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Specters in the fog [PRP]
« on: July 11, 2012, 01:11:04 PM »
He wouldn't have been able to tell just how long he'd wandered the marshes. There, he'd searched for nothing and everything that had escaped him; an answer to his questions... a stability to his doubts. If Khage had been asked just how long ago he'd last seen Inaria, he wouldn't have been able to give a clear answer. Months? Years? He simply did not know. As he'd wandered, the fabric of time had tore from his mind. Dreams merged in with reality, and the great feline began to see ghosts. He knew they were ghosts, for when he spoke to them they would not answer... and with the blink of an eye they would be gone, leaving behind no pawprints, no smell.

It began to drive him mad.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?"

But no matter how many times he asked, they would not answer his questions... and everytime he saw them, they would just stare at him as though waiting for something. Constantly he moved... from one area of the marshes to the next; trying to stay out of sight and undetected. Despite his best efforts, they always found him. One day, as he lay tired and hungry, he saw one of them watching him. For the first time since he'd begun to see them... Khage didn't run. As the ghost stared at him, he simply stared back; until he finally understood. He needed to stop running away.

He needed to go back.

Even as he left the darkness of the marshes, he knew they followed him. Though he no longer saw them, he knew they were there. The sound of a step, or a breath, betrayed them. Though his ears swivled at the sound, he no longer turned his head to look. Silently, he made his way back to where his exile had begun. After getting used to the darkness of the marshes, the sun burned his eyes. He was glad for the clouds that soon came and brought the rain. With the rain and the ghosts as his companions, the lion crossed what he believed to be the borders into Inaria. But the land looked different... dark and cold. His beloved trees of purple hue had gone. Little did he know, he'd taken a diffrent path into the land and ended up in the Outskirts. For a moment, Khage believed he had stumbled into an appocalyptic Inaria... The renegades had won. Elias was dead. And the land, mourning the loss of it's king, had slowly died. As the lion looked around with tired eyes, the rain slowly came to a stop. Warm breath from his maw caused little clouds of white. It seemed almost as though the fog that came soon after stemmed from his very breath.

"Why have you brought me here....", he whispered.

But the ghosts offered no answer, no solution. They simply stood silent, watching as they always had...
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Re: Specters in the fog [PRP]
« Reply #1 on: July 11, 2012, 10:20:29 PM »
I can only say I've turned Craig's Armstrong's "Escape" out loud. It's my motive for this thread.


Blackmoore was silently hoping for an occasion to rest after coming back from a marsh dispatch, being tired almost to the point of exhaustion after this venture. Not everyone managed to comeback from this trip though – maybe he should consider himself lucky? As far as he knew, the young elite was among those who were missing. Having this taken into account beside many other, and probably far more important reasons, he didn't even thought for a second about refusing the polite call he'd received few days after his comeback. People of Inaria, like Lotus or Awina, could slept safely in their dens, hopeful of the next day – only because the silent heroes that watched over them. Sentinels and Soldiers,  sometimes underestimated but neverless faithful. And Blackmoore was considering himself as one of them. Their numbers though, went thin too much to afford the troops to be on normal rotation. Especially now, in such terms like this.

So it was his duty that overcomed the tiredness and lead him here. To the Outskirts of the Inarian soil. To look out for those who were missing, or for those who meant trouble to this land. They weren't scouts, but sentinels (who are expected to develop more scout traits than soldiers) were kept busy at the borders – so they've went out for this mission. To be exact, both of them, Blackmoore and Lilac, actually volunteered to perform their duty at the Outskirts.

It was almost dawn of their fourth day at patrol when Blackmoore opened his eyes. It took him second to figure out what was going on. Or where are they. It seemed it was time for him to take up the watch. In complete silence, Blackmoore nodded and moved out from the pit placed under log of fallen tree. It was soldiers way to make unspoken "thanks" for being waked up for a shift. Soon, with few steps, he'd cleared the way for his companion to take the well deserved nap. But before that happen, they've exchanged looks with each other. No words were needed, since Lilac's eyes told him everything seemed to be fine.

Figuring that out, Blackmoore felt far better than before. He stretched and loosed up his tensed limbs and muscles while taking careful look around their outpost. They've placed it in tiny grove, one of few in the Outskirts, hoping in that people won't be avoiding those oasis – especially during such hot summer like this. The few trees they've got here though, weren't violet ones by any bit at all. But they've seemed to be old as well, as Blackmoore once again concluded to himself finding out everything was in order.

Everything except the weather. The rain that came swiftly, carried by clouds pushed by the morning breeze has been an complete surprise to him. To Blackmoore's discontent, rain became his silent companion during his shift at dawn. It narrowed his field of vision greatly and made their future morning stroll, in order to check scents, a lot harder task since with rain – many of them will vanish. Comparing to that, fact his fur had been a bit drenched, didn't meant much at all. Soon, with having sun risen in half above the horizon, the clouds moved taking this blessing rain above his head, towards Inaria.

Soon Lilac will find Blackmoore standing over his hideout, trying to wake him up. Steam flowing out of his maw due to the air coldened by rain. Eyes silently speaking: "It's time to move out."

It was supposed to be the last day of their patrol.


Leaving the honour of finding Khage to Lilac. You can freely state that Blackmoore will follow as "we" move out.
« Last Edit: July 11, 2012, 11:18:32 PM by Blackmoore »
you saw my pain washed out in the rain
broken glass, saw the blood run from my veins
but you saw no fault, no cracks in my heart
and you knelt beside my hope torn apart

but the ghosts that we knew will flicker from view
we'll live a long life

so give me hope in the darkness that i will see the light
'cause oh that gave me such a fright,
but i will hold as long as you like
just promise me we'll be alright




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Re: Specters in the fog [PRP]
« Reply #2 on: July 13, 2012, 10:09:34 AM »
He napped, for days he and his fellow Soldier had been scouting the Outskirts, trying to find those who have been lost or forgotten. He twitched his ear, feeling his companion get out of their resting place. The warmth from Black still stayed, it made the male feel cozy. His friend had gotten back from the marshes, and Lilac had meet them at their return, along with another wolf. He snorted, and turned. He wanted to be back in the homelands of his home, not this desolate place where everything was dark. It seemed like their was no balance here at all, no balance between dark and light.

He looked up and saw Black standing there, eyes speaking to him silently. The wolf crawled out of the warm hole and came to the sudden cold winds of reality. He stretched, feeling the drops of water that were so cold even out his temperature. He looked at Black and nodded his head. He was going to be the leader this time, not that he really liked it but he didn't have enough creativity to make new ideas. The male looked back at Black and motioned his head, for their last day of patrol he was sure thinking that the pair wouldn't be finding anything. Not to be such a downer, but it was true. They found nothing on their patrol except the dark trees.

The slim male would weave through the trees with his comrade bringing up the rear. The trees made them a bit of shelter form the rain, but sometimes they held the water until it was too heavy, and let it splash down onto the floor. He looked up, just in time to see one about to drop on him, but he didn't move. SPLASH! He looked down, why didn't he move? Did he like the water at all. He trotted up a bit, not to get Black wet, and shook himself dry, or as dry as he could be in the rainy weather. He looked at the ground, he could almost make out pawprints. He never knew the history of the Outskirts, but it must've been a darn brutal one.

He heard something.

Ears turned forwards and sideways. He had heard something, almost like something was walking. The sound got louder as Lilac thought it was coming closer. He turned around and looked at Black. "Something is out there," He would say so hushed that only Black would be able to hear it. He would look forward again and then look back at Black. "Let's go." And without a second to wait, the Soldier walked forward quietly and carefully. He was looking at the ground the whole time to make sure that he wouldn't step on anything that would give away noise.

As he walked through the maze of trees, he turned on the last tree. The sound was getting louder with every step they took. He turned on an old tree that looked as if it was going to fall over any second. He rounded it, stopped and stepped back. Of all the things in Inaria they would find, a wolf would be normal, but a lion? He would step out into where the lion would be able to see them. It's face covered in scars, probably things from war. It seemed lost though. Lilac would look at Black, and then back at the lion. "What's your name, trespasser?" He would say almost coldly. But Lilac wouldn't wait for an answer. "You are in the Outskirts of Inaria, what is your business here?" A lion was a big animal, more than two times larger than Lilac. The soldier would stand with his head tall and ears and tail straight up. He demanded answers... now.

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Re: Specters in the fog [PRP]
« Reply #3 on: July 23, 2012, 09:00:50 AM »
For the longest time, the lion did not move or make a sound. He simply stood in the open, observing the world around him. As he looked upon the vestige of the fallen land, he tried to grasp it's meaning. Those he had come to know as his packmates in time were probably dead. Just like Elias, he had abandoned them... because he had run, the renegades had killed them all. Did the earth that stained his paws contain their blood? The thought of it caused the large feline to groan in pain. For so long, he had hidden in the marshes; hidden away from these thoughts and consequences. Now that they were catching up with him and that he was forced to look them in the eye, he was having trouble accepting the truth. He was responsible for the fall of Inaria. It wasn't easy to admit, but how could he not see the truth now that he stood within it? Grief distorted the features of his face as he thought of those he would never see again; Blaise, Kita... Elias. Those who had survived the epidemic had undoubtedly died as well... His thoughts returned to the sick and dying he had tried to help. Some of them had been feverish, hallucinating... and as he'd carried the bodies of the dead to their final resting place day after day, they had come to see him as the harbrigner of death. Who knew that in their delirium, they'd seen things more clearly than most?

In the end, everything had died.
Everyone had died.

So why was he still alive?

Turning his head, he saw the outline of the ghosts in the fog. Silently, they watched him as he waged war within himself. He'd tried everything to rid himself of their curse. He'd tried to run, he'd tried to hide. And finally he'd tried to listen. None of these things had worked, still they watched (always they watched) and it was driving him insane. Suddenly, something snapped within him. He would no longer tolerate them around him. He would no longer stand by ildly as they looked upon him with their empty stares. If these ghosts refused to return to their graves, he would simply send them to it himself. With a roar, the lion lunged ahead and opened his gaping jaws upon those who constantly harrassed him. Jaws met nothing but air, and the figures simply displaced and reconstructed as if made of fog. Still they stared, always they stared, and the intensity of their gazes only caused the lion to double his efforts. He was battling with nothing but the fog, and should have anyone seen him they would have thought him mad. But in his mind they were still there... watching... waiting...driving him closer and closer to insanity with each stare of their cold empty eyes.

Finally he stopped... out of breath, and still they stood around him, circling him. He could not ignore them, he could not fight them, and following them only led to  despair. He no longer knew what to do... and should the ghosts still follow him in the dawn of the next day, he decided he would end his own life. How else was he supposed to escape them... perhaps he was never meant to, and they were simply just waiting for him. Eyes moved from one figure to the next. They all looked the same... as they always had, except one. He stepped out from within the ring of ghosts and as he did, all the others vanished.

"What's your name, trespasser?"

This one was no ghost.

"You are in the Outskirts of Inaria, what is your business here?"

It was the first 'real' wolf he had seen in months, perhaps more. It was strange how their presence was calming to him, unlike the presence of his own kind. For a long moment, Khage didn't answer. Over and over he turned the questions of the other in his mind. Outskirts, Inaria... was it possible... did the kingdom of Inaria survive to this day? Closing his eyes, the lion let out an inaudible breath. When he opened his eyes again, he was staring at Lilac. Rather than answering any questions, he would ask one of his own. For so long, for too long, he'd wondered about the fate of Inaria. He would no longer wait. He COULD no longer wait. He needed to know...

"Does the kingdom of Inaria still stand?"

Spirit help these poor souls if he did not get an answer.
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Re: Specters in the fog [PRP]
« Reply #4 on: August 05, 2012, 10:49:02 AM »
Please read. Sorry for inconvenience.

And I hope it's good, though I don't like all of this.


Swapping the duties of leading the patrols was an old trick. And it has it's pluses as well as minuses, but more importantly it has an purpose. Disadvantages could be that in case of troubles inexperienced leading scout could lead everyone into ambush, unnoticing the danger. But they weren't expecting troubles this time so Blackmoore feel safe and proposed to use this method at the first day of their patrol. By swapping on duties they were learning, studying each others characters. Getting to know each other better, probably far better than if they had sparred. They were on the prowl, on constant duty, leaving their dens far behind. They were alone, and they had to presume that something might happen. It wasn't visible but they've were on the so called 'edge'. At times like these you could learn a lot about others.

They were keeping guard up all the time, in every moment though. In longer periods it was an exhausting feeling, but Blackmoore was liking this feeling - bit of risk, the feeling of cold back your spine. He kept himself alerted all the time, and that was something Lilac could observe in past days. In the safe zones, they've established by themselves to rest, Moore was liking even to talk a bit. Get to know his companion. On the patrol or a shift though, Blackie was fully reserved. Preferring to not speak much, relying on body language more than on his own voice. Seeing it as something that could expose them in wrong moment. When Lilac was different as far as he could tell. Importantly he was showing sense of duty and Blackmoore was seeing a lot of heart in this fellow, so Lilac seemed trustworthy to him so far. But was different too - too talkative sometimes - by his taste. Like now, though maybe it was just him...

"Something is out there," Lilac whispered to him while after they've stop. So both of them heard it... They've stood still a little while under rustling branches with water dripping down on them. These waterdrops, remnants of the rain that just passed, were cause of a lot noise by itself at these morning hours. Probably because there was no birds around. Strange...

But there it was, Blackmoores ears twitched slights of seconds even before Lilac's ears does. Soldier was right, and whatever it was gonna be, they've had to check it out. Hopefully they'll find boar or other prey, or maybe someone coming back from marsh dispatch, as Blackie hoped silently. Only finding their missing member from the marsh quest could beat up the pleasure of good meal.  "Let's go." Black thought it wasn't necessary, as he was getting enough information's by his eyes, reading the obvious from Lilac's stance and movement. But that wasn't time for comments either, so he kept silent as they've moved forward.

It didn't took them much time to find the source of the noise. After all how you can miss something bigger more than twice from you? They've found it coming out from the trees... A lion. What a rare sight in these days... "What's your name, trespasser?" Lilac shouted as stepping forward from behind the trees, dealing with the amazement faster than Blackmoore, who kept himself in a shadow. His eyes gone wide open as he was inspecting the strange traveller that fate brought up here for some reason. He didn't knew yet "why?" though...

"You are in the Outskirts of Inaria, what is your business here?" Lilac kept on interrogation, demanding answers right away, trying to put some authority in use. Good. Blackmoore noted to himself, while stepping out from the shadow, putting on his mask of the firm guardian again, same as Lilacs. His moves were lacking of hesitation, but his tail was swishing the air from time to time indicating he's got something on mind as he moved to the right from Lilac. He was inspecting surroundings, starting to circle their "guest". But with every step he was putting more and more attention to the lion as well, putting an eye at him. Noting in mind his scars, his face, his movements. His breathing...

His attention was growing and growing, the gears in his head start to spin, shooking off the rust and spiderwebs that covered his memory. His eyes blinked and finally he shook his head once, sorting out thoughts. He wasn't sure, he has doubts. Once he thought he'd see an ghost even?

Did it was even possible? He thought almost at the end of the circle... Then. It happen, the lion spoke up.

"Does the kingdom of Inaria still stand?"

Now he'd remembered. He'd seen this face before. Seen his back before, bathed in all white as it turned away from him. Khage's face changed as well as body. Lanky, full of scars and shades of long lost glory. Face full of grief, not proud anymore. Many things has changed in him, except the voice. He could swear it same cold as that day when he'd heard it for the last time... It brough him the memories...

"...YOU should come here...
...with a clear mind and an open heart, ready to say:
...What can I do FOR Inaria?

It made him inhale air in noticeable way, though he tried to not show anything as he moved onwards, continuing his circling. He thought he'll be ready today, when he'll met Khage again. He thought many things – but none was going to become real...

His eyes finally changed, jaws tightened and paws stopped at the end of the circle, very close to Lilac. Tail swished for the last time, furiously and with full of passion as he decided what he's gonna do. "You're not permitted to ask questions." Blackmoore exhaled into air coldly, almost hostility. He was looking at Lilac at that moment but turned to Khage for a moment before turning it back to his fellow comrade. "Understand?! Do you understand?" He almost shouted at the lion with commanding tone, before turning his attention back to the soldier. He tried to say him something, but his eyes were full of contradictions. Determination mixed with fear. Anger with relief, and many, many others. Eyes of someone who knew something, who wanted to shout in the air the information he held but couldn't do it. Didn't found the guts yet, but wanted some space. It took him a second of staring at the fellow soldier before he whispered, almost inaudibly, to him. "Circle." It wasn't an ask, it was command, aided with appropriate shook of his head to show he wanted him to move and leave it to him. He didn't know why he did it, he just did. Blackmoore wasn't in mood to discuss things so without waiting he turned back to the lion.

"I'm gonna ask you one question before I've demand your immediate surrender Lion..." Black gonna said it coldly, while making step forward towards the Khage with eyes cocked straight into his. "What does you did for Inaria? Do, do as Lion--" Another step. And another. Until Blackmoore finally came closer in range of his paws, looking straight up into his eyes. "--heart?" He finally swallowed it and snapped in accusation.

Yes, what did you've do for Inaria Khage? What did you do?
« Last Edit: August 05, 2012, 11:33:24 AM by Blackmoore »
you saw my pain washed out in the rain
broken glass, saw the blood run from my veins
but you saw no fault, no cracks in my heart
and you knelt beside my hope torn apart

but the ghosts that we knew will flicker from view
we'll live a long life

so give me hope in the darkness that i will see the light
'cause oh that gave me such a fright,
but i will hold as long as you like
just promise me we'll be alright




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Re: Specters in the fog [PRP]
« Reply #5 on: August 05, 2012, 08:43:39 PM »
With every look at the beast, the male felt even tenser than he usually did. Every muscle tightened with every step, with every look at the massive creature. It was much larger than two Dires put together, and the male could only flinch when he thought about how much pain it would be to have that massive paw swipe at you. Ears stood alert and head was in line with his spine. Every step the male took was light and graceful, almost like a ballerina. He wanted to make sure that if the lion attacked Lilac would be there fighting for his pack, his home. He wasn't snarling, but he wasn't smiling either. He just observed the feline; he was careful and cautious today.

Nobody was going to get hurt.

He asked a question, ignoring the questions he had asked the lion. Did Inaria still stand? Of course it did, who wouldn't know that now it was beginning to change and things were starting to get better. He opened his mouth to speak, but then Black, his fellow Soldier became something that Lilac didn't know. He saw that Black was acting strange; it was like he got scared all of the sudden. He spoke to the lion, and then spoke circle. Lilac slowly started to gracefully walk again. He held an expressionless face for now, but his eyes could show caution. He slowed when Black asked him something, a question that Lilac didn’t understand. He was going to make a move on the lion whether or not Black would appreciate it.

He nodded his head towards Black, and then looked at the feline. ”Inaria? It still stands,” He would give a short answer, but Lilac didn’t know what the heck was going on here. Did Black know the lion? Did the lion have something to do in Inaria? He looked at the ground, trying to think of what they were talking about. He quickly looked back up again and stomped his paw on the ground. How dare he lose focus from the lion! ”We have new leaders now. Things are slowly getting better,” He would bark towards the lion. Why did he want to know these things? The face of the feline was all scratched up, must’ve been one heck of a fight to get those things on your face.

He slowly came around to face the lion. He held his head high and eyes narrowed. ”Now, I’m going to ask again and this time you better answer,” He would almost snarl at the lion. He needed to know information before they could do anything. If the lion just got loss than they would probably escort him out, but he knew about Inaria? It didn’t seem right to the male, something told him that something wasn’t right. ”Who are you and what are you doing here.” He would bark, he wasn’t going to ask a question he was demanding that the lion would give him answers. He flicked his tail and slowly raised it before asking on other question.

”What do you know about Inaria.”

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Re: Specters in the fog [PRP]
« Reply #6 on: August 21, 2012, 08:17:48 PM »
Sorry it took so long!

"You're not permitted to ask questions." ..."Understand?! Do you understand?"

A rumble resonated from deep inside his throat before he opened his jaws and let out a bellowing roar towards the two wolves. Though the lion seemed gaunt and tired, his voice still held enough power to impress. The ears of the scouts would probably be ringing for a minute or two. He wanted to remind them of who he was, and that despite being a stranger in strange lands, he was not to be taken lightly. You didn't simply order a lion to stay quiet. Not unless you were another lion, or had an army to back you up. And Khage saw neither of these things before him... just two very ambitious scouts. At least, one of them had the common sense to answer his question. Smart lad.

”Inaria? It still stands, we have new leaders now. Things are slowly getting better.”

Khage breathed a sigh of relief as he heard. The renegades had probably been chased away in the end, but the news of new leader spoke lenghts about Elias's fate. The young king had probably not survived the battle. It was a flawed hope, and even had it been so, why would he have wanted to see him again? What use would a king have with a lionheart that fled in the face of the enemy? None, they would have no use of a coward like him. No... perhaps they could use him one final time... if they wished to avenge him. He would let them take his life if they wanted it.

"I'm gonna ask you one question before I demand your immediate surrender Lion..."

"My surrender..."

"This time you better answer”

”Who are you and what are you doing here.”

"I am..."

"What did you do for Inaria?"

Eyes slowly focused upon the darker wolf as he spoke. There was something about those words... about the way he said them that stirred something within him. Yet, he couldn't place what it was.. couldn't remember. Something about the way this wolf was looking at him made him cold inside... as though he was standing elbows deep into snow and ice.

"What did you do... as lion........ heart?"

He knew. There had been something about the way he stared that told him. Somehow, this wolf knew who he was. The words he spoke now made it clear. It didn't matter, sooner or later they would have found him. Sooner or later they would have found out. The black wolf seemed angry, but Khage could not blame him. Doubtless if he followed them, he would see countless of these angry stares. Some perhaps would even have the courage to curse and spit at him.... Nevertheless, he would surrender. He would follow them, even if it meant his end.

"I came back looking for answers.... all I found were ghosts." Finding his mouth was dry, he licked his jaws and took a breath before continuing on. "I once pledged my strenght for Inaria's cause and called it my home... but I failed. I abandoned Elias and left him for dead. I am a traitor to Inaria..."

"I... AM the lionheart..."
« Last Edit: August 21, 2012, 08:19:03 PM by Khage »
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Re: Specters in the fog [PRP]
« Reply #7 on: September 13, 2012, 01:24:14 PM »
Maybe bit short-whatever- but that's because I don't want it to stall for too long.


Indeed, he wasn't a lion, either had army behind him. But he had something the former Lionheart was lacking on - clear conscience and good sense of duty. And more importantly: a pledge. One of those in kind, that only Khage had ever chance to made. Black's one was maybe smaller, less bold in it's importance, but neverless making him feel it's weight. Thousand pound one, that won't let him go anywhere. Not without him. There where people in Inaria, and Inaria itself - that wanted to see lion apprehended. Someone could maybe try to imply that we talk about honour here, but Blackmoore would rather say it was "Duty" that made him face the wrath that was tossed at him now. Lion's roar was indeed impressive as Khage could expect, but Blackmoore didn't yield from before his face. Chains were simply too heavy for him to make that even possible. And besides, he had his own claims at the lion.

The roar though, has brought back memories.  Of the snow and freezing cold that almost crushed his life that permanently like an elephant can do with an egg under his foot. The lion was there in these memories. It helped him to stood up against the Khage's wrath. Did he was bit scared? Of course, but he wasn't going to move anywhere, not even a step backwards. Not without him. He did though, cocked his head bit sideways because of the roar, flattening his ears from the amount sound getting into them. But roar has ended swiftly, leaving him a bit deaf for few next moments. But he still stood in same place as before, right in front of him. And soon he'll face him again, definitively quicker than anyone would expect – even Blackmoore himself. "Nothing changed Lion, none of your questions will be answered. Not now." He stated briefly.

But it looked that fate had to gamble with his patience, as his 'fellow' comrade start to chatter around.  ”Inaria? It still stands, we have new leaders now. Things are slowly getting better. Now, I’m going to ask again and this time you better answer, who are you and what are you doing here.” Talking out to much again as for his taste. It wasn't his role to tell out things that easily, giving out possible secrets and intel to the possible enemies of Inaria. Just because someone was easy going and friendly earlier, it didn't meant they're allowed to say out everything just because some outsider have asked. But at the other hand, nothing happen. Yet. Fortunately for Lee, Blackmoore stood before someone who would get to know sooner or later – who deserved to know – but from his maw. Or someone's better than him or Lee. Sir Blaise for example. But after their deal was off here...

"Lee! Cut the chatter! Don't make me think you're one of those who're saying out everything to strangers. Just-stop!" Blackmoore will snap out towards his companion while facing the lion. In short, he got really irritated upon such unprofessionalism from him. "I beg you, halt yourself and think over before you say anything! We're at war, remember? So do me a favor and don't tell out everything to anyone will'ya?" He'll cock his head to look straight at the soldier with his eyes showing up the tension that grew up in him because of all what was happening. His gibbering and giving out everything so freely, doubling  his statements and all. And the lion at which he swiftly shifted his gaze back again. Though he doubted this fallen guardian will do anything, doubted but he wasn't sure yet. "But you're damn lucker today..." He kept on saying to soldier while looking up to the Lion. "The person we've found will have to get know these things sooner or later... But please, leave it to me now..." He said once again, toning down a bit, thinking over that Lee has to be just confused about the stuff that was going on here. He could be, but then - he should trust him at this matter. Since he would do trust him if their roles had reversed.

Especially seeing that Khage's interest had shifted by now. Shifted on his person entirely, what was his objective right from the start after all. But his gaze has changed. There was no pride in it anymore, instead he'd seen confusion upon the Lionheart's face. It made him realize that Khage don't remember him. But he didn't expect things to be otherwise... Then finally, his face has changed once more as he start to speak. "I came back looking for answers.... all I found were ghosts." Blackmoore couldn't believe it – he came back looking for answers? After what he told him ages ago, he couldn't react differently on this than having urges to scoff it and sneer up to the ground. With Lionheart's own words... So Khage has been wrong, earlier he wasn't angry at all. It was just a mix of pressure and unbelieving written up on his face. Now this face has changed, now he become angry as he listened with tightened jaws to what ex-royal bodyguard has to said. "I once pledged my strength for Inaria's cause and called it my home... but I failed. I abandoned Elias and left him for dead. I am a traitor to Inaria... I... AM the lionheart..."

"No! You've were the Lionheart!" He almost sneered out in first reaction, quite unaware of that Khage did really make him angry by now. "And you've not pledged your strength to Inaria, but to it's sovereign! You've swore to protect the ruler that was still a child! --You've were his trusted bodyguard!" He already know where his speech was going, as he was recollecting the certain words he'd once heard from someone who had honour. "But at hour that was supposed to be your finest, you've quailed!  You've became an turncoat like those who betrayed sir Elias! You've betrayed him, and the whole Inaria! You've betrayed even yourself!" Now his tone has risen, full of tension and an true anger in both speech and his eyes. "So how dare you coming back searching for answers? How dare you?! You've should come here with a clear mind and an open heart instead! Ready to ask 'what can I do for Inaria?!'" he stated, making up an dramatic pause at the peek of the moment. It will last a bit, since Blackmoore will stood up and move a bit away from the Lion. Showing his back on purpose, literally turning his back on him. Like he despised the soul that was entrapped in the lion's body. And it was quite like it indeed, but he did also owe so much to him at the same time. Khage couldn't know this, but his anger was short timing one, if the lionheart used better words, their conversation would surely look out differently. "Do you remember? Since I do..." He'll sight out almost into space before him, while gazing everywhere around but not at the Lion. Most probably he'll try to catch up with Lilac's eyes, to check up on him. To stir them with his angry gaze (because of Khage obviously), hoping that the trust he puts into the fellow soldier right now, won't be betrayed. That instead of talking, he'll keep on guarding his back a little more until things get resolved. He'll also try to calm down a bit while doing this, breathing deeply before finally looking back at Khage as his head followed the movements of his fellow companion.

"Do you remember Khage?" Blackmoore will say briefly as gathering up within himself to spit out his motto, unspoken from quite good amount of time. "Ubique Quo Fas et Gloria Duvajayjay"* He'll finally say out, looking straight up into his eyes. Wondering what he'll see up there, but without worry. Whatever will happen, he'll only turn himself back to him, and stood his ground.


*latin: "Where law and glory leads". An motto used by Blackie ages ago, during my first and most lamish acceptance ever~ He was denied then because I've was such a noob at that time. Yes, by Khage - so right now we're having great time with Arista (I hope?) baffling over this. Total mindeff haha. Also – if someone don't turned off the censorship, the motto can be twisted up. Just saying~
« Last Edit: September 13, 2012, 01:29:24 PM by Blackmoore »
you saw my pain washed out in the rain
broken glass, saw the blood run from my veins
but you saw no fault, no cracks in my heart
and you knelt beside my hope torn apart

but the ghosts that we knew will flicker from view
we'll live a long life

so give me hope in the darkness that i will see the light
'cause oh that gave me such a fright,
but i will hold as long as you like
just promise me we'll be alright




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Re: Specters in the fog [PRP]
« Reply #8 on: October 18, 2012, 10:05:18 AM »
The lion was speaking weird stuff, like spells or something. He cocked his head and then shook it. Blackmoore knew this lion probably, they both seemed to have the conversation here. Lilac was the third wheel, just there for protection. It wasn't everyday that you met a lion that knew crap about Inaria, but of course Lilac was yelled at to stop talking. His face wrinkled up in dusgust for a moment before he let out a low growl. He didn't say anything important or life-threatening about Inaria did he? No. He slapped the ground with his paw and shut his mouth. Who did Blackmoore think he is? His fellow Soldier definitely wasn't the Marshall.

But a good Soldier follows orders.

Blackmoore was the one to talk, he was such a hypocrite. He started yelling and the orange-eyed male yawned and sat down. This was going to take a while since Black was the type to give hour-long speeches to a yes or no question. He sat there for a moment before seeing a bush full of those delicious berries. He smiled and walked over, grabbed a branch full of them and went back to his seating place. He carefully sucked each berry off of the branch, enjoying their taste. Everything was a bit confusing now, especially with them having a little word battle. It seemed stupid that Blackmoore was bringing up the past.

But something just crossed the line.

His eyes widened as suddenly this male who Lilac thought was a pretty good guy was muttering crap that was probably about his personal life. He stood up quickly and growled, nothing to do with the lion, but because Black would bring his personal past into this discussion? Heck no. "How dare you," he said with a growl, walking over towards the Soldier. "How dare you?! Leave your personal past crap out of this! How selfish of you, I mean I thought you were better than that?! Shallow, just plain shallow. Inaria comes first before your history, you got that!" It wasn't a question, it was a demand. That selfish man goes and talks about his history before even settling this Inaria dispute. He growled those words in Blackmoore's face, and oh, there was going to be no more of his history in this. No way.

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Re: Specters in the fog [PRP]
« Reply #9 on: December 05, 2012, 11:45:24 AM »
I got a green light from Risty to jump ahead. Version number 2, hugely improved, with a lot of silly mistakes fixed. Now I'm proud of this post. :3


It was a one big mystery for him, what Lilac has been thinking now. But his senseless wondering, has ended once the fellow comrade listened to him. Closed, tighten his jaws and cut the crap out. Now – it was better. Far better, if he could say. After all, in the past – their sentinels were surely attacked in seek for valuable information's. Yoki here, could have been probably used as good example of it. He lost the tip of his ear and earned some other scars on his service. He was lucky, as he once said by himself to him. And he still regarded him as someone above the average, probably as one of Inaria's hero's. Quite like at the day they've first met, just a day after the funeral of Sir Elias. But the key was, that Blackmoore tried to protect the work of his friend, and all of his colleagues. He even included his, probably, newest friend into this list. The Freiherr Blaise – and it could be good to maybe take some official guidelines from him to confirm what's 'okay' and what's an 'noway' to say. Instead of relaying on the individual prefers. Simply because Blackmoore by himself, would have these very narrowed – while others could have not. And such impression, the Lee has made on the soldier now. That he could threaten Inaria by saying everything out, if asked. He couldn't let that happen, but at the same time, his comrade was the luckiest person ever. Thanks to him, he didn't spoke out anything really valuable – yet. And even if he did, the person they've found, will hear those anyway. He might even let Lee talk out everything he knew to the Lion, but later. But not here! Until Khage will be found in Inaria, nothing is sure or certain. They can be overheard by an hostile scout or spy, who knows? Or Khage himself, could turn his back on Inaria once again and run away after hearing all. He didn't know that, but also kinda did not expected to see either.

But while he was thinking upon these topics, the fellow soldier has growled to himself. Or at him, in anger. He wasn't sure, but tried to gave him an calming, assuring gaze. It was clear to him though, that Lee would probably use some of more discipline as a soldier. To become a better soldier, one of these that Inaria truly needs now, and will always need. Since now, he didn't seen his stance as proper by his standards. These standards weren't saying that you cannot have fun or do cool things – but in situations like now – there was no space for them. Lilac has to feel the duty apparently, and change his behavior – he thought to himself. But to be true, Blackmoore would probably laugh his ass off if he knew anything about the thoughts of his comrade. Being a Marshall or not, has nothing to do with their situation. But if Lee has touched the topic of ranking, Blackmoore would answer him with a certain rule. Rule as old as military itself. The rule of seniority, simply. Blackmoore has been longer in service than Lee, and he was probably the third or four in the ranks of Inarian soldiers. Right behind Moons, Saidra and Kross. Though he wasn't sure about the last one – he didn't seen or heard about him for a long time. Quite like he didn't heard anything about Khotto or Towanda. In the last case, in sense did she was starting her record anew, or were jumping above him in the ranks. But anyway – beside that, from them two, it was Blackmoore who was asked to take this patrol and look out for those who were missed from their marsh dispatch – so he have full right to take it over if he wanted, but he didn't, he played on the tune of comradeship to learn more about this male – he tried to play it out as equals, true brothers in arms. But from them two, only Blackmoore could recognize those who have fallen behind, but hopefully not to the point of 'never return'. Lilac surely didn't know a single thing about these things, but even if briefed upon – it seemed plausible that he would forget and act like a fool instead. Yet, instead of Acheron, they've found a lion. And without him, Lee would let him go, unaware of everything that has happen in the past and the Inaria's needs to get closer to the truth. To have these feline back, and hear the truth. To finally move forward, and hunt down those who betrayed their home. Khage was an golden egg for them. For Inaria. And they need to take him 'home'.

And Khage indeed could been seen like that. But not in sense of personal wealth or gain, that they could acquire by handling him over to the authorities. No, certainly not. Blackmoore, as Soldier of Royal Inarian Army, never has thought anywhere close to that. It was his duty to bring the Khage back, once it was found. He was important, and in only that sense, he could seen him as such 'golden egg'. The Lionheart might know everything about the assassination, everything he didn't heard about yet, and he heard quite a lot already. Far more than half of Inaria gathered together. That's because he has looked out for knowledge. Knowledge was a difference between him and Lee as well now. But to learn more, let Inaria to learn more, what was his duty now, to let them know all the truth – they need to bring him back. Handle him over, and say that 'they' found him and managed to convince to follow them. And he'll share the deeds equally, when it comes to him, even if the Lionheart is going to follow them back to Inaria only because of him, of Blackmoore. He'll still do this, even after what's going to happen in next moments.

Since today nothing was so sure. He could thought that Lee will stay calm and quiet until the most important parts will be resolved – but he didn't. And life is going to prove him once more, that the fallen guardian, a once friend of Inarian Royality, and some of the council members – that this man, was the least of his problems now. The slightest one, the most insignificant. That if Khage's past actions could have been called as treason, the high treason even – how to call that what was about to happen? That what Lee was going to spoke? It could probably be labeled as mutiny. The betrayal of his trust – and as he believed – the faith that Inaria was placing on each of them, each of them as the soldiers. But this mutiny has come out from ignorance, an sloppy mind that don't cares or listens to the world. If he would, he would be able to see through his actions and Lilac wouldn't even dare to think these things. To torpedo his attempt to tame the once Inarian Lionheart. Since he was their only chance, he guessed after seeing literally nothing in Lilac. Since there is no way that they'll manage to drag him 'home' if he decided to resist. But he managed to gain his interest, surprise the lion and took him out of his self-composition. Shaken him. It was their chance to take him back in glory. Glory in name of Inaria. So why? So why he tries to eff up his trying's to make the lion surrender and come with them? Why he effs it up? What he want's to achieve by this?

"How dare you, how dare you?! Leave your personal past crap out of this! How selfish of you, I mean I thought you were better than that?! Shallow, just plain shallow. Inaria comes first before your history, you got that!"

He couldn't believe it, the words he heard. What this fool thought to himself? That he'll play the hero of some sorts? What hero? There was nothing bad in what he done and said up to now. And how he even dare to imply all of these things? That he puts his past, so also himself - before Inaria's interests? Does he forgot that small detail that he didn't said or shared much about his past, just a few days earlier, when Lee has confessed him quite 'everything'? Does he didn't' noticed that he has problems, and don't want to share his stories? Does he don't see now, that his words has played the right tones within the Lion, slowly causing him to obey him? Did this fool can add one to one and summarize it as two? After all it's obvious he did spoke what he spoke because it's the only way?  Because Inaria will not forgive them for letting this feline go away? Since it won't matter that they were just an pair of exhausted soldiers, smaller beings in comparison to the great feline. Once Inaria hears they've had found Khage, it won't forgive them for letting him go away. It won't matter that they had no chance against the lion on their own. So what what this ignorant was thinking? Why he betrays him now? Why he says those things?

Since all of his words – were mere bullcrap.

But he'll let him finish. He'll let him to vent out this pile of crap into the air before taking action. Shifting his head he'll keep a look on the male, but with his every step forward, with every word that Lilac will breathe out... His eyes will get colder, washed out of emotions literally. They'll get get so cold like ice in their expression. Staring at him and piercing him through. His brows furrowed as he tried to reply those false accusations for the first time. "How... you... dare..." But his words were silent, an almost inaudible mumble - while Lilac was still wording out his crap. So these words will certainly go unheard to him, but maybe Khage will notice something. After all, he'll see his face from his profile. The tension. Disbelief and anger written on his face. He'll even close his eyes for slight of second then, to shook everything off. He's an Soldier of Royal Inarian Army. And self discipline was everything he had at such moments. He'll prove it to this goofey, and prove him that he's wrong. But the male has already hurt him, hurt him deeply. He didn't know a thing about him, and about Inaria. So he should stay quiet, instead of throwing such false statements on him. But he didn't, so he have to deal with this now.

"You've done?" He'll answer briefly and coldly, before standing up and facing him – while being sideways to the lion. "Then stand down and start acting like a soldier you're meant to be!" He'll place things straight, with voice risen as Lilac's were just moments ago. After it, he'll continue, with a bit shaken – but firm voice. Shaken because of the false accusations obviously. "I remind you that we're on duty here, and if you have anything towards me – you can pull that crap out later. But never on the job, fool! When I got problems, I never reproach anyone while being on duty! And that's the difference between us I see!" He'll look into his eyes then, even more coldly than before. Some time later he'll shift his gaze to Khage, inspect him with his eyes. Eyes that were saying nothing except the great tension and pain that grew inside him. "The one who's selfish, it's you! How you even dare to think about placing the life of your comrade in danger? Before an possible threat? How you dare!? Do you know what you're doing even?" His voice risen, but steady – before continuing. Making a step to him, then second to pass him by and taking another look at the Lionheart. He didn't care what Lilac gonna do, since he was right about this. He knew he was. "No, of course you don't know! You also don't know a single thing, about Inaria and it's secrets! -- Either a thing... about me..." He'll breath out, shifting his head again to pinpoint Lilac with his eyes.

"And since that you know nothing, you would do wise to close your maw, close  and listen to me! Before... I'll lose my patience." He'll breathe out again, with eyes cocked right into orbs of his, making it clear that now... he's damn serious about it. Giving an clear message – don't dare to interrupt now. "Stop acting like a child that it's lost in the fog! Everything I do, I do for Inaria! I vowed my life and loyalty to her, and to the council directly... -- Quite like he, the 'lion' we've got here..." His look will get even more piercing now, as the slight pause will fall upon them, before he gasp out the another part – turning his head and pointing at Khage.

"Since the person we've found today... It's one of Inaria's greatest secrets – or at least where... Anyway – you obviously don't know a single thing about this secret in particular... I do even doubt, that you know where the grave of Sir Elias is placed!" A brief look, and light sneer, over to the insolent male, that hurt him dearly, before continuing. "So listen, listen to this tale. Listen well, before you dare to say anymore bullcrap about me... -- You wondered what he knows about Inaria? What connects him to this place? I'll tell you – it's an Inarian. Or at least – he was, in the past. He was an Lionheart, an Royal Bodyguard with great sense of duty -- " Was it an remorse from him towards Khage? Maybe since he was looking into his eyes now, but he didn't really know, either was sure of that. He was sure of one thing though - he wanted this Lion to follow him back to Inaria. Inaria wanted him, and he was her messenger today. Messenger from the past, once despised – but now the roles has been reversed. He sacrificed everything and was trying to clear the mess after the person who seen him unworthy earlier. Was that an chuckle of history? Surely it was, and it was an bold one. "-- and honor. But he betrayed. Turned his back on this place in his test hour. He left his 'child' king for horrendous deaht in jaws of the savage assaliants! Of barbarians! Barbarians that have beheaded him!" His voice becoming steady, stripped down from emotions but still cold like ice, same with eyes as he turned his gaze back to Lilac, and continued. "When it comes to me... I never, never put anything before Inaria's interests! She's the only chance for me to get home I want, and I'm ready to sacrifice myself for her! I've even bleed for her already, risked my life for Inaria. Something you didn't done yet. So never, never talk to me that way as before. Never! Since if you wondered why I'm not seeking fun everywhere like you – that's the reason! I gave out everything to Inaria, so you would do better by listening next time. Listeningm to that what is spoken around you. Maybe, maybe then you would realize. You would understand, that this lion has to be taken to Inaria! That Inaria will not forgive any of us for letting him free, once they've know about it! And whatever happens..." The cautious look back to Khage has been made... "Whatever happens... Inaria will heard about him. She has to hear." Did he was angry? Oh yes, he was – like hell. His trust was shaken, trust in this male. And Inaria, since how things can get better if they've got such foolish soldiers? He bet that even grumpy and bitchy Towanda would have realized things on instant. Easily, without problems, while seeing Khage toning down before Blackmoore. Toning down, slowly coming to surrender. Same to Liesel, she was a way smarter than this guy too.

So he shifted his interest, stopped on taking care about the soldier. Now, he'll attend to his duties. Shift his tired, and bit angry, gaze towards the Lionheart, then make a step forward. First, then second and third, get closer. Into range of his claws, into place where the lions paws could extinguish his life like an flame of the candle. He'll stand before him in formal stance, and spoke calmly. At least a way more calmly than before. "I, Blackmoore, the Soldier of Royal Inarian Army, I again demand your surrender lion. In the name of Queen Haylyn and Inarian Council, I ask you, Khage – formerly known as Sir Khage, the Lionheart, the bodyguard of the tragically murdered King Elias – I ask you, will you obey my command and follow us back to Inaria?" He'll look up and wait for an answer, wondering did he was mistaken in his calculations. Did there's any honor left in him? Will he accept or swish his paw in answer? Snap his life and throw into dark abyss? He wasn't sure, but he didn't cared now. Didn't cared even that he said about Haylyn, since he knew what is going to happen. If Khage disobey, he'll have to attack. Though he didn't wanted to... And all will go in thanks to Lilac. If he's going to die, it's gonna be his fault for effing up his plan.

But he hoped that Khage will have some remnants of honour within him. That he'll nod, accept the command and follow him. When it happens, he'll nod back to him and spoke one final time. "Good. Then gave me a word of honour that you'll do nothing to threaten Inarian citizens, and I'll take you to him, you'll see your king, Khage. You'll see him, and your friends as well. They're waiting to ask you important questions before the trail." Many, many questions... That one thing was sure, he guessed. Blackmoore by himself had a lot to ask, not to mention his friends like Blaise and Kita or even Moons. They'll all get interest in the Lion, not to mention the sister of the fallen ruler – Haylyn... But especially Blaise, especially he'll have a lot of questions to him. Blackmoore already knew they were friends, so it was an easy guess. But the Queen will have the most from all of them. This was an also sure thing. Like that, there's night after the day, or that there is spring coming after the winter.

But somewhere along the way, he'll have to talk with someone. Have a good "man's talk" with someone who betrayed his trust.


Ah, the ending come up to me kinda. On random. Maybe we could finish this part of the plot soon, in this row or next (so Risty posts up with Khage, then Madame with Lilac)? We could then move into Inaria as they handle him over, also I could start the secondary thread between Blackmoore and Lilac about "this" what happen hehe. I'm fine with whatever though, we can rp their way back to borders even if that meant going up to 5 pages. ;3
« Last Edit: December 05, 2012, 12:08:37 PM by Blackmoore »
you saw my pain washed out in the rain
broken glass, saw the blood run from my veins
but you saw no fault, no cracks in my heart
and you knelt beside my hope torn apart

but the ghosts that we knew will flicker from view
we'll live a long life

so give me hope in the darkness that i will see the light
'cause oh that gave me such a fright,
but i will hold as long as you like
just promise me we'll be alright




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Re: Specters in the fog [PRP]
« Reply #10 on: December 11, 2012, 09:46:17 AM »
"No! You've were the Lionheart! And you've not pledged your strength to Inaria, but to it's sovereign! You've swore to protect the ruler that was still a child! --You've were his trusted bodyguard! But at hour that was supposed to be your finest, you've quailed!  You've became an turncoat like those who betrayed sir Elias! You've betrayed him, and the whole Inaria! You've betrayed even yourself!"

To be told he was a traitor was something that Khage had expected. If the lion would have had the chance to turn back time and rewrite the history, be would do so in a heartbeat. But he could no longer change his mistakes, only stare them in the face and accept them no matter how gruesome they were. Yes, he was a traitor, a betrayer... but to be compared to the renegades was a blow he had not been prepared for. He should have been angry at that, but somehow even anger did not come to him now... Perhaps the dark one was right. But if he truly was no different from the ones who'd spilled the blood of Elias, then he was no better than dead.

"So how dare you coming back searching for answers? How dare you?! You've should come here with a clear mind and an open heart instead! Ready to ask 'what can I do for Inaria?!'"

Pupils seemed to dilate as he stared at the black one, and suddenly they were no longer in the fog covered field of the outskirts. Rather they stood at a snow covered border in the middle of a storm. A clear mind and an open heart... He'd once known what it felt like to live in such manner, but no more. As the dark one turned away from him, Khage could almost see as clear as day the snow that had once fallen around them. Yes... They had met before, when he was once clear of conscience and clear of mind. He'd saved a stranger's life from the dark cold fingers of death back then... Strange how fate liked to play things sometimes, for it would be that same stranger now who would lead him to his death.

"Do you remember Khage?... Ubique Quo Fas et Gloria Duvajayjay"

"I remember.... I remember you."

The snow faded from his mind and he was returned to the moment where two wolves stood before him. It only occured to him then that the ghosts had not yet reappeared. Perhaps as long as he kept the company of real wolves, the shadows of those who tormented him would cease to follow. It was then that the other began to speak of selfishness and duty. It became obvious at that point that the two wolves were bickering at each other, so the lion simply flattened his ears back and turned his attention elsewhere. He had no interest for whatever grief these two creatures might have with each other. More to the matter, he had enough problems of his own to waste his time listening to anyone else's issues. It may have been a selfish train of thought... but considering he would probably be put to death in the following days, he estimated he had that right, if any right at all. As he looked about, he noticed the fog slowly dissipating. The sun would shine again and the sound of birds in the distance caught his attention. Despite the certainty that death awaited him there, he was content to know that Inaria still existed. The lion took comfort of the thought he would get to see the purple trees one last time... It was only once he heard someone referencing him that he turned his ear back to the conversation at hand.

He was an Lionheart, an Royal Bodyguard with great sense of duty -- "

'No', his mind reeled. 'No!', he almost screamed. 'Leave the past where it belongs'. Too long it had haunted him in his sleep, and even when he was awake. He wished not to hear the tale again, but still he stood and listened in silence, unable to speak.

"-- and honor. But he betrayed. Turned his back on this place in his test hour. He left his 'child' king for horrendous deaht in jaws of the savage assaliants! Of barbarians! Barbarians that have beheaded him!"

The sound that finally escaped from his maw was a wail. Filled with pain and regret, it tore through the dissipating fog like a siren cry. Strenght seem to leave him as she lion's breathing became shallow and his legs nearly buckled under him. It was as though an invisible beast had taken hold of his throat and slowly choked the life out of him. It was all he could do to remain standing. Beheaded.... they had beheaded him. He had not known, and he wished he would have never known... for now his nightmares would darken with the vision of his headless body. He was almost grateful for the fact his life would soon be ending; The nightmares would be short lived.

"I, Blackmoore, the Soldier of Royal Inarian Army, I again demand your surrender lion. In the name of Queen Haylyn and Inarian Council, I ask you, Khage – formerly known as Sir Khage, the Lionheart, the bodyguard of the tragically murdered King Elias – I ask you, will you obey my command and follow us back to Inaria?"

There was a moment of silence in which the wolves awaited his answer. In that moment, the lion glanced back behind him. The same trail awaited there, the one he'd taken from the marshes. Only ghosts awaited there, and he had no intention of returning to them. He was done being a ghost. He needed to return to himself, and return to his senses no matter how much it pained him to do so; Even if it killed him. There was no other path to him now, but the one the dark pelted wolf offered him. He had no choice but to take it.

"I will follow you..."

"Good. Then gave me a word of honour that you'll do nothing to threaten Inarian citizens, and I'll take you to him, you'll see your king, Khage. You'll see him, and your friends as well. They're waiting to ask you important questions before the trail."

"I will die rather than raise claw or fang against Inaria and it's people... you have my word."

He would follow as though he was bound, shackled and held on a leash. More than anything, he wished never to repeat his mistake. Odds are, even if he tried to escape a second time, they would not let him.
~:The broken sword:~