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(Erica is detracted by Tasniom right now.)

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[[Sounds fine with me ]]

"Thank you, Aleya," Nikoli bowed and motioned for her to lead the way. He didn't completely trust the girl, but if he could get her out of the forest, she had to be good with directions.

((awesome! and Aramel, sorry, but I have a slight bit of power playing by making your char follow mine, but it's just to help move the plot along...if you don't mind. If you do, I will go back and edit! It's nothing major or anything, though...))

Aleya nodded but raised an eyebrow as he bowed to her. Aleya then turned and started downhill, saying simply, with a hint of sarcasm, "Then follow me, my good sir." She kept her blade out, not willing to become completely defenseless.

As they contiuned to walk down, Aleya's ears perked up as she heard the sounds of a voice...but not one, but many. And then, she thought she heard the sounds of swords and she smelt the fresh smell of flesh of many different types, her animal insticts kicking in. She stopped and turned to her new "friend."
"Do you hear that?" She asked him.

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"Neither," he spat. "In all honesty, I have no idea why I'm here brawling petty vampires when I should be in the desert fighting off the wretched dwarves or shapeshifters."

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I was cured all right.

In all this, Grageon's pony had wondered off in the direction of an angle and elf where he had smelt a horse...

Grageon on the other hand sat on a stump watching the show the Vampires, Lezmar, and human were giving. But, he could stay quiet no longer when the desert dweller called his race wretched.
"Now see here, Lezmar! It was your race that attacked mine! Not the other way around! You and your giant stinging beasts," he hissed, and picked up his hammer, ready for a fight. "Let the Lezmar go, Vamires, so we can seddle this between our races once and for all."

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Drogo developed a fire inside to want to stop all of this fighting once and for good, but, fearing for his life, he remained sitting on the bench with chin in palms consantly watching and taking in what was going on around him.

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Erica looked at Lezmar with anger with her eyes.But then she heard the Dwarf's words and looked at him.She was surprised from what she heard.But then she thought it's going to better to leave the Lezmar to the Dwarf-so neither she or one of her scouts could get hurt.
"Are you sure in what are you asking,short one?" said she. "Then the Lezmar is yours!Let him go!" She nodded at the Vampires and stepped back.

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Tasniom was released, much to his pleasure. He took out his battle axe and scimitar out and faced the wretched dwarf. He then sang a small song before sneering at the dwarf, anger stirring in his heart.

"Tell me," he said as he fixed his eyes on him. "Did you know someone named Garsh Darakin? He was a brave but foolish soul. He lead one hundred other little midgets into the desert, looking for the City of Gold. Without water, without food, without a plan. We caught up with them three days. Dirty, thirsty, dusty, weak." He smiled sadistically and continued, "We killed them all. Every last one of them. All of them begged and pleaded for mercy. But not old brave Garsh. But he did die. Eventually. I killed himself myself and fed him to Isnati, my scorpion. It is common for us to feed the enemy dead defeated in battle to our steeds. When they're finished with them, we usually leave the bones out in the desert for the vultures. What do you think of that?"

As he taunted the dwarf,e remembered one particular dwarven raid on the desert. They had came to the city of Leisna, during the market day. They killed every single man, woman, and child they came upon before burning the city to the ground. He remembered walking through the ashes with his guard, desperately looking for survivors. The souls of the dead were thick and heavy in the area. Their wails could still be heard in the ashes.

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((Caunion, that was brilliant mate. Great job, keep going!))

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Under his long beard, Grageon's face paled. The Lezmar had spoken the name of one of his great-uncles. Grageon scowled at Tasniom.
"And the crazy old man probably died with a curse on his lips. As most of my kin do these days," he growled, tightening his grip on his big war hammer, and eyed the weapons in his apponents hands. They seemed very familiar, like he had met them in battle before. A dwarf may forget faces or names, but one never forgets something well crafted like what Tasniom held...

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((okay...thanks mate. ))

Aleya took a step back, not liking Nikoli that close to her. "They are right through the trees." She said simply, her eyes turning a dark yellow color as she looked out into the trees, only shifting her eyes to give her a little more strength. After a moment, she blinked, and her eyes were the same dark blueish-silver color they were normally. "But there shouldn't be this many different voices in one place, especailly on Nuetral ground." She added and then grinned. "Wanna take a detour on your way out, go and check it out?"

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"Looks as if we are getting closer," Estelle told Rylin as she saw a pony wander across their path. I just hope a bloodbath has not ensued. she thought to herself, unsure of how each of their races would mix.

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"As long as you're sure they aren't invaders of some sort - in which case you might actually be able to swing that sword at someone other than me," Nikoli laughed. Goldfeather watched Aleya carefully as he sat perched upon Nikoli's shoulder.