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 Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 3:41 pm
sasuke smiled and sat there as she slept. (hey kokoro...i'm on im!)
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 7:44 pm
falls asleep from exhastion.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 10:21 pm
Elisa woke up suddenly, glanced around and blinked a couple of times.
"Where am I?! What happened?!"
(I really don't know......)
Meanwhile in some distant place in some weird exam.....
The examinor took Lance and others to an empty yard.
"We shall draw random pairs. You fight the pair, the one who wins continues to the next round...The one who looses goes home. Now....
Take a ticket from the pot!"
A large cauldron had several pieces of paper in it. People would rush to get one first and the examiner who was a little more decent looking than the first one frowned at them. No manners.....
When people finally cleared up, the ones with some dignity moved closer.
Lance could finally get a ticket too, since a polite-looking young man handed one for him so that he wouldn't have to reach to the bottom of the cauldron. It had the number 4 in it....
"Those with the same number, fight! Start number one!"
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 12:12 am
Lance was paired up against an older opponent than himself. They were grey haired while his hair was only grey in parts. They also wore a brown leather vest and steel plate legs. Not a bad choice really though the plate legs would slow them down. He mounted his horse holding his lance at his side. He waited for his Horse to nod its head then charged at the man as they rid there Horse toward him. He wasn't about to let this one win the match but he didn't want to harm the man either. He looked like a family man from his eyes that had entered for the prize money. He lowered his head as the mans lance came toward him then grabbed the mans arm as Lance passed by his opponent. He jolted him hard in the stomach causing him to loose his balance and fall off of the horse. He'd spared the man the pain of a weapon to the chest, only vile human beings deserved such a fate. This didn't feel like a victory to him, he looked down at the weeping family man and could almost read his thoughts from his expression. He had failed the task he had come to complete. And now he was going home empty handed. There would be many more people like this he would have to fight before Lance got to battle against a real opponent. He dismounted his Horse then leaned against the side of the creature as he watched the others make fools of themselves. There was no conviction in there eyes, no reason for being in this contest. Even self gratification alone would have been enough to get them though the first several rounds of this mess. He had a firm goal in mind, he wanted to prove to himself that he wasn't too old to fight as the Royal Knight Lance Calvis as he had done in the past.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 5:43 am
"The ones who cleared the second exam, please follow me into the castle"
They entered the castle, passed numerous doors then stopped in front of a big double door. Inside silent music was heard and more suprisingly...giggle.
"Gentlemen....the third test is the test of etiquette!"
He pushed the doors open and the canditates entered a huge ballroom.
There were about two dozen girls...like the horses, there were attractive ones and unattractive ones...as crude as this sounds. The examiner closed the door and left the nervous men with the ladies. Soon enough, few brave ladies asked the a few men if they wanted to dance.
"What the hell is this!?"
"Oooh....seems like you fail!"
This was weird. The giggling ladies clapped their hands and the man who had cursed was taken away buy few muscular men that looked like body guards.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 7:27 am
sasuke fell asleep next to ahiru. he was still smiling.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 9:02 am
collen walked around in a garden his dryad walking next to him not speaking
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 5:39 pm
Lance bowed lightly to one of the ladies looking at him and held out his hand. He didn't force anything and instead just waited patiently for one of the ladies to come to him. He hadn't danced in awhile and had forgotten most of what he had learned. Lance tried to recall some of the dance moves he had known in his youth. One of the ladies took his hand and he began to do the Waltz. Not well I might add. He was slightly nervous in this routine and he was more afraid of stepping on the ladies feet then actually looking goofy on the dance floor. He hugged them close then spun the lady around. Funny, here I am dancing and I don't even know your name. I'm Lance Calvis, a former Royal Knight from several kingdoms over. Could I ask what your name is? He spoke calmly yet collected. Even though this was a test it didn't seem like one to him. Manners were something he was used to practicing when he wasn't trying to blend in with the rest of the people. He really didn't like how most Knights acted, they acted so superior to everyone around them. This caused tension and just made the situation more difficult to deal with. He smiled looking in there eyes as he awaited an answer to the question.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 10:46 pm
"Miara"
The lady smiled to him. Se wasn't the giggly and arrogant type, those were spinning around with younger and more nervous men. Her hair and eyes wrere brown and she looked more down to earth and practical than others. The test was over soon.
"Congratulations. Here's your pass for the Joust"
She hung an iron locket in his neck. It was rather simple looking but it had certain elegance in it. The material was cheap but the work had been done by a true master.
"Wear this and you shall be granted a free pass for this tournaments and those that are yet to come. It is yours to use as you want"
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2007 1:20 am
Lance smiled lightly then began to examine the locket. He held it in his right hand checking out the craftmenship on the locket. This wasn't bad, in fact the craftmenship looked oddly familiar. He opened up the locket and checked the bottom right hand corner of the locket. It had the initials of an old friend from his days as a peasant. Even before he had been a Knight this smith had made weapons and shields for the Dalsis Empire. His master had even crafted a master work that was eventually given to Baltia as a gift. He couldn't even remember what the original King of Dalsis looked like. The man had passed away leaving his son in charge of the Kingdom. At the time Lance was a strong lad of eight years old and the Prince was thirteen when his father passed away. He originally got to know the Prince around this time. He would follow the young Prince to the lake side and watch him train. Occasionally he would join in and that was how he got to know the king. Lance was employed as a squire for awhile. He enjoyed this job and had a great talent in battle. Everything went smoothly. Five years later the King ordered that his fathers sword be taken back from the Kingdom of Baltia. The rest is history...........as Lance had this flashback he had a sad look on his face. In the end the king had been slayed by the Prince of Baltia. They went on to take the place of his father Alfador, another casualty of the war.
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2007 8:52 am
The canditates started moving out. Those who qualified, that was...After this test, the number of candidates had gone down to six.
"Congratulations!"
Some of the men shook each others hands. Miara gave Lance one last smile before disappearing to the direction of the other ladies. No guide was given to get them out of the castle, the examiners naturally assumed that the candidates had memorized the route out.
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2007 2:46 pm
On Lances way out of the Castle he followed the group to the next test. There were only five people in front of him. And several suits of armor lined the hallway of the castle. These suits were well polished but poorly maintained. It seemed that no one had taken the suits to a welder to repair in years. A picture hung on the wall of a strong man with very dark hair and a black curly mustache on his face. They looked oddly familiar but he couldn't place the person. So he asked the person in front of him. Excuse me sir, I was wondering who the face in that painting is?
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2007 8:37 pm
"Ah....that. The kings finest knight. The reason they made a painting of him was that he was also a great diplomath. His duty was to escort the king to distant places for negotiations. Somewhere along the way, king and everybody else discovered his talent. Main reason that the peace was remained was beacuse of this man....Illumin Nightstain. He was a gentle but also a decicive man"
Suddenly Lance noticed that the person giving him information was a lady. Dark-haired and pale eyed but weirdly beautiful. She was also a candidate jouster. The locket matched her silvery eyes perfectly.
He couldn't help wondering how on earth she had passed the third exam.
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 12:48 am
sasuke woke up first and looked around. i should make some food he thought and he got up and fell. he looked at his stomach. why did i have to get hurt.....stupid army
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 2:06 am
Lance looked at the picture closer scanning the picture from the top left hand side to the bottom right hand side of the portrait. He shrugged his shoulders after he realized this was a person he had never seen in his life. He then noticed a young lady of around the age of thirty or perhaps there late twentys. This lady seemed to have a certain charm to them as well as the advantage of youth in this contest. It seemed the other candidates were male and this might prove an advantage against some opponents that were expecting a weak opponent. He held his chin with his right hand as he thought,
for this opponent I will surely contend with in the final round. But how do I go about facing such an opponent. After all this is a young lady not just simply a barbarian or a soldier of some kind like I had originally figured I would be facing. This will require a little more grace to give myself the edge. Though I'm not certain if that is there plan as well. Maybe I should ask a question to gather information about this one before I think on it any longer. He looked at them with an inquisitive look on his face then opened his mouth as he bowed lightly. Ah, where are my manners the name's Lance Calvis. A pleasure to have met you. How true that statement was would be revealed to him in due time.
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