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Re: [Fate RP] Romance of the Three Kingdoms: CE184

Postby Ladki96 » Wed Aug 01, 2018 1:12 am

"What are you doing here?" asks Wenchang.

Or at least he would if the ghost army was nice enough to stop mindlessly fighting them while they catch up, have a cup of tea, you know, a nice chat about how to beat the rebels back.

Unfortunately, they're not very nice.

So all he does is spare a glance at the weird little group before slicing a raging ghost. Baozi does the same, but more awesomely. Three more join the disappearing figures with a blast from Dewang. Is-is he under a tent? Okay, what is goi-

"Volley fire!" comes the cry and they look up. Wenchang seizes the reins and takes off but in a moment which is nothing short of cool, the arrows vanish as they hit Baozi, Dewang's tent and his bodyguards - puff!

Yup, the muck :D

Baozi turns to Wenchang as his horse circles around one more time and comes to a stop. "Take your weapon up and say, 'for the blood of Yan!' You'll be the Crown Prince, Yan Dan."

What? Did he hit his head? "No, I'm Wei Yan."

"Perhaps it's fate then. Look it'll stop the army from attacking us!"

At that, Wenchang needs no more elaboration. Their side is doing... poorly. :< He lifts the shining blade into the air and roars the battle cry.
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Re: [Fate RP] Romance of the Three Kingdoms: CE184

Postby Scarik » Wed Aug 01, 2018 1:33 am

Liu Bei's brigade is holding off a rout by sheer willpower. They came with 1000 but are reduced by half against the invincible spirit warriors. Only the loyalty of the soldiers to their leaders gets them to fight on with the mounting casualties. Were it not for Baozi's anti-magic they would surely already be destroyed and consigned to a footnote in history among those slain resisting the mighty Emperor Zhang Jue.

But they do live and they fight on and Wei Yan Wenchang comes barreling off the flank to where Liu Bei, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei are being driven back by the ghost of King Xi.

Armed with powerful weapons the two warriors lay into the spirits and hold them off while their leader, a sword in each hand, barely keeps his saddle. And then first Zhang Fei, and then Guan Yu are hurled from their mounts. Laughing the ghost king advances and cuts off the head of Liu Bei's horse.

There, above the proud nobleman, the ghost rears up with his white blade held high...

For the blood of Yan! comes the cry and in that instant the battle stops. The king walks back and looks to and fro, his soldiers forget their advance and the arrows cease to fall. The imperial troops as well stop, confused by the moment of relief and they all look to the south.

There they behold the Sun blazing through the cloud cover and striking the bronze sword in Wenchang's hands as he holds it high above his head.

Even the storm dragon ceases its roars and looks down upon the glorious light below.

In the silence King Xi yells, "Kill him!" and brandishes his white blade toward Wei Yan. But no one moves and so the king circles and shouts, "I will kill him myself!"

The ghost king then charges forward while both armies shy back.
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Re: [Fate RP] Romance of the Three Kingdoms: CE184

Postby Kivutar » Fri Aug 03, 2018 2:30 pm

Inside the tent, Dewang hears Wenchang's voice over the noise of battle. Suddenly, things become - well, not quiet, of course not, but there is a hiccup in the clamour.

The tent abruptly changes direction. What is going on? Then he hears another voice, not one he has ever heard, and yet somehow he does recognize it.

Very, very carefully, he parts the front of the tent and looks out at what he can for a moment. Wenchang, his bronze sword held aloft, is facing the King of Yan, who appears as himself this time, not possessing any warrior. The rest of the ghost army appears to be standing by.

A second is all he allows himself. It doesn't matter what is going on - Wenchang is fighting, and that is all he needs to know. If he is to help, he must stay inside. Dropping the tent flap, he closes his eyes and concentrates.
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Re: [Fate RP] Romance of the Three Kingdoms: CE184

Postby CarrieVS » Tue Aug 07, 2018 1:53 pm

Baozi watches Wenchang, trusting without understanding, ride off and lift the bronze sabre high as he shouts the battle-cry of the Princes of Yan. If this does not work as he thinks it will, his friend, and all of them, are doomed. But there is a feeling of fate about it - that the sword, with which the fates of both Wei and Yan were bound up, should have come into the hands of Wei Yan. Even perhaps that Baozi did not recall the sword's history in time to explain the full story, to make plans to use it. Only after Dewang had mentioned that the ghostly army, the undead king, were the same spirits they had faced before, when Wenchang won the sword, and only in the nick of time when the battle was on the verge of being lost. The Princes of Yan only wielded the blade in dire need.

It will work. It must.

The ghost army halt in their tracks as the sun breaks through the storm. So do the rebels behind them and the loyal troops in front, even the catapults behind the lines. The ghost King stops in the very instant before he would have slain Liu Bei. His army do not immediately turn against him - that was too much to hope for - but he bellows for the blood of the mortal challenger, and now the fate of everyone rests in the hands of the two of them.

Behind Baozi is the rest of their absurd little procession, a horse's head protruding from the front of the tent being held up above the heads of a number of soldiers as they shelter Dewang from the rain of filth that would disrupt his magic as surely as Zhang Jue's. He himself looks little less out of place, a slight figure in his ordinary clothes, riding into battle with drawn sword but with no other armour than the muck that covers them all - foul, but some protection against the hail of ghostly arrows.

Dewang peers out of the tent, briefly, confused. Baozi never told him the sword's full story either. He missed the right moment to say it and was never sure how to bring the subject up again afterwards. There is no time now, other things are more important. Wenchang knows enough to use the sword, and Dewang need only see the results and keep trying to work against the rebel sorcerer's magic. He can explain it all to them after it is over - they might be angry with him, but so long as there is an after for them, he can endure that.

The last King of Yan is just as deadly as pure spirit as possessing the rebel champion, but Wenchang armed with the Sun Sabre and what Baozi had time to tell him, backed by Dewang's magical efforts, is his match. More than his match. As the duel continues, it is gradually clear that the mortal warrior has the upper hand. The King knows it too, for he tries again to rally his army, but they do not respond.

As he does, Baozi tears his gaze from the duel and takes stock of the situation of their own troops. They have a breathing space, while the duel continues, but they were on the verge of breaking and it is doubtful that they will hold once the respite is over. As their fallen leader and his brothers struggle to their feet, Baozi rides towards the ragged survivors and begins to give directions. They have still taken terrible losses, are still shaken, wounded, weakened, but they steady a little and begin to dress their ranks. Morale is everything in this strange battle, and he suspects that the mere sight of someone calmly giving orders will have as much effect as any improvement in their formation. The sight of the three brothers more or less unharmed should also help, and the chance to rest a few moments and recover their breath as the duel continues.

They will not be able to stand for long if the ghosts fall upon them again. Baozi looks back to Wenchang and King Xi.
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Re: [Fate RP] Romance of the Three Kingdoms: CE184

Postby Ladki96 » Tue Aug 07, 2018 11:05 pm

How familiar feels the terrible figure thundering towards Wenchang. Yet this one is even more inhuman if such a thing was even possible. He braces for the wave of fear but it never comes.

Because of an awesome wizard!

A strange protective aura washes over him and Wenchang attacks first. He'd draw blood if Ji Xi had any but he contents himself with a not so small hole in his magical armour. He rides around the pale one, kicking up a mud storm. The confused ghost strikes at him but his sword only uselessly clangs against Wenchang's.

"Recognise this blade, do you?" :P

The King yells in frustration as he deals a blow. Well, tries to, the poor lad. His opponent quickly proves that particular move futile. After a quarter hour of such back-and-forth, Wenchang spots an opening and closes in, targetting his vulnerable areas (mental note: must buy Baozi a cup - cups - after this is all over) and leaving him quite unable to defend against this sudden and deadly assault.

The Swiss cheese (for that's what he looks like at this point tbh, no offence) gets a very silly idea now to rally his army. Wenchang dives at him and the two wrestle each other, pushing and pulling. The King gets no chance to wave his sword or shout at his troops, and the fight continues without any interference. ^^

After a few dozen exchanges, there is a brief pause as they circle around each other. Wenchang's breathing has grown heavy. How long has it been going on?

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some more fighting -- and circling -- hits which didn't land -- Wenchang got hurt - wait, go back a bit, there we go:

The ghostly horse suddenly rears up and Wenchang's towering foe comes at him with a downward strike which drives deep and not ten minutes later jerk does it again! He must think Wenchang to be quite the fool to attempt it a third time. Indeed he watches and shoves the bronze sword up as the horse comes down but the King suddenly drives his white sword in a different direction and catches Wenchang unawares. He shouts in pain and so does the king as light flows out of him suddenly.

Awesome wizard here to save the day, again!

They fight again, but there's a marked change in the ghost now. He's become more sluggish, his technique no longer perfect. Wenchang presses home his advantage. It's taken too darn long. He grabs ahold of the ghost horse's reins, leans over and drives the sabre into the pinned king's heart.

The sky suddenly cracks like before and Ji Xi lets out an unholy wail. He falls and claws the ground as he is seized and pulled into Hell. Okay then.

Wenchang turns and looks around. Oshi- that hurts. Okay, let's just turn the horse. Good good. So, the ghost army is still there. And he's supposed to control them? He's somehow only miraculously steady on his horse. He looks down, turning the bronze sword over in his hand. Prince Dan, did Baozi say? He sighs. Of course it couldn't have been just a simple, non-magical battle. He lifts up the blade ignoring the immediate protest within his arm. Will he even be around to hear? Worth a try anyway.

"Prince Dan, come, claim what's yours by right!"
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Re: [Fate RP] Romance of the Three Kingdoms: CE184

Postby Scarik » Wed Aug 08, 2018 7:35 pm

Wenchang calls out, raises the Golden Sabre, and from the blade bursts an inner light as bright as the sun. The brilliant wave washes over the field and even the apparitions step back and shield their eyes from its glory. In that moment Wei Yan, chilled and sore from the spirit-inflicted wounds does two things: he spurs his horse forward and slumps from the saddle to the earth.

Where Wenchang was appears a warrior in bronze armor and a red coat with a crimson banner bearing a gold tiger. When Wenchang's horse stops to see its master fallen behind the bronze spirit rides on atop a chestnut steed wearing a red and gold blanket with gold and silver for its bridle.

Quite unlike the pale ghosts it charges this is a glorious spirit with skin like beaten copper, red cheeks and a beard black as ink. His eyes are dark yet warm in color though his face is a mask of rage. Boldly he storms into the ghostly cavalry, casting aside the king's guard until he reaches a particular ghost.

The prince rears up and brings down horse and sabre with all his fury against his executioner, cutting both man and horse in half with a single stroke. Black ichor erupts from the hungry ghost and strikes the prince's golden aura where it sizzles and bursts away in a shower of gold sparks.

Prince Dan rides on with a comet's tail and a shining wake that washes over the ghost soldiers and banishes them to their correct places in Heaven or Hell.

As the enemy spirits vanish riders begin to appear behind the prince who share his lifelike visage until a thousand Heavenly cavalry on horses made of thunder shatter both mortal and ghostly forces before them as they charge headlong at the sorcerer who had enslaved them.

The rebels in the path break and flee to the four winds until after a full li the prince reaches Zhang Jue.

He repeats his warcry 'For the Blood of Yan' and his sword shines bright as the storm dragon dives down from the sky only to be pounced upon by a mighty tiger leaping from the sun. The great beasts roll over and over into the west then disappear seconds later behind the Qin Mountains.

Prince Dan then faces his enemy and at full gallop he presses his charge against a small knot of mortal men brave enough to stand against the might of Heaven.

Zhang Jue awaits atop his horse dressed only robes and unarmed. He should be at most a man of fifty years but even at a distance he seems a hundred. Frail and wizened with a a beard of white. He has no need to free his hair like his disciples for he has none left to bind. But he stands firm as if resigned to his fate.

Then he raises up his cane, a futile seeming motion against a thousand tons of cavalry, and then he waves his free hand to the side as if to swat at a fly.

And the charge stops dead in its tracks. The army of bronze spirits is gone without fanfare or trace. Even the ground they tread shows no disturbance from their passage.

But the sun breaks through the clouds, the wind dies down to gentle gusts, and no trace of Zhang Jue's ghost army can be seen.
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Re: [Fate RP] Romance of the Three Kingdoms: CE184

Postby Kivutar » Thu Aug 09, 2018 8:46 pm

Dewang peers out again. Something is clearly happening, something he could never have predicted, and he is no use if he has no idea what is going on.

He is just in time to see Ji Xi fall.

Before he can breathe a sigh of relief, Wenchang transforms before his eyes - then collapses. The spirit that took his place fights on, but he takes in very little of the supernatural battle. Wenchang doesn't move.

An agonizing few moments, and the friendly spirits are gone again. The enemy - now he sees him, much closer than he'd imagined - dispels them without the slightest effort.

He looks back at Wenchang, and cold chills go down his spine. His friend is still lying as if dead, and his sacrifice was useless against the man responsible.

The man responsible.

Zhang Jue has not moved either, as if the supernatural cavalry was nothing more than a swarm of insects. And their power far exceeds anything Dewang can bring against him.

There is a crash behind him, and the ground shakes a little. The catapults, he thinks dully. What had been their only hope. Even if they break the enemy lines, even now, it will not bring Wenchang back-

He hears the whistling of another stone, nearer this time, and suddenly everything slows down.

Zhang Jue's wind has died down, and it was never excessively strong. It is easy to turn it to his will, easy to gather it around the missile.

In the tent, he can see nothing. But he doesn't need to see the dust cloud forming around the stone, wrapped in a soaked and stinking blanket, and he doesn't need to see the other sorcerer.

Zhang Jue realizes, belatedly, what Dewang is doing. In the last few seconds, an incredible force opposes him. Another coughing spasm shakes him. Outside, the wind rises, almost tearing his tent out of the soldiers' hands.

He doesn't care.

The wind roars around the airborne rock, or maybe that is the blood in Dewang's ears. He feels the impact, even at this distance.

Zhang Jue may or may not be dead, but he can no longer sense the enemy's magic. Nor can he feel the residual energy of the ghosts, or any of the ordinary spirits that always surround him. He feels dizzy and empty.

Dewang slides off his horse and collapses on the muddy ground, oblivious to all the filth.

Wenchang's body is close, but still too far. Dewang tries to stand, but his legs give out under him. Inch by inch, he forces himself to crawl instead.

Wenchang is deathly pale, but everything is swimming in front of Dewang's eyes. He fumbles for Wenchang's hand, looking for a pulse, a twitch, anything...

That is the last thing he feels.
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Re: [Fate RP] Romance of the Three Kingdoms: CE184

Postby Scarik » Thu Aug 09, 2018 11:11 pm

Unseen behind his reforming army Zhang Jue falls from his horse. His disciple and guardian, Liao Chun, is there to catch him and they exchange words.

"Master, I must take you away back to the city."

"No, Chun," the wizard coughs with blood on his lips, "You must hold the enemy back for the army to withdraw. If the Han break us here, our glorious revolution will fail."

Liao Chun nods, "Yes, master," is all he has to say.

The lesser magicians then withdraw with their leader while Liao Chun rallies warriors to his banner and drums and bells sound the retreat.
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Re: [Fate RP] Romance of the Three Kingdoms: CE184

Postby CarrieVS » Fri Aug 10, 2018 10:07 pm

The ghosts are gone. The storm is gone. The enemy catapults were straight in the path of the Prince's charge, and they are as good as gone. Thousands of rebels are dead or fleeing. Yet the loyal troops are still vastly outnumbered and Zhang Jue still faces them undeterred. Still, the first part of the plan has been achieved: at a greater cost than Baozi had hoped, but now the way is clear for the Emperor's cavalry to smash through the rebel lines.

With the small matter of the ragged remnants of the vanguard in between General Lu's hammer and the anvil of the rebel army.

He hears a whirring, whistling sound and is spattered with a few cold, wet drops as something large rushes overhead. The catapults are firing again, at the wreck of the enemy's artillery, where they still suspect Zhang Jue to be. Good. A second missile passes over the field - the other big catapult - and then the wind rises again.

Baozi's heart sinks. But as the stone impacts beyond the remains of the rebels' catapults, it dies away even more suddenly. Dewang stumbles out of the tent and collapses. He has done something. He crawls painfully towards his fallen friend, but Baozi can't do anything to help either of them, not now, because at that moment the sound of bells and drums carries over from the enemy ranks. The disordered rebels are retreating, he sees, but not all of them. Someone is trying to advance, to rally troops and reform their shattered lines.

Baozi looks behind. Lu Bu's force are almost a li distant and by the time they reach the fight the rebel rearguard will be in good order again, and the rest of their force are likely to get away. He looks back to the tired, bloodied, and filthy band of horsemen. They are only half the distance from the rebels.

Colonel Liu and his brothers seem not to be seriously harmed but it's clear none of the three are fit for battle. Wenchang still lies motionless. None of their leaders are able and there is no time to waste: he has a horse and a sword. Sword? The Sun Sabre lies on the ground where it has been dropped. He takes it up - it feels unfamiliar to his hand, used to the lighter jian, but perhaps it will help.

Wenchang would know how to rally the exhausted soldiers, but Baozi can't seem to find the right words, and he doubts his voice has quite the same effect as Wenchang's thundering baritone. But he gets the attention of some, and then one or two - officers of lesser rank - begin shouting orders and quickly get the company in order. Many of those who answered his call he thinks he recognises from Wenchang's company, so far as he can tell under all the muck. No time to try and gather more. He turns his horse, and spurs forward.

It is exhilarating, though Baozi has a sense that he is not doing all that well, a feeling that the cavalrymen are holding back slightly to keep in formation behind him, that the charge seems to miss a fraction of the power it would have with a warrior like Wenchang leading. But what he lacks in horsemanship he can perhaps make up for in other ways. He watches carefully as they close in on Liao Chun's men, and alters course almost at the last moment.

The wedge-shaped mass of horses and men hits the much larger enemy force at a point where they are still in disarray, and Baozi at the tip of the wedge is carried far into their ranks, amid cries from his troops of "For Captain Wei!" They carve a swathe into the rebels and Baozi's path is cleared to reach Liao Chun - the same who, possessed by the ghostly king, had wounded Wenchang and escaped them. The ghost surely can't reappear now, but if it did, this weapon will be just as capable of wounding it.

Liao Chun is taken aback by the furious assault, and fumbles badly in his defence. Baozi evades his clumsy parry and cuts the warrior deeply on the upper arm, leaving him off-balance. They exchange a number of blows and Baozi seems to keep the upper hand at first. But Liao Chun is a seasoned fighter and Baozi only a scholar who has learned a little swordsmanship. It is only a matter of time before his opponent catches him with a blow he can't avoid. He throws up his left arm to protect his face as Liao Chun cuts savagely at his head. The blade scores a deep scratch along the back of his hand and forearm.

He reels backwards and readies himself to evade the following stroke, but Liao Chun draws back instead and wheels his horse. The thunder of hooves has grown much louder, and Baozi glances around and realises that General Lu is about to reach them with his two thousand horsemen.

Liao Chun's rearguard have been prevented from forming a solid unit, but he himself is about to escape for a second time. That will not do. Baozi spurs his mount forward once more, ignoring the blood dripping from his arm, and manages, barely, to keep up. He presses his attack once more. The rebel is forced to turn again and defend himself, and Baozi gets in a quick strike that catches his sword-arm and upsets his balance as he does so. His blade tumbles to the ground and Baozi holds the Sun Sabre at his throat. There is no need to say "surrender or die." Liao Chun opts to live.
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Re: [Fate RP] Romance of the Three Kingdoms: CE184

Postby Scarik » Tue Aug 14, 2018 11:08 pm

For most of the army the ghostly chrage and divine counter charge are hardly noticed, for the lines stretch too far in both directions for most to see. Those who can see, however, behold the remarkable sight with a mixture of awe and terror.

Most prominent among them is Liu Bei who was knocked unconscious from his fall and lay there in a most undignified way until Zhang Fei cleared his head enough to find him and pick him up.

With dried blood on his face he frowns to the south east, "I must have been hit too hard. It looks like that scrawny bookworm is charging the rebels with Wei Yan's sword."

Liu Bei looks after his brother's gaze and sighs, "Alas. I have squandered the talents of such fine men and now Ding Yuan has seen their true quality. With them I could conquer the entire world..." He shakes his head, moping, and climbs back on his soiled horse.

"Bah!" Zhang Fei spits, "We bore the brunt of it while Wei Yan waited to steal our glory. I will throttle that sorcerer of his for this outrage!"

"Perhaps he could not aid us directly at the time with the eyes of Zhang Jue upon him," Guan Yu adds diplomatically. "Let us at least ask him his reasons before taking drastic action."

While the brother's confer and regroup General Lu Bu crashes into the heart of Liao Chun's rearguard and without its leader the rebel formation is shattered. Lu Bu's furious strength and the might of his elite cavalry break straight throw like an arrow through paper and carry on into the routing men beyond and inflict a terrible toll upon them.

By the time Governor Ding Yuan arrives behind him the the rebels are so disorganized that fully half of them are scattered, killed or taken in bondage. Of the 150,000 thousand he took the field with Zhang Jue managed to recover barely 70,000 behind his walls before the gates must be barred lest Lu Bu enter the city.
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Re: [Fate RP] Romance of the Three Kingdoms: CE184

Postby Kivutar » Thu Aug 16, 2018 1:26 am

Dewang watches Boxiao leave and shakes his head worriedly. Wenchang’s adjutant might just find Hua Tuo - but he is needed here more, and Dewang doubts his ability to convince the famed doctor to return with him. If only he could be sure the man will have the sense to find his apprentices, instead of ignoring his instructions and rushing off himself...



Baozi isn't sure what to say to the men who followed him, after they are safely off the battlefield and the prisoner has been placed under guard, so he slips away as soon as he can. There is still a great deal of confusion, fear, and excitement around the camp, mingled with relief now that the terrifying manifestations are dispelled and the battle appears to be won. He manages to get washed, dressed in clean clothes, and his arm bandaged, but it is busy and noisy and he is tired, and it doesn't seem that he is needed just now but it is quite, quite possible that someone will want an explanation from him.

A few minutes privacy, and no-one will find Mao Xu again until he chooses to be found.

The little brown tabby cat puts its left foreleg gingerly to the ground. He can move it alright, but it feels like the cut will open again if he puts any weight on it. He limps off; he can walk, barely touching the injured paw to the ground, but it’s mostly easier to run on three legs.

Wenchang. All he has found out is that he was carried in off the field, and Dewang too. He couldn’t bring himself to go and ask after him, not when it was thanks to him and his far-fetched ideas that his friend came to harm. But in this shape he can find out many things without being noticed.

By chance, he recognises Wenchang’s adjutant as he leaves a house, looking agitated. Boxiao hurries away without so much as looking at the cat. The cat slips down the side of the house to look for a way in. He spots an open window.



Dewang looks up from Wenchang’s side. He smiles wearily.

“You could have come in through the door,” he says. Baozi looks shy, even in his cat form.

“It’s only Wenchang,” says Dewang. “He’ll be alright.” There isn’t much conviction in his voice.

Baozi is still hesitating. “Oh, come on, Baozi,” says Dewang. He reaches down and picks the cat up a little awkwardly, placing him beside Wenchang on the bed.

Baozi’s first instinct is to jump down again and make his escape. But he is awkwardly placed, close between Dewang and the sick man, who he must certainly not disturb. So he stays put.

Wenchang shows no signs of consciousness but his hand, slightly buried in the soft fur, twitches, almost as if he was stroking the cat.



Gang Ling bursts into the tent dramatically. “Who’s Xiao Khan here?”

Fuli gasps, Cuiying jumps to his feet immediately. “Who is asking?”

“Lieutenant Gang to you.”

As he speaks, Fuli slips out of the tent, and seconds later the other three clerks push their way in. Zaitian is carrying a sword.

“Who sent you?” says Cuiying, calmly.

“Your master, obviously,” Boxiao says impatiently. “He told me to tell you to go to him so he can tell you to tell the rest of these weirdos to get ready to go find a local old man, Hui Tao or whoever, and tell him about my captain and to pack his bags and come with you to see to the injured here or else!”

Zaitian looks at Xufeng in confusion, who shakes his head.

“Can you repeat that, slowly, and in Chinese?” says Bitong sarcastically.

Boxiao grits his teeth and deliberately focuses on their ‘leader’. “Well?”

Cuiying frowns at Bitong. “Do you have proof of that?” he says to Boxiao.

These people are so slow. Boxiao all but throws the quartermaster’s letter at them. “Come. Now. And I hope you're not thinking of frightening me with that little chopstick.” He doesn't look anywhere but at Cuiying, but it's clear the last remark is directed at Zaitian.

Fuli takes the letter, but instead of examining it, she closes her eyes. She doesn’t even need to look at the writing - Master Du’s anxiety pervades it like a perfume.

“It’s real,” she says, a moment later. Great, Boxiao thinks. Another one of them.

Bitong reaches out his hand, and she hands it over to him. He squints at the scribbles. “This is vague.”

Cuiying pauses a moment, ignoring Boxiao’s glower.

“If Master Du says we have to find this doctor, we must,” he says. Boxiao glowers, Also because you must make yourself useful to the army someti- “We can’t leave this moment, though. Fuli, can you talk to Madam Whatshername? And Xufeng, let Song Xiu know - no, leave him a note in the offices, he’ll be asleep. We’ll leave before morning.”

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Then the LORD said to me, "Go again, love a woman who is loved by her husband, yet an adulteress, even as the LORD loves the sons of Israel, though they turn to other gods and love raisin cakes."

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Re: [Fate RP] Romance of the Three Kingdoms: CE184

Postby Scarik » Fri Aug 17, 2018 10:49 pm

They have no idea where to find the famed Hua Tuo but with several of them being accustomed to merchants and all of them being from Youzhou they know to go to Nan Pi and start there.

The sentries don't bother to stop a group of officials riding away from the army. They aren't soldiers so they can't be deserters and they aren't going toward the enemy anyhow.

Before sunrise the going is slow even along good roads lest they risk hitting a divot or misstep into a wagon rut. Once dawn comes though they quicken the pace and reach the first village.
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Re: [Fate RP] Romance of the Three Kingdoms: CE184

Postby Kivutar » Tue Aug 21, 2018 1:48 am

Fuli tries the village apothecary, who shrugs and shakes her head. The others soon come back, with similar stories.

This happens in every village they visit, for days.
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Then the LORD said to me, "Go again, love a woman who is loved by her husband, yet an adulteress, even as the LORD loves the sons of Israel, though they turn to other gods and love raisin cakes."

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Re: [Fate RP] Romance of the Three Kingdoms: CE184

Postby Scarik » Tue Aug 21, 2018 2:00 am

As they reach the wood where they fought Liao Chun the first time they meet a group of boys gathering firewood who are happen to have an excuse to gawk at a well-dressed woman.

"Dr. Hua?" the oldest of the brothers asks when they describe him, "He came through our village two weeks ago after the battle here to see the elder."
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Re: [Fate RP] Romance of the Three Kingdoms: CE184

Postby Ladki96 » Tue Aug 21, 2018 5:48 pm

"Yes, that is the man we're looking for. Can you please take us to meet your elder?"
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