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Nayelis sight was slightly blurred as she looked after the orc leaving the cave. She thought of standing up but every inch of her body hurt and she would not know how far she would get with a broken leg down this mountain... She clasped onto the cut on her arm and groaned slightly. The pain was numb...

Pain. Her head was aching terrible and sent pulsating waves of pain through her body. There was no doubt that she was still alive... Nayeli wouldn't expect to wake up with aching bones in Chergas realm. Without opening her eyes she carefully raised her hand to rub over her forehead... she felt cold ...

((Closed RP. Everyone who wants to submit a post, please ask me first per PM. Deutsche Version unterhalb)) Her sight was slowly blurring, while the pain spread and covered every feeling of anger and fear. Only a few minutes ago her biggest worry was, that tonight she would have to make a decision. ...

oookay... lets see if I don't forget anyone:

Gazkull, Grivijak, Kazkin!

Darien, Aleytys, Dalan, Gryphius...
and above all: Kevin.

that was toooo cute.
*melts*

You hear two women talking at the marketplace . Woman1 : "Out of the eastgate you say?" Woman2 : "Yes, I saw it with my own eyes. Yesterday." Woman1 : "Oh god, the poor girl. The two orcs must have ripped her apart." Woman2 : " You should have seen her face. She l...

Well, I guess I'm not worth to get mentioned by Maggie But well

I enjoyed the RP a lot yesterday with Maggie and Revlen. They are both great chars and it was the first time quite in a while that I enjoyed playing again. who knows, maybe it's a start to get back into Illa more.

Nayeli nodded solely. She had yet not noticed the orc was approaching behind her. The young Ama-shoon shouldered her bow and walked past Elian, towards the harbour, waiting for Elian to catch up. She kept her gaze lowered while walking. " I understand that you have to go... ", Nayeli mumbl...

Silence. She wasn't able to reply anything to this, she would not know if she felt happy for him that he might find his father, or sad about that he will be leaving her. Her gaze was hard to define as she was looking at him quietly. After a few more seconds, seconds that felt like a whole eternity, ...

Nayeli did a small step back. Why did these news shock her so much. Would she have to admit that he had actually grown close to her?

"You are not sure if you c... but... I mean... why?"

"That's...", Nayeli paused and came to stop as she finally stood infront of him. Her slightly nervous flickering eyes searching for his. "... that's what I wanted to ask you. Where are you going?"

She tilted her head and grabbed slightly onto her bow, holding it close to her.

It was cold. Colder than it has ever been in the planes of Serin and Nayeli despised it deeply. Yet she stood there in the middle of the forest, dressed in her usual leather clothes for the hunt and stretched her bow. The last days she had spent in bed, since that cold weather had made her fallen il...

My thanks go to Elian and Matthew! It's so incredible much fun!

And my deep respect belongs to Gazkull - that was awesome rp you did.

Yes, it was great. I never saw my own char so happy.

and: move your behind back ingame. we need to finish that rp. *g*

She held the wooden bead tightly in her hand, while her eyes were closed. "Fortune", she thought, then opened her eyes to string the bead upon the thread. Picking another of the self carved beads from the bowl. Closing her eyes once more she thought: "Health" - Then stringed the...

The sound of horns woke her up in the morning. Sun Light was already falling through the hay ceiling and Nayeli immediately had a bad conscious that she had slept so long. But instead of reproaching herself, she wrinkled her forehead questioningly at the horns. Quickly she sat up, got dressed with ...

((closed rp)) The descending sun crimsoned the sky and the blackhaired girl was thankfully for the cooling shadows upon her tanned skin. Her arm was already hurting. “ Stretch the bow further, Nayeli. Yes, that’s good ”, said the tall woman, clad in leather, next to the girl. “ But the arm's alread...