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Post by taran on Aug 23, 2008 13:49:48 GMT -5
Taran wrapped his arms around Aethelwyne, pulling her into him. Leaning down, he gave her slight kiss, then took her hand.
"Let us go walk for a moment, to enjoy the day for its beauty. But just remember," he said to her. "You are the light in my life, I need no sun to light my path."
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Post by micaylah on Aug 23, 2008 13:58:14 GMT -5
"Taran your love lights my way through even the darkest night." She spoke softly feeling her love for him growing even more powerful. Aethelwyne walked with Taran. Just outside of the cave entrance was a small path leading up the mountain.
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Post by taran on Aug 23, 2008 14:07:38 GMT -5
Taran walked with Aethelwyne up the mountain, taking slow steps, enjoying her presence. The green trees swayed in a light breeze, the sun casting many shadows throughout the land. Few clouds dotted the purest blue sky, a crisp sight in his eyes. Stopping near a large rock hanging over the side of the mountain, Taran took her in his arms, holding her as they looked out over the vast landscape.
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Post by micaylah on Aug 23, 2008 17:04:23 GMT -5
Nashante smiled as the vision of Galbatorix faded from her view. Redemption in his eyes. 'All I have to do is get one of them and the other will follow, of that I am sure. Love,' she thought as a snarl creased her lip, 'a weakness leading those in its grasp through life with the blindness of fools. Let us see how strong their love is compared to the power of my Lord, Galbatorix!'
She prepared her things and set out toward Uru'baen. She would begin her hunt in the place where it would end.
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Aethelwyne, held in Taran's embrace, looked out over the land below. Her love for him is what would truly make her strong she thought as the breeze gently caressed her skin, blowing gently through her hair. She wrapped her arms around his as they looked out over the day together. "I was never whole until I met you. You have filled my life with the light and strength of your love. How can I ever thank you?" Her voice was soft and melodious. The breeze seemed to pick up on the feeling of their love, carrying it in a gentle song over all of Alagaesia itself.
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Post by taran on Aug 23, 2008 19:43:54 GMT -5
Taran smiled, then gently kissed her head.
"I know, love, because you have also effected me so. Whatever darkness lies ahead, we will pull it screaming into the light!" he said softly, but with a stern determination in his voice.
OOC: mica, you can have them go back to the "home" or you can have them do something else, its up to you. and i couldnt help it with the pulling it screaming thing, lol.
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Post by micaylah on Aug 23, 2008 21:43:25 GMT -5
Taran and Aethelwyne walked slowly back down the mount to their Sanctuary. As night fell they lay quietly in each others loving embrace. Taran’s breathing was slow and steady as she watched him sleeping. Kissing him softly on his forehead, she whispered “I love you, my husband.” Leaving him, she went and pulled the black gown on that she had prepared earlier in the day. Its secrets hidden well inside. Contacting Domia she told him what she had planned.
‘Aethelwyne this is madness! What are you thinking?’ his voice screamed at her so loudly in her head she had to put her hands up against her ears but it did little good. ‘Edoc'sil! Still your tongue! Please. If I can get to Narth and the King perhaps I can save Taran. I have to try. Now, promise me in the Ancient Language that you will not alert him until he awakens. Then do whatever he asks of you. Please Doc! I beg of you!’ The purple dragon could feel the resolve in her words. Knowing it was no use trying to reason with her, he reluctantly agreed.
Aethlewyne proceeded to the ledge of Sanctuary. Sitting upon the ground she consecrated the corners and proceed to call out to the moon. In a soft, chanting, melodic voice she sang her request to the Heavens. ‘I call to one in time of need, help me now my love to free. Take me from this time and place, bring me to another space.’ With that she waited to see if her call would be answered and whether it be friend or foe. She stood and kept her hand on the hilt of her sword, just in case. Standing on the side of the mountain, her long white hair flowed in the breeze as a look of resolve and determination crept over her face.
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Post by wiana on Aug 23, 2008 21:56:47 GMT -5
Eli started from sleep at a strange summons. Words echoed musically through the air, almost tangible. Curiosity overwhelmed agitation and she closed her eyes, sensing where the music came from. Then with a single word in the Ancient Language, she teleported.
She found herself standing beside a young woman with long white(ooc: is that right?) hair and violet eyes. The woman wore a lovely gown that fit her beautifully. Elianora noticed the beauty of the girl and raised an eyebrow. "What do you need of me?" she asked.
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Post by micaylah on Aug 23, 2008 22:06:23 GMT -5
Cautiously Aethelwyne looked at the woman. She spoke to her in the ancient language. "I am Aethelwyne. I seek help to get to Uru'baen. I mean you no harm. Can you promise me the same?"
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Post by wiana on Aug 23, 2008 22:16:16 GMT -5
"I will help you," Elianora responded in the Ancient Language. "And I will not harm you. If we go to Uru'baen, I might know someone who might help. Let us go. Grab my arm."
(OOC: go ahead and when Aethel grabs the arm or shoulder, or whatever, you can say "Elianora whispered a few words in the Ancient Language, and the air seemed to explose around them. Then they were in Uru'baen." Or whatever floats your boat.)
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Post by micaylah on Aug 23, 2008 22:24:20 GMT -5
Aethelwyne, thankful for the help of this stranger, reached out to touch her shoulder. "What is your name my new found friend?" she asked just as the air around her started to shimmer and she felt the pull of the magic take her.
Doc feeling the sudden disappearance of his Rider yelled out 'Aethelwyne!' but it was too late. She was gone. 'I promised her I wouldn't tell Taran until he woke but I did not promise that I would not wake him!' With that Edoc'sil began pounding into the side of the cave with his mighty tail.
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Post by wiana on Aug 23, 2008 22:33:40 GMT -5
"I am Elianora," she said as they appeared in Uru'baen. She felt back across the line of magic she'd just created and frowned. "You, my friend, might be having some trouble soon. Lead me where you will, and I will help you."
(OOC: you lead, I follow. BTW exactly where are we?"
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Post by micaylah on Aug 23, 2008 22:40:06 GMT -5
Elianora had transported them right outside of the King's palace itself. (OOC: Does that answer your question?) "Elianora, my new friend I have much to repay you for but I fear I have a dangerous task to ask of you. In the King's stable is a great white horse. His name is Narth and he is companion of my beloved Taran. Can you rescue him and set him free to find Taran? Tell him to go to the forest near Furnost and we will find him there. Can you do this my friend? I must make contact with the King and you will be safer on the dangerous task that I ask of you than with me." Aethelwyne shared with her the feelings of her love for Taran and his for her. She showed her how this love had changed her life from that of the assassin coven and how they were now hunted because of it. "If you will do this for me I will be in your debt. And I do not take my debts lightly." She watched for Elianora's answer.
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Post by wiana on Aug 23, 2008 22:43:38 GMT -5
Elianora let the images slide through her mind and nodded. "Do you know exactly where the horse is? I can magic in and out without a problem." She grasped Aethelwyne's hand and looked her in the eye. "Tell, my young friend, will you return? Should I wait after freeing the horse?"
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Post by micaylah on Aug 23, 2008 22:52:35 GMT -5
Looking into Elianora's eyes she saw concern. Taran's love had opened her up to trusting people. "My friend. I thank you for your help. The horse should be in the stable at the northen edge of the castle. I ask that you go with him so that if something happens to me you can alert Taran and find help." She grasped Elianora's hand tightly. "I can never thank you enough for your help!" Turning to make ready to face Galbatorix, Aethelwyne left into the night trusting that Elianora would free Narth and escape unharmed.
She walked into a secluded area and proceeded to sanctify and protect her space. She put up all of the protection blocks known to her. Taking a deep breath, she felt Taran's mark glowing upon her chest. Finding deeper strength in his love for her she prepared to project herself to the King. She felt his love deep inside her. She thought back to a thought she had heard him ponder..."'What else has happened because of our bond?' He knew there was a great strength there, but there was something else, not a weakness but not a strength, it was something that was a very part of his being." She found strength and appeared to Galbatorix in ethereal form.
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Post by wiana on Aug 23, 2008 22:56:14 GMT -5
Elianora focused, using her magic as feelers. Several minutes passed before she found the horse. She teleported to him, and then used the Ancient Language to make him understand that she was a friend and meant him no harm. She listened for any noise of guards. When silence met her sharp ears, she pulled herself up onto the horse and teleported them back to where she and Aethelwyne had started. Then she made her way to her new friend's home, using magic as a guide.
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