Thread: A Lord's Quest (JmBz and Sheepy)

Verdant had heard many rumors of the dragon terrorizing the lands close by to the elf kingdom. Each and every story only escalated in the level of terror. The young, elven princess feared for the safety of each and every organism close by to the dragon. She had pleaded her father to send some soldiers out to soothe the best somehow, and then she had asked to be taken to the beast herself in order to speak with it. However, he had declined both her requests. As of late, Verdant had journeyed further and further away from her home. Her mother had urged her father to give her more freedom. The young elven princess acknowledged the danger of the outside world, and often took a soldier or two with her. Even though she wished to soothe and help the dragon, as well as everyone in danger, she knew that there was no chance of her doing it alone. There were many noble houses around and about the human realms. But as far as Verdant had heard, none of them had volunteered to slay the dragon. No animal should be slain, is how Verdant felt. Dragons did not often go on such terrible rampages. But if the dragon did have to be slain, Verdant wanted no part of it. She was a healer, and although she had access to natural magic, she was not a violent individual. Verdant had always been a very kind elf. Giving, and saintly was how most would always describe her. Her patience was close to godly, even. But the princess had been sheltered for a majority of her life, and was naive and shy due to it. She even had trouble speaking to guards, and she always found it difficult to order servants around, like most nobles and royals would. She did not have a forceful bone in her body. The young elf bit her lip, as she walked through the forest. It was a beautiful day, so she had decided to walk through the lovely forest on her way to one of the fields of flowers in the elf kingdom. She adored flowers, each and every single one of them. Verdant's love of life had always been very powerful. She lacked the ability to do anything other than heal. However, others had taken advantage of her in the past due to her immense kindness, which she was always oblivious to. Every noble and royal who attempted to take advantage of her would be punished by the king, so fellow elves were always sure to be incredibly kind to her. The lush, green grass crunched underneath her feet, and the breeze was incredibly soft. The young princess smiled underneath the shade of the trees, glad that the recent storms had passed by so quickly. She did not mind the rain, but too much of it could prove to be rather dangerous to the environment. Floods were always threatening. Verdant hummed a soft nursery tune, smile widening as she heard the chirping of the birds. She was very familiar with this area of the forest by now. She had traveled to the flower fields so many times that she had memorized the way and no longer required guards to assist her. Her father could be overprotective at times, but it was because he loved her, and she could never get frustrated with him for that. She was simply grateful that her father cared so much about her. There was a pathway that travelers used in order to pass through the elven kingdom. Often traders would take it in order to not be hassled by the guards of the elven kingdom. Her father had a habit of being very protective of his territory and his kingdom. Any threat to his kingdom would be quickly annihilated. But at times she knew he could overreact, which was why she was glad that her mother was with him. Her stern father could indeed have a dangerous temper when dealing with outsiders. Verdant blinked as she arrived on the dirt pathway. The wooded road was not one she often traveled on. But that didn't alarm her as much as the sound of a horse's hooves on the ground. The young princess remained where she was, hoping to greet the traveler. She never interacted with outsiders very much. Daniel and his horse emerged from around the corner, and her eyes widened. From his clothing, armor and visible, she guessed he was of the Chaucer house. The crest on his clothing said so. She had always been curious about the human nobility, and made a point to research every single noble house in the human realms. H-Hello. She had forgotten how hard it was to talk to strangers. As he came up to her, she waved shyly, eyes moving downcast. I-I am P-Princess Verdant... It is n-nice to meet you...