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Lyulfe
The elf quirked an eyebrow as he continued to lie motionless on his back, pretending to be asleep. After awhile Roderik stopped speaking in a language unknown to Silt, and Lyulfe listened as the two talked.
After awhile Silt settled down, and Roderik began tossing knives rhythmically into the air. Lyulfe watched the glimmer of the blades in the night and fire light, and slowly the silver gleam seemed to blend together as Lyulfe drifted off to sleep...
~dream sequence~
"Lyulfe!" The slight half-elf looked delighted for a moment before she pouted at him. "Why did it take you so long to fall asleep? I've been waiting for ages!"
Lyulfe's brow wrinkled for a moment as he frowned at his blood sister. "Waiting? What are you talking about? And what are you doing in my head?"
She observed him with an exasperated look. "I can believe you don't remember. You're the one who told me about this trick! When we're apart, we can connect in our dreams. Unfortunately, you might feel a little tired when you wake up," she added with an embarrassed laugh. Lyulfe sighed and rolled his eyes, but smiled again. He was glad to see her.
"Sooo, how're you and Rong, huh?" The half-elf nudged him playfully and wiggled her eyebrows. Lyulfe could feel his ears turn red and he scowled at her.
"I don't know what you're talking about. But if you must know, we're helping someone with a practically hopeless quest of regaining a lost love, and we were recently kidnapped by a flying monster but I was able to get us away." He smirked. "Silly creature, thought a sheer, rocky cliff and deadly drop would stop me, heh."
She giggled. "Well, sounds like I should've stuck with you. I'm just wandering a bit for now, sort of inbetween quests... but I should go now. If you use up any more energy, you might, uh... reveal things to your group that you won't want to..."
Lyulfe's eyebrows shot up. "What?" he said incredulously.
"Um, well, talk to you later!" She waved a hand hurriedly then turned around and seemed to walk away from him into a mist. The last thing he remembers seeing is her braid, swinging back and forth behind her, before falls into a deep sleep."
~end dream sequence~
"Skye..." the elf mumbles quietly in his sleep.
ooc- pm Larry
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