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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tonguez" data-source="post: 1435825" data-attributes="member: 1125">The Misylak Forest, Night. This is no place to roam in the night, for the forest is thick and its silence heavy. Nonetheless there is one, an elf, and he is running. Running without seeing for the terror that pursues him has made him blind to reason, already  his two companions are dead, - one torn down bloody by some terrible man-beast, the other slain by merciless bolt from the shadows - sweat pours from this last pathetic creature.The very forest seems alive against him, tearing thorns and grasping branches. Slowing him down, making him stumble, fall.He rises and his vision is filled with shining lights and butterfly wings, the Pixies have caught their prayer, they let their invisibility drop so the elf can see who its devourers will be. The pain of a myriad of stings and the elf dies, his flesh will be stripped and by morning only dust shall remain. Behind the Pixies a whirlwind settles dropping the corpses of the elfs two companions along with the leaves and debris it has pulled up in the pursuit and begins to take on a humanoid form. "A good hunt" the Dark Hunter laughs as his body solidifies "you have done well my little ones"It is then he heeds the call.'A while Death King' he answers silently 'in the morning I will go to my brothers lair. For now my children feast' It is not too long before others in the Pack arrive, some in the forms of wolves, others as men and a few in some intermediate form. The last two emerging from the shadows are the twin Hunt MastersIn turn each bows to the Dark Lord and then go and take their part in the feast. Only the Hunt Masters linger beside their Sire."The Lich King has called us to go forth" the Dark Hunter informs his Lieutenants "In the morning I go to the my brothers Lair, you will assemble the Pack - is that understood?"Ravage snarls and Raptor grins both so different in the expression of their hunger...***************************************************In the Morning the Pack rests from the nights feast but already the Dark Hunter has gone, in a word he is transported to the Lair of the FireKing."My brother" he greets the Red "No doubt you too have heard our Masters call from his troubled dreams. Have you consulted the Pool? and what have you seen?"Two of the Dark Hunters 'Dog soldiers' follow a short way behind him carrying what appears to be an ordinary looking glass 5 feet tall by 2 feet wide "and this is a gift" the Hunter indicates "salvaged of a trio of wayward adventurers from the West who would try and enter my forest without offering tribute"(ooc if its okay with you I'll key the Word of Recall Spell to the Dragons Lair. That way we can both teleport home if we need to)</blockquote>

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