"You tell me. Even if we leave this room, whatever may be coming out will still be within the castle walls. And last I checked, we were still heavily under siege from the outside."
He rolled his shoulders, then adjusted his grip in his sword.
"Depending how this goes, we could either make a stand in here. Or out there. But first... we probably should do something about the bloody great knights who still seem determined to knock one anothers' brains out."
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 4:43 pm
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Trisha was very confused. Just when the wounded had finally started to dwindle down in the great hall, Gawain. Trisha had wanted to go to the offence with Lancelot. Surly he could use some help, and she might have like to watch the man in action. But it didn't seem to be an option. She was needed else where.
She had taken some time to prepare. Just enough to patch up a few more people and gather her own weapon. Leaving the sanctuary required it. Over all she fallowed Gawain whom was the knight she needed to help at this point. Trisha had listened to the speech about the sidhe, whom sounded like a dangerous lot.
Be true to herself. That was advice she would try to follow but when it came right down to it, once the fighting started, she didn't know what was right. Everything was wrong. they needed to work together, not fight each other. The king was missing? Trisha looked around and realized that the king had failed to make an appearance. If he wasn't here, was he dead? Was there any hope at all? Trisha looked at the mirror and the gate and just stood useless on the battle field as others tried to make decisions around her.
Some had elected to push the mirror and the gate together. that seemed to be the on decision. Would it work? Trisha could only hope that Morgan's plan would.
Trisha simply stood on the battle field and and watched the gate with wondering eyes, trying to figure out what their fate would be. With the shadows, or were they sidhe, coming, she wished she were up there doing the simple defense rather than down here, listening to the fighting and not know what to do at all. she turned herself to the door and waited, at least she would be ready for monsters.
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Na'ima shrugged. "We could incapacitate them if they're going to be completely useless, otherwise perhaps if those..things get in here they'll finally suck it up and take proper action." She crossed her arms, shaking her head. Neither of those options were pleasant. There had to be another way. "Is there a way to stop them from coming through at all, perhaps?"
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 4:58 pm
"Attack the.. great knights..?" Riley blanched with horror. "Do you all realize what you're saying?" Her words were whispered, hushed, as if they were all speaking blasphemy.
"How does violence beget anything other than more violence?"
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My character's name: Riley Illithadian Character's journal link:ok BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall, slender, graceful, and entirely obsessed with purity; Riley was raised from birth as a priestess of the light, and continues to follow the values and practices of her stringent sisterhood. She is always prepared with a ritual or a prayer to help purify anything necessary, especially the air and water surrounding them, or the earth beneath their feet. She does not like being touched, or looked at for very long, nor will she meet the gaze of a passerby for longer than is absolutely necessary. She is meek, humble, and completely unprepared for what lies ahead of her. Physical Description:CLICK HERE She wears an unadorned white medieval dress, and a belt of large, extremely heavy prayer beads as a constant burden to remind her of her duty. Her face is partially covered by a modesty veil, which hangs at the lower half of her face. Her eyes are grey, and her hair is black, with only the top layer matted into tight dreadlocks using beeswax - these are carefully wrapped and braided with purple and white ribbons. See this picture for an example of this hairstyle. Intricate filigree of some metal slips in and out of the top of her hair, weaving upward into delicate designs created with special religious significance in mind. Rank of character apprentice-knight Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
"Of course, I could always be wrong in my intuition. And perhaps this will go as Morgan stated, but I am taking caution. That does not look like anything that will aid us."
He glanced over at one of the others and shook his head.
"The great knights might know..."
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 5:05 pm
"Regardless of what the gate is doing, we made our choice as a group some of us." She moved to stand near Riley and Shun arms crossed, "When that gate opens it will either drag the darkness down inside of it and lock it away.... or let more of it spill out and finish the job that's already started outside."
She paused regarding the discussion of Knights, "You're going to hate me for this Riley but given what Morgan said to us earlier, I would not object to the mirror opening up and simply grabbing him before it shut. That alone is enough of a victory for me..."
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Damien shared Riley's sentiment. "You are speaking of attacking those that can provide excellent support, more so than we could on our own." he was aghast at the thought of felling those whom they were sworn to.
Even if they themselves were dead set on spilling each others blood to pay attention to the darkness gathering in front of the gate mirror combination. "Do you know the severity of the words you are speaking?"
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"I never said it was a good idea, just an idea. I'd rather not attack them myself, but would speaking to them even work? They're so...distracted..we would have to get not only their attention but the attention of those attacking them." Idiots.
Na'ima frowned and looked to the woman speaking of Morgan. "What did he say?" Her eyes narrowed. So far Morgan had yet to do something wrong in her presence. What had she missed?
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Noemi wasn't far from the other knights, quietly sliding up to Riley's side to offer the white knight support. Like her, she didn't think violence with each other or against the great knights was the way.
"We should remember that we are knights still, the mirror and gate, they are of no consequence to us yet. But anything that comes into this room?" Her gaze fell to the battling knights and she sighed.
"How can you stop three, with words or attacks at all?" Her gaze fell to the blue symbol on her knight's crest, the path she had chosen.
"Did the knights say anything else before their arguement started? What of the other great knights?"
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 5:20 pm
After being saved by Lancelot -- oh, thank the Great King for Lancelot -- Ignatius easily fell back with Percival, both relieved that they had succeeded in their task after all -- and he knew they would, that was why he was so confident and cheerful of course -- and determined to find out whatever their next task would be.
He was not expecting their next task to be following after Percival because Morgan was up to something "foolish," however, and Ignatius bit his lip as the only visible show of his nerves. Were the Knights turning against each other? This was no time for this. Turning against each other would not help them right now. If they turned against each other now, that meant that some of their divisions might be missing their leaders. If they were missing their leaders, there would be no one to lead them, and everything would fall into further chaos. Further chaos could only mean that the horsemen would break through, with their riders, or those airbourne shadowlings, anyway. They would swoop down and --
Ignatius' mind was going a million miles a minute until it slammed on pause and noticed the word 'sidhe.' There was something else to worry about?
They would have to defeat them just like everything else, of course. They had taken down those invaders on the bridge, after all! Certainly they could handle a little sidhe, whatever those were.
As the fighting broke out between the three Great Knights, Ignatius had to admit that he personally agreed the most with Percival -- it seemed he mostly just wanted to hold back and defend this grand relic from anyone using it, at all, until they could get more information or at least the Great King's opinion. Where was the Great King, though?
It seemed not many agreed with the stance of evaluation, though, and several knight apprentices attacked the gate, with several more shoving the gate into the mirror. Ignatius watched, anxiously, as the shadows began to dance inside the mirror, the gate no longer able to be retrieved from it.
He hoped that was not the wrong choice.
Ignatius' eyes shifted to Percival, Gawain, and Morgan, wondering if any of them would notice what had happened between all of their fighting. Perhaps he should go to Percival... Why were his fellow knight-apprentices attacking him or the others? That was most definitely a bad idea.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 5:36 pm
[Entering - Yuki]
Yuki had gone amongst the others to follow Percival, suspicious and concerned the moment that he'd heard the Great Knight utter Morgan's name. What little he knew of the man, he was not someone whom Yuki would trust. A cruel personality said a lot about him, as far as he was concerned, and his show in the banquet hall had gone to prove that there was nothing desirable about Morgan's personality. He was an arrogant, sexist b*****d.
While it might have been unwise to go by that alone, Yuki was determined to avoid or stop Morgan's own plotting if given the chance.
He wasn't sure where they were going, but it gave him plenty of time to mull over what might possibly lie deep down beneath the castle.
He'd expected something much less beautiful, less extravagant. Yuki's eyes widened at the sight of such riches, in awe rather than envy. The appreciation for what he saw was short-lived, as anxiety knotted in his stomach. He wasn't sure why, but he directed his full attention to the others present and the three Great Knights as they began to argue between one another.
And then that argument turned into violence.
Yuki's grip on his flail tightened, his muscles going tense and his mind struggling to think of just what he was supposed to do. What was right? What if he made the wrong choice?
He was certain of only one thing; Morgan had to be stopped.
[ "Exit" - Challenging Morgan ]
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 5:48 pm
She shuddered in surprise as familiar faces began to close in, standing beside her in support - and yet - so close - too close - her eyes fluttered from one to another, like an animal trapped in a corner.
"Yes, I, thank you, good point - " None of what she was saying made sense, because she was panicking, and she did not do well in panic mode. She couldn't slide away, but she was just in time to see Yuki walk boldly towards Percival, anger set in his eyes. Her panic turned to disappointment, and somehow, that was easier to deal with in a crowd.
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My character's name: Riley Illithadian Character's journal link:ok BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall, slender, graceful, and entirely obsessed with purity; Riley was raised from birth as a priestess of the light, and continues to follow the values and practices of her stringent sisterhood. She is always prepared with a ritual or a prayer to help purify anything necessary, especially the air and water surrounding them, or the earth beneath their feet. She does not like being touched, or looked at for very long, nor will she meet the gaze of a passerby for longer than is absolutely necessary. She is meek, humble, and completely unprepared for what lies ahead of her. Physical Description:CLICK HERE She wears an unadorned white medieval dress, and a belt of large, extremely heavy prayer beads as a constant burden to remind her of her duty. Her face is partially covered by a modesty veil, which hangs at the lower half of her face. Her eyes are grey, and her hair is black, with only the top layer matted into tight dreadlocks using beeswax - these are carefully wrapped and braided with purple and white ribbons. See this picture for an example of this hairstyle. Intricate filigree of some metal slips in and out of the top of her hair, weaving upward into delicate designs created with special religious significance in mind. Rank of character apprentice-knight Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
Though she made sure to give each knight around a wide berth, she was more drawn to Riley's side as she actually knew the white knight. And because she had been watching her reactions, she could tell the tenseness in Riley's body at the helm of what could possibly be a small attack.
First Kostya with his ground ideology and now Violence. She didn't think the white knight had a small break.
"Miss....Riley?" Noemi touched her arm gently, trying to ease the woman. "Are you okay?" She had never comforted someone here before, so....she kind of just went with the gut, hugs are probably good.
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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: Sun May 10, 2015 5:59 pm
[ kostya - entering ] [ 3 action points remain ]
Kostya trailed in late, after observing the situation to the best of his ability from the shadowy rafters above.
"Oh," he said, a nigh lascivious grin splitting his face, "is hope not enough to keep you afloat, Riley?"
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With dark brown hair and two days of stubble, Kostya is a rugged, attractive knight. Although he's not the tallest among the knights-- measuring in at only 5'7"-- his body is honed from the training he did in and around his native villages, sleek and whipcord strong. He prefers to work at range, utilizing a large crossbow as his weapon of choice.
In personality, Kostya leans towards the stoic, although a cruel streak in him leads to humor at other people's expenses. He traditionally carries around a small flagon of alcohol, acquired through whatever means necessary. He lacks true compassion, and cannot process empathy in any significant amount, leading him to take advantage of lesser folk-- by manipulation or force-- to get what he wants.
Na'ima looked to the red-headed knight that approached them with concerns. "Mm, they said a lot of things. Some..worrying..." She narrowed her eyes, looking to the fighting Great Knights. "One of them disrespected the king, even. Not a fan of that little quip, even an absent king is still a king." Shaking her head, she opened her mouth to continue on until the girl suddenly..hugged...the fainting priestess? Was that was was happening there? "Ah..is she all right?" She frowned. "Does she require a healer?"
She took a few steps toward the pair until another voice called down from above. Amber golden eyes glanced up, and then rolled to the side and finally laid upon the two ladies. "How is she?"
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My character's name: Na'ima Saab Character's journal link:Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERSee here 5'9", dark skin, black dreadlock hair, amber gold eyes. Long-limbs, agile. Wearing a long black dress with high slits up to her hips, and tall black boots accented with red. There is a tattoo on the inside of her left wrist of a single black and red-feathered wing. Na'ima is quiet and keeps to herself, and is usually seen with a black scarf wrapped around her head like a hood to attempt to hide most of her facial features. Approach at your own risk? Rank of character knight-apprentice
