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Date Posted: 14:27:35 05/11/05 Wed In reply to: Baylina 's message, ".you bleed just to know your alive." on 11:22:02 05/11/05 Wed handing over the steed to a groom, Craven glances to the girl before raising a hand to point her in the right direction silently. guards following after in the dimly lit halls of the huge and glorious castle. everything of the finest make, only the best for this King. his robes trailing behind him as he twisted through the numerous halls that lead to his study. the soft patter of slaves bare feet darting about in the shadows heard as background noise to the many guards feet solidly contacting with the smooth wood floors. their armor clanking softly, chain link shirts rustling. a slave coming to walk swiftly before them with a torch as the areas about turn still darker. the glow if greenish pools to the left of them, haunting. the guard dog that always seemed to linger upon this floor laying in wait. his frame massive and dark, towers pressed back to lay flush with his skull, a beautiful sight that only added to the tense atmosphere. even the guards shuddering slightly though they had been here many times before. sweat gleaming on their brows all except though that knew their ranking and positions were safe. for even within his own men there was no tolerating any wrong. many having found out the hard way and now working as slaves or worse for it. his own strides silent Crevan stops turning to glance down the great hall ways before motioning for the guards to open his study door. two burly males pressing their weight into the heavy hand carved wood door, swing it open on its hinges, now silent he having made sure of that. the person that had been looking after the massive doors now rotting in the dungeon with no hope of getting out. small mistakes costing much more then was worth the price. It much easier just to please the king should you end up working for him. settling in his usual chair Crevan looks over the girl before motioning her to sit. Do tell me about yourself and you culture. allowed to speak freely now that they were in a quieter more private place. a movement sending away the rest of the guards only two remaining his closest and most loyal. their clothing and the jeweled swords at their side showing of his approval in them. he much more generous with those that could keep their mouths shut and still do as was needed. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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| .you bleed just to know you're alive. | Baylina | 15:06:43 05/11/05 Wed |
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