Smugglers, Theives, And Evil Deeds

[Enmyria]

This wasn't her idea of fun, but it could be. Enmyria walked back from the edge of camp after giving out Alvarr's orders and knew that the fun could be about to begin. They were out of Camelot for the moment to gather supplies and build up some men from the haters that would willing work to bring down the crown. Some of the supplies were hard to get magical things. And there were some smugglers coming to meet with Alvarr to discuss the price, and the plan. Walking up behind Alvarr, she touched his hair, circling him, and then moving to sit on one of his legs. "I'm growing impatience." She warned, in a light pout. Alvarr knew how Enmyria loved the excitement of a fight, and thrill of a job. She wanted her name known all across the five kingdoms and Alvarr was lover who was going to take her there. In return, she was his right hand. Smart, cunning, and violent Enmyria wasn't one to be crossed. "They should be here by now!" It was then she heard people walking behind her. Looking over her shoulder she noticed a woman leading some men over toward their camp. Enmyria slid up higher on Alvarr's leg in a possessive move. She didn't like it when he pretended to like other girls to get them on his side--mainly Morgana. She was staking her claim now, and clearly. Besides, she knew Alvarr liked her best. While love wasn't a word she would use to describe anything in her life for it was too bleeding soft and flowery. It was however, the only words she knew of to get close to the obsession she had for her lover.

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