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 Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 11:00 pm
 This be a tale of how the elven king met his loving wife so sit back and enjoy the romance that will brew between a king and a homeless elven girl.
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2017 10:06 pm
A soft yaw would escape Takaris' lips as she slowly awoken due to the morning sun rays touching her darken face. The young elven girl would slowly sit up and stretched her arms above her head as she quickly scanned the surrounding areas. "..." She got to her feet and wiggled her toes in the grass below her, before planning for the day ahead of her. Guess first I should bath than hunt for some food. She thought as she looked down at her clothing. She was wearing very little, just some leaves from the trees around her that were woven together to form clothing. And maybe I should weave another set of clothing...
The girl sighed softly before gracefully walking through the grass as she made her way towards a pond that rested only feets away from her camp. Without much hesitation, she would remove her attire before diving into the crystal clear water. She would surface moments later and proceed with cleansing her skin of the filth that would have built up the past couple of days.
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Soul Le Black De Vile Crew
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2017 10:26 pm
 Beyond the passage of oak and waist high wild weed was the shroud of a dark yet graceful mass. The lining of dense fabric suited to conceal identity and provide a light layer of defense gave way to a rogue combatant. But who would ever think to conduct unsavory acts in the midst of this harmonious land?
In the times of civil unrest between the kingdom and the rebellion; there were periods of peace that only came every now and then. A day like this was rare among the strife and deception that brewed deeply in these lands. But hope, salvation, and glory of all the nordic continent of Sylvenor lie with the name of Styresyong. It was at this time that Vergaelus himself stumbled upon a bare maiden in the middle of the pond.
The once hollowed, restless eyes sparked with shining silver as he stumbled back and hid behind a pair of crossed oak trees. From his reports in the area; There was to be little to no inhabitants in this territory due to it being so close to the next battlefield. Before him was something that became senseless and questionable beyond what he'd imagine. Was she friend or foe? For what purpose did she still reside here among the incoming battle that was less than a few days away?
The elf would continue to observe from a distance and discern the nature of this female from what his late master taught him. Of all the trials he must overcome; He never thought to confront the matter of love at heart. He didn't fear confrontation, but rather feared the conflict it may bring to his soul if this elf posed to complicate his mental state of mind when it came to the battle.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2017 10:45 pm
Takari would spend the next few minutes washing her body, unaware of the eyes of another gazing upon her just beyond the oak trees. The maiden would soon gracefully step out of the water and bring her hands to her hair that was white as snow. She would wring the water from her hair before slide her fingers through to ease out the knots that may have formed. Her hands than would return to her sides as she gracefully stepped towards the clothing she laid out. She spent the next moments dressing before walking towards the twisted oak tree the observing elf was using for cover.
She would come to a stop just a few trees away before reaching for a makeshift bow, quiver and some arrows she had stashed in the trunk of some old oak tree. Takari would swing the bow and quiver over her shoulder before proceeded forward once more, towards where Vergaelus was hiding.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2017 11:21 pm
It was a bit of luck and caution that Vergaelus had concealed enough to remain just in the shadows of the jointed oak. In every cell in the High Elf's mind stirred with lewd, explicit, abnormality triggered by each second he watched. He was no mad beast and here he was losing his mind over the very sight of a woman in full. This proved to be a test of will and truth of the heart; something he had lacked ever since the day that he took reign of his fate.
But the beat of his heart became irregular as the dark elf got closer and retrieved a makeshift bow. Had his cover been blown? Was he in store for a grave misunderstanding just by being at the wrong place at the right time? If he used any sort of magic with someone that possessed either a trained eye or other observational methods; He might risk being treated as a hostile. The only thing the man did was slouch down further and planted his body to merge in sync with the shape of the tree as he kept his breathing under control.
He was also unarmed with his Glaive submerged in the grass beneath his feet and allowed the natural sound of the forest to deceive the small almost faint shifts he would adjust to position himself comfortably. What would she do now? If needed; The Commander of the Rebellion prepared himself to neutralize and keep the target hostage to obtain the information necessary to evaluate the state of this territory.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2017 11:36 pm
She would continue her graceful walk till she reached the edge of the tree line, just feets away from where Vergaelus was concealed. She would come to a stop her and gaze out into the trees and weeds that laid just outside the opening she marked as her home. She seemed to be in deep thought as she surveyed the land that laid in front of her, That was until she spoke. You know... there is no reason for you to hide Her voice sounded that of an angel, soft and gentle with a hint of grace behind it.
It would be hard to tell if she was speaking directly to Vergaelus or if she was speaking to the wildlife that made the trees and leaves their home. It would soon be known she was, in fact, speaking of Vergaelus as her sparkling eyes of scarlet would soon rest upon the location he was concealing himself. Though she may not fully see him the maiden knew he was there, how was a mystery. Now you can make yourself known or I could use force~ She spoke, though in a playful manner rather than that of hostility.
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2017 12:08 am
Maybe he'd be able to escape unscratched and at most nothing came out of this. Something told him not to linger around too much longer and yet he cursed as she was just mere feet away. As the woman surveyed the land silently; the sound of her voice called out to him suddenly. Though like that of an earthbound angel; He didn't want to make any sudden moves without alerting her any further. Regardless, Vergaelus sighed and stepped out of the shadow of the tree and rubbed behind his neck not really having an explanation on this situation in particular.
"I was told that many elves in this territory became nomads and sought refugee elsewhere away from major conflicts. The fact your here so casually makes things a bit complicated as the rebellion front doesn't wish to involve citizens. We don't wish to take liabilities or become involved...so If you please excuse me he said immediately speaking his piece and pivoting around to walk away. This was for the best right now and as the commander of what could potentially be the future of Sylvenor; he didn't want to risk anything.
Still...There was no way this was all but a coincidence. He was contemplating on many things and needed to take his mind off of the thoughts of man's ultimate untamed desire to soothed his body. In the inside he was broken, tired, and stressed. He was so close to his goal yet so beyond the point of no return of what most would consider normal at this point. Perhaps there was an end to his misery with him sacrificing what he held most dear when he reached it.
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2017 10:42 pm
Takari would raise her gaze as the man would make himself known to her. She gazes upon the man as if she was studying him. He hair long hair as black as the night sky, his eyes gray and his body well toned. She could not help but ogle him over before coming to her senses as the man begun to speak. He spoke of a conflict she knew nothing about and that it was strange for her to be where she was.
I know nothing of this conflict or rebellion you speak of. I've only claimed these lands for none other seem to have Her head would tilt to the left and her hair would drape along and just barely cover one eye.Leaving.. so soon?
I would have thought you'll treat me to breakfast.. after all, it would be the lease you could do after watching me bathe. A smile formed on her lips, one that appeared playful.
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2017 12:32 am
Unexpectedly there was no frenzy or abhorrence bore at him for what transpired. It was more astonishing to discover that this elf truly did not have knowledge of nor had any insight on the battle that was to come. There were savages whom took advantage of such a thing and cared very little for consequences. To allow someone to wander these hostile lands during such a dark time was...perilous to the extreme. Judging by what he's observed so far; She had no known destination nor did she had the adequate means of survival aside from a traditional bow.
To make matters worst; She persisted that "breakfast" was a priority instead of her safety. Essentially her life was in his hands and until he'd find a suitable place for her; He'd doubt this was going to go smoothly. It was one thing for him to be responsible and graceful in his tasks; But an entirely different concept for him to take care of a woman for any duration of time. Vergaelus halted with a deep concerned expression across his face and responded with "Affirmative. We shall dine and then be on our way to the nearest sanctuary for your safekeeping...Miss?" he said trying to queue for her name.
If she proved to be a worthy asset to the rebellion he may reconsider having her stationed where she excelled the most. But it would leave a very wretched feeling to have her work at his side under his supervision without a guarantee for her well being. There were many lost along the way that the spirits could no longer bring back to life. He counted the souls of many slain that fought for a noble cause for or against the will of Sylvenor. The man continued to walk casually and avoided eye contact as he detected some remnants of curiosity starting to bother him greatly.
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2017 10:34 am
Takari would tilt her head to the left as she watched the man who seemed to be in deep thought. She did not say anything but just watched and waited for his words before she would speak again. What if I do not wish to leave? I gathered from your words that a battle will be rage here soon, am I correct?" She asked. She gathered that from his talk on rebellion and the fact he wished to take her somewhere place. She, however, did not wish to leave for this was her home and if had to; she would fight to protect it. She was not the concern for her own safety when she thought this but that of the wildlife that surrounded the place. Battle brought destruction and she prayed not to see such a beautiful place to be destroyed.
It's Takari, Takari Faladiir and may I ask what your name is? she asked as she followed behind him. She laced her fingers behind her back and watched the mans every move as the two walked. You spoke of a rebellion, may I ask what you mean by this?
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2017 11:24 pm
Wishful thinking. For a moment he imagined that rationale existed in the mind of the female elf and she'd state the more pressing matter. To fight for preserving the homeland didn't carry the same meaning as it did so many millennia ago. Now it became a matter of politics, economy, and governing. Maybe once upon a time they could converse freely to maintain and defend against that which threatens nature; but now the line has been drawn.
Vergaelus peered his head back with a solemn yet pitiless frown upon acknowledging that she truly only acted on instinct. "Then you'd face the inevitable wrath of the Empire's forces. They will stop at nothing to destroy any obstacle that stands in their path...despite what would be sacrificed. Ms. Faladiir...I highly suggest you either seek sanctuary or find another place to live temporarily. I cannot guarantee your life if you continue to seek to be involved" he said as the view of the encampment came within a mile and he picked up the pace. A company size element established itself at the base of the pond past the depression of land leading to a series of organic tent huts.
"It is against protocol to bring outsiders considering their allegiance and liability. Be sure to behave and keep your wits around here" he said nearing the entrance to the camp as the pair of Viking men dressed in a mix of Elven cloths with Asgardian iron plating They would step aside as Vergaelus and hopefully the soon sated Takari headed in the direction of today's breakfast.
An large assortment of organic made fruit juices, a dozen different berries in basked cleanly washed and ripe, a baker's stand full of baked breads and hand craft pastry, and a fine collection of poultry among other non red meats for a proper nutritional diet. While resources weren't consistent; they did manage to find talent among the rebels as well as the means to exercise survival as a military force. The times may be rough; but the ability to work in unison and make use of what little they had meant hope for the struggle.
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Posted: Sat May 27, 2017 7:31 pm
Takari and shook her head at the man's words. She did not wish to leave her home for war to take hold of it but it seems she had no choice in the matter. She would remain silent as the walked down the path for a good number of minutes. She would soon see a camp one mile ahead and made out the tents that surrounded ahead. You have my word that I will be on my most utmost behavior She stated.
She would glance as the men as they walked into camp, studying them before focusing once more ahead. They would come to a few tables that house many assortments of food upon them. She would take her time to pick out what she wished to dine on before making for a tree to sit against, one far from those around her.
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2017 11:47 pm
An understanding was made. Vergaelus was pleased to know that progress was possible with the situation and it would resolve itself over time. Contrary to her behavior eearly; the General took his seat next to Takari with a plate of exotic fruit, a croissant, apple jelly, and some fresh grape juice. "Be sure to eat well. We may have a journey ahead. Until then, contact me and only me if you need anything" he said as he turned to face an approaching scout with news on the latest survey.
Hmm...They're getting closer. At this rate they'll reach here at Dusk. This Elf, Faladiir, Takari is the only resident left in the area so far. We're short on archers, got barely enough druids and dryads, a fair size of warriors...and we don't have any strategic positions established here yet. I need something to fill in long range and cover enough area in a short amount of time without being compromised. Tch.. he mumbled to himself as he contemplated on the incoming battle. He may have to sacrifice this territory if things weren't going to go well and they were on a timeline.
He took a sip of his grape juice and scanned around the camp for anything noteworthy he should draw any ideas from. Aside from the usual shenanigans of tag, archery practices, the druids and dryads preparing traps, and footsoldiers practicing tropical warfare maneuvers; Nothing came to mind immediately. If only there was someone or something that gave him enough confidence and was credible enough to rely on to fulfill such a vital yet swift task in the heat of battle...
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Posted: Tue May 30, 2017 12:00 am
Takari would pluck a few grapes into her mouth as she did a quick survey of the camp and soldiers within. Many were undergoing with their task while others seem to be loafing off and playing games when they should be busy with training or planning for the battle that was to come. A sigh would escape her lips at the sight before her attention went to Vergaelus. Will do She plucked another grape into her mouth as they were approached by a scout.
The scout spoke and Vergaelus underwent mumbling to himself, which she was able to catch most of the words he was saying. She cleared her throat before speaking to him. Ahem... I may not look like much Sir Vergaelus but I may be of some use. I have lived many of years within this forest and know it quite well. She stated as she grabbed his cup and took a sip of the juice.
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Posted: Tue May 30, 2017 12:25 am
Just when he'd think the improbable was going to be most likely; Vergaelus paused and shifted his eyes over to Takari. Faladiir, a Native of this forest and a possible huntress perhaps, teased him with the very idea that she'd be applicable as an option. And yet was it just a test of fate that she'd ever dare to say something that could put her at greater risk against the Empire?
"What guarantee do I have of this? Is that bow for show? I at least require someone who can be an expert or better at what I require. The battlefield is unforgiving and I do not have time to lose precious men because I trusted a stranger out of the blue. And only then may I truly come to trust you only by proving my doubts wrong.." he said sighing deeply and frowning a little as she drunk a bit of his drank. He finished his diced pineapples and started to suck on a kiwi.
It may be somewhat of a cold response, but he rather not risk losing someone else in his direct care for as simple as a thing as trust. Vergaelus finally smirked upon seeing the other general commander arrive and everything begun to shape up more with everyone discussing the plans for the battle now. Time was of the essence and the rebellion was ready to give it their all when push came to shove.
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