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				Title: <strong>Fiandora: Main thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Galanthor</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 14:54:53</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/2/22/Map_fantasy.jpg/800px-Map_fantasy.jpg) (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/22/Map_fantasy.jpg)<br></div><div align="center">Black=human<br>Red=Nymphs<br>Blue=(as far as known) unpopulated<br>grey=feline<br>pink= elven<br>brown=psions</div><hr><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Races</span><br><br><strong>Nymphs</strong><br><br>Basically your always hot and sexy free spirited female forest spirits (agelessly beautiful with forest colorations that are human sized) that reproduce by pollinating each other (not to mention playing with other races and even animals they like). Not the best fighters they have powerful magics keeping beasts (magically enhanced and groomed - think a wolf as big as an ogre or very smart flocks of hunting hawks) for various uses and the powers of the forests as a weapon. Tend to be naked but will wear strategically worn vines and flowers for modesty when needed. They tend to trade for few things but are excellent herbalists, makers of healing ointmnts/salves/potions and have well protected trade roads which they exact modest taxes. They are led by a Queen and local Forest Warders (mayors).&nbsp; They don't physically age once they reach adulthood roughly 18-24 years old but are not immortal at the age of 200 or so they will rejoin the forests dying but leaving new life around them as their spirits go to the Great Forest in Paradise. Their power and experience determines leadership and the wishes of their Ancestor Spirits and the Great Numph of Paradise.<br><br><strong><br>High Elves</strong><br><br>The High Elves are an ancient race, hardly ever seen within the world, always keeping to themselves. They dislike anyone entering their domain and usually haunt them or scare them as ghosts. Many people believe that the High Elves died out a long time ago. They are ruled by a king and a queen, usually the eldest and most wise of all the elves are given that position. Their kingdom is high up in the trees in the gigantic forbidden forest. High Elves are very similar to humans in the way they look and reproduce. There have been cases through history of a half human half high elf child born to a human women, but never the other way around. Some of the main differences between High Elves and humans are High Elves are on average are 9" tall, and with ancient magics coursing through their veins, it makes them light enough to walk on top of fresh powered snow. The length of their ears is over a foot. Every High Elf is very beautiful and vain, and as such during ceremonies clothing has been forbidden as they thank the Gods, for the beauty they were given.<br><br>High Elves are not a military race and deem fighting and wars trivial, but if the time does arrive, the High Elves will defend themselves. All the armor, weapons, and shields that they have ever created are very beautiful pieces of art. The metal working involved in creating a full set of High Elven armor would take hundreds of years for a human, and the details so precise that human hands do not have the accuracy or stability. Sword play is taught through the generations as a form of art, not self defense, but the skills learned there could be very deadly in combat.<br><br><strong>The Frog Women of the Misted Marsh</strong><br><br>These women are like dark twisted mermaids.&nbsp; They beguile men with their voices and lure them deep into the marshes where the men have difficulty passing through the terrain.&nbsp; It is a mystery what they do then, since the men never return.&nbsp; There are many tales, some suggesting that the men are drowned, others stating that the women keep them and steal their life's essence.&nbsp; No one knows for certain (unless they happen to be frog women themselves).<br><br>No one has ever seen a frog man but the frog women are said to be half woman half salamander, or women who could turn into frogs (which is partly why they are often considered to be a myth among civilized folk).&nbsp; One thing is consistently true in all the tales and that is that their beauty is difficult to resist and their song will break the will of nearly any man.<br><br><strong>The Skyfarers of Torrull</strong><br><br>The Skyfarers are descended from a group of humans who journeyed into the Torrull mountains seeking to escape 'ignorant' persecution at the hands of the temples.&nbsp; What few know is that they started as a cult of demon summoners, which has become less of a religion among them a fashion.&nbsp; Most Skyfarers are witches or wizards of some kind and they are known for building magnificent infernal engines, some of which are capable of taking flight.&nbsp; Skyfarer flying machines are anomolies of the air since they look far too heavy to be buoyant and often belch horrible fire.&nbsp; Over time the Skyfarers took to building their cities on these peculiar ships and their settlements dot the continents occasionally unknown and even sometimes unseen by the people on the ground.&nbsp; They will use smaller vessels to navigate the skies and only occasionally set foot on the ground itself.&nbsp; The most powerful among them boast at how many years they have remained airborne.<br><br>As their airships have become more common in the last century, so too have their wrecks.&nbsp; Every now and then a land-dweller will come upon one of these horrible fire-breathing behemoths broken and damaged on the ground with what remains of its charred crew.<br><br><strong>Psions</strong><br><br>The psions are believed to be an offshoot of humanity and there are several different tales of how they came to be but very little agreement.&nbsp; They are a lithe, graceful people, often tall and with very thin, fine or light hair such that the majority of them are quite bald.&nbsp; They appear to be humanoid in general but psions do not possess eyes.&nbsp; Their skulls possess vestigial ocular openings but where the eyes would be is completely sealed over with bone and there is no ocular nerve.&nbsp; What they do possess is a third singular eye on the forehead which is not an eye in the normal sense and in fact will not even be visible on a sleeping Psion.&nbsp; When awake the eye is ghostly and strange seeming to non-psions.<br><br>The psions are very powerful psychics, often possessing a variety of capabilities often associated with psionics (refer to almost any roleplaying game that has psionics in it).&nbsp; Psions can and do breed with humans and while most children breed as true humans, occasionally a child of such a union or even one of a later generation will be born with the 3rd eye and a spark of cool mind-bending powers<br><br><strong>Nomerians</strong><br><br>Nomerians are diminutive individuals, often no more than 3-4 feet tall, but have appearances as varied as humans.&nbsp; There are several different 'family lines' of Nomerians, some that seem more goblin-like and some that seems to tend more toward humanoid aesthetics.&nbsp; The goblin Nomerians tend to accuse the other families of being impure for having human blood intermixed.&nbsp; All Nomerians tend to have pointed ears which can either be smaller and subtle like human ears or large and floppy depending on their lineage.<br><br>They are most reknowned for their ability to tinker and their involvement in commerce across continents.&nbsp; While not all of them have the spark of genious toward making gadgets and gizmos most are capable of identifying and putting to proper use even the most peculiar of Nomerian creations.&nbsp; Nomerian attire tends to veer toward the ostentatious, including many pockets both obvious and secretive for holding their various contraptions.&nbsp; A Nomerian long coat will have more pockets in the inside liner than on the outside.<br><br>There is a saying that an adventurer, properly outfitted with Nomerian gadgetry is apt to be well-satisfied for days on end even without access to interaction with other humanoids.<br><br><strong>Felines</strong><br>are humanoid cat like creatures that live in small tribes like prides in the jungel. The tribes consit of one head male and a few younger males, but the rest are usually female, and when the males get older there sent away. This way there is assured that there is enough hunting room for everyone.&nbsp; They live in tents made from the animals that they kill.&nbsp; They are very agile and fast and able to leap up into the trees are down from them from long distances away. They avoid the other races and other tribes. If anything comes into there teritorty there likely to attack them.<br><br><strong>Twiggles</strong><br>Fluffy, cute things. Originally they lived in the north, surviving through the lack of predators there, and the healing magic every twiggle is born with. The fur colour of a twiggle is rather choosen by coincedence than a race trait. Twiggles are pacifists, though it doesn't forbid them to heal injouries caused by fights. However through the change of things Twiggles now live in nearly every realm. They are quite accepted, due to the fact that they are creatures that strive to help everyone around them.<br>appearence (http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/252/0/4/twiggle_v2_by_galanthor-d2yclxa.jpg)<br><br><strong>elemental</strong><br>They are humanish in form but have the characteristics of whatever element they represent. ex, a fire elemental would have red hair and eyes. They also have magic linked to&nbsp; that element.&nbsp; They usually stay in a climate or place that is best suited for whatever element they have. ex. ice element would live somewhere cold. Their is only a handfull of each type of elementall and they have no ruler , but live on their own.<br><br><strong>Shadows</strong><br>Original a race of warriors, rodding out whole races in the name of darkness, they where defeated by an alliances of Human, Elves and Twiggles. Today most of them are located in human cities working as thieves or beggers. Still there's said the Shadows that were powerfull warriors still live somewhere hidden. They are similiar to humans expect for the fact that they see much better in the dark and are black all over their body.<br><strong><br>Humans</strong><br>The Humans were at one time the most powerful race and the crown jewel of military force in the land. But that was many years ago in the golden age of the Human Empire. After full scale civil war the empire fell and the Human race entered a dark age that made room for many of the and other races of the land to claim power for other civilizations to grow and flourish. Now a days, Humans mostly live in walled cities of stone that are ruled independently by a king, warlord or dictator since their is no united human government any more. Many humans are farmers. Although they are not the power house force they use to be, Human warriors, knights and militias are still very deadly and versatile fighters. Though the Empire has long been dead, Ancient Human structures and monuments still stand through out the land. <br><br><strong>Minotaurs</strong><br>Minotaurs migrated west from the east, and have had thousands of years to settle themselves on Islands off the eastern coast.<br>The big problem for them is dispite their intelligence, and growing culture, their big bodies betray them. The entire species is flush full of bulls testostrone, this means that they are agressive and prone to rages that stereotype them.<br>Minotaur also have a natural, or unnatural, ability as builders and masons, constructing elaborate mazelike cities that confuse most other races. For the most part the Minos Islands are constantly fighting with each other, and aside from trade, are rather isolationist.<br>Lastly when it comes to sex, Minotaur are as agressive in this as in all things, Masculinity is prized among them, in part due to the amount of testostrone that is pumping through their veins. even their women are expected to be strong, and this in no way actually affects anyone's orientation, lesbians and gays do exist as they do in any other civilization. of course their deffnation of Masculine is not our twentith century version, to them it means things like "stand up for your Family and City State" "never back down" and other such traits.<br>Their Eastern cousins never had the isolation that alowed the Minos Islands to develop, and are loners and primitive tribes that (at least in the opinion of their western cousins) are slaves to their rage, their dark faith, and their base urges.<br>Report to moderator<br><br><br><br><br><div class="floatleft">OOC (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=83323.0#new)</div><div class="floatright">Characters (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=83322.0)<div class="floatright"></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fiandora: Main thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 19:51:31</strong>
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				With in the deeps of Mythwood, lives one of the most ancient of elves, named Anora. People around these part call her a spirit, a guardian of the forest. Others called her a demon, and blamed mysterious deaths on her. Though it was hard for her to be offended, seeing as she'd killed countless in her life time. She did not care if the humans cut down a tree or two, to build a house, or keep themselves warm in the winters. It was a entirely different thing when humans cut wood, for their fancy ships, and grand mansions. Killing for survival, is natural. Killing for greed, is a sin. That is what Anora believed.<br><br>Still it had been some time sense she killed a man now. The tales of the, Lady in the wild, kept people in check, no matter how true or false the stories were. Let them think of her, as a evil abomination, if they wished. As long as they did not abuse the forest, she lived in peace within it.<br><br>The full moon, stood high in the air, piercing threw the veil of shadows, within the forest. Anora stepped past the trees, her silver hair glowing threw the shades of night, reflecting off her smooth, naked skin. She placed herself before a great oak, one that Anora had known for many years now, indeed, it was the last tree still alive, that had been here when she arrived. But it did not have much time left in the world. It was covered with many withered branches, but only a few old leaves left. She stroked the surface of the tree with one hand, and pressed her head up against its bark. It was so silent now, she could barely hear it whisper to her. She simply sat there for a long time, before she parted her lips in song.<br><br>Dragon Age: Origins -- "Leliana's Song" (Soundtrack) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jmwCNma6nSU#ws)<br><br>She sang as she'd always done at full moon. She sang for her people, and she sang for the forest. Her beautiful voice echoed throughout the woods, causing trees to shudder, and join in, in their silent whispering voices. The humans called it a siren, calling women and children in, so that Anora would steal their beauty. But through out all her years, no one had ever came to see her sing, but the animals. Only they knew the words, and the beauty behind them.
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				Post by: <strong>skyline339</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 23:21:46</strong>
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				It had been one day since Cellious had left the wall, riding on his favorite horse. This land was very new to him, as he lived most of his life protected by the wall. Pulling the ancient map from his pouch he looked it over carefully. The Well's had to be seen in order, or great chaos would endanger the world. He knew that much of the world would have changed, so he must tread on carefully.<br><br>The sun began to set on his second day of riding, as dark clouds over took the skies. Cellious' horse, Elecsianna, sensed the coming storm and began to gallop hard. As he held onto her back, he began a small magical chant, protecting the horse, and giving her energy to gallop for him. It wasn't long until the first drop fell to the ground, followed by many many others. Riding nonstop for two days, he saw off in the distance a small settlement, maybe here he could find rest. As he neared he saw a sign almost invisible by the storm, Welcome to Everfall, he made out. He was taught many languages, but even still his human tongue, that he has learned, still isn't perfect.<br><br>Riding up to the gate keeper, he jumps from the horse and walks carefully over to the door way. Bending a little so he was able to look through. It was quite a shock for the gate keeper to see the glowing green eyes. But as Cellious spoke it calmed him. "Ashnu falla, human. I mean you no harm. I am a rider from far away, I require food and shelter for one night, then I will be on my way once more."<br><br>The gate keeper looks at him, then nods slowly, opening the door. Shock takes the gate keepers face once again, as Cellious walks through the door as he stands to his full height, of 9" 2'. Removing the hood, to thank the man properly, his ears bounced back into place, adding almost another full foot to his height. "I thank you gate keeper, may the Gods watch over you." He said, with a smile on his face. He would stay here until morning then he must travel to the larger forest, just down to the south, For there is the Moon Well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fiandora: Main thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Galanthor</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 00:20:39</strong>
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				If a knight of the white flame travelled they always rode on a horse, dashing forward like lightning. The hoofs hit the ground, so hard it seemed like a thunder. However. Galanthor was not a normal knight. The two legged lizard thing he rode wasn't exactly loud or impressing, and by all gods, it wasn't safe, though it was a tad faster and as Galanthor put it "awsome".<br><br>"Yay...faster Fred!"<br><br>The lizard Fred speeded over the stone bridge that was the only way into Aluminiere. The marble Hands, sign of the city faded away quickly, as Galanthor rode forward. At this speed there was no point in using his own senses. The vision was blurred, the wind whistled in his ear, combining with the scratching of Fred's claws and a slight growl from time to time.<br><br>When Galanthor arrived at the forest of Mythwood, he learned why noone travels on reptiles anymore. Fred suddenly changed course when he saw a rabbit. The hunt went through the whole forest, letting Galanthor hit his head on every branch, till one hit him so hard he feel of. "Well...I'll let fred cuddle the bunny..." Galanthor murmured before hearing a...melodie? Did he actually find Nymphs? That'd be awsome...<br><br>Galanthor followed the sound until he saw the surce. Galanthor was insanely fast when he lunched at the elf. A few steps, a jump and then...he glomped her.<br><br>"YOU'RE an elf! That is so awsome! I caught you! Does that mean i get your pot'o'gold?"
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				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 05:39:40</strong>
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				The trees spoke of the boy's arrival long before he got there, and had they not, his steps were loud and clumsy. Had he been viewed as a threat, he'd been taken cared of, long before he ever reached Anora. When the boy jumped, and grasped her naked body, Anora simply glanced over her shoulder, to inspect the boy. Anora was not use to humans, so she had a hard time guessing the boys age. Though it was safe to assume, it was a mere child she thought.<br><br>"Are you lost child?" She asked, putting a hand onto his, and removing them, off her body. "You should not be walking around, in the forest, at night."
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				Post by: <strong>Galanthor</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 15:17:18</strong>
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				"Child?" Galanthor pouted turning his back at her. "I know elves get much older but still it's not right to call me child because of it...i don't call you grandma or dinosaur either" Galanthor sighed and got up. Having a small bunny he picked up while pouting, he looked at her. The man went closer, there could be no doubt he was larger than the elven woman. He petted the bunny carefully.<br><br>"If your done insulting me, would you take care of him while i go on an epic quest to make this world a better place? He's my new bestest friend and I call him bloodfang."<br><br>Soon after this words Galanthor turned around going away way more elegant and silent then he normally was. The reason of that was not that he wanted to prove anything to her. Galanthor was not complex enough to do so...he simple was to sad to fool around anymore.<br><br>The other knights kept telling him he was inexperienced, naive and foolish, but noone ever called him a child because he did what he felt like.
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				Post by: <strong>Wyrd</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 01:55:06</strong>
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				Klaid awoke from his restless sleep with a sour taste in his mouth and aching joints from the awkward sleep from the night before. He exited his small tent and stretched his body with a sigh before taking a seat on a log next to his smoldering from last night. He took a small sip of cold soup left by the fire before pulling out his map and studying it for as minute before returning it to his pack. As Klaid began to stand from his seat on the log Liara poked her dragoness head out from the tent with a tired yawn and looked at Klaid. Liara was able to change her size at will, mostly stating the size of a large house cat or a normal dog, only turning full size when her and Klaid are in battle. "Good morning, Klaid." She said as she walkied out of the tent and flew up and perched herself along Klaid's shoulders. Klaid smiled as she sat along his shoulders. "Where does the wind take us today?" Liara asked as she nuzzled his chin a bit. <strong>"The evil siren of Mythwood calls to us." </strong> Klaid said as he finished packing up the last of their equipment. and set it on the saddle bags of his scared horse. Liara sprung from Klaid's shoulders and flew above his head. "I bet I'll beat you to the mouth of the forest!" Liara yelled as she sped off eats in the direction of Mythwood. <strong>"We'll see about that!"</strong> Klaid quikly mounted his warhorse and chased after Liara.<br><br>The sun was beginning to set by the time Klaid finally reached the mouth of the forest. Seeing that Liara had beaten him there was not a surprise to him, she was small but as fast as sound, and even faster at full size. What took you so long? I could have flown from Westfield to Everfall and back again in the time it took you to get here! &nbsp;Liara chuckle as she swooped down and landed on Klaid's shoulders. <strong>Always the modest one you are, Liara.</strong> Klaid said as he stopped his horse at the entrance to Mythwood. <strong>Come on, Li. Lets go kill us a siren.</strong> Klaid said before riding swiftly into the forest. <br><br>After a few hours of riding deep in to the forest Klaid stopped abruptly, causing Liara to almost fall.<br>"What is it, klaid?" She asked with concern. Klaid dimounted his horse and pulled out his sword. <strong>The legend says that the siren, Anora, is the protector of this forest. A tree hugger of sorts. So all we have to do is hurt that what she cares about most to get her to get her ass out of where ever shes hiding. Right?" </strong> Klaid said as he searched throw a small bag. "I... I'm not sure what you mean, Klaid." Klaid pulled out a small red stone from his bag after a few minutes of searching. Klaid ignored Liara as he walked up to a&nbsp; large tree, He then took the red stone and hit it against his silver sword and in a flash of light his blade turned to flame. <strong>"This is what I mean!"</strong> Klaid yelled as he&nbsp; hit the tree with his sword causing the tree to catch fire and spread to several other tree around. <strong>Now we wait...</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fiandora: Main thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 17:42:33</strong>
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				Anora was left simply starring at Galanthor. To think, of all the people to run across her, the first would be such a odd little individual. She held the bunny in her arms, cradling it like one would a child. She had to wonder, just why some adventurer, even as foolish as he was, would travel through a magical forest at night, only to hand over a bunny to a stranger.<br><br>It was then the trees whispered of anew arrival. A man on a horse, with a flying serpent with him. She did not pay to much heed to it though, as travelers were never rare in the forest. But what got her attention, was the high pitched scream of a tree in pain. The sound could never be audible the human ears, but it echoed threw Anora's, causing her to jump into auction. The clouds up in the sky rumbled, and roared, as rain gushed down to quickly drown the flames. Anora could not control the elements, anymore then anyone else could. But she could ask for their aid. She called on the water, to bring down rain, in such high amounts, it would be impossible to burn anymore wood, and she called on the wind, to speed her haste. Lightning stuck before Klaid, and then there stood a woman. Her long silver hair waved in the night air, and her entire body shun silver. <br><br>"Who dares to violate these forests!?" Her voice boomed like a rolling thunder. It was a magical image she'd sent before her. Even with the aid of the wind, the run to the attacker was long, but she could reflect her spirit to that place. "Turn back now, and you shall leave with your life!"
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				Post by: <strong>Wyrd</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 23:24:00</strong>
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				Klaid jumped back as he saw the lightning strike in front of him. He then quickly took out a blue stone from his pocket and hit it against his sword, making the blade jump to life with blue lightning and energy. He quickly gave Liara a nod and she flew into the air with amazing speed. <strong>"You don't scare me, Bitch! Now stop your tricks and prepare for judgment form your Gods!</strong> Klaid yelled with passion before throwing a small light green stone against a tree. The poison rune he had thrown caused the tree and plants and animals around it to turn gray and die as poison and strange foam burst from their bodies. <strong>"Fight me on fair grounds, Witch! Or death will came to what you kill for!</strong> Klaid waited for her response as he took a defensive stance with his lightning blade ready to strike.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 23:26:33</strong>
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				The snow and ice crunched under Elizabeth's boots as she walked the narrow path. The land around her was ice and snow, gleaming white from the reflection of the half clouded sun. If someone looked closely to where Elizabeth was headed they might see the small village of houses built small to keep warm, and painted white to blend in with their surroundings. Most outsiders though that this place was to cold and harsh to make any type of existence and that was just what they wanted them to believe. Here was&nbsp; an odd assortment of creatures&nbsp; humans elves and others that just didn't get along with the other world. So they tried to make a life for themselves in the snow and Ice. <br><br>Elizabeth walked up to the edge of their little village and looked back. The wind was picking up pushing lose bits of snow into diffrent patterns. Elizabeth turned her head and walked a bit faster. She had to hurry today, as her farther was going off to trade. They didn't trade very often just once or twice a year at most,and she had never gotten to accompany him before.&nbsp; She was excited to see the world beyond their little village.<br><br>She kept walking around the edge of the village until she had nearly circled it. She saw a man walking with a horse pulling a cart and ran up to him. Painting with being out of breath by the time that she had caught up.<br><br>" Whoa ...Izzy I thought that you weren't going to make it." The big man pulling the cart said. he was a least a good four or five inches over Elizabeth, and covered in deep furs which contrasted with the light dress that she was wearing. Cold never bothered her. he really wasn't her father, but had adopted her, after finding her alone in the snow.<br><br>Elizabeth faked a pout , and stomped beside the cart that was loaded down with furs, fish, and other like things.<br><br>" A storm is coming, I couldn't wait on you." He said in a rough deep voice.<br><br>Elizabeth stayed quite and pouted a bit longer. She knew the storm was coming, she could feel the difference in the air. She was good at sensing such things. Storms made her restless and she would usually pace up and down there small house until it was through. Elizabeth moved and jumped up on the end of the rolling cart. " well since you obviously don't need me....I think I'll just sit here till we get there..."She said in a mock dramatic flair.<br><br>The man eyed back at her and made a soft noise that could have been a snort. " Whatever you want princess." He muttered under his breath. He continued to lead the horse on the path. Soon Elizabeth was going past things that were unfamiliar to her and the snow and ice started to dissipate into rocks. She watched with wide eyed excitement. She might just stay in the cart the whole time, but this was still an adventure. <br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fiandora: Main thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Galanthor</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 11:27:46</strong>
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				Not good, not good at all... This elven girl would have surely been a great help in trying to make things right, but she was a meany, so...moment...how could Galanthor leave Bloodfang alone with that woman...the poor little bunny must have been insulted by her already... Then again...Galanthor only knew the bunny for a few seconds, maybe he liked being insulted...and this was his home.<br><br>All the screams and rage didn't came through to Galanthor, while he thought, it took more to rip him out of his thoughts.<br><br>"Oooooh! A squirrel."<br><br>The little Squirell hopped around trying to inform Galanthor of the battle while he watched it, delightful,<br><br>"Timmy fell in the well?" Galanthor asked putting the little fellow on his shoulder before taking out a small golden stick, just as big as his palm. "We gotta resque him! FOR TIMMY!" Now Galanthor ran in a random direction. The small stick turned into into a giant hammer which he for luck of the wood did not swing around.<br><br>Galanthor out of a coincidence only being able to explained with destiny reached the battle, just in time to see the effect of the poison rune. The Hammer shrunk. The green eyes glided over the death animals. Galanthor ignored the strange Warrior. "So much life wasted...what monster would kill such cute fluffy things?" Galanthors breath was steady he didn't even know who caused it, so he decided to watch, hoping bloodfang was ok.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fiandora: Main thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 12:29:32</strong>
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				Tears welled down Anora's cheeks. Trees were not people, in most senses. Even if one could speak to them, they had very little to say, other then their opinion on the weather. But regardless, she held every last tree in the forest, close to her heart. Seeing it wither away, through out her reflection, felt as though she'd just been stabbed through the heart. Clenching her fists, she relized she still held the white bunny in her arms. There were no time to put it down, as every last moment was another one, the stranger could cause more damage.<br>shielding the bunnies ears, she let out a bone shattering shriek, which echoed through out the forest. For a moment the entire forest quaked and shuddered. It was not much that could wake trees, and she preferred not to do so anyway. But she had little choice in the matter, her image, while strong, would most likely not hold up against such a opponent. <br><br>The ground quaked, and cracked before Klaid, as tree roots, rose from the ground. With speed unthinkable of anything of such scale, the trees charged towards their attacker, whipping their long, powerful tendrils against the attacker. She did not like to call the trees from their slumber, but at least now they stood a fighting chance. Few men or best could compete with a angered tree, and Klaid now faced many, indeed a entire forest of them.<br><br>The thick tendrils tried to coil around the mans limbs, seeking to disarm, and crush him, beneath their powerful roots.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fiandora: Main thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wyrd</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 02:57:37</strong>
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				Klaid jumped back as the earth under him began to crack and shake. He shuddered a bit as he herd Anora's scream in his head. <strong>"Damn You!!"</strong> Klaid yelled as he saw the that she had summoned the tree to awaken and charge swiftly to attack him. He was taken back a bit by the sight of attacking trees, but he quickly regained himself and lashed out with a barrage of his own with his lightning covered blade. He cut through the first wave of the attackers like a hot knife through butter, but he was soon to realize just how many trees were in this place. <strong>"Liara!"</strong> The small silver dragon came rushing down through the tree tops at the sound of Klaid's call for help. In a bright flash of blue light she transformed in to her full self, in this form she was now the size of a large elven horse and big enough for to passengers. Klaid quickly got his self on her back as she swooped down with such swiftness and grace. as she stared to lift back off the ground and into the air, Klaid through down a hand full of his poison runes, turning most of the life in the surrounding area into a dead foaming husk. <strong>"This is not Over!"</strong> He yelled as Liara flew faster, looking back in horror at what Klaid had done.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fiandora: Main thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>skyline339</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 20:36:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cellious woke with a start, an odd feeling rippled through him, like lighting through a body. The near by forest was under siege, but more importantly the well was in danger of being destroyed. The window in his room lay open, as he jumped through it perfectly flipping and landing on the ground. The moment he hit the ground, he whistled. The thundering of his horses hooves sound like angels had begun to dance across the sky. Swinging himself onto the horse as it approached him, he called his bow and quiver from the spirits as he rode to Myrthwood.<br><br>Already in the distance smoke could be seen, which enraged him even farther. Seeing a dragon, with a man riding it, he grabbed his bow and chanted before shooting at the dragon. The arrow shot forwards with a tail of gold and silver behind it, lighting up the surrounding area. But the arrows mark was true, piercing itself in the side of the larger dragon, with a note written in elvish. "The forests will not be toyed with, do not come back and harm another tree."<br><br>Riding to the foot of the forest, the trees seemed awake and blocking all entrances, but sensing who had arrived almost bowed and stepped aside for him. They knew who the guardian of the well would be ages ago.&nbsp; "Elecsianna, wait here. I must travel on foot now." He spoke to his horse and he slid from her side. Speaking in elvish he spoke to the trees, "Please protect her, she is one of my few friends. I must tend to the Well of the Moon." With that, he walked into the forest.<br><br>Every tree seemed to open a path for him, as he walked slowly through the forest, his green eyes glowed as he saw the faces of the ancient trees. Many tendrils and roots moved towards him in a form a defense but as they neared, they sensed who he was and rand their roots gently across him, giving him their blessing for being here. It wasn't that long after he started his walk, that he saw another in front of him. Quickly he moved to the persons side. It was a female elf, which surprised him a bit. Speaking in elvish, he looked at her with his glowing eyes. "What has happened here? who are you? Are you the guardian of the Well?" He was brimming with questions to ask, but thought differently as he pulled out a piece of silk and carefully dried the tears from her eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fiandora: Main thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Galanthor</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 23:30:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Galanthor nodded, he finally knew what to do, maybe because three partys were fighting now. Galanthor hit the ground with one hand causeing plattforms of stone to rise over the trees and taking the runes with them before they could land. That way the runes wouldn't do much more damage. Galanthor had never seen such foolish people. Why did they fight each other anyway? And even more important...why should everyon of them be right?<br><br>"STOP IT, ALL OF YOU!", he shouted. He raised a Hand and a sound high and loud enough to hurt the ears emerged. He kept it just short enough for the people to turn away from their doings. "You don't see what fighting brings to you?" Galanthor's fingers digged a small and slightly deep hole and placed a squirrel in it.<br><br>Sighing slightly Galanthor got up. "If you don't stop it, i'll have to step in." Galanthor's eyes turned into a silver glow. His Aura was so strong that normal people would have imagined him to have horns or wings, but as a matter of fact, it merely was the reason the knights of the white flame was never questioned...an aura that was much stronger than it should. Galanthor look at each of the fighters. "Why are you fighting anyway?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fiandora: Main thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 23:37:49</strong>
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				The trip from their snowy home to where the trader would meet them was a long one. It would take at least two days. For the most of the first one Elizabeth just watched in silence as ice melted away to rock, and then rock gave way to small plots of vegetation. She had never seen anything so green before and she studied the strange world curiously As the cart jolted and jarred her farther away from her home.<br><br>" Is something wrong princess...?" A rough voice jolted her from her thoughts. <br><br>She shook her head, white locks of hair falling into her pale blue face. " It's just diffrent then what I had imagined it... and it's starting to get hot." She complained. <br><br>The temperature was still a bit chilly for him though it certainly was getting warmer the further they traveled. He chuckled. " Maybe I should have left princess back in her ice kingdoom." <br><br>Elizabeth frowned at him. " I wasn't complain...just merely pointing out the differences." <br><br><br>" Right.." He muttered under his breath. He pulled the cart to a halt and looked over at his daughter. " were stopping her for as bit. Horse could&nbsp; use a break, and you look hungry."<br><br>Thinking of him stopping on her behalf she pouted again. The man sighed. " the horse needs a rest." He told her as he walked over to her and jumped up beside her on the cart. He dug around a bit in the&nbsp; belongs and pulled out a pouch with some dried meat in it. He handed her a few piece.<br><br>" you decided what you want yet?"<br><br>Elizabeth's face lighted up as the conversation went to shopping. " a few more dresses would be nice ...oh a nd another hast with a pretty flower or something in it. Anything that looks exotic would be nice..." She added nibbling on the meat. Her father had gotten rich on some venture he didn't like to talk about, and he used it to spoil her whenever they went to trade things.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fiandora: Main thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wyrd</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 01:55:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"AAAHAHHArrrah" Liara Roared as the arrow pierced her side. As she tried to keep flight she could not help but look down and try to find what hit her, as she did a loud voice distracted her and caused to crash in to a tall tree and fall hard to the ground. <strong>LIARA!!!</strong> Klaid yelled as They fell to the ground below. He jumped off her back and landed hard near a puddle of mud as Liara hit the ground with a thud. Klaid ignored The Elves and the boy and ran to the side his downed dragon. <strong>Liara! w.. what happened!? A... are you hurt badly? Tell me please!</strong> Klaid looked down and noticed the bloody arrow sticking out of her side. He put his hand gently around the shaft of the arrow and looked up at Liara before quickly pulling out. As the Bloody arrow was removed from Liara's body, the large dragon let out an earth shacking roar of pain and relief. Klaid gave Liara a kiss in near her chin and quickly turned his attention to the young boy yelling. <strong>"I'll Kill You!!!"</strong> Klaid yelled mistaking the boy for Liara's attacker. He swiftly pulled out his mystic sword and fired a powerful bolt of lighting at Galanthor. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fiandora: Main thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Galanthor</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 02:17:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Galanthor didn't put on any defence. In contrast he seemed to attract the lightning magical. The lightning hit Galanthor with his full power and Galanthor fell to the ground. It hurt badly. His skin was partially burned, but still he smilled or at least he did what he could manage with his wounds. He took out the golden handle and hit it in the ground. The stick grew longer thus raising him to his feet.<br><br>"Do so...if you don't think enough blood was shed", Galanthor said caughing, "but let me save her first..."<br><br>Galanthor hobbled closer to the dragon, using the stick to travel forward. Galanthor took a jar from a small bag he carried and started to put the balm inside on the dragons hide, before putting a glowing hand on it to enhance the effect from the healing balm.<br><br>"At least you will survive and if i will too we can eat cookies together with bloodfang and be bestest friends.", he whispered giving his best to use his leftover powers to heal the wound.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fiandora: Main thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 01:26:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anora sat on her knees on the ground, tears running down her cheek, for what had just happened. She petted the bunny, which sat by her side. Looking up at the strange elf, she instantly collected herself. "The well?" She asked, standing to her feet, as the bunny ran off into the forest. "I am the guardian of the forest." She spoke casually, not showing any of the pain, which still lingered in her heart. "But I know of no well." She said, shaking her head.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fiandora: Main thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wyrd</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 05:11:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Klaid was breathing heavily and&nbsp; growled deep as Galanthor hobbled his way to the wounded Liara with something in his hands. <strong>"If you so much as lay one finger on her I'll...</strong> Klaid bit back his words as he realized what Galanthor was doing was trying to help the downed dragon. Klaid ran over to Liara's side, allowing the rune in his sword to disappear and quickly inspected the newly healed wound. <strong>"L.. Liara? Are you okay?"</strong> The dragon leaned her head to his. "Not as bad as you look, Klaid. I think our friend deserves our thanks." Liara gave Klaid a small lick before he turned his attention to the young knight. <strong>"You... you saved her? Why?"</strong> Klaid asked, tired and confused.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fiandora: Main thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Galanthor</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 11:13:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Their were two paths...i could take or save lifes. If i took yours and....Liaras...was it?...fighting would have continued, people would have soken revenge and i would be stuck on that road. Saving a life on the other hand can make even a foe your friend. That's what a knight order believes. Fighting is the last option, sometimes even after death." Galanthor answered coughing.<br><br>His hand glided over Liara. In first line to check if the wound was healed perfectly, but in second because dragons were cute. "You chose the path of killing and you were good at it...look at all the little corpses and tell me your way was better", Galanthor whispered. DSmiling as broad as he could manage.<br><br>Galanthor turned around. looking at the other fighting Party. So he only had to take two more lightnings to stop this madness...great! He waved at them with both arms.<br><br>"Can we all be friends now? I got cookies!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fiandora: Main thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drift</strong> on <strong>03-10-2010, 06:40:07</strong>
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				[For Abandoneddolly]<br><br>Arnst's ship had broken down after his last departure, landing for an extended time in an open clearing.&nbsp; The whole structure had seared the ground in an unusual pattern, but he was used to the peculiarities of the finicky device.&nbsp; Unfortunately the cooler temperatures did not suit his tastes and he was not dressed for it.<br><br>With his magical airboat stuck on the ground he'd spent several hours fretting over it before deciding he needed some additional objects of power to get it aloft once more.&nbsp; The demon that sat in the ship's belly was too hungry to keep it going much longer.&nbsp; He was stuck trudging dust until he found something which meant he would have to deal with the locals.&nbsp; So far he hadn't met many locals who were excited to see him even when he was openly helpful but that had not yet damped down his spirits.<br><br>He secured his loose belongings in a chest on his ship with a magical lock but took with him a small bag of gems that they had generously offered him the last time he had offered his helpful services.&nbsp; They had kindly thrust the bag into his hands and then suggested he leave for farther shores.<br><br>He had spied a road while in flight and once on foot took to walking it thinking that there might be a settlement somewhere along there, or at least someplace where he could purchase some items of a magical nature, or even better, the services of a specialist.&nbsp; Any of his own people might have sufficed.<br><br>By the time he had stumbled onto Elizabeth's caravan he realized he'd erred in thinking he could make it quite so far on foot.&nbsp; He was not used to walking such long distances and while he'd had rations to nibble on from his ship, he was tired of that particular food.&nbsp; In fact, about now he could stand to eat a large roast chicken all on his own.<br><br>He must have looked quite outlandish in his attire from the sky cities of his people though he'd modified it a bit to be more like that of the peoples he had been meeting in his travels.&nbsp; That did not mean he'd done a good job of aping them.&nbsp; He wore deep crimson robes, cut and resewn to be more like a long pants suit.&nbsp; Over it he wore a violet dress jacket with a high collar.<br><br>His hair was a bit wild looking, though mostly because it was very straight and tended to stick straight out unless he put oils in it.<br><br>"Good day!"&nbsp; He called to the head of the caravan.&nbsp; "Good day to you all!&nbsp; Would you know the way to the next city?&nbsp; I'm looking to make some purchases."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fiandora: Main thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>05-10-2010, 02:20:29</strong>
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				The man looked at the stranger and then glanced back at Elizabeth who was eying him curiously.&nbsp; The nearest town was there own, and it was not some place you just sent people to. They didn't like strangers. There was a reason it was hidden in the frozen land, to keep strangers away. Not that if he had found the town they would have turned him away, they would just be weary of his presence, and no one would trade with him. <br><br>Sighing, He stepped out of the wagon, and put on a small smile. "&nbsp; There are no towns this way, you;ll have to go back, nothing but snow and ice if you keep going." He reached in his pocket and pulled out a crinkled worn looking map. " I'm going to meet some traders here.." He said pointing to&nbsp; the spot.&nbsp; " you can come if you like they might have what you need.I"m Raleigh ...and that over there is Elizabeth." He said pointing to the girl who was studying them from the cart.<br><br>With the introductions made Elizabeth took that as her cue, and moved closer up beside her dad. He was dressed strangely, and to Elizabeth that must mean he was on adventures.&nbsp; If she wasn't afraid her farther would get onto her she would have bombarded him with a hundred questions.&nbsp; As it was she just waved a small wave, and said. " Hi" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fiandora: Main thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drift</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 00:16:34</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=83324.msg3724673#msg3724673">Quote from: abandoneddolly on 05-10-2010, 02:20:29</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The man looked at the stranger and then glanced back at Elizabeth who was eying him curiously.&nbsp; The nearest town was there own, and it was not some place you just sent people to. They didn't like strangers. There was a reason it was hidden in the frozen land, to keep strangers away. Not that if he had found the town they would have turned him away, they would just be weary of his presence, and no one would trade with him. <br><br>Sighing, He stepped out of the wagon, and put on a small smile. "&nbsp; There are no towns this way, you;ll have to go back, nothing but snow and ice if you keep going." He reached in his pocket and pulled out a crinkled worn looking map. " I'm going to meet some traders here.." He said pointing to&nbsp; the spot.&nbsp; " you can come if you like they might have what you need.I"m Raleigh ...and that over there is Elizabeth." He said pointing to the girl who was studying them from the cart.<br><br>With the introductions made Elizabeth took that as her cue, and moved closer up beside her dad. He was dressed strangely, and to Elizabeth that must mean he was on adventures.&nbsp; If she wasn't afraid her farther would get onto her she would have bombarded him with a hundred questions.&nbsp; As it was she just waved a small wave, and said. " Hi"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"It is a supreme pleasure to meet you both!"&nbsp; Arnst declared, though he was far from pleased with the fact that he was going to have to go back the way he'd come.&nbsp; He was really not made for traveling on foot.&nbsp; He offered Elizabeth a subtle wink of acknowledgement.&nbsp; She was a pretty thing, but he knew better than to attract the old man's ire by showing overt interest.&nbsp; "I am Lord Arnst Wrackenmul, traveler, small-time hero and happy to be of any service to you both if you will offer me but the smallest bit of space in your wagon.&nbsp; You see my conveyance has broken down and I will need to find someone who will sell me some items of a magical nature since I am nearly all out of the less-useful things that is.&nbsp; Though, food and drink would probably suffice for now.&nbsp; What country do you herald from?"<br><br>He was still learning his way around the lowlands and his maps tended to be more useful when looking for the cities that floated above the clouds overhead.&nbsp; This particular section of the land was absent from his map.&nbsp; Only a true hero would brave his way into unknown lands seeking real adventure.<br><br>He waited for a response.&nbsp; If the man refused to let him travel with them, the young skyfarer was prepared to offer some of his wealth to the man.&nbsp; He was not above paying for convenience especially when his legs and feet ached this much.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fiandora: Main thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 05:16:11</strong>
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				" I suppose we have enough room in the wagon for you."&nbsp; Raleighsaid. He chose to ignore the question of where they were from since their village was supposed to be a secret. He looked at Elizabeth who hurriedly went back to the wagon and moved some things around to make more room. " The traders will probably have what you need, they seem to carry a little bit of everything, and if not . I'm sure one could point you in the direction that you needed to go ." <br><br>Elizabeth came back with a little pouch&nbsp; made of animal hide that had smoked dried meat in it, and a small canteen of water. Raleigh&nbsp; had only packed enough for him and his daughter, but he wasn't against sharing with those in need, and they could always stop to hunt if needed. She offered the items to the strange man. <br><br>" well we should get going."Raleigh said. " If we don't get there when were supposed to they wont wait for us." <br><br>He moved back to his horse and Elizabeth jumped back into the end of the wagon. She was glad that the man was coming along, maybe she could talk him into telling her a tale of his adventures. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fiandora: Main thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drift</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 20:52:17</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=83324.msg3752133#msg3752133">Quote from: abandoneddolly on 10-10-2010, 05:16:11</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">" I suppose we have enough room in the wagon for you."&nbsp; Raleighsaid. He chose to ignore the question of where they were from since their village was supposed to be a secret. He looked at Elizabeth who hurriedly went back to the wagon and moved some things around to make more room. " The traders will probably have what you need, they seem to carry a little bit of everything, and if not . I'm sure one could point you in the direction that you needed to go ." <br><br>Elizabeth came back with a little pouch&nbsp; made of animal hide that had smoked dried meat in it, and a small canteen of water. Raleigh&nbsp; had only packed enough for him and his daughter, but he wasn't against sharing with those in need, and they could always stop to hunt if needed. She offered the items to the strange man. <br><br>" well we should get going."Raleigh said. " If we don't get there when were supposed to they wont wait for us." <br><br>He moved back to his horse and Elizabeth jumped back into the end of the wagon. She was glad that the man was coming along, maybe she could talk him into telling her a tale of his adventures.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Arnst had been taught to be gracious by his parents both of whom were still living in their fine home in the skies.&nbsp; <br><br>"Thank you very much, most generous of both of you."&nbsp; He said cheerfully and accepted the offered meal only to gorge himself once they were no longer looking at him.&nbsp; He was very hungry and found even the plainest of foods he'd encountered in his travels to be quite good.&nbsp; It was not long before they were on their way again and he was finding himself lulled by the rhythm of the wagon's wheels rumbling over the road.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fiandora: Main thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>22-10-2010, 02:07:35</strong>
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				Elizabeth watched the stranger quietly as she rode on the wagon her blue eyes sizing him up. She waited until she didn't think she could any longer, then bombarded him with her questions. " where are you from...what are you doing all the way out here...did you go on an adventure?" She asked her words almost running together and her voice bursting with excitement. The outburst made her farther look back with a stern look that said don't annoy or guest, but she choice to ignore that for now. 
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