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 Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2012 11:19 pm
Issimenna Sorrian  Was Gallion on a ship? It was fully possible that he could have found a place. But would he have sought refuge when he couldn't find her? The man was so dedicated to his duty, so loyal to Oban and Lucheston there's no way he would have shirked his responsibilities. She shuddered at the idea of him swimming through the water looking for her. "The inn sank. If you could just take me back to port, I can find my way from there." She noticed the open stares from the crew members. Why did I choose Nanette? She thought to herself. Why not Jenetty or Adenna? Or any other of the thin, plain looking ladies in waiting in her old entourage. Nanette was thinner than Menna's own form, but she was just as gorgeous. Even the man in front of her stared a bit longer than necessary, though he was more discreet.
It wasn't long before the question she was dreading came. "You haven't even told me your name." Since her facade was a noblewoman, she could allow some royal habits to resurface. "Am I not allowed to thank my rescuer?" It came off a bit more coy than she was intending to. Behind the Trisserion was a married princess and she had to remember that. "I am Eira Trisserion. My brother and I were traveling. I'm afraid I've been very sheltered a large portion of my life. My father promised me I could see the world when I was old enough." It was believable enough, part truth part lie. And it would explain why she wasn't that privy to the ways of the world.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2012 11:47 pm
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Iolus Sand
╚══════════════╝☆ ★ AN→ EYE→ FOR→ AN→ EYE ★ ☆ ▀ ▄ ■ □ □ ■ ▄ ▀
☂ "Ah, one of royal blood, I am not worthy..But if ye must...." He then looked up to her, straightening his back as he slowly took the few steps required o be standing in front of her.He then gently took her left hand with his right as he leaned forward and gently planted a kiss to the top of her soft fingers. Then straightened his back once more. "I'm but a traveler....my Queen...." He then removed himself from being to close to her. "Your presence aboard is enough for thanks." He couldn't help the grin with that remark.
 ☂ With that he turned himself to face the vast ocean, it is true that they could possibly pick up her brother, but hey, why not make it more difficult than it should be? He listened in o what she spoke of her life being so closed from the outside world. And she was an unfortunate soul to have to be separated from the only family willing to protect her from the ugly truth like himself. iolus was more than considering to holding her for ransom, then again, hostages always end up being to much work.
☂ "Yer father was right..." The wood elf started he then looked to her form one last time. "Ye should o stayed home where it be safe.....The world is an unpredictable sight. Sure it holds its dangers....But also its beauties.." He remarked towards her. Iolus let out a scoff to his own words before smiling off to the Ocean. "We'll get ya to your destination soon enough...." He added one last time.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2012 11:15 pm
Issimenna Sorrian Menna was extremely on edge as she watched him bow. Of course she was accustomed to it, but he was acting as if she was a princess, even going so far as to call her royal blood. "I thank you, but I'm no Queen." It was eerily similar to what she'd said to Gallion. "I would just like to find my brother again. We need to get back to our travels. I'd hate to get behind schedule, I need to be back home at a certain time." She was surprised at herself. The ruse with Garanoff had given her courage when it came to lying.
Menna listened to his words about danger. She couldn't hold in a scoffing laugh. That, at least, had a reasonable explanation. "As I've just near drowned, I think I understand that much." She followed his gaze to the ocean. She was certain he'd noticed Nanette's form. She wondered what he'd say about her own. No use wondering that. She scolded herself. He's never going to see it. He'd only ever know her as Eira Triserrion, and that was for the best.
[[OOC: It occurs to me if he tries to act on that hostage plan it would force her to come clean.]]
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 2:08 pm
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Iolus Sand
╚══════════════╝☆ ★ AN→ EYE→ FOR→ AN→ EYE ★ ☆ ▀ ▄ ■ □ □ ■ ▄ ▀ ☂ From under his hood, his long pointed ears flicked to the sound of her sarcastic tone in laughter. It would appears she has yet to truly grasp what danger really is. "Do not worry, we will get to your destination...however..." He then turned to face her, his men surrounding the two with dark glances and wide grins.
☂ He began to slowly make advancements towards the woman, his hands at his side, while his hood continued to obscure his facial features, while showing off that grin of his. "Do you truly understand dangers of life? How do you know I wont just hold you for ransom? I could easily toss you off bored and let the waves wipe you away, or maybe tie you up, dangle you over the ship and tease the sharks below."
☂ He teased while stopping mid way towards her. Surely it was cruel to even suggest this to her, heck, even the thought of actually doing it, was going to far. But then again, she did seem to be hiding something, but what? Is she truly who she says she is? The thought of such, danced in his mind.
☂ "It would be a good way to get information wouldn't you agree?" He once again cooed. Perhaps giving her a good scare wouldn't be all to bad, it did bother him to know that fact that she believes that danger is simply the cost of swallowing water when it can be much more. Like getting burned slowly by the iron rod, or gutted to the point where you can see your own stomach, or the thrill of wandering into the dark abyss and not know where the ground starts and where it ends, or even what may lurk in your path.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 6:15 pm
Issimenna Sorrian Menna's felt sick to her stomach at the things he mentioned. He knew enough that she was hiding something. But she couldn't reveal who she was. If thinking she was from a noble family was enough for a ransom, what would he do if he was talking to royalty? But there was no other plausible story. She was completely and utterly trapped. But that didn't mean she couldn't control the damage. "You don't honestly expect me to reveal all my secrets in front of everyone, do you?" Seeing her father and father-in-law deal with threats had showed her how to handle things. The more fear you showed, the more they took advantage of you.
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2013 9:23 pm
Gallion
Legend of Garnoff
Among the waves of the sea caught in the tempest about them, only the few minor vessels managed to stay afloat. The rain pounded against their small wooden planks to slide between the railings and rejoin the Gallows Sea as the ships tilted in the growing waves. Sounds of thunder rolled through the half floating city, and the calls of merchant schooners among other crafts were swept away by the howling wind. One such sound caught the ears of a crew member aboard, though this rather particular thud appeared more unusual to him.
Turning upon his grimy soaked heels from the sight of the young noble woman to face this sudden appearance the deck hand found a rather soaked man staring back at him, his long hair and well trimmed beard dripping heavily with the salty waters. Not a moment passed before this very man spoke in a rather deep and booming voice to carry over the deck and thunder alike.
"I'll ask that you not frighten my dear sister." He proclaimed, though to cut through the rough waters seemed to had drained his energy by a small portion. "She's not so keen to our cruel world thanks ta our father." Gallion proclaimed, his voice thick with the accent native to the Triserrion family, the name that had fast become their comrade in forging such a ruse.
Waving his hand in order to request that the men form a path between he and the young woman, the knight stepped forwards to regain a more protective proximity.
It had been quite difficult to reach this point for the man once clad in Garnoff's silver, for he was forced to swim bearing heavy equipment through the rising waves which had toppled more than one vessel in his path. Along side this struggle, the man could not see within the night that was present and remains still, and had to rely upon his dengen sensing alone to locate the young queen. As she had been torn away through the rubble of the city's harbors towards a distant ship, Gallion was pressed even further, cutting through the water with all haste to catch the transport before it drifted out of reach. Only by riding the waves which smashed upon it's side was he able to take hold of a cannon hole and climb to the deck above.
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2013 8:51 pm
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Iolus Sand
╚══════════════╝☆ ★ AN→ EYE→ FOR→ AN→ EYE ★ ☆ ▀ ▄ ■ □ □ ■ ▄ ▀ ((I'm a bit confused as to the last post, so I'm just gonna go on a whim here, pm me to let me know if I need to edit my post.)) ☂ Iolus heard the reply of the woman and simply gave her another look over. Now it was clear she was hiding something. "Yes, I actually do expect you to talk, with my men out here." He finally responded to the other.
☂ She was defiantly the looker, he wondered what her story was all about, why the secrets? Why was it important to be with her brother so much? There was some sort of fascinating story behind all of this but as to how he would attain that was the thought that danced around in his mind.
☂ Just as he was about to further advance towards the woman, he was stopped by the odd appearance of a drenched heavy armored man who, in a way, demanded his men to simply step aside. He even went as far as to telling off Iolus. With the whole blame it on dad but stray away from frightening his sister....or something like that. But the fact that he dared wave a hand to ward of his men....
☂ -The elf glared back on his men, till they responded by regrouping, crowding the two further more. They were aboard HIS ship, HIS crew that he hired, and they were going to following HIS rules. "Uh-huh....." He trailed off before looking back to Menna. "Well, you got your brother back....I'll drop you off the dock....." He added before turning away from the two and allowed his men to go back to work. He went to the wheel, and started to turn the boat to head back to the docks.
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2013 9:03 pm
Issimenna Sorrian Menna breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Gallion climbing over the edge of the boat. They were still heavily outnumbered, but she hoped the the legend knew what to do. She looked back to the boat's captain, not believing for a moment that he actually intended to drop them back off at the deck. She'd slipped up enough to let him know there was something strange going on and he looked incredibly intrigued to find out the whole of it. She moved toward Gallion, taking a small step behind him. It was important to play the role of the younger sister, not the princess. "I'm sorry." She said almost inaudibly. She listened intently to his accent, making a note of how he said the vowels, which consonants were heavier than others. She had to perfect this ruse.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 7:44 pm
Gallion
Legend of Garnoff
For the moments that passed where the men of the vessel had denied him passage to step forth towards his "beloved sister", Gallion stood prepared to place their numbers against them should they turn hostile. It was more clear to him here than the waters of the Giving's Ocean that their current host was a man who preffered the position of command, and may exercise said position against their favor just to prove the point. With some patience however, to the warrior's relief, the crew dispersed into their sections of work, allowing for the young queen to rejoin his side.
"Don' be sorry sister. Is just the way o' these people." Gallion began, using a low tone that emphasized upon his wish for a private conversation yet remained loud enough to avoid suspicion. "Beyond the walls o' Elvont, people would likely only act kindly in return fur something." Beyond the ruse and the heavy downpour of rain, the elite Silver Knight attempted to relay the message discreetly. They want something, though I'm not sure what yet..... Leading the young woman with his arm, the man attempted to guide the target of his protection down below deck, somewhere far more difficult for others to track their movements.
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 10:44 pm
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Iolus Sand
╚══════════════╝☆ ★ AN→ EYE→ FOR→ AN→ EYE ★ ☆ ▀ ▄ ■ □ □ ■ ▄ ▀ ☂ Giving the two a look over before consulting with one of the ship mates, Iolus asked a favor to keep an ear and a good eye open to those two. See if they'll spill anything important, that sort of like. The man nodded his head in agreement and went to pass the word, so as to make sure that if and when such information were to spill, he would know of it.
☂ For the mean time though, he wouldn't mind making so complications of his own, as in, getting to know that lovely woman aboard. perhaps swaying her to favor him might be a pleasant way of getting information. Just the thought of her head arching back with a moan of his name, the idea of kissing upon those soft legs of hers.
☂ Iolus quickly shook his head as he directed the ship back to port, the sight of the place was just moments away, for the moment of now, he had to take a cold dip in the water if it were possible, but he couldn't stop thinking of being able to have a woman alone....Just as his ship pulled up top the docking bay, He quickly cleared his throat, heading back to the two.
☂ Meanwhile one of his members stated that nothing was announced and simply left Iolus to tend to his "guests". Looking them over for a quick glance; "We're back to Grand Port....If ye need to head in a new location over seas....I'm available..." He remarked towards the female with a wink of his right scared eye, before taking a step to the side to let them off. "Until we meet again..." With that, the hooded elf walked off to tend to his men, tying up the boat to stay docked until further notice. perhaps he can restock on supplies before making another long voyage.
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2013 7:45 pm
Issimenna Sorrian Menna was a bit surprised at the way the man left them alone. She waited for a catch. Something along the lines of "we'll get you back to port if...". But when he came down to announce they were back at Grand Port, there was no added catch. She looked to Gallion, back to the role of quiet younger sister. It was clear from the man's tone that he hoped they would be in need of his assistance. It was true they would be in need of a ship, but she doubted they could journey without incident. She was sheltered, but even a young girl could understand his look. Part of her wanted to tell him she was married and to a man that could easily best him in most fighting techniques. but she had to keep with the charade. So she followed Gallion above deck, constantly on alert that they would change their minds. She brought a hand to place it over the ring, which still hung beneath the cloth of her dress.
As Menna and Gallion disembarked, the gravity of the situation occured to the young princess. She'd been threatened twice in two days by men who didn't even know her identity. The world was much more dangerous than she'd accounted for. She waited on the dock, trying to calm her nerves while Gallion bought their way on a north-bound caravan. The crew was a bit confused as to why members of a noble family would be heading into the mountains, but the gold was enough to keep their curiosity quiet. Menna got into one of the wagons with a few other women. No one was keen on talking and she didn't mind. She leaned back against her seat and closed her eyes as they moved closer to the Fountain of Mastery.
[EXIT to the Fountain of Mastery]((OOC: I hope you guys don't mind, but as we seem to be at a standstill here, I'm gonna go ahead and skip the boring "getting there" part. We could always have fun with an Iolus storyline later (for instance, if he decides for whatever reason to visit Garanoff and realizes just who was on his ship).
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Posted: Wed Jan 16, 2013 6:07 pm
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Iolus Sand
╚══════════════╝☆ ★ AN→ EYE→ FOR→ AN→ EYE ★ ☆ ▀ ▄ ■ □ □ ■ ▄ ▀ ((I was waiting on the captain to make the post before responding lol)) ☂ Ilous watched as the two left and headed inside separate carriages. At this time, the male elf was already on port, headed into town to restock on some items that he would need. He thought it was a waste to not have kept them as his prisoners, but at the same time it was fun fooling around with the young lass.
☂ Sadly though, he didn't get the joys of sharing a bed with her either, alas, there is always another time, another girl. It was this thought that brought back his smile, for now, it might be wise to head into a big city, maybe offer his service to someone in which he could scam his way into a better life.
☂ So in the mean time, Ilous finished up his gathering, and hand his men take the items back to the ship. As of now, he thought to finish up what little business he had left in town before deciding to get back to his ship where his men greeted with smug expressions.
☂ He dismissed them and order for each men to prepare the sails, to life the anchor, and to ready to take off. As the sails were released, the anchor brought back inside, the ship began to slowly depart from the Grand Port. ((Exit))
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 4:51 pm
 Reaver was asleep on a hammock in his quarters when the Stormfeller closed in on the Grand Port. CLANG CLANG rang the bell, and Reaver woke with a start, and fell right off the hammock. Reaver got up from the floor and looked around the small cabin. Two bells? What did the captain say an emergency signal was.....Oh right, that was four bells. thought Reaver as he got himself ready for another day filled with water. He walked over to the corner and put on his cloak. He also rechecked the contents of his bag, so as to check that the ink hadn't opened while on board of the ship. After making sure everything was in order, he walked over and grabbed Justice. He drew the single edged short sword from its sheath. He moved himself into a fighting stance and began to swing Justice toward some invisible foe. He then put the blue edged blade back in its scabbard and walked out on the deck. "LOWER the SAILS, THE PORTS RIGHT BEFORE US!" shouted the captain to the hustling crew as they readied themselves to dock.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2013 11:39 pm
 ➽ T h e N a m e I s ➽ R i a' k o
❤ K a' l y m !
♚ T h e K e n t a u r i d e s ♚
L o s t → P R I DE ← ▧ ▧ ▧ ▧ ▧ ▧ ▧ ▧ ▧ ▧ ▧ ▧ ▧ ▧ ▧ ▧ ▧ ▧ ▧ ▧ ▧ ▧ ▧ ▧ ➽ [ENTER] Being that her own journey would have to wait, the captain had decided to take a quick stop at the grand port to restock on supplies. Meanwhile, this would be a great chance to visit the church and ask for aid in healing this poor soul who still remained on her back. Upon docking, she witnessed a nearby ship which was also doing the same.
➽ As they came to be secured enough to head off into town, Riako, carefully trots off the plank board before heading her way into town, asking about for the aid of a priest. Luckily a healer was in town, to which she went to get the aid required for this man who was badly hurt. The healer request for Ria'ko to set him down so that she may apply the right herbs. Doing just that, Ria'ko carefully set Chris down on the table, and watched the healing Degen user do her work. Slowly but surely, the wounds on the man were closing up. Be it that he would need to rest for a while before going off into battle again let alone walk.
➽ It was during this time, that Ria'ko sat down on all fours, and waited by his side. Sure she didn't have to nor was she obligated, but it was in her code to do as such. Another code of honor, prevented her from simply ditching the poor fellow and going about her business. When that Degen Master tried to strike at her when she had her back against him, he made it her business...."Tell me....What are your names?" She thought to ask the female demon to strike up an odd conversation.
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2013 3:02 am
 ☆Kå† Ä¥åmå☆ The Striped Demon Kat followed the Centaur into town, her walk somewhat one-sided. The demon did walk on all fours, so it was more than noticeable. She didn't want to slow the Centaur down, so Kat ignored her pain and followed silently. Kat watched as the centaur got help for Chris. She said nothing as the healer did her works. Kat was so tempted to just walk away, and leave everything behind. It was not her job to stay here a babysit Chris with a centaur. The thief certainly appreciated the help, but she wasn't going to dwell around these two too long. Kat's thoughts were interrupted by the Centuars voice. "I'm Kat." she said bluntly. "And that's Chris." Kat laid down on her stomach, and curled her tail over her wound. Kat needed to go find some clothes soon, since changing into her original form left her last pair shredded. It didn't matter too much though, she was indeed furry, and could walk about without clothing.
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