Scarlet Rain ||Medieval Rp||

[Luna~tic]

Jay stepper forward, her sword suddenly against Oliver's throat. "I will not kill you know, but.if you continue to block our way you will become dog meat." She hissed, the threat clear in her voice. Her eyes had darkened slightly, and were filled with a frightening truth as she glared at the healer.

[.:Moon Shadows:.]

A N I Y A looked back over her shoulder. She'd seen the princess get away and that was all that mattered to her. Now Oliver was in danger and for some reason that stung bitterly deep down, making her magic fizzle and crackle audibly with her rage. She didn't even think as she ran down the hallway towards Oliver again, cutting down a guard who stood in her path.
"Oliver! Let them pass for christ's sake!" Aniya called to him when she was grabbed by another figure who held her back and kept her from moving any further.

[Inupait]

Gavin swayed on his feet as the room began to spin. He tried not to show how far gone he was, he wound had become numb and when he placed his hand over it he found that it wasn't bleeding as steadily, but the blood he had lost could be too much. He reached out suddenly hand put his hand on Jay's shoulder and his knees lost buckled, but he managed to stay standing and he pulled his hand back.

[The Logical Rattie]

Oliver stared into Jay's eyes, his eyes hard with resolve, though he was paling quickly as blood seeped down his tunic "I am merely a tool used to protect the princess so the prince might reclaim his throne. But. I see the princess has... gotten.. a..way..." he whispered and suddenly sagged, all of his strength gone, his head lolling back as he thudded to the ground. He hadn't planned to fight them. Not at all.

Alexia smiled and nodded, walking swiftly behind the girl, her eyes on the princess. She glanced back at the inn, her eyes tearing up. So much had been lost. The general... several good men... Alexia quivered at the thought of all the death, some of whhich she had caused and she suddenly jerked to the side of the street, falling to her knees and beginning to throw up everything she had eaten in the last few days until her gut was empty. To much death for her young mind.

Blake had fought his way out from his office and searched for the princess, but found the dead general instead. Blake paled and jerked to his feet, for he had been kneeling next to his friend. The princess was gone. Blake strode down the hall, a sword perfectly settled in his hands. He was now the general. If the princess was caught, he would free her, but if she wasn't, he would find her.

[Inupait]

Ren Stopped Dropping Tavin's reins and moving to Alex's side. she didn't say anything at first just knelt and rested a sympathetic hand on her back. she knew this first battle must have been hard on the younger girl. although Ren had never broke down the first time, she still remembered how shaky her hands had been. the scar above her eyebrow suddenly stung. "Its alright" she said gently

[Luna~tic]

Jay smirked, "That's right, Oliver, you have more important things to do." She said, taking a defiant stance, her sword still in the healer's throat. She allowed the tip to pierce the skin, yet not deeply, enough so that the small wound would sting and bleed, but not be fatal. She tensed as she suddenly felt a damp, warm weight on her shoulder, but it left as suddenly as it had begun, and tilting her head,slightly, she relaxed, seeing it was only the soldier. Her attention focused back on Oliver, an eyebrow raised expectantly. As he dropped to the ground, she continued to smirk, before stepping over the healer. Jay stopped briefly to turn and look at the soldier, taking in his state. "You need to report to the king, right? Where is his current whereabouts, he and I need to have a little chat." She said, before waiting expectantly.

[.:Moon Shadows:.]

A N I Y A' S heart stopped when she saw him collaps and she wretched herself free from the figure holding her, watching Jay leave, she crouched beside Oliver, gathering him into her arms, her eyes watching him before she touched his cheek lightly.
"You'll be alright Oliver. You did well," she whispered to him, voice cracking as she gently pulled off her makeshift bandage to check his wound, wincing at the amount of blood he was loosing. She swallowed heavily, "don't you dare die on me Oliver. Please, otherwise I'll have noone to talk to at all" she said as she tentativly pulled off his shirt to inspect the wound better, eyes foccused on stopping the bleeding.

[The Logical Rattie]

Alexia dry-heaved a few more times, her throat burning and her stomach feeling unsettled. She turned her hollow gaze to Ren "You must think I'm an awful sissy." she whispered, a bit horrified that she had hurled. It wasn't the first time the stubborn fifteen-year-old had killed. It was just the first time she had seen so much death "I can still smell the reek of death and the burning of flesh. I didn't stop to consider..." her breath caught and she half-sobbed. Those men... hadn't they had families? Wives? Children? Mothers and Fathers? What right had Alex to take the lives of those men? Alexia buried her head in her hands and began to weep silently. "Why was there so many... how'd they find the inn.... why did I kill so many...." She whispered, mostly to herself.

Oliver's eyelids fluttered slightly as he struggled to get free of the shadow world, but the darkness held him fast. He wanted to tell Aniya he was alright. But... he was just so tired. He released a soft moan as she pulled the shirt off of him, but he still did not wake. The removal of his shirt exposed a simple gold ring tied on a leather string around his throat, an emerald stone in the center with the scribe of an arcane language inscribed on the inside and out, the deep wound that was buried deep into the muscle of his arm and the blood that stained his skin all the way down his bare chest. His breath was a weak pant and his skin was cooling.

[.:Moon Shadows:.]

A N I Y A winced and then sighed, closing her eyes and then breathing in deeply to steady her nerves before pressing her hand to Oliver's wound, closing her eyes.
Forgive me for this, but it will hurt," she whispered to him, beginning to whisper over and over again, dea curabo eum, the ancient incantation appearing in her mind. As she spoke, there was a glowing black light under her palm that painstakingly slowly started to close the wound, though it was draining her greatly.

[Inupait]

Gavin took a deep breath, "The king has payed Duke Delancy a visit, he is expected to be a traitor" he said with a little more strength in his words. he stepped around the boy who had fallen unsure id he would be able to step over. "he and i also have to have a little chat" he added once he had passed the Rebels. he put one of his hands on the wall as he walked to keep himself from tripping and falling as he stepped over the dead, he hoped they would burn this inn, It reached of mens fear and death.


Renn shook her head. not sure what to say at first. "You did what you had to do to help the princess, that is all that matters." she sighed "the Kings men attacked us, we were just defending ourselves" she added then fell quiet for a moment, she wasn't very good at dealing with emotion so she stood "We need to get the princes to a healer as soon as possible" she looked at the unconscious Tori "The future of the Rebels depends on it"