Ladeos looked at the arriving elf with a slight interest since elves weren`t noisy as humans or not stupid as most of them, elves were at least able to live longer and learn. Humans on the other hand were fragile and stupid fools like many around them, Ladeos kept looking at the elf as he threw his hood over his head and straightened his black robes.

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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!

Rhan felt watched, and kept looking around warily. All she saw were smelly humans. Suddenly someone caught her eye. She stared over he side of her drink. 'He radiets the same aura as Cayo...' she contemplated, then walked over. "May I sit?"

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

Ladeos smiled at her and slightly swinged his hand with the palm of his hand upwards giving her the permission, as he sat Ladeos leaned backwards placing his drink on the table.

"What do you want of me lady?"

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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!

"Nothing. Only a little knowlege. You are not human." she stated the fact clearly "Neitehr are you an elf."

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

Ladeos smiled slightly and let out a small quiet laugh since this was far more interesting he could have hoped for.

"Then what am I?"

Ladeos spreaded his hands.

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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!

Amyra woke up with a start and rubbed her temples, rubbing her nightmare away. She stayed in that position for a long time, and finally decided to get a drink downstairs.

She walked down the stairs and saw another elf. What's up with all of these elves these days?

She signaled for a drink and sat down next to the fire. She cast occasional sidesways glances at a certain creature that the elf was talking to.

Her head suddenly turnerd towards the door where a loud clashing sound and footsteps were heard. What was it?

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Rhan's ears twitched slightly "Well, I dont know. If I knew *sir*, I would not ask. Save out of curiosity of why you were here."

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

Ladeos was disappointed by the elf suddenly, but kept the conversation going on.

" What makes you suspect that I am not an elf or a human? I am quite sure I look like a dark elf..."

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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!

Sil woke to see the ice blue eyes of her horse Elladan. She stood up then brushed the hay off her long green dress, and straped her sword around her belt. Then grabed her ice wand and stood up.

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"But you are not one. And how I tell is my secret." she smiled

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

Amyra saw a man in armour walk in. Oh. she said to herself, expecting something more interesting.
She walked over to the elves and sat down.
"Mind if I join you?"

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Ladeos leaned back to his original sitting position.

"So you expect that if I was something else that I would just say what I am? Clearly you are taking me guarenteed and I must warn you that you haven`t got the slightest idea who you are dealing with here..."

Ladeos was about to leave until a human came to the table asking permission to join them, what an arrogance they always had! He should have smelted them already, but he guessed he was bored.

"If you wish to..."

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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!

"Not at all." Rhan said smiling.

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

She walked outside to a cool river and washed up a bit then walked back into the inn to get something hot to drink. She sat down at a table and ordered a tea. Then waited for it to come.

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Name: Denaris Erydera
Gender: male
Age: [no comment] appears to be 30 or so
Race: dark elf
Profession: mage

Abilities: potent in dark magic; necromancy

Appearance: tall, slender, and handsome (in an evil and unsettling way); long sleek black hair; striking green eyes; proud and coldly dispassionate face; wears black robes with several pouches at his waist for spell components

Personality: charming and quick-witted on the outside; in reality is cruel and merciless on the inside; proud and dispassionate in everything; completely a master of himself and his ambitions; seems incapable of love; can be overly sarcastic

History: He was born as a light elf in a small village with a mother and younger sister. He cared for his family when he was younger, but quickly abandoned them for his pursuit of power. After killing his nephew (his sister's babe) in a ritual sacrifice in the name of the dark gods, he was cast out of light elf society. He found a place among the dark elves of Pnen'adr, learned their dark ways, and ascended to the rank of Second in their magic Council. His only rival is the Archmage of Pnen'adr, who stands between him and rulership of the Council.

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What is it with dragons? Denaris thought irritably as he dragged his battered form down the streets. Though his gold-hemmed robes of Second in the Council were in disarray and his sleek black hair tangled, he still managed a defiantly straight-backed demeanor as he strode down the streets of the human town. He was attracting many stares from the townsfolk and decided it was either his black robes of a dark elf or the soiled mess of his garments that was drawing their attentions. He sighed and glared at the offending humans. Impulsive, dimwitted lot. Why couldn't they just shut up and leave him alone?

And the hell with dragons! His pace quickened. He had spent half his life chasing or being chased by them, it seemed, and would keep on until his hair grayed. He had spent the recent few days running through those gods-forsaken mountains with some black dragon on his heels - Lades or Lameo or whatever his name was - only to fall unconscious for another few days, wake up to find the dragon still after him, and made to hide like some pathetic human in a human pighole. By the gods, as soon as he returned to Pnen'adr he would murder the first-year apprentice whose teleport spell went awry and landed him in those blasted mountains....

He turned and slammed open the door to an inn.

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