Demon Kingdom RP [Open!!]

(Of course! Chrysa needs a friend. Elide could be her second in command.)

( Sounds good! Would Elide just be in the camps since I need to put her somewhere?)

(Sure.)

Arya Snarles to herself, panting with her sword at her side

Elide walked through the mess of tents, a mischievous grin plastered on her face as she twirled a knife on her fingertip. No one spoke to her. Such a shame. I could use some more friends. . . As she continued to walk, she caught people whispering to one another as she passed. It was always about her time as the monarchy's "pet."' Her deep blue eyes darkened as she watched them.

(Are Elide and Chrysa in the same camp?)

( Probably. )

Chrysa spotted Elide and motioned for her to come over.

Elide grinned and jogged over to Chrysa, her eyes shifting to an electric blue. As she neared her friend, a cold feeling crept up her back. Someone was here.

"You feel it too?" She questioned Elide glancing up at her.

Elide nodded, her gaze wandering the trees near the camp. She furrowed her brow slightly in thought. "Should we check?" She asked after a long pause.

Mira nodded also. "Yeah." She looked out from their somewhat bad hiding spot towards the half building half tent shelters. "Hmm."

"What is it?" Max asked, "What do you see?"

Mira stayed silent a moment. "Some of the rebellion are here. No bother." She looked to her brother. "Max, the tent right by us has good gold in it, I'll grab it and throw it to you. I'll do the signal first, then we'll move to the next tent. Sound okay?" She whispered, looking back to the camp.

Chrysa subtly shook her head, "No. Let them come to us. The Faye already have a hard enough time trusting us as it is. Let's not give them another reason not to."

"Ok," Max nodded.

Elide nodded in agreement, her arm shifting towards the dark metaled sword on her side. Her hand rested on the hilt as she looked around for any signs of movement.

Chrysa stood up and placed one hand on her sword, "If you see any hostile movement go for it."

Arya sits down heavily in the forest where she was training. She scratches her horns and looks around at the damage

Mira didn't move as her body faded away into the shadows again. She moved towards the first tent, the shadows around her rippling near invisibly like a wave.

Azrail shoots into the skies, soaring above villages, camps, forests. He was angry, he needed to kill something. Fight something. He needed bloodshed.

Elide's eyes flitted towards the ripple of movement in the air near one of the tents. She nudged Chrysa and pointed to it.

Max waited for Mira, listening for anyone that may find her or himself.

Chrysa spotted a small movement. She said nothing other than a slight nod of the head towards it. She wasn't sure if it was caused by the wind or the intruders.

The shadows went still as Mira had disappeared inside of the tent, staying as a shadow for a few moments.

Mira didn't move as her body faded away into the shadows again. She moved towards the first tent, the shadows around her rippling near invisibly like a wave.

Arya perks up, hearing her little siblings nearby. She stands and runs toward the noise

Elide moved towards it, her gaze hard and piercing as she moved the fabric of the tent. A small growl escaped her as she slipped inside quietly.

Arya gallops up next to her little brother, "What's going on?! What are you doing here?!" SHe hisses under her breath (She's really protective over them)

Chrysa stayed outside watching the trees for more movement.

Mira heard her elder sister as she moved slowly towards a table holding bags of Septims and a few gems.

Max jumped slightly and touched Arya's face, "Arya? What are you doing here?" he whispered.

He lands in front of a lake, his eyes narrowed. He shakes his head, sitting on a rock. He draws his scythe and waves it through the water.