THe silver shadow

[Red Daghul]

The night was a full of stars that shone shown down upon the quiet and still land under it, the moon beat with full force showing it's grace and beauty. All was peaceful and still besides in one field by one town, where a man was about to find himself under attack...and forever his life would be changed. The man's name was Mark, though most knew him as Red, In this age a battle roared on between a empire and a rebel group.

Red moved through the star lit field with ease for he had scouted the land from a high hill a few miles and found that it was quite clear, not a sight of the empires dark gaurds. The beasts were something like a wolf and a human put together, others had horns and wings, things of animals. Red had given most of his life to outsmarting these beast, to slaying them...at 24 he was one of the ones who could best these beasts.

Though everyone mess's up once in a while, Red had not known that he had been ratted out...little did he know that the rebel group had already given in to the empire and he was one of the few left that fought the empire. The leader of the rebels had sent Red of a mission to bring a letter to a important supporter of the rebels. The mission was a fake, a set up to capture Red and reveal the supporter with out letting it known that the rebels had given in to the empire.

Red took one last step before the current of noise moved through the field and ten of the dakr beast surounded Red "boys boys, can't we talk about this" he said in jest to there drawn weapons as he slipped his right hand to his katana, and the his left "surly you have the wrong person" the beast grunted and charged at him. Red moved his two Katanas with skill cutting down the first beast to come near him.

The battle went on for a hour till half the beast lay dead another three hurt, and the last two running away. Red stubled away blood dripping from his body, darkness slowly over taking his mind...and with each step the pain of death took another step closer. Holding firm to both his katanas he moved as swiftly as one could with a battle toren body.

Then as he had guessed his body failed and he fell to the ground, right by a small path in a forest blood runing from his body as pain erupted from his wounds...and then darkness over came him.

[anyone can join, some one will have to find Red and save him...other then that join where you want. Try and keep things realistc, no super powers, and no uber characters...thanks enjoy]

[Blue-Eyed Vampyre]

Niarla..otherwise know as the only Huntress who didn't serve the Empire, watched with slight interest as a man, badly wounded, stumbled through the forest, leaving a trail of blood as he went. He collapsed on the forest floor....just off the path...and was bleeding heavily.

She considered leaving him there...no doubt the Empire's beasts would be after him soon enough..and she wasn't favoring the idea of having them find her again.
Yet...the better side of her insisted that she help him..and not leave him there to die. Sighing softly, she leapt down out of the tree she was in, and walked over to the wounded man, nudging him with the toe of her boot.

"Wake up!" She said softly, yet firmly, kneeling down beside him and shaking him gently.
"Your wounds need tending..and you won't survive the night out here."

Appearance: http://www.clairbible.com/images/2d/...-print8x10.jpg

Weapons: http://www.thecollectorsedge.com/images/LR_CE-M411.jpg
http://www.trueswords.com/images/pro...-NBW46_540.jpg

[Red Daghul]

Red was lost in a sea of darkness, a unseen watcher of his own body as it was plauged by the pains of the wounds of his recent battle. In the darkness of his mind he could feel the calling of someone out side of his mind, she was prodding him telling to get up.

Pain was a vice to keep him still where he lay, though he fought to stir back into the world of life, he was not one to leave a mission unfinished. Forcing his arms to move he pushed his heavy eye lids open, he was only half way there...he could not die just yet, but the weakness that the wounds brought bore down upon him. Red's dity blonde hair lay in his face, blood streaming down his face making his blue eyes stand out even more in the dark of night.

Mark struggled to stay awake when he was been called ever more, and more, finding a tree to lean against he did so as his eyes started back into the darkness of his mind...he felt so cold, so tired. The figure ahead of him knelt down towards him and was trying to keep him awake he could only make out her voice other then that he could not see her well enough, he tried to fouces on her, yet there was still a calling to fall down and sleep, which would be the end of Red Daghul.

[Mikodite]

"Someone not having a good day," Zeki said staring at a blood trail from the castle gate. She looked around, common trait for someone as bizarre looking as she was: red eyes, black skin, white hair, covered in a cloak to hide the features of herself that would make her branded a demon.

She reached down in the trail, placing a finger on it. Fresh, she though as she put that finger to her tongue. A surprised look came over her. It's human blood!!

Curious that there is someone that is hurt out there, she followed the trail, making sure that no one followed her. For all she knew this was a wanted person. This red trail brought her into the forest, and she found herself walking into it further, looking for the whatever could have been bleeding. She felt herself get closer and closer to the source of the bleeding...

[Red Daghul]

Red forced himself to stay away from the darkness of his mind, though it pulled him into it with a ever power draw, pure will kept him alive as he pushed to stand using the tree as support. The blood was still running down his body and he felt light headed, but there was nothing else for it.

Looking around he saw another figure heading there way, his pain was still there as he used it to keep himself from falling into the void. The other women who stood there, he did not wait for a answer, he ripped his cloak and tied it around a wound on his leg, then slowly to the others...they were some of the worst bandages a person could have ever seen, but they stopped the blood for the most part.

picking up his swords he replaced them in there home by his side, then leaned up against the tree resting in the support. Red was not sure how much more he would be able to last at this rate, he needed to rest but the figures this late at night could not mean good...at least that is how it normaly was...who knew it might turn out for the better...he laughed in his mind only.

[Blue-Eyed Vampyre]

Niarla stood near the wounded man, a look of surprise on her face, she hadn't expected him to try and stand up.
"You've lost a lot of blood." She said, matter of factly.
"It would probably be best for you to not try and move too much." She withdrew a small pouch from the folds of her cloak and took some herbs out, crushing them between her fingers.
"Let me help you." She didn't wait for a response, Niarla wasn't one to take no for an answer.
She unwound the scraps of cloth he was using as bandages from the worst of his wounds and took a small bottle out of another pouch hanging from her belt, pouring some salve into the palm of her hand and mixing the herbs into it.
"This'll take away the pain and prevent infection." She said softly, rubbing them into his wounds with her fingers.
"It will sting..for a moment." Niarla added.

[Mikodite]

Zeti felt herself getting closer as continued to walk, almost stalking, the bleeder. The feel, the scent, almost everything about that moment was intoxicating.

Zeti possess the ability to sense essense of many different creatures, especailly humans for she is most familiar with. Blood was a form of essense that radiated from a living creature, essense in a physical form. She would be in heaven if she was a vampire.

She walked in the direction of the now strong feel of the blood, and then found herself staring at a wounded fighter, balencing himself on a sword, horribly cut up and bleeding.

<OOC>Where's Niarla? Red seems to have ignored her.</OOC>