Role Play Forum Fantasy World

Faeron- If it meant I could possibly see the spirits of my parents, then I was up for this. "I'm willing to try it still Luna." I say.----Elvira- I sigh and sink back into the grass. This part hadn't been burn by the fire so the trees and grass was green and there were flowers. I made the flowers start to shake from side to side in a lil dance. And then I did the same with the grass. The trees branches started to sway as well and I looked at vines in the tree in front of me. I lifted my hands as I started to hum an old elven song and made the vines come over to me. I made them into different shapes as I hummed. I went from a flying dragon to a prancing horse to finally a group of dancing elves as I ended the song. As I stopped, everything grew still and quiet. The birds didn't even start back with their songs.

Luna: "good," I say, "But first, we must get food into you." I lead him into the main fortress, "fresh clothes would be good also, don't you think? Elven clothes are softer then silk."

I look up and see steel enter my eyes "I will find him." I growl "I will find him. And I will make Rayne pay for everything he's done." I grit my teeth as my back pains me and my vision goes red. I wait until the fit passes and grab my staff, throwing on my cloake. "I'm going to find him, and I'm going to make Rayne pay." I ignore the fact that I only had a fraction of my power and was practically crippled. "I am going to do this, no matter what."

Faeron- "Sounds good to me." I say smiling. The clothes did sound nice. And food sounded even better.----Elvira- I had stayed with my eyes closed, listening to the quiet and all. I heard footsteps and looked back, seeing Breeze. I see the determination in her eyes and know where she's going. "Your going after Rayne aren't you?" I say

"No." I tell her, and keep going as fast as my body would allow "I'm going to find Meanor, then find and kill Rayne."

Elvira- "But your still hurt. Here let me go with you and help you." I say running up to her.

"If I'm hurt, well, I'm hurt." I pull out my sword from my cape and buckle it on as I walk "If you come, you have to promise to follow directions, specifically those concerning battles of any sort, understand?"

Elvira- "Why can't I ever fight?" I ask shaking my head

"I didn't say you couldn't fight." I correct her "I just said to listen and follow orders in one." I give a half-smile "You didn't think I wasn't going to let you just sit around and play poor, weak, pitiable elf maid, did you?"

Elvira- "Well that's how others seem to portray me as." I say

"Well, next time they try to do that, either sock 'em in the face, or get 'em in the groin." I give a chuckle "That's how I got them to listen. You don't want to know how many heros' noses ended up broken. By the way, if you hit them downstairs just right, a bass can hit high soprano, tenors go into opera." I tell her with a smile.

Elvira- I smile back. "I'll remember that."

"One thing: What weapon do you use?" I ask "And how many can you use? I can teach you what you don't, and help you practice the ones you know, but I have to know what I'm working with first."

Elvira- " I think I'm fine on my bow and arrows." I say, remembering how I was the best she-elf archer in the land. "I can always use extra practice with my sword. Lets see there's my twin daggers too and my knives. My magic of the earth and plants can be a weapon." I say laughing some.

"Okay, now I have a starting point. Just try not to use your magic to much when you fight, it draws on your energy and makes you slower. Sometimes, just being a second slower gets you killed." I tell her "Bow and arrow may be your go-to weapon for distance fighting, but for most of the fights we'll get into you're going to need another close-range weapon that fits you perfectly." I think for a moment "I'd like to add a new weapon to your arsenal: a staff. We'll fashion one later, if you'd like."

Elvira- "Like a bow staff right?" I ask her.

I nod "By the time I'm done with you, you'll be able to fight with an old rake handle and survive. You may find it interesting that most warriors with power over the earth and plants choose the staff as a weapon, it kinda helps them stay in touch with the earth. They'd rather use a good, strong staff of wood than a cold steel blade."

Elvira- "ok. But why are you training me Breeze? I'm not your pupil; Faeron is."

"Why am I training you? Well, you want to be able to help kick Rayne's sorry behind, don't you?"

Elvira- "Well yes. Ok then when do we start?" I say looking at her