*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

Lariah fumbled with the dagger as she tied to put it back into her sack. She cut herself on the blade of the dagger.
" Ahh!" She groaned when she cut her hand, She got the dagger back into the sack and she looked in Arthur's direction.
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 Gradle groaned while he waited for Edwin to come back with Jenel. He sighed and growled to himself.

Arthur came and kneeled next to her. "Let me see your hand."
 
Linnet sighed. "A walk? In the woods?" She asked.
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Mariah laughed. "No, you mustn't. And you haven't lost—yet."

"Whatever you wish. The tree's canopy with keep some of the water off anyway." He took her hand, leading her towards the trees.
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"Well who do you think will win?" Audric inquired.
Linnet laughed. "Ok," she replied. She let him grab her hand and she lifted her skirts with the other.
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"Me," Mariah replied bluntly. She grinned.
 
Linnet ran as best she could to keep up. Her dress wasn't very wet, thankfully. She looked around at all the wild flowers.

Peter stopped when he reached the protection of the leafy canopy.
Linnet let go of Peter's hand and began walking. "There's a creek this way," she said. Her hood fell back as she hurried her step.
 
Edwin caught the vile barely. He looked at it. "Drugged? You? So you want my sis to tell you what was in here, right?" He asked Grandle
 
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