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Post by mtdew4kiri on Sept 12, 2010 18:55:25 GMT -5
It had seemed like an eternity, but her body had finally drifted down shore to the dead sands of a Treset shore. Within those hours of chaos, Ariesti laid unconscious upon the ground, each time a wave came up and washed against her. It was upon the end of the last hour she had finally come round. Slowly, she opened her eyes and looked up at the sky. Everything hurt, and she cautiously sat up... The pieces of wood around her was a quick reminder to what had happened. At this reminder, panic immediately set in. Where was everyone else... but mostly... where was she? As quick as she could, she jumped to her feet and she stared out at sea, then looked around. Everyone had all looked as though they hated the sea and traveling... and now she had a small hint as to why they would hate such a body. "Oh no..." She muttered, then looked at the washed-up parts of the wreckage. Shaking her head, she began to walk along the coast, now looking for at least signs of life... but she was in Treset now... what did this bid for her? An unsettling feeling started to eat at her stomach, and for as much comfort as possible, she pulled her bladed-staff. She was in unknown territory... and had no idea who, or what, she would run into and if she could trust it...
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Post by Lovely on Sept 13, 2010 12:02:16 GMT -5
With a heavy thwack of a crackling flail, the blade was knocked out of her hands, followed by a groaning noise, of men that began to raise from below her. Men that appeared to be decaying, and the groaning only intensify as they made themselves seen. They were the undead. Controlled by a cruel being who refuse to let them rest. The being was a woman, what seemed to be a woman, with long black hair, golden eyes that shimmered with horns protruding through the side of her skull. Her skin pigment was an off red, almost brick kind of color, and a tail swung from each side. As the flames of her torch exposed her leather armor, one in which bore spikes. The woman heard the loud clank of Ariesti's twin-blade staff as it clang the minute it hit the ground. "What have we here?" Her voice almost lustrous, and trustworthy, her eyes however; was the only thing on her face visible enough to be seen.
"A lost princess...M'Lady" The raspy voice of the other undead soldiers, made it clear he knew her. "I fought along side her father...many wars ago" The woman silently hissed, feeling the bubbly hatred within her surface slightly. "How do you know this?" "She carries her fathers features...The God is hard to copy..." Spoke another as they began to near her. "Can we eat the meat off her flesh?" Another began, The woman raised her clawed armored hand. "No..." She stated as she neared the woman her feet clicking after every step. "What brings you here? And where is your army?"
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Post by mtdew4kiri on Sept 13, 2010 15:49:59 GMT -5
Her heart began to speed up; so much it was beginning to hurt her chest. They were dead, they shouldn't be talking, let alone moving! Not even the forest back at home had animated dead. Once they began to advance on her, she quickly pulled out her metal fan... not that she'd be able to do much with it. As the woman spoke, Ariesti looked at her and fought back an audible gasp. "A-army?" She repeated as she stared at the woman. Her eyes remained wide with shock... and for the first time in a while, she wished Lucas were with her, she wished that her father had left her back in her room in Forelock, but most of all... she wished Edwin were with her. "I..." She began, her mind running too fast for her to think straight. "I..." She repeated again. "W-why would I have an army?" She asked, unsure of how to reply to her first question.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2010 15:58:32 GMT -5
Watching from far enough away to avoid detection Katial smiled calmly, he was back in his home land and many of the creatures would leave him be for now at least. He'd left the ship offshore about a mile and swam to land, hoping for supplies and maybe some information, or so he told the crew and shrugged when they protested him going alone, but they knew better than to press the issue. He'd come to feed, not wanting to spread the taint into other lands, Katial would return here and indulge himself and now he was stuck here, watching this rather amusing confrontation but the crew would soon worry if he wasn't back and then come looking. All brave and strong, but none of them knew the true horrors of Treset.
He drew his hood down over his blood stained hair and most of his face, hoping to pass by unnoticed and knowing the glow of blood circling his eyes would give him away. Quietly he came closer, but turned away from them before too long and took a wide semi-circle path around. As the sea became visible he broke into a run and entered the water like a fish, he'd grown used to swimming in the worst of times and with his enhanced physical attributes, thanks to a certain dead vampire, he would make it back and onto the ship before too long. Though his mind wandered back to the girl and her tormentor. Would she get out of it alright?
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Post by Lovely on Dec 22, 2010 19:43:11 GMT -5
"Army...Pfeh" The demonic looking woman, puffed the strands of hair away from her flaring nostrils, she was desiring the thirst of way. Unfortunately, it was evident to see from the surroundings that it was evident that Ari had nothnig to defend herself with. She clasped her hand to her right hip as she sent her left hand towards her in a a sign that she wouldn't attack, but help her stand none the less. "Art" She stated, her red eyes digging into Ari's this woman had seen many if not many countless death's in her life. The color of her eyes said so, she smirk. "A princess shouldn't be wandering on her own like this...Treset is a very unfriendly place"
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Post by Kiri on Oct 3, 2012 1:19:48 GMT -5
Ariesti could feel the hairs on the back of her neck begin to prick up. At the sudden movement on the woman, now proclaimed as 'Art', sticking her hand out, the young shadow demon couldn't help but jump a little. For quite a few seconds, the younger woman stared at her hand, an offering of peace... But what those... animated dead had said... how they knew she was a princess and even mentioned that they fought beside her father, she was unnerved. "A-ari." The young woman finally responded back, and gave the older demon quite a firm hand shake in return, and as quickly as she shook her hand, she took her hand back. While biting her lip, she slowly leaned down to pull her bladed staff up.
"Where are we?" She finally asked in a soft voice as her hand tightly gripped the pole to her staff. Ariesti looked around the beach, and the dead, once more before finally turning back to glance at the sea. There were no harsh waves crashing against the sandy shore; no indication that a rough storm had even thrown her on to this shore.
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Post by Lovely on Oct 3, 2012 7:54:08 GMT -5
"Treset!" Her face turned to glance at the open field they were standing in. The dead become lifeless yet again and Art turned to glance at the princess. Her dark hair framed her red skin, as her dark orbs stared her down as though observing her. "Come" She ordered as she began to walk North. "Treset is surely not a place for you" her voice was rough, especially for a woman. She stood confidently and though the dead submerged before to help her fight they found themselves drifting back to hence they came. "...Right now we're standing into the pumpkin cemetery...don't worry majority of the dead don't bother waking up anymore. Unless I tell them too...even then they're weak" she spat at the thought of a weak army, the skeleton creatures had informed of her highness, and the thought only churned at the bottom of her stomach. However; she ignored it and continued on into the empty fields of a pumpkin covered cemetery hoping that Ariesti would catch on and follow her. Especially in Treset, a young woman like that would surely be taken advantage of. Something Art could not tolerate, she would prove useful to her in the mean time, however; right now...she would protect her.
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Post by Kiri on Oct 3, 2012 11:17:29 GMT -5
The sudden exclamation of 'Treset' once more caused the poor, young princess to jump. Her dark eyes watched as the... skeletons fell back to the ground. She was mesmerized by this magic, and at the order for her to follow this woman, she snapped back to reality. Ariesti simply stared at the back of the woman as she began to walk and talk about the Halloween Continent.
And that's when the realization hit her. She was alone, in this cemetery with a demonic-looking woman. Her stomach began to sink, and her wanting to see her brother and Edwin rose even more, but now she also wanted her father by her side. With a small whimper, the princess quickly took off running towards the woman, trying her hardest not to get caught up in the sand.
Once she made it to Art's side, she cleared her throat and tried to sound confident as she normally had back at home, "Where are you taking me?" She asked, and clenched her jaw. "I have to be in the presence of the Queen of Treset for the ball." She stated heavily and stood as tall as she felt at the moment. People would be sent out to look for her, right? She bit her lip, did they even notice she was gone?
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Post by Lovely on Oct 3, 2012 19:30:04 GMT -5
Art only laughed as she heard Ariesti's mock concern, "Princess though you state earlier you to be present to the mascarade, I can't help but feeling that it isn't entirely what you desire..." Her back still remained on Ari, as she continued on. "Don't your desire adventure young one" Her voice was deep, but it was clear that Art was trustworthy. Art knew what adventure was, she knew the up side and the thrill that came with it, and she knew the down side. Every young person desired adventurer and she know that Ari desired it. "...Just because you're told to go attend to some lousy ball, does that really mean you have to go?" She asked as she turned to look at her young companion, though it would not seem as though she was young, she was far older than what she lead on.
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Post by Kiri on Oct 3, 2012 21:20:12 GMT -5
Ariesti bit her lip. She was in a bit of a dilemma: one part of her wanted to go, while another part didn't want to go at all. "No. I want to go." She stated firmly, and an image of Edwin flashed before her eyes. "I need to go so they all know I'm ok..." She stated softly and felt a shiver rip through her body. "I have to go there... but first... I need to find someone. Could you help me? I could pay you well as soon as I get back to my kingdom." Ariesti rushed out and hurried around to stand in front of Art. "Well... will you help me find who I'm looking for? They were on the same ship that I was on... where is the port?"
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Post by Lovely on Oct 4, 2012 17:09:48 GMT -5
Art was silent she needed to take the time to think. It wasn't a hard question, rather basic, but to Art a person who was always into with herself and alone. She needed to really think it through. Her only 'friends' were the ones buried under the dirt. Now a new person came in and assumed that she would automatically say yes. She could hear the voices from those buried around her whispering to say 'yes' she couldn't...at least not now. She only spurt out the answer she felt more reasonable for that given time at least until she came to her final decision for this given situation. "...We'll see where everything takes us." She smirked as she sent a wink to Ari, hopefully the wink would allow the girl's moral boost a little, at least until she concluded her final decision.
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Post by Kiri on Oct 4, 2012 20:45:08 GMT -5
Ariesti gave a groan. She was never going to find them, she had that feeling in her gut. She was going to be stuck out in the middle, or end, of Treset and never be heard from or seen again, but anyone! With a small whimper, she stepped to the side and gave a small nod to the woman after her wink. “I really don’t like this place…” She grumbled softly under her breath. “So… those beings… they spoke of my father…” She stated softly and lightly bit her lip. “Do you know of him, too?” She asked softly and fell into step beside her.
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Post by Lovely on Oct 5, 2012 22:08:05 GMT -5
"I know many lords, but your father as been king sense I've remembered" she smirked, there was a lot more to that and she wasn't going to keep it to herself, "your father watched these men die with his own eyes, and not its nothing more but a diseased buried field of decaying bodies who just want to find solace, unfortunately, I'm not one to help them to find that redemption they seek for" she growled under her breath as she released a heavy sigh. "After a while you learn that this place, that I call home isn't that bad...its like a Forelock with the creep factor"
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Post by Kiri on Oct 5, 2012 23:07:25 GMT -5
Aristesi clenched her jaw a bit at the mentioning of her father watching the men die. It was times of war, and she was far too young to know of such times. “Then you are a practicer of the dark arts.” She stated softly, casually. “One who doesn’t aide the dead to peace often does so, at least that is what I read about.” The young woman went on. “I only know about the continents from what has be told down to me verbally.” She stated and looked down at the ground as they walked. It had taken quite some time, but now the shadows were finally being pulled, twisted and stretched towards her, much like at home. “Edwin always told me about everything, all that he could share at least… “ She mumbled under her breath. With a soft sigh, she still kept in time with the woman as they walked through the cemetery, and eventually made It out; passing through an old gate. Suddenly, a question popped in her mind, and just as quickly, she proceeded to ask, “What is the Queen like?”
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Post by Lovely on Oct 6, 2012 13:14:28 GMT -5
"...The continents are in shred of Chaos, and yes I am indeed one whom practices the dark arts, I have been in practice when I was in your father's army. They are dead, there's nothing more than death, no one in need to be placed in peace, considering that in this world peace no longer exists." She grimaced as she continued on, this young girl was indeed tender-hearted of those that Art played with but sense the darkness came to cyllaron, it wasn't a matter of concern for those that no longer walked among the living. To Art it was now a matter of being rational, and thinking about her own safe guard. Cyllaron was entering a terrifying spiral of evil and not many knew about it aside from her. She could sense it and her knew companions though deceased delivered her the knowledge of that. "...What is the Queen like?" Ariesti's voice like music spoke to her as she questioned about the monarch of Treset, the all mighty sovereign that everyone must follows rule. Art released a silent snicker as she responded with a raspy harshness that would make it evident that her hate for her was indeed pure, "...she's a witch"
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