The Shadows of Umbra RPG

[Brinniel]

Raye was not out for long.
She awoke, rubbing the side of her head where her old wound had reopened. Raye groaned. Why did she ever believe elves were any better than men?

The murderess looked over where Berethion lay. He was unconcious, but alive. Barely. What had she done? She wanted to run to the elf and tend to him, so much, but she couldn't. Not yet.
The murderess glanced at the troll creature the others were fighting. Oh, how Raye wanted that thing dead. Even if it meant helping the others. Perhaps if she did help them, they wouldn't know that all this was her fault. But Dimithil knew.
Raye looked up and saw him standing there watching the others. He had his sword drawn, ready to kill the murderess, but he no longer paid attention to her. He didn't even notice she was concious.

In a flash, Raye pulled Dimithil to the ground with her, his sword now in her hands. The elf stared at the murderess with surprise and rage.
"What do you think you're doing?" Raye shouted at him. "Won't you even bother to help your companions? Your own sister?"
The murderess did not wait for Dimithil's response. She pushed his sword back into his hands, then unsheathed her own. Then Raye turned and ran toward the troll creature.