Le Carinval

[confused_child]

I follow close behind with my hand on my hilt.

[better?]

 

[PsicrystalAffinity]

After about an hour the two figure reach another clearing. This one is at the top of a gentally raising hill. There in the center is a very old well. The tops of the three feet high stone circle are beginning to crumble. The bucket, and hoist are completely missing. The only thing to bear witness to there pressence here is two boroken shards of wood standing off across the well from each other. The clearing is earily silent, not even the birds can be heard. The eary silent sends a chill tinging down the back of your neck.

The zombies walk up to the well, and drop the caldron into it. After a breif puase a loud thunk rings out of the silence like a cannon shot. Then the two slowly turn, and stand un front of the well. Unmoving, as if patiently waiting for the trumpts of judgement day to sound, when they can fininally rest again.

 

[Rhiannon Star]

Rhiannon scans the area carefully, looking to see if there's anyone else around. Then she nods to Akashia, and cautiously, slowly begins to circle around to the far side of the well from the undead. She doesn't draw a weapon, but keeps her hand at the ready just in case.

 

[PsicrystalAffinity]

The clearing is silent, and as still as the grave. The two figures take no notice of her as she circles around behind them.

From with in the well she can hear the faint sound of iron scrapping against gravel. Then a shovelling sound, and finnally all is silent once more.

For a breif moment everything is peaceful. Then there is a wooshing noice, and one of the zombies sprootes an arrow from its neck. It sways under the empact, and then begins to turn in its direction. At that moment another arrow lunches itself from the trees, and finds a home in the zombie soldier. The force makes the figure take a step back. It regains its footing immiadately, and both turn towards the forest were the arrows are coming from.

[Everyone loves intiative time!]

 

[Rhiannon Star]

Rhiannon curses under her breath and turns towards the trees the arrows came from. She shouts to Akashia, "You want to take care of the zombies or our visitors?" She tenses up, ready to dash after the intruders.

 

[confused_child]

"Wait, if the intruder wanted to attack us he's had two chances." Scaning the trees I speak loud enough to be heard: "Please stop shooting and come out, the zombis will not move."

 

[PsicrystalAffinity]

Niether of you can seem to pierce through the dence foliage.

 

[PsicrystalAffinity]

"Shooting these creatures will do more harm than good!" Rhiannon shouts warningly, drawing her bow and aiming it slowly around the woods. She glances at the zombies quickly to ensure they aren't actually threatening anyone. "Would you have a whole town slaughtered?"

 

[PsicrystalAffinity]

Your words are answered only by the two more arrows in succsession. They impact with a thunk in the first zombie.

The movement in the brush betrays the elf hiding within it. Akashia sees him clearly, Riannon is two distracted by the immiadate danger to have noticed him. He is a tall sender man with steely blue eyes, and short blond hair. Covering his head and sholders is a forest green cloak. It has spots of white, and breaks up his out line, making him harder to spot against the trees. Strapped tightly to his side is quiver full of arrows. Poking up over his left sholder is the hilt of a long and slender sword. The tip of witch is visble coming from behind his right hip. There is a look of steelly resolve on his, as he focuses in on his target.


One of the zombies seems to realised were the attack is coming from, and it begins shuffling towards him, will the other turns and lumbers awardly towards Riannon. Its hands are stretched out before it. It's fingures flexing as if practicing ahead of time to choke the life out of her.

 

[confused_child]

I move to were the zombi is choking Rhiannon and slice its head off.