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#80
January 08, 2013, 01:39:05 AM
Katahnia gasped.
"Cauwyn!" but she found herself clutching onto the shield, not knowing what else to do. But the moment Cauwyn tore after the men, she felt her heart racing, blood pumping as she stood up, hefting the heavy shield against her form and staring off into the battle field with new found venom in her eyes.

There were men at her back, easily coming after her the moment they saw the attack begin.

"Get the woman and let's get the hell outta here!" one snapped and lunged for her, but she was ready, and swung the heavy shield towards him, his hand slammed off of it and the man howled in pain.  But her choice of weapon could only last for so long as the second man was already upon her, grabbing onto the shield and ripping it from her arms. With her balance unsettled, the shield fell from her grip and she, onto the ground.


The men didn't waste any time fetching onto her hair and tearing her off of the ground and the scream Katahnia made was blood curdling as she was yanked off the ground. She tried grabbing for their arms, but then his fist slammed to her throat.
"Now just stop right there, pretty little witch before we cut your face in half." and he whipped out a blade, pressin git to her throat as she snatched Katahnia against his body.

"Give up the fight! We already have the girl!" the man chided, tossing his head towards Cauwyn in a mocking manner.  Kathania gasped, clawing desperately, the man's hold on her was choking the very breath out of her and she began to pale and turn blue.

"Put down your spear."
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Doc

#81
January 08, 2013, 01:53:20 AM
Cauwyn ducked one sword swipe and blocked another with his axe. Growling he turned into the attack driving the blade of his bastard sword up under the mans armor with enough force to explode the blades length out the back of him. Cauwyn didn't stop his movement only change direction. He released the sword, and the man it occupied, and twisted back around to the other man who's blade he had ducked. His axe came in wide in the middle of the mans backswing and Cauwyn buried it with a sickening thunk into the mans skull.

He ducked again and snatched up his spear, coming up in time to parry away a sword. With teeth gritted and a savage look he and the other man began to circle each other when he heard Katahnia scream. He whirled around, unintentionally smacking the guy he'd been facing in the head with the spear shaft, and prepared to throw the spear. It was too late though and the man already had her tight against him, choking the life from her.

"LET HER GO!" Cauwyn's voice boomed in the destroyed garden, echoing with a bit more desperation than he would have wanted. Immediately he realized yelling wasn't the thing to do and his hands shot out to his sides, his spear clanking as it fell to the ground, "Let her go, please. 'ere, see? I let my spear go, jus' let 'er breathe.."

visualspice

#82
January 08, 2013, 02:10:20 AM
The man only snickered, before yanking Katahnia away, holding he rout at the extension of his arm as she barely had the time to gasp for air when he yanked her forward, smashing her face into the heavy shield that remained abandoned, and Katahnia went limp.
The man smirked and gestured towards his men.
"Kill him!" he pointed right at Cauwyn, then made a whistle, a black horse coming galloping towards him from the woods as he tossed Katahnia onto the back of it and swung his legs up and around before turning once back to Cauwyn with a wicked sneer.

"See that he suffers!" the man called, and gave the horse a sharp kick as it began to rush off...
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I ran the Connlaothian civil war. For more info, check out it's page here. The war has now turned into a 'Cold War' with it's plotting page found here. It's no longer a huge site wide event but the scars are there.

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Doc

#83
January 08, 2013, 02:30:01 AM
"You son of a..!" Cauwyn growled when he struck Katahnia unconscious and moved forward to lunge, but was cut short by a blow to the back of his head. Cauwyn went down, twisting as he went to land on his back, in time to look up and see the man with the cudgel about to bring it down again. Two more men joined in with a flurry of kicks forcing Cauwyn to retreat into a ball trying his best to defend himself.

One man finally roughly grabbed him by the wrist and hauled him to his feet, pinning his arms behind his back. Another man, smaller but stouter than Cauwyn, came up and without a word drove his fist into his stomach. Cauwyn's armor held soften the blows, but only enough to keep him from blacking out.

Just as the man with the cudgel approached Cauwyn struck out, driving the hard sole of his boot into the man holding hims knee. The bone popped and buckled giving Cauwyn the chance to throw him over his shoulder. When the guy with the cudgel swung Cauwyn caught his arm, twisted it and then slammed his fist into the elbow joint dislocating it. Cauwyn drove a viscious sidekick into the mans gut as he released him snatching the club before it could hit the ground. He whirled on the third man catching him in the face before he could draw his sword. With each man wounded enough Cauwyn backpeddled until he could reach his sword. Pulling it free of the body he turned back on the others, snatched up his axe and walked forward.

The fight ended in seconds with Cauwyn covered in blood, most of it theirs. Bruised, battered and bleeding from the lip and nose Cauwyn snatched up his shield and took off after the Katahnia and her captor at a full sprint.

visualspice

#84
January 08, 2013, 02:54:07 AM
The horse had thundered far ahead of the rest, and it was from this motion Katahnia woke. THey were some ways ahead of Cauwyn by now, and it was only then she realized what had occurred. The motion was foolish, but she was not goin got be taken by this ruffian, and just as the horse rounded a patch of thick grass, she pushed herself off of it and tumbled heavily into the brush.
A moment later, she lay there, dizzy while her head was throbbing something fierce before lifting her weary head and watched the horse gallop down the trail without her.
She was just about to smile when she noticed the man realized she was gone-
he made an angered noise, jerked the reigns and pulled the horse her way.

Her eyes widened as she scrambled down the path, trying to make her way into deeper woods but the man was soon upon her again and he fiercely latched onto her arm.
"You aren't going anywhere!" he shouted.
"Let me go!" she cried, yanking her arm, but he held it fast.
"You are coming back with me whether you want to or not." he drew out his knife, but before he could swipe at her, she though tto before, and thought to anger, and soon an eruption of flames scorched his face.
The man cried, as did his horse as he was bucked off of it.


Turning away, Katahnia made a mad dash back towards the trail.
If anything, she hoped to get a head start back towards the broken castle...
and towards Cauwyn when suddenly...
a knife hit her leg..
and she went down, eating dirt.


she lay there a moment, before slowly turning to lay on her back and up at the treeline and clouds..
and then the man was upon her, snatching her by the throat and digging the knife he threw, that was still embedded into her leg, deeper into it as she let out a cry, that was swiftly muffled by the choking around her neck.

"Perhaps you didn't hear me the first time," he breathed his nasty breath upon her, and suddenly she heard him tearing at her skirts.
Gasping, she tried to fight him, but the man was strong, and her vision was whitening..
she was becoming light headed...
"Gods!" she gasped, eyes rolling into the back of her head as fingers smashed into his eyes....
and she began to fade out and away...
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Doc

#85
January 08, 2013, 03:21:18 AM
Running was a painful endeavor. Every ungraceful lopsided step shot hot fire through his body and threatened to steal the air from his lungs. Air he forced himself to breathe in through gritted teeth despite his mind screaming at him to gulp for the air. Cauwyn was no stranger to pain or injury and he knew how to deal with both. He also knew he was never going to catch the galloping horses on foot. Thankfully the rain that had drove him to the castle in the first place had muddied the ground enough that a blind man could follow the hoof prints.

He didn't know why cared, why he was even following this girl. He owed her nothing. If anything, she owed him! He'd saved her from whatever foul magic had encased her in a gem. Then again from the falling rocks and now for a third time he was putting himself in harms way for one of the most insufferable people he had ever met. None of it mattered though, he told himself as he pushed himself to run faster, he was still going to save the girl.

His leather boots made only a soft sound as they struck against the mud despite his lumbering jog, so when he rounded the bend of the trail it didn't appear the man holding Katahnia had noticed him. But Cauwyn noticed exactly what the man was doing with one hand at her skirts and the other on her neck. A bloom of anger pushed out the pain and gave Cauwyn the strength to push himself that last extra bit.

At the last second Cauwyn roared swung his shield up into the mans burned face, edge first. The man let out a strangled cry as he was thrown back a few feet off of the girl and left holding his now burnt and broken face. Cauwyn planted his spear in the mud as he moved between Katanhia and her attacker, tossing aside his shield and pulling free his bastard sword.

visualspice

#86
January 08, 2013, 03:32:26 AM
Katahnia, collapsed pathetically into the mud and went still.
But her attacker did not. Though his face smarted, he turned back towards Cauwyn with renewed vigor, pulling out another blade as he tested the weight of it while moving his arm to the side, then in a quick motion, he hurled the thing towards Cauwyn's face..
and then slipped another one out from his breast pocket and aimed a second knife at his boot as he scrambled across the mud-troddened pass, giving a quick whistle between his teeth in hopes to call his horse...
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Doc

#87
January 08, 2013, 03:43:23 AM
Cauwyn saw the knife coming dodged with a quick twist of his body letting it sail by his face. He only snarled, leveling cold and merciless  eyes at his attacker. What he didn't see was the second knife. Nor did he feel it when it embedded its self in his leg just above his ankle having just missed his armor. At least not until he moved.

Cauwyn gave the hand and a half sword a rather graceful spin as he moved to close in on his prey. His second step however sent a lance of pain up his leg that almost buckled him. Cauwyn grit his teeth through it, forcing himself to move forward even as the man scrambled to his feet. Cauwyn knew there was no way he could catch him. He was in no condition to run the man down.

Thinking quick he tossed his sword up and then recaught it in his hand in a reverse grip. He brought the sword up to his own head and with a grunt of effort to aid his rapidly dwindling strength Cauwyn launched the sword like a spear at the mans back.

visualspice

#88
January 08, 2013, 03:57:07 AM
With a sickening noise, the man went down, face first in the mud, knife in his back.
His horse had come a bit too late, trodding up to it's master with a snort through it's nose. It's tail swished behind it as it pawed at the road.

Groaning, Kathania began to move, air returning to her lungs as she threw herself onto her back and continued gasping, her lungs burning, aching, constricting until finally, she got her breathing in order, only to find herself coughing at the sore and dryness of her parched throat. She remained laying in the mud, not daring to move from her back as she let out a groan and turned to see Cauwyn.
She couldn't help herself but smile.

"Cauwyn.." she spoke his name barely on a breath of air before submitting herself to a fit of coughing again before she sighed and just lay back into the dirt, raising her chin up and closing her eyes.  "It's a shame my duchy lay in ruins.." she commented through a soft breath, still not opening her eyes.
"You'd make a very valiant and handsome knight." and she smiled at her comment, but was too beside herself to stand and groaned, turning to herself and reaching down, with a wretched scream, as she tore out the knife in her leg

Glaring at it, she tossed it aside then leaned against her hands, staring down at the road beneath her as she calmed herself. Swallowing hard, she turned her gaze back towards Cauwyn
"Are you alright?"
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I ran the Connlaothian civil war. For more info, check out it's page here. The war has now turned into a 'Cold War' with it's plotting page found here. It's no longer a huge site wide event but the scars are there.

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Grand Duke Calent Allarrick // Aella Coleridge // Blaith Harmond // Kella Harmond  // Hope Allarrick // Krah Mordeth // Mehtwald Allaen // Zannrick Austengarde // Katahnia Harmond // Jinai Rinstgate  // Leif Arrant // Dekka Blade  // Kentamin Dhelsbar  // Dahnny Quills  // Victoria Armani  // Ohna Waitsmith  // Jarrett L'isson  // Trest Arristaire  // Clayton "Jack-in-the-Box" Wilson // Cullen  //  Vels // Shay // Killian  // Fluke  // Mellesta // Danning // Petrin // Gavriella // Dornsley // Miersck // Aelith // Iyla // Angel // Ellarrah // Persea Ah'nikh // Phone // Jace // Ne'friss // Opus Dey // Lord Amalin // Ehvren // Narophne // Edward // Dehzrehn // Chase Vander // Valeska // Jayo //Layana // Rezvek // Red Sun // Harmanaija // Mirajah // Liana // Oska //Hay-gee // Beatrice // Ninn // Dao'bachpa //Pao'orha // Mae'leena // Davishire // Davina// Gemla // Hyathia //Thethysis // Urd // Missendria // Ina-herit // Feni'tat // Phen // Evelyn // Kell // Striker // Ithica // Connor // Vlint // The Gambler // Lord Aegis // Thomas // Quince // Althea // Vaeyna // Ihlsepar Asawa'eht // Krazxick // Djchastese // Katoma // Na'o // Moonlight // Bluesong //Caollette // Artemis // Arrick // Evetta //Jackal // Winston //Lenny // Anphis // Hebara //Ibra // Dre'hn // Veride // Arthund // Kao

Doc

#89
January 08, 2013, 06:47:54 AM
As soon as the sword stuck Cauwyn reached down and pulled out his axe. He didn't move, he simply stood and watched for a few brief moments to make sure the man didn't get back up. His shoulders and chest heaved with every labored breath, but he focused and controlled his breathing until he was able to get it under control.

Everything hurt and it showed on in the tension in his jaw and the slight quivering of his hands. The pain was enough that he wanted to puke, but Cauwyn managed to control himself from that. He didn't dare turn to look at Katahnia, not like this and not when her attacker could still be alive. But, despite the throbbing in his head and ringing in his ears, he heard her soft words and Cauwyn couldn't help but smile. Not a grin or a smirk, but a genuine, proud, almost boyish smile. He turned his head over his shoulder finally, trying his best to look at her and keep the other guy in his vision. It was no easy task, as his eyes were already beginning to darken and the left one was puffing up with a dark shade of blackish purple. Even hurting smiled, but it didn't stop him from practically beaming over at Katahnia.

"Don't worry 'bout me, princess," He said still beaming as he wiped the blood from his nose and lip with a swipe from the back of his gloved hand. His voice hoarse but still pleased despite how raw his throat was, "I'm all sweet rolls an' rainbows.."

Finally he moved forward, limping heavily with axe still in hand, over to the other guy. Unceremoniously Cauwyn buried his axe in the back of the mans skull with a solid, and rather wet sounding, thwack before putting it back in the loop on his belt.  He had to step on the mans back to get his sword free which he then proceeded to wipe somewhat clean on the attackers clothes before sheathing the blade. He then limped back over to the young duchess gathering his things along the way before practically falling to the ground with a pained grunt.

"An' how 'bout you, m'lady?" Cauwyn said with a small smile at the term, one he probably wouldn't use again, "Are you alright? He didn't hurt ya too bad did he?" Cauwyn wretched the knife in his own leg free and tossed it aside as well before twisting and turning to face her. Well, face her sort of.

He was looking down at her wound and most assuredly not admiring the tone of the leg it was in. It wouldn't be proper for a valiant knight like himself. He started to reach out to touch it, to test how bad it was, but stopped himself just short finally prying his eyes away and back up to hers, "May I see your wound? Might need t' stitch you up again.."

visualspice

#90
January 08, 2013, 11:09:57 AM
Katahnia studied him, and couldn't help but let her smile remain small. His poor face.. and his body was covered in blood. Her heart went out to him.  When he approached, she tucked some of her gold hair aside and looked down at her leg and forced herself to sit more erect.
"You don't have to worry about me.." she told him, solemnly as she leaned forward, shoulders brushing his arm as she placed a hand over her wound. A warm, white glow emitted from between her fingers, and the skin swelled and closed up, blending it together as if it had never been there before.
She released a shiver and looked up at him with a weary smile.
"I can heal myself. Or have you forgotten you called me a witch?" she smiled, then felt her head grow light before she collapsed against him with a small noise.

Groaning, she placed a hand to her face and moaned.
"I'm sorry.. I just feel so weak...." her powers hand't been the same since she had awoken from the crystal. perhaps her body was still on the mend since that. After all, it was quite a spell to cast.
She released another breath, just closing her eyes a minute as she leaned against him.

"And I'm sorry I can not do any healing for your wounds." she peered up at him, trying to offer him a smile as she studied his face.
"And Im sorry." she said it again, a third time. "For all of this mess." and turned her sad eyes away, casting them to the dirt.
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I ran the Connlaothian civil war. For more info, check out it's page here. The war has now turned into a 'Cold War' with it's plotting page found here. It's no longer a huge site wide event but the scars are there.

My currently active characters:
Grand Duke Calent Allarrick // Aella Coleridge // Blaith Harmond // Kella Harmond  // Hope Allarrick // Krah Mordeth // Mehtwald Allaen // Zannrick Austengarde // Katahnia Harmond // Jinai Rinstgate  // Leif Arrant // Dekka Blade  // Kentamin Dhelsbar  // Dahnny Quills  // Victoria Armani  // Ohna Waitsmith  // Jarrett L'isson  // Trest Arristaire  // Clayton "Jack-in-the-Box" Wilson // Cullen  //  Vels // Shay // Killian  // Fluke  // Mellesta // Danning // Petrin // Gavriella // Dornsley // Miersck // Aelith // Iyla // Angel // Ellarrah // Persea Ah'nikh // Phone // Jace // Ne'friss // Opus Dey // Lord Amalin // Ehvren // Narophne // Edward // Dehzrehn // Chase Vander // Valeska // Jayo //Layana // Rezvek // Red Sun // Harmanaija // Mirajah // Liana // Oska //Hay-gee // Beatrice // Ninn // Dao'bachpa //Pao'orha // Mae'leena // Davishire // Davina// Gemla // Hyathia //Thethysis // Urd // Missendria // Ina-herit // Feni'tat // Phen // Evelyn // Kell // Striker // Ithica // Connor // Vlint // The Gambler // Lord Aegis // Thomas // Quince // Althea // Vaeyna // Ihlsepar Asawa'eht // Krazxick // Djchastese // Katoma // Na'o // Moonlight // Bluesong //Caollette // Artemis // Arrick // Evetta //Jackal // Winston //Lenny // Anphis // Hebara //Ibra // Dre'hn // Veride // Arthund // Kao

Doc

#91
January 08, 2013, 03:01:49 PM
When Katahnia reached for her own leg it dawned on Cauwyn just what was happening. He pulled his hand back, maybe a bit faster than normal, and watched with quiet fascination(Like someone might a hanging) as she worked magic on her wound to heal it. There was, briefly a pang of hot jealousy that ran through him when she pulled away her hand to reveal a healed wound. It would be weeks for him to heal, maybe even longer.

If his jealousy angered him, he didn't say anything about it however. He just wrapped his arms around her as she fell against him. It felt good to have her leaning against him, in his arms. And a little exciting. She was admittedly weak, putting off a sense of helplessness as she lay against him. It put a lot of dark thoughts into Cauwyn's head, even wounded and in pain as he was, but he chose to ignore them. Instead, he worked his chapped and now busted and slightly swelling lip into a grin.

"Quite the dangerous witch too, aren't you?" He gave a quick jerk of his head toward her dead attacker, "I don't think he'll be forgettin' at least, if it's any consolation." He had to crane his neck to look down at her as he spoke, but he was ok with that. Cauwyn didn't dare release her from the embrace. Afterall, she could... fall again or something. It was for safety! "An' I have no doubt you're weak, princess. I don't know how long you were trapped in that gem, but I doubt ya could get much t' eat or drink in there.."

"Well..." Cauwyn said as she thanked him and then even apologized. He knew he had said he would try to be more mature, but she was making it so hard! Literally and metaphorically. Cauwyn wasn't exactly sure how to  handle the praise and the apology. It wasn't something he was used too, and especially not from a young noble woman. He struggled with the idea of making a joke about a reward, but in the end decided against it, "yes. You're, uh, welcome, duchess. Your hairs a mess.." Cauwyn blurted without thinking, his hand moving to pick away a few damp leaves and twigs.

Then, remembering with a smile, he reached down to his waist and pulled up her silver comb. It was dented and scratched from the beating he took, but the bristles were still intact.

visualspice

#92
January 08, 2013, 03:12:58 PM
OOC: awww, what a cute reply post XD!

Hooray for the brush! *adds in more awkward cute/semi-flirting into post* XD~

IC:


Katahnia's lips flattened at his statement, feeling awkward beneath his gaze as he turned away, blushing and smiled as she raked a hand through her hair.
"So it would seem."
She then looked over her shoulder at the brush, smiling at it before looking up at him.
"You know.."s he began, taking the offered silver brush and began to demurely paint it through her hair. "The same could be said about your messy locks." She tossed her half brushed hair at him, aiming to smack some of it into his face on purpose before she moved to rise. Her legs were a bit unsteady, but she managed to keep herself balanced as one hand went to his shoulder for support, the other, well held the brush fast as she moved forward and took it through hit hair.

However, pulling it through was a bit of a chore.

"And here I was joking!! Your hair has such knots!" she exclaimed, such dismay huffing through her lips as she fought, a little, to free the brush through, but kept at it, determined to make good use of the silver, polished (though rusting) piece in her hand.
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Doc

#93
January 08, 2013, 03:59:32 PM
OOC: I know right? I debated going flirty or ass-hole, but at least now he's only got one option left!

IC:

When she smacked her hair across his face Cauwyn practically giggled like a schoolboy, which he put an end to quickly with a forced cough and a fist to his mouth. He wasn't the giggling type, in fact he couldn't remember the last time he had giggled, and he damn sure wasn't going to start now. No matter how soft her hair was or how good it smelled.

He watched her climb to her feet with all the subtlety of a fifteen year old boy, though when she used his shoulder to brace herself Cauwyn jerked his head away so she couldn't see the wince in his eyes or the fact he had to clench his teeth to bite back a small cry of pain. It passed, though maybe not soon enough as he realized she was stepping behind him and his muscles began to tense.

"Hey, just what are you-" Cauwyn's cautious tone was interrupted when he felt the brush in his hair. For a brief moment he smiled at the idea of the duchess brushing his hair, until the memory of actually using the thing shot back into his mind. He could hear the sound of the combs bristles ripping their way through the knots in his hair. It would seem, to Katahnia, he just wasn't in enough pain already. "Ow! Ow, hey! What are you...?"

Much to Cauwyns dismay Katahnia seemed to be rather determined in her endeavor. He squirmed a bit, but didn't dare move away with the comb so dangerously close to his head like some sort of weapon. With his hands planted at his side to steady himself, Cauwyn grumbled half-under his breath and just loud enough for her to here, "This isn't the kinda reward I was thinkin' of!"

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#94
January 08, 2013, 04:24:20 PM
Instinct had her hitting him lightly on the head with the brush, then she gasped, as if that were the apology and moved beside him, slowly pulled her hand away from his shoulder.
"I thought we were going to drop such a thought!" she tasked him, but couldn't help but smile at him and all of his grouchy and weariness.
"YOu look worse for wear.." she sighed, turning away with a frown.
"We should get your wounds looked at." She studied him, frowning again.
"And I meant when I was sorry for all of this." She forced another smile for one , though this one shone sadness. "If it weren't for me, or you somehow releasing me from the crystal I... well.. I suppose we wouldn't be sitting out there, both of us a bloodied mess and I.."s he smiled at her brush fondly, twisting it with interest between her hand. "ANd I, now armed with my best weapon." she pointed the silver brush right him and smiled, then took a moment to admire the handy work the brushing did and found herself needing to tuck in her smile, but dimples and a blush still cut her cheek.

"Well now, I think this brush must have magic." she mused. 
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Doc

#95
January 08, 2013, 04:56:39 PM
He winced slightly at the smack on his head, but it did little to dissuade his grin. Especially when she gasped at her own reflex. When she brought up his wounds again though, Cauwyn waved them away with an errant flip of his hand. He wasn't a weak man and was well versed in pain, but also smart enough to know when he needed to put aside his pride. It was just so damn hard with her around, he didn't want her to think he was weak. Not that he was really sure why her opinion mattered so much to him, seeing as how they apparently weren't going to be sleeping together.

"If'n I hadn't found ya in that dungeon," Cauwyn stated, turning from where he sat to look at her. It hurt, but he bared it, "then I pro'lly would have still run into those fools searchin' the place for somethin' to loot. Without you there, and your witchery, I might not have gotten outta that damnable net. So, I think, I should thank you.."

His honest, boyish smile genuine and true twisted then quickly into a grin, "And when I'm not so sore, maybe I'll give you that reward, yeah?" He winked at her before breaking out into a short chuckle that ended in a fit of painful coughing. He kind of liked getting her all worked up. The way her cheeks blushed made her look...cute.

Her comment about magic in the brush though sobered him rather quickly and he stared hard at the brush and then her for a second before understanding what she was saying. He shot her a mocking scowl, tilting his head back and trying in vain to look up at his own hair, "T'ch! My hair didn't look that bad..." He started to raise his hand to tentatively touch his newly styled hair out of curiosity.

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#96
January 08, 2013, 05:34:25 PM
"Yes, perhaps it wasn't so bad," she humored him, moving two fingers forward to pinch a strand of hair, which she then proceeded to twirl between her fingers, shaping it into a small spike.
She chuckled then drew her hand away, shaking her head as she frowned, sighing.
"You look awful. Is there anything I can do to help?" she felt awful she could't do anything, and this was the first incident where she couldn't just help heal someone up. She sighed again at the reflection of her skills, and also at her own state as well, staring down at her dress, now in shreds, and revealing far too much  skin of her legs for comfort.

"Perhaps I should go back to the castle and fetch some of that old silk.." but her smile was faked, as she realized how silly that would sound.
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Doc

#97
January 08, 2013, 05:56:39 PM
Cauwyn was about to make another inappropriate suggestion on how she could help, but decided against it and close his mouth at the last possible second. It wasn't easy, from where he was sitting there was a lot of shredded skit and delightful leg. Cauwyn turned and grabbed onto his spear, using it to help pull him to his feet. He frowned down at the wound in his leg and the small spurt of blood that bubbled out when he put weight on it. With a sigh he reached into his pouch for his supplies.

"Kia's cunt!" Cauwyn hissed, pulling his hand from his pouch for a quick look around. "I left m' needle an' thread back in th' castle with my stuff.." He sighed then and hefted his shield, leaning heavily on his spear as he walked a little closer to Katahnia.

"What about you, princess? Think you can make it back t' that castle?" He frowned slightly as he looked her over. He didn't know what it was like to use magic, but he knew the girl was weak and he was sure it had something to do with it. Along with not eating or drinking anything in however long. Or bathroom breaks.. His frown flicked into a smile when he looked past her to the horse the man had been riding that now pawed at the ground enjoying some grass just off the roadway.

"Say princess," He jutted toward the horse with his job, "you know anything 'bout ridin' horses?"

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#98
January 08, 2013, 06:54:09 PM
Katahnia visibly flinched when she noticed how his wound reacted to the weight upon it. THen flinched even more so at his choice of words. Really, did he already forget he was in the presence of a lady?

"I would be alright, but what about you?" she replied to the suggestion of them traveling back tot he castle, though she sighed. She didn't notice his gaze upon the horse, however, until he asked and she looked over at it with a gasp.
"Oh!" a smile over took her features as she delicately smoothed back her hair, and spoke, gesturing with the silver brush.
"I will have you know I'm quite the skilled rider." She gave him a smug grin as she approached the horse. I twas cautious at first, but a gentle stroke to it's nose had the horse settled in minutes as she took the reigns and guided the best over to him with a bright smile.
"Do you know how to ride?"s he asked, playfully.
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Doc

#99
January 08, 2013, 07:43:16 PM
For his part, Cauwyn just leaned on the spear and tried not to fall over. He'd taken about as much weight off of his injured leg as he could, though it hardly made him comfortable. When she was leading the horse over he eyed the beast wearily, but her confidence in riding and the way she wielded the brush like a knife made him smile. The question though, made him clear his throat.

"I don't know.." He said somewhat cautiously, though he did manage a smirk, "Is knowin' and doin' the same thing?"

He stepped closer and the horse snorted at him. He was covered in blood, a bit of his and a good portion of others. The horse stomped a hoof in warning and stared at him, but it didn't move from Katahnia's side. If anything, its drew its self closer to the woman. Cauwyn's smirk grew a bit wider.

"Looks like ya got yourself a new knight, princess." He chuckled softly at his own joke as he tried to make himself look like less of a threat by holding his arms out to his side. He continued to look at the horse as he spoke to Katahnia, his words almost childishly soft as to not scare the animal, "I'm not exactly th' best rider.. And it's not really m' favorite thing t' do... It's a bit," He paused to think how to say it without being too vulgar for the lady, "uncomfortable, I find.. Ya know, in m' pants.."

Yeah, that seemed pretty smooth.
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