forum Roleplay with @Starlight-I-Love-Magic! (closed)

Started January 19, 2019 by @Becfromthedead group

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"Well, my friend… had I been 'normal,' had I not been cursed with this ability… I sure wouldn't be here, now would I?" Aurelius looked at the floor in front of him. "So, are you a shifter?"

"Half wolf"

"Oh. That's fascinating," Aurelius said, "I don't know much about half-wolves at all. While we're here, do you mind telling me a thing or two?"

"We have the powers of whichever species of wolf whose blood we share," said Silver boredly, "We also have special amulets that signify our identity"

"Mhm…" Aurelius said. "So you're proud of your identity and powers, I take it. It's in your blood, after all…"

"I am, But not all of us are"

"Must be hard, then," Aurelius replied, "to see something you take pride in- something that's part of who you are- become hated by the government. I sense quite a fierceness about you. If you could, you would fight back."

"Would fight back??" Said Silver incredulously, "Buddy I'm just waiting till my pals get here!"

"Wait… you… you have a way out?" Aurelius' voice dropped to a whisper.

"Not yet" said Silver, "But my friends will definitely make one!"

"One of my so-called 'friends' is the reason I'm in here. I'm not sure if anyone else knows what happened to me," Aurelius explained, "Must be nice to have people who have your back."

"I'm sure there's someone whos out there worrying about you" said Silver, "And of there isn't you'll probably be able to tag along with me and my pals when they come to bust me out"

"I would appreciate it," Aurelius said with a small smile, "I hope that time comes soon."

"Assuming it takes about a moon to find us it shouldn't take long at all" said Silver closing his eyes for a nap.

Skye sat in a noisy bar, he had an old cloak on, and it kind smelled, but it was better than being marked out as weird. He took another drink before making his way over to some drunk officers, Time to get some info

Aurelius nodded and laid down spread-eagle on the floor, just thinking… He couldn't possibly sleep any more.

Septima was sitting in the bar a few seats over from Skye. She knew something was off about him, but couldn't quite put her finger on it. She shrugged it off and finished her second drink. Maybe she should just mind her own business and keep formulating that plan to get Aurelius and Valkyrie out of there.

Skye sat down at the officers table, feigning extreme drunkenness. "Soo maateys!" he said loudly, "Caught any evil magic users lately?" he slurred his words a little wobbling on his seat, Don't overdoe it skye he chided himself.

Septima overheard this last comment and shrunk down a little bit. She pulled on her black gloves and started to pull out her money to pay. She needed to get out of here in case someone recognized her.

One of the officers laughed "not lately!"
"No matter though!" Said another "we've got a couple of new catches waiting for execution in two weeks!"

"And where might he be holding these dastardly blokes?" Asked Skye relieved that theyd bought his ploy

Septima had been about to step out the door when she realized Skye was trying to get information. She ducked into the hallway that led to the kitchen, and she stopped, breathing heavily as she eavesdropped.

"Old Rearmont castle" said one of the more drunken guards earning a slap from his superior who turned to Skye with a glare. "He wasnt supposed to say that so you'd better scram and keep your mouth shut" he said warningly.

Skye quickly scrambled to his feet, feigning terror of the guard as he babbled an apology to the superior for disturbing him as he fell over comically drawing the laughter and attention of the whole place before stumbling outside. A silent grin was on his face as he fistpumped in triumph after he slipped into a nearby alley. that was way to easy and it'll probably bite me later but I dont even care right now he thought happily as he retrieved his blades from under an old crate.

Septima darted outside and started running after Skye.
"Hey! You!" she shouted, sliding into the alley about thirty feet away from him.
She came across as much more aggressive than she had intended.

Skye whipped around, one sword in either hand. "What do you want" he said his voice calm.

Septima held up her hands to show she had no weapon drawn.
"Are you looking for someone? Someone with powers?"

"What's it to you?" He asked, sheathing his blades under his cloak, Could she be looking for prisoners too?

"Two of my friends went missing. One of them had powers. So now I'm assuming he's imprisoned somewhere," she explained.