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meh, it's not like there's gonna be an explosion or something other crazy like that, Shaw, seeing as our unofficial potion master is AFK atm ^_^
also, I brought the rest of the gang, so now we can be properly introduced! :D
you could say they are not exactly going to ask for autographs anytime soon ^_^
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My my though, they do not like Rae, do they?
you could say they are not exactly going to ask for autographs anytime soon ^_^
heh, no probz, I only had to change a few linez, the post is basically the same xD
i actually miss being butted-in-on a little bit... it reminds me of the old, old days, heh. doesn't happen now though, with Feychild having become an epic slowpoke of legendary proportions ^_^
i actually miss being butted-in-on a little bit... it reminds me of the old, old days, heh. doesn't happen now though, with Feychild having become an epic slowpoke of legendary proportions ^_^
A series of heavy footsteps could suddenly be heard from outside of Sharon's study.
Not long after, Falaani suddenly appeared outside the doorway, still covered in bits of frost and snow from the outside. She immediately spotted the trio inside the room, and raised her hand to point at them.
"There she is, mistress! That's the featherless harpy I spoke of!" Falaani called out, just as more than half a dozen of sentinels rounded the corner behind her. All of them were armed and armored, wearing their winter uniforms consisting of long wool robes with pitch black steel plates, pauldrons, helmets, tassets, greaves and handguards; their armor decorated with an elaborate silver lining depicting leaves and intricate patterns over the black painted surface. And on their back, most of them wore a dual set of cloaks, their traditional deep purple and blue elven cloaks, with some shorter, black capes on top of it.
And they were all armed to the teeth, holding bows, spears and dual blades, and more than a dozen angry, silver eyes were now zoomed in on Rae'liel.
In the middle of the group was their captain; Mistress Serphia, a towering elf with a long, flowing snow white hair who was very large even for a Night Elf, standing at almost eight feet tall and looming down over them. She was holding two thin, yet large and curved elven blades, and cast a cold and calculative look down at Rae'liel, similar to that of a predator eyeing its defenseless prey!
"Rath'falaani, safir!" Serphia suddenly called out with a commanding voice, and the seven sentinels in her company immediately surged forward with a burst of speed through the doorway to the study, forming a half circle around where Rae'liel and Sharon stood; pointing their weapons and arrows directly at the couple!
Rithrynn was standing at the furthest to the side, the blue haired sentinel watching them closely while secretly trying to fix the last couple of straps of her armor while she thought no one was watching, after she had been forced to rearm herself on record time on Serphia's command!
Walking forward in a calm yet threatening manner, Serphia approached the pair at the door. She held both of her swords with a firm grip as she approached them, the leather of her gloves cracking as her fingers squeezed around the handle of her blade.
Pausing, she took a moment to look down at Rae'liel and Sharon; before suddenly raising both of her light swords in the blink of an eye, pointing them at Sharon and Rae'liel and only stopping less than an inch away from their eyes!
"Is this a joke?" Serphia asked with an ice cold tone, her eyes passing Sharon to land at Rae'liel.
Not long after, Falaani suddenly appeared outside the doorway, still covered in bits of frost and snow from the outside. She immediately spotted the trio inside the room, and raised her hand to point at them.
"There she is, mistress! That's the featherless harpy I spoke of!" Falaani called out, just as more than half a dozen of sentinels rounded the corner behind her. All of them were armed and armored, wearing their winter uniforms consisting of long wool robes with pitch black steel plates, pauldrons, helmets, tassets, greaves and handguards; their armor decorated with an elaborate silver lining depicting leaves and intricate patterns over the black painted surface. And on their back, most of them wore a dual set of cloaks, their traditional deep purple and blue elven cloaks, with some shorter, black capes on top of it.
And they were all armed to the teeth, holding bows, spears and dual blades, and more than a dozen angry, silver eyes were now zoomed in on Rae'liel.
In the middle of the group was their captain; Mistress Serphia, a towering elf with a long, flowing snow white hair who was very large even for a Night Elf, standing at almost eight feet tall and looming down over them. She was holding two thin, yet large and curved elven blades, and cast a cold and calculative look down at Rae'liel, similar to that of a predator eyeing its defenseless prey!
"Rath'falaani, safir!" Serphia suddenly called out with a commanding voice, and the seven sentinels in her company immediately surged forward with a burst of speed through the doorway to the study, forming a half circle around where Rae'liel and Sharon stood; pointing their weapons and arrows directly at the couple!
Rithrynn was standing at the furthest to the side, the blue haired sentinel watching them closely while secretly trying to fix the last couple of straps of her armor while she thought no one was watching, after she had been forced to rearm herself on record time on Serphia's command!
Walking forward in a calm yet threatening manner, Serphia approached the pair at the door. She held both of her swords with a firm grip as she approached them, the leather of her gloves cracking as her fingers squeezed around the handle of her blade.
Pausing, she took a moment to look down at Rae'liel and Sharon; before suddenly raising both of her light swords in the blink of an eye, pointing them at Sharon and Rae'liel and only stopping less than an inch away from their eyes!
"Is this a joke?" Serphia asked with an ice cold tone, her eyes passing Sharon to land at Rae'liel.
awww, good luck Li! hope youz back soon :D
and i liked it, fei :D
it seems rae is an optimist!! ... which can also be a deadly sin ^_^
*Fae'liel uses 'Reason & Logic' against Night Elves*
*It has no effect!*
and i liked it, fei :D
it seems rae is an optimist!! ... which can also be a deadly sin ^_^
*Fae'liel uses 'Reason & Logic' against Night Elves*
*It has no effect!*
Falaani, who had been in a rather passive and bored stance earlier; had immediately been amped up by the arrival of a Blood Elf of all things in front of the house!
Even though she was on the other side of the barred, frozen gate, she had not hesitated to already fire one arrow at the Blood Elf, but it had been a poorly placed shot that had been blocked.
When the Blood Elf held up the two letters, Falaani's eyes narrowed as she looked them; bow and arrow ready in hand.
"Scryers-who? ... " Falaani uttered, giving the much smaller elf an evil eye.
"Why by Elune's sacred ass should I care whatsoever of the opinions of a bunch of sin'dorei sub-elves... or whatever those Scryers are. You really are stupid to,-"
Falaani suddenly cancelled her arsenal of curse words and verbal attacks which she had prepared for Rae'liel when she heard another pair of steps. Now all of a sudden looking past Rae'liel, the Night Elves' silver eyes were tracking a pair of human guardsmen who patrolled the snowy streets, wearing some fur cloaks over their city armor.
Falaani, who was on the other side of the gate, was outside of their field of vision, but the two men nonetheless threw Rae'liel a curious stare as they walked by, but didn't seem to have any intention to intervene at the Blood Elf. Instead, they simply passed some words and chuckles between themselves before disappearing around the next corner.
Struck by a momentary disbelief, Falaani's eyes shot back at Rae'liel as she immediately raised her bow at her.
"What conspiracy is this?! Are you some ploy sent by the apes?!"
"What's going on, sister?" Sounded the voice of another sentinel, Sa'Thani, whom shortly thereafter appeared by Falaani on the other side of the gate. She too immediately aimed her bow at Rae'liel when she saw the Blood Elf.
"The humans let this green-eyed midget pass through the city - unscathed!" Falaani shouted back at her fellow sisters, as the two sentinels were both now aiming at Rae'liel. Falaani was now scanning Rae'liel's body, seemingly looking for an unprotected point where she could place an arrow.
"Curse those degenerated monkeys, I knew they were useless!"
"She also claims that she knows that High Elf we're protecting, Sharon." Falaani commented in the end ot Sa'Thani, who looked back at her.
"She's an honest assassin?"
"I don't know. Do assassins knock on the door?"
"It could be a second conspiracy, by the High Elf against us!"
"What? He wouldn't dare!"
"We should tell Mistress Serphia at once!"
"Yeah! But... what do we do about the Blood Elf." Falaani asked hesitantly.
"Shoot her, of course! Do you really want to tell Serphia that you let one of those sin'dorei scum leave?!"
Even though she was on the other side of the barred, frozen gate, she had not hesitated to already fire one arrow at the Blood Elf, but it had been a poorly placed shot that had been blocked.
When the Blood Elf held up the two letters, Falaani's eyes narrowed as she looked them; bow and arrow ready in hand.
"Scryers-who? ... " Falaani uttered, giving the much smaller elf an evil eye.
"Why by Elune's sacred ass should I care whatsoever of the opinions of a bunch of sin'dorei sub-elves... or whatever those Scryers are. You really are stupid to,-"
Falaani suddenly cancelled her arsenal of curse words and verbal attacks which she had prepared for Rae'liel when she heard another pair of steps. Now all of a sudden looking past Rae'liel, the Night Elves' silver eyes were tracking a pair of human guardsmen who patrolled the snowy streets, wearing some fur cloaks over their city armor.
Falaani, who was on the other side of the gate, was outside of their field of vision, but the two men nonetheless threw Rae'liel a curious stare as they walked by, but didn't seem to have any intention to intervene at the Blood Elf. Instead, they simply passed some words and chuckles between themselves before disappearing around the next corner.
Struck by a momentary disbelief, Falaani's eyes shot back at Rae'liel as she immediately raised her bow at her.
"What conspiracy is this?! Are you some ploy sent by the apes?!"
"What's going on, sister?" Sounded the voice of another sentinel, Sa'Thani, whom shortly thereafter appeared by Falaani on the other side of the gate. She too immediately aimed her bow at Rae'liel when she saw the Blood Elf.
"The humans let this green-eyed midget pass through the city - unscathed!" Falaani shouted back at her fellow sisters, as the two sentinels were both now aiming at Rae'liel. Falaani was now scanning Rae'liel's body, seemingly looking for an unprotected point where she could place an arrow.
"Curse those degenerated monkeys, I knew they were useless!"
"She also claims that she knows that High Elf we're protecting, Sharon." Falaani commented in the end ot Sa'Thani, who looked back at her.
"She's an honest assassin?"
"I don't know. Do assassins knock on the door?"
"It could be a second conspiracy, by the High Elf against us!"
"What? He wouldn't dare!"
"We should tell Mistress Serphia at once!"
"Yeah! But... what do we do about the Blood Elf." Falaani asked hesitantly.
"Shoot her, of course! Do you really want to tell Serphia that you let one of those sin'dorei scum leave?!"
HAAAAIII, and welcome to our RP!!1
i'm Rithy and i'm sure we'll make great friends if you survive ^_^
don't worry about names, you'll just join the ministry of silly names alongside the rest! *Peers at Feychild*
i'm Rithy and i'm sure we'll make great friends if you survive ^_^
don't worry about names, you'll just join the ministry of silly names alongside the rest! *Peers at Feychild*
mebbeh it's time to update the char list a little, shaw?
thinking we got so many NPCs that are not on the list so far, and some of the ones we do have could use an update to better reflect their current situation :D
thinking we got so many NPCs that are not on the list so far, and some of the ones we do have could use an update to better reflect their current situation :D
you guys can just go ahead and post.
rithy will be doing her thing in the living room for the moment, which mainly consists of doing as little as night elvenly possible ^_^
rithy will be doing her thing in the living room for the moment, which mainly consists of doing as little as night elvenly possible ^_^
In the beginning, the nightsaber simply stared blankly back at Miss Collins as she was fondling her cheeks, playfully twisting the battlecat's head around. Nisha seemed confused by the many signals that she was receiving from the strange human, but at the mention of treats and goodies, Nisha let out a smaller, approving roar as the nightsaber's face turned into a happy, tooth-filled smile at the human's words.
Rithrynn stood next to the two in the meantime, having contemplated whether she should intervene or not if Nisha wanted to eat the human after the scolding she had received. But as it became apparent that no such thing would happen with Miss Collin being the unofficial mistress of all food in the house, Rithrynn let the thought slip.
"Well, it seems like you guys are coming well along... " Rithrynn commented as she stared at the way miss Collins played with Nisha.
"I shall leave you to it. And Nisha, remember to return to your quarters when finished!"
The nightsaber merely made a low noise in return to Rithrynn's command, as Nisha was already following miss Collins further back into the kitchen!
Throwing the two a last look, Rithrynn placed one foot behind her, and slipped out of the kitchen; but not before snatching a wine bottle that was standing around on the tables! Having exited the kitchen, she walked away in the direction of her own room. If Liaena did not return anytime soon, she had a lingering suspicion that Sharon would probably call for a search expedition.
Whatever he might have planned to do later that day, Rithrynn at least felt determined that she would do nothing more, until she had gotten herself some R&R!
*
A few moments later, Rithrynn appeared in the living room of Sharon's mansion, which was still occupied by her warband.
Carrying the bottle she had stolen from the kitchen in one hand, and wearing a dark blue, silk bathrobe, Rithrynn walked through the living room in search of a place to sit. Slightly more than half of the room's two dozen occupants were fast asleep, sleeping in everything from sofas, chairs and in corners. The noise in the room was noticeable lower than before, though it could not be classified as anything near 'quiet', as there were still at least two groups in the room talking loudly and laughing between each other, and the mini-fight-tournament was still going on, as her sisters had apparently managed to scavenge a new table after the last one was demolished. At the moment, she recognized Anastia, who was going on a winning streak of four so far. Next to the small crowd around the table sat Naliyah, who didn't seem one bit tired as the pink haired Night Elf scanned the room with utmost precision, and gave Rithrynn a small wink as she entered that was enough to send a small chill up through her spine.
Though there seemed to have been another tournament in her absence, as Rithrynn noted a mannequin standing in front of the windows. It was peppered with arrows, most of them buried in its face, but some sitting in the wall behind it. One of the windows however seemed to have had a frame boarded up, and Rithrynn could only guess that not every arrow had hit its mark.
As for Shani, she was nowhere to be seen in the room anymore.
Finding a large chair occupied by one of her sisters, who at the moment was fast asleep as she lay across the entire leather chair, Rithrynn paused for a moment. Taking some time to observe her sleeping sister, Rithrynn gently moved an arm behind her, and slowly pushed her towards the edge. Upon reaching the edge, the slow journey stopped, and was replaced with an instantaneous fall and a 'thud' as the sentinel fell face flat down on the floor in front of the chair. However, the abrupt fall did not seem to have disturbed her booze filled beauty sleep, and thus Rithrynn sneaked herself over her to sit down in the chair herself.
"Thank Elune, finally some peace and quiet... "
Rithrynn thought to herself as she began to work on the cork of the bottle.
Rithrynn stood next to the two in the meantime, having contemplated whether she should intervene or not if Nisha wanted to eat the human after the scolding she had received. But as it became apparent that no such thing would happen with Miss Collin being the unofficial mistress of all food in the house, Rithrynn let the thought slip.
"Well, it seems like you guys are coming well along... " Rithrynn commented as she stared at the way miss Collins played with Nisha.
"I shall leave you to it. And Nisha, remember to return to your quarters when finished!"
The nightsaber merely made a low noise in return to Rithrynn's command, as Nisha was already following miss Collins further back into the kitchen!
Throwing the two a last look, Rithrynn placed one foot behind her, and slipped out of the kitchen; but not before snatching a wine bottle that was standing around on the tables! Having exited the kitchen, she walked away in the direction of her own room. If Liaena did not return anytime soon, she had a lingering suspicion that Sharon would probably call for a search expedition.
Whatever he might have planned to do later that day, Rithrynn at least felt determined that she would do nothing more, until she had gotten herself some R&R!
*
A few moments later, Rithrynn appeared in the living room of Sharon's mansion, which was still occupied by her warband.
Carrying the bottle she had stolen from the kitchen in one hand, and wearing a dark blue, silk bathrobe, Rithrynn walked through the living room in search of a place to sit. Slightly more than half of the room's two dozen occupants were fast asleep, sleeping in everything from sofas, chairs and in corners. The noise in the room was noticeable lower than before, though it could not be classified as anything near 'quiet', as there were still at least two groups in the room talking loudly and laughing between each other, and the mini-fight-tournament was still going on, as her sisters had apparently managed to scavenge a new table after the last one was demolished. At the moment, she recognized Anastia, who was going on a winning streak of four so far. Next to the small crowd around the table sat Naliyah, who didn't seem one bit tired as the pink haired Night Elf scanned the room with utmost precision, and gave Rithrynn a small wink as she entered that was enough to send a small chill up through her spine.
Though there seemed to have been another tournament in her absence, as Rithrynn noted a mannequin standing in front of the windows. It was peppered with arrows, most of them buried in its face, but some sitting in the wall behind it. One of the windows however seemed to have had a frame boarded up, and Rithrynn could only guess that not every arrow had hit its mark.
As for Shani, she was nowhere to be seen in the room anymore.
Finding a large chair occupied by one of her sisters, who at the moment was fast asleep as she lay across the entire leather chair, Rithrynn paused for a moment. Taking some time to observe her sleeping sister, Rithrynn gently moved an arm behind her, and slowly pushed her towards the edge. Upon reaching the edge, the slow journey stopped, and was replaced with an instantaneous fall and a 'thud' as the sentinel fell face flat down on the floor in front of the chair. However, the abrupt fall did not seem to have disturbed her booze filled beauty sleep, and thus Rithrynn sneaked herself over her to sit down in the chair herself.
"Thank Elune, finally some peace and quiet... "
Rithrynn thought to herself as she began to work on the cork of the bottle.
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