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Title: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Khiera Meneris on November 17, 2003, 11:11:22 PM
You stumble by chance into a clearing in the woods. Oddly enough, a narrow and happily gurgling stream ran throughout the clearing, and you wonder where the stream had originated from because you didn’t remember coming across any bodies of water in your exploration of the woods thus far. Patches of shade grass and thick goldenbell bushes surrounded the bank of the stream. The gently flowing water seemed very refreshing and inviting.  



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Mina on February 24, 2004, 01:51:22 AM
Mina dashed through the woods as quickly as she could while helping Caradol along.  After a while, she found herself in a clearing that had a small stream running through it.  That's odd.  I did not think that there would be any streams in this region.  The water appeared very inviting, and it seemed to Mina that this would be a good place to take a rest in.  They needed a break too---Caradol was injured, and Mina herself was growing tired after running around so much.  

Turning to Caraol, she said, "Perhaps we can rest here for a while, if those dark elves are not too close."

She frowned a little as she wondered how to tell whether there were any dark elves nearby, before reaching into her pouch for some wizardleaf.  She then began casting the Spectral Sight spell, hoping that the ability to see heat will enable her to detect any dark elves that were getting too close.  


There is no emotion; there is peace.
There is no ignorance; there is knowledge.
There is no passion; there is serenity.
There is no death; there is the Force.



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Kiushapo on February 24, 2004, 08:47:22 AM
Kiushapo only hoped that when the woman accepted his offer, she would remain as... verbose... as she was now. First dates always brought with them an awkward silence, and he had never cared for those.

Keeping Mina and Elric in sight, he rubbed at his sore chest, though he was sure her boots were aiming for other areas, her knees were quite hard enough to cause him discomfort.

------

After all the trees, the clearing was so surprising he almost tripped, having to brace his hold on the woman in the first place he could reach, that unfortunantly being her rear end. Pulling his hand away just as soon as he had balanced himself again, he set her near the small stream, the sound of the water helping him to drown out the woman's fresh cries of outrage and shock. Looking towards Mina, he saw her casting a spell of sorts, and figured she was preparing a look out. Elric was a soldier, and all soldiers in his experience knew how to take advantage of a break, so he turned back to his hostage, making no move to unbind her hands. Speaking in a normal tone of voice, he smiled apologetically at her for his latest transgression.

"My apologies, I am being sure you would not of been wanting me to drop you, no? Be assured it will not be happening again uninvited."

Throughout her tirades, he had not once heard a name that a lady would wear, and he suspected she wasn't about to give it to him willingly, so fishing out the Yilthrem, he showed it to her, waiting until he saw the recognition in her eyes before he held it at arms length over the stream "I am not wanting to have to keep calling you 'The Woman' in my head. Perhaps you could be telling me your real name?"

As he spoke, he fiddled playfully with the Yilthrem, seeming to almost drop it a few times.


Simple answers to life's questioning. T'would be a greater magic that I have ever been seeing.
Kiushapo's Story



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Khiera Meneris on February 24, 2004, 09:49:22 AM
Thankfully, there did not seem to be a troupe of angry elves chasing after Mina, Kiushapo, Elric and Caradol ... for now. Mina's Spectral Sight seem to reaffirm this as well, giving no indication of any living presence close to them besides the surrounding flora. Not even forest animals.

Caradol collapsed by the bank of the stream, gasping for breath, merely nodding at Mina's suggestion. Closing his eyes, he took deep breaths, and seem to go into a deep meditative state for a few brief seconds, until he opened his eyes again and spoke weakly to Mina, "Help me ... take out this ... arrow ..."

Meanwhile, a seething female elf sat near Kiushapo besides the small stream, momentarily silenced by her own deep gasps for air and a sore, dry throat, her violet gaze like daggers piercing in rage at Kiushapo. She had long tussled locks of raven-black, with a purplish tinge as it gleamed in the faint sunlight in the woods. An aquiline nose stood out between cheeks with a light sheen of seemingly sparkling silver, while her dark crimson lips were pursed in a straight line of venomous fury.

"My apologies, I am being sure you would not of been wanting me to drop you, no? Be assured it will not be happening again uninvited."

"You ... filthy ..." She began, but subsequently shook so hard with rage that whatever decorative terms she had in mind for Kiushapo were swallowed in convulsing hatred.

"I am not wanting to have to keep calling you 'The Woman' in my head. Perhaps you could be telling me your real name?"

She struggled to free herself from her bonds, and hissed and snarled at Kiushapo ... but to no avail. Her response to Kiushapo's question was a flurry of loud, angry retorts, "Your lips are not fit to bear my name! Traitor of our kin! I shall have you splintered into innumerable parts! You shall feel our wrath! I shall --"

She stopped abruptly as Kiushapo started fiddling with her Yilthrem. Her widening eyes were now filled with alarm and panic at Kiushapo's careless treatment of her Yilthrem. "No ... stop ... don't ..." Her voice was now almost a whimper. In a tone of bitter resignation and resentment, she slumped, and finally parted with her name, "Yllanallyiea ... my name is Yllanallyiea."

At this very moment, Elric who had been resting, suddenly crumpled to the floor, his limbs spasming slightly, his head burrowed between his hands and groaning loudly in pain.

A smirk lit up on Yllanallyiea's face, "The human male is poisoned. He will not live long. He will kill all of you!"






Hold me.
Soothe me.
Love me.

Save me from my RAGE.



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Kiushapo on February 25, 2004, 12:06:22 PM
Nodding matter-of-factly, Kiushapo pulled the Yilthrem back over dry land, smiling at her, “Yllanallyiea… that is being a pretty name.”

He felt kind of bad doing that to her, but he’d find a way to make it up to her. As he was thinking of possible solutions, Elric keeled over, bringing Yllanallyiea no small amount of joy it seemed. That removed any trace of regret he had felt, and prompted him to extend the Yilthrem back over the stream, at the same time gesturing for Mina to do what she could, if anything.

“I am thinking you are wanting to tell me how long he is having to live, and if there is being an antidote, no? And who is 'He' being?

Cocking his head suggestively, he held the Yilthrem close to the surface of the stream,  his earlier smile taking on a wry tone. He just hoped she answered in time to save the man.


Simple answers to life's questioning. T'would be a greater magic that I have ever been seeing.
Kiushapo's Story



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Mina on February 27, 2004, 10:58:22 PM
"Help me ... take out this ... arrow ..."

For the second time that day, Mina knelt down by Caradol and reached for the arrow in his shoulder.  For the second time that day, she was interrupted.  

This time, it was Elric, suddenly falling to the ground and groaning in pain.  Smirking, the dark elf that Kiushapo had captured announced that Elric had been poisoned and did not have long to live.  For a moment, Mina could not decide whether to stay with Caradol or try to help Elric.  Finally, she decided that Elric's case was more urgent, and decided to help him first, before returning to Caradol.  

"Sorry, I'll have to tend to you later," she told Caradol.  She then hurried over to Elric and began casting one of her poison-removing spells, hoping that it would take effect before the poison killed Elric.  


There is no emotion; there is peace.
There is no ignorance; there is knowledge.
There is no passion; there is serenity.
There is no death; there is the Force.



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Khiera Meneris on February 28, 2004, 12:53:22 AM
@Kiushapo & Mina:

((OOC: Poor Caradol ... hehehe))

A deep gasp could be heard from Yllanalllyiea as Kiushapo dangled her Yilthrem ever so perilously close to the surface of the bubbling stream.

“I am thinking you are wanting to tell me how long he is having to live, and if there is being an antidote, no? And who is 'He' being?"

Yllanallyiea's face grew pale as her gaze was transfixed with much concern on her Yilthrem. Her lips quivering slightly, she nevertheless tried to remain as calm as she could, "He has but 2 Bells. The dart is coated with a poison that gives the victim ... waking nightmares. He will kill all of you, because you will all appear as beasts and monstrosities to him!" She hissed slightly, full of pent-up anger and threat, but then remembered her Yilthrem in Kiushapo's hands, and her tone soften down, her eyes full of worry, "I do not have the antidote. It is in the hands of the male warriors. Send me back to my people and return my Yilthrem, and i shall obtain the antidote for you." She cast a sinister sidewards glance towards a reeling Elric, "Or he will die. Soon."

As Mina approached Elric, Elric was keeled over, groaning loudly, one hand pressing hard against his abdomen as if in extreme pain, and the other grasping his forehead. His breaths started getting very shallow and quickened, and beads of sweat trickled to the ground. As Mina hovered her hands above him to purge him of the poison with a spell, Elric noticed the slight movement above him, and turned his head and feverish gaze towards Mina.

What he saw, was a three headed monstrosity with coal fire eyes and scaly digits. He gave a shriek of fear and lunged towards Mina with both hands, trying to strangle the Mage.



Hold me.
Soothe me.
Love me.

Save me from my RAGE.



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Kiushapo on March 01, 2004, 03:08:22 AM
Frowning, Kiushapo tucked the Yilthrem into his vest. Her idea was certainly the quickest solution, other than the fact that he wasn't certain he could trust her to not to come back with an army behind her. Especially after he had just kidnapped her. Standing, he turned and began to walk towards Mina, intending to discuss this with her.

As he approached the mage, Elric leapt out at her and he sprang into motion, throwing himself forward into a flying tackle and sending them both rolling across the clearing. Elric's terror fueled strength kept him from fully subduing the soldier, the battle turning tides many times as they rolled about. He didn't want to hurt Elric, but he might not have a choice, he only had 2 bells.


Simple answers to life's questioning. T'would be a greater magic that I have ever been seeing.
Kiushapo's Story



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Mina on March 03, 2004, 03:59:22 AM
Before Mina managed to do much, Elric lunged at her, attempting to strangle her.  Startled, she froze as Elric's hands approached.  

Then, they were gone.  Kiushapo had tackled Elric just in time, and the two were now struggling on the ground.  Mina looked around frantically, trying to find some way to subdue Elric.  As her eyes fell upon Caradol's staff, an idea came to her.  

The chrome staff flew through the air and came to rest in her hands as she made her way over to the struggling pair.  Then, the moment she saw an opening, she raised the staff with both hands and brought it down on Elric's head as hard as she could.  

((OOC:  I hope there's nothing wrong with using Caradol's staff...))


There is no emotion; there is peace.
There is no ignorance; there is knowledge.
There is no passion; there is serenity.
There is no death; there is the Force.



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Khiera Meneris on March 03, 2004, 09:18:22 AM
Elric hadn't counted on being pounced on by what he saw as a blood-thirsty ghoulish figure with blazing golden hair and sharp pointed ears and fangs. With a loud howl of terror, Elric attempted to quash the life out of his attacker, tumbling and scuffling on the ground, neither gaining an upper hand as they both tussled for their lives.

Caradol raised a brow as Mina magically lifted his staff into her own hands. Aware of her intentions, he decided not to burst into a tirade of admonishment at her.

Thankfully for Kiushapo, as Elric's nails dug deep into his throat in an attempt to snuff the life out of the now dirt covered elf, Mina brought down the heavy chrome staff right on the back of Elric's head. With a stiffening and throaty gurgle, Elric loosened his death grip on Kiushapo and slumped to the ground. Elric was subdued and unconscious. For now.

A gruff and weathered voice sounded out from behind Mina, "And now, if you will, young mage, return my staff, and try to succeed at removing this arrow from my shoulder?" Groaning in pain, Caradol's expression was one of weary annoyance, a glint of urgency in his gaze.

Yllanallyiea meanwhile, sat staring mutedly at Kiushapo's vest, anxious for the return of her Yilthrem.

((OOC: A short break from all the action to allow the characters to discuss and plan their next step ... the end is nigh! :evil ))





Hold me.
Soothe me.
Love me.

Save me from my RAGE.



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Mina on March 05, 2004, 11:47:22 PM
Mina let out a sigh of relief as Elric slumped to the ground, unconcious.  Before she could help Kiushapo up though, Caradol asked, in what sounded like an annoyed tone, for her to return his staff, and help him get the arrow out of his shoulder.  

"Oh, of course," Mina said as she hurried over to the old mage and laid the staff carefully by his side.  "I apologise for not asking first, but I was in a hurry."  

She carefully took hold of the arrow protruding from Caradol's shoulder, then gave it a hard yank.  

((OOC:  Bleh...my posts are getting shorter again...))


There is no emotion; there is peace.
There is no ignorance; there is knowledge.
There is no passion; there is serenity.
There is no death; there is the Force.



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Kiushapo on March 06, 2004, 10:47:22 AM
Shooting Mina a quick glance of thanks as he disentangled himself from Elric, Kiushapo immediately stripped out of his vest, removing the Yilthrem from it's pocket and using it to secure Elric's wrists behind the soldiers back, propping the man up against a tree after he finished.

Tucking the Yilthrem into his pants pocket, he stepped to Mina's side just as she yanked the arrow from the old mage's shoulder. Wincing in sympathy, he insinuated himself into the situation, pressing his hand over the wound to help stop the bleeding, waiting for one of the mages to supply a bandage.

The dark elf woman's offer could potentially effect them all, so he decided to broach the subject while he held the wound, gesturing to the woman in question as he spoke.

"The woman I was bringing with us... she has been offering to be bringing us the antidote for Elric's poisoning, but only if we are releasing her to be getting it. He is only having two bells to be living."

Switching hands over Caradol's wound, he wiped his bloodied hand in the grass, cleaning it as best he could as he continued speaking.

"I am not trusting her to be coming back if we are letting her go alone, but perhaps if I were to be going with her, using this Yilthrem as a hostage, I could be assuring that we are getting the antidote. I am not thinking Elric or you, Sir Mage, are being fit for travel just yet, or I would be suggesting we all go."

Focusing on Mina, he gave her a considering glance, "Either of us could be going with the woman if she is accepting these terms, but with your magic, I am thinking you would better at protecting these two."


Simple answers to life's questioning. T'would be a greater magic that I have ever been seeing.
Kiushapo's Story



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Khiera Meneris on March 07, 2004, 01:54:22 PM
@Kiushapo, Mina and Ryldor:

Caradol gritted his teeth, and surprisingly did not even wince or groan from the pain as Mina forcefully tugged the arrow out of his shoulder, along with a gush of blood. While Mina and Kiushapo tended to the gaping wound, Caradol weakly expressed his appreciation, "Thank you --"

But before the rest of Caradol's words escaped his lips, a sudden wave of rustling ensued in a rolling crescendo. It was not long before the distinct patter and thud of feet from all directions could be heard. It was, in less cheery words, the sound of being surrounded. And then, a cold, firm voice with a sharp, almost jesting tone drawled out in a distinct Styrash accent, "I hope you haven't been waiting long, visitors to the woods." A figure of a male elf stepped out from a crowd of Larkentirs, tall, well-toned, with a regal air, and those piercing violent eyes atop silver-sheened cheeks. This was Shartrelyend, brother to the kidnapped Yllanallyiea, who Mina, Kiushapo and Caradol would soon find out.

Yllanallyiea cried out, struggling to free herself, "Brother!" The distinct tinge of relief in her voice.

Behind Shartrelyend stood the male elf Neshjullotere, second in command to Shartrelyend, and behind Neshjullotere, stood a number of other armed elves, including one named Ryldor. Neshjullotere's troupe of men had met up with others that had seemingly trickled out from various parts of the woods, eventually merging into a large stream under Shartrelyend's direction. No words or commands were exchanged, they seem to know exactly where they were headed and why.  



Hold me.
Soothe me.
Love me.

Save me from my RAGE.



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Kiushapo on March 10, 2004, 08:51:22 AM
Kiushapo groaned loudly as Yllanallyiea called out to her brother, silently asking himself what she had to be relieved about, he'd treated her well, she was the one... well, he had more pressing things to worry about at the moment. Like how this man was going to react to having his sister kidnapped, and what it must look like with him running around with no shirt...

Though they were surrounded, they weren't dead for some reason, which meant they still had a chance. Wiping his hands clean in the grass, he stood and bowed slightly towards the regal elf. Taking the opportunity to guage the armaments of the the elves in his view, his gaze stopping abruptly as he spotted Ryldor, obviously not an inhabitant of these woods. His eyes took on a questioning quality, but quickly returned to the leader of the group.

"I am being terribly sorry, but I am thinking there has been a mistake. We were already meeting with our welcoming party, and were recieving such lovely parting gifts..."

He gestured towards Elric, slumped against the tree, his voiced tinged with disdain as he continued.

"Perhaps you could be helping with that? Poison darts aren't something I am knowing about."

Now to explain the elf's sister. Pulling the Yilthrem out of his pocket, he gave the elf a brief glance of it before tucking it away again.

"Your sister was being quite insistent on getting this back when we were first meeting, but I am not one to be doing things at the end of a knife. After we were working out the knife thing I was inviting her a for a drink to be showing there were being no hard feelings.." He leaned closer towards the elf, smiling as if they were old and dear friends "Maybe you could be putting in a good word. Between you and me, I am thinking she could be using a night on the town."




Simple answers to life's questioning. T'would be a greater magic that I have ever been seeing.
Kiushapo's Story



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Mina on March 12, 2004, 04:17:22 AM
Before she could do much more, Mina heard loud rustling coming from the woods around them.  It sounded as if someone had surrounded the clearing.  Her Spectral Sight soon confirmed this.  She was about to warn Kiushapo when she heard an accented voice addressing them.  

The female elf they held captive then cried out, "Brother!"

Her brother is here?  We're really in trouble now...She rose and turned to face the figure who had spoken.  By himself, he would not look too threatening, but he had with him a legion of armed elves, and Mina suspected there were more elves hidden within the woods.  It seemed that none of them was going to make it out of the clearing alive, much less the woods.  This is very, very bad.

Her hands began reaching for her reagents, as Kiushapo began negotiating with the elves.  She hoped that he could buy them some time, though she doubted that he would be successful.  If that was the case, she intended to be ready to fight her way out...though she doubted that they would be successful with that either.  

At the same time, she looked around the group, hoping to find some way to break out.  One of the elves, in particular, seemed to stand out from the others.  As she took a closer look, she realised it was the extravagant elf she had seen at the tavern and village center. What is he doing with them?  He does not look like a captive.  


There is no emotion; there is peace.
There is no ignorance; there is knowledge.
There is no passion; there is serenity.
There is no death; there is the Force.



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Ryldor Gadriel on March 13, 2004, 12:52:22 AM
Ryldor barely had time to think before taking off after Neshjullotere through the forest. The journey was only 30 seconds old when Ryldor had his first thoughts of giving up the chase. I'm nowhere near in good enough shape for this. The feelings grew stronger with each passing ped until he saw Neshjullotere glance back, the daring look replaced by a condescending one. With newfound energy, Ryldor's speed surged and he managed to keep up with the other elf. I'll show him. Even if it kills me.

The woods ended and Ryldor found himself in a large clearing. While he struggled to catch his breath he took in the situation. An injured Caradol, one of the women from the inn and a couple of others were in the middle of the clearing, surrounded by elves. It looked like a melee would erupt at any moment. Well this is not going to end well. I don't think Caradol could stop all the elves even if weren't hurt. There were no spells he could cast to stop the slaughter; the deaths of the guards had proved that point clearly.

He took a deep breath and strode forward. Taking a step inside the circle of elves, he yelled at the top of his lungs "REMEMBER BROTHERS! WE NEED THEM ALIVE TO SAVE THE WOODS!" Now hopefully Neshjullotere doesn't shoot me in the back.

It is not enough to conquer; one must learn to seduce. ~ Voltaire

Edited by: Ryldor Gadriel at: 3/12/04 16:52


Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Khiera Meneris on March 13, 2004, 04:08:22 AM
The rustling of the Larkentirs carried on, seemingly oblivious to the brewing situation. The air was tensed, a mixture of chaotic noise and silence -- the rustling was unnerving, but more unnerving was the fact that Kiushapo, Mina and Caradol knew that they were evidently tightly surrounded, yet there was no trace of their presence ... sightwise, nor soundwise.

Shartrelyend took into full-sight the ... semi-clad Kiushapo. So this was the elf that literally ran off with his sister. He wondered if Kiushapo had any idea what he had done. Probably not, judging from his subsequent actions. He looked Kiushapo squarely in the eye as Kiushapo addressed him.

"I am being terribly sorry, but I am thinking there has been a mistake. We were already meeting with our welcoming party, and were recieving such lovely parting gifts... Perhaps you could be helping with that? Poison darts aren't something I am knowing about."

Shatrelyend grinned widely. Kiushapo spoke oddly, even for a distant cousin, but he was ... a likable fellow.

"I think there is a saying among your immediate kin and the humans, distant brother ..." he tapped himself amusing on his cheek, trying to recall the saying, " ... ah ... that ... you are certainly in no position for demanding terms, are you?"

"Your sister was being quite insistent on getting this back when we were first meeting, but I am not one to be doing things at the end of a knife. After we were working out the knife thing I was inviting her a for a drink to be showing there were being no hard feelings.."

Shatreleyend's eyes flickered as Kiushapo flashed out the Yilthrem in full sight, chuckling and beaming broadly as Kiushapo leaned forward, answering him in a low and conspiratorial tone, "I think you may not want to hold on to Yllallanyiea's Yilthrem as badly as you think, distant kin. Certain things are ... irreversible, and with my sister --"

Shartrelyend didn't get to finishing his sentence.

"REMEMBER BROTHERS! WE NEED THEM ALIVE TO SAVE THE WOODS!"

Shartrelyend took a step backwards, and stared at Ryldor who had suddenly stepped forth. In annoyance, he barked out towards Neshjullotere behind him, "Who is this stranger among us? What is he talking about?" Shartrelyend started to reach within his vest ... presumably for a hidden weapon.

But Neshjullotere stormed up with an infuriated expression on his face, seemingly not hearing Shartrelyend's question, roughly pushing Ryldor aside, and directed an angered right hook towards Kiushapo's face, duly missing his target as the blonde elf ducked in time. Neshjullotere gave a furious roar, "Hand over the Yilthrem! NOW!"

For those that directed a glance over to a captive Yllanallyiea at that very moment, they would see a dark crimson hue flushed through her face, struggling uncomfortably against her bonds.

Shartrelyend, who grew impatient, cast a wary glance at Ryldor, and then spelled out the terms loudly, "You will release my sister, now. I care not for the humans. They will be left to their demise." He shrugged non-chalantly, while a ring of elven archers emerged from their previously unseen positions amidst the Larkentirs. Two stepped forth and restrained Ryldor. The rest moved in closer to Kiushapo, Mina, Caradol and an unconscious Elric, stressing the wisdom of complying to Shartrelyend's statement.



((OOC: At this point, we're quite near the end ... Kiu should decide how he wants to play his card with Yllanallyiea, Mina you should probably speak up for why they shouldn't slaughter you and Caradol at will, hehehehe ... and Ryl, you can press your case further, persuade or defend either side or ... do whatever you think is best ;)  Of course, if any of you have some cool unexpected move that will just throw me off my seat ... go ahead :wink2 ))



Hold me.
Soothe me.
Love me.

Save me from my RAGE.



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Mina on March 16, 2004, 05:03:22 AM
Mina was growing increasingly worried.  Kiushapo's attempt at negotiation was quite unsuccessful, as she had expected, and he was now engaged in a brawl with one of the elves.  At least they won't risk shooting at him. As she continued trying to think of a way out of their predicament, she realised that Shartrelyend's questions indicated that he did not know of the plan to burn the woods.  Perhaps I can use this to my advantage.

"The prince intends to set fire to your forest," she answered, "We may be able to help you stop him, if you do not kill us first."

Judging from his outburst, it seemed that Ryldor was quite convinced that they were needed if the prince was to be stopped.  Mina hoped that he would be able to convince the other elves that it was indeed so.  It might be their only chance to get out of this alive.  


There is no emotion; there is peace.
There is no ignorance; there is knowledge.
There is no passion; there is serenity.
There is no death; there is the Force.



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Ryldor Gadriel on March 17, 2004, 07:26:22 AM
Not good at all. Hmmm… That one seems to be in charge. he thought, looking at Shartrelyend. He turned to the group in the middle. That female elf must be his sister. And the woman from the tavern really needs to stop using the words 'kill us'.

Well if I'm gonna die anyway… He relaxed his arms and slid out of his jacket, leaving the two archers holding only sleeves.  Quickly he stretched his arms out to the side away from his body to make himself as unthreatening as possible as he slowly approached Shartrelyend. "I'm talking about the prince. He's going to destroy the woods. He wants to kill you all and is using his own evil plans as an excuse." Ok maybe that’s not exactly true, but it's close enough.  "You have to listen to us."

It is not enough to conquer; one must learn to seduce. ~ Voltaire



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Kiushapo on March 17, 2004, 11:41:22 AM
Putting some distance between him and his attacker Kiushapo raised his fists before him, prepared for the next attack.

"You had better be glad you are not being one of my crew, you would not like how I was dealing with your lacking of discipline, and over what, a piece of bark?"

Ever since he had met this woman it had been "Yilthrem this, Yilthrem that." He didn't even know what the blasted thing was!

"Why are you wanting it so badly? I was believing it was Yllanallyiea's. Thinking a moment, he added to his statement, "I will have you knowing I will not be playing a part in your power struggles."

Waiting for the elf to make the first move, he tuned into what Mina and the city elf were saying, needless to say, none of this looked good.


Simple answers to life's questioning. T'would be a greater magic that I have ever been seeing.



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Khiera Meneris on March 18, 2004, 09:21:22 AM
((OOC: :lol  @ Ryl's IC thoughts "And the woman from the tavern really needs to stop using the words 'kill us'."... Also, i'm going to puppet you a wee bit to get the story moving Ryl ...))

"Why are you wanting it so badly? I was believing it was Yllanallyiea's"

Neshjullotere's expression contorted painfully into intense rage at Kiushapo's words, but Shatrelyend on the other hand, flew into a hearty laughter. Yllanalyiea could only seeth and glare at her brother as Shatrelyend explained the significance of her Ylthrem in a magniminous manner to Kiushapo, "It is, indeed, Yllanalyiea's. You see, distant kin, the females of our tribe as presented with their Yilthrem upon reaching the age of maturity, and she guards her Yilthrem with her life and honour, because it is a symbol of her chastity, honour and belonging. She belongs to no one until her Yilthrem is ..." Shatrelyend fumbled for the right word, " ... claimed by her intended mate. Though ..." He cast an amusing glance at his furious sister, " ... it is not for me to say whether our customs apply to you, distant kin, but you see ..." again, he fumbled in search of the appropriate wording, "Neshjullotere and Yllanalyiea, they are ... betrothed."

Neshjullotere snarled like a wild animal, about to spring into a vindictive blow at Kiushapo, when Shatrelyend raised his hands as Ryldor's voice rang out, "I'm talking about the prince. He's going to destroy the woods. He wants to kill you all and is using his own evil plans as an excuse. You have to listen to us."

Shatrelyend smirked quite maliciously. Obviously some harm was on its way to Ryldor as the two elves who had restrained him tossed away his jacket in irritation, and started making their way towards him in a menacing manner as Shatrelyend spoke, "I do not have to do anything --"

Fortunately for Ryldor, one of the hidden elves emerged abruptly from amidst the Larkentirs and rushed up to Shatrelyend's side, an expression of extreme concern on his face as he whispered unheard words, causing Shatrelyend's brows to crease tightly in a deep, locking frown. Casting a semi-cynical glance at Ryldor, he raised his hand in the air again, "It seems like you may be speaking the truth, distant kin. My scouts report a large gathered human army from the camps encircling the woods ... with torches." The light-hearted expression on his face was now replaced by one that was grim and troubled. Turning to Kiushapo, "I keep you in good faith, distant kin, for you have not harmed my sister. But you shall have to resolve the matter of her Yilthrem with Neshjullotere. He is ... not pleased." Turning now to Neshjullotere, "Prove yourself worthy of Yllanalyiea." and then he tossed a small vial high into the air, which landed right by Yllanalyiea, who deftly pressed herself on it against the ground, "There is the antidote, distant kin. I tire of this charade. But shall any harm come to my sister ..." His unstated threat was forceful and firm, as he turned and briskly left along with the other dark elven warriors, presumably to confront the human army.

Neshjullotere immediately swung into a swift maneuvere and positioned himself between Kiushapo and Yllanallyiea. Sheer rage was written all over his face as he unsheathed two short serrated blades. It was evident that he was prepared for a fight to the death. Unless Kiushapo had other ideas to diffuse and resolve the situation.

Meanwhile, Ryldor had deftly made his way to where Mina and Caradol was, greeted by Caradol who rose to his feet with the help of his staff, "I remember you, Ryldor Gadriel." He narrowed his eyes in urgent concern, "What you speak of regarding the Prince and his plans, is it all true??? Is he here now, in Eresh??? And why have you come to warn us??"



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Soothe me.
Love me.

Save me from my RAGE.



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Kiushapo on March 19, 2004, 11:42:22 AM
Digesting the importance of the Yilthrem, Kiushapo crossed his arms over his chest, focusing his gaze on Neshjullotere.

"Put your blades away, I was not coming here to be fighting over women and I am doubting you would want to be testing yourself against me."

Taking the Yilthrem from his pocket he twirled it in his fingers, shifting his gaze to study Yllanalyiea's features. When he spoke, he spoke to her, cutting the enraged elf out of the deal.

"I will be returning this if you are giving us the antidote and leaving us alone. Otherwise, I will be giving your betrothed the fight he is wanting, and I will not be losing. Either way, I am thinking we will be getting the antidote."


Simple answers to life's questioning. T'would be a greater magic that I have ever been seeing.



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Ryldor Gadriel on March 23, 2004, 06:10:22 AM
Ryldor was visibly taken aback when Caradol said his name. How did he remember that? I assumed that the higher-ups kept tabs on all of the students, but I wasn't there that long and we never met. Now I'm really glad I didn't stay in Ximax. I never would have been as good as him and I might have developed an inferiority complex.

"I must say I'm quite surprised you remember me. I didn't think I was particularly memorable," he said with a smile. The smile dropped as he continued. "Unfortunately, we don't have much time. The Prince only gave me 4 hours to find you and… well you can imagine what he wants done to you. He knows you know the truth about the Princess and he's not going to risk the info getting out. As soon as he's sure you've been eliminated or the deadline passes, the Shivering Woods, with everyone in it, are going to go up in smoke. I figure with got less than 3 bells to stop him."

"As for why I'm here," Ryldor said with a roll of his eyes, "I have NO idea."  

It is not enough to conquer; one must learn to seduce. ~ Voltaire



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Khiera Meneris on March 23, 2004, 12:14:22 PM
Neshjullotere was offended and disgusted by Kiushapo's ... arrogance. He crossed his blades and stepped forward, ready to charge -- until Kiushapo turned nonchalantly towards Yllanalyiea.

"I will be returning this if you are giving us the antidote and leaving us alone. Otherwise, I will be giving your betrothed the fight he is wanting, and I will not be losing. Either way, I am thinking we will be getting the antidote."

Yllanalyiea's expression softened at the prospect of her beloved getting harmed. Her brother was right. Kiushapo had not acted dishonourably towards her, nor had he attempted to cause her harm, even though he had had ample opportunity to. It seemed like he was merely overly concerned for his human companion. Sighing softly, Yllanalyiea spoke, a little grudgingly, addressing both her beloved and Kiushapo, "I will hand over the antidote to you, if you come over and free me from my bounds."

As her words rang out, Elric had begun to stir, moaning and grunting softly ... it wouldn't be too long before he regained consciousness. His countenance had turned a sickly greenish yellow.

Neshjullotere was still raring for a fight, but he yielded to his betrothed's wishes, standing aside and looking guardedly at Kiushapo, ready to leap out at him again if he attempted to harm Yllanalyiea.

Caradol smiled weakly at Ryldor. "I would not have, if it was not for your incident that led to you departing the Academy. Your father had quite a few conversations with me regarding his concerns." He got up to his feet, weakened by the fresh wound on his shoulder, "But those are days long past, they are of little consequence right now. I have been fearing the Prince's intentions, it seems that my worst fears have come true." His eyes darted around their immediate vicinity, relieved that the tensed moment between Neshjullotere and Kiushapo had been diffused. Or he might have had to do something drastic. "We must ... get to the Ring of the Silver Hand, that was ..." A painful grimace crossed Caradol's aged, wrinkled expression, " ... where the Princess was left behind. Do you know how to get there, Ryldor? Time is fleeting!"



Hold me.
Soothe me.
Love me.

Save me from my RAGE.



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Mina on March 26, 2004, 04:49:22 AM
Mina was glad that the dark elves left without a fight, and that the situation between Kiushapo and the Neshjullotere had been resolved relatively peacefully.  In any case, it was much better than getting into a messy fight, especially one which they had little chance of surviving.  

Turning her attention to the two mages, she heard them mention something about an academy.  The Academy?  Ximax?  Then Caradol is....Of course!  How many other powerful mages by the name of Caradol are there? I hope he doesn't mind the way I behaved towards him just now...

Meanwhile, Caradol and Ryldor had continued with their conversation, and Caradol was now talking about getting to the Ring of the Silver Hand.  Mina wondered if he was in any condition to do that though, noticing his grimace.  "Perhaps you should let me heal you first.  I don't think it's a very good idea to move about too much with such an injury.  I should be able to stop the bleeding, at least."  


There is no emotion; there is peace.
There is no ignorance; there is knowledge.
There is no passion; there is serenity.
There is no death; there is the Force.



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Ryldor Gadriel on March 27, 2004, 07:42:22 AM
(OOC:Sorry for the short post)

Ryldor recoiled as memories of his last days at Ximax came flooding back. While the "incident" was never truly far from his mind, he hadn't actively thought about his father in what felt like ages. This just keeps getting better and better. I should have realized why he remembered me. The fact that Caradol actually knew Rundil wasn't helping any. The turmoil the offhand comment brought about was so great, the elf almost missed the rest of what Caradol was saying.

"Ring of the Silver hand. Never heard of it." he said dismissively. Oblivious to the near conflict between the two other elves, he walked over to Neshjullotere and said "The Ring of the Silver Hand. Where is it?"

It is not enough to conquer; one must learn to seduce. ~ Voltaire



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Kiushapo on March 27, 2004, 08:57:22 AM
Nodding his agreement to the terms, Kiushapo approached the woman and unwound his belt from her wrists, setting the Yilthrem before as he stood again. Taking a moment to place the belt back around his waist, he held out his hand for the antidote, smiling roguishly.

"I am still thinking we should be going for that drink, but I will let it go if you are promising to take your love here in my place. I am recommending the Regal Rusik in town, if you are asking for Tilia and telling her Kiushapo sent you, I am thinking she will be glad to be serving you."

Glancing at Elric as he began to stir, he frowned "Now, how is this antidote being used?"  


Simple answers to life's questioning. T'would be a greater magic that I have ever been seeing.



Title: Re: Whistle Brook Clearing
Post by: Khiera Meneris on March 28, 2004, 01:24:22 PM
((OOC: To avoid this post turning out into a novel length monstrosity, there will be considerably trimming down of details ... don't feel cheated now :wink2 ))

Yllanalyiea duly handed over the little vial of almost translucent liquid to Kiushapo once she was freed from her bonds ... rubbing her sore wrists with a sour look on her face, ignoring Kiushapo's little banter and gladly making her way to Neshjullotere's side.

"Now, how is this antidote being used?"  

A smirk lit up on Yllanalyiea's lips, "You will have to force feed it to your human friend, and be certain to force down every drop of it. He will probably bite ..."

Neshjullotere embraced Yllanalyiea with much relief, and was disgruntled when Ryldor stepped up and interrupted nonchalantly, the urge to deck him on the face simmering dangerously, "The Ring of the Silver Hand. Where is it?"

After considerable struggle and almost having a digit or two snapped off by a ferociously reluctant Elric,  Kiushapo managed to force Elric to ingest the antidote -- this was followed by a violent bout of spasming and retching of purging the poison out from his system.

Eventually, with a little persuasion from Yllanalyiea (and a little urging from Caradol in the form of the blessing of a deadly spell), Neshjullotere agreed to lead them to the Ring of Stones, as it was better known within the woods.

And so with a weakened and limping Elric, and a newly-healed Caradol, they made their way cautiously through the woods towards their destination.

((OOC: We'll assume that Elric needs to be uhm ... supported because he is still too weak ... and that task goes to ... Kiu! :biggrin  Mina, you take care of Caradol ... Ryl ... just be your ... charming self hehehe ... Nesh and Yll will leave you when you arrive at the Ring. Commence posting at the Ring of Stones thread. Wait for a post from me first to set things up :) ))



Hold me.
Soothe me.
Love me.

Save me from my RAGE.