Raising a rebellion (Medieval fantasy Closed)

[allium]

Name:Dakota
Gender: Male
Rank: Civilian
Condition: Healthy
Mood:Alert, cautious
Location:Infront if his shop
Speaks too:Azreal

Dakota continued down the road, hooves clicking against hard stone as he neared his shop. He was so engrossed in his own thoughts, that when he finally turned down the alleyway to get to the side door of his shop he suddenly felt like he was being watched, and his ears swiftly fell back, his flanks quivering. Who's there?" he snapped, mismatched eyes narrowing as he turned to face the alleyway opening. He was carrying valuable herbs and stones from his morning of collecting, and there had been plenty of times before that people has attempted to rob him in front of his store before. For that reason he wasn't one to give the benefit of the doubt, and his hand slipped down to the knives hanging at his waist.

Name:Cory
Gender: Male
Rank: Civilian
Condition: Healthy
Mood:Happy, suprised
Location:Training ground
Speaks too: Vaxas

Cory looked over to the Commander as he clapped shortly, and offered him a grin and a small shrug as he was told his time. his attention was drawn to a woman at the edge off the training field as the Commander turned away to speak to her. His head tilted to the side a bit, he was a bit out of sorts on who was in charge as he had made it a personal goal to keep out of politics up to this point. He looked back over to Vaxas as he was told what group he would be in, and his eye brows lifted in surprise, he had't expected to be placed in the commanders group. "Thank you sir, I look forward to working with you!" He said, offering his hand for a friendly handshake. He was happy that The Wisp would be on his team as well, at least that way there was one person he was already familiar with.

[passione]

((Making one last post before tonight.
Don't wanna be bunny posting))

[whirlawind]

Emillia, the wisp, Tags-Orormis, Vaxas
Emillia smiled sheepishly "Sorry Oromis." She said having to not say sir was something she would have to get used too. "Everyone is reporting to the combat training grounds, I think captian A will be there as well." She explained. She stayed by the door as she spoke knowing he would be leaving to see what was needed of him soon and she planned to go upstairs and pack a little bit.

[Arya22]

Oromis smiled. "thank you. Anything I need to bring or anything else I need to know?" he asked just to make sure he didn't forget anything. He stood up.

[balto.]

Mikayla|Female|Civilian|Tagged: Vaxas, Cory

Mikayla turned and walked out of the building towards the training grounds as soon as Vaxas finished speaking. She pushed a few people out her way, sending them dark glares for daring to get in her way. Once she stepped outside she pulled her hood back up, her face masked by the shadows. With one hand resting on her sword, she made her way to the training grounds, taking her time to think. She wondered what group she would end up in. She didn't know anyone well, nor did she want to, but she was curious. She made it just in time to see Cory knock a katana out of a teal silhouette's hand. She stood off to the side, watching the Commander retrieve the sword, speak to a woman then turn his attention back to Cory.

[MacabreSmile]

Prince Malcolm-> Sleepy layabout][Crouching Tiger Hidden Bad*ss}{Tagged: Naomi}
Malcolm looks at Naomi curiously as she returns rather quickly, having just left. "You okay?" He asks, genuine concern knitting his brow at the sight of his normally cheerful sister look like... Well like A, if he was being honest with himself. Her emotionless expression mirror the captain's almost constant mask of nothingness, though with A that mask occasionally looked very annoyed.

A-> Personal Guard to an idiot][Captain of many idiots}{Tagged: Akiria}
A sizes up the approaching young woman, analyzing her carefully. This wasn't one of her soldiers, she knew, but instead a spy. Her face does not betray her realization when she remembers her name. This would be he one Vaxas was talking about; Akiria. "You're a spy, right?" She asks, pulling a clipboard out of her bag and starting to jot names down, putting columns for each group and making notes under names. The captain doesn't wait for an answer, though, Akiria's placement was already decided, after all. "You'll be in the Commander's group."

[Arya22]

Naomi smiled a little. "yes, I'm fine. I just wasn't wanted out there." she added and resisted the urge to sigh. Then she looked at the soldiers ready to get their groups, and wondered which ones she would work with.

Laelynn watched Akiria get put on the commanders group. She wondered which group she would be in, and wasn't quite sure whether she wanted to be in Akirias or not. Although, she did like Akiria quite a lot as a friend, and felt she had to repay her a favor. Being in the same group would help her repay it.

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Vaxas accepted the handshake,
reaching to grip Cory's hand. He does this quickly before releasing, nodding and turning towards the civilians who had now gathered around.
Vaxas was looking for somebody who looked good enough to test.
Somebody who had the presence of an elite, as well as strength, stamina and speed.
Perhaps, Vaxas wanted to have a bit of fun with this, challenging one of them to a quick round of fisticuffs.
Landing more than two hits on him would win them a spot working next to Captain A. Those who were well trained in hand to hand combat would work well with the grim-faced woman.
His eyes landed on Mikayla.
She certainly looked like somebody A would enjoy working with.
Glaring directly at her, he shouts to the crowd.

"Who's next?"
Vaxas tosses his sword off to the side, along with the gauntlets he was wearing, and the leather gloves underneath.

"I will be testing the upcoming individual personally—
non-weaponed combat."

[allium]

Name:Dakota
Gender: Male
Rank: Civilian
Condition: Healthy
Mood:Alert, cautious
Location:Infront if his shop
Speaks too:Azreal

Dakota continued down the road, hooves clicking against hard stone as he neared his shop. He was so engrossed in his own thoughts, that when he finally turned down the alleyway to get to the side door of his shop he suddenly felt like he was being watched, and his ears swiftly fell back, his flanks quivering. Who's there?" he snapped, mismatched eyes narrowing as he turned to face the alleyway opening. He was carrying valuable herbs and stones from his morning of collecting, and there had been plenty of times before that people has attempted to rob him in front of his store before. For that reason he wasn't one to give the benefit of the doubt, and his hand slipped down to the knives hanging at his waist.

Name:Cory
Gender: Male
Rank: Civilian
Condition: Healthy
Mood:Happy
Location:Training ground
Speaks too: Mikayla

Cory's grin grew a bit as the commander shook his hand. As the commander turned back to the crowd, Cory followed suit and turned away to find a place to sit. He looked over his shoulder and noticed the commanders pointed glaring, and he trotted around to the short haired female who seemed to be the person of interest. "I think he's lookin at you Miss!" He said as he came up beside the female, offering her a grin. "You look like you could take him on" He said in a friendly manner, hoping she wouldn't mind him suddenly speaking to her.

[balto.]

Mikayla|Female|Civilian|Tagged: Vaxas, Cory

Mikayla felt Vaxas glare at her. She was thankful that she had her hood up to mask her expression, since her eyes grew as wide as saucers when he said what the next challenge was. She silently swore, of course it had to unarmed combat. She instantly masked her expression and took off her cape and tossed it down along with her sword, meeting the Commander's gaze without flinching. "I suppose I'm next, sir." she said as she confidently walked to the commander. She had fought people unarmed before, but this wasn't some drunk man who could barely walk, or some brawl with one of her angry siblings, this was a fight with trained soldier who could slice someone's head off without a thought.