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 Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2007 2:40 pm
"Of course. Take your time, there is no hurry." Adreanna replied with a soft smile. "I will be in the west garden when you are ready." She stepped around Tedelior without a second glance and began to make her way down the cooridor and towards the gardens.
A servant passed her in the hall, nearly dropping an armload of laundry in his hurry to bow to Adreanna. She smirked and stode past him, making a mental reminder to inquire about him later. Clearly he wasn't capable if he couldn't manage a proper bow while holding but a few garments. And she would not abide incompetance in her own home (jeez! I am seriosly mean! Is it like this with the rest of the players? I feel schizophrenic or something. Seriously, it's like this Adreanna person is trying to take over my personality).
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2007 3:18 pm
After his Lady disappeared, Tedelior felt himself shudder a bit. (Man, what an evil person. Wonder what she's like out of game. Feel sorry for her friends if she's really like that) Quickly suppressing his old self, Tedelior quickly went to the armory. Setting his stuff to the side, he grabbed his armor and sword, quickly putting them on his body. Then, he grabbed a staff, just cause he could.
After he had finished with all that good stuff, he walked off to go to the garden to find his Lady. Along the way, though, he noticed a man sneaking around. He was wearing a servant's garb, and was searching around, like he was looking for something. Further up the hallway, Tedelior noticed a basket of laundry. This caused the man to smile in a cruel way. Oh, a little fun along the way.
((Sorry, I had to steal your servant. Needed some guinea pig.))
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 2:00 pm
((A quick note I might have forgotten, black is Aric, green is Andreanna, olive is Rhotim, and I haven't picked a color for Tedelior.))
The capital city...
Merchants yelled and hawked their wares to the somber visitors of the city. It made no difference to them that the queen and prince were dead, besides, mourning was bad for business. The streets were filled with hundreds of people from across the kingdom and business would be good for the shops that lined the roads leading to the center of the city where the castle stood high above all other buildings. Only the Royal Academy neared it in height from its place on the western rim of the city, its neighbors the Averra Library to the south and the docks to the north.
Near eastern gates on the outer walls travel worn adventurers and knights stabled their mounts and rested their legs as they played popular dice games outside a number of taverns while a few dogs were chased by their bored pages and stableboys. A fight was erupting in one tavern, and many new faces turned to look while others continued on in their business as the noise of the familiar ruckus sounded along the streets....
Evienna Manor...
The house steward approached Andreanna in the gardens, bowing deeply as he spoke. Not once did he raise his eyes as he spoke,
"My lady, your carriage is prepared to leave, as are your posessions. We will arrive by noon if you allow us to pick up Magistress Evess in one of the towns on the way." he waited, still bowing, for her response.
The small town...
The young mage almost giggled when the stranger wandered into her father's restaurant. It had been a long time since she had seen anyone her own age in there, most traveler's were old, leering knights and their childish pages. She looked him over from her perch in the rafters and smiled. She had to admit he was decent looking, and there was something catlike about the way he walked. She stood up and balanced along the beams until she was overhead his table. She sat down, weaving a simple spell to ensure that he wouldn't see her as she watched him play with a silly coin.
A few other people were entering the building now and she glanced over, rolling her eyes in disgust as she saw the familiar knight from the Vamiri holdings swagger into the room with his two friends, a hulky pair of dimwits. He had been coming for almost three years straight, ever since she had turned thirteen. She sighed loudly and gasped, wondering if she could be heard over the relative quiet around the young man's corner table.
The knight continued to his usual table, closest to her stage, while her uncle and older brother wandered around tables, taking orders and payment.
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 6:41 pm
Rhotim people-watched for a little while until the waiter came with his milk. He took a sip and watched as three knights walked into the tavern as if they owned the place, sitting down at a table right up against the stage. He took another sip, then sharply looked up at some sound. He thought... he thought he had heard something. He glared suspiciously at the empty rafters then shook his head and looked back down. I guess I'm more tired than I thought. I'm starting to hear things....
He watched the knights some more. Cocky looking blokes. Nevermind, they weren't his business. He wondered idly if the show would start soon. He'd like to see it, but he needed to leave soon if he had any hope of catching a few winks before work.
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 9:03 pm
"Very well. Inform dear Tedelior for me." Adreanna replied cooly. At least this servant had proper manners (WHY DO I KEEP THINKING EVIL THOUGHTS!?!?). She turned on her heel and headed towards the main entrance, where she expected the carriage to be waiting. I do hope they coordinated the horse colors properly this time, she thought, I can hardly be seen in public with but one white horse and three black (Why?! Crazy snotty lady!).
Lady Adreanna came to an abrupt stop suddenly, cocking her head with a nasty look on her face as if she'd heard something she didn't like. (A deep chill ran down Adrea's spine. No way, she gasped inwardly. No way, no way. She's my character! She can't hear me!.... I mean... right?....
Adreanna smirked, and continued on her way.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2007 8:50 am
((I be blue, alright? And this rp still lives, Yay))
Standing up as straight as possible, Tedelior waltzed over to the "servant," intent on having his fun. He tapped the man on the shoulder, which caused him to jump skittishly. Why so jumpy, hmmm? Got something to hide, do we? Tedelior was having too much fun. It was because of this that his "playmates" called him the "Spider's Posion." Nothing could stop him, and when he started, he got what he wanted.
"What are you doing, and whom do you work for?" Tedelior was already into his barking form.
"L..La...Lady Adr...Adreanna. An...and I w.was only do..doing the lau...laun..laundry." The stuttering gave away more than anything, cand coupled with the fact that the man didn't look him in the eyes, like he required of all the other servants, only reaffirmed the fact that this was a thief.
"Likely story, considering your basket is ten feet down the hall, you are in front of a painting, and this urn has been disturbed from it's original position. What prevents me from killing a little rat right now, when the trap has already been sprung."
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