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Thread: Assassin of Kings: Showmeyouloveme & Ser Issac of Clarke

Asher was deadly with any blade or weapon in his hand. The bow was his strongest asset but his longsword was his second strongest. His blade cut through flesh as though it was still hot from the forge. It pierced armor with ease. His blade was an exquisite make, the blade flashing in the sun as he moved like a storm of blades. He was skilled and could think very quickly as soon the battle was over. Asher wiped the blade clean and slipped it back into it's sheathe. The Raven Guard was Blackpool's first line of defense. They've protected the Ebony Forest for centuries. They have single handedly stopped armies before they had a chance to even see the walls of the Citadel. Asher looked to her as she gave her coin to a young man, sending him off. It was true, the peasants had done nothing to deserve such suffering. When their lord waged stupid wars, the peasants were the ones that paid the price. They were the ones who starved, who lost everything, who bled for the king. Asher looked to her as she told him not to call her that. My apologies Lady Bla....Kenna. A force of habit he said gently. Asher looked to her as she said that these peasants didn't deserve such things, that it wasn't their faults. For all intents and purposes, Asher agreed with her and disapproved of Lord Blackpool's decisions. He nodded when she asked him to escort the bandits home. Asher looked to the other Rangers, nodding as a way of telling them to do as the queen commanded. He followed behind her. Asher looked to her. Not to worry Lady Kerra, my rangers are completely trustworthy. We're sworn to protect Blackpool with our lives and to obey the commands of the royal family he said in a gentle and low tone, resting his arm on his sword as he looked to her as she asked the driver to take her to her son. The driver nodded and sat up. Asher walked to the carriage and opened the door for her, offering his hand to help her in. Perhaps you would feel safer if I rode with you? he asked gently. Asher's hood kept his eyes hidden from sight. His nose peeking out a bit from beneath the hood. His eyes almost had a glow under the hood, like a cat in the dark.
Thread: Assassin of Kings: Showmeyouloveme & Ser Issac of Clarke

Asher smiled a bit when she teased him about being comfortable in the trees. I do enjoy being in the trees but I recognize when my services are required somewhere else outside of my comfort zone he said with a chuckle. Her guards had fallen like flies thanks to the ambush and if things got heated again, she would need the help of a ranger or a knight. Since most of the knights that had guarded her caravan had died, it was his task to watch over her. Asher climbed into the carriage with her and undid the sword that hung from his waist, propping it against the seat beside him. The sword was too long to be used in the carriage should something go awry. That was why Asher had a pair of daggers with him. Asher sat in silence within the carriage. He was used to the long silence, used to watching the woods and listening to the sounds of the creatures within the woods. Asher kept the hood over his eyes as he heard her speak up, asking if he would take his hood off for her or if it was against the rules. He smiled softly as she said that it was just them and that she would only tell Gregory, that he wanted to know everything about him. His smile slowly wavered as she spoke of the king, saying how busy he was that she needed to keep her son happy. He smiled softly at her question. It's ok he said softly in regards to her saying never mind. I have been tasked with defending you and that's what I intend to do he said gently. Answering your questions also falls into such things he said with a gentle smile. Asher sighed and looked to her from beneath his hood. In regards to my hood, there is no rule about keeping the hood up. I simply keep mine up for.....personal reasons. However, I will take off my hood if you tell me too. I'm sworn to obey your's and the king's orders he said gently. He smiled softly. In regards to seeing little Gregory, I think it can be arranged Lady Kenna. I can see him tonight if it would please you my lady he said with a gentle smile. With him being as close as he was, she would be able to make out the scars on his skin. His lip had a scar that travelled from just above his chin to just below his nostril. It was fadied but you could see it still there through the trimmed facial hair on his chin and jaw. Another scar started from his cheek and traveled down his jaw to his neck. On the other side of his neck was the unmistakable scar of a burn. All the scars however were beginning to fade, clearly something that he'd received a long time ago.
Thread: Assassin of Kings: Showmeyouloveme & Ser Issac of Clarke

Asher smiled softly at her comment as she spoke of Gregory loving it. It'd be my pleasure. I've spent more than enough time in the woods with the animals. It would be a rather refreshing change of pace he said with a gentle chuckle. He looked to her as she sat back and seemed to think of all sorts of questions that she wanted to ask him to fill the silence. He could understand her desire of speaking about anything to fill the silence. He looked to her when she asked who had tasked him to watch over her and by who exactly. The Raven Guard was formed by your husband's ancestors, the first Blackpools. Your husband's great great grandfather Thomas Blackpool saw the need to create a force of rangers who's soul purpose was to protect the kingdom by using the woods he said. I was sworn to protect all royals by the name of Blackpool and to follow their orders with unflinching loyalty he said. His tone wavered slightly as he said the last comment. With the way things have become these past few months though have tested my oaths to your husband he said with a sigh. Her husband was a cruel man, having ordered the execution of hundreds of infected. Their bodies burned and buried in mass graves to prevent the infection. It was a harsh time for all who lived under the Blackpool banner. He looked to her as she asked about him. Where he originated from, where his parents and siblings were. He sighed at the last part. I hail from no lands in particular, have no siblings or family to speak off. I was born on the streets, forced to survive on the scraps of food I could find. I wondered from city to city, living there for some time and then moving on. Alas though saying more could cause me a great deal of harm if I was to reveal such information he said gently. You could tell by his tone that he was trying to hide something. His accent or at least mixture of accents told the truth of him moving from city to city. What he was hiding though could be anyone's guess. Asher's past was a mystery to many. His fellow rangers included.
Thread: Assassin of Kings: Showmeyouloveme & Ser Issac of Clarke

Asher felt guilty that he had to keep such things a secret. It had been something he'd kept secret for a very long time. Every person who had a secret had a reason for keeping it secret. Some would ruin a persons reputation, others would condemn a man to death. Asher fell into the later category. For despite his loyalty to the crown, he would fight to keep himself alive. He nodded though as she said it'd be best if they stopped talking then. Asher turned his head and watched the wilderness outside. Asher loved the wilderness despite being in it every waking moment he could. Nature was pure by definition, that's what made it nature. Asher enjoyed being out in the wilderness and looking at the deer, the birds, the bears. All of it was simply a blessing by the gods for him. There were moments in nature that were simply perfect. The blooming of a flower, the sound of the rain falling, the changing of the leaves as the Time of Harvest came. Asher admired such beauty in silence as the carriage soon arrived at their destination. He stretched a bit and felt his back and neck pop as he stepped out of the carriage. He helped her climb over him and avoid his sword as he helped her out of the carriage as well. He took his sword and tied it to his belt once more as he rolled his neck, popping it into place as he turned to see the young prince hug his mother tightly. He smiled softly at the sight but felt a twinge of sadness in his heart. It was a feeling that he had never known, a mothers love. It was a sensation that had been cruelly robbed of him at birth. Asher could hear them despite the distance. He could hear their voices clearly as he walked towards them. His cloak flowed gracefully in the gentle breeze as he approached. He smiled softly at the boy as his mother reassured him that the ranger wouldn't hurt her. Never he said putting a hand to his chest. Asher looked to her when she asked if he would join her for dinner, that it might help if he took off his hood. His smile wavered a bit but he considered it for a moment. Alright, I will join you for dinner. However, I believe it to be wise if you saw me without the hood first. The sight may be a bit frightening and I think it would be best for you to see first he said in a hushed tone, quiet enough for her son not to hear, nor any others. Asher considered her request an order and it was one he had to obey. How he went about doing it however was a different story.
Thread: Assassin of Kings: Showmeyouloveme & Ser Issac of Clarke

Asher looked to her when she agreed. Asher sighed a bit as he felt himself become a bit nervous. He wasn't quite sure what he was going to expect....then again she didn't know what to expect from him either. It was only natural she wonder what he was hiding under his hood....other than his face. Asher nodded at her request as she took her son's hand and lead the way into the castle. Asher turned and went off about his own business. He needed to get some more arrows from the blacksmith and wanted to sharpen his blades while he could. Asher walked to the blacksmith and asked for a full quiver's worth of arrows. With arrows in hand, he asked if he could borrow the grindstone. He took a seat before the grindstone and drew his daggers, putting the blades against the stone and using the pedal to get the large circular stone spinning. Within minutes, his daggers were sharp as they could be. Next came his short sword which was as sharp as his daggers now. His longsword however was unique. Asher's blade was made out of Dragonsteel, a material that was lighter than steel, twice as strong, and always sharp. Asher moved his way towards the castle, feeling a bit odd using doors. He was so used to climbing and swinging through the forest to get about. Asher was a natural climber. Normally he would have climbed to her room but he didn't want to frighten her or barge in on her when she wasn't expecting him, especially when she wasn't expecting him climbing through her window. Asher made his way through the halls, having to ask directions every so often as he soon found his way to her door. He knocked on the door as he waited patiently when she opened it for him. Good evening Lady Kenna he said with a nod. He made his way inside and sighed as he turned to her when she closed the door. Before I take down my hood, I want your promise that this will stay between me and your son. It's imperative that this remain a secret he said. When she gave him her word, he sighed and nodded as he closed his eyes and took down his hood. His hair was short, raven black and a bit shaggy to the sight. He appeared completely normal aside from the scars you could see. The difference came when he opened his eyes. His eyes weren't human. His eyes were an astounding shade of amber, like a cat's eyes. Like a cat's eyes, his pupils were slits, slits that grew thinner as they were exposed to the light. This was what he was hiding. Asher, a defender of Blackpool and a member of the Raven Guard, wasn't human. He was something else....
Thread: Assassin of Kings: Showmeyouloveme & Ser Issac of Clarke

Asher expected her to scream. Expected her to call him a freak, or to run. Asher was thankful that he had her trust and her silence. Her son would be trust worthy simply because she wouldn't understand what exactly he was even if he explained. But all it took was the uttering of the wrong word. One word and it was Asher's head on the chopping block. Asher liked his head. The last thing he needed was to lose it because of an ax. He looked to her as she came closer to him, looking deep into his eyes. He looked back to her as she seemed a bit surprised, shocked even. He could hear her swallow and was glad she wasn't running away or shouting. He didn't mind if she asked questions, he would have been surprised if she didn't ask any questions. He sighed and took a seat as she commented how she was a bit taken a back as she knelt before him and promised to keep it secret, rubbing his cheek gently. He sighed and nodded. Thank you he said. He nodded when she put the pieces together, how he could be so skilled compared to the others. How he could see in the dark. He shook his head when she asked if all the rangers were like him. No. I'm one of the last of my kind. A dying breed he said. He sighed as he rubbed his eyes and looked to her. A long time ago, before I was born and before you were born, Argus was ruled by creatures we didn't understand, creatures humanity couldn't fight on there own. Ogres, trolls, werewolves. To face these creatures, mankind looked to magic and science. Thus my kind was born. Humanity bred monster hunters, they bred Witchers he said gently. The name brought a lot of anger and pain to human beings. Witchers had been revered as heroes when they were first bred, people who sat beside kings and were worth 100 times there weight in gold. That was until the Witching Wars began. When Witchers were soon hunted because of that power. Humanity was afraid of what Witchers would become. For 20 long years, humanity fought the witchers. Witchers were stronger than humanity but had fewer numbers. Witchers burned down villages, slaughtered men, woman, and children alike in desperation. In the end though, humanity had defeated the witchers. The ones who were left fled, hiding in secret.
Thread: Assassin of Kings: Showmeyouloveme & Ser Issac of Clarke

Asher looked to her as she stood up, admitting that she would love to know more about him. As many would. The Raven Guard have a running bet on where I'm from he said with a chuckle. He smiled as she thanked him for letting her know his secret. He stood up with her and followed her towards the dinning hall, pulling the hood over his head as he followed her. He listened as she said that her son doesn't need to know his history though, that they could keep it between him and her. Asher nodded and chuckled. There isn't much he could ask me that I'm not willing to answer. The only thing I can't say is what I am he said gently. He followed her as she thanked him. No need to thank me my lady. As far as I'm concerned I'll go through the seven hells at your command he said with a smile. He smiled as she said she owed him for this as she touched his arm. He smiled and rested his hand atop hers. It isn't necessary but thank you nonetheless he said with a chuckle. Asher looked into the dinning hall to see her son. He smiled softly at the sight as he made his way in, taking a seat across from her. He was taken aback by the sight of the foot. He was used to just eating bread and cooked pork. Vegetables were a luxury for nobleman and royalty. Asher savored the taste, eating the pheasant and the meal slowly as Gregory rained questions down on him. He chuckled and answered the questions he could truthfully. He was concerned at one point that Gregory would choke as he spoke as quickly he did. He's curious isn't he? he said with a chuckle. Sounds like he'll want to join the rangers when he's older he said with a chuckle.
Thread: Assassin of Kings: Showmeyouloveme & Ser Issac of Clarke

Asher smiled and chuckled. I have no doubt he would be just as good if not better than me he said with a grin. Asher smiled and could see why she was so proud of him. He could see that Gregory was a little disappointed that he couldn't be a ranger. He smiled softly as Gregory's head seemed to get heavier and as his eyelids began to close as well. He smiled softly as the little boy went off the bed and listened to his mother. Once more, he felt a slight twinge of sadness. Once more, he was reminded of the love he never received as a child. His child hood was harsh. He had fought every day to survive, earning what he found. Then the witchers recruited him. They gave him food, shelter, taught him a trade. The only thing he had to do in return was to let them experiment on him, take the potions they gave him, etc. Asher looked to her as she asked if they could go for a walk and talk. He smiled and patted the napkin against his mouth. I can go for a walk. I'm yours to command he said with a chuckle. He smiled when she asked if he'd had enough of the royal family. Of course not Lady Kenna, only a madman would turn down such a request from such a beautiful woman he said with a smile. Asher rose from the table and smiled to the beautiful woman. Lead the way my lady he said with a chuckle. Asher was pleasantly surprised how much he was enjoying his time with the queen, their meeting had been a bit frightening but they had met none the less.
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Asher looked to her as she said that she was glad to hear that. He chuckled and raised a hand. Not to worry. Ask all the questions you like and I will answer them the best that I can he said with a chuckle. He walked beside her around the palace slowly as she seemed to enjoy his company. He moved silently as they moved through the garden. He kept his hood down as they walked through the snow covered gardens. The moon indeed was beautiful, full and white like a perfect pearl. He looked to her as she asked how many were left. He was confused by her question at first but soon he came to. It's hard to say. Witchers are largely nomadic, hiding in the forests and keeping out of sight he said. His breath fogged lightly as she lead the way through the gardens and followed her. The fountain sparkled a bit in the moonlight, shining beautifully. He looked to her as she asked how long until there were none. He sighed and shook his head. Sadly, it's hard to say. Witchers can live a few centuries before they die of old age and are completely resistant to disease. Unfortunately Witchers are completely sterile as well, we can't have children he said as they walked through the garden. Those beasts still roam the forests. Every so often my rangers and I encounter one. Their numbers are few and far between but they are dangerous nonetheless he said with a shrug. Ogres and Werewolves were a problem for the farmers and settlements scattered throughout the forest. But that was just one of the few creatures they encountered. Many creatures roamed the woods, many peaceful and minding their own business, others a bit more aggressive and a danger to mankind
Thread: Assassin of Kings: Showmeyouloveme & Ser Issac of Clarke

Asher looked to her as she pursed her lips. Witchers were hated by many human beings. It'd been decreed long ago that anyone found to be a witcher was to be executed immediately. Humanity knew that the witchers still existed but still feared that they could return. The word witcher wasn't in the history books, it had been purged once the war had ended. The legend of he witcher was passed by word of mouth from survivors to their families. Soon the witchers faded into legend. Much like the beasts of the forest that inspired nightmare. He was happy to answer what questions she had and smiled a bit. He enjoyed speaking about his adventures in the other free cities. His favorite city had been the coastal city of Beachhaven. Such a warm and beautiful place. A prosperous place. He followed her towards her room as she seemed genuinely happy, giving him an actual smile as she thanked him for saving her and making her son happy. It's my pleasure he said gently with a smile as she admitted that he'd made her happy and that she didn't know how to repay him. You don't have to repay me he said with a gentle tone as she turned to look to him. He chuckled when she said she wouldn't be seeing him soon. You may see me. I'm usually in the training yard every morning so you'll likely see me if your up early enough he said with a chuckle. He watched her look down and back to him as she said if he needed anything that he knew where to find her. Of course Lady Kenna he said with a smile. He nodded when she mentioned being here for two weeks and smiled. I have a bit of free time as well, I'll be sure to speak to one another soon enough he said with a smile. He took her hand and kissed her knuckle with a smile. Until then my lady he said with a gentle tone and smile.
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Asher went back to the forest as he was supposed to as the night came, pulling the facial cloth over his mouth to muffle the sound of breathing. Asher returned to his solitude, his tree, watching the wilderness as he closed his eyes and soon fell asleep, his bow resting on his lap and his back against the tree. He was comfortable there. He didn't need the sun to wake him in the mornings, his body woke him for him. He awoke before the sun was coming over the horizon, making his way swiftly through the trees as though he was some sort of bird or ghost. Asher was back at the training yard before the sun was rising. Asher was tasked every morning at testing the newest recruits or testing the more seasoned members of the Raven Guard. Asher was unmatched, dispatching member after member with ease as he often looked up to notice the queen looking down below. He would smile and wave often when he could and then would disappear back into the forest for patrol. Asher didn't forget his encounter with the gorgeous queen. How could he forget such a thing? She had been the first human to discover his secret and perhaps the only human who didn't immediately try to kill him. He owed her his life, not only was she his queen and he was sworn to obey her but the fact that she held his life in her hands meant that he would have to obey her, even if it broke his oaths. He was in debt to her and would do anything she asked of him. He continued his routine, doing what he did best. However, he occasionally had a free moment. That day was one of those days. He smiled as he found himself with free time and decided to speak with the queen. With ease, he scaled the walls of the palace as the sun was beginning to rise. Normally he would be in the training yard at this point but today he was doing something different. He was scaling the wall of the palace towards her balcony. He hung from the edge of her balcony for a moment and then pulled himself, perched on the edge of her balcony like a gargoyle as he looked to the queen. Good Morning Lady Kenna he said as he put a fist to his chest and nodded gently.