Off-balance on his injured wing, Demon landed awkwardly by the stream. Kendath dismounted and sighted an irascible Evlyn not far away.

"Something wrong?" he asked mildly, then gestured at Merrin. "I've got a hostage... what do you suggest we do with her?"

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"I happen to be present," snapped Merrin, now in an extremely bad mood. This was probably not improved by the gash in her shoulder from her earlier pursuit of Kendath and Demon, bound clumsily. "I will not be spoken of like an inanimate object." This was rather ironic, as she obviously would be spoken of however Kendath liked.

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Wyvern winged his way gloomily over the forest, back to the main rebel camp, feeling positively miserable with worry. This was heightened by the fact that he was very tired and the camp seemed very far away. He hoped anxiously that they could rescue Merrin before she traveled too far.

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Sorac returned to Yira, who was readying their things for a departure.

"What do we do now?" Sorac asked, laying down, rather looking like a cat as he stared at Yira intently. Yira looked at him after a moment,

"We follow them." She said a-matter-of-factly. Sorac nodded.

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You may (or may not) know me elsewhere as Elfpen

A white figure speeded across the skies, Kalma with great excitement in his veins wished to see a glimpse of the battle and to better determine what was going on. In the worst case scenario he would be considered a foe by them all, but then again, if he did not attack anyone then he would be left alone. Yet his presence might disturb their thoughts and concentration, but he would wait for a suitable moment to strike should there be anything worthy of attacking or acting upon. Garthag remained in the north enslaving more tribes under their command and keeping the one`s already enslaved beneath his heel.

Kalma fastened his phase as he sensed to be closing the battle, he had reached this spot easily due to a spell that he possessed to speed up his own movements.

(I didn`t mention when he left etc)

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

As Femi and Shade few a little higher they saw a small group of dragons with their masters flying towards the battle. Femi looked across to Shade who gave her a look that said, "these look like more of the enemy."

((Juat a question in general, are most people on the ground now?))

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"Without music, life would be a mistake." - Friedrich Nietzsche



"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

(i am)

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Made by Lembas

((*points to LDM's post* Yeah, and it's your post ))

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((Who's that directed at?))

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"Without music, life would be a mistake." - Friedrich Nietzsche



"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

Kendath shrugged as he produced some salve and began tending Demon's injury. "What's your name?"

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(not to you, i don't think...^^)

Shade nodded and whispered to Midnight to go down and investigate.

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

((Sorry, I meant that to Anduril))

She regarded him for a moment, and then said, "Merrin" shortly, unable to think of a reason why not. After a minute of silence she in turn asked, "What's yours?"

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"Kendath," he replied, deadpan. He sent a telepathic message to the other Meiltha: "We have the document and a prisoner. Perhaps we should make a quick retreat..."

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"Oh." Said Merrin, her eyes downcast. After another moment of silence she ventured, rather timidly and without meeting his eye, "Where...where are you taking m- where are we going?"

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Femi was still a little higher, she looked down to Shade and called to him.

"Friend or foe?" She asked, although she could guess the answer.

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"Without music, life would be a mistake." - Friedrich Nietzsche



"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

Impatient, Kendath decided to haul himself out regardless of whether the others were still in battle. "Someplace where they won't find you," he replied to Merrin's question. He turned to Demon. "How's your wing?"

The fierce black dragon growled. "It feels like lead, but I can make it to our hideout."

He mounted in the saddle behind Merrin. Demon pumped his wings and, within moments, they were airborne.

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The battle raged ahead, dragons battling each others with their riders all trying to achieve victory, perhaps capture was in their minds or death to their foes yet that did not interest Kalma one bit. Yet what was this? One dragon was speeding away from the battle, most interesting... Kalma stopped airborne and concentrated, he quickly tapped into his magical powers and cast a field of invisibility upon himself.

Then he once again began moving forwards, unseen to the normal eye and with clear interest why would one leave the battle. Besides, the battle would rage on and it didn`t matter who won, as long as Kalma could find some clues of the sides and how he could benefit from them.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!