Out Of His Depth.

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Arthur had sat upon the stairs of Celia'nor, awaiting the next time he'd be belittled. He peered to the ground, where a stamped upon missive lie. Seemed interesting, he thought. . .

 

. . .After he read the news of Lanre's assault on Hallowcliffe, he had a joyous confidence about him. He went up to find some people to speak to-

"Arthur! Thank God you're here!" Vulla, someone typically sending criticism his way, had said. "The princess has been captured! We need to go save her!" she added. He'd not expected this, but, agreed anyway. He prepared himself. . .

. . .The bird sound was made, it was his time, his time to make a distraction. Save the day, at last. He conjured his spell- the most powerful one he ever did, and brought down half of the walls of the fort, before promptly running. But before he knew it. . .

. . .He sat within a cage. Hoping for the allies he had came with to save him, until he heard Valindra's retreating taunt. His glowing eye flickered to his fellow inmate as they conversed, their conversation gave each other hope, but, deep down, they both knew, survival was unlikely. They sat for at first hours. . .

. . .And then days. . .

. . .And then weeks. . .

. . .Rescue was coming, was it not?


Art by la-Structure-du-Ciel on DeviantArt

 

Spoiler

(NONE OF THIS IS PUBLIC RP KNOWLEDGE)

-To the average person's knowledge, Arthur was simply. . . not around, despite his usual loud mouth. The lands were rendered quieter.

Thank you to Sarven and White Wolf for running this amazing event, really had me invested the entire time, and I'm excited to see where it goes!

 

[Punished_Pup 1364]

A Mali's Silver Hair whips in the air as a horse's hooves beat against the ground carrying her off, a hand nursing a wound as she thinks how to free those captured.. If circumstance would permit..