*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

[silkiecuddles]

( and now all three meet... awkwardly!)

(Haha yep. You and I posted at the exact same time

Daisy's a pony Btw)

 

[Flock Master64]

( I've seen you around before, what's up?)

 

[Bantambird]

( so.. should one of us alter our posts? Lsky is probably down as it's 3 am where she is.)

 

[Athaid]

Through the rushing in his ears Alfric heard a jumble of sounds, which merged clumsily in his head. Someone was there, beside him. He turned to look at them, a dark shadow was cast across their face, their shoulders broad. It was a guard, a knight, he'd been caught. Either way he was dead, he was sure of it. But this way he at least had a chance at life. He removed a hand from the rock and shakily reached out to grab the handle of the weapon extended to him. His fingers barely grazed the end of it, he was too far away. Then using all the strength he had left in him, and the courage only a man who thought he was about to die could have, he pushed off the rock and with both hands lunged for the handle. This time he caught hold of it, and held on as tightly as he could. His hands were wet and slippery, and the raging waters of the river ripped at him with such force that he could scarcely breath.

 

[Athaid]

( so.. should one of us alter our posts? Lsky is probably down as it's 3 am where she is.)

(2am, my sister is next door watching a film, and I can't sleep unless everyone else is.)

 

[Flock Master64]

(2am, my sister is next door watching a film, and I can't sleep unless everyone else is.)

( I can only sleep if there is something around me is making noise )

 

[Athaid]

( I can only sleep if there is something around me is making noise )

(I keep my radio on, I like to sleep with sound too. But my brain just doesn't seem to know it's bed time if other people are still up )

 

[Bantambird]

"Hold!" demanded Herja as she pulled in the soggy man. Once she got him close enough, she grabbed ahold of his sopping wet finery and hoisted him out, setting him down on the grassy bank next to her. She bent over him, to look him over for wounds. " You hurt?" She asked roughly. She was trying not to look imposing, but her feminine charms were lost in her squared shoulders and thick muscular body.

 

[Flock Master64]

(I keep my radio on, I like to sleep with sound too. But my brain just doesn't seem to know it's bed time if other people are still up )

( I usually listen to the TV or my little brother snore and breath through his mouth)

 

[Bantambird]

built like this. If Herja was wearing modern clothes.