The Thief.

[Honey_B]

His nearness affected her. Of that, Jasmine was sure. She had shivered as much from her close proximity to him as she had from the cold. His warmth still clung to the cloak when he wrapped it around her shoulders. All at once, she was enveloped in his scent. Jasmine tried to steady her breathing. She shouldn't be reacting this way. This man, no this elf, had kidnapped her from her bed, stolen her away from everything she knew, and now held her life in his hands. She should be terrified of him, yet somehow she couldn't bring herself to be. When their eyes had met, she had been drawn to him. Drawn to the endless mystery she saw in his gaze. She shook her head in an attempt to clear it of the disturbing memory of her response. Thildemar had said they would find reach shelter soon.

 

[SixteenthRelic]

wtf?

Roan couldnt belive what he remembered in havens hell. he was dead yet he was watching thildemar and ... jasmine continue to try and fine safe shelter. he secretly whispered in his mind 'thildemar! the big guy is following your tracks. go to havens tavern and tell them prince roan said you are to be treated as a guest of honor, and tell them that u are the new king because i crowned you with honors.' thildemar suddenly looked around and thildemar nodded then continued.

 

[Ravenloft]

Thildemar:

Feeling a chill for but a moment, Thildemar looked about. It was an uneasiness in the pit of his stomach. SouthWood forest was in view now. There they could stay the night, and get much needed rest. In the morning, Thildemar knew what he must do. Roan, though a rash young lad, still had people who must be told of his death, it was only right. It saddened him that the boy met his end so young. Taking Jasmine by the arm, Thildemar spoke. "Stay at my side..." Just then, several elves showed themselves and spoke directly to Thildemar in their native tongue. "Prodigal... So you have returned?" One asked, in something less then a pleased tone. "For the night, I ask only the elders hospitality as is the right of my blood." Thildemar said coldly. "Aye, tis your right..." Growled the elf in responce. "But it is also for the Elders to grant you this, and the elders alone... Come..." And with that, Thildemar squeezed Jasmine's arm lightly, and followed behind the elves.

 

[Honey_B]

Just as he said, "Stay at my side," they were approaced. By more elves Jasmine surmised. She could sense Thildemar's tension. They spoke in a language which she could not recognize, but she watched them carefully and listened. She guessed that they would receive help, but it would be given reluctantly.

Thildemar touched her arm. Jasmine drew his cloak tighter around her body and followed silently.

 

[Ravenloft]

Thildemar:

In short order, he and Jasmine were led to a small hut crafted from the trunk of a tree. The tree still lived, and grew so tall that its highest branches could not be seen. There was movement above, within those branches... "You will stay here until the elders summon you..." One of the elves said. Then they all left, leaving Thil and Jasmine at the door to the hut. Once they were gone, Thildemar opened the door and let Jasmine enter the room. He followed in just behind her, latching the door after him. The room seemed just a touch more spacious than what it should have allowed... There was a small hearth in one corner. In the other was a large bed, and across from it a single wooden chair. In between them all was a wolf-skin carpet. An unusually LARGE wolf's skin... The fur a snowy white. Thildemar went about starting a fire in the hearth imediately. He looked over toward Jasmine, his silver hair wavering as he moved about, the teeth tied in his hair clacking together as well. though cool of color, his eyes held such darkness... A moment later he turned his gaze back to the hearth and finished setting the flame to light. He stood then and went to the wooden chair and sat, looking upon Jasmine once more. For a moment it looked as though he was about to speek, but he did not.

 

[Gilly Bean]

Tarinia:

Tarinia stood nearby, observing Thildemar and the woman he brought with him. She was not allowed to go near him, and did not know why he had come back. She, and the rest of her family, would not be upset to see him gone, never to return. She was young, but she still knew why he left before.

As they moved through the small villiage, she trailed behind, dodging behind trees, and racing through the shadows of the night. Her long silvery blond hair was tied behind her, in a single long braid, which hung to her waist. Delicate little flowers had been wove carefully into the braid that morning by her mother. She wore simple clothing, made from a violet colored fabric, which her father brought back from trading. Tarinia's large violet eyes seemed almost too large, and now, they were indeed open to thier fullest, as she took in the scene. Her parents would be upset at him coming back, she knew. He had no place here. He was not wanted, and if she had to get rid of him herself, she would. He likely would not recall her anyhow, as she was mearly a spoiled girl last he saw her. Or at least, that's what he was fond of telling her. Spoiled or not, she was no longer just a girl who would sit back and watch. Not with him.

 

[Valdimer]

Domitri Constanenov




Domitri ran, as fast as his large build would carry him, in the direction the tracks had lead him thus far. Broken twigs, branches, crunched up leaves, and a small piece of a dress, blatently told him the direction the took. Snagging the piece of cloth as he moved, he continued toward even more dense forest.

"Elves.....I can smell them." he said in his thick russian style accent. He stopped, and crouched down, conceiling himself in the brush before him. Looking over the small foot trodden path, and the tree branches above him, he pressed forward, unsheathing his sword as he moved............

 

[Gilly Bean]

Tarinia:

She sat quietly, watching the dwelling. Her eyes watched for any movement, and waited paitently. She finally climbed into a tree limb, and sat watching. With her back against the trunk, she rested. Her parents would know by now, she was sure they would. Her mother... she would be upset. Taken to tears, again, no doubt. Her father would be muttering curses and stomping around their home. Out would come his ancient dilapidated collection of weapons. She didn't need to be there to know what was happening in her absence.

Tarinia didn't even realize she had dozed off, but jerked awake suddenly, and almost fell from the tree. Looking around, she judged that she could not have been asleep long.

 

[Ravenloft]

Thildemar:

"Come over here and warm yourself girl..." Thildemar offered, motioning to the hearth as they continued to wait.

 

[Honey_B]

Jasmine

Jasmine started to shake. She couldn't remember the last time she had eaten anything. Was it last night? She put her hand to her forehead.

Alarm.

Her skin was clammy yet she was breaking out in a thin sheen of sweat. Her mind raced wildly, trying to function. The room suddenly seemed unbearably hot and she clawed at the cloak, tearing her fingernails in the process. She opened her mouth to speak, trying to tell him what she needed, what she was, but nothing came out. Her tongue felt twice its normal size.

She stumbled forward. Her fingers tried to grasp the silver chain she wore around her neck. She almost tripped on the wolf skin as she tried to get to Thildemar. She yanked hard and the small red cross pendant finally came away in her hand.

The woman slumped to her knees, her eyes becoming glassy. The cross and chain slipped from her fingers landing on the floor just before Jasmine collapsed in a heap.

 

[Ravenloft]

Thildemar:

Thildemar was on his feet the moment Jasmine stumbled forward. He barely caught her before her face struck the cold dirty ground. Turning her face up as he sunk down, resting her head in his lap he looked her over. Throwing his head upward, he called out for a healer. He knew this village well, he would not be left here, in this hut unwatched... Someone was within eyeshot of him out there, if not ear shot... He smoothed his hand across her brow as he looked over to the cross that rested in her hand. She had a thin red welt along the back of her neck from where she had ripped it free... He took it from her hand and held it up, the cord it was attached to was twisted about, so as he held it up it slowly twirled around...

 

[Honey_B]

Jasmine

Desperate. Unable to speak. Hoping someone would read the words on the back of the cross. The instructions for administering simple sugars. Read them before it was too late.

The thoughts raced through Jasmine's mind, fueled by an imbalance in her blood. Her eyelids began to close. She tried to keep her eyes open. To keep them open for a few minutes longer even as they stretched hopelessly into an eternity.

 

[Ravenloft]

Thildemar:

Catching the cross between his fingers as he found etching along the back, Thildemar drew it closer. He read it carefully. "Suger..." He said aloud as he looked down upon her face. He reached into a pouch along his belt. There were a couple of hand fulls of berries he'd collected the night before. Taking several of the berries, he rolled them between his fingers to let some of the juice flow out of them, then he pressed them to her lips, coating them with the juice. Her mouth opened slightly and he started to feed her the berries.

 

[Valdimer]

Domitri Constantenov


Domitri moved with suprising speed, and came apon the first elf. A guard....

He came apon him fast, the elf never knowing the face of his killer. The sword easily slid through and out, and the elf fell to the ground. Moving swiftly, he continued further into the elven town, trying hard to stay unseen. Coming to the more inner part of the town, Domitri quickly darted intbetween to huts, and servayed his surroundings. "Houses in trees, still night......where are you Thildemar?" he whispered to himself.......

 

[Gilly Bean]

Tarinia:

It was dark still, but getting a bit lighter in the distance. It would not be to long before dawn approached. Tarinia was getting tired, but refused to give up her 'guards' spot in the tree. She didn't like that he was back. Not at all, and the longer she had to think on it, the more the htred for him built in her, pressing against her chest, threatening to get out. He had no right to come back, none at all, she thought.

Suddenly, she heard a slight commotion, though it was not overly loud. She turned to watch silently as a shadow crept into the town. The shadow was looking for something. As it got closer, she recognized that it was a man, but knew she did not know him. She could hear he was mumbling something, but the words escaped her. She bent down to get a better look, then became alarmed as she noticed the sword in his hand, which had fresh blood dripping from its blade. Gasping, she pulled herself back against the tree, and pulled out a small dagger to hold to her chest. She was shivering, and scared now, and did not dare look to see if the small sound she made had alerted the man.

 

[Valdimer]

Domitri Constantenov


A slight russle in the trees caught Dimitri's attention. "Ahh," he said, looking up in the direction of the noise, " You, my little flower, will lead me where I need to go." he said, his deep accent comeing out in his deep voice. Moving up closer to the edge of the house, closest to the street, he looked, first one way, then the other. "Damn, to many people." he said, crouching back down. Waiting for the street to clear, as much as it would anyway, he darted across, not really caring if he was seen or not, and apon reaching the tree, sunk his finger's into the trunk, and climbed..........

 

[Honey_B]

Jasmine

Jasmine roused a little as Thildemar fed her the berries, a few at a time. Mechanically, Jasmine chewed and swallowed, feeling a little better each time she did. As the sugar levels in her bloodstream rose, her mind cleared and she looked up to see the elf's face above hers. His features unreadable.

A little shaky, she sat up. Her head swam but she was determined not to lay back down.

She began to realize what had happened. Kept without eating, pushed to the limits of her endurance, she had a blood sugar crash. The realization made her reel with anger. How dare he subject her to this risk. For what, his own hide and a stupid knife! She lashed out at Thildemar then, meaning to slap him across the face. In reality, her hand had no more force that the batting paw of a kitten.

Her feeble attempt was the crushing blow. She began to cry angry tears of frustration that quickly grew into sobs. Everything hit her full-force.

 

[Gilly Bean]

Tarinia:


Her eyes were tightly closed, but she could feel the tree start to shake a bit. Tarinia tried to hide herself, but she knew that it would be useless. Even if she could hide, he would likely find her, it WAS only a tree, after all.

Taking a deep breath, she dared to open her eyes, and peek down.

 

[Valdimer]

Domitri


Domitri pulled himself further up the tree. "My little flower, I'm coming...." he said, never taking his eyes off the elven maiden.

Reaching her, he positioned himself on a branch close to her, and leveled the point of his sword to her chest, just barely scraping the skin under her loose garments. "Now.....tell me where I may find....Thildimar, and that woman he was with......He has something that does not belong to him, and I wish to return it." he said, a smile forming on his lips.........

 

[Gilly Bean]

Tarinia:

Tarinia gasps, and ends up dropping the dagger she was carrying. It lands on the ground far below. Her violet eyes open wide as she looks at the man before her. Shaking a bit, she shakes her head no at him.

"I.. I don't know who you mean!" she tells him in a slightly higher then normal voice.

 

[Valdimer]

Domitri



Domitri let out a sigh. "Woman, lying is definatly not something you should be doing right now. Now, I ask agian.....Where is he?" he said, pulling his sword away, and leaned in close to her, looking her in the eyes.......

 

[Gilly Bean]

Tarinia:

Shaking still, she avoids his eyes. One hand is grabbing at her calf, trying to get to her concealed dagger, but she is clumsy, and not very discreet about it.

Answering softly, she asks, "Why do you want to know?"

 

[Valdimer]

Domitri



Placing a hand on her thigh, he squeezed, just enough to inflict a small amount of pain. "Dont do that agian. Not wise, my little flower. I've been poked with much worse." he said, grinning. "Now," he continued, " I want to know where he and the woman are......."

 

[Gilly Bean]

Tarinia:

She looks upward slowly, and meets his eyes. Hers are weary, and scared. Her hand drops from her calf quickly.

"You didn't answer my question."

 

[Valdimer]

Domitri


Domitri let out a heavy sigh and swiftly moved his free hand to her throat. " You are stalling, and for what, I dont know....maybe to give him some time perhaps? Now, I WANT to know where he is!" he growled, his hand closing somewhat tightly around her throat....."I'll kill you without a second thought girl. Keep that in mind when you answer me." he said.......