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As he sped over the land like a wraith in the night, the Ranger paused, alighting in a crouch near a tree. His form changed from invisible to merely obscured by shadows, both natural and unnatural. A gloved hand lightly touched the ground, and his eyes closed for a moment...and opened a moment later, softly lit with a dull red glow. To an observer keen enough to see, it might be like seeing the disembodied eyes of some dread beast glaring from the shadows...but to Cruallassar himself, it was as if half the forest was lain open to his sight. The dully colored shadows of natural things permeated the blackness, with the more vibrant auras of various creatures or unnatural denizens of the forest sparkling here and there. But a few things relatively close by caught the elf's attention...first, the shining outline of a human...far too large to be the missing girl...wandering in the vague direction of away from the town far behind, a hand resting on the outline of a sword of a hue that must belong to something enchanted. Some lost traveler fortunate and prepared enough to have not befallen an evil strong enough to dare challenging him, then. But the second sight was of far more interest...the dark purples and reds of a monster racing at unnatural speeds through the wood, and precisely where both the monster and the traveler's path met...another person. Small, slight, high in a tree, easily the shape and stature of a girl. And her aura a shadowy purple-red, the aura of another unnatural creature.
The Ranger slipped from rest to action in an instant, his ground-eating pace now set to converge with that single point, his form once more invisible to any observer.
The Ranger slipped from rest to action in an instant, his ground-eating pace now set to converge with that single point, his form once more invisible to any observer.
So, it should be noted that I'm basically waiting to see how the two Vamps get together before either meeting up with my comrade or just straight-up engaging. Should I continue doing that, or not?
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In combat is always a good way...
In combat is always a good way...
My first arena RP post on this website has been posted away. I rather think I've outdone myself this time...
Yet such men come not always in shining armor, bearing flashing blades before them upon their noble quest. Some are malevolent shades themselves, ghosting through the shadowed woods that, for any other, spell doom and desolation upon they and all they hope to achieve. Men like these are products of the darkness itself, slipping unbidden and unhindered through it with the familiarity of overlong experience and intimate knowledge of the environment, disturbing no terror of the wood, nor showing terror themselves at those monstrous occurrences which, to them, are as the closest of comrades or the most familiar of adversaries.
One such man would not be found in the wood that night...leastwise, not by anything less than his own intent. For there can be seen naught but a shadowy disturbance in the air as he passed, made no sound, left no print to mark his passage. Nothing but the intangible feeling of fierce intent, that something bad was going to happen to someone or something, somewhere, tonight.
For such was in the thoughts of Crual-lassa'Ras Le'Valeron, Elf, Ranger, creature of the shadows, and wraith in the night. His booted feet fairly flew across the ground, carrying him invisibly across the forest. He knew not for what he searched, only that he would know when he found it. There was no doubt in his mind that the girl would never be found again, no matter how much gold the elders of the foolish town dumped at the feet of whoever made the attempt. Forests such as these were fickle, menacing the borders of the people who made their homes at their edges, yet not striking, luring in victims with the truths of beautiful glades and magnificent nights, only to spirit them away when they thought they could have befriended the villainous wood. Yes, the founders of this town had been fools indeed...and the populace as well. For this wood was not, nor likely would ever be the friendly green forests of their old homes. And it would not return it's price for such foolishness, not though it be turned to ash in search of her.
But the elf's quest was not so noble. He had no hope of returning the girl to her mourning parents. His dreadful task was far simpler, far closer to the lines of his chosen life and skillset.
Vengeance.
One such man would not be found in the wood that night...leastwise, not by anything less than his own intent. For there can be seen naught but a shadowy disturbance in the air as he passed, made no sound, left no print to mark his passage. Nothing but the intangible feeling of fierce intent, that something bad was going to happen to someone or something, somewhere, tonight.
For such was in the thoughts of Crual-lassa'Ras Le'Valeron, Elf, Ranger, creature of the shadows, and wraith in the night. His booted feet fairly flew across the ground, carrying him invisibly across the forest. He knew not for what he searched, only that he would know when he found it. There was no doubt in his mind that the girl would never be found again, no matter how much gold the elders of the foolish town dumped at the feet of whoever made the attempt. Forests such as these were fickle, menacing the borders of the people who made their homes at their edges, yet not striking, luring in victims with the truths of beautiful glades and magnificent nights, only to spirit them away when they thought they could have befriended the villainous wood. Yes, the founders of this town had been fools indeed...and the populace as well. For this wood was not, nor likely would ever be the friendly green forests of their old homes. And it would not return it's price for such foolishness, not though it be turned to ash in search of her.
But the elf's quest was not so noble. He had no hope of returning the girl to her mourning parents. His dreadful task was far simpler, far closer to the lines of his chosen life and skillset.
Vengeance.
Absolutely. I assume you will be posting first to set the scene...and the lurking location of your viciously voracious vampiric antagonist?
Anything special about that forest beyond being a forest? And forbidden? Which none of our characters are likely to pay attention to?
And that sounds good.
And that sounds good.
Aw...
My character may have a tendency to lack respect for your 19 year old swordsman with his cheap gear and lack of experience...but he will work with him.
Now...battleground and ground rules?
My character may have a tendency to lack respect for your 19 year old swordsman with his cheap gear and lack of experience...but he will work with him.
Now...battleground and ground rules?
I thought that could be a reason.
But seriously...if you don't want to participate, I'd be fine with fighting these two monsters on my own...it would be a lovely challenge...
But seriously...if you don't want to participate, I'd be fine with fighting these two monsters on my own...it would be a lovely challenge...
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