Kwakado-08/29/2016
Persephone looks down at the rabble on the roads of the market district, a jumbled mess of refugees, tourists, and businessmen pushing past. Never before had her horse, her hair, and her heritage, passed by with so few glances from so many people. Coughing lightly, the heir lifts her chin a few millimeters more, limply guiding her destrier out of the busy market roads towards an emptier plaza clearing.
The atmosphere here was much closer to her home county of Cawdor - sleepy, with a tinge of defiant despair in the air. She glances at the dusty windows of a declining shops, at their humble, spartan vases. Though none of them were polished brightly enough for it, Persephone could somehow still see herself in them.
Quien es Zombra?-08/29/2016
Rieze watches the plaza from above. As her usual workload she had managed to steal from the employed today was over, she returned to her "favourite" activity. Simply flying Neltharion. The plaza below them was lightly crowded, so if anywhere this was where they were landing. Neltharion hasnt eaten in a while... I may want to land so he can eat... With a simple motion, Rieze ordered Neltharion to dive back down to ground level, blowing a small cyclone of dust up on impact.(edited)
Kwakado-08/29/2016
The beast's wake steals a gasp from Persephone, who turns around to see a beast right out of the pages of her books. Her eyes shine violaceously with anxious glee at the sight of the terrible creature, and its beautiful blue-haired master. She hastily circles around to fully face the visitors, bowing her head and struggling to find the words to express her feelings. Persephone decides to keep it short:
"Well met, lady of Ethysia! May victory be ever at your wings."(edited)
Quien es Zombra?-08/29/2016
"........What?" "Is this some kind of.... mockery?" Rieze went silent. People usually shunned her for her part in the Ethysian army, and she was not used to being greeted happily.(edited)
Kwakado-08/29/2016
"O-oh, heavens, no!" The girl clutches a hand to her heart. "I'm sorry...I've never seen a Wyvern so close before...."
Quien es Zombra?-08/29/2016
"Ok...ay? Please refrain from touching him. Who even are you? Nobody likes Ethysians in this part of the world."
Kwakado-08/29/2016
A warm smile simmered over her. "I am Persephone, of the County of Cawdor. The strength of Ethysia is known far beyond its own borders....and while cowards may resent it, there are some of us who understand proper respect."
Quien es Zombra?-08/29/2016
"Hmmm. Interesting. Anyway, my name is Rieze. The wyvern is Neltharion." Cawdor? Wasnt there a man.....
Kwakado-08/29/2016
"It is an honor to meet you both." Gripping the reins tighter, her eyes wander along Neltharion's wings and claws, amazed at how much more terrifying they looked than in paintings. "Have you come to conquer Davonia, all alone?"(edited)
August 30, 2016
Quien es Zombra?-Last Tuesday at 12:29 AM
*"I am convinced this is SOME sort of joke now. "* "Of course not. That would be impossible no matter how skilled i was."
Kwakado-Last Tuesday at 12:31 AM
"All the same, I am relieved to hear that." Persephone nods resolutely. "We are not enemies, then."
Quien es Zombra?-Last Tuesday at 12:32 AM
"And why are you here then? With such an attitude i doubt you would have come far."
Kwakado-Last Tuesday at 12:41 AM
"Even Floribians know the value of a well-trained leader." Persephone pulls her bright hair behind her ear, letting her hand slide down to the scabbard at her waist - but not the hilt. "Your concern is an honor, but I know how to defend my life, and my honor, Lady Rieze."(edited)
Quien es Zombra?-Last Tuesday at 12:47 AM
"Impressive then, Miss Persephone of Cawdor. But well, I know completely well how much these people dislike Ethysians." Rieze shuddered, looking back towards her early days after leaving Ethysia. "And yet someone actually thanks us for that."
Kwakado-Last Tuesday at 12:54 AM
Persephone felt a chill of empathy overtake her, and stopped momentarily to glance at her gloved hand and her black dress. She'd bought these not long after her brother had been lost, taking with him every other little diversion in her life. "These people find more than enough to scorn in anyone who dares to exceed their own comforts. Mine is a line of traitors, Lady Rieze, and I am sworn to Ethysia's own General Kyron."(edited)
Quien es Zombra?-Last Tuesday at 1:02 AM
"Oh. So you are that girl then. The braggart mentioned you a while back, saying he wooed the "most beautiful of floribar's flowers." Suprises me that that wasnt actually a lie."
Kwakado-Last Tuesday at 1:07 AM
"O-oh, Lady Rieze..!" A gloved hand masks her face, as she tilts her head. "You speak too soon, I'm afraid, but..." The girl took a moment to keep her balance atop the horse. "You mean to tell me that General Kyron spoke such praises, to you?"
Quien es Zombra?-Last Tuesday at 1:13 AM
"Yes. I suppose you may not neccesarily have heard of me, but you probably know my father, Reinard Silverwing. I have met Kyron multiple times before, it suprises me you can put up with that man."
Kwakado-Last Tuesday at 1:27 AM
"General Silverwing? The invincible hero of the skies. is your father?!" Persephone's hand slips, showing her fading blush. "What an honor, to carry on the legacy of such a man. And to have so much time alongside General Kyron, it's magnificent..." A wistful sigh escapes from her, as she resisted the urge to ask more and more about him. It sounded almost as if she was not fond of the man, strange as that seemed to her...(edited)
Quien es Zombra?-Last Tuesday at 1:51 AM
".... Well yes. He is. But I suppose it isnt too honorable to leave his legacy in shambles is it." Rieze sighed heavily. "Nothing to do about that now i suppose."
Kwakado-Last Tuesday at 1:56 AM
"..I'm afraid I do not understand what you mean." Persephone clutched her hands together, and chastised herself silently for failing to know of this Ethysian knight before now. "I see before me an honest woman of power and grace, enough to bring a giant wyrm to submission...surely, your name will one day be as great as any other Silverwing!"
Quien es Zombra?-Last Tuesday at 1:57 AM
"I left Ethysia. It should be obvious really. Hopefully the old man isnt still looking around for me. Though i suppose he may just be covering my absence up. Ethysia is great like that."
Kwakado-Last Tuesday at 2:17 AM
"..What?" Persephone's hands returned to the reins, trying to keep the horror behind her eyes locked away and at bay. "You turned against Ethysia? Your own father, even? And the greatest dominion of all Junith...T-tell me you jest, Miss Silverwing!"(edited)
September 4, 2016
Quien es Zombra?-Yesterday at 3:08 PM
"I am not jesting. Even you, as adoring as you are must see the flaws. Do you not?"
Rieze had a slight urgency in her voice, almost as if begging the woman to see truth. Even though she probably could not do anything, initiative was all
Kwakado-Yesterday at 3:16 PM
"...How could I not, when one of them is right here before me?" The countess-to-be turned her head up, as her violet eyes seemed to frost over. "I see it plainly - some of the Empire's soldiers learned nothing about honor."
Quien es Zombra?-Yesterday at 3:21 PM
"Honor isnt slaughtering innocents, nor is oppressive ruling."(edited)
Kwakado-Yesterday at 3:24 PM
A pained cry came out of Persephone, as if she were suddenly strangled. "And what does a traitor know of innocence!?"(edited)
Quien es Zombra?-Yesterday at 3:29 PM
"Nothing. But I do still know about justice."
Kwakado-Yesterday at 3:34 PM
"And that is exactly what you shall find. Justice, for betraying the love of your father...and the power of Ethysia." She flicked her wrist northward. "You will need to fly farther than Damona, I'm afraid, to escape that justice. Far beyond the ends of the earth."(edited)
Quien es Zombra?-Yesterday at 3:51 PM
"Lot of people want me dead, call it justice. All i really have left is Neltharion by my side."
"No more running"
"My story is not yet finished. Still have a war to end.. but after that? I will gladly meet this "justice" you think so proudly about."
Kwakado-Yesterday at 3:56 PM
"..."
Persephone tilts her eyes away toward the dusty shop, surprised by the woman's adamant resolve. She simmers quietly for another moment.
"...then may peace come soon...For all of us."
And she begins to ride off toward the training grounds.
Quien es Zombra?-Yesterday at 4:01 PM
"May it indeed.... Neltharion?"
The wyvern roared, and with a powerful flap of its wings it lifted them both airborne, and they flew to the castle, to meet with her new allies
"And may we meet again, Persephone of Cawdor."
==END RP==
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