Asheri Rising: Rune Aeterna 16

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Rune Aeterna 16

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Posted by Avatar Deathscythe on 05-07-2002 10:40 PM:

Asheri Chapter 16

You know the routine. Keep it coming!

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Posted by Avatar Deathscythe on 05-07-2002 10:41 PM:

Gran Adageros Chapter 16

WOO!! Come on people!!! ......

....yeah... ^^;

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Posted by Freija Lumis on 05-08-2002 10:54 AM:

Freija sighed as she glanced around Cyrell's homely abode, the pictures hanging from the plaster walls, smiling faces framed in the wood. Her eyes caught the image of a young girl, only about 7 or 8. She had a bright smile and a warm expression. But, upon looking at the other pictures, the little girl was not present in any of them. She also noticed that that image was surrounded by all the others, like it was of great importance.

Freija would have asked, but decided never to pry into the affairs of people who decided to help her out.

"Ah! Here y'are!" Said Cyrell as she turned around, teacups in hand. The gentle rattling was accompanied by the gentle sloshes of the liquid within the cup.

Freija looked up to see the kindly old woman hand her the tea cup and find a place opposite from her. Cyrell watched her kindly over the rim of her cup and asked a question.

"Do you miss your family?"

Freija thought that the question's answer was obvious but answered anyway.

"Yes, I do. Terribly."

Cyrell nodded with understanding and diverted her attention to the picture of the young girl on the wall, her gentle smile fading to a frown.

"That little girl up there is my daught. She died shortly after the painting was finished."

Freija looked At Cyrell, only a bit shocked. The woman sighed heavily and sipped her tea, the aroma wafting into the air, easing the tention that formed.

"Well. What did you do to your knee anyway?" Asked Cyrell, changing the subject to a lighter note.

"I...jumped from a roof."

Cyrell looked at Freija, shocked at her foolishness, but she could sense a good reason for the foolish move and her expression softened to that of pity and understanding.

Suddenly as they sat in silence, the only sound the monotonous sipping of their tea, a figure was hurled through Cyrell's window. The man rolled on the floor and into a chair.

"Oh dear!" Cried Cyrell, setting her tea down. She stood up and ran over to the man sprawled in her dining room.

Cyrell could run rather fast for being that old. Nevertheless Cyrell reached the man, groaning softly and rolled him on his back. His was bleeding from the glass and shards protruded from his skin. Oddly, the man looked familiar to Freija.

Father?

Shock gripped her throat as she hastily put her cup down on the nearest table, rushing to the man's side. He groaned and looked up at Freija, his expression lightening to one of glee.

"Freija! My daughter! Your alive!"

Freija choked on her saliva and stared down at her father, Joranim.

"...Dad?"

He nodded swiftly but his face twisted up with pain as he clutched his abdomen, groaning in pain.

"Cyrell! We must do Something!"

The woman nodded and rushed to her midicinal cabinet and took some bandages and healing liquids. Rushing over to Joranim, she poured the contents of a vial onto his bleeding stomach, a large shard of glass stabbed deep into his liver...

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Posted by Kaileigh Laeory on 05-08-2002 11:05 AM:

Kaileigh Frowned as she nibbled on her bread, ladened with cheese and lay back down, the throbbing in her ribs not debating. Reed remained thoughtfull, sitting on a rock staring into no where. Kai frowned but decided not to ask anything. When she finished her breakfast she stared up at the sky, blue with stretches of cottony cloud cover that drifted lazily.

The image of the sky made her long to join the heavens, float amongst the clouds and fly like a hawk. She knew it would not work.

"Reed? How are we going to leave, anyway?"

Reed lifted his head from his hands and looked at her.

"Leave the Canyon? I haven't a clue. We need to wait until the injuries heal."

Kaileigh frowned. She knew that they couldn't leave until her broken leg and ribs would heal, and Reed's injuries as well.

The lonely sound of the wind going its course through the canyon walls was the only sound present in the gorge, the walls sheer and radient. The midday sun shone upon the stone, the many layers reflecting the light radiating on the rust, white, brown and red dirt.

"Its beautiful." Said Kailiegh, her voice thoughtfull

"What is?"
"The canyon walls. The colors are great."

Reed glanced at the walls and shrugged. He returned to his thoughtful state, his eyes fixed upon a rock, the image of her father appearing upon the smooth surface. He longed for another sight of him, he wanted to hold his hand again, hear his voice and feel his loving caress.

A tear dripped from Reed's eye as he closed them in sorrow. Suddenly his lonely thoughts were interupted by the screams of Kaileigh and the sound of wolves surrounding them...

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when we are afraid, afraid of what we don't know, afraid of what others will think, afraid of what will be found out about us.
But everytime we tell a lie...the thing we fear grows stronger. Life is all about risks and it requires you to jump.
Don't be a person who has to look back and wonder what they would have, or could have had...

Posted by Reed Silvercloud on 05-08-2002 04:39 PM:

Wolves

Reed's head suddenly bolted to the side and saw the wolves. Instantly he sprang to action, grabbing his spear and darting to Kai. He looked around franticly as they circled around him and began to close in. Shit He thought plainly.

Kai ceased her screaming and looked around. "Okay, what the hell?"

Reed gripped his spear until his knuckles turned white. Pulling the thick emerald cloak around him he leaped fourth and slashed diagonally, making the wolf before him cower back a couple of steps, then it began closing in on him again.

With catlike grace, Reed leaped into the air and held his spear low, sweeping over a wolf and stabbing it in the back of the neck. Then Reed pounced and brought the capped butt of his spear down on the wolf before him, hitting it squarely between the eyes. Then Reed whirled around and threw his spear across the camp on an advancing wolf, missing it by a mile. Dammit, never did learn how to do that

Blinking, Kai glared at Reed. "Nice going hawkeye."

Shrugging, Reed pulled out that 8'' dagger he almost forgot about. Well, this is all I have, guess I should use it. Then Reed leaped at a wolf, landing in a crouched position in front of a wolf, his dagger sinking deeply near the wolf's left ear.

At that moment, Reed felt a tremendous pain in his exposed right leg. Reed turned sharply to find a wolf, it's teeth deep in Reed's leg. Groaning, Reed tore the dagger from the wolf's head and slashed out at the wolf tearing at his leg. He hit quickly and squarely at the throat.

Tearing his leg from the vicelike grip of the dead wolf, he stood, feeling terrible pain, then fell back down.

Kai had grabbed Reed's spear and began slashing at the wolves that were closing on her. She glanced at Reed, who was lying on the ground, a slow puddle of blood beginning from where he lay. Damn! Then she spotted a wolf that was ahead of the pack and instantly shoved the spear through it's chest.

Reed lay, on the brink of falling unconsious, but he grabbed the tip of the dagger he held with two fingers and threw it with deadly accuracy. Afterwards, most of his blood lost, he fell unconsious

Kai saw the dagger and instantly threw the spear of hers, watching it clash harmlessly against the side of the canyon. Then she reached into her coat and pulled out a throwing dagger. She tossed it accurately, but had her hand bitten as she hesitated to see if the wolf had been killed. Wincing with pain, she fumbled through her coat and pulled out a dagger, stabbing the final wolf.

As she looked upon the wolven graveyard about her, her nostrils filling with the sickening scent of death, she spotted Reed.

___(Later that day.)___

Reed twitched a little and woke, the pain of his leg coming instantly. He looked around and fumbled through his pack, finding a vile of cleaning liquid. He popped the top of and went about cleaning and dressing his wound and around a dozen other that had been inflicted upon him that he hadn't noticed.

Kai continued to sit in her seat, clutching her hand. Now that the bleeding has stopped she released her grip. Finding Reed awake she smiled very slightly, but didn't speak.

Reed took a second, observing everything around him. "What happened while I was out?"

"Oh, those nice little.... damn vultures came and cleared out most of the wolf remains, though it still smells like shit around here." She said, wincing a little at the terrible stench.

"Eh..." The smell of death reaching his nostrils just now... or the first that he noticed it. "Looks like we will be delayed a little longer now."

"Yeah, the hell with the pirates... I just want to get out of here alive." She said coldly.

"Giving up? We can't go back, it is much to far for us on our rations, and we don't even have a compass." He said, pointing to a lump of metal, which was cracked and bent. "We will continue when we heal."

Sighing, Reed laid back on the sandy earth and watched the sun float by as the day passed on.....

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Life is still waiting for me.

Posted by Dannie Callahan on 05-08-2002 07:26 PM:

After awhile, Dannie and Orion stopped by a small stream to rest and refill the canteen. Orion slipped his shirt off and stuck his head into the icy stream. She gave him a side-long glance before kneeling down and splashing water on her own face. When she finished, she gave him another side-long glance. He pulled his head out of the stream and flipped his head back, sending diamond droplets of water everywhere. He caught Dannie's glance and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"What are you looking at?" he asked.
Dannie looked away and then around at their surroundings nonchalantly. "Oh, nothing."

Orion shrugged, then stuck his head back into the stream. Dannie tilted her head to the left and bit her lower lip as a very wicked idea popped into her mind. Quietly and gracefully she got up, then snuck behind Orion.
/I hope to Amay that he can't read thoughts!/

She lifted her foot and aimed it at his backside, then pulled back once, twice, three times, then kicked him in the seat of the pants which sent him sprawling head over heels into the icy, waist-deep stream. Dannie began to laugh hysterically, and Orion pushed his hair back and shot her a nasty look.
"What's the matter?" she asked tauntingly. "Baby doesn't like to take baths?"

With that, she burst out laughing once more. Orion climbed out of the stream muttering curses beneath his breath and as they reached her ears, she only laughed harder which caused her to fall backwards onto the ground holding her mid-section.
"I'll get you back for this," he muttered. "Just you wait and see."

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Posted by Amethyst on 05-08-2002 07:38 PM:

Freedom!

Amethyst slept fitfully, thoughts and images flying through her mind. The strange dream went on for some time, devoting its time to showing her images of two people.

By morning Amethyst woke to the shadow of Malice, his eyes staring holes into her. His mouth curved up into a wicked grin as he removed a tray ladened his food from behind his back.

Pancakes! Muffins! Juice, milk and bread! Oh! And jam! Ohhhh....and eggs!

As amethyst rose to her feet and ambled to the bars she watched with horror and disappointment as Malice lifted a pancake from the tray and waved it tauntingly before her face, allowing the pleasant aroma to drift to her nosrils, causing her stomach to growl in desire. But as he brought it back towards his mouth, he opened it and bit his rotting teeth into the pancake, its dough ladened with melted butter and jam. Amethyst yelped and narrowed her eyes, leaning towards the pleasant smells with ernest.

"No food for you."

Amethyst sucked in her breath in anger as she stormed to the far wall of her cell, the aroma of blood and rot replacing that of the food on Malice's tray.

Pouting, Amethyst tried to calm her rumbling stomach. The rank scents of her prison causing her to cough and gag with distaste.

Finally, she saw her freedom. The rusted bolts and hinges of the door screamed out at her. Her heart beated faster as she rose quietly when Malice left the vicinity. Grasping the hinge with her forefinger and thumb, she felt the rusted metal flake off in her hand.

Breathing silently, Amethyst went to the bolts, carefully wrenching them from their rotting hole. The screeching sound of metal against metal reverberated against the walls and seemed to be amplified to a painfully loud level.

Finally, after what seemed like hourse, she removed the first bolt. The piece of metal clincked gently against the stone floor and gave her new hope. Slowly but surely she removed bolt after bolt until

CLANG

The door fell upon the deadbolt holding the other side in place. The horrible sound echoed throughout the chambers and caused Amethyst to cringe in fear.

Despite the sound, Amethyst continued to flee her enclosure. Her feet hitting the stones made a sickening sound to her ears, pounding with her blood being circulated by her rapidly beating heart. The dull thump seemed to echo through the chambers as well.

Her fellow slaves murmured softly, asking, pleading that Amethyst open their cage doors as well. But she would tell them all the same thing. They had to figure it out themselves, but she did tell them that the hinges were her exit.

Finally, the light at the end of the tunnel was clearely visible. The faint outline of the door leading to the outside world beckoned to her.

Amethyst...Amethyst...

Biting her lip until it bled, Amethyst half crawled to the door, her hand clasping the cold metal. Its cold hardness caused her heart to beat faster, its pulse thrumming in her ears and within its cage. She felt often that it was going to beat out of the rib cage and spill out upon the floor.

Carefully, Amethyst turned the knob. The raspy sound of unused sprockets and internal devices caused her to recoil into the shadows, fearing detection.

Finally.

Freedom! She could see it! The clouds, the sky, the fresh air! The grass, the dirt and the plants!

She was free at last!

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Posted by Kaileigh Laeory on 05-08-2002 08:05 PM:

An oasis in a desert of dread

Groaning from the throbbing pain in her leg, Kai lay back against the canyon walls, her eyes staring blankly at the sand that spread out in a golden sea before her. Sighing indignantly at her and Reed's predicament. Subconciously, Kai scooped up sand into her hand and pour the contents of her fist onto the excepting earth below.

Wait...if the wolves could get down here, they had to be able to out, right? They looked pretty healthy, meaning they have a food source somewhere.

"Reed! I have a plan!"

"What?"

"The wolves, they had to get down here some way, right?"

"Well yeah, duh."

"Well not only that, did you see how healthy they were? That means they had a permanent food source somewhere in this valley. Either that or they have a way out. We have some exploring to do."

Reed thought about it, his eyes staring up at the sky, lazy clouds floating past his glazed over eyes, his concentration on their possible escape.

"Fine, Shall we go?"

Kai smiled with encouragement and struggled to her feet. The pain in her leg was still present but her will for escape was far exceeding that.

Reed and Kaileigh headed out, towards the possible way the wolves came at them by. The pace was slow, with a limping Kai and Reed.

Finally, they reached what they were looking for. It was a huge basin, trees and lush vegetation grew well in this environment. A lake with a stream fed from a waterfall from melting snow from the peaks created this oasis, laden with live food. Deer, horses and wild sheep dotted the grassland that stretched for achres in each direction. The basin was created in a pit in the mountain, caused by either a volcanic eruption or a large missile of some sort. The view caught both travelers completely by surprise.

"Oh...my...word..." muttered Kai, her eyes wide with amazed shock. Her mouth gaped with glee.

Reed said nothing, just stared ahead, his face blank of expression, although his eyes glittered. He had never seen anything like it.

Finally, after staring ahead at the sight before them, Kaileigh and Reed proceeded cautiously. The wildlife in this environment had never seen humans before, and gave them no mind. They were cautious however of the smell they carried. The scent of wolf.

Gripping his spear Reed felt the urge to plunge the point into the neck of a sheep, its body plump with flesh. On his mind now, however was the stream. He was thirsty and he needed a bath.

Kai beat him there. Dropping all she had she hobbled to the edge and plopped down, ignoring the shooting pain as she bent her knee to drink. Finally the pain was too much and she straightened it, lying back against the lush grass.

Reed arrived at the lake's edge and dunked his entire head into the crystal clear, cold water. The sensation exhilerated him.

"Finally, some good water and great food." said Kai thoughtfully, not really saying it to anyone in particular.

As night fell Kai and Reed slept more soundly then they had in weeks. Unfortunatly, their arrival hadn't gone completely unnoticed. For eyes lurked in hidden places...

CUE: Go for it Reed, think pirates in bushes.

Posted by Orion Chath on 05-08-2002 08:23 PM:

Orion

Orion grinned, brushing some wet hair from his face. Then he got a thought. Still grinning playfully he jumped forward and grabbed Dannie, jumping backwards into the deeper section of the stream.

Dannie let out a cry of suprise and looked around, blinking as Orion released her and started paddling almost hysterically. "Whats wrong?" Orion asked, a little concerned.

"I can't swim, you buffoon." She said, clinging to Orion.

Orion blinked and smiled almost warmly as she clinged to him, but let the smile turn into a frown as she glared up at him. "Uhh... I'm sorry, Dannie."

"I don't care, just get me out of here!" She demanded coldly.

Hopping out of the water, he set her down and went about trying to find a towel. Dannie stood, soaking and glaring at Orion, muttering curses and insults at him. When Orion stood, he tossed Dannie a towel and grinned.

Dannie glared at him again and began to dry herself off, watching Orion. Once they were semi-dry, they began to fill thier canteens and set off for Pontifar.

___(That evening.)___

Orion sighed as darkness enveloped them to welcome night. Orion walked away from the path. Dannie looked around, noticing that Orion is gone. "Where'd he go..."

Orion gestured to her and she walked over slowly, looking around. "Setting up camp so soon?"

"You kidding, I couldn't see the nose in front of my face." he said, beginning to light a fire.

Shrugging, Dannie sat down on a log and began fumbling around her pack and pulled out a tent. Watching Dannie, Orion lost concentration for a moment and struck his hand with the flint stone. "Damn!"

"Wow, you always this clumsy?" She said tauntingly.

"Umm... No, not since I me--" He cut himself off and began trying to start the fire.

"What were you about to say?" She asked, glancing to him and then back to her work.

"Uh, nothing... nothing at all." He said, not facing her, just looking down at the little pile of wood which he laid down as firewood.

"I see..."

Once the tent was up and the fire was lit, Dannie slid into the tent and laid down, happy that they could rest. Orion laid down on the soft earth, not having a place to sleep because he let Dannie have the tent.

Once again, he stared up at the stars, not feeling much emotion, exept for that which was narrowed on Dannie.

"Amazing isn't it?" He asked, staring into the sky.

"Hmm?" She mumbled, shifting around in the tent.

"The stars, aren't they amazing?" He repeated, gazing into the stars still.

"I guess..." She muttered from inside the tent. "Though I can't see them, I am in here, remember?"

"Yeah, whatever." Still staring into the sky, he turned on his side and faced the trees which were bordering the encampment. "Hmm... How cute." He muttered, looking at a small deer drinking from a spring.

Poking her head from out of the tent, she looked to the deer. Inwardly she thought "Thats cute." But didn't say anything.

___(Next morning.)___

Orion and Dannie packed up thier camp and set off for Pontifar again.

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Posted by Dannie Callahan on 05-09-2002 05:53 AM:

Dannie gasped in surprise as suddenly her feet came out from beneath her and she was sent tumbling down the long hill that she and Orion had been walking for the past 15 minutes. Orion lunged for her, hoping to catch her before she rolled down the hill to the bottom into the beginnings of a rock field.

"Dannie!" Orion yelled in panic, skidding down the hill behind her, desperately trying to catch up.

"Ahh!" Dannie brought her arms in close to her body, with the thought that this might protect her from injury.

"Dannie!" Orion screamed again. "Watch out!"

The sudden impact of her body against the giant boulder in her way knocked her unconcious.

~ A little while later ~

Dannie awoke next to the feel of a cool cloth being gently rubbed over her face.
"Now who's brilliant?" Orion muttered, noticing that she was awake.
She resisted the strong urge to tell him to go to hell.
"I slipped," she murmured. "Not like you, who just so happened to walk into a pike."
Orion snorted and continued rubbing the cloth over her face. Dannie felt awful. She ached everywhere, including places she never thought she could hurt. Slowly, she reached up to bat Orion's hands away.
"Cut that out," he ordered. "That's the millionth time you've done that!"

"I don't like to be touched."

Liar, she thought to herself. You don't want anyone to find out that you're half-elf. You don't want them to discover your pointed ears and the tattoos that brand you for the half-breed drifter that you are.

Dannie suddenly remebered her hands, also a proven piece of what she was. Her hands were elegant with long, slim fingers. While they looked extremely delicate, they were in fact, very strong. She curled her hands into fists and shoved them beneath her aching body. Orion raised an eyebrow.
"Why did you do that?"

"None of your bloody business," she snapped.

"Sure. Let me see your hands."

"No!"

"Let me see your hands," he ordered quietly.

"NO!"

Orion grabbed her left arm and began to pull it out from beneath her. She inter-locked her hands and screamed at the top of her lungs. He let go and tumbled back, covering his ears. Dannie scrambled to her feet and looked around. She found herself in the shade of a large tree near the forest. Orion uncovered his ears and got to his feet, his head pounding and his ears ringing painfully.
"Dannie, what's wrong with you?"

She gave him a bewildered, scared look, then ran into the forest.

"Dannie! Dannie, wait! What'd I say?"

Orion siged and sat down.
"I'll wait for her," he said softly. "If she doesn't return by tomorrow morning, I'll leave. It's too late to move further anyway."
Slowly, he got up and began to set up camp.

~ Later that night ~

Dannie bit her lip as she snuck closer to the camp and the camp fire. Orion slept soundly next to the dying flames, his chest rising and falling softly. Slowly, she crept up behind him and kneeled down, checking his pulse to make sure he was alright.

"Sorry, Orion," she whispered.

She looked around for the tent and discovered that it had not been set up. Quietly, she laid down beside him and put her back to his. Orion mumbled something and she stiffened slightly as he shifted. When he stilled again, she relaxed and soon fell asleep, curled into a ball.

~ The next morning, very bright and early ~

Orion rolled over to find a bundle of limbs, clothing, and hair curled up besdie him. Carefully, he touched its shoulder, wondering what in the world it was. It mumbled and rolled itself over onto its back. Orion smiled.

"Well, she came back."

Dannie opened one eye and stared at him for a moment with her deep sapphire blue gaze. She closed it once more and rolled onto her stomach mumbling, "Of course I came back. I can't let you run around without someone to protect you. It's just not safe--for either side!"

He gave her a small smile, then got up.
"Where're you going?" she asked tiredly.

"To make breakfast."

"Mmm." She rolled herself into the blanket, then went back to sleep.

~ A little while later ~

When Orion returned from getting breakfast, he found Dannie gone again. He looke around once or twice, and finally spotted her clothes in a heap about ten feet away from him at the base of a tree. He walked towards them, wondering what on earth she was doing and where she was.

"Don't come any closer," she said.

Orion looked around. "Where are you?"

"Right here." She dangled a long, slim leg down from the branch she had perched on.

Orion blinked, then looked up. He squinted against the sun, trying to make her out. The most he could make out was her shillouette.
"Hi."

"Hi," she returned. She stood, and with the grace of a cat, she jumped from the branch and landed on both feet before him. She wore only a pair of under breeches that reached just above her knees, and a chemise, both of which looked damp. Her hair clung to her neck and face in damp strands, and her skin shone as if it were covered with sweat. Orion pretended not to notice out of politeness. He didn't want to scare her off again.

"What are you doing up there? You could've fallen and gotten yourself killed!"

"Or seriously injured," she added with a shrug. "I was practicing."

"Practicing what!" he said almost impatiently.

"Stealth."

"In...that?" he asked, nodding to her apparel.

"I didn't want to ruin my clothing. Those are the only things I have to wear."

"Oh." Orion politely turned his back. "Sorry."

Dannie shrugged again and dressed.

~ Ten minutes later ~

"You could've turned around nine minutes ago, Orion."

Orion turned to find Dannie lounging in the crook of the tree.
"You could've told me," he snapped.

"I thought you knew," she said, ice creeping into her voice. "You seem to find me with ease."

"Hey, I saw your clothes. What's your problem anyway?"

"Nothing," she murmured silkily. "You wouldn't understand anyway."

Posted by Tyr Aulnay on 05-09-2002 09:32 AM:

She pulled out her gun and aimed it at rat-banker. Her anger was forcing her to pull the trigger but she wanted some information first.

“Come down or you fall into the sea. Make your pick.”

Damnit just shoot the bastard he could of killed him.

“Nevermind.”

She pulled the trigger and Rat-banker fell of the rail and into the sea. She moved her arm all around and pointed at any pirate she saw.

We need to get rid of them now…

“If any of you was willing to fight and die for his cause, let me know now and you shall receive your reward.”

Three pirates were stupid enough to raise their hands. They faces were smiling as if they were going to get some gold for this. Tyr aimed at the three of them and killed them in a row. Her face was cold at all of them but seem to warm up when she looked at Morgan. She became awfully confused by this and ran in tears away from the crowd. She ran to the wheel and stood in front of it.

What is wrong with me now… I am to brave for this… I guess I could never really take being with guys. But I've been living with them for the past 3 years!! Oh shutup.. Those aren't guys those are idiotic clowns you see back their not real gentlemen.. So who do you like more Ryudo or Morgan??

She hated that question so much. The question was asked about boy visitor’s everyday at the orphanage se stayed. The only problem was that none of them looked nice at all. They were all old and big and sometimes very selfconceted. Only the women seem good enough to take care of children. Tyr never thought of having children, for she felt like she was taking care of some right here.

The debate was set in her mind what to do about this Ryudo, She wanted to kill him for that kiss but wants to save him for his caring. But was it caring? She didn’t know and seemed to disregard that fact. Morgan seemed like a pitiful fighter with a sword. Realizing this she also noticed how bad of fighters her pirates are. She lossed at least a third of her pirates to one single man. This seemed more than pitiful to her it seemed disastrous. She wanted this to change she wanted to be the most famous pirates ever!

We should probably stop for a little while and rest…

She stared out at sea. Wishing things were different, that she could find something that was exciting and not just her duty. She wanted something more than just robing cites and shooting people. This was the want that could put her crew into history.

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Come friends who plough the sea, truce to navigation take another station, lets vary piracee with a lil birglary!

Posted by Palin Freeborn on 05-09-2002 12:49 PM:

A moment of contemplation........

Palin sat atop Castle Gania, in one of it's highest towers, staring off into the distance. A light breeze picked up and teased playfully at his hair. Palin closed his eyes and reveled in the peace and magic of the moment, his turmoil of emotions from weeks old resolving themselves in his mind. He no longer felt sorrow at the most brief of memories about Tygan and Carla, though he missed them dearly.

His new-found love, Riena, was amazing. Palin was surprised at his feelings for her, being so strong and yet so soon. He loved her greatly and he hoped she returned the same, though in his heart he knew she loved him. He remembered his previous adventures with Dierdre and Ash and their abandonment of him when the times began to look rough. Still, though, they were his friends. Palin made a mental note to send them a letter before nightfall.

Also, Palin remembered the great battle he'd had in Ioty, where he had grown and changed, fending off a score of men through his passion in the fight. He flinched at the thought of leaving Cybele and Lyght, especially in their time of need. But Lyght had been understanding and Cybele hadn't liked him much to begin with. They'd needed his help and he'd abandoned them. It was odd, he thought, that he would choose to live such a life as a rogue, but be so intent on helping people and saving lives.

Palin mused silently on these thoughts, clearing his mind of everything he'd known. Finally, his thoughts trailed off to the unusual events of the past week. Of his meeting with the mysterious Mouser and his knowledge of Til'sylvanna's location in the Castle Rosenblade. Mouser was eccentric, to be sure, and overly submissive in the past few days, but Palin's hold over the man seemed to be slipping. He assumed that it had something to do with the man's failure to influence Palin's thoughts.

And with the meetings in Castle Rosenblade, Palin was beginning to feel like something horrible was to happen in the coming days. Few people were getting rest, least of all Indigo and Princess Scarlet. They were troubled and often wandered the hallways of the castle like wraiths, searching for something to do or meeting with each other on important errands or private business. Til'sylvanna, however, was nowhere to be seen and her gaurdian, Saeth, refused to explain why. Palin had nodded silently at the Elwain's insistance and caught a gleam of respect in Saeth's eye as he'd left without question.

"Everything will pan out in time, Palin......." He said to himself, taking comfort in hearing the sound of his own voice. He'd been surprised to sound so calm and relaxed, especially with the foreboding feeling he had as to the events of the future. "Just be patient and watch your step...... OW!" A sharp sting penetrated his foot. Palin looked down and gaped at what he saw.

The brownies, Gamri and Rool, back to pester him.

They grinned at their victory in successfully stabbing his foot, which was hampered by the tough boots he wore. Palin reached down and picked them up, lifting them over the castle walls.

"You two!? Why I should....." They cut him off, screaming as they peered over the height of the castle wall.

"NO! NOOOOOOOOOOO!! DON"T DROP US! WE'RE SORRY.....daikini pig........" Palin grinned at the brownies' effort to avoid calling him names. However, it was in brownie nature to be spiteful and lewd, so Palin let it slip. He placed them on the castle wall and made them sit. They sat still, grumbling and staring nervously over the edge. Palin laughed and let them down after a few minutes, carefully placing them on the stone floor.

"If you guys stay out of trouble, I won't throw you to those sadistic gaurds downstairs. They've mentioned their hatred for brownies before......." He grinned. The brownies nodded and ran off, squeeling insults. Palin turned to look out over the expanses of Gania and it's far-reaching lands, relishing the wonderful feeling of being in such a beautiful landscape.

"Looks like things are going to get interesting after all......." He said, leaping to stand upon the very edge of the castle wall, his arms outstretched and his eyes closed, catching the soft wind.

Cue: For god's sake, please someone post so we can leave the castle!

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Posted by Freija Lumis on 05-09-2002 02:14 PM:

The final death

Joranim's blood was black. The horrid smell of this black blood floated through the small hut. Freija sat beside her father's still form, his breathing labored and pained, his hand planted firmly over the wound, trying to cease the bleeding. Cyrell looked down at this wound and kneeled beside him. She replaced his hand with hers and frowned, removing it slowly. Finally. Joranim looked to Freija and tried to smile.

"Freija....You...must save....yourself."

With that, his eyes rolled back and his head fell hard against the floor. The hand he gripped hers with went limp and fell to the floor with a sickening thud. Freija stared at her father's pale form, the shock restricting the tears to flow. Cyrell stood up and walked silently to the kitchen to clean the blood from her hands. Freija just sat there, her hear thumping steadily in her rib cage.

Thump...Thump...Thump...

Finally the shock wore off and she began to cry. The small whimpers soon escalated to mourning cries of hatred and agony. Collapsing to the floor Freija curled up in a fetal position, her body shuddering with her sobs.

Cyrell watched sorrowfully and turned, looking out her kitchen window to see a young child scamper past and run to her father, work worn and tired.

"Child..."

When Freija didn't answer Cyrell went in the main room. The young girl just kept crying.

Suddenly there was a loud thump against the door, then several more after. Then yells.

"Child! To my bedroom!"

Cyrell hauled Freija to her feet and pushed her to her room across the house.

"Hide!"

Freija disappeared within the dark room, the curtains drawn across the window.

Thump Thump Thump

"Who is it?" Asked Cyrell, cautiously approaching the door. Suddenly the grimy face of a man appeared in her shattered window and jumped through, careful not to disturb the sharp shards of glass pointing up like arrows awaiting their next victim.

"How dare you! First you throw this man through that window and kill him, now YOU come through! What is the meaning of this? Tell me young man!"

"Shuttup lady, We don't want you to be included in this. Now, tell us where a young girl with green hair is!"

"Who?"

"Freija! Her name, I believe is Freija! Now, we have reason to believe she's here, with you, you old hag."

"Beg your pardon?!"

"You heard me!"

"Yes, and I'm not pleased!"

"You don't have to be! Men! Search this lady's house! Do not break anything unless you have reason too!"

"Well, thank you for at least being kind enough to respect my belongings. But please! This is my house! Now LEAVE!"

For a lady in her 60's, she had the lungs and the demanding voice to shake any man, even the dark man before her. She stood where she was, before the doorway, her thin body doing its best to bar the way of the other men, who just pushed her aside.

"Get out! Get out! This is my house! Leave this place!"

"Shut up!" Cried Dirtain, seething in anger. His hand grasped the hilt of his dagger in case and glared at her. "You do not need to interfere! This girl you have harbored in your house is a criminal!"

"Well if she was a criminal I would have known about it! I'm one of the elders of this town! I never recieved any information about a girl being a criminal! And if she was, I'dve reported her! I do not harbor criminals."

Cyrell's voice was cold and harsh, causing Dirtain to recoil a bit. Her eyes flamed with defiance as she stood her ground. Finally, Dirtain had enough. He reached in his pocket and drew his dagger. Cyrell gasped and yelled for assistance. By this time, her neighbors had come to realize that she was in distress and had gathered at Cyrell's doorway.

"Put down that weapon!" Cried the mayor of Hililal. His deep eyes glared at Dirtain and demanded in his deep, raspy voice for his weapon.

"You shall succeed at nothing if you kill her!"

Cyrell was a very wise old woman. She searched her house and grasped a heavy vase and brought it hard upon his head, causing him to stagger and fall, unconcious from the blow.

"Good one, Cyrell."

"Thank you sir!"

Cyrell remembered at once the other men scurrying about her house. Giving a slight yelp with that remembrance she rushed to her bedroom, her fellow Hililalians following her. There were two men, one holding the squirming Freija, the other preparing the plunge a dagger into her heart...

Posted by Ryudo Wolfe on 05-09-2002 06:35 PM:

Ryudo awoke to find himself lying in a soft bed laden with white sheets. His armor was on the floor by the bed and his clothes were hung up on the wall both clean and dry.

Where the heck am I? Last thing I remember doing is kissing that pirate girl and sinking into the ocean.

He shook his head and blinked a few times to make sure he wasn’t dreaming or something of the sort. He got out of the bed and was somewhat surprised to find that he was as naked as the day he was born. Guess these people haven’t heard of decency. Ryudo put on his black pants, sleeveless red shirt, and black boots, but decided to leave his armor. If they saved my life then it’s probably best not to storm around in my armor and scare them.

The room he was in was finely crafted from some sort of stone and when he opened the door he noticed that the hall was of similar craftsmanship.

A young robed man whom had been standing by the door turned and smiled at Ryudo, “Oh good your awake, Jaisron and Canlor will wish to see you then.”

“Who and who? Who are you?” Ryudo was still overly confused about where he was.

“Jaisron is the Water Magi who saved you and Canlor is the one of our elder Magi. As for me, I am Sion, I guess you could say I am still an apprentice.”

Ryudo nodded to the man, “I am Ryudo Wolfe.”

“Well follow me Mr. Wolfe,” Sion waved his hand for Ryudo to follow him and began to walk down the hallway.

“Call me Ryudo, Mr. Wolfe doesn’t really fit me,” Ryudo gave a silent laugh at the thought of being called mister.

The two came up to a large door, Sion knocked on the door lightly. How the heck will they hear that through a door like this? After a few moments the door opened for the two to enter. Sion walked through with Ryudo a little ways behind, he looked back at the door when entering and noticed that no one had opened it. Well guess that proves Magi live here.

Two Magi sat at a table, one was elderly looking, and the other seemed to be in his late thirties or early forties. Sion gave a slight bow then spoke much louder than Ryudo thought was necessary, “Presenting Ryudo Wolfe, the man whom Jaisron found in the ocean.”

Both of the men looked up, the younger of the two spoke, “Ah it is good to see you are well, we feared for your life when I first found you.”

“Yes, that is so,” said the older one, “Jaisron here found you while he was exploring some old wreckage in the ocean.”

“I thank you Jaisron, I owe you my life,” Ryudo nodded to the man.

“You owe me nothing, I’m sure you’d have done the same,” he smiled, it was a fairly peaceful smile, these Magi seemed to have that sort of presence around them.

“Come and sit,” the older one waved to the seat next to Jaisron. Ryudo walked over and sat down, “We actually wish to talk to you about something.”

“You wish to hire me for something?” I just failed a job and already someone wants to give me another.

The old man chuckled, “No not a job, actually a question. The mere probability of a Magi finding a random man sinking in the ocean is beyond even the greatest of minds to figure. Which is why it must have been fate. Have you ever considered dedication? We know you posses terra magic which will make your understanding of our Ki magic much easier.”

“I haven’t considered it, but,” Ryudo wanted to say no, however, he couldn’t. Something told him he should take the test, “But perhaps you are right. Is this is island of Mt. Karovon?”

“Right you are, it is good to see you are educated in the whereabouts of the Magi.”

Dedication? What am I thinking? And fate? Who the heck believes in fate, you run your own life your own way. But…..why do I feel like I should take this test?

“You need not decide now, you are welcome to stay here for the time being. As well, if you wish to leave there is a ship which can take you to the mainland,” the elderly man kept his eyes on Ryudo, it sent shivers up Ryudo’s spine, it was as if the man could look into his soul.

There was what seemed like hours of unsettling silence, but in truth it was only a matter of minutes, “I’ll do it.”

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The oceans, the lakes, the seas. The waves, the surf, the dolphins. The sword, the armor, the battle. The strength, the earth, the energy. I am a sailor, I am a warrior, I am a mage.

Posted by Freija Lumis on 05-09-2002 07:13 PM:

The final escape

Freija struggled against the steal grip that her captor held her in. The gentle thrumming of the relic against her thigh gave her only a slight ease to her rapidly beating heart.

Bah-bump bah-bump bah-bump Went her heart.

Suddenly a surge of strength ran through Freija's veins and she threw the man holding her over her shoulder, his dagger flipping harmlessly out of his hand, to clatter to the floor. The man was so surprised by the wiry girl's sudden stregth that he failed to get up fast enough. Freija leapt up and past the other man diving towards her, his own dagger at the ready. It pierced the wood floor. Freija collided with the man already on the floor and scrambled to her feet, bustling past Cyrell, standing in the doorway, shocked into silence. Freija gave a goodbye, barely a whisper as she fled past, disappearing into the crowds outside Cyrell's door.

Freija ran as fast as she could through the thick crowds of humanity meandering lazily in a slow migration through the streets. Her thin body collided endlessly with other people as she neared the south gate, heading to Fayre.

Finally she reached the gate. The high archway beckoned for her to flee, it called to her. The relic thrummed shrilly as she left Helilal. Her swift pace caused slight confusion for traveling merchants, thinking for a moment something was terribly wrong within the city, like thieves and robbers coming to masacre them all. Which, of course was entirely untrue, but human minds are feeble.

Finally Freija stopped, collapsing from her exertions upon the gravel road that wound its way out of the lush landscape she had just left behind, meeting up with the barren sea of copper and gold that rippled before her, ending at the distant horizon.

Panting heavily Freija ceased to feel the rythm of the relic against her thigh, its warmth fading to the chill of metal against flesh. Lying flat Freija watched the lazy clouds drift by on the sea of blue.

Well that sucked! thought Freija as she thought about the day she just had. Shaking the image of her dying father from her brain she stood up once more and continued on the journey southward, towards Fayre.

Posted by Ryudo Wolfe on 05-09-2002 07:28 PM:

He stood at the doors to the temple, unsure of why he was doing this. All he knew was that some inner voice was calling him to this place. The doors slowly opened, creating a path into darkness, darkness that not even Ryudo’s vision could pierce. With determination and courage he walked into the black. He was unsure if the doors ever closed because everything went black the second he entered, it felt as if he were falling.

“What is this? Where am I?” Ryudo called out. He felt himself land on solid ground, then slowly the area began to illuminate with a blue glow. The ground on which he stood was obsidian black and around him was a dome of what appeared to be blue liquid. It created a fair sized room, or a fair sized arena……

He walked over to the wall where a wavy reflection of himself stared back, mimicking his every movement, “What is this place?” He touched his hand to the wall and was surprised when five rings of rippling water spread out from his fingertips, “The walls aren’t solid….” He took a deep breath and stepped forward.

ZAP!

Ryudo was thrown across the room and smacked against the wall opposite where he had been. The walls were now solidified, like water to ice, and they even felt cold to the touch. However, the spot where he had been standing was still liquid. What is going on!?

A man walked through the liquid door; he wore a robe mixed between blue and white. He was a younger looking man, not much older than Ryudo.

“Who are you?” Ryudo asked.

“I am your guide,” a bolt of lightning arced from his hand and struck Ryudo, “Your teacher,” again he struck Ryudo with a bolt of lightning.

“Why do you attack me? What kind of teacher are you?” Ryudo was down on one knee recovering from the pain of the lightning.

“I am your teacher of truth. There are things greater than you in this world, you must learn this or you will die.”

“What are you talking about?”

A young female holy knight walked in, she had long dark hair, sharp blue eyes, and appeared to be Ryudo’s age, “Your powers are not great, you are weak and helpless,” like the man she struck Ryudo with an arc of lightning.

Ryudo wanted to fight back, but how? The dome was some form of solidified liquid and the black surface was like no material he had seen before. His powers seemed unreachable.

“Do you not see,” said the man, “You can’t even fight us,” said the woman.

“No… I am not weak,” Ryudo said in a dry voice, his mouth was parched from all the volts of electricity. He pushed himself up so that he was on his feet.

A final person entered, an old bearded man wearing robes and a pointy hat, “Ah but you are weak. You seek to benefit yourself rather than see the greater cause. That greater cause being the life of all, saving the good from the evil that ravages the land so.”

“You are nothing,” the three said in unison. All of them struck Ryudo with lightning, holding a constant flow of electricity on him.

“Ahhh!” Ryudo screamed, his body curling in pain on the ground.

“You can’t stop us, how can you ever be useful in stopping the evil?” They said in unison once again.

The pain, too great. Am I nothing, do I not see a greater cause? Should I just give up and die…..

“NO!” Ryudo shouted at the top of his lungs, “I…will…NOT….give…up!” Using all of his strength he fought the force of the lightning and threw up his hands, with them he unleashed a great ring of lightning shattering the dome and dispersing the three who taunted him so.

Darkness, back in the darkness. He walked aimlessly, left, right, up, down, forward, backward, or none at all? Is this the end? Did I fail the test? Where am I going? What am I feeling? What is this cause? Why me? What do I have to do with anything? Can I not live my life as I see fit, why test me to see if I am able to fight the evils?

He saw a small light up ahead, it got bigger and bigger. Suddenly the black surroundings began to fly by, varying through multiple colors. Again he landed on a solid surface, though this time it was stone and in front of him a giant pair of doors opened.

He walked out, clueless of the previous events, but on his hand was the mark of Air.

Posted by Orion Chath on 05-09-2002 08:13 PM:

Orion

Orion tilted his head. "Care to try me?" he asked sharply.

"No!" She snapped, glaring at him.

Blinking, Orion backed off and sat, feeling that he shouldn't say anything more or she might run off... or hurt him. He thought that either of the two were entirely possible. Dannie stepped back, brooding. Orion glanced over to Dannie, who was deep in thought, and then turned back to the fire, thinking "Whats her problem... I guess it is none of my buisness."

Dannie snapped out of her thoughtful face and looked to Orion, murmuring and almost inaudible "Sorry"

"It's fine... I don't know whats going on with you, but I suppose I shouldn't ask." he said, glancing at the sky.

Dannie went back to her brooding face and glanced around dumbly, not really looking at anything in particular, at least not noticing anything.

Suddenly, Orion looked at the sky and sprang up. "We need to get going, probably now would be a good time." He said, packing his stuff.

His voice made Dannie snap out of her trance. She stood gingerly and stretched a little and began to pack.

Once packed, they set off for Pontifar again. Traveling light, as always, they walked at a steady pace along the road, side-by-side again.

___(Next Day)___

Finally, they stood before the gates of Pontifar. They both nodded slightly to the guards. Once in the city, they looked about the crowd. Orion was somewhat shady while around the guards, but lightened up once they were roaming the crowded city. One man walked up to them and kept bothering them about buying something until Orion dropped a hand to rest on his mace. Once the man saw this he stopped and sunk back into the crowd.

Dannie pointed to a place which they might consider staying at, called "Thyme" Orion was about to say "Sure," but Dannie pulled him inside before he could do anything.

Once inside, they looked about. The room was very nice, oakwood flooring, dotted with chairs and rugs. Orion walked fourth and sat at a stool, ordering a water from the bartender and turned in his seat. He looked upwards in thought and then down to his stool, then pushed off the bar and began spinning in his seat. He laughed a little and Dannie walked to him, catching the seat and causing Orion to fly off the stool.

Orion landed on the ground with a thud and Dannie grinned innocently, and even the bartender was covering his mouth to keep from laughing. Orion rubbed the back of his neck nervously, finding that everyone in the tavern was staring at him. He ambled to the stool again and sat again, feeling heat prickle to his cheeks.

Dannie couldn't stand it anymore, she sat and burst out laughing, causing the bartender to chuckle shortly and then get back to his buisness.

Orion brushed a little hair from his face, now very embarassed at his stupidity and clumsiness....

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Posted by Orion Chath on 05-10-2002 07:11 AM:

Pontifar

Orion looked over to Dannie. "I am going to go skim through the town, I have quite a bit of money from my... Umm... Travels," he lied, inwardly feeling that the fact that he is a bounty hunter should be kept secret from her for the time being.

"Okay, sure, I will get a room for us," she fumbled with the statement for a while, the came to a conclusion that they were to stay ONLY friends... But she couldn't help to feel some odd feeling which she hasn't really experienced yet.

Orion silently slipped out of the tavern while Dannie rented a room for a few nights. After she was done, she turned around "Wha--,'' she sputtered, looking around for Orion. "Where'd he go... Oh well."

Orion wandered through the dense streets, weaving through the population. Finally, he came upon an armory. Pulling a pouch from inside his thick belt, he entered. He saw a grizzly-looking man at the far corner, the resounding "ding" as he hammered a piece of metal with his large mallet.

As the man looked up, his eyes spotted Orion and he moved from the anvil to behind a counter. "Can I help you?" He grumbled hoarsly.

Orion glanced upon the choices and his eyes locked on a suit of chain mail, glistening with beauty, but sturdy enough to keep him safe under a sword or mace attack, though any type of axe might snap the sturdy mail. "I would like that... No, that right up there."

"Oy.. You can't mean the chain mail? I am sure that is well out of your price range, lad." He said, chuckling

Orion growled to himself, hating being called a "lad" pointing back to the chain mail. "Look, I said I want that, I have the money, get me the mail." Orion snapped, dropping a hefty pouch of money on the counter.

The smithy blinked in astonishment "Whoo lad, you sure have a good amount of money there... How did you get all that?"

"None of your buisness!" Orion replied coldly. The smith took a step back and continued to look at him in astonishment. Then the man reached up and brought down the mail, which was hung on a elegantly carved cross.

Walking to the mail, he took it from it's hangar and tried it on, feeling the tough, durable mail, but had the flexibility like it was a heavy hunting cloak. "I like..." Orion murmured softly.

The smithy didn't say anything, just went about counting the money in Orion's pouch. "Hmm... it's all here, young lad, nice doing buisness with you." He stated, putting on a grizzled smile as Orion walked out, then added a "Laddies these days." once Orion was out the door.

Outside, Orion pulled his cloak on around the gleaming chain mail below it. He wandered the dense streets again and thought.

Heh... Guess this will keep me from walking into pikes

Finding Thyme again, he ambled in again. Dannie looked over to him from her glass of water, taking note of the chain mail. "So you have finally got a good thought and bought yourself some protection," she teased.

Orion walked over to a chair and sat, observing the chain mail. "It cost me a good bit of money... And that damn smithy kept calling me lad!" he grumbled.

Dannie turned back to her water, sinking deep in thought again. She sighed and thought.

Why are we in Pontifar... And why did he buy chain mail, well, more to the point, how did he get the money to buy that chain mail?

She sighed and took a sip of her water as Orion turned to the fire and slipped off the heavy chain mail, walking to Dannie. "Could I have our room key?" he asked, observing the chain mail.

Dannie tossed thier room key to him and then went back to thinking. Orion walked up the stairs and then slowly ambled to thier room, inserthing the key into the lock and turning it until he heard a click, then opened the door and walked in.

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Posted by Dannie Callahan on 05-10-2002 05:20 PM:

Dannie's eyes widened a bit and she looked around.
"Umm...'scuse me, bartender...where's your WC?"

The bartender jerked his head over his shoulder. "Out back, Lassie."

"Thanks."

Dannie hopped off the stool and grabbed her pack, then ran out back as fast as her legs could carry her. When she reached the WC, she kicked the door in and dropped her stuff, then kicked the door shut.

"I think that thing they call 'womanhood' is the Creator's idea of a mean joke on women," she muttered, pulling out an absorbant piece of leather from her pack.

When everything was in place, she picked her stuff up and walked out and stopped by the water pump to wash her hands. When she was satisfied with their cleanliness, she put her pack on and walked out into the busy streets. She walked along them until she came to a little shop with all sorts of jewlery and other things in the window. Her eye caught sight of a beautiful but simple necklace. It was a small, but elgantly created cross with swirls of silver and marcasite, and in the middle lay a blood red stone.
"How beautiful," she whispered, pressing her face to the glass. "I wish I had the money for it."

Sighing, she continued on until she reached the mouth of a dark alley. Curious, she entered and looked around. Steam rose from the street and the stench of age-old rotten garbage filled the air and her lungs.
"Ugh," she muttered. "How disgusting!"

"Of course," someone hissed from the shadows. "You've entered the slums of Pontifar."

"Slums?"

"You've never been in a city, have you, girlie?"
An old hunchbacked woman hobbled out from the shadows and stopped a few feet from Dannie. Dannie walked closer to the woman and the woman peered up at her with a white-blue eye.

"You are not from here either, I see."

"How would you know?" Dannie asked nervously, backing up a little.

"You don't smell right. Halfling! Halfling!"
The old woman cackled and suddenly something grabbed her arm and spun her around. She screamed and fought against the thing. Her vision went black and she could remember nothing more.

Posted by Orion Chath on 05-10-2002 06:00 PM:

Orion

Orion walked out of his room and down to the lounge, looking about. After finding that Dannie wasn't there, he walked to bartender and asked "You seen where Dannie went."

"She walked out around fifteen minutes ago." He replied, cleaning a glass.

Orion nodded and walked out and into the crowded streets. He walked for a long while, just thinking about nothing in particular. Then he came upon a small jewlery shop. Walking inside, he looked around before spotting the storekeep. He pulled out another pouch of gold, he picked out a very beautiful necklace, the one Dannie had seen just a little while ago.

The storekeep slowly brought out the necklace, delicately laying it on a sheet of velvet, which was on top of the counter. "This one, lad?"

Orion growled at the "lad" thing again and nodded, pushing the pouch of money forward. The storekeep reached one old, wrinkly hand out and began to count the money. He nodded seeing that it was all there and opened a small case, laying the necklace within and closing the box daintily. "Is that all?"

"Yeah, I am okay, all my money there?" He said quickly, picking up the box and putting it into his pack. The old man behind the counter stepped back at the way Orion talked, he usually talked "correctly" himself.

Orion stumbled down the road, dwindling away the minutes, or even hour of time that he decided to check out town. He came upon a fletcher and bought a quiver of arrows, finding that he was running low on money and began walking back to the tavern.

Entering, he brushed a little hair from his blue eyes, then made his way to a seat by the fire and felt himself drifting off to sleep...

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Posted by Freija Lumis on 05-10-2002 06:27 PM:

Her traveling was slow and tedious, with nothing interesting to catch her eye. The flowing bronze fields just stretched on for miles, little knolls and patches of greenery sprouting here and there.

The traveling was long and arduous but Freija could handle it. The day was wonderfull, only a few clouds floating lazily across the sky, the bright sun glaring down upon her figure.

The road stretched on for a while and by dusk Freija saw a city, its brown walls jutting out from the field. The city was a fair bit larger that Helilal, with its tall gate beckoning for travelers to travel within its golden walls. Against the moon it had an eerie appearance, like a shadowed ghost in the middle of a field. A large forest a distance away, framing the City.

Freija stood gazing at the spectacle for a while then approached its gateway, two armed guards giving her a check over with their shadowed eyes their bodies not moving an inch. The sensation of having their eyes bore holes into her caused shivers to run down her spine. She nodded politely and peered up above the gate, barely making out the name Fayre etched in a silver plaque, its lettering curling in lovely patterns.

The life within the city was dying down, with only a few citizens and travelers alike meandering through the streets, gazing at the few things that merchants had spread out on their tables, a few were packing up as their customers went to bed.

Sleep...sounds good to me.

Freija scanned the row of inns that lined the main road, their windows dark as their occupents slept within. She came across one that bore the name Silver Leaf and was intrigued. Freija entered the inn and scanned her surroundings. A bored clerk stared at the floor, his eyelids drooping with the wears of the day bearing down on him. His years were few, only being about her age. He perked up as she entered and tried to look busy.

"I need a room, please."

"Yes, m'lady."

His hands deftly flipped through the seemingly endless pages of the guestbook then at the registry to see how many rooms were filled. Almost all. There was a couple within Freija's price range, only 2 silvers for a night. She signed the book and recieved her key.

The room was modest, with only a bed, a chest of drawers and a small wardrobe within. The only window was small and overlooked the residential distict, tiny houses packed together, tiny wisps of smoke rising from their chimneys.

Freija dropped with she had and plopped on the bed, falling asleep almost instantly...

CUE: Ryudo (if you run!)

Posted by Ryudo Wolfe on 05-10-2002 07:13 PM:

Ryudo looked at the marking on his hand. So, I received Air did I? Earth and Air, strange combo. The elder magi Canlor walked up to Ryudo, smiling as he saw the mark.

“You have become dedicated I see. Perhaps our idea of fate was not so wrong.”

“Perhaps,” Ryudo held up his hand and caused a slight whirl of wind to spin around it. The form of casting was different than he was used to, unlike the terra he did not need to mouth the words of casting, “I guess I have a new magic to learn.”

“You could receive help on that learning.”

“You mean say here?” Ryudo raised an eyebrow.

“Indeed, join our order of magi, we ask all who become dedicated.”

“Well even if up until now has been this fate of yours, I don’t think fate has in store for me to stay.”

“True you are, well then, there is a ship leaving soon and I am sure you could catch it.”

“Thank you,” Ryudo smiled, “I owe Jaisron my life, perhaps someday I shall return to repay the debt.”

“That is unneeded, but if it is your way, then return when you see fit.”

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Ryudo caught the ship and took it to the ports of Nevyel.

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Ryudo stepped off the ship and onto the docks, he was somewhat glad to be off the ship, but at the same time he was a bit sad. He loved ships, sailing was his past time, but he didn’t want to have another meeting with those pirates, except for maybe one.

He looked around Nevyel, nothing really interesting him. What a boring place…. For a second he spaced off, thinking about the ship and the pirate girl, he hadn’t really thought of it before, but she had returned his kiss. He imagined himself back at the time, fighting off the pirates, holding her in his arms….

Ryudo shook his head, “The hell is coming over me?” He shook his head again then walked into the city.

He let out a sigh, “There’s nothing in this place,” he looked off to the east, “Fayre…” I need a weapon and a job and Fayre is the best place for both. He walked to the city gates and out into the countryside. There was one good thing about being on land and that was the beauty of it all.

The sky was a soft blue with wispy clouds scattered around. The grass around the road swayed ever so slightly and the birds in the nearby trees sung their merry little songs. As for the trees, their leaves rustled in their own form of music. Together is sounded like natures own personal band. What truly completed the scene was how the sun shone brightly over everything, caressing the land in its warm rays.

Ryudo shook his head again, “Gah, the tree hugging side is getting the best of me,” he was referring to his elven heritage and the deep love for nature that came with it.

Probably another day till I reach the city, will finally be back in the slums and trash that makes life human.

Posted by Dannie Callahan on 05-10-2002 08:02 PM:

quote:
"Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow"

~ ~ ~

Dannie awoke to find herself on the doorstep of the Thyme .

"How'd I get here?" she murmured. Her neck ached and something warm oozed down her back. Her clothes stuck to her back as if her back were sweaty, but she knew it wasn't, for the rest of her was not. Her pack sat next to her and everything was there, she noticed. Slowly, she reached up and touched the back of her neck.

"Ow, crap.."

She brought her hand away covered in blood. "Shite. They've marked me."

Quietly, she stood and grabbed her pack, then burst into the tavern, heading straight up to her and Orion's room. She set down her pack and took off her shirt. It was completely ruined. Blood soaked the back of it. She lifted her hair away from her neck and bit her lip as she felt the new marking. Yet another tattoo to remind her that she was a halfling; unwanted and wanted dead by all, or at least, that's what she thought. Tears welled in her eyes and spilt down her cheeks.

"He'll hate me when he finds out," she whispered.

~ a few moments later ~

Orion walked up the stairs and to their room and knocked on the door.
"Dannie? Dannie are you alright?"

"Go away," came the muffled reply. "Just go away!"

Orion opened the door a crack and stuck his head in, only to be assaulted by a half-soaked shirt.

"Whoa, hey...what's wrong?"

"Figure it out, Genious!" Dannie snapped. "I'm a halfling. I'm a drifter. I'm MARKED as such! Do you want to know how long I've been in those woods? SINCE I WAS 7 YEARS OLD!"

Orion stepped in and threw the shirt on the bed, then shut the door. Dannie's cheeks were wet with tears and she was holding a towel to her neck. She took it away and looked at it, then replaced it. He thought he caught a flash of red.

"Are you bleeding?"

"No," she replied, her lower lip trembling. She cast her eyes down and would not look at him.

"Liar."

Posted by Orion Chath on 05-10-2002 10:57 PM:

Orion

Dannie glared at him, "Shut up!" She snapped icily. "This is none of your buisness, Orion." She said, unknowingly moved the towel from her neck.

"You are bleeding, here, let me help." He said, picking up a roll of bandages. She glared at him as he approached, wiping away a tear.

"Would you leave me alone already!" She growled. "I just want to be left alone." She lied, brushing another tear from her face. Orion looked down and pulled a small box from his pack and set it down on the table. Dannie tilted her head and moved towards it, reaching out and opening the box.

She blinked and pulled out the necklace, unable to speak for a short amount of time. Orion smiled warmly to her and said softly, "Just a thanks for saving me, Dannie."

She looked at it for a moment and then looked up to Orion, a half-smile forming on her lips. She moved closer and then leaned in, kissing him lightly on the lips. Orion blinked as she backed away. "I.. I'm..." she spat out.

Blinking still, Orion stood there. Several moments later, he snapped out of it, "Uh... q-quite alright." He said, his voice squeaky. Dannie looked to him, "Thanks, Orion." She said, smiling.

Orion looked about and sat down. Thinking. He looked about the room and spotted the soaked shirt. "What happened?"

Dannie sighed, "I am a half-elf, Orion... You know, a halfling." She said, her head low. "Doesn't it bother you?"

Orion shrugged and shaked his head, "It doesn't bother me a bit, might make me a little envious, but its fine." He replied, his voice still squeaky.

Dannie sighed with relief.

___(Later.)___

Orion sat at the bar, taking a sip of his water, Dannie upstairs. He took another sip and brushed a strand of hair from his face. He sighed contently, wearing his chain mail now for the reason that he needed to get used to it. He finished off his water and walked to the seat by the fire, the firelight reflecting off of the chain mail showing down his arms to a pair of chain mail bracers.

Orion stood, hearing the resounding ring of his chain mail fill the room. He looked up at the stairs, hearing the door to thier room shut with a light creak and then Dannie hopping down the stairs, Orion nodded to her and then looked about the room, noticing that it is late.

Dannie eyed him, her eyes red, her lower lip trembling. She fingered the necklace, wondering how Orion had known that she liked it. Slowly, she skirted him, just a bit wary of what he had said. Though she didn't realize it, she was a bit wary of herself as well. She walked to the bar and sat down, then noticed, that on the wall behind the bartender, over his head, was a mandolin. Her eyes lit up and she smiled... "Excuse me, sir, may I see the mandolin?" She pointed...

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Orion Chath

Posted by Dannie Callahan on 05-10-2002 11:15 PM:

The bartender raised an eyebrow.

"Do you know how to play that, young lady?" the bartender asked curiously.

"Of course I do!" she snapped. "Why else would I ask?"

"Alright, you may see it."

He turned and took it down, then handed it to her with a soft smile. She turned on her stool, fingering it, running her slim fingers over its curves and nicks and workings. She plucked the strings, then fiddled with the knobs. Dannie plucked the strings once more and smiled, satisfied with the sound. Cradling it, she rolld her shoulders, then began to play a soft song and moments later, her voice joined it in an unrecognizable language. The words flowed like water and filled the room with the most beautiful sound in the world possibly. Her voice was sweet and very soft and low. Orion was amazed. The bartender stared almost open mouthed.

Wow, he thought. I don't think I've heard anything quite so beautiful in my life.
Dannie finished the song abruptly, then smiled again and handed it back to the bartender. "Thank you. I like to play when I can."

"I didn't even know you could play," Orion muttered under his breath.
Dannie stretched and yawned, pretending not to hear his comment.
"Well, I'm tired. I think I'll go take a nap."
With that, she hopped off her barstool and ran upstairs, the same sweet melody spilling from her throat. The door to their room shut audibly and the song and Dannie were both heard above their heads. After a few moments, everything quieted down and Orion sat down once more.

~ Later on ~

Orion snuck upstairs quietly and opened the door to their room and peeked in. The room was dark, except for the glowing embers dying down in the fire place. Surprisingly, Orion found Dannie sleeping on the floor rolled into the blanket with a pillow beneath her head instead of sleeping on the bed.
"Huh," he whispered. "I thought she would've taken the bed."
He shrugged and shut the door quietly, leaving Dannie to her dreams.

Dannie's dreams were troubled again that night. She kept remembering the horrible day her aunt had thrown her out. "NO! NO! Please, Auntie, please, I'm a good girl, I won't be a bad girl! Please, Auntie! Where will I go?"
"Any where but here, you worthless child," the old woman had hissed, then slammed the door in Dannie's face. Alone, scared, cold and hungry, Dannie had made her way down to the shore and taken a little boat. Soon a storm had blown up, a very strong storm, one that tossed and turned her boat until it had upended and sent her into the water. She was carried along by a strong current, until she reached the continent she was on now. She barely remembered crawling up on the beach, much less ever arriving there. When she woke, she had stumbled into the forest and had passed out a few days later, from lack of food and drink. She didn't remember what had awaken her, but when she awoke, there was a stream near her, as well as a few edible mushrooms. Dannie had eaten them voraciously, then drunk as much as she could. Since then, she never had human contact, until now, when she met Orion. Dannie had barely remembered what a human looked like, until she found him, passed out from a loss of blood.

Dannie awoke and sat bolt upright, covered in sweat.
Why? she wondered. Why did I save him...? He's so handsome...and sweet...and...what am I thinking! He could never like me...
She laid back down and turned to face the fire, then closed her eyes and went back to sleep, the rest of her sleep remaining dark and dreamless.

Posted by Orion Chath on 05-11-2002 12:04 AM:

Orion

"Gah... No!" He cried in his dream, seeing two figures disappear from seats. It was in a room with four seats, endless white in all directions for eternity. Everyone was unable to move from thier seat. The people in the four seats, were Amethyst, Dannie, Orion, and someone whom was very familiar to only Orion, Winter.

The two that disappeared were Dannie and Amethyst, leaving him with Winter only. Tears were streaming from Orion's eyes, looking to his childhood friend. She said "Orion, it isn't your fault... it seems fate has played a trick on me." Her voice was like whispers in the wind, coming from all directions. She looked about as the place around her began to fade. "Sorry, I have to go, you are waking up." She said, smiling lightly.

Orion shaked his head, finding himself in a most uncomfortable position in the chair, the bartender shaking him to wake him up "Sorry, sir." He said roughly. Orion shaked his head and looked about. Then trudged up the stairs and inserted his key and opened the door slowly, trying not to wake Dannie.

Once inside his room, he plopped down on the bed and fell asleep. Regretfully, it was a dreamless sleep. Then he knew he wouldn't dream about his childhood friend again...

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Orion Chath

Posted by Freija Lumis on 05-11-2002 03:16 AM:

Freija woke to the gentle sounds of people moving in the rooms next to hers and downstairs. Even though she had slept fully dress, she barely noticed. Except she did have a great need for a bath...

Yuck! I reek!

Plucking at her clothes she sneered and checked her money and frowned at the lack of such.

Only 5 silvers and a few grans....

Sighing heavily Freija checked the room over once for anything she forgot (which was near to nothing) and checked out of her room. The bored clerk from the previous night had been replaced by another, far more chipper and perky than the other one, smiling happily to his patrons, thanking them curtiously.

Freija yawned and stretched as she exited, standing out on the sidewalk, taking in the sights. Finally she moved from her spot, the crisp morning air exhilerating her. Freija meandered the streets and stopped at a bakery, buying a sweet loaf for a few grans. The flavored bread was a welcome to her starving stomach.

After viewing for a while what Fayre had to offer Freija decided to head south again. She didn't want to experience the frightening encounter she had with Dirtain and company like she did in Helilal.

They're probably following me right now. I wonder how far it is to the next town?

Freija bought a map for a couple of coppers and gazed at it, frowning at the fair distance it was to Nevyel. Nevertheless it had to be done. She bought a few more loaves and put them in her pocket, hoping they didn't mold.

Finally Freija headed out through the south gate. The air gradually began to warm with the rising of the sun. The welcomed heat flowed to her exposed skin and made her shudder. The traveling was light, with a gentle rolling field of gold that rippled in the breeze. The signs of spring were abounding.

---Later that day---

About midday, Freija saw the hazy outline of a fellow traveler approaching along the road. She squinted against the sun and waved. Evidently she was noticed by the other traveler, for he waved back. Accelerating to a trot Freija quickly caught up with him.

He was a handsome fellow, tall with tanned skin. He was muscular as well making Freija's heart skip. She tried not to show it and extended her hand in welcome.

"Good eve, sir. I'm Freija Lumis. And you are?"

"Ryudo Wolfe."

Freija smiled politely but was slightly surprised by his curt reply. Shrugging it off, she decided to get some small talk started. She had some time to burn and she had an itch to communicate with friendly faces.

"Heading to Fayre?"

"Isn't that obvious?"

Freija couldn't help but frown at his second answer, equally as to-the-point. Shrugging she muttered her agreement and thought for a minute.

Ryudo looked at her, scanning her head to foot. She was fairly tall, looking only about 16 or 17 years old. She was pretty, but somewhat plain in some concepts. He gazed beyond her to the rolling hillsides of the plains beyond.

"Well I must be going. It was great meeting you, Freija."

"Very well...Do you mind if I join you?"

"Why? You wish to return?"

Freija shrugged, unsure of her answer. She just felt like returning with this man...it was an odd feeling, a flutter in her heart and a thrum of her soul. The relic was humming and vibrating slightly but she gave it no heed. Ryudo didn't seem to care and started off, with or without her.

"OK, by the smell of salt on you, I'd guess your a pirate, eh?" said Freija, haunted by the silence that ensued upon the beginning of their travelings.

Ryudo gave a small laugh. "Rather perceptive are you. Well on the contrary I'm not. I'm a mercenary. I was, though, on a ship that was attacked. The rest is a long story."

Freija got her turn to chuckle. She didn't think she was perceptive. Suddenly he leaned over and sniffed her, recoiling and gagging at the slight stench she carried.

"And your a peasant who lives with a family of pigs that houses themselves in a pit of foul-smelling slime?"

Freija sneered and threw a punch, landing it firmly on his shoulder. Ryudo was taken slightly by surprised and held the sore spot. He laughed at Freija's expression.

"No, as a matter of fact I'm not. I have been running for my dear life and had no time to pamper myself!"

Ryudo chuckled then the two fell silent...

CUE: Ryudo

Posted by Cybele Ariadne on 05-11-2002 04:13 PM:

She rushed down the steps an into the inn bar. Looking straight at the door and focused on her exit she did not realize who was close by. She found out when she heard a noise.

“Cybele?”

She turned her head to see Tygan sitting at a nearby chair. Thoughts of anger and happiness filled her heart. She did not want to be bothered with her past but was glad to see him anyway. She started to walk to him but tripped over some spilled ale on the floor. Tygan tried to hold back his laughter and picked her up.

“Are you ok there?”

“Yea. Fine.” she said

She pushed herself away from him and sat down beside his chair.

“We’ll you still haven’t changed much.”

“I don’t just change for anyone you know.”

“No, I don’t know. I hardly know that much about you.”

“We’ll let’s keep it that way.”

“Um.. Ok I guess that’s fine. So what exactly are you doing here?”

“None of your business, although I’d like to ask you the same thing.”

“We’ll since you kindly asked. Were just stopping here to rest for a while.”

“Were?”

“Me and Carla? You do remember her, don’t you?”

She got up as if insulted. She wasn’t that much stupid at all and figured he would have already known that.

“Yes I do. So where is she?”

“Upstairs.”

“Oh that’s nice.”

Not really.

Cybele still stood. She didn’t want to tell about half of her story all over again to someone she didn’t want to talk to. She almost felt like leaving and heading for home but she knew he needed to know where they were and if they were ok. She sat back down and took a deep breath before her explanation.

“Palin left us at Ioty. I figure he would of sailed somewhere. It looked like he had better plains for himself. Lyght I left in Eka woods. He’s probably still there wandering about or something.”

“How could you leave Lyght?”

“I’m sorry ok? He just reminded me too much of my father… I could of freaked…”

“Hey baby! Why don’t you lift up that torn skirt of yours and let me have a peek?” yelled a drunken man by the corner.

Tygan stood up quickly, “Excuse me sir! How about you not talk to the lady in such a manner?”

“What are you? Her lover boy?” The man laughed along with his group of friends, “Come on honey, lose the skinny boy and join us.”

This time Cybele stood up, “One he is not my lover boy, and two I won’t join you!” She picked up a mug and threw it, hitting the man square in the jaw.

“Arh!” the group of men got up and glared, “That’s it, your dead bitch!” The group of drunks pulled out their swords and charged forward.

Tygan drew Lun’delneth and E’vnshaldar using them to block off the attacks of two men. Cybele drew her sword and parried an attack from the man who had made the crude remarks, then she kneed him in the groin.

“Was that as good for you as it was me?” Cybele laughed and kicked the man in the stomach. Another came at her, he was a slightly better and the two were held off in a constant pattern of attack and defend.

Tygan easily parried off the attacks of the two men fighting him. One of them wasn’t half bad, but the other was, plain and simple, a terrible fighter. Tygan thrust E’vnshaldar into the terrible fighter’s chest and threw him against his friend.

“Jared!” Cried the other man who had been fighting Tygan. He glared and charged in, though was at the disadvantage of now fighting both of Tygan’s weapons.

The man swung down hard at Cybele over and over, quickly making himself very annoying. Cybele held up her sword in defense with on hand, pushing aside the next swing, then punched the man in the face, “Learn something new you prick, that hurt!” She thrust her sword into his chest.

Tygan smiled at the man he was fighting, slapping away his attacks and using his dagger to give him cuts here and there, “Give up lad, you can’t beat me,” said Tygan.

“You killed my friend!” He swung his sword down at Tygan, Tygan parried it and moved back a step.

“Well I take it you want to join him then,” Tygan swung his rapier at the side of the man’s head, but when the man brought up his defense Tygan swung high up over the man’s head and pulled back his arm, rolling his torso back then thrusting his whole upper body forward, aiming his rapier at the man’s throat and his dagger at the man’s abdomen.
Having only one sword the man was not able to deflect E’vnshaldar and the dagger bit deep into his flesh. Like his friend he fell to the ground, soaking in his own blood.

Cybele walked over to Tygan and both looked at the scene. The bartender stood up from his hiding place behind the bar, disgusted by the mess that was made this time.

“Well, its good to see you again Cybele.”

At that very moment Carla ran down the steps looking at the mess they had made. Cybele grew even more jealous to see her but tried to remain calm and frendly.

"Oh, Hey Carla, nice to meet you again."

OCC: I would like to thank Tygan for his help on this one =)

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Posted by Ryudo Wolfe on 05-11-2002 07:23 PM:

Ryudo and Freija walked through the gates of Fayre, both giving somewhat uncaring looks at their surroundings. They hadn’t talked much past their meeting on the road, but both felt better having the other there with them. Freija felt better because she was being chased down and it was nice to have a mercenary to watch her back. Ryudo felt better simply because he hadn’t traveled with anyone in a long time and she was pleasant company.

“What do you say we find an inn and get cleaned up, I could use it and I know you need it,” Ryudo said with a grin.

“Oh thanks, ummm I don’t have any money left though,” she looked to the ground somewhat embarrassed by her monetary situation.

“Don’t worry about it I’ll pay for everything.”

“Well there’s the inn I stayed at earlier, the Silver Leaf,” she pointed in the direction where the inn was, “Come on follow me.” Freija led Ryudo to the inn where she had stayed and they both went inside.

The innkeeper looked up, recognizing the girl, “Back already?”

Ryudo walked up to him, “We’ll take one….” He looked back at Freija, “Two rooms, as well, could you have a tub of hot water sent to each?”

The innkeeper smiled, “Sure thing, that will be three gold mels.” Ryudo reached into his bag of money, which was fairly full at the moment, though he wished that he had been able to get the money from the ship job. He pulled out the three gold mels and handed them to the innkeeper, “Thanks, here are the keys to your rooms.”

Ryudo handed one of the keys to Freija, “Here you go, the water will be up soon. After I bath I’m going out to get a weapon, anything you need?”

Freija shuffled her feet, she didn’t like the thought of using this man’s money but, “Well I could use some clothes,” she looked at hers in slight disgust, they were quite worn and dirty from the troubles of past few days, “And I am fairly hungry….”

Ryudo smiled at her, “Ok well once we finish cleaning up we’ll go out into the city and buy all these things.”

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Ryudo sat in the main room of the inn, it was nice to be cleaned up. He had kept his armor in his room since he would just be walking around town. He was looking out the window when he heard someone coming down the stairs, when he looked he saw Freija.

Ryudo was surprised by how she looked, she was even more attractive now that she was cleaned up, “Well are you ready to go?”

Freija gave a small smile, “Yep.”

The two walked out of the inn and made their way to the marketplace. Starting at the weapons shop to make sure Ryudo would have plenty of cash, but he was sure that it would be no problem.

Ryudo looked at the variety of weapons with little interest, none quite fit his style, probably because none looked like Arcana. Freija however was quite interested, there was a slight humming sound in her ears, which meant something magical was here.

Ryudo picked up one sword that he found interesting and his eyes widened with surprise, though he quickly hid that surprise. The Blade was shaped like a bolt of lighting and the Hilt like an Oak tree. On either side of the blade were the Symbols for Earth and Sky. Freija looked to the sword as well and received a louder thrumming sound, however she hadn’t seen Ryudo’s surprise and therefore figured he didn’t know.

“Excuse me sir, how much for this blade?” Ryudo asked.

“Ahh that one, quite fine craftsmanship no? I was planning on auctioning that later today, it’s not often I get such a fine piece of weaponry.”

“So, there is no way I can buy it?”

“Of course there is,” Ryudo reached for his money, “But only if you bid the highest,” the merchant gave a short laugh.

Ryudo sighed, “Fine, I will be here then.”

“Bring lots of money!” The merchant continued to laugh as the two walked away.

Freija looked to Ryudo, “That blade was magical, I could feel it.”

“Yes, it was a blade of earth and sky. I could feel it’s power when I held it.”

“You could feel it?”

“Yes, I am dedicated in sky,” he showed the marking on his hand to her.

“That’s the same marking as the blade had!”

Ryudo saw a clothing stand, “So, how about we buy your things while we wait?”

Freija went over to the stand and began to look through the clothing. Ryudo watched her with a slight smile, but half of his mind was still back at the weapons shop.

“Ok, I’ll take these three!” Ryudo walked up to the stand where Freija was showing the three items to the merchant. There was a light blue tunic, light brown pants, and darker brown boots.

“Alright miss, that will be one gold and five silver mels,” Freija’s eyes widened, that was over three times what she had on her. Ryudo put the money on the table.

“Any other clothes you need?” He asked Freija.

“Nope this will be good. Want to go back to the inn now so I can change and we can get some food?”

“Sure.”

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The two sat at a table in the inn, Freija was wearing her new clothes. It would be almost impossible to tell she was from a farm except that she was fairly strong, giving the impression of a girl who has done a lot of hard labor.

They had ordered some bread, cheese, soup, and drinks. Both were eating fairly quickly having been short on food for the past few days.

“So, why are you being so nice to me?” Questioned Freija.

“Why are you traveling with me?” Asked Ryudo.

“I don’t know.”

“There’s your answer,” they both laughed.

“Do you think you’ll be able to afford that weapon?”

“I hope so…..I have a few hundred gold mels left, but depending on who is there, it could get fairly expensive.”

“A few hundred! Wow, I take it mercenary work pays well?”

“Depends what you charge, I get a lot of jobs but I normally charge depending on the person rather than the job,” He thought about the fact he was likely to get in a fight next time he ran into a group of old friends. He had taken their job by charging about ten times less than they were.

“Still with me?”

“Hmm? Oh yes, sorry, was thinking about something.”

Freija peaked out the window, “Well we should probably get back to the market, the auction is likely to start soon.”

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The two arrived at the auction, the crowd wasn’t overly big, but they all appeared to be nobles. Most likely trying to get themselves a new ornament for their walls.

“Welcome all to the auction for this fine sword. The blade is made of the finest metals and shaped like a bolt of lightning. The handle is a true piece of art, shaped like an oak tree. This is truly a weapon fit for nobles. The bidding starts at fifty gold mels!”

“60!” shouted out one of the nobles.

“75!” shouted another.

85!”

“100!”

“150!” There was a slight pause. The man who had bid was a large man, he had a short but full beard.

“I hear one-fifty, anyone wish to bid higher?”

Ryudo looked at his money, “175!” he called out.

“190!” called the bearded man.

Ryudo looked at his money again, he had around 330 gold mels in all, so he could afford to go a little higher, “210!”

The bearded man smiled at him, “250!”

“I hear two-fifty! Two-fifty!”

Ryudo bit his lip a little, “330!” All the nobles gave a slight gasp, they looked at Ryudo in surprise, most could tell he was no noble.

Please don’t go any higher, please!

“350!” Shit!

“I hear three-fifty! Would you like to bid higher sir?” The merchant questioned Ryudo, but all Ryudo could do was shake his head, “Then sold! Three-Fifty to our fair noble, Charles D’fotn!”

The auction went on with other items, but Ryudo and Freija began to walk off.

“Excuse me!” They turned to see Charles D’fotn, the sword sheathed at his side.

“Yes?”

“I noticed you want this sword and if I am right you are a mercenary. I have a job for you in which I will pay you with this sword. Come with me to my house if you wish to hear my offer.”

Posted by Dannie Callahan on 05-11-2002 08:28 PM:

Dannie awoke slowly and sat up. She didn't recognize where she was. As she let herself wake up, she listened to the sound of the room and out of the roaring silence, she picked out Orion's breathing, steady and deep.

I hope he's okay, she thought, as she stood and stretched. Dannie walked to the side of the bed and leaned down until her face was centimeters from his. Shadows ringed his eyes and even in sleep, his expression looked exhausted.

"Man, he must've had one helluva night."

Orion took a deep breath and expelled it slowly, then shifted into a more comfortable position. Dannie sighed softly and kissed his forehead, then turned and left the room.

Once downstairs, she walked to a table and sat at a vacant seat.
"Hey, girlie," the bartender called to her. "Ya hungry?"

"Yup," she replied. "I feel as if I could eat a deer!"

The bartender nodded. "There's food in the kitchen."

"Thanks." She got up and walked behind the bar into a different room. In the middle of the room was a table lined with all sorts of covered dishes with delicious smells and steam coming from them. Her stomach rumbled and she grabbed a plate from a pile on one of the counters that lined the room to her right. The first covered plate she approached and lifted the lid on was sausages. Dannie hadn't had sausages since she was seven years old. Her mouth watered at the sight of them, and she quickly piled three onto her plate. The next one she went onto were fluffy scrambled eggs, and the next was pancakes.

When she was finished, her plate was piled with pancakes, sausages, fried potatoes, eggs, strawberries, blueberries, and raspberries along with some powdered sugar for the top of her pancakes. The bartender's eyes widened when he saw how much Dannie had on her plate.

"Boy, for a little girl, you seem like you can eat a lot," he commented.

"It happens when you haven't had any real food since you were seven."

~ An Hour Later ~

Orion stumbled down the stairs, rubbing his eyes sleepily. When he entered the main room, the first thing he saw was Dannie finishing off the rest of her breakfast. As he approached her, he asked, "Didja leave any for me?"

"Nope," she replied, her mouth full with strawberries. "Didn't leave nuthin' for ya."

With that, she grinned and nodded to a covered plate in the middle of the table. Orion lifted the lid and smiled as he saw the plate was piled with all sorts of delicious things to eat.

"Thanks, Dannie."

"No problem. Just give me anything you don't want."

They grinned at each other and Orion sat down to his breakfast. The bartender brought them each a cup of rich, black coffee and set down a sugar bowl, a spoon, and a pitcher of milk between the two friends.

After they had each fixed the coffee the way they liked it, Dannie did something a little strange and dropped 3 or 4 raspberries into her coffee.

"Why'd you do that?" Orion asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I wanted to see what it'd taste like."

"Oh."

~ Later on ~

Dannie came back from washing up. Orion looked up and his mouth just about hit the floor.

"Wow."

Dannie raised an eyebrow, then turned. She wore a dark blue tunic that reached just above her knees and was tied with a piece of rope that seemed to have some embellishments on it.

"What?"

"Who gave that to you?" Orion asked.

"The bartender. The belt was his wife's. I told him about my ruined clothes and he only smiled and gave me this."

Orion looked her over again. He couldn't believe it. Dannie was absolutely gorgeous...and he couldn't help but notice her long legs.

Wow, he thought to himself. She sure looks different in that. She looks a whole lot better than in pants.

"Quit starin', you're scaring me," Dannie snapped as she sat next to him.

"Yeah, sure," he said, looking away quickly.

The bartender smiled a little and Dannie began to finger her necklace, a habit that seemed to have formed in twenty-four hours. Orion sighed and rested his chin in his hand as he stared into the fire.

Am I really that...? Dannie thought, unable to finish the sentence in her own mind. Nah. Can't be.

Posted by Freija Lumis on 05-11-2002 08:59 PM:

The offer

Ryudo shot Freija a questioning glance, for which she returned with a shrug. The two followed the smiling Charles to his chariot, ornately decorated with gold leaf, jewels and expensive woods. Upon reaching the chariot, a man dressed in fine clothes leaped off the back and opened the door, bowing slightly. Freija stepped in first, followed by Ryudo then finally Charles.

As the door shut and the chariot jolted forward.

"Here's the deal, I need for you to steal an item from someone I know...I'm going to his party. He owns an expensive diamond that I want. If you succeed, you shall receive the sword in return."

Ryudo thought about the proposition for a while then glanced at Freija who was also deep in thought.

"How hard is this deal? I need the details."

"Well the man I need this from is a man by the name of Reginaldus Ethinaldre. He is a rich noble in this part of town. He owns a diamond, about the size of a chicken egg, give or take a few cm," Freija's eyes flew open at the size of this gem." And I need it."

"Where is it?"

"In his home, of course! It is in his main bedchamber, in a vault. It is relatively easy to get into, the vault I mean, but his room is another story. It is guarded by guards and such like. He is rather finicky."

Ryudo chuckled at Charles' comment and agreed, shaking hands the seal the deal. Charles' mouth turned up in a gracious smile, his plump face balling up in the cheeks.

"Very good! What is your name?"

"Ryudo."

"Very well. And who are you, miss?"

"Freija."

Charles smiled once more and leaned back against the bench seat in this chariot and sighed contentedly.

"What part will I play?” asked Freija to Ryudo, barely a whisper

"You will distract the guards."

Freija grinned mischievously and rubbed her hands together comically and cackled, to the shock of Charles. She silenced herself and stifled a chuckle. Ryudo just grinned.

Finally they reached Charles' home.

"You will need to get more proper clothing to fit in. Now, I'll have to fit you with some clothing of my son's, and for you milady some of my daughter's." Said Charles, motioning to Ryudo and Freija

Stepping out of the chariots, Ryudo and Freija were led by Charles to his massive mansion. The tall marble walls towered over them, casting them into their shadow. Freija gasped silently at the sight, but Ryudo remained nonchalant, as if he was used to the sight. Nevertheless, the three entered through the massive doors into the hall of the home. The lobby was huge, with cathedral ceilings with ornate chandeliers.

Freija And Ryudo was led up the stairs that wound in a spiral in the far back section of the house. When they reached the top they headed left and rounded the corner. They traveled down the row of bedrooms and reached one of the farthest. A servant exiting the room met them.

“Good eve, milord.”

Charles simply nodded and passed the servant, who humbly bowed out, passing them to walk down the halls.

The room was large, with a massive queen sized, four-poster bed in the center of the room. A huge wardrobe towered from floor to ceiling, with ornate carvings etched in the doors.

“Here are your clothes, Ryudo. They should fit.”

Charles and Freija left Ryudo to sift through the clothing and pick out his own fashions as Freija was led to another room across the hall. This room was nearly the same, with a large four-poster bed in the center. A wider and shorter wardrobe filled the room. Charles threw open the doors and showed her the clothing within.

“And these are your clothes.”

Freija thanked him as he exited, closing the door behind him.

A while later, both Freija and Ryudo exited their rooms, fully clothed in grand finery. Freija was decked out in a flowing gown, simple but ornate all the same. Ryudo was dressed in fine slacks and a ruffled shirt. They grinned sheepishly to each other and followed Charles once again to his chariot.

---At the party---

Reginaldus’ home was as massive as Charles’ but different in many aspects. The lobby was not as large, with three doorways that led to three massive rooms. The lobby was filled with nobility, their turned up noses and finery caused Freija to screw up her nose. She tried to fit in. Ryudo offered Freija his arm and she took it, smiling and blushing. Ryudo leaned over and whispered in her ear.

“We’re married, act like it.”

Freija’s heart skipped a beat and adrenaline flowed. She nodded and they walked into the fray.

Ryudo and Freija entered the ballroom and looked around, trying to find the door that Charles’ had pointed out to them. They noticed it easily and decided to meander over there casually.

“You need to dance Ryudo…err I mean Lord Lumis.”

Ryudo chuckled and shrugged slightly. His face gradually turned a pale pinkish color.

“What is wrong?”

“Can’t dance.”

“Your kidding.”

“Nope.”

Freija screwed up her nose and grabbed his left hand in her right, positioning his other arm around her waist.

“Now follow my lead, and please don’t step on my toes!”

Ryudo chuckled and followed her lead. They traveled slowly towards the door and reached it.

CUE: Ryudo

Posted by Sayomara on 05-11-2002 10:08 PM:

Did I just sleep for a week?

The crystal slowly melted away around Sayomara as his limbs became free once more. At first Sayomara moved rather stiffly, as he moved around on the floor trying to get his feet under him. “Boy it’s been along time since I’ve been hurt so badly that I need the Ice Hat to heal me. Oh well I guess its better that it happen then did rather than during the Counsel.” It was about this time Sayomara noticed that he was on the floor of a small hut. “Hmm looks like Elyas got me to Parvini or at least that what it looks like.” Sayomara made anther attempted to find his feet and this time he made it.

After standing for a moment, Sayomara decided to go outside and see how many of the tribes were there, and to see if any one else had showed up.

Cue: Well Bara when ever you decide to come into Parvini I’m ready, so if you what to post a meeting just do it not really sure how much I’m going to be around this week.

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I have seen much in my day, but nothing as bad as this.

Posted by Orion Chath on 05-11-2002 10:44 PM:

Orion

Orion thought deeply. Once or twice he looked to Dannie and smiled. The bartender began humming a tune, still cleaning glasses. Dannie looked up and then around, wondering where the tune came from. She spotted the bartender then nodded.

Orion stood and then walked to the bar, ordering a water. He found himself starting at Dannie. Then Dannie looked up at him and half-smiled. "What?"

Orion looked away and shrugged. "Nothing." Dannie smiled again when she turned away from Orion, looking into the fire. He's so... so... I don't know what he is. She thought. The fire crackled and swirled, reaching upwards like long, narrow fingers. Orion walked to the fire and prodded a log with the tip of his mace, watching the ashes swirl and then gently drift down towards which they came.

The bartender stopped cleaning a glass and looked towards a new customer, asking politely "What would you like?"

The short, stocky fellow raised a hand to push small eyeglasses up on his nose again and then responded gruffly "Eh... I woul' like ta have a mug o' ale."

The bartender nodded and turned, grabbing a mug and filling it with ale, then slid it along the bar towards the fellow. The man grabbed the mug by the handle and took a long, drawn-out drink of it and sat the mug back down on the bar, nodding in approval to the ale.

"Well, I'll be a-goin' now, bai." He stated, dropping a few coins on the counter to pay for the drink, then grabbed his pack and headed out.

Orion sighed and sat in a chair near Dannie, not speaking too much, just gazing into the fire. Dannie looked over to him as he brushed a little blond hair from his eyes, which he does often. Then Orion walked to the bar to take a sip of his water. The young fighter leaned against the bar and took another sip, then realized that he had his chain mail armor on. Thats a good sign, I didn't even know I had it on. He thought.

Then Orion felt that one of his bracers was loose and turned his wrist, poring the contents of his glass on his cloak, armor and pants. Dannie turned her head and finished her thought. So clumsy. Dannie grinned and then began laughing. Orion looked at himself and then looked up, blowing a bit of hair from his face. He set down the glass heatedly and sat on the stool again. "I can't go a day without making a fool out of myself, can I?"

Dannie grinned "Nope."

Orion grabbed a towel and began drying off. "Thats encouraging." He stated, then laughed a little himself. "I think I am going to go out again, need to look at something."

Dannie nodded and then looked back to the fire.

Orion wandered outside when he was dry enough and began walking down the streets, looking at something here, something there. He came to a store that had a nice pair of boots that he liked. They were black leather underneath a shell of chain mail. On the end, there was a cap of steel, ideal for kicking. He thought they looked very good, and offered great protection. But then he thought that they would weight him down in missions and they would make quite a bit of noise.

Thinking about it, he decided he would buy them anyway and use them while traveling. He set a few coins down on the table and slipped them on. He smiled they fit well he thought, and began walking down the road again.

___(A little bit later.)___

Orion continued walking and came upon a alley which he heard fighting. He drew his mace instinctively and trudged inside the alley cautiously, holding his mace with both hands and pointed diagonally outwards. Damn! Why didn't I bring my bow? He thought, cursing himself.

He arrived at the point where there were four people. The two on the left were stocky and built, the two on the left were guards. The men on the left held two cutlasses each, which showed they were pirates, the guards carried broadswords. Without thinking, Orion took the side of the guards, tossing his mace at one of the pirates. The pirate was taken off guard and the mace hit him squarely on the shoulder, emitting a sickening crunch. The man let out a half-roar half-squeal of anguish and clutched his side, giving the guard enough time to smash him in the side of the head with his broadsword and slash him across the chest.

The other pirate was overwhelmed, suddenly both guards were upon him... He didn't last long. The guards smiled and nodded thier thanks to Orion before disappearing into the shadows of the alley, to come back on the roads. Orion was glad that he was wearing his armor, because otherwise, the guards might have taken closer examination and found him to be a bounty hunter by his description... He didn't know how anyone had gotten his description, but he had seen "Wanted" posts in Balanum and Fayre, maybe once in Farlarn.

Orion thought this was a little easy, but he didn't complain. He walked to his mace and picked it up, bringing it down upon one of them as it let out a low groan, to finish it off. Then he made his way back to the street.

He smiled, feeling he had a little action while he was in town and made his way back to the inn...

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Orion Chath

Posted by Ryudo Wolfe on 05-12-2002 03:46 AM:

Though Ryudo started the dance fairly poorly, his childhood dancing with the elves allowed him to catch on very quickly. Freija and Ryudo had started the dance as two but were now one, flowing through the dance together. When they neared the door Ryudo leaned in closer, placing his cheek against hers.

“Now is your time to distract the guards,” Ryudo whispered into her ear.

He could feel her cheek rise in a smile, “Just leave it to me.”

The two parted ways, Ryudo walked towards the guards and Freija went off to do whatever it was she had in mind.

Ryudo cleared his throat then walked up to the two guards, with his chin in the air he spoke in a noble like voice, “Excuse me sirs, might you grant me the knowledge of where I….” A scream pierced through the room, interrupting the dancing and the music. The two guards quickly ran to where the scream had been emitted, while Ryudo silently opened the door and slid through.

The guards arrived at the scene to find Freija looking at the wall with a horrified expression on her face, “Madame, what is the problem? What is wrong?”

“The…“she paused for a moment, “there was a rat!” The other ladies in the room gave gasps and looked at the floor around their feet, while the men gave disapproving looks. As for the guards, they rolled their eyes and went back to their positions.

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Ryudo walked silently down the hall for worry that someone may be down this way. He stopped in front of a large door. This should be the room. He pushed the door open and peaked inside, the room was dark but his elven sight gave him a fairly clear view of it.

He walked inside the room and caught sight of the vault. The vault itself he could not yet see, but its location was fairly obvious. There was only one thing on the wall and that was a large painting, therefore the vault was most likely to be behind that. He walked up to the painting and took it off the wall, not in the least bit surprised he saw the small vault.

Ryudo looked at the vault thinking of how to get it open. Oh ya this vault is really easy, I guess he forgot to tell me I’d need to bring something big to break the door with. This thought gave him an idea though. He placed his hand against the center of the vault door.

Part your body metal of the earth so that I might get past your barrier.

The vault door cracked around the edges and fell out into Ryudo’s hand. He tossed it onto the bed in the room and looked inside the vault. On a small stand was the diamond and it truly was the size of an egg. If I weren’t getting that sword for pay I’d probably keep this. He pocketed the diamond along with an emerald necklace. The necklace had an intricate weave of gold, silver, and emeralds.

Ryudo walked back to the door but stopped, “Well I likely can’t go back that way,“ He went to the bed, picked up the vault door and tossed it threw the window, “So, I’ll go this way.” He hopped out the window and made his way back to the front of the mansion.

“Hello,” he nodded to the guard at the door.

“Hello…err didn’t you just go in a bit ago?”

“Why yes I did, but I came out for a quick breather. Now I am just going in to pick up my wife.”

“Very well sir,” the man opened the door and Ryudo went in. He saw Freija standing by the doorway that goes into the ballroom, she had an insulted look on your face.

“Why there you are!” She said in a stuck up tone.

“Yes here I am. Come along honey,” he held out his hand.

“I can’t believe you brought me to a party where there are rats!”

“I am dreadfully sorry, but what can I do if our host has not the money to afford proper pest control?”

Freija took his hand and they walk back to the door leading outside, “Well next time we should go to a better party!”

They both left the mansion and once they were out of hearing distance both cracked up laughing.

“Oh my god, you should have seen the faces on those women when I screamed that there was a rat,” Freija couldn’t stop laughing.

“You should have seen that guard when I entered twice without ever exiting!”

They both got themselves to stop laughing, but the smiles were still on their faces, “Is mercenary work always this fun?”

“Hah, hardly,” he thought back to being surrounded by pirates and having both a bow and a gun aimed at his head.

Charles’ carriage pulled up in front of them, he had apparently left the party a bit early. He got out of the carriage and walked up to the two, “Fine performance, fine indeed. Did you get the diamond?”

Ryudo pulled it out of his pocket, ”Ya, here it is.”

“Oh excellent indeed!” Charles took the diamond and handed Ryudo the sword. Without even saying thanks Charles left the two, his eyes glued to the diamond while giving off short laughs.

As they stood alone in the street once more Freija spoke up, “Nobles sure are weird.”

“You’re telling me,” Ryudo looked down at himself, “I guess we keep the clothes.”

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They both went to the doors of their rooms then turned to eachother.

“Goodnight my Lord Lumis,” Freija said in her noble voice.

“And to you M’lady,” Ryudo bowed. They laughed, unable to get over the night’s events, “Oh, I got something for you.” Ryudo pulled the necklace out of his pocket and tossed it to her, then walked into his room.

Posted by Merelania Hitoshinen on 05-12-2002 10:38 AM:

Unusual

OOC: Thanks to Nathan for rping with me and reminding me when I forgot. ^^() You are greatly appreciated!

Merelania rubbed her head achingly, squinting her eyes from brightness entering her large pupils. "Where am I?" She questioned herself aloud, a slight echo protruding from her surroundings.

Then she remembered she had slept in the cavern. She groaned and got herself up, brushing the caked sand from her clothes. She looked around and held onto the wall of the cave, her balance a little off, making her whole body lean slightly to the right. She shook her head to wake herself up and walked out clumsily. She smiled as the bright sunlight of mid-morning rested it's rays upon her cheeks, longing the warm glow of the sun after being trapped in the shade for so long. She stretched for a few moments and regained her balance, rubbing her eyes to rid of fatigue, and turned towards town again.

"Hmm...I wonder if Kane was worried about me?" she said cheerfully but then frowned, "Heh, probably not...stop dreaming, Mere." she shook her head, whispering to herself.

She skipped along the path back to the town, brushing a few strands of hair from her emerald eyes, and resting the strands behind her pointed ears. She had forgotten her cap, most unlike her. But she had guessed she was too excited to worry about it after she had become dedicated. She felt she had to tell everyone of her newly found discovery within herself! But she decided to settle down and not seem too bigheaded. People often did not like that type of person, she had been told.

She seemed quicker than time itself, for she returned to the flamboyant town before midday. There were many tourists, as usual for this lovely place, she had found this out herself in the past few days. But she had achieved what she had wanted here and honestly wished to go elsewhere. She did enjoy the excitement and friendly people, but there were too many others bustling around, suspicion on every corner, and so many different noises it made her ears hurt. She found she had become fond of the idea of traveling with few others, much more talented than herself, in more quiet areas. But then she began to think of herself as a child, being protected by those who traveled with her. She shook her head at that idea and decided that was all going to change soon.

She returned to the inn and strode in, the door freely open for guests. The innkeep sat at his desk, counting various coins he had received recently, his mouth in a wide grin. He had obviously had some good business, but perhaps it was always like this yet she bothered not pay attention to it. She nodded gently to him, mentioning a "good day", and ran up the stairs quickly, her heart racing, eager to speak with her companion.

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Sen sat in his room, another failed attempt at making a fire spell without a fire at hand. He sighed and looked out the window, watching the leaves rustle on the trees. This island was so beautiful compared to the desert he came from, perhaps beautiful enough for him to not want to go back, to instead journey around the continents.

“Hmph, how long will I last if I can’t even create my own fire,” he held his hand out in a cup-like shape and a ball of fire appeared, he played with it for a little, “I shouldn’t be wasting my energy.” Planning on getting rid of the fire he turned back to the table, the candle wasn’t lit.

“I did it!” He put the fire out, stood up, and put his hand out once more, again making a ball of flame, “I can make fire!” In his excitement he expanded the ball, stretching it out to more of a snake-like shape. The snake of fire swirled around Sen like a tornado, his arms and hands moving wildly controlling the speed and motion of the fire.

“AH HAAA!!”

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Merelania stopped suddenly, halting in the middle of the hall to a shout coming from the first room, that of Sen Kisai's. She lifted a brow and pushed the door open cautiously, not wishing to fall into an awkward position of view, making either of them uncomfortable. But what did startle her was the sight she actually did see!

Sen was covered in flames, the orange glows floating around his body, and shouting at the same time, on fire. She gasped and stared at him for a few moments in shock. She then regained her instinct and ran into the room, leaping forward at him, her arms outstretched to reach him. She concentrated deeply, closing her eyes tight, to put out the blaze upon him. Unfortunately, she missed his whole body completely by a long shot, her body crashing onto the floor hard. But the magic had worked, a small wave of water falling atop his engulfed body and putting out the immediate flames, also drenching his clothing and hair.

Merelania looked up from the ground towards him, her cheeks deep crimson as she smiled weakly, deeply embarrassed at that clumsy moment of hers. Sen held out his hand to help her up kindly as she took it readily, standing up from the floor and brushing herself off. Then Sen looked over himself and laughed. He then looked at her and smiled lightly. Merelania rubbed the back of her neck nervously, her mind blank, unable to think of anything to say.

"Say, would you like to go to the bar and get a drink? I'll treat since I was the one whom caused all of this commotion...and I'm sure we can get to know each other better while we're there...What do you think?" she blurted out unexpectedly.

He nodded and looked over himself once more. "Sure, but I think I may have to get changed first, would you excuse me?" he retorted kindly.

She nodded and stepped back outside while he closed the door and changed into some drier clothing. He then scurried out of his room and met with her in the hall, closing his door. She smiled daintily and walked down the stairs, urging him to follow after her, and walked outside into the bright afternoon sun.

She squinted as the sun shown in her pale eyes, blinding her for a few moments until she turned back and looked at Sen. He stood, soaking in the sun's warm rays and turned towards her. She pointed to a large building down the street a bit ways away and began walking to the bar with him after her eyes had adjusted to the bright light.

They made it into the bar soon enough and sat down at a table across from each other. A few moments later, they ordered their drinks and finally introduced themselves to each other in a more appropriate way, instead of their usual strange encounterings. They then received their drinks and began to talk about what was currently going on between their separate lives. Merelania spoke of how she had wished to travel to find the wherabouts of her father and then had gotten sidetracked by the thought of being able to use magic. Sen spoke of how he had wished to become a great mage, for he did not have very much muscular strength. Then both soon noticed that these choices between themselves had also twisted and fated them to meet. Strange as it seemed, it appeared as a likely coincidence.

As they continued to talk, they soon ran out of things to say. Sen looked around to see a few musicians playing in a corner. There was hardly anyone in the bar during the day, it seemed so abandoned. The usual patrons came at night, when they had nothing better to do then to get drunk and sit around lazily, talking amongst themselves about their petty problems of the day. Merelania smiled cheerfully. She was quite glad no one else was there. It made the bar quiet, besides the music being played by the musicians in the corner.

Sen tapped his foot absent-mindedly under the table. Then he looked across the table to see Merelania looking at the musicians thoughtfully, humming to the music in her own soft rhythm. He was paying attention to her, and knew she was day-dreaming due to the intense depth of her eyes and the soothing hum released from her throat. Her fingers were also tapping in rhythm with his foot. He stood from his seat and walked to her side, reaching for her hand. He grasped it gently and looked at her playfully.

She seemed startled when he had grabbed her hand, for she turned her head abruptly to glare at him for a moment, but soon realized it was him and smiled slightly embarrassed, being interrupted in mid-dream. She stood from her seat and walked over to a cleared area with him, beside the musicians. The musicians, seeing the two stroll over to them, began to play some music.

She laughed slightly, haven't danced in a long while, nor having ever danced with a young man. She was the only girl her own age in Evisis that she could remember, although she stayed near the outer forest, due to her lineage. But she pushed the thoughts of her past from her mind and enjoyed herself.

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Sen and Merelania strode out of the bar, laughing merrily. The day had been fun for the two of them and they looked forward to heading back to the inn and getting some rest. They made it back to the inn soon enough, but before they went in, Merelania stopped abruptly. Sen looked back at her and lifted a brow.

"What is it?" he asked curiously to the girl standing before him, shuffling her feet in the sandy doorstep.

"Would you like to accompany me on my journey...? I know you have nothing to do around here and it would be nice if you came along with me. We could practice with magic....or um...other stuff." Merelania asked Sen with slight hesitation.

"Sure!" Sen nodded in agreement while he spoke. They then continued into the inn's doorway.

Merelania darted up the wooden stairs, dragging Sen by the arm down the hall and to their rooms. Then she clasped a hand over her mouth.

"I almost forgot! You've got to meet Kane!" she shouted softly.

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~When we do things out of great love, rather than great expectation, more comes back to us than we could have ever imagined.~
~The desire to know is not necessarily wrong but remember that if you're not careful one mistake and you'll create monsters worse than imaginable.~

Posted by Tygan deParte on 05-12-2002 11:27 AM:

Tygan, Carla, and Cybele had left Akaros shortly after the fight in the bar and were now getting close to Ioty. Tygan looked off into Eka Woods. Well Lyght, if you’re still in there my old friend, I hope we meet again. Behind him a ways were Cybele and Carla chatting amongst eachother.

“So, what did you do after you parted with the others?” Carla asked Cybele.

It’s none of your business… “Well not too much, I had a small adventure.” She unconsciously put her hand where her bandages had been, her thoughts trailing off to Azure and whether or not he was still alive.

“We had an adventure as well, Tygan killed a whole group brigands and a noble, then we jumped out a window!” She stopped to take a breath, “However….Tygan’s father died.”

Cybele looked up at Tygan, “Did he kill his father?”

“No, his father took an arrow to save Tygan’s life.”

The two fell silent for a bit. Tygan walked up ahead lost in his thoughts while he watched the nature around him. He had caught a few things from the girls’ conversation behind him. He did die, and he did take an arrow for me, but he wasn’t my father….

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The three arrived at Ioty later in the day and searched for the closest inn. Tygan and Carla had not been here before so they glanced around at the city. Cybele however had been here with Palin and Lyght and she remembered the whole incident that happened with Palin and her, she was glad as hell she didn’t actually sleep with him though.

“This place looks good,” said Carla.

“Ok,” Tygan tossed some money to the two, though he was getting extremely low, “Pay for the rooms, I’ll go get us a ship.”

Carla and Cybele went into the inn, “What can I do for you two ladies?” asked the innkeeper.

“Two rooms please,” said Carla, “And could I get two keys for the one? A friend of ours will be coming here after he finds a ship.”

Looks like those two fell in love during their little adventure as well. Cybele took her key from Carla and went up to her room. Carla stayed in the main room and ordered some food while she waited for Tygan.

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Tygan found the ship that the harbormaster had pointed out to him, it was named The Skimmer. He looked up at the ship and called out to a sailor, “This ship going to Gania? And if so do you have space for three?”

“Ye’ll have t’talk to the cap’n on that one! Come aboard!” Tygan went up onto the deck and was led to the captain’s quarters, “Sir, a man ‘ere wish t’speak with ye!”

“Let him in,” Tygan entered and saw a tall and fairly thin man sitting at a desk, looking over some maps.

“Hello.”

“What do you want?”

“Umm, well I was wondering if myself and two friends could travel with you to Gania.”

“Five gold mels.”

Tygan reached into his pocket and pulled out the coins, but there were only four, “I..I only have four gold mels.”

“Then find another ship,” not once did the captain look up from the maps.

“Sir! Please we need to get to Gania!”

The captain looked up at Tygan and stared at him for a moment, “Fine four gold mels, but only if you work during the trip!”

“If that’s what must be done, then I will.”

“We set out in the morning, don’t be late.”

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Tygan entered the inn and walked over to where Carla was, she smiled at him, but then a worried look came upon her face, “What’s wrong?”

“More than I can count,” he gave a small laugh.

“Ya, a lot has happened in these past days.”

“I got us a ship, but we’re out of money and I have to work the whole way to Gania as a deckhand.”

“Well good! You need some real work! All this fighting and laying around in inns, it’s about time someone made you work!” They both laughed.

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Can't say you'll lose if you never try.
Can't say you've won, if you happen to die.
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Gaudeamus igitur, iuvenes dum sumus.
Let us rejoice then, while we are young.
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To die is to sleep, only you forgot to turn on your alarm.

Posted by Dannie Callahan on 05-12-2002 12:41 PM:

Meanwhile...Dannie gets her own action

Dannie stared up at the man in front of her who had a whip raised in his meaty hand. Behind her stood a frightened woman cowering in fear. Dannie lifted her chin, her eyes flashing with fire. She stood with her feet shoulder width apart and her hands on her hips.

"Get out of my way, you insolent girl!" the man yelled.

"Not for a pig! Not in a million years!" she retorted.

The man brought his whip down and Dannie brought her arm up and caught the tip of it before it could hit her, then gave a hard jerk backwards and jerked it right out of the man's hand. Surprise registered in his face and he looked at her, his eyes wide.

"Don't you EVER hit a woman with a whip. If you ever hit any woman with a whip again, or threaten them, I'll know. And I'll find you, and I'll kill you. Is that understood?"

The man growled and lunged for her. Dannie grabbed the woman's arm and side-stepped, taking the woman with her.

"Go," she whispered. "It's going to be unsafe for a few minutes."

"Thank you m'lady!" the woman whispered, then ran off towards the busier part of town, screaming about the fight that was about to ensue.

The man ran towards her again and caught her around the waist; quickly, Dannie kneed up and caught him squarely in the crotch. He groaned and dropped to his knees, his head resting against Dannie. She kneed up again and hit him in the face, then kicked him in the stomach before she backed up and spin-kicked him in the head three times in graceful succession.

"Say it," she demanded angrily.

"Say what..?"

"Say you'll never hit another woman with that contraption again! And that you won't ever hit another woman, not ever!" she exclaimed, grabbing the man by the shirt collar and pulling back her fist as if she were going to hit him again.

"I promise!" he whimpered.

"Good. Now get out of here, you scum."

Dannie turned her back and began to walk away towards the inn, her eyes still sparkling with anger.

~ A little while later ~

Dannie walked into the tavern, tucking her hair behind her ears. Orion looked up and raised an eyebrow. She had never tucked her hair behind her ears before, and as she turned her head to look around, he saw that she wasn't lying. The tips of her ears were noticably pointed, and high up, just under the point was an earring, made of a clear material, probably diamond, and dark sapphire.

"You look pissed," he commented.

Dannie turned her dark blue gaze to him that seemed to carry a tinge of gray to it today.

"Excellent guess."

She glared at him for a moment longer, before walking to a chair and sitting down.

"I hate egotistical guys," she muttered to herself.

Orion raised both eyebrows this time and returned to his water.

Posted by Scarlet Rosenblade on 05-12-2002 01:40 PM:

Scarlet heard Indigo’s words, yet they didn’t do much to stir her frozen heart….. She was lost in the dark, and unreachable. It was cold. Shivering, she hugged her knees to her chest and tried to make herself as small as possible. Sleep was now an unbearable torture with grisly images of Reika at the focus.

So it had been for several days. The icy silence was often broken by the faint murmuring of Indigo, but she was never able to understand what he said. She was too far gone to feel anything.

But now something different was happening. Even in her mentally crippled state she was able to sense the difference in Indigo. He seemed to be blazing with a hidden inferno and for the first time in the week in which Scarlet had been bound as a prisoner in her own tortured mind his words reached her. She listened as he recalled their adventures together, sometimes bringing up memories as painful as saltwater across an open wound. Tears formed, but did not fall.

Scarlet, will you marry me?

Indy…do you mean it?

In her mind’s eye she saw Indigo wreathed in flame and she ran to him.

Scarlet…

The voice was like an icy finger tracing down her back. Reika stood behind her, a mixture of malice, hate and anger written across her face. Scarlet couldn’t be sure but she thought she also saw a hint of sadness in her eyes. She made no move, but her words fell soundlessly around Scarlet.

I will destroy everything you hold dear. I will kill everything close to you and then I’ll come for you.

A dull roar came suddenly and the vision of Reika was instantaneously engulfed in flame. She screamed and vanished into the darkness, but her vow still hung heavy in the air. Indigo wrapped his arms around Scarlet and they both began to rise…

She opened her eyes and saw Indigo by her side clasping her hand. He looked expectant, as if waiting for an answer. A simple gold ring shone brilliantly in the light….

“Scarlet, will you marry me?”

She opened her mouth to answer but her throat clicked dryly from not being used for over a week. Indigo held her gently in his arms and kissed her forehead. Her answer came unexpectantly.

“I can’t…”

CUE: Indigo.

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"When one forgets to put the emotions that overflow in her heart to rest, they burn the color of passion."

Posted by Kane Tallon on 05-12-2002 02:52 PM:

A friend?

OOC: Not back fully yet...but hey, there's no reason I shouldn't post. And sorry this one's a bit cut about but I'm in a bit of time pressure.

IC:

Kane walked down the road, longing to see Merelania again after the time they had been separated. He never showed feelings, but he has them for certain people. He jotted his head to the sky, a crow flew deep and landed on a rooftop watching Kane and Fang, following their every movement. Kane bent down and picked up a small pebble, he chucked it up and caught it behind his back skillfully. He thrust his arm forth and released the pebble.

"Hey I'm in a good mood today" ~Wham~ the rock hit the crow, "And I want it to stay that way" Silently Kane cursed someone's name. "Fang let's get something to drink, over in that bar." Fang, Kane's wolf, nodded his head and followed.

Kane opened the door and walked straight to the bar. "Keeper, I’ll have some water, and...make it two ,one bowl of water though." Kane gestured.

"Ok, coming right up, boy, I s'pose the bowl's for your do, AHH-"

"Wolf, he's a wolf, he won't do anything unless I tell him though, so just put him the bowl, thanks."

The man quickly put down the bowl and passed a glass to Kane. "Thank you, sir." Kane continued.

"Look at that dancing couple back there! The young people, ahh..."

"I'm not interested in that right now, but don't take it personal." Kane said silently.

"Oh, got your own gal?"

"NO!" Kane shouted, "Uh...damn, sorry about that, didn't mean it."

"That's ok boy..." The man turned to the next customer.

Kane sipped on his glass of water, then he put it down and stared into it. He was ripped out of his flashback memories by a laugh. He thought for a second then turned his head slightly, the corner of his eye met a girl’s eye, he shot his head back, gulped down his water and jumped up.

"Fang, let's go, I have a bad feeling about not checking on Merelania." Kane ran out the door and across the street, almost knocking a man over that he passed. Kane slowed down and opened the door of the inn. Fang followed Kane up the stairs.

Kane just reached the top of the stairs as he saw someone walk into his room, "Ah...there went my good mood..." Angry but silently he rushed to his room. He barged in the door spun the man around and swiftly threw a punch, he stopped right in front of the man's face. The man shrugged together preparing for pain.
Kane grabbed the man and threw him to the wall. The man thrust his hand out causing a small ball of fire to shoot at Kane. Kane pulled his sword and held it out flat side causing the small fireball to burst.

"Hey!" A female voice shouted.

Kane caught Merelania from the corner of his eye. He threw his sword up twirling and nudged to the side a bit, the sword fell cleanly into its sheath. Kane turned and rubbed the back of his head, keeping a careful eye on the boy against the wall.

"I was worried about you, where were you?" Kane said, "I thought something bad had happened to you!" Kane stared Merelania in the eye, she was slightly startled for some reason. Lane spun around and helped the boy up, "Sorry 'bout that,...Tallon. Kane..."

The boy sighed, "It's ok nothing happened, I'm Sen, Merelania-" Kane gritted his teeth as he heard him speak her name "-wanted to introduce you to me but I guess that's taken care of" He smiled. "I'm Sen Kisai, pleased to meet you." He continued.

"Yeah, plea-....sed to meet you too..." Kane said, "Fang, sit." Kane murmured. "Hey...I'm sorry about what just happened, really..." Kane tried to smile but kind of failed. He turned his head and looked at Merelania, "Hey...don't get me all worried again yeah?" Kane gestured to the door, "Maybe we should continue talking downstairs..."

Cue: Sen Kisai, Merelania Hitoshinen-----sorry it’s a bit cut about.

Posted by Bara Chinder on 05-12-2002 03:03 PM:

The morning came. Baras head hurt a bit from his ill advised boozing the night before. But there was a lot of pressure on him.

Lead the army of the nomads? Ludicrous, but it had made the desired impact. His argument with his father had given him a sense of closure, but it hurt all the same. He touched his face the dull throbbing beneath the dressing that Aodhna had made was a constant reminder.

Word came in late afternoon that they would have to wait another day till the chiefs would meet on the matter of the muster. After eating a breakfast Bara went to find the others.

To a sort of amusement he found them training near the Inn. He sat on a fence watching until he was called to join. He had not used a sword in a long time as he had preferred the aesthetic of using his staff but soon the sleebhfir had convinced him to use the sword as it would serve him better in a large battle. They spent a good part of the day practicing.

The next day the four companions readied themselves to go to the hall. Bara covered his face again. There was little discussion of what lay ahead. It was the opinion of the group that Conchuir had already said what needed to be said.

As they neared the hall Bara noticed two peculiar looking Laimh dearag . They were better built than most farai usually are, but were more sleek than the sleebhfir. It was as if a light was coming from them. They were very noticeable. At the moment they were staring at the statue in front of the Hall.

As they passed Bara saw silver marks under each of their left eyes. It was strange. Their tribal tattoos seemed to bend around the silver.

Inside the hall there was a throng of people. The chiefs had gathered and awaited the group. When the four travellers reached the centre of the room they awaited the rest of the spectators.

As they waited Bara noticed the two from outside. They seemed to move through the crowd with no effort. The people seemed to move out of their way with out noticing. They arrived at the front of the crowd and waited.

Proceedings began. The chiefs called the meeting open and asked to know more.

Conchuir, as usual, did what he did best. “We have no more to say. There is a threat to our nations. We must fight back. We want to organise an army of all the tribes.”
He stood to let this settle in. It seemed to make little difference.

Bara looked at the chiefs, the crowd and then Conchuir. He put a hand on Conchuirs shoulder and stepped forward.

“Kinsfolk and tribesmen. The beasts we fight are of evil themselves. They come straight from the belly of the dark queen herself. By killing them we do the work of the creator and if we band together we can kill them all. It is our duty to do so. We must destroy the spawn. Even if we die ourselves. News comes that they have taken the city of fools, but we they will no take us though.” A clamour rose. Into the centre strode the two strangers.

The Head chief rose to his feet. “Ascher and Cainas! Do you have part in these men’s business? Come tell us what you say?”

Ascher spoke. “We have not met these men before, but, a couple of days ago we came across a mage, very powerful and very old. He was of a nomad tribe. He told us of a grand council being called in Parvini. We said we would bring tell to Rysend. We will stand with anyone who is an enemy of the spawn. Me and my brother will stand with these men in battle.”

“Well this changes things, but how can we trust some mage? We just travel to Parvini?” The head responded.

“The man we met was the same that is standing in a statue outside.”

“Master Sayomara? It couldn’t be. He disappeared hundreds of years ago.” The chief responded.

“It was, our word is given on it.” This was all Ascher needed to say.

The chiefs spoke among themselves. Eventually the Head chief turned back to them.

“Then we will join you. You four must travel to Rysend and find the master we will send a messenger and guards with you who will return with Information for us. We pledge the Laimh dearag to the war against the spawn.”

A great cheer rang out. Bara looked to his father but noticed his chair was empty. Ascher had the last word.

“My brother and I will accompany the emissaries to Parvini. Choose your messenger and have him meet us at the gates at noon tomorrow.”

Bara walked over to the two to speak with them but was assured that they would have plenty of time to speak on the way to Parvini.

As the day ended Bara and Conchuir were now sure that they were to succeed, Now all that remained were the Fuairbionn.

OOC: My post rates gonna stay pretty low for a while. Exams looming and all that.

Cue: Sayomara It’ll be a few days.

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Were gonna break ya, its gone on for too long.

Gonna punish you for the things that youve done- Capdown

Posted by Freija Lumis on 05-12-2002 05:46 PM:

Freija held the necklace before her eyes, still standing at the door and blinked rapidly. A tear slipped from her eye and fell upon the perfect emerald.

This looks like my mother's necklace...or at least it reminds me of her...Oh this is so hard...

Clenching her fist around the necklace she burst through the door barring her way into her room and fell upon the bed, casting the necklace upon her pillow. The clink of the metal churned long dead feelings about her family. It felt so recent, but it was actually about a week ago. Crying fitfully Freija fell into a deep sleep.

Freija dreamed, her thoughts flitting from topic to topic, wreaking havoc on her mind...

Freija stood in the middle of a crowd of faceless people milling around with no obvious directino in mind...They wore white clothes and had silver hair. Suddenly she could see her father...then her mother, sister and brother between the people. They called to her, reaching out towards her, but no sound was emitted from their open mouths. The people clad in white surrounded her, suffocating her....then it all changed. She was in the party, the mansion and she was screaming. There was a real rat this time, it was huge with a gaping mouth and jagged teeth. It ambled towards her. She screamed and screamed in the vaccuum but she was paid no mind...It changed again. Freija was lying down, tied down actually. She looked about frantically and saw her deceased family standing around her, their faces blank of expression...

Freija woke up, her body drenched with cold sweat. She was lying on her back, her clothes twisted with obvious rapid body movement. Closing her eyes to the horrible images that ceased to ravage her mind Freija whimpered like a child.

Mother...father....Niki and Akaid....oh I wish they were still here...I miss them so much!

Freija cried a bit more and fell back asleep. Nightmares ceased to attack her wearied mind.

That morning Freija woke up refreshed, with no recolection of her nightmare. Lifting the necklace that had fallen to the floor, Freija put it on her neck. Peeking at herself with a full body mirror she smiled at her noble appearance, but scoffed when she remembered what she was reduced to. It was fun, she had to admit, screaming like that in the party to allow Ryudo to slip past the guards but her concience had a different idea this morning. It was like a hangover.

Freija met Ryudo in the lobby. He, too was dressed in his nobility clothes for he had forgotten his original clothes at Charles' home, as did Freija. They smirked at each other as Ryudo paid. Freija noticed the sword that dangled from his belt around his waist and tilted her head, the thrumming sound floating to her ears. Smirking once more she followed him out of the inn to the streets.

"Hmm...now what?" Asked Freija, her head swiveling around, scanning the scene before her. Ordinary people milled around, paying little or no attention to Ryudo or Freija.

"Ya know. Since we have no place to go...I kinda want to get dedicated." Said Freija

Ryudo glanced at Freija, slightly shocked at her nonchalant attitude.

"Are you sure? Its a big step."

Freija chuckled for a bit but suddenly stopped.

"Ya know...its wierd. I had never thought about it for a long time...it just entered my mind on a whim."

Ryudo lifted his brows and looked south.

"Then we head to Mt. Karavon..." His voice trailed off in a remaniscant tone, his eyes traveling heavenbound.

Ryudo and Freija headed south, towards Mount Karavon...

CUE: Ryudo

Posted by Ryudo Wolfe on 05-12-2002 08:03 PM:

Freija and Ryudo left the city of Fayre, both were still dressed in their noble clothes, except Ryudo was wearing armor over his. They spent most of the trip talking casually, Ryudo told Freija about some of his previous jobs and Freija told Ryudo about her family.

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Shortly after crossing the Bridge of the Grand Marquis a group of men came down on them from the north. One of them was on a horse, thirteen others were on foot.

“Looks like trouble,” Freija said lightly.

“Perhaps they are just here to welcome us to the area,” Ryudo said with a grin.

The men closed in, the main one got off his horse and traveled on foot with the others until they were around Ryudo and Freija.

“Greetings my nobles, we’d be grateful if you were to give us all of your money,” he eyed Freija, “And that necklace.”

“We’d be grateful if you pissed off,” remarked Ryudo, lowering his hand to his hilt.

“Don’t even think of drawing your sword or both you and the lady die!” Three of the men pulled back their bows. Ryudo stared straight ahead, his mind was lost in concentration. Suddenly Ryudo drew his sword and the three arrows were released, but at the same time Ryudo released his concentration creating a barrier of wind that sent the arrows off in random directions, one of them taking a brigand in the neck.

“A magi!?” the leader looked around in panic, but seeing as he started this fight there was no possible way he could end it, “Kill them!”

The men charged forward Ryudo held off a few with his new blade, it’s lighting bolt shape allowing him to trap his enemies weapons and occasionally disarm them. Freija dodged a blade then drew her dagger and thrust it into the man’s chest. Even after killing four however they were still outnumbered five to one.

Ryudo looked around at the odds and decided he had no choice, he took hold of Freija and pulled her into his arms.

“Ahh! What are you doing?” Ryudo twirled his sword once and thrust it into the earth.

Rumble your soils mine earth and sting with stone.

A burst of energy flowed from Ryudo through his sword and into the earth. The ground around the two began to shake wildly and soon cracked, some pieces going up and others going down. Small rocks shot up from the earth like arrows, pelting the thieves.

When the ground stopped moving four of the ten thieves were dead from taking stones in the head, the six that were left were injured and lying on the ground. Ryudo was down on one knee drained from the use of power.

Freija looked around with her eyes opened wide, “How…what…?” She saw some of the thieves getting up, two ran off but four were still determined to get revenge and get money. She looked to Ryudo who seemed dazed and weary, “Ryudo, get up! There’s still more of them!”

One of the men charged at her, she blocked his attack and thrust her dagger into the man. The other three came in slowly, their eyes on Freija, but also watching Ryudo to see if he had any other magical tricks up his sleeve. Seeing that Ryudo was dazed they decided Freija was their only danger.

“Come on pretty, you know you can’t beat all three of us,” taunted one of the men, “We’ll kill you then your friend.”

Freija glared and ran forward, taking the first man by surprise. She stuck he dagger into his stomach, then pulled it out and slashed it across another one of the men’s faces, though the cut was far from fatal. The man whom she had cut kicked her to the ground, then both stood over her.

“I told you we would kill you,” mocked the man whom had talked earlier. He lifted his sword over his head and swung.

There was a flash of light and a bolt of blue, when Freija’s vision cleared she saw the two men lying on the ground, there were burns on their chests and they were dead. She turned to face Ryudo only to see him collapse to the ground unconscious.

Posted by Avatar Scriptkeeper on 05-13-2002 12:46 AM:

And the fires go out...

Indigo placed his hands on Scarlet's shoulders. "Why not?"

Scarlet avoided his gaze and looked at the floor. "Indigo... I can't... There's too many things... I'm sorry."

Indigo stood up slowly, his hand shaking. "Scarlet... I..." He couldn't make the words come. He had been prepared for her to ignore him completely, and of course he had prepared for her to accept, but he never dreamed she would awaken to say no.

The ring intended for Scarlet's finger fell from his hand, and it seemed that the world slowed down as it descended.

With heart shattering effect, it hit the ground and bounced... and the fireplace in the princess' room went out. A small wisp of smoke trailed from the embers. Indigo backed out of the room, his expression somewhere between blank and confused. At the doorway, he turned, and walked slowly down the hall.

Fighting the tears which now clouded her vision, Scarlet retrieved the ring from where it came to rest on the floor and slipped it onto her finger. She looked to the cold fireplace and wept freely.

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Welcome to my world...

Posted by Cybele Ariadne on 05-13-2002 09:09 AM:

Grabbing the keys and passing Carla she walked to her room. Opening the door she silently stepped in and went to the bed. Sitting on her bed she softly smoothed her hand over the sheets and began to focus her thoughts elsewhere. She looked out the window to see a couple kissing with their arms around each other.

I swear every couple that I see… has cursed me

She heard laughing from the room beside her. It was Tygan and Carla. The subject was hard to find in their conversation but she could find out that it had to do with work or something. With the subject of work on her mind she thought of the work needed to change herself.

If I just keep my trap shut maybe I can last the next few days..

She didn’t like holding back the truth or what she felt about people. If she hated them she would tell them to her face. Or just be mean to them until she never saw them again. But in order for her to live a happy life, she thought, she may have to change most of her ways and actually be nice for a change. Looking back out the window she saw the couple leave and she thus fell onto the bed and closed her eyes for some sleep.

The door swung open, and out stood Ceres with a knife in her hand. Cybele’s eyes opened wide and she jumps onto the bed and stands on it. Cere’s charges at her. Cybele jumps onto the floor, jumping over Ceres. Ceres lands on the bed and turns around to face Cybele.

“You can never escape me bitch!”

What the hell did I do to her??

“What’s wrong with you!? How did you find me? Where’s Crane and Azure?”

“They are both dead!” Ceres cried

“What? But how?”

“I dunno the last thing I heard was an explosion..."

Heh this will surely get her upset.. I hope she suffers now..

Azure is dead like I expected… I hope he rests in peace.

Tears started to form in Cybele’s eyes. She soon lost all concentration on her protection and before she knew it, she felt a sidekick on the side of her head. She immediately fell unconscious all she could hear was the sound of fighting in the back ground.

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Posted by Tyr Aulnay on 05-13-2002 05:03 PM:

She wiped her eyes and stood on her feet. Turning around she say Morgan standing in front of her. She wanted to bury her face in her hands once more at the sight of them but they were held by his. He began to stare into her red lined eyes as if he cared. She didn’t want him to care it would only make things harder.
He held her in his arms softly and close. She could almost hear his heartbeat next to hers. He immediately pushed him away a made a mean cold look at him.

“What are you waiting for? Get back to work!”

She pointed up at the crow’s nest as if she really wanted him to leave her alone. He truned away hurt not saying a word the whole entire time.

Its time for that break…

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“Dock over there!” yelled Tyr as she pointed to the nearest city.

“Aye Aye!” yelled the crew

Tyr stood in the middle of the deck deciding what to do when they came on land.

We’ve done a lot in the past few days… Let em do what they do best…

“You have a day of celebration today! So go get drunk and don’t report back to me in a week!”

The pirates yelled and ran off the ship diving into the water. They didn’t care what they were doing and ship continued to sail into the port.

“Hey what are you doing!?” yelled Tyr “Stop the ship first!”

The ship didn’t stop and crashed into the dock damaging both the dock and the side of the boat.

Looks like we’ll be here for more than a week..

She jumped off the ship and rolled onto the ground. She rose and dusted herself off. Sailors starred at her as if she was crazy. This made her upset for it wasn’t her fault.

“What are you looking at!?”

The people turned at went back to their business some of the ladies giggles and conversed among themselves. She walked passed them not pretending to care.

What’s their problem?

She walked into town looking at men in expensive clothing and wemon in dresses. She looked at herself and noticed how different she looked. She like the colors but hated the size of them and liked her clothes better. She saw most of her crew run straight to the whorehouse.

We’ll that’s somewhere I shouldn’t be.

She turned around and decided to take a walk out of town.

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Posted by Freija Lumis on 05-13-2002 05:56 PM:

The journey, the meeting and the barfight...

Freija caught her breath and staggered towards the unconcious form of Ryudo. His breathing was labored and his heart beat irregular. Growling she hauled the lifeless form onto her shoulders and half dragged him to the horse, that stood placidly where it was left, munching thoughtfully on the tufts of grass in the road.

"Dang...I never thought that Ryudo could be so," she grunted, heavy!"

Finally Freija got Ryudo on the back of the horse, his form draped over the saddle of the palamino. The horse nickered to voice his dislike of the situation but did nothing except continue to nibble on the grass.

"You lazy beast! On with you!"

Ignoring the horse's complaints, Freija moved on, leading the horse that walked over the dead bodies like they were not even present.

The journey was slow and tedious, the gently rolling landscape causing little lines to form in her eyes. Rubbing them out she vowed she'd never travel with a person with magic again.

That was one heck of a bright flash...my eyes are still throbbing! I wonder why it didn't effect me...

The horse kept wanting to meander off the path to gorge itself in the vegetation that grew in mass abundance along the side.

"Stop you stupid animal! My father's horse is better behaved than you!"

Slapping it hard on the flank the horse neighed loudly and threatened to rear up. Yanking hard on the reigns Freija managed to subdue the horse, who nickered his complaint.

"I guess thats what you get! Sheesh! horses should not belong to ametuers, especially thieves!"

Grumbling at the misfortune Freija meandered on in the slow pace. The sky was a deep sapphire blue, dotted with silvery clouds that wisped in long threads across the sky. The image reminded her of a painting that her sister did a few months before the incident. She painted blue on a piece of paper and took white and slashed it across. She was mighty proud of it as well, even though it looked as professional as if a rock drew it, but she loved it nevertheless.

The memory was painfull and Freija felt her heart pain suddenly, as if she was stabbed in the heart with a blackened knife.

A gentle fog settled in almost suddenly as Freija and the horse neared Nevyel. The fog was light but gradually thickened around her. Finaly the hazy image of a city loomed in the distance, like a ghost rising in the gloom. The air was chilled and Freija was almost leaping with joy at the city in the distance.

Upon entering through the gates Freija felt relief flood over her. The fog was almost creepy; she could feel eyes staring holes into her body, glaring into her soul. It was most likely her memories and day mares haunting her.

Need an inn…

Finally Freija noted a fine looking inn. It was called the Golden Fyre. Freija led the complacent horse to a post and tied him there. The palomino nibbled at the hay and drank from the trough as Freija dragged Ryudo from the back of the horse and hauled him inside. The clerk gave her a double take.

“Err…May I be of assistance ma’am?”

“Um…no, I think I’ve got it, thanks. I just need to get the money…”

Freija dropped Ryudo on the floor and dug through his money pouch, grabbing out a few silvers and dropped them on the counter. As Freija lifted the lifeless body from the floor the clerk handed her the key. She took it and dragged Ryudo up the stairs.

Dang! Ryudo can sleep through anything…

Finally Freija reached the designated door and opened it. Dragging Ryudo inside she plopped his body on the bed and panted heavily, leaning on her bent knees

Freija wandered downstairs and leaned against the bar counter and pleaded for a drink. The bartender slid her an ale, of which Freija downed in a wink. The other patrons stared at her in astonishment but she paid him no heed. Freija slid the bartender the money and walked outside for a breather.

“Ow!”

Freija bumped into a young girl, ranging around 18 or 19 years old. The other girl was dressed in pirate garb. She was tall, about 5’8” and had a somewhat angry expression on her face.

“Hey! ‘Scuse me!”

“Sorry…”

“Its Tyr. Tyr Aulnay.”

“I’m Freija. You staying here too?”

“Heck, Why not? Arg.”

Freija quirked a brow but thought nothing of it. Tyr bustled past her into the inn and Freija heard her rent a room. Paying little attention Freija slumped down onto a bench by the inn door and hummed to herself, gazing into the foggy streets, the forms of the other people barely made out the in the low clouds.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!”

The scream emitted from inside was ear shattering. Just then a form was thrown out the window to her immediate left…

Posted by Amethyst on 05-13-2002 06:10 PM:

Amethyst was free. Finally free. It had been dominating her dreams for her entire life, and it was fulfilled. The images and scents of the outside swelled in her soul. The sounds, the sights....oh they were bliss! She felt like flying, like soaring into the heavens.

Amethyst almost forgot where she was. She was harshly reminded of these truths when she stepped in Omah's flowerbed, the sickening squish yanking her from her silent revarie. Sinking back she got her bearings. She was in the back yard, a forest before her, wide expanse of flowers, hedges and plantlife around her.

To the woods!

Amethyst looked in both directions. Nothing in sight...Finally she bolted for the woods. Although weary, Amethyst was driven by sheer will and determination. Her legs moved mechanically beneath her, jostling her as she reached the forest.

"HEY! YOU!"

She was spotted.

Panting heavily Amethyst hauled herself forward, gaining speed and distance from her living, eternal nightmare. The things that scared her the most were being left behind...Freedom was hers. She was going to get the feeling of exhileration.

"HEY! STOP! NOW!"

Amethyst ignored her assailants, their screams fading as she ran deeper in the forest.

Must be free...must be free...must be free...

Even energy derived from sheer will runs out eventually. Amethyst wearied as she neared the edge, the edge of the forest, the edge that gave her freedom. Beyond that, she was free forever, free from the torture, free from the cage. Her freedom was in sight!

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Posted by Dannie Callahan on 05-13-2002 06:23 PM:

The Kiss

Dannie was in the strangest mood for the rest of the day. Towards sunset, she and Orion went out to the stables and looked at horses to see if they wanted to buy two to travel on. Dannie smiled as she approached a high-spirited stallion and began to pet his muzzle. He snorted gently and nuzzled her hand.

Orion, had also found a stallion. It was pure white and quite beautiful with the most strange colored eyes. Dannie walked up behind him and covered his eyes.

"BOO!" she said.

"Um...scream?"

Dannie laughed softly. "Wanna race?"

"Hmm...for what?"

"If I win, your loyalty and respect."

"If I win?" Orion questioned curiously.

"Whatever you want."

Dannie gave him a sweet smile as he turned to face her, then she pranced back to the horse she had been petting and began to saddle him. Orion thought for a moment.

"How 'bout a kiss?"

He saw her freeze for a minute, then continue saddling the horse.

"You've got yourself a bet."

what in the hell did I just get myself into? she wondered.

~ A little while later~

Dannie climbed off her horse and stood on the edge of the ridge, leaning back against the magnificent animal. She waited for Orion to catch up to her; he having lost the race to the ridge. She smirked.
Maybe I'll give him that kiss anyway...along with a good scare! she thought.

Just then, Orion drew up beside her and jumped from his mount.

"Great race," he said breathlessly. "I still can't believe you won."

Dannie grinned. "It's called, 'please.' "

Orion raised an eyebrow. "Hmm."

She went very pale suddenly as she looked over at him. His eyes widened a bit as she leaned her head back and went even paler.

"Dannie? You okay?"

"Yeah," she stammered. "I'll be okay."

With that said, she dropped to the ground in a limp heap, an arm flung over her face.

"Dannie? DANNIE!" Orion screamed, freaking out. He ran over to her and dropped to his knees at her side, then pulled her into his arms and cradled her like a baby.

"Dannie, wake up! C'mon! PLEASE!" he begged.

Dannie had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing. This was absolutely hilarious! Orion actually thought she had fainted! She almost smiled as she felt his face inching closer to hers.
C'mon, don't go shy on me now, she thought.

Please, Dannie, he thought. Wake up

She couldn't hold it any longer. A corner of her mouth slid up into a smile and she burst out laughing.

"Dannie!" Orion cried in outrage.

"I got you! Nah-nah! You thought I really fainted!"

She sat up, grinning at him.

"Of COURSE I did! You went pale and then just fell to the ground in a limp heap! What was I supposed to think!"

Angrily, Orion stood and walked away from her. Dannie got to her feet and walked after him.

"Orion! Orion, wait, I'm sorry. I just wanted to have a little fun."

Orion turned and glared at her, then sat down where he was, his back to her. His body was stiff with anger, and faintly, Dannie wondered why he was so angry. It had just been a little joke. She sat down a little behind him and touched his shoulder. He froze and scooted away from her.

"Orion...I'm sorry...please? I'll make it up to you."

"How?" he retorted.

"Well...I'll...I'll take care of the horses."

"No," he said coldly.

"Orion!"

"Yes?"

"Don't be like this! Please! It was JUST a joke!"

Dannie grabbed his shoulder and pulled him to face her with some difficulty. Orion looked her over, his expression still very upset. She leaned in close, her brow wrinkled with concern that she might have permanately damaged the friendship between them.

"I'm sorry. I really am," she whispered.

Orion's gaze lowered to her mouth as he leaned in a little. Dannie did the same without realizing it, her gaze drifting down to his mouth.

"I guess it's alright," he murmured, leaning in farther still.

Dannie's heart jumped into her throat and began to roar in her ears. She drew in a shaky breath as she leaned closer.

I wonder... Orion thought as he slowly lifted a hand to cup her cheek and bring her mouth closer to his.

By now, her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were almost a dark slate color.

Oh gods, she thought. this feels so strange...

Her eyes closed and suddenly she felt his lips on hers, very, very softly. She kissed back, leaning her cheek into his hand. As they pulled away and opened their eyes, Orion opened his mouth.

"Dannie, I..."

She tilted her head to the left, her eyes searching his. They held curiosity, and for once, warmth; warmth that showed she was not all that cold and uncaring as she tried to be.

"What, Orion?" she asked softly.

"Nothing. Never mind."

"Please tell me?" she begged.

"It's not important, Dannie. Don't worry about it."

With that, Orion leaned in again and took her mouth in another kiss, wanting to both shut her up and just kiss her once more. She murred softly and pulled away.

"Let's go back to the inn," she murmured, her gaze settling on his mouth again. "I'm tired."

"Alright."

They both rose slowly and remounted their horses, then turned and headed back towards the inn at a slow canter. Both were silent, their thoughts resting on what had happened back on the ridge.

~ After they arrived at the inn ~

Dannie looked over her shoulder once at Orion and smiled, then went upstairs to change and wash. Orion watched her ascend, his lips parted slightly in wonder as to how such a beautiful creature could walk the earth. The bartender smiled at him and set down a glass of water.

"Beautiful, ain't she?" he asked.

Orion nodded. "Very beautiful."

"I take it things are going well between you and she?"

Orion nodded again. "Yeah, real well..."

The bartender hid a grin and turned his attention to wiping down the counter.

Posted by Tyr Aulnay on 05-13-2002 06:54 PM:

Walking pas people and bumping into them she made her way to the middle of the city. She started to think she was already lost and got even more pissed off. She decided what to do next.

Might as well get a drink.. And a room as well since it seems as if I’m not going anywhere.

She stopped into the nearest inn on her left bumping in to a lady a little bit younger than her and heard a slight squeal.

“Ow!”

“Hey! Excuse me.”

“Sorry…”

“Its Tyr. Tyr Aulnay.”

“I’m Freija. You staying here too?”

“Heck, Why not? Arg.”

She walked right past her and into the inn. Moving quickly to the bar she pulled out her gun and pointed it at the bartender.

“A room! Now!”

The bartender moved slowly to the keys and was shaking completely to his knees.

“Ye..yes mam..”

She grabbed the keys and started up to her room. Stopping at the bar for a drink, she sat down, and ordered for Ale. Turning her head to the bar wall she stared to tail off. She heard footsteps behind her coming up but ignored them.

“How ya doing handsome.”

What the hell!?

She turned around to see a drunken whore getting up close to her. She was outraged by this and immediately grabbed the girl and threw her too the wall. The girl flew across the room and unto a man lap making the chair he was sitting in break and them both falling to the floor.

“Mamm.” he said looking at the injured woman “You have no right tramp to be treating a lady with such disrespect!”

I’m the one that has been disrespected you dumb ass..

“Oh well we should dumb ass little whores flirting with every human being on earth!”

“You better take that back bitch!”

“I’d rather be a bitch than a fool like you…”

“So be it!”

The man picked up the woman off his lap and whispered in her ear. She ran to the stairs but as soon as she got there Tyr pulled out the musket and shot her in the back.

I hate stupid bitches like those..

“Grrr… You bitch from hell!”

“Oh did I ruin you little fun for tonight oh I’m so sorry..” she said with a smile

The man charged at her and pulled out her sword and jumped onto her seat. From her seat she jumped onto her bar. She then she kicked glasses of men’s ale making them run after her and try to grab her. She ran all the way across the bar and fought two men off with her swords. She then sat on the bar and kicked the two in the chest knocking them over. She jumped from the bar unto the floor fighting off five men until the girl from outside came in, looking around at the trouble Tyr had caused. She then started to fight some of the men on the other side of the room. She punched a few in the face and stabbed one in the throat with her dagger. Tyr was amazed at why she would join her.

What the hell is she doing?

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Posted by Ryudo Wolfe on 05-13-2002 08:05 PM:

Ryudo woke up, lying on a bed and still fully dressed and armored. How the hell did I get here? He looked around and assumed he was probably in one of Nevyel’s inns. The thought that Freija brought him all the way here was surprising to him though, he had never known anyone that would bother with such kindness, at least not directed to him.

He stood up his head was a bit groggy from the weariness of the spells he had cast, “Uhh, what was I thinking?” The sound of a gun suddenly rang through the halls and fighting could be heard downstairs. Ryudo looked around the room. Where’s Freija!? Without a second thought he threw the door open and ran downstairs.

When the main room came in sight he saw about eight men running around the room fighting and among the men were two women, both of which he knew. Ryudo’s eyes widened in surprise as he saw a pirate, a purple haired pirate. It..It’s her! Then he saw Freija. Instantly he ran down into the fight, eight against two hardly seemed fair.

Tyr was closer of the two and had five men on her, so he quickly bashed two of them with his plated left arm.

Tyr’s eyes widened as she saw Ryudo, “You!” She fumbled and a sword swung hard at her.

Ryudo grabbed the man’s arm and threw him back, “Yes me, it’s good to see your still causing trouble.” Ryudo ran to help Freija whom he knew was the weaker fighter of the two girls.

There were three men fighting Freija, Ryudo bashed one as he had with the men fighting Tyr. Freija thrust her dagger but Ryudo stopped her, as well putting himself in the way of a punch that was being thrown at her. Ryudo punched the man and Freija kicked the other.

“Why did you stop me?” She asked somewhat annoyed, though she was also worried seeing as he had just awaken from his unconsciousness and was already taking punches.

“They are just drunks, we need not kill them.”

They both turned to see Tyr slash her cutlass across one man’s chest and thrust it into another’s, “Apparently she doesn’t feel the same way about it.”

The fight was over, the men were dragged out of the inn and left to sober up in the street, as for the few dead, they were taken away and put wherever it was this town put their dead.

Ryudo and Tyr looked at eachother, Freija looked back and forth between the two, “You two know eachother?” she asked.

“You could say that,” mumbled Tyr.

“Yes, though this isn’t what I was expecting when I said a dinner date,” Ryudo laughed but the laugh turned to a cough and he was forced to lean against a table to keep his balance. The two looked at him in concern, “I’m fine, just a bit weak still.”

“Hmph, I always knew you’d end out being a wuss,” Tyr said with a grin.

Ryudo sat heavily down on a chair, the two girls came over an joined him, “So, what are you doing here Tyr? Robbing more towns?”

Tyr gave a short glare, but knew he was just being sarcastic with her, “My ship took some damage. And you? How did you survive?”

“A magi saved me from my watery grave, then I made my way to Fayre where I met Freija,” he coughed some more.

“Yes, now we’re going to Mt. Karovon so I can get dedicated,” said Freija, “But we we’re attacked by some thieves on the road and Ryudo almost killed himself by overuse of magic.”

“Well I’m glad to see you lived,” said Tyr.

Ryudo looked up, “Is that so?” he grinned, “Well after some rest I can use my magic to repair your ship, but only if you take us to Mt. Karovon.”

Posted by Orion Chath on 05-14-2002 07:18 AM:

Orion

Orion shifted in his seat and stood, then made his way to the seat by the fire, which he usually sits. He thought deeply, going into sort of a trance, which he couldn't snap out of. Ah... This feeling again... he thought, running his hand over the handle of his mace. Why do I still have this on? He wondered, unbuckling his belt. Hey, I still have my chain mail on too... Wow, I am really noticing things these days.

Orion prodded the glowing embers resting inside the fireplace.
When should I tell her,when should I tell her that I lo-...lo-... Gah, I can't even think it, how am I supposed to tell her? He asked himself, idly turning and twisting the bracer on his wrist. Not now... Not the right time, nor the right place... Hey twisted his bracer again before her heard the click, which informed him that it had come loose, and slipped it off. Setting it down, he began twisting the other one until he heard the click, then slipped it off and sat it down next to the other.

After the bracers, he slipped the chain mail off over his head and sat it down, then sat the bracers upon it. He sighed and picked his armor up and shuffled up the stairs. He knocked on his door and heard Dannie call "Don't come in."

He shrugged and trudged down the stairs, tossing his armor onto a chair and sat back down. He poked an ember again and kicked his feet up. The bartender raised his head and nodded to the teenager, cleaning off the bar top with a worn rag.

"You need anything?" He asked, reaching under the bar top and setting the rag down in a bucket.

"No, I am fine, Ron." He answered, turning his head to look towards the bartender.

Ron shrugged and took a sip of water.

___(Later.)___

Orion wondered why Dannie hadn't come down yet, so he wandered up the steps and knocked... No answer... He knocked again... Still no answer... Finally he peeked in and saw Dannie struggling with the buttons on the back of the dress Ron had given her, her back to him. He grinned and moved closer, not making a noise.

"You need any help?"

She jumped and spun around quickly, glaring at him. "Don't do that again! You nearly scared the life out of me!"

"Well?" He said, grinning to her.

She looked thoughtful for a moment, then turned and pulled her hair out of the way. "Sure."

He reached out and began to button the dress up, then Dannie turned and smiled and made her way out of the room, walking downstairs. Orion walked out into the doorway and picked up his armor, then sat it down on his bed and looked through his clothes for something clean.

Dannie walked downstairs and looked to the bartender. "Buisness bad today, Ron?"

He nodded and took another sip of his water, sitting in a chair behind the bar.

Dannie ordered a water and sat at the bar, tucking her hair behind her ear. The bartender looked over to her and smiled slightly.

Orion stumbled down the stairs, wearing a loose long-sleeved button-up shirt tucked into a black sash around his waist. He wore baggy and wrinkled pants which almost completely shrouded his light brown boots. His hair was neat, for once, neatly combed and extending from his forehead down to his eyes. His face was free of any dirt of the sort.

Dannie glanced over to him and then back to the fire, muttering under her breath. "Wow."

Orion brushed a little hair out of his eyes and smiled warmly into the direction of Dannie, though she couldn't see him, hearing her remark. Glancing around, he made his way to the bar and sat on a stool. He shook his head as the bartender asked if he wanted anything.

A rough looking man walked in and sat on the stool at the end of the counter, ordering an ale. He looked into the direction of Dannie and noted her halfling features.

"Hmm... A halfling..." He mumbled, looking back at his ale and taking a drawn-out gulp. Orion heard this and glared at the man.

"What’s wrong with halflings?" He growled, his eyes still on the man.

The man turned his head to Orion. "What?"

"I heard you, what is wrong with halflings?" He growled again.

"Nothing, if you approve of half-bloods." He stated, taking another sip of ale.

Orion clutched his mace and hardened his glare. The man noticed this and chuckled. "You? Your just a kid... I wouldn't bother with you."

Orion hopped out of his chair and brandished his mace, pointing it at the man. The bartender just yawned and watched "Well, at least there will be something to look at all day, this could prove interesting."

The man stood and drew a medium-sized sword from his sheath. The sword was very thin at the edge and looked dangerous to Orion, who wasn't wearing any armor at the time. Damn! I can't believe I got myself into this without my armor, this will be a struggle.

The man made the first move, charging at him and slashing diagonally. Orion hopped back and brought his mace up to meet the attack. The room filled with a loud clash as the mace and sword met. Orion was stunned as his mace began to vibrate violently.

Orion lunged forward and aimed a shot at the man's unprotected head, but the man was quick and brought his sword up to block...

Crash! Whump

The room filled with another clash as the sword and mace met and Orion lost balance, falling to the floor. The man raised his sword and slashed down at him, but Orion rolled to the side as the sword came down at his face. The force of the man's slash caused his sword to jam in the wood for only a moment. The man yanked the sword free and brought it around at Orion, who ducked quickly and brought his mace around and hit the man's leg, tripping him and sending him to the floor.

The man reacted quickly and caught the mace as Orion brought it down upon him. He pulled it free, but encountered a painful kick in the ribs and a hard heel across the face. The man was momentarily stunned and Orion retrieved his mace and brought it down at his chest.

Whump! Crack!

The room filled with another noise… A loud crack… The man felt a searing pain fill his body, the crack ringing in his ears. “Now ain’t that just like a bounty hunter.” He rasped.

Orion stopped cold in his tracks. The fact that he was a bounty hunter was the only thing he hadn’t told Dannie.

Orion quickly brought the mace up and smashed it down on his chest, hearing the audible crack again. He kicked the body to make sure the man was dead and put up his mace. He began to clean and bandage a few small wounds and then looked up at his now ruffled hair. "Damn, now I have to do my hair again." He said, hoping Dannie hadn't heard the man.

Dannie looked up at him with wide eyes. “Bounty hunter?”…

OOC: Hah, 6948 letters, beat that Dannie!

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Posted by Freija Lumis on 05-14-2002 11:05 AM:

Tyr thought a while, staring at the floor. The inn was silent, except for some whispers on the far side of the inn, where the other patrons fled during the fight. The bartender seemed nonchalant about it all, like he has seen too many fights in his bar to give much of a care about the situation. He was the one who took up the dead and brought them out back. Freija shuddered to think where they were put.

probably in some pit or sewer...

"Very well, Ryudo. You can repair my ship for passage to Mt. Koruvon. But I shall not give out more favors to the likes of you."

Ryudo chuckled at this and shrugged, adjusting his position on the chair, leaning against the table behind.

"Whatever strikes your fancy, Tyr."

Tyr made a face and walked upstairs, her feet heavy upon the stairs. The door slammed behind her as she disappeared in her designated room.

Freija walked to the chair next to Ryudo's and sat down, giving a sigh as she did so.

"Well that was fun...I think..." said Freija softly, her eyes staring blanky forward.

"What was?" asked Ryudo, shifting his gaze to Freija.

"The fight. I've never been in one before, at least before the thieves. So how long will it take to gain your energy back? I'd imagine that helping in a fight took a toll."

"Yeah, it did. But I'll be fine."

"That I don't believe but whatever. Anyway, thanks for saving my lousy skin from those thieves. I really need to learn to wield a larger, more powerful weapon."

"I'll be willing to teach you."

"Really?"

Ryudo gave a little smirk and turned his head to stare at the floor, his eyes glazed over in thoughtfullness.

"Yeah, I have a sword that you could use...but I'll have to wait until I gain back my energy to teach you."

"I'd imagine." Replied Freija, also turning her gaze to the floor, its deep brown mottled with liquids spilled on the floor, a few spatters of blood remaining. The sight caused her to shudder.

The day wore on with little or no action, and the night was the same. Freija had only rented a single room, so she had to borrow money from Ryudo to rent her own, so to avoid embarrasment of sharing a room.

Come morning Tyr led Ryudo and Freija to her ship at the docks. They said little to each other, just approached the damaged ship.

"You ran into the dock?" Asked Ryudo, his voice tinged with a little amusement at the thought.

"Yes, I deal with these morons all the time. They tend to do crap like this." Replied Tyr, malice dripping from her voice.

Nevertheless Ryudo approached the ship, trailed by Tyr and Freija. He called up his Terra and the wood seemed to return to normal. The missing or warped planks were replaced, newer and better made than before. The dock was the same.

CUE: Tyr, Ryudo (hope I represented your Terra OK Ryudo, IM me if it isn't)

Posted by Dannie Callahan on 05-14-2002 12:42 PM:

Dannie's Mistake

"A bounty hunter...?" Dannie looked up at Orion with wide eyes, her lips slightly parted. A cold feeling crept up her spine and spread over her body.

"A bounty hunter?" she repeated.

Oh creator! she thought. I should never have let my guard down. I should never have taken him in; I should never have trusted him! The only reason he's probably here is because there's a price on my head!

Dannie looked to Ron, then back to Orion.

" 'Tis been a pleasure knowing all of you, but I've got to run!" she said, jumping off her stool.

"Dannie?" Orion gave her a strange look.

"Bye!"

With that, she picked up the skirt and took off running. She ran out of the Inn and down the road towards the gates of Pontifar.

"Dannie!"

Looking over her shoulder she saw Orion gaining on her. She put on an extra burst of speed and sped by the guards at the gates.

"Stop that girl!"

The guards moved after her, but stopped as she disappeared into the edges of the forest. Orion slowed and swallowed hard.

"Great," he muttered, slowly halting. Anger built up inside him and he turned to kick the nearest thing to him, which happened to be the wheel of a cart. The guards snickered, then turned back to their posts. An old woman, who seemed to own the cart glared at him.

"It is not my fault you scared your whore off," she said, her voice whiny and shrill.

"She's not my whore!" Orion yelled at the old woman. "She is merely a dear friend."

The woman cackled. "If things had kept going as they were, she would've been sooner or later."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Exactly what it sounds like, you fool."

Orion growled and shook his head. "No. That's it! I'm going after her."

"Tell her hello from her dear old auntie," the woman howled, laughing.

~ Later on, in the woods ~

Orion came upon a stream and stopped to rest. In the distance, he heard singing, soft and sweet and oddly familiar.

"Dannie," he whispered, rising from his knees. Quietly, he crept towards the singing and soon saw her. Her back was to him and she seemed to be doing something. She lifted her hands and his eyes widened to find them covered in blood. He almost called her name, but he stopped. He didn't want to scare her, and he most certainly didn't want to make her run.

Very quietly he moved behind her and slid an arm around her waist, then covered her mouth. She screamed and struggled with him for a moment before biting his hand.

"OW!" he yelled. "DANNIE! Settle down, it's just me!"

As soon as she heard that, she struggled harder and finally, she broke free.

"Help! Get away from me! HELP!"

"Shut up, Dannie! Who's going to hear you way out here? What's your problem? Why'd you run away?"

"HELP!!"

Orion couldn't stand it any more. He lunged for her and tackled her, managing to successfully pin her beneath him.

"Shut up and answer me, Woman!"

"Bounty hunter! Murderer! You've come to kill me, haven't you? My aunt sent you, didn't she!" she screamed.

"What? Dannie, no! No! I haven't come to kill you! No one's sent me to kill you! I couldn't kill you!" Orion didn't touch the other comments. He wouldn't try. A new wound had been opened; not only that, it had been inflicted by the one he had fallen in love with. Slowly, he backed away from her, the hurt obvious in his eyes.

"I'm sorry," he muttered, then rose and turned back towards Pontifar. He turned back for a moment and looked her over, realizing that the reason her hands had been covered in blood was because she had caught her dinner. The dagger lay on the ground an arm's reach away from her, the blade wedged into the soil.

As he began to walk away, he whispered,barely audible, "I love you, Dannie."

Her mouth dropped open as her super-sensitive ears caught it. Tears filled her eyes and she quickly closed her mouth and looked away from his retreating form, thinking, I will not let my guard down again!

~ Later on that night ~

Dannie shivered as she curled into a tighter ball.

Maybe I shouldn't have judged him so quickly. she thought.

She shivered again, her teeth chattering. Quietly, she got up and began walking towards town, hoping that Orion was still in the same place. As she approached, the guard on the left stopped her.

"Your boyfriend was looking for you," he said quietly.

"He's not my boyfriend."

"Sure, Babe. I'll let you through, 'cause I recognize you. Go on."

"Thanks."

Shivering still, she walked through the gates and towards the Thyme. She passed the cart with the old woman that Orion had passed hours earlier that day, and continued on towards the inn. When she reached it, she knocked on the door, biting her lip to keep her teeth from chattering. She only succeeded in making her lip bleed.

Ron answered the door only moments later.

"Welcome back, Dannie. Orion's upstairs, sleeping, thankfully," he whispered, pulling her inside. "He went on a sort of rampage when he came back. He refused to take anything, saying he was afraid he might break it."

"Thank you, Ron." She smiled at the bartender as he handed her the key to she and Orion's room.

The bartender nodded and went back to his room, leaving Dannie in the middle of the dark bar room. Quietly, she made her way to the stairs and crept up them and down the hall to their room. She inserted the key in the lock and twisted, then opened the door. Orion laid sprawled out on the bed, his mail armor on, his weapons not far out of hand's reach.

"Sorry," she whispered, like she did on the first night she met him.

This time, instead of curling up by him, she crawled onto the bed at his feet, feeling strange about sleeping on something so soft. There, she curled up into a ball again and closed her eyes, soon drifiting off to sleep.

~ The next morning ~

Dannie awoke briefly to someone picking her up.

"I'm sorry, Orion," she murmured. "I didn't mean it."

"Hush," said a familiar voice. "It's alright."

She found herself being laid on something soft and then someone settling in beside her. Something warm and even softer than the thing beneath her was pulled up around her chin, and the person wrapped an arm around her.

"I love you, Dannie," he whispered. "And I would never, ever kill you, not even if you asked me to."

Dannie smiled and snuggled back against Orion. He smiled too, a bit sadly. She hadn't said anything back. Perhaps, he thought, she doesn't understand.

"For anything it's worth," she murmured. "I love you too. You're my best friend."

Orion smiled and kissed her cheek, then laid his head on his pillow and fell into a deep sleep.

When he awoke, Dannie was gone. He sighed and turned on his back, thinking that it had all been a dream. Suddenly, the door opened and Dannie entered in a short-sleeved blue dress and bare feet with a tray in her hands.

She smiled and said, "You're awake."

He murred and sat up. "What time did you get back last night?"

Dannie frowned and didn't answer, but brought the tray over to him which held two glasses, a pitcher, and two covered plates. She took one covered plate and sat down on the floor with it.

"There's breakfast, eat up."

"Why aren't you answering me?"

"Because I don't want to remember what happened."

"Why?" he asked her, uncovering his plate.

"Don't ask," she murmured, doing the same.

Both plates were laden with fresh fruit, pancakes covered in powdered sugar, eggs, bacon and sausage along with a sweet biscuit for each of them. Dannie picked up a sausage with her index finger and her thumb, then took a healthy bite out of it. She wiped the juices running down her chin with a napkin she grabbed from beneath her plate, then chewed slowly, savoring its taste. Orion did the same, smiling at her.

"Yummy," she said, swallowing her bite. He nodded in agreement and finished his sausage off in two huge bites. The rest of the meal was eaten in silence. When they finished, Dannie got up and began to pile everything back onto the tray.

"What made you come back?" Orion asked, watching her movements.

"The realization that I was being stupid. And how lonely and cold I was."

Orion gave a small smile as Dannie set down the tray on the dresser by the bed. When she turned back and began to walk away, he caught her arm and pulled her back. She looked into his eyes and smiled.

"I love you," he said softly.

Her smile widened a bit, and she leaned down and kissed his cheek. Orion turned his head and his lips met hers in a gentle kiss. She pulled away too soon for him.

"No," she said quietly. "Not just yet."

"Why don't you trust me?"

"I have my reasons. Just as you have your reasons not to forgive me, I'm sure."

Orion nodded. "Let's just keep it friends for now, right?"

"Right."

She turned and picked up the tray again, then exited the room, leaving him to his thoughts.

OOC: HAHAHAH! I kicked your butt Orion! Beat 8,972 c's!!

Posted by Morgan Reamal on 05-14-2002 12:50 PM:

Lament for a sailor's heart........

Morgan sat atop the crow's nest as the ship crashed into the dock, unmoving as the wood broke atop the rocky shore. He didn't want to know or even think about what had happened. A few hours passed, but he still waited. Tyr had connected to him and he felt it, but she was extremely reluctant to follow her feelings.

Doesn't matter anyway. She's your Captain.........well, moreso than that albino in the qaurters below. And you're a sailor. You can't get involved.

But he knew different. Denial was a trivial thing and often caused more trouble than good. But there was no stopping it, he'd have to admit to his attraction sooner or later.

Later would be best...............

Morgan sat up and smoothed his dark brown hair back and squinted beneath the light of the setting sun. A fair wind blew behind him, though, and just tussled his hair again. Morgan turned and climbed slowly down the riggings, making his way to the deck below. He was hungry, but he'd ignored it in favor of solitude. Down below, Tyr, Ryudo, and a woman he'd never seen were approaching the boat.

Bottle it up, sailor. Keep your head about your shoulders and don't get involved.

Tyr looked down to the left as she walked up, a trade mark posture for someone who had something to hide or were lying, then looked up past him at the boat.

"Ryudo says he can fix the boat, but it'll take time. Arg...... This is Freija..........." The other two walked past them. Ryudo was busy regenerating and sealing the wood of the boat, making the hull whole again. Freija looked on in wonder. Morgan rocked silently on his heels, his head nodding in comprehension.

"Then I guess I better leave........" Tyr looked at him, her eyes pleading with him to stay, but she blinked and her eyes were emotionless again. Morgan nodded indistinguishably and walked away. His heart was in his throat and he was unable to talk, so he settled for working his tongue along his teeth. Tyr turned and watched him as he walked towards the inn, then steeled herself against the moment and she turned back to watch Ryudo do his work.

Cue: Whoever.

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Posted by Kane Tallon on 05-14-2002 04:07 PM:

Merelania, Sen, and Kane reached a table downstairs. Kane walked first up to the table and pulled out the chairs for Merelania and Sen. He himself sat down last.

"So first...I, I'd like to apologize for me almost beating you down from behind..." Kane spoke. "But let that be matter of later..." Kane got up and ordered a mug of beer for everyone, then sat down again. "So...h,...how did you and Merelania m, meet?" He stuttered, slightly irritated by his feelings he knocked himself on the head with the palm of his right hand.

"Well...." Sen paused for a moment.

"I accidentally walked into his room when we first came here, then we met up again later that night and talked some," said Merelania.

"Yes, and then today we had a slight, water problem," he laughed, "and decided to go for a drink and a dance afterwards, well a drink at least, the dance was kind of random."

"I see, you two...seemed to have had a nice time..." Kane said and sipped on his beer. "So, before I saw you control the arts of fire magic...where'd you get taught?"

"I was dedicated not to long ago and have been teaching myself to control the fire since then." Sen said joyfully.

"Wow, I'm impressed..." Kane smiled mischievously "Seems like I'm the only person on this world who's not dedicated..." He murmured. "Merelania got dedicated too, so...I guess you two are pretty powerful now..."

"Heh we're hardly powerful, but we hope to help teach each other along the way," Sen said.

"Ya, we can just work our skills together, since one is fire and the other is water we can keep it safe as well," Merelania giggled, remembering seeing Sen on fire, though he wasn't actually being hurt.

"Well, if there is any way I can help you to get stronger...I'll try to help...what do you say Merelania?" Kane suggested quietly.

"Fine with me, but don't go rough on me."

~Wouldn’t dare, wouldn't want to~ Kane thought to himself, "And you Sen, anyhow I could help you train your skills?" Kane said thinking about training his skills.

Sen shrugged, "Well seeing as my spells base more around battle, while Merelania's are healing, I guess a good spar from time to time wouldn't hurt. Learn to use my skills against ones trained in physical combat such as yourself."

"Ok, sure thing...well, I guess Merelania could heal us if we get hurt," Kane chuckled, "But, let's spar tomorrow, I'm up for it...and you Fang?" Kane looked down at his wolf, which simply looked back and somewhat seemed to grin.

"Tomorrow? Sure thing," he grinned, "You may need Merelania's healing when my fire is done with ya," they laughed.

"I'm a bit tired...had a hard day...I-------'m...uhh...going to get some sleep now, see you both tomorrow then..." Kane said and got up, he threw a bunch of money on the table "Incase you want any more drinks..." Then he left and went into his room.

Kane sat awake on his bed, in darkened room, only a tiny candle lit. The dark orange light reflected off one of the fighting claws lying on the floor and glistened on Fang's fur. Kane walked to the window and opened it, he looked outside, into the clear dark blue sky. "Chaos looms...I can feel it..." He whispered. Then he heard Merelania and Sen come upstairs, but only one door opened and closed. Then, a silent creek was heard, Kane's door opened slightly. Merelania stepped in. At first she saw nothing because of the quick change from light to darkness. Hands gripped her shoulders, "Shh..." Kane hushed.

"Ah-" Merelania yelped.

"It's just me, Kane..." Kane calmed her with a silent but soft voice tone. "You were going to trip over something..."

"Oh...thanks, here's the money, I wanted to give it back beca-"

"Keep it...I don't need it." Kane said toneless

"Why but its yours" Merelania talked back.

"Keep it, I don't know what I need it for, money means nothing to me...anymore" Kane whispered. "You best go to sleep..."

"Wait, you said you were worried about me...how come?"

"I, I...I spoke...b, before I, th, thought..."

"Oh...ok..."

"No...I was worried about you, b, but now go and sleep" Kane put a hand on Merelania's back and guided her to the door.

"Good night, Kane." Merelania said somewhat joyful.

" 'Night...I..." Kane broke off his sentence.

"What?" Merelania asked.

"Nothing, nothing..." He said and Merelania left. Again, Kane walked to the window, he leaned out and looked at the night sky. The starts shone brightly, he gritted his teeth and looked out towards the see.

Cue: Sen Kisai- Go 'head and continue the next day.

Posted by Orion Chath on 05-14-2002 04:34 PM:

Leaving Pontifar

Orion inhaled sharply and exhaled wearily, thinking that he should have told her sooner instead of keeping it a secret, he took a sip of his water and scooted to the side of the bed and stood up on the icy floor. He shivered and looked about for his boots. After he had slipped them on he walked to his closet and picked out a shirt and a pair of pants.

After he changed, he washed his face and then walked from his room, down the stairs and into the lounging area. He sat and watched Dannie, wishing he could somehow fix the damage in thier frienship. He looked around, brushing a little hair from his face and hearing the familiar ringing of his chain mail. He prodded a log with the tip of his mace and then looked over to Dannie.

"We will leave Pontifar today." He whispered.

"Where will we go?" She asked eagerly.

"Anywhere but here." He stated, relaxed.

Dannie shrugged and took a quick sip of her water. Then she looked over to Ron and then around the tavern. "Sure am going to miss this place."

Orion looked back to the fire. He watched the fire reach up with intrest. "I think I am going to get dedicated... In fire."

Dannie sighed and looked about once more. She tucked her hair behind her ear and yawned. Orion stood and walked up to thier room and began packing. Dannie looked over to Ron, who was cleaning glasses.

"Looks like we will be leaving today, Ron." She stated flatly.

Ron continued to clean glasses, but felt himself frown inwardly. He sat down a glass and smiled faintly. "Thats actually pretty good, I was running out of water for Orion."

Dannie smiled and shrugged, then walked upstairs to help Orion pack. When she arrived, Orion was done with his packing and began to pack some of Dannie's things. She walked to him and helped with the tent and the sleeping bags that he had bought in town.

Once they were done Orion laid back on the bed and Dannie examined thier room for anything they may have left behind. Then she sat down on the end of the bed and let out a long, drawn-out sigh.

___(Later.)___

With a short goodbye, they left Thyme and Pontifar. Orion wondered why he was the one carrying all of the supplies and all that, but he didn't say anything.

When the sun began to dip slowly into the horizon, Dannie and Orion wearily made camp. Orion laid inside a sleeping bag and looked up at the stars. Dannie slid inside a tent and yawned sleepily before she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. This time, Orion had trouble sleeping, he kept thinking of thier damaged friendship, going over the fight inside his head over and over again until his head began pounding. Finally Orion drifted into a dreamless sleep.

___(Next Morning.)___

Orion woke and slapped a pest. He felt his clothes stick to his body as he slipped out of the damp sleeping bag. He wiped rainwater from his eyes and sighed. Wow... I must have been sleeping deeper than I realized, it rained and I didn't even notice it.

Dannie crawled out of the tent and stood, stretching. She rubbed her eyes and mumbled a good morning to Orion. Orion mechanically began packing the damp sleeping bag and tent again as Dannie cooked up a short breakfast. They ate silently and then continued thier trip.

___(Midday.)___

Orion paused for a moment and sat upon a stump to rest. He took an apple from his pack and began munching on it. He wiped a little of the sticky apple juice from his mouth and took another bite.

Dannie walked to him and sat on a stump near his and sighed contently. "This is what you do for a living? Walking?"

Orion nodded and finished off his apple, tossing the core into the woods. "Walking and killing... Never said it was easy to make an dishonest gold."

Orion stood up again and slung both of thier packs onto his back and began walking. "You might get used to the walking part."

"Orion, I have been walking... no, running all my life, I think I can handle myself."

Orion shrugged and began walking while Dannie caught up at a very fast pace and they both walked along the twisting path together... again...

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Posted by Tyr Aulnay on 05-14-2002 09:14 PM:

And again she was ripped at the seams. She didn’t want to show any feelings to no one. It would make her weak and maybe she could be the next captain. But a good captain is never weak. Or that’s what she thought. She watched as Ryudo slowly move the wood back into its proper place like a puzzle. She started to feel like her whole life was a puzzle. None of her life made sense to her at all. What was she to become. She didn’t want to end up being a pirate all her life. It seems as if she was never going to be something more. She turned away to Morgan walking to the nearest inn.

Hm.. What’s he about to do??

Interested in his proceedings she followed him silently to the inn. Standing at the entrance she say Morgan walk up the stairs with keys in his hand. Creeping up behind him and being noticed by everyone around her she snuck the stairs behind him. Creeping up the stairs she saw him go into his room. Steeping softly down the hall she walked to his room. She peeped through the cracked door she saw a woman laying on the bed and Morgan talking to her.

What the hell? I didn’t realize Morgan was into whores too… grr…

She burst through the door pulling out her sword and pointing it directly at Morgan. She was breathing hard and was outraged by what he had done. The woman screamed and pushed herself back against the wall in cover.

“Who the hell is she!?”

“Tyr calm down…”

“Calm down? Calm down!? I spy on you for one second and catch you flirting with a naked whore!?”

“Tyr I didn’t sleep with her!”

“Oh I can see that, but what is she doing in your room!?”

“Because we got the same keys.. Why do you care?”

Realizing how much she put herself in danger she moved towards the door. Not looking back she walked out of the room slamming the door behind her. She walked down the stairs to see Ryudo looking at her trying to hold back his laugh.

“Spying on ya boyfriend huh?”

She walked down the stairs dusting herself off.

“No just stopping at the local inn for a drink…”

“Yea right.. When your coming from the rooms. Plus I could hear you all the way from upstairs.”

“Does it matter what I was doing!?”

“Yes I think it should.”

“We’ll then fine.”

She walked passed him and out into the street. Picking up a rock and walking back in she threw it at Ryudo.

“Just mind your bussiness.” she said as she walked back out agian

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Posted by Ryudo Wolfe on 05-14-2002 09:52 PM:

Ryudo watched as Tyr stormed off. He raised his hand to his stinging forehead and wiped off a trace of blood. Damn she really winged that thing at me.

He left the inn, but rather than follow after Tyr he decided to go back to his own inn and see if Freija was around. He had been so busy fixing the ship he hardly had time to see her.

He walked into the inn and saw Freija sitting at a table, drinking water and looking at her necklace.

“Hey there,” he smiled at her.

She looked up, “Hey,” her eyes gazed up further to his forehead, “Your bleeding!”

“Hmm? Oh…that. Yes, I was hit by a rock. Can’t say I didn’t deserve it though,” he grinned sheepishly.

She let out sigh, “You and your witty remarks, it’s a miracle you’re still alive. Now come over here.” Ryudo walked over and sat down. Instantly Freija pulled out a cloth and dabbed it in her water, using the cloth to clean the cut.

“Ouch! That bloody stings!”

“Oh stop your crying, some mercenary you are!”

He smiled and shook his head.

“Stop moving!”

“Oops, sorry.”

When she was satisfied that the cut was cleaned and wouldn’t bleed anymore she looked down at her clothes and his, “Maybe we should go get some clothing?”

“Yes, that may be a good idea, I don’t think I can stand being dressed in this much longer.”

They walked out to the marketplace and glanced around at the clothing stands until they found what they wanted. The new clothes were pretty much the same as the ones they had before the whole event with Charles. Ryudo got a red sleeveless shirt, black breeches, and black boots. Freija got a light blue tunic, light brown breeches, and dark brown boots.

As they were leaving the marketplace Ryudo caught sight of a flower shop, “One second,” he said to Freija. He ran over to the shop.

“Hello young man, come to get some flowers for your pretty lass there?” The old lady smiled at him.

“Well…yes, and a friend,” he looked around at the different flowers.

“Which would you like?”

“I’ll take a few of those white roses, and some of the pink and red ones.”

He paid for the flowers and jogged back to Freija, “What was that all about?” she asked.

“Well, these are for you,” he handed her the white flowers.

Freija’s eyes lit up, “Thanks,” she smiled, “But what about those ones?”

“Well they are for the person who hit me with a rock, I should apologize.”

“Tyr eh?”

“Heh, how could you guess?”

“She’s the only one we know in this city who would throw a rock like that.”

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The two went back to the inn and changed into their new clothes. Then met up once again in the main room.

“Well, back to our old, yet good looks,” Freija smirked.

“Yes, and well, I should probably try to catch up to Tyr.”

“Ok, I’ll be around here.”

Ryudo ran out of the inn and decided there was only one place Tyr would be, so he began to head for the docks. As he neared the docks he caught sight of her looking to her ship.

“Hey Tyr!” He called out.

She looked back to him and nodded slightly in recognition. He ran over to her and held the flowers out to her.

“Here.”

“Flowers? For me?”

Ryudo looked back to the area behind her, then looked off to both sides, raising an eye at the question.

“Ok! I get the point! Bad question!” She crossed her arms and glared.

“Heh, I’m sorry, shouldn’t have done that. Yes, for you, I’m sorry about what I said earlier, even if you did throw a rock at me,” he grinned.

She took the flowers and bit her lip nervously, trying to hold back the smile, which she wished to show, “Thank you.”

“No problem,” he looked to the docks and sighed, “I should probably get back to working on the ship.”

“You’ll wear yourself out again,” she said with a hint of concern, but then cleared her throat, “You should take it easy, we got time.”

“I’ll be able to rest once we’re out on the sea.”

Posted by Eric VanDrison on 05-15-2002 04:05 AM:

Eric found himself, once again, gazing over Reana’s shoulder as she scribbled on her map. It was coming along quite nicely and they had a good portion of the forest mapped out. However, the vast majority remained uncharted. The simple truth was, there were too many switchbacks and crossing paths for anyone to chart the whole thing in one lifetime. The sights they saw, however, were marvelous and both had decided that coming to the Taren forest had been a good idea, even if it had proven deadly for their friend, Gavin.

“If we keep trying to take trails that lead in this direction,” Reana started, “we should come out somewhere near Filiam, I think…”

“I don’t like the sounds of that, ‘I think’,” Eric commented. “Though we’ve had a grand old time here, I want a nice cold drink and a warm bed to go along with it.”

“You and me both,” she said, getting up and dusting herself off. She began to walk down the path they’d been following for the last hour. They’d learned, since their encounter with the wolves, not to let their hands stray far from their blades for long and Reana fingered the hilt of the dagger at her waist.

They continued along the path till it forked in two directions. They decided to head left and shortly found themselves at the edge of a small clearing with bones littering the ground.

“This place smells of death,” Reana pointed out. She began to cross, not taking much time to examine the piles of skeletal remains that she agilely avoided, she wanted to be rid of the place as soon as possible. It was only when a bony hand latched onto her ankle that she took any real notice of them. “Eric, we have a problem!”

Within seconds, Reana had unsheathed her dagger and cut the appendage off of the Zombie that was struggling to its feet. The hand stayed firmly clamped to her leg, even after it’s forceful amputation. Without thinking, she tore into the grotesque body, mobilizing itself before her. Several others were staggering toward her from all directions.

Eric found that the creatures were easily immobilized by two quick strokes: one that decapitated it and a second that detached the torso from the hips. He worked as fast as he could through them and Reana followed his example until one particular creature caught Eric’s eye.

The hellish being was Gavin, half of the flesh torn from his face and the rest of his body a patchwork of bare bone in places with tattered flesh hanging loosely from the frame. One eye gazed back at Eric, devoid of any clue that it could actually see. Gavin staggered toward Eric and he raised his sword, but he could not bring himself to slay his friend, even in this undead state.

“Eric, what are you waiting for?” Reana demanded, slamming her foot into one creature’s ribcage causing a satisfying crack and sending it flying across the clearing. Gavin took several more steps out toward Eric, who was unable to move himself, and reached his arms out to tear into his body. “Eric!!”

Reana gave up trying to snap him out of it and drew her pistol, strapped to her thigh. Aiming carefully she pulled the trigger and watched as the impact caused the Zombie’s skull to combust and the body fell to the ground.

“Come on you idiot!” she yelled, grabbing Eric by the wrist and running out the opposite side of the clearing. The two of them continued like this until the trail opened up and all that was before them were the open plains of Nyliam. Finally they stopped and collapsed to the ground. “Why the hell didn’t that fairy of yours warn us?”

“I don’t know…” Eric said, checking his pocket for the little sprite. “She’s gone!”

“Fine time for her to up and leave us, wasn’t it? Last thing I need is to get my brain sucked out by some walking dead man.”

“Thank the Creator that we got out of there, But which way is Filiam now?”

“I’m not sure.”

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Posted by Sen Kisai on 05-15-2002 12:52 PM:

It was morning, Kane and Fang were downstairs starting their breakfast. Merelania snuck to Sen’s room and cracked the door open. The only light in the room was the coming from the window, but she could tell Sen was still asleep.

Good. She laughed silently, sneaking into the room and over to his bed, “WAKE UP!!!”

Sen sat up instantly, his eyes wide open, and he saw Merelania, “By the creator!”

Merelania couldn’t stop laughing, “Oh you should have seen your face!”

“Shut up.”

“Come on, its morning, time for breakfast and Kane wants to spar.”

“Uhh it’s too early, give me a minute.”

“Oh come on,” she went to tug him out of the bed.

“Wait! At least let me get dressed!”

“Oop!” she said in an embarrassed tone, her cheeks turning pink. She turned around and stared at the wall.

“Want to toss me those pants?”

“Uh..yes…h..here,” she picked up the pants and threw them behind her.

“Thanks,” Sen quickly got dressed, “Ok, let’s go then before your face turns even redder.”

“What!? Was not!”

“Heh, whatever you say.” The two went downstairs and joined Kane at his table.

“Hey you two,” he said between bites, “I got some food for us all, dig in.”

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After they finished eating Kane led them to the outskirts of the city. They came to a nice little clearing, “I found this spot when walking around, it should be perfect for fighting in.”

“So..umm do we just start fighting?” Asked Sen, he had never sparred before.

“Sure thing,” Kane pulled out his sword and charged at Sen, though he was taking it easy.

Sen panicked slightly, but got his staff up to block the swing and continued to block off the swings. The two moved apart, “Going to use that magic anytime?” Kane laughed.

Sen instantly released a small ball of fire at Kane, though Kane dodged out of the way, “You’ll need to do better than that.” He charged forward once again, swinging at Sen with attacks he knew would be easy enough for Sen to defend against, “Hit me already!”

Sen cleared his mind, “If you want me to,” he unleashed a force of fire from his hands taking Kane in the chest and knocking him back a ways, “How was that?”

Kane stood up, his facial expression very serious now, not planning on taking it easy this time. He ran forward swing his blade quickly, though when Sen brought up his staff, Kane stopped the swing and spun in the opposite direction, bring his blade in from the other side. Sen barely escaped the attack. Then Kane swung again, this time keeping true to his aim. Sen blocked the attack, but unexpectedly received a punch to the face, knocking him to the ground.

Kane eyes lit up with the joy of battle, he charged forward again, but was halted when a wall of fire came up between him and Sen.

“Damn that hurt!” said Sen, his hand over the spot where he was punched.

Kane let out a laugh, “Well I’m impressed by your magic, but your ability to fight is….simply said….pitiful.”

“Thanks, your not too bad yourself,” Sen said with a grin. Merelania ran over to him and kneeled beside him.

“Let me have a look at that,” she said with a hint of concern.

“No I’m fine,” he put his hand up to as a motion to say that it was ok, but she swatted his hand away.

“You are not, just let me take care of it.”

“Fine.”

She looked at the bruise on Sen’s forehead, “You didn’t have to hit him so hard,” she said to Kane.

“Hey it’s all part of the fun,” Kane shrugged.

“Oh ya, I bet it was a real blast,” she said sarcastically. Then looked back to Sen, “Ok I’m just going to heal it.” She put her hand on his forehead, he winced at the sharp pain, but didn’t say anything. Soon her hand began to emanate a slight glow and when she moved her hand away Sen felt fine.

“Wow, I’m impressed,” he looked into her eyes and smiled.

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Posted by Avatar Worldmaker on 05-15-2002 02:05 PM:

OOC: I know this is a short post, but with us elves, it's usually long, so this sould be a nice break..

IC:Saeth bounded forth, leaping from the smaller bed in the room he and Til'Sylvanna shared, and literally leaping all the way across the room in a single bound, placed his shoulder into the door and smote it from its hinges. His nandi smallclothes flowed about him as he gained speed, and though hindered greatly by the recent break in his leg, he was still expediant in his racing through the castle, homing in upon his ward. Every corner he turned cost him time, but in a human structure, it was impossible to get anywhere by going straight. Around and about corners he raced, until he found himself in a derilict portion of the castle that had all but fallen into ruin.

"Til!" Saeth cried out, but his cry found no answer.

He could tell that she was near to him, but she had also secluded herself somewhere where it would be hard to be found. Scanning the area quickly, he passed into a secluded garden that had been overrun by the rampant plants within. passing through, he came into a small room that must have once been used for the tools maintaining the garden, and there, upon the floor, he found Til'Sylvanna Evenstar. Saeth bent down and took her into his strong arms, lifting her up off of the ground. Her neck let her head fall limply to one side, and her eyes were empty.

Saeth did not speak, for she was still alive, for certainly, he could feel her life through the bond. He took the back of her head in one of his long-fingered hands and kissed her gently upon the forehead. Her eyes fluttered a bit at that, and Saeth took her up altogether in his arms and rose slowly from the ground. Slowly, her arms wrapped about his neck, and that simple action warmed his heart.

"There is a darkness in you, Love, but it cannot have you... For I claim you for myself.." He spoke aloud as he carried her through the overgrown garden.

Til; stirred a bit at this, and though her eyes had closed, and she almost appeared as sleeping, Saeth knew both in his heart and through the bond that she was awake, and simply enjoying being in his arms. The shadow within her had receded a bit, with the simple fact that he was so near her, and through her knowing that he was unwilling to simplt let her slip away. They both knew he would do anything possible to save Til'Sylvanna from falling in any way. It was as they passed through the gate of thr ruined section when he felt her lips press against his neck lightly, kissing him for his duty and their love.

He carried her all the way back to their room, and placed her gently into her bed. She looked up at him with an unnatural calmness in her eyes, then suddenly her hands snaked foreward and gripped the collar of his shirt, pulling him down so that she could kiss him once again. Saeth slowly pulled away after their embrace, and looked lovingly down upon her. She smiled softly and childishly.

"Saeth?" Til's voice rang softer than it had in the past days..

"Yes, M'lady, M'love?"

Cue: Til'Sylvanna

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Posted by Keigo Mallard on 05-15-2002 03:03 PM:

A meeting?

OOC: I'm going to ffw in this post a bit

IC: After several months of traveling the land with Arkiri, it came to Keigo's ear that a big meeting was about to commence in Parvini. Due to this, Keigo decided to make his way there...

Keigo tapped Arkiri on the shoulder. "What?," Keigo then pointed to the city ahead of them, "Wow, we finally reached Parvini?" Arkiri questioned anxiously.

"Yes...it lies right in front of your eyes," Keigo said with a grin, "So, let's get to this "meeting" that we heard of, yeah?"

"Sure, but...can we eat something first? Please~?" Arkiri whined.

"No..." Keigo said tonelessly.

"WHAT!?" Arkiri screamed, scared out of her skin.

"It was a joke, let's go and get something to eat..."

"Uhhh...I hate that..." She murmured.

"That's why I do, that..." Keigo spoke aloud.

"You're so rude!!!" Arkiri shouted angrily.

"Calm down...I'm sorry..."

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After Arkiri and Keigo ate, they walked outside to the market place. Keigo questioned several people for a meeting, most of them laughed at him, saying he was too young. All Keigo did was walk away, the rest Arkiri did, shout at them. Then it occurred to Keigo's mind, ~town hall~ it shot through all of his thoughts.

"Arkiri, let's check the town hall." He demanded.

"Ok...then, let's g-" Arkiri said as she turned around, Keigo was already running towards the town hall "Hey, wait for me!"

Keigo reached the town hall and stood still in front of the doors...obviously waiting for something to happen.

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Das Böse kann mich nicht besiegen...denn...es ist schon in mir...

Posted by Avatar Scriptkeeper on 05-15-2002 04:41 PM:

Indigo hadn't thought about much since then. He was simply without mood. Not angry, not sad, and definitely not contented. The powers of heaven weren't worth a damn if he couldn't be with the woman he loved.

But she had declined his offer of marriage. It was a symbol of how dedicated and devoted he was to her alone, and she had turned it down. But what tore Indigo the most was the manner of the rejection. It was loving rejection.

The hearth had been unlit since the previous night. In an involuntary act, he had snuffed out all the fires in the castle, including the one in his heart. And perhaps most dangerous of all, something surpassing the love of two mortals, he had not visited Til'Sylvanna, nor done anything to relieve her condition.

"The fate of the world rests on me, and I can't even handle my own emotions." Indigo spoke aloud to no one in particular.

The high canopy of the bed was dark blue velvet, with decorative gold swirls inlaid in the bedposts. A cool wind blew through the open windows and rustled the curtains. Indigo laid on the bed, staring up, through the canopy, beyond the stars, and at nothing in particular.

And it came to be, unwilled. The fire exploded from the hearth, and had Indigo been of sound mind, he would have rightly jumped up and put it out.

But Indigo was not of sound mind. Indigo was not in the room. Indigo was not.

Many children and adults wished on Dolensirion that night, mistaking his burning form for a shooting star, wishing for a respite from the plague of shadows. And he intended to grant that wish.

The desert was hot, not like fire, but rather like the absence of coolness, a dry heat that made even Dolensirion sweat. His long azure hair clung to his face, and he discarded his shirt.

The mother of the shadowspawn had long ago burrowed into the ground, and it was entirely possible that it had healed completely since their last bout. But Dolensirion was not concerned with this fact. He had ripped their ranks to shreds before, and he would do so again.

He would do so until no more shadow remained.

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Welcome to my world...

Posted by Volsung on 05-15-2002 04:55 PM:

The Message comes from Sayomara

Volsung and Nascent had been traveling for almost a mouth now and they were just about a day out of Nevyel. In the time that they had been traveling they seen five cities starting with Hillslay with its huge mansions that cover a large part of the mountains, at the foot of the mountains huge ore mines, with fields of crops growing around the city.

Then there was Karakai, with streets of venders, trying to sell Weapons, and Crystal ware all of witch was of very high quality and very beautiful. But there wasn’t much there in the way of military instillations.

After which came Farlarn the last city in old Nyliam. Farlarn is a city that is very well fortified but at the same time very open because almost all the food from Lunis come though here on its way to all the major cities of Lunis.

When they crossed the old board Volsung and Nascent came into New Dargent. The city showed many signs of the resent war, but seem to be starting to come back into it stride. You could occasionally hear someone complaining about the high taxes, but aside from that, the place seemed fairly happy with guards at every street corner.

Once they got the Callendar Nascent noted that the city seems to be more run down than before showing signs of attacks, but more than that New mansions had been build on the south side of town for Nyliam nobles. Taxes also seem to be running the since none of the shops had yet been repaired from the attacks. There were almost no children to be seen around the town, because as one woman explained most had been sent off to learn Terra magic. All of this left Nascent very disturbed when he left Lunis had still been independent; Terran magic has still banned, not to mention that many cities of Lunis seemed to be changing before his eyes under Nyliam control. It was really starting to take a told on him. Not that Volsung was much better he had filled two journals with writing’s about Nyliam in the last mouth of travel, but he still missed his sister and starting to wonder when he would ever see her again.

It was in this state of mind that Volsung and Nascent were in when they were approached by an old Gypsy. “You must be Volsung Vesper.” Said a man coming out of the darkness and into the firelight.

“Who are you if I may ask?” Said Volsung

“Who I am really isn’t all that important, I was sent out to find you and to deliver a message,” said the Man now coming into full site.

“So what is this message?” Asked Volsung now starting walk towards the man

“Your Friend Sayomara said that you should come to Parvini as soon as you can. Sayomara is trying to organize the Tribes of Farai to fight the Shadow.”

Nascent popped up out of the shadows and Volsung Jaws hit the Ground, “Are said that’s what that old coot went off to do?” Said Nascent, “I would have never guessed it. He must be in over his head otherwise I wouldn’t be asking for your help.”

“I really doubt that. I think he just wants all the help he can get.” Said Volsung in fairly anger tone

“Well come as soon as you can I myself am heading to Parvini now, you are welcome to come if you wish.” Said the old man

“No I think we have to decide of a few things first.” Said Volsung start to regain his composer

“As you wish but don’t take to long otherwise you might miss the whole thing.” With that, the Old gypsy walked back into the darkness. After a moment, they hear a sound of a horse riding off and then it was silent once more.

“So what do we do now?” Asked Nascent

“Well I don’t know about you but I’m going to Parvini, I guess you’re free to go back to the Magi….” Volsung pause as if thought just hit him in the side of the head. “Hey Nascent do you think the Magi would be willing to help.”

“Maybe they are loyal to no government but I don’t know if they would be willing to this cause ether.”

“Well let’s find out.” Volsung said as he started picking up his things.

“If that is want.” With that, Volsung and Nascent took flight towards Mount. Karovon.

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"Listen! I've traveled every road in this here land!"

Posted by Tyr Aulnay on 05-15-2002 05:30 PM:

She looked down starring into the roses. Hoping that this was a dream, she placed the roses down on the ground and pinched herself. It wasn’t. This only made things harder on her to chose. They were both nice but one was better. She didn’t know who that was, but she wanted to make the right decision. Picking back up the flowers she walked to the ship. The hole there was not so big but was still large enough to walk into. She climbed up back on the deck of the ship and looked at her surroundings. He eyes stopped at the sight of her captain out of his room. He hadn’t been out of his room for years so this seemed to really bother her.

“What happen to me ship??” he asked as he looked to the ground “All me work.. It’s lost!”

She slowly moved toward him to give him comfort. She stood in front of him and sat down.

“It wasn’t your fault. We just had an accident. You know how the crew is…”

“Aye the crew be as stupid as a…. Arg! I can’t think of anything that stupid.”

“That’s ok. You can find a word next time. Shouldn’t you be in your quarters?”

“Not anymore. For I see that I need to get back to work.”

The captain rose to his feet and held his chin high as if he was determined to do so. Tyr got up right after standing in front of him.

“Are you sure that’s wise. Most of the crew probably wished you was dead.”

“We’ll I’ll have to deal with it then. Ya know me father one said tha…”

A shot was heard from below and hit the Captain in the back of his head. As he looked down he fell over the rail unto the ground. Tyr turned over her shoulder to see Rat-banker, still alive, holding up his pistol at her. He fired and Tyr ducked under the railing for protection. She went to her side and pulled out her musket. Suddenly loud yell was heard from down below. She slowly got up and looked over. Ryudo was standing over Rat’s dead body with a bloody sword in his hand.

“Are you ok??” yelled Ryudo from the ground below

“Yea.. I’m fine..”

“What!?”

“I SAID I’M Nevermind…”

She stood on the rail and jumped down onto the ground. She walked slowly and sadly over to the Captains dead body.

Ye shall have a proper pirate burial… And I will find someone good to take your place.

Tears began to stream from her eyes. Although he didn’t so much, he was still a friend to her. She knew this is what the pirates wanted. But She also knew how lost they would be without a captain. Picking out a captain or having a volunteer for this crew would be hard. Cause either way there would be not options. She did think of the opportunity of herself being captain. This would let her be stuck here forever. She couldn’t stand that.

“Anyone you know?” asked Ryudo from behind her.

“Yes… He was my captain…”

“So that’s him. Seems like a good man.”

“He wasn’t he was a lazy coward that wouldn't give and order to a fly. I still love him though. He always trusted me with everything and I would always deliver. I thought since he stayed in his room he probably wouldn’t die so soon… But he had to come out! He just had to come out! Now we need to look for a new one again!”

She kicked the dead mans body hard making her foot her but she didn’t care. She just wanted him to realize how stupid of him it was to come out of his shell.

“Chill out. He didn’t mean for this to happen.”

“You don’t know that! You hardly know anything about this crew. All you know is that we rob towns and cause a ruckus.”

“Yea! But I do know one thing you can still be a bitch sometimes!”

“Arg! Ye want to start something with me!? Come on I can take ya!”

Tyr immediately pulls out her cutlass. Realizing it wasn’t what she needed she ran to the hole in the ship. Reaching in she pulled out Ryudo’s last sword the Arcana and ran back to where Ryudo was. She ran back to Ryudo and aimed it at his chin.

Ugh… I hate this thing..

She dropped the sword and picked up her cutlass pointing at his heart.

Ah that’s more like it.

“Took you a while didn’t it?”

Tyr grew mad and swished her cutlass by his stomach. He jumped back and pulled out his sword. Swishing it to her head she blocked and the fought him all the way back to a box. He jumped upon and duels a little more. He jumped back down and stabbed towards the chest. She jumped back and kicked him in the stomach. They fought more until the came to a long tube Ryudo jumped through it and swished at Tyr’s head. She slid into the hole of the tube and slid out of the other side. She ran to the side of it and fought some more. Each attack was blocked and each obstacle in their way was overcome. Finally they began to grow tired and swung at each other the two swords meet and stood in a jam. They both pushed on one another until the faces were close to one another. With the last drop of energy they had the pushed until the their lips meet together in a sudden kiss.

Their swords dropped and they pushed back from each other. Tyr confused at what had happen was about ready to run. Her feet wouldn’t move. It was she like she was supposed to be there and couldn’t get away from it. Ryudo came closer and pulls her too him giving her a long sweet kiss. Their arms stayed wrapped around each other as the lips parted and there eyes would not leave one another. She was waiting for this the moment when the true would shine right through and leave the other in the dark.

Behind her eyes peeped from a nearby alley. He watched with eyes of sorrow and hurt. Soon he walked back from where he came.

CUE: Morgan

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Come friends who plough the sea, truce to navigation take another station, lets vary piracee with a lil birglary!

Posted by Dannie Callahan on 05-16-2002 05:54 AM:

Dannie looked over at Orion. I wish... she thought, but left it unfinished. He had caught her gaze and was now staring at her.

"Yes?" she asked quietly.

"Nothing. Why are you looking at me?"

"I'm not, I'm looking to the left of you and thinking deeply."

"Right."

Orion didn't believe her. She didn't expect him to. It had become hard for her to hide anything from him and she desperately wanted to hide how she felt about him. It wasn't love just yet; there hadn't been enough time for Dannie to really get to know and trust him, but, there had been enough time for her to develop a crush on him.

"Why don't we camp here for the night, Orion?"

Orion looked over at Dannie and nodded.

"Good idea. We can start early in the morning."

Dannie nodded to him and opened her pack and began to set things up.

Gee, she thought. I hope when he means early that he doesn't mean dragging me out of bed in the middle of the night. I'd like to sleep in for once.

Posted by Morgan Reamal on 05-16-2002 12:54 PM:

Steel yourself to it, boy!

Morgan walked away solemnly, his eyes downcast at the dirt, his boots scuffing along the ground as he trudged wearily back to the inn. After the incident involving the hooker, he made sure that he found the correct, isolated room. Morgan slumped onto the soft matress and fell asleep in his clothes.

The night held nightmares for Morgan's troubled mind.

Morgan awoke from his sleep, his brow thick with sweat. Heat radiated from his skin and made him uncomfortable. He stood and continued to the door, his hand trembling with stress as he opened the door. A blast of cool, sweet air blew in from the corridor as Morgan stepped out into the hall and walked to the stairs. They descended longer than normal and Morgan soon found himself walking off the last step......and right into the living room of his home. His father sat in the chair near him, staring into the vastness of the fireplace's flames. Morgan attempted to touch him and catch his attention, but his hands would not move. In fact, his entire body was stiff. He could not move.

Suddenly, Ryudo Wolfe appeared in the doorway, his massive armor giving his silhouette a very menacing visage. Then Morgan realized that Ryudo WAS different, that his face and body had changed slightly to reflect that of a wolf-man of sorts. Ryudo-wolf drew his swords and walked very slowly foward, raising it above his head. Morgan fought to move, but found he could not. Ryudo drew closer and, with strikes as quick as lightning, he stabbed Morgan's father multiple times. Morgan found himself running out the door, but as soon as he exited, he was walking back into the room. But this time, Tyr stood idly by Ryudo-wolf's side, watching the horrific scene with a lover's amusement. Morgan screamed.

He awoke to the rays of sunlight in the morning falling upon his face. The dream had been a message, something to signify that he should not trust Ryudo. Morgan realized that Tyr would be taken from him if Ryudo was to stay any longer. Morgan shook his head. He would not kill the man, but if he stayed longer, there was a good chance that he would betray everyone and Tyr would be forever gone to him.

"I'll bide my time, then. No sense in acting too quickly. I just hope I'm not going to do anything tenacious" Morgan said to himself. He grabbed his bow and walked to breakfast, his thoughts drifting over the day's tasks.

Cue:Anyone

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Sailing, sailing....over the mounting waves.................

Posted by Ryudo Wolfe on 05-16-2002 02:57 PM:

Ryudo stood in front of the pirate ship, he hoped to get the last of it fixed today. It had been a day since he had kissed Tyr and still the moment was in his mind as if it was only minutes ago. He had never expected this, it wasn’t like him, and yet while it seemed so strange it felt so beautiful.

Ryudo looked at the ship and stretched, “It’s way too early for this, but I want to sail out today so here goes.” His lips began to move silently.

Meld together O wood of the earth, become one once again.

The boards on the ship creaked and slowly melded back together. When this was done the ship was finally back to normal and was ready to sail. He smiled at his work and was glad that they would be able to sail out.

Ryudo almost jumped out of his skin as two arms wrapped around him and interrupted his thought, “Little jumpy are we?”

“Heh, sorry, guess I’ll have to get used to that,” he turned and looked into Tyr’s eyes, she leaned in and kissed him.

“Well I see you’re at least used to that,” she grinned. She looked up to the ship and saw that it was fully repaired, “Finished with it eh?”

“Yep, we can set sail anytime.”

“You know, my pirates probably won’t be too happy to see you. Some even less happy to see you with me,” she smirked. She knew of one pirate in particular who would be hurt by seeing them together. Poor kid, hate to break his heart.

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All the pirates stood on the deck looking to their new captain, or at least who they expected to be their new captain, and awaiting orders. Some looked coldly to Ryudo, remembering the last meet with him.

“Well you scum of the sea!” The pirates cheered, “We’re off to Mt. Karovon!” Shouted Tyr.

There was a silence then one stepped up, “Umm, you do know there are Magi there, we can’t expect to rob from them.”

“I have no plans on robbing them, we are taking Ryudo,” her lips hinted at a slight smile, “And Freija to Mt. Karovon.”

The pirates were angered by this, but tried to keep cool, “So, this man kills a dozen of our comrades and now we are his personal cruise?!” Some cared less about that, but were more confused by the way Tyr had looked at Ryudo.

“We are no ones cruise! But we owe him for repairing our ship….and there are other reasons.”

A dagger flew out of the crowd of pirates and was aimed at Ryudo, though having expected trouble Ryudo simple stepped out of the way. Tyr however wasn’t so forgiving, she pulled out her musket and shot the culprit who threw the dagger, “Also there will be no more attempts on his life! Now set sail!”

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Morgan sat up in the crow’s nest, he liked the solitude of it, plus the rest of the pirates were down in the mess, so it was quiet as well. A head popped up through the hole on the floor, followed by a body.

“Mind if I join you?” Asked Ryudo.

Morgan turned his head, “Well I can’t stop you now can I?”

Ryudo looked around at the sea, “It’s beautiful no? I used to stay in the crow’s nest all the time when I was a sailor. The solitude alone makes it the best job on the ship.”

Morgan nodded, but never replied.

“Anyways, I came up here to talk to you.”

“Going to throw me around in the process? Maybe toss a few punches?”

“Heh, no. I’m sorry about that, you were attack my ship, I wasn’t about to pass around hugs and wishes for peace.”

Morgan couldn’t help but grin, “I guess that’s understandable. I myself never expected to be a pirate, it was more of a mistake.”

“I figured as much, you don’t seem as crude as the rest.”

“Mind if I ask you something?” Morgan asked.

“Sure thing.”

“Why did you aim at me? I mean what was it about this bow?” He motioned the bow that sat at his side.

“That’s actually what I came to talk to you about,” Ryudo grabbed a small chain that was around his neck and pulled out a pendant, it was a silver tree with a green gem in the middle of it.

Morgan’s eyes widened and he looked down to his bow, “That’s…that’s the same symbol?”

“Yes, my mother made that bow, she was an elf. I had a bow like that myself once, but I lost mine when my ship went down. The one you are carrying belongs to my father, it was given to him by my mother 20 years ago when he left the Evisis.”

“I take it you want it back?”

Ryudo let out a laugh, “No, you can keep it. I just wanted to know if you had any idea where your father got it.”

“Well my father made mention of a friend giving it to him to hold on to. I believe the man’s name was Sekar and he was going to visit his parents who were ill.”

“Sekar…..father…..” Ryudo looked off into the sky. So, you went to Farai….why did you never return? “Our father’s were friend eh? Guess we should try to keep up the tradition,” he grinned.

“Sekar is your father? He was human though.”

“Yes, I am only half-elven. My real name is Rannynthalys Anshindar, though I took up my father’s name when I left the Evisis.”

“If you want my opinion, that was a good change.”

“Yes, I doubt I’d have been a successful as a mercenary if no one could pronounce my name,” the two laughed, which helped to lessen the tension, “You are the first person I’ve ever told my real name to since I left.”

“So did you leave Evisis to find your father?”

“No, I left because I didn’t feel quite welcome in the elven world. To them a half-elf is like a cripple,” he sighed, “That was 5 years ago.”

CUE: Freija/Morgan/Tyr/ whoever lol, someone just post lol

Posted by Orion Chath on 05-16-2002 05:37 PM:

Orion (Wow... Who could hace saw that subject coming?)

Ever since that one dream about Winter, Orion's dreams have always been blank, nothing. He always woke still tired and groggy, as if he never even slept, but hid it when Dannie woke.

Orion walked to Dannie, and looked back towards the rising sun. I will let her sleep a little longer. He thought, sitting down to begin a short breakfast. He kept looking back to the sleeping Dannie, thinking that she was so peaceful... So happy. He wouldn't wake her no matter how late it would be when she woke herself.

___(Later.)___

Dannie's eyes finally opened two hours after Orion's did. She sat up and looked about sleepily. "Wha-What time is it?'' Dannie asked, spotting Orion.

"It would be... About 8:00, judging by the position of the sun." He declared, peering at the sun with a hand over his eyes.

"8:00?! I overslept, why didn't you wake me up??" She asked.

Orion shrugged. "Well, you looked so peaceful and happy, guess I didn't think it was my right to wake you."

Dannie smiled faintly and walked to a stump, where a covered plate of food was sitting. She picked it up and sat on the stump.

On the plate lay a fluffy roll, two sausages, and a few strips of tender bacon. She picked up the roll with her index and thumb and took a bite, then nodded to Orion in satisfaction, but he was packing already, his back to her.

Once Dannie was done with the short breakfast, Orion was done packing too. Orion slung the packs over his shoulder and looked around for the path. Seeing no path, he dropped his things and looked about once more.The woods? I don't remember going into the woods... He thought nervously.

"Hey Orion, when did we go into the woods?" Dannie asked, actually realizing where they were for the first time.

"Thats what I would like to know."

"Don't tell me we are lost."

"Okay.. I won't... But we are." He said, sighing.

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Posted by Scarlet Rosenblade on 05-16-2002 07:14 PM:

Sunlight fell in a square shaped patch on the floor of Scarlet’s room. She could be found sitting within it, gently rocking herself back and forth with her knees pressed to her chest. She didn’t know how much time had passed since Indigo had left her room, she hadn’t bothered to keep track. The tears had stopped only a few minutes later, but the ache around her heart only grew. She toyed with the ring, turning it over in her hand and watching the light dance off its surface. Why had she refused him? It wasn’t for lack of affection. She truly loved him… Was that it? Did she love him so much that she felt she had to spare him? But from what?

From me… This situation is far from over.. I can feel it. There’s a chance that one or the both of us won’t come through alive….

She bowed her head and began to sing a simple requiem song she had learned as a child, from Reika no less. Her voice was soft, but the melody hung heavily in the air.

….It’ll only be worse later if the time comes to say goodbye…

Her resolution was firm, but how it hurt! More pain ripped across her heart, bringing a fresh onslaught of tears. She knew what she had to do though she wished she didn’t have to. She had to end it now so that at least Indigo would have a chance to move on in case she was struck down. Moving feebly she made her way to his room knowing somehow that its occupant was not there. The windows were opened, letting in a fresh breeze which stirred the sheets on the bed. She moved toward the table next to the bed, fighting the desire to lay down until Indigo returned. Instead, she took the ring from her finger and laid it on top of the pillow where it could be easily seen and ran back to her own room cupping her face in her hands.

Forgive me Indigo…

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Posted by Freija Lumis on 05-17-2002 02:05 PM:

Mt. Koravon awaits

Setting sail was not on Freija's to-do list. She hated sailing. The tossing ship, churning waves...it caused her stomach to do acrobatics just to think about it.

Freija clutched the rail as the ship lurched forward and headed south. Her knuckles were white from fear and sickness and her stomach threatened to give up her lunch to the sea below. Ryudo noticed this and couldn't help but laugh.

"Seasick?"

"Ha ha, not funny...but yes, I am..."

"Well just wait until an unexpected storm hits...the waves leaping, tossing the helpless ship to and fro..."

"Shut up, or I'll throw you in the drink."

"Haha, if you couldn't haul me up the stairs of that inn, you really think that you can throw me over the rail?"

Freija made a face and would've thrown her fist at him but she was too busy leaning over and tossing her lunch into the welcoming sea, the barely visible silhoettes of the fish moving below her.

Ryudo gave a bellowing laugh and turned to walk along the deck. Freija spat the foul tasting substance in her mouth and groaned. Tyr watched from afar and stifled a laugh. She walked over to Ryudo and tapped him on his right shoulder, while going to his left and leaning against him, smiling up at his slightly surprised expression.

"Aw. Poor Freija is seasick..." said Tyr, a hint of amusement playing upon her words.

Ryudo nodded and accepted her kiss.

Morgan watched from the starboard, leaning against the rail. He thought bitter thoughts as he watched Tyr kiss Ryudo.

If it wasn't for the fact that it would hurt Tyr and she'd never want me again, I'd kill Ryudo right now...plus he is willing be create a friendship...hmph.

As night blanketed the ship, Freija was still clamped to the rail, experiencing dry heaves. Ryudo thought it was funny, but still felt sorry for her. She just wasn't the seafaring type.

The sky was clear and the sunset was a deep crimson, splashes of orange and yellow creating a firey image.

"Red and dusk is a seaman's dream..." mumbled Tyr, gazing out over the sea, endless and beautiful.

The little triangle shaped mountain was positioned just at the right angle to catch the setting sun and the rising moon, creating a pearly pink appearance. Freija, despite her dispicible predicament, found it a lovely spectacle to take her mind off the tortures of sea travel.

Night came and no storms plagued them. So far, it was an easy trip with no hardships yet...

CUE: Its up for grabs...

Posted by Kane Tallon on 05-17-2002 02:25 PM:

"Ok...get up!" Kane shouted, but not in an angry tone. He threw his sword over to the nearest tree, it dropped a bit off. Kane then picked up a fist claw.

"Wh, WHAT? Isn't that to harsh!?" Merelania shouted frightened.

Kane gave no reply but unscrewed a few bolts in the claw, the claws themselves dropped out, Kane picked the up. He walked over to the spot where his sword was, and attempted to drop the claws, but he didn't. Instead He squeezed his hand tight on them. Blood ran down them and dripped on to the floor, the soil soaked the blood up quickly. Kane walked back to the sparring "arena" ( a part of a plain). He looked at Sen. Sand swirled up around them

"You know what I'm getting at?" He questioned, the sun glinting in to his eye.

"Sounds like you're gonna use the rest of that claw as a shield."

"Hey, smart!"

"Isn't that too small?" Sen asked and grinned.

"No, just perfect, that's why I got them in this size...anyhow, GO!" Kane ran towards Sen, raised one arm but stopped right before he was going to smash down. Kane knelt down then shot up over Sen, who was still sitting. Kane landed behind him and stopped. "Merelania, I don't want you to get hurt, step back a bit please."

"Oh, okay, sorry." Merelania replied and stepped back.

"Now..." Kane grabbed Sen by the back of his shirt and heaved him up. Just when Sen was about to ease, Kane shot his palm between Sen's shoulder blades causing him to flank forward and slide along the ground, the right side of his face slightly scratching the floor. Kane didn't hesitate, already as Sen flew forward he started running. Sen was readying to get up, "Too slow..." Kane picked him up again, this time Sen already tightened his muscles and winced. Kane didn't punch in to Sen's back this time though, instead he spun him around and just as Sen's face got visible Kane jumped up and shot a 180 kick in Sen's face, Sen shot back twirling through the air. He hit the ground hard just as Kane landed. "Ok..." Kane turned around. "You're turn..." Kane grinned.

Sen moaned, "If you say so..." Sen lifted a hand, a red glow started up, A fireball shot out. Kane waited for the fire to hit him. It burst on the left side of his face, he flew back and hit the ground. "Ahhoow...hey...that was...pretty -ow SHIT!- good." The left side of Kane's face was burnt and bleeding. Kane staggered up, another fireball flying towards him. Kane hopped and ran towards it, he crossed his left arm across his chest. As soon as the fireball was in arms length, he swiped at it, it quickly engulfed his hand but then disappeared. "Try a bigger one..." He whispered. He jumped up and came flying down at Sen, who balled a fist then released a fireball towards Kane. ~just how I planned~ Kane thought to himself. The fire penetrated onto his chest burning a hole into his clothing, burning and scorching his skin, and sending him flying back. Kane flipped and landed on his feet, he skidded a good way but then stopped by putting a hand to the ground. "Nice..."Kane got in to a halfway upright position then sprinted forward. Sen jumped up and shot a fireball from his left hand heading towards Kane's feet. ~sad~ Kane though and hopped over it. Sen rushed to thrust his left hand forward after having jumped up. A fireball emerged from his left and shot a curve at Kane’s torso. Kane reacted quickly and rolled under it. After he had rolled forward, he fixed his feet sturdy to the ground, dust shot forward at Sen. “Here!” Kane dashed up, but didn’t really move. Sen took this opportunity and took a punch at Kane. Kane caught sen’s arm, pulled it past him so that Sen flew towards Kane. All Kane did was jab a knee out…Sen’s stomach collided with Kane’s knee, Sen flew backwards and hit the ground. “Got to be quicker than that…” Kane jumped up and raised a fist. Sen trying to recover didn’t realize Kane was now right above him. Kane landed on one foot and one knee. He thrust his fist to Sen’s face, but stopped it right before mashing it in. “Open your eyes…” Kane spoke silently towards Sen. Merelania flinched together already as Kane jumped up. “I think we’ll stop for now, what do you say?” Kane connected.

Sen opened his eyes, “What, you out of energy already?”

“No, two reasons, if you would have wanted to continue…” Kane looked at his fist, still hovering right in front of Sen’s face, “And as for two…look at the left side of my face, it’s totally burnt…and I kind of don’t want more scars…“ Kane’s left face side was heavily burnt and scorched up and bleeding.

“Oh shit, was that me? I’m sorr-“

“Hey, that’s what training is all about…”
“Oh…well, if you say so…” Sen said carefully and pushed Kane’s fist by side.

Kane got up and turned to his weapons, they were meanwhile well guarded by Fang, then he turned to Merelania. She caught a glimpse of his face, and slightly stumbled. “W, Wait, I’ll have it healed in a second!” ~I hope~ She said and thought. She started to run towards Kane.

Cue: Merelania, You should be the one to post next, really.

Posted by Dannie Callahan on 05-17-2002 04:29 PM:

Dannie kicks Orion's butt

Orion smiled nervously at a very disgusted Dannie.

"I can't believe it!"

She scowled at him, and if looks could kill, he would've been a smoking hole in the forest floor. She began to approach him, her hand balled into a fist.

"This is going to hurt, isn't it?" Orion asked, almost child-like.

"Yeah, this is gonna hurt."

When she reached him, she pulled back and swung her fist for his jaw. He ducked, luckily and missed the punch, then turned and ran. He refused to fight her; he would never hurt the thing he cared most about. Dannie ran after him, her gait quick and light-footed, and barely audible from years of practicing stealth running. She gained on him and when he looked back, he saw this and put on an extra burst of speed. But when he turned to look in front of him, there was a tree. It was too late to put on his breaks and he ended up crashing into it and falling to the ground almost unconscious. Dannie fell over Orion literally, and when she got situated, she straddled him and sat on his chest and pinned his hands over his head with one hand, her other hand poised to strike. He shut his eyes tightly, waiting to be hit. Instead of punching him like he had expected, Dannie slapped him hard. Orion looked up into her angry eyes and behind the anger, he saw fear. She was scared out of her wits.

"You're scared, aren't you?" he asked softly.

"No! I'm not scared!"

"Eyes don't lie, Dannie. You're scared."

"I'M NOT!"

She slapped him again. She was lying of course; she was scared. She had never been this scared or this lost in her entire life.

"Again, I'm sorry, Dannie," he said quietly.

Dannie glared at him angrily, going in between the sensations of being scared and angry, to resisting the temptation to ask him to just hold her close and tell her everything would be alright.

OOC:: I'll post more of this later, I'm getting distracted!

Posted by Orocia Agua on 05-17-2002 10:51 PM:

OOC: the end of the school year is always a flaming bitch.

IC:

She could feel her throat constrict tightly as she saw those inquiring two-tone eyes look up at her in wonder; she instantly recognized who he was. While she was struggling for breath, quietly gasping in quick breaths void of air in near-panic, she felt her heart have its blood squeezed out in one quick burst. She felt the most sickening, empty feeling ever, as she felt her heart fall and hit the pit of her stomach in a thud and the weight of it with the blood seemed to push down and make her feel all the more lifeless. The feel of that weight pushing down and her lungs straining to push out and fill up with air combined into a cruel paralysis.

Her voice was gone, no breath there large enough to sustain it. Her muscles froze into stone. Her throat closed, and though she felt trapped in a locked room that she was panicking to escape from, the room was empty. Her mouth hung slightly ajar and trembled with weak breaths, and her nails nearly pierced into her arms as she held herself tightly. Her eyes stared, open and wide and unsure, at this little boy. She looked like a marble statue: she was silent and stiff, save for her quivering lips; but with the blood having rushed away in fear, they looked belonging instead to a whispering apparition, and Orocia's face was equally as pale as a ghost's.

Or more likely, it looked like she had just seen a ghost.

"......my Goddess...," she managed to finally whisper to herself, choking a little before she could go on,"....that's my son!"

OOC: continued in Gran Adageros.

Posted by Sayomara on 05-18-2002 05:29 PM:

people start showing up

Sayomara when out to in to Parvini to see who had come some far. Outside the hut which had been given to him found a town one of the towns people Sayomara found a town overrun with people. From the different type of clothing Sayomara could tell almost all the tribes were now there. The Counsel would start soon and then they come banish the Shadow from Farai.

As Sayomara walked around he found many of his friends that he had invited like Aeveris and the rest of the Oakrunner Clan. All the tribes were starting to find their way. The Melios had moved quickly to get the word out to all the tribes and now almost everything there and ready to go. There were a few rumors that there was anther meeting going on to the north in Rysend but Sayomara didn’t worry too much about it. Because if they were meeting it meant that they knew about the shadow and they would come as soon as they could.

After the next few hours of introducing himself to many of the new tribal leaders, telling them about himself and this mind. Most seems fairly interested helping fight the shadow. Sayomara also noticed that they were a couple dark figures walking around the edge of town Sayomara could sense the shadow magic running though them. But he had expected this. Its one the major down side was letting word of the counsel be so open but this way at least this way they would be able to act as soon as a decision would be made. Sayomara went to Aeveris, “Aeveris would and your clam keep a eye on the those characters.” Pointing to the people he had sensed the shadow in. “I can feel shadow magic them, and I while I do many of the mages that are coming to help us practice shadow magic it seems far greater in these people.

“I don’t like them ether. I will do as you ask and if they try to cause trouble we will take care of it.” Then Aeveris pulled up this loon cloth and walked off.

After Sayomara sight returned he decided to check out the town hall and make sure it had been sent up in the way he wanted. Sayomara had also asked that the hall be locked to keep it in order. Otherwise there was normally a drinking party there every Friday night. But the locals seemed to understand and thus they had had there drinking parties out of town since Sayomara had arrived. It was for the Best any ways since there had been quite a bit of drink going with so many tribes coming together, many seen this as a great time to Celebrate life and old friends. Sayomara knew that it wasn’t time for high spirits but he wasn’t going to stop it ether. Things were going be very grim very soon so many should have their last bits of merriment.

As Sayomara approached he had seen a young man with a girl at his side. Knocking on the door to the town hall. “I wonder what these two are up. They aren’t mages and most of the other young people are still with there tribes. These two really seem out of place. But maybe they have a good reason for being here.” Sayomara thought as the approached. Ether way he was going to find out soon enough. “Hail Friends how can I help you?”

The man turned around, “I am Keigo Mallard and I’m looking for the counsel that is being held here in Parvini.”

“Well son you have the right place but you our a bit early, but luck has smiled on you. Because I am Sayomara Waverunner and Ice master, I’m also the one that called this counsel.” The Kid seemed interested but he was doing he best not to show it. “If you would like then we can go back to my hut and talk about it.”

Keigo nodded and the three walked back to his hut talking about great history of Farai and the Great defeat of the Balanum and Nyliam by Farai.

OCC Keigo if you don’t like anything-here just pm me and I will change it.

Cue: bara, keigo

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Posted by Bara Chinder on 05-18-2002 07:03 PM:

It had taken a few days to Get things in order. The Two Sleebhfir had gone back to inform the morrigan of progress with the Laimh Dearag. On their arrival back at Rysend The other four made ready to travel.

A good natured conversation struck its self up along the way. Bara however listened only. He heard of the background of the two Silverblade scouts and their adventures. He listened to Conchuirs tales and questions and carefully avoided telling anything himself for a good while.

The gang Camped early enough on the first day. They were not going to force march the journey. They had a lot to do yet.

Early in the next day, the conversation rekindled by the may sun, Bara found Himself subject to the questions of the scouts.

"What about you Bara?" Asked Ascher, "Your the same tribe as us, tell us your story."

Bara felt quite uncomfortable answering questions about his past, but he endured.

"I am the son of a brave, he became a chief. I dont know. I lost contact with my family, they cast me out." He hammered his way trough his answer. Desensitising it with his matter-of-fact attitude.

"After that I wandered living off the land and trapping Untill I found the creatirs light, and Conchuir hijacked me into this quest."

Along this line the conversation went. Bara sprinted and dodged his way through personal details, but was more than happy to talk about the matters at hand.

They discussed spawn, building armies and the strengths and weaknesses of each tribe in battle.

Conchuir observed an unusual knack for developing strategies, he was coming up with attacking formations with out noticing.

After the second day the group settled down to rest. Conchuir was going to ask Bara about his ideas But was distracted by talk of horses with Enda.

The group would reach Parvini a few days after.

OOC: ok Ill be in Parvini in a few days.

Cue: Sayomara, Keigo, whomsoever else is involved.

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Posted by Amethyst on 05-20-2002 02:01 PM:

What happens next?

Amethyst reached the forest's edge. The clean air raised her wearied spirits, the sun seemed to speak its praise to her. The feeling of freedom was more than she had every dreamed. Everything was different, far more beautiful than she ever imagined, locked upin her cage, deep in the dungeons. She wasn't totally free yet, however. She was still their property and they would seek her out, follow her and bring her back. She must flee.

Amethyst walked on the road with weary, bare feet, The sores of old opening up again. She grumbled, but was willing to continue, only with the fact that it would bring her a life of joy and unbound free will.

By night Amethyst could travel no further. Not even her will to be free could drive her to walk another step. She tumbled to the ground and fell instantly asleep on the road, the moon casting its pale light on her still body.

When Amethyst awoke she was on a bed of straw, a thin wool blanket draped over her. She was in a small barn, the gentle smells of cooking food wafting to her nose.

Amethyst stirred and turned to see a kindly peasent woman, seeming only in her mid thirties. She smiled at her.

"Good morning! Well, I should say afternoon. Deary me child, I never thought someone could sleep as long as you. What on earth were you doing out on that road in the first place, your feet are rubbed raw to the bone!"

Amethyst tried to speak but her throat closed. It was parched from dehydration. The woman caught notice of this and poured water into a cup from a skin. She was reasonably tall, with pale brown hair, cut to the nape of her neck. Her eyes were a pale green, with pale skin. She was obviously a peasant woman, with thin clothes. She was cooking over an open fire, eggs and pancakes simmering in the pan. Amethyst smiled and accepted the water, downing it in one gulp.

"Deary me! Take it all in one gulp..."

"Sorry..."

"Do not apologize child. Oh! I forgot to tell you my name...I'm Kalay. And you are?"

"Amethyst."

"What a strange name...oh never mind. What were you doing out on that road? You were completely unconcious."

"I was? Well I'm running away...from my bondage."

"Your a slave?"

Amethyst nodded solemnly and reached for the food Kalay offered her. The food was delicious. Amethyst was accustomed to eating porridge and oatmeal mush, with water and sometimes some stale bread. The eggs, she had never tasted them, same with the pancakes. They were dreamy.

After spending the rest of the day, and another night with Kalay, Amethyst was sent off on her journey again, this time supplied with a fair amount of food and water. She was equipped with shoes and a cloak of fine wool. For what she appeared, Kalay was reasonably rich for her class. She was benevolet and Amethyst would repay her with her life, if she ever came across her again.

The traveling was light, with lest haste for her muscles were sore as were her feet, which were worn raw.

Finally Amethyst saw a town. The looming walls reaching to the sky, the bricks bleached white from the sun. The bustling life gave Amethyst a sudden fear, and she was prepared to flee again, run away from those who may hurt her. But she was hungry and needed food...more pressing was her need for money.

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Posted by Merelania Hitoshinen on 05-20-2002 05:31 PM:

Merelania ran up behind Kane, who had turned his back to her now as he was walking away, and grabbed both of his shoulders, turning him around. She looked at the left side of his face and winced slightly. She shuddered at the sight and hoped she could heal him well enough. She wasn't sure how far she could go with her powers yet. But she really wanted to help him.

"Urgh...look at me...I need to take a good look at you." she whispered to him patiently, though he kept pulling his face away from her view.

She grumbled something angrily about men who want to act tough around girls. She then pulled him by the neck, so he was looking straight at her, face to face. He looked at her and smiled, then ceased. She just smirked and set her hand to his cheek. His face was darkly reddened, bleeding a bit still, and very hot. She winced at how painful it must be to Kane, yet he did not stir when she touched the burnt skin. She tried to smile and hoped she could help.

Meanwhile, Sen had gotten up clumsily and wiped some sweat from his brow. He walked over beside the two and sat down again, exhausted, and waiting his own turn to be healed. He ached all over, from Kane's brutal training today, but he figured it would be worse later on, when they had practiced more. But he was sure he'd improve his own skills and maybe surpass Kane one day, but that was by far, a long-term goal of his.

Kane looked at Merelania standing in front of him and straightened up. He failed to smile now that Sen had moved nearer to them, and he also hadn't wanted to seem too obvious to the girl. All he could think about was how he had been worried about her yesterday as he looked at her silently. It was a strange feeling to him. He also thought of his wound leaving a scar, but that was the least of his troubles because he knew she would be able to fix it up for him. He just waited for her to heal the burn and be done with it, for he wasn't a very patient man.

Merelania smiled gently before closing her emerald eyes to concentrate on her inner healing powers. She had thought about other things, while holding him a bit closer then usual, and wondered if he actually had been worried about her the other day. But she knew she'd have to let her mind stray from the thoughts of the moment and assist him. She lifted her hand slightly from his face to gain some energy. Then, she felt a cool rush flowing into her fingers. "This is it, I can do it..." she mumbled quietly to herself in doubt. She rested her fingertips on his smouldered cheek, allowing herself to think only of rejuvenating the wound. Suddenly, she felt the rush of cool water flow from her fingertips and disappear as it touched his warmed cheek. The flesh cooled quickly and the skin portrayed it's natural color once more, leaving not a single mark on his cheek. She opened her eyes, looking at his face only for a moment's glance, to notice his own eyes were closed and his head rested gently against her hand, tilting against it, seemingly the softness of her hand soothing the wound further.

She smiled cheerfully and tilted his head upright again. He opened his eyes immediately and stared at her for a second, startled by the quick movement. He hadn't noticed she had finished already.

"All better now?" she questioned him kindly. Kane abruptly nodded and thanked her just as well, seeing as he couldn't think of anything else to say. Merelania then turned to Sen.

"Now for you...!" she said enthusiastically to the boy on the ground. He smiled weakly, unable to get up. He had a number of bruises and scrapes all over his body that made him ache extremely and he was glad Merelania was there to cure him.

Merelania quickly knelt down beside him and almost fell on top of him. She sat back up and shook her head. She began to feel strange, but felt she had lost her breath and stumbled forward so she simply ignored it. Sen looked at her, arching a brow in concern but allowed her to continue. She rested her hand on the first wound she saw and concentrated deeply. The bruise healed simply so she began another and another until only one was left to be healed. Her eyes then began to lose focus and she got lightheaded, straining to find the last wound with her now poor sight.

Sen looked at her confused and sat up a bit, grabbing her hand.

"Merelania, are you allright?" he asked her in a concerned tone.

"Yes, er...I'm fine...don't worry about me. Just some dust in my eyes..." she lied, but she had no idea what was going on so she didn't know what to tell him.

"Are you sure...?" he asked once more.

"Yes, now hush. I'm almost finished.." she whispered to him, a bit agitated that he was now noticing her confusion, but he obeyed her command and quieted.

She rested her hand upon the last bruise, but couldn't concentrate clearly. She had no idea what was happening to her, but she wanted to finish. She needed to help him. Then he would be better again and they could all go back to the comfortable inn and begin thinking about their trip out of Noit. All these thoughts rushed into her head at the same time, distracting her concentration on his bruise. She lifted her eyes from Sen's body unexpectedly after decently healing the last wound. Her eyes then rolled back in their sockets and she collapsed onto the ground, sprawled out with her lungs heaving for air, fainted...

Cue: Whoever wants this one? Heh heh. Sorry so short.

Posted by Freija Lumis on 05-20-2002 06:29 PM:

And the time comes...

The ship was tossed like a child's toy in the rough seas. A sudden squall had appeared with out warning and ravaged the ship. Tyr was screaming out orders and men were scrambling about, trying to wrestle with stubborn ropes and grabbing at cargo that had slipped from the lines that held them to the deck. Freija had no time to throw up over the side of the ship, because it was hard to keep track of it. She just huddled in a corner where she'd not be in the way. Ryudo was scrambling up the crows nest, almost being knocked off several times.

"MAN OVERBOARD! MAN OVERBOARD! STARBOARD SIDE!" Ryudo screamed over the winds and waves. Tyr barely heard his voice and threw herself against the rail, watching as a man's head barely kept itself above the waves that pulled him under time after time.

"GET ME A ROPE!" Cried Tyr, not even bothering for an answer. She ran and grabbed a rope that once held the cargo and threw it out to the man, who scrambled to grab it. It took Tyr seven or so tries until he finally latched on. With a few mighty pulls the man was pulled aboard. There was no time for a thank you or any pleasentries of any kind. Despite his despicable position the crewman worked deftly.

Finally the sudden storm finished, the seas returning to the state as if nothing had happened. The sky was clear with few clouds and there was no sign of there ever been a squall, except for the crates of cargo that had seen misfortune and were tossed into the water. The crew salvaged what they could and tied them down on the deck, far more firmly this time.

Freija crawled out of her "hidey hole" and gave up what she had in her stomach to the still water, gentle waves emitating from the ship as it moved.

"Ugh...this is why I hate to sail..." Muttered Freija, coughing and sputtering.

Ryudo sighed, his hands worn from hard labor and looked at the pathetic, drooped over form of Freija.

"Aw. Poor Freija still sick?"

"Shut up, Ryudo..."

Ryudo bellowed a laugh and went back to work, the silhoette of Mt. Korovan towering in the distance. Soon they would dock.

"Drop the anchor, lower the masts! Lower the small craft!" Bellowed Tyr, running from one end of the deck to the other, yelling her orders to the wearied men, who were all to happy to be docking again. Freija looked on, trying to figure out what she should do. The crew gave her not so much as a glance.

Finally Freija, Ryudo and Tyr loaded up in one of the row boats that were lowered in the sea, gently lapping against the stationary ship.

The rough sound of wood against sand floated to Freija's ears, heralding their landing on the Korovan beach.

A temple was barely visible from the beach, its marble walls like an ivory statue perched pecariously on the mountain's top. The sun reflected off of the temple, giving it an air of beauty and surreal appearance against the stark brown and grey cliffs that supported it. Freija took a deep breath and led the expedition to the top.

The hike was aruous and extreme, so only the fittest could reach the temple, which was the first step of reaving the worthy. The temple, upon reaching it, was magnifisant, like an oasis in the desert. Breathing hard Freija stood at its gate, a cool air rushing from the south, bathing the travelers in a welcoming breeze.

The main room was spacious and appropriatly cool, with marble steps winding upwards to a room. Before Freija was a massive oaken door, ornate carvings lavishing themselves like a golden emblem set in ivory. She approached it slowly and the doors swung open, beckoning her to enter.

The room was dark as pitch, with no sound and it seemed to have no air. It was like a vacuum. She did not move and felt a light breeze on the nape of her neck. Freija swung around to be facing a spirit-like man, dressed in long flowing robes of silver and gold. A beam of light from no where cascaded on his figure, his silvery white hair refracting this light, casting it into the abyss.

From her right came another form. The figure was female, dresed in a gown of firey red and orange, gold thread and jewelry decorating the cloth. She smiled, a beam of light illuminating her. She had hair of crimson, that shimmered in the strange light. To her left came another male, his figure bathed in light. He was dressed in blue, from his head to his feet. His hair was a pale bluish shade. The man before her moved to her left, another form appearing where the first man had been. He was clothed in brown, with hair of tree bark, with long robes of green and brown, decorated with fine neetlework and jewels. The older man, dressed in silver, spoke.

"You come to the temple for dedication."

The woman spoke next.

"You may be the few to succeed."

"If you do, you will have powers." Said the man in brown.

"That will judge your future, and change your life forever." Said the man in blue.

Freija felt her heart pounding, the thump almost audible in the silent room. Suddenly the four disappeared, and light blinded her. The light was sudden and she found herself surrounded by the four, their eyes boring holes in her body, staring into her soul. She felt heat rise from the ground, envelope her body and burn...burn...

Freija screamed in pain. The fire was now an inferno. She felt her skin peel and ignite, she felt her clothes and hair waste away to nothing. The pain was enormous.

Freija fought, fighting for air that did not contain the reek of sulfer and burning flesh. Freija screamed and fought with her will. She threw her hands up and felt the heat subside. She looked up and saw fire pouring from her palms, shooting in a collumn towards the sky. She felt her skin, hair and clothes mend themselves together.

The room fell dark, silent and airless. The vacuum caused Freija to gasp for air and collapse. But collapse on what? There was no floor...

The doors swung open, light flooded in, but was absorbed by the void. Freija walked on nothing and exited. She glanced at her right hand, the symbol of fire ki burned on it. Freija smiled and walked to Ryudo and Tyr, talking amongst themselves and having a conversation with the passing monks and mages.

"Ah! Fire?" Said Ryudo, noticing the symbol burned into her hand.

"Yeah! I'm rather happy now." Freija grinned and Tyr quirked a smile.

"Congrats." Said Tyr, almost under her breath.

Freija beamed.

"Would you like to be dedicated?" Said an old man, dressed in the clothing of a mage, his hands pocketed in his wide sleeves, his worn, kindly face beaming, his eyes signifying that he was speaking to Tyr.

CUE: Your turn Tyr!

Posted by Tyr Aulnay on 05-21-2002 05:01 PM:

Visiting Parents part 1

She turned to see a wise looking old man with his hands in his pockets. She wondered why would she ever need to be dedicated. There was no point in it. She was just a pirate. What could she do with whatever power she would get. She was hardly using the one she had now.

“What for?”

“It could be a key element in your destiny.”

“Oh so I have a destiny now eh?”

“Everyone has a destiny.” said Freija as she giggled

“We’ll I don’t believe in that stuff.”

We’ll not fully but anyway..

“Oh well.”

“Just go for it. What harm could it do?”

“Plenty harm to my pride if I fail.”

Pulling out her cutlass, she walked around the old man pointing it him. She was very suspicious of the old mans intentions and wanted to know his true reason for this.

“Besides what if this is a trick on my life!?”

“Why would I want to do that?”

“To avenge a town I’ve robbed from.”

“This is obsurd. Just stop whining and do it.” said Ryudo

“Fine!”

She quickly grabbed her cutlass and stomped to the temple. The old man raised up his hand to protest. He ran to her as if something was wrong.

“Do not bring that sword into the temple.”

“Oh so your going to tell me what to do now also?”

“Please. Instead bring the Arcana.”

“What? How do you know about that.”

“Don’t worry about that till later. Just take it with you.”

“Grr… Fine.”

She dropped the cutlass and took the Arcana into her hand. She this time walked slowly to the doors. They began to open with a wide creak that almost frightened her.

There is no way I should be afraid of this.

But she was. This could be a chance of a lifetime when she realized it. It seemed as if this did lead to something important in her life. She breathed fast deep breaths as she walked into a wonderful seen of a city. It looked like her hometown. It felt like her hometown. It smelled like her hometown, so she assumed she was home and began to walk about, but as she turned to her right she saw a small house that interested her. It felt homey and comfortable. It was as if she was already used to that place. She felt a connection to it that drawn her closer to it. She walked over to the place and raised her hand to knock on the door. Her hand was stopped by the sudden sound of a familiar voice.

“Come in dear, suppers on the table.”

Who the hell?

The woman grew a little impatient with her and walked quickly to the door. Pulling the door open she grabbed Tyr by the arm and dragged her in house. Tyr tried to break free from her grasp but the woman was very strong for the looks of her age and held a firm grip. She began to drag her to the table.

“What? Afraid of your dear old mother are we? I felt your presence from the moment you walk to you door.” She said as she pulled

As they were close to the table the old woman, who clamed to be her mother, pulled out a chair for Tyr and forced her down. She went to her very small cupboard and pulled out a two broken cups. they were chipped on all over the top and looked as if they had been used for a very long time. She walked back to the table and placed one in front of Tyr.

“Tea? Its not the finest brew, but it’ll put a perk in your step.”

There maybe poison in it.

“Um… No thanks.”

“Alright. I’ll just pour some in case you get thirst then darling.”

Picking up the tea and pouring it in her cup, she spilled some on Tyr burning her lap. She screamed in pain and ran to the sink to wash some of it off. The old woman tore a peace of cloth from her clothing and walked over to Tyr. Tyr was jumping in pain turning on the cold water and splashing her pants with it.

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Posted by Sekirah Partam on 05-22-2002 11:37 AM:

Corner, for Sekirah and Amanda, it was a destination by necessity more than choice. They had arrived from the islands of the burning crescents two days earlier and were forced to bake the street their bed, having no money of their own to rent a room at an inn. They both needed to find some work.

Sekirah had given up any hope of seeing Cedric or Ewen ever again. He was sure that they had both perished in the storm or while drifting out at sea. The only person he had left was Amanda, a blessing and a curse at the same time. He didn’t exactly mind having her nearby; he just found it very hard to control himself around her, since she was always flirting with him. Not so much now that they were in a dire situation, and for that he was grateful.

The two of them strolled through the streets of Corner, looking more and more like the thieves and homeless that lived there on a day-to-day basis. Every business owner they had approached about a job had summarily turned them down.

It was then, near the main gate out of the city that they met him, or rather eavesdropped on him. He was a wealthy merchant from Akaros, traveling north through Gania to reach the way gate. He was arguing with a rough looking man that Sekirah guessed was a mercenary. His guess was soon proved correct as the duo drew closer.

“I can’t afford to pay you that much!” the tall, young merchant exclaimed, lying through his teeth.

“If you want to get through Madain’s Pass then it’ll cost you that much for my services. Protection comes at a high price these days,” the unshaved mercenary growled back.

Sekirah looked the man over. He was tall, and very muscular, not quite as large as Ewen. He had a breastplate about his torso and worn looking plate armor clung to his arms as well as a pair of hard, leather bracers. He wore nothing to protect his shaved head, which left a tattoo behind his left ear in plain sight. The body art depicted a serpent and it’s tail curled around the bottom of the man’s ear.

“I’ll do it if you supply me with a spear, allow this young lady to come with us and pay enough to get both of us through the way gate with you,” Sekirah said, stepping forward. Both men turned to look upon the Lunari in tattered and dirty clothing. “And maybe enough to buy us both some new clothes as well.”

“That’s certainly less than this man is demanding, but how do I know you’re any good?” The merchant asked.

“I’m certainly better than this vagrant,” Sekirah commented and the other mercenary’s face curled into a sneer. Sekirah showed the mark on his hand, indicating that he was a Silverblade.

“Idiot, I have the mark, too,” the larger man said, raising his hand as well. Sure enough, he, too, was marked as a Silverblade. “You’ll have to prove that you can best me instead of showing off with those flowery words. Everyone knows I’m the best mercenary this side of the Pass, you’re the one that no one’s even heard of.”

“True enough,” Sekirah complied. “Get me a spear.”

“You’re in luck, young man,” The merchant commented. “I happen to have a good supply of weapons with me to trade in Asheri.” He moved over to his horse drawn wagon. It was obvious, from the size of the kart, why he needed protection on the way through the pass. “Here’s a spear that should be to your liking, but I fear that your luck may have run out, if you think you can fight this man.” The merchant gestured toward the gruff mercenary with a spear that he had removed from a large rack within his covered wagon.

A group of guards that had spotted Sekirah and the other mercenary preparing for the fight moved toward them at a half-jog, under their heavy mail. “If you wish to duel, you must do so outside the city walls,” one said. “If you do not comply, we with be forced to throw both of you in a cell.”

Sekirah nodded and the gates were opened for them. The two mercenaries made their way out to a sandy clearing, with tropical forest around them, the city walls barely visible through the foliage. Amanda and the merchant looked on in anticipation. The two men took their stance.

The mercenary had a slight advantage with the armor protecting him, but Sekirah also had the advantage of greater speed. Sekirah gripped the spear in his hands, like a quarterstaff. It was a bit lighter than he would have liked and felt almost flimsy, but he wouldn’t have time to complain about it.

With a shout, the larger man charged, his large sword gripped firmly in both of his hands. Sekirah sidestepped him easily and spun to strike him on the back as he passed. To his surprise, the wood of his spear met with the cold steel of the mercenary’s sword. The man was much faster than Sekirah had thought and his underestimation would cost him the last two feet of the spear. The wood was as flimsy as he had thought.

There was an upside that Sekirah noticed. The wood had splintered into a sharp point. Sekirah did not hesitate to bury it in the man’s knee, where he had no armor, and kick him squarely in the face as he recoiled in pain and dropped his sword.

“Enough!” merchant yelled. “I’ve made my choice. Congratulations spear-wielder, you’re taking me though the pass. Rest up at an inn. I’ll take care of the fee. We leave in the morning.”

The injured mercenary cursed at himself and limped away, not even taking the time to strap his sword to his back. He obviously wasn’t used to loosing and he didn’t like it. Sekirah hoped that he would have a better spear if they ever met again.

Amanda’s eyes sparkled with adoration as Sekirah walked over to her. She had never seen him in a fight before and now that she had, she could barely contain her affection. Sekirah read all this as plainly as if it was written on her tattered blouse. He once again told himself that he must keep his own feelings inside, for her sake. She shouldn’t fall in love with a man like him; a murderer.

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Posted by Kane Tallon on 05-23-2002 03:41 PM:

OOC:Sorry its a bit short and a bit late, but that's 'cause of multiple Pc problems and otherwise.

IC:Kane just picked up his weapons when he heard a noise. He turned his head, he saw Merelania faint. "Merelania!" Kane dropped his weapons. As the weapons hit the floor wit a loud thump some dirt tossed around on the floor. Kane ran over to Merelania, seeing her fall slowly he tried to speed up. Sen thought quickly and caught her, and then he rolled her on to her back. Kane stopped abruptly and knelt down beside her. "Merelania...Merelania!" He shook her softly, hoping it would nudge her to awaken. "Shit! Sen, got some water?"

"O, of course, here." Sen untied a water pouch from his belt and gave it to Kane, who snatched it from him and unscrewed the top. Then he poured some into Merelania's mouth, but she still didn't wake up. Kane gritted his teeth and frowned.

"Best thing is if you take my weapons, I'll carry Merelania..." Kane said and looked at Sen.

"Where to?"

"The inn, quickly...!"

"On my way already."

Kane placed a hand under Merelania's head, lifted it and slid his arm under. The same he did at her knees. Carefully he got up, making sure she wouldn't fall. Then, he tightened his grip and turned-immediately he started running Sen right behind him.

"Once we get to the inn," Kane said and tilted his head towards Sen, "Just throw my weapons into my room, then get some water drenched cloth."

"Ok, put Merelania on to her bed then."

"Yes...". Sweat ran down Kane’s forehead, probably not because of physical exhaust, but more of the worry. The same with Sen, but Kane couldn't tell if he was just tired. "Faster!" Kane snapped and his legs started moving like a machine.

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Merelania awoke in her room, she rolled her head to the side and saw all shapes blurry. Then she caught something move, a figure-she could make that out, but she couldn't figure who it was. The figure came closer, then stopped at her bed, which she could tell she was in by the smooth pillow. The figure knelt down and brushed some streaks of hair out of her face.

"Merelania...are you...ok?" The figure asked hesitantly.

Merelania could tell it was Kane by his voice, "I'm a bit dizzy and I have a headache...but otherwise-"

"Have a glass of water...it will make the headache go away..." Kane propped her up, and reached for a glass of water on a nearby table. Then he took one hand and reached for hers, as he touched her hand, a somewhat strange feeling overcame him, quickly he pulled her hand closer and gave her the glass. He managed to smile but then spoke with a concerned and slightly angry voice. "Hey, don't do that again," He said as Merelania finished her water, "You got me all worked up...I'm worried about you, doesn't that get into your head?"

"I, I...you're worried about me?" She asked confused.

"Yeah...but now rest a bit more, it will do you good..." Kane said, in a tone Merelania, or anyone else had never heard him speak in.

"He...really is worried about me?" She questioned herself.

Kane walked downstairs after closing the door. Downstairs, he took a seat next to Sen, who was sitting at the bar. "So...do you think the training did you any good? Tell me...when do you wish to beat me in a fight?"

Cue: Merelania, or Sen, You both have opportunities to start off from...I think...

Posted by Noah Lantier on 05-23-2002 03:47 PM:

Madness redux........

Noah stood and leapt on top of Adaiva as she scrambled madly to her feet. The smaller woman cried out in surprise as she realized she would not make it to the safety of the undergrowth. The full weight of Noah's body slammed on top of her, pushing her to the earthen floor.

"That's it, Adaiva. There will be no more of this insanity!" Noah pushed his knee into the small of her back, pinning her. He wrapped the tent's cords quickly around her hands, hog-tying her in the spot. Freya continued to treat Sidd behind them, his vile wretching echoing over the empty plateu. Noah rolled Adaiva over, so she could face him. Noah began to speak, but she spat in his face.

"Get off me, you slimy rat bastard! I'll turn you into a toad! I'll rip out your intestines and use them to hang you! I'll......" Noah stood, cutting her satchel from her shoulder. Adaiva screamed as the leather strap broke, almost as if it was part of her. Noah went back to Freya, holding out the pouch.

"See if you can find anything in here to counteract that poison." Freya shuffled through the contents and gasped. She quickly seized an object inside and threw it over the edge of the plateu. Adaiva howled in fury, obscene words flowing from her throat. Noah looked at Freya worriedly.

"What was that?" He said.

"It's a plant called Madroot." She replied, wiping her hands off on Adaiva's satchel. "It makes those who touch it slowly mad. The root itself, when pulled from the ground, secretes a vile toxin which makes you go insane. You can't get rid of it, though, because it makes you crave it. It's a famous substance when ground down. There have been people smuggling it in the south....." Noah nodded. Freya quickly fixed an antidote for Sidd.

"I see. So that was what was making her so wierd.....I wonder if....." He never finished hsi sentence. Noah ducked quickly and rolled, barely avoiding the swipe of a shadowspawn's claws. He cartwheeled to his feet and drew his sword, pointing it threateningly at the creature. Freya crouched behind him, mixing another fulminating potion. Sidd whimpered helplessly as he drank the antidote, the poison still causing him to double over in pain. Adaiva laughed maniacally from behind the shadowspawn.

"No.......not these things again!" The sun was setting at Noah's back. They'd have to finish it soon, or the shadowspawn would have an advantage. The creature turned and charged at the helpless Adaiva, roaring as it ran. Noah charged as well, golden fire springing down the length of the blade. The creature leapt sideways to avoid his strike and began to run the other way at Freya and Sidd.

Sidd stood defiantly and threw something. The creature bit down on the object and tripped over itself in pain as it realized that it had swallowed a dagger, pinning it's jaws shut. Noah came down upon it, slicing the creature neatly in half. The remains fell as Noah turned and grabbed Adaiva, pulling her back to the safety of camp. Sidd built up the fire as Freya washed Adaiva thoroughly to get rid of the Madroot toxins.

Noah stopped working when he realized something. Nothing was moving, save the wind. Even the night-time crickets had stopped their song.

"Dammit! Sidd, grab the torches and light them! Give one to everybody! Hurry and arm yourself!" The shadowspawn burst into the clearing. They were surrounded.

"Oh...." Sidd said, the fatigue left over by the poison apparent on his face. "I count nine, Noah. We can't face that many." Noah grit his teeth. The strain left over from the use of his power was taking effect and he would not be able to last much longer.

"Let's go."

They immediately flew into action. Freya flung her fulminating potion into the largest cluster, setting a few on fire. Sidd worked with his sword and torch in tandem, slicing and stabbing at the wounds with the flames. Noah loosed the energy once more, setting his blade aflame. He whispered softly to the sword and leapt into the frey. Adaiva awoke from her maddened state and stood clumsily, grabbing a nearby torch.

Sidd leapt above swinging claws and came down hard on one of the creatures, cleaving down into it's head. The creature fell lifeless to the ground. Deadly claws flashed like lightning in the firelight, slicing open wounds on Sidd's thigh. He roared in pain, but continued to fight, using the point of his sword to fling one of the dark minions into the center of the bonfire.

Noah fought as well as he could, slashing low with the blade, then spinning and striking downward from above. Three of the other creatures fell before him, their remains still steaming from the white heat of his sword. Slashes fell upon his back as one of the shadowspawn got behind him and sliced with it's claws. Freya ran by and shoved another of her foaming potions into it's mouth as Adaiva threw her torch. The creature sped off into the woods before the explosion was heard.

The group re-centered themselves around the campfire.

"Okay......now there's one left. But where did it go?" The question was followed by a mad howl. The creature flew from the bushes and sliced at Sidd's head. But Adaiva had already blocked it's path. The creature tore open a large gash in Adaiva's side as it landed. Adaiva fell and began to scream in pain. Noah attacked. The creature had learned it's lesson, though, and ran off. Noah threw his sword, impaling it from behind. The blade sizzled and grew dark again.

Freya was already attending to Adaiva. Sidd and Noah sat down on large rocks, nursing their wounds. Freya looked up worriedly.

"We need to get her to Bargra. She'll die if we don't get some magical healing quickly." Noah and Sidd nodded. Freya attended to their wounds as best as possible, then they made a makeshift stretcher from the tent. The group left the plateu in a hurry, all thoughts of a good night's rest left behind.

Cue: Anyone. mostly FREYA though. Heh heh......

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"Ah, for the thrill of travel!
How I wish I could wander where ever my heart wished,
with a sword in hand, my life in a pack upon my back, and a fair wind to speed me along on my journey.
To see things I have never seen and do things I will never do again.
The life of adventures is for me!"
-"Wanderlust" by Ashton Banker

Posted by Bara Chinder on 05-23-2002 04:15 PM:

Return to Parvini.

The last day of travel was a good one. The sun was hot but the cool breeze coming off the lake was more than enough for the band of six. The crew were riding in three pairs rather like a column, on the road approaching Parvini from the north. Ascher and Conchuir were at the front followed by Aodhna and Enda, discussing in and outs of the more than peculiar sleebhfir way of life, and at the rear were Cainas and Bara. The two had seemed to ride beside each other a good bit. One would say they were becoming friendly except for the fact that they hardly said a word to each other. Cainas was the quieter of the brothers and Bara it seemed had a hell of a lot on his mind.

Indeed he did. He wondered. How was this all happening? Why was it proving so easy? Why him? Granted Conchuir had done as much if not more work than Bara but at the end he always seemed to end up finishing the work. Now he was riding to Parvini to a meeting, with some 300-year-old mage, who just coincidently had the same aims as him. Matter of fact the circumstances of meeting Conchuir were a little bit far fetched. Was this some fate? It all seemed so easy after he had met the priest.

Bara made up his mind to see the priest when he got to Parvini.

Parvini was bustling. It was more swollen than Bara had seen it before. There were a lot of camps built on the outside of the city. People from surrounding lands moving in to find safety in numbers, various travellers and a large amount of people had arrived for the meeting.

First things first. They needed to find lodgings. This was little problem. Conchuirs shop had been opened by kinsmen of his seeing the influx of horses in need of care and training. The Forge had even been re-opened. The smiths trade place had little call for use but now Conchuirs’ Uncle, a picture perfect smith stereotype, was pounding away next door to the shop.

It didn’t take long for Conchuir to arrange a few good rooms for the men, and at no expense, as they bartered services for their keep.

Having eaten and drank their travels away the men set off about their business. Conchuir went straight to the shop to see how business was going, the two silverblades disappeared on their own errands and the sleebhfir headed to market. Bara hung around by the shop for a while until he plucked up the courage to go to the Temple.

Inside the air was thick with incense. A few people ware praying and some service was going on, on the alter. The old priest that Bara had met the last time he was in Parvini, stood eyes closed at the side of the alter. So, Bara waited contemplating what was going on and absorbing the atmosphere and peace of the place.

The priest walked over to Bara at length. “You have returned. You have come to meet master Sayomara no doubt. But tell me friend why do you come to see me?” He asked.

“I am confused and worried. I have a strange feeling that everything is happening to fast and too easily. I feel my quest is long and drawn out. Maybe futile. But I find no matter what I do I always seem to find a way to the next step. I cant explain…..Why is it all so easy? This should not be something that two men can do themselves.” Bara asked the priest as if he expected an answer.

“Did you not wish for a mission in life? Did you not require use? Why question her good hand?” The priest responded.

“But…..Why is it all this all so easy? Surly it must require more than this?” He protested.

“No Bara you do not see the full picture. Stories reach me from the sleebhfir Telling of a mighty warrior coming to join all the farai against the shadow. The horsemen tell me that word spreads through the ranks of a brave and his friend who have called the muster. Now the master returns to the land as is told in the oldest of tales to unite all. Sayomara has already brought many tribes and peoples, who you would have little chance of contacting, into Parvini. It all seems easy because it was meant to happen.”

The priest paused for a few seconds. “Bara it was fated to be this way. The creators hand guides you. I can see a glow around you. She guides you with her own hand. Rejoice! Travel forward and do her bidding!” With a clap on the shoulder the priest wheeled and swept off towards the back rooms of the temple. Shouting “ GO and visit me when your business here is done.”

Bara felt a warmth flow over him. He rose with confidence anew.

It did not take long to find where Sayomara was staying. Bara asked around and eventually found a few Melios who were fully aware of the where about of the enchanter.

On arrival at Sayomaras lodgings, Bara was confronted by a mountain of a man. He had a strange look to him and unfamiliar tribal markings. The mountain accosted him.

“Who are you who seeks to disturb Sayomara this late?” Elyas asked.

“I am Bara Chinder. I have Worked to unite the great tribes for a war against the forces of the shadow and now I must meet my ally.” Bara did not mince or hold back his words now. Elyas leaned his head to one side and then opened the door and walked in. Bara waited until he came back and motioned him into the chamber.

CUE: Sayomara. good to go buddy

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Gonna punish you for the things that youve done- Capdown

Posted by Tyr Aulnay on 05-23-2002 09:21 PM:

“Stop that now. We don’t need to mess up your garments.” the woman said as she walked to her

Tyr had enough of this. This lady was an obvious imposter and she didn’t feel like staying any long with this woman. She pulled out her musket and turned to aim it at the woman’s forehead. The woman dropped to her knees in fear and placed her arms above her head in mercy. Tyr watched her every move and did not move the musket away from her head. The woman began to scurry back to a corner and Tyr followed her with small strides.

“Mercy, my dear, mercy! I did not mean to upset you, but it is obvious that you have forgotten me. I didn’t mean to leave you at that orphanage so long ago, but there was no room for you here.”

Tyr stopped startled at what she had just said. She wondered how could she have known about an orphanage and if she was talking about the right one. She stepped back a little and looked at the woman with a confused face. A noise from the stairs startled her and she turned to see an old man with a familiar face. Her mind went away to a garden and there to a fountain. Herself as a child she saw standing by it with her hand over the water. Placing one finger over the water she made sudden ripples without touching it. She controlled them to a halt and the small ripples stood still. Tyr stood with amazement in her eyes but was yet sort of proud of what she could do.

“Good job. I see you’ve practiced.” said a manly voice from behind her

She closed her eyes as she suddenly felt a body move through her and opened them to see a man in front of her. He had walked right through her as if she was invisible. She felt her arms in amazement but could tell she was alive and solid. She didn’t know what to believe. The strange man dipped his hand into the water and lifted a tiny ball of water in it. Tyr starred at the strange sight and wondered if she had ever tried that before.

“Now time for some fun.” he said

He splashed the little Tyr in the face with the water and they together were splashing each other and looked as if they were having a good time. Little Tyr would hide under the fountain to get away but would always be caught and get even wetter than before. Tyr tried very hard to get a picture of the man’s face but didn’t get very far. Then one moment she saw his face as he turned to the exit out of the garden to chase after little Tyr. They ran down the path and Tyr turned to watch then and smiled. She never remembered having such a good friend before. The scene began to fade into black and Tyr saw nothing.

Father?

“Never forget who you are.” said an old mans voice

She soon came back to the old house scene and blinked her eyes to see if she wasn’t dreaming. Looking at her arm she noticed she still held the musket in her hand. She moved her arm down and starred at the man.

“What did you say?”

“I said don’t forget who you are, and most of all don’t for get what you’re here for.”

“But I know neither.”

“You are our daughter, and what you’re here for you will find out soon, but a clue is to follow your dreams.”

He walked slowly to her and stopped in front of her. Softly putting his hands on her shoulders he slowly embraced her with a loving hug. She felt like pushing him away but let him hold her. If it made him feel any better than she would let him do so. She backed away a little from his arms and tried to understand all that has been said.

“I can get a part of this but not all fully. I’m sorry I’ve treated you both with disrespect I just didn’t know who you were. You were the man from the fountain weren‘t you?”

The old man stepped back as if he had no idea what she was talking about. Tyr started to regret ever asking the question.

“Huh? What fountain?”

“The one in my childhood.”

“Oh you mean the one by the orphanage? Yes that was me. I taught you everything you needed to know.”

Tyr grew mad, as if betrayed. She couldn’t think her own father would trust her with the truth.

“How come you never told me it was you!?”

The man stepped back far from her. He seemed scarred that she might try to hurt him again. Tyr walked closer to him and backed him into the kitchen table. He tripped and fell. She gave him his hand to pull him up. He received her hand and placed a small compass in it.

“What’s this?”

“My gift to you. It’s the compass I used when I was captain of my own ship, some time ago. I was probably your age too but then I met your mother, and we‘ll I guess you can figure out the rest.”

“Thank you.. I will treasure it.”

A small jerk in the floors began and a broken glass from the cupboard fell and broke to pieces. Try picked her father up and placed him in a chair. She walked over to the cupboard and picked up the pieces of the broken glass. Her mother walked to her father and hogged his neck. Tyr turned to her parents wondering what had just happened.

“Do those jerks happen often.”

“Not usually. They happen sometimes, but we don’t worry about them so far. They haven’t done us any harm.” said her mother

The mother walked over to her and led Tyr back to the table.

“Stay here. I’ll make up a bed for you.”

She ran upstairs before Tyr could protest. Tyr tried anyway by yelling to her.

“But I don’t intend to stay over night!”

“Oh nonsense.” yelled her mother from upstairs “You need your rest it’s a long walk back to the docks.”

The sudden rumble came back again but this time it grew in force. It shook the table and the chairs and started to crack the windows. Soon the table fell over and a loud shriek came from up stairs. Tyr couldn’t hold on to anything and was afraid for her mother. She ran to the stairs wobbling to a fro. The stairs soon began to crack and tore apart. Her mother had no way of getting back down now. Tyr already presumed she was dead. But she could still save her father. She wobbled back to him and picked him off the floor. His eyes were closed as if dead, she checked and he was just un conscious. Looking out the broken window she noticed the street had a big crack in the road. Wide enough for anyone to fall through. It was obvious that they couldn’t go anywhere to safety. They were in a middle of an earthquake.

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Posted by Jack Gildern on 05-24-2002 04:28 PM:

Blueprints of a legendary machine.......

Jack finished working as Carlanus awoke. The old man shuffled about, making the morning tea. He seemed full of vim and vigor, even after only a few hours of sleep. Jack, however, had gotten none.

"You're too young to be looking the way you do, son. You need more rest...... and a bit of tea." He handed Jack a hot mug. Jack gratefully took it and poured a bit of liquid from a flask at his side into it. Carlanus looked at him questioningly.

"It's a bit of my own mixture. It'll put a bit more kick in this weak crap you've made." He turned back to his work. The blueprints had been done for a week, but Jack spent the better part of five days testing and re-testing the strange metal he called Aurium.

"Anything new on the properties of that metal?" Carlanus asked. But it was a rhetorical question. Jack could already see the old man searching, probing, analyzing the rock by looking at it. When the Carlanus was satisfied, he stepped away and began to make breakfast.

"Well, Carl, I've found it conducts sound VERY well. So good, in fact, that when it is focused........" Jack wrapped his jacket sleeve around the sides of the rock and hit the back of it sharply. The high-pitched ringing produced became louder, the following effect of the tremendous sound waves knocking over the mug of tea on the desk. Carlanus stopped what he was doing and approached Jack.

"My boy, I think you've found it! That's exactly what we need to take the tower down! We should begin mining right away!" Jack made to protest, but clacked his jaw shut when Carlanus wheeled a ore mining machine out into the den.

"That'll do......." Jack grinned. Within minutes, they had the machine up and running, digging hard on the wall. Unfortunately, they had to find ways to cover their ears to avoid going deaf from the ensuing sound waves. But the work went smoothly and, by the end of the day, they had mined a good deal of the rock. Carlanus smiled.

"Finally got around to making that new room I wanted." Jack grinned and lit another cigar. He moved the cart full of metal to a storage shed outside, where the work would begin for building the Earthquake Machine. It was only a matter of time and effort now...........

Cue: Um...........Jack? Heh heh........

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Posted by Tyr Aulnay on 05-24-2002 06:54 PM:

Visiting parents part 2

The cracks in the walls got deeper and deeper until there became holes in the wall. Not knowing what to do Tyr placed her father down in a corner and stayed close by him. She sat next to him and held him tight. Looking up at the ceiling she watched, for her last moments of life, the pieces of wood fall off. She turned back to her father and buried her head in her arms. Crying and hoping to be saved, she closed her eyes and never noticed the scene turn dark.

A sudden chill came over her and she opened her eyes to complete darkness. Not knowing where she was going, she got up and moved her arms around in front of her to see if she was bumping into something. There was a sudden chill all around her that made her stop and look down. There she saw fog by her feet and then felt soil below them. She wondered how could this all happen to her. The soil led a path and on the sides of the path were trees. She was walking through a forest. The trees were tall but didn’t have many leaves on them. It looked as if she was deep in a forest, and since she didn’t know what forest she was in she couldn’t do anything to escape.

From a distance in the fog she saw a tiny figure run through the trees. Then a second one followed. They came closer and looked as if they were chasing each other through the forest. Tyr stopped and ran off the path to hide by a tree to see who they were. They came close enough to be seen and looked like a small girl and boy. Running all around the looked as if they had known all corners of the forest. Tyr decided to follow them to safety and to then find a place to stay for the night. The children soon ran past the tree she was standing behind and ran straight past her without even noticing.

“I’ll get you!” yelled the small boy

“We’ll you will have to run faster than that!” replied the girl

Tyr smiled it seemed like everything she saw had a happy beginning. She felt something in her hand and opened it to see the compass that her father had given her. Wondering how she still had it, she placed it in her pocket and started following the children. Staying back, she hid behind trees that were away from them, and slowly moved to the next. The forest seemed way too big than it should of to Tyr. She never remembered a forest as big as this one in the past. The children started to run faster to a voice up ahead. Tyr tried to keep up with them but was way far behind.

No don’t leave me here!

She ran with all her energy left until the children were finally gone out of sight. Tyr slowed down to a halt and looked all around here. The forest was very foggy and damp. It seemed as if she was going nowhere and was stuck here forever. She saw a giant rock not far from her and walked over to sit on it. Just as she was about to sit on the rock she noticed a symbol on the rock. It was a strange one sort of like a pentacle inside a triangle. Suddenly a light sprouted from her pocket. It came from the compass and grew as she moved closer to the giant rock. She stopped and starred into her pocket. As she started to open it the Compass began to rise and flowed out of her pocket. As it came out she noticed how the light came from inside and also from a marking on top of it. It looked exactly like the one on the rock. The compass rose and stopped at mid-chest in front of her. She reached up to grab it. As she tried to place it in her hand she was pushed back by a strong force, knocking her into a nearby tree.

The compass floated to the rock and placed itself in the perfect position upon it. As the two symbols meet another strong jerk in the ground. This time causing branches to shake. The rock soon began to drop down into the soil. The compass was given a chain and floated back in to the air before the rock sank deeply into the soil. The ground started to shake furiously trees from far away began to fall down. Tyr looked around in amazement and wondered how she could have gotten into another earthquake. She then looked at the compass that, with a light in it still, was suspended in air.

Get it before it’s destroyed…

She ran to the compass and stood in front to it starring at it. Fearing of being pushed back again she didn’t touch the compass. Suddenly the compass came to her and hung its chain around her neck. The compass stopped shining and hung from her neck like a normal necklace. She looked around to see the trees falling from far away and them then falling closer to her. The ground where the rock once stood stared to crack and shake hard. Tyr stepped back from the rocks old spot but turned to notice the trees falling in her direction. She could die either way and wanted neither. Plans for the future were in her head that would be done and completed before she died. She was already tired of earthquakes and wanted this to stop now.

The split in the ground grew bigger and the tree from behind started to fall. She closed her eyes as the two came close and raises her hands up to yell to stop.

“Stop it now!”

Flashes of blue light fame from her hands and split the tree in two and moved them to other sides away from her body. The light form her other hand hit the ground and as she used all her strength to stop the earthquake. She became very weak and dropped to her knees with her arms still out. Her eyes began to close as she totally fell to the ground. The coldness began to disappear around her and she felt great warmth from a light above her. As she looked up she saw a while light as if an opening appeared. She picked herself up and wobbled towards the light and at the end she fell to a concrete step.

CUE: Ryudo or Freija
OOC:wow that tool a long time... we'll im done so...

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Posted by Kaileigh Laeory on 05-24-2002 07:46 PM:

If the silence wasn't enough to wake up Kaileigh, it was the feeling of being watched that did. The eeried sensation crawled up her spine like a spider and caused the hairs on the nape of her neck to stand erect. Her eyes flew open and stared up at the sky, clear of all abstructions. She would find is beautiful, but her thoughts where elsewhere.

Slowly moving her head to look to the left, Kai craned her ears to listen. Slight movements, the sound of steady breathing.

Who could be here?

Squinting her eyes to appear alseep Kaileigh saw the hazy image of a man, and the smell of body odor and fish to accompany it. She stifled a cough, which was almost too much to bear and waited for a moment, gently moving her arm to pinch Reed on the arm. She waited and pinched him hard.

Reed flew awake and swatted at his arm, thinking he had been bit by some sort of insect. He jumped to his feet and brushed himself off, only to come face to face with the enemy, their mouths curling into a sneer, their weapons glinting in the faint light. Reed gave a little yelp and took a jump backward. Kaileigh remained on the ground, feigning sleep until the right time. A pirate lifted his rapier and brought it down, destined for her heart. She lurched to a sitting position, barely missing the blade. Kai twisted around and grabbed the hilt, wrenching it from the surprised man's hand. She stood up and gritted her teeth against the reluctant leg, throbbing now. She limped around and negotiated herself to lean against a tree and remain off her leg. She battled off the pirates, whom she counted nearly a dozen, with skill long forgotten in her soul.

Reed, on the other hand, wasn't nearly as lucky. He was currently weaponless and was fighting with an injured wrist. He found his moment and lunged between an oncoming two pirates and landed on the ground beside his makeshift bed. His hand flew beneath a balled up blanket and drew forth his spear, leaping to his feet. He clenched his hand in a fist around the spear's shaft and lunged forward, the spear tip pointed to the heart of an oncoming enemy. The man deftly blocked his attack, his rapier leaving a groove in the wood.

The fight continued on for quite some time. The pirates were more healthy than Kaileigh or Reed, but weren't as light on their feet and as agile as at least Reed. Kaileigh remained pinned to the trunk of the tree, battling with the stolen rapier while Reed had the advantage of movement.

Finally the last man dropped, who was Reed. He had finished off the last of the enemy and fell with exhaustion. Kaileigh was bloodied and ragged, her position limp and tired. Finally she fell to her knees, ignoring the pain in her leg. Falling from there to her back Kaileigh stared blankly at the stars of the sky.

"Well, you happy now? They're dead." Said Kaileigh, in a half daze, breathing hard.

Reed gave no answer, but his silence confirmed it. Kai panted until she regained her regular breath rate. The cool night air washed over her still body and soothed her many sores. Her most painful recent wound was a deep slash across her stomach, bleeding profusely and hurting far worse. Reed was equally afflicted, a deep gash running along his thigh.

"Well this is fun...left out here to die from massive blood loss..." stated Kai bitterly. Reed scoffed at this and struggled to his feet, ignoring the pain in his thigh. He limped to a bush and plucked from it berries and ground them into a juicy pulp in his palm. He ripped his pants and coated his injury in the makeshift salve, the pain increasing then subsiding.

"This should work...my father showed me this a long time ago."

Kaileigh dragged herself to the bush and plucked from it the ripe redish purple berries and mimicked Reed, coating her wounds. The pain was considerable until the juice succeeded in its job. The night continued on slowly.

When the sun rose above the peaks, the carnage was seen more clearly. Dead bodies, covered in flies and maggots, covered the battlefield. Animals, wary of Kaileigh and Reed's presence circled them, their eyes speaking their desire to get to the corpses. Kaileigh couldn't care less. She cared more about the seering pain in her stomach, and the countless others that scattered her body...

OOC: Keep it going Reed...the job was finished....now what?

Posted by Scarlet Rosenblade on 05-25-2002 01:00 AM:

A flash of silver rushed through a sea of red, severing it in two. Locks of Scarlet’s hair fell to the floor as she slowly pulled the blade of her katana through the rest of the flaming tresses. Her madness had fled, or grew, she did not know which, but now she concentrated on the task at hand. It had been several days since the ill fated proposal of marriage from Indigo, and she had spent those days locked away in deep thought.

She stood now letting her freshly cut hair dance over her shoulders. It was much lighter now that over a foot and a half had been cut. Dusk bathed her room in the deep orange glow of the fading sunlight as she crossed to where she laid out her gear. Moving with deliberation, she began to don an outfit of hardened red leather that would serve as armor in combat. Curling lines of gold wound their way across the border of the cuffs and bodice and gleamed in the vanishing light. She strode out onto the balcony facing into the wind, looking more like a warrior than a princess about to forsake her kingdom and the mission that had been spread before her. No tears came. No regret passed through her heart. She knew what she had to do, and severing her ties to Indigo had only been the beginning. The only way she had been able to was by comforting herself with the thought that maybe their love would survive and reunite them one day.

But for now it would only get in her way. She stood watching the sunset until the horizon had faded from orange to pink and gradually into purple. Stars shimmered like distant beacons, whose calls would be answered by the young woman standing like a pillar in a sea of anguish and torment. Nothing could touch her now. No horror could make her lay weak and trembling. She knew what she must be done, what terrible task lay before her.

She must find and kill Reika.

On her bed lay a pack of supplies and another bag full of gold Grans, enough for her to buy a house and live comfortably for several years. A smile, wry smile crossed her lips as she thought aloud.

“I started alone……”

She strapped her katana to her back, shouldered her pack, then flew out into the night not knowing when or if she would return.

OOC: Scarlet has flown the coop so to speak. There is no note and no possible way to find her by any conventional means. She's on her own now.

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Posted by Sayomara on 05-25-2002 01:19 PM:

Bara and Sayomara Meet

A few days had passed since Sayomara had invited Keigo into this hut. It turned out well for both parties. Keigo because almost every bed in town had been filled and camps outside of town weren’t all that great ether. At least not for some that wasn’t use to them Sayomara liked having him around because he was willing to ask question that other people were afraid to ask like why are you doing this, and what was going to happen after the shadow is gone. Two things Sayomara hadn’t given much thought to sure the first one was easy to answer He was doing this because it was the right thing to do. The Second was a lot more difficult. He like most of the people who were in Parvini knew that Nylaim had taken over Lunis. And Without Lunis, Nylaim could be attacked from the south. The most Ideal thing would be to restore Lunis to the way it was Before the Great War but he didn’t know what the state of mind of the Lunis people. These were the big questions of course most of what Keigo asked went like, “How many Tribes are there?”

“Well there is the Laimh Dearag, Slibhfir, Lok'Miti, Fuairbionn, Capallan, and The Melios. I guess that’s five. Of course, there also most small clans like the Oakrunners, and People like the Free Knights and the Terrain Mages. Witch will be there to. Most of the Tribes and groups normally have nothing to do with each other but on these rare times when they come together there almost unstoppable.” And so the next few days had passed in just the same way with Keigo asking and Sayomara answering everything he could. Then on the fifth day after Keigo showed up Sayomara got word that Bara Chinder had been seen entering the outer camps on the north side of town. Sayomara quickly wrote out a note and put it in his pocket. Then he sent Keigo talk to the members of the Tribes to learn more about who they were.

A few hours past when there was a knock on the door, Elyas answer it while Sayomara sat in his chair writing some notes is a small book. “Who are you who seeks to disturb Sayomara this late?” Elyas

As Sayomara listened the man spoke up, “I am Bara Chinder. I have worked to unite the great tribes for a war against the forces of the shadow and now I must meet my ally.”

‘Hmm’ Sayomara thought, ‘He seems to be everything I need but we will see how he stands up.”

Elyas walked back, “There is a Bara Chinder at the door, is he the one you have been waiting for?”

“Yes he is.” Then Sayomara reached into his pocket and pulled out the note that he had written earlier. “Take this the to Grand Elder of the Melios tribe he should be expecting it.” Elyas nodded and walked to the door where Bara was still standing.

“You may come in now.” Bara nodded and he walked past Elyas. As Bara walked into the hut he noticed that Elyas was leaving but that wasn’t his concern for the moment he was here to Sayomara the Waverunner.

“Well Hello, Bara Chinder I presume.” Said Sayomara as he rose to greet the young man. Bara face was covered with Hair and tattoos.

“And I take it your Master Sayomara?” Said Bara with a bit of wonder in his eyes.

“Yes I am.” Sayomara paused for a moment, “Son you look like you have seen a ghost.”

“Well if Truth I have seen the statue of you many times is my life but until about two weeks ago I never thought I would meet the Man behind it.”

Sayomara mussed for a moment, “Well that all I am a man. Now lets get down to busyness. I understand that you brought Laimh Dearag and a couple of silbfir with you that quite feet for some one of your age.”

“I was only doing what I thought needed to be done to Save Farai.” The wonder had left Bara. Sayomara seemed I lot less then he imaged. Still things were coming together and he knew Sayomara was the key uniting all the tribes here and now.

“But why were you doing it? I mean we have grand Ideas but what give you the Idea to bring all the tribes together to fight the shadow.” Said Sayomara as he sat back down in his chair.

“Probably the same thing that made you wanted to bring all the Tribes together.” Bara didn’t much care for Sayomara question. He knew what he was doing was for the greater good and if Sayomara couldn’t see that then maybe coming was a mistake.

Sayomara didn’t say anything for a while then when it looked it Bara was ready to walk out the door he started speaking, “I had a vision of the people of Farai in pain. I had left them for only 20 years but in that time it seems that everything started to go bad. That is way I came back.” Bara turned to see that Sayomara was still sitting in his chair looking very old and very tied. “So I ask you again why did you try to gather the Tribes together?”

“I was given the mission I simply knew it had to be done and I thought there was no one else to do it.” When Bara Sayomara smiled.

“I was hoping you would say that. You see all the tribes and Clans are Here sure we might still get a adventurer or two that wish to join up and we will take it but the Reason the counsel has not started is because I have been waiting for the Great General to arrive.” Sayomara could see Bara was confused and didn’t fully understand so he continued. “I’m a old man I knew I could get the Tribes together but I didn’t know who would lead them into battle. I’m far too old for these kind of things if you get my meaning. You see the tribes need someone who is independent and who knows what is on that line if we lose. You are both Bara Chinder.”

“But why don’t you chose someone from the Tribes?” Asked Bara still recovering form the shook.

“I don’t want to offend any of the other tribes and in honest you are the best man for the Job.” Then Sayomara stood up and put his hands on Bara shoulders, “You don’t have to decide right now but I need to know either way in Three days that will be the end of the first night of counsel because the second day we will discuss how we will attack the Shadow.” Bara nodded. “Good now why don’t you go back to where you are staying and get some rest I know I laid a whole lot on you. If you have any more questions just ask…oh by the way I sent word out that before got here that counsel will start at dawn two days from now.”

“Thank you and I will think about what you have said and when I have made my mind up I will tell you.” then Bara turned and left.

Cue: The counsel is Ready to go. Bara if you wish to resolve this before the Counsel starts feel free.

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Posted by Cybele Ariadne on 05-25-2002 03:04 PM:

Her eyes opened to the room ceiling, and the sound of a woman squirming. She raised her self upon her bed and turn to see Ceres squirming in a chair. Tygan, leaning on the door, watched her carefully, while Carla sat on Cybele’s bed. Cybele moved to sit on the edge of the bed, trying to figure out what had just happened in the last few minuets.

The last thing I remember was the blackout and before then Cere’s…

“What happened?”

Tygan moved from the door to Cere’s chair. He placed his hands on her shoulders and leaned on her.

“This… person was about to kill you, but I came and straightened her out.”

“Hardly… You put up a good fight but I’m still living aren’t I?

“That’s because I wanted to know what Cybele wanted to do with you first.”

Cybele thought for a moment. There were still some things she needed to know about the incident back at the waterfall. She got up off her bed and walked over to Cere’s. Placing her hand on Cere’s chin she forced Cere’s to face her.

“There are a few things I need to know.”

She released her chin and stared pacing around the room.

“How did they die?”

Oh… So she wants to know more aye?

A mischievous smile came across her face, but she tried to hide it and not give away her plans for revenge.
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“They died in a big explosion. I thought I told you this already.”

Cybele stopped and faced Cere’s. Had she told her that before? She couldn’t tell. She didn’t remember much of what happened. She went back to her thoughtful pace and kept thinking of more questions to ask.

“What caused this explosion?”

“I don’t know I was outside… Where you had left me with that dagger!”

Cere’s squirmed in the chair trying to break free. Anger was set in her face. Tygan quickly grabbed the chair and held her down. Tygan with a confused looked in his face didn’t know what they were both talking about.

“Stay down. You’re not going anywhere. Maybe there is something I should know about.”

“I’ll explain it all later. Just don’t interrupt her or me.”

“Fine.”

Tygan stepped back and walked over to Cybeles bed. He sat down next to Carla and watched as Cybele thought of her next question.

“It seems you’re as hurt as I am… I guess that all the information I need.”
Tears were filling her eyes. Hiding them now would be the best thing to do, she thought; for showing Cere’s would make her seem weak and vulnerable. She held her head down low and walked to the window. Starring at the clouds she decided to let Cere’s go. Cere’s was overjoyed. Her plan had worked and now Cybele would be hurt for sometime.

“Good… I think I need to collect my thoughts for a while.” said Cere’s with a fake face of sadness

Tygan noticed this but dared not to tell Cybele yet for she was way to sad to warn her.

“Yes.. And so do I… You may go…”

She pointed at he door without looking at it. Tygan went to cut the ropes knowing that if he set her free she would cause Cybele more trouble than ever. Cere’s was set free and ran straight out the room. Cybele never notice and Tygan and Carla starred at each other knowing she had made a great mistake.

CUE:Tygan

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Posted by Bara Chinder on 05-25-2002 03:21 PM:

A swimming head

As Bara walked away from the house he was experiencing a looming uneasy feeling. Although the words of the old man were quite clear, he was not entirely sure of what it would entail. He remembered what he had said to his father but that was all just heat of the moment. It was not prophecy.

It was clear however that Sayomara was sure he was the one. The confidence he felt after seeing the priest was masked by his confusion, but that much was clear. Bara was quite sure that Sayomara had filled the job space.

“Am I able to do this?” He asked himself. A passing tradesman looked at him as if he had two heads. “Hmm.”

Bara reached a small square. To the left was a road leading down towards his lodgings. Straight across the square led to the church, beyond that the dark path to the burial grounds.

Bara hesitated in the middle. The cloud of thought was growing. There was too much to comprehend. Which way to go? Bara looked to his right and spied a tavern.

Bara decided the best way to deal with this much pressure was to forcibly remove it for a while. Bara went into the bar and drank himself into a stupor.

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Posted by Keiru Opal on 05-25-2002 11:54 PM:

“Are you sure you can handle yourself?” Zander asked Alex as he spun and sliced through the air with his katanas. The two Holy Knights had made their way out of the city of Nyliam for a bit of swordsmanship exercises, that morning. “You just woke up a few days ago.”

“Of course I can, and Caliph’s here,” He replied from his place, seated on the already warm grass in the field they had chosen. “He can take up any slack from my temporary fatigue. You and Tiffarah need some time together, and you should go home and at least ease your father’s worries about you being alright in this shadow corrupted world.”

“Thank you, friend,” Zander stopped his exercise and smiled at Alex. “What mess did you get into with the shadow, anyway? It seems to be restless lately.”

“You’ve sensed it too?” Alex asked rhetorically. “I, or rather, Alejandro, charged through their ranks at the Dark tower and fought two Veri, killing one. Ever since, they’ve been quite… uneasy, to say the least.”

“Think they’ll try to find you? Assassinate you?” Zander asked, beginning some simple ‘draw and release’ magical exercises, to build his speed and accuracy with magic. For once, he was using Water and occasionally Air along with his usual Holy. He found it immensely more difficult and knew he would soon tire.

“Likely, they will. Revenge is all too common with the shadow,” Alex said. “But don’t worry about me; Caliph and I can take care of ourselves.” Zander nodded. “What of Tiffarah? When we left, she was still sleeping.”

“Yes, I think that all this traveling has finally caught up with her; yet another reason why I want to bring her to my home where she can rest for a while. She’s not used to all this moving about. She spent the last four years in a small room, working in the tavern below, serving the same drunken men every day. This is too much for her all at once.” The two men fell into silence and it wasn’t long before they returned to the city and the inn where they were staying to find Caliph and Tiffarah having a light discussion over a drink.

*******

Several days had passed since Zander and Tiffarah had parted with Caliph and Alexandros. The goodbyes had been short but sorrowful. Caliph offered them some money to assist them on their way to Xellos, but Zander politely assured him that they had enough.

They continued south through Hillslay, tucked safely in the Nylian Mountains. They stayed in cheap inns, hopeful to make it to Fayre with enough money to pass through the way gate that they had heard of in Nyliam. The recent ease of traveling between continents played a big part in Zander deciding to return home. He would finally be able to present Tiffarah to his parents.

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Posted by Orocia Agua on 05-26-2002 03:33 AM:

OOC: Continued from Asheri (if you're puzzled and/or forgot, Raven is in Xellos with Leo, and for the moment is sleeping and dreaming and meeting with his mother Orocia in the spirit world.)

And can anyone tell me what's happened in Noit? I'd like to get back to writing for Orocia's Naval Officer brother and maybe see if I can do something more with the Royal Akarian Navy. ~_^

IC:

Why does she look so scared? There's nothing here except a bunch of stupid mist, and me.

What is she afraid of?? Me?

Raven looked at the woman with concern. He proceeded, with caution, to stand up, and walk towards her. At least there was someone else here to talk to; hopefully she wasn't someone bad who would hurt him, but he wouldn't know until he talked with her.

Every step resounded in Orocia's heart; her heart still lying in the pit of her stomach, each footfall was both a punch in the gut and blow to the heart and she felt like she was going to be sick. There were six steps in total, six steps the distance of six years a little boy now crossed to meet someone he would finally get to know.

He stood before her, looking up into her wide, panicked eyes. Her frightened breathing unnerved him. Why is she so scared??? Best to find out what it is in case there was something he didn't notice was happening.

"What's wrong?"

He was genuinely concerned for her. Her fright made her seem more like a frail girl instead of a strong woman. She seemed closer to his age now; perhaps that was why he felt comfortable enough to talk to her in a friendly way as if they were equals.

His two-toned eyes looked up into hers, and Orocia looked down into two deep wells of love ready to accept the body after the jump. A shiver went down her spine, and a small smile broke on her face. She began to quietly and nervously laugh.

The little boy became puzzled but his concern grew. He watched her sit down slowly, with a distant look in her eyes. She rested her arms in a loose embrace over her knees, and leaned forward in a small hunch.

"...." She hesitated at first to look at his face, to face those eyes that seemed to really know the truth behind everything without having to know what everything was. She gave in with a short laugh, faced those probing eyes and answered,"...There really is nothing wrong with it. It's just right. Just... perfect." A silent, morbidly amused hmf escaped her as she lightly mused on her situation.

"So why do you look so scared?"

Orocia shrinked back, looked away and tightened her embrace around her knees.

"I--" her voice cracked and scraped at the pit of stomach against her heart for the words to answer. How can she tell him that she's afraid of him because he's her son? How could she even explain that? She couldn't explain the fright yet even to herself!

The silence passed by like an eternity. He simply looked at her and waited with all the time in the world. Finally, some words came to her: "Because...." she looked down and into herself, "I don't know how to handle what's going on right now." She lifted her eyes and looked at him,"I feel really vulnerable right now. That's why I'm scared."

Raven took this in, and seemed to absorb it, not looking like he understood fully but simply accepting that it was. Yet he gave a sympathetic smile. "You're afraid of this place? Don't worry, it's boring. The only thing to be scared of is ME! ha ha!!" He flashed his trademark mischievous grin to stress the point.

Orocia couldn't help giving in to his sweet charm, and smiled back. She rested the side of her face against her arms and looked at the boy who was her son. It didn't seem real at all. Although now she was beginning to feel calm around him, she still felt the tumult in her heart, swirling its emotions around in a storm like butterflies beating against the sides of her stomach.

"RAWR!" Raven leaped at Orocia and landed on her back, grabbing hold of her about her neck, causing her to not only have the wind knocked out of her in shock but also having it not allowed to get back in. His toes barely touched the ground as he squeezed her tight with all his might.

"HEY, KID!!" Orocia rolled forward from her sitting positiong onto her hands and knees, choking for breath, but grinning. She played along, exaggerating her choking, and finally let out a breathless "I give up!" but not before quickly turning to her side to fall flat on her back. An equally mischievous grin to match Raven's spread across Orocia's face as she squashed the little bugger and heard his muffled cry beneath her weight.

"Ha ha ha!!! Try and get yourself out of this one, punk!" Orocia laughed lightheartedly, not even stopping to realize the near-novelty of her doing such. She was laid back spread eagle and giggled at every attempt of Raven to push and shove her off.

Raven finally managed to squirm his head out just enough to let out a frustrated growl. He began to beat her sides and Orocia was happily surprised at the power in his punch. Her sides were starting to ache from the hard beats. Try as she might she really couldn't stand the punches anymore and rolled off, to which Raven exclaimed a praise to the Goddess.

"Ugh!! Your punches hurt, kiddo! Whoever's been feedin' ya's been feedin' ya real good!" Orocia lay on her stomach, propped up on an elbow, and rubbed her sides, grinning at the two-toned eyes looking back at her.

To which Raven breathlessly replied, "And you're HEAVY!!" Orocia let out a peal of laughter as she rushed over to tickle the boy relentlessly until he managed to escape and grab Orocia around the neck from behind again.

But this time the embrace was a gentle, loving one. He nuzzled Orocia's face and leaned against her back. She felt her heart rise slightly from its grave in answer to his hug.

"What's your name?"

Orocia lifted a hand and petted his arm, smiling,"Orocia."

Raven waited for her to ask his name, but she was silent and merely smiled.

"Do you know my name?" Raven looked up at her with curiosity at her silence.

"Raven." The petting stopped and she held her hand on his.

Quiet caution seeped from Raven's presence. "---how...do you know my name?"

She gave his hand a gentle squeeze. "I know a lot more than you think I do."

She was almost tempted to finish with, 'my son.'

OOC: to be continued, of course ^_^

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