*he considered For only a moment, staring at Ula.* ...leave him bound. Guards posted daily, bar the window. Jora, with me. Ula, I need your Lord. Come. *he exited like a dark cloud, and Jora followed, along with his men...*
Anonymous
posted @ Fri, Feb 3, 2012 9:14:26 pm PST from 174.252.109.0

*It was probably a good thing he had passed out. Someone was going to have to set his leg...*
The Wolf
posted @ Fri, Feb 3, 2012 9:09:19 pm PST from 68.98.245.69

*By now the Wolf had been stripped to the waist and he writhed a bit while his flesh burned. They saw he had other scars. Amazingly he didn't cry out, but the bed was already drenched with his blood. But soon those terrible eyes of his rolled back and his eyelids finally shut. Unbidden, Ula, Falmond's wife had entered the room to look upon the Wolf. She had slipped in, quiet as a mouse, but when she spoke, everyone in the room heard her.* ...They say the Dawn People take on the attributes of the heavens when they're born. This man was born under the comet. *She left the rest unsaid. Perhaps, since he was born under it, he could lead them to the locations of where the broken pieces had fallen.*
The Wolf
posted @ Fri, Feb 3, 2012 9:07:19 pm PST from 68.98.245.69

*she was rushed, backed into a chair where she sat insisting she was fine. She was getting pale though, and broke into a sweat...*
*the Lord's angry eyes washed from his sister to the Wolf and he rounded. A hot prod was already being prepared to try to calderize the wound, and he drove it in with vigor... Twisting it while many men held Wolf in place.* Because she is weak without sense from looking at you, demon childe. *he enjoyed the sizzle... While Jora felt her stomach twisting in painful knots.*
Anonymous
posted @ Fri, Feb 3, 2012 9:02:18 pm PST from 174.252.109.0

The Lady bleeds. *The Wolf pointed out loudly as men wrestled with him to keep him down. He seemed very resiliant, a strong man. They began prying his armor off of him, piece by piece.* ...Why is it when I take your fortress your sister goes unharmed, but when you take back your fortress your sister is wounded? *he asked weakly.*
The Wolf
posted @ Fri, Feb 3, 2012 8:53:35 pm PST from 68.98.245.69

*the Lord shouted orders and was soon skillfully zooming behind the rider with the Wolf. But he broke off at the last minute and grabbed his sister as he galloped by, carrying her inside to supposed safety. They dismounted in the frantic courtyard and the nature group, including two me carrying Wolf, ran into one of the many chamber bedrooms. He was tossed on his back on a bed, and while Lord talked with his men at the door the Lady stood watching Wolf. The stone window glowed a terrible green. She was afraid, and quiet.* ... He deserves last rights. *she announced to no one. As far as she was concerned there was no hope for this abomination of a man. She felt pity for him. That he would carry the burden of such sin in his heart, that he was not born into this life... That he would send a comet with means beyond her to destroy them. Meanwhile a circle of blood was forming under her hand on her side, where she had fallen on the dagger....*
Anonymous
posted @ Fri, Feb 3, 2012 8:50:35 pm PST from 174.252.109.0

*As they pulled him from the horse by the armpits again, he grunted in pain as his fractured leg bounced off the ground. One of the guardsmen pulled away his hand, perplexed by the wetness and found it was covered in the Wolf's red blood. The guardsmen were making faces. They clearly didn't like touching him, probably thinking touch alone would curse them. The fire that burned in the Wolf's glowing eyes was starting to fade rapidly however until they were simply an unnatural and faintly glowing shade of green and gold. His head lolled and he looked up at the comet which was still making its eery progress across the sky. There were a couple more thunderous booms, and something seemed to rain down from the comet as pieces of it broke off and began falling to the earth, almost in slow motion. He started laughing deleriously.*

*Meanwhile as men rushed down to the fortress dungeons, they discovered and freed some of their own knights being held there. There weren't in comfortable conditions, but not cruel ones either. Unhealthy prisoners did not fetch good ransom.*
The Wolf
posted @ Fri, Feb 3, 2012 8:43:19 pm PST from 68.98.245.69

"You would do us a favor by casting yourself from it alone." he spouted angrily, but then with one look from his men they were bending to scoop him under the armpits, where they hadn't yet discovered his wound, or at least the severity. With no tenderness he was tossed on the back of a horse and would be galloped back into town for medical care...*
*the Lady turned to shout her question, what had MADE him that way if not born into it? But he was gone. She turned to see the Wolf being galloped into town. Her long, beautiful hair was blown around her, and she stood still, excompassed in the chaos around her.*
Anonymous
posted @ Fri, Feb 3, 2012 8:38:42 pm PST from 174.252.109.0

*The Wolf fell back but not because of the sword at his throat. The color had drained from his face. You could see his leg was at an odd angle. Blood was slowly draining out of the wound his armor made when it dug into his skin, though with the darkness that could not yet be noticed. Still, the pain from his leg alone had to be excruciating. It was clearly broken in more than one place. When he spoke, his voice was strained.* ...If I were a sorceror, I would cast a spell to wipe us all from the earth.

*Somewhere near Lady Jora was Old Ben Tullet, the faithful old servant.* ...He wasn't like that as a boy, My Lady. He was just a quiet, angry boy...but he wasn't as he is now. *And then Ben disappeared to go about the necessary duties elsewhere.*
The Wolf
posted @ Fri, Feb 3, 2012 8:33:06 pm PST from 68.98.245.69

"Calm the people." *before she had a chance to show her fear she was hoisted to her feet by her brother, gathered, and followed his advise. She turned as he hauled himself around to run, shouting "LEAVE HIM ALIVE!"
*While Lady began shouting orders to those men who remained, ushering the remaining prisoners inside, she was instructing the entirety of the town, wild ones or not, into the safety of the castle.*
*meanwhile Lord captured a stray horse, leapin up and onto it's back with practiced skill. He was upon the group in moments and dismounted while she horse sped by, landing a few feet away from the fey man with his sword already drawn. The urge to put his steel blade into the mans throat burned in him and he approached quickly, stopping with his sword thrust out inches from Wolf's neck.* Sorceror! Stop this madness! You have devestated my people ENOUGH!
Anonymous
posted @ Fri, Feb 3, 2012 8:28:31 pm PST from 174.252.109.0

*As he raced through the fortress grounds, the Rynell's most valuable captive, he looked to the side and saw the shadowed shape of a horse and rider flickering between the trees. He glanced to his other side and saw too more. He heard a twang and woosh and he had a split second to register an explosion of blood somewhere around his mount's head. Then the world turned upside down. His horse was dead before it hit the ground, an arrow through its eye. A great mound of earth and dirt rose in a wave as he and beast fell. It all seemed to take far too long. The horse fell on his leg and he screamed as he felt it break under the massive weight. Then the horse completely rolled over the top of him and came to rest somewhere a few feet from his head. The armor of his chest bent on one side and bit deeply into his armpit. He struggled to sit up even as the wild warriors and some of Rynell's men encircled him. They were scared to approach him. He hadn't gotten far. Someone shouted to Lord and Lady Rynell that he'd been stopped.*
The Wolf
posted @ Fri, Feb 3, 2012 8:20:45 pm PST from 68.98.245.69

(( fuck! ))
Anonymous
posted @ Fri, Feb 3, 2012 8:16:42 pm PST from 174.252.109.0

*Lady Rynell stumbled, stepping on the end of her dress and toppling backwards. There was no getting up, as men and women alike trampled around her. She felt the comforting embrace of her brothers arms as he knelt by her, sheltering her from harms way while chaos erupted.*
*the youn lord lifted his eyes to the sky in awe, amazed, feeling secretly blessed his own eyes were able to look upon such events that were meant for fairy tales.*
*the Lady hugged her head, by there was a sense of peace inside her. She could do nothing to protect her people from this biblical event. She swore to herself now though, that she would find the Wolf again, no matter the cost. She had questions that needed answering. If she happened to survive that is!*
Anonymous
posted @ Fri, Feb 3, 2012 8:16:12 pm PST from 174.252.109.0

*You could see him reply, but you couldn't hear what he said because at the same time he went to speak, something else happened. The sun had set and all at once from somewhere in the heavens there was a sonic boom, as if the sky itself were ripping apart. It was a thunder like no other. A moment after the sound, the vibration hit them all, sending the horses and men into an even greater frenzy. "The Green Rider! The Green Rider!" the wild men were shouting. "The golden dragon!" others said. "The green arrow!" ...whatever they called it, they spoke of the comet that had suddenly appeared. In all the confusion, the Wolf rose to his feet. He was so quick, so agile. He knocked Lady Rynell out of his way. Somehow he leapt with bound hands onto the back of a horse and kicked it. The beast screamed and took off as the entire encampment descended into chaos. There was another crack and boom as the comet broke another layer of atmosphere. The yellow, the strange green halo...they were like the Wolf's eyes.*
The Wolf
posted @ Fri, Feb 3, 2012 6:18:37 pm PST from 68.98.245.69

*she froze, her hair blowing in front of her face, at least the pieces that weren't teathered behind her. While her either and his men recoiled in horror she was unusually calm. Her eyes grew wide but it was surprise, not terror. However unnatural she didn't move, she just bent to reclaim her knife and clutch it close.* So it's true. So that's what you did to her. You used witch craft. *she said sternly. He would know what she meant, she was sure she didn't have to explain...*
Anonymous
posted @ Fri, Feb 3, 2012 6:13:17 pm PST from 174.252.109.0

*Although the wild men were also afraid, they didn't grow up with quite the same stories. There was some fascination mixed into their fear. Snow found herself unable to look away. Her own mount shied but sensing her rider's calm, she didn't flee, though her horse's limbs did quiver, ready to run like the wind at a moment's notice.*
Snow
posted @ Fri, Feb 3, 2012 6:06:38 pm PST from 68.98.245.69

*The Wolf's hair was somewhere between long and short. Once it had probably been quite short, but had grown out considerably. There was nothing to say about it, other than it was the color of moonlight. It was silver and white, but there was a faint blueness to it as well, almost a glow, like the blue halo around a new moon in the midnight sky. She would get a vague impression of a straight nose and fine features, but when he lifted his head and looked up at her, she saw his eyes were gold and green fire. They seemed to burn out of his face. It was as if all the horrors of the stories of fey she heard in childhood had suddenly come into her ordered world. Every man there felt this way, as if something unnatural and nightmarish had come into their midst. A great cry rose up among the men. The sudden sight of the Wolf, the man called Aydin caused several of the horses to rear and go berserk. Many of the dogs started barking, growling, howling. "Kill him! Kill him!!" some men shouted, trying to control their mounts, trying to process what they were seeing. The Wolf knelt calmly, strands of his hair seeming to lift and float around his head of their own accord, and he glared his flaming eyes directly into Lady Rynell.*
The Wolf
posted @ Fri, Feb 3, 2012 6:04:18 pm PST from 68.98.245.69

*she sawed, putting everything in her upper body strength into the effort. She wasn't physically strong at all but she was fueled by revenge, and eventually she had cut from ear to ear over the top of his skull, and all the way down one shoulder. When there was get little fabric left to cut she fumbled and dropped the knife, daring to be brave. She saw the men turn their eyes but she refused to. She grabbed the fabric and tugged, and with a rip it would fall away from his head as she stumbled backwards.*
Anonymous
posted @ Fri, Feb 3, 2012 5:57:14 pm PST from 174.252.109.0

*When she quoted him, he actually laughed at her.* You'll regret doing this, My Lady. *was all he said in reply. The Wolf's men who stood not far away, also bound, reacted strangely as the loud fabric sawing noises filtered their way. Every single one of them turned his head away, refusing to look. It wasn't easy to get the fabric off either. The hood and cowl were constructed in such a way as to ensure it wouldn't somehow get cut off in battle, but her knife WOULD do the trick with enough effort.*
The Wolf
posted @ Fri, Feb 3, 2012 5:52:14 pm PST from 68.98.245.69

"Yes, bind him." *he nodded, and kept his sword pressed firmly against the Wolf's neck. The man behind him was not gentle, and bound his hands ridiculously tight.*
*thats when the Lord stepped aside, and the Lad took his place. She stared at the dents in his face where eyes should be. There was a flash of mercy in her eyes, but she hurried, placing her knife against the side of his neck and pullin the fabric away to begins cutting....* *she sawed, feeling every stroke taking her closer to revenge... Sweet revenge...* I will undress you.... You can fight, but I may beat and rape you.... *she breathed, tears fillin her eyes.*
Anonymous
posted @ Fri, Feb 3, 2012 5:48:28 pm PST from 174.252.109.0