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>I promise I will get a full description here but a short one will do for the moment<

Throughout battles past, present and even in the future, there are grounds that are spoken about as if they are nothing but a myth to warriors; however the few that find their way here find themselves in awe at the lush field that was once used as a battlefield of old. Carefully treading as not to make a sound you yourself find this place. Swords, bows arrows as well as many other weapons readily seen as are bones of former warriors.

Standing still for a moment you hear the battle of the past, you see it as if you are actually there, the souls of the dead warriors around you beckon you to join them... they welcome you to stay at the Lost battlegrounds.


Rules are simple folks... Keep it pg, follow the rules of the site and if you do fight here remember to keep it civil. Have fun

Aric would yawn some looking out into the area that was once filled with people and sounds of swords clashing, people screaming at one another. The fight that was, now had created a new place this is where we are now but he didn't mind it and went on to walk about the are to find a place to sit and rest upon hearing all that has happened he left the area of the fight and went to a place of peace of and quiet if one would dare to call it that in away way. Once the white haired youth found a place of rest he sat down placed his hand behind his head letting out another yawn, closing is crimson to fall into a slight slumber.

Nishra sat on the branch above, her back against the tree with her eyes closed, she imagined how it must have been all those years ago, the sound of anguish filling the air now as it had done then, her left eye opening to reveal a blood red orb, her ivory skin and chalk white hair making her seem like a doll "So what are we doing here my beloved brother, are you really that sick of father's orders?" she giggled with a smirk closing her eye once more

"Why not? I rather not care about the people we have to fight against it's not like I care really." he said to her, eyes slowly opening looking up into the the tree where the other was. "As I have said before you didn't need to come you could have done what you wanted and not be here after all." letting out another yawn, "The feeling of all this suddenly makes me bored and nor do I care also. . . . .dear sister what side are we on again you know I can have a bad memoirs at times."

"You are going to get into so much trouble" she laughed "And I want to be there when you receive punishment" her eyes opening and sparkled at the thought of the favorite finally gaining punishment "Umm... Does it really matter what side we are on?" he asked in a serious tone

"It seems not to matter much, but I know you are wanting to see father get his hands on me and rip me a new one. I know how you feel about it all" he said. "Also you should make sure your friends are careful with being nice, I did nothing to them so I don't like being talked to like that as you know."

Nishra grinned "Death is death and it comes to us all... Well if we are lucky enough to meet him that is..." she paused a second "You, you'd end up chasing him away like you did mother" she opened her eyes revealing the bloody orbs once more that she used for eyes "Your right I do... You mess up and I'm the one punished... how the hell does that work" she looked down to her elder brother "I can't control his tongue, I am not his keeper" she snorted as she leaned forward debating about dropping an apple on his head just to test gravity

Demo lingered in the tree line surrounding the silent battlefield. "Now why did I come out here again. Oh yes it's a shortcut on my way to get supplies." He said warily watching his every step when he came upon the pair. In defense he hid behind a tree trying not to be seen.

She felt they where no longer alone within the endless battlefield, her eyes going to where she felt the gaze of another "You can come out from hiding" she cooed gently "He is to lazy to fight and I am rather enjoying being on this branch so you are perfectly safe..." she paused for a second before grinning "At least for now"

As he paced the corridors of the castle, Gozeo found himself lost in his own mind. Thoughts, fantasies, and memories plagued him. His body ran on autopilot, as the Valayarin soldier made his routes, he caressed the pistol strapped to his leg.
The pistol, showing wear and tear, was remarkable. Clearly meant to be decorate only, the steel weapon bore engravings of a woman entangled by vines, and of a man struggling to free her. While it was obviously quite expensive, the wielder would have loved it just as much if it had been made of paper, the memories that came with it made it priceless.
The stocky man came to a door, on the other side of said door, was the Masquerade Ball the Queen had decided to throw. Music played loudly, as well did the cheers and chatter of the attendees. Gozeo however did not much care for the party life. His life for the past decade had been focused on two things, his career, and his love, only one had reached a point he was pleased with.
"I'm sure you would've hated this thing," Gozeo said under his breath, with a smirk accompanying the words.

A slight clanging sound could be heard as the steed continued it's strong heavy footed trot into the unknown. It's rider seemed slightly confused as to where she had ended up to this time. "Oh hell this can't be right" she said aloud, probably talking to the horse seeing as she was alone. The horse stopped letting off a snort before pawing one hoof at the ground. "Where on this damned planet have you taken me this time? I swear .. you are the most non reliable steed I have ever crossed paths with." She still seemed to be chatting away to the horse as if the beast understood her tongue.

Getting the beast to move again she seemed to be scanning the area.. looking for something. A clue to where she was would be fantastic at this point though she saw none. The place gave her a uneasy yet welcome feeling. It was odd she didn't seem to mind it though, she normally didn't feel welcome anywhere but this place seemed to call to her very soul. "Tsk.. well come on Thorn we need to get out of this place there's still slaying to be done along with other things.." If the grass beneath her horses hooves wasn't already dead it would have been from it's touch, she seemed to carry a plague of sorts within her very aura.

((You can ignore my blabber for now I'll be gone for at least 3 hours ^.^; felt like putting my foot in the door though.))

Aric sat up looking over to the one who just came upon him and is sister. "She is right for now." as laid back down on the ground yawning once again. "You dear sister shouldn't be so. . . .upset about everything, I said I WOULD fix it I never said when. But just take my word for it," as he closed his eyes, one of the imp like tails swaying some. "Also love can you send an apple my way since you thought of dropping on me." he grind.

Eyes went to the woman who had entered with a Horse and yawned some "Wow, you under stand it" she seemed almost suprised ignoring her brother for the moment, hearing the question she asked the horse she quirked a brow "You have never heard of the lost battlegrounds?" she couldn't believe a warrior would have never heard of this place, it was the area she and her brother had been brought up hearing in bedtime stories.

Her eyes now fell to her brother "Please, we both know you are the favorite..." she began growling a little "you are the eldest and the boy, you could never do any wrong in father's eyes" she say listening to his want of an apple "You want an apple come get it yourself" she huffed sitting back against the trunk once more 'I am not the maid' she thought

"I was asking palightly you know, it is not like I was demanding of anything of you." he said to her then listened on hearing the rest of what she had said before. "Did I ever ask for this? No I didn't, did I want to be that one lucky kid? No I didn't can you please for once just stop being a bitch about it and let me see what I can do or at least give you a food ahead then behind?" as he turned over then got up walked over to the tree she was in reach up to take an apple, once taking a bite he fell back on to the ground proceeded to eat it. "Sometimes I hate everything that gets thrown on me you know this." as much as he didn't like to do things he liked to just move about and spend quiet time with his sibling when they could get it, and not be in a busy castle with everyone moving him around and her to places. The best time was times like this, well sometimes when they where fighting about something.

"You ask politely my death sibling, wonders will never cease to amaze me, normally you are a brat about things" she closed her eyes "It doesn't matter if you wanted to be the lucky one or not, time to face facts, you are the favorite... we both know if I was to die in this war father wouldn't shed a tear, he would say I was to weak to survive" her tone low as she knew the truth of the matter was the only one that would shed a tear for her, was her beloved twin.

"You... you on the other hand you get a graze on your knee and it's almost as if the universe is coming to an end" she growled, she was pissed and it showed she done everything she could to gain their fathers approval but no matter how hard she tried it was never enough to measure up to him "I cherish these times with you, it feels like the only time we can be happy without me having to go play obedient little tool and you playing the happy little prince" she raised her hand to and apple and watched him sitting down before dropping it a smile appearing under her mask

"Times like this are the best and now we are at war what are we fighting for again?" he asked, knowing this would not be easy for the both to get out of. "Father knows you not, like how I know you. Besides he is just a senile old man who can't even remember what day of the week it let along remember our own mothers death anniversary from his own shadow on the wall"