Raising a rebellion (Medieval fantasy Closed)

[Nawratus]

Nevaeh || 19 || Female || Bisexual || Princess || Where; in a barn || Tags; Aiden

Nevaeh smiled as she got into a battle position. "Before we begin, we need the rules." She said, adjusting her self-made armor. She looked her brother in the eyes, tilting her head. "Should we use powers or not?" Nevaeh asked, smiling mischievously. "And.... are we allowed to-" The brown haired girl started and then stopped, hunching down. She was about to sneak attack him, but she didn't want to make it obvious. Nevaeh gradually walked closer before suddenly kicking him in the shin. "KICK?!" The woman said as she kicked her bother, laughing hysterically. She was definitely in for it and she knew it.

[passione]

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"Informing you that I am a lousy swordsman is a complete lie."
Vaxas raises his arm, flexing it, then nodding in satisfaction. The area where the wound had been still stung a bit as the last cells of his body had finished mending themselves. The stinging was no big deal, hardly noticeable. He could definitely wield his katana again.

"If I had said this was a peculiarly accurate axe wound, created by a dear friend I was sparring, I would be telling half a lie."
His eye had been taken off of Emillia the moment he began to speak. Vaxas ruffled his sweat coated hair. It wasn't much cooler in the clinic than it was outside. He refastened his eyepatch around his incapacitated eye, looking off to the side as he did. He hated direct eye contact more than anything. Were they trying to seek what was under the patch? Did the civilians have true respect for him or did they just marvel at his ramshackle facial features?

Vaxas would be considered talented. Blind out of one eye and still a swordsman, it was a miracle. He would appreciate everyone that knew it actually took two eyes to have depth perception.

"Now, if I told you I was being followed and ambushed by a demon, fighting for my life, still in horrification of a surprise attack in my own domain, eventually escaping with only three operational limbs— I would have said too much."
He slips his arms length leather gloves on, counting the rings he had on his fingers to make sure they were all present. A large hole was torn in the glove, the size of his previous wound, and exactly where it had situated. Vaxas shrugged. Maybe he could replace the glove at some point. Not in the near future though, he wouldn't want another injury like this again.
His gaze shifted towards the ground, then to his sword holster.
Next to it, held firmly to something that resembled a fanny pack. Unbuttoning the front flap, he takes out a three pound satchel of coins. Vaxas holds it out towards Emillia.

"To show my gratitude before I go. You should get some more supplies in here. You'll never know what you need in a world like this."

[silverlightcs]

| Akiria | Female | 19 | Shapeshifter | Elf | Spy |
Upon the commander explaining in his own little way what happened, Akiria froze, then swore violently in her mind. One of them, here?' Her expression darkened. 'This isn't good.. How did they find us? Let alone get inside the area..' She thought for a few seconds, then spoke. "Do you know what they look like? And did it look like they went to leave, or stay around longer?" The elf didn't want to put any strain on him, but it was important information- especially important for her to know so she could keep an eye out for them.

[whirlawind]

Emillia, the wisp, Tags-Adelaide, Doli, Vaxas, Oromis
Emillia listened as he explained what happened, only to realize he wasn't giving a straight answer, it was more like a riddle. She reached up and adjusted the side of her blindfold out of habit as she listened, trying to put the pieces together. "So the wound was made by either a friend or someone else with an axe? Or were you ambushed by someone with an axe?" her brows knitted together causing the blindfold to wrinkle on the top some "Sorry, I guess I'm not to great at this sort of thing sir." she admitted.
She heard him putting some clothes back on, probably gloves, and buttons unclamping. The clink of coins and his words indicated he was offering money and she reached out her fingers touching a rather large sack of money as far as she could tell. She took it from his hand surprised by the generous donation "Thank you sir, but I really do need to know what happened so I can document it." she said as she took the bag of coins. She heard Oromis start cleaning up and waited till the area was a bit cleaner before shed clean up her foot and her area.

[nyctomancy]

grimoire - tags: malcom, lexi > emilia, adelaide, doli, vaxas, oromis.

grimoire waited in silence, counting the beats of his not-quite alive heart as the moments ticked by. the idle chatter of the resurrected royal and his guard didn't interest him greatly, although the information that he wasn't the only one resurrected was certainly something he would mull over later. crouched in the bushes, the former immortal continued to stew in his thoughts, waiting until the guard had stopped her pacing and drifted off elsewhere. only then did he rise to continue his silent trek towards the village.

it wasn't ten minutes more until grimoire came upon the workplace of emilia. he stepped into the doorway, only to take note of the crowded area. oh well. he was content with waiting in the meantime. the dark-haired man shadowed the doorway as the wisp worked, waiting for the moment she would take note of his presence/would be free of the people and customers currently plaguing her.

[Arya22]

Oromis had finished cleaning when he noticed a person near the door. He looked towards the man and walked closer. "you do not need to get healed." he stated. "why did you come?" the ancient elf asked.

[AcetheKidd]

Azreal||Male ||Demon ||Tags;

Azreal was somewhere near by, alone. He was cleaning off his black blade and was really upset at the moment. " teh...wherever I go, I'm still stuck under people. I rather be back with the king then be here with this sad looking group. Really, so they think they have a chance here? A bunch of sad creatures trying to fight a battle they can't win." Azreal looked at his relection in the sword and sighed. " As soon as I know what group is up to, I'll tell the king and finally be own my way." The demon had no other choice but to be here." Maybe this will be fun..."

[Last time reposting ]

[Arya22]

(where is he? If he gets close to the castle he could meet Laelynn...)

[passione]

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Vaxas faced Akiria.

"I wasn't there long enough to watch where he had gone. Though if my deductions are correct, he would have left. I'd like to request for us to send one of our spies over as well, an arm for an arm, after all."

He didn't answer Akiria's second question, on the appearance of the demon. It wouldn't have mattered, some of them could shift, some of them were shadows. Demons came in all shapes and forms. If Vaxas had allowed such a creature to ambush him, they must be stronger than he originally thought.
He turned to leave before saying a couple more words to Emillia.

"I'll lay it out for you right here, Miss. This was a peculiarly accurate axe wound, but I do not have friends."

[whirlawind]

Emillia, the wisp, Tags-Adelaide, Doli, Vaxas, Oromis
Emillia nodded as he told her what happened in his own way really "Thank you, take care." she said after him, before he left. Promos had finished cleaning up and she grabbedone of the rags wiping her bloody foot clean.
Most of the time she would have to hear a person to realize they were there, and even after that she typically needed to hear their voice too. Grimiore and her on the other hand seemed to have a special connection, whether it was because he gained his mortality from her or he had raised her, she could sense it when he was in the room. " Grim you're back!" she said happily walking over to stand about three feet in front of him with a smile.