Chapter Three: Onto the War

[Shaint]

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[Bobbo the Beggar]

Bobbo dismounted his horse and said to the Tristin, "Shaint says he will have the weapons Oscar sent for us."

"He lost them?" asked the Tristin angrily, "I wondered where they were. Oscar said that they would be coming. What trouble have you been in, Shaint?"

Rhas
The red-clad woman rose from the streets of Strata. All was chaos about her. She felt a sharp pain in her chest. She ripped open her shirt and tugged an arrow from her heart. Screaming in pain, but mostly anger, she made the arrow burst into flame and ran down the streets of Strata, foaming at the mouth in rage.

She soon found her way to the gates where the Tristin's army waited. She snarled at the people gathered about the gate.

[ooc: Go ahead and take control of her, Lucirina]

[Shaint]

Shaint gritted hi steeth angrilly at the Tristrin "I HAVE LOST NOTHING BUT MY MIND!" Shaint shouted at the Tristrin his eyes got wider as he looke dmore serious, or crazy.. he looked the Tristrin in the eye

"I have been through the desert, IN a sandstorm and THEN attacked by demons of the damned nine hells!, through sewers full of filthy aters and rat brownies, along with thief kings on wich kidnapped the person whom I have loved for so many years after not loving anyone!, I was on the verge of dieing, my companions where injured, and we still have to get the supplies!"

Shaint said his vein's popping from his neck and blood vessels in his eyes like they would like to expload, "we havent Slept, Ate, Rested, Drank, ANYTHING for many of days and ontop of this whole damned thing, WHERE GOING TO START A WAR! now you can shout all you want but i'm warning you, I AM UNSTABLE!" Shaint began breathing heavilly and turned his back on the Tristin, he walked twords his party members...

"Look here!, we need ot get these Supplies for these Men if we don't they die! now come on I am NOT going to have anybody's blood on my hands, and I am Sure none of you do either! now I'm going with or without you!"

[Bobbo the Beggar]

At first the Tristin was angry at Shaint's insolence, but then as he described their adventures, he was filled with guilt. The true heart of the Tristin came forth: the heart of compassion and kindness.

"My you have suffered much for me," said the Tristin, "Say no more! I am sorry to shout at you. With what you've been through, I couldn't even expect you to be here. Come, open the gate and come with us to camp. We have plenty of food and drink. After you have rested then I will ask you to go and find the weapons, however, knowing that you have already suffered much, I will not be angry if you refuse. Come, we have fought enough for one day. Wars are not one-day affairs, you know."

Robert smiled at the mercy of his lord. That was why Robert served him really, not just because he was born too. "Yes, Shaint, his lordship is right. Let us celebrate that you have passed your trials! Please, take my horse."

Robert bowed with his hands gestured at the horse he had ridden. The Tristin also dismounted and offered his horse.

"And tell me the number of your party and my men would be glad to offer their mounts for you," said the Tristin.

Suddenly throught the gate standing behind Shaint, Robert saw Rhas standing behind him in tattered clothing. She looked horrible, but in her eyes was the look of rage.

"SHAINT!!!" cried Robert, "LOOK OUT BEHIND YOU!!!"

'All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.'
The Lord of the Ring: The Fellowship of the Ring (Chapter 2: The Shadow of the Past)
Adventures of Caelereth

[Gararion]

Gararion remained still, his civilian attire seeming to hold out on this expedition so far.  As he listened he could feel the pressence of one come, one who had great power in what seemed the essence of fire.  They seemed to be engulfed within it, within anger and thirst for revenge.  With this Gararion quickly dispelled his small spell, revealing himself to any who were watching or may be watching.

Suddenly he heard the words of Bobbo yelling at Shaint to watch out.  My dear Shaint don't be fool, don't add your anger to this persons lit flame. was all that Gararion could think of.

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[Shaint]

Shaint heard the shouts of Bobbo and he turned his head and then his body his eyes glancing over a woman in tattered red clothing..... "well, why don't you look nice" Shaint scratched his chin and pointed at her with one finger gesturing to her chest "dun be so uptight, whoever you are being mad doesen tbring much especially when your looking at me"

"and by the way, you seem to have a hole in your chest, if you where smiling I might say you had been shot with an arrow, but seeing as how you arent I think it's the place where your heart is supposed to go.......you know of what I speak, the small chunk of frozen ice"

[Lucirina Telor Vevan]

Rhas
The witch stared at Shaint, her eyes wild with anger and pain.
Her voice came out as a sharp hiss as she lifted a hand and carefully aimed a fireball at Shaint.
"Watch your tounge elf spawn, or I will burn your body so bad that even your beloved Avá won't be able to dream you back"
She then turned to Gararion, never lowering her hand and smirked widely.
"Go ahead wind mage, add more power to my flames. In the name of my sister. Where is that wench that calls herself Nightbird?"
The eyes of the witch were burning crazily, even with her heart beating weakly in her chest she had enough power to burn them all to crisp if they even moved a single muscle.

Luci
Lucirina and Qui was entering the city after the Tristin and his men, Lucirina was holding her arm and trying to stop the bleeding coming from a gash in her arm.
Qui was looking down at her, worried and admired at the same time. The little elf had fought with such ferocity and skill he could almost think she was a trained warrior.
As they entered the gates of Strata Lucirina heard the voice of Bobbo warning Shaint of something. Her blood almost turned to ice in her veins when she heard the voice of Rhas, the fire witch, asking her name.
Taking a deep breath and giving Qui a short nod she walked out from the crowd so she was in plain sight.

"Here One is fire witch!"

She called out, hopeing to distract Rhas long enough to let any of the others take her down.

From sunrise to sundown I live my life as a song.
Listen to the songbird, don't ignore it.

[Gararion]

Gararion watched with cauion as Shaint seemed to insult the witch only added to her anger.

"Go ahead wind mage, add more power to my flames." Were words directed towards Gararion.

"I fear you don't understand my full potential witch!  Without the very air that I control you have no power for your fire can not burn without its life.  Threaten me again and you will see what power I truely have!"

Gararion seemed anoyed now, never before had someone showed him such disrespect since he became one of the most known wizard within Ximax, teacher of many.  As Gararion spoke he held his staff in front of him, ready to defend himself against any form of attack of this female, his staff slowing burning with a even more fierce blue fire.  Gararion also seemed to be engulfed within a turrent of air as every thing belonging to him seemed to flap in the winds, small dust clouds rising from the ground only to fall again to the ground.

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[Bobbo the Beggar]

Bobbo was very scared for Shaint's life when he insulted the fire druid. He backed away cautiously.

"Shaint," he said, his voice raspy, "It would not be a good idea to insult such as her. I know what they can do."

The Tristin had already backed up from the city gate and watched from afar.

He heard the voice of Lucirina shouting defiantly at Rhas. His eyes widened in fear. Fear for her.

"Lucirina!" he cried, "Stay back! Don't do this!"

'All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.'
The Lord of the Ring: The Fellowship of the Ring (Chapter 2: The Shadow of the Past)
Adventures of Caelereth

[Gararion]

Gararion watching the events unfolding now slowly made his way past the others and closer towards Lucirina.  He knew what powers this witch had, without seeing them in actions. He sensed the Oh'mód'hál around her, knowing her abilities and had already thought of a way to counter most spells that she would be able to cast with a single spell of his own.

Gararion now remained where he was, waiting for anyone to make a move so he may make his own.  But Gararion could also feel something else, he sensed something about Lucirina, a deep hatred.  Why...

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[Lucirina Telor Vevan]

Rhas
The fire druid snarled at Gararion, not paying more attention to him as Lucirina walked out of the crowd.
"So you decided to show yourself wench, you suprise me.
I thought the likes of you hid behind your so called friends and then looted their bodies."
She cast a fast glance toward Gararion while lifting her other hand, a fireball forming in it, and aming at Lucirina.
"You may be strong wind mage, but if you do anything hasty I will take out the little elven wench here, not that you would care much, elven scum as you are."
She then turned toward Lucirina who was still standing in front of her, a smirk came to the lips of the witch.
"Nightbird, how do you wish to die?"

Lucirina
Luci swallowed deeply a few times as Rhas saw her and lifted her hand in her direction. She heard the vpice of Bobbo calling to her to not confront the witch. But she knew she had to, it was her Rhas wanted.

"If you desire your revenge witch then come and get One.
But remember this. One already made it off with your sister."

She was playing a deadly game, she was taunting Rhas as she had taunted Issrah, taking her atention away from the rest of the warriors. Her mind racing, praying someone actually understood what she was doing.
Her eyes moved for Gararion for a split second, a pleading look, before returning to look at Rhas.

Qui
The warrior struggled to make himself a way between the crowd, calling out the name of Lucirina. He couldn't see what was going on but he had heard the feer in Bobbo's voice as he told her to not do whatever she was doing.
Cursing and elbowing his way he finally caught a glimps of what was happening and what saw turned the blood to ice in his veins.
Lucirina was standing unarmed in front of the fire witch and it looked like she was about to be burned into oblivion.

From sunrise to sundown I live my life as a song.
Listen to the songbird, don't ignore it.

[Gararion]

Gararion eyes watched the hand which a fire ball slowly began to form.  With that Gararion placed his spellbook on a small hook designed to carry such items.  Now with his second hand free, the other holding his staff firmly, Gararion began to softly speak a few elven words in preperation of a spell.  The air around Gararion began to grow dense as if he was gathering it about him but why?

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[Bobbo the Beggar]

Bobbo saw what was taking place and noticed that Lucirina held no weapon with which to fight Rhas. Bobbo knew in his heart that Lucirina must face Rhas alone, but unarmed?

With a quick deft movement of his hand, he withdrew Avenger from its scabbard. "Lucirina!" he said to get her attention, "Take this."

He tossed the sword so it would land at her feet and it did successfully. He now knew that it was only a question of whether she would pick it up. Pick it up, Lucirina. Pick it up for your sake and for mine the last thought sending pain through his heart.

[Shaint]

Shaint riased an eyebrow he was really starting to relise why he never really cared about anything and just acted like a child all the time, it saved him alot of trouble......he had done a good job of stopping it but.Shaint was still indeftenatly Shaint....,

He blinked and arched an eyebrow to the 'Witch' before him as she argued with people one of wich was Lucrina...

Shaint cracked his jaw and spoke up "Hey, no need to curse a whole race, plkenty of suich words could be said about humans, and more-so than the tribes of elves of wich I have met......and through time it has come to be alot...

now, you know stop calling the on eyou speak of as 'nightbird' a wench, quite solidly your are both a wench and witch, anymore names you want to be called? I have plenty..." Shaint blinked quickly and looked at Rhas....

"Devil spawn, C'oor' looker, Harlet...." Shaint kept randomly picking out names and tossing them at Rhas....

[Radaroc]

Radaroc groaned, The damned elf with kill us all....I'm not sure which elf inparticular but one of them for sure.  
He eyed Lucirina and the fire druid, I should help but I get a feeling if I try both will end up attacking me.....This ain't good.

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

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