If you go down to the woods today...

[Lady Adel de Blakeland]

(07/21/12 - 14:41:20 )

Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•WINDSTORM LANDS•
...is somewhere on the lands of Windstorm...

ALL: The first half of her day had been spent in the village, she wanted to check up on Barb to see how he was coming along with the carriage. He had managed to find some black paint with no problem whatsoever, but was still seeking out the red. While it was yet still light, late afternoon, she made her return towards the Castle, but she decided to take the 'pretty route' instead of going on the main road. Yes, she cut across one of the fields and was heading for an opening in the forest. It would be nice just to trot through, weave about the many trees and listen to the tranquil sounds of the wooded area. And so, Dante, her steed, steadily moved ever closer to an opening in the forest.


07/21/12 - 14:44:15 )
:::Fang in the North:::

Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: As i ate i took the time to inspect my spears leaf putting my deer meat down next to me by my right foot i drew out the wetstone now putting the spear across my lap and with slow running motions i sharpen the steel blade of the spear .Every so often i pick up a piece of meat to eat .despite my being here alone in the forest i was content though i should by all rights be dead along with all my other comrades who died on the battlefield .Sitting there in quiet contemplation i closed my eyes and there in my visions i saw their faces i could still hear their screams the blood the guts the memories all still fresh in my mind .


(07/21/12 - 14:47:45 )

Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

ALL: Oh how she loved the sound of hooves crushing the crispy leaves underneath the weight of a horse, not to mention her added weight, not to say she weighed a ton...because, she most certainly did not! Oh no, her frame was slender and a stature extremely short. But that was enough about her. There were various birds tweeting their afternoon songs, gathering food no doubt for the evening drawing in. Resting her hands on the front of the saddle, she allowed Dante to choose which ever path he so desired, for she had already directed him in the general direction. Moving around a large tree, she glanced up and stared at the flicking rays of sunlight which tried to beam through. It was such a peaceful place and she could understand why some came here to seek solice.


(07/21/12 - 14:50:49 )
:::Fang in the North:::

Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: As my hand would continue to run the stone along the blade it would now suddenly stop .My ears both in unision twitch i was picking up something i by now knew the sounds of the forest and this sound wasnt one of them .Slowly my right hand reached down and picked up another piece of meat and put it into my mouth as my eyes slowly opened up .then my right hand gripped the spear midshaft and brought it away from my lap .My left arm slide into the sleeve of my shield and my left hand took hold of the handle .Slowly i stood up now and searched the brush i was trying to find where and how far that sound was .


(07/21/12 - 14:54:54 )


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

ALL: Naturally, with each step taken by Dante, they delved deeper and deeper into the forest. How many times had she been here now? Hmm, she'd lost count, but each visit had always been just a little bit different, each and every time. That is what made the forest so special and magical. When she had first arrived here in Windstorm, she had tried to find a river or a lake, or even a deep pond would have done, but she was yet to stumble across one. With the divine weather that they had been having recently, she had wanted to go for a dip. But when she had asked at the Castle, it was advised against. How very annoying. Anyway, she blissfully travelled through the woods, Dante's hooves cracking a dried twig every so often. Was she happy? That would be hard to tell, but she seemed to be in a good mood of sorts, because she started to hum... maybe she would add some words shortly to her tune.


(07/21/12 - 15:00:37 )
:::Fang in the North:::

Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

ALL: As i searched the brush the sound was drawing closer for a moment i looked to my fire the smell of meat filled the area this wasnt good but it was too late now .Another sound came into my ears the sound of someone humming .But out of instinct i took up a defensive stance slidding into a left side lead with my body hidding behind the large sheild my spear was now resting along the middle of the outter right rim the 8" steel leaf faces forwards .My eye's continue to scower the area the sound of clomping told me someone was on a horse only one had it been more the sound would have been greater still my eyes searched it was when i looked to my right and shifted in that direction i was now facing the sound quietly i waited to see what emerges from the brush.


(07/21/12 - 15:07:17 )

Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

ALL: " The darkness of their soul... " she sang the first line of her made up song, did she have the vocals of an angel? No, in fact, she sounded more like a cat being strangled. " ....will pay with death. I am a healer....of sinful hearts " well, it certainly didn't make any sense at all, but in her mind, it was perfectly clear. And she was really getting into the song, her arms raising aloft and fists punching into the air. Poor old Dante's ears began to twitch furiously. " Tread carefully.... or our paths shall meet.... and I will decide, whether you will.....diiiiiiiie " Hmm, very charming indeed. Good job no one could hear her. And when she fell into complete silence, she could have sworn that she heard a *crack* and a *pop* the distinct noises of a fire consuming logs or twigs of wood. A fine brow ached and she pulled up on the reins, bringing her steed to a standstill. For a time, they stood motionless, blue hues scanning across the treelines to see if she could spy the rising fumes that would signal a fire nearby.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

ALL: Now the sound had stopped whoever was on a horse was either alerted to my pressence or it was that damn fire with the scent of meat that was cooking either way i would continue to wait for a long while i would search the brush but out of curiosity i would call out now

Ποιος είναι εκεί; βγαίνουν

If anyone out there was listening they would hear this language if they understood it or not was up to the person.But for now i waited to see if someone was really out there .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: What in all Ha'des?! There was a voice echoing through the trees, like a spirit on the winds, travelling to her sensitive ear canals. In reaction to the sound, she ducked low in the saddle ...as if this was somehow going to help her? Help her with what, even?? To conceal her! It had definately been the voice of a man. But what kind of barbaric language was that?! Oh, it grated on the ears, how vile was it, if she had to hear it one more time, her eyes and ears might just bleed. She had not the first clue, nor she did she want to know. For a time, she didn't want to say anything, but pride got the better of her and so she shouted back, her lungs were made for such: " Who goes there? One demands to know! " she called in return, the tone of her voice was authoritive...not that she held any authority, but who ever this was...they would not be none the wiser. Ha! While she waited if there was a reply, Dante and herself remained stationary.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXT: There was a reply to my question comming from the brush but it was gibberish but female there were no others sounds however comming from that direction other than the voice .So i would take it upon myself now to walk in that direction and like a hulking figure i emerged from the brush there before you stood a dark skinned man about 6'7 looked to weigh in around 260 lbs dressed in a mail shirt heavy leather pants boots of the men of the north fur tipped the mans hair was black about chest length his eyes that of the olive green his face was no older than about 20 =25 years of age still a Man in these times he was well built corded muscles and a large chest hidden by the mail .His gear was a large shield that carried the insigina of his mothers city a ship along his left hip sat a viking sword in the scabbard a large spear set in his right hand the tip was facing skywards . Once more i would speak

Ποιος είσαι εσύ;?( who are you)

I remained standing there about 18 or so feet away from you and your mount .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: Oh dear Heavens above! An extremely large man appeared from out of no where. Well, he didn't just magically appear, but he did certainly make an entrance from some unknown location....somewhere within the woods. " Ha.... " came the nervous kind of noise, as her eyes roamed over his form, stopping upon the spear that he held in his hand. It was best if she stayed on the horse, yes, because if she got down from the saddle than he would size her up to be no more than 5'0" tall and that would not be a good advantage from her point of view. If she wanted, she could easily trample him with Dante's hooves. But, no, she would converse with that barbaric speaking man. " Greetings to you... I am Lady Adel de Blakeland " she said most pleasantly, her hand gesturing towards herself as she introduced herself to the man currently standing idle. " And you are? " her hand now drifted in his direction, her index finger extending and pointing at him. Tilting her head to one side, blonde locks drops loosely against her shoulder.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXT: Whatever you were saying it was gibberish to me but i did catch the pointing of your finger to me i took notice of the horse you sat upon you had the perverbial higher ground but should you charge i could easily enough run your horse through with the spear but i would show no aggression not now anyway less i was given reason and right now it would seem both of us are locked in a language battle .Hefting the spear across my shoulders for a moment i looked up to the sky then slowly back to you thinking maybe you are wanting my name and so when i spoke this time i spoke in the tounge of my father perhaps you might be able to understand after all the norse men raided this area often .

JEG er Wulf

The name spoken in Norse


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: No, she still didn't understand that disgusting language, it sounded like a sword being scrapped along something rough. Yes, very unpleasant on the ears. But this was no time to insult an armed man. Though, the way in which he said what he had just said, did seem as though he was somehow introducing himself in return. " Jeg er Wulf " that fine brow slowly raised high. What a strange and unusual name that was. It was quite a relief to see him relax somewhat with his spear, he did not seem 'that' threatening, than again, looks can be most deceiving. " Uuuh... " it still wasn't completely obvious to her that he couldn't understand what she was saying. It was blatant she could not figure out his words. But the fact that he had answered her, or at least she had thought, she tried asking another question. " What is one doing out here by his lonesome? " her hand sweeped outwards and gestured all around, towards the forest in general.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXT: I still didnt understand you but i was smart enough to know by the motion of your hand and the pointing of your finger to me when you seemed to be asking my name i looked around for a moment figureing you were asking my purpose here or maybe why i am here .So with some thought i croutched for a moment and with my spears butt end i drew something in the ground it was a picture of a house my origin then i drew a line and stick figures with swords alot of them --war--- then i drew a ship and water ---sailing == i once more drew more men with swords ===naval battle--- then i drew larger men with axes ===vikings .I then drew me and you and the horse.Once done i rose up to my full hieght hopefully you could understand what i was trying to say here with the pictures


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: Squeezing her legs in against Dante's girth, she drew closer to the man, so she could get a look at the pictures on the ground. But before she would dare come within a foot or two of him, she raised her hand and signalled for him to back the hell up. Followed by a nervous laugh. But while she waited to see if he would indeed carry out this quite reasonable request, she stood up in the stirrups and peered down at the drawings he had drawn in the dirt. Most of it should could make out, both brows shooting. Oh dear Lord, was this man a scout?! Was there going to be a planned invasion of Windstorm?!?! There was certainly a pattern here...weapons, lots of men coming over on ships, what in all Ha'des?! Ooooh....play it cool..... smile at the man. A brilliant white smile she did offer. He does not know who one is, he thinks one is some fair maiden out for an afternoon trot in the woods. " Oooohhh.... " came the word of relization, but her mind was running from one to a dozen " ...hahahaha.....yes... " nods, ever so slowly.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXT: I did back up as you requested of me i might not speak your lanuage but i understood hand motions as far as being a scout was kinda absured i was far to big to be a scout scouts generally being smaller and lighter which was somthing i wasnt .The depiction on the ground was a record of my life mostly surrounded by war and sailing the vikings you look at was my last stop .And being i am a lone soldier living in the forest some would think i was a Man plagued by past occurances and the solice of the forest gave me peace but i was in no way just some push over that some knights could just try and trample i would kill any and all who come to do me harm .and given the time i have been here i made no attempt to show myself nor interact with those in these lands another indication i wasnt here to raid .But for now i would watch you look upon the crude drawings i might have been very smart but i was far from being an artist .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: Of course, neither of them could read each others minds, if that was the case than this would be far more simple. Being that Windstorm had recently been under threat, she was jumping to conclusions. At the same time, she wanted to impress a certain someone, her ability to...to.... 'do things', such of this nature! So....What had she got herself into?! Actually, this was perfect, it was a great opportunity to prove that she had a desire to protect Windstorm and those within her...or him...depending on if Windstorm was even seen as a gender.... but anyway. The beat of her heart had increased tenfold, where was her weapons when she needed them? Not that she was foolish enough to take on such a massive mountain of a man alone, or was she? Perhaps. But no, she would not or rather, could not... seeing as she was lacking in the weapon deparment. Ontop of that, if this man was a scout, all he would need to do is call for his back up and BAM, she would be surrounded. But...than she began to reason, why was he not attacking her? If he was indeed part of some barbaric group of men, who were plotting to plunder Windstorm, why did she not find herself thrown to the ground already? Ah ha...it made sense now. It must be her divinely golden woven locks and those piercing blue eyes of hers, the man thought that she was one of his own!! It was obvious. And she did share a blood line, something she kept to herself. Now she felt confident to dismount, which is what she did and walked closer to examine the pictures further. Lifting her gaze, she looked at him. And pointed at him. " You Jeg er Wulf? " she wanted to be sure of his name.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXT: When you dismounted I would back up futher now i wasnt sure of you in my fathers culture i would just see you first it was the way of the northmen thus my way too and in turn i would let you see me .Once i backed up futher increasing the distance between us up to 18ft away i would continue to look at the horse then to you as you were speaking my language somewhat i understood what it was you were asking me and so i answered you

Ja jeg er kalt Wulf( yes i am called Wulf)

By now i drove the spears butt end into the ground so it may stand on its own and i slung my shield over my left shoulder now there was no need for it now at least not at the moment .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: It did not go unnoticed when he shot a brief glance towards Dante, for some reason this quite irritated her and she had the urge to shout at the man, but by some miracle she had held her tongue. Good job too. Hmm, when he replied this time, it was not simply Jeg Er Wulf, but there were some added words. Goodness, she could not make head nor tails of this strange tongue...but she definately heard Jeg Er Wulf again...so would just stick to calling him that. Not that she was one to use names in the first place. It was now apparent that he did not understand her either, like she had first thought. Hmm...what would Sir Hawkmoon say to do....think one's next move....so, what sort of information did she want or what could she get? Ah...the weapons. Pointing towards the spear, she made a flinging motion as if she had just thrown it, then held up one finger indicating the number one. And than, she pretended that she had withdrawn a sword from a scabbard, and pointed at him. " Sword? " she wanted to see how many weapons that man did indeed carry on his person. Just then a whiff of something caught her nostrils, that fire was near by and he must have been cooking something, but what?


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXT: By now i saw that you were motioning to my weapons and so i gripped the spears shaft and spoke

Min spyd...

I then motion to my shield taking it into my left hand by slipping my forearm through the sleeve and gripping the handle behind the rim

...Mitt skjold

My eyes would motion to the sword on my left hip

...Mitt sverd

I also took notice of your nose as if you were sniffing the air i looked in the direction of my camp taking up the spear into my right hand I would just walk past you into the brush .It was now up to you wether or not you'ed follow .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: If she wasn't careful, she might just laugh out loud or scoff at how gullible this fellow was. They certainly hadn't sent out their most smartest of scouts. Than again, what she had heard of such people, they were mainly good at hacking through people and burning down villages. What the....he suddenly took strides towards her, standing as still as a statue, he strolled on past. Phew, that was a close one. Now, she could signal Dante to make a break for it and being that he was such a clever steed, he would return to whether home was, which was currently the Castle. No doubt people would take note of an empty saddle... but, that would just lead them to believe that the rider was 'gone', the horse would not be able to lead them back. Ah, forget that. There was yet still valuable knowledge to be had, so turning on her heels, she slowly but surely followed behind the huge man. Being that he could not understand her, she began to talk away: " I do hope you know, I am a student. A very sharp eye'd, keen ear'd student. Not much gets past one, and I warn you now...you dare to carry out such deeds, and it shall be your last " her tone was flat and so, it was hard to find any emotion within it that would lead the man to any conclusion, plus her expression was blank.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXT: If you did happen to follow by now i was setting my spear and shield down against a tree next to me beside it sat a viking helm standard conical helm with a nasal guard the camp sight was no more than 20or so ft in diameter there was a leg of deer that was cooked with some of its meat shaved off next to the leg a large flint piece used for cutting .Along one of the tree branches hung a butchered deer its skin removed and hanging on another tree limb a few rabbits i caught earlier lay beside a waterskin i sat on a stump behind me a large lean too made of branches woven leafs made the roof of it .As you did follow me you were talking but i didnt understand any of it to me sounded like you were jabbering like a mad squirrel in a tree .As i sat there i took up the flint piece now and cut off some more meat and began to eat once i did this i motion to the deer leg and put the flint piece down on it and motion to you .I then picked up the water skin and took a long drink letting out a belch .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: Dante followed in her shadow, and only came to a standstill when she turned and instructed him to come no further. Stepping into the little camp that the man had set up, it was quite impression, he certainly knew how to live out in the wild. How long had he been here? Judging by the set up, quite some time. So he was taking his time in figuring out the lands of Windstorm was he?! Well, she was one step ahead of him! Baby blues survey the rest of the camp, taking in as much information as her mind can hold. Was he offering to break bread with her?? Oh dear, this was dilemma for her. Where she comes from, breaking bread was a sign of peace....but at the time, what if he wanted to poison her or worse...put her to sleep and take her captive!! Just keep it friendly, so she laughed...it was a fake laugh, but a laugh nonetheless. Shaking her head. " Oh, no thank you...one just ate at the village...yes.... some... apples.. ha...ha... " but she did join him, crouching down about 5 paces away from him. " You do know that the deer that you have hunted and the other animals all belong to the Queen... yes? " she pointed to the dead animals....than again, what did he care?! He was plotting to overthrow the Queen, no doubt! When he belched, she pulled a look of disgust. " Manners! I am a Lady! " she snapped.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: I just looked at you when you motioned to the deer and your not wanting to eat the fresh kill i made this morning i was raised when someone offers food you took it was a sign of good manners when one shared anothers fire .if i could understand you i probally would have said no one has dominion over what the gods have gave us but i didnt say anything i just reached for the flint and cut off a small piece of meat and held it out to you .Maybe you would get the idea to take it to show you were not my enemy for a warrior wouldnt share his food with an enemy .I saw the look your face when i burped i mocked one word

...Lady

it was followed by my mothers tounge

Τι είναι η κυρία;?

My head now tilts slowly to the right as if i am trying to understand you .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: He was an insistant one, again he was offering up food. What to do, what to do... there came a long lingering silence from her and she just stared at him with expressionless features. Remember, he still had the upper hand. As for Warriors, she knew not their customs, for she had only ever properly met well....one. Why did she feel like she was dealing with a child? It must have something to do with the language barrier, he probably felt the same way. Shuffling on her feet, her large boots caused a pile of dirt to form at the tips as she drew closer to him. Never would she have shifted in such a way had she been wearing a dress, but today she wore those tight leathers and her favoured black tunic...really, she had more than one pair, honest. Extending her hand towards him, she took the piece of meat between her index finger and thumb, than allowed herself to fall back on her rump. " Yes, Lady " she repeated, bringing the meat to her nose, she gave it a sniff. " How do I wish to die? Poison or by the sword? Or even by a spear in the back? " that was her options, truly, she'd come wandering into the camp afterall. The tip of her tongue dabbed against the meat.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: When you took the meat i cut off another piece now i could tell you were wondering or not if it was bad and so i popped it into my mouth then suddenly i gripped my throat with both my hands and fell backwards off the stump onto my back .There was a long silence after now then i brought my head up and got back to my previous sitting stance and spoke the word again

.....Lady

I cut off some more meat and would continue to eat now .It would seem i was in my element here i was comfertable to say the least my right foot pushed the water skin towards you casually .Meanwhile i reached behind me and pulled out my new bow i made not long again picking up another piece of flint i was cutting into the slightly going about my upkeep of the weapon .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: When he had stumbled backwards in such a way, it caused her to take a sharp inwards gasp and clamber to her feet. Had he accidently eaten the poison that was intended for her small body?? While he remained quiet, in her eyes dead, she began to creep towards him. But just than he came to life again!! " Oh, you! " she shouted in shocked surprised, and was half tempted to whack him across the side of the arm. Laughter soon rang out though, and she somehow felt at ease....strange how she felt comfortable with someone who did not understand her....but maybe, that was it? For the first time a soft smile appeared across her lips, and she now ate the meat gratefully. Dramatically, she rubbed at her stomach. " Yum! " than again began to laugh, for no apparant reason this time. Moving even to him now, almost upon him, she again crouched at looked at the bow he had made. Pointing at it, she said in a loud and clear voice: " Bow " and than put her hand, to see if he would let her hold it.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXT: I heard you laughing as you understood i was only pulling your leg i heard the word spoken but i took it into memory my brain was like a sponge for the most part specially when it came to learning that was what seperated me from most of my fathers people most were just dumb brutes unlike them i was alot different maybe it came from my mothers side the way of knowledge to better ones self .I saw you though drawing closer as i was busy carving runes into the wood of the bow and when you motion to it and speak the word bow i spoke

...Min bue

I considered for a moment and it reminded me of what my father said a women has no business holding weapons of a Man ..but then again i wasnt my father i might have shared alot of his beliefs but i also had my own and since there was no arrows you could grab i turned the bow flat and hand it over .The Bow itself was made from two heavy branches molded by heat notches cut into the top and bottom so the string could go there if you do try and pull it back its heavy would probally take all your might to pull it since i did after all make the bow for myself only .But for now i would watch you as i cut off another piece of meat and begin to eat.


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: That was nice of him, he was allowing her to inspect his craftmanship up close and personal. Curling her slender fingers about the bow, she brought it towards her and allowed it to lay across her thighs for the moment. " Min bue " she had repeated his own language, maybe she could learn something. For now, any sense of danger that she had had of him had gone flying right out of the window. To her, she was just having quite a jolly good time with some man she had happened upon in the middle of the forest. The tip of her index finger traced along the bow, what were these strange symbols he had scratching into the wood? Maybe it was a personal message or a motto. There was of course a way of asking him, but would she understand his explaining. Only one way to find out. The flat of her finger again brushed over the carvings and than she began to tap against it, glancing at him. " What are these? " both her brows raised in question.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXT: I had taken notice now your asking me what the marking in the wood are .I took another drink from the water skin now before answering your question

....De runene som passer sammen

After that i fell silent now my eyes scan the area for a moment before looking back to you again .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: There was an attempt made to recite back what he had just said, but she failed miserably. Because she been looking at him the whole time, she had seen him suddenly begin to observe the surroundings. " What is it? " that small movement of his eyes had spooked her, was he waiting for someone?! Well, she wasn't going to leave it to chance. Ontop of that the skies were becoming darker, and if she did not return the Castle shortly, it might be a cause for concern. Afterall, she had disappeared before and had not come back in a long time. Slowly, she began to stand. " Jeg er Wulf... I shall return to you at first light tomorrow... " there was no way to perform any sort of hand sign for this. And so she simply pointed to herself, and than him, and than the ground. Ever so carefully, she began to back away.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXT: My right hand came forth motioning to the bow you had yet to relinquish back to me i knew the sky was getting dark one of the reasons i looked around i could take care of myself but i wouldnt be responsible for your safety .I stood up now and took the bow gently away from your hand and point to myself

...Wulf

After that I would put the bow down on the ground and watch you go before sitting back down on the stump uttering one final sentence

....Odin smil på du alltid...

After that i bring my shield before me and a rag i started to polish it keeping myself occupied .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: Oh! How had she forgot about the bow? Silly her, must have been in her moment of anxiousness. Funny how such a heavy weight can go out of one's mind. He seemed to correct her, his name was simply Wulf?? Nodding her head up and down. " Farewell Wulf, until next time " only when she was quite a distance from him, she did turn and make a break for it. Running at high speeds towards Dante, who really wasn't that far away. With haste, she mounted him and let out a loud roar of a shout, that spurred Dante into a sudden gallop. Tearing up the forest floor, Dante went racing along the forest, heading for the first opening that they could find.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

ALL: The strange women had by now departed what was to happen next i didnt know i thought of this as i polished my sheild perhaps she would bring others perhaps not all this was trivial one way or another my pressence here in the forest wouldnt go unoticed for much longer anyway .Whatever came i would welcome it with either words or steel .There was a kind of peace i found in this way of thinking if i was to die then it would be a good day to do so if i was to live then the all father has blessed me with another day .I sat the shield off to the side now and looked about for a moment before returning to eating the rest of the deer leg by now it was cool enough to just pick up and rip meat away from the bone with my teeth .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•WINDSTORM LANDS•
...is somewhere on the lands of Windstorm...

ALL: Now, she didn't know every single inch of the forest, one would have to live their whole life inside the forest to know most and even than it was almost impossible to know all like the back of their hand. Dante's hooves thundered loudly against the soft ground below, they came breezing out from the forest and onto one of the fields. Searching her eyes this way and that way, she could spy the Castle in the distance and made for it with great speed. Ok, so had taken a little bit of a liking to the strange fellow... but, maybe that had been part of his plan, to draw her in. She had been manipulated before, that didn't mean she couldn't fall for the same trick twice. But...but... he broke bread with her and also let her hold the bow. And now, they were on a personal name basis. No, no! It was her duty!! Inside, she was battling with herself now, as Dante made for the Castle.


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•COURTYARD•
...is somewhere in the courtyard...

ALL: Pushing Dante to the max, they arrived at the Castle in record time. The Guards at the main gate had no qualms with her, they had seen her come and go many times, and knew well that she wouldn't mess up again...or else. Slowing Dante right down, he came trotting heavily into the courtyard. Blue orbs scan over the immediate area, there were guests mulling about, guards and stable boys at hand. But the man she was looking for, was no where to be seen in the courtyard. Bringing Dante to a stop, she swung her leg over the saddle and jumped down, her oversized boots hitting the cobbled stone with a thud. Waving a stable boy over, he came to take care of Dante. As for herself, she went rushing into the Castle.


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•WINDSTORM CASTLE•
...is somewhere in the castle...

ALL: Storming through the corridor with purpose, each step was taken with deliberation. There was something that she couldn't quite explain to herself, and that is that she had found herself feeling quite fond towards the weird man of the forest. The language barrier kind of helped, he had expressed a sense of humour, along with a trusting and sharing nature. All this, without words. It amazed her. How had she communicated with someone who did not understand her and yet, they had managed to get along just fine? Where as when she speaks to others, she tends to fall into misunderstandings. How queer. But, the man she was now seeking out, was someone she considered a friend. And if her judgements were wrong, it could result in dire consequences, she'd never forgive herself. This man, now this man, she trusted his judgement wholly.


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•GREAT HALL•
...is within the Great Hall...

ALL: Wandering into the main hall, she glanced about for some time. Where the Devil was the man? That is to say Sir Hawkmoon. How dare he be busy else where, this was truly unacceptable on his part. Grumbling to herself, she walked out of the main hall again, entering the corridor and pounding up the hall towards the stairs. If she couldn't find him today, maybe she could catch him tomorrow.... but she promised Wulf she would return. Maybe she'd take him some fruit........maybe she'd take Jinx and show him to him?! Decisions....


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

ALL: After eating the rest of the leg i enjoyed the rest of my evening by taking a couple of swigs of the wine skin i had been saving but the night was closing in and the time to rest was at hand .putting the cork into the skin i got off the stump taking my shield and spear with me along with the bow and putting them inside the lean too .Slowly i lowered down onto the bed of pine leafs laying there looking at the sky .The fire would brun all through the night so the concern about warmth was a far off thought .With my arms behind my head i looked up seeing the stars listening to the sounds of the forest at night the owls singing their song i could hear rabbits moving through the thicket .Slowly my eyes would start to close out of instinct as i fell alseep one eye would stay open .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•PRIVATE CHAMBERS•
...is within one of the private chambers ...

ALL: Climbing up the stairs, she made a return to her chambers. Jinx had been left for far too long alone. Opening the door, he came to greet her, running across the floor and heading straight for her shin. He had actually managed to jump, and cling onto her leathers somehow. " Oh, well done " she praised the little capuchin monkey, reaching down, she picked him up and gave him a small snuggle. Before strolling over to the bed and sitting on the edge....quietly, thinking.

[Lady Adel de Blakeland]

<continued>

Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•GREAT HALL•
...is within the Great Hall...

ALL: Quietly she made her way into the grand hall. Again, she wore her loose fitting tunic and tight fitting leather tanned trousers, because she would be heading out on Dante shortly. But first, she wanted to see if she could find Sir Hawkmoon in the hall. With a hand basket hooked in the nook of her arm, she went striding across the hall, eyes sweeping this way and that way. Where was the blasted man? He was very elusive as of late. A heavy sigh escaped her lips, there was no way she would find him today, she'd been searching the majority of it. And so, heavy boots now carried her from the hall and towards the corridor.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

ALL: Setting the coiled vine down i went back into the brush to look for some fallen trees .And i found some they were rotten but heavy enough to use as a counterwieght using my arms i would pull one back to the camp then go back to find another i was doing these things for a reason this would protect my things while i was out hunting not to mention capture a potential theif .I didnt like my gear stole while i was out that was for certain.


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•COURTYARD•
...is somewhere in the courtyard...

ALL: Every since she had bumped into that strange man in the forest, he was all that she could think about. Not because she thought him to be a potential threat to Windstorm, this much she had not worked out, but rather she had managed to 'connect' with him and without words. Normally, most people could not stand to be around her and read her completely wrong. But he had shown great kindness and patience too. And so this intrigued her to seek him out further. Coming into the courtyard, she asked one of the stable hands to ready Dante, and that is just what he went to do. While she waited, she pulled back the small piece of clothe that had been neatly placed over the basket, eyes scan over the objects she had put inside. A loaf of bread, some apples, a jar of honey mead, a comb and some of Jenkins' clothing that he had left behind. In time, the stable hand brought over Dante, and she mounted effortlessly and began to ride out.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

ALL: I had brought back three heavy logs dragging them back and setting them into a pile .looking to my shelter i started to work on the vine cutting it with the flint piece and wrapping it around the one log .i cast the vine up and over a high branch that would support the weight of the dead fall .Using my body i would slowly pull the trunk up and into the foliage of the trees so it cant be seen .And now came the task of setting the tigger using a piece of deer bone i rigged the vine to it now there in the front of my shelter was a deafall trap the vine loop hidden by some leafs i placed over it .One hidden trap was ready and so i went to work on the others dragging some vine and a large trunk with me to the outter area of the camp i would set this one up about 20ft away along a animal run.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

ALL: Using the same principle i used in the campsite i had now another dead fall with a deer bone as the trigger leafs covering the loop .this was hard work heavy work taking the time to wipe the sweat from my brow as i walked back into the camp ready to set up now a few smaller snares so i began work on cutting vine and measuring it out i would look about the camp area figureing out where to put themm .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•MAIN ROAD•
...is on the main road between the village and the castle...

ALL: The sun beat down heavily against her fair complexion, but today she welcomed that warmth. It was about time that her pale skin should transform into a nice golden brown, it was not so flattering to be having such a ghostly look about ones features. Dante travelled along the road at an even pace, there was no need for her to hold onto the reins, he was well controlled with other such signals, such as whistles and clicks of the tongue. And so she was able to keep a firm grasp on the basket of goodies that she was bringing along with her. Narrowing her eyes, she tried to work out where exactly she had come out from the forest the day she had come across that man, it was definately about a half and a quarter of the main road. And so, Dante trekked along until she felt that she was at the right spot.


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

ALL: Finally, when she thought she had worked out the right measurements from the Castle to the opening of the forest, she instructed Dante to cut off from the road and head for the forest. This was the plan, to work out if the man was friend or foe. So far, she felt that he was little to no threat at all, but the fact that he had drawn an army, ships and lots of weapons, her mind was on the track that there could be a possible invasion. Oh how Sir Hawkmoon and even the Queen would be so pleased with her if she stopped such a villiain in their tracks, she could see it now, she would be a heroine. The Queen would definately make her a knight!! A female knight?! Yes, for showing such honour and loyalty to both Queen and land!! But anyway, Dante came trotting into the opening of the forest. This is when she decided to dismount and tie him off against a tree, before venturing further into the forest. " Stay here Dante, I shall return " and with that, she set out with the basket in hand.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXT: Now i can hear your footsteps trekking through the brush i had sat the waterskin down against the stump i used for a seat my left hand rested over the pommel of my sword as i would now call out into the brush

Βγείτε όπου και αν βρίσκεστε

Slowly my eyes scanned the area looking to my spear for a moment in quiet debate on wether or not to pick it up


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

::::Fang of the North:::: Scooping her free hand towards the ground, she picked up a sharp looking stone that she had spied laying ontop of a dead leaf. And as she walked further into the forest, every so often she would stop and carve a small 'X' in the bark of a tree. This way, she would be able to trace her steps better, for both entering and leaving. Without a second thought, she than shouted: " Wulf! Wulf! Tis Adel! Adel is here! " the birds in the tree tops fluttered wildly, and took off into the skies, her voice scaring them off in an instant. Stepping over a large dead log, she stopped briefly to try and remember the way from this point onwards.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXT: After my calling out i would hear you voice comming from the brush i didnt say anything the smoke from my fire was a good enough direction in which to head .Knowing its you I would take a seat on the stump in a relaxed postion reaching for a piece of cooked fish to eat now while i waited for you to emerge.


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

::::Fang of the North:::: Continuing in the general direction that she believed to bring her to Wulf's campsite, she caught the strong scent of dead animal flesh cooking. He sure loved to cook! And from what she had tasted, he was good enough. And so for now, she followed the strong smell, until her eyes took over and she spied the smoke rising from a distance. " Wulf! Wulf! " she called out again, just as loudly, sounding somewhat excited for some strange reason. Picking up the pace, she began to dash towards the camp, her basket swaying in her arm and her large boots signalled her closing in on his camp. Ducking underneath a large branch, it brought her into his line of sight. And she too clamped eyes on him almost immediately upon entering. " Greetings, it is I, Adel! " she announced, joyfully, her voice still not lowering.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXT: When you emerged from the brush i was eating some fish i had caught the other day uge filets of it where setting beside me.My eyes moved to the basket in your arm then to your face with you saying your name over and over i picked up on it and would say it back

...Adel

Thereafter my hand would motion to a spot for you to sit a smaller piece of wood across from me .I didnt stop eating i was hungry my day thus far very busy.


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

::::Fang of the North:::: " Yes, Adel " her hand lightly pressed against her chest, feeling somewhat touched that he had repeated her name. Oh, and for a barbaric sounding language, he sure had some manners. Well, except for the burping infront of her the other day, but she could forgive him for that. Already, he had offered her a place to be seated and who was she to refuse such a gracious offer. And so, she wandered on over to the piece of wood and plonked her rump down. Balancing the basket in her lap, she pulled off the piece of clothe that was ontop and than reached inside and took out a single apple. " Apple " she said, and than extended her hand towards him, so he could take.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXT: Looking up from the piece of fish i was ripping a chunk off of i see the piece of fruit and then motion for you to bite it with my hand moving to my mouth .Another test was given if you took a bite it would tell me it wasnt bad like you with the meat the other day .My hand would then fall to my knee for the moment as i watched you .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang of the North:::W: Well, how dare he not trust a Lady!! Than again, she had not trusted him at first, so all was fair, she supposed. Quickly she rubbed the side of the apple against the fabric of her upper garment, just to give it a little polish and than without hesitation, she took a large bite out of the side and began to chomp away happily. " You see? " she said, with her mouthful, the contents of the apple being mashed up clearly visible when she spoke those words. Chewing the rest of the apple in her mouth, she consumed it completely. Standing up now, she walked over to him and parked her rear on the ground right next to him. Holding the apple out to him now, the basket taking its place in her lap once again.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXT: Having seen you take a bite I would then take the apple from your hand my larger mitt draws yours by far.i would then look upon it and speak

Apple?

I motioned to the fruit as i took a large bite of it taking half the fruit with it before chewing i never ate an apple before so the taste to me was strange .My face would go blank untill i swallowed it my gaze moves to you for a moment and i would give the smallest of smiles but as quickly as it came it went away .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. One has erased this line.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang of the North:::W: It gave her a delightful feeling inside to see this strange man accept the fruit, a gift of sorts, and chew contently upon it. Seeing that he did not seem to dislike the apple, she dipped her hand into the basket and produced two more, just to show him, before placing them back in the basket for now. " Apple " she repeated and nodded. Secondly, she brought out a loaf of bread. " Bread " and she went about tearing the bread into two pieces, turning one towards him, she wanted him to see what it looked like on the inside. Ripping a small piece off, she popped it into her mouth. Again, she placed the bread in the basket so he could eat at his leisure. Finally, she took out the jar of honey mead and handed it to him. " Mead "maybe he'd understand that one already, being a man and all!


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXT: I had seen an apple but never tasted on i only knew it because my mother ate the and so with a gesture to the apple i would say a word

μήλο

Taking another large bite i finished it off eating the entire thing seeds and all my large jaws make short work of the fruit .I spied you pulling out some bread i knew what that was and when you spoke i repeated it the word
....Bread......ψωμί

I reached into the basket to rip off some of it and i began to eat it .


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXT: I did take the mead into my hand i began to sniff i smelled honey i knew what this was my fathers people manifactured this in great amounts .I then motioned to you to drink first before i would .Another test of trusted for all i knew you could be trying to drug me and to me trust was somthing earned not given.


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: ((*continues RP from yesterday*)) So far Wulf and Adel had been building a kind of trust, it wasn't an unbreakable trust, they hardly knew each other, but it was the kind of trust that could 'go somewhere'. Or at least, this is what she liked to think. And so she would not refuse to take a sip from the mead, had Wulf been anyone else, she might have kicked up a fuss with being told what to do. But these were far more different circumstances. Bringing the jug of honey mead to her nose, she first allowed her nostrils to inhale deeply, just to prove that well...there was not kind of inhalation(sp) poison... because let's face it, he was testing to see if that was what she was out to do. And next, she took a small sip, though enough that would knock her out if it was truly something harmful. Smiling warming, once she had finished drinking the small amount, she held out the jug to him now.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXI: Looking to the jug my large mit would take it now and bring it to my nose once more and smell it from there i said something as i motioned to the jug in my large mit

God mjød...

From there i took a long heavy drink swallowing the mead in large gulps untill the jug was empty .I lowered the jug now and rested it before my feet .My face went blank as if i was thinking about somthing or another and casually i would turn slightly and reach for something and in my left palm sat a dear bone shapped into a handle there sat runes carved in it the bone itself was a leg bone widdled down to a small handle and casually i handed it over to you speaking in my fathers tounge

.....JEG gjorde du en god ben håndtaket


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: Did he just call the honey mead, God?! Oh, well this was just simply unacceptable. Though she knew that men loved their strong ales and meads, this was beyond blasphemy. Instead of jumping the wagon and shouting at him for making such a heathen loving remark, she watched him down the jug of honey mead in pretty much one go. Though she was pleasantly surprised that he had not belched loudly thereafter, perhaps he had cottoned on that she found displeasure in such behaviour from their previous meeting? Finally, she chimed in. Pointing to the empty jug, she shook her head. " No God " she than pointed skywards " God! " but before she could try to explain the concept of God any further, he had handed her a....a...bone?? What in the world? And than he tried to explain what it was, well, she could not make any sense of it... but she heard the word God again. Quietly, she examined the object. Those funny runes were in it, was he giving this to her or was he trying to tell her something? She shook her head and shrugged, to show him she had not the first clue.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Edfeil: Watching you say no god and pointing to the heavens i would look too now and say something it was brief as i looked back to you once more eyeing the bone with the runes in it

......Odin alle far

I would point at the bone there was a slit sent in the top of it anyone who knew anything about a handle it was the place where a blade could be set in it .My large mit would close your hand and push it gently to you my hand would soon then fall to my knee as i looked to the sky again this time speaking my mothers tounge motioning to the sky with my hand

....Zues βασιλιάς των θεών


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: This man was either performing some sort of ritual or praying to his false god! Oh dear, keep calm and do not offend him. Each to their own. Though she did not feel comfortable with him touching her, she made no attempt to jerk away, because it might just break that small amount of trust that they had managed to build with one another. " Very nice....nice.....design....yes, you are very creative " glances down at the bone handle thingie, had no idea what the hell it is or what the runes on it say. She made the assumption that it was some kind of false religion nonsense. Again, she would not expression herself as such. But she would make a point of what she believed in, because well, the man did deserve to know the truth. Slowly and carefully drawing her hands away from him, though still holding onto the bone carved handle, she pointed again to the skies. " Yahweh " she then pointed to her heart, she tilted her head to one side, perhaps he would have heard this name before.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXI: Yahweh?.......

I thought for a long moment i did hear that name in my travels when i passed through the middle east i heard that name spoken alot among other names they used and so i motioned to you with my hand

.....Trælarbeidet .... den gud hewbrew folkene........Er du hebraisk?...Du ikke ser hebraisk

Now my head would tilts slight as i studied you for a long moment before picking up a apple and bitting into it .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: This was absolutely amazing, this barbaric man recognized the name of the Most High! Though she of course did not understand what he said, she had picked up on the word 'Hebrew'. And jumped up onto her feet, well, someone was joyful from his responsed. " Yes, yes! " she shouted, her head nodding up and down. " Hebrew. Jerusalem. Christ Jesus. " listing off the people, location and the Messiah. Blue orbs searched about the ground, dipping down onto her knees, she reached for a stick and began to draw on the ground. It was a man being strung up onto a wooden beam. " Jesus the Messiah " she than depicted Roman soldiers surrounding him, actually she wasn't a half bad drawer! Also, she added afew Jewish head men, with their large hats and those tablet thingies they liked to wear on their chest. Pointing furiously at the scene she had drawn, she gestured wildly for him to come join her on the ground and see if he did indeed know the story.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXI: I could clearly see what you were drawing on the ground and yes i knew the name spoken as the Messiah the christian faith being passed down through my fathers country along with my mothers but my father and his people still held the old gods and so would i .Of course i knew this story but i wasnt moved by it to me it was a Man who died without sword in hand to a Northman it would seem he died poorly but this was my belief but when my mother spoke of it she said he died bravely so i was conflicted in what to believe or not to believe as you could clearly see by my blank expression on my face .Of course i said nothing this was your religion and i wouldnt dishonor it mearly i just watched you .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: Hmm, he did not share the same enthusiasm as she did, but she wasn't expecting him to...afterall, he had displayed behaviour of a heathen. But, even though he was a barbaric heathen, there was something she liked about him. For awhile, she too stared blankly at him. A long silence lingered between them as she knelt there, eyes not leaving his for one single second. If she wasn't careful, she'd become stuck. " Oh! " she shouted without warning, apparently she liked to shout quite often. Practically diving towards the basket, she tugged out from the very bottom some fancy looking well-to-do men's clothing. Holding each item up in both hands, a large tunic and some trousers. " For you! " a wide smile curled the corners of her lips and she held them out to him, and ....waited...


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXI: I leaned back slightly as you pulled the garments out to show me i looked at the tunic for a moment now and looked at my mail shirt pounding the steel plates that adorn it i saw none on the tunic you held .My right hand would feel both the tunic and trousers i was testing the density of the material now and comparing it to my own clothing my breeches were heavy leather along with my tunic underneath the mail shirt my boots the same material there was good reason for heavy leather good for stopping arrows if not lessening the blow from them .My hands would now take them and i would fold them and put them to the side a slow nodding of my head told you i was appreciative of the gifts and an even trade was made though i wasnt giving you the handle to barter for somthing else i just figure you would take it and not give somthing in return .I would then motion to the clothing

....Å la og underbukser


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: Oh yeah, the bone handle, she must have dropped it while retrieving the garments from the basket. It wasn't annoying that she couldn't understand him, they were communicating, in some way of another. But, she wondered if it frustrated him? Part of her wanted to keep him a secret, she had grown fond of the man of the woods. Though she felt that to be a selfish outlook, and well, though she had come to the conclusion that he was of no threat to Windstorm, she could not allow her own judgement to weigh this out completely....afterall, she had been manipulated in the past. " Wulf, I do not understand you and you do not understand me. But one knows a man who might understand... " rising to her feet, she picked up the bone handle that had fallen to the grouna and lifted it with a smile. She then showed him her palm. " Wait here, one will return... " he probably wouldn't understand the last part. But without further ado, she turned and began to walk away from him without another word.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXI: Despite the language barrier it would seem at an outwardly apperance i was a paitent sort nothing would say otherwise but i would watch you now rise up to your feet i of course remained seated as you showed your palm somekind of hand motion i guessed it meant to remain here but whos to say i would or not .I just watched you walk away i then had a strange look upon my face that of wonderment as to why you abruptly wish to leave but there was nothing i could about it .And so i would let you go without any hinderance on my part .

<to be continued>

[Lady Adel de Blakeland]

<continued>

Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•MAIN ROAD•
...is on the main road between the village and the castle...

ALL: Dante had been left tied up at a distance away from Wulf's campsite. It would probably take her awhile to travel to the Castle and back again, but she would return to Wulf this day. She wondered if Wulf was happy living in the forest and she supposed if he was deemed no threat to anyone else, he could continue to do so and she could carry on paying visits and teaching him some English and perhaps he too could teach her about his false gods, his language and weapons, as he seemed to have quite a knowledge for those things, judging by what she had observed so far. It was kind of cute, to her, that he couldn't speak English but she just didn't know why. She supposed she compared him to a child, but he definately was not that, oh no, he was a mountain of a man, for sure. But anyway, Dante now galloped along the main road and gained towards the Castle in no time.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

ALL: As the women had left the campsite i would pick up the tunic now and look at it in both my hands a slow shake of my noggin as i looked upon it now thinking if i could find some steel or iron i could fashion another protective shirt .Once more i folded the shirt and set it down and picked up the pants looking at them and then to my tree trunk legs thinking if probally bust these pants if i had to run in them .Setting the pants down casually i looked to my fire and tossed some more logs onto it before cutting off a piece of meat from the leg bone and eating it .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
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I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•COURTYARD•
...is somewhere in the courtyard...

ALL: The Guards gave her a quick glance over when she brought Dante to a slow trot and crossed through and under the large gates. They had come to know who she was, and though they would always be on guard and give each visitor the once over, she knew and they knew, that if she put on foot wrong again...well, it wouldn't be good. Bringing Dante to a stop in the courtyard, she intructed the stableboy to keep ahold of him in the courtyard, because she would be returning shortly, but that he should at least water and give Dante some nibbles before she would set out again. So after she had dismounted, heavy booted steps carried her into the Castle, once again searching out her elusive teacher.


Wulf

•WINDSTORM LANDS•
...is somewhere on the lands of Windstorm...

ALL: Once i had eaten my fill of meat paired with some fruit i rose up to my feet taking up my spear and shield .I had the campsite now and headed to the stream .My long strides would carry me through the dense wood easily enough i could hear the running water of the stream not far off .And when i reached it i rest my gear down beside me and getting to my knees .Therein my hands scooped up some water and i would wash my face and hands .I then removed my mail shirt and tunic and rest it beside me .scopping up some more water i would start to clean myself torso and underarms it had been a while since i bathed .The only reason was to not give away my location to the animals that linger in the forest but i figure i was due for somekind of bath.


Dorian Hawkmoon
Nightfall's Bane
Windstorm Castle/RPO

•WINDSTORM CASTLE•
...is somewhere in the castle...

ALL: As he stepped into the Hall, he idly wondered where it was that Adel had been disappearing to lately...the guard had mentioned that he had seen her leaving quite frequently, but was never gone long....hopefully not getting herself hip deep in mischief....and the Queen...she had nearly deflated last eve as he's whispered to her....he hadn't really expected to have word back so soo...but her knew that she was hungering for news...


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

ALL: At a slow pace i made my way back to the camp emerging through the brush i would make a slow walk around the outter areas of the site looking to see if i had anything in the dead falls i set the other day .The bone triggers were undisturbed so nobody came this way .But still i would continue my walk around inspecting each one before going back inside .Afterwhich time i rest my gear beside me on the side of the stump keeping them in reach should i need them along with the bow and quiver of arrows i fashioned a couple days prior .Fumbling through the basket of food items i ripped off some bread and some meat and ate them slowly before opening my water skin and taking a drink .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•GREAT HALL•
...is within the Great Hall...

ALL: She was on a mission, and no one was going to get in her damn way! Actually, she was having one those inner conflicts now. On the one hand, she desperately wanted to impress Sir Hawkmoon, to prove to him that at her very heart she was trying to do what was best for Windstorm and the people of Windstorm. On the other hand, she had come to like this bizarre character of a man called Wulf. He was patient, kind, giving and that was all without even speaking. Hmm, what did he think about her, she wondered? In fact, she had displayed more emotion infront of this man, than she had most, it felt easy....how strange. He had almost shown nothing, not in the way of expression, a slight smile here and there. But she was disgressing! Into the hall, purposeful strides carried her, she stopped nearby the entrance, her eyes sweeping across the interior. Where was he?? Lurking....in the shadows?? Narrows eyes in the darker corners of the Hall, do not be so absurd...she almost laughed at herself.


Wulf

•WINDSTORM LANDS•
...is somewhere on the lands of Windstorm...

ALL: My hands would slowly scoop up more water and wash my hair the cool clear water was chilly but i didnt mind it quickly shaking my head of the excess water .I gave another splash to my face and once more over my torso .Rising to my feet i stretched for a long time before picking up my tunic and putting it back over my torso next to follow was my mail shirt .While getting dressed i looked over the area now thinking to myself i was content here the solace of the forest reminded me of the temple in Athens or the wide open spaces of where my father lived .slowly as i looked away i picked up my shield and secured it to my arm slidding my large forearm through the sleeve and my hand gripped the handle .Then i retake my spear into hand gripping it mid shaft and i started my trek back to my camp during my walk i was thinking on whatelse i could do to keep my mind occupied and off the past i tried so desperately to forget .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•GREAT HALL•
...is within the Great Hall...

ALL: Oh, there he was! While she was working her fingers to the bone to protect this Kingdom, he was having social time, the cheek of it! Hmm....she couldn't be so rude as to just barge on into the conversation that he was having with goodwoman Sarah. No, she'd never forgive herself, than again....that hadn't stopped her in the past. But the past was in the past, she was trying to change...become a better person, to be accepted by others! So instead of breaking up the conversation, she began to walk towards the pair, but turned her head purposely in the opposite direct and called out: " Yes...indeed.... I shall see you on the morrow... " and than bumped right into the side of Sir Hawkmoon...whipping her head around, she proclaimed: " Oooohhh....what a pleasant surprise....good day to you Sir Dorian...and Goodwoman Sarah...indeed...yes....greetings "


Dorian Hawkmoon
Nightfall's Bane
Windstorm Castle/RPO

•GREAT HALL•
...is within the Great Hall...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXI: And no sooner had he greeted Sarah and asked of her day, he felt the bump of an insect to his side....turning his head...OH, it was Adel....and good gods, she was HORRIBLE at dissemination..."Good day, Adel.....you seem to be rather...flushed. Are you feeling well?"



Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•GREAT HALL•
...is within the Great Hall...

Sarah TurcotteAlways rem: A polite smile was offered in return for Sarah's gracious greeting. Keeping her hands behind firmly behind her back, she pushed up on her tip toes and than dropped back down on the heels of her oversized black boots. " All is well with I. Thank you for asking. One does pray the same can be said for you? " ((Dorian)) " Flushed, Sir Dorian? " came the baffled reply, and not finding much pleasure in his observation either. " One is far from flushed. I am feeling well, thanking you kindly.... one was hoping, when you had the time, that I could steal you for a moment or two....or three.... " gives him an award winning smile


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

ALL: While sitting there eating more food i would casually look to my gear for a moment thinking wether or not if this land held bogs near any mountains .I didnt ponder this for a long moment thinking i could use what i found in the bog to fashion weaponary it was a unique skill my father people had when crafting swords and other items .Popping some more meat into my mouth i slowly looked around the campsite once more slowly scanning the area .


Dorian Hawkmoon
Nightfall's Bane
Windstorm Castle/RPO

•GREAT HALL•
...is within the Great Hall...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXI: He would look to her as he listened...sliding a glance to Sarah, than back to Adel..."Yes....flushed....breathless...as if you had JUST returned to the Castle from....somewhere." Apparently she had forgotten of his seeming ability to read minds....well of course he couldn't, he simply...payed attention..."What is it that you need, Adel?"

Sarah Turcotte
Always remember
that the future comes one day at a time
Guest of Windstorm

•GREAT HALL•
...is within the Great Hall...

ALL: She stood there at this time glancing between the both of them...something was needing to be said...she had wondered if something horrible had happened...or something realy good. She could see Adel just radiating energy...the color in her cheeks and that halo of golden hair seemed wind touched...Her eyes tho for a moment would go to Dorians face...to his eyes as they moved towards Adel...her soft lips pressing inwards..to once again grace her cheeks with those demure and slightly vague dimples


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•GREAT HALL•
...is within the Great Hall...

Dorian HawkmoonNightfall: A fine brow slowly began to quirk, she saw this as being official Castle business and gave Sarah a side glance. But than drew her eyes back to Sir Hawkmoon. Bringing her hands out from behind her back, she held out the bone handle. " Do you like my gift? " ok, so that's not what she wanted to say, but it was a start. " One is not sure what it is, it almost seems like... " her fingers tightly wrapped around the handle and she began to perform a stabbing motion, in that moment it dawned upon her what the object was " ...OOOHH! One puts the dagger within the this here gap... " she turned the bone dagger on its side, to show Sir Hawkmoon the split where the blade could be inserted. " I wonder if he can put my dagger into this bone... " her eyes lifted towards the ceiling in thought, than dropped back to Sir Hawkmoon. " You must accompany me to the forest, I shall explain on the way! " she suddenly declared, it didn't mean to come out as an order, but it sounded very much like one.


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•GREAT HALL•
...is within the Great Hall...

Dorian HawkmoonNightfall: bone dagger = bone handle**



Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

ALL: All the while as i pondered the possibilities i would still need something to transpot the bog material in and so i looked to the deer skin i had removed from the carcass .Then slowly i looked to the pants and tunic given to me by the women and i ponderd using the sticking to make up a carrying sack .but the problem of being able to smelt the bog material came to mind and for that i would need an oven and so my eyes looked to the ground i could probally fashion an oven out of the ground .but more so than anything first things first having somthing to collect the material in first .So i got up and removed the skin from the branch and sit back down drapping it over my knees and with the flint piece i started to construct a bag cutting the hide

Dorian Hawkmoon
Nightfall's Bane
Windstorm Castle/RPO

•GREAT HALL•
...is within the Great Hall...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXI: Wondering what she was going on about, the flash of ivory colour caught his eye....it looked vaguely...familiar. Wait...that looked like..."Adel....may I see that, please?"

Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•GREAT HALL•
...is within the Great Hall...

Dorian HawkmoonNightfall: Now she thought more about it, when Wulf had given her the bone handle, he had knelt down and held her hand and said something....was he blessing the bone handle and somehow activating some divine power?!?! Wow, Wulf had blessed what ever dagger she should weild in the future...well, she did have two daggers, which were safely locked away. How comes it always took her awhile longer for the penny to drop? While her mind was going over what had happened in the woods, Sir Hawkmoon's voice brought her back to the presence. " But of course " she said, quite happy to show Sir Hawkmoon the gift, handing it over to him, she looked towards Sarah and nodded with a smile.


Sarah Turcotte
Always remember
that the future comes one day at a time
Guest of Windstorm

•GREAT HALL•
...is within the Great Hall...

ALL: Having heard that ..she knew now she would need to stop lingering...this thought made her cheeks softly heat once more..almost wanted to make her laugh at her own self...for how she was behaving...quite..almost like one who knew not where to be and so would be in the shadow of others..sort of thing..Slowly turning now ..she figured to go pay a visit to the stables now...her hand again swept across the front of her dress...not wishing to be rude just by ..walking away...because that was not how it had been intended to be...she had caught sight of the odd weapon of sorts...but to her knowlege which was lacking greatly...she could only think it to be a crude one of sorts....


Dorian Hawkmoon
Nightfall's Bane
Windstorm Castle/RPO

•GREAT HALL•
...is within the Great Hall...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXI: He held out his hand, taking the object from Adel....He thought he' recognised the shape...and then he saw the runes carved into it. But where was the blade?...He examined it a bit closer, turning it as he did....looking carefully at the notch that had been cut into it....from the looks, the blade and tang had never been fitted...looking to Adel...."Adel.....where did you get this?"


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•GREAT HALL•
...is within the Great Hall...

Dorian HawkmoonNightfall: " That is what one wanted to speak to you about " she put calmly, before explaining further...being that it was Adel, she gave him the whole story. " I was riding through the forest one afternoon, when I came across a man. A very large man, who spoke in a barbaric tongue, it was no English that I ever heard, at least " nods sternly, before going on " He drew on the ground a picture of many men, coming over on ships, with weapons. At first, I thought maybe there was some sort of plot going on... but one did not want to come back to you with false information and so followed him back to his camp in the forest. We have been communicating for a number of days, and he gave me this as a gift... I thought now was the time that you should know. From my deductions, I do not believe him to be a threat...but of course, Sir Dorian, that judgement should be left up to you....I know not his language, perhaps you do? "


Dorian Hawkmoon
Nightfall's Bane
Windstorm Castle/RPO

•GREAT HALL•
...is within the Great Hall...

Sarah TurcotteAlways rem: His attention was on her every word...picking the details as a raven would pick at teh entrails of a hung corpse....The handle was most certainly of Norse manufacture....he had seen many such sticking from the bodies of comrades as they lay before the Castle..."This man...was he tall....fair skinned....hair light in colour...bearded or smooth-faced...?


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•GREAT HALL•
...is within the Great Hall...

Dorian HawkmoonNightfall: For the time being she remained in silence, watching Sir Hawkmoon inspect the bone handle with the runes upon it. Personally, she thought it to be quite pretty, it was well designed and she could imagine it had a good grip when needing to sweep a blade swiftly across the air...ontop of that, the surface of the handle seemed smooth and so whatever blood may spill upon it, it could easily drip or be cleaned off. " Excuse me.. " she said, before stepping close towards Sir Hawkmoon, right infront of him and than taking a step backwards. " Why, he was of exactly the same stature as you, Sir Dorian " indeed, she had been close to Wulf, so had managed to size up his height against her own, she being only 5'0" and he being 6'7". The tip of her finger ran along her pale cheek: " His skin was dark and his skin smooth, there did not appear to be any facial hair...but than again, one did not get THAT close. One told him to remain where he was, his name is Wulf, and I told him that I would return "


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

ALL: I had cut out a large bag from the deer hide now it just came down to stitching it up i slowly looked about my camp finding a short piece of rope i brought with me from the ship that dropped me here .And so with my teeth i would pull the single fibers away and splinter the rope into many threads .Once done i took a piece of flint and broke it so it would be a thin sliver when this was done i secured a thread of rope to it and began sewing up the bag this would take me a while due to the toughness of the deer hide but my strong hands would work the needle through in and out in and out untill the bag was taking shape due to the stitches i put into the outter parts of the bag.


Dorian Hawkmoon
Nightfall's Bane
Windstorm Castle/RPO

•GREAT HALL•
...is within the Great Hall...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXI: He listened intently as she gave a description of this man...now so named as Wulf...though the name would really tell him nothing...he could easily be of the Teutons..."Tell me...can you remember any of the words he spoke...think carefully....listen to him talk...see his lips move..."


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•GREAT HALL•
...is within the Great Hall...

Dorian HawkmoonNightfall: Hmm, Wulf had tried to teach her some words in return, some she had picked up on and others she could not get her tongue around. But the one sentence that remained fixed firmly within her mind was when he seemed to be introducing himself, he'd done it afew times, perhaps so she wouldn't forget his name. For a time, she thought his name was that long sentence, before she figured it out. " Ah, yes. He kept saying: JEG er kalt Wulf. Which one believes is him introducing himself, though I can not tell you what it means word for word...just that Wulf is his name. He does not understand a word I say to him... though he has come to know afew words in English. He does seem to recognize the Almighty's name, which I am most pleased about... "she just had to add that last bit.


Dorian Hawkmoon
Nightfall's Bane
Windstorm Castle/RPO

•GREAT HALL•
...is within the Great Hall...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXI: It was just a bit of a phrase, really...and her inflection was not that good....but he was certain that the man had spoken Norse. It had been many years since the Vikings had invaded here...and though the time had been dire, they had forced the barbarians back to their longboats and they had not returned. Now it ws not to be sauid that he hated ALL Vikings...or Men of the North...indeed, some had even settled here after the war and becone residents in the lands....but still...he was not a man that was prone to taking anything for granted..."Alright, Adel....take me to this...Wulf..."


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

ALL: The bag was now finished and so i would test it .Getting to my feet i walked to the stream so i could test to see if this bag would hold water it would have too in order to transport the bog material otherwise id be doing this for nothing .When i reached the stream i would scoop up water and hold it up now to see if there was any leaks .My eyes watched the stitching now i didnt see any water escaping so it told me that muck and mud wouldnt just seep through either .Nodding at my sewing work i headed back to my camp and set the bag down .From there i took up my sharpening stone and drew my blade aiming the tip down to the ground while my hand resting along the pommel my right hand runs the stone down the blades edge in slow motions i can hear the stone sharpening the blade .From time to time i looked to the brush listening for sounds of a horse but so far nothing just the sounds of the forest filled my ears .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•COURTYARD•
...is somewhere in the courtyard...

Dorian HawkmoonNightfall: Without another word spoken between them, she began towards the arch of the hall, to step out into the corridor. As normally is the case with her, her footsteps were taken with a swiftness, but this time it was different, this time she was rather pumped. It felt good that she had done some investigation work, carefully gathering information without alarming the resident of the forest and now she had given a 'report' of sort to Sir Hawkmoon, finally, she felt that she had done something worth while and held a certain purpose!! Of course, it depended on how this all played out now. There was no question in her mind, Sir Hawkmoon would be at a pace or so behind her, or perhaps even quicker than her heading to the courtyard. Stepping out into the courtyard, she called to one of the stable hands to ready up Shade for Sir Hawkmoon. Dante was already waiting. While they waited for Shade to be prepared and brought to them, her hand extended towards Sir Hawkmoon, and her fingers curled alittle.... she wanted the bone handle back. " Sir Dorian..... " was this the best time to ask? ".... maybe... possibly...one could have one's weapons returned? " smiles softly, she didn't think she was pushing it...was she??


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

ALL: My blades edges sharpened I would lift the sword and slide it back into the scabbard with a slow push hearing it lock into place .I set the stone down and stood up walking over to my lean too i was just inspecting it checking the leafs that make up the roof seeing if i needed to collect more or not .Then my hand runs down the frame i checked the sturdiness seeing everything was in order i moved to the fire again tossing on some sitcks.


Dorian Hawkmoon
Nightfall's Bane
Windstorm Castle/RPO

•COURTYARD•
...is somewhere in the courtyard...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXI: He would follow closely, having little trouble keeping up with the much shorter limbed Adel. They arrived in the Courtyard within moments and he lifted a brow as she "commanded: that Shade be made ready. That "take charge" attitude of hers would suit her well, one day...but today was not that day. She may think she knew this Northener...perhaps even trusted him, to an extent. But he was far mjore skilled in the art of subterfuge than his young apprentice was,,,and she was going to need to learn the proper time to allow one more skilled to take the lead and observe...He closed the distance and leaned so that his words would be to her only..."Listen closely, Adel....I know you THINK you know this man...but this could all be a ruse. make whatever introduction you feel necessary....but keep that mount of yours close. IF...I draw steel, I want you on the back of hin before the first ring of steel to steel fades...and you get your arse back to the Castle as if Sathanus himselh were licking at your tail feathers...and have the alarm sounded..."


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

ALL: While i kept myself busy i just had this bad feeling that somthing wasnt right but what and why it was beyond me i wasnt a priest i couldnt see the future but i always trusted my instincts when it came to feelings like this .And so now i looked to the forest again thinking quietly to myself then my eyes fell to my gear sitting there ready to be taken up .But i would not pick them up now my sword on my hip ready if i needed to take it up and so with a shrug i took a seat on the stump picking up my helm and i would at it slowly inspecting it seeing the dents that adorn its surface.


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•MAIN ROAD•
...is on the main road between the village and the castle...

Dorian HawkmoonNightfall: So no weapons then, she thought? And no returning of the beautiful gift that Wulf had given her?? But she did take heed to what her teacher had to say, because she trusted him...if she hadn't of trusted him, why, she would never have come back to inform him of Wulf and would have kept him to herself. It had been her intent to try to figure out if Wulf was friend or foe, but now the reins were handed over to Sir Hawkmoon, so to speak. " Yes... one shall introduce you... " was all that she said, the smile that had been planted on her lips had now faded and her expression was unreadable. Moving over to Dante, she slipped her boot into the stirrup and pulled herself up into his saddle. Shade was being brought forward, and she knew it wouldn't take Sir Hawkmoon long to get upon his steed...because well, just because. And so she took it upon herself to lead the way, being that she was the one who knew the direction and all. It was unnecessary but she kicked lightly into Dante's girth, which caused him to break out into a sudden spurt of speed, moving through the gates with ease and onto the main road. It was only she came onto the first stretch of the main road, that she slowed Dante down... to ensure that Sir Hawkmoon was behind her before she went any further.


Dorian Hawkmoon
Nightfall's Bane
Windstorm Castle/RPO

•MAIN GATE•
...is at the main gate...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXI: He was upon Shade in a momentm and altough Adel had spurred her mount to a gallop, he had one thing to do before catching up...Reining in at teh guard post, he spoke to the Sergeant of the Watch...."Mind well these gates...and if you see my apprentice return and speaks of giving the alarm.." His look would brook no argument...."I suggest you treat her words as if they spilled from my own lips..." So spoken...he laid his heels to Shade's flank and the superbly trained warhorse flew after Adel, like some demon steed soaring across the skies...taking little time to catch up to Adel...


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Dorian HawkmoonNightfall: It was stretching on for evening time now, and she had only travelled to the forest at first light and midafternoon time. Hearing the sound of Sir Hawkmoon's steed's hooves pounding heavily against the dirt ground, she urged Dante to move onwards down the long stretch of road. Even if Sir Hawkmoon caught up with her, she would not look nor talk to him, not because she was being rude or nothing, but rather she was concentrating on exactly where the opening of the forest was that which would lead them to the campsite. It was a fair trek down the road, half way and a quarter, before she tugged on Dante's reins and steered him off onto the open field. There was no need to go racing towards the forest now, so she brought Dante to a graceful canter, his hooves almost floating majestically over the soft grass below. It was only when they actually reached the opening, that Dante was brought to a standstill and she swung her leg over from the saddle and slipped down carefully to the ground, for once, her boots touched down lightly and bearly made a sound....that was a tell-tale sign that she was actually in control of her footfalls. Holding Dante's reins now, she headed for the first tree. Only when Sir Hawkmoon would be upon them, would she point towards the bark of one of the trees, a wide smile finding her lips, in the tree was carved a small 'X'.. she then pointed to her neck and than to Sir Hawkmoon... the necklace. Grins...apparently this was her symbol...she'd left markings leading all the way back to the campsite...but for now, she waited to see if Sir Hawkmoon was ready to go further.


Dorian Hawkmoon
Nightfall's Bane
Windstorm Castle/RPO

•MAIN GATE•
...is at the main gate...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXI: He followed along, guiding Shade with knee pressure alone....if there was a need, those wicked daggers would be drawn in a flash...and what they could not handle....Hellspike would. She 'd led him quite a fair piece down teh road and he was wondering just how far this campsite was, when Adel veered off into what looked to be an open field. He slowed Shade's pace to match hers and reined in when she stopped and dismounted, watching her make for a tree and pointing to a mark upon it. Well well, clever girl, he tought as she turned, pointing to the tree then to her necklace...the marks being the same. He would dismount and whisper a word to Shade, then move to her. Had she known battle language, he would have communicated to her thus...but as she did not, he leaned in and spoke lowly...."Alright, Adel....lead the way...and mind what I told you...be at the ready..."


Dorian Hawkmoon
Nightfall's Bane
Windstorm Castle/RPO

•WINDSTORM LANDS•
...is somewhere on the lands of Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXI: ((bumps that to here))


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Dorian HawkmoonNightfall: ((And Wulf )) Slinking into the forest now, she lead Dante along with her, his hooves touching down gently but inevitably each step would cause a light crushing against the dried leaves and wood laid out on the forest floor. Wulf had heard her coming before on horse back, and had not seen her as a threat then, so he would likely pick up on the sound of approaching hooves once drawing closer. Blue hues search over the trees, and she zig zagged and weaved few a great many, following the small marks that she put upon the trees. The X would mean nothing to no one, save for those who knew her. After a time of treading through the woods, she came to a standstill, laying eyes upon the last marker which would indicate that the campsite was just over yonder. With one hand holding the reins, the other reached out towards Sir Hawkmoon, was she asking him to hold her hand??? Yes...she was. Not because she was scared or she wanted some romantic stroll through the forest, far from it, but she had built a bit of a trust up with Wulf. If he saw her and a man, he might feel threatened, but if she saw that they came in peace....... then, things could run smoothly. Of course, it was up to Sir Hawkmoon if he took her hand or not. " Wulf!! Wulf!! " she bellowed twice, as seemed to be her ritual, followed by: " Tis Adel!! " she taught him her name. She didn't want to go charging into his camp, but she had entered alone before without problems... but because she was bringing someone new along, she did not want to alarm him.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXI: As i sat there looking upon my helm and its imperfections off in the distance i hear something the sound of a horse but this wasnt just a solitary sound it was followed by another sound just like it two horses and so i looked in the direction where the faint sound is comming from now .I looked to my helm for a moment and then adorn it on my head making sure its secure .From there i stood up taking my shield and resting it against my left leg in front of me along with the spear into my right hand gripped midshaft the leaf angles to the heavens for now i wondered who was comming this would either turn out one or two ways one they are freindly and they live or two they are not freindly and they die .reguardless of meet the Lady here i left nothing to chance i would defend my home no matter how many a man defending his home was worth ten in my mind .And so now i would look in the direction of the sound .Now i would hear footsteps two sets of them drawing ever so closer but i remained standing there not taking up a defensive stance just yet but my gear was ready to bring to bear .This time though i wouldnt call out to whoever was in the forest i would let them come into the camp this time knowing where i have the dead falls they better tread carefully otherwise somebody might get snatched up off the ground .I now heard you calling out my name announcing yours letting me know its you but i heard two sets of feet you werent alone and so now i just looked to the brush i didnt answer you this time i would wait to see who is comming with you.


Dorian Hawkmoon
Nightfall's Bane
Windstorm Castle/RPO

•WINDSTORM LANDS•
...is somewhere on the lands of Windstorm...

ALL: He arched a brow but said nothing as Adel held out a hand...oh well, this was her show...he would play teh passive part....for now. He followed along teh path she took, though he was in full battle readiness....all senses that had been honed over countless years were brought to bear...He smiled inwardly as trained eyes caught the trapsigns...clever...well concealed....save for one that knew what to look for...had it been he, he eould have chosen a different path anc come alone...taking the downwind approach and exercising considerably more care. He would stop when Adel did, waiting as she called out....he appeared at ease...but at the first threating motion...it would not be his funeral...


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Dorian HawkmoonNightfall: (and Wulf) That was strange, Wulf had not replied to her calls. Why not? He had done so before, with his weird language. Even though he had never shouted her name in return, he had always said a sentence or mumbled something...she mainly did call out to signal that she had arrived, not wanting to just come into his camp without announcing that it was not an enemy. Relaxing her grip on the reins of Dante, she allowed them to drop. Eyes slowly move towards Sir Hawkmoon. Wait, she had to re-think this, something didn't feel right and though she would carry out what ever was asked of her, she would never forgive herself if something happened to Sir Hawkmoon. " Please trust me... " she decided not to take his hand after all, and raised a hand slightly to ask him to wait there... and so, she began to walk towards Wulf's camp, taking the exact route she had before, that had lead her safely into his camp. Pushing through some branches, she disappeared from Sir Hawkmoon's sight before he could stop her. Wandering into the camp, she stared across at Wulf now. " Wulf..." she repeated, loud enough so that Sir Hawkmoon would be able to pick up with his keen ears exactly where she stood. Crouching low, and now appoaching Wulf any further, she picked up a stick and began to draw three figures. A man, a woman and a child. Circling the child, she pointed to herself. " Daughter " and than she circled the man and said " Father... " and pointed behind her. It was the only way she could explain that she had come with someone and that it was a man. Rising to her feet, she took afew steps backwards, so Wulf could inspect the drawing now.


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Dorian HawkmoonNightfall: now approaching = not approaching**


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXI: Seeing it was you that emerged from the brush i was standing there battle ready my shield before me my left hand resting atop the rim my right hand holding the spear vertically my helm upon my head .I would lower some and take up the shield onto my left arm and then rise up and walk to where you made the drawing i looked at it for a moment and spoke

....Daughter..........Father

Then my eyes would look past you to the brush and i would motion with my head to the brush and in my fathers tounge i would speak

....Du kan komme ut jeg kan lukte deg tilbake det

I was speaking to the person you brought with you .


Dorian Hawkmoon
Nightfall's Bane
Windstorm Castle/RPO

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: He shook his head at Adel's boldness...but there was little he could do as she forged ahead and disappeared through the brush...this Norseman must have left the trail she used untrapped , but he knew where there was one trap...there were certainly others. He could hear Adel's voice, but nothing of the others....until he called out.... "Jeg registrerer ... jeg vil ikke gi skade så lenge ingen skade tilbys..."

Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Dorian HawkmoonNightfall: (And Wulf) Again, she had not the first clue what Wulf was saying, but she hoped that Sir Hawkmoon knew this language. It would help the situation greatly. The fact that Wulf had repeated back Daughter and Father, she prayed to the Heavens above that he was not just seeing if he could pronounce such words and actually knew the definition, for it could work in their favour and this could be peaceful. It was obvious that Wulf's words were no longer directed at her, so she remained with her boots firmly planted into the ground, for now, ready at any given moment to make a mad dash for it if things became nasty. Being that she was slight in frame and small, she was agile on her feet. But she hoped for the sake of all of them, that this could remain civil. Keeping her expression blank for the time being, she wanted to let out a massive sigh of relief when hearing Sir Hawkmoon reply through the trees in that grating language, he understood, thank goodness for that!! Now...she could only hope he had replied something pleasant, she didn't think he wouldn't have, he wasn't the type, in her opinion. It was only now that she allowed a smile to find her lips, eyes directly towards Wulf with a look that read: See, all is well..... even though again, she did not know what Sir Hawkmoon had said. All she could do was wait to see if Wulf would lower his arms slightly and allow passage for Sir Hawkmoon.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXI: As you had emerged and shown yourself speaking my fathers tounge i would consider you for a long moment now .My spear would come resting across my large shoulders .What you see before you stood a man about 6'7 wieghing in around the 280 290 lb mark broad shoulder barrel chest covered in a mail shirt heavy leather breeches and hide fur tipped boots his hair long and black to about chest length his skin olive in complextion his eyes hidden somewhat by the helm were green .The gear carred was a 7ft spear in his right hand a large 36" steel faced round shield which sat upon his left arm presently covering his left profile .Upon his right hip a large 36" viking sword on his head a conical viking helm with a nasal guard . After the long wait as i sized you up i would speak

....Det vil være ingen skade sendes din vei så lenge du kommer i fred

With that said i would now take a few steps back to where my stump is and let you and Adel enter the camp fully .


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Dorian HawkmoonNightfall: ( kicks that to you )

Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXI: I did take note of the smile upon your face as i was backing up slowly i would lower onto the stump my left arm slide out of the shield so it can rest against my left knee .My spear i drove the butt end of it into the sands and removed my hand .It would soon flow to my helm which i removed with both hands and rested it atop my spears leaf .My eyes would look you over now once more taking both you and the Man you had brought with you in .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

ALL: Well, look at that. The two of them conversed something or another, possibly terms of agreement that both would lay down arms, unless something drastically changed. Now that Wulf had moved back over towards the stump that he seemed to favour sitting upon, at least from what she had observed when entering his camp on previous occassions, it would seem that it was time for discussions. Oh, that was right, she couldn't understand and was kind of obsolete in this situation now, being that before she had been communicating through drawings and showing objects to one another. Staring across at Wulf, she continued to smile, nodding her head in a reassuring manner. Taking a more relaxed posture now, she waited for Sir Hawkmoon to speak further.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXI: This was obviously a test on your part i knew this our entire interaction thus far was nothing more than tests measuring each other up .Despite my fathers way i also held in high reguard my mothers nobody knew this but she was a part of the senate her father a senator in Athens a place where the people who come and discuss ideas and deal with problems for the betterment of the city and its people .So i would be diplomatic untill shown otherwise .


Dorian Hawkmoon
Nightfall's Bane
Windstorm Castle/RPO

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: He drew through the bushes into the camp...casting his gaze towards Adel first, to determine that she was unharmed and ther was no coersion....he was of a similiar height and build...clad in black lacquered leather armor that would offer considerably more protection than one would think...the face was pale, but not unhealthily so and bore a great deal of scarring...the deepest and most prominent on his left cheek, running from mouth to ear...the eyes would be the most noticed feature....the palest of blue, yet cold and dead....like a serpents. Black hafted daggers would be upon each hip and to the left would be belted a huge broadsword...a 2 hander for most, but one that he easily weilded with one hand. There would be the aura of coiled tension in his movements, which would be uncommony graceful for a man his size...and the steps would be all but silent as he walked...his eyes roved over the man...he had the armaments of a Norseman...save for the odd spear...not a commonly favoured weapon among them...."Du er den som heter Wulf?"


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

ALL: Hmm, she liked to think herself somewhat of a diplomat also. When speech failed, there was always other options open. In fact, in the past her Father had been training her for quite an agenda, which would involve the manipulation of others, a selection had been laid out. One can not be a politician without having many faces and know how to spin a conversation into what one alone favoured, most would not even know that they had been fooled or lost control. But of course, she had not shared too much of her past as of yet, and she was trying to become a changed individual... not many understood her without first learning of her background. And that number was few. The man standing with her in the forest, being one of them, having had a slice of her past, she was sure there would come a time when they could confide again. But that is one reason why, where ever this went from here, she would pick Sir Hawkmoon over anyone else. Even though she had grown fond of Wulf, it was true, they were playing this game of trust... who would be the one to betray the trust? Hopefully, neither. For now, she remained quietly, just watching Wulf while Sir Hawkmoon now spoke those weird words.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Dorian HawkmoonNightfall: I took note of you i have fought your kind before i also took note of the weapons that sword i could easily swing one handed too .But for now as you entered into the camp you would see a fire a deer skin hanging in the tre branch to your left the remains of a deer carcass to your right all but bone no meat left on it a few rabbit skeletons piled up some fish bones .A large lean too shelter behind me the camp site was no more than 20 or so ft in diameter . When you asked me the question asking if my name is Wulf i replied resting my right hand against my left pectoral

....JEG er kalt Wulf ja


Dorian Hawkmoon
Nightfall's Bane
Windstorm Castle/RPO

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

:::Fang in the North:::W: He slid a glance to her...how did she ALWAYS manage to get herself into such interesting situations...then looked back to Wulk....the left fist came to his own breast..."Jeg ringte Hawkmoon ... Protector til Hennes Majestet Edfeil, av virvelstorm kastende ... på hvis lander du kommer til å være. Hvordan har du kommet til å være her?"


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Dorian HawkmoonNightfall: I would mearly nod as you give your name and title to me i being of two houses i didnt have a grand title such as yours and along with you asking me how i came to be here I mearly point to where the sea is and then lower my hand

....Havet har fødte meg her jeg bor her i skogen jeg søker solice fra min tidligere

That was pretty much all i would say about the nature of my being here i didnt talk about my past with anyone not even those that knew me .


Lady Adel de Blakeland
X
I am not weird! One is merely Limited Edition.

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

ALL: There did not seem to be any ill intention between the pair, but there was still a slight sense of tension floating in the air or maybe it was just her feeling concerned. Either way, she did not allow anything to show, and maintained a brilliant smile that appeared to be etched into her features now. There was little to nothing that she could do at this point. With cautious footsteps, she went on over to the small stump that Wulf had offered her a seat in earlier on in that day and plonked herself down upon it. Flashing Wulf her pearly whites, she let out a content sigh, which gave the impression that she was saying 'well, this is nice'. Placing her hands in her lap, she glanced between Wulf and Sir Hawkmoon, her hand gesturing for them to sit. If only they had a cup of tea now.


Wulf

•FOREST•
...is somewhere in the forest near Windstorm...

Lady Adel de BlakelandXI: My eyes were set on your freind but i did catch you seating yourself on the wood across from me .It would seem that this conversation was going well despite it being spoken by two gruff individuals .As for myself my body says i am relaxed somewhat but still warry .

<to be continued>