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

[Mayiamaru]

Mayia shook her head at the sound of Daeron's voice and stood again, turning around so her back was to him. "N-No... Let's just go... Please..." She said quietly, a slight pain shown in her voice from being interrupted. She could have convinced Hunter to let her go with him again... Leave these people she had no intention of giving a chance. She despised other humans. Many times she was beaten, and many times was she betrayed. She had enough, but couldn't find it in her to scream just yet.

Hunter remained hidden in the shadows. He watched silently, careful not to let his eyes catch light. A wolf's eyes glowed in faint light, so one glimmer and he could be spotted. There was also the chance of the boy having good eyesight, and actually looking away from Mayi while she was being difficult. He wanted to see if this boy was worthy of trust. None of the others have portrayed any kind of warmth. Nothing that either Mayia or Hunter could take. Mayia was sure to still be cautious, even if someone were to gain Hunter's trust. They were through a lot together, but every now and then, Mayia had to go thrgh a lot on her own.

[Lady Mekka]

Jak shot Vethro a death glare, wondering too late if Vethro understood Rhodernian sign language as he fired off a quick succession of angry hand motions.
"I can ask an innocent question if I want." he whispered, pretending to be ducking down to adjust his breech legs. He straightened, looking around for an answer, his blue eyes hopeful.

[Symphonia]

Clara offered Jak a sheepish smile; she didn't know if anyone had ordered him food; she didn't even know who ordered her meal for her anyway! She shrugged her shoulders lazily. "I'm not too sure, sorry 'bout that, Jak." She said, looking around the tavern first and at her own table second. "Anyone?" She asked with an expecting tone.

She felt almost a stab of sadness as her own guild-mates didn't get along all that well. She tried to be a friendly face in the guild, welcoming to anyone new or anyone who felt out of place. Most of these people had rough pasts, and everyone was supposed to be close to family. Sure, Clara's past wasn't nearly as dark as some of the other's, but it had it's sad parts, too. She cast Vethro a glance that clearly told him to not stir up any trouble; after all, if the guild wanted to remain hidden, then tension among themselves wouldn't really help all that much.

[Lady Mekka]

When no one besides Clara gave him a definite answer, Jak sighed, figuring they had forgotten to order something for him.
"Miss?" he gently touched the arm of one of the barmaids. "Could you please bring me a salad?"
"A salad." she cocked one of her eyebrows as she lowered the other. "Just a salad?"
"Yes, please. And a tankard of cider, if possible?" He smiled brightly, looking like an expecting puppy with his big blue eyes.
"I'll get right on that." she walked away slightly dazed. When Jak wanted to, he could charm the birds right out of the trees.
"I've been meaning to ask. Do any of you understand Rhodernian sign language? If not, I'll need to teach you some."

[astrocompass]

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[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

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[Lacy]

Adrian Mallobourne of Albava

As he took silent sips out of his mug, Adrian glanced slyly toward Clara, seeing the utter surprise and happiness written all over her face. He smiled knowingly, but didn't say a word, looking away from her before she noticed his strangely pleasant expression. And thankfully for him, nobody else seemed to care. Looking around the room as if playing along with her, he finally spoke up. "Seems to me like you've got a secret admirer."

As Clara began to ever so politely (he let a quiet chuckle slip at the sight) eat her fish, Adrian decided it was about time to eat his before it got stone cold. Scooping up a nice-sized bite, he shoveled in the delicious meal. Letting it rest on his tounge for a moment, he couldn't wait to eat the next bite it was so good! Of course, he maintained a plain expression upon his face all the while. Politely clearing his mouth before speaking, he leaned toward Clara, at the perfect moment right after she took a huge bite. "Is it good or what?" he teased slightly. "This fancy stuff... Nothing like what we have back at home, that's for sure."

Adrian's gaze wandered over to the blonde who had just taken a seat at the table with them. Of course, he hadn't ordered something for him... But Adrian didn't really feel all that bad about it. He wouldn't have thought to order a salad after all, so it was better that way anyway. "What are you eating rabbit food for?" Adrian asked with an eyebrow raised. "You really outta try the yellowfin. It's great." With that, he took another bite and simply watched as Jak explained about Rhodernian sign language. "I know some... But not enough to carry on a conversation." He himself only knew a few phrases. His younger brother had been born deaf, but Adrian hadn't learned very much.. Feeling regretful at the thought, Adrian set down his fork and remained silent after that.

[Hobbit]

{How many guild members are there exactly?}

Daeron nodded. Whatever had changed in Mayia, she was now back to normal.
It frustrated him that he was left wondering whether he had done something or not.

He gave a quick glance around the stable again, but noticed nothing pecuilar.
Turning, he walked back the way he had come in.
He pulled the heavy oak door open, and held it there for Mayia.

The sunlight was blinding after the dim stable.
As he peered one last time into the darkness, he thought he saw something glint.
But that, of course, was due to the blinding he had just recieved.
He was glad to be out of the stable, the clean air of the city was much more comfortable than the stuffy smell of horse.
Daeron was not an animal person. Horses and hounds had their purposes, but he was far more comfortable on his own two legs.

[Symphonia]

Clara was once again in her own world as she savored the amazing taste of her yellowfin. She smiled broadly at Adrian, nodding as well. "Yeah, that's for sure. The best we could get in Albava was a sandwich with some freshwater fish," she muttered, though smiling at the memories of growing up in the desert. Sure it was hard, but she did love it.

Rhoderian sign language... she thought to herself, shooting Adrian a knowing glance. She knew about his younger brother, and smiled slightly. She never wanted him to feel out, so Clara tried to learn some of the sign language, though it wasn't easy for her. Under normal circumstances, she would've scolded her childhood friend about his remark about Jak, but the idea never entered her mind this time.

Her gaze fell upon the door, still propped wide open, of the tavern, wondering where the other two members were; she was beginning to get worried; they had been gone for a while now. She knew that this town wasn't all fun and games; a horse was stolen from them after all. Biting her lip, she tried to assure herself that they were fine, and cut another piece of her fish on, chewing it contently.

((Well, there's 13 people on this RP, the elves aren't there at the moment, and neither are Daeron and Mayia...so now there's 9 people in the tavern at the moment.))

[Mayiamaru]

(Make that ten XD)

Mayia didn't look up as she had replaced her staffs and walked out of the door, acting like nothing happened, and that she didn't know Daeron, or that's how it seemed anyway. She didn't want to go into the tavern though... She may as well find the inn. Someone must have made reservations by now... But there was one thing wrong. Where was the inn? Mayia had no sense of direction in the cities. Only the forest. With a sigh, Mayia stood beside the door of the tavern and waited for the other guild members, grumbling a little to herself rather harshly.

"You promised.... You can't be doing this all the time... I-It's just blood... It's just..." Her grumbling went on, getting drowned out by the sounds of the Black Stone Tavern. She was glad that no one would hear her mutters, but someone is still sure to ask her if something was wrong.