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Obvious excitement lit up her features. Concealing her emotions was not her strong suit. "My name is Princess Valerion Greyblood, I'm sure you've heard of me." She chuckled quietly, taking a step forward to study the male sitting in the shadows. "What's your name? And how did someone like you get captured?" Her father had no sympathy for pirates, or really any law-breaking. Vale didn't really agree with some of the things some pirates did, but what intrigued her was that they could go and do anything they wanted. The sense of freedom, and adventure. Not to mention the male was fairly attractive, probably more so once he was cleaned up.

"Must I explain myself to you?" She said with an arched eyebrow, smoothing the back of her dress as she sat down on a barrell opposite of the bars of his cell. Listening as he had apparently been betrayed by his own men, she tilted her head slightly. "Well, that's too bad." The princess mused, then promptly returning her fierce gaze to his own. "Wouldn't you prefer my company to my father's? He's not too fond of pirates such as yourself, in fact, what was he saying earlier? That you were a pain in his side?" She couldn't help but smirk.

"If I am to be honest, I'm quite fascinated. Honestly. What's it like, living your life?"

She listened to him, her eyes widening. Hearing this all first hand confirmed that she would enjoy a pirate's life. At his question, she slipped off the barrel. "I am not complaining about my life, but you may not be so quick to judge if you lived in my shoes. My parents never let me do anything." Vale glanced up as she heard footsteps above the cells. Walking over to the door of his cell, she dropped a key into his small enclosure. "Once you escape, meet me in the town's pub. I still have questions." She began to walk away, before turning and looking over her shoulder at him.

"Say, you didn't tell me your name before.."

Neia shrugged, staying silent. She was too enthralled by the curiosities around her to respond anyways. Walking along behind him with a somewhat awed look in her eyes, she definitely stood out among the everyday look of the peasants around her. She tucked some of her long, soft blonde-ish green-ish hair behind her ear, catching a few of the stares of the villagers. Neia supposed she should stick close to Zyon. She shot a sideways glance at him.

"So, what are we to do now?"

Vale skipped off, making her way up the stairs and back into the castle. Her parents knew without a little bit of freedom, she'd go stir crazy and possibly run away for good. So, she was allowed to explore the castle's bustling town. She could take care of herself, so if this Bastian fellow were to be truly no good she could defend herself well. Pulling a dark cloak to hide her vibrant red hair, she made her way into the town rather sneakily. Vale made her way into the pub, making sure to hide her face. No one batted an eye. She searched the place for the pirate, eventually landing upon him she skirted around tables till she sat next to him, her mouth quirked up in a sly smile.

"Looks like you managed to make it out in one piece."

Neia shot a look at him, obviously irked. "Haven't you ever heard of an honest pay?" She mumbled, shaking her head. Pirates. He was just like the rest of them. Although, to continue her adventure, she knew that Zyon did need money. She supposed she could try. Her mother did say that her grandmother was half siren. Slowly she picked a somewhat small, mousy man. She made her way over to his shop, delicately picking up an apple and gazing at it. She put it down, focusing her iridescent gaze on his own somewhat awed and nervous one.

"Hello, I know this might be a lot to ask of you, but my friend and I were wondering if we might borrow some coin from you?" The sea elf cooed, flicking her hair over her shoulder and leaning over to give him a little smile. He gulped, obviously apprehensive to do so but not wanting to incur any disfavor from the sea elf. "We would of course pay you back." She added earnestly, and was happily rewarded when he returned with a small bag heavy with coins. She winked at the man, then turning around and making her way back to Zyon. It was obvious she was quite proud of her achievement.

Neia arched an eyebrow at him. She supposed he assumed she was pure, and innocent, but she was part elf after all. They were mystical beings, with many complexities. Besides, the longer she stayed on land, the more she was acclimating to her elven side. "I do not really have a need for physical things." The girl murmured, although quite interested by the fact that he wasn't totally self-absorbed. "I'm simply here to observe, and learn about your world." Neia added, not wanting him to get any funny ideas. She wouldn't be swindling peasant shop-keepers out of gold constantly, this was only to get them moving.

Sure! What plot did you have in mind?

Neia followed him silently, gazing around as they entered the building. She immediately did not like the tavern - it was too busy, too crowded. She settled on a stool beside him, quietly running her fingers in slight wonder over the wood of the bar, watching as he ordered a strange looking drink. Who would want anything to drink besides water? She wondered, feeling a little dried out herself. She had to remember to stay relatively close to water at all times, especially sea water. Without those she could become very sick. Quietly asking for a mug of water, which she got along with a strange look. She sipped at it, absently observing her surroundings.

Angel watched as Des hurriedly stormed out of the pub, her lips twitching slightly. Perhaps she was a bit relieved when Des left, as the tension between the two had begun to become overwhelming. As Raven swiftly walked by, Angel slid off her seat and hurried to follow the taller girl. (As Angel was really quite short.) Stepping outside, she listened to the other girl talk. To be fair, she was pretty excited to explore London. It was an incredibly old city with lots of beautiful architecture. She stayed mostly silent, just taking in the sights to behold, with a few murmurs of wonder, especially at the bridge.

At the mention of the Nomed society, Angel sensed her chance to poke around in Raven's brain, if not just a bit. She was doing exactly what Josef told her - don't draw too much attention to yourself, just gather intel - and it was honestly kind of fun. Angel was almost like a spy. Turning her head to look at Raven, she arched an eyebrow, an expression of simple curiosity in her voice.

"Speaking of Nomed society, who in the world do ya think killed Alistair? He was so powerful...it musta been someone just as powerful." She mused, the last bit mostly to herself. Hopefully Raven wouldn't be too suspicious, to be fair, they had just been talking to his former "secretary" just a few moments before. It was natural curiosity as well. Just because everyone said it was probably Raven, didn't mean it was.

reserve the fighter spot please, reading & creating my form now ^^

Bumble Bee Ahh, very cool!! Well, I don't have any specific fantasy plot. I always love mixing in supernatural creatures with medieval timeframes, though. Throw some plots at me!

I tend to usually match the reply I'm given. Usually, about 2-3 paragraphs.

Excited!!

Creature Ooh, I have a perfect chara in mind for that. I think that sounds like an awesome plot idea! Would it be a group thread, or a one on one? Either way, I'm cool with it.

Hearing the loud sound of hooves, she turned to spot the prince just as he dismounted. She swam over to the edge as he sat there. She rested her arms on the ground next to him in a crossed position, looking up at him with still a faint smile. Once she had gotten away, she definitely felt a lot better.

"Yes," She admitted, then adding, "I hope I didn't ruin anything. I wanted you to have fun." Kelion rested the side of her head on her arms, gazing up at him as her feet kicked gently in the water below her. She noticed his hair was back to normal, which she enjoyed. She wanted to run her fingers through it and kiss that silly little smile off his lips. The elf slipped down into the water, effectively washing any dirt that collected on her arms. "Although I do like your new look much better." She said with a tiny laugh, before mischievously ducking half of her head underwater, giving a light splash towards him, bubbles appearing at the surface of the water due to her laughing.

I'm always so down to do a dragon roleplay, especially dragon shifter! Good idea. I'll message you!

She let out a yelp as he splashed her, covering her eyes and laughing deviously. She brought her head completely above water, swimming over to him and loosely wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling herself close to him. It was incredible how comfortable she had become with him, she loved touching the man. Kelion still had the same, somewhat devilish look in her eyes. "You're a wonder, my love." She whispered, leaning forward to touch her forehead to his, smiling bashfully. Moments like these were precious to her. She never knew if she would be able to be with him like this again. She then captured his lips in a passionate kiss, one that truly could describe how she felt about him. After a few moments of this foolery she pulled back, running her tongue lightly over her lower lip with a tiny smile, leaning in for another shorter kiss, nibbling on his lip just a tad.

"I just can't get enough of you," The words rushed out before she could stop them, as she tilted her head back slightly, letting out a small laugh. She felt giddy and breathless.

Angel shook her head. "I wasn't making any accusations, darlin'. Just a bit of idle talk." She replied, keeping the nervousness out of her voice. The fact that they left the bustling, busy parts of the city made her uneasy. Where was Raven taking her? Perhaps she did suspect her involvement with the Goodness Alliance after all. The pale girl shot a glance at Raven.

"My boss?" She chuckled, shaking her head again. "Like I said, I work alone." She replied, her eyes focusing on the truck as they stopped. Protecting the delivery? Whatever that meant, it couldn't be a good thing. Angel knew she should be getting back soon. If she could even find her way back.

"Sorry, doll. I'm no good at anything like that. I just glow, see?" She brightened her aura and shrugged lightly. Which wasn't true, she could literally disable somebody in seconds with the endless possibilities of her power, but she wasn't going to say that to her, now was she?

"I don't know, honestly. You make me happy." She said simply, still smiling, a shiver running down her spine as he placed gentle kisses along her neck. It was a good shiver this time, much different than how she felt with Alistair earlier. She tilted her head back, her lips parting slightly with a hint of a smile still on them. The elf nodded, closing her eyes as she relaxed in his embrace. "I do like having alone time with you..." Kelion murmured, her hands finding their way to tangle in his damp hair, leaning forward to lightly kiss just under his jawline, placing kisses as she moved back to his lips. Focusing there she kissed him differently now, a kiss that was passionate, yes, but also somewhat hungry for more. Her hands slid down his chest, lightly tugging upwards at the bottom of his tunic. Elves regarded things of this nature to be sacred, but not anything shameful.

Kelion trusted Drayce more than anything in the world, she thought, smiling through the kisses.