IC: Verna sat on a log, and wondered what a beautiful day it was. There was a light spring breeze, the tall trees were budding, flowers were blooming, and birds were chirping. Near by was a little stream. Fangoth was laid down by Verna’s little feet.
Verna, are you sure that no enemies are near by? asked Fangoth.
Verna cocked her head. I’m sure of that. Fangoth, why do you ask? replied Verna.
I was just wondering. But I do sense someone nearby. said Fangoth.
Verna got up when she heard some rustling nearby bushes. “Are you an enemy? Show yourself! Now!” exclaimed Verna.

OOC: Please join! My character’s bio link is in my signature!

Wil stepped out of the shadows, halting Kagraign before he could move. "I mean no harm, i simply heard someone and came to see what was going on. My dragon and I were just taking a break on our journey to take something that was lost to us." Wil's face darkened, "Galbatorix is...nevermind, let me introduce you to my dragon. Kagraign, you can come out now." he said. Kagraign stepped into the light, knocking over numerous trees with his bulk. Hello, small one, who is your companion? What might you younglings be doing out here on this beautiful day? he asked. Wil quickly added, "he calls anyone smaller than himself small one, even me. please don't mind him..." The two watched the woman and her wolf patiently.

"You are a rider, right? We were scouting today, it is nice to see a friendly dragon here in Avalia, for most of the dragons around here are wild..... And you speak of Galbatorix...... He comes from another land... You are definetly lost!" said the halfling, Verna.
Well, welcome to the Great Forest of Avalia, a place of wonder, magic, and mysteries. said Fangoth, the black wolf.
"Oh! We forgot our manners, my name is Verna and the wolf's name is Fangoth. We can lead you to Dragoneye City, it is a port and then you can make your way back home. What is your name, fellow traveler?" queried Verna.
Verna and Fangoth waited for an answer from the travelers. Another breeze swept by.

Ghansor watched the strangers converse. He knew who his target was, the one known as Wil and his dragon companion Kagraign. They were a couple of the ones that fled from his master and his rule, Galbatorix had sent them on a quest and they didn't come back to complete it so, Galbatorix sent him to find what why and kill them for it, then he was too finish the job himself. His master also said to kill anyone he associated himself as not to gain attention. He had followed them from several lands. His dragon was up high, looking about at the other dragon. Ghansor looked up and saw him several lengths up and decided to wait a little longer, his bow on his back and his great sword at his side waiting for the kill. And he continued to watch the conversation.

OOC: Sorry if it's a bit godmodey but I had to think of a reason for following you, sorry.

Verna, with my psonic abilities, I sense an enemy nearby... warned Fangoth.
Do not worry, for this forest is protected. replied Verna.
Fangoth lifted his head to sniff the air, than he growled. Birds near by started to silence. Verna gripped her Leafagas's pommel, and readied herself for an attack. Fangoth glanced at Verna.
Be prepared. said Fangoth.
Verna glanced at him and then similed. She steadied herself and looked back at the travelers that spoke to them.

OOC: That is okay!

Since his scent of trouble was great, Ahmed sensed evil nearby. Wandering the great forest had given him the lust for traveling and adventure and he was sure to get it with this new scent. He ran through, despite how much rustling it made. A row of bushes stood in his way and he plowed through. He was startled and halted, almost slipping. A group stood in front of him. A halfling, a dragon, a wolf, and a boy.

OOC: It's not god-modding at all...

Sloane sat in a tree watching the hunter. Spying on children, eh?, she thought.
Not far away her Dragon waited in a clearing. "Sardas, go", Sloane whispered. The hawk screamed and took off.
Now?, asked the Dragon.
Yes, Nysia, Sloane replied to the Dragon. She eased back into the branches and waited. Soon...
Nysia huffed, blowing smoke from her nostrils.
Still the hunter did not move. "Mother..." Sloane gritted her teeth and looked down into the glade where the hunter's prey sat. She smiled at the sight of a wolf and remembered Mage.

Ooc: sorry. havent been on in a while.

Ic: "I am Wil. I've already introduced you to Kagraign. There is an item we are searching for, and it could possibly destroy the wretched worm who has tried to control me since birth. I speak of Galbatorix. My search has brought me here, to this forest. A...friend...of mine gave me scrolls that show what i'm searching for to be here. It is a bow of common size and make. The difference is that this bow has been augmented with magic and the arrows with it possess unspeakable accuracy and power. Do you know of such a weapon?" Wil asked. He shifted uneasily, uncomfortable with all the people he sensed around the area. People seemed to follow him as sheep follow a shepard.

Verna felt like that she was being watched. She took Leave's Light out and showed it to Wil.
"I have a weapon like that... It was given to me from my mother," Verna sighed. Then she asked, "Why do you need this weapon like the one I have in my hands? I have yet to discover all of the weapon's virtue."
Yes, and I have heard of this country from which this Galbatorix comes from... Is the countrys name Alagaesia? asked Fangoth.
A hawk high up squaked and flew done and landed on a branch in a nearby tree. Verna brushed her bangs from her face and waited for Wil to answer.

OOC: It is okay!

"Yes, the land I come from is Alagaesia." Wil said to the wolf. He then turned to Verna. "I seek this weapon because in Alagaesia rumor has it that only an arrow shot by that bow, an arrow that pierces both dragon and master can end the plague that has become Galbatorix forever." He explained. "It is said that when an arrow pierces his dragon and himself, Galbatorix' power would decrease 100-fold. That would be weak enough for a lowly peasant to kill, but at the rate that his power grows, even this won't be powerful enough to touch him within ten years. Please, this wretched monster of a man has corrupted my land for over a century. I was found as a young lad of ten, when Kagraign was only three. Though that was only four years ago, i've seen enough destruction for all the lives that Galbatorix' wrath has killed. I got sick of it and when i heard of this powerful weapon, i had to find out." Wil said. He unsheathed his katana, which he'd found with Kagraign's egg. "This is my weapon. It's name is Peace in Elvish. I found it with Kagraign's egg. It is very uncommon in Alagaesia and it wields more power than even all of the Forsworns' swords put together, but it can't kill Galbatorix. Not unless he's weakend by your bow first." Wil said. He re-sheathed his sword. "I can't help," Wil started, "but feel that we're being observed by one man that I truly hate. He's always been most persistent in trying to kill me by 'accident', and I fear he has followed me here. It's never come to true blows, but he's set traps before, and I belive this could possibly be one." he said.

"Interesting story, Wil. But here, magic is stronger, there for there is dead magic areas and wild magic areas. I will travel with you to Alagaesia and help you defeat that cursed tyrant. But why my bow?" Verna asked.
Verna please watch your mouth, warned Fangoth.
"And enemies like that are fools" added Verna.

OOC: Sorry if it was rather short.....

Wil took that as somewhat of a sign. He swiftly drew Mor'ranr (ooc:peace) ic:and leapt toward the woods. He swung Mor'ranr at a tree, the blade glowing with a mysterious power. it cut clean through and exposed the man who Wil hated with all his power.

ooc: sorry it's really short but gotta wait for Scarecrow now.

Ahmed had listened to Wil's story carefully as it had quickly gained his interest. When Wil took his sword, Ahmed eyed its design and aprooved of it but then when Wil cut the tree to reveal a figure sitting behind it, by instinct, Ahmed put his hand on his sowrds hilt as well, eyeing the figure with a hard, unwavering look.

Sloane stood immediately, pressing her blade to the boy's throat. "Lowering your arm", she whispered gravely. He made no move. "Lower your arm!", she repeated, pressing her blabe into his thoat. She could feel her scars surfacing on her face.
Sloane! Sardas shrieked, flying overhead. Nysia's wings covered her as the boy tumbled backward.
The brush! Go! Sloane pushed Nysia away and stumbled forward. Ka'lracis svanei she mouthed, raising her palm. The girl, Verna, backed away, as blue flames lept from Sloane's hand. A crash sounded in the brush and an arrow pierced her shoulder as she moved to stand in front of the boy, Wil.
Pain crashed over her like a wave. Her eyes flashed, abonding caution, she charged the hunter that lie waiting in the brush. She met his blade in a shower of sparks. Pushing him easily to the ground.

Sorry if it sounds a little strange! I'm kinda used to battle scenes!