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Post by crazywriter on Sept 4, 2003 17:42:13 GMT -5
I rode to Fangorn at a walk, dismounting at the edge and leading my horse in. At 14 hands, it was actually a pony, but I prefered to refer to Fireyes as a horse.
After about ten minutes, we got to a certain place in Fangorn where trees wouldn't grow. My campsite.
I knew better than to start a fire in the forest, but nonetheless, the trees and ents avoided me, due to an unfortunate accident where I'd set one-Treebeard, I think his name was-on fire. I'd gotten mad and yelled, and, well...
I shrugged an walked over to the small stream running through the forest, letting go of Fireyes's mane, and he dropped his head to drink. Walking away from the stream quickly, I went to the center of the clearing and drew my swords. I always found practicing relaxing, and today I really needed to relax.
Going through the forms I had been taught as a child, I got calmer and calmer, until it felt as if I were detached from my body. There was no pain, no hatred, no sadness-there was only me, and the swords. I closed my eyes, drifting into the movement of my body, my blades...
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Post by crazywriter on Sept 16, 2003 10:21:43 GMT -5
{Waiting around tapping foot whistling and checking watch
*Oh, what a lonely life, what a lonely life this is! Oh, looooooonelyyyyyyyyy*}
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Post by Tahu on Sept 16, 2003 15:28:51 GMT -5
Walking out the the boy, I saw him meditating. Figuring I might as well wake him up, I tapped him on the shoulder.
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Post by crazywriter on Sept 16, 2003 17:33:05 GMT -5
I felt something on my shoulder. With that simple awareness of my body, lasting only a second, the peace broke.
The pain and emotions hit me like a tidal wave, swallowing me up. Staggering, I dropped my swords and clutched at the ancient wound on my side.
After about five minutes, I got everything under control, and looked up.
"What do you want?"
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Post by Tahu on Sept 16, 2003 17:40:00 GMT -5
Well, I just felt like tapping you on the shoulder, and asking you why who called all these ents to us, "He said, looking around at all of the ents now surrounding us.
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Post by crazywriter on Sept 16, 2003 18:01:30 GMT -5
"Ents? I didn't call any Ents..." I looked around.
"Go on get, you giant walking trees! You want another beard set on fire? Or maybe a foot, this time, if you feel like trying to step on me again!"
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Post by Tahu on Sept 16, 2003 18:37:07 GMT -5
You know, you might not want to do that. They have nasty tempers.
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Post by crazywriter on Sept 16, 2003 18:51:18 GMT -5
"And I've got fire breath to go along with my bad temper. You, on the other hand, had better stand back."
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Post by Digital_Eon on Sept 18, 2003 18:20:08 GMT -5
OOC: Am I gone now?
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Post by crazywriter on Sept 18, 2003 18:29:30 GMT -5
{I was wondering the same thing... Why don't you follow us?} |
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Post by Tahu on Sept 18, 2003 18:30:52 GMT -5
((good idea, but you post next. I'm outof things to post about.))
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Post by Digital_Eon on Sept 19, 2003 20:16:57 GMT -5
Celie watched the two leave back to Fangorn. She sighed and shook her head.
"I hope they can last through the forest," she said. "They would be warriors, and Fangorn does not take kindly to them." She followed their path to the forest, and, once she noticed the two ahead of her, ducked behind a tree. Climbing up the back, she sat on a low branch and watched from behind a thick layer of leaves.
As the two began to fought, Celie became absorbed in watching them and didn't notice the branch cracking below her. She noticed just as the branch fell out below her, sending her to the ground.
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Post by crazywriter on Sept 19, 2003 22:44:56 GMT -5
Hearing a loud crack behind me I turned, seeing that dratted half-elf falling down to the ground. Spreading my wings, I flapped over to her and cought her before she hit the bottom, which was covered in branches and things that could easily have killed her.
"I don't know why I bother," I muttered. I whistled and my horse came. Hopping on his back, I rode out of Fangorn with the half-elf seated in front of me.
Inwardly cursing myself for that darned weak spot for females, I kept riding away from the Ents.
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Post by Tahu on Sept 20, 2003 6:47:27 GMT -5
"Oh, great. Now he's captured the half-elf. Why did she follow us anyway? I guess I'll have to follow them myself" He thiught, getting on his horse and riding after them.
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Post by crazywriter on Sept 20, 2003 15:51:22 GMT -5
Finally stopping at the river where I had met her, I slowed down my horse and hopped off, gently putting the half-elf on the ground.
"You should be more careful," I told her, turning my back. "Not all people can fly and catch you like that."
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