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Author Topic: Chapter Two: Resurection  (Read 66632 times)
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Shaint
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« Reply #30 on: March 06, 2003, 06:58:22 AM »

Shaint was still ina f small fury but began to calm when Atrii approached him "Keelin has gone missing.... is all he heard and then turned his head to Atrii "Atrii In my heart I believe Keelin can tak-care of herself I can't save her al the time and i dont think she likes it when I do so leave her be she is smart enough to find where we are if she want's to".

He who lives by the sword Lives with Pain Anger and Sorrow
But he who lives by the sword lives not with regret for he who lives by the sword lives with Redemtion

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« Reply #31 on: March 06, 2003, 08:17:22 AM »

Atrii nodded knowingly. "I know Shaint, I just thought that you would like to know... I still have a feeling though." He looked up to Shaint with a blank face then turned and walked to a table near the door and sat, he removed his pipe from one of his pockets and lit it up. He glared at his companions watching them very closely as he plunged himself into deep thought.

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« Reply #32 on: March 06, 2003, 10:01:22 AM »

"Radaroc you want a toy? Or how about some meat?"   At this Radaroc turned and glanced at the man Shaint was indicating.  "Hmmm... just then the waitress came by with his ale, he put a couple of coppers on the table.  Taking a draught from the tankard, "He seems a little on the scarwny.  Wha'd he do to you?"  
Then Atrii came up with news that Keelin wasn't around.  He became alert after that, but he had just said that she could take care of herself, Aww, it's not worth saying anything about it, I'm sure she's fine.



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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Oscar Lotus
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« Reply #33 on: March 06, 2003, 10:34:22 AM »

Grunk  Grunk heard his name called out.  He turned and looked and it was that fop that had refused his hospitality, now he seems to want it?  He is even offering to buy Grunk a drink.  Grunk looks at the stranger, bewildered. "How come you want to buy Grunk a drink now?  When before you could not even be bothered.  Said you did not drink.  I think you have something up sleeve.  Let me see your face?  Why hide behind cowl?"

Grunk did not wait for an answer,  He just continued on. "No, I do not think so, mister.  You have elven friends and that big one over there, he does not fool anyone.  A troll in city.  The authorities would be interested in knowing that a troll is here.  Why he here, anyway?  Troll's never come this far south.  Troll's hate desert.  So do elves.  Why elves here?  They did not come on ship.  I know, I work the docks.  So they came from desert, why?  Oohh Grunk's head hurt, too much thinking.  I go now."

Grunk headed to the back of the Anchor where there were a flight of stairs leading upward.  Then he stopped, turned around and ordered a half barrel of Brown, paid for it with his last two silvers, grabbed the half barrel and put it on his shoulder.  He then stumbled his way up to his room.

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« Reply #34 on: March 06, 2003, 11:11:22 AM »

"Hey there little lady. You sure do look fine. What are you doing out here in the dark? You looking for a good time?"

Keelin turned, expecting to see some drunk or another. The man behind her didn't appear drunk, but then, some people didn't. Seeing two more men advancing from the shadows out of the corner of her eye changed her veiw of the situation. Damn.

She unsheathed her sword and mentally called them all some very uncomplimentary terms. She spun around a slashed at one of the men behind her. They were either very stupid or hadn't been expecting any oppostion. Her blade cut a thin line through his throat.  

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

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« Reply #35 on: March 06, 2003, 11:23:22 AM »

Shaint had heard everything and Grunk began to walk back up to his room....he leaned forward to radaroc and spoke "Radaroc stay put this man has information and i'm going to get it...then.......well we can kill him or something of the sort" Shaint stood up slowly and threw a black cloack around his body and pulling up the hood around his face,

Shaint's feet moved quickly but silently up the stairs after Grunk who was now on the verge of opening his room's door Shaint spun his dagger in his hand it was one sided so he wielded it to backward the blade facing him, he stayed in the shadows he wasn't going to kill the man....however he was deftenatly going to scare him out of his wits.

Shaint arched his right foot and became ready to pounce the dim light flickered and soon went out....'oh great.....hmm I can see in the ark but not that well....

He who lives by the sword Lives with Pain Anger and Sorrow
But he who lives by the sword lives not with regret for he who lives by the sword lives with Redemtion

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« Reply #36 on: March 06, 2003, 11:33:22 AM »

Garararion watched as Shaint made his way up the stairs.

Gararion whispered a few words.  He now was invisable but he left behind a illusion of himself sitting at the table still basking in the low dim light of the flickering flame.

Gararion followed SHaint up the stairs and when reached the top saw a slight flicker of steel before the light seemed to flicker out.

Gararion eyes adjusted quickly to the darkness and he prepared himself for any actions that Shaint may take.  He would not have any blood shed within this place.  He had seen enough death in the last few days with this group.

Why do these people hold death with such honor?  What forces this thought into their minds?

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« Reply #37 on: March 06, 2003, 12:15:22 PM »

Shaint's mind rushed with ideas and oppertunities he then swirled his dagger and sheethed it quickly with no noise he jumped backward and landed on the ground he left on his cloak and looked around he sat down and thought

"hmm Atrii, Radaroc, Gararion I have an idea...and oddly enough it doesent involve blood, well because I believe Grunk...who is the man you just saw walk up the stairs has information where going to need to get it.....without death now Atrii your the only human here so you go and talk to him about getting hired for a job,

Tell him your a wanderer but has never been around these parts you can ask him to take you through the city then along the way undoubtfully you will go threw an ally.....this is where we get our information all of us here will basically surround the man and get the information....well maybe.....I don't know.....Gararion care to make some high improvments?"

He who lives by the sword Lives with Pain Anger and Sorrow
But he who lives by the sword lives not with regret for he who lives by the sword lives with Redemtion

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Atrii Redwood
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« Reply #38 on: March 06, 2003, 12:20:22 PM »

Atrii still sat, gazing at the group. Shaint had gone upstairs, the ranger was unsure what the elf was doing but Atrii had his own conflict inside his mind. They were the same visions that he had experienced for the past 10 or so years, always the same but he could make nothing of them. He wrote them down though, hoping one day he would understand them.

Suddenly a pain surged through his body, closing his eyes he tried to discover where this pain originated from, he could not tell... but someone he cared about was in danger, but Atrii was helpless he simply sat, paralyzed.

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« Reply #39 on: March 06, 2003, 12:25:22 PM »

Gararion watched Shaint fall leave Grunk alone in the darkness, sleathing his dagger.

As Shaint decened once again down the stair and sat at the table Gararion followed, still hidden by his spell.

Not wanting to reveal himself to early Gararion listened to the words of Shaint and positioned himself behind his own illusionary self sitting at the table so his voice would seem to come from the illusion.

"Do what your young mind leads you to think is the right thing to do.  I will remain watching your actions as an owl watches a mouse on a moonlite night."

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« Reply #40 on: March 06, 2003, 04:30:22 PM »

Shaint nodded and spoke "Fine, be it so however be plenty sure to swoop on the mouse if you feel the time is right" Shaint leaned back in his chair Atrii closed his eyes an dthen didn't move "Atrii?"....Shaint then leaned forward looking at his friend "Atrii???"

He who lives by the sword Lives with Pain Anger and Sorrow
But he who lives by the sword lives not with regret for he who lives by the sword lives with Redemtion

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« Reply #41 on: March 06, 2003, 11:19:22 PM »

They quickly moved to another inn. He didn't catch the name, but that didn't really matter to Raoneth anymore. There was trouble in all inns lately...
And, sure enough, after a short while Shaint moved up the stairs and Raoneth could feel something strange about Gararion.
It's not life magic... I wonder what...
The human allso seemed to be feeling something, writing something down before clenching his fists and looking very consentrated.
Suddenly Gararion spoke, but there was something wrong, "Do what your young mind leads you to think is the right thing to do. I will remain watching your actions as an owl watches a mouse on a moonlite night.", he was adressing Shaint, being to absorbed in the human, Raoneth hadn't noticed him being back.
Shaint nodded "Fine, be it so however be plenty sure to swoop on the mouse if you feel the time is right" Shaint leaned back in his chair, seemingly happy with his response, then he saw Atrii, "Atrii?"....Shaint then leaned forward looking at his friend "Atrii???".
I think I might have to trust the human, Shaint is too close... I don't think this "Gararion" can be trusted. I just knew he seemed too reasonable for an elf. He might indeed "swoop down" on us when we least expect it.
Raoneth sighed.

Edited by: Raoneth at: 3/6/03 2:25:21 pm
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« Reply #42 on: March 07, 2003, 03:21:22 AM »

Og had crept up behind the young elven girl and Poh and Erwen had cut off her escape from up the street.  Og, pounced, he saw the sliver of light upon the blade.  Too late Og thought as he tried to backpeddle.  The blade swung and cut his throat.  He tried to scream, but nothing but blood bubbles came forth from the wound.  He placed his hands upon his throat to try and stop the blood, but it came forth with a vengence.

Poh and Erwen saw the small but deadly sword in the young girls hands.  They saw her swing at Og, but saw Og jump back.  They did not know he was bleeding to death.  Poh motioned Erwen to split up, they both pulled daggars.  Poh sneered. "So you want to play it the hard way.  Fine.  We play it the hard way."

Both men slowly advanced upon the elven girl.  They both had their daggars at the ready.  Poh, took off his cloak and wrapped it around his right arm and hand, his daggar in his left hand.

Nob silently watched, and when he saw the sword in the elven girls hands, he began to advance too.  But still hidden within the shadows of the buildings in the street.  Og had not moved, but Nob could see that he had his hands upon his throat.  Nob moved closer to Og, while keeping his eye upon the ensuing battle between Poh and Erwen and their prey.



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I have travelled far and wide.
And Foiro's must have been my guide.
For I have discovered these things to be true;
A man must have two, mayhap three things in life to be truly happy.
A good weapon at his side.
A virtuous wife, if he can find her.
A quver full of children.
Sadly, I only have one;
A good weapon at my side.
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« Reply #43 on: March 07, 2003, 04:32:22 AM »

Atrii heard a voice that sounded like Shaint. "Atrii... Atrii?" The ranger was jolted from the darkness that consumed his mind, he looked around sweat dripping down his forhead, his fists clenched, looking at Shaint.

"Yes Shaint?"

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« Reply #44 on: March 07, 2003, 05:49:22 AM »

Shaint lead his eyes around the dim tavern and then Atrii gave a response "yes Shaint? Shaint looked at Atrii and soon noticed his fists where clenched and a sweat was running down his face "Atrii, come I need to speak with you Shaint was very oddly in his actions and such ever sense they intered the city,

He didn't quite care what happend to him....or his party for the most part he wasn't sure why he lead up the party to begin with....A sigh came from his mouth as he stood slowly up from his chair the black cloak draped across his body he removed it and held it in his right hand firmly,

His appearance had changed from since he had met everyone he was just pure changing, he went from the clothes of light colored shades to black, blood reds and greys his sword enchanted with a great power of Wind wich made it glow a blue shade and blew a breeze through the room never did glow anymore,

His blue and green colored eyes grew dimmer and he wasn't as happy or cheerfull as he was oir should have been was he even an elf at all....or had he just been from his elven ways for so long that he was just on the edge of being an elf...... Shaint leaned in the corner in the shadows and Waited for Atrii just what was he going to tell him

He who lives by the sword Lives with Pain Anger and Sorrow
But he who lives by the sword lives not with regret for he who lives by the sword lives with Redemtion

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