Anthor ran though the streets, as fast as any elf. His persuer was none other than the evil Arnon. The shade had once again hunted him down and was in the process of trying to kill him again. Anthor ran into a small tavern in the Surdan city of Lithgow. It was smelly and filthy, but it would provide sufficient cover from the shade. Anthor looked around and when he noticed none were looking, he cast a small spell that changed his facial features temporarily to help him hide frmo Arnon. He walked to the bar and said, "One beer please."

Arnon had hunted Anthor for some months now, all over the Empire, he had tracked and killed trying to find the rider, Anthor. His efforts were not wasted, he had caught sight of the human on the border between Surda and the Empire and had followed him. He continued to follow him untill they got to Petrovya, then he attacked. The human somehow eluded him there and now he was here in Lithgow, the place wasappauling to the shade and everything about it angered him, still he was too busy to destroy the tow, he was hunting Anthor.

OOC: Open to all, don't ask to join, just do.

OOC: Anthor and Mesariah know each other, I think..

IC:
Anthor walked over and sat down next to a man who had his hood over his eyes. He said, "I know you, but I don't know from where. Who are you?" Asked Anthor to the man next to him. He looked outside and saw Arnon go by the tavern and toward the nearby armory. Anthor peered into the shadows of the hood and said in a whisper, "Mesariah? Is that you? Its me, Anthor. am being followed by a shade, why are you here?"

Arnon walked past a man, whom he sensed had some power. He thought to himself, This could be Anthor, in hiding. He slammed the man into a nearby wall and said, "Come on out Anthor, if this is you, lets see your true face!"

OOC: Arnon is attacking Reik.

OOC: Its Anthor, lolz.

IC:
Anthor arrived at the foothills of the Beor Mountains late in the afternoon. The Sun was getting lower in the sky and causing his shadow to langthen. He was sittign atop a small rise and listening to the birds as they sang. Arnon was not in sight and Anthor felt safe. He stroked hsi white beard throughtfully, thinking about his childhood and the stories his father had told him. He continued thinking, late into the night. He thought hard and long and late that night, it dawned on him.

Arnon stopped at the clearing. He said to Reik, "They were here, but they are gone now. I am not sure where, but I think I will rest here for the night, no use in over exerting myself just for two cowards, we will continue the hunt tomorrow.

OOC: Your turn Red.

When his opponent tripped, Anthor took his chance, he let loose of the man's mind, as well as let him go physically and leapt backward. He now stood some five feet from the man. He quickly drew his blades and held them at the ready. He said, "Let us try this again." and swung his blades at the man, hoping to catch him unawares and get in a good strike at the man.

Arnon smirked as he cut the man, he thought to himself, If I can still inflict damage, maybe I will not have to resort to magic. amd continued his attack.

OOC: I was not tryin to GOD-mod Mesaraih. I was talking about Arnon getting cuts on him, just letting you know.

OOC: Go ahead with your post, Morwen, BTW red, she pmed me asking to join.

OOC: Morena's gonna have fun bullying y'allses characters, and so will Terra when she comes. Come on red don't you want Morena to send Reik and Mesaraih whimpering home? actually Terra would be better for that... Anyways...

IC: Morena looked with disgust at the four fighting figures. She had not tracked them with the intention of getting caught in a fight between the four. "Blasted humans, and Shade!" she cursed as she came into sight. "Even Urgals know when to make a pause in the fighting. You four seem to think your hate, and energy is endless!" Morena's voice was filled with disgust at the men, whom she hoped to insult by comparing them to Urgals. It always seemed to work before, and she hoped it would now. Morena's green eye seemed to show nothing but hardness, while her brown showed hate--contrary to the slight smile on her face. Morena looked at all of those fighting with a commanding stare. "Stop fighting for five minutes at least, or if all of you prefer I can summon one to stop you." Morena's voice was as commanding as her look, but held none of her hate, or disgust for those she saw. She doubted they would do as she said, but she waited anyways.

OOC: Morena may find Arnon slightly more hard to bully than you think.

IC:
Anthor broke off the fight with Reik, long enough to look at the woman and say, "What would you say do, eventually someone will tire and they will be killed, and what business is it of yours?" asked the rider annoyedly as he moved about the battlefield to dodge the blows coming from the man. He thought to himself, What business do es she have here anyway?

When the woman walked up and compared him to an urgal, Arnon leapt away from Mesariah and lifted himself high into the air to avoid the rider and said, "Do not think yourself powerful enough to insult me... human." spat the shade disdainfully. He diskiled human riders, but hated humans themselves. He said, "You are weak, leave before I deciede to kill you too." said the shade angrily.

Morena laughed her musical laugh. She had gotten the results she had anticipated. Morena looked at the shade. She hated being called human as much as others hated being compared to Urgals though she was one. "As you said shade. I have no power when compared to you, but it is enough, and I am content." Morena told him. "And even if you tried to kill me you would fail. The dreams never lie."
Morena looked at the humans. She was surprised that the older one had shown a form of politeness, but that only made her hate him more than she already did. "It is none of my business if you decide to kill each other." Morena said to the older human. "If I had my way I would watch you die gladly, but the dream forbids it. For now."
Morena looked at the other human who had spoken. "I dislike people in general, especially dragon riders." she told him coldly. "I would leave if I had a choice, but the dreams do not lie, and my fate leads me. You will have to live with it temporarily. It may do you good." Morena felt her hate grow for the younger human who had told her to leave. That was what she wanted. Morena looked at the other human in surprise when he lowered his sword and didn't speak, although she didn't show her surprise. It was harder to hate someone who obeyed, so her mind began searching reasons to hate the human.
Morena decided to figure out why to hate the human later, and looked at all four men again. "Hate, power, fear. Why do you let these drive you?" she said in disgust ignoring the fact that hate filled her very close to completely. "The quickest way to resolve your fight, old rider, is not to fight until one drops from exhaustion. A Final Justice match would be much quicker, although I doubt even you would know what that is, as it is only found among birds of prey, and rarely."
Morena's brown eye flashed hate, while her green flashed annoyance at the older human. She hated talking, but it appeared that the only way to keep the four men from fighting was by explaining why she was there. "True Dreams do not lie, and the Dreams told me I would meet four men on this day, and this very hour. It has happened, therefore I unfortunately have no choice but to fulfill the rest of the Dream. I live through it so you four might as well do the same. Without fighting. I don't care if you go your separate ways, but continue fighting in your stubbornness, and I will summon one in my anger, and stubbornness that would even stop you, Shade." Morena said what she did to the four men in a quiet voice that ordered complete obedience, although she allowed her face to show that she didn't expect it, or want it. Morena smiled slightly. "Have I made all of you angry enough yet?" she asked without explaining what she meant.

OOC: Do you have a story line or know where this is going voenth? And Morena knows she can't bully Arnon, but that won't stop her from trying =)
That post ended up much longer than I expected.

OOC: I have no clue, let me know and I will put part of it in my next post. I made this topic out of boredom, lol.

OOC: Oh that's wonderful voenth. No goal as of yet. Just wonderful. Are either of you planning on killing anyone? If you don't have any ideas voenth, then do you red? I suppose we should continue this via pm's?

OOC: Yeah I know, but sometimes it can be annoying. Of course those with story lines can be too soooo. voenth? when are you going to take your turn?

OOC:I guess we should, PM me your idea, Mor, or Red, I might kill Arnon, but I don't know as of yet, so let me know.

OOC: About all your characters who've met Morena think she's odd voenth i.e Horace and Anthor And I'm bringing Renell in.

Morena was annoyed, but nothing more. "I have a friend who is both rider and shade. You are not as special as you seem to think." Morena said to the shade. As if to back up her words, a dragon landed, and a rider dismounted. The dragon flew off and as the rider approached Morena cursed silently--despite being friends with Renell she didn't like being around her too often. "Getting yourself into trouble again, Morena?" Renell asked with a small smile. "Do you ever do anything else?" Morena looked at Renell--glanced actually--and answered the younger human who had spoken. "I wouldn't care if you killed yourself right now just to prove you could do it when the dreams say otherwise. In all reality I would be happy if you did. If all of you did."
Renell looked the four men up and down. She recognized the shade for what he was immediately--as a shade rider--and ignored him while she studied the other three. "Why do you always choose those more powerful than you to pick fights with?" She smiled when Morena gave her a quick glance--it was her equivalent to a wide eyed star, and gasp from normal people. Renell twisted her young elf face to something more commanding, but friendly, rather than a playful expression, and gave a little thought as to whether or not she should ask their names. She decided against it. For the moment.

OOC: Well, they are right, aren't they? lol.

IC:
Anthor looked at Mesariah and began to move backward, crsing silently when a rideress and dragon landed. He said, Begin to get out of here, maybe this new rideress will keep them busy. I know it is wrong, but better their skin than mine, the Varden need me and I have information that cannot fall into the wrong hands. said the rider mentally, thinking about the knowledge of the ruling families of the dragons, as well as the names and locations of their children and homes.

Arnon laughed aloud and said, "It matters not that she is a shade rider, if she does not use the magic of darkness, then the is not a true shade rider." said the rider as he whistled loudly, and suddenly, there was a dark pool of shadow in the midst of them and a ruby-red dragoness stepped out of the darkness. She blerw a small flame out of her mouth, but unlike most fire, shadows wrighed inside of the fire. Tamar stepped proudly out of the pool of darkness that Arnon had summoned her by and growled at all the other creatures present and said threateningly, Who are you, speak quickly before I kill you. spat the small red dragoness angrily.

OOC: Morwen it is your turn, I know you have been gone for a while, so if you are not able to post soon, we will skip you and keep going but you are more than welcome to jump back in whenever you get back.