The moment Lilith showed up both of the men looked at her appearing to almost sense her presence. Surprisingly the man who was facing the vice-captain became stiff. The sight of her made his eyes wander such that they did not meet hers and he began rubbing his hands together while blowing on them as if he were cold. It was late in the night.
Jacob’s reaction was completely the opposite. His eyes met hers with intensity and they were still that same welcoming abyss as before but now they pressured her. Or attempted to. Her own crimson eyes rose to the challenge and though they refrained from glowing there was a clear defiance within them.
Even looming over her as he did the other soldier did nothing to break her perfectly straight spine despite the couple of feet he had on her. The hand near his weapon was not so much a threat as it was a joke only she could understand and while she studied his posture it was not because she thought it skilled so much as she thought his natural talent with balance was impressive.
Whether he knew that his intimidation had failed or was simply attempting to be courteous he knelt so he could once again look into her eyes. This time however they were not on the streets of Marinez. They were outside of the walls and the ground was far less clean.
Dirt and mud caked the armour from his knee to his toe and she assumed some mud had gone through the gaps in the joint at the knee to soak that which he wore underneath. It did not seem to bother him much. That same smile that had somehow returned to his face was still present as he began to speak.
“Don’t be too worried. We’re just having a discussion about how to proceed.” He said almost completely brushing past the information Lilith wanted to hear. It appeared she had to outright demand it should she wish to know.
“I assume this has something to do with the terrain ahead. Is the forest particularly dangerous perhaps?” She asked in reply. The man behind the vice-captain visible winced as she used that information but Jacob only strained his smile slightly. She would have still figured it out from his expression regardless but she supposed it was nice to see him try.
Even in spite of what she just said he smiled at her and replied “You might get hurt in there and we promised to protect you. I won’t take you in there.” His tone was firm and resolute but he was essentially ignoring her at this point.
That last comment clearly was not for her and it was as if he did not believe she had a say in the matter of her own safety. She would very much like to teach him otherwise. Unfortunately endangering the knights runs counter to her mission given that she is here to essentially recruit them. She listened to the forest just to check but she was correct in assuming the creatures inside were too dangerous for the knights. All the heartbeats were more impactful than the badger.
Truth be told she had been unsatisfied with the expedition so far. The knights were entirely too cautious which is perhaps a sign of competence. Nevertheless any small attempts on her part to direct the knights or give advice had been interrupted or ignored.
They simply had no need for her assistance when the only injury they sustained had been a surprise attack from one of the larger predators in the area. The forest however contained a number of dangers that she was fairly certain they would not be capable of fending off on their own. Of course this comes with the significant risk that they would be hurt in the process.
She stands there for a few moments seemingly thinking over his words. Then she suddenly starts walking. Her footsteps are elegant and poised despite the mud but most importantly confident. She does not respond to the vice-captain’s statement and so he asks.
“Where are you going?” His voice becomes deep but wandering. She can likely sense the small undercurrent of rebuke but cares not. She is walking towards the forest and though there is some distance until she gets there the fact that she had not answered his statement makes his ever smiling face scrunch up in annoyance.
He walks after her and catches up swiftly despite her steps never stopping. He looks into her eyes but she does not look at him instead focussing on the forest ahead of her. He moves in front and crosses his arms looking down at her with a finally displeased frown.
“I told you I’m not taking you into the forest.” He repeats as if that means anything to her. This time however she has nothing to gain from allowing him to still believe her a weak, spoiled and overconfident child. She continues walking as if he does not exist right until she comes face to face with him and finally she replies.
“I do not require your permission nor your assistance.” Then she continues walking forward. He only frowns deeper but remains where he stands intending to block her way and stop this childish tantrum.
Only to be pushed aside by a light hand on his waist so hard that he stumbles before regaining his footing and staring at her with widened eyes. She pays little attention to this and before he can get over his shock she is standing in front of the forest entrance a small smile displayed on her face for all the knights to see before she steps inside.
Claire sighs as she sees this but she too starts walking into the forest. She looks up at the sky and notes that the sky is turning light blue. If they stay in the forest for too long then they may have to fly home lest she become ash. Nevertheless she has to follow Lilith and so she does.
They do not look back to know whether the knights are following them and instead the pair gaze at their surroundings. Lilith examines each of the trees, picks up soil in her hand and rummages through it while Claire takes a deep breath through her nose. This comes out through her mouth in a sigh while Lilith is still examining a nearby rock for the bugs underneath.
“Why are you still investigating mistress? Did we not travel through this forest for several weeks already?” Claire asked staring confused as Lilith looked underneath the rock she was lifting and watched the bugs with interest as they crawled around it or fell off.
“I am simply monitoring changes to the environment and evaluating the area with fresh eyes. I have little else to do while I wait so I found this was the most optimal means of spending the time I have. As well as the least likely to reveal secrets I would not like the knights to be privy to.” Lilith replied as she put the rock back down and walked over to another tree bringing a branch closer to her face.
“The trees aren’t any different mistress and while the plant life is daylillies instead of daisies that is simply a matter of salt from the nearby sea.” Claire replied as she glanced over the plants herself. She smiled nostalgically at a tree with particularly low branches but was interrupted by footsteps.
Turning around the two were greeted by a group of knights marching in lockstep, eyes darting across the surroundings and immediately locking onto them as soon as they were within their limited scope of sight. “Located.” One of the knights shouted and indicated their direction with his head. The other knights followed his gaze and some sighed in relief while others put on their ‘very annoyed’ faces.
They approached slowly with each collective step carefully prodded with a sword beforehand to make certain they were not awakening a slumbering beast or triggering the trap of a snake. Once their immediate front had been cleared they stepped forward and continued the process.
From Lilith’s viewpoint this was rather comical but she understood the caution and respected them for it even if she personally knew their ‘investigation’ was pointless. It was not the most efficient method of detecting traps in a forest however as she had found better in a book from her shelf but she memorised it nonetheless if only to know that the knights used it.
The first to approach them was obviously Vice-captain Jacob and his face was no longer constantly filled with that ever welcoming smile. Claire sighed in relief as she saw his frown. Lilith looked at her with curiosity and she just waved her hand in a ‘later’ gesture.
“What were you girls thinking?!” His whispered reprimand echoed through every shadow and canopy in the forest they could see. It hounded them from every corner in an echo albeit a fairly diminished one. The airy quality taken on by the words only made the quiet judgement ring louder to all of those present and some of the knights winced.
Of course Lilith cared little for the judgement of others. “My honest thoughts are not relevant to the situation at hand and so I shall not relay them. What I shall relay however is I am very interested in the monsters this forest produced that cause you some measure of trouble.” She answered.
“That’s enough. This is no longer a matter of patience but for your own safety we need to leave.” He walked over to Lilith. Every stride was solid even on the rocky and slightly muddy terrain of the forest. His feet barely sunk, simply gliding across the ground despite the power used to send them forward every step.
Then as soon as only a few steps distance separated him from her his footsteps stopped making a sound. An arm reached forward heading underneath her own and she knew what he was attempting. She calculated the precise moment where he would be most off balance.
She made certain her body did not move during the intervening time and waited for the moment to arrive. He seemed to frown a moment before it happened. His arm hooked under her own but her arm wrapped around his head and squeezed lightly causing him to choke before she used his remaining inertia to make the man throw himself forwards.
Sticking her foot out along the way she attempted to trip him but it only made him stumble as he regained his balance shortly thereafter. He whirled back around his eyes locked onto hers and slightly wider than they previously were.
He opened his mouth to question her but she realised they would have some guests before she could answer his questions. So she forestalled them lest the answer be unsatisfactory. “I may answer your questions later. It appears we have company.” She told him and turned to look amongst the trees. Dubiously he followed her gaze but saw nothing.
He was about to turn his head away from the trees when a shadow was cast on the ground. His eyes narrowed and his hand went to the hilt of his sword. He did not recognise the shadow itself however it looked like a beast in the shape of a man.
By now it was close enough for Lilith to smell more than it’s blood and If she did not have perfect control, the instinctual reaction to the smell would have been to wrinkle her nose. Even as it was she felt like doing so regardless just to show how unpleasant this was. Even the wolves she had killed before entering Marinez had a forested and earthy scent to them. This was just plain, wet dog.
The creature’s heartbeat grew excited as it spotted them but not frantic. It beat in a steady rhythm like a drum of war. It had clearly failed to spot Lilith among the crowd however because the moment it met her eyes from the treetops it froze and the heartbeat became significantly faster.
She recognised it immediately of course. This specimen’s eyes were glowing blue rather than gold and it’s fur was the colour of wood mixed with a dash of red. Blood had splashed it in a haphazard pattern that looked almost like the rakes of a claw with it’s jaw particularly doused in the drained life of other creatures, old and sour. It was one of her brother's muts.
i smell a timeskip after she kills her brother?
If you want a somewhat vague but still containing a few spoilers answer to that it's below. If not then all I can say is there will be timeskips in this story and they become frequent once she has established the kind of progenitor she wants to be.
Timeskips become frequent after she has her ultimate interaction with her brother yes. Before that she is getting a handle on what she wants to be but that time will be used to solidify it. I always thought that authors were terrible at showing how time passes for an immortal and wanted to change that but I can't help but feel like using timeskips is just lazy writing now that I'm doing it. Still I want to keep to the original idea for this work and so I plan to show you Lilith into a few centuries maybe even a millennia in the future.
@Aligory Timeskips are cool. Every immortal story uses them. Cool immortal fanfic in marvel is https://www.scribblehub.com/series/481089/marvel-breezing-through-history-as-an-eternal/ You need time-skips to progress a story so it doesn’t feel like it’s just slowly being dragged along .
@Somnum_lectorem Perhaps they are needed but timeskips are used as an author once you have established what will happen within those timeskips. Except nothing stays the same for that long. Little changes, sidequests and the like are always going to pop-up and whenever I go to do a timeskip I can't help but think "I could do this better if I just wrote it all out. It would help characterise in times of peace and the little sidequests wouldn't just be a one line mention at the end of the timeskip." I guess that's the allure of writing slice of life though which this really isn't.
A good example of what I'm talking about is the travel between the capital and Marinez. Walking itself is boring to write about but Lilith studied monsters, her abilities, herself and Claire during that time. People like her don't just stop because what they're doing is monotonous and that's the kind of stuff that I'm not sure if I should miss.
I will probably have a lot of timeskips for the monotonous stuff and like last time just show the changes that have happened within that time. It is eventually going to get too much though especially when we start skipping centuries or decades. The world's entire technology level would have to change and Lilith's daily life will be much different by that point. Then there's also keeping track of people's ages and mortality, relationship changes(Because Lilith being still doesn't mean the world is) and other stuff like that. It's a lot to keep track of that only ends in a few lines like "Been a couple hundred years since I've been a vampire and things have changed." for most. That was what I was referring to when I said authors don't do timeskips right. They just brush all of that change under the rug and I intend to try and fix that with my book. Most of my characters will be immortal too so this is going to be a common occurence(Though in this book there are actually a few long-lived but very few true immortals.)
Anyway this is basically a rant 'cause this is gonna be probably the most difficult part once I get to it and I am both looking forward to seeing how it turns out and dreading that I make some stupid mistake that people will point out like "Oh but that event happened a few hundred years ago why is it so fresh in her memory?" Or something because that is the kind of internal comment I would make and be annoyed at.
@Aligory. immortal memory skill that could help so she isn't plagued of 10000 memories when she looks at a spoon and the memories associated with it, by only bringing forth the important stuff. or an internal memory bank / eg. Elaine's library from beneath the dragon eye moon’s.
Time-skips are cool,
if you don't like them you drink drool,
fool,
from a ten foot pool like a mule,
you are a two bit tool who the world will never rule.
@Somnum_lectorem You don't just give characters magic abilities out of nowhere that's just deus ex machina and bending the rules even slightly makes them inconsistent. The only reason magic works in stories is because the nonsense we authors write is consistent nonsense that you can follow along with.
I can't just give Lilith an ability like that though I know what you mean. It would be so much easier if I planned ahead for that kind of thing but I haven't actually said how vampires interact with memories yet so there's that possibility. This is the problem with having a status it tells the reader all of the abilities and you can't just add later 'so actually her memory is perfect'. Plus that wouldn't solve the problem I'm talking about permanently just for that specific instance. It could be the opposite. I said she remembers every written word she reads because of her 'bookworm' class but even I don't remember all of the written word she's read and i've only shown the status so far.When she starts reading books from other territories that is going to get exceptionally hard to manage.
I'm talking more author level mistakes where I just forget something I've established earlier in the story. I can't just create a power each time because that would be like writing a fight scene and then suddenly saying at the end 'you learned the skill - death defying. You may now survive a single fatal injury on 1HP.' That's not writing your way out of a hole you've dug for yourself that's just filling up the hole with the writer's hand and that really breaks my immersion personally.
I constantly re-read my stuff whenever I feel like I'm getting forgetful but even I get bored of reading my own writing over and over and over again. I miss more details each time I run it back and I'm afraid by arc 5 I'll not be able to read back the first arc just because it'd bore me and I'd miss most if not all of the details I was reading it for.
By the way nice poem/rap not that I know anything about either. I'm not sure I quite got the 'who the world will never rule' part because that just sounds like they're free of all restrictions to me and isn't that kind of a good thing? Also you totally changed tenses there.
I know I'm being mean and it is actually nice but now that I keep editing my own stuff I look at other people's texts and I'm like 'There's a mistake there, that tense is wrong, that's not how you spell adjudicate, Are you American or English just pick one! Stop switching between colour and color!
I'm totally rambling though but this is more of an author's issue than anything I just like to complain and if it's in my own comment section then everyone can see my thought process if they so choose.
@Aligory . I waffle on the daily. Most of the things I say are incorrect but hey, why not. Plus if you rhyme, you can do no crime! And I don’t wanna do time
@Somnum_lectorem I rhyme,
wind away my time,
Care not for the tock, tock, tock of the clock,
On my door a knock, knock, knock,
A creak from my chair, a brief exhale of air,
Little do I care, 'till I find a maiden fair,
With light argent hair, Eyes of ruby so rare,
So taken at once,
I notice not the askance,
Yet soon I am shaken,
For her mouth opens wide, revealing fangs of a ghostly white,
She does naught but glide, vanishing from sight,
Then I feel a prick at my neck, Not a nick at best,
But oh so drowsy I become, her cherry lips promise she only take some,
And there I succumb, Though solace I will take,
In the arms of a maiden so fair, with argent silver hair,
The sensation calms, and I know it oh so true,
For this is my final resting place and I never had a clue.
Wha'dya think. I'm pretty sure writing is similar to poems in a lot of aspects but I only whipped this up in a couple of minutes so I'm not really sure if it's any good or not. Cool exercise though.
@Aligory Wow 🤩 “crowd cheering” 👏 👏 👏 That’s really good. You should put it in the book as the internal monologue of some writer or aristocratic as they die to the princess of blood. 10000% better than the waffle and riff raff that I spout.
Blood drips of thy Fang tips,
Oh how thoe vermillion lips lick,
sip onto mine soul,
Oh how they rip,
Drip
Drip
What delicious wine
made only for a maiden so fine
Yes it's time to dine,
MwahhahahahahahahehehehehehehehehhHahahahhahaahahahahhhhehehehheehhahhahahahahahhaahhehegegeggeggagagagggegegeg 'cough' 'cough' 'hac-ck'
( thows up blood in a dramatic and exuberant manner eluding it's fake)
@Somnum_lectorem Thanks but I think I'll leave it as a comment section thing. Like an extra side story if you go looking for it or something. I didn't really write it as cannon to be honest just a cool little thought experiment and I don't think it adds much to the story honestly. Still I think it's a neat bit of trivia that you can look for should you want a bit more of the story. I should think up some more easter eggs like this actually to put in the comment sections, make them a little more interesting. Not all poems or songs obviously but perhaps a little side detail that doesn't really add anything but could be interesting to know attached to some of the comment sections based on people's suggestions in those sections. Like obviously nothing about characters or events that haven't been introduced yet but something I'm not going to show like a story about one of the families who traveled with Lilith to Marinez or something. Just a different perspective on events that have already happened or things we already know.
Anyway it was totally fun and pretty much entirely inspired by you so thanks and if this becomes a regular thing I'll give you credit in some way. I dunno maybe I could use that eldritch entity you wanted to add as part of the added stories or something. I'll figure it out.
Yes more crazy. More death. MORe BlOoD. The story is super duper good. You deserve 2 and a half cookies 🍪 🍪
Ps I don't need credit are chats are fun. Crazy x crazy = hedgehog helping hillbilly hog huff heroine out of an old wooden pipe