amon_darknight
Say Goodnighttothe Badguy
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There was a fight happening in the deep of the Forest, many heavy footsteps could be heard trampling the soft earth. They were searching for something or someone, everything was getting stomped and destroyed in there path, the once beautiful forest was becoming a wasteland. Where the orcs went, they left chopped down trees, burning logs, trampled flowers and bushes. They slaughtered any living thing they came across, who or whatever they were looking for had to be found.
The swift footed man jumped from tree branch to tree branch ahead of the pack of orcs, he looked backed and sighed as he saw the path of destruction they left behind them. He had to do something, but he did not want to spill blood in this forest, stain the earth with there dirty blood. As he stopped on a branch and looked to them, he crouched down and pulled forth a bright blue gem and he looked to it as it seemed to hold a dark cloud in the middle. The man watched through his golden eyes and he chanted a spell of some sort as he threw the gem as high as he could, he looked and wanted to destroy the pack of orcs, but he knew better than to attack with rage in his heart and mind. It was a fools plan. He knew he had to find the leader and take him out, than the orcs would just leave.
He than started to wait to see if the leader would reveal himself... he would wait, there would be no way the pack would find him. Not with the help of his enchanted cloak. He watched them carefully and kept watch as the gem took its effect and a storm started to brew the man with the gold eyes grinned, things would get interesting now. He pulled his cloak tighter around him as he blended into the tree now. He felt the wind pick up as the rain came down and the clouds covered the sky and really made the forest dark. This was a good time to move, he looked and saw how the water covered the trees and it would be very difficult even for him to stay balanced on the move...
Even for an Elf...
He hopped down as thunder sounded from the sky and lightning crashed and covered his landing as he was on the prowl already.
He had thoughts as he moved of his sister, his beautiful beautiful sister, what would he do with out her, who would he be...
He sneaked his way through the forest behind the orcs as they made camp and the man waited for the leader to show before he killed him. This man was a hunter, an assassin of the forest, he hid his true potential from his family though, he did not want them knowing what kind of person he was, but when things like this came into his homeland, he had to deal with it in this manner. He picked off a few orcs and took something they had stolen, something they had no idea of what it was or what it was worth. But this man was not an ordinary forest elf, he had vast knowledge of the outside world and he knew what the item was in the case, well items he should think.
The man drew his deadly dagger and waited. He could hear heavy footsteps approaching, it sounded very different than the others, so he knew this had to be the leader. This one sounded armored and a lot heavier and in the company larger company. Giants and orgers he imagined. The elf feared not what was there, he had his family to protect and his village. His village did not even know of his training or work outside of the village, but he would not let these foes hurt anyone here. It was bad enough of the destruction they caused already, he was very angry that he let that happened, but he was to do this with tactic, he did not want to expose himself to much. That and he did not want to bring to much attention to this part of the forest.
He than saw the entourage that was with the leader, the orc himself was a very strong looking one, he wore dark jagged armor, a helmet that had a very large pointed end on the top, and on his back was a jagged edged great sword that smoke was emanating from... the elf watched as he walked in the middle of a defensive formation of two hill giants and three orge magi, that were far less armored. The elf watched as they walked by stunned.
What the hell is going on... were these items really that powerful, did they really know what they were.
He knew he was over his head, he watched as they walked right pass him and he thought about it, could he kill that orc with a shot, or would he not be able to pierce that armor...
Best not to risk it, he ran off into the forest and headed to his home.
He got back and he spoke a spell and his home appeared and he walked in to the enchanted home. Here he lives alone and he protects it from all intruders, his family lives in the village with the others. He strips his cloak from his body and lets it hang on the hook to dry, his body was revealed to be very muscular and defined, he was still very lean, but very cut up. His body showed signs of many battles, scars spread across his back from swords and daggers slashing and stabbing his body, arrows and bolts piercing his flesh left there marks. His bright blue hair hung low on his body, it was not kept in a fashionable manner, it was kept very shaggy and messy all the time, but he didn't care. His gold eyes were bright as gold bars as he looked at his dry clothes and he dressed himself as he went to the window and called for his messenger falcon, he than looked to the treasure he stole from the pack and wondered what was so important that they needed a pack and leader like that. He knew the items were magically imbued, but to see a pack like that... something was up.
He looked over and saw a picture of his Sister, she was so beautiful, so perfect, he wanted her, but she was his sister... why did things have to be the way they were... he shook his head as he looked at it and smiled. The things he would do to her... no no, I can't think of things like that... have to get the village warned...
He wrote the note in warning, and sent it off immediately, he than turned and look, the storm was still going in the area he left. He had time...
Jarvis smiled as he still looked to the picture and he walked over to his lavish bed and laid in it as he thought of his sister.
There was a fight happening in the deep of the Forest, many heavy footsteps could be heard trampling the soft earth. They were searching for something or someone, everything was getting stomped and destroyed in there path, the once beautiful forest was becoming a wasteland. Where the orcs went, they left chopped down trees, burning logs, trampled flowers and bushes. They slaughtered any living thing they came across, who or whatever they were looking for had to be found.
The swift footed man jumped from tree branch to tree branch ahead of the pack of orcs, he looked backed and sighed as he saw the path of destruction they left behind them. He had to do something, but he did not want to spill blood in this forest, stain the earth with there dirty blood. As he stopped on a branch and looked to them, he crouched down and pulled forth a bright blue gem and he looked to it as it seemed to hold a dark cloud in the middle. The man watched through his golden eyes and he chanted a spell of some sort as he threw the gem as high as he could, he looked and wanted to destroy the pack of orcs, but he knew better than to attack with rage in his heart and mind. It was a fools plan. He knew he had to find the leader and take him out, than the orcs would just leave.
He than started to wait to see if the leader would reveal himself... he would wait, there would be no way the pack would find him. Not with the help of his enchanted cloak. He watched them carefully and kept watch as the gem took its effect and a storm started to brew the man with the gold eyes grinned, things would get interesting now. He pulled his cloak tighter around him as he blended into the tree now. He felt the wind pick up as the rain came down and the clouds covered the sky and really made the forest dark. This was a good time to move, he looked and saw how the water covered the trees and it would be very difficult even for him to stay balanced on the move...
Even for an Elf...
He hopped down as thunder sounded from the sky and lightning crashed and covered his landing as he was on the prowl already.
He had thoughts as he moved of his sister, his beautiful beautiful sister, what would he do with out her, who would he be...
He sneaked his way through the forest behind the orcs as they made camp and the man waited for the leader to show before he killed him. This man was a hunter, an assassin of the forest, he hid his true potential from his family though, he did not want them knowing what kind of person he was, but when things like this came into his homeland, he had to deal with it in this manner. He picked off a few orcs and took something they had stolen, something they had no idea of what it was or what it was worth. But this man was not an ordinary forest elf, he had vast knowledge of the outside world and he knew what the item was in the case, well items he should think.
The man drew his deadly dagger and waited. He could hear heavy footsteps approaching, it sounded very different than the others, so he knew this had to be the leader. This one sounded armored and a lot heavier and in the company larger company. Giants and orgers he imagined. The elf feared not what was there, he had his family to protect and his village. His village did not even know of his training or work outside of the village, but he would not let these foes hurt anyone here. It was bad enough of the destruction they caused already, he was very angry that he let that happened, but he was to do this with tactic, he did not want to expose himself to much. That and he did not want to bring to much attention to this part of the forest.
He than saw the entourage that was with the leader, the orc himself was a very strong looking one, he wore dark jagged armor, a helmet that had a very large pointed end on the top, and on his back was a jagged edged great sword that smoke was emanating from... the elf watched as he walked in the middle of a defensive formation of two hill giants and three orge magi, that were far less armored. The elf watched as they walked by stunned.
What the hell is going on... were these items really that powerful, did they really know what they were.
He knew he was over his head, he watched as they walked right pass him and he thought about it, could he kill that orc with a shot, or would he not be able to pierce that armor...
Best not to risk it, he ran off into the forest and headed to his home.
He got back and he spoke a spell and his home appeared and he walked in to the enchanted home. Here he lives alone and he protects it from all intruders, his family lives in the village with the others. He strips his cloak from his body and lets it hang on the hook to dry, his body was revealed to be very muscular and defined, he was still very lean, but very cut up. His body showed signs of many battles, scars spread across his back from swords and daggers slashing and stabbing his body, arrows and bolts piercing his flesh left there marks. His bright blue hair hung low on his body, it was not kept in a fashionable manner, it was kept very shaggy and messy all the time, but he didn't care. His gold eyes were bright as gold bars as he looked at his dry clothes and he dressed himself as he went to the window and called for his messenger falcon, he than looked to the treasure he stole from the pack and wondered what was so important that they needed a pack and leader like that. He knew the items were magically imbued, but to see a pack like that... something was up.
He looked over and saw a picture of his Sister, she was so beautiful, so perfect, he wanted her, but she was his sister... why did things have to be the way they were... he shook his head as he looked at it and smiled. The things he would do to her... no no, I can't think of things like that... have to get the village warned...
He wrote the note in warning, and sent it off immediately, he than turned and look, the storm was still going in the area he left. He had time...
Jarvis smiled as he still looked to the picture and he walked over to his lavish bed and laid in it as he thought of his sister.
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