Bayde slipped into darkness off and on. The last time he did, he had swallowed hard; or what felt like he had swallowed hard. His eyes were closed. Still. Even he was wondering if he was breathing… He was so still. Every piece of his body was weighted, and he laid there in excruciating pain across the rubble. Suddenly, he felt his body moving, but he couldn’t do anything in response. Perhaps he just thought he was moving. He couldn’t see. He could barely feel. He couldn’t even really hear, but he sensed….Oh yes… She was there. He even inhaled the soft smell of her as his mind unwillingly floated off to memories prior.
The Humans and the Trolls were at war. Something that should’ve been a simple misunderstanding escalated into full blown war. Bayde was the commander of the Human forces, and had traveled to see the elvish King to seek his support. The King was an honorable man, and owed Bayde for aid that the Humans had given him in the past. That’s when he met Ori’Ziya, the King’s youngest daughter. She was the General of her father’s army, so Bayde naturally had immediate admiration for her. The fact that she was beauty wrapped in armor may have been a small factor as well. She had an air of self-respect about her too. The kind that made men stand taller when she was around. Bayde had overheard her opinion of not meddling in with Human affairs – especially with such high stakes, but she honored her father with obedience. Bayde proved to her that Humans were not so bad though whenever they worked together. On the battlefield, they both proved effortlessly and countlessly that they could depend on one another, which in turn, resulted in trust and closeness.
One day, Bayde sent word for Ori’Ziya to meet him in a stone clearing a few miles outside of the elven city. He paced inside of an old wooden gazebo until she arrived. She walked up and stopped short of the structure, just looking at him. His eyes took all of her in, shaking his head to himself for a moment, as he reminded himself of his grim reality.
That very morning, he was the target for an assassin who had slipped poison into his drink. He hadn’t drank much, but he knew immediately something was inside of his body because of the drink. His throat had tightened and he knew, but it would come and go… Fade in and out softly. To him, that only meant it would be slow acting. He didn’t have much time left then if the plan he had just come up with was going to work, leaving immediately to call for Ori’Ziya.
“Bayde?” Ori’Ziya asked as she appraoched. “What’s wrong? What’s the matter?” He could hear her voice rise, expressing an alarm that she was trying to hide.
He stayed silent a moment, but reached for her hand with his armored glove. He allowed himself the luxury of taking her in with his gaze, his nose inhaling her scent, as a small smile played the corner of his lips as he often gave her. He even played off a painful wince as part of his smile. He didn’t want her to remember him weak.
Taking a deep breath, he informed her, “I’m leading a group of my men along to a mountain path to the West. It’s risky, but if we can traverse the path we’ll be able to flank the trolls and gain a huge advantage.” Bayde spoke calmly, watching her face intently. “It will bring a quick end to the war, Ori’Ziya.”
“That mountain is dangerous! No one has been able to go that way since the rock slide a few years ago.”
“Which is what makes this plan so good. They will not be expecting us from that direction.” He couldn’t hold back anymore, bringing up his hand beside her cheek to calm her as best he could. He saw her eyes were wet, and he pleaded her with his own, to be strong. He knew she understood the benefits, let alone the risks of being a soldier. Peace for the land was the most important.
Ori’Ziya watched him for a little bit before she nodded. “Those trolls will never know what hit them.”
Bayde lingered as long as he could, until he felt like he wouldn’t be able to hide his feelings and physical pain any longer. He looked down at her hand holding onto his metal glove, lifting it to his lips, and kissed her. He let go quickly, or he may not have at all. Descending the steps on the gazebo, he mounted his horse, looking back at her as he slapped the horse’s hind leg to take off.
Bayde organized his troops and implemented his plan. When the time was right, his army hit the Trolls until they retreated, but not until the back end of the army took a heavy loss, losing some of their higher ranks in the process. His men were celebrating back at their camp, but Bayde had wandered off to some ruins to get away.
He was feeling weaker and weaker. Stumbling, he worked hard to get to at least a clearing in the rubble. Once he reached the top of the hill, his entire body was numb from the pain, but his right arm lifted towards a crow coming at him in slow motion like it held a message. Bayde stared at the bird intently….. Hearing nothing. Feeling nothing. All he heard was his heart beating. Then, in front of the stairs he wavered, his eyes focusing on the bird landing on the tip of his metal-clad hand. His body began to move like a flag moving in the breeze. His head slowly looked down…. and from the top of his body to the bottom, he collapsed, no longer feeling… His body had gone completely numb, and a deafening silence filled his ears.
In and out of consciousness, he heard the rubble being moved… Like it was being stepped on… His body was moved and he knew he was laying against something much softer than rocks. It was her. He knew immediately and suddenly he could hear again. He didn’t hear around him, but he heard his heart beating again. He was listening to the sound of his heartbeat when he felt his cheek wet…. His cheek was wet? He felt his cheek wet. What was happening? If he could just see her….
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BRODERICK is wearing:
Hair: [monso] My Hair – Matthew /Black
Blood on Face: Corvus: Murder Face Tattoo
Collar: Gabriel – ::GB::Armour Gorget Collar 3. Gold (gacha) @ Fantasy Gacha Carnival
Belt: Gabriel – ::GB::Gladiator Belt Black (gacha) 4. RARE @ Fantasy Gacha Carnival
Boots: Gabriel – ::GB::Gladiator Boots 10. Black (gacha) @ Fantasy Gacha Carnival
Pants: Gabriel – ::GB::Gladiator Pants (Slink) 9. Gold (gacha) @ Fantasy Gacha Carnival
Gloves: Noble Creations – [NC] – L of W Bracers – Berserk Iron scales
Helmet: Noble Creations – [NC] – War Helmet – RED
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RYANNA is wearing:
Outfit: =Zenith= Berserker ( Breastplate/ Gloves/ Long boots/ shorts with belt/ shoulders ) @ Fantasy Gacha Carnival
Hair: *ARGRACE* HARUKA – Vanilla
Noble Creations – [NC] – War Ground Standard
Noble Creations – [NC] – Classic Fountain
Noble Creations – [NC] – Fantasy Liana Brown
MOoH! Wood gazebo Mossy (gacha) RARE @ The Clubhouse Gacha
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