<hr/><br/><div class="floatleft"> (http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/ede751e9-09fe-4021-a9bf-cd79738d52df_zps253ed0e3.jpg) </div>Name: Demelza<br/>Race: Centos<br/>Players Nearby: Marcus<br/>Location: Woods<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Demelza twirled around in her seat as she herd Marcus screaming at her. She growled, the cad had followed her again and was spying on her. She stood as he approached her anger rolling off her in waves, "Tell me one good reason not to stick you with your own sword for spying on me?" She was fully dressed and her skin had a fresh pinkish glow to it as her hair was longer and darker now that it was wet from the stream, yet her eyes were bright clear they glared at the man she held a candle for. She was about to yell at him again when a ferocious roar interrupted her. Her head wiped behind her and her eyes widened, "Good reason..." She was too shocked to move, but slowly found herself moving the folds of her skirt to reach for her own  dagger  (http://thedarkblade.com/wp-content/uploads/Draco-Twin-Daggers.jpg) at her thigh. The weapon gleamed in the light, a swirl of different metals infused into the deadly double edged hooked blade. She remembered Marcus gifting it to her when she was attacked one night on the way home by a group of thugs. She had been brave and fought but to no avail had been out numbered. She was lucky Marcus was only a few steps behind her and nearly killed every man there. Marcus was so worried he taught her how to defend herself with a weapon and started to remember the old ways of how she survived as a child. She never left home without it now now and was glad she didnt for the bear did not seem to be too fond of them picnicking at his stream.<br/><br/>Marcus moved her behind him and she willingly followed his silent order. She never took her eyes off the bear as he drew his sword from his back. A sudden twig of fear rose up in her for the man before her. "Marcus, have you ever killed a bear before? If not I dont think today is a good day to start..." Her eyes darted to him and slowly pressed herself against his nautically warm body. She could feel a shiver run through her body, unsure if it were from the cold, the fear of dying, or the shear power that she could feel under her hands. She turned to the grizzly as he told her not to run and nodded, slowly letting him go and stepping out of his way as he started to swing at the bear. She held her breath as she watched the two and held her ground. "Please be careful Marcus..." she whispered and started pleading with God for help 'Please dont let him die... I beg you God please I dont know what I'd do with out him...' Her fist gripped the handle of the dagger as her other clung to her skirts ready to jump in if Marcus couldnt subdue the beast.<br/><br/>