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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Renfield" data-source="post: 1048850" data-attributes="member: 13493">First player introduction...Amarbie swung her club in a savage overhead arch, something the brigand did not suspect from such a sleight woman wielding such a big club, and with the agility of the like he'd never seen. But the brigand had never encountered a True Elf before, not had he encountered an Amazon either, and the combination proved to be too much as his neck snapped and he lost all feeling in his body. He crumpled to the grass covered ground, he did still feel the excruciating pain in his skull, however that ended when the last sight he saw in his mortal life was that of a beautiful angry looking large eyed fey, this before the rune covered club savagely crushed his skull in a finishing blow.Amarbies work wasn't finished yet however, she let the huge club drop to her ground as her wry form lifted an exotically carved bow, pulling an arrow from her quiver she drew the arrow back and released hitting a fleeing brigand and dropping him dead. "Pathetic men," she muttered as she scanned the area looking for any more of the would be assailants, nothing but grass and trees, though she and her mistress did stray far from the caravan... "none of you would have been worthy to be the slave of even the weakest and most skilless of my tribe." she finished and spat, the man did get a lucky shot in, that gash in her thigh wasn't pretty. She tore cloth from her tunic and tied it around the wound before turning back to Athena.Athena was Amarbies mistress, another strange quality of the Elf, she was a slave, though under the service of her mistress it had not seemed as such. They looked upon one another as equals, even if Athena wouldn't last a day alone in a jungle she was a good woman with a fierce spirit none would suspect in such a normally demure beauty. They had become as close to friends as an Empire woman and a slave could be. Now the raven haired beauty look at the wild elf that had been selected to be her bodyguard under oath of life and soul and tears filled the womans eyes. "This is your chance Amarbie." she said her voice almost breaking "No others are around to see you run."Amarbie was speechless, this was the last thing she expected. Her large icy blue orbs scanned the area and confirmed her mistresses words, they had unintentionally gotten far away from the Ambassador's (her Husbands) Caravan and there was not another guard in sight. "But mistress, I can't leave you." Athena shook her head "Go, now, I'll tell them you were killed protecting me." Amarbie looked at her for a long moment letting her eyes express her thanks, gratitude, and sadness in a way that words could never do justice. "Thank you Athena." she said softly yet audibly and turned and started to run. Should Senator, and now Ambasador, Karsus see through his wifes lie then he would send some men after her. Not too many and not too far but still it was best to be far away. She ran until her lungs burned with fire, she once again felt the thrill of running through a forest, something she had only been away from for a couple years, though those years felt like an eternity. When she was made body guard to the Senators wife they had given her her old items back as well as a nice suit of studded leather and plenty of potions of healing to keep her up in any long drawn out battles. She also kept them because she refused the services of the priests of Solar, she had tribesmates that worshiped the sun god as well as ones that worshiped the earth mother Gaia but the priests of the Empire were different somehow... It didn't matter now though, she was free, with the wind in her hair and green trees around her. She continued to run stopping only once to rest before continuing on and stopping again only when it started getting dark and she finally felt the need to rest. Amarbie winced as she looked at her wound, it had bled quite profusely and the rag was soaked through, she frowned for she knew nothing of the local flora and fauna or had any idea of what might help the wound. This land had trees with needles, some with small leaves unlike the great leaves of the trees of her jungle home. As she drifted off to a fitful sleep she hoped she could find something to help it. She had consumed one of her numerous potions to seal it but the damage had already been done and she had nothing to clense it with.When the True Elf awoke, her wild hair was damp with sweat, her skin was covered with a sheen and her body felt inflamed. reluctantly she stood and moved to a nearby stream and tried to clean the wound. She new the water wouldn't really help, simply sooth the burning pain of the infection a fraction, she had to find help for this one or she could very well die. Amarbie stood and started walking knowing running would only wear her out faster. She continued like that for two days exiting the forest to a hilly region lightly dotted with trees. She sensed peace here, a balance, as though two forces normally at war with one another hunted and lived side by side in harmony. Such was this balance that she almost didn't realize she was on a road until she had begun walking up the opposite bank. Amarbie paused and tiredly and in pain, her fever aflame throughout her body, started walking down the road. She was unable to get in touch with her fey brethren as she was raised in a human society and left out of touch with them. She continued down the road for what appeared to be hours, but in fact was barely one. when her vision blurred and she saw the grass and dirt of the road come up to meet her, then all went black.</blockquote>

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