ic:<font color=orange>Khalraan looked at the Silver digging into the grave, and questioned Skye, so that the others could also hear.
'What are they going down there for? Aren't there dead people in there? Are they going to get a 'Skellington' (skeleton)?
The boy was full of questions.

[ 02-01-2003, 03:48 PM: Message edited by: Lord High Eater of Legs ]

Darlantan clawed the soft earth gently, uncovering the body of the half-drow. She looked relativly uninjured. <font color=silver>"Death magic. How I hate the drow."</font> the silver growled, gently placing the body in front of Veloren.

<font color=silver>Calaethis ignored all of this, and turned to his two elves, quielty he said, <font color=skblue>"If there is any combat, get out of sight... both of you. I will not risk either of you in combat - stay close to Skye, Damion and Khalraan - with any luck it won't come to combat. If it does, do not come near me, understood?"</font> he made a face. He thought to himself that if that green did arrive, he would not run. He would face it. His sword was powerful enough to protect him, but he would not run. Facing it directly would be insanity, and yet.. Calaethis was planning to do just that. He had no idea why though.

Suddenly he looked around and realised that they were no longer near the green. He shook his head. Where had his mind been for the last hour or two? All he could remember was focuing on Tagnik'zurjess, and sharing images with it... he shook his head, he knew something had happened to the blade when he was in the underdark, knowing he had merged his essence with it... but... he shook his head again.</font>

[ 02-01-2003, 04:22 PM: Message edited by: Calaethis Dragonsbane ]

<font color=pink>Verloren bent over the body of the dark-skinned half-drow, running her hands precisely down Kaltia, making sure there were no open wounds. Muttering to herself, she frowned as she remembered the incantation. She hadn't ressurected anyone in a long while. Wind Shadow trotted up behind her and stood beside her, ready to catch her if the spell exhausted her out. Verloren snapped her fingers a few times (an old habit when she is about to do a serious spell) and placed one hand firmly over Kaltia's heart. The arcane words flowed out of her mouth in a high voice, her eyes squinched shut in concentration. Color began to return to the drow-woman's face, and a shudder ran through the body. Verloren's voice picked up intensity and Kaltia's eyes shot open and she gasped, air filling the collapsed lungs. with a sudden lurch Kaltia sat up, and Verloren stumbled back onto Wind Shadow's broad shoulder. Avalon quickly darted around and caught her as she began to slide off.</font>

<font color=silver>Calaethis slowly walked over to Kaltia. His eyes were a mystery, reflecting back none of his emotions. His sword had gone "dead": Sssiks'barra had reverted back to its orginal silver colour; Sssiks vress'lve as ever, was golden. Its eyes still rubies. Slowly they changed to emerald and back again. Tagnik'zurjess flashed and it whispered to it's master. <font color=gold> << Ssso thisss, thiss iss the one you dream of.>> </font><font color=red>*</font> its words were rusty, as if it were only just learning how to speak. It sent mental images to it's master, comforting him. <font color=gold> << be strong elven one ~ I... remember this one... since you awakened me and gave me life.. since I am you... I remember... you.. must go to her. >> </font> Calaethis nodded. The others could not hear the sword, and only saw Calaethis nodding. He knelt down beside Kaltia...</font>

Edit. For those of you who can't remember: Tagnik'zurjess is Calaethis's sword; now fully sencient - thanks to the battle in the underdark.

<font color=red>*</font><font color=gold>Tagnik's speech shall be posted in gold from now on.</font>

Tagnik'zurjess (total blade - dragon's fang)
Sssiks'barra (colour change dragon - sunshadow)
Sssiks vress'lve (sunclaw - chinese dragon)

[ 02-01-2003, 06:29 PM: Message edited by: Calaethis Dragonsbane ]

ooc-here is Kaltia's char description from chp1

*with a defiant toss of black hair, marred only by a thick silver stripe, the half-drow glares at the party* "more drow come to laugh at the half breed?" she sneers in Common.

OOC-Kaltia is a half-drow archer, aged 25. SHe has dark skin-not black, but nearly-black hair with a silver stripe and a general surliness.

Also, here a pic of Alliene, if you never figured out just how she looked ;) http://members.lycos.co.uk/th8or/LB.jpg

[ 02-01-2003, 06:47 PM: Message edited by: Lady Blue03 ]

ic:<font color=orange>Khal was shocked, he said to Skye
'Did Verloren just bring her back from the dead? Is she real?'
Then Khalraan noticed Calaethis stepping up to the recently resurrected half-drow.
'Why did Cal nod to himself, like he was answering someone, is he going mad, Skye?'
Then, in his young, boylike fashion,
'Can I have something to eat?'</font>

[ 02-01-2003, 07:31 PM: Message edited by: Lord High Eater of Legs ]

Shadow yawns, "Oh look a dead drow come back to life... yep need more sleep."
Shadow stops and stares at the drow, "Have we met?"

Aeris gripped his blades.The forest was something that could not always be predicted. He looked at the newly resurectted woman. <font color=white> Greetings... I am Aeris Kencer of the fallen house Kencer. You are? </font> He bowed and smiled at her.

<font color=silver>Calaethis whirled around his eyes blazing. <font color=skblue>"Be silent"</font> he snapped harshly. <font color=skblue>"She is only just returned to us - leave her be for a while - let her get used to how it feels to live again.</font> His sword flared, the ruby eyes of Sssiks vress'lve glowing with an inner fire. <font color=gold> << Calaethis, calm down >> </font> the sword soothed. <font color=gold> << hush, I know you desire vengence, ~ and fear not, the dark ones will pay for this, but there is no need to harm your own party >> </font> <font color=skblue>"I am NOT harming my own party!"</font> Calaethis yelled at the sword, obvious to the others staring at him in astonishment. <font color=skblue>"Did I ask for your damn opinion?! SHUT UP!"</font> Calaethis glanced around at the others, his eyes afire, daring them to speak, he foucsed back on the sword. <font color=skblue>"Not one word!"</font> The sword ignored him, <font color=gold> << Calaethis! Snap out of it! Your scaring Sylquis >></font> guiltily Cal glanced over at her, she was in her sisters arms, trembling, the sword spoke once more <font color=gold> << Calaethis, Kaltia is alive, just calm down. You'll frighten her.. >> </font> Calaethis sighed. Then he dissapeared, merging with the shadows. <font color=gold> << just what do you think you are doing Calatehis? >></font> Tagnik intoned. Calaethis smiled and thought back <font color=green>Staying out of sight</font> </font>