Training RP discussion

Violet crept into the stables, wings dragging on the ground. She pursed her lips as she neared a small white Pegasus with a black streak running from it's neck to it's spine. It lifted its head at her soft voice, "Jet, wake up"

Alan walked around the stables, having done the Phone call with Jarin, and was checking for anyone to be here.

((couldn't find a better place))

Lol))

One of the King's soldiers had been waiting around; he stopped and stared at Alan. "State your name and business," he said coldly.

Violet was saddling Jet up, smiling. The black Pegasus snorted

"The name is Alan, and you're going to lead me to your king for a talk with him." Alan said with an arrogant smirk, he kinda hoped the soldier would be stupid enough to attack.

Princess Breeze~Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul, and sings a tune without the words and never stops at all~ wrote: "Lol))"

((Yeah :D, turns out we only have the Woods as an outside place))

"The King doesn't let just anyone see him," the soldier said.

Imma just stay out of this one :3))

"Oh you can ask his arrogant little daughter if he knows me, what was his name, Sammy?" Alan said mockingly, then turned to a frown. "Are there any soldiers around here so I can find the most willing one to bring me and just kill the rest of you?" Alan asked.

"Fine," he said, giving in--he was cowardly at best. "I'll call him and tell him to come here."

He took out a radio like the ones Samuel and Delia had used.
"Tell the King that there's a peasant who wants to talk to him, and won't take no for an answer." The soldier gave the coordinates of the place to whoever was on the other end.

"Good job, oh, and tell them we captured one of his little pets, I think her name was Delia." Alan said with a confident smirk.

He ended the conversation and turned to Alan. "The King won't be happy," he warned. "You don't know what he's done to traitors in the past."

"Tell him that he's suicidal if the thinks that he can get this land." Alan said, frowning at the traitor part and sighed. "I'm not a traitor, to be a traitor I need to have been on his side once, and I never was." Alan explained.

'Understand." Alan said.

The soldier nodded. "Sure."

"So how long do I have to wait for that lazy king of yours." Alan said.

((Boop))

"As much time as he needs," the soldier said evasively.

"Tell him I'm going to start searching for Samuel and killing that little brat if he doesn't offer a location in 15 minutes." Alan said.

((I have to leave soon. Sorry))

((It's okay))

The soldier picked up the radio and listened to the person on the other end. "He'll be here within the hour."

"Jeez, does he walk that slow, just give me his location so I can fly to him." Alan said impatiently.

"That's not going to happen," he replied.

"Oh well, then I guess I can kill the kings followers to deliver the first part of my message, how would he react if I killed Sammy." Alan said with a smirk.

"You would pay dearly, mark my words."

"Oh don't worry, I have the money." Alan said.

He finally gave up. "If you must know where the King is, he's in a castle about fifty miles to the North...but it's surrounded by guards.

"Hey thanks, guess you're not useful anymore." Alan said.

The soldier got his meaning immediately and began to run away.

Alan smirked, then spread his wings and flew to the castle.

((I guess we can make the castle))

((I'll make it!))

((Okay))

((Just need to know what to name the thread))

((Just 'palace' would be fine.))