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Post by Slyfoot M'Zors on Dec 9, 2004 18:09:29 GMT -5
Slyfoot padded off through the woods, her steps quick. She didn’t need a map to know which way Highborne was. She had traveled across the lands enough to know almost every path and mountain my heart. The dark night didn’t bother her, as she drew her black hood up about the head. Mumbling beneath her breath, each stride became longer, as her skin became a dark hue of brown. Her eyes lost their red glow as they sucked down to a black color. She panted damp breath as she strode through the forest, her eruditian features making each stride nearly twice the length her elven legs would carry her. Black eyes glistening in the night, she glances behind her shoulder at what she thought were foot steps. She didn’t see anyone, but veils herself in invisibility just incase, dodging through the undergrowth as she weaves through the trees. Sly stops short, and dodges to the side, then swings up into the trees. She was positive she heard footsteps that time. She waited, listening, for her pursuer.
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Post by Keyra on Dec 9, 2004 21:07:39 GMT -5
:: shes stopped, but I can hear her breathing... what a fool I'm at home amongst the trees.:: she thinks to herself as she leaps up into another tree near slyfoot. The branches move slightly as she quickly moves about the treetops around Slyfoot. Finally stopping as she aims her cross bow in the area that she believes Slyfoot to be hiding. Her cloak drops as she fires a bolt into the tree.. her aim not to far off. She recloaks herself then leaps away.
" You know I will get you sooner or later."
Her tuant was met with silence so she thought of more ways to anger her in hopes of drawing her out.
" I herd of the old bats death ... aww how sad.... I bet the troll brothers had their way with her... I wonder how her last hours was spent... did she cry? Did she curse your existance or anger for your lack of courage."
The comments where in fact taking their toll on her. Slyfoot struggled to maintain her calm .. if keyra caught her she would surely be slain, keyra allowed the forest to echo her voice as she took shots in the darkness hoping to hit the enchantress.
" So then Slyfoot .... Do you think Renne felt forgotten in her last hours? What of your sister shes next if I don't get you here."
That comment broke through to her as she made a slight peep trying to contain her rage. Keyra smiled as she knew her preys location.
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Post by Keyra on Dec 10, 2004 17:01:22 GMT -5
Keyra takes aim with her crossbow and shoots into the darkness.Slyfoot ducks as the bolt flys over her head.
:: V'talin,she thinks, she knows where I am.::
She flattens herselflow against the tree branch and concentrates on her breating, slow, soundless.
" I know your out here Slyfoot.... " Letting her voice echo into the woods. Slyfoot remains plastered to the tree.... soundless.
:: What do I do... she won't give up ...how am I going to get out of this... maybe she will run out of bolts::
Again another bolt sails over her wizzing by her shoulder.
" Your...... " mother" wasn't so cowardly."
Struggeling to maintain her calmness " Leave my mother outta this.... v'talin."
:: you won't make that mistake again , you won't lose to your rage. Keep it together Sly. ::
A smile comes across Keyra's face as her adversary made a noise that she detected. She leaps to another branch and fires again at the sound this time. This time the bolt hits Slyfoot in the leg. Sly grits her teeth stiffeling a grunt.
" I bet you didn't expect to found so quickly did ya?"
Desperately thinking Slyfoot aims a charm spell on Keyra her spell of invisiblity drops. Keyra's lost control of her arms and legs as she gazed at Slyfoot in erudite form.
" Your.... not ... a .... teir.. dal"
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Post by Keyra on Dec 10, 2004 20:53:08 GMT -5
Slyfoot eases herself out of the tree slowly while eyeing the girl.
" No... dear elf, I am a messenger for the govener, tuaght to protect myself. Sly made sure to keep her blue hair hidden by her hood. The control of her body was starting to fade.
" I'm looking for a Teir'dal that came this way."
" I thought I herd someone following me so thats why I jumped up in the tree."
" Well you came from the same area as the filth... please tell me your name ma'am."
" Yulante Identrail."
" Well I guess your not her."
" I have not seen the foul creature miss. "
" If you do take caution ... she is wanted for the murder of a human woman and harboring Lycanthropes."
Sly fakes a shocked look. Oh my... and she is loose around here?"
" Indeed she is. "
" Where?.... my word and I am injured now what if she should get me?" Slyfoot was playing the scene very well one thing she learned to perfect of the years.She had gained complete control of the situation Keyra has now dropped her gaurd now.
" I can bandage that up for you.. if you wish." Keyra reaches into her pouch and pulls out a bandage. Sly quickly thinks of where her daggers and where she had them positioned .. none on that leg.
" If you would be so kind."
" Sure ... I'm sorry for the misunderstanding."
" Its quite alright my dear hunting a dangerous murderer like that can be nerve wracking."
Slyfoot is careful to keep her hood up as Keyra starts to bandage her leg.
" Lucky for you those was not poison bolts "
Sly gulps ".... yes .... indeed."
" They are with my fellow hunters we are about to attack the Lycanthrope that we have been following."
" The lycanthrope is hear!!" gasps in mock fear.
" Yes at a small camp with some weaklings ... we will get them shortly."
" I sure don't feel safe anymore."
" Don't travel at night."
" I don't have a choice.. where am I suppose to go now?" making her eyes well up with tears as she looks to Keyra.
" I can take you as far as Highpass."
" But what of the Lycanthrope .. aren't you gonna destroy it?"
" We are pacing her.. to see where she is traveling."
" So you not going to kill it?"
" Oh we are going to.. My mentor believes that she is heading to more of her kinda or more simpathetic to her."
" Thats not a good prospect." Sly eases herself faking pain. " I don't think I can travel like this."
" Well what would you have me do?"
" Do you have a place I can rest for awhile ... I hate to bother you."
" Yes .. its just over there." Keyra leads her back to her camp.
" You are such a kind young girl."
" I try hard to be."
Before long the reach the camp.only one other hunter was there. Slyfoot sits across from the hunter.
" Your too kind. my I have your name? I will tell the governor of your good actions this night."
" Keyra Windleaf"
" A beautiful name. I won't bother you any longer dear, please kill those vile creatures."
" We shall ..."
Sly nods then looks at the other hunter he was getting up to join Keyra.
" Good luck my dear..... Be safe."
The two remaining hunters leave to join the group watching the other camp.Sly winces in mock pain as they departed.
" Keyrla dear I know your busy but could you tell me if you have any willow bark?"
" Its Keyra"
" Oh sorry dear, yes Keyra
" If we do it would be in the tent lemme look you are welcome to it."
The other hunter heads out leaving keyra and Slyfoot.
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Post by Belladonn on Dec 13, 2004 12:50:39 GMT -5
Oh well tried to join in... good luck
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Post by Slyfoot M'Zors on Dec 13, 2004 13:26:34 GMT -5
( Picking up from A hunters call Reply #57 ) Slyfoot hurriedly dashed about the camp, then wrote out a note to the “governor on a piece of partchment, roled it up and threw it out just beyond the camp in the direction Keyra left in, hoping she would stumble upon it on her way back. She glanced over all the hunters belongings and quickly took in any information she could gather. But not long afterwards she heard foot steps, two sets coming from opposite directions. She dashed back out of the tent and sat by the fire again, making sure her Eruditien guize was still fresh, she let out a fake moan as rubbed her injured leg. “Um, Ma’am, I couldn’t find….oh wait, is this it?” Keyra picks up the parchment Sly had throw in the path way. “Oh yes, there it is me dear. Oh you’re a wonder. I was so worried.”<br> Keyra hands her the parchment. Not to worry. How is your leg?”<br> Just then… (Balladon, by all means, please do join in)
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Post by Keyra on Dec 14, 2004 19:25:43 GMT -5
"Keyra come quickly they got two of us"
the hunter comes barreling over the hill nearly out if breath. Slyfoot and Keyra look to him in wonder.
" What's wrong.. you guys shouldn't be messing wth them yet."
" Well they got bored I guess and tried to have some fun."
" Well miss please stay here while I take care of this matter."
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