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Maree Lumaria

A Holy Cleric who summoned an Old God of Arcanum in order to banish the shadow of Naar on Terra.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Maree, as played by RolePlayGateway

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A gathering that seeks out the seven feathers of Dhaelhel in order to banish the taint of Naar on Terra.
The Naari are followers of Naar. These individuals have aligned with the Old God of Death in order to throw Terra into eternal Chaos.

Description

ImageName: Maree Erd Lumariale. "Awe in Light of the Stars".
Age: Three Thousand Six Hundred and Fifty Five Years
Gender: Female
Race: Full-Elvish
House: En Lighte
Class: Holy Cleric
Marriage Status: Maree is bonded to Al'Kaera though, he himself has not undergone the rights of marriage for his own culture. This is a powerful ceremony as to where if Al'Kaera were to die, the death would drag Maree with him.
Alliance: Chaotic Good.


Staff: Lore has been passed through the En Lighte Elves for generations upon generations. The staff shifts forms from each owner and will shift once more growing in power as the elf within it's ownership bond themselves with a life mate. It is the mark of royalty within the En Lighte and only the most powerful of the race is graced with it's presence. It will hum songs to either soothe the bearer or warn of an evil presence near it's carrier. It can also draw the carrier to evil in a teleportation spell if there is good cause. The carrier of Lore may choose to have it reveled or not by summoning, though not all times does it appear.

Disadvantages
Spells: Maree can only cast one spell per person and up to three people. The spells only last up to three turns depending on how much magick is needed. The more complex the spell, the more draining it is on her.
Lore: The staff can take her wherever it wishes at any given time, even forcing her to leave at a critical moment.
Dark Magick: Since Maree is a Holy Cleric, her weakness and opposite is anything considered dark or evil.
Bonding: If Maree bonds to another creature, if they die, she will die as well with them as their souls are intertwined.
*Note: There are a lot of personality disadvantages concerning her past and the history of her people, but I'd rather not get into all of that.

Personality
Maree is a quiet elf most times and observes what there is around her. But if there is a reason, she shall speak on curiosity if something were to pique that specific side of her personality. She is not afraid of anything as death is just the cycle of life that much continue on in the world, and she has lived for quite a long time. "All things must come to an end, as do all Lore's of my people so that a better and more wise ruler shall come behind me."

For now, Maree is a Wanderer. A Learner. A Teacher.

So begins...

Maree Lumaria's Story

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#, as written by Maree
In the cloud of settling dust and ash was a silhouette of a female. She stood at the edge of the crater. Maree knew who was in the crater. She knew of the deity and she knew of the elven man. Maree had come at the sign of the meteor to help Dhaelhel's Fall. What Maree did not expect was for Al'Kaera to be present.

"It has been a very long time," the en lighte called down to him in her melodic voice. Maree carried herself down into the crater to join the gathering there. She was wary of Al'Kaera and did not approach him at once. Yes, they were lovers but it had been a very long time since they had last seen each other.

And even though Al'Kaera was her sole motivation for living, Maree knew she had to preserve Dhaelhel.

"Lumariale," Dhaelhel greeted and the fallen deity stood like a foal standing for the first time. Her knees knocked and her legs shook but eventually Dhaelhel stood upright. Maree looked on her like a loving mother and held out a hand for Dhaelhel to take.

"Thank you both for aiding Dhaelhel. She is the Old God of the Sky from the world Arcanum. She is now mortal," Maree stated as Dhaelhel hugged to the elven woman like her own child. "She's just like a newborn child."

"Who is your friend, Al'Kaera?" Maree asked. Her gaze locked onto him. The flame of desire and an ache of sorrow was present in her eyes but Maree kept her composure. Aderas how I have missed you, Maree thought to herself.

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#, as written by Aderas
The liquid of the flask had both a rejuvenating, and yet soothing affect, setting the edges of her fingers, toes, ears, and nose tingling slightly. Its taste was something that could only be likened to a deep, woodsy bouquet, as if pine and earth had some hand in the making.

"Astute observation," he remarks charmingly, maintaining the soothing tone he had adopted. He decidedly had not removed the mask or hood as of yet, as, despite the air of calm and peace that was descended over the healed woman, there was still the possibility that whatever had done this may be near; Angelic beings did not, usually, simply drop from the sky.

Shifting his footing, he looks around somewhat, having sensed a new presence approaching; the man, normally composed and calm, felt his jaw drop. "Am Mathanuo!" He exclaims. His eyes, a steely silver, shifted abruptly to a lavender, almost purple hue. He stood transfixed as she approached, explaining who the Angelic being was, she herself having may as well dropped from the sky. Composing himself, he nods towards the half-elf woman.
"I have not been introduced, but I expect we can make introductions..." He pauses, somewhat at a loss for words. "Al'Kaera is what you may call me," he says, bowing his head to her, before looking towards Maree and Dhaelhel. "And this is Maree Erd Lumariale," he says, feeling it his duty to make introductions; he pauses however, uncertain.

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#, as written by Knosis
Curtana felt the effects nearly instantly and couldn't help but smile foolishly to herself. She remembered mixtures like these back in her childhood, but was never taught the combination.

She had only guessed he was elf. The way he moved, the way he spoke and the fact that he seemed dignified, even in the fact of this chaotic scene it could have only meant one creature. Curtana had retained none of the qualities from her elf mother. She would hand him the flask back. "Thank you, sir." She said, bowing her head slightly. "I--"

Her words were cut off as the elven woman approached. This made Curtana's ears droop. She was gorgeous, and graceful. Added to her wisdom to who the deity was, this made Curtana feel very inadequate. She lowered her eyes quickly, as if to show respect to the two full elves, her shoulders drooping slightly. It was what she was taught to do as a child, since she was not full blood.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Master Al'kaera, Madame Lumariale.." She said, bowing low. "I am known as Curtana Lierre. I am sorry if I could not be more of assistance.."

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#, as written by Maree
"Maree. Please, call me Maree. There is no need for formalities. Those years have been placed far behind me," Maree said with a serene smile. "Stand up. You are not a child. There is no reason to humble yourself in our presence because you only hold half our blood," the elven woman said. A frown did touch her face at that moment. She did not like others feeling inadequate around her.

"And do not call my supposed husband 'master'. It will go to his head," Maree said with a return of her smile. A blush colored her cheeks and Maree felt as if she were just a hundreds years old being courted by men again. Al'Kaera had always done that to her.

"It's large enough as it is."

"Lumariale," Dhaelhel spoke. "He belongs to you?"

"Yes," she replied. "For as long as he will allow me to have him."

"Do I belong to you?" Dhaelhel asked.

"For as long as you need to belong to me, yes. Until you are ready to face Naar. Now, come," Maree said. "Let us not linger inside this crater any longer. Dhaelhel will need food and water soon. Al'Kaera, will you help her out?"

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#, as written by Aderas
Still composing himself, he almost didn't realize that Curtana had introduced herself, let alone was offering him his flask; tearing his eyes away from the Angel and Maree, he does his best to offer a smile to Curtana. "A pleasure," he says, finding his voice; while not as steady, he managed to keep it, if nothing else, deep and soothing as he liked to. "You may keep that," he adds, gesturing to the flask; it was mostly full. "You did very well, I should think."

With that, he returned his full attention to Maree; he had never been one to blush, but his eyes were a very bright lavender by this point. "Maree," he says shortly, chuckling. "I'm not quite so full of myself, thank you." Her joking helped to ease him into the situation, but he was still shocked at her appearance; it had been long since he had been to this realm, and to find her waiting for him...

"Of course," he replies to the request for food and drink. Flipping aside his cloak briefly, he produces another flask, this one of wood, and a bundle of leaf-wrapped, dry fruit. The brief flicker of his armor would tell much; no longer near-pristine, it was marred and torn from years, lifetimes of struggle.

Offering the food and drink to Dhaelhel, he bows his head briefly. "For you, as much as you wish," he intones. "And then we shall find a path out... into the woods, or did you have another destination in mind?" He asks this particularly of Maree, but turns to include Curtana in the decision as well, unfamiliar with the new woods as he was.

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#, as written by Knosis
The half-elf straightened, but still kept her eyes away from theirs as she replied back to Maree. "Forgive me.. The elven people that I am part of think it quite a dishonor that I even speak to you.. H-habits die hard, but I shall attempt to please you by calling you by your chosen name.." She murmured, her feathered ears still drooped and her cheeks still flushed. She had found the man rather attractive, but she brushed those ideas out of her mind now. Husband? Bah.

She felt awkward still being in the conversation, as two love birds courted each other for their first spring. Even though she was considered young herself, she wasn't that immature. The only benefit of being half human.

She however, kept her eyes on Dhaelhel. That being was now her responsibility. If only for a while. A commitment of healing was something that her kind did only out of desperation, and then the person in question was in their care until full recovery. Bad things happened if you didn't stay true to that commitment, like angry spirits ripping your innards out.

As they spoke about leaving the area, Curtana's ears perked and she suddenly seemed worried. "I erm..!" She coughed, clearing her throat. "If you won't mind.. Can I please stay with you three? At least until I am very certain that she is alright.." She added that last part way too quickly. "I-I have a cave near by that I kind of sort of l-live in, if you want to rest there for a while.."

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#, as written by Maree
Maree felt a sting when Al'Kaera's answers were lacking. He made no comment on her bond to him and Maree, for perhaps a first, was uncertain of him. It had, after all, been a long time since the two had even set eyes on each other. There may have been another woman, human or elven or maybe some other being. Maree kept the pain hidden to be released when Al'Kaera and she had time to themselves.

Dhaelhel took the food and drink from Al'Kaera and methodically figured out how to ingest them both. She fumbled and made a few mistakes but eventually the Old God of the Sky was eating and drinking on her own.

"Curtana," Maree said. "You are more than welcome to stay with us for as long as you feel you must stay. If it is your destiny then follow it. I am not someone to tell you differently. My own destiny has brought me here as well as Al'Kaera and Dhaelhel. Each of us has met or reunited for one purpose or another. Now we just need to figure out why and it revolves around her." Maree gestured gracefully to Dhaelhel.

"You did not tell me it would hurt," Dhaelhel stated in a small voice.

"I did not know," Maree replied. "You are mortal now and I must teach you things before we can begin. Curtana and Al'Kaera may help if they wish?"

Dhaelhel looked at the other two and beamed with a smile. She was one of the more pleasant gods of Arcanum. "Yes, they may help if they wish."

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Al'Kaera had finally managed to reign himself in, now that Maree's attention was less on himself. His eyes, shifting away from the lavender to a neutral silver, took in their surroundings again; he'd only been there for a few hours, scouting the ruins for a place to stay himself. His companions were scattered to the winds by now, save one.
"I think that's a fine idea," he replies to Curtana, hoping to diffuse her discomfort. He could sense Maree, too, was in ill sorts, but he would need to have a private discourse with her, rather than make their issues public.
There was also the notion that she knew, and had something to do, with the falling of this Angelic being, which was curious. To say the least.
He took a moment to observe the Angel, Dhaelhel, trying to figure her way around the provisions.
"I will help, gladly," he adds brightly in response to Maree. Casting a smile at Dhaelhel, he bows his head. "I thank you for the chance, M'lady." Casting his eyes about again, he decides to climb back up the slope he came down, making barely a sound and leaving almost no trace of his movements.
"These ruins seem to bear no dangers, but I have not been here in many years," he calls down lightly, his voice raised above the low, soothing tone only slightly. "I do not doubt curious parties will be drawn by the fall much as I was... albeit, I was within the blast radius, but I digress."
Looking back down the crater, he nods to the three of them. "I say we move quick as possible."

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#, as written by Knosis
"Of course I will help, in any way you ask. You are my charge for now, and I shall see to it that you are well rested and completely healed or so help me I shall tie you up to the bed you lay on." Curtana said firmly, placing hands on hips. She almost sounded motherly, her eyes fierce and stubborn, and something suggested that she would hold true to that very threat if she must. The red-headed half elf probably had over-stepped her bounds on this one, but she was not about to let her work go undone if the goddess-turned-mortal decided to be reckless. Besides, she had dealt with a demi-god of war and pain, she couldn't be worse than him.

Curtana nodded gently, as if in agreement with what Al'Kaera said. He was a curious being, and that was what attracted her to him. She allowed a gentle smile to form on her red lips. "Y-yes. There are more people who might believe this to be a falling star, much as I did.. Many blacksmiths would have used the rock to make legendary weapons-- That is, if they could figure out how to work the stone." She said, swaying on the balls of her feet. "But it might draw unwanted attention as well.."

Her ears drooped slightly, looking towards the sky. She was listening nervously to something, to the spirits who were still shouting with anger. They already had unwanted attention, especially from the ancient spirits that surrounded them. The half-elf knew they had to tread carefully not to upset them further. "This way." She stated softly, starting off in the direction in which she had come from. She began to murmur, although not to any to the party of three now behind her, but the spirits around them. They had to be appeased-- Somehow.

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"We will follow soon," Maree stated in an assertive voice. Her eyes never left Dhaelhel. "I must speak with her for a moment." The Old God of the Sky shifted onto her knees and looked up at Maree. There was no trace of uncertainty or distrust in Dhaelhel's eyes. She merely smiled up at the long form of the elven women.

Maree on the other hand had a most serious look on her lovely face. It was not one that Curtana could have picked up on but for Al'Kaera such a look was reserved for the most dire of situations. The last she had worn that expression was when Maree had fought the great Lucian Lachance so many years ago.

"I need you to show me," Maree said to Dhaelhel. The fallen god's smile died away as if someone had slapped her. Dhaelhel hesitated and then nodded. Maree knelt down onto the crumbling earth before Dhaelhel, who looked around to see if they were alone. To her estimation they were and it was enough for Dhaelhel to do what Maree asked.

"You have to see inside," Dhaelhel spoke, taking Maree's hands. "I have nothing left." The elven woman nodded and grasped the offered hands.

"I will heal you while I see," Maree said.

They both fell silent and a wind picked up. It was a light breeze that stirred the grass at the edges of the crater and rustled the leaves in the trees. Dhaelhel's skin glowed softly with a radiating light. Her broken wings began to mend and straighten past what Curtana's magic was able to do. All the cuts and bruises began to reverse themselves. Even the small split in Dhaelhel's lip disappeared.

Meanwhlie Maree looked into Dhaelhel's memory. It was unlike reading a humans or elves memory. It was the compendium of a god's recollection of an entire world and the ethereal world that existed in Arcanum. There were details that even Maree's memory could not account for.

She concentrated and focused on Naar.

Seconds later Maree let out a harrowing scream that pierced the air.

Dhaelhel took the cowering elven woman into her arms and held her. Huge billowing white wings soft as goose down surrounded them both in a protective circle. Maree cried silvery tears as Dhaelhel spoke tender words.

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Al'Kaera did not want to leave Maree alone, but he knew she could handle herself, and he would not go far, regardless. Giving her a serious nod, he looks towards Curtana, and follows her lead.

After a few moments of walking in her wake, Al'Kaera speaks up, his voice a low murmur, so as to not distract himself from the surrounding sounds of the woods. "How long have you traveled these parts, M'lady Curtana?" His words were eloquent, the baffled surprise he exhibited minutes before practically vanished.

As he listened, he noticed a wind whispering its way through the trees, which itself was odd; in these woods, seldom did the air see fit to descend so, in his experience. His revery was broken by the sound of a scream, in a voice he was very familiar with. "Maree," he cries out, turning on his heel and charging back towards the crater.

Arriving in but a few moments, he stops at the edge of the hole and peers down; he could see the two women, the angelic being shielding them both with her powerful wings. There was no danger he could see, but Al'Kaera was wary nonetheless. Despite this, he remains silent, knowing that Maree was in better hands than his, for the moment.

The setting changes from the-ruins to Dark Woods

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Maree signaled to Al'Kaera that they had gone far enough. She was tired and drained. Since viewing Naar in Dhaelhel's consciousness, Maree had seemed to weaken.

And it had not been easy for her to transition to losing her eyesight.

Her elegant hand rose up to touch the band of cloth Maree had cut from her clothing that wound around her eyes. A liquid not unlike blood still wept from beneath the gold cloth. Maree had not been able to figure out what this liquid was or for what purpose. All that Maree knew was fear; a bone-shaking horror that chilled the elf down to her immortal soul. There had not been many things Maree had feared in her three thousand years of life, but Naar terrified her.

"I need to sit," Maree spoke to Al'Kaera. "I think we have gone far enough to speak with each other. I cannot do what I need to do unless I understand us. I cannot have our history or our future distracting me from the task at hand." Maree had not spoken much of what she had seen, nor had she told Al'Kaera what must be done with this Naar. He, nor Curtana knew who Naar was but it seemed Dhaelhel had a glint of knowing in her eye.

"Please sit and speak with me, Al'Kaera. Why did you not answer when Dhaelhel asked if you belonged to me?" Now that they were alone the pain in Maree's voice showed. She allowed her weaknesses beyond the physical break through knowing that if she held them back, those pains could destroy her on the inside.

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He had drawn her away to the relative peace and safety of a small clearing; Al'Kaera was carrying Maree away from the place Curtana had brought them, so that they might have a moment of private conversation.

He had been stricken by the loss of her eyesight; he felt terrible, as she had not been able to look upon his face as he would have wanted, but, such was fate, cruel in this case. At Maree's request, Al'Kaera makes his way towards a log nearby, and sets her down gently, with her back supported by a stone.

Despite her lack of sight, Al'Kaera still decided to remove his hood and mask. His eyes were a pale gray now, such was his worry. Were she to reach out and feel him, his cheeks would be fairly gaunt, and somewhat cool, compared to the life they bore in his past. Sitting next to her, he removes the glove of his left hand and places it upon her own; it, too, was unnervingly cool.

"Am Mathanuon," he says softly, in response to her inquiry. "Forgive me. It did not seem the place, as it has been... quite some time. Much has changed," he says simply. "But our fate has not," he adds, with a stern resolution to his voice. "Our meeting, those many years past, was fated, as was our bonding... and while I never attained the proper rites to grant us the favor of my throne," he explains, his voice faltering somewhat at 'throne', "I am yours, as you are mine. Do not doubt that." Despite his words, there would be an air of expectance; as if he was leaving something out, to give her time to process all of what he said.

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When Al'Kaera told Maree that their bond still held true, she did not feel the way she expected. An even heavier burden seemed to settled down onto her slender shoulders. The hand that rested on her own, Maree lifted it. Her warm lips pressed against the back of Al'Kaera's hand. She stayed like that for a long moment, thinking.

The only sounds around Maree and Al'Kaera was the natural ambiance of the woods. An owl hooted, and nocturnal critters stirred leaves on the ground. The stars above peeked through the boughs overhead but the moon hid behind a single, lone, cloud. When the moon did finally break free, that was when Maree straightened.

Her hand fumbled for Al'Kaera's cheek and her sadness was so great at the lose of her sight, Maree's bottom lip quivered. But when she did find him, the sorrow waned.

"If our bond holds true still, Aderas, why did you leave me? All these years I have been left alone in my journeys. I looked for you but you were nowhere to be found by me. I am the last of my kind, my people, and finding you was my consolation for enduring that pain. You disappeared." Maree was in tears by the time she had finished. She grabbed for his shirt and pressed her face against his chest, weeping.

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There was a sudden and audible twig snapping somewhere in the woods. The sound echoed among the trees before fading completely. The soft sound of rustling leaves followed as if they were crushed under something.

They were not alone in these woods...

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Despite the gravity of the situation, Aderas couldn't help but smile somewhat; she had called him Aderas, for one, and the soft warmth of her lips on his chilled hand was revitalizing. Still, he did not linger on the smile. They had many serious matters to discuss, not the least of which was clearly at the forefront.

He helped her find his face with his free hand, using the other to hold her to him. His cloak and leather armor bore the faint scent of blood and soot, and other things much less natural.

"I..." he begins, before hearing the unnatural sounds around them. In a fluid motion, he detaches Maree from himself and stands, ensuring she stays righted on the log; in his second motion, he draws and fits his bow, keeping it aimed to the earth, but staring about with his keen eyes, listening for the direction.

"Show yourself; you are intruding on a private moment," he demands, his voice powerful, as Maree might have remembered it, but stern, a side he had seldom shown.

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All traces of weakness disappeared with the snapping of the twig. Maree's weeping halted and her spine straightened. The elf's senses sharpened to Maree's ability; she could not see but her hearing was as intact as it had been.

There was a stir around Maree, something natural but not natural. It was magic. For thousands of years Maree had controlled and disciplined the magic of healing but this aura was far different. It was hostile and offensive instead of soothing and calming. It was one used to destroy and harm instead of the opposite. For Al'Kaera it may have been alarming to see such difference in the one whom he was bonded.

"Al'Kaera," she whispered. "Lle merna aut?" Maree asked, readying herself to stand, and run if necessary.

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Casting his gaze around the small clearing, Al'Kaera nods briefly; he was aware of the abrupt change over Maree, but it did not bother him; some of his closest traveling companions had similar, or not quite so similar, changes. All the same, he did feel somewhat... different, feeling her powers used in this way. His perception of her had always been of the Elvish Saint, but clearly she had power enough of her own. That he had known it before did not make it different to feel.

"Aye," he responds to her question, moving closer to her. "Take hold of my cloak," he suggests. Ensuring, if nothing else, that they would not lose one another, he begins moving out of the clearing in the opposite direction of the noise.

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Maree took hold of Al'Kaera's cloak without hesitation. The raging whisper of her power seeped away as if Maree could not hold onto it for very long. It winked out as if someone had blown on a candle's flame. All that remained was the wisps of smoke.

She followed him, taking great care to not disturb the foliage, create noise, or leave traces of the trail. As elves, it was achievable even in Maree's state.

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There was complete silence, whatever had snapped that twig and rustled in the dead grass and leaves may have still been there, but there was nothing. Silence. The figure watched from the shadows, not just bathed in darkness, but clad in a strange dazzling digital camouflage pattern that made it hard to look at, the pattern moving and almost vibrating causing strain on the eyes.

To make matters worse, the figure wore some kind of device that caused magical feedback, perhaps a pang on the back of the mind, or something that made it hard to garner magical focus on the individual.

The figure seemed to ignore the demands of the one with the bow. Silently he adjusted the strap on his chest plate. He was completely obscured from these two individuals, but completely visible to the rest of his squad, four Marines situated in complete silence several feet behind the Pointman.

He stared at Al'Kaera and he regarded the strange creature. "Never ceases to amuse me." Sergeant Kelby said under his breath, barely audible and at a whisper.

The two would hear a high pitched buzz, followed by a whine, and out of the darkness a figure stepped fourth. His clothing pattern hard on the eyes, and the weapon cradled in his hands unlike the bow that Al'Kaera held.

And the two suddenly moved to take off, resulting in a sigh from the lead man. There would be no fight today.

He held his hands out, the Disruptor rifle loosely slung across his Torso. While, five other seemingly walking from nothingness, all clad in similar outfits, with the fifth man badly wounded, bloodied bandages wrapped around his torso and leg.

He let out a pained scream as they set him down, the scream muffled as his comrade tried to quiet him.

"So much for good people." Kelby huffed, lighting a cigarette.

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Some time later, Al'Kaera had brought them into another clearing, deeper into the woods; he had taken a circumnavigational path that, as a Ranger, would be near impossible to track; of course, he was slightly out of his element at the moment, but even his natural skill as an Elf would make them hard to follow.

His blood was pumping regardless. As they departed, he had caught the shimmering movements that had eluded his gaze, and there were many opponents who sought them, or stumbled upon them; in woods as large as these, however, mere happen-stance was unlikely.

It was, hopefully, of no concern now, however. "I believe we will have lost them," he states, turning to face Maree. Slinging his bow onto his back, he embraces her briefly, before moving with her to help her sit down, this time on a soft patch of earth next to a tree, where they might be hidden in shadow. "I have never felt your presence so... violent," he adds, with a slight chuckle, drawing a finger across her cheek.

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Maree settled herself down onto the patch of earth and leaned back against the tree. At Al'Kaera's touch, a smile barely showed at the edges of her mouth.

"In the last forty-eight years I have had many travels and journeys while you were away. I have left behind my cleric ways and days. In the Ruins where Dhaelhel fell, there is a great library. Many of my days have been spent there learning and developing new abilities. I have also had doorways opened to me by beings that I have encountered on another world," Maree explained. It was a very short summary of the time they had spent apart from each other.

Maree pulled her golden cloak around her form. She was not cold but since their last attempt at reconciling was interrupted, Maree could not but to feel vulnerable, especially without her sight.

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One of the Aschen Corporals finally spoke up after tending to his wounded comrade.

"Those two could reveal our location to Taiyou scouts, we should neutralize them." Corporal Rising said, shouldering his Disruptor rifle. Sergeant Kelby nodded. "Couple of the Natives in this area I'm guessing, Taiyou'd sooner shoot them than take any intel from them. This looks like an ideal place to make camp for the night, then we need to move to the Icy Peaks and link up with Commander Adams and the Patronus, from there we can get off this rock."

The Corporal nodded. "Specialist Kinney isn't looking too good.. Think he's gonna make it?" He said, turning to the medic.

The Medic shook his head. "Nanites have him stable, but a bullet's lodged in his chest, it's putting pressure on the Aorta."

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"I see," Al'Kaera replies. He remains silent for a moment, looking down at her, before he sits next to her and wraps his arm around her shoulders; he had warmed considerably in the moving, though it only showed in his face and right hand. "Forty-eight years," he reflects. Shaking his head slightly, he sighs. "I am sorry, am mathanuon."

He pauses, looking at her closely, wishing dearly that she could see the sorrow on his face. "There was war. A great, and terrible war, that I did not wish to see you involved in. And, as it ended, I am very thankful I did not." Even though she could not see his face, the pain in his voice was most apparent. "It would take a long time to explain in full, but... I will tell you what happened, in brief."

Releasing her from his embrace, he takes her hand and places it over his heart; his armor had a clearly noticeable hole. "I have died, since our parting," he begins.

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When Al'Kaera—Aderas placed her hand over where his heart lay in his chest, her breath caught in her throat. She choked on a pained sound. Her covered eyes sought out to find his own so that she may peer into her lover's gaze, but it was to no avail. Maree's fingers traced the edges of Aderas's broken armor, feeling each edge like a knife beneath her touch.

"If I was there you would not have died. I am a healer, Aderas. You should have known better than to not confide in me and allow me to know these things; to know the dangers that you faced. I am bonded to you!" she cried to him.

"Do you not remember my bond? If you die, I will be dragged down into death with you. You cannot run off into danger without allowing me a chance to follow."

"How dare you," Maree accused in a voice that was angered and broken. Her hands clenched onto his cloak, turning her knuckles white as bone.