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[This RP takes place in Medieval time in the outskirts of a Kingdom called Caelum. Ink gets lost in the process of trying to find her artist [read her page to find out more] also catching the attention of the to-be king, Carnisun, who wants her as his third wife. She runs away, unsure of where to go and Carnisun has sent his search party to find her also offering great reward to whoever turns her in, but if she doesn't get back to her artist in due time, she will then become ink.) [Guy RP, romance, and action, maybe mystery, but we'll see]



Ink pants heavily as she paces along the great stone barrier outside Caelum. Her dress was torn and worn, and it irritated her terribly. In the distance they were heard, Carnisun's mercenaries. An exasperated groan escaped her mouth as she listens to them get closer. Getting poised to begin her run again she spots //you// nearby.

Leith stood outside the large stone barrier. He peered up at it, looking as if he was in deep thought as his hand touched the thick rough stone. He looked around as he heard the yelling of mercenaries and heavy, quick footsteps running nearby. As he looked around he made eye contact with you, an eyebrow raised.

She gazed at you until she heard another shout, she parted from the wall and scampered down to the forest, panting heavily.

He blinked a few times as he watched her then looked forward once the mercenaries were in sight. He walked over to them as they looked around. He pointed behind himself,"She ran that way. Better hurry up!"

The mercenaries followed int the direction he pointed, except on who was the prince himself. He glanced over at you, grinning as he did, "Maybe you can help me.."

Ink sprinted through the trees, branches scratching and whipping her face. She trudged over a large stone and jumped off. She hit the ground with a silent cry, falling over onto her side. To her dismay, her ankle was sprained and she heard the search party like a stampede heading her way.

Leith eyed him with disinterest and shrugged,"I am simply a traveling man your highness. Of what help could I be?"he looked to the side, running a hand through his black hair.

"Maybe you can find that lass you saw for me," he stated simply, watching you intently for your answer.


Ink scanned her surroundings frantically for somewhere to hide. Realizing it could be her only chance, she scooted under the large stone. Thankfully she did because the mercenaries were following right behind and kept moving in the direction she had been going.

"The women with the torn dress. Well if you are asking this of me personally I will gladly accept. But I have one question. Why are you after her?"he looked to the Prince with a crooked grin, watching him.

"She'll be my third wife. Unfortunately, she's not cooperating that well," he muttered the last sentence in annoyance.

Ink kept her pants quiet. She didn't them hearing her all of a sudden. Biting her lip, she winced at the sharp pains in her ankle.

Leith simply chuckled,"Then I shall retrieve her with even more speed."he bowed and smirked,"Your highness."he muttered and simply disappeared.

Carnisun grinned, but wasn't sure if he could rely on you.

Ink's chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath, almost hyperventilating as she did.

Kiran watched as she pulled herself under he rock, and as the guards an by. Once he could no longer hear them he spread his wings and used them to drift down, his wings sounding like a sail filling with wind as they caught the air. Kiran would approach the rock, not trying to sneak as he wanted her to know he was coming.

Leith walked through the forest, hands in his pockets as he trailed the footprints from the mercenaries. He pulled out a small flute and played a few tunes as broke off from the footprints and kept his senses open.

Immediately she submerged herself more into the stone, fearful that who whoever it was would take her back to him, but she lifted her head in hearing the flute. Maybe they were gone..?

Kiran would sit next to the rock, "are you okay?"

He looked over at large rock and sat atop it,"Hm...I know you're nearby. Listen alright. That prick seems to want as you as his third wife. I offer my services to help you get away from this kingdom."he slipped off the side of the rock and got on his knees, looking at her,"What do you say?"

She listened to them both, shaking her head frantically. Her head was spinning with all these sudden occurrences and she absolutely did not want to go back to Carnisun.
She couldn't exactly speak due to her shortage of air like her lungs had closed up.

Leith leaned his shoulder against the rock and pushed it off,"Deep breaths."he took a step back to show he meant no harm.

"Well how about I get you both out of here for now? So they don't find us when they come back," he held his hand down for her.

Shakily, but steadily she calmed herself. Her eyes flicked between them both then finally decided to speak.
"I need to find my artist," she breathed.