((*waits*))

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Maihele shouldered the satchel, her darkly shadowed face turning to regard the maiden with a curious but silent gaze. A smile played upon her pale lips, though it remained only for a moment, as though she feared it would become a habit.

"Good day" Her voice was low, and even in the simple greeting somehow cold. "A rather interesting conversation indeed.... who might you be, Mortal?" With a deft wave of her black-gloved hand, she motioned for Rhan to come towards them, down from the tree.

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

The elf slipped down to the foot of the tree and neared them wearily. Her eyes narrowed and she hurried to hide behind the woman dressed in black.

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. O r b i s N o n S u f f i c i t .

[Hey Silm, hello all *waves*
Hope this will do… *points to rather short character description*
Umm, less is more, right? *shifty eyes*
Will try and check in every day, but can’t promise due to somewhat busy schedule...sorry...
Oh by the way did I ever tell you how amazing your banner is Silm? Really nice work!]


Name: Arasinya [Deer]

Race: Elf

Gender: Female

Weapons: A long wooden bow, simple only with a few silver threads as decoration, however, it serves its purpose well as her arrows never miss their target. Additionally carries a sword and a knife.

Appearance: Long dark-brown hair. Eyes living and expressive. Slender body, stronger and more agile than one should expect, because of her time spent in the wild. Straight and proud posture. Calm and feline moves.

Personality: Quiet and thoughtful. Curious. [Might add more later]

Other: Has been roaming the lands as a scout since she was young. Skills in tracking and hunting, also has the ability to blend in unnoticed most places, being in a bustling city or in the quiet forest.

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Banner credit: Shadowcat & Nurrantiel Mashiara

(:D Very good... looking forward to having you. And thanks for the comment on my banner)

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

(Think I best come in )

Tabious had the deer in his sight, his arrow drawn back ready to fire. The deer was chewing some grass in a small opening, Tabious in a small hedge keeping silent. His hunger was immense now. He had not eaten for days due to various bad luck scaring animals away this time he would get his meal. He let out a short breath and the deer's head shot up. He cursed under his breath and fired. The arrow barely missed and the deer ran. Tabious wasn't about to give up, he knotched another arrow and gave chase. The deer hopped from side to side trying to shake the elf off but it was no use Tabious was focused on only thing, the deer.
Suddenly the ground changed, it was slippy and muddy, the elf lost his footing and slid after the deer. Tabious threw his bow away, drew his knief and leaped at the deer. The graceful animal side stepped the enraged elf. Tabious found he had leaped at a muddy cliff and fell into a lake. He swam to the surface and smashed the water in a fit of anger.
He calmed and noticed about two hundred meters away there were a group talking.
"Maybe they have food?"

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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Maihele observed the stranger's wonten enterance and raised a slight brow at the awkward actions. She would have laughed, but such a being was rare to laugh, her features fair but emotionless. She paid no heed to the elf in the distance and turned her focus again on the mortal before her, a dark gaze silently focused on the maiden, her stance absolutely still.

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

Renald saw the man two this all seemed very vonfusing, anyone else coming wasn`t coming? The shieldmaiden was a bad liar, Renald quickly packed his camp and loaded his packs on his horse. Renald grinned and kept his bow on his shoulder as he began to walk trough the forest with the horse following him on his walk.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

[Nice post Malrid, very funny *chuckles* But did you actually get to hurt the deer?
Silm, is it still night? I suppose it is, but didn't put any time indications in my post anyway]

A chestnut mare trotted slowly through the shadowy forest. She seemed to have no problems finding her way though the path was winding and almost invisible. The rider on she bore had draped a cloak tightly around herself concealing all of her body, mainly to keep warm but also by the force of habit. She was used to stay hidden and not attract needless attention to her person. In fact if an unexpected eye would happen to watch, he wouldn't be able to tell her gender or race as a hood covered her face. The elf kept her eyes on an imaginary spot on the ground just above the horse's head as in deep thought.
Arasinya enjoyed the silence of the night and she trusted her horse to find their way in its own pace. The quiet sounds of the forest took her to an almost meditative mood.
All of a sudden the sharp noise of branches cracking like if a creature of a considerable size crushed through the undergrowth reached her ears. Arasinya snapped out of her thoughts and glanced around to locate the sound and the one who made it. Before she had a chance to react a deer ran close by the horse. Such a behaviour was obviously caused by something not natural to the forest as the animal was fleeing in panic.
Seems we're not alone here, she muttered to herself while patting the mare to her calm her down. Arasinya dismounted and led the horse forward with caution surveying the surroundings.

[Hope the change in external and internal visual angle doesn't confuse... ]

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(No Tabious didnt hurt the deer)

Tabious needed food and they would surely have something. He dived under the water and swam quietly towards them. As soon as he was close enough he drew a long knief and lept out of the water right in front of the Shieldmaiden.
"Give me any food you have! Now!"

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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Renald heard the shout about food and wondered, if the man was on his tail and needed food to continue the pursuit. Renald wasn`t staying to find out and jumped on his horse beginning to ride trough the woods, but then there was someone walking their horse before him. Renald cursed and spinned his horse around, but still faced this newcomer.

"And who are you?"

Renald asked as he went for his sword carefully, but not drawing it.

(Eä? Well good to have ya )

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

(Nope, when I started the RP, the sun had just risen.... )

Maihele raised a brow at this sudden action. "I carry no food," she spoke blandly as she leaned against a tree, her arms folded and her dark gaze focused on the elf. "I would think an elf would have enough skill to capture his own food, and not stoop so low as to try and bribe it out of others." She gaze a careless wave of her gloved slender hand. "Kill the Mortal, see where it would get you," she added with an emotionless stare towards the being, her gaze cold, as though it could peer through more than just direct appearances.

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

[Hey Curunír, good to be here! If you think I'm power-playing your character, let me know and I'll edit
Umm ok Silm, thanks..]

Arasinya stopped as a stranger showed up on the path in front of her as sudden as the deer had appeared. She eyed him quickly from top to bottom in order to determine whether he was a threat to her. It was in the elf's nature to regard every stranger as a friend until they proved themselves enemies, however, bitter experience had taught her to be on her guard - always.
"Until you have stated your own name and with what right you demand to know my identity, I feel no obligation to tell you." She spoke the words carefully to the stranger, keeping her voice even. From his clothing he didn't look like a typical warrior, however she noticed his rash movement towards the sword at his side and decided he could be a possible thread if she didn't manage to calm him down, as she recognized the slightly hunted look in his eyes almost like the one she had just read in the eyes of the deer. She wouldn't underestimate this man, but needed to know more about him.
"Let's say I'm just a stranger passing through the woods", she answered softening the tone in her voice slightly.
"Who might you be?"

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The elf glared at her but soon turned his gaze away as he saw her star. He felt like she was boring into his soul. He turned away and sighed.
Tabious slumped onto the ground facing the water.
"I just wanted some food, never wanted to hurt anyone."

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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"That is none of your business... if you will now excuse me I have things to do..."

Renald said and turned his horse beginning to ride away.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

"Ah, hunger, it drives many to desperate measures..." Maihele spoke, her voice low, her gaze still steady upon the he-elf. "And what is your name? Seems I am meeting many on my path this day..." She glanced over her shoulder towards Rhan, who was still behind her, looking much like a beaten puppy. Pity moved deep within her but her expression still refused stubbornly to reveal it.

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~