Tajjus

The Hobbit: A New Evil Beginning { Tajjus & Angel }

So they were entering a giant forest that likely could kill them if they didn’t stay on the proper path. Oh yes. Dwarves and anything that wasn’t elf would likely fall spellbound to whatever dark magic the forest was emitting from it, which meant that they only had so long before they were sure to go insane or something. Kili thought about their past little adventures, with the goblin king, the moving mountains, and the trolls. Biblo baggins had previously stated before they had been chased by those cursed Orcs that he believed the worse of their journey was over.

Kili hadn’t believed that then, and he certainly didn’t believe it now. Saeril’s offer with holding her made Kili glance to the ground, hoping the older dwarves wouldn’t chuckle at the elf’s affection. He was young, but he was still a full grown dwarf. He sighed inwardly. His elf-mother was being protective. That wasn’t a bad thing, that was just something that was happening.
“Thanks for the offer Master Elf, but I believe I can do fine walking on my own.” Hopefully she wouldn’t take offense to that. He would still be close on the trail. A regret though, was they didn’t have horses any longer. Which meant the journey’s urgency for completion just went up a notch.

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Tajjus had listened to the wizard and elfs talk, as he had listened to everyones. He remained walking by Saeril, his body seeming to swim through his surroundings. He could still track these dwarves by smell just fine, though he was not a creature specializing in smell, the herbal scents he’d dappled them with could be smelled uite some distance away. Still, he would have to follow them if he wished to stay alive on through this part of his travels. His next words were spoken as if he were smiling at the elf.
“My name is Tajjus.” He stated simply, “I was offered a bounty for your head. Let me make that very clear.” Tajjus seemed to pause, as he continued to tread next to her.
“Seeing as I dislike being threatened into hunting, and you seem to be more than the one-dimensional creature I heard of, I am going to see if you are worth helping rather than fighting. Give me reasons, I can be a valuable ally.” He seemed to genuinely offer. He himself truly didn’t like the thought of being given orders by the orcs, though he knew they’d appear again.

“The Orcs disclose Saeril. Pick your allies while you can, and know your enemies.” Tajjus stated simply, before he seemed to vanish after he went by a tree. Something in his voice was more earnest than his previous visit, where his voice was more amused and reserved.

The Hobbit: A New Evil Beginning { Tajjus & Angel }

He was watching from another person’s eyes his own childhood memories. There he was, playing with his brother, or leaving secret notes for his second mother, who crept in and daintily examined them. She hadn’t missed anything, and had taken it upon herself to always watch them it seemed. Then suddenly the bridge to those memories was destroyed, and Saeril pulled her horse away from Kili’s pony. The dwarf took but a minute to realize that Saeril ahd shown him what she wanted him to see, and now was done with it for the time being. Was she hiding something? Kili had to think about it for a moment.

It was definitely an unpleasant thought that interrupted his previous vigor for adventure.
“Fili, I think-“
Kili’s words were cut off by the hobbit’s commentary on the forest, which was another unnerving thing. The forest did look as if something were off about it. He was no lumber jack, but he didn’t like the looks of the forest.
“Let’s just make this part o’ the trip quick right?” Kili completed his sentence. If his brother knew him, he was saying he’d bring up his thoughts on the first troubling matter later.

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Saeril wasn’t far from the others at all. She had however, journeyed to the other side of the ‘pack’. As they entered the forest area, the shadows of the trees caste heavily on the party. Saeril’s side of the pathway was no exception. Beside her, matching the pace of the pony, seemed to be none other than the silhouette of Tajjus. He would say nothing as his shadow flickered beside her, until the last blotch of sunlight caught his helmet’s eyes, where another blackness resided.
“Saeril. That’s a very nice name you have.” Tajjus said quietly, “I’m quite surprised you weren’t kind enough to give it.” His dry sense of humor kicked in, though his voice still did not waver.

He was careful to not make a sound, all the while he was in a position, whispering at a level only the she-elf could hear.

The Hobbit: A New Evil Beginning { Tajjus & Angel }

Something was in the air. Tajjus almost stopped in his trekking, as he felt it. There was a familiar smell drifting through the winds, something coming from the south that smelled like--home. Tajjus shook the feeling, as he knew he was miles away from his beautiful desert. He continued striding wordlessly, focusing his energies on keeping up with the Dwarves. Then there was a screech that echoed through the air, a distant screech, one of defiance, one of longing. It was very audible, it was evident though that the sound was carried from over several miles away, a distant yet distinct screech.

Tajjus clawed through his memories, he knew that screech. He knew it well enough to know that some creature was coming, and that some thing was on a scent. It was a predator's call, a call of warning to smaller creatures. Yet to Tajjus, it was a call that reminded him once more of the vast sands in his desert. He shook his head, resuming following the company.

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That so? Well, so you could thought of as the conduit of our thought conversations then, eh? Kili replied. This was going to be interesting. He wondered if he could actually use this link to gaze into Saeril's thoughts or memories. The curiosity itched at him, and he couldn't help but endeavor to probe, out of genuine curiosity trying to find a memory from hers of her watching him as a small boy. He was no professional, so perhaps Saeril would notice his little effort.

((I can't bring myself to play Throrin as of now. I tried to get into the character, but I don't feel like that is exactly working just yet. I'll keep trying though.))

The Hobbit: A New Evil Beginning { Tajjus & Angel }

I'll keep that in mind then. Kili replied mentally, in a joking tone. It was a small fact that he would have to be careful about what he thought--seeing as someone now could enter his mind and was within it. Well, he could trust Saeril, but it was still a slightly disturbing and awkward prospect. Not like he could do anything about it. Say. Why is this link not two-way? Or is it? He asked, as he got onto his horse, preparing for the road ahead. He was ready, and now that the dwarves had disputed with Gandalf and the skin changer of where to travel, it was time to move on. He would, as usual, follow Thorin's lead. Once again, they were off an an adventure!

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Once again, he was on an adventure. How about that. Tajjus knew it would be difficult to keep up with the dwarves now that they had ponies, a much quicker method of traveling than foot. Nonetheless, he had their scent, and he could follow them for about a week before it wore off. The smell was that potent for him. Until it was washed off, the elf and her friends would be smelling of some very pleasant mixtures of tree smells. It would be tricky to track, however, he had memorized the smell, and he knew that the orcs would memorize this smell as well. He had also planted some odors in their camp so he would know when they came, or would be able to keep up with them if need be.

It was a plan. Tajjus looked at his prey thoughtfully. The elf was staring amused and compassionately at a particular dwarf, and she wasn't saying much. Something was amiss with her speechless ness, and how the dwarf also met her glances. Tajjus never said a word, but decided the elf and the dwarf had something he didn't know of going. He glanced to the skies, before he proceeded to follow.

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I know, I know. This just seems to be taking a wee minute longer than it needs to. Kili returned, as he stood casually to the side, Mirkwood…that’ll be an interesting shortcut. I don’t believe I’ve been in those parts before. He mused. It was then that it doned upon Kili he had yet to say a word. He arched his brows, before blinking twice. It had been as if the Saeril had been right beside him, talking to him in a quieting whisper. Kili forced himself to not look in the elfs direction. She probably was going to be wearing a smug or amused teasing smile. He could use without that, and he didn’t need to look like some dwarf fixated upon Saeril’s good looks like any other man would. He didn’t need any of that. So how was this elf pulling off this little trick? He had no idea, but something was telling him that Saeril was going to be enjoying this part of the adventure. Well…I hope the adventure starts soon then.

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Tajjus had his own reasons to be amused. He had the elf in his sights, his bow was drawn back so that an arrow was pointed right for her chest, the poisoned dart was drugged to nock her out. He had yet to fire though. He simply was waiting for a clear shot. He was already routing a good escape route. It was when a man robed in grey with a strangely large hat appeared. Tajjus had been journeying in the land lon g enough to know that someone with that garb was a wizard—who were not the type to trifle with. If his target—or Saeril as she preferred to be called was brought down now it may not end well for him.

So he continued to listen, ‘You need to reach the mountain before it turns Autumn’ Tajjus thoughtfully lowered his bow. ‘The mountain’. They had a destination, which meant if he lost them, he’d be able to track them. Assuming he’d be able to decipher what ‘the mountain’ was. These were dwarves…what was important about their location, or their objective to it? I’ll find out soon enough.

The Hobbit: A New Evil Beginning { Tajjus & Angel }

Tajjus had awakened only minutes after the sun rose, his eyes now on the house which his prey took residence in. He gave a light huff, as he heard the sounds of voices. So everyone was awake. He leaned forward from his concelaled perch in the bushes, listening intently. There was lot of chatter, and an introduction. Tajjus would catch the she-elf’s name. He found it to be something as that came so easily off the tongue, something smooth and elegant that fit the elf perfectly. Tajjus sighed as he reviewed how the elf seemed to have a relationship with the dwarf. It was going to weigh on his conscience some if he had to kill her, but not enough to haunt him forever.

He examined one of his poison coated knives, flipping it lightly in his hands, before sheathing it.

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Kili tried hard to maintain some forms of patience as he stood where he was. Introductions and whatnot…this was taking forever. Kili gave himself the soft reminder to just remain calm, as much as he wanted to pack up and move towards their original goal: the mountains full of gold, which belonged to Thorin. The thought made Kili furrow a brow; hadn’t there been speak last night of how man was only driven by greed? Perhaps the same could be said for dwarves? No. Thorin was just seeking his heritage. And the gold did rightfully belong to the dwarves.

The Hobbit: A New Evil Beginning { Tajjus & Angel }

“Very well then,” Kili shrugged at the horned elf, nodding respectively. Her elegance and soft-spoken words had not gone unnoticed; her voice reminded him of not only his childhood years, but also of his mother. It had been a long time since he’d have a parent-like figure in his life. Thorin was someone he was steadfastly loyal to, along with all of the other dwarves, but Thorin was no parent. He was a bit aloof, and that was what made Thorin Thorin, but Kili wasn’t afraid to admist (mentally) to himself he was no father figure. Maybe Saeril would transform into more of a guiding element. Someone he could confide in. Which would be interesting as well as strange considering she was like a ghost to him, and she was an elf.

Older dwarves would definitely have a bit to say about this now-a-days, but as far as Kili was concerned, they could shut their long-bearded mouths. Save for the ones he knew that was. Kili returned his gaze back to Saeril briskly, “I’ll go see if I can get the others to start on our journey again. After last night, we could stand to get a move on. Orcs can be a pain in the neck.” Kili hence stepped towards his dwarven brethren,

“We ready to move?”

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Before slinking back into the forest, Tajjus had planted one of his nicer-smelling odors within the room, tossing the source lightly towards the she-elf, before sinking back. If all went well, the elf would be easy to smell, since she would have the essence of very distinct smelling trees. Maybe she would notice, maybe she wouldn’t. Tajjus hence slunk back towards his own perch, his prey was resting, so he would as well.

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Kili arose from his own slumbering, stretching slightly, as he got to his feet, dusting the hey off of his body. Lucky him, there weren’t many fleas in the hey. A pleasant scent filled his nostrils, as he glanced to Maleficent in silent morning greeting. He picked his bow and quiver of arrows off the ground next to the hey-pile, slnging both over his back. Other dwarves were awakened, and he was glad to see this. Yesterday had been a long andn dreary day. He again looked to Maleficent.
“Now…How shall we introduce you?”

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Tajjus continued his procedures, letting perhaps a few hours tick by easily—all the while creating strange smelling samples of things. He himself was careful not to touch the substances too much. At last, Tajjus had two different kinds of contraptions, each ready for an individual. He would wrap the first, the most terrible smelling, amongst any unknowing orcs, who, as they were either sleeping on guard duty, or too honed in on their target, were oblivious to his arrival and exit.

Tajjus fingered the last second kinds of samples of sap and brush, before he would make his way as close to the house as he could unseen. The sound of the door gently shutting would tell Tajjus that a new guest had entered the house. Logic told the warrior that he would need to be cautious. Tajjus would remain where he was, and slowly he would unravel on of his smaller blades from his gauntlet. As he knelt in the darkness; a vessel undetected, he would send the small blade flying into the insides of the house, towards what Tajjus reckoned was a hallway. The knife had a boomerang effect, and it would be sent flying into the house, whistling lightly through the wind, towards the place that the stranger may have roamed.

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Kili smiled at the good news, and how his old guardian was making up her mind to stay with. She sounded slightly uncertain as well as duty-bound, though Kili believed she would be a great addition to the twelve homeless dwarves. Thorin would most likely be reluctant to have yet another non-dwarf aboard his mission, but, in time, he would see what she was worth.
“I’m very glad to hear that.” Kili said. “there should be plenty of room in here for you to bunk down for the night. We’re moving on through the Mirkwood forest tomorrow, maybe you know of that place a bit better than we do and could help us navigate?”

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Tajjus lowered his bow. He still had his target, but tonight, much like the orcs, he would recline. He was not yet about to attack, for the creature who’d growled behind him may be of some threat. He would nonetheless have appreciated to see this creature, to see what he would be up against. He would thus quietly start to identify the trees of the area, and gradually, he would slit into each one’s bark, identifying what tree smelled like what, and which was more distinguished, as well as testing what other kinds of tree sap mixed with others, testing the pungency. His task was a tedious one, but Tajjus was making the most of his time without being seen. As far as others were concerned, he was but a shadow, moving through the trees as a fish swims through water.