forum Heroes & Monsters 6/6 Group rp CLOSED

Started December 08, 2021 by @The-Dyonisia group

tune

Mithonbaal noticed Ehlaea's pink flush and grinned. "It seems to me like you find my words to be a bit… pleasing, no?"

Efraim couldn’t help but feel embarrassed by the whispers they heard. It has been difficult to speak for as long as they could remember, especially when their father’s health began to decline. They could only talk for prolonged periods with him, but with everyone else they just… couldn’t. Having been raised to pray aloud just made it more natural to speak aloud, they supposed. Strange how it was easier to speak to the Lord while everyone else found it easier to speak to each other.
Tilila’s words comforted them, however. Efraim found themself warming up to her. After giving her a grateful glance, they finished off their plate.

Ica laughs warmly to Cassia, then gently touches her shoulder. "No no, my princess. Let us focus on or meal first." She can't help but stare at Mithonbaal and Ehlaea and feel particularly jealous. She was the center of attention. She deserved the interests of her peers. Not Ehlaea. She sighs, then lights up at the sight of the feast. She turns her attention to the princess, watching her carefully, then gasps at the sound of Efraim speaking. "Oh, wonderful, my flower! I see you can raise your voice in appreciation of your Gods!" She smiles, then looks to Tillia. "My dear, what is keeping you from eating? We have a particularly demanding journey ahead of us." She says as she piles her plate high with an assortment of foods.

Mithonbaal notices Ica's jealousy. Well, it seems our Royal is jealous of my interactions wth Ehlaea!

"I'm fasting. I acknowledge the demands of the journey, which is exactly why I am doing this" she looks at Ica solemnly " I'm simply preparing my body for dire conditions. Willpower is a most important pillar of strength." she looks at Ica "But thank you. For worrying" she says. And she's being honest. She likes that Ica cares, but she doesn't need much looking out for. It doesn't hurt though.

Ica nods understandingly. “Ah, I see. Spiritual preparation is often much more powerful than physical preparation. Very wise of you.” She smiles, and continues eating, feeling a bit bad that she was, while Tillia was going without.

Cassia shrugged and pored the powder into her mouth, grinning as the sweet cinnamon and lemon spiked her taste buds.

Ehlaea blushed a bit more at Mithonbaal’s words. She found it difficult to look at him without wanting to burst into laughter.

“Pleasing and amusing,”she replied shyly.

Ehlaea noticed Ica’s stare, but didn’t know how to react. She had seen other folks look at someone with that expression, but she never had someone look at her like that. Why? What was it?

She then listened to the conversation between Ica and Tilila. The warrior was fasting? She had never thought any warrior would fast, but Ehlaea didn’t know Tilila, or her homeland, well, so she supposed she shouldn’t be that surprised.

Mithonbaal notices her trouble keeping laughter at bay and decides to do his best to make her laugh. "If that is true, then I should work on my routine. I need to be hilarious." he says, grinning broadly. He notices Ehlaea's confusion but doesn't verbally comment. She is merely jealous you hold my attention.

Ehlaea giggled before covering her mouth, though all it did was muffle her snickering. He was doing this deliberately, she could tell. A part of her wanted to scold him for that, but one glance at his grin only made her laugh more.

Mithonbaal laughs at the fact that Ehlaea started laughing. "And what's more, if I'm just amusing, what does that say about my looks?"

Exactly half an hour after the Pharaoh had announced the meal, a group of guards marched in. You could tell they were guards because they had blue and white striped headdresses, as well as, of course, the spear and shield in their hands. They stood at the sides of the open doors, except for one, who stood by Princess Neni's side, and one of them announced "The Great House of Horus (an honorary title of the Pharaoh) has ordered your presence at the dock." with these words, the guards turned and waited "We will escort you there."

Ehlaea couldn’t help laughing more when Mithonbaal laughed. His question made her cheeks turn red and she didn’t dare look at him, even as she continued snickering.

When the guards came, she somewhat managed to compose herself and stood, waiting for the others so that they could be escorted out.

Neni stood up and was led to the front of the group by the guard. She didn't want to be, but she wasn't about to defy one of her brother's guards. She sighed and let herself be led to the front. She knew the way to the dock, but since her father's encounter with the foreign mage, she was not allowed anywhere. Her brother was a control freak and she hated it. Not that she had been allowed full freedom before her father had fallen ill, but it was definitely a lot worse now. She looked back at the others longingly. She wanted what they all had.

(Only if you want to. I'm fine either way.)

Mithonbaal could barely contain his own laughter once the guards cam in to escort them. He gets up, watching Ehlaea out of the corner of his eye, seeing her red face and inability to make eye contact any more.