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 Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 11:06 pm
Morgana chuckles before she shakes her head "Krista is in no shape to do anything, you saw her. No I think we will just have to tell then when we get back." she was shivering, but not because she was cold, but because she was excited.
Resting her forehead against his, she lightly brush her fingers over his cheek "I love you Torvil, and I can't wait to become your wife."
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 11:14 pm
Torvil chuckled. "Well, you're going to have to wait a day... Because we're going to have to spend the night here, I can't make it back to the Cliffs in this condition." Smiling at her he bowed his head. "So you're going to have to wait just a little bit longer..." He sounded a bit saddened by that... But shook his head.
"We need to set up for sleeping..."
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 11:17 pm
Morgana arches a brow before looking up towards the stair, frowning she shakes her head. She could hadn't sleeping in here, but knowing that there were wild creature outside, that she couldn't handle. Looking back at him she looks him over "What if I went back and got some help? Its not anywhere near dark, and I'm sure I can find my way."
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 11:23 pm
Torvil frowned... Part of him, the male part, wanted to tell her no, that it was too dangerous, that there was no way in hell she would manage to make it back in time and not get hurt.
However... He knew that given her work... She should be able to manage it.
Concern in his eyes he finally spoke. "Okay... But... Remember... The tunnel in the front... the white tiles... take a torch... My bow... and my sword..." Reaching out he brushed her cheek, "Stay safe... I'll be here."
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 11:28 pm
Morgana smiles before she leans in brushing her lips agiansty his "I'll be okay. You just think about me returning for you so we can soon be married." reaching over she grabs the bow strapping it onto her back along with the quiver.
Grabbing the sword she pauses looking at him "White tiles, got it." grabbing the touch she place her hand over it as it warmed up. It didn't take much for a fire to spark. Standing she turns just as quickly making her way back up the stairs.
She would get him some help, she had to.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 11:35 pm
Torvil closed his eyes and got comfortable, taking a deep breath he let out a long sigh. He would wait for her to get back, and until then, he would rest, maybe take a light nap.
It did not take long for him to fall asleep.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 11:44 pm
Reaching the tunnel Morgana held the torch up as she look ahead. She could see the tiles, both below and above her. Shaking her head she frowns slightly. She had to be careful, she knew if she wasn't she would be in serious trouble.
Retracing the steps that Torvil did back towards the end of the the tunnel she had manage to slip though wiht out a single mark on her. Letting out a breath she sat against the cave catching her breath. Shge was scared beyond belief at this point. Between the tunnel and now knowing she would be heading into a land she didn't know.
Looking down the path she blew the flame off the torch before she look around. She didn't want to carry it, it would be a burden on her at this point. Setting it down next to the cave she stood back up. if it went missing, she always had her own abilities she could us.
Looking back into the cave for a moment she smiles. Pulling her hair up into a loose ponytail, she ran down the trail that would lead her back to the main road. The sword remain in her hand at all times ready.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 11:50 pm
Torvil dreamed...
And they stood before all the assembly of all the people, and there, before them all, they stared into the depths of the abyss. The pillars of the grand totems stood behind them, blanketing them in deep shadow. Hands bound together, heavy cord, fingers entwined, the booming voices of the assembly raised in praise for this joyous day.
The sky bright, the land fertile, cloudless and bright the sun shining upon them in the deep shadow of the pillars of the grand totems. Hands bound together, fingers entwined, Torvil raised his eyes to the tallest, the Dragon of Ivory and Ebony. Raising his free hand, he looked to his right, into the eyes of his beloved.
And she stood, pale and glorious, her soul staring back at him through her eyes as he bore witness to the beginning of the beginnings. His soul sang out, and in it's glory, he wept.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 11:59 pm
Morgana had to stop running, panting she look up trying to determine how much farther she had to go. Wiping at her forehead she glance around, she was surprise that no animal had picked up her scent. But then she wasn't really out to bug any of the creature either.
Glancing towards the bushes she froze when she heard the growl. Moving her hand slowly she had to stop herself from running when she saw the wolf slip from the under bush. He didn't move, but then Morgana understood why.
Morgana had to keep herself calm, if she panic now, she knew she would be done. Taking a slow step backward she didn't think twice as she pulled an arrow from her quiver.
It was at the moment that the wolf decided to lung at her going right for her neck. Ad it hit her she fell back hitting the ground hard, neither her or the wolf moving.
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 12:09 am
While Torvil slept and dreamed, another force moved about.
Yaan was not stupid not by far, he knew what Torvil had planned, having heard of it from his aunt. He had followed after them granted much later than before. Limping his way down the path, he heard the altercation, and limped his way over to the scene.
"This not good, not good at all..." The old crooked shaman said, reaching Morgana and laying his hands on her. "Can you wake child?" He asked, shaking her slightly.
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 12:15 am
Morgana cough as she look up at the man. Nodding she winces as she push the wolf off her body, its blood spilled across her dress. The arrow that she was once holding was now sticking right through the wolf's neck. Looking over at the man she nods as she looks herself over. She had one or two cuts, but none that were extremely bad.
Looking back up at Yaan she smiles "I'm alright, but I have to get back to find some help. Torvil did a ritual to call on his ancestors, and he really weak. He wanted to stay there for the night, but I told him I come get some help." standing slowly she brushes at her dress even if it was stained with blood.
Looking over at the wolf she couldn't believe she had killed it, she had been up against males with gun. None in which scared her, but the moment she saw the wold, she felt as if she was going to die. Licking at her dry lips she looks back toward Yaan "How much further is it? I promise Torvil I would return before nightfall, and I want to keep my word."
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 12:22 am
Yaan shook his head. "I will be enough to help..." Moving to the wolf he touched the wound and tsked. "Dead... But you did what had be done..." Pulling the arrow from the wolf's neck he drew a mark in blood in front of it on the ground, and from his pouch drew a small stone idol of a wolf.
"Spirit of the wolf, aid us..." Touching the wolf, the crooked old man laid the idol in the symbol of blood, and from the body rose the spirit of the beast Morgana had slain. It let loose a loud howl, and from the bushes, a whole pack of spirit wolves sprang forth. Yaan pointed to the one Morgana had killed. "Ride,"
He moved to another and jumped on it's back, it remained etherial, but was solid under his weight. "We must hurry, if he sleeps, he will dream, and it will be hard to wake him." With that, he kicked the wolf and it ran on towards the tombs.
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 12:31 am
Climbing onto the back of the wolf as she was told she was soon following after Yaan. Arching a brow she frowns "Is it bad that he dreams? I mean he been dreaming since I met him, least that is what he told me." looking ahead she was actually glad that they were able to make it back faster.
She wasn't honestly sure she would have made it back, at least not after getting attacked by the wolf.
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 12:40 am
"No, dream good... But not good... He dream too deep, become hard to wake, perhaps get stuck in dream, dream very deep... Dream the wake less dream..."
Yaan shook his head slowly and once they reached the tunnel, he just ran right in.
"Traps halt defense!" He shouted as he rode through, and even as the wolf passed through the tunnel, none of the traps were sprung, halting as he exited the tunnel he turned to Morgana. "Where he be?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 12:50 am
Morgana frowns not liking at all what Yaan had said. She was hoping they wouldn't be to late. As they reach the end of the tunnel she point down the stairs "By his ancestors tomes, he called his parents so I could meet them." climbing off the wolf she lightly pets it behind the neck.
Holding her hand out in front of her it didn't take much for it to spark and set on fire. Looking at Yaan she didn't really wait to see his reaction before she leap down the stairs to at a time. She had to get to Torvil and wake him up.
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