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Post by Kassdc on Jun 10, 2008 6:09:32 GMT 10
Ingwe nodded at Anarane, "I don't know about hers, but Arcamenel is a tad spoiled thanks to my baby sister always bringing him sweets. I was planning on heading back to town this evening to take Cally back. We could lead you if you like.."
Arcamenel watched the cat in the tree for a minute. The feline is getting restless, perhaps leaving soon would be a good idea.
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Post by Anjan on Jun 10, 2008 6:55:08 GMT 10
Indeed Caída was growing more then a little bored now that her stomach was filled with the meat of the buckling. She cleaned herself up, cat-style, and looked at what remained of the feast before her. There was meat left upon the carcass, not much but a few pounds at least. She debated with herself to leave it where it was for a later meal, but realised after just a few moments that she would probably not return to this particular place in time to enjoy the meal before it spoiled. With grace she got up on all four paws and gave the carcass a good tug to get it loose from the branch she was standing on. With a crashing thump it hit the ground below the tree. Her agile, speckled body followed it with ease and she stared with the golden edged green eyes upon the collection of elves and elvish steeds. Her keen white tipped ears caught the word town and her mind worked slowly around the word, trying to remember its meaning. Slowly it came back to her, sunken back into the far part of her mind the word suddenly made sense.
She lifted her head and pondered if the town would hold something to break her dreary way of living. For she was set on changing a bit of her life – for a time at least. A low purr erupted from her, or rather a purring sound that was at least not threatening.
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Post by Kassdc on Jun 10, 2008 7:17:04 GMT 10
Arcamenel regarded the cat now, she was begining to peak his curiosity. Something about her smelled different. As much as he wanted to investigate what was up with the feline he left her be, she had thus far left them be and he didn't want to make her feel threatened by walking up on her. If he could have laughed he would when he heard what he could only assume was a purr as it was like the sound that the little ginger cat that Idril kept made. I think the cat is amused friend, either way her mood has changed drastically, now don't make an ass of yourself again. Ingwe looked at Arcamenel, "Tessa lle lambe Arcamenel. Amin tessa kai thar he sii'. "
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Post by emily on Jun 10, 2008 13:23:23 GMT 10
Andowen glanced at Sayu who bobbed his head. "Thankyou Ingwe, we would appriciate that." Andowen took a deep breath, going back to town, she remembered the last time she was there, all thoes years ago. That was a disaster. With some luck though, the same people wont be there still. She may be able get what she needed and get back out straight away. There was a sudden thump from the trees, Andowen looked over to see the cat climbing down the tree and landing gracefully next to the buckling, or what was left of the buckling. She looked back at Sayu and saw him edging towards the sweets. "Sayu, what are you doing?" She asked him with a slight grin. "Well, it smells nice. I just wanted to know what it was, thats all." He replied sounding sheepish. Andowen laid a hand on his sholder. She looked up at the sun and counted the hours till sunset. Town she thought with a shudder.
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Post by Yankee on Jun 10, 2008 13:39:10 GMT 10
Thoril urged his large black war horse onward. The stallion's large black hooves pounded on the ground as he thundered down the path. He looked around trying to remember his surroundings, he was supposed to be staying with the Duke for a few weeks in Daism. He was obviously a noble, and was dressed for the part. He wore fine clothes, carefully stiched and new leather riding boots that almost reached his knee. He wore a fine cloak that had a coat of arms displayed on the back.
He heard some people talking and steered his horse over towards the group. There were humans, unicorns, and elves. He had a strong distrust of the elven kind since they had slain the Royal Family. "You there!" He barked at the group."Can you tell me if this is the right road towards Daism?" He asked roughly. He said eying the elves carefully, slowly reaching for his dagger at his belt.
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Post by Azura Rose on Jun 10, 2008 17:42:03 GMT 10
Cally caught the treats deftly and grinned like mad, fishing out a handful and holding her palm out, giggling as the unicorns lipped the treats from her hand.
Cally spun around as Thoril spoke, her short chestnut hair fanning out. "Every road leads to Daism, unless of course you head the wrong way." She grinned. Noticing his attire she curtsied slightly, never one to forget her manners around nobles. She had seen too many people whipped and beaten for not paying the right attention to one. She rested her hand on the shoulder of the nearest unicorn (not sure who it is). "What brings you to Daism Sir Knight?" She asked curiously.
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Post by Yankee on Jun 10, 2008 21:45:13 GMT 10
Thoril nodded slightly acknowledging the young girl, she was much more polite than he would've expected. "Well, I have some business with the Duke." He said, his attention darting to the unicorn. "I've never seen a real unicorn up close..." He muttered softly.
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Post by emily on Jun 10, 2008 21:59:52 GMT 10
Andowen smiled at Sayu who was eyeing off Callys treats "Oh go on then, get them while you can" The sound of heavy hooves reached Andowens ears, she looked to the direction of the noise and saw a man and his steed riding towards them. Her hand flew to her dagger and Sayu, who was about to approch Cally, trotted back to Andowen and stood slightly in front of her with his head down and snorted. His voice made Andowen feel uneasy, he commanded much respect with the voice, yet didnt seem to return the favour. Unsure of what to do next, Andowen started looking for an exit, if there was need to fight she wanted nothing to do with it. She was taken aback when Cally stood and made a slight bow to the man. "If this turns ill Sayu, we cannot involve ourselves." She told the unicorn. "I know." Was his only response.
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Post by Yankee on Jun 10, 2008 22:41:30 GMT 10
Thoril noticed the elf and her unicorn who moved in front of her to protect her, they seemed anxious. He removed his hand from the hilt of his dagger, hoping it would ease the tension.
"Rest easy, I have no conflict with you." He said slowly, making sure that they understood him. He had heard that they were dumb, and wicked creatures. Growing up as a noble, he had been told bedtime stories of how the elves slew Caleb and Crystal and kidnapped their daughter.
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Post by emily on Jun 10, 2008 23:26:46 GMT 10
Andowen eyed the man for a moment longer then slowly lowered her hand from her dagger. "Forgive me, sir, you startled me. Conflict is not within my nature at any rate, only when I have a need to defend myself. I am Andowen, and this is Sayu." Andowen said. "Even though i dont trust him, or know him, I suppose there is nothing wrong with being polite, right?" She asked Sayu. "Indeed." Sayu replied as he took a step towards the man and his horse and sniffed the air. After a moment he decided that there was nothing really wrong with this man, apart from the fact that he spooked him. Sayu looked over to Cally and pricked up his ears in the hope for some sweets.
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Post by Anjan on Jun 11, 2008 0:49:05 GMT 10
A low growl trickled through her throat as she realised her attention had been diverted. Hooves thundered over the ground, heavy ones very unlike the slender fall of the mystical beasties. Inhuman eyes fixed upon the black beast of war and its rider. She felt ambushed, not attacked but unprepared. The black tip tail slashed the air and her body was ready to move. She was quit okay with the elves; she had naught against them or their kind in truth. For elves had no love for voskons, but most respected them as beings of this world just as everything else. But humans, especially this kind that showed with every move that they were superior to all else they looked upon, was usually trouble in one way or another. Of course this human did not know that she was one of the changing people, but question was how he would react to such an exotic creature as a Leopard in the middle of this temperate forest. Her instincts told her to flee, for a fight would not be worth whatever price she would have to pay. But at the same time he had not noticed her yet and thus he might think her a beast of the elves ownership - a tame exotic creature. This was far more logic then she usually put into her thinking, but today was a day quite unlike others. She ignored the instincts of the beastie and played the part of being just a big old housecat, hoping that she would pull it off well enough. She stretched out her spotted body to its full length and yawned before approaching the elves in a very housecat like manner.
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Post by Yankee on Jun 11, 2008 3:13:06 GMT 10
The black horse saw the predator and shifted uncomfortably. Thoril kept the strong war horse under control. "Easy there Jordan." He said smoothly until the horse settled down. Even after it continued to eye the big cat nervously.
Thoril looked at the elves, "You elves sure do keep a wide variety of animal companions." He said examining the large feline. He thought back to the stories about their strange dark magic.
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Post by Kassdc on Jun 11, 2008 5:25:37 GMT 10
Arcemenel eyed the man on the horse but quickly turned his attention to the cat. Arcemenel had heard the elves speak of how the humans treated voskons, they would sooner slay them for their hides. He watched her come near them acting nonchalant as if she belonged with them. He walked over and snuffed her and stood behind her as if he had no reason to be around her than he was used to her presence. He turned to Ingwe and shook his head Act as if she belongs here, give the human no reason to suspect.
Ingwe looked at the human and looked to Arcamenel before looking into the eyes of the cat, "We elves get along with many animals, she decided to accompany us today on our journey. She enjoys our travels." He looked down at her hoping she wouldn't think he was demeaning her. Despite the qualms he had with her earlier, she had left them in one piece and he had no desire to see the human take a notion to slay her.
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Post by emily on Jun 11, 2008 11:33:16 GMT 10
Sayu watched as Arcemenel walked over to the cat then looked back to human "I think this human is somewhat alarmed by the cat. Relax more, make yourself seem at ease with the cat" He told Andowen, she looked at the cat and saw that it had moved closer to the group, there was so much knowing in thoes eyes. "But of course good sir you would never have visited an elven forrest, there the animals are all at ease around us elves, they feel safe in our presence." Andowen told the human, hoping that he had never been into an elven forrest, true that it had been many many years since she was there herself. She just had to hope that the human wouldnt pick up on that.
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Post by Yankee on Jun 11, 2008 11:54:35 GMT 10
He looked at the female elf, she had a certain grace but he knew that they were a dangerous folk. "Well, your people have banned mine from entering your precious forest." He added with a hint of venom. "And yet, we continue to allow your sorts throughout our kingdom." He said coldly.
"Well I must bid you all a farewell, I must be off if I plan to reach the Duke's home at a decent hour." He said as he wheeled Jordan around and back onto the bath before he tapped the horse with his heels setting him off into a nice and easy stride.
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