Basic rules apply. If romance straight bi males.

Crusader: *clears his throat loudly*

delilah: whats that?

Crusader: And arrow *he holds it up and you can see the bits of brain on it* the king told me it was in my head

delilah: eugh

Crusader: It kinda hurt on the way out, but luckily nothing vital was lost! *he is still bleeding*

delilah: thats good

*he tosses the arrow into a nearby waste bucket*
Crusader: So, how has my old friend been?

delilah: i've been good

Crusader: thats great to hear
*his armor creaks as he sits down on a stool*
Crusader: It sure is dark in here

delilah: *lights a candle* better?
-you notice the scar on her neck-

*she also notices the amount of rust on his armor*
Crusader: Whats that? *he points at the scar*

Delilah: alright

*he walks out*

Delilah:*lies down*

Crusader: *a ways down the hall* What the!

Delilah:*falls asleep*

*she then hears the sounds of clashing metal*

Delilah: *wakes up*

*she then hears a cry of pain and a body hit the floor*

Delilah:*runs to where the sound came from*

*Crusader is standing with a knife in his neck, the assassin, disguised as a servant, lying dead on the floor*

king: not shocking, just disgusting

Crusader: Well that is the horrors of the battlefield... say, you are much smaller then i remember, and a lot tanner, you are King Galaton are you not?

king: uh no

*he stands there silently, he reaches for his sword*
Crusader: Then who are you, his son?

king: yeah

*he relaxes*
Crusader: So what happened to king? he was still reletively young when i left, i believe in his 40s and the war only lasted 7 years

king: not long after you left he was killed

Crusader: Blast, he owed me a few coins, what about his cat that old furball should still be around right?
(that cat died years ago, well before the the great war, how old is this guy?)

(he's like 40 ish canonically but i can change that for this rp if neccasary)
king: the cat died years ago

( imeant that the king would wonder how the Crusader would even know about the cat since most who knew had died, or are really old)

delilah: hello sir, this man needs some new armor

Smith: ... Uh... yes.. of course

delilah: thank you

Crusader: And i want it to look just like my armor
*the Smith just slowly nods, not taking his eyes off of him*

*several hours pass and he comes back with a new set of armor*

delilah: how much?

Smith: just take it and get out *he mumbles something about witches and necromancy*

delilah: ok

*Crusader picks up the stand and stumbles a bit but he seems to have it*
Crusader: Ok, lets head back... *he grunts as he changes his grip* lead the way!

delilah:8does so*

*when they make it back to the room he starts taking his armor off, revealing many scars form war, as well as mulitple gashes and the area where the hole in his armor was, i a bloody hole in his body*

Delilah:*doesn't say anything

*he walks to the throne room, getting weird looks form the guards and other servants*
*he kneels infront of the throne* Your highness

King: what do you need, sir

Crusader: I have returned from our crusade, good sir

King: how'd it go?

I was the only survivor, but it seems they had retreated
(the king would have known that battle was a major loss, with no reported survivors)

(oop)
king: oh.. what a shame

Crusader: Yes very unfortunate, and i do believe you were reported of the incident with your son?

king: yes i was, and i don't see the issue here

Crusader: Good *the king notices the rent in his armor, as well as a broken arrow in his head*

(they lost that crusade)

Felix: *grabs the sword and kicks crusader off of him*
(Ok, also he grabbed it by the blade lol)

Crusader: Good you are learning *he then throws his sword like a spear at the prince stabbing through and pinning his foot to the ground*

Felix: agh!

*he then charges forward and back hands the prince with his armored gloved breaking his nose, he rips his sword form his foot and smacks him in the temple with the hilt*

-knocked out bc that makes sense-

Crusader: Pathetic, *he grabs the attention of a servant* Get him to his quarters and tell his father he picked a fight he couldn't win

Servant alright *does so*

*He looks for Delilah*

-she is in the next room over-

*Dripping blood form his arm wound he walks over to the next room and enters*

(oop)
king: how'd you know about the cat?

Crusader: What do you mean? everyone knows of the cat *he lists off people who know the cat, all of them really old or dead*

king: most of those people are dead, and the rest are like in their 80's

Crusader: No they are not, they should be as old as i am, im only 37, Richard and Mark, should be in there 40's

king: uh no

Crusader: Hm, 50's?

king: their dead

Crusader: Impossible!
*maybe he should be asked what year it is)

king: what year do you think it is

Why its 491 (not sure what year its supposed to be so i went with a medieval date)

(they are dead)

delilah: someone slit my throat a few years ago but a doctor got to me before i died

Crusader: HOW DARE-
*he stands up and draws his sword but the guard gets caught on his face plate and rips it off, exposing the a pale and sunken face, the face of a dead man*

delilah: y-you're dead?!

Crusader: No im just Irish, (saw that joke thought it matched his character), if i were dead i wouldn't be talking to you right now now would i?

delilah: oh ok
(lol)

(the fact that she just accepts that)
Crusader: *picks up the face plate and tries to reattach it but it just falls back off

delilah: ...

Crusader: Blast *he tries again and sees that a part is missing* Do you see any small bolt like peices lying on the ground? i cant bend over to look due to the armor

delilah: no, but i can look for it

Crusader: Thank you *he awkwardly stands there and holds the face plate in place*

delilah:**looks away

Crusader: What?

delilah: nothing

Crusader: Cant handle the muscles? *he flexes, for a dead guy, he is pretty well muscled* *he puts his helmet armor back on*

delilah: uhm sure, we'll go with that

Crusader: Ha! years of war will shape a man, both in good and bad ways, but i try to look on the good side, i fought for my gods, and the gods blessed me

delilah: *nods*

*he stretches in the armor*
Ah much better

delilah:*looks back*

Crusader: *he sits back down* so do you care to tell me what the prince was up to?

Delilah: Jesus!

Crusader: Was that his name?

Felix: you don't want to do this

Crusader: No, YOU dont want to do this, a true warrior doesnt warn his enemy, i have killed many under the savior, dont think i wont smite you

Felix: I could have you killed, or kill you myself

Crusader: Then do so, all ive heard from you is talk

Felix: fine

*he waits for his strike*

Felix:*swings at him*
Delilah:*runs away*

*just lets the swing connect, the sword getting lodged in his armor, then he headbutts Felix hard and then kicks him in the stomach, pulling out Felix's sword and dual wielding them, blood drips down his arm were the sword connected*

Felix: what the-
(Felix isn't wearing armor)

(crusader is, i meant he tanked the blow, just to be menacing)
Crusader: Only the weak fear the bite of a blade *he makes a motion as if to lop of the princes head*

Delilah: what happened to you?

Crusader: He fought, so i showed him what we holy men learned on the battle feild

Delilah: oh

Crusader: Well my crusade is done, i was the only survivor unfortunately, so i wanted to come back to see my old friend

Delilah: well I'm glad you did

*you notice a nasty rent in the armor on his chest, looks like a wound from a greatsword*

Delilah: what's that?

*he looks at the rent*
Crusader: Not sure, guess one of them got me, good thing it didnt kill me eh? *he laughs* Well i should be off to see the king *he turns around to leave and you see the same rent in his armor going outward instead of inward, like the great sword went straight through*

Delilah: 0-0

*he leaves the room, blood still dripping from his arm*

delila: he didn't do anything

Crusader: Then why was he holding you like that? and why did you look scared?

delilah: i just accidentally made him mad

Crusader: Do you know what he might have done?

Delilah: no..

Crusader: what did you think was gonna happen?

Delilah: I don't know

Crusader: Then maybe it was best i intervened,... say, what are you? a servant, scholarly maid?

Delilah: just a servant

Crusader: as i thought... well, im off to the bar! *he hops up and walts out the door*

(its roughly 1200, but i can modify that)
king: nope, its 543

Crusader: I assure you its 491

king: no its not

Crusader: Whatever, you are all bloody crazy i tell ya, im going back to the barracks *he starts walking the wrong way*

king: you're going the wrong way

*he mocks the king with his hand and continues walking, geting lost in the castle in the process, he walks by Delilah's room*

-the door is open and you see her in there-

*he waves*

delilah:*waves back*

*he walks into the room, she notices the arrow he pulled out of his head in his hand*
(he picked it back up on the way out of the throne room)

Felix:*doesn't even look at you*

Crusader: *clears his throat again, and when ignored further* Sir!

felix: what do you want

Crusader: I believe im supposed to be speaking to the king and the prince about the war efforts, not some love hungry deviant

Felix: I'm not love hubgr6

Crusader: Then why are you holding her like that, you should feel ashamed of preying on someone of lower stature

felix: you don't need to know

Crusader: *he starts to draw his sword* I think your father will appreciate me putting you in your place you insolent brat

Felix:*let's go of her and draws his sword as well*

Crusader: I've been looking forward to this for years *he takes a step forward*

Hungry*

king: are you ok?

Crusader: My arm is fine, just need to put a bandage on it

king: not your arm, the rest of you. also i meant that i don't see problem with what my son did

Crusader: Hm, well i guess this is what this kingdom has come to, and what do you mean the rest of me?

king: the arrow

Crusader: What arrow?

king: the on sticking out of your head

*he feels around his head until he finds the arrow, he then grips it and rips it out, a bit of brains is still attached to the barbed end, as now he is bleeding from his helmet*
Crusader: Hm, i wonder how that got there *he tosses it aside*

king: oh my god

Crusader: I dont understand your shock

delilah:*looks for the bolt*

*she finds it but its broken*

delilah: i found it, buts broken

Crusader: Typical, i need a new set of armor anyway, so ill head to the smith, care to join me?

delilah: ok

Crusader: Great! now i kinda need you to lead the way, i clearly dont know where im going

delilah of course

Crusader: *thumbs up*

delilah:*leads him to the smith*

*he walks in and startles the smith with his dead face*