Nouhime Saito
Peasant
It's pointless to fight a worthless battle.
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Beach
Sept 3, 2006 2:08:18 GMT
Post by Nouhime Saito on Sept 3, 2006 2:08:18 GMT
She sighed heavily and pushed off her knees to stand, "I see," she hesitantly turned around to face him, "being new to a place makes it difficult to find people to talk to," she gave him a warm smile, "would you like to join me on my walk?" she asked.
Although Nouhime wasn't new to Erivale, she understood his situation well; she's been here her whole life yet has not met a person who she could fully trust, "I've always went on walks by myself, would like to keep me co--” Nouhime stopped herself as she saw someone else approach. The horse is what caught Nouhime’s attention first, she had always seen horses around her home, but never this close. She didn’t want to get too close to the horse so she took a few steps back. Her attention on the horse strayed has she heard the woman speak, Nouhime hadn’t said anything to her yet, but waited for woman to introduce herself before she did.
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Beach
Sept 3, 2006 14:44:05 GMT
Post by Nelra on Sept 3, 2006 14:44:05 GMT
Nelra shook Trysten's offered hand with a smile. "I'm Nelra." she said. She turned to the other woman, she seemed like she was slightly nervous, and she noticed that the other was paying a lot of attention to her horse. "If she makes you nervous I can have her back up a little, but she won't hurt you or anything like that, she's a very gentle horse." She said, figuring the nervousness came from the woman's nearness to Eclipse.
She shooed Eclipse back a few steps, whispering softly to the mare as she did so. "You're making her nervous, so be good and stay back here." That done she turned back to the other two.
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Nouhime Saito
Peasant
It's pointless to fight a worthless battle.
Posts: 19
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Beach
Sept 3, 2006 18:25:00 GMT
Post by Nouhime Saito on Sept 3, 2006 18:25:00 GMT
Her muscles lessened as she saw the horse back up, but she didn't move any closer. Nouhime looked over to the girl and notice that something she'd never seen on a person before,
'her ears . . .' she brought her hands up to feel her own, 'They're not like mine, is she . . . an elf?'
Nouhime had never seen an elf before, she would always stay inside and train with both her hands and her fan; the only reason why she stepped foot outside today was because she saw that it would rain. Nouhime shook her head and her eyes darted to floor, she didn't want to seem rude by staring,
"I'm Nouhime," she stated as her eyes were still focused on the muddy sand.
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Beach
Sept 7, 2006 18:42:43 GMT
Post by Trysten Aradar on Sept 7, 2006 18:42:43 GMT
Trysten watched curiously as Nouhime stood slightly further away from Nelra and her horse. He watched in slight wonderment as she had changed from being perfectly content to being almost nervous.
He decided that someone needed to break the silence. He coughed slightly.
"So, Nelra," he began, wondering what he was actually going to say next. "Looks like it's going to rain soon... do you like being out in the rain too?"
He silently cursed himself for asking such a stupid question. He'd never really been good with asking questions to people he didn't really know, but he knew that he sounded completely dense this time around.
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Beach
Sept 7, 2006 21:12:31 GMT
Post by Nelra on Sept 7, 2006 21:12:31 GMT
Nelra watched Nouhime, slightly confused, as the woman touched her ears. For a minute she didn't understand, but she soon figured it out. Nouhime had noticed that she was an elf, probably from her ears. Has she never seen an elf before? she wondered to herself.
She was brought out of her thoughts by Trysten's question. She had to smother a laugh at his question. It wasn't exactly the funniest question she'd ever heard from someone she'd just met, but it was up there among them.
"Yes, I love the rain, but I haven't got to spend much time in it during the past little while. Eclipse isn't too fond of rain, and tries to stop me from going out whenever it rains."
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Beach
Sept 10, 2006 22:30:25 GMT
Post by laotzu on Sept 10, 2006 22:30:25 GMT
A Day of Union, a Day of destruction
And so he sits, all small and grey, without a care for whos to pay, he knows his life, was burdened with hate, among the roads to his doomed fate. And now he rides upon a beach, to find the man whom had, had him teached. But the man he wants is long and gone, and now he rides without a song, no praise for man no praise for war, for man will die if he scorns some more, and so it ends with a woman in sight, upon the banks of loves first flight
Zhu Hien watched from his saddle, his entire body consumed by that of mist, leaf and vargite stone work. The beach wa snice considering the day, the sun beamed and still a fog slowly washed over the planets surface, consuming all with a grey fur that he scanend and scoutted with an ambitious scene in mind.
"An elf ey." his hand rose as he spoke, again used to the presence of only himself, the timing would be ride for a raid, and he would have charged out now, but a woman stood in his line of attack, a woman whom for some unknown reason glued his eyes open.
She was traditionally human like, the blue hair flowed back and her face wa spure and clean, she has large prominent eyes and stood upon a saddle, looking somewhat confused or in debate with even herself.
His eyes only scanned her, before his emotions kicked back in, it would be death for everyone in the end, and no woman would change his futile fate.
"Lets go." his kicked the rims of his saddle, fowling out of the beach side with his hood still up, he neared with a raised spear, yet lowered it as his eyes peeled yet again on this unknown woman.
"Who are you!" he roared his irration, before stopping the gallop to a canter and finished by a trot, whatever this was, he hated it, all he cared for was to fight.
"And who's that ponce." his eyes scanned the man, his seemed to be comfortable in the presence of two women, "You wanting to die..if not then leave, and if so then draw a weapon so i can slice that smirk straight from your blemished face."
He arched his head to the woman, "And you..whom may you be?"
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Nouhime Saito
Peasant
It's pointless to fight a worthless battle.
Posts: 19
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Beach
Sept 10, 2006 23:26:14 GMT
Post by Nouhime Saito on Sept 10, 2006 23:26:14 GMT
The sudden yell forced Nouhime to give a small jump, as quickly has he had came she reached for fan, but stopped before she could touch it. His question toward her made her smirk, "You charge down here like a barbarian, waste your breath with empty threats and then expect us to give you our names afterwards?" her eyes were still focused on the sand as she spoke, but slowly afterwards they drifted to met his face, “ Funny, from your actions I thought you to be . . . With different face features.”
She caught a glimpse of his weapon and sighed, knowing that if were to come down to fighting, her mere fists alone will have little affect, “I’m not a fan of fighting, but if you force me to I will not be easily defeated.”
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Beach
Sept 11, 2006 2:12:33 GMT
Post by Nelra on Sept 11, 2006 2:12:33 GMT
Nelra whirled around at the yell, her hand instinctivly going to her waist where her sword usually hung. When her hand met empty air she cursed herself for not having it on her, something she hadn't done in ages. Instead she whipped out her other hand and grabbed her horses reins, dragging the mare towards her and out of this newcomers way.
After Nouhime finished speaking Nelra added, "I must agree with you," she directed this first bit to Nouhime, the next bit was directed at the newcomer. "Why would you charge at us, threaten us, and then ask for our names, as if we'd be likely to give them. If you are wanting any of our names, it would seem only fair that you give us yours as well. And put that spear away before something happens that someone is likely to regret."
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Beach
Sept 11, 2006 8:04:56 GMT
Post by laotzu on Sept 11, 2006 8:04:56 GMT
Funny how the widow only threatens once their lost
And so it begins, Zhu Hien's first enounter with whom he had searched for years to come, be him strange to it or not, he could not kill, everyone..after all
"And who are you to question my authority girl." his voice was cold, tressed by a sharp tone of anger that surged throughout his body, "I live only to fight, must thy know my name, then it be Zhu Hien."
He turned in his hood, his eyes plastering onto that of the elf woman, "And i spoke nothing of you fool, need you understand that i speak little to the elven people, i have nothing but a blade for your specimen, so unless you wish to feel my wrath, i suggest you stay out of this, have you a weaon or not, i show no mercy upon the weak."
Something had still grew with the first, her fan seemed long, but compared to his wepaon and armour, it'd do no more then a dint if lucky, "So what be your name, i gave you mine, did i not?" he paused briefly, to remove the hood that burdened his facial features.
Behind the dark mist produced by the thick hood was a youthful face, his adams apple was large, much larger then any others, a scar ran its full length of his left cheek, symboled into an x shape.
"Besides, i threaten only out of instinct." his lowered his spear for some time, but held it neatly by both the buckle and the shaft, knowlingly acceptant that no blood be spilt today, however no one would ever catch him un-guard.
**sorry..i'm doing such crummy posts, i'm just not with it recently, and please don't take it personally, my character lost his whole family at a young age, his dad tried to kill him and so on.. so he's burdened with just hate....hence why he kills a lot...but i have no intentions of killing unless any of you draw weapons..then i'll whoop all ur asses**
Edit: From The Sovereign, to kill anyone without their permission would be power-playing another character. So even if someone did draw their weapons, their would be no 'ass whooping' here. Please also be aware that you are approaching characters whom are members of The Sovereign's army, and subsequently of a higher rank. They, therefore, have more skills than you may have.
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Beach
Sept 11, 2006 17:09:50 GMT
Post by Trysten Aradar on Sept 11, 2006 17:09:50 GMT
Trysten glared at the man before him, wondering what could have possibly provoked him to approach three strangers and start hurling abuse at them. He was slightly put out at being called a ponce.
"I'm sorry, under what authority have you the right to begin threatening two soldiers of Erivale's army?" Trysten knew that he had to keep his temper under control, but none the less he kept his hand on the hilt of his sword. "My name is Trysten Aradar. We have done nothing to provoke you, but if you continue with your discrimination against the Elven people, then it will not only be me that you have to answer to."
He stood his ground, his muscles tensed. He was unsure what to expect from the man, who appeared to be the same age as him. He had never really met someone who had cause to attack complete strangers, unprovoked, unless they were drunk at the time.
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Sept 11, 2006 18:25:34 GMT
Post by laotzu on Sept 11, 2006 18:25:34 GMT
(ooc: To my knowledge, skills alone do not win battle, my writting has been very poor the past few days, but a duel or fight is about the ability to describe, as this is a fantasy site, there are many ways then one to kill someone, be them superior or not, thanks for the edit however, tho there won't be a fight, its an introduction, i usually play the old wise man, having studied strategy for 7 years its my speciality, but for ocne i'm being the tyrant kinda guy, so no hard feelings again, i play my characters, and nothing more.)
Zhu Hien watched as the man spoke, his chest heated with a dignity of self control, it was good to see some with skill, or even that inner discipline he had lost so many years ago.
The grounds before them was rigid, the beach being a multitude of pebbles and open vargite stone work that crossed over the lightly sanded beach, "General you may be called then, my name is Zhu Hien, and without appearing to rude, i haven't come to listen nor speak with your ideals on the Elf people or even that of the Armies you may be upon, had i feard you or the elven people, i'd not have dont the things i had done, and i owuldn't be standing here speaking to you now."
He paused for a brief second, turning back to the woman, he had seen her once before, in a village he routed. He had waited for her departure, but kept each image of her within him, knowing that one day they would meet again, "As i was saying." he turned back to the man, his face plastered with two different emotions, that of pleasure and that of anger.
He strapped the horses reins over his fist and pulled as he dismounted, the steed caved in, lowering his dismount by a mere few hands, "Before this ends, tell me of this...army you speak of, the last i heard of military affairs from my my mentor before he passed away, all he mentioned however was the internal corruption it plagued throughout the lands, so whats so special about the army your loyal to."
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Beach
Sept 11, 2006 19:39:24 GMT
Post by Trysten Aradar on Sept 11, 2006 19:39:24 GMT
Trysten frowned slightly, slightly confused as to why the man before him was questioning him about the army. He was still slightly confused as to what he wanted from them in the first place, if not to just cause trouble. Trysten was accutely aware of the rain drenching his clothes as he stood his ground on the beach, but he couldn't let it bother him now.
"I don't know what you have heard, but The Sovereign's Army is not corrupt. We serve for the good of Erivale, The Sovereign, and the people," he said, feeling as though he was having to defend himself, not just the army. A thought briefly crossed his mind.
"Tell me this," he began, with a tone of seriousness. "Do your loyalties lie with The Shadowlands?"
His hand was still resting on the hilt of his dagger, and he didn't allow himself the opportunity to relax. He was still unsure as to how the encounter was going to end.
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Beach
Sept 11, 2006 20:21:40 GMT
Post by laotzu on Sept 11, 2006 20:21:40 GMT
And end well it was sure to go, there was no harm in these men and women, not for a man as he anyhow, his whole life was one whole heap of sh*t, and to be honest, he couldn't be taking the cr*p of anyone else but himself at the moment.
The words flickered as he adjusted to ehar each word, the terms 'Shadowlands' rang a slight bell, yes he had once been recalled a shadow rider, but that was many years ago.
"You have me mistaken, I am but a Ronin on a meaningless mission to fullfil the gap within my heart, be it blood or whatever, i'll fill it, even if the consequences lead to death."
For to long had he spoken, and he wouldn't openly trust anyone but himself, so he tied the horse to a small pole that lifted from out of the beach, it had been used previously to hook wooden floats to, need the coastal lines be barrciaded by violent waves, "I am not here to stir trouble, i was, previosuly, but some daft woman stopped me."
His eyes cornered to the woman again, she remained silent throughout the conversation with the man, holding onto a Fan in plain desperation, "Besides, i have nothing i need from you, killing you would only be my end, and fighting the elf would only cause a war. I fight only bandits or thugs, i have no palce or time for Generals."
He laxed his grip to the great spear, swirling it before him in a grand display of concentration and balance, the blade curved in and out, crossing itself every 3rd round, to finally stop on the opposite side of the weilder, clutched tightly in a left hand, "The people will suffer for as long as i plague these lands, i wish at times i could join but a normal army, but my alliegance is only to my mentor, whom...died."
His tone weakened, before he sharpened it again, his old scowl returning, "As for you three, i have little more to ask of you, the world wil lbe a better place when men like me are removed, but until any man can take me, i will unfortuantly remain here."
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Nouhime Saito
Peasant
It's pointless to fight a worthless battle.
Posts: 19
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Beach
Sept 11, 2006 21:53:18 GMT
Post by Nouhime Saito on Sept 11, 2006 21:53:18 GMT
Nouhime grew nervous with the man's often stares to her, and the presence of another horse this close was not helping her stay calm. She glared at him, 'I come out for a walk, and end up in this situation, how troublesome.'
She took a step forward and spoke to the man, "you talk too much," she gave him a playful smirk and turned around, "and if that's the case, take you sad attitude elsewhere. You're to none of my concern and my name shall be the same to you," she began to walk away from the crowd. As she walked away she could feel her muscles loosen, 'damn horses' she thought with a sigh. She knew that this wouldn't be the end of him speaking to her, and she frowned at the thought, but she just had to get away from the horses. Besides, she came out here for a walk, and that's exactly what she planned on doing not even a familiar face would stop her.
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Beach
Sept 11, 2006 23:52:09 GMT
Post by laotzu on Sept 11, 2006 23:52:09 GMT
Zhu Hien watched the woman go, the edge slowly leaving as her body faded with in the mist, "A day for two is a day to many."
He strapped up his horse and trotted back the way he came, no looking back, no nothing, he was there to kill after all, and his first target was alreayd settled, he'd kill until he died himself.
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