Scarlet Rain ||Medieval Rp||

[The Logical Rattie]

Fredrick smirked "She always had a multitude of knives." He said with a little laugh "Add them to the palace armory... or dispose of them outside... or keep them... whatever you like." He grinned boyishly. He looked at Luka "Get to your feet. And get moving, Duke Delancy." He snapped.

[Blue Charge]

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.

Aricia had heard this talk before, it reminded her of her mother, before she died in battle that is. Then there was the last bit, he added it and took up not only her offer but his sword as well. "Well then! On-guard!" She spoke raising her sword upto her face before circling right each step making her wince. Suddenly she lashed out quickly for using her weak leg. She had done this before and defence in this fight would be her greatest ally.

[Inupait]

Gavin halled Luka to his feet and gave him a gruff shove in the direction the had come from. he was disappointed not to have found any weapons on the Duke, he would had elided to get something new to play with, it had been awhile since a new weapon had been added to his menagerie. Gavin took a deep breath and let it out with ease, he had grown used to the pain already and it now didn't even bother him, he wondered if he would have to carry Luka on his horse, Gavin knew Tempest was fit enough for it but might act up again.

Ren was admiring the mare when Lamya spoke, she had never seen such a slight horse, she was beautiful, but Ren much preferred a heavy boned horse like Tavin. Ren gave a curious nod and and kicked Tavin up into a gallop. he did so almost too energetically, surging forward. Ren loved how he ran and let him extend as much as he liked. his hoof falls were solid and sturdy under her making her confident that he would never stumble.

[Luna~tic]

Jay nodded, "I'm sure the soldiers would like new swords. We can melt the iron down." She explained, bending down and putting all the daggers into her satchel. Once she had gathered them all, she stood up again, and walked to the entrance they had come from. She shut the large wall, before feeling her way back, her hand against the old wall. Content that the wall was secure, she picked up the lantern, "The entry has been taken care of, no one ought to find her now, unless they have knowledge about this tunnel, I suggest we get rid of the servant's ability to speak, or we could just take their lives..." She suggested, watching the king cautiously, as a student would watch a honourable teacher.

[Inupait]

Gavin was unsettled by the idea of killing the servants, who to him had done little wrong, but like he always did, he stayed quiet. Gavin waited for a decision to be made as he watched Luka unsympathetically. he watched the way Jay intently focused on Fredrick and a deep frustration gnawed at the pit of his stomach, the sensation meant little to him but still caused irritation.

[.:Moon Shadows:.]

(sorry. I couldn't get on for a few days)

[The Logical Rattie]

(sorry guys. I'm waiting for Anna Sun to post. Forgive me...)

Lord Raoul swiftly blocked her lunge and fluttered his blade in a half-butterfly, slapping Aricia's sword with the flat of his sword before twisting his sword up and locking with her's forcing her back a step before he broke away and smirked "You're not that useless." He commented teasingly, clearly amused. His dark eyes studied her, waiting for her next move. He would attack after her next one.

Lamya smiled and nudged Sandspirit into a smooth gallop, her delicate hooves gliding across the ground. Lamya (thanks to her magic) miraculously stayed on. Sandspirit, taking the gallop command as one to act as she pleased. She extended fully and galloped easily beside Tavin. She nickered softly and reached over to nip at his neck before she snorted as she pulled forward, her slight form made for speed. She wouldn't continue at that pace, of course. But she still liked to run. And liked to be ahead.

[Blue Charge]

Aricia was knocked back a bit as he forced her. The step back took it's toll as she landed most of her weight on her leg, yet it didn't stop her. This time she took a false swipe directly at his blade after a full step forward, and on collision she slid down to his handle and acroos where his leg would have been had this been for real. Quickly after she side stepped left and led herself into a piercing strike against his sword arm.

[.:Moon Shadows:.]

(angel...what do we want to do with Aniya, Blake, Oliver and Raven?)

[The Logical Rattie]

((Well, I mentioned how Blake reacted and no one responded. So. I guess I'll post yet again for Blake.))

Blake soon snapped out of his trance "Ladies. We have to move. The Princess and her company are just ahead a few miles." He said suddenly, his voice commanding. "Unless you girls prefer to stay here. In that case I will go on alone. But I must find her highness as soon as possible. She is unwell." He said stiffly. He shifted to stand and grunted with the effort. His wound that slashed down his chest had gone stiff and was in a position that made moving his arms without pain quite difficult. He moved over to the two unconscious men he had brought with them, checking them over before he saddled the two beasts with deft hands as he waited the girls's answer. He did not care if they came with, but he would feel better with two conscious people guarding his back.

Lord Raoul leaped back from her first attack and attempted to block her second, smacking her sword away before he retreated quickly, his eyes narrowed on her as he circled. His dark eyes were focused on her intently, though was a slight grin on his lips. Without warning he lunged forward and launched into a series of attacks known to nobles as The Dragon's Dance. He moved around her, his blade a glint of sliver as it fluttered in the air. He stopped his blade before it touched her, but kept her blade busy all the same.