Fools! (Open)

Posts : 3 Join date : 2008-10-27

Eden, almost an hour away from Hostia's port, Looks up at the night sky. His eyes flare a bit, the moon to the dark elves is very interesting. 'You will find some of their smaller villages on the outskirts of there kingdoms to base their culture on the moon' He then smiles, and then sings a light hum, The hum was very beutifull. It's origins were most likely Dark Elf. Maybe something his parents sang to him. For its a fact he humed it just before shoving his mothers head into the ground.
Eden stopped as he heard ruffling in the trees near. His first thought was Warden Varasha. He told himself very unlikely, for he himself had made a full proof escape. How the hell could they have followed him. Another second or so he became impaitent. "Come Out, Hiding In The Shadows Is A Poor Way Of Taking My Money.." He stopped talking, taunting whatever may be within the brush. Before long loud yells and screams were heard. In moments he was surrounded by more about four or five bandits.
The larger of the almost half a dozen bandits moved forward. He spoke in the human language, Eden knew the language. "Traveler give us your gold!" He stoped speaking. Eden then turned and began to hum the same tune, For the fifly beast were a waste of his time. One of the smaller of the five stepped forward and grabbed Eden's shoulder. Eden Immediately turned gripping his wrist, and snapping both his nose, and arm. That man fell to the ground in a heap of pain. Eden finally speaking... "Fools.." He entered the mind of there presumed leader. Breaking down the barriers within moments, He began to torture the soul. For him it felt like almost a hour of pure torture, falling the ground screaming. The rest stood in complete horror as the there leader fell the ground without more then a single stratch on him.
Eden spoke once again, "Motionless?" He smiled unsheithing his blade, in no way did he plan to kill any of the bandits. One grabbed there leader, and said "Run!" He knew the fools were petrified, but to run.. haha that was unexpected.. He resheithed his blade and began to hum...

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Posts : 3 Join date : 2008-10-13 Location : A tesseract

Wurmish sighed, and grumbled quietly. He almost had all his possessions back, except for his diamond blades. The bandits couldn't be far ahead now, he could almost feel the blades calling out to him.

Those damn bandits... "I wonder what happened to Errsu... he probably managed to get away..." Wurmish began mumbling under his breath, losing himself in hypothetical thought.

Several garments strewn across the bushes ahead brought him out of his train of thought. The clothing, mostly bandanas and ripped shirt sleeves seemed to resemble what the bandits had been wearing, but then again that was quite general... Wurmish began to pick through things, seeing if anything valuable had been left behind.

A glint caught his eye, one of his diamond blades! Wurmish practically jumped to the artifact, scooping it up in his hands. The grip told him it was the left of his twin set. Not his best, but more than enough to match most opposition out here.

Trekking forward, another glint caught Wurmish's eye. The dagger! His right hand snatched it from the bushes. A few more minutes of searching the area revealed his last blade, and with a small amount of joy Wurmish sheathed all his blades again, and continued following the path. He was missing a few other odds and ends, but nothing that couldn't be replaced in the town that was obviously not too far away. He began walking on the main trail.

About 30 minutes later, his brisk pace evidently allowed him to catch up with someone who had been ahead of him. Dark, wavy black hair is mostly what he saw, along with dark clothing, what appeared to be leather armor, and a very curious sword. He probably was responsible for the mayhem that had obviously occurred where Wurmish had found his trusted blades again...

Wurmish picked up the pace slowly, ready to bring up barriers in case this new person turned out to be hostile... he took a deep breath and walked faster.

Posts : 3 Join date : 2008-10-27

Eden hummed to the his old favorite childhood chants... In his head he could see his childhood. His so called mother, and father.. his so called friends all around him whispering the same chants which there to afraid to sing. In the center Eden.. singing the chant... with all his innocence still in tact. He could only smile to the fact that all his innocence was completely... gone. At this time he began to feel the presense of someone near. Due to Eden's immense skill with reasoning.. he thought to himself. It defiantly was not a bandit... twice in a row.. It couldn't be them... he had already left them far behind... He wondered, a new presense? I should first investigate.

He turns finding himself looking at the being around 14ft away from his own position. He smiled and then lightly said. "Aras Al Tuk" Which was dark elves way of saying hello.. depending on the situation. He then blinked noticing now that the human could not speak Elven in any form. He then sighed and spoke in the humanish langauge. "Hmm, Who are you human?" He did not wish to fight.. Just yet he wanted to calculate the odds... calculate his words.. that is what he should be doing.. He continued to smile very fakely... But, for any normal person, they would believe he was a kind hearted Male... due to his natural skill at acting...

Posts : 3 Join date : 2008-10-13 Location : A tesseract

The first words that spilled from the stranger's mouth seemed oddly familiar in a way, but Wurmish could not understand, no matter how much of his memory he searched. Then again, his memory wasn't the best to begin with... but no time for remembering old failures.

Then, praise Kharlan's Tree, the stranger spoke something his ears had grown accustomed to.
"Hmm, Who are you human?"
Something seemed wrong about the smile... Silently Wurmish bade his senses to focus... time seemed to slow down for a moment, his gaze flashed into the stranger's eyes... and he saw very little to what he was accustomed to seeing in a person... but he could tell there was some facade being put up... Wurmish decided to proceed cautiously.

"Human is quite a relative term in these times and places, but I am Wurmish, might I have the privilege of knowing your name as well, stranger?"
Wurmish relaxed slightly, feeling the slight tenseness of increased sensitivity to everything flow through him. He hoped it would be enough in case things turned for the worst.