Annabelle was cast into a sleep from which she couldn't speak for all she could she or sense was what she dreamt of but that wasn't much anyway. Annabelle in her dreams screamed but they didn't escape her mouth. The eagles came close nibbling at the dead man's body but then moved away. Then there was a growled echoing around from the trees. Annabelle then in her dreamlike state whispered. "They will kill! They are coming!" Annabelle gurgled out something else nonhuman like.

Zarune~ 29 years old~ RG

"I guess it all depends upon whom you serve for. My master, Finn, is all about nature and more or less peace." The priest said with a wide smile. "You look like a child that would enjoy a walk through nature apposed to the traditional learning methods. Have you ever tried to learn from nature?" Maybe the king would allow them to have their lessons out in the fields or in the gardens. That would be nice. "Perhaps your father will allow it, if not then you can still show me bout the castle. Who else to show an old man around than someone whom has lived here their whole life?" It seemed like a good idea, they could get to know each other that way.

Arcadius~ 26 years old~ DC

"Even the scales are made to impersonate that of a real dragon." The servant said with a sense of aw in his voice. A smile spread over his face, again twisting that scar around disfiguring his face somewhat. "Impressive to say the least." With that he tossed the man's body into the offering pan of the god. "Let this poor fool's soul feed your eternal hunger great one." he said trying to ignor the woman's screams and rants. "Perhaps we should not have left her alone for so long, though it would be better to leave her for the animals if it was my call."

Amsden of the Sapling ~ King ~ 65 ~ Currently in: RG
"You are to confident in me Zarune, I am mearly 5 years old. There are plenty of people who knows this castle better than me." he said in a serious voice. The young boy looked at the man a moment. "So you are a servant of the horned god of hunts and the one forcing Orfion to turn into a dragon?" he said, making it sound like more of a statement rather than a question. "I take it you are of mixed magical nature then?" he said. This time it was acctually a question. Honestly he have no idea what his own magical nature is, but fathers is mixed. So he have asumed he is a mixed nature himself, but then again he is not sure that is how it works. The young boy got a thoughtfull expression in his face a moment as he contemplated the oportunity that he would be mixed as well. That would mean that he could use his father as a teacher and master in the arts of his magical training. Having a surpricingly old and experienced man as a teacher and master is an incredibly rare oportunity. That would be a really great gift, almost as granted by the gods.




Agrona of the Raven ~~ Poisonmaker master ~~ 22 ~~ currently in: DC
"Would you mind admiering the archetecture later?" she mutterd. After catching her breath she untied the dead body to her back while looking at the upper jaw that was about one head above her. Nervously she swallowed the lump in her throat before simply tossing the slowly stiffing body down the troat. As the man landed on the bones they cracked. "Tie a rope around the last one and toss me the other end, Il just pull him up" she said stretching a bit. Her back seemed wet and drenched in blood so she would probably have to change tunic. Did she pack a second one? maby ... no. She packed a dress incase she needed to wenture into towns. DAMIT! Well this would be fun. Riding sidesaddle is so damed anoying and hard. As the woman made a gurgling sound she shaked her head. Stupied human. But then again uinepigs are hard to find so she needs her to stay alive, atleast untill her usefullness have been taken.

Annabelle sighed. Then Annabelles horse came. It reared up. Annabelle regained consciousness. She looked around. What's wrong? Annabelle asked. Then she remembered. Annabelle let tears go down her face. Then the hawks cried and nipped at the dead bodies. A fire sprang up in the offering bowl. The hawks then surprised flew away. Annabelle looked at the fire then she struggled to get up not knowing she was tied up.

Zarune~ 29 years old~ RG

The priest laughed some smiling down at the young boy. With a click of his fingers he summoned a small flame to his finger tip. "Im a fire mage if nothing else, though I am skilled in both fire and nature magic. Fire magic runs in my veins as nature is rather hard for me to control." With that he closed the door behind him, looking about. "It doesn't matter the age, you know the castle just as well as any adult would." Zarune drug his cloak closer to his body as a cold wind blew over them. At least he cold warm his hands some. With that he drew his hands to his mouth and blew on them, small sparks danced around his palms as he did. "Rather cold out is it not?" True he loved the cold but he was still human and needed to stay warm in order to stay alive.

Arcadius~ 26 years old ~ DC

"Yes, ma'am." The servant said dashing down to the bottom of the altar with the rope though he simply carried the body up. "Thought it would save time this way." He tossed the body into the offering bowl. "So what do we do with her? We cant let her go about screaming like a mad woman." Arcadius said crossing his arms over his chest, a hand stroking his chin. "We could tie her up and take her back with us."

Amsden of the Sapling ~ King ~ 65 ~ Currently in: RG
The young boy backed a step in surprice as the flame apeared on the mans fingertip. His blue eyes went wide with wonder and his jaw dropped a bit. "But if you have two magics would that not imply you are indeed mixed natured?" he said more as a statement rather than a question."Well, werry well then Zarune, what do my teacher wish to see first?" he said. When the man commented o nthe chilly weather the boy simply blew out some air into the air and looked at it as it turned into fog. "Yeah it seems to be chilly" Cullyn answered. As the priest didnt seem to answer he started to walk. "Lets go see the library then, there is a few fireplaces in there so its warm and nice" he said walking in the massive corridor. The only thing on the young boys body was a tunic in his fathers colours, green with intricate embroderies of blackoaks with a golden crown above them, the entire embrodery beeing in the finest silk. The pants were of the same green colour as the tunic, tucked in to a pair of leather boots ending at his knees. Clearly well tailord and all made by the best of all masters. Around the waist of the young boy was a leatherbelt with fine ingravings and hanging in it a small dagger. In all honesty the dagger is more like a diningknife if barley that. However for a young boy with only 5years behind him it is a real dagger, a weapon! After about 15meters he stoped and looked at the priest. "Comming?" he asked looking at him.




Agrona of the Raven ~~ Poisonmaker master ~~ 22 ~~ currently in: DC
As the offeringbowl went up in flames she moaned a bit laying down in the massive jaws of the dragon. However as she feelt something move she quickly got up on her feet almost jumping out of the mouth. As she got a grip of the razorsharp scales se couldnt help but giving up a sound of pain as they cut straight into her fingers. Panting from both the pain and the amount of energy she had wasted today she looked down, if she landed wrong here she is never doing anything again. But right now the pain is way to much, its numbing her mind, raging through her body like a storm on open waters during winter. "Im thinking of testing poisons and drugs on her" she answered while panting. With a massive amount of willpower she gatherd her legs aginst the dragon. She was still a few moments before shooting away with the legs as her fingers let go of the scales. With a swift, agile movement she made a flip in the air and as the massive treecrowns came closer and closer by the moment she prepared for a rough halt. In the thick massive darkness she missed the branch she wanted to land on and feelt both branches and twigs hitting her on her way down. As she landed a stick went through her right arm making her gasp for air as the pain that was numbing her shoot through the roof, and the only thing keeping her from screaming her years of training. The neat body trembled, shaking in nothing but pain, the only thing she could feel, think of, experience was pain. Her body shut down from it, making it impossible for her to draw a breath. "A.... ar....Arc ..." she desperatly tried to get his atention and help but the shocked mind of hers did nothing to help her situation and ability to ask for help.

Annabelle heard the sharp intake of breath and she looked to her side. When she had been strapped to the person's back she had been cut by the tree branches but it was nothing like being cut with a dagger and she would know. The scavengers that had gathered around fled in fear. Annabelle struggled to get up again. But she failed. Then Annabelle heard the person's voice and gasped in shock and horror but also fear. She admittedly knew she was in danger.

Zarune~ 29 years old~ RG

"Coming." The man smiled lightly jogging to catch up with the child. "To the library it is then." With that he followed the child through the halls, taking in the sights as they went. "It's a lovely place you have here, your lucky to live in such a place." They entered the castle through a grande oaken door, carvings covering it. That's when he saw her. She was walking towards them with such a hast that she soon over took them. The armor she wore was well polished and gave her such an appearance that one knew she was in the military. A iron helm covered most of her face, hiding it from view. Surly it was as lovely as the rest of her, without a doubt. Zarune stopped in his tracks as she met them in the hall, not sure what else to do seeing that the she seemed furious about something.

Molly~ 25 years old~ RG

There that cursed boy was. Did he want her to pull all her hair out? He sure acted like he did! "Cullyn! Boy where have you been?" She was fuming, anger coursing through her veins. "You had me worried! You cant just run off like that! What if something had happened to you? It would have been on me!" She keeled next to him and hugged him close. "Don't even do that again alright?" She smiled sweetly before turning to the man next to him. "And you are?" She asked an edge on her voice. He looked like a priest, perhaps the boy's new tutor? Hopefully this one lasted longer than the others had. "For what church do you work? Does the King know you are here?" She asked growling a bit.

Arcadius~ 26 years old~ DC

So much screaming! It seemed to be coming from both directions, who to help first?! Argonia, she after all was his master, she came before law itself. Rushing to her side he pulled her from the tangle of branches. "You'er alright, shh don't worry... I'm going to find you help." But who would help them at this time of night? They were so far away from anything as well. Even if Camel was the fastest horse this side of the county they wouldn't get there before infection set in. "Ebony!" He called to the raven as she landed on his shoulder. Arcadius sat Argonia down at the base of a tree before quickly writing a note and tying it to Ebony's foot. "Go, find a healer." He said sending the bird off. "Alright then lets get that arm looked at." He said kneeling beside the girl and looking at her arm. To remove the branch would kill her, from blood lose and infection. Perhaps...he could cauterize the wound and buy her some time. "Damn it I wish at times like this I had payed more attention in my potions class...."

Cullyn of the Sapling ~~ Crown Prince ~~ 5 ~~ Currently in RG
he looked back at the man a bit surpriced. Lovely place? Lucky to live here? What is he talking about? Its just the same old home he have always had. The same boring curtains, the same boring hallways, the same boring persons and the same boring paintings. Always the same, always boring. The bright blue eyes looked at the man next to him a while and the silence were interupted by the sound of armour moving in rapid speed, something he was so used to that he just blocked it out as non important. However the sharp tone made him jump a bit and as he turned his head towards the woman the bright blond, almost golden hair danced. The brightblue eyes widend and he almost backed a stepp as the woman came closer. But as he was dragged into a hug he couldnt help but smile with a genuinly affectionate smile and hold her tight back. "I was with father and then i was with two guards and then..." his explonation as to his wereabouts were interupted by her asking the Zarune who he was. "Molly, this is Zarune from the Temple of Finn, acording to father he is to be my new teacher" he informed Molly. "Zarune, this is Molly" he said introducing his new teacher to his perhaps oldest and most loyal allie, if you dont count his father that is. He was quiet a while before carefully pulling a bit on her arm. "Can you come along to the library?" he asked looking at him. To this woman he acted pretty much as if he was her child. But then again, Molly have always been there for him, helped him, guided him, trained him. For him, she is the closest he have to a mother. The only memory of his real mother beeing that he got the stuffed dog he always keeps with him.



Agrona of the Raven ~~ Poisonmaker master ~~ 22 ~~ currently in: DC
She leaned back at the tree panting heavly with sweatdrops slowly apearing on her forehead. "Bring .. my backback" she mumbled. As he walked over to the camp and got the backpack for her. She tried to keep calm and her mind open. It actually took her quiet some time before she realiced that Arcadius was back. "You need ..." she had to stop talking to gather her thoughts through the pain. "Coltshoof, wind-flower and southern-wood" she mumbled before closing her eyes. "Coltshoof .... " she went silent for a moment as the pain raised up for a moment, rendering her unable to think properly. "Looks like a horseprint. Wind-flower is a small white flower with a really petit stem. Sothern-wood is silvery green, no flowers, a brownstem thats thick and looks like a small tree." she explained to him. She was silent for some time before her thought process begun to funtion properly again as the constant pain begun to numb as it was so constant. "Crumble them into my bowland add a bit of water ... after that pull out the branch from my arm and add the herbs to it. Once done, wrap it" she said with a strained voice. Her lightbrown eyes wanderd to the girl, well atleast she was quiet now. Thats something atleast, right?

Emont Corsini~ currently in PP:

Emont laughed and was chatting with the people of Paradise Plains. He waved good bye and went into a tavern. Emont sat down at the counter.

"I would like a beer Namus!" Emont said. The barkeeper Namus laughed.

"So you still want the same old same old?" Namus joked. Emont nodded. Namus went and got a cup. Then filled it with beer and handed it to Emont. Emont handed him 2 gold coins. Emont drank the beer slowly but didn't drink it all. He got up and left. He goes to his shop and goes around the back of it. Emont looks at his horse which was a Gelding. He put his foot in the stirrup of the Gelding's saddle and then swings onto his horse. Emont takes off to the castle. He laughs as the wind blew threw his hair.

Annabelle~ currently in DC:

Annabelle heard the herbs and she looked up. She tried to get up. "What's going on!" Annabelle demanded. "Please tell me! Now!" Annabelle struggled but failed to get anywhere. The ropes tightened because of her struggles. Annabelle cries in pain. She had struggled so hard that the ropes were making cuts. Annabelle then knew something was wrong. She was being kidnapped! Annabelle screamed. "Help me someone!" Annabelle screamed.