The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum - View Single Post

Helkahothion · 01-20-2003, 02:14 PM

Aragilath was circling the room awaiting the return of Fernion. It was about a week since the trespasser came into his service and he heard more and more about his sister. Altough the trespasser tried to keep as much information about her hidden, he knew more than tolled. She was a determent woman and would sertainly come for her brother. That was not going to be a problem, but the group that she would be traveling with could be one. He never liked trespassers and the mere sight of them can lay his judging to a person. This new one was different tough. Different than the girl his patrole group faced 5 years ago. She was a furousious warrior and had a terrible personalety. She killed his friend. And if he met up with her he was going to punch her lights out.........
*********************************************
Fernion walked for a while and was beginning to get tired. He and his stupid walks. Aragilath said that he would be hearing more of this and so he got. Three day's ago he was called to Aragilath and he still remembered his words.

"You like walks outside and I can't blam you for that. You are still partly an Elf so you like nature. However, if you did not make that walk, the trespasser never found our realm. So thanks to you he will spend his life in a place that he doesn't like. I have heard about his sister and I am shure that she will come to get him. You can continue your walks. But not for fun. You will take the same route, only this time not alone. It will become a new patrol area. I don't know for how long. But until the sister is captured, you will patrol that route. I think she will come with a companion and I have a sudden feeling that "she" is coming back. If you see her, try to capture her. But only if you can take her from behind. If you face her head on, kill her."

Fernion walked on until he saw something moving behind a rock. As he walked closer, he saw that it was alive.

"Oh no, a wolv. Thinks just keep getting better and better," He muttered.

He decided to kill it, because it had not yet noticed the group. He gave his equipment to a companion and only took his knife with him. He sneaked over to the beast and saw that the wolve watching in the direction of the home. Walking around the wolve with a large curve he reached his back. He lifted his hand and was about to strike the beast down. But for some reason the wolve turned. Fernion's strike missed the wolve's head and strocke him in the flank. The wolve, damaged by the knife ran of in the other direction and bumped over Fernion in his way.

A feeling crept over Fernion that this was no ordenary wolve. It was not traveling in a group. It had a master and that master was here. He rushed back to the group, grabbed his equipment and ran towords the direction in wich the wolve had ran.

Following his trail he found the master of the wolve. But as he looked closer, he saw that she was not alone. "She" was with him. He remembered the words from Aragilath.

"If you see her, try to capture her. But only if you can take her from behind. If you face her head on, kill her."

He took his bow out of his quiver and staged an arrow on the string. Drawing it back slowly, he aimed at her head, going for a direct kill. Damned was his bad aim. The arrow flew away, but missed her head with only a hairlength. She stood up and drew her sword. The other one rushed away. The other one went of.

"Must be getting reinforcements." He said to the others.

As "she" drew her sword, two wolves came standing next to her. Fernion now noticed that one of the wolves had a two wounds on her flank. He rushed towords "her", but she went away in the same direction as the other one had. They rushed afther the girl and followed her into the night. Fernion could now see the group that she traveled with. He could see a woman that reminded him of the trespasser. As they approached them the group ran for it. They persued them for some short time, but then "she" turned around and charched the group. Many of his companion's did not reccond that they would be attacked. She slashed them without any guildt. Her dagger killed many good elves and her sword was cutting. Oh how Fernion hated this woman. But her anger ans stupid pride led her slashing into the middle of the group. She killed another one, but Fernion would not allow her killng spree to go on much longer. He had a chanse of taking her captive. He janked out his sword and knocked her on the head as hard as he could. The woman dropped at the firsth strike. By this time the others reiched the group. But Fernion did not want to spill more blood.

"Wait!!" He shouted. "Here me. We nightelves wish nobody no harm. We just want to be left alone. Will you not come quitely so that we can end this killing?" He asked kindy as intended.

A woman stepped forward.

[ January 20, 2003: Message edited by: Helkahothion ]
________
DIGITAL VAPORIZER

01-20-2003, 02:14 PM	#65
Helkahothion Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Oct 2002 Location: The inside of Legolas' lungs Posts: 1,005	Aragilath was circling the room awaiting the return of Fernion. It was about a week since the trespasser came into his service and he heard more and more about his sister. Altough the trespasser tried to keep as much information about her hidden, he knew more than tolled. She was a determent woman and would sertainly come for her brother. That was not going to be a problem, but the group that she would be traveling with could be one. He never liked trespassers and the mere sight of them can lay his judging to a person. This new one was different tough. Different than the girl his patrole group faced 5 years ago. She was a furousious warrior and had a terrible personalety. She killed his friend. And if he met up with her he was going to punch her lights out......... ********************************************* Fernion walked for a while and was beginning to get tired. He and his stupid walks. Aragilath said that he would be hearing more of this and so he got. Three day's ago he was called to Aragilath and he still remembered his words. "You like walks outside and I can't blam you for that. You are still partly an Elf so you like nature. However, if you did not make that walk, the trespasser never found our realm. So thanks to you he will spend his life in a place that he doesn't like. I have heard about his sister and I am shure that she will come to get him. You can continue your walks. But not for fun. You will take the same route, only this time not alone. It will become a new patrol area. I don't know for how long. But until the sister is captured, you will patrol that route. I think she will come with a companion and I have a sudden feeling that "she" is coming back. If you see her, try to capture her. But only if you can take her from behind. If you face her head on, kill her." Fernion walked on until he saw something moving behind a rock. As he walked closer, he saw that it was alive. "Oh no, a wolv. Thinks just keep getting better and better," He muttered. He decided to kill it, because it had not yet noticed the group. He gave his equipment to a companion and only took his knife with him. He sneaked over to the beast and saw that the wolve watching in the direction of the home. Walking around the wolve with a large curve he reached his back. He lifted his hand and was about to strike the beast down. But for some reason the wolve turned. Fernion's strike missed the wolve's head and strocke him in the flank. The wolve, damaged by the knife ran of in the other direction and bumped over Fernion in his way. A feeling crept over Fernion that this was no ordenary wolve. It was not traveling in a group. It had a master and that master was here. He rushed back to the group, grabbed his equipment and ran towords the direction in wich the wolve had ran. Following his trail he found the master of the wolve. But as he looked closer, he saw that she was not alone. "She" was with him. He remembered the words from Aragilath. "If you see her, try to capture her. But only if you can take her from behind. If you face her head on, kill her." He took his bow out of his quiver and staged an arrow on the string. Drawing it back slowly, he aimed at her head, going for a direct kill. Damned was his bad aim. The arrow flew away, but missed her head with only a hairlength. She stood up and drew her sword. The other one rushed away. The other one went of. "Must be getting reinforcements." He said to the others. As "she" drew her sword, two wolves came standing next to her. Fernion now noticed that one of the wolves had a two wounds on her flank. He rushed towords "her", but she went away in the same direction as the other one had. They rushed afther the girl and followed her into the night. Fernion could now see the group that she traveled with. He could see a woman that reminded him of the trespasser. As they approached them the group ran for it. They persued them for some short time, but then "she" turned around and charched the group. Many of his companion's did not reccond that they would be attacked. She slashed them without any guildt. Her dagger killed many good elves and her sword was cutting. Oh how Fernion hated this woman. But her anger ans stupid pride led her slashing into the middle of the group. She killed another one, but Fernion would not allow her killng spree to go on much longer. He had a chanse of taking her captive. He janked out his sword and knocked her on the head as hard as he could. The woman dropped at the firsth strike. By this time the others reiched the group. But Fernion did not want to spill more blood. "Wait!!" He shouted. "Here me. We nightelves wish nobody no harm. We just want to be left alone. Will you not come quitely so that we can end this killing?" He asked kindy as intended. A woman stepped forward. [ January 20, 2003: Message edited by: Helkahothion ] ________ DIGITAL VAPORIZER Last edited by Helkahothion; 03-07-2011 at 03:35 AM.