Darrell watched, his face contorted with pain, as Tahlavain stabbed through the maiean. He shifted his sword to his good arm and stood ready to jump in if he was needed.

Tahlavain took a deep breath as the Maiean remained still. She prodded it with the tip of her sword and her eyes went wide as the Death Rider vanished, leaving behind a pool of blood and an empty cloak. "What the..."

She sat down right then and there, pondering this new developement and also trying to regain her breath and strength, her cloaked soaked with blood from her shoulder and back.

Tahlavain shook her head slowly and finally came to her senses. "Are you alright?" She questioned Darrell. It was an obviously stupid question, since she could clearly see the wound in his shoulder.

_________________


I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

(OOC: Agh, I hate being left behind...)

*The one rider still on his steed charged Sen directly, planning to trample Sen to the ground. Sen turned to face him, and smiled, drawing both of his black blades. Just when the horse and rider were nerely upon him, he lept high into the air, and drove both swords into the rider's chest, bearing him off the horse and to the ground. The swords went up to the hilt, even into the ground, and Sen drew them out, standing up.*
You have made a bad decision in attacking us, and it has cost you.
*Sen said, as he turned around. The rider drew a dagger, and was just about to throw it at Sen, when a crack of thunder was heard, and Sen was behind him. The rider's severed head lay next to his body, a clean cut straight through...*

_________________
"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

(Banner thanks to Imlosiel the Lost! )

okay wait for me i do have school!


Deawen drew silver flame and waited..

_________________
Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Darrell's face was rigid, his eyes closed as he tried not to think of the wound in his shoulder.
"Whatever that thing was it knew how to fight. I've never been beaten in one on one combat since I got this sword" he said sheathing his blade. He sat down slowly breathing deeply and looked at his shoulder."aurgh" he said turning away from it. " at least we know the evil is more than a rumour and we can be properly prepared next time we encounter them"

(deed is done lol... one ran after being wounded by Tahlavain, the other, Darrell and Tahlavain killed, then Sen just killed one too. and that's 3 lol)

Tahlavain went over to examine the Maiean that Sen killed but stepped back as that one too, head and all but the cloak and blood, vanished.

_________________


I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

Deawen had fought the best she could she felt something strike her head in the back her hand flew to the nape of her neck she felt something warm and wet Deawen looked at her hand and blood stained her finger tips she stared at it for a moment before her knees buckled. Deawen tried to get back up but the world seemed to spin.

_________________
Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Having no strength left, Tahlavain sat down quickly, leaning against a tree. She nodded to Darrell's words. "Yes... I was prepared to an extent today, since I had encountered the two lastnight, but today, they really did mean to kill us..."

_________________


I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

(Wait wait wait.... there were three... not four... where'd the other come from? ... meh, nvm... urgh, just ignore the confused rp'er -_- ........ )

_________________


I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

(k... I've decided there were four... )

The fourth Maiean who had struck Deawen, saw his two companions fall, and the leader of the four ride away, and he swiftly fled, still having his horse.

(There, my confusing is solved )

_________________


I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

i never said it was one of them....

Deawen turned alittle but saw nothing nothing that could explain it...Deawen regained her world but she closed her eyes Bredol came up behind her nudged her wickered trying to keep her focused

_________________
Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

(>.< AaAHH!! *is now really confused* drat it.... )

_________________


I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

(what happened to the wounded person on the horse?)

okay four four then leave it as that

_________________
Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

(*hyperventilates* ok... everything ok now?... good good...)

Tahlavain looked over at Deawen and would have rushed over to help her if she hadn't lost her balance and fallen to her knees.

Getting to her feet, she took a calmer and slower approach. "Are you alright?" she urgently questioned Deawen.

_________________


I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

(k, folks, I gotta go, so don't go taken off on this rp without me, lol. And I'm sorry about the Sen, and Deawen, that we didn't wait up for you. I'll slow down next time.)

_________________


I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~