A new mistress I now chase, to war and arms I fly
Stagnation, stupidity and half-measures had led to this situation. His friends hounded by Orcs, a kill order on his head and no way to solve it peacefully. Kaidan dismissed any romantic thoughts in regards to what he would soon be doing. Heading North to the Orcen Mountains to hunt and kill every Orc who crossed his path until they surrendered unconditionally to Trolls Bane. It had been coming and he had seen it, but had been reluctant to accept it. Wanting a different fate for himself, a different life. Now he knew it must be done by he, none else would do it or could do it.
A withering flower slipped carefully into a small tear in his black cloak. It would stay with him to the end.
Supplies he would need filled his bag, his finest blades and polished armor. A cleanly shaven face and quiet prayers to Malachin and Oldra to give him the ability to Hunt his prey and to bless him with the Life to survive the war. Like many men he did not relish the thought of dying, to leave his wife behind and learn the great mystery. But it was all in God's hands now.
He didn't call up his crew, he would go toe to toe with the Orcs and those who would join him would join him.
He made his way through the Orc lands, he was not a particularly great hunter nor was he immensely talented at hiding and spying. He was an Albarian warrior and he wasn't trying to hide.
Cutting down a tree, he set a fire and waited.
What will be, will be.
The Hunted ((Open RP))
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Alli Zelos
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An Elfess sits in a chair at Eliza's shop, her hand working a quill deftly against the parchment that rests beneath it. The door opens, and Alli's head jerks upward, her eyes scanning the new arrival's face.
Still no.
"Hello, sir," she speaks happily, a spark of warmth igniting in her gaze alongside its disappointment. She lifts a hand with the word, a gesture of both respect and welcoming.
"'Ello," comes the gruff reply of a metalworker, his attention already swept away by the captivating recesses only a depot can hold.
She allows the words to hang in the air, her own attention already back to the parchment, though now no words flow from the quill. Her eyes regard the missive absently, her mind caught in thought. The next to enter receives no greeting from the preoccupied Elfess; the one after him sees no Elfess at all.
Still no.
"Hello, sir," she speaks happily, a spark of warmth igniting in her gaze alongside its disappointment. She lifts a hand with the word, a gesture of both respect and welcoming.
"'Ello," comes the gruff reply of a metalworker, his attention already swept away by the captivating recesses only a depot can hold.
She allows the words to hang in the air, her own attention already back to the parchment, though now no words flow from the quill. Her eyes regard the missive absently, her mind caught in thought. The next to enter receives no greeting from the preoccupied Elfess; the one after him sees no Elfess at all.
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Orcish scouts tracked the intruders spoor. Altough noone confronts Kaidan yet, he might recognize their presence. - Observing his moves.
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Orcish scouts tracked the intruders spoor. Altough noone confronts Kaidan yet, he might recognize their presence. - Observing his moves.
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Pacing the smithy, the man takes a half-hearted kick at the anvil as he angrily scrunches the piece of parchment. Still troubled by their parting... his own harsh words against the one who had guided him so resolutely, his stupidity for not seeing beyond what Kai had said, not realising it could not possibly be true. Just a single line on a parchment confirmed that much, neither he nor Bane would be abandoned that readily. Kaidan was not a man to run away.
Confusion reigns as ever for Oxi. Not about what Kaidan might be doing but why he chose that path. Why alone? To try to follow would be likely suicide but to turn his back on him now could be worse. All the times Kai had told him to train and he had shirked and found excuses, fool that he was. Now his recent mutterings of those dear to him being better free of the chaos he caused came back to haunt him, now it was real. Slumped on the anvil, a soft smile hovers as his thoughts turn to Rose, he didn't want to leave the lil'un but how could he possibly protect her like this? The indecisiveness had to end... now he and he alone needed to decide.
Confusion reigns as ever for Oxi. Not about what Kaidan might be doing but why he chose that path. Why alone? To try to follow would be likely suicide but to turn his back on him now could be worse. All the times Kai had told him to train and he had shirked and found excuses, fool that he was. Now his recent mutterings of those dear to him being better free of the chaos he caused came back to haunt him, now it was real. Slumped on the anvil, a soft smile hovers as his thoughts turn to Rose, he didn't want to leave the lil'un but how could he possibly protect her like this? The indecisiveness had to end... now he and he alone needed to decide.
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While the time has passed and no single Orc has shown up somewhere close to Kaidan, the night appears and the moon glows above the Orcen Mountains finally. Darkness surrounds him but the stars offers him enough light to see the shade caused by the mountains. The land of the Dar’krest Orcen seems calm and peaceful. Suddenly a wind arises from the seaside and moved quickly as if by dark magic a thick fog around the camp. Not just that the fog forced away every single spark but also every sound seems forced to disappear until Kaidan sits there, covered in darkness and deathly silence.
At the same time but on another spot some objects move in the shade of the mountains quickly but noiseless forward. Among them, one appears taller and stronger. He also appear as he does not hesitate while his moves. A long time, he has had to wait for a possibility of revenge. Too often, he has had to witness how they slaughtered those who he ruled. But now he feels the time has come to pay back every single slash. His chains and robs were removed and he can strive to quench his blood lust. He does not have to give any signs or commands to the others with him. They understood him very well without any communication. Step after step, move after move, they come closer. He closes his eyes. He does not see. His glowing eyes would just betray him. But there is no need for his eyes. He has his nose and he can smell it better than he can see it. “Human meat”, he matters to himself, “I will enjoy it tonight”. He waits patiently until the others have closed the circle and finally surrounded their object of desire. He fletches silently his teeth. He opens his eyes. Two yellow lights are staring at its target. With a huge jump he rushes against it. Followed by the others. The panthers attack.
At the same time but on another spot some objects move in the shade of the mountains quickly but noiseless forward. Among them, one appears taller and stronger. He also appear as he does not hesitate while his moves. A long time, he has had to wait for a possibility of revenge. Too often, he has had to witness how they slaughtered those who he ruled. But now he feels the time has come to pay back every single slash. His chains and robs were removed and he can strive to quench his blood lust. He does not have to give any signs or commands to the others with him. They understood him very well without any communication. Step after step, move after move, they come closer. He closes his eyes. He does not see. His glowing eyes would just betray him. But there is no need for his eyes. He has his nose and he can smell it better than he can see it. “Human meat”, he matters to himself, “I will enjoy it tonight”. He waits patiently until the others have closed the circle and finally surrounded their object of desire. He fletches silently his teeth. He opens his eyes. Two yellow lights are staring at its target. With a huge jump he rushes against it. Followed by the others. The panthers attack.
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Hard labour hadn't worked, it was still there occupying his mind, never leaving for long. No longer carrying the burden alone though and with the blessing of someone so dear, Oxi faces the day with renewed determination. He had to at least look... he owed him that much.
His thoughts cast back to the anger and pain so obvious a few days earlier, not just his own but anothers... her last words still ringing in his ears. She needed an answer as much as they did.
He tucks some neatly folded parchments in the chest, along with a cloth wrapped gift for Rose... they would be found if needed. Taking a last glance at the pouch sewn into his shirt he presses it lightly against his chest before pulling on his armour with the slightest of smiles.
Hastily collecting together some supplies he waits for the elfess, confident in her devotion.
His thoughts cast back to the anger and pain so obvious a few days earlier, not just his own but anothers... her last words still ringing in his ears. She needed an answer as much as they did.
He tucks some neatly folded parchments in the chest, along with a cloth wrapped gift for Rose... they would be found if needed. Taking a last glance at the pouch sewn into his shirt he presses it lightly against his chest before pulling on his armour with the slightest of smiles.
Hastily collecting together some supplies he waits for the elfess, confident in her devotion.
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Alli Zelos
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A dove, five simple words on parchment--all she needed, to find the confidence in her decision. With a last look up to the forests of Vanima, she speaks two words and allows the teleporter to take her away.
No turning back... Not now.
She huffs quietly as she makes her way to the inside of Troll's Bane, the leather of the bag tossed over her shoulder bulging erratically with its contents of food and other small necessities. The decision had been so easy, before. Now it weighs on her, looms about her with its hidden consequences. Can we find him? Her thoughts shift to a darker tone. Can we face what may be found?
She shakes her head quickly, banishing thoughts of death from her mind. A stroll through the woods, is all. No danger. None at all. She can't help but smile with her futile self-denial. It is with this final gesture that she spots her companion, and her smile grows with relief. He was serious. Her stomach churns with nerves, and with the sudden realization that she may have wished he wasn't. No turning back.
"North?" she speaks aloud, perhaps forgetting the formality of greetings in her anxiousness.
No turning back... Not now.
She huffs quietly as she makes her way to the inside of Troll's Bane, the leather of the bag tossed over her shoulder bulging erratically with its contents of food and other small necessities. The decision had been so easy, before. Now it weighs on her, looms about her with its hidden consequences. Can we find him? Her thoughts shift to a darker tone. Can we face what may be found?
She shakes her head quickly, banishing thoughts of death from her mind. A stroll through the woods, is all. No danger. None at all. She can't help but smile with her futile self-denial. It is with this final gesture that she spots her companion, and her smile grows with relief. He was serious. Her stomach churns with nerves, and with the sudden realization that she may have wished he wasn't. No turning back.
"North?" she speaks aloud, perhaps forgetting the formality of greetings in her anxiousness.
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A brief smile betrays his relief at seeing her and hides his fears.
"Aye north" he murmurs, anxiously glancing back at what they leave behind.
"Aye north" he murmurs, anxiously glancing back at what they leave behind.
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Sonara Stone
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Iris stood atop the town gates, watching people enter and exit silently. It had been far too long since she had seen him, yet where was Kaidan?
Perhaps it was fate that she happened to see Oxiana and Alli traveling together. An odd pair, and given their gear and the snatches of conversation she heard it was not hard to guess their meaning.
She slid down the ladder just as they crossed into the gates. "Are you two doing what I suspect? Looking for him?" They didn't have to answer, she didn't care if they did or not. "I'm coming too."
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Perhaps it was fate that she happened to see Oxiana and Alli traveling together. An odd pair, and given their gear and the snatches of conversation she heard it was not hard to guess their meaning.
She slid down the ladder just as they crossed into the gates. "Are you two doing what I suspect? Looking for him?" They didn't have to answer, she didn't care if they did or not. "I'm coming too."
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Alli Zelos
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A small, bemused smile passes over Alli's lips at the woman's arrival, and she nods slowly. She says nothing, though, silence radiating from her in an attempt to convince her thoughts to do the same.
Don't think. Just... walk.
Walk she does. North.
Don't think. Just... walk.
Walk she does. North.
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Oxi kneels, running his hand across the fresh mound of earth, recollecting the past days and wondering how his companions fare. Gradually his thoughts turn to his earlier visit, crushing all hope of another. Sadly he closes his eyes, a single tear tracking down his face, wishing he could banish some of their pain. Still his wife to find, another life to shatter.
All his strength and determination could do nothing for those precious to him now. Now as final honour to the man he owed so much Oxi promised, the debt should be paid, paid to those who had lost so much.
All his strength and determination could do nothing for those precious to him now. Now as final honour to the man he owed so much Oxi promised, the debt should be paid, paid to those who had lost so much.
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Hidden in the darkness of the night, a figure sneaks more or less succesfull trough the shadows, thrown by trees and rocks. The moons put the area in a slight shivering - silver colour. Greedy yellow eyes - scouting all intruders.
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((Maybe we should settle this IG? Find a good date, where each of you shall be able to confront the orcs. What do you think?))
Hidden in the darkness of the night, a figure sneaks more or less succesfull trough the shadows, thrown by trees and rocks. The moons put the area in a slight shivering - silver colour. Greedy yellow eyes - scouting all intruders.
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((Maybe we should settle this IG? Find a good date, where each of you shall be able to confront the orcs. What do you think?))
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Stefan barely heard Oxiana’s departing words as his built up sorrow tightened his face into a frown, a breath of air leaving him in a sigh. A quite ‘thank you’ was all he could utter as he continued to stare at the grave before him, the grave of his fallen friend.
“Kaidan... you fool.”
His voice felt weaker than normal, but that observation didn’t linger long as his thoughts turned toward one thing his friend had said to him in the past. He found it ironic, how Kaidan had taken great pride in being one of the few warriors with a working brain... funny how inaccurate that truth appeared to be now, after this, after his death at the hands of the orcs.
“You know people would have followed you, why the hell did you go alone...”
His complaint went unheard as he clenched his jaw tightly along with his fists; his frustration causing him to slam them into the snow beside him. His long hair hung below his face as he bowed his head, the cold wind whipping the strands around his face. His lips slowly parted, whispering words a soft as the breeze.
“I’ll make them pay... “
Stefan rose slowly, his single promise given to his comrade. Nothing more was needed. He slid his hands into the pockets of his robes and walked away into the freezing night.
“Kaidan... you fool.”
His voice felt weaker than normal, but that observation didn’t linger long as his thoughts turned toward one thing his friend had said to him in the past. He found it ironic, how Kaidan had taken great pride in being one of the few warriors with a working brain... funny how inaccurate that truth appeared to be now, after this, after his death at the hands of the orcs.
“You know people would have followed you, why the hell did you go alone...”
His complaint went unheard as he clenched his jaw tightly along with his fists; his frustration causing him to slam them into the snow beside him. His long hair hung below his face as he bowed his head, the cold wind whipping the strands around his face. His lips slowly parted, whispering words a soft as the breeze.
“I’ll make them pay... “
Stefan rose slowly, his single promise given to his comrade. Nothing more was needed. He slid his hands into the pockets of his robes and walked away into the freezing night.