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

[Hobbit]

{Oh, right! I remembered her saying she was going to leave, but I didn't realize she hadn't yet.
I'll go fix that.
And as for the sentances, I think see what you mean. Stupid old habit of mine.Thank you for the help. I think you are also an excellent writer. It's fun to rp with you.}

[Toppyrocks]

(( Im really sorry I haven't posted again, I got really busy. I was at the stable 5 of the last 6 days. Was there a recap in the last few pages, or can someone give me one please? I don't want to be a bother. Where would Vis come back in?))

[Mayiamaru]

(@Hobbit
Why thank you You're welcome as well ^_^

@Toppyrocks
So far, I think everyone has relocated to Vethro's room. Elenwen, Daeron... Ok, everyone, is up there, Vethro was attacked by a farmer, or a guy that was posing as a farmer, and Mayia healed his wound best she could. Vethro is unconscious in his bed, Mayia is trying to get a hold of herself on the floor beside Vethro. YOu can come inby saying that you heard the banging or something and came up to investigate like everyone else.)

[salinity]

{Since I wasn't here I kind of skipped a frame of time. Just pretend Chex was doing something or the other ^__^; Sorry that it's so short, I'm not 100% sure what's happening Dx}

The events had gone by in a blur. Chex had been spun in a whirlwind of different directions and was hoping to finally rest when he entered a tavern. He heard a clamor against the wooden planks above his head and Chex's natural curiousity got the best of him. Leather boots climbed up a staircase until he reached a room. Unease spread throughout his body, something was definitely wrong here. As soon as he stepped through the doorway the stench of blood surrounded him. A dead man to one side. A wounded one to the other. Now, in a moment like this, one would expect a reaction of shock or misery. Alas all Chex experienced was a slight feeling of surprise.
"That's not a sight you see every day. A bloody body... wonderful. Now how are we going to clean this mess up?" He sighed, looking at the "farmer's" corpse. After a moment he finally turned towards Vethro and Mayia. The girl looked like she was about to fall over and the guy... well he had obviously already fallen over. Aside from Vethro and Mayia there were two others: Daeron and Elenwen. Chex scooted over to the right of the door frame instinctively, just in case the others came any time soon.
"Well... I see that Vethro's pretty much half-dead andd Mayia looks about the same. That guy," he jerked his thumb in a pointed position and shoved it in the farmer's direction, "is all dead. So anybody care to explain exactly what happened here?"
Subtlety was definitely not Chex's strong point. His cold blue eyes scanned the four others, searching for an answer as he kneeled down next to the corpse, checking for money. Hey, the guy was dead, why not take his belongings?

[Toppyrocks]

((Thanks.))

Vistrana had been leaning out the window of the room she stayed in at the tavern watching the city when she had heard the commotion from a few rooms down. Vis stood up from her window seat, closed the curtains so no one could pry, and left her room. Vis locked the door behind her with the key that the innkeeper had lent her and hurried down the hall. The door of Vethro's room was rough and solid under her fist when she knocked four times quietly before pushing the door open. It appeared that she was only moments behind Chex, he was still asking questions and the door had been left open the smallest crack.

The scene confused Vis, she wasn't sure what was going on with the farmer's body and Vethro wounded. There was a spare chair in the corner that Vis sat down in quietly, trying not to distract them. Her face showed the same confusion that Chex's voice held, and she just hoped someone would answer his questions.

(Gahh, just writing that felt so awkward, and I can't even imagine how much I'm hurting your brains with that piece of choppy illiteracy. Sorry!))

[Mayiamaru]

(Lol You guys are posting just fine for people who haven't been here for the little scene No need t be sorry, your posts are fine.)

Mayia was breathing rather heavily. Before she could answer anyone or notice anything, she began to panic. "B-Blood... So much blood... W-Why won't the smell just go away?..." She whispered with a horrified expression on her face under the cloth she tied around her nose and mouth. She was ready to jump out of the window to get away from the smell, but she had enough will to go towards the door instead. She now held her arm over her nose and mouth to keep from smelling any more, but the smell seeped through everything. She went two feet before she couldn't bring herself to move another step out that door. "T-Too much..." She wouldn't stop with her delirium. She took in too much blood and it was driving her mad. Losing all that energy and taking in all that pain from healing Vethro didn't help with her mental state, but at the least she couldn't move. Mayia always gained a bit of a blood lust when she took in too much blood. It was kind of like saying Mayia had a split personality. The second personality she possessed had no trouble dealing with people, but the second she got close enough, she would kill the person she got close to... Or bite them. Mayia was pretty messed up.

From within Mayia's mind came a plea. She was begging for everyone to leave her before she went mad. For Hunter to come to her rescue and stop the monster that slept in the depths of her mind. She didn't want to hurt anyone, and it played a small part in why she hated being around people. No one knew of her blood lust within the guild, and this was probably the place that they were going to find out. This would probably take someone to their grave if not too careful.

[Symphonia]

((Holy crap, I go to bed and there's so much interesting stuff for me to read! XD I'll post when I get back home from school :3
Prepare for a bad post, everyone! I'm a tad confused...and that's bad, being a co-owner of the RP and everything...wow, I'm so sucked into this RP that I called the RP a guild by accident...O.o))

.:.Clara Louise Golding of Albava.:.

Life is a story - just survive long enough to see its happy ending...

Clara watched in silence, her eyes flashing back and forth from Vethro's body, to Mayia, to the blood, and to the farmer. Too much had happened in too little of time. And even through all of the chaos, one single thought continued to run through her mind: they were found out.

Somebody was after them - someone was always after them, she mentally corrected herself. There was always someone on her trail, and it was all because they were fighting for justice. Of course, nobody really knew that.

The common person who had heard of the Knights of Rhodernia believed that they were just fighting against the Royal Guard; the "wonderful" guard who would always protect them.

Biting her lip, Clara looked at Vethro quickly, and then to Mayia once again. "We all need rest, but we're not separating. Not again; look at what happened last time." She motioned to Vethro's unconscious body with a small sigh from her nose. "We'll take watches tonight, make sure that no one is alone and vulnerable. Any objections?" She asked, raising an eyebrow, almost daring somebody to challenge her.

[classi]

(( I have a way of making commontion. Ha, farmer! Vethro needs common sense. If he was wary, why did he leave the door wide open! *Shakes finger at Vethro* bad boy! ))

Vethro Belomondore

Vethro opened his eyes.
He quickly shut them as a whirlwind of images and sounds rushed at his eyes and ears. He breathed heavily, surprised. He felt better . . . almost. There was only a twinge of pain where a deep wound had been. With his eyes still closed, he lay his hand over his chest. There was not even a scratch.
He blinked and sat up, confused. The world tilted, and he gripped the bed to keep from 'sliding off'. Then everything straightened out, and he saw the dead man, the 'farmer', on the floor. He swallowed, realizing that he had been right. That vile person had been following he and his friends.

[Mayiamaru]

Mayia had an obvious objection. She kept one hand clasped over her mouth and nose and shuddered quietly. "I do... I-I can't stay with all this b-b-blood..." She said, sounding like she had come down with larengitis. It was like it was taking over her mind slowly as her eyes flickered from light to dark. She took one of the staffs that were strapped to her back and stood in the middle of the magic circle she had etched into the floor. She couldn't take a step forward though. The pain in her body was too overwhelming. That spell transfered pain and healed wounds in return. Mayia was experiencing the sensation of pain that Vethro had. The colours were strange and the smell as well as the pain was agonizing.

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

Elenwen walked over to where the farmer lay on the floor, dead and lifeless. She nudged him with her foot, it was cold, so cold. She shivered and so did Angrywell, but it was hungry. She quickly unbuckled the sword from her back and held it tightly to her chest. It rattled and shook in its seath like a contained beast but then again, that's what it was. A faint blue glow could be seen coming for the sword. She glared down at it and whispered a couple words in magic, the sword was silent after a ssad hssing almost wailing noise. Elenwen strapped it to her back and looked around the room with a faint smile as though nothing had happened. She then looked back to the farmer, her smile fading "What happened to him? What did he do?" she asked looking over to the now awake Vethro.