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Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

A soft wind blew through the forest. The sound of silence was almost defening. His soft blue eyes looked up at the afternoon sky as he walked. It had been a long trip, he was supposed to take a message to Rivendell, and the trip was taking it's toll on him. His long black hair was tied behind him as he walked beside his horse. It was slowly starting to grow dark, and he was getting ready to set up camp for the night. He still had a few days journey before he arrived on the border of the elven lands, and the message was not of any particular urgence. So he could take his time. He tied his horse to a nearby tree as he moved, setting up his camp as the sky slowly began to grow dimmer. He started a fire and moved, sitting against a nearby tree, letting the warmth of it grow over him as he looked up at the sky. It was clear and calm. He smiled, at least he was safe for the night. Bandits weren't known to frequent these woods, so at the very least, he would get a good nights rest. don't expect them all to be this long. x3
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

She ran, bare feet scraping over the rough terrain. She looked over her shoulder, long white blonde hair whipping around her dirty and bruised face. Her lungs burned as she fled the band of Orcs that were chasing her. A branch whipped across her cheekbone, splitting the skin. Her grey eyes were wide and wild with fear. She screamed as she was nearly trampled by a horse that was tied to a tree. It reared as she came very close to slamming into it.
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

He moved quickly as he heard a scream, seeing his horse rear up he moved, grabbing the reigns and calming her down,Hey... hey... he said in a soft voice as the horse calmed. He looked to the girl, standing between her and the horse now,Who are you? He asked softly, seeing the cut on her cheek and her bloodied feet. He could tell she had been running for a while,What's wrong? Are you okay? He said softly as he held out a hand for her.
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

She flinched away, tripping over her feet. She looked behind her, eyes searching for her pursuers. H..help me please! Her heart fluttered behind her ribcage like a frightened bird. Orcs are chasing me. She looked up at him, eyes wide with fear, tears streaking down her bloodied cheek.
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

He nodded a bit before he looked behind her. His ears searching for sounds of persuers as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. It took a moment or two before he could see into the darkened forest. He could hear no orcs, so he figured she had outrun them,I think you'll be safe. He said simply to the girl,I don't hear any orcs out there... and they would be cursing up a storm trying to get through these woods. He said with a light nod as he moved, pulling out a small rag from his bag and pouring a bit of water on it,Here... for your cheek. he said softly.
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

She reached out slowly and took the rag, holding it to her cheek. She hissed as it stung slightly. As she moved, the bruises on her wrists were visible, marring her cream colored skin. Similar marks covered her slim ankles and neck.
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

He looked around a bit more before looking back to her,You should be safe... we're really deep in the forest, and as you probably felt while running, the brush is thick and tangling... He said as he moved, pulling out a few bandages for her,Come sit down... have some food... He said to her,I'm sure youre almost out of energy... and you're probably going to need it to bear the cleaning of your wounds... he said softly.
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

She watched him closely, warily. Slowly, she stood and edged closer to him. Wh...what is your name? She removed the bloody rag from her cheek once the bleeding had slowed, nearly stopping. A bird called in the distance, causing her to startle violently.
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

He looked at her, moving her gently near the fire,Sion. he said softly and simply, moving a bit as he looked over her cheek,You? He asked, moving and pouring some water on the rag, starting to gently dab at her scrapes and cuts as he looked at her, giving a soft warm smile.
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

Lilliam. She answered softly. She was growing more accustomed to him and some of the tension in her muscles had dissapated. His touch was gentle, calming even. Thank you for helping me. I do not know how I will repay you. The Orcs had held her prisoner for quite some time. She escaped while they were otherwise engaged. She had nothing to her name save for the dirty and torn shift she wore. It exposed a good bit of her pale skin.
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

He nodded softly as he continued to clean at her wounds, slowly letting the water slowly drip over her wounds. He moved softly away and poured clean water onto the rag once more,You don't need to. He said softly,I didn't really do anything besides be here... He said with a gentle chuckle. It was true, he had just happened to be there at the moment.
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

She gave him a soft smile, life returning to her light grey eyes. Well perhaps this will be enough thanks. She leaned over and placed a soft kiss to his cheek. Her cheeks flooded with color and she let out a giggle. As she pulled away, she pushed her hair behind her ears, revealing their softly pointed tips. Adjusting the skirts of her dress, she gazed into the fire. Every so often she would wince as he pressed a little too hard or touched a more tender wound.
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

He nodded softly. It was at least nice to have some company, even if it was just for the night,Very well then. he said as she gave him a soft peck on the cheek. He hadn't seen an elf for a long time, so this was a good change. He finished bandaging her as he moved, grabbing a piece of meat from the fire and moving to her,Here you go. It's not great... but it's good. He said with a soft smile.
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

She gave him a warm smile and pulled off a bit of meat, chewing silently. She ate slowly, occasionally looking over to him. Sion...where are we exactly? She had been in capture for so long she had forgotten the area. The trees here were thick and their trunks quite large. Their roots scattered over the dark soil. She had many bruises on her feet from them. Her ear twitched as she heard a branch snap nearby. Sion was seemingly oblivious to the sound.
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

He looked to her with a soft smile,We are in the heart of the forest... somewhere near Rivendell. He said with a soft nod,Where exactly, I cannot say though... he said with a soft breath,I am on my way there to deliver a message. Hopefully I can reach the elves in time. This message is of some importance I've been told. He said with a light smile as he sat by the fire.
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

She nodded softly as he spoke. Would you mind if I rode with you to Rivendell? She had visited there a few times as a child. Once in Rivendell she would leave him, no longer a burden to him. She finished eating and pulled her knees up, resting her chin on them. She looked over at him, noticing how handsome he looked in the firelight.
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

He gave a soft nod,I don't mind. he said simply,It would be nice to have some company, and I've been traveling for days in silence. he said as he took a deep breath,And if I have an elf with me, I doubt I would be killed on sight. He said as he rubbed his eye lightly, taking a bit of meat and chewing it slowly.
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

She laughed lightly. The night air chilled her and she rubbed her arms for warmth. A soft yawn escaped her as she stared into the fire. So Sion...why don't you tell me a little about yourself?
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

He thought for a moment or two, before he spoke. He didn't know this girl, so the chances of him telling her everything wasn't very high,Well... He said softly as he moved, sitting against a nearby tree,I am a messanger. From the lands of man. He said with a soft nod,I must say... it's a very boring job, for the most part anyways. He said with a light chuckle.
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

She nodded. I'm sorry I asked. I didn't realize how nosey that sounded. She gave a soft smile as she stared into the fire. Sighing, she pulled her knees up and rested her chin on them and wrapped her arms around them.
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

He gave a soft smile,Don't worry about it. He said to her as he stretched, rubbing his shoulder lightly,But I believe we should be safe for the night. Why don't you rest, and I'll take night watch. He said as he leaned back against the tree, slowly settling in a bit as he looked to her,And I doubt anyone will be able to sneak up on us.
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

She nodded and bedded down. Her pillow was one of her slender arms but she was used to sleeping on cold stone floors so this ground felt like a luxury bed for her. She moved a bit closer to the fire for warmth and moves so she could watch him without him noticing. He was quite handsome and he intrigued her. Most Men didn't show sucj kindness as he had shown her.
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

A soft breath escaped his lips as he watched the forest around them. He was used to being on watch. Sometimes he would sing, or play some music, but the night was so still, he disliked to disturb it. He leaned against the tree as he slowly moved, looking at the fire, giving a gentle smile as he watched it dance for him, warming them both.
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

She smiled softly as she watched the firelight play over his face. Sion, do you perhaps have an extra blanket? Even with the fire she shivered softly since her ripped dress didn't cover very much of her lithe body.
Thread: One ring to rule them all... (me x MiseryChord)

He shook his head a bit,I don't use blankets... he said softly,I apologize. he said as he put a bit more wood on the fire. He didn't usually stop for the entire night, so blankets weren't really needed. He moved a bit,Most I can do is make the fire bigger for you. If that's alright. He said as he took a bite of some meat.
Thread: Another Life (Cheshire Smirk & darkangel76)

The sun had only just risen above the horizon causing what had been darkened sky to lighten. And now, the broad expanse of pale just above the ocean was riddled with soft streaks of purples and oranges. It was quite a sight to behold, one that Amarylis Maylin had never thought she'd ever see. Not until that fateful day she'd set out upon her journey to see the world and 'find' herselfmuch to the chagrin of her parents who'd had no choice but to let her go and face her fate, whatever that might be. Though so far, the young bard had no complaints. The world was full of fancy and beauty. The stories of old had said as much and she was bound and determined to experience them for herself, to see the wonders that the world held, to find love, to see the great waters that kissed the lands from afar. And now... now she was doing just that. So far, Amarylis had to admit that the stories of romance and adventure were truenot that she'd ventured all that far. After all, she'd only seen the town of Falka small farming village east of her ownand now was in the coastal town of Belbarren. But Belbarren... what a place! It was the largest town she'd ever been in, full of life and color and song. Even now in the wee hours of morning, people were starting to bustle about. It brought a smile to her face and made her want to dance with delight. It was so different from her own hometown of Merrowdownsa place where nothing happened. Nothing at all. Amarlyis walked toward the shores, her delicate hands smoothing her white skirts as she walked along the sand and listened to the sound of the crashing waves. It was soothing, relaxing... inspiring. Softly, she began to hum, a little tune of her own creation that filled her in that moment as she rested her dark blue eyes upon those waters in the distance. Smiling, she reached up and pushed some of her mousy hair behind an ear, the wind blowing along the beach in a pleasant manner and bringing with it the lovely aroma of salty sea air. It was wonderful and made her glad that she was in Belbarren in that exact moment, a moment she'd never forget and would commit to memory. Just then, Amarylis looked up into the sky. The soft hues of sunrise were giving way to morning and soon she'd need to make her way back to the inn for breakfast. Her tummy rumbled at the thought and it made her giggle. She could already taste the delicious food as her mind swirled at the thought. Food, stories, song... it would be joyous! Memorable! Without further haste, she turned on her heels, her ashy hair swishing behind her as she moved and began heading back so that she could get something to eat and then begin exploring the city that much more.
Thread: Another Life (Cheshire Smirk & darkangel76)

Sound the alarms! Sunderfang vessels have been spotted to the east! The sleepy town was suddenly alive with noise. Deep, tolling bells rang out to rouse any still sleeping. Those bells were loud enough to be heard at sea and were meant to call all ships to port, all men from the fields and all merchants to arms. The elderly and the children sought shelter together wherever they could find safe refuge, while both man and woman donned armor and moved as swiftly as possible to the harbor to greet the unwelcome visitors. Crimson sails unfurled and massive oars stretched down from the invading Longships, a powerful trade wind blowing the invaders swiftly towards the town. It was unfortunate that the small town had neither the wealth nor manpower to build real fortifications, the Sunderfang barbarians were famed for their vicious and efficient raids. Renowned blacksmiths and relentless warmongers, every Sunderfang vessel was prepared to siege even the most defended keep. Trebuchets swiveled into place on the decks of each ship, loaded with clusters of flaming iron munitions the size of a man's head. The fleet totaled nine ships, each vessel home to four of those wicked siege devices. Fire rained down upon the town when the vessels drew into range, softening up any defense that could be mustered. Building old and new, large and small burst into flames as they were struck by the ordinance. Only enough men to work the trebuchets remained on deck, the bulk of the invasion force waited safe in the holds below and would not emerge until the ships forced their way into port. Even down below the men were still part of the assault, beating on heavy drums and roaring battle-hymns in their strange, almost bestial tongue. The tolling bell was overpowered by the battle-hymns and thunder of the drums, a cacophony of impending death. sorry it's short got a migraine C
Thread: Another Life (Cheshire Smirk & darkangel76)

Just as Amarylis began to head away from the shores and back toward the inn where she knew she'd be able to get a wonderfully delicious breakfast, she suddenly heard the deafening tones of bells sounding throughout the air. Instantly, she stopped dead in her tracks, her head twisting toward that resonating sound as she narrowed her blue eyes into slits. A look of confusion swept over her face as she wondered what was suddenly going on. Voices, shouts... so much commotion and chaos. And it was all happening so quickly. Amarylis caught the word... 'Sunderfang'. She recognized it, but had only heard of them in adventure stories passed down from generation to generation back in her hometown of Merrowdown. They weren't real. Were they? Swallowing hard, she swung around and looked back out upon the waters, the sun creeping higher into the sky. She brought a hand up to cover her brow as the wind blew along the sandy shores, blowing her mousy hair partially across her face. And there they were, ominous shadows coming into view, vessels unlike anything she'd ever seen. With the sun rising overhead and daylight finally taking over, they were now coming into view. They were several and they looked armed, dangerous, strong. Panic washed over Amarylis in that moment as realization set in, everyone about her who'd been up to greet the sun running for cover and shelter. She had to move. She had to get back to the inn. Those vessels were fast approaching, moving with a speed unlike anything she'd ever seen. What devilry was this? How could they move like that over such waters? Shaking, Amarylis turned back toward town and began to run. But it was hard to run on the sand, her ankles twisting as she inefficiently tried to make her way across the beach and back to where she hoped she could find the cover of safety. Though even that had her fearful since houses were alight with flame as fire flew from those ships, setting everything in its path ablaze. Desperately trying to move quickly, Amarylis stumbled and then tripped on her skirts, her tiny body tumbling down upon the sand. All the softness of the beach that had been there during sunrise had disappeared and been replaced with unforgiving cruelty as these strange ships swiftly and relentlessly approached Belbarren. Not wanting to give up the hope of seeking cover, Amarylis, tried to get up. She grabbed at her skirt and tried to scramble back up to her feet, but only ended up tripping once more as more shouts and screams filled the air, her ears, her panic consuming her wholly. She dared to look behind her in that moment, a morbid curiosity taking siege and causing her to assess her chances. But as soon as she did, she wished she hadn't for the ships had already arrived and strange people were coming ashore only adding to the chaos of the screams and fire.
Thread: Another Life (Cheshire Smirk & darkangel76)

What had started out as a peaceful morning, so serene and calm and full of quiet, was turning into chaos and mayhem in one fell swoop. It brought tears to Amarylis' eyes, eyes that only moments ago were the color of the sea only now that sea was running red with the blood of slaughtered men, women... children. It was a nightmare from the blackest depths of hell turned into bitter reality as she watched the threads suddenly unravel and reveal themselves before her. She let out a blood-curdling scream, but it was lost amongst the other shouts of terror as the savage men donning strange clothes and weapons stormed the beaches, the town as if it was already theirs. Then again, with the way these strange peopleSunderfang, they called themselvesAmyrilis supposed that they had possession of Belbarren the moment their great ships had the coastal town within their sights. Her eyes filled with tears as she tried to scramble along the sands of the shore toward the chaos of the town. Why she felt she'd be safer there, she didn't know. Perhaps it was the crowd of runners, maybe she felt as if she'd blend in being a faceless no one amongst them all as she sought cover and shelter. No matter, her feet just weren't cooperating as she tried to move up the beach, her skirts ever getting in the way. Hang it all! But she wouldn't let it deter her. No. She'd keep moving. She had to. As Amyrilis moved and stumbled along the sands, she caught a glimpse of something rushing toward her. What was it? What? She turned her head, her ash blonde hair falling in front of her face causing her to have to brush it away so that she could properly see. The moment she was able to find her focus, her eyes widened and fear washed over her. A man carrying something was charging toward her. He was big and terrifying and the last thing she wanted was for him to reach her. Without further hesitation, Amyrilis turned and began to move, all her energy going into hoisting herself up so that she could make her way toward the town. Her eyes searched for the inn, but she couldn't find it. Please... Amarylis whimpered, panicking resonating in her tone. Where is it... not now. Not now... She bit down on her lip as she searched in vain, her breaths coming shorter as she heard the pounding footfalls approaching faster, faster... Adrenaline consuming her entire body, her heart ready to burst through her chest, she glanced back only to see the man right on her heels. Leave me alone! she shouted as she continued to run. Just leave me alone!
Thread: Another Life (Cheshire Smirk & darkangel76)

Stop! Stop damn you! If she dies I swear by the gods I'll rip your heart from your chest with my bare hands. Arzale roared. Running, jostling and bumping around were the worst possible things for stabilizing the dying woman. Arzale quickly went to his knees and then set Larethia down on the sands. The woman's chest rose and fell in short labored bursts, more blood gushing from the wound with every heart beat. Heavy coughs racked her body, thick droplets of blood rising up from her throat with each cough. Arzale searched himself desperately for any fabric or leather he could cut, anything he could use to make a tourniquette. This couldn't be happening, this simply could not be happening. Hundreds of battles the two had fought side by side, and now Larethia was to be laid low by a single lucky arrow? Was this some sort of cruel joke the gods were playing on him in his sleep? The feel of blood on his hands was confirmation that this nightmare was all too real. It can't end like this, oh gods do not let her die here...Arzale thought, panic beginning to finally set in. Arzale had seen men cut in two by ballista bolts, seen their skin burned off by hot oil dumped from murder-holes. He'd scalped, decapitated, flayed and eviscerated men beyond number without the slightest bit of remorse or hestiation...And yet the sight of his Shield-Maiden dying shook him to his very core. Bring me your shirt! NOW! Arzale looked up at the running woman, prepared to run her down if he had to. Swiftly Arzale removed his arm blades, setting them aside. The barbarian stood and drew his long belt knife, waiting for the terrified woman to comply with his order. Every second counted, every second that passed was time Larethia simply did not have. Arzale looked back to the town, sighing at the fact that nobody had noticed the two were not present for the sacking of the town. They had medics for this sort of shit! Men and women equipped and trained to save lives. Healing poultices and salves, proper bandages, even equipment for suturing the worst of wounds. Where were they now?! Desperation took hold of Arzale and he began to hack at the right sleeve of his leather cuirass. The leather was thinnest there and not reinforced by metal, no need to reinforce areas that would be covered by those outlandish heavy blades. Unfortunately even at it's thinnest the masterfully made leather was just too tough for a belt knife to cut through. Crazed frustration was apparent on Arzale's face as he continued to try and tear enough leather free to bind the wound. Hurry damn it! Shes' DYING!