Xena had a very eventful night, the majority of the day having been a real adventure. Taking a rare medicine poultice to a town healer. Rescuing a woman from a very bad former lover. And of course, then there was dealing with a bandit group that was extorting a village under threat of burning it down, many had fallen to her sword, including their chief... after which the rest had fled as the true cowards they were. There had been a couple close calls, but luckily her partner Gabrielle had been there to help out.
She had no sooner made camp for herself and her mate, tying the horse to trees close by, and laid down to rest. A few seconds later, it was morning. What, morning?! And in what seemed to be a temple. As she sat up, blinking her eyes as she awoke, she was also naked. She was fully bare except for a leather band around her neck. All that was near her were toga, sandals.. but weapons? Where was her sword, the daggers? Ohhh. There was at least her chakram, or "round killing thing" as Gabrielle had called it once. As she slipped the familiar toga and slipped on the sandals, she looked around. Yes, this was very much a Greek temple. She had seen many such as this.
And that statue. Who was it? She tried to remember, it didn't seem like any she had seen in recent years- oh, now bells were ringing and a voice was coming from it. A voice identifying himself as Eros, son of Aphrodite. But that was odd to Xena, the god she knew usually referred to himself as Cupid.. whose forthcoming words were sounding less and less like the god she knew. In fact, the more the voice spoke of her predicament, including what she was required to do to live, the angrier she felt. Anger which was only evident in her steely gaze and tenseness of her body.
To live, she had to do what? Not that she was against it under normal circumstances. She just hadn't had time lately with the saving people and redeeming her past thing she had going on, and of course there was already someone that she felt very close to. But if it would prevent her death, then of course she would do what was needed to keep it. She was one who knew very well that sometimes you had to do whatever had to be done in order to preserve life. "I can't believe this," she said, loudly for anyone to hear the anger in frustration, as she left the temple, her map in one hand. And the chakram in another. Oh please, she thought, let there be a bandit or warlord to take down. Please.
Network
What is this device? Seems really magical. To be able to talk to anyone from great distances.. interesting. Okay, so I think I have this weird thing figured out. Mostly.
My name is Xena. And I'll probably need some help with this collar. But not right now. I can still go a few more days. But has anyone seen a young woman? A bard? She has short yellow hair and answers to the name Gabrielle.
Summer Solstice
Xena is wearing a nice blue tunic, something she was comfortable with back in her time. She had come to this event tonight to see what it was about, and also maybe to socialize a bit, get to know some of the others who were trapped here. That seemed like a good plan to her. She hadn't often been in the habit of sleeping with strangers; maybe a few times in her past, but not often. So perhaps it would be more comfortable for her to get to know some people beforehand.
The fire eaters and dancers were interesting to watch. And the food! She had seen some familiar to her, some fruit and meat helpings. While others, well, she hadn't seen food such as that before, so she opted to try some. So, with plate in hand, and a drink of wine, she had now made her way toward the bonfire where she had seen a few other people gathering at.
Xena | Xena: WP
Xena had a very eventful night, the majority of the day having been a real adventure. Taking a rare medicine poultice to a town healer. Rescuing a woman from a very bad former lover. And of course, then there was dealing with a bandit group that was extorting a village under threat of burning it down, many had fallen to her sword, including their chief... after which the rest had fled as the true cowards they were. There had been a couple close calls, but luckily her partner Gabrielle had been there to help out.
She had no sooner made camp for herself and her mate, tying the horse to trees close by, and laid down to rest. A few seconds later, it was morning. What, morning?! And in what seemed to be a temple. As she sat up, blinking her eyes as she awoke, she was also naked. She was fully bare except for a leather band around her neck. All that was near her were toga, sandals.. but weapons? Where was her sword, the daggers? Ohhh. There was at least her chakram, or "round killing thing" as Gabrielle had called it once. As she slipped the familiar toga and slipped on the sandals, she looked around. Yes, this was very much a Greek temple. She had seen many such as this.
And that statue. Who was it? She tried to remember, it didn't seem like any she had seen in recent years- oh, now bells were ringing and a voice was coming from it. A voice identifying himself as Eros, son of Aphrodite. But that was odd to Xena, the god she knew usually referred to himself as Cupid.. whose forthcoming words were sounding less and less like the god she knew. In fact, the more the voice spoke of her predicament, including what she was required to do to live, the angrier she felt. Anger which was only evident in her steely gaze and tenseness of her body.
To live, she had to do what? Not that she was against it under normal circumstances. She just hadn't had time lately with the saving people and redeeming her past thing she had going on, and of course there was already someone that she felt very close to. But if it would prevent her death, then of course she would do what was needed to keep it. She was one who knew very well that sometimes you had to do whatever had to be done in order to preserve life. "I can't believe this," she said, loudly for anyone to hear the anger in frustration, as she left the temple, her map in one hand. And the chakram in another. Oh please, she thought, let there be a bandit or warlord to take down. Please.
Network
What is this device? Seems really magical. To be able to talk to anyone from great distances.. interesting. Okay, so I think I have this weird thing figured out. Mostly.
My name is Xena. And I'll probably need some help with this collar. But not right now. I can still go a few more days. But has anyone seen a young woman? A bard? She has short yellow hair and answers to the name Gabrielle.
Summer Solstice
Xena is wearing a nice blue tunic, something she was comfortable with back in her time. She had come to this event tonight to see what it was about, and also maybe to socialize a bit, get to know some of the others who were trapped here. That seemed like a good plan to her. She hadn't often been in the habit of sleeping with strangers; maybe a few times in her past, but not often. So perhaps it would be more comfortable for her to get to know some people beforehand.
The fire eaters and dancers were interesting to watch. And the food! She had seen some familiar to her, some fruit and meat helpings. While others, well, she hadn't seen food such as that before, so she opted to try some. So, with plate in hand, and a drink of wine, she had now made her way toward the bonfire where she had seen a few other people gathering at.