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Post by Stormelle on Aug 25, 2005 16:23:29 GMT -5
" No reason just thought I'd go to bed." she said slipping into the bed and getting under the covers then covering her head quikly.
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Zidane came back with in a few minets and after brushing some duirt of his clothes sat down under a tree and folded his arms behind his head, "So you go ahead and ask I'll answer.' he said.
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Post by Belladandy on Aug 26, 2005 13:15:30 GMT -5
The mage's head suddenly started to ach and she let out a sigh rubbing her temple. Her coldness for the moment vanished.
"It is...for the best." Feyna let out a groan rubbing her head even harder. "I do not know how long this will take."
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The dark elf sat down next to him. "Only that I wish to know how you rescued Lady Ramsey."
He said softly not wanting to awake the dragcorna.
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Post by Stormelle on Aug 26, 2005 18:25:44 GMT -5
" I meerly threated to kill her and the War mage whom I think she ahs a relation to said to have her let Ramsey go and when she let Ramsey go I let her go. It'd plaing and simpele.' he said srugging a little.
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Post by Belladandy on Aug 26, 2005 18:51:03 GMT -5
"Now I must leave...my servant shall be here sortly." The Craftmage sighed once again and quitly left the Ember Swan.
The familiar shifted his weight. "Jammi no like...bad waters." He hissed
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For a moment the elf said nothing as a troubling thought came to his mind. The rescue was easy too easy and that bothered Elneil.
"Prehapes too simple..." He murmered under his breath putting his hands together.
"Though I have no doupt that that mage will not go without a heavy punishment. But then again the Witch Queen does treat her servants well."
The elf tone suddenly bacame serious as he looked at Zidane.
"I do not like it...even if we are in a safe haven I would advise we should be on our gaurd."
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Post by Stormelle on Aug 27, 2005 19:53:48 GMT -5
Kela-la nodded but said nothing more.
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Zidane seemed to twitch at his sujestion, " Know you not what Stormelle has done to protect even you even the smallest plant?" Standing swiftly no longer looking relaxed he said, " I must go. i shall see you again no doudt." and with that Zidane turned and stormed away. If Elneil had noticed his eyes had flashed a bright orange which they didn't do unless he was extremly angry.
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Post by Belladandy on Aug 28, 2005 15:47:25 GMT -5
The momment Feyna steped off the deck of the Ember Swan two armed guards aproched her.
"Craft Mage Feyna." One said in a firm but still polite voice. After all Feyna was a daughter of a high ranking mage.
"You are to acompany us to her Highness."
Feyna studied their faces for a moment. By her guess they didn't act like she was under arrest but judging by the sterness of the guards faces this was not a mere reqest.
It looks like I'm not in trouble just yet...She bitterly thought.
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"I fear Cassha may be up to something." The elf sighed and was about to tell Zidane about the odd feeling he had gotten yesterday but never had gotten the chance.
Prehapes it was nothing but...
He shook his head getting up and went to find his weapons and provisions he had left behind the evening before.
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Post by Stormelle on Aug 28, 2005 19:32:58 GMT -5
Zidane breathed hard.. He knew his eyes had changed and didn't like it, he hadn't lost his temper like that sense he'd been with his unchel. Growling slightly he transformed into his lion like form and began slinking around the castel trying to cool his temper.
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Post by Belladandy on Aug 29, 2005 20:44:31 GMT -5
It was a long walk to the throne room, passing through the garden mases and entering the large marble catheadrel like halls of Sea Haven.
As the guards escorted her Feyna took little notice of the many splenders inside the palace. The statures, the paintings and the fine rishly carved furneture scattered throughout the rooms.
No to the Craft Mage everything around her was a shadowy blur.
The only thing the Mage took notice was the great banner of fine woven tapistry that hung before the large doors to the throne room. Bearing the two serpants of Cassha.
Even under the spell, dark tenticals of fear crawled in the back of Feyna's mind and her head aged even more then ever. She felt like nails were being hammered in her sckull.
Her face twisted in pain as one of her "escourts" spoke up in a loud voice. "You're Magisty we bring you CraftMage Feyna daughter of WarMage Mowinic!"
No answer came but the huge doors to the throne room opened silantly and without hesitating Feyna steped inside. Her guards bowed once and closed the doors behind the mage. Leaving her totally alone with the High Socerous.
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Laying idly under a silver willow tree lay Elneil's bow his qiver of arrows, a small bag of previsons, the siv glove and last but not least his sword.
The elf gingerly picked up his qiver of arrows, slinging them onto his back and place his bow on his shoulder. A sad smile came across his darken face as lifted his sword and looked at it.
It was a fine sword though not as richly adored as some of the other swords his elven friends used to carry; but still it was well crafted in silver, wood and steel with a long slightly curved blade.
Elneil slashed the sword in the air the morning light glissened off the flashing blade as an old memory came to him.
Elneil remembered the day his father gave him the sword on his 130th birthday. (An age when elves are considered an adult).
For years Elneil used his bow and never owned a bade of his own.Though the dark elf certainly knew how to use one he felt he had no need to carry a sword. Even when he traveled about the elven forest that surounded his home.
So when young Elneil unwraped the fine velvet cloth reviling the sword he was totally taken by surprise.
'It is time that you put down your bow and weild a sword.' His father had told the dark elf seeing his reaction from his father's gift.
Elneil never forgot the strange look on his face nor the odd tone of his voice.
'For there will come a time when you may have great need of a fine blade.'
"Father, you were never more then right." Elneil whispered.
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Post by Stormelle on Aug 30, 2005 16:56:27 GMT -5
Pushing the door to his room open Zidane lept up onto his bed and glanced at the sleeping pheonix that sat next to his bed, " Kazuki?" Zidane asked or rather said.
" Master Zidane!" said the pheonix who woke up at his name.
" Go, tell Lady Stormelle to meet me in the gardens tonight after dinner." he said in a gruff lion like vocie.
Kazuki nodded and opening his great red wings flew out of Zidnae's window.
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Post by Belladandy on Sept 3, 2005 10:48:33 GMT -5
"That time has come." Elneil sighed sheithing his sword and turning away.
Though my skills will be put to the test. He thought sadly.
I have no doupt the sorcerous will use a Warmage as her champian and I know little of such craft.
A gentle woofle interupted the elf's thoughts and his mood lighten for the moment. "The little one still asleep?" He mused.
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Post by Stormelle on Sept 3, 2005 13:47:00 GMT -5
Ramsey walked alone her long hair pulled up by a small blue ribbon that matched ehr pale blue dress.
OOC: Gah!!! If I think Of more I'll add it but right now my mind is blank
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Post by Belladandy on Sept 3, 2005 15:00:22 GMT -5
Even without seeing Elneil felt the elf-maiden's presance. Smiling he slowly walked over to her. "Lady Ramsey..." He said softly to her.
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Come in Feyna CraftMage, come in. Said the pure calm voice of Cassha. Strangly enough the sharp pain in Feyna's head dulled somewhat when the High Sorcerous spoke.
Slowly step by step Feyna aproched the throne and neiled before the Witch Queen. Not daring to make eye contact.
The Imortal Queen lifted a hand comanding her to rise as she spoke again her voice slightly cold.
Feyna, we have much to talk about.
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Post by Stormelle on Sept 3, 2005 16:19:46 GMT -5
She smiled at him blushing slightly. " Hello Elneil."
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Post by Belladandy on Sept 4, 2005 17:56:55 GMT -5
For a moment the dark elf suddenly found himself unable to speak. All he could do was to just gaze into the elf maiden's fair eyes. Once again he wished more then anything that he had never meet Cassha nor the distruction of Sea Hevan.
If only it had been you instead of Cassha.The elf thought sadly to himself. That it was you I spied from afar Lady Ramsey wandering in the woods of Sea Haven....that it was your fair skin face and eyes of stars that took my breath away...
The elf shook his head pushing aside his daydreaming. No he shouldn't be thinking such obsured things.
What happened long ago happened and there was no way he could change the past. Nor control the furture for that matter.
"Ramsey I..."Elneil stammered for a moment then spoke again his voice a bit calmer though still he did feel a little uneasy. "I spoke with Zidane." He finally said.
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Post by Stormelle on Sept 4, 2005 18:09:27 GMT -5
She said nothing for a moment then nodded," Did you get anything out of him that you needed?" she asked.
She froze however for a shiver had just ran up her spine and she looked behind her.
A female archer was walking in and stopped,' Forgive me I will leave if I am intruding."
" No no your alright you just starteled me." ramsey said turning back to Elneil and linking her arm wit his then leading him to the back of the gardens.
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