The RP

[LuciasFalkner]

Adminius glared at the guard before turning and storming away in a different direction, angrily muttering something about worthless, undependable guards.

[sunter]

Charlotte let out a breath that she didn't realize she was holding. "You're good at thinking on your feet. Alexander right? You'd make an excellent captain." She watched Adminius charge off. "Uh, Sam, if you would." She nodded after him.
"Thank you ma'am. Uh, I feel I should inform you. There was a rumor that a woman claiming to be the princess and two other men had been-"
She held up her hand. "Apprehended in a bar altercation. I'll be dealing with the problem personally." She walked in the direction of the jail.
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Moments later, and ice chill ran through the building and down to the cells. "Can I help you ma'am?" There was a pause before the sliding of a chair was heard. "Uh excuse me but you can't just in there." The door opened slowly, letting demonic intent wash over everybody in the block. Charlotte dtood there, her arms crossed and a look that could kill. Probably.

[Nobody]

Ezra shrank back against the wall, stifling a high pitched squeal. "Gods have mercy on our souls."

[canas]

The guard struggled to look over, still stuck, and saw her in the doorway. ''Ma'am, you cant just...'' he began to say reflexively, and then realized now probably wasnt the best time to be ma'aming someone with that expression. He cleared his throat. ''Can i help you?''

Cultus glared down at the man. ''Dont be such a spineless kissass.'' He muttered under his breath.

[sunter]

"I'm here to retrieve two idiots and a princess. Though I suppose, Cultus, if you can't muster a little gratitude, a binding spell and a locked cell might do you some good."

[LuciasFalkner]

"I can tie him to the wall using my vibes. That wouldnt be too hard. And I'd rather like seeing both of these buffoons stuck in her for a while yet."

[canas]

''I'd like to see you try.'' He saaid with as much snark in his tone as was possible. He cut a rune into the vines with his fingernail, and they rotted, decaying entirely.

[LuciasFalkner]

Immediately, another set of vines shot up out of the ground and bound him tight enough that he couldn't move at all.

[Nobody]

Ezra sat against the wall, feeling like a child caught between two angry giants and worse, Charlotte.

[sunter]

The two were so embroiled in their quarrel that thyey hadn't noticed the guard had left the room, Ezra cowering against the wall, or the frost crawling across the ground. "Are you two done yet?"

[LuciasFalkner]

Aoife turned to Charlotte and pressed up against the bars. "Oh thank the Gods! These... Idiots started a bar brawl, ruined my hair, my favorite dress, and now those foolish guards refused to listen to me when I told them who I was!" Once her rant finished, she remembered everything. "Wait, where's Adminius? And... You do have my pendant... Right?"

[canas]

The vines rotted once more, and he spat out another crumpled, deformed rune token. He shouldered past the broken bars, and stomped his way up the stairs. The guard at the top started to protest, and a loud screech was heard, followed by a rattling clang as his armor was thrown down the stairs, literally crumpled in a ball. A smouldering wooden piece followed it.

[sunter]

"I imagine Adminius is either passed out or a raging inferno. Either way, he's back your rooms with your pendant. I suppose I'm partially to blame for this mess." She rubbed her temple, brushing suddenly remembering the marks in her mask. "Leaving you with these two was poor judgement and," she took a sniff. "You uh.... You smell like wine." She let Cultus move get as far as the door before she turned. "Where do you think you're going? I'm not finished."

[canas]

''I dont care if youre through with me. I'm not Ezra. I dont need you to be through with me.'' He picked up his sword, kicked open the door - or rather, kicked the door into rubble on his third try - and walked out.

[sunter]

"No. You're not Ezra." She turned back to said person. "Would you care to explain to me why you what could've provoked you into a bar fight? Depending on your answer, I may let you off easy."