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PROLOGUE:

Efresil looked around, jumping at the slightest sound. He ran his hand through his dark brown hair, sweeping aside the strands that fell in front of his dark green eyes. Footsteps nearby startled him, and he ducked down, concealing his presence behind the wall of a house that had fallen down, only two walls remaining upright. He heard low voices talking, and he strained to hear, but he could decipher nothing.

Once the voices moved on, Efresil made his move. With inhuman speed, he quickly sped down the street of the city, making his way to the exit of that accursed place. With a yelp he jumped back, a soldier had appeared in front of him. He drew his twin elven swords from either side of him, and attacked.

The soldier was well trained, and fought well, parrying Efresils attacks, and attacking himself with controlled fury when he got the chance. Then he made his mistake. He lifted his sword, intending to chop it down towards Armanasks neck. But in doing so, he left his stomach and torso unguarded. Armanask took the opportunity, and the next thing he knew the soldier was lying dead at his feet, a hole through his stomach.

Efresil received no more trouble during his escape. He ran out of the gates of the city. Freedom beckoned. He drew back his hood, revealing pointed ears. He stood and waited, for there were others that had attempted to escape with him. He had gone first, then at five minute intervals so did the others, all taking a different route. Altogether fifty of them were attempting to escape. He hid himself behind a spur of rocks, and wrapped his cloak more tightly around him, pulling the hood back up. Now the wait began.

REBELLION

Efresil waited patiently for the others to appear. He knew that it could take a long time, as their departure may have been delayed, or even stopped altogether, by soldiers. He shifted slightly, making himself more comfortable. He ground was hard, already frozen, frost had appeared, coating every surface, making the ground sparkle.  The full moon shone brightly, making the area as bright as day.

Efresil tensed as a figure dropped over the wall. Efresil quickly hid himself as the figure began to walk purposefully in his direction. He drew one of his twin blades, and lay in wait. If this was an enemy, they would wish they had never been born

Xerxus had been watching this elf for the last few hours.

The black shadow behind Efresil moved settling into a more comfortable place.

*Wraith sped along quickly. He passed from shadow to shadow in silence, observing everything. He quickly ducked behind a hedge as he heard 4 voices and they passed by without hesitation. He let out his breath silently and ran along. As he passed a corner though, he let down his guard and cut across a beam of light.

Wraith hears a yell and swears under his breath as he reaches for his dirk. He pulls it out and charges for the guard, the blue River Blade shining coldly in the dark. He stabs the guard and dodges nimbly out of the way of a sword. However he is caught in the downswing of the sword in the left arm. He yelps and knees the guard in the chest while muttering a few Elven words.

Ice coats the guard wrists, weighing them down. He grunts in surprise but Wraith's Blade catches him in the neck before he can recover. The sword clatters loudly on the ground but Wraith searches the soldier quickly and rushes off, back in the shadows.*

At the peak of the tallest mountain in the area, a white glow can be seen...when looked at closely, it resembles the form of a High Elf...as the people in local villages gazed in awe, a loud tumbling voice echoed down the mountain..it said "someone give me some bloody food, I aint ate for months!!!" The villagers were puzzled by his wise words, but before they had time to think upon what he meant the wise High Elf had lost his balance and came tumbling down the mountain..

Eriaeus was careful not to ingest any of the rum the boy had given him, but rather to cough it up and to stay in the shadows. He didn't want anyone to know too much about himself for now. With Revenge gone to gather firewood, Eriaeus took off his armour.
Damn, it's been too long since I last took this off.
He supplemented the simple bandages he had placed on his shoulder the day earlier with the new ones he had been given, but was careful to clean them of poison or spells first. He then fused the hole in his armour back together, and fixed the dents and scratches on the rest of it. Gingerly, Erunion replaced his armour back on himself, then took some food out of his pack and ate it.

Erunion sat in his corner of the cave, resting, having draped the fur skin over the now-sleeping youngling.
That boy has a serious alcohol problem. Bah, I'd better do something about it.
Making sure the whelp was asleep, Erunion grabbed his rum-bottle, poured out the rum and replaced it with a considerably weaker brand.
That should keep him from getting drunk until we reach this village of his.

[[ OOC : Of course you did Might  xD ]]

Revenge although not meaning too, slept for longer than he expected
He woke in the morning with Eriaeus on the rug in a doze
Revenge's chuckle awoke the Elf
" Ahh, couldnt not sleep ay"
Revenge packed up the rugs and things and slung it on his back
" Off we go now "
As the day passed they stopped in a light forest
There was some Uckle fruit on a branch
He picked two down and gave one to Eriaeus
" Its quiet sweet lad "
Revenge took a big bite and walked on
After a day of trecking they could see the village
The Village of Tanrok
" Ere we are " Revenge said in a now happier voice..
They trotted down the hillside into the village
Revenge took a swig of his flask
He looked at Eriaeus
" First stop ye old Tavern , then the Inn "
" What ya think lad ? "

After tumbling from the top of the mountain, Elfy stumbled back up onto his feet, recieving no help, due to the fact...he was in the middle of nowhere.The High Elf, started chanting a sacred encantation, a high pitched song could be heard all around...then he was gone...he appeared back at the top of the mountain twenty seconds later. This time he makes sure he does not tumble off the edge and once again echoes his voice down from the heavens saying "Give me food."

Slowly awakening from his slumber, Shezmu found himself in a strange new world... Trees were quite abundant, unlike on Carrothia which had been turned into a desolate wasteland due to the many battles that had been fought there... Slowly Shezmu started to walk towards the distant mountains, fainthly visible through the treetops ahead when he heard some kind of weird highpitched sound followed by a thunderous voice booming into his direction, saying he wanted food...

Shezmu slowly moved into the shadows of the trees fading away completely... carefully he looked around to see if there was anyone nearby and gripped his sword tight...surely this had to be some sort of god or perhaps another demon... who else would demand food from the people of this world in this matter, he himself has demanded much worse things when he was still on his beloved Carrothia...

Shezmu waited for a few hours, yet nothing more then a pack of white wolves passed by...Slowly he emerged from the shadows and figured he'd be better off if he himself had some food to get rid of this starving hunger he had been sensing... It was at that time when he spotted a few deer roaming the nearby pond and decided to head out and slaughter one of them...

[ OOC : Alban.. we have reached the city already... ]

As he was walking, Eriaeus remembered the night before;

Eriaeus' silent vigil that night was interrupted when a strange elf, probably a half-elf, came into the cave and told him and the youngling to come with him. But this was a small matter and he ignored it. Later in the night a demonic presence entered the cave and Eriaeus kept his eye on it for the rest of the night.
When the whelp finally woke up, Eriaeus stood up as well.

Now that they were in the town, Erunion left the whelp in the tavern and decided to walk over to the food stalls. Buying some food for himself that would keep, he went around town asking for word of the other members of his group...

Eriaeus entered the common room and ordered a glass of wine. Going from table to table, Eriaeus kept looking for news of his friends, but could hear none. Eventually, he went back to his room, set wards, took of his armour, placed his sword beside his bed, checked the room for traps and went to sleep, finally... He hadn't really slept in five days.

Sir Alban VII Report 4/3/2008 8:43:05 PM

[wtf?! your not meant to go TO the city, your running AWAY from the city! didnt you read the plot?!]

This is another city, were staying here for a while before moving on

[oh honestly. The whole bloody place is taken over by soldiers, we cant stay in other cities, they are just as bad as the rest. didnt you read?! they must journey into the mountains

................

We need to restart this]

[I dont know, everyone went mad. we are meant to meet up outside the city, then head into the mountains, as I have said in the OCC thread, [roleplay re-form] we need to restart and do it properly....

please...]

come on, it isnt hard to read the plot and figure out what you are meant to do. all cities, towns and villages are ovverun with soldiers I said in the plot.