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Post by Lennia Silverwind on Jul 20, 2008 11:00:13 GMT -4
Len let the fire die down but not completely. "Release him completely then the fire won't surround you but him only" She stated. She looked up at the sky. She could hear the great movements of a large beast in the air. She took in a deep breath and shifted letting a huge gust of air blow past the trees and chase down the creature.
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Post by Queen Susan the Gentle on Jul 20, 2008 15:41:27 GMT -4
Susan shuddered as his skin brushed against hers. But th moment of shock passed when Caspian pulled her away from her. She sighed happily, but then anger surfaced. No one would touch her that way unless she said so. With all the strength she could force into her arm she swung her bow against the boy's back, careful not to damage the ends, string, or Caspian. She blocked her eyes as a great wind blew past them, the girl's way of calling the demon, and waited. If he was there then he would be driven out of th trees.
All she could do was wait with a drawn arrow.
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Post by Lamont on Jul 20, 2008 16:05:00 GMT -4
Lamont groaned as the bow hit him, but made not other sign of it hurting him. To tell the truth, he was enjoying the prince and the girl fight each other. But then she brought the wind in a hopeless attempt to bring out the beast.
"Fool," he laughed, "you think Aslan would show himself simply because a witch asked him to. Aslan has turned against you because of your princess and her older brother. But then, the elder of the princes came to follow his sister. If sh were surrendered you would have the lion's favor."
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Post by King Caspian X on Jul 20, 2008 22:37:45 GMT -4
This time Caspian only ignored Lennia and punched his cousin in the mouth. He didn't know why he was feeling so violent. Oh, wait, yes he did; It was because he was sick and tired of the pain that Lamont was causing everyone. "Conceal your tongue!" The King hissed. "Aslan is not with you, nor will he ever be. And for the last time, Susan is a Queen!" His grip tightend again on his cousin's throat, and hatred pulsed through his veins.
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Post by Lamont on Jul 20, 2008 23:43:54 GMT -4
Lamont stopped as he tasted the bitter flavor of his own blood. It was not a taste he had hated, just one he hadn't gotten used to. He stopped for a moment to think, but that moment was all he needed.
Good, he's furious now. Only a little more fear and anger to end this.
"Of course she is, your precious little princess." He laughed sending all pain from his mouth away. "Yes, that's all you want isn't? To take your Susan and make a man out of yourself. But time's here are not as they should be. See, your little princess could very well be my queen when all this has passed."
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Post by King Caspian X on Jul 20, 2008 23:48:24 GMT -4
That gone done it. Caspian threw his cousin away from him. "Pick up your sword and fight like the sniveling coward you are!" he growled angerly, his face growing red with fury. The King waited impatiently for Lamont to get his weapon. "Forget your stupid bird." he hissed. "This is just you, and me, at swordpoint."
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Post by Lennia Silverwind on Jul 21, 2008 7:32:39 GMT -4
Len sighed as the creature flew higher. She had to be closer to the beast before she could bring it down. She looked at the two fighters. She wouldn't mind watching a good fight but knew that wasn't a good thing. She listened to the forest seeking a water source. She found a stream nearby and used her magic to bring some of the water to her. Above the heads of the group were two bubbles of water. She guided the water without moving to hover over Caspian and Lamont's heads. the opened her hand that had been in a fist the entire time. The water drenched the two and destroyed the flames around the two. "We needed a slight cool off. The heat was getting to intense" She explained. Then backed away and leaned on a tree.
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Post by High King Peter on Jul 21, 2008 18:57:06 GMT -4
Peter watched as Lamont spat on the ground. His blood began to boil yet again as he touched his sister. His words seemed to pierce through him like a knife. He then looked up and a smile twitched the corners of his mouth as he saw Len. "Pleasure to see you again Len," he then frowned. "You didn't follow me did you?" he was starting to hate being followed. It wasn't like he was going to do anything. Okay that one time was a fluke: he didn't mean to hurt his advisor. The guy was asking for it. He watched Caspian and decided not to interfer. Who am I kidding? he asked himself, mildly amused. Of course I would if something would happen.
[OOC: my minds gone blank. Thats what I get for leaving for two days with no internet connection and being yelled at by corporals]
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Post by GlennStorm on Jul 21, 2008 19:39:29 GMT -4
The grand centaur stood back watching the sight before him. His hand that gripped the hilt of his sword hung at his side as his attention was drawn toward the Kings. Such violence was spread over their faces, for what reasons? Glennstorm could think of many that followed the path of truth and many just his assumptions.
Facial expression hardened yet still held the stone cold gaze as he watch Lamont place a hand on his Queen Susan's neck causing both protective Kings to jump like starving wolves at a plump chicken. The centaur tensed, ready to strike if needed but he had a grand feeling the Kings could easily over power the young boy, but one must not judge one opponet before the fight has begun.
{ooc: Oh hail thy Magical Internet Connection!}
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Post by Lamont on Jul 22, 2008 10:56:47 GMT -4
Lamont whiped the water from his face and locked his eyes with Caspian's. Out of furry for the prince for helping the traitor princess and princess Aslan gave Lamont special ability. Fueled by anger Lamont foucsed all his energy on the young prince. The prince's strength would fail him and Lamont raised his blade with new strenth and knowledge of how to use it.
"Are you sure swordpoint is best for you?"
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Post by King Caspian X on Jul 22, 2008 18:08:07 GMT -4
Caspian merely snarled and lashed out at his cousin with his blade. It was clear to anyone that the King purposely missed the boy by less than an inch, as if that would be good enough for his answer. Caspian was seething with so much hatred towards the last of his family that he thought he might explode. "Ready when you are." he barked at him.
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Post by Queen Susan the Gentle on Jul 23, 2008 18:12:06 GMT -4
"Caspian stop!" Susan shouted to him. She wasn't sure exactly what Lamont had done to him, but it didn't look good. The boy looked as though he not only knew he was the better, but he was. She didn't trust what he did and could not believe that he could survive. She drew her bow and fired not sure whether the arrow struck its target or not. She ran to Caspian's side and took hold of his arm tightly to hold him back.
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Post by King Caspian X on Jul 23, 2008 18:23:25 GMT -4
"Susan!" he yelled her name, but when he turned to look at her the King stopped. When she grabbed his arm his anger left his face, quick to be replaced with affection. Caspian spoke softly, "I can kill him now." he said. "I know I can." He didn't want Lamont to come near her again. Ever again. Nor did he believe the monster would obey a dead boy.
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Post by Lennia Silverwind on Jul 23, 2008 19:56:52 GMT -4
Len watched Susan stop the king from fighting. "Killing him won't solve everything" She said as she moved her red hair from her face. She eyed the king and his cousin. She would interfere if things got out of control.
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Post by Cotnar on Jul 23, 2008 22:10:25 GMT -4
Good, things are going as they should.
Humans were entirely too predictable. The young queen fell to his claws because she was afraid. This prince will kill the young boy because he is angry. Lamont would fight to his dieing breath to claim a throne that is not rightfuly his. The other, the eldest of kings, could join in the prince's killing spree for the love of a traitor.
Fear, hate, love, and power.
With these four things placed into the mind of a human they can be driven to do or to become anything, even at their own will. A peaceful man will kill innocent people; a powerful man will run, screaming in terror and neither will think twice of their actions.
Cotnar stayed in the skies with his small claws dug deep into the branch of the tree he hid in. he did not like this hiding in the shadows, but being so hidden and mysterious gave fear to these people. It is much harder to face an enemy if you are not entirely sure what, or where, it is. But the demon's wind was powerful, ruffleing his dark wolf fur and sending chills through his lion's paws. we wanted nothing more then to leap at the demon with a panther's powerful body, but kept his ground.
There is much more damage that can be done here.
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