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« Reply #105 on: September 10, 2010, 04:18:33 AM »

Tension increases in the brief moment that Aueniteri and Talia look into each other's eyes, and the lead elf shows steel as the Shendar woman flies from her mount - and then, it is gone. Half-elf and Shendar hold each other tightly for a tearful reunion, and the tension of the elves washes gradually away.

„Teri, where have you been, what has happened to you, are you well? Let‘s go a bit to the side, so that we are not in the way.. “

A tear on her own cheeks, 'Teri catches Talia's hand as she tries to lead her away, and motions with her head to the lead elf. "Wait, one moment," she states, finishing, "let me bid my grandfather farewell."

Quickly, she steps up to the lead elf, definitely not an old man, for an elf, but with a distinctly superior air, and kisses his cheek. The talk is brief, and he releases her with, "Pharán-cyrathén, cáo. Klýuán é merín."

With that, Aueniteri returned to Talia, and with an awkward pause, hugged her again briefly as the elves turned to leave. "I am well," she manages to offer. She looks briefly around, and up to the aj'nuvic. "I should love to ask you as many questions, my lovely friend, but the street doesn't seem to be the proper venue, does it?", Aueniteri adds patiently.
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« Reply #106 on: September 17, 2010, 03:01:19 AM »

Capher, realizing where he was and because of that hallucination, knew he had more healing to do. He also felt that his sub-conscious or perhaps Talon, his master, had been trying to tell him something. Could his friends really be in danger? Could Eckra have the power to escape the bonds of the underworld to be able to come to Ximax and impersonate him? The thought that Eckra, if Capher was correct in his thinking, did somehow have the power to overcome the bonds of death and the underworld, his power would be unimaginable! Capher, himself, doubted that even he had that kind of power, even at full health, and Talon was even more powerful than he, yet he was bound to the walls of the White Tower high in the craggy icy Tandala Mountains.

He had to make a decision: believe his mind, or believe what he saw and knew. He knew that his friends were in the outer city of Ximax, and were going to search the vast library of Ximax for any clues to the whereabouts of Tristian's treasure, however his mind told him something entirely different; what do I believe Capher thought, a sick mind, or his own personal knowledge?

The longer he thought about this, and if his mind was right, the shorter time his friends had before they died!
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« Reply #107 on: September 21, 2010, 03:13:01 PM »

"I should love to ask you as many questions, my lovely friend, but the street doesn't seem to be the proper venue, does it?", Aueniteri says.

„Oh, you are right! Let‘s go elsewhere.. but where to?“ Talia leads the ai‘nuvic some more peds out of the way, along the city wall and drags Teri with her, ignoring the looks from her company. „I wanted to leave the city for today, for that magical aura which seems here so strong made me ill. And Roosje joined my after some incident with nasty dogs.“ Talia smiles in the direction of Roosje, who still resides like a little white queen on Swing.

„Would you like to join us, then we can talk on the way and look out out for a nice place. I think the cook gave me enough food and drink for a whole party of people... But what about your companions, are you tired...? „

Talia looks questioningly at Teri..
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« Reply #108 on: September 22, 2010, 04:14:53 AM »

'Teri willingly follows her friend as the elves mount again and ride back in the direction they came from, moving in single file, rather than a block as they had been before. At the introduction, the half-elf gives a cheerful smile and nod to the brownie, then looks up at the city walls, closing her eyes for a moment. "No, I'm not tired; thank you, though. I told grandfather, after we settled my brother's business, that I wanted to rejoin you and Capher and the others, and he insisted that I allow them to escort me."

After a brief moment of concentration, she frowns. "It is pretty thick in there, isn't it? You'd almost think that with much more, it would suddenly vanish into nothingness, get sucked up into magic itself, or something."
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« Reply #109 on: September 29, 2010, 05:57:49 AM »


The party of elves who have brought Teri to the gates of Ximax have turned around and left as they came, royal in manner and attracting the views of the other travelers, but now they are gone, Teri, Talia and Roosje still standing just inside the great Ximaxian gates.

"It is pretty thick in there, isn't it? You'd almost think that with much more, it would suddenly vanish into nothingness, get sucked up into magic itself, or something."

Talia is not sure, what exactly Teri is speaking of, but she does not dare to admit that. Maybe she does feel the concentration of magic used at this place as well? After all, she is a half-elf.

Let‘s go outside and see some of the countryside, away from people and magic!

Talia gives Swing a sign to follow her and all three are soon outside the walls of Ximax. Inuya jumps from Swing as soon as a rock near the road allows it, obviously glad to have mastered this adventure of riding on an aj‘nuvic well. Roosje prefers her fox to the tall animal also and Talia has to hide a smile, as she sees, how relieved both are, fox and brownie, to be back on the ground again.

Wide fields now in late autumn bare of their crop give way to forested hills. The small group enters a world of colours, set apart so dramatically from the grey-brown-yellow landscape they just crossed. Dark green fir trees are standing in contrast to the dominating deciduous trees, like the oak, ashwude and baychtrees. Dark reds, bright yellows, deep oranges - the forest is afire.

Though the sun is still warm today and though her rays are penetrating the canopy, the three friends are glad, as they reach a sheltered clearing. It is an ideal place to rest. On one side the trees are standing less dense and allow the view over the valley with blue mountains lying in the distance. But there is also a little pond with calm, deep water and due to the sheltered place, the surrounding bushes are a greener than the rest of the forest, still untouched by the first frost. Fruits are hanging in the bushes and as the intruders sit still to enjoy the sun‘s warmth, the buzzing of insects  weave a melody with the rustling of dry leaves, turned around by harvesting mice.

Peace is filling Talia‘s heart and she wishes she could forget the tasks lying before them. She is nearly nodding off, but then curiosity overcomes her and she asks Teri finally.

Teri, where have you been? Is this something you want to share?

 
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« Reply #110 on: October 02, 2010, 03:57:04 AM »

With slender fingers, Aueniteri gently lifts a single blade of the natural sod from its home. There is the tiniest recognition in her action that for this study, that individual blade will die. Luckily, she is disturbed from this train of thought with a thoughtful, "'Teri, where have you been? Is this something you want to share?"

'Teri is thoughtful for a moment, and nods. "It really is, Talia. Part of it involves our last meeting with the dwarves. You remember Kenriil, while Terra and you were with the brownies, he... rather got into a fuss with them. I guess Garrek had convinced someone that he was possessed-" Rather suddenly, she interrupts herself with, "You know, my brother Garrek. We fought with him just before we entered the vale. I'm not sure exactly what he told the Brownies, but many of them hated the halfling rather bitterly. I believe there was some little blood shed between them, and he disappeared. When we went to speak to the dwarves..."

Slowly, her voice trails off, and she furrows her brows, struggling to recall. "Ta'las led us. Morcaanan was there, Capher also - perhaps it was he who led us, if he were there. My mind has been rather scattered lately, it has been hard to focus. Grandfather tried to teach me to think peacefully, simply - I hope I'm learning." Simply relating what she did remember came more easily, and she continued, "When we were there, we managed Kenriil's release - he had stumbled upon them somehow. Capher spoke with them, and somehow, Garrrek stole his way into their caverns, and caused a bit of distraction. He had hired a dwarf and a warrior - I met with him personally. It... did not go well, I think."

Aueniteri takes a long breath and looks to Talia to see if she should continue. Eventually, she does. "Garrek opted to fight with me, and M-Morcaanan, I... believe, came to my rescue. A warrior Garrek had hired delayed him just long enough for Garrek to have run a blade through my heart - I was only fortunate to have been wearing a breastplate." Slowly, 'Teri holds up her slightly quavering hands. "These are not the hands to shed blood, Talia. But... I did. My brother's blood. And perhaps I can think of a thousand justifications... It did not go well. We left shortly after that, and when we were leaving the Vale, I could not focus, I could think of nothing. I didn't feel I could help you much, when you and Terra had just healed so wonderfully, if I myself was broken. With Morcaanan having left with the halfling, I felt I had nothing to cling to at that moment, and I returned to the Zeiphyr, where I have been staying with my grandfather. With everything finished concerning Sean, my father's, business, I told him I wanted to return to you. They rode with me because of the chance that Garrek still had people looking to harass me, possibly even kill me, and possibly in revenge for Garrek's death. My grandfather... may have given his daughter to a half-human, but he still retains very... unsavory thoughts concerning humans. When they saw you..."

Here, 'Teri smiled lightly. "That was why they were so threatening toward you. When they saw I recognized you, they thought it was because you were an enemy. I had to convince him otherwise."

Aueniteri falls silent, smiling with distant amusement toward Talia, remembering the incident. Rather suddenly, she asks, "Where are the others? Ta'las and Terra? And Capher, how goes his recovery?"
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« Reply #111 on: October 06, 2010, 02:05:40 AM »

Capher shook off his dark brooding rose from his bed surprised he was dressed already and went climbed down the stairs of the fire tower in which he stayed while he healed. He reached the bottom floor where his usual guardian sitting at a desk looked up and gave him a strange look. "I did not see thee enter thy chamber master and I have been here all morning since you left, from whence did ye come from?" He asked.

Capher stood stock still. The old tongue that some of the teachers and sorcerer's here, though archaic, still had a welcome ring to it, however those who had never heard the speech before thought it strange. But, it was not the speech, but the meaning behind the words that stopped Capher in his tracks. "What do ye mean? I have just woken up," Capher said.

"Nay, master. The morn is way past, and thy servant guided thou out as I always do, when the suns rays do warm the land," He said.

The puzzle floated in Capher's mind as the guardian escorted him outside. Capher looked to the south and the guardian was right, it was past the early morning, more toward mid-morming! What had happened? How did he end up back in his room? His mind swirled with answers but none came. He tried to recall anything, but his mind was a blank. Where did the time go? What did I do during that time? And how did I end up back in my chamber without myself or the guardian knowing?

Capher, brows knitted, lost in thought, absentmindedly left the inner city into the outer one. When Capher arrived at a place in the road, he suddenly stopped for a reason he did not know and found himself near the Library tower. Capher took a glance at the Ximanian Library tower and wondered if he should go in there. Capher stood there as many people walked around him, some giving him looks of curiosity, most wondering why he just stood there. A kind gentle elderly woman came up to him, "It is a wonderful place, sonny. You should go in and have a look around," She paused a blink, and then added, "Unless you cannot read. Can you read sonny?" She asked.

Caphe's thoughs interrupted, looked into the womans face. Her skin wrinkled around the neck along with the deep crinkles around her eyes, the stooped posture and the holding of a cane to support her told her age, however as Capher looked into her fading blue eyes he saw intelligence, warmth, kindness and compassion twinkling forth. He smiled at her. "Yes, it is a magnificent structure and it contains many great books, tomes, scrolls, artifacts and ... even some secrets."

The woman gave him a quizzical look and then nodded her head, as if she knew what he meant.

"And to answer your question, yes, I do know how to read. I was heading for the inn to meet my friends and have a bite to eat; can I entreat you to come and join us?" Capher asked.

She chuckled and waved her free hand at him. "Now what would a bunch of youngsters like yourselves be wanting to be around an old lady like myself? No, you go and enjoy your youth and friends while you have the time." She turned and began to hobble away, "Time has a way of slipping away fast," Capher heard her say as she went on her way. Capher stared at her receding form for a few blinks, frowned, and thought, if you only knew...if I only knew? Only his friends would be able to tell him, to put the pieces of the puzzle that were missing in place. Capher began running toward the inn; running to find his friends and hoping beyond hope that his friends were safe and fine.
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« Reply #112 on: October 20, 2010, 12:08:30 AM »

Talia feels embarrassed and somehow guilty, when she hears Teri speak how badly she felt after all what happened during the time, when Terra and she had undergone their healing. As she said - while Terra and she were about to become whole again, her life got miserable. Though Talia has heard about the events from Capher and the others, she had not really realised, how all that must have affected her friend. So much had gone wrong during that time, Morcannan left, Teri lost her lover - after she had to kill her own brother. And Kenriil, the enjoyable Kenriil, had to leave, for he seemed to the Brownies as a threat. No wonder she went back to see her relatives.

All the good mood she has been in since they left the walls of the City behind them is about to vanish, but Talia knows, that may not happen, and the warm sunlight on her face, the calm, beautiful surrounding help her to suppress her melancholy.

When Teri speaks about the strange reaction of her grandfather towards her, she is ready again to smile. And with a light heart she tells Teri about the others, that they are in the library to search for old knowledge, that Capher‘s healing goes very well. When Talia speaks about Capher, she blushes slightly.

„Capher‘s healing is really special, Teri. Imagine, he looks now much younger. And so attractive. His face is so vivid now, and he has a full head of dark reddish hair that flows down to his shoulders. I acted very sheepishly, when I saw him the first time. Somehow it still disturbs me, I miss the old Capher, but I cannot get enough of looking at him. But well, you will see it soon enough!“

She looks at her old friend, with whom she has master many adventures already, and suddenly she feels as if she has to hold her tight, to not loose her again, and so she moves towards her and embraces her tightly.

„I‘m so glad you are back. I feel, that all will go much better when you are with us again!“ Her tears well up - she is far from being emotionally stable. She wipes them away with a broad smile on her face. „It feels so good to have you with me again!“
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« Reply #113 on: October 20, 2010, 05:56:01 AM »

"No one's looking for wanderers, fellow. It's just not a popular trade anymore. Everyone has their own well-armed guards if they're going anywhere; you can't even find a decent merchant to follow unless you're willing to work for free; dig your own roots and find your own pay. We need to find us a real trade."

The half-elf is a short, thin fellow, clad in simple, home-spun garments, long dark hair, green eyes watching the people come and go, regretting his time in Ximax; his companion a halfling, sporting a leather vest, nicely-kept white shirt, a green hat with a leaf propped in it for a feather, and a shortsword hung in a hook on his back. The halfling didn't notice the half-elf's complaining speech - he was too busy making one of his own, and indeed had been before his comrade had begun. It was something the half-elf had come to consider normal, this halfling's abnormality: he never stopped speaking. Not entirely, anyway, and yet somehow, he usually managed to hear. Having listened to it long enough, the half-elf found himself now forced to listen deliberately in order to understand the halfling's unending stream of Tharian, and just now he heard, "... would be why they lost the green stone. Lovely piece, really, and a shame, but we got it anyhow. Was good work, too; and food, but I don't remember any money. Never made honest money; never really tried. Stole for a bit once, but that went awry. Lost my finger, stealing. Cut it clean off with an old tooth - painful bit. Tell you about that one? Maybe I will later. She said they'd be coming up this way, but likely is they've already moved on. Evil doesn't wait, you know. Eckra's got to end the world up right quick. Turned into a lovely dragon. Prettiest thing - that was after the fire-demon and the ogre bit, though. Ogre was pretty exciting. Smashed in some evildoers, hammered them down right, made a quaint little mess of 'em. Should'a seen it. I didn't see a lot of it, the stone giant in the caverns, that was pretty shocking. Took out our bridge, but we'd got the stone priestess on that right quick, and she just built up a better one. Lovely times. Like an old grandpa, you know? Could keep you entertained for hours. Well, not Mr. Hasta-Have-Money the half-elf maybe, he'd want to be out hanging in trees, but I know I listened. If I could just distract somebody and ask 'em where he was, likely as not they'd look at me blankly. But if you get blank looks, you know you can't ask that one again, and you could count out a whole town that way, likely."

The halfling had left the elf's side, and made his way to the street, and now stood directly in front of a vaguely familiar red-haired man, looking up at him inquisitively while he still spoke. "Could ask you, likely, but you've never seen a real shapeshifting dragon, have you? Maybe you have, maybe you look like one I knew once. Of course, that's just looks. I once saw a big-person-"

His words were cut short as Capher collided into him, sending them both tumbling. Ken made no effort to catch his balance, scattering into the street, a leather pouch or two dislodging from his vest and scattering about. "Whoo!", the halflinf called out as soon as he'd stopped moving. "That was a blast of a crash! You alright, mister?"

Twice he tripped as he tried to stand and make his way toward the big person, not giving himself time to catch his balance fully. When he reached the man with whom he'd collided, he offered to help him up, only just having finished righting himself. "Stupid halfling," the half-elf murmured beneath his breath.

"...a rush, if a bit of a tragedy. Not bruised much, are you? Hate to have hurt you; probably sorry to have delayed you. Poor time for me to be about, smashing people up, but I guess it's as good a time as any. And it is a good time, I mean, not for rolling in the street, but just in general. I made it to Ximax alright, I think; well, I think this is Ximax. It certainly isn't Milkengrad or the shire, I would recognize those places I think. Recognizing's safer than guessing, I think; if I had recognized you were going so fast, probably we wouldn't have hit together so. It was fun, though, at least I think it was. Not everyone agrees with me, though, and maybe you don't, but that's alright because I do, and I don't want to make you upset but some people just get upset, and there's not much you can do. Usually, I don't much try then, it doesn't help, and besides..."
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« Reply #114 on: October 23, 2010, 04:00:45 AM »

When Talia and the elf sat down, Roosje joined them for a while, looking from the one to the other. She understood little of the conversation, not having known 'Teri really before she had disappeared. She did understand why they didn't really have much attention for the Brownie, who was in any case small enough to be overlooked easily, even by friends. This knowledge, however, did not do much to prevent her getting restless after a while.

In order to amuse herself, she started exploring the underbrush, going in wider and wider circles around the two, though she made sure to pass them every now and then, just to let Talia know that she was still ok. She had not forgotten the dogs, far from it. It was just that outside of a city, at least she knew how to survive - there were no millions of legs that were just as likely to crush you as to step next to you.

She was just on her way back after her widest circle yet, when she suddenly halted. A few short peds away from her, there was an animal that she had never seen before. An elongated beak, a long neck, wings, green skin... If she did not know any better she would think that this was a dragon. Except that it was no larger than Inuya, and dragons, as she had reason to know, were quite a lot bigger than Inuya generally.

The animal seemed to be looking at her, though it did not make any other move. Nevertheless she was reluctant to come nearer - until she suddenly remembered her training from years before. Ok, so this was a flying animal and she was a Ferretmaster, not a Skydiver, but she still knew how to handle animals. Wouldn't it be fun to take this animal back to Talia? She wasn't going to keep it, of course. It was just the challenge of it that appealed to her.

With a grin slowly spreading on her white features, she began to loosen some of the ropes that made up Inuya's riding gear. There were some ropes there that were not strictly necessary to keep her seat, but which she kept there because a bit of rope hd never hurt anyone, and you never knew when it might come in handy - such as now. When she had the rope in her hands, she made Inuya go one way, then the other. The creature followed her movement with its beady eyes, but still made no other move. As the Brownie went to the right, she could suddenly see why - one wing was stretched out next to the animal's body, but the other was lying uselessly to the side. The thrill she had felt earlier changed rapidly to pity - all the more reason to get the beast to Talia! She might know what to do. Roosje was too much of an animal friend to leave the poor thing suffering or dieing a cold, hungry death.

After going to the left again, she slid down from her fox's back, sending Inuya back again to the right but approaching the winged animal from the other side. As she had hoped, it focused on the larger of the two bodies, concentrating on what it likely thought to be the biggest threat. While she crept closer, she knotted her rope into a kind of lasso. Ideally she would have liked the help of a fellow Brownie to master this animal, but the sense of challenge was still there - she wanted to know if she could get the beast subdued on her own. She started turning the lasso, quicker and quicker, and then - just as the animal had seen the movement and looked her way - she released it. The sense of power that she had as it neatly slid over the animal's head quickly evaporated when it began to fight against the unfamiliar feel around its throat. While holding on to her rope with all her might, she shrilly whistled for Inuya.

The fox came bounding from the other side, and as she slid to a stop next to the heaving rope, Roosje yelled 'Bite! Inuya, Bite!' The red animal obeyed automatically, biting at the nearest thing - the rope. Quite suddenly it went slack in Roosje's hands as the pressure was taken over by the fox. Roosje took a moment to let her companion know that she had done a good job, then she considered what to do next. If she had a second rope, she would use it, but as it was she had used up all her rope for the first lasso. Inuya was strong enough to keep hold of the rope for now, and luckily the other animal did not seem to be focussing as much as it could on actually getting away, but the fox could not bite down forever.

In the end she took the bit of rope that was hanging out of Inuya's mouth on the other side and tied it to the rest of the fox's harness. It only just reached the harness, so she hoped from the bottom of her heart that the harness would hold. Then she led Inuya back the way they had come, going slowly enough that the fox would not get exhausted, but quickly enough that the animal didn't have much choice but to follow. She regretted the lasso now - she could see it tightening, but now she had no choice but to get it to Talia as quickly as possible. On her own she would never be able to get the rope off without getting hurt by the long beak.
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« Reply #115 on: October 23, 2010, 07:39:07 AM »

With emotions as strong, Aueniteri holds Talia close, wiping tears from her eyes as the embrace weakens. "It feels so good to have you with me again!", Talia confides, and Aueniteri nods, sniffing back her joyous tears. "It is so good to be back, sister Talia. I have never been so content as when traveling with you and Capher, regardless of the troubles we've had. I wish I could promise to be here forever, I honestly-"

Her oath of devotion was cut short by a series of sharp cries, and she moved to stand. "Is that... your brownie friend? Is she in trouble?"
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« Reply #116 on: October 23, 2010, 11:33:50 AM »

Ta'las looks at his two companions, wondering about their state of mind as Sondirra mourns a dress and Terra maintains her silence.  This most recent encounter seems to weigh heavily on her.  The Shendar smiles at her.  "We will figure our way out of this puzzle."  Then he looks at Sondirra, and says calmly,  "Sondirra, just write what I ask you - a dress can be mended.  Your mother would not want you to worry about it when your life is at stake."  Without waiting for a response, the Shendar methodically, moves from symbol to symbol until he finally finds the first one Eckra used to escape from the room.

"There, we have our first symbol.  There are only a few left."  The Shendar moves  to the area where Eckra touched the next symbol, and this time his first attempt opens a small recess in the wall holding a scroll.  The scroll, rather than disappearing this time, is of real substance.  Though he cannot read it, he carefully stows it away into his pack, and then resumes looking for their escape route.  Some time passes, but the Shendar reveals the second symbol that will deliver them from the room, and then shortly after the third.

"See?  We have almost finished.  Now if I remember correctly, the last place Eckra went was just over here..."
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« Reply #117 on: October 26, 2010, 06:39:14 PM »

Sharp, strange cries, the rustling of leaves, the noises of an unusual approach are shortcutting Teri‘s and Ta‘lia‘s closeness. Teri moves up to stand and Talia follows.

"Is that... your brownie friend? Is she in trouble?"

Talia stares towards the bushes and trees from where the cries originate and indeed, there is Inuya, the red fox and Roosje. But what is that?

Ropes are tied to Inuya‘s harness, which lead to a beast Talia has never seen before. The rope is around its neck and seems to strangle it slightly, but obviously there has been no other means to tow it to their place. But why in Arvin‘s name has Roosje done this?  

As Roosje and her prey enter the clearing, Teri and Talia are able to have a closer look at what Roosje has found. It seems to Talia as one of the ugliest beasts she has ever seen.

Somehow it resembles a small, malformed drake, with a bloated body, four short legs with obviously sharp claws and a pointed head with a face, which resembles a beak. It has a tail and - large bony wings.  The  leathery skin is raged and dry, the overall appearance  dull and dusty. Bouncing  and shimmying around it tries to attack Inuya, while it shrieks in the highest tones. It tries to lift of the ground, but not only is the rope around its neck forbidding this, its one wing is broken also.

„Roosje, what is this??“ Talia exclaims wide eyed.


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« Reply #118 on: October 29, 2010, 03:19:29 AM »

Roosje re-emerges from under the underbrush only to find that the sounds of her capture have reached the two friends - at least, both of them are on their feet and looking in the direction she is coming from. Talia needs a moment to consider the scene before her, but then she exclaims: „Roosje, what is this??“

The Brownie looks back ruefully at her catch. Looking at it now, she realises it is even uglier than she had first supposed. But ugly or not, it needs help. "I don't rightly know what it is, but it has a broken wing and needs help. I couldn't let it die out there, and if I had come back to get you I might not have found the way back to it." Perhaps best not to mention that she had planned on capturing it even before she had seen the wing - a girl needs her secrets. Plus she doesn't think Talia would really appreciate it, now that she actually thinks it through. She should really stop being so impulsive. But what is the fun in that? Anyway, it is a done thing now, and her motives beforehand don't change what needs to be done afterwards.

"Could you help? I'm too small to loosen the rope. I'm sorry the knot tightened in the first place, but it was the best I could do on short notice."
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« Reply #119 on: October 29, 2010, 11:24:22 PM »

"Could you help? I'm too small to loosen the rope. I'm sorry the knot tightened in the first place, but it was the best I could do on short notice."

Of course, Roosje! Let‘ see, what we can do. I don‘t know, what it is called and have never seen one, but it has wings, so let us pretend it is a big bird which needs our help  - I need my blanket. Teri, could you help me to bind its.... beak or whatever that is, so that it cannot bite me? But I catch it first. “

Talia rummages through her saddlebags and comes back with a cloth, kind of small blanket. Then she approaches the beast cautiously and throws the blanket over it. Catching it and securely holding it down to the ground is one thing, though a bit difficult due to the broken wing. After all, it is  not bigger than a sandbird. Quickly Talia tries to wrap the beast into the blanket, leaving the broken wing uncovered. But there is still the beak. Talia gets hold of it also, but now she is as immobile as the beast, her both arms and one knee pinning the ,whatever it is‘ down to the ground, the other arm holding the mouth.

„Teri, would you take that rope and tether that sharp beak please? Or let us cover the whole head with a cloth, there is something in my right saddlebag which may fit. And then I need you to hold our friend here, until I have mended its wing. Somehow it looks like a fat little baby drake, don‘t you think so? 

It takes a while till rope is removed and  the wing is mended. The beast struggles to come free, Teri struggles to hold it secure. But finally they are all three sitting around their new acquired companion, which looks accusingly from one to the next.

„And what now? We need to take it with us, otherwise it won‘t survive with its broken wing. Maybe we find somebody who can tell us what it is and will care for it, let ask our tavern owner. It looks like a far little dragon baby, don‘t you think?“

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