Cullyn of the Sapling ~~ Crown Prince ~~ 5 ~~ Currently in RG
The face that had been wearing the widest of smile slowly lost it as Molly dashed away with his teacher behind her. With a confused look on his face he saw them dash away, leaving the young boy behind them. This was so ... wrong. It just feelt wrong and bad! But not bad in a way as when you get hurt by accidently stabbing your toe in a table. Neither was it as when you get scolded for something you didnt do, like stealing a cake or two from the kitchen. It was ... he wasnt sure but the feeling of compleate lonliness was the closest thing he could describe it as. He had no idea why, but somehow it feelt all to familiar. When he was newborn and up to a year both his father and mother had been unable to pay him much atention, forcing Molly and a few others to do so. Not beeing able to remember why the feeling of lonliness were so familiar he just looked after Molly and Zarune as the disapeared from his view. Not really sure on how to handle this he easly got up on the pony before making it walk away. He were quiet confused, why had they just dashed away like that and why so fast? Isnt it dangerous to start galopping beofre warming up the horse properly? The pony walked with energetic and quick steps to where its young rider demanded with a kind mind and careful feets to make sure nothing happend. As he finally reached the gates of the castle and realiced that Molly and Zarune had past even that he feelt his heart break a bit. Why did she suddendly do this? Wasnt it she who just resently reprimended him for walking away alone and now she leaves him behind?! The guards looked a bit worried at the young prince that let the pony walk out with him on its back. As he slowly rode towards the city gates he keept his eyes open. Just how far had Molly gone? Had ... had she gone all the way to the farm? No, she wouldnt ... right? The further he came towards the citygates to get out of the city surounding the castle without finding Molly he feelt despair swelling up in his chest. The two clearblue eyes tearing up. She had really just left him behind? But ... she had never done that before ... NEVER! Halfway to the citygates he stopped the pony, just sitting there on the animal before turning it away. No, he dont want to be with her now! If she is mean enough to just leave him behind then so can he! In silence he rode through the streets towards the templearea in the capital. In the capital they have a whole area for all the 12 gods. Its not as impressive as the temples at Silver Lake but its still a temple each. Once at the area he got of the pony looking around. Normally he would have someone with him that could hold the pony while he went to visit the temple.




Agrona of the Raven ~~ Poisonmaker master ~~ 22 ~~ currently in: DC
She glanced at him before holding the woolen apron/overdress in her hands. "You know my familyname already, the Raven." she said before forcing her self to stand up before putting on the apron/overdress over the green one. "And taking me to bed? Id poison you if you tried" she said before with stiff movements removing the pants and skirt she had been wearing. Okej, all changed and it was just to get better now. And .... she still needs to pick more herbs while they are still here. Not to mention she still have to do some diagrams, notes and tests on it. She pulled a shaking hand through her shoulderloong darkblond hair while contemplating what she still needed to get done. Pluss she had hoped that she could still go a few months before she was called back to the clans castle. But if they sent him, Arcadius, she was surley beeing summoned right?


NPC for Sapphire
The man quietly apeard next to the young lord, standing in a tree next to the svamps border. "My lord, I see you have gone lost" the man said with a smile on his lips. He is one of the headhunters working for the Cheetah clan. The wild red hair was pulled back in a lose ponytail. Dressed in lose and soft clothes, leatherboots, a loongbow on his shoulder and two daggers around his waist. The man is about 2heads taller than the lord, neat and elegant as well as swift on his feet as well as a man worthy of the title of "master hunter". If the young lord knows his name he will surley be surpriced, he cant remember ever meeting the man more than a few times.

"Ah thank you young Hunter oh wait you're the lead hunter." Emont said. Emont got off of his horse and bowed slightly. "I thank you for coming it seems we have bandits in the area and what is your name again young sir I seem to have forgotten it. For that I am deeply upset with myself." Emont smiled at the head hunter. He had met the lad a few times before and he knew the hunter would not know his name as well. "My name is Emont." Emont said. "And I am glad you have come to find me. I will make sure my father gives you a large reward for your troubles."

Molly~ 29 years old~RG

Where was the prince? Had they really left him that far behind?! Where was he now then?! "******!" She cursed before kicking the horse in the flanks to make him run. The priest again wrapped his arms around her, this time taking care not to scream. Already getting better, that was something at least. Where did the boy normally go? The temple! He always wandered there when she had her back turned. Of course there was his pony on the steps, well more of wandering off the steps. The boy was nearly to the top of the steps now, but he was there at least. "Cullyn!" She called attempting to jump from the horse only to be stopped when the priest came with her. Had he still been holding on? The two fell, Molly being trapped beneath the now red in the face priest. "Cullyn, wait!" she called trying to free herself. "I can explain! Get off me Zarune!" she growled pushing him from her, knocking her helm off in the process. Scrambling to get to her feet she rushed to the boy taking him by the shoulders in a bear like hug. "I'm so sorry Cullyn! I wont ever leave you again, I promise.." tears filled her eyes as the dirty blonde hair fell from her shoulders into her face.

Zarune~29 years old~ RG

He was pulled from the horse, landing on top of the girl. Lord! He had never been this close to a woman, nor had he ever though he would be. He froze again this time from embarrassment, his muscles feeling now like jelly. Under him the girl struggled to remove him, her movements being frantic and not thought through. With a kick she pushed him off, causing him to fall on his back side nearly under the horse. With a metallic click the helm fell from her head onto the ground. A waterfall of blondish brown hair fell onto her shoulders, the sunlight glinting from it as it waved out behind her. The man could do nothing but stare, his mouth opened a bit. She was even more amazing without the helm on! How could he ever compete with that? The answer was he couldn't, he would not do her any good to have him as a husband. She had the looks and strength to win over any other man but himself. With that he stood and brushed the dust from his cloak, sighing as he did. the horse snorted beside him and stamped it's foot making him jump a bit. "Stupid animal.." he muttered.

Arcadius~ 26 years old~ DC

A devilish smile crept across his face, causing the jagged scar to twist even more than normal. "You seem very confident about that fact. I may just have to take you up on that offer, after all your looks are enough to die for." He said not turning to face her yet. After all that had happened this was at least something to take his mind from the pain the woman's death had caused. It was a nice change of pace, it was almost enjoyable save for the fact that his hands and clothes smelled of blood. Nevertheless they had a moment to themselves now which was nice to say the least.

Cullyn of the Sapling ~~ Crown Prince ~~ 5 ~~ Currently in RG
He looked a round a few more moments before he just slowly let go of the rains to the dapple gray coloured pony before starting to walk up the stairs. His steps were heavy and slow, as if someone had put havy ankars to his feet. His two brightblue eyes were filled with tears that threatend to start falling. The massive staircase up to the temples had always seemed so easy and short before. But now ... it could just as well be the sky, visable and apearing to get a tiny bit closer if you climbed towards it, yet always out of his reach. A goal so far away that no matter how far he ran, how high he climbed and no matter of much he reached, it is in the end unreachable. As he heard his name he stopped with his right foot resting in the step above the one his left foot stood on. He didnt turn around, just closed his eyes as tears started to fall, making him shake as the boy desperatly tried to stop them. NO! He isnt suposed to cry! He is the crownprince, he is suposed to be strong, and not cry! Father would not aprove of it! And Molly, he didnt want to show himself crying infront of her. He really dont want her to see him as weak, as something she wants to leav behind. If ... if he dont cry maby just maby Molly wont leave her again ... but as he feelt her safe, familiar arms around himself he couldnt help but feel the tears take controll. He didnt want to, he wanted her to be proud of him, to stay by him, and him alone! "DONT TOUCH ME!" he screamed with a voice drenched in both sorrow and pain. It took all his willpower to get loose from her arms and he finally stopped walking away from her as he reached the top of the stairs. "I...." his voice died out as he tried to say what he wanted to. "I know that im only your job ... you dont have to pretend that you like me" he somehow manished to say with a shaky voice while struggling to not just break down and both scream, cry and throw himself into her arms. If she wanted to go and play, or train ... or ... or ... at that point something, what he didnt know, but something did break and he just screamed in pure agony as he feelt his legs fail him and he fell down to his kneed on the stone stairs. As he hit the stairs what would normally turn into pain in his small body affected him nothing. He felt nothing from it, all because he already feelt so misrable.




Agrona of the Raven ~~ Poisonmaker master ~~ 22 ~~ currently in: DC
Two lightbrown eyes looked at him a moment. *To die for?* she thought as she looked at him. After a moment or two of contemplating what he said she just laughed waving a bit with her hand. "Dont gest with me. Im nothing like that. And are you saying that you doubt my skills?" she asked as she pushed her pants and skirt into the backpack. Now what to do with the tunic she had been wearing? While holding it she carefully glanced at him once more. Nah, its way to small, he wouldnt fit in it even if it was cleaned properly. And what would they say to people they meet? They look nothing like mother and son nor do they look like father and daughter. Fiances? Maby ... husband and wife? Well they are more than old enough to be wedded. That could work, and it would mean they only need to rent one room in ins rather than spending money on two. Yes that is a resonable plan. Right?


NPC for Sapphire
"Im not the lead hunter my leige, Im mearly the leader of a small group." he explained with a kind smile on his face before raising his hand and making a sign with his hand. Quickly a few persons cloaked in the same shade of green as the swamp apeard next to him on a branch each. "I take it you heard lord Emont, go track the bandits down and report to me when you know their base, Il follow ouer leige back to his castle" he said and with that the hooded persons disapeard. "Im honord that you think kindly enoough of me to even offer a reward my leige but there is no need I assure you. Your family is kind enough to let me work for them, now lets take you back safely" he said jumping down on the ground under the tree. "Please do follow me carefully" he said before walking into the swamp with used and quick feets. When he had accepted the position of a hunter for the lord of this county he had never thought that he would actually guide the lords relative through the swamp.

Emont
He nodded followed the young hunter. He laughed a bit. Emont looked at the swamp and his horse slowly entered it. "You are very brave you know that?" Emont said. "You work for my father yet you go to find me and track through a swamp. Also please call me Sir Emont." Emont said and smiled kindly. It was strange for this young lad to be a hunter. His shape was weak and he didn't have much muscle. But whom was he to judge it was the lad's choice.

Selina

It was time to pay my respects but I must go and see of one of the people who are working. Selina calls her mare and gets onto it. It wasn't comfortable but it was as good as it was going to get. She sent her horse off towards the town to start. Selina sneezed and then looked around. It wasn't the time for this and if she was to enter the forest it wouldn't go well. Selina then dismounted her horse and sneezed again. Oh great this was bad.

Molly~ 25 years old~ RG

He pulled away from her, he left her. The war maiden sat on her knees for a moment watching the prince walk away, tears streaming down her own face. He had given up on her, he had left her. She had failed him and now he no longer trusted her. It was all that priest's fault! Fuming with anger now she stood fist clenched before she turned to the priest. With stomping footsteps she approached him, causing him to back away slightly before she pulled him to his feet. Before he realized what she had done she pulled back and arm and punched the man in the face. He fell to the ground clenching his face as blood dripped from between his fingers. Shocked she covered her mouth with a hand and backed away before she remembered her anger. "You'er the reason this happened! If you would have never came to this place then none of this would have happened!" She yelled before turning away from him and looking at Cullyn. Slowly she climbed the steps towards him sitting next to him on the stairs. "I understand that you are mad Cullyn, but I want you to know that no matter what happens I love you. You can hate me all you want but I love you even through that."

Zarune~ 29 years old~ RG

Had she chosen him over the boy? Really? It was too good to be true, she was walking towards him instead of the boy! But there was something about this that was not right, her fist were clinched and she looked anger. God, she had chose him, as a target! Trying to back away he stumbled allowing the woman to catch up to him. A mighty pull rose him to his feet. Maybe she just wanted to talk? The punch to the face was enough to say it wasn't. He fell back then with the force. Zarune gasped as blood poured from his nose, covering his hands. Everything after that seemed to be a bright blur of light and sound. As in in slow motion the woman walked away from him, leaving him bleeding on the ground.

Arcadius~ 26 years old~DC

"I dont doubt them, there are just others that I wish to see." The man joked, a goofy smile on his face. Maybe she was enjoying this as much as he was. The smell was getting to him at this point, the metallic taste staying in his mouth the longer he took in the smell. The tunic would have to go. With that he striped the shirt, exposing his scared chest and abdomen. He would have to wash it, later though when no one was at the river.

Cullyn of the Sapling ~~ Crown Prince ~~ 5 ~~ Currently in RG
This young boy that could be called the most spoiled brat on earth were now showing what he really was, a small child scared to be left alone. Terrified by the thought that the one he trusted beyond everyone else, beyond even his father , would walk away on him. Somehow the most protected child in the world feelt as if he were locked into a room full of people out to kill him. So there he is on the stairs to the templestairs, shaking, crying and desperatly trying to stop it. The small prince were desperatly trying to make the tears stop comming, force his body to stop shaking, his brain to function properly. But ... in the end it was of no use, he couldnt do a single thing about it. So as he sat there on his knees just crying he were compleatly unaware of what happend around him, that Zarune got beaten or that Molly had even gone down the stairs again. The only time he noticed a change in is quickly darkening world was when she apeared infront of him. Well he asumed it was her, he couldnt se clearly from all the tears covering his eyes, it all apeard as a blurry mess of colours. But as he heard the familiar voice comming from the blurry person infront of him he feelt a strong mix of despare and hate in his chest. "you left me!" he managed to get out with a trembling voice. Right now he didnt feel like a prince, not a noble ... he just feelt ... scared. At this moment it was all the prince was, scared. Not a child, not a human, nor a prince. He was simply just scared, scared and unsure of anything he untill now had thought was abosolete. Never had he thought Molly would just rush away like that, never had he thought that he would feel like this. And despite havine faced several assasination atempts despite his young age he had never feelt anything close to this even then. He had know, atleast thought, that he was safe. That Molly would never leave his side, that she would always help him. Now, that foundation, that safetynet and the one he had trusted blinely were gone, ripped from under his feets, forcing him to fall down into complete oblivion and darkness.



Agrona of the Raven ~~ Poisonmaker master ~~ 22 ~~ currently in: DC
She stopped with what she was foing a moment wrinkling her forehead as she thought about what he was saying. It took some time before it dawned on her. Before she showed any signs about having realiced it she simply just let a dagger fly through the air towards him. "Watch your toung" was all she said while glaring at him. After doing so a moment she let the shaking armfall down to her side once more. By pure instinct had she used the arm closest to him, the injured one so right now she just wanted to scream in agony. Slowly she closed her eyes a moment to collect her thoughts, forcing herself to calm down. Okej, so whats the situation other than them beeing ``wedded for the moment? Well her horse have run away so unless he comes back she can pretty much forget about ever finding it again. Well that sucks. She still have her backpack thought and herbs. So thats something. She could sell some to pay for atleast a mule so she didnt have to walk.


NPC for Sapphire
"Sir Emont Im not sure if Im brave or not. However I only stumbled upon you because I were tracking down the wolves. I have never even heard of them beeing here before. And how you stumbled upon the only swamp is this county I have no idea of" he said while easly moving forward in the swamp. Heck he wasnt even sure how this swamp had been made. Its not suposed to be here, maby someone temperd with the watersource around here? He will have to investigate that further once the lord is back at the castle.

Emont

He laughed then his horse jumped in fright and Emont slide off into the swamp. "Oh great now I have to get clean clothes. Mind helping me young lad?" Emont asked. He tried to stand up but had a bit of trouble. Then there was a howling of wolves as wolves appeared at the edge of the swamp. They started to growl and then the pack alpha led them into the swamp. Emont grabbed his dagger and unsheathed it as the wolves grew closer. "Um a bit of help?" Emont called. "These wolves look a bit hungry....... and not for deer meat either." The wolves then went even closer to Emont. Emont stabbed the closest one with his dagger getting wolf blood on the dagger.

Selina

She sat down. Selina set up a fire but made sure it was well hidden she didn't want to attract any unwanted attention. Selina changed into much more suitable travel wear. Then she pulled on her cloak and she got out her sword. She unsheathed it and started working with the metal. Selina then got out her special silver powder and sprinkled it onto the sword and then got out her hammer. She started to hammer in the silver powder into the sword. Then she stopped when she was satisfied with the silver powder in the sword then she put the sword over the fire letting it heat up. When she got it to her desired temperature she started to add some more silver powder and went through the same process.


(Selina's traveling cloak above and her outfit below)

(Selina's sword below)

Molly~ 25 years old~ RG

With a heavy and drawn out sigh the women inched closer to the child. His sadness towards her and his hostility broke her nearly stone heart. To think that he wasn't her child, that he had not been born to her. On the day of his birth she had been reluctant to take him, instead insisting that a maid be burdened with the crying child. Their bond grew though she she slowly treated him as one of her own, like he was her child from the beginning. She was there when he had taking his first step, when he had said his first word, when he was hurt or afraid and now that seemed to be gone. Like the wind would take a leaf and blow it away. One action took all of that away, all because of her own feelings. She had broke his trust, destroyed his faith in her all because she hadn't thought. With a silent tear she stood kneeling before the child head down in a knightly way. "Prince Cullyn of the Sapling clan, my sir if I may, I beg a boon. Please sir." She said holding her sword out to him. "Take this, I deserve it no longer."

Zarune~ 29 years old~ RG

She had punched him! Hurt him and even broke his nose, why? The horse, the running...lord had they left the prince alone? No wonder she was mad, he had gotten in the way of a mother and her child. He should have known better than that! If he hadn't have been so scared of the blame horse and had told her to wait for the prince, but instead he sat there screaming his head of like a child himself. Zarune felt ashamed then, like even though now he had a job he was still not welcomed here. He had yet to find his place in the world, it seemed that no matter what he did he would always just be a pawn. Not even his parents had wanted him, sending him off to the temple at such a young age that he couldn't even recall their faces. Now he felt the same way, he felt like he was just at the wrong place at the wrong time. Would anyone notice him going off, or just disappearing completely. Would they?

Arcadius~ 26 years old~ DC

He barely dodged the knife as it zipped past him. "And you your anger." He joked tossing the tunic over his shoulder. "I can take those clothes to the river if you wish malady." He offered approaching her. "After all I am just a servant, forced to do as you bid." Again he smiled, in a joking manner now. "Anything you say goes." Sometime he felt as if this was the life he was ment to live this sort of life. His life was ment to please others in anyway they pleased. He couldn't question it, nor could he deny it.

Cullyn of the Sapling ~~ Crown Prince ~~ 5 ~~ Currently in RG
(I had to look up the word boon, the only meaning i found was blessing, so if its wrong please do tell me)
He really tried to stop the tears from falling, his body from shaking while doing so. However as he heard Molly speak he got a bit taken by it so with trembling arms he removed the tears. The small arms that were shaking got wet as he used the arms on his tunic to remove the tears. The blurry mess of colours became a clear vision of Molly that was kneeling infront of him. He looked at her a moment in pure confusion. She asked for his ... blessing? The two blue eyes looked at her a short while before he stood up on aching legs. Hitting ones knees on pure rock really hurts no matter how close you are to it. With three faltering steps he was hugging her tightly, just holding her as strongly as he possibly could. "Dont leave me again" he managed to whisper with a shaky voice. He was horrified that she would once again just rush away, leaving him. But maby then she wouldnt come back? Maby ... maby she would just upright abandon him, letting him be all alone if she left a second time? His shaking arms got a stronger grip around her and his face that was swullen from tears hid in her hair. Please, please couldnt she just promiss him? All he wanted, all he ever wished for ... its her to stay by her side, making sure he isnt alone.



Agrona of the Raven ~~ Poisonmaker master ~~ 22 ~~ currently in: DC
She glared at him as he noted on her ... anger?! This took her by surprice. Had she really been stupied enough to show emotions? After thinking about it a momentshe had to admit for her self that she had been really emotional for some reason. Maby the herbs she had picked earlier effected how well you controll your feelings? Maby, it might be possible since there are herbs that sends the eater into a drunken like state. With the healthy arm she picked up her book, feather and ink before noting down ``Effects emotions`` with a questionmark behind it. As he said that anything goes she just looked up at him before looking at the tunic that was only half pushed into the bag. "Yes please, it would be goo to get it out before the blood is dried into it" she said holding over both the tunic as well as the pants and skirt. The skirt and pants wernt really dirty but she prefer clean clothes over dirty so if she could get them clean she would take the oportunity.


NPC for Sapphire
The young man looked back at him with a ill concealed smirk on his lips as he looked at the lord in the murky water. When he heard the wolves howling closer he quickly looked up just in time tosee the man stab a wolf as it came rushing towards him. With a swift movement he rushed towards the man, with a strong takeoff from his left foot he simply jumped up on the horses back and from the horse he jumped towards the wolfes while taking out two daggers. The alfa had been killed by the lord so the pack shouldnt have to much morale left for fighting but rather rush away if they only killed two or three more. "Try to get away from here lord Emont, walk on the the grass and you should be fine!" he said just before landing in the water, swinging his left dagger at the wolf closest to him.