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by Doodlepad on Sat Feb 09, 2013 11:51 pm
The Todd greeted Vasily with a nod. "Good you are on time, ah and here come the lovely ladies now, good good, the back is nice and warm with hay if you should like to rest along the way."
He scooted over so that Tymaril could sit with him up front, leaving Esmeralda to sit in back with the mysterious white haired man.
"Yes my fine fellow red head, sit next to me, we must discuss your character, you know, make it all very convincing. In case you should be questioned. You will need to know what it takes to be The Todd's sister!"
Making haste through such deep snow is more than difficult, luckily the boar was able to clear the way enough for the horses to run. Resed knew time was short, and he urged them along. Soon the road went uphill, and switchbacked along a steep slope and slippery slope. In places where the trees were thickest he had to duck to keep from hitting his head on low hanging branches and pine bows.
Ayden Leaned forward on his giant boar, and kept his eyes out for a path, Grentyl on the other hand kept a firm arm around Shareth's shoulders to keep him steady.
After about an hour of hard riding they reached the top of the hill, Resed spotted the gate, two gnarled old trees and the stone platform between them. "There it is hurry!" He called to Ayden in front.
But the boy was confused. "I don't see a gate Resed! Just those weird trees over there!"
"I think that is the gate!" Grentyl remarked, sure enough there was an odd smell permeating the place, it seemed to be coming from the platform.
Resed hardly waited for his horse to stop before he dismounted, stumbling in the snow. He rushed onto the stone platform between the trees. He cleared off the snow with his foot then murmured a spell in some ancient language. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and he made a sound like the air being sucked out of him. Then his body collapsed in a heap.
"Resed!" Ayden shouted, he prepared to dismount but Grentyl stopped him.
"Stop, look!"
Right where Resed had been standing, a strange transparent figure stood, glowing brighter than the snow, Grentyl caught that it was indeed Resed himself standing over his own lifeless body. He stepped forward and disappeared behind some invisible barrier, leaving the rest of the company rather alone.
Ayden lept off the boar and rushed beside Resed's body. "Resed!" He shook him, but he didn't move. He put his ear to his chest and listened, there was no heart beat to be heard. "He's dead!"
Hazel had a way of winding around in tight spaces, turning and twisting, she liked to keep her pursuers guessing. These creatures were right on her tail which made the game all the more fun, and they roared more like the carnivores she was used to. They weren't very elk like at all really. She wondered how much time she should give the company and how long were these creatures willing to chase after her? She decided it would be better to get rid of these creatures rather than test her luck. She kept her eyes out for anything that could help her. Then she saw it, down the hill to her right, a ravine, narrow with jagged edges.
She went for it, she leaped to the other side, the five undead riders followed and did the same. They made it safely across. She turned back towards the ravine and found where it gaped even wider, she made a daring leap and made it across. The first three of the undead riders were confident and rushed right over the gap, the last two however hesitated, they tried to make the leap, one fell crumbling down the crack. One Down
She saw on the other side a place where the trees were bunched together, only a slender creature such as herself could make it through, she leaped over the ravine and between two trees. The first undead rider tried to follow, but the elk's antlers were too wide, he caught himself between the trees then stumbled backward into the ravine. The riders behind did not make the same mistake, they continued till there was a space large enough on the other side, for them to jump.
Hazel's had to think quick, she spotted where a rocky steep slope descended down to bottom of the ravine, Hazel ran down it, nimbly picking her way. If a hoof were to fall into the wrong place she could get caught and break a leg. She made it to the bottom and kept running, the three riders followed. One of the elk did break a leg and came crashing forward hurling his rider down the slope. It caused a small rock slide, and caught the second rider.
she had one rider left hot on her tail, and the ravine was getting narrower and narrower. The elk's antlers were beginning to brush against the rock walls. she got an idea, she stopped and dropped, (had to turn human in the process) and crouched. the rider went over her, before he realized what happened he was several yards ahead of her. He reared his elk to stop and tried to turn around, but the elk's antlers were too large, and he couldn't turn his head. He would have to back up, all the way to where the ravine widened.
But by now Hazel had turned back into a deer, and was heading back to find her friends.
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