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Post by arwyn on Feb 27, 2009 16:53:50 GMT -5
Senor and Shanith continued into the Hadarac. They had guessed the right direction from the camps that they found aloung the way. In one such camp Senor had found an oynox ring. The oynox was set so that it resembled the yawe. He had taken this token thinking that maybe if she knew he had it, she would come after it. He didn't know how right he was.
Andril began to draw extra energy from Areil, her ring. She realized that it was gone.
OH, NO! That is one of the most realiable energy sources I have. Not to mention I need it to get into Elesmera.
I think you left it back at one of our camps. We can't afford to turn back though.
Why not?
Firstly, we are being approached. Sencondly, we are being persued. And thirdly, That persuer has the ring.
How do you know all of this?
You forget how big a power source that ring was. I could sense it from miles. The only thing is, that source should be getting harder to sense. But I sense that it is getting stronger.
Darn it!
They turned their eyes back to the approaching pair.
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Post by Tismri on Feb 28, 2009 15:51:05 GMT -5
Caedus flew deftly toward the other dragon, shining like a turquoise star in the desert. When Tenel Ka saw the other Rider, she called out to her.
"Hello friend," she called, "What brings you to this area of the desert?"
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Post by arwyn on Feb 28, 2009 15:56:41 GMT -5
"I'm reporting in to the Varden. Been captured and just escaped. I'm being persued and need to get there fast. Are they still in surda?"
Andril didn't bother giving her name. She was in a hurry and extreamly impatient.
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Post by arwyn on Feb 28, 2009 16:15:18 GMT -5
Senor decided to go a different route. he had crawled up behind Andril and seen the other dragon approaching. He heard her say she was reporting in and heard the other rider. The foreigner Tenel Ka.
Shanith agreed that they should go straight down through the empire. The girl would have to go through the desert to avoid capture. They flew to the edge of the Beors to camp for the night.
Be careful, warned Shanith, the dwarves aren't friendly towards us, and who knows what else is in the mountains.
He grunted in reply. He knew very well who or what was in these mountains, and he certaily didn't want to run into it.
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Post by arwyn on Feb 28, 2009 16:57:57 GMT -5
Andril glanced up towards the Beors as she heard screaming.
What poor creature is in so much pain? she wondered.
I don't know, but it doesn't sound friendly. said Vanidor.
Oh, Hush up! Why do I have to be the one who cares whether its friendly or not? she scolded.
(O.O.C.- Andril will most likely hunt Phyco Maniac down and try to play emontional councilor if he doesn't shut up)
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Post by arwyn on Mar 2, 2009 20:50:33 GMT -5
Uhhh... Jeriah? I kinda need to get on with my story. I need to get Andril to the Beors to find out how this is gonna work. So do you mind if I just keep her going. I'm going to post, but if you don't like the idea, I'll edit.
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Post by arwyn on Mar 2, 2009 21:05:49 GMT -5
Andril and Vanidor made their way as quickly as possible through the Hadarac. The Beor Mountains were soon in sight. They rested for the night. Andril couldn't sleep in the heat. Neither could Vanidor. Later in the night, a bolt of lightning flashed from the sky to one particular spot on the edge of the Beors.
Hmmm... How odd. said Vanidor. I think we may run into a few magicians.
Hopefully from the Varden.
I think its our persuar. The power source of Ariel has moved ahead of us.
What? Well then we should carefully approach, if they are friend we hail them, if foe we attack.
What if they are powerful?
I've delt with Shades, mad Riders, and insane elves. How hard can it be to handle one who doesn't seem to be any of the three.
Vanidor snorted. Let us be off before dawn.
They packed up and took off.
(Blod if u read this, the night is the same night that Phyco and Senor meet)
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