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Sir* Arel of Keltema has heard there is a dragon nearby who has recently captured a maiden passing fair. Arel enjoys both maidens passing fair and the rescue thereof; thus, his course of action is obvious. He goes to rescue her! His trusty steed carries him swiftly to the dragon's mountain lair. His trusty cat sits in his lap while they travel. It's a good arrangement all around.
Once the lair is reached, Ari stands proudly and shouts traditional challenges. "Foul beast! I hear tell you have kidnapped a fair maiden! Release her or suffer my wrath!"
*sort of
bitterchill
bitterchill
"I hadn't realized it was quite as binary as all that. I hope you won't object to a bit of seduction."
Leo hops from Arel's horse to Jann's and perches on the princess, who he hopes may be less disgustingly cute.
Leo is appreciative of scritching, and of this princess. He purrs at an astonishing volume, considering his size.
abeance
The residents of this castle are very pleased to have their princess back. Lisatoline does all the necessary smoothing-over of the confusion generated by her having been rescued by apparently two knights and not planning to marry either one of them.
"My next stop is the Caves of Fire and Night," says Jann, "if you want to go with me at least until we pass someplace comfortable and private."
"My next stop is the Caves of Fire and Night," says Jann, "if you want to go with me at least until we pass someplace comfortable and private."
abeance
"I've never been either, I just need something in them," says Jann, consulting his map and turning his horse with a last wave to Lisatoline.
bitterchill
Arel waves with the hand not containing a Leo.
"Ah. What d'you need from them? Lost artifact, prophesy, natural resource of some kind..."
"Ah. What d'you need from them? Lost artifact, prophesy, natural resource of some kind..."
bitterchill
Arel winces. "Eesh. Sounds unpleasant. I might get some of that in case of emergencies. I'm guessing you have a specific case, though?"
abeance
"I never met him, I don't much feel the lack, but yeah, it's about time I brought home some Water of Life, what with being a knight now."
abeance
"No, there's no prophecy about his recovery. There was one about the turning into stone in the first place, but that's over with now."
abeance
"I don't mind, but one thing you do need to know is that you do not touch the pretty dipper. This is the sort of thing they cover in knight school, you have to use the plain tin dipper or you'll turn to stone."
bitterchill
"Hm. Makes sense! Do we provide unlucky dipper-users with water from the proper dipper? Seems only polite."