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Keepers of Death (Black University Saga)

It started up fast enough.

Kingdom Guild: Golden City

Is there a posting order? I see we're starting with introing Ellie, watching for a spot to jump on.

Iron Chef rp

Tyler, send me a PM when its CS time

Kingdom Guild: Golden City

We starting soon?

King Arthur and the Knights of the Roundtable

Sir Gawain could EASILY be sitting at the table Tristan joined. :)

Keepers of Death (Black University Saga)

She shrugged. It was what it was. She had traveled all this way, and didn't have anywhere else to go right now if she wanted to leave. She'd be calling her doc though, to give him a piece of her mind.

"I guess it's hard to imagine myself going around reaping with a scythe? I... well I'm Alexandra, one of the ones he called out for The Sight. I mean, I watch people die in my sleep, I hear about them in the news later, a lot of the times. I think... if I were going to have some kind of superpowers, I think I'd rather learn how to save people from death, not take them out, you know? Or maybe it's not that, maybe it's helping them transition or something and not become ghosts. Even that would be better than setting them up for death. I guess I need to find out more about what the heck we're supposed to be doing. If it's not something I can do, I'm out."

Keepers of Death (Black University Saga)

Eisenhorn said
"So, jet lagged, or did watching the fight be that tiring? Hell, this has been one weird day all around, couldn't blame you for being tired already..."

Alexandra blinked, looking up at the young man addressing her. "Oh, uh... a bit..." she muttered. She thought of excusing herself, but remembered that these people were pretty much her classmates now. She'd have to learn to talk to them sometime, and at least this one wasn't threatening. She still looked a little uncomfortable speaking to someone. "I've never seen anything like that,and I'm just kind of trying to figure out why everyone is acting like this is freaking normal."

"Maybe everyone else knew what they were coming into when they got here, but I didn't. This was something my - " she stopped, deciding not to disclose anything too personal yet, "I was sent here under the premise of a scholarship, but I wasn't given any details. I only took it because my grades aren't really scholarship-earners." she explained.

Keepers of Death (Black University Saga)

Alexandra found herself really wishing she were 21. This would be much easier to handle with alcohol. She knew what she had just seen, but at the same time, it seemed so fake. Like a stage show. Like at any minute the mascot would come bouncing in playing the Space Jam theme to get people riled up for a sports game.

Alexandra realized she could leave now, however she stayed put in her seat, letting her medication kick in slowly. She could feel her pulse slowing to normal. The whole event left her feeling tired, and thinking perhaps she would just go find her dorm room again and sleep the rest of the afternoon away.

King Arthur and the Knights of the Roundtable

Hmm, I did not even get to explain my sword he was so excited about, Tristan thought. I hope I did not upset the boy, twas only a little teasing. She shook her head and resumed her walk toward the feast. Boys drinking ale; who knows where his mind took off to. Her stomach was getting increasingly vocal about it's need for food, and moments later she arrived at the feast, finally. Tables radiated outward from the center, where the King's own table was set somewhere beyond a sea of heads. She figured it was unlikely Mordred was dining at the moment, or Igraine, and went carefree to the tables further in reserved for knights and highborn folk. Being a, well... highborn lady whether she liked it or not, she had a certain amount of freedom to move about between certain groupings of social circles, though she greatly preferred knights.

She took a seat on a bench at a reserved table for anointed knights where she could still see the highborn tables. A good compromise. A servant came and placed a bread trencher in front of her and a two prong fork. Moments later, another came by with a platter, offering carved roast boar dressed with field herbs and sea salt, and positively dripping in fat. Her mouth salivated as she took a heaping quantity of the meat into her trencher, and dug in with blissful pleasure. She let another platter carrier spoon some simmered greens and potatoes into the bowl, in what little room as was left. She ate like a lady, but with obvious joy in her food that most women would hide for the sake of modesty. Her stomach gave a loud rumble of appreciation as the first bite hit its mark. This was better than tugging on that old sword any day.

King Arthur and the Knights of the Roundtable

Syris Adonasium said
Also, just noticed something. It says (about Ector) But Arthur is only 18. That's a solid two year gap.Ghost dad?

With Jell-O!