Loyalty to the Iron Throne

In the Iron keep, the Alonne Knights guard and keep vigil, even as their domain sinks into the fires from which it came. Then, there's Alonne Knight Captain Bryndol's unit.

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(A wild Alonne Mod appears!)

(From a surprise hiatus no less. The three are back, though the captain has taken to vanishing semi-frequently...)

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“What is with everyone and the birds as of late?”  He frowned.  This was about the fifth time he’d seen the bird in some capacity, and he still didn’t understand why everyone was pointing them at him.  Best not to dwell on it, he decided, and instead chuckled at her comment.  Adeline always had a strange way of getting him off-guard.  His smile was one that was meant only for her to see;  goofy, sort of half smirk.  His pupiless eyes weren’t doing him any favors.

“I’m glad to see your standards are slightly higher than ‘I’ll do Bryndol’s father,’ love.” He set her down, if only to get up and make some food  and drink for her.  “Are there any other things you’d like to ask, dear?”  His domesticity was sickening, but at least it went with his politesse.

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She’d shrug a bit as the other spoke, still grinning, “Oh I dunno…perhaps people think that it reminds them of you a bit hmm?” she’d tease him with before seeing his smile, a bit of color coming to her face, that smile always made her happy, it was nice to see him ease up.

She’d then nod her head a bit, “Well of course, I am quite the extravagant lady, don’t you know?” she’d remark, before being placed down, “Thank you love, and no I am quite well, I appreciate it though.” she’d add.

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“Then I suppose the most hospitality I can offer is company,” Bryndol answered before coming back to the room, some tea made despite her comments.  A relaxed Knight Captain was strange, easy to read for those that got to know him.  The room, while only marginally set up for any company, did afford two chairs and a couch (all of which he had “found” around the locale), and he sat on the couch with her.  He looked at her, his pupiless eyes soft, and put an arm onto her shoulder, pulling her into him.  It was sappy, it was dorky, but he didn’t really care right now.  In fact, he enjoyed the companionable quietude he shared with his love.   It was nice-  The rattling was so insistent it actually dislodged something, and a loud cascade of crashing noises and a few murmurs followed.  The relaxed posture was gone, and Bryndol was up in an instant, his hand lingering on Adeline’s shoulder.

“. . .If those are the Mylingens playing with my father’s armor, I swear. . .”  he loved the little Party Churchers, but even they couldn’t get away with disturbing his father too much.  He sighed, his brow creasing with frustration.  Getting any time alone and peace was difficult enough.  The bird picture frowned down from its new position.  He tried to change the topic as he sat back down.  “A bird?  Really, you think I look like that bird?”

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He responded with a gentle purr, pulling her down from his head.  His lips met hers for the briefest of moments, and he pulled away with a smile.  “Yes, well if I was my father, I do not think that you would be willing to be this close to me.”

The rattling was more insistent than ever before, with some strange music-like noise coming from the room.  The Captain ignored it, settling instead for pulling the huntress down into his lap.  He leaned in on her, and nudged her with his forehead.  “I’m surprised that that was all you had to say, to be honest.”  It wasn’t a criticism or an insult, though anyone who didn’t know Bryndol would take it that way.  His armor was safely put away somewhere else, safely out of reach of anyone.  “And don’t think I didn’t notice that poster of that bird you put in my father’s room.  I haven’t entered that place since you did.”

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She’d tilt head head a bit as she was pulled down, and was met with a kiss, a gentle one, and she’d return it quite quickly, chuckling a little bit as her face flushed with color.

“If you had your face I’d probably still be this close with you…just kidding, you’d have to be you completely, I ain’t gonna sleep with your dad, he’s grody.” she’d remark with a wink before, oofing a bit as she was pulled down into the other’s lap, a giggle escaping her lips as she felt the other leaning on her, nudging her as well.

“Mhm, I’m not that cruel.” she’d remark.

Her eyes would widen a bit before she laughed quite a bit, “Yes, I admit I did that.” she’d state with a shit-eating grin on her face.

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“What is with everyone and the birds as of late?”  He frowned.  This was about the fifth time he’d seen the bird in some capacity, and he still didn’t understand why everyone was pointing them at him.  Best not to dwell on it, he decided, and instead chuckled at her comment.  Adeline always had a strange way of getting him off-guard.  His smile was one that was meant only for her to see;  goofy, sort of half smirk.  His pupiless eyes weren’t doing him any favors.

“I’m glad to see your standards are slightly higher than ‘I’ll do Bryndol’s father,’ love.” He set her down, if only to get up and make some food  and drink for her.  “Are there any other things you’d like to ask, dear?”  His domesticity was sickening, but at least it went with his politesse.

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The man she was kneading and laying on fell silent for a moment.  More silent than usual.  At length he replied, taking her hands in his, rubbing them a bit.  “I think centuries of what he’d call ‘vast disappointment’ in his son did it.  He never accepted the fact that I just did not want to be the next champion of the kingdom after him.”  His voice was even, but his hands kept rubbing hers.  Somewhere in the place, the rattling of an angry armor could be heard.  The Captain ignored it and continued a bit more.

“He never really liked the idea of teaching me and then watching me ‘waste my skills.’  Just like he never really understood why I always visited that old statue.”

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She’d tilt her head a bit before moving her arms around his neck, feeling him take her hands in his, and rub them a bit.

She’d listen to his response and frown a bit, “You know, he’s wrong, you made a name for yourself, you are not your father, you are Bryndol, my love, and that asshole..WHO I CAN HEAR RATTLING…is not you.” she’d remark, kissing him on the head now.

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He responded with a gentle purr, pulling her down from his head.  His lips met hers for the briefest of moments, and he pulled away with a smile.  “Yes, well if I was my father, I do not think that you would be willing to be this close to me.”

The rattling was more insistent than ever before, with some strange music-like noise coming from the room.  The Captain ignored it, settling instead for pulling the huntress down into his lap.  He leaned in on her, and nudged her with his forehead.  “I’m surprised that that was all you had to say, to be honest.”  It wasn’t a criticism or an insult, though anyone who didn’t know Bryndol would take it that way.  His armor was safely put away somewhere else, safely out of reach of anyone.  “And don’t think I didn’t notice that poster of that bird you put in my father’s room.  I haven’t entered that place since you did.”

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She’d climb upon Bryn’s back, laying down on top of him, her fingers kneading into his hair a bit.

“So loveeeeee, I wonder, why’s your dad such an asshole?” she’d inquire, tilting her head a bit as she continued to knead into his hair a bit.

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The man she was kneading and laying on fell silent for a moment.  More silent than usual.  At length he replied, taking her hands in his, rubbing them a bit.  “I think centuries of what he’d call ‘vast disappointment’ in his son did it.  He never accepted the fact that I just did not want to be the next champion of the kingdom after him.”  His voice was even, but his hands kept rubbing hers.  Somewhere in the place, the rattling of an angry armor could be heard.  The Captain ignored it and continued a bit more.

“He never really liked the idea of teaching me and then watching me ‘waste my skills.’  Just like he never really understood why I always visited that old statue.”

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[taikonaut]

I FUCKED UP.

DON’T LOOK AT ME.

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“. . .I come back after moving my things into that church in Yharnam for Adeline, and this is what I get?  You know what, I’m glad I’m moving out.”  The Knight Captain was unamused at the accuracy of it all.

[askanalonnegarrison]

cap bryn is a nerd pass it on

[hiroharnada-deactivated20160116]

hiro + being distressed 

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protect him

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Please reblog if you are Demon's/Dark Souls RP blog

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IF IT’S GOOD ENOUGH, IT’LL BECOME OFFICIAL

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((WELP))

((Have fun bathing with a giant animate suit of armor))

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a notice left on most street corners

parry going down in noodle chapel to celebrate bu~uddy wear your best reds

the curchgoer finished tacking up the last one and looked down the street at the many of them all over the walls this was going to be good maybe even the lady vicar would come out of her marble tower and talk to the boss 

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“Wear your best reds” was the part that had stood out to them, and it was the part that Abbot remembered.   So he was perplexed and a little bit insulted when he was barred access to the noodle chapel by several very insistent churchgoers, and a towering bouncer named Caesar who gave the Ironclad a wide birth, poking with the spike on the end of his axe.  The Ironclad rumbled out a challenge, and stomped the ground, crumbling some of the bricks and cobblestone.  They said red, he had a red ribbon.  He was red from head to toe, and the big brick beastmen had helped him with that by donating themselves to painting him red.  He did what they asked, he wanted to party.

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The person I reblogged this from has a quality blog and I recommend you all follow them.

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((And this is how you tell if I’m doing in character or out-of-character.))

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//im trash askanalonnegarrison 

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From one came two.

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promptly hides behind abbot

There seemed to be a ridiculous number of people behind the Ironclad, who was backed up against a wall.  Hauvell, a couple of party churchgoers, the Smelter Demon itself were all cowering behind Abbot now, all with the frenzied captain yelling at them that nothing was going on, they were wrong, stupid, and Ady would tell them so too.

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and hauvell chokes on his snack

“What, do you have something to say, Hauvell?  Do you?”  The Captain rounded on the poor knight, who was sitting with Abbot.  Both of them backed up a bit.