Mixing of Cultures (Sansa & Frelance)
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				Title: <strong>Mixing of Cultures (Sansa &amp; Frelance)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Frelance</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 20:12:47</strong>
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				The sun had set a few hours before as eight figures slid through the undergrowth of the jungle. They kept silent with just a few hissed orders as they approached the human camp. They had run into this tribe a few weeks and after members of the Ormr's tribe who left on their own turned up dead when they were found hours later. One of the younglings had followed their sibling as they left camp but the youngling came back petrified and shaken. When he finally spoke he admitted that he had snuck away but what angered the tribe was that he said he had seen his brother slaughtered by the humans that were moving through the area. It had not taken long before the tribe was gathered and it was decided that they would have their revenge against the humans.<br><br>Ormr although still young was just shy taking the responsibilities of an adult in the tribe. Now as they stopped just shy of the clearing the humans had set up camp in. Word spread quickly through the group when the body of the most recently killed member of the Tribe laying close to the humans camp. Ormr pulled back his hair tying it in the back with a piece plant fibers that had been died a dark crimson that contrasted with the bright blue of his hair. His hand went to the grip of the sword strapped across his back as he hissed to his father beside him. "What are you waiting for? We should take them now they will not know what is happening." Before his father could scold him for being impatient the order spread through the warriors and as soon as Ormr heard it he shot forward leaning far forward as he drew his sword. It's obsidian blade reflected the fire light catching the eye on one of the few humans on watch just before Ormr sliced upward with the blade pulled his body up and back adding the force of his movement behind his attack. The man was dead before he could scream, and had dropped to the ground as Ormr moved past him. It took only a few minutes before the ground was littered with the bodies of the humans. Slipping through the camp Ormr held his blade loosely in his grip as he took in the death and destruction he had participated in. He had been in hunting parties before but this had been the first time he killed another equal.<br><br>As he past by one of the tents he heard a small sound from inside. Pausing he listened again and when he heard something shifting inside he made his way to the front of the tent and slowly went inside ready to defend himself against anyone inside. What he saw made him freeze. He had heard a child who must have been hiding from his people. He reached behind him with both hands sliding the sword back into its sheath knowing he was going to catch hell for not cleaning it first but he didn't care at the moment. He cleared his throat as he leaned down as he reached over to her. "Hey, its alright your safe now." His people had trade with a few humans years ago but it had been decided to teach the new generation their language so they could trade easier if the opportunity presented itself. "I won't let anything happen to you."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mixing of Cultures (Sansa &amp; Frelance)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sansa</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 02:32:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i963.photobucket.com/albums/ae115/meganyoungtx/kkkkkkkkk_zpsd83b6bcc.png)</div>Skye was a beautiful young girl no more then sixteen years old. She was a child transitioning at being a woman. She wanted to be strong and taken seriously just as any adult yet she was still very much a child. Naive in many ways and still innocent as any other child. Her mother had passed away when she was very young, since then she had always migrated with her father and his friends. Some of the men were single, some of the men were here to test the waters before they brought their families, and the other men were in the same position as her father. Widowed. The women that were here were quite old so she only had some of the boys near her age to talk to. But Skye did not mind. She treated everyone the same and as though they were family and they had all been so kind to her and her father. <br><br>Upon moving here, she had heard about the snake like creatures that slithered in the trees but never had she seen one. Her protective father was certain to make sure she was safe from the unknown so she often stayed in her tent to sew clothing or shoes for her family. It was not until her family brought a slaughtered snake like man to back to their camp they she found out what they looked like. She gasped completely shocked but not at what the creature was- but at how horribly slaughtered the beautiful creature was. She could not bare to sit there and watch the blood drip from its scales so she returned to her tent.<br><br>It was then that she could later here the clashing of weapons and crying of men and women. Her father ordered her to stay inside and not leave under any circumstances. She knew at that point that her father would most likely not return... After a long hug, he left to defend their family. After what seemed like forever, all was silent. It was because of the silence, she knew they were not victorious. Shaking, Skye had her legs curled up to her chest and her head buried in her knees crying. She did not stop until a shadowed figure approached her tent. Skye backed away quickly towards the far corner of the tent as Ormr opened the curtains of the tent to spot the young woman. <br><br>Skye was surprised the beautiful yet scary creature answered her cries with kindness. "Wh.. Who are you? You aren't going to kill me like the others?" she asked hesitantly, unable to move from her spot in the corner. The girl was dressed in a simple dirtied skye blue short dress and tied up sandals, her hair down and her eyes simply set on the creature before her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mixing of Cultures (Sansa &amp; Frelance)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Frelance</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 22:18:07</strong>
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				Ormr was surprised by how beautiful the girl was. He didn't know what he was expecting maybe a child but the girl huddling in the corner of the tent was just shy of women hood. He started to smile but stopped and just nodded as he moved closer to her. "My name is Ormr." He glanced around the tent quickly just to make sure she was alone before he spoke again. "I will keep you safe." He reached out and put his hand on either arm and pulled her to her feet. "You didn't kill any of us so know. You will be safe with me." He let go of her once she was on her feet before he turned and slithered out of the tent. He moved a body out of the way as he left the tent. Looking around he saw the others collecting the bodies and a few using tools they had found to dig graves. A half an hour ago he would have thought it was a waist of time to do anything but leave them to rot but now after the fighting he felt like helping and he would have if it weren't for the girl in the tent.<br><br>He didn't know how he would protect her but he would do anything he had to as long as he kept his word. His father looked up after setting one of the bodies down near the graves. Straitening up he slipped through the camp. As he got close to Ormr he looked around wondering why his son had gone into one of the human tent. "Did you find something in there?" He knew his son was curious so he had not been surprised to see him slip into to the tent but when Ormr came out of the tent and didn't start helping he knew something was up.<br><br>"I didn't find something. I found someone." He moved to block the tent but thought better of it and let his father get a look at Skye. He looked between Ormr and the human girl before he spoke. "What are you doing? We can't let her go. She will just bring more who will be better prepared." Ormr glanced at Skye even though he didn't think she would be able to understand his native tongue but he was pretty sure she could understand that she was the one being talked about. Looking back at his father he pushed forward making sure he was between the two of them before he spoke. "I will not let her be killed. We killed everyone else more than they have killed of our own. I told her I would protect her and that is exactly what I am going to do." Ezran glared at his son for a few moments before looking back at the girl. "How are you going to protect her? If you bring her to another human tribe when they see you they will kill you just like the humans here did." Ormr glanced at Skye then at the other warriors in the raiding party. He had not thought about how he was going keep her safe apart from telling everyone that he would defend her if anyone tried to harm her. He slid away from Ezran and over to Skye dropping back into her language to speak to her. "I will only be able to keep you safe if you come back with me. I cannot take you to your own people and promise we will make it there safely."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mixing of Cultures (Sansa &amp; Frelance)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sansa</strong> on <strong>20-03-2014, 02:18:50</strong>
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				Skye let the slithering man help her to her feet but it was obvious she was fascinated by how terrifyingly beautiful he was. She returned her attention back to his eyes as she then followed him out nervously. A surprised breath of air escaped her parted lips as she saw the men- her family one by one being buried. Tears swelled the girls eyes as looked away sadly. <br><br>Skye could tell the two before her were speaking about her. She was not sure what she should do. Should she run away? Should she try to attack? No... She could not bring herself to do any thing but stand there frightened and in silent mourning for her family. It was not until Ormr spoke to her again that she looked up from the ground; noticing that many eyes were on her. "Taking me back to other humans is not of any importance when I am not with friends or family.. they are now dead. I will stay with you and your kind. Perhaps you will learn that not all people are the same." 
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