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Thread: The story of Trystan

The neko was a fugitive now. He had escaped his prison, and couldn't help but wonder where he would end up next. In his cell, the guards had failed to break him, and he was one with a strong feeling of independance. He very rarely listened to orders unless he trusted that person, and he trusted no one in that godforsaken hell hole. As he roamed through the forest surrounding the prison walls, he hefted his stolen rifle. The thief smiled as he remembered how well stocked they were, and how that would lead to their falling. As he got farther into the treeline, he pulled out a small remote control, flipping up the little black cover and pulling the trigger that was protected by the black box. His ears flickd to the glorious sound of his charges blowing up, destroying the complex in a matter of seconds. The neko was on his way now, or so it seemed.
Thread: Twin Sisters / Common Friend (Female) 2 F's Requested

I love your idea darling! Care to rp?
Thread: Twin Sisters / Common Friend (Female) 2 F's Requested

Sure, we would just need another girl to join us and we'd be good to go, lemme know if you find someone, else we'll have to wait a little longer.
Thread: Twin Sisters / Common Friend (Female) 2 F's Requested

Well, I'm not female but I would be more than happy to play one for the role-play if that is fine with the both of you.
Thread: Twin Sisters / Common Friend (Female) 2 F's Requested

I'm fine with it. 3
Thread: Twin Sisters / Common Friend (Female) 2 F's Requested

Bump! People ditched on me, looking for people for this.
Thread: Twin Sisters / Common Friend (Female) 2 F's Requested

I'm a gurl i can play it if u want
Thread: favorite music as of now,

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Thread: favorite music as of now,

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Thread: favorite music as of now,

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Thread: The Sky God's Offering (Warchief & Rapedoll)

The Chattels weren't one of the richest families in the settlement, but at just 14 there daughter Elise's beauty would rival that of even the most elite royal families daughters. Her long, spun gold hair, flowed loosely down her back coming to rest at her waist. Her dark blue eyes where so crystal clear they looked look a deep Mediterranean ocean. She was a petite little thing, with delicate features. Her skin looked like peaches and cream.. soft and fragile. Her lips were soft and tender the color of a ripe peach that complimented the soft pink of her cheeks. At barely five foot, Logan towered a good foot over her, and from the first time she laid eyes on him her eyes sparkled. At first when she heard what her father had done.. given her hand in marriage. She was angry, furious that her father would just give her way to some stranger. But from the moment she first met Logan all her anger and fears seemed to evaporate. For the young teens it seemed like love at first sight. Elise and Logan spent a lot of time riding together, getting to know one and other. Many times the air was filled with there laughter. The first part of the trip had been wonderful as they got to know one and other. The sky was a clear blue with soft puffy clouds drifting by. The surrounding forest had been rich with deep colors of emerald greens the leaves so crisp and clear she could almost count each one as they passed under the canopy of trees. They crossed clear streams that bubbled with fresh spring water. She felt almost as if she where in a dream. Unfortunately the dream had to end when she awoke on the forth day she was told that she would have to stay in the carriage. At first she didn't say much... but then after long hour after hour passed they still forbid her from leaving the carriage.. She finally had a tantrum and told the guards that if they didn't let her out of the carriage this minute she would make a mess on the floor. After a few minutes they finally relented and let her releave herself in some bushes. But then the ushered her right back inside the carriage. She asked to see Logan.. but her request was denied.. Had she done something wrong? Was he mad at her for some reason? She couldn't understand why she was being treated like a prisoner all of a sudden and locked in this stupid carriage. Even her parents weren't being much of a help for they didn't seem to know any more then she did. After about another hour.. when she thought she was finally going to scream.. she felt the carriage pull to a stop..
Thread: The Sky God's Offering (Warchief & Rapedoll)

Outside of the caravan, the world was silent. The melodious sounds of the songbirds that had filled the air for several days were gone. The horses were still and silent and the two knights were still as far as the Chattel family could hear. It was almost as if the world outside of the covered wagon had ended and Elises family was all that was left, huddled together inside of the caravan where they were safe from whatever sorcery had stopped the flowing of time. Perhaps it would have been better if time had actually stopped beyond the canvas walls of the wagon but time marched on as it always had marching blindly through the calm before the storm. Moments of painful silence drifted by, dragging out seconds into eternities until the silence was finally shattered. Off to the right of the caravan, a terrible sound echoed through the trees of the mountain foothills. It was a low, guttural roar unlike anything that the Chattels would have ever heard before. It wasnt a great mountain cat and it wasnt a bear. It sounded much bigger than either. Whatever it was, the horses did not like it. The instant that the bone chattering cry ripped through the air, the wagon lurched forward with every ounce of force and speed that the twin stallions could muster. Isenhart and Logans shouts could be heard from behind the wagon as the large beasts left them behind frightened out of their beastly little minds. The Chattels were being pulled away from their escort at great speed and the wagon clattered and shook around them as the horses carried them over the rocky road at speeds that could not be safe by any means. Fearing that his family might be thrown from the rocking caravan, Alexander instinctively reached out to grab his wife with one arm and his daughter in the other. It was an understandable fear seeing as their belongings were being tossed around the carriage and some of their things were already flying out of the sides of the wooden, canvas-covered cart.
Thread: The Sky God's Offering (Warchief & Rapedoll)

Opening her mouth, Elise started to ask her father what was happening. But before her lips could utter a sound her father hushed her lips while he listened to see if he could hear anything from outside. Elise found herself holding her breath.. the silence for some reason sent shivers of terror through the young girl. The echoing rawer was accompanied by the sound of Elise's screams sounding almost as one. In shock and fright, she jumped ... eyes wild, as she looked from her mother to her father. The carriage jerked and bounced, sending the family scattering around inside. The horses whined and bucked, sending the carriage careening through the forest in a death defying race. Elise heard Logan yelling.. the sound coming from behind the carriage. Throwing herself against the back of the carriage her fists banging on the solid wall of the coach she screamed his name just before she was violently thrown to the other side of the carriage.. Blinding pain ripped through her side as she landed against the hard wooden bench on the other side of the carriage and slumped to the floor.. Then she found herself being scooped up off the floor and into her fathers strong arms. Daddyyyy! Whatsssssss happeningg!!!
Thread: The Sky God's Offering (Warchief & Rapedoll)

The stallions showed no sign of slowing down over the next several minutes as they hauled the carriage down the bumpy and washed-out road as fast as their legs would carry them. The stability of the cart only got worse as it was pulled over the rough road at such high speeds. It was an older carriage, made entirely of wood and canvas completely unsuited for the abuse which it was now enduring from the road. Considering that the only iron parts to be found on the old wagon were the bolts, latches, and fasteners, it was holding up much better than it should have. Isenhart had clearly kept very good care of the large hunk of wood. Unfortunately for the Chattels, there is only so much abuse that any object can take before it gives way, regardless of the material from which it is made or the care that it is given. When the wagon was drug over a particularly bad spot in the road, there was a load cracking sound from beneath as the axel snapped in two. The carriage, unsupported by the broken axel, went crashing to the ground below. The Chattels were jostled by the impact of the moving wagon falling to the ground but their ride wasnt over quite yet. Backed by the momentum of the large wooden cart, the horses continued to onward. Their charge was slowed by the now wheel-less carriage but it would take more than a broken axel to stop two determined work steeds. With another loud snap, the wagon stopped dead and the Chattels terrifying ride had finally come to an end. The leather straps that connected the horses to the yolk poles gave way, allowing the horses to free themselves from the broken cart. The momentum left over from the carts sudden stop sent the three peasants flying across the cart and into the opposite wall. The impact would have easily been enough to knock them out cold if they collided with the side of the wagon the wrong way. The world outside of the shattered wagon was silent again. Isenhart and Logan had been left far down the road and the horses had charged ahead, still terrified of whatever they had seen and heard. Even if they were alone now in potentially dangerous territory on the outskirts of their kingdom, at least the Chattels were together and they were alive. Judging by the sound that had caused the horses such a scare, that might very well be more than what could be said about the knight and his squire. They could have easily handled themselves against a great mountain cat but to expect them to make it out of a run in with a bear unscratched was probably asking too much. Of course, whatever that had been back there, it had sounded larger than even a bear.
Thread: The Sky God's Offering (Warchief & Rapedoll)

When the dust finally settled everything was quiet, except for the sound of Elise softly weeping. There was a huge crack on the floor of the carriage . Most likely caused when the carriage had hit a rock. Elise sat up.. she had been thrown to the floor along with her mother and father, but neither parent was moving. Crawling over to her mother.. her mother looked ghostly pale. A thin trickle of blood was coming from her mouth and nose. When Elise picked up her mothers hand it felt cool to the touch and dropped limply back down onto the floor. She couldn't tell if her mother was still alive or not.. Elise felt tears burning in the back of her eyes. Then she crawled over to her father.. He was unconscious but still breathing.. His breathing was shallow and ragged like he was struggling for each breath, but Elise couldn't see any visible wounds on his body. Elise sat there holding her fathers head in her lap for what seemed like hours but might have only been minutes. In the hope that Logan or Sir Isenhart would find them. But after a few moments she felt like she needed to do something. Her mother still hadn't moved .. and her fathers breathing was becoming shallower and shallower. .. Stepping from the carriage she found a small stream a few feet away from where the carriage had stopped. Reaching down she tore off a piece of her skirt and soaked it in the water. Going back to the carriage she placed the wet rag over her fathers forehead. It was starting to get dark ... and the sounds of the forest kept pressing in all around her. She was terrified that what ever they had heard that spooked the horses was still out there somewhere in the forest. ..
Thread: The Sky God's Offering (Warchief & Rapedoll)

If the young girl had bothered to travel back and inspect the road where the axel had finally broken then she would have discovered that there had been ruts dug across the dirt road. The Chattels had fallen victim to a trap that someone or something had set here along the road and Elise was now being watched from the cover of the trees on the side of the road opposite the stream from which she was collecting water. Of course, it was quite understandable that her attention to the world around her was somewhat hazed given the circumstances. Her mother might well be dead and her father didnt seem to be doing so well either. Elise had might as well been alone. It took Elises onlooker only a moment to size up the situation which his trap had created. As far as he could tell, the only passenger that had still been in the wagon at this point was a little girl. Knowing that there was nothing here to which he would need to heed caution to, the onlooker stepped from the tree line and into the road not twenty feet in front of the wagon. Fortunately for Elise, the being that had been watching her was human and not whatever had frightened the horses. Unfortunately for Elise, he was a mountain barbarian tribesman . The man now standing in front of the wagon would have easily been the largest man that Elise had ever seen. His frame was every bit of seven feet and some odd inches in height and his arms were as thick as a bears leg. This man dwarfed Elises five foot frame in every way. He wore brown pants and boots made of some kind on animal hide likely deer by the looks of it. Another kind of grey hide was wrapped around his ankles and draped around his waist, possibly for the purposes of some kind of barbarian fashion. There was a tanned leather strap across his chest, holding a studded shoulder plate on his left shoulder. A bracer made of the same hardened leather with sharpened bones imbedded into it decorated his left wrist and forearm. Draped around his neck was a necklace made of battle trophies everything from ogre teeth to bear claws with a Royal Knights medallion front and center. Strapped across his back was a large sword one of the Royal Knighthoods tempered and runed blades. Thick, short brown hair covered the figures chest, arms, and jaw. The hair topping his head was the same rich brown but was long falling down to his mid-torso. His long locks were braided into three clean tails one falling down his back and the other two falling over each shoulder. His eyes, as if defying every other rippling feature about him, were the softest and gentlest blue. Lasta tani sysla, khingar, the figure shouted in a commanding tone as he began to approach the wagon which the little blonde peasant girl had retreated back into. He was speaking in the native tongue of the barbarian tribes. Elise would not have been able to make sense of anything that hed just said but it didnt sound like he was in much of a mood for games.
Thread: The Sky God's Offering (Warchief & Rapedoll)

It had grown pitch black as darkness had settled in the forest... Every little sound made Elise jump and look around in the dark.. Is it any wonder that she had to clamp a hand over her mouth to keep from screaming when she heard the resounding voice from just outside the carriage. Come on daddy wake up. The panicked girl shook her father. But it had been quite a while since the last time she heard her father struggle for breath, and now he just lay there quiet and unmoving. Maybe if she was just real quiet who ever it was outside might just leave. She tried to tell herself.. Unfortunately no matter how much she wanted to she couldn't bring herself to believe that.
Thread: The Sky God's Offering (Warchief & Rapedoll)

Osric maela lasta tani sysla, khingar, the barbarian shouted again as he neared the disheveled cart. His voice sounded irritated now as if it angered him that this little girl had not given him the response that he had wanted. That assumption wouldnt have been far off of the truth. This barbarian was Osric, the mightiest warrior from his tribe. He, himself, answered only to his warchief and the tribes eldest of shaman. The lesser warriors of the tribe knelt before him in the training fields and cheered when he stepped into the mead hall. The tribes women swooned in his shadow and honored every command that he gave them. This girl, however, dared to hide from him. He was not stupid. He had seen her with his own two eyes. He knew that she was there in that wagon. The gait of Osrics massive form covered the ground between him and the wagon with only a handful of steps. As he stood next to the wagon, nearly as tall as it had been even when it had a working set of wheels and axel, a guttural growl rumbled from his throat. How dare this child? She should be groveling at his feet and begging for mercy in that twisted demon tongue of hers. She should be offering herself to him promising services of labor and flesh in exchange for her life. It was true that Osric wouldnt understand a word of her pleas but it was the symbolism of the act that mattered to the stoic native brute. Lasta tani sysla khingar! Now there could have been no mistaking it. The man-beast outside of the wagon was angry and if that werent enough it sounded like he was standing just outside of that thin canvas curtain. The wagon would not protect Elise. If this barbarian was so inclined then he could dismantle a solid wooden wagon with his bare hands and this pile of wreckage wasnt even a solid wagon. It was a carriage shell with a course sheet draped over it and nailed into place.
Thread: The Sky God's Offering (Warchief & Rapedoll)

This time when the barbarian spoke again she did scream. For the fist time in her short 14 years her parents where unable to help her. She was as good as alone, and helpless. And whoever was outside sounded big... real big, and angry! Inside the carriage it was pitch dark.. she huddled inside into one corner. Should she try to get out? Perhaps if she jumped from the door real quick she could take off running before what ever was out there had a chance to grab her.. And maybe if she ran back down the road she could find Logan. What the hell happened.. She thought she was supposed to be safe.. didn't her father tell her she had nothing to worry about.. Well that voice outside sure didn't sound like nothing! In the dark interior of the carriage she got to her feet .. shaking. In the darkness she tripped over something and stumbled ... Oh good going Elise, so much for trying to be quiet... She moved over to the flap that covered the door. Took a deep breath and jumped out the door.. But when she jumped she landed less then a foot away from Osric. She stumbled and tripped over her own feet landing hard on her ass... Sitting sprawled out on the ground looking up at Osric he seemed like a giant. She tried to crawl back words to get away from this giant that stood above her looking down.
Thread: The Sky God's Offering (Warchief & Rapedoll)

Though Osric wasnt exactly stupid in the traditional sense of the word, it wouldnt have been accurate to call him intelligent either. Osric was simple and uncouth, for a lack of better words. When Elise leapt from the carriage and ended up on her ass before him, a toothy grin overtook his features and his shifted his posture to stand tall and proud with his chest out. To him, the girl was now groveling. Though she was not kneeling, she was still on the ground before him which was still a show of submission either way. His mood seemed to snap right back to angry when the little blonde began to push herself backward to try and get away from him. She belonged in his shadow. She should feel privileged to grovel at his as the women back in the village did. His right hand shot up and over his shoulder with speed that should not have been possible for someone of his size. When that massive hand came flying back down, it brought that stolen rune blade with it and shoved the tempered steel into Elises face. The razor tip of the sword was only inches from the tip of Elises nose. Osric maela dereji, the moan bellowed with an overbearing tone. His eyes were locked on Elises, scanning her blue eyes that seemed to mirror his own, reflecting back at him the fear that he was incapable of feeling. Though Osric knew that this girl was from the colonies of the invaders and that she would not be able to understand him, it did not prevent him from barking his commands at her. Perhaps he thought that if he pressed his will against hers that she would break under the pressure and grovel before him. Maela nefta, he spoke again in a slightly less angry tone. He might have sounded calmer all of a sudden but that blade didnt move from the girls face and those stone-hard blue eyes didnt drift from their stare into Elises own softer orbs. Whatever the barbarian wanted from her, hed made it quite clear that he wasnt afraid to kill her if he didnt get it.
Thread: The Sky God's Offering (Warchief & Rapedoll)

Elise answered Osric's bellows with her own screams, as she cringed back from the point of the blade that waved a mere few inches from her face. She felt her fear build, thought 'this is it, I've had it'. In those few brief seconds she thought of her family, her future, and Logan. Fear pulsed through her veins, burning through her like a fever, burned so fiercely it was impossible to contain her trembling. She didn't dare move another inch as she looked up at the huge man that hovered over her brandishing his sword in front of the little girl.