A Role Play With A Group Of People

*The king is planning it*

*Ok cheers. So is the other battle still taking place? Their in the same place?*

*The other battle is still going on, and there in the same area.*

*Ok thanks*

Astride strod forwards, dodging screaming warriors who got in her way. She didn't care for them, they where porns in the big sceam of things. Ralph soon began to tire, slowing and panting as he clambered over another fallen body. His one working eye still trainsfixed on Astrides creapy form. A blow from the side sent him toppling sideways and he did't even have time to cry out before he hit the ground. Astride spun, more out of surprise than anything and looked down at the bleeding boy. Without thinking she outstretched a flesh crawling hand and stunned the young Ralph's foe. He went stiff, ridged and the boy scrambed to his feet. He loped after Astride as she went on gliding through the mayhem. A hollow eye still focused on her warrior and the king.

Roland smiled as he strode towards the king. 'My lord' He bowed low. 'I think we should invade at dark tonight. It will be a surprise attack. The elves will not be expecting it...' Roland told him knowingly. 'But, we haven't got the troops-' 'I will deal with that' 'Hm...Are you sure invading another territory so soon is a wise idea' 'But is this not what you want-To rule the whole world?...And with my master, you can get what you want.' Roland said to him. The king called forth his messengers. Roland slipped away unnoticed.

Oskar galloped into the war zone. He pulled out his rapier and slashed at his opponents. He saw in the distance, a man that looked like the war hero, his ancestor Roland. He must of imagined it.

She could tell that the young human was intruged, still trying to build enough wit and courage to step forwards but would he do so? Was the question. Had that really been Astride two at sent the young boy's invader sprawling in the dirt. Why hadn't she let him perish like she would have done any other child? Something about him seemed genuine, young, inoccent. Those blue eyes. She shook herself and monitured her surroundings. Again the boy was knocked down and this time Astride was by his side in seconds. She used her own hands to peel away the attacks flesh, a shrill scream erupted from the mans throat as he clawed at his face. Battling an unseen enemy. Astride reached down and grasped the boys outstreched hand. A blast of cold raw power sprung from his fingertips, zapping between the pair. The demon master gasped and let go of the boy who fell back, stunned. His blonde hair flopped over his face, though no more of the pale gold shone through sticky sweat and blood. He got to his feet and dusted off, looked miffed at being dropped. "Hey," he snorted and looked round. Astride looked at the boy, surprised that he had found his voice. He could be of some use.... she smiled and made a forgiving gesture before storking off once more.

Roland strode through the battlefield, to Astride. He found her near the middle. 'The king of Melbourne will attack the elves realm tonight. He is more gullible than I expected...He will do whatever I tell him to do, when I tell him to. He believes that he will become king of the world.' Roland Laughed. 'Shall I go with him? Or do you have something else planned?' He asked her.

Oskar dodged his enemies attacks. He was not used to all this killing. Soon he was blocked by many soldiers.

"Ah," she smirked, "How do you fair my young warrior? Yes, atually, I do. You see," she look over his shoulder towards a group of men, circling another. Cutting him off from any help, she knew who he was. Yet.... Roland did not. "You see that child beyond? Help." She stood there, waiting for his answer, Ralph had up beside her. Standing like a dog at her side. She didn't even glance at him.

'You want me to help him?' Roland asked her sarcastically. But he did as he was commanded. Roland pulled out his blade and attacked the man nearest. Soon they were all dead. The red headed boy gawped at him. He kept saying 'No way!' And 'This is not happening!' As he looked at the boy, he was reminded of his human wife, and of his first son. They were both gone now.

Oskar could not believe it. There standing in front of him was a god. The god of war.

Astride's laugh chimed with silver bells as she watched the reunion. "Do you see this?" she smirked and looked side long at he boy by her side. He squinted at the two men and made a strange face, screwing it up and wrinkling his nose. "They look...... related?" He looked up, as if expecting the old demon to correct him, tell him of his ignorence but instead Astride rasied a pale eyebrow and her grin widened, "Well done child." She turned her attention back to the two.

'But you cant be...I mean...your a god' Oskar said slightly scared. 'Yes. And you are a human. What is it you are trying to say?' Roland asked the young man. 'Well...why did you save me? 'Cause...I'm not important to a god like you.' Oskar told him. 'What is your name?' 'Oskar' 'Well Oskar, I was commanded to help you...Although you do remind me of someone...' Roland told Oskar. 'I am related to your eldest son. He was my great great great great something.' Roland remembered his son Sakki. How he had loved to get into trouble, and yet, his younger brothers were very mature. He felt a stab, as he remembered that they were gone.

Oskar could see that Roland was feeling harsh emotions, but was still exited to have met his relative. He did not move.

*Should we wait for Soph? *

*Yeah. I was sick at school, so i had to go home =[*

*Awwww, Are you ok now? Is it the flu?*

*No. I don't think so. I am a lot better thanx but I still have to have 48 hours off*

*Aww, well hope you get better soon I guess it's not a really bad thing to have days off school 'ccept being ill sucks*

*Should we carry on?*

*uh huh*

Astride crept over the falling humans, wearily taking quick glances as the two relations talked. This battle would end soon. He could feel the surge of war leeking out of the warriors, seeing the hopelessness.
*Sorry for short post. *

Roland turned and walked away. He hated the fact that he was still alive. Oskar darted in font of him. 'Hey!' He said loudly, breaking into Roland's thoughts. 'Hey! Aren't you going to bless me or something?' Oskar asked hopefully. 'And why would I do that?' Roland asked as he stopped. ''Cause...'cause like, when a human meets a god in a story, they bless them. And make them more powerful.' Oskar told him wisely.

Roland could see the king calling his troops back. 'I have to go.' Roland said to Oskar before running the opposite way.

Astride watched with interest as Roland dismissed his relation. The slight curl of her lips was all the showed her glee but the straggled boy at her side took a wild guess. "Thats good right?" he asked suspiciously and Astride bared her teeth at him feverishly.
"Yes," she purred and frowned. Why was this boy still here? Did he not see what she was, the monster beneith a dress of violet silk? "What do you see of me?" she asked Ralph straight out and the boy half glanced through half closed lids back at her.
"Wiseness..... um....power and a murky green light is kinda of.. pulsing around you." he stated and looked overly pleased with himself. Astride just smiled a little to kindly for her own good and looked back at the withdrawing troops.

'What are you doing?' Roland asked the King angrily. 'The troops were supposed to not be pulled back until nightfall!' The King looked up surprised. 'We will not have enough troops to last that long.' He told Roland peacefully. 'So?! This will ruin the plan!' Roland told him still more angry. Astride would not be pleased. The King sighed. 'Will you start the assassination?' He asked still not looking. 'But...Yes my lord.' Roland gave a short bow and left to Kill the Caelin princess. The one that nobody except the royal and the gods knew about. Princess Erika. He saw Oskar in the mass of the battle. Mounting his horse he rode towards the young boy. 'Ride with me Kin.' He told him.

Oskar mounted Milda and trotted after the god, his heart pounding.

Astride hissed a long inhuman sound more like a snake than anything and Ralph flinched. "Peace child," she spoke with a raise of her hand and the boy instantly relaxed. "What is he doing?" she murmmered aloud and glided over closer to the troups with the boy in tow.

*What should happen next? And Is this before or after the other RP with Erika in?*

'Mistress,' Roland leaped off his horse and bowed elegantly. 'The king has sent me to assassinate the young Caelin princess. I am sure you know what this means? After attacking the elves tonight, and the killing of the princess, the Melbourne people will most likely kill their king, then I will take over both the thrones, and I shall be merely a puppet doing your commands.' He said the last bit harshly. 'Now, if you can excuse me, I have a person to kill.'

*I don't know... There was a plot before but I don't think anyone else is still in it so... I dont know... Do you have an idea?*

Astride weighed down the options and nodded slowly. "Ah, This is excellent knews," she purred, "Well done. You will be rewarded. Move swifly you warrior." With that she used one of her long arms and slapped his horses rump.

*I guess this is before the other RP, cause in the other one, I was planning to make Erika queen at the end =b
With our last plot, we had goddesses who helped Roland. Perhaps Ralph and Oskar were childhood friends? I'm guessing hes on Caelin's side?*