PrinceAlexus

Realms of Sun & Shadow

Lord and lady Coswain

Dawn Haven stand off

“Fuck” was all lord Adonis Coswain could say as the Prince ran off, he had arrived and barely been able to explain he was switching for the Princess before he was in flow to another, got a message, said he had a wolf turned man to help him track and had to potentially baby ait Lord Ayel of the sun shines out my arse lands.

He was noticeably annoyed as he uttered the word with almost a physical force, the man who was leader had ran off alone… in an unknown environment. Hell he had somehow lost his wife, caused them to all be out in a double pronged fucking problem, and to top it all he was worried about Persephone while he had been trying to help a man who seemed like he had no idea how to be a husband. Sure they stood together but anyone who had a functioning marriage could tell they were less sure in their bond…well at least his very perceptive Throne agent of a wife had read the body language as. There was a reason she was part of the King's Eyes.

Persephone just knew things and he killed them, they had made a good pair when they met. Between them they were a rather dangerous team.

“Fucking idiots with crowns for brains….” He said with a grunt as he returned with a wary but curious glance at the man…wolf turned man, and Ayel…the Lord.. who was such a pain they probably exiled him here from the capital.

“Seeing as our esteemed Noble Prince has forgotten, probably what every tutor and guard tried to tell him.” He said with a grunt, would they have to rescue him too, sure he was worried but running off alone was not the best way to tackle such things. Jeez if he had to add another solo blight kill it would be one too many, it was far too dangerous for a man who wanted to live to see his grandson grow up.

“I do not want to fucking die, so we are going to be careful, and no heroics. Lord Ayel if you wish to leave, I believe the safest location will be town square, we can escort you part of the way.” He said with even more calm than he possessed inside, and was working hard to control his emotions at this whole freaking nightmare and stupidity.

“You can do it? Let's go” He said grimly to the wolf, the duty was clear. They had to protect the town, try to do something. he couldn't go back so he might as well keep moving forward.

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Realms of Sun & Shadow

Daphne

Crime scene

Amazon Action time.

Daphne wanted to protest, she was a guard and was the Prince going to rest Ayel? Of all the silver spoon spineless nobles to his defense? He was going to use a man who turned into a cat as a form of tracking? He was leaving the Auralia sage to …handle a sensitive Lunarian matter?

She glared at Idea of taking the body back to the sage's tower for study, it would be an outrage, and an insult to their every custom. She relaxed when the command was given to take it to the temple, there was not much to learn, his head was taken off and whatever it was had some kind of highly effective claws? Maybe…who knew. It had at least 1 powerful offensive weapon naturally.

That thought kept her sword tight in her hand, she had the short blade resting at her side but could bring it up in a fraction of a second if she needed to, Lord Coswain had trained her well and she was partly so wanting to follow for that exact reason. He needed backup and Ayel was more hazzed and just another liability.

“Of course, we will be safe with me M Lord, I shall do as you command. Take caution and good luck finding your wife.” Daphne said with a deliberate parade ground flat tone, she was not happy entirely but there was nothing she could do about it.

The fact they turned and left was a double edge aspect, she was standing alone with Nathanial and Katherine, the poor beheaded Sir Abel below then. The snow still fell gently in rare flakes but much of its force was replaced down to a minor dusting that was even that dying down for now the blizzard had used all its energy. Like the attack and the hunt, the energy had run down for them too.

“Priestess.”Daphne moved quickly when she saw the woman begin to stumble and fall, quicker than she should be she dropped her sword and looked about with concern and worry etched into her featured and bright purple eyes. “Only a little more to go, Nathaniel. Can you move the body while I support the priestess? It's rune locked… we need her help to even open the door.” Daphne had pulled her so she was not quite so much face lifting into the snow and supported her.

Her eyes saw the token that had falled and partly unsheathed bearing the name Coswain in golden script and it's finely lacquered scabbard. She reached over and stowed it at her belt, locking the blade back in and sighing. This job had gone… badly to say the least. Oddly it felt right.. that was something for another mind's thoughts as she wore the pair of honour blades.

For a guard Daphne showed a softer side as she gently cleaned the slow and muck off the Priestess face as best she could and pushed her hair out the way. Adjusting her robe to help keep her warmer, she did best to help the woman. “Nathanial, Can you respect our customs and help us? She is too cold, we need to get to the Moon Temple. I do not know why, but i feel that is way we need to go.” Daphne voice had a sense of her thoughts, how serious she was thinking thr matter was and her concerns for Selene's representative in the Dawn Haven.

She was far from a priestess, Daphne was deeply respectful and felt a debt to the temples from her upbringing but she was not trained I'm the secret arts and the skills of the religion. She just had her gut feelings and had to trust them. “Call it a feeling, but they kept me alive so far," Daphne said as she did her best to look after the woman.

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Empire of the Clouds

Post Captain Hamelin Le Marinier

Hamerlin moved with a purpose down the airship hauling a block, tackle and rope to the main ramp. He had found a sufficiently thick beam to rope to and start his plan. He had spent some time checking out the ramp area and acted once he had done his quick maths, the gold would be about 50 pounds per bar alone… they would have to move tons.

A cart…gold, ammo, supplies… who was kidding they could hand load this without spending a day waiting…. They needed a damn train or loading dock to move this and they had jack shit. They needed money but did people realise how damn heavy these bars are and how much they would have to cut them down unless they found coinage?

He checked his heavy Revolver for the 3rd time breaking the top, the heavy rounds nestled into the slots, 6 heavy .455 loads, man stoppers, he favoured heavy bullets and high power loads, it kicked like an ass but it also put things down hard. Some Favain officers called them wrist breakers but that was more If limp wristed the guns.

A rope and such slung off a solid pulley block system to keep you from having to stand behind a heavy cart loaded with gold and ammo and supplies, it would be a little slower but less tiring, safer and easier to keep up over a longer time frame. Someone was gonna end up with broken bones otherwise.

Looking out he saw the walls of the fortress, it was an old star fort and the inside would be a slaughter if they met defenders, that place was designed to be a trap even with a small group of soldiers. There was no cover or hiding from fire.

Part of him wanted to be in there but he ran his hand over the simple heavy wrench he saw secured to the wall, it would make an efficient adhoc trench club if they were boarded, it probably was meant for anchoring to towers or something. Carter was right though, he was older, more battered and had taken wounds already in his life, he still had one good eye though, the gods gave him a spare. That and the black eye patch looked a little like the old era of when men sailed ships of oak with hearts of iron and nerves of steel.

For how all he could do was wait, there was no sound of gunfire and no sign of smoke and so on the horizon. He scanned the far distance looking for risks and thankfully there was none for now.

Realms of Sun & Shadow

Syraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper

Sqaure to Eye of Beholder”

Snuggles make happy snakes

Now with 50% more blood alcohol content.
Sloshed snakes can slither too

Sya watched as she drank her enforced water to Valas glare if she even looked at the wine, the Lime eyes of the other blightborn clearly seen as her hair was cut short around her horns. She had a musical tone but like Sya had the grit and iron to survive even after their rebirth. To resist the thoughts wanting to turn you Feral, to make you a monster people claimed they were.

Becky hopped over the rogue tail without much challenge, really Sya was a trip hazard but she was also still the owner, and was too busy to get her upstairs yet too. They would put up with it. Ideally they would have given her a bunch of food to help but Vala shook her head and had told her that would only make Sya ill and worse, they just had to give her water and keep her off the booze. maybe they should let her sober up before they took her upstairs?

“Onion?” Sya thought as a man walks in but he was not her blight born friend, a man in warmer rugged wear, pretty practical but good quality. As people went he looked pretty normal if not better dressed than average for the town. Still her large eye were turned to see a woman having a moment with a man who struck her as a little bit … something pricked her senses and she was more curious now. The Lamia woman was pretty good at working things out, though her inebriation made that sense all fuzzy like looking through a blizzard or a foggy day…Not that that bothered her much now, her gifts gave her ability to ignore the lack of light, and now even just sense their energy when her excellent vision failed.

Sya ignored Becky and Vala reaching arm as she moved to check her face and hair in a small mirror leaving winter cloak behind the bar and smoothing out her Auralian dress, its blue complimenting her now changed colouration. “No drinking OK Sya. You can help, just be careful” Vala said and Becky nodded along and yes they told her odd but their was care and worry for her, Sya had been hurt, got drunk, and decided to try and flirt with a royal Advisor. Never a boring day in Dawn Haven. “Siii will, you need helps, it's still busy.” Sya slithered out, one hand on something for support, be it bar, wall, table or so, she made her way and moved slowly as she had to work on balance at same time.

Reaching the red head woman's table, she seemed a little strange, less like the normal person customers but she Saw the potential tension between them. “Feel Free to order at the bar.” She spoke casually but still had enough presence of mind to spot the man as a potential bad egg, the woman was unknown…maybe just a fancy shell and not wanting to mix with the other eggs so easily. “Welcome to the eye of Beholder.” Sya said casually though the implication was to reduce trouble starting by just greeting people and making self known.

The Lamia Had to tuck her tail closer in the busy Inn, it certainly was a downside as she moved through the room. She spotted the practical looking man curiosity over took her and she pushed a path though giving a slight grimace as she knocked her serpentine length against a column. though how would That feel if someone was more gentle, a lovers touch and so running down her smooth sca… Sya cut the vision off out of her book she was reading, time for those thoughts later.

“Welcome to eye, how can we help you, my names Sya and welcome to my Inn.” Sya said proudly though she swayed a little and took a seat…. Well took was a word, she kind of half sat sideways, she was yet to work out a natural look for using chairs. Flashes of blue scales rose up as she waved, in sinc with her body, curlling about her to not trip up people. “What brings you to Dawn Haven? We had quite a few newcomers lately. Know the traders better though.” She asked casually and watched the door, as she paid attention to him, commenting on the seeing influx of people attracted to the town. Sya had decided that sometimes the best way to avoid the whole… monster thing was to just show she was a… normal…kinda…person.

Sya felt a breeze on her bare arms, she was not cooled but felt it, the dress did not really need to protect her from the weather as her modesty. “Welcome, enjoy the feast. Our new bakery has free samples as well as the distillery.” Sya waved in greeting to a white haired woman with a tipsy smile, her gesture mimicked instinctively. Sya was politely described as petite, she never had been tall or overly blessed by breast, muscle but she had long lost the tan she had in her first life, she was just glad her eye, unlike other emberkin, was a less threatening blue.

Sya control, her ease apparently she had taken things had a personal secret, an old one. Though Sya had never succumbed to the more primal side, she had formed more of an alliance with it, those instincts and enforces where a part of her as her human desires and preferences. She never really told many all as it probably would be misunderstood, Sya had long lived with two sides and she worked to keep those in a form of balance Vs forcing one to submit to the other. Sya trusted her instincts and her perception, it was why she was still alive today.

“What can we do for you this feast Day, lovely dress i must say.” Sya asked politely to the lady in fitted Dress, white hair and purples. She did look very pretty she had to admit, Sya thought she had a rather distinctive look and was not afraid to use it. Plus it was a good potential Ice Breaker to break the tension of her… differences.

Sya saw the large barbarian enter, she assumed he was tribal of some kind due to his accent and had to crane her neck and bend her waist slightly to see his head. Her eye showed her slight concern but she knew that not everyone was like they sounded or seemed to be. She was the example in her own mind. “Welcome, how can we help you, I'm Sya, I run the Inn, Clansman of the borders are welcome long as your peaceful. Borderlander.” She repeated her words in a more guttural, harsher native tongue that was more similar to the languages spoken on the main kingdoms far flung border regions. Sya thanks to her father spoke the general tongue, Borderland and a small amount of formal Auralian she picked up on helping her fathers business trading with the kingdom.

Sya added the last bit, where she was originally from to explain her sudden shodt in languages.

Thank You daddy, she thought with a little sad thought, he had taught her a lot of the skills she was using to live her life. Sya helped handle the suppliers, the gold, the traders letting her father work and get more done in the meantime and just shake hands later. Eventually Sya was one who he just told to do it, a rather proud woman that day, though his tear he hid told he probbly was equally proud of his daughter, the tough man was not the best at openly expressing it but it was clear nonetheless.

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Realms of Sun & Shadow

Lord and lady Coswain

Dawn Haven stand off

Adonis Coswain did not care if he was being rude, he had a job to do, and he had very little time to waste. If they could jot protect the Princess inside her own home town, the whole situation was more screwed than the current world was and that was broken beyond belief.

“Right now, We lost one man, we have second maybe mentally attacked, Not in the best of minds.” He said with utter honesty, they had a missing princess but he also looked about as he was talking, unwilling to be caught off guard. The Prince… a message, well his advisor was a blightborn, the taken was run by one and more so that she acted as a messenger was not impossible in the current strange and chaotic metric Dawn Haven was.

“Not seen by eye, had personal business at Temple, not on duty. That way, if he finds the crime scene, take that way, it should lead to him, if they take the main path, it's the most likely chance.” He turned and gestured a direction towards the Temple on the far side of town. “Blightborn might have mental attack, from wounds, very dangerous close up, maybe use a sword, do not take it lightly. If they chose to linger. We do not know yet.” Coswain decided to day, blight born or not throwing someone against that monster prepared was for one a waste of good soldiers and B, no different than just cutting the person's head off yourself.

He could strike her down, claim he thought she was the attacker and much as it would not look good, it would not be an end to his status. No one would be too willing to worry over a blightborn, reborn, ghoul some called them but he could not be bothered to insult like that, and his own goals. They had far more important matters to bother their minds and fates.

“Seen any tracks, a woman's? Maybe 2? ”He asked as he began to search again, he really needed to find her, if no one got word out properly he would be on his own for a while. As things got busier and closer to the town the ability to track the trail became harder, snow was cleared, many feet had been about, guard and Civilian alike.

It was hard to try to have to work with a blightborn after years of being the hunter or the defender from them, Lunarians did not change easily, they were stubborn people and proud…but not stupid. If she saw something it might help.

He was trying to find a rock in a mountain range with how chaotic the back streets of dawn haven could be laid out. The town was built too quickly, and plans…had got a little flexible. Selene knew what ever the Princess plan was right now, most of these humble mortals did not.

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Empire of the Clouds

Hanerlin nodded, he did not take thr offence at the comment, he was a few years older and had taken ernough harm to be out of active duty, he had lost limb and eye in service. "Aye, I ain't the youngest, I know ropes, winches and rails. I definitely see if we can rig up an hoist system to speed up loading, a few good blocks and tackle and a few men can lift 500 or 1000 pounds, maybe turn some of fortress logistics to our side if yoy can." He added hopefully to Charmer, he did not want to sit about and watch and let others do the fighting alone but understood the needs of mission came before the needs of the person.

"I'll do my duty, even if you set me running a hoist. If they have any blocks n rope inside, they aways come im handy. Use wem, take em, anything you can. That place shoudl have rails, carts...somthing to move heavy cargo." He nodded. He would leave the combat to the younger men If he needed to... or the much older. Well more able bodied anyway.

"I'd we get all the gold we can and have opertunity, a mountain gun would not bad, single peice ammo should be compact ernough" That would be a nasty suprise for a ground mission or another shirship expecting them only to carry machine guns he mused, who expect them to have light guns.

Empire of the Clouds

Hamerlin had been taking a chance to eat some food as they were unable to miss their target right now, it had been seen from afar so he took the chance to eat a quick meal. The food was not the best but it was filling and was better than many rations at least for now. The Favain officer was glancing out the large windows of the dining area when he saw that the busy horizon he expected, smoke and signs of life were not present… surely this far they had not already captured or fled?

He moved quickly to the bridge once he had eaten His fill and downed what was left of his coffee, you never knew when you would get the next one.

He arrived at the bridge to see everyone looking forward, an ominous situation, no smoke, no movement and no one had even seemed to react to the arrival of the large airship. No one had even seemed to challenge the approach?

He listened to the talk going on and ground landing… he knew little of airships but that sounded a bad idea. Look how hard just casting off from the city had been. Or how close. “If you do not mind, I'll help. If we really go after Gold…it's heavy, real heavy. Anyone else got experience in working with hundreds of pound shells? Plus we need to load, maybe ammo, rations, and whatever else we can find.”

He knew ships, supplies where the life blood, fuel, food, anything they found be of value. Logistics and moving heavy things in too tight spaces was one thing he was least good at and could use to the betterment of the crew.

"We have limited supply, unsure if and when we get official support, if we see anything on our way, we can use, we take and make use." He said, they had to find ways, and that meant taking what they needed, when they saw it.

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