Knights of The Round Table and Dragon roleplay

[Baelixx]

Kwinerva
She looked at him and flushed pink. "Sorry...", She said and sat on the ground, feeling embarrassed for her little tantrum.
(Gonna bring in my other characters
Alanna
The lady knight, though none knew her to be a lady except her brother, was standing beside the king, awaiting the return of the Dragoness. Alanna, it Alan if you will, was the king's right hand man, our well, woman.
Jai
The elf hiked along the mountain top, coming from a town where she had finished her most recent job of disposing a man, who was a Viking. She had been hired by another man, who was husband to the woman who the other man was having an adultery with. Jai had a smile of satisfaction with her job well done and the good account of coins in her purse.

[Baelixx]

(Oh, Alanna is a bit evil and Jai is in between, she doesn't care for the king but isn't openly a traitor...

[ghostie..]

Oiche
Landing outside the Castle walls, she folded her wings and limped in, her eyes downcast in shame as she apporached the throne. She noticed the usual knight by his side, and she struggled to bow down properly due to her many injuries. My lord, and knight. She greets them in their minds, pain lacing her body and leaving a trail of blood.

[Baelixx]

Alanna
She looked at the Dragon. "Your injured, would you care for assistance?", she says in a chill collective voice, Faithful, her black cat, at her feet.

[ghostie..]

Oiche
"If it would not weaken you, then yes, please." She said, her voice strained but quiet as she struggled to stay on her claws.

[Baelixx]

Alanna
She stepped forward and gently placed her palm to the Dragoness' forehead, healing her. "There you go.", She said quietly in a gentle voice and returned to the king. Alanba was pretty sure the Dragon knew her not to be a boy, and hopefully, when she overthrew the king, she could stop being a boy. Her plan since the new king was to become his most trusted, just to slowly poison him off and then take the throne herself, and gain the trust of the people.

[ghostie..]

Oiche
She slowly stood, and hung her head. "I've failed." She said, knowing she would be punished. She knew the knight was a girl, but that was one secret she was able to keep.

[Alpha*]

Morag snorts, "You get in trouble and I'll end up dead." he tells Kwinerva in a soft growl. Then he relieces her beside her Bonded and strips his gloves, laying them against Xa'limir's neck and closes his eyes - hands blistering with burns at the unnacustomed darkness. Just recompense. In a few minutes the dragon is healed and given alittle energy -to what he was before (and a bit more)and only the glowing impressions of his hands are left behind, fading slowly away. The Angel sways lightly as he steps away, "No more seperations, its dangerious." he states in an almost cold way - because he is exausted and in pain - tugging his gloves carefully back on.

Contrast purrs loudly. Be careful Jackson, simply because he is fond of you doesnt mean the Angel wont maim you for a while.

[Baelixx]

Alanna
She kept a poker face, waiting for the king's response.
The king chuckled. "There's ahead another time, m'dear...", he said and right-hand his grip on her heart, hoping to inflict pain.
Kwinerva
She stood and helped support Morag. "Thank you Morag, note you need rest...", She says.

[ghostie..]

Jackson
He chuckles, Morath and I used to spar, remember? I've gotten better since then. He points out, looking up at Morag and Xa'limir.

Xa'limir
Summoning the purest light energy he could muster from his body, he returned it to the angel. "Of course, fethrblaka." He replies, his voice low and it was obvious he didn't like to be bossed around, but he didn't argue. He switched his gaze back to Kwinerva, a deep hum in his throat, an equivalent of a cat's purr.

Oiche
Screaming in pain, she dropped to the floor, her vision going white from the pain and the squeeze her entire soul was being put through. She writhed like a snake, this pain worse than what Xa'limir had put her through, and thrashed desperately.