Death and Rebirth: Roleplay with TheNovaSwag #2

Chapter 2

N:   Saxon was up at the break of dawn, lumbering out of his tent as he went around to check on everyone. Knowing that it was still quite early, he guessed that Mandoria, Rowen, and Johann were still asleep, so instead, he went over to Wald's tent and poked his head in.

The insurgent was startled when he saw a grinning face appear in his tent, "Sir Saxon," he grumbled, covering his blanket over his head, "it's too early."

"It's never too early," the entity smirked as he walked in, "why don't we go and fish?"

"Why exactly," Wald asked, sitting up as he put on his shirt.

"We got a dragon to feed. Don't you want to meet him?" The insurgent grumbled a bit more before accepting, kicking the entity out of his tent so he could change. Once ready, they both got the fishing equipment and fished in a nearby lake, and brought back a ton of fish to the camp.

Walking up to Edel, Saxon crouched near him, a fresh fish in hand as the insurgent stood by with a full basket, "Hey, how are you doing, big guy? Are you hungry?"

M:   Edel grumbled a little as he was woken up, his nose twitching from the smell of the fish. When it came to injuries he was actually better off than the others, his only fresh wounds were raw marks from the chains and shackles rubbing against his skin, though he did have an eagle branded on both sides of his flanks.

Edel sniffed the fish, seeming hesitant and wary about accepting it, Prussia often drugged his food so he could control the dragon or have him sit by his throne whenever visitors came, for intimidation purposes.

Once he was certain that nothing fishy was going on, no pun intended, he carefully took the fish and swallowed it, still eyeing Saxon and Wald suspiciously.

N:   "There you go," Saxon spoke as he gently petted Edel, and he turned to Wald, "Pass me another." The insurgent got a fish and cautiously approached the dragon, handing the food over before quickly returning to his spot. Seeing this, Saxon tilted his head, "Why don't you come a bit closer?"

"Nein, I'm good," the insurgent quickly replied, taking a step closer to the basket, "being this close to a dragon is fine enough. I didn't know dragons even existed." Saxon hummed as he accepted his choice before feeding Edel.

"You know," he told the dragon, "when we heard what happened back home, the one person who was hit the hardest was England. He was so distressed from what happened to you that he refused to eat or drink, and he kept at it until we had to force him to eat. Even then, he really wasn't the same."

M:   Edel whimpered upon hearing that, distraught that England became so depressed, he wanted to go to the British Isles right now to show the country that he was alright.

A twig snapped to the left of them, and everyone turned over there, Mandoria was awake and was limping away from the camp, heading back in the direction of the stronghold. Edel reacted quickly and caught the winged kingdom before he could go too far, setting him down on the ground and sitting on him so he wouldn't escape.

"N-no, I h-have to go b-back," Mandoria said, his voice quiet and almost submissive sounding, "M-Master will be w-waking up soon, I-I need to go back to s-serve him, p-please, I-I'm a good pet, good p-pets pleasure their masters, I have to p-pleasure Master, please."

N:   "What- no," Saxon said firmly, "listen to me, Prussia is no longer your master, you hear me. He doesn't own you anymore." The king was worrying the entity more and more by the minute, wondering if the damage Prussia dealt couldn't be reversed.