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Neshna
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(12/2/04 8:58 pm)
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laying upon the cold earth her hair of brown slung around her face.. skin smooth and yet smudged with the dirt she lied upon.. the sun slowly shows its whole form as she starts to awaken.. still drowsy but slowly coming to.. she looks to the sky as eyes show brightly and yet hidden in her brown gaze.. standing she wipes at her nearly distroyed(sp?) dress.. still holding its shape she slowly starts to make her dizzy way to a store any where or to find her bag.. tired she collapses onto her knees once then slowly stands again.. her eyes closed as she caught her breath and looked to her hands.. covered in dirt she give a sigh of relieve.. "at least none died.." her voice was tender and at a whisper.. as she trailed on..
Lynxmaid
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The young elf stepped through the portal. It immediately vanished from behind him. He tested the foreign ground with his booted feet, shifting his weight and kicking at dirt clods. He checked the sky: the moon was full and high on its celestial pedestal. The wind blowing through his cloak was chilled and smelled of pine.
"Winter," he whispered. "LionHeart, I need my-"
He looked behind him. There was no horse. He turned fully around, his keen eyes searching in every direction. No horse.
"LionHeart! Silly animal!" He grinned, chuckling.
With a slight movement of his hands and a quiet incantation, the portal opened again. The regal head of a beautiful stallion appeared through the opening, chewing on a handful of hay. The elf smiled and grabbed the horse's bridle, acknowledged by a content whinny.
"Come on, you Lion," he said more firmly this time.
As the stallion begrudgingly stepped through and the portal again disappeared, the quiet whisper of a maiden reached the elf's ears. He hushed the stubborn stallion, and searched for the source of such a sound. Within moments, the girl came into his view. He managed to stop himself from cringing at the sight of her appearance. She had endured something terrible, and recently.
"Excuse me, madam," he said softly, approaching her. "Perhaps I can be of some help."
Wolfbro86
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Camarenth stayed off to the side, leaning against a tree and observing the scene. In the guise of a human male, about twenty-five years old (though he was a poor judge of the age of humans), he watched the woman and the elven man carefully. He did not think that the elf would harm her, but if he did, the dragon would step in to protect her, if necessary. In the meantime, he stood a bit away from the two, the stem of a pipe held between his teeth, smoke rising from it to wreathe his face.
Using a somewhat callused thumb to tamp down the smoldering tobacco, he considered the elf and the woman carefully. The elf's horse, too...hmm. Camarenth was a bit hungry, but not so much as to seriously consider eating the horse. The elf would probably protest to it as well, and could make things troublesome, as he apparently has magic. Camarenth thoughtfully took out a pen and started to write in a small journal as he contemplated the scene before him.
((OOC note: if LionHeart should catch Camarenth's scent, he could become nervous, or even panic. It's up to you, but even though he is transformed, Camarenth's scent is rather draconic.))
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Slade tugged on LionHeart's bridle as he stepped closer to the girl, but to his surprise, the horse would not budge. Without taking his eyes off of the girl, he let his fingers slip down the reins instead, getting a firm grip on them. But the stallion began to back up, yanking on Slade's arm. The elf finally turned to LionHeart to see what his problem was this time. The horse's once-calm eyes were rolling and he snorted anxiously through his flaring nostrils.
"LionHeart, what-" Slade began to ask. But just then, the elf sensed it, too.
We are being watched, he thought. And by something not quite human.
With a steady, reassuring hand, the elf stroked his stallion's face, trying to come up with a plan in the case of an attack. He looked to the girl to see if she had noticed anything wrong. Side-stepping, he made his way to the other side of LionHeart's saddle, near a pack in which was kept his trusty sword.
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