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Silvia's wide blue eyes lit up with relief as she left yet another patient to see Myst had regained conciousness. She hurried across the room, noticing the red haired warrior once again heading for the exit and the elf had rejoined them. As the petite blonde let herself slow down and gaze around the room she could not help but smile. Everyone was bonding together, the slavers had destroyed their village, but they had strengthened their bond of community. Even the newcomers had begun to become like friends.

Silvia's pale tired face broke into a genuine smile as she moved to Myst's bedside.

"I'm glad to see that you have recovered somewhat. We were all worried about your health."

The petite young woman sank down with a sigh, sitting on the very edge of Myst's cot. She looked over at Tasha, and smiled gently at the Ork as the red headed huntress introduced him. She sighed wearily, seeing the Ork head swiftly out the door wishing she could escape her troubles so easily.
 
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Tasha stood as well the mucles in her body letting her know that she was reaching her limits.Well that went better than i thought it would..i know i should probably rest, but there is much to be done yet.

Looking to Wyst. Tasha smiled and said. I am glad you are awake.. rest, and regain your strength, you can take over for me when its my turn to pass out. She said jokingly as she went outside to see what she could do to help. By salvaging what little items she could find.

Stepping out into the night Tasha Saw Justin enter the forrest with his bow, and Gork cleaning up as manny of the catman's body's as he was able, and was greatful for their help. Looking up on the roof she saw Rayet. Rayet..... may i speak with you please??? She asked...

Unsure as to wether or not he had heard her she continued, she felt that she may have done wrong in introducing him as she had.

Rayet i wish to appologize for any wrong i may have done you.. i ment no offence in introducing you. I understand that you have no likeing for Oger's, and i do not know if you care to nor will i ask you to understand... but please know that not all Oger's are the same... and this one .. i know to be diffrent. Over the years i have seen him often, and he has brought no harm to anyone, or anything here. He has taken just as we have only what he needs to servive..... I also wish to thank you for your offer of healing as well as reserection.. it is most appreceated.

Quietly Tasha turned, and contiued to search threw the wreckage for, blanket's, and other useful item's that they could use. Her head was starting to pound...it still hurt from earler, other parts of her body were starting to protest as well.

Searching threw one of the buildings Tasha came across.. her brother's Sword. It was coverd in blood. Quickly searching threw the rubble she hoped to find him... calling out as she did so..Vence! Vence! where are you?? Please be here please..

Dropping to her knee's Tasha coverd her face with her hands, and cryed.. There was no sign of her brother other than his sword, and a torn cape under part of the fallen celling.

Not wishing to be found by the other's crying. Tasha stood picking up her brother's cloak and sword. Looking at them she was suddnely filled with great rage. (Are you alive?? Are you dead?? Where are you?? I've lost one brother must i lose you too?) These thought's spinning in her head.. made her want to strike out at something.... Anything to relase some of the anger burning inside. Running out of the building she took off in the direction of the forrest...

Running as far, and as fast as her exausted body would let her before dropping down beside a fallen tree. She new it was foolish of her to have left the village the way she did, but at the moment she was too exausted to move much just yet..as soon as she regained her strenght she would head back to the village.
 
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Rayet, still waiting for that red haired warrior was approached by the red haired lady speaking gibberish to him. I thought they understood that I didn't know their language.

He sent his hawk off after the warrior, giving it explicit instructions to alert him if the warrior encountered any trouble, and to take care of him.

On the other hand, he followed this young woman she cried out what sounded as a name, and he glided from roof to roof, so he could keep an eye on her.

She was quite sad, he wasn't sure what to do, one final leap into the air and he landed lightly behind her, closing his wings, he covered it with the cloak with a light brush of wind, as he placed to fingers delicately against her temple as he tried to send a message telepathically, what's wrong?
 
Justin walked around the ruins, his bow loaded are ready to fire just in case. He didn't know why, but the bird that hung around with Rayet was following him. He didn't reall mind, he just hoped it wouldn't get in his way. They finnaly arived at the possible shelter and carefully entered it. He carefully moved his foot around, pushing the ruble aside, his bow still ready to fire.

His ears perked up as he heard an sqeul in the corner and the bird that followed him, sqwaking. With any hesitation he aimed and fired. Another sqeul was heard before a loud thump. He slowly moved forward and knelt down. Feeling the fur of a bore, a HUGE bore.

"This should keep us fed for a day or so." With ease, Justin picked up the dead pig, and hefted it over his shoulder. He looked around a bit more then deemed it safe. "Guess we'll move the sick and wounded here tommorow. I better return to the others."

Justin walked back to the broken down shelter, whistling a bit. That was until he saw somebody running into the forest, then somebody following. Justin slowly follow first by watching they went, then when he lost sight of them, by sound.

Wehn he arrived at the scene, Tasha was crying. And Rayet was there, obviously worried. What happened? Justin didn't know if Rayet could understand him. Even he was folllowing what he told him to if he wanted to speak to him. He set down the pig and knelt in front of the redheaded girl. "Tasha? Tasha what's wrong?"
 
I'm not sure, I saw her pick up a sword, and then she ran off in this direction I found her like this, Rayet closed his eyes I see my familiar has gotten some prey

He turned around I still haven't gotten your name warrior
 
In a ways, yes... Justin replied before looking back at Tasha. He looked at the sword and cloak that Tasha was holding. 'That scent on the cloak,' Jc thought to himself, blocking his mind from Rayet for the moment. 'Its simular to Tasha's... A relative of hers maybe? I see...'

Justin's eyes couldn't help but changing its colors a bit. But he quickly shot back to reality, remaining calm Tasha's sake. "Look." Justin kindly placed his hand under her chin and lifted it up. "Don't give up just yet."
 
I do not believe I've ever read about your race warrior Rayet communicated, waving his hand in front of the warriors face as his eyes started to change, (thoughts) {by Correllon I need to get an eyepatch}, Rayet thought as he closed his green eye. but then again you've probably never seen one of my kind either. You said something about a relative? I can try to scry on this person if you need it
 
Justin briefly took his eyes off of Tasha's and looked at Rayet. I'm from a far away region... And my name Justanzerin. But I rather be called Justin. Justin looked back at Tasha. It is up to her if that is what she wants.
 
True, Justanzerin my people aren't very strong and I'm no exception, want to help me get her back?

Rayet just looked at this interesting being and smiled, You would probably never believe where I'm from. He gestured to the woman for Justin to help him bring her to her feet.
 
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Justin gave a soft sigh as he scooped Tasha up and stood up. You would never belive where I came from either. Tell you what, when we get back, I'll take a guess to where you come from, and you'll take a guess to see where I come from. Justin started walking when he noticed something, then his eyes narrowed. Now how am I going to carrie her, and the pig back to the shelter?
 
Feeling the finger's upon her forhead and hearing Justin's voice. Helpled Tasha stop crying. Then Justin was there in front of her, tilting her chin up and telling her not to give up just yet.. Looking over her sholder to see who the other finger's belonged to she could see Rayet was there as well.

Thank you ,, i am sorry i shouldnt have taken off like that... The cloak and sword belonged to one of my brother's he is still missing.... He taught me to fight.....i am ready now to return to the village.. forgive me i shouldnt have fallen apart like that. Thank you both for comming for me. Looking to Justin she said..Can he understand what i say???
 
After warshing the blood and some of the stink of himself at the blacksmilths well, Grok let his hands rest in the cold water to numb them some, all the skin had sloft off while he had been clearing most of the catmen from around the building and dumping them in the ruins of a house at the edge of the village.

Looking around at the rest of the bodys laying around he let out a deep sigh at the thout of more work and wished the wolfs had eaten more before they had left. Seeing Tasha run into the woods, holding a sword, and that elf thing following her made Grok forget all his achs and pains, fingering the new hammer he had found in the smithy, Grok took off after them.

Coming up on Tasha laying on the ground and the elf and Justin around her, he growled Whats wrong?? Bah me take her to healer stuping to gently cradle Tasha in his arms, he stood and gave the others a warning look, they had better not try to stop him, Grok headed for Silvia
 
well I was going to ask you to help me get her on her feet while I help her back, while you get the pig, Rayet looked back to his familiar standing triumphantly on the pig, the bird was much larger than a normal bird of it's same type.

Do not worry about anything, just come over here Rayet led Justin to the where the large animal was and touched his shoulder, the Hawk flew off to the shelter. We'll have to wait a moment. Just stay calm and don't panic Rayet closed his eyes seeing through the eyes of the bird, he let fly into the shelter and land on the post of the mysterious magic user. Seeing the space was clear, "lava lle val" Rayet was broken out of his concentration when that orc took the woman
 
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Justin just smiled. He tapped his head with his fingure twice. "In a ways. To be blunt, you have to imagine what you say. Kinda like mental sign launguage."

Justin's head lifted when he heard Grok stamping forward. It was obvious by his growling that he thought Tasha was in danger. 'Whats wrong?? Bah me take her to healer.' Grok suddenly took Tasha out of Justin's arm and gave him a deadly look.

"Grok, she doesn't ne-"

Grok's look turned darker as Justin started to speak, then he turn and ran off. Justin looked back at Rayet, who had that look in his eyes. Don't you say it, lets just go and catch up with them. Justin picked up the bore and ran after Grok and Tasha. And you still haven't told me your name!
 
"mankellye naaie antaoo" Rayet finished his spell to in a tree just a tad in front of the orc. He summoned as much power as possible and a huge gust of wind cut into the orc, making him tear and slowed him down to the point he was barely walking forward Rayet jumped down carried by the wind, slammed the non-bladed part of one of his hooks into the orcs head. Not sure if he hurt the thing the wind stopped and Rayet jumped up doing a summersault he tripped the orc, and kept the orc from going anywhere by holding him still with the two hooks digging into the flesh on his shoulders.

OOC: um my character's name is translated for you in the middle of the page or about 18 posts up from this one Hybirdx
 
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Seeing Tasha awake in his arms, the thought that he might have just made a fool of himself crossed his mind, along with putting her down, but before he could do so a strong wind sprang up infront of him, then that damn elf thing was all over him. Damn he's fast ill give him that Grok thought as the elf triped him, diveing into the fall and holding Tasha tight so he wouldnt hurt her. Feeling the elfs hooks diging into his shoulder, Grok wondered just how the elf would tast after being plucked and poached, then again, it might be kind of hard to swallow without a throgt. back off bird brain he told the elf as he slowy got to his feet, feeling the hooks dig even deeper into his shoulders.
 
please stop both of you! your both trying to protect me. nither one ment any harm...please stop.. Tasha both thought, and yelled at the same time....When Rayet stoped attacking Tasha mentaly thanked him for stopping his attack!

Looking up at Grok Tasha was worried his sholder's were starting to bleed badly..its ok Grok...Thank you for coming to help i know you thought i was hurt...please put me down so that we can get you some help..i am sorry you have been hurt. This is my fault for taking off as i did. Please forgive me.

Looking over at a sound comming threw the bushes Tasha saw Justin.. Justin please help me explain to them that.. i am ok that i am not in danger.. Gork is hurt badly and i am not sure how much strength i have left to help him the rest of the way to Silvia...
 
Justin nodded at Tasha, then glared at the other two. "Thats quite enough out of the both of you. Grok, I know you mean well, but Tasha doesn't healing, you do. And as for you," Justin looked at Rayet. I don't care if your kind does have a vendetta against orcs. Right now we have to work together.
 
Rayet glared at the orc, deciding whether or not to sever the connections between his arms and body. He was surprised when he heard the woman scream, it let go of his weapons and cupped his ears, and jumped back. "ed'a Seldarine na'a raunnin"
 
Giveing Tasha and Justin a bashfull look, Grok took a minute to think what he wanted to say, it had been so long since he had been run out of his mothers villiage, he had forgoten how to speak a lot of the words, but the languag was comeing back to him the more he was around these poeple.

I am sorry...saw wrong...didn't thiink...this was my fault.. will ignor it this time looking up at the elf Grok said if ether of you can make it understand...please let it know, once villiage is out of danger.. me be happy to meat it out in woods, would like to talk to it about ways of cooking fowls

Looking to Justin Grok told him Will take first watch north of villiage if needed glancing at Tasha then back to Justin been hard day, others need rest then smileing at the thought that the elf had givin him a good reason he said after we see tiny one again, she good healer
 
As they all headed back to the village. Tasha looked at Justin saying..

Dont translate that first part please these two are going to be at each other's throats enough...and thank you again for your help, and for everything that you've done. I think when we get back i should probly lay down for a while to regain my strenght. I would be more than willing to take the second or third watch. If you will wake me i would appreceate it.

She said looking down... trying extreamly hard to keep her thought's away from her brother. So much had happend in the last day. Looking around her at Justin...and at Grok, as well as Rayet, and thinking of Wyst and Silvia. Brought a small smile to Tasha's face. She was glad to at least have them all here.

Stepping back inside the small make shift infermery.. with Gork behinde her she smiled at Silvia.. saying If you have an extra blanket handy i'll curl up over here out of the way... to get a little rest before any thing else happens..
 
Justin Nodded and explained everything to Rayet, minus a few choice comments that Grok said. As as they returned, Justin took the pig out side and started a fire with a few twigs and a simple fire spell. He suspended the bore a few inches aboved the fire and sat down, watching the fir slowly cook the creature.
 
Rayet turned wide eyed towards the fire spell and trembled in, his face went pale and he fought for a long time to keep himself composed, while he was fighting within himself, trembling, Justin noticed something was wrong with this elf.

The wind patters around them changing the course of clouds, a gust of wind licked the fire making it grow and almost burned Justin.

Finally, Rayet brought himself to calmness, just barely. The winds stilled, his hands were still trembling, he looked more pale then ever, and he communicated to Justin, please warn me next time you're going to make a fire. You're lucky you're not near my home. You'd be executed for being able to make a fire using magic. My people are afraid of fire.

Rayet trembled back inside, hoping the comfort of maybe the little blond or that red haired woman earlier would help, or just simple healing would calm him down enough.
 
Justin raised an eyebrow as he watched Rayet enter the shelter. "Paranoid? Of fire," Justin asked himself quietly. He could only shake his head in somewhat disbelife. "In all my life and studies I never heard such a thing."

He returned to poke at the fire a bit. His eyes seemed to dance along with the cracking embers.
 
Myst

“Food is scarce around, and a cat pokes around the village now and then. I can help with any healing you need, my familiar can scout out the surrounding area although to battle one of those cat things might be too much.”

The communication was clear and strong wringing a sharp gasp of pain from Myst. Looking around she could see the red warrior Justin and the ork Grok, standing with Tasha and the elf/bird man Rayet. Justin was a were Myst believed of some sort, and why he would be communicating this to her she could not understand. Grok tho strong she thought to have no magery. Both Tasha and Silvia showed no signs of magic either, so that only left Andre and Rayet. Myst didn’t know about Andre but Rayet, yes he would be strong enough to mind speak. His magic was powerful enough she could sense it from within him. Not feeling up to trying to communicate with Rayet in mind speak Myst gives him a slight nod showing she had heard him, not knowing if he seen it or not.

Then realizing that Silvia was speaking to her Myst turns to gaze upon the blonde. “Thank you for your worry, I have a bit of a headache but otherwise I am no worse for wear. I do believe that my spell back fired, I must not be practiced enough to control it yet.” Saying the last part as an after thought and mainly to herself. Sitting up a bit Myst’s hood slips back from her face. Giving Silvia a quick view of dove grey eyes, white hair and what looks to be tanned almost black skin tho the skin has more of a furred look to it.

Noticing the hood Myst quickly readjusts it, then looking around to see if anyone else had seen her. Feeling a great relief noticing that only Silvia had seen her, or so she thought until Andre came into her line of vision. By the look on his face Myst knew he had seen as well. Making her mind up fast Myst makes another big choice in her life once again praying that it would not be her undoing. “Please I will not harm anyone I only want to help those here. I will leave if you prefer, but I just don’t want anyone going through what my mother went through. Those slavers, the cat men took my mother a long time ago she gave her life to help me escape. I just don’t wish for any trouble, just to help.” Myst looks at both of them pleading for them to understand. Praying that they accept her for herself, not what she was.

During this time Myst did not notice that the others had left leaving her alone with Andre, Silvia and the villagers. Until the door of the building opens and there stands Tasha with the half oger Grok. Both looking a bit weary, Grok was bleeding from his shoulders and Tasha looked a bit upset. Watching as Silvia went to join her. Myst holds her breath, listening closely she can just barely make out Tasha saying something about a blanket and a corner. Turning back to Andre, Myst gives him a questioning look releasing the breath only to hold it again waiting for his answer.
 
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