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Blood's Jewels (Closed)

Vaclav Domonkos & Artemis Fleur

Inn in Askavi

Vaclav held in hands out in a gesture of good will. His posture relaxing as he did so. He could tell that the husband felt threatened by this wording and did not want to provoke him into an argument. The last thing Vaclav wanted was to bring more trouble; he has had enough of that for one night. “That would be perfect. We’re just stopping for the night.”

As Vaclav spoke, he could feel the husband’s eyes roam over to where Artemis sat. Instinctively, he moved to block the husbands’ view. Vaclav doubted that the man meant any harm to Artemis, but it was just second nature for him at this point to pull attention away from his friend and on to him. “How much to you charge for the room?”

Artemis smiled at the Eyrian woman and gave a small wave. She watched as the woman mended a tunic, which reminded her how shoddy her sewing abilities are. There have been multiple times where she had tried to mend her clothes or her friends only to make it even worse than before.

She glanced around the inn, wondering who the woman was addressing her words to but seeing that no one besides her was closed, she chanced to ask the Eyrien a question. “Shall not follow what?” asked Artemis softly. Her head cocked in curiosity at the woman’s words. Part of her wondered if the Eyrian woman was just confused; her mind deteriorated with old age or if she was trying to tell her something.

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Vaclav Domonkos

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Artemis Fleur

The sun was quickly setting and while Vaclav wanted to go for longer, he knew he should stop for the night. Tensions were running high and showing up somewhere in the middle of the night would be ill advised, especially without any prior notice. Spotting the small hostel, Vaclav decided to stop. They could continue their journey in the morning after a nights’ rest. Although, Artemis never voiced it, he had a feeling that her energy was dwindling after all the healing she has done tonight.

Upon entering the hostel, the Warload could tell that the couple who ran it were suspicious of the folk coming in at such an hour. He wondered if news had already spread of what happened in Dena Nehele. If not, he was sure it would come morning; bad news always seemed to travel quickly through the realm. Vaclav strode over to the hostel owner, putting on his best friendly smile. “Good evening, m’lady,” addressing the healer. “Would you happen to have a spare room for the night?’

Artemis was indeed tired but not so much that she would collapse. She was silently thankful when Vaclav decided to find a hostel to stop for the night. A bed sounded heavenly about now. Smiling and nodding to the healer and her husband, Artemis let Vaclav do the talking while she scanned the room.

The hostel was quite small but well-kept and she could tell that the two put a lot of effort into maintaining it. There were several people in the common room, mostly of them eating and minding their own business. She did however, noticed a woman huddled near the warm hearth. Something drew her to the woman, despite never seeing her before and despite knowing she should just keep to herself for now. Figuring Vaclav could work out their housing situation for the night, Artemis mad her way to the old woman, sitting down across from her.

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Vaclav Domonkos

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Artemis Fleur

Artemis looked back to the village she was leaving. The sky was a deep angry orange from the fires that was consuming it. Smoked billowed up from said fires, creating a hazy atmosphere ominous above the village. Sadness overwhelmed her as she thought about the lives lost tonight, in the town she was beginning to call home and throughout the whole Territory. No doubt the Hyallians laid waste to Dena Nehele.

Vaclav turned around, noticing Artemis had stop to look back. He suppressed a sigh since this happened every time they had to flee. He was glad Artemis was not desensitized to what was going on but it was an inconvenience at times like now. “Come on,” he whispered, gently turning Artemis in the right direction. They should not be wasting anymore time.

She sniffled, taking one last look before allowing Vaclav to steer in the direction he wanted to go. Artemis would miss it a lot. She thought about the clinic where she helped everyone that passed through and her garden she tended to everyday. “Where are we going?”

“A safe place east towards Askavi.” Vaclav and Artemis then caught the winds, riding it to the east. While Eyriens were difficult to deal with at times, it would be safer than staying in Dena Nehele. He hopped that the place he was going was still safe. Vaclav have not been there for quite a while and did not know its status.

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Vaclav Domonkos

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Artemis Fleur

Artemis watched the two brothers flee and said a silent prayer to the Darkness for their safety. She hoped that they would find their family safe and unharmed. While they had no qualms slaying men in their path, Artemis knew that Hyallians liked to have their way with the women they came across. She shuddered to think what could happen to their sister if she caught one of their fancy.

“They’ll be fine,” murmured Vaclav, mostly feeling his friend’s worry for the two lads. He didn’t want to mention that the Hyallians seem to have made quite a headway in their destruction already and it’s quite possible that the lads’ kin were already attacked by Hyallians. Turning to his pack, Vaclav pulled out his daggers to put in his thigh holsters. Then he donned his quiver, adjusting his pack so it would not be in the way of him reaching his arrows. He checked his pack one more time to ensure he had all the necessities. “Ready?” he asked Artemis when he was finished.

Artemis saw Vaclav preparing and went to do the same. She also put her daggers in her holster, although she hoped she didn’t have to use them tonight. Every time she did, she would feel queasy afterwards that she had harmed someone. Artemis was quite glad for Vaclav. Usually he saw the danger before her and took care of it before she even had time to react. Checking through her pack, Artemis noticed a few items missing like herbs that had never been repacked after they were used up. She quickly went to get them in her clinic. “Ready,” said Artemis after she had finished packing.

Vaclav nodded. He peeked outside again before heading out towards the country side. No doubt the city was a mess right now. If Hyallians were already out here burning houses, he doubted the queen was alive. Part of him wanted to go and find out what’s going on but he knew he had to get Artemis to safety before he could go investigate. As it has been for the past 100 years, Artemis’s safety was his priority.

He led Artemis through the hills, remaining in the shadows as much as he could. If there was any indication of someone approaching them, Vaclav would turn the other way. He did not want any confrontations, especially with a Hyallian, if at all possible.

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Vaclav Domonkos

As soon as Artemis was done healing his leg, Vaclav rushed up the stairs. He did not want to rush his friend when she was helping the two boys but the smell of smoke permeating the house left him uneasy. If more Hyallians showed up at their doorstep, they were not going to make it out alive, especially with a dead Hyallian on their cot.

At least he had already planned for the day that they would have to flee this house. Opening the closet, Vaclav grabbed two packs that he had packed for himself and Artemis in case of emergencies. The packs had essentials like a few days’ worth of clothes and emergency supplies. Looking around the room, he stuffed a few other items that were lying about before making his way back downstairs towards the kitchen.

The location of the nearest safe house was a few days away, so Vaclav pulled out another bag to pack some food. He grabbed mostly dried meats and bread but also packed a few fresh fruits for the road. Before reentering the front room, Vaclav checked over all his bags. Once he was satisfied, Vaclav slipped his Offering jewel underneath his shirt. It would be there in case he needed it, but he didn’t want to draw any unnecessary attention to himself.

Artemis Fleur

Artemis heard Vaclav leave the room, no doubt packing all the essentials for their departure. She smiled sadly at Liran’s words. “We will. Don’t worry, dear.” Artemis suppressed a shudder, remembering the times when they were a tad too late fleeing the area. Many times, she wondered how the Hyallians could be so cruel, viciously killing people for power as if there was no value in a life not their own.

Standing up, Artemis stepped into the kitchen where she heard Vaclav rustling around. She noticed her pack on one of the chairs upon entering and slipped it on. Vaclav was standing near the backdoor, peering out of its small window. Walking over to him, Artemis stood on her toes to catch a glimpse of what’s happening outside.

“How are those two?” ask Vaclav quietly.

Artemis shrugged, knowing that her friend could care less about her answer. She knew he just wanted to know if they were able to move though if they weren't, she had no doubts that he would leave them behind. “Doing well for their situation…”

“We need to get out of here.” Vaclav frowned at the situation outside.

Artemis nodded and walked back to the front room. “You two need to leave as well. No one should be here when more of them come.” She motioned for them to follow her through the house. There was no sense in leaving through the front where they could be seen by anyone.

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Artemis Fleur

Dena Nehele

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At the boy’s words, Vaclav sat up a bit. “Artemis…” He tried getting his friend’s attention. If Beneth’s murmurings were true, they needed to get out of here quickly especially with a dead body in their house. He could smell some of the smoke filtering in too. Hobbling up to a window, Vaclav peered out into the distance. The fires seemed far away for the time being but he knew how quickly those fires can travel especially if they were magicked.

Artemis let out a sigh of relief when she saw that Liran did not have any major wounds. She wiped her hands dry and thrusted the cup of tea into the boy’s hands. “Drink some. You’ll feel better dear.” Artemis glanced at Beneth, worried for his state of mind. She wanted to focus on him to help him come down from his state of shock but knew she had to help Vaclav first. “Get away from that window before you get skewered again,” she told her friend as she walked over to him. Artemis quickly got to work, peeling off the dressings she put on the wound earlier. She knew that she couldn’t heal the wound as thorough as she wanted to for she too could smell the smoke in the air.

“There. That’s all I can do for now.” Artemis met Vaclav eyes. After all their years spent together, the two friends could have a conversation without needing to speak. It saddened Artemis that she was going to have to move again, but, in her heart, she knew that everything had to end eventually. Vaclav squeezed her hand, understanding her thoughts. He didn’t want to leave either when they were starting to get comfortable.

“We’ll make do.” He stood up to go to upstairs and grabbed a few things.

“We always do…” Artemis turned back to the bothers. She slowly came up to Beneth and put a hand on his shoulder, trying to soothe him. “What are your names, dears?”

We Are What We Are

WIP CS

Full Name: Damien Hjálmtýsson
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight (Bi-curious if he’s being honest)
Age (18 minimum): 23
Looks: Damien is 6’3” and weighs around 191lbs. Though not as imposing as your typical bodyguard, Damien has a lean and muscular frame that he takes pride in maintaining. Damien has brown eyes and brown hair that he likes to keep short. He generally has some scruff on this face because he could be arsed with shaving it regularly. Damien’s style is simple, jeans and a t-shirt with the occasional jacket if it’s cold.
Role: Bodyguard
Personality: Damien is generally a somber and sarcastic person. Particularly to people he doesn’t know and to protect his true emotions, he can come off as blunt and standoffish. He trusts very few people but shows his more caring and compassionate side to those few.
History (optional): WIP

@dragonbutts @Vega they. deserve. better.

We Are What We Are

I'm interested in playing a bodyguard. Will work on a CS when I'm not traveling.

Also Merlin is great and I'm still salty about the ending

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Artemis Fleur

Dena Nehele

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Artemis frowned at the two boys. They were both clearly too young to have witness the blood that had been shed tonight. Glancing down at the boiling water, Artemis toss a few different herbs in, among them peppermint and lemongrass. She wanted to help the kids calm down. They were coming down from their adrenalin high and she wanted to combat the shock that was inevitability coming before it set in too deep. While the tea was steeping, Artemis murmured a spell to strengthen the tea further. She set two cups in front of the boys. Beneth seemed better off than his brother so she turned to Larin first, blocking his view of the dead Hyallian in the corner.

“Your father died valiantly. Remember that.” She whispered more words of encouragement as she looked Liran over. She started checking his head for injuries before going lower. When Artemis got to his arms, she whisked over the bowl of water and clean towels next to her to clean them off. They were so caked with blood she wasn’t sure whose it was. “Now if you’re going to puke, aim for the bowl,” she said with levity. Often humor helped her patients deal with the emotions churning through them.

Artemis glanced over at Vaclav, having a quick silent conversation with him. She should probably heal his other wound soon. Knowing her friend, he would probably want to leave this house for a bit. Who knew when more Hyallians would come and ransack their place, especially with a dead Hyallian in her clinic. They should probably get rid of that body as soon as they can too. Artemis held in a deep sigh. She didn’t want to think what Dorothea would do to Dena Nehele.

Mortal Engines, and the principle of Municipal Darwinism *Updated 4/8*

*tosses hat into ring*