Flora was hiding in a tree. She wished humans would just leave them alone. She human pass her and she giggled. He was kind of cute, but hey. Nymphs thought everyone was cute. She couldn't help but feel like dancing.
The Hidden (IC)
The sun was finally setting over the vibrant green hills of Allamerezin, the sky a stream of dancing ribbons; full of purples, blues, yellows, and oranges. The village was bustling with life but the serene forest was near silent. Too silent. The creatures were stirring, going about their own business. Posters littered the village everywhere you went. 1,000 GOLD FOR LIVE CREATURE. 500 FOR DEAD. WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE. SPEAK TO THE KING IF YOU HAVE CAPTURED ONE. They all read in bold black lettering.
Malaysia stood behind a tree, watching some human. Her breath was quiet, barely even there. She was silent and deadly still as she watched him with intrigued eyes. I wonder why he's out here.... She thought to herself curiously. She took a step, a twig stepping under her foot. She froze in complete and utter fear. No no no no no no no no no.... She panicked in her head. (Anyone can be this human if they want. If not I'll NPC it.)
Aurora was in her tiny form, flitting around the tiny fairy village quickly. The fairy village was located inside a giant, beautiful willow tree, some of the village inside and some in the branches. "Everything seems to be ok. Alright. Good good good." She said in her soft high voice.
The Dark Knight was walking up to the castle stoicly with a dead dwarf being dragged behind him. "Step out of the way." He growled, shoving several guards out of the way at the entrance.
Cynderlin sat under her tree, singing a sweet song. Her voice carried on the wind; dwindling to nothing but wind whistling. She closed her eyes and smiled deeply. "I believe someone may visit me today." She sang sweetly.
"I'll walk out before I get walked on."
Flora was hiding in a tree. She wished humans would just leave them alone. She human pass her and she giggled. He was kind of cute, but hey. Nymphs thought everyone was cute. She couldn't help but feel like dancing.
The old lumberjack, who's name happened to be Dean, spun around as he heard the twig snap."Boys! I think I found one!" He yelled in a harsh voice, and soon enough two more men emerged, carrying a large net between them.
David was in the village, more specifically he was at the blacksmith, having his sword sharpened."Ya know, lad...with this sword's age, its easily worth three times the cost of a newer, better sword." David sighed."Mr.White, It already told you that I wasn't interested in selling my father's blade to you."
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The old lumberjack, who's name happened to be Dean, spun around as he heard the twig snap."Boys! I think I found one!" He yelled in a harsh voice, and soon enough two more men emerged, carrying a large net between them.
David was in the village, more specifically he was at the blacksmith, having his sword sharpened."Ya know, lad...with this sword's age, its easily worth three times the cost of a newer, better sword." David sighed."Mr.White, It already told you that I wasn't interested in selling my father's blade to you."
Malaysia looked around, her eyes wide with fear. In a complete panic she spun on her bare heel and took off in the opposite direction. She wasn't fast but she did have quite a bit of endurance. Run run run run run run run run run run. She repeated in her mind, pushing herself as far as she cpuld go. She let out a shrill whistle; a warning to near creatures that there were humans hunting.
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(I want Malay to get captured though o.o')
"I'll walk out before I get walked on."
"After her!" The old lumberjack cried in anger, shoving the younger men. They started off after her, running as fast as their feet would carry them."Come on, little girl! We won't hurt you!" One yelled through his heavy breathing. Dean had split off, and was running in such a way that he would come out from the side of the trees, and be able to tackle his prize from the side.
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"After her!" The old lumberjack cried in anger, shoving the younger men. They started off after her, running as fast as their feet would carry them."Come on, little girl! We won't hurt you!" One yelled through his heavy breathing. Dean had split off, and was running in such a way that he would come out from the side of the trees, and be able to tackle his prize from the side.