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 28, 2016 16:34:49 GMT -8
She had never been around such a family situation before. It was kind of nice, but sad at the same time. She watched quietly, eyes carefully guarded as she observed the three. She shifted her stare to the food and stirred a little. She said nothing before taking a bite. After the long moment of silence, she said softly, "I love him." That was directed at the two ladies, and said in all seriousness. "I didn't mean for it to happen, but it did, and I've not felt happy like this since..." She let that trail off.
"If loving Devrin means I share good memories like this, then I don't want to go home." And then she cleared her throat and ate some more, sending a look his way. She meant every word she had said, that much was clear. She was solemn as she broke off a piece of bread and dunked it in gravy, not sure if she just stuck her foot in her mouth or not.
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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 28, 2016 17:05:08 GMT -8
Blake had been eating when Camilla made her declaration. A mouthful of stew stopped mid way to his mouth. His mother and sister were flicking their gaze between the two. His mother looked elated, Adelai looked thoughtful. Blake didn't know what to do. He of course new this was coming. Still even after yesterday he hadn't expected it so soon. He put the mouthful of stew into his mouth, chewed, and swallowed. Then addressing his mother and sister.
"If you two were wondering, I do love her in return."
Blake returned to eating. For the first time in a very long time he blushed. His cheeks turning a bright red. He had never thought this declaration of love would go through intermediaries. Still so far the whole courtship had been odd. Why should this part be any different.
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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 28, 2016 17:23:26 GMT -8
Her head lifted, she let her gaze fall to him, and her own joy filled her as he said the same thing, "You do?" She asked in surprise. Her spoon dropped into her bowl, she couldn't help her next action as she leaned over and wrapped her arms about his waist, barring anything stopping it from happening, and said into his ear, "I love you," directly. She didn't care that they had witnesses, she did it anyways because he needed to hear it directed at him instead of through his mother and sister. She hadn't quite been fair, nor had she been fishing for the return.
Then she would pull away, smiling and pink faced as she went to eat another bite of stew. Yes, one could definitely tell she was happy with his returned love. It all felt so surreal.
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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 28, 2016 18:40:32 GMT -8
"Normally I'd leave you two alone after that. However, given what you did in the study I think we will stick around. This may be Devrin's house but that doesn't mean you can do it willy nilly."
Blake who had been dealing with a warm feeling in his stomach, choked again. His mother certainly knew how to ruin a mood. Though given the direction his thoughts had been going... Even if their feelings were now on the table, it probably wasn't best to do it on the table. So for the best his mother killed that train of thought for him. Still he hadn't known his mother could be so scandalous. Probably just happy he had finally found someone. He found himself chuckling and he takes another mouthful of stew.
"I think we can hold off until we get to bed this time. Even if that is tragically a few hours away."
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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 28, 2016 18:47:38 GMT -8
"Ahem..." she cleared her throat, having been scandalized enough. "How is my son doing now? I haven't heard him crying." She changed the subject... For the love of the gods, please stahp talking about sex in front of your mother, her brain cried out. It was sort of like having a giggling conversation with one's friend, and then someone scraped their fingernails across chalkboard. The whole fuzzy feeling definitely came to a screeching halt. "And how are the other two?" She was worried that it may be contagious and wondered if it would be better to have put him elsewhere in quarantine.
She finished her food and stood to take care of her dishes, telltale redness still coloring her neck. Yep.
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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 28, 2016 19:10:33 GMT -8
Adelai chuckles at her mothers antics and her brother brazen words. She walks over to Camilla and lays a hand on her shoulder. Bending down to whisper to her.
"Your whee ones are sleeping just fine. I can take care of them tonight. Don't you worry about any distractions. Welcome to the family."
Perhaps the welcome was a bit premature. Or maybe she just saw how deep the twos feelings ran. Still it was obviously said with the best of intentions. A the younger woman took a tray of food out to serve her family. Blake finished his food and stood. he flashes Camilla a grin.
"Well I promised Bella I would spare with her today. So unless you want to watch, or join in... I will see you later tonight?"
Despite his cocksure grin the faint coloring of his cheeks, and hesitancy in his voice reveals he is still uncertain. Who could blame him really. It wasn't every day a beautiful woman tells you she loves you. Let alone a beautiful princess.
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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 28, 2016 19:28:55 GMT -8
His sister welcomed her to the family... sort of, right? They weren't married, so it seemed odd to her... But she thanked her, nevertheless.
"I think I shall take the bath I never finished last night." She said, not really indicating anything other than the desire to bathe and take a nice soak. Her motives were most assuredly pure, though she added, "I meant what I said earlier, though." And with that, she was done cleaning up after herself and she grabbed his rear on her way out... Discreetly, mind you.
"Good luck out there." Honestly, she would love to join in with the sparring, but she was terrible at it. She was best suited to range weaponry, though she was good with her daggers. She kissed him on his cheek and then reluctantly pulled away and went to check on the wee one, just to see he was okay. She spent an hour or two with him, marveling at his perfect toes and fingers, glad he was doing better. She spent time with the younger of the two as well, making sure he didn't catch anything.
Once she was satisfied that things were well, she hit the bath like she said she would... Actually got herself cleaned up this time, and then closed her eyes as she relaxed.
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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 28, 2016 20:26:06 GMT -8
Blake finishes sparring with Bella. His sister is a good hand with a blade. Better than he was actually. Still he usually won a few bouts near the end. He had better reach, strength, and endurance. Once he whittled her down, he could over come her skill and speed. He heads towards the master bath stepping in without a second thought. Even after these last few months, he hadn't gotten used to sharing his private bathroom. He stripes off his shirt revealing his chest, and his sweaty skin. When he look up he blinks in surprise. He had forgotten that Camilla had been using his private bath. He freezes then says with a half smile.
"Should I wait my turn? Or is there room for one more?"
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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 28, 2016 20:39:52 GMT -8
Apparently, she'd fallen asleep again. She opened an eye a crack and peered at him sleepily, "Hmm? Oh... Sorry..." And then she stood up in front of him without thought. "Water is cool. You sure you want to climb in now?" A yawn and stretch later, and she was reaching for a towel with no hurry, and the cold water was being drained out. The smell of roses would drift toward his nostrils... Yep, she had actually cleaned herself up this time. "I also don't think you wish to smell like roses, hmm? That's very feminine, yes?" A throaty chuckle could be heard, and she tucked the towel. She sat on the edge of the tub now and drew a fresh bath for him, letting her gaze drift over to him and study him with some intensity.
Then she smiled and turned the water off, affording him plenty of chances to enjoy the view. Clearly she was comfortable with his presence. She walked over to him and captured his lower lip with hers, pulling on his very gently. Then she murmured, "Enjoy your bath." She'd back away from him, slow enough that he could grab her if he wished to. If he didn't, she would head for the door... If he did, well then... She would just have to help him with his bath, now wouldn't she?
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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 29, 2016 4:49:25 GMT -8
Blake watch as Camilla moved. She was breath taking. Every movement she made seemed to emphasize a different curve of her body. Each supple curve was well worth closer examination and he drank her in greedily. A low growl of desire rumbles from his throat as she teases him. She barely gets a step towards the door before he spins her back around. His lips find hers locking together in a hot, deep, and needy kiss. If Blake has his way she would help him clean himself, right after he got her dirty again.
<Fade to Black.>
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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 29, 2016 7:06:34 GMT -8
Oh my. Her mouth met his eagerly, she'd hoped he would do that.
<fade to black and back>
Somehow they made it to her room. She didn't recall when, nor how it happened, but they were there. She lay on her belly, peering down with hooded eyes at his face. A content smile played on her lips, and she said softly, "You, sir... Have a habit of walking in on my baths, eh?" She chuckled softly and set her chin on his chest, fingers idly circling on an area of his arm. Camilla had a thoughtful expression on her face as she gazed at him.
A kiss is given, and then she nestled against his side, soon to be asleep...
<Fade to DREAM sequence>
The breeze blew the leaves into a merry dance and the sounds of the forest came to life. She was a little girl, running free, hair caught on said wind. She was laughing as a dark haired girl came into view. One was gifted with communication with plants and earth, while the other could communicate with the wildlife and tame them. They collapsed in a fit of laughter, onto the side of a hill.
The clouds began to roil and become dark, blocking out the sun. Thunder started to sound like timpani among the symphonic rustling of leaves. The wildlife grew quiet in that calm before the storm, ions charging the air with an almost, static like feel.
The ground began to shift, and the girls who were previously laughing, grew frightened and held each other. The atmosphere took on an ominous red, lightening flashed through the sky and the ground yawned open. The dark haired girl cried out as she dangled helplessly, trying to hold fast to the light haired girl but neither had strength. The girl cried out as her strength gave way and she fell into the newly formed chasm.
As the scene grew darker, the remaining girl scrambled to her feet and began to run and run. Another person, a young man with a kind face and sandy hair, came into being in front of her. She was no longer a little girl, but a woman grown. The young man swooped her up and spun her, all was safe again in his arms. But then he stepped back, a pained look on his face and a crimson stain seeping into his shirt. He fell back, things turned slow motion as she tried to reach him, but he couldn't see her now.
An older man lay not far behind him, already still in death. She tried to get to them, to run closer, reach out, but they somehow grew further and further away. The sound of Anid's voice reached her, "I made a mistake, you didn't have what it took to save Verri and you killed your family as sure as if you did it by your own hand." Her words were distorting into a creepy bass voice, and demonic sounding laughter sounded. "You handed the scepter over, traitor."
She shook her head hard in denial, "No, they took it from me! And the gems... I didn't kill Evrand OR Hylon! I didn't!" She cried out. The form of a blue dragon appeared, lightening flashing behind him to create a silhouette of the beast as he rumbled with laughter at her expense... "Listening to fools will make you a fool. What did you think would happen? You are filled with the downfall of your ancestors ignorance and rash decisions."
"What do I do? How do I fix it? Tell me!"
<Outside the dream sequence, coinciding with the scenes in the dream>
She was pretty restless, tossing and turning, and eventually rolling off the bed. Lucky for her, she'd at least put a shift on after their ahhh... activities... Because she began to pad out of the room, down the hall and toward the entry to the house itself. The door banged open, and she walked in a zombie-like state in the direction the carriage had taken them the day of the jaunt. It started to rain, a cool and slick rain, and soon, she would be soaked, her hem would be muddy, as would her feet be. It wasn't hard to spot her, obviously, but they would have to find a way to get her to turn around without waking her up... Add to that, Blake would probably have awakened as she rolled from the bed.
She was mumbling, her words were slurred as she argued about the gems being taken from her, and then she was crying out the last thing she said, "Tell me!"
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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 29, 2016 8:54:39 GMT -8
Blake woke up not long after Camilla got out of bed. Concerned he rose and went to look for her. It isn't long before he finds her outside. She had been making her way to the road, but had been stopped by the gate. The royal guards still assigned to protect the premise eye her concerned. Most know that waking a sleep walker is a bad choice. Still the question was what to do about her? Blake had experience though. He knew what to do. He takes Camilla gently by the shoulders and turns her around. Guiding her slowly carefully back into the house. If she persisted in trying to leave he would awaken her. She may attack him, but better that than her wondering out into the city.
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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 29, 2016 12:13:54 GMT -8
<In dream>
"What do I do?!"
"Do? Haven't you done enough? Hah." The dragon guffawed and then faded out of sight.
"Wait!" But it was already too late. She felt the ground shift beneath her again, and a hole opened up in the earth. Camilla lost her footing and fell into that chasm, going down, down, down into the depths of darkness.
<In reality>
"Wait...." she murmured and then slipped, her bare foot skidding in the wet earth. She fell to her rump, flailing and moaning as she screamed in her dream.
She didn't wake up.
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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 29, 2016 14:11:28 GMT -8
Blake looked down at Camilla. She was soaking wet and filthy now. If this kept up she was going to catch a cold. So screw not waking her up. He was more than willing risking a few painful slaps for her health. He scoops her into his arms, he was already soaked so adding mud to the mix didn't bother him. With her safely pressed against his chest, he made his way back into the house. Once inside he tugs her out of her soaking shift and wraps her in a towel. He hugs her tightly to his chest, holding her close hoping this episode passes soon.
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Mar 29, 2016 17:56:20 GMT -8
<The next morning>
After having gone through the trouble of entering Gauldin, Jun wasn't even sure where to begin searching for Camilla. She had been frantically asking the guards and local citizens, which of course turned up nothing. Finally one of the more sarcastic citizens informed her that perhaps she should ask the captain of the Royal Air Force, who had possibly seen her from the sky!
Jun was just enough of a country bumpkin that she actually took the idea seriously, thanked the citizen, and actually made her way to the high ranking military official's home.
It was a beautiful house, well tended to and luxurious looking. She almost wanted to walk around and explore the hedges and statues. But alas, she was on a mission and sick of wasting time.
She allowed the guards to confiscate her weapons and knocked on the door.
"Umm... hello, Captain Blake?"
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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 29, 2016 18:35:27 GMT -8
She remained asleep even as Blake pulled her shift off and tried to warm her up. The nightmare finally lifted, but the cold had set in and she woke the next morning with a raw throat, but otherwise no recollection of that horrid happening. She opened her eyes and rolled over. Her teeth chattered and her bones ached, and she felt kind of gritty? What in the Sam Hill had happened? She opened her mouth to call out for Blake, but just a whisper came out.
Camilla stumbled from the bed and pulled on her heaviest shift, then a robe, padding barefoot from the room, groaning at the feeling in her poor joints. She tightened her hold on the robes and went off in search of... whoever could fill her in.
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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 29, 2016 19:03:03 GMT -8
(Camilla.)
Not long after she awakens Camilla is located by Elora. The matronly woman usher the younger one into the kitchen. Elora already has the kettle on and in a few moments, Camilla is handed a steaming mug of herbal tea. Elora gives her a matronly smile and says concerned.
"How are you feeling deary? I can tell you are unwell but do you have a fever? Or is it just the sore throat? You gave Blake quite a fight. Sleep walking of all things! Heading outside in the pouring rain."
The old woman shakes her head. She begins preparing a bowel of soup to go with the tea.
(Jun)
The door cracks open and a one eyed man stares at her. Despite the eye patch his face has a certain rugged and rakish charm. He is dressed in casual clothing black leather pants, and a white button down shirt. Blake looks at the diminutive brown haired girl. Who in the sky was this? He gives her a speculative look.
"Can I help you?"
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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 29, 2016 19:13:50 GMT -8
"Sleep walking?" She croaked, her body shuddering with chills. She didn't know if she had a fever or not, though she probably did. She gave a heavy sneeze, followed in quick succession by several more. "Thank you..." she said when receiving the tea. Her trembling hands curled around the cup and she took a sip, wincing as she swallowed. She set the mug down and then huddled in her robe, crossing her arms over the surface of the table after taking a seat, head moving to rest on forearms. Lands, she felt horrible... *Sniffle*
If it had been something more serious than, perhaps a cold? She would probably not have moved from the bed.
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Mar 30, 2016 12:56:09 GMT -8
Jun looked up at the tall, battle-hardened man.
"Hello... My name is Jun. I'm a visitor from the, far east who's been traveling the world. And... Ugh this is so stupid." Jun bit her lower lip and thought hard about what she wanted to say.
"My old employer was a princess of a land called Medan. There was a regime change there and, well, she's missing. I... got some... intelligence, that she might be here somewhere in Gauldin. So... I mean if there's any way you could help me... ugh what am I doing? I'm sorry to bother you."
She started to walk away. Her face was red.
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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 30, 2016 13:13:36 GMT -8
(Jun.)
Blake leans against the door frame and listens to Jun. His expression darkens and by the time the girl finish speaking he looks angry. As the young mage starts to walk away his voice cracks out like a whip. It is the voice of a military, commanding, threatening, and loud. It booms like thunder matching the dark storms of his face. The words match the tone.
"Take one more step and you will be committing a capital crime."
The threat is not a light one. Camilla's presence in Gauldin was a carefully guarded secret. That some random person had unwittingly stumbled upon her location was worrying. Still the girl didn't seem like a spy. Or if she was she was among the most incompetent spies in the world. Once Jun has turned to face him he weighs her words. Finally he gives her an order, he lowers his voice but it still has the whip of command.
"You will follow me. You will be answering some questions. You will not be asking any questions. If you disobey me you will be sent to the Bastille."
Blake was a reckless and rash man. Once he is sure the girl is properly chastised he makes his choice. Easiest way to confirm her identity was through Camilla. Procedure said he shouldn't expose the asset like that. Blake wasn't overly found of procedure though. Also the asset was the woman he loved. If this girl was an old friend seeing her might do Camilla a world of good. If it turns out he was wrong... Well there were quite a few mages, guards, and air ships to deal with the wee girl. Blake leads the presumably obedient Jun into the kitchen after finding out where Camilla is.
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