“The time will come. I don’t think you will expect who I want dead.” The prince laughs.
The noble looks at Ezura, and immediatelly bows down. “Lazy Ezura… th-”
“This old man ain’t handing me my money!” The blue haired girl takes out a contract. Whereby it says that for 300 gold pieces, to escort the noble to Adiart over the span of five countries.
“He’s going back on his word!”
Glass crouched down and thought for a second. G:“Mnhr. Well, I guess we’ll know eventually.” F:“I think we should go back to training, then. The sooner we get strong, the sooner he’ll tell us.” G:"…yeah. I was thinking… maybe we could try Something together. Without the king overseeing us, for now. I want to see how we fair teaching each other."
Abigail runs for a long time, and runs right past the clearing to try and hide from everyone. Everything seems slightly clearer, including two statues. A statue of a frightened assassin labeled “Coward” and a statue of a boisterous knight labeled “Hero.” A tent was set up here.
(Did you try to dictate where my character went?)
The noble looks down in shame. @3DT_CheesyKnives
E: Can you even live with this shame? You are of nobility. Show some class and example, and go by your word. NOW.
The noble nods, and tells his other men to prepare the gold.
“Heh, not all the higher ups are stuck up here, it seems.” The lady chuckles. Now that I look at it, the hair is purple, not blue.
“Who are you, he called you a ‘lady’!”
The two childs went away from the hut and the king, starting back their exhausting training.
She slows down, clutching her head, and squats by the road.
Let me out! I need to let out… my PAIN… Ehehe…
“Aaah!”
Her head was splitting, why was she under this pain?
(oh ya)
E: I am High Priestess Nemenaya. I am sorry that your view of the upper class has been stained in such a way. However , if you were wise, you would’ve stayed quiet to begin with. We do not need disturbances.
Out of the corner of her eye, she can see someone wearing a glove try to touch the back of her head.
"Quiet? Aha… " The lady ran her hand through her hair, flicking it over her shoulder. “I ain’t one to stay quiet! What use have staying quiet ever made? Let the baddies escape?”
“And I thought the nobility had some substance… Hah!”
“Go… away… I… can’t…”
Kill that person. KILL
“Argh!”
She starts running away.
@Nerbins
The Coward statue is right in front of her, brandishing a knife. It’s staying still. “Empowerment potions are useful.” A deep voice comes from behind her.
E: If you stay quiet , your tongue won’t be chopped off. Take it from me.
She smirks.
“Your gold will be at your inn, now scram,”
“Hah! I won’t be seeing you again, good ‘sir’”
“My dear, I like to see them try…” She says, with a dangerous look in her eyes. She then walks away.
She then scratches her head and walks around the town in confusion. “Where was my inn again?”
“Sir… please stay away from me… Argh…”
KILL, KILL, KILL, KILL, KILL, KILL, KILL, KILL
“Ahh!” A huge splitting headache comes, assaulting the poor girl.
A burst of magic energy comes out from Abi- I mean… Lyndas.
“Kill… Kill… Pain… hurts…”
“So my suspicion was right. Impure. Go for your rounds in the forest Coward.” Scraping stone can be heard from behind Abigail. The man starts running at her.
E: If you say so , child. Do not run back to me crying when it happens.
Ezura leaves to bump into Andrew
E: You should watch where you’re going.
A: Sorry , Lady Nemenaya! Just came to give you that report you asked for.
Ezura snatches it out of his hands
E: Hmph. You may leave, Observer.
A: Okaay! He leaves to go to Annebelle and Grea’s shop
