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Post by Taya on Apr 22, 2009 1:56:03 GMT
The chandeliers above, along with several sconces along the wall, bathed the room and dancers in their glow making everyone forget the late hour. Laughter and gay music swirled around the hundreds of people enjoying the their host's extravagant hospitality. How could she possibly find anyone in here? And though every face sported a different mask and dress, they all looked the same. Even herself. Needing to blend in and not draw attention to herself, Rose Hunter's dress was a deep midnight blue brocade, richly embroidered with pearls and laces. The skirt was was a slightly lighter shade of blue silk. Her raven dark hair was piled high as per the fashion with just a bit of it loose and falling across her right shoulder. Her equally dark eyes hid behind a ribbon tied, papier mache mask with brocade and royal blue and turquoise in gold leaf finish. Thus keeping her identity a secret like everyone else. As dark as her hair was her fair skin was a sharp contrast. Somewhere within this ballroom of happy revelers, there was a person who had the information she needed. She didn't know who they were, but they knew something of her missing brother and his best friend. Earlier in the week along with the invitation to the masque, a note stating that she would be met by someone who could give her some of the answers she had been seeking over the past few months. The note was now safely on her person along with the blue rose corsage she had been instructed to wear. Rose had been grateful that it went so well with her dress, chose to blend into the dark if she had to make a run for it. She certainly expected foul play. What else she was to think if her informer had gone to so much trouble to hide their identity not just from her but everyone else in the capitol city. Carnival was certainly a perfect time for that. Now all Rose could do was wait, even though that's what she felt she had been doing for weeks after her initial inquires. As the hour grew later and still no one seemed to be calling it a night, Rose felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned to see.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: draw what you will from the post and have fun. I leave it open to all races and magicks, but please keep your characters in check no over the top super powers that noone can beat. okay have fun www.venetianmasksshop.com/enlarged_view.htm?images/cm0027.jpg
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Post by ChronoLink on Apr 22, 2009 5:32:57 GMT
...a chandelier break and crash on to a man in all white. A gust of wind rushed into the room.
"Silly child just because you escaped me does not mean you are free." A man screamed in a shrewish voice as the glass shattered from the window of which he entered. "Enjoy your last few moments! Mwhahaha!"
People quickly began to flee in fear. Everyone knew exactly who had just shown up. It was the evil sorcerer, Lord Arkanian. Not much was known about the extent of his powers but it was known that he forced several to did his bidding.
"Rose.....Rose...where are you?" The man in all white whimpered with the bit of air he had left. As he saw the blue rose he continued on, "It's me, your brother, Harold. Nicholas is still under his control and you must help him. He might not be able to admit it, but when he could he repeatedly told me that he loved you...". With those final words said he passed away.
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Post by Taya on Apr 22, 2009 9:02:50 GMT
At first, Rose couldn't move. Her eyes were locked on the man at her feet. She didn't hear the screams of terror as people ran in fear or feel the blood on her cheek and arms from the shattered chandelier.
"Harry, Harry" she cried. The brocade of her dress was now being stained by Harold Hunter's blood as she knelt next to him. Rose held his hand tight refusing to let go though chaos in sued around her. To her only three people existed in the room, herself, Harold, and Lord Arkanian. She could feel the hate and despair welling up inside her. "Harry, don't leave me."
When she could no longer deny that Harold had left this world, Rose glared up at Lord Arkanian. "I won't let you get away with this!" She cried "You'll pay for Harry's death!"
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Post by ChronoLink on Apr 22, 2009 9:32:27 GMT
"...whatever..." Lord Arkanian didn't seemed to be bothered by Rose's threat. He had already gotten what he had wanted. Harold was one of several Humans that possessed magic. Since the magic laid dormant inside of him Lord Arkanian was able to steal the magic from him. Once the magic is stolen, however, the person can no longer be controlled by him.
"What can you possible do to me? I am an all powerful sorcerer and you are just a mere human?" Lord Arkanian began to chuckle. As he looked at Rose he felt that she also had magic inside of her but he was not able to control her. This did not get to him because he knew his magic was far more superior and he was well trained in using it.
Lord Arkanian wanted to show his power off so he levitated shards of the glass from the shattered window and attacked Rose with them causing to make her bleed even more. "If I wanted to I could give you the same fate as your brother. Your just as useless and weak. But your insolence deserves the punishment of living with your grief. You know, you have the same face your mother had when I killed your father in front of her. Don't worry she lived a good life as my slave until her death, but your brother never told you this story did he?" Lord Arkanian laughed maniacally as he left.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Taya approved of character development. (perk of being a roomate)
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Post by Taya on Apr 22, 2009 10:22:33 GMT
Rose threw up her arms to protect her face as the shards attacked her. She bit her lip as the glass bit into her skin refusing to cry out as she did. Though once the ballroom was empty, Rose was reduced to sobs. Slowly she began to untie the mask from Harold's face as Arkanian's words echoed in her ears. She caressed his cheek tenderly. For years it had just been Harry, Nick, and Rose. Before they had met Nick, it was Harry and Rose. Rose barely remembered her parents.
It wasn't until the palace guards began to show up that Rose even moved. She knew she couldn't take Harold's body with her and she knew she couldn't be caught by the guard. So gathering up her skirts, Rose crept from the ballroom and the estate out into the streets. The streets around the noble's homes we're paved with cobblestones and still deserted though the sky was beginning to lighten.
Shadow by shadow, Rose made her way to the rougher side of town and finally towards the less well known gates used to get into the city. She had to be quick, the ogre would soon be waking. Once sheltered by the trees of the forest, Rose stripped of her mask and broke out into a run. When she reached the cottage of the run down woodcutting ogre, Rose began to change hurriedly into her simply brown super tunic and brown doe skin breeches. Rose unpined her hair and instead bound it with a leather thong at the back of her neck. A white apron and light leather boots finished off her attire.
Sighing in relief that she should be able to escape a beating today, Rose splash some water on her face from the barrel outside. Thanks to her close, she felt confident that the ogre wouldn't see anything injures except for her face, so she did her best to clean those.
6 months ago, Harry and Nick had gone missing. 17 year old Rose had set out in search of them alone. She had no one else. So it was then that ogre had found her. He owned her now. With no relative or anyone else to claim her, Rose was stuck doing the ogre's chores.
Rose hid the bloody and expensive dress she had saved and stolen money in order to buy and pass herself off as one of the nobles. It was a shame such a beautiful dress was completely ruined. But that thought didn't cross her mind as she crept back inside listening to the snoring ogre. She curled herself up into a ball in the straw she called a bed and let her grief consume her. Arkanian was right. Living was a worse punishment.
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Post by ChronoLink on Apr 25, 2009 1:24:28 GMT
Waking up, Borlof wanted to eat his normal breakfast but could not smell it. "ROSE!!!! ROSE!!!" The ogre began screaming as he stormed through out his house. "I HUNGRY! WANT FOOD!"
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Post by .:SeTiFa:. on Apr 25, 2009 18:09:37 GMT
Kyra Lyn sighed and stared at her partner. She had finished her one year Puppy training and now was in her fifth month as a part of the Dog force. Yet she could not get a good partner. "Boxer" was a fourth senior partner and he was turning to be a disappointment. He was slow and lazy, he talked with the neighbors and never wanted catch the Rats. When we heard the cry of murder he would sigh and say "Plenty of folks hereabout just wan ta see me run, I ain't fallin for THAT again" and by the time we reached the bodies, the thieves had run away.
"A word with ye, Lyn" Boxer said. Kyra had the biggest urge walk up to her senior officer and punch him in the eye. Instead Kyra stood attention. "I'm requestin a new partner."
"e-excuse me?" Kyra's mouth dropped, HE is replacing ME?!
"Yer're too twitchy Lyn, ye want to jump and pounce at every sound and bag every Rat we see, if i was younger mayhaps this would work. But I'm too old for ye." Boxer pulled out his toothpick, dropped it on the floor and walked away. Fuming with anger, her eyes icy grey, Kyra was going after Boxer when she felt a very sharp sting on her left calf. Kyra glanced down and saw a black and white street cat staring staring at Kyra, who had one second to take a deep breath before a loud voice boomed in her head.
"ROSEY! ROSEY!! Why is it so dark? Where did you go? Did Arakian get to you? Nicholas couldn't get away..." Kyra gasped. It was the first time a spirit was so loud and clear to her.
"It's dark because you are dead. You must move onto the Dark God." Kyra whispered, knowing the spirit can't hea-
"WHO'S THERE?! WHO ARE YOU? WHAT DO YOU MEAN I'M DEAD?! WHAT ABOUT ROSE?" Answered the voice. Kyra's eyes widened in surprise.
"Y...you can hear me?" Kyra asked stuttering.
"OF COURSE I CAN HEAR YOU!" came two voices. Kyra looked up from the cat to see Boxer looking at her like she was crazy. He shook his head and muttered something under his breath and quickly left. Kyra swooped down and picked up the kitten. It reached out and put a paw on her left cheek.
"WHAT? WHAT ARE YOU DOING? PUT ME DOWN! GET ME TO ROSEY!" Screamed the male voice.
"Who's Rosey?" Kyra asked.
"My sister. She was at the masquerade just a moment ago... she looked just like our mother..." The voice quivered. "I just need to make sure she is alright. Please! You must help me find her." Kyra pet the kitten.
"Must?" she asked.
"Well if I was still alive I would ask a Dog to help, obviously by your uniform you are a Dog so yes... MUST." Came his curt reply. Kyra sighed.
"I have to report to my Sergent. Do you know where your sister might be?"
"I remember where our cottage was, we must start there." He said.
"You said something about a masquerade, that's where you last saw her and probably where you were killed. Maybe we should start there." Kyra suggested. The kitten sneezed as the voice gave a small laugh.
"Like they would allow a city Dog into the Lord Provost Castle." he managed to say between his fits of giggles.
"My lord Provost of Gershom?" Kyra asked surprised. Her adoptive father never mentioned this, then again, anything pertaining to the castle was knight work. Unless there was evidence that linked the castle to the street, Dogs were never called. "Well then we'll start with the cottage." She made a note to herself: the next visit home, she must ask Lord Gershom about the masquerade.
When she was finally off duty her head was pounding, the kitten was following her everywhere (being friendly with the scent dogs at the Kennel), and she had been taken from the Night Watch to Evening Watch where she would follow her previous partners until a new partner for her was found.
"Lets go, lets go lets go." the voice chanted at her.
"Lead the way-what is your name?" Kyra asked.
"Harold...Harry" he said. "This way, quickly!" Kyra stumbled following after the nimble cat. They walked for a while, they had started from Gate Kennel, moved past three districts, through the slums of Lower City and was past the city boundaries. "Wait!" Kyra said, stopping the kitten.
"What?!" Harry asked, annoyed they had to stop. Kyra knew better than going blind. They city was her, outside was a unknown world to her. She checked her 12 rib knives, six boot knives, arm guards, five belt knives and her thin ten shoulder throwing knives. She then pulled down her braided bun into a braided ponytail, making sure the spikes hidden inside the braid was pulled outward, giving a painful surprise to anyone stupid enough to grab her by her hair. She then checked her metal throat guard which would prevent anyone from slicing her throat from behind. Finally she checked her Katana, a Yamani sword that flashed true blue steel. "Ready?" Harry asked, washing his face. Kyra gave a short nod. "we're very close so..."
They came to a small clearing with a quaint cottage with-
"I HUNGRY! WANT FOOD!" came a roar from within.
"What the-" Kyra and Harry met eyes and Harry/Kitten ran inside.
"ROSE!!!!!!!!!" came his scream. Kyra rolled her eyes. 'She won't be able to hear you, you looby. No one hears the dead in cats.' Kyra quietly pushed herself flat against the wall outside the cottage and as kitten jumped in, took a peek through the door what she was dealing with. Her stomach felt sick when she saw the ogre. Sighing, Kyra pulled out six shoulder blades and followed in after the crazy kitten.
"WHERE IS SHE!" Kyra yelled at the oger, throwing two of knives, aiming at his shoulders.
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OOC: I just realized as i was posting if i should take out Harry since he was originally chorno's character. I wasn't sure if post humorous he'd be up for grabs or not... =___=;; lemme know if you wanna take it over Chrono...
sorry for the uber long post, i wanted to give my character a little background.
btw
Kennel: police station Puppy: Police in training, Cadet... etc Dog: police scent dogs: hounds Rats: those on the other side of the law
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Post by Taya on Apr 27, 2009 21:52:56 GMT
Rose had just started to gather things from the cupboard when she heard someone shout,
"WHERE IS SHE?"
She wasn't sure what to do setting the large bowl she was about to fill with oatmeal. Who was looking for her? After the night she had, it couldn't be good. As quietly as she could, Rose peaked in from the kitchen into the main living room.
*A Dog!* Rose thought in a panic. She hadn't done anything illegal. Her invitation had been legit. And she had plenty of witness that saw who crashed the party, literally. Maybe she should run now. Creeping to the back door, Rose went to her knees in pain. The ownership enchantment was still strong. Borlof had issued an order and she had to comply. As long as it wasn't something outrageous, Rose had to do as Borlof wished. In such an enchantment, only two people could end it. Borlof could release her of his own free will, or Rose could take her own freedom. There was a third way, but Rose held no hope of that anymore. But it was the second way to end the enchantment that kept owners from being to crazy with their demands.
Grabbing the table, Rose pulled herself back up to her feet. She only had one way to stay away from the pain and that was to finish Borlof's breakfast. No matter what was going on in the other room. The odd situation made Rose want to laugh. Even if the dog was a rouge and she killed Borlof she would still be under the enchantment. Except she would now be owned by another of Borlof's relatives.
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Post by ChronoLink on Apr 29, 2009 21:34:35 GMT
"Rose!" Borlof began to smell some food but was still not happy. As the knives impaled his shoulder blades, Borlof turned into the kitchen sure that it was Rose who attacked him. "STUPID GIRL. NO WANT THAT." Borlof then smacked Rose's wounded face. "You attack your master? No wonder why you no have family. They leave you cause you stupid." Borlof chuckled as he literally began kicking Rose around.
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Post by Taya on Apr 29, 2009 22:18:16 GMT
"I didn't." Rose stammered as she winced in pain. "Please..." She was used to Borlof's fits, but this was worse than usual. "Stop, please." As she tried to pull herself back up under the ogre's blows, Rose grabbed the first thing off the counter that she could reach. Thinking she had grabbed the spoon, she swung it at Borlof. The silver blade of the carving knife swiped across the ogre's front.
Rose screamed as the his blood spilled across the floor.
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Post by .:SeTiFa:. on Apr 30, 2009 1:56:55 GMT
Kyra watched the ogre cut and bleeding. "I had to assume she was smart." she muttered to herself as she jumped in front of the ogre and pushed the girl out of the way. She grabbed her sword and placed it at the bridge of the ogre's nose, a push will break his skull and kill him instantly. "Break the illegal enchantment ogre, or by the King's name i WILL kill you. The cut you have now is superficial but this won't be."
'JUST KILL IT!!' Harry/kitten spoke to Kyra, licking Rose's cheek.
'I'm not that stupid.' Kyra thought to Harry. 'Enchantment spells are tricky, if he dies, his closest kin becomes her master. i don't want to be fighting ogre's for the rest of my life for your sister. That or I have to take her to the goddess's temple for protection and they have to deal with your sister's enchantment but that means I can't see her and you won't be able to talk to her...'
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Post by ChronoLink on Apr 30, 2009 7:35:03 GMT
"WHHHAAAAAA!" Borlof began to wail in pain. "Who you think you are? I do nothing wrong. Stupid girl attack me first. My enchantment is common practice. She agreed to it for shelter. Her choice. You are in here attacking me, meddling in my business. I report YOU to king." Borlof grabbed the knife held to his nose, cutting his nose and hand in the process. "I should probably just kill you but me don't know you." Borlof picked up Kyra and threw her out the kitchen window. "Take your stupid kitty with you." Borlof proceeded to throw the kitty out the window, knocking Harold's spirit out of it.
Borlof was really weak from his several injuries and would not last much longer. "Girl you win. I die now so you will be free. My family will come after you. I no do nothing....wr...ong..." in his final breath Borlof colapsed right in front of Rose.
"Your free. That is all I wanted. Please save Nicholas. I am so sorry I can not be with you but I am just happy you are free. Don't worry about me I am off to a better place. Now run!" Harold was in a kinda corporeal form in front of Rose as he slow disappeared into nothing.
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Post by Taya on Apr 30, 2009 19:33:07 GMT
"I... I .. didn't ... mean.. Harry..." Rose stuttered as she got to her feet. What was she to do now? Then she remembered what Harold had said. She had to save Nick. She had to run. Plus there was a Dog outside and she just killed Borlof. Hands shaking, Rose looked around the kitchen.
Money, she needed money. A purpose made it easier for Rose to focus, even if she was in pain. Limping, Rose made her way to the front room. She grabbed the jar that the ogre kept his savings. The jar was filled with coppers and some silver, which Rose emptied in to a leather purse. Time was running short and Rose grabbed a few last essential items, a change of clothes, food, a skein of water and a knife.
Once ready she went out the back door, limping the whole way. Rose wished that Borlof wasn't an ogre and had need for a horse, but as he could carry all the wood in the cart and didn't need anything to pull it. So Rose was stuck traveling by foot.
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Post by ChronoLink on May 2, 2009 22:31:01 GMT
Berma skipped on her way to her big brother, Borlof's house. She had not seen him for a couple of weeks but today was her ninth birthday. Borlof had promised her some money that he had been saving in a jar for her to buy candy and a new dolly. Berma twirled around in her bright pink tutu as she held onto her plastic tiara. When she got to the house she had noticed that it was really quite which she thought was unusual because he was usually yelling at his servant, Rose.
"BIG BROTHER! BIG BROTHER! Where are you?" Berma got giddy as she thought that maybe she was about to enter into her own surprise birthday party. Berma sat outside for a while practicing her shocked face. She slowly began to enter and noticed that it was a little messy. Her jar was empty so she got even happier thinking about all of the candy she about enjoy and how great her new doll was going to be.
"Anybody home? Borlof? Rose?" Berma began to get a little frustrated as she went from room to room. "BIG BROTHER I AM HERE!" Berma shouted.
Berma finally made her way into the kitchen. "Big brother?" Berma's joy quickly turned into sorrow as she looked at the bloody body of her big brother. "This isn't funny big brother, wake up." Berma tried shaking his body but all that happened was she managed to get blood on her tutu. "ROOOOSSSSSEEEEEEEE!" Berma shouted as now she was filled with anger. "It must have been you. That is why you are not here, is it?" Berma decided that now she must revenge her big brother's death. Slowly she pulled the two knives from out of Borlof's back. "I'll kill you with the same weapon that you killed him with." Berma wiped her tears off with the back of her hands and began practicing swinging the knives as she got up.
"I'll go ask Lord Arkanian to help me track her. If anyone can help me it is him." Berma headed on her way towards the village in which his castle was.
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Post by .:SeTiFa:. on May 4, 2009 22:29:31 GMT
Kyra felt herself thrown out the window and rolled her body tightly as she did so often in practice. But no one in practice had the strength of an ogre. So she flew a wondrous flight before landing on the side of the woodsy hill and rolled down hitting trees after trees, knocking out her breath as she prayed. When she landed she stayed flat on the floor checking herself for broken bones. Her shoulder had dislocated (again) and she would be a wonderful mosaic of purple, black, green and blue, and minor cuts would bleed and scab but thankfully nothing was serious. She slowly gathered herself together and rose. She heard a distinct meow near her and walked up to the black and white kitten who slowly opened his eyes.
"Harry?" She asked it. The kitten simply began to wash itself. She wondered what happened to the spirit. Normally they stuck around until they finished their business. She stared at the tree trunk next to her and sighed, knowing the pain that would follow. She gathered up her courage and rammed her shoulder into it, popping it back into place as the pain glared white hot in her head. She then too the kitten and started to climb back up the long hill which she had just rolled from. She was ready to faint from the beating her body had just took and from a night of no sleep but she knew she was bound by law to check on the house and its occupant.
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