Lisieux Family/A New Branch
Kayne II rides his horse off the ship, clad in his spiked armor. Pitted and rusted, with chains hanging off of it, chains broken and scorched. He wore his helm upon his head, and his crown, a wicked ring of gemmed spikes. A cruel longsword hung at his side, and a claymore was upon his back. He surveyed the city before him, and turned up his nose, and set off to find the one who held the last piece.
Sir Kayne II Himoura (Noble)
She watched from the darkness, the shadows of the small number of houses by the water. He was a shadowy figure himself, alright. A newcomer, like herself. She slipped from her place and followed him silently. He was obviously not going to see any person in greeting. He had a mission - a mission of some sort. Ariadne smirked - maybe she could train with him. She wondered how long it would take him to notice she was following him. She wasn't obviously, but if he was as sly and as dangerous as he looked - he'd know within a minute. Her hands brushed her hips as she followed the stranger, making sure that she had her usual knives in place there.
Ariadne Lisieux (Dame of Hillmar)
He rounded a corner, and quickly hopped off his horse, and let it keep walking down the street. He quietly unsheathed his blade, and waited at the edge of the corner. Sure enough, she came creeping along a few seconds later, and he lunged, holding the broken blade to her throat. It was sharp, but a large shard of the blade was missing. He bore down on her, backing her against the wall, the blade pressed into the skin of her throat, but not enough to break the skin.
"What business do you have following me in the shadows? An Ohnarian assassin are we? Or one of the Paladin's lot? Speak quickly."
Sir Kayne II Himoura (Noble)
She made no sound as he lunged at her and pinned her against the wall. She'd certainly expected as much. She exhaled sharply as the wind was knocked out of her. Ariadne grinned as she felt the imperfect blade's cold metal against her skin.
"M'lord I follow you because I feel like it. Though I know of Ohnar West, I can say that I have never been to the Far East Island. However if I did go there I might ask if you knew my family."
Ariadne rambled, probably driving the stranger mad. She attempted to push him away, but failed. He was stronger and larger than herself.
"Now my lord, what good reason do you have to accost an innocent young lady such as myself?" Her eyes twinkled, and she resisted the urge to wink. He'd probably slit her throat just for for annoying and sassing him. She subtly moved her hands to her hips, and grasped the handles of her knives.
Ariadne Lisieux (Dame of Hillmar)
Kayne backhanded her, knocking her to the ground, and put a foot on her chest, and put the blade back to her throat.
"Keep your hands where I can see them. Who are you?"
Sir Kayne II Himoura (Noble)
She yelped and grunted as his hand made contact with her cheek, and she fell to the ground. She moved to get up but found herself pressed to the ground by his foot. Her cheek stung, and she moved her hands up where he could see them, one pressed against the tingling skin. Ah - so he was in no mood for her games. His blade once again pressed into her throat and she gulped this time.
Ariadne frowned, growled and snarled out a reply, "Ariadne Lisieux, Lady of Hillmar. Regrettably at your service." Even with her life in his hands, she was not going to back down. "And who the hell are you? Kill me if it suits you, but you'll pay for it." Suddenly she wished she had siblings - not Lisieux siblings - who could back her up on this. Goddamnit.
Ariadne Lisieux (Dame of Hillmar)
Kayne grunted. That figured. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
"I could kill you right now, and no one would be any the wiser. You're alone, in a dark back street."
Kayne took his foot off her chest, sheathed his blade and offered a her hand up.
"My apologies. Can't be too careful. Kayne II Himoura, Lord and High King of the Unliving, Conqueror of Cteduul, and scourge of Beluterra at your service."
Sir Kayne II Himoura (Noble)
She snarled at him, but accepted his hand as she got to her feet and brushed herself off. She avoided his eyes, wishing only to glare.
"Indeed... you can't be too careful, Lord Kayne, which is why killing me because I talked back to you could be an unwise decision."
Then, Ariadne met his eyes. And she sent a fiery glare his direction.
"No reason to fear a weakling of a woman anyway - why jump? But more importantly-" She paused here for effect, a smirk beginning, twitching a the corners of her lips. "Why didn't you kill me instantly? As far as you know there'd be no loss."
Ariadne Lisieux (Dame of Hillmar)
