Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496 
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Mar 16, 2016 19:13:49 GMT -8
The carriage ride seemed pretty uneventful... She must have fallen asleep along the way, soothed by the rhythmic clip-clop of the horse's hooves. She lifted her head and took in a deep and refreshing breath, and sat up to look out at their destination. Her eyes shifted eventually and regarded her friend, the captain, with curiosity. "Thank you for everything you've done for me."
He'd saved her life, he'd cared for her when she was ill, helped bring her sons into the world safely, and given her a place to sleep. She, a complete stranger he had no ties to. And for what? She didn't even know why. But there would be time later to ask. For now? She would have to bide her time, heal up and find her feet again. Even if it means it would be as someone she didn't even know...
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269 
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Mar 16, 2016 19:40:39 GMT -8
Blake had also nodded off during the ride. Since they had flown through the night, he had barely gotten any sleep. Beyond lack of sleep, it had also been a strenuous couple of days. He snorts awake when the carriage pulls to a stop. He yawns, stretches and gives Ambre a lazy smile.
"Think nothing of it mademoiselle."
He offers her his assistance getting out of the carriage. He walks with her into the house, where a veritable hoard of people are waiting. There are seven in total. First is an older looking couple who must be his parents. Then there is a pretty young woman holding a babe, standing next to a sturdy looking man. In the back is a thin young man reading a book, and a warrior woman with a slightly haunted look staring out a window. They all yell out greetings, and Blake makes the rounds. Introducing everyone as he goes.
"Ambre, this is my mother Elora, and my Father Jobe. Over there is my sister Adelai, her husband Faust, and their second born Felicia. In the back is my brother Cohen, and my sister Bella."
As each person is introduced, they wave and smile at Ambre. They then usher her into a seat, and begin fusing over her. She is offered food and drink, they offer to put the twins to bed. All the while they ooo and awww, as Blake tell them how he found the woman. His account is slightly exaggerated, but doesn't stray too far from what actually happened.
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Mar 16, 2016 19:50:38 GMT -8
Somehow the babes were elsewhere, she was being fussed over, Blake was bragging about rescuing her --- which had her lifting her brow and then giving an odd look here and there because she didn't remember any of it. A smile forced it's way onto her lips in a tense fashion, she found herself twitching uncomfortably. Her face reddened...This must be normal for me, she thought as she itched at her ankle with the toe of her shoe... It seemed like it was something she always dealt with, feeling weird in the public eye.
Ambre seemed to stare off then as flashes of... something crossed her mind. Running... The forest.... Whispers from the creatures within... Being free... She got up and moved to the window, staring out and pressing her fingers to the glass as if something beckoned her. It didn't matter that this was mid conversation, it was just something she was compelled to do. The flashing vision drowned out the conversation in any case.
Her fingers slid down the glass for a moment, and she shook her head, returning to reality. She sat in her seat again, folding her hands in her lap and staring down at her tangled fingers.
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Mar 16, 2016 20:26:40 GMT -8
Ambre's odd behavior does not go unnoticed. The matronly Elora comes up next to her. Her smiles is kind, and sweet. Filled with the understanding only a mother possesses. Her voice is everything one would expect. Gentle, kind, but with a hint of authority.
"You look tired dear, and it is late. How would you like it, if I took you to your rooms? Or maybe just into the kitchen for a bite to eat, away from all the noise."
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Mar 17, 2016 5:41:34 GMT -8
"Sleep... yes... Sorry..." She got up and let the woman usher her off to what would become her bedchamber. Perhaps after this night, she would be able to get some clothes for herself and figure out how she would establish herself. She was not a moocher, that was for sure, not a lazy bone in her body. At least... that is not how it felt anyways.
Once she was settled in, she would fall right to sleep and be asleep for as long as they left her undisturbed. Her body needed to heal, as did her mind...
When she finally did wake up, she felt like it was time to move around for sure. A bath was in order first, then the children. When she finished her routine, she would explore the house and especially gravitate toward the outdoors.
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Mar 17, 2016 6:55:33 GMT -8
Not long after she emerges from her room, Elora appears. The older women immediately begins fussing over her. Ambre was lead to the bathing chamber. Which contained an enchanted bathtub, that allowed for hot bathes in minutes. This is something Elora seemed very proud of.
"Can you believe it! A hot bath whenever you want. Wish I had something like that when I was your age."
After the bath, the matronly women sees Ambre fed. A substantial and delicious breakfast. Eggs Benedict, served with a side of fruit. Noting that the younger woman needed to regain her strength.
"Nothing better for that then eggs!"
Finally Elora shows Ambre where her children are. They are sharing a nursery with the baby Felicia, and they seem quite content. After that Elora leaves the young woman to do as she pleases. She would find the house though large, is not massive. It is well lived in signs of happy family life everywhere. Discarded children's toys, half finished knitting project, portraits of the family, signs of life and love everywhere. This manor is clearly not just a house, but a home.
When Ambre heads outside the house, she would find a well tended garden in the back. With a mixture between lovely flowers, and rows of vegetables. The front courtyard has a fountain, and high hedges. The courtyard is currently occupied by Blake, and his sister Bella. They are in the middle of an intense sparring match with wooden swords. They appear to be evenly matched, at least for the moment.
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Mar 17, 2016 7:08:29 GMT -8
She kept it to herself that she didn't care for being fussed over, that she could take care of herself normally... She didn't have the heart to tell Elora though. The house was lovely, it felt warm, it felt foreign... She surmised that her happiness was in a forest, not enclosed in four walls... Ambre bathed in the tub the older woman was so proud of, dressed in borrowed clothes, (a simple gown this time), she ate and then was given the grand tour. The garden drew her attention the most.
It was there that she retreated, leaving the boys in the nursery to nap after a good feeding. She lay in the grass at the far end. If anyone walked in on her at that moment, they would notice that all the plants in a small radius around her were responding to her presence like she was a breath of fresh air, and she was not thinking about it as she caressed the petals of a flower that was on the one side of her.
She was trying to think hard about her past. Really hard. Who was she?? Where had she come from? What happened to her in the months leading up to this day and why didn't she remember?
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Mar 17, 2016 8:05:43 GMT -8
Ambre is left to her meditations. Elora and a gardener come out to tend the plants. The old woman leaves her be, seeming to sense that the new mother needed time to think. The gardener does comment that the plants are unusable lively.
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Mar 17, 2016 8:41:29 GMT -8
It was sometime later, she had just put the children back down for a nap and was on her way to her quarters when she overheard some gossip. Curiosity got the best of her, and she found herself listening closely... There was talk of unfortunate events in a place that she'd never heard of, and she leaned against the wall by the door to keep listening. She felt kind of wrong for eaves dropping, but something about the conversation hit her in her core.
"I heard tell of Medani forces being crushed by the Goraians at New Brimiarde," The one said amid the sound of fabric snapping...
Something stirred the fog of memory... New Brimiarde? Where had she heard the name before?
"So Medan is no more, eh? It doesn't affect us any, right?" asked the second voice. She had to grip the door... Medan... Medan... Medan... Oh gods, Medan had fallen? She was... She was the wife of the prince... Evrand... What happened to Evrand? Was he?
"Have a care for world events! Or at least pretend!"
But she didn't hear that last part.
She was... Princess Camilla D'arcy Eremae, wife of Prince Evrand Eremae, and daughter in law to King Hylon Eremae. Medan had fallen. Ambre could hear someone screaming from a distance, her hands went over her ears as if to block it out and she sunk to her knees there in the middle of the hallway. She didn't realize she was the one screaming, or that she scared the living daylights out of the two gossipmongers. All she could hear over the screaming was the pounding of her heart, which she could hear even after the screaming gave out. "Prince Evrand! Is he alive? Is my husband alive?!"
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Mar 17, 2016 8:53:39 GMT -8
By the time Camilla finished screaming, Blake and Bella had come barreling in from the courtyard. When it became obvious there was no danger, the captain rush to the woman's side. He grabs her shoulders gently, and tries to calm her down. He speaks low and soothingly.
"Ambre what is wrong? Prince Evrand? From Medan? I don't know if he is alive. He is your husband?"
Blake's family begins to filter into the hallway. They all wear similar masks of concern. In the distance the sound of crying babies can be heard. Adelai rushes off to tend to them.
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Mar 17, 2016 9:15:03 GMT -8
Her pupils were pretty dilated at that point in her shock... He sounded so distant, words echoing into her ears like he was in a tunnel. Lips a-tremble, she tried to answer the question through the haze that she felt surrounding her, "Y-yes... I w-was captured while on quest to retrieve a scepter... I... I d-don't remember much after, but I d-discovered I was with child and that it would be s-safer to go into hiding. I d-didn't know of the rising conflict. I am Princess Camilla Eremae of Medan, and Princess of Verri, my homel-land. I married Evrand only a short time before I left for my q-quest."
She was shaking at that point, "What h-happened?" The young woman's voice was haggard and about to give out, but she had to know. So many things she was in the dark about... "King Hylon? Is he dead?"
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Mar 17, 2016 9:39:49 GMT -8
Blake guided Ambre... no Camilla to her feet. The new name would take some getting used to. Thankfully it had only been two days. He lead her into the sitting room, and sets her into a chair. Elora even fetches a blanket, hoping to help with the shock.
"I don't know much about what happened in Medan. We do know Hylon is dead, his throne was taken by someone name Zephidel. This Zephidel closed the boarders. What news that gets out is often out of date, and rarely good."
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Mar 17, 2016 9:51:45 GMT -8
"Long live the king..." she whispered, letting him guide her. She scarcely felt the blanket being wrapped around her shoulders. "Oh Gods, please let Evrand be alive... I couldn't bear it if..." Little did she know that she was a widow as they spoke. And her son was king to a land he might never set foot in. She didn't cry, though... Something inside of her wouldn't let her cry. Her chest hurt, but she had two little ones who depended on her, and an entire country snatched from her family.
"I must go back..." Never mind that she was in no shape for war. "I must find him. He is the king, not this.... Zephidel..." She took a deep breath and started to calm down some more.
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Mar 17, 2016 11:28:25 GMT -8
Blake studied Camilla carefully. This was way above his station. He was the captain of a scout ship. A decorated captain sure, he had to be given he was a commoner by birth. Housing an unknown foreign noble was fine. Now knowing that she was foreign royalty, he wasn't sure what to do. Time to send for someone with more authority. He whispered some instructions to Cohen, then turned back to Camilla. How the hell should he act around her now? He switched to his most courteous tone of voice.
"Lady Camilla. I understand your desire, but you must proceed cautiously. I am sure that King Renuax, will wish to meet with you. He will also see that you are more appropriately quartered. Had I known your station, I would never have placed you in such meager accommodations."
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Mar 17, 2016 11:57:04 GMT -8
"Captain, you had no idea of knowing... You've been nothing but kind... You saved my life and that of my children without even knowing who I am... And I didn't help with not knowing either. Aha!---" A mocking laughter toward herself, "I didn't even know my own king.... My husband's father... was dead! And I was not there to help them... It's probably my fault this ha... happened in the f... first place..." The princess was starting to go into panic mode, cheeks splotchy and red, hand waving at her face, "I wish to remain... here for my stay for now... Please... I beg of you. I will talk to the king if that is what he wishes, but..."
She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself again, visibly shaking as things were sinking in. "But I'm not fit to be in the presence of his royal court."
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Mar 17, 2016 12:15:29 GMT -8
Blake huffs out a sigh of relief. He had been oddly worried, that she would act differently with her memories returned. She seemed the same, except her sadness was now on the surface. Not surprising he supposed, she had newly discovered grief to deal with.
"As you wish Lady Camilla. Though I insist on moving you into the master bedroom. I will stay in the guest room for the duration. I will leave you here, I need to speak to my superiors. If you require anything, someone will be outside."
Blake left the room. He had a meeting with the highest military authority in Gauldin, next to the king of course.
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Mar 17, 2016 13:10:23 GMT -8
All she could do after that was wait. She took to the Master Bedroom after it was ready, and stayed there for the most part. She would pace the floor for hours, wringing her hands, praying for the safety of her husband. She envisioned his beloved face in her mind... His loving smile... Oh, those first days when he acted like a spoiled prince... Only to become the one who took her breath away. She saw him in the tiny faces of their children, they had his face, she surmised.
She didn't know how long she was alone, but eventually she lay down and fell asleep.
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Task Force Commandant Viddik
Committed
Roleplay posts: 62
Age: 53
Physical Description: Gregor Viddik, has a face like a hatchet, hard lines and deep scars. His baleful brown eyes, have put a stop to more fights before they began than his reputation. His black hair is streaked with grey and he has been growing it out in recent years. He constantly smoke a cigar that never seems to get any smaller. Everything about Viddik screams do not mess with this man.
Clothes and Equipment: Highly magic resistant breast plate, military mage uniform which supplements his magic regeneration, his staff which amplifies spell power, and finally spokes a lizard that eats magic.
Registered: Dec 29, 2015 19:27:07 GMT -8
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Post by Task Force Commandant Viddik on Mar 17, 2016 13:34:11 GMT -8
Sometime the next day a servant awakens Camilla. She is asked to prepare herself, and come to the sitting room. Inside is Captain Blake who is standing at rigid attention, and a new person. The other man in the room has a face like a hatchet. All cold lines, and anger. His expression looks like it is habitually a scowl, though at the moment it is somber. He indicates that the princess should sit.
"Lady Camilla of Medan, I am Task Force Commandant Viddik. I have two pieces of information for you. The first regards your immediate future. It has been decided that you will remain here for the time being. Security will be increased on the house, and anything you want will be provided. You are however on lock down, under no circumstances are you to leave without escort."
His voice is hard, clearly a man unused to diplomacy. In fact, it sounds like he wouldn't even know the definition.
"The second piece is pure speculation. You should however be prepared for the worst. Our best mages have been searching for your husband. So far they have found nothing. We also conferred with a specialist, one Professor Echoes. He is a master of both time and space magic. He has indicated that your husband is almost certainly dead. You have my condolences. I do not say this to be cruel. Just know we are looking, but it may be best to start mourning now. Grief, and rage are excellent motivators for revenge."
With that said, the man stalks out of the room. Leaving Carmilla with Blake, who looks stunned. Evidently he had not known what would be discussed during the meeting.
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Mar 17, 2016 14:15:46 GMT -8
She did as she was asked and prepared herself, and found herself facing a rather cold looking man. She dipped in polite curtsy, then sat. Camilla said nothing as he explained the first objective, that she would be staying in the house... That was what she wanted, it didn't bother her. She merely nodded her head.
It was when he announced that her husband was presumably dead, she looked at him wide eyed. She didn't move as he left. She was stunned as well. And still, she didn't cry. "I see..." she said to Blake after what seemed like forever. Camilla slowly stood up and nodded stupidly, unable to think of the right thing to say at that particular moment. I mean, how would she think anyways? Her husband was considered dead.
It couldn't be true.
She would have walked out then, but her eyes rolled up in her head and she crumpled to the ground in a dead faint!!
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Mar 17, 2016 14:35:17 GMT -8
Blake watched Carmilla carefully, not sure how she would react. When her eyes began to flutter, he lunged forward. Catching her, before her head could crack against the floor. This was to be expected. Why did Viddik have to be commandant, the man had all the tact of a dragon on a farm. He carries the unconscious woman into the master bedromm, and lays her on the bed. He sends someone out to fetch a damp cloth, and lays it on her brow. He has no idea if that will help, but he hopes it will. He sits at his desk, and waits. She might have questions when she recovered.
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