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Got to love the buny. 98% of the teenage population will try, does, or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2% who hasn't, copy & paste this into your signatureYou never know how much you really believe anything utill its truth or falsehood becomes a matter of life or death to you---C.S. Lewis
We learn more by looking for the answers to a question and not finding it that we do frm learning the answer it self.----Book of Three
(*hugs Elle* I assume we're going from a point where Cay and Ellen know each other, as usual? Or what have ye in mind, m'friend? I dunno, I'll just hop in.)
*As Ellen continues down the path, she is perhaps unaware of someone coming in her direction. Upon rounding the bend in the path, Ellen would be confronted by a cloaked figure, leaning against a tree, blocking her way. Her hood is down at least, revealing pale skin and diamond eyes staring at her. Blonde hair plays in the wind as Cayiro stands, watching Ellen in silence. Beneath her cloak, her arms are crossed as she stands, watching, waiting for some reaction from the other.*
((Txeagle, just post and enjoy.. no formal order here..
Just a couple of notes, things in * * denote actions; " " words; and ~ ~ thoughts in my case I dinnae know what you chose to use.. thanks.. ))
*The trail at least didn't look too traveled to Ellendryle walked along it, trying to move quickly and quietly. ~At least I'll hear of any horsemen if they follow.. I should be able to make it to the village by sunset..~ *quickens her pace a bit, as the trail turns and bends around several large oak trees and the sun glitters off of the hair of someone standing waiting..* "Who in all of... only a few know where I live.. " *she continues toward the cloaked figure, stopping out of weapons reach, noticing that the stranger had neither bow nor spear* "Good day.. " *she does not recognize Cayiro at first, and her hand tightens on the oaken staff she carries*
*Delon was siting under a tree when he heard voices in the distance. Because he was an elf he could move quietly through the forest. He walked silently over to where he heard the voices. He saw the hooded figure in the road. He griped his sword he carried but didn't do any thing and stayed behind the bush.*
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Got to love the buny. 98% of the teenage population will try, does, or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2% who hasn't, copy & paste this into your signatureYou never know how much you really believe anything utill its truth or falsehood becomes a matter of life or death to you---C.S. Lewis
We learn more by looking for the answers to a question and not finding it that we do frm learning the answer it self.----Book of Three
Once at the Headquarters, Blaire entered the office of the head Horseman, Drake. He looked frustrated.
"Good day, Drake."
He brushed off her greeting. "We have to find that half-elf. I don't care what it takes. Talk to all who know her, find her kin, just find her! She is the key to everything."
Blaire was clear on her orders. She hurried back to Flyer and quickly set off toward the village.
*Cayiro glances to Ellen, giving her a smile as she speaks* "Good eve, m'lady." She doesn't yet move, or do anything that may spook Ellen, honestly wondering at this point in time how Ellen will act to her presence.*
Blaire came from a long line of Horsemen. She knew her father was disappointed when he found out he wasn't going to raise a boy. Blaire's mother became very ill soon after she was born and was unable to have any more children. Her father soon began teaching her the ways of the Horsemen. Blaire loved it and she never felt deprived of a "normal" young girl's upbringing. Her father often told her the tale of how he was a part of the group of Horsemen who captured and stole the lives of the great Ellendryle's parents. He passed down the mission of finding Ellendryle and her children down to Blaire. Ellendryle's parents had taken the secret information to their grave and it was up to Blaire to find Ellendryle and get the information from her.
*Delon watches paitently as they stand next to each other. He hears the one in the cloak speak to the other one. He stares waiting for something to happen.*
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Got to love the buny. 98% of the teenage population will try, does, or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2% who hasn't, copy & paste this into your signatureYou never know how much you really believe anything utill its truth or falsehood becomes a matter of life or death to you---C.S. Lewis
We learn more by looking for the answers to a question and not finding it that we do frm learning the answer it self.----Book of Three
*Ellendryle relaxes her grip on the staff and takes a step forward, wondering.. * "C-cayiro? .. " *her voice rises in suprise* "What are ye doing here-- so far from Cliseo? The last time I saw you ye was what-- two, nay closer to three years ago.. " *her voice lowers as the elf looks around , but does not notice anyone nearby * "Did ye pass anyone nearby? " *Suddenly moves closer and gives Cayiro a quick hug, setting her packs down near the trail*
((Cliseo is located in the south, near the South Harbor and is composed mostly of humans although some elves lived there.. more elves lived in the NW, near the forests in Gneria. To the east, near the Pass of Hope's End, lies the Fortress of Leafira. The Dark Horsemen live to the north, beyond the Breakneck Mtns))
*Cayiro gives Ellen a smile as she finally speaks to her, and looks fairly surprised at the hug. She hugs back, however, the shorter woman having to move to her tiptoes in order to place her arms around Ellen's shoulders* "It's good to see ye again, my dear friend!" *She ends the hug, lowering to her sandaled feet once more and glancing around* "I... I came to warn ye, m'friend, but I see I arrived too late. The horsemen struck my home in Cliseo as well. I barely escaped with my life." *She offers out a small piece of black cloth with the raised horsemen symbol on it and frowns* "It would seem that after all these years, they look to strike us again..." *She pauses then, a frown coming to her lips as she looks around once more. She turns abruptly, taking Ellen by the elbow and whispering so softly in the elvish tongue* "Someone is near... let's get going."
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