Conquered by the Knight

[doctor_insanus]

Romulus

"My Dearest..." She whispered, burying her face against his chest once more.

Romulus heard the tremor in her voice. He felt something tighten inside his chest; for the first time since they had met, he could sense fear in her. Then, the wet tears fell across his skin.

"My love? What troubles thee?" He had fallen back to the old speech, the speech of the knights of legend, without even realizing it.

She sobbed, clenching tighter against him. He suddenly felt as if he would never let her go, never take his arms off her. She had saved his soul, and he would give his life to her in return. No matter what she feared, he would protect her.

"Please, milady. I will let no harm come to thee."

Cassandra kissed him again, silencing the words that came from his mouth. It hurt so much, she could barely stand it. To know such a perfect love, then to see it taken from her so quickly.

Romulus leaned back, his head resting on the soft grass. Did she fear for him? Perhaps. He had been afraid for them all, not so long ago. That was past.

"Our love is true, Cassandra. Nothing shall come between us. I will not allow it." His voice was soft yet firm. He spoke with the authority of his station, not realizing that he was doing so.

"Let me protect you."

 

[CrystallineTears]

Cassandra

"Let me protect you."

What sweet words they were. But how could he protect her from the seperation that must come? She could not bear the thought of even a moment away from his side.

"I.. I depart in the morning, headed for my father's home to the east." She whispered to him through the soft sobs.

He'd seemed so confident as he'd promised her that nothing would come between the love that they'd found and it did much to assuage her fear. But still.. parting from here.. When would she see him again? And what had the message from her father meant when he'd said he had a matter of urgence to discuss with her?

"I can barely stand the thought of parting from you." She whispered to him. She felt his arms tighten around her, as though she were some dream he was trying desperately to hold on to.

"Cass.. Cass.. where are you?" A voice called off in the distance. Her cousin Dakken. Had the time come so soon already?

 

[doctor_insanus]

Romulus

"I... I depart in the morning, headed for my father's home to the east." She whispered to him through the soft sobs.

Romulus stared at the sky, his mind spinning. They had shared so much in such a short time, it seemed unfair that it would have to end so quickly.

"I can barely stand the thought of parting from you." She whispered to him. He held her tightly against him, not yet ready to release her.

"Cass.. Cass.. where are you?" A voice called off in the distance. She jerked in his arms, her head raising slightly.

"Dakken." she whispered. "Has the time come so soon?" Reluctantly, she rose from their place of love. Romulus watched as she gathered her silk skirts, brushing a few blades of grass off them. With a sad smile, she began to get dressed.

He frowned. A war raged in his soul; he knew that Cassandra must rejoin her father, but his heart sank at the thought of being seperated from her. As much as he loved her, he could not make her choose between the two.

"Know this, my love." He had risen to one knee, and gazed up at her. "Nothing in this world will come between us. I will find thee, no matter where the hand of fate may take us."

He rose to his feet and she was once again in his arms. One last kiss, before they parted, and she turned to leave.

"You have my word, milady. By all the gods, we will be together again."

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Aiden

The doctor hurried back to the medical tent, Aiden watching her again the moment she turned her back. He was sure he'd seen her blush as they'd exchanged another brief look, and the thought caused a little heat to spread over his own face. She had such a great smile...

A snort from his horse brought Aiden back to the matter at hand. He mounted the magnificent white steed with a practised ease and reigned him around, noting that Jason was also ready to leave.

As he prepared to spur his mount into action, Troia stepped into his path, looking up at him. She appeared ready to travel.

"Can I be of assistance milady?"

 

[rdh996]

Jason

occ: I hope noone minds if i take more than one caricter

Bin: By the time we set out it was dark i was riding in the lead followed by Aiden and Troia. Troia seemed a bit unnerved when we finally approached the castle she wouldent say what was the matter but then again noone asked. We did a search of the castle and found noone left so we decided to set up camp in the princeses hall the princesses bedchamber would be where we all slept not because it was cold but for safty. Just after dawn on my watch it happned.

[Edited by rdh996 on 03-24-2001 at 07:10 AM]

 

[rdh996]

Black Knight

occ as stated before that hotstuff was busy and couldent post for the black knight so i said id fill in for him sorry i didnt post for him in a wile though i was busy


Bin: My minions were on the move and it was time to wipe these sorrry excueses for soliders off the face of the map but before i did that i had to go south to fill up on suppys i had seen a few towns back south so i started for them as i did my scout came rideing hard to me "Your evilness there are three ppl heading tword us bearing the arms of that castle there are 2 men and a women. Hearing this i summon to me a captian in my forceses take 10 men and hide in the woods when you see them come see what they do and if nothing destroy them at first light and meet up with me.

ooc this next part will be the ambush so the dark knight has gone south and the captian will be portraied now

After hearing his darknesses words i gathered 10 men under my command and headed into the woods nearist the castle after about 2 hours we saw them there were 2 knights and some kind of Girl??!!?? what a Girl whereing Knight armor? what is this a trick i thought to myself but then i rememberd the second in command of the lords army and held my tounge so we watched them search the castle presuming they were looking for survivors but when they settles in the princesses courters we decided to have a look at what they were doing we sent a man up to see and he reported they were mearly sleeping and the guard didnt see him. so i gathered the men and said we outnimber them 3-1 we are going to attack at dawn like his Darkness said and after that we meet him at the town of Jacksonburgh where he will stop before going north west to attack that camp of weeklings to the east.

 

[RoseFiora]

Troia

Troia sat quietly in one corner of the chamber where they slept, her chin propped atop her knees as she stared into the darkness. The knight called Aiden lay sleeping not far away, she could hear the steady sound of his breathing, though she had no doubt the man would awake with the slightest of sounds. The other, the one they called Jason was on watch, she assumed somewhere outside the chambers door or on the balcony since she couldn't see him at the moment.

She'd almost regretted her decision to come along when they arrived here. This place was horrid. There was an air of death that hung about it as visible to her as the stone and masonary of the castle itself. She felt the horrid weight of it deep in the pit of her stomach. It was the reason she found sleep so elusive.

A chill spread down her spine as her mind touched on those feelings once again and she moved a bit closer to where Aiden lay. Thank the gods she was not alone in here.

She looked down on him where he slept and couldn't help but smile slightly as she remembered the look on his face when she'd informed him she'd be travelling with them. In the matter of a few moments shock, disapproval, and resignation flittered across his features. But being the noble man he was, he'd argued little with her after he realized her resolve was firm.

Laying her head back against the wall, Troia allowed her eyes to flutter closed momentarily. A frown tugged at her lips. She'd be very happy when they left this place with the rising of the sun...

OOC: rdh996, Juat a note. Troia would most certainly not be wearing armor. First off, I doubt they'd have any she could wear without it weighing her down to the point she couldn't walk, and even if they did, she'd feel far too constricted in it.

[Edited by RoseFiora on 03-24-2001 at 07:38 AM]

 

[rdh996]

jason

At Dawn it happened out of nowhere 11 men started running into the castle i ran into the room and shouted that we were under attack adian jumped up and grabed his sword not careing about his armor which he had taken off he grabed his shield and said " well let them come" I handed Toira my 2nd sword i carried and my shield since i had armor i figured she needed it more than i. I heard them before i saw them so i raised my sword and prepaired for the attack.
It didnt take long for them to find the room but we had a surprise for them toria and adain had flanked the doors so as not to be seen when the dark knights forces entered the room all they saw was me so they immeaditly ran twords me but as they did adain and toira attacked the first 4 went down without realizing what happned the last 7 realizing what was going on came in all at once and attacked at once when the battle was over we had several inguries only one of them worth any bother i had a deep gash in my side and i was the only one on the team that knew medicine or so i thought. Adain was busy tieing up the captian that was leading the forces and asking him questions i was barly holding on to counchisness when i heard someone chanting or singing i thought it was an angel or something of that type but i had lucked out

Occ: Rose you will be the one to heal me but if your powers that you have that you have yet to tell us what they are arnt healing let me know and ill change this post

 

[CrystallineTears]

Cassandra

The small group of horses made a steady progression on its journey towards the east. They had been up long before dawn and on their way. There were many leagues to travel and Sir Destin, the leader of the party, insisted that they keep a grueling pace if they were to reach the castle by nightfall of the next day.

Lady Cassandra Grey sat atop her horse staring into nothingness as she rode in the heart of the group. Her mind was far away from this journey. It still resided in the clearing where last she had seen Romulus. That final kiss had been such sweet torture, as they both clung to one another, neither wishing to be the first to break away. His kiss had been so fierce and possessive, his tongue had ravished her mouth and her lips, drinking her in. His arms had held her so tightly she could barely draw a breath and yet she would have stayed there and eternity had it been possible.

'You have my word, Milady. By all the gods, we will be together again.' His final words still echoed in her mind. Yet again tears streamed down her cheeks, dried by the breeze. Would to the gods they would soon be together again, for her heart was near breaking inside her chest for being apart from him.

 

[Mistress]

Mercy

His hand traced a line up her thigh,resting on her hip,his mouth playfully nibbling on her neck. Gasping she laid back farther, as his hands roamed her body,touching her sensitive flesh. His soft fingers, caressing her pale skin. A smile played at his lips,as he moved down to her. His mouth touched hers, his lips warm. Slightly opening his mouth he slid his tongue into hers,kissing her slowly at first then with more passion. Her back arched as they kissed, the feel of his hand on her hip arousing her. His heated body pressed against hers. Beads of sweat glistened on their bodies, from the sun's hot rays beating down upon their naked flesh.
Her body quivers, she raises a long leg and wraps it around him. Unable to control the small gasps coming from her, she bites down hard onto his shoulder. Waiting, waiting for him to take her, to need her as much as she needed him. Off in the distance someone shouted....

Mercy blinked open her eyes, feeling the heat of the morning sun filtering through the tent walls. Blushing deeply, she shook the remainder of the dream from her mind. Stretching she yawned, and slowly stood, she could hear the voices of the Knights outside her tent. That is what must have woken her up from her dream, again she blushed.

Never had she ever had any type of sexual dream before, until now, it confused her. Shaking her head again she washed off, using the bucket of fresh water that was brought to her tent every morning. Then dressing in a light dress without a bodice she slipped her feet into her sandals. Brushing her hair she, left it down and stepped out into the morning sun. Immediately she could hear most of the conversations die down from the soldiers.

Ignoring the familiar stares she ran a hand through her hair and glanced around. Her Uncle had already been up and preparing new bandages for the wounded Knights. Sighing she muttered under her breath, “Going to be a long day."

 

[doctor_insanus]

Romulus

He made his way back to the camp, but his thoughts were still with Cassandra. They had shared one last embrace, and then she fled into the woods. Watching her go, Romulus had felt a dull pain in his chest, as if struck physically.

Then, slowly, he went through the all-to-familiar ritual of donning his armor. Every buckle, every strap, was fastened without conscious thought. His hands moved of their own volition, for his mind was still far away.

Finally, he picked up the sword that had belonged to his father, and his father before him. It had served Romulus well, a constant companion in his life. His hand went to the hilt, gripping it tightly. They had drawn blood together, Romulus and this sword, and there was more to be shed. He drew it from the scabbard, and it gleamed in the morning sunlight.

Sheathing it again, he turned back toward the camp. He hadn't remembered them coming this far, but he walked for what must have been a mile before reaching the perimeter. A man stepped out of the undergrowth, sword drawn.

"Hail, Captain Romulus." He was one of the veterans, nearly as old as Romulus. They had shared many campaigns together, and he had proven himself a skilled and noble warrior.

"Good day, Eric. I see the perimeter is being maintained." He had ordered the guards doubled before leaving. There had been too much chaos recently.

"Aye, milord. No incidents to report."

Romulus nodded, patting Eric on the shoulder as he left. That was good; there was too much at stake to allow their defenses to break down.

He stepped into the center of the camp, noting with approval the increased alertness of his men. They were ready for combat, if it came to that. He also saw the young woman, Mercy, working with her uncle. Romulus feared they would be needed all too soon.

Elizabeth and Kalindor were nowhere to be seen, which didn't surprise him. Obviously involved in their own little diversions, he supposed. Ah well, it wasn't necessary for them to be here just yet, and...

Something was wrong.

He saw the familiar faces of his men, men he had lived and fought with for months. It was the faces of those he couldn't see that made the hair on his arms rise.

Aiden. Jason. The girl, Troia.

"No," he whispered. Not now, not yet! He rushed through the camp, his eyes scanning every face. They were nowhere to be seen. Gone.

 

[RoseFiora]

Troia

Where had they come from? She tried to help Aiden as their attackers flooded the room, but she was of little use. The sword that had been thrust into her hands was too heavy. She could barely lift it with both hands and even then she was more a danger to herself than she was to the men attacking them. Instead she simply attempted to stay out of Aiden and Jason's way as they fought the onslaught that seemed endlessly to pour through the door.

Troia crouched against the wall, the only help she could give was to occasionally catch one of the knights off guard. She had managed to trip one as he came rushing through, leaving him at the mercy of Jason's sword.

As Aiden turned to parry the attack of one of the knights, another approached him from his blind spot. In a moment of courage, or more like a moment of action without thought, she heaved up Jason's shield with both hands and using what might she could muster slammed it over the attacker's head. It did little but was enough to catch his attention long enough for Aiden to turn and deal with him.

It seemed an eternity passed as the two men battled against the overwhelming odds before finally they stopped coming. Troia slumped against the wall as Aiden went about checking the bodies scattered about the room for life. Troia found she couldn't move from the spot where she stood. her heart still beat so rapidly she felt at any moment it might burst.

It was then she turned to see Jason slumping to the floor clutching his side as blood poured between his fingers. His eyes were growing vacant as he began to lose his hold on consciousness. Aiden hadn't seemed to notice yet as he was so busy.

She finally found the strength to move away from the wall and made her way quickly to his side. He didn't even seem to notice she was there so far gone was him. She pulled his hand away to see the gash that went deep into his side. The blade had hacked its way through flesh, muscle, and organs. the blood that poured from it was dark crimson in color. There was no doubt he'd be dead if something wasn't done soon.

Troia knew she had no choice, no matter how fearful she might be...no matter that she'd promised herself she would never do it again.

Laying her own lightly tanned hand against the wound, she began to sing softly to him to comfort him. It was an old song, one she'd heard her mother sing so many times. It didn't take long for her to feel it, the sudden pain that shot through her insides like a flash of hot white lightning as she drew his own pain, his own wounds into her body. Her voice grew unsteady as the pain continued to increase, her vision grew dim til she could no longer see distinct outlines. She heard Jason's breath grow steady once more until she knew he slept peacefully, as he would while his body continued to heal. Another voice called her name and she felt hands on her shoulders finally pulling her away from the man in front of her.

"It's done.." Had the voice been her own? Darkness claimed her before she could figure the answer out.

OOC: Oops! Sooo long *grins*

 

[CrystallineTears]

Cassandra

She could practically feel her father's men talking behind her back. There were whispers and even a few sympathetic looks from them that she couldn't quite comprehend. Cassandra felt very much apart from them all as they stopped late in the day to give the horses a moments rest, as well to share a meal of cheese and bread.

"Milady," Destin approached her. He was a kindly man, Destin. He'd served her father for as long as she could remember and his father before him. He had scolded her as a child and been nearly an uncle to her. Yet, his eyes would not meet hers at the moment, the fact of which sent a chill of apprehension racing down her spine. "Milady, we've just received word from your father. Our destination has changed. We ride to meet His Lordship and his new ally instead of home." She couldn't help but notice the derision in his voice.

"His new ally?" Her brow arched questioningly. Was this what the men accompanying her whispered about? What in the devil had her father been up to while she was gone?

"Yes, Milady. You're father has taken to consorting with the Dark Knight of Edinburgh." She could almost feel his displeasure with her father's new ally. Cassandra herself had heard little of this man, but what she had she did not care for in the least bit.

"And why must we ride to meet them? I have no wish to consort with such a man as that." She could feel a tight knot of apprehension forming in her stomach as she saw the look that passed across Destin's face.

"Your father, wishes you to meet your future husband.."

The rest of what Destin said was lot on her ears. Her future husband? Dear gods this could not be..

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Aiden

Aiden watched in awe the scene before him, as Troia crouched over Jason, singing that curious song as she laid her hand against his wound - a wound that moments ago Aiden feared would prove fatal. Yet before his eyes he saw the deep gash in Jason's side slowly closing and his breathing returning to normal.

But this power Troia possessed did not come without its price, it seemed. Her voice waned and her body seemed to grow weak as she continued the song, until Aiden feared she would give too much of herself. "Troia," he called quietly, lightly placing his hands on her shoulders, pulling her gently back. "It's done."

As she broke contact with Jason, her body fell limp and she slipped into unconsciousness. Aiden moved swiftly to catch her, lifting her into his arms and carrying her over to her bedroll, placing her gently down and covering her with her blanket.

He stood up and looked around, surveying the scene in the chamber. Jason was sleeping too, little trace remaining of the wound that had almost ended his life. In the corner of the room, the leader of the men that had attacked them sat, heavily bound with thick rope and sneering at the young knight. Aiden dismissed him for now - he would give nothing away willingly, and torture was no option for a man of honor.

He picked up his sword from where it rested against the stone wall, and taking a small hand cloth from amongst his belongings, began cleaning the gore from his family blade. He ran his finger along the finely etched lines of the dragon-styled hilt, circling the brilliant emeralds that glittered in the creature's eye sockets. Admiring the masterful craftsmanship, imagining the heroic deeds performed by the previous seven generations of his family that had wielded the sword, always helped concentrate his mind when he had decisions to make.

And now he had such a decision before him. Should he press on alone, attempting to rescue the captive girl by himself? Any delay would mean she would spend longer in their foul clutches, and that thought pained him greatly. But yet, how could he leave Troia and Jason here unprotected? Neither was in any condition to defend themselves, and it was clear that the Dark Knight's minions were aware of their presence here. He could not leave them in their present condition, or he would likely be sealing their fate.

Aiden sighed. There was no right answer here, only the lesser of two wrongs to choose. He was used to following orders, and any answers he might need were always to be found within the Knight's Code. One thing was for certain, he could not leave them helpless. He would have to wait for at least one of them to awake.

Settling down, he quietly continued polishing his blade.

 

[rdh996]

jason

I knew that i was about to die but then a strange feeling ame over me and i felt a strange pain in the wound i figured that it must be the last of my blood seeping out and that i was about to die as soon as it was gone i blanked out. I woke up a short wile later with a throbing in my side to see the commander of the enemy forces that had attacked us tied up and scowling at adian who was as quaint as could be polishing his sword. I couldent help but feel a little bit wierd "What happened to me Adian." "I should be dead right now i even heard a angel singing to me that i should come home." But when i saw troia i knew what had happned. " Those powers she had they were healing wernt they?" All Adain dould do was nod and say yea i would asume so you were supposed to be dead right now if i had a girl like that that willing to save me i wouldent have joined the knights" he said with a laugh. I figured that we should let her rest and figure that we can find out something from this scumbag.

 

[RoseFiora]

Troia

Troia awoke with a start. Her head felt as if she had an smithy's anvil atop it. She sat up slowly, a hand pressed to her forehead. She felt weak still, as if she had travelled a hundre miles on foot.

She'd obvioiusly been asleep for a few hours, the sun now hung high overhead. Aiden sat to one side of the room in silence, seeing to his weapons armor. Jason stood off by himself on the other end of the room, staring out of the window at the countryside down below.

Both looked up at the sound of her stirring. Both bore the same strange look on their faces she'd seen so many times after such happenings as these. She couldn't stand being thought such a freak. Instead, she simply turned her head away from them and stood, albeit somewhat shakely, to her feet to begin packing the few things she'd brought with her.

 

[Mistress]

Mercy

Mercy dabbed a damp washcloth onto the wound of the Knight, she glanced up at him and caught the look on his face. Slightly frowning she continued to work, after cleaning the wound she began to wrap a clean bandage around the man's waist. "Lift your arms please, slowly so not to hurt yourself."

He grunted as he lifted his arms out of her way as her soft hands slowly fed the bandage around him. "You have gentle hands,” He spoke up, “When your not trying to hurt me."

Her eyes shot towards his and he held a smile on his face. Smiling she nodded to him, "Keep ye arms up."


The Knight chuckled, “My name is Cadmus."

"Cadmus, strange name, but still a Knight all the same."

"I was curious to why you purposely hurt me last night. That is not the normal practice of a highly skilled nurse."

Mercy shook her head, “Keep ye arms raised and mouth closed and then maybe we can get done here!" She smiled and tied the bandage. Then standing she handed him his shirt, “Your done now, no need to come back until you need another changing."

Cadmus stood, towering over her, his dark eyes flashing with laughter,"Hmm, you are a hard one to figure out."

"No need to figure me out boy, I am no concern of yours! Now, be gone with you, I have other Knights to clean up."

"Boy?” His smile grew, almost taking her breath away. He was a handsome man, but not of her type. In fact, she was not sure what her type was. He walked closer to her, and stared down into her eyes, “Your Uncle was right, beautiful but wild." With that he pulled on his shirt and left the tent.

Mercy sighed shaking her head, “Yes a long day indeed."

 

[CrystallineTears]

Cassandra

They were following not far behind. She could hear the clatter of horse hooves on the ground not too far in the distance. If this continued they would find her before morning.

Cassandra tugged on her horse's reigns, steering him through a clearing in the trees and off the travelled path through the forest. She'd have to rely on instinct and common sense to make make her way back to her uncle's home.

The whole nightmare had started earlier in the evening when her father had arrived with that man. Just the thought of him sent a chill down her spine. Rodrigo Draven, he'd been introduced to her as. The man her father had arranged to marry her off to. She was told what a great honor it was for her to be engaged to this man the Dark Knight considered his closest ally.

Never had she met someone she considered to be truly evil. Never until she'd met this man that was. His dark, feral eyes held a look of unspeakable cruelty. From the moment she'd met him, it seemed he went out of his way to make her uncomfotable and on edge. The final straw had been the "kiss ", if one could call it that, he'd given her as she departed the dining tent for her own.

There in front of her father and all the knights gathered for the evening meal, he'd assaulted her. That was exactly what she considered it, not a kiss but an assault, as his lips had so savagely brutalized her. There was nothing gentle about it and she'd understood all too well what it was about. Mastery. He planned to be master and lord over her and he was letting her know that in no uncertain terms.

She too had a message for him when he pulled away, one delivered in the form of the hardest slap she could muster.
Cassandra lifted a hand to the bruised cheek she'd received in return. No one had lifted a hand to assist her after his retaliation had sent her to her knees, not even her own father.

And so she'd fled in search of safety, for she refused to marry him. She hoped only that she would reach her uncle's in time and that perhaps, just perhaps, she would still find the camp in the forest inhabited.

"Romulus.." The name came to her lips involuntarily. Dear gods she hoped she might find him..

 

[doctor_insanus]

Romulus

He stood beside his horse, Stormwind, looking into the woods were he had found the part of him that had been missing for so very long. The piece of his soul that had been torn out by one war or another, and had only been repaired in the arms of his beloved Cassandra.

Stormwind nuzzled him, and Romulus scratched him behind the ears. He had always been a good horse, good-natured and proud, and had never shown any fear in battle. Like Romulus, the noble creature had suffered many wounds in the countless battles they had fought and won together.

Wounds. Romulus looked at the pale scar on the back of his hand, from the knuckles to somewhere beyond the wrist. He could still feel her soft lips on it, kissing away the pain he had endured. The memory seemed so bittersweet, for she was gone from him now. Gone to the home of her father.

He had spent the day making plans. Scouts had been sent to track the progress of the Dark Knight and his men. Word had it that they were heading south for supplies. He had dispatched a half-dozen men to locate the missing knights Aiden and Jason, as well as the girl Troia.

Elizabeth and Kalindor were still nowhere to be seen, but that no longer concerned him. He knew what needed to be done, and he knew how to deal with it.

All the same, he felt something in his stomach. A gnawing. There was something wrong here.

The girl, Troia. She had said something to him. Something about danger in the east. Danger...

In the east. Cassandra.

Romulus shuddered, a chill passing through his soul. He didn't know for sure, did he? He couldn't just leave without being certain. Time was too precious.

No. Cassandra was too precious. For, without her, he was lost.

In less time than it takes to tell, he was mounted and galloping toward the east.

 

[CrystallineTears]

Cassandra

She lay hidden beneath a thick copse of bushes as she watched dozens of feet pass back and forth. She barely breathed as she tried to remain silent. They scurried about as He shouted his orders to them.

She'd never heard such anger as she did in his voice. He barked orders as if he were a general directing a war instead of a man searching for an escaped woman.

"Sir, we found the horse downstream, but still no sign of the Lady Cassandra." One of the knights reported, the tremble in his voice as he spoke telling volumes about how this man ruled over his men.

"You call yourself warriors?" Rodrigo roared and Cassandra would have sworn she felt the tree at her back tremble in response. "You can't even find one woman."

There was a pause and the the sound of sword and scabbard before a face dropped into view, eyes vacant and blood streaming from it's severed neck. She covered her mouth with a hand to keep from vomitting and turned her eyes away.

"Let that be a lesson in failure to you all. You... there.." Another pause. "You're in charge. You have thirty minutes or you will join your predecessor. Am I understood?"

"Yes, Sir.." The new voice replied before immediately turning and calling for the dogs.

She could only lay there praying as she heard their barking and awaited discovery and gods only knew what else...

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Aiden

Troia was awake at last, thankfully, although she still looked a little shaky on her feet. Seeing her gathering her belongings, Aiden did the same, preparing to leave. He paused for a moment, glancing at the captive soldier tied up in the corner. Jason had tried to get him to talk, but to no avail. They could not take him with him on the mission - he would just have to remain here and be taken back to camp when they returned this way. If they returned...

As Troia went to leave the chamber, Aiden rested a hand lightly on her shoulder. She turned, looking up into his eyes.

"Are you well enough to travel?" he asked. She nodded tiredly in reply.

Aiden paused in thought for a moment, before continuing. "I do not know what power this is you wield," he said quietly, "but I am grateful for your presence on this mission."

 

[rdh996]

jason

i heard Troia awake before i saw her i looked over at her and all i could think of was that she was my angel she saved my life but how? That was the question of the day how. I remembered her saying that she had powers but i was thinking she was psycic or something but what happned no psycic i knew could do the only people i knew that could preform that type of magic were necromancers and people who had near death experinces but she didnt look like either so i was about to ask her if she was alright when she turned around and started packing her things.Adian walked over to her and asked if she was able to go and she said yes and then he said something i couldent quite hear something about glad her being here. then i saw the guy that we had captured the one who wouldent talk to us. I said to Adian " Adain could you go get our steeds ready i want to talk to Troia and make one final attempt at finding out what this guy knows." Adain looks at the captive "Good luck at that we did everything short of tortureing him to death!" Then to Troia "Ill see you in a Minuite."

I looked over at Troia and she looked at me in a sort of quizical way like why ? I walked over to her and said that i was extremly gratefull and that anything she wanted will be hers if it is within my ability to get it and with that she followed adain out the door. I then turned to our captive. " Still wont talk huh?"

The captian spits into jasons face and starts to laugh at him " What do you want from me you stupid ass? i told you all i know i was told to stay here and kill you when you showed up thats all now let me go or kill me what ever just dont ask that damn question again before i get free and kill you and your friends!!!"

Jason had to laugh at this "HAHAHA you think that you can kill me? just try." Jason untied the captian who said he name was Cameron and gave him his extra sword try it pleese."

Just as i saud that Cameron attacked i was standing next to a window so i doged the charge and grabed the sword it came free with little trouble as he was particuallry weak as i grabed the sword he tumbled out the window.

Too bad i thought what a waste of good dirt. and with that i went to join up with the others who were already on there horses. Troia asked "What was that noise just a minite ago?"
I said " Just getting rid of some trash we left behind."

 

[RoseFiora]

Troia

She simply smiled at Aiden for his kind words, a smile that never quite made it to her eyes. He seemed a kind man and she knew his words were genuine. In truth, it was probably the closest thing to a compliment she'd ever received. But still she made no response.

Troia was simply to tired to speak. But it didn't stop her from lugging her things outside and mounting the horse that had been provided for her.

They wasted no more time before setting off as the three road after the Dark Knight and his prisoner. God only knew what awaited them next.

 

[CyrusBlack]

Rodrigo Draven

(OOC: Might I join in? PS. Hi there K. I told you I'd show up)

Rodrigo Draven was seeing red. How dare that little bitch run away from him!? He'd not have it. She should be honored he'd agreed to take her to wife. He was Rodrigo Draven, second only to the Dark Knight himself, and even he dared not order Rodrigo around.

He turned, still holding his sword in hand, and slashed at some poor helpless sapling. It made him feel better, striking out at something. He simply couldn't wait until he had his "darling" fiancee. He'd teach the little bitch a lesson.

"Sir Rodrigo! We have her!"

The smile that curled the corners of Rodrigo's lips could only be described as chilling. Sliding his sword back into it's scabbard, he took the time to straighten his gloves and his clothing before turning to look at her. She was rather lovely, struggling there between the men that helped her. Her clothing was shredded, dozens of cuts and scratches covered her face, arms and body. He could assume came from being rooted out of hiding by his rottweilers.

Yes, very beautiful this woman, he thought to himself even as his fist shot out to catch her in the jaw.

[Edited by CyrusBlack on 03-28-2001 at 04:07 AM]

 

[CrystallineTears]

Cassandra

She ignored the pain in her cheek, gingerly moving her jaw to assure herself it wasn't broken. The pain had brought tears to the corners of her eyes, but she refused to shed one tears in front of this man.

No, she simply ignored the pain.. ignored him. Cassandra would not satisfy him with a glimpse of the fear that raged inside her chest, causing her heart to beat so quickly she was sure it would explode.

"Well, look! If it isn't my blushing bride-to-be." Rodrigo practically snarled at her as he grabbed her chin with his fingers and forced her to look up at him. "Learn from this, Milady. You cannot and will not ever escape me. No one leaves my presence until I say they may." He emphasized his words with yet another slap.

It seemed her entire body ached. From the claw and bite marks given her by the dogs as they drug her from hiding spot, to the bruises garnered by the men who held her.

For the first time she lost hope. She had lost her one chance at escape and this man would most certainly give her no other chance to try again, gods help her.

"Romulus.." The name escaped her in a soft sob as the men holding her were instructed to bind her hands and feet and keep watch over her until the group was prepared to leave.