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Location: Sheridan Manor, on the outskirts of Lathulla She ignored the thought of her mother. She new that her mom would be disappointed that she hadn't said anything. But that face... the look of fear and concern on her mothers face, it made her nervous. She'd feel guilty when she saw her. "Yeah... She will. It won't matter when we return as heroes, then they'll both see that holding us back was a mistake." Her voice was confident, a edged determination to prove herself more than some princess little bimbo. Her body shifted back from her brother walking by, his shoulder brushing against her. She moved to her horses stall. Lucky was his name, a wild lowly breed that she had won in a game of chance. He was uncontrollable, wild and acting on his own instincts. Her fathers stable hands told her to get rid of him, that he made for a terrible breed for a nobles daughter. She of course kept him, and learned that while he didn't listen to her commands, he knew what he was doing. She could tell he was lucky, and that letting him have reign over there movements would bring her luck as well. For a lowly breed, Lucky is exceptionally fast and is able to face dangers without flinching, that even a warhorse might run from. She slipped her own equipment over Lucky's back, bringing all the supplies she could think off. She'd been preparing for this day for along time, and went over many times what she might need to bring. She drew a long black cloak over her shoulders. When the cloak settled over her form, it would be difficult to tell she was a women. She put one leg over the other on Lucky, squeezing her toned thighs around his back before clicking her heels into his side to make him go outside. She trotted over to where her brother was, giving him a crooked smirk. It was finally time.

Location: Sheridan Manor, on the outskirts of Lathulla She smiled warmly, her eyes alight with excitement for what is to come. She felt his strong arms wrap around her tightly, she always felt so safe with Lucius, he was just so different from everyone else. She pulled him close to her, her large plush breasts pressing up against his chest, moving her cleavage up against him. She reached her head up and planted a soft kiss on his cheek, while briefly brushing her fingers through his hair. She breathed in deeply through her nose, he smelt spicy to her, and his scent made her relax in his arms. Her warm smile turned into a impish smirk upon there embrace ending, "I did get you.. need to be ready out there bro, never know what might happen out there in the real world.." Her tone was mock menacing, and she gave him a shove as she spoke teasingly. Her eyes lit up widely, and her soft lips opened from surprise. "Are you kidding me!?" She raised her hands in shock, her entire posture in disbelief. "You finally got the old man to step off!?" Her smile sprung back onto her face, joy painted across it, "This is amazing!!". She made a determined fist with her hand, raising it to her eye level while grinning with drive and fervor. "Your the best Lucius, theirs no way i would have ever been able to convince him. I thought for sure that i would have had to sneak off for good to get away. I my god this is so exciting!" She jumped back fourth on her feet while giggling with joy. She stopped her celebration as her brother mentioned her mother. For a moment she nearly lied to him outright, but he could always tell when she wasn't being honest, and she hated keeping secrets from her brother, though she did have one. "Oh... well eh, no not really..." She scratched the back of her head as she looked away from him with a sheepish look on her face. "She'd just make me feel guilty for leaving... I don't want her worried face stuck in my mind as we begin our journey... She'll forgive me!" She looked back up at her brother with a slight blush on her face, slightly embarrassed at her immaturity in dealing with her mother. She looked over at her horse, her smile again returning, "Lets get out of here Lucius... before the old man changes his mind."

Location: Sheridan Manor, on the outskirts of Lathulla Ciara Buckled her her black boot straps tightly against her leg, her boots going half way up her, one of the leather straps connecting with her short spider-silk dress. She clipped on the black leather straps around her chest and left shoulder, placing her throwing knives into each of there holders. She wiggled her small soft fingers as her leather glove slipped over her hand, feeling its tightness and durability. She wore an impish grin on her face as she placed her traveling beg full of equipment from her fathers private guards chambers, one last act of rebellion before leaving the sorry sod behind for good. She set the lock back into place upon leaving the guards room, making it appear that it was never broken into. She had a joyous bounce in her step while walking through the castle towards the stable. She was going to leave, to see the world and all it's wondrous glory! Her hand dropped to her belt, feeling one of the two identical daggers resting in there place at her side. They were each 8 inches long, the material obsidian laced with silver, a Kraken etched in to blade, It's tentacles wrapping around itself forming the handle. I smile fell as she felt it against her finger tips, a painful grimace appearing, her eyes ghostly and haunted. A memory flashed inside her minds eye, seeing herself stab her mentor over and over with his own dagger, his blood spraying up on her face as she cried, her teeth gritting together in rage. Her face twitched, going a little pale, remembering was his twisted face looking up at her, the life leaving his eyes. She pulled out her flask and took a long gulp, pressing the memory out of her mind, shoving her feelings inside herself. She marched forward, thinking about what creatures her and her brother might see, her crooked grin again returning at the prospect of there upcoming adventure.She wasn't sure what her father would say about her leaving, she knew he would want to stop her, but this time, she would leave with her brother no matter what, she had enough of his games, his 'Plans' for her. While she knew her father loved her, she also knew he had her for a purpose, to raise the families standing through marriage, the thought made her shake her head in frustration. Marry some goodie two shoes prince? No fucking way! She gave a loud harumph to herself. She's getting out of here one way or another... She looks around the castle corners, not wanting to be spotted by her mother. She felt guilty leaving without saying goodbye, but she didnt want to hear her mother try and convince her to stay, making her feel ashamed to leave. She loved her mother dearly, having a great amount of respect for her, and wanting to say goodbye, giving her a big tight hug and kiss her on the cheek telling her how much she loves her. But she doesn't want to hear the protests, she was tired of being stopped. She sneaks carefully into the stable, not sure if Lucius will convince her father, and preparing for the worst. She climbs one of the beams of the stable, up onto the rafter, covered in shadow. She pulls out her lucky coin, flipping it about in her fingers, feeling its texture through her gloved hand. She shoots the coin up into the air, grabs it and plants it on her other hand. Heads. She smiles, heads is always lucky, things were going to workout, she was sure of it. She saw her brother walk inside the stables, looking around for her. She nearly calls down to him to get his attention, before a devious thought enters her mind, her crooked smile growing a little. She knows this is serious, but she cant help herself, her brother doesn't see her, and the temptation is too strong for her to resist. She quietly sneaks just above him on the rafter, then hangs down from her arms, just a foot above his head. She knows he might hear her, but she is incredibly sneaky when she wants to be. She lets go dropping down and quickly wrapping her arms around his neck, and legs grasping around his waist from behind, squeezing him tightly, shouting, "Gotcha!" while giggling wickedly into his ear.

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