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Re: Chapter Two: The Auran.

Post by Admin on Sun Dec 09, 2007 3:31 pm

((Nemes))

Nemes smiled at her answer of not having a horse to ride back. “You have mine, I am more than ready to walk. It is not too far.” He said, allowing her to make the final decision. If it wasn’t for her, it might have taken them longer to find the child… or then might never find her at all. “It would be no trouble for me.” He, of course could fly back… but dared not leave Leyla alone, nor take her by the skies.


((Hurst))

He smiled broadly as the lass finally introduced herself. How funny, he had forgotten all about introductions. “An’ I am Hursht…!” He said confidently, now a lisp joking his drunken speech. Lifting his hand, Hurst seemed to point at an invisible object right between them in mid air, then he drew a straight line from the point to the left with a smooth swipe… in his finger’s path, a think glowing golden line appeared, suspended in mid air, small flakes falling from it before it would all vanish in an instant. “… Gate Keeper. I open… doorsh.”

And indeed, a gate keeper was what Hurst had always wanted to be… but failed miserably at it. Any ‘door’ he opened to a wanted destination always took those who passed it to the wrong place. The young man simply had no knack for magic. But was an excellent swords man… when sober… and managed to live through countless battles with the use of his trusty sword.

The night was getting late, and Hurst decided it was time to go back to the barracks, lest should he get caught. He paid their drinks and snacks, then escorted her outside. “And you? What do you do? Where are you from?” It did not even occur to him that Chi did not make her final decision of where she would stay the night… he was already leading her towards the barracks in the not so far distance.


The snow began to fall again, the woods now almost as dark as an Umbri. By now all the soldiers of the small, traveling regiment had settled, new tents handed to them by the local troops, and probably were currently being lead towards the main hall for their hot dinner. They would all depart the next day at noon, once the ‘guide’ would arrive.

Odei would not join them for a warm meal, the nagging need for some privacy stronger than the naggings of his stomach. It had been some good few weeks since he had some time to himself, and though Odei felt very much at home between soldiers, barracks and battles, he was still a solitary kind. Kicking off the snow from a large root of a three, he plopped down on it, leaning against the trunk. Obsidian had wondered off, in search of something small and furry to eat. Odie was finally alone, and did his best to relax a little, and enjoy the silence of the wood; only the soft sounds of the falling snow could be heard now and then. He closed his eyes, embracing this badly-needed, quiet moment.

“Sleep in the woods, and you will wake in a farie’s circle…” The whisper was loud in his ears, and odei felt the sudden presence right above his face. On a startled reflex, his hand swiped out to punch away the intruder… but his clenched fist would pass right through Cylan’s ghostly figure, brining her no harm.

“Tsk, tsk!” The white spirit shook her head. “And here I thought you might have missed me.” Odei jumped to his feet, a stream of colorful language hurled at the witch. “Bitch! I swear I will get myself killed in the next fight just so as to come after your rotten hide!” He turned away, roaring Obsidian’s name, now eager to get back to the noise of the barracks and Yeidin once more. At least she would not be there. “Why the harsh words, Odei…” she moaned in feigned, exaggerated despair... “ and we were just beginning to get along… You’re not still soar at me for what happened back at Azrian, are you? You ought to be thankful! I helped you win the ba…”

“You helped me kill my own comrades!” He roared at her, twisting around to face her.
“It is of their own fault they were not wise enough to move away from the Abaddon…” Odei snarled at her, eyes starting to glow, the aura of darkness about him rising along with his irritation. “Mark my words, Cylan! The next time you take my body and force on another one of those demons into the world without my consent, I WILL take my own life and in spirit hunt you down, and make sure you pass that line into the next life.”

Cylan fell quite, knowing well the stubborn mule meant every word. “Fine. ‘t was my mistake. From this day forth, I won’t force you into anything…” Her serious, white lips slowly curled into a sly smile… “But you enjoyed it… the power and blood shed… I know you di…” She was cut off as Obsidian finally arrived, Odei mounting him and rode off as quick as he could to get away from the ramblings of the annoying witch.

Cylan placed a hand on her curvy hip as she watched him disappear into the dark. He was a lot of work… that one. But how she loved his temper.
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Re: Chapter Two: The Auran.

Post by Erin on Sun Dec 09, 2007 3:43 pm

"GODS!" Origin cried as she was nearly bowled over by the dark horse appearing out of nowhere to topple her.

The lords had no mount for her to ride, and in their haste had returned with the little girl to the village, promising to send out a mount and escort later.

It had been 3 hours. She had mountains of patience, but her hip was not. So a few moments ago ,as the sun began to set, and the storm picked up, she'd set out to get back to town.

And then the hell horse came out of nowhere, she found herself facefirst in the snow. What a day.
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Re: Chapter Two: The Auran.

Post by Chi on Sun Dec 09, 2007 3:53 pm


The name was so bizarre to Chi's tongue that even though she recognized he was drunk once again and his name was Hurst as opposed to Hursht, she had an interesting time trying to repeat it. It was odd enough to see the floating golden line in the air, never having seen that particular magic before, but her clever mind soon grasped what he was trying to tell her and she nodded in approval. Making a mental note though never to walk through any portal-door of his making when he was drunk; figuring that was the reason for the lack of stability in the spell.

As the two walked out onto the street, Chi found herself following him without question, having found someone to lift her downcast spirits enough that she didn't think about her past problems. But when he asked her what she did for a job, she didn't know the word for Mercenary. "I fight..." she started, placing a hand casually on the hilt of her katana as they walked, trying to find the right description. "I guard or... kill for money, what is that called? I come from across the Agrath Sea, a place called Kyushu. Very far away." she said with a small smile, remembering the long unpleasant voyage.


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Re: Chapter Two: The Auran.

Post by Admin on Sun Dec 09, 2007 3:54 pm

((oops Erin, looks like u read my post before added nemes' reply! Oh well, u can fix it saying origin wanted to walk.))
((Hurst))

“I fight too! Shee!?” Hurst made to withdraw his sword… bit could not find the hilt… there were so many of them! Maybe dozens… when he was positive he carried only one! And they seemed to just… dodge his hand? How odd. Yet regardless his impressive collection of so many swords would impress the lass…
“And now who do you fight for? Did you come to join the Yayshgeen?” Now he could not even pronounce the name of the army he had served for the past year.




Odei looked over his shoulder, hoping he would not find Cylan right there, sitting behind him, but the witch was gone. He had showed her just how furious she had made him this time, and was smart enough to leave him be. He was not praying to the gods that she would not pay him a visit that night, as he wished to have at least one good night’s slee…

Obsidian suddenly halted to a stop, nearly causing odei to flip out of the saddle, but he held on at the last second, and was spared an immanent, broken neck. Before he would abuse the beast with a flow of the usual, colorful names the horse had now become accustomed to, Odei noticed a body sprawled in the snowy ground…

“Shit!” he cursed, believing he had come across a dead body. He leaped off Obsidian, and knelt by the dark form, hands gently holding it at the sides to turn the body over, but it was much to his relief that the person suddenly turned around on her own to face him…

Then sensation of relief quickly fled, as quick as he withdrew his hands. ‘Oh.” He said simply. It was Origin – for some ungodly reason out here in the middle of nowhere. He sighed, and sat back on his heels… waiting for the storm, the curse or the huff followed by an arrogant twirl as she’d turn on her heel and storm off. He wondered if he should even ask her if she were alright, but risked losing an eye… then if he should offer to take her back, and lose the other.
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Re: Chapter Two: The Auran.

Post by Erin on Sun Dec 09, 2007 4:19 pm

Origin stood up shakily, dusting the snow from her new cloak, then shot an angry glare at Obsidian, deterring all of her vicious fury from her mentor.

"One would think you'd have the beast trained by now." she muttered, looking through the snow for her walking stick.

"How long will we be in Ahila?" she asked, making her best attempt at being polite and amiable.
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Re: Chapter Two: The Auran.

Post by Chi on Sun Dec 09, 2007 4:24 pm


If Hurst had said that while he was sober, Chi might have believed him, but with such a ridiculous display on the part of Hurst and the effect of the heavy ale that Chi was unused to, she surprised herself with a burst of laughter. "Yes, quite the warrior you are." she chuckled before she quickly covered her mouth and regained her control. It was just all too ridiculous.

"The Ya-shi-ge-n?" she then asked, puzzled, but then things started to drift into place. The barracks, his imitation of soldiers... now this group? Chi had thought at first perhaps it was merely the town's barracks for self-defense. But now... now she sensed there was something bigger going on on a scale she couldn't quite comprehend at the moment. "I fight for whoever pays me." she said softly as she helped steady him when he looked like he was about to careen over into the dirt. "However, I think you should tell me everything, my friend."

Regardless, it seemed now like Chi could find a job rather easily, for where there were soldiers and battle, there were always room for mercenaries.


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Re: Chapter Two: The Auran.

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Odei blinked, not expecting her to attempt to be friendly so soon… only about 24 hours had past since he angered her, and there was still one hundred and forty hours or so to go before her usual time frame of hating him would expire.

Still. He rather not push it. ‘Tame Obsidian? That’s a laugh. He’s almost a stubborn as you are’ he mused. “We’ll be leaving tomorrow noon… once our guide arrives…” Where have you been, how’s your hip? Are you well? Need a ride? …. All kind questions he would ask, but dared not.

But the Sagan got the best of him, strict customs still running deep in his veins, despite the Surdan there doing everything it could to chuck it out of him. “Need a ride back, or do you prefer to… hobble back?”


((Hurst))

“And I shall tell you all, lash! All you want of the Yejzeen army and our great fight for freedom!” He howled ceremoniously, now having lost all touch of common sense and proper neural functions, Hurst unwittingly cast an arm about chi’s shoulders, pulling her close so as that she won’t miss a word of this rather important tale. In his mind, he was a tall, buffed and handsome man, a beautiful, helpless damsel at his side, lying a soft cheek against that irresistible, hard, warrior chest of his as he lead her on through a street of envious onlookers.

In truth Chi was the one doing much of the supporting. And how much of the story he told was accurate, no one would know until chi would hear the proper version from a sober voice. Needless to say; Hurst was at the pinnacle of every battle, throwing great evil dark lords to their deaths, ultimately wining them one battle after the other.

It was half an hour later that they would arrive at the campsite, Hurst insistently offering Chi his fresh tent, before staggering off to the stables where he would fall asleep next to his precious steed, curled up on a bed of hay.
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Re: Chapter Two: The Auran.

Post by Erin on Sun Dec 09, 2007 4:42 pm

Origin eyed the fell beast again. She remembered the first time they'd met. She dind't suppose today he'd be any more kindly. It was bad enough that she was still getting used to horses in general, demon ones was a bit out of her comfort range.

"I do fear I'd tear my wound," she admitted, trying to keep any admission of anger out of her voice. She did not want to be on Odei's bad side today, else he might harm Vasquiri, wherever he'd flown off to.
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Re: Chapter Two: The Auran.

Post by Chi on Sun Dec 09, 2007 4:51 pm


If Hurst had been anyone else under a different situation, his head would have been lying a few feet away from his body. But was it was, he had completely disarmed Chi in a way that left her almost docile. Yet, the unfamiliar alcohol and his banter subconsciously began to heal the large wound that plagued her hidden emotions. Of course she wouldn't realize this until much later if at all, but she firmly decided amidst the slight blurring from the alcohol that this 'new beginning' per-say of hers was rather nice. There was no disdain here from what seemed to be every pair of eyes back home, and she seemed to carry herself a little lighter because of it.

Yet even in her slightly hazed state, her walk was still strong and she had no problem supporting the amusing Hurst, getting lost repeatedly from his directions until she had the presence of mind to ask a local and instead escort her guide back to his tent.

Chi wasn't entirely sure how Hurst convinced her to take his tent, but she was unable to refuse and instead thanked him for his kindness and retired without a sound. She slept on top of his cot and sheets, as she did not take off her armor and the many layers she wore kept her warm in the cooling climate. By habit over long years, she slept with both hands on hilts of her wakizashi lest anyone were to jump her while she slept. Even her breathing was so quiet it seemed as though she was either a statue or dead as her eyes closed and she drifted off to sleep. She'd figure things out on the morrow - hopefully from Hurst when he was sober.


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Re: Chapter Two: The Auran.

Post by TaiKitsune on Sun Dec 09, 2007 11:02 pm

Sachieal watched as the crowd gradually thinned. A bit of dissapointment showed on Sachieal's snow-white face. It was unfortunate, but they had their reasons.

The soldiers talked amongst themselves, some leaving in pairs, others in groups. Some, however, decided to stay. A few Sachieal hadn't had the chance to meet yet stood strong, their feet rooted to the ground. Their eyes told him of their allegiance, and Sachieal felt a grin spreading across his face as he observed them all.

One caught his attention. The girl, pale as he, which was such that he felt, if not for her maroon vest and night-black hair and eyes, that he'd lose her in the snow that lightly coated the ground of the clearing. She stood abnormally straight, as if she prided herself on looking her best in the crowd of sometimes-rough footsoldiers.

That's not to say that she didn't look her best. The girl had the figure of an hourglass, and her skirt showed just enough to let Sachieal's lustful mind will for more. The cross she wore clung to her exposed collarbones, which showed of extreme physical conditioning. It was rare for someone as her to be in league with the rest of the Lumerian army, but no matter.

He'd have a chance to ask of her origins later, the crowd hadn't finished thinning.

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Re: Chapter Two: The Auran.

Post by Mistress-Inu on Mon Dec 10, 2007 4:19 pm

((Oi, I'm probably going to be gone for a little while. Apologies.))

Though it was considered rude to stare, Vanity's eyes never left Sachieal. She studied him, examining each small feature about him, but she never moved. Even her eyes, busy as they were, hardly flitted over him; they almost give away that she was thoroughly concentrated. And then, for a moment, Vanity thought she saw the same sort of focused attention in his expression... on her, as it would appear.

Vanity lifted a brow slightly. It could have been paranoia, but had he just been gawking? No, not even that. It was more of a brief examination himself, but Vanity was suspicious enough to ask just in case, and the urge to do so was practically taunting her.

She had probably done enough staring by now. The girl blinked once and turned her head a little to the side, gazing about the others in sideways glances to get a good look at who she might be fighting alongside with. Fighting? Of course there was fighting, it was obvious. It never even had to have been said.

Vanity's gaze might have been elsewhere, but her mind was still focused the same, only on one thing: He has the name... He fits the description. But the details weren't enough for me to be so sure...

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Re: Chapter Two: The Auran.

Post by Nick on Mon Dec 10, 2007 4:26 pm

Histlan shifted in her spot upon her steed's back, thinking over what Sachieal had said she was not sure what she wanted. Her head tirned slightly to Ivaylo, a small curve to her lips as she regarded her escort who'd kindly helped her to get there without any mishaps. She brought her head back down though, covered eyes in line with her horse's mane as she kept her head down slightly. The curve in her lips dissappearing as sher tried to decide for herself what to do.

She'd hoped that if they'd be split into companies she'd have the fortune to be under a Lumerian commander, but rather here she was with a man who's type she could not read very clearly though his animal she could sense was eerie and unsettling to say the least.

Deciding she did not have enough information, Histlan pushed her heels into her steed's side and it moved forward. She managed to move around the other people and horses successfully, taking a larger curve about them to be safe as her animal ambled forward at its own lax pace. She gave a small tug on the reins as she felt she was close enough, having gone more to the side of the crowd and Sachieal a bit.

Shw lifted her chin to regard the new commander, and spoke in a solid tone, indicating little emotion apart from the inquiry for answers. "You speak of what we must be willing to do if we should like to be in your company." Her head turned towards the other people momentarily before returning to its place of focus on Sachieal, "However, you do not speak of why we should want to be under your command and what you are willing to do. Are you ready to work your hardest? Show us the loyalty and determination you wish of us, and lead us as you'd wish to be lead?"

Her calm voice ceased for a moment and she shifted her head slightly away. Fingers gripping the reins and thought for a short moment. "I did not come here to be lead by any one man or woman." She said methodically and shifted her focus back once more. "However, if you are ready to do your best for the good of your comrades, and for all the people we have found reason to come here to protect, and in turn protect each other. If you can do this, then, yes. I will fight along side you Sachieal." She gave a nod, "To the best of my abilities."
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Re: Chapter Two: The Auran.

Post by TaiKitsune on Mon Dec 10, 2007 6:23 pm

Sachieal regarded Histlan as she set her horse on a slow trot around the crowd in front of him. She seemed determined to move toward him, for some reason. He stood, watching her intently, eyes torn away from the pale girl for a long moment.

Her questions struck him as odd, he saw no need for doubt. Sachieal realized, however, that in this realm his reputation needed to be built again.

Are you ready to work your hardest? Show us the loyalty and determination you wish of us, and lead us as you'd wish to be lead?

Histlan's inquiry caught him off guard, and its monotone delivery struck him a bit off-putting. Sachieal looked towards her and then towards the crowd, he might as well address them all.

"But of course, Miss Histlan. What kind of leader would I be if I were to not, for lack of better term, 'practice what I preach'? Not a very reliable one, definitely not one that's worthy of his position." He looked back towards Histlan, eyes showing nothing but pride and confidance.

"I'll work to my limit, and then push farther. I'll lead in the way that I wish to be led. I'll fight for you all, as I'd wish you to fight for me." He turned back, between both the group and Histlan. "On this, you all as my witnesses:

You have my word."

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Re: Chapter Two: The Auran.

Post by Mathias on Tue Dec 11, 2007 1:07 am

Winter. Mathias had always loved the winter while he was young, the little flakes circling in the sky to dust the ground for their short winter season. But amongst the Elonnahal... A smile crept onto his lips as Mathias urged his mount forward, peering through the dense flakes to check his steed's footing. Amongst the Elonnahal the flakes were massive, and wet. It was there he learned how to tend to his mounts in the deeper snow, when to jump off and rest the creature, breaking down the snow himself or pick the ice from the beast's hoof, and apply a fatty salve to discourage the bleeding. It was during that period of his life that began as slavery, changing him from the soft boy he once was into the warrior his tattoos now branded him as, that he learned how to wrap himself in furs to keep the heat in, and make a fire in such an unforgiving territory.

It wasn't long since his bond-service to the Chieftain Harald of the Elonnahal ended. It was upwards of ten years, with memories both bitter and fond. “More of the latter then the former,” he murmured, his words being absorbed by the layers upon layers of flakes that drifted down from the sky. The tips of his long, dark hair were frozen together, but the part covered by his prized wolf pelt was warm and snug. His steed huffed loudly, and he patted the side of his neck. “Just a bit longer,” Mathias said assuringly, “we'll reach Azrian before nightfall. First step on the route home, eh?” The horse huffed again, and Mathias couldn't help but assume it was somewhat indignant. “Right you are, right you are,” he said with a chuckle.

Through the snow, a large, dark shape loomed. He squeezed with his knees, easing the horse to a slower pace. The silhouette of the city was frighteningly still and quiet, and something deep in his gut made him frown, and reach for his bow, quietly stringing it and notching an arrow, laying it low across his hips. His steed nosed the snow, whinnied and shuffled away from a rather large lump. Mathias clucked and cooed to sooth it's nerves, carefully dismounting and crouching, brushing the snow away.

A body...

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The snow had let up as he pressed onwards. The scope of the battle he had so narrowly missed at the city of Azrian surprised him. Mathias hadn't heard of any strife to the south of the Elonnahal territory. Then again, as it stood, they weren't exactly known for their extensive information networks. He smiled with a darker humour at what the warriors of his old tribe had called “trading expeditions”, lightning fast raids stealing livestock and grain. What his mother and father would say had they seen him at the head of these, hugging tight to the neck of his horse, readying his ax to free livestock.

He smiled with a memorable hunger, but drove his mount on. The battle at Azrian wasn't like the almost-friendly, usually non-lethal raids between different tribes. Once he could get through to the survivors of the battle, rather once they deciphered his accent, they gave him an idea of the battle that was fought, and which direction some of the participants headed. Not that he was looking to enlist, but if there were hostilities in the area there was strength in numbers. As good a shot as he was, the snow made detecting foes a difficulty to say the least. And given Mathias' penchant for ranged combat, it didn't sit well for him.

His course south had been adjusted as well. This battle that left the dead hidden in the snow evoked a sense of duty in Mathias. He had left the tribe after being accepted as a member, not a bond-slave, his homesickness wracking him with a selfish urge to depart from those that now welcomed him as his own. But now, this unknown threat. It made Mathias frown, his brow knitting together as he strained to see further and further into the descending white sheets. If these warriors came upon the longhouse of Chieftain Harald by surprise, in the dead of winter... Mathias' lip curled into a cunning smile. He was “Weyline” in his tribe. The “Son of the Wolf”. If no one else, he could gage the threat and return to the longhouse with ample time to warn and mobilize. If all was well, though, he would have no need to.

A muffled sound pierced the blanket of snow. Snippets of words, the dark shapes of tents, and shadows of movement danced ahead of him. He softly tugged his horse's mane, slowing the aggressive pace. He sat up in his saddle, leaning towards the shapes, working slowly towards it. The flicker of firelight beckoned him, and even his mount started when it saw the glint, and he had to tug sharply. “Not yet boy,” he murmured, his eyes raking the shapes in the snow. He could see tents, people seated together. He kneed the steed closer, his hands at rest, but his muscles tense. If an alarm went up, his reception would be icy. And with night close upon his heels, he would be better off with a fire, and a deep sleep, rather then the watchful, shallow rest of the lone traveler.

His mind made up, Mathias loosed his voice, drawing himself up, pulling the wolf's pelt from his head, to freely display the his face to the strangers. His eyes sought the one that would answer his call, framed by his long hair, marked with his warrior braids. “Hail. What is this company doing so far north in this season? The winters here are unforgiving for those that know not the land.” His accent was pronounced and he wondered how he looked to those camped here, praying that battle frayed nerves didn't lead to rash decisions.


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Re: Chapter Two: The Auran.

Post by Chi on Tue Dec 11, 2007 12:40 pm



Chi had been sleeping soundly, almost peacefully in Hurst's tent which had been unfortunately placed close to the other newcomer. She had made it a habit to sleep lightly, but due to the ingested alcohol and the need for a restful sleep after her voyage, she was sweetly oblivious to his arrival until...

"HAIL!"

What was said after that Chi didn't catch due to his accent and her pounding heartbeat, but the sudden loud outburst had Chi already in a crouching position and twin blades at the ready before she could clue into what the hell just happened.

That would teach her for actually trying to get a decent night's sleep.

"The winters here are unforgiving for those that know not the land."

Whoever he was, his accent was enough that it was difficult for Chi to understand and instead just left her annoyed that her sleep had been disrupted. Grumbling with colourful words, Chi sheathed her wakizashi and lay back down on Hurst's bed. As if to make her feel better, she glared at the ceiling of her borrowed tent as she now merely listened to her surroundings, way too wide awake now to go back to sleep in the near future.
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Re: Chapter Two: The Auran.

Post by Erin on Tue Dec 11, 2007 12:55 pm

[[and again, abandoned. thanks :B]]

Origin struck the door to the infirmary with a force born of pure adrenaline. It was three hours into the night before she'd made it into the town, and the walk to the infirmary was no short trip either. Her hip hurt violently from all of the strain, and she feared that the newly healed wound might have ripped open on her journey.

The thick headed Odei had gallovanted off with his dastardly steed, thinking she'd rather hobble back into town or whatever. He was such a coward to her wrath, she huffed, limping in, her face twisted in a grimace.

"Damn you all to the underworld," she groaned, collapsing in the doorway, a slight red spot appearing on the hip of her dress.
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Re: Chapter Two: The Auran.

Post by Mistress-Inu on Tue Dec 11, 2007 3:17 pm

Vanity didn't have to return her gaze to the commanding officer to hear the words exchanged between he and Histlan. Their words rang in her ears lucidly, and Histlan did have a good point. Vanity might have added to the conversation if she wasn't so secluded to herself around strangers, and if Sachieal hadn't responded quick enough to make her change her mind. Oddly enough, after his speech closed, she found herself smiling a tad, her gaze pulled into the space of utter distraction. Realizing that her mind was wandering, Vanity blinked and shook her head twice, in simple jerks, just enough to not gain attention. "Maybe I should just stop thinking altogether," she spoke sarcastically to herself. "Might help me focus some more."

"Hail. What is this company doing so far north in this season? The winters here are unforgiving for those that know not the land."

Vanity's head jerked to the side, so that she was gazing over her shoulder. Scanning the area with swift glances, she simply quirked a brow, her eyes finally resting upon the bearer of the newcomer. She opened her mouth to reply, but then reconsidered it... because she barely knew. Vanity had only come into this for one purpose alone, after all. She herself needed a full explanation as to what they, everyone else, was gathering in such great numbers for. And as clueless as that might have made her sound, she would ask, eventually. Right now she was more focused on getting to know everyone else. "Make happy", as her brother would have called it, "lots and lots of happy". Instead of ignoring the new arrival, however, Vanity turned to him and raised a hand, high into the air, just to acknowledge that she had heard.

All the while, she wondered to herself how, in spite of the freeze, everything could seem so... loud. It was never like that back home. Not in Heaven.

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Post by TaiKitsune on Tue Dec 11, 2007 5:18 pm

"Hail. What is this company doing so far north in this season? The winters here are unforgiving for those that know not the land."

Sachieal regarded the man as he made his loud entrance. Lord only knows the entire camp was awakened by his questioning. No use now, the meeting was, for the most part, over. When they were to move out, those who decided to come with him would.

"Now, we could ask the same of you, stranger." Sachieal trotted Pestilence toward the long-haired man on horseback. "Unfortunately, stranger, you'll have to find someone of higher rank to answer that question for you." He turned back to the group, maybe his group, and regarded them all with a slight smile.

"The night comes, comrades, make your haste back toward camp." He chuckled and waved, "I'll be in my tent if you need me." He and Pesitlence tore away, back toward the quiet revelry of the camp.

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Post by Mathias on Tue Dec 11, 2007 6:37 pm

Mathias' brow furrowed in frustration as the mounted stranger turned and took off back to the camp. For a presumably military organization, their layout was poor, and sentries non-existent. And for all of them to be in such an unforgiving climate with no explanation... It both worried and intrigued him. If so many marched under the banner of ignorance, their objective was either too dangerous to leak, worried about betraying their element of surprise, or something the men would turn upon.

Of course, they could have all come together our of circumstance, but the odds of that happening were so slim, it may well be discounted. He would stay amongst them, and hear on the morrow what was to come. His eyes didn't yet leave the retreating figure who addressed him, forcing his sight through the sheets of snow, divining the trail the rider may yet take.

"If they don't wish for us here, boy, we'll leave when we're asked, and no earlier," he murmured to his steed, sliding from the saddle and pulling free a satchel of dried bits of wood. The larger logs were lashed beneath another treated piece of leather, mostly dry. But it was the tinder he babied, clearing a patch of snow near enough to the edge of the camp to be protected by numbers, but far enough not to intrude. He poured the tinder into the small bowl, and started himself a fire, before unpacking his mount and rubbing him down. 'You only live as long as your mount' was a maxim of the Elonnahal, and one he came to understand well. So he treated the creature thusly, feeding it before himself and picking the ice from it's hooves before chipping the ice from himself.

After Mathias threw up his tent, above a now fur-lined burrow in the snow. It was warmer then it would seem, the treated hide keeping out the water, and the snow acting as a natural insulation. With his solitary camp-within-a-camp established, he sat and brought himself upon his rations, taking his last nourishment before rest, and stretching out his lean muscles by the fire. The warmth took the stiffness of riding and cold from his joints, and with a skin of mead in hand he chased the chill from inside himself as well.

Won't be much longer, he mused, his thoughts flowing freely with mead based-lubrication, before I curl up and dream of home. And even in the fluidity of mead induced thinking, he wasn't sure where home was: His birthplace, an ocean away, or the shy a month's travel to the north, where a chieftain's daughter was promised to his hand. He took another pull on the mead-skin, intent on finding the answer in the next few moments, before he retired to his tent.


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Post by TaiKitsune on Tue Dec 11, 2007 6:54 pm

Sachieal spent all of two moments time in his tent, the night was young still, despite what he told his comrades. There was the stranger to attend to. Sachieal heard from a petite, red-headed soldier that the stranger set up a camp inside their own.

What he would do past then, he knew not, but the stranger should be watched, most definitely. But for now, Sachieal resigned, let him make camp. Sachieal's mind came upon another person who might be in need of a bit of attention, however.

He walked his way towards the infirmary, he was going to visit Origin. It had been quite a while till Sachieal's failure in combat, and at worst, she would just refuse to speak to him.

Upon entering the infirmary, Sachieal found Origin, and her newly opened wound. He approached cautiously, his eyes betraying nothing of his worry for the girl. "Miss Origin, it's nice to see you again."

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Post by Erin on Tue Dec 11, 2007 7:07 pm

Origin looked up from where she had been lying against the doorsill.

"Hello Sachieal," she said weakly, "I had believed you to fall off the end of the earth. I suppose you've returned now? A good thing you have wings?"

She laughed feebly at her attempt at a joke. Her iron was low enough, and she was loosing more blood than she could spare in her already weakened state. She didn't have anything in her satchel that would have been helpful, and so she sat, trying to preserve her energy.
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Post by TaiKitsune on Tue Dec 11, 2007 7:40 pm

Sachieal couldn't regard Origin's joke with anything other than worry. It shot across his face and stayed there as he moved closer. "I need a medic. NOW." Sachieal yelled out to the camp. It was unfortunate that he didn't know any healing spells, he'd have to learn if he was to look after his comrades.

"Miss Origin, let's get you lying down, you're losing a lot of blood." He stretched his arm around her back, without hesitation. She could complain about him being too close later, for now, she needed serious help.

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Post by Starlyght on Tue Dec 11, 2007 9:15 pm

The cool air licked through Starlyght's pale hair and across her bare skin as she walked. She had been walking now for weeks, and it had been getting steadily warmer, at least in her opinion. The winter months were still upon the land, and so she was able to travel with hardly any sleep or food, making her journey faster. The elders of the clan had been right to suggest such a time for her journey south. The snow that was gently falling clung to her skin but did not melt. Snow only melted when it touched warmth, and her skin had no warmth. Instead, it was absorbed, still fully frozen, through her pale skin and into her veins, renewing her energy with each flake. She had taken off her war boots and slung them over her shoulder on a thong in order to take advantage of the snowy ground as well. Her battle staff served well as a walking staff in turn and the two-tailed fox kit at her feet seemed to enjoy chasing it was she moved.

Her large ears picked up the sound of movement long before her vision picked out shadowy forms through the falling snow. With that advantage, she skirted the camp, not sure if it was simply another bandit camp, or the outskirts of the town she had been journeying to. A village a few days back had directed her in this direction, predicting a week's journey, but she had known even then it would take her only a few days. As the sounds grew, and a sharp call was audible over the general din, the shadowy forms sharpened into the outlines of tents and the moving outlines of horses and men. Appearing out of the snowy mist, Starlyght strode to the edge of the camp, incidentally near the medical tent just in time to for someone to call for a medic. She waited a moment to see if there was any movement in response to her appearance or the demand for help, but already asking for more energy from the snow in preparation for that to be directed towards healing.
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Post by Erin on Wed Dec 12, 2007 3:06 pm

Origin looked around the room, trying to stay alert. The short walk to the nearest bed had been excruciating. Every move she made seem to accentuate the pain in her hip. Damn her stubborness, and damn the winter! She felt light headed, and her skin was a pale, brownish grey that came from her blood deficiency. It was a simple fix, restitch the wound, and give her something with iron and bedrest, but unfortunately she was on the recieving end.

Red meat, she thought shuddering slightly. She hated the stuff, cooked raw or otherwise, but it was all that she could think of to replenish her blood stores, just short of swallowing a pint of pure blood.

She groaned and stared at the spider slowly spinning a web a few feet above her face.
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Re: Chapter Two: The Auran.

Post by Mistress-Inu on Wed Dec 12, 2007 3:32 pm

((I was in a writing mood. Sorry for the long post.))

Vanity watched Sachieal ride off only for a few moments before turning and walking about the area curiously. Her pace was casual, yet she continued to move with sinuous grace about the others. Her dark eyes moved slowly around her, taking in the faces and possibly the voices. There was a bit too much chattering for her to really individualize a person by his voice at the moment, but she was very skilled at memorizing faces. If she was lucky, names were easy to remember just by looking at a person.

Vanity crossed her arms as she walked, pinning her hands to her upper ribs. Standing the cold for a whole day was about as much as she could take, but for another night? I am just fortunate I was able to conceal my wings from the snow. Winter would depress me for sure if I hadn't. She grimaced at the thought. Depression? She couldn't afford it now, there were things to do. Like make a shelter, she scolded herself, but she was of no interest to do so. Even as a layer of snow settled onto her delicate head, the girl didn't bother building up a tent of any sort. She'd been through worse, much of it. Surely she could last another few hours of winter's harsh biting.

Vanity stopped then, her gaze having swept across Mathias and his mount. She performed a double-take just quickly enough to see him surrender into his tent. When he was out of sight, Vanity shifted her eyes to the man's mount for a few more moments, surprised that he would tend to the animal with such care as if it were human. A small smile lit her pale face; admiration kicked in immediately. As an angel, Mathias's actions had shown her great responsibility, true love for even "just an animal". As an angel, Vanity showed love for all living things, automatically. A weakness, perhaps, but that was how she was raised in God's kingdom.

With her eyes glimmering faintly, Vanity stepped elegantly through the snow, gaze locked onto Mathias's steed gently. Drawing closer, she was tempted to reach out and carefully stroke the beast's muzzle, but then she rethought the action and kept her hands to herself. This was not her animal: How it would react was a mystery to her, and should it respond to her unfamiliarly, trouble might be caused. Instead, Vanity looked to Mathias's tent and blinked once, twice, and then took a step toward it.

Normally, others might have trudged into another's domain, speaking their apologies and respects, but Vanity was of no rudeness. She stood about half a foot away from the tent's entrance, arms still crossed close to her torso and her curiosity highly provoked. Then, with a voice that rang with the optimism of soft wind chimes, she called in to Mathias:

"I don't mean to interrupt your rest, sir, but may I ask something of you?"

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