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Sophia the Thunder Mistress · 05-16-2003, 02:26 PM

Calimir wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve, as the last of the wild men fell to the ground. Glancing around quickly he noted that Rave and Rangar seemed to be alright, though there was still no sign of Turthol or Wren. He wiped his knife on the grass, then reclaimed two others from the bodies on the ground. Calimir breathed heavily, trying to calm himself after the exertion and fear.

Glancing up at Rave he said "Shall we go back, then?" Her face twisted with concern that Wren and Turthol might still be in danger. He pressed his lips together. He judged that wherever Wren was, Turthol seemed more than capable of protecting her. Rangar seemed to agree as the three of them set out for the camp.

On arriving back they were met by Enien, her usually calm face alight with relief. "Calimir, my friend, they are all right! They have returned!" Calimir smiled at her, but he was weary. Going to his horse he leaned his face on it's neck and listened as Rangar and the others discussed what to do next. Bregand was still not quite himself, and with reason. Calimir looked with sympathy at the boy, and walked over to sit beside him.

"So, what obstacles will our road lead us through next?" he asked a smile creeping onto his face. "And may I sometime have a look at your maps?"

05-16-2003, 02:26 PM	#11
Sophia the Thunder Mistress Scent of Simbelmynë Join Date: Apr 2002 Location: Aboard Highwind, bound for Traverse Town Posts: 1,780	Calimir wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve, as the last of the wild men fell to the ground. Glancing around quickly he noted that Rave and Rangar seemed to be alright, though there was still no sign of Turthol or Wren. He wiped his knife on the grass, then reclaimed two others from the bodies on the ground. Calimir breathed heavily, trying to calm himself after the exertion and fear. Glancing up at Rave he said "Shall we go back, then?" Her face twisted with concern that Wren and Turthol might still be in danger. He pressed his lips together. He judged that wherever Wren was, Turthol seemed more than capable of protecting her. Rangar seemed to agree as the three of them set out for the camp. On arriving back they were met by Enien, her usually calm face alight with relief. "Calimir, my friend, they are all right! They have returned!" Calimir smiled at her, but he was weary. Going to his horse he leaned his face on it's neck and listened as Rangar and the others discussed what to do next. Bregand was still not quite himself, and with reason. Calimir looked with sympathy at the boy, and walked over to sit beside him. "So, what obstacles will our road lead us through next?" he asked a smile creeping onto his face. "And may I sometime have a look at your maps?" __________________ The seasons fall like silver swords, the years rush ever onward; and soon I sail, to leave this world, these lands where I have wander'd. O Elbereth! O Queen who dwells beyond the Western Seas, spare me yet a little time 'ere white ships come for me!