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Post by Rhiannon on Apr 10, 2002 10:18:13 GMT -5
*Allready up the stairs. Enters the first room carefully. Apart from smashed pieces of furniture and torn clothes it's empty. A door at the opposite wall leads to the next room. The soft groans seem to come from there. Inside, two figures are on the floor, one on the other. She carefully lifts the first man and turns him around. He seems to be the blacksmith, already dead. Lying on his back, the other one is an orc. He's still breathing.*
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Post by Floryian on Apr 10, 2002 13:14:14 GMT -5
*Rushes up the stairs after the others and takes in the scene*
It looks like there was quite a struggle here.
*Realises the orc is still alive. Kicks any weapons on the floor out of it's reach and waits to see if it speaks.*
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Post by Merlin on Apr 10, 2002 14:49:16 GMT -5
(ok where are we at? I didn't notice this till now!)
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Post by Imrel on Apr 10, 2002 22:16:23 GMT -5
(at the only intact building, the blacksmith's, at a ruined village attcked by orcs apparently. not sure were we are exactly, somewhere on the way to gondor...)
*in the basement, or cellar, or wherever she is, firebird is in the pitch black. the place seems deserted by she keeps her sword drawn. treads on a few loose shards of glass, making a crunching sound. strains her eyes to see her way through the gloom.*
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Post by Rhiannon on Apr 11, 2002 4:29:05 GMT -5
We're somewhere in the middle of Gondor, just east of the River Morthond in a village attacked by orcs.
*Backs away from the orc and draws her knife. The orc doesn't move or open his eyes. Carefully approaches him again and kneels down. Pulse and breathing are faint but steady. The face is covered with mud and green stripes. Starts to cut open the furs and leather clothes the orc wears. Rips them open and shouths in surprise* Hey, look at this! His skin! I've never seen an orc with skin as light as that! *Quickly pours some water on a piece of cloth and wipes the orc's face. Under mud and color, the same skin appears. Opens his lids. The typical yellow color of orc eyes appears. Shakes her head.* Shape, eyes and clothes of an orc, but strange skin.* Checks the orc for injuries. He has several sword cuts. She bandages them, then carefully ties his hands and feet.* The wounds aren't fatal but he has lost much blood.* Looks around the room and finds a cracked cup. Fills it with water and gives it to Floryian.* Try to give him a drink, I'm downstairs to take a look at the man Aragorn found.
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Post by Floryian on Apr 11, 2002 12:09:04 GMT -5
Oh, alright then  *not happy at being left on her own with the orc. Lifts it's eyelids again as Rhiannon did, the eyes are glazed and dull and the orc appears to weak to fight which puts her slightly more at ease. Tries to lift it's head putting the cup to it's lips. The orc coughs, most of the water running down it's chin, and moves it's head from side to side.* Be still I tell you! It makes an undistinguishable sound. |
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Post by Rhiannon on Apr 11, 2002 13:40:07 GMT -5
*Downstairs, examining the man Aragorn found in the ruins. He's still unconscious and has lost a great deal of blood. But whatever wounded him missed vital organs and blood vessels. She cleans the wounds, desinfects and bandages them.* Give him something to drink when he wakes up, I'm going upstairs again to help Floryian with this orc.*
Sees Floryian trying to give the shaking and twisting orc some water. *Almost looks like someone trying to quit his drug habits.* Carefully approaches the orc and starts to search his clothes.* Hey, what's that! Takes out a small vial with a dark fluid inside. Unplugs the cork.* Eeewww.*
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Post by Floryian on Apr 11, 2002 13:43:09 GMT -5
This is getting increasingly odd. What do you thinks in the vial Rhiannon. Some sort of spell potion, or is it a poison?
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Post by Rhiannon on Apr 11, 2002 14:02:34 GMT -5
I think I have an idea but there is only one way to find out...*Hands Floryian her weapons and takes a small bottle out of her bag* If anything gets out of control, or if I don't regain consciousness after ten minutes give me a drop of this.* Carefully ties her feet together and her left hand behind her back.* Just to make sure I'm not hurting you.* Raises the bottle and inhales deeply.* It feels...like...there is darkness...and fire...it's gone. Ok, no choice.*Smiles and licks a drop from the cork. Lies back and closes her eyes.*
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Post by Floryian on Apr 11, 2002 14:16:13 GMT -5
*looks on nervously, biting her nails. watches Rhiannons face for the slightest movement.*
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Post by Rhiannon on Apr 11, 2002 14:25:14 GMT -5
*Gasps and starts breathing heavily, shaking like the orc on the other side of the room. Sweat runs down her face as she tries to tear the ropes.*
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Post by Floryian on Apr 11, 2002 14:31:42 GMT -5
Oh no. I hoped this wouldn't happen.
*puts her knee on one of Rhiannon's shoulder's to hold her down.*
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Post by Rhiannon on Apr 11, 2002 14:37:29 GMT -5
*Relaxes a little bit but is still shaking, tears running down her cheeks.*NOOOOO!!!*
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Post by Floryian on Apr 11, 2002 14:47:40 GMT -5
What is it Rhiannon? What's happening?  |
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Post by Rhiannon on Apr 11, 2002 14:58:38 GMT -5
*Finally the drug seems to wear off. Struggles to sit upright again, still panting.* I, I've seen it, Floryian, I've seen the Eye! I was falling into an endless darkness when suddendly flames where all around me... And then...*breaks into tears again*
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*not happy at being left on her own with the orc. Lifts it's eyelids again as Rhiannon did, the eyes are glazed and dull and the orc appears to weak to fight which puts her slightly more at ease. Tries to lift it's head putting the cup to it's lips. The orc coughs, most of the water running down it's chin, and moves it's head from side to side.*