The Surrounding Wood

[Klayia_Greenleaf]

*slices a knive out quickly*
Did you hear something?
*puts the knife back*
Oh well, must have been the wind
*glares at the 'just kidding suprise attacer*

[Ari]

Ah....Fifteen was it? Thats not bad...compleately. Can I come along Klayia. On your mission......Quest.....Thing?

*fox on head growls a bit before it goes back to sleep*

[Klayia_Greenleaf]

Oh Ari!  How I wish you could!
*sad face*
But we already have 10 compainions, and no more can come.

[Jack the Ranger]

(i am so high of a poster i have over a thousand i have 1093 to be exact!)

[coldmercury]

ooc: please don't spam about how high your post count is Jack

[swift_falcon]

ooc:Anyway, congrats!!!    ;D

[Imrel]

*enter a weary traveller with straggled brown hair and dull eyes. she has a heavy weight on her mind, but has pushed it aside... resulting in a disorganization of her thoughts, and slight headache. looks around and is a little surprised yet glad to find herslf in a peaceful and shady wood. climbs a nearby mellorn tree to a mid-height branch and sits with one leg swinging, leaning back with a light wind playing on her face, trying to arrange her emotions... find they all just slip to the back of her head for her to worry about later. takes the ancient book from her pack and attempts to get some reading done, but is overcome by one of those lazy feelings and replaces it within a matter of minutes. continues to sit quietly with an arm resting on the knee drawn into her chest and her eyes wandering about the beautiful landscape. however, she also keeps thinking of that one particular worry...*

[Imrel]

*... it is almost as if the worry knows it is being thought of. firebird looks down suddenly, her eyes sharp and focused. something is there, she knows that much.* wait... *searches around for her persuer, but whatever it is remains latent. though others may not see it, she is certain of some kind of shadow lurking at the bottom of the tree.* you cannot... *whisks a piece of paper from her sleeve and holds it in her hands almost ready to tear. doesn't; something holds her back.* why? will you tell me that much?
*a voice answers her, though she can't be sure if it is outside her mind.* you knew i would not let her remain so... she is ready to return... do not fret, she won't die... *the voice is low, barely a whisper, and far from reassuring; it is almost mocking.*
*jumps down from the tree and heads out of the forest.* follow me no more! let us alone!
*the voice is now more threatening, but still soft.* i warn you, you and your family are not the only ones who will pay if she if not returned...
*outraged.* returned?! she was never yours!
perhaps you would sacrifice yourself, but friends... my, there are many about this world who you care about...
you won't! *is, by this time, out of the woods and running away from lothlorien, with the "shadow" on her tail.*

[Linalda]

:slips though the wood as well as an ent can slip:
Hoom hom Goodness me this is abeautuiful wounderful magnificanent wood of many trees and day and weeks and years, what fine place to pass the time and become almost treeish.

[autumnleaves]

*Walks into the forest and sits on a flat stone. Stares into the distance..after a while, she looks up and spots everyone there.* Hi!