DarkWolfrin
Master Wolf
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He grabbed the maid under his free arm and without thinking he jumped down on the soft grass. He then putted down the lady, but kept his precious cargo over his shoulder.
"Charle, please take care of the maid. We are leaving. If she scream you can knocked her down, but do not kill her. I want her to stay alive."
Charle simply nodded by taking her like a bride and they escaped by where they entered. After that it was all playing with the guards view and trying to reach each individual from his group.
He ran and hide in shadows until they came near his sorceress. With long dark brown hair and a sweet smile you could wonder why she was with this guy. She looked the kind who didn't want any trouble. She then cast a calling spell so his group could escape before his rival could sense their presence.
Then she placed an illusion barrier, smaller then the house, around the three of them.
They ran again until they reached the wall where they all came from. They looked again for city guards, but saw no one.
They jumped over one by one still looking for any movements.
Finally, from a distance, he saw his other members. Then they ran towards the thick woods in front of them.
Charle took the liberty to hide the maid eyes and Noah made sure his little protégé wasn't looking either.
After what seem like an hour they reached the middle of the forest. The thickest part.
They opened doors, walk on bridges and walk up stairs. Then they finally let the girls go into a spacious room made of wood/metal with barriers like a prison.
Charle went on, but Noah stayed a little.
"Food and water will be given to you in the morning. You have this huge bed for the both of you and could sleep away without fear of animals." He looked by the window near a little desk with a wooden chair. "You are 10 meters from the ground and are in our little village. You are then protected against attacks."
His village was made like legend elves. In big threes and near water area. It had a small base, but most of the village was in the threes. We could hear some gypsy music and soft light from the camps underneath.
Then without saying more, he walked away and the door closed behind him. We could hear a lock being twist.
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Posted 02-23-2011, 06:10 PM
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