Knight 7

Blades of the West (Rabidbacon and Knight 7)

The mercenary trio were being escorted by the fierce and stoic Captain Medes. A towering man in his mid thirties wearing a black eyepatch over the right eye. He wore the crimson turban and uniform common of the army. Held by his belt was a flanged mace that saw much use over the years. Medes spared a momentary glance at his charges, especially Bartek.

His examination was like that of a wolf trying to seize up the newcomers before him. Grunting, he turned away with the moment. During the walk toward the command tent a number of the Shirians paused in their duties to observe the foreigners. There was a curiosity in many eyes but others were unimpressed and shook their shoulders. A few displayed more resentment.

Clearly the contract between this company of outsiders and their Marzban wasn’t universally accepted by some.

Soon they reached the latter’s tent and awaiting them was the scribe Tabriz. He bowed his head in polite greeting to the new arrivals. Subsequently he opened the tent door and silently gestured for them to go inside.

Once they did, the trio were greeted by the sight of their new contractor sitting cross legged on a green carpet with yellow stripes at the head of a low table that held their breakfast. Surrounding it were blue cushions for sitting. Then Cyrus perched on his master’s left shoulder screeched at the strangers, ready to defend the one he belonged to. As for Suren he smiled and said in Casimirian with an accent, hoping to surprise them.

“Welcome warriors to Shir. Please take your seats, breakseat is ready.”

In the table’s center was a blue plate filled with chicken eggs, another for a batch of tomatoes and cucumbers together. Additionally a jar of honey for the multiple toasts. Of course there was also lavash bread as well in the next plate if they didn’t want toast. For dessert were bowls of fresh yogurt.

In terms of refreshment there were sandstone cups of water prepared for them with a wineskin for them all to share.

Blades of the West (Rabidbacon and Knight 7)

Kingdom of Shir, Province of Medan, the Eastern Golden Sands, Year 3242

The sun rose in the morning as the dust filled wind howled within the desert canyon. A falcon screeched as it soared beneath the great sun. The bird turned and flew south east toward a nearby camp of numerous tents near the base of a jagged cliff. This camp was all arrayed in a double square formation with a palisade around it forming the third square with the red banner of the golden lion in the center. Screeching again the black and white feathered falcon began its descent toward the camp’s center.

Awaiting him was a man clothed in a crimson robe and turban combined with chain mail armor. He stood at five feet and eleven inches with a strong build craved by a lifetime of training and a few years of warfare. His eyes were brown and piercing with a faded scar on his left cheek wrought by an assassin’s dagger. As for his skin it was olive and already drenched in sweat but nonetheless the man’s expression was gladdened. At the approach of the falcon he raised the right arm gauntlet and with a final cry the avian clutch to it in a fierce hold.

Laughing Lord Suren nodded, exclaiming.

“I see you had fun this morning Cyrus. Wonder if you snagged a rodent or slew another scorpion.”

Cyrus the Falcon chirped back and Suren laughed once more. Subsequently he gently petted the great bird with his left hand. Chirping some more Cyrus titled his head back as if asking something. Suren shook his head.

“Patience old friend. You’ll eat later but for now we must prepare.”

All around him most of his warriors and the servants were occupied. Either they were on various duties such as standing watch, drilling or taking care of the horses or preparing for the next leg of their journey. The rest were finishing breakfast. He heard the clanging of the blacksmiths while an officer was issuing orders to a squad near him.

His observation was interrupted when someone behind him cleared his throat. Turning it was an elderly man of large wiry stature with grayish short hair and a long beard. His eyes too were gray and truly seen much. His attire was entirely a dark blueish hooded cloak that marked him a scribe.

Giving a respectful bow of his head Suren then asked. “Good morning Tabriz. What news do you bring me and Cyrus?”

Returning the bow with his right hand over his heart Tabriz replied.

“The mercenary band will soon be here, Lord Suren. Our sentries see them off coming west from us.”

“Good. They will be in time for a morning meal. Is it ready by the way?”

Tabriz nodded.

“Yes, all of it has been prepared.”

With Cyrus chirping for further affection, Suren petted him some more while maintaining his focus on his chief servant. The elder was quick to comment.

“You are excited.”

Suren snorted in response.

“Of course I am. The sons and daughters of Casimir are said to be among the best warriors in the world. Their kingdom fought ours almost a century ago when we invaded with a great army. Yet despite the odds they drove back our ancestors from the Carpathian Mountains.”

“Now Casimir is a valued trade partner to Shir. But remember Suren these are hired swords not their king’s guard.”

Waving off the comment as he headed for his tent with Tabriz in tow before saying.

“I don’t care if they’re noble born or not. We need every good hand that can wield a blade with us. That includes Bartek and his company. It is my duty as Marzban to use all means to protect this province.”

Just as he was about to enter the tent he paused before adding.

“Once they approached, they opened the gates for them. See to their mounts and have them brought to me as soon as possible.”

“I will inform Captain Medes at once.” The scribe answered with another bow. Cyrus screeched while staying with his master who vanished into the tent.

Blades of the West(Medieval style story request)

Sorry I made this second post by accident.

Blades of the West(Medieval style story request)

Hey everyone Knight 7 here. Finally decided after so long to try a new roleplay search. I enjoy adventure stories with action, comedy and drama. I'm not into smut RPs. However, if there is eventual romance(my only preference is MxF) in a thread that we're roleplaying together the relationship can be referenced(fade into black) and such but again no smut.

Personally I’m looking more for characters to grow in friendship tested by the times and I more than would be fine that.

Although I would prefer to focus on character development when it comes to IC relationships especially in friendship/comradeship or family bonds.

I can write several paragraphs or more depending on the circumstances. I'm not a grammar elitist so you don't need to worry about that from me.

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Anyway is my newest story idea. It involves a kingdom(Middle Eastern inspired) going through great turmoil. From the ruling dynasty being inflected with corruption and uprisings flaring up and ambitious neighbors eyeing the kingdom's vast territories

On the kingdom's western frontier is the providence called Medan. Recently a new warden or marzvan as he would be called has been appointed to the region by the king. I would be roleplaying the young Marzban(Warden), named Nadir trying to learn how to rule but not realizing awaits everyone in Medan.

As for your character here some options if it helps.

1) A foreign prince or princess that is either been exiled from his/her distant homeland and has come to take refuge and consider the next step forward. Or had been assigned there as part of a diplomatic mission.

2) Childhood Friend turned Bodyguard of the new Marzban. Of course if you don’t just want your character be a warrior he or she can be a spy as well.

3) Or your character is a royal prince and distant cousin. You come in disguise as a new bodyguard or servant with a secret duty to keep an eye on my OC as commanded by your character’s father, the king himself.

In any case our characters get embroiled the coming chaos in trying to survive and contend with all kinds of threats. If you have questions feel free to ask here or in a DM instead and I’ll do my best to answer.

Well hi there!

Welcome nymian! Hope you have a great time here.

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Sorry for the late reply Viper but I don’t think it would be possible. Still thank you for your interest and hope you find a fun roleplay.