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elven maiden Earwen · 08-13-2003, 09:37 AM

The small company slowly drew near there camp. From the shadows they saw a man sitting on the ground. It too Rochil a couple of minutes to realize what he was doing. He’s eating our fish! Brytta and Rochil stepped warily into the light. He turned around and saw that Aldwulf and Liol stayed back in the shadows of the trees.

The stranger looked up at the two men. Neither Brytta, nor Rochil spoke as they stared at this man in front of them.

“Well met,” the man said, in a clear voice. Rochil stood still thinking of a good response but Aldwulf thought of one first.

“So you say” Aldwulf replied stepping into the light, “And who might it be that we are so well met by? Have you a name that we might know you by? And how come you to be sitting so comfortably in our camp, cooking our just caught fish?”

Rochil couldn’t help but smiling. Here was a small band of weary travels that stood with a stranger that was sitting, eating their fish, and the asked him who he was. Rochil inched forward a little bit to get a better look at the man. He couldn’t see much of him, as a weather-beaten cloak covered many of his features. His clothes were of dark colors and just as weather-beaten as his cloak. As Rochil looked upon the man he realized something. He was a ranger!

Rochil couldn’t believe how stupid he was being. He should have been able to take one look at the man and tell by his clothing that he was a ranger. As the man moved slightly, Rochil caught a sight of jet-black hair and keen green eyes. Rochil stepped closer to the man waiting for a response to Aldwulf’s question.

[ August 14, 2003: Message edited by: elven maiden Earwen ]

08-13-2003, 09:37 AM	#11
elven maiden Earwen Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: A world that never was and never will be Posts: 1,300	The small company slowly drew near there camp. From the shadows they saw a man sitting on the ground. It too Rochil a couple of minutes to realize what he was doing. He’s eating our fish! Brytta and Rochil stepped warily into the light. He turned around and saw that Aldwulf and Liol stayed back in the shadows of the trees. The stranger looked up at the two men. Neither Brytta, nor Rochil spoke as they stared at this man in front of them. “Well met,” the man said, in a clear voice. Rochil stood still thinking of a good response but Aldwulf thought of one first. “So you say” Aldwulf replied stepping into the light, “And who might it be that we are so well met by? Have you a name that we might know you by? And how come you to be sitting so comfortably in our camp, cooking our just caught fish?” Rochil couldn’t help but smiling. Here was a small band of weary travels that stood with a stranger that was sitting, eating their fish, and the asked him who he was. Rochil inched forward a little bit to get a better look at the man. He couldn’t see much of him, as a weather-beaten cloak covered many of his features. His clothes were of dark colors and just as weather-beaten as his cloak. As Rochil looked upon the man he realized something. He was a ranger! Rochil couldn’t believe how stupid he was being. He should have been able to take one look at the man and tell by his clothing that he was a ranger. As the man moved slightly, Rochil caught a sight of jet-black hair and keen green eyes. Rochil stepped closer to the man waiting for a response to Aldwulf’s question. [ August 14, 2003: Message edited by: elven maiden Earwen ] __________________ We pillage and plunder, we rifle and loot, Drink up me hearties, Yo Ho. the looniest site in the world!!!