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 Posted: Tue Mar 05, 2019 10:41 am
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  ๐๐ช๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ช๐ท๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ต ๐๐ช๐ป๐ถ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฎ ๐ค๐ถ๐ซ๐ป๐ช๐๐ช๐ต๐ด๐ฎ๐ป
๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฌ๐ฎ ๐ฃ๐๐ซ๐ช๐ต๐ฝ ๐๐ฎ๐ท๐ท๐ธ๐
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Over the rippling and rolling waves of the deep blue waters of the Coral Bay, a massive ship crept up over the horizon with several warships in tow. Standing at the bow of the ship, a tall, dashing, imposing figure was standing with a telescope in his hand, looking over the island as they drew in closer, heading towards the inlet Harbor where the ships were meant to dock. After a moment, he pulled up the telescope, taking a look at the port docks, following the path of the Harbor's edge from one side to the other. As he stood looking over the port, another man approached him from behind, another prominent looking figure, heavily armored with a large sword on his side. This man was much older, his hair already white with experience, and he wore a large insignia that bore the crest of the great kingdom of Valor. As he approached, he nodded his head lightly to the Lord standing before him and waited to approach.
"At ease, Lennox..." The Lord said as he spanned the entire port once more. "My Lord..." The older man, Lennox, let out while straightening up and stepping over to his Lord. "You're out early My Lord, we are not due to arrive for another hour, curious about the island?" Lennox asked while stepping beside him and also looking out over the island. "Perhaps, it's been five years since the treaty was formed, this is the first time I have been called to the island," The Lord responded while lowering the telescope and sighing lightly as he kept his eyes on the islands large silhouette. "I can't say I'm not curious, even after all this time, I'm still not sure why we are called to Eoana... nevermind them," Lennox said lightly while crossing his arms in front of his chest before nodding out at the other warships that traveled with them.
The ships were escorting them, sure, after all this was the flagship Umbra, ship of the Noble Lord Nathaniel Carmine Umbrawalker, Lord Marshal-General of Valor's Armies. However, that wasn't their only purpose, they were also acting as transport ships for the many soldiers being transferred to Eoana as part of the order. Over the past month, Eoana would be visited by many warships and transport ships carrying soldiers, hundreds and hundreds of soldiers, all of which would reconvene on the Port Harbors, and then march right out of town, headed deep into the forests and far north of the island. Many people in Eoana were growing concerned, it was very strange, to say the least. The rumor at hand was that the soldiers had come to find the remaining extremists before any more harm was done. Of course, this rumor was met with skepticism. Now with the Flagship of Valor arriving with a small fleet of more ships, the highest ranking soldier in Valor's military, a Royal Court Mage whom also served on the Royal Council was arriving himself, along with one of their top generals. Even they were suspect of what was going on.
"Eccentricity aside, it's difficult to know what the King is thinking these days," Lord Umbrawalker answered in kind, also a bit vexed at his call to Eoana. After a moment, he lifted his telescope back to look at the docks once more, and Lennox rose an eyebrow in curiosity. "Seems more than just a natural curiosity, are you expecting someone there My Lord," Lennox would say with a slight smug chuckle as he looked out over the island as well, squinting to see just the shape of the Harbor in the bay's inlet. Lord Umbrawalker would remain silent, however, letting out another light sigh, this time with a bit of disappointment in his breath.
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Posted: Tue Mar 05, 2019 12:40 pm
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Rory awoke to a relatively loud bang. There was a time when the young girl would have slept right through the nearby sound, but she had been a bit of a restless sleeper lately. The noise reverberated throughout the halls which made it a bit difficult to pinpoint it. This was made equally troublesome by the fact that she was still a bit groggy from the previous nightโs rest. It had certainly been a fun night though! At the advice of a concerned friend, the young noble had worn one of her best dresses - a turquoise number fashioned by her motherโs personal tailor - and had gone out on the town for the first time in ages. It had been high time she treated herself to a relaxing evening, though the outfit that loudly proclaimed โthis girl is a nobleโ did make her a bit uneasy. Thankfully nobody had recognized the signature design on the Harperion house. Why would they unless they were both familiar with the noble houses or just really into fashion? Instead, she had been received at the fancy restaurant with smiling faces and even a few admiring looks. She had eaten better than she had in ages. After that she had gone to see a troupe of travelling musicians, and came home skipping with a song that had stayed in her head late into the night. Rory was a bit more tanned and muscular from her recent training, but a thousand times more serious. She had needed a night like this, something to bring her back to her old cheery self.
Unfortunately, such a late night meant that a sudden awakening left her rather disoriented. She rushed to the window, fearing the worst had occurred. The most recent loud bang that had startled her like this had been at the festivalโฆ and that hadnโt ended well for anybody. Yet when she looked out of the window she saw nothing. No people running about, no flames climbing into the sky. Yet such a sound must have come from somewhere. Rory turned toward her own door, nearly tripping over the dress she hadnโt had the energy to take off the previous night. SHe rushed out and looked frantically for her roommate Camilla. Her best friend was so strong and level-headed. Certainly she would know what to do.
Unfortunately, the girl was nowhere to be seen. This wasnโt an immediate red flag. After all, Rory had been spending an increasing number of nights alone in her dorm. Camilla had been courting with a boy named Kayl, and as such had been spending much of her time in his dorm. Rory worried for her friend as one does of course, but Kayl had turned out to be a rather nice boy. The pale girl had an odd feeling thoughโฆ like something awful was happening. She had never been one to trust her gut, but it couldnโt hurt to go check on her friends, right?
As it turned out, she did not even have to go as far as the loversโ dorm. As the door swung open, a figure darted by. It was Camilla, charging faster than human legs would allow. Rory only got a short glimpse of her as she ran by but even then she could see the look of sheer panic that covered her friendโs face. Camilla Umbrawalker, afraid of something? That was certainly a rare occurrence. On top of that, it was something so desperate that she had activated her Raiment. Her already pale face grew even more ghostlike. She knew full well that Camillaโs powers had a terrible rebound. The two of them had met in the hospital after the last time she had felt the need to use them, at least the last time Rory knew of. If her strong and wonderful friend was truly that terrifiedโฆ Something must be horribly wrong.
Rory took off down the hall after Camilla, albeit significantly slower. She had not time to go back and change, instead bunching up the folds of her fancy dress so as to avoid tripping on them. Camilla had disappeared from sight as quickly as she had come, but her powerful footsteps still echoed down the hall. The redhead ran awkwardly, stumbling forward as best she could. As she reached the grounds, she could find no sign of her.
Damn itโฆ
Something was wrong, she knew it! Desperate to help her friend, Rory searched for a solution. Her eyes landed on the stables. Of course! A horseโs legs were several times more powerful than Roryโs. Having lost track of her roommate, she would have to search the town herself. That would be impossible on foot, but perhaps with a mount. Panicked, she didnโt bother with a saddle or any of the usual preparations. She clambered onto the back of the nearest horse, urging it forward. Reasonably spooked by the sudden mounting, it tore off toward the town.
This had been a terrible idea. Rory clung to the horseโs neck for dear life, unable to control the majestic creature. It took off toward the town at a blinding speed. The Harperionโs had never given their daughter much training in horseback riding, as she had rather consistently threatened to run away and it was difficult to train with the creatures indoors. Still she looked around, hoping to catch another glimpse of her fearful friend. What met her eyes, however, struck more fear into her than anything she might have imagined. The sight sent er instantly into flashbak mode. Her grip loosened and she tumbled from the horse, which continued on without her as she climbed to her feet.
There was no doubt what this wasโฆ her blue eyes widened with a mixture of fear and fascination. In fact, she wasnโt the only one staring. Several children had run out to look at the massive flagship and its envoy. This was a flag that young Lady Harperion recognized. How could she not? She had been raised to fear and despise this flag, the flag that her parents had assured her that her enemies would one day raise against her. There were the people she had been raised to shout down, the fate she did not want but seemed to follow her wherever she went. There it was, plain as day - the flag of the Valorian armies. The Lord-Marshal generalโs ship no less.
Roryโs heart pounded, her mind reeling in confusion. What were they doing here? Why so many warships? This was meant to be an Island of peace. Perhaps this was no mission of war, but her Trendel-raised brain could think of no other possibilities. She wanted to run, but her legs would not move. She had likely attracted a bit of attention, tumbling off the runaway horse. That, and the fact that she was still dressed in (now muddied) Trendel garb. And her curiosity was peaked to say the least. Besides she was still looking for Camilla, and this must be where she was running, right? She was probably already here, though Rory could not tear her eyes from the ships to look about for her. At least she was in no immediate danger. The Harperion daughter, on the other hand...
After assuring a passerby that she was quite alright, she made herself scarce. She walked briskly to the tackle shop, close enough to view the scene, and hoped desperately that she wouldnโt be spotted in the gathering crowd. Instead of entering, however, she moved to the side of the shop and pressed her small form up against the wall.
What are they up to? She watched the docks with bated breath.
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Posted: Tue Mar 05, 2019 1:42 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 05, 2019 5:45 pm
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These hands could hold the world,โขโขโข
Camilla had run and jumped faster and farther than she had ever done before. The whole time the girls face reflected the terror she felt in her chest. Her father was arriving today and she was summoned to meet him at the docks when he arrived. Since she was late already she was sure that by the time she made it he'd be there. She hoped with all hope that he would be later than her. Every time Camilla touched down after jumping several yards another boom would follow as she left a trail of impact craters throughout the grounds as she sped off as fast as she could. Once she had reached town she landed at the gates with a loud bang. Naturally, this alarmed the guards who would come running to investigate. But Camilla would have no time to deal with them. Running past them Camilla deactivated her raiment and began making her way through the town to the port. It was already bad enough she had caused so much property damage to get here, she didn't wanna mess up the town too.
Seeing as the guards didn't chase her she assumed they knew who she was. With her back so exposed, she was sure they knew from one glance at the emblem on her back. Camilla continued to run, growing irritated with what was left of her heels she would hop and remove them leaving them wherever they would fall. She would buy a new pair when she had made it to where she was going. Finally arriving at the port she stopped for a minute to catch her breath. Her chest heaving she coughed slightly. She hadn't run that far in a long time. Standing up straight once more she smoothed her dress out again and looked around. There was quite a crowd now. She supposed it made sense since Valorian warships were docking in neutral territory. Anyone not from Valor would be concerned. Walking barefoot now she decided to find a shop close to the port that she could buy new heels from. But before she could accomplish that mission she saw Rory. ' What in the world? ' The young girl looked like she had been run through the dirt, her dress was a mess. Approaching her friend she waved and smiled, though the look of concern was still on her face. " Rory! Dear heaven's what happened to you? " Once Rory had explained that she had been following after her Camilla sighed and brushed Rory's hair out of her face with her fingers.
" You poor thing. You really shouldn't have followed me. But in truth, I'm glad you're here. " Camilla would say with a soft smile. " So let's get you cleaned up and me a new pair of heels. "Camilla would say motioning to her feet. Taking Rory by the hand she would lead the girl to the nearest shop she could find. They had the things they needed before her father would arrive. So getting Rory cleaned off and a beautiful new outfit of her choosing, and buying a new pair of black heels to go with her dress the two were ready to go, well mostly. The anxiety Camilla was feeling would persist without end. She and her father were not exactly close, though she did love her father, she was never really shown the same kind of affection back. Instead, it was constant training, fighting, desperately trying to earn her fathers love. Something she was pretty sure at this point was a fleeting dream. Stepping out of the shop and making their way back towards the port she sighed audibly. " Rory, my father is...very imposing. So do your best to look unbothered. He's very critical and strict with me. So if he says something...impolite or rude...please just do your best to ignore him. " Camilla said her tone soft, almost sad.
Once they were amongst the crowd again she continued to walk towards the docks. She knew her father would be waiting. Stopping for a moment she took a breath and looked around the port. It was then she saw a familiar face. It was Diane, the General of the guards. Smiling she would wave and approach her friend. The woman was only five years older than Camilla but she was quite accomplished. She was like a big sister to Camilla. After all their fathers were very close, so it was natural that the two of them were close as well. Though it had been quite some time since she had seen Diane. Though it made sense since she was a General and all. Once she was standing before Diane she would bow her head slightly and greet her. " Diane, it's been a while! You look great! Has your father summoned you here as well? " She would ask while clasping her hands in front of her. Remembering Rory had accompanied her she put her hands on Rory's shoulder and continued. " Oh, this is my friend and roommate Rory! She's accompanying me while I welcome my father to the island. " She would say her tone as happy as she could make it given the circumstances.
but it'll never be enough.โขโขโข
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Posted: Tue Mar 05, 2019 6:23 pm
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Rory watched the ships intently as they approached the doc. She was a bit of a mess at this point, covered in mud from the fall and still in the clothes she had slept in. She was pale as ever, shivering in anticipation. Be brave Roryโฆ she breathed hard, trying to calm herself down. She had determined not to be so scared of everything, and this was not the time to go back on that. She closed her eyed, relaxed her muscles, and was suddenly met with a familiar voice.
โRory! Dear heavens, what happened to you?!โ
It was Camilla! The redhead grinned widely, relieved to see her friend. Though from the look on Camillaโs face, she had been experiencing the same feelings. Rory recalled the look of panic she had seen as her friend had left the academy, and mirrored the concerned look that now crossed her face. She pointed to the muscular student, then to her legs where she knew her Raiment had been used. The girl knew full well that it was only a matter of time until her friendโs legs would cause her pain. She embraces Camilla, then takes a step back and mouths the words I was worriedโฆ
As it turned out, both girls were equally relieved for the company. Rory was still quite shaken by the sight of the warships, and Camilla expressed that she was worried about seeing her father. Of course! The young lady had known that Camilla was the daughter of a high-ranking Valorian noble. She had to admit though, she had hoped their might be another family of Umbrawalkers there. The stories of the general were none too kind. Then again, they did match up with what she knew about her friendโs family. Camilla had once told a story in class which now brought a look of horror to Roryโs face. The man they were going to see was the same one who had forced her best friend to fend off attackers alone in the forest. And for what? Camilla had said it was to teach her some sort of lesson, but Rory thought it was just cruel. She didnโt like what she knew of this man -not one bit.
Her mind was set to ease a bit as the two girls went shopping. For a moment at least, it felt like an ordinary outing. Rory picked out a red and black dress and some sturdy black boots (she didnโt trust herself not to fall over in heels.) Having no money on her, she made up her mind to pay her friend back later. As they left the store though, the happy moment was once more subjected to tension.
โRory, my father is...very imposing. So do your best to look unbothered. He's very critical and strict with me. So if he says something...impolite or rude...please just do your best to ignore him. "
Camilla looked both concerned and a bit sad, which made Rory all the more frustrated. Her friend was such a kind and wonderful person, someone she looked up to almost like an older sister. She could think of nothing negative to be said about her. If that man truly treated her best friend in such a wayโฆ Rory was unsure she could mask her emotions. She had always been a heart-on-her-sleeve type. For her roommate though, she would have to try.
Clean now and dressed in fine clothing, the two met up with another person on the docs. Rory tried to hide her panic, grasping her friendโs hand when she noticed the Valor general uniform. Camilla seemed to know the woman though, as they spoke in friendly tones. When introduced, they blue-eyed girl smiled sheepishly and waved. Was it odd to wave at someone only a few feet away? Probably. Socializing had never been the mute oneโs strong suit.
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Posted: Tue Mar 05, 2019 11:40 pm
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๐๐ช๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ช๐ท๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ต ๐๐ช๐ป๐ถ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฎ ๐ค๐ถ๐ซ๐ป๐ช๐๐ช๐ต๐ด๐ฎ๐ป
๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฌ๐ฎ ๐ฃ๐๐ซ๐ช๐ต๐ฝ ๐๐ฎ๐ท๐ท๐ธ๐
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Watching closely as the ship pulled into harbor. The two men would turn away from their position at the bow. Returning to the commander's quarters the two men would disappear for most of the dock procedure as the large flagship was pulled to the furthest pier, where the depth of the dock was at it's deepest. The ship was just massive, towering over smaller buildings on the harbor's edge, even while it was still a bit further out. Slowly the men would reign it in and tie it down, and soon the side of the ship's desk would open up, and a large planked staircase would be set upon the pier. No one would enter, and for a few minutes no one would exit. Until the sight of the two men was seen again as they exited the commander's quarters, and made their way to the steps. One by one the soldiers aboard would follow as their Lord lead them onto the pier. Each step closer to the docks would reveal the powerful noble lord before them.
Lord Umbrawalker was not a small man to say the least. He was nearly six and half feet tall, with broad shoulders and a toughened soldiers build. His red jacket flowed freely in the breeze as it hung from his shoulders like a cloak, revealing the finely crafted long tunic below. Needless to say, he towered over most of the men following him, with very few of them coming close to his height, and fewer still any larger soldiers in this troop. Behind Lord Marshal-General Umbrawalker was General Lennox, another imposing figure donned in full plate armor, and proudly wearing Valor's crest on his shoulder. He was an older man, but had a ferocity in his gaze that would send a chill up even hardened warriors spines. His experience could be measured on his face and in his demeanor, and the way that the soldiers followed him spoke volumes.
"HALT!" The old man Lennox would yell out just as they reached the edge of the pier and dock, stepping onto the harbor dock wall for the first time. The soldiers would stop behind them and await further orders as Lord Umbrawalker continued to step forward towards their awaiting greeting party. There was a small crowd formed on the edges of the city, and at the center of the harbor was Camilla and Diane ready to greet them. Without hesitation, Lord Umbrawalker stepped right up to his daughter, looking down into her eyes as he towered over her figure. His eyes would narrow lightly as if sharpening even more, if they even could, as he stared her down. It was almost as if their stares alone where having a conversation, one only they would understand. Yet he did not say word, not even a hello, or a mention of her name. After a moment, he sighed lightly, almost as if in disappointment before looking over at Diane who stood at attention at the arrival of superior officers. "At ease, Lennox," He said almost with a chuckle, as he was reminded of his dealings with her father. "It's good to see you again Diane," Umbrawalker would say while nodding at Diane before looking back at Camilla. "Daughter..." He would say to Camilla, the only acknowledgement he would give her this moment. Lord Umbrawalker then waved a hand at his side to Lennox before stepping past Camilla, not even taking notice of Camilla's companion Rory as he took a few steps towards the city. "So, this is Eoana..." He would say aloud, almost asking, almost proclaiming, looking from one main road to the next, eyeing the structures and the buildings before him.
Meanwhile, at the signal given by Umbrawalker, General Lennox would step forward to Diane, staring her down for a moment in a serious fashion before smirking lightly and holding his arms out to her for a hug. "Diane, it's great to see you," He would say with fatherly adoration in his tone. "Looking strong as always, and beautiful to boot, I'm not going to have to strangle any suitors am I?" Lennox would ask jokingly, yet in an almost serious tone as he let out a warm laugh and conversed with his daughter while he had the chance.
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Posted: Wed Mar 06, 2019 10:12 am
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Posted: Wed Mar 06, 2019 4:33 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 06, 2019 5:48 pm
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These hands could hold the world,โขโขโข
Camilla smiled widely at her friend Diane. It had been so long since the two got to spend any real time together. After all, she had her classes and Diane had work. But she would find a way to visit her big sister from now on. " I've been great! Classes are boring but I'm passing as far as I know. " Camilla would reply smiling still. Blushing at her dear friend's remark about her looks she waved a hand at her as if to say stop. " Oh you. But yes, I am doing the same... " Camilla would say breaking eye contact. She wouldn't have even come if she wasn't summoned by her father requesting her presence. So now the three stood around making small talk while the ships pulled into the harbor and were tied down to the dock. Before long she could see the two men that she and Diane had been waiting for. Lord Marshal-General Nathaniel Carmine Umbrawalker, head of the Umbrawalker family and head of Valor's armies in their entirety, the most terrifying man in the world, her father. Next to him was his right-hand man General Lennox, Diane's father. The two of them were the most imposing men she'd ever seen. Gulping hard she looked from Diane and Rory back to the docks.
It took them no time at all to reach the trio of girls. As her father walked up to her Camilla steeled herself as she stared up at her father. Camilla had fought a man who couldn't be hurt to the death, certainly, she could handle this. As her father stared down at her without saying a word Camilla would stare back. If it looked like they were having a silent conversation, it was because they were. His eyes said, how dare she be late after being summoned. And her's would say she was sorry and it wouldn't happen again. As her father walked past her Camilla's head would drop slowly and her hands would ball into a fist. Seeing Diane's smile made her smile and release her fist for the time being. Not a second later he was standing back before her. ' Daughter...' Was all she would hear from her father who she hadn't seen in over a year now. Her eyes watering slightly she would sigh quietly to herself. Shaking her head she would turn and follow after her father. When he spoke again she decided she'd try interacting with him. " Yes father. If you'd like I can show you around? " She said her voice peppy and polite. Trying her best to sound like a happy loving daughter. When he didn't respond she continued. " Father, I-I have been very diligent in my training! I've gotten much stronger since I left home! " She would say happily, with quite a bit of excitement.
When she didn't see him react she continued. " I-I even defeated a mercenary who's raiment was similar to your father! " She said desperately at this point. When her father stopped, his interest piqued she smiled happily. Maybe he would give her praise for this! Camilla would be lying if she said the interactions between the Lennox family didn't upset her. Her father has never once embraced her like that. Camilla longed for that sort of interaction. Hopefully, this would get her foot in the door. Camilla opened her mouth to speak on when it happened. The Rebound was upon her. From the soles of her feet to her hips and pelvis the pain spread like fire. Stumbling Camilla would almost fall before catching herself on Rory. The look on Rory's face said she knew what was happening. Camilla looked at Rory, pain etched across her face, her eyes begging Rory not to give her away. Forcing herself to stand she fought through the pain and did her best to pretend she wasn't in a ridiculous amount of pain. " S-So, are you impressed father? Does this p-prove I've gotten stronger? " Camilla would ask fighting through the pain, though the struggle was reflected in her voice. Despite her face, her voice trembled as she did her best to keep from crumbling before her father. If she showed weakness now, she was positive he'd just turn around and walk off. Another wordless interaction, another disappointing gaze. Camilla would do whatever she could to avoid that.
but it'll never be enough.โขโขโข
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2019 5:56 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2019 7:19 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2019 12:31 am
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These hands could hold the world,โขโขโข
As she followed after her father she grew more and more depressed. He hadn't really reacted to anything she had said. Well, not enough to warrant getting excited. That was until he turned around to face her. The movement was so sudden Camilla jumped slightly. Had it been anyone else she would have thrown up her hands in defense. His tone matched the look on his face. His eyes narrow, intimidating, his tone cold. After he had spoken that one sentence to her, he would holler at his men to City Hall. When he looked back at her with a hopeful expression, Camilla could have cried. This what she had been longing for her entire life. For her father to be proud of her, to validate her hard work. With tears in her eyes, she would nod to her father. " Yes father! We can go to the training grounds at the school and I'll show you just how strong I've become. " She would say happily as could be. Turning and looking to Rory her face would twist into an expression of pain but she would whisper to her friend. " Rory, please go get Kayl and Nephy. They should be at Leo's forge. Tell them I'm going to need help at the schools training grounds. If you tell Kayl Double Rebound, he will know what you mean... " Camilla wouldn't know how Rory would tell this to them, but she would have to trust her.
With that Camilla would have to leave Rory and follow after her father. The two would take a horse-drawn carriage to the school grounds. " The school is great, father. It's a very nice ride to where we're going too. " She would say happily. The ride on horseback would give Camilla time to rest her legs, though it wouldn't matter too much. the pain would shoot through her every time the carriage hit a bump in the road. Camilla would smile through it regardless, she would rather die than let her father know she was in pain. She wouldn't fail now that she's come this far. It wouldn't take them long to get to the academy grounds. " Welcome to the Grand Academy of Eoana father. I think you'll like it. Their library is wonderful and the training grounds is pretty well equipped. Though, I don't believe there's anything there that could withstand my power. " She would say while holding up her right arm and flexing while grabbing her bicep with her left hand. Once they arrived at the training grounds Camilla would exit the carriage and leave it with the coach just outside the training grounds. " Okay father, we're here. What would you like me to do? " She would ask as she began stretching.
Camilla wouldn't know what her father had in store for her but she was gonna do her best even if it killed her. She anticipated that he was going to ask her to use her raiment, which would be bad since her Raiment hadn't come off it's cooldown time yet. Which is why she had Rory go to get Kayl. Camilla hadn't had to use her raiment like this since she first discovered what happened if she activated it again before it reset. So she was expecting the worst. But Camilla would do it if that was what her father wanted. She'd activate her raiment a hundred times if it meant he would be proud of her if he'd embrace her like Lennox did his daughter. She would do whatever it took to win his affection. Camilla would sigh mentally as she stretched, she was wishing she had worn shorts or brought a spare change of clothes. She was afraid of ruining her dress and unlike most of her other clothes, this one was one of a kind. She wasn't even sure if anyone in Eoana could fix it as it was a dress she brought from her homeland. Shaking her head she continued stretching waiting for her father's orders.
but it'll never be enough.โขโขโข
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2019 3:31 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 26, 2019 10:49 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 27, 2019 11:25 pm
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The only real things in life are the unexpected things.โขโขโข
The trip felt like an eternity. One thing Estarossa hated was waiting on a boat. Partying on a boat was one thing, waiting to land on a boat with no party happening was dreadful. Laying on his bed he sighed audibly. Looking around his cabin he sat up slowly. The speed of the ship was slowing down. Getting up and looking out the window he could see the town. Finally, they were arriving. Standing in the mirror he ran a hand over his clothes and smoothed them out. Satisfied he opened his cabin door and made his way towards the deck. Once on the deck he would take a deep breath and took a look around. So this was Eoana. It was nice, the town was full of commoners, but he could look past that for now. Seeing his father heading off the deck of the ship and towards the guards, Estarossa decided to follow. Standing just behind and to the right of his father, he would speak. " Father, I'd like your permission to go to the academy. I've got nothing better to do and I'd like to...cut loose and have a little fun. " He would ask with his hands clasped behind his back.
As he waited for his father's reply he would look around once more. The town was pretty nice looking considering it wasn't a Valorian city. Taking note of several shops and citizens. Moving up just past his father to get a better look Estarossa noticed quite a few women walking by, dressed for an evening out. They were looking up at the ship and caught him staring back at them from the docks. Raising his hand and waving to them with a sly smile they would giggle to themselves and wave back. Grinning devilishly he would chuckle to himself. Yes, this place will do just fine to erase his boredom. For now, he would wait for his father's word before leaving the docks entirely.
Everything else is just and illusion.โขโขโข
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