Six Kingdoms (Frozen, Tangled, HTTYD, ROTG, HT,Brave) (Open)

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(Gah sorry everyone ^-^ School. Life. Junk. Sucking up my free time. -_- Annabeth is accepted, just try to make a male as well when you create the Queen of Redlock; I would like to keep genders even, thanks! Also, I would appreciate it if you could include kingdom and rank just to clear things up and avoid any confusion, especially as this makes it way easier for me to add you and other characters to the front. )

Azrael Stygian

"Wonderful!" Azrael grinned, dissolving into a smoky form as well and escaping through the window. He wafted himself over to an icy white building across the street and morphed into an inky black shadow.

Bistre Irok

"Scolex, hyah!" Bistre instructed, echoing Arkae's previous command. The dragon swooped downward, alighting gracefully by Arkae's side. She slid off the side of her dragon with ease and landed with a soft thud next to the general. Bistre examined the tavern with interest. "So, this is the place?"

[snow i]

Arkae nodded and looked up at the tavern's rikkety sign. "Let's go in." When she walked in a roar of applause shook the building. People called out her name and mugs were brought forth. Arkae looked inside then looked at the queen. "Sorry guys, underage." She made a face and entered deeper into the crowd beckoning the Bistre to follow.

Aracknae hovered in a corner seeing a guard standing across a large doorway. She loosened herself from the shadow and entered the guard's body, causing him to burst into flames. Leaving him she went in search of further victims.

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Bistre Irok

Bistre followed Arkae into the tavern, examining the bar with an unreadable expression and a mix of both disapproval and curiosity. What people did with their free time was none of her business as long as it was legal...but things could get rough in taverns like these sometimes. She scanned the crowd, wondering where to start their asking around. "Do you know anyone here who might be able to help?" Bistre inquired.

Azrael Stygian

Azrael looked on as Aracknae tormented that poor soul and nodded with approval. Alright. You go that way, then... he grinned and slunk around a corner. I'll go this way... He slithered through the darkness as a shadow, arriving at a house and peering in one of the windows with curiosity. "Hmm..." there was a boy in there. And what seemed to be the girl who'd just been in the library. That didn't seem to add up very well. Oh well, he thought, shrugging to himself. May as well finish the job. It was obvious they had to die. No witnesses, as the saying goes. Even though the girl had not seen him specifically, she had seen the fire and had been close to him when it happened. He had no idea how much she had seen, therefore she was a loose end. The only question was, how to go about killing them? He smirked, There are oh-so-many possibilities...

[snow i]

Arkae sat down at one of the worn wooden tables and gestured for the queen to join her. Two mugs were brought to the table and Arkae pushed one over to Bistre and nodded at her to drink. "Don't worry it's just root beer. Now let's get us some information."
Arkae stood on their table and stamped her foot on the wood loud enough for the entire company to stop and look at her. "My friend and I are looking for some information!" A man walked forward.
"And why do you think we'd tell you sweet heart?" He said in a gravelly voice. The general's smile disappeared from her face and she crouched low on the table. "Don't call me sweet heart." She leaped off the table and did a flip in mid-air, landing in a crouch in front of him, swinging around and thwacking the backs of his knees with her leg. The man fell forward and Arkae made her way to his face. "Because I'm your general, and that's the queen."
(Dramatic post yaaaaaaaeeeeeessss!)

Aracknae swung off through the air in the opposite direction. She made her way through a few other guards before pulling up short and looking back towards the library. It was burning and melting at a faster pace now and it looked as if the whole structure was failing and about to collapse. She smiled at the chaos they had created and the damage done. She flew off to see what Azreal was up to.

[.bluejay.]

(Anyone open for Annabeth?)

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(Jasper is! :3)
(REALLY sorry for my absence, I'm super busy and I don't have a lot of time to reply to RPs; hopefully my workload will let up over the weekend!)

Bistre Irok

Bistre witnessed Arkae single-handedly defeat the grown man as she sipped her root beer quietly. After a few moments, she rose from her seat. An amused smile tugged at her lips. Arkae is not general of my kingdom for nothing.
The man was sprawled on the floor now, grunting in pain.
"Huh," Bistre examined him. "I'd say she let you off fairly easy...After all, I'm willing to bet you can still walk." she looked around the room. "So...does anybody wish to volunteer the information we desire?"

(Yeaaaah I like drama!!!!! :3)

Azrael Stygian

Azrael gave a sidelong glance as he realized Aracknae was coming towards him. He supposed it wouldn't hurt to have a little help, although he would've preferred to have the bloodshed all to himself if he'd had a choice. "More victims," Azrael whispered, not knowing whether or not Aracknae would hear it. Regardless, he beckoned her over.

Jasper Reed

Jasper blew a strand of scarlet hair out of his face as he clambered over Redlock's high walls. It wasn't the easiest task in the world, but far from impossible, and less challenging with the practice he had had. Jasper often found himself roaming the grassy terrain outside the kingdom walls in order to clear his head.

[snow i]

Will turned to the window where he had sworn he had seen movement. He covered the princess so she couldn't be seen, just in case someone saw a member of the royal family in his house and got the wrong idea. The sooner she got back to the palace, the better. He wen into the other room to fetch something to revive her.

Aracknae stayed behind Azreal, floating vertcally, her arms crossed. ~They're ALL yours.~ She more thought to him than said, but in this smoky form they were the same thing.

Arkae put her boot on the man's back and held him down, thrusting her head even closer to his. "Wanna tell?" The man put his hands up and whimpered. "Ok, ok, I'll tell you. I don't know much, but there has been some strange things happening down at the docks where all the traders set up shop. I don't know, rumors. People disappearing." Arkae's tone was icy. "I hope you know what the penalty is for withholding information. A whole day alone with me, in a soundproof room. How does that sound?" Th man nodded his head. "That's all know I swear!" She stood up straight and took her foot off his back, offering her hand. She helped him up, then turned to the rest of the crowd. If anyone has more information they would like t add to this man's testimony, please say so now."

I changed the bar fight part, and May I just say, that it is so much cooler now)

Arkae sat down at one of the worn wooden tables and gestured for the queen to join her. Two mugs were brought to the table and Arkae pushed one over to Bistre and nodded at her to drink. "Don't worry it's just root beer. Now let's get us some information."
Arkae stood on their table and stamped her foot on the wood loud enough for the entire company to stop and look at her. "My friend and I are looking for some information!" A man walked forward.
"And why do you think we'd tell you sweet heart?" He said in a gravelly voice. The general's smile disappeared from her face and she crouched low on the table. "Don't call me sweet heart." She leaped off the table and did a flip in mid-air, landing in a crouch in front of him, swinging around and thwacking the backs of his knees with her leg. The man fell forward and Arkae made her way to his face. "Because I'm your general, and that's the queen."
(Dramatic post yaaaaaaaeeeeeessss!)

[.bluejay.]

Annabeth
I climbed up on Aeries, my Night Fury. He took off, flying into the air. I hugged tight to his back, letting him gain speed. He climbed higher in the sky, bursting through the cloud layer. I steered him down. He rocketed down to Earth, his wings folded tight to his body. As Aeries neared the ground, he spread his wings and landed softly of the ground, outside the gates.

[~lancey lance~]

((Anyone open for Ashyln ?))

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(Iggy is, actually! XD)
(You're right, that IS cooler!)

Bistre Irok

The silence thickened. No one else dared speak.
Bistre nodded approvingly. I knew there was something wrong... "Good work, General." she complimented, then looked at the man. "At the docks?"
He nodded again.
She turned to Arkae and smiled subtly, "That should be all we need for now. We can let him go." she turned back to the man. "But if we find out that you've deceived us in any way, I'll be happy to let the General repay you accordingly."
The man nodded again, trembling ever so slightly.
"Well, General," Bistre said, straightening up. "I do believe we have our first lead."

Jasper Reed

Jasper continued on for a while, gazing out at the horizon. Wait... He squinted. There was a little black blot a ways away. Curious, he went on to investigate, hand on the hilt of his sword.

Azrael Stygian

Azrael nodded, acknowledging Aracknae's wish with a slight but unmistakable sadistic grin. He slithered in through the window, taking on shadow form, and took on his humanoid form while the boy was in the other room. He looked around casually, assessing how flammable this room was. Careful as not to let anyone see him, he morphed back into the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike.

Iggy Weber

Iggy walked through the kingdom, her intended route leading her to the confectioner's store. It would be an absolute pleasure for her to taste some sweets. It had been so long. Her taste-buds yearned for the indulgence of seductive chocolate.