✧･ﾟ:*When the sword is drawn from the stone, hope blooms within the rebellion.
But fates and destinies are fickle things and with the legend of the sword being fulfilled, another prophecy becomes set into motion.
Renly has been a part of the rebel...
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Two weeks after her first time meeting Goosefat Bill in that food storage cellar, Renly had once again found herself in the middle of one of the rebellion's missions. It wasn't like she meant to stumble upon them as they were sat on the rooftop gazing down at the Blacklegs guard rotation.
She lived there.
That was her roof.
Sure it was little more than a piece of fabric set up as a tent and a few belongings scattered here and there but that was her home god damn it.
Two men lay shoulder to shoulder on the roof, one of which she recognized and one of which she did not, Bedevere.
"You guys have to stop ruining my spots or I'm gonna have to start complaining."
The girl whined alerting the two men to her presence. Once again they seemed startled at her sudden appearance making her wonder how good of rebels they truly were if they could not even keep track of their own surroundings.
That time however instead of being sent on her way with a bag full of food for her troubles.
Goosefat had stalked over to her and hit her over the head, causing the young girl to pass out almost immediately.
She held a grudge against the man in question for years to come, only letting him off the hook until he had started teaching her to shoot a bow, although, if she was really being honest with herself, she only truly forgave him after she had received the honor of pulling an arrow out of his back two years later.
It was the next evening.
Renly stood looking out over the boats they were intending to hijack and sink.
It had taken a week to perfect the plan but Renly's mind was still running wild looking for things she had missed.
When she found nothing, she turned back to the crew they had brought.
Four boats, three people per boat, except for Back Lack, Rubio, and Bedevere who had been blessed with Renly's fine company.
Back Lack had been confused at first at the two other men's very negative reactions to having Renly on their team but he was soon far more understanding when he realized what a perfectionist the girl seemed to be when it came to things like these.
They were to move through the water at one meter's distance from one another, no more, no less.
She gave a nod to Percy who stood further down the shore and gave a whistle, then all the teams started moving into the water.
