Three Kingdoms Role-Play

[Attn: Kilika]

Brandt was walking down the street, rubbing his hands which were beginning to feel a bit numb, when he heard a voice. The voice clearly rang in the silent city, and he immediately recognized it. It was the voice of the woman he was looking for. “Kilika.” He looked in the direction of the voice and jogged down the street she was on. “There you are.” He said with a smile. “I was just starting to look for you.”

He looked around the area where Kilika had been. There were few people out and about which made him wonder what she had been up to, but for now, he decided to let it be. "So where are you headed at this time of night?"

[ATTN: Kameron]

Sirrah nodded. "I'm sorry. I had to make sure. I had one nobleman who hitched a ride once and tried to order my men around." She smirked at the memory. She hadn't dropped him overboard, but she had been sure to drop him at a port far from his destination. "Very well. I was about to head back to my ship now. If you like, I can show you the way there."

[ATTN: Kameron]

"Good!" she said, and Sirrah gave a small smile. It was about time she checked to make sure her ship was still okay. She knew Aaron was a good man, but she couldn't help but be possessive when it came to the Leanne.

"Then the port would be..." She looked around quickly, examining the streets. She was facing south right now, and so the Leanne would be east and north of here. "This way," she said, starting off quickly down the street. "I'd guess it's about ten minute away from here," she said.

[ATTN: Brandt]

"Oh, I was just out for a walk," Kilika replied. "I find the cold weather refreshing."

She shivered, and for the first time realized how cold she actually was. She had made sure to wear a heavy coat and gloves, but the cold still bit at her. She put her hands in her armpits to warm them up.

"I suppose we should go somewhere warm."

Witack pondered the question she had asked and quickly gave an answer which he thought was satisfactory.

'You cannot harm me, even if I be a married man because I invite you as my guest into my home. I allow you to live within my home as my guest and hope you accept my invitation. Do not worry for you cannot harm me.'

His words seemed like riddles as he said them and all they seemed to do was echo the same point that she would not be intruding on anything. For me to love her, I would need assurances of fidelity and of love, much of which I have bestowed on my wives already and much as I would want to, I cannot leave them.

'You are proud, Lady Frica, but your pride will not be wounded by accepting my invitation.' He concluded.

Witack

Frica smiled. His words seemed much to like a riddle to her. The words sounded truthful to her ears but she also felt they were hollow in a sense as well. She hoped that if he was married he would not fall for her.

"I refuse to mess up your marriage sir. It is against my policy to do so. Not so much as on my pride but for you as well and what you have in your life. Your wife may not like the thought of another woman in your house Witack. If it was just as simple I would say yes. However I think if you are married then maybe you should talk to her first about it." she said.

Frica would not intrude on him and his wife if she did not want her to. Breaking a family apart was not on her list to do any time soon.

Frica


Witack understood the principles by which she stood and he knew that it would take much more to convince her. So he did one thing that would conclude the issue altogether. He spoke softly and slowly.

'Seeing another woman in my home does not surprise my wife nor does she envy from it. But if you must follow your policy then the invitation stands unless you change your mind. I have business to attend to where I must get my money and I only ask if you will accompany me further before I must take you home.'

The faces of Witack's wives appeared in his minds and he realizes the difficulty in falling for another. If he must fall for someone else, he can divorce one of his wives to take her place or open himself to such an affair where he must live two lives.

'Despite your policies, to fall for you would put all else that makes up my life into question. I would quickly become a figure of doubt.'

Witack

Frica smiled as she nodded. Obviously other women in his home was a normal occasion if his wife felt so. However this time his words rang with understanding and knowings.

"This I can understand Witack. I will accompany you if that is what you wish. I thank you for telling me." she said.

The early dawn rays were just beginning to show. Winter was a beautiful season but a deadly one as well. She knew the suns light wouldn't last long among them as the winter snow would move in. She turned to face Witack.

"To know is to understand sir. That is why I question. I only want the truth. If you will have me then I would think of staying with you."

Frica

Witack smiled to her while she turned and spoke to him. He looked at her and now, was able to completely identify her face. She was a young and beautiful dancer, to which he held no doubt.

'I requested your company, so it is more proper if I say, you can accompany me for as long as you wish, Lady Frica. But with dawn, both of us would need to return to our solaces.'

He regarded her with as much respect as she held for him. But another issue did remain in his mind. While the event of him falling for her had reached a compromise; when she falls for him, that is also what must be resolved. But he felt that this address of the issue must come later.

'There is not a day which goes by when my home does not have enough occupied rooms that will keep you in your loneliness. Whenever you wish, there will be room for you here.'

[Attn: Kilika, Mica]

“Ah, I agree. It is a nice night to be out.” He replied with a smile. Brandt watched as Kilika began to shiver and tried to find ways to warm herself up. She was dressed warmly enough, but it was winter after all. Without saying anything, he grabbed her hands and started to rub them for a few minutes until some heat had returned to her hands. “We should find some place nearby that is open. You look like you’ve been out here for too long.” He stated, concern evident in his voice. Brandt then let go of her hands and started removing his outer coat before holding it out for her. “Take this for now.” He still had his nice robes on which would keep him warm for a short amount of time.

After Kilika had his outer coat, he began to lead her down another small, dirty street in the city. This street was also dimly lit with almost no people around. Little did he realize that someone was nearing in on their location, looking for them.

[ATTN: Brandt, Mica]

"Th-thanks," Kilika stuttered as she shivered. She put on Brandt's coat and followed him as he walked. She began to find herself wondering if this is how the rat felt as it froze to death; a thick coat on and still cold to the bone.

As she walked along, she noticed another person was out walking too, but didn't pay them any mind.

[ATTN: Kameron]

Sirrah continued to lead the way, even though Kameron probably knew the city better than she did. She kept up a quick pace, and soon the two were within sight of the port. Sirrah squinted, gazing past the few other boats docked and finding the Leanne in an instant. It helped that she was one of the biggest ships in dock, and she could just barely see Aaron and his men scuttling about around her.

"There she is," she said, stopping and pointing the ship out to Kameron. "That's the Leanne. Can't miss her."

[ATTN: Kameron]

Sirrah couldn't help but swell with pride at his approval. She hid her feelings, though, keeping her face impassive. "We leave at sunrise, at the earliest," Sirrah said. "It might take longer to finish restocking the ship. But if I were you, I'd be here at sunrise. You can always sleep onboard."

She held out her hand to him. "I look forward to sailing with you, then," she said.

Witack

Frica smiled as she listened to him. "I understand sir. I will think on it and give you an answer at some point today or tomorrow. However I must take my leave. It is dawn and I am very tired from the night dancing and walking with you. You have made me very happy sir with your presence. I hope to see you soon?" she asked lightly

Frica

Witack nodded and smiled once more to her. There was a charismatic undercurrent in her words and that would pull him along through the conversation. But as he heard her departing words, his mind was understanding yet sorrowful that she could not accompany him any longer. But in the corner of his mind, his business outside of his home remained there to remind him of his task.

Dawn was slowly creeping over the horizon and with it, winds which she will not e able to cope with while she remained outdoors and in her dress. Nor would he if he did the same. During a time like this, even it will be business as usual. There is money to be made for the monarchy and the realm which Witack must call into question.

'I understand that in your work, energy is needed to perform. But in mine, I have much energy to spare as my work does not require me to entertain crowds for long periods of time. But before I must leave you, I hope you will allow me to do you a service of escorting you home while I have escorted you thus far.'

He spoke and attempted to spend what time he had with her in escorting her home because a night like this would not leave the streets in a safe condition and although, she may dance beautifully, she still is seemingly frail.

Witack

Frica continued to hold his arm in her own. "I would greatly appreciate it Witack. You are a thoughtful person. Please it is not far from here. " she said.

As they walked along the town street's with dawns early rays upon them Frica could not help but think of how nice it was. Even if the winds and clouds were returning to them. Snow would be soon upon them again. She sighed lightly.

"Yes Witack. I will be performing again this evening at a tavern in town. You are more then welcome to come." She said smiling still.

[Attn: Kilika, Mica]

Brandt led the way until he heard the woman that they were passing speak to them. Out of habit, he quickly moved into a protective position in front of Kilika. But after seeing the woman warmly smile, he eased up slightly. He was still prepared for anything, but the woman appeared to have no intentions to harm. “Yes, that is us.” He looked back at Kilika, confusion showing on his face. He wondered if she was as lost as he was. “We can always make the time. But before we agree, who are you?”

[ATTN: Brandt, Mica]

Kilika was surprised when the random person said her's and Brandt's names. She stopped walking and looked at them as Brandt did his usual protective thing. Kilika smiled back at the woman, though inside she was still weirded out.

"Uh, have we met before?" she asked.

{Attn: Azure, open}

Scarlet sat outside her home in the early morning quiet, taking this brief moment before her sister woke up to be alone with her thoughts. She wished again that she had a normal life. She would give anything to be a normal, boring person, invisible in a crowd. With a sigh, she accepted, as she did every morning, that this was her life and there was nothing she could do about it. She pulled the crimson blanket closer around her shoulders to ward off the chill. Though Azure was usually the one that got lost in her fantasies, Scarlet was not without an imagination. She indulged in her regular morning fantasy.

Scarlet was walking in a large city, people filled the streets, jostling in their hurry to get wherever they were going. Scarlet was shoved back and forth with the crowd, but she was smiling. What Scarlet loved about this dream was that no one was staring at her. No one even looked at her.

Smiling, Scarlet took a deep, chilling breath and waited for her sister to wake for the day. They normally avoided the villages nearby, or more, Scarlet avoided them. She told herself she didn't take her sister around people for her own protection, but she also admitted that she didn't like that people stared at her and her sister. Azure tended to get lost in her own world and didn't always realize what was going on around her. But today, they had to go to the village to get supplies and food. Scarlet's normal procedure for shopping days was to get in and get out quickly, with as little attention as possible. She hoped that Azure would go along with that today.