<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br/><strong>Current Form:</strong>Trithos<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Near Koann, Centos city<br/><strong>Players Nearby:</strong>Nilofer, and Safiya<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The voices didn't stop as he approached, but his sense of alertness didn't fade. He hadn't been observed, of course, at least that was what he had deduced from the lack of appreciation of his presence, but he might have been seen by another, unintroduced party, which left Cirven himself in a rather complicated situation. He scowled, and stayed where he was for the moment, knowing that if he exposed himself, there was all teh chance in the world that the Peranos was a traitor, or traitress, as it sounded now. The second voice he still couldn't make out, although it was familiar, teasing at the edges of his memory somewhere, making his brain ache. He hated it when his memory failed him, even more so when it was something that felt so devastatingly simple. Why couldn't he remem....<br/><br/>Reflex reacted as his mind was occupied, eye quick eyes finding the stone sailing through the air, movement in his direction more than anything warning him that danger was near. Just in time too, since that rock was traveling fast. Too fast, he would have grumbled, if he had the time. He ducked his head down to avoid having it hit his temple, but it scraped off the crown of his head. He winces and immediately felt nauseous, not at all lucky that he had missed himself what could be considered a killer blow. The impact, stronger than he had originally anticipated, sent him sprawling to the ground, ridiculously in his eyes. He was on his feet in an instant, and while he felt very dizzy, so much so that he could see stars, and tthe world seemed to be tilting beneath his feet. He stumbled out of the bushes.<br/><br/>Bah. Haas-filoth. He should have guessed. That was the odd accent that he heard earlier. His eyes were a bit unfocused, forgetting about the Peranos for the moment, and moved for her. She threw the rock. He had seen it. More or less," What was that for?" He scowled, and stepped forward, silver steel exposed to the sun and glinting in what he hoped was a menacing manner. All he could determine was that it was too bright, and hurt his eyes a bit.