[Shadowdancer]

The next day, the snowfall had ended. The country was covered in white and seemed frozen still in the morning that rose, cold and clear. The cattle hadn't woken yet when Thorn set out to the woods to the West side of the town, as he wanted to be the first to reach the meeting place. The previous evening, he had disappeared in the dark and had headed East first. He had gone around the town to the South and had taken shelter in a forsaken stable. Even though accustomed to sleeping out in the wild, the idea of sleeping in the snow didn't appeal to him. Now however he was heading North. When he was well among the trees he picked a thick fir and climbed it with nimble movements.

In two hours he had reached the old chapel from tree to tree. From the building, only the arch above the entrance and a few portions of the wall still stood - massive hewn granite blocks. It had been a place of worship for Gwaeron in days long past, a minor deity of the woods. It was obvious humans had built the chapel at a crossroads in the old wood. An elf would never think of worshipping a god of nature in a man-made place.

Thorn sat as comfortable as he could on a thick lower branch of an old fir tree, resting his body against the trunk. He took care not to shake the branches and make snow fall. He pulled his hood over his face and began his long wait. He hoped that he had been convincing enough the night before and that the strangers in the inn were curious, adventurous, greedy or bored enough, or whatever else it might motivate them, to show up at the appointed time. He had a good outlook over the crossroads from where he sat and his clothes hid him well. Thus, he would see them in time, just as he would see clumsy Drogo, who was bound to come from the North.

Aceasta postare a fost editata de Asfaloth: 12 April 2007 - 10:41 PM

[seraphimovic]

Duro'than woke up on command. Outside the sun was rising. he regreted a little the fact he went to bed so early but his babrarian instinct had taught him to save his strength for things to come. Anyway, he knew he will see everybody again.
He looked at his ask "I sense you will drink a lot of blood" He jumped out of bed, did some stretching moves, put on his helemt and furr then grabbed his bag and axe and set off on his way.
The air was chily but bearable, with the blizzard that raged the night before gone. He folowed the road to the forest with his huried step humming a battle song from his native land. The forthcoming adventure made hin enthusiastic. He reached the chapel. Nobody there. Or so it apeared. he had a hunch the half elf was near and he wouldn't have to wait too long.

Aceasta postare a fost editata de seraphimovic: 09 May 2007 - 09:35 PM

[Darha_Neith_Nekorrim]

A bigger wolf could be seen out of the snow. With few jumps, she was on the rock near the meeting place.


Somewhere far, a black dot with a scythe was walking slowly.

Aceasta postare a fost editata de Asfaloth: 23 April 2007 - 04:32 PM

[Spring in Paris]

Zapada . Zapada sclipitoare. Totul era de-un alb orbitor . In peisaj isi facu aparitia o pantera neagra cu ochi
extraordinar de albastri . Cerceta doua clipe-n juru-i , il vazu pe barbar , hotari ca e vremea sa revina la forma-i
initiala . Intr-o clipita , in locul panterei , statea o tanara cu parul negru valvoi , zgribulita oaercum de frig .

[Prophecy.]

Ronin had hardly slept, considering the offer. He had heard movement, but preferred to let everyone leave and only then make his final decision. He looked out of the window and saw the Barbarian walking proudly towards the forest. He thought to himself 'I won't see sch an offer anytime soon' and decided to go himself. He stole himself outside, where there was a terrible cold and all was white. He could see several of the others making their way to the woods. He reached his destination but preferred to stay hidden until all arrived.

Aceasta postare a fost editata de Asfaloth: 12 April 2007 - 10:44 PM

[Spring in Paris]

Tacere stanjenitoare.... Angy cerceta zona, in speranta ca-l va vedea pe elf , dar...in zadar. Nu mai era nimeni
in zona , decat ea si barbarul. Atunci , se apropie de el , si cu un zambet oarecum fortat , ii spuse :
"Buna dimineata duro'than , ma bucur sa te vad aici. "

Aceasta postare a fost editata de Angel of pain: 27 December 2006 - 01:13 PM

[seraphimovic]

vocea cristalină a fetei îl trezi din reverie.
'oh, bună', zise el zâmbind. înfăţişarea drăgălaşă a fetei il binedispuse. 'mă bucur că nu mai stau singur' dar adăugă: singur e un fel de a spune. elful e prin preajmă, îl simt. mai sunt şi alţii. se aplecă spre ea şi zise cu un zâmbet complice: să-i lăsăm să facă pe misterioşii . barbari, asasini, hoţi mai umblă la drumul mare. dar pe tine ce te aduce pe aici?

[Darha_Neith_Nekorrim]

The wolf was full of snow, but with few shakes, she became perfect brown again. A long howl announced her presence.

Ias is not in hurry at all. He is silently walking in the snow.

Aceasta postare a fost editata de Asfaloth: 23 April 2007 - 04:32 PM

[Spring in Paris]

Angy chicoti asa cum numai ea stia . Pleopai din gene si-l privi ca o copila alintata . "deh", isi zise ea,"e un fel
de a-mi petrece timpul". Apoi ii raspunse cu glas tare :
"Da , le simt si eu prezenta . Din cate ti-ai dat si tu seama , suntem cu totii foarte diferiti , si poate , acest lucru ne uneste . " ( cu multa eleganta , isi dadu la o parte o suvita rebela de pe frunte , si apoi continua)
"Eu , acum un an..doi..... am fugit din locul in care eram captiva , am pierdut tot ce-am putut avea, tot ce-mi doresc acum....e o aventura." Ii zambi , de data aceasta , mai prietenoasa ca la-nceput .

Felina , cutremurata de sunetul scos de catre lup , se intoarse brusc , lasandu-si ghearele la vedere .
Vazand ca nu e nicio primejdie , se-ntoarse , reluand discutia cu compania-i de moment .

[seraphimovic]

'avem oaspeţi' spuse duro'than bucuros auzind urletul lupului
se întoarse spre angy: 'şi eu caut aventura. am senzaţia că am venit unde trebuie pentru asta'
apoi strigă către rissa 'ştiam eu că n-o să lipseşti de la aşa o aventură'