Sons Of High Rock

Edmund Anjou - Dragonborn and Breton Warrior, handy with a bow. Lanius Aurelius - Imperial Legionnaire and Officer. Werewolf. Elder Scrolls and Multi Verses RP Blog. Multi-Ship. Mun is 25+

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Romelza FACE 

[sonsofhighrock]

Soldier on Duty

[mage-of-markarth]

“Don’t worry about it, I’ve heard far worse before now, I mean I’ve said worse myself.”

Giggling she moves to set a kettle of water over the fire in readiness for the pastries coming out of the oven, pulling two cups out.

“Tea of coffee? I have both, Edmund had some shipped in from Stros’ mkai for while he was gone, said something about you liking one or the other and they’re the best I’ve had in a long while.” She babbled, making herself busy.

Taking a deep breath she turned to look at him, running a hand through her fringe, pushing it to one side.

“And I’ve done something Eddy isn’t going to like, specifically with his barn, and I might need help with it as well.”

[sonsofhighrock]

“You know I haven’t had coffee in a very long time, I think the last time I had it was in Hammerfall, yes it was indeed there. I had some training there when I first joined the Legion. Nothing like coffee after a long day of training out in the desert heat.” 

He smiles as he takes a seat as the pastries cook and listens to her speak about something she has done that her husband Edmund doesn’t like, tilting his head. 

“Now what could you do that Edmund doesn’t like, I mean he is head over heels in love with you and you are carrying his child.” 

[mage-of-markarth]

“Do you… think you might be pregnant?”

The rogue looked up sharply, her face a mass of confusion as she tilted her head. Standing to face to grey warden before her she raised a brow.“But how can I be, I thought Grey wardens couldn’t have children. I mean that’s why I haven’t taken any potions or anything.”

[mage-of-markarth]

Bursting into laughter, she couldn’t help but agree with him, knowing the healers would be checking her over for signs of injury the moment she walked through the door.

“Oh I bet you will, you know how any times I’ve been there for fall or the like. I can’t wait to see the looks on their faces when I tell them it isn’t for that this time.”

Heading out of the main hall she leads him down the stairs and into the main grounds of the keep, miraculously not tripping over her own feet or a rise in the ground for once, opening the door quietly, cursing as the healer hears it regardless, turning to look at her. In turn the rogue looks up at him.

“Well here it comes.”

[sonsofhighrock]

Edmund follows her through the grounds of the keep, his mind wandering, wondering if she could be just suffering from a typical stomach ailment or if she is indeed carrying his child. He comes out of his daze when he hears Aelith’s voice as she speaks to the healer. Looking up and giving the healer a warm smile. 

“Hello there and no she hasn’t fallen or been injured in combat. I know that’s why she’s usually here but she is here for something completely different this time. Aren’t you Aelith.” 

[mage-of-markarth]

It hurts

“I know captain, and it will, but you’ll be alright, just focus on my voice.” Aelith told him as she pressed a dressing to a heavily bleeding wound on his shoulder. “You’re safe now Captain Anjou.”

Looking down she winced at the mess the insurgents had made of him, his face bruised and his injuries untended, infection clearly setting into some of them. 

“Stay with me Captain, don’t fall asleep. I know you’re tired but you need to stay awake.” Aelith ordered as she pulled out the epipen of morphine, stabbing it into the muscle of his thigh, glancing around for the soldiers who had gone for a stretcher.

“There that will help, hey, look at me, who am I captain?”

[mage-of-markarth]

 Nodding she looks up at him with a frustrated sigh, grimacing as her leg aches, unable to shift it and ease it.

“My dad is the same, he knows what it’s like and how frustrating it can be.” She tells him. “To be honest he’s the one who’s kept me sane the last few days, him and the calls I’ve had from Tyrelion who’s still in Iraq.”

Managing to push herself up a little she gives a groan of frustration as her pillows slip, slipping down again. Struggling to sit upright properly.

“Dammit, I can’t get comfortable, will you sort out my pillows and help me sit up? I’ll be really grateful if you do.”

[sonsofhighrock]

“I didn’t realize your brother was still deployed, I figured he would have been back home by now. I’m sure he will be fine, he is a good soldier. He’s a better soldier then I am from what I remember.” 

He gets up from the chair and walks over to where she is, helping her sit up by gently holding onto her as he moves the pillows into position. his head very close to hers. He’s never been this close to her and his heart almost skips a beat as he fixes the pillows and helps her lean back. 

“There we go that should be nice and comfortable for you isn’t it.” 

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Scenario Starters (Fantasy/Medieval)

Fairy tale

Soulmates

Resisting fate/destiny.

Arranged marriage.

Noble/guard.

Bandits attack!

Competing assassins.

Jousting tournament

Siege

War prisoner

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Blessed are the mabari. Champions of the just.

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Arl Eamon, Father, Husband, Dream Crusher.

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There would literally be nothing more Fereldan than letting a mabari decide the fate of the monarchy this is bullshit Eamon.

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 “…sorry though, I don’t know how many actual survivors are there but I’m sure the alchemist brew can liberate them from the werewolf strain.”

It was one of his biggest mistakes out there, letting so many people turn into wolves despite not being at fault.”

[sonsofhighrock]

“I know, my mother wrote to me about the events. It was nothing but bloodshed in my hometown. Kind of wish I had been home instead of being a rebellious son. Thank you for saving my city.” 

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 “Well, if you say so. But if your bringing in master assassins or a guild dedicated to killing traitors into the covenant, You’ll have to go.”

[sonsofhighrock]

“You have nothing to worry about, I’m just simply a retired soldier who has come back home. I hear you are the one who saved Camlorn. I give you my thanks, I was born and raised there. My parents are safe thanks to you.” 

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   “Ah, so your most likely a enemy. I suppose.”

A pause. 

  “Well I’ll just ignore you for the safety of both of     us and as long as your not face stealing or anything    like raising the dead, were fine.”

[sonsofhighrock]

“I was your enemy at one time but I left that fight behind. Came back to my homeland. I might be an Imperial but High Rock is my home. I was rebellious when I was younger.” 

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 “I miss the dessert. And I miss beating the raw recruits in using a bow.”

[sonsofhighrock]

“I don’t miss Morrowind, that place was just a nightmare. I don’t know how the Dumner can handle it. I fought in Morrowind under the Pact and that is enough for me.” 

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[mage-of-markarth]

“Do you… think you might be pregnant?”

The rogue looked up sharply, her face a mass of confusion as she tilted her head. Standing to face to grey warden before her she raised a brow.“But how can I be, I thought Grey wardens couldn’t have children. I mean that’s why I haven’t taken any potions or anything.”

[mage-of-markarth]

Stepping out of their shared quarters she wanders down the corridor towards the main hall, glad to see the masons have finally rebuilding and patching the last walls in Skyhold, wondering if she really could be carrying his child, the sickness she’s had intermittent and usually just after waking up. Stepping into to great hall she takes a deep breath of the crisp mountain air, even now still amazed by the transformation of the ancient fort in the two years since they arrived there. “Come on, the infirmary as we both know far too well is this way. I’m not looking forward to seeing the inside of that place again, you know Celeste will think I’ve done something stupid again.”

[sonsofhighrock]

Edmund laughs at the thought of the infirmary and how the medic there always is seeing Aelith for some kind of fall or trip she has done while on a mission or just basic things around Skyhold.  He glances over at her and grins. 

“You do know they are going to think you tripped or something since you are always taking a visit there. I have to admit, I’m going to laugh as they see you and wonder what have you done to yourself this time.” 

[mage-of-markarth]

It hurts

“I know captain, and it will, but you’ll be alright, just focus on my voice.” Aelith told him as she pressed a dressing to a heavily bleeding wound on his shoulder. “You’re safe now Captain Anjou.”

Looking down she winced at the mess the insurgents had made of him, his face bruised and his injuries untended, infection clearly setting into some of them. 

“Stay with me Captain, don’t fall asleep. I know you’re tired but you need to stay awake.” Aelith ordered as she pulled out the epipen of morphine, stabbing it into the muscle of his thigh, glancing around for the soldiers who had gone for a stretcher.

“There that will help, hey, look at me, who am I captain?”

[mage-of-markarth]

“I’m so used to being up and about doing stuff. It doesn’t help that my mum won’t let me watch tv in case I see something and it triggers a flashback.” She pouts looking truly fed up. “I haven’t had one since I left the hospital and that was a nightmare I had, not because of something I saw.” Looking up at his words, she can’t help but give a faint chuckle, shaking her head at what their mothers are doing. “Looks like we both have over protective mothers. I mean I know they want us to recover, but I don’t think they realise that they’re driving us mad and making us just want to act out and do the complete opposite of what they want us to do.”

[sonsofhighrock]

“My mother was the same way, except she didn’t want me playing my games. I was like Mum, I’m going to be okay playing the Witcher and Dragon Age but she just wouldn’t listen to me until Dad got involved and let me play the video games without modern combat.” 

He chuckles a bit at the memory and how annoyed and frustrated he had been with his mother. Later realizing just how worried she had been for him. He smiles as he looks at her.