Location:
Nids End
@Pyromania99
“...so it is…” Sucaria replied quietly, seeming almost a bit sad though her neutral tone hid it well as she’d lay herself down on Luna’s bed.
“Mine? Not needed, human.” He grunted. “We’ll likely meet on the battlefield and kill each other sooner or later. I only helped out of respect for the elves and you as a fellow warrior. Nothing more, nothing less.” A pause. “But if you must…you can call me Irgoll. Feel free to rest. I’ll take the rest of the night watch.”
Unless there was anything else Luna wanted to ask, Irgoll would fall silent, sitting against one of the large, craggy walls and throwing a bit more wood onto the large bonfire. There were still a few hours left until sunrise, and the rest of the elves seemed content with sleeping for a bit longer.
When morning finally came Sarah greeted the two of them with a friendly grin, cooked up some breakfast for them and offered them several bits of rations for their travel back to Airedale. She said she’d like to see them again, and said perhaps they’d run into her again before they left. They eagerly saw them off, though Irgoll was doing some fishing out in the ocean, not bothering himself.
The trip back to Airedale, would be relatively uneventful thankfully.
Location:
Hjrelskins Fall, Forest
@Crimson Paladin@BrokenPromise
With the Unseelie driven off, it seemed as though things for the village was going to go back to normal very soon. The small little imps had been driven off, and the problematic cursed tree had been felled. Luana would grow a small gourd, fashioning it briefly into a container and scooping up some of the remains of the Unseelie's innards before it completely dissolved. Whatever it was seemed dangerous...perhaps it might have some alchemical properties or something but in its current state Luana might find a hard use for it.
The village though, seemed relieved to hear that their trouble was over, though some were more than a little skeptical.
There was only one snag.
The house that held the girl they had spoken to, was apparently, completely abandoned. Apparently the man that lived there had disappeared into the forest some years ago and his daughter was later kidnapped by Unseelie after heading into the forest looking for him. Which…left some odd questions about who exactly they saw there.
But there was no one there now, and there didn’t seem to be anyway to confirm what they actually had seen.
The rest of the trip back would mostly be uneventful with little of note happening.
Queens Quarters
@VitaVitaAR
“...Y-you don’t believe me!?” The fairy pouted. “I-I’m a strong fairy. Let me out and I’ll prove it!” She’d shout, placing her hands against the glass walls of the jar, giving Fio the most innocent look she could muster despite her somewhat alien appearance. “I-I can tell you lots! And I can do lots, too! Lemme prove it, c’mon you coward human!”
thunk“Mmngh, that was a nice stroll. I should do that more often.”
Before either could say anything else through there was the sound of something on the balcony. Or rather, someone. That someone being the Queen’s voice. Fio had about ten seconds before the Queen would finish a small stretch, pushing open the balcony doors and walk into her room proper.
Well.
It was definitely the queen, at least, but she wasn’t wearing her usual white and gold dress or her armor. Instead, she was wearing what was an exquisite red and gold trimmed suit a noble might wear at some fancy ball. Her long, flowing blond hair had been tied up in several braids, almost creating a little crown of hair along the top of her head while the rest had been tied back making it seem much shorter than it actually was. It would have been rather easy to mistake her for a rather beautiful man like this, considering the suit seemed to obscure her chest rather well.
She locked eyes with Fio.
A few awkward seconds of silence followed as the queen's face shifted from an embarrassing shade of red briefly before the color started draining from her face.
Before Fio could react, she’d find the queen scooping her up in her arms, shoving her out of her room and slamming the door behind her. A few seconds later the queen opened the door again.
“Tell anyone what you saw and I
will deny everything and also remove you from this castle.” The door shut again, leaving Fio outside of the room, not having been able to get a word in edgewise and having the mischievous fairy still in her arms.
Airedale Keep
@VitaVitaAR@Crimson Paladin@BrokenPromise@Pyromania99@Guy0fV4lor
It had been about a week since everyone left to deal with respective problems around the region. Cethlann had been mostly tight lipped, without say too much else to Fio, and since her first mental dive, the Fomorian seemed to have set up some mental wards to make it much harder for Fio to interfere in such things. She had also received a letter from a ‘Great Witch Morgan’ - one of the premier witches in the region requesting an audience with both her and Sorcha both, delivered by her apprentice.
She was free to decline, but she’d need to write a response at some point. The only issue was…well, the ‘Great Witch Morgan’ was the royal mage of Harzelslack.
Lugh spent the time training as usual, and Vyrell would spend the time interrogating Cethlann more through less than human means, though he’d make only a little progress regarding their plans. She was a particularly tough fomorian to crack, it seemed.
It would be early morning when the Queen sent the order - the knights needed to meet in the strategy room, and Luana would also be invited to come.
“Ugh, I still smell like tomatoes…”
“Hehe, but you don’t smell like skunk at least.” Elnith responded to a still somewhat indignant Lugh, who was polishing his blade as he sat on a pile of boxes stacked against a wall.
“Luana mean…” he’d pout.
“Don’t say that. She helped us quite a lot, you know.”
“Doesn’t mean I have to like her…” Lugh rebutted, grumbling quietly earning another little chuckle from Elnith.
“Has anyone seen Reinhardt? Her majesty requested his presence specifically early and quickly.” Vyrell cut in, leaving the question hanging in the air.
Danyel
datadogie
The Red Seelie
rush99999
Xiro Zean
Cu Chulainn
Alfhedil
Ojiro Mashirao
Gerlando
Izurich
