The peace that formerly reigned in Terra Nova has eroded, now little more than a memory. War ravages the continent. Disputes divide kingdoms; ideals divide families. The quest for power consumes absolutely and indiscriminately. None are immune to its allure.
Who will rise and who will fall? Only time—and ambition—will tell.
New gifted family of Lorendale added to the Families of Importance, the Decarlos!
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Othello had been wondering about, (what else is there to do?) exploring the palace and had found some very interesting sights and some were beautiful. Loren was pretty even from his palace view and the free bones of Othello ached for it since his arrest at Eldouir hands.
Today however he saw a face he didn't expect to see again sitting in his office, it made Othello whistle loudly before turning on the dime (his guard detail almost crashing into each other) and coming back to poke his head through the open door.
"Captain Tybalt you mussa be one tough fella to kill," Othello purred as he came to stand or lean on the frame of the open door with a wolf like smile on his face, "Welcome back."
Getting back to his duties at a time like this was no easy feat. The captain of the Royal Guard had only just staggered home from near death in Coheed to find himself faced with a kingdom who had just lost yet another governing head in the form of Majorlaine. Naturally, that meant panic and chaos which he was expected to sort out. He was spending much of his time running about. There were royals to protect, investigations to be lead and of course, he had to ensure that nobody tried to take advantage of the current situation to attempt a coup or to dispose of what remained of the Rainecourt family.
He'd been pausing in his office for a few seconds, just enough to scribble down a few instructions on a piece of paper to hand to his lieutenants. It was then that a voice greeted him in such a way that he was compelled to ground his teeth together.
His mother had told him about what had happened. It didn't sit particularly well with the man especially with what had happened to Nyx. Still, he forced himself to remain as civil as possible. "Have you nothing better to do than bother me? The woman who most likely spared your life has disappeared and taken your ring with her."
Post by Othello Allemeade on Jul 8, 2021 13:55:08 GMT -5
"Thanks to tha' one who spared me, she has quite literally given me nuffin' better to do than to 'bother you' my friend," the wolf smile slide from his face as he slunk into the office of lordy lord Tybalt, "And tha' brings up a big concern fer tha' bof' of us, means imma stuck in here wif you from day in n day out..., But it seems folks involved wif my story always seems to just...drop off tha' face of the world.."
Tybalt grumbled under his breath. He would quite liked to have been able to banish this man from his sight, sending him off to Cambria with a note tied around his neck explaining just what he'd done. He wasn't entirely sure if he was being threatened or not. On balance, he decided to treat Othello as if it was just a yapping dog that he was dealing with. "I'm sure you could find something useful to do if you put your mind to it." The man answered, shooting the man a warning glare. "Perhaps you could answer a few questions, seeing as you were charged with her safety after all."
Post by Othello Allemeade on Jul 13, 2021 14:00:08 GMT -5
"I dunno why yer so standoffish boyo I was cleared of bein' falsely o'ccused," Othello said in a tone that said he had been offended. He sank into a seat across from his friend, "If anyone should be tiffed is me! All I wanted to do was come home like an Allemeade but I has been shite afta'shite from me own family electrocutin' me, beaten on by some cherries, and then caged to collared."
He put his elbows on the edge of Tybalts desk resting his tattooed head in his hands, "I'll answer yer questions but first, we don't like each other'n I'm fine wif that but to help us both cap'in I want outta here.... Not jus' this palace arrest either.... I wanna go back to my ship and be out of this accursed kingdom fer good."
He sat back in the chair ready for whatever came his way.
Post by Tybalt Zane on Jul 14, 2021 1:49:48 GMT -5
Tybalt's upper lip curled just a little. He dearly wanted Othello out of his study. Already, he could feel his bracers beginning to vibrate, the threatening to envelop him. A few deeper breaths than usual attempted to ensure that he didn't allow himself to be ruled by his emotions. He didn't want to have to explain to Cassian just how he'd lost his temper. "There are a great many criminals walking among us who have been "cleared". You and I both know what you did, so don't even try and fool me, much less yourself. You've caused more than enough harm already."
He shot the gifted the coldest of glares as he rested on his desk. It was almost enough to make Tybalt was to scrub the wood clean. He would have banished the man from his sight were it not for his next words. Instead, the only way that he could think to respond to them was through laughter. "This is a joke, right? You think you can do as you please, act the way that you have and then our kingdom would just let you back onto a boat to go and plague others. That isn't our way!"
There was a steeliness behind the captain's eyes now, one that promised that if that was what Othello wanted, he was going to have to go through Tybalt Zane himself. The man would straighten himself as he next spoke. "You will stay here and serve our kingdom however you can. I don't care if it's shoveling horse muck in the streets but you will pay for what you have done!"
Post by Othello Allemeade on Jul 14, 2021 7:47:51 GMT -5
Othello felt that familiar flicker of hate suddenly burning but he didn't rise to meet it as he once would have, these peasants had him at one disadvantage, instead he grinned. Not a friendly grin nor one that gave the falsehood of pleasantries but a malicious grin. He stood from his chair, "Fair enough capin' but you'll all see," he turned to walk away but stopped to cast a glance over his shoulder, "Yer mum made a juicy offer 'nd it still stands if yer so bent to rid the world of me capin'....trial by combat I reckon it was...you and me...you find tha' key to this collar and let it be a fair fight. We can seddle this by tha' end of Aestas."
Othello was smiling and his face was nothing short of serious.
Post by Tybalt Zane on Jul 15, 2021 1:18:27 GMT -5
At this point, Tybalt had absolutely not expectations as far as respect was concerned coming from this man. Given his character, the captain was far from convinced that he would have wanted it anyhow. So he didn't react when the brute brought up his mother. If anything, it only inclined him towards informing his parent about this discussion and letting her sort things out afterwards. That should have only left him with the granted unenviable task of cleaning up the resulting mess afterwards. Instead, as Othello made his suggestion, the older man found a smile coming to his face. "Oh, I'm more than willing to oblige you."
Perhaps Othello might have questioned that, Tybalt was more than confident that if he was careful, he could win the fight.
The ring however, was a more pressing matter. "You're absolutely certain that the regent had the ring on her when she disappeared?"
Post by Othello Allemeade on Jul 16, 2021 18:27:04 GMT -5
Othello wondered and recalled the occasional observation of the item Tybalt was asking about, "I only seen't it once or twice, she pulled it out of'a very fancy jewelry box tha' sat on her desk," Othe crossed his arms looking around the captains office smirking, "Are ya confident in yer job Tibbie?"
He only asked because Lorendale had a terrible track record of royals staying alive.
Post by Tybalt Zane on Jul 17, 2021 1:13:55 GMT -5
Tybalt only shot Othello a single warning glare but didn't reply. He honestly wasn't too sure when it was that Cassian and his witches had spirited Majorlaine away. Sometime throughout the night he assumed. Whether or not she'd had the time to remove her ring he couldn't say. Reluctantly, the man was going to admit that if she'd had it on her when she was taken, they were going to be unlikely to get it back. Not unless the king of Nevermere could think of some way to magic it back and make it appear as if she'd merely dropped it. "Lets see about your ring, shall we?" The captain would set off for Majorlaine's quarters, not particularly caring if Othello followed.
The room was being treated as a crime scene. Once they reached the door, two guards would block Othello's access if he tried to enter inside as well.
Post by Othello Allemeade on Jul 20, 2021 15:00:10 GMT -5
Othello did follow and was just as cocky with his walk as he was with his talk, he intentionally matched the captains pace fast or slow he walked beside the man as if he were an equal. However when he was kept from entering the missing regents quarters the blonde found himself denied, he paced the small space with vigorous anger but he still let it be known he was just outside.
Shouting over the guards, "Don't keep us in suspense Tibbies!"
Post by Tybalt Zane on Jul 21, 2021 2:06:50 GMT -5
Tybalt entered into the room. He would search all of the most locations first: jewelry boxes, bedside tables and drawers... All the time, he and another one of the guards at the entrance would keep a close eye on Othello. Should the man make for any particular part of the room or otherwise seem to pick anything else up, they would stop him from doing so. There was no way that the Allemeade was going to gain possession of his own ring. Not whilst Tybalt still drew breath.
After a few minutes searching however, they would find nothing. "She must have had it on her." The captain declared. Somewhat problematic but not exactly a complete and utter disaster.
Post by Tybalt Zane on Jul 23, 2021 1:05:36 GMT -5
If Tybalt was not to pleased about the situation it was solely because they were going to have to come up with something to explain its sudden reappearance. Because the captain had no doubt, they were most definitely going to need the ring back if they wanted even the faintest chance of being able to keep Othello under any real form of control, even an illusionary one. That would have been irritating enough if it weren't for the seeming nonchalance with which the gifted brushed the issue off.
Of course, Tybalt knew that it wasn't as much of an issue as it might otherwise have been but Othello certainly couldn't have been privy to such information. "You would do much better worrying about just where your ring is now and who could have managed to get their hands on it."
Post by Othello Allemeade on Jul 23, 2021 22:58:26 GMT -5
"Yer fuckin' lot slapped'dit on me Tibbies! Took away who I am man!" Othe suddenly stopped when he was well on his way to leaving and rounded back to face the captain. He was serious now, "You find it mate, but I'll be honest I don't got much faith in'ya findin shite because how many royals have died or disappeared under yer watch?"
He mocked counting, "Imma afraid I'll lose count soon! Afraid someone has it aintcha? Might be someone who fucks around and finds out, hmm?"