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Kon began struggling again when Raorke through her over his back. No foul being was going to kill her off! She was a hunter! She needed to hunt! She did what she could to pur Roarke in as much discomfort as possible . She couldn't force her jaw opne so instead she began throwing her head against his back , constantly trying to beat him.

"alright. then you come with me."

And he marched himself out to the stabled, mounting himself up onto Ramoth.
his soldiers were well prepared already to go.

"Feel free to mount your horses or whatever you travel with. the ships I commissioned from Roarke lord knows how long ago seem to have found a use. we'll head to the area of the Purians. ships are docked there. the three of them should support all this."

Leaf just shrugged. "I do not use magic. I never have, and I do not intendt to. Fin can." She pause a moment. "I do not know the extent of his abilities." Fin just smiled.

The three of them descended underground. For her and Fin it ebcame utterly dark. She kept a hand on the wall to feel her way, and did not slow their way. "There are no aircurretns in here. We must be careful if we enter a new chamber. It may not have any breathable air for us."

Her thumping around put an aweful strain on his ingured shoulder, and she knocked him good around the head a couple of times. He made it down into the manor where the sandy training room had been set up. Here, he tossed the wolf to the floor without much care or cerimony.

Kon lay where she had been thrown, smoldering with anger.

The pups had shown up with in moments, knowing that Roarke, they're sensie had entereed.

Jude looked down quizickly at the bound wolf. He bent and sniffed her. He looked back at Rorake. "This is a strange wolf... there are two smells mixing with together... What is this? why have you brought her here?"

Haldir watched his soldiers fend off the monsters of the Deep, and push back the advance of the Western Wall orcs. The primative creatures did not stand a chance against the Elves who survived the Fall of the Kingdom. Drow may have destroyed their homes, but certainly made monsters out of the survivors.

This reminded Haldir of the time he and his compatriots fought off the Balrog that followed the elves into the Dark. Each elf lord slew one of the demons. It was a long time ago, but the elvish memory could recall it as though it were yesterday.

The Manor was secured by Prince Tarathiel's private army. Casualties remained low, two elves bumped their heads getting out of the Barracks (formally the Sailing SHip Judgement), and one scrapped his knee when he was showing off. Haldir repremended him for that bravado.

All that really remained, was making sure that the Prince was well, and well taken care off. He felt that Tara-sama was safe. A runner returned providing the news that Onyx was near the boy, which comforted the (powerless) geomancer. Onyx was good to Aella, Aella was keen to Tara-sama, which in turn, made Onyx good for Tara-sama's protection (as Aella would die for him, and Onyx for her. A sad circle of love, but it worked meracles.)

Securring the southern banks of Honoursfield was much more successful than seccuring the Northern Wall (Part of the West Wall that curved north of Honoursfield). Elric and Avon went to meet the challanges there, and have not reported back since. Celleste is confident in their ability to at least rally the farmers and malitia until a sizable force from Deep Water can aid them, if Deep water could spare the soldiers. Cell cursed that Shield and the dwarves lived so far away, and she, Orko and Rydia were useless in this Time of Troubles. Perticularly, she felt outdone by Rydia's and Orko's scientific knowledge and capable engeneering skills. She felt very stupid because all she could do is provide strategic guidance.

Cedric wondered into the Manor some time ago, rather broken. His fight with what is assumed to be rementes of Demi-Lich Dimitri's army drained him quite thoroughly. He fell into a bed, and barely noticed his magic was cut off when he awoke.

Haldir started his soldiers building a palasade and trench to create a passive defensive measure to prevent minor incursions from the less threatening beasts. (Those that were a problem, would plow through the defences while taking a barrage of deadly arrows.)

Orko said that he would build some siege weapons and devices to stave off some of the intruders. Rydia said she could build better weapons and armour for the Elfish soldiers.

It was good timing for these warriors to arrived when they did. Without them here and now, Honoursfield may have fallen to the horde of darknesst that awaited this moment to strike.

"Hey Leaf, you brough the keys right?"

"Fin, you said you had them."

"No I didn't."

"Yes you did."

"But, Lore said that he gave them to you?"

"I do not have them."

"I do not have them." Ther were some noises, scuffling, something that sounded like a slap upside the head. "I mean, here it is." The round earth orb was passed to Piper.

Roarke sighed. "You pups don't recognize her at all? Take a good look, a good snif." He stripped off his shirt, got one of the pups to take a look. "Probably need some stitches."

Jude didn't bend to smell the wolf again, but the others gathered around Kon, and sniffed. Alll of them were confused. They had never met Eliot before but...

Zell spoke up. "She is Daz's daughter isn't she? This is eliot..."

Ori moved to Roarke's back and peared at the torn skin. She sighed and pulle da bone needle and thread from her back pocket. "You're right, these will need stichtes." She proceeded to Stitch up Roarke's back.

"But... she does not smell like Kin... she smells like... well like something is wrong..." Said Adso.

Zachadia spunn a blade about his fingers. "I dont' like seeing her tied up like this..."

Zahara knew she wasn't winning and finally she watched as Sevilin went off to go be the valiant hero. It sucked to be the one who had to stay home sometimes. But when he picked Malikhai up and she heard snatches of conversation she shook her head. Malikhai could not go into battle. Piper would have a cow. She pet Zykariel's hair lightly. "Alright I'll stay." Feeling the chlid release his death hold on her leg she picked him up and moved closer. "You can't go out there and fight like you would normally with a child Malik. He's going to have these memories forever." Quick, think Zahara. Malik wasn't helping and Piper would have an absolute fit. "Wait! Shut up Malik! You're not helping." She set Zykariel down and walked over to Malikhai getting down to his level and resting her hands lightly on his arms. Beginning casually as though she were telling him a story she said, "You know Malikhai, your dad promised you if he had to go somewhere he would take you with him. But did you know that your mom was made a promise too? She made your dad and I both promise that we would take care of you and keep you safe. If you got hurt...your mommy would be really sad. In fact it would make her so sad that she wouldn't be able to pay much attention to what she's doing. She might not even want to come home anymore. You want her to keep her promise to come home right?" Oh she felt like a b***h, lying to the child but he couldn't go out into battle and this was the only way she could see that would convince the boy to stay.

Zykariel grasped for her hand or the fabric of her skirt to keep her from leaving but then he realized she wasn't actually going anywhere. He stood there, idly twisting his fists in his hands. "Malikhai, didn't you tell me your Mommy was gonna write to you? What if you aren't here when her letter comes?"

Niilrik and Dharielle nodded. "We'll meet you out there. Our legions should be coming shortly. Then we'll go forth and attack." He snapped orders in drow and then listened as Dharielle echoed them adding on her own two cents. "Thank you Malik. We'll never forget this."