The Dark Knight (Semi-Literate Medieval RP)*CLOSED*

[surreal adventure]

Everybody gasped and the queen noticed her dress was ripped and bloodstained. She acted casual as if it was normal and announced, "Today is the festival! I apologize for my absence, but I was attending to..... other matters of importance. Let the games begin!" She raised her arms as if she was going to hug the sky and everybody cheered, a little feebly, though, still glancing at her unkempt hair and dress.

(( sure pretend he does have an armory ))

[Dead-Not-Sleeping]

(Yuppers, she's on the ground.)

A moment passed.
Another.
Skye's eyes fluttered open.
What happened? Where was she? What was going on?

[Nimble Awesomeness]

Doctor Beloth sighed with relief. "My dear child, thou wast attacked, by a dragon me thinks," he spoke with his slight Scottish (Irish?) accent. (Yes. I've now randomly given him an slight accent. Why? BECAUSE I DARN WELL WANTED TOO.) "Don't worry child, I shan't leave you," he said tenderly. He put the stopper back onto smelling salts and replaced it with the lavender. "Breath in daughter, it will calm you," he said.

[~Firewolf~]

Rose looked down at herself, realizing she was still in her torn green dress, covered in blood. Her leg was still a mess, and the only bandage on her arm was a bloody piece of fabric from her dress. Her hair was still wet from the rain she'd mistakenly created, and she was an absolute mess. Smiling warmly towards everyone, Rose did her best to pretend it was perfectly normal.

[surreal adventure]

The queen nodded, avoiding suspicious stares, climbed down the wooden stage steps, everybody else getting up and swarming around her to the booths an tables to play games, get food, and earn prizes.

The Dark Knight's eyes opened. He wanted to attack, he was sure of it. "Where are my followers?" He hissed.

[Nimble Awesomeness]

(Hmm, maybe she should go to the doctor.... Wait, who bandaged her? They didn't summon Beloth..)

A underling darted forward nervously. He bowed greatly. "My lord, y-you told them t-to l-leave," he stuttered out.

[~Firewolf~]

((Who bandaged Rose? Is that who you're talking about?))
Rose raced over to her mother, looking up at her with a worried expression. "Should we get home and uh. . .clean up a little? I think we're scaring the villagers." She said, biting her bottom lip and looking around concernedly.

[Dead-Not-Sleeping]

(Pffft. Fine, alright, he can have an accent! DON'T SHOOT! *holds up white flag*)

Skye blinked. She was not alone. She was with..someone..
He said..something, about leaving..attacked.. breathing?
Well that didn't make sense.
Let's see. He was attacked because he left something..and now he was having trouble breathing?
No..
Uhhmm..maybe -she- left, and he was attacked, and now she..couldn't breathe?
Oh dear..did she cause someone to get attacked?
No, wait. Maybe -she- was attacked. And she left..and she was breathing..
Skye breathed in deeply a few times. That was the last thing he said, right? Best to stick with what she knew.

[surreal adventure]

The queen shook her head, "I know a nice shop down the block that will surely lend us some suitable clothes for free." She led the way, scampering down the street, looking around. She finally found it, and pushed open the door, looking around. "Shop owner please." She ordered a fellow employee.

"Bring them back!" he rumbled aggressively.

[~Firewolf~]

The princess followed behind quickly, trying her best to look happy and relaxed as her mother led her to a shop. She couldn't look at herself anymore, it was too horrifying to know that she was trying to pass off as a happy princess. The blond walked into the shop, not saying anything as she looked around.