(sounds fine t'me!)

The village came into sight and Isashaen smiled. She was a wood-elf to heart. The guard had done the work well. Thinking about the guard Isashaen stepped into the first clearing. The other elf seemed young and yet old. She certainly was older than herself. Well, that wasn't exactly difficult!

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As Mirima approached the village in the trees, all seemed strangely quiet. The large wooden gate stood open, not unusual for the middle of the day, yet there was no guard standing nearby. The horse and rider entered cautiously, watching for movement. They waiting in vain, however, as the streets were as silent as the woods about them. Mirima dismounted and called out, "Hello? I am no enemy, reveal yourselves to me!" She waited silently for a reply, any response at all.

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

(do you think I can make up a bunch of guards who surround me or no?)

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(Go right ahead! I am kinda winging it right now, lol)

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

Suddenly Isashaen found herself surrounded by guards. She had half expected it and called her falcon from the sky to show all her companions. "My name is Isashaen Varunia. I come in peace to see the Speaker of the Village in the trees. I seek help."

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Searching the houses for signs of life, Mirima found her search to be fruitless. Taking some food and drink to refill her pack, she mounted up and rode back out the way she had come. Strangely, she could feel no evil there, no foreboding. The village was simply empty, though it had not been that way for very long.

Leading Illith on a different path, she let the horse walk, as they had a long trip ahead of them. Just as they passed a tall oak tree, Mirima heard a voice up ahead; "...village in the trees. I seek help." She recognized it and rode into the clearing, where the elf Isashaen stood, surrounded by a group of woodland guards.

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

"Why do you seek help, lady?" a gruff voice asked. Isashaen turned to the burly guard. "My clan sent me. We have Seen the future and are to be attacked soon. However we are not strong enough to fight off this attack alone."

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Mirima gasped and entered the clearing, making herself known. The guards turned to her, but she just exclaimed; "Bereloth? Is that really you?" Dismounting, she walked over to the burly leader, past a somewhat confused-looking Isashaen. "Miri? It can't be, you left so long ago!" They both laughed and embraced, the hug of old friends. Mirima stepped back, and looked at Isashaen. "If you have any questions about this girl's integrity, I can vouch for her. We met in the woods not a half hour earlier, and she is honest. Now Bereloth, where are your people?"

"Ah," the man nodded, after telling his men to put down their weapons, "Scouts sent word of intruders, and we have need of secrecy and caution. The entire village is in our hiding spot in the mountains behind the village, in case of attack."

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

I will join if I am welcome?

Name: Oaklock Gilderleaf
Race: High Elf
Sex: Male
Age: 279 years

Apperance/History: Oaklock Gilderleaf has an Elven hero look about him, and basically that is what he is. His queen, the lady Idril sent him to these woods to warn the Speaker of iminent danger of attack. He is dressed in Full elven Mithril plate mail and carries a gleaming Elven longsword at his side which is clearly magical. His hair is black and is tied back with a ribbon similar to what most Elves wear. He has a forest green cloak over his Armour.

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Halarond

Riding swiftly through the woods, Oaklock seeks to find the village to warn the speaker there. He has ridden hard for around a week now, and is exhausted, though you would not think so in his posture, still straight-backed, his head upright and alert.

After a few more hours of riding, the forest thickens and he decides to give the horse a well earned rest. After whispering a comforting word in the beast's ear, unpacks some rotions and starts to eat.

A few minutes into the meager meal, however, the horse starts to whinny and buck violently.

"Calm yourself, Hunter!" Oaklock cries, jumping up to comfort the beast, but Hunter, who had not been tied to anything (for he never was tied to anything because he and the Elf had known each other since the horse was born), bolts away down the path, the OPPOSITE way the Elf wanted to go.

"Hunter! What is-" but the elf was cut short with a blinding pain to the left side of his face, he fell, tasted blood, but was still consious.
the Elf tried to roll out of the fall, but with the blow to the face, his balance was off, he stumbles into a nearby bush. drawing his sword as quick as was possible with a concussion, and screams "BLOODLETTER!!!". the sword, almost in a reaction to this, starts to 'flow' with a blood red light. The huge cat creature which had attacked him, Oaklock saw it now, did not expect its prey to attck back that quickly, or at all, for the blow had caught it full on, but all the same, advances to devour its quarry, who was bleeding heavily.

Oaklock screams the name of his sword and advances towards his enemy. he faints to the left, and with a precision only an Elf can get, stabs the cat full in the heart.
Oaklock falls to the ground, and feels no more

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Halarond

He woke. He could not tell where he was at first, the last he could remember, he was... DEAD!

"Aa..a- am I dead?" he said weakly. If this had been another situation, he would have found it funny, for he had heard tales of people saying those silly words, but he found it was all he could say.

"No, you are not dead, friend" Said a comforting voice from his side.
The bright light that he saw when he woke had passed, and he found himself staring into the eyes of a beautiful Elf-Maiden.
"No, you are far from dead, my friend, you are in the healing quarters of what you High Elves call the Village in the trees."
His head felt a little better now, and he had the strength to sit up."Ah, then I have found the place I seek, fair lady. Blessings to you and your people for saving my life, for I assume that it was the Elves who carried me here?"
"You assume correctly... sir?"
"I apologize. Oaklock, madam, Oaklock Gilderleaf" he said, and he found that he still had the strength to kiss the Elf-maiden's hand.
"You are as courtious as you are handsome, sir Oaklock" she said with a smile. "I am Alanasa, a healer here."
"Once again, I thank you for your help, but... you must pass a message to the Sp- Speaker" He managed to say, for his head was growing heavy once more.
"You are in dan-ger." he managed to gasp, and fainted.

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[Welcome, Halarond! Great intro, but I must remind you not to double post. Thanks!]

"Well, friend, you must know that I am no enemy. Were you really hiding from little ol' me?" Mirima smiled teasingly, but stopped when she saw Bereloth's face. He sighed and said, "I am afraid it is not you, but an evil creature, said to lurk in the shape of a giant cat. Guards have been disappearing for weeks now, and the people were in a state of panic."

"I see," she replied, her expression solemn, "Is there any way I can assist you?"

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

"I.. NO, MOTHER!!! NOO!!!"were some of the tormented screams coming from the poor High Elf in the bed.

"He said he needs the speaker. He said that we are all in danger. But he needs aid first, and only the speaker has the power of healing to bring the poor fellow back to this world." said Alanasa.

The captain of the Guard looked at the wrything Elf on the bed. "Of course, lady Alanasa, I will ask the Speaker to accompany me here right away." He bowed, and took his leave, half running out of the door trying to retain his dignity

"I only hope it is not too late," the healer told herself as the Captain trotted out of the Marble doors to the courtyard.

"He is slipping. Lady Laransa, more herbs to cool him, as quick as you may!" she ordered one of her nurses.

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Halarond

"Come, return with us to the city. We will not prevent your welcome. The healer Alanasa and a few others are in the center of town, they will give you rest and a good meal. Then we can talk." Bereloth gestured towards town and Mirima followed, beckoning Isashaen to join her.

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

"I am here, lady Alansa." The speaker said to the somewhat distressed Healer.
"I came as swiftly as I may, but I see now that some forces are working against us." he said, looking at the quickly fading Elf.

"He awoke earlier, Speaker, and seemed fine, but I fear that the attacker has something more that a claw, I fear magic is involved here. I think that this creature is not a natural one of this fair Earth."

"My thoughts exactly, good lady. This foe is a powerful one. The Patrol that saved him reported a strange being with cat like features." he informed her, seating himself in a chair by the Elf's bed.

"Oh my, then our worst fears have been realised, my lord?" she asked.

"Oh it is far worse that we could have imagined, lady healer, far worse." he said as he was now working his healing skills. "They have brought back the corpse of the beast, and.... although I have not seen the creature as yet, my aides inform me that powerful magic has been used to summon these biengs."

"We ARE in Danger, as he said then, my lord?" she queried.

"I fear to say, yes, lady, but say nothing to the others, we do not want to cause a blind panic."

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Halarond

Isashaen found herself born along with the crowd. She thanked Mirima for the rescue. Suddenly she felt a pain and saw an elf lying in a great hall. As soon as she had notedt his the vision was over. All that remained was a voice saying: "You are in danger!" She hurried to catch up with Mirima and the guard named Bereloth.

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