Part 3 of - The Shadow of Love

[Skydracgrrl]

Sabbiel (Sand Cat spy)

The fur along Sabbiel's spine was bristled slightly in fear and hate as the two-legger transformed into a large wolf and padded silently over to him to sit at his side. After the Dragon-two-legger finished transforming into a strange looking two-legger, Sabbiel turned and quickly led the two back to where he had left His scent, occasionally glancing back to make sure the she-Wolf and Dragon-two-legger were still with him.

Once they regained the scent and were following the path rapidly to the other side of the forest, the Sand Cat glanced sidelong at the she-Wolf that was loping easily next to him. Finally overcoming his hate, at least for the moment, Sabbiel yowled a question at her, guessing that the she-Wolf could probably still understand him.

pm- "she-Wolf"

[RoSs_bg2_rox]

Silt 80/80

Silt was, at first, a little dismayed by the others' reactions; for it seemed to him as if they had changed their minds somewhat as to what their goal was, which, he thought, was to help Larry. But, upon further thinking, Silt decided it was for the best, for they did not really know where Roderik and Andrion had gone, and there was no real point in putting themselves in more danger for possibly very little gain. So, after his little colaboration, Silt agreed with Rong and Lyulfe that they should go back to Larry and tell him what had happened, for he may have a better idea of what to do next than them. And so it was settled.

[Larry_OHF]

To: Silt, Rong, and Lyulfe

Upon making the decision, the three of you have nothing else to do but begin the walk back. An urgency is portrayed in your hurried steps as you realize that this is not a time to dwindle.

You make very good time through the desert, following the fresh tracks of a horse, carrying a burdon upon its back. In the distance, you can see where the desert begins to fade away into more hospitable enviroment, telling you that your venture north is coming close to its end.
Your next task would be to find Larry's group somehow.

OOC>>>This trio is free to move as they see fit towards whatever goal they decide to persue.

[Legolas]

Inquisitor Marcos of Snowdale - 98/98

He was, while not surprised, certainly not quite expecting such an answer from a peasant beggar. Even though it was common enough to complain about a tyrannical king, baron or lord, those in more dire straits were usually desperate enough to risk the further wrath of a witch by naming her, that she might be burned or otherwise disposed of.

These, matters of state, did not concern him even if he didn't have a modding mage to occupy him. His was a higher pursuit, and indeed, the only times he came in contact with the upper class were those when he investigated the rummours of their meddling with dark sorcery.

He recounted few such cases, he worked mostly amongst the common people. There was more evil to be found there, in any case. His own greatest successes had been in neither field, however.
The hammer he bore stood testimony to that particular accomplishment.

He focussed his thoughts back onto the other. He looked to need the coin, and there was still a possibility he had some information of use.

"Tell me something else then," he said, taking out a copper for the beggar.
"Anyone living as close to the streets as you yourself, in a place such as this, undoubtedly misses but few things.
"A man came through here recently, several times in fact, and oft in the company of adventurers."

He tossed him the coin as requested, arching it to have his ear a moment longer.

"Perhaps you might share what you know of Larry Silverfall's actions in this place."

[ 07-28-2004, 05:37 PM: Message edited by: Legolas ]

[Skydracgrrl]

OOC>>>This trio is free to move as they see fit towards whatever goal they decide to persue.

ooc- well, considering that they don't know that Larry's group is staying in the woods... [img]smile.gif[/img]

ic- Lyulfe scanned the treeline. "Well," he said casually, folding his arms across his chest,"I believe the best way to meet up with the others is to go to that tavern Larry spoke of..." he trailed off, and raised a cynical eyebrow. "I don't suppose anyone knows where it is?"

[ 07-29-2004, 08:44 AM: Message edited by: Skydracgrrl ]

[RoSs_bg2_rox]

ooc>>can we still see the horse tracks?+don't we already know the way since we have been there before?

[Larry_OHF]

OOC>>>Yeah, you don't need the tracks because you do know where the tavern is, as we all started from there, but I merely made the horse tracks part of the storyline to have you notice that somebody has come this way before you. Remembering the Inquisitor from a few days ago, you can assume that it is him, or not. I was just giving you something to play off of. [img]smile.gif[/img]

Now for Rong's post...

Rong Er

She turns to her traveling partner and smirks...

"Poor dear, the sun must be baking your brain!"

She giggles, then points in the general direction.


"The tavern is that way, past that brown-colored store and to the left, where we will find a carpet vendor on the corner, named Agasta. Two blocks from there is the One-Eyed Wolf. Dear, you should really pay more attention to detail."

Rong then notices that the horse tracks also lead in that direction; the same that they had been following in the desert.

"And unless I have also become equally incompentant, we will find our rider in that direction as well."

Rong then starts off in that direction, waving her hand for the others to follow.

[Larry_OHF]

Beggar, speaking to Marcos:

"Indeed, sire! Indeed! I know o' the movements of the one, who they say is cloaked in a shadow o' himself. Indeed, he did come to this very spot just a day ago, walkin' out of the wood yonder, stayed here a bit, then trapsed back off to yonder wood, being led by a very tall and uncommon-type feller.
For the life o' me, that is all I have seen."

[Larry_OHF]

Tao: (In her absence)

The wolf looked at the small feline with eyes of a teacher to a student, for this young one was far from understanding the world, yet already the prejudices and misconceptions were creeping in to override reason.

Speaking not aloud, as they were on a hunt, she instead spoke with her gift of mind-speak, touching the thoughts of the young cat, and gave this answer...

"Let us put our differences aside in the journey to do good for the land in which we live, my young friend. For this is a task much larger than you or I should be given to accomplish alone, yet it has been given, and we must do what we can to ensure the safety of all.
My friend Arcades uses a different form of power than I to do his shape changing. While he utilizes the power of a substitution to his real form, my form itself can alter, and be just as real as the the one I leave behind. In the dragon's subsitution, you see a lie, but in mine you see more truth. Arcades is a dragon, and nothing can change that, but I am as you see me, in both forms I take. Does this help you understand, young one?"

OOC>>>I hope I sounded Tao-ish enough for everyone!

[ 07-29-2004, 10:14 AM: Message edited by: Larry_OHF ]

[Morgeruat]

Rodie 39/70

Ducking and running back to a corner, the now unarmored man tried to think of a way out, perhaps the spider was meant to bite, and slay him, perhaps the test would be how long he could survive against such a creature of shadow and flesh made real...

Whipping his arm back, he threw one dagger, and watcheed it strike true, he then ran to another corner as the spider skittered and roared in rage and pain.