They were either going to escape shortly or they were going to be very, very screwed.
Estel turned to the person next to her, offering her a weak smile. "I hope they know what they're doing out there. It's hard to see..." She sighed. "I'm Estel. You?"
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My character's name: Estel Herald Character's journal link:Here. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Short black hair. Violet eyes. Petite, delicate-looking. Sixteen years old. Dressed in monochrome colors - black cloak, black-and-white dress, white apron. Crescent pin in her hair. Rank of character: Knight-apprentice. Sacred Points obtained: 30/100
Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 11:47 pm
IGNATIUS - ROOM #3
Their execution date was moved to tomorrow? That did not take long. It seemed they were quite eager to get on with their 'sacrifice,' as it were.
Had all of the Great Knights gone mad? Didn't they at least deserve a trial? Though he wasn't sure how they could prove themselves innocent of a corruption they clearly didn't have in the first place. Or, well, at least he didn't. Or Arrakis, or Piper the Chickenpoof, or that other Knight that he still didn't know he name of.
The good thing is that it did not seem that any of them were willing to just take the execution without giving a try to actually escaping and getting out of there. Some people had managed to translate the runes that were found in various places throughout the dungeon, one of the voices sounding like his fellow knight Arrakis himself, and others had managed to pass flint around, get torches lit, and keys into locks. How were there knights outside of the cells, anyway? He was pretty sure he had seen some of those particular knights in the room with the gate and the mirror as well, so they would have likely been in the same group, wouldn't've they? Perhaps that didn't matter, though. They seemed to make useful couriers...
A small grin formed on Ignatius' face. Even in hopeless situations, they were all banding together. Perhaps it was just the grimness of a situation where it seemed that those they were supposed to follow had entirely turned against them for no explicable reason, but it was enough to give him a surge of optimism that had almost been beaten back from the situation they had found themselves in.
After all, he did not have much else besides that to lean on.
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My character's name: Yildirim Ignatius Svarog Character's journal link: [Here] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERIgnatius is surprisingly pale for all the time he spends outside, perhaps the only obvious reaction to his outdoors presence being an abundance of freckles peppering him from top to bottom. His hair is red and kept to his shoulders, usually down and free-moving like much of what he wears. He tends towards light armour, mostly to keep him moving fast--both to chuck his weapon and quickly retrieve it for a fast finishing blow. Rank of character 1d4
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 11:50 pm
NKOSAZANA - CELL #7
When she heard a voice, Nkosazana jumped. Who was talking to -- oh, a cell mate. She probably looked silly now. With a sheepish look, she placed a hand to her chest and gave a small, nervous laugh without any mirth.
"I sure hope they do, too. I don't wish to die here."
That sounded right, though she had been nearly resigned to her fate a short time ago.
"Estel? That's a nice name." She offered her hand. "I'm Nkosazana." After a momentary pause, she added, "If that's a bit hard for you, I don't mind Zana."
After hearing her brother say it in that strange memory she had recovered when receiving her weapon, that nickname sounded right to her.
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My character's name: Nkosazana Character's journal link: [Here] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERNkosazana has relatively short wavy black hair kept back. Her eyes are of a similar shade, and her skin is the colour of chocolate. She tends to dress extremely simply, even when armoured, which results in a methodology that seems to rely on no one nearing her physical body in the first place. Rank of character 1d4
Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 11:51 pm
Cell 2
With nothing more he could help with, Shun sat himself onto the ground and folded his arms. He closed his eyes as he waited. So their execution was to come in the morning. It seemed that Mordred's whispering to Galahad had caused him to go mad with power.
The knights were being destroyed from within. And all too easily, it seemed.
He had not yet given up on the idea of escape. They were close, he was sure of that much. He did not fear what was to come.
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My character's name: Shun Kuroda Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark haired. basically like this except wielding twin katar. Rank of character knight Sacred Points obtained: ??/100
With the key turned, and nothing yet happening, the blue knight dropped her hand and headed over to the farthest part of cell 1.
"Milo?" She whispered over to him, reaching her hand out. "Can...will...hold my....hand...one last time?" She didn't know if he could hear her, or worse, even reach her but after this all...
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My character's name: Noemi Hurley Character's journal link:[ HERE ] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Noemi is Naive and quiet girl. Red curly hair with winged cuffs and fullbody armor. She follows a certain young knight to keep him out of trouble. Promised and engaged to the love of her life, Milo Hale. From the same villiage as Shu and Evan, both being very important to Noemi. Rank of character Knight Apprentice
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 11:53 pm
[ Estel is in cell SEVEN. ]
Estel shook her hand, her smile growing a bit. "Nice to meet you, Nkosazana. Did I get that right?" She didn't mind using her nickname, but she felt like she should at least try to get the full thing at least once. "Not the best circumstances, but..."
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My character's name: Estel Herald Character's journal link:Here. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Short black hair. Violet eyes. Petite, delicate-looking. Sixteen years old. Dressed in monochrome colors - black cloak, black-and-white dress, white apron. Crescent pin in her hair. Rank of character: Knight-apprentice. Sacred Points obtained: 30/100
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 11:53 pm
ROOM 6
"Thank you, my lady." The beads were quickly pulled into the cell, at which point Aymet regarded them much like a battle-won prize. "For this token of your affections."
"I'LL ALWAYS REMEMBER YOU!" he called to her with a feigned expression of longing, taking slow steps back toward the window and reaching in her direction with his free hand. He put the beads around his waist and gave her a sly look, before turning back to his co-conspirator.
"Rope, rope, rope, aha! Rope!" He saw the piece they'd been given. It'd have to do. "Might want to tie that around your waist. I'll lower you down a little at a time. See what you can see out there."
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 11:56 pm
Room 2
"Guys, I'm only going to say this once."
Robert was still reaching, trying to reach for Mildred's fingers, when an idea struck him.
"What if Lil Sebastian the exit is actually inside one of the dungeons."
He'd gone mad from the news that he was to be a father.
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My character's name: Robert Morris Character's journal link:http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=24688713 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER The thud you are now hearing is the sound of ladies around the world swooning, and Sir Robert is not sorry. With a broad chest and muscular arms, he embodies strength and power, enough to wield his massive greatsword, [ THUNDERFURY, BLESSED BLADE OF THE WINDSEEKER ]. It's his duty to seek the greatest of glory, even if he has to save every single damsel in distress all at once with his hand tied behind his back and his eyes closed. He'll do it, you know. He totally will. Physical Description: Sir Robert is draped in glistening knightly battle gear, covered by a silk robe that looks way too expensive for actual fighting, but that's fine - he dramatically rips it off before a fight anyway. This is immediately followed by a slow motion whip of his lustrous man of gold hair, that always seems to be blowing charmingly in the wind that doesn't necessarily exist.
place the key in said keyhole. Then she turned it.
Immediately all the prison doors clicked open and from behind them, a secret passageway opened. A corridor.
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 11:56 pm
[ Cell 4 ]
From the sight of Robert within the mirror, Mildred was fairly certain that he did not know the definition of the word 'not', or had not heard her, or was so overcome by...whatever emotion she was witnessing...at the very thought of such a thing that he had forgotten what she instructed.
Resigned to abandoning this plan, she tried to reach towards him again.
"Robert! No, NO, listen to me." Her tone seemed conflicted, caught between laughter and pained acceptance that this was her life now. "I am not with child! I said so in effort to invoke pity and be released, but it is not worth such a reaction!"
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My character's name: Mildred Kercher Character's journal link:✍|♥ BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Mildred is tall, thin, and pale with a very long, highly impractical, and somewhat unruly braid of black hair, which now has a vine of wisteria braided into it. Her blue-green eyes can frequently be seen pinched into a squint when she's trying to focus: she is in need of glasses to correct her poor vision.
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 11:57 pm
NKOSAZANA - CELL #7
When Estel echoed her name back at her, Nkosazana gave her a small clap, perhaps in an attempt to brighten the mood just a bit further. When they were facing their own almost certain doom, though, that might have been a little on the difficult side. "Yes! That's right."
Before letting go of Estel's hand, she gave it a light, supportive squeeze, instinctively wishing to help the other. She then lowered her hand to her side. "It's not, but it's good to know we aren't in this alone." Her eyes shifted to the outside of the cell once again, watching as the others scurried to hopefully get them free. "At least coming here was all of our foolish decisions."
It was true, in that sense -- it hadn't been a mistake that just she had made, coming here.
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My character's name: Nkosazana Character's journal link: [Here] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERNkosazana has relatively short wavy black hair kept back. Her eyes are of a similar shade, and her skin is the colour of chocolate. She tends to dress extremely simply, even when armoured, which results in a methodology that seems to rely on no one nearing her physical body in the first place. Rank of character 1d4
Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 11:58 pm
Once that cell door was open, Shun was OUT of there.
[exit]
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HERE YOU SHOULD QUOTE ANYONE YOU ARE TALKING TO
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2015 12:00 am
Johan wasted no time booking it down the opened exit. He had no idea where it would take them, but it was better than having their heads lopped off.
[Exit]
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2015 12:00 am
"Uh huh." Jack gave a smirk as the cell doors unlocked and he pushed on through. "Good luck with that. My idea's better."
And he was outtie.
[exit]
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2015 12:02 am
Room 2
When Riley was within reach he was trying to wrap his arms around her, difficult as it was, to offer some semblance of physical comfort. Not only to her this time, but for him as well. His head leaned against the metal bars, close as he could get to hear her speak.
Everything was spoken so swiftly, in whispers, and as he processed it she was slipping away. He didn't protest and gave no resistance, trying to watch her as well as he could as she went to address others who had called to her.
He'd somehow entirely missed the fact that she had been holding a chicken, despite its own clucked protests, until she sat it down and it wandered to him. "You might be executed faster than the rest of us if you're not careful..." He muttered to it. God he was talking to chickens.
Once Riley had returned to him he managed a smile, but his eyes were wet and when he reached out for her again his hands were trembling. "I thought... Something had happened to you." He didn't elaborate; he couldn't. "But now you're here and... I can't let them hurt you... It's because of a plague, that's what Galahad said... Riley, I think one of them is me."
"If it saved anyone, perhaps I could... Could show them the mark. They wouldn't have to believe that everyone was dangerous."
But it wasn't going to be needed.
Because the others had figured out the clues, and with a loud click the door he was leaning against wasn't locked anymore.
He almost thought he was dreaming, looking baffled for a moment or two before he was wrenching his arms out of the bars and pushing it open to get out.
"Run! Run!" Yuki was urging just as he left the cell, reaching out for one of Riley's wrists to keep from losing her as he went for the corridor.
[Yuki's LEAVING]
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