Savannah W ~’s Comments (group member since Jul 11, 2012)

Savannah W ~’s comments from the Kingdom of Barath *Advanced* group.

Echo whipped her head around to see Arcadia. She was a mess and confused at that. Echo had expected her to be in confusion, but what caused the pain that was written across her face? "Yes," she confirmed while quickly rushing to her, hoping she wouldn't frighten her. But, she couldn't contain herself, things seemed to dire to bother with being clam and collected. "What is the matter?! What's happened?"

Gotcha :). So, I've replied in the Courtroom and I'll find you're dragon master and reply there.

In our other RP, I've replied in the Castle and as well as in the Ghetto in Carson city :)

The chick I was writing with Aya or Ayn or something was writing regularly till I vanished. Message her and see if she would like to rejoin? 

Yeah, I'll pick up the girl with your dragon master. Though, her personality will probably change a little. I might not be able to peg the same vibe Jessica had for her. 


The other person you were talking bout can get the hand and lord if they want :). But, that leaves the daughter of the Lord Jessica had...

We can write her off I suppose? 

I'm not sure how much half the people I know on here would want to work with me that's good still lol. Disappearing always disencourages them. But, if I get any reply from the few I think would fit, that'll work for mr :). You ask too. Maybe you know more.

IF NEEDED

I would, obviously, be willing to take the girl your dragon master is with cause then you wouldn't have to rp with yourself lol.

I could take the hand she made for larwson as well, I suppose...

But, that leaves a lord and his daughter to take. I dot want to make you have Another lord (how many are there?).

I'm not actually sure. Time doesn't wait around I guess and j didn't notice it was flying by.

Okay, so, what to do about Jessica's characters if she doesn't return. After all, she has one of the key ones and two pretty large minor ones. Should we find someone else to take over not us?

Braylin looked to Max, dying to speak up, but knew anything he said would be disregarded considering he was but only a hand and not a lord. So, he looked to Max for either approval to lash out or to get Max to do his job. Either one would suffice for him at the moment. 

Max sideways glanced to Braylin, fully catching the meaning of his look. Then, he looked to West, not wanting to at all, but the Sorrel werent exactly getting treated all too well, so better alert his general just in case. The look her flashed him was warning enough to let him know this could get ugly again fast. Then, Max returned his gaze to the king. He ignored the words thrown at Kron, seeing as Kron could handle himself and focused on another topic. "We had been awaiting you're arrive for far too long to keep delaying this meeting, King. Our time shouldn't be wasted away waiting in a room. We have our own issues arising in our own cities that need tending to. Yet, we made time to come to you and discuss all of the lands issues and what is causing it to fall. You failed to make it a few merger meters to see us on time. We made it hundreds of miles." he took in a breath, not wanting to allow the king to speak yet. "But, there is no use in wasting conversation on that. We've spoken a bit of the issues. I'm sure we would all wish to here your explanation of why our lands perish."


Asher remained relatively unnoticed, knowing his time to speak would come but this wasn't it. Let the others handle the small talk, he thought. He'd come in when it was needed. 

Asher' body had tensed when his father's hand had rose, but he was saved the hit when the door flew open. Asher recognized him to be Sorrel. He regarded his father one last time as Lawrson as he walked around him and towards the head of the table. Asher went to the wall of the court room and leaned against it, arms crossed over his chest as he listened and fumed.


Max jerked his gaze to the door, his sight turning into a glare when he recognized who it was. The tension still existed on Max's part thanks to their families intertwinement. There was also issues when a mother or father cheated and let out little bastard sons and daughters. Never the less, West was good at what he did and Max couldn't deny that. 

Braylin hadn't looked to the door, not caring much as to who it was. His attention had stayed locked to the king, ready himself for action if he deemed it needed. 

I'm alive!

Sabrina had seen plenty of consideration leak into the man's expression, and smiled upon knowing how easy it was to make a ludicrous idea seem not so farfetched. Upon his request to know her location, Sabrina now had to return the look of contemplation. Did he want to know so he could come and have her arrested? To come and take the "egg"? Why would he want to know where she was going? Another reason vaguely crossed her mind, but she dismissed it. "I could not tell you the truth seeing as I have no set location," which was actually true. Though, she had in mind where she would temporarily go. "But, I'm sure if we are to meet again, we shall." Well, since she had been talking all that spiritual, destiny type stuff, she thought it'd be a alright case to keep it up. 

"I hardly gave orders in your presence," said Asher. "I had given my word far before you staggered in, and as such I would expect you to hold respect to my word I gave since it will reflect on you if you break my vow to these men that they would not be judged for what the said during the time they are in this room." Asher knew that reasoning was probably not the best way to go with his dad since reason never seemed to be the king's strong point as of late especially. 

Max stayed still next to Braylin who was having a difficult time not speaking up. He had received a silencing glare from Max and figured he should listen for the time being. 

((I'd hope not since he's one of our four dragon masters lol))

Braylin ripped the first guard's grip loose while unmoving from his spot. He could easily handle those few men and while at it he could kill that blasted king. But, he restrained himself somehow from action. 

"Leave him be," Asher spoke finally, moving from his father's chair and more so towards the action. "I assured freedom of speech within this room, and as such, he can not and will not be judged upon for what he said." He focused his attention fully on Braylin hoping he wouldn't do what was being spoke of in the meeting. Surely the hot head was smarter than to murder a king in front of many witnesses in the kingdom. Right? "Leave. Go back to your city," he told him before giving his father a chance to interject. "The both of you," he commented further as he looked to Max. 

Braylin again ripped his arm from a guard as Asher said his words and adjusted himself. He didn't expect Asher's words to stick well with the king. Max took his steps towards Braylin, fists clinched at his sides.

((of course feel free to make Lawerson lash out. I'll come up with something to counter :).))

Sabrina twisted her head just enough to look upon the man's face. His questions were never ending. He was intrigued it seemed. "From anything and everything. There are many out there that would long to have possession of this and others who wish to destroy it to prevent the master of it from gaining his or her title and do the deeds they were born to," she told, sounding fully believable even to herself. Did she believe in fairytales as this? Well, she believed she was holding an egg--if it was from eons ago and was no fossilized or if it held a animal other than a dragon was unknown to her. But, she unconsciously knew she was holding a true legend. "Like the King. He had ordered the egg's removal from Sorrel. He did not wish the dragon master of your home to be awakened."

Braylin had had far to much time to be quiet and fiddle with his thoughts. So, when given the opportune time to let his words be vocalized, who was he to resist? "Your meeting?" he asked, a bit of bitterness to his tone. "I supposed it correct seeing as it is your failures and inabilities to do as a proper king should that has brought us here," he continued, his hand still holding one of his two twin short blades at his side. "This meeting is not about you nor should it be halted without your being here. It is to find a solution to your impeccably horrible rulership, to prevent the lands from crumbling to ash from your lack of attention and over bearing taxes, to fix all of your mistakes and save the people you care nothing about."

Again, Max had no will to stop Braylin from speaking. Braylin spoke the absolute truth to the one man that should be told it. What made that boy born of only high peasantry and low nobility so brave and outspoken? Max did not know, but he couldn't help feeling infer to his friend at times like these. 

Asher remained silent seeing as everything was being handled by those from Sorrel it seemed. 

Sabrina's answer for that was simple. Her escape wasn't far ahead and it would be the best taste of freedom she ever had. "Protect it," she told him shortly, not looking at him as she did so but rather glancing to the small bit of the egg exposed. She sure as hell wasnt planning on letting someone else have it, so in a lot of ways she was telling the truth. She would be protecting it. 

Braylin had grown rather bored, resorting to leaning to the wall of the large hallway and twirling one of his two twin blades within his hand. It wasn't until a drunken, washed up king stumbled by and rushed through the courtroom doors. Braylin was quick to follow in, feeling Max's protection could be threatened plus Braylin couldn't bare missing this shit show that was about to unfold. 

Asher stood instantly, his chair being knocked over as he did so. God, why did his father have to come in during the most unopportuned moments? When everyone was saying how he needed to be removed, he had to come in?! Drunk still?!

Max had mimicked Asher in rising, but his chair remained standing. He had abruptly turned to face the sudden entrance, startled with his hand grasping the hilt of his sword, only to drop his hand to his side when he saw the swaying king. 

Upon his words, Max glanced to Asher, seeing him preparing to speak up and say he called it to session. "My King, we all agreed the meeting should commence without your presence seeing as we had been waiting a few hours for your arrival, and time wasn't something we wished to waste," Max said with a confident voice as he looked back to the King, not giving Asher a chance to speak. 

Braylin still head his hand tight to his sword he'd been twirling, ready to use it if this king decided to make a move on his best friend and lord. 

As she walked, Sabrina looked to West. A small smirk climbed to her face before she looked back before her. "Hardly no one knows my name, Mr. Frost. And that is how I wish to keep it. A name isn't something I want known," she said, being fully serious about the not being known part. Regardless of how well know her thefts were, Sabrina didn't care. She'd rather be unknown still and not have such a big bounty over her head. "And the world's not fair."

And this is where things would become tense for Asher. He knew that his father needed to be removed, but he would not allow for his assassination nor would be allow anyone to overthrow his entire kingdom. It was still his family's place to defend their crown, despite his father's poor rule. 

He didn't speak on the matter, he had nothing to say regarding either option mentioned. He didn't wish to stay his obvious dispassion with it but he damn sure didnt want to concur with it. 

"The entire land would benefit from the removal of the King," Max said just loud enough to be heard. "Anyone of the men in this room could better rule than him and what means must be taken should not be limited."

With a bit of an annoyed glare towards West, Sabrina clinched her teeth. But, she restrained her irritation as much as possible as she spoke. "'Tis not your castle, so the trouble to guard it should not be left to you. I do wish you would refrain from interfering with the lines of destiny that I've spoken of, General ((I think he's a general?)). I would hate to have to start the protection of this egg with your blood first."

Finally, someone said it--a lord finally said it. Asher was the first to address his words. "And what do you prepose be done to deal with him?" he asked, keeping his voice as steady as possible. He wouldnt let judgment be thrown at the opinions voiced here, but he already knew there may be certain thoughts he just simply could not allow. For instance, forceable removable at any costs. That, Asher would accept. "And after dealing with it, who do you suggest take his place exactly, Kron? Or anyone else willing to speak. What actions do you suggest be taken and who do you believe should be the one to step forward and clam the throne?" his eyes traveled over each lord.