Adorellan's Leave.

[Tsuyose 3285]

 

 

Adorellan Baelish looked to Daniel, tears of anger dripping from his eyes, before slowly turning away, muttering beneath his breath as the weakened knight began to walk, blood slowly leaking from his wound, a light stab to the stomach which was slowed by his armour. He continued to walk, slowly turning his head to the Meta estate, sighing quietly.

 

“Farewell, Meta..”

 

He whispered, before walking on, his eyes then slowly gazed to Daniel, walking within the manor.. Adorellan followed, though he walked to the basement, Daniel walked to his room.. Adorellan slowly pushed through the door, sighing quietly before coughing up blood upon the floor, stumbling slightly to the iron door. He extended his right hand, pushing the iron door, before stumbling down the stairs once more.. He raises his right arm once more, pushing through the weak stone which stood before him, pushing on further to the Baelish catacombs, he continued to walk, towards a wall which held a large serrated axe upon it. He wrapped his hand around the pommel, before turning away. Slowly, he began to walk back out, his head held low. As he reached the courtyard, he slowly looked up.

 

“Farewell, son..”

 

He whispered, before walking once more. His eyes flicked towards Lerin, raising a brow slightly as he tilted his head, wondering why he had come... Though he parted his jaw and began to speak in a hushed tone towards him.

 

“Farewell, Lerin.. Tell Ari.. I’m sorry but I have to go and tell Daniel to uphold the Baelish name, don’t abuse his new power.. And don’t walk the path I did..”

 

Lerin tilted his head too, sighing quietly.

 

“If it’s your wish then I shall tell the two. Leaving Anthos I suppose?”

 

Adorellan smiled slightly, before slowly shaking his head.

 

“No.. I’ll always be here. To protect Baelish when they’re next in need of me.”

 

Lerin nodded, before walking inside the manor. “Farewell, Adorellan.” Lerin whispered.

 

Adorellan nodded too, before slowly walking into the darkness, his loud armour clanking loudly. He began to talk as he walked.

 

“Farewell, my sweet Ignii.. I will miss you dearly, my love.. My fire princess.. If only I could bring you with me.. If only.. Farewell, Isaac.. You’ve been a great Baelish, a good family member. I will also miss you.. Farewell, Fujiwara and Kais. You’ve both been great friends..”He muttered, slowly looking down, tears dripping from his eyes.  “Farewell, princess Ryder, Princess Ari.. You’ve both also been great friends..”He says, gritting his teeth as he finally enters the cold lands, his grip only tightening upon the pommel as he continued to walk, his other hand balling into a fist though he came to a halt and began to remove his armour, speaking as he did so. Underneath he wore his noble clothing still. “My apologies, Emperor.. I have abandoned Oren, left it’s lands.. I have lost all my honour in doing so.. I hope you will forgive me once you hear of this.” He whispered as he began to walk once more, his crimson armour placed upon the floor.

 

He whispered to himself, the torches flickering wildly against the freezing wind, though he slowly came to a halt, raising his head he looked up towards the entrance of the place known as Vaerhaven. And with one rush of strength, he raised the serrated axe up and rested it upon his shoulder. “I’ve come.. Magnus, the Dread Knight.” He whispered beneath his breath, before slowly entering the city with a dark and evil smile.

 

Adorellan’s time had come to leave Oren, he wasn’t needed in Baelish any longer.. Daniel has now taken the ropes, Adorellan deep within hoped Daniel would lead Baelish to further glory, to raise it higher then it ever would be..

((Adorellan’s basically left Oren and has travelled somewhere else, etc..))

[the GOAT of the craft 606]

As 2 year old Balian Valois plays with his fathers wither mask he senses a disturbance in the air, and his bowels, and proceeds to lay some brown. Some of the cleaning staff see it as an omen, others as a sign of things to come. Though only one thing was certain in this strange world, Balian was a smelly boy.

[Kickstarted and Running 965]

Magnus steeped from the gates of VaerHaven, if he could have smiled, he would have, towering at 9 feet, wide as an Orc, his skin not flesh, but steel...

 

A suit of steel hollow, inhabitted by a tortured soul, a Dread Knight...

 

He held out his arms, his limb making a grinding sound of metal on metal, his voice the sound of two rusting cogs that didn't fit, grinding together

 

"Adorellan... My... Friend... It is... Time then..."

 

Magnus, with a slow gesture, beckoned Adorellan forward, a giant of steel, and a friend, coming to make his friend Legion, and One of Steel...

[Jistuma 1996]

*From the time the huge Dread Knight has come to the town of VaerHaven, he has yet to be attacked or even adressed wrongly, but the fear of such a creature remains in the town residents, and if not fear, at least respect for the power he holds. Even after accepting such a creature to town, Rosso still keeps his eyes on him, and between the many stares as the Dread Knight walks to the gate, is Rosso's. Until he hears the voice of it, he does not react, only when hearing the sound goes Rosso walk to the stairs just besides the gates and stares down at the newcomer and the creature. The grin on Adorellan face does not seem to bother him as much as the axe on his shoulder. Holding his staff with his left hand and looking down at Adorellan, keeping a straight face, Rosso speaks*

"Welcome once more to VaerHaven pal. You come alone this time, yet bearing an axe. I do not think you as one that would risk your life and your friend's, by walking through the front gate to attack. Please follow me, I believe both you and I need to discuss your visit to town." Rosso extends his right arm backwards, motioning for Adorellan to follow. He eyes Adorellan again "You also seem to be needing some rest. We don't have ale yet in town, but I think we can find you something you might like."

*Rosso awaits the response of Adorellan, before even showing him into a room where they could talk.*

[Tsuyose 3285]

Adorellan looked to the man, raising a brow before tilting his head slightly, before frowning. "I go where Magnus goes." He muttered,his right hand tightening around the serrated axe, before slowly moving it forth, offering it back to Magnus. "You wished for it to be returned for when it was my time? Or am I to keep it?" He tilted his head slightly more. "And no, I wouldn't attack anyone here, do not worry.."

[Gemmylou 484]

-Isabella sits in a nearby tree, watching as he leaves. She blinks watching and mutters a small

"Wot...?" 

 

Getting up she follows silently at a far distance, making sure he stays out of trouble. 

[Knightei 318]

As Borric travels the roads, his gray cloak covering his mail and tabard, he looks down at the map.

This map had nearly all of the northern half of Anthos mapped upon it, some of that half in the processed of being sketched, but as Borric leaves the road he starts to enter the forest, and leans down. He took out the dye he had and started to rub in the area he was (or there abouts) and he looks up, and notices Adorellan upon the road.

The gloom of the forest masks Borric, with his gray cloak and black hair and beard, the small pale pinkness of skin blending, his being nearly camouflaged. As Borric watches Adorellan pass by, he pauses for a second, wondering why he was this far out.

'Maybe he was pulling the stunt he attempted last time around - not that it lasted long - but if he had...

May the creator save him.'
 

[Kickstarted and Running 965]

Magnus looked at Adorellan, holding forth the axe

 

"That is... Yours... Now..."

 

He then proceeded to turn his piercing gaze to Rosso, nodding slowly after a moment of what you assume is either contemplation, or just taking the time to nod

 

"Yes we... Will... Talk..."

 

Magnus put a heavy guantlet on Adorellan's shoulder, and guided him along, following Rosso, letitng all know that should any harm come to Adorellan, they would not make it through the night...