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Eggnog
Posted: Apr 6 2008, 03:42 PM


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Aero stared out into the mist hanging over the silent river. He had hoped that something here might trigger his memory, but no luck. All he could see was mist, water, trees, and grass.

He stood for awhile more, staring blankly out into the river. A fish jumped, making a soft
blooping noise, and startling him out of his thoughts. Frowning, he looked in the direction the noise had come from. Still staring in that direction, he leaned down and picked up a small stone from the ground, weighing it in his hand for a moment. Then he threw it into the river. It made a small "plop" sound, and sank down out of sight.

Aero didn't notice this, since at the "plop" noise, a searing hot pain flashed through his head, making him fall to the ground. He struggled to stay conscious, until the pain became too much, and everything went black.

A small stream trickled by, with insects and small fish darting busily around in it. He watched in fascination as a fish stalked a small water beetle, getting ready to swallow it. Furiously writing in a small red book as he watched, he failed to hear footsteps approaching from behind.

"Why don't you ever play with me? Why are you always playing with those bugs?" The girls voice was petulant, startling him, and making him drop the book. He turned around to see a small girl, around his age, with long blonde hair, highlighted with orange.

"I do play with you," he said, reaching for his book.

"No, you don't, you just watch bugs and write." The girl leaned over and picked up his book. "What do you write in here, anyway?"

"Nothing that would interest you. Just stuff about bugs, like you said. Give it back!" He cried, getting up and starting towards her.

"I don't think I will. Maybe if you didn't have it, you'd pay more attention to me." The girl weighed the book in her hand, looking pensive. Then, before he could stop her, she threw it into the stream. It made a small "plop" sound, and sank down to the bottom of the stream.

"No! Ny'ra!" He yelled. Then a white mist covered everything.


Aero woke suddenly, finding himself flat on the ground. Ny'ra he though. A name. Something to search for. There had never been anything like that in his visions, before.

He sat up, and noticed he felt light headed. He opened his pack, and brought out a small loaf of bread.

ooc: This is my first time role playing here, so sorry if I make any mistakes.


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Arroth
Posted: Apr 12 2008, 06:57 PM


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Hyassa trotted along the road running by the river, her keen black eyes scanning the ground for tracks. So far, she had seen nothing but what would be expected, and that was disappointing. She didn't make money from 'nothing but what would be expected'. The Albae warhorse beneath her snorted impatiently, champing at its bit. She kicked its ribs, and it subsided, though still she could feel its anticipation. It smelled something, or more likely someone. She nudged it forward, knowing its nose was more acute than hers.

"Hunt, Sanagaru."

The huge black beast surged forward eagerly, its nostrils flaring as it followed the scent. Hyassa's face under the hood and veil was flat and expressionless, but inwardly she was smiling with smug satisfaction. Maybe nearly a week of searching would pay off easily this time.

The horse's pace quickened, and she allowed a thin smile to cross her lips, which quickly faded as she saw not the human fugitive she was seeking, but a figure, presumably male, with an absurd amount of pale blond hair. She quickly reined in the warhorse, which snorted indignantly at being denied this bit of fun.

"You," she called, her voice cold. "Have you seen a human come this way?"


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Laurelin
Posted: Apr 12 2008, 07:09 PM


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[[I was thinking of joining this, but since Arroth replied I wanted to check and see if you two wanted me to. If you don't that is perfectly fine!! smile.gif I was thinking of joining with Journey, just so you know, since that would probably be dramatic with now two Albae. If you want me to, I will, but as I said, if you don't, I understand perfectly! *hugs* Anything is fine with me.]]


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Eggnog
Posted: Apr 12 2008, 10:24 PM


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[I'd be fine with it, the more the merrier! Of course, Aero will kill me for saying that, but he already wants to kill me, so that's fine]

Aero turned his head slowly to look at the stranger. He was not pleased to be interrupted. He'd hoped that if he just sat and kept his mind blank, some more memories (or hallucinations, whichever one they were) would come back.

Apparently, he was going to be denied that luxury. He stood up slowly, noting that this stranger did not look like one to take lightly. Still, he certainly wasn't going to be friendly.

"I haven't seen anyone all day," he said coldly. Except for Ny'ra, he thought. Whoever she is "I was in a human town yesterday. If you tell me who you're looking for, I might be able to help...."

He wasn't sure why he'd said that. He disliked having to interact with anyone, no matter what species. Perhaps he was still shaken by his memory. And perhaps, if he helped this person, they might be able to tell him about any orange haired people they'd seen recently.


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Arroth
Posted: Apr 13 2008, 06:52 AM


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[[Fine by me as well! Oh, Hyassa won't be happy... XD]]

The stranger turned, and she saw the black eyes that marked him as Albaen also. As he stood, she did him the courtesy of pushing back her hood to reveal her ivory skin and scarlet hair.

"I haven't seen anyone all day. I was in a human town yesterday. If you tell me who you're looking for, I might be able to help...."

"A male human, mid-twenties, less than six feet, light brown hair and beard, small crescent-shaped scar on left cheek," she replied, rattling off the description of the thief with practiced ease. She offered no reason as to why she was looking for him, and she didn't think she'd answer him if he did ask. Not that it looked like he would be asking. He didn't seem to be very talkative. That wasn't her problem, as long as she got her question answered. If this Alb wasn't inclined to be helpful, well... Honey may have caught more flies than vinegar, but she had ways of dealing with the particularly obstinate flies who didn't seem to want to answer to either.

Sanagaru shifted beneath her, and she kicked it again. It had a foul temper, even for a breed known for its savagery, and required firm handling to keep it from taking a sizable chunk out of anyone within reach of its teeth, or leaving a dent in anyone in range of its hooves. Still, it had a nose like a hunting hound, and made itself useful in her line of work.


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Eggnog
Posted: Apr 13 2008, 06:42 PM


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Aero listened to her description of the man in silence. She must be a bounty hunter, he thought, without much interest. He didn't really care what others did. He started thinking of the human he'd seen yesterday, trying to see if any of them matched the description, when the war horse caught his eye. It snorted at him.

Another searing pain went through his head, and he fell to the ground again. Oh,.... He started to think a curse word, but blacked out before he could complete it.

He stood in front of the horse, which was large, and black, and mean. It reared and stomped, trying to crush him under its hoofs. Darting from side to side, he managed to keep out of its way. They continued this strange dance until he finally caught its bridle.

The crowd that had gathered to watch clapped. A tall Alb, with blond hair that was almost green, strode up to him. "Thank you," he said shortly. He handed him a short dagger with a ruby in it, and then mounted his horse and took off.

As he inspected the dagger, he was aware that someone was still clapping. Most of the crowd had wandered off, but one person was still there. A girl, with almost orange hair. Ny'ra, he thought, a warm glow filling him.


Aero woke up to find himself on the ground for the second time that day. So that's how I got it, he thought, before remembering that he was not alone. He sat up and turned warily, to see if she was still there, and what she would say.


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Arroth
Posted: Apr 13 2008, 08:56 PM


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Hyassa sat waiting for him to reply. He was taking a bit longer to think than she liked. She was about to comment pointedly on this when he fell to the ground, apparently blacking out for no reason at all. She arched one eyebrow, not able to tell if he was dead, but he sat back up after a moment. Interesting.

Perhaps he was a seer. She had never seen a seer in person, but had heard they went into some kind of trance when they saw visions. Maybe that was his problem. That, or he had some kind of disease that gave him fits. If that was the case, it was impressive that he'd lived this long. He must be a good fighter, then... If he was, he might be a profitable partner, as long as he didn't have a fit at some inconvenient moment. It probably wasn't worth the risk. She preferred working alone.

"Well?" she asked.


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Laurelin
Posted: Apr 13 2008, 11:16 PM


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[[Thank you both for letting me join! *hugs*
I have a question, do we want to post in order, or just whenever??]]

For Journey, her life could not have been more perfect or fun than it was at that moment. A trip with three of her older brothers and two older sisters was turning out to be quite enjoyable, and personally she was savoring every moment of it. As a way of reconnecting the sibling closeness, as well as a supposedly adventurous task of exploring [which she suspected had been mentioned merely to entice her brothers], the six of them had left Sivenanth where they were currently living, starting up the Silvermist River. They were three days into their travels then, and as of yet the days had been slow and leisurely, filled with mirth, laugher, and much jest. Their travels were slow, there was no hurry, which left the men time to go off and pursue things such as squirrels as they so desired, and it left the women with time to wade in the cool river, as well as simply sit and talk. More important to Journey though, was that it gave her the time to paint. Never had she enjoyed herself so much, though the absence of Maeva, who had elected to stay behind and do more comfortable things, such as work on her needlepoint and attend balls, was keenly felt. Aside from her twin's absence though, Journey was really and truly having a wonderful time. She had not had so much inspiration in the way of painting in years, it seemed her brush was constantly in her hand as of late. Much to her dismay though, it seemed there was often not enough time for her to finish a work before they moved on again, so when her brothers found a cave around dusk the night before that they were intent on exploring, she was secretly thrilled. The siblings decided to take the next day off, so that the women could rest more, Journey could paint, and the men could scratch their itch for adventure.

It did not take long into the day of rest however, for Journey to long for peace and quiet, therefore she elected to move farther up the river. Her sisters had been concerned, but realizing that they could not contain her, reluctantly let her leave.

And so her day had been made perfect. Carrying her paints in a shoulderpack, along with several small canvases, she was in search for the perfect area of the river in which to capture. Her dark green dress and even darker green cloak allowed her to blend in with her surroundings well, although not completely. As she walked she fiddled with a loose ribbon that had fallen over her shoulder from its position at the nape of her neck where it bound her thick, and that day unruly, curls. Her eyes swept the river and the landscape the way only an artist's could, yet she was so wrapped up in her thoughts of the river that she actually managed to miss the two people in front of her until she had stumbled into their little gathering. It was hardly intentional, she had been so occupied with studying the river that she had neglected to look in front of her.

Once she realized her error however, she quickly stopped, her eyes no longer looking at the river but rather the two people only a few yards away from her. She said nothing, as the situation they were in seemed odd ... one man on the ground, a woman on the horse. It was not until she had been standing there for a moment that it occurred to her what they were. Albae.


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Arroth
Posted: Apr 13 2008, 11:27 PM


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[[Doesn't matter to me... Whenever is fine...]]]


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Eggnog
Posted: Apr 14 2008, 06:56 PM


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[Anything's fine with me!]

Aero decided to act as though nothing had happened. If she didn't mention it, neither would he.

"I did see a man like that, at the Inn yesterday. He was talking to another person, in a cloak. They were talking about meeting at some stone formation. It didn't sound like he was going to stay in the town for very long."

He was about to say more, when he heard footsteps behind him. Turning slightly, he saw a woman, dressed in dark green. He couldn't tell what species she was, but then again, he didn't really care.

"Are you a bounty hunter, too?" He asked, a slight curl to his lip.


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Arroth
Posted: Apr 14 2008, 10:15 PM


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Hyassa nodded as he spoke. Stone formation. She had seen an interesting rock outcropping about an hour back behind her, and she'd wager that was what they were talking about. "My thanks," she said stiffly, and a flash of movement behind him caught her eye.

Immediately her hand went to her swordhilt, though she did not draw the blade. The person in the green cloak- the girl, actually- stood only a few yards from them, holding some collection of art supplies. That alone, although the telltale ears helped, was enough to brand her as an Elf.

"Are you a bounty hunter, too?"

She nearly rolled her eyes at his ridiculous question. Of course the girl wasn't a bounty hunter. Hyassa would wager she didn't have a single weapon on her. By the goddess, both of them must be simpletons or just plain stupid. But she held her tongue, waiting for the Elf girl's response.


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Laurelin
Posted: Apr 14 2008, 10:21 PM


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Journey did not answer right away, her eyes flicking back and forth between the two Albae. She was sorely tempted to run for it, although she was half certain she would only end up with a weapon in her back before she had gone a few feet. Licking her lips nervously, she still took a small step back. She was going to die, or have some other horrible thing happen to her, she just knew it! Another step was taken. The odds of the warriors in front of her being completely able to read that she knew they were going to kill her did not do much to reassure her. Another ... slowly, she continued backing away from them.

"No ..." The question had really caught her more off guard than might have been normal. The man thought she was a bounty hunter of some sort? Wasn't that what he was? How could she be such a thing ... did she look that ferocious? Her fingers played nervously with the strap that held her pack on her shoulder as she waited to see what their next action would be. It was beyond evident that they had the upper hand, not she. While she was aware of how to use a weapon, she had not brought one. Nor did she think she would be any match against these two trained warriors, even if she had been smart enough to bring a weapon.

What were two Albae doing in Fynrir anyway? She was no fool, she knew there were disputes, and spying missions. However, they did not appear to actually be in the middle of what appeared to be a mission. On the part of the man on the ground, he actually looked like he was resting, or something of the sort. There was no evidence to believe that they were in any way busy with something, at least not anything that she would have overtly expected. Gnawing at her bottom lip without realizing it, she hoped and prayed to the goddesses that she could get out of this alive. And that she could stay in Fynrir in the process. Being dragged to Albaeir was not something she cherished the thought of.


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Arroth
Posted: Apr 15 2008, 03:51 AM


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It was obvious the girl was nothing remotely close to a fighter. Her terrified demeanor proved that much, in any case. Hyassa dropped her hand from the sword hilt, not as a peaceful gesture, but a contemptuous one. The little Elf was obviously no threat.

Sanagaru snorted and shifted under her, laying back its ears and snuffling at the girl. It knew better than to attack unless it was told to, but it was obviously wishing that Hyassa would let it get its teeth into the girl, and was reminding her that there was a stranger there. She found it interesting that the warhorse was more or less ignoring the Alb on the ground: usually, Sanagaru regarded anyone in such a vulnerable position fair game. She gave its reins a yank just to remind it who was in charge here and brushed a tendril of scarlet hair from her face.

"Who are you and what's your business here, Elf?" she demanded coldly.


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Eggnog
Posted: Apr 15 2008, 11:22 PM


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Aero watched the girl calmly. As he waited for her answer, she bit her lip.

For the third time, his head nearly split apart with pain, and before he blacked out, he had time to think, Not again....

"Shouldn't we help him?" She bit her lip.

"He's only a human, why should we care?" He asked.

"Yes, but they're hurting him." She shook her head, looking worried.

His face softened a bit. "Ny'ra, you can't keep feeling pity for them. The others are all starting to worry about you."

"But they're so fragile, so delicate.... So fascinating."


He woke up on the ground again. It was bad enough, fainting whenever he had memories, but in front of two people was even worse.

Who is this girl? He wondered. She's appeared three times today....

He stood up brusquely, acting as though nothing had happened. "Have either of you seen a girl with almost orange hair? Or a man with almost green hair?" He didn't even bother to wait for the elf girls answer.


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Arroth
Posted: May 2 2008, 09:01 PM


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Hyassa's eyes narrowed. "Excuse me," she said, her voice measured with an undercurrent of danger. "Did your mother never teach you that interrupting is rude? I believe I asked a question first." Sanagaru, picking up on her annoyance, twitched its ears and shifted under her. She kicked it, and it subsided.

Resting her hand again on her swordhilt, she turned back to the Elf, ignoring him and silently waiting for her answer.


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