~A New Journey for A New Kingdom~

[Ravyn]

Ravyn sighed as the attacking group came closer. She did so hate to be interrupted. "We will finish when this is over," she assured him as he ran off. Ravyn decided not to fight; she disliked the mass chaos of battles. She preferred the sleek cunning nature of assassin work, of trickery and devilish intent. Canos was all about brute force and charging into these scraps. "Wipe them out," she instructed the nearby general, "but no arrows - you don't want to hit our men. It will be easy to kill them on foot. Do stay away from Canos, though. Just catch the ones that escape him." Her husband could get into trouble sometimes, but Ravyn knew he could kill the majority of this group. However, she didn't want him getting too cut up. She also didn't want the attackers to run back to whoever sent them. As the general began to motion for his men to go and catch any who ran, Ravyn had another thought. "Catch me one - alive," she instructed. This attack was obviously intentional; who was behind it? Ravyn would get one of them to talk. It was her specialty.

[Canos]

Canos was not amongst trained warriors. He was not fighting men that had been highly trained in the art of hand-to-hand combat and weapons skills. This always-made things fun for Canos. He loved killing people that were easy to kill. He always counted the amount of people that he killed. The total number of people that he had killed in a single battle was well over two hundred. That battle had lasted all day and it had been against inexperienced people. Either way, it was still fun to kill and these people had interrupted a rather good moment that he was having with his queen. That was never a good thing. He saw his men charge behind him and he figured that Ravyn had overridden his order for them to stay back. That left him with only a few moments to fight with the men with no other people around to steal his fun. Canos moved through the soldiers, using his two swords as the deadly weapons that they were. There was no way he was going to come close to getting injured. He moved through, spinning and diving, his moves were incredibly graceful for his size. It was always fun for people to watch him kill. He was incredibly efficient.

[Ravyn]

As the men approached, they split into a pincher movement. Surrounding the group, they made sure to stay away from Canos. The men didn't move in to kill; they let the men move to them. Overall, Canos was allowed to kill most of the attackers. The general, not wanting to displease his queen, picked a particularly skinny looking warrior. Charging, he blocked the slash of a sword with his own broadsword. In short order he disarmed the man, knocking him unconscious with a blow from the hilt of his sword. Grabbing him by the back of the neck, he dragged him off the battle scene. Dropping him roughly, he waited for Canos to finish off the men. Down at the end of the skirmish, one man had slipped past their defenses. Chancing a look back at the men getting cut down by the ruthless king, he picked up his pace. No one noticed the man running away. Gasping and stumbling along, he was making good time. The last thing he knew was a flash of black and an ear-splitting snarl. Sharan leaped out from behind a rock, landing on top of the man and splitting his jugular in two seconds flat. The black jaguar was hungry.

[Canos]

Canos was relatively unimpressed with the word of his men. Canos was paying too much attention to the men that were in front of him. They were scruffy and they were dirty and their weapons were of poor quality. Canos had already broken four of their swords and snapped two of their spears. Canos guessed that these men thought they could get an easy raid out of this new camp. It was too bad that there was a dark lord in the camp just waiting for something to kill. The field was becoming dusty as the ground was trampled and grass crushed by moving feet. There was a fog created from the dust and it rose from the place of battle. Canos caught the glimpse of a black cat in the corner of his eye. Canos knew that it was Sharan. Canos smirked as he thought this would be a wonderful time to try and kill the creature. He was amongst the battle and could not be seen by Ravyn as she was too far away and there were too many people around. So, with ease Canos disarmed a soldier near him and tossed the spear towards Sharan as she attacked and mauled an enemy. Canos didn’t wait for to see the outcome of his throw. He just turned back and began to attack the remaining soldiers, which weren’t really that many. There were burning bodies on the ground smoldering and smelling of a rather putrid stench. Burning flesh was never pleasant.

[Ravyn]

Ravyn watched as her husband fought, admiring his strength and dexterity in battle. Canos was a good fighter; he could kill many in a short period of time. These ruffians proved to be no challenge. Ravyn herself could have defeated them easily. However, she chose to let her husband vent his anger at being interrupted. Canos was a cross man when he was upset about something. The dust rose and shimmered in the air, coating the battle with the thickening air. Ravyn was unaware of her pet's catch or of Canos' spear thrown to kill. However, Canos did not realize the nature of a jaguar. Once the big cat had killed, he dragged his prey back to a sheltered spot to eat it. With a strong jerk of his neck and shoulders, he began to drag the man away. This meant that the spear struck a few inches away from Sharan, right in the man's chest. With a snarl, Sharan dropped his prey and fled, bounding away into the undergrowth. Ravyn's mate did not like him one bit.

[Canos]

Canos did not look to see if his spear had struck Sharan or not. He continued to fight the remaining soldiers. It wasn’t until he had a break in the action did he look over to where the panther had been. He did not see its black body, but instead saw the spear in a wild man’s chest. Canos frowned and then turned to kill the next man that came near him with a quick blow to the neck. His body caught fire and the dead man collapsed to the ground, his body beginning to burn as his clothes caught on fire and burst into flame. There were only a few men left now. His men had created a circle around the fight and the wild men could not flee, except into a Nurn spear. There were five men left in the center of the rink and Canos was before them. All the other soldiers had stepped back as the dust began to settle. The five men were not heavily armed and there was no armor between them. Canos twirled his two swords with great skill as he moved towards them, bending his knees and rolling between the first two men, gutting them each with one sword, standing to parry the blow of another man, his second sword pushed through the man’s eye socket. The remaining soldiers dropped to their knees, dropped their weapons and begged for Canos to spare them. Canos was still in a foul mood and walked to them and with a quick flash of silver, decapitated both of them with a single graceful motion.

[Ravyn]

Ravyn watched from afar as the dust settled. Yes, her husband had once again come out on top. The acrid scent of burning flesh - human flesh - reached her nostrils. Ravyn smiled, wrinkling her nose at the smell. It was a good day for killing and bloodshed. Stalking down the hillside she stood on, she made her way to the site of the fight. Canos, of course, was still high in bloodlust. He easily killed the five men with a few blows, moving with the grace of a panther and the deadliness of a snake. She admired him in these moments; she was a killer, but a totally different type. They complemented each other in their styles. Fortunately for Ravyn's plans, the general kept the man he had captured out of the line of battle. He was still unconscious, and Ravyn had great plans for making him talk. His screams would haunt the nightmares of all the men here for days to come. Clapping lightly as she approached, she called out, "Bravo, my bold and adventurous king. You have defeated them soundly. But I do ask - who were they? Why did they attack? From whence did they come? Did you think of none of these before killing all of them?" Ravyn liked to point out weaknesses in Canos whenever she could: his tendency to kill first and question later was one she took advantage of.

[Canos]

Everything was beginning to settle. The dust was beginning to fall back to the ground or rise up in the air above the battlefield. The pools of blood around Canos were growing as the dead victims continued to seep blood from their wounds. Canos was cleaning his sword when he heard his queen’s clapping. He finished cleaning his swords and sheathed them before he turned around to face her. Immediately she bombarded him with questions about their origins and their intentions. Canos looked down at the dead bodies and then looked back at Ravyn, two bodies burning behind him. “They are wildmen; probably from Dunland. I am sure they thought they could raid this camp and take the gold and any possible women.” He looked down at a burning body and smirked. “They failed.” He then stepped over another body and walked over to Ravyn. “Your jaguar is alive….” He said, rolling his eyes as he passed her. It was a good thing that Sharan couldn’t talk or Canos would find himself in a lot of trouble from all the times he had tried to kill that animal. “Come, I have a promise to keep. My men can clean this up.” He said calmly, beckoning for Ravyn to follow him.

[Ravyn]

Wildmen. From Dunland. Even if their intentions were so simplistic and straightforward, she would have fun with the men she saved. If their intentions were more sinister....well Ravyn would find out. But that would be saved for later. "Indeed, let us finish what was begun," she purred. As he walked away, she beckoned to the general that had the man. "Tie him somewhere sturdy, such as a tree or a giant boulder. Watch him, do not let him escape. In fact, just strip him bare to avoid the hiding of any weapons. Knock him unconscious if need be, just hold him until I come," she ordered in a low voice. Gulping, he nodded. It was a good thing the queen had someone to torture; on these long journeys she sometimes got restless and used the first person that did something wrong. Hopefully they would be at the next town soon. Ravyn would have to be all charm and grace then. Striding to catch up to her husband, Ravyn slipped her arm into his. "Shall we?" she said, beckoning towards the tent. Canos was a much better traveling companion if he pleased.

[Canos]

Canos smiled as he heard her running up behind him. He knew that she would be anxious to find him again and get back to what they were doing before they were so rudely interrupted. Canos smiled when she beckoned for him to go back to the tent; which was where he was already going. He smiled and nodded his head. He walked into the tent and waited for Ravyn to walk into the tent before he let down the flap. He bent down and tied it to the post so that no one could so easily walk in on them again. Canos smiled and looked over at his queen when he had closed the tent. He smiled and walked over to the bed and laid back down for a moment. He still had his armor on and he sighed looking at it. He looked over to his queen and beckoned for her to come over to him. “If you would my dear, could you take this off of me?” He said. He could do that himself but he would rather have his queen do it for him. Besides, she was far more provocative for him to not have him do things for him. She also seemed to like doing this for him. He thought she liked teasing him. He knew that she did, she was one of those people.