Scarlet Rain ||Medieval Rp||

[mewmew.]

•Luka•
•Luka Delancy / 25 / Informant / Darkness•

Her words don't surprise Luka. She was right. On everything a noble would do to the commoners. Yet he did not find himself in mourning for their troubles. He knew he should. He knew he should feel the guilt of him living the high and mighty life while others died to his expense. But he did't and couldn't. "No." He found himself surprised to say in response. But he just lets the words slip of his lips at ease. "No, I assume it does not matter." He smiled briefly at her and then sat down on the bench again. "If only all nobles were able to see things the way you do." He commented and then sighed. "Come now, this talk is bleak." He sat on the bench with such relaxation and cast glances at Ysmay from the corner of his eye. "Won't the princesses be missing her companion?" He questions with a light mocking tone..

[Luna~tic]

{{Guys, I'm begging you here, please tune down the romance and all the flirting, I legitimately feel nauseous. Romance disgusts me, sorry for the inconvenience but it makes me woozy to read through the posts.}}

Female
17
Informant
Bored
Alone

Raven Frost

Raven stood up, watching the men leave through narrowed eyes before grooming the gelding again, feeling annoyed that she was 'out of the loop' and had no idea of what was going on. She sighed, and watched as Hanna enter the stables, she'd always liked her, the girl had a way of cheering up the atmosphere, and drawing attention away from Raven herself, and towards the elite member, almost like the girl had her own gravity field. Hey. she acknowledged softly, putting down the horse's brush to dip her head in greeting before continuing to absentmindedly brush the horse's already clean coat.

[The Logical Rattie]

((Awe. But thats the whole fun of role-playing... action is a plus. But for me romance is a must. You don't need to read through the posts if it disgusts you. I have the updates on the bottom of the front page and post important things there. Soon there will be missions for you all and I hope this will be a bit more bearable, but please. Could you just ignore the romance parts? :] It wont always be like this, but Ysmay is kind of a flirt in general. X3))

Ysmay Rowantree frowned and leaned towards him, pouting slightly albeit playfully, her green eyes focused on his face "Oh, I don't think it is bleak conversation, its quite interesting if I do say so myself." She said with a little grin. She pulled away and sighed, her breath whistling through her lips as she listened to him. Her eyes flickered for a moment "My Lady hasn't had time to see me let alone miss my company ever since her brother turned the color of black. We've simply grown apart." She said with a little shrug. "But if you are tiring of speaking to me..." She trailed off, tilting her head towards him with a little grin. She stood suddenly and walked towards a dying rowan tree, her hand trailing on its bark. A line of green sparked off wherever her fingers touched the bark as the tree drank up her magic and began to bloom once again. Ysmay vanished behind the tree for a moment then peered around, half hidden. She finished her sentence "...then I suppose you could go back to your estates and go back to accounting." She teased

[Paíntedwínd]

Hanna Matthews

Hanna bounced around Fighting Spirit, her brother's horse, brushing him. Her train of thought was broken by a soft greeting from a couple stalls down. She backed out of the stall and looked to where the sound had come from. It was Raven; the platinum-blonde informant. Same league as her brother, but an entirely different person. She was much quieter and less...annoying. Oh, hiya Raven! What's up? I see you're brushing Ares! He's a pretty horse. She stated loudly, probably heard as far off as the enemy kingdom. She petted Fighting Spirit but then abandoned him to come stand with Raven. So, what's up?She repeated, just for the sake of talking more.

( EW ROMANCE *three year old style* lol )

[mewmew.]

•Luka•
•Luka Delancy / 25 / Informant / Darkness•

Luka raised a brow and stood up walking over to the tree. He leaned on it and came face to face with her. "That was not my intention when I said that." He pointed out. "Her loss I guess." He shrugged. "Hey, I might enjoy accounting!" He sounded offended at her words and tried to suppress a smile.But it wasn't long till he couldn't. He realized she made him smile. And that thought made him frown. He pulled away from the tree and walked to the other side of the garden staring into a rose bush. "I should go." He said and picks a flower from the bush then taking it up to his nose to smell in the sweet sent.

[The Logical Rattie]

((I changed Luka's age for you on the front page ;]))

Ysmay smiled and tilted her head listening to him/. She burst into a smile when he smiled, her eyes glittering. This was the first time she had actually seen him smile. It was a true smile. Not one commonly worn by nobles. She smiled at the though "But don't numbers make your head hurt?" She exclaimed at his offended tone. Her smile eventually faded as he frowned and turned away. She sighed and offered a smaller smile, her eyes falling for a moment "Hm..." She hummed, studying him for a moment. "It was nice meeting you, Luka. At least one person in this world still knows how to have fun, chasing after shadows and green magic." She said, teasing. "Farewell." She said after a moment, dipping into a bow, her hair fluttering forward before she straightened and turned way.

[mewmew.]

•Luka•
•Luka Delancy / 25 / Informant / Darkness•

Luka turned to face Ysmay as she spoke. The rose was still in his hand as he gave a slight bow. "Maybe," he paused and took a close step towards her. She had turned away and he was now standing close behind her now. "We will see each other again." He finished his words then walked over to the bench laying down the rose. " Thank you for you company milady." His tone was sincere yet held the same caution that he was use to having with anyone he first met. "I will chase after more shadows and butterflies if the maiden is beautiful." He gave a slight smile and wink. Then turned and left the garden. Yes, he was sure now he would come back when there was no war and he would paint it. But for now he had more important things to worry about. He bit his lip hoping he could find the messenger. He wanted no needed a task to do now. One where he couldn't be distracted by little girls. Yes. She was just alittle girl. Nothing else. His brows frowned as he thought.

[The Logical Rattie]

Ysmay Rowantree sighed as he left and she turned towards the bench. She smiled slightly and moved to pick up the rose, twirling it in her fingers, easily avoiding the thorns. Ysmay gazed at the spot he had disappeared to for a moment before she turned in the opposite direction, and began simply wandering through the garden, the rose held delicately in her fingers. She twisted her way through the gardens and eventually appeared on the other side, moving towards her home, a cottage on the edge of town. She unlocked the door and glided in, settling the scarlet rose in a vase of white ones. A splash of color. She, like her cousin, fancied roses for their beauty and smell. She sighed softly and tapped the rose with a finger. Now, it would simply not die as long as Ysmay herself lived. A cute little spell that saved the lives of many flowers. Ysmay... didn't know what to think about Luka. He... was a classic noble and she hated that, but he was sweet if you looked past that particular trait. But what if... he's just a flirt? What if he is simply one of those that play with fragile feelings only to drop them and shatter them like glass? But what if he wasn't? Ysmay sighed and lay down, trying to sort it all out, soon falling into a sleep plagued by dreams. She often napped during the day, having to 'go hunting' often at night.

[S Y L A R]

Percival Gray
Percival was afraid that the princess would become defensive if he was too forward, so he chose his words carefully. "We couldn't help but notice that you've been... on edge; But I suppose it's not my business. We can't help but worry about you, my lady." He clasped his hands behind him, straightening his posture. I can leave now if you'd rather be alone." He felt, suddenly like he was intruding, and if she felt the same, he would gladly leave her alone.

Louella Gale
Louella's patient had a nasty cut on their leg, which she was currently cleaning with wisps of her water magic. The tendrils curled gracefully around her slender fingers. She began to zone out, when Tamesis' words snapped her back into reality. His words were smooth and kind, causing her to blush a bit. " I don't believe I know the painting," She glanced back at him, giving him a smile. But I'm sure it was lovely..." turning back to her patient, she finished cleansing the wound and reached for a jar of ointment that would keep it from getting an infection. Spreading the substance over the torn flesh, Louella began to look around for a bandage. She spotted a pile on a table behind Tamesis. She gestured with her head. "Could you hand me a bandage from that stack behind you, please?"

[correlate.]

Tamesis Leonard

"I meant the sea," Tamesis murmured airily, turning to reach for the bandage. He proffered it to Louella. "How did you injure yourself like that? Whatever the case, I'm glad you came to the infirmary in time," he said to the patient. He peered at the the man's leg, marveling at Louella's work.

((Can you say writer's block? Sorry. And also, Luna~tic, I apologize if I'm the cause of your nausea. It's not even good romance anyway xD))