He squeaked loudly, bumping his head against the bottom of the table as Horace kicked the box, but at least something fell out. Wilson grabbed it and frantically added it to the pile. "Um, not anymore, I think." He spread out the words across the table (where he could...thanks Thack.)
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 3:44 pm
The apology was insufficient, but any apology would have been. Mildred waited until she felt confident that her point had been made, before glancing towards the masked knight who spoke of Morgan and brotherhood.
"Why?" she asked, her eyes glimmering with curiosity. "So you can kill him as well?"
There was no anger in her inquiry - just a smug, intrigued sense of I know what you did, before she bent to gather up the pieces of the cylindrical instrument, just to hold.
"I would have liked to show you what I once saw." She told Robert, audibly crestfallen. "I cannot see the heavens without these instruments. You can, but we can never share it. Not simultaneously."
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 3:49 pm
Horace felt his eyebrows rise into his hairline as Wilson verily scuttled the paper away and to the table. It reminded him, vaguely, of how the knights had rushed to move the gate in the treasure room. Was everyone so keen on rushing into danger that they ran around like chickens with their heads cut off? He made his way over to the table (the side closest to the door), and leaned over it, staring at the words.
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My character's name: Horace Nokoni Character's journal link:Chapter journal | Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A tall, brown-skinned boy with blue eyes. He keeps his black hair long and usually tied back. Horace uses a chained cutlass named Nonnie and, as a knight, he focuses on second chances for everyone and strategy within battle. Rank of character Knight
Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 3:53 pm
The temperature in the room was strangely, getting increasingly colder. It was unnoticeable at first,but picking up quickly, a coldness that chilled all to the bone and created an odd sense of trepidation.
There was something wrong inside this room.
The table, still a clear crystal surface, continued to reflect the same words:
Speak the prophecy and the true meaning will be revealed .
However, the words hurt to look at, almost a warning that none of the knights belonged here.
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 3:55 pm
Somewhere along the way, Hollandaise had lost count. Instead, she now hopped from stair to stair, amusing herself by seeing how many she could skip over. Even though she had walked and walked, her legs didn't feel terribly tired. She continued upwards.
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My character's name: Hollandaise Character's journal link:Chapter journal | Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A small but curvy girl, Hollandaise has tanned skin and brown hair shorn off in a long bob. Her eyes are golden-brown and freckles are sprinkled across her face. As a knight, she upholds the rules of knighthood rigorously. Know your place. Rank of character Knight
Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 3:56 pm
Shun shifted uncomfortably as the temperature began to shift. There was something else going on here as well, though he couldn't say what. It was all making him anxious, however. He looked to TK with a furrowed brow. Something was not right at all.
"Well? What does it say?"
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 3:56 pm
The table said do a thing, so OF COURSE they should do the thing.
"D'you think we should, oh, grab a Great Knight or something?" He glanced towards the door and began to subtly edge towards it, his hand on the hilt of his cutlass.
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My character's name: Horace Nokoni Character's journal link:Chapter journal | Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A tall, brown-skinned boy with blue eyes. He keeps his black hair long and usually tied back. Horace uses a chained cutlass named Nonnie and, as a knight, he focuses on second chances for everyone and strategy within battle. Rank of character Knight
Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 3:58 pm
[Zar]
Zar just went up the stairs, same as as Holly but slower, completely oblivious to the chill and dread behind him, oblivious in fact to the fact there was even a mystery in the first place.
Zar just wasn't very smart.
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 4:00 pm
The temperature dropped (this was fine) and the words on the table became harder to read (this was not fine). TK glanced at Shun, then again at the words. "Well, we have to arrange it first," he answered wryly. He reached out to move the words into a sensible combination, and once he was satisfied he slowly read it:
"When light and dark gather There will be a reckoning The world will break and rebuild To the legacy of the Great King And only then will humans face destruction Only then will the darkness find its place "
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 4:01 pm
The room getting colder just reminded Thackery how nice and snuggly Mordred's bed (and Mordred himself) had been, and he sighed a loud and lovesick sigh, then took a deep breath to see if anything about the table sort of smelled like him.
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 4:02 pm
Wilson just casually walked backwards toward the door.
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 4:03 pm
Johan walked into chaos. It was the War Room all over again. At least he wasn't bleeding this time.
A gaggle of Knights were gathered around a strange looking table. Johan walked over to join them, peering over shoulders to get a look at the words on the table.
One Knight slowly read them aloud, and the hairs on the nape of Johan's neck rose.
That. That didn't sound good at all.
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 4:05 pm
Lexi was so against this. "We should find Lancelot..."
Or, you know, not.
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 4:06 pm
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"When light and dark gather There will be a reckoning The world will break and rebuild To the legacy of the Great King And only then will humans face destruction Only then will the darkness find its place "
A series of clicks, and then a thud beneath the table. Something had unhinged under it, a large, rectangular object. It would take at least five knights pushing it to move it from under the table.
It looked from this angle like some ornate box, long and intricate. A treasure chest perhaps?
Lurks childishly held onto break, but made sure that anyone who was near the words knew it, by muttering it over and over again.
Kostya went to where the words lay, inspecting them with the others. The words burned and ached to look at, but if Morgana was sidhe, then so was Mordred. This was the correct path.
The words ended in a click, and Kostya gravitated towards it-- it had come from beneath the table. Curious. Well, what could it hurt?
Kostya began to push against the box's lid.
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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 crossbowshuriken 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.
