Winter's Wonder(Open)

[renea]

Tasalae

The gentle breeze went over the valley with ease, the deep snow was easy to see for many leagues until it ended at the forest edge, where ever that came into place. The sky was flooded with dark gray clouds that held the snow that would fall soon enough. No animals could be seen in the area, but there was proof that they had been out in the deep snow, looking for the grass under the snow and anything that might help them survive this cold, harsh winter. It was not doubt that people were going through the valley, wagon trails could be seen carved into the snow, making a path towards the cities and it was feet below the snow, giving a path to walk on.

She pulled her white clock over her shoulders, her body moved through the snow, her cloak was different then most cloaks, but it was beautiful. It held a thicker look to it, in fact, it looked like wolf pelt from wolves that lived way up north. The cloak was made by skilled hand and it made people look twice as the young woman went by without a word to them, of course, right now, no eyes looked at her, she just walked, as if she knew where she was going, but honestly, she was just walking, she enjoyed walking to much to quit sometimes and she was heading south, hoping to get a few supplies before she head south east and then south again to Surda. Her body did not seem to slow as she walked at a normal pace, it just moved straight down the path, no turning off course and no turning around to look behind her. Her cloak was closed around her, no one could see her body, only her lips.

She stopped finally, the sound of the howling wind caused her to turn her head to the north, removing the hood from her head and looked at the darken gray sky. Her emerald eyes were focused on the clouds, studied them intensely before she allowed a smile to grace her lips. Her hair was pulled back into a braid that went over loose hair and some flared into the wind. It was silk like, moving like a feather before she pulled hand long fingers to her hood and pulled it around her shoulders and over her head, hiding her face once again. If anyone had saw her, they would notice a difference in her that only people would see. Her ears were slanted back and they held a point at the top. She was a elf, it was easy to see, and she held that to herself as she moved back to the south and walked with ease.

Tasalae was not someone you wanted to catch of guard, her cloak flared out now as she moved around her more, allowing the cold breeze to through and hit her tight brown clothing. Her hands were hidden by the brown gloves, her torso was hidden by a tight shirt that was long sleeved and curved to her body. Her hips held a brown leather belt that held a silver blade pommel next to her right hand, the pommel held a few small gems and a dragon's head which she had forged many years ago. Up her gloves were hidden two long daggers that were meant for throwing or cutting a throat with ease. Her legs were covered by a pair of right trousers that were brown and her feet were covered with tough brown leather. She was a true sight, but she pulled the white cloak around her body, hiding everything about her as she moved down the road.

[~X~Cali~*]

~Leva~

Crushing the soft snow beneath her feet as she ran through the snowy forest, Leva looked back hearing the shouts of men in the trees. Knowing the men following her had a decent tracker only made her more desperate for an escape from them, stopping to catch her breath …it’s been two days & still they hunt me… the thought made her wince as she leaned against a short trunk of a dead tree & looked back fearing to see the tell tale signs of her cunning pursuers,
Nothing.
She gave a short sigh relief, but it was short lived because she knew the next shout won’t be too far away … I have to lose them, I’m so tired… rubbing her hands over her slanted ears from the biting frost, looking around she tried to think of something to give her a head start. Leva forced her legs forward & she started through the snow again. Normally she would have fought of any people that came across her path, but these ones seemed skilled & then their numbers grew too numerous. The men that pursued her now had started out as four stepping into a small meadow leva had used as a place of meditation, but she had made nothing of it, the men seemed like they were hunting for animals.

Leva had greeted them friendly enough hiding her blue purple skin under her hood & the soft leather gloves she now wore, but as they neared her they started to smile in a way she knew meant trouble. Leva didn’t worry because she could easily evade four men, but just as the thought had crossed her mind twenty more men stepped out from behind the trees. She had cursed under her breath to have gone so deep into her dance of meditation that she didn’t hear them coming. Leva was only surprised for a second before she slowly moved out her feet into a ready stance, she needed to get away & fast. She knew was fortunate because the men walked in pairs which meant gaps. She had sprung into sideways leap bringing in a hand placing it below her & pressed with all her strength throwing her into the air with a flip landing solidly against one of the men knocking him to ground, leva had quickly threw a hand to the falling man’s shoulder & sent herself over him & into the open. She broke off into a flat run into the forest, knowing her skills in the wild would soon lose any, but her hopes were dashed later that after she had used the trees to try & confuse them after backtracking enough with our own tracks & jumping into a tree.

She had thought they had lost her after that but instead she heard them coming still after a couple of hours, Leva couldn’t imagine how but they had found her trail somehow & still followed her.
Now after two days Leva’s legs were going numb & she needed rest. As she run through the snowy forest she could see a road & she could only hope that there was help somewhere close by, but a small part of her knew there the chances were slim that someone would help a blue purple skinned elf…

And then she felt a sharp stab of pain that shot through her leg, looking down she could only watch in horror as she saw a sharp piece of a hidden branch of a dead tree protruding through her the side of her leg “Noooo! No… Not now…” Leva took one of her silver daggers & cut the branch shorter so she could pull it out. She took a leather strap of her cloak & placed it into her mouth & pulled with what strength she had left, Agony ripped through her leg as the piece of wood came free. She bit into the strap & tied a piece of cloth from her satchel around the wound knowing she can’t afford to lose more blood. Feeling drained Leva started to hobble towards the road, knowing that she had to take a chance; otherwise she will surely be captured. Leva was not far from the road anymore but each step took blow on her & her precious lifeblood was seeping into the cloth, she took another step & could barely feel the pain anymore, everything was looking & feeling surreal to her, even the woman in the white cloak seemed unreal & she breathed to the figure “Hide me,.. it’s not safe…” not caring what happened to her as she gave in to unconsciousness & her exhausted body fell into the snow next to the road….

OOC:~Hope you don't mind me joining? but I'm bored & I was in the mood to do a thread again with my elf~

[renea]

Tasalae

Shouting Men? Her emerald eyes turned from where they had been watching the road to the forest to her left. She had stayed on the trail and it was leading her next to a forest. She watched, waiting, the smell of blood, sweat, and another of her own kind could be found and the sound of men and running was easily heard. She pulled her own sword from her belt, the silver blade easy to see, the dragon pommel glimmered in the sun as she waited, watching, listening.

A figure ran through the trees, wounded animal like coming towards her. Tasalae caught her as she stumble, the voice low but there. “Hide me,.. it’s not safe…” She narrowed her eyes as the young elf fell into darkness, still breathing. She removed the thick cloak, covering her body, hiding her in the snow and white cloak with ease before she turned towards the forest. She was a strong elf, she had trained for many years with magic and the sword, this was something she had done in many battles.

"She went this way! Come on boys, this is the day, the king will take us in with open arms and give us all plenty of gold," The voices were deep, rusty, and gross to all comparison. She growled slightly and held her sword with ease, pulled one dagger with a loose hand and watching as the men came from the forest, many bulky men bundled in clothing. She had returned her sword, holding the dagger in her hand as her black hair fluttered behind her.

"What are fine men like you doing, running in a forest and into a field without even a sense of caution, do you not know of the dangers of approaching so loud and carelessly," She said, her voice was like a brook, beautiful, smooth, and easily told to be a elf if that is what you were looking for. The men stood, looking at her figure, her beauty invading them. She saw evil smiled land on some faces, their thoughts easily read as ugly ones, wanting nothing more then to remove her layer of clothing. "Such thoughts should be killed off." She said as she looked at two of the men, her lips forming silent words, their bodies froze before they landed on the ground, dead...

The leader looked at his two men and then back at the women, his face red with anger. "Elves do not belong in this world, they should die." She laughed, her body did not move, she just looked at him. She saw a man moving around, her hand moved to point to him, her lips voicing silent words as he froze, but he did not fall dead.

"Last I check in history, Elves allowed you worthless beings to live among us," She said before she turned her hand, causing the man to gasp for air. She pushed her hand slightly, sending him back many yards, causing him to land, coughing up blood.

[~X~Cali~*]

~Leva~ & other

Sweet bliss one could call the unconscious mind, an escape to the shadows of the world. Leva woke up again in this place, this dark place that has come to make a home in her mind, As she walk in on the clouds of she sees the mountains she had once called home. Caressing the image as if it was something soft & real, foot for foot she walked towards the next thing a large desert. A feeling of the unknown came over the elf, but yet some excitement of finding a new world after so many years. Leva startled as flashes of images of battle erupted from the dunes, though she did not feel frightened because this was where she fought alongside the first elves she had seen in more than half a century.
Then from the battle images the dunes shot into view again gliding over the desert sand, going faster & faster till suddenly a great forest stretch out before her, the elf smiled at the images, she had found that which was stolen from her when she was just small elf child, her home amongst the trees…

“Levanna, please don’t go there. You will only get hurt again; it’s time for you to wake up. You’re not safe” Leva turned to the voice knowing it was a voice she knew, but couldn’t remember. Confused she asked into the darkness of the dream “Who are you?” but the voice didn’t answer the question, only said “Wake up leva…”

Suddenly Leva’s cheek &brow burned from something, she tried to wipe it off but her hands were under her body, slowly but certain she woke up knowing what burned her cheeks was the snow. Moving her tired body to get an arm free made her groan, she moved her hand to touch her headband feeling it had a warmth to it ...odd... Shaking her head she quickly picked up what seemed to be a white cloak. As she her eyes adjusted to the bright snow she saw a lone figure fighting off many, Leva quickly jumped up & gasped as she felt pain suddenly rip through the wound in her leg. Steeling herself she drew her silver dagger & sprang towards one of the men that were trying to come around to the back to attack the other elf!

Leva stabbed into the back of the man lodging the blade between bones, making him scream in agony. But before she could get her blade free a aggressor came from the side swinging a blade at her. Leva’s first instinct saved her from the blow as she swung the man she had stabbed in the direction of the coming attack ducking as she saw the blade dig into the man. Leva quickly with a great pull recovered her silver dagger &rushed to the side of the elf finishing of another man. Leva nodded in thanks to the other elf as she turned to regard her. Leva & the other elf stood there as the remaining ten men stood there some with expressions of revenge on their faces & others with unsure expressions, leva glanced to her ally & said “ready?” …

ooc: Sorry it took so long, but my time is a bit limited sometimes.// Hope you like it

[renea]

Tasalae
She saw, from the corner of her eye, the cloak move, which meant the other elf was waking. She could use the help, but at the same time, she was not scared to take on the many before her. She watched the man coughing blood, the leader raging mad as she pulled her own sword from her belt, the dragon formed pommel was beautiful, held the ice blue stones in the eyes, along the teeth, and laced through the silver work. It was a beautiful work of art, with a deadly purpose. She felt the other elf, her body moving quickly and the sound of agony ripping through the man whom had come behind her... Tasalae did not flinch at the sound.

Two came towards them, one towards the elf beside her and the other towards herself. She moved aside quickly, plunging her silver blade into his back, using her foot to kick him from her, allowing her blade to run with crimson blood before she turned her body towards the men. She was joined by the other elf, seeing the nod of Thank, Tasalae smiled, which only made the men before them confused as to why a woman would be smiling in the middle of a attack. Ten men were before her and Tasale dropped her sword, still holding the pommel as she looked at the men. "Ready?" She looked at the elf, a smile widening on her lips once more before she nodded.

Her hand shot down the blade, plunging inches into the ground before her hands went to her wrist in a 'X' formation and two daggers flew from her hands as she sent her arms forward. The dragon head pommel daggers were identical to the blade and plunged deep into the chest of the men beside the leader. She retrieved her blade from the ground, looking at the remained eight as the two fell to the ground. "Who wishes to come forward and face me." She said, her voice held amusement as she looked at the eight men, who were honestly no match for two elves with great magical powers.