Chapter Two: Resurection

[KeelinElf]

Keelin glanced down at the blood staining her feet for a moment. Damn. Doesn't look like I'm going to get m' clothes back. She heard Atrii's query and scanned the edges of the room for the elven mage. Sahe didn't see him and shook her head.

There isn't enough time to do everything and too much time to do nothing.

[Gararion]

Gararion had made his way through the tunnels.  He had used his memory of the tunnel, for his mind wasn't set on finding Keelin and killing Damien like many of his other companions.

When he came to certain areas that had been blocked of by what seemed solid walls Gararion only spoke a few elven words which made the solid walls disperce momentarly allowing himself passage through them, returning to their normal state after he had passed them, solid brick walls.  He continued this action till he made his way back to the streets of Strata.  Knowing that their heads would still be wanted by the people who ran this city Gararion once again spoke a few words and walked within the open streets where citizens walked.  Few citizens made eye contact with Gararion for he had looked like a wealthy citizen, one he had seen within the tavern he had been in before, before his compainion entered and were asked to leave.  This made his travels within the streets uneventual.  He wondered how long it would be till his compainions would return from the sewers and cause havok once again.

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[Atrii Redwood]

Atrii stood beside Keelin scanning the area. Gararion was gone, that was obvious, but why had he left. "He has most likely gone back to the surface." Atrii began. "We may as well get going ourselves."

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[Shaint]

Shaint nodded slightly and walked gently over to Radaroc with the Lady he glanced his head up at Radaroc and then to the woman next to him she introduced her to radroc with a slight nod in his Direction "Radaroc, the not so small companion of mine....although he is quite nice, just a friendly giant" he then smiled at Radaroc and walked to Keelin and Atrii

His real concern at the moment... He shot a look to Atrii "This is Atrii, the ranger...I can't say much about him accept he keeps to himself unless talking to Keelin"...

Shaint made it a sarcastic sounding remark but..he was sort of serious twords Atrii about it, turning to Keelin and introducing her... "and this is Keelin, the only lady we have in the group however she can't talk so she could be a little hard to communicate with at first"...kindly turning back to Atrii for a moment Shaint gave him something other to do than talk to the girl Shaint had feelings for..."atrii, please help this miss" he said not even letting him decide he handed her over to Atrii and turned to Keelin,

Shaint smiled at Keelin he was still bruised all over...He spoke in elven to make sure no one understood however Keelin would...""Vanimle sila tiri"((your beauty shines bright)) Shaint smiled a little before walking over next to the throne where the brownies where standing.....he glanced down at them "I need my ladies clothes, so don't huff and puff or i'll just eat you, trust me i've at worse things then that"

Shaint picked up keelins clothes wich where folded and walked back to Keelin handing them over "these would look much better" He said as multiple little arrows struck him in the arm and back "GAh! Shaint emitted but not to loudly....it wasn't of pain it was more from being suprised....

Shaint looked over to the brownies in the chair and He grave them a glare before his sword burst into a light blue aura and made them cover there little eyes briefly, Shaint scratched them off his back and pulled them form his arm and sheething his sword.

"Come, Friends....now we leave"  

I may have lost my feelings, but your going to lose more than that when I come after you

[Radaroc]

Radaroc nodded to the lady with the hurt ankle as he was introduced.  "Mam, its a pleasure." he greeted her.  Minutes later he heard Shaint threaten the brownies. Gods be praised he'll get us all killed!  The brownies released their arrows.  

Leetah: Her faced turned brillliant scarlet, "KILLLL THEMMM!!!!!  KILLL THEMMM ALLLLL!!!!"

Radaroc: "RUN!"  Small arrows from hundreds of holes streaked out at the companions.  He dashed toward Adara, Keelin, and Atrii.  "Time to leave!" an arrow stabbed deep into his back.  "ARRRGGGHHHHH" he jacknifed in pain as the poisen entered his blood stream. He scooped up Adara,  "Sorry 'bout  this but we really must be going.  Atrii if Keelin can't run in that dress," he then glanced at her, "or whats left of it, carry her!  And lets get going before those ticked of brownies kill us."  
He ran to the doorway, glanced over his shoulder and yelled, "Shaint cover us and keep them from following us."

In the begining I was weak.  Now I have purpose.  Stay me from my path and the Gods themselves cannot save you.

[KeelinElf]

"KILLLL THEMMM!!!!! KILLL THEMMM ALLLLL!!!!"

Temper, temper, lady. We're goin'!
Keelin took her clothes from Shaint and followed the others out the door. Gods, can't make up their mind: let them live, kill them off, let them live...bah.

There isn't enough time to do everything and too much time to do nothing.

[Shaint]

"GAH!" Shaint followed the plan as he mumbled to himself and drew his sword arrows shot through his clothing and into his skin wich he found quite annoying and painfull Shaint frowned at picked up a limp body of a guard throwing it at the throne and sending it hauling backwards the brownies with it,

"DAMN THIS FIGHTING!" Shaint said as he grabbed a shield from one of the bodies and another from a different body blcoking both sides that where attacking Shaint ran twords the fallen throne where Leetah and the little brownies where he looked down at them, grabbed Leetah by her small head and scowled at the life mage.

"I hate, damned mage's hiding behind there powers" Shaint lifted a leg in the air and slammed it down on the brownie crushing could be heard aswell as blood seeping form under Shaint's heavy boot.

Shaint felt a painful prick in his finger and looked to Leetah she had stabbed him with a brownie shortsword "gah, in coo'rs name that hurt!" Shaint shouted and took off running dropping one shield and  he noticed Keelin was still un-attended two, he dropped the other shield and threw and arm around keeling lifting her off the ground and over his shoulder.

running out the whole party came to a stone wall....it had allmost looked like something had caved in....Shaint glanced up at Radaroc and nodded "Radaroc? be my guest giant friend"

I may have lost my feelings, but your going to lose more than that when I come after you

[Atrii Redwood]

They had come to a dead end now, a giant stone wall stood in there way. It appeared to have caved in, Atrii turned to face the constant barrage of arrows from the rat brownies.

The ranger strung up three arrows, pulling back his string he released them, sending three projectiles towards the attacking brownies. Muffled cries heard, swallowed by all the yelling of the brownies and the members of the party.

Atrii strung three more arrows and let them fly, killing another brownie or two in the process. "Find a way out soon." Atrii urged them. Reaching back into his quiver, nothing... arrows were gone. "I'm out of arrows, damnit."

Another arrow came zipping through the air planting itself in the rangers shoulder. "Ah!" He cried before pulling the arrow from his shoulder and stringing it on his own bow. He released the arrow back from where it came killing another brownie.

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[Radaroc]

The stone, hard, unyeilding, eternal, smashable.  "Hold her." he told Atrii handing him Adara.  Taking two steps back he charged with his shoulder down.  CRUUUSHHHHH....thud  Radaroc broke through the piled stone, tripped and fell.  "I'm fine." he said, his eyes crossed.  He shook his great head, "Thanks Atrii.  Sorry 'bout all this handing back and forth...umm...healer, but we're in a bit of a rush."   THOCK  a small arrow stuck itself in a wooden support.  "Onward!" he cried and took off down the hall.

In the begining I was weak.  Now I have purpose.  Stay me from my path and the Gods themselves cannot save you.

[Shaint]

Shaint ran down the hall after his party, allmost forgetting he was carrying Keelin over his shoulder he aproached a half fallen wood beam Keelin's head headed strait for the jagged edge Shaint glanced up and spun,

"'eh sorry Keelin!" Shaint shouted as her head barely missed it he kept on running down the tunnel and saw what looked like another wall Shaint looked hin his left hand he was holding the screaming Leelah up his large hand((for an elf)) engulfing her body so she couldent do antyhing but scream "You c'oor spawned brownies" Shaint said wiht a glare,

Before shoving her in his pocket Shaint unsheathed his sword and sat keelin down it burst into a light blue aura and Shaint eyed it up "Ok, I used to be able to do this lets do it again!" Shaint ran directly at the wall and jumped in the air throwing his sword over-head he spun sidewayd and then once more his front facing the wall Shaint jammed his sword into a crack in the wall the hallways filled with a burst of air as the wall exploaded the way they wanted to go.

Shaint tossed his sword back in it's sheeth and grabbed Keelin "C'mon RUN!" Shaint said getting a wierd look from one or more of his companions....

I may have lost my feelings, but your going to lose more than that when I come after you

[KeelinElf]

Keelin glowered at what she could see, which was mostly just the brownies chasing after them. She clutched her clothes to her chest and ducked her head, glaring.

If we weren't in such a hurry...

There isn't enough time to do everything and too much time to do nothing.

[Bobbo the Beggar]

[ooc: Since I haven't seen Lucirina for a while, I will just skip ahead]


Soon, the sun began to fall behind the horizon, while the Tristin mounted his horse and rode beside Bobbo, Lucirina, and Qui. They wanted to ride by night to avoid attention. In the gathering darkness, the Tristin could see the dark mood of Bobbo, as well as Lucirina.

Bobbo rode with his eyes firmly fixed on the ground in front of him. Around him were many soldiers riding along beside him. They were quite a numerous army, but Bobbo knew the strength of Troas' army, having served in it long ago. He knew that the Resistence would not stand for a day against the power of Troas.

At his side, the golden hilt of Avenger glitterred in the last light of the day. Then, all was darkness as the sun disappeared. A light breeze began to blow and sand began to fly at the feet of their horses.

They rode with great speed, trotting along quickly. They wanted to reach Strata as soon as possible. Each of the riders was prepared to give his life for the Tristin and Lord Robert's cause.

'... Always after a defeat and a respite, the Shadow takes another shape and grows again.' (Gandalf)

'I wish it need not have happened in my time,' said Frodo.

'So do I,' said Gandalf, 'and so do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us . . .'

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[Atrii Redwood]

Atrii spun on his heel with Adara in his arms and began running down the hallway behind Radaroc and the rest of the party. Brownies chased them, constantly firing crude arrows at them. The odd arrow pierced Atrii's skin and the ranger grunted in pain and anger pushing himself to get back to the surface.

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[Raoneth]

It would worry him later that he gave no thought to the bloodbath below. All he did was sit, still and emotionless and think.
Or perhaps "think" was the wrong word for it. He sat quietly and... delved. And the blood red reality below him became the perfect backdrop for his deeper thoughts. The kind of thoughts of whitch there are no words, only sensations.
A teardrop rolled over his cheek as he heard the word "demon" uttered below, and the backdrop became even bloodier. And then... It was still.

A stillness broken by faint sounds of hundreds of little creatures scattering by him. Brushing by his shoulder. But he was too deep in rememberance to care. Another bump, more violently this time. He jumped and looked around. The air was thick with the smell of rats. And he was bumped again.
He fell.
An anger welled up inside him. Directed mostly at himself. But he had to focus, if he was to die it would be only after proper consideration and deep thought. He didn't have time for that the few moments that were left of the fall.
He landed as if on a cushion of air, floated down and started running on top of the water. He was tired and his head hurt.
I hope this doesn't become a habit.
He slowed down. The whole area was filled with brownies and rats.
He went under water and flew as quick as he deemed safe towards the exit. The others have left me here... it figures. They found out that someone else could heal, I'll wager.
Inside the entrance of the cave he went over the water again to get some air. He was dizzy and couldn't tell if it was safe.
It was. Oddly enough. Rats and brownies ran past him as if he wasn't there. They seemed desperate.

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Edited by: Raoneth at: 6/4/03 9:56 pm

[Lucirina Telor Vevan]

Lucirina
The elf rode in complete silence, her eyes downcast... it was obvious that she was still fightling back the demons that the last words Bobbo had said to her had brought.
She could not help for what her heart was feeling.. she knew not of the ways of love despite having lived so many years. The lonelyness of being a hermit had not helped with her social skills either.
She wished Oscar was here.. the old man had been someone she could talk to about what she was feeling. But now she felt lost and confused.
Slowly she lifted her gaze to look at the man that held her heart in his hands, Qui.
A smile came to her lips as she felt the fluttery touch of butterflies in her stomach while she looked at him. Then, as if a invisible voice told her to do this, she slowly turned her head and let her gaze rest on Bobbo for an instant before once more letting her eyes return to the ground.

Qui
Qui smiled slightly back at Lucirina as she looked at him, a smile that turned stiff and cold as she turned her gaze to Bobbo.
He knew that he in some way had stole the little woman from the heir of the Junakin house, but she was not sorry. Lucirina had struk him light a lightning and he was not going to let her go... only the cold hands of Queprur could pry him away from the little elf that he now loved with all his heart.
Slowly seating his thoughts back to the misson ahead he rode up to the Tristan and spoke in a low voice.
"Milord, we are but a days march from Strata, I do fear someone or something might try to stop us from reaching there. The mage will most certainly attack us before we reach the gates of the city.
Do you have any plans how to confront his power since we now are far away from the protecting walls of Thambalath?"

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Listen to the songbird, don't ignore it.

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