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Post by Tobias Mhuir on Dec 23, 2007 19:29:19 GMT -8
*Feeling very lazy today...*
Peregrine lifted his nose and smelt the air and detected a faint smell of smoke.
"Aye, but I do not know from what direction the burning comes, nor what its purpose is." He said, shrugging.
Will lifted his keener, sharper, nose into the air and sniffed as well. Unliike Peregrine, Will had lived on the streets for most of his life and had learned to detect through his nose, among other things, where a smell was coming from and what it was. His eyes widened as he realized what it was.
"A settlement is burning." He said, "Though I do not know the cause. Its pretty close, less then half a mile away." He confirmed.
"Alright Helsing." Peregrine said, "Here's a chance the gain some freedom, not all, mind you, as this could still be a constiracy, but some freedom none the less."
He and Will both leaned over and, in unison, untied the reins from Helsing's bit.
"Prove yourself." He commanded. "Both of us will be watching." He added, then Vollo took off without warning, even taking Peregrine by surprise, and sted off the west by some degrees. Peregrine slowed him and waited for Will to lead the way as Peregrine did not know where they were going.
Will put Queen into a gallop and rode torwards the smell, and soon the sight of smoke rising upwards, of fire.
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Post by khalida on Dec 23, 2007 22:04:19 GMT -8
**lazy...**
Helsing shot forward like a rocket when he saw the smoke trail and Rayne was riding with ease as the horse raced ahead of the others. She was first to reach the scene and halted when she reached the edge of the settlement. Suddenly Rayne felt like her heart had broken... everyone was there was either dead or dying...
The dhampire kicked Helsing to a slow walk and rode through the remains of the town... tears coming to her eyes. "Who would do such a thing?" she asked herself before she saw a torn flag drifting across the ground. Rayne dismounted and walked over to the flag, picking it up and gasped when she saw the symbol embroided on the black material...
The sidewards figure of eight.... the emblem of Sceith. Then it dawned on her, a sceithian raiding party had just been here! She let the material drop when she heard the sound of crying, she turned to see a small girl huddled in the corner with bright red hair and red eyes....
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Post by Peregrine Alexander on Jan 2, 2008 22:06:37 GMT -8
"I've got an idea who." Peregrine said without hesitation. "Try the Sceithians." He said. Vollo's hooves cracked several pieces of wood which he trod over. Soot and dirt had already settled on Will's face. Peregrine caught sight of two glowing red embers, seemingly hidden in a corner. They seemed to be suspended in mid-air, just staying there, not moving. Then two eyelids, no more then darkness closed over them...
There was the sound of a sword being drawn as Peregrine drew Revenger and Will copied him a moment later, taking out his own sword.
"Show yourself." Peregrine demanded, not in a cruel voice, nor was he yelling. It was a firm and commanding voice, but it was not friendly. "Show yourself." He repeated.
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Post by kamalia on Jan 2, 2008 22:23:25 GMT -8
**lazy**
"I know..." Rayne said before she held out a hand to silence the silmarils before approaching the figure that was trying to disappear into the corner. She crouched down low and offered her hand to the child. "Come", she said softly in the sceithian tongue. "I will not let any harm come to you..."
The girl sniffed and reached out for Rayne's. Rayne gently pulled her forward into the light... she was no older than 5. Rayne took her in her arms and wrapped her cloak around the girls form. She looked up at Peregrine seriously. "She's half sceithian..."
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Post by Peregrine Alexander on Jan 2, 2008 22:30:40 GMT -8
"I realize she's Sceithian." Peregrine said, "But what race is she?" He questioned, still not letting down his guard, again, Will copied him.
((Sceithians can be any race, they just live in Sceith and the native tongue of Sceith is Gaelic as well.Just FYI, lol.))
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Post by echo on Jan 2, 2008 22:49:33 GMT -8
**lazy**
Rayne hesitated before lifting the cloak. The girl looked at Peregrine fearfully, Rayne brushed her hair comfortingly. "Vampiric..." she said quietly looking at the girl, reminding Rayne of her younger years. Such innocence.
"And human..." she finished looking back to Peregrine. "She's a dhampir". The girl began to shake with fear and Rayne covered her with the black cloak again.
((I'll change the sceithian tongue bit to Vampiric)) ((The vampire heritage (father) is the sceithian part, human (mother) is silmaril))
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Post by Peregrine Alexander on Jan 2, 2008 22:54:44 GMT -8
"I see." Peregrine replied. "Well, she souldn't be of much harm, but never the less, be on your guard unless she's a shape-shifter or something." He dismounted suddenly and pulled the reins over Vollo's head, guesturing to his empty saddle as he did so.
((k))
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Post by echo on Jan 2, 2008 23:01:50 GMT -8
Rayne stepped back and moved over to Helsing. The stallion sniffed the bundle curiously before standing still again. Rayne placed the girl on the horses back and mounted up behind her, wrapping an arm around her. "What is your name youngling?" she asked in vampiric. The girl looked up at her, with eyes identical to Rayne's own. "Rachel", she answered in gaelic. Rayne was surprised to find that the girl understood both languages... a talent that few dhampirs possesed. This girl had potential...
Rayne looked around at the burnt settlement. Why had the party come... what did they want?
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Post by Peregrine Alexander on Jan 3, 2008 0:00:02 GMT -8
Peregrine shrugged and mounted Vollo once again when he saw Helsing put the girl on her own stallion.
Helsing had then asked the girl in some strange language and Peregrine was prepared to be tuned out if this was going to be another long conversation between to other people in a different lanaguage which he did not understand, he listened to that kind of thing with Wil and Diamond having their conversations which might as well been held in Swalhili. But then the girl replied in Gaelic and Peregrine's head snapped back to attention.
"Rachel." She had said. And, using logic, Peregrine figured out that Helsing had asked the girl for her name.
"Bhur ainm, is deas atá sé ag teacht duit." Peregrine said, adding to the conversation.
((Your name, it suits you well.))
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Post by nubia on Jan 5, 2008 14:24:24 GMT -8
Rachel looked over at Peregrine, smiling slightly. But fear was still laced into her eyes. Not of Rayne, the two shared a similar appearance and heritage, but of the man. She did her best to avoid eye contact with Will Skip. She didn't like him.
Rayne noticed the girl trying to hide her face with her hair and took off her cloak. She wrapped it around the girl and raised the hood. Rachel looked at her in alarm then smiled. "Hakira", she said polietly in vampiric and Rayne nodded in return.
Then came the pressing issue that Rayne wanted to know. "Where are your parents youngling?" she asked again in vampiric, testing the girls knowledge. Rachels face fell and she looked down at the stallions neck. "Pikaro", she answered in vampiric before changing to gaelic. "Dead".
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Post by Peregrine Alexander on Jan 5, 2008 14:39:52 GMT -8
This time, Peregrine had no way of knowing who the girl was referring to. “Dead?” He pressed. “Who is dead?” He didn’t know much of vampires, but he had heard their language spoken before. He realized he had spoken in English, the common tongue, and repeated his sentence in Gaelic.
“Marbh? Cé hé sin marbh?” He asked again in the language of the country.
Meanwhile, Will had noticed the girl’s hostility towards him. A sort of scared shunning of him. He noticed she had reacted to Peregrine with a scared smile, but to him, it was nothing, the young dhampire didn’t even look at him, in fact it seemed she avoided his gaze. Unfortunately, not being of noble birth, he never learned to speak Gaelic, and could only understand a few words which he had picked up from Peregrine and Diamond.
“Excuse me.” He said loudly in English. “Who is dead?”
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Post by kate on Jan 5, 2008 15:01:32 GMT -8
Rachel broke down into silent racking sobs and couldn't bring herself to answer. Rayne adjusted her arm slightly so the girl could move about more. "Her parents", she answered in english for the two boys. "Her parents are dead".
Rayne was taken aback slightly when the girl turned to bury her face into her shoulder. She just sat there, frozen... she had been acting like her sisters mother would have.... but now she didn't know what to do. This was way outside her boundries.
Part of her mind was telling her to find someone else to dump the child on.... but another part was telling her to keep an eye on the girl herself, watch out for her. It was the second part that she was following.... to the best of her ability.
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Post by Peregrine Alexander on Jan 5, 2008 23:08:11 GMT -8
Oh.” Peregrine said foolishly. Will looked at the ground and felt bad for interrupting and making the dhampire cry. She was only a little girl, after all. Peregrine on the other hand, had grown up with a brother, three sisters, and five cousins all younger then him; therefore he was more skilled with children. Dismounting from Vollo, he slowly walked over to the girl and gently brushed his rough, but slender hand against her shoulder.
“Listen,” He said in a soft voice. “It’s going to be alright now, just wait and see, but you must trust us.” He added, still softly and non-threateningly. “And I swear by Diana we wouldn’t hurt you, Ok?” He privately thought, Unless she turns out to be a spy, then we’ll lock her up. We will have no choice.
((The Sceithians are descended from Diana as well.))
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Post by nubia on Jan 6, 2008 19:57:08 GMT -8
Rachel flinched when she felt Peregrines hand on her shoulder but she nodded in understanding and began to cast her gaze around. "King?" she called out, brushing the tears from the eyes. With a nicker a black chestnut Morgan gelding trotted out from behind a burning house and up to the girl. Rachel smiled and petted the gelding on the muzzle. "Good boy King".
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Post by Peregrine Alexander on Jan 6, 2008 20:26:21 GMT -8
Peregrine nodded and retreated back to Vollo, whom he mounted. “Let us away to the castle.” He said to the group large and Will touched Queen’s sides briefly his spurs and the mare shuddered and took a couple tentative steps forward, as if overly eager to be away from this place, just as her master was.
The wind blew through Vollo’s coat, creating ripples in the thick hair. Vollo shivered and his hair stood up even more against the wind, they were in for a cold winter this year.
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