Rosekitten
Thorns and Claws
|
|
|
#269
|
|
She wouldn't have been the only one to lose themselves if they kept going, he knew very well she made him weak. Really he hated feeling that he'd give in to someone let alone a light elf, he had gone all these years without a second thought on anything and she was making him question everything. What would it matter she was being taken back to her kind's location and that was that, he wasn't going to see her further after this day so why think on it too much.
Once they got to where they needed to be he didn't say much of anything. Though it wasn't because of her or what had happened it was more that he was on high alert even in the darker hours he wan't taking a chance out here. He nodded a little to her question but still never said a word, he wasn't going to tell her that he planned to never see her again it would be for the better.
Really he wished she hadn't of kissed him, that made this a little harder on him then he ever expected. "Don't thank me, that's not how your suppose to treat your enemy.." he teased at her a little, though he was right she should be putting a show on just in case of anyone watching. He stayed where he was as she started walking away, really he wanted to go after her but knowing he couldn't he turned and started to head in a different direction.
He knew where most of the major dark elf encampments were with generals leading them, he'd seek out another one and get into some work at least busy work to keep his mind from thinking. After a while he figured he'd forget about her again and that would be that.
~~~~~~~~~~
It took no time to find work, really he passed between three or four of the camps to ensure he was busy with some form of a task. Though even with that and daily fighting he couldn't stop thinking back on that day. Why did it feel like he was missing something now, what had really happened that day. It wouldn't matter even if he had missed something it was too late to regain it. She was probably long gone and he had avoided the area of that camp just to ensure he didn't cross her path.
It was probably at least a month after he had left her there, there were rumors spreading among the light elf camps of a dark elf with a scar on his face though the scar part was commonly left out, and it was switched around as word got out that this one seemed to be the king killer. The very dark elf that ended up really sending this war into full force, even if his intention wasn't that.
Rumors were that he had taken out at least three of the generals in such a short period of time, it was almost unbelievable. But facts were fats and each of the generals were killed in a similar manner, though it wasn't as brutal as some of the dark elves where they went about to display the corpse of the dead. These kills seemed to start off as one on one fights and it would seem the killer was testing his strength.
The real name of the dark elf was never heard and no one really had a chance to see what he looked like aside from a few lower ranked foot soldiers.. he seemed to oddly leave them alone so long as they didn't do anything stupid or rash and try to attack him. He really was testing his skills and strength.. what other goals did he have really Brishen was still one of the top commanding light elves. Taking him out would be a major blow to them.
He never thought twice if was Judith's brother, if it came to it he might have to face her again though he'd have to do something to make sure she didn't interfere... killing her was a option, but he couldn't do it. Maybe lady luck would continue to shine on him and he wouldn't have to deal with her.
A light elf foot solider from the last camp raid ran past the guards to Brishen's camp and panted explaining he needed to speak to the commander, being escorted to him he fell to his knees and waited till he was told to speak by Brishen. "Another.. another camp has fallen s-sir.. " He gasped out trying to get air back into his lungs. it was the one neighboring this one not man miles from here.. with general Alton" He stayed on the ground being too weak to get up again from running the whole way in a panic state praying that he wasn't to be struck down before he got the message here.
What the scout had told Brishen was true, it was the camp close by. He hardly felt the need to rush off he was told to take out one of the main generals.. but he needed to lure him out the camp Brishen was in was heavily guarded unlike most of the smaller camps. He'd need Brishen to come out of his hole. Sure it was asking for a death wish but at the same time he almost seemed to welcome death again, all he had done for the past month was kill. Anyone that stood in his way. He'd stick around this area for a few nights to see if it lured anyone here, Brishen or not they could still be killed to lower the number count for the light elves.
|
|
Posted 09-17-2011, 01:27 PM
|
|
|