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    Ryia Quinn • Fire Fey ¤ The Brave Runaway • & • Arthur • Man Blood ¤ The King of Legends
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    We were golden
    We were fire
    We were magic
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    Aerwyna North • Water Fey ¤ The High Priestess
    • & • Lancelot • Ash Folk ¤ The Weeping Monk
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    August 13th, 2020 at 07:56pm
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    Lancelot was hiding himself from sight among the ancient trees in the dense forest with surrounded a fay village, the village was one of the largest that he had found for Father Carden. Lancelot had been watching the village for the last few days now, hiding himself which kept him undetected by the water fay who continued to live their lives without knowing what would soon fall upon them and their home. He had seen many things while he spied on the village, there was one family who seemed to hold more importance and received greater respect from the village fay. Something that he had seen in most fay villages, especially the larger villages that he had found for Father Carden. There was always a family who unforced the rules and held a higher power, and Lancelot had spotted this family almost immediately. Not only with how the other fay in the village treated this family, but also because the sensation that ran through his body when he was close to fay seemed to spike and grow stronger when this family was in his line of sight. Lancelot had sent word back to Father Carden on his findings, which is why he was still hiding and hadn’t attacked the village yet. He knew he had to wait until his Red Paladins brothers arrived, plus Lancelot would be greatly outnumbered which never bothered him before but he wasn’t stupid, he wasn’t going to risk his own life when his brothers would reach him very shortly.

    He knew how Father Carden worked, he liked to see the fay village himself before the attack begin. He enjoyed being among the attack as he was then able to watch the fay fight for their lives, he would always chose fay and have their deaths be a symbol of what he could do and was more then willing to do to anyone who was of fay blood. Lancelot did what he was told, he had been raised by Father Carden to think in a certain way and to only feel certain emotions. He never felt guilty nor saw himself as a monster for what he has done, for the fay lives that he has taken by his sword or arrows. He has watched fay take their last breath as their homes burn to the ground, he has wiped so much blood from his skin without a second thought. He was helping the fay and helping the world at the same time, or so that is what Father Carden made him believe. “Well done my son,” Father Carden’s voice sounded from behind as he had reached the spot where Lancelot said he would be waiting, an army of Red Paladins behind him as they were ready and hungry for another attack on a fay village. “This will be a good day,” Father Carden smiled as he placed his hand on Lancelot’s shoulder, giving his shoulder a squeeze to let Lancelot know what a good job he had done to find such a village which was well hidden among the overgrown forest.
    Ryia never knew the meaning of family or love until the morning she stumbled across this village, severely starving and dehydrated from the great lengths she travelled just so that she could be as far away from Father Carden as she possibly could be. That very morning, it had been another young girl who first noticed her. The dirt on her skin, the rips in her clothes and the pure exhaustion on her face. If it wasn’t for Aerwyna then Ryia didn’t want what would have happened to her, because Aerwyna persuaded her parents to let Ryia stay there with them even though she was a fire fay. Of course, she was welcomed in by most of the village but not everyone believed she should be there, that she belonged in a water fay community. Yet, as Ryia grew older and learnt control over her gifts which Father Carden hadn’t been able to do, as he only wanted her to use her gifts when it came to attacking a fay village. It had only been a few short years since the night she made her escape, the gift she had was the reason that she was able to escape. She didn’t care who or how many Red Paladins she burned on her way out, she never focused on that because they were attempting to keep her in and she wasn’t having any of that. The only good skill that Father Carden taught her way how to fight, she knew how to weld a sword and shoot an arrow. The night she ran away, she took her sword with her because the sword was given to her by the Weeping Monk. He had been a friend to her and it broke her heart to leave him behind, but she knew Father Carden was too far into Lancelot’s mind for him to break free of that grasp.

    Ryia was mostly keeping to herself that morning as Aerwyna was busy with her family and the village elders, meetings that Ryia never attended because it wasn’t her place to be there. She couldn’t do anything to help in keeping the lore and history save, she wasn’t water fay so she stayed away from those meetings. She was on her way back towards the village after she had spent the morning in a small clearing in the forest, it was a space where she would go to practise either her sword skills or her fay gifts. This morning she practised her control of her fire, which she felt more comfortable doing on her own in case anything went wrong. However, as she was making her way back towards the village her eyes found a dark-skinned man, whom she had never seen before. Ryia wasn’t sure if he was a fay or not, if he wasn’t fay then she didn’t know what he was doing so deep into the forest. She wasn’t going to let anyone harm or destroy the village who had taken her in, treated her as one of their own. So, as Ryia quietly made her way over to this stranger, her hand was also removing her sword from the sheath which rested on her hip. “Who are you and what are you doing here?” She asked him just as the tip of her sword touched the skin of his neck.
    August 15th, 2020 at 04:03am
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    Aerwyna had gone with her parents to meet the elders. The news of the Red Paladins attacking Fey villages had reached them recently and they were all worried, concerned about what would happen if they were attacked, determined to come up with a plan. As High Priestess, Aerwyna had done her best to contribute to that plan, having suggested using the tunnels under the houses, that their people used to transport water, as a way to escape. They worked like a maze and only the Water Fey knew the way through it, so it seemed like the best option, and she hoped it would work, though she more so hoped that it would never come to that.

    Once the meeting finished, she'd memorized more parchment that held their people's lore and history; as High Priestess, it was her duty to memorize it and to destroy it should anything happen, then to pass the knowledge along later, and she intended to fulfill that duty to the best of her ability. Breathing out, she left the temple a bit after everybody else had, treading home carefully and quietly, figuring she could find Ryia and spend time with her dear friend.
    Arthur didn't normally get lost; and he didn't normally enjoy admitting that he'd gotten lost, especially to himself, but under the circumstances, he knew he had to. He was lost. He didn't know how it had happened, but he had to have take a wrong turn somewhere and he was not proud of himself for that, especially when he normally considered himself a relatively skilled traveler. His eyes took in his surroundings, but he could not find anything that seemed even remotely familiar. But, he'd heard bustling, noise, people, and he'd followed the sound, hopeful that perhaps whoever he managed to find could perhaps steer him in proper direction to get back on his way to the path he'd been heading in in the first place. He wasn't sure how well that would turn out for him, but he knew he had to try, at the very least. Otherwise, he was sure he would be lost forever, and that was the last thing he wanted or needed.

    Almost as soon as the thought flitted through his mind, he heard a voice, and he lifted his gaze to see the most beautiful woman he'd ever come across, standing there before him, with a sword at his throat. He found himself in awe - not only was this woman a beauty, but, judging by the sword at his neck, she was also fierce, and he found himself admiring that almost as much as he admired her beauty. "I apologize," he managed eventually, forcing the words out because he'd been so in shock at the sight of her that it had been a little difficult to speak or to focus on anything aside from this woman. "My name is Arthur, milady. I got lost. I heard noise, voices, figured I'd follow it and ask the way."
    August 16th, 2020 at 05:54am
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    Lancelot eventually moved from his hiding place and started to make his way towards the fey village, much like his Red Paladin brothers. Though he turned a corner once he passed a certain tree, it was a direction that his brothers wouldn’t have known, and it was a path in which he kept to himself for a reason. As he had observed the village, he noticed a path that only a few fey would take. He never saw what this path lead to, but he could sense it was important. His cloak brushed over the grass as he walked, until he sensed a fey approaching and he knew it was her. The girl who seemed to be close to Ryia, he hadn’t seen the fire fey in many years, but he knew it was her. He had decided to also keep that information to himself, as the Red Paladin enjoyed using fire to destroy villages and kill people, he knew it wouldn’t necessarily work this time. Standing still, he waited for her to round the corner and find him blocking her path. She was the youngest of the fey who walked this path, so she had to be important to the village and he wanted to know why.

    His hood covered his head and casted a shadow over most of his face, he soon heard very faint footsteps as she grew closer to him. And then she stepped around the corner and his eyes locked onto hers, her cloak floated around her feet with such grace until she abruptly halted. “What is at the end of this path?” He wasted no time in asking his question, if her answer was of value to him then he wouldn’t kill her. He’d take her back to Father Carden and explain to him whatever it was that she would be telling him, his eyes moved over her from her head right down to her feet. Lancelot hadn’t been around many women, he had really only been around Ryia until she escaped as she had been the only female Red Paladin. Though, Lancelot still knew what beauty was and she definitely held more beauty then he imagined a single person to have.
    Ryia did not care for his name, or that is what she was silently telling herself. She didn’t care about how handsome this man was or how much she wanted to hear his voice more. People don’t get lost this far into the forest, because humans never seem to travel this deep into a forest. Did that mean he was a Red Paladin? Had Father Carden finally found her after all these years? Arthur didn’t look like a normal Red Paladin, he didn’t dress the same and he didn’t have the monk haircut. But maybe Father Carden was becoming smart and hiring others to track her down. “Did he send you?” She asked keeping her sword at his throat, if she needed to protect herself then she would. If he hadn’t been sent to kill her, then should she take a human into the village for the elders to deal with or give him the directions he desired and keep the fey village a secret. Ryia wasn’t sure what she should do, because she hadn’t found a lost human so close to her home before. And Aerwyna wasn’t there to help her, because her friend would know exactly what to do with the utterly handsome human.

    She did notice confusion flash across Arthur’s face at her question, which meant nothing because he could be pretending he didn’t know Father Carden. She waited for his answer which never came, because a blood curdling scream echoed through the forest. A scream that caught Ryia’s attention and won over what she should do with the human, she could deal with him later because something was going on with the water fey. Lowering her sword, Ryia looked in the direction of the scream as she slid her sword back into the sheath. She started running, she ran as fast as she physically could towards the screams that now filled the air. The direction she was taking would lead her straight into the village causing her heart to shatter, because something horrible was occurring and she hadn’t been there to stop it. She jumped over some fallen logs and dodged under low laying branches, until she ran into the village clearing and she froze at what was before her. Water fey running, screaming for their loved one or screaming in pain as flames were engulfing their homes. Ryia had to blink several times to clear her blurred vision and once she had, that was when she noticed the one first of many. The familiar red cloaks. She didn’t know what to do first, she could see Aerwyna anywhere and she desperately wanted to find her friend, but then she had the fey begging her to help them. She barely noticed the human beside her as he appeared to have followed her, she didn’t care anymore, she had to save her home. So, Ryia started walking towards the centre of the village, towards the flames. Her arms where at her sides and her hands remained open, the veins under her skin began the glow orange as the fires started to sizzle out.
    September 19th, 2020 at 10:44am
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    (I’m sorry this is so short!)

    Aerwyna had been walking quickly, determined to get to where she was going. She could hear distressed noises coming from the village, and as much as she wanted to turn and help them, she knew it was her duty to protect their history. She’d come onto the nearest path that led to their temple, but she blinked with surprise when somebody suddenly blocked her path, tensing as she stared up at the man. Her eyes fell onto his face, which was almost completely covered, making it difficult to really see his facial features, but her brows furrowed. “Who are you?” she asked, tense, because she couldn’t figure out how this man had even found out about this path, much less why he was asking about it.

    Taking a step back, she tried to appear defiant, intent on preventing this man from finding out about her people’s most sacred secret. “This path is of no importance to anybody but the water fey,” she said firmly, determined, because anybody else who discovered what was at the end of this path would hold all the information, all the history, the fey ever had or ever knew, and she couldn’t allow information like that to fall into the wrong hands. Nor could she allow the possibility of losing any of it, not when it was so important.
    Arthur watched Ryia, admittedly mesmerized by her, amazed with the sight of her, even with her sword at his throat. “Did who send me here?” he asked with confusion, wondering what was going on in that beautiful head of hers and why she was so on edge, wishing there was a way that he could ease her concerns and assure her that he meant no harm, that he was no threat to her or anybody else. He held up his hands still in surrender, in peace, not making a move, because he didn’t want her to think that he was trying to hurt her in any way. But, he wished there was a way that he could earn her trust, that he could get her to believe him. “I swear, I mean nobody any harm, and I have no ill intentions. I simply got lost and was looking for the path I wandered from.”

    But, he soon realized that he’d never know whether she would trust him or not, whether she believed him or not. Seeing how quick she was to react to the scream, he quickly followed. “What’s going on?” he asked with concern, careful to follow her lead, being careful of logs and branches, though it wasn’t long before the fire and thick smoke made it difficult and he coughed into his sleeve, pulling the top of his shirt up to make it easier to breathe. And, then, he saw the red cloaks, the men attacking those around them. Quickly, he drew his sword, blocking an attack that one of the Red Paladins was trying to land on one of the women, and he fought until that Red Paladin fled. But, then, he saw Ryia, her arms at her side, her veins glowing brightly, and he stared in wonder. “You’re amazing,” he breathed out, barely realizing he had said it.
    January 3rd, 2021 at 02:47pm
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    The grey hood of his cloak did well in covering and hiding most of Lancelot’s face, though his eyes were still able to take in the girl who he had frightened and blocked her path. His light eyes moved over her body, from her head and down to her feet. If he hadn’t been able to sense her, he would have thought that she was human and not a fey. He had seen so many fey who couldn’t pass as being human, some had such pale white skin and wings, others had horns or scaly skin. This girl reminded him of Ryia, neither of them had tell tale signed that they were different and were more then human. “But I wish to know as you seem eager to get to wherever this path leads,” His never took his eyes off her, not even when the sounds of cries and screams echoed in the distance or when the faint smell of smoke crossed their path on a breeze. “You must be rather important, if your people allow you to be here all on your own… especially when your village is burning.” Lancelot wanted her to know that while she was there standing in front of him, her home was going up in flames.

    “Would you help them if you could?” He asked knowing that if he could follow her along the path, whatever he found he would take to Father Carden and if she decided to help her village then he would be able to watch it fall along side her. Normally Lancelot wasn’t this involved when it came to attacking villages, he would fight and kill fey or he would shoot the first burning arrow into the village. But he never really found a beautiful fey and spoke to them, after all for most of his life he had been told how all fey were evil and were made by the devil. Yet, how could the girl in front of him be made by the devil? Her beauty and braveness was nothing like he had seen, he could tell she was nervous and scared, yet she was standing her ground and he liked that.
    Ryia had to block the screams and cries from reaching her ears, she couldn’t let anything distract her from saving the village. She couldn’t even think about Aerwyna and where her best friend was, is she was safe or if she needed help. As she absorbed the raging fire, flames would swirl around her arms and legs before vanishing. The heat from the fire radiated off her body and if anybody was to touch her, they couldn’t for long as the heat would grow uncomfortable for them. Yet, for Ryia is was the most comforting thing she could ever feel. She imagined it to be like a hug from someone she loved, after she had a bad day or was upset and needed someone to remind her that everything was going to be okay. Her normal dark irises had changed to the stunning amber which simply glowed, she needed to do everything possible to keep the village standing. The second that thought entered her mind, she turned to find the human and was surprised when she noticed he was already holding his sword. “Help them, please.” She begged as she didn’t know how to do it all, she needed to extinguish all the fire and fight the Red Paladins to protect the water fey, all at the same time. She needed his help.

    As she looked at Arthur, her eyes caught movement coming up behind him. The red cloak tried to take advantage of the situation and attack when Arthur was off guard, which only gave Ryia more fuel to do what was necessary. She raised her hand, her palm facing the Red Paladin before a ball of fire shot through the air. Passing Arthur with such speed and force that he could have missed it if he blinked, the fire ball hitting the man in the chest. He was thrown off her feet and cried in pain as the flames spread over his clothes. This was something Ryia didn’t know and didn’t know how to do, she could control her fire and use her fire. But how could she control the fire while using her sword to fight off the Red Paladins attacks? She hadn’t been taught this, she stopped believing that an attack such as this was coming her way. She got too comfortable in her new life and caused this horrible attack on the people who had taken her in, she didn’t even know where her best friend was. Someone who she saw as a sister, Ryia had no idea where Aerwyna was or if she needed help.
    January 24th, 2021 at 07:03am
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    Aerwyna’s brows furrowed as she watched the man before her, a small frown on her features. “Regardless of how eager you are to know, it is not of your concern,” she muttered quietly, her jaw clenching. After all, her people’s history was too important. But when he talked about the village burning, she felt herself tense. She was aware of what was happening in the village; she could hear the screams from where they were. But, she could do nothing about it. Even if she turned back now, she wouldn’t make it back in time to save anybody. Plus, she had a responsibility, and she couldn’t turn her back on that.

    “If I could, I would,” she said quietly, watching him intently, “But I can’t. I have a duty to fulfill and you are in my way. So kindly move aside.” She couldn’t waste time, after all; the longer she was out in the open, the more likely it was for Red Paladins to notice her, to try to follow her - or worse, for them to find the history on their own. With that thought, she quickly tried to walk around him, intent and determined.
    Arthur watched Ryia, amazed at her, at her abilities, at the power she was capable of. “That was… Breathtaking,” he said in shock, watching her for a long time, in awe of her, of all the changes that took over her body as she absorbed the fire. But, more than that, he was amazed at everything she had done - at the fact that she had saved her entire village from burning. It was just a matter of saving her people now, protecting them from the Red Paladins. And, when she begged for his help, he reacted without thinking, quickly nodding. “I’ll do what I can,” he swore, watching her before he went to attack some Red Paladins, striking as many down as he could, doing his best to protect the fey in the village, doing his best to help Ryia save them.

    He blinked, though, when he saw a ball of fire shoot past him and, hearing the scream, he turned in time to see a Red Paladin burning alive, and his brain quickly put together what had happened. Not only had Ryia saved her village from burning, she had just saved him from being killed while he was busy saving others, while his guard was down. Looking to her, he watched her in awe, finding himself even more amazed by her, finding so much beauty in her, in her abilities, and he admired her for a long moment. “Be careful,” he told her, quickly returning to the fight, striking down a Paladin that was going towards her, wanting to protect her in the way she was protecting him.
    May 14th, 2021 at 01:10am
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    Lancelot grinned slightly as he listened to the beauty standing before him, she was even more remarkable. He could see in her eyes that she was beating herself up about not helping her village, yet there was also determination in her eyes as well, she was tasked with helping her people in another way. A way that he didn’t know just yet, so he stepped aside so she’d be able to pass him. “On your way then,” He watched her as this wasn’t a trip, he was going to follow her but he wasn’t going to stop or harm her. However, he heard a rustle of leaves and his eyes immediately landed on the girl. “Go… hurry” He whispered to her knowing it was most likely his brothers in red and he didn’t want them finding the girl, he watched as she listened to him and hurried along the path. With just enough time, before Lancelot saw two Red Paladins emerge. “There you are, have you seen who’s been hiding away in this place? The traitor has been here for who knows how long,” Lancelot listened to one of his red brothers and rolled his eyes as they spoke about Ryia.

    “I always knew there was something wrong with her and now we know, she’s one of those freaks.” The other brother spat with digest in his voice, “She has a name and isn’t a freak,” Lancelot spoke as he reached for his sword, the two Red Paladins laughed and continued to call her a freak before Lancelot swung his sword. “Her name is Ryia,” He spoke as the bodies dropped onto the ground, and he simply turned around and continued to follow the path as his senses took him in the direction that the girl had gone.
    His voices echoed in Ryia’s mind ‘be careful’. She didn’t answer Arthur because she would be careful once she knew the village and the people were save, only then could she think about herself. So she did want she could, absorb all the fires that the Red Paladins were starting to give the water fey the chance to get to their homes and use the tunnels underneath as it was the only way to escape now. The Red Paladins had surrounded the village, the tunnels were the only way out which the Red Paladins didn’t know about. She used her power to stop the Red Paladins before they could attack, until her eyes found Aerwyna’s mother running over towards her. “Where’s Aerwyna?” She asked as she couldn’t see her sister anywhere, “She’s doing what she needs to do, Ryia. Once she’s finished then she’ll use the tunnel, you’ve done all you can here. You need to escape before he finds you,” Ryia listed to the voice of someone who she considered family, if Father Carden did manage to capture her again then he’d have all the power.

    “No, I can’t leave until everyone has escaped.” Ryia stood firm as she had to stay, she was the cause of the attack, it was her fault the fey were losing their homes and lives. Ryia blinked hard as she could feel herself getting lightheaded and slightly dizzy, she hadn’t used her gift this much or for this long. “You have saved us,” Aerwyna’s mother smiled at the stubborn fey, before she turned and saw the human boy fighting against the Red Paladins. Noticing the way he would glance over at Ryia, told her everything and she stepped over to him and told him to take Ryia and use the tunnel underneath the house in the middle of the village as the tunnel would connect with the way Aerwyna would use. Ryia could feel her body struggling, blood ran down from her nose which only made her feel weak but she continued doing everything she could to save the fey.
    May 22nd, 2021 at 06:38am