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Posted by: 3Ravens 13-Sep-2003, 11:24 PM
Background- This thred was moved from new member forum 'cause it really doesn't belong there.
The story thus far...Highlander Castle is on a crag, with crenulations, several towers, and pennants flowing in the breeze. It has a large banquet hall with an ox sized fireplace at one end. The floor of the banquet hall is strewn with rushes and sweet herbs. There are Irish wolfhounds in residence, but NO doggie bones in the rushes. (Not sanitary, y'know.)
And since this is a magic castle, it has been bespelled so there are no fleas, mosquitos, blackflys, or midges on premises!
As we move through the halls we pass Queen Catronia, as mistress of the kitchen, discussing the menu for the next banquet with King Paul. We look out a window and see Princess Vicky on her way to the stables. Highlander Castle is famed for it's herd of miniature horses.
We continue onward....I wonder what the rest of the castle looks like?

Posted by: 3Ravens 15-Sep-2003, 06:43 AM
Hello...
I'm Josie 3Ravens, I'm a herbwitch, and part of the Healers Guild here at Highlander Castle. I'm fairly new here myself, and not familiar with all the people and areas of the castle yet.
I know there are others here whose voices are part of the tale. Please, feel free to talk about yourself and what you do here, and describe the parts of the castle you know about.

Posted by: Catriona 15-Sep-2003, 07:19 AM
I'm really not into RPGs.... but for the look of your Highland Castle, this site might give you some ideas! biggrin.gif

http://www.rampantscotland.com/castles/blcastles_index.htm

Click on the name of any castle and there should be a photograph available.
I noticed that one of the most wonderful castles Eilean Donan, is not there!

Posted by: MDF3530 15-Sep-2003, 04:19 PM
(imagine a male with a thick Scottish brogue)

'Alo mate!

Me name's Mike F., Brewer of Potions and Fine Spirits. You'll most likely find me tendin' the bar, pourin' whatever fancies you, or brewing up potions for various uses. I'm a big football (soccer) and baseball fan, so you'll most often see Celtic or the Chicago White Sox on the telly in my wing.

Posted by: Catriona 16-Sep-2003, 01:47 AM
Err, just in the interests of authenticity, Mike.... no Scot would say 'elo Mate'.... Mate is an English expression, seldom used in Scotland biggrin.gif A real Scot would say (remember to roll the 'rrrrs' HULLORERR (hello, there!)

Posted by: MDF3530 16-Sep-2003, 04:22 PM
BTW, I switched the midi file for my profile to something more appropriate for this RPG. Check It out!

Posted by: Macerca 06-Nov-2003, 05:31 PM
Macerca's the name and bladesmithing the game, want a sword, dirk, sgean dubh,
anything having to do with steel and fire. Royal06.gif

Posted by: oldraven 06-Nov-2003, 09:07 PM
Good evening. My name is Labban, but around here I'm known as oldraven. It works. I guess you could call me a librarian, but it goes much farther than that.

I started out at the castle as a bard, barely fifteen. My love for the written word planted the seed of knowledge and within a few years I was spending all of my days reading every tome and scroll I could get my hands on. All the while playing for the court every eve. Eventually I began aiding the keeper of historic records here a Highlander Castle, where my responsibilities have grown to the complete management of the Mystic arts section. That's about as much as I need to delve into that topic.

I live in the north east wing of the castle on the second level, next to the Master Smith, Macerca. The man reeks of metallurgy, but has a wonderful taste for music and fine spirits, which leads to much time spent in fellowship in the Castle cellar with the Cellarer Master Mike.

Posted by: oldraven 07-Nov-2003, 12:12 PM
*yawn* the morning hours are the worst. Everyone dragging their feet, no singing, no laughing, not even smiles for the passerby.

Dorain, the old records keeper, has been sick for a few days, so now I'm stuck with all of the work in the castle library. It's the worst when there's no one to talk to. You think libraries are quiet? Try stopping by some time in the late morning when only one records keeper is about. Please.

Just me, a flagon of warm apple cider, and scores of silent scrolls. Will the excitement never end? rolleyes.gif

"Well, if it isn't oldraven. Tell me, why do they call you that? You can't be a day over 28." It's Squire Freybor. What an arse.

"I really wouldn't know. Is there something I can help you with?" *and I'm 24, you ninny*

"Lord Rinel has sent me for some scroll." He pulls out a scrap of sheepskin with markings crudely etched on it. "The...Fee..Feh..uuum"

"Let me see it. 'The Fetirin Atlas'. Doesn't his Lordship have the Naskit Atlas out already?"

*shrug*

"Alright. I will be just a moment. Please wait here." I was better off bored and alone.

Let's see. Farnor's Bluff, Fatima, Ah! Fetirin Atlas. Hmh. What's this doing here? Loch Innis Codex? This should be with the Religious works.

"Here you go. Please remind his Lordship that he has the Naskit Atlas as well, and he should return it before he forgets he's got it." That should stir the pot a bit.

Loch Innis Codex..... This is a new one. Actually, it looks anchient, but I've never heard of such a thing. hmh. Something to read. Excellent.

Posted by: 3Ravens 07-Nov-2003, 09:04 PM
*Taps diffidently at the door*
"Hello? Labban? I'm Josie 3Ravens....there's an infestation of firedrakes in Corrin Forrest, and several forresters have been singed. Do you have any of the more ancient herbals here in the library? The ones we have in Healer Hall are newer and have nothing about firedrake burn cures in them. I don't think there have been firedrakes this near the castle in a hundred years!"
"Oh, and would you have a map of the castle? It took forever to find my way here! You would think that after being here for a half a year I'd be able to find my way around. I swear some of these corridors are moving....
At least when you end up in the kitchen instead of the library, Catriona will give you scones! Would you like some?"

Posted by: oldraven 07-Nov-2003, 10:40 PM
heh. Moving corridors. I wouldn't be surprised.........

*clears throat*

Anyway..... Ah yes. Firedrake. I was just about to head to the mistrel's galley to prepare. We'll stop by the Library on the way. If I could just have a moment I have to gather a few things.

As far as a map to the castly goes. I've got one. And only one. It's pretty extensive, so copying would take months. You can come by to look at it anytime you want though. That is if you can find the library. wink.gif The best way to know the place is to wander around, or get a guide for a few days.

Firedrake. How many did you say there were?

Posted by: oldraven 11-Nov-2003, 12:58 PM
"Firedrake, firedrake......" *strokes his beard perplexingly* "We haven't had a firedrake in three generations. I've yet to see one, myself."

"Here we go. The Lords of Everquest Mystic Creatures Resource.

Found most usually in the Deserts or Ro or in the smoking cauldrons of the Lavastorm Mountains, fire drakes are hot-tempered and highly territorial creatures. Not seen as frequently as their frost drake kin, daring hunters have sometimes found them bathing in pools of fresh lava.

Hmh. He's a long way from home. The nearest volcano with a current lava flow is over in Dunhorn, on the south-eastern peninsula. According to this it would have taken him a solid four days flying to get here. He didn't just happen here, he was summoned. No sword will be of use here. You're going to have to call on the mystics."

"I wonder, have the attacks been concentrated? Does there appear to be a specific target? It may help determine who is behind it."

Posted by: Aaediwen 11-Nov-2003, 02:55 PM
Hello, and welcome/ Oldraven's work in the library is amiable isn't it. I spend a fair amount of time there myself. I should introduce myself; I'm Aaediwen, scribe and scholar. I'm not originally from here, but I was travelling through one day and his lordship offered me a place to stay. With the library so conveniant and well stocked, combined with the frequent visits of travellers, I have found little reason to continue my travels of late. Perhaps once warmer weather returns I'll journey some, and see what else I can find. I can imagine myself comming back and hanging around here though =)

Posted by: oldraven 11-Nov-2003, 03:16 PM
"Ah, Aaediwen, my good man. Good to see you about. I've been going mad in here staring at the walls; talking to the ghosts. I've been in need of a good visit."

Aaediwen. Deffinately a learned man. A traveler, or drifter, if you preffer. He's been a great resource to me. It's one thing to read of far off lands, but quite another to hear it from the mouth of one who's seen them.

"I do envy you and your lack of roots. Able to pick up and lead off an another adventure whenever the weather suits, or the whim strikes. Any idea where you'll be headed this time?"

Posted by: Aaediwen 14-Nov-2003, 06:17 PM
Probably off to the western lands. I've heard rumors of an ancient culture surviving there. Want to go see what I can see.

Posted by: Highlander 15-Nov-2003, 11:03 PM
Hello there, I am the Highlander from Skye, I came to the Castle to get out of the weather. I now wonder the walls in protection to those with-in, a place I have never entered and probably never will. I roam the walls and sleep in the keep, and olde but vigilant Highlander in need of a good strong sword, and an even stronger drink. wink.gif

Posted by: Aaediwen 15-Nov-2003, 11:40 PM
I feel confidant, Highlander, that you would not be turned away if you chose to enter the walls you walk. I know that I wasn't.

Posted by: Highlander 16-Nov-2003, 01:20 PM
It would be nice, to be inside all warm and toasty, but alas it is not our way, a Highlander must be outside where the Gods intended us to be, and I Angus have no intention of dis-obeying the Gods. But perhaps ye can have some strong whiskey sent out to help warm my old bones up, I thank ye.

Posted by: Richard Bercot 16-Nov-2003, 03:40 PM
Hello there, my name is Richard, I carry the Coat of the Bear. I myself am a Guardian, protector of the People. I am a Quite one but I hear and know of all things going on. I trust no stranger to the People. I would give my Life to Protect them. Royal05.gif

Posted by: Aaediwen 16-Nov-2003, 06:28 PM
someone get a pint of whisky out to that man in the kilt =) beer_mug.gif beer_mug.gif

cheers.gif

Posted by: Richard Bercot 16-Nov-2003, 06:32 PM
Thank you No Aaediwen, I am on duty presently. Maybe later.

Posted by: Aaediwen 16-Nov-2003, 07:38 PM
I'll keep some ready for both of you.

Posted by: Liriel 17-Nov-2003, 09:07 AM
I am Liriel. I am a ranger from a far land. I seek one to continue my training. I wish to seek permission to enter the castle. The weather in this land is tolerable but I would like to be warm and have a good meal.

Posted by: Richard Bercot 17-Nov-2003, 10:45 AM
Hello Liriel, the Ranger, Pease step in and wait here. Other than Warmth and Food, Do you have other Business here?

Posted by: oldraven 17-Nov-2003, 11:11 AM
"Guard, open those doors. Can't you see we've got guests? Two of them. THREE!! That man's been pacing the castle walls for days now. Come in, come in."

Hmm. The big one doesn't seem to want entrance. "I could send some food. Or a wine skin? If you'd prefer something warm, I've got some cider mulling in the minstrels galley. It's got a fine blend with Master Mike's best Scotch. It'll warm the body and soul."

Interesting. As a minstrel, I'd have been shrugged off by the guard. Seems working in the library has earned me some extra pull around here.

"Good God. You two are soaked to the bone. No, I'm not the host, but it seems as though the man who should be doing this is off somewhere getting drunk as usual. You're lucky I passed by when I did. They don't often open the doors at this hour. Actually, the guards are usually nodding once the sun goes down."

Hah. A nervous twitch. That should keep him on his toes for the rest of the evening.

"Wait here for a while. I'll find someone who can fetch you a meal and some dry clothes. We're friends to all here, and share our table with friends and strangers alike."

Posted by: Liriel Do'Urden 17-Nov-2003, 11:39 AM
Thank you kind sirs. I have been travelling a very long time. Could you point me in the direction of the ranger guild or a teacher that could continue my training?

Liriel

Posted by: oldraven 17-Nov-2003, 11:54 AM
A Rangers Guild? You folk are few and far between in these parts. I think there are a few Rangers around, but I can't point you out to any in particular. Perhaps another here could help you out.

Posted by: Richard Bercot 17-Nov-2003, 11:59 AM
Maybe I could be of assistance.

Would you feel better if we come over to this room so we could sit and you can warm youself.

Maybe we could talk in there.

Posted by: Highlander 17-Nov-2003, 04:31 PM
Make it 2 and is this the FireDrake I have been hearing wispers about?

firedrake - a creature of Teutonic mythology; usually represented as breathing fire and having a reptilian body and sometimes wings.

A Ranger and a Highlander, I would say that this castle is well protected, now where the scotch? This Highlanders parched. Especially if we be to do battle with the mystic dragons. Would someone send the Bladesmith to see me, my olde claymore is in dire need... sad.gif

Posted by: oldraven 17-Nov-2003, 04:42 PM
If you plan to fight a Firedrake with a Claymore, it's going to take more than a Smith. Take your sword, after it's been repaired, to the Cleric for a blessing. And then perhaps to a Mystic. I don't doubt your valor, my good man, but it takes more than cold steel bo pierce the hide of a Firedrake.

Here's a Flagon of Hot Whiskey Cider. Made with the best Scotch in the Northern Reaches.

Posted by: Highlander 17-Nov-2003, 04:44 PM
What is happening here? We are under threat of attack from unknown intruders and the gates are being thrown wide open to anyone that approches them. Other than the Ranger and I, be there no one to guard the gates? We can protect from outside but nay from with-in... Where's that darn bladesmith? wacko.gif wacko.gif

Posted by: oldraven 17-Nov-2003, 04:51 PM
Perhaps you could say, I'm a good judge of Character. wink.gif Is there any reason I shouldn't trust you? Speak now, for I'd like to now.

I, as do most here at Highlander Castle, don't live my life for fear; rather for hospitality, and fellowship. Our enemies are few, if at all, and the best way to know who they are, is to have them right under your nose. Or should I say thumb? If you've got reason for hosility, stand before me and show it. That's what I say. If you lock the doors, they'll just come in the back way, where we won't see them coming.

Posted by: oldraven 17-Nov-2003, 04:58 PM
* * * * *
I've been reading the Loch Innis Codex for a few days. If any of you have tried to read one of these things, you'd know just how confusing they can be. Not really a tale, not really a creed. It's more of a key to something most often forgotten about over the generations. This would be one of those forgotten codes.

I have to say that for the first few books, the pattern of the codex was fully hidden from me. It just seemed to be the random prattling of some scribe. It wasn't until I found myself whistling while I read that I saw the code. As I hummed my tune, it took on it's own melody, nothing that I had heard or sang before. Then the connection became clear. This isn't just a language codex, it's a bardic codex.

And not just a music book either. There doesn?t appear to be any real songs in here but for a few full pieces I noticed in the last section of the tome. No, it?s more a guide to writing or understanding the music. There?s more to this than meets the eye. Things are far from making much sense, but I am getting closer. I know there?s a reason for such an elaborate and extensive account of simple music making. It?ll take a while, but I?ll see the answer before long.

This tome has breathed new life into the tired man I?ve become. Perhaps the name itself is making me old.

* * * * *

Posted by: Macerca 17-Nov-2003, 07:25 PM
Highlander

A sword you want is it? I have just the thing, a real beauty, it?s a wonder it is to behold, 512 layers of an unearthly metal that this world has ner seen.

It started two winters ago I was returning from the southern regions traveling at night, when my eyes beheld a strange glow coming from the east, I looked up just in time to see a fireball falling from the sky, just before it struck the ground the thing split apart, and from what I could tell, the light given was green and the other part was blue. I followed the path that it took and to my wonder there in the ground were the two pieces, I stayed just long enough to let them cool then picked them up and tried to place them in my sack but they seem to repel each other, so one I placed in the sack and the other I placed on my travois.
When I returned I started to work on the metal from the sky, ner in my days of stoking the forge have I ever had to have so hot a fire, the heat was so intense that my apprentice passed out from exhaustion, but never the less on I toiled, it was strange but the way that I judged the temperature was correct was that the two pieces of metal just seemed to jump back together, then came the forging and drawing out of the metal, every time I returned the metal to the fire you could here strange sounds coming from the forge, I hammered and twisted until I had 512 layers of this sky stone, then came the quenching, it took all the brine solution in my tank, almost as if it was drinking it up. Finally I was finished, or so I thought, I set the new sword down and fell asleep from utter exhaustion, late that night I awoke by a strange sound, the sword seemed to be buzzing I just shook it off as a dream, but one thing that I noticed in my dream was that it had greenish-blue glow.

The next morning I retrieved a special piece of oak that one of the forest people had given me, with great care I hollowed out the center and placed it on the sword for the handle, now all I needed was a piece of leather to wrap it with, it was just then that my apprentice came to me and reminded me of the shard of dragon skin that a knight had traded me so long ago. Then came the testing I found out that it would cleanly slice through a large timber like it was butter, then I tried it on some old armor and it too was cleanly split in two, funny thing was when it touched the metal of the armor, the buzzing and the glow intensified.

Just then one of the forest people suddenly appeared out of the forest and asked me to come out to him, he was a small kinda feller, white hair and pointed ears, still can?t get over those ears, oh well he told me that I had made something special that would be used in the fight of the darkness to come, and that I should name it Dragonstrike.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 18-Nov-2003, 01:35 AM
A'shante... I am Angel Whitefang more lovingly reffered to as Rider. I am the Keeper of the Dragons.....yes Dragons, Dragons of every shape, size and breed. I live in the dungeon of Highlander Castle. I am disturbed less by being down here far from the rest of the world. I come when I am needed. Nemarth is the Queen Dragon of the Larger which reside in the cliffs and hillsides surrounding the castle. Don't be frighted when you see a tiny Dragon clinging to my ear, That is Rahshah he is the Masterof the smaller ones. I am never without him. If you should see small dragons fliting around the castle don't be alarmed they are simply saying hello to you. They know you can be trusted if you don't ever see one...*shrugs*. I do not Control them persay.........I hold the Title of High Dragon Master, They do as I request. If you should be of knowledge or are just curious about me and my Dragons or the Dragon Magick Ask oldraven or Aaediwin how to get to me. OldRaven holds the only map to the castle.

" Yes yes Rahshah, I'm going. I have heard Nemarths request to come to the forest, apparently there have been people who have recieved Dragon Burn"

*grabbing my healing bag & flipping my cape around me I set off for the forest village to do some healing and to find the menace*

Posted by: oldraven 18-Nov-2003, 10:46 AM
I think it's about time I started scribing that map. There's obviously a need for it of late. So many newcomers that I'll expect to see a few lost souls roaming the corridors.

Posted by: Aaediwen 18-Nov-2003, 04:31 PM
Might be a good idea =)

Posted by: Highlander 19-Nov-2003, 12:17 AM
Macerca, I would mightily love to hold that fine sounding sword, would you mind bringing it out to me, for as you know I step with-in no walls, for if I do it would be the death of my, according to the bard of our clan...

Posted by: Liriel Do'Urden 19-Nov-2003, 01:29 PM
I have heard of these firedrakes. They are revered in my land. Some are used to pass messages back and forth between clans.

My bow and sword are always available to those in need. I will defend the castle against any who have evil intentions.

I seek a lone ranger in the mountains. Some have said that he is dark at night and hair as white as snow. If you should hear of this one, please let me know.

Liriel

Posted by: oldraven 19-Nov-2003, 01:54 PM
*lays out a parchment and picks up the quill*

Lady Rider,

Could we call upon you to assist us with the Firedrake? He's been hiding in a cave in the mountains, coming out every so often to wreak havoc on the small villages nearby.

If you have the power of persuasion with these creatures, perhpas you could find out where the master would be. Never have I heard of a dragon of this breed be outright violent, without instigation. And to travel so far, he must be under some sort of hex.

Highlander, with Dragonstrike, would be a match for the Drake, but if there is a way to end this without bloodshed, and uncover our true enemy, by all means help us out.

Sincerely, and hopefuly in your debt
Labban.


*seals with wax and gives it to the messenger boy*

"By all means, be quick about it. No dawdling with the chaimbermaids this time." Catching a look of panick in the boys face. "Yes, I thought so. Here's a copper for your mother. Tell her the eggs are the best in the Northern Reaches."

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 19-Nov-2003, 04:48 PM
*levitates up the stair well to the top Dungeon door*
*setting down on the top flag stone I reach out for the door. It is opened before I can open it my self a young man stands before me, bows and hands me a message scroll*

Thank you....what is your name again?
*looks at the young man, seeing that he is shaking I smile gently*

Relax young one, they will not hurt you.

*looking down I notice the seal of Labban, Opening it quickly I read silently*

QUOTE

Lady Rider,

Could we call upon you to assist us with the Firedrake? He's been hiding in a cave in the mountains, coming out every so often to wreak havoc on the small villages nearby.

If you have the power of persuasion with these creatures, perhpas you could find out where the master would be. Never have I heard of a dragon of this breed be outright violent, without instigation. And to travel so far, he must be under some sort of hex.

Highlander, with Dragonstrike, would be a match for the Drake, but if there is a way to end this without bloodshed, and uncover our true enemy, by all means help us out.

Sincerely, and hopefuly in your debt
Labban.



*Looks up at the boy*
A FireDrake? Hmmm I see
*Hands him a Gold Coin* Thank you son, now be on your way.

*claps my hands together and disappears*



*Appears standing before Labban*

Labban, I will help as I can. I must heal the wounded first, Then I shall go to the Drake. This makes no sense why he would be so far away from his own realm.


Posted by: Macerca 19-Nov-2003, 04:51 PM
Highlander
It would be an honor to come out and meet with you, as well I understand, your postistion. Only meet with me in the grove of oaks down in the glen, then you shall behold Dragonstrike and begin to understand why the forest people put such hope in this weapon from the stars. At that time I shall tell you and only you what the Seelie Court and the underground realm of the Tuatha revealed to me about the sword, mayhaps if we are lucky we might even entertain a visit from Gloren the head of the Tuatha, for there is so much more that needs to be revealed about Dragonstrike.

Posted by: oldraven 21-Nov-2003, 04:33 PM
Damn. This floor plan is much more detailed than I could have ever imagined. And there seem to be great sections of solid rock all throughout the castle, at least three men wide in places. What poor use of space. Whoever the architect was, he was surely a fool.

Posted by: Macerca 21-Nov-2003, 05:31 PM
Labban

Have you seen the Highlander? I received a note from him stating that he would like to see Dragonsrtike, I had set up a meeting down in the glen where the Nemeton or the sacred grove of oaks stand.

I went there this morning and have been waiting most of the day, perhaps he has been called away on urgent matters.

Posted by: Aaediwen 21-Nov-2003, 06:27 PM
*staggers into the room, tired from walking*

Ahhh, a roof! Been out and about the last few days trying to find out more about the firedrakes. It seems that in a town called Brisan, a few days journey to the west of here, they are hunting the firedrakes for sport. According to tales I encountered, the likeness of firedrake talons, scales, or teeth are common symbols of one's social position.


*pulls a parchment from his cloak*

Labban, what do you make of this?

*rolls the parchmant out on the table, covered in a strange text. The characters of which began burning as the parchment unrolled, yet the parchment was not consumed*

A fellow I met gave this to me when he heard I was inquiring of the firedrakes, said he got it on a visit to Brisan earlier this year. The text appears to be some strange dialect, but it's the characters themselves which got my attention. Don't read it near anything flammable.

Posted by: oldraven 21-Nov-2003, 10:13 PM
Strange. The Highlander seemed extremelly interested in Dragonstrike. He showed me his current blade, and it's in a sad state of afairs. I don't imagine it's got many more blows in it, so I can't imagine him leading off on an adventure. Perhaps he saw some shady characters and decided to find out more of them. He's a good fellow, that one.

Actually, from what I hear of that grove, there's a good chance he's become the victim of some trickster. You know as well as I do that the creatures that live in that wood are nothing if not mischievious. I can't imagine he'd have given up a chance to lay his hand on that sword, my good man. And he's not a man to just disapear. He practicaly swore his oath to these old walls.


note.gif *hums a little tune* note.gif

............. wait............. Can you take me to this grove?

Posted by: Macerca 21-Nov-2003, 10:40 PM
Why yes of course. In fact, we might even meet up with an old friend of mine while there, now as to the mischievious nature, when you are dealing with the Tuatha, things can get quite interesting to say the least, but I have a special affinity for that old grove, not many of them left.

We can go whenever you are ready.

Posted by: oldraven 21-Nov-2003, 11:10 PM
Bloody Barbarians, I say. Killing a noble creature for sport. For prize. They should know the repercussions of such an act. Their games will end soon, and not for the good of their people.

This scroll is indeed strange. GOOD GOD!! *singes his hair* Best be careful to lean back when reading this. I'm not familiar with the exact dialect. Sintot, perhaps? Noraton?

Could you leave this with me? I'd like to bring this out to Rider. Her familiarity with Draconian kind may help unlock this script.

*grabs Aaed's arm at the elbow with both hands, as Aaediwen does the same in return*

You are a great friend to the people, no matter where your feet take you, and I thank you for that my friend. If you have no other business, perhaps you would follow me to the front. Any helping hand is welcome to these people in need. Master Smith, Macerca and I have a previous engagement in a nearby grove, as to the disapearance of our lonely Highlander. Your deductive nature may help there as well. I must gather a few things first. If you decide to join us, we'll be meeting in the tavern at first light.

Good day, and may the spirits guide you.

Posted by: Macerca 21-Nov-2003, 11:54 PM
Labban
It?s good to see you.

As you know, the day that I had finished the sword and was out testing it Raawin one of the forest people had just touched on the power that the sword holds, and that was over two winters ago.

Many a time I thought to strap it on but I knew the great sword was not made for me, Raawin had instructed me to tell no one, but that one day, one would come and then I would know the time.

Labban I believe that the time has come to reveal what I have been told??.. wait listen can you hear that? a twig, (snap), just then Raawin steps from the shadows of the great live oaks, lifts his hand across his chest in the familiar Tuatha greeting.

Macerca, good to see you again, I felt I had to come to meet with you.

Labban, greetings, from the Tuatha, and yes I know your name, my name is Raawin, and sorry Macerca, Gloren will not be able to join with us to day, but we should have a very special visitor to come meet with us.

Now Labban, Macerca, I will tell each of you the powers of the sword, in that to heft the sword in anger will bring you ill fortune, there is a difference between battle rage and anger I am sure as experienced as you both are knows that.

Master Labban I request that what you here and see today that you record this for the future.

This is a sword like you have never seen or held ?..then from off in the distance a mighty sound of wings, it draws closer and closer, until it is a roar, then a huge shadow passes over, then a dragon lands not more than 20 yards away.

Posted by: Highlander 22-Nov-2003, 12:18 AM
The Highlander walks quietly into the Glen for his meeting with Macerca, but alas there is no one to be found, as he looks further he spies a hag tying tree limbs together in such a shape as he never saw before. He calls out to the hag, "who thy be, and why ye here?" She replies, Highlander, I have been waiting for you, for I know of you from the olde, and why your truly here. You have come to see the great sword, and with it avenge the killings of your King and Clan... The Highlander bellows, WHAT KNOWS YE OF ME AND MINE, OLD HAG? Come closer brave Highlander, or perhaps I should call you by name? QUIET HAG, OR LOOSE YE HEAD, never is my name to be spoken again until the reunion of the Clans and King. Highlander edged closer as a strange mist envelopes them, and then there was emptiness in the Glen...

Posted by: oldraven 22-Nov-2003, 01:16 AM
It is my great honour to meet with you here, Master Raawin. *Labban bows graciously to the strange man, lowering his eyes to show trust*

Just then a great wind came about them, and a shadow covered the earth about them. What devilry is this? Then a Dragon lands near them in the clearing and bellows a fierce cry. Plumes of searing fire lept from it's great mouth. It's tongue glowing as an ember, and cold grey eyes dead as the stones at its feet.

It sat there for a moment, staring at them, each in turn. None of the three companions could move, either for fear or some other enchantment. As if confused, or detached, it simply regarded the trio without comprehension.

What is it doing? whispered Macerca.

At that the beast sat straight up and recoiled it's head. Smoke seething from its nostrils and a glow in it's belly, as of a crock pot left to long on the fire.

It's going to kill us, that's what. GET COVER!!

Labban dove behind a rock, just as the creature concentrated its calm ferocity at the screaming man. This gave Macerca chance to dive out of harms way over a ditch by a nearby stream. As Labban straightened himself, he noticed that Raawin had disapeared.

The air was alight. Heat so unbearable. He choked with every gasp of the inferno, and promptly lost conciousness.


((OOC Nice, seems to be getting a point now))

Posted by: Highlander 22-Nov-2003, 01:30 AM
Out of the flames and disappearing mist comes the Highlander, sword drawn daring the fire breather to attack, he has sworn to protect, and that he will do until the end - The dragon turn away from his prey and spies the Highlander- Is this the end of the Highlander, it is up to Macera now with his magic sword, if only the Highlander can get to Macera and the sword, the dragon attacks, fire - smoke - ash, is everywhere, but the Highlander is gone! Gone? No, he is next to Macera, the Highlander looks down and says,"come Macera, there is battle to be done, it is time to fulfill our destinies", Macera looks up in understanding, and says???? gunsmilie.gif

Posted by: oldraven 22-Nov-2003, 02:16 AM
The pain........ GAAAUUGH!!! The burning. HEEEEEEEEELP

Labban sit's up with a start. His head reels and he blacks out. Not in sleep, but without sight. His skin feels taught and thin. Something has happened. Something horrible. Where was he? Why couldn't he see?

Calm yourself, Labban. Fussing will only make this more difficult. It was Raawin, that little woodland man. Tuatha, they are called. I really don't know much about them, but know they are trustworthy.

What's happened to me? Where have you taken me? CAN YOU STOP THE PAIN?

Yes. I can. To an extent. The pain will subside, and you will be restored. I'm afraid you will always cary this with you however. As for your whereabouts, I've removed you from the mortal plain to this place. The Faerie realm. You can rest here and recover without fear. Said the Tuatha in a hushed and mournful voice. Such care.

Can you tell me how I............ The Firedrake!!! MACERCA!! What of my friend? Has the Dragon taken him too? The scene was back in full detail.

Macerca will be fine. I have seen it. He will walk away from this battle. Sadly, the Dragon will not. As for you, there has been an unexpected turn of events. Raawin let out a mournful sigh. There was hesitation in his voice. Even in the blackness, he could sense the look of dread on his anchient face. The scroll you carried with you to the grove. It was not just any scroll. A truely unfortunate chance that you carried it with you to the wood. It would seem that the Drake's fire had seered the sheep skin parchment to your skin. It's been bonded to you.

Could this really be happening? Then a realisation came upon Labban. He raised his hand up to his cheast. As the elder said, there seemed to be skin as thick and rough as hide. He then continued up toward his face. Raawin?......... The little man grabbed him by the wrist to stop him. Just as he felt something wet meander down his cheek, the old one let out one last sigh of defeat and loosened his grip.

What Labban found beneath his fingertips was horrifying.

He cried long and loud.

Posted by: Highlander 22-Nov-2003, 02:37 AM
The Highlander whos blood now boils with the thought once again of battle, lets out a cry that curdles Maceras blood, "Cumbrich Bas Ailpein" Maceras now realizes who the Highlander truly is, and how the the magic sword belongs to this man this HIGHLANDER, but how? He died many years ago? But Macera know that he will never tell the Highlanders secret, without his leave...

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 22-Nov-2003, 05:29 AM
*Riders head comes up quickly she feels the presence of the dragon near, Her mind spins as there is loss of touch with Labban. Stopping mid-stream of the healing spell she is casting over a young child, her heart pounds as she hears the scream of the Fire Drake. Immediatly she calls on Nemarth and the Dragons which she guards for their assistance*

~Nemarth, I am of need of you~

*within seconds Nemarth appears her hard down stokes causing dust and dirt to fly around. Quickly Rider run and Mounts her Great Dragon*

~what can you tell me of this Dragon? Asks Rider~

Nemarth replies ~ His name is Shoran, he is under a spell by whom I have not that knowledge. He is on a mission to destroy a scroll that would give you power over the FireDrakes.~

~ Take me to him and do it now, for I canna feel Labban any longer. I feel pain some one has been hurt by this dragon. We canna allow this to go on. If it does the humans will try to distroy you all!~

*Nemarth glints between planes, arriving a halfs tic after Shorans breath & anger subsides. Landing carefull out of his reach, Nemarth lowers herself so Rider may dismount. Rider stand peside Nemarth and Calls the Dragon by name*

SHORAN!..I CALL YOU SHORAN !!!

*turning his large head Shoran looks at Rider*

~What do you want Dragon Master?~ inquires Shoran. His anger building again.


*Nemarth Raises her head and Bugles loudly. Her call brings down a circle of dragons which surround Shoran and Rider*


~I wish to inquire why you are here and why you are harming those of this land.~

~BEGON WITH YOU WITCH!~

**rearing his head back Shoran releases a long stream of fire aimed directly at Rider**


((OOC: More tomorrow))





Posted by: Macerca 22-Nov-2003, 10:20 AM
Meanwhile back in the glen whith Highlander and Macerca dodging the flame of this lesser dragon, with nothing but destruction on it's mind, Raawin and Labban gone to who knows where, the fire seems to come from everywhere and all at once, is this the end, is there no escape.

Just then Rider appears with her group of dragons, ands confronts Shoran, as it wears on Shoran rears his head back and releases a long strem of flame at Rider and her group, as the flame reaches her it divides in a split tongue of fire and harmlessly encircles them, which enrages Shoran even more as he rears back for another go, everyone in the glen notices something in the sky, a speck that seems to be coming their way, it grows larger and larger until it is noticed that this is another dragon but twice as large as any of the other dragons.

This new dragon circles overhead and calls out a challenge to Shoran, with a mighty leap Shoran is airborne, and meets this new challenge, wings fold and the large dragon seems to fall out of the sky, in an instant he is level with Shoran, and just that quick it is over, Shoran is engulfed in fireball like no one has ever seen, nothing but a burning hulk falls to earth.

The large dragon circles and lands before the assembled group,Raawin and Labban appears in a puff of smoke, Raawin walks over to the dragon and greets him like they were brothers, then motions for us to join them,
As we walk up to the dragon he starts moving his mouth and a sound of clicks, hisses and a cross between a howl and a growl comes forth. We just stand there not knowing what to do. Raawin walks over to me and says Macerca come here and unsheathe the sword, I told him that I didn?t really think that this dragon was here to give us any trouble, yep no trouble and I had already started to move away just in case, for this was no ordinary dragon, it was one of the largest I had ever seen, nope it was the largest I had seen, as I started to move away, I turned to look at the Highlander and by God he just stood there looking the dragon right in the eye, Raawin muttered something and I was frozen try as I might I couldnae move, then he pointed his fingers at me and twiddled them and spun me right around, try as I might nothing would work until I was face to face with the dragon, he twiddled his fingers again an the sword came out of its scabbard by itself and just hung in the air right in front of me, then as if that was not bad enough, my arm started to rise, hand opening reaching, reaching for the sword, and grabbing it by the hilt, as soon as my hand touched the sword I was my self again, but I felt differently, something was different.

Hello Macerca my name is Draconis Brightwing, and I have been watching you for quite some time ( a startled look on my face), do you remember the night you found the stones? It was my flame that split the stone in two and since then we have been connected, you are able to communicate with me by the power of the sword, no doubt you noticed something happening the first time you tested but had not held it long enough for it to remain,

Ahhh I see you have met some of my kin, ( another startled look?) What do you mean great sir, I have never met a dragon.

Your handle is wrapped with the skin of my kin.

No great sire tis not of my doing, I traded a blade for it from a knight many years ago, he thought it was his job to rid the earth from dragons, such as yourself, I mean, not that you are bad, or , or??

Yes I know Macerca there were some of my kind that was a bit unruly, turning his head and looking at the still smoking carcass of Shoran, but that has been taken care of, then turning back and talking to the group.That knight has since gone from us?.. may he journey well.
Now on to the sword, little did you realize that when you joined those certain parts to the sword that you had created something that was no mere accident, the metal from heaven split by my own fire, the royal oak from this very Nemeton or this sacred grove and of course the skin of my kin. This sword holds much power, one that it binds you to everything and everything to you, you have already tasted of this power and wanted to keep it for yourself, but the good heart that beats within you knew that it was not right. From this day you and the bearer of the blade will be able to commune with those of the animal kingdom, but as time goes on you will notice that since you are not in constant contact with the blade that you will not be able to commune as easy, you will have to work at it, whenever you need me I will come.

To the bearer of the sword he will find that he has an ally in the whole Earth, Animals, and Birds
Creatures of the sea, and the dragons and myself not that we will be his subjects but more of allies.

The sword bearer shall withstand every foe so long as his heart is pure in his quest.

In the ages to come the sword will come to be called by many different names, but I am partial to Dragonstrike, yes I like that name.

Now let me go and talk privately with the Highlander.

Highlander first let me say that when we have finished here you need to go and learn a few things from Rider she is a special ally to us and in our hearts, she knows secrets of our kind, and that would wind up being a very lengthy lesson, and she has her ways, she would make a worthy ally.

Posted by: oldraven 22-Nov-2003, 01:39 PM
Labban's sight was returned, and he witnessed the demise of the Dragon that gave him his fresh scars. Raawin, why have you brought me back? I do not wish to see these people.... or them to see me. Take be back to the other place. I cannot bear it. Labban was distraught and quite confused. He was a librarian; a scholar. He was a minstrel. None of this happens to minstrels. Their life is to be lowly, but quiet.

Fear not, brave soul. I took you at the moment of attack. You're injuries did not happen in this world. I told you that you would be restored, and that you have. But if ever you return to the Faerie realm your wounds will show themselves again. As for the scars, you have none. Not that anyone can see, that is. But I warn you. Do not stand to close to a fire, or you're clothes will be burned off your back. That scroll is still in you. Don't be mistaken, the events still transpired. The aftermath is simply.....under your skin. The littel fellow seemed pleased with himself. Odd one.

Labban reguarded himself. Indeed he was restored. His hair was a bit singed, but that was welcome as an alternative. How can I repay you, Raawin of the Tuatha? I am not a rich man, though I doubt that would be your price. Even still, I am endebted to you.

All I ask is that you remember what you see, what you hear, what you feel. And be sure that others remember it. You say you are a librarian. Then keep the records. Make others understand the true ways of the world. That is all I ask.

When did I say I was a librarian? Was this fellow in my thoughts?I would do as you ask, though I'm not sure what to do, or how to do it.

He picked Raawin up and gave him a great embrace, as a bear holding a salmon. The little man yelped and so was let back to the ground.Strange folk, you humans. Sad one minute, happy the next. Attacking those who help you. He winked and dissapeared.

Whatever will I say to these folk? Should they know of my plight? Well, if I'm to follow Raawin's instructions, then by all means yes.Hello my friends.Said Labban as he walked toward those in the grove.

Just then all the Dragons jumped back and reguarded him with a weary eye. Some flew away with great haste. The large one then spoke. You wear the mark of Brisan upon you. Explain yourself of be destroyed.

Posted by: Highlander 22-Nov-2003, 09:51 PM
As Highlander and Macera speak privately, Highlander informs Macera that it was time for him to leave, Macera asks, Why? The Highlander replies, "my work here for now is done, and I have yet to finish my Quest, that I started O'so long ago. That sword was made for you Macera, use it well, tell Rider I will speak to her when once we meet again, remember Macera, tell no one who I am, good-bye for now my friend". The Highlander slips silently into the growing mist of the Glen, and disapears...Gone as abruptly as once he came....

Posted by: Macerca 22-Nov-2003, 10:54 PM
As the Highlander disappears into the mist, I stand there looking at my friend leave, the feeling in the pit of my stomach, ah must be something I ate, damn this hayfever I will miss you my friend, if you ever need me remember we are connected call on me and I will be there, your secret is safe with me, before Highlander vanishes into the mist I shout at him his battle cry "Cumbrich Bas Ailpein" The Highlander turns around unsheathes his sword and crosses his chest and lifts it in the air in salute, I do the same with Dragonstrike, as I watch him vanish, a single tear escapes from the corner of my eye.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 23-Nov-2003, 04:56 AM
*as the flames rush towards me a smile forms on my face. I raise my staff and a shield forms splitting the flame in two. a Roar is heard from the sky as a Speck flies nearer. His wings expand to large enough to cover the land. whispering his name I give Homage and Thanks*

" Bright Wing, May your wings fly strong and your Fire be pure."

*watching the fireball hit Roshan his body turning to carbon ash, I lower my shield as the remains hit the ground. Looking around I see Labbon has returned my heart feels relief at seeing my old friend. *

~Nemarth, I give you and your Kind Thanks for your Aide, you may tell the others to return to their homes~

~As you wish Rider~

*sending out a low rumble and a soft buggle The other Dragons depart, only Rahsha, Nemarth and Bright Wing remain on the field*


*Stepping forward I walk towards the group.*

Labban old friend, It is good to see no harm has come........(looking at Labban carefully) ....to you. Your hair is singed my friend. But you look no worse for the ware.
*watches Bright Wing and Macerca*

I hear there is a scroll I am to look at, One of Draconic kind, Is that correct Labban?

*nods my head in the direction of the Highlander*

He is Leaving us, he will return.

Excuse me I must speak with Bright Wing

*walks over to the Elder Dragon*

*Bowing my head to him*

"Elder Dragon Bright Wing, I thank you for your Intervention. I have many questions for you. Please think me not impudent. I must ask Was his distruction truely necessary? It is against the code. A Dragon is not to spill another Dragons Blood, is that not why the Draconi created The Dragon Masters?? Who called you for to my knowledge I am the only Dragon Master & the Only one with the power to Call the Dragons? forgive my Questions but I am confused. Did Nemarth Call on you?"

*looks up questioningly at Bright Wing. Chuckling at me he raises a single Talon and points to the sword that Macerca holds speaking softly*

"He calls it Dragonstrike, that is what brought me here. We have time to answer your questions Dragon Master. Let us find a suitable place to sit, my bone grow tired."

"As you wish Great one."

*slowly Brightwing and I join the others to listen as we recieve the answers to our questions*




Posted by: Macerca 23-Nov-2003, 03:13 PM
Draconis lowers his head and sniffs the air around Labban and opens his eyes in amazement when he realizes what has happened, then lowers his head in a reverenced bow, and says ?So it has finally begun the scroll and scribe have become one, this prophecy was foretold when I was but a hatchling many eons ago, can you forgive an old flame for being so abrupt with you sire? Whilst you wanted to remain in the shadows so to speak, with this coming of events you?ve been hurled to the forefront of the situation, there is an evil that is forming that if left unchecked it will tear the very fabric of time itself and the balance of the very cosmos will be thrown into chaos. I cant foresee all the events that will transpire here after this day my vision has clouded, it is time for you three to join together and become allies, together you will form the triumvirate, the Dragon Master, the reluctant warrior, and the scribe with the scroll made one.?

My lady we must talk as Draconis and the Dragon Master start talking ? Yes you are right it is against the code for me to do what I have done, I had to leave nothing to chance, had Shoran been the victor all hope would have been lost, as much as it pained me it was for the greater good, Shoran was like my very own offspring, but this evil is attempting to shadow the very minds of firedrakes and dragons alike.?

Draconis turns to Macerca and bids him come closer Macerca is standing right in front of Draconis when he lifts a scale on his side a removes something and hands to Macerca, ?Take these two remaining skystone and fire up that forge of yours and forge two more items, one for the Dragon Master, a braided Torc with dragon head finials, and for the scribe fashion a set of dragon wings and attach it to a elder staff. The power of these weapons will be apparent as time goes on, join together as one family learn from each other, and now I must take my leave I grow weary, and with one powerful leap and thrust of his wings he was gone, leaving the three standing in the grove looking at each other and wondering what is to happen next.

Posted by: oldraven 23-Nov-2003, 09:51 PM
What world have I stepped into? One day I'm filing Family Histories, and the next I'm cooked like a boar on a spit. Labban stood, frozen in place, even after the leave of the beast. Nearly torched twice in one day. That must be a record of some sort.

Sire? I'm no sire? Is this going to become a comon thing, because I'd prefer to not be labeled so. Why haddn't I just stayed down behind that rock?

Everyone stood around and gawked back and forth at each other for a moment. No one knew what to say.

So, what kind of day did you forsee at breakfast? The three laughed at the folly, even in light of the days events. Just like the elders. Just when we need some sort of direction, both of those who know what's going on run off without a 'what's what'.


So, let's see this scroll, Labban. And what did he mean by, the scroll and scribe are one? Rider said, unaware of what she was asking.

Well, normaly I'd ask to go somewhere a bit more private, but seeing how it's just us three, I'm sure it'll be alright. The two reguarded him with a confused look as he started to untie his tunic. Labban pulled the fabric back and revealed himself to the two. With a chuckle from Macerca, and flushed face from Rider, he looked down to see the scroll. Nothing................ He was suddenly aware just how cute Rider was, and how he wished he'd spent more time training with the soldiers over reading in a corner.Wait, it was there a minute ago. uuuuhm. Seems I'm forgetting something.

Just then, little Rahsha, as small as a Faerie Dragon, came from Rider's side and hovered in before Labban. His neck craned back and he sent a plume of flame up a hand's length away from his torso. A moment later and the Glyphs burst into fire, unburning, but bright and clear.

Hehahhaa! That tickles.............. unsure.gif em. Sorry. ....... So, what do you think? Brings out the colour in my eyes, no?

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 24-Nov-2003, 06:15 AM
Flushing slightly as Labban bares his chest. Rider looks at him wondering why he had always been off in a corner with a fine specimen of a figure that he was showing to them. She had always thought he was a wonderment, now she knew he was. Her thoughts made her blush and she wished for something to distract her attention. At that moment Rashah left his hiding place under her hair and flew to Labbans bare chest, spirting out a small flame, Draconic Glyphs appear on Labbans chest. Macerca and Rider Gasp in Awe

"Well Done Rashah!" whisper Rider & Macerca

Stepping closer, Rider begins to read and understand the glyphs.


"In Dawnings past shall come one of Evils Lust begun. Darkness of the heart and soul shall bind us forever threefold. When his might is at hand , three shall apear from a great land. The Heart, The Wing & the Sword shall free us forever more.
Three stones shall they carry, In Firery tongues there wills be one. ............."

Not realizing it, Rider had placed her hand on Labbans chest as she read. Her full concentration on her work. Suddenly she felt an odd warming sensation rush over her. The Musky smell of him made her head swim, Looking up in to Labbans eyes she Flushed and removed her hand, taking a step back.

" May I suggest we take this back to the castle where we can take the time to see what all this says? there are some glyphs I can not remember"

Turning around quickly and pulling up the hood of my cloak to hide my blush
I call on Nemarth , Roganal & Tahlutha to take us back to the Castle

Macerca looks to Labban in slight bewilderment

"Did I see , what I thought I did?" Queires Macerca

"And what do you think you saw?" repiled Labban

" Did the Dragon Master Blush?" Macerca asked

" I believe she did." Replied Labban as his face turns slightly pink.

" And I believe you are also flushing Labban old friend" Macerca replied with a laugh in his tone.

Smiling Labban watched Rider walk away

"She ......." Labban shuts his mouth before he says anything else. Not wanting to be the fool. he was never one for romantic lacings but he could not help what his mind and heart were thinking. Had he not watched her from afar?

" She , what Labban?" Asked Macerca

" Nothing." he replied

Turning around Rider spoke to her companions

" Labban, Macerca, The Dragons come to bear us back to Highlander Castle. The will arrive momentairily."

Turning around again Rider thinks on the days events and the feelings she is having. At that moment Nemarth and the other Dragons arrive landing just a few feet away. As her companions join her the Dragons offer each a leg up for easier mounting. She must keep her feelings in tight check. To be hurt again as she was before would be inbearable.

"Labban, you will ride Tahlutha. Macerca, You will ride Roganal."

Springing to Nemarths Neck in a fluid motion Rider waites for the others to mount and be ready.

~ They are mounted , we may proceed Dragon Master?~ questions Nemarth

~ Yes dear one, Take us back to Highlenader Castle and be quick about it, there is much to do.~

~As you wish it Dragon Master.~

Nemarth , Roganal & Tulutha all down stroke at the same moment and the three Dragons rise to the sky. Riders hood blows back her hair falling free of its braid. the wind caresses her face as she closes her eyes and tries to center herself and prepair for the comming events.




Posted by: oldraven 24-Nov-2003, 12:30 PM
Now, if you think riding on a dragon's back is anything like riding a horse, you're sadly mistaken. rip.gif

Thank heavens. We're almost there. I'm going to puke.

Posted by: Macerca 24-Nov-2003, 04:25 PM
The trio were up in the air and flying, really flying, off in the distance they could see the castle coming closer with every downstroke of the dragons wings.

Never before had I felt so alive and free to be perched up here on this dragon, I must admit that when we lifted off I almost felt like jumping off and walking back, but just decided to swallow my heart which was in my throat, as we went on, it seemed that Labban and I were getting the hang of or else the dragons knew that we were novices and took it easy on us. It seemed that we were in the air only a few minutes when we started descending, spiraling down in an easy arc to land on the ground without so much as snapping a twig, it amases me how something so large can land so soft.

As we dismounted the group formed again, I walked up to the Dragon Master, and bowed and said thank you M"lady for that experiance, now if you two will excuse me I think I have some work to do in the forge,I then said I believe that you two need to go and have a closer look at those curious writings on Labban's chest. As I turned to leave I looked at Labban, then at the Dragon Master, winked at each one and said "now you two younguns try to stay out of trouble" slapped Labban on the shoulder and walked away chucklin softly but with each step it turned to laughter. By the gods to be just a few years younger, I thought to myself.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 24-Nov-2003, 06:00 PM
Nemarth gently pulls me back to the present world. Her gentle and kind tone tells me that she knows what has been going through my mind.
~Dragon Master, We have arrived.~
~Thank You Nemmy, Tell Talutha to land first if He doesn't we may very well lose Labban. He looks as if he is going to be ill. We can not risk him falling off and getting hurt and make sure to tell them that the Dragon Master Thanks them.~ Rider tells Nemarth knowing that Macerca will aide him.
~ What of the other people in the vacinity, surely a Dragon landing in their midst will cause them to panick." Nemarth replied
" They must learn to deal with it sometime Nemarth." Rider answered
~As you wish it.~ Nemmy Replies.
Talutha begins his slow downward spiral. His great wings fully expanded bringing Labban and himself into the outter courtyard. Next Roganal begins his decent with Macerca. Landing next to Talutha, Roganal immediatly puts a leg upto assist Macerca. With a short thank you Macerca jumps down and runs to the aide of his friend who looks like is has gone gully green with fear.

" Thank the Maker, solid ground under my feet!" Patting Labban gently on his back Macerca orders a strong drink be brought to Labban.
With their passengers dismounted Talutha and Roganal take flight leaving the humans to their business. Watching from the heights of Dragonwings Rider smiles as her intuition proves correct. Nemarth begins her downward spiral landing the other side of the courtyard. Dismounting quickly Rider gives her thanks and touches Nemarths snout. Then sends Nemmy on her way. As dragon wings beat strongly through the air Rider looks up and smiles offering up a Prayer for their safety. Looking around for Labban and Macerca, Rider heads for the last point in which she saw them. Weaving through the crowd carefully, stepping over puddles as people rush past her speaking about Dragons landing in the court yard.
Seeing the circle of people Rider head towards the center of the courtyard.
Meeting up with Macerca and Labban.


Posted by: Aaediwen 24-Nov-2003, 06:56 PM
*heads to greet the travellers as they return*

By the devine blessing! Returning on scaled wing. nice touch smile.gif So, what has been found?
Sorry I ouldn't join. You were gone before I recieved your note that you were heading out.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 24-Nov-2003, 07:27 PM
*blushing profusely at Macercas comment I turned my head away to compose myself*

"I think you might have a Good Idea there Macerca. We have work to do." I replied
and looked at Labban

Posted by: oldraven 24-Nov-2003, 09:06 PM
Seeing the obvious chance for making a blundering fool of himself, if he were to do as Macerca said, Labban rushed over to Aaediwen. Aaed. Can I ask something of you?

Absolutely, oldraven. Aaediwen said, with that familiar smirk he always had when he used his nickname.

Never let me mount one of those overgrown lizards again. Five minutes up there was enough for my lifetime. AH! There's my draught. A cellar boy scampered up to Labban with a horn of amber liquor. Labban tipped it back and drank heartilly. *COUGH-WHEEEEZE* OCH!! That's Scotch! Labban exclaimed in a wheezing whisper. Good lad. He patted the boy on the shoulder and dropped a silver in his palm. That's for you. Tell Master Mike I'll pay my debt later.He said under his breath to the cellar boy, much to the little fellow's delight.

You're one interesting fellow, Labban. Chuckled Aaediwen.

Aye, you'll never find another like me.He replied with a wink. Labban caught a glimpse of Rider, while trying to calm the people in the courtyard over what they had seen, cast a glance toward Labban with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. Uuuhm. Aaed? I think you should join Rider and I when we go and study this scroll.

I'd be more than happy to, Labban. Did you get stuck on something?

Labban lowered his eyes. .....in a way...... YES! Yes, we need your help with some of the glyphs.

Aaediwen cast Labban a knowing gaze. Is that right?

Labban gave in, it would seem all too easy. Truth be told, I'm terrified of that woman.

You're terrified of all momen, Labban.

Exactly With that, he made one last pleading look.

Alright. I said yes already. Let's get her and go.

Posted by: Macerca 24-Nov-2003, 10:49 PM
As Macerca arrived back at his forge he was thinking about the events that had transpired that day, he also thought of the things that he had to make,hmmm, this will take a little planning the processes that will need to be done will be totaly different than he was used to.

Just then his apprentice came through the door and suddenly stopped, master something has changed about you I cant quite place my finger on it but something has changed.

Do I dare tell him what has transpired, no that he will find out in time, as Macerca
began talking "son I need the hottest fire that we have ever burned to day I need it hot, hot as we can stand it, when it reaches temperature, come and get me I will be out back.

Macerca walked out behind the forge, about fifty yards or so where the tree line resumed. He walked to ward the shear cliff, found his place. Ahhh now this is real beauty he said looking up toward the mountains in the distance, and out over the loch below, threw back his large arms and screamed at the top of his lungs "WHY?"

Macerca was no small man by any means his body hard as an old drum head working in the smithy and forge will do that to a man after 20 years, he wondered why had he been chosen to weild this blade that now hung across his back,"Gods I can make any weapon, targe, my chain mail is the best in the land, but to be a warrior I am to old I have seen fifty winters, aye they be good ones, I guess better to go in battle than to ......... oh hell who wants to live forever anyway he stands up and draws the sword from it's sheath, it felt like lightning was flowing through his body, as he practiced the moves he learned so long ago, but had laid down to pick up the hammer.

Hours passed, as he heard the young man approaching, master it is ready.

Macerca sheathed the sword and said be right there as he walked back to the forge he turned on a small trail, unknowing eyes would never see it walked over to two well cared for graves with the name Brigid and Cullen, bent down and removed some debris, softly spoke I know what I said when we parted mdear, but a higher force is calling, I feel that we should not be apart much longer, he rises and walks to the shop his walk a little slower now.

He worked throughout the night and most of the next dat untill all was finished and met with his approval, calling the young man over to where he was standing and began speaking softly "Son you have been with me many a year 20 years in fact I had found you after that battle you were just a wee lad I took you in for we just alike ...alone I raised you and taught you everything I know so now it time that I depart I dont know where this road will lead but I acnt be tied to this shop that is why you are now the master and if you so chose I give you my name it will not be Macerca but MacFaergus. What say you? As tears welled up in both sets of eyes they hugged each other.

Macerca picked up the three new weapons and set off to find his new partners.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 25-Nov-2003, 04:45 AM
calming people as they hurry up to me and ask questions. Smiling I calmly answer them.
" No MacDougel, They will not attack the Castle. Yes Brigid, They are very lovely creatures. No Thomas, they do not eat humans. They actually hate the taste of us."

Labban and Aaed step up behind me. Aaed calls my my name gaining my attention
" Excuse me please I must leave you now. I promise that every thing will be fine."
Turning quickly and heading towards Aaed & Labban my heart skips a beat.

" How do you Feel Labban? Aaediwin how good to see you my friend, I would like you to Join us we have some work to do and I believe I will need your assistance." Reaching out she gently hugs the young man.
" Please come with us. I will have cook make you your Favorite dish for supper tonight." smiling nervously I head off towards the dungeon. taking a sideways glance at Labban as i turn I smile softly.
Moving quickly into the castle my thoughts take over my mind.
Dear Goddess what is wrong with me? I have a Job to do. damn it Rider focus, this is too important to mess up with romance. Or is it your fear of romance. Just pay attention to the quest that is at hand. He is terrified of women and you have always known that. Isn't that why you live in the dungeon? To stay away from the remotest possibility of something like this happening? Damn it he is your friend, you have known each other since ........forever. Friends, yes Friends we are and that is what we will always be.
Smiling at her decision to keep this on a friendship level Riders resolve returns to her. coming out of her thoughts she finds that they are all to soon. Casting an unlock spell the door swings open.

"Gentlemen, Please enter and follow the staircase down. I will be right behind you."

As Aaediwin & Labban pass me I close the door and inchant it so only a specific few may enter and exit. Turning I follow Aaediwin and Laban down the stair case. I am several yards behind when I hear them start to talk. I can't make out what they are saying as the stone walls reverberaite the sound. I continue to walk down the stairs.

"What in the devils name scares you about her? Is it the fact that she is a Dragon Master, A witch or Just because she is a woman?" Asks Aaed.

" I have no Idea what it is, I just know that when I see her I want to crumple to the ground. My legs get all wobbly like I have forgotten how to walk. My heart beats hard in my chest when her name is mentioned. I....I just don't know what it is." Labban replies

" I see." whispers Aaed a knowing smile returning to his face.
" What are you smiling about?" Labban says with his curosity peeked.
" Nothing Old Friend, Nothing." responds Aaed

Stepping down on to the stone floor they hadn't realized just how far they had gone down until the both looked up. Seeing Rider about half way they waited patiently by the door. as Labban leaned on it, the door swung open making him faulter and loose his balance stumbling backward in to the room and landing in a chair. Rushing in after him Aaediwin asks if Labban is alright.

"Yes, yes I am fine." looking around Labban makes note of all the books and scrolls Rider has in her study area. as both men look around the see several doors with different Draconic glyphs carved in to the wood. As Rider enters she notes the looks on their faces. Looking at Labban as she walks in turning slightly she begins to speak.
"Labban please remove your shirt, We have work to do. Aaediwin please grab the scrolls and quills that you find over on the table under the large painting of the Crystal Dragon."

Grabbing a scroll that looks ancient but in extremely good condition Rider turns to walk over to Labban , as she does this she notices that Labban has not moved an inch.

" Labban, Please I will not harm you in any way. I must have you remove your shirt so that I may continue to decipher the prophecy that lays burned in to your chest."

Looking calmly and casting a relaxation spell on Labban she sees his shoulders drrop just a hair. enough to rid himof his inhabitions. Slowly he removes his shirt and sits back.

"Thank you Labban, I promise I will do my best to be done quickly."

Rider steps in front of him and knees down on a pillow. Looking next to her she sees that Aaed is ready to scribe.She turns her attention back to Labbans chest.

" Rahshah, if you wouldn't mind my darling." coos Rider softly.
Rashah Flies forward and emits a small stream of fire which lights up the glyphs

"Thank you, Rahshah" chirirping Rashah returns to his hiding place under my hair
"From the begining then........In Dawnings past shall come one of Evils Lust begun.
Darkness of the heart and soul shall bind us forever threefold. When his might is at hand , three shall apear from a great land. The Heart, The Wing & the Sword shall free us forever more." Touching the glyphs carefully Rider continues to read she breaths in deeply trying to keep her mind on her work. Labban reaches up and touches Riders hair. playing with it he smiles softly. Rider concentraites even harder and focuses on her task continuing to read aloud.

"Three stones shall they carry, In Firery tongues there wills be one. From the heart of the three of one will to set us free. In Harmony shall they provide us the safe passage from above on dragon wings shall they fight to show truths mighty light. As each answer they make shall their way become seen. 18 plays of the mind , they must over come to take on our darkest plight..........They have vanished! The glyphs are gone!, Rahshah come here and see if you can light these up again."

coming back out Rashah attempts to light the glyphs again but nothing happens. blasting a flame a little stronger Rahshah attempts it again. singing some of Labbans chest hairs Rashah coos and goes back to his hiding place.

"What now? Aaed & Labban ask together. Getting up Rider walks to her books.
" I don't know but there must be something here that can help."

Aaediwin and Labban look at each other and shrug their shoulders.

Posted by: oldraven 25-Nov-2003, 12:18 PM
Damn. That's some good Scotch. I only had two swills and I'm feeling more relaxed than I have in years. Labban eyes the horn sitting on the nearby table, pleased that he hadn't spilled a drop during his foolish tumble. Well, who am I to say no to a good thing. He reaches over and grabs the horn. Taking another long draught, he finds it goes down much smoother this time.

Woah, Lad. Perhaps you should slow down there. Aaediwen warns him. Lines of concern appearing on his brow.

What? It's a fine liquor, and I mean to enjoy it. Goes down like honey, it does. Doesn't burn at all. Here. Have a go. He thrusts the cup out at Aaed, and watches as the man cautiously takes a sip.

Good Gods, man. There's nothing smooth about it. You're drinking turpentine like it's water. Rider? What's going on here? He asked, Anger mixing with the concern of a moment before. Labban snatches the drink back and drinks heartily. Laughing like a fool.

Rider turned from her books, at first offended at the tone Aaediwen had taken with her, then realizing her folly came back to the two. It appears I've made a blunder. Some people are much more susceptible to magik than others. Who knows. It may be no more than todays events. I wonder where he got off to, durring the attack. Labban, do you know where you went after the dragon attacked? She mumbled something and Labban sat up straight. Eyes opening wide.

What in the name of time was that? He appeared to be quite startled.

Labban. Where did you go when you were attacked?

The little fellow, Raawin. He took me to the Faerie Realm. A look of dread came over his face, as he recalled what transpired there.

Well, that would have helped to have known. Magik is amplified in that world, and so you brought some of that back with you. My attempt to ease your nerves gave you complete abandon.

Labban's stomach started to churn, and a rumbling roar came from his stomach. He let out a loud and raucous burp, that became a great ball of fire.

Well now. That's what I call odd. Aaediwen declared, after letting out a yelp and jumping back.

Labban jumped up and ran to a pail in the corner, and promptly emptied the contents of his stomach. And standing up, he stiffened and fell like a tree, snoring soundly.

I guess that's it for today. I'll get him to his bed. Come on oldraven. Let's go. He picked the slumbering man up and flung him over his shoulder. Och. And how does a minstrel get to be so heafty?

Rider holds the door back and bids them farewell.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 25-Nov-2003, 02:06 PM
Closing the door behind them Riders shoulders slump and feels the weight of stones removed from her back. Turning and leaning her back against the door she is furious with herself for not asking what had happened before she cast her magick spell. She of all people knew how important it was to ask such questions.

"Thank the Goddess that is over with. "
scrubbing her face with her hand fom fatigue she goes back to her books trying to find out what has happened. As the sun dwindles candle and lamps all around her chambers light themselves. stuck deep in her research she is brought out of her thoughts by a loud banging on the door. perturbed she hollers for the person to enter. Looking up she sees a young courier with a message bearing the seal of the smithy.

"Thank you lad." Handing the young boy a gold coin she shoos him away after taking the scroll from him. laying it down on the table she is again consumed by her thoughts.

Posted by: Aaediwen 25-Nov-2003, 05:35 PM
After the long journey, we finally arrived at the entrance to Lebbin's chamber. My friend, you ought not mix magic and drink. Must say that that was quite a show. For not liking a dragon ride, you sure did a fine job of making one of yourself. I inched the door open and the bard released another soft, smoky belch as I laid him to rest on the bed, still unconcious from his experience.

Turning to leave, my eyes fell on the eclectic colection of insturments that filled the chamber. hardly strange for a bard. "Music!, maybe that is the answer. The thought rang so clearly I was almost afraid it would wake my sleeping friend. I then slipped out and back to my small study where I began studying the few tomes and scrolls that had been recommended by the same man who now lay sleeping with glyphs of fire emblasened into his skin.

Hours passed. The volumes told much of the emotional properties of music, and in depth information on the petaphysical connection that some chords have. Yet they gave little indication as to its use in magic. Surely music is the ticket that will allow Rider to read the remainder of the scroll, but what kind is needed?? The bard was asleep, and Rider is surely spent after her efforts in reading the texts. I will have to put this to them come the morn' . Surely with Rider's knowledge of dragon kind, we could find a melody what would coax the remaining text to light.

Posted by: oldraven 25-Nov-2003, 07:01 PM
Labban walked through the wood, humming a tune as he went on his merry way. It was his favorite time, late afternoon, when the sun is two heads above Mt. Torinagh and casts it's reflection in the namesake Loch below. A good days ride from the Castle. The forest here goes straight to the cliff, facing the scene, and so when you walk through, a bright and burning orange glow shines on everything. The mosses look as though they are on fire.

What seemed strange to him, was that this time of year, the sun should be leagues to the south. He simply shrugged it off as a trick on his eyes, and found a dry moss covered fallen log to sit on. The sun was so warm on his face.

The sun was getting hotter. And hotter yet. He had to turn his face away. Then a most unwelcome sound came out of the land over the water. He braved to look back at the sun, and saw a great bird crest the mountain and soar over the lake. As it neared it got bigger, and bigger, and bigger still. It wasn't a bird. It was the Firedrake that had attacked him that very day.

Labban stood, and backed away, inch by inch, unable to turn and run as the beast grew ever nearer.

With an ear splitting cry, the Drake opened it's great gaws and let out a ball of fire so aweful that it enveloped all of the forest and devoured it.

The dragon was gone. The sun was grey and the forest was naught but ash and smouldering sticks jutting out of the coals below. Labban screamed with all the strength he had in him and looked to see the lake dried and cracked.

Why are you crying so? A voice came from behind. Labban turned to see Rider standing with a warm smile.

The dragon. The filthy dragon. He killed it all. Labban was trembling.

Her smile slowly turned to a cold and bitter grimace. You're hideous. Look at you. You look like a worm on a spit. I can't look upon your horrid face. With that she turned and he looked down at his body.

He was burned, badly. He looked as though his very flesh had melted and distorted to the twisted unbearable figure he'd known in the Faerie Realm. He was naked, his long red hair burned away, and on his cheast he saw the scroll embosed on his skin. In his hands was a broken lyre.

The glyphs burst into flame, but not without burning this time. It seared and ate away at him. He fell to the ground writhing and screaming at the world.


Labban lie in his bed, crying at the darkness and unable to wake from his torment untill the sun rose.

Posted by: Macerca 25-Nov-2003, 07:44 PM
As Macerca leaves the smithy he hesitates and looks back on what has been his home and business for over twenty years he thinks that this is not right , then he realises that all is in good hands MacFaergus is a master in his own right, maybe he should go back and show him just a few more things, then in a still small voice from inside his head he hears " Faergus Macerca you know well that he is able to carry on, you have a job to do, now be off with you."

By the Gods it has been a long time since I heard that voice not since the day I returned from the great battle, only to see the village in ruins and , and it was a horrible sight women and children, these were not men of valor that did this, it was one thing to fight in a battle but this was different, it was that day that he had laid his sword down, found his young wife and small son lying together with barely a spark of life in them, it was then that he swore to Brigid that he would never lift a sword in battle again, and now she speaks from the other side.

By the Gods I miss you.

Macerca found himself walking down the road that led to the castle, he had wanted the shop this far away because of the noise thats typical with a blacksmith shop and forge, so as he walked along he absent mindedly reach back and drew the sword and began swing it as he walked.

Amazing he thought it seems that with every swing this sword gets lighter and lighter. Walking along he noticed the young boy from the tavern. Boy come here bring this message to the Dragon Mistress, and dont dally, and heres a gold coin for you. Who shall I say is sending this message sire? Why dont you know theMaster Smith? Yes sire I do and your not him he was much older at least I think and as far as I know the way you look, heh, heh, you look like one of those old warrior people I've heard about. Macerca said "What are you talking about boy." with shock in his voice. By now the boy was shaking in his tunic, I meant no harm sire, its just people dont have their bodies painted with blue woad in the fashion of the Picts any more. Macerca's eyes opened wide at what the boy had said, looked down at his arms and saw the eternal knot that started at his sword hand went right up the arm and continued God knows where. He turned to the boy as he reached into the sack that he carried with the new weapons as he touched them another bolt as of lightning coursed through his body finding a small piece of parchnent he quickly scribbled on and folding it sealed it with the mastersmith seal.
Boy go give this to the Dragon Master and tell no one. he said while grabbing the boy by the shoulders, then realizing what he had done he smiled and lifted the boy in the air and chuckled and said excuse me dear boy I dont seem to be myself today. setting the boy down and laughing.

As soon as the boys feet touched the ground he was off and running as if a monster was after him.

What has happend to me, maybe the Dragon Master has some answers, I hope, as he sheathed the sword it accidently touched the set of wings that was made from the stone and made a funny sound almost as if it could be a chord, a note, he thought , naw just a buzz just like when the sword was first finished.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 26-Nov-2003, 01:25 AM
coming out of my thought I reach for the message. Tearing it open my eyes grow wide as I read the words.

" Lady Rider,
I must see you at once behind the old Tavern. I fear some thing has changed me. Please I am in need of your assistance.

In the service of the Dragons,
Mac"

How could he have changed? Old Tavern? Where would that be ....hmmm well best way is to apperaite to him. claping my hands together 3 times I say Macercas name willing to be at his side.

Appearing next to a young man, I look around and speak to him, startling him out of his witts.

"Excuse me, but have you seen an older gentleman, the smithy to be exact. I am looking for him."
Jumping back and grabbing at his heart he swears. Catching his breath he looks at me and speaks.
"Dear God Woman, dunna do tha to mee agin! Lady Rider what has happened to me?"

Looking startled at this young man " Excuse me? I know your voice but not your face." Suddenly the light dawns on Rider " MAC! " reaching up and touching his face Rider feels the energy running through him removing my hand I explain what has happened to him. " Dragons be praised, They have made you young again. This will not fade. you are as you were 25 years ago. The sword has provided you with a fresh start. The strength and energy to perform what is expected of you. Come I will take you back to my dwelling , you shouldn't be seen like this yet. Man is Labban gonna go mad when he sees you."
Grabbing Macs hand I apparaite us back to my study.

" This is amazing, your wearing the mark of the warrior." Rider looks at Mac in absolute facination. Blushing she looks away.

" I'm sorry I amstaring, I just never knew you as a young man. I had heard you were very handsome, but I had no Idea."
Blushing even darker Rider turns away and goes to her books.
" When we were deciphering the glyphs, I got to a certain point and they just disappeared. what do you think caused that?"



Posted by: Celeste of the Stars1 26-Nov-2003, 09:27 AM
*Oh praise the goddess! A Castle! Finally!*

Walking very slowly an exausted young woman approaches the castle. As she reaches the castle gates she stops to look around.

"Hmmm no guards. Thats odd."

struggling as she pushes open the door she stands in the entry way on weak knees.
She starts to call out,

"Can someone please hel........"

Before she can finish her cry for help her bag slips from her hand. Her head and the bag both meet the floor with a resounding thud.

Posted by: oldraven 26-Nov-2003, 11:00 AM
Labban lies in his bed, wimpering and sobbing. He opens one eye and sits up straight in bed. Sweat pouring down his brow. A few minutes pass as he stares panting at the wall. He eventually turns and puts his feet on the floor. He gets up and starts to dress himself, after he removed a few pieces of clothing that, thankfuly, whoever had put him to bed hadn't taken the liberty of removing for him.

It must have been Aaediwen. He managed a chuckle at the thought of his old friend faced with that situation. I feel as though I've been mowed down by a team of oxen. And he looked like it too. Not that he knew that. He hadn't yet taken a look at his small looking glass. And he had no intentions of doing that this day. He had shaved yesterday, and didn't really feel like spiffing himself up too much.

He stepped out into the hall and made his way to the dining hall, next to the kitchens. On his way he stopped by the cellarer for his morning cider, but paused in the door when he caught wiff of the fermented fruits. His stomach reeled and the image of a warm mug of green tea soothed his mind. So he continued on.

As he passed the main door he caught something in the corner of his eye, and stopped for a double take. There lie a woman on the floor. A stranger.

He ran over to her and knelt at her side. Noticing the bump on her forehead and the fresh trickle of blood, he deducted that she hit her head quite hard when she fell. Placing his index finger below her nose, he saw that she was breathing, and so called for help. Where the devil were the guards. Something must be done about this. Some servant staff ran up at being called and carried the girl to the healer at Labban's request. Tell his honour that I wish to be informed of her condition. The guards on duty would pay dearly for this.

All thoughts of tea and breakfast were out of his mind, and now he headed straight for the Lord of the Castle's chamber. Things must be done around here. The defenses were far too laxed.

Posted by: Highlander 26-Nov-2003, 12:32 PM
In a cave two days ride from the Castle, waits the Highlander, he has not left to area, for later that day after the battle, Rider caught up to him, and told him to stay, as something was to befall the Castle, something terrible. So Highlander waits with the Olde Hag in the dry warm cave for a message to come telling him he is need. But not as the Highlander, but as himself. Highlander sits and wonders about his son, now posessing the sword of .............., if only he knew it.

Posted by: oldraven 26-Nov-2003, 12:49 PM
((hmmm *scratches chin* interesting. Most interesting))

Posted by: Aaediwen 26-Nov-2003, 02:14 PM
Running from the direction of the healer's I encounter Lebbin, "Good goddess, man What became that poor lady I just saw being helped to the healer? she looked like she'd just been stampeeded by a herd of night mares."

"Not sure yet", came the reply, "Just found her laying here this morn'"

Well, the best we can do now I guess, is not to worry about it. Think I may have found a way to revive the remainder of those glyphs. We should get together, and bring some insturments.
The magic of music may well do the trick and allow Rider to read the remaining text. Need to get with her knowledge on draconic magic combined with our skills with music and words. Surely we should be able to whip something up.

Posted by: Celeste of the Stars1 26-Nov-2003, 10:36 PM
*opening her eyes slowly the woman looks around the room*

"Where am I and how did I get here?" She sits up and shakes her head to try and wake herself more.

"Ack..my head!" She raises her hand and feels a large lump on her forehead.

"Well thats what I get for coming in uninvited" she says with a small smile.

Noticing that she is alone she calls out.

"Hello? Is there anybody in this bloody castle?"

Swinging her feet off the tables she was laying on she looks around. "Wow look at all this great stuff. I wonder where the healer is, this must be their room. Look at all these herbs! Wonder if the healer would be willing to sell me some? My bag is getting kinda.....OH NO!! My bag!"

The woman jumps off the table and looks around the room frantically. Realizing that her bag is not in there she runs out the door..........

Posted by: Macerca 27-Nov-2003, 08:32 AM
Dragon Master

I dont know what to make of the dissapearing glyphs, with Master Labban, I do know one thing that with each passing day and with each contact with Dragonstrike I am changing and not exactly to my liking, I feel that before this over we shall all be changed into what the gods only knows, perhaps they are getting a good laugh at our expense.

As to the glyphs I know not what could make them reappear, but there was one strange occurence, watch this, removing the Torc and the set of wings from the sack, where they had each been wrapped in leather to protect them unwrapping the Torc he handed it to the Dragon Master, now hold this, he exclaimed as he withdrew Dragonstrike, bring the two pieces together they started to glow a bluosh green and started to wildly buzz, as they touched they made a sound that could almost be considered a chord but was slightly off.

Riders eyes opened in awe at the things that were transpiring the events were happening to fast really to keep track of.

As Macerca unwrapped the Torc and handed it to Her she noticed the craftmanship
the skystone had been melted, reformed into thin wires and braided, like the very same braid that she wore in her hair, the twisting the twining, seem to start nowhere and end nowhere and the dragonhead finial, appeared almost alive,as Macerca placed it around her neck it was a perfect fit, with just a slight bit of adjustment, so that it would hang right, with the opening in the front just at the hollow of her throat, as he finished he cleared his throat and quickly backed away, and said "A beauty for a beauty."

Now what am I going to do about all this, making a sweeping motion to direct her gaze to see all the blue mark now covering his entire body, I tried scrubbing the blasted things off but my skin is still raw frome the escapade, any suggestions?

By the way where is Labban I need to give him this, one thig that I need is a peice of elder, do you have a staff, so that I may join the two.

Posted by: oldraven 27-Nov-2003, 10:22 AM
His talk with the Lord of the manor went well. Well because he got his point across about the lack of guard, and even better that he walked away with his head firmly attached to his shoulders after taking such a tone with the Capitan.

Master Labban, you forget your place! I will forgive this insolence only because you were in the right to come to me. I had no idea this matter of guard had reached such a low. The problem will be addressed, and an example will be made, to ensure this does not happen again. Lord Paul was agitated, but in control. Now be off before I change my mind about your poor behavior.

Labban headed down the steps to the second level, where his lyre could be found in the minstrels hall. (which wasn't much of a hall at all. More like an unused corridor. The acoustics were horrid in here) Picking up his lyre, he noticed his tin whistle and stuffed it in one of his pouches at his side. I don't know what good this will do, but I'll try anything.

Just then a girl came barreling round the corner of the unused corridor looking this way and that franticaly. She slammed into the man who had no chance to brace himself, and so the two toppled over in a heap.

OCH!! What's this all about then? He yelped. Wait. You're the girl at the door. How did you get down here? The Healer let you go? Why wasn't I informed? This last question was more to himself.

What Healer? I woke up in this abandoned Castle, and you're the first person I've seen yet. Who are you, I might ask.

The two sat ther scrutinizing each other until they both realized that she was sitting accross his lap like a child on her Grampa's knee. They were both sitting up straight, yelling at each other up till now. They both turned four shades of red and Labban wiggled his feet franticly. Well, get off then. They stood up and brushed the dust off their clothes. Not that it helped in her case. She was covered in dirt from the road.

Labban looked down by his feet. There lay his Lyre, broken clean in two at the neck. Gah! Wonderful. Do you have any clue how long it takes to have one of those made? He looked up to find he was complaining to an empty room. Where'd that tramp get off to? ((tramp as in dirty traveler, not whore))

He reached for Gadrid's Lute instead. He spoke under his breath.I've got to borrow this my good friend. Hope you don't mind. Goonda! With that Labban headed for the dungeons.

Posted by: Celeste of the Stars1 27-Nov-2003, 11:00 AM
QUOTE (oldraven @ Nov 27 2003, 11:22 AM)

Just then a girl came barreling round the corner of the unused corridor looking this way in that in a frantic way. She slammed into the man who had no chance to brace himself, and so the two toppled over in a heap.

OCH!! What's this all about then? He yelped. Wait. You're the girl at the door. How did you get down here? The Healer let you go? Why wasn't I informed? This last question was more to himself.

What Healer? I woke up in this abandoned Castle, and you're the first person I've seen yet. Who are you, I might ask.

The two sat ther scrutinizing each other until they both realized that she was sitting accross his lap like a child on her Grampa's knee. They were both sitting up straight, yelling at each other up till now. They both turned four shades of red and Labban wiggled his feet franticly. Well, get off then. They stood up and brushed the dust off their clothes. Not that it helped in her case. She was covered in dirt from the road.

Labban looked down by his feet. There lay his Lyre, broken clean in two at the neck. Gah! Wonderful. Do you have any clue how long it takes to have one of those made? He looked up to find he was complaining to an empty room. Where'd that tramp get off to? ((tramp as in dirty traveler, not whore))


"The only person I've seen since I arrived at this forsaken place and I run away like a dolt! I could have asked him if he'd seen my bag!" The woman mutters to herself as she runs from the man she just had the collision with.

"I must remember to track him down once I find my bag. I might have something in there he would enjoy. Ok, now which way do I go?" She says as she stops at another corridor.

She happens to look down and realizes how dirty she really is. "Oh I must look a fright! Oh well not much I can do about it right now is there?"

Realizing she has no idea which way she needs to go she starts turning around in circles muttering, "A map would be lovely right about now!"

(Sorry OR! Cheap shot I know but I couldn't help myself!)

Posted by: oldraven 27-Nov-2003, 04:26 PM
*RUMBLE-RUMBLE-ROOOOOAR*

Gah! I'm famished. I've got to eat. So he ate. And after leaving the kitchens, he passed by the cellarer and somehow found himself turning in. hmm. I wonder what made me do that? He called for ale, ..and that?, and sat down with one of the off duty guards for a few flagons of the day's special.

After about four mugs, he pulled out Gadrid's lute and played a few licks. The guard started singing loudly, and quite out of key, but Labban played on. Can he get any flatter? The Guard let out a long drawn out roar, which was suposedly a word.Aparently so.

Then Labban added a fill that wasn't in his usual style. Then a strange chord he'd never heard before. Then another odd progression. It sounded foreign, but very pleasant. Very powerful.

The guard's voice began to clear. He started hitting the notes he intended, and eventualy the two were playing and singing in perfect unison.

People started pouring into the room, and Labban began to sing with the old guard. Everyone was looking happy, Master Mike in particular, seeing so many patrons so early in the afternoon. He was beaming in fact.

Labban song was none he had ever heard before, and gradualy even the lyrics were new words to him. Then, in a blast of vocal force, he began to sing in a language that was unknown to anyone in the room. The guard stopped abruptly and watched in awe as Labban stood and sang. Everyone was silent, except for him, and they all watched, delighted with the performance.

Just then the girl from the Minstrel's hall came running in, excited to see the crowd.

Labban stopped suddently and stared abou the room. Confused but feeling very euphoric. Well, it would seem I'm very late for a previous engagement............. goodbye. He ran from the room.

Posted by: Celeste of the Stars1 28-Nov-2003, 03:41 AM
"What is the beautiful music?" The young woman stops spinning and listens.

She follows the wonderful sound through a door and right in the middle of a crowd that seems to have gathered.

She pushes her way to the front of the pack to see who is playing the beautiful music.

"The gentleman from the hall!" She gasps.

Just then the gentleman stops playing and looks around in a daze.

"Well, it would seem I'm very late for a previous engagement.......good-bye" With that the man gets up and runs from the room.

The girls pushes back her way back out of the room and runs after the man.

"Excuse me...Excuse me sir!!!"

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 28-Nov-2003, 06:47 AM
QUOTE (Macerca @ Nov 27 2003, 09:32 AM)
Dragon Master

I dont know what to make of the dissapearing glyphs, with Master Labban, I do know one thing that with each passing day and with each contact with Dragonstrike I am changing and not exactly to  my liking, I feel that before this over we shall all be changed into what the gods only knows, perhaps they are getting a good laugh at our expense.

As to the glyphs I know not what could make them reappear, but there was one strange occurence, watch this, removing the Torc and the set of wings from the sack, where they had  each been wrapped in leather to protect them unwrapping the Torc he handed it to the Dragon Master, now hold this, he exclaimed as he withdrew Dragonstrike, bring the two pieces together they started to glow a bluosh green and started to wildly buzz, as they touched they made a sound that could almost be considered a chord but was slightly off.

Riders eyes opened in awe at the things that were transpiring the events were happening to fast really to keep track of.

As Macerca unwrapped the Torc and handed it to Her she noticed the craftmanship
the skystone had been melted, reformed into thin wires and braided, like the very same braid that she wore in her hair, the twisting the twining, seem to start nowhere and end nowhere and the dragonhead finial, appeared almost alive,as Macerca placed it around her neck it was a perfect fit, with just a slight bit of adjustment, so that it would hang right, with the opening in the front just at the hollow of her throat, as he finished he cleared his throat and quickly backed away, and said "A beauty for a beauty."

Now what am I going to do about all this, making a sweeping motion to direct her gaze to see all the blue mark now covering his entire body, I tried scrubbing the blasted things off but my skin is still raw frome the escapade, any suggestions?

By the way where is Labban I need to give him this, one thig that I need is a peice of elder, do you have a staff, so that I may join the two.

" It's beautiful Mac, Thank You. Yes I have some elder over in the large cabinet, as to what is happening I would say that it is the dragon magick making sure we are at our best. I doubt the Gods would play with us at this point Mac."

To my knowledge there is nothing I can do to remove it, But I can cast and make it so that people see you as they remember you. Wait a moment, I have a friend who might beable to help us in this matter. I will return shortly, as for Labban, The fool didn't tell me that he had Magick used on him in the Feay realm and I cast upon him, he lost his inhabitions and his common sense, Aaed took him to his chambers to sleep off the effect, so why don't you go check on Labban and I will go and talk to my friend to see what I can figure out."

at the prompting Mac left quickly to find Aaed & Labban. as I heard the top door shut I magick the locks so no one may enter. concentraiting on Highlander , I magick myself to him in the old Hags cave bringing with me fresh food and whiskey for him and the Hag.

Posted by: oldraven 28-Nov-2003, 04:45 PM
Excuse me.... excuse me sir!!!

Labban stopped and half turned. Well, if it isn't miss trouble. I think I'm going to go now while this lute's still in one piece. He raised an eyebrow and made a smirk. She stopped and gave him an offended look. So he turned and headed on his way.

Wait.She trotted after him. That was some song. Where'd you learn it. Haven't heard anything of the sort in my time.

No? Niether have I. I don't know where it came from. He stopped again and turned to her. I've got to ask again. Who are you? You show up and make my life a little more difficult every time I lay eyes on you than it was the moment before.

She gave him a scornful look, folded her arms, pushed her nose up in the air and walked off the the direction he was originaly walking. ah, so now she wants it to look like I'm the one following her.

He stood, stubornly, trying to think of another way to the dungeon. There was none. Wait. He darted after her. It was a simple question. Seems I have a tendancy to make unoffensive comments come out quite horridly. He caught up and slowed his pace. I wonder where we'd end up if I let her lead the way. He chuckled.

What are you laughing at?

Nothing, sorry. So, what's your name? And, em, why did I find you passed out with a big lump on your noggin this morning?

Posted by: Highlander 29-Nov-2003, 11:38 AM
As the Highlander sits patiently in his cave waiting for the time he will be needed, he ponders his past life in remembrance of all that has transpired. He remembers Macerca as a small boy, running and getting under foot of everyone back in the Highlands.. He remembers his dear departed wife, and remembers how his only child, a daughter along with her baby boy was savagely killed by lowlanders. Suddenly he remembers Macercas remark when he described the death of "his" beloved wife and child...The Highlander, wonders if Macerca could be, is it possible that he is, but then he would be......Hum, I wonder......

Posted by: Celeste of the Stars1 29-Nov-2003, 07:19 PM
As she tries to walk away from the man she thought was a gentleman she hears him chuckle.

"What are you laughing at!" The woman says as she spins around to face him.

"Nothing, sorry. So whats your name? And em, why did I find you passed out with a big lump on your noggin this morning?" the man asks with a smile on his face.

The woman is caught off balance for a moment.

*wow look at that beautiful smile! I never realized how handsome he is*

She snaps back when she realizes he is still speaking to her.

"Miss? Miss? Are you ok? Your not going to faint again are you?"

"Huh? Ummm I mean no, I'm fine." the woman answered somewhat dazed

"Well, are you going to tell me your name or am I going to have to call you trouble from now on?"

"Oh yes. I'm so sorry!" The woman bows as she says, "My name is Celeste, maiden of the stars, apprentice to....well...any healer that will have me to be quite honest!"

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 29-Nov-2003, 10:42 PM
"Hum, I wonder......." Highlander says as he sits in a far corner. Looking at Highlander Rider replies from the shadows. " You wonder about what, Highlander?"

"WHO'S THERE!" Highlander demands, stepping out from the shadows Rider stands before him. Her cloke hood covering her face.

" Is that anyway to speak to a Dragon Master? I came to bring you some food and drink." Dropping the parcels to the ground. " Now I will leave you, Good bye Highlander. I will send a Dragon for you when it is time."

Posted by: Highlander 29-Nov-2003, 11:26 PM
Many thanks, Rider, I'm getting tired of rabbit and squirrels for every meal. I'll be ready and waiting, when I am needed.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 30-Nov-2003, 12:06 AM
Turning around and looking at Highlander

" Grab your things, This is no place for a man like you. I have several spare sleeping chambers, you may chose which you prefer. Besides I would rather have you close at hand. You will have fresh food and drink and the first thing you will do is to Bathe. The Hags smell has got in to your very skin." covering her face Rider coughs. Not hesitating even a second, Highlander collects what meager things he has and is standing by Riders side. Looking back at the Hag he thanks her for her hospitality.

" I'm ready when ever you are Dragon Master." Highlander replies with a broad grin on his face. Rider reaches out and touches his hand, in the blink of an eye they are both in Riders Chambers. Highlander blinks and looks around in amazement.
" Pardon milady, but you mentioned a bath?" highlander reminded her. Walking over to the door with a waterfall on it Rider opens the door and gestures for Highlander to enter. Stepping through Highlander is truly amazed.

" It is called Warmsprings, the water that falls is warm and you will find a scrubbing bar on the rocks. you can dry off with this." Tossing a lager towel to him when you are finished your clothes will be hanging on the tree by the door. Take your time my friend, I will see about getting you some real food." Rider retreats quickly and quietly.



Posted by: Highlander 30-Nov-2003, 12:19 AM
As the Highlander Bathes for the first time in, well never mind, he ponders this situation. First the magic sword, now a sorceress, what next magical fairy's? Well the bathe will certainly refresh me so let what is to happen, happen. The Highlander finishes his bathe and reaches for his Kilt. It gone, along with his weapons, remembering the tree he looks to it and spies his clothes and something else, his weapons, all shinny, and sharpened like new. Highlanders mutters, she may be a dragon-master and sorceress, but she has style, what next?

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 30-Nov-2003, 12:45 AM
Seeing Highlander emerge from the bathing chamber Rider offers him a seat at her table. Smiling at her he walks over to the table and sits.

"How do you feel, Highlander?" Rider asks. walking over to a large covered tray Standing beside her hand hoving over the handle.

"Much better milady, thank you." smiling as he watched her.
"What is in the dish?" he questioned her
" Food if your hungry." Raising the cover and setting it down,Rider watched as Highlanders eyes grew Large as his mouth watered.

" Roasted Lamb, Soitted Quail with roasted red fruit, Fresh Fruit and roasted veggies. I also have Ale and Whiskey." replied Rider, smiling.

Posted by: Highlander 30-Nov-2003, 12:55 AM
The Highlander sat perplexed. It has been a long time since he has eaten from a table, or in the presence of a beautiful lady. Rider urges him to eat. Me lady I wish not to offend you by my bad habits, could you please let me eat by myself, I have been to long alone to remember how to dine properly. Rider just smiles and says eat, and eat well for you will need your strength soon. With that she pours him a mug of whiskey, the preferred drink of a Highlander.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 30-Nov-2003, 01:44 AM
Rider just smiles and says eat, and eat well for you will need your strength soon. With that she pours him a mug of whiskey, the preferred drink of a Highlander.

" I am more Interested in your health wellbeing & Intelect then your manners at this point in time." Grabbing a piece of Dragon Fruit from the tray rider walks to her desk and picks up a notescroll. Walking back to Highlander Rider hands him the scroll.
" This is what was burned in to Labbans chest, but when I move to the second set they disappeared. Also Macerca is now a young man of 25-30 years. I'm not sure why though. These are answers I need. You may Read while you eat, I do not find that rude." Stated Rider in a matter of fact tone. Looking at Highlander she smiles.

as they speak Labban and a new young woman enter Riders Living Chambers.
" Ahh Labban, Highlander will be staying here with me in his own chambers of course, but please show him your chest." A look of anger crossed Labbans face his heart pounded to find him in Riders Chambers and to hear that he would be staying here with her made it even worse.

" Hello Highlander." he said coldly as he removed his shirt. Looking at the Pictish Glyphs the second set came to life.

Posted by: Highlander 30-Nov-2003, 01:58 AM
As the Highlander looked at Labbans chest, the second part appeared, Highlander exclaimed, this is in Pictish, a language that has no supposive written alphabet. As Highlander read he beckoned to Rider to stand behind him so she could also see, but as soon as she did the lettering again disappeared. Rider exclaimed under her breath, and stepped away, as soon as she did the lettering re-appeared. Highlander began to read aloud so that she would know what it said. I a few minutes the reading was over and Rider had a strange mysterious look upon her face, she said Highlander do you know what this means? The Highlander replied, yes and we must prepare...summon Macerca, for he should be told...

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 30-Nov-2003, 02:24 AM
In a few minutes the reading was over and Rider had a strange mysterious look upon her face, she said Highlander do you know what this means? The Highlander replied, yes and we must prepare...summon Macerca, for he should be told...

" He went to go find Labban. Did you see him at all on your way down here Labban?" Looking at the girl Rider tilts her head." Who are you?"

" My name is Celeste of the stars, I am hear to be an apprentice healer." the girl replied.

" I see." looking between Labban and Celeste Rider turns her back and goes to write a message to Macerca recalling him back to the dungeon. Calling out Rashah
and hearing Celeste gasp with shock Rider smiles to herself and attaches the message to Rahshahs talon. Telling him mentally to go to Macerca and give himthe message then return to her. With a Squawk Rahshah leaves. Turning back to Labban, Celeste and Highlander. " Please, won't you all sit down and eat something? There is plenty for all. we must rest also, for we shall be leaving very soon." Picking up her Dragon fruit Rider excuses herself to her private chambers.

Posted by: oldraven 30-Nov-2003, 02:55 AM
So, Highlander's back. And making himself quite cozy with Rider, it would seem. Labban stood for a moment, face burning red, and eyes glowing green. Rider had given him an odd look when he came in with the girl. Labban glanced back at Celeste. She smiled. He smiled. He looked back at Rider, who had now taken a seat next to Highlander.

With an obvious flourish, Labban spun and offered his hand out to Celeste.After you, m'lady. Then, surprising even himself, he kissed her hand and led her to a seat, oposite Rider. He pushed her chair in for her and went to the oposite head of the table from Highlander.

They ate in silence for a moment; everyone staring at their plates, not daring to look up. At last Rider spoke up. Well, what do you think of our Castle? Seems you've gotten around pretty quickly.

I beg your pardon? Said Celeste, not quite sure what to make of the comment, but confident that she didn't like it.

Oops. I'd better step in here.I'd like to thank you Rider, but I really must get Celeste some quarters. Can't have her sleeping in the halls.... and I don't have any room for guests, unlike you. Why did he say that? He'd been friends with Rider for too long to be acting like this.

Even so, he stood up, bowed, and thanked Rider for the short meal. He took Celeste by the hand and led her to the door.

Labban, we do have business to discuss. Stated Rider, most agetated.

Send me a little note of your findings, like you just did with Macerca. I have faith your little dragon sprite can find me.

Labban opened the door and turned to the couple seated at the table.I do hope you enjoy your stay, Highlander. Ugh. I'm going to regret that one.

Posted by: Highlander 30-Nov-2003, 03:11 AM
Highlander turns to Rider, it seems you have a wannabe suitor, my lady, and the Highlander smiles widely as Rider blushes.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 30-Nov-2003, 03:50 AM
Anger flashing in Riders heart as she witnessed Labban kiss Celestes hand. an apprentice my foot, looks to me like she has other Ideas . Why on earth am I judging her this way, I know nothing about her, but what I do know is that she is getting cozy with Labban and I don't like it. Well time for me to be over this.

They ate in silence for a moment; everyone staring at their plates, not daring to look up. At last Rider spoke up. Well, what do you think of our Castle? Seems you've gotten around pretty quickly.

That was cruel of me, she didn't deserve that.

I beg your pardon? Said Celeste, not quite sure what to make of the comment, but confident that she didn't like it.

I'd like to thank you Rider, but I really must get Celeste some quarters. Can't have her sleeping in the halls.... and I don't have any room for guests, unlike you.

a look of shock crosses Riders face as a pain stabs itself deep in her heart.

Labban stood up, bowed, and thanked Rider for the short meal. He took Celeste by the hand and led her to the door.

Labban, we do have business to discuss. Stated Rider, most agitated.

Send me a little note of your findings, like you just did with Macerca. I have faith your little dragon sprite can find me.

Labban opened the door and turned to the couple seated at the table.I do hope you enjoy your stay, Highlander.
As Labban closes the door Rider looks down at her food, all she wants at this point is to cry, but she will not.

Highlander turns to Rider, it seems you have a wannabe suitor, my lady, and the Highlander smiles widely as Rider blushes.
" Do I , I hadn't noticed. I think your mistaken old friend. I believe we just met his new Lady." with that said Rider cleans up the table then shows Highlander to the spare rooms.

" Take your pick, the room you choose has a magick Lock that will open for only you, Now if you will excuse me, I must retire to my chambers." turning her back on Highlander Rider walks quickly to her private bed chamber and locks all the doors. Stripping down to nothing and laying down on her bed she pulls the covers over her head and cries. Labban stabbed the knife in deeply and twisted it. Rider Vows never to feel this way again for Labban or any man.

get rid of it you fool, he has no interest in you and you have better things to do with your time then play heart strings with Labban. He wants her , he can have her.
I don't care.


Waking to banging on my door I hear Mac and Highlanders voices on the other side.
" RIDER, RIIDER! ARE YOU ALRIGHT?" yells Mac

" Stand back I'll get the door Open." growles Highlander

" Man don't be a fool, the door is Magicked!" Mac warns

Calling out.." I'm Fine Mac, I'll be with you in a Moment. Go to my Main Chambers!"
covering her face she felt dry tears and only remembered parts of her terrible nightmare. Dressing quickly and making herself presentable Rider walks out to greet her friends.

" What pack o'dogs ran over ye Lass?" asks Highlander

" Memories Highlander, Memories." acting quickly Mac leads Rider to her chair.

" are you alright milady?"

"I'm fine Mac, I promise you." Patting his shoulder We have much to discuss please sit.
" Are ya Sure, you look like you were hit by an anvil straight on & what were you screaming about? It sounded like you were being seriously harmed!" Mac looks directly into Riders eyes. His anger and worry worn clearly on his face. Looking past Mac Rider sees that Highlander has the same look.
" What ever it was I drempt, I do not remember, I didn't even know I was screaming. Now please sit Highlander and I have much to tell you ." Hours go by as Highlander and Rider fill Mac in on what is happening. As they finish Rider stands up and looks up at Mac.

" Mac I will go pack, Please send Labban a message of what you have been told and request him to join us, we leave on Dragonback at dawn." Standing up Rider walks quickly to her chambers , beginning to pack all the she will need for this journey.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 30-Nov-2003, 05:31 AM
Rider reaches for a piece of parchment and a quill, scribbling quickly she writes a message to the Master Healer.

Dear Master Healer Josie,

We are on a Quest and require your services, please bring an appropriate Apprentace with you and pack every thing you will be needing. I can only heal Dragon related injuries, You will be responsible for the rest. We leave on Dragonback at Dawn. Please meet us outside the castle walls before sun rise.

Your Sister in Healing

Lady Rider
High Dragon Master


attatching the messgae to Rashahs Talon, I visualize The new Master Healer.
" Take tis to her and don't dawdle, wait for a reply and then return to me."

Rahshah again is off.

Posted by: Celeste of the Stars1 30-Nov-2003, 05:56 AM
As Labban closes the door to Rider's chambers I grab his arm.

"What the hell was that all about? I felt like I was on trial in there!" I scream

"Shhhh! She'll hear you!" Labban says as he tries to drag me away from the door.

"I don't care if she hears me I didn't deserve any of that!" I yell as I jerk my arm from his grasp.

"Are you forgetting you are only an apprentice and she is a healer?"
He asks as he crosses his arms before his chest.

"I don't.....oh well you do have a point there. Still she didn't have to be so rude. She doesn't even know me!"
I say with a pout.

"Yes, yes I know." Lebban says as he puts his arm around my shoulders and leads me away. "Now lets see what we can find you a nice place to sleep...and perhaps a bath!"

"Ha ha, very funny! By the way, I've been meaning to ask you. Have you seen my bag?"

Posted by: 3Ravens 30-Nov-2003, 08:08 AM
To: Lady Rider, High Dragon Master
From:Master Healer Josie 3Ravens
Greetings!
Your message created quite a stir in Healer Hall! Rashah appeared in the midst of midday meal in front of all the assembled healers! Your request was read in front of the assemblage, and the High Healer (after a bit of heming and hawing, you know how he is) deemed it a suitable Master Quest.
However, there is one problem! Having only been confirmed as Master yesterday, I have yet to choose an apprentice. Normally this would not be a problem, as one need not choose an apprentice immediately. However, you have requested an apprentice, and the High Master concurs that one person may not be sufficient.
Those persons with travel experience are already 'prenticed to others, and the other younglings are, quite frankly, too young! I find myself at a loss for a 'prentice! Do you have any suggestions?
I will confer with some of the others who have done journey Quests before, and will pack accordingly. I will meet you at dawn, with or without an apprentice!
In Healing,
Josie 3Ravens, Master Healer

Posted by: Aaediwen 30-Nov-2003, 08:59 AM
Heading toward the dungeon to check with Rider on any further developments, I hear Lebbin in the middle of a heated discussion with someone whose voice he did not recognise. Rounding the corner, he sees that the strange voice belongs to the lady whom he had seen being helped to the healers the day prior.

"Hello, what's going on here? Cross words with new arrivals already Lebbin? That's not like you." I state. Turning to the lady I introduce myself, "Welcome, M'lady. I am Aaediwen, Scribe and wanderer. I don't believe we have had oppertunity to meet. Who might you be? I hope you are feeling well after your fall."

"My name is Celeste.", the young lady replied.

"Nice to officially meet you, maam. I would hope that you are well here, but what I heard as I rounded the corner indicates otherwise. I hate for anyone not to feel welcome around here. If there is anything you need, don't hesitate to ask.", I say, then continuing with only a slight pause, "Well, I came to check with Rider about that scroll on your chest Lebbin. Might I pass?" As I finish, I slip between the pair and the wall, slipping in through the door. Rider's chamber is an emotional shambels
"What on earth happened here? And don't tell me all is well. I know better. There's bad magick flying all around in here."

Posted by: Macerca 30-Nov-2003, 05:25 PM
I stand out side the castle walls before dawn, looking toward the east, this has always been the best of time, in the time between times when the darkness is quite not over with, but the sun has not commanded his presence be noted by the onrush of daylight.

As I stand here memories rush back with a flud of emotions, the battles past, glories won,..... and lost, friends and relatives lost on the battlefield, what will this day hold, absentmindedly Macerca touches the sword at his back then checks his other weapons, then notes that these probably will not do much good if Dragonstrike is to fail.

He stands there looking at his fellow comrades heading his way, Labban is the first to arrive, Macerca reaches out and wraps Labban in a bearhug saying "man where have you been I have been scouring the castle looking for you almost the whole night,drat those consarned moving walls three time I wound right where I started from, but anyway this is for you Macerca said and reaching behind him pulled a staff of elder with the newly forged dragonwings atop the shaft, jsut at that moment the others arrived and as Labban reached out his hand to take the staff, and touched the shaft, started to glow, just as Riders dragon torc, and Macercas sword, the glow soon bathed the whole enemble in an otherworldly glow then subsided, but when the glow had gone the staff, torc, and sword still glowed.

Well he said turnig to Rider I guess it's time to call the dragons and get this thing started.

Posted by: Highlander 30-Nov-2003, 06:31 PM
Highlander stands silently amused at all of the confusion about him. He says to no one in particular "you would think they are going to a party to have to worry about what to take" Why can't people be more like a clansman, take whats on your back and be sure your sword is sharp. As Highlander waits a smile crosses his rugged face, Rider and Labban, two wanna-be lovers that are afraid to take the first step. KIDS, what can you do? and he smiles more, battle at last, I just hope that damn Dragon can hold all of us!

Posted by: 3Ravens 30-Nov-2003, 07:33 PM
Heading down a corridor, I spot Labban and a young lady I don't recognise.
"Labban, I am going to need some reference scrolls to go with us in the morning. You know, the ones you have several copies of for just such times? I'd like a copy of Merlin's Modern Herbal, Ravenwing's Practical Healing Spells, and a good anatomy and physiology scroll please. I think I have all the others I'll need."
I turn to the young woman.
"Hello, I'm Josie 3Ravens. Would you be the young lady who literally fell into the Castle the other day? I understand you are a Healer? Would you be interested in a Quest? You obviously are a seasoned traveler. I find I am in need of an apprentice at short notice. If you are interested, please see the High Healer. If you pass his questioning, I'm sure he will allow you to go.
Please don't take this in the wrong way, but you should have a wash-up first. If you go to Healer's Hall and tell them I sent you, they will show you the bathing pool and give you a clean robe if you need it.
By the way, there is a strange healer's bag in the hall. Might it be yours?"
"Labban, I know you can direct her there...if you would, please?.Oh, where are my manners? I'm sorry, I don't even know your name. Labban, introduce us, please?"
After being introduced to Celeste, I pass on down the hall and decend several sets of stairs to Rider's dungeon. As I enter, I almost bump into a rather weather-beaten young man.
"Oh, hullo Aaediwen, I met you in the Library. How are you. I didn't know you were back! Have you seen Rider? I want to know if I need to bring any Dragon-specific herbs or spells, or does she have her own?
Phew! This place smells like too many spells too fast and too furious were set off!"
Aaediwen shakes his head.
"Did anyone ever tell you you are a talker?" he says with a smile. "And yes, I was
just mentioning the bad magikal vibes in here to Rider. Did you know that most people can't "smell" them at all?"
"That's one of the things that make a good Healer" I reply "Rider, what happened?"

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 30-Nov-2003, 11:29 PM
Looking up and seeing Aaed & Josie Rider smiles sweetly.

" An emotional upheaval happened in here, That new Woman Celeste is it?, well lets just say that Labban seems to have a new woman." Aaediwens eyes grow large with surprise. " What makes you think that Rider?" he questions her.
" hmm.. It might have been the kiss on the hand or the fact that when they left they were holding hands." Rider states calmly

"she is beautiful don't you think?" Rider looks at both Aaed & Josie.
" Rider, do you have ......"

" I have all the Dragon herbals I can carry Josie. I'm sorry about the smell, I apparently had another nightmare lastnight."" Looking up at Josie who is my trusted friend. Nodding her head Josie understands what I am saying and knows better then to ask.
" I'm not sure why it has come back." Rider states as she presses her hand to her head.
"But what I do know is that we must be off very soon." shooing Josie and Aaediwen out of my chambers gently but firmly " Please make sure you have all that you need and make sure you bring a heavy fur lined cloke Josie riding adragon back can get cold." Making moves to re-enter my chambers Josie and Aaediwen start to protest, which I cut short and send them to go pack. Seeing them both to the door I close it firmly behind them.

Josie and Aaediwen look at each other.
" Well that was odd of her." Aaediwen states.
" No , she is correct lad, now let us be off and get our things together, we will meet her before dawn. I don't know about you but I have mich to do." Pushing Aaediwen up the stairs they scurry away.

Meeting everyone out side I bring with me one of our Guardians, a special man who is very handy when needed. Wonderful with a bow and sword he is on a journey of the soul.

Meeting up with Mac & Labban I watch as Labban reaches out his hand to take the staff, touching the shaft, it started to glow, just as Riders dragon torc, and Macercas sword, the glow soon bathed the whole enemble in an otherworldly glow then subsided, but when the glow had gone the staff, torc, and sword still glowed.
Labban bowed and then returned to the main group. Looking at me Mac has a question in his eyes.
"Don't ask." I state firmly. Turning around Mac and I head back to the main group.
Walking up to the group I can see Labban with his hand entwined with Celestes. smiling cordially I step forward and greet them all.

" Good Morning every one, Glad to see you all here. You will each be riding a dragon. Your belongings will be set behind you. tie your bundles tightly to the saddles that have been provided for you. If you should lose anything off the dragon, say good bye to it, we shall not turn around for it. I see you all have your winter clokes with you, very good." Looking to at every one Mac begins to speak.

"Well," he said turing to Rider "I guess it's time to call the dragons and get this thing started."

" How right you are." Rider stated and smiled at Mac, excusing her self Rider left the group, walked several hundred yards away , raised her staff , arms spread wide and called the Dragons she would need. Eight mighty dragons come to her call, forming a large V The Golden Dragon Nemarth leads them to the awaiting party. Landing in a circle around Rider each Dragon bows their head. Smiling and seeing that all is in order Rider gives the command to mount up. smiling softly as her eyes unfocus Rider speaks with Nemarth. Riders eyes refocus and she immediately Mounts her beloved dragon. Giving Nemmy a gentle slap on her neck Rider tells nemmy to take them all to Erorath Glenn.
~ The journey will be a long one.~ Nemarth informs Rider.
~"I am well aware of that love, no please , let us be off, the sun is about to rise and I wish to feel the wind across my face."~ Rider responds.
~As you wish it .~

Each Dragon one at a time downstrokes their wings and joins the others that are already airborne. Once the party is together Nemarth leads the way to Erorath Glenn. sitting back Rider gets situated. The wind blows across her face making her pain & the memory of that nightmare flee her.

Posted by: Celeste of the Stars1 01-Dec-2003, 04:45 AM
As we arrived to meet everyone I noticed Rider staring at Labban and myself.

*What is her problem? Oh no here she comes*
As she walks toward the group I grab Labban's hand. More to keep me in check than to be lovey.

"Good morning everyone, glad to see your all here. You'll each be riding a dragon...."

*A DRAGON!!! YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING!!*

After Rider finishes her instructions she walks off to call her dragons.

"Labban, my I speak with you please?"

"Of course my dear, whats the matter?" He asks as a worried look forms across his face.

"Ummm, well I haven't had a chance to tell you very much about myself, but there is one things that is very important at this time." I say as I look around cautiously.

"Well woman don't leave me in suspense!" He says as he takes hold of my arm and walks me away from the group.

"Well.... you see... ock! It's ike this, my last lord was killed by a dragon and I'm not exactly thrilled about getting on one of these beasts! There I said it!"

Labban starts chuckling and soon the chuckle turns into a full blow side splitting laugh. I stand staring at him dumbfounded.

"Well thats not the response I was expecting! So much you being a gentleman!" I say as I turn and start to storm away.

He grabs my arm and says through the laughter, "No....please...wait..." He finally gets ahold of himself and says "I'm sorry, I've just never heard someone say they were afraid of Rider's Dragons. "

"Rider's dragons?" I ask

"Yes dear Rider's dragons. Didn't you know she was a Dragon Master?" He asks in amazement.

"Now how could I? The only time I've ever met the woman she practically called me a whore. Not exactly the greatest start for a conversation." I say as I turn just in time to see a group of dragons land in a circle around Rider.

"Well I can assure you she didn't mean to offend you." Labban says as he takes my hand and leads me back to the group. "She really is a wonderful woman. Just wait and try to get to know her."

"I'll do my best" I assure him

"Thats all I ask." He says as he helps me on to my dragon and starts to tie my bag to the back of my saddle.

"Oh wait before I forget again, please hand me my bag."

Labban hands me my bag and I reach in a pull out the most beautiful lyre he's ever seen and hand it to him.

"It was my fathers." I say "I want you to have it, to replace the one I broke."

Posted by: oldraven 01-Dec-2003, 10:06 AM
After the meeting in the hall with Josie, Labban brought Celeste to Healer's Hall and left her in their care. She had much to do, as did he, so he went off to pack some things, get cleaned up, (perhaps even get that shave), and grab a quick nap. He had a feeling there would be little time for rest in the coming days.

He swung by the Minstrel's Hall on the way and to drop off the borrowed lute. Gadrid was most pleased to see his instrument in good condition, and gave Labban his regards on the loss of his lyre. The man was nearly in tears, and Labban could see that he had been full out crying before he came in. He was sitting with the broken lyre in his lap, mourning its passing. Minstrels; they're an odd folk. He stood and waddled over to Labban and gave him a great bear hug. Thank you Gadrid. But I'll be alright. You just take care of yours. I'll be leaving for a few days, or perhaps longer, so you'll have to fill in for me. I wouldn't be doing much playing with a broken lyre anyway. The man broke out in sobs again. Take care Gadrid. I'll see you in a while.

He went to his quarters, packed, got washed up, and fell asleep while trying to redress. He never did get that shave.

Celeste showed up at his quarters and knocked on the door. He jumped up, finished getting himself together, and left. Ah, so you found your bag. Good. Looks like you could carry a herd of sheep in that thing. They grabbed a quick breakfast, and Labban stopped by the cellarer for a morning flagon of cider, and a few flasks of scotch..... for the road. The last stop before heading out to meet, was the library. There were a few things that Josie needed, and a few that he needed. He explained to the old man that he would be on his own again for a bit, and said his farewells. If only he had more time, he could show Celeste the vastness of the records kept there, but not this day. On his way out, his eye caught the Loch Innis Codex, and he halted. Unaware as to why, he felt the need to take it with him. It was large and would be a burden, but he took it none the less.

The group gathered on the lawn, where Macerca presented him with a staff. It glowed and hummed in his hand, and he heard a strange sound coming from Celeste's bag. It sounded familiar, but most unusual for a bag.

Labban reasured Celeste that the dragons were perfectly safe, though deep down inside he held the same fears. But he couldn't let her see that. It would only prove to make her worse. As he helped her up and tied down her gear she presented him with a wonderful gift. It was my fathers. she said I want you to have it, to replace the one I broke.

It was magnificent. The darkest of Oaks, with a deep red finish. Knotwork scribed all over, and Elk antler inlaid all about the carings to contrast. It would have taken a craftsman years to complete. He rolled it in his hands, mouth agape with awe. There could only be a handful of men in the world who could create such a thing of beauty. I can't accept this. The lyre that was broken doesn't even deserve to sit in this ones shadow. I'm not worthy of such an instrument.

Don't be a fool. It's just an old lyre. And look, it matches your hair. I can't very well leave you with nothing after destroying yours. She touched his hair as she said it. A moment of silence, and a flash of a smile passed. I think he'd be pleased that you have it.

Labban bowed low and graciously.Who am I to argue with that? I will accept this gift, but know now that I am the one who is in debt.

Rider spoke up then. Are we ready? Labban ran to his dragon, where he tied his pack, slung the lyre over his shoulder, and mounted the beast, staff in hand. Let's be off then.

The creatures lept up, and they were soon passing over trees and mountain. He felt much more sure of himself this time. The gentle stomach seemed a little harder, he started to hum a tune. A new tune. The lyre seemed to answer his calling song, and the staff let out a drone as it quivered in his hand. Then the strangest thing happened. The dragon beneath him picked up the tune. I had no idea dragons could sing. Or that they even knew what music was.

It was a long journey, but a light hearted one. All were smiling, and laughing, and some were even singing.

Posted by: 3Ravens 01-Dec-2003, 10:26 AM
"Well, now!"I think to myself, "This will be a new experience! I've never seen the top side of a dragon before, just the bottoms as they flew over the village or the castle."
"Hello, Winged One." I think to the sturdy-looking blue who courteously holds out a taloned leg for me to mount, "I'm Josie 3Ravens."
"I'm Belagrath" comes a voice into my mind with a slight tinge of amusement. "Not many of your kind who are not Dragonmasters can hear us.
Be sure to tie your bundle securely. It will be a long drop should something fall."
"Thank you Belagrath," I reply, "I have been found to have a talent for communication with magickal beings, and dragon's certainly qualify."
I quickly tie my triple-wrapped bundle of healing supplies and small backpack of personal items onto the back, and settle myself into the saddle. I've ridden the broad-backed Shire horses of the village, but I have no illusions that this ride will be similar. I hope it will be an easy ride!
"Don't worry," a voice now definently amused says in my mind,"I won't let you fall! Just secure yourself with the tie straps on the saddle, in case of turbulence or banking."
"Turbulence? Banking? Whatever is he thinking about?" I put one set of straps securely around my waist, and others around each leg. "I'm ready, I think. (I hope.)"
A wordless wave of amusement reaches my mind. I hope we don't have to wait too long for the others to be ready...

Posted by: Liriel Baenre Do'Urden 01-Dec-2003, 01:45 PM
Liriel walks out of the wood and watches the party leave. Her amber eyes sparkle with mischief.

She turns around and speaks to her companion "What do you think Master? Will they make it in time?"

The white haired dark elf, Drizzit Do'Urden, looks on "They should make their destination but as to their destiny only the Gods know."

The two turn and walk back into the woods and continue their way into the mountains. It would be a long journey to Erorath Glenn. They must arrive before the party and make sure the area was clear of orcs.

As the two trot down the path, Liriel's fair complexion starts to turn dark. Her illusion of a high elf begins to fade. The highly skilled ranger had learned certain tricks in the dark elf city and this spell had cost greatly.

Posted by: Highlander 02-Dec-2003, 02:01 PM
The Highlander stares at his ride, with fear and excitement, but then the dragon seems to speak to him, AH Highlander, its been along time since last we met, you where just a wee bairn the last time, and now you've grown into a fine strong man, well what are you waiting for, a summer snow (the dragon seems to laugh) jump aboard. The Highlander grinds his teeth and nimbly jump on the Dragon and secures what little belongings he carries with him. The Highlander and the Dragon wait for the others to climb aboard and to leave on their long quest. Highlander mutters, "damn, I forgot a wee cask of scotch for the trip".... Highlander then looks over and spys, Drizzit Do'Urden. ELF,you not be the Drizzit, are you his daughter? Well never mind that, and then he bellows what of Gromph, the dark elf, be he still alive? The hatred in Highlanders voice is heard by all...

Posted by: oldraven 03-Dec-2003, 12:52 PM
Labban turned to see what Highlander was hollering about. There was nothing there. Not that he could see, anyway.

What's that Highlander? Who are you yelling at? Highlander seemed very anoyed that no one else saw the Elf he spoke of.

Never mind about that. What's that you're singin?

I couldn't tell you if I wanted to. Lately I've just been hearing these strage melodies in my head. Can't help but sing them. Anything you've heard? Labban secretly pleaded that the Highlander had some sort of answers for him.

Nah. Can't help you there. Keep it up though. Soothes my nerves. I've got no scotch to do that job.

Scotch you say? I've got some of Master Mikes special reserve with me. I'm sure I can spare a cap when we get down from here.

Posted by: Highlander 03-Dec-2003, 04:39 PM
Labban, did ye not see the wee elf at the edge of the trees? No, Highlander I saw nothing, what was it you think you saw? Nothing, Labban, nothing. Just a memory from the past. Lets get this circus on the road, we've battle to be done, and whiskey to be drank... beer_mug.gif

Posted by: myriad 04-Dec-2003, 01:17 AM
QUOTE (Liriel Baenre Do'Urden @ Dec 1 2003, 02:45 PM)
Liriel walks out of the wood and watches the party leave. Her amber eyes sparkle with mischief.

She turns around and speaks to her companion "What do you think Master? Will they make it in time?"

The white haired dark elf, Drizzit Do'Urden, looks on "They should make their destination but as to their destiny only the Gods know."

The two turn and walk back into the woods and continue their way into the mountains. It would be a long journey to Erorath Glenn. They must arrive before the party and make sure the area was clear of orcs.

As the two trot down the path, Liriel's fair complexion starts to turn dark. Her illusion of a high elf begins to fade. The highly skilled ranger had learned certain tricks in the dark elf city and this spell had cost greatly.

Lahatha pads side to side for a moment trying to make up her mind. She sniffs the gentle breeze that wafts from the two travelors direction. Elfenkind. Glances about a bit uncomfortable. It is not common, what would Kiatra say if he knew. grrrrrr ... Lahatha growls a low moan to herself. I must do it... the vision could not have meant anything other than this. Lahatha begins a slow four footed path toward the two. Will they allow a wolfenkind as companion? Shaking her silver-blue fur from nose to tail she directs her green eyed gaze at the two and makes her way in their direction, padding easily along with her tail moving easily from side to side with her stride.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 04-Dec-2003, 03:42 PM
Soaring high over the land, Nemarth begins to make a slow decnt toward a large glenn.
Well at least every one is happy and enjoying this part of the adventure.
How on earth did such a band of misfits ever get destined to do this I will never inderstand but, I guess we are what will cause the evil to be finished in our land. Now to find a suitable place for us to land and make camp. The sun is setting and I must still tell everyone what is going on.

As Nemarth slowly Circles she tells the other dragons to land in the clearing just wouth of the forest ridge. Riders eyes unfocus and she becomes relaxed as she listens to the conversation between the dragons.

"Balgarathina, You and Highlander Land first , check out the forest before you hit ground and make sure to use your DragonFear so any enemies will be unable to escape. Mortano you and the Guardian sweep the outter circle."

" Yes, My Queen. Highlanderwe have our first mission, get your sword and be at the ready. We must secure the area for the party to land." answers Balagarathina

as the others circle high above the two Bronze Dragons fly lower in opposite directions. Moments later the entire party has landed and has begun to set up camp.



Posted by: Macerca 04-Dec-2003, 06:32 PM
As the group was making camp Macerca set about gathering up firewood for the camp, then carefully cleared out a hollow in the ground, and placed some tinder in the freshly scooped hole, and was busy trying to get a fire started.

?Och ! you would think that one who used to be the Master Smith he would be able to get a fire started but nooo this tender must have some dampness to it.? Then Rider strolled over with a huge smile on Her face, ?Mac what on earth are you doing?? ? What in blue blazes do you think I?m doing lass, can you not see that I?m lighting the fire,? with that she burst out laughing, at that, thru the laughter she called Rasha would you do the honor, and then Rasha flew down and with one little snort ignited the tender and the wood for the fire, and with that Mac and Rider fell down on the ground laughing, while the rest of the camp looked on as if they were daft, and everyone knows how laughter is contagious, soon the whole camp was roaring, when all had subsided Mac exclaims ?I had totally forgot that we are surrounded by dragons, well with that accomplished I think I will have that drink now, Labban, brother, do you have anymore of that fine scotch??

Posted by: oldraven 04-Dec-2003, 10:32 PM
Aye Mac. Got a few flasks from Mike before we left. Labban looks around for Highlander and finds him standing at the edge of the forest........ taking care of business. Eh! Highlander. Long trip, wasn't it? Should have been a bit more prepared.

Labban and Macerca laughed heartily, as Highlander returned to the group, laughing himself.

Now, where's this whiskey I've been hearin about? The man took a seat by the fire.

One each, me boys. Labban tosses a flask to Macerca, then to Highlander. Aaediwen, you going to join us? Plenty to go around.

Sure. I'll have a cap or two. Aaediwen takes a seat next to Labban, and plants himself on a hidden, and decidedly sharp, stick. YOWCH!!!

AAAAAAHAHHAH!!! Come on, this'll cure what ale's ye! Yells Macerca. Aaediwen takes a long draught and let's out a wheeze.

Highlander pipes up. Let's have a song, Labban.

Mac and Aaediwen chime in, Aye, let's have it oldraven.

Allright, allright. Ye should all know this one. Labban pulls out the beautiful lyre and strums it. Perfect tune. He starts to pick out a line, that the four all recognise, and with a cheer the three join him in song.

note.gif Pale was the wounded knight, that bore the rowan shield
Loud and cruel were the raven's cries that feasted on the field
Saying "Beck water cold and clear will never clean your wound
There's none but the witch of the Westmoreland can make thee hale and soond"


So turn, turn your stallion's head 'til his red mane flies in the wind
And the rider of the moon goes by and the bright star falls behind
And clear was the paley moon when his shadow passed him by
below the hills were the brightest stars when he heard the owlet cry


Saying "Why do you ride this way, and wherefore came you here?"
"I seek the Witch of the Westmorland that dwells by the winding mere"
And it's weary by the Ullswater and the misty brake fern way
Til throught the cleft in the Kirkstane Pass the winding water lay


He said "Lie down, me brindled hound and rest ye, me good grey hawk
And thee, my steed may graze thy fill for I must dismount and walk,
But come when you hear my horn and answer swift the call
For I fear ere the sun will rise this morn ye will serve me best of all"


And it's down to the water's brim he's born the rowan shield
And the goldenrod he has cast in to see what the lake might yield
And wet she rose from the lake, and fast and fleet went she
One half the form of a maiden fair with a jet black mare's body


And loud, long and shrill he blew til his steed was by his side
High overhead the grey hawk flew and swiftly did he ride
Saying "Course well, my brindled hound, and fetch me the jet black mare
Stoop and strike, my good grey hawk, and bring me the maiden fair"


She said "Pray, sheathe thy silvery sword. Lay down thy rown shield
For I see by the briny blood that flows you've been wounded in the field"
And she stood in a gown of the velvet blue, bound round withh a silver chain
And she's kissed his pale lips once and twice and three times round again


And she's bound his wounds with the goldenrod, full fast in her arms he lay
And he has risen hale and sound with the sun high in the day
She said "Ride with your brindled hound at heel, and your good grey hawk in hand
There's none can harm the knight who's lain with the Witch of the Westmorland." note.gif

By the end, all the companions in the group had gathered round the fire, and sang in chorus together. Macerca's blade, Rider's torc, and Labban's staff droning and letting off a glow that encompassed the company. There was love and fellowship on the air. They sang and laughed for hours on end. The whiskey was fine, and seemed to be enchanted, as the flasks never ran dry.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 05-Dec-2003, 01:18 AM
By the end, all the companions in the group had gathered round the fire, and sang in chorus together. Macerca's blade, Rider's torc, and Labban's staff droning and letting off a glow that encompassed the company. There was love and fellowship on the air. They sang and laughed for hours on end. The whiskey was fine, and seemed to be enchanted, as the flasks never ran dry.
As the singing comes to an end Josie and I pass around the hearty venison stew and some rolls.

Sitting down with everyone, we eat in silence Finally Celeste breaks the silence.

"Would some one mind filling me in on why we are on this journey?"
Looking up from my meal and clearing my throat

" I believe that is best left until morning. We have a long perils journey ahead of us. I hope your skills will aid us well." I stated calmly. Looking deep in to her soul, I feel that something just isn't right with her and refrain from saying anymore.
" What do you mean by that remark, Rider? That is the second time you have insulted me. I don't appreciate it." yells celeste

looking up at celeste calmly, I stare at Celeste.
" I have not insulted you at all, and I do not appreciate your tone, Josie she is your apprentice, I would suggest you teach her some manners."
seeing Josie leaning over she whispers in Celeste's ear,
"Celeste You can wash the dishes tonight" says Josie to her.
" But I want an answer to my question!" says Celeste
" You dare accuse Rider of something beneath her and insult her when she was simply stating a hope of your skills and now you dare to demand things that are none of your business, off with you you are to wash the dishes then return to our tent." Josie expels her anger at Celeste.
" I thought Labban and I would be sharing a tent!" Celeste replies with pure surprise. Labbans head whips up with a pure look of shock at such an idea.
"NOT while you are my apprentice and no man shall you share a bed with until the proper day!"
A look of shock and anger suffuses Celestes face, standing up she collects everyones dish and storms off to the near by stream. Josie follows behind her with the remaining dishes.
with a low whistle Aaediwen looks at Labban. " Well we know what she had planned for you tonight my friend." Looking around Labban knows every one heard that remark and blushes.
" I would never do something like that, I don't bed every woman who comes my way!" he states matter of factly.
" Have you ever bedded a woman, Labban? asks Guardian
Labban hangs his head and looks at Rider. speaking softly. " I do not think this is an appropriate conversation in front of Rider." as every one looks around at each other Highlander pipes up from his shadowy corner.

" Well that was some very good food." says Highlander trying to lighten the mood. with that statement Rider busts out with heart felt laughter. "Pour me some of that scotch Mac, I could use a drink after that exchange. "

As the rest of the group relaxes and laughs they all share a drink with me. Excusing myself from the festivities and wishing all a pleasant evening. leaving the circle of friends I walk slowly to my tent which is pitched in the circle of dragons away from the rest of the camp. stepping in the circle of dragons I wish them a good rest and slip into my tent. Sitting down at my desk , I pull out several scrolls , one containing the deciphered glyphs and begin to go over them again.







Posted by: oldraven 05-Dec-2003, 10:00 AM
Labban and Aaediwen sat by the dwindling fire. The rest of the company had retired. Most were still up in their tents, but a few had gone to sleep. As was evident by the snoring resonating from Macerca's tent, and Highlander's drunken heap by the fire.

Well, that was quite a statement that Celeste made. Wouldn't you say? the two were quite drunk by now.

Labban blushed and laughed stupidly, I don't know what kind of plans she had. I wouldn't know what to do if I wanted to. I poked at the fire and took another swig. And there's no doubting I'd want to.

Aye, you are a bit green, aren't you? Don' worry. It'll come to you when the moment presents itself. Aaediwen took a drink in return. Really Labban. How well do you know this girl? Remember, she only showed up yesterday.

I have perfect trust in the girl. She's a fine one. She gave me this lyre after breaking my pile of sticks. It's ten TIMES the lyre. Labban raised the lyre up as though he was offering it to the rising moon. Doing this, he spilled the flask and it dumped it's contents all over the grass. When Labban picked it back up, it was still full. I think I'm getting to be pretty fond of this flask.

Alright, alright. You're a sucker for good strings, you are.

At that the two clashed their flasks together and drank at once.

SO! Aaed piped up again. What's with the rugged apearance? I've never known you to go any longer than a day without a shave.

Aye, and it's drivin' me mad. Labban scratched violently at his stubble. His face became a bit more serious then. To be honest, I'm not looking forward to seeing what I find on the other side of that mirror. He said, more to himself.

Aaediwen's stupid grin went away. What do ye mean? What happened out there that day?

Never mind. Labban tried to stand, but plopped back down again.

Labban? What's wrong?

He stood then, taking a minute to steady himself before he turned. I SAID NEVER MIND! He looked Aaediwen in the eyes as he stood to meet him. Ye don' want to know.

At that he stumbled off to his tent, where he cried himself to sleep.

Posted by: Celeste of the Stars1 05-Dec-2003, 10:20 AM
grabbing the plates from everyone I stomp away towards the stream, with Josie in hot persuite.
Just as we reach the stream she grabs my arm and spins me around to face her.

"What my I ask was all that about?" she says in the sternest voice I'd ever heard

"None of your business." I snarl back as I yank my arm free.

She lets go and looks me in the eye. "As long as your my apprentice everything you do is my business. Now finish these dishes and when your done I want you to go to Rider's tent and apologize. Your behavior was that of a childs and I will tolerate it no more. Am I making myself clear?"

I drop my eyes as my body slumps noticably, "yes, ma'am. I'm sorry I acted that way. I don't know what got into me. I promise things will be better from now on. You have my word"

With that Josie smiles at me and says, "Ok. Now hurry. I hate to think of you out here all by yourself, but I must get ready for tomorrow. G'nite Celeste"

"G'night master. pleasant dreams"

With that she turns and walks back to camp.

As I wash the dishes I go over what happened at dinner in my head.

*Why did I act that way? I promised Labban I would try to get to know her. There is just something about her that rubs me the wrong way!*

Gathering up the dishes I head back to camp. As I walk into the glen I notice the fire has gone out and everyone has retired for the night. Everyone that is except Rider.

*Well I guess I could get this over with. No, no I won't. It can wait till morning. I have things to do.*

Making sure no one is around I sneak off into the woods.

Posted by: Macerca 05-Dec-2003, 01:44 PM
As Macerca lay in his tent in a scotch induced slumber, fine beads of sweat was breaking out and covering him, the old nightmare had returned , many a year had passed since that fateful day, he drifted in and out of this fitful rest, he knew where he was, he was in his tent, but somehow this vision or apparition seemed so real, the pain the cold feeling in the pit of his stomach, then he was there, reliving everything in detail, the sounds of the great war horns, thousands of war crys, the clash of steel the breaking of bone the smell of death covered everything, swing the blade, the blade I am holding Dragonstrike how is this possible, still ever swinging, ever striking, moving, ducking, dodging, his arms ached but to rest was to die on and on he moved like a man gone berserk, and then he was thru the line only to turn around and to see ......... nothing, what the? Then he noticed a wolf running towards him, everything seemed to be moving in slow motion now, strange color that wolf, silver blue fur, try as he could he could not move, closer and closer the wolf came, then stopping and looking at me, I sensed no hatred no evil, so kneeling down on one knee I extend my hand the wolf sniffs my hand , I rub its head, then the look, then a snarl that turns my blood cold, then the leap, at that same moment his senses returned to drop down and roll to dodge the leap only to see the leap was not meant for him, behind me to turn and look only to see a dark shadow, then to awake in a cold sweat, by the Gods what does this mean and fortell, Macerca jumped and ran out of his tent and ran to Riders tent to find her already awake.

My lady I hate to trouble you this early in the morning but Rider I have had a vision or omen or nightmare call it what you may, sit here I will tell you what happened, then if you can please explain what we are in for?

Posted by: myriad 05-Dec-2003, 02:32 PM
QUOTE (myriad @ Dec 4 2003, 02:17 AM)
Lahatha pads side to side for a moment trying to make up her mind. She sniffs the gentle breeze that wafts from the two travelors direction. Elfenkind. Glances about a bit uncomfortable. It is not common, what would Kiatra say if he knew. grrrrrr ... Lahatha growls a low moan to herself. I must do it... the vision could not have meant anything other than this. Lahatha begins a slow four footed path toward the two. Will they allow a wolfenkind as companion? Shaking her silver-blue fur from nose to tail she directs her green eyed gaze at the two and makes her way in their direction, padding easily along with her tail moving easily from side to side with her stride.

I must be getting near now. Birchwoods! she exclaims in thought, but this must have been easier travel on the great winged lords. Thankful for her years in these woods, they have born her here quickly.
Lahatha continues on at a quick pace. She feels the urgency. It has been as ligtning in her stomach since she left Kiatha's side.
She thinks back to what occured earlier when she had been redirected by an old friend.

Flashback sequence insues:

Lahatha is stopped short by a scent. She looks to her right deeper into the wood. She is being watched. She leaves her approach of the others. Slipping deeper into the darkness of the wood she notices that the watcher is not moving.
She comes nearer... "Kiatra," she whispers "what are you...?".
Before she can finish he pads closer and says. "Lahatha, you have not said your farewell."
"What, but how did you know?" she asks quietly
"I am your pack leader. I am your guide and your guardian. Your vision has led you here, I know this. But Lahatha let us say farewell before you leave."
They nuzzle one anothers necks.
"Kiatra, thankyou for your years of guidance."
"Lahatha, we part now, and you go out among the creatures of all kind alone. It is not wise for one of our kind to travel this way, not in these perilous times. Lahatha, watch carefully, trust your instinct, and stay without companion for a short time. You will know when to join forces and whose to join. Phinaeous will be guarding the skies. Call on him if you are in great need. Go south to the opening beyond the lake of trees near the mountains edge, there you will find the sky warriors who passed earlier. Go quickly and watch over them."
"Kiatha, the vision..."
"It was a guide not the path. Follow it with wisdom."

Present time:
The wood is becoming lighter now.. this means I am very much nearer the clearing. Lahatha smells, what is that stench! ... ahh she remembers now. She stops short and smiles broadly. They have been drinking. I should think that is bravery given the times and the dangers. Lahatha tries to remember the taste of Liquor. No, sweet perhaps sweet like fire. Now that makes no sense. She shakes her head. It is no wonder Kiatha sent her to watch over these ... humans... odd. Kiatha lifts her nose and pads around the camp keeping out of site. There are a number of scents here. That tent there... she stops.. surrounded by the winged lords of the sky. This is the one she has heard of. The one with the...., the one they say the winged lords obey. Hmmmm.
A flash of her vision... she shakes her head to clear it then gives silent praise to Kiatha. Always right. grrrr.... she growls in quiet laughter and remembrance of her good friend. Now to watch from afar and... she whips her head quickly to her left what was that....?

Posted by: Celeste of the Stars1 05-Dec-2003, 02:45 PM
As I sneak back into camp I curse under my breath.

"I was gone too long. Someones sure to notice and so much for a decent nights sleep."

Creeping slowly up to my tent I peek inside and see that Josie is sound asleep.
Looking over my shoulder I notice a light still on in Rider's tent.

*Maybe I should go make my apologies before I go to bed*

Walking quietly to Rider's tent I stop just outside.

"Umm... Rider? Are you awake?"

Posted by: myriad 05-Dec-2003, 03:06 PM
Lahatha watches as the woman sprints to her tent ...
"now, who is she and what has she been up to?" she questions under her breath.
Lahatha watches as the woman pauses and makes her way to near the lords of the sky and the tent within the circle of the great taloned creatures. She sits quietly watching the events of the camp and feels a rumbling in her stomach.
"now where can I find something to eat."
Lahatha watches a bit longer, curious, but her stomach is getting ravenous... she decides now is the best time to slip away for some food.

Posted by: Liriel Baenre Do'Urden 05-Dec-2003, 05:31 PM
As the fire burns low the two dark elves take their watch. Drizzit makes his way to one side of the camp and Liriel makes her way towards the dragons. Liriel slips as close to Riders tent as she dares without waking the winged lords. That would be all she needed. She absently rubs the amulet around her neck and thinks of her father, Gromph. What would he think of her apprenticing to the traitor. Her eyes twinkled at the thought of her father's displeasure. It would serve him right for trying to kill her. Her beloved was long gone now and she was the only one left from her adventuring group. She took comfort in the fact that she found someone who was like her. Her master was strict but fair and she was beginning to understand why Cattibrie loved her husband.

Liriel heard a *crack* . She turned and saw the healer girl go towards Riders tent. Liriel thought "What is that girl up too? Doesn't she know that Rider can hear her coming a mile away."

Just then a bird call came from the other side of the camp. Drizzit had found orcs. She shook her head and sighed " Well the girl will find out for herself that Rider doesn't liked to be sneaked up on."

Quietly Liriel headed for her master. She grinned wildly and thought of the fun they were about to have.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 06-Dec-2003, 12:47 AM
Hearing some commotion outside & recognizing the footsteps I carefully roll up the scrolls & set them in my lap.
"Umm... Rider? Are you awake?" I hear.
" Yes Celeste, I am awake, come in." , Looking up Celeste enters
"Lady Rider, I have come to apologize for my actions earlier. It will not happen again." lowering her eyes to the ground Celeste bows her head.

"I accept your apology, You know Celeste, Its getting late, you should get some rest ." smiling softly at Celeste I watch as she turns around and leaves. standing up with the scrolls in my hand I magickly secure them in a safe place.

An hours rest is all I need laying down on my furs, my eyes close. and the dream begins. The Roar of dragons, the screams of friends being struck and wounded
Standing in a high castle turret I watch as my friends are surrounded by the enemy. Watching carefully I see them in a hard battle. Dragons Flame fill the sky
In the center i see Labban as he is struck with a sword , falling forward to his knees holding his chest. I let out a scream but all I hear is an evil Laugh erupting from my own lips.

Jolting upright I look around, covering my face tears erupt from my eyes.the sobs wrack my body as I curl up in to a ball. after what seems an eternity I get up and dress myself , washing me face and hair so I will not appear to anyone disshoveled & upset.
Suddenly Mac runs in to my tent.

"My lady I hate to trouble you this early in the morning but Rider I have had a vision or omen or nightmare call it what you may, sit here I will tell you what happened, then if you can please explain what we are in for? "

" Well Goodmorning to you too Mac. If you will sit I was just about to enjoy some morning tea and scones, care to join me?" I ask smiling politely.

Sitting down with a thud, Mac begins to fidget.
" Thank you Milady, I hadn't thought to eat."
Pouring two cups of steaming tea I sit across from Mac

" Well my Friend, what about this dream that you have had?

"This vision or apparition seemed so real, the pain, the cold feeling in the pit of my stomach, then I was there! I was reliving everything in detail, the sounds of the great war horns, thousands of war crys, the clash of steel, the breaking of bones, the smell of death covering everything, swinging the blade, the blade I am holding Dragonstrike how is this possible? I am still swinging, ever striking, moving, ducking, dodging, my arms ached but to rest was to die. On and on I moved like a man gone berserk, and then I was thru the line only to turn around and to see ......... nothing, Rider, THERE WAS NOTHING THERE!! " Slamming his fist down so hard on the table I heard the solid Oak wood crack so loud it made me jump in my chair.

" Please continue Mac." I say soothingly

"Then I noticed a wolf running towards me, everything seemed to be moving in slow motion now, strange color that wolf, silver blue fur, try as he could he could not move, closer and closer the wolf came, then stopping and looking at me, I sensed no hatred, no evil, so kneeling down on one knee I extend my hand the wolf sniffs my hand , I rub its head, then the look, then a snarl that turns my blood cold, then the leap, at that same moment my senses returned I drop down and roll to dodge the leap only to see the leap was not meant for me, the wolf has lept at something behind me, I turn and look only to see a dark shadow............then I awoke. I came straight here. I don't know what it means. " Mac says desperation in his voice. I begin asking important questions trying to make sense of it all.

"The last battle you were in, was the scene the same on the battlefield?"

" Yes, except that when I turned around there were bodies there." Mac says quietly

" What happened when you had returned home after that battle , Mac?" Looking at him as he hides his face, the fact that he wishes not to discuss it clear on his face.
" If you want my answers, I must have yours my friend, I know it is painful." I whisper softly

Taking a deep breath and rushing out his response he never looks up at me "My wife and child were killed ."

"I see, so the Battle scenes shows that you regret that you were in a battle when your family was killed, when you look behind you , you say the battle field is empty. That would indicate that your are still feeling the loss of them and remaining a lone to punish yourself. The Wolf is showing you that you have some one around that will Guard your back. I am assuming it is a she wolf?" I ask.

" I don't know, it looked like a she, but I can not say as I am absolutely sure about it." he replied quietly

"I would say that you might have an animal guardian. One that is wolfenkind
I think it would probably be a female, they are more protective then the males when it comes to men. As far as the shadow goes , I need to discuss that with you and Labban both and I would prefer to do it away from the camp and prying ears, I feel that we are not alone. The Dragons have sensed this and tell me we are being watched. Go wake Labban and both of you meet me at the edge of the forest down by the stream. I will explain everything then" I replied

"What do you mean? Surely we can talk here, the dragons guard us." he asked in surprise

" The dragons I trust , the others of this world , I don't now please, get Labban and meet me at the forest edge." I ask softly. Standing up Mac bows " As you wish Milady." turning around to leave he stops short of the curtained entrance, Turning around he looks at me. He looks as if he is about to say something, changing his mind he turns and leaves. Grabbing my cape, staff and sword, I leave my tent magick the locks and flaps so no one or thing may enter. Stopping by nemarth I pat her neck gently. Telling her where I am going she protests and wishes that I stay where I can be guarded. My insistence that I must go she relents and keeps a mental touch with me,this way she will know if I am in any danger. smiling I leave the circle and take my walk towards the woods.

Posted by: 3Ravens 06-Dec-2003, 03:33 AM
Hearing the tent flap move, I turn to face my new apprentice. I do not know her well, this young one. The young are always so impetuous, so quick to act and think later. How can I best speak to her so she will understand, but yet not violate the trust placed in me?
"Hello, Celeste. Come and sit with me and have a cup of tea. Did you speak to Rider and make your apology?"
" Yes master, I did." She sits on a cushion near my chair.
"But it was not something you wished to do, was it?" I pass her a mug of hot tea.
" No, Lady." She sips for a few moments, appears to be thinking. With sudden animation, she says "Why does she treat me so? What have I done to her? Why is she always so cold and guarded?"
"You have done nothing more than being in the right place at the wrong time, child." I say. I sip my tea for a moment as I consider how best to phrase what I need to tell her. It is obvious that her life experience so far has not included much
male/female interaction.
"Celeste, what do you know of Dragonkind, and those with Dragon magick?"
"The dragons are of the Elder races, immortal, or prehaps just extremely longlived," she says. "They are healers, and wisdomkeepers, loyal, kind, and generous. But they are Fire beings, sometimes impetuous and easily angered."
"And the Dragonmasters, child?"
"Are much the same......."
I say nothing else, just let her thoughts follow the path I have provided. We drink tea for several minutes in silence.
"Master?"
"Yes child?"
"How long do Dragonmasters live?"
"Ah!" I smile. "I had hoped you would think of that. You have not disappointed me. I have heard Rider speak of the Coronation ceremony of King Deren. She was there."
"But that was...over 300 years ago!"
"Yes it was, child." I lean forward. "How do you think it would be to have friends, prehaps to fall in love even, and then watch them age and wither and die, while you remain the same? To know there is nothing you can do about it? To try to explain to them that the agelessness is a part of the magick, and not something you can share, no matter how much you long to? To have some of them go from love, to distrust, or even to hatred as they watch themselves deteriorate and you do not? You are still young, can you even imagine such a thing?"
"Oh...." Celeste sits back, a stricken look on her face. "But that's horrible! And I was so envious. I didn't think....how sad for her!"
"And how many times of this happening would it take to learn that it hurts less to not let yourself feel? To keep yourself apart and aloof? To limit yourself to aquaintances instead of friendships? To have bedpartners instead of lovers?"
"But what does this have to do with her anger toward me?"
"Because something else has happened that changes it all. What do you know of the warrior-bard Labban?"
"He's kind and gentle. He treats me like an equal. He has a fantastic voice and a quick wit, and he is not unhandsome." She blushes.
"Do you know anything of what happened to him in the Glen?"
"Highlander says he carries thr Dragon Runes within, whatever that means."
"Yes, he does. And that means that he also has the powers and properties of Dragon Magick, just as the Dragonmasters do. Neither he nor Rider have realized it yet, but the Magick has, and it draws them together. Both of them now have lifespans limited more by violence or accident than the aging we mortals are subject to.
But having told you this, I must enjoin you of it. You cannot tell him. He must discover it for himself for the power to fully develop. Were you not a Healer's Apprentice and trained in keeping secrets, I would not have told you at all.
The only reason I told you was to keep you from being in the middle and getting hurt."
"Hurt by what, Master?"
"Never mind, child. A bit more aging will bring you understanding, in the fullness of time. We should try to sleep for what's left of this night." I set the tea things aside to be washed in the morning, and sit on the edge of my cot. I watch as Celeste unrolls her bedding and lays down on the tent floor. I can't help feeling guilty as I roll over on my cot. It hasn't been so long since I was the one sleeping on the floor as an apprentice, and I'm still not used to it.




Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 06-Dec-2003, 05:16 AM
waiting silently I hear Labban and Macs approach.

" Listen Lad, all I know is that she wishes to speak to us out here."
"I have never known her to be so worried over some one hearing what she has to say. What has happened to make her distrustful of those she calls friends?"
"Of that I have no answer for you, ask her yourself when we find her."
Stepping out from behind a large pine tree I lean against it and smile at them both
"Look no further, I do believe you have found me."
" Nice to see a smile on your face Lass, now what's this business all about?"
" Are we safe to speak here Rider?" Labban asks
"No, we must go farther in. Let us three walk in companionship a bit farther down the path." stepping between Labban and Mac we begin to walk in silence

after several moments we come to a small grove with fruit trees.
"I believe this will do nicely, we have cover but we can see what is around us"
as we step into the grove my Torc, Labbans Staff and Macs Sword begin to hum and glow. Smiling as the singing becomes heavenly to our ears we sit in the grass just under a Dragon Fruit tree.

" I have spent many hours going over the scrolls, The glyphs are in several sections that appear to only respond to a certain few. In the set that I deciphered it spoke of 18 plays of the mind, In draconic terms, Plays of the mind are tasks that must be completed by the three of us working together on each task we will all have a part to take care of, when we are finished with that particular task there will be something at the end to send us on to the next one."

" What do you mean task?" Labban asks a bit surprised
" Your days as a liberian are over with forever my dear, You have dragon magick running through your veins now, I don't know if it is permanent or not, but for the most part both you and Mac are like me."

"What do you mean, Like you Lass?" Mac asks

" Here let me show you." Grabbing Macs boot dagger I slice deeply up my inner arm. Both men gasp in horror. Labban rushes forward grabbing the dagger from my hand, tears well up in his eyes.
"What have you done!" looking at me with confusion he looks at mac " Help her, I don't know what to do." Mac sits and watches pointing to my arm "Look! She is healing."

"Very observant of you Mac, Labban please calm your self." Reaching out I caress his face gently " I know that I can not die, I am over 900 years old. I was at the coronation of King Deren. Look in your scrolls, they speak of me."
"What do you mean, they speak of you the only woman they speak of was his lov.......er, he never married because of his love for her." Looking much more confused then before " How can this be?"

" Both of you Give me your Arms." Baring his arm to me I take the dagger out of Labbans hand and drive a deep long gash in his arm just like mine, I do the same to Mac. In silence they watch as their wounds heal. Looking at me in utter shock they both are speechless. "We can not die. I am forever an Immortal, I am a Dragon Master, Mine was by choice, as was yours Mac when you accepted DragonStrike, Labban you were chosen, you will be given a choice before we reach the end of the quest, when you are asked If you wish to remain as you are you must answer truthfully, if you do not you will be turned to ashes and we will fail."

" I see." sitting back with a thud against the tree next to me he looks at me as if I have betrayed him. Looking away my eyes begin to fill with tears.

" Then that is why I have become young again , Milady?" Mac asks with surprise

" Yes Mac, and do stop calling me that, My name is Rider, but to you and Labban, I am Angel Whitefang. Only those who posess true White Dragon Magick may know the true name of the Dragon Master. reveal it not to any one, for if they know it they may cause me great harm."

"Where do we go next and what is our first Task?" Looking up at Mac I smile " We are to go to the next village and get some horses, we will have to ride up in to the highlands, there is a Dragon cave there, that is where our first task is, Mt. Pendralic. You both have much to learn , I suggest we spend time training you in the ways of the Dragons."

Standing up Labban offers me his hand, Taking it I rise and offer my hand to Mac, Taking mine he rises.
" From this day forward we are 3 who have been made one." Looking from one to the other
" I think we should get the others aroused and break camp"
" I couldn't agree with you More Mac, let us be off." As labban takes my hand we walk and talk softly as we had before, leaving the forest our hands still together, we walk towards the camp laughing as we used to, getting closer to my tent we smile and part company. Walking past Josie and Celeste I smile and nod. Celeste is filled with anger as she has seen Labban and I with hands entwined.

stepping into my tent , I begin to pack up my things. Josie enters behind me.

" You told them?"
" Aye, I had no choice, That is the hard part of being a Dragon Master. I don't know if Labbans is temporary or not, He must make the choice."
" I see. You cut yourself again to show them the truth of your words?"
"Yes, I didn't think they would believe me if I didn't. Wait how did you know that Josie?"
Stepping closer and holding up the sleeve of my robe to show me the drops of dried blood. " What kind of healer or Friend would I be if I didn't notice this?"
Looking at Josie and smiling " I could never fool you Josie, even as a child I could not hide things from you."
"Rider?" Josie look at me with concern on her face.
"Yes Jos, what is it?"
" We are friends , aren't we?" she asks as she bites her lower lip nervously
" Yes Jos, we are friends, you know I have few that I share that title with, but yes, you are one of the closest I have ever had." Watching silently I see Josies eyes fill with tears as she smiles hugging her close to me "What on earth are those tears for hun? have I upset you?"
"No, I am just deeply honored."
"My goodness woman, dry your eyes and get this camp packed up we must be off."
" Yes Dragon Master!" she replies as I squeeze her gently then release her Josie leaves to break camp and get us on the road. Coming back in a few seconds later
"umm, Where are we off to?"
"Mt.Pendralic !" smiling she departs and gets things underway.

Posted by: Liriel Baenre Do'Urden 06-Dec-2003, 07:50 AM
With the sun high in the sky, Drizzit and Liriel slip further into the dark forest. "Come young one" Drizzit says. "We must get into the mountains before nightfall. The orcs are restless and the next task is ahead."

I look at my master curiously. I have never seen him so agitated. He has that longing look in his eyes but his honor bound oath keeps him from returning to his family. As we trot down the forest path we round a bend and there we see a wolf. She seems to be waiting for us.

Drizzit bows his head to the wolf. "Our guide has arrived. She will take us to the cave. We must arrive there before the party. The orcs have encamped themselves in the cave. We will have to route them or the party will be killed. They will fail if we fail."

I nod my head in agreement and bow to the she-wolf. This mission is getting most bizzare. But the sooner we can finish the faster we will return home. At the glade outside the castle the Highlander recognized us. The old hatreds are still evident. For even though Drizzit has been above ground for more than 50 years, people still judge him by his skin and not his person. I hope when it is time for me to strike out on my own, that the world will be more tolerable. If not I would be just as happy to live in the valley with Drizzit and his family.

I smile happily as we follow the wolf into the mountains.

Posted by: myriad 06-Dec-2003, 09:24 AM
Having filled my stomach and dozed briefly, I once again go to watch the glens' activities. I watch as the master over the Lords of the sky leaves her guardians. These creatures do behave strangely, she thinks. It has been many years since Lahatha has walked among these kind and she has lost much familiarity with their ways. It has been a century since she found need to walk upright....she shakes her head furiously. She just hopes the time to do so does not come soon. Besides those horrid full moons which give me no choice in the..... Shaking again , focus Lahatha, why am I so fuzzy brained. My thoughts are so disturbed these days. Lahatha longs to be in the wood with her companion Kiatra....or is that what this longing is.

Lifting and lowering her nose she catches many scents. She watches as the three go near the stream. Standing very still she smells closely at the one.... with a catch in her throat, moisture wells up in her eyes... it has been many years old friend. He never knew her but she was always called to his side as he entered the wood. He looks different... her eyes glow green... Hallowed Birchwoods! he is as he was years ago!? She follows the three to learn what has led to these many strange changes. She is solemn as she remembers her words of long ago, she repeated them now as she had then near him as he slept in the wood,.. "as many times as you enter the wood friend I will guard and guide you. You will never be alone in the wood, friend of the wolves... and the wolvenkind." This would be her solemn word until the woodlife turns away and the glens wither.

The three are alone as they speak. The, what is she called in their tongue... that one who is master over the Lords of the Sky.. what word do they use.. "ahaa" She laughs, bemused, "yes, dragonmaster" She has always mused about that word... master. What is it to have a master? Lahatha left that thought as soon as it came to the forefront of her mind. She felt a longing in her stomach. "I don't know why I get that sickening feeling when I think of having a master. It is not in my wolfs blood to desire such a thing." She ponders this only a brief time and becomes distracted.

They are safe, she smiles broadly, that dragonmaster has protected them well. Her magic is old and strong. Lahatha leaves them, still curious about her old friend, but she has a meeting to prepare for. For the time she will guide these elven who have been about securing places from the big beasts of the wood. They have lived peacefully for time on time.. why would these beasts be so restless now? What strange events. Lahatha felt the visions presence in the hind of her mind. Soon we will have many answers. But for Lahatha it is another night of travel.

Lahatha draws nearer the one called Drizzit. He bows to her and she nods her head. Her eyes are guarded and she is still unsure of these strange companions. She only knows that they keep the orcs from interfering with the others and if she can be of any guide to them and continue to keep watch over those below (she sees an image of the young man in the wood...remembering his name..) just so long as she can keep to her word of long ago she will help. She leaves those thoughts behind to focus on leading these two to the cave. She will not stay beside them... she will follow Kiatra's advise and stay apart from all for a bit longer. Two nights until the full moon. She will remain a distance away from these travelors and those below until the full moon has past.

She considers speaking to them but remains silent as they travel. She finds no need to speak, she has but one thing she is to do for these two, and that is to guide. How long she will continue to guide these two she is unsure. She hears Kiatra's words, "the vision is a guide, not the path." What in the Birchwoods is the Path!? She does not like this not knowing. She has lived peacefully for fifty years now, she bristles with laughter, it is time for a little action I guess.

Posted by: Highlander 06-Dec-2003, 09:33 AM
As the Highlander watches, Angel, Macerca, and Labban leave the glen, he muses, Mt.Pendralic, these youngsters no not what they are in for. They think that because they are immortal they cannot die and there-fore they will win. Against the dark elves and the orcs, those abominations from hell, they will be tested to the death. They must know the truth, but how to tell them.. The Highlander disappears again into the mists, to continue his patrolling of the encampment....When? For with Angels revelation of who she was, Highlander knows who she is, and what his duties are to her, and have been since she was born, and he smiles......... As the Highlander weaves his way back to camp he spies Liriel, lurking outside of Angels tent, he glides silently upon her and strikes, sizing her from behind, quietly he whispers to her to be silent if she wants to live, she stops struggling and he picks he up and tucks her under one of his massive arms. Highlander strides to the tent flap of Angels tent, and enters un-announced, and with typical Highlander bravado, he dumps Liriel upon the ground and just stands there taking in all of the deafening silence, until Angel speaks.....

Posted by: Aon_Daonna 06-Dec-2003, 05:09 PM
She was outside, humming to herself, tending to her seedlings. All seemed alright so far, and if it went on like this she would have a good crop this year. If the storms would not interfere.

Alone she was happy, only the forest around. She went on humming the old melody which was stuck in her head and bound up the last of the bean seedlings. "Done with yous.. grow nicely."

With that song on her lips she walked back into her hut, which was filled with the smell of her soup boiling over the fireplace. She drew in the smell and went over to the cauldron to stir it. In a small niche next to it her bread was baking, it just needed to be turned around again. She drew the arms of her dress back and stared down on her hands, desperately wishing them to look not as bad as they did. With a sigh she just grabbed into the fire, through it and turned around the bread in it's niche. Her ring glimmered as liquid blue fire within the fire and she smiled seeing it. She just loved it when it did that, it looked like the most beautiful thing in this world.

Looking at her shrinking supplies of meat she knew it was time to go into the village again soon. She looked at the sad rest of sausages hanging in the chimney, to dry and to smoke thoroughly over her beech fire.

On the next day she packed some supplies early in the morning and shouldered a large bag containing early vegetables and bread, took up her stick and a warmer cloak and left the house. She limped along the path and waited for the sun to crawl up the sky. Still it was dark and the morning star lit her way as well as the singing of the early birds framed the path. She often wished she had a horse or a donkey to ease her way, the first half hour was never bad but at some point her leg would hurt. With a sigh she went on.


You say I am invincible
I cannot die,
I know, but anyway
The words, they maim me

Grant me a wish, my master
Compassion, please
I'd like be a human
...maybe one day

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 06-Dec-2003, 06:00 PM
Looking up quickly as I hear my tent flaps open and a thud on the earthen floor.

" WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS??" Looking down I see a woman laying in a heap.

"She was spying on you Milady!" Highlander says.

"Was she? Get the others." I reply bending down to see if Liriel is alright Highlander stands there just looking at me. " GO GET THE OTHERS AND BRING ME JOSIE AS WELL!" growling Highlander leaves and fetches the rest of the party.

"Are you alright Liriel?" I ask gently as her eyes open, she is clearly dazed "what grabbed me?"
"I'm afraid a very over exzuberant man by the name of Highlander did, are you hurt?"

" No Dragon Master I am fine." helping her up she shakes off her daze. " How do you know my name?"

"Ah!, Now that is a fair question, I know your name and what you have been doing. I also know your heart is pure and you are here to help us. Being a Dragon Master I know much more then others think. May I offer you anything to eat or drink? and where is your companion and the wolf?"
"Hiding in the forest Milady."

the flaps of my tent burst open and everyone enters.

" A Drow?? What on earth is she doing here Rider?" Asks Josie

"Highlander caught her spying on me apparently." Remaining silent I allow every one to absorb the information.

Posted by: Highlander 06-Dec-2003, 10:14 PM
Highlander, stood there at the tent opening, staring first at Liriel, and then at Rider. The fires of hatred glowed in his ice blue eyes, and with revenge in his heart, he growls, she canna be left alive or you will all die, if you canna watch her loose her pretty little head then leave and it will be over in a minute. Highlander waits.....But not for long..... mad.gif Highlander looks at the shock in their faces as he bellows his ultimatum, and seeing that they will not leave or let him slay the traitor, he growls and without warning disappears from the tent without looking back. Highlander bellows for Macerca, "Macerca, hammer me a sword, a sword such as I have only seen once, make me a Katana, and make it well, my friend" With that Highlander once again disappears into the forest...

Posted by: Aaediwen 06-Dec-2003, 11:15 PM
Watching in bewilderment as Highlander storms out, my attention returns to Rider and the Drowess. Must be something important for Rider to have called the entire party together. While listening for indications of Rider's motivations, my mind hovers on the parchment I was working on, documenting the dragon journey to this strangely familiar glen. I had been here, in this place, before. A long time ago. If only I could put my finger on it...

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 06-Dec-2003, 11:39 PM
"I don't know what that was about but I am going to find out, stay here til I return"

Looking at the rest of the group I bolt out of the tent chasing after Highlander.

" Highlander! Highlander WAIT!" I yell as I run quickly to catch up with him. chasing him deep in to the forest , I finally see him, running quickly I grab his arm. He spins around look ate me with hatred.

" How dare you touch me !" jerking his arm away from me he glares. Steadily I stare back at him.
"What is wrong with you? We don't kill those who have done us no harm!"
"She Canna live! She is a murderer!"
"WHAT?! Just who in the Blue fires of Dragons did she murder???"
" MY WIFE AND CHILD!" In silence I stare at Highlander, not knowing what to say.
"DAMN YOU ANGEL WHITEFANG! DAMN YOU !" his eyes flaming red with anger. Snapping out of my shock I look at Highlander.
"How do you know that name?"
"I was on patrol and overheard you and the others! I also saw you , slice open your arm. Your a fool if you think you canna die lass."

" I see, you overheard everything did you?"
"Yes , I heard it all."

" Forgive me Highlander but I do this for your own good." touching the center of his top lip as whispering a memory wipe spell I erase his memory from the grove on. Leaning him against a tree and waiting a few moments I shake him back to reality.

"Highlander, HIGHLANDER! good goddess Man wake up!"

"HUH? WHA??, did I fall asleep on duty?" Looking around dazed and confused.
" Make your last few rounds my friend, we will be breaking camp soon."

" Yes Milady, I will."
" Do you remember what you were doing? "
" I was patrolling I stopped cause I thought I heard voices, I guess I was wrong."

"Well as long as your alright, that's what matters, now be off with you I must return to camp and get packed." waving farewell, I leave Highlander standing where I had "found" him. Rushing back to my tent, I look at every one. I want all out except Josie, Labban & Mac." mumbling every one else leaves.securing the flaps behind them I motion for the others to gather around me, whispering softly I explain to them what I had to do to Highlander.

" Labban, get Liriel out of here, take her to the forest and let her be on her way."
Looking at Liriel "Liriel, get away from this place and stay away from Highlander, he is out for your blood."
"Yes Dragon Master" untying the tent flaps I look around, motioning Labban and Liriel out " Labban return quickly, Highlander will be back shortly."

" I will be only a few moments Rider." Nodding I watch them leave silently. closing my tent flap I sit down in my chair. Josie and Mac begin to bombard me with questions.

Posted by: Highlander 07-Dec-2003, 12:51 AM
As Highlander watches Rider walk away he is confused, I have never fallen asleep like that before, why now? Well I had better finish my rounds. Highlander walk on still puzzled, and becoming more confused, How did I fall asleep, and why did it take so long for me to awaken from it? Somethings wrong, somethings afoot, for I have never fallen asleep on watch before in my life! Must I now be wary of everyone here including Rider? I must leave here in the morning, with or without them, I go to the cave, at least I know who my enemy's are there....I just wish Macerca had my sword done.....As Highlander walks on, he realizes that he can trust Rider, but also decides to leave for the cave tonight, he has to try and protect them, for they canna die, their quest is not yet even begun. The Highlander heads for his Dragon mount. he walks up to the Dragon as whispers olde one you know who I am, and what I must do, will you take me there? The dragon nods and the Highlander climbs aboard, but first he leaves a note on Riders mount, and it says,

Rider, this I must do, forget the cave, and continue your real quest, but first know this!

I am the Highlander, I was born in the Highlands of Hibernia 5000 years ago. I have been call ?The Egyptian?, the ?Spanish Forger?, the ?Dark Knight of Germany?, the first of the ?4 horsemen of death? But above all I am Alpin, King of the Scots. Many though me dead long ago behead by my own Clan in political intrigue and desires, but they failed to cut clean, so here I am. Now you know the truth of who I am. I trust you to keep it a sworn secret betwixt us.

The Highlander

Posted by: myriad 07-Dec-2003, 01:51 AM
Ahh night comes soon.. I wonder if those in the glen broke camp and are on their way. Lahatha nods to Drizzit.... He follows her a brief distance away into the wood. "I have guided you as you requested."
"Yes you have Lahatha, I thank you."
"You know I will not go futher.... I will not go to the cave entrance."
"This I know Lahatha." He grins but it resembles more of a grimace.
"If you need further guidance beckon me. If I am able to come I will join you."
"Lahatha, will you not meet up with us again tomorrow night when our work here is done."
"I cannot meet with you tomorrow night."
He grins once more, "Too much light for your eyes old one? I thought your kind liked the full moon."
Lahatha's eyes flash green and fur bristled, she peered into his face, she glanced briefly at his eyes as she reminded him, "I will not be with you tomorrow night. I will return when there is need of me. grarund milruaf - take care in thy endeavor."

She parted ways with the creature as she made her way seeking the companions. How she longed to behold this transformed being once again. How odd this man of old to be here in the present. There is only one thing she new... only the immortal remained ageless, only the immortal.
She paused and quickly made her way toward the small creature... dinner will be light this eve. She ate her meal and continued on her way.
Tomorrow night she would not be able to track them so well from the full rise of the moon overhead until the first break of light. In her many years she had learned some small tricks but none so well as her wolven ways. She will need to stay within the woods but she will keep as close to them as possible.
Lahatha's fur bristles, the air is that of electricity and there is no storm. What strange days we are having. She feels the excitement coursing through her veigns as though it were her life blood. There will be much activity soon, the battles are almost upon us.

Posted by: Macerca 07-Dec-2003, 07:13 AM
Just before Highlanders departure he and Macerca are standing by Highlanders mount, I will make you a sword, and yes I know how to make a katana, but all of the skystone has been used up, the blade will not be enchanted but it will be the strongest and best blade this side of the underworld, I have a few tricks up my sleeve when it comes to the area of swordmaking, give me three days , and meet me at the " Old Man Of the Mountain, it is one day hence by dragon flight, toward the rising sun, do you know where that is M'lord"Macerca said then kneeling down on one knee and extending his left arm to represent that he had no shield Highlander grasped the arm and pulled him up and said rise Sir Faergus your family has stood by me many a year and I will not take to this bowing now I was wondering how long it would take for you to recognise me, but tell no one who I am, just a few know who I am the times are growing dark and strange m'lad now I must be off, with that he mounted his ride and with a flap of dragonwing he was gone.

Mac went back to riders tent and explained what he was about to do and explained that he would catch up to them in three days and do not enter the cave without him, stall around here for as long as you can, I am to meet Highlander at the "Old Man of the Mountain" and now with your permission I must go.

As Mac walked to the edge of the encampment he thought there is only one way for me to get there and back in such a little time by magick of course, well that wont work for I dont know any Hmmm I wonder, with that he pulled Dragonstrike from the scabbord touche the blade to his forhead and thought of Brightwing, in an instant he was there looking down at Mac. As Mac explained what was going on Draconis Brightwing said we dont have time to waste, you could have done this without me but you havent been taught the power of the sword yet let us go and on the way I will tell you the power of the sword.With that Mac waved to Rider who was standing at the door of her tent and giving her a sign that it was ok they were gone .

Posted by: Macerca 07-Dec-2003, 07:53 AM
Brightwing landed just outside the area of the forge and Mac hit the ground at a trot Stay around here rest yourself I will be very busy for a few days he said to Brightwing. Yes yes yes came the reply.

Mac strode into the forge as he came in MacFaergus his newly adopted son looked up from the forge and said "well what brings you back this way Father" Mac smiled and greeted him and explained what he had to do. Well sir the forge is hot and we had better get busy.

The two worked feverishly forging the new sword, heating and drawing out the steel, then folding and twisting it into a damascus blend, he had learned this trick many years ago by a traveler from the east who had come by the castle for a few months, while Macerca worked on the sword he instructed his son to and look in the back of the forge for a box that was covered with strange markings, now came the quenching, if everthing was done right as he quenched the blade it should curve slightly or crack, and be ruined, with a hisss the blade went down into the quench and the bright red glow of the blade subsided as it cooled, withdrawing the blade Mac inspected it closely, perfect, Taking the box Macerca withdrew something white from the box, as he looked at the carving from the east he wondered how that some things had come full circle, this carving was a very good likeness of a dragon head, as he sat down and went to work attaching the carving to the sword, his son inquired what that material was Mac exclaimed "I think it is called ivory, it is hard like stone but carves like wood very good stuff.

With the blade finished he barely had time to test it but still it had to be done he went outside to the boulder that had many scars on it a testament of the number of swords tested there a few shards of broken metal lay as witness of the ones that didn't make the grade, then with all of his strength Macerca came crashing down on the boulder with the sword, sparks flew out in all directions, again he struck, and again, then inspecting the sword not a nick, the blade was one of the best he had ever made.

Walking over to his son a quick hug and goodbye, Draconis was there waiting for him, mounting up and they were away.

They landed at the "Old Man" Highlander was waiting there for them, as Macerca approached he signaled in the highland way Highlander returned the salute, as Mac turned the sword over to Highlander, he said "May it serve you well M'lord and may your enemy's sword shatter
into pieces."

Then Mac returning to Draconis he mounted and was gone, to find his comrades in arms.

Posted by: Liriel Baenre Do'Urden 07-Dec-2003, 01:18 PM
I could figure out why the Highlander would say I killed his wife and child. I had never gone on any raiding parties to the surface while I was living in the Underdark. And I only knew of one raid that my Master had gone on. But my Master had left the child alive and then killed the drow that had killed her mother and kin. I frowned slightly. If other drows were coming to the surface than my Master and his family was in danger. The drow still held my Master awe but the price for his head with the Spider Queen was too tempting.

Just then Drizzit walked over to Liriel, "Apprentice? Why do you frown so?" I shook my head "It is nothing Master. I was trying to figure out the puzzle to the Highlander. Have you ever met him?" Drizzit shook his head no. His eyes were sadden. "Come young one. We must clear the cave. Only our success can grant the chosen ones more time."

As we walked into the cave the air around them came alive with magic. I silently cast the spell of disguise. I looked at Drizzit and laughed. He looked like an orc. He relied with laughter in his voice "At least I look better that you, young one."

We than laughed together and continued into the cave.

Posted by: oldraven 07-Dec-2003, 03:50 PM
Thank you for your assistance, but I'm quite safe from here. Liriel said, a but smug, as she winked and ran off into the forest. Footfalls in the blink of an eye, and making no sound as they landed. He'd swear the grass haddn't even moved.

There was a reason he hadn't said anything to her. She was the first Elf he'd ever seen up close. Sure, there was the ocasional Elven Prince come to the castle. The Kings never came. They were much too busy to medle in the affairs of the human court. When the rare events happend, Labban would be able to catch a clear view of them for only a second at a time. There is much to do in the courts, and Elves hated talk of war. And it would seem human Kings and Lords had nothing else on thier minds.

Just before she disapeared from sight, it apeared to Labban that her skin was darker. Must be a trick on the eyes. Canopy is probably thicker there. So he turned back to the camp. When he got there, he found Mac and the Highlander gone.

Now we have to go to the mountains. Great. I hear the scenery is wonderful. He laughed at himself. And when, since you've started on this escapade, have you taken the time to smell the flowers?

I always take time for the flowers. He jumped to see Rider standing right there, a great rose in her hand, still atatched to the bush. They remind you that there's more to this world that those who walk about on thier little 'quests'. This flower doesn't care about your quest. It cares about the Sun, and the Rain. It cares if I chose to pluck it from its place to take with me, so I will have something pretty for my hair. With that she let the flower go and headed back to camp. Are you ready to ride out?

I haven't had a moment since I rose this morning. But I didn't really unpack anything but the tent last night.

When they entered the centre of camp Aaediwen stood from his place around the fire. He had been sitting a hands bredth away from the same stick he sat on the night before. Labban wondered if it had gotten him again. Where's your staff, oldraven?

Angel spun with a fury. You must never let that staff out of your sight. Or hands, for that matter. It was entrusted to you, now be it's guardian. Labban stared at her. He'd never seen her act like this. Her eyes welled up seeing his face. I'm sorry, I've had a lot on my mind.

No, no. You're right. I'll go get it now. He placed his hand on her shoulder as he passed, to show that he was not upset with her outburst.

As he walked, he thought about what she had said with the flower. It would seem he's not the only one with stress in his life right now. He wasn't the only one with a 'quest'.

He packed his things, and bundled them up together. His tent came down quickly, as it was designed to do, and he used it to wrap the remainder of his belongings in it. He kept the lyre slung across his back, and had tucked the staff under his belt, so he would not have to worry about dropping it once they were on their way.

Shoot (( wink.gif )) I've forgotten about breakfast again.

Celeste bounded up to his left. Here you go. I made extra. I noticed that you were a bit busy this morning. She smiled and handed his some sort of pan fried biscuit. It tasted horibble, but the texture was nice. And it filled him up quite well. mmmm. That's really great. He smiled. He knew what polite meant. He also knew how much women needed to be congradulated on their cooking. That really hit the spot. Very satisfying. She was beaming now and slipped her arm under his as they walked to their winged steeds.

Labban stopped dead in his tracks. As he steadied himself he moved his foot to the right slightly, and let it fall. He then stooped to see what it was he had almost stepped on. There, on a grassless mound, where a fire had been weeks before, sat the smallest of flowers he'd ever seen. It was beautiful, and his eyes strained to see the detail. He was glad to see something so vibrant and wonderful come up from the ashes. Fire had destroyed everything here, yet this lone flower stands still in hope and defiance. He stood and looked at the hills and forest about him.

You aren't going to pick it for my hair?

What say we give his little fellow one more day to bask in the sunlight? She smiled widely and the two continued on their way.

Posted by: 3Ravens 07-Dec-2003, 08:22 PM
I am amost asleep when Highlander bursts into my tent, nearly falling over Celeste on the floor. "What is it, my friend?"
"Rider wants to see you in her tent, NOW!' He is obviously very agitated about something.
"Master? Should I come too?"
"No Celeste, you should stay and try to get some rest." I throw on a my robe and shoes.
"What is it? What's happened?" I ask as I try to keep up with him.
"She has a damned murdering Elf in her tent! And she ordered me out like a servant!"
"Murderer? What? Who?" But we have reached the tent before I recieve an answer.
We meet Mac and Labban on the way, Obviously Highlander has roused them also.
We enter the tent together. On the floor is a beautiful Elf girl, silver hair and all. But behind the seeming is a darkskinned, dark haired Drowess.
"A Drow?? What on earth is she doing here, Rider? I say before I think. There may be a reason why she wears a seeming, and I may have spoken too quickly.
Fotunantly, Highlander begins yelling that she must die, and my slip goes unnoticed by all except Rider. She raises an eyebrow at me, our old signal for wait and see what happens.
Highlander goes storming out, and Rider goes after him. The rest of us wait. None of the others seem to know that the Elf is really a Drow, or if they do they don't say anything. Soon Rider comes back.
"What in the name of the Triple Goddess was that about?" I say. Rider explains what she had to do.
As we leave Rider's tent, I ask Mac "Are you going to make that Katana?"
"Yes I am" he says, "If I can figure how to get back to my forge." He walks to the far side of the clearing and kneels before Highlander. Hmmmm, I wonder what that's about? Soon Brightwing appears, he mounts and they fly away. I guess he figured a way to get to his forge, alright!
I crawl back into bed, stepping carefully over Celeste, who is pretending to be asleep. It seems like only moments before light is coming through the tent fabric. I sit up.
"Celeste, time to get up, child. I'll pack, you make breakfast."
As I am packing, Brightwing flies in with Mac. "That was a fast trip, Mac. Will you need to go back to finish the sword?"
"What do you mean, lass? I've been gone for three days!" He looks puzzled.
"No, you left last night, and you are back with the sun, About six hours, only."
Mac has a strange expression on his face. "I swear to you I was gone three days. What magick is this?"
"That's probably exactly what it was....magick." I say.
Celeste runs up with a pan of bisuits. "I've made breakfast, master. I made enough for all."
They look beautiful, they smell heavenly, they taste....like dirt. Note to self...next time she packs and I cook.....
"Thank you, child. They are.... very filling."
The packing goes quickly, and soon we are ready to depart.


Posted by: Aaediwen 07-Dec-2003, 08:44 PM
working quickly, I gather the scrolls I had been working on the night before. An account of this journey will be quite a wonderous tale to tell I am sure. Slinging my bag over my shoulder, and donning my cloak, I make for my mount and prepare to join the others for the trip to the mountain.

Posted by: oldraven 07-Dec-2003, 09:12 PM
Grungahn paced in his cave. Quite pleased with himself. Things were working out quite well. Sure, they had found out a little early on that they had a purpose. That created an air of haste with him, and he was forced to spend all of his waking hours working on his........ambitions.

His lip curled to show a crooked row of teeth. There was no time to gloat. He had some work to do. Always fine tuning the great machine that had become his plan. His dreams, for ultimate freedom. Ultimate control.

Sounds fair enough!

He let out a laugh. It rumbled and roared untill the walls, the mountain itself, began to tremble. Dirt fell in his eye, and he let out a curse that blasted a boulder into pieces before him. He shot flame halfway down the tunnel.

Try as hard as you can. Soon enough, you'll meet me, and your world will change in an instant.

He laughed again, for quite some time. Well, enough of this. I have plans to meet the old Hag today. He turned and stared at his hourde. The wealth of nations, piled in his cave for he and he alone. I'm sure I can persuade her somehow.

He strolled down the tunnel toward the morning light. He much rathered traveling at night, but this was what time would allow.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 07-Dec-2003, 11:46 PM
Loading up my gear I holler too the others.

" MOUNT UP! WE HAVE A FOUR DAY FLIGHT!!!" checking the straps on her saddle Rider takes her time then goes and checks the other dragons and saddles. Seeing that Varmanish had been rubbed raw under his arm I call out to Josie.

" Josie, Varmanish has saddleburn We need to find some blood root and whitegum."

"I don't know those plants Rider."

"Bring Celeste you both are about to learn." Walking over to Labban and Mac " I have to go in to the forest and get some herbs , varmanish has saddle burn, I will only be a few hours. Celeste and Josie are going with me."

" Becareful, you don't know what is out there." Labban says as he watches celeste and Josie walk towards us.

"Don't worry old friend, I will return her to you in the same condition she leaves in." Stepping back Labban and Celeste embrace.

"If you need us Just touch the stone Rider, we will come." huging me tightly I turn
"Come child we must be off." Turning around we head off into the forest.



Posted by: AhilissaMay 08-Dec-2003, 12:53 PM
*the background of a forest misty night with a full moon, in the the mist a voice singing a mysterious song*

note.gif In night the moon tells of a story
none of which is told.
To see the music beyond the notes is truely
of the soul

tola tola tola

sleep now my dear no fear to fear
only the depths of death
to see the music beyond the notes is truely
an awsome gift.
note.gif

A pray to the moon to direct me to the castle to which I am needed
to you I pray Luna gudie me.

Posted by: Danann 08-Dec-2003, 01:29 PM
I look around me at the familiar surroundings of the woods, it is here that I am most at home. I am a hunter and when time calls for it a warrior, but my skill is tracking and hunting. My long reddish brown hair would flow to the middle of my back if I let it, but I catch it back and twist it into a braid and tie it with a leather strip. My clothes are most curious, especially for a woman, made mostly out of animal hides, doeskin leather breeches tucked into high laced leather boots lined with fur and having soft soles, a white fabric shirt that I traded four pelts for, and a cloak made from the hides of several different animals, rabbit, squirrel, fox, and various others, but no wolves. The wolves in these woods are sacred and have cared for me when I have needed help. At times its as if they and I speak the same language. Perhaps that is one reason people seem to look at me strangely when I go into town. My golden brown eyes tend to look around like an animals, noticing everything while looking like I take in nothing.

For the last few days I have been following campfires in the woods, trying to figure out who else is out here with me, but I have not found a person as of yet. I will continue my scouting and tracking. I do not fear the woods. The bow that I carry has never missed a mark when I put the arrow to the string, and if the foe or beast is closer than bow range, the dirk that I wear on my hip will take care of me.

I have heard a strange voice in the wood, singing. It is a beautiful sound that speaks directly to my soul, but in fear of the wood sprites that guard the wood, I have not pursued the voice, but the curiosity that makes me track the campfires is again tickling the back of my neck to hunt the singer... perhaps one will lead me to the other.

As I walk along I hear voices talking, speaking about blood root and whitegum. I step into an open clearing and wait, if they are coming this way, they will find me, if not, then I will continue to follow.

Posted by: oldraven 08-Dec-2003, 02:11 PM
Seems I've got myself some time here, I may as well catch up on some reading. He pulls the wood and leather bound book from his pack, and it lands with a thud on the stump at the edge of the wood. Certainly not light reading, I can tell you that.

His fingers trace over the sigil, and his lips wiggle as he tries to translate the lines.

Did ye get anywhere with that yet? I've noticed you reading it for weeks now, and you've hardly made a dent, by the looks of it. Aaediwen had been coming into the library daily for the last while, so he would have seen Labban pouring over the tome for hours on end.

Yes, and no. I'm making progress, how about that? The two were a bit akward after the outburst at the fire the night before, and it showed on both of their faces. I notice you've been busy since this ordeal has began. Always have the quill in your hand. He wanted the focus off himself for a while.

Aaediwen seemed quite pleased to talk about it. Yes, I've been taking record of the events. I'm sure this will all interest someone, someday. If not, it may be of use to the company before the end.

So, you've been a scribe all this time? The words seemed dificult to push past his lips. Guilt sat heavy on Labban's shoulders as he remembered the direction given him by Raawin. Something was off. He was given the task of scribing the account of their journey, yet he had found no time to do it, and when he did, his mind was on other things. Meanwhile Aaed has taken up the task, as if he were the one Raawin spoke to. I'd like to read it, when the time is right.

Absolutely. I love to share my work with others. Friends even more. Well, I see you're busy. I'll bring it to you later, if you don't mind witnessing the account. For accuracy, of course.

Of course. The two smiled, half smiles.

When he was alone again, he continued reading. The words and lines were falling together easier today. He was finaly becoming a little more fluent with the language. He read for a good hour, and his legs began to pain beneath him. That's good enough for today. When he closed the book, he swore he heard someone singing, as clear as though she was right beside him.

note.gif to see the music beyond the notes is truely
an awsome gift. note.gif

He was so startled he fell right over where he sat. But there was no one there.

Posted by: Arianrhod 08-Dec-2003, 03:14 PM
I just had to note, that according to the cover page,
the 666th reply was from Old Raven...

Hmmmmmmm.....

Posted by: oldraven 08-Dec-2003, 03:33 PM
QUOTE (Arianrhod @ Dec 8 2003, 02:14 PM)
I just had to note, that according to the cover page,
the 666th reply was from Old Raven...

Hmmmmmmm.....

twisted.gif

Posted by: AhilissaMay 08-Dec-2003, 07:35 PM
through a dream she see who she is meant to help, as though the bright light of the sun had just come over the mountains

Thank you Luna for your sight, I pray.

I must find this castle to help this person in which Luna has guide me.
My journey will be long and I'm sure difficult but I must be strong for this is my quest.
Hold on Sir I shall come to you.





Posted by: Macerca 08-Dec-2003, 08:08 PM
With Rider, Josie, and Celeste out in the woods, MacErca paces with a nervous look on his face, turning and almost shouting at Labban who is still reading his book, "Och, man how can you just sit there and read that thing while they are out there, maybe they have come into some foul play or possibly been devoured by some wild thing" and at that statement Labban fell over laughing"Aw come on Mac there fine Rider knows how to take care of herself, and yes I know that they have been gone more than a few hours, the way I see it we have about two more hours of light , go take a walk maybe that will calm you down."

So MacErca started out towards the woods trying to get his mind off the way things were turning out that day as he walked away he turned and spoke to Labban "Hey Man if they should return before me give a shout I shan't be far away."

Walking into the woods Mac pulled the sword from the scabbard well I might as well practice while I am at this, so while he walked he started ritual that he went through every day going through the motions taught him so long ago and by many different masters, then he noticed something out of the corner of his eye, a movement, almost like a silver-white blur, shaking his head he went on till he reached a small pond full of fresh water, squatting down he cupped his hands and drank of the water, rinsed his face and stood up and kinda smelling the air he said "Good God man you could stand more than rinsing, so undressing he laid everything neatly on the bank and dove in with a splash, swimming over to the bank he found some mint and rubbing it between his hands formed a slight lather and proceeded to lather up, having done he returned to the bank looked down at his clothes and noticed a track that was not there before he went in "Wolf tracks, well no harm done after he had dressed he slipped back into the woods an sat down on a stump.

Sitting there mindlessly twiddling the sword in some of the moves that Brightwing had instructed him in, he looked up and saw that the sun was setting and he thought "The time between times, when the sun had set but was not dark yet I always like this time then noticing that the full moon rising low in the eastern sky, and remembering the wolf track he thought of the day that his father had returned from hunting, and had found a dire wolf pup and brought it home he grew up with that ol wolf man! when that thing was full grown it was the size of a small horse he chuckled man did he get stared at when he went into town, and how he had broke one of the towns men when he had wanted to kill the wolf but he never knew what had hit him that day and from then on he was known as ol crooked nose I guess he still hates me, but I grew up and the old wolf passed as the way of all mortals, then he said aloud "What would I give to be a lad and be running through the woods with the wolf again" he sat there with his eyes closed for a while and thought that he had better get back, when he noticed that he was not alone opening his eyes he saw a wolf silver-blue fur right in front of him, it came closer and reaching out his hand it sniffed his hand the gave a quick lick and was off and running to the other side of the pond pacing back and forth like something was wrong then it would look toward the east at the moon.

Mac sat there transfixed not knowing what to do at first he smiled to see such beauty here in the forest, then the smile turned to shock as he realized that this was the wolf from his vision, then wonder of wonders the wolf seemed to be transforming into , into what, a girl? no couldn't be that was impossible but wait he had heard of things like this but had never seen it she kept morphing then it was finally finished she stood up in all her glory and not a stich on and stared straight at him and smiled "Mac's blood ran hot then he blushed never had he seen a women so beautiful, then he snapped "get a hold of yourself man rising and grabbing his cloak he started toward the woman upon reaching he turned his eyes away and said M"lady I ask your forgiveness for bring shame to one as yourself I am ashamed of my behavior, then pulling the sword he gave it to the woman and told her "my life is your if you want and bowing his head as he bared his neck for the strike .... but it never came looking up he saw that she was smiling at him, rise MacErca, my name is Lahatha there is no need for this handing him back the sword reaching down and grabbing his hand and pulling him up she then wrapped his cloak around herself then smilng at Mac she kissed him Mac's eyes flew open in surprize and quickly he broke the kiss of and said that we should return to the camp and exclaiming" By the gods wont Rider be surprized" and Lahatha remarked "I am sure she will."

Posted by: myriad 08-Dec-2003, 10:29 PM
Lahatha finds that the companions are still in camp but preparing to leave. Three of them head into the woods and she wanders away in the opposite direction nearer the stream. She does not have to watch over them for the dragonmaster is with them.
As she nears the waters edge her eyes fill with joy.... she had not realized the extent of her thirst. She drank heartily and then peered at her reflection. This reflection will not be hers in a few hours. She considers the last time she shifted. This has been her nature for centuries now. Her body is so accustomed to the change that it takes very little effort and she really hardly notices it. It is simply her preference for her animal form...that keeps her from shifting more. Why was it she prefered this form again? As she considers this her hair bristles.... she bolts into the wood. Now who could this be? she ponders.
As quickly as the thought appears the scent is there... ahhh ole' friend you have come to the water as well. She watches him from a short distance as he bathes the back of his neck and his arms. She cannot believe the change that has occurred. She had seen him in the wood occasionally as the years had past and he had aged quite normally. She watches as he starts to undress and could not remove her eyes from him. Her smile broadens as she realizes he wishes to bathe. She calmly watches as he walks into the water, his form is that of a young muscular man. He has the upper body of one who works hours over the forge. She admires him and considers greeting him. It would be unfair and probably a bit disconcerting to do so now. She continues to watch as he again dresses and takes his seat.
She follows his gaze.... the moon is full and nearly risen now. Her smile grows large as she makes her way to the waters edge. She feels the excitement of the moon... the electricity that flows surges through her hair and her veins... surely this is the explanation for this feeling. She is charged with a readiness and a feeling to dare and to take risks. She walks up to this man of years past and licks his hand as he puts it out to her. Glancing into his face she realizes he believes her to be a wolf only... she travels to the otherside of the pond and considers disappearing into the wood before she shifts. As she looks across at the man she just watched become skyclad she laughs to herself and shifts.

Posted by: Celeste of the Stars1 09-Dec-2003, 05:47 AM
Following Rider and Josie into the woods I walk behind them, yet close enough to hear every word they say.

"First we need to find some blood root." Rider explains to Josie, "They have yellow flowers, with four petals, from the root-stock come leaves on long stalks they divide into three or five oval leaflets. Now lets split up a little and find it."

As Celeste walks away from Rider and Josie she thinks to herself, *I wonder what they would say if I told them I have what they are looking for in my bag?*

Smiling to herslef she spots a Blood root plant, Making sure no one is watching her she picks it and puts it in an hidden pocket inside her cloak. Bowing her head she thanks the goddess for the gift.

Just as she starts to stand she hears Josie, "Rider come here, I think I found it."

Celeste walks over to Josie Rider with a smile on her face and humming a little tune. note.gif note.gif

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 09-Dec-2003, 12:48 PM
Walking over to Josie " Very Good Josie! You have found it. Now we are looking for the whitegum, it has no flower, big leaves and the base is covered in a yellow dust."
"I thought I saw something like that Over on the left side of that log."

"Very well, You & Celeste collect the Blood Root, I will go collect the Whitegum."
walking away I step up to the large pine Log " Forgive me my friend but a Dragon is in need of your healing, Thank you for sharing the essence of the Mother."
Reaching down I pull the plants I need.

Posted by: Macerca 09-Dec-2003, 04:32 PM
As Mac and Lahatha head back to camp Mac notices that she is stepping gingerly over the rough trail, reaching down and scooping her up he carries her back to camp and when he does this she exclaims " Mac you dont have to carry me like a babe I am well able to get along myself" Mac says " yes maam" but does not let her down, as he walks into camp there is Labban still reading the book and he half heartedly looks up then does a double take and says "Mac what in the world have you found in the woods this time " smiling as Mac got nearer Lahatha raised the hood on Mac's cloak and Labban's jaw almost touched the ground, as Mac walked past he said " I found her in the woods can I keep her" chuckling "Oh by the way man, Pick yer jaw up off the ground, you might get a fly in there"chuckling even harder.
Mac looks around for Rider not really knowing what to do with his new found package then he looks down at Lahatha in his arms and asks " Lass what am I gang to do with ye" she replied "well for starters you may put me down" then she smiled, those eyes he thought just to get lost in them, how long has it been, all time seemed to fade as did the world around him, clearing her throat snapped him out of his trance like state, he gingerly set her down on the ground, he was just about to ask her a question when he noticed the group returning from the woods,He yells at Rider "Come and see what I found" Lahatha looking up at him and said " No Mac, I found you, at last " Mac looked at her with a puzzled look on his face. Well just what did she mean by that he thought as she was walking towards the group.

Posted by: Liriel Baenre Do'Urden 10-Dec-2003, 02:39 PM
As my Master and I walk through the cave, he pulled a small black statue out of his pocket. He whispered softly, "Guen, come forth. It's time to hunt." A swirl of mist came from the small statue and solidified into a large black panther. She rubbed on her master lovingly as he patted her on the shoulder.

She looked my way as I quietly spoke "Hello Guen. Did you have a nice rest." The panther looked at me with her large green eyes and sniffed. She threw out her large paw and pulled me close so that she could rub her massive head on my legs. My master smiled, "She's starting to like you. Best be careful or she'll get to the point of sitting on you like she does Bruneor."

Moisture gathers in my amber eyes, even though I don't know what it feels like to cry. Drow never show any emotion. The Underdark will do that to you. Take all your emotion away save the instinct of survival.

Just then Guen went rigid. Out of the darkness, toward the back of the cave, came a very large orc. Guen melted into the shadows so the orc was unaware she was there. He grunted at us and motioned us to follow him. My master nodded and grunted back to him. I stood quietly by, as I never learn to speak orcish, and ready my spells.

We walked down deep into the earth and came to a huge cavern. It was filled with orcs, trolls and the largest cave troll I had ever seen. They all seem to be waiting for something.

Then I could hear and smell Him. It had been several years since I came across one such as Him. As he lumbered into view, the cavern became as still as death. It seemed no one even breathed. We all waited in anticipation to hear Him speak.

Posted by: oldraven 10-Dec-2003, 03:14 PM
Grungahn watches the Hag, as she pulls her tiny cart toward the villiage. A poor woman to say the least. She looks as though she hadn't eaten in weeks. Not much of a meal there. Stringy and tough.

Unlike his Draconian brethren, Grungahn had no quams about eating humans. They're just annoying, smart cattle. I'd better get this done, before she get's to close to town.

Grungahn stepped out of the thick wood behind the cart. A dragon of his size can't really rely on stealth, so the Hag started and turned to find the ominous beast crawl toward her.

She didn't scream, she just pulled a butchers knife out of her robe.

Grungahn chuckled, steam rolling out of his nostrils. Ye can't do anything with that, Hag. But don't you trouble yourself. I'll not eat ye. Yer not my type.

The Hag actually stepped forward, lifting the knife higher. What would ye do with me then? Kill me for sport, and then eat my turnips? As he neared, a weary look came into her eyes.

You know who I am, don't ye? He was having fun tantalizing the old woman. They stopped but a few arms apart. Her knife almost in his eye.

I know ye, Gron'egaun. And I'd rather not.

Oh! Haven't heard that one in a while. I'd nearly forgotten about it.

What do ye want with me? She asked again. She struck at his eye, but the blade deflected. She then tapped his eye a few times with the point. It made the sound of a glass ball.

And where do ye think they get chrystal balls? He raised his head and licked the blade. His tongue remained uncut, but the knife was now glowing red, and so the Hag let it drop to the ground with a yelp. I wan't to make a proposition. One that will do you very well. And will help me in my andeavors. In his eyes, the Hag could see images of gold trinkets, set with the rarest gems. She looked down and saw rings of gold and amber of every finger, and a gown fit for a Queen. How long have you gone without. Looking at the trades with their fat bellies and lush garments? How long have you toiled the earth for scraps of meat, half rotten? How long has the grass mat on the stone floor chilled yer bones and made your body ache? Wouldn't you like to bid those pains farewell? Will ye help me?

She stared at the adornments. Not missing the rags at all. Even her skin was clean, and seemed to be a bit less wrinkled? For ages she'd been wasting away. A lone tear fell from her eye. Yes, ye demon. I'll help ye. What do ye want?

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 11-Dec-2003, 12:56 AM
I hear my name being called, looking over in that direction I wave and walk over with Josie & Celeste to where Mac and a new Stranger are standing.

"Hello my friend, who do you have here?" smiling at the young lady. Mac grins a boyish grin
" I found her in the woods, can I keep her?"
"I believe that would be up to her." Looking to Josie and Celeste. " I believe we should find her something more appropriate to wear."
" I believe your right, Rider." Josie smiles and goes to seperate the young woman from Mac.
"Wait just a Moment Josie. Young Lady, do you have a name?" Looking with at me with large eyes the girl speaks softly " My Name is Lahatha."
" Hello Lahatha, I am Dragon Master Rider. The woman Standing next to you is Master Healer Josie 3Ravens, and the Blonde young Lady is Josies Apprentace Celeste. "
" Hello everyone."
" Josie if you can not find anything I have spare clothes in my Bag, look for the Dragon Trunk."
" Thank You Rider but I think we may have something for her, besides those are your garments."
" Josie, when it comes to people needing, I share what I have willingly, Let her take her pick of what she would like from my trunks. It looks as she will need them."
" Yes Dragon Master."
Josie takes Lahatha to her tent with Celeste in tow. Watching them leave I comment to Mac.
"My goodness she is beautiful, especially her eyes, they are so compelling." Taking Mac by the arm and directiong us over bythe Dragons " Tell me how you met her."
"Well yea see, I was walking in the forest"......... After awhile he finishes telling me the tale. " I see, so you have wereguardian."
"That appears to be what's happened."
"and the full moon has made her change, her change willonly last 2-3 days at the most. I suggest we get going. Time is not on our side right now."
Looking up I see Celeste , Josie and Lahatha approaching us. Smiling andpointing past Mac, he turns around .Taking in her beauty his jaw drops. Stepping past him and chuckling "Close yoru mouth man , you look like a stoned ape." Immediatly he shuts his mouth. We walk up to them." Lahatha you look stunning, in My Royal Blue Brocade Dress. And who so ingeniously did your hair that way?" Blushing and bowing her head "Celeste did my hair, and Josie picked the dress, I hope it is alright, the borrowing of it I mean."
"My dear child, consider it a gift of welcome." Watching her cheeks turn crimson in a flush that was very becoming to her I see Mac just staring at her." Mac, I will leave this lady in your capeable hands." Motioning for Josie and celeste to follow me we walk to where Labban and Aaediwen are sitting with the Guardian.
"Labban I have returned Celeste as I said I would, unharmed and unscratched. Gentlemen, Gather your things it is time we leave." Turning around I head back to the dragon circle.



Posted by: myriad 11-Dec-2003, 10:28 AM
I stand there with Macerca as he continues to stare at me. I look at him with wonder and can't fathom why he would look at me so. He is the one who made the most unbelievable transition.
"Macerca, you have very kind companions. Very generous for humankind."
"Tis nothin', me lady. It is simply their natural way. Are you not part humankind?"
Lahatha looks up at his questioning face and considers how many questions she will be asked over the next few days, by him and the others, and how many she should answer.
"Macerca, I was once humankind, but I have not chosen this form for many years. I am not sure how much you understand about my kind," she said softly looking away toward the moon. "I must shift when she is full. I can chose to shift when she is not full. This is not my prefered form." Looking at his eyes she sees the tenderness there. Kiatra always told her there were humankind with energy that radiates love to all they care for. She smiles as she remembers his exact phrase, "Lahatha you chose the wolf form now, but be careful, one day you may meet a humankind with a big heart and a thick head like you... then you will not be so decided on remaining in wolf form."
"What are you smiling about, me lady?"
"I thought I told you to call me Lahatha." She smiled widely as he blushed. "Now, enough with this me lady and tell me about your companions and where we are off to." Dragonmaster looks as though she is in a hurry.
"When we have arrived, you will answer my questions, you will not shift?" He asked with determination.
"I will answer what I can." I smiled as he turned toward the others and began to explain a bit about who they were and where we were going. A brief image moved across my mind, one from the vision. Only this time I was not afraid of it. It made perfect sense. At least this much of the vision had become clear, as for the rest of it... we will see
Lahatha looked down at the hem of the dress she wore and laughed quite boisterously outloud. Macerca turned to her quickly "What is it m', Lahatha?"
"This dress. Look at the Dragonmaster... she is tall like the oak and I am short .. and yet her dress fits me perfectly." I continue to laugh. "Even her clothing has...." Her laugh subsides. "I haven't laughed so hard in human form in centuries. Ah, but this should be an adventure." She looked up at Macerca as her eyes sparkled with excitement.

Posted by: Aon_Daonna 11-Dec-2003, 04:01 PM
She was still staring at the dragon but shook her head and freed herself out of that ban that seemed to lie on her, shackling her will like lead cuffs. "You will have to tell me, how may I assist my new master?" She had turned away, pulled her hood deeper over her face. Again she took up the handle of her cart.
"I must hurry. I will need to get new supplies if I am to help you."

Posted by: Celeste of the Stars1 11-Dec-2003, 07:17 PM
I make sure nobody is paying attention and I sneak off into the woods.
I find the stream that I used a few days ago to wash the dishes. Following it to a calm spot I sit and stare into the water to conjure up the image I need.

"Master. Master can you hear me?"

"Yes child what is it you need?"

"I've come to tell you we are preparing to leave we will be heading your way."

"Thank you child you have done well. Now return before you are missed."

"Yes master. I will contact you next time we stop if you'd like."

"Yes, yes, yes now be off. I'm busy."

"Yes master."

I rise from the creek and head back to camp to finish packing.

Posted by: oldraven 11-Dec-2003, 09:12 PM
Labban

Has anyone seen Celeste? Don't want to leave without her. He received a few shrugs, but no one had noticed she was gone, and so went back to their packing. Labban had been packed since mid morning, and so after closing the book he had gone for a walk himself.

He hadn't seen much, but enjoyed what he saw. He stopped by the brook to wash the nights rest from his face. Strange, he found the water to be warm, as though it were poured from a bath. But it was pleasant on his hands and face. A trickle of water ran down his neck into his tunic. Once below the neckline, it burned at his skin until it steamed off. Strangely enough, it hadn't hurt at all. But it did startle him to see it wafting through the ties.

The trees seemed greener today, and the sun warmer. The earth had a softer feel too it as well. Birds sang, and it was as if Labban could hear their melody, unlike he ever had before. There was a story to it. He knew this, even if he couldn't understand the words. Then his staff began to drone again, and the Lyre answerd it's call. He pulled the instrument about and began picking, aimlessly. Then there was an answer from a bird. Then two. As he played a score of feathered kind answered his song. They played together for a few moments until he let his hands drop. The choir continued to sing to him, and he became entranced in the melody.

A far off voice called out to him. Labban. Oldraven. It's time to go.

He walked slowly back to the group to find everyone ready to go. Celeste was there waiting. Where were you gone to? I didn't want to leave without you. She said, smiles abounding.

Just off for a walk. Where did you go?

I went to wash up in the stream.

Odd. She didn't look as though her skin was wet. But what nice skin it was. What does it matter, Labban? Stop being so skeptical. He smiled back at her, and taking her by the hand led her to her mount. His mood was euphoric, and nothing could dampen his spirits, as they were so in tune with those about him.

He stepped up on his saddle and checked everything to make sure it was secure before they left the ground. Where are we going?

Rider answered with a smirk. We're going to town, Labban.

Posted by: AhilissaMay 11-Dec-2003, 09:34 PM
Odd I feel like I have been walking for months....oh Luna gudie me, tell me I am going the right way......(Just then music from out of nowhere seem to find her...)

That song, I know that song I will follow the tune hopefully this will lead me to that man......I wonder how he would know that song.


Ahil

Posted by: Highlander 12-Dec-2003, 10:42 PM
The Highlander and the dragon land near the entrance to the cave, and the Highlander dismounts and tells the dragon to leave and return to the others as they will need her. Highlander proceeds to the entrance and stands there listening to the deep rubble of voices deep with-in the cave. The Highlander straightens himself to his full height and adjusts his swords one last time, as he prepares to finishhis long and tiresome quest for those who changed his life forever... Now to the death for those below.....

Posted by: Macerca 13-Dec-2003, 03:27 PM
As Mac and Lahatha stand there looking at each other with not but one thought on their minds, Rider walks over and says warmly ?Uh, Excuse me, mind if I interrupt for a moment, but if you two are going with us then may I suggest that you mount up as the rest of the group.? Smiles a big grin and turns and proceeds to her own mount. Mac looks around and sees that everyone is staring at them with grins on their faces, and as if coming out of a dream world he realizes what is going on then in a embarrassing blush says ?Och, I couldnae made a bigger spectacle of meself if I tried, lets go lass,? heading to the large Bronze dragon that is his mount as he nears, the dragon lifts a leg to help them mount, making sure that Lahatha is properly seated he climbs on and signals Rider that all is ready, and with that she gives the signal and they are airborne.

Flying over the trees at such a height has made Lahatha just a bit uneasy and she reaches around and wraps her arms around Mac, and rests her head on his shoulder, turning his head he notices that her eyes are closed. Mac states in his most authoritative voice ? Not to worry Lass I will not let any harm befall ye? switches the reigns to one hand and rests his hand on hers and pats it gently.

Mac think to himself ?It has been a long time since he has been this close to a woman, and it is doing things to my mind and body that I cannot control, but I admit it stirs my soul, like nothing else.? It was then that he realized just how lonely he had been, he then noticed that he could feel every move she made and the very outline of her body impressed on his back, the taught ness of her muscles and the softness of her breasts, which started him dreaming again and then almost breaking his neck he snapped his head back and forth thinking ?Och, man get a hold of yer sel, or you wind up dashed on the ground below,? Noticing this abrupt behavior Lahatha asked, ? Is there someting wrong.? Mac answered, ? It?s nothing my dear,? and then he thought to himself "Och, I?ll be glad when we get back on the ground."

Posted by: Aaediwen 13-Dec-2003, 09:40 PM
Relaxing for the ride, I allow my mind to wander where it will. Back
through the mists of time and space. I had done this many times and knew,
I thought, what to expect, yet this time the environment I saw through my
physical eyes was still there in the world I ventured to in my mind.
Indeed the magic must be strong here. The dragons, and my companions can
be seen clearly as various colors of light around me, I'd never been here
and had more than a faint telepathic link with anyone before. As I
looked around toward my companions, I noticed how Rider shone much
brighter than the others, and how -- understandably -- her color was more
like that of the amber auras of the dragons than the blue and white auras
of the rest of his companions. Then, as I look around, I also notice that
Labban and Mac also share the slight amber tinge in color. These colors
must be spiritual links and alignments between individuals. Then,
something catches my attention. Ahead, far in the distance, I notice a
large darkness over the horizon, that must be what we are here to deal
with... In any case, I have never encountered a journey such as this, I
must record this experience and share it with Rider once we get on the ground.


coming back from my journey into the spirit realm, I feel Rider's gaze on
me. Had she felt my presence there? I cast her an inquisitive glance
trying to let her know that I had noticed something. If anyone would
understand it would be she, but up here on Dragon back would not be the
place. Somewhere quiet, and in private.

Posted by: Celeste of the Stars1 14-Dec-2003, 12:14 AM
As my mount rises I get settled for the long journey.

I look over my companions. I notice how comfortable Mac and his companion are becoming. I then look over to Aaediwen as he drops into a trance.

*I wonder what he's looking for?*

I then notice Rider and Josie and how preoccupied they are. Finally my gaze lands on Labban.

I watch as he picks a few mindless notes on his lyre. Feeling my gaze he looks up to meet my eyes. He smiles and waves at me. I smile back as a blush creeps across my face. I slowly lower my gaze and sit back into my saddle closeing my eyes I listen to the notes from Labban's lyre being carried on the wind. Slowly a melody starts to unfold. The more of the melody that comes together the more the group relaxes. The music is very haunting yet very beautiful. Suddenly a voice joins in that I had never heard. I open my eyes and look into the sky around us.

"There is no one else around." the voice says

"What? Who said that?" I say as I sit straight up in my saddle

"Down here young one."

I look down to see my mount staring back up at me.

"How did you know I would under stand you?" I ask some what alarmed

"Oh we always know." The dragon says with a grin. "Now sit back and relax, its going to be a long ride."

I do as the dragon says and before long I am lulled into a beautiful dream by the music.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 15-Dec-2003, 04:50 AM
Smiling at the live antics going on around me , I pat Nemarth lightly on her neck as Rahshah trills gently in my ear. I take the time to watch each member of the party. slowing Nemarth so that we are at the back of the group.As each Dragon Passes I make a mental picture of that person & the Dragon that they are riding. First Josie and her proud Green Dragon Pass by. their broad grins showing their pleasure with being together, Then Mac and Lahatha their new love shining brightly for all to see. Then The Guardian and Celeste pass on their Dragons, Celeste has a look of startlement on her face, The Guardian is again in deep thought but it must be pleasant as he is smiling, I think . Labban Passes and nods cordially as he plays his music adding a very welcome calming effect to the air, A smile and a slight twinkle in his eye brings a smirk to my face. As Aaediwen Passes by a look of urgency is on his face, he give me a look that I comprehend as an urgent need to speak, Nodding my head in response.

Several hours later , Nemarth makes her decent. Landing carefully, I dismount Quickly and she Rises again to make room for the others to be dropped off. As every one dismounts they come and gather over by me.

"Ladies and Gents, This is where we rest, the dragons hunt for food, while they do so, we shall eat and sleep. When they have finished we will leave again. Don't set up your tents as we will only be here a few hours at most. Josie, one of you Fast stews and some of those herb and meat rolls would be fantastic right about now."


"Rider, how do I get what I need? It's on me dragons Back!"
"Call to the dragon by name, it will land."
" Why didn't I think of that?" she says as she gently smacks her forehead with her hand.

Looking around I see that other members are calling to their dragons.

Walking quickly towards me , Aaediwen looks concerned. "May we speak in Private Rider?"
"Yes, lets gather wood for the Fire as we talk." Looking back I see Labban and Celeste in deep conversation. silently Aaediwen and I slip in to the forest.

" R...Dragon Master...."
"Aaed, you can call me Rider, you usually do, don't go getting formal on me now."
"Yes, yes, of course. Rider, I had a vision that I just simply must share with you."
"Then please , share it and while your at it pick up some of that dead wood your walking on for the fire."

Posted by: Aaediwen 15-Dec-2003, 08:23 PM
Bending to collect a few of the dried branches, I begin, "I had an experience up there that bothers me. Often when I write I will journey into a realm of spirit, where the body cannot go. Rarely does it carry any form, but it has always been calming to me. I began to meditate up there, and what I saw was quite different." settling another brace of branches into my arms I continued, "Not only did what I see have form this time, it was the form of the physical world around us, and I could see the spirits of every living thing glowing in their place, each one different in color according to their nature or magical ties. Most of the company was some shade of white or blue, The dragons were orange, and you carried a orange color of lesser intensity. I also noticed that Mac and Labban had a strong orange tint to their aura as well. Is there something hidden here?"

"There is more than this that bothers me about my journey as well.", I continued, "The color on the horizon ahead is black as onyx. Spiritual magic is strong here, and I feel that any magic may be greatly enhanced by it. I fear that whatever we meet ahead, if it wishes us harm, then it may attack our very soul the same as it attacks our person.

I figure that if anyone would have answers for me about what I have seen, or understand it... It would be you, Rider. What do you make of the environment here?"

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 16-Dec-2003, 07:39 AM
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"I had an experience up there that bothers me. Often when I write I will journey into a realm of spirit, where the body cannot go. Rarely does it carry any form, but it has always been calming to me. I began to meditate up there, and what I saw was quite different." settling another brace of branches into my arms I continued, "Not only did what I see have form this time, it was the form of the physical world around us, and I could see the spirits of every living thing glowing in their place, each one different in color according to their nature or magical ties. Most of the company was some shade of white or blue, The dragons were orange, and you carried a orange color of lesser intensity. I also noticed that Mac and Labban had a strong orange tint to their aura as well. Is there something hidden here?"

"I see, well let me explain this as you would best understand.
The Colors that you saw around us have to do with the draconic magic that lives in us. It consumes us, lives through us, is us. We have been changed by it .The magic for Labban and Mac comes from their dragon stones, mine comes from the dragons themselves.We are nolonger of the same form you and the others are. This is difficult to explain." Continuing to listen as Aaediwen speaks
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"There is more than this that bothers me about my journey as well.", I continued, "The color on the horizon ahead is black as onyx. Spiritual magic is strong here, and I feel that any magic may be greatly enhanced by it. I fear that whatever we meet ahead, if it wishes us harm, then it may attack our very soul the same as it attacks our person. I figure that if anyone would have answers for me about what I have seen, or understand it... It would be you, Rider. What do you make of the environment here?"


looking very somber I hold out a small tree limb towards Aaediwen that I have collected. " What do you see here Aaed?"
"I see death and decay, where once life was."
"Is that all you see?"
"I don't understand what you mean, is that all I see, I see a dead branch that once lived."
" But do you see the energy still around it? the point of this is everything has a life of it's own, therefore a spirit, and every thing has magick in it. the dragons are simply the caretakers of it. the Blackness that you saw is what lies ahead of us. Yes it can and will attack us, it will do what ever it can to seperate us and destroy us. some of us will make the full journey, but some of us will not. " Looking at the large bundles of wood we have I smile .

" I believe we have enough, come, let us get back so we may eat and rest. we have been gone long enough." Turning around we head back to camp chatting

"Tell me Aaed, what does Labban feel for Celeste?"
no sooner is the question out of my mouth we hear a deep cry come from behind us. Dropping the wood and spinning around we see several Ogres comming towards us. Touching the dragon stone I prepair for a fight. Dragons Scream their defiance over head, the forest is so dense they can not see us. As the Ogres advance I pray that Labban and Mac will arrive soon. Raising my hands I cast Dragonfire. balls of flame shoot from my hands. Hitting one in the chest the flames engulf it.

Posted by: Aon_Daonna 16-Dec-2003, 08:58 AM
((new chara, additional to the hag wink.gif ))

With a scream she jumped off her branch upon one of the ogres, bringing him down with a clear strike in the neck. She jumped off the dying and attacked the next, a flurry of scimitar and claws. "Just die, will you?!?" She parried a strike, close enough to smell the creatures stinking breath. Her claws hit the ogres face, slashing it open from the forehead to the chin, almost ripping out an eye. He screamed, trying to free himself but she clenched her fist, jumping at him and ramming it into it's throat which resulted in the smashing of his windpipe. He dropped his sword and she hacked into the base of his neck, leaving him to die.
Two of the others were finished already as she got ready to strike the next. Hissing she advanced and felt her claws sinking into flesh, just above the crude armor. "Tell yerrr clan that Mirre is herrre to hunt them. They should leave those people alone."
"You will die" came his low response and she smiled maliciously.
"Trrry me." She stepped back and let him advance, crouched, ready to jump, her claws ready to strike. Her tail lashed out like a whip as he advanced, brushing aside branches and leaves.
The ogre came close, his axe over his head. With a hiss the catwarrior whirled aside, her scimitar slashing over the armor and she jumped into his neck, her claws sinking into his neck. "What will ye do now?" She took one hand-formed paw off his neck and let the claw run over his throat slowly. "Die!" With this she cut his throat open and jumped off him, watching him topple to the ground.

With a smile she bowed to the two strangers, cleaned the scimitar with some leaves and sheathed it again before she vanished back into the shadows of the trees.

((Mirre = Member of the Catwarriors, a caste of the Catpeople)).

Posted by: oldraven 16-Dec-2003, 09:55 AM
By the time Labban and MacErca arrived, it was nearly over. Macs sword flashed as it left the sheath and he tore through the Ogres like they were made of smoke, Dragonstrike glowing and singing while it worked.

There was an odd looking woman with a tail ripping the enemy apart with speed and furry he'd never seen.

GGRRAAAAGHHH!!! An Ogre was coming for him, and Labban went for his sword. He slapped at his belt and realised he had no blade. What good would it do? He had no idea how to wield one. He tried to back away, but tripped over a root and landed on his back, knocking the wind out of him. He couldn't even scream. The Ogre bore down on him and the axe met flesh. It hit him square in the cheast, but did not break the skin. He heard a few bones crack, though.

MacErca had seen it all, and let out a bloodcurtling battle cry full of pain, anguish, and rage. He was on the confused Ogre in an instant, and lopped its head off before it had a chance to strike again. Labban! What has happened to ye?

Seeing the carnage was too much for him, and he rolled over to empty his stomach on the headless Ogre.

It's fittin for his kind. Stated Mac, as he spat on the lifeless form. He helped Labban to his feet. Come on, let's get ye away from here. Why didn't ye draw yer sword.

With much pain, he glanced as his side. What sword?

Oh, I see. We'll have tae do something about that, won't we?

Rider ran up to him and hugged him tightly. A layer of dragon skin is a useful tool.

The pain of broken bones was too much for him, and he passed out in her arms. His last thoughts were, At least the lyre isn't broken.

Posted by: oldraven 16-Dec-2003, 10:00 AM
(( OOC- This fellow is shaping up to be quite the weakling. ))

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Posted by: myriad 16-Dec-2003, 01:57 PM
Lahatha heard the struggle in the wood and knew it was creature they battled. Shifting quickly into wolf form she bolted for the wood. It was in her nature that she could only kill creature in creature form. She circled far around to the hind with plans to attack them from the back. As she drew near she heard the yowling of the creature as it ripped into the stench filled beast of the wood. "What in birchwoods are you?!" She said this aloud but the odd beast that was ripping at the ogres did not hear her. She crouched low now... seeing that each of the ogres had been destroyed. A bloody mess it made of them too. As soon as she had a good look at it, the cat like creature was gone.
She thought aloud, "Well, Lahatha, now what shall we do. Shall we keep our warm fur coat on or shall we shift back to human form." She watched as Macerca helped Labban to his feet. She should at least talk to him first before she decided what she needed to do. He was already separating from the group.. moving in the direction of the clearing they were resting in. Lahatha made a wide circle back in the direction of the clearing as well. As she came near the outter ring of the clearing she smelled something very strange but could not remember the scent. Whatever it was... it was bad... she crouched and looked in each direction. Something was among them... something was wrong... she could not explain it... but it had just joined them. Nothing could be seen but her fur bristled. She made her way toward Macerca just as he neared the clearing and caught him... remaining in wolf form she said, "We need to talk."

OOC: That last line should read- in the imfamous and foreboding words of a woman she said the statement that all men dread..."We need to talk." laugh.gif

Posted by: Aon_Daonna 16-Dec-2003, 06:44 PM
((OOC: hehe, I think my bf dreads those words wink.gif ))

Mirre walked the shadows like none of her clan. She loved the hunt and she loved the smell of blood and the toying with her prey. Why did those stupid people just have to have a wolf with them? Stupid canines. Too thick to hunt on their own, always in packs. That just must be the most cowardly thing to do in the world.
She sat up her tree, examining her claws.
But if they wanted to cross these lands safely they needed more protection, and nobody ever accused the cat-people of letting those naked humans go into their doom.
While she cleaned her paws and claws she carefully examined her scimitar and added three notches to the little stick that dangled off her belt. She was purring softly and decided not to hunt for food tonight, she could do so tomorrow. All she needed was a good nap. But not now. Too many eyes watching this little groop, some only wanted the horses, but some wanted their souls. Grouls just wanted their strength.

"My, my, who do we have here?" Her soft purring stopped and she slowly turned her head. "Ye will have to learrrn to be softer on yer feet. I can hear you for miles." With a graceful stretch she showed her shining claws and jumped off the branch, landing on the ground with a soft "thud". Her green eyes glinted in the shadow and she smiled. "Dinnae tell me I'll have tae defend ye again. Thought ye had enough of this last time we met."
The creature strolled casually around her and gave back the smile. It's legs clicked when they hit a stone and Mirre again discovered how disgusted she was by this giant spider. It was missing part of a leg, a result of their last encounter. "I am not here to hunt you. I rather smelled horseflesh."
"Ye know that I will have tae protect them humans, since they are crossing cat-lands. Ye also ken that they are weak without horses and cannae walk for long. So, before yer getting another piece of yer leg hacked off, ye should better be going."
The spider hissed angrily. "For now I am not too hungry, but those humans should be wary as long as they cross my hunting grounds." It turned and crawled away again, hiding in the darkness of the deeper places.
Bugger. Does that mean I will have tae go and warn them noo? It might be better if they are warned though. So the catwarrior turned and walked towards the people on silent feet. Shortly before arrival she decided to make them notice her and started purring softly but audible. She climbed up a small tree and sat on a branch tentatively before she cleared her throat.
"Welcome in the catlands, good people. I am Mirre, and it is my duty to protect you from the evils of this forest while you are travelling in our lands." She crossed her legs on her branch and gave them a chance to sort their thoughts while eyeing the wolf cautiously. Stupid Canine, she thought. Her eyes gleamed emerald green in the shades and as she smiled her pointed teeth were visible. Her slowly swishing tail was the only sign of her anxiety having a wolf this close.
"Unfortunate for you, you have entered the hunting-grounds of Irida, a giant spider. He is quite a bit bigger than I and we have fought before, being quite even. But he did not have much luck hunting lately and alas you have horses with you. He likes them alot, since they have enough bodyfluids to keep him nourished for some time. That..." a short hiss accompanied the word, "canine should be enough to warn you, but I have better senses to watch at night, so I will stay close. Well, in detail, I will stay on this tree. Good luck." She climbed up higher and sat there, hugging her legs, keeping watch.

Posted by: MacErca 16-Dec-2003, 06:51 PM
She made her way toward Macerca just as he neared the clearing and caught him... remaining in wolf form she said, "We need to talk."

As met up with Lahatha instantly he knew something was wrong, it just hung in the air like a deafening thick fog, as they reached each other, they looked around the battle was over, Labban was being taken care of by Rider and Josie, the dragons that were flying overhead had quieted down, but something was still pulling at his spirit.

She was still in wolf form, as he knelt down she padded up to him he wrapped his arms around her saying ? I am glad you were not hurt in this battle, but I am curious as to why you have not shifted yet to human form is there something else I should know?? She looked up into his eyes with those beautiful eyes of hers and Mac could almost see the sadness in them, as his eyes started to well, a cacophony of howls rose around them they were completely surrounded, his first instinct was to look at Lahatha noting no danger there he looked to the skies and the dragons which had issued no alarm, jumping up he unsheathed Dragonstrike once more ready to do battle and protect his friends and loved one, just then she spoke in a voice that was almost human, she said ?Mac sheathe your great sword, no danger, these are my people, my clan.? and while she was speaking, hundreds of wolfs came into the clearing, looking around him he saw the rest of his friends getting ready for another battle, alarmed he shouted ?No these are our friends they are Lahatha?s clan they will not harm us, be calm.? Just then one wolf the pack leader broke from the pack and padded over to where they were at and looked at Lahatha and spoke to her in a voice that he was not to understand, then he returned to the pack, and all at once they vanished into the surrounding woods, and then they were left alone.

Lahatha spoke first explaining to Mac that her clan needed her and that she must return with them for a while and how it pained her to leave but only for a short while then she would return if she was able.

With tears streaming down his face Mac abruptly turned and marched off to where his warpack was stored, the rest of the group was staring in shock as to what was happening, what in the world was going on they wondered, reaching down to pick up his pack, He called for Rider to come and join him, then he motioned for Lahatha to join him, He started speaking in the bravest voice he could muster asking all to come closer, when all had joined them He looked around at them and noticing that Labban was not there he inquired as to his whereabouts, Josie piped in and said that, ?Although he was awake now that he was still resting.? Mac then asked that he be brought out on his bedroll then when all had assembled Mac started speaking, ? You who have known me these many a year know that once I was a warrior, only to return home and find my wife and child slain, it was then that I said no more will I fight in another mans folly, I layed them down to rest ?neath the sod and swor that never again would I know the earthly pleasures of having a woman by my side, then for what reason this group was picked by the hand of fate to be protectors of this realm, I then said so be it, if that is the way it is to be I will do it.? Then turning to Lahatha he spoke ? Then my fair one you came into my life and tho it has only been a few days since your coming I feel that I have known you forever, and this thing I cannot change, is that when you leave to assist your clan you take my heart with you and know ye this, we are bound together you and I and no matter how long it takes I will find you, your spirit and mine have intertwined and they are no longer separate things but have become one, and I who thought he could never love again has become lost in your being.? Having said this in front of everyone he squatted down on the ground and unrolled his pack in were a few sparse items all wrapped neatly in leather, picking one item up he strode over to Labban knelt down and said, ?Brother, I don?t know where my head was and that you nearly went under today if not but for the dragonstone wings that you have that must not happen again? reaching out he started to unroll the bundle and there was a gleaming sword handing it over to Labban he remarked ? I had made this for Cullen my son for the day he reached manhood but alas that day never came I know that you are a scribe but in this day and hour you have need of this, so use it well my Brother.? Then walking back to where Lahatha and his pack was he again reached down and picked up another bundle then walking over to Lahatha who was still in wolf form he said ?And to you my love I have this for you? as he unrolled it he asked that she please shift to human again in an instant there she was standing in front of him she was natural He looked at her and she at him, and as everyone looked on there was no shame only love throughout, as he finished unrolling the leather bundle there were two shining objects then he said ?I give this Wolf Head Torc to you this day as heart of my heart and spirit of my spirit? an he placed it around her neck then he held the other Wolf Head Torc up for all to see and said ? I made these for me and my lady fair when we were young we were never given the chance to adorn ourselves with these, from this day it will not be removed from my neck I have no rings only these, and I pledge that on this day there will be no other, turning to Lahatha he placed the Torc around his neck."

Then at that momet they kissed in a kiss that seemed to stop time itself and burn the very grass they stood on, then she shifted and as she stood there, there around the neck of the wolf just below the fur you could see the Torc, then she returned to the woods and she was gone.

Wiping his eyes Mac exclaimed ? well what are we standing around for let?s be off and get this blasted thing over with, come what may? with that he stormed off to be by himself again.

Posted by: Aon_Daonna 16-Dec-2003, 09:00 PM
Oh bloody claws, even more of them stupid things! Can't they just once go somewhere ALONE??? She hissed and climbed higher, wanting nothing to do with the stink of wolves, hoping that others heeded her warning. If not she could be of not much help.
The howl of a groul in the forest alerted her senses of other dangers.
"Oh, you stupid people.. do you lack any brain to think for yourselves??? A gathering like this will bring nothing but trouble. But what can you expect from wolves? They never knew and never will when a gathering is appropriate.." She added some hissing words in her own language, hearing the growls of some of the canines. "I can't believe you things have the cheel to growl at me when all you did is attract those damned grouls." She jumped off her tree, seemingly not caring about the gathering of wolves around her. "Bloody claw, listen or leave it.
A few more of the spirit eaters had gathered in a spot near. She could hear them howl in anticipation.

((I'm trying not to meddle with the overall storyline, just adding some immediate adventures wink.gif
Wouldn't it time for yous people to stop godmoding, btw? I mean its your choice but somehow I feel a bit intimidated by all those godmoding ppl biggrin.gif )

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 17-Dec-2003, 02:41 AM
Summoning the DRAGONS (not on horse back yet) the party awaits their mounts.
Helping Labban on to his dragon I secure him tightly. Giving the order they take flight. As Nemarth lands I jump effortlessly to my saddle. Nemarths huge wings down stroke, getting us airborne. We are again headed off to the villiage. Nemarth Flying close to Tahlutha. Watching over Labban she feels is her duty. she touched the stone. This was her fault, she could feel the truth burning in her. Looking at Labban as he slept the dragons flew swiftly only stopping long enough for the companions to feed & relieve themselves.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 18-Dec-2003, 12:42 AM
As the moon rises, the companions reach their destination. The dragons land in a nearby field. As every one dismounts, Mac and I help Labban. One by one the dragons leave, soon there is no one but us standing in a circle inthe field.

"I'll see if I can find us some lodgings for the night." Aaediwen says calmly. Setting out the rest of us wait for his return.

Posted by: oldraven 18-Dec-2003, 09:44 AM
Labban crept over to a stump to sit. He wasn't tired, just sore. He examined his tunic. I'm going to need a new one of these when we get to town. There was no bruise, and not a drop of blood. And, judging by the way he was able to move about, the bones seemed to no longer be broken.

Josie had been fussing over him all day, giving him this to sup, and that to that to rub on the wound. Except there was no wound. You're healin up quite well, Labban. A person might thing you've got some sort of healing enchantment on ye. she winked and went on her way.

But he did. Rider had shown Mac and he the truth. They could not be killed. Obviously that didn't stop anyone from hurting him. Well, if he could take an axe on like that, he could take on a hundred Orc. He pulled the new sword at his side from the scabard. It rang, and the staff droned, either in warning or in celebration. Labban turned the blade over in his hands a few times, noting the craftsmanship, but not wanting to swing it. He might chop his arm off playing.

Ye'll be wanting to learn how to use that. Said MacErca, as he walked up behind him. The enemy won't be stoping to admire the blade, they'll be swinging at yer neck. I think you would do well with some basic lessons, before we get to deep into this ordeal. Mac pulled out dragonstrike and it rang loud, a much clearer sound than Labbans, almost as if it were made of crystal. It tossed and turned in his hand, making large, dangerous arcs in the air.

Posted by: MacErca 18-Dec-2003, 04:37 PM
?Labban my brother we three have been tossed into this maelstrom together, Yourself, Rider, and I have been given the dubious task of saving the world. If that?s not bad enough there are creatures out there that want our heads, I realize that you have had no formal teaching in the area of sword play, so I want you to play close attention in what I am about to show you? as Mac instructed Labban to seat himself on the stump, he moved over a little bit and sat on the ground in front of him and started telling him of the teachings that Mac himself had been taught, after a while Mac stood up and moved off about 2o paces and said to Labban, ?brother I know that this is mighty fast, but we have no time so I will show you what is needed to survive,? Then Mac started doing his exercises in swinging the blade, as he moved he explained that to watch his opponents eyes, for sometimes they would give away the next move, on and on, he moved as if he were dancing but for every action there had been a reaction, no sudden stop, it all seemed one fluid movement, then he had Labban stand and start going through the very same movements, yes he was akward at first but as Labban went through the movements he started gaining confidance and felt pretty good, then Mac said to him ? brother this is all well and good but I want you to practice every chance till it becomes instinct to you, later we will practice with some wooden sticks to help even more, but I don?t want you to rely on the sword alone I want you to take a close look at the staff that I made for you," it was then that Labban sheathed the sword, and started checking out the staff , he noticed the balance and how it felt like his old walking staff, and where the dragon wings were it should?ve been heavier but that was in balance with the rest of the staff, then he noticed that there was the slightest edge on the wings themselves, and it almost looked like an axe of some kind, he thought to himself while he would learn the sword here was something that he already knew, a staff just a little longer than a pike why hadn?t he realized this before, then he started using the staff like a pike, twirling it like he had done so many times before, good grief, he thought, every child had done this growing up. It was then that Mac reminded him what the staff was made from and that it should be a formidable weapon in itself, then Mac turned and walked toward Rider.

As Rider walked towards Mac she noticed that his demeanor had changed from just a day ago, his jaw was set and she noticed that he was more alert now that Lahatha had left to help her people, as Mac walked up to Rider he gave her a smile and a hug and told her that he was glad she was here and then kinda guided her towards the woods, where they could be alone, as they reached the wood Rider asked, ?What?s on your mind Mac,? then Mac looking at and saying ?You remember the spell that you cast on me so that no one would see the markings that have appeared on me don?t you,? Rider answered ?Yes I do, Mac why do you ask?? He said, ?Well I want you to remove it, fate has chosen me to be a warrior, that I did not want to be and it is time now to embrace it, for I must not question the role that has been given, I feel in order that to complete this journey we must fill the role that has been given to us, so from this day I will return to my warrior ways. In your dragon trunk you will find another sword wrapped in leather keep it till the day Lahatha returns or I do not make it through this journey also you will find some other things pass them out to the rest of the group however you decide, the dark days are soon upon us I know you have noticed that the farther we get to our destination that the woods are thinner and the air smells of something rotting, tis the reason for me to speak to you so, I mean you no disrespect, for you and Labban are my dearest friends, I just pray that we all make it through this.?

Then Rider with a simple gesture returned Mac to the way he was when he stormed into her room at the castle when she saw for the first time all the blue intertwining markings on his body, with this done Mac smiled and said a thank you and walked out of the woods.

Posted by: Celeste of the Stars1 18-Dec-2003, 04:59 PM
Making sure everybody is preoccupied I sneak away into the woods. I noticed before we landed that there was a lake not too far away.

Making my way to the edge of the lake I kneel and stare at the water, conjuring the image I need.

"Yes child, what is it now?"

"We have stoped again master. We will be here through the night. I also over heard Rider say we will no longer be using the dragons, we will be on horse back from now on."

"Very well. Contact me before you leave. Is that all?"

"Yes master"

"Very well then. GO!"

"Yes master"

Standing up I straighten out my dress. As I brush the grass from my skirt I hear voices.

Walking back through the woods I come to a clearing were I see Mac and Labban practicing. I watch as Labban swings his sword.

*What power he has, I never noticed how strong he really is*

I continue watching even after Mac as left.

*The way he handles that staff is amazing!*

Snapping back to myself I return to the group in the clearing.

"So has anybody figured out where we're sleeping tonight?"

Posted by: Aon_Daonna 18-Dec-2003, 07:38 PM
((Oops... let's say we were talking about humanflesh then wink.gif ))

Of course she was near.. as long as those pathetic weaklings were around she couldn't really go away.. they did need some sort of eyes and ears that knew what they had to listen for.
She had quickly devoured her meal and was now completing the tast of cleaning herself and her weapons.
She sat on her branch, one ear half listening to what the humans did, the other nervously picking up any sound of danger, if there was one.

She stretched her powerful muscles and got comfy listening to what they called "teaching somebody swordplay"... play... a survival skill. Quite elegant at times, but those naked two-legged things did not grasp the full elegance of fast but controlled movements and the dance of dagger and sword.
Give that weakling a quarter staff.. she thought with a yawn, at least he cannot hack anything off with that.
She sharpened her claws on the branch, sending bits of bark flying through the air. An owl hooted angrily at her and Mirre apologised hastily. She did not mean to anger her airborn sister. The owl made another angry sound and settled on the same branch asking what was so fascinating about those things down on the ground.
"Nothing really. I'm just doing my duty as free-roaming catwarrior."
"U-hu"
"Keep your eyes open for anything, sister. We do not know what might lurk around."
The owl asked her to look after her nest further up in the tree while she was out hunting and without a sound she swooped down to catch herself only a few inches over the ground and flew silently away.
Back to the task at hand. She sighed, stretched on her branch and watched through the trees, turning her head slightly whenever she heard a sound. But it seemed calm so far.

So, what should I do if something attacks? Warn them only, or fight with them? She thought about how her blood came to the boil whenever she entered battle and how sweet the smell of blood was to her. She certainly wouldn't be able to keep herself to herself...

Oh boy... just give that human a quarterstaff, will you? He'll cut himself into bits with that thing!

Posted by: Aaediwen 18-Dec-2003, 09:34 PM
returning to the group I find Labban practicing with his staff. I watch him quietly for a moment before my mind thinks of a perculiar magic I had heard of and familiarised himself with a couple of ears prior to finding Highlander Castle, involving channeling of the same energies he was already familiar with. Many of the spells he had been careful to do anything with, as the art required focusing on your target in a realm in which, until now, I had only seen myself. Perhaps I could help Labban keep a calm head here.

I begin to meditate, entering the spirit realm. When last I had been here, the physical world's form had forced itself on me, and now it took me only a moment to aquire it at will. As the forms of the physical plane became visible through the physical mists, I found Labban in the mists and began a calming chant, channeling the energy around me and allowing it to gather around me. As it gathered, my chant began to come in a language I failed to recognise, then as it continued I began to recognise what was comming to me as the ghost tounge, the natural language of this realm. As I continued to chant, my words began to filter and clense the energies which I began to channel toward Labban's form. My first attempts at channelling the energy sent shafts of light in all directions. My focus lacked a solid lock on Labban's spirit to be able to channel the energy to him and relax his mind and allow his practice to have more impact.
I had the energy though, and even this spray proved that I was able to channel the energy elsewhere. I calmed the stream, and tried again to focus on my friend, this time, as I began to channel the energy outward, I again felt the direction waver slightly, but was able to control and guide it to establish and maintain a connection with my friend. I channeled only a small stream at first, then began to slowly strengthen the stream as I became more confidant.

A few minutes later, feeling confidant I can work this energy however needed, I relax and cease the channel to Labban. Before returning entirely to my worldly form, however, I notice myself still watched from a tree. The cat, she is still there. My song changes slightly, taking on a slightly darker tone, then, with a sudden chord, I release a bolt of dark reddish energy to her as I cease my chanting and return to my body.

Blinking my eyes open, I see Labban still working with his staff. "Your practice will be well, my friend.", I tell Labban, "I've found us lodging for the night. Help me get everyone together. There's an inn with room for us, "The Mystic Fountain" it's called. Not exactly like the castle, but at least it's got a bed and drink.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 19-Dec-2003, 06:43 AM
Mac smiled, said a thank you and walked out of the woods. Walking farther into the woods I come to a secluded grove with a stream running through it. On the bank is a single Elder tree. Walking toward it I shed my garments. Standing before it skyclad I kneel and begin to pray for guidance.

Posted by: oldraven 19-Dec-2003, 10:04 AM
((Grungahn))

He smiled, about as much as he could. But it wasn't out of happiness. Pleasure, yes, humor, yes, but happiness; he hadn't felt that for a thousand years. He smiled because the group was finally taking their leave of the dragon mounts. There was still that drated Rahshah, but one dragon was esily dealt with. And their progress would be much slower now. But there was still a need for haste. He remained a few steps ahead of the company, but only a few. And he prefered to have events play out exactly as he planed.

The Hag had been given her task, and had gone to begin. She wouldn't be a problem. All creatures have a price, and I've met that price with Gold and Power on many ocasions.

The girl was doing quite well. She will be rewarded when her time comes. He may even let her live, in the end.

Grungahn mulled over his scrolls and stones. He had met with many mercinaries over the last few weeks, and most appeared to be useless. But there was one or two who stood out from the rest. The Shapeshifter, for instance. Not only were such skills invaluable, but his strong character and conviction spoke volumes of his loyalty and drive.

Posted by: Aon_Daonna 19-Dec-2003, 12:21 PM
What in all hells is she doing there? Mirre watched in disbelief as that woman shed her clothes... She's going to shock things out of their wits! aaaaah well.. not my concern. She felt the heat rise into her cheeks non-the less and looked into another direction. Human beings simply had no dignity or shame... that seemed to become more an more a fact. She changed the tree, although it brought her nearer to the others.
She would never know what those hair-less things were doing next. Probably getting into some religous extasy or something. She sighed and began purring, feeling good on the elm she was sitting on.

Oi, oi.. that little human is no use with a sword... None of the others are much either, though. She touched the hilt of her scimitar and the little bit of wood with the notches hanging of her belt. This was the 6th stick and the room for notches was getting tight...

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Posted by: Celeste of the Stars1 19-Dec-2003, 07:35 PM
I take the time before everybody is ready to go to the inn to grab my bag and head into the woods.

"I've been neglecting my work for the past couple of days." I say to myself quietly.

I Find a nice quiet spot and stop. Opening my bag I pull out a small blanket and spread it out on the ground. Sitting down I search my bag for my needle and tread. Once I find those I pull out the piece I've been working on. I hold it up in front of my to see what all I have left to do.

"Oh wonderful! Its almost done! I hope he likes it."

Threading my needle I start on the last few stitches.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 20-Dec-2003, 12:50 AM
as my meditational prayers begin, I hum softly. Rahshah flits over my head crooning with me. My minds eye opens, I am flying towards the crystal mountains of the dragons.

"What would you have of me?" the familiar voice says
"I am in need of guidance oh great one." I say softly

My companions are ready to leave for the Inn, as they set out Labban notices that I am not there.
"Mac, Have you seen Rider?"
"Last I saw of her brother, I left her in the woods."
"I'll get her, We will catch up to you." Labban turns around, walking through the group. Aaediwen stops him and asks where he is going.
"Have you not noticed that Rider is not with us?"
"Oh, I ....Uh.., no I hadn't."
"I'm going to get her."
"I'll join you."
"No,you take the others to the Inn. I must be alone with her some time. It might as well be now. We will be right behind you." Slapping Aaediwens shoulder and smiling Labban heads off to get Rider.

Posted by: Liriel Baenre Do'Urden 20-Dec-2003, 08:05 AM
As my Master and I walked from the cavern and followed the others, I whispered to him "Master when are we going to surprise them?" Drizzit just smile and continued to walk behind the leader. I could hear Guen on the ledges quietly stalking us along the corridor.

As we filed into a living area Drizzit slowly slid out his scimitars. He nodded to me and I released the spell disguising us. Drizzit flew into a fury of swords and moves. Before long 20 trolls and orcs lay in a circle around his feet.

I slowly danced with 3 of the ugly brutes. As I release several spells I could hear Guen ripping and shredding her way through to our Master.

Before long the last of the orcs were running for their lives out through the remaining tunnels to the West. Drizzit grinned "Well my young apprentice. We did rather well. We must reveal ourselves to the Dragon Master soon. She will want to know about Grungahn. She must be alert to him. Because he is a dragon he could slip past her defenses. If her mount stays with her she might be safe for a while. Come young one, the cave is clear and it's time for us to rest until dark. Guen you must go and rest now. We will have need of you later."

As Guen slids into the mist my master begins to make a fire. I pull out our food and prepare our dinner. The spell casting had wore me out. I must rest soon or I would not be able to protect my master. And I knew that Catti-brie would be upset with me should her beloved be hurt because of my inattentiveness. She had been very kind to me and my friends, I did not want to disappoint her.



Posted by: Celeste of the Stars1 20-Dec-2003, 02:05 PM
finishing my work I stand up and hold it out at its full length.

"There its finished! I really do hope he likes it"

Holding it to my chest I spin around like a school girl who just had her first kiss.

Realizing how silly I'm being I stop, fold the work and drop it into my bag. Picking up the blanket and bag I make my way back to the group.

On my way there I hear some one talking. curiosity getting the better of my I follow the sound. I end up back at the lake. Scanning the edge of the lake my eyes come across Rider, standing skyclad at the waters edge!

At that moment Labban comes through the trees and stops.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 23-Dec-2003, 05:49 AM

Speaking a cleansing ritual I step into the cold water.

"Stepping carefully into the water I walk slowly in, letting the water cleans my physical form and my thoughts. As I proceed in deeper the water gets colder as it rises. my teeth chatter & my lips turn blue, but this cleansing I must do. My thoughts have been errant and unkind, unfocussed has been my mind. To bring things back to the way they should be I will stand covered by water and none will see. My negative emotions will disappear from me, My Body, Soul and mind will endure the Icy surroundings to be one in all things , this must be done."

As the final words pass from my lips my head goes under the water.

Posted by: Aaediwen 24-Dec-2003, 01:09 PM
Gathering the remainder of the group together, I inform them that I have found lodging for us at The Mystic Fountain. Beckoning them to follow, I lead the group through the streets of the small village. As we walk, I can feel the eyes of some of the locals following us, clearly a group of travellers such as ourselves is a rare sight around here.
The stares continue as we step through the doors of The Mystic Fountain, into the ground floor tavern. As we step onto the solid wood floor, the sound of fiddle and whistle rings clear over the din of drunken conversation. As I cross the floor to the keeper, I feel ill intent come at me from one of the locals. Ignoring it for now, I ensure that my comrades safely find their rooms upstairs. "Feel free to rest and enjoy yourselves a while downstairs, but remember that we also have a long journey ahead of us as well.", I remind each of them, before departing to get settled in my own room, not that there is much getting settled to be done.
I then step back downstairs to find the fellow who was shooting me bad vibes as we entered. Scanning the room, I began to conjure a metaphysical shield about my form. Following the direction of ill feeling, I find a lady sitting at a table. The look on her face tells of mistrust as I inquire, "Lady, I sense ill from you aimed at myself. What is it that would have you think ill of one whom you have never met?"

"Your kind are all alike, traveller!", she said coldly, "coming in here with a group like that. I bet you think you can fix anything."

"We are but a group of travellers seeking rest. I can assure you that we mean no ill toward you. Is there a reason we should?"

"You bring dragon magik with you! Foul things!", she barked, standing up from the table. The sudden movement drew some attention from those nearby. She was tall, with long strawberry blonde hair flowing down her back. Raising the long sleeve of her dress she exposes scars where the flesh had long ago been nearly burned away. "See this, traveller?" I tried quelling the dragons of the mountain once, in a group not unlike yours. The rest were burned to death where they stood, and only ducking behind rock protected me from being completely roasted alive. A little dragon magick won't be enough to save you."

Sensing the increasing tension, I began to channel more energy, filtering and directing a feeling of calm and curiosity toward this lady with whom I spoke, before things became physical and I got myself pulverized. Having calmed the mysterious lady, I begin again, "Those dragons you fought are against their kind as well as against you. Yes we bring dragon magik, and there are more coming bearing even stronger magick than we already have. I can assure you, however, that the magick we bring is not for the sake of the town's ill. If you want another chance to avenge your friends, then come with us. We will need a guide who is familiar with where they are."

She slowly sat back down, I could still see that she didn't like the idea of being around dragon magik again, but I could also feel the loss she felt for her friends from long ago. "Think about it M'lady, but don't take too long, for time is short. My name is Aaediwen, and mine is the last room in the back hall upstairs. I will be there. I didn't get your name, M'lady..."

She pauses for a moment, her eyes watering from a long ago memory. "Are you ok, M'lady?", I ask. receiving no answer I turn to go, "Perhaps I should leave you be. you know where to find me."

Just as I turn around, she stops me, "You said your name is Aaediwen?"

"Yes.", I reply, rurning again to face her, now standing and following me as I prepared to walk away.

"I am Cerrianna, last of the clan of Renellan. I will join you, and welcome the chance to avenge the death of my clans people.", she stated, following me up the stairs.

Posted by: oldraven 24-Dec-2003, 02:37 PM
((Labban))

Rider? Hello? Where'd she get off to? Labban paced the shoreline for some sign of his friend. There were some tracks left by animals here and there. A deers hoof print, the pads and claws of a bear. But here was marked the soft fall of a leather boot. And it lead to the waters edge. He followed the line with his eyes and saw the murky water where the bottom had been disturbed.

Then he saw it. A lick of hair swirling at the surface, with bubbles rising from beneath. RIDER! His heart sank, and he stumbled for a moment, unable to think. But he quickly shook himself, and tossed his staff and lyre aside. Labban ran into the cool water, and tripped as his feet couldn't keep up with his body. As he fell below the surface, he saw that she was not struggling, which was more cause for dread.

With everything he could muster, Labban dove and grabbed Rider about the waist. He brought her up to the surface and pulled her back to shore, where he laid her down on the rocks.

Then she sat up. A bit agravated, but not afraid at all. Does she even know what just happened?Labban, what are you doing?

He was dumbfounded. Ye......you were drowned. He stammered as he began to shake. The look on Riders face became calm, and understanding.

Then I thank you, young Labban. For without your brave deed, I surely would have been drowned. I owe you.................so very much.

Her smile warmed him, and the shaking subsided. His voice was low, and serious. You've got to be more careful, Rider. He said as he lowered his eyes.I don't know what I'd do if ye were gone. You've been such a close....friend for so long..........

She raised his head with her hand and said. I won't be leaving you, Labban.

They stared at each other for a moment, and as Labban leaned in there was a cracking of twigs in the forest. The two looked, and there stood Celeste. And she seemed most displeased.

Labban jumped up, Cel, wait. but she had already turned away. He steped toward her, but paused. Rider sat there on the rocks and the two locked eyes once more.

I've got to go to her. Labban said, sounding as though he had to force the words out with all of his being. He turned and ran.

Then go.

Posted by: Aon_Daonna 24-Dec-2003, 04:07 PM
((Mirre))

Watching the scene the cat sat on her branch being more embarrassed than anything else.. what a weird scene... she thought her own things about it...
Nobody would get her into that Tavern, human smells just made her nervous.
Time to go hunting. She climbed to the other side of that tree and hopped down landing softly on her paws without making a sound. She paused, looking at one of her front claws, it snapped when she hit an iron ring on the armor of one of them damned ogres.. she stalked away to try and catch a rabbit or something. Rabbits.. since weeks.. euch!

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She was quite sure that dragon did not watch her as she stood outside and took her hood off. Her little secret was her own, no hypnotic eyes could destroy the wall she built around it. Nobody would ever know it, not the Normals.. no one at all.

There was no link between her and that creature, she had searched for one. Only a small remnant of his presence in her head but blocking that off for the time being was nothing she couldn't manage.

So she stepped further down, hiding herself well. Only when she was sort of sure that nobody could see her she took the hood of her cloak off, revealing a perfectly normal face, surrounded by thick black hair. Her eyes were so dark that they seemed black as well, deep as two wells.
She took the cloak off fully, and the hunch on her back were two elegant black wings, covered with feathers. Slowly she unfolded her wings, twitching as the joints cracked. "I will destroy those who did this to me" she muttered to herself. "Be cursed! Fórever, you, your kin, your successors..." Unfolding her wings to their full size she let go of a scream that seemingly choked her since days. With Grunghan at her side she had the chance for revenge. The day would finally pay! She flapped her wings, generating an enourmous wind making leaves stir on the trees and which laid the plants flat on the ground.

Because of her wings she was not able to live as a human anymore! She had been taken as a young girl, and she only remembered the darkness and the dampness which made her joints stiff. And the day when she woke up with wings. The agony as her body tried to reject the strange objects but the chemicals in her blood would not permit her body to do so. The pain had made her scream and she was lying stiff on her belly, her arms, legs and neck clamped down.

Soon after she remembered being behind bars, people walking past, whispering and pointing at the girl with the black wings. She had stopped growing, she would remain as small as she were..
Then the band that travelled showing "abominations" to the crowd had sold her and others.

The next thing she remembered was the fire that licked on her feet and hands as they tried to burn her for what she was. She had torn the stake apart, fanning out the fire with powerful wingstrokes. That was the day when she swore herself not to have anything to do with humans ever again. And the people that did this to her would have to die a horrible death...

Her wings felt free again, free from the strain of holding them down for days. Her muscles had ached from it and she folded them again as she reached for her cloak. She would be her again.. the hag, with a hunch and her face covered in darkness...
With a sigh she walked up again, ready to rejoin her new master.

Posted by: Highlander 25-Dec-2003, 11:53 AM
The battle had wained, the Orcs where dead, returned to their rightful slumber, the slumber of a Highlander who had been plucked from the grave to serve a master of evil, now they are once more at rest and "The Highlander" was finished with his quest. A quest started many many years ago, a quest no one could have made or should have been required to make, a quest completed by the one, the first of them all the "Highlander". As he emerged from the cave battle worn and exhausted he held in his hand the sword of Nuada the magical, mystical sword of destiny, the original highland sword, taken from him at his attempted beheading so many years ago, a sword that he carried since his childhood, a sword given to him by a shaman 5000 years ago. Yes his quest and is destiny is now one. Highlander stood quietly and pondered, now what to do, where to go. He waited tiredly and quietly for the answer to come to him...

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 25-Dec-2003, 11:40 PM
Feeling a strong arm wrap around my waist, I am pulled to the surface and laid on the rocks.

Sitting up and opening my eyes startled to see Labban in front of me. "Labban, what are you doing?"

He was dumbfounded. "Ye......you were drowned." He stammered as he began to shake. Understanding now what he was thinking and feeling I calm myself.

"Then I thank you, young Labban. For without your brave deed, I surely would have been drowned. I owe you.................so very much."

Smiling up at him, seeing the shaking had subsided. His voice was low, and serious. "You've got to be more careful, Rider." He said as he lowered his eyes.
"I don't know what I'd do if ye were gone. You've been such a close....friend for so long.........." her heart warmed to hear that they were still on those terms but longed for it to be more.

Reaching out and raising his head with my hand. "I won't be leaving you, Labban."
meaning that in so many ways and from the depths of her heart. Thinking to herself. "No matter what ever happens between us, I swear to the great Dragon I will never leave you"
They stared at each other for a moment, and as we leaned in there was a cracking of twigs in the forest. looking over towards where the sound came from, there stood Celeste. And she seemed most displeased. Pulling back away from him.

Labban jumped up, "Cel, wait." He said but she had already turned away. He stepped toward her, but paused. Sitting there on the rocks our gaze locked on each other once again.
"I've got to go to her." he said, sounding as though he had to force the words out with all of his being. He turned and ran.

"Then go." Watching Labban run after Celeste I sigh heavily. Standing up I walk to retrieve my clothing. Taking my time to dress, my mind is consumed with Labban and what had happened. Sitting down under the Great Elder I slip on my boots. Standing I reach over and grab my Sword and securing it around my waist I grab my Staff & Cloak, fastening it & setting my hood so it will cover my face, Giving my thanks I leave the stream and Elder behind and head for the town. Taking the longest route possible.Still thinking on what transpired between Labban and I or I should say what almost did. Not realizing I enter the town, my staff gently taping the ground. Coming out of my thoughts I look around.

"Now where could they have gone" I mumble.Walking down the main street I read the signs that are swinging in the gentle breeze. Stopping and looking up I smile as I read the name of the Inn.
"Couldn't be more appropriate." Opening the door & stepping in the, I look around cautiously. Over in a corner I see Aaediwen talking to a stranger. Several people are watching them. As Aaediwen looks up he spots me and waves motioning me to join them. As I approach them I ask one question.

"Where is my room, Aaediwen? I am very tired and need some rest."
"Sit Lady Rider and have a drink you sound as if you need one. Where is Labban? he was to bring you here?"
"He had a more pressing engagement."

Looking up as the bar maid steps up to the table.
"What will ye have luv?"
"Fire Wine, and some bread with soft cheese."
"very well, I'll bring that right to you" As she disappears Aaediwen looks at me concern on his face.

Posted by: Highlander 26-Dec-2003, 10:40 AM
As Highlander stands outside of the cave pondering, a dragon appears on the horizon growing closer, and closer, it lands in front of him a magically says to Highlander. Rider has sent me to you to bring you to them, will you come? Yes, replies the HIghlander and climbs aboard, where do we go sir dragon? To the edge of a small town where I will drop you and then you can proceed to the Inn where they await you. A short time later the dragon lets the Highlander off at the edge of town and flies away. Highlander takes a look around and then heads for town, thinking that he is do for a night on the town in a tavern that is warm and full of drink, he smiles and thinks of other things that may be available to such as he. cool.gif As the Highlander arrives at the Inn he first circles around the perimeter to be sure all is at it should be, then he opens the door and enters and sees the barkeep and bellows, BARKEEP bring me whiskey and then sits down like a man exhausted from his travels.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 27-Dec-2003, 12:12 AM
hearing a man bellow my eyes grow large in surprise, spinning around I see the Highlander. Excusing myself I walk over and stand behind Highlander bending down my mouth level with his right ear.

"Welcome back ."

Posted by: Highlander 27-Dec-2003, 10:20 AM
Highlander says back to Rider, Thank ye me lady, all is well? Has everyone come here also? My quest is done and I am free for the first time in a long long time and now for some reason the dragon brought my to you, is there still problems for ye and the others?

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 27-Dec-2003, 06:40 PM
standing straight a step to Highlanders side
"come to my room we can talk there." reaching out I take Highlanders hand, as he rises the barmaid walks over with my order.
"Have it taken to my room please and add a basket of fruit to it also please."
as I lay 3 gold coins on her tray.
"Aye milady, I'll bring it up meself." she says grinning broadly.
"Add this good mans order to mine, that should be enough to cover all of our expenses. If more is required come and see me."
the barmaid disappears to get what I have requested. Taking the lead we weave our way through the crowd. Talking between our selves quietly. gliding up the stairs we hear the bar door open but pay it no mind and disappear down the hall.

Posted by: Liriel Baenre Do'Urden 28-Dec-2003, 08:24 AM
The two strangers stand in the doorway. Both have cloaks that cover their faces. They walk over to a table next to the fireplace. The corner is shadowed and quiet. They sit with their backs to the wall and are able to look out into the room. The barmaid comes over the takes their order, wine and meat.

"Master, is this such a good idea. You know how humans feel about elves. My spell will only last a few hours. You don't know how long Lady Rider will be. That human she was with is still out for your blood as well as mine." Liriel sits patiently as the barmaid sets their food and wine out. Drizzt nods to the girl and lays out 5 gold coins.

"Leaves us and let no one disturbs us the rest of the eve." The girl nods as she snaps up the coins. She has never seen so many at once, at least of all for her.

Drizzt pours the wine for his apprentice and himself. "It will be alright young one. Most of the patrons will be leaving toward midnight. Farmers only stay for so long. They have their farms to attend to. The rest will be far to drunk to recognize elves or anything else that comes into this inn. We will wait for Lady Rider." Liriel nods her head but is worried about the Highlander. The last they saw of him was at the cave. They barely escaped. Her idea of being disguised as orcs didn't work as well as she wanted.

Liriel and Drizzt finish their meal and the young barmaid came to take it away. She looked at them oddly and then her eyes went wide. Drizzt put his fingers to his lips. "Shhhh, little one. We mean no one harm. We are waiting for the group that came in this morning. We won't cause any trouble." The girl nodded her head, "Yes Master. Would you like anything else?" Drizzt shook his head, "No little one. Just rest and warmth are all that we require." The barmaid curtsied and left.

"Was that such a good idea Master. She knows what we look like. I don't think she would have been so agreeable had she known our true lineage." Drizzt smiled "Just get some sleep young one. I will take the first watch and wake you in a few hours. The spell will last long enough for us to leave with Lady Rider. If not I'll think of something."

Liriel shrugged and curled up inside of her cloak against the wall. Her hand on her sword and the other on her medallion. Drizzt shook his head, One day he would try and break her from the past. The Spider Queen only took and did not give. Was he so sure to take on this girl. When she came to him she was so sure of herself, now she was slowly seeing that her life up until now was controlled by her father, Gromph and the Spider Queen. Drizzt settled back against the wall and watched the room before him.

Posted by: Aaediwen 30-Dec-2003, 01:36 PM
Hearing someone comming down the hallway outside, I look out of my room and down the hall to investigate, where I find Rider and Highlander cautiously inspecting the neglected hallway. "I know, lady Rider, that this is not the cleanest of places.", I begin, slightly startling the pair who had not yet noticed my presence. I then continue, "Glad you found us. Ahh, Highlander! Welcome back, my friend.

You two can pretty much take your pick of any of the rooms that someone else hasn't already claimed, and Rider, there is someone who you should meet. I found a local who is the sole survivor of a previous attempt at ousting these dragons. She feels great pain from it, and indeed was quite hostile when we came in. I've cast a spell on her to calm her down, but be careful. the presence of Dragon magik is salt on her wounds. Her name is Cerrianna, and I have convinced her to use the knowledge she gained on her first experience to help us. Once you get settled, come to room 1 at the end of the hall. I will get her and we will be waiting for you there. You might want Highlander and Mac to accompany you, just in case.

Posted by: oldraven 30-Dec-2003, 02:04 PM
((Grungahn))

They will be upon you within a day or two. Be ready. You can't let them escape....or it will mean your life. You must destroy them all. Starting with the tall blonde one. She's been touched by the fire before. I'll not have her stand in my way again. Do you understand this, Both'Aug?

A slow voice came out of the air and answered. Yes, master.

Good. Don't disapoint me. At that, Grungahn opened his eyes and crept out of the steaming pool. The water at first beaded, but then crackled into mist on his back until he was completely dry.

The days were drawing nearer. Every advance was critical, and mistakes were not to be had. Of course, some mistakes can be planned. Grungahn reveled in his insight. The stage is set. Now the players must simply find their way to the cave.

There was no doubt they would be there very soon. That damned wench in the tavern would show them the way. She had left his mind, but he never forgot the soul survivor. The question is, does she know who Grungahn is? She's an important piece of the puzzle, but will she be the piece that brings all my plans down to rubble?

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 31-Dec-2003, 09:48 AM
"I know, lady Rider, that this is not the cleanest of places.", I begin, slightly startling the pair who had not yet noticed my presence. I then continue, "Glad you found us."

" It wasn't difficult to find you my friend. Well it may not be the cleanest but at least I can rest."
"You two can pretty much take your pick of any of the rooms that someone else hasn't already claimed, and Rider, there is someone who you should meet."
"Oh?"
" I found a local who is the sole survivor of a previous attempt at ousting these dragons. She feels great pain from it, and indeed was quite hostile when we came in. I've cast a spell on her to calm her down, but be careful. the presence of Dragon magick is salt on her wounds. Her name is Cerrianna, and I have convinced her to use the knowledge she gained on her first experience to help us. Once you get settled, come to room 1 at the end of the hall. I will get her and we will be waiting for you there. You might want Highlander and Mac to accompany you, just in case. "

"I see, well then we should mention that I am the Dragon Master , although I think she will already know it. I expect to see you there also Highlander,Let me find my room and change . If you gentle men will excuse me, I go to find the quietest room. I think the last room at the end of the last hall will suit me fine"
Taking my leave I walk to the last hallway. stepping in to it I hear the spirits from the past. walking quickly I go to the last door on the left. stepping in I see that the room still has not changed since I was last there. Setting my bag down I pull out my change of clothes. dress quickly and Join the others in room one.

Long deep purple robes surround my body. The robes gently fold over my perfect armor as it gleams in the firelight; a stunning prismatic work of art, the detail in it is phenomenal, It looks as if made of metal but shines and glimmers as no metal ever known to exist. Someone has painted a scene on the breastplate or have they? Small dragons fly around each breast as they make the symbol of the Goddess in the sky, these young dragons carry their charges on their backs. As they swoop through the air. Some Dive from above the treetops, families are watching with smiling faces. As the others watch they see the scene change as the people inside the picture itself move.Wearing soft hide boots, which are the exact shade of my robes.
Aaediwen looks on stunned, he has only heard tales about armour like this. He never believed in it though, for he is not one for flights of fancy but seeing it with his own eyes he cannot deny that enchanted armour doesn?t exist any longer. Her long White hair is piled on the top of her head as the light hits, it shimmers of blue show. shining as it cascades down her back in long soft curls. Adorning my head is a thin chain that is stiff as if it were a crown atop my head, attached to this chain is a teardrop gem, which continually changes colors. The gem is a mystics gem and only worn by the most respected of the Dragon kind. It's rare to see a human wearing one, Most people know that only the most dedicated of humans receive such a gift from the Dragon Gods.
In the thousands of years that the world has been theirs only five other people to have been given the honor,my dark sable eyes glisten by the light of the fire, Around my waist, a belt of sturdy leather supports the sheath for the large sword, which I carry at my side. Stepping in to the room I hold a staff in my right hand, which stands taller then Labban is, it has Magickal symbols, old runes & Dragons etched deep in to its surface. Silken ribbons affix feathers like soft tendrils about sparkling crystals and a brass bell. A tri-colored dragons head, with small amethyst gems adorn the eyes, making them shine like violet flames in the fires light. Adorning her neck is a large Dragon Pendant made of the same material that her Armour is made from; the pendant that hangs around her neck is enchanted and moves when it wishes to. The dragon moves it head and looks at every one in the room, The Dragon Stone Torc Lays over the chain of the pendant. both complimenting each other. Standing beside the fireplace as the wood crackles and burns brightly I Look around at those who are gathered with us so far. Mac stand at the side of the larger table his mouth hanging open. Aaediwen Sits with the woman he spoke of. Highlander and Josie are at the back of the room, both grinning like they were proud parents, The Guardian stands in the doorway his arms across his chest, smiling yet being very reverent he stares.

" Don't stare so hard, It is time for me to act and dress as my status demands. Where are the Celeste and Labban? Have they not arrived yet?"

"Um, I....I don't know Lady Rider." Aaediwen stammers
"I will go see if they have, I shall return shortly and I will send up the bar maid to take your requests for food and drink." Stepping out of the room I walk down the stairs. stepping on to the main floor I see heads turn in my direction. The barmaid rushes up to me.
" How may I serve thee Dragon Master?"
"Go to room one and take the orders of my friends."

Turning I see a male drow stand up and approach me.




Posted by: oldraven 31-Dec-2003, 11:08 AM
((Labban))

Celeste! Wait, let me talk. Labban ran through the bushes and trees, nearly tripping with every footfall on the roots and stones. When he finally caught her, he took her arm and pleaded, Please hear me, Cel.

She spun and stared trough him with eyes of fire. Och. She's a bit miffed. She continued to stare, but never said a word. Labban let her arm go, and stammered.

Cel, you didn't see what happened. She was drowning. Traped on the lake bottom. I had to go after her, or we'd all be lost. Then a thought hit Labban, that changed his perception of the brief events that had passed. Rider is immortal. So, she couldn't have drowned. Was she playing with my head?

Celeste gave him a questioning look, at his last comment. The point is, I didn't know what to do, so I jumped in after her. Why she was naked, I can't tell you. Sweat broke on Labban's brow, as he came down to this point. This was the moment that he had to act. Not because he wanted to keep her from being angry, but because he couldn't hold himself back any longer.

But I came for you. I didn't stay on the shore because I want to be with you. Rider is a friend, a dear and close friend..................you're much more than that. he pulled her close, and kissed her. Awkward at first, but never forced. She began to kiss him back, and for a moment the world fell away.

Rider came around a great maple and chuckled. So this is where you've been. Meanwhile, we're all waiting at the Inn. Would you two like to join us, or would you prefer to stay here and act like wanton youth forever? She wore a smirk, but it seemed uncomfortable on her face.

Labban and Celeste look at one another, and couldn't help but smile. We're coming. And so the three entered town and the Inn.

Posted by: Aaediwen 31-Dec-2003, 06:42 PM
((Cerrianna))

The air in this back hallway was heavy, musty, and old. As I followed Aaediwen's lead into the room where I was to meet the rest of the crew, things got even more difficult. The memories churned in my head as I slowly made my way to a chair at the table, looking around to each person in the room as I walked. Once I was seated, I looked down at the clan insignia tattoo'd on the back of my hand. This is why, I reminded myself, this is why I was here. As I sat there, I began hearing Aaediwen chanting. The sound was soothing enough, but there was something more as well. I could not put a finger on what I was feeling, but it didn't seem to matter. Now, I felt more comfortable here, and ready to avenge my clan.

Just then, another lady enters the room. As she enters, I sense a surge of magik follow her, as right it should. She wore armor and garments of which I had only heard of in rumor. I had heard of the Dragon Masters when on my quest before. A mythical people, legends credited them immortality. A smith had, many years ago, handed me a bracer that was supposedly from the armor of a dragon master. A bracer which I now carried with me once again. I negan to stand to address her, but stopped as she began to speak.

" Don't stare so hard, It is time for me to act and dress as my status demands. Where are the Celeste and Labban? Have they not arrived yet?"

The calming music in my head ceased. "Um, I....I don't know Lady Rider." Aaediwen stammerd


"I will go see if they have, I shall return shortly and I will send up the bar maid to take your requests for food and drink."

As the Dragon Mistress left, I placed my hand over my eyes to hide the tears and the feelings of anguish that had suddenly consumed me

Posted by: Aaediwen 31-Dec-2003, 06:57 PM
((Aaediwen))

Soon after Rider had departed, I went over and knocked on Cerrianna's door, "Maam, come with me if you would. The rest of the group is gathering down the hall and it would not do for us to be on the trail before you know with whom you travel. Escorting her down the hall, I sense reserve in her movements. I watch as she cautiously enters the room, looking everyone over as she slowly finds a seat at the table. To help calm her, I begin channeling a spell of joy and happiness to her. It is not long then, until Rider walks through the door, dressed to look as the Goddess herself.

" Don't stare so hard, It is time for me to act and dress as my status demands. Where are the Celeste and Labban? Have they not arrived yet?", she inquired

"Um, I....I don't know Lady Rider.", I choked out, overwhelmed with awe.

"I will go see if they have, I shall return shortly and I will send up the bar maid to take your requests for food and drink."

While we wait, I find a seat and begin writing.

Posted by: Highlander 01-Jan-2004, 12:00 AM
As Mac and the Highlander waited for everyone to gather, the Highlanders mind began to wonder about the true ambitions of the people he was with, why where they all gathered together and why did he seem to be held to Rider and her quest? Was it love - hate - aggression - infatuation - or simply lust, that caused him to be here, and why was it that there seemed to be such a big secret developing along with mini - clicks among the gathering? dry.gif Well time for another excellent whiskey, and then some dinner...

Posted by: Liriel Baenre Do'Urden 01-Jan-2004, 05:33 PM
As Lady Rider finished talking with the barmaid my Master, Drizzt, rose and began walking toward her. My hand flew to his arm but it was too late.

"Master, No." My voice shaky with fear. I look around waiting for the Highlander to pop out from the shadows. I get up and hurry to my Master's side. Memorizing several defense spells as I go.

Drizzt bows to Lady Rider out of respect. Some of the patrons look at us queerly but just shrug. Our cowls cover our heads and faces so that our true heritage is concealed.

"Milady, we are here to serve. The cave has been cleared of orcs but I must warn you. The dragon, Grungahn, has returned. His plan has already been put into motion. I fear that there are traitors in our midst. Please lady accept my humble protection until your quest is finished. My apprentice and I are at your command."

As my Master waits for an answer, I can feel the hair on the back of my neck tingle. Something or someone was trying to scry us. But who and for what reason.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 02-Jan-2004, 12:10 AM
nodding my head to the Drow and his apprentice. " I thank you for your intervention Lord Drizzt. If you would wait at the top of the stairs in the shadows for me I shall return momentarily. You will be my guests." turning my back on drizzt and his apprentace I leave the Inn. hearing familiar voices I step around the corner and head for the slightly forested area behind the Inn. Stopping short I hear anguish in Labbans voice.

"But I came for you. I didn't stay on the shore because I want to be with you. Rider is a friend, a dear and close friend..................you're much more than that."
placing my hand against the nearest tree to balance my self from the shock I have heard come from Labbans confession. Setting my resolve and a a smile that I hope looks real I step around the large maple tree and chuckled.

"So this is where you've been. Meanwhile, we're all waiting at the Inn. Would you two like to join us, or would you prefer to stay here and act like wanton youth forever?"

Labban and Celeste look at one another, smiling and embracing each other.

"We're coming. "

Letting Labban and Celeste lag behind I lead the way. returning to the in and stepping inside I ask them to please go up stairs and enter room 1.
" Every one is waiting for us, please go up the stairs and enter room one. I will join you shortly."

Posted by: Liriel Baenre Do'Urden 03-Jan-2004, 05:09 PM
My master and I climb the stairs and settle in a dark corner. The hallway was dirty and musty. My adrenline was running high. I could feel the scrying and it was getting stronger. I signal my master in the drow code. He shook his head in agreement.

I slowly slide my way down the hallway to a window overlooking the courtyard. I let my eyes shift into ultravision and scour the night. As I peer over near the stables I see a lone woman. I notice it's the same hag I saw when we approached the town. She seems concentrating on the door of the inn. Then she looks up at the window. She smiles slyly and moves her hands in spell casting. I shout in drow to my Master and jump out of the window.

The hag saw me coming and took off down the road. Even though I interrupted her spell, she had already warned whoever she was communicating with. I was almost catching up with her when I saw the shadow. It was getting closer. It enveloped the hag and then she was gone.

I stopped in the middle of the road. Angry with myself that I let the hag get away. I turned and trotted back to the inn. My Master would need to know what transpired.


Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 07-Jan-2004, 05:46 AM
stepping into the hallway I look to see where the drow have hidden themselves. Seeing their heads close together and hearing the slight whisper I move towards them. Clearing my throat to make my presence known to them.

"Tell me who you are and how you know of me and the quest we are on."
"First let me start of with information of a traitor in your midst." replies Drizzt.
Listening carefully I stand there, after some time the door to room one opens. disappearing into the shadows the drow and his apprentice wait for my signal to join me in the room. As Highlander steps out, he looks down the hall seeing me standing there he steps up behind me.
"Lady Rider, we are all gathered." He speaks reverently.
"Is every thing ready?" I ask calmly as I stare ahead out the window.
"Yes. Shall we join them?" He offers out his arm to me turning around I take hold of it.
"Yes, let us get this done with." We head back to the room. Highlander opens the door. Upon entry everyone starts to calm and get quiet. Taking my seat I look around. Pulling my scrolls out of my pouch I lay them on the table, Looking up I look at each person in turn.
"We are 2 days Journey by horse back to the first of many destinations. I have asked you all here for a reason. There are many of us here, some of us will not see the journeys end. I want to give you all the opportunity to leave now if you wish. From here on, you are here because you wish to be, Not because you were asked." I look up at each individual and wait for a response.



Posted by: Highlander 07-Jan-2004, 09:26 AM
Highlander stands thoughtfully thinking of Riders statement, then answers, my swords are yours to command my Lady. Now lets eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow we may die...Then Highlander smiles...

Posted by: Aaediwen 07-Jan-2004, 10:54 AM
((Aaediwen))

I look up from my own scrolls as Rider enters the room. As she finishes speaking I state simply, "M'lady, would I be here if I didn't plan on following through with you on this?" I then begin chanting and channel a circle of metaphysical energy encompasing the room, slightly enchancing every spiritual entity present. I then stand up, tapping Cerrianna on the shoulder to join me.

"Rider, friends, it would appear we are not the first to come here on this quest. This is Cerrianna, she came here many years ago on a failed attempt at the same quest and is the sole survivor."

As I finish, Cerrianna circles around me and slowly approaches Rider.

Posted by: oldraven 07-Jan-2004, 11:03 AM
((Labban))

Labban slipped his hand inside his tunic and began scratching an itch on his cheast. It would seem I have no choice but to follow through with this. I wouldn't have it any other way though.

Posted by: Aaediwen 07-Jan-2004, 11:18 AM
((Cerrianna))

The noise in the room fell to a whisper as the Dragon Master re-entered the room. I watched cautiously as she withdrew some scrolls and told of the impending journey. Rising with Aaediwen, I find it in myself to make myself known. As he finishes, I approach the mythical lady at the end of the table, the pain that had tormented me no strengthened my resolve to help avenge those I love. As I approached, I produce the bracer from under my dress and kneel breifly before Rider.

"Until now you walked into the room, I thought your kind only the stuff of legend. I am the last of my line, and if need be, will die in avenging the death of my kin.", Standing, I continue, "My services are thine." Turning to look at the scrolls on the table, I see that some are maps of the local area. Studying them for a moment I point to a location high in the mountians. "There. There is where it happened.", I choked out. A tear forming as I thought of what had happened. "There is a narrow footpath up the mountainside to reach it, a path just wide enough to pass single-file. At the end of the path, is the mouth to a great cave in the mountain. There is where we find the scourched stone which saved my life."

Posted by: MacErca 07-Jan-2004, 03:33 PM
As Rider was looking at each one in turn give their answer and nodding with approval it seemed as if all eyes had turned in my direction, then calmly I looked into the eyes of every person there in the room, I let the thoughts run through my head of the events that had brought us all together, what a fine bunch we are, yeah right! Then I turned to Rider and said Yes I am with you, and I like Highlander thinks who wants to live forever, then I reached back and tapped the great sword on my back and said "Today is a good day to die"

Posted by: Highlander 08-Jan-2004, 12:05 AM
With Macs reply Highlander bellows "THEN LETS DRINK TO THE NEW CLAN OF MANY COLORS" for the nights are long and the days short, with this quest let it be the long and lively days of battle and fame for we go to meet our destiny, on the morrow.

Posted by: Liriel Baenre Do'Urden 09-Jan-2004, 06:27 PM
Drizzt nods to Rider and hears the Highlander approach. "Come apprentice, Lady Rider will call us when there is need." I bow slightly to the Dragon Master and follow my master out into the night.

"Master, do you know who the traitor is?" Drizzt nods and looks into the darkness. He pulls his cloak tightly. "You also know her young one. She is only disguised like we were. She looks human but is not. She is our kin in all ways but our hearts. She has come to do the Spider Queen's bidding and to take us dead or alive. Your father has decided that you must be returned to him and the Spider Queen wants my head on a platter. The traitor will only show herself when we present ourselves to the group. She hopes that the Highlander will do the deed for her."

Drizzt bows his head and sighs. He should have stayed in the valley. Cattibrie would be mining out the lower caves this time of year. The children would be there to help her. He missed her so.


Posted by: oldraven 13-Jan-2004, 03:39 PM
((Labban))

Labban stood, sudenly. Then that seals it. We'll head out tomorrow. What we find there, who can tell? He glanced at Cerrianna. After hearing her story, I'm sure it will be a poor choice we've all made, but we've made it all the same. If this is my last night on this earth, then I'm going to be spending it downstairs, where people are laughing and singing. I can't stand to hear this talk of death anymore. So, if you don't mind...... With that, Labban went to his room down the hall to deposit his belongings, and headed back to the stair.

The group seemed surprised with his comments. Rider had seemed a little unhappy that Labban took charge and ended the meeting that she went to so much trouble to organize. I just can?t sit there, waiting for the end. He had made everyone uncomfortable by removing himself from an uncomfortable situation. What is all this about a good day to die? There?s no such thing. Is it a good day for the person at your side to die?

Labban entered the pub, and stood at the foot of the stair, scanning the room for the right place to sit. As he searched, he noticed that over half of the room was watching him as well. Some with aloof and careless faces. Some with untrusting, hooded eyes. But most looked upon him with a weariness. He was well aware of the warning scowl that he wore upon his face, and he had every intention of showing it. There. A table that called to him. There were three men, looking to be brothers, and a woman. By that backhand she gave one of them for grabbing at the beer wench, I?d say she was his wife. They were laughing, and drinking thick ales. The two without the welt on their faces were singing something, and spilling their drinks as they swayed. That was Labbans? table. There was room for at least four people on either side, near the wall. He moved on and sat, waving for service.

Whad wood ye like, yong sir? She had a thick accent that betrayed her foreign beginnings.

Two of yer darkest ales. And a candle and stick for my pipe. I?ll be having a lot, so I?ll pay later.

Yer with the tall woman, right? Everything had bin payed for olredy. She smiled wide, and showed checkered teeth. But she was pleasant, and quick to serve, so he smiled in return. It felt good. He wore a smile much better than a scowl. Labban saw Aaediwen coming over to his table.

That?ll be four of yer darkest ales, miss, seeing as all debts have been payed before they?ve be made. She walked off as Aaediwen sat across from Labban. Thanks fer joining me. I didn?t feel like drinkin alone tonight.

The girl returned with his request, and an even bigger smile. Aaediwen seemed alarmed when she showed her teeth, but quickly smiled himself. He never was one for making people uncomfortable. Which is what made him good company. You left the room in quite a mess, Labban.

I?d rather not talk about what just went on upstairs, please.

Fair enough.

Labban pulled out his pipe and pouch. He tapped the pipe on the side of the table and blew it out. It wasn?t his good longstem. That wasn?t suited to travel, so he had his road pipe, which was the length of his hand, and only slightly curved. He opened his pouch and sat it on the table. Care for a pinch, Aaed? It?s decent. I have a cousin in Dornborough who grows it.

I usually don?t. Only in ceremonies, and such.

Then this will be our own new ceremony. One that marks the night before death.

Alright. Just a bit then. Labban handed him his stubby pipe, only a finger long, and the two drank and smoked in silence for a moment. You seem to forget that small detail that you can?t die, oldraven.

And there it was. He had forgotten. But only because he chose to forget. And what of the rest of us? Can ye promise me that the others won?t? What right to I have to outlive any of you? None. He took a long draw, and let the plume rise slowly from his lips to the ceiling.

Well, that?s enough of that talk. On to lighter things. He swung his lyre around, and started to pick out a line, that was common to all in the room. He would play no strange tune tonight. He didn?t sing, but the three brothers did. And soon the whole pub was chiming in. Even Aaediwen, who was smiling brightly, and had been adopted by the three brothers, who had moved down the table to hear the lyre better and sat on either side of him, arms on shoulders and rocking to and fro.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 14-Jan-2004, 09:05 AM
watching as Labban left the room. Anger brims to my lips but is not allowed to pass. Looking around I a gather those ewho are left around me and discuss the maps that I have.

" Well Cerrianna, can you show us the safest way to the cave?" I ask.

" Aye, but it'll not be easy travel."

"Well Lass, I'm finding that nothing on this journey is going to be easy. Show us the best route as you can remember. Your services are welcomed."

As I look up Aaediwen gives me a wink and heads out the door. Shaking my head the remainder of the group gathers around the map table. Questions begin to flow with answers coming quickly. a few hours later the meeting is over and every one has disappeard to their respective rooms or downstairs to enjoy the rest of the evening. Highlander, Josie and MacErca remain in the room with me. we are still talking about final details. Highlander and MacErca excuse themselves and Josie accompanies me to my room.

"What's bothering ya lass? I have ner seen you so tense before."
Looking at Josie, I shake my head as tears weell in my eyes. Flopping down on my bed like ea heartbroken school girl I cover my face.

"Why do I put myself through things like this? you would think out of the centuries I have lived that I would know better."


Posted by: Highlander 14-Jan-2004, 02:11 PM
As Highlander and Mac leave Riders room, Highlander beckons Mac to follow him to his room. Once inside Highlander turn to Mac and in his hand is a sword, the sword of Destiny of Scotland of Olde, on it's hilt was the inscription, "Na tarraing mi gun adhbhar, ?s na pill mi gun chliu".
(Neither draw me without cause, nor return me without honour.)

Mac gasped, the sword of Nuada, you found it, how? It was with the Orcs in the cave. After I killed them I search and found it, for IT, and my quest was done, and now we begin another, but this one has a traitor among us and I must find HER and kill her, before she kills us. Now let us dring and mayhaps sample some of the fine offerings of this establishment, my young friend. We also need to help Rider through her dilemma censored.gif

Posted by: MacErca 16-Jan-2004, 06:54 PM
As I looked on the sword that legends are made of, the craftmanship was amazing, the detail, and the edge still looked as if it had just been forged, but I knew that this weapon was ancient, and yet it looked new, I asked to heft it, reaching out I felt the ballance of the blade and was amazed I let it flow into some short battle maneuvers, stopped and held the blade up to my face and touched the flat of the blade to my forehead, then brought it down to my hand and slid it along my palm, as it neatly sliced through flesh and drew blood, I then handed it back to Highlander who then sheathed it again, I then added " It has been returned with Honor".

Looking up I said "well I think that we should go down to the pub and have a few wee drams, and the way it sounds down there, we are missing a party.

Posted by: Highlander 16-Jan-2004, 07:55 PM
Highlander is all for it. Let go my boy, and we'll show these people that it's not a party until the Highlanders arrive.... band.gif cheers.gif

Posted by: MacErca 16-Jan-2004, 08:20 PM
As Mac and Highlander walked down the stairs to the pub the sound coming from the pub was now up to an ear splitting level, Mac stated " Damn they are having a hoot in there man it's high time we could relax and cut loose, this time on the trail has been a somber one indeed, in some ways I have found something, I lost years ago, then only to lose it to this blasted quest that we are on now, oh well nuff said, I am looking forward to a night well spent, in song and scotch.

As the two Highland warriors walked through the door, every eye turned to look at them, and instead of a party you'd think they were planting someone neath the sod, Mac looked at Highlander, and then at the crowd, then started laughing, wheezing and barely able to stand he asked Highlander "all right which one of us passed gas and if thats not it were not ghosts, dont let the party end because of us" Then Mac told the barmaid to fill everyones cup with what ever they were drinking, then walking over to Labban he asked,"Brother would you play that tuneyou were playing the day we flying on dragonwing before we got here I dont know why but it sounded familiar and qiute enjoyable" with that Labban struck up the chord and every thing returned to normal.

Highlander yelled at Mac over the music "Now thats more like it!"

Posted by: oldraven 16-Jan-2004, 09:53 PM
((Labban))

MAC!!, HIGHLANDER!! Ye don'no how glad I am tha' ye've dezided to join us. Come. Sit. Or if ye perrffffferr, ye can dance.

The two men laughed at the foolishness, and looked as though they had every intention of joining in.

Bah! I'm just foolin with ye a bit. ... just a bit... wink.gif Might I say, that this here is the finest stout I've had in ages, my friends. An wait until ye get yer hands on some o' that Scotch! WOO! The crowd answered with a great chorus.

WOO!!

The four companions lauged hard and long. And as time went on, even Labban joined in the singing. Some day later, he would even hear stories of dancing on the tables.

Mac, can ye tell me? Will Rider be joining us? For a moment, but only a moment, the smile on Labbans' face wavered.

We last left her in her quarters, oldraven, m'lad Said Mac, as he took a flagon from checker-teeth and drained it, much to the tables' amazement.

At that, Labban stood.My friends, I'll be putting my lyre down for a moment. I put my trust in you three that you won't let the singing stop. And it shant stop, not before the sun rises. I have business to see to.

The three nodded; all wearing that same smirk that he'd been seeing all too often lately. Go on with ye! I'll be back before ye know it. Aaed, watch my smoke. laugh.gif And he walked to the stair, then up, around a curve, and walked to the last door.

*knock-knock* There was a rustling within. Enter. Rider answered.

Labban pushed the door back and entered liesurely. M'lady.He said with an overdone bow.

You've come to mock me?

Not at all. He said, straightening up. I wanted to invite ye downstairs.

I don't feel much like celebrating, Labban.

I know. You've been denying yourself of any joy since all of this began. Some things will take place tomorrow. Most likely things we don't want to see. But the fact is if life may be lost so soon, I think the only thing we can do is celebrate that very life, before we're separated from it.
He looked on and saw her cheeks were wet, and eyes swollen. He knew he was more than responsible. Angel Whitefang. Nothing has changed. You are still one of my closest friends. I don't know how I know this, but I KNOW that you will be dear to me for as long as we live. Even if that ends up being centuries. .... Now, I'm going back downstairs, to be with the friends I have that are still on this earth. Be them old companions, or those who haven't told me their names. And I would love...... He paused on the word. ... I would love to see you sitting at our table. I couln't imagine having everyone there but you. He turned and left her there.

As he decended the stair once more, he could feel the life of the song grow within him. It felt as if it were his oldest friend of all. When he got to his table, Mac and Aaediwen presented him with a fresh flagon of stout and his lyre, respectively. The wood was warm, and the strings hummed as he took it.

And on they went, as though he hadn't gone anywhere.

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Posted by: Highlander 16-Jan-2004, 10:13 PM
Highlander felt good, he was enjoying himself in something that he had forsaken years ago and vowed never to indulge again until his quest was done, and now that it was he was going to make up for lost time, and with that he ordered another whiskey with a whiskey back. He had allot of ground to make up for...and friends to drink to and with, for the memories of old ran long and deep with-in him and he intended to enjoy this night not only for himself but for those who came before... beer_mug.gif

Posted by: oldraven 16-Jan-2004, 11:53 PM
((Labban))

Labban had been out the door, and down an alley to relieve himself. All that stout's got to go somewhere. As he rounded the corner making his way back to the entrance, he bumped into the Highlander. He looked different. As though a great burden had been lifted from his back and mind. Younger. Happier. It was a welcome sight.

Highlander, my good man. Something has changed about you. I can't put my finger on it, but it's a welcome sight. He gave the big man a great and rugged embrace. And as quickly as the situation had presented itself, he was back in the pub, and singing away once again.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 17-Jan-2004, 01:18 AM
looking at my reflection in the Mirror.

" Labbans right, you should be down there with them. You owe them all that much."

leaving my room I walk down the hall and stand at the head of the stairs. Looking on I see my comrades singing and having a wonderful time. As Labban and Highlander return from the alley They look up, a hush falls over the tavern as all eyes turn on me. My face burns brightly. Stepping down the stairs slowly I begin to sing an old dragon song. Aaediwen hands Labban his lyre & He begins to play singing harmony with my melody. As we sing My eyes are locked with his. The song is a comforting one. sharing hopes and dreams of warriors past and the triumphant victory over the blackness. by the end of the song I am standing with my comrades, Ales in hand and a victory roar coming from the crowd around us.

"To you all, May the goddess shine her light on our path, May we never forget this day or each other." I say softly as I smile and look at each of my friends.

downing my Ale quickly and slamming the mug on the table top, I am grabbed up by MacErca and taken out on to the dance floor. Smiling and laughing We spin around the room.

" Light on your feet in that Armour you are." he teases me.
" Aye, tisn't hard to dance in this" I reply with a wink.
being spun off I am Grabbed up by Aaediwen as Labban plays a more sophisticated tune.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 20-Jan-2004, 12:11 AM
After several more Pints and turns on the floor I retire, passing out still fully clothed on my bed. The Dawn comes too early as the Sun shines through my window making my head pound. struggling to my feet I gather my things. Walking down to the rented corridor I pound on doors and wake the others. walking down stairs I lean against the bar and hold my head as the party starts to assemble. Apparently not being in any better condition then myself. Ashen faces give away the fact that they too suffer from the previous nights indulgances. Gathering up the food provisions I requested I head for the door. opening it and closing my eyes as a wince comes from my throat.

"Damned evil stuff." covering my eyes I head out towards the stables. I hear the rest of the group following behind me, no one speaking as they are hiding their eyes as well.

Posted by: Liriel Baenre Do'Urden 20-Jan-2004, 09:07 AM
Drizzt nods to his apprentice as the door opens to the Inn. Liriel looks towards the door as the Dragon Master makes her appearance. Liriel chuckles as she see the group leaving the dark confines of the Inn. All have their hands over their eyes and are groaning in despair.

The dark coolness of the woods gives the drow a cover during the harsh daylight hours. "Come young one. Our duty begins. I nod my head in agreement as I turn and trot down the path. My hood covers my face and I pull on supple leather gloves to hid my skin.

"Dragon Master, we have found a safe path to take. Follow me please, my master waits for us on the other side of the forest." My eyes sparkle with laughter as I hear groans and swear words coming from the party. What would these humans do in the Underdark after such a night

The path is cool from the summer heat and I can smell the stout coming from my companions. Ah, such is life. I hope my Master knows what he's doing. This party couldn't fight off a chipmunk in such condition

In the distance I can hear my Master's signal. The sound of a yeti.

Posted by: Aon_Daonna 20-Jan-2004, 12:45 PM
((Hag))

She was stirring a small bronze cauldron, slowly with controlled movements. In thick blackish-blue liquid images floated to the surface to vanish again. She saw herself, playing with the other children of the village before she was taken away, wearing the dress of her initiation as carlin - healing woman. But all her defenses had been useless... she sighed and kept on stirring, concentrating on the liquid again and the image she wanted to see.
There.. the inn came up and she took the stick she was stirring with out, thick black drops burnt the rock they dripped on. Slowly she let her thoughts sink into the liquid and the inside came up.
"Master, I am ready to show you. She heard the dragon move behind her and she felt his hot breath on her neck as he rose his head to look into the cauldron. "I would suggest they are weak enough to try and delay them further..."

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 22-Jan-2004, 08:26 AM
"Dragon Master, we have found a safe path to take. Follow me please, my master waits for us on the other side of the forest."

Looking up in to the eyes of Liriel Baenre Do'Urden I nod my head, giving the signal to mount up we follow Liriel. Later in the day we reach Drizzt. dismounting we begin to set up camp for the evening. Drizzt and Liriel hand us each a draugt of a foul smelling liquid. Holding my nose I drink it down, with in moments my head pain and sickness are gone. The rest follow my example and are feeling as good as I am.

"How did you know we would need this Liriel?" I ask

"Master Healer Josie mentioned it when she checked on you in the middle of the night. I over heard her and informed my master."

"May the Dragons Bless you for this."

"Thank you Dragon Master."

" No young one, Thank you."

Moving back to where camp is being set up I send out Highlander and Aaediwn for wood, Mac and Labban are sent out for Camp meat.

Placing a magickal Dragon shield around the encampment for protection. I sit and have Tea with Drizzt, Liriel, Josie and Celeste.



Posted by: Liriel Baenre Do'Urden 22-Jan-2004, 10:03 AM
My eyes glint with laughter as the group swallow the awful liquid my master had prepared for them. This group wasn't so bad after all, but I could feel the cold gaze of the Highlander as we sat to have tea with the Dragon Master.

My angry rose slightly as I turned to my Master. He saw the danger and headed me off. "All will be well young one. Give him time to get to know us. He only has know the evil which dwells in our former home. Let him see your playful side, in time he will come around."

I only shook my head in frustration. My Master was so good at heart he didn't see the danger. I turned from him as I started a spell of protection around him. As subtle as my magic was, he would see my lips move and know what I was up to. His wife, my mistress, would skin me alive should anything happen to her beloved. I, myself, would not forgive if I should fail.

I looked toward the East and closed my eyes to remember my temporary home. I could see the white covered mountains, the smells of the dwarves caves and the heat from the forges. I sighed with longing as I trotted into the woods to hunt for food.

I pray to the Dark One that we finish this quest and return to home.


Posted by: MacErca 22-Jan-2004, 09:08 PM
As Mac and Labban set out trough the woods get the wild game for the camp, on the way out they were idly chit-chatting about the night before and the grand time they all had in the pub, and trying to out-do each on how much their heads hurt the next day till they drank that fowl smelling mixture, ?I have to admit Labban that, that mixture smelled like the bottom of a cess pool but it sure made me feel better straight away, how about you?? Labban answered ?I?m feeling fine myself, in fact I feel better than normal, hey Mac, just what kind of game are we looking for these woods look totally devoid of life.?

?Aye Lad that it does more than normal but if we look closely we should see some tracks around that small water hole up ahead. You know Brother it?s not my way to pry into another?s private life but I have to ask you , why in the world have you struck up with that young tart instead of with Rider, especially when you have such strong feelings for one another.? Labban replied ? My god is it that obvious? I thought I was hiding it rather well? ?Lad I have watched you two ever since she touched you in the grove that day, I saw the look of love in both of your faces that day, what is it man, are you scared?? Labban ?Well matter of fact I am , how can one so enchanting, and so powerful find anything to love in me, I am nothing but a book keeper.? ?Lad don?t sell yersel so short , what has that got to do with you, when love crosses your path you gotta reach out and grab it , afore it?s too late, and it?s gone? ?Well what should I do? ?Let her know how you feel man, or you could just walk right up to her and kiss her?. Shhh I think our quarry has arrived?

Looking toward the water hole a young buck has arrived looking around and smelling the air when Mac lets the arrow fly, walking over to the fallen animal he kneels down and says a blessing over the fallen animal, standing Mac says to Labban we must always remember that all life is precious, and nothing done needlessly.

Dressing the deer out they head back to the camp and fresh roasted venison.

Posted by: Highlander 23-Jan-2004, 06:35 AM
As Highlander sat musing over the previous nights entertainment he stared into the fire with a heavy heart. These people where becoming like family, despite all the foibles involved and the self-fulfilling reasons for this quest, they where family, even the little dark one that looks upon me with both fear and hatred, little does she know that as long as she is loyal she is under my protection, for she too is family, at least I hope so. The knowledge that one among us is a traitor is something that Highlander does not wish to think about, but he must and when the time comes he must strike first and in finality for the protection of all here. But who can it be?

Posted by: Aon_Daonna 23-Jan-2004, 03:15 PM
((Mirre))

She was musing the situation... why did those weak things had to burn their food? She loved the fresh, almost metallic taste of blood in her mouth and the sound when her teeth tore sinews and flesh apart.
In fact, she was just busy with cleaning herself and getting the blood out of her fur. On the hunt for something edible she had nicked a claw on a stone. She still would have to sharpen her claws if she could find a suitable tree.

She began to stalk around the group slowly to get out of the smoke of the fire which blew her way. They should rather grow a fur instead of build a fire everytime.. they just attract un-seelie things.

Posted by: MacErca 23-Jan-2004, 04:05 PM
As the venison was roasting on the spit there was still one rear haunch left to go, Mac picked it up and stabbed it on a fresh skewer and proceeded to the woods, Aaediwen asked " And I supose that you are taking that to the cat woman?"
startled, Mac answered "you have seen her then, I was wondering if I had been the only one to notice that she has been shadowing us, she is very cunning that one, I noticed just very few signs along the way, and a fine swordsman, er woman, uh person, awww you know what I mean, and no one connected with this group will have need for food,and I hope that she is with us, for the time is coming when we will need all the help we can get." having said that he proceeded to the edge of the woods then walked just a bit further so that it might be retrieved unseen. Mac found a large tree and placed the skewer on one of the limbs of the tree and said in a soft voice "I know that you can hear me, but I dont know if you understand me but if you want , this is yours, for the help you have given, we are thankful. Peace to you." Then he turned and started back to the camp.

Sitting by the fire watching everyone he started thinking about Lahatha and her clan I hope that everything is ok and that she is safe. Just then Rider came over taking one look at Mac smiling sweetly she said " Mac she is ok" Mac jumped up with a shocked look on his face " How did you know that I was thinking about her ? I could've been thinking about the days ahead" Rider answered " Yes you could have, but you were'nt were you?" " Is it that obvious ?" Mac asked, "Yes it was, and by the way we women notice things like that, and I miss her too."Rider stated with that Mac got up and gave Rider a hug and said " It's just that I seem to always be alone, and I grow weary of this lifestyle, to be like she is, to be running wild and free through the woods, it would be just like in the days of my youth, when Thor and I would go and romp in the woods of home, well when I was a boy I played as a boy and now that I am a man I must put away those ideas... damn it I will not! for what ever reason I have my youth again and I will not squander it again." Smiling he hugged Rider again, turn and walked out in the woods.

Later in the camp they swore they all heard they cry of a howling wolf off in the distance, Rider looked up and smiled.

Posted by: Aon_Daonna 23-Jan-2004, 05:17 PM
(Mirre)

She looked at the piece of fried meat disbelieving. She did understand the gesture very fine but did that... thing? She doubted it. No human ever understood cat rules. She carried the meat to another tree a bit further away and put it up there for the wild animals to feed on, since she already had dinner. The two pidgeons had been tasty enough.

She stalked nearer to the group and was glad her dark fur hid her well between the shadows. She crept nearer to the human who gave her the meat and unhooked one of the dark green chrystals she wore around her left front leg. "Thank you human, she said in her guttural, rasping voice. "I accept your gift even though I am able to hunt myself. But I know some human ways and I am thankful. If you are willing to accept a gift of mine, I will give you this to make your swordhand never falter." She let the charm fall into his lap and disappeared again.

Posted by: MacErca 23-Jan-2004, 11:00 PM
The next morning the air was crisp and cool, a slight mist covered the ground and hung in the trees as Mac started to rise he noticed something, what is this, a green crystal, where had this come from, then he smiled stood up turning toward the woods, looking for a sign of movement, in the tree line, nothing, it seemed that she had vanished, taking the crystal and touching his forhead and nodding towards the woods he then fastened the crystal around his wrist, then he held his wrist and arm up so that if she could see him she would notice that he was now wearing the crystal.

Mac turned and headed to his tent, needed to get the water boiling for his morning tea, looking in the bag he noticed that he was running low on the mixture, maybe Rider had some .

He thought that this was going to be a fine day. Yes indeed that romp in the woods last night made him feel alive again, a fine day indeed.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 24-Jan-2004, 09:51 AM
waking from one of the most restful sleeps I have had since the journey began I get up and reach in to my bag. pulling out a large book I also grab my quill and ink well. Opening up my journal I write my current thoughts.


7th moon of the Highsun
the year of the Goddess

Thanks be to all Dragons I slept well. We have new companions the Drow and his apprentice have joined the group. We also seem to have gained what I hope is a friend. It appears as though a Shecat has joined us, though she will not join us in camp.

Drizzt made an awful smelling potion that removes all ill effects of drink. I need to ask him how he did this. The young Liriel I fear does not completely trust us. though with the way that Highlander went after her in the beginning I can see why.
Trust is not given easily by any of our new companions. I hope they will find that we are worthy of their trust and friendship.

Master Healer Josie and Celeste have been unusually quiet recently. I notice that when ever possible Celeste slips off in to the woods and returns a while later. This bothers me. Drizzt informed me of a traitor, though I have not said anything to the group I think they know that something is going on. I will have to watch all very carefully but I suspect I know who the traitor is or it might be wishful thinking on my part.

Highlander seems to have calmed much since his return, I am glad of this. He is a fine strong man. He is ever watchful of the group. I think he has found a secure home for himself among us. I hope it is this way.

Labban and celeste have dedicated themselves to each other which makes my stomach turn. I though he had higher goals then some one like her. but then I am speaking out of spite. I had believed at one time that he was my destined mate. I don't know what to think now. I try not to think of him but I can not help it. I have never been so teary eyed over a simple man before. But then he is not just a simple man. I must bespell myself to put these emotions at bay. I can not continue on if I am to have my head swooning over this situation. I am older then most here, I know what I have been through and I will not let this cloud my view. I will ask Josie to make the potion for me.

Aaediwen sits by the campfire with his new mystery woman (I can never remember her name) Talking to her and showing her what he has written in his scrolls. she seems to be very helpful so far. She has dedicated her life to our cause which I fear a battle is coming very soon.

I am feeling unease at this thought, I have seen thousands die while I have been here. I will very much miss those of this group who fall in battle. I have gained a close family again, Josie of which I spoke earlier is the one I am the closest too. She reminds me of morla the Master I studied under.


We in camp heard wolf calls when the moon rose high lastnight. She is sorely missed by Mac and myself. It was comforting to hear her call.

May the Dragons Bless us.


As I close up my journal I hear some one out side my tent flap.






Posted by: MacErca 27-Jan-2004, 05:02 PM
As I come up to Riders tent I call her name softly in case she is still asleep not really wanting to wake her, but to my surprise she is awake and bids me enter.

"What can I help you with Mac?" "Well I seem to be low on tea and was wondering if you had any to spare till I can get some more?"

Smiling she reaches into her bag and withdraws a large tin full of tea and says "Help your self" " Thank you I hope that you wont be too mad with me for what Ihave done" "And what is that? "she said "Well I talked to Labban, I told him not to squander his chances for love I told him to tell you how he feels for you. If I was wrong I am sorry its just that it bothers me to see you so. Well thanks for the tea I will be off now" Then he got up and left the tent.

I then stuck my head back through the tent flap and said " Oh bye the way that was not Lahatha you heard last night it was me " smiling I turned and left to finish making my morning tea.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 28-Jan-2004, 01:10 PM
Hearing my name called out softly I bid the caller to enter.
"Come" looking up I see Mac enter an odd smile on his face.

"What can I help you with Mac?" "Well I seem to be low on tea and was wondering if you had any to spare till I can get some more?"
"I am happy to share"

Smiling I reach into my bag and pull out a large tin full of tea, Handing it to Mac.
"Help your self"
" Thank you I hope that you wont be too mad with me for what i have done"
"And what is that? "I ask
"Well I talked to Labban, I told him not to squander his chances for love I told him to tell you how he feels for you. If I was wrong I am sorry its just that it bothers me to see you so."
"To see me so? to see me like what?"
"Your emotions betray you Dragon Master"
"No, he has made his choice, he has chosen Celeste. I wish them all the happiness."
"I see." he says, rubbing his chin.
"Well thanks for the tea I will be off now" Then he got up and left the tent.

sticking his head back through the tent flap " Oh bye the way that was not Lahatha you heard last night it was me " smiling I nodded my understanding. as the tent flap closed I smiled to myself and shook my head.

"As long as he is happy, I care not." I whispered to myself.

with a genuine smile on my face I proceed to pack up my gear and stow it in my bag. Shortly after sun rise I smell the wonderful breakfast that Master Josie has made for us all. stepping out into the warm sunlight I walk over to Josie.
"Ahh, there you are Rider, are you hungry this morning?"
"Indeed I am, I slept well for a change and I have an appetite to answer to." Looking at my face closely Josie sees a genuine smile on my face which makes her smile. " She sits across from me and hands me a small vial. I look at the vile and then to her.
"Whats this?"
"A salve, I noticed that the scar on your back is turning purple again, it would not do to have you dragon pecked while we are here."

"thank you, I am grateful for your care my dear friend."
"well if I didn't look out for you, who would?"
"true enough." smiling back at her I dig into the meal. As I sip the morning tea Mac joins us and slowly the others do too. Labban and Celeste are the last to join us. As the meal winds down and things are washed and put away. Liriel comes up to me.
"May I speak with you Dragon Master?"

"Of course child, what can I do for you?"

Posted by: Highlander 30-Jan-2004, 08:00 PM
The Highlander breaks his fast away from the others in the party, he is thinking again of the traitor and who it may be and what he is to do about it, but even more he is impatient to get under way and be done with this quest, and sitting around a warm fire talking is not the way to get the job done.

Posted by: oldraven 01-Feb-2004, 01:36 AM
((Labban))

After everyone had their fill, Rider got the group to pack up and head out for the final leg of the trek. Final for who? Labban wondered. He was worried. Celeste had been quite quiet over the past few days, and he felt he was somehow responsible. Was she having a jealous relapse? He wouldn't have blamed her if she had.

Damn women. They always had a way to mess with his head. He was so torn. All of the time he'd known Rider, romance had never even entered into his mind. Not until the day of the scroll, that is. And then there was the lake. And Celeste; she'd been the first girl to ever see him in that way. She was special to him as well, if for that reason alone. But that wasn't the only reason, and he knew it. She was attractive, there was no doubt, and her giving nature was very much like his.

And then there was Mac, making things even more confusing for him. Labban tied up his bundle and swung it over his right shoulder. It got hooked on his sword and the unexpected shift in weight threw his balance off. He landed on his arse, not lightly at all.

Damn it! Just what he needed. A sore bottom for a long walk. He got to his feet and reset the load on his shoulder, this time making a huge effort of avoiding the blade hilt. More a hindrance than anything else. Picking up his staff, he strode over the path that they had been following, and leaned on it. Mac was wrapped up in his own youthful passion for the wolf woman, and so thought he had Labbans matters of love all figured out. Oh, if only he knew just how deep the issues were.

Love? Do I actualy think it is love? Do I even know what that is? The group started up the path. Everyone was talking amungst themselves, but Labban couldn't hear a word. He just followed behind. They walked for a few hours, everyone had things on their minds, and were dealing with them with each other. But Labban didn't speak at all. And no one noticed that the usually talkative fool was so quiet. But wait, Celeste looked back over her shoulder at him. She had been talking to the healer, Josie. Labban raised his head and met her glance.

She mentioned something to the healer and, after recieving an aproving nod, fell back to meet him. As she waited for him to catch up, he noticed a new look on her face. He didn't recognize this one. Aprehension? Worry, even? Concern of some sort.

Is everything alright, Cel? He asked with concern of his own.

Her face changed instantly to a soft smile. Everything is fine, Labban. She took his hand and led him into a thicket off the path a bit.

But the company....

It's alright. I told master Josie we'd catch up. They'll probably be stopping to rest soon anyway. Come, I have something to show you.

With no more questions, he followed her. He trusted what she said. They would catch up.

Posted by: Aaediwen 01-Feb-2004, 12:09 PM
((Aaaediwen))

As the group proceeded down the path, my mind milled over what I had seen since the quest began. I had been working for some time to gain Cerrianna's trust for the group, and could sense that my efforts were paying off. Before long, she would be able to avenge her clan, that thought had to help. At least I no longer had to use spells to keep her calm, which is a good thing, for I doubt I would have been able to keep her calm and protect my friends had there been call for it. As my mind wandered, I began chanting several sets of old, Western words I had encountered a long time ago being used to shorten roads. As I chanted, I projected my voice to be heard by thr group. They wouldn't recognise the language, but it should still help the journey, and it's simple enough that they should be able to pick up the chant.

Posted by: MacErca 01-Feb-2004, 12:31 PM
Walking down the trail to the cave things were getting serious too serious, people were beginning to pick Aaediwins chant, that was good getting their minds.

It was then that Mac noticed the tracks on the trail, made by a wolf, as his heart raced could it be that she had returned? Then looking ahead he noticed a large outcropping of rock over looking the trail, as it narrowed because of a large mudhole, just as he got even with the mudhole he saw the wolf but it was too late it jumped and caught him square in the chest forcing him to turn a somersault right into the mudhole.

Standing up coverd completly in mud looking at the wolf he noticed the Torc lying just under the fur and it seemed that the wolf had a sly smile on her face, he tried to put a stern look on his face but instaed he bust out in laughter as did the rest of the group. As he climbed out of the mudhole he and the wolf rolled around on the ground as the group got a much needed tension breaker.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 01-Feb-2004, 10:07 PM
Watching Lahatha leap and knock Mac over into the Mud hole. I lean onmy staff laughing harder and harder, unable to stand I fall to my knees laughing and doubling over as Mac looks around in pure shock then grabs lahatha and rolls around on the ground in their happiness.

as I regain my composure and stand again, I look around and find that I am not the only one who has fallen to my knees in a fit of laughter at the antics of these 2 love birds. Aaediwen, Josie, Highlander and several of the others are in the same state I am. The only ones who don't seem to be effected are the drow, though they are both wearing huge grins.


Posted by: Liriel Baenre Do'Urden 02-Feb-2004, 10:44 AM
As I approach the Dragon Master, I think to myself, I must be out of my mind to help these humans. But what the Master wants the Master gets and helping those in need is the core of his being. I just wish we could go home.

I sighed heavily ""May I speak with you Dragon Master?"

The Dragon Master replies softly "Of course child, what can I do for you?"

"My master wishes that we start out for the cave. The longer that it takes to reach it the more likely that the orcs will return. He understands that our presents is uncomfortable for some and he wishes to aleviate that as much as possible."

I turn and look toward the North, wishing to be on the trail home instead of here. I think of Fedor and the ship. I hear the group start to move to the trail. My master will have scoured the area ahead. Time to go to work.

I slid my hood to shadow my face from the sun and slid on my supple leather gloves to cover my long slender fingers.

I saunter into the cool woods and begin the trek toward my master. The others begin to follow. Mac has reunited with his wolf love and the group in now complete. May the Gods look upon us favorably.



Posted by: myriad 02-Feb-2004, 05:26 PM
"Hello again all, I am glad you are all feeling light hearted under such a foreboding task."
Lahatha spread her mouth wide with her front fangs barely portruding and looked at each companion in turn.
"
By the way Mac, that was an excellent attempt at a howl the other night. I would almost have believed one of the pack followed me, that is, if it hadn't sounded so much like a drunken warrior."
" You are all an easy group to follow. I simply follow the wretched smell of feline." Lahatha said this with a false grimace. "She seems to have kept you all quite safe though. I am grateful to her. It is always good to have company familiar with these wood on the long journeys, isn't it Dragon Master."
Having said this, Lahatha went to Rider and bowed her head forward. Rider knealed and took the short, thin cylindar that was attached to Lahatha's torque. Looking at Rider as though to say, keep silent, Lahatha looked at Mac to draw attention away from the Dragon Master as she read.
"
Mac, this collar has been quite a useful tool." Seeing Mac's face turn red with frustration, she smiled broadly, "excuse me, I mean torque."

The group laughed and Lahatha noticed Cerianna. Lahatha walked forward and Cerianna stood looking at Lahatha curiously.

Posted by: Aaediwen 02-Feb-2004, 06:17 PM
((Cerrianna))
What kind of group, indeed, have I encountered who laugh at an attacking wolf...
Then, what is this? was she really one of the group?? Amazing. I watch the wolf cautiously as it makes it's way among the group, then, finely comming my way. not knowing rather to cry for help or pet this strange wolf, I watch her approach carefully. During the aproach, I hazard a glance at the rest of the group, looking for clues. Most of them still have wet eyes from laughing so hard a moment before, and none of them show any sign of danger being present. Looking toward Aaediwen, and back to the strange wolf, and back to the scribe, I hear him softly singing in my head though his lips weren't moving. Calmer now, as the song faded, at long last I held out my hand toward the wolf as a gesture of welcome.

Posted by: myriad 02-Feb-2004, 10:20 PM
Lahatha tried not to smile as the woman glanced at the others, afraid that she may mistake it for something other than what it was. She nudged the womans hand with her nose in greeting and looked at Aaediwen,
"By the way she is looking at you for an answer, I will assume she is a friend of yours." Returning her glance she says simply, "Hello, I am Lahatha."
Turning toward the rock she leapt from earlier, Lahatha calmly says to everyone around, " I would like for each of you to warmly greet Ladaerwen, my sister."
As Lahatha said this, Ladaerwen padded onto the rock and calmly eyed each of the companions with her cool, black eyes. Looking into her eyes was like looking at stones, you could not see past them or read any emotion in them. Her fur was pitch black and silky, the color of midnight in the deepest cavern. She looked at Lahatha and slowly padded down the encline and nuzzled the near the ear. She softly whispered in wolf...."so this is him to my right, is it?" Then looked back at the dragon master.

Posted by: Nefariel 02-Feb-2004, 10:35 PM
Ladaerwen (pronunced lah-DIRE-wehn), though soft-spoken, has a voice that commands her attention when she wills it. She addresses the company, with a voice of steel, still in wolf form:
"I am a creature of few words, but I feel our fates have met at the right time. You see, my sister and I hold the same mission as yours: to defeat the Dark Lord Gron'egaun. He has caused great harm to my sister-wolf and I as well as my great grandsires of the past." She furrowed her brows into an piercing glare. "My sister has convinced me to hold your trust. However, I do not consider you friends... yet. I have one wish. If there is a maester healer among these friends, I wish to meet alone with you, that we might exchange our wisdom, for my knowledge consists of only the forest's resources, and I fear that soon we will be trekking over barren wastelands of the desert that I will not name." She has obviously grown nervous and a genuine sorrow lights in her eyes. She returns to her soft-spoken, aloof self, "That is all," and sits quietly behind her sister, deep in thought.

Lahatha knows that the desert she speaks of is Narranh, the doomed desert where Ladaerwen and she were lost to one another due to the powers of the Dark Lord. She shows no sign of comfort, but Ladaerwen knows her mind and is soothed.

Posted by: MacErca 03-Feb-2004, 04:36 PM
Mac walked over to where Ladaerwen was sitting behind Lahatha looked at Her and got down on his knees in a position that was neither above nor below Ladaerwen so that they would be on even ground and looked into her eyes, moving slowly so as not to cause fear he reached behind him and removed Dragonstrike and placed it in his lap, withdrawing the blade just enough so that the bare metal was exposed he touched it and started focusing his thoughts to her and said "I say this to you in this way for you are new to this group, I know that you have had pain in being seperated from your pack, for all that it is worth consider this as your pack also, they will be a family to you if you so choose, we are hunting the same thing as you, and as a pack member all that we have is yours, we have pledged ourselves to each other, so to atack one is to attack the whole group, and we welcome you Ladaerwen sister of Lahatha." Then he turned to Lahatha and leaning over he nuzzeled her ear and then did the same to Ladaerwen. Having done this he stood up and saying "If you good folks will excuse me I have something to do" then he went down to the strem to freshen up.

Posted by: Highlander 05-Feb-2004, 03:36 PM
As the Highlander sat observing all of the shenanigans going on about the camp, it struck him that it was strange, not quite right. These people when first we began this quest where dedicated to it with a determination of classic will and defiance to any that try to stop them. Now they where being stopped by the intrinsic, by love and or the promise there of. Where had there dedication gone, where where the warriors that the admired. Now he felt he was with a bunch of bubleheaded love struck children that for a quick tryst in the woods would soon forget the quest and just stay where they are , and probably die from betrayal of the ones they think they have fallen for, it must be a spell created by the traitor I was warned of, dammit who is she? SHE, now why did I say she, but it fits, now who? death.gif

Posted by: Nefariel 06-Feb-2004, 08:58 PM
"Lahatha... he?" whispers Ladaerwen, nodding in the direction of MacErca.
"Of course," answers Lahatha, smiling, then slightly frowning. "Ladaerwen, the words you spoke to the group were quite harsh. I've told you how they have my trust, and I was hoping you would feel the same."
"Sister, I have forgotten much since I was lost in the void, and if I have upset you, I apologize. How can I trust anyone? You don't know how much I suffered- many things I can remember, but vaguely, as from a dream. I crave my old knowledge and power. Kiatra helped a little, but there is only so much a wolf war chieftain can advise in the ways of healing."
"O Sister, I know I was not abandoned as long as you, but you must know that Kiatra and our tribe searched for you endlessly, and at last we have found you. Please do not blame my friends for your sorrow."
"Yes, yes, Lahatha." Ladaerwen ponders a minute. "You, sister, I know I can trust, and therefore I will speak to he you call Mac. I will not promise we will be friends, but I do not want to endanger the friendship you hold together."

Ladaerwen makes her way to the nearby stream. As she quietly approaches, MacErca turns from the stream where he was bathing his face and hands and smiles. Ladaerwen's piercing eyes show no sign of change.

She tosses half of a green gem at his feet. "My sister bears the other half. It is our only clue to the location of the Dark Dragon. It seems to be made from a rare stone."

She swallows, shifts her weight and thinks ~Well, I tried. Lahatha can't say I didn't try. Why doesn't he say something?! Even if he speaks angry words, that's better than silence. O brushwood! His glare makes me uncomfortable. Why has my silly sister befriended such a man?~

Hopelessly, she walks forward to retrieve the gem, still lying in the grass, but MacErca gently stops her.

Posted by: Aon_Daonna 07-Feb-2004, 05:55 PM
Mirre felt like shredding something, so as she didn't find something living and bloody she could shred to bits she de-barked a tree.
"why me, why me, why meeee" she hissed angrily and shredded further bits off the tree with her claws. "Stupid creatures.. why me!?!"
It seemed like the great mother tried to taunt her... If it wasn't her obligation she would just leave...
After she exhausted herself and her claws were nice and sharp again she clambered up another tree and made herself comfortable on a branch. ooh how I hate wolves.
She sniffed and sighed. Even their smell was everywhere....

Posted by: MacErca 07-Feb-2004, 07:18 PM
As Mac kneeled by the stream washing the mud from his face,he thought he felt something behind him, turning he saw Ladaerwen and smiles at her presence, he realizes that she is not as comfortable with humans as Lahatha, he listens to her as she tells the story of the green gem she has just dropped on the ground, Mac reaches out and picks up the gem and is looking at it when he notices that she is still standing there, MacErca places the gem in his pouch then reaches out his hand and starts scratching her behind the ear and rubbing her head then he speaks softly "I know that you have been through much have come so far only to place your trust in people you do not even know, I want you to know that you can relax here young one, the trust that you give will be returned, I know that this gem is special to you and your sister and I will hold it for you. For I want you to understand that we are after the same goal.In placing this in my care you have given me much honor little one." having said this he stood up, then grabbing his things and started back to the group, as Ladaerwen padded off ahead.

Posted by: myriad 08-Feb-2004, 08:23 PM
Lahatha pads over to where Highlander sits a bit apart from the group. "You look anxious to be on the move, Highlander. We need to speak about the path we are coming to. The tree leaves are humming of the danger ahead. I noticed there are missing companions. Have you seen Labban and Celeste?" Highlander looked at Lahatha with a puzzled expression.

"We must find them and be on our way. I would that we could depart with haste," Lahatha paused and with emphasis said, "very soon." This place wreaks of feline filth," she growlde," I am afraid if we delay I may have to seek this being out for breakfast." Lahatha smiled but the smile was not visible in her eyes. She glanced at the others as groups formed and each most likely discussed the travels ahead. Lahatha drew nearer to Highlander and spoke softly..."I and my sister thirst for blood, Highlander. It has been many moons since we have fought and we feel our youth of centuries ago. We wish to go to battle soon and are prepared to leave this land to quench the desire we both have. Our bond has grown strong and we have felt the cloud of death upon us. Highlander, we will take our human form and will battle flesh to flesh with you and the company... but we must go soon. The group has grown weak."
Lahatha against her nature looked deeply into Highlanders eyes to try to read some response to what she had spoken. She desired to be of like mind with this warrior. She only hoped he had not also succumbed to what she and her sister considered to be trite human affairs.

Posted by: oldraven 09-Feb-2004, 06:05 PM
((Grungahn))

They had been sitting, staring at the stone walls of the great house on the hill for half a day now. It was coming on twilight, and the time was growing nearer to make their move. Centuries of lying in wait all came to focus on this moment. The wheels had been turning for so long, but not until now could he actually see the fruits of his labours.

He sauntered over to the Hag, who was sitting on her own over by a tree. She seemed allert and uneasy, but he knew where her loyalties lie. She would do as he asked. For now at least. He had the feeling that this would not be true before the end, and he would be forced to deal with her in turn.

Are you ready, Hag? The sun is nearly set, and your time has come. She flashed him a look of disgust. Come now. You are witnessing the begining of a new era. A new world. And you shall usher that new era in for me. Great changes are coming, and you will be on the right side. That is if survival matters to you.

She said nothing, but stood and readied herself.

As he moved back to where he was standing earlier, he looked back into the woods upon his army. No fires, no tents. They simply stood there, waiting for their master to call on them. He loved looking on them. Orcs, humans, elves, even one or two of the catpeople. They stood watching him with eyes berift of life. They heard nothing but his voice. He spoke to them all, in his way, as though he were speaking to their thoughts alone.

Soon you will see me in all my glory. A new King is coming, and he shall be greater than all that have gone before. He turned his glare to Higlander Castle and smiled.

Posted by: MacErca 09-Feb-2004, 08:59 PM
Ladaerwen had just moved out of sight as Mac was moving towards the group , when out of the corner of his eye he noticed a flight of birds taking wing far away on the other side of the stream, curious, he thought what would cause them to do that, as he watched the birds, it was then that he noticed a movement in the trees closer to where he was, Mirre the catwoman was running through the trees like a demon was after her, he started to laugh, but then through a small clearing he saw.... ORC'S.... by the Gods hundreds if not more. Running at breakneck speed to warn the others, he thought to himself "I should make it in time to warn the others, no I won't make it not in time, how can I send a warning" then reaching down to his drinking horn while running, he withdrew Dragonstrike and cut off the tip far enough down to make a crude horn, placing it to his lips he blew for all that he was worth he blew, the sound starteled even him it was deep almost sounded like a bull bellowing and it was loud, hope it is loud enough, on the third blast he broke into the clearing where the group was looking in his direction, pointing to the outcropping of rocks where we might have a chance to fend them off he yelled at the top of his lungs, "Climb, for all your worth climb, ORC'S" it was then that they realised what he was trying to say, and two or three was already in the rocks when the first wave hit.

Mac started moving to meet the rushing mass of bodies whith gusto swinging "Dragonstrike" like a berserker weaving in and out making great arcs with the blade that was making a strange humming sound seperating heads from bodies in a bloody gory bath, just a quick glance around to see his comrades deep in battle action as he was, back to the task at hand, he swung and pushed, and struck till he thought he could go no more then all of a sudden he was calm, his head was clear, his thoughts were pure, and the blade seemed to swing by itself parrying sword thrust and sweeping it aside and taking heads, and cleaving bodies in half, thinking to himself "Thank you Mirre for that gem it works great, I swear Dragonstrike is singing"pushing and pushing on till he broke through the lines he then turned and went back into the melee.

Posted by: Nefariel 11-Feb-2004, 12:40 AM
As MacErca pulled away, Ladaerwen's eyes grew blacker.

~The nerve of mankind! Calling me "little one." Although I am shorter in stature, I have endured centuries more than he. Scratching my head! I would like to give him a hefty scratch on the head, 'twere it not for my dear sister and the relationship they share already. I shall endure this treatment tonight, but never again, and she shall hear of it shortly~

Ladaerwen called her sister over to her, and told her of MacErca's actions.
"Ladaerwen, that's how humans act towards animals. He meant no harm..."
"Well, then, I'm glad I repressed my anger. He would have had quite a scar on that pretty face of his, had I shown my true feelings."
The sisters chuckled together at the thought of such an image.
Lahatha spoke again after their laughter had subsided, "I also am glad you did not harm him. As much as he offended you, he wants to be your friend, and those words of trust he spoke were not false."
"Lahatha, I do not care for hurting those who are not enemies, and I pride myself in giving justice to other creatures. I do not want to wrong your friends. MacErca seems to be a good man, as humans go." Her eyes sparkled, "However, there is one I would not mind giving chase to. I think you know of whom I speak. I have noticed the stench since I arrived."
Lahatha replied with a smile, "I am aware of a particular smell that I would not mind being rid of. Will the sisters romp in the woods once more before the doom of battle?"
"Tonight is the night, Lahatha. I can feel it. When no one is looking, we will feast on a meal of cat. This group seems to be stalling, and I crave blood with the thirst of our ancestors!"

Just as she spoke those words, Ladaerwen and her sister heard MacErca's ominous cry of warning!

Posted by: Liriel Baenre Do'Urden 11-Feb-2004, 10:13 AM
Her master's hand on her shoulder gave Liriel notice that the Orcs were coming. They had heard Mac's warning. Liriel prepared her spells and weapons as her master raised and kissed his pendant. They could smell the Orcs before they could see them. Drizzt call to Guen, his panther. She appeared in the mist and was at ready.

Liriel's eyes gleamed with joy. Now was the time to kill. It had been so long.

At that moment the first wave of orcs flowed toward them. Crouched and ready behind two large boulders the two drow tensed. The first few orcs flew by and the two jumped into the melee.

Spells were cast and weapons sliced silently threw the air. They didn't have time to stop and see where the rest of the group was. This was survival for them. Back to back the two drow fought, each complimenting the other. Guen was pulling down the orcs as they stumble from the frey.

Something had to give. Soon they would be over run and they would die.

Posted by: Aon_Daonna 11-Feb-2004, 01:31 PM
((Hag))


Actually the castle provided a fitting background for the imposing looking Dragon. "Master, I did lay a potent spell over the well of the castle. Everybody who drinks from this has to respond to your will. In addition I have prepared another spell I will cast when we enter the castle." She had always been very strong at mind-magic and had by now reached the Mastery level at it. Illusions and binding magic was her speciality and she smiled as she thought what she would do to those that did this to her. She knew they were in there, the court mage and his apprentice. She was certain they would recognise her once when she unfolded her wings...
"It will make the guards fight each other instead of us. Each will see the other as a horrid monster, born of their own nightmares."
She stopped gazing over the castle and smiled cruelly in the shadow of her cowl.
I'm ready she sent the thought to the dragon and saw a faint flicker in his eyes.

Posted by: Aon_Daonna 11-Feb-2004, 01:42 PM
((Mirre))

"Oh damn my luck!" She recognised the smell, and the sounds of the nearing horde of orcs even before she saw anything. It was to late to warn anyone. But a horn was already sounded and its cry rang through the land calling for aid. I'm coming human! She jumped from tree to tree, running through orcs on her way, barely noticing how many she beheaded or sliced into half or on how many she used her claws. There he was, running thru an enemy. Not far were the two drow, fighting as ideal pairing and also she saw those damned wolves. As if she cared right now!

"Human!" She called in that guttural, hoarse voice of hers and she did not know if he recognised her or not. She was simply too small to be noticed among the mass. With a hiss she parried a strike aimed at her from behind and slashed her claws across the orcs face. "Die you honorless creature." With a well aimed strike she lopped his head off and smoothly jumped onto and over another 3 to land next to the human. "I will warrd yourr back if you let me" she said and without tarrying ripped out the next opponents throat.

Posted by: Highlander 11-Feb-2004, 03:20 PM
The Highlander stands looking down at myriad, he decided to take a chance, something he had not done for more years than he cared to remember, "come little one, it appears from Macs rapid approach the time has come for which we thrill" battle... With that the Highlander drew both his swords and grinned, today is going to be a fine day after all... death.gif

Posted by: Highlander 11-Feb-2004, 03:29 PM
The Highlander looked around smiling, then he gazed upon Mac running-towards the orcs. The Highlander yelled to him, "Hey Mac, is this all you bring with you, it's barely enough to warm us up". As he disemboweled two more orcs, adding to the multitude dead on the ground around him....

Posted by: MacErca 11-Feb-2004, 08:25 PM
Mac, upon seeing Highlander in the fray, stuck the Great Sword through the orc in front of him looked up and smiled a huge grin and said to Highlander,"If your nice I will save you one or two." and with that he finished the stroke that left the orc laying beside itself.

Just at that moment Mirre landed beside him, and having heard her statement he replied, "Glad to see that you could join in the fun and Proud I am that you are at my back Mirre, I will watch yours as well" having said that Mac reached to his dirk and promptly threw it straight into an orc's skull buried right up to the hilt coming up from behind Mirre, then together charging at the orc's like they were insane, looking to his left ,there was Highlander then the three of them tore into the orc's like a whirlwind, with swords flashing they cut them down, like barley ripe for the harvest, the blood and gore was getting so deep that it getting hard to keep good footing, it was then that they started noticing something strange on the orc's faces.... fear.... yes that was it, we have met the tide and held, it was turned and they were losing and the orc's knew it, that it would not be long before sheer pandimonium would course through their ranks and they would flee....or die.

Posted by: Nefariel 11-Feb-2004, 10:05 PM
"Let's go, Ladaerwen! This is for Kiatra!!" and with that Lahatha and Ladaerwen entered the fray, flanking the orcs.
One! Lahatha ripped at the throat of an orc.
Two! Ladaerwen caught one at the heels and Lahatha finished him off.
Three! The two wolves tackled a massive ugly one and ripped at the flesh.

But as they were overcome with the rage of battle, and running towards their fourth prey, an orc arrow pierced Ladaerwen's paw, and another, her side, causing her to yelp and stumble to the ground. She could heal herself, but it would take time, and orcs were everywhere! Lahatha had gone ahead, killing orcs left and right, but Ladaerwen was not experienced enough yet to fight without her sister. She hid under a nearby fallen orc, and let out the wolven whistle of their race (Lurhath wolves), hoping that none of the orcs would recognize the tune Grungahn loathed.

Posted by: oldraven 11-Feb-2004, 11:14 PM
Labban and Cel jogged up the trail for a while, trying to catch up without tiring themselves out too early. Labban jumped and just narrowly missed running straight into a pile of baer dung. It was then the horn blew its cursed note.

An Orc horn! No one in our company carries a horn. There's been an ambush, he thought. He started running as fast as his feet could cary him. Which was surprisingly fast, he though.

Labban, no! Stay here with me. She was deeply troubled about something. But how could she ask him to stay and deny his oldest friends?

I can't abandon them. You'll be safe. If there were any this way, we'd have been caught by now. They're not far, I can make it. Stay here if you want, and stay safe. He saw her about to panic. I'll be back for you, I promise. I swear. And with that he turned and ran to his friends who needed him now.

Of course, he was near petrified. And he would have been, if it weren't for all the running.

He heard the clash of steel, and the cries of pain and power as he neared them. He could barely breathe, but he kept going as fast as he could push. Then he saw them. More on the ground, bleeding, missing parts, than running about. But all Orc he saw, to his delight.

He pulled his sword, nearly cutting off his trousers and swung with whatever he had left in him. It was enough to catch the Orc across the maw, cutting the gaw from the rest of the body. Och! That's disgusting! Sorry, I'm new at this. Then he felt the sword pass through his side, back to front. He fell over and cried out. Then he waited to pass out........ but he didn't. His heart began beating with a furry he'd never known. He slowly set himself upright, watching the offending Orc walk toward him. Well, the pain was feeling like anger at that point, he still had the sword, but just tossed it to his right, which, when he found his sword later, ended up in some beasts belly. Probably the only time the sword worked for him.

He reached around and took his staff. He ran at the thing, so angry and afraid, and with one great swing he caved it in the helmet, which gave way easily to the skystone. It rang and hummed madly, and it filled him with a fire and lust for blood that was absent all his life up to this point.

Labban had gone berzerk, and ended up with many more wounds than the first blow. Of course, he healed quickly.

Posted by: myriad 11-Feb-2004, 11:21 PM
Damnit, why are they always calling me little one..... as that thought finished a violent surged ran through Lahathas body and limbs. Her veigns seemed to light on fire and she threw herself forward into a long hard run, "Let's go, Ladaerwen! This is for Kiatra!!" Oh how he would enjoy sinking his claws into this filth... unfortunately Lahatha was currently sinking her teeth into one and the taste reminded her of rotting flesh. She could feel her hair on end and the charge that surged through her seemed to be sparking her feverish anger to long forgotten heights. Going into the battle she knew she must keep Ladaerwen close... her sister was still weak. But now her vision was so focussed on the blood and limbs of these creatures she ached to destroy that she became blind to the battle surrounding her or even to her sisters presence. Centuries of repressed anger and pain was driving her into each creature with renewed strength and ferver. Just as she rounded on a beastly sized orc, Lahatha recognized the sound she dreaded.... she turned swiftly and darted in and out amongst the swinging and stomping limbs of orc and the singing of human blades. As swiftly as her blood boiled with anger for these beasts, her blood ran cold with the fear of losing her sister she had just rejoined.

Posted by: Highlander 12-Feb-2004, 10:01 AM
Highlander looked over to Mac and yelled, well my boy your a credit to your clan, but you've still a few things to learn, with that the Highlander beheaded four orcs with just one stroke from each sword, that's how we did things in my day. king.gif

Posted by: Highlander 12-Feb-2004, 10:07 AM
It was then that the Highlander spied Myriad running hap-hazardly through the field of battle towards a strange sound that he did not recognize. Highlander yelled to Mac and when Mac turned Highlander pointed out the situation and let Mac know he was going to follow Myriad to be sure the little one would be safe and to help her if necessary. Highlander called just about everyone that he held with affection, "little one" as long as they where a female or a child...

Posted by: Aaediwen 12-Feb-2004, 07:19 PM
Hearing Mac's call, I looked up from my scrolls. As the urgency of the
situation doned on me, I gathered my scrolls and disappeared into the edge
of the woods Right as MacErca broke into the other side of the clearing, a
horde of foulness following on his tail. Stopping a short distance away,
where I could still see the battle, while not being seen. Settling down, I
formed a metaphysical shield around myself and began to focus on the dark,
controlled forms of the attacking horde Locating each of his friends in
turn.
First, he found an Orc making its way toward Highlander's back. The
orc stopped short of it's target as Highlander's turned back suddenly
appears as impinetrable as solid steel through my veil of doubt and fear.
Standing parylised, the orc was helpless as Highlander turned and sliced
through him as if he weren't even there.

Glancing through the battle, I then found one of the Darkeen Burrowers
attacking Ladaerwen, its fearsome claws bearing down on her. Digging into
the soul of the foul beast, images of fire caused the burrower to suddenly
feel its skin burn away under the hard exoskeleton. Its shrieks of pain
rang out over the battle, the source of its agony invisiable to all
present. As the creature's attack stalled, I turned its own destructive
tendancies in on itself and watched as it began to rip itself to shreads,
until it finally lay dead on the battlefield.

As the burrower's soul faded off, I felt a dark presence approaching. One
of the orcs had discovered him, seemingly vulnerable, in the grass. As
the creature crossed under my metaphysical shield, however, his axe became
a huge cobra which attracked and hissed at him. Attempting to drop the
snake, he found that his arm had become the creature's tail. In fear, the
orc tried to turn and run, yet found himself locked in a bubble his
intended victim, being his only companion,was still sitting calmly in the
middle.

Realising he could not escape, again the orc turned with renewed
determination to accomplish what he had started, yet as hard as he ran
toward his intended target, he got no closer. Suddenly, the snake that
was his arm struck and bit him. Falling to the ground, disorientation
began to take hold. As he regained his bearings, he watched in horror as
the grass began to crawl around him. Leaping up, away from the nightmare,
he found it only beginning. Several pieces of the now mobile grass had
followed him up from the ground and began painfully burrowing into his
flesh as his feet became as water, then, just as he began to fall to the
ground his molten feet turned to a stone that anchored him into the
ground.

As this continued, he heard only the dark, sinister chant of the calm
human. Rythmic, persistant, and getting louder, the chanting was
torturous in its own right, nevermind his own nightmarish state.
Practically parylized, The orc was now only in control of his head and one
remaining arm. Then, the pain increased, slowly at first, yet increasing.
Something moving inside him, digging from the inside out. Helpless, he
reied to scream, yet could not. Instead, he felt his mouth fill with a
foul, solid mass. Once his oral cavity, the mass still felt as if it was
growing. moving his remaining hand to feel where his mouth had been, he
felt nothing abnormal, yet discovered that he could no longer move his
hand from his mouth. The pain in his belly had increased to an unbareable
agony now, as a bloody hole began to form in his abdomen, from which a few
of the grass clippings emerged, followed by swarms of bees, and wasps
which stung him relentlessly.

As the insects finally parted, he saw the approach of his target turned
assailant, still chanting, with a merciless look on his face, yet beyond,
he could make out the same figure still seated as now stood over him,
adding confusion to the already nausiating mix in his experience.

As the orc watched in horror, he felt the hand which was locked in his
mouth, begin to grow and reach down his throat until his hand, now bloody
and half stripped of flesh, emerged from amoung the blood and bone that
was the hole in his belly, yet he was still alive, and too very aware of
the horrible experience, every painful, horriffic moment of it. It was
how that he realised the folly of attacking what had seemed like easy
prey. As this thought passed through his small mind, the fingers of his
hand which now protruded, half digested, from him, fell off and craweld
away like worms to begin covering his face and picking at his eyes. Now
blind as well, and still hearing the chanting, he felt his eyes being
slowly and painfully pulled from their sockets. At which time, he finally
passed out into a painful, and nightmare filled sleep full of images of
his assailant.

All the while, I had been sitting and channeling fear and doubt to his friends in
the heat of battle, slowing their attacks while feeding his mind with these soul destroying
images. I had never physically moved from my seat on the ground or stopped assaulting my friends' attackers. Even now, I continued channelling into the battle, helping my friends, and
filling the orcs and other creatures with unspeakable fear and doubt. As
the battle ended, I borrowed some rope, and bound the unconcious orc, I
didn't want to have to keep him asleep until I could aquire a blade to
finish him. After the battle, as the party regathered, the orc finally
awoke, bound and gagged. Aware of his conciousness, I approached where my
friends had gathered around him, as I approached, I saw the look of fear
overtake his, still unharmed, face. Borrowing Labban's sword I swung it a time
or two while standing over the creature. the blade
felt foreign to me, as it should. I never had been one to wield
such a thing. I then began, in the dark tounges of his kind "And so you
experience the illusions of the western dark arts. The felcore portal
illusions to the underworld. Do not challenge me or my friends lest you
and your kind see more of these." And with that, I carved the same hole
into the orc's abdomen as he had experienced just a short while earlier,
only this time, it was no illusion and spelled a painful death for the
horrible creature.
Returning the sword, I stood and looked at my friends, "You don't want to
know what he experienced.", I said, " By now, what you saw was a release.
Let's proceed, shall we?" Looking over the disbelief in my friends'
faces, I grinned. I had been the same the first time I had seen the
masters practice these arts. And besides, why should they expect such actions from me?

Posted by: Aon_Daonna 13-Feb-2004, 10:47 AM
((Mirre))

She was impressed with his fighting skills and stored a few moves of his in her memory for later use. "Just.. die..." She was up against a particularly resistant, huge brute with chainmail covering his body, neck and head. She had successfully blinded him before she decided on a different approach and clambered up on his back, her sharp claws piercing through the holes of the chainmail suit. She heard him gasp, fully aware that her claws sunk deep into him and she steadied herself on his shoulders before punctuating his windpipe. His mouth opened, gasping for air and she quickly drew her long, ornamental dagger ((OOC: imagine something nasty looking, like a Klingon one)) and thrust it into the orcs throat and back, ripping out assorted pieces of flesh and windpipe in the process (the ornaments and upwards directed spikes were on this thing for exactly that purpose). She smiled cruelly and jumped off to see him die...

A yelp made her look up. "I will be careful not to injure you, but I have to see..." Without further notice she jumped onto Mac's shoulders and cast her eyes over the fighting while keeping other orcs out of reach with quick strikes of her scimitar.
"Your frriends, they arre endangered..." the hair on her back was standing upright as she jumped down again, onto an orc, ripping him down while doing that and piercing his ribcage. "They arre in this dirrection" she gestured over to where she had seen the wolves. It was against her nature to help them but they were her protegés friends so she would do what was possible. "We'll have to fight ourr way thrrough to help them." Her ears lay flat against her skull and her whole posture showed how much she hated that prospect...

Posted by: MacErca 13-Feb-2004, 11:59 AM
The pair was fighting their way to where Mirre had seen someone that was injured. upon arriving close to where a large group of the last of the Orc's had assembeled, they sensed an injury, and not able to overcome the healthy they massed to where they thought they would have an easy prey.... but they were wrong, Ladaerwen, the injured was up on three legs fangs bared and was doing her best to kill all that would venture in too close, corpses littered the ground around her, if nothing else making a make-shift refuge, then Mac saw Lahatha jump into the fray and with this it gave Ladaerwen renewed strength, Highlander arrived right after Lahatha, and was already decimating the Orc's then Mirre jumped into the air and landed right beside the fallen wolf and though her instincts said differently, she then turned to Ladaerwen and said "You have fought well, now rest". With that Mirre lashed out at an Orc that had ventured too close.

There they were Lahatha, Mirre, Highlander, and MacErca, surrounded by at least 50 to 60 Orc's Mac looked around at Highlander and then back to the Orc's and chuckled and said "WE seem to have you surrounded surrender or die, I was hoping you would say that." With that they proceeded to wipe out the last pocket of Orc's.

When it was over Mac turned to Mirre and said to her "You are indeed a great warrior, I respect you for what you have done here today, thank you for helping to protect my friends, I know that you see it as your duty, but I am in your dept, what ever you need, ask of me and it is yours."

Mac then knelt down to check on Ladaerwen speaking to her saying " This will hurt so forgive me" then reaching down to the arrow that was still lodged in her paw he broke the shaft and pulled the arrow out. Then he said to her "You have fought bravely today, you have made your clan and sister proud, and you have made this old man proud as well, take your rest now great warrior, and we will get the healer Josie to patch you up and you will be up and around in no time".

He stood and turned to where the rest had gathered around Ladaerwen and were counting the fallen Orc's, and at final count there were three hundred eighty three bodies laying on the battlefield. He then noticed tha he had two broke arrow shafts protruding from his left shoulder " Odd I didn't even fell a thi..." as he faded into oblivion.

Posted by: Nefariel 13-Feb-2004, 12:44 PM
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but they were wrong, Ladaerwen, the injured was up on three legs fangs bared and was doing her best to kill all that would venture in too close, corpses littered the ground around her, if nothing else making a make-shift refuge


While whistling the Lurhath tune, the warrior she used to know emerged and took hold of her mind, overcoming Grungahn's damage if only for a few minutes. She threw the Orc under which she was hiding off of her, and instantly orcs rushed toward her, seemingly a weak and injured wolf. After killing the first one by catching his throat in her teeth, the others were more cautious, and some turned to find easier prey.

After three more fell under her wrath, her strength began to subside. As one gruesome bloke of an orc made his way toward Ladaerwen's back, stealthily slinking so that she did not notice him, Lahatha jumped into the fray and wrestled his Orc-blade out of his hand. Ladaerwen, then aware of the onslaught, turned, and leaped onto his chest, knocking off his helmet and rendering him prostrate, so Lahatha could then sink her teeth into his ugly throat. The sisters fought together, slaying five more, but Ladaerwen's strength was waning rapidly.

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Highlander arrived right after Lahatha, and was already decimating the Orc's then Mirre jumped into the air and landed right beside the fallen wolf and though her instincts said differently, she then turned to Ladaerwen and said "You have fought well, now rest". With that Mirre lashed out at an Orc that had ventured too close.


Exhausted, Ladaerwen collapsed to the ground, giving in to the cat's words, barely conscious enough to see MacErca's face and hear his speech.

Posted by: Liriel Baenre Do'Urden 13-Feb-2004, 01:07 PM
Liriel and Drizzt fought slowly and methodically. The orcs were now hesitant to engage them. With a final nod from her master, Liriel stepped out from him and began her chant.

She clutched her medallion and prayed to the dark queen. The darkness swirled within her. She took her hands and spread they wide as the fire grew. At the last word the fire burst from her hands and engulfed the group of orcs around them.

As the spell depleted her, she grew weaker and as the last orc fell to his death Liriel slowly slid to the ground. Darkness overcame her and oblivion became a welcome relief from the pain.

Drizzt caught his young apprentice as her strength was sucked from her body. He knew that the dark queen was responsible for this. He only prayed to Mikkieal that she did not take over the courageous heart of his pupil.

He looked around and found that their group had survived this encounter. Let us hope that this was all there was.

Guen padded over to him and Liriel. She laid down with a sigh and began to clean herself. She was covered with orc gore and dirt. Drizzt smiled at the simple life that Guen led.

Drizzt laid Liriel down on his cloak and crossed his legs. It was time to meditate while his student recovered. He slowly closed his eyes to rest, Guen would watch over them until he was rested and could dismiss her to the Astral Plane.

He listened carefully to all the sounds around him and perceived that the danger was over for now.

Posted by: Aon_Daonna 13-Feb-2004, 01:42 PM
Mirre looked down at the shafts with a puzzled face. "These are soulstealers..." The black shafts seemed to radiate darkness and the cat got down on all four paws and looked at the arrows more closely. They were marked in a bloodred script that seemed to burn.
"We will need a shaman or mage. They will not let me take them out, they have to be neutralised first. And quickly. He must not fall into sleep." She carefully padded his face. No reaction. She slapped his face. No reaction.
"Help me wake him!" she hissed to the other two as she bared her claws to try and make the pain wake him up...

Posted by: myriad 13-Feb-2004, 06:57 PM
Lahatha watched as this catwoman pawed at MacErca's face. Lahatha padded slowly up next to MacErca's ear and nuzzled it... then began whispering words from a language she knew he would recognize. Attempting to call him from his stupor, she slowly placed one paw over his chest and continued to whisper. She had to focus but her concentration was being disturbed by this thing beside her. A vision returned of this feline weilding a scimitar in defense of her sister and Lahathas spirit was eased to continue her repetition in Mac's ear. She knew it would be necessary for Josie to come soon. And where the hell was the Dragon Master! Focus, she thought to herself. Feeling no shift in Mac's deep breathing, Lahatha looked over at Mirre and stopped chanting.
"Use your claws."
Mirre glanced back at Lahatha with a look of disgust. It was clear she was not one bit pleased. Lahatha looked back kindly but firmly.
"It must be done... do it."
Lahatha lay down beside Mac and eased her chin onto his chest and closed her eyes. All she could think of was how very important it was for him to wake. Other than her stealth and strength she had very few powers. Diverting attention and confusing an enemy was of no use to her now.
She could feel the beating of Mac's heart reverberating in her throat and her breathing matched his. She focused on his heart and concentrated on the feeling there. She thought these things as Mirre began...

Let it be peace
Mirre carved

Let it light
again Mirre carved

Let it be love

Mirre knew the depth of this action as well as Lahatha. It was common among forrest runners. Lahatha was bottling within a swelling of pain she knew she must endure. Her thoughts were repetitious...he must have strength. MacErca hear these thoughts.... you must be strong... at that Lahatha closed her eyes and continued to breath deeper. Though concious she was completely focused on this man below her.

Posted by: MacErca 13-Feb-2004, 07:45 PM
As Mac lay on the ground he kept fighting to come back, but it seemed that something was pulling him away from his body, then he saw the green fields of home and his wife and son running to meet him they ran up to each other and embraced and kissed and started to walk away, just then it seemed as if something or someone was trying to tear the very fabric of time itself started to pull at him from another direction he turned toward this new force and started to move toward it then he was pulled back toward his wife, the pull was strong here and he felt like just giving in and to rest, yes that?s it rest and be at peace, but something seemed wrong. It was then that he started remembering his wife and son of long ago and the events that led up to his being here, and how she had told him to go and fulfill his destiny, he turned expecting to see the fiery red hair and the beautiful blue eyes of his darling, turning instead he saw death and black holes where her eyes should have been then he realized that this was not real turning to run it was like he was stuck knee deep in mud and try as he might he could not run, still he kept struggling till at last he started to move ,still death clung to him trying to drag him down, but a warrior I have been and this I will fight too, a voice calling to him and a flash of light, that voice, I know that voice but from where, it was then that he had a vision of a wolf, then a woman then embracing, another flash of light , and slowly he started to rise toward the voice calling out to him, then the face, he struggled to focus on the face, finally recognizing who it was, it was Lahatha calling out to him bringing him back to reality, and then he was back in his body with a snap, eyelids fluttering trying to open, and seeing her, trying to smile, and then the pain again, he was conscious but barely.

Looking around everything was in a haze, he saw all of his friends standing around looking down at him and Lahatha lying on his chest and Mirre over him looking down into his face, trying to get up he realized that he could barely move, and it felt like his head was going to explode, coughing, he spit up a trickle of blood then he collapsed again but still awake, then chuckling in a weak voice he said ?You folks look as if you are looking at the dead, well I am not, so get these darn arrows out of me before I really get mad? then reaching up he grabbed Mirre and gave her a hug, and turning to Lahatha he pulled her head to his and nuzzled her behind the ear, then speaking to both of them said he " Thank you" and gave them both a small kiss.

Then it was time to rest.

Posted by: oldraven 13-Feb-2004, 09:15 PM
((Labban))

The sight of Mac falling stirred Labban, and cleared his mind instantly. Now he felt as the pains in his broken body started to grab his attention, but he withstood them and limped over to his fallen friend. Oh, damn, Mac. What's happened to ye? He muttered under his breath.

He laid there, as The cat carved away at the wound, and The wolf entranced him. A strange sight indeed, but then, MacErca always was a strange lad. A smith who spoke like a Lord, and with all the bravado of a King. But now he was lying, fell by a vile Orc.

At last, something Lahatha said caught his focus, ...and where the hell is the Dragon Master?.... Labban looked around, and she was nowhere to be found.

He thought the worst, and started running about the carnage for a sight of her breastplate or cloak. Nothing. But he did find something, footprints of a woman. And they were headed in the very direction he came from. Back down the path.

He looked back at the crowd, and saw Mac struggle to get up. His heart lifted at the sight. ....looking at the dead, well I am not, so get these darn arrows out of me before I really get mad. Labban laughed, but just for a moment.

Mac, stop messin' about. I'm going to go find our missing lassies. Don't leave without me. MacErca chuckled as he watched Labban stick out his tongue and run down the path.

He only ran for about five minutes when he came upon Angel Whitefang Rider, chosen by the Draconian Council for gods know what. Where did you get off to? You missed one heck of a hack n' slash. ((OOC wink.gif )) But when he looked, he saw blood on her armour. Or maybe you didn't.

Oh, I did. When I saw you run into the clearing, WITHOUT Celeste, it all started to come together. I was told we had a traitor in our midst.

How could you SAY that? She was one of our company. Our friend. She fed you, for Groks sake. She would never turn on us, let alone hurt one of us. He was furious.

She simply pulled her cloak back, and showed him the wound that had shed the blood. Oh realy? I haven't been wounded by an orc for decades. That still holds true. She pulled her cloak back forward and walked straight past him, back up the path to the battle ground.

Labban just stood there with his head down. He didn't feel betrayed. She held him back, and then asked him to stay when the battle started. She tried to save me. He simply felt as though his love was ripped out with his heart, and nothing felt right in his world.

He slowly turned around and started back toward the group. But he stopped, turned and headed back home. After a few steps he stopped once more, turned slowly again, and drug his feet back toward the cave.

Posted by: Aon_Daonna 13-Feb-2004, 10:03 PM
She was slightly taken by surprise as he pulled her into an embrace but she fought the instincts of recoiling and looked down at him gravely.
"We can not pull those arrows without a shaman or mage. You must not fall asleep again. These are soulstealers."
She looked at the others. "Is there a mage or shaman around? If not I will run to find one of my kind. Soulstealers are rare but not uncommon. Many want to ensnare the mighty of the catwarriors for their purposes."
She didn't say that she didn't know if any of her kind would come to help. The fear and resentment were maybe too much.

Posted by: Highlander 14-Feb-2004, 03:57 AM
This battle was over. Highlander surveyed the scene on death and carnage with remembrance in his eyes, 383 dead ORCS or should he still think of them as dead KIN. Fallen warriors from the olde hills of home from the Highlands. Men he had once fought beside with lead unto their death by evil sorcery and the Highlanders true mission was revealed, he must avenge his people, yes even those that lay here today must be avenged, for until this is done he the first King of Scotland, Alpin the 1st can never rest. 5000 years he has wondered this earth, never at home until he arrived in the land of Scotia, and finally long ago became it King, and to become that King making a deal with the "devil" to protect Scotland forever, and this is how this evil being kept it's word, by changing the brave warriors of the Scots, both men and women into these hideous creatures we have fought and killed here today. For a moment tears weld up in the Highlanders eyes, but only for a moment, for then he spied Mac lying wounded upon the ground, and looking at the other he saw there where others of the Clan of many colors also wounded, he went to see if he could help....

Posted by: Liriel Baenre Do'Urden 15-Feb-2004, 05:59 PM
Liriel stood by with her Master and watched as the cat warrior spoke of getting a mage or shaman. Drizzt gently nugged Liriel toward Mac. She look at him with fear shaking her head. Drizzt strongly forced Liriel toward Mac again. She sighed and walked forward.

"I can help, I am a priestess." She knelt down next to Mac and started to pray. She held her medallion and chanted softly. The arrows started to slowly move out of Mac's body. The wounds were still there but the arrows were removing themselves.

As the finally arrow expelled itself, Liriel fell over exhausted. Two massive spells in one day was not a good thing for the mind, spirit and body. She slowly stood up and walked over to Drizzt and leaned heavily on him.

Just a little rest and I will be strong again she thought. Liriel walked a few paces away under two large oak trees. She laid down and curled into a ball. Her eyes heavy with fatigue and slowly closed. She would sleep about half the day and would be ready for another adventure.

Drizzt check to see if there was anything he could do. But in the end only the Master Healer could help. He walked over to his apprentice and sat down to watch over her.

Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 17-Feb-2004, 01:52 AM
walking back towards the cave Rider sees the Master healer hard at work on Mac who seems to have been injured badly. Hiding her wound under her cape she walks towards the others, not a bit bothered by the carnage that surrounds them all.
Leaning against a tree but close enough to hear what is being said I close my eyes and replay the scene of what happened between Celeste and I..

seeing Labban dash back towards the cave without Celeste I run to where he left her. She is leaning over a pool of water talking to a Dragon.
"Yes, Master the Orcs have begun their attack."
"Good, things are going according to plan, li'l one now have you killed the young man yet?"
"No Master, I have not been able to do that yet." Celeste hangs her head slightly
"YOU FOOL! YOU HAVE FALLEN IN LOVE WITH HIM WHEN YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO KILL HIM, KILL HIM before THE SUN SETS OR I WILL KILL YOU !!"


Stepping out frombehind the brush a twig snaps under my foot alerting them to my presence.

"Some one comes! " with that celeste jumps up from the pool as the dragons image fades. Spinning around she sees me standing but a few feet from her. Her eyes glow red with anger.

"How much did you hear Dragon Master?" she sneers
"Enough to know you are the traitor in our midst and enough to know WHO your Master is!"
Shock on Celestes face gave way again to her anger, grabbing her boot dagger Celeste lunges towards me. Blocking her hand with my staff I spin away from her.
"You DO NOT want to do this Celeste!"
"I will Kill you Dragon Master."
she seethed
"No Lass, you won't no one has been able to do it yet and you will not succeed in Killing Labban either." standing in one spot I did not notice the vines starting to grow around my feet, as celeste lunged again I tried to move to the right and feel on my back. Celeste landed on my chest, pinning my arms to the ground. Laughing evilly she waves the dagger in front of my face.

"Poisioned tipped Dagger, you will fall to this Dragon Master!" Plunging it deep into my shoulder she laughs and twists it.
"You will not have Labban nor my master!" hearing some one approach Celeste jerks out the dagger, splitting more of the skin, leaps off and runs quickly off into the woods the same direction from which we came. Laying on the ground for a few seconds I gather my breath and grumble
" Damn that hurt, the little wench! I'll have her Head for this!"
Standing and looking towards the way she ran Labban steps up to my side and sees the blood.
"Where did you get off to? You missed one heck of a hack n' slash. Or maybe you didn't"
"Oh, I did. When I saw you run into the clearing, WITHOUT Celeste, it all started to come together. I was told we had a traitor in our midst." Looking at him

"How could you SAY that? She was one of our company. Our friend. She fed you, for Groks sake. She would never turn on us, let alone hurt one of us. He was furious."
Raising an eyebrow at him I simply pulled my cloak back, and showed him the wound that had shed the blood.
"Oh really? I haven't been wounded by an orc for decades."
That still holds true. I pulled my cloak back forward and walked straight past him, back up the path to the battle ground.

Bringing myself back to the present I see the commotion still going on.
How the hell could he think that? Goddess, If only he had seen her, she had been possessed! What does it matter he would never believe me anyway. slipping down to sit against the tree the blackness begins to take over. I hear the voices of my greatest Friends and Alies calling my name.

Posted by: 3Ravens 17-Feb-2004, 02:53 AM
Highlander looked over the field. Labban had gone after Rider and Cel, Druzzit was watching over his apprentice, Aaidewin was totally unharmed and looking very selfsatisfied, the wolf sisters and the catwoman were in uneasy alliance near Mac......Where was Josie?
"Has anyone seen the Master Healer?" He began to quickly walk among the piles of dead Orcs. "Josie! Where be ye, lass?"
He thought he heard something..."Hush, all o'ye!" Silence fell. "Josie!" Concern was on the faces of his companions. He caught a muffled thread of sound, and followed it to a small pile of dead Orcs.
Orc bodies began to fly in all directions. At the bottom of the pile was a particularly large and ugly brute. Highlander heaved him away to reveal Josie beneath, disheveled and somewhat squashed. She rose and began brushing herself off as Highlander heaved a sigh of relief.
"Pheeeweg! What a stench! That one never had a bath in his life! Thank you Highlander. It's been many a year since I was last called a lass! The liquified brain spell is very effective, but one should be careful that the victim does not fall on you. After I was trapped by the first one, all I could do was wait for others to come within range so I could blast them. How many did I account for?"
Highlander counted apparently unharmed but very dead Orcs. "Eleven, little one."
"It's also been a long time since this short round woman was called little one! Is everyone else all right?"
Highlander took her to where Mac lay on the ground. The two black arrows lay near him.
"Ugh, Soulstealers! Evil things! Nobody touch them. I'll deal wth them later. I don't suppose any of the horses are anywhere near, are they? Well, I'll make do with what's in my belt pouch for now."
A small jar of ointment appeared, along with a packet of dried leaves. Some of the leaves were crumbled and mixed with the ointment. "Mac? I need to force some of this into the wounds. It won't be pleasant, I'm afraid."
"Do what you must. I've seen the corruption caused by Orc arrows." Mac's grip on Lahatha's silver fur tightened as Josie did her work as gently as possible. Only when she was finished and the wounds were dressed with clean linen did he allow himself to relax into unconsciousness.
"Now to deal with the Soulstealers." Josie held out cupped hands and closed her eyes. A ball of pale blue fire grew in her hands. She held it over the arrows and opened her hands. The ball of fire floated slowly down. When it touched the arrows, it quietly disappeared, taking the arrows with it.
"Most of the flash and sizzle in magic isn't necessary." she said wryly to Highlander, noticing his bemused expression. "It's just there to impress the public. Now, who else needs treating?"
After offering help to Drizzit (which was declined with thanks). putting some of the leaf ointment on Ladaerwen(and convincing her not to lick it off), and checking the others, Josie relaxed, but only for a moment. Rider came striding into the clearing, blood on her clothing. "Rider! What happened to you?"


Posted by: Angel Whitefang (Rider) 17-Feb-2004, 12:45 PM
"Rider! What happened to you?"
smiling weakly, I look over at my friend.
"Celeste gave me a going away present, Poisioned Tipped Dagger in the shoulder joint."
"Do you know what kind of poison?"
"No, she did not have the forethought to tell me exactly how she would be killing me, Josie, I will be fine, I need to res......."

falling down into the blackness Rider looses all consciousness as her internal healing process begins.
the blackness begins to fade as other colors start to emerge, the shaman healing wheel lays before me as if a doorway, violet light surrounds it. As I approach it 2 dragons appear and guide methrough the circle, chanting , humming and healing.

Posted by: oldraven 17-Feb-2004, 02:24 PM
((Labban))

When Labban entered the field, no one seemed to notice his arrival. They were all much too busy with seeing to the wounded and trying to get the mess off of them. He looked over at Ladaerwen, who was licking her paws clean. he shuddered. Thank heavens I don't have to to that.

Mac was still leaning against his tree, the drow standing over him while Lahatha kept watch with them.

Mirre was cutting notches into her sticks. Whatever that was about. He had just assumed they were just to keep her claws sharp.

Aaediwen was pacing, back and forth, reciting something to himself. He wiggled his hand in front of his face as he mumbled. He always did that when he was deep in thought, as if he couldn't think without going through the motions of scribing each word. Quirky fellow, that Aaed.

Highlander was walking about, counting and recounting the bodies. The man lived for battle, and he looked now as though he reveled in it. A scary thought, but he was good at it and was on the right side. More importantly, he was on Labban's side.

Then he saw that Rider had fallen down, and Josie was sitting with her head in her lap, chanting and administering herbs to her shoulder. Labban ran over to her side, his body had completely healed itself by now, and fell to his knees. What's happened to her, Josie? It was just a knife wound, she shouldn't be like this.

It was then that he saw Josie was in no mood to speak to him. But she did give him one bit of news. Yer wench used a poisoned blade. Now leave me to my work and my master. He swallowed hard, and stood. As he turned about, he now saw all eyes on him. And no kindness could be found in them.

What? Ye blame me for this? I didn't know. I couldn't have known. Ye blame me? No one answered, but most bowed their heads or looked away. Highlanders eyes remained locked on him. He couldn't breathe.

Labban darted up the path, towards the cave. If I did all this on my own, then let me fix it on my own. He said as he ran. The only reply came from Aaediwen.

Labban, wait.... But he was already on his way, and that wasn't enough to stop him.

Posted by: myriad 17-Feb-2004, 04:14 PM
As MacErca and Ladaerwen lay healing, Lahatha stayed dutifully by their side, watching every movement throughout the camp. When Dragon Master fell to the ground Lahatha's fury returned and her hair stood on end. Without realizing it she let a short snarl and showed her fangs. She looked at Laban, who was looking around at everyone in astonishment and as he turned to tromp off in the direction of the cave, Lahatha realized he mistook her furious appearance as being directed at him. It was nearing the fall of darkness of the full moon and Lahatha peered at Ladaerwen.
"Have you mended sister?"
Lahatha wanted at least a small peice of that trecherous beauties neck. She desired a bit of blood still as well. She would not touch the nasty liquid that oozed from the orc's veins. By utilizing the gift of stealth Lahatha and Ladaerwen possesed it should pose no difficulty to take drops of blood from a humans neck, even while they were living, let alone in thier death. They would be taking human form as was required by the full moon and for the killing a human being. Lahatha bristled with a bit of pleasure and had to restrain the growl of excitement that lodged itself in her throat.
MacErca noticing the change in Lahathas appearance and looked at her.
"It is quite alright MacErca. It seems you will be feeling well again in no time." Lahatha said this with concern and distraction and was looking in the direction of the cave. She looked at Mac and before she could say a word Mac said to her, "Lahatha, do what you must." Again Lahatha looked at Ladaerwen and Ladaerwens eyes flashed a golden green as a bit of the fading light reached them and then returned to black.
The pleasure of the hunt increased as she realized more of the sister she had lost was returning.

Posted by: Nefariel 17-Feb-2004, 05:06 PM
The two sisters silently agreed they would help Labban and murder the treacherous human!
~Lahatha, I feel like I have not contributed much to this battle, and I want to somehow prove allegiance to this group and their mission, after what they have done for me. We will kill Celeste for Highland Castle!~
The sisters smiled, as a glint of playfulness winked in Lahatha's eyes, and one of duty glimmered in Ladaerwen's.
With a short explanation, "We'll be back!" the sisters ran after Labban, Ladaerwen slightly limping.

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