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Post by Keleth Silverkin on Jul 23, 2010 22:55:23 GMT
Keleth moved his way out of the slums and into the city square. He needed a break from training hard with the Dark brotherhood. The training was making him stronger and learning more but some days he just needed a rest. He had another money stealing from other peasants he could buy himself a drink and maybe catch some money from drunk fools at the ram tavern. The night was young he thought maybe he would could meet a new friend. Walking through the city he made his way to the ram. Thoughts about the royal family ranged through his head making him feel a little angry though he wasn't going to make a scene he was to smart to do that. As he made his way to the bar he saw someone fimilar but he could't quite picture who it was. "Something strong please! Keleth spoke with a smile and sat next to a young male who he swore he saw him somewhere before.
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Post by Prince Arthur Pendragon on Jul 24, 2010 19:16:58 GMT
Arthur hadn't shaved in about 4 days.
He had decided he wanted to be normal for an evening, and see what life was like in a tavern when the prince wasn't around. But so far, it hadn't been very different at all.
In order to keep his stubble, he had had to avoid his father for a considerable amount of time, and while that did little to prevent Arthur from carrying out his plan, the king was just about ready to send the army out looking for him.
Still, his plan seemed to have worked because not a soul had ventured near him. Until now.
"Something strong please!" The boy spoke, sitting down next to him with a beaming smiling spread across his face. A good looking chap, Arthur noted, sipping the ale he had purchased earlier in the evening, But most definitely a Low
"Evenin'" Arthur smiled back at the newcomer, softening his vowels a little and making sure to speak in the country accent he had so often heard in the outlying villages.
"What brings you 'ere tonight?"
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Post by Keleth Silverkin on Jul 24, 2010 22:29:12 GMT
Looking back at the man Keleth just smiled, "Evening to you too. Name is Keleth Silverkin. I'm here because I needed to relax one night, been busy training my self...nothing to interesting. What about you...and your name is?" Keleth spoke as he nodded to the young fellow and placed his hand toward him as if he was going to shake his hand. Though something about this fellow made him feel a little shady, he felt he knew this person or had seen him from somewhere before. Keeping an eye on him he kept trying to search his thoughts where he had seem him before. The bar keeper slid Keleth a drink of ale in matter of seconds. Nodding to the bar keeper Keleth picked up the mug and took a drink of the strong ale.
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Post by Prince Arthur Pendragon on Jul 25, 2010 12:42:03 GMT
"John." Arthur said carefully, placing his own strong hand in Keleths."And i've been 'ard at work in them fields all day." He paused to laugh here, "Just fancied a bit of a reward!" He signalled to the drink, letting go of Keleths hand in the process.
As the pair sat drinking quietly, Arthur couldnt help but feel like the man was judging him somehow. Maybe he had figured out who the prince really was? But no, he couldn't have. Arthur had never seen this man up close before and although all citizens knew that Arthur was slim, blond and shaven- very few of them knew his facial features well enough to see that this bearded man was their loyal prince.
After a few minutes the feeling of being watched was starting to irritate Arthur, and he kept catching Keleth glancing at him every now and again.
"Can i help you?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at him in slight annoyance.
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Post by Keleth Silverkin on Jul 25, 2010 19:33:17 GMT
Looking at the man who said he was John must have gotten a little irritated with Keleth staring at him for so long, then it had hit him. His hair, his soft skin, blue eyes, could it be prince Arthur he thought to himself. Though the prince doesn't have scruffy facial hair on his face, though anyone could shave it and not shave it. If its the Prince then he would love to have kill him for all the wrong things he has done and his family. Leaving the lows in the slums like their nothing, Keleth began to get a little annoyed but soon forgot he was thinking way to much about this and pushed his annoyance away. "Farming you say? It just so happen that I swear I have seen you before. I have a crazy idea but it's a little crazy!" Keleth explained to him with a smile he moved his body over toward the man getting closer to him and leaned in to his ear, "Prince Arthur" He whispered and then leaned back away from the man. Looking back with a smile, "That can't be it because why would he be here, he must have some other business to attend to." Keleth explained why it couldn't have been him, but what if it really was him he though.
As Keleth took another long last sip of his ale he turned his head to look at the man and then it hit him. Second training with the brotherhood, Rose his trainer had produced an Illusion of the prince. No wonder he looked so familiar, eyes rose as he made the connection toward Arthur. Soon the bad things began to rush through his head, but he played it cool. Then Keleth started thinking, if he befriends Arthur he would never know what would hit him if Keleth tried to kill him. Top of that maybe he could do some spy work for the brotherhood. Keleth began to smile as began to making plans through his head.
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Post by Prince Arthur Pendragon on Jul 28, 2010 17:38:14 GMT
"Prince Arthur?"
'John' laughed, spitting half of the mouthfull of ale he had been in the process of swallowing, all over the table.
"Why on earth would he be here?" His face was a picture, eyes wide, mouth open and all the while dribbling ale from his chin.
How on earth had this peasant seen through his disguise? Even Merlin had passed him by without as much as a second glance. No, this man was clearly a drunk or insane and it just so happened that today his rambling had happened upon some truth.
"So my friend, what training is it you do?" He smiled into his tankard. He knew full well that this man was no soldier, and he doubted he was part of the guild either. That only left the brotherhood, and no decent member of that rebel troop would admit to a stranger that they were a part of it all.
If he gave away the brotherhood, Arthur could have him jailed, or even better the Dark Knight would be after him himself.
Either way, Arthur had little to worry about.
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Post by Keleth Silverkin on Jul 28, 2010 18:36:09 GMT
Keleth just smiled and laughed with john who he thought was really the prince, "Your right, why would he be here." As he took another sip from his ale as he watched the barman look a little annoyed as ale was all over the table they were sitting at. Though as he began to drink another sip he was asked about his training and of course he couldn't tell the truth so he made something up that would hopefully sound truthful. "My friend of mine has been teaching me some swordsmanship, its been very tiring. Though I don't think i'm any good at all yet he still trains me as if im going to be in the army." Keleth spoke straight to Arthur with a smile as he took another sip of his ale. Wondering to himself would he ever confess he could be prince arthur. Maybe this John fellow is really john and not prince arthur he thought to himself. Looking around he most likely won't get the truth with people around him. "You must have some skill with swords lets see if my training is payed off have a little match ya?" Keleth asked the man sitting next to him with a smile on his face trying to get Arthur to go outside with him.
(couple of thugs come and recognizes you as we go out side, and keleth gets rid of them using dark magic. so they both have a secret which could make them friends?? just an idea that came to mind right now)
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Post by Prince Arthur Pendragon on Aug 5, 2010 10:14:39 GMT
Arthur smiled. So the man wanted to test his skills against the prince? Who was he to deny him the privilege?
"Alright then." He replied, keeping up his persona, "But i'll warn ye now, my skills were learnt sparring with nought but a rake!" He laughed heartily and downed the rest of his drink befor standing up and heading outside.
He had a sword on him, although it was short one handed weapon- not what the prince would normally have chosen- but he had brought it because a farm hand would nto have anything more extravagant. Still, even though it was a basic weapon, Arthur was sure he could better than Keleth.
"Any rules to this fight mate?" He asked, waiting by the door.
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Post by Keleth Silverkin on Aug 7, 2010 0:13:16 GMT
Keleth nodded as he walked from his seat toward the front door, he would know that most likely he would lose in this fight because he was really no good at it. Keleth only had learned basics in swordsmanship, he has been focusing on his magic for a while and forgot all about swordsmanship. As he walked out into the front of the pub he drew one of his duel blades from his back which had two blades to it. It was a short blade just like Arthur had as well. Smiling back at him, "Don't kill me if your better then me?" Keleth spoke with a short laugh as it was a joke. "Rules, lets just have a friendly match no bloodshed is all I ask?" Keleth spoke as he raised his right hand with his short blade ready for the fight.
Four men struggled to the front of the pup who seemed to stop in their path as they saw both Keleth and Arthur. They were big in size but tall as well, "Hey....I know that face from anywhere. Its the Prince Arthur.....My cousins don't take nice about their church being burned down..." One of the thugs spoke out as he pointed and begun to raise his voice. It seemed to be the leader of the group as he glanced at them and then back at arthur. Keleth saw this and new any second people will start to come out and be noisy so he turned around and pointed the sword at the mans head, "No need to be pointing fingers now, and obvious this isn't prince arthur. So you should go run along and mind your own business!" Keleth threaten with a smile at the thug, though Keleth wasn't thinking right as a large fist went straight toward his head.
Keleth's face was smacked hard as he fell to the ground, out cold as the group of men surrounded the prince.
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Post by Prince Arthur Pendragon on Aug 9, 2010 20:26:17 GMT
Arthur had known that Chase burning down Hemlot's church was going to come back to haunt him, and now here he was being accosted by thugs outside a pub of all places.
Still, they didn't know for sure that it was him and luckily Keleth (whether he knew the truth or not) was going to defend him as though he were nought but a peasant.
Whipping his sword out of its sheath and into his hand took merely seconds, but before he could get a hold ont he situation Keleth was smacked hard in the face. His body went limp, smacking against the cold cobbles of the street. Once again Arthur was reminded of the Hemlot skirmish, where he knocked himself out cold by walking into a door frame. At least there was a little more dignity in Keleth's unconscious state.
But now the fight was on and luckily for Arthur the first man that approached him had little experience with a blade. It clattered to the floor with Arthur's first parry, and the man backed against the wall as Arthur held his short sword to his neck.
However, Arthur had not accounted for the other three men, who had surrounded Arthur and were holding each of their blades to his back. There wasn't much he could do to get out of the sistuation, but he settled for smacking the first thug on the temple with the pommel of his sword and turned to face the three oncomers.
Now would be a great time to wake up Keleth! He pleaded in his head.
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Post by Keleth Silverkin on Aug 11, 2010 22:30:15 GMT
As Keleth felt the cold street on his face he felt his body beginning to work again. His limbs were released from his unconsciousness. Feeling a great pain in his face he opened his eyes to see that arthur was being surrounded by three men. If this was indeed the prince his life would be ended right here if Keleth wouldn't do something which would give him leverage of friendship. Shaking off the pain from his head he raised his hand at the three thugs and began to whisper something under his breath, "Creator of darkness take the life force of what now seeks death!" Keleth soon felt a great deal of magic run through his veins as a burst of three orbs of darkness bursted through his hand and went toward the three thugs. The three orbs formed together and created a mini black hole, the darkness began to form winds to suck the three thugs into the whole. It was only a matter of minutes before the thugs would soon be sucked into the hole of darkness. Having heard the screams of the men they would not be heard as they were now being destoryed into the dark whole of abyss. Seconds later the whole disappeared into air and Keleth smiled and used his strength to pick himself up from the ground and walk up toward arthur. "Um, well this is a little awkward? Saved your life but I showed something that might get myself in trouble now!" Keleth spoke with a smile and stood their as he lowered his hand toward arthur for him to get helped up.
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Post by Prince Arthur Pendragon on Aug 12, 2010 22:14:01 GMT
Arthur watched, surprised but not shocked by the use of magic. He had been around enough up and coming magaicians now to know that anyone was capable of holding the gift within themselves. The men seemed to sense what was coming before the black hole had truly formed, and as they turned to screaming and panicking in the street, Arthur turned back to the fourth thug who was slumped against the wall, unconscious but not badly harmed.
The prince figured that b the time he awoke, there would be no sign of anyone else and he would just go back to his family- or wherever he had come from.
Straightening himself out, Arthur raised an eyebrow at Keleth. It seemed he was much more than a trainee swordman who had yet to join the army, in fact it was more likely that he was a rogue magician or a druid who had actually trained with magic rather than a sword. Arthur silently decided not to ask any more than that.
"I suppose you have." Arthur mused, "Now what should we do?"
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Post by Keleth Silverkin on Aug 12, 2010 23:25:54 GMT
Keleth looked at Arthur and smiled, "Well I believe that we should keep our little secrets to ourselves. I'm pretty sure your who I think you are, and you know now my secret of knowing magic with out training for the guild." Keleth spoke as he thought about how Arthur could easily arrest him for not being trained in the guild. But would the nice kind-hearted prince do such a thing after Keleth had just saved his life from getting killed by a group of thugs. Keleth was pretty sure Arthur wouldn't call the guards and even if he had, keleth would escape in matter of seconds. Having the prince as an alley could make things much more interesting for the brotherhood, in any cases he just looked at Arthur wondering what he was going to decide. "Maybe we can be friends, watch each other backs. You call me if you need a helping hand and I call you if I need a helping hand of some sort?" Keleth offered another idea for the two.
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Post by Prince Arthur Pendragon on Aug 22, 2010 19:57:09 GMT
Arthur nodded.
He had to admit, without Keleth's help he would be long gone- Although had he been prepared he would easily have handled the thugs. Obviously.
"Well Keleth," He began, "I don't know who you think I am, but perhaps you are right. Either way i think that as long as you keep my 'secret' i shall keep yours. Although the second you break it, know that hell will rain down around you." His voice and face both darkened as he finished the sentence.
"Still!" He said with a lighter tone, "I suppose a thank you is in order." He tossed the strange man a coin.
"Buy yourself a drink and maybe I'll see you about sometime...friend." He winked and walked into the night. He had a feeling that meeting Keleth wasn't going to be all it seemed.
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