*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

Fawn looked at the confused Richard. "Hm, I'll take the money. But I want someone..."

(Ohhhh gurrrrlllllll)
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(Dunno. I forgot..)

Fent placed Linnet under a large tree. He sat beside her and sighed. He didn't want to hurt her, he just wanted answers.
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(I got left behind. Again.)

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Name: Kat Willson
Age:20
Gender:Female
Personality: Alert, protective, loyal, caring, smart
Skills: Archery, swordsmanship, knife throwing, not so much hanf to hand combat.
Side:Alnwick
Rank: The only female knight
History: She was forced to train harder than the guys if she wanted to be a knight, and many times had to rely on her brains to get through. Even with the extra training, she wasn't dubbed a knight until she was 19. Kat still struggles to prove herself.
Description: Wavy brown hair kept at shoulder length, chestnut colored eyes, olive skin, medium height.
 
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(Ya. ...That's why I kinda prefer TNKOC.
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(Don't leave us! TNKOC only seems slower because you're the one doing the so many posts over there, whereas over here it's usually me or Crazychick)
Richard looked at Fawn. "You know, if you don't just tell me who the someone is, then I might just pack up my money and proposition and leave," he said irritably. He was inno mood for games.
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(So are Fent and Linnet just gonna sit under the tree in the garden while it's raining? He can't really get answers if she's blacked out)
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"Well, Peter, if you've come to rescue us on a great big steed, you've failed," Edwin said jokingly as he pointed to the petite Arabian. "Can we get outta here? It's kind of cold," he said irritably. He was soaked to the skin.
 
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(Don't leave us! TNKOC only seems slower because you're the one doing the so many posts over there, whereas over here it's usually me or Crazychick)
Richard looked at Fawn. "You know, if you don't just tell me who the someone is, then I might just pack up my money and proposition and leave," he said irritably. He was inno mood for games.
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(So are Fent and Linnet just gonna sit under the tree in the garden while it's raining? He can't really get answers if she's blacked out)
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"Well, Peter, if you've come to rescue us on a great big steed, you've failed," Edwin said jokingly as he pointed to the petite Arabian. "Can we get outta here? It's kind of cold," he said irritably. He was soaked to the skin.

Peter laughed. "Alright, lets go."
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Gwen shrugged and walk towards Peter and the horses.
 
"Well would you rather walk then your highness?" He teased.
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Gwen rolled her eyes, this was the Edwin she had remembered.
 
"Well would you rather walk then your highness?" He teased. Gwen rolled her eyes, this was the Edwin she had remembered.

"Um, no, actually I wouldn't," he said smartly. "Here, Gwen," he said as he held out his hand to help her onto her steed. "Peter and I can both ride on his horse," Edwin said, indicating the drenched charger.
 

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