The Last Kingdom II

Jornan:

The grey skinned girl was suddenly silent as she splushed around in the water... That was alright with Jornan though, it gave him time to think. He worked over the day in his mind, she was trying to steal when he met her, he was pretty sure... But she'd been nice to him and bought him some food and this horse... That was really, really nice, but why had she done it? Thief type people never did anything for free did they? He began to wonder what she was expecting from him in return. It seemed pretty silly that all she wanted was company... Even if she were grey skinned, Jornan was sure she could attract someone less, well, less ordinary than himself... And probably more helpful too.

Then it struck him finally, she'd been in such a hurry to leave the stables... She had a bunch of satchels with her too... "She STOLE again!" He exclaimed out loud, wincing as he did, his heart skipping a beat, he craned his head back to see her ducked underwater. "Whew..." He sighed, he'd always heard thieves were bad news, and you couldn't turn your back on them... He suddenly got a bad feeling, the same feeling he always got when something was about to happen, and he felt, really really felt he should be anywhere but here...

Armis was still swimming about under water as Jornan pulled himself back up onto Blackmane's back, just in time to hear men yelling from the direction they had come. He couldn't see any of them, but he knew, he just knew it would be trouble... So he bolted...

OOC: Im sorry to do this folks, but I need to pull out of the thread... At least I gave you an opening to meet up with some of the other characters JohnnyWryder... Sorry...
 
Armis

Armis enjoyed her skinny dip. As she brought her head Out of the Water she Saw her new fraind Runn off. " The little runt Is Leaving me ."
She started to get Out of the lake Whe she Saw some Soilders Coming upon her . She Quikly got Out And Ran to Here Horse With Out Geting Dressed. She raod Off towords Karraka Tring to get away Fromm Her falowers.
 
King Kelwyn...

Kelwyn nodded and grinned. Thinking to himself that it was even better to be riding away from the pomp and politics of the court. He was going to be free like a normal man for the next couple of days and he was going to relish every one of them.

With a quick cry of encouragement to Swift he led his companions out of the courtyard and onto the open road.

For the first several miles Kelwyn led a steady and quite hard pace towards the Hammersmith Mountains. It was as if by speed alone he would rid himself of all things court related. Finally he realised that the horses could not possibly keep up the pace the entire distance to the mountains and so finally he allowed the group to slow to a reasonable canter.

Roland took this opportunity to ride at his side. He didn't say anything which was his way of encouraging Kelwyn to come out and say what was on his mind. It worked.

"I wonder if Avallyn will really be there?"

"I had word she had accepted Karrack's invitation."

Kelwyn frowned as if he had wanted to hear more than that.

"I... I wonder if... if... she is... well?" He finally muttered.

"I'm sure she is Kelwyn."

Again Kelwyn frowned.

"Have you heard word of her? I mean... has she... has she met anyone?"

Behind, Ajax shook his head at his King's lame attempts of information gathering. He left his heart out on his sleeve the way he talked. Clearly he wanted to know gossip of the woman called Avallyn. He wanted to hear that she had pined for him just as he seemed to have been pining away for her. With a grunt he kept his thoughts to himself and kept his head down. Despite this current lack of Kinglyness, he was a good King and he was happy to serve him. He just hoped this Avallyn was worthy of his King's attentions.
 
Vixen...

Vixen entered the baths but barely noticed it's design. She had stripped quickly and then dove into the hot waters and washed and scrubbed at herself as if she were trying to wash away the last few awkward moments with Karrack.

Stupid ideas had started up in her head and now it was as if she couldn't rid herself of them. She recalled again that horrible scene when Karracks' arm had swung up to protect her. She cringed as this time the scene played out in vivid colour and clarity in her mind.

It was rare that a bath did not calm and refresh her. The fact that this time it didn't put her in a rather foul mood. She pulled herself out of the water. Her skin flushed dark pink from her exhuberance with the scrubbing and found clean clothes in her pack. A loose fitting shirt and another pair of leather breeches. The same dirty boots she'd come in with. She brushed out her hair and as she did she let her thoughts tumble again.

Leaving her hair loose she packed away her dirty clothes and stalked back out into the hallway and followed her nose back to the painting studio. She entered the room and stared straight ahead at the magnificent landscape. She felt like she was standing right there seeing the real thing. It amazed her. She wondered where it was, this scene. She found it oddly calming.

Finally she turned slowly to look at the painting Karrack had tried to hide from her. It startled her as it had the last time. It was like a brief image of her. It was unfinished but it was clear it was her. It made her feel suddenly vulnerable to see herself like that. Laughing and free and wild. To know that Karrack must have painted it from memory. His memory of her. The vulnerability she felt she didn't like. She wasn't used to feeling that way. She strove extremely hard NOT to feel that way. She glared at the painting as if to make it disappear on the spot. It didn't disappear. It stood disturbingly real before her.

Finally she realised she had been staring at it for quite some time. Shaking her head she left the room and walked back to the main hall where she remembered entering. She heard female voices and absurdly she felt a stab in her heart and a real anger which startled her in it's vehmenance. She turned into the room only to see Avallyn and her general Illynya. Immediately she was embarrassed at her anger... at what?

A little voice asked but was ignored.

"Avallyn!" She called out loudly striding forward and taking up the woman in a friendly hug.

"So good to see you!" Vixen grinned, before turning to Illynya and shaking her hand warmly with both of hers. "Illynya good to see you also, how has the training of the new recruits been since I last visited?"
 
A BumP in The road

Jorrek The Troll HiD As he watched The King And roland Rid toword themm And Jorrek Would Be Damnd If He And his men Would Miss Out on the bounty that Was on their heads.

As The King Got Close Jorrek Yell "Drop!!!"
Four Trolls Droped From The Trees Falling on Ajax And The other Three gards . Knocking them Out Jorrek And som other Trolls Surounded The King And rolend.

Jorrek Smiled "Hello King. Lord Roland I presoome . I Will enjoy Taking your heads and Colleckting the bounty." He was bout to give the order to kill them when another Troll Stroled Out Of The Forest The new troll shook his Head . Than quikly Took Care of all of the trolls but Jorrek. he than turnd to the King " Hello my king Sorry Im Late" Turning to Jorrek " Now Let us see if your as powerfull As Your Brother Correk " With that Stalker Vanished Leaving Jorrek To Get Is But Kicked By the King And Rollend.
 
Karrack

He was talking with the two women when Vixen came stalking out of the back, with a somewhat muderous look in her eyes. "Oh shit," he thought "This is gonna be a blood bath in a few moments, and I just KNOW it's gonna be mine getting spilled."

As Vixen and Avallyn and Illyana greeted each other wamrly, he said "I'll take your things up to your rooms Ladies. Go ahead and look around if you wish, or take a bath, Vix can show you." and with that he beat a somewhat hasty retreat to the next hallway where the guest rooms were.
 
Randel was surprised to say the least at the last few moments actions. First off this huge troll ambushes them, takes out the guards including Ajax, then ANOTHER troll comes out of nowhere and kills all but this troll named... Jorrek? Shaking his head he lept from his saddle drawing his sword as he did so, a moment later Kelwyn joined him by his side and glancing at his King Randel said "I go high, you low?" and waited for the command to attack.
 
Vixen

Vixen watched Karrack make a fast get-away and sighed softly without realising the noise had escaped her.

Avallyn looked at her carefully.

Vixen glanced up to see her looking and asked, "what?" Avallyn merely smiled knowingly but said nothing for now.

Vixen sighed again only this time she caught herself doing it. She realised, that despite her determination not to, she was thinking about that big oaf Karrack again. She scowled. With sheer force of will focused on Avallyn and Illynya instead and offered them another smile, Vixen at her charming best, when she wanted to be.

"Come... the baths are refreshing, especially after such a long ride, I'll show you the way. Tell me of your journey, any news from afar?"
 
Kelwyn

Kelwyn shrugged and then nodded in agreement. He too was mightly surprised by the strange turn of events, and he was NONE too pleased about the delay. His mind still lingering on thoughts of Avallyn.

His sword drawn now he focused through necessity on the trouble at hand. A troll was no easy mark, especially one that was angered as this one seemed to be.

"Let's do this!" Kelwyn shouted and from the years of fighting and training together, Kewlyn and Randel moved as one. Fluidly defending and attacking in almost perfect harmony. The troll's size and bulk being considerably it would be near fatal to experience even one glancing blow from his fist or club, their only advantage was their speed and agility.

Sweat poured from Kelwyns brow as his sword glanced against the troll's tough hide again only angering the beast further. The great club swinging round with amazing speed, Kelwyn only barely having a chance to roll out of the way.
 
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Randel

With a nod, Roland moved with his king Kelwyn. In the summer sunlight theit swords gleamed as they proceeded to harass the troll and his rock like hide. Grimacing, Roland moved aside from a swipe of the beasts arm as he tried to distract it from Kelwyn who had just dodged a swing of the club. Swinging his sword in a quick and viscious arc he caught the troll's right forearm at just the right angle to draw blood. It roared and came at him, forcing him to retreat, but drawing it away from Kelwyn for the moment.
 
Fate (Stalkers Gost)/ Duncan (Evil in carnet )

As Armis Road towards Karraka A forest Etin Came out of A tree ANd Stoped herHis Brown Skin Alowed him To Blend In To The forets. " young lady You should Put Some Clothes On"


Mean Will in Karraka


Dunca Called Ameating Of his general To Dicus his plans.

" Ok As Soon As Correk Returns We Move To The Next Citty And Take it By Force ." He Said comly

One Man Spoc up " But Lord Duncan The Next city is Telerast"

Looked Angry " I know That The King as Left His King Dom We Out Nuber His Troops And If Correk As Found The Artifacts We Will Be un Beatable. NoW I Whant you He who questions me to Come Up Here and stand Be Side Me ."

When the Man Dose Duncan Puts A Dager in The Mans Chest." Any One Eles Want to Speak ?"
 
Kelwyn

Kelwyn got to his knees to see that Roland had drawn the troll's wrath towards himself. He stood up feeling as if every muscle in is body was tired beyond repair.

He pulled his sword up and slashed with much effort at the back of the troll's knee finally drawing blood himself. The troll roared and swung his massive arm in an uncontrolled arc that sent the two men scattering to avoid it. Kelwyn could feel his breathing become painful in his chest, but his focus was steady. He wiped the sweat from his brow and dragged himself to his feet.

With sword play alone they weren't going to take this troll out. He looked around desperately for some sort of inspiration. The troll thundered towards him with grim determination. His foul features twisted in an agressive picture of malice.

Without any reason, he recalled Vixen talking to him about something. Her words coming to him like a bolt of lightening...

You know Kelwyn, I always found that the quickest way to get out of a seemingly no-win fight was to get the opponent to do the work for you...

Kewlyn shouted angrily at the troll who turned it's massive head slowly in his direction. It's thundering footsteps close behind him as he ran... leading it. It's lumbering footsteps slowly picked up speed and Kelwyn ran like his very life depended on it... as indeed it did.

He finally scrambled over a large tree that had fallen across the path and kept on running. The troll, his eyes intent on the victim and not his own feet stumbled onwards. His foot catching against the trunk of the tree. His face slowly reacted to his sudden loss of balance as his great body tumbled forward. With a resounding crash the great body hit the ground and Kelwyn stopped running to turn and see. The troll was temporarily stunned but Kelwyn barely had the strength to hold himself standing let alone lift his sword.

Roland appeared and clambered onto the troll's back taking his sword he held it high before thrusting it down with all his might into the back of the troll's neck. The troll growled jerking and throwing Roland off. The sword still imbedded in the back of the troll's neck. Blood could be seen. The troll tried to lift himself up but seemed to be having difficulty.

A shout was heard and Ajax, having come to... had found them. He ran towards the front of the troll and heaved his fighting axe before him. With a massive stroke, that was masterful in it's presicion he sliced into the front of the troll's neck making him gurgle in pain. Kelwyn forced his tired body to move. Raising his sword unsteadily he too ran forward embedding his sword into the troll's eye which was now at the same level as Kelwyn's head. The troll's gurgling stopped abruptly as the sword finally penetrated his brain. Kelwyn shoved harder on his sword burying it deeper and then finally... finally... the troll rolled over. Dead.

The body lay on it's back, blood freely pouring from it's now many wounds. Ajax looked to his King and immediately rushed forward as Kelwyn swayed and colapsed. Ajax was there to catch him. He looked up seeing Roland shaking his head as if to clear it.

"Roland... the K... Kewlyn may be injured!"
 
Roland

The thing was tough, theres no denying that, and Roland was still trying to clear his head after it had swiped him with a back flung paw. Just then Kelwyn had led it off into the forest chasing him until it tripped over a tree. He had followed and seeing it lying on the ground he took his chance and thrust with his sword hoping for a kill shot through the back of the skull. That didn't happen.

Next thing he knew he was getting up in time to see Ajax grabbing the King who seemed to be in pretty bad shape. Stumbling over himself, he began checking for obvious wounds. "I don't see anything Ajax, but we better get him back to the horses and see if some herbs I have won't bring him around." And with that he and Ajax, carrying the unconcious king, walked back to their mounts.
 
Vixen

Vixen led the women to the baths and then left them to clean up before coming to a decision.

She didn't know the layout of the house and it was true that the entire place held Karrack's scent, but she was VERY good at scenting... especially if she was the other.

She rarely liked to transform as it took a lot out of her but she was afraid if she didn't find Karrack soon she would loose her nerve. Concentrating inwards she felt the transformation start.

Her body seemed to fold in on itself and she fell to her knees, her hands steadying her on the floor. Fur seemed to sprout all over her body, her clothes slithered from her body as it shrunk. Her face elongated and ears started to sprout. Finally a fox with dark fur and a larger than average build stood on all fours surrounded by a pile of clothes which used to clothe Vixen herself. The fox was attractively built... for a fox. It was more than twice the size of the average female and her great bushy tail swished from side to side before she shook herself all over as if tossing off the last vestiges of human-ness.

She trotted forward, her nose to the ground, seeking out the strongest scent. She pricked her ears before making her way back to the main hall and finding the spot where he stood last. Nose to the ground she followed the trail his footsteps left for her highly sensitive nose. She felt the animal instincts as if they were a physical thing. Another reason she didn't like to change. The longer she stayed animal, the harder it was to turn back.

She scampered along following hallways and corridors until she came to a door that was closed. She scratched at it impatiently. It didn't budge. She lept up and scratched at the latch and managed to make it give way. The door swung open and she continued onwards, his scent getting stronger. Finally she turned a corner and spotted him.

She padded up to him quietly and felt an overwhelming feeling of affection for him. Her friend. She was so susceptible to the simpler things in this form. She yapped happily at finding him and her nose was in his hand before she could stop herself. She licked his palm before backing off and sitting on her hunches beside him. She yapped once, then felt his great hand stroke her head. She shivered with delight and realised she should really change back now that she'd found him. Still, she enjoyed his attentions and she didn't want the change just yet.

Finally she forced herself to start the transformation. It was quick as she hadn't been fox for very long and her body recalled easily it's previous shape. The body emerged almost like magic from the fox and she sat naked beside Karrack, his hand still hovering above her head. With a sigh he let his hand touch her head again, feeling the silkiness of her hair. She wasn't embarrassed by her lack of clothing. She had bathed together with him often enough and nudity was not something she was squeamish about anyway.

She looked up at him. Her eyes dark and solemn.

"Where you running from me Karrack?"

He was silent. She stood up now and walked so that she was in front of him.

"Old friend... forgive me... but there is something I need to know..." With that she grabbed him by his shirt front and she pulled him forward. As his face drew near enough she pressed her lips against his.
 
Armis

As Armis Road toword the city of Karraka Sh e was sudenly SToped By What seemd to be A forest Etin. Armis Jumped off her horse, " WHo Are you And WHat do you Want?"
She Waited For The Forest Etin To Speak.
 
Karrack

He had been in a small room where he liked to think, it was full of the small odd items he and Vixen had found over the years of their business association. This place had always calmed him and he was concentrating on a small glass ball that swirled with many colors in an evershifting pattern that always calmed his mind when the door sprang open.

Looking down he saw Vix, in her fox form so much bigger than anyother fox in the world, and he couldn't help but smile as she pushed her nose into his hand and began licking. "She was always so damn cute in that form" he thought bemusedly. Then she sat back on her haunches and smiling he rested his hand on her head and began to stroke the silky red fur there.

Then she changed, he had seen it before, and knew that she would be naked once she was done, he had seen her often enough swimming, but this time though it took his breath away.. Sighing he let his hand fall onto the silken tresses of her hair as he felt his heart lurch, with love... or lust? Then she asked him "Where you running from me Karrack?", and he just couldn't answer. Then she said...

"Old friend... forgive me... but there is something I need to know..." With that she grabbed him by his shirt front and she pulled him forward. As his face drew near enough she pressed her lips against his.

In that moment his composure broke and as he felt her lips, her soft full lips meet his, he gave into the last clamoring demands of his heart and in response, he wrapped his large arms around her, and drawing her close he pressed his lips to hers too.
 
Fate (Stalkers Gost)

"You Dont want to Go To Karraka. You My dear Lady Want to Go To The hammer Smith Moutntains ."
she Asked Why As She Got Dressed

"Well What constutes As YouR Fothers Family Is Meating At A Big Hous In the Hammersmith Mountians "

Stalker Quikly Disapeard Be For SHe Could Say Any thing.
 
Vixen...

Vixen hadn't really been sure what she was expecting when she made that move. Pulling her old friend towards her for their first kiss. She did know that she hadn't been expecting the explosion of emotion she felt as he responded.

She had always scoffed at the love ballads played by wandering minstrels... songs of love and passion and stars exploding.

The moment Karrack embrassed her and returned her kiss she felt a passion she'd never experienced before. It was like the sun itself suddenly emblazened across her very soul. She saw stars and she felt so incredibly good.

His strong large arms held her so firmly yet with such tenderness it nearly broke her heart. The kiss deepened rapidly and she felt an overwhelming need. It was almost painful in it's intensity. Goddess... she loved him. Not as a friend... so much more. She wanted... needed.

Suddenly she felt panic.

What was she doing? She stiffened in his arms. She was afraid.

She felt his lips leave hers and then they started to trail down her neck. She shivered, feeling them arouse her as they travelled across all her sensitive spots.

The panic slid away as she relaxed into the moment. Enjoying his touch. Lips were travelling lower now, to the dip where her breasts swelled out. She shuddered and moaned softly.

Finally she felt him envelope one of her nipples and then she lost control. She totally let all her doubts fall away as she revelled in his attentions. Her own hands were busy at his shirt desperate to have him as naked as she.
 
King Kelwyn...

Kelwyn came too slowly smelling the familiar smell of some of Randel's herbs. His face screwed up in distaste and the smell was taken away. He groaned, a deep, agonising groan.

"Please tell me we killed it." He muttered.

"Aye, Maj... Kelwyn..." Ajax replied, "it be dead."

Kelwyn turned to Randel, "I feel like I've been chewed up by a dragon and spit out onto a bed of cramble rocks."

"You're exhausted Kelwyn... you'll survive."

"I know I'll survive... I just wish I could survive a little less painfully." He muttered.

"Take this..." Randel offered him a cup full of strongly scented liquid. Kelwyn didn't hesitate before gulping the mixture down.

"Goddess Randel... that stuff is foul... couldn't you add some honey to it?" Then he sighed as the herbs began to take affect. He seemed more alert and the pain in his limbs seemed to dull to an annoying ache.

"We really must move on... I need to see the others... and I'd rather rest at Karrack's home than out here in the woods with a dead troll carcass rotting nearby."

"Yes, Kelwyn speaks wisely... we should move on... I think we could make it by nightfall if we keep a steady pace." Ajax says. Kelwyn stands on his own and looks toward the guards that had fallen.

"How are the men... are they...?" He couldn't seem to speak the words he was afraid to hear.
 
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ooc: We are Not amused!!

*Much banging from the Jimmy Charicter closet* How oculd you forget me!?! And (Though Im not arguing or mad, Im still a little peeved)
*Shakes fists up and down really hard*

It's a sham! A Scandal!

*jumps up and down in clinky armor, making alot of noise and looking really sillly*

How could they forget the actual maker! it just isnt right!!!

*Stops...looks thoughtful*

Well...everyone is here so.....I Guess I can Forgive you for using my charicter. Now hand him back over knave! :D

But seriously. May I ask, very politely what hath possessed people to manhandle my charicter? *snicker* Hello to everyone as well, and may I have him back? If I cant, I can make a new one...But I would like Roland back.
 
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[sigh]

Geez Roland... it can get really old really fast you getting your knickers in a knot like this.

It's a simple mistake... I miswrote Darklord's character's name... it seems... (and I have checked this) that it was originally Randel not Roland as I have mispelled it.

I believe Darklord generously went along with my mistake but either way... although you tend to use the name 'Roland' for your characters... you should have noted that this particular ROLAND was NOT your character. On top of which... it's not like you are the only person 'Allowed' to use that particular name. Just like I can't stop another person from using the name Vixen in a thread if they choose to do so before me. It doesn't BELONG to me unless I make it mine. Does this make sense?

I will correct my mispelling of Darklord's character's name in the previous few posts if I can.

Now I'm annoyed... because I hate writing OCC posts to a story line unless absolutely necessary. But I
thought I should note my mistake.

Thanks for you patience.

M.T.
 
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ooc: I was being -silly- Moneytalks. *Pokes you* Im never serious about that sort of thing. I Dont mind if someone uses my charicters, But I do liked being told. *lol*

I Didnt know it was a mistake, and NOw I do. So lets just get to playing shall we? *Tacklehugs her* And saying hello would be nice ya know!!!
 
ooc:

:) Fine, just so we're clear. Welcome back, it IS good to see an old familiar like you back. Feel free to post as Roland... I believe he would have been considered part of the group and would probably be expected at Karrack's home for the reunion.
 
Avallyn layed her head back against her bath sighing softly as her aching muscles were soothed. Her thoughts drifted to Kelwyn, his handsome smile, his brilliant eyes, and his body.. oh his body was something else. She giggles softly at her thoughts then froze. Since when did she giggle? She shook her head and relaxed once more. It wasn't like her to be so carefree. She was usually the strong serious queen of the Amazons not some simpering love sick fool. But thats what she had been ever since she met Kelwyn. He turned her world upside down and now she missed him incredibly so. What if he had met someone? What if he was married? Oh she would most certainly die if that were the case. She sighedand closed her eyes slowly drifting off to sleep



Avallyns Dream

She was in a dark cavern and she was running from someone... or something. Evil surrounded her and she felt as if a hand was wrapped around her throat. She ran faster her muscles burning and her sight blurring. A voice came to her filled with so much hate and anger that she felt smothered by it. "Run little girl, just like your mother did before I killed her. I'll kill you to, I'll cut you up and watch you breath as your eyes lose their shine and your soul will be mine!" her legs pumped as she ran faster and faster her breath coming in short gasps. "I'll stop all of you with a flick of my wrist. It is your fate to bow to me" Avallyn looked behind her but saw noone, when she turned around however a man stood there and she had to stop short. She stopped so suddenly she tripped falling flat on her hands and knees. His finger lifted her chin "You will perish along with your friends" he chuckled and sound was like dry leaves. She shudded in revulsion and fear as his finger ran down her neck. "I think I will enjoy slaughtering your heart before I slaughter you " he turned for a moment and she felt a tear slide down her cheek. She couldn't move, her entire body was frozen. Nothing would work. "I suggest you keep your distance from him unless you want his death to be the most painful of call" she frowned then Kelwyn appeared and ran towards her but the man stopped him short. "He is weak" then he run his nail across Kelwyns throat drawing blood. "No" she moaned weakly just as the man broke Kelwyn's neck. "NO!"

Avallyn jerked awake...

Avallyn jerked awake called out Kelwyns name tears streaming down her face "Kelwyn...."
 
Avallyn layed her head back against her bath sighing softly as her aching muscles were soothed. Her thoughts drifted to Kelwyn, his handsome smile, his brilliant eyes, and his body.. oh his body was something else. She giggles softly at her thoughts then froze. Since when did she giggle? She shook her head and relaxed once more. It wasn't like her to be so carefree. She was usually the strong serious queen of the Amazons not some simpering love sick fool. But thats what she had been ever since she met Kelwyn. He turned her world upside down and now she missed him incredibly so. What if he had met someone? What if he was married? Oh she would most certainly die if that were the case. She sighed and closed her eyes slowly drifting off to sleep



Avallyns Dream

She was in a dark cavern and she was running from someone... or something. Evil surrounded her and she felt as if a hand was wrapped around her throat. She ran faster her muscles burning and her sight blurring. A voice came to her filled with so much hate and anger that she felt smothered by it. "Run little girl, just like your mother did before I killed her. I'll kill you to, I'll cut you up and watch you bleed as your eyes lose their shine and your soul will be mine!" her legs pumped as she ran faster and faster her breath coming in short gasps. "I'll stop all of you with a flick of my wrist. It is your fate to bow to me" Avallyn looked behind her but saw noone, when she turned around however a man stood there and she had to stop short. She stopped so suddenly she tripped falling flat on her hands and knees. His finger lifted her chin "You will perish along with your friends" he chuckled and the sound was like dry leaves. She shuddered in revulsion and fear as his finger ran down her neck. "I think I will enjoy slaughtering your heart before I slaughter you " he turned for a moment and she felt a tear slide down her cheek. She couldn't move, her entire body was frozen. Nothing would work. "I suggest you keep your distance from him unless you want his death to be the most painful of all" she frowned then Kelwyn appeared and ran towards her but the man stopped him short. "He is weak" then he run his nail across Kelwyns throat drawing blood. "No" she moaned weakly just as the man broke Kelwyn's neck. "NO!"

Avallyn jerked awake...

Avallyn jerked awake calling out Kelwyns name tears streaming down her face "Kelwyn...."
 
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