02-14-2018, 07:32 PM
Standing before Hecate was the two small children….”No not children.” She thought as she looked at the pair. The smaller one seemed to have the experience eyes of a veteran soldier, it was a trait that Hecate assumed few would have unless they had seen...done...or experienced something truly life altering. The other though taller in stature seemed more lacking in confidence. The heavier breathing had been a tell tale sign of at least some form of wound, tho Hecate opted to not say anything regarding that, instead she listened to the small warrior. She introduced herself as Cirno and her partner Daiyousei, they were here seeking a bounty as well as rest for her compatriot. Hecate nodded her head as she opened up the door to the keep, the thick wooden doors were banded with iron creating a sturdy door that contrasted the white and teal marbling of the walls.
The small one asked Hecate's name, seeming almost as if curious. That moment hecate wondered to herself. “Is this little person here because of the people that my other self killed?” Those she paused for a moment before coming to the realization the only person who knew her name was Warren. And though he had been gone for a few days there was no reason she could conceive that he would have a bounty posted on her. My name is Hecate Rothchild, sole survivor of the Rothchild family” She introduced herself with a small bow of her head.To her surprise the small elf had grown a bit and was now taller, Nearly as tall as Hecate in fact. Not only was her body taller, but her hair was now much longer “Your friend is wounded and needs healing, you are welcome to stay here until such time as your friend is ready to travel.” She said kindly as she led the duo into a parlor room directly behind the main doorway of the keep. The walls were very conservative in decoration leaving much room for improvement but for the purpose of treating a wound it would serve just fine. The two fairies as she was going to deem them started talking about the bounty they were in search of. Whoever it was seemed to have a problem based on the conversation, one that could be fixed by training. Before she could inquire further Hecate stopped, hearing the sounds of heavy boots on the ground behind her.
Turning her head and looking through the doorway she could see Warren approaching from the courtyard. Cirno seemed to see the man approaching as well, her attention turned to Warren as she asked him his name. His answer seemed to draw anger out of the now taller fairy as she began to almost yell at him about something called a PSA. Hecate froze when she heard her name mentioned, and her calm demeanor faded as she put two and two together. “Warren……. What did you do?” She asked, attempting to keep her calm lest her dark side make an appearance and turn this little gathering into a bloodbath.
When hecate turned her attention once again to Cirno she was surprised to see icicles forming around the woman. In an instant the woman's voice seemed to take on venom, it was the same way her own dark side acted… If she wanted to stop a fight from breaking out she knew she had little time to act, lest the fight cause damage to her castle.
“So Cirno,I see you are an ice witch too! She commented trying to defuse the situation
Deep inside her mind the Dark Hecate watched with bloodlust knowing this situation could become a glorious bloodbath, one that would allow her to redecorate the entire room in the most delectable shade of red…. Sanguine.
“Warren perhaps we should take our conversation outside, so as to avoid any confusion.” Hecate said, trying to contain her own anger. Despite this the struggle failed as she stepped into the courtyard from inside the keep. She turned around glaring at the people, a lustful look in her red eyes as she stopped. “So who wants to play?” She asked with her tell tale sickening smile. “Is it you bounty Hunter? Or should I show Warren what happens to fools who cross me….” She said as she turned her attention from Cirno and her friend to Warren and his fancy armor. Either way Dark Hecate was out and she wanted to see blood spilt upon the clean cobbles of Fort Zimmer-Rothchild.
Inside her own head, Hecate struggled to regain control, not only to stop needless bloodshed but also to prove to her dark side she could overpower and overcome her.
The small one asked Hecate's name, seeming almost as if curious. That moment hecate wondered to herself. “Is this little person here because of the people that my other self killed?” Those she paused for a moment before coming to the realization the only person who knew her name was Warren. And though he had been gone for a few days there was no reason she could conceive that he would have a bounty posted on her. My name is Hecate Rothchild, sole survivor of the Rothchild family” She introduced herself with a small bow of her head.To her surprise the small elf had grown a bit and was now taller, Nearly as tall as Hecate in fact. Not only was her body taller, but her hair was now much longer “Your friend is wounded and needs healing, you are welcome to stay here until such time as your friend is ready to travel.” She said kindly as she led the duo into a parlor room directly behind the main doorway of the keep. The walls were very conservative in decoration leaving much room for improvement but for the purpose of treating a wound it would serve just fine. The two fairies as she was going to deem them started talking about the bounty they were in search of. Whoever it was seemed to have a problem based on the conversation, one that could be fixed by training. Before she could inquire further Hecate stopped, hearing the sounds of heavy boots on the ground behind her.
Turning her head and looking through the doorway she could see Warren approaching from the courtyard. Cirno seemed to see the man approaching as well, her attention turned to Warren as she asked him his name. His answer seemed to draw anger out of the now taller fairy as she began to almost yell at him about something called a PSA. Hecate froze when she heard her name mentioned, and her calm demeanor faded as she put two and two together. “Warren……. What did you do?” She asked, attempting to keep her calm lest her dark side make an appearance and turn this little gathering into a bloodbath.
When hecate turned her attention once again to Cirno she was surprised to see icicles forming around the woman. In an instant the woman's voice seemed to take on venom, it was the same way her own dark side acted… If she wanted to stop a fight from breaking out she knew she had little time to act, lest the fight cause damage to her castle.
“So Cirno,I see you are an ice witch too! She commented trying to defuse the situation
Deep inside her mind the Dark Hecate watched with bloodlust knowing this situation could become a glorious bloodbath, one that would allow her to redecorate the entire room in the most delectable shade of red…. Sanguine.
“Warren perhaps we should take our conversation outside, so as to avoid any confusion.” Hecate said, trying to contain her own anger. Despite this the struggle failed as she stepped into the courtyard from inside the keep. She turned around glaring at the people, a lustful look in her red eyes as she stopped. “So who wants to play?” She asked with her tell tale sickening smile. “Is it you bounty Hunter? Or should I show Warren what happens to fools who cross me….” She said as she turned her attention from Cirno and her friend to Warren and his fancy armor. Either way Dark Hecate was out and she wanted to see blood spilt upon the clean cobbles of Fort Zimmer-Rothchild.
Inside her own head, Hecate struggled to regain control, not only to stop needless bloodshed but also to prove to her dark side she could overpower and overcome her.