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The forest is vast and covered in trees and shrubs. Many animals call this place home. Deer are common, but are starting to become more rare. Squirrels, chipmunks, and other rodents are plentiful. Wild dogs and wolves teens to stay out of sight, but you can occasionally catch a glimpse. Birds are everywhere the beds are almost endless. All in all the forest is big and beautiful.

Roleplay!

Moira rode through the forest on her horse Arduinna. She loved the way the light shined through the tree's branches, the feel of her bow and arrows on her back. She was happy to go riding with her younger sister.

Moira smiled. She loved to see her siblings happy, even though they didn't know at what expense it came. This time she let her sibling win, just to see her smile. She knew that a rebellion was brewing, and if a civil war broke out, she'd be forced to fight along with her brothers, and that wouldn't mean they would all come back.

"Well sitting in court did make me sore. Maybe I shal make you come tommorow?" She said laughing. "You do need to work on your embroiding skills."

She then took her out her bow. It was made from a yew, a tree sacred to the magicians, her mother had told her. It had been her last gift from her mother. For the past 15 years her mother's death, left a hole in her heart, yet she knew it wasn't her siblings fault. She saw her mother in Rowena's smile, in Varden's bravery, in the triplets eyes, in Fianna's love for music and so on.
She started shooting at the target, one arrow after another until the center was full of them. She turned to her sister.

"Nesse, do you remember mom?" Moira said while gathering her arrows.

"I don't know I just miss her, she was soo different when you compared to the king..." She said while she sat near a tree. " Her birthday is coming you know.... I would like to visit her grave." She thought how the king acted after her mother's death. The way he became violent and punished people, for any reason. The way he acted with the twins. Her Elder brother was almost the same with the exceptions that he was in fact intelligent.

"Well he wasn't that much better. He always was proud of Herne. He usually didn't punish the people too bad. He sometimes smiled. We had dinner everynight in the dining room and he usually didn't punish me because mom usually asked him not to." Isolde said

((I'm sorry school has been crazy this week!! I hope I didn't annoy you by not answering! ;) ))

"I think it's time to return. " Moira said as she rising. She went to saddle her horse. "I need to get back to the castle, I'm supposed to train a duke's son. It's not fair and they don't realize when they have to use their powers." She said snorting. She clutched her head, she was having another vision. She saw a room, a body and a lot of blood.

"I'm fine. We should leave or people will see we are missing. As for the vision, it was just a headache." Moira said. It wasn't a lie, she would often have headaches when she used her powers too much. She stirred her horse in the castes direction

((Sure))

Zayndra walked freely through the forest, legs rustling dew-sprinkled ferns, which seemed to perk up as the water fell from their tendrils. Long leather boots kept the mud from her feet and the bloated, drenched earth from getting at her legs. Slung over one shoulder, her cloak had been rolled up to keep from disturbing the surroundings too much. She couldn't go hunting and sounding like a big bear tromping about. Carefully, she set up stock behind a tree, where she saw a stag by a pool of water.

Gwydion was studying by himself, not really concerned with any happenings about him. He was on a log, sitting on a blanket that he'd brought with him. He didn't want to get wet, after all. He was busy enriching his skills and such. He was a pretty young mage, so he had a lot to learn.

Kashel was walking in the forest. It was a long way from the main territory of his tribe, but it was a necessary distance. There were herbs in these parts that he was low on. Unfortunately, the herbs just refused to grow when he tried it, so here he was. There were more people here than he remembered, so he resolved himself to do this as quietly as he could manage. Part of it was so he didn't disturb them and part of it was so that he wouldn't have to deal with them. Part of him was sure they were magic, and that thought chilled him to the bone. He hated magic. Its very nature went against every single thing he and his tribe believed so deeply in.

She sensed two other people nearby. She should go... Neither had noticed the stag, though, and she thought she was still undetected. Silently, she slipped an arrow to her string, releasing it in a split second. It was a clean shot, taking the beast down just behind its foreleg. It seemed dead, but she knew better, creeping up at it from one side, then holding its head still by the antlers. "Apologies," she murmured, killing it with a savage twist, very unladylike.

Gwydion looked up in interest at the sound, but he soon looked back down, uncaring. All he wanted to do was read in peace. He was looking to see if there were any legends of dragons that used different elements than fire and water.

Kashel sighed quietly and plucked a few herbs from the ground. However, it was what he failed to see that ended up costing him. Sure, it was just a rabbit, (view spoiler)[

Sorry, it was Monty Python. I had to. (hide spoiler)]but a rabbit was enough to do the damage. The rabbit hopped away over towards the lake. Startled, Kashel jumped and hit his head on a branch. "Ow," he complained. He mentally cursed himself as he realized the others probably knew he was there now. He clenched his fists into balls. (view spoiler)[Best typo ever belongs to Nadya (who made it years ago) "he curled his balls into fists." Again, the comment was entirely necessary. (hide spoiler)]

((OMG, ELF! You are the best. Monty Python is brilliant! And that is a pretty hilarious typo.))

She heard the rabbit coming and quickly grew some foliage up to blend the deer. Meet was costly, and she was sure that another hunter would gladly leave her body in the lake over the magnificent stag. It wasn't like peasants were actually worth anything. The exclamation of pain gave her his location, so she resolved the best thing to do was stay stone still, close to the ground, hidden by the now-tall grass. Even the stag was covered.

Gwydion ignored most of the sounds, for now. He didn't have any bounties on anyone at the moment, so there was no reason to kill them. He'd let them do as they wished for now. Though, now he knew there was one. Probably, two, actually. He hoped no one was trying to get revenge or anything.

(( =D ))

Kashel took a step forward so that he was in front of the tree. He knew his guards weren't that far away. After all, he was no fighter, and the tribe wasn't about to let itself lose its talented healer. He stuffed the herbs into his pocket and looked at the two nearby people. He realized that they too were now aware of his presence. He sighed and waited to see what they would do.

((They're all so anti-social!))

Suddenly, the deer's nervous system acted up and it began to squirm and kick, as if some part of it hadn't yet died, and was mad at her enough to get her killed as well. She let loose a few well-meant insults and kicked a leg at the dead deer's stomach.

((Yeah, they all seem to be "I'll wait and see what they do first". It's a strange RP))

((Well, I'm hoping that either the deer breaks the ice, Gwydion decides to punch someone, or Kashel calls people infidels and curses them for magic.))

((If Gwdyion punches someone, there's money involved.))

((Kashel already doesn't like them because he looks at them and sees potential magic users))

((Your post, Drax. But heavens, let's get some interaction. Let's say Kashel was closer to the deer than he thought? Or Gwyd, or whoever?))

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((Go ahead and skip me.))

((I've got nothing. Ideas?))

((Elvina left, now. No skipping Drax. :P ))

She stood up and shot the deer again with an arrow, for good measure, and partly because she had already been given away.

((now what?))

((No clue, honestly.))

((Okay then))