Undead Camp 13/02

Elizabeth calls for the Warband to gather after the coronation of the Summer Lord.
Her voice is soft as she speaks,

"Undead; Vampires, Lycans, Dark Elves, My Brothers. I have words for you, some may be interested to hear, others may not, but please hear me out. "
Elizabeth beckons Kertana to come to her, and he does so.
"My fledgling, a former Knight of the Order, propose to you this, a small band of us brothers for a small heavily armoured and trained squadron. This will be the rise of the Knights of the Black Rose."
"The Knights will protect our fellows in battle, and fight for justice and truth for our comrades. For too long now we have been backstabbed and betrayed by our allies, justice for us, my undead brothers must prevail. Let us resurrect the old ways of The Black Rose and wear our dark tabards proud, what say you Undead, who shall join the Knights of The Black Rose?"


out of character, Knights of the Black Rose is the Formal name for the Reapers, Reapers will be the more Commonly used name, especially on midnight raids and such, in formal situations and for title purposes characters may use either "Knight of the Black Rose" or "Reaper". The Knights of the Black Rose ties is in honour of the founders of The Undead of the Black Rose. (less the confusion, whilst raising complexity hehehe)

Sitting against the wall, bound by her hands, and leashed by her throat, Savi'en looked towards her master, who nodded. Cleared her throat softly, before speaking up.

"I know it is not my place to offer, nor is it my place to even step out of eyesight of members, due to fears of me running. But if you are needing fellow members to help out with your ventures, I proclaim my self as worthy. I may not be much at the moment, but I can prove myself with a blade."

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Elizabeth looks towards Kertana, who looks at Savi'en and nods.
"Take up a training blade, and prove yourself then."
Elizabeth throws a small wooden bastard sword at Savi'en, and passes one to her Fledgling.
"If you would be so kind, Kertana, see if you find this slave worthy to be lead."

She leans in to Kertana takes his hand and whispers "She is a tough human, and I have seen evidence of it left on her body, but be gentle as you can, you have not yet become accustomed to your new-found strength."
Kertana bows towards Elizabeth and takes to the circle that has formed around Savi'en.

"This is a three strike battle, fight honourably counting your blows, I might remind you it is better to be honourable and dead, than deceitful and alive."

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Harbinger look Savi'enLeain in the eye. He could see that her eyes carried a cold chill, she would make a fine addition to the Reapers. First test is to gauge there courage. I advanced quickly and flicked my sword from my centered stance and as expected she gave no ground and parried it with skill i wasn't expecting i had to leap backwards to avoid contact. I would have to be careful her cold gaze made it hard to determine her skill and her next move.

I decided to flurry and end this quickly, with precision timing i feign strike to her left causing her to strike as expected i followed through with a quick step back and a strike to her sword arm that had been exposed. I stepped forward applying pressure it was easy now i flurried left, right stab followed by another left. Savi'enLeain was skillful and managed to block a few and dodge the stab but was overcome by the ferocity of the attack.

I bowed, "You are worthy i will train you and supply armor when your worth has improved. You are very skillful and i can see great promise in your future, its a shame you are only human. I cant hold it against you as i to was once human alas i have other duties but we shall meet again" I bowed and looked over towards Elizabeth de Lancret.

"Elizabeth my dear, I love this new found strength i am faster and stronger then ever before. I am still getting used to this powerful feeling but also i feel my body starting to feel drained i think i need a top up tell me dear what do you suggest and do you admire my fighting?

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"your body feels drained, because it is dying, do not be afraid, it is natural for all things to die, in years your face will stay the same, your heart cease to beat and all will be fixed in time, as I have been for the past fifty years."
Elizabeth smiles at Kertana and pats his head. "You fight so much swifter than you ever did in life, but do not rely on your vampiric power, as it can corrupt even the purest of minds."
Elizabeth turns around and Calls her master to her "Harkan my dearest Master, bring me my elixir, my fledgling has started the transformation in it's entirety."

Elizabeth turns to Savi'en, "Now Savi'en you are a Reaper of the Black Rose, you must train hard, with honour and follow the words of Kertana, your Teacher like that of your master, wear the uniform of Black Rose with pride and fight Valiantly for the Undead. Do you swear to be thus pledged to the Teachings of Kertana dar Harbinger and us the Undead of the Black Rose?"

Savi'en nods and Elizabeth hands her a Tabard of the Black Rose. "Wear this with pride young human."

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Harkan came back with the elixir and gave it to Elizabeth with a soft kiss on the forehead and a whisper to her ear which i couldn't make out. Elizabeth then approached me, "Here be strong again my fledgling. Feel the power course through your veins again."

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Elizabeth looks kindly at her fledgling, "The key to all power is rest, that was the elixir I was given to fight the curse as a newborn Vampire. In those days I wept, screamed and cried at the beauty of my new found perspective, my undead eyes could see further, I could hear the chorus of the night humming in my ears, taste all the colours of blood in the air I breathed, through the suffering of my transformation I found comfort and solace in these things, things a human could never see think or feel, I felt grateful for my eighteen years as a Human. I have been asleep for fifty years now, and have only just arisen, I dare say your sleep will be considerably shorter. Your birth has run considerably smoother than mine, my dear, but I bid you take your leave and rest."
Elizabeth and Harkan lead Kertana, away to a coffin, where he drinks the elixir and falls asleep, she lays him down and closes the coffin over him.

Retuning to the group Elizabeth turns to Harkan and smiles, "He reminds me of Anton, my youngest brother."

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"Anton he was the leader of the place guards right?", Harkan frowns. "No that wasn't right he acted like he was. A gifted leader and swordsman, but he seemed to be jealous of your eldest brothers. He would of been a fine man to get to know If he wasn't always cuddling up to what ever power he had. He made sure he was courteous to me only because I was a son of a Duke. He was a boy wanting to be a man.", Harkan finishes." Anyway my dear. How do you find your fledgling much better then your dolls, right??" Harkan says.

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"You met Anton in a very dark stage of his life, he had lost his child, his wife and his favourite sister stood in prison awaiting execution. He had become frustrated with his position, and was clinging to my Mother, and his Father to save himself from my fate. He was the next accused of murdering his family, after myself. As you know, from my blood's memory we are both innocent. I told him to accuse me, to save himself, I denied my innocence to save my brother."
Elizabeth looks back at Harkan and continues to speak.
"My Kertana reminds me of Anton for two reasons, his eagerness for acceptance, love and approval, which I read in his blood, from his parents he sought these things he was denied these in favour of his elder brothers, much the same as Anton; also he is very eager and skilled with a sword, much the same as my dear brother."
Harkan nods and leads Elizabeth to the fire, he sits and pulls her onto his lap where she rests against his shoulder.
"Elizabeth, my dear, have you forgotten my other question? Do you like your fledgling better than your dolls?"
Elizabeth smiles at Harkan, and answers softly,
"Do you belive in reincarnation Harkan? In Amiens we do, as you may not have heard Anton passed away during my slumber, my fledgling born not long after his death carries his soul. The soul of my dearest brother. I saw it in the blood and I couldn't let him die like the others. We have met again in this plain between life and death and here I can protect him once again. I could not let The Order burn him at the stake, nor fight him in battle. He means far more to me than all of the dolls I have ever had combined."
Elizabeth embraces her Master contently and softly sings the Amiensienne Lullaby for the first time in fifty years.

"Fais dodo, Anton mon p'tit frère
Fais dodo, t'auras du lolo
Maman est en haut
Qui fait des gâteaux
Papa est en bas
Qui fait du chocolat
Fait dodo Anton mon p'tit frère
Fait dodo, t'auras du lolo."

Harkan holds Elizabeth as she falls asleep in his arms.

[OOC: Translation for the lullaby:
Go to sleep, Anton my little brother
Go to sleep, you will have your milk
Mommy is upstairs
Making some cakes
Daddy is downstairs
Making hot cocoa
Go to sleep, Anotn my little brother
Go to sleep, you will have your milk.

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Harkan holds Elizabeth closer. "Well this makes for an interesting study", Harkan says with a smile.

Harkan looks up as he see most of the warband move towards the fire. He spots Savi'en "Congratulations Savi'en, I think. I am not quite sure what Elizabeth and her fledging are up too, but it should be good for the Undead." Harkan says.

He turns to look into the fire wondering if what Elizabeth said about reincarnation.

Falling back to her seat beside her master, Savi'en nodded once, acknowledging her new role as one of the revered knights. In her silent place, she fiddled with her collar, the uncomfortable leather cutting her fair flesh slightly. It was her fourth day tethered, and her seventh without a decent meal, or any form of outside light.