IC: The man had a light beard, a shaved head and wore an earring on his left ear. he was sleeping on a large gilded bed which stood in the middle of the room. From outside the window, hanging on the ledge, Avander spied the man's peacefully breathing figure through a magnifying crystal. To Avander's back, forty feet below, was a small garden, and a tall stone wall, topped with spikes. Behind the wall paced two impeccable sentries oblivious of Avander's prescence outside the window of the lord they were guarding. Avander resumed his crouching position inside the niche in the ledge. After ten minutes, the two sentries below stopped pacing and conversed animatedly with each other. Five minutes after that they moved off and into a small guardroom thirty feet away, and Avander sprang into action. His gloved hand smashed the window into shards, and padded feet raced toward the sleeping man inside. Whisking a small knife from its sheath, Avander slit the throat of the man sleeping upon the bed just as two guards - identical to the ones outside - opened the door, swords drawn. Avander threw his knife into the first man's throat and quickly dodged the blade of the second. blocking the man's next blow with his hand, Avander delivered a punch to his wrist, knocking the sword from the guard's grasp, then broke the man's neck. He then took the sword from the floor and placed it across the door to prevent entry, then quickly walked to the window and scaled hurriedly down the wall. Landing in the garden bed, Avander quickly removed his black clothing to reveal a bright leather outfit beneath. Then he took off his padded gloves and discarded the lot into a bush. Quickly regulating his breath he walked calmly out of the castle gates and into the empty street just as two fresh sentries came out of the guardroom. He walked hastily down the road only to hear heavy footsteps behind him.

Kariana awoke with a start. Panic rose in her throat, as she desperately tried to remember the events of the past few days. Her mind was bleary, and her eyes clouded. Slowly blinking, she cleared her sight, and examined her surroundings. It was dark, but she did not need much light to see by. The stone walls were bare, and a damp smell hung in the air. A tiny barred window rested near the ceiling, and a huge dark door was set into the wall on her left. Kariana looked herself over, checking to see if she was ok. Her claws were bloodied, but the blood wasn't hers. She craned her long neck around to examine her wings, moving them gently. They were pierced in a few places, but she decided it was nothing serious. It seemed that her hard scales had done a good job at stopping any arrows. She dragged herself to the door. Her movements were slower and clumsier than usual, and she seemed drained of strength. Kariana silently rammed her broad shoulder against it, but it was far too thick for even her to force open. Carefully, she picked her way over to the window, and found it looking onto the empty street. Realising she was underground, she felt a horrible tightening feeling in her chest, which threatened to rise to her throat and choke her. Claustrophobia overwhelmed her mind, but she forced herself into calmness, and laid down to think.

OOC: lol I just read Kariana's bio. cool dragon. it seems that Kariana was not the one who made the heavy footsteps behind Avander then? what do you propose to do now

OOC: Could I join.

OOC- meh, we need someone making heavy footsteps then.

OOC: Well if its okay with Argetlam then I could be that person.

OOC: Is it okay if I join?

IC:
Falayna walked down the crowded street, carefully keeping her face shadowed by her hood. It was madness for her to return to Urû’baen, but something kept drawing her back to the Black City. Falayna adjusted her gloves and belt, comforted by the familiar weight of her bronze scimitar and array of knives. People came in and out of the main road, shopping, talking and traveling to taverns and friends’ homes. It seemed like any other city in the Empire, yet it was more modern, sleeker, less homely, and darker. Pushing locks of curly brown hair back from her eyes, Falayna gazed at the street. No one here would expect a young girl in worn, although expensive, traveler’s clothes to be a servant of the king. Or worse, a wanted servant of the king who was out of favor. Gazing down the street once more, Falayna saw a young man in a leather outfit walking nonchalantly, yet quickly, down the street. Falayna’s knack at reading people drove her to notice the stiff motion of the man’s arms, and the way his gaze wavered slightly to the right. He was being followed, and he knew it. Whether he was worried, panicked, or amused by the situation remained to be seen. Falayna positioned herself against a building, one booted leg up against the wall, arms folded across her chest, and waited. Whoever this man was, he’d reveal his purpose in time.

OOC: okay, it is funny because two people join who are both unrelated to the heavy footsteps, AND the person who does want to be the person with the heavy footsteps only asks permission! lol... anyone is welcome to be the heavy footstep guy lol.

and until somebody does control the heavy footsteps, we wont be going anywhere for some time...

Erais had seen him. She was following him. She wish that the boots she was lent didn't make such a horrible thump every time she took a step. She then fell back a little.

Darn boots. Why do they have to thud so much. She thought to herself.

Even at a small disstance the boots still thuded. She then stopped. She hoped he hadn't heard the boots she was wearing.

Oh man. Why did I swap my light sandles for these heavey boots. She thought to herself.

ooc can i join

OOC: yeah but you'll have to find a way for your character to enter unobtrusively

IC: Avander continued walking. The footsteps behind him became slightly softer, telling Avander that the person had made an attempt to mask their prescence. The trained assassin's instincts in Avander began to take over as he quickly formulated a plan of escape and counterattack in the event of attack. When the footsteps abruptly stopped, Avander walked two paces then whisked out his knives and twisted around quickly. When he saw that it was an unarmed person he turned back around and ran down the sidepath, diving into an alleyway. He waited, his body tense, with knives at ready.

Erais quickly tore off the boots and ran after him. She knew she was much faster without those heavey boots. She then whipped around the corner. She ran down the small narrow raod. She then turned into the allyway. She then came face to face with this person. He was holding knives. Erais quickly stopped.

What did I get myself into. She thought.

She then quickly pulled out her dagger. She now regreted leaving her sword outside of town.

Kariana could hear footsteps outside. It was a small alley, so she guessed it was mostly unused. Her head pounded, and she just wished for a bit of quiet. However, as the footsteps quickened to a hurried running, she was overcome with curiosity, and stretched her neck to see out the tiny window which was at ground level. She couldn't see much, but Kariana could hear that there were now two people outside. It seemed like a chase. Suddenly, the footfalls stopped abruptly.
Maybe it's just a couple of thieves. She thought blearily, but still adjusted herself to see if she could get a better view of what was going on.

Falayna followed the man into an alley. She drew her stiletto knife and her breathing quickened. The smell of blood welled within her, and it was all she could do to keep herself from killing someone, anyone. Falayna rested her left hand on her scimitar’s handle, and gripped the stiletto until her knuckles were chalk-white. Heavy footsteps thudded behind her. Turning her head, Falayna finally saw who had followed the man. Strangely, they were not visibly armed or angry. Just following. Falayna gasped in surprise and her jade-green eyes widened. Brushing her curly hair behind her ears, Falayna raised her face mask until it fit snuggly over her nose and mouth. She let go of her scimitar and reached to her belt, picking out three sharp throwing knives. Resting them between her fingers, she continued into the alley. She tried to stop her heart from thumping, but blood lust and fear welled within her. If he was wanted, she could kill him, and probably take him or his body to King Galbatorix. If he was innocent, escapes from the Black City were what she specialized in, for the right price, of course. Falayna straightened her short skirt until it lay flat over her leggings. She drew her hood over her forehead until it and her facemask concealed everything but her bright eyes from view. She stepped out of the shadows and whispered, “What are you going to do?”

Erais turned around sharply.

"Who are you. I will not come in peace." Erais said.

She then drew her dagger. She now really wished she hadn't left her sword outside of town.

Erais, darn you. This person is probably here to get me. I hope they don't reconize my face from the wanted picture. She thought to herself.

She then watched this person carefully.

OOC: its nice to see there are a lot of people in this rp. all the rping is cool

IC: Avander guessed that the woman in front of him would not harm him - she had not been ready for a fight, and her posture was not aggressive. However, the flash of cold steel in the shadows led Avander's eyes to another, barely discernible figure which looked much more threatening. light from the alleyway entrance cast a faint silhouette upon the figure, which was undoubtedly female. the glinting steel - knives, by the look of it - rested between her fingers, and a hood covered any further details of her face. However, a very slim build as well as a very good disguise led Avander to identify her as an assassin of high experience. Looking out of the corners of his eyes at his surroundings, then looking back at the glint of metal between the hands of the woman in the shadow and at his own meagre stock of weapons, Avander decided that a face-off with her would probably end up as a fight to the death. However, he was not too concerned with the situation - the two women definitely had no direct orders by the look of it, and he had talked his way out of tighter situations.

When the woman holding the dagger turned around abruptly, Avander quickly dropped his two knives upon the floor, blades first. The resulting clang of iron upon stone jolted the two women slightly. He raised his hands and then touched his palms together lightly in a sign of peace. If worst came to worst his hand-to hand combat skills in the narrow alleyway coupled with strength would easily overpower them, or at least give them a very long fight.

Kariana peered out the tiny window. She could barely make out a couple of figures in the shadows. Most likely women, she thought, seeing the build of their bodies. However, there was another, closer to her. The clang of metal resounded off the walls, and everyone froze, even Kariana. It seemed that these people had not noticed her yet, for which she was glad. She shuffled about, ready for a fight to begin amongst them, as she could sense the hostility in the air. She checked behind her to see if anybody was approaching the door, then placed one fore foot against the slimy wall, and pushed herself up to get a better view out the barred window.

OOC: neither islanzadi or erais are here yet... i won't make a move... you're separated physically from the potential fight between avander and the women... how will you be joining up with the rest of the rp? perhaps after the fight? or maybe avander will somehow get a truce going and try to free you?

OOC- I don't really mind. Lets just wait for the others and see what happens.

Erais looked at him. She then stared at his hands. She then returned to looking at this hooded figure.

"Why are you here?" Erais asked.

She knew that they wouldn't be able to harm her. She had gotten much experiance in magic, swords and fighting. She was glad in a way she hadn't lost a battle yet. She had thrown many men double her size. She then slipped her hand under her cloak. She then brought up her bow. She had an arrow on it. She pointed it at the assasin.

Ioksok walked into the room with the dragon "Food is here" he said throwing some raw meat into the bowl in the corner. "What are you looking at?" he asked as he resumed his post, siting in a wooden chair by the hevy door. Ioksok took his sword out and set it agianst the wall, "What are you looking at?" he asked agian.

OOC- if it dosn't work then i can delete it

OOC: use punctuation in quotes, please, Ioksok. The rest of you are doing well!

Falayna’s heart stopped momentarily as the woman next to her knocked an arrow. Raising the stiletto farther before her, she aimed the throwing knives by her thigh so that if thrown, they would go through the woman’s lower stomach. Unfortunately, adjusting her stance forced Falayna’s hood to come loose and fall about her shoulders. This revealed her wavy, short brown hair, her green eyes, and her features. There was no way to cover herself quickly again, so she made no move to replace the hood. She widened her stance and the leather of her boots scuffed the dirt and stone of the alley floor. Quietly, she whispered once more.

“I mean you know harm. I am but a traveler, and curious to see what that man was running from.” She shot the man behind them a look and turned her head once more, gazing imploringly at the woman. “I swear, Lady, I do not mean you ill, and I do not wish to fight you. However, if you do not lower your weapon, I will be forced to hurt you.” Falayna flashed her wicked smile of brilliant white fangs and waited for her adversary’s response. Any experienced fighter would no she was no novice from her stance, weaponry and tone. This was merely a test.

OOC: its funny... we are all invincible... it doesn't look like we will be fighting or anything.

IC: Avander sighed. It would be useless to attempt anything else from his position, and they were not making any moves toward him. If a fight erupted between the two women he would not make any contribution. Looking around, Avander saw a narrow pipe on the wall to his left. There were very few handholds, but the pipe was rusted and his bare hands would provide adequate grip should he require a quick getaway.

After a few tense moments between the two women, Avander's attention was directed to the hazy alleyway entrance. The sun had risen higher and a commotion had arisen outside - most probably the alarm had been risen that visiting Lord had been killed. However, a few moments later the sound of organised marching echoed through the alleyway. Realising the danger he and the two other women could be in if it were soldiers of the Empire, Avander ignored caution and dashed in between the nocked bow and the knife of the two, keeping his hands high in the air. "I think some people are coming this way." Avander announced. after a few moments of silence he glared at the pale cloaked woman in the shadows. "There is a place back in that alleyway we can escape by. Those are most probably guards of Lord Fall'ur, the noble visiting from the south of the Empire. They have bows and will have little trouble with us. You do not mean me harm, so please follow me." Avander backed off quickly and put his hands down. When there was no further response he turned around and briskly walked to the pipe. The sound of marching footsteps grew louder - it was now clear that anyone in the alley would be facing a formation of more than fifty soldiers.

Erais held her stance.

"We can take them. I know we can." She said.

She then fitted in five other arrows. She then waited. She wasn't going to run away this time. She was going to stay and fight. She was tired of fighting. She put up her hood, then slipped into the shadows. Erais then waited. She had gotten her dagger. It was back on her side. She then watched and waited.

Kariana snapped her head round to look at the man who had just placed the meat. Hunger gnawed at her insides, but she made no move to take the food. She bared her teeth at him threateningly, but she knew she was currently too slow and weak to attack him. He seemed to know this as well, and remained perfectly calm, even when a deep warning grow erupted deep in her throat. When he had backed away a little, she untrustingly glanced back out the window. Many feet marched in time just outside the alleyway, and the man made a move towards a rusty pipe with a few rungs. The other women remained where they were, and one even seemed to be preparing to attack whoever was coming. Kariana's vision was still lazy, after what she presumed was drugging, so she couldn't make out their faces very well.

"Shut up you stupid dragon, if it wasen't for me you would be dead." Ioksok said looking at the dragon, he heard shouts from the window. "What is going on?" he asked, but backed up as the dragon growled.

The soldiers started to attack. Erais shot down eight of them. She then killed some more. She gave up there were to many. She started for the escape. She got up. She didn't look back. She ran through the city. She then came to the edge. She made it out. They closed the gates behind her. She grabbed her sword. Then waited for the soldiers.

Ioksok stormed out of the building, following the soldiers. "What is the meaning of this" he yelled trying to find some order "Where is your comanding officer."
One of the soldiers said that he was killed in the fight, "I will take her prisoner," Ioksok said with a scowl "Go on your way."
Turning toward the girl, "follow me and you will stay out of iorns" he said as he took her weapons and pated her down.
"Get moving." Ioksok said as he pushed her forward.

Erais broke free. She grabbed her weapons. Then took off running. She turned a corner. She then jumped onto Erador.

"Fly." Erais screamed aloud.

Erador took off. She started to fly. Erais looked behind. She hoped they wouldn't get caught.

The soldiers had come seemingly out of nowhere. Not waiting for an explanation, Falayna drove her stiletto through the nearest man’s chest. Yanking it out, she twirled and stabbed a soldier in the leg. The throwing knives were flung, one in a man’s face, another in his foot, and the third in his shoulder. The sent of fresh blood filled the air and Falayna inhaled deeply, savoring the smell. Before anything more happened, however, the other woman had flown off. On a giant, shinning dragon.

“What?!” Falayna cried out in shock. Caught off guard, a soldier was able to slash her shoulder. Crying out in pain, Falayna hit the ground, knees first. “Ugh,” she grunted, turning her head and blocking her face with her knife before another man was able to come at her. Ducking low in the chaos, Falayna managed to half-roll, half-crawl over to the man who had been in the alley before the soldiers came. Her shoulder stung, and Falayna has received several other small cuts and bruises. Right now, friend or foe, any help would be necessary.

“You,” she gasped, rising to her knees next to the man, a few feet away from the soldiers’ mess. “We need to get out of here. I do not really care who you are, but I’m injured, and I need help.”

Erador, circle around and get those two out. I will keep them disstracted. Erais said.

Erador then flew back. Erador let Erais off. Erais started to fight. Erador picked up the two. Then flew off. Erais stayed behind to fight. She continued on. Her gloves were torn off. Her silver palm was showing. She contined to fight. She then got a blow in the back. She scaled the wall. Then ran after Erador.

OOC- we should probably wait for Argetlam.

OOC: Fine with me.

OOC: You guys have been doing very well, but I have one thing to say. Where did the long posts go? I was having so much fun reading you guys' long, complex posts, and now they're dwindling down again. Aww.

OOC: I was running low on ideas. As soon as I have something to work with, they will be longer.

OOC: sry i went on a school camp lol

IC: Avander had been ready at the pipe for some seconds while the savage exchange had followed between the armoured plumed guards and the swiftly moving woman. While he marveled at the speed and dexterity of her attack, Avander knew that the regrouping formation of trained guards would soon overpower her. When she came rapidly toward him for backup Avander wasted no time in quickly seizing her then half-throwing her as hard and as gently as he could up the wall near the pipe. When she had a firm hold of the pipe, Avander then quickly removed his cloak and then scrambled up the pipe himself; a hand supporting the woman above him. Chancing a quick look below into the alleyway, Avander saw three soldiers quickly notching strings to shortbows. Knowing that he and the woman were very easy targets on the side of a bare wall, Avander hastened speed, almost slipping. The rooftop was less than ten feet away as the first soldier let fly his arrow. Avander threw himself into the wall, gripping onto the pipe with his fingertips, and felt the arrow miss his neck by centimetres. Avander realised he would not have such luck with a second arrow. As the woman above lifted herself gracefully onto the rooftop, Avander felt the barbed point of an arrow pierce his left ankle. With a final desperate push with his other foot he scrabbled and felt the edge of the roof with his left fingers, gripping as hard as he could while tendrils of firelike pain swept up his leg. Hanging on with a grim resolve, Avander desperately looked up for the woman's help.

Erais continued on, she got a few arrows in her side, legs and one in her shoulder. Erador continued to fly. She was out of the city. Erais got an arrow in her right arm. She fell to the ground. Her ankle broke. She got up. She quickly pulled the arrows out. She gave a shriek of pain. She could hear the guards running around the corner. She grabbed the wall for support. She quickly put her hood up. She pretended to be a begger. At the end of the group, one of them looked down. He saw some blood.

"She is right here." He yelled.

Erais got up. Her wounds bleeding. She then ran on her ankle. She made it out. As soon as she got out. She passed out, from the loss of blood.

"Erias, why did you do that?" Ioksok asked as he lifted her up, he walked to the end of the ally and looked out then ran across the road, carrying Erias over his shoulded. The building he enterd was a large barn. Fang whatch her he told the red dragon siting in the far corrner. He laid Erias down and tended her wounds, then grabed some raw meat and walked down the stairs in one of the corrners of the barn.

Ioksok threw the food to the amthyst color dragon, and walked back to see how Erias was doing.

Erais was awake by now.

"Why did you do that?" She asked. "You could be sent to jail."

She felt her ankle, it still hurt a little.

Erador, are you okay? Erais asked.

Fine, we are safe.

Erais then sat up, she leaned against the wall. She thought for a moment. She knew that Ioksok would be killed if they found him with her.

Ioksok saw here look at him "like thye could kill me." he said with a smile, he looked around "No one comes in here they think Fang will eat them, you'll be safe enough until you can leave."
He sat down and grabbed her ankle gently, "It was badly broken." he said rubing it. "What were you doing here any way?"

"I was passing through. I also needed supplies. I had to risk the chance." Erais replied.

She then looked at Fang.

Erador would have liked to be with you. She said.

She then tried to stand. Her ankle gave way. She fell to the floor. She then took out her dagger. She then tossed it around. The blade glinted in the light. She then put it away. She then she got out her bow. She looked it over. It was fine. She then put it away to.

I miss her. Fang told Erias, Ioksok hurryed over to her as she fell "Are you ak?" he asked helping her up. Ioksok found a long stick that Erias could use as a crutch.
"You might need this,"He said giving her the makshift crutch "I could help you get out of the city if you want." he added.

OOC: Lets wait.

Kariana padded around the room repetitively. She tore up the meat that she had been given. On closer inspection, it seemed to be the carcass of a small horse, or maybe wild deer.
Whatever it is... she thought to herself
It's very old and dry! Just as she had finished tearing the food down to the bone, she sat back and listened intently. She could hear voices, but her mind was still fuzzy, so it was difficult to make out anything which was said. Frustratedly, Kariana tried to mentally contact anyone she knew that might be close, but her efforts only let to a frantic, high pitched buzzing inside her head. She stopped trying, and heard the voices again. Was she going crazy? Frustration boiled inside her to a point where she let a huge roar rip through the still air, not caring who heard. Anger surged inside her. She was angry at being trapped, angry at being stupid enough to allow herself to be caught. With this simmering red hot feeling deep inside her, she checked the window again, then the door.

Fang heard the roar, and snaked his head down the stairs and through the door, Why are you so loud, if you roar agian ill have to Fang stoped because he heard some one walking around the barn. His head snaked back up.

"Erias get up." Ioksok wispered helping her hide in some hay that fang was using as a bed. Once he could no longer see her Ioksok drew his sword and waited.

OOC: where is everybody

OOC- I don't know. I was going to wait for somebody who hasn't posted in a while to continue.

OOC: I am here. Though I am a bit confused with some of the posts.

IC: Erais dived into the straw. She then drove herself deeper into it.

"Oh no." She whispeared.

She then covered her mouth. The door whooshed open.

"Where are you hiding her? Where is she?" The captain shouted.

Erais stopped breathing. She held her breath. Hoping that they would leave.

Ioksok came to the door to meet the captian "Get out, there is no one here but me and my dragon." He said. Fang moved his head so it was level with the captian's and blew smoke into his face.

The captian peered around and said with a sneer "If i find out that you helped a fugitive, I will have you head." With that he turned on his heal and walked out of the building.

Erais's lungs almost burst. She then gasped for air. She sucked it in. It made a loud sound. She had done it to quickly. The guards heard it, they waited out side. Waiting for there prey. Erais spat straw out of her mouth.

"Yuck, that is the most discusting thing I have ever had to taste." She continued to spit it out.

She then spat out the last of the straw. She stood up.

"Thank you very much. I have to go now." She said.


Outside the city, in a small thicket. Erador waited patiently.

Ioksok nodded "Down the stairs to the left, Its another way out." he explaned she wood come out in the sewers but it was the safest way.

"There is a dragon, I can't find a way to get it out." Ioksok started then there was a noise out side the door. "Get out of here." He wispered to Erias.

"Thank you." Erais whisppered back.

She then stood up. She fell down. She had forgotten all about her ankle. It gave a loud crack. The brake was worse now. The gaurds outside had heard it. They knew they had her trapped.

OOC: I had forgotten all about her ankle. Just till now.

Kariana heard a crack. The sound was clear and sharp as it bounced off the cold walls. She realized, with relief that the fuzziness surrounding her mind was gone. She peered out the window, and found that her accurate sight could pick out the tiniest details from huge distances. The first thing she noticed, was a troop of guards positioned outside, not too far away. She moved over to the door, finding that her reflexes were fast and skillful. Kariana was about to throw her weight against the thick door, when she realised something. This room was below ground level. That meant that the weight of whatever building might be above was relying on the frame of this room to support it. She would never fit through the door, so she would have to remove chunks of the wall to escape. It was likely that the whole building would come down on top of her. Angry, she tried to think of a way to escape. As she gazed at the window, she noticed that it was in an indent in the wall. This indent was slightly bigger than herself, that would mean if she broke through the bars and the stones surrounding it, there would be no structure above it to collapse. The armed guards were outside, but she knew it was the only way out. Carefully, she snaked over to the window, and pressed her left front foot against the wall underneath it, standing on her back legs. Silently, she wrapped three claws around the first bar, and applied the strain against the wall, pulling with all her might. To Kariana's surprise, the iron bar popped out quite easily, and some stone from where it had been embedded in the wall, crumbled away. She repeated this step with the other three bars, making sure that the guards didn't hear her. The small opening in the wall where the bars had been, would allow her to excavate the stones above and around it.

Erais tried to stiffle her scream of pain. She covered her mouth. She began to sweat. This wasn't a normal break. If it didn't get fixed, she knew the damage would become permanent.

"Now how will I get out?" She said.

Her ankle then started to burn. It was getting worse and worse, by the second. She then crawled over to the wall. She then used it for support as she stood up. It was going to give way. Erais then sat on the ground, her breathing becoming thin.

Kariana hurriedly tugged at the loose stone bricks. They crumbled away fairly easily, and as soon as the hole was big enough, she pushed her head through it. Frustratedly, she hefted her head along the ground, her long neck spines getting trapped in the hole every so often. As soon as her head and neck were free to move about in the alley, she gripped the floor with her claws on both front feet, and pulled with all her might. Pushing upwards with her powerful back legs, her broad shoulders met with the stone wall. Within the space of 3 seconds, it had shattered and crumbled away with a tremendous noise, and by the time she had completely climbed onto the street, several guards were charging towards her. Kariana knew that if she attempted to fly away, her wings would be an easy target for any archers among them. She patiently waited until they had reached her, when a torrent of flames exploded from her mouth along with a deafening roar. Most of the men screamed in agony as they fell to the floor, curling up and hugging their legs, as if to shield themselves from the pain. The ones that had escaped the inferno had suddenly thought better of it, and had scattered away, sprinting back up the alley. However, their heavy armour slowed them down, and Kariana considered pursuing them.

OOC: I think Avander is still hanging off the ledge of the alleyway with one hand, with an arrow through his leg... would appreciate if no further major events occurred in the story until IslanzadíDröttning comes back lol. and I think it is good how there are two alternate events occurring at once. How do you think my character will meet your characters

OOC- I'm not entirely sure how they should meet, but I agree we should wait for IslanzadíDröttning.

OOC: Okay, I am going to pm IslanzadíDröttning make sure she hasn't forgotten.