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Wowsers y’all. That was a lot more than I expected.
Sorry for not getting on. I try to stay off my phone on weekends.
OH, and @freedomwriter76 ? Michael and Mikkel definitely need to meet, both being marines (although Mikkel would be like ‘Sorry chap, I’m a King’s Mariner’).
First Grand Historian of Arreth and the Lesser Realms (aka Kitty)
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And I’m on!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Finally)
By the way, Sorren and my villain Ocran would be very interesting together. Mainly because they’re both cold and, well, conceited. Ocran does have rather complicated reasons for what he does. A lot of mental justification. In the end, if course, he’s really just bitter. Very bitter.
(Also, I think Viktor gets slightly claustrophobic in tight, dark spaces.)
Viktor
Naja. Although she was not Nadían, she reminded Viktor of his little sister. A Nadían he remembered from his childhood. The one you could always get riled with a mud clod, that was permanently addicted to laughter, that hated thunder, and that believed that a hug made everything better.
Viktor smiled and turned back to Mikkel.
Ezra, that was an Eirtanian name, right?, stepped over. Had picked up Franz like a child. Viktor blinked.
He’d thought only his father could do that to a grown man.
“Now, where was that bedroom you were talkin’ bout earlier?”
Viktor found himself blinking again. “Bedroom?” Had he been misleading? Or was Ezra in jest? “It’s just a tower, but it’s this way.”
He jumped up to his feet and began to walk on, hoping the rest would follow. He couldn’t talk very well while sucking the pain from his knuckles, and that made calling them difficult.
It was nothing more than anything he’d done to them on the farm. Just a scrape.
That seeped blood where his hand was tender.
He frowned and squinted at the shadowy passage before them.
This was the right way, right? He glanced about, his mind blurry with lack of sleep and quick motion. Alyona gave him a worried look.
If only she’d dash her torch. He was bound to have a nightmare tonight as it was.
Shaking his head, he continued on.
Then, like the opening of Glory’s gates, they passed into the court around the tower.
Alyona
This was better. Alyona tipped her head back and gazed at the stars.
“Don’t you love the stars?” She whispered to no one in particular. “They make me think of the song about how the Lord’s promises are more than the stars in number.”
Then she returned to earth and reality. Which mainly consisted of an enormous pile of rubble. She pinched her nose.
“I think someone was naughty.”
A few looks of confusion were cast her way, but Viktor burst into a laugh. She grinned.
“It’s an old proverb.” He explained to somebody as he began picking the best route up the stinking “stairway”. “Naughtiness leads to rottieness.”
They both stifled another laugh and gagged.
You have listened to fears, child. Come, let me breathe on you... Are you brave again? -Aslan
@elishavet-pidyon YAAAAY SOMEONE IS ON 😭 I’ve been wanting to do writing stuff…but didn’t want to be alone if that makes any sense at all…writing is a lonely work sometimes… but no one was on the RP!!
now I can RP at least once 😂
November
Viktor had led the group back outside and to the court near the tower. November rubbed his arms, looking up at the few stars still in the sky. Purple and Orange streaks were shining now; the sun was slowly starting to rise.
How long had they been walking?
He yawned, realizing now he exhausted he really was. Glancing at the others, he knew they must be as well.
Especially Ara, he grimaced, looking at the dark circles under her eyes. Noticing his concerned gaze, she offered a bright smile. His cheeks tinted pink and he smiled back.
The group stopped near a pile of rubble. A…broken staircase of sorts?
November gulped as he looked at it, staring up at the tower. He wasn’t necessarily “afraid” of heights, per say, but they definitely didn’t mix well with his…err…tendency to trip over his own feet.
Nothing really mixed well with him on that front…
He tugged at a single curl gently, staring continually at the tower, feeling as though it were growing taller by the minute.
He was definitely going to make a mess of things….
For everyone.
He paled.
A comment from the group pulled him from his staring and he turned to see everyone looking at Alyona confused my. Her brother began to laugh. November’s brows furrowed; he’d missed the joke.
“It’s an old proverb,” Viktor said.
What was?
”Naughtiness leads to rottenness.” (Dunno if I said the proverb right lol)
November was still confused but ignored the odd remark. He often found himself trying to catch up when it came to conversations, even in normal circumstances.
Now, however, he was surrounded by people from extremely different places, with strange cultures and…phrases he didn’t quite understand.
Ara and Lyn seemed fine though…
But…Ara was always good at these things.
And Lyn? She could probably roll with anything…
Plus, he’d just learned about her culture, so there was that.
His thoughts were interrupted by another voice. This one, bringing his mind to full attention.
“Are…Are we going to have to climb those?”
It was Ara. She too was staring at the broken down staircase, concern in her eyes, though November had no doubt she could gracefully make her way to the top.
And then, he saw her glance his way. His cheeks flushed.
She was asking for him.
For a second, his heart swelled. Grateful that she would think about him. Warmed by the fact that she cared enough to be concerned. But then it was dashed away with the fact that she’d had to do it in the first place.
“Oh, November, why must you always be so inept? Truly, you’re all fingers and thumbs.” His father’s polished voice spoke in the back of his mind.
“I..I’m sorry, daddy,” November looked down sheepishly at the vase he’d knocked over. He nudged the wooden floor with the toe of his shoe, squeezing his stuffed rabbit in one hand.
His father had just shook his head, disappointment lacing his gaze. “Well, don’t just stand there. Clean it up.”
“Yes, daddy…” November whispered, running off to fetch a broom and dustpan.
November looked away at the memory, sighing. He’d always been a clumsy kid. Guess he always would be…
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@godlyfantasy12. OH! That’s who Sorren was pointing out!? *face-palms* I COMPLETELY missed that. XD My bad. XD
@koshka. Yeah, it’s been a lot. XDYou’re good, girl! Totally understand!
Ooh, they should! 😀 I low-key want Jayden to meet Riker and November anyhow. And Michael could meet Mikkel. 😉 I have so many characters now. XD I love each and every last one of them though. XD XD XD
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Eva
“Are…Are we going to have to climb those?” Arabella asked.
Eva glanced at the broken-down staircase. She didn’t enjoy heights or climbing. Especially heights. She glanced at November, who seemed to also, possibly, be nervous. His cheeks flushed when Arabella looked his way.
Eva smiled faintly. Young love.
Oh, how adorable. (Hehe. XD)
She glanced at Ezra, who still held Franz in his arms. “Guess we will have to climb that there staircase. Some things gonna make it hard.” Ezra said softly, motioning towards Franz in his arms.
Eva furrowed her brows. How was Ezra supposed to climb like that?
“Careful, mein Liebling. You don’t want to get hurt.” Eva cautioned.
Ezra gave her a smirk. “This ain’t my first rodeo.”
Eva rolled her eyes but couldn’t fight a smile.
Oh, she was loving him more and more every minute.
Riker
“If we do climb up there, we’ll have to find the easiest and safest way up. No one needs to get hurt.” Riker noted.
Ezra nodded.
Naja stirred, and Riker shifted her over to his other arm. She had already fallen asleep.
Riker kissed her forehead.
Franz would be fine by morning. He had Naja. But where were his other kids…where was Iris?
Riker took in a deep breath.
He’d just have to wait and see if he could find them.
“If we’re going to climb the tower, we better do so.” Riker said, stepping forward, standing beside November.
Ezra nodded. “Yessir. We’re burning daylight.”
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@elishavet-pidyon. Nadian sounds sooo cute! <3
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Hello and good morning! I’m back on now! 🙂
(@freedomwriter76 I love Asher too! 😊)
Sorren & Payton
“Surrender, Sorren. You’re way outnumbered and surrounded.”
Sorren sheathed his sword.
“All right. All right. You don’t have to get so defensive about it.”
His eyes found Payton behind Asher.
“Hear that Payton? They’re asking for proof now.” He smirked. “Are you going to give it to them or do you want me to do the honors.”
Payton stepped up to Sorren.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Liar.
Sorren repeated his thoughts out loud.
“You liar. We both know who your father is.”
“Shut up.”
“Excuse me?”
“I said shut your mouth up or do I have to do it for you?”
“Big words from someone who couldn’t hold his own with me a few moments ago and had to rely on everyone else to come to his aid. I guess I’ll have to explain then. I’ll give you the short version. There was a famine in Payton’s country. His king and queen refused to deal with me and my men. Camron’s father apparently didn’t have the same qualms. End of story.”
Payton stared at the ground.
“He saw it was wrong and he turned back to the right side.”
Sorren snorted.
“That’s not what you seemed to think last time we – er – met.”
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(If someone wants to incapacitate Sorren, be my guest. Just knock him against the wall or something and render him unconscious. IDK But I guess that would NOT be a good example of loving your enemies….)
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Verity
Verity turned to face the shadows. Trevyn was almost scared silly which meant he’d seen another person.
She ran up to the girl and stopped short. Something about her was…..different. Like nothing she’d encountered before. But Verity wasn’t going to let that stop her.
“Hi I’m Verity!” she said cheerily. “That’s Trevyn. He’s shy. No offense.”
Sometimes Trevyn wished she wouldn’t always tack that on after his name. But if he told her, she would just say what she always said.
“Well, if you don’t want me to say it, then don’t let it describe you.”
As if he could change himself that drastically that easily.
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Vulkasin
Blackened stonework, narrow threshold, tall glorious window. The tower at last.
But everyone seemed concerned on how to enter, all gathered round the refuse pile of a door.
Whatever they were trying to do. He had found the window.
It wasn’t high; stretching he could almost reach the sill. It couldn’t be a difficult climb.
He’d test it first. Wouldn’t want something to happen, you know. Dangerous things, windows. What if they could push someone off their own ledge?
“Vulk.” His brother’s voice sounded like a verbal sigh. “V’at are you doing?”
Vulkasin grinned, his fingers finding the first toehold.
Another moment he was perched astride the window sill.
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@koshka @keilah-h @godlyfantasy12Viktor
It wasn’t such a high climb. Not ideal exercise for that time of night, but no help would come if waiting.
It was the safest place.
Viktor began to speak, but was silenced by the sight of Vulkasin astride the window. In one fluid motion the Voyager had scaled the height.
That man was tall.
Then sudden inspiration lit Viktor’s face and he turned to the others.
The hesitated. Then dove ahead.
“If one of you men goes up first, Vulkasin can lift the sleepers up to you.”
You have listened to fears, child. Come, let me breathe on you... Are you brave again? -Aslan
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November
Vulkasin had scaled the tower with ease. His height was definitely an advantage here.
His nerves were now completely shot at the thought of having to climb this tower. Not only because he was afraid of falling and obviously hurting himself, but also embarrassing himself immensely in front of this large group.
Though…it wouldn’t be the first time he’d embarrassed himself. Heh.
“If one of you men goes up first, Vulkasin can lift the sleepers up to you.” Viktor was talking to the group now, motioning at Naja and Franz’s still forms.
Ah…yea…getting them up there was going to be difficult too….
Jocelyn
Vulk had scaled the window with ease, and Lyn was immediately impressed. Her eyes scanned the tower, wishing she too could release the last of her pent up energy and scale it.
Though…she had a feeling I’d she did, she’d give her friends a heart attack.
They didn’t seem to always share her enthusiasm when it came to some of her stunts.
Viktor was talking to the group about how to get some of the sleepers to the top of the tower, reminding Lyn of her own sleeping companion.
She gently tilted her head, nuzzling her chin in the soft fur that was wrapped around her neck. She considered letting him stay asleep, but she knew he wouldn’t want to miss this.
”Psst, hey Nyx. Wake up, love!”
Nyx stirred slightly, his eyes narrowing. “What is it?”
“Look. It’s the tower. We’re gonna climb it. Well…I suppose we have to go up the stairs…but if it were possible, I’d just scale the side of it,” Lyn winked.
Nyx turned his head slowly and looked up at the tower. He gave a cheeky grin and squeaked. “Who says we can’t?”
“Nyx…” Lyn laughed. “I don’t think everyone here appreciates our…ah…stunts.”
”Well…someone else seemed to have a similar idea.” He squeaked, pointing his nose at Vulk. Lyn laughed again and shook her head.
“Ah, Nyx.”
Arabella
Ara was concerned.
For everyone.
Call it what you will, she just didn’t like the thought of this large group trying to climb these rotten stairs. Much less with 2 unconscious/sleeping figures, one of them being a young child.
But Viktor seemed all for it, and everyone else seemed to be following along. She supposed it would be fine…he did know more about it then she…
Still, her stomach tightened at the thought of this whole group trying to climb the tower.
What if….the stairs gave out beneath them?
No, she couldn’t think like that.
That was an improbability.
Though…she knew one thing that…might not be.
She glanced at her friend. His face was pale, and she knew he was nervous too.
Ara loved her best friend (for those reading this, she doesn’t even think romantic love cuz they’ve been friends for so long even tho it’s just love beyond anything, so it kinda is XD), and though he could be a bit…awkward and clumsy, she found it rather endearing.
It was just…him.
It was November.
It always had been. He was her best friend (GURL… XD) and she really didn’t see any of those things as “flaws.” They we’re just…pieces of him.
Like puzzle pieces that came together to create a beautiful picture.
But, that being said, she knew that he worried about it. A lot. And yes, he could be a bit awkward on his feet. And his being nervous tended to make this worse.
Which was why she was concerned.
Of course she’d never say it out loud, for fear of embarrassing him. She knew how his father had treated him, and would never want to come across like that.
Everything she thought was from love, unlike Riven.
She clenched her fists at the thought of that horrid man and stared at the ground, suddenly focused on her shoes.
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Corvina
She’d been found.
And by a child no less.
Great.
“Hi I’m Verity!” The little girl was cheerful, which surprised Corvina. Most people who saw her didn’t react that way. “That’s Trevyn. He’s shy. No offense.”
Corvina’s eyes narrowed and she purses her lips, unsure of how to proceed. She glanced out from her shadows and found that, the rest of the group hadn’t noticed the young girl’s disappearance.
Yeesh. They really needed to pay more attention to their surroundings. She could’ve killed this kid already and no one would’ve been the wiser.
Well, except that other kid, ah, Trevyn, was it? But he was still shaking like a leaf, so he wouldn’t have been much help.
Corvina quickly looked away from the boy, focusing back on this girl whose eyes were bright.
Corvina crossed her arms with an internal groan, rustling her black cape. Great…now she had to interact with people.
“You gonna say anything? Or just stand there?” The girl, Verity spoke again.
Corvina raised a brow. Girl had guts, she had to give her that, but she was waaay too cheery for Corvina’s liking.
“Corvina.” Was all she said before pushing stepping past her. If she’d been discovered, might as well make the most of it.
She exited the shadows and stepped towards the group, who still had yet to notice her, except 2 men. One, the guy who’d nearly killed someone earlier, was in the midst of arguing.
The other (Jayden) looked completely shocked at the sight of her. His eyes widened and he stepped back, tapping one of his companions in the shoulder to let them know of her arrival.
Corvina rolled her eyes and leaned against a wall, crossing her arms as now, everyone turned to look at her, and a pouting Verity returned Trevyn’s side. “Hey, boys.”
I luv Corvina XD. She acts her age but at the same time acts older and it’s hilarious. She’s just sooo sarcastic and I love her
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#ProtectSeb@godlyfantasy12 XD I love it! (And you nailed Verity’s personality. XD)
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@queen_of_alvastia @freedomwriter76 @koshka @keilah-h @elishavet-pidyon anyone wanna RP?
ALSO I thought maybe I’d post a pic of what I imagine some of my charries looking like?? So y’all can kinda see how I imagine them? I mean it’s not exactly how I imagine them but ya know XD
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSeb@godlyfantasy12 *jumps up and waves hand in the air frantically*
ME!! I DO!! (Just didn’t know if I could go ahead or if I was supposed to wait. If you give me the green light, Corvina, WATCH OUT!! Verity will drag you into a conversation whether you want it or not XD)
And yes please I love charrie pictures!!
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