Post by safire on Oct 22, 2007 15:30:33 GMT -8
Safire took in deep breaths as she walked across the sand. She continued to move, full of hate. She was able to travel much farther and faster then ever before. She had been asking around in forests at elven village and other places, she couldn't find anything about her. However, Safire was an amazing tracker. She was able to follow the fights Tallan had been through with no problem, and she got the straight direction she went in.
She was in the town. She knew Tallan was somewhere in here. She could feel it. She moved quickly, her feet gliding across the sand, of course it looked much heavier then she really was stepping, her large metal boots made it seem that way. She glared at the ground, taking another deep breath. She must not have eaten in so long... Or drank, but that wasn't stopping here.
She spent her day, trying to learn about Tallan, she got nothing about her in the kingdom. She was able to learn about the person she hated. Most people knew nothing about her, meaning... She must have been on the Order. So, they were trying to over throw a kingdom? Heh, rebels. She wasn't going to join a small little wimpy side like her sister, she was smarter then that. She walked along the street, she soon came to the castle in the center of the town.
These were they guys. People told her that he was hated, mean, and cruel. Others told her people worked for him because of their fear. She didn't look at him as so tough. She bet he was someone who sat in a large golden chair ordering his large army around, and that was what people thought.
She opened the large doors to be stopped by guards. "What might you have business doing here?" One asked her.
"I have to speak with the king." She said. "I'm a traveler, and I have to stay here a while, I need to speak with him, I wish to help him." She said watching them. The guards nodded and opened the doors. Safire walked inside, she began to walk down hall after hall. She knew the thrown room was always near the center of the castle, so she had a pretty good idea about where to go.
Safire had no idea how she looked, she had her huge eyes glancing around, Blond hair flying out all over in her face, the stands of hair made her look like nothing more then a girl. She didn't at all look scary, she had on a short black dress with tight black pants under them, metal boots and black laced gloves. No matter how hard she tried, she just wasn't scary.
She soon came to the thrown room doors. It was obvious those were them, they were huge with designs running along them. She lightly put her hand down and took in a deep breath. She opened them and walked inside. Suddenly realizing how thirsty she was. Safire looked forward, a glare in her eyes.
She came forward along the red carpet. She ignored everything, but the king. Alright, maybe he was a lot scarier then she thought. She felt a weird vibe about him, he obviously wasn't human. She assumed his story must have been like hers. She was part elf, and part Metalic. So she didn't have the elf ears, but she did have everything else about them.
She got on her knees and bowed to him. "You're majesty." She said presenting herself to him. She glanced up at him, slowly returning to her feet. She looked at him, waiting for the alright to start talking, she knew how royal people wanted to be treated. She was one... Althought... She wasn't really anymore, she ran away, making her nothing more then a run away girl. This wasn't her land, her castle. She knew it just as well as Tallan, and she sure wasn't going to tell anyone about it. Just like Tallan.
(Hiya, I'm sorry I didn't contact you earlier, I guessed this was the place to start the role-play though.) [/i]
She was in the town. She knew Tallan was somewhere in here. She could feel it. She moved quickly, her feet gliding across the sand, of course it looked much heavier then she really was stepping, her large metal boots made it seem that way. She glared at the ground, taking another deep breath. She must not have eaten in so long... Or drank, but that wasn't stopping here.
She spent her day, trying to learn about Tallan, she got nothing about her in the kingdom. She was able to learn about the person she hated. Most people knew nothing about her, meaning... She must have been on the Order. So, they were trying to over throw a kingdom? Heh, rebels. She wasn't going to join a small little wimpy side like her sister, she was smarter then that. She walked along the street, she soon came to the castle in the center of the town.
These were they guys. People told her that he was hated, mean, and cruel. Others told her people worked for him because of their fear. She didn't look at him as so tough. She bet he was someone who sat in a large golden chair ordering his large army around, and that was what people thought.
She opened the large doors to be stopped by guards. "What might you have business doing here?" One asked her.
"I have to speak with the king." She said. "I'm a traveler, and I have to stay here a while, I need to speak with him, I wish to help him." She said watching them. The guards nodded and opened the doors. Safire walked inside, she began to walk down hall after hall. She knew the thrown room was always near the center of the castle, so she had a pretty good idea about where to go.
Safire had no idea how she looked, she had her huge eyes glancing around, Blond hair flying out all over in her face, the stands of hair made her look like nothing more then a girl. She didn't at all look scary, she had on a short black dress with tight black pants under them, metal boots and black laced gloves. No matter how hard she tried, she just wasn't scary.
She soon came to the thrown room doors. It was obvious those were them, they were huge with designs running along them. She lightly put her hand down and took in a deep breath. She opened them and walked inside. Suddenly realizing how thirsty she was. Safire looked forward, a glare in her eyes.
She came forward along the red carpet. She ignored everything, but the king. Alright, maybe he was a lot scarier then she thought. She felt a weird vibe about him, he obviously wasn't human. She assumed his story must have been like hers. She was part elf, and part Metalic. So she didn't have the elf ears, but she did have everything else about them.
She got on her knees and bowed to him. "You're majesty." She said presenting herself to him. She glanced up at him, slowly returning to her feet. She looked at him, waiting for the alright to start talking, she knew how royal people wanted to be treated. She was one... Althought... She wasn't really anymore, she ran away, making her nothing more then a run away girl. This wasn't her land, her castle. She knew it just as well as Tallan, and she sure wasn't going to tell anyone about it. Just like Tallan.
(Hiya, I'm sorry I didn't contact you earlier, I guessed this was the place to start the role-play though.) [/i]