Heading North

[Ta'lia of the Seven Jewels]

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OCC: I have missed this post of you - you are already munching loibla, LOL!


The moon rising in the north is half full and with the Injèrá just set it is still far from being dark. Swing, her aj‘nuvic, sets her feet gently and though an unconscious part of her is still observing the road, Talia is lost in thought.
Was it the right thing to do to leave the town and the others with the heart? Where to should she go now? There was a town several strals to the north, half way to Santhala, but there was a forest in the north as well. Maybe it was a better shelter than a town. But who are its inhabitants?

Suddenly Talias thoughts are interrupted. Swing just has stopped moving and keeps standing on the road, her head bending back to Talia and forth in the direction of an huge Eur'Oak tree. A man in a grey rope is sleeping under the tree, but he seems quite comfortable and not in need of help.

Talia moves her toes to signal Swing to go ahead, but when the aj is about to follow Talias order, the little dune mouse, so far sitting on Talias shoulder -  for lack of a pocket in its usual place - jumps of the aj‘nuvic , runs over to the man and behaves fairly unusual. It places itself upright on its hind legs on the stomach of the man, chirping and whistling and using all its normally unheard repertoire of noises it obviously knows.
Talia is about to dismount her aj‘nuvic, as something strange happens. Heavy clouds hide the moon and it is unusual dark in this place  for this time of the day.
Where the man was lying a moment ago, there is nothing left than a piece of cloth. The dune mouse noises have changed as well, it is now whistling in unnatural high tunes and after a few more jumps running as fast as it can back, jumping on to Swing despite it‘s height, grasping some of the ropes with tiny claws , , which it has never achieved before.

Talia glides from her riding animal and goes closer. There is nothing here than some ragged clothes, well, just a rope. Or just a piece of cloth? She doubts what she has seen before: Has there been a man lying and sleeping? She must have dreamt. - But why has Swing stopped in the first place and Fluffy behaved so strange? Looking around a bit, Talia sees a sheepskin bag which has obviously contained some ale, and a bag for food.
It can‘t have been an illusion.

Strangely Capher comes into her mind just now. She shakes her head as if she wants clear her mind, but the progressing dawn and the clouds hiding the moon now and then are not very helpful.

Finally she mounts Swing again to ride on for a while and bring some distance between the heart and her friends.

***Astropic of the day***
"For me there is only the traveling on paths that have heart, on any path   that may have heart. There I travel, and the only worthwhile challenge is to traverse its full length. And there I travel looking, looking, breathlessly. ~Don Juan"

Edited by: Talia Sturmwind  at: 6/15/05 22:29

[Ta'lia of the Seven Jewels]

Since this strange encounter with the rope, this piece of cloth, Talia is sad. Not that she was very happy after Terra and Koldar had got into trouble, but then it was somehow a task which had to be fulfilled, an adventure survived. Nothing which could her drive into depression. Though frustrated for not being able to sleep in a bed another night, her mood was not down as it was now. Somehow Capher crosses her mind permanently, though she tries not to think of him.

She rides for another four hours, not too fast to not to exhaust Swing to soon, but when the half moon starts to set and the remaining light gets less, she looks out for a place to stay for the rest of the night.

There are no trees around, just some boulders about hundred peds away from the road. She decides that this place is a good one. The boulders, up to two peds high give some shelter from the wind and don‘t allow insight from the road. Quickly she removes the luggage from Swings‘ back, who happily lies down as well after having fed at length from the unused juicy grass. Fluffy hobbles away, though only for a few peds - the surrounding is to new for this desert animal.

Talia, wrapped in her warming Rahaz-Estar cape, lies long awake despite her weariness, looking at the moving clouds and the stars which appear in-between. Thoughts are torturing her:

Was it the right thing to do, to go ahead with the heart? What are the others doing meanwhile? Will Avour help Terra to recover quickly? What is this for a ring, Koldar has found? Where are the black riders, the lady who seems to know Koldar? Why has she left the Rahaz-Dath at all?

Finally she falls asleep, long after Midnight.

***Astropic of the day***
"For me there is only the traveling on paths that have heart, on any path   that may have heart. There I travel, and the only worthwhile challenge is to traverse its full length. And there I travel looking, looking, breathlessly. ~Don Juan"

[Koldar Mondrakken]

OOC: I hope this counts not as too much playing but I really cannot need Talia hacking away and thought to give her something to do.

Two hours must have passed when, unknown to Talia, a dark figure sneaks up to her campsite on silent feet. Indeed that silent that it might appear inhuman for any common spectator. With unusual elegance and swiftness the figure arrives between the boulders and a well-oiled blade is drawn shining pale in the moonlight. For one moment the figure halts looking at the unusual animal lieing close to its master and oversees the campsite for any suspicous signs or threats. Some time passes as the figure just stands in the darkness of a boulder not moving one nailbreadth during that time, not making a single noise.

Then it moves again, now even more careful, soundless as a shadow the figure slowly makes its way towards the woman that lies wrapped in some cloak sleeping close to one of the boulders.

When the figure is one ped close, two intense eyes glaring down at Talia's still shape capturing every detail, the dark knight slowly moves her sword forward, nailbreadth for nailbreadth and then rudely pushes one of Talia's boots with the flat side of the blade to wake her.

"Excuse me, but I'm running short of time." The voice speaks commanding rather unimpressed of Talia's reaction.

"Speak quickly! Are you running away or are you hiding something?"

Koldar Mondrakken, Knight of the Moonlight

[Ta'lia of the Seven Jewels]

Firstflame is not far away, when Talia‘s sleep gets less deep, due to the very slight vibrating of her sword, which lies next to her. It isn't bombinating as it does when danger is near, but it isn‘t quiet as well. Talia awakes and listens, but isn‘t moving, her eyes are still closed. All is quiet, not a single noise apart form a single bird starting to sing is heard. So Talia is surprised, when suddenly someone pushes at her boot and a voice says:

"Excuse me, but I'm running short of time."

Talia  grabs her sword, turns round and faces a blank blade. She lifts her body up till she is resting on her elbows - much farer is not advisable, with this blade quite near. No way to use her sword somehow. A dark figure is standing before her, not much is distinguishable in the dark, moonless night, just the eyes seem to reflect the starlight.

"Pardon me?." is all she can say.

"Speak quickly! Are you running away or are you hiding something?" the voice is asking again in a commanding way.

Talia is awake, bu still tired, and therefore not very talkative.

"Running away? From what? Does it look like I‘m running? I was sleeping till you woke me up.  And what should I hide? " she answers trying to look as innocently as possible.

Should this be one of the black knights they met in Chylikis? Or one of their kind? .

"Swing " one word is enough and the aj lifts itself up so quickly none would  expect of such an huge animal - but here it is obvious, that it is predator as well.

In the  fracture of a second, when the dark knight looks at Swing, Talia rolls to the side and jumps up, her sword now holding in front of her. Swing stands in a menacing way on the other side of the knight, but still in a safe distance, if she would chose to turn the sword towards the aj.

"Now, could you please tell me, why you woke me up and what you are looking for ? "

***Astropic of the day***
"For me there is only the traveling on paths that have heart, on any path   that may have heart. There I travel, and the only worthwhile challenge is to traverse its full length. And there I travel looking, looking, breathlessly. ~Don Juan"

[Koldar Mondrakken]

A frustrated sigh escapes the female knight as Talia goes into a defensive posture. She simply put her sword away to look less dangerous - which of course miserably fails because of the black armor she wears and the mask that covers all of her face but the eyes.

"I'm looking for truth. For now this means why you left your companions? You entered the town with the others, the one who denied it very well being the one who I seek. Later I see you carry some other woman from your party to the temple of Nehtor and just some time later this Koldar appears again and you leave them behind. But instead of returning to them you pack your things and hurry out of the city."

She looks up and points at first at one of her eyes and then to where supposedly her ear is covered by the helmet seemingly to explain her knowledge.

"I've good eyes and ears." she mentions with a sarcastic tone.

"Now, before the city gates reopen I've to know what a little Shendar girl thinks she's doing running all alone through the Sanguian countryside with her Aj? She must be either rather naive or very brave to do so." She pauses "The prophecies are not what they used to be, they're full of deception and lies. But when this one is right Koldar is for once doing something useful and I need to know if you stand his way or help him."

Koldar Mondrakken, Knight of the Moonlight

[Ta'lia of the Seven Jewels]

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***Astropic of the day***
"For me there is only the traveling on paths that have heart, on any path   that may have heart. There I travel, and the only worthwhile challenge is to traverse its full length. And there I travel looking, looking, breathlessly. ~Don Juan"

[Terra Artemos]

Again with manual retieval.

'I am grey. All but those like me see only darkness and light, they do not see the grey between them. In this greyness I dwell. I would not wish this fate on any other.'

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