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Post by laurabeth on Sept 5, 2007 7:43:31 GMT 9.5
A chill ran down her spine, "What did you do?!" She hissed, dragging Seilk out of sight with her, while fighting a strong urge to run away. She felt extremely defenseless, her hand clutching her only arrow.
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Imros
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Never Underestimate the Power of a Dimwit...[A1i:5]
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Post by Imros on Sept 7, 2007 0:15:12 GMT 9.5
"I think I killed one.." Imros replied simply, staring at the trees. He now realised that he probably should have waited to provoke the Fanorans but "probably should have" didn't do him many favours.
A large wave of Fanorans appeared from the trees, "I'm sure these things are multiplying!" he cried, last time he looked there were a whole lot less. Were they summoning back up?
"Up the tree, up the tree!!" he shouted desperately charging up a near by tree after thrusting a handful of arrows at Kurve. "Do enjoy!" he grinned and dived into the trees.
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Post by laurabeth on Sept 7, 2007 12:50:34 GMT 9.5
Kuvre took the arrows gladly, and fiercely, or stupidly, stood her ground, trying to knock more down. To her relief, the men Imros had brought as back-up began firing too. The Fanorans were fighting viciously back, one running so close to Kuvre it's hands were nearly around her throat.
The Fanorans were severely taken aback by the storm of arrows, and the constant dropping of their own men. They took several cowardice steps backward and threw up their hands, "Stop, stop!" They hissed, one jumping back quickly as a final arrow plowed down, inches from it's toes. Some dropping to their knees in sorrow, trying to comfort a fallen friend.
"We give up!" A taller cat-like body shouted, then walked forward and looked around at the thick forest landscapes, his hands still in the air. "We did not know you would put up such a fight," he said, shooting a bitter look at Kuvre, "Let us take our bodies and go back to our own village."
Kuvre looked at him skeptically, an arrow still poised for kill in her bow. "First, we need more men, in the meantime, if you're really that sorry, you will allow me and my companions to tie you up while we go back for fresher men to escort you."
The Fanoran looked affronted yet nodded curtly, turning his neck to look at his men sternly. Kuvre looked about for Imros, "Are you all okay?"
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Imros
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Post by Imros on Sept 8, 2007 1:40:10 GMT 9.5
"Curious but alright," Imros answered as he dropped from the tree beside Kurve, receiving an armor piercing glare from one of the Fanorans; he assumed he had shot it's friend.
"So...I really don't understand your plan but I'll go along with it, he smiled and looked behind him to the collection of disgruntled looking men, "And I'll try and persuade this lot it's a good idea too,"
He looked around to the Fanorans in front of him. To see them not trying to kill him when they were inches in front of him was quite startling. He was so used to either attacking them or charging in the opposite direction.
"So! Where'd you want me!" he cried cheerfully, breaking the unpleasant silence that had followed his previous actions.
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Post by laurabeth on Sept 8, 2007 6:10:18 GMT 9.5
Kuvre looked around. "You don't happen to have rope, do you?" She asked in an undertone, leaning closer to Imros. She could feel the hard gaze of the tall Fanoran on her. "We, uh, need to make sure they go back to their village. I also want to have some men search the forest... this seems very suspicious, like a cover-up of something bigger."
She straightened up, addressing her fellow Kieds. "Keep an eye on our prisoners. I need one of you to come with me and Imros for witness to these events." One of the men stepped forward and volunteered to go with Kuvre, and the others drew out of the foliage, weapons still held tightly in their hands.
"Maybe we can get some food and rest, Imros." Kuvre said, even sounding exhausted in her own ears.
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Imros
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Post by Imros on Sept 11, 2007 1:43:07 GMT 9.5
"Why, I thought you'd never ask!" Imros grinned, trying to feign vigor for a little while longer. Though in truth he was exhausted, he would've liked nothing better than to collapse and have something large and warm to eat.
"So...You think those lot are up to something...I mean, I've been fighting with them since I was a little kid and I have never known them surrender. It's just not like them, one thing they do not to is surrender," he said firmly, scratching the back of his head absentmindedly.
He did wonder what they were up to, but also who Kurve intended to tell about them. Buroba? Would he come? Or maybe she had another plan...he'd noticed that she was incredibly hard to read.
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Post by laurabeth on Sept 11, 2007 12:40:18 GMT 9.5
Kuvre walked stiffly, almost regally, ahead of Imros. She turned the events over in her mind, but she found herself too tired to make sense of them. "We will have to relate our story to Buroba, Imros." She said after a while, her brow furrowed with pained thought. "I suggest we stay in Shuptalxia for a while, I know I could sleep for a few days."
Indeed, she felt like it, but it was very important to tell Buroba all she knew before she succumbed to warm food and deep sleep. She continued to trudge, keeping silent. The thick forest started to thin out, and a hum of voices started to reach Kuvre's ears.
[We'll need to move the thread to Shuptalxia, I think, since we'll probably be there for a while. You can start a thread there, if you feel you want to move. If you do, post here saying that the thread has been moved, and give the name of the new RP, even if it's "Always Watching [Continued]", okay? If not, post here with next piece of the RP.]
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Post by laurabeth on Sept 14, 2007 4:15:54 GMT 9.5
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