The Dark Moon RP v 1.1

[CinderSuru]

Suru humming to the moonlight folklore floated around the fire with Zyete " this old monk can dance on air " Suru observed as he spun her once then twice. Her long blue hair spiraled around her she had not had such fun in decades when the song was over she curtsied gracefully " thank-you Zyete what a joy that was " she said then sat beside Cinder and took the flute to her lips and the music that came forth was expertly played the sound both eloquent and haunting.

Cinder was watching Adain as she played her flute when Suru took her place she brought over the basket of bread and cheese her grandmother had transported from somewere she was not sure were. " Are you hungery " she said trying not to laugh.
" I will protect you from the rodants " she said looking around protectively. She cut a slice of cheese with her dagger and handed it to him then cleaned the blade with a larg leaf. " What do you have to drink in that bag " she asked as she sat close and kissed his cheek affectionatly. " The moon is full ussta 'chev m'ranndii Mielikki is restless " Cinder replyed to his comment and winked at him senuously.

[Adian Novar]

"Nothing beyond what we were able to collect here," Adian said. "Water. My supplies were left behind in Undermountain, so I just have what was available from what our host had in storage."

Alas they were not alone, and this was not a camping trip for pleasure. He put an arm around Cinder and handed her the waterskin. The violence, blood, and death from the failed holding action down there was still heavy on him. As good as it felt for Cinder to be at his side, it likely would be awhile before he felt particularly romantic again.

[CinderSuru]

Cinder could feel Adain's mind drift to his past campain as always he was troubled by the violences. She wanted to comfort him but it was not easy his deep compassion for the troubles in the word always made it difficult. " Adian you carry the weight of the world on you shoulders again. " She said holding him close to her. " Try to enjoy the moment your friends and the people who share your concerns you must learn to enjoy the world that you strive to protect " she wispered.
Cinder closed her eyes as she embraced him she prayed softly to herself asking the dark maid to comfort Adain she drew on the light from within them and emerced him with it and hoped.

[Adian Novar]

Adian didn't reply. Instead he rested his head against her shoulders and closed his eyes, trying to blot out the memories with the present.

It would be much later, after everyone else had gone to bed, that Adian finally got up and began to write. He tried to remain as quiet as possiblt to avoid disturbing the others. He was no bard, but he had the odd feeling that the least he owed those he'd fought beside was some sort of rememberance. A ballad to commemorae their last stand. He wouldn;t be able to rest until he at least started on it.

As he wrote the faces of the twenty-nine who had stood with him at the end...a mixed assortment of there ever was one...floated into his mind. The screams and calls for help as the last barrier was breached...

[i:2uh8kleq]"The legend lives on from the Promenade on down
Of the deep pit they call Undermountain.
The caves, it is said, never give up their dead
When the holes in the shadow come open.

With walls of thick stone protecting their home
the Sagtlin Xun-Krugen stood firmly.
That good fortress and crew was a formidable brew
When the red eyes of the blackness came early."[/i:2uh8kleq]

Rough...needed polish...but just putting it down seemed to lift a burden from his heart for a bit. The feeling of doing something to honor the lost was a balm on a recent wound.

[CinderSuru]

Cinder awoke to see Adain immersed in something he was writing on paper by the light of the fire she looked up at the sky trying to decide how soon the sun would be up. " Adain what are you doing did you get any sleep? " she asked. She moved closer standing behind him to see what he was writing. " what beautiful words " she said to him.
" What and appropriate way to honor your commrades who did not make it throw " She knelt down behind him gently rapped her arms around him and kissed his neck " I know you carry guilt your friends would not want you to do this let this go with your beautiful words. " she said heartenly.

[Biot-Savart]

Biot looks at Bhaern. "[color=#4000BF:3eslp28b]I don't care what we do with him, as long as we get rid of him.[/color:3eslp28b]"

Biot and Nix finished their food and grew tired. Nix looks around at the treetops. She sees a nice fork in the trees where the branches of the trees meet. She quickly climes up into the tree, and says an incantation. The vines growing in the trees starts to move and they form a big platform in the fork of the trees. Biot gathers their stuff, says goodnight to everybody, and swiftly climes the trees to where Nix was sitting on the platform high up in the trees. They make themselves comfortable, and Nix falls asleep.

Biot doesn't sleep, instead he stays awake ,keeping guard. Still very suspicious of the relationship between the prisoner and Zyeke. Wondering what strange hold thye prisoner has on Zyeke.

[Tarlyn]

Bryzyne keeps an open ear out for trouble, her mind reaching out to her shadow. [i:9xpn3i68]Stand guard this night and wake me if there is any trouble[/i:9xpn3i68] She remains near the fire until midnight when she finds a spot near a tree and unrolls her bedroll. She enters elvish reverie and sleeps for a few hours, rising at dawn.

[NathreeDe'Shezbron]

Zyeke let the rest of the group spend the night as they wished, falling into a light Reverie when he felt tired. However, before the monk rested he once again retied the bonds on the human captive. The monk left Reverie just as the sun was coming over the horizon, and after a quick glance towards the human, who slept soundly, and was in fact snoring a little, Zyeke stood up, and took a moment to shake the morning dew out of his hair. The monk stretched his muscles and joints, and seeing that everyone was asleep he was making his way out of the grove, when he saw Bryzyne stir from her slumber. Zyeke smiled and quietly walked to her, "Another early riser, it seems. Would you like to join me for morning excersize?"

[Tarlyn]

Bryzyne rises and stretches. Her shadow does the same, then sits in a cross legged position on the ground. "I usually do not exercise, but there is nothing wrong with a morning workout, so to speak." She follows the Monk and accompanies him in his workout. Her shadow observes, gesturing lewdly at the pair.

[Bhaern Quel]

Zyeke, As you approached four eyes watched you that you might not have sensed. With a dagger in hand rises as you near the camp. Mirshann also rises hissing.

((OOC: I can understand advancing time, but many are in play. They might or at least be waited for. ))

Biot and Nix well noted your nesting in the trees.

Adain and Cinder well noted the friendship between you, also learning a book is desired.

Bryzyne Even your shadow walking a guard was noted.

[Zarae Zyne Kilanatlar]

((not sure what to say/write right now))

Zilvtree fiddled with the magic earrings. They allowed her to to only need rest for an hour, so she would wait a bit before she settled down. She'd use this time to keep guard, as she figured most everyone else was, and just enjoy the darkness before the miserable sun. When the fire got low, she got up to stir it then return to her spot. when it was really late, she settled into elven reverie wrapped tightly with her prized piwafwi.

[Biot-Savart]

Biot and Nix wakes up the next morning to the sounds of vultures that have already started to feast on the corps of the dead bandit lying on the edge of the camp, the ground black of dried blood and flies buzzing around the body.

"[color=#4000BF:361fqy2d]That's why we should just leave the scum behind or kill them and get rid of them. Having a filthy corps like that close to the camp will only bring pest and disease.[/color:361fqy2d]" Biot mumbles to himself and Nix. Just the the corps starts to move...

"[color=#400080:361fqy2d]Look!!![/color:361fqy2d]" Nix screams.

[Adian Novar]

Adian didn't hesitate. He snatched up his sword and charged at the body as it clambered to its feet. Adian was very fast on his feet and his blessed sword hit before it could get any sort of balance. He ran the thing through as though it were made out of butter.

[Biot-Savart]

The walking corpse just looks down at the sword that impaled him and gives an evil grin, like the sword didn't even make a scratch.

Nix takes out an arrow, aims and fires a shot. The glowing arrow hitting the walking corpse in the eye. The corpse just stumbles back a bit and pulls the arrow out like it is nothing. Maggots start to ooze from the corpse's eye.

"[color=#4000BF:18w9bi9p]I think we must cut of its head, or so I have heard![/color:18w9bi9p]" Biot screams as Adain.

[CinderSuru]

Cinder quickly sat up from her dream state.
Hearing Nix'x screams and watched Biots attempt at shotting an arrow throw the now undead bandit.
Her mind slipped back into what she had just seen in what was more of a vision than a dream. She rushed to her new mount and leaped onto his back wheeling him around, she stared direcrly at Adain rage over took her. She disappeared racing throw the trees. The stage stopped in a circlular clearing among the trees.
Beautiful lights appeared dancing around the circle to a faint musical sound opening some kind of portal. Cinder dismounted and fell to her knees before her was a haunting figure of Eilistaree her beloved maid " My Lady " her head bowed low, love and calm over took her a tear fell from her water fulled eyes.