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Nerindel · 07-23-2003, 08:50 AM

Zasfal still walked bound to the back of the cart he stumbled many times and complained constantly, more because it annoyed Sammael than anything else. He had expected this, no that's not true he had expected much worse, infact when Rahvin had entered his tent he had his weapons drawn in readiness, but the surprise at seeing Rahvin and not Ghurdan had caused him to lower his guard and Rahvin easily over powered him.

Zasfal watched his captains back as he walk ahead of them, his eyes narrowed as he squinted against the bright light of the sun reflecting of the desert floor, it looked to most that Zasfal drew malicious looks towards his captain, but infact Zasfal was puzzling over Ghurdans apparent leniency. Most who had wronged Ghurdan were not around to tell of it, yet both he and Sammael were to live, he could only assume that Ghurdan had been ordered not to kill them.

As he turned back to facing the back of the cart he saw Thorgom watching him, Zasfal regarded him with a questioning eye, he was thankful to the large warrior for the spray of water that had relieved his thirst earlier, second hand though it was. Though they were supposed to be receiving water, the warrior woman, Essenia seemed content to keep them waiting for it.

"So Thorgom are all the warriors of the tribes a like to you, or are you unique to your people ? He croaked, there was nothing but genuine interest in his voice. As they drew nearer their destination, Zasfal wondered what sort of resistance they would face and who better to ask than one who may have been there! he thought to himself.

As he asked Thorgom the question he saw that other were also was interested to hear what the tribes man had to say, both Sammael and Essenia turned to listen.

[ July 23, 2003: Message edited by: Nerindel ]

07-23-2003, 08:50 AM	#114
Nerindel Spirited Weaver of Fates Join Date: Apr 2003 Location: In an endless sea of dreams! Posts: 827	Zasfal still walked bound to the back of the cart he stumbled many times and complained constantly, more because it annoyed Sammael than anything else. He had expected this, no that's not true he had expected much worse, infact when Rahvin had entered his tent he had his weapons drawn in readiness, but the surprise at seeing Rahvin and not Ghurdan had caused him to lower his guard and Rahvin easily over powered him. Zasfal watched his captains back as he walk ahead of them, his eyes narrowed as he squinted against the bright light of the sun reflecting of the desert floor, it looked to most that Zasfal drew malicious looks towards his captain, but infact Zasfal was puzzling over Ghurdans apparent leniency. Most who had wronged Ghurdan were not around to tell of it, yet both he and Sammael were to live, he could only assume that Ghurdan had been ordered not to kill them. As he turned back to facing the back of the cart he saw Thorgom watching him, Zasfal regarded him with a questioning eye, he was thankful to the large warrior for the spray of water that had relieved his thirst earlier, second hand though it was. Though they were supposed to be receiving water, the warrior woman, Essenia seemed content to keep them waiting for it. "So Thorgom are all the warriors of the tribes a like to you, or are you unique to your people ? He croaked, there was nothing but genuine interest in his voice. As they drew nearer their destination, Zasfal wondered what sort of resistance they would face and who better to ask than one who may have been there! he thought to himself. As he asked Thorgom the question he saw that other were also was interested to hear what the tribes man had to say, both Sammael and Essenia turned to listen. [ July 23, 2003: Message edited by: Nerindel ] __________________ "Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone you may still exist, but you have ceased to live" ~ Mark Twain.