Watching silently he'd nod to Inrii's answers and motioned almost idly with his hand' acts of treachery upon each of us has brought us haphazardly together in a chaotic unity of a minor truce.' His expression and body language spoke volumes more. Granted having lived and worked as a ranger for longer than some of the ones here, if not all of them, almost combined perhaps. He felt comforted only a little by the woods but more of the shadows and darkness they provided. He himself for drow standards was tall and had a strong build. Though it was clear he had training in more roguish and shadowy activities by his physique. Idly he rolled a shoulder which had only been impaled moments earlier... stupid people.. always had to push things just a tad more than they should. He looked back to the rest of them for a moment before looking to the others before them. Finally he spoke vocally" So, where are we exactly?"
The only thing on his mind was that he wondered how much of his past both on the surface and below is recorded and known. For now he's been able to live a quiet life, something he preferred. Last he needs is a group to know him.
Vale of Shadows Part 6
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Twilight vampires are the vampire equivalent of Pluto...
As the aasimar, Neriah and Aurora made their way through the portal to the other side, Veraka heard bows creaking under pressure as unknown visitors drew them back. Drawing Marala Vharc, Veraka whirled as he heard the female drow voice.
He found himself looking into the eyes of drow priestess, but she hadn't attacked him, or his comrades, outright, so he lowered his sword, but kept it out.
As Inrii answered the priestesses questions, Veraka found himself glancing at Naien and Nixue. It was what his celestial inherited vision helped him see that gave made him stop in his thoughts. The Redspawns aura shifted ever so slightly. The aasimar took note of this and made a mental thought to keep an eye on his Redspawn 'prisoners'; though he didn't find himself in the position of liking the word.
Aurora glanced at the priestess and saw her confusion at why they were all together; [i:2vdtunxr]little brother, perhaps an explanation as to why our group hasn't torn each others' heads off is in order for the priestess here; if my guess is correct, she is a Dark Dancer.[/i:2vdtunxr]
[i:2vdtunxr]My thoughts exactly;[/i:2vdtunxr] he replied to his wolf friend. Looking to the abnormally tall priestess, Veraka spoke up; "Excuse me, Priestess, but perhaps I could give you some insight as to why our. . . group is together and how we came to be; well, myself, Aurora," he gestured to the white wolf, "Inrii, whom you've already spoken to, Zazzt and Zekafae all met each other just within Cormanthor forest."
He continued on, telling of how the companions had gained Virgil, then Elliath, as well as Naien and Nixue, to the priestess so she understood the circumstances regarding the party and how they came to be.
"I hope that explains your question well enough," Veraka said to the priestess, not sure if he'd answered her question correctly or not.
He found himself looking into the eyes of drow priestess, but she hadn't attacked him, or his comrades, outright, so he lowered his sword, but kept it out.
As Inrii answered the priestesses questions, Veraka found himself glancing at Naien and Nixue. It was what his celestial inherited vision helped him see that gave made him stop in his thoughts. The Redspawns aura shifted ever so slightly. The aasimar took note of this and made a mental thought to keep an eye on his Redspawn 'prisoners'; though he didn't find himself in the position of liking the word.
Aurora glanced at the priestess and saw her confusion at why they were all together; [i:2vdtunxr]little brother, perhaps an explanation as to why our group hasn't torn each others' heads off is in order for the priestess here; if my guess is correct, she is a Dark Dancer.[/i:2vdtunxr]
[i:2vdtunxr]My thoughts exactly;[/i:2vdtunxr] he replied to his wolf friend. Looking to the abnormally tall priestess, Veraka spoke up; "Excuse me, Priestess, but perhaps I could give you some insight as to why our. . . group is together and how we came to be; well, myself, Aurora," he gestured to the white wolf, "Inrii, whom you've already spoken to, Zazzt and Zekafae all met each other just within Cormanthor forest."
He continued on, telling of how the companions had gained Virgil, then Elliath, as well as Naien and Nixue, to the priestess so she understood the circumstances regarding the party and how they came to be.
"I hope that explains your question well enough," Veraka said to the priestess, not sure if he'd answered her question correctly or not.
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Inriiaynrae Jaelre
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((yay ur back...now just other to come back too and we can be one big happy dysfunctional family...lol...))
the priestess studied each one still as she listened to the words and the story, her face showing major interest. she noticed the aura of the redspawns, a subtle but to her well seen shifting (if i got that right).
after a moment that seemed like forever, she dropped her hand and the sounds of bows loosing grip and easing back strings was heard. but the priestess knew that those in the trees would be able to respond inna moments notice should it come to that.
finally she spoke in the common tongue, "I am Xulltyrr, high priestess of Eilistraee and keeper of Border Forest. I see that yall are in need of rest and possibly aid. I offer it on the condition that there is no trouble," directed to a few of the group. a short whistle escaped her lips and the soft sounds of moving people was heard, the light steps fading twords the direction Xulltyrr had came from, into the mist.
"if you do not wish to stay, then i will have someone escort you out to the road."
she turned her body and with a gester of her hand indicate they head twords her camp. Inrii's mind was attempting to figure out why the portal dropped them here instead of the city as programed. maybe it was a default in the portal? she looked to the group and began walking.
the priestess studied each one still as she listened to the words and the story, her face showing major interest. she noticed the aura of the redspawns, a subtle but to her well seen shifting (if i got that right).
after a moment that seemed like forever, she dropped her hand and the sounds of bows loosing grip and easing back strings was heard. but the priestess knew that those in the trees would be able to respond inna moments notice should it come to that.
finally she spoke in the common tongue, "I am Xulltyrr, high priestess of Eilistraee and keeper of Border Forest. I see that yall are in need of rest and possibly aid. I offer it on the condition that there is no trouble," directed to a few of the group. a short whistle escaped her lips and the soft sounds of moving people was heard, the light steps fading twords the direction Xulltyrr had came from, into the mist.
"if you do not wish to stay, then i will have someone escort you out to the road."
she turned her body and with a gester of her hand indicate they head twords her camp. Inrii's mind was attempting to figure out why the portal dropped them here instead of the city as programed. maybe it was a default in the portal? she looked to the group and began walking.
Main character: Inriiaynrae
Second Character: Ariali
Antagonist: Alya
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Antagonist: Alya
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(And return I shall... sorry for absence, fell behind, and fell behind more, and more.... finally took time to read through it all.)
Through it all, up to a point, Virgil could regard his struggles, against devils, evil Drow, rats, and so forth, just another day in his cursed life. Everything up to that point of being spoken for, and introductions made to this priestess, this, Xulltyrr. As the procession begins, leading toward the camp, some dread creeps into his mind, and heart. [i:3l16rkba]'No trouble?'[/i:3l16rkba] he thought, [i:3l16rkba]'But what if [b:3l16rkba]she[/b:3l16rkba] comes, or sends one of her agents? What if the people react to me as they do in all towns?'[/i:3l16rkba]
Unable to accept this generosity with a silent tongue, he shakes his head, pressing ahead of the rest of his group, moving up behind Xultyrr, [color=indigo:3l16rkba]"My Lady Priestess, I must speak for myself, on that I am torn, for I would greatly welcome the offered comforts, rare as they are in my life, but you ask for no troubles, and I do fear, in many a human city, my presence alone has oft been the cause of much unrest. Not for doing anything, but being who... and what I am. I will be forthright, I am a Warlock, and not at all by choice. If you can assure your people will not assail me for my unwanted fate, then I can promise no troubles within my control to prevent. Perhaps also, might I take my rest within your temple?" [/color:3l16rkba]Clearly the look in those strangely yellow, yet human eyes, give away there is a trouble he is not speaking of openly, for there is something that frightens him more than a lynching.
Through it all, up to a point, Virgil could regard his struggles, against devils, evil Drow, rats, and so forth, just another day in his cursed life. Everything up to that point of being spoken for, and introductions made to this priestess, this, Xulltyrr. As the procession begins, leading toward the camp, some dread creeps into his mind, and heart. [i:3l16rkba]'No trouble?'[/i:3l16rkba] he thought, [i:3l16rkba]'But what if [b:3l16rkba]she[/b:3l16rkba] comes, or sends one of her agents? What if the people react to me as they do in all towns?'[/i:3l16rkba]
Unable to accept this generosity with a silent tongue, he shakes his head, pressing ahead of the rest of his group, moving up behind Xultyrr, [color=indigo:3l16rkba]"My Lady Priestess, I must speak for myself, on that I am torn, for I would greatly welcome the offered comforts, rare as they are in my life, but you ask for no troubles, and I do fear, in many a human city, my presence alone has oft been the cause of much unrest. Not for doing anything, but being who... and what I am. I will be forthright, I am a Warlock, and not at all by choice. If you can assure your people will not assail me for my unwanted fate, then I can promise no troubles within my control to prevent. Perhaps also, might I take my rest within your temple?" [/color:3l16rkba]Clearly the look in those strangely yellow, yet human eyes, give away there is a trouble he is not speaking of openly, for there is something that frightens him more than a lynching.
Primary (Pheurazath AKA Kalkyril Ilindl)
Secondary (Virgil Stahne -- A repentant Warlock)
Other Secondary (Skrach -- A rogue, a rat, touched by the best)
Secondary (Virgil Stahne -- A repentant Warlock)
Other Secondary (Skrach -- A rogue, a rat, touched by the best)
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Inriiaynrae Jaelre
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((ooo i get to say it again...yay ur back!
hmmm last time i said that someone came back will it work again?))
((just in case, its cold and basically early winter and near dawn.))
Xultyrr turned to face the warlock nodding for the others to continue on. a fire could be smelt int he distance along with fresh roasting meat. it was chilly, the end of autumn. it would be snowing soon if they were to stay around much longer.
the priestess smiled to the human. she could read the troubling emotions and clearly some pain. she carefuly reached out an arm to him to place on his shoulders (if it does touch, feel warmth in a good way).
"it matters not what you are, who you were. what matters is the character now." she gave a warm smile to go with it. then leaning down she whispered to him, "you might not have noticed, but black skin and white hair is not often welcomed here among the surface neither," she said light heartedly jesting to give some calmness and some assurance to him.
"come with us and rest. here you and all who are here are safe with in the Maidan's Glade."
she urged him to follow (if hand on him, then with a soft tug).
those who made it to the camp, would see a cleared area among the trees. soft lush looking grass despite the coldness. in the midst was a fire with roasted deer. several bedrolls were all around on the grass as well as temporary shelters. hidden in the trees were small more permanent sheltars. the setting moon cast a soft glow around the glade. bit of silvers and golds were beginning to paint the sky. sapphire sparkles leaving for the morn to return the next night.
their were several out and about. a few by the fire chatting. those of the trees had now appeared bows still in hand. they were a mixed much. a few surface elves who had coated their skin a black substance, 2 half drow and a human, clearly ranger. eyes looked to the companions, as it got quiet among them.
finally a male drow got up and made way twords them. he was dressed in simple elven chain, tan trousers and a dark blue cloak. a sword similar to Xull's was sheathed on his belt. his stark white hair was cropped and styled (think puck rock like sorta). rose hued eyes scanning each of them before speaking.
"I supose you have met with Xull?" he asked keeping a cautious eye on some yet maintaining a calm and neutral composer. "i am Elkrar. consort to the lady. yall are in need of rest? the fire is warm, the food fresh and beds soft. Iulia can tend to any wounds."
he could also see the stained blood, weary and ragged, some dirty clothes. a female hurried over, this time a moon elf of raven colored hair, bright blue eyes and simple furred hide armor. her hands went for the pouch of herbs on her belt.
hmmm last time i said that someone came back will it work again?))
((just in case, its cold and basically early winter and near dawn.))
Xultyrr turned to face the warlock nodding for the others to continue on. a fire could be smelt int he distance along with fresh roasting meat. it was chilly, the end of autumn. it would be snowing soon if they were to stay around much longer.
the priestess smiled to the human. she could read the troubling emotions and clearly some pain. she carefuly reached out an arm to him to place on his shoulders (if it does touch, feel warmth in a good way).
"it matters not what you are, who you were. what matters is the character now." she gave a warm smile to go with it. then leaning down she whispered to him, "you might not have noticed, but black skin and white hair is not often welcomed here among the surface neither," she said light heartedly jesting to give some calmness and some assurance to him.
"come with us and rest. here you and all who are here are safe with in the Maidan's Glade."
she urged him to follow (if hand on him, then with a soft tug).
those who made it to the camp, would see a cleared area among the trees. soft lush looking grass despite the coldness. in the midst was a fire with roasted deer. several bedrolls were all around on the grass as well as temporary shelters. hidden in the trees were small more permanent sheltars. the setting moon cast a soft glow around the glade. bit of silvers and golds were beginning to paint the sky. sapphire sparkles leaving for the morn to return the next night.
their were several out and about. a few by the fire chatting. those of the trees had now appeared bows still in hand. they were a mixed much. a few surface elves who had coated their skin a black substance, 2 half drow and a human, clearly ranger. eyes looked to the companions, as it got quiet among them.
finally a male drow got up and made way twords them. he was dressed in simple elven chain, tan trousers and a dark blue cloak. a sword similar to Xull's was sheathed on his belt. his stark white hair was cropped and styled (think puck rock like sorta). rose hued eyes scanning each of them before speaking.
"I supose you have met with Xull?" he asked keeping a cautious eye on some yet maintaining a calm and neutral composer. "i am Elkrar. consort to the lady. yall are in need of rest? the fire is warm, the food fresh and beds soft. Iulia can tend to any wounds."
he could also see the stained blood, weary and ragged, some dirty clothes. a female hurried over, this time a moon elf of raven colored hair, bright blue eyes and simple furred hide armor. her hands went for the pouch of herbs on her belt.
Main character: Inriiaynrae
Second Character: Ariali
Antagonist: Alya
Second Character: Ariali
Antagonist: Alya
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Virgil, at the touch to his shoulder, did flinch, and almost pulled away, something about even that touch did frighten him at first, but a comforting warmth, one he could tell from experience, was not the seductive charms of the woman or her 'daughters' that so often toyed with him. Her jest brought forth a wry grin, for he had noticed that simple truth, and did muse in how alike his usual treatment among humans was toward Drow and tieflings. And so it was the guidance, even pulled along so close by the priestess was welcomed.
Within the camp, his wandering eyes found the ranger among his fellows, a surge of fear finding his heart anew, among Drow, Virgil's relative youth with white hair and yellow eyes, might not be seen as unnatural for a human, but another human, he was sure would have questions to ask... uncomfortable questions perhaps. Bu then there is another greeting him, and the others as well. His own wounds far from grievous, mostly thanks to his dark powers, he regards Elkrar with a weak smile, and a humble, soft-spoken, [color=indigo:2iltgla2]"Thank you."[/color:2iltgla2] Then finding a bit more of his voice, [color=indigo:2iltgla2]"I can only speak on my own behalf, as fate has cast me along with companions mostly unknown to me, I do wish I had known of such an accepting people many years hence, I have never known such hospitality as this. For all that you offer to us, I must ask, if there is among you a priest, or priestess, I may speak privately with, involving matters of the soul?"[/color:2iltgla2]
Something was still eating at him, he knew even just thinking about wanting to seek hope or refuge, was risking much. Not for any disregard of these people, but for hope's sake he would risk it. He could not believe the goodly gods could sit idly by forever, watching him struggle to save his soul.
Within the camp, his wandering eyes found the ranger among his fellows, a surge of fear finding his heart anew, among Drow, Virgil's relative youth with white hair and yellow eyes, might not be seen as unnatural for a human, but another human, he was sure would have questions to ask... uncomfortable questions perhaps. Bu then there is another greeting him, and the others as well. His own wounds far from grievous, mostly thanks to his dark powers, he regards Elkrar with a weak smile, and a humble, soft-spoken, [color=indigo:2iltgla2]"Thank you."[/color:2iltgla2] Then finding a bit more of his voice, [color=indigo:2iltgla2]"I can only speak on my own behalf, as fate has cast me along with companions mostly unknown to me, I do wish I had known of such an accepting people many years hence, I have never known such hospitality as this. For all that you offer to us, I must ask, if there is among you a priest, or priestess, I may speak privately with, involving matters of the soul?"[/color:2iltgla2]
Something was still eating at him, he knew even just thinking about wanting to seek hope or refuge, was risking much. Not for any disregard of these people, but for hope's sake he would risk it. He could not believe the goodly gods could sit idly by forever, watching him struggle to save his soul.
Primary (Pheurazath AKA Kalkyril Ilindl)
Secondary (Virgil Stahne -- A repentant Warlock)
Other Secondary (Skrach -- A rogue, a rat, touched by the best)
Secondary (Virgil Stahne -- A repentant Warlock)
Other Secondary (Skrach -- A rogue, a rat, touched by the best)
Watching the scene, he felt minimally comforted seeing rangers here. At least there was someone of similar work ethics as him. Well to some degree, then the new one greeted them he spoke." I can tend to my own wounds, whatever ones they maybe." He took the calculated risk of saying his name." My name is Zekafae, once part of the Rilynath house.. once known as the Dragon's bane, in a few areas and hunter sects. I am quite sure I've been given a few nick names which elude my ears for the time." He was mostly certain that aside from the scaled companions of theirs.. his name meant nothing. In that he was comforted.
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Stats added story still in works
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Twilight vampires are the vampire equivalent of Pluto...
Veraka followed Xultyrr back to her camp with Neriah and Aurora at his side; though he felt oddly out of place here, he had once served as a paladin to the Dark Maide, though, as he traveled more and more, it had become apparent to him that he was favored by the god of justice, Bahamut.
Aurora made it obvious that she was carrying an unconscious Elliat upon her back, to the healer.
Veraka spoke up: "My gratitude to you, Xulltyrr; long has it been since my friends and I have known rest in its entirety." Bowing low to the dark dancer, he then turned and made his way over to the fire, propping himself down near it and then starting to remove some of his battle-scathed armor.
Neriah came over and joined him, sitting rather close to the aasimar. Veraka noticed how her presence made some of the camps folks uneasy.
Neriah curled up into a ball, folding her knees into her body for warmth and then enfolding herself with her wings.
"You know; it's easier for your body to keep warm when you have someone to share body-heat with," Veraka said to the fey'ri, without looking up as he took off his adamantine chest-plate, along with his pauldrons, and bracers.
The aasimar then sat back, and leaned against a nearby log, using it as a rest, even as Neriah released herself from her balled up position and scooted over to Veraka, where she then snuggled up against him, curling into him as he wrapped an arm around her.
Aurora trotted on over to the two and plopped down near Veraka, using his legs as a head rest.
Aurora made it obvious that she was carrying an unconscious Elliat upon her back, to the healer.
Veraka spoke up: "My gratitude to you, Xulltyrr; long has it been since my friends and I have known rest in its entirety." Bowing low to the dark dancer, he then turned and made his way over to the fire, propping himself down near it and then starting to remove some of his battle-scathed armor.
Neriah came over and joined him, sitting rather close to the aasimar. Veraka noticed how her presence made some of the camps folks uneasy.
Neriah curled up into a ball, folding her knees into her body for warmth and then enfolding herself with her wings.
"You know; it's easier for your body to keep warm when you have someone to share body-heat with," Veraka said to the fey'ri, without looking up as he took off his adamantine chest-plate, along with his pauldrons, and bracers.
The aasimar then sat back, and leaned against a nearby log, using it as a rest, even as Neriah released herself from her balled up position and scooted over to Veraka, where she then snuggled up against him, curling into him as he wrapped an arm around her.
Aurora trotted on over to the two and plopped down near Veraka, using his legs as a head rest.
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Elkrar smiled a bit now after he saw his beloved return safely from the mist and head over to a spot on the grass.
"welcome Zekafae of many names," he jested to the ranger. then he turned to address the human, "many of the females are priestess, and a few of us males are priest of Lady Silverhair. tho Xull is the highest ranking and Keeper of this glade," he replied to Virgil's question.
Iulia hurried over to the unconscious male and helped him over to a bedroll near the fire. (if any wanna be healed, follow her). she looked to the drowess upon seeing the bloody and torn shirt.
"let me..." she started but was interrupted by Inrii, "I'm fine. it is mostly healed."
the priestess shrugged and turned her attention to others.
the two youngest sat whispering to each other. one staring at the red spawns in a mix of amazement and fear, the other staring of course to the scantly dressed demon elf with the very large warrior and wolf.
Inrii was a bit rather uncomfortable at the moment being around the camp. she tried to hide it, but the stares from the priestess didnt help. they knew somehow. yet they hadnt attacked her or even taken her prisoner.
finally she made her way over by the fire and sat down at a vacant spot opposite of Xull (if zek goes over by the fire, then she will sit next to him). she hoped to rest and regain her spells this time. the sorceress lifted up her arm to inspect the damage to her shirt. the wound had healed mostly up. but it did look worse than it was, dried blook caking the spidersilk. her wrist and ankles were still sore from the manacles. but the bruises and laseractions, and other physical injuries had all but disappeared thanks to Zazzt's ring. Zarstra poked her head out to feel the chilly morning air then decided to stay where it was warm. the light breeze that blew thru chilled some causing her to shiver as the fire warmed her front.
the priestess nodded to the paladin. Xull could see the group head to (where ever) as she was near the fire. many of the glade 'hunters' were heading off to rest while others were preparing to wake for the morning. the priestess was still puzzled and mentally considering the strange bunch. she was still suspicious about some of them. pulling out some dishes from a wooden box nearby, Xull began making some plates with the roasted venison.
((basically yall can relax, feel free to play an NPC as needed. but everyone should eat and rest somehow tween now and noon RP time.
if anyone has not replied at all by the time we leave camp, then it will be assumed you stayed behind at the camp and [b:3i58l8s5]will have to find a way to meet back up[/b:3i58l8s5] story wise instead of suddenly just appearing. i hate to make such a rule but it will be easier for everyone. but that gives yall quite a bit of time till then.))
"welcome Zekafae of many names," he jested to the ranger. then he turned to address the human, "many of the females are priestess, and a few of us males are priest of Lady Silverhair. tho Xull is the highest ranking and Keeper of this glade," he replied to Virgil's question.
Iulia hurried over to the unconscious male and helped him over to a bedroll near the fire. (if any wanna be healed, follow her). she looked to the drowess upon seeing the bloody and torn shirt.
"let me..." she started but was interrupted by Inrii, "I'm fine. it is mostly healed."
the priestess shrugged and turned her attention to others.
the two youngest sat whispering to each other. one staring at the red spawns in a mix of amazement and fear, the other staring of course to the scantly dressed demon elf with the very large warrior and wolf.
Inrii was a bit rather uncomfortable at the moment being around the camp. she tried to hide it, but the stares from the priestess didnt help. they knew somehow. yet they hadnt attacked her or even taken her prisoner.
finally she made her way over by the fire and sat down at a vacant spot opposite of Xull (if zek goes over by the fire, then she will sit next to him). she hoped to rest and regain her spells this time. the sorceress lifted up her arm to inspect the damage to her shirt. the wound had healed mostly up. but it did look worse than it was, dried blook caking the spidersilk. her wrist and ankles were still sore from the manacles. but the bruises and laseractions, and other physical injuries had all but disappeared thanks to Zazzt's ring. Zarstra poked her head out to feel the chilly morning air then decided to stay where it was warm. the light breeze that blew thru chilled some causing her to shiver as the fire warmed her front.
the priestess nodded to the paladin. Xull could see the group head to (where ever) as she was near the fire. many of the glade 'hunters' were heading off to rest while others were preparing to wake for the morning. the priestess was still puzzled and mentally considering the strange bunch. she was still suspicious about some of them. pulling out some dishes from a wooden box nearby, Xull began making some plates with the roasted venison.
((basically yall can relax, feel free to play an NPC as needed. but everyone should eat and rest somehow tween now and noon RP time.
if anyone has not replied at all by the time we leave camp, then it will be assumed you stayed behind at the camp and [b:3i58l8s5]will have to find a way to meet back up[/b:3i58l8s5] story wise instead of suddenly just appearing. i hate to make such a rule but it will be easier for everyone. but that gives yall quite a bit of time till then.))
Main character: Inriiaynrae
Second Character: Ariali
Antagonist: Alya
Second Character: Ariali
Antagonist: Alya
Looking to Elkrar he nodded" That's probably the best nickname I've heard in awhile..." He chuckled briefly. Eili meanwhile poked her head out finally, enjoying the warmth of the bags which she somehow managed to say safe, if not albeit irked at the movement. Slipping from her hiding spot she jumped down and curled up by the fire and looked at him' You know...' zek muttered" damnit Eili... do you ever stop? Go chase a rat or something..." He got the evil cat look' Not after those rats, so how's your shoulder.' "Fine." He'd move to sit by the fire near the annoying cat as if to keep her from getting into trouble. He however kept his armor on. The only sign to show he was mildly comfortable was he removed the bow and longsword which were laid across his lap. The black blade in it's insidious black scaled scabbard and the decorations in the bow and the horns had an almost eerie gleam to them. Almost as if the fire reflected off of the black dragon's eye. His eyes closed partially, which didn't help matters any. Eili knew the look, which she had to comment on" You enjoyed killing didn't you?" " Kind of." " Like a predator?" Zek narrowed his eyes" Quiet cat."
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Twilight vampires are the vampire equivalent of Pluto...
Stats added story still in works
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Twilight vampires are the vampire equivalent of Pluto...
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in the corner of her eye she spotted the fey'ri and aasimir 'getting' comfortable. her mind still did not like the idea of Neriah coming, as Inrii had promised to pay her back for the whole guild deal. she looked also over to the others getting comfortable or talking with others. but the group of travelers had rather grown. and getting everyone thru the desert? that would be a bit of a pain. maybe they would be able to find some desert mounts before that trek.the fire light revealed just how worn out she really was.
the sorceress, who'd gotten comfortable next to him, looked over to the ranger of his 'outburst' with some confusion.
"what's up?" she asked some concern in her voice.
the sorceress, who'd gotten comfortable next to him, looked over to the ranger of his 'outburst' with some confusion.
"what's up?" she asked some concern in her voice.
Main character: Inriiaynrae
Second Character: Ariali
Antagonist: Alya
Second Character: Ariali
Antagonist: Alya
Looking to her he shook his head slightly not saying anything for a moment." Eili commenting on how she hadn't seen me act like that in a long time. Predatory and malicious to a level that may disturb some drow." Eili looked to her' animalistic, primal he had one thing on his mind. Kill those that confronted him. He fights savagely when need be.' Zek watched the two of them before shaking his head slightly adjusting his position to get more comfortable.
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Practically cornered on all sides by a slough of goodly tree-loving humans and elves of seemingly every variety, the two redspawn, keep much to themselves. Nixue lost in some of his thoughts, and resigned to the situation, mostly follows Naien's lead for now.
She finding them observed with both curiosity [b:3n2u68xu]and[/b:3n2u68xu] fear, by children no less, seems to revel in that fear, grinning back at them, showing off those perfect rows of carnivorous pearly whites, and indeed fixing one boy with a glare that would declare to him in no uncertain terms, she'd eat him given the chance. Nixue doesn't quite pick up on this cue, but returns the curiosity at least. The fear he recognizes, but the other thing, the curiosity was alien to the younger Redspawn.
When offered comforts and healing, Naien is drawn back to present companions, and their generous hosts, the latter fixed with a glare of annoyance, [color=red:3n2u68xu]"Let us be honest with each other, you know what we are, and under whose banner we work. You are not pleased to have my son and I, in your sanctuary, but for the assurance of the Paladin and Honor Oath, that holds us bound from causing you trouble, we are... tolerated. Tell me honestly that I am wrong, and we both shall strive to understand why. Otherwise, we both need time to rest and recover spells."[/color:3n2u68xu]
She finding them observed with both curiosity [b:3n2u68xu]and[/b:3n2u68xu] fear, by children no less, seems to revel in that fear, grinning back at them, showing off those perfect rows of carnivorous pearly whites, and indeed fixing one boy with a glare that would declare to him in no uncertain terms, she'd eat him given the chance. Nixue doesn't quite pick up on this cue, but returns the curiosity at least. The fear he recognizes, but the other thing, the curiosity was alien to the younger Redspawn.
When offered comforts and healing, Naien is drawn back to present companions, and their generous hosts, the latter fixed with a glare of annoyance, [color=red:3n2u68xu]"Let us be honest with each other, you know what we are, and under whose banner we work. You are not pleased to have my son and I, in your sanctuary, but for the assurance of the Paladin and Honor Oath, that holds us bound from causing you trouble, we are... tolerated. Tell me honestly that I am wrong, and we both shall strive to understand why. Otherwise, we both need time to rest and recover spells."[/color:3n2u68xu]
Red Dragon: See how the elf writhes as it burns, Little Naien?
Young Naien: Oooooh! So beautiful, can I burn one?! PLEASSSSE?!
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Iulia had gotten the unconscious male settled. she looked him over, his own aura questionable and shady. a sad look was in her blue eyes. yet the idealist she was, she believed that even the evillest could find redemption. maybe it was because she never experienced the horrors of the drow cities that she had heard of? maybe because her people (moon elf) were generally goodly?
she heard the question from the redspawns, unsure how to begin. she looked to Xull who gave her a encouraging nod.
Standing up and wiping her hands on the fur of her hide armor she walked over to the two reds.
"I, am not generally one to speak of such things. i am normally just a healer." she breathed out and looked to the setting moon before continuing. "I cannot speak for all folks. but I think everyone can choose their ways, their destinies. they are not bound by family, linage. as for your question. I am weary, unsure what you can do, will do. but maybe this is your chance to prove otherwise. something was seen in you as well the others. that is why you were allowed here." she crossed her arms, yet a smile was in her naive eyes. the blue nearly twinkling in the light. she really hoped she had helped the them.
((maybe this works. cant think of how i wanna say it. but she believes in giving a chance, so its not just tolerated, at least by her.))
the boy saw the grin and jerked back then went back to his own business with the other. shortly after the priestess called them over.
"take these to our guest," she said handing them plates of rosted venison and wild potates. the boys did as she told going around to each to offer a plate of food. the one who's been staring at Neriah went over to her, and of course the large warrior first.
with a boyish smile and youth awkwardness, "here," he said, his eyes peeking periodically to the curled fey'ri.
the other boy neared the redspawn with a plate to them each.
((assuming Virgil is talking still. but they will come to the others soon. or yall can go and get something))
Inrii looked to the cat then back to Zek letting his a few more moments to process his internal thoughts.
"and?" not totally sure she understood at the moment. of course she was slightly jaded as she had been prisoner. "they should have died! had i been able to..." she paused to calm her nerves, breathing out slowly. she did want to help him, after all, she cared. why she wasnt sure still. and they had came for her, had rescued her. that had made a larger impact than she would have first believed.
"who cares what others think? what matters is your own, and maybe those who care....about, you," the latter spoken quicker so it would be hard to catch. she carefully and slowly moved an arm to out her hand on his shoulder. in her mind she heard, '[color=red:3l11fbzp]i see that[/color:3l11fbzp]', clearly coming from her pouch.
"what do you think?"
((red- telepathic communication; green- thoughts; blue- drow sign))
she heard the question from the redspawns, unsure how to begin. she looked to Xull who gave her a encouraging nod.
Standing up and wiping her hands on the fur of her hide armor she walked over to the two reds.
"I, am not generally one to speak of such things. i am normally just a healer." she breathed out and looked to the setting moon before continuing. "I cannot speak for all folks. but I think everyone can choose their ways, their destinies. they are not bound by family, linage. as for your question. I am weary, unsure what you can do, will do. but maybe this is your chance to prove otherwise. something was seen in you as well the others. that is why you were allowed here." she crossed her arms, yet a smile was in her naive eyes. the blue nearly twinkling in the light. she really hoped she had helped the them.
((maybe this works. cant think of how i wanna say it. but she believes in giving a chance, so its not just tolerated, at least by her.))
the boy saw the grin and jerked back then went back to his own business with the other. shortly after the priestess called them over.
"take these to our guest," she said handing them plates of rosted venison and wild potates. the boys did as she told going around to each to offer a plate of food. the one who's been staring at Neriah went over to her, and of course the large warrior first.
with a boyish smile and youth awkwardness, "here," he said, his eyes peeking periodically to the curled fey'ri.
the other boy neared the redspawn with a plate to them each.
((assuming Virgil is talking still. but they will come to the others soon. or yall can go and get something))
Inrii looked to the cat then back to Zek letting his a few more moments to process his internal thoughts.
"and?" not totally sure she understood at the moment. of course she was slightly jaded as she had been prisoner. "they should have died! had i been able to..." she paused to calm her nerves, breathing out slowly. she did want to help him, after all, she cared. why she wasnt sure still. and they had came for her, had rescued her. that had made a larger impact than she would have first believed.
"who cares what others think? what matters is your own, and maybe those who care....about, you," the latter spoken quicker so it would be hard to catch. she carefully and slowly moved an arm to out her hand on his shoulder. in her mind she heard, '[color=red:3l11fbzp]i see that[/color:3l11fbzp]', clearly coming from her pouch.
"what do you think?"
((red- telepathic communication; green- thoughts; blue- drow sign))
Main character: Inriiaynrae
Second Character: Ariali
Antagonist: Alya
Second Character: Ariali
Antagonist: Alya
Watching the scene and the reds he just shook his head before looking to her." They are not different from myself, at least mentally.. physically there's a difference." If one could see the movement of muscles beneath the hide they could see every muscle tense up as her arm moved to him. At night his reflexes were heightened, trusting no one he was on that edge of lashing out in reflex with someone having a blade at their throat. He refrained, after a fight like they went through it was clear he was still on the knife edge.
Shrugging slowly" Simple, unlike so many whom are here. I have witnessed first hand how the underdark opperates, I took lives freely on a whim. Where there was gold there was death. To me to kill something or someone had become as natural as breathing. One thing the Baelorn and myself have in common in age." Motioning to the reds" Chances are, I've probably seen the elder when they were a young drake. To amuse myself and an old dragon wizard I took the egg from a black and raised it. Last I knew it haunts the swamps and marsh I left it at. And it's done quite well for itself." Chuckling" I pity the adventurer who tries to get treasure from there. The drake must be.. I don't know.. nearing four thousand years now." Shrugging again he looked to her and patted her shoulder lightly." I know Inrii, you needn't say more." He offered her a slight smile." Point is, I'm about as predatory as our red company. Which makes me wonder about my sister's unusual gifts. She never had that level of ability.. Then again being this old little quirks would come sooner or later."
Shrugging slowly" Simple, unlike so many whom are here. I have witnessed first hand how the underdark opperates, I took lives freely on a whim. Where there was gold there was death. To me to kill something or someone had become as natural as breathing. One thing the Baelorn and myself have in common in age." Motioning to the reds" Chances are, I've probably seen the elder when they were a young drake. To amuse myself and an old dragon wizard I took the egg from a black and raised it. Last I knew it haunts the swamps and marsh I left it at. And it's done quite well for itself." Chuckling" I pity the adventurer who tries to get treasure from there. The drake must be.. I don't know.. nearing four thousand years now." Shrugging again he looked to her and patted her shoulder lightly." I know Inrii, you needn't say more." He offered her a slight smile." Point is, I'm about as predatory as our red company. Which makes me wonder about my sister's unusual gifts. She never had that level of ability.. Then again being this old little quirks would come sooner or later."
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