Thread: Maelstrom (RustyRedhead and darjeeling)

Great. Anivia. Katarina grumbled. All hail her glorious cold, freezing winds. Its really certainly making my ass freeze under the weather. I think she still has a grudge on me for what I did here a few times back when Noxian Military still holds some sway over the borders and all that. The redhead commented, not really going to bear her history to the Ice Queen. For all she would know, Ashe would actually not like the sound of it. In one assignment she had to do, Katarina had to disguise herself as a Noxian militarywoman assigned to do some human resource checking all in the name of protecting the lands Anivia had given to the barbarians as she recalled herself saying it, with the mission to subdue the small encampment of barbarians before the Crimson Elite would come and take them for questioning and for arrest. All Katarina did was seduce every barbarian, strip down and had a glorious orgy with all of them, taking turns and breaks, all in the name of Anivia. She figured the bird would give her a frosty reception once she got herself back here. I still dont believe youd had that icy bird to be your protector, of sorts, or whatever. The redhead added as they made their way through the city once again, and Katarina pulled her hood over her head, not to attract any more attention that she needed a Noxian, particularly a military assassin asset like her in the Freljordian lands, in Rakelstead? A wise person would cut off her head and present it to the next in line for the throne of Freljord, for all she would know. As far as the assassin wanted it, she would rather have her head where it belonged on her shoulders. The pair made their way through the throngs of crowds of civilians, where children waved at Ashe and even at Katarina, although she figured the children did not know who she was. Some offered food, which the Queen declined graciously and which the redhead took silently without question, and some brave men asked for their services to accompany her, all the while giving Katarina the stink eye, and hushed whispers, when Ashe declined, yet again. You know, you would have just taken their offer. Katarina quipped as soon as they made it to the great oaken doors that mark the city of Rakelstake, and the outside. They seemed to be eager to show you their worth as well as try to woo you, or something. She leaned in speaking to the queen quietly. Or just didnt want to wait to test themselves with their swords and your sheathe. She chuckled evilly. But hey, youre the boss here. She added, as they strode off as soon as the doors opened and they made their way outside. The cold greeted them again, and Katarina cursed inwardly under her breath, pulling her cloak closer to her to keep warm. She should have definitely worn more clothes, ones that fully cover her bodice for that matter, as they made a leeway to the road, before Ashe took her hand. Hey wa Katarina yelped at her as Ashe pulled her towards the cover of the forest ahead, as she pulled her towards it, and into the forest for a bit, before letting go and suggesting a starting point. Katarina listened to Ashe, thinking about the suggestion hard and considering the options. She shuddered at scaling the mountains as she figured that that would take them an extra day to figure out, as the mountains here in Freljord was not the same as the ones in Ironspike. These were harsher and much more evil in nature as the weather suggested. Scaling the mountains could take us a whole day. She thought about it. And like it or not, you and I are going to have to get to the nearest foothills before sundown and either we build a camp and wait till next day, or we freeze our freaking asses climbing the mountains. She added. And youre right. I heard Sejuanis not in the mood to talk or discuss about strangers and intruders in her land. Katarina gave Ashe her thoughts and chuckled icily at the thought of the leader of the Winters Claw. And I think Sejuani would rather have me more to her pet Bristle, than to have you. She pointed out as she pulled out her knife and held it steady, making her way slowly into the forest. You didnt answer my question, though. Katarina spoke, breaking the silence. Why is Tryndamere out in the lands, and why are you concerned about bringing him back? You miss him in bed, is that why? Or you feel that the citizen owe it to you to find the King again?