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Post by Maeve Ceredwen on Aug 2, 2005 17:58:59 GMT -5
An elven form seemed to be positioned against a trunk of a thick oak tree,her grey eyes looking at the borders of the High Elven lands. Her simple grey cloak fluttered around her as her eyes skimmed the walls. The young girl sighed lightly. What was she doing here,in this strange new place? Had any of the other survivors fled here as well? The elven girl slowly stood up,still leaning aginst the tree. Her ears perked slightly at the sound of footsteps approaching;she turned to see a figure in the dappled sunlight of the trees. "W-who goes there?",she said shakily,afraid it might have been a Drow who had followed her here.
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Post by Maeve Ceredwen on Aug 2, 2005 20:39:14 GMT -5
[[You guys are being mean to a newbie..-sniff- No replies except for this one...]]
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Ren
Drow
Facets of Darkness...
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Post by Ren on Aug 2, 2005 23:01:27 GMT -5
((just so you know, that could be considered godmoding- saying that you see a figure already. I'm willing to post with you, but I'm going to ignore the fact that you saw me.))
Ren was sleeping. In fact, he was sleeping in a tree, which is a very complicated thing to do. Especially if one happened to be a sleepwalker. Luckily, Ren wasn't.
But he was about to have bigger problems.
Ren awoke, quickly and all at once,his keen ears hearing the sounds of rustling clothing against tree bark.
He glanced downwards, and cursed silently. A High Elf had chosen to stand against the tree he was sleeping in. Had been sleeping in.
Ren didn't have anything much against High Elves personally, but they did tend to have something against him. Well, against all Drow, actually.
Hopefully, this one wouldn't see him.
Slowly, he sat up, as silently as he could.
And promptly whacked his head on a branch.
He swore, then winced at the mistake. He should have had more control than that; if he hadn't just swore, maybe the elf would have mistaken the noise for an animal. But now, unless this elf was deaf, he was sunk.
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Post by Maeve Ceredwen on Aug 2, 2005 23:35:38 GMT -5
((e-e; Sorry. Apparently I need to go over RP rules again.))
Maeve paused,hearing a thunk from above her. She looked up and noticed a dark shadow hiding amidst the branches. She immediately moved away from the tree trunk,fearing for the worst-It was a Drow. She stood there silently,hoping it would not cause her any harm,even though this was neutral territory. Her ears twitched lightly,honing in onto the position of the dark elf by the sound of breathing.
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Ren
Drow
Facets of Darkness...
Posts: 8
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Post by Ren on Aug 14, 2005 23:22:51 GMT -5
Ren swore silently, because the High Elf had obviously heard him, and seen him.
Well, might as well go down there now...
Ren gripped a branch with his hand, and swung down out of the tree, touching down lightly on the grass beneath. He stood up, tall with his height of 6'4. He was an imposing figure, dressed in his black clothing, and the occasional glint of sliver from one of his many knives.
It often surprised most when he said that he used them in defense more than offense.
He sighed, then said to the obviously afraid High Lef, "Don't worry; I'm not goind to kill you. We're both on neutral ground- many might find it offense that I killed on neutral territory and decided to kill me. And some of those many could even be Drow, whether you choose to believe it or not."
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