Evendale

Alright because the role play now has at least one of each race we could begin. I think perhaps it would be best to wait at least another day to see if anyone else signs up, otherwise I will post an entry to start the rp. If either of you would like to play more than one part (two at the most i think) you are more than welcome to.

Al'Turian wasn't late, he had been shadowing Chandra as soon as she set off on her journey. His dark skin and clothing blending in with the trees as they left the heart of the Elven kingdom. He would never leave her outside of shouting and sprinting distance for a moment, his life was to protect her. It was what he had been trained for all his life. To fail now would shame his entire family. He followed her to the edge of the trees, leaving her there he circled around within the tree line, searching for anything or anyone that was a threat to his charge. All the time he kept the princess in sight.

Once the hunter was assured that no one was watching and waiting he left the trees and walked up to Chandra. He approached from behind, footprints making hardly any sound on the lush grass. "M'lady" he announced, his voice soft yet controlled and defined, as she looked glanced behind. His hair and body looked like he had playing in mud, so coated with mud and leaves as it was. His hair was more plastered enough that almost none of his natural white showed through. His backpack contained meager provisions for himself, food and basics. But iy also contained extras of everything the princess would need, including a tent which she had forgotten herself.

(ooc those pictures of Driders give me the creeps...I hate spiders :-) )

(ooc lolz)

Al'Turian walked ahead of the princess. his hair and face mostly absent of leaves and mud. His hands were at his belt, poised over the hilts of the rapiers sheathed there. He had been on edge for over an hour now. They been walking on the path in the open for most of the day and the sun began to dip below the horizon. The shadows from the trees in the distance and the minor nuances on the fields were long and harsh. The sky itself was turning golden yellow. Then a darker orange. Although Al'Turian could see in the dark better then most elves he was uncomfortable in bunking down in a unknown country.

He turned to see how his charge was faring with the journey "We've got about an hour and a half before we reach the inn." He said to the Princess "If we pick up the pace we might be able to get there only a little while after dark. Do you think you can make it Chandra?" He didn't doubt the woman in the least, he knew that she was likely to forge on in response to his question. It was merely his duty to think about her well being.

Chandra rolled her eyes and picked up her pace, "of course I can make it." She had to admit that she was a little tired, nothing too bad though. It hadn't been a particularly grueling trip. She had spent most of her time taking in her surroundings.
Things didn't seem to different. There was definitely a different tone in the air...less balance, but there were still trees and birds. The sun was setting and the first stars were beginning to peek out from their place in the sky. She smiled up to the heavens basking in that moment. To her the world seemed so wonderful. Full of life and mystery. She knew that this was not going to be a fun trip, it was a mission, but she couldn't help but be excited.

She wondered what the others would look like, what they would sound like...how they would act. It was so exciting, she was actually a little frightened....what if these people couldn't be trusted?

She brushed that thought from her mind, if there were any problems she was not alone here.

Al'Turian grinned as Chandra, as he predicted, fell for his goading. She picked up her pace, just as he wanted, it should cut their journey time by a decent. However, things did not go the way the Dark Elf planned, the sun set too quickly, as if he was in a different part of the world. In a way he was. He got more edgy as the darkness deepened, as a Dark Elf his vision at night was spectacular, better then the enhanced eyesight of the elves. But even he could not pierce the jet black shadows scattered across the grey fields.

Roughly half an hour later a black dot appeared, it looked like a squat building. The inn? Al'Turian could only hope. After all, he wanted to get Chandra inside, into the light and protection. He froze a moment later, his ears picking up the distance whinny and thudding that indicated the approach of horses. He jerked into movement, knowing that the Princess would hear the sound too, he roughly pushed her off the trail. He hoped that whoever was coming would be only using the road and wouldn't notice their black forms in the dark of the night.