Post by Gisselle Valeneros on Nov 3, 2016 12:00:30 GMT -8
ΞSavalΞ : his passage so easy despite the undergrowth that he passed through. It seemed that the very earth he trod upon cushioned the fall of his bare feet, and the plants eased ever so slightly out of his way, suffering no harm in the process. Even the wildlife, usually so skittish as to fall silent at the barest whiff of man, paid him no mind...-c-
ΞSavalΞ : save for the chipmunk who sat chattering quietly into one ear, patently ignoring the rather large raven who inhabited the other. -d-
ΞSavalΞ : "Really...what by the sacred flame, is a Nimmy?" He inquired of his rather small passenger..."Ahhhh, a who not a what then...very well, I shall see what I can do...run along" He said after listening a moment longer, his staff lowering giving the chipmunk an easy bridge to the under-story foliage, whence it disappeared from sight. "Well -c-
ΞSavalΞ : Roark, it seems there is someone in need...don't give me that look, I am sure THAT won't happen again...at least not for a few hundred years...statistically impossible..." He said with a chuckle as he changed direction slightly emerging onto a well worn path. He did not pick up his pace so much, as lengthen his stride, but with legs as long -c-
ΞSavalΞ : his, the distance covered could be considerable. It was not long before he could smell the waters of the lake, and soon the lake itself would come into view as he emerged from the forest path. He squinted briefly under the light of the sun as his eyes adjusted, despite the rather wide brimmed hat he wore, whose crown flopped to one side -c-
ΞSavalΞ : rather lazily. Combined with the unruly state of his hair and beard, well he looked more than a bit crazed. -d-
ΞSavalΞ : His eyes scanned the shoreline, the crystal blue color seeming to glow under the sun as he drew closer to the water, his bare feet settling gently on the grass as if taking care not to bruise it unduly in his passage. The gnarled wooden staff that he carried, with its iron end cap and strangely formed top piece, was not a dead thing, but -c-
ΞSavalΞ : living wood, gifted to him by the mother tree, whose seed he carried, attested by the trio of fresh sprouts. It was the horse he spotted first, the mount's white coat shining in the sun against the verdant backdrop. The manner in which it moved caused him to quicken his pace, this Nimmy must be close by. -d-
ΞSavalΞ : As he approached the horse, he spoke in a voice that was gentle and warm, the words in the tongue of the high elves, "Be easy, I am a friend..." But his gaze was centered not on the horse, but the form that it guarded so loyally. He nodded and the Raven took flight in a rush of wings, to scout the surroundings, as he took a knee beside the -c-
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : Nimena was still unconscious on the ground on her side on the embankment. The lakes shore would come up on occasion hitting her legs, her white dress was now sandy and her snow white hair was covering her face as she clutched her staff in her unconscious state. Reyn her horse laid down next to her slightly curving her body next to Nimena <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : Her staff would glow on occasion trying to wake its master up but she was completely wiped out. Her body felt cold but that was because of the water, but it was a better contrast to feeling like you were on fire all the time, she didn't know how pheonix's withstood the heat it was unbearable. Her horse neighed a few times when the man started<c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : to approach, it wasn't one Reyn recognized as Reyn laid her head down over Nimena's waist. The two have been each others companion for many years and her horse was protective over her. Nim was so tiny anyways, she didn't look like much of a fighter, but when she had to she would. There was a reason she had the many positions she did in Eladrin<c
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : The Eladrin Emblem was sewn onto the back of her gown but covered by the horses body laying right behind her with Reyns head gently laying over her waist as if to say this is my human and shes sleeping. Reyn was being easy but Nim has had it ruff the last few days. She was exhausted and over worked. She definitely needed an assistant soon if <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : this stuff kept up. She was growing tired of the battles, why couldn't they understand that Eladrin was going to stand strong and not go anywhere, she would defend the Queen with her life.<e>
ΞSavalΞ : petite white haired female, studying her with a quiet detachment, that acknowledged and immediately dismissed her beauty as irrelevant, as a he brought a hand to rest upon her cool forehead, with the most delicate of touches. His senses went beyond those of the physical realm, to touch upon not only magic, but the realm of spirit as well. He -c-
ΞSavalΞ : chuckled softly. "Yes my friend I can see she is yours...perhaps I can help." He said gently, as he closed his eyes and began to chant softly the space within the gnarled top of his staff coming to life with a soft green radiance, that seemed to carry warmth and peace within the radiance, along with a subtle sense of power. He drew upon -c-
ΞSavalΞ : that healing light, to restore a portion of Nimmy's reserves, he could not replenish her completely, but it just might be enough to give her a jump start so to speak...the really was no replacement for food and rest. -d-
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : Nimena felt something warm surrounding her body...a light. Her staff? No it was someone else. Her horse lifted away and stood up neighing and Nim opened her eyes looking around. She was still at the lake, she fell unconscious after dispelling the pheonix fire out of her system She sat up after her horse got her big head off of her and <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : looked to the rather large stranger that decided he was going to heal her. His origins were unclear, he kind of looked human, but She could tell he wasn't. Her silver eyes glowed for a second as she spoke out. "I don't know who you are but thank you.." She said to him rubbing her head for a second. "Must have over done it with that last <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : spell....I knew I shouldn't have done it, but it needed to be done....and well it was worth it.." She said shaking her head chuckling to herself a moment. Something in the air told her demon child was at it again. She held her hand out. "I am Lady Nimena Numenesse, Royal Advisor to Her Majesty Queen Arafina of Eladrin.." She said <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : introducing herself, she left out the titles of healer and being in charge of diplomatic relations and the occasional nanny it seemed, and in charge of staffing the damn castle. Holy christ she needed an assistant BAD! She waited for him to take her hand and to tell her his name smiling slightly noting his disheveled appearance.<e>
ΞSavalΞ : He smiled and took her hand in his, with the gentleness of one who knows his own strength well and how to govern it. His hands were work hardened and calloused as those of a common laborer, and they bore a number of scars upon the knuckles that spoke of them being used as weapons. He bowed his head in a quite courtly manner, and said, "It is -c-
ΞSavalΞ : an honor milady, I am Saval Gurdanson, of Tol Galen." His voice was warm and gentle, and he spoke the elven tongue with the ease of one accustomed to its use, though it bore a subtle accent that told that he had not learned it from Elven lips. "Magic can be dangerous, but if the cause is just, and the need great, danger must be faced...-c-
Çąŧąŗiηą簦Todos : Awakens in her room and sits up, her long scarlet hair in rampant disarray about her. Pushing the strands from her face she reaches up and stretches, yawning some, then lifts herself up and goes to prepare for her day. She opted for a bath hoping the steaming hot water would relax her more and soothe her aching arm some. Sliding under the water, -c
ΞSavalΞ : preferably with a bellyful of ale and a snarky song on the lips." He said this with a mischievous wink, just as the raven returned and landed on his shoulder, croaking briefly though the last part sounded a bit annoyed. "I hadn't gotten that far old friend, be patient, or you'll set yourself to molting again..." He turned his attention back -c-
ΞSavalΞ : to Nimena, "I do beg your pardon...this, is Roark, my companion and scold." -d-
Çąŧąŗiηą簦Todos : eyes closed, she blew bubbles and reflected on the previous two days. She was depressed and concerned about how she was fitting into court life once more. She had always been the odd one out, the rash one, the brat. Surfacing she put those thoughts behind her and quickly finished her bath, noting her arm had healed quite well and she was -c-
Çąŧąŗiηą簦Todos : thankful she had not broken a wing when she crashed into the castle. Bath finished she dressed in one of her newly acquired gowns and then with a brush and comb savagely forced her hair to comply with her demands, and soon would flow like silk. Now she was ready to face the world and made her way down to the main hall, not even stopping in the -c-
Çąŧąŗiηą簦Todos : kitchen as was her habit. She stood at the entrance to see who was in attendance on this day. -e-
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : Nimena nodded to the bird pet named Roark. She pointed to her horse. "Thats Reyn....shes fickle at times.." The horse neighed at her but it was true, then Reyn snorted and kinda turned away and she laughed a bit. "You old goat come on...you know its true....I bed you had your head over me again trying to claim property hmm?" Reyn didn't <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : respond and she shook her head. She looked up to the sun. "Ohh...its later then I thought, I have to get back to the castle. She said climbing on her horse speaking out. "Your welcome to come back with me to the castle, you can meet Queen Arafina, she's nice. Maybe get something to eat?" She asked as she waited to see if he would come or<c>
ΞSavalΞ : save for the chipmunk who sat chattering quietly into one ear, patently ignoring the rather large raven who inhabited the other. -d-
ΞSavalΞ : "Really...what by the sacred flame, is a Nimmy?" He inquired of his rather small passenger..."Ahhhh, a who not a what then...very well, I shall see what I can do...run along" He said after listening a moment longer, his staff lowering giving the chipmunk an easy bridge to the under-story foliage, whence it disappeared from sight. "Well -c-
ΞSavalΞ : Roark, it seems there is someone in need...don't give me that look, I am sure THAT won't happen again...at least not for a few hundred years...statistically impossible..." He said with a chuckle as he changed direction slightly emerging onto a well worn path. He did not pick up his pace so much, as lengthen his stride, but with legs as long -c-
ΞSavalΞ : his, the distance covered could be considerable. It was not long before he could smell the waters of the lake, and soon the lake itself would come into view as he emerged from the forest path. He squinted briefly under the light of the sun as his eyes adjusted, despite the rather wide brimmed hat he wore, whose crown flopped to one side -c-
ΞSavalΞ : rather lazily. Combined with the unruly state of his hair and beard, well he looked more than a bit crazed. -d-
ΞSavalΞ : His eyes scanned the shoreline, the crystal blue color seeming to glow under the sun as he drew closer to the water, his bare feet settling gently on the grass as if taking care not to bruise it unduly in his passage. The gnarled wooden staff that he carried, with its iron end cap and strangely formed top piece, was not a dead thing, but -c-
ΞSavalΞ : living wood, gifted to him by the mother tree, whose seed he carried, attested by the trio of fresh sprouts. It was the horse he spotted first, the mount's white coat shining in the sun against the verdant backdrop. The manner in which it moved caused him to quicken his pace, this Nimmy must be close by. -d-
ΞSavalΞ : As he approached the horse, he spoke in a voice that was gentle and warm, the words in the tongue of the high elves, "Be easy, I am a friend..." But his gaze was centered not on the horse, but the form that it guarded so loyally. He nodded and the Raven took flight in a rush of wings, to scout the surroundings, as he took a knee beside the -c-
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : Nimena was still unconscious on the ground on her side on the embankment. The lakes shore would come up on occasion hitting her legs, her white dress was now sandy and her snow white hair was covering her face as she clutched her staff in her unconscious state. Reyn her horse laid down next to her slightly curving her body next to Nimena <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : Her staff would glow on occasion trying to wake its master up but she was completely wiped out. Her body felt cold but that was because of the water, but it was a better contrast to feeling like you were on fire all the time, she didn't know how pheonix's withstood the heat it was unbearable. Her horse neighed a few times when the man started<c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : to approach, it wasn't one Reyn recognized as Reyn laid her head down over Nimena's waist. The two have been each others companion for many years and her horse was protective over her. Nim was so tiny anyways, she didn't look like much of a fighter, but when she had to she would. There was a reason she had the many positions she did in Eladrin<c
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : The Eladrin Emblem was sewn onto the back of her gown but covered by the horses body laying right behind her with Reyns head gently laying over her waist as if to say this is my human and shes sleeping. Reyn was being easy but Nim has had it ruff the last few days. She was exhausted and over worked. She definitely needed an assistant soon if <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : this stuff kept up. She was growing tired of the battles, why couldn't they understand that Eladrin was going to stand strong and not go anywhere, she would defend the Queen with her life.<e>
ΞSavalΞ : petite white haired female, studying her with a quiet detachment, that acknowledged and immediately dismissed her beauty as irrelevant, as a he brought a hand to rest upon her cool forehead, with the most delicate of touches. His senses went beyond those of the physical realm, to touch upon not only magic, but the realm of spirit as well. He -c-
ΞSavalΞ : chuckled softly. "Yes my friend I can see she is yours...perhaps I can help." He said gently, as he closed his eyes and began to chant softly the space within the gnarled top of his staff coming to life with a soft green radiance, that seemed to carry warmth and peace within the radiance, along with a subtle sense of power. He drew upon -c-
ΞSavalΞ : that healing light, to restore a portion of Nimmy's reserves, he could not replenish her completely, but it just might be enough to give her a jump start so to speak...the really was no replacement for food and rest. -d-
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : Nimena felt something warm surrounding her body...a light. Her staff? No it was someone else. Her horse lifted away and stood up neighing and Nim opened her eyes looking around. She was still at the lake, she fell unconscious after dispelling the pheonix fire out of her system She sat up after her horse got her big head off of her and <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : looked to the rather large stranger that decided he was going to heal her. His origins were unclear, he kind of looked human, but She could tell he wasn't. Her silver eyes glowed for a second as she spoke out. "I don't know who you are but thank you.." She said to him rubbing her head for a second. "Must have over done it with that last <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : spell....I knew I shouldn't have done it, but it needed to be done....and well it was worth it.." She said shaking her head chuckling to herself a moment. Something in the air told her demon child was at it again. She held her hand out. "I am Lady Nimena Numenesse, Royal Advisor to Her Majesty Queen Arafina of Eladrin.." She said <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : introducing herself, she left out the titles of healer and being in charge of diplomatic relations and the occasional nanny it seemed, and in charge of staffing the damn castle. Holy christ she needed an assistant BAD! She waited for him to take her hand and to tell her his name smiling slightly noting his disheveled appearance.<e>
ΞSavalΞ : He smiled and took her hand in his, with the gentleness of one who knows his own strength well and how to govern it. His hands were work hardened and calloused as those of a common laborer, and they bore a number of scars upon the knuckles that spoke of them being used as weapons. He bowed his head in a quite courtly manner, and said, "It is -c-
ΞSavalΞ : an honor milady, I am Saval Gurdanson, of Tol Galen." His voice was warm and gentle, and he spoke the elven tongue with the ease of one accustomed to its use, though it bore a subtle accent that told that he had not learned it from Elven lips. "Magic can be dangerous, but if the cause is just, and the need great, danger must be faced...-c-
Çąŧąŗiηą簦Todos : Awakens in her room and sits up, her long scarlet hair in rampant disarray about her. Pushing the strands from her face she reaches up and stretches, yawning some, then lifts herself up and goes to prepare for her day. She opted for a bath hoping the steaming hot water would relax her more and soothe her aching arm some. Sliding under the water, -c
ΞSavalΞ : preferably with a bellyful of ale and a snarky song on the lips." He said this with a mischievous wink, just as the raven returned and landed on his shoulder, croaking briefly though the last part sounded a bit annoyed. "I hadn't gotten that far old friend, be patient, or you'll set yourself to molting again..." He turned his attention back -c-
ΞSavalΞ : to Nimena, "I do beg your pardon...this, is Roark, my companion and scold." -d-
Çąŧąŗiηą簦Todos : eyes closed, she blew bubbles and reflected on the previous two days. She was depressed and concerned about how she was fitting into court life once more. She had always been the odd one out, the rash one, the brat. Surfacing she put those thoughts behind her and quickly finished her bath, noting her arm had healed quite well and she was -c-
Çąŧąŗiηą簦Todos : thankful she had not broken a wing when she crashed into the castle. Bath finished she dressed in one of her newly acquired gowns and then with a brush and comb savagely forced her hair to comply with her demands, and soon would flow like silk. Now she was ready to face the world and made her way down to the main hall, not even stopping in the -c-
Çąŧąŗiηą簦Todos : kitchen as was her habit. She stood at the entrance to see who was in attendance on this day. -e-
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : Nimena nodded to the bird pet named Roark. She pointed to her horse. "Thats Reyn....shes fickle at times.." The horse neighed at her but it was true, then Reyn snorted and kinda turned away and she laughed a bit. "You old goat come on...you know its true....I bed you had your head over me again trying to claim property hmm?" Reyn didn't <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : respond and she shook her head. She looked up to the sun. "Ohh...its later then I thought, I have to get back to the castle. She said climbing on her horse speaking out. "Your welcome to come back with me to the castle, you can meet Queen Arafina, she's nice. Maybe get something to eat?" She asked as she waited to see if he would come or<c>
