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Post by Catalina Regalis on Dec 19, 2011 15:29:35 GMT -5
 There was something about the Kingdom of Celidoine that had a serene feel to it, it was almost magical. Hard to believe that she hadn’t been here since she had been quite young. It hadn’t been very long after both her mother and father had been killed that Aldriv had taken her and her sister along with the other druids to Celidoine for safety and rest. As far as Catalina knew, there was no hatred of magic here which meant they didn’t have to tread as carefully as they did when they were near Camelot. Uther’s bitterness surely could not reach such a beautiful place as this. Despite all this, the druids did not stray near the towns or the city where the castle rested; the druids enjoyed their privacy after all. While Catalina was a great deal like her Uncle in a lot of ways, the need to remain hidden from others was not something she shared with him. Catalina didn’t like feeling as though she had to hide herself away from the world; she was too friendly and outgoing. Of course she knew the reason why the druids stuck to their secretive ways but that didn’t mean she couldn’t associate with others.
It wasn’t easy, not having many friends. Of course she had the other druids whom she regarded as family, her Uncle and sister of course being family regardless of how she felt towards them but it wasn’t the same as having someone she could count as a friend. It was just very lonely really but she did her best not to complain too much. Carrying a pale of water back to camp from a lake nearby, Catalina sighed softly as she approached the druid encampment. It was late in the afternoon when everything had been unpacked; Catalina had volunteered to get water for the horses, her own horse included. It didn’t take long before the horses had been watered and everyone was settling in. The soft cry of her little nephew could be heard which meant her sister was preoccupied. Time for Catalina to go for a ride.
Again? Didn’t that girl ever learn not to go off on her own? Aldriv walked over to Catalina as she readied her horse. “Would you like some company?” He couldn’t stop her from going off; at least he could offer to go with her. Catalina swung herself up on her horse and looked down at him, what to say now? Noticing her hesitation, the older man smiled and patted Cobalt’s neck lightly. “We haven’t had a ride together for a while now.” He wasn’t pushing because that wasn’t how to approach Catalina but he was trying to spend a little time with his niece and student. That and he felt she might get into less trouble with him there. It might be a vain hope but at least he didn’t have to worry about her getting in trouble for using magic, this wasn’t Camelot after all.
Catalina was hesitant mainly because she figured her Uncle wished to go with her simply to keep her from getting into trouble rather than just wishing to give her some company. Still, the soft look on his face caused her to smile after a moment and nod. “I would very much like that Uncle.” That was settled. Aldriv walked over and readied his own horse. He may have been old but that didn’t seem to slow him down, it took him even less time than it did Catalina to ready his horse and join her.
They both rode at an easy pace, talking about various things. It was nice, just relaxing with her Uncle and talking about things that came to mind. Of course they got on the topic of magic but there was no lecture about how she used it irresponsively, instead Aldriv seemed quite open to talk about all sorts of things, the conversation finally ending on Nimueh.
It only went to her because Catalina had unexpectedly met up with the High Priestess quite unexpectedly not all that long ago and she still had questions for her Uncle, some questions that he seemed unwilling to answer. “Is she really as dan—“ She didn’t even get to finish her question before Aldriv cut her off. “Yes. Do not think for one moment that she is trustworthy Cat because she is not.” His voice was sharp and she couldn’t help but tense up. “I apologize child but I do not wish for you to get entangled in anything Nimueh may have planned. I only wish to protect you.” Child… That was all he saw her as. How irritating.
“Of course Uncle.” Was all Catalina could think to say. Whatever she might have said after that was cut off by the sound of Cobalt getting spooked by something that had run out in front of her. Neither Catalina nor Aldriv saw what it was. Given how sudden it all happened, Cat had little chance to grab on and so she was flung off the horse before Cobalt took off running, clearly terrified. Ow! That hurt…
Aldriv was able to keep his own horse from freaking out and looked down to make sure Catalina was fine. She was alright, merely had a bruised backside and even more of a bruised ego. “I’m fine Uncle. Please go after Cobalt.” Aldriv didn’t exactly like the thought of leaving her on her own but he did as she asked and took off to find Cobalt and bring the spooked horse back.
Rubbing her backside, Cat pushed herself to her feet and dusted herself off.
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Post by lor on Dec 20, 2011 0:02:18 GMT -5
It had been some time since the attack of the dragon on Camelot in around the areas. It had spooked much of the surrounding areas. A dragon, great. After having them cleared of all Dragons. There was one back in the world. It soon fell quiet afterwards. It was a creature of magic which did intrigue Lorcan, but it had vast dangerousness around it that, it wasn't something Lorcan was planning to go seek out. As mentioned it spooked the areas. Causing some creatures to scatter off. Celidoine was much a peaceful place. Lorcan now the new King only after a few short weeks. It held threats here and there, but for the most part was kept safe. It was the land far away feeling. Although as perfect it looked it wasn't as fairy tale within, but Lorcan wasn't one to begin with the nightmares at its heart. Perhaps Lorcan defined such a thing. There was an unspoken uplifting on Magic depending where one was in Celidoine, but for the most part Magic was banned. Lorcan lessened the ban on Magic, but it still was there to keep the ally with Camelot. It was a very strong ally to have. Camelot had a great power within the lands, which Lorcan wished to keep. There would be one day he was sure then Magic would be back in the lands. Although it wouldn't be a rise move to show he himself knew the ways of magic. Lorcan sort his gifts as something to benefit from, it was a bad move to show these cards for it might wreck his mighty plans. All in time.
Some creatures had been spooked from neighbouring forests of Camelot and came into the borders of Celidoine. Which had led Lorcan to lead his men into the wooded area of Celidoine. Celidoine was decent vast kingdom, just a lot of greenery. A lot of life which allowed druids to hide easy enough and magic to be practised without detection. There had been some Cockatrice's been spotted causing attacks and disrupting the kingdom. He needed to sort this out himself with his knights. Use Magic if needed, but all was well planned. Just no idea whether Lorcan plans ahead or as he goes along. Maybe a bit of both. After some hours during the day. The evening was approaching and Lorcan had found most of the creatures. Slain. Some had ran off in which now Lorcan and his knights were chasing. Finding himself slain one of the big beast half tearing it apart with his sword and his hands. As Lorcan had been pushed with the beast on top. Now pushed the heavy beast off. Felt the blood in varies part of his body. He groaned deeply as then motioned to his feet. Rubbed his hands faintly upon him to clean them off. With a slight disgusted look as he really was just covered. Lorcan was well the type to look more calm in these moments that required more than calm. Eyes moving around as to seek which direction the other beast had fled towards. Before a knight pointed it out having seen the faint shadow. Lorcan also could hear the faint sounds just through the trees and sprinted after it. He had been thrown himself off his horse, now flung himself back on his animal. Gave an encouraging kick and took lead after this beast.
Lorcan rode a bit before finding they had been stopped. Saw the shadow of the beast, fly off through the trees.Disrupted a man and a young woman. Before Lorcan was in much view the old man had taken off after the young woman's horse. His men stopped short with him. Finding the woman had fallen firmly on the ground and knew it be unkind to just ignore her, plus the beast and possibly more were circling this stop. It was not a place she would like so much to dangle herself in the midst of. Although Lorcan smirked it could work out in his favour, but that is hardly something to ask nor be expected she'd agree. Perhaps Lorcan could lend aid to seeing it through. His eyes ran over her in a short thought. Before he nodded to his knights to go after the beast as Lorcan got of his horse. Half expecting him walking up to her in such a manor probably spook her. Lorcan dressed up in his dark clothes and well covered in blood. No crown. He was probably half way to barbaric. That was half the fun. As he motioned to touch her as he came from behind. His hand aiming for a rather gentle enough touch.
"Oh forgive me, I did not mean to startle you. That was one nasty fall. Are you hurt? This is not a safe place, allow me to keep you from reaching other kinds of harm... I'm King Lorcan. You will be safe with me."
Lorcan spoke as his hand motioned to help her regain her footing. His irish accent rolled around with his charming nature. With his faint smile and his captivating stare, that generally allowed the pulling in of others. His eyes he was told were magic all in their own. Plus his magical charm helped as well. Though when was Lorcan not charming. As he was charming to this possible damsel waiting for the beast to come out and snack upon her. As Lorcan introduced his kingly self in the place she stood. These lands were his. Well Celidoine's. Lorcan did what he could to protect it and now he offered to protect this woman. He motioned to keep her close to him, but not too close so not to over run her with the blood upon him. Just as he spoke his last words, he heard the rustling in the trees. This really wasn't the time for a woman or really anyone not prepared to go wandering through the woods, not when the Cockatrice's were causing a little bit of chaos. Which Lorcan would make sure would be rid of in Celidoine, soon enough.
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Post by Catalina Regalis on Dec 20, 2011 3:27:31 GMT -5
 Cobalt didn’t spook easily and very rarely was Catalina unseated from his back so as Catalina got to her feet, she had to wonder if she had been right in sending her uncle after her horse rather than staying there with her. She hadn’t seen what had darted out in front of her horse and neither did her Uncle. It could have been something harmless given that it hadn’t attacked her yet but what if it wasn’t… Still sitting on the ground, the druidess looked off in the distance where her uncle had gone in search of her beloved horse. She could only hope that he would be safe in his endeavours. The sound of horses caught her attention as she turned to see riders coming her way. Was she in danger? A hunting party perhaps? She couldn’t be too sure given she wasn’t used to this land just yet. A shadow passed overhead and Cat looked up, not sure that she liked just how large that shadow seemed to be. What was going on here?
While watching the shadow above, trying to figure out just what it might be, she had foolishly taken her eyes off the horsemen but given the sound of hoof-beats, they had left. Maybe she was right, a hunting party. She didn’t notice that their leader had remained behind to help her. His presence behind her scared her as did the touch of his hand, no matter how gentle it was meant to be. Jumping to her feet quickly, she took a few steps back from him.
This newcomer had done nothing to threaten her yet she felt on edge around him. His dark clothing was somewhat off-putting but it was the blood that made her want to run as fast as she could. He had killed something. The way he stood showed that the blood hadn’t come from any wounds he sustained so the only other option was the death or spilling of blood of another. The question of course was whose blood was it and would her own soon join the mix? Taking a few more steps back, blue eyes widening the closer he got, she tried not to show her fear of this bloody stranger but given the circumstances, that might be harder than she figured. Where was her Uncle now?
"Oh forgive me, I did not mean to startle you. That was one nasty fall. Are you hurt?” He had seen her fall off the horse and had decided to stop to help her? That was possible of course but she couldn’t help but feel afraid still. Not safe? Why not? The druidess glanced upwards again, looking for the shadow she had seen earlier before looking back at Lorcan.
He then introduced himself as King Lorcan, a name she knew only because of her Uncle Aldriv telling her before they had arrived. He hadn’t been King long from what Aldriv had said, his father just recently dying. He was quite the handsome man despite the blood and he had a charming look in his eyes. Safe with him? It was at this point she realized she hadn’t spoken at all and she was in the presence of royalty, assuming of course that he wasn’t lying about who he was. “Safe from what exactly?” She said softly, glancing around. She was still uneasy around Lorcan but that was to be expected considering the circumstances. “I am unharmed, a bit bruised from the fall but nothing serious.”
“I hope you forgive my distance Your Highness, your appearance is rather frightening.” She gestured to the blood, hoping not to offend him. She had no interest in meeting her fate here simply because she insulted the King of this beautiful Kingdom. She did not bow, not out of disrespect but rather because she paid homage to no one King.
She would be respectful but she bowed to no one. There was something about his eyes that she found alluring but considering there seemed to be danger nearby she had to focus. “No offense meant of course.” Might be a bit late to add that but oh well. “I am Catalina.” Given that something could come swooping down at any moment, introductions were probably best saved for later.
Growling could be heard not too far away and Cat gasped, moving closer to Lorcan since he seemed the sort that may be able to protect her. She didn’t bother to introduce herself as a druidess and if she could keep from using magic then she would since she was still unsure about magic in this Kingdom. “What is out there?” -----------------------------------
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Post by lor on Jan 5, 2012 6:46:28 GMT -5
Now wasn't she a pretty thing! Woman! Lorcan reframed the thought. At the sight before him with golden long locks, plump pink lips, big piercing eyes that could play target with most men if she dared. Although so deep in the woods alone, maybe not? Though with the luscious pale skin, she was almost down right innocent. Such a pretty woman in the midst of the woods. She could almost be the target. Bait? She wasn't yet as Lorcan saw her startled reaction to the mere monster that was himself. It was rather amusing her reaction that for a moment he smirked. Might as well let the judgement roll around in her head just a little longer. Although if Lorcan was the thing of nightmares, he wasn't so sure this would be how he'd start his game plan. Then the real nightmares were the most unexpected. Watched as the young woman stepped back on guard. Least in ways she was smart. He wasn't sure if it would be insulting with no reaction. Least he knew she valued her safety. She would be rather foolish if she didn't.
His small playful smirk soon went. As she stepped back again at his words. Wow, perhaps he needed a mirror. Although there was half a chance he freak regardless. He laughed in his head. The last thing he needed, they needed was her to completely freak out, start screaming and running through the woods. Besides his intentions hadn't been to scare her, it was just a matter of the outcome thus far. As he heard the faint screams of the beast being slain by his men. Another one down. As his eyes drifted off, before regaining upon the fair head woman. For a moment he couldn't help than to smile. There was something about her that reminded him of his younger sister. It was the youth and yet that strength bedded in her eyes. Lorcan might have gone down the road to wonder who this woman was or why she was here. Really it didn't matter, only for now was her safety and the safety of his people. If she was out here she could survive with lending a hand. He'd make sure she wouldn't lose it.
As Lorcan watched the girl take his name. His title. Rolled it around in her head. It was rather like magic all in itself to watch the faint change in her eyes. She was so much trusting, but it eased the scary image she possibly created. Noting her silence. He just regarded it as just the notion she was coming around. After falling it was possible she hit her head. Oh no. Lorcan wondered. Perhaps he was in double vision to her? Two Lorcan's? Now there's an idea. As he motioned a little towards her when he felt she could bare it without the thought he was stealing her. Really if he was stealing her, she wouldn't know it. Besides he really was no monster and with the faint glow in her cheeks only made the cry he needed to protect her. Before retreating with a smile as finally she spoke. It was crisp and wrapped up in beauty. Relieved she was unharmed, not that he hadn't had dealings with healing the maidens. Let out a friendly soft laugh the faintly echoed as she mentioned his appearance. Well least she was honest, whilst it was all written on her face. In her reactions.
"There is nothing to forgive, we had a run in with a beast and well, I'm sure right now I'm looking like the beast... Wait, let me see if I can mend this without the looking glass."
Lorcan responded to her words amusingly and light hearted. He was not that easily offended, she wasn't trying to hurt his feelings just simply stating a fact. Which he was quite sure he would agree with being in her eyes. Half thinking would be a wondrous place to be, but for now Lorcan was in his shoes. He needed to make his kingdom safe. He wasn't the typical king or really a typical man, but one thing he did take to heart was the protection of his kingdom. His face also lightened and was rather pleased with her honesty. Trying to least make her more comfortable, it make things easier. Letting up his hand as spoke 'wait'. Not really finding much of his clothes even dry enough. Using his hands and what he could of his clothes. Attempted to be rid of some of the blood, but half thinking a bath was the only real option. That would have to wait. As well yeah his attempt didn't work overly well, but least got rid of some blood from his face. Finding the rest he merely added more blood in other areas. Finally surrendered. With no mirror, he'd have to rely on the reflection of her eyes.
He barely noted the no bowing or any forms she should be doing or expected to be doing. There were a little more important things to be focusing on than whether someone bowed. She gave her name and thus far hadn't insulted him, so really there was no need to bow. He only desire to make his enemies bow, not so much to him, but to Celidoine. Besides how could a title really define anyone? He was sure he could make her believe he was king without the crown. Much in ways he was doing now. Without the coin of his head on it, she had nothing to go on. Only faith in the end. Feeling as such her own eyes upon his own. Yeah, he does have the Lorcan stare which he is rather known and sometimes he's aware. Though most of time he just doesn't know it.
"Catalina even under the circumstances the pleasure is all mine. I don't need to know the reasonings your here or the intentions. You need protection and with me you will be safe you have my word. Please will you trust in me?"
He wrapped her name so warmly around his tongue expressing he was pleased and quite honoured to be given her name. He hadn't asked it and yet she chose to give it. If Lorcan knew anything about women was allow them the choice. He did not care for what reasons why she was in the midst of the danger or whether she had even bad intentions. She was a life caught and in need of protection. For in moments like these Lorcan was in such ways of questioning for living was the only thing on the line. Not that he was judging her, Lorcan just isn't one to go digging into every soul like some kings do. People generally show their cards in the right time. Although she for now was in need of protection and really reminded to much of his sister. As he motioned for the young lady's hand to plant a gentle kiss upon it with a smile and the glint in his eyes. With Lorcan, expect the unexpected. He moved gently incase it was not her desire for her hand to be held, but he treated fairly until given a reason not to. Retreated his lips with his hand still in place as asked her to trust him. There was the catching in his throat being near her skin and his heart raced glad his lips weren't stained with blood. For that wasn't the mark he wished to leave.
Lorcan motioned back his eyes darted as Catalina gasped as he too heard the faint sounds in the woods. His attention taken as it coursed her to move towards him. Rather admiring the human reaction to move to what was once danger in their eyes as it could be their only hope. If that was what Lorcan was in this moment, then that he was. He moved to pull his sword out without scaring her once again, so best prepared for what was lurking in the woods. Of course he knew the power that laid within his fingertips. He wasn't one to nerved to show to much or be found out. He came to use magic much lie breathing. He still had to speak it and what not, but he knew how to use it. Without knowing he even did it. For now it was matter of physical violence at the ready. Let everything follow as it did. He too motioned closer to her. To best protect her. With his eyes then returning to her, startled himself. As for the mere moment she standing beside him. He had spent moments this day with her voice in his head and now Kathryn stood beside him. It generally happened day to day, but he noticed her ghost wasn't around as much now. If she even was a ghost. Lorcan still didn't know nor in any ways of figuring it out. It could lead to a path that was well best left unfound. After a blink her brown locks vanished and gold in its place. Catalina. Lorcan smiled was in different worlds to Kathryn, but with a beauty all her own. Proving thus far he hadn't given up.
"Cockatrices... The recent attack on Camelot caused many to flee. We've taken most of them out. Although which means the few left are more unpredictable... So running wouldn't be wise right now, just remain close. "
He spoke flat to her what was out there. Luckily his men was also out there and the numbers had dropped in the beasts. Although it wasn't exactly easier. As for now Lorcan was left with a circling feeling and he couldn't see it clearly. So unpredictable was maybe an understatement. As he moved his eyes. Feeling the rustling getting closer. He was sure time wasn't high right now nor was the option of running. The best way out of this was facing it. As Lorcan motioned closer to Catalina. Left the crunch of leaves and the faint raw of the beast. There was no second guessing now. Just a matter of protecting Celidoine and everyone in it. Especially Catalina.
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