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Post by Cranvis Yorudell on Aug 21, 2008 17:21:29 GMT -4
Just below the city of Alyandor, a girl stumbled in a large field of wheat. She had caught her balance, but her legs could not support her current position that she was in to keep the balance, thus giving out underneath. She instantly went to her knees, loud pops came forth as she had over strained the joints. She hung her head and looked at the ground, her hair falling in forwards, covering the tears that she had from the pain. Her hair was currently a deep crimson, matching the color of her cloths. Her pail white skin shone like the full moon that was above her. Her body looked as if she had been in a fight, but her clothes showed no rips or tares. She gently shook her head, tears falling to the ground as her hair slowly changed to a light blue; starting from the roots, moving to the tips. Her hands slipped through her hair and gripped clumps as she shivered slightly. A wave of magic was now flowing down her back. She tried to stand up but to no avail, collapsing to her left in the wheat. "Father..." was all she said as her eyes closed.
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Post by Cranvis Yorudell on Aug 21, 2008 23:52:28 GMT -4
An hour had passed when a cool breeze slipped over the land. There stood a man a few yards away, dressed in light leather gear with a sword by his hip. He had noticed the magic signature from a distance, but he wanted to make sure it was not a deer or other wild animal. The closer he drew to the girl, the quieter he became.
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Post by Cranvis Yorudell on Aug 22, 2008 1:07:18 GMT -4
He tilted his head and looked at the fallen wheat and saw the girl. 'Tis jus a gal, not ebin fif'een....' The man tilted his head and hunkered down slightly, scooting closer and closer, trying to see if she was awake... but no movment. "Aah, look ah ja, brused up as if yee been figh'in." He shook his head and stood to his full hight as he moved ontop of her, scopping her up by her arms first and then her legs. "Yee will fe'ch a nice ittle price ah te trade." He chuckled as he looked at her body, grinning as he thought of ideas that only he as a male could think of. "I wonder..." He looked at her, raising an eyebrow and then chuckled yet again. He continued to walk south, away from the city of light, making his way to the more, err, nuteral cities.
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Post by Cranvis Yorudell on Aug 22, 2008 16:55:32 GMT -4
He walked with a big grin plastered on his face. He was pratically counting the money he could make, counting the women he could buy for a night, even counting the slaves he could make work for him. On and on he plotted, not noticing that the girl was stiring slightly from the inblance of magic she was fighting.
The man looked around the moon lit night, first to make sure he was no being followed and second to make sure that he could rest and secure his prize. He cursed at himself for not doing it when he first found her, but he was hapy to set her down. He reached to his shoulder and nudged off a strap from a back pack. Slowly the bag drooped and fell to the ground behind him, metal aginst metal sounded.
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Post by Cranvis Yorudell on Aug 23, 2008 0:39:38 GMT -4
The man pulled open the bag and looked inside, revealing different sized shackles and devices of tourcher. "Ye ill be..." he said looking at the cahckles and then her wrists and ankles. "Ye be siz thee an siz two." He chuckled and pulled out two sets of shackles and clamped them on the girl's figure. His magic slipped over the shackles, clamping them shut. Her body slowly pulled closer to herself as the man watched. "Ye body dun like the drain from shackles? Aah, poor tang, live with it..." He laughed and then spat away from her, a huge glob few into the wheat.
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Post by Cranvis Yorudell on Aug 23, 2008 0:58:14 GMT -4
The man stretched and looked to the sky, seeing a light covering of clouds with the moon shining behind. "Tis a bee-u-tyfal night lass, goo' tang I'eh fond jee, aye... I'eh get ta eat detent food, not tha' greh'n shit." He chuckled as he stood and grabbed ahold of her forarm and lifted it up, pulling her back into his arms.
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Post by Cranvis Yorudell on Aug 23, 2008 1:34:27 GMT -4
"I'eh jus ope ye arn broken like ta las' lass I'eh found." He knew she was not awake, but he liked the company that she provided. "I want top top gold for thee, must make yee hundread percent, no no no, two hundred!" He nodded to himself as he drooped her over his shoulder and stated to walk once again.
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Post by Cranvis Yorudell on Aug 23, 2008 11:18:39 GMT -4
An hour had now passed and the moon was starting to drop. The man had been walking for a bit and was feeling the lack of rest and constant movement taking a toll on his body. "If weh dun fine a Tell er tav... We'ill have ta sleep in da woodz... and 'tween ye and meh, ye won take a 'ancy to it." he grinned as he looked at his shoulder, seeing her theighes were covered with the outfit she wore. He grinned and said, "Must make shh'ur ye dun have any probs wiff tat body or yerz." He chuckled, harshly trasitioning into a fit of coughs.
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Post by Nymiane on Aug 23, 2008 16:32:07 GMT -4
A lithe form studied the actions of the pair from afar, she twitched her nose and quirked a brow at the masculine being from time to time, wondering what it was he seemed to be muttering about.
The light frame of the on looker then began to scurry across the field, easily avoiding much sound as she traveled. She traveled across the open field with a casual air about her, even as she stalked her prey. She nearly giggled as she thought of it as stalking, it was more like snooping, she thought.
With a fumbled movement she grabbed an apple from her pouch, and as she stood behind the man, still unnoticed [at least to her mind], she took a large bite out of the shining fruit. The bite made a loud *POP* as she tore through the skin and into the meat of the fruit. She giggled and covered her mouth.
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Post by Cranvis Yorudell on Aug 23, 2008 17:16:19 GMT -4
The man turned, almost droping the female he held. "Who dare," he asked as he turned. When his eyes laid on the female and he tilted his head. "Ye make thee pop 'oise?" He took a few steps back to widen the distance between the two of them.
The girl on his shoulder moaned slightly with the turn and her right foot rubbed the ankle shackle on the left foot. Her motion was to push it away as if a bug, but it did not move. She tried again, her mind not takeing heed of the situation untill the theird time she tried to push it off her foot. Her mind stirred her body awake slightly as she shifted and murmured an unsensible phrase.
The man looked in dismay that the girl was going to wake up soon.
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Post by Nymiane on Aug 23, 2008 22:59:21 GMT -4
The fae giggled as the girl began to awaken, she noted the man's displeasure on his face and it brought an odd sense of joy to her. She crossed her legs as she stood before the man, nodding her head. " Mhm.." She laughed out loud, white hair falling from it's bun and cascading down her shoulders. Yellow eyes drew in the sight before her, the girl was in shackles. A turned up nose wrinkled as she took a step closer.
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Post by Cranvis Yorudell on Aug 23, 2008 23:12:04 GMT -4
The man looked at the fae and tilted his head. "Wha' can I'eh do fer ye?" He looked to the sky and noted that the sun was not due for another few hours. He shifted the girl some and she moaned, stiring a little more. "Uh... mm..." was all she said as she pushed the shackle once more.
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Post by Nymiane on Aug 24, 2008 17:28:32 GMT -4
The fae took another large bite of the apple, her cheeks puffing out as she chewed the contents in her mouth. She licked her rosebud lips and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
" What a prize.." She muttered, tossing the core to the side
The female took another step forward, her yellow eyes drawing in the sight before her, the shackled one, and the man before her.
" Do you plan to share?"
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Post by Cranvis Yorudell on Aug 24, 2008 22:28:51 GMT -4
"Shar wha wiff ye?" He looked at the girl as she tired to awaken even more. "Tis my prize, I fond er first!" He walked backwards about five steps beforehe stopped, screaming in pain. HE turned in a circle, trying to get the girl off him. "Stop ye pest! Stop bit'n meh!" The girl's legs shot around his neck as she let off a small burst of magic, thus bringing him to the ground. The girl moaned again and turned to lay on her back, a small ammout of blood covered her lips and pale skin. The man stood up and kicked the girl hard, close to where her ribs where. "Be stell, I own ye!" The girl mumbled a "bull..." before she was kicked again, this time, into the ground. He pressed her down into the ground, trying to break the bones by her rib. "I'eh know ey are mag'eek, means ye mend... but ye can't stop from feelin pain!"
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Post by Nymiane on Aug 25, 2008 10:49:11 GMT -4
A small nose twitched to the side as she watched with indifference, she watched the man grow angry, and she watched him kick the girl. So it was a surprise when she slipped a dagger from her corset and let them fly toward the man.
With wide eyes she quirked a brow of interest at the mentioning of magic, she grinned and step forward, closing in on the brute. Locks of white hair danced with a life of their own, her yellow eyes narrowing as continued to claim the girl as his own.
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Post by Cranvis Yorudell on Aug 25, 2008 12:00:16 GMT -4
The man did not see the Fea until the last second. He jumped backwards to avoid a fatal cut, but he was injured non the less. His clothes that were over his body had a long tear, seeping blood as well as collect it in the fabrics. "Damn ye Fae! Ye ruined my 'est shirt and ye cut me!" He looked to his prize that he had found and growled. "Ye had no right to inter'wine!" He pressed on the wound, showing that he knew how to slow the bleeding.
The girl on the ground coughed as the rib had collapsed over her lung, but had not punctured it, just made it harder to breath. She moaned and peeled open her eyes slightly, closing them once again as they did not focus.
The man's hand was not able to stop the bleeding and it was apparent at how far the Fae had gone into him. Blood started to come forth a little faster as the man turn to a lighter color of his former self. "Damn joo..." was all he said, his magic trying to heal the wound but would not let him as he was slipping in and out of focus... He swayed lightly and shook his head.
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Post by Nymiane on Aug 25, 2008 12:07:44 GMT -4
Encircled the man as if he were prey, a smirk drew her lips upward as she watched the color drain from his face. His hand was coated in crimson, she was pleased.
" I wouldn't exactly boast about that being your best.. She giggled and placed a hand upon her hip, eyeing the girl upon the ground.
When she was confident that the man would be of little threat to her, she knelt down before the girl, her hand pulling a small wire from her corset. She set to picking the lock on the shackles, her eyes focusing on the injured man.
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Post by Cranvis Yorudell on Aug 25, 2008 12:14:26 GMT -4
The man laughed as he his final words came forth, "The shackles cannut beh brok'n wit out meh magic, ye can't even pick 'em! Only I..." He shook his head, " ...know the phrase to unlock 'em..." He coughed, blood spitting from the mouth as he fell to one knee, "If I'eh die... No un can open dim..." He chuckled, hoping his deadly bluff he was playing would work.
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Post by Nymiane on Aug 25, 2008 12:17:50 GMT -4
The pin hit the locking mechanism and she felt the vibration of it click, she was careful to not let the sound travel very far. She frowned as she peered over at the man, creating a false panic on her face.
" This can't be true, can it? " With shoulders slumped forward she drew herself to her feet, walking briskly toward the man. " Let me see your wound then!"
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Post by Cranvis Yorudell on Aug 25, 2008 12:22:14 GMT -4
The man grinned an evilish grin and said, "It is true..." He did not move his hand as he saw his prize shift slightly and said, "I will sell her to you Fea, for a low price for saving my life..." He coughed again as he tried to heal himself with magic once again. He cursed in his mind, wishing he knew magic a lot better then he did.
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