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Post by The Great Wizard on May 12, 2011 6:24:39 GMT -5
Tam walked slowly through the Free peoples of D'hara's camp, posing as a musician (quite well since he was a very good flute player) playing a sombre tune. The wasn't bad but it wasn't good either, it had that odd quality of blending into the background until you thought about it, but then it was gone as Tam quickly moved past, a musician moving through the camp drew a lot less attention than he would otherwise. He came near a wagon, parked near a bunch of tents with red stripes painted on the side. Unfortunately a wizard had noticed him, he dislike wizards, they noticed the most inconvenient things. The wizard grabbed his wrist
"You! what are you doing here? This is a restricted area."
"Errrm..."
Tam considered his opitions, instinct told him to run but in the middle the camp, surrounded by deadly men, and a wizard. But he had no satisfactory answer to the wizards question and he didn't like the thought of what the wizard might do. Damned if you do Nic, damned if you don't he thought to himself.
Lashing out with his foot he kicked the wizard, right on the knee cap, the surprised wizard loosened his grip and Tam yanked free, but not before the wizard used the wizards touch of pain. It felt like his arm was on fire, driving the air from his lungs. Gasping he ran up the side of the wagon, vaulting over the canvas roof, narrowly dodging a fireball which continued up high into the air before winking out. Tam sprinted into one of the tents with the red strips, planning on cutting through the other side. Only to come face to face with a women in red leather.
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Post by Anthony on May 13, 2011 11:26:54 GMT -5
Drabic chased the intruder. He ran around the wagon peaking into a couple of tents. Nothing, there was only one tent left. He walked slowly to the tent. The one where Eris was being held.
Drabic began to reach for the flap when we heard a alarm to the south. He stopped. That was the alarm to signal a attack.
"I will find you later." With that Drabic ran to the south of camp towards the alarm.
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Post by Lord Rahl on May 14, 2011 0:50:19 GMT -5
Arya raised her Agiel.
The man came skidding to a halt before her, his brown hair brushing his shoulders, his gray eyes fixed on her blue.
She frowned at him.
"You are no soldier. What are you doing here? I want an answer, and I want it now."
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Post by The Great Wizard on May 14, 2011 2:25:40 GMT -5
Tam groaned, this was getting worse by the second.
He looked around the tent. A shackled man was beside the women and a soldier stood watch behind them.
"Well I err. There was a bit of a misunderstanding and I'm sort of running..."
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Post by Lord Rahl on May 16, 2011 0:08:19 GMT -5
An eyebrow went up to join her Agiel.
"A misunderstanding. How interesting. Well, then, I think you should speak plainly your intent. I don't think it'd do to have another misunderstanding. Don't you agree?"
Arlan growled beside her, "Why don't you just kill him? We're in the heart of an enemy encampment, he's hardly an ally."
Her glare silenced him. She turned back to the man in front of her.
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Post by The Great Wizard on May 16, 2011 1:09:10 GMT -5
"Escaping, saving lord rahl's life and swearing loyalty to him. You don't have any objections do you?"
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Post by Lord Rahl on May 16, 2011 9:52:19 GMT -5
"And you expect me to believe, just like that, that we can trust you? Because you claim to work for Lord—"
An explosive roar, and as she peeked out of the tent, the air was lit by blazing flames in the distance where the opposing wizards were no doubt combating each other with magic.
She swore under her breath.
"We don't have time for this. We need to find Drabic and get that damned key."
Eris spoke up. "Maybe the boy can help. If he is sincere in his words, perhaps he could prove it."
Arya frowned in thought, and then turned a questioning look at the man who stood before her.
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Post by Lord Rahl on May 25, 2011 4:53:46 GMT -5
The man did not respond immediately, apparently unsure about what he could do. She didn't have time for this. The army was starting to retreat and if they didn't hurry there would be no chance to get the key and save Eris.
"Out of my way, boy."
She shoved him aside and marched into the darkness. Arlan followed.
"No. You stay with Eris. I don't trust that man."
Arlan nodded. "You're right. We are here to save him, after all."
Arya turned and ran through the camp. The alarms had gone off long since and everyone was in a panic. She met little resistance, and when she did it was nothing requiring more than a thrust and twist of the Agiel.
Drabic would be helping to fend off their forces, meaning he would likely be near the front lines, but far enough back so that the soldiers were not a threat. She guessed he would be in the east, where the bulk of their forces were. She changed her course to go toward the columns of flame in the distance.
"What have we here?"
She looked to the side and saw a soldier wearing a hooded cloak, his gap-toothed grin showing through the darkness. He was most likely a messenger. He grabbed her arm.
She twisted around and grabbed his arm instead, slipping behind him and bringing it up behind him. He yelled. She brought her Agiel around to his neck and quickly dispatched him. She already had an idea.
She dragged his body to a nearby tent and began stripping him. He wore light chainmail and leather. His clothing on top of her own leather made her appear bulkier than she was. She threw the cloak on and pulled the hood up. Now she would appear to be a messenger.
She had a message for Drabic.
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