OCC: Okay I lied....I'm at work late (ugh) so I can keep up with the game for now!
D'Aleen turns from her inspection of the gems and coins to take Sexodus' make-shift blanket from him. Gently placing it over top of the tiny sprite she smiles gently at the petite pixie knowing full well the potential hidden behind her.
A ghost of a smile passes across her lips as the elf remembers the reluctance her and her own father ran into with the elders when she was introduced into "the training", normally reserved for only the males of her lineage. Remembering the cries from the council that surely that part of the royal line could not train for battle she grinned outright. Her father had certainly set them straight that evening!
D'Aleen thought of her father then and the hours he spent teaching her the arts, the delicate balance between their world and nature, teaching her to speak with the animals and to become one with the old oaks and asps of the forest. So many beings blind to what the forests and creatures within were screaming out....what they had seen for years and what we chose to ignore.
Tossing back her long hair the elf shakes herself out of her reverie and focuses again on the task at hand. Looking up at Sexodus' query the elf quietly speaks....
"My new friend, I can only tell you what I myself know. In my lands the trees cried of the evil here in this dark forest. I joined the group partly into their travels....we have seen evil not only here but in the outlaying villages..." the elf feels a shudder cross her frame as the memories of her first discovery of the companions at the inn comes back to her. A haunted look flitts across her eyes as she remembers some of their own...lost. "We have felt the loss of some brave souls who paid the ultimate price to rid the world of the evil that plagues this place. We have also, luckily, met some new souls willing to join us. Unfortunately this entire place doesn't even resemble the ruins we first came across.....it is disconcerting, to say the least, because we now seem to be in a different place - the landscape we see is either an image produced by this place in order to discourage and dissuade us or we are actually in a whole new level of hell....."
Suddenly feeling discouraged, the elf turns suddenly and glances about at those gathered around....the loss of some would wound her to her soul she realized glancing quickly at Thantos and the others she had come to think of as her friends.
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Last edited by Minx; 11-25-2003 at 08:14 PM..
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