse and looked at the swamp. "Oh great! Now how am I going to get back home! And anyway where am I?" Emont wondered. He took out his map and saw that it didn't have any indication of where he was. Emont growled slightly and got back onto his horse. He rode around the edge of the swamp looking for a way not going through the swamp. He heard the howls of wolves and he muttered. "This day couldn't get any better could it." Emont growled.

Molly~ 25 years old~ RG

With a huff she pulled herself up into the saddle before looking down at the priest. He just stood there frozen as if he had seen a ghost. His thin face was pale as death and his eyes wide with fear. Was he alright? It looked as if he was going to faint. Molly clicked her tongue causing Horace to trot forward. "Come on you." She smiled picking him up by the collar of his cloak. The man shrieked in terror as she put him in the saddle behind her. "Hang on!" The war maiden laughed kicking the horse in his sides before they took off. In that moment she forgot about the prince, about the king, the castle, her job, everything but the road ahead and the man whom was screaming behind her. Horace jumped the fence and thundered through the open field, jarring the two on his back. Then the priest did something that even through the excitement made Molly blush a bit. He wrapped his hands around her waist, burring his face in her back. If it hadn't been for the fact that she knew he had done it in fear she would have punched him or pushed him from the horse but instead she simply put a hand on his and stopped the horse remembering that the pony was not as fast as the draft horse.

Zarune~ 29 years old~ RG

When he imagined getting close to the woman of his dreams he had never thought it would be in the saddle of a horse. At least it wasn't in a herd of sheep. The woman had picked him up and put him in the saddle behind her. Lord she was strong. The the horse lunged forward sending him nearly off its rump. With that he grabbed onto Molly, wrapping his arms around her stomach and placing his head in the middle of her back. Zarune clung to her, feeling the rhythm of the horse's hooves and the faint beat of the woman's heart. Then she put her hand in his causing him to look up a bit. For a queen she was really kind to strangers. What if she wasn't the prince's mother? Then did she have the same feelings for him as he did her? The horse stopped snorting as it did. Molly turned to face him a smile on her face, a bit of blush shinning on her nearly hidden cheeks. She had to feel the same, there was no question. Their eyes met for a moment, gazes locked. Her grey eyes seemed to glow a bit before a devilish smile spread over her face. With a swift movement she pushed him from the horse into a pile of freshly stacked hay. Her laughing snorts echoed out as he climbed out of the awful stuff. At first he was cross but soon he too laughed before she helped him back onto the horse.

Arcadius~ 26 years old~ DC

The man smirked taking that moment to take in the sight of her. "Whoa slow down! Let's take this slow, I at least need to know your last name before I take you to bed!" he joked before turning his back to her again the smile fading as he looked at the blood on him hands and clothes. Dang it, and he didn't have a spare to change into. Oh well guess it would just have to stay like that.