Scarlet Rain ||Medieval Rp||

[Inupait]

Ren felt a sudden rush of fear, she had once been part of the kings medicine academy! why was she helping her. Ren bit her lip and climbed onto Tavin's back "do you have a horse near by?" she asked glancing around, she had grown weary from her lack of sleep but Tavi's dancing jolted her enough that she was able to focus.

[The Logical Rattie]

Lamya frowned when she saw the distress on the other girl's face and she quickly said "The princess's father. I was the leader under the old king. Not the rotten new one." She said frankly. She studied the girl a moment longer before she whistled lightly. A whinny answered her call and suddenly a delicate looking mare the color of sand with a mane as white as Lamya's hair galloped into sight. She pranced to a stop in front of her mistress... wearing only a loose-fitting halter and lead. Lamya mounted elegantly, though she sat side-saddle... very unusual for a bare-back rider. "Lead the way. Her highness doesn't have much time." She said urgently.

[Blue Charge]

Aricia got the blank look off of her face and finally stood back up. She took off the leather wrap that was acting as a brace and leaned in that leg. At first she fell as the pain surprised her, she wasn't expecting it to hurt so much. Trying again she actually limped along wincing with every step as she made it to the targets. Grabbing hold she straightened herself and sighed. What use was she if she could hardly walk? A brilliant question, no wonder they stuffed her way out here at the secondary base.

With another little rush of limping she got back to the bench and put the brace back on. She hated the thing but it helped her, so it was of little use to complain about. Laying back now the bench was rather uncomfortable, and yet she found herself drifting on it.

[Inupait]

Ren smiled then, her heart relieved to hear the reassurance. she had to rein Tavin as he whickered to the mare and moved swiftly towards her. Rein gave him a scolding but gently kick to regain his focus. She looked at the way Lamya was riding and wondered exactly how fast she could go riding like that. she moved Tavin into a brisk trot, he danced just a little more then usual and Ren knew it was because he was trying to swoon the elegant little mare. his neck was bowed in such a tight arch that his chin nearly touched his chest.

[The Logical Rattie]

Lord Raoul strode into the training grounds, his dark eyes gliding over everything in the yard. His eyes caught on the form of Aricia and he tilted his head slightly, a smile suddenly appearing on his lips. Had she been trying to train? He sighed and made his way over to her even as he strung his bow, preparing to practice his aim. He was a terrible shot, but he always made up for it wit his sword. "Miss Aricia. How are you today?" He asked politely "I sent for Lady Lamya, the healer a few towns over, a day ago... I got a response that she was coming but it might take her a while. She says she might be able to heal you... she's a very accomplished woman." He said with a little smile. Lamya was his half-sister, a product of Raoul's father and the estate's healer, so they had grown up fairly close though both she and her mother had been cast from their employ.

The little palomino mare snorted, flicking her snow-colored tail boredly, seemingly uninterested, even though she eyed the other horse with intelligent brown eyes. Lamya smiled slightly and nudged her little mare, dubbed Sandspirit, into a trot after Renna and her beautiful horse. Sandspirits hooves glided over the ground, effortlessly. Lamya had gotten her on a trip to the tribes in the desert a wile back when she was studying magic. The little mare was used to sand, so packed ground was nothing to her. Lamya's magic gathered around her, anchoring her bum to the mare's back. "We can gallop. I can stay on." She told Ren softly.

[Blue Charge]

Aricia didn't quite bother with staying awake, but as a voice swayed her from it she sighed. Sitting back up she glared, then switched to a more 'friendly' look, even a slight smile. "Mmm. If this get's any worse I'll have to find another line of work." she said before forcing herself to stand "I'm... Fine, if you must know" she added as she limped once more to the training dummies. Drawing her sword she finished the legs and arms off the dummy she had decapitated before. "I sure hope so Lord Raoul. You nor the rebellion needs a disabled soldier."

She turned about to face him now, her eyes held a shimmer of confidence in them. "So. In that respect. Would you spar with the disabled? Or is it too above you?" she asked putting her sword out towards him. Playing with the torn apart leg was a brilliant idea to her, even if she was very outmatched in mobility.

[The Logical Rattie]

Lord Raoul's black eyebrows shot up, his dark eyes twinkling with curiosity. "I don't think you should try your luck with that leg." he heard himself saying instantly "My half-sister would kill me if she found out..." He said slowly, his mind jeering that he was being a coward and too soft. He sighed softly and looked at Aricia closely. They wouldn't hurt each other and surely the girl knew her own boundaries. He grinned "...but unfortunately my noble's pride wont allow me to refuse you're offer." He said as he settled his bow and quiver on the bench she had lain on a moment ago before he un-sheathed his sword in a fluid motion. "On-guard, miss." he said with a little smirk.

[mewmew.]

Gavin moved in on Luka, he kicked his sword away from both him and Yasmay's reach, then with a precise kick to the back of his knee, Gavin brought the rebel to his knees. He quickly bound his hands to his ankles behind his back like Jay had done to Yasmay and did the same search, (where are Luka's weapons?)

(He doesn't have any except his sword. He doesn't believe in having anything else. Sorry I haven't been able to read everything through. I'm trying to get on as much as possible!)

Luka gave Ysmay a soft smile and kissed her forehead before he found himself head on with Gavin. Luka gritted his teeth as he knees crashed down onto the sharp stone flooring but said nothing. He waited with annoyance as Gavin tied his hands and rolled his eyes when the enemy searched him for weapons. In Luka's mind a fair fight was the only way to fight and all he believed in was a sword and his two fists.

[The Logical Rattie]

Ysmay stared slightly at Luka, holding her breath as he crashed to the ground and was tied... then searched. She looked at him anxiously, her green eyes searching his face 'I love you, Luka. I'll free you...' she thought to him. She glared at Gavin. She opened her mouth to say something but a pain exploded in her head and she slumped to the ground, unconscious. The king had smashed the hilt of his blade against her skull. Fredrick looked between Gavin and Jay. "Get him out of here. I tire of this place." He said with a sigh.

[Luna~tic]

"I sure hope you're not afraid of the dark, or being alone, in a small, hidden tunnel, with only rats." She laughed quietly, before turning to the king as he spoke. "I agree, what do we do with the Lady's weapon collection?" She asked, amber eyes studying the King as if she could read his thoughts.