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UnHoly Charm
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Raharanor
Bardan Gilthur had travelled much throughout his promising career as a warrior ever searching for the callings of adventure within the Arden and Tuthanka realms. The green glades before him offered the seductive promise of rest and repast, and this was just the thing that one such as he would be in need of after much journeying, adventuring and questing. Bardan's hand briefly brushed against a hand that was softer than his own. The warrior turned in surprise, and slowly smiled in delight as he noticed Gaenea, a young woman he had noticed earlier who had taken his fancy. If Bardan remembered correctly, he saved her when she was in some distress...she was returning that gratitude in a multitude of ways. Smiles and sweet gestures on her part were all part of her way of saying thankyou.
Bardan smiled at Gaenea and led her to a green glade where light repast awaited them. This would be a nice afternoon indeed.
Unholy Charm
Watching from a branch of a near by tree Charmed shook her head for she knew the mighty warrior would not get the chance to enjoy the woman. Quickly she jumped from the branch and drifted over to mighty warrior's shoulder. She stepped closer to his ear and whisperd,
"You have no time for such things Bardan Gilthur".
She tugged at his collar as she spoke,
"Leave now, you must go to the Forest of Alimna and slay the beast that resides there".
Seeing that his attention was still focused upon the woman, Charmed inched her way closer to his ear,
"HEY!", she yelled, "Don't ignore me!"
With that she took her tiny finger and poked him hard on his ear lope to make sure this time he would hear her.
Raharanor
Bardan flinched as the twittering voice near to him turned into a tug of his earlobe. He turned to the source of the sharp pain, and looked upon the sight near him with some appraisal, the woman at his side momentarily forgotten. The tiny figure on his shoulder radiated some mystical air...almost as if she was one of those feys of the forest. However, there was something distinctly different about this tiny creature. Bardan shifted, and bade the maiden next to him pardon, and craned his neck around to look more closely at the little figure.
Unholy Charm
Sencing the movement of the shoulder she was perched upon Charmed pushed herself upwards and then drifted around the face of the man, her movements were much like that of a hummingbird. As his eyes met her she stopped, then suddenly fowards, then back until her feet lay flat at the tip of his nose.
"You have no time for this Bardan Gilthur."
Her tone was that of a mother scolding her child. She leaped up and within her tiny hand she grabbed a few strands of the warriors locks. Tugging as she moved backwards as if to lead him away from the woman and on to the Forest of Alimna.
"NOW Barden, we must go NOW!"
Chamed let go of the warriors hair and set out to lead the way.
"Are you coming?"
She was beggining to grow annoyed by the hesitating warrior and felt she had to do something. She shifted her body about and made her way over to the woman who was still standing near Barden. She came up behind the woman and flutterd near her ear.
"He has no time for you you wench. Go about your buisness with another man for this one has more important things to do then you."
Quickly Charmed drifted back to Barden.
"Now, we must go now. There is no more time to waste for the Beast is destroying the home of many woodland creatures. Please Bardan Gilthur, we must go!"
Raharanor
Bardan finally responded to the incessant twittering of the woodland creature next to his ear and rose to his feet. If this creature was right in what she was saying regarding this beast, then there would be great need of haste. Leaning against the tree, Bardan re-attached his sword belt and organised what few possessions he had on him. He struggled into his boots and pulled on his mail shirt which was in some need of repair, but would hopefully be adequate for the adventure ahead.
Notwithstanding the little fey next to his ear, Bardan managed to have his small pack slung around his shoulder and bade Gaenea farewell. Nodding, she bade him goodbye and good wishes for his coming adventure. That being done, Bardan turned to appraise the little creature, and deigned to ask after her name, as he thought that this creature would have a mystical name.
"What may your name be little one?" Bardan asked of the fey.
Unholy Charm
Making her way back towards Bardan Gilthur his question reached her ears, she come to rest upon his right shoulder then answered.
"I am known as Charmed, now please Barden, we really must go."
Once again Charmed leaped from the warrior's shoulders and began to lead him to the Forest of Alimna. Her tiny wings moving so quickly that they seem to be invisible, she rushed ahead, then back to make sure Barden didn't loose site of her.
Finally reaching the outskirts of the town Charmed grew more aggitated. This large creature, Barden, was slow in following, but she knew it was not his fault, it was a flaw of all humans.
The Forest of Alimna would be a 2 day travel for the warrior and Charmed knew most likely there would be many an obstacle ahead that would slow thier travels. Hopefully Bardan Gilthur's reputation would hold true and he would be all that was said of him.
FOREST OF ALIMNA
Raharanor
Bardan at times found it somewhat difficult to keep pace with the agile creature gliding along in front of him. However, her incessant twittering and calling out to him was rather musical to his ears, so in didn't bother him overly much. The beast, as the fey Charmed had described it, was in the Forest of Alimna which lay one or two days from where he was at the present moment. Bardan had indeed been on many a journey in his youngish life, but this journey would not be too lengthy...or so he hoped. Bardan stroked his sword hilt gently and promised to himself that the beast, whatever it was, would pay dearly for the disruption it was causing the once relatively peaceful Forest of Alimna.
They were approaching a town of sorts. Upon closer inspection, it was a fairly small town with few signs of habitation. That was well, as he did want to attract too much attention to the fact that a dangerous beast was roaming little more than two days journey from the town. As they entered to very small town, Charmed leapt onto his shoulder and clung to one of his earlobes to steady herself.
Unholy Charm
Upon aproaching this small town it appreared to be deserted, but that wasn't the case. Charmed quickly drifted back over the the warrior's shoulder and lay arest upon his shoulder. Her tiny hand reached up and grabed tightly onto his earlope once again as she whisperd to him.
"Don't be fooled Barden, this place may seem to be deserted but how ever, the inhabitants of this seemingly meek place are not ones that will welcome a sight such as yourself. It would be for the best that we make our way around the outer limits of this place as quickly as possible.
The small town was the home of a paticular forest inhabitant which choose to abandon the ways of civilized worlds. They much rather kill then co exist with anyone which thought differently than themselves. The small town was decieving, it looked inviting, almost welcoming a weary traveler with it's quant structures, but it was a trap, and once you eneterd your chances of leaving with your life were slim.
Raharanor
The way in which the warning from Charmed was delivered caused Bardan to stop short and look upon the apparently quiet village. It did seemcalm, but Bardan had noticed something a bit odd about the hamlets close-by. The hamlets did not have anything or anyone moving around them, and there was little if any semblence of life to be seen save the spire of smoke rising from one or two chimneys within the small village. Despite Charmed's insistent tugging of his earlobe and twittering that they must leave now
" Bardan, we must be going now!" Charmed said insistently," or do you wish to risk dying a horrible death at your youngish age?"
Bardan squared his shoulders at that statement, and made his reply.
" Charmed, indeed I don't wish to run afoul of whatever or whoever lives in that village",Bardan replied solidly," but tell me before we set out once more, what dwells in that village that you are so insistent on avoiding?"
Unholy Charm
Charmed begged the warrior to just keep moving, she leaped from his shoulder and drifted back along the trail some.
"Come now Bardan!, she pleaded with him to follow. "No time to waste, if you cherish your life you will follow me Now!"
She wondered why humans were so difficult, did he think she was playing some kind of human child game? Perhaps he isn't as wordly as she had been told, for if he was he should know that creatures such as herself are not one to play foolish games.
Just as she was about to go back and attempt to get Bardan to move, there within the tree tops a deafening screach filled her tiny ears. The piercing sound made her hed spin, she was unable to control herself in flight and her tiny body fell upon the hard ground.
Raharanor
Bardan tore his eyes away from the suspect village and refocused on reality...Charmed entreating him to leave immediately with her if he valued his life. At that moment an exceedingly loud screech had come from the treetops...it was all the warrior could do to not throw himself down on the ground with bleeding ears or to simply flee, but he covered his ears at any rate. Of course, he had Charmed to consider in this instance, and he simply could not abandon her to whatever lurked in the tree canopy. The screeching from the treetops eventually ceased, and Bardan, much relieved, unfastened his large hands from his ears. He glanced quickly to his shoulder to see if Charmed somehow managed to cope through the ordeal...she was gone...
Bardan searched frantically for the fey in his line of vision, and could not find her initially.
'Feys' Bardan thought tiredly to himself,'mystical in countenence and mystical by nature...its as if the sound vaporised her fragile frame into thin air...'
A loud and insistent twittering drew his attention away from his thoughts and his eyes were directed towards the ground. There was Charmed, lying on the ground looking rather ruffled but otherwise alive and well...
"Little one, I thought I had lost you!" Bardan exclaimed as he bent over to pick up the fey.
"A fey is never lost if she can find her bearings," Charmed replied confidently," but that loud screech from the canopy was more than I could bear..at least for the time being".
Bardan nodded and proceeded to carefully pick up the fey and placed her safely on his shoulder...she had a fine view of the journey ahead from there.
Unholy Charm
Her head still spinning Charmed placed her tiny hands on both sides of it as if trying to hold it still though the spinning was only within. She felt the warrior lift her and place her upon his shoulder.
"Bardan, perhaps a place where I will not fall would be best at the current moment.'
Charmed was not yet ready to trust herself herself not to roll off his shoulder. Tiny fingers gribed onto the material of his clothing trying to prevent herself from falling off.
"I told you not to venture any closer!"
She was a bit angry with the warrior for not heeding her warning. Why do humans think they Know every thing she wonderd. They no nothing compared to the creatures that live within the forest but they insist they do.
Bardan Gilthur had travelled much throughout his promising career as a warrior ever searching for the callings of adventure within the Arden and Tuthanka realms. The green glades before him offered the seductive promise of rest and repast, and this was just the thing that one such as he would be in need of after much journeying, adventuring and questing. Bardan's hand briefly brushed against a hand that was softer than his own. The warrior turned in surprise, and slowly smiled in delight as he noticed Gaenea, a young woman he had noticed earlier who had taken his fancy. If Bardan remembered correctly, he saved her when she was in some distress...she was returning that gratitude in a multitude of ways. Smiles and sweet gestures on her part were all part of her way of saying thankyou.
Bardan smiled at Gaenea and led her to a green glade where light repast awaited them. This would be a nice afternoon indeed.
Unholy Charm
Watching from a branch of a near by tree Charmed shook her head for she knew the mighty warrior would not get the chance to enjoy the woman. Quickly she jumped from the branch and drifted over to mighty warrior's shoulder. She stepped closer to his ear and whisperd,
"You have no time for such things Bardan Gilthur".
She tugged at his collar as she spoke,
"Leave now, you must go to the Forest of Alimna and slay the beast that resides there".
Seeing that his attention was still focused upon the woman, Charmed inched her way closer to his ear,
"HEY!", she yelled, "Don't ignore me!"
With that she took her tiny finger and poked him hard on his ear lope to make sure this time he would hear her.
Raharanor
Bardan flinched as the twittering voice near to him turned into a tug of his earlobe. He turned to the source of the sharp pain, and looked upon the sight near him with some appraisal, the woman at his side momentarily forgotten. The tiny figure on his shoulder radiated some mystical air...almost as if she was one of those feys of the forest. However, there was something distinctly different about this tiny creature. Bardan shifted, and bade the maiden next to him pardon, and craned his neck around to look more closely at the little figure.
Unholy Charm
Sencing the movement of the shoulder she was perched upon Charmed pushed herself upwards and then drifted around the face of the man, her movements were much like that of a hummingbird. As his eyes met her she stopped, then suddenly fowards, then back until her feet lay flat at the tip of his nose.
"You have no time for this Bardan Gilthur."
Her tone was that of a mother scolding her child. She leaped up and within her tiny hand she grabbed a few strands of the warriors locks. Tugging as she moved backwards as if to lead him away from the woman and on to the Forest of Alimna.
"NOW Barden, we must go NOW!"
Chamed let go of the warriors hair and set out to lead the way.
"Are you coming?"
She was beggining to grow annoyed by the hesitating warrior and felt she had to do something. She shifted her body about and made her way over to the woman who was still standing near Barden. She came up behind the woman and flutterd near her ear.
"He has no time for you you wench. Go about your buisness with another man for this one has more important things to do then you."
Quickly Charmed drifted back to Barden.
"Now, we must go now. There is no more time to waste for the Beast is destroying the home of many woodland creatures. Please Bardan Gilthur, we must go!"
Raharanor
Bardan finally responded to the incessant twittering of the woodland creature next to his ear and rose to his feet. If this creature was right in what she was saying regarding this beast, then there would be great need of haste. Leaning against the tree, Bardan re-attached his sword belt and organised what few possessions he had on him. He struggled into his boots and pulled on his mail shirt which was in some need of repair, but would hopefully be adequate for the adventure ahead.
Notwithstanding the little fey next to his ear, Bardan managed to have his small pack slung around his shoulder and bade Gaenea farewell. Nodding, she bade him goodbye and good wishes for his coming adventure. That being done, Bardan turned to appraise the little creature, and deigned to ask after her name, as he thought that this creature would have a mystical name.
"What may your name be little one?" Bardan asked of the fey.
Unholy Charm
Making her way back towards Bardan Gilthur his question reached her ears, she come to rest upon his right shoulder then answered.
"I am known as Charmed, now please Barden, we really must go."
Once again Charmed leaped from the warrior's shoulders and began to lead him to the Forest of Alimna. Her tiny wings moving so quickly that they seem to be invisible, she rushed ahead, then back to make sure Barden didn't loose site of her.
Finally reaching the outskirts of the town Charmed grew more aggitated. This large creature, Barden, was slow in following, but she knew it was not his fault, it was a flaw of all humans.
The Forest of Alimna would be a 2 day travel for the warrior and Charmed knew most likely there would be many an obstacle ahead that would slow thier travels. Hopefully Bardan Gilthur's reputation would hold true and he would be all that was said of him.
FOREST OF ALIMNA
Raharanor
Bardan at times found it somewhat difficult to keep pace with the agile creature gliding along in front of him. However, her incessant twittering and calling out to him was rather musical to his ears, so in didn't bother him overly much. The beast, as the fey Charmed had described it, was in the Forest of Alimna which lay one or two days from where he was at the present moment. Bardan had indeed been on many a journey in his youngish life, but this journey would not be too lengthy...or so he hoped. Bardan stroked his sword hilt gently and promised to himself that the beast, whatever it was, would pay dearly for the disruption it was causing the once relatively peaceful Forest of Alimna.
They were approaching a town of sorts. Upon closer inspection, it was a fairly small town with few signs of habitation. That was well, as he did want to attract too much attention to the fact that a dangerous beast was roaming little more than two days journey from the town. As they entered to very small town, Charmed leapt onto his shoulder and clung to one of his earlobes to steady herself.
Unholy Charm
Upon aproaching this small town it appreared to be deserted, but that wasn't the case. Charmed quickly drifted back over the the warrior's shoulder and lay arest upon his shoulder. Her tiny hand reached up and grabed tightly onto his earlope once again as she whisperd to him.
"Don't be fooled Barden, this place may seem to be deserted but how ever, the inhabitants of this seemingly meek place are not ones that will welcome a sight such as yourself. It would be for the best that we make our way around the outer limits of this place as quickly as possible.
The small town was the home of a paticular forest inhabitant which choose to abandon the ways of civilized worlds. They much rather kill then co exist with anyone which thought differently than themselves. The small town was decieving, it looked inviting, almost welcoming a weary traveler with it's quant structures, but it was a trap, and once you eneterd your chances of leaving with your life were slim.
Raharanor
The way in which the warning from Charmed was delivered caused Bardan to stop short and look upon the apparently quiet village. It did seemcalm, but Bardan had noticed something a bit odd about the hamlets close-by. The hamlets did not have anything or anyone moving around them, and there was little if any semblence of life to be seen save the spire of smoke rising from one or two chimneys within the small village. Despite Charmed's insistent tugging of his earlobe and twittering that they must leave now
" Bardan, we must be going now!" Charmed said insistently," or do you wish to risk dying a horrible death at your youngish age?"
Bardan squared his shoulders at that statement, and made his reply.
" Charmed, indeed I don't wish to run afoul of whatever or whoever lives in that village",Bardan replied solidly," but tell me before we set out once more, what dwells in that village that you are so insistent on avoiding?"
Unholy Charm
Charmed begged the warrior to just keep moving, she leaped from his shoulder and drifted back along the trail some.
"Come now Bardan!, she pleaded with him to follow. "No time to waste, if you cherish your life you will follow me Now!"
She wondered why humans were so difficult, did he think she was playing some kind of human child game? Perhaps he isn't as wordly as she had been told, for if he was he should know that creatures such as herself are not one to play foolish games.
Just as she was about to go back and attempt to get Bardan to move, there within the tree tops a deafening screach filled her tiny ears. The piercing sound made her hed spin, she was unable to control herself in flight and her tiny body fell upon the hard ground.
Raharanor
Bardan tore his eyes away from the suspect village and refocused on reality...Charmed entreating him to leave immediately with her if he valued his life. At that moment an exceedingly loud screech had come from the treetops...it was all the warrior could do to not throw himself down on the ground with bleeding ears or to simply flee, but he covered his ears at any rate. Of course, he had Charmed to consider in this instance, and he simply could not abandon her to whatever lurked in the tree canopy. The screeching from the treetops eventually ceased, and Bardan, much relieved, unfastened his large hands from his ears. He glanced quickly to his shoulder to see if Charmed somehow managed to cope through the ordeal...she was gone...
Bardan searched frantically for the fey in his line of vision, and could not find her initially.
'Feys' Bardan thought tiredly to himself,'mystical in countenence and mystical by nature...its as if the sound vaporised her fragile frame into thin air...'
A loud and insistent twittering drew his attention away from his thoughts and his eyes were directed towards the ground. There was Charmed, lying on the ground looking rather ruffled but otherwise alive and well...
"Little one, I thought I had lost you!" Bardan exclaimed as he bent over to pick up the fey.
"A fey is never lost if she can find her bearings," Charmed replied confidently," but that loud screech from the canopy was more than I could bear..at least for the time being".
Bardan nodded and proceeded to carefully pick up the fey and placed her safely on his shoulder...she had a fine view of the journey ahead from there.
Unholy Charm
Her head still spinning Charmed placed her tiny hands on both sides of it as if trying to hold it still though the spinning was only within. She felt the warrior lift her and place her upon his shoulder.
"Bardan, perhaps a place where I will not fall would be best at the current moment.'
Charmed was not yet ready to trust herself herself not to roll off his shoulder. Tiny fingers gribed onto the material of his clothing trying to prevent herself from falling off.
"I told you not to venture any closer!"
She was a bit angry with the warrior for not heeding her warning. Why do humans think they Know every thing she wonderd. They no nothing compared to the creatures that live within the forest but they insist they do.