Elven Quest II: Exile

[Belladandy]

(((Ahh is this Simme? Going undercover Feyna's a big softie when it comes to children. )))

If the dragcorna had been humanshe would of been blushing bright red right about now.
"Murr...tis nothing..tis nothing..." She muttered rolling her green-blue eyes and waving her arms looking even more comical.
"I see you had your fill of...flowers." Elneil said looking at the flower pedal. Moving his gace back to Leela the elf slightly tilted his head to the side and winked trying to indecate that she should leave. Giving him the chance to be alone with Ramsey.

Leela stared at the elf oddly confused for a moment then finally her dragcorna brian got the idea.
Wiggleing her ears in amusment she said rather rapidly.
"Tis all this adventure wore mesa out! I goin resting..."

Leela made a little twirl sound before hopping away.
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The familiar let out a chip and repiled. "Jammi!"
And spreading out his bat like wings he half crashed half landed on Feyna's bed. Happy to have someone around again while his mistress worked away.

[Stormelle]

((yep it's her. ^-^))

Ramsey smiled, " Alright Leela...Zidane may be up by now and he could show you where you can stay..If not then Traken should be there.." her vocie fadded slightly as she turned blushing slightly as she looked at Elneil.

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Kela-la smiled, "Hello Jammi. What would you like to do..I'm bored and want to play something."

((dosen't she play such a cute child like gal? XD))

[Belladandy]

"Ramsey..." Elneil started to say then stopped as he suddenly found himself unable to speak. Just for a moment that is.

"When Cassha..."He began gazing at the elf maiden with his silvery eyes. "I thought I had lost you forever."

He shook his head sadly. "I almost fell into dispeare and would of given into her."
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The dragon-parrot creature responed by hopping around and flapping his wings wildy. "Jammi will play!" Jammi loves to play!"

He stopped suddenly and lowered his head. Suddenly he remembered Feyna's orders. "Mistress says Jammi has to tell her when Kela-la wakes up!"

[Stormelle]

Ramsey smiled softly and stood, " I can take care of myself...Don't worry to much ok...?"

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Kela-la frowned, 'Who this Mistess of yours I'm sure if she was kind enof to let me sleep here she can wait till after atleast one game."

[Belladandy]

"Yes," He answered smiling slightly. "And escaped the Sorcerous with the aid of your friends...I am forever indeapt with them."

Elneil looked longingly at Ramsey and his face saddened. Reaching into his tunic pocket the elf pulled out the silver ring with golden leaves holding a green and purple gem. The one Elneil had given Cassha many, many years ago and returned by Elena to him along with the strand of Ramsey's hair.
The hair Elneil would keep but the ring...he would give to Ramsey.

"In three days time I will fight against the Sorcerous..." He said softly. "For good or for ill, whatever happens my love for you will never change."

He gently placed the ring in Ramsey's hand and looked deeply into her eyes.
"I gave this to someone I thought I loved...now I give it to you...in memory of me."
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"Mistress is Feyna!" The familiar repiled bobbing his head. "She at work now leave Jammi all alone..."

Jammi thought for a minnet pondering about what he sould do. He really wanted to play with Kela-la right there and now but Feyna had given him orders. Which ment he would have to fly around the Mage's crafting area looking for her and the rooms themselves were under ground and few of the Mages liked him. Not too mention Jammi couldn't exactly opened doors...

But then again Feyna was probably busy and it would after all be rude to interupt her work so...

"Okay!" Jammi finally answered. "Jammi stay here! Let's play!"

Feyna would understand and she had forgiven him for blabbing out about the prision cuffs.

[Stormelle]

Ramsey eyed the ring and picking it up slipped it onto her finger. Her eyes where sad but happy at the sam time as she pulled something out of her bag. It was a small bow which in it was a small jem that was normaly around Ramsey's neck. Pulling it out she let the small clear jem shine in a ray of light that came into the garden.
Then un doing the clasp she leaded twored Elneil ad put it around his neck. " For good luck." she wispered as she gentaly kissed him on the cheak then left.
Perhapse she had wanted to stay but she didn't know what to say anymore.

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Kela-la smiled, "What shall we play Jammi?" she asked him.

[Belladandy]

Elneil fingered the necklace as he silantly watched her leave and a fiant smile apeared on his face.
Even against the odds... A faint flicker of hope rising up in him.I will fight because she's wroth fighting for.
Elneil turned and too left, heading out the gates of the gardens and away from the elven home. Cassha's holding spell was off and when the night came, the Mor'tack would come. Till then the dark elf had to stay away for his friends safety.
But dispite it all, ELneil was more then ever willing to defeat Cassha the High Sorcerous.
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Before Cassha took over Sea Haven most of it's dewlings were underground. The dark elves often lived in large caverns richly carved and modeled into a impressive underground kingdom. Sea Haven made no exception. The Throneroom, dinning rooms, ballrooms and everthing else were all spaceous and well to do even for the common people.

But after Cassha, most of the underground kingdom was moved to the surfous and now the most caverns use used as servants corters and storage.

Save for some of the larger areas like the ballroom with it's high ceiling and large flat floors made it perfect for a arena for Warmages to pratice fighting skills.

Where once music played and laughter echoed off the walls; the clashing of blades and the chanting of dark spells rang out through the chambers.

Yet again Mawinic with his dark words of power blasted bright red fire at his opponet; a misfortenet Warmage who was prehapes too young and inexperanced to go up against a well seasoned Mage.
Even in practice WarMages were allowed to use full of their powers and to really hurt eachother. As long as they didn't get seriously hurt or killed that is.
But for this poor mage...he got the full blast in his chest burning him badly.
"Take him away," Mawinic said with no hint of emosion in his voice. But a smile did creap up on his face. From what he learned, Elneil had little or no magic and only fought with a bow and arrows along with a sword. Such things were little threat to the Warmage. He used black magic as his weapon and it's power to draw upon strangth.

"This will be a short fight." He mused grabing his dark red cloak and put it on. "The elf will die or surrender though it's best he die. Death is better then what my Lady has in mind."
A wicked look came across Mawinic and for a moment just for a moment he looked just like the Black Warlock.

[Stormie]

Ramsey smiled slightly as she walked slowly up twored her room thinking to herself, ' Little dose he know that necklace will do more then just be a pretty thing on his neck...It will help him....' she sighed as Zidane walked by nodding in greating. Ramsey nodded in turn but stopped walking as Zidane spoke.
" Has General Teko reutnred or do you know?" Ramsey however did not have to answer for a calm vocie that was deap and if you listened hard enof you could hear the unhappiness.
" I'm over here Zidane...What do you need?" Teko asked waving his hand from the bench he was sitting on.
Ramsey waved good bye as Zidane walked over." I need to ask you a question...Tha is of corse if I may."
" Go on..." said Teko looking at Zidane.
" Stor...I mean Lady Stormelle..Her eyes they seem blank..Is something wronge wit her?" Zidane asked his normaly green eyes turning a pale blue that showed his concern.
Teko growled, " That however is something i can not answer...Perhapse something happened with her and a close friend...I know not.." althouth his vocie had ahint of disgust in it and you could tell that he did know what was wronge but Zidane meerly nodded and stood.
"I shall see you you in training later today shall I General?" he asked seeming to solute Teko.
Teko nodded, "Sure Zidane...Sure." and as Zidane walked away he though to himself. ' No doudt something happened between the both of them...Everyone knew they where in love but perhapse something has happened...Mabye later I can ask Lady Stormelle..As of now she is speaking with the achers..'

Stromelle nodded to Fara who had spoken, " then it is seataled you can take a room in the castel or a small house in town which ever pleases you younge archers..."
The boy of the two stood as Stormelle sat, " We shall stay for the night here if it is ok and dicide over night."
Stormelle nodded, " Fine..Fara sister would you show them to their rooms..?" Fara nodded and walked out with the two.
Stormelle walked out last a saddened look on her face.

[Belladandy]

Leela let out a loud 'murroww' poening her mouth in a yawn. Although she did leave Elneil and Ramsey alone her large horse like ears picked up some of their conversation.
Not that she was perposly easedropping but it was hard not to over hear when you got great hearing.

"Tis shame on Leela!" The dragcorna scolded herself and slaped herself on the wrist with her hand.
"Easedropping on yoursa friends! And on'o privet moment too!"
Grunting Leela sniffed the air hopping to pick up wither Zidane or Traken.
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After hours upon hours of magicing Feyna with a deep sigh collasp on to her work table.
Using her crafting powers for such a long time was often exosting and Feyna could only do so much with out become overwhemed.

"Uhh...Enough...enough..." Feyna groaned bering her heand in her arms and her voice sounding very horse.

Feyna clutched the long white cape in her hand
now finished and ready to be tested.

The mage lifted her head eyes searching for Nook Kut or any of her fellow Craft Mages as an idea formed in her head. Old Nookie Kut probably working on more of his little posions, and the others are most likely to be planing another weapon for my Lady which means...

A mischevous grin appeared on the mage's blue-black skined face. Which means nobody's gonning to notice me gone.
Slowly Feyna got up from her seat and grabing her cape and staff she quitly snuck outside and like she predicted noone noticed her.

"Jammi like checkers..." The familiar responded and taking off once again he flew over to Feyna's wardrobe (which was a rather large one) he landed on the ground next to the frount door. Inside besides a elabroite collection of clothing was a wooden box with a checkerboard and chips inside.
Though they would not be able to play long for Feyna would soon be aproching the Ember Swan

[Stormelle]

Zidane sighed slightly as he walked away from Teko he noticed Leela and smiled waving at her, " Hey Leela."

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Kela-la smiled and walking over she icked up the box and brought it out and began to set up the game.

[Belladandy]

Leela murrred in a greeting and suddenly caught a odd smell in the air. Something oddly familiar about the smell but whatever it was the dragcorna couldn't put her talon on it.
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Jammi proved to be quite good at the game. He would stand on his side of the board until it was his turn and the familiar would pick up the chip with his parrot like beak moving it to another square.

When ever he won Jammi bobbed his head laughing. "Hahaha! Jammi win! Hahahahah!
He would say looking very silly.

The comotion from the familiar caused Feyna to jerk her head up suddenly as she came up to her ship.
"Well it looks like someone's made a friend," She smirked stepping abord the Ember Swan.

[Stormelle]

Zidane eyed her, "What is it?" he asked titling his head slightly.

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Kela-la smiled, Your pretty good Jammi." but as Feyna opened the door and stepped in she went silent looking twored the door.

[Belladandy]

The dragcorna shook her head ruseling her hores like mane. "Nota know..."She muttered shifting from one foot to another. "But mesa smell something familiar..."

Then with a grunt. "Bah tis noth'ing...no worrie!"

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The mage leand heavly on the side of the door railing still weary after her crafting.
Jammi let out a happy trill. "Mistress!" He cried taking off and landing on her outstreached arm.

"You're awake..." She said looking at Kela-la the tiredness evadent in her voice. "And recovered..."
She added with a smile.

[Stormelle]

Zidane eyed her for a moment the srughed but as the nosie of the concile doors opening reached his ears and gave Leela a small pat on the head and said, I'll see you later I need to speak with someone."
With that he dashed over trying to fidn Stormelle.

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Kela-la stood drushing off her ragged skirt, " Thankyou for helping me." she said bowing slightly. " I'm Kela-la."

[Belladandy]

"Whata as gotin him?" The little dragcorna stared at her companion wondering why he started to act like a dragcorna foulie with a crabster pinching his tail.
Though not a mind-reader Leela could still sence somenthing againg on the Summer's mind. Something's up...I can feel it!
She thought letting out a sigh. Whatever it is I'm too tired and too full to find out what.
Sighing again Leela looked around and finding a nice grassy spot in the garden she plopped down with a slight 'ommff'.
Resting her head on the soft grass and drapeing her wings over her body like a blanket Leela slowly dosed off dreaming of her homeworld.
In one of her dreams Leela heard the voice of Grandam (the dragcornian matreark) calling softly.
Leela..Leela..where's my sweet little third daughter? Come back to your Grandam...

"Grandam..." The young dragcorna muttered in her sleep. "Cannowin come...gotta things herr."
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"Kela-la..." The Craftmage repeated her name and then bowing her head slightly she introduced herself. "I am Feyna A Craftmage...servant of Cassha the..." Feyna stoped decideing to skip all the tittling.
The Mage looked the girl up and down eyeing her dirty ragged cloths. "I have sent a servant to find something..more suitible clothing, for you to wear."