Mysterious Forest (Jeaulm,TP or Oot)

Sorry I haven't been posting, School started, along with Cross Country so I don't have a lot of time on my hands >>

<no problem... we're just wrapping up this RP...>

<I'm not good with using other characters, not even dialogue but I'll do what I can with what I got.>

Basil rubbed the sleep from his eyes, "lovely little plot device my friend, keeps live interesting though I hope when the time comes such things dont screw over my retirement."

"Tomorrow I'll pry for answers, but for the moment I'll get back to sleep, keep an eye out if you wish, and should you choose to strike I'll be ready to aid you."

***TOMORROW***

Over the beaten path the group moved forward, once more Basil had worked himself towards the front of the assortment and was walking on his heels so he could keep an eye on the rest while speaking.

"So Faite, tell me my friend... the world is so vast, and the people so deprieved and weilding of a sense of knowledge and grandier, what are your ambitions? Do you seek enlightenment and reason?"

"Some time ago you mentioned a god you hail, what was his name by the way?"

Note that the only reason I use dopleganger is because I need to give you guys a way OoC to tell the two Faite's apart. The only IC character that has a clue is Basil, this is just in case you guys try to kill off one of the Faite's, and have it be the correct one because you 'knew it' was.

bic:

"I seek enlightenment... and I do not believe in such things as gods."

" We've built killed our foes
built them their graves
chased goblin's n orc's
into shallow caves
this day our work's just begun.
In the land where evils won." The doppleganger looked startled by the song, and quickly surveyed the area.

Faite chuckled at his cleverness. This was one of Anoen's (pronounced Anon like in anonomous) little thugs. Probably one higher up in the ranks. That could only mean that they were being tracked.

*****************************Night**************** *******

That night, Faite walked into the camp, and stated to Basil, "We need to get out of here. Leave Zildor and Haradin behind... they have been infected with manipulation magics, and there would be no telling when one of tem would try to take our lives. I really do not want to take their lives, however... I do want to take the impostors life, as that should prevent Anoen from bringing them closer to their doom." Faite whispered as he drew his axe.

Faite closed his eyes, and felt the axe. He let the power of the fire flow through him, and through the axe. The axe's head began to glow. First a dull red, then Brighter, then blue, then it began glowing bright white. Faite was sweating from both the amount of fire magics he had pumped into the axe, and from the sheer heat of the head.

"Stand back." Faite growled, as he quickly beheaded the creature, and released the magc at the same time. The head came off easily, and the wound had been cauterized, insuring that if it was a troll, it would have no way to regain its headm, adn would thus die.

"I'm really sorry for this." Faite whispered to Zorolo, as he put the bag with the bombs in it right next to him. He turned to Haradin, and rummaged in his pack. To you, most knoble of kings, I give you this." Faite said, as he produced a small statuette that looked like an eagle.
"If you ever need help, simply call on it's name, Bae'vayas, Shur't'lay it only has one charge, so use it wisely." Fait esaid, as he stepped away. "You will remember this name when you wake up, but you will not know what it is for. You will know it is important to speak it only once, and when you are in dire need, or you shall perish."


"Follow me... I found a way out about two hours hike that way." Faite said, pointing west of the camp. Faite headed away.

OoC: Bae'vayas, Shur't'lay means Fated-Forger Skilled-Flyer. essentially, a flaming bird.

THE END.

AND THEY ALL LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER UNTIL TIS' THING HAPPENED AND THEY DID THIS THING TO STOP DAT THING THEN LIVED HAPPILY UNTIL TIS' NEXT THING...