[Lone Wolf] (IC)
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				Title: <strong>[Lone Wolf] (IC) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>25-12-2006, 22:57:00</strong>
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				The attack had come just as sudden as it was over, and the large swarm of the Darklord's beast flew on due north leaving after them just a large ruin where the once so mighty Monastery once had stood. Only three people had survived the attack;<br><br>Alisha Corrizal, a magician from the far away country of Dessi, one Sommerlund knight called Sir Njall and one Kai Initiate. It didn't take them long to validate that it really was as they feared, no-one else that had been on the feast inside the Monastery had survived. The only reason the three of them had, was that they hadn't been inside the Monastery when the attack had come. They had come shortly after, early enough to see the onslaught and the carnage that was left by the flying beasts.<br><br>Roll listen.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>30-12-2006, 06:12:53</strong>
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				There was the sound of a spear clattering to the ground. Its owner stood there, eyes widened with shock, cheeks drained of all colour. Her name was Swift Cloud, and she was not having a good day. In fact, she was now living a nightmare which seemed to be against all reason.<br><br><em>The Kai Monastery was gone</em>. Obliterated, decimated, to a man. All that was left were smoking ruins and bloodied bodies. Slowly, her head turned this way and that, taking in the sight of friends, companions, mentors... all still, staring through sightless eyes. The coppery stench of blood and ichor suffused the air. Her tongue felt dry in her mouth, her heart having slowed to a crawl as she struggled to calm herself and come to terms with what she had just witnessed.<br><br><em>Why?</em>. She screamed silently. More importantly, <em>who</em>?
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>30-12-2006, 20:24:45</strong>
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				Njall, having grown acustomed to gore on the battlefield, was nevertheless horrified at this carnage. Teh Darklords had slaughtered the Kai before tehy even knew what was happening, like murderers in the night, leaving only ruin behind.<br><br>He reigned his horse carefully, swinging down even moreso, making sure his heavily armored body did not upset Sigurdr balance as he approached his sister, the only Kai here, a woman he had not seen snce she was a girl and still barely knew.<br><br>"Is there...anything to be done? Any ritual, any prayer, anything to lay this place to rest? If so, we should hurry. The Darklords may not be gone entirely."<br><br>(17 on the listen roll)
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>31-12-2006, 00:07:06</strong>
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				Alisha had seen many things in her life, not all of them pleasant, but nothing had compared to this disaster.&nbsp; She stared, open-mouthed, at the carnage, with a white-knuckled grip on her staff.&nbsp; If this could happen to the mighty Kai Monastery...who would be next?<br><br>"I could summon the earth spirits," she said softly, "but it seems a poor excuse for a proper burial."<br><br>(OOC: Perception check is an 11.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>01-01-2007, 16:43:01</strong>
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				It was a moment before she replied, but when she did, it was in a strangely, deadly calm voice. "Oh yes, they will be back. Why simply settle for outright slaughter when you can loot the dead as well?"<br><br>She took another look around, seeing faces she knew, contorted in expressions she never thought she would see. There was Bright Eagle, his fuzzy beard stained deep cloying crimson, eyes wide staring at the sky. And the face of one of the stablers, Moon Raven, expression oddly peaceful despite the fact that her head was lying on the ground with her body against a broken wall, impaled by a Giak spear. Strong Rock, slumped over a nearby stone with his entrails littering the ground, his own sword stuck in a Giak throat nearby. Silent Badger, Springing Hare, Summer Star, all pierced by numerous arrows. And Quick Otter, strong clever Quick Otter... a pile of Giak bodies near her, lying still on the ground, her lithe athletic body nearly severed in two.<br><br>"There will be no rest. No rest as long as one Kai stands." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>01-01-2007, 16:49:05</strong>
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				OOC: It is <em>totally</em> quiet all around. No animals can be heard, no birds, no nothing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>03-01-2007, 13:39:45</strong>
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				Bending, she removed Strong Rock's sword from the throat of the dead Giak. From the body of Quick Otter, she gently extricated a bloodied quiver of arrows. She took Moon Raven's slightly ragged embroidered money pouch from her decapitated body. She could hear no animals in the area, and this fact greatly disturbed her. The dark forces were not finished, she knew. They would be returning, and she intended to be ready. She had taken a spear with her to the woods where she felt most alive, but though she was passably competent with it, a well-built hunting knife was more her style. She would enjoy using Strong Rock's blade to slit a few Giak throats. Somehow it felt... fitting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>03-01-2007, 18:32:06</strong>
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				Though she didn't want to interrupt the Kai's mourning, Alisha was forced to break the silence as realization hit her.&nbsp; "It's too quiet," she said quietly, aware that they might be being watched at this moment.&nbsp; "By now, we should be able to hear <em>something</em>..."&nbsp; The birds, at least, should have returned by now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>04-01-2007, 10:48:48</strong>
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				In a few trees just outside the tree line of the forest surrounding the Monastery they suddenly saw them… crows… thousands of crows just sitting and watching everything that took place in the ruins in front of them. How long they had been there where everybody’s guess but it was no question about whom owed their loyalty.<br><br>OOC: Among the ruins you find the following:<br><br>3 swords<br>2 bows<br>4 quivers with 20 arrows each<br>5 meals<br>3 backbacks<br>blankets<br>leather armor<br>45 gold coins
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>04-01-2007, 13:05:02</strong>
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				Swift Cloud stared at the crows silently, and then stepped closer to the trees, her gaze fixed upon the birds. She felt the inner beast within her awake as the lessons she had learned in the Kai Monastery, indeed, the latent abilities she had displayed since young, came to the fore. Her lips parted, but from them came no words any human could understand; instead what was heard was a confusing series of soft mournful caws.<br><br>"<strong>What happened here? What did you see?</strong>"<br><br>((Kai Discipline of Animal Kinship, Tier V))
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>04-01-2007, 13:17:44</strong>
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				All crows turn their heads as she approaches them, their black eyes starting at her. The silence coming from all these birds are almost deafening as not one among them says anything.<br><br>“What happened here? What did you see?" Swift Cloud ask them in their own language, at first her question is met by the same silence as they showed her as she walked over to them but suddenly a voice can be heard.<br><br>“Little She-Filth things she can stand and order us to speak.” A voice suddenly says in Sommlend. The voice itself seems not to come from one of the birds but all of them at once.<br><br>“How come you survived our attack little She-Filth? Were you a to big cowered to stand by your kin and fled?<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>04-01-2007, 14:50:55</strong>
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				Shocked to the core, she stood there, their cruel taunts reverberating through her. It was a moment before she recovered her senses. "You are not of the natural world." She stated through gritted teeth, her eyes narrowing through the red-hot haze that was building up within her. Her knuckles whitened around her bow, and without even being conscious about it, she had already drawn and nocked an arrow. <br><br>"Foul spawn of darkness!" She called to the others as she took one step back, bracing herself to fire.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>04-01-2007, 14:58:29</strong>
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				The flock snickers… it is the best way to describe it.<br><br>“So She-Filth, you want to fight us. You think you are able to do that She-Filth?” A few hundred crows takes off in the air stating to circle around her.<br><br>“No, you better run… run and tell about us… tell what we have done here. Run and hide, in the end it won’t matter you will all be ours.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>07-01-2007, 20:50:10</strong>
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				Alisha glared up at the flock, planting her staff in the ground before her.&nbsp; "Be silent, monsters," she snapped up at them, before bowing her head and grasping the staff.&nbsp; She willed the spirits of air to answer her call, and deal with the darkspawn.<br><br>(4 Willpower for Elementalism.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>08-01-2007, 12:33:09</strong>
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				Swift Cloud felt the cold chill of fear creep into the hot core of her rage. Nyxator would be with her, but where was he when the Kaiwere slaughtered?<br><br>No! She yelled mentally. There was no more room for doubt. Her kin were dead, and she would at least acquit herself well before joining them. Instinct guided her hand; she let loose one shot into the flock of crows before dropping her bow and darting backwards, reaching for her spear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>08-01-2007, 15:54:44</strong>
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				Slowly the wind around Alisha started to blow and as soon as the air spirit materialized it charged against the flock of birds sending them flying in a black cloud of birds. Swift Cloud's arrow stuck on of them and it fell to the ground and three others took its place. They flew around them almost as they taunted them the spirit striking at the flock as good as it could before the whole flock just lifted higher up and flew away heading west.<br>On the ground laid several dozens of crows, most of them just injured to week to follow the others and some dead by the spirit or Swift Cloud's spear.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>08-01-2007, 22:15:29</strong>
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				Njall's horse skittered back and forth, wary as it felt and half heard what was going on that was beyond it's master's ken. Njall himself loosened his broadsword in it's sheath, looking around, keeping an eye out for anything he could do something about. All of this...these....birds were nothing he was really ready to face. If he were to be of use here, he would need afoe his sowrd and lance could pierce.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>10-01-2007, 08:09:04</strong>
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				"They're still hunting. They will be back." Swift Cloud spoke again, in a voice that did not seem to be her own. She bent to retrieve her bow, then straightened to look at the other two. "The knights... we must inform the knights. All who will listen. The Kai are gone. And unless they do something, they are next."<br><br><em>The Kai are gone</em>, her soul echoed. <em>All gone, but me</em>. Swift Cloud felt hoplessly inadequate at the magnitude of this realisation. She had tried her best all these years, but there were times when, even with the patient tutelege and kind encouragement from Winter Fox, that learning the ways of the Kai seemed to be going at a snail's pace. With him gone, she had naturally relied on other tutors. Now they were gone as well... all gone. How could she, a mere initiate, fill those shoes?
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>12-01-2007, 08:25:06</strong>
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				Njall rode forward his face looking grim and with a clear determination in his face.<br><br>"I agree, the knights are the key now... they have to know that the Kai aren't there to help them any longer." His eyes fell on Swift Cloud.<br><br>"As a Kai Lord we need your wisdom so... what do you want us to do?" <br><br>Alisha's eyes rose when she heard that, she had heard of the Kai Lords of course. Everyone had, but to see this large soldier with all his armor and weapons just bow to the... girl was... fascinating.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>15-01-2007, 12:19:39</strong>
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				Swift Cloud was silent for a long moment. Finally, she took a deep breath and replied. "Whatever you wish."<br><br>"You have your responsibilities to your respective orders. You can do nothing for the Kai now, and I have not the right nor authority to ask anything." She paused once again to allow her message to sink in. Communicating with animals was sometimes so much simpler. With people, there were more complicated rules of behaviour.&nbsp; Though this man here was her brother in blood, she felt as though she were speaking with a total stranger.<br><br>"But..." She emphasised. "... I would be grateful if you would accompany me to help spread the news to those who need to know."
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>15-01-2007, 15:09:43</strong>
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				Njall looked down at her with more kindness than he ever had during their youth. "Need you even ask, sister?" he said quietly, before resuming a more formal tone as his position warrented, "Once the Order is alerted, I am free to continue in my errantry, and it is certainly of vital importance that word of this is spread."
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>16-01-2007, 08:54:04</strong>
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				Alisha stepped closer to them still in awe of the large knight.<br><br>"I think I should alert the guild in Toran, if they don't know already that is..." She gave the others a small smile. <br><br>"What destination becomes your path then? Holmgard?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>18-01-2007, 09:06:15</strong>
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				"It would appear so. Till our paths cross once more, may Ishir be with you."<br><br>Swift Cloud felt the urgency cloud her voice even through these formalities. Something - anything - had to be done. She could no longer stay here and chat.<br><br>"Let us be off." She bade her brother.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>19-01-2007, 01:29:21</strong>
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				Njall salutes the woman before answering her. "Yes, Holmgard seems the most logical choice. Good travel too you."<br><br>He looks down at his sister as the other departs. "Will you ride with me, or can you keep up on foot? I admit to little knowledge of the abilities of the Kai."
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>19-01-2007, 04:41:47</strong>
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				"One moment."<br><br>Swift Cloud walked over to the front of the stallion. Taking its head gently in her hands, she stared deep into brown equine eyes. Her lips parted, and a soft neigh issued deep from her throat. The horse seemed to respond, and nudged her with its nose. Finally, Swift Cloud looked up.<br><br>"Your horse can bear our weight. But no more than a day of hard riding."
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>19-01-2007, 12:16:20</strong>
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				As you saw Alisha walked away, walking quickly north Swift Cloud and Njall moved fast going east. It was rather easy to ride but soon as the risk of being spotted from a distance you fell in by the trees starting to go in a more south east direction.<br><br>OOC: Roll perception you two.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>19-01-2007, 19:10:19</strong>
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				Njall guides Sigurdr carefully, though he needs to do little. The horse knows it's own abilities quite well, and follows the path with only the occassional gentle nudge from him as he watches around, trying to keep an eye out for any of the Darklord's servant creatures.<br><br>(15 on Perception, if I can get your user ID I can end them directly)
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>20-01-2007, 05:40:57</strong>
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				((Just click on the "send me a roll" link under his avatar))
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>20-01-2007, 20:05:02</strong>
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				As you rode on Njall could suddenly swear he could hear someone running strait towards them...
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>20-01-2007, 20:29:42</strong>
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				"Something approaches," he calls back to Swift Cloud, loosing his broadsword from it's sheath. He can't effectively use the lance with a rider, but he blesses his Knight's training that allows him to swing the massive blade one handed. "It comes at us, though I can not see it,"<br><br>Sigurdr tenses as well, reading his master's concern and preparing itself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>21-01-2007, 17:15:39</strong>
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				Narrowing her eyes, Swift Cloud gazed in all directions available to her. Something within her screamed out that there were things amiss, but she could not put her finger on it. Still, she could lay her hands on her bow and she did so without hesitation. An arrow was knocked into the bowstring almost without a second thought, even as she balanced herself upon the warhorse behind her brother. Winter Fox's tutelege had paid off handsomely. She could almost hear his gravelly voice in her ears now.<br><br><em>"You are not simply on the saddle. You are one with your mount. You are a single creature. You will act as one. The bow in your hand, by the same token, is not merely a tool. It is part of you. It is an extensinon of your will and you will exercise it accordingly Does the bird think before it takes flight? Does the fish think as it passes water through its gills? No, and so you shall not pause to consider the act of drawing your bow. It should be natural. As natural as breathing..."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>23-01-2007, 14:33:54</strong>
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				The times seems to stand still as both of them stands there, ready to be charged by whoever it is. Then suddenly Swift Cloud glimpses a tunic through the trees and mare moments later a man rushes out just in front of them. <br><br>OOC: Description will follow by the man himself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swedish Steel</strong> on <strong>24-01-2007, 00:43:16</strong>
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				The man keeps looking over his shoulders as he comes rushing out from the woods and it takes awhile for him to notice the party, he almost collides with them. When he finally notice them he grasps for the sword hanging at his side with a harried look in his eyes. He glances over them and seems noticably calmed by their appearance and lets go of his sword.<br>The man is somewhat taller than the average man and would probably be considered handsome by most people. His face is framed by a neatly trimed beard and iceblue, expressive eyes look at the party through a few loose strands of raven dark hair that has escaped his otherwise flawless hairdo. The robe he wears identify him as a mage from the Mage's Guild in Toran, a Brother of the Crystal Star. The robe is crimson red with arcane symbols woven in with golden threads, he has clearly not spared any expenses when it came to making it look impressive, and it still does even now when a few cuts seems to have appeared in it during his mad dash through the forrest.<br>"By the stars, you startled me!" he says, clearly out of breath.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>25-01-2007, 03:52:04</strong>
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				Najll lowers his blade, driving it swiftly back into its sheath as he pulls the reins back gently, drawing Sigurdr back before the warhorse tramples the wizard.<br><br>"And you us. You should go no further towards the Kai monestary. The Darklords have...there seem to be no survivors save those not present when the attack came."
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>26-01-2007, 09:54:38</strong>
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				Swift Cloud's grip on her bow did not relax an inch. Her eyes narrowed as she hissed. "As you startled us. In these times, it can be a very bad idea."<br><br>"You are running away from something." She stated, and it was quite clear that it was not a question. She lowered her bow, string still taut, awaiting his reply.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swedish Steel</strong> on <strong>27-01-2007, 12:55:48</strong>
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				The man bowed his head in sorrow. "Then it has all been for naught. I was sent here to deliver a warning, it seems my arrival was less than timely." His eyes narrowed as he looked up, his gaze seeming to focus on Swift Cloud. "Am I to asume that at least one Kai Lord survived the masacre?" He looks back into the woods from whence he came as he awaited their reply.
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				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>27-01-2007, 19:05:15</strong>
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				She nodded tersely. "I am Swift Cloud. The rest were slaughtered... to a man. Forgive me my manners, but we are on an errand of utmost urgency. The rest of the Sommelund needs to be warned. Now..."<br><br>"Who, or what, pursues you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swedish Steel</strong> on <strong>27-01-2007, 19:13:14</strong>
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				The man gave her a quick and short bow. "Excuse me, the chase seem to have made me forget my manners for a second there. I am Athawain, Brother of the Crystal Star. One of the Dark Lords flying monstrositys flew over me&nbsp; while I were crossing open ground not ten minutes ago, and I think I might have been spotted. I can not swear on this, but I think it might have landed and put it's passangers on the ground. I thought it safest to assume I were being followed."
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				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>31-01-2007, 10:20:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The young woman came to a decision as swiftly as her name. "Very well. Come with us, it will be safer this way. You cannot be going back to Toran on your own. It is better for all of us." As she spoke, her ears twitched, as though listening for telltale sounds of an ambush, as a cat might.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swedish Steel</strong> on <strong>31-01-2007, 10:28:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Athawain gave her a brief smile, and nodded. "Agreed, though I fear I am between horses, as it were. I rode mine to hard trying to get here in time. It tripped and hurt it's leg, it could carry me no longer so I had to leave it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>31-01-2007, 13:31:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Swift Cloud's eyes widened. "<em>What?</em>" She hissed. "You left your steed wounded and bleeding to death, to the mercy of those that pursued you?" Her nostrils flared and her teeth were bared, and there was something about her that reminded one strongly of a cat with its hackles up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swedish Steel</strong> on <strong>31-01-2007, 13:38:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What? No, I did no such thing. The horse took a wrong step and hurted itself, it was limping, not bleeding. It couldn't carry my weight anymore, so I set it free. Without me on it's back it seemed to be doing just fine." The wizard appeared to be slightly annoyed about having to explain himself, but he kept his temper in check well enough, though when he spoke next he seemed a bit sarcastic. "Do you wish to debate this further, or shall we perhaps get going? I seem to recall me saying something about being followed?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>31-01-2007, 22:04:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Njall, who had been watching around them in case of attack, simply noded curtly.<br><br>"Obviously, I cannot ride you as well as Swift Cloud," he says, as he swings his leg over Sigurdr's side, taking to the ground as well, "While this will sacrifice speed, it would not do to seperate, so it seems the best option for now. Sigurdr will pace us."<br><br>He straps his heavy lance to the socket on the saddle, leaving it there rather than back straping it before turning to once more face the newcomer.<br><br>"I am Njall, of the Knights of Sommerlund. Look sharply, as clearly the Dark Lords are looking for survivors...or whomever else they can find."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Ruins...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>01-02-2007, 17:51:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Swift Cloud took a deep breath and clamed herself with visible effort. The man was right; he had done the best he could under pressing circumstances. Swift Cloud knew she could have done more, but then, this man was not of the Kai and as such, she had to make certain allowances. Dipping her head to him curtly, she heeded her brother and turned back to the route they were taking. <br><br>"I will be up ahead, but not too far away." She said. Looking deep into the warhorse's eyes, she whispered. "<em>If you sense anything, stop. Do not move until I return</em>."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>(IC) Flight</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>02-02-2007, 06:19:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				They moved quickly, keeping an eye out for anything that could bring down danger on them. Soon they had left the ruins far behind and was pushing through a forest heading rather strait towards southeast. Now and they they where forced to stop to listen to be sure that the sounds they heard wasn't a danger to them. More then once they thought they saw flying beasts in the sky just to discover that it was just their imagination that played with them.<br><br>Roll perception.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Flight</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>15-02-2007, 10:01:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With the help of Swift Cloud and her sharp senses and knowledge of the area you easily avoid the creatures looking for you. You press quickly through the thick forest and soon you have left the ruins far behind not until the sun is beginning to set you slow down and by then you haven't noticed any of the Darklord's creatures for several hours.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Flight</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swedish Steel</strong> on <strong>16-02-2007, 10:09:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So, how was it that you two survived the attack?" Athawain asked finally. There were alot of tension in the air, and this subject probably wouldn't help, but he wanted to know.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (IC) Flight</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>17-02-2007, 04:16:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Luck more than anything," Njall says bitterly, not taking his eyes off the path, keeping watch on the horizon, "we were not at the monestary when the Darklords attacked. I can only hope we will not be too late to save anyone else."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Lone Wolf] (IC) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>12-03-2007, 17:43:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They will regret leaving one alive."<br><br>These words, delivered with a mixture of utter conviction and icy ruthlessness, were as human as Swift Cloud was capable of sounding at the moment. Her rage, her grief, she had pent it all up into a small place within her heart, where it stewed with murderous heat. All that was left on the exterior were a cold distant air and a focused gaze.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Lone Wolf] (IC) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swedish Steel</strong> on <strong>12-03-2007, 17:48:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Athawain nodded with a grim expression on his face. He could understand the young woman's pain, he knew how he'd feel if the Brotherhood had been wiped out. And as reluctant as he was to admit it, even to himself, the Kailords being masacred was even worse news than if the Brootherhood had been destroyed.<br>He admired the girls resolve, but wondered if it would last or if the horror of the situation would be to much for her in the end. He promised himself he would do what he could to support the last of the Kai Lords, for as long she had need of him. If this was a promise he would be able to keep remained to be seen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Lone Wolf] (IC) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>13-03-2007, 01:21:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Indeed, they shall pay bitterly when the Lords of Sommerlund learn of this attack," Njall says bitterly. He can feel his sister's unnatural calm radiating from her, as though it was a physical thing. And yet, he does not know the girl, and he can not think of how to open her wounds in the manner of a healer, to allow them to bleed free, rather than like a butcher.<br><br>Maybe, in time, she would desire something like that. Hopefully they would be banded together in war by then. Njall had always had the trust of his commrades in arms, and he hoped that would be enough when the time came.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Lone Wolf] (IC) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>13-03-2007, 06:35:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Swift Cloud said nothing to that. Her eyes roamed the landscape constantly, taking in everything with the air of a surveying eagle. Her stride was brisk, almost angry, yet light at the same time. Yet on more than one occasion she paused to sidestep a scurrying insect or pick up a crawling snail and toss it to the side away from less careful feet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Lone Wolf] (IC) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>13-03-2007, 09:33:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As you continued a bit further and the sun starts to set lower and lower Swift Cloud's trained senses picked up a river to your right. The forest was still thick and provided with a good cover but in the same time, you aren’t able to see very far through it either.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Lone Wolf] (IC) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>13-03-2007, 09:52:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Swift Cloud didn't feel the need to rest. Rage fulled her, drove her limbs on, kept her senses sharp and clear. It was honed to a fine point, a point she intended to drive into the heart of the enemy, twist, and savour his death screams.<br><br>However, the horse appealed to her compassion. It was a fine strong beast, but it needed to feed and drink. Her brother had not complained, though perhaps he too, felt the strain of their march. She could not tell. The wizard had not complained either, which reflected well of him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Lone Wolf] (IC) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>14-03-2007, 16:30:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the day fades away into night, Njall begins to look for a place to camp.<br><br>"We will need to stop soon. Sigurdr will need water and provisioning, and the Dark Lord's minions have the advantage over us at night. Swift Cloud, I know the Kai, and you in particular, are far more skilled in woodcraft and such than I. Is there somewhere near that is defensible, with a ready supply of water?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Lone Wolf] (IC) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>14-03-2007, 18:56:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll find it." She replied without hesitation, having already come to a similar conclusion. Of this much, at least, she was confident. Never had Swift Cloud any trouble surviving in the wild.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Lone Wolf] (IC) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>15-03-2007, 21:17:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Swift Cloud immediately sensed the river and they moved towards it slowly and just as they broke through the forest, coming up to the bank of it they saw something on the other side; a small group of giaks and humans was walking following the river going straight towards east. They weren't more than a hundred paces away and would have missed them entirely if it wasn't because of the torches the humans were carrying. <br>Then you saw the next thing; a few hundred paces further down the river you could see a wooden bridge, one of the few that let people come across the river... if you didn't try to swim it of course.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Lone Wolf] (IC) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swedish Steel</strong> on <strong>15-03-2007, 22:06:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What devilry is this?" Athawain hissed. "Are the human's captured? Or are they Drakkarim?" He didn't say the third option out loud: they might be traitors, seduced by the Dark Lord's promises of power. He didn't want to believe it, but it was a possebility.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Lone Wolf] (IC) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>15-03-2007, 22:19:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If they were captives, they would be bound, or injured, probably both. Are they?" Swift Cloud narrowed her eyes. Her hands were empty, but she had been trained; almost at will, her bow would be in hand with an arrow nocked, should she find it necessary.<br><br>"Perhaps they are Szalls."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Lone Wolf] (IC) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mindhazingsquid</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 04:03:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the group watched there was a stir in the bushes beside near the bridge and a javelin sailed through the air at the nearest human.&nbsp; As the javelin quivers in the man's shoulder a shout comes from the bridge.&nbsp; A dark skinned woman, wearing what looks a lot like desert gear and not armour like one might expect someone about to face ten enemies on her own might wear, bursts from the bushes from where the javelin came.&nbsp; She steps onto the bridge and roars a challenge to her enemies again.&nbsp; She carries a rapier in her left hand and is aiming a strange bracer at the first one to come to the bridge.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Lone Wolf] (IC) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 05:03:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Njall draws his broadsword and readies his shield, preparing to block any attack against his sister and their ally.<br><br>"Target the Giaks, they are the only known evil here. If that causes the humans to go after us as well, I would call our question answered. I will defend you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Lone Wolf] (IC) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>delle</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 09:32:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, don't worry about us." Swift Cloud replied. Her voice was eerily calm, and there was a smile on her lips. On closer examination, it was less a smile than an unsettling expression of a serpent about to strike.<br><br>Her bow was in her hand, and she had already nocked an arrow, ready to fire. In her mind's eye, she focused, and two targets, close to each other, swam into view till only the two of them were distinct from the rest of her vision.<br><br>Her bowstring sang. One after another, arrows soared through the air over the river, heading speedily towards their targets...<br><br>((One Giak for each arrow))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Lone Wolf] (IC) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swedish Steel</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 09:40:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Athawain sighed as his hands started glowing in an eerie blue light. He had rather hoped they would be able to lay low and let the enemies pass, but he guessed this wasn't to bad. They had the river between them, as long as they didn't start shooting things at him he'd be alright.<br>With a grim look on his face he started throwing lightning bolts the giaks' way.<br>At the last second, with a severe look of disappointment, he realised there were no way his bolts would get that far. With a&nbsp; sigh he started sneaking closer to the bridge and the lone warrior.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Lone Wolf] (IC) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mindhazingsquid</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 14:28:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Zana fires a bolt from her shiel'fa.&nbsp; As it buries itself in one of the monsters she switches hands with her rapier, readying to take the whole lot of them on, seeming oblivious to the party and the fact she's out numbered.&nbsp; She does have a tactical adrvantage however.&nbsp; The bridge is only wide enough for so many to take her at once and a flank would be very hard indeed.
			</dd>
		</dl>
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