Martin and Aramon wandered aimlessly along the beach. Looking for Sameeca in a half hearted fashion, and whole heartedly focusing on how hungry and thirsty they were in. The sand dunes lowered and before them, they could see the dark luscious green trees of the Breanaigh Forest. Aramon looked to Martin before saying;
"If she were sensible, she would have gone into the woods there t'look f'r water." and rum, he thought, despite evidence to the contrary.
"Yes, she may have found dinner and made a fire." Martin agreed, now totally inventing a new Sameeca.
"Aye, she may have grabbed hold of th'rum!" Aramon cried.
They aimed towards the woods, practically running in their haste to get there. This would explain how they completely missed the Elven camp. Well to be more precise, their faces found it first as they tripped over an Elven sentry. I'll skip what happened next, there was a bit of a to do-some minor kerfuffuling, a few knocks and bruises, in which everyone got hit a lot and much swearing. Finally it was the six sharp pointy arrows, aimed at their heads, that calmed the two men down. Lethanas stepped forward;
"Who are you? And why do you seek us out?" He asked.
"Ah, funny story actually..." Martin began
~*~
Sameeca is still running. Observer her. See how efficiently she does it? Long strides, even breaths and arms pumping. To one, who declares that the only form of exercise she enjoys is the walk to the dinner table, she is quite the professional. See how even though she's terrified she's not screaming? That's because if she opens her mouth, she will trip over and inhale the sand. Sods law. Sameeca also, does not look back (see above). She's been there. She needs to focus on what is in front of her, because if she moves her head some form of sea weed will entrap her and pull her down to her doom. Also, she didn't want to know how exactly horrifying her future would be if she stopped running.
Behind her SvarrKarr and DeKramarr charged. The SarrVeck had been waylaid after having to remove something from his paw*. Now he was mad and quickly gaining. DeKramarr let the great beast go, the beast needed a run and it was easier to control an exhausted woman than an excitable one. The giant hound roared loudly, enjoying the sensation of the chase. However, both rider and charge were left gobsmacked when the female somehow managed to accelerate whilst shrieking maniacally. SvarrKarr was losing ground.
*a case of the crabs I believe.
~*~
Meanwhile Aramon was explaining in great detail, his life story to the Elves. They watched him stonily. Lethanas had a horrid suspicion that the person they were looking for was deeply involved with these idiots. He sighed and folded his arms as the thief continued to talk;
"-and then, the great Queen spoke to me, she said-"
"AAAAAAAARRGGGGHHHH!" a voice screamed out.
"How did you know that?" Aramon cried, looking behind him, just in time for Sameeca to fly by.
For a moment Elves lves and men watched the redhead run the length of the beach, closely followed by the brutal warrior. Silence followed at the odd sight. Martin pointed;
"Oh! I wondered where she'd gone."
Lethanas jolted to attention. That was the one they were after. He rushed to his horse, calling for his party to follow suit. Within moments they were on SvarKarr's heels. DeKramarr glanced over his shoulder, snarling in anger. He did not have time for this. An arrow whizzed past his right ear. DeKramarr shouted and waved his blade threateningly. If he stopped then he would lose the girl, but if he continued he risked losing his life AND the girl.
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The Immortality Stone - The Cardinal
FantasyWhat would you do if you woke up in a different world? Where there were Wizards and Talking Trees and Elves, would you accept it? No, of course you wouldn't. You'd think you had gone off the deep end! Which is exactly what 16 year old, Sameeca Yarro...
