Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20170316230937/@comment-26210095-20170324112221

Faenor of the Silver Laurel wrote: Her quick survey of the terrain does not yield much hope for escape: on the east side of the road where they stand is a long and tall ridge, sheer and unclimbable. To the west is the coastal plain: easy pickings for men on horseback, even with magic.

The moment she surveys their abilities, though, her danger senses start clamoring like church-bells: not from Gaius, but from his companion, who appears to be just as powerful as the Paladin-candidate-level Artoria. Gaius narrows his eyes.

'Come now, viscountess. You really ought to return with me,' he says, and his fingers not-so-subtly grasp the long and ornate cavalry sword belted at his side. 'The Aurelia Academy, for one, would love to have you rejoin their ranks. Your parents want you back.' Artoira is quite surprised at Delyone's magical ability, but tries to remain collected and calm. "Thanks for your kind offer, but no. Thank you, sir, but we'll be on our way now."