Tales of Brightvale

AnaSnow · #31 10th October 2006, 06:06 PM

(Sorry for the delay...been catching up on school work)

Blaire listened intently. She heard branches snapping all around her. At first, she followed each sound's direction, but she soon caught on to what was happening. She realized that they were trying to throw her off track. After losing sight of them for a few moments, Blaire suddenly heard someone struggling. She quickly headed for their direction. By the time she reached the area the sound was coming from, her target had already resumed running. She noticed that the one wrapped in a cloak seemed to be running alone. Blaire decided that if she couldn't get Ellendryle, she would go for this mysterious friend. From the start, Blaire knew that once they reached the ruins her pursuit for the day would have to end, until she could get some help.

Txeagle · #32 11th October 2006, 10:47 AM

*Delon still running didn't have any idea that the people pursuing them was going after him. He kept on running and was trying to find a good idea.*

CayiroRedemption · #33 11th October 2006, 01:40 PM

*Cayiro pauses again, spinning about and coming to a full stop as she, too, listens to the noises in the woods. Being skilled in the ways of both the hunt, and the chase, she can tell that their pursuer has caught onto her attempts to throw her off their trail. ...She closes her eyes, listening to the tumult of sounds crashing through the thick woods. Fallen leaves crunch loudly with each footstep, both to her left, where Delon and Ellendryle are, and to her right, where their huntress comes from.

Knowing that Ellen could not be causing such a racket, as she has known Ellen for a very, very long time and knows that the half-elf knows how to travel in a hurry through the woods, she once again makes a mental note to give that Delon guy a piece of her mind. If he isn't working for the enemy, then he is surely inexperienced in the matter of running for one's life.

Cayiro turns her attention to Blaire's position once more. She could continue running, true, the ruins are within a stone's throw now, but Ellen will have her hands full with the inexperienced man who follows her. The last thing they need is an army of black horsemen gathering around what is possibly the only entrance to those ruins.

Making her decision quickly, Cayiro continues to stand where she is, waiting literally until Blaire can see her standing there. Cayiro turns toward Blaire, giving her a smile and a wink, before taking off at a full run -away- from the ruins and up the nearby hill. With any luck, the would-be assassin will give chase to the one she can actually see rather than follow a cold trail through the forest.

Leaping aside bushes, bounding through an icy stream and onto the wide, low rocks of the far bank, wet footprints would hold traces of blood from the scratches on Cayiro's feet. Moving without hesitation through the underbrush, Cayiro's bare feet are taking quite some abuse, but she doesn't seem to be phased by the pain, moving at speed despite the droplets of blood that can be found whenever she crosses a hard surface.*

AnaSnow · #34 11th October 2006, 05:44 PM

Blaire's frustration grew when the cloaked figure smiled and winked at her. She thought aloud, "That hooded creature, I'll get you." She kept her in sight and began to follow. Blaire was thrilled that they weren't headed towards the ruins. She figured capturing one of them was better than nothing. The figure's track was easy to follow as her feet seemed to be leaving a trail of blood. Blaire had decided that when she was in range of her aim, she would throw her sword at the creature's feet in hopes of forcing it to fall. "Just a little closer now," Blaire convinced herself.

CayiroRedemption · #35 11th October 2006, 05:53 PM

*Cayiro has no intentions on being captured. In fact, the injuries don't seem to be slowing her down at all. She races onward, actually managing to put some distance between herself and Blaire. A smile comes to her lips, knowing that she is leading their huntress away from the hiding location of the other two. Her hands fumble at the clasp of her cloak as she moves, freeing it from her shoulders as she tops the next hill and spins about, stopping cold and turning to face Blaire.

Cayiro drops the pack she carries to the ground along with her sandals and her cloak. She lowers her head slightly, and from her back, those folded, feathery, blue things that have been folded flush all this time stretch skyward. Wings. Those that an angel would normally possess. She stands there, waiting for Blaire to top the hill, hoping to at least frighten her into fumbling her weapon, if not scaring her off altogether with the presence of her sixteen foot wingspan. Just to be sure, she quickly fishes a dagger from the holster around her ankle and takes a defensive stance, and waits.*

AnaSnow · #36 11th October 2006, 06:17 PM

Blaire, running out of breath and wishing she were riding Flyer, trudges up to the hill top. She is stunned by the sight in front of her. She lets out a quick gasp and drops her sword. Realizing she wasn't chasing an elf and trying to regain her composure, she quickly picked up her sword. Blaire made a mental note of about how long the creatures wing span was. She noted some other brief details and quickly ran in the opposite direction, where she would soon return to Flyer and head back to the headquarters with her new findings.

CayiroRedemption · #37 11th October 2006, 06:26 PM

*Watching as Blaire retreats, Cayiro exhales sharply and shakes her head. Quickly refolding her wings to her back, she reclaims her cloak, pulling it on, as well as her pack and sandals, pauses to shove the dagger back into its holster in her ankle, and waits until Blaire is out of both view and eyesight.

With the coast clear, Cayiro makes her way quickly and silently through the woods, taking careful care not to leave a single footprint or break and twigs, anything that would mark her trail. She circles the ruins and approaches from the north, rather than the south, walking part of the way through the stream in order to throw off hounds who may be used to get her scent, as hounds can't follow a scent that is washed away.

Indeed, it would be fully an hour later when Cayiro would finally reach the ruins, moving forward in silence to stand behind Delon and Ellendryle, listening to them, wondering if she's been missed. It isn't until she lets her sandals drop to the ancient stone that she would be noticed.*

Ellendryle of Sunrising · #38 11th October 2006, 08:03 PM

*Unaware of Cayiro's leading their persuer on a wild angel chase, Ellendryle continues to make her way towards the ruins, her small height (5'4") helping her to make her way thru the thick brush. Turning once and seeing, Delon following a bit awkwardly, she nods. * "We have to get to the ruins!" *she calls softly. Ahead the hill rises sharply the bare rock black against the dry brush and bits of crumbling stonework that can be seen. Carefully, Ellendryle looks at the stonework, hunting for something but not seeing anything resembling a door or way inside. *

*Motioning Delon to stay down out of sight behind the brush, the half-elf works her way left, around the largest of the squared blocks noting that something is carved in it. Kneeling down, she traces it as a shiver slides down her back, for the figure is not unknown to her. Dropping her pack, she reaches deep into it, pulling out a small item wrapped in the soft wool. Unwrapping it, she holds it to the light and compares the two. The brooch with the black horse is the same as that engraved in the block of worn stone... Her fist tightens hard enough to for the pin to lance into her hand, drawing blood. How much were they responsible for- these Dark Horsemen? Not only were her parents slain many years ago but these who had lived here in this keep and valley.. Looking harder, she can see the marks where swords and lance had impacted the stone, they were almost weathered away by now but still can be seen by a knowing eye. Ellendryle stands, rewraps the brooch and places it in her beltpouch, her hand stinging a bit from the pain. She hefts her pack and returns to where Delon stands and waits, not aware of anyone else nearby until the soft thump of Cayiro's sandels hits the stone. Whirling she swings her staff but manages to stop before causing any damage to her friend*

"Cayiro- ye ken better then to sneak up on me! Ye could hae been killed!!" *The fear in Ellendryle's voice made her speak louder and higher then normal* "The dark horsemen were here some years ago.. how long I cannae tell. We have to find a way inside.."

*Turning to Delon* "Do you know these ruins? Any idea of how to get in.."

Txeagle · #39 12th October 2006, 11:01 AM

Yeah I have some idea. Actuall lets wait for your friend a bit then we can go in. Might be a better idea.

CayiroRedemption · #40 12th October 2006, 02:04 PM

*Cayiro glances to Delon, raising an eyebrow slightly as his comment of waiting on her. She clears her throat and speaks softly* "I'm sorry, Elle. I didnae mean to fright ye. I led our pursuer off in another direction. Unfotunately, I was forced to ...unviel myself... much as it were, to frighten her away. I fear she'll be back with others."

*She adjusts her cloak around her shoulders, careful not to let Delon see her wings. Even if her secret has already been revealed to the enemy, there is no need to let everyone know about it. Cayiro exhales again, seating herself on the cold stone and investigating the wounds on her feet from running the gauntlet of the woods barefoot. Blood pools on the rock below her feet, not a large amount, but still, the blood is there, and she has left spots of blood where she has walked across the stone. She turns her attention to Ellen, watching her for a long moment, before speaking softly to Delon* "So, ye have an idea on how to get inside? Or shall I start poking about as well?"