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Kryssal · 10-31-2003, 01:14 AM

Drass was well rested and even ready for a short ride, which Lanaey provided. They rode around the town, checking on random things, not really looking for anything specific. At times they would ride fast, making the wind whip their hair back. At these times Lanaey might lean in toward Drass' neck so that they almost became one being in the ride.

After a time Lanaey brought Drass to a slow walk and finally a stop. They were at a house, burned and fallen. Unlivable. Nothing could directly be made out of the mess except some walls, a roof, and a bit of hearth. No people suffered in this house hopefully, but there was no guarantee.

Lanaey had started feeling more of a connection to this village, people and land. To see the house burned was as painful in her eyes as a small forest or lake being ruined beyond recognition.

The eld Elf quickly mounted and started back to Drass' temporary home.

~*~

"We could still track him. I doubt he went far," Gorath spoke as soon as they were out of Laurel's presence.

"No, I don't think he did; however, she only wants action if he shows again," Galain spoke of Laurel as he took out some dried meat and began chewing it, handing some to his younger brother.

"Laurel wants him."

Galain looked off toward the forest, squinting as if to see the hidden foe. "Yes."

~*~

Leena had almost forgotten about all the pain she had stored in her, but the hot tears flowed as soon as she was alone. At first she was shocked, then she remembered about Thagon. The priestess put her hands up to her face and silently shook in her grief.

After several minutes she straightened and wiped her face till all of the betraying tears were gone. Such loss of control would not do. Mentally she shut down the sadness and put it aside so that it could filter out.

Stretching a bit to get the blood flowing she headed out to find people to tell the meeting about, giving herself a task to focus on.

Soon, she approached someone she recognized from the journey to the village, but she couldn't remember the name that went with the face...

10-31-2003, 01:14 AM	#198
Kryssal Wight Join Date: Mar 2003 Location: I be one of those hick Utahns. Posts: 180	Drass was well rested and even ready for a short ride, which Lanaey provided. They rode around the town, checking on random things, not really looking for anything specific. At times they would ride fast, making the wind whip their hair back. At these times Lanaey might lean in toward Drass' neck so that they almost became one being in the ride. After a time Lanaey brought Drass to a slow walk and finally a stop. They were at a house, burned and fallen. Unlivable. Nothing could directly be made out of the mess except some walls, a roof, and a bit of hearth. No people suffered in this house hopefully, but there was no guarantee. Lanaey had started feeling more of a connection to this village, people and land. To see the house burned was as painful in her eyes as a small forest or lake being ruined beyond recognition. The eld Elf quickly mounted and started back to Drass' temporary home. ~~ "We could still track him. I doubt he went far," Gorath spoke as soon as they were out of Laurel's presence. "No, I don't think he did; however, she only wants action if he shows again," Galain spoke of Laurel as he took out some dried meat and began chewing it, handing some to his younger brother. "Laurel wants him." Galain looked off toward the forest, squinting as if to see the hidden foe. "Yes." ~~ Leena had almost forgotten about all the pain she had stored in her, but the hot tears flowed as soon as she was alone. At first she was shocked, then she remembered about Thagon. The priestess put her hands up to her face and silently shook in her grief. After several minutes she straightened and wiped her face till all of the betraying tears were gone. Such loss of control would not do. Mentally she shut down the sadness and put it aside so that it could filter out. Stretching a bit to get the blood flowing she headed out to find people to tell the meeting about, giving herself a task to focus on. Soon, she approached someone she recognized from the journey to the village, but she couldn't remember the name that went with the face...