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OCC: ok well sorry i know i was doing a bit uber but i just did not lik ethe thought of revealing everything to you right now...and because of that staff thing: there is a story behind the fact i can touch it. there is always a reason for such things.

So lets pretend the last post from me wasn't made. (but hey guys, really do you think when i see 3 wood elves coming my way (from a distace of probably one mile) i wouldnt go away? man you must think i'm an uberlamer or something :)

Can we go with the fact that i rushed off as soon as i realize that elsuch rushes in the forest? I mean my character is not blind in fact... ^_^

So would this be allright?

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OOC:The almighty.. ok, the not-so-mighty GM, me(I'm damn proud of it, to), decides that when Hir_Nesta's character saw us coming and heard the arrow hit the tree, he turned his back and made a run for it. I agree with you, it would be utterly rubbish if he didn't hurry as hell.
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OCC: ok thx (but please remind me again if i'm doing somthing wrong (my first rpg :blush: ))

 

IC: "Hmm, how did they hear me?" Seraph thought as he watched the elves strifing through the forest. Fast enough he realized the danger, packed his stuff and ran the hell of his legs.

"Lucky me.." he thought as he heard the impact of the arrow in the tree he' been sitting in a few seconds ago.

But still, he was in danger. Suddenly he reminded of a cave in the swamps near the ocean and was now heading towards it. It was a good hidden cave, not good enough for an Wood elvs skills but still enough to rest a bit from the run.

And still he heard behind him the followers.

"No my dear" he mumbled to himself as he watched the staff for a second. "they won't get you..."

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OOC: So I'll assume I'm still on the ground. Or something.

 

IC:

 

Eiade saw movement off in the distance. She jumped from the ground and her hands grabbed onto a treebranch. She pulled herself up and climbed up to the highest point of the tree.

"Shi'fass!" The nighteye spell illuminated the forested valley before her, where she located the quarry.

"There!" She said, pointing to the south. "Someone runs up the hill, a several hundred paces ahead!" She jumped down to the ground. "However, if we pursue him, there is a sizable chance that we will not find him. He is quite far ahead of us. He must've seen us coming. He's going south, so that probably means he's headed for the bitter coast, or any of the coastal villages to use transportation. What do you guys want to do? Make your decision quick, every second we delay, he gets farther away."

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"Leave him, he won't bother us anymore, atleast not for now", said Élsúch and watched the dark forest. "Let's go back." He turned around and left. Tarkél stood there for a second or two, then turned around and started walking. "Coming?", he asked Eiade.
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Deep breathing he reached the Cave he would use for his sleep. Carefully he looked into it. "Nothing here...good"

 

Short after arriving he fell into a deep sleep after laying down on the plain rocks which was disturbed only by a roaming rat which found a really fast and awful death.

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Eiade joined the other two and headed back to the camp. She was glad that they weren't pursuing him. She was tired of fighting, and wanted some rest and peace. The three of them arrived back at camp.

 

The stew was done. It smelled quite good. She pulled a few leaves the size of plates off of a nearby tree (the meal was more of a paste than liquid (kind of like oatmeal), so plates would work.). "Who's hungry?"

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"Real food, I haven't eaten anything except dry bread for the last four days", said Tarkél and grabbed one of the leaves. "Smells great, why don't you.. Where'd he go?" Tarkél turned around and watched the camp. Élsúch was nowhere to be found. "Ah well, his loss", Tarkél muttered and turned against the stew again, it was getting quite cold in the forest, but the warmth from the fire and the smell of the food made him feel a bit happier. "And", he thought to himself, "the company is great"
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Eiade smiled at him. "Now," she said. "Back to our conversation."

"I don't live anywhere in particular, not to say that I'm a wanderer or anything. Most all of the time taverns and bars that I entertain at will give me a free room for the night. Actually I help their business a lot, so most of the owners let me stay for as long as I like. I entertain at night, and mingle with the townfolk during the day. Sometimes I offer training in acrobatics or martial arts to those who will pay. If I ever really want a single place to live for a long period of time, I'll go back to Valenwood. But I've always thought of purchasing a house in the Ascadian Isles. Such a lovely place, with green grassy fields and wonderful wildflowers." She thought to herself for a second. "But I don't expect to do that anytime soon. I simply don't have the money yet. But it's getting there. I might be able to pull it off. Right now I'm just focusing on having fun and meeting new people and going places. You know, some excitement."

 

She poured some of the stew on a leaf for herself, and used her throwing dagger to eat the sauce-smothered chunks of meat. Her throwing daggers were multi-tools for her. She used them for all kinds of things besides marksman throwing.

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