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<blockquote data-quote="Emiricol" data-source="post: 1930948" data-attributes="member: 469"><p>Ver'huin was a small Elvish settlement, of the usual type for the Erunsil - built within the trees rather than atop them as was the custom of their neighbors to the south. </p><p> </p><p> Typical of such settlements, it had the dueling tree, which was commonly used by the community elders to teach the children the art of <em>Edhel Alata</em>, literally translated from High Elven as <em>Elf Glory</em>. This was the style of fighting the Erunsil had mastered over centuries; it used an intricate pattern seemingly random defensive and offensive movements (primarily thrusting), with both one and two of the unique Erunsil knives.</p><p> </p><p> The knives, which they called simply their fighting knives, were Usually two feet long. Each was masterfully crafted by an expert Elf weaponsmith. Half the length was a baton-line hilt, the rest a tapering, single-edged blade. They could be thrown, so well balanced were they, but they didn't truly shine until they were in the hands of an expert of the Snow Ghosts - which included nearly any living adult Erunsil.</p><p> </p><p> Other notable locations in Ver'huin included arms and armor stores, a provisions and general wares vendor, and finally, a local sorcerer who made his way in the world primarily by healing the injured and sick, and collecting various rare herbs for making healing oils the Humans could use and take with them. All operated on barter, with Oruk tusks being worth much in the settled areas by Man and Fey alike, and as worthless as any other tooth in the wilds.</p><p> </p><p> <em>Ah yes, the Humans</em>, Thrayn noted bitterly, for there were some two dozen Men encamped in a small clearing nearby. The Fey generally disliked them, but the Humans were tolerated in these dire times because they were aggressive rebels in the fight against Shadow. Most had come in the last year, and none constructed a permanent home lest the Fey descend upon them and obliterate the offenders for their presumption - and their damage to the forest. A small tent village marked the location of the Humans - along with their stink and the smoke of poorly constructed cookfires.</p><p> </p><p> Thrayn and his two Humans drew much notice in a small place like this, for travellers were not common enough to have become mundane. The Humans were wary as they always were, and the Fey simply noted the presence of two more Men and an unknown Elf - at first. Only another Fey could have noted the sudden change in atmosphere among the trees when Thrayn was recognized, and a dark whisper arose throughout the elven settlement. The clanging of the Elven weaponsmith stopped as well, leaving the forest unnaturally silent for a long moment.</p><p> </p><p> Bornhild, who had over the last two days become somewhat friendly with Rongald, was ignorant of this however and nodded to the other human in the wagon beside his and said in Norther, <span style="color: yellow">"I would wager that our wares will make us welcome indeed in this place, should our mythical master choose to stay here."</span></p><p> </p><p> Rongald merely shrugged. <span style="color: yellow">"He goes where he will, and I follow. He keeps me alive and I keep him in Oruk teeth."</span></p><p> </p><p> Thrayn motioned the wagons to halt near the human portion of the settlement, and the two humans did so quickly, gladly stepping off the hard seats and stretching, but with a wary eye towards their unfamiliar surroundings. As his foot hit the ground Bornhild winced and drew in a sharp breath between gritted teeth. Blood wet anew the bandage at his ruined shin. Thrayn walked over to him and knelt down, placing both hands on the man's shattered calf and closed his eyes. A wind seemed to blow from the Elf's hands, strongly enough to disturb his shocking white hair, and a chill went through Bornhild's entire body. </p><p> </p><p> Thrayn stood, then, and looked into Bornhild's astonished eyes. <span style="color: Yellow">"You'd be of little use hobbling around on a ruined foot</span>, he said in the Human tongue. <span style="color: Yellow">"Get warm by the fire. We'll be here for some time."</span> As he walked away toward the Erunsil trees, Bornhild watched him wordlessly. After a few moments he scrabbled to remove his bandages, revealing a leg that was without any sign of injury. Bornhild shuddered once more, clearly of mixed feelings on the matter.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Emiricol, post: 1930948, member: 469"] Ver'huin was a small Elvish settlement, of the usual type for the Erunsil - built within the trees rather than atop them as was the custom of their neighbors to the south. Typical of such settlements, it had the dueling tree, which was commonly used by the community elders to teach the children the art of [i]Edhel Alata[/i], literally translated from High Elven as [i]Elf Glory[/i]. This was the style of fighting the Erunsil had mastered over centuries; it used an intricate pattern seemingly random defensive and offensive movements (primarily thrusting), with both one and two of the unique Erunsil knives. The knives, which they called simply their fighting knives, were Usually two feet long. Each was masterfully crafted by an expert Elf weaponsmith. Half the length was a baton-line hilt, the rest a tapering, single-edged blade. They could be thrown, so well balanced were they, but they didn't truly shine until they were in the hands of an expert of the Snow Ghosts - which included nearly any living adult Erunsil. Other notable locations in Ver'huin included arms and armor stores, a provisions and general wares vendor, and finally, a local sorcerer who made his way in the world primarily by healing the injured and sick, and collecting various rare herbs for making healing oils the Humans could use and take with them. All operated on barter, with Oruk tusks being worth much in the settled areas by Man and Fey alike, and as worthless as any other tooth in the wilds. [i]Ah yes, the Humans[/i], Thrayn noted bitterly, for there were some two dozen Men encamped in a small clearing nearby. The Fey generally disliked them, but the Humans were tolerated in these dire times because they were aggressive rebels in the fight against Shadow. Most had come in the last year, and none constructed a permanent home lest the Fey descend upon them and obliterate the offenders for their presumption - and their damage to the forest. A small tent village marked the location of the Humans - along with their stink and the smoke of poorly constructed cookfires. Thrayn and his two Humans drew much notice in a small place like this, for travellers were not common enough to have become mundane. The Humans were wary as they always were, and the Fey simply noted the presence of two more Men and an unknown Elf - at first. Only another Fey could have noted the sudden change in atmosphere among the trees when Thrayn was recognized, and a dark whisper arose throughout the elven settlement. The clanging of the Elven weaponsmith stopped as well, leaving the forest unnaturally silent for a long moment. Bornhild, who had over the last two days become somewhat friendly with Rongald, was ignorant of this however and nodded to the other human in the wagon beside his and said in Norther, [color=yellow]"I would wager that our wares will make us welcome indeed in this place, should our mythical master choose to stay here."[/color] Rongald merely shrugged. [color=yellow]"He goes where he will, and I follow. He keeps me alive and I keep him in Oruk teeth."[/color] Thrayn motioned the wagons to halt near the human portion of the settlement, and the two humans did so quickly, gladly stepping off the hard seats and stretching, but with a wary eye towards their unfamiliar surroundings. As his foot hit the ground Bornhild winced and drew in a sharp breath between gritted teeth. Blood wet anew the bandage at his ruined shin. Thrayn walked over to him and knelt down, placing both hands on the man's shattered calf and closed his eyes. A wind seemed to blow from the Elf's hands, strongly enough to disturb his shocking white hair, and a chill went through Bornhild's entire body. Thrayn stood, then, and looked into Bornhild's astonished eyes. [color=Yellow]"You'd be of little use hobbling around on a ruined foot[/color], he said in the Human tongue. [color=Yellow]"Get warm by the fire. We'll be here for some time."[/color] As he walked away toward the Erunsil trees, Bornhild watched him wordlessly. After a few moments he scrabbled to remove his bandages, revealing a leg that was without any sign of injury. Bornhild shuddered once more, clearly of mixed feelings on the matter. [/QUOTE]
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