Official Adunian | Elendil Thread

[-♣- Ƙindled -♣- 203]

Looks to Emmanuel then to Dralex. Graveth is in shock as he sees his old friend dying. He turns once again to Emmanuel "He is an old friend Emmanuel.. don't worry." Graveth kneels down at Dralex only to shake his head, knowing that he wont survive..

Looks at the arrows seeing that they are stuck onto his back. Graveth lets a few words out as he sheds a tear "A healer once told me Dralex, if those arrows are pulled out.. you will not be able to move.. I'm sorry, Dralex.."

[Tsuyose 3285]

Sathera slowly looked back, blinking as she noticed her other friend, Dralex, she looked to the arrows, her eyes wide as memories and thought rush her mind. She over to him, narrowing her eyes as the scent of blood raises in the air, filling her nose. But she /had/ changed, she wa sure she could try and and fix him, she had been taught how to help people with wounds and such alike by Sahra... But she wasn't sure what to do here. She began a growl, an angry thought entered her, slowly standing she looked towards Torrhen, her day outside of the jungle has now been cut short. "You should.. Send a bird.. To his brother.. Or Shrike.." She turned around slowly walking away, she couldn't stay long...in case she lost herself once more. She slowly dissapeared, the falling snow covering her tracks.

::: Meanwhile :::

Adorellan slowly pulled the reigns in is horse, turning his head he swore he saw Elizabeth.. He sighs to himself, "I did that.. Without thinking.." He sighs softly, reaching his right hand into his bag, a few moments later, he pulls out a quill and some paper, he whistles for a bird as he begins to write, "Torrhen, what I said was wrong, I hope thee can forgive and forget.." A minute later, he ties the note to the birds leg, shrugging his shoulder the bird flies towards Ildon, hoping to land near or on Torrhen.

[Lego XBOX 915]

The cry of a falcon is heard in the sky above the residence of House Elendil. Suddenly, a night black falcon swoops down from the sky dropping a small scroll bearing the Issinardo Klaren seal at the rookery. The rooker on duty gives it to a runner that takes it to the closest figure of authority. It reads,

Karinay House Elendil, since the recent and unfortunate events which have occurred in Oren, our annexation to Malinor and furthermore the complete lack of communication between our two families, we have decided that we are no longer to be considered your vassal house, neither did we ever think we were such. However, we shall remain allies if the need arises. Long life to those remaining true to the ways of Old Artorus Elendil.

~Signed Goroth Klaren, Aenar of Malin's Gorge, Nol of Klarens'Nolurd, Nardo of Issinardo'Klaren & Overseer of the Velul.

The note ends with the stamp of Issinardo Klaren.

[-♣- Ƙindled -♣- 203]

Slams his hand in the ground, the pain flows thru his body but he ignores it and yells out to the public "We have to take the risk." Graveth raises up standing on both legs as once again the cold wind hits his face.. As he points to one of the guards and orders him to find a healer "You, find a healer.." Graveth does not have much power in Ildon but he sees this as an exception.

He kneels down besides Dralex again looking at him and then he looks at Emmanuel and says to him

"If this guard won't find a healer.. will you do the honour?" He then again looks at Dralex

[dandan1350 479]

Dralex - The light.

Dralex groans as he looks up to the towering figure. Mouthing out a simple two words. "Help me." Sweat pours from his brow, the pain now finally causing him to black out as his fever gets to work affecting his unstable life further.

Emmanuel - A guardians true power.

Emmanuel slowly lowers himself to his knee's, looking over Dralex he places a gauntlet on the first arrow. Ripping it from his back he moves to the next arrow, also ripping it from his back. He drops the two bloodied arrows before pressing his gauntlet on the wound.

"Bandages."

[-♣- Ƙindled -♣- 203]

Looks around seeing noone to help with the bandages

and he realizes he got plenty at the Ildon manor. "Emmanuel, i'll get those bandages!" He raises up and runs towards the manor, to return with four three feet long bandages.. He slides as he kneels fastly besides Emmanuel. Graveth hands over two of the four bandages not saying a word.

[dandan1350 479]

Emmanuel - A guardians true power.

Emmanuel takes the bandages as he continues his silence, placing the bandages down beside him he begins to take off Dralex's trench coat, after taking off the coat he grips two creases of his shirt with his metal gauntlets, ripping it apart.

Looking up he sees a single flickering torch struggling to stay alive, standing up he rips it from his holder before kneeling down to him again. Moving to torch to the first arrow wound he gives it a quick shake, the embers of the torch elegantly falling from the torch before landing down on the skin, a light singe heard. The skin quickly begins to sear together, cleansing the wound of any infections he moves to the second wound doing the same. After melting the second wound shut he lowers the torch.

Moving his gauntlet to the third arrow he grips it and yanks it from his thigh, then gripping the one lodged in his hidden blade he yanks it from his arm. Blood spurting onto his tabard as it stains his gilded iron armour.

Picking up the torch again he sears the thigh wound shut before, again. Dropping the torch shaking his helmet as a feel of sorrow clouds behind his helmet. Moving his left hand to Dralex's head, then his right to his neck feeling a weak pulse.

"I fear he will not make it..."

[SebastianA500 17]

Anarion hearing the news from a bird of his father was injured he calls his close Friend Castir Ravenwood to ride to Ildon and check on his Father. They get onto their large black horses and ride through the cold winter forest.

[-♣- Ƙindled -♣- 203]

Graveth shivers lightly as the blood hits his chest..

he looks at Emmanuel with shiny eyes and lets out some words with a low saddened voice

"Is he not goin' to make it.. Emmanuel..?"

Tears starts to run along Graveth's chin as he turns to look at Dralex once more ...

"You helped me alot when i were young.. Dralex, only if i would just have helped you as much, i guess its only one thing todo now.." Graveth puts his hand to Dralex's neck and feels a slow pulse..

He turns to look at Emmanuel with a cold expression and say in a single tone "Don't let him suffer anymore." He stands up slowly..

[dandan1350 479]

Emmanuel - The guardian knows no defeat.

Emmanuel shakes his head in defiance, gripping Dralex's sides he hefts him up and over his shoulder determined to not see another one fall. He begins to think to himself.

["I'll need tea, water, blankets and rags. We'll beat the fever you damned man."]

Emmanuel begins to walk in his heavy armour, each footstep seemingly unaffected by the 7,2" elf on his shoulder as his boot meets the cobblestone his cloud of darkness overwhelms him again. Walking to the barracks slowly. Once Emmanuel reached the barracks he headed upstairs, ignoring anyone who tried to stop him before slowly lowering him onto a bed. He then goes to fetch the supplies needed.

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Dralex - Failure at its finest.

Dralex groans softly, turning in his bed as he awakes from his blackout. His back and thigh flaring with pain as sweat continues to drip down his brow, his body hot and sweaty almost sticks to the itchy guardsman's sheets.

His vision continues to blur as he hears faint words slowly approach his ears, a small vision blocking out the rest of his eyesight. A vision of his father.

"Ye' damn failure... Couldn't even catch your brothers killers." Dralex's father says in disgust before spitting, the image begins to fade as Dralex claws at him to return but to no avail. His vision blurs again as the fever takes hold yet again. He slowly falls asleep just as he seems the armoured giant approach him with his supplies.

[Goldd 126]

Sathera slowly looked back, blinking as she noticed her other friend, Dralex, she looked to the arrows, her eyes wide as memories and thought rush her mind. She over to him, narrowing her eyes as the scent of blood raises in the air, filling her nose. But she /had/ changed, she wa sure she could try and and fix him, she had been taught how to help people with wounds and such alike by Sahra... But she wasn't sure what to do here. She began a growl, an angry thought entered her, slowly standing she looked towards Torrhen, her day outside of the jungle has now been cut short. "You should.. Send a bird.. To his brother.. Or Shrike.." She turned around slowly walking away, she couldn't stay long...in case she lost herself once more. She slowly dissapeared, the falling snow covering her tracks.

::: Meanwhile :::

Adorellan slowly pulled the reigns in is horse, turning his head he swore he saw Elizabeth.. He sighs to himself, "I did that.. Without thinking.." He sighs softly, reaching his right hand into his bag, a few moments later, he pulls out a quill and some paper, he whistles for a bird as he begins to write, "Torrhen, what I said was wrong, I hope thee can forgive and forget.." A minute later, he ties the note to the birds leg, shrugging his shoulder the bird flies towards Ildon, hoping to land near or on Torrhen.

*Elizabeth sighs at Adore. Her black hair flows in the cold breeze with her dress. She begins to talk to him in exasperation.*

"Adore... Just stop... If you ask me go back to being just a knight... This is truly getting a little out of hand... I don't know exactly what you did but I have a hunch it is going to end up bad this time. Just at least calm down and come home for coffee..."

[Hanrahan 2983]

A peculiar and new wave of Marching music has been re-introduced to the Adunians, from times of old, the grand sound of Massed Pipes and drums not heard for hundreds of years, now ring strong, loud and true over the walls of Winterhold, Ildon.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZOPxY3EM9I4

[Tsuyose 3285]

Adorellan narrows his eyes slowly looking back towards Ildon. He was starting to become rebellios, he hasn't even released. He sighs to himself, tugging on his left reign, the horse slowly turns, he reached down to Elizabeth with his right hand, gripping hers tight. "Hold on tight." He managed to pull her up on the horse, wrapping her arms around his chest for safety, he then gave his horse a light squeeze to the stomach with his feet, before giving a strog one. The horse then begins a fast gallop, riding fast to Ildon, he gripped the reigns tightly as the horse galloped into Ildon, the guards narrowing there eyes, some even daring to step out in an attempt to stop him, but he would not, the guards only stepped away at the last second, fear of being hurt. He tugged on the reigns lightly, stopping in the town square, but... To his horror, he sees his brother on the floor, narrowing his eyes, he looks around for Torrhen, "Who did this!?" He shouts, letting Elizabeth slip off the horse gently, he then gets off his horse, following the armoured man. His eyes narrowed, his face red with anger, but his eyes filled with fear for his brother.

[Snake Plissken 637]

Thorenir Elendil released the draw-string and let the arrow fly forth from his bow. He watched as it planted itself into the neck of deer fleeing across the clearing, causing it to fall lifelessly to the ground in a spray of blood. He slowly walked out across the clearing to where the animal lay, sighing in relief that he had finally found a clear shot at the creature he'd been tracking. He'd never been hunting this far in the west before, the landscape was foreign to him, and yet he still felt comfortable in it. He'd grown to hate cities, civilization, people. He found his only comfort in hunting and the wilds, but in the days of being High Thane of Westfall, he found little time to get away from it all. Steps away from the deer, Thorenir heard an odd noise. The sound of something cracking or snapping. He looked around frantically, trying to locate the source from which this sound had come. He stood for several minutes in the same spot, moving only his head and eyes, waiting for the sound's source to revel itself. But the sound did not return. Thorenir gave up, deciding it must have simply been a dead tree collapsing. He took another step forward towards the deer, and at that moment he realized what the sound had been. The snow before him gave way and he fell deep into the water below, his weapons and clothing dragging him down into the dark abyss. Thorenir went wild, tearing off all that he could spare to lighten his load. Once he had reduced himself to only his underclothes, accompanied by his father's coat and sword, Thorenir began the swim back to the surface of the frozen lake. Yet, he could not find the hole with which he had entered. Quickly running out of breath, Thorenir began to look for any exits from the lake. Then he saw it; there was an opening in the side of the lake, probably leading to a cave. Without any other options, Thorenir began to swim for his life towards the opening, and into the cave beyond. Once inside, he swam upwards to where the water resided into a small cavern. The moment he emerged from the icy water Thorenir flung himself onto the ice-coated cave floor, heaving himself out of the pool that led down into the lake. After several minutes of coughing and spluttering on the cave floor, Thorenir felt ready to stand and investigate his surroundings, but upon heaving himself up into the darkness, Thorenir was met only by the cave's low ceiling. The speed of his ascent into it causing him to fall back down onto the floor, unconscious. After some time, the water in his clothes began to freeze to his skin, forming an icy cocoon around Thorenir's body. More water splashed up onto him from the icy pool, and soon his entire body encased in the icy shell that had formed around it. And all the while, Thorenir slept, seemingly dead to the world above...

[Goldd 126]

Adorellan narrows his eyes slowly looking back towards Ildon. He was starting to become rebellios, he hasn't even released. He sighs to himself, tugging on his left reign, the horse slowly turns, he reached down to Elizabeth with his right hand, gripping hers tight. "Hold on tight." He managed to pull her up on the horse, wrapping her arms around his chest for safety, he then gave his horse a light squeeze to the stomach with his feet, before giving a strog one. The horse then begins a fast gallop, riding fast to Ildon, he gripped the reigns tightly as the horse galloped into Ildon, the guards narrowing there eyes, some even daring to step out in an attempt to stop him, but he would not, the guards only stepped away at the last second, fear of being hurt. He tugged on the reigns lightly, stopping in the town square, but... To his horror, he sees his brother on the floor, narrowing his eyes, he looks around for Torrhen, "Who did this!?" He shouts, letting Elizabeth slip off the horse gently.

*Elizabeth smiles slightly as he rides with her. The girls black hair flows back as they ride, but it does not get in Adore's face as he is quite tall. She slips off the horse as Adore looks to his brother. Her hand goes over her mouth and she emits a slightly gasp. The girl's silver eyes turn grim and very worried thinking this could end even worse.*

"Oh dear..."