Medieval Rp discussion

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Arthur galloped through the forrest

Arthur rode back to the stables

Janessa walked into th forest singing quietly as she took a break

Lucan marvelled at how silently Shade could move, even through thickly wooded forest. The rangy stallion seemed to revel in navigating overgrown paths and hidden ways. 'I shouldn't be surprised really, since I take him riding every night, oftentimes through terrain such as this.' the dark-haired horseman mused, smirking knowingly.

But it wasn't night now, the Sun shone a multitude of spears piercing the forest floor a fair distance below a holey canopy, so much so that, dark as his garb was, Lucan seemed to flash intermittently, as though he had diamonds concealed upon his black surcoat, and dark grey chain mail. The hand, not lightly gripping the reins held a staff sopped with a featureless black square of cloth, which served in place of a heraldic standard.

Finnula rode fast through the forrest, the air whipping her hair back as she rode. She slowed her horse however when they finally neard a stream. She slid off her horse and walked it to the water so it could drink whilst she walked around for a while.

Janessa stood in a clearing under a tree singing an old folks song she learned somewhere but couldnt quite remember where. she slowly started dancing around the dappled sunlight making her black hair shine silver

As they made their way along a dirt track, Lucan observed a trail, mere moments old crossing their path, the hoofprints were light and beginning to fade; a mare in all likelihood. Hunter's did not habituaslly ride mares, it had to be a lady, and probably highborn.

He frowned, a scramble of fresher tracks seemed to be following after the first rider; a loose trio of poorly shod mounts, their hoofprints were deeper in the semi-solid mud, they had not ridden forth on a jaunt, probably seasoned rangers or... 'Bandits,' growled Lucan, nudging Shade forward with his spurs.

Janessa slowly wandered towards the river

Finnula walked back to her horse whom was now grazzing on some grass, she smiled slightly runing her hand down the horses flank. The horse whinnied and moved back to the water. Finnula watched the horse, whom walked right into the water. She shook her head and then saw some movement out of the corner of her eye, she looked but there was nothing. She shook her head shrugging, but all of a sudden a group of men seized her and her horse. Finnula squirmed and screamed slightly but then they gagged her before tying her up so she could not move. Finnula struggled to get out of the ropes but to no avail

The scream tore through the lazy air like a knife, Lucan spurred Shade forward into a gallop. The midnight black stallion actually managed to do so relatively quietly, his ironshod hooves muffled by the driusts of yellow-red leaves as the autumnal forest shrugges of it;s leafy garment and stood half naked under the smirking Sun.

As they neared the river, Lucan saw the source of the trouble; a burly man dressed in leathers had slung a woman in a roughspun dress over his broad shoulder, as his dark-haired, skinny companion was finishing applying a rough cloth gag, as their companion, a lanky, stringy-haired simpleton tugged on the cream mare's reins. Like her mistress, her resistance, was futile.

'Didn't your mother ever teach you it;s wrong to steal,' Lucan mused.

Finnulas gaze moved to the man whom spooked and she raised a brow, she kept struggling in the mans arms.

Her horse reared up, flaily its legs toward the man whom was so addament on getting her to follow.

Frank, the man whom was holding Finnula smirked "Oh really? As if i care, and im sure she is not yours" he said gruffly, putting finnula on the horse.

A ringing sound announced trhe presence of the longsword, as Lucan slid down from Shade's back, and walked, almost casually, towards the would be kidnappers.

'And I am sure she certainly isn't yours,' he noted her muted sturggles, 'and by the look of it she's not very keen on coming with you.' Lucan's eyes darted to the man's companions; the slighter one had finished gagging the woman and was fingering a long knife at his belt. The simpleton just stared, his mouth open, the mare all but forgotten, tied securely to a tree.

Having deposited the woman unceremoniusly upon the saddle, the leader drew a two-handed greatsword from where it hung strapped to his back. 'Let's show the tin man here what comes of those as crosses the Wildermen!' he roared. His shrew-faced companion, name of Hoster, drew a pair of long daggers from his belt, and the straw-haired giant, whose name nobody knew, but who they called Gulp, hefted a warhammer.

Frank came at him while his companions moved to attack from the left and right. Gulp was the first. Lucan easily evaded the giant's powerful blow that thudded into the earth, moving swiftly under Gulp's guard, and delivering a blow to his nose with the pommel, breaking it. Gulp howled in pain, both hands clutching his bleeding nose, weapon discarded.

Lucan caught Hoster's vicious stab to the cheat with his featureless shield, slicing the man's unprotected thigh with a downward slash. That was two down. Frank haung back,his fingers clenching and shifting for a better grip on his weapon, wary of making a move.

'If you want to save a limb, I'd suggest you make yourself scarce.' Lucan taunted. With a roar of fury Frank struck, a tremendous sweeping blow that crashed upon Lucan's raised shield, staggering him, sending him a few steps back at the impact. Sensing an opening, he tried to run the dark knight through, only for Lucan to deftly step aside, catching the bandit leader with a slash to his back.

With a grunt of pain, Frank wheeled around, and regarded Lucan murderously, 'you'll pay for that, boy!' A further blow crashed onto his shield, Lucan's arm beneath was beginning to feel numb. Discarding it, he gripped his longsword in both hands. Despite his superior strength, Frank lumbered ineffectually after the lightly-clad Lucan, and after several more passes,staggered, panting heavily, bleeding from several shallow wounds.

'Yield, and I shall let you go with your life. Your companions have thought better of their folly.' Franks eyes swept the scene for his companions, but not finding them, turned his furious gaze back to Lucan ,'we shall meet again boy, and next time shall be your last!' And with that the big man shuffled away into the forest, horse forgotten.

Lucan sheathed his sword, and retrieved his shield; it didn't look to badly damaged, nothing a blacksmith and a good hammer could not put right. His attention turned to the woman. Depositing his arms on Shade, he carefully lifted her down from the horse, a disinterested grey, and setting her down upon a large mossy slab. Carefully he undid her bindings and loosened her gag.

'I trust you are not hurt my lady?'

((Herro deary!))

Lane trotted carefully through the forest, moons large hoofs all but soundless on the dry leaves which have long consumed the dirt. 'idiot' she thought to herself. 'how do you expect to find the lady out here?' she sighed. This forest was giant, she was sure not to find her. Moon sensed her hesitation and slowed to a trot, and she let him, what was the use?

Woolfie wrote: "A ringing sound announced trhe presence of the longsword, as Lucan slid down from Shade's back, and walked, almost casually, towards the would be kidnappers.

'And I am sure she certainly isn't y..."

((hahahaha pick mememememe uh.... Woolfie kinda has me hahahaha he isnt distracted :P))

Finnula nodded swallowing before she spoke "why sir, I have not seen such great movement with a sword" she said in awe. Shaking out her hands she looked up at him "And whom might I be thanking for saving my life and our kingdom?" she asked softly, standing up. SHe was still looking up at him, his height greater then her own.

Montana wrote: "Lane frowned when she saw someone go running back and crouch in the shadows. She walked up to her. "miss?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly. "are you okay?""

PICK MEMEMEME wrote: "Janessa pulled Finnulas off of the horse making sure everyone was distrated befoe she ran into the shadows "Ae you okay?" she whispered"

Montana wrote: "Lane trotted carefully through the forest, moons large hoofs all but soundless on the dry leaves which have long consumed the dirt. 'idiot' she thought to herself. 'how do you expect to find the l..."

PICK MEMEMEME wrote: "janessa watche from the shadows not quite sure what to do. She bit her lip and waited until everyone was distracted before she snuck over to Finnulas "Hello m'lady" she said quickly untieing the ro..."

((If you read woolfies post, he has already untied Finnula and has her seated on a mossy slab...Please in future read them, even if the posts are long))

Lane was still searching the maids eyes for answers when she heard voices from the clearing. She frowned and slowly crept towards it, moon trailing behind her loyaly. "My...my lady?" gawked lane, stepping into the light, moon approaching from behind her, yet unattatched.

(( i know, lane was just talking to janessa. ))

PICK MEMEMEME wrote: "Janessa pulled Finnulas off of the horse making sure everyone was distrated befoe she ran into the shadows "Ae you okay?" she whispered"

((Janessa had apparently taken m'lady yet m'lady was in good hands....))

(( ok...thanks ))

((anytime :D thank you for the cooperation))

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Despite himself,Lucan blushed, and cursed himself silently for his awkwardness.
'Twas but nothing my lady,' he said gruffly, before looking at her in the eyes, 'I am Ser Lucan or Brackenwood, a days travel ahorse out west.'

♥MJ_Lover♥♥Eminem_Lover♥ wrote: "Montana wrote: "Lane frowned when she saw someone go running back and crouch in the shadows. She walked up to her. "miss?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly. "are you okay?""

PICK MEMEMEME..."

I did read them i was just half asleep and forgot im sorry DX))

((I'm so confused i read the posts but i forgot imma just delete my posts DX))

Woolfie wrote: "Despite himself,Lucan blushed, and cursed himself silently for his awkwardness.
'Twas but nothing my lady,' he said gruffly, before looking at her in the eyes, 'I am Ser Lucan or Brackenwood, a da..."

Finnula smiled "I owe you much" she said softly, a blush tinging her cheeks slighty when she saw him blush "Pe, come to the manor and rest, you must be tired" she said softly

PICK MEMEMEME wrote: "((I'm so confused i read the posts but i forgot imma just delete my posts DX))"

PICK MEMEMEME wrote: "♥MJ_Lover♥♥Eminem_Lover♥ wrote: "Montana wrote: "Lane frowned when she saw someone go running back and crouch in the shadows. She walked up to her. "miss?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly. ..."

((hahaha its fine. Thats for the cooperation))

Realisation flashed bejhind his eyes, 'You are the, lady of the manor then? Beg pardon for my, uhm... I...' Why was his tongue so insistent on tripping him up now? Why now?

'Ahem... ah... allow me to help you to your horse my lady...' God, t=did that sound as flustered and rushed as he thought it did, how was he going to pass himself off as a Knight, bumbling like a bashful peasant?

Lucan went down on one knee and cupped his gloved hands for her to mount. Daintily she stepped into his waiting hands, she weighed barely anything. As she adjusted herself sidesaddle, her robe lifted slightly allowing Lucan a brief glimpse of smooth, pale calf, beautifully formed, definied by a decidedly unpeasant-like silk stocking.

Mounting Shade,Lucan brought the stallion alongside her,'I would be honoured to accept your gracious offer, my lady, if you were to honour me by allowing me to escort you back.' He dared a shy smile.

Finnula smiled and nodded before her horse began at a slow trot. Finnula ran her fingers through some of her horses mane. The movement of the horse was soothing... Finnula closed her eyes for a second. They were riding through forset, a slight breeze rustling the leaves of the trees high above. Flowers were everywhere in bloom and the sun shone lazily through the cracks in the blanket like canopy above.

As they moved forward, Finnulas horse began a canter and Finnula smiled slightly before opening her eyes once more

Lucan couldn't help but steal subtle glances at the lady, who despite her nerve-wracking ordeal, seemed alltogether very calm and composed. 'This is some woman,' he thought, before propriety scattered such inappropriate thoughts like a schoolmistress shoos a gaggle of tardy schoolchildren.

Part of the reason for her apparently blissful ignorance, he thought, had to do with the fact that he held the reins of both horses in his gloved right hand, and both the cream and tyhe shadow were trotting side by side at a pleasant pace.

As he made to glance at her in passing, her eyes fluttered open and stared straight into his.

Finnula gave him a warm heartfelt smile before looking at her horse, a blush making its way up her cheeks. She didnt know why she would be blushing...She looked up at the trees and around them....before looking back to horse

'You tomfool boy,' his old Pa would have doubtless chided him, 'fancy cappin eye on a fine-born lady yer plum daff y'are.' Lucan cleared his throat self-consciously, and said not another word, not paid her another glance the rest of the way back to the Manor.

They finally reached the stable after a slow ride. A slow awkwar ride...

((cya in the stable))

Janessa was back in the clearing laying on her stomach singing to herself tracing designs in the grass

Janessa stood up and walked towards the lake

"Fair Kate, where be my food?" The man asked sarcastically, his dry, cracked lips curling into a smile. "Bring me food!" He shouted at her, flailing his arms like a young child.
"Ask a servant, my dear, sweet Husband." She replied, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she batted her eyelashes. She urged her mule forward, kicking the beast's side with her worn leather boots. "We're near the manor now, you'll be fed there." She told him, grabbing the fake leg as it started to slip from under her skirts.
"What's that, Kate? Has the Shrew's heart finally caught up with 'er body? Grown another leg, love?" Petruchio joked, his laughter bellowing through the trees.
"No, no, My Lord," She started, unsure weather she should tell him that it's real purpose was to let her appear to be ridding side-saddle, or to lie and be the tamed wife she was supposed to be "It is so I can ride like a man." She told him, grinning at his shocked expression. "But better, with no cock." She bit back her laughter and pulled her mule back, ridding behind him.

((Soo... I was thinking, perhaps Katherina and her husband could be riding to the castle because she's "with child" and there are no physicians in the summer manor they'd been staying at. So they come to see the doctor at the castle :D Yes? No? Maybe?))

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((Great :D ))