"You don't send marches simply to withdraw. What could they be thinking...?" It was certainly an interesting set of marching orders if it was to arrive and leave, but Freya wasn't going to discount any eventuality. The fair-faced warrior "maiden" moved with purpose, the pensive look he was making not belonging on his soft features. After arriving in the throne room, Freya bowed quickly, respectful as ever before speaking. "Apologies for the delay, my queen, I--" Yet in his haste he hadn't noticed the ongoing conversation with the guests she'd received. Freya stood straight and as tall as he possibly could, and saluted by crossing his arm over his chest and bowing his head once to the visitors.
In her hall, it was only prudent to be respectful, as it would mean less reason to do battle with anyone. Still, he prepared for whatever would come, deciding to listen in on the rest of the conversation, but not to interject a second time. Instead, he would learn more through not just listening, but examining the visitors. The man who spoke carried himself with an outstanding air of dignity about him, and at a first glance, Freya could tell his movements were made meticulously. Not a single wasted motion, and brimming with confidence...for a messenger, it was an impressive feat. Beyond him, there was his company, of which Freya took particular note.
It was certainly a unique party he had with him all things considered, but strange as it seemed to him he was in no position to raise any sort of objection. Certainly not when the queen was in a position to determine the answer to questions he had been pondering himself. Whatever the case may have been, be it a false white flag of some sort, or another similar tactic, or even something else entirely, Freya stood ready to prevent harm to his queen and her subjects at a moment's notice. Standing ready was all he could do at the time, after all...
▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ When hearing about a nice cafe near by Alice's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Then lets go, I haven't had a warm meal in years." Her voice was a bit pitch. Her tail swung a bit faster back and forth. She often eat bread and apples most her life. She never had the time to go out and when she did humans would be afraid of her, so she tried to keep her distance. As they were walking down to the cafe Alice thought about why humans would be scared of her. Looking at her wand and her outfit she would guess because she was a witch."Oh before we do go..." She said, stopping and holding her staff out. "Don't want to scare any humans off..."Spinning the staff around once it disappeared. Then taking off her witch hat, she spins it around and whispered a spell and her outfit changed to a more common look. "Ok ready now..." Her ears and tail were more open then before. Right when they walked in the cafe, Alice could smell the deliouse food. Her ears flickering. "So what do you normaly eat here.... I'll get what ever you getting..." She said too Alistair, looking in her near pock to see how much gold she had left. 'Yes this should be just enough...'
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Alistair rubbed the back of head seeing Alice's wardrobe change, almost jealous she could do that. He would suffer about thirty minutes of putting on some of his armor, and another protection layer underneath his armor. He walked into the cafe with Alice, and motioned his hand in a no gesture. "It's okay, I'll pay for your meal." he said, calmly, stepping over to the cashier. "Two clam chowders with bread bowls, please." he said, pulling out his pouch of gold, and paid the cashier.
He gestured his hand to show Alice where they would sit. He sat in a table by the window, he looked outside, watching the people go by in their daily routines. Alistair thoughts clouded his mind, wandering about the female knight he met not long ago, her 'duty' attitude almost sickened him, after all he was only trying to help. He shrugged his thoughts, by shaking head, and looked over at the neko girl.
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With: Alice Equipment: Two-handed sword, Armor, Long-tailed coat Feelings: Relaxed...but concerned about this connection from my finished job to this gossip Where the hell am I?: Rumala
O.O.C: It's okay I can completely understand ^^
-KooL-LiSa-
Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2016 6:49 pm
Prophet Kai ►◄ Lady Knight Lynette Moncelle
Lynette cast one more glance over her shoulder as the Queen walked off with Cerise to meet the party that had arrived. Looking back down at Kai who held onto her hand as he happily skipped along through the hallway, Lyn couldn't help but to smile a bit, despite worrying about the small seers actions only moments before. Whatever he had seen didn't seem good, but as usual, Kai wasn't fazed for more than a few moments. "Kai, i anything in the prophecy changes. Let me know, alright?" Lyn spoke in a soft voice. Kai looked up at Lyn for a moment and blinked and couple times before nodding happily "Yep! I know. Then we can go talk to Cece, right?!" Kai chimed happily, Lyn giving a nod in return "Yeah."
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Staying with the group, Robin cast a small smile at Kara as she whispered to Rosie to release her arm."Come now, no need to be embarrassed. It's rather charming." he spoke with a smile. As the Queen arrived, Robin's attention turned onto her, noting the knights that stood at her sides. Granted he was a bit disappointed that the prophet wasn't present, it would be nice to get a good look at them, but that was something beyond his control for the moment. He gave a small bow to the greeting party, letting their so called messenger do the talking.
((OOC: Sorry for a late one! Been busy with work.))
Lady Knight Cerise Fairborn
Hero of Rumala
Cerise felt herself lose focus as the messenger spoke. She didn't care to hear about some far off country he had been to. Her eyes roamed over the group endlessly, watching them carefully for any signs of a coup. At the mention the army wasn't needed any longer, she focused on the blonde man again and tilted her head ever so slightly. What did that mean, exactly? Was he already giving up? She opened her mouth to ask just as another entered the throne room, drawing her attention away and snapping her jaw closed with a scowl.
"Freya. Best timing of any general we've ever had." Cerise moved her hand from her back and coughed into it, staring down her general from where she stood. The man had her undying respect and loyalty, but some of his antics were hilarious even to her ever-stoic self. She nodded to him out of habit then turned back to the blonde man, awaiting his response.
"Well, there are only so many circumstances you don't need an army, and plenty more where you do." he bluntly stated his thought aloud in response. The conversation was interrupted when someone else stepped in, excusing himself before realizing what he interrupted. Tenere looked at him when he entered and waited for him to finish, noting him and the knight next to him. "As I was getting to..." he said, still looking at the two before turning his head back to the queen. "I am sure that you yourself are aware of why this has happened whether you acknowledge it or not. 'When light is furthest, the source of dark shall cease.' The walls have many ears your Majesty." he quoted the prophecy made about his death from the sympathizer. "I am curious where your greatly praised Prophet is, it was of great wonder who predicted the Conqueror's downfall... None of these men clad in metal appear to fit his rumored description." He looked around the room at the guards within, before looking to the queen with a less amused face.
She was surprised when Alistair stated he would pay for her. "Oh, thank you then..." Hearing what he ordered just made her anxious to have it. Going to a table next to a window. All was going through her head was about the food, and she peeked around seeing other have their food. Then noticing Alistair mood she wondered what was on his mind. "Are you alright? Whats on your mind?" Leaning back on her chain she continued. "Is something troubling you?"
At Freya's interruption, Cecile withheld a sigh. She cast him a glance, but didn't say anything. Truth be told, she was glad to see him, but he couldn't of had worse timing. She was about to receive important information!
But as the messenger continued to speak, her blood ran cold, and she did her best to retain an unconcerned expression. "I'll have to keep a tighter lid on future prophecies..." she thought. Though she did her best to remain indifferent to his words, her gaze grew colder at his question about Kai. "I'm afraid the prophet isn't seeing anyone anytime soon," she responded. All at once, she wanted them gone. Something felt... off. It didn't help that the conqueror truly had retreated, which meant the prophecy was false. "No, this could still be a trap..." she reminded herself. "Besides, I trust Kai more than I trust this group."
Putting her doubts aside, she did her best to smile. "Well, I'm glad to hear that he has withdrawn. It is best, after all, to avoid conflict," she spoke. "Was that all? If there is nothing else, I could have you escorted out."
Entering the Prophet's quarters, Kai released Lyn's hand as he went over to the table Lyn had left his snack on earlier and started munching on a piece. Closing the door behind them, Lyn followed Kai in and took a seat in the main room. The prophet's quarters consisted of three rooms, the main room with the door to the hallway, the prophet's room, and the personal guard's room. Taking out a little tan journal from one of her pockets, along with a writing utensil, Lyn jotted down a quick note about about how Kai had been startled by something earlier and covered his ears. Granted it wasn't all that strange for Kai to interact with whatever appeared in his little realm, but whatever he'd seen right then had startled him, not a good sign. Ever since she started guarding Kai, Lyn kept two notebooks on her, the tan one that had writings about things Kai had seen or his behavior when seeing something, and a black one that she'd gotten from the last personal guard. That one contained mostly just short notes on how to care for Kai and manage some of his quirks. Once she'd finished jotting down her notes, Lyn tucked the journal away once more before turning her attention onto Kai who was playing with a deck of tarot cards as he hummed a small tune to himself.
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Robin couldn't help the small smile that came to his face as Tenere asked about seeing the prophet. He'd been wanting to see the prophet for a while now and any information he could get on them would most likely help when he goes to catch the seer. Though, to his dismay, the Queen stated that the prophet wasn't seeing anyone today."That's a shame." Robin spoke quietly, only their group able to pick up his words. As the Queen continued, it wasn't hard to pick up that she wanted the small group to leave, offering an escort out.
Cerise narrowed her eyes at the group, an idea forming in her mind. If the Conqueror had left, why send a group to speak with the Queen? She tilted her head a bit before it struck her hard. One of them was the Conqueror. Kai had told her on her way here that he had been close, after all. Could one of these strangers be the person she was destined to kill? She shifted uneasily, quite out of character, and placed a hand on the pommel of her sword.
One thing Cerise wouldn't do was let the group know she'd figured them out. They may do something brash. But to have the Conqueror in the same room as she..... It made her head spin. Cerise licked her lips as she cast her eyes down, breathing deeply to steady herself. She didn't feel ready to meet the man, or possibly woman?, who would die at her blade. The prophecy hadn't been made too terribly long ago, either. She hadn't even trained enough to put herself in the right state of mind for this task. The Lady Knight gave her head a small shake before bringing her chin back up, eyes level once more. "This is a trap, isn't it? I need to remove Queen Cecile before anything bad happens. Freya can keep them at bay, and there are plenty of guards, but which one is the Conqueror? I'll strike them down here and now and get it out of the way. The quicker, the better."
۩════════════════════════۩ "I was told I was dangerous, I asked why. Their response was 'because you didn't need anyone.' I smiled." ۩════════════════════════۩
▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ ▬▬▬Kara 'Seonu' Erebus▬▬▬ ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓
Kara took note of the girl in the huge metal armor. The girl had a hand over the pommel and seemed to be glaring at them. Kara knew that meant this girl was ready for battle and that got her to speak. "Sorry to interrupt this conversation, but it seems like you have a knight whose ready to kill us?" She spoke loudly so that everyone could hear. "Having a knight show aggression to guests that bring nothing but a message is not of good favor." She then stared at the knight. "The only reason why we have a huge group is because of protecting our messenger. Anything from the 'conqueror' would ignite a fight from your citizens and knights, which is why we have three people protecting him because the conqueror wants to make sure the Queen of Rumala would get the message that he sends." She then stared at the queen. "So unless you want to make an unnecessary bloodbath, we just came here to give you a message and that is it."
Hearing of the secrecy the Queen kept the Prophet under was a tad annoying to Tenere. It was obvious she didn't wish even the slightest chance of harm upon him, to which he would agree. Tapping one hand on the other on the pommel he contemplated the situation while Seonu addressed one of the knights' caution towards them. "Indeed, it shows terrible manners. Despite your justified hostility towards us, that is not all. Before the rest of the message can be given, the Conqueror had made explicit instructions before he began his journey. Before I can continue, there is a message I must first give to the Prophet himself."
"Your guards appear ready to cut us down within the first chance to, so I would say any threat we did pose would be nothing of concern to you." He let go of his sword, letting it fall to the marble floor in front of him and placed his hands behind his back. "If it is not given, my quest will not be completed. I assure you, more trouble will be made if you keep him locked away like some precious jewel, than simple bringing him to this room." As much as he wished not to, a more direct approach might have been required.
Hearing the blonde girl's words, Cecile turned to Cerise, and frowned at her outright display of aggression. What good would threats do? They were only delivering a message, Cecile was sure they meant no harm! Cerise's sign of aggression only made her think that the group was, in fact, only there to deliver a message.
The Queen turned to the blonde girl who had spoken. "You must forgive my knight," she spoke. "She tends to be quick to false conclusions." With that, Cecile shot a glance at Cerise. "You may leave, Cerise." It was phrased as a suggestion, but to be taken as an order. Hostility simply wouldn't do!
Cecile then turned to the messenger. "My knights display of aggression was extremely uncalled for, and I personally apologize," she spoke. And for a moment, she was silent. She still didn't want them seeing Kai, but what choice did she have? If she wanted to hear the rest of the message, they'd need to see him. An idea struck her. "The prophet is still unavailable, but I'm sure he'd be willing to join a meal with us. I imagine that you're tired." She smiled at the end of stating what she thought to be a clever idea. Even thigh she doubted they had ill intentions, they couldn't do anything in a dining room... she hoped.
۩════════════════════════۩ "I was told I was dangerous, I asked why. Their response was 'because you didn't need anyone.' I smiled." ۩════════════════════════۩
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The General only nodded at the Queen as it seemed like she addressed the situation, quite calmly in fact. "It is ok. Thank you for understanding." She then saw that The Conqueror released his weapons, so Seonu did the same..but she gently puts them down, as she liked to maintain the condition of her weapons, which can mean many things. "In return for your kindness, I too shall leave my weapons as to let you know we don't come here with ill intent." For someone who could be unemotional and aloof, Kara always tried to make a good impression when it was necessary. She stared at both 'Birdie' and 'Rosie' wanting them to do the same. She did want to ask more about the prophet but she thought said enough, any more could worsen their position. The knight was suspicious as it is, so Kara knew it was best to stay on the queen's good side.
At least the Queen had a rein on her own members of the court, otherwise Tenere could not imagine this city ever defending itself. When the chance to see the Prophet was offered in addition to a meal, Akira pondered the possible plans the queen might have been thinking of with that offer. "Very well then, if that is what is needed to deliver the message so be it." In truth, he was neither exhausted or sore but if this was his best chance of seeing the Prophet without incident, he'd take it. Even if the Queen of Ruma tried something against them, they could easily leave without their weapons.
