Post by Aidan Furey on Jul 20, 2006 15:52:36 GMT -5
:::A Blackened armed handful of men, only about twelve cross the river separating the borders of Aethenu and Mittlemarch. The rider that stuck out the most, was the one riding the red haired warhorse. It's feathered fur around its hooves to its broad figure. Furey sat attop of the horse as they trampled through the cold blue river. Furey turned back to look at the rest of the men following him as he followed the three that were infront of him. It was a life.. He thought, a life he couldn't get enough of... he was a Lord... yet, he wanted to be free of his nobility. Better still Furey thought to himself.. the time he gets he spends with his comrads... with only three weeks to spare, the Dragoons were coming to meet at the cross roads of Aethenu, to watch over the trading markets. And to be peace keepers incase, a centaur raid should arrive from the lands further south. Furey and his horse crossing gingerly and up the river bank stopped off the side, waiting for the rest of his comrads, Zaron chatting with Graybeard about cookign habits. Quiet Rune, taking in everything he passed. Nictmar and Leander fighting about who's sword cuts cleaner, Frost, Atreus, Firoth, and Berrok bringing up the rear. Taos, farther ahead of the company, had let out a short whistle, indicating he had a contact. Quickly everyone went ice-cold, Bishop signalled to Furey and Rune. Both men gallopped forward, setting themselves along Militis and Bishop. Instructions were given, to observe, and harrass if they were foe. Both Rune and Furey gave a short salute and were off. Still not knowing of Taos's exact position, Rune and Furey continued on into a small clearing. Both men halted, Furey looked to Rune with a smile::
Furey: I cannae get enough this...
Rune: *Shakes his head* You and I both, plan?
Furey: Well, If I know Taos'he didn't sound a call for nothin' So my suggestion would be to ride in hard, strike with or javvies, make another pass, and hit them from the other side, aye?
Rune:... Aye
:::With that Rune and Furey were off, in a fast gallop as they dodged trees as they sped through the forest, Finally out of the corner of his eye, Furey saw Taos's mount, and with a few strides, saw Taos low, with his bow and an arrow notched. Scaring Taos as, a cat would jump if startled, Rune and Furey blew past him kicking up mud an'leaf into the elf's face:::
Taos: *Shakes head sharpishly* Blighters, the lot of you.....
:::Taos continued to his horse to mount him, while cursing to himself about humans and they way the go about things.. Loud an obnoxious.... Always with an explosion and noise:::
Taos: Might I know that vile'smelling Scotsmen.. He'll be bringing down all of hell and the millions of demons with it.. If he could storm the gates.
:::Furey had a feeling that this wasn't an ordinary foe, with that he came close to the faces of twenty-seven, dug in Goblins. With weapons set down as they made ready their small encampment, Furey and Rune came spilling in their place of rest, with a blurr, losing two Javelins both, scewering their targets. Rune and Furey turned their horses around again and went in for another pass:::
Furey: I cannae get enough this...
Rune: *Shakes his head* You and I both, plan?
Furey: Well, If I know Taos'he didn't sound a call for nothin' So my suggestion would be to ride in hard, strike with or javvies, make another pass, and hit them from the other side, aye?
Rune:... Aye
:::With that Rune and Furey were off, in a fast gallop as they dodged trees as they sped through the forest, Finally out of the corner of his eye, Furey saw Taos's mount, and with a few strides, saw Taos low, with his bow and an arrow notched. Scaring Taos as, a cat would jump if startled, Rune and Furey blew past him kicking up mud an'leaf into the elf's face:::
Taos: *Shakes head sharpishly* Blighters, the lot of you.....
:::Taos continued to his horse to mount him, while cursing to himself about humans and they way the go about things.. Loud an obnoxious.... Always with an explosion and noise:::
Taos: Might I know that vile'smelling Scotsmen.. He'll be bringing down all of hell and the millions of demons with it.. If he could storm the gates.
:::Furey had a feeling that this wasn't an ordinary foe, with that he came close to the faces of twenty-seven, dug in Goblins. With weapons set down as they made ready their small encampment, Furey and Rune came spilling in their place of rest, with a blurr, losing two Javelins both, scewering their targets. Rune and Furey turned their horses around again and went in for another pass:::