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Carlas · 05-11-2003, 03:40 PM

Maika's post

Second Watch
Wren awoke late in the night, during Tareth’s watch. He sat against a tree,
glancing around at the surroundings every now and then. Wren sat up and brushed
her hair out of her face. Something had woken her and she wasn’t sure exactly
what it had been. Standing silently, she walked over to Tareth.

“I awoke and will not be able to go back to sleep. You only have a half hour to
go so I’ll just take over now, all right?” Tareth nodded sleepily, allowing
Wren to take his place early. The first hour went smoothly, with only the hoots
of hunting owls and the calls of nightingales breaking the silence of the night.
Then an unnatural sound reached Wren’s ears. They were footsteps, though very
silent ones. They crept ever nearer without showing any sign of the person or
thing that made them. The noblewoman's sword was still by her pack.

“Who’s there?” she whispered firmly to the night. Suddenly a figure emerged
before her, draped in what seemed like night itself. A cloak so black that it
looked as though it fell from the night sky was draped around its shoulders. A
cowl covered the head, so that none of the face was discernable...

Carlas' post

The hooded man walked towards the girl, his steps silent upon the dark earth. She stood up quickly, reaching down to take out her sword, but with a quick flash he grasped her hand and twisted it sharply, taking her sword from her side and tossing it to the ground a couple of yards away. She watched it as it fell to the ground and twisted her wrist out of his grip, rubbing it hard with her other hand as she backed up a little, her eyes still on her sword.

The man smiled under his hood, as he motioned for his men to step forward out of the darkness, one picking up the girl's sword and pulling it away. She ran towards the man with her sword, but was stopped by a large pain in her side as she was kicked in the ribs by the hooded man. She fell to the ground and looked up at him, her hair falling in her face. He smiled and snapped his fingers and all around him and the camp lights flickered into view.

"So," He said looking down at the girl. "Let us find this Rangar!" Then horns started to blow about the woods and a flurry of wild men ran into the camp.

05-11-2003, 03:40 PM	#84
Carlas Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Dec 2002 Location: Lost in the Fog of the Downs Posts: 359	Maika's post Second Watch Wren awoke late in the night, during Tareth’s watch. He sat against a tree, glancing around at the surroundings every now and then. Wren sat up and brushed her hair out of her face. Something had woken her and she wasn’t sure exactly what it had been. Standing silently, she walked over to Tareth. “I awoke and will not be able to go back to sleep. You only have a half hour to go so I’ll just take over now, all right?” Tareth nodded sleepily, allowing Wren to take his place early. The first hour went smoothly, with only the hoots of hunting owls and the calls of nightingales breaking the silence of the night. Then an unnatural sound reached Wren’s ears. They were footsteps, though very silent ones. They crept ever nearer without showing any sign of the person or thing that made them. The noblewoman's sword was still by her pack. “Who’s there?” she whispered firmly to the night. Suddenly a figure emerged before her, draped in what seemed like night itself. A cloak so black that it looked as though it fell from the night sky was draped around its shoulders. A cowl covered the head, so that none of the face was discernable... Carlas' post The hooded man walked towards the girl, his steps silent upon the dark earth. She stood up quickly, reaching down to take out her sword, but with a quick flash he grasped her hand and twisted it sharply, taking her sword from her side and tossing it to the ground a couple of yards away. She watched it as it fell to the ground and twisted her wrist out of his grip, rubbing it hard with her other hand as she backed up a little, her eyes still on her sword. The man smiled under his hood, as he motioned for his men to step forward out of the darkness, one picking up the girl's sword and pulling it away. She ran towards the man with her sword, but was stopped by a large pain in her side as she was kicked in the ribs by the hooded man. She fell to the ground and looked up at him, her hair falling in her face. He smiled and snapped his fingers and all around him and the camp lights flickered into view. "So," He said looking down at the girl. "Let us find this Rangar!" Then horns started to blow about the woods and a flurry of wild men ran into the camp. __________________ 七転八起...