@ScarletAndHerSides
"My name is Belladona," Chrysa lied Close enough, "And I simply wish to talk. Where I come from there aren't many people to talk to."
“Simply wish to talk, eh? You knock on this house to talk?” The elf asked, “Liar.”
"My name is Belladona," Chrysa lied Close enough, "And I simply wish to talk. Where I come from there aren't many people to talk to."
“Simply wish to talk, eh? You knock on this house to talk?” The elf asked, “Liar.”
Chrysa sighed. She pulled her hood down, "Fine you caught me. I'm Chrysanthemum leader of the rebellion against the demons. I was wondering if you two would be willing to join us."
“Woah woah woah. We’d like to keep neutral. Joining the rebellion would only make things harder.”
Mara moved two steps in front of him, clearing branches so he could walk better. "To a Fae camp. On this 'path' there are no guards to tell mother or father that we left."
(So @DeadlyAngel0987, how do familiars work?)
"Oh, ok," Max followed along, thankful he could walk through without falling every other second.
Chrysa nodded, she handed the elf a piece of parchment, "I can respect that. If you ever change your mind or need help just burn this. I'll come running. Have a good day."
Chrysa turned and left the house.
(Oh like, Familiars have there own free will to do whatever they want wherever they want, but familiars are like a "Minion" I guess to the witch, warlock, or wizard who owns them. If they are summoned they have to do what their owner/master tells them too. Familiars can also usually take form of an animal :p If that makes sense. I'm bad at explaining things.)
Finally he gets bored again and shoots out of the castle. He was a commander of an army, but there was no need of one… yet. He soars high into the clouds, hissing through his pointed teeth.
Mara smiled as they neared the borders that separated Demon land and "Free Land." She slowed her pace. "Just raid for valuables, or wipe the camp out?" Mara asked her brother.
Chrysa walked back to the Faye camp she was staying in. Her hood was up and she relaxed.
He was so bored. He needed blood, anything. He wanted a fight. Sure, people called him a war monger but did he care? Nope.
Max smiled, °What do you think?" he asked, knowing what her answer would be.
He sighs and lands making the ground tremble beneath him. He was alone. He liked it that way. He draws his scythe and starts to practice.
She hummed. "Mira only wants the valuables, but I want to take the camp out entirely. They have too many."
Chrysa nodded, she handed the elf a piece of parchment, "I can respect that. If you ever change your mind or need help just burn this. I'll come running. Have a good day."
Chrysa turned and left the house.
The elf hurriedly closed the door. “Mistress?”
Luciana called from upstairs, “Yes?”
“An invatatiom for the rebellion-“
“Burn it.”
“But uh Mistress…. that’s how you… activate it.”
“Oh, I swear I’m smart. Um, bring it up here.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
"Ok, uh, yeah. That's what I thought would happen, but I don't know if we should wipe them out. Maybe we steal their valuables first, and tomorrow we wipe them out?" he asked nervously, trying to keep Mara at bay.
Mara stayed silent for a short while. "Fine, Fine. And because I know what you're doing." She let Mira back in control. "Hell Mara." She mumbled.
"Thank goodness," Max sighed, "Well? Shall we?" held out his had for Mira to lead him.
Mira mumbled something else. "Yeah. You know, you need to do that more often with Mara. All she has is blood lust sometimes." She grabbed Max's hand and led him over the border.
Chrysa nodded to some of the Faye. The rebellion base was set up further inland. Chrysa was here for a recruitment meeting.
Max followed Mira into the camp, "So, what kinds of things do they have?" he whispered.
Mira pulled him into some bushes. "Hang on." She faded away into the shadows, re-appearing about a minute later. "Septims, spell books, enchanted iron, a few scrolls, the average stuff. There are some unusual jewels too that I haven't seen before." She explained.
Chrysa felt an unknown presence in the camp her hand drifted towards her sword. She became more aware of everything that was going on.
Max nodded, "Let's do this, but we gotta be careful," he whispered.
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