Threat of Shadow ➳ A Medieval RP ➳ Open and Accepting

[Forever Insane]

(ooh good idea!)
Georgie shivered and walked away a few paces, she had decided that she didn't like the hooded man, she had never disliked someone before, and it displeased her greatly

[iWonder]

Ondine.

Ondine raised her fist to punch him but lowered it. She couldn't believe that he- this, bounty hunter took Bane. She wanted to know why he was asked to take Bane but she held her tongue, knowing doing so could jeapordise the deal. "Sounds fair. " she rolled up her sleeve and stuck her arm out, glancing at the knife not caring for his scars. His eyes are what puzzled her the most. He was so vauge. "I want nothing but Bane back. Do only what is needed. " she waited for the knife to cut her skin, anxious fir him to get working. The sooner this bit was done and over with the sooner she would have Bane back.

[cleave]

Brelle Stone || 19 || Female || Thief

The shadows that casted the forest floor gave great coverage. The young girl rode with skill as she raced through the woods with stolen supplies. Her dark cremello coloured horse galloped steadily as the noise behind her slowly parished. The mischievious smile graced her face, knowing that she had accomplished escaping a few knights of Eroniel. Once at ease, Brelle relaxed into her saddle and slowed her horse to a trot, not wanting to overdo things for her well cared for horse named Necomrancer. She had been stealing left and right between the two kingdoms but her only home was here in the woods where she found peace and serenity. After a few hours of riding, Brelle caught sight of her humble cottage ahead. Dismounting, Brelle took her items and stepped in, laying out the medicine on the table and hanging her weaponry up on a hook. With everything sorted out, Brelle went out to Necomrancer and took the tack off the horse. She then placed him into the small stable behind her home and washed him off with cool buckets of water. With her horse fed and nurished, Brelle could now settle down for a bit even though she knew she was far from done. Pusshing a blonde strand of her that had fallen out of her braid aside, Brelle washed off the vegetables as if being a thief wasn't even her job. Her red gown didn't even have a spot on it even though her rank was assumably lower than that of a commoner as many dispise her lifestyle.

Sighing, Brelle stpped out of her home, racing through the woods to explore. Yes it was dangerous but at times if you looked hard enough, you could find apple orchids scattered around the area. In contempt, Brelle picked apples, placing them in her basket humming lightly, enjoying the solitude.

(Anyone care to RP? And may I play a dragon? )

[iWonder]

(Geoffrey is open!)

[ghostie..]

Status;; Bargaining || Tags;; Ondine, Georgie || Allegiance; None~

Dovev balanced the knife in his palm, watching the woman with a small sense of impression. She had reacted well to meet his demands, and wasn't a bad negotiator, either. She knew when to keep her mouth shut. So, switching the blade between his hands, he kept his palm open as he dragged the sharp blade against his skin, the stinging bite left behind was the promise of his return. After a long slash was made on his hand, he brought the blade up and wiped the blood off on his bandana. It was barely visible on the black fabric, but the motion was almost vampiric.

Dovev used his the blade, moving back to the woman and dragging the cool, sharp metal against her palm, making the movement slow to let her feel the same stinging bite before removing the blade. What was left was a slice nearly identical to his own. His gaze flickered upwards to hers, eyes as red as the blood that dripped from their palms. Grabbing her hand, he shook it firmly. "You've made a deal with the Devil." He murmurs, letting go of her hand once the blood pact was complete. Taking off his bandana, the scar beneath his eye was revealed as he wrapped the bandana around the cut on her hand, tying it tightly. "Something to remember me by." Was the last thing he said before turning and walking towards the trees, pulling his hood over his head a bit more. In the shadows, a deep red horse awaited him, greeting him with a nicker.

[Forever Insane]

Georgie looked at Ondine "I don't like him" she said quietly, she took a raspberry and popped it into her mouth

[cleave]

(I honestly don't mind who RP's with me. Forever Insane, may I create a dragon? If not, I'm okay with that. )

[iWonder]

Ondine.

Ondine's stomach threw itself against her ribs when their hands clasped, and what he said only made that feeling that much worse. She almost didn't want to let him tie her hand, she had contracted a bounty hunter only once, but she never came back. Her eyes were drawn directly to his scar, how had he gotten that? She watched him leave warily, once he was out of sight she turned to Georgie with a smile "ready to go?"

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Geoffrey.

Geoffrey watched the blond thief from the limbs of an old apple tree. He didn't particularly appreciate having to watch her all day, day in day out. He itches to be able to stop her from commuting all those crimes but he couldn't. He had to wait till she was in the act, expecting to get away with it. Then, he would make the arrest and gain a higher position. This was what he needed to achieve his dream. Just catch this one and everything would be perfect.

[ghostie..]

Status;; Working || Tags;; None~ || Allegiance; Ondine - Client

Dovev swung his leg up over the horse, patting him on the neck. Diablo had been his only companion for years now, and yet he had enough fire in his belly to start a wildfire. Lightly tapping the reins, the horse spun and moved to a trot, heading towards Silithia grounds. He was known better there, and many knew him by the whip at his waist. If he was seen, he wouldn't be bothered by mages. He didn't plan on being seen, either. He just had to make it through their defence; the forest.

Dovev knew much about the forest, the dangers and the weaknesses. Bamdits, goblins and trolls alike, maybe even a dragon or two. Nothing the Bounty Hunter couldn't handle, he could avoid all of it. Getting in wasn't the problem, it was getting out and with Bane. The man wouldn't trust him, after all he had kidnapped him about a year ago. Hopefully by mentioning Ondine and Georgie he would relax. He was his only chance.

((A dragon or something could run into Dovev?))

[cleave]

Brelle Stone || 19 || Girl || Thief

Brelle hummed lightly, the ripe apples falling off the tree easily as they piled up in her woven basket. She couldn't help but feel the presence of another person near and she felt nervous, looking around wearily. Her bright blue eyes scanned her surroundings and she couldn't shake the feeling. Stepping away from the apple trees and into the shadows of the fir trees, Brelle didn't like the openess the apple trees gave and went to go home. The feeling was beginning to bother her and she already had enough apples anyways. Once she was clear of the apple trees, Brelle ran. As she stopped at her cottage, she locked the door behind her and dropped the basket on her table. She took her hair out of her braid and decided it was best to ignore the weird feeling she had gotten earlier. Cautiously but skillfully, Brelle chopped her vegetables, preparing them for later. She knew her horse, Necomrancer would warn her if he saw anything.

(Heading off to bed. )