Thread: Kauppa-Kohta

Uinen Alatar Nickname En Race Maiar Attire Flowing sapphire and silver colored robes that accentuate her body. Weapon Full length Staff and Dagger Location Kauppa-Kohta Outskirts Tagging Everyone Time TA 3018, March 1, evening. Of course it had to be Goblins. She thought angrily as she ran from the group of Goblins that were in pursuit of her. Her robes allowed her quite a bit of free movement but still, there was always the risk of the fabric getting tangled around her legs and if that happened she'd be as good as dead. With that thought firmly in mind she grabbed fistfuls of the fabric with her free hand and hiked them up to her knees and with a groan ran a little faster. Of course if she had thought things through thoroughly from the start she really wouldn't have been in this situation to begin with. But she hadn't been thinking about it, hadn't been paying attention and it had caused her to walk right into the middle of a group of Goblins mid-raid. So what does she do? Never mind the magic she could of used to deal with it, no she uses her dagger to knife the one who'd came at her in the chest. And better yet, what did she do when the second one came at her? Completely ignored her staff and knifed the second one in the throat. Brilliant as always En. she thought scathingly. By the time the knife had left the second ones throat there was no way she could use her magic, her only option had been to run. And so here she was. On a lonely road, in the middle of the cursed winter-lands of Forodwaith, at night. Just...brilliant she thought mentally cursing and kicking herself. She wondered how someone as smart as herself had lived as long as she had. Oh. Right. Almost forgot about the bit where I spent a good portion of my life in the Undying Lands. Don't really deal with this kind of thing there.. she thought glumly. She could hear them screeching behind her and moaned to herself. They sounded close, much closer than she had originally thought. She considered chancing a glance backwards just to see but denied that thought before it had even finished fully forming in her mind. The last thing I need to do is look backwards and run straight into a wall...or trip over a stick or something... she thought shivering. Her dire situation was further worsened by the fact that no stars glittered in the skies to lead her to safety. Everything was left in an inky blackness that somehow seemed sinister. Just the kind of night for a wizard to get her throat slashed... she thought stifling a shudder. As if everything else wasn't bad enough, now her imagination was running rampant predicting the many and various ways she was possibly going to die at any moment. Of all the rotten luck.... she thought clenching her jaw. Her breathing was coming in short ragged gasps and her chest was heaving with each labored breath. Her sides hurt and she knew she wouldn't be able to keep running for much longer. Moving her head to one side she cast about looking for a place she could hide, she didn't even notice when she rounded a corner flying straight into a group of people. Didn't notice until she ran straight into one of them full force. She vaguely registered the sound of a muffled thud as she stumbled back a little bit dazed from the impact. Blinking she shook her head and took a few cautious steps forward, the ground felt....weird. She didn't look down but instead looked at the crowd of people. You shouldn't linger here. I'm being chased by a group of Gob-- her explanation was cut short when she heard the yell of Goblins behind her. Turning slowly she faced the monsters that had chased her. They had just rounded the corner and had stopped, at least for the moment. She took a step backwards, -odd, the ground really felt weird.- releasing her grip on her robes they fell back in place around her ankles. Her free hand went to the dagger sheathed in her belt and withdrew it, blood still clung to the blade as she brandished both it and her staff. She took another step back and nearly fell. Glancing down she squinted and realized why it felt so odd, she wasn't standing on the ground, she was stepping on a person. Looking around her at the rest of the people she realized that four of them were elves she glanced down again and knew whoever she was standing on wasn't an elf. Probably human. Uh...oops. she said. Struggling to stay upright she stepped on him a few more times before succeeding -if awkwardly- in getting off of him. Sorry for the interruption... she murmured glad the hood of her cloak shielded her face and the blush that burned her cheeks. The moment of confusion that had brought the Goblins to a stop was fleeting and before long they were shaking their fists and charging in waving their weapons about. Uinen reacted using both her dagger and magic to keep them away from her. She hopped at least some of the others knew how to fight, she might be able to manage on her own but it would have been a huge relief if someone else joined the fray.