(( Closed RP.. ))
The man walks slowly trough the dense forest.. it's dark under the trees and the moon is barely visible.. in the distance you can hear the soft sounds of an owl calling out his words of calmness and wisdom .."Hoo.....Hoo.....Hoo....."... He smiles to himself as he stops under a massive oak, the faint moonlight that shines trough the leaves creates spots of soft light flickering as the wind dances past the leaves and branches, and he glances upwards to the sky and sighs softly..
"Such a lovely night.. The stars shine brightly as if each and one of them were a sun on their own.. but the moon is weak.. If only grandmother told me of it's meaning...." ..He speaks so softly that it is almost a whisper, and remains looking up in the sky.. The moon being reflected in his eyes, or at least what is visible of it.. He looks down again just to see the vague silhouette of someone.. or something.. further away. The man freezes, and silently reaches for his sword-hilt by instinct, not making a single sound.. He breathes slowly, as he discreetly gets down into a crouching position and squints his eyes trying to see what is there.. As he gets closer a soft sob can be heard.. "A woman of young age.. Possibly an elfess considering her slender build.. Appears unarmed.." a cold voice echoes inside his head as he gets closer..
"..You abandoned me, my lord.. What have I've done to deserve this cruelty? ..I beg you..".. The woman sobs, now barely audible, sitting cross-legged in the grass with hear head buried in her gloved hands. Two pointy ears sticking out of her pitch black hair. She leans back against the tree, which is also an oak.. But it's leaves are blood-red, and it's roots twisting and bending out of the ground at several spots.. She takes down her hands and folds them in her lap, reviling her grey eyes and her almost fragile looking cheeks and chin from where tears are still dripping. She glances in the direction of where the man is hiding in the bush, and she sighs.. "Am I.. Amusing you, Liam?.."..
The man blinks and waits for a few moments before answering in a soft tone "Not at all..but.. this is rather.. a suprise to see you here.. and like this..".. He stands, and sighs deeply.. As he walks up to her he asks quietly "Why are you here, Elénaril.. after all those years that passed?". and he gets down on the ground in front of her, also cross-legged..
(( Will be continued shortly... ))
The Moonlight's Masquerade.
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