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Sabrina looked to West as he spoke and waved to his back as he went to catch up with his people. She redirected her strides the slightest bit, heading directly towards Desert Springs. It was a long walk, but there would be a place she could stop along the way. Sabrina thought through the possibility of them being after her. She knew that at some point they would be. But, that alarm wasn't for her. She again, looked over her shoulder to the city, the horns still sounding. A churn in her stomach brought her eyes from the city and to the bag at her side. Within that bag was the artifact that she knew to once reside in Sorret. What if the legends where true? What if that thing...what if? She shook her head and took her eyes back before her.


Max glanced to West when he began to catch up. "So, during a time of possible parole, you take time to speak to some woman?" he asked distantly, returning his eyes to their path.

Sabrina nodded a little, knowing that there was more. His lack of detail to the response and the fact that a hand would never leave their lord told much more than shown. "Well, he won't be getting out anytime soon. The city is sealed of." She glanced over her shoulder, a gust blowing dust into the air. The walls of the kingdom looked so intimidating, but they were so easy to breach and concur. That was something else wrong with the kingdom. It wasn't safely secure.

"Maybe you're simply not use to women thinking," she commented, running the possibilities through her mind again. She liked to think she was right, that something had happened in that courtroom. But, she knew she could be wrong as well. Though, signs pointed towards her being correct. The hasty leave by the Sorrel house, the alarm sounding in the city, and the distress written across the lord's face as he rode in silence. The fact no one had come after her for the object she stole also made her believe she was right, though that could simply be due to the fact no one really noticed her escape--she didn't think at least. She was usually pretty sneaky. "Am I right?" she asked, eying the wagon that was catching up. She had witnessed it's arrival a day or two ago. But, she recalled something else as well. Three men had horses. Now there were only two? This was General West and the other Lord Max. Sabrina had always been keen on research and knowing all the downlow to keep her intouch with anything and everything that might be needed on her part one day. So, she knew that the one missing was none other than the hand of Lord Max, Braylin Wes. "Where is the third?" she then asked, before giving him the full chance to answer her question that she had asked moments before this realization of the hand's absence.

((had to edit it))

((it's all good :).))

Sabrina smirked at the general's really, figuring for nothing as far as a answer had went. "Ironic would be a word you could use. However, since you replied in a manner suggesting you knew something, then I have the answer I was looking for." It wasn't about this thing, she thought to herself. It has to be about something else...about what happened in that meeting.


Max couldn't get the thought out of his head. He had abandoned Braylin. He left him there. How could he have done that?! He had to, he knew this. But that didn't fix the fact he left him. Max looked over his shoulder and saw west speaking to a girl. Taking a better look. Max questioned if he knew the girl. He wasn't sure. He would wait a moment before calling to West to leave her be and follow gim.

((no biggie!))

Glancing towards the other horseman that Sabrina had long since noticed, she could tell he was important and it wasn't hard for her to deduct that it was surely Lord Max of Sorrel. He seemed troubled. She looked over her shoulder to see a wagon carrying the rest of the Sorrel men brought for the meeting. Why were they leaving so abruptly? Had something happened? The alarm...was it sounded because of the theft she had made or was it due to something...something much larger. Sabrina focuses on West at this point. She smiles a small number, thinking up what could have happened but not asking just yet. "Have I not given you enough information?" she said, referring to her location. "No harm will come to the thing, if that's what you are looking to be answered." She redirects her attention to before her. "You left moments before the alarm was sounded...why?"

((I'll write somthing for Max the next post. I have to get to a class haha.))

Sabrina couldn't help but laugh a small amount at the general riding near her. "If I were to sell what it is youre referring to, I know of much higher bidders to offer it to," she told. She shifted her eyes from in front of her and to him for a moment. "Desert Springs is where I planned on heading. I know a few out there that wouldn't mind helping me look into a few things." She refocused her gaze before her and continued, "I don't intend to get rid of it..." She had came to this decision long before now, but this was the first she actually allowed herself to believe the prospect of keeping the item. It was more than a rock, it had to be. Otherwise it wouldn't have been kept under such heavy secretive. The jewels were fancy and the attraction obvious, but nothing more glamorous than the things worn around necks by the royals. The importance of this item was of much greater value than jewels, gems and sparkles. 

((Mkay. Just post him awake whenever you'd like :).))

((Mkay :). I took a nap lol))

Max had barely noticed someone walking in a direction veering from where they were headed. He wasn't exactly in the mind set to be curious, so he stuck to the path and ahead of the bunch. 


Sabrina heard horses and were there were horses, there were riders. She glanced over her shoulder to see the came from the castle. Were they coming after her? Her heart dropped a little but she quickly recovered and prepared herself for the worst, getting her mindset in more of a battle mode. But, the horses seemed to be going in another. Perhaps they were just leaving the city and not on the chase. The hairs on the back of her neck stood straight when one started to trot her way. Her hand twitched at her side ready to draw a weapon if needed. But, that all changed when she heard a voice she recognized from earlier that day. She looked over her shoulder and watched as the general from Sorrel, West, rode up beside her. She continued to walk, but he easily kept up on his horse. She gave a smile to him before looking back in front of her. "Who is a good question indeed seeing ad you do not know," she told. 

Max nodded, tearing his gaze from the city and to the horse that had just been brought to him. He hooked one food into the saddle and threw the other over the horse's back, planting himself in the saddle. He dug his heels just enough into the horse's side to get the creature to running. 

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Sabrina's run had slowed now, the city a small object behind her. Dust floated through the air with each small gust and her hair followed with it, whipping as it pleased. She could no longer hear the horns and knew she was probably safe unless they came out of their haven to hunt her down. In that case, she would think of something surely. One thing she knew was that the thing she carried was probably much more valuable than she had been told.

((I'm not sure where everything is. I forget. So idk if they cross paths or not))

It looks good to me:)

Meh. Take your time. I don't have anyone there to rp with yet. So, I'll probably make her run into someone on a road lol

Max nodded to West, slowing his pace as they neared. They were given respect and talked to casually before the guards had raised the gate and they began to go through. That's when the horns could be heard in the very far distant behind them. Max looked over his sounder, not expecting that to show him what was happening, but nevertheless he looked. That could be two things that gave reason for those horns: 1) they could know what happened in the court room 2) Braylin was on the run and not bothering to be discrete. Sure there could be other reasons, but those two were the top of Max's mind. Could the king now be dead? Could they now be at war? He wondered this within that short moment. They had stepped outside if the gate already. 

"Fight? Rain, you should not wish to do that with any of the men or their cities that were just in here," explained Asher, rising to his feet. "They do not need be stopped, safety was promised to them by me for their voices in here and father went against it. None of this should have happened," now he spoke more to himself, racking over what all had happened. He shook his head a bit, trying to get his mind back on the now. "Rain, you don't need to fight. This isn't your war yet. No one's war is it yet. We will see if this can be settled." Though he knew it couldn't. "Now, before he wakes you should leave."

(( :(. Sorry I don't know anyone to play them...))

That'd be helpful. Sabrina is running off to a small town currently lol. We shall name it...

Desert Springs (ironic name?)

It is in the desert-ish area, not common to travel to and not highly heard of. However, there are unnatural springs that are cool and refreshing, never drying. It is a town where most know how to hold their own and dont take kind to rudeness towards them. They aren't afraid to get dirty, but they also know a good time--mostly after a few mugs of the bubbly. It's a nice place to live if you are a certain sort of person.

Its a good distant West of Menaera

Asher had kneeled to his father, checking to make sure that there was still a pulse. There was. He could hear the sounds of the horns blazing from the walls surrounding the castle and across the city. Thing were starting--the war was near if not starting. Asher looked to a voice he knew well. He frowned as soon as he saw the small girl. He noticed the and knew the child was there to try and help her family. What a sweet and loving child she was. "Rain, get out of here," he told her in a tone more harsh than meant. "When he wakes, you will not want to be anywhere near."

((we can keep or delete him. Idc. I think I'll make a new one, though. It would be easier for me to play him them.))

Then is when Sabrina heard it--the shrieks of horns that alerted the city to troubles in the castle or city itself. Sabrina stands to her feet, wrapping the object back up in cloth and shoved it into a bag. She takes the fancy dress off, revealing her preferred clothing ((refer to her image to see it.)) It tended to make her stand out in a bad way, but she only wore it when she knew she needed to not be hindered by clothes. This was light weight and allowed her to move quickly. She then pulled the strap the bag withe the stolen goods over one side of her neck so it fell to her waist on the other side. It was safe there at her side. Without anymore thoughts, Sabrina threw up the escape door on the roof and climbed through, shutting it behind. She wasn't sure the alarm was blazing thanks to her theft or something else, but she couldn't risk it. She was far to wanted. If caught, she would be sentenced to death if her name was fixed back to who she was. 

Sabrina then dug her feet and clamped her fingers into the small indentions of the city wall that allowed her to climb to the top and over without being noticed. She was quick about it. Getting down was the same way, small foot holes and hand grips giving her the way down. Then she was off, running in the direction of a small--very small--and almost unknown town that she called home in ways. 

Suspicion had been raised when the men at the gate to the castle recognized the man walking casual to them as another member of the Sorrel house. Why hadn't he been with the others? A question was asked and Braylin answered with a very believable ton as well as response. He was just about to be admitted from the city, but one of the men noticed a bit of blood droplets--fresh drops and smudges--on Braylin's clothing. "Where did you get that blood on you from?" asked the guard. When Braylin was unable to retain his look of agitation which quickly struck the guard as something of bad. 

The guard drew his blade just as a threat, but Braylin didn't have time to waste still. He drew his twin short blades at the same time, spinning them once in each hand before leveling all the guards on the ground with him that came his way. Those on the wall that stretched the castle began to yell and horns were sounded that alerted the entire city--all the way to the city's gate wall across the city--that there was something wrong. In this case, an attacker loose. No one would be permitted in or out of the city now unless by force. 

Some of the men on the wall aimed their bows and attempted to take out the fighter, but he was agile and well aware of his surroundings. He pulled one of his small daggers from his waist and threw it expertly at the man on the wall holding the gate closed by a turning device. The man fell and the gate opened. 

Braylin then started his sprint into the city. He knew the main part wouldnt be the best, so he would stick to the shadows of the lower parts of the city until he managed to find either a low part on the wall or a way to get over or under the wall and out of the city. 

((we can just delete the posts made for Forest and Joycln and whoever gets him has a fresh start. I guess I could use him since I was going to make a male anyways...))

Asher only nodded to Kron when he said he was about to leave. There was nothing left that could be done. Plus, when the king awoke, things wouldn't be pretty. "I would not put it past my father to take this further than just a fight between him and Sorrel," Asher warned Kron, knowing his father would not be mature of such matters. 


((it's okay. The court room is low of people. I thought your friend was going to play the lord and his daughter. But, for Ayn's character, he could just vanish for now and be killed or used when wanted to be used.))