urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:luciusoffire ~*~Cornwell once in its glory...~*~ Lucius 2005-03-09T05:38:47Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:luciusoffire:4051 2005-03-09T05:38:47Z 2005-03-09T05:38:47Z [Journals: Mark's Army]<br />[Filter: Public]<br /><br />We are burying the poor Pegasus Knights. Blessed Elimine protect their souls...<br /><br />A fog is rolling in. It worries me. Anything could hide in a fog if it is thick enough, including -- and <i>especially</i> -- our enemies. Flecks of blood stain my robes, leftover from the previous battle and a reminder of those Pegasus Knights. What if <i>we</i> were to be destroyed like that too? They could come from anywhere, and we would not be able to see a thing. It could be over so quickly, and not a one of us left standing...<br /><br />...No. I worry too much. That is why Lord Ra<s>ymond</s>ven always tells me. It is simply so easy to visualize that horror, that fear.<br /><br />There is, really, no reason to fear, is there? We have proven ourselves time and again. I have not fought long with the new members of our band, but I know Lady Lyndis and her legion well, and I know my own strength and Lord Raven's. <s>As long as my sickness does not return admist battle again...</s><br /><br />I only wish we could know what dangers await...! urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:luciusoffire:3838 2005-02-26T22:18:19Z 2005-02-26T22:20:54Z [Journals: Mark's Army]<br />[Filter: Public]<br /><br />Saint Elimine, thy servant begs of thee that thou acceptest these wandering souls into thy warm embrace, that they may rest in tranquility long deserved. Though their names be unknown, may their courage be spread in all the world. May they forever walk the halls of thy palace of light; tread the paths of thy garden of love. May their valour never be forgotten nor their hearts be lost.<br /><br />I beg of thee, Holy Lady, that thou givest them the justice they deserve, that their enemies would pay their debt of blood and pain as thou deems right. May their duties be fulfilled by those who come after, that their souls would be at peace.<br /><br />Mayst thou ever watch over these free souls and guide them to thy paradise.<br /><br />Amen urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:luciusoffire:3410 2005-02-18T04:50:41Z 2005-02-18T04:50:41Z [Mark's Army]<br />[Actions interactive, thoughts private]<br /><br />Oh, why? Blessed Saint Elimine, why, why, <i>why</i> must this old sickness come over me now, of all times...? I... No, I should not complain. Had it come earlier, I would not be alive now. Forgive me.<br /><br />...Though how much longer I would live remains to be seen...<br /><br />I close my eyes as I feel another wave of dizziness. Oh, this is not good... The pain from the shaman's attack made my sides throb, but that should be the least of my problems. So difficult... to breathe...<br /><br /><i>I will be strong, I will be strong, I will...</i> I repeat those words again and again in my head like a mantra.<br /><br />Sir Canas is still standing beside me; can he see my lips moving, forming the words, fighting against the darkness and nausea that threaten to take me?<br /><br />They appear as no more than blurs: Sir Canas, Sir Sain, Lady Florina...<br /><br />An image floats before me like a spectre... Hair, beautiful, crimson flame... Eyes...<br /><br /><i>I give my services to thee. From this day henceforth, thou art my Lord and Master. My life is at thine command, to do with as thou wouldst wish...</i><br /><br />The... ritual vow? The... code of conduct...? The... family...<br /><br />House Cornwell...<br /><br /><i>Lucius... Luc--</i><br /><br />No, can't... slip into dreams...<br /><br />((OOC: Sowie, was in a strange mood...? ^^; )) urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:luciusoffire:3197 2005-02-09T21:51:14Z 2005-02-09T21:51:14Z It finally looks as though the battle is starting -- but only starting -- to die down. The shamans are arriving in fewer numbers, thank Elimine, that we can handle them without taking so much damage to ourselves. But I am tiring, and I can see my companions slowing. A moment ago, Lady Lyndis was hurt, but, at least, the wound was not serious and she healed herself with a vulnerary.<br /><br />I step forward, chanting an incantation at the shaman in front of me, starting to work my way ahead. We need to get to their leader, and there is already Lady Lyndis and Sirs Canas, Erk, and Sain to guard Sir Fargus's ship.<br /><br />"Master Matthew, are you coming?" I ask softly after I have finished my incantation. I believe Lord Mark said something about the enemy leader having items that Master Mark could steal. I am... somewhat opposed to stealing, but, I... suppose whatever mystical items they have would serve us much better than they would them... When need presses, logic must rule above foolish wishes...<br /><br />As I make my way through to the enemy ship, I look into the sky for Lady Florina. If Sir Canas and Lady Hannah are right about the leader's tome -- and there is no reason they would not be -- then even my magic would not be of much use... urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:luciusoffire:3055 2005-02-04T04:09:59Z 2005-02-04T04:14:48Z [Mark's Army]<br /><br /> (OOC: Interactive post, but Lucius is <i>thinking</i> for the most part when he's waiting for the enemy to arrive. The thoughts should be assumed to be private, since he's <i>not</i> writing them down, and I <s>hope</s> think no one here can read minds. XD And, Mark, just to clarify... You told both the melee group <i>and</i> the mages group to go to the right ship. I'm assuming you actually mean for the mages to go to the left -- the shaman-filled ship? I'll write my post based on that assumption. Please correct me if I'm wrong. And Lucius volunteered to kill the boss. <s>Or I volunteered him, anyway. XD</s> And on a completely unrelated note, it's been a week since my Nino-post, but I doubt you guys want a little girl blabbering about flowers and kittens in the middle of all these battle-posts...? ^^;;; )<br /><br />"Ah...! Y-yes, Sir Mark!" I grab my tome of Lightning and run where our tactitian directed, hoping the other magic users catch up soon. If Sir Mark wishes for me to go first, then that must mean we will be facing Shamans, or... someone that uses the Elder Arts. I should be able to hold them for a while without aid, I think... hope... Or, at least, I am confident as long as they did not have Druids amongst them.<br /><br />I stand at the side of the ship, watching as the enemies drew closer. Yes, I can feel the dark energy. They are indeed Shamans. But what is in store for our other group? What is Lord Raymond facing?<br /><br />Oh, what if things go bad... Perhaps I should have spent more time conversing with Canas about Shamans... Perhaps I should have purchased more tomes... Perhaps I should have...<br /><br />Ah, this worrying is useless, as Lady Hannah said.<br /><br />I hope Lord Raymond is all right... If something should happen to him, I...<br /><br />No, no use worrying. It would distract me. I have to concentrate on the task at hand. Lady Priscilla would surely heal Milord should anything happen. She would not let him suffer anything grevious.<br /><br />We will be all right. We <i>must</i>... urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:luciusoffire:2649 2005-02-03T03:07:53Z 2005-02-03T03:07:53Z [Journals: Mark's Army]<br /><br />[Filter: Public]<br /><br />We have... found Lady Ninian today. I am truly surprised, though, perhaps I should not be. After all, I have met up with everyone from the previous year's "Lyn's Legions", save for Sir Wallace, Lady Ninian, and Master Nilus.<br /><br />...But wait, if... if Lady Ninian is here, then where <i>is</i> Master Nilus? The siblings were inseparatable, when I saw saw them. Has some ill fate befallen him?<br /><br />And what is this that Lady Hannah (OOC: I think Lucius's the only one who would call her "Lady"... ^^;;; ) said about evil ships? Will there be another battle?<br /><br />[Filter: Raven]<br /><br />What if I were to lose sight of Lord Raymond again? Or even worse, what if something were truly to happen to him...?<br /><br />Milord, may Saint Elimine protect you... urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:luciusoffire:2525 2005-01-28T02:56:10Z 2005-01-28T02:56:10Z [Filter: Mark's Army]<br /><br />I am quite glad that battle is over, though I cannot say I look forward to the Dread Isle. I have heard dark rumours about that place, about shadows that even the Light of Blessed Elimine cannot dispel. Yet, fear is always one's greatest enemy. I will not... let this fear overcome my senses. I... pray for our safety and success, and for that of Lord Pherae.<br /><br />On the other hand, I wonder where Lord Raym-- Lord Raven is. It has been some time since I have seen him, and, though I have faith in his abilities, I cannot help but worry. It will soon be time to leave, and yet, there is still no sign of him. What if something...<br /><br />...I will not give into the fear. I will not.<br /><br />He must be all right. Lord Mark would tell me, were something to have happened.<br /><br />...I hope... urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:luciusoffire:2256 2004-11-25T14:25:33Z 2004-11-25T14:25:33Z [Filter: Private]<br /><br />I am ashamed. I truly am. How long has it been since I have written in this journal? Not only have I possibly let down Mark by not using this gift he has given us, but I have probably caused myself unnecessary trouble by keeping everything inside for so long.<br /><br />I wonder how Lord Raymond is doing right now. I have not seen him since the start of this battle. Now that it is over, perhaps I could finally look for him. I hope he is not harmed...<br /><br />There is also the problem of the blood on my robes. I have traveled with Lady Lyndis's band before and fought alongside them, but never a battle so horribly destructive. I have no great liking for this violence, no taste for blood. These pirates are merely people, not the evil sorcerers of the Black Fang. I pray that their souls may rest in peace.<br /><br />Would my own ever find that peace...? What do I want in this world, but to follow milord Raymond? Where could I go, should he not take me along?<br /><br />I do not know. I hope I need never find out. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:luciusoffire:1811 2004-06-17T06:34:47Z 2004-06-17T06:34:47Z [Filter: Public]<br /><br />...It appears everything is being wrapped up. The whole battlefield is nearly silent. I still have seen no traces of Lord Raven, and I am starting to worry. But he would be all right... wouldn't he? He said so...<br /><br />Should I search for Lord Raven, I wonder? Or should I go back to the inn to deliver my accounts of the battle to Master Matthew as I said I would? Yes. Maybe that is what I will do. Anything to take my mind off of my lord and the danger he could be in...<br /><br />And I had better find Mark. It appears my Lightning is wearing low, as is probably many of my companions' weapons. I wonder if we even have any funds left...? Maybe this should wait until [i]after[/i] they fight in the arena... urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:luciusoffire:1678 2004-06-09T08:03:00Z 2004-06-09T08:03:00Z [Filter: Raven]<br /><br />The waves call to me; they calm my soul, sooth my agitation. Here, by the water, I may write, away from the troubles of my heart.<br /><br />The battle is almost over. I doubt I will be needed as of this moment. The situation seems fine. We suffered injuries, but we will be all right. For that, I am glad.<br /><br />I have given up looking for Lord Raymond for now. I believe I have heard that he is to go to the arena. I worry for him... but he is right. He is strong; he could take care of himself. My anxhieties (OOC: spelling?) would not make matters better. I cannot help while he is in the arena, nor can I heal when he exits. My precense would only distract him. It is better that I stay here, out of his way, but close enough to go to him should he ask for me. It is better that I stay here, by the ocean, where I can relax, even if just a little.<br /><br />The gulls are overhead now. Though they hold no majestic beauty, no glorious power, I am glad for their arrival. If they sense that it is time to return, it must be safe now. Yet... they stay away from the battle, from the sight of carnage. They stay away from me, from the blood-stained hem of my robe (OOC: DRESS! ^^'). An acolyte, tainted with blood and death... I wonder if anyone else sees the irony in that.<br /><br />Finally, I have found a clear space at a low fence, and I am now sitting there, watching the ocean. It stretches on and on and on, cerulean ocean meeting azure sky. How they blend, yet how they are apart! All in that line, in that hazy, barely-distinguishable line... Our horizon...<br /><br />Would this sea be awash in red? Would it be dyed crimson by the blood of our enemies... and our friends? I trust Mark to find us the best course of action... but what if we come to a point where it is impossible to go on without a sacrifice?<br /><br />It would not do to be so pessimistic, I know. There is always a way... right? Is that not what I was taught? If so, then let me a prayer offer up... A prayer for my lord's safety, a prayer for our success and victory. And, of course, the prayer that Erk has requested, though I find it most amusing. But perhaps some amusement is good. In grim times like this, we need the brightness, the cheer, the laughter. In such desperate times like this, we need hope more than ever before... Hope, and trust, and unity. (Do you not see now, Lord Raymond? Did I not make a valid argument aginst your case?)<br /><br />Though the battle would soon be completely over, I should not let down my guard like this. Simple carelessness and overconfidence has more than once cost a worthy life. I watch... I fight... I hope...<br /><br />...And I smile upon the light, dancing over the sapphire waves. I smile at every simple beauty... because we need to capture what happiness we could... Always... urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:luciusoffire:1346 2004-06-03T17:29:42Z 2004-06-03T17:29:42Z <b>[Filter: Raven]</b><br /><br />I have completed my task, as was assigned to me by our tactitian. I wish to help, but have been warned away from the fiercer enemies. I... do not like this weakness, this inability to act.<br /><br />Lady Lyndis has been injured, that much I could see. I do hope Lady Serra gets to her in time. Once again, I could do nothing. We both follow blessed St. Elimine, Serra and I... and yet, I wield no healing powers. I have chosen to use the magic of Light to fight, but so many times, when I see those wounded, I wish I could use staves to aid them. Would I ever be able to learn?<br /><br />Oh, Lord Raymond, where are you? Perhaps you are too far... I know you excel in the arts of the sword, but I cannot help but worry. Are you safe? Need you my help? urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:luciusoffire:1087 2004-06-03T02:27:40Z 2004-06-03T02:27:40Z <b>[Filter: Everyone]</b><br /><br />We are in the middle of a fierce battle at the Port of Badon. I have gained a brief respite to record down the events of this part of our journey. As per request of Master Matthew (OOC - AHA! Lucius should call them "Master" etc!), I will give my account of the battle, so that he does not feel too left out, having been kept from participating.<br /><br />...However, it appears that I have forgotten to inform him that I do not, in fact, know how to describe battles. However, "a deal is a deal", as he would say, and so I shall try my best.<br /><br />From where I now stand, I see Lady Lyndis, getting ready to fight the Black Fang Damian. I see Lady Serra, searching (...somewhat...) for people to heal. I see Master Erk, injured but... hiding from Lady Serra. The rest... I know not. I hope feverently that Lord Raven is safe.<br /><br />I have, as was requested by Master Mark, attacked the enemy shaman. His strength was much greater than the ones we have faced the previous year, when I was helping Lady Lyndis, save for their leader. Such darkness...! I would need to be much stronger, if I want to stand my own against those of the Black Fang. I was momentarily stunned when I approached him, approached that vast amount of power. However, it was more shock than fear that halted me for that second. He was a servant of darkness; he would not defeat the righteous powers of light that blessed St. Elimine has graciously granted me.<br /><br />The shaman had, with him, the spellbook Flux, more powerful than my Lightning. However, dark arts stand not to the light, and shamans are notoriously slow, and I easily dodged the bolt of evil that he threw at me. Aiming briefly, I threw towards him the holy bolt of our order; once, twice. Quickly, he was vanquished.<br /><br />...Sometimes, I wonder if it's right... joining battles like this. A priest of St. Elimine, destroying foes left and right...<br /><br />But it is for the world. Sometimes, we must fight to protect. And... in the end, it is for <i>him</i>... urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:luciusoffire:852 2004-06-02T13:24:38Z 2004-06-02T13:24:38Z <b>[Filter: Private]</b><br /><br />...A smile for the company, earnest innocence for my lord... Is that not how it has to be?<br /><br />I have never thought I would need to hide a journal entry from my Lord Raymond, but there are some things best not for even him to see. After all, how proper is it... for a servant to love the last lord of the family he serves?<br /><br />I fear that even in privacy, this journal gives me no peace. What point is there in putting down words that no one will read, thoughts that are down on paper to haunt me forever instead of being easily erased from my mind? A journal cannot talk back, cannot answer my questions. Yet, with whom could I discuss my lord's plight and not betray him? Perhaps Lady Priscilla... But no... Lord Raymond does not wish for her to know the murder of her family. And yet still, though she was of Cornwell, she is of Caerlon now... and had been before my service to noble Cornwell. I know her not. There is none other than Lord Raymond that I know well, that I could completely trust.<br /><br />I truly wish my lord would stop his unceasing drive for revenge. But what use is there in wishing? Even I can do nothing. He listens not when he is in a furious rage as such. He cares not even for my opinion.<br /><br />And yet, a new plight arises, that one which I have earlier mentioned. If Lord Raymond were ever to find this journal... Oh, either my greatest desire would be fullfilled... or he would cast me from his side. I cannot chance that, not of fear for self, but of fear for him. He knows it not, but he needs me still. Who else is there to calm him, to quench this spirit of sudden blood-thirsty revenge? My efforts are so feeble, as a child beating upon a giant... but at least he has not run off to duel Lord Hector yet. Until he is himself again, until either he gives up this impassioned notion or accomplishes that which he set out to do, I <i>must</i> stay by his side. After that... if he wants not my presence, then I will from him part, though my heart hurts to even consider that possibility.<br /><br />...My lord, be safe... urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:luciusoffire:737 2004-06-02T02:56:51Z 2004-06-02T02:56:51Z <b>[Filter: Everyone]</b><br /><br />I believe this is the first major battle that I am engaging in after joining Lady Lyndis's army once again. From what Mark has said, I am to face the enemy Shaman. It would not be difficult; my divine powers of light will fight back his darkness.<br /><br />However, I worry about Lord Ray-- Raven. He is to fight separately from me. What if harm should come to him? I would be too far to come to his aid.<br /><br />...But I will place my trust in our tactitian. He may be spending a large sum of our funds on these journals, but he has never failed us before. I could only place my trust in him, as I have once before. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:luciusoffire:433 2004-06-01T15:25:35Z 2004-06-01T15:25:35Z <b>[Filter: Raven]</b><br /><br />Once again, I have joined Lady Lyndis and her "legions", as Wil called them, this time meeting new people as Lord Eliwood and Lord Hector. How glad I am to find Mark here again, and I feel much assured by his presence. He gave me, and everyone else, it seems, a journal in which to write our most private thoughts... for the company to read. Though I have nothing to hide regarding myself, I feel that Lord Raymond might not wish his business known to the world. I worry on his account; and truly, I know not whether to keep this secret would be wise, but I will obey Lord Raymond's wishes.<br /><br />Private thoughts, for the sake of my mental health... I would very much like to be able to put them down here, and rid myself of my anxieties, yet how could I? The company would, of course, <i>could</i> not know that of which I write, yet, I cannot bring myself to hide anything from my lord. Though, I suppose, if he did not find out to begin with, he would not be upset with me for it.<br /><br />Lord Raymond... I worry so much about him. He has set his mind on the destruction of Lord Hector and House Ostia. Nothing, not even my words, could change his heart. (OOC - *has a sudden mental image of playing the "Change of Heart" card on Raven* ^_^') If... if he goes through with his decision, what should I do? What <i>could</i> I do?<br /><br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br /><br />OOC - BTW, I have a question to ask everyone. Do you guys know the ages of your characters? It's more a curiosity than anything else, although, I suppose, it would help with my characterization.<br /><br />Here is the "age list" I compiled.<br /><br />Known ages:<br />Lyn - 18<br />Eliwood - 17<br />Hector - 17<br />Raven - 19<br />Wil - 17<br />Rebecca - 15<br />Nino - 14<br />Serra - 15<br /><br />Unsure ages:<br />Lucius - around 20-25, my guess being 23<br />Priscilla - either 16 or 17<br />Legault - early 20's; I'd say 22<br />Oswin - early 30's<br />Jaffar - ...likely anywhere from 16-20 ^_^;; I think 19...<br /><br />The other characters, I've no idea. ...Either that, or I forgot to put them. ^^;