Post by amerie on Sept 17, 2011 14:36:35 GMT -5
...white-armed...
A M E R I E
•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...
ALL: -She pulls her cloak around her tighter....fall had settled in....the crisp cool air felt good against her skin, but it also sent chills up and down her spine....she shook off the being cold feeling and continued on....hoping that all was well in the land of Windstorm....and she was so excited to returning to see her friend...though she would expect to get a smack from her for just up and leaving with out any word...she sighed...and picked up her pace....heading to the dirt road...that would take her to the castle...-
(09/17/11 - 10:52:30 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•COURTYARD•
...is somewhere in the courtyard...
ALL: *issitting out here on a bench the hood of my cloakpulled up to hide all but one eye of my face my body wrapped in therest of my cloack to ward off the chilll of the season just siting about all ththat has happened lately hopeing I can help Edie out like sheasked me to *
(09/17/11 - 10:54:33 )
//Animalistic\
…Staas…
- I'm a believer. Nothing could be worse.
All these imaginary friends.
Hiding betrayal. Driving the nail.
Hoping to find a savior.
Nomad
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
...white-armed... A M E : *You have just walked onto the dirt road and were making your way for the castle. Up head you saw a large tree across the dirt road and four men leaning against the tree two with bows knocked and ready and two holding swords in their hands* Greetings and welcome to the surrounding areas of Windstorm castle. This here is the toll booth....
(09/17/11 - 11:01:26 )
...white-armed...
A M E R I E
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: -Her brown eyes would look to the men....arching a brow she would approach...she was one who never was scared of anything....- Greetings M'Lords....I am just on my way to the castle to visit my dear friend Edfeil Stormblade de Ruoma....if you were smart to get rid of your said toll booth....-She would give a sweet smile...and turn to walk on...-
(09/17/11 - 11:06:46 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•COURTYARD•
...is somewhere in the courtyard...
ALL: *isstill sitting here not in the least aware anything is gonig on up the road as I shiver some frfom the cold my usual haunts and habitat's much warmer than this *
(09/17/11 - 11:07:14 )
//Animalistic\
…Staas…
- I'm a believer. Nothing could be worse.
All these imaginary friends.
Hiding betrayal. Driving the nail.
Hoping to find a savior.
Nomad
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
...white-armed... A M E : *I would step out of the tree line and move to stand behind the tree a smile on my face* M'Lady its fine to drop names of people you know but honestly lets make this simple you know someone but that doesn't help you here and now does it. The Queen has her lovely castle and we have the woods and well hunting is becoming scarce and on top of it we just like nice things so simply drop your purse and head on safe and sound to your fancy castle in one piece or the second option and we roll your body into a ditch. *The two men with bows would raise them and point them at you*
(09/17/11 - 11:12:03 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
: Enters the room...
(09/17/11 - 11:14:47 )
...white-armed...
A M E R I E
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
//Animalistic\…Staas…- I: -She gave a chuckle....oh how she remembered these day's when she went and left The Grey Tower...it was her first home...and she walked the roads....went and visited different lands...this was not the first time she was surrounds by a group of dirty sad men....she was smart...and always had weapons that were concealed on her body.....daggers were her specialty....her eyes flicked up to the arrows...typical she thought...all talk and no action....she would give a smirk, and with a swift motion, she would reach under her cloak and pull out two dagger, aiming and throwing them in the direction of the two men who held the bows... they would hit their cloaks...pinning them to the tree that they stood by, in her hands she held out another set....her eyes would settle on you...and would speak softly.- I would watch what you say....any of you move...and you all will be dead within an instant....I may look hopeless and an easy target...but you really need to think first, before you decide to threaten me....
(09/17/11 - 11:18:36 )
//Animalistic\
…Staas…
- I'm a believer. Nothing could be worse.
All these imaginary friends.
Hiding betrayal. Driving the nail.
Hoping to find a savior.
Nomad
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
...white-armed... A M E : *He would watch the daggers fly loose and pin the cloaks of Joe and Blow and he would shake his head as they scream and drop their bows* Last time I use farmers I swear to the gods... Well darling go ahead and throw those two itty bitty little daggers..
(09/17/11 - 11:20:39 )
...white-armed...
A M E R I E
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
//Animalistic\…Staas…- I: Is that all you do is talk? And make the common folk do your work for you? What kind of man are you? -She still had her daggers raised...her eyes would look you over...sure you were bigger then see...but all you had to do was take a lunge at her, and she would have your throat slit...-
(09/17/11 - 11:22:14 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: oh wait is that screaming I here out thtere somewhere rises to my feet signals somne guards for a horse to be brought any horse I do not care quickly mounts up and rides out of the courtyard heading the direction I heard thte screams come from elvin hereing youo gotta love it *
(09/17/11 - 11:23:47 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: Shyntylene slipped out of the forest, feeling the light beat down upon her flesh, growling low as she slipepd her cloak from her arms, dropping it about herself and testing the tightness of her blindfold before raising the hood, covering the short locks of silver hair. Boots pressed firmly over the ground as she kicked the dirt on the track, her mind raced as she held her staff in her hand. "Where am I Ilhar?" her voice a soft whisper, this had to be better than the last place the Dark Mother had sent her, but even that torture had been somewhat enjoyable by the nurse maid Ilharess she'd ran into. Holding backa chuckle she began to move along, eyes darting everywhere and piercing through the black material. At least she was adorned in her daggers this time, even the oens she swore she'd never handle again, but many knew how to gift her weapons, it helped. Running her tongue over the dark blackened lips, the Ilythiiri continued along her way, ears perked for any sign of noise.
(09/17/11 - 11:24:35 )
//Animalistic\
…Staas…
- I'm a believer. Nothing could be worse.
All these imaginary friends.
Hiding betrayal. Driving the nail.
Hoping to find a savior.
Nomad
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
...white-armed... A M E : *He would grin and simply lift his hand andhe would flick his wist which would propel the semi round rock he had been holding in his hand. Not all weapons are flashy or dangerous looking she hadn't seen the rock and not it was heading right for her being a good aim and the distance between them wasn't vast the rock should at the very least knock her off balance and maybe draw a little blood but who knows how true the rock flies.*
(09/17/11 - 11:31:11 )
...white-armed...
A M E R I E
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: -She seen you raise your hand, not knowing what it was, but she knew it wasn't good...with that she let her daggers, fly and felt something hard hit her on the side of her head, sure...he was a big man so of course he would have man strength behind the cast....it ended up hitting her temple lobe...and was instantly knocked out...it was a hard through, and grooves from the rock cut her skin...and did make her bleed....a small line of blood would flow from her temple and down the side of her cheek...-
(09/17/11 - 11:33:27 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: Looking down to check the claws over her right hand, feeling the tightness of the leather, her boots collecting dust from the road,, she would ahve to find someone to clean those when she got back home, and she was missing hom, but the call had come through while she had been working in her Temple, getting ready to start teachign the new students, the Yathrinen that would be flowing through, eagre to elarn, eagre to please Lloth. Curving her lips sinisterly she turned and looked around, finally lwoering the hood of her cloak before moving on.Times were busy, she had much that needed doing, there were too many kivvilen to kill and keep down without leaving the lands behind her, the Underdark would wait, she would send a missive to the Ilharess if this took much longer.
(09/17/11 - 11:36:01 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: *still rideing heading for the sound of thhe screams I heard wondering what new devilityr this is in the lands of Windstorm thinknig I see something much further ahead I spur the horse on drawing my Sword as I go a wavy kriss bladed single edge Katana now in my hand as I keep rideing along *
(09/17/11 - 11:40:38 )
//Animalistic\
…Staas…
- I'm a believer. Nothing could be worse.
All these imaginary friends.
Hiding betrayal. Driving the nail.
Hoping to find a savior.
Nomad
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
...white-armed... A M E : *He was surprised the rock had hit her so perfectly and had knocked her out in one blow I would chuckle and get over the tree one of the swordsmen had a dagger in his leg and was screaming in pain I would quickly throw all your daggers and throwing daggers off your body and then I would lift you up and I would sling you over my shoulder and make my way into the forest off the road. I would move away from the castle and start to head as deep into the forest as I could**
(09/17/11 - 11:50:37 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: Hearing a noise down the way she began to pick up her pace, quite uncertain of what was happening but, as it stood to her, dead bodies worked for her, and worked for Lloth too. Spilling blood was essential to her survival, it had become a daily routine, whether it was a mercyless death to a surfacer or a sacrifice upon the alter. Shyntylene almost purred at the though of blood as she stayed close tot he forest edge, looking around as she saw the figures up ahead, her thirst hit once more as her fingers delicately checked her thigh for the nearest dagger ebfore she began to slowly approach them, letting the wind whip strands of silver hair about her face.
(09/17/11 - 11:51:19 )
//Animalistic\
…Staas…
- I'm a believer. Nothing could be worse.
All these imaginary friends.
Hiding betrayal. Driving the nail.
Hoping to find a savior.
Nomad
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
Arson ShadowblaideSexy e: *He would continue to make his way through the forest going deeper and deeper heading through thicker areas moving through brush and heavy tree lines places where horses for example are hard to go through. He was a very fit man and has lived in the wilderness most of his life but he isn't running with a person over his shoulder but he should be out of sight of the road by now so he keeps moving*
(09/17/11 - 11:53:06 )
//Animalistic\
…Staas…
- I'm a believer. Nothing could be worse.
All these imaginary friends.
Hiding betrayal. Driving the nail.
Hoping to find a savior.
Nomad
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
Arson ShadowblaideSexy e: *By the time you came about the tree on the road two cloaks were left stuck to the tree and the only person was the guy with the dagger in his leg. And Even if the other three farmers were found they didn't know Staas name or where his camp was located so they would be of no use to anyone for information but they could try*
(09/17/11 - 11:53:11 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
//Animalistic\…Staas…- I: *see's the spot where the log was roled into thhe roadbut does not see anyone around frowning as I look further up thte road and off t oeathtor side thinking I spot someone with a person ovedr there shoulder heading into the woods that white gown in her ava sticking out like a sore thumb in the forrest growling as I see you makeing off deeper into thew woods then growling even more as I see a Dark Elf aprouching thinking this is just so not my day *
(09/17/11 - 11:58:53 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
..::Deathly Arachnid::..: *holds my ground sword out looknig at you as you aprouch the area where I am *Halt and Identify yourself?*sitsthere astride the horse sword in hand hood hiddeing all of my face but one eye *
(09/17/11 - 12:00:35 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: Looked around and saw the cloaks, smirking slightly, it was easy to mistake, she was wearing a blindfold afterall, protecting ehr eyes fromt he ahrsh light. Moving towards the man with the dagger in his leg, looking him over casually and canting her head. Picking up another sound she looked forwards, seeing the Elf in the distance her lips curved in a malicious hatred, what luck for her, fresh blood for the Dark Mother. Placeing her boot firmly on the guy laying on the floor she reached down, yanking the dagger from his thigh and keeping him to the floor. "Be silent kivvil rothe." Almsot snapping the words at him as she wet her lips. "I can give you something more to scream and cry about. A lot more, it has been some time since I have been content to flay someone alive." Turning her attention back to the Elf then, her stance was set as the dagger was poised ready in her grasp.
(09/17/11 - 12:02:41 )
//Animalistic\
…Staas…
- I'm a believer. Nothing could be worse.
All these imaginary friends.
Hiding betrayal. Driving the nail.
Hoping to find a savior.
Nomad
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
...white-armed... A M E : *Thankfully the elf and dark elf should occupy enough time for me to disappear into the woods. Once I got you back to my camp I would search and find all your weapons and valuables. Then I would tie your wrists behind your back securely then I would tie your ankles together and gag you and blindfold you and leave you near the fire pit and I would sit and finish cleaning my latest kill from hunting* ((I am sorry I need to bolt here for rt))
(09/17/11 - 12:03:34 )
...white-armed...
A M E R I E
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: ( with him leaving I will be STORYTELLING for him...to continue the RP ... ^^ ))
(09/17/11 - 12:03:38 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
..::Deathly Arachnid::..: Hey now *rides up closer * I have to question that man unless you know what is gonig on here wait youmight of had something to do owith it nahh I doupt it *keeps the sword in my hand as I look at you not dismounting yet * so what do you knowabout the large man I saw carrying what looked like a woman off into the forrest ??
(09/17/11 - 12:03:40 )
//Animalistic\
…Staas…
- I'm a believer. Nothing could be worse.
All these imaginary friends.
Hiding betrayal. Driving the nail.
Hoping to find a savior.
Nomad
: Leaves...
(09/17/11 - 12:10:34 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
Arson ShadowblaideSexy e: Looked at the Elf and arched a slender brow at her andsmirked, keeping her boot on the man and glanced at the Elf again. "You dare have the audacity to question me jalil. What gives you the authority to think of such an act. Treacherous creature." Shaking her head softly as she crouched down, paying no attention to the Elf she palced the dagger towards the struggleing mans throat, revealingt he bare flesh of her silkened legs. "He will not be giving you any answers, less he wishes to loose his tongue."
(09/17/11 - 12:10:46 )
::: STORYTELLER :::
says to Arson ShadowblaideSexy e: -The man would look up to you...she gave a coy grin...he was not one to rat out anyone...all he did was take in a deep breath...and spat down on the ground, he was used to being tortured, he feared his boss more then anyone else...even if they be an elf or what not..- I will not say...
(09/17/11 - 12:14:53 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
..::Deathly Arachnid::..: Yes he will talk to me if Ihave to go through you to get to him thats fine but I fighured you would want t ohelp me rescue a woman from a man but be that all as it may please step back away from him((to the man )) oh you will talk one way or another beleive me I knowworse thhingsto do oto you than kill you things thhat will have you screaming in agony for days and begging to tell me what I want to know *hood still covering all but my left eye as I stand there sword in hand waiting *
(09/17/11 - 12:15:59 ) D : Enters the room...
(09/17/11 - 12:18:50 )
::: STORYTELLER :::
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: -What no one knows, is that when a man takes an oath...to never betray one another, they mean it....blood was spilled from every man in the group...it was a pact and were now brothers, if one had to die for not giving a name...then that was how it it was...he just gave a grin, then his thoughts drew to a letter that his boss had given him...and it had his signature on it...if the two found it, they would know his master's name...as for the woman...all he knew was that she was just that...a woman...he did hear her say something about her knowing the Queen....but that was all he heard...and knew really...he shook off his worry and remained silent...looking up at the two and just smiled-
(09/17/11 - 12:18:50 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
Arson ShadowblaideSexy e: Glanced to the man and laughed. "Now now. I did not give you permission to speak, Stay silent or loose your tongue or I will slit your throat here and now and think nothing of it." Shyntylene knew she was going to do it anyway, but right now she had the upperhand, what was one more dead body to her with all the other lives she had taken, they meant nothing, just more blood, another step closer to Mother. "Your lips would look perfect removed from your body." Whispering harshly as she looked back to the Elf once more, still no threat she felt from her, she had once herself been a name to fear, but time had changed, yet still there were many who feared her, many of her own kind and within her Qu'ellar who feared her now. Laughing at the Elves words before the sadistic smile flashed over her lips again, bearing the sharp fangs glistening white against the midnight obsidian flesh. "Nau, he will not talk to you."
(09/17/11 - 12:21:30 )
...white-armed...
A M E R I E
•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...
ALL: -She still remained unconscious...and unaware of what is now going on...-
(09/17/11 - 12:23:47 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
..::Deathly Arachnid::..: *sighs softly * so we have t odo it the hard way ?? thats fine we will do it your way t obad I would rather not have to shed your blood but I will get the answers I need *moves forwards towards you sword in hand a dagger drawn now in the other hand also *
(09/17/11 - 12:25:47 )
::: STORYTELLER :::
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
Arson ShadowblaideSexy e: -The man would just look up at you...with the smile still planted on his face...he did manage to say a few words...-
I do not fear you, or the cut of your blade elf...do your worst...
(09/17/11 - 12:29:13 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
Arson ShadowblaideSexy e: Shook her head softly and closed her eyes briefly beneath the blindfold, making a move to rise from the body, though she stopped and chuckled a little, of course she had the upperhand right now, making to drop the dagger she moved quickly, thrusting it through the mans throat to pin his neck to the dirt ground before useing his body like a springboard, pushing her foot down firmly to throwherself back as she looked to the Elf, a spray of the mans blood set on her features, though she ignored it as she held her staff. "How do you wish to do this jalil. Swords or magic. I'm adept with both." Ripping her cloak from ehr back, her Hosue blade strapped to her back, something she never lef thome without "He isn't going to talk. Just gurgle until he dies. He'll not survive, only a cleric can do that. Just to annoy you. I am not willing to bring him back either."
(09/17/11 - 12:33:57 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
..::Deathly Arachnid::..: *sighsshakeing my head knowing only hte barest most basic of magic works herecantripsat best so thte poor man is dead there will be saveibng him and thhus no oneed t ofight you I have moreimportant things to deal with like trying to find the woman that was snagged off of the road puts my dagger away and moves to the man squating down keepnig an eye on you as I pull the dagger from him and flip it into the groundat your feet * g oon you haveonly made things harder for me nothing I am not use to and so you know Magic does not work as well as you would think here in Windstorm so if we fight it will be weapons besides unlike most of my kind Ido not do MagicI have other talents *close's the man eyes with my right hand thhen starts searching him for any clues as to who thte other man was *
(09/17/11 - 12:39:12 )
::: STORYTELLER :::
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: -The man had no time to react to the drow's blade...though he could do nothing. This is why he took the oath...to protect his master and all his plans...he lay there on the road...covered in dirt....bleeding from his leg from the dagger of the girl that his master took and speed off with.....and now...his throat had been slit...in a way that he had never seen....he knew death was near...and soon it found him....-
- The letter that the man had would be found in the mans back pocket....it was all coded and written in latin....the Master's signature could be made out though...-
(09/17/11 - 12:40:33 )
::: STORYTELLER :::
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: STAAS
-Was his name...and that...was the only clue that would be found...-
(09/17/11 - 12:41:04 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
Arson ShadowblaideSexy e: Looked to the dagger and reached down to pick it up, wipeing the blood in the grass before slipping it into her boot, it wasn't hers, but it was now, it would be handy, she would see a smith and have a scabbard made for it and then present it to the alter as a gift to Lloth. Canting ehr head softly. "That would explain the strange sensation when I found myself within these lands." Shrugging slightly, she had power on her side, she had her Goddess. "You may not like magic, but the Dark Mother granted me a gift for laying down my sword. As Ulathtallar, I take pride in the gift my Goddess bestowed upon me." Her features never shwoed that she had wanted the fight but she watched the Elf searching the body, she didn't care elss about the belongings, but the man had spoken without permission and she kept her promise and finished him off. Who was to say she was not a Drow to keep her words?
(09/17/11 - 12:46:21 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
..::Deathly Arachnid::..: It is not a matter of like or dislike when it comes t oMagic I was not blessed with the talent Correlon gave me other talents *finds thhe letter and risest omy feet makeing a note t o myself to have guards come here to try t oIdentify thhe man so his family can be told what happened t ohim and to question them about wh ois Master may or may not be as I tuck the letter into my belt pouch *if you needa place to stay the town is back behind me travel in peace and peace will be yours here in these lands all are welcome that come in peace * moves backwards towards the horse I borrowed *
(09/17/11 - 12:47:04 )
...white-armed...
A M E R I E
•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...
ALL: -That damn rock must have hit her harder then the man thought....as she still layed there on the ground....knocked out...-
(09/17/11 - 12:52:49 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
Arson ShadowblaideSexy e: Draws in a deep breath at the mention of Correllon, the treatures God of the Elves, she felt the hatred burning up inside of her. Slowly begins to approach the body and rests a foot upon it for a m oment as she watched the Elf and then stepped closer. "Peace?... Peace?... An Ilythiiri and peace?" almost laughing at the thought of the words together. "I do naut go anywher ein peace, anywhere that is not allied with the Qu'ellar I reside in, I show no peace to no one who is not allied to lloth, to my Valsharess and to my Ilharess." Another hiss passed her lips, she cared not fo the man or his belongings as she kicked her now dirt covered cloak out the way, she would not be wearing it again, a peasent could find it, she would aquire a new one now. "As for Correllon, he has betrayed you like he betrayed Mother all those years ago."
(09/17/11 - 12:54:00 )
::: STORYTELLER :::
: -The woman by the name of Amerie....layed their on the forest floor next to the fire pit...where the rock hit...it did some damage....as it did hit her frontal lobe...it may have actually placed her into a coma...to know the damage...she must be found at once....STASS would shake her, trying to wake her, but was unsuccessful.....he knew eventually someone would come looking for the Woman. If she spoke true, and she knew the Queen, surly she had someone looking for her right now...and he would most likly recieve the death sentence. He was not ready to be found with the girl just yet...so he quickly packed camp....tossed the girl onto the back of one horses that he and his men stole from a village a couple day's ago, and took off deeper into the forest...-
(09/17/11 - 12:57:19 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
..::Deathly Arachnid::..: *freeze's in place as you talk blasphemy thinknig ok your a Drow of course you see things that way but I know better * beleive what you will but start a fight here in these lands and you will find magic Goddess or God given of no use to you and ththe guards are well equiped to deal with even one such as you but you do asyou please I have a woman t oworry about saveing and Rangers to send combing the wounds for tracks *starts backing up again rely not in a mood to educate you or to fight you t omany other things on my mind reaching the horse I swing up into the saddle one handed sword still in the other then turn it around and ride ff listening for the sound of anything being thrown at my back *
(09/17/11 - 13:02:28 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: Snarls "Coward" Words aimed at the Elf rideing off, not even having bothered to deal wit the body properly, looking back she moved to the body and began to search him for anything that the Elf might have missed, she cared not for the missing female, there was nothing offered to her, nothing she could gain from helping find her, nothing in it for Lloth, who cared if she lived or died with her attacker. Yet now... now she was bored, at least the Elven blood would have sedated her for some time.
(09/17/11 - 13:04:48 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
..::Deathly Arachnid::..: *keeps rideing hard towards the Castle not carring what you callme I knowbetter and have been called worse but people who know me a hell of al otbetter than you do assassin blood traitor bitch the list goes on and on hopeing I find the woman in time to save her from whatever the man may have in store for her *
(09/17/11 - 13:10:07 )
::: STORYTELLER :::
: -The man knew better then to stay in these lands....so he took off in the direction of the border....with him gone...there will be no way of knowing where he was with the girl....she would make a good slave...she was pretty...but he was a man of greed...and he loved money...she would fetch a good some of money...least he hoped for...he would brush a loose strand of hair away from the woman's face...-
Amerie....let us pray that your so called dear friend The Queen....is close to you as you say....or death...will be at your doorstep....
-The man continued on.....close to the border.....and as for the woman Amerie.....she was know in the land of Windstorm....hopfully the Elf...with her good eyes...had seen what she looked like...so that she could describe in detail...what she and the man looked like...so that the people would know....who to look for...-
(09/17/11 - 13:10:15 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: Began to move down the dirt track towards the village, tucking strands of hair behind her ears, no one would recognise her these days, she was certain of it. Too much time had past now, the once long silver hair now brushed her chin at it's full length, blindfold covered the eyes that had once held a daylight adaption, the arachnid pendant on her neck where once a naked female upon a moon had rested. Life was definately different for Shyntylene now, trekking along she let her mind wonder, contemplateing if she would see any familier faces from her past, were any alive, were any dead. She knew this land, the Elf had said Windstorm, she had been to the castle many times in the past. This was a step further in finding out what had happened to her home, the lands she was born in, her ehart crying out for Trieal.
(09/17/11 - 13:15:08 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•COURTYARD•
...is somewhere in the courtyard...
::: STORYTELLER :::: *jumping off of the horse as soon as Istop it in the courtyard giveing the reighns to a stable hand as Iyell over my shoulder t ohim t oget me another one abd to give that one al ot of extra cre if preformend wounderfullly for me * running for ththe guards station in the wall and hurridly filling them in on what Isaw and yes I describe the woman quite well as I give thhe Captain of the guards the letter tell him where thte body is and then spin back to move towards the new horse brought out for me and mount upagain and tear off out thhe gate togo bac kwhere I just came from yes thtis is the long way around but if I fail to ofind herthen someone else needs to know what is happening other than just me *
(09/17/11 - 13:25:02 )
::: STORYTELLER :::
: -The man would continue to ride...he was now very close to the border....and knew once he crossed there....he would be safe....the woman still lay there on the back of his horse....uncoucious....at that moment he did not care....he would be long gone before anyone could catch up to him....soon he would reach the border...with a grin and a yell of victory, she sped off....know knowing...that he was now heading in the direction....of Citadel of Shadows...a land...he had never set foot on....-
-Amerie who layed on the back of the horse.....was being bumped and hit with the brach's from thre trees....she did not feel it of course....she did always wear a certin clip in her hair....one that took shape of a butterfly...she always wore it....as they passed by one of the trees, her hair got caought in the branchs, she some of her hair, along with the clip...got caught in the tree....the man who took her was unaware....this...be the next clue....-
(09/17/11 - 13:26:58 )
++ Fifth of Five ++
Dieter
Cursed Wanderer
Exiled Prince of Fryseland
Windstorm Council
Windstorm Castle | RPO
•COURTYARD•
...is somewhere in the courtyard...
ALL: The Castle is already on a heightened alert, guards patrolling in pairs and closely watching the surroundings. Word is quickly relayed through the Castle, first to Master Sergeant Gerben, to take to the Queen, the older man frowning mightily at the reports. The Lady Amerie was indeed one of the Queens many friends and she would be most distressed to hear of such, quickly detailing a pair of the Guard to find the Prince, knowing he is out patrolling.
(09/17/11 - 13:32:47 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: *radeing hard but not full out back towards where I was before not careing about Drow or dead men only needing to get back to where it allhappened to start tracking the man rely hopeing I am in time to save her so not wantnig to have to tell Edie a travelar in her lands died because I was incometant so not likeing this situation at all praying to Correlon even though he might not here me in these lands and if he does he can not answer anyway that I be in time vowing softly to hunt that man down to thhe end s of all the realms I have to to find ththe Lady *
(09/17/11 - 13:39:54 )
::: STORYTELLER :::
: - Citadel of Shadows...sits nestled within the mountains southeast of Caernarfon....The Citadel and the village of Dusk Glen itself are surrounded by the woods of the Ebon Forest, the Citadel overlooks the village ominously, obscured from sight and surrounded in shadows. Outside of the Ebon forests are high, craggy mountains, the only entry being a dwarven cut tunnel at the north side of the range, which has long given the illusion to many that the Citadel is nonexistent and a product of myth and legend. The mist rising from the winding river throughout the lands only works to perpetuate the mythical quality as it shrouds the Citadel and village in a mysterious fog. The only other ways to enter the Citadel lands are via dragon or through use of a portal, though such means by those unknown to the Citadel have been considered, at best, extremely hazardous to one's health....Rutger Verrier is the Lord of these lands.....STASS...did not know this....so it looks like trouble...will come to these two....-
-Whomever reach's the border....would know exactly what direction and the dangers that lay ahead for those two.....CoS...was not a place that many ventured.....the two must be found...perhaps a letter to the Lord of Cos...would be a grand idea...-
(09/17/11 - 13:43:24 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: ((If I knew him allthat well would send one but since I only know him in passing sorry gonna have to do it thhe hard way ))*startsa tracking the man through the woods keeping my eye on the trail watching listening looking up a lot to keep from being suprised as I move thtrough the forrest leading my horse as quitly as possiable *
A M E R I E
•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...
ALL: -She pulls her cloak around her tighter....fall had settled in....the crisp cool air felt good against her skin, but it also sent chills up and down her spine....she shook off the being cold feeling and continued on....hoping that all was well in the land of Windstorm....and she was so excited to returning to see her friend...though she would expect to get a smack from her for just up and leaving with out any word...she sighed...and picked up her pace....heading to the dirt road...that would take her to the castle...-
(09/17/11 - 10:52:30 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•COURTYARD•
...is somewhere in the courtyard...
ALL: *issitting out here on a bench the hood of my cloakpulled up to hide all but one eye of my face my body wrapped in therest of my cloack to ward off the chilll of the season just siting about all ththat has happened lately hopeing I can help Edie out like sheasked me to *
(09/17/11 - 10:54:33 )
//Animalistic\
…Staas…
- I'm a believer. Nothing could be worse.
All these imaginary friends.
Hiding betrayal. Driving the nail.
Hoping to find a savior.
Nomad
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
...white-armed... A M E : *You have just walked onto the dirt road and were making your way for the castle. Up head you saw a large tree across the dirt road and four men leaning against the tree two with bows knocked and ready and two holding swords in their hands* Greetings and welcome to the surrounding areas of Windstorm castle. This here is the toll booth....
(09/17/11 - 11:01:26 )
...white-armed...
A M E R I E
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: -Her brown eyes would look to the men....arching a brow she would approach...she was one who never was scared of anything....- Greetings M'Lords....I am just on my way to the castle to visit my dear friend Edfeil Stormblade de Ruoma....if you were smart to get rid of your said toll booth....-She would give a sweet smile...and turn to walk on...-
(09/17/11 - 11:06:46 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•COURTYARD•
...is somewhere in the courtyard...
ALL: *isstill sitting here not in the least aware anything is gonig on up the road as I shiver some frfom the cold my usual haunts and habitat's much warmer than this *
(09/17/11 - 11:07:14 )
//Animalistic\
…Staas…
- I'm a believer. Nothing could be worse.
All these imaginary friends.
Hiding betrayal. Driving the nail.
Hoping to find a savior.
Nomad
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
...white-armed... A M E : *I would step out of the tree line and move to stand behind the tree a smile on my face* M'Lady its fine to drop names of people you know but honestly lets make this simple you know someone but that doesn't help you here and now does it. The Queen has her lovely castle and we have the woods and well hunting is becoming scarce and on top of it we just like nice things so simply drop your purse and head on safe and sound to your fancy castle in one piece or the second option and we roll your body into a ditch. *The two men with bows would raise them and point them at you*
(09/17/11 - 11:12:03 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
: Enters the room...
(09/17/11 - 11:14:47 )
...white-armed...
A M E R I E
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
//Animalistic\…Staas…- I: -She gave a chuckle....oh how she remembered these day's when she went and left The Grey Tower...it was her first home...and she walked the roads....went and visited different lands...this was not the first time she was surrounds by a group of dirty sad men....she was smart...and always had weapons that were concealed on her body.....daggers were her specialty....her eyes flicked up to the arrows...typical she thought...all talk and no action....she would give a smirk, and with a swift motion, she would reach under her cloak and pull out two dagger, aiming and throwing them in the direction of the two men who held the bows... they would hit their cloaks...pinning them to the tree that they stood by, in her hands she held out another set....her eyes would settle on you...and would speak softly.- I would watch what you say....any of you move...and you all will be dead within an instant....I may look hopeless and an easy target...but you really need to think first, before you decide to threaten me....
(09/17/11 - 11:18:36 )
//Animalistic\
…Staas…
- I'm a believer. Nothing could be worse.
All these imaginary friends.
Hiding betrayal. Driving the nail.
Hoping to find a savior.
Nomad
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
...white-armed... A M E : *He would watch the daggers fly loose and pin the cloaks of Joe and Blow and he would shake his head as they scream and drop their bows* Last time I use farmers I swear to the gods... Well darling go ahead and throw those two itty bitty little daggers..
(09/17/11 - 11:20:39 )
...white-armed...
A M E R I E
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
//Animalistic\…Staas…- I: Is that all you do is talk? And make the common folk do your work for you? What kind of man are you? -She still had her daggers raised...her eyes would look you over...sure you were bigger then see...but all you had to do was take a lunge at her, and she would have your throat slit...-
(09/17/11 - 11:22:14 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: oh wait is that screaming I here out thtere somewhere rises to my feet signals somne guards for a horse to be brought any horse I do not care quickly mounts up and rides out of the courtyard heading the direction I heard thte screams come from elvin hereing youo gotta love it *
(09/17/11 - 11:23:47 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: Shyntylene slipped out of the forest, feeling the light beat down upon her flesh, growling low as she slipepd her cloak from her arms, dropping it about herself and testing the tightness of her blindfold before raising the hood, covering the short locks of silver hair. Boots pressed firmly over the ground as she kicked the dirt on the track, her mind raced as she held her staff in her hand. "Where am I Ilhar?" her voice a soft whisper, this had to be better than the last place the Dark Mother had sent her, but even that torture had been somewhat enjoyable by the nurse maid Ilharess she'd ran into. Holding backa chuckle she began to move along, eyes darting everywhere and piercing through the black material. At least she was adorned in her daggers this time, even the oens she swore she'd never handle again, but many knew how to gift her weapons, it helped. Running her tongue over the dark blackened lips, the Ilythiiri continued along her way, ears perked for any sign of noise.
(09/17/11 - 11:24:35 )
//Animalistic\
…Staas…
- I'm a believer. Nothing could be worse.
All these imaginary friends.
Hiding betrayal. Driving the nail.
Hoping to find a savior.
Nomad
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
...white-armed... A M E : *He would grin and simply lift his hand andhe would flick his wist which would propel the semi round rock he had been holding in his hand. Not all weapons are flashy or dangerous looking she hadn't seen the rock and not it was heading right for her being a good aim and the distance between them wasn't vast the rock should at the very least knock her off balance and maybe draw a little blood but who knows how true the rock flies.*
(09/17/11 - 11:31:11 )
...white-armed...
A M E R I E
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: -She seen you raise your hand, not knowing what it was, but she knew it wasn't good...with that she let her daggers, fly and felt something hard hit her on the side of her head, sure...he was a big man so of course he would have man strength behind the cast....it ended up hitting her temple lobe...and was instantly knocked out...it was a hard through, and grooves from the rock cut her skin...and did make her bleed....a small line of blood would flow from her temple and down the side of her cheek...-
(09/17/11 - 11:33:27 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: Looking down to check the claws over her right hand, feeling the tightness of the leather, her boots collecting dust from the road,, she would ahve to find someone to clean those when she got back home, and she was missing hom, but the call had come through while she had been working in her Temple, getting ready to start teachign the new students, the Yathrinen that would be flowing through, eagre to elarn, eagre to please Lloth. Curving her lips sinisterly she turned and looked around, finally lwoering the hood of her cloak before moving on.Times were busy, she had much that needed doing, there were too many kivvilen to kill and keep down without leaving the lands behind her, the Underdark would wait, she would send a missive to the Ilharess if this took much longer.
(09/17/11 - 11:36:01 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: *still rideing heading for the sound of thhe screams I heard wondering what new devilityr this is in the lands of Windstorm thinknig I see something much further ahead I spur the horse on drawing my Sword as I go a wavy kriss bladed single edge Katana now in my hand as I keep rideing along *
(09/17/11 - 11:40:38 )
//Animalistic\
…Staas…
- I'm a believer. Nothing could be worse.
All these imaginary friends.
Hiding betrayal. Driving the nail.
Hoping to find a savior.
Nomad
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
...white-armed... A M E : *He was surprised the rock had hit her so perfectly and had knocked her out in one blow I would chuckle and get over the tree one of the swordsmen had a dagger in his leg and was screaming in pain I would quickly throw all your daggers and throwing daggers off your body and then I would lift you up and I would sling you over my shoulder and make my way into the forest off the road. I would move away from the castle and start to head as deep into the forest as I could**
(09/17/11 - 11:50:37 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: Hearing a noise down the way she began to pick up her pace, quite uncertain of what was happening but, as it stood to her, dead bodies worked for her, and worked for Lloth too. Spilling blood was essential to her survival, it had become a daily routine, whether it was a mercyless death to a surfacer or a sacrifice upon the alter. Shyntylene almost purred at the though of blood as she stayed close tot he forest edge, looking around as she saw the figures up ahead, her thirst hit once more as her fingers delicately checked her thigh for the nearest dagger ebfore she began to slowly approach them, letting the wind whip strands of silver hair about her face.
(09/17/11 - 11:51:19 )
//Animalistic\
…Staas…
- I'm a believer. Nothing could be worse.
All these imaginary friends.
Hiding betrayal. Driving the nail.
Hoping to find a savior.
Nomad
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
Arson ShadowblaideSexy e: *He would continue to make his way through the forest going deeper and deeper heading through thicker areas moving through brush and heavy tree lines places where horses for example are hard to go through. He was a very fit man and has lived in the wilderness most of his life but he isn't running with a person over his shoulder but he should be out of sight of the road by now so he keeps moving*
(09/17/11 - 11:53:06 )
//Animalistic\
…Staas…
- I'm a believer. Nothing could be worse.
All these imaginary friends.
Hiding betrayal. Driving the nail.
Hoping to find a savior.
Nomad
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
Arson ShadowblaideSexy e: *By the time you came about the tree on the road two cloaks were left stuck to the tree and the only person was the guy with the dagger in his leg. And Even if the other three farmers were found they didn't know Staas name or where his camp was located so they would be of no use to anyone for information but they could try*
(09/17/11 - 11:53:11 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
//Animalistic\…Staas…- I: *see's the spot where the log was roled into thhe roadbut does not see anyone around frowning as I look further up thte road and off t oeathtor side thinking I spot someone with a person ovedr there shoulder heading into the woods that white gown in her ava sticking out like a sore thumb in the forrest growling as I see you makeing off deeper into thew woods then growling even more as I see a Dark Elf aprouching thinking this is just so not my day *
(09/17/11 - 11:58:53 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
..::Deathly Arachnid::..: *holds my ground sword out looknig at you as you aprouch the area where I am *Halt and Identify yourself?*sitsthere astride the horse sword in hand hood hiddeing all of my face but one eye *
(09/17/11 - 12:00:35 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: Looked around and saw the cloaks, smirking slightly, it was easy to mistake, she was wearing a blindfold afterall, protecting ehr eyes fromt he ahrsh light. Moving towards the man with the dagger in his leg, looking him over casually and canting her head. Picking up another sound she looked forwards, seeing the Elf in the distance her lips curved in a malicious hatred, what luck for her, fresh blood for the Dark Mother. Placeing her boot firmly on the guy laying on the floor she reached down, yanking the dagger from his thigh and keeping him to the floor. "Be silent kivvil rothe." Almsot snapping the words at him as she wet her lips. "I can give you something more to scream and cry about. A lot more, it has been some time since I have been content to flay someone alive." Turning her attention back to the Elf then, her stance was set as the dagger was poised ready in her grasp.
(09/17/11 - 12:02:41 )
//Animalistic\
…Staas…
- I'm a believer. Nothing could be worse.
All these imaginary friends.
Hiding betrayal. Driving the nail.
Hoping to find a savior.
Nomad
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
...white-armed... A M E : *Thankfully the elf and dark elf should occupy enough time for me to disappear into the woods. Once I got you back to my camp I would search and find all your weapons and valuables. Then I would tie your wrists behind your back securely then I would tie your ankles together and gag you and blindfold you and leave you near the fire pit and I would sit and finish cleaning my latest kill from hunting* ((I am sorry I need to bolt here for rt))
(09/17/11 - 12:03:34 )
...white-armed...
A M E R I E
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: ( with him leaving I will be STORYTELLING for him...to continue the RP ... ^^ ))
(09/17/11 - 12:03:38 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
..::Deathly Arachnid::..: Hey now *rides up closer * I have to question that man unless you know what is gonig on here wait youmight of had something to do owith it nahh I doupt it *keeps the sword in my hand as I look at you not dismounting yet * so what do you knowabout the large man I saw carrying what looked like a woman off into the forrest ??
(09/17/11 - 12:03:40 )
//Animalistic\
…Staas…
- I'm a believer. Nothing could be worse.
All these imaginary friends.
Hiding betrayal. Driving the nail.
Hoping to find a savior.
Nomad
: Leaves...
(09/17/11 - 12:10:34 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
Arson ShadowblaideSexy e: Looked at the Elf and arched a slender brow at her andsmirked, keeping her boot on the man and glanced at the Elf again. "You dare have the audacity to question me jalil. What gives you the authority to think of such an act. Treacherous creature." Shaking her head softly as she crouched down, paying no attention to the Elf she palced the dagger towards the struggleing mans throat, revealingt he bare flesh of her silkened legs. "He will not be giving you any answers, less he wishes to loose his tongue."
(09/17/11 - 12:10:46 )
::: STORYTELLER :::
says to Arson ShadowblaideSexy e: -The man would look up to you...she gave a coy grin...he was not one to rat out anyone...all he did was take in a deep breath...and spat down on the ground, he was used to being tortured, he feared his boss more then anyone else...even if they be an elf or what not..- I will not say...
(09/17/11 - 12:14:53 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
..::Deathly Arachnid::..: Yes he will talk to me if Ihave to go through you to get to him thats fine but I fighured you would want t ohelp me rescue a woman from a man but be that all as it may please step back away from him((to the man )) oh you will talk one way or another beleive me I knowworse thhingsto do oto you than kill you things thhat will have you screaming in agony for days and begging to tell me what I want to know *hood still covering all but my left eye as I stand there sword in hand waiting *
(09/17/11 - 12:15:59 ) D : Enters the room...
(09/17/11 - 12:18:50 )
::: STORYTELLER :::
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: -What no one knows, is that when a man takes an oath...to never betray one another, they mean it....blood was spilled from every man in the group...it was a pact and were now brothers, if one had to die for not giving a name...then that was how it it was...he just gave a grin, then his thoughts drew to a letter that his boss had given him...and it had his signature on it...if the two found it, they would know his master's name...as for the woman...all he knew was that she was just that...a woman...he did hear her say something about her knowing the Queen....but that was all he heard...and knew really...he shook off his worry and remained silent...looking up at the two and just smiled-
(09/17/11 - 12:18:50 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
Arson ShadowblaideSexy e: Glanced to the man and laughed. "Now now. I did not give you permission to speak, Stay silent or loose your tongue or I will slit your throat here and now and think nothing of it." Shyntylene knew she was going to do it anyway, but right now she had the upperhand, what was one more dead body to her with all the other lives she had taken, they meant nothing, just more blood, another step closer to Mother. "Your lips would look perfect removed from your body." Whispering harshly as she looked back to the Elf once more, still no threat she felt from her, she had once herself been a name to fear, but time had changed, yet still there were many who feared her, many of her own kind and within her Qu'ellar who feared her now. Laughing at the Elves words before the sadistic smile flashed over her lips again, bearing the sharp fangs glistening white against the midnight obsidian flesh. "Nau, he will not talk to you."
(09/17/11 - 12:21:30 )
...white-armed...
A M E R I E
•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...
ALL: -She still remained unconscious...and unaware of what is now going on...-
(09/17/11 - 12:23:47 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
..::Deathly Arachnid::..: *sighs softly * so we have t odo it the hard way ?? thats fine we will do it your way t obad I would rather not have to shed your blood but I will get the answers I need *moves forwards towards you sword in hand a dagger drawn now in the other hand also *
(09/17/11 - 12:25:47 )
::: STORYTELLER :::
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
Arson ShadowblaideSexy e: -The man would just look up at you...with the smile still planted on his face...he did manage to say a few words...-
I do not fear you, or the cut of your blade elf...do your worst...
(09/17/11 - 12:29:13 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
Arson ShadowblaideSexy e: Shook her head softly and closed her eyes briefly beneath the blindfold, making a move to rise from the body, though she stopped and chuckled a little, of course she had the upperhand right now, making to drop the dagger she moved quickly, thrusting it through the mans throat to pin his neck to the dirt ground before useing his body like a springboard, pushing her foot down firmly to throwherself back as she looked to the Elf, a spray of the mans blood set on her features, though she ignored it as she held her staff. "How do you wish to do this jalil. Swords or magic. I'm adept with both." Ripping her cloak from ehr back, her Hosue blade strapped to her back, something she never lef thome without "He isn't going to talk. Just gurgle until he dies. He'll not survive, only a cleric can do that. Just to annoy you. I am not willing to bring him back either."
(09/17/11 - 12:33:57 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
..::Deathly Arachnid::..: *sighsshakeing my head knowing only hte barest most basic of magic works herecantripsat best so thte poor man is dead there will be saveibng him and thhus no oneed t ofight you I have moreimportant things to deal with like trying to find the woman that was snagged off of the road puts my dagger away and moves to the man squating down keepnig an eye on you as I pull the dagger from him and flip it into the groundat your feet * g oon you haveonly made things harder for me nothing I am not use to and so you know Magic does not work as well as you would think here in Windstorm so if we fight it will be weapons besides unlike most of my kind Ido not do MagicI have other talents *close's the man eyes with my right hand thhen starts searching him for any clues as to who thte other man was *
(09/17/11 - 12:39:12 )
::: STORYTELLER :::
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: -The man had no time to react to the drow's blade...though he could do nothing. This is why he took the oath...to protect his master and all his plans...he lay there on the road...covered in dirt....bleeding from his leg from the dagger of the girl that his master took and speed off with.....and now...his throat had been slit...in a way that he had never seen....he knew death was near...and soon it found him....-
- The letter that the man had would be found in the mans back pocket....it was all coded and written in latin....the Master's signature could be made out though...-
(09/17/11 - 12:40:33 )
::: STORYTELLER :::
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: STAAS
-Was his name...and that...was the only clue that would be found...-
(09/17/11 - 12:41:04 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
Arson ShadowblaideSexy e: Looked to the dagger and reached down to pick it up, wipeing the blood in the grass before slipping it into her boot, it wasn't hers, but it was now, it would be handy, she would see a smith and have a scabbard made for it and then present it to the alter as a gift to Lloth. Canting ehr head softly. "That would explain the strange sensation when I found myself within these lands." Shrugging slightly, she had power on her side, she had her Goddess. "You may not like magic, but the Dark Mother granted me a gift for laying down my sword. As Ulathtallar, I take pride in the gift my Goddess bestowed upon me." Her features never shwoed that she had wanted the fight but she watched the Elf searching the body, she didn't care elss about the belongings, but the man had spoken without permission and she kept her promise and finished him off. Who was to say she was not a Drow to keep her words?
(09/17/11 - 12:46:21 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
..::Deathly Arachnid::..: It is not a matter of like or dislike when it comes t oMagic I was not blessed with the talent Correlon gave me other talents *finds thhe letter and risest omy feet makeing a note t o myself to have guards come here to try t oIdentify thhe man so his family can be told what happened t ohim and to question them about wh ois Master may or may not be as I tuck the letter into my belt pouch *if you needa place to stay the town is back behind me travel in peace and peace will be yours here in these lands all are welcome that come in peace * moves backwards towards the horse I borrowed *
(09/17/11 - 12:47:04 )
...white-armed...
A M E R I E
•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...
ALL: -That damn rock must have hit her harder then the man thought....as she still layed there on the ground....knocked out...-
(09/17/11 - 12:52:49 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
Arson ShadowblaideSexy e: Draws in a deep breath at the mention of Correllon, the treatures God of the Elves, she felt the hatred burning up inside of her. Slowly begins to approach the body and rests a foot upon it for a m oment as she watched the Elf and then stepped closer. "Peace?... Peace?... An Ilythiiri and peace?" almost laughing at the thought of the words together. "I do naut go anywher ein peace, anywhere that is not allied with the Qu'ellar I reside in, I show no peace to no one who is not allied to lloth, to my Valsharess and to my Ilharess." Another hiss passed her lips, she cared not fo the man or his belongings as she kicked her now dirt covered cloak out the way, she would not be wearing it again, a peasent could find it, she would aquire a new one now. "As for Correllon, he has betrayed you like he betrayed Mother all those years ago."
(09/17/11 - 12:54:00 )
::: STORYTELLER :::
: -The woman by the name of Amerie....layed their on the forest floor next to the fire pit...where the rock hit...it did some damage....as it did hit her frontal lobe...it may have actually placed her into a coma...to know the damage...she must be found at once....STASS would shake her, trying to wake her, but was unsuccessful.....he knew eventually someone would come looking for the Woman. If she spoke true, and she knew the Queen, surly she had someone looking for her right now...and he would most likly recieve the death sentence. He was not ready to be found with the girl just yet...so he quickly packed camp....tossed the girl onto the back of one horses that he and his men stole from a village a couple day's ago, and took off deeper into the forest...-
(09/17/11 - 12:57:19 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
..::Deathly Arachnid::..: *freeze's in place as you talk blasphemy thinknig ok your a Drow of course you see things that way but I know better * beleive what you will but start a fight here in these lands and you will find magic Goddess or God given of no use to you and ththe guards are well equiped to deal with even one such as you but you do asyou please I have a woman t oworry about saveing and Rangers to send combing the wounds for tracks *starts backing up again rely not in a mood to educate you or to fight you t omany other things on my mind reaching the horse I swing up into the saddle one handed sword still in the other then turn it around and ride ff listening for the sound of anything being thrown at my back *
(09/17/11 - 13:02:28 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: Snarls "Coward" Words aimed at the Elf rideing off, not even having bothered to deal wit the body properly, looking back she moved to the body and began to search him for anything that the Elf might have missed, she cared not for the missing female, there was nothing offered to her, nothing she could gain from helping find her, nothing in it for Lloth, who cared if she lived or died with her attacker. Yet now... now she was bored, at least the Elven blood would have sedated her for some time.
(09/17/11 - 13:04:48 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
..::Deathly Arachnid::..: *keeps rideing hard towards the Castle not carring what you callme I knowbetter and have been called worse but people who know me a hell of al otbetter than you do assassin blood traitor bitch the list goes on and on hopeing I find the woman in time to save her from whatever the man may have in store for her *
(09/17/11 - 13:10:07 )
::: STORYTELLER :::
: -The man knew better then to stay in these lands....so he took off in the direction of the border....with him gone...there will be no way of knowing where he was with the girl....she would make a good slave...she was pretty...but he was a man of greed...and he loved money...she would fetch a good some of money...least he hoped for...he would brush a loose strand of hair away from the woman's face...-
Amerie....let us pray that your so called dear friend The Queen....is close to you as you say....or death...will be at your doorstep....
-The man continued on.....close to the border.....and as for the woman Amerie.....she was know in the land of Windstorm....hopfully the Elf...with her good eyes...had seen what she looked like...so that she could describe in detail...what she and the man looked like...so that the people would know....who to look for...-
(09/17/11 - 13:10:15 )
..::Deathly Arachnid::..A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
Shyntylene Rilynneld
~Ulathtallar d'Aranea~
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
||Lost but never forgotten||
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: Began to move down the dirt track towards the village, tucking strands of hair behind her ears, no one would recognise her these days, she was certain of it. Too much time had past now, the once long silver hair now brushed her chin at it's full length, blindfold covered the eyes that had once held a daylight adaption, the arachnid pendant on her neck where once a naked female upon a moon had rested. Life was definately different for Shyntylene now, trekking along she let her mind wonder, contemplateing if she would see any familier faces from her past, were any alive, were any dead. She knew this land, the Elf had said Windstorm, she had been to the castle many times in the past. This was a step further in finding out what had happened to her home, the lands she was born in, her ehart crying out for Trieal.
(09/17/11 - 13:15:08 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•COURTYARD•
...is somewhere in the courtyard...
::: STORYTELLER :::: *jumping off of the horse as soon as Istop it in the courtyard giveing the reighns to a stable hand as Iyell over my shoulder t ohim t oget me another one abd to give that one al ot of extra cre if preformend wounderfullly for me * running for ththe guards station in the wall and hurridly filling them in on what Isaw and yes I describe the woman quite well as I give thhe Captain of the guards the letter tell him where thte body is and then spin back to move towards the new horse brought out for me and mount upagain and tear off out thhe gate togo bac kwhere I just came from yes thtis is the long way around but if I fail to ofind herthen someone else needs to know what is happening other than just me *
(09/17/11 - 13:25:02 )
::: STORYTELLER :::
: -The man would continue to ride...he was now very close to the border....and knew once he crossed there....he would be safe....the woman still lay there on the back of his horse....uncoucious....at that moment he did not care....he would be long gone before anyone could catch up to him....soon he would reach the border...with a grin and a yell of victory, she sped off....know knowing...that he was now heading in the direction....of Citadel of Shadows...a land...he had never set foot on....-
-Amerie who layed on the back of the horse.....was being bumped and hit with the brach's from thre trees....she did not feel it of course....she did always wear a certin clip in her hair....one that took shape of a butterfly...she always wore it....as they passed by one of the trees, her hair got caought in the branchs, she some of her hair, along with the clip...got caught in the tree....the man who took her was unaware....this...be the next clue....-
(09/17/11 - 13:26:58 )
++ Fifth of Five ++
Dieter
Cursed Wanderer
Exiled Prince of Fryseland
Windstorm Council
Windstorm Castle | RPO
•COURTYARD•
...is somewhere in the courtyard...
ALL: The Castle is already on a heightened alert, guards patrolling in pairs and closely watching the surroundings. Word is quickly relayed through the Castle, first to Master Sergeant Gerben, to take to the Queen, the older man frowning mightily at the reports. The Lady Amerie was indeed one of the Queens many friends and she would be most distressed to hear of such, quickly detailing a pair of the Guard to find the Prince, knowing he is out patrolling.
(09/17/11 - 13:32:47 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: *radeing hard but not full out back towards where I was before not careing about Drow or dead men only needing to get back to where it allhappened to start tracking the man rely hopeing I am in time to save her so not wantnig to have to tell Edie a travelar in her lands died because I was incometant so not likeing this situation at all praying to Correlon even though he might not here me in these lands and if he does he can not answer anyway that I be in time vowing softly to hunt that man down to thhe end s of all the realms I have to to find ththe Lady *
(09/17/11 - 13:39:54 )
::: STORYTELLER :::
: - Citadel of Shadows...sits nestled within the mountains southeast of Caernarfon....The Citadel and the village of Dusk Glen itself are surrounded by the woods of the Ebon Forest, the Citadel overlooks the village ominously, obscured from sight and surrounded in shadows. Outside of the Ebon forests are high, craggy mountains, the only entry being a dwarven cut tunnel at the north side of the range, which has long given the illusion to many that the Citadel is nonexistent and a product of myth and legend. The mist rising from the winding river throughout the lands only works to perpetuate the mythical quality as it shrouds the Citadel and village in a mysterious fog. The only other ways to enter the Citadel lands are via dragon or through use of a portal, though such means by those unknown to the Citadel have been considered, at best, extremely hazardous to one's health....Rutger Verrier is the Lord of these lands.....STASS...did not know this....so it looks like trouble...will come to these two....-
-Whomever reach's the border....would know exactly what direction and the dangers that lay ahead for those two.....CoS...was not a place that many ventured.....the two must be found...perhaps a letter to the Lord of Cos...would be a grand idea...-
(09/17/11 - 13:43:24 )
Arson Shadowblaide
Sexy elven Brat
•DIRT ROAD•
...is on the road heading towards Windstorm...
ALL: ((If I knew him allthat well would send one but since I only know him in passing sorry gonna have to do it thhe hard way ))*startsa tracking the man through the woods keeping my eye on the trail watching listening looking up a lot to keep from being suprised as I move thtrough the forrest leading my horse as quitly as possiable *