Role Play Forum Fantasy World

*No, nothing can help the bleeding but magic.* I think grimly *I've learned that from experience.* I stuff the herb into a pocket and go inside. "Someone get my leg in a cast." I growl to the healers "Now. I've things to do that involve a good leg." They scurry about doing whatever I told them, they were scared of me. "Someone get me a bandage for my back." one of them comes forward as if to bandage it themselves "No." I say quickly "I'll do it myself, later." I get my cast on and head back to my house. Once I'm inside I painfully change, putting on the bandage as well. "Hopefully that'll help with the bleeding." I head back to the palace. Mother Jenean would expect me at dinner.

Maenor: I head to the training area and begin the exercises that I did routinely. Without a sword I begin to slowly walk myself through move after move letting my muscle feel the movements. Then I pick up a sword and go through everything at full speed. Closing my eyes I feel the area around me and let my body reached smoothly by itself. Cursing as a flash of pain shoot through me I muscle through it and keep going. My body wasn't fully healed but I knew from experience the only way to become stronger was to let my body sort things out by itself.

Elvira- I keep walking and then see Maenor in the training area. "Should you be training? Your still kind of hurt." I say, an angry tone still in my voice.

Maenor: I finish with the last exercise before I straighten and look her over, "This is the only way I know," I say with a shrug, "My body is used to healing itself. If I don't keep my senses sharp everything I did, my injuries, they will be for nothing.

I spot a certain head of tousled hair "Hey Faeron." I say "You enjoying your break?"

Elvira- "Mmhm." I say looking away, not wanting him to see my face and how angry I was.----Faeron- I turn around. "Breeze!"

Maenor: I tilt my head to catch her eyes and raise an eyebrow, "What's wrong?" I ask putting my sword away as I move to stand in front of her, "You're not angry at me are you?"

Elvira- "no." I say looking back. "A little confused by your behavior, but I'm not angry at you."

"Hi, kiddo, how've you been?" I ask, smileing "Pester anyone lately?"

Maenor: "Then what's wrong?" I ask, "Did something happen?"

Elvira- "I'm angry at Arodon." I say frowning some. "And I slapped him since he, well he kissed me."-----Faeron- "maybe Maenor and my sister, but I missed you Breeze. How are you feeling?"

Maenor: I cross my arms over my chest and look her over, "And you don't like him like that?" I ask, "Did you ever try explaining that to him?"

Elvira- "no I was just so in shock of what he did that I didn't try to explain. I was just angry that he did it so I hit him." I sigh. "And no I don't feel that way towards him."

Maenor: I laugh, "I feel sorry for whoever offends you," I say patting her shoulder, "You've got quick a temper." I smile, "Which will do you good later on."

Elvira- I laugh some. "Do me good? I don't know. Maybe I should go back and apologize. He's probably angry at me now. I have to explain he's not the one I want to be with."

Maenor: I smile, "Don't worry, the only thing you've hurt is his pride." I say, "Every man can do with a bit of rejection, It makes them better when the right woman comes around."

Elvira- "True. But have you ever had to face it?" I say then smile. "Has the mighty Maenor ever found the right one?" I say looking at him

Maenor: I laugh a little, "Rejection, yes." I say drawing my sword as a group of soldiers come forward to spar. They had asked me earlier if I would practice with them, "the right girl, not quite yet."

Elvira- "Well whoever she'll be, she'll be a lucky girl." I say then see the group. "Don't you think it's a lil unfair having a group go against one?" I say pulling out my own sword. "So lets make it you guys against us two." They started to protest about going up a girl. "What? Scared I'll beat you?" They hush and I stand next to Maenor and we get into our positions.

Maenor: I laugh at their faces as they look to me, "Afraid of a bit of sport?" I ask, "Don't worry. You won't hurt her."