Moonlit Darkness

[Wjolf]

~Our story begins in a dark wooded area. The kingdom is torn by wars raging against savage invaders from a distant land. A small rag-tag band of people, varying in all degrees, are creeping softly along, hoping they do not run into any scouts of the advancing army. Rain starts to fall and they huddle closer together, trying to make as little noise as possible. *Crack, snap* They all stop and look towards where they think the sounds came from. Silence. Looking at each other, they start to move forward again. *Crack* *crack* This time, the sounds came from opposite directions.~

Kyran looked around her, seeing nothing moving in the darkness outside the small band. 'We couldn't even have a small light to see by!' she thought a little angrily. Mage-blood allows you to see in the dark better than the average human, but not well enough to pick out anyone who might be stalking them. She nudged Thomas and whispered, "Can you see them? I don't want to shift into something more appropriate to defend us if they are going to be too close for me to finish it safely." Thomas stood a little straighter and peered into the darkness. "I can't tell. But the sounds have stopped," he whispered back. As the two of them started to gather everyone into a circle, something came crashing out of the bushes to their right.
The thing was wearing torn clothing, ripped practically to shreds, and its eyes were wide and wild. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Get away, get away!!!!" It screamed as Riyuken grabbed it by the neck and lifted the dripping mass off the ground.

[Red Mage Black]

As he hoisted them up he looked them straight in the eyes. "Who are you and what are doing out here?" He seemed serious about this, the fact that someone just came crashing out of the bushes and ran towards the group.

[The Darth Vader]

"Mm-mm-my name is Ppp-Pp-pyriss, aa-and there was something ch-ch-chasing me!" the shivering being stuttered. Riyuken lowered him to the ground, where Pyriss collapsed in a heap. Erik came over to him and with a few whispered words, the air became noticably warmer and drier. "Better?" he asked. "Yes, thank you." came the whispered reply. During the commotion, one member of the small band had disappeared into the darkness, and padded back over in the shape of a large black wolf, with a jagged scar across its right hip. Erik jumped back, then realized that it was Kyran in another form. She let her tongue loll in amusement, then sniffed the new member of the band to discern what had been chasing him.

[Raiden]

Thomas scratched at his head, shaking his shaggy blonde hair around more than usual. The Eye of Isis hanging from his necklace seemed to reflect some strange light, even though it was almost black everywhere they looked.

Thanks to the Eye of Isis, Thomas's eyes were currently glowing a slight green. While the group was looking over the straggler from the underbrush, he was scoping out the surrounding area.

There was something out there. Hiding. Darting from bush to tree. He didn't know what it was, and he didn't know if it was stupid enough to attack them.

But something was there.

[Overcast]

Farsin felt it too, after that little man had appeared he had begun scouting out the area within a 20 yard radius of any brain waves and had singled out this singular man or whatever it was. He hadn't gotten the chance to enter it yet but he wouldn't like to take the chance of a witness to know who he was. If that man even tried him he wouldn't be in very good shape.

[Syka]

Skya was just looking for an excuse to fight and drew his blade. "Do you sense anything," he asked Kyran. He didn't need an answer because he looked into the forest and saw a pair of glowing eyes. Startled by then he launched twin bolts of electricity at the eyes; without even waiting to see if the lightning hit Syka charged at the eyes. Whatever the creature was it threw him into a tree like a ragdoll leaving Syka stunned.

[Overcast]

"Fool!" Suddenly he lunged out his hands in a clenched fist and grabbed the man with his mind and began to bring him to the ground, slowly as not to hurt him...yet. He approached and said, "There are two questions I want to ask you, and I can be given them or take them so answer quickly, firstly who are you and secondly what are you doing here chasing this man."

[Raiden]

(OOC: You guys better hope that this is what Wjolf wants to happen.)

[Overcast]

(if not so I am willing to delete my post and backstep my actions a bit)

[Wjolf]

(OOC: ::big grin:: this is great, I am thoroughly enjoying this line of reasoning and action. Really shows the personality of the characters we are dealing with.)

The man caught by Farsin quivered as he tried to hold his tongue against the tremendous impulse to speak the truth, but he was no match for the Mind Stalker. "I was chasing him because...aaacckk gurgle..." the man began, but was cut off with a gurgle as his throat was punctured by an arrow. Everyone looked around, trying to find the hidden archer, but the rain kept pouring down around them, obscuring nearly all sound. 'Damn it,' Kyran exclaimed in mind thought to her companions. 'This rain will keep me from tracking this dead man's trail back to whomever he was working for.'