[OPEN] Forgotten Paths

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[OPEN] Forgotten Paths

Post by Xylohem » Wed Sep 12, 2018 6:29 am

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Carefully her steps fell on the path silently. While it had difficult to retrieve information in the harbor, she had received some. Ruvari knew that it was her fault she had such trouble getting any information while talking to others. She was always standoffish, but being in a new kingdom seemed to push her silence and abrasiveness to the surface. Still, she knew she would have to eventually work on her callous nature some day. Though this new demeanor was of no concern to her at the moment.

Her footsteps were even and calculated as she kept her eyes forward. Ruvari had arrived in the afternoon hours at the harbor and due to all of the talking, which she despised, the hours and sun had begun to diminish by the time she had set out on her way. However, it was not the dim light of the falling sun that kept her on edge. The cawing of ravens sounded from a nearby tree yet she was focused. Crunch... Footfalls, not her own. They could not be from a heavy beast as her own steps had seemed to cover the sound for a time before she picked it up.

There was little she wasn't prepared for. Even a ghoul or lycanthrope stalking her would meet its end if it chose to jump out at her. But this was not a mindless and bloodthirsty beast. Quickly the elvish woman made an account of the distance between the figure and her. While she couldn't see them, her enhanced hearing was incredibly attuned. Still, it took time for her mind to process the information and make an educated guess.

Yet the sound of footsteps began to be drowned out by the flow of the river that began to cascade before her path. A tender rock bridge had been built, and while Ruvari knew nothing of Azuria she had assumed she would at least be able to see the capital. Though all that surrounded the elf woman was tall trees, deep green brush, and the dirt path that she had been told was the way to the kingdom. "If this is an ambush..." Slowly Ruvari's pace began to come to a crawl as she came to the stone bridge.

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Post by Ethonious » Mon Sep 17, 2018 4:05 pm

Inhale, exhale.
The thought ran through his mind over and over as he walked the commonly treaded trail with Faruh, following within the thick foliage of the forest. The Spectral corvid flew from branch to branch, taking great joy to spread his wings in the wild.

Even the undead enjoyed freedom.

Eston could definitely feel the difference in atmosphere being surrounded in a familiar, yet different environment. Countless nights has he spent in the cover of darkness walking through the dark and silent forests of his home country. His guard had been lowered, taking time to relax from the heated, and congested streets of Azuria. The mist cool to the touch of his skin; comfortably cool, enough to calm folks who suffered under the sun. Off at a distance, he could hear the rippng of water, a river was nearby which proved a perfectly place for him to rest, meditate and practice more of the book his master had passed on to him.

Eston and Faruh had arrived at the end of the thick forrstry behind them, walking towards a break of the forest by the calm river. Before them was an d and unnatural formationof a stone bridge, arching over the waters that flowed south, away from the kingdom's direction. Eston kept a slow stride, spotting for an open plain next to the river; he preferred to practice and rest near the sounds that nature gave off, whether be it the soft rustling of the trees by the breeze, or the golden grains of a wheat field swaying in unison.

A Raven's cry perked Eston's attention, while it distressed Faruh. The crow bolted from his perch to hai master's shoulder, shifting as close as he could to Eston's head. His master let out a small smile, nudging the bottom of his beak gently.

"Vaku, my friend. Vaku. That is a Raven, your bigger cousin. You are both corvids. Unlike you ravens do not always fly with a flock." Eston spoke quitely; as rowdy and troublesome Faruh was, Eston still knew his fears of the unknown.

Eston had decided to sit at the middle of the bridge, setting his crimson red burden to stand by his side. He let his feet hang off the bridge, watching the ebb and flow of the ripples.

Rest, sweet rest. Perhaps he would climb and sleep upon a trunk later.
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Re: [OPEN] Forgotten Paths

Post by Xylohem » Mon Sep 17, 2018 7:17 pm

Twigs snapped behind her as her eyes saw a figure sitting on the stone bridge. Quietly the elf muttered a curse in a dark and forgotten language.

Keeping her eyes trained on the figure in front of her, two pairs of footsteps came from where she had walked. A dark-haired burly man came forward first, a greatsword in hand. His figure was mostly covered by thin leathers and a patchwork of hide armor. "I wish we were quieter sometimes. But you can't put much over on a she-elf." The gruffness of his voice held no sway over Ruvari as she looked at who she thought was another of her assailants on the bridge.

Next to the man, a half-elf male carefully circled around her, in an attempt to block off any hope of escape. "Two then... No, maybe four. They can't be that stupid." As the half-elf moved into his position the human man held up his sword toward her. "Drop it. All of it, armor included."

The half-elf, as he maneuvered closer toward the edge of the bridge, saw a person sitting on the bridge. While his voice was not as rough as the human's it held no sweetness. "You! Boy! Scatter!" Slowly the half-elf pulled out a shortsword from his hip and pointed it at the figure sitting on the bridge. This exclamation caused Ruvari to raise her eyebrow. "Ok, maybe four still..."

Quickly, the burly man stepped toward the elf and pushed the tip of his blade into her back. "Hey! You hear what I say? All of it. Now!"

"Kaer sar mys or os tia moli." As her mouth opened to speak, shadows around her seemed to pour into her empty hands forming two dark shortswords. The dark words were quickly swept away by the churning waters of the river.

The man quickly pushed the tip of his blade against her back once more as his eyes flared with fear. "Wh-what did you say?!" Still, Ruvari did not move as she felt the man's blade press into her spine.

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Post by Ethonious » Mon Sep 17, 2018 9:06 pm

Eston was at peace resting, letting the sweet symphony of the river clear his mind of any burdens he had. His breathing halted to a calm and steady beat, all of his tensed muscles easing. A small smile crossed his lips.

He wished to stay like this for a while.

Faruh let out a small Caw, tilting his head to the side, drawing Eston's attention. He remained calm, watching the figure point from what his vision could distinguish, a sword. His mouth moved, but the white noise that the river roared overpowered any sounds that he himself could understand or make of.

"Hjavi, Corva." Eston chanted in a calm manner. The young man and his companion kept their neutral stare at the man that stood at the end of the bridge.

An unnatural gust blew from the side of the forest where he came from to the other, it's temperature bringing shivers and chills to mortals, enough to draw steamed breaths. The caws of crows sounded from the forest, gradually increasing. One by one, crows perched on each tree, till a hundred covered, keeping silent once they had reached the edge of the Forest walls, their eyes glowing with a red tint. It had not been long for the forest on his side to be polluted of tiny red lights, all fixed on the other side of the green foliage.

The murder of crows had began to caw, communicating with one another, while keeping an eye, keenly observing the man across the bridge, and two other figures behind him. Faruh cawed in response to his brothers and sisters, yet none moved their fixed look.

Something was happening just down the path. A robbery may have been in progress, or perhaps kidnappings, either way Eston was interested as to the situation.
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Re: [OPEN] Forgotten Paths

Post by Xylohem » Mon Sep 17, 2018 9:45 pm

With a growl, the man raised his blade above his head and prepared to strike at the woman. "I dare you to speak again bitch!" Swiftly the blade swung down toward her. A sudden clang of metal could be heard as the greatsword was deflected deftly by her dark shortsword.

Ducking and rolling to the side, Ruvari slipped to the right flank of the man who belted out a warcry. With renewed strength, the man swung his greatsword once again at the woman. This time, she did not deflect the blow. Instead, she ducked under the weapon. The handle over the blade in her hand tensed as she tenderly ran the tip of the sword across the man's armor. A long slash carved deep into the armor and did minor damage to the man himself as Ruvari dashed at the half-elf.

The sudden back and forth caught the lean half-elf off guard and as he raised his own sword to block an incoming blow, Ruvari feinted and drove her second blade into the man's side. A cry of pain burst from his lips as Ruvari slipped behind him. Her first blade easily positioned itself over the man's throat as the large human came barreling toward them.

"You'll pay for that she-elf!" Sprinting forward, the human charged at Ruvari as she held his accomplice. "Bastard doesn't know when to quit." With a hiss, the elf woman released her hold over the half-elf man. Pressing her foot against the small of his back she pushed the lean man toward the charging attacker.

As she pushed him forward Ruvari used the force of her shove to propel her back a few steps and onto the bridge. She held no interest in the spectator though she turned her head so her golden eye could be seen over her shoulder. "I advise you move." While she spoke in a whisper, the words seemed to emanate next to the ear of the figure that sat on the bridge behind her.

The sound of the two robbers hitting the pathway was barely louder than the rushing river, but it was enough for Ruvari to turn back to them. Carefully the pair began to pick themselves back up and readied themselves for the fight to continue.

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Re: [OPEN] Forgotten Paths

Post by Ethonious » Tue Sep 18, 2018 1:32 am

The situation escalated, to his surprise.

A strike was thrown, and then deflected. The one individual was nimble with what seemed to be a pair of short blades. Another was swung, yet the figure was poised with her movement, like water, the unknown person ducked and move fluently, incorporating a striking slash as it motioned to dodge. The unknown warrior was relentless to him, attacking the one who was shouting at him earlier. The one on the edge of the bridge was caught with his guard down mesmerized by her attacks. The bladesman got closer, who turned out to be a bladeswoman. To Eston's surprise, her elegance was unmatched with what he could recall from someone who wielded such a weapon. The woman was quick, a deceptive strike that was pulled as her other blade pierced the side of the smaller highwayman.

His cry of pain could be heard then.

He drew blood, which coated the blade with a crimson red paint. The bigger thug spoke, charging at her with speed. She let her grasp of the half-elf go, using him as a makeshift platform to propel herself back, landing a few feet from where he sat, where she stood, unfazed, in a minimal stance with no signs of balance lost.

Eston was in the presence of no mere blade wielder.

The woman was elegantly adorned in dark scarlet red and black, like a cursed rose, whose stem was darker than night. She turned to her shoulder, her iris richer than gold that only glanced at him caught his sights.

"I advise you move."

Her voice had a serious tone, yet it was composed, not a hint of struggle shook her vocal chords. Within a short few moments, she had earned a bounty of his respect; he moved in a calm matter, standing up, hoisting the burden he carried onto his shoulder again, taking leisure strides to the other end of the bridge, where he settled just to the left of the dirt path. He watched as she held her stance, as the two highwaymen recovered from their lost spar. The woman turned her attention back to the two thieves.

What happened next was for fate to decide. For now, Eston and the crows waited and watched. They were to witness skill that mocked the average mercenary's abilities.

Silence overtook, he could only hear the roar of the river.
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Re: [OPEN] Forgotten Paths

Post by Xylohem » Tue Sep 18, 2018 5:42 am

After brushing off the dirt that clung to his armor, the larger man pointed his blade at Ruvari. His words were quickly taken by the torrent of waves below her. Though she knew what he said, as she could read lips, her posture moved from attentive to lax as she placed one hand on her hip. With her other hand, the woman rolled her index finger into her palm a few times taunting the human.

A roar sounded along with the crashing of water on the rock as the human charged forward. His greatsword was raised waiting for his chance to strike. As he drew nearer a raven passed between the man and the elf woman. Her lax nature seemed to bristle as her gaze caught sight of the bird.

Within moments the man was within reach and swiftly lowered his blade to strike her. But for a flash of a second, the woman seemed to vanish from sight. In a smooth movement, the woman twisted her twin blades together and cleanly brought them up above the man's head. While she struck out the woman's foot pushed off of the man's leg and forced her into the air.

Her trajectory took her behind the large man and as she landed the thought registered in the mind of the half-elf. As he held his bleeding side the lean man smirked as he waited for his bigger friend to turn and attack. Yet this was not the case as the head of the larger man cleanly slid from its perch atop his neck. Slowly the head bounced and rolled off the side of the bridge and dropped into the river.

While the river was still running at its extraordinary pace, silence took hold. Not even the sound of the river or cawing of crows could be heard as the woman muttered. "Leave, before my Queen demands your head too." Her tone was more than serious as she glared at the half-elf.

After soiling himself, the lean man turned tail and ran. His free hand held fast to the wound on his side as he dashed away.

As the sound of the river returned, the raven that had been seen carefully perched on the shoulder of the elvish woman who turned on her heel and pointed one of her blades at the man she had told to flee. Once more her voice carried softly on the wind but was clear and stern in the ear of the man. "Why are you here?" Her two different colored eyes glared at the man as the raven on her shoulder seemed to say something into her ear.

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Post by Ethonious » Wed Sep 19, 2018 12:37 am

The river was dyed crimson red, followed with the silence .

The elven woman muttered a threat at the thief, who bore instinctual fear from what he witnessed. He turned back to the trail, dashing, limping, spilling a trail of blood.
He could survive, depending on what beasts roamed these woods.

The elf turned her attention to Eston, who pointed a a blade towards him, with eyes of untainted resolve.The eyes caught his attention; the glare, even then the color of her eyes were so much more different than what he was used to. Two different colors of Irises, the pointed ears, the dark clothing, that of which represented something sinister.

She asked what his business was walking this trail. Eston's grip on the covered armor tightened alitte. Trouble here would spell disaster if a relic such as this were to fall into the wrong hands. Faruh let out a caw, which spread anong to the rest of the flock, starting from the bottom to the very top perched at the highest of trunk of the trees. Eston gulped a bit of his anxiety down, taking one last exhale before speaking.

"I am taking a stroll through the outskirts. The streets of Azuria are beautiful, but too crowded for my own comfort. I wished to meditate, rest, and perhaps excersize a bit of my sorcery." He paused. She seemed unfazed with what said. Eston could have assumed she was an assassin sent from his country, but he very much well knew if that were the case, her crimson blade would drip of his blood.

" I've naught to interrupt your business, M'lady. From what I have witnessed, those who cross your path meet a fatal end." Eston's head glanced at the bobbing dot down the river, where s trail of blood followed close.

If she so wished it, Eston would know he would die. A prodigy he was, yes. But he was mortal, and as welcoming as the opportunity to be a lich may be to him, Eston still retains desires he wishes to fulfill before crossing that line. A battle between them would be of a decisive battle, but still best he could manage moderate wounds, but that of something she could recover within a month, perhaps even as little as a few day's rest.
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Re: [OPEN] Forgotten Paths

Post by Xylohem » Wed Sep 19, 2018 1:29 am

At the mention of Azuria, Ruvari felt her body calm. She had not realized she was tense until she released the breath she had been holding. The heat and rush slowly blew away into the breeze as her twin dark blades seemed to melt into the shadows of the forest.

"I've naught to interrupt your business, M'lady."

His courtesy caught her slightly off guard after what he just witnessed her do. However, she noticed how he tensed when she spoke. This filled her with a light sense of pride, though it was not her goal to terrify every person she came across.

Carefully her expression fell from guarded into a deadly calm. "Will this path take me to Azuria?"

As she stood calmly a strange sight began to unfold. In the moments that passed, the woman did not move an inch however her eyes shifted slightly. While the color of the eyes did not change, the gold and white flecks in her right eye seemed to emanate a tender light. Though her dark crimson left eye seemed to drink in the darkness around her as if consuming the shadows themselves.

Still, her gaze was cold and calculated. Slowly the raven on her shoulder seemed to mutter into her ear, and not to Ruvari's great surprise, she heard a familiar voice. "O mael thys ti. Cor thari pyr byr ael caesi. Shi col." Suddenly, surprise filled the face of the woman as she looked at the raven quizzically. With a hiss, the elvish woman looked back at the man and gave a tentative smile.

Her forced smile did nothing to hide her annoyance, though it was obvious she was not annoyed by the man before her. Yet the smile did emphasize her beauty. Although, the beauty she seemed to show held a mysterious nature as if she were like a dark Faerie barely seen except out of the corner of one's eye under the light of the moon.

"I must go to Azuria, though I know not where to go." As she spoke her voice was honied and sweet. Even her smile seemed to become natural as it showed off her sharp canines.

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Re: [OPEN] Forgotten Paths

Post by Ethonious » Wed Sep 19, 2018 3:20 am

"iShe's full of surprises."

Eston was very much fascinated with her. Calm and calculated, subsiding into a neutral, yet heartless look, to a friendly smile and a sweet vocal tone. She was skipping through three personalities, yet all resonated with urgency.

Were all elves such as her like this?

Eston let out a subtle sigh, once more he could feel the cool air give him a comforting embrace. She meant no harm to him, or so he felt that. Eston reciprocated the friendly gesture with a small soft smile, although his teeth did not show; his cheeks had hurt from forcing a smile arriving at the pier and just on his way back from the Dragon's Den. The sorcerer calmly turned his head, gesturing on the dirt path in which he approached from.

"Azuria lies beyond the path I had tread. Follow it, and it should not be long from here. It would take half an hour or so to reach the edge of this forest, by then the walls of Azuria could be seen within eyesight." He politely spoke.

The countless crows that stood a distance behind him waiting around the trees had began to disperse, flying and taking perches near on both sides of the forest where the dirt path cut in between the greenery. Their unnatural silence broke to that of a nice normal murder of crows, communicating with one another.

Eston turned his head back, holding the soft smile at the Elven woman.
"I could let my companions accompany you to the edge of the forest, or I am able to lead you to the destination if you so wish it be. Although you may have to wait, for I desire to be surrounded with fewer people. I grow anxious and feel endangered in situations where there are too many people." Eston said.

"You see, I am but a refugee. I fled from my home country, for they declared that I was an enemy of the state." Eston paused, unbeknownst to him his smile faded to a subtle bitter and hurt expression.

"Although, none of that matters. I do apologise for being selfish, but I just desire to enjoy the peace and to converse with fewer rather than more." Eston continued, tilting his head to the side slightly, lightening up his face once more.

"Please, do as you wish! Take a seat and rest, or if you so desire, I will have the flock lead you on your way. Worry not, they mean no harm."
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