FateWeaver

Pirates Ye Be Warned: A Golden Age of Piracy RP

I like this.

Into the Harsh Light of Day

I'm still around.

Blood, Riches and Glory: Ghosts of Iron Coast

Maybe some people want to see the world burn...

Blood, Riches and Glory: Ghosts of Iron Coast

Luca Warren - Raven Queen's Attendant

Location: Actium

It was obvious to him now. Every single one of them, with Sarai's exception barely possible, was insane. The lamia and her warrior companion were arguing over trash when he had just offered him something most people were lucky to have on a daily basis. Pyria was either an actual dragon, or her time with the mage had left her addled beyond reason. Maybe both. Sarai he hadn't even gotten a chance to begin to understand. Overall, Luca sorely wished that he had skipped over Actium and simply headed to the camp up north. For the first time, he was tempted to use his magic against someone who had offered him no harm or threat. There was a part of him that wanted to lay waste to the surrounding area and call his trip a failure.

Knuckles whitening from his grip on Raven's Regret, Luca considered his options carefully. Pyria was walking toward the inn, while the warrior appeared to be done making demands for the moment and was conferring with the snake-girl. For her part, Sarai had actually tried to help him and at least wasn't pressuring him or trying to treat him like a slave. Something occurred to him abruptly, a truth he had seen once before in a very different situation: He could just leave. There was really nothing to keep him here, and though he would likely receive a very different send-off from the temple, he doubted anyone here would attack him for exiting a fight that was not his. Of course, he couldn't simply leave. There was still that fact that most of those present were in need of a good meal and sturdy shelter for the night.

Reaching into his robe, Luca extracted a pair of objects. The first was the manacle he had only just acquired from Pyria. The second was a small cloth pouch, containing the denarii he had set aside for supplies. It was a little more than four-fifths of his total coin, since he had used some of his other funds. Sent by a light toss, both objects landed on the ground between Luca and the man with the sword. The manacle bounced, and before it hit the ground again the Raven Queen's attendant had already started to walk away. He placed a hand on Sarai's shoulder for a moment, a silent offer and request, and then continued on. Snow followed, and their quick steps led them in the direction opposite the inn.

Fae Courtis: The Wylde Hunt

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HE IS LITERALLY 13.
(I'm dying over here.)

@Natsu

Ah. Heh. I forgot that detail. I think I'm going to make some edits.

Fae Courtis: The Wylde Hunt

"No need to feel so pressured. I'm not going to lash out at you for the slightest mistake. Not today anyway, I'm in a good mood. Even so, you would have to really irk me to cause me to desire to harm you, and that is no longer easily done. For now, at least, feel no need to guard your words or treat me any differently than an acquaintance who could murder you at the slightest whim." Grim spoke as one bored, leading Max on a wandering path through the woods. No straight line would lead them directly to the Winter Court, but they would get there in due time.

"As for your proverbial carrot, I admit that I have failed to explain to you the benefits a mortal can find in our humble home. If there is music or art you desire to behold or make yourself, you will find no lack of either. Nearly any food or drink you can imagine, and many I am sure you cannot, are merely a request away. And you in particular have the pleasure of answering only to myself and my Queen. Few others will challenge you so long as they know you belong to me. You will want to take heed of our knight, though. I believe she does not like me overly much. Something about that honor nonsense..."

Grim smiled to himself as he walked, reaching out to let his fingers trail along the bark of a tree. It seemed incredibly sudden that they stood at the treeline, looking down at the ice palace that housed the Winter Court. It was his second favorite place in the entire realm of Faerie, and the home of himself and his Queen. It appeared that nearly everyone was out about there own business at the time, and since he had heard no response from his Queen, Grimalkin decided that he would take the time to help Max settle in.

@Natsu

Fae Courtis: The Wylde Hunt

I've been working the past couple nights, so I'm asking for clarity's sake;

We've abandoned the posting order then, and are going with the usual fare of keeping a few people's posts between yours?

Who will tempt Fate?

Bump before my last night off for a while.

Fae Courtis: The Wylde Hunt

@Krinos Solstice Apologies, but from what I understood Natsu is going to need something from me to reply to as Max when it gets around to him again. I haven't posted in a while because I was waiting on Emma, so I wanted to supply something so that both of our characters didn't get stuck being left behind for an entire cycle. I understand that my post is out of turn, but I am already behind. I won't be doing so again, as I was just trying to fix a problem that I saw and keep us all on the same page.

Not trying to be an ass, just explain myself. I for one am not a fan of posting orders, but what will be will be.

Edit:: Reading through the IC again, I see that I indeed could and should have waited a little longer. I'm sorry for posting out of turn. Again, it shouldn't be a problem again as I have no intention for being inactive for several days while I wait for someone.

Fae Courtis: The Wylde Hunt

Grim stared at Max long and hard before taking a deep breath and pushing his glasses back into their proper resting place. Calming visibly, he turned and started to onward again. "I shall explain a few things on the way, but we dare not delay any further. The Winter Court awaits."

"To answer your question as simply as possible, a name is a manner of control. Every being, mortal or immortal, has a name that belongs to them and none other. Many of these beings are powerful enough to make you regret even whispering a portion of their name, but you humans lack the power to defend yourselves in such a way. In essence, I have both taken you slave and sheltered you from others doing so. And there's nothing you can do about it. So long as you behave, I shall be polite and you won't find your name used against you often." Grim was dangling the truth in front of Max as one might with a bone and a dog, teasing him with the reality that was now his life. This specimen was proving entertaining, and to be a quick learner. Both were useful qualities, things Grimus sought in an agent of Winter.

"However, if you resist I will show you the full extent of what is now possible, without ever laying a finger on you. This could be great fun for both of us, but I will lose neither sleep nor joy if you force me to kill you." The threats were made rather flippantly, but were still very real. Grim didn't want to hurt this man further if he didn't have to. As long as Max accepted his new station, he figured it would be beneficial for them both.

@Natsu