The Knights of Rhodernia [Semi-Lit+Fantasy] CLOSED

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

Elenwen walked into the inn, the music filled her ears. She loved that there was music everywhere but hated that she couldn't join in. None the less she began to hum a little then quietly sing along with the song. She looked around the inn, not much room and she was begining to draw unwanted attention. She quickly skittered over and took a seat in the back of the rooom. She finally came to realize that he friends were gone. She looked around, wondering where they had gone off to. She sighed after a while, some were still here. She sat and waited, for something to happen or her friends to return.

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Vethro glanced in the direction Maryia looked. He blinked, puzzled, when he saw nothing there. He was sure that Maryia wouldn't be looking into the green depths of the bushes for no reason. He decided to focus his tired eyes on something else.
Only then did he realize that he was very hungry. He blinked, squinting his eyes in the harsh sun. He was beaten and sore from his long days of traveling. The only thing he and his friends had eaten were a few slices of stale bread. He shuddered at the mere memory. Hopefully the Black Stone Tavern served better food than sour, brittle, spoiled bread!
"I think we'd better go eat now." He said, raising his head so that he could look at his guildmembers. "And then find a place to stay." He didn't add And let's get the stable guards to specially watch over out horses, because he was sure that his friends were thinking the same thing.

[Mayiamaru]

Mayia shook her head slowly. "Um.. I'm going to stay in the stables with the animals... I-I would... Rather not go in there..." She said in a faint whisper. She took in a slight breath and walking in the direction of the stables again. "I'll look after everyone... Promise." She said quietly as she walked. Hunter followed her through the shadows, a soft rustling in the bushes heard by his fur as it brushed past simple leaves.

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Vethro looked after her. He scowled, grimacing when he recalled the acrimonious feeling she gave him. He swallowed and turned to the inn.
Let her not spoil the rest of my day! He decided, as he began to casually walk back to the tavern. He didn't look over his shoulder, nor thought about his sudden move to the tavern.
He stood at the door, narrowing his eyes. For some reason, he did not want anyone to know who he was, besides his guild. He had caused enough racket for one day. He slipped his hood over his brown hair and tugged it down so that is shadowed his eyes. Then he shouldered the heavy wooden door open.
Warm smells and happy music greeted him. He turned his head to look at Elenwen, the solemn look never leaving his partially hidden face. He nodded his head curtly, before raising his hand in a polite greeting to a barman.
Vethro kept his right hand on his sword sheath as he walked towards Elenwen. He sat down at her table and looked at her. Finally, he gathered enough courage to say aloud, "The rest will be coming in a few minutes."
He did not like speaking in front of strangers, especially when he wanted to keep his identity hidden. He hopped Elenwen noticed that, and didn't blurt out his name or something of that sort.

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[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

Elenwen gave a small nod, sensing the tone in his voice she could tell he didn't feel like talking. She continoued to sing, it wasn't something she really had to think about but more something that happened automaicly. She suddenly realizeed her voice was getting louder and could almost be heard above the band. She quickly cut off entirly, she didn't want to get noticed; same as Vethrom. She stayed quiet now, making sure not to join back in with the music, she concentrated on looking for the others.

[Mayiamaru]

Mayia walked into the stables, Hunter having slipped in before her. When she saw that Hunter was in one of the stalls and no other person was out here, she smiled happily as she trotted over to the stall. She had sat down with him and felt his fur, his warmth curl around her. "I'm not sure if I can keep this up... I really miss you, you know that?" Mayia said to Hunter as if he understood her, and the look in his grey eyes told her that he did. "Can't... Can't I just go with you? I don't need to be with these people... To be here." Hunter gave her another icy glare though... It made her shudder and lower her head, tearing up just a bit. "P-Please?... I'm scared..." She said quietly, a tear running down her cheek. Soon enough, Hunter wiped away the tear with the side of his muzzle. It wasn't like Hunter wasn't there. He was always near her, just out of sight from the others. Trust was always the issue. Mayia sanity also was something to hold in the balance... And it felt like the scales were tipping against her.

[Hobbit]

Daeron leant up against the wall of the stable.
The sound of the city was more comforting to him than dinner would be.
Although danger was great in cities, enimies seemed to be around every corner.
Yet if one kept their heads, it was the best place to fit in, to hide.
In the country, new faces are suspicious, but in the city, travelers passed through, and no one gave it a thought.
He wished they could stay there in saftey, but he had no idea what their plan was.
He berated himself for not having paid closer attention in the past.

As he sat there, he became aware of a strange sound from inside the stable.
It was not an animal, he knew that much, and it almost sounded like....crying?
Opening the door, he peered into the dim interior.
No one was visible, so with a slight shudder, he passed though the doorway.
The light was very poor, he could make out forms of horses.
Those sounds seemed to be coming from further back, so he took a step.
His foot landed on a rake, and it swung up hitting his face, and drawing a little blood from his temple.
Startled, he jumped and it crashed back down onto the floor.
He realized to late that he was swearing as only a lowborn or slave would.

[Lennie]

{.....All right, can I get a recap? I missed around seven or so pages...}

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(( I have to go, I'll see you all tomorrow! ))