He smiled a little at the blonde woman, because even with her annoyance, he thought she seemed rather nice all the same. Llyr bowed his head respectfully towards her in a gesture of dutiful appreciation that she spoke her mind.
"I suppose," he said, shifting his feet. "You seem rather capable." His eyes went to the pale haired man whose height was similar to his own.
"Any luck?" Llyr asked tentatively, peering curiously around. "Did I hear that one has found our missing map?"
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My character's name: Llyrendil Character's journal:Here! BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: See avi! Character rank: Apprentice - Knight
medigel
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 8:31 pm
Either the apprentices had incredible luck or the Great Knights were very clumsy and idiotic about placing their maps in easily-forgotten places. He folded his hands together as he tried not to let the judgement cross his face. Perhaps this was fate (did he even believe in fate?) telling him to actually follow orders and embark on an expedition.
"I suppose I shall help look for...the King as well," he reluctantly volunteered with a polite smile.
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My character's name: TK Character's journal link:link BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall and incredibly skinny; seems like the wind could blow him down. Incredibly-pale skin with hollow cheeks and sunken eyes. Golden eyes. Rank of character 1d4
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 8:33 pm
Dillon could feel his blush deepen as the lady returned his answer with a smile. W-Well this was … He turned his head to the side, hand over his mouth as he tried to hide the small grin.
Amidst all this, he could feel an ominous aura creeping over his back, coming from Robert as he would expect. The punch on the shoulder was a lot heavier than his reaction betrayed.
“Ah yes, I would certainly be most glad to,” Dillon spoke with a knowing tone as to what this practice sparring was to be about. “But do you not suppose we would be of better service to our Knight Sirs by going on this expedition?”
He was most definitely not running away.
“I will go,” he echoed Shun, getting up and bowing before the Knight Gawain.
A challenging look was cast at Robert. The time to prove their worth was now.
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My character's name: Dillon Avery Character's journal link:here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A average looking young man who appears slightly more rugged due to recent events. Has a light-hearted demeanor, although often caught spacing out in deep thought Rank of character Apprentice Knight Sacred Points obtained: /100
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Zoobey
Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 8:36 pm
"Yes, yes," the Green Knight waved absently at the volunteers, "nobility and honour await you and all that. If you do make it back, I would appreciate a summary of your valiant efforts. Especially if they involve the appearance of our King. Now, take this," he gave the first piece of parchment to Shun, "and let the stablemaster know. I would advise a group, but we all know how you knights are about advice and such. Prove yourselves and maybe one day you will obtain a sacred weapon and be a true knight. A sacred weapon perfected by me, might I add."
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QUEST START: ON SEARCH OF THE GREAT KING
- the PRP subforum has now unlocked! Go to this subforum and read this thread. Select a group (or go solo) of however many people you'd like (max of 3) and go ahead and embark on your quest to find the Great King.
- Where it says to go on a quest for an artifact, just replace that with the quest to find the Great King. However, at the end, unbeknownst to your characters, instead of finding the location of the king, they can bring back one of the artifacts (of choice, pick one from the first post). That is IF THEY SUCCEED. If theu fail, they can simply come back empty handed, after spending a bit recovering.
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 8:38 pm
What Mildred lacked in vision was accounted for by other methods of observation, and though she could still not recognize him as more than a sun-knight, she understood that something was wrong with the sun-knight, and that something was causing him to be curiously tense in response.
This was strange; wasn't he the one who brought up the topic of books? Why was he so distressed about them now? And the second of the men appeared almost ill at the moment, with his hand over his mouth. This was wholly perplexing.
There was a strong chance that this distress was somehow her fault, and she felt an obligation to at least attempt to repair any damage that might have been done. The latter of the two seemed to have recovered, but the first...
She carefully placed the tome in her lap, and reached with both hands to grasp just one of his clenched fists, which was all that her small hands could manage.
Then she adjusted her trajectory, and actually grasped it, rather than the blur she'd just passed through. Once there, she gently attempted to slip her fingers around his, in an effort to wrench the fist into a much less concerning hand position.
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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. 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.
But she does not have glasses. Rank of character Apprentice-Knight Sacred Points obtained: 0/100
Nio Love
Zyphiris
Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 8:40 pm
"Help find? I guess." he shrugged. King? Missing? Just because they couldn't find the king didn't mean he was really missing. People tended to worry too much about the small things. The king probably got busy, maybe with a lady.
But... Micheal certainly did not mind going out.
"Hey yeah did you find the map? I'll go out and look." Rather get to know the area, but that was beyond the point.
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My character's name: Micheal Character's journal link:linklink BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall and well build it is clear that Micheal once worked hard for a living. His hands contain calluses from handling a plow. His face is tanned along with ever bit of exposed skin, a testament to how long he was out in it. On his right arm is a series of scars as well as a tattoo of a tiger. Under the jacket on his shoulder is another tattoo of a star.
Micheal has a nice red cloak that was torn at some point. He still wears it. he also has a tool belt full of little items designed to be helpful in a bad situation. Over his shoulder he has a heavy ax slung which he carries with ease. He has a smile full of adventure, and a touch of mischief.
"Ah yes, perfect!" Galahad took the map from Estel and laid it on one of the many library tables. "Let's see now-"
-"So we are located here-" he pointed to the big dot at the center -"and there are four separate directions to go to find him. To the east are the winding valleys, they are home of course to the horsemen clans. The north are the mountains, nobody ever goes there, and the west the eternal forests. The King has only been reported missing for half a day, which means half a day either on foot or by horse. The question is, which direction is most likely. If I were a King looking for something which way would I go?" He spoke the last part half inquiringly to himself, and half as an open question to others.
luridel
Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 8:45 pm
[ mmur time ]
Mmur skirted around a loud, rippling man, several old codgers, and a bunch of bowing, eager sorts. Bowing was grand, and he had vowed toREMEMBER HIS PLACEand all of that, but maybe his place was sitting on the ground just to the left of a halberd-wielding woman's knees. Yes, he thought it might be. For now.
He waved up at the woman and the guy with the axe nearby, then turned his attention to the green knight.
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My character's name: Mmur Character's journal link:x BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark brown hair, medium brown skin, blue eyes, skinny, 5'10", flail, medieval underwear. Can't read. Rank of character Knight-Apprentice Sacred Points obtained: 0/100
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 8:46 pm
Shun took the parchment and nodded curtly. He didn't bother attempting to read it. That would be futile. That aside, it wasn't for his own sake anyway. It was probably some sort of requisition order to the Stablemaster. He didn't leave to embark on this quest just yet. With a tilt of his head, he moved in towards the location of where the map was being laid out and listened carefully.
"That would depend on what he is looking for exactly. If he is seeking something from the clans, he would go into the valley, as bloody dangerous as that would be. The mountains may be a place of refuge... and I have no clue what the hell is in the forests to begin with," he murmured lowly, studying the map. This would be good to keep in mind.
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My character's name: Shun Kuroda Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark haired and cloaked. A sheathed katana rests at his waist. Rank of character apprentice-knight Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
Zoobey
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 8:52 pm
"But is the king the sort of man to go alone to a place as dangerous as the eastern valleys?" Estel asked. She had never met him, but perhaps Galahad would know.
She looked at Shun, then at Johan. "You two are injured, and you still want to go search? In that case, I'm coming with you." It didn't sound like she was actually asking their permission.
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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: 0/100
Was this rodent calling him out on his ability to be a knight? He was forfeiting his life! Robert would squash him like a bug! Even if he had no chance with the jewel, he would -
A shudder went through his body, starting from his fury addled brain and ending at his very tips of his toes. His body relaxed into something more tolerable, when he lifted his hand and saw the sight of her tiny, perfect hand in his. She was trying to comfort him, to ease his tension, and even more unbelievably, she was succeeding. He felt like he would melt at any moment, simply because she was holding his hand.
And then, the arrogance came. His eyes flickered to Dillon's, and his face crunched up in absolute victory. There was no subtlety involved in his expression - he was acting like he'd won, when all he'd actually done was get her to feel enough pity to hold his hand.
He'd take it. Winner.
"OF COURSE WE WILL VENTURE FORTH." Robert screamed out, bold as ever. "And we will succeed! Come, my lady! VICTORY AWAITS!"
He turned, storming forward, and conveniently forgetting to let go of poor Mimsy's hand.
Zyphiris
Nothing Yet
Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 9:02 pm
"Allies?" Jack suggested after Shun, scanning the map curiously. "It wouldn't make sense for the Great King to venture out towards the horsemen on his own, not when he's been gathering us together. Camelot might not be the last refuge for the living."
Zoobey
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My character's name: Jack Hawthorn Character's journal link:xxx BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER [ x ] Talltalltall, sharp green eyes, blond hair, jagged scar on left side of face, somewhat stoic look Rank of character Knight-apprentice (1d4)
The scroll was still in her hand, Yu pondered if she had chosen the right Great Knight to follow. The cuff bracelet was the main reason she picked The Code of the Lion, but, if Galahad treated people differently based on their appearances, then she should re-consider it.
Man.
She sighed, before she walked over to join the discussion.
"...We should know the King's personality before we make any guess. So what's the Great King like?"
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My character's name:Huang Lan Yu (Yu) Character's journal link: Shoot the arrow ➵ BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Yu is a tall and slim lady who's a bit clueless sometimes, she's diligent and serious as an apprentice who was the loyal believer of practice makes perfect. Like a beautiful dark elf archer, her long hair was braided and cascaded over her shoulder.
Although a longbow user, she can be ferocious as a lion, making use of the poisons and various plants to empower the damage output. Her interests in plants gained her the name of "witch" but her goal was to become a hero like her parents. She wore male outfits normally, inside her rose gold light armor. It was used, with many scratches all over it.
The metal cuff bracelet was the only thing she possessed as a survivor. Rank of character: Apprentice - 1d4
Zoobey
Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 9:08 pm
Galahad's expression darkened at the mention of the horsemen involved with the Great King. "Well," he began slowly in response to Yu's question, "if I had to place a personality on our King, I would say he is very deliberate. Nothing to him is done without purpose, and I fear his next action maybe be extremely... deliberate."
There was a very heavy insinuation with those words followed by a long pause.
"Forgive me," Galahad finally said, "I have gotten ahead of myself. You may keep the map, I need time to think on my own." He nodded to Gawain and dismissed himself faster than anyone else could ask questions.
Shayne blinked endless at Shun's comment about not having friends. Short after, he frowned a bit. After it sank in a bit. "I'm sorry." The redhead boy apology as he believed he did something wrong. "I just want to help..." Shayne began to explain to Shun, but he was cut short by the Two Great Knight. Which he got lost on what's going on around him.
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My character's name:Shayne McRotten Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Shayne's look's green eyes, shaggy gingery hair which is in a pony tail, and pale skin. Rank of characterapprentice-knights.
