Forbidden Truce ~ Chapter One Bloodied Families

[The Skarzs]

Zuzucath dragged the otter's body a little ways off, then went back to peek at the goings-on. "Yesss, fight, fight my tasties! Then Zuzucath will clean up the rest! Yesss. . ."

[rachel25]

OOC: Skarzs, could you go after Donavin, (he's gone off alone) then can they have a big fight or something.

[Faiyloe]

Garvina gave up realizing that it was hopeless to reason. The Otters had no hearts. She then broke in to another fit of coughing. She had been breathing in to much smoke when she had tried to help put out the fire. At least she had done what she came for the dam was burning and would soon snap. A small triumfant grin spreed over her face to cover up what she felt deep down. If that was all she had made a dent, a large one, the forest was burning and the dam would take forever to rebuild.

[The Skarzs]

Zuzucath saw Donavin go off into the bushes near him. "Oh, here's one tasty, all alone. Shall we have him? Yesss, Zuzucath will have him. Sshh. . . he hears, for he has ears. Follow him we shall, until dead he fall! Good little tasty, we shall make this hasty!" He twisted around the trunk of the tree, following the otter.

[Cornflower MM]

OOC: Skarzs, is Zuzucath based (Even loosely)( on Gollum/Smeagol from Lord of the Rings?

[The Skarzs]

OOC: Slightly; he talks to himself, speaks strangely, and eats things that should not be eaten. But he does not walk on all fours, does not have a double personality, lives to kill, uses weapons, and cannot be talked to.

[Cornflower MM]

OOC: True. So he is really, really loosely on him, in my opinion.

[Blaggut]

Gerruk decided whatever was going on was not for him. He saw smoke, even heard a few shouts. He jumped into an un filled grave.

Ooc: Is there a good guy bad guy thing going on? Also, any time where Gerruk could, say, shack a beast upside the head with a shovel?

[Faiyloe]

OOC: What do you mean Good guy bad guy. In this RP there really is not a distinct line as to who is the good guy and who it the bad guy Although Skarzs at the moment has created a character that is the enemy of both familys (although they don't quite know that yet.)

[rachel25]

Donavin was sure he was being followed, or someone was near him. He could just feel it.

OOC: Skarzs, Zuzucath can jump on Donavin, and slightly wound him if you like. Just don't go to far till I post. 

BIC: Adlais inwardly danced with delight, but he kept his face solemn. "It's nice to know that I'm held in such high respects."
They were nearing Castle Sydd, Dan waved at a guard on the walltop to let them in. The guard nodded, and was then lost to sight.

[Faiyloe]

Garvina watched and a naught began to form in her stomach. She dreaded this. She had never been in the Grethegs castle.   

[rachel25]

Not too long later, the gate opened, they were faced with abut seven otters, all with their bows aimed on Garvina, and her men.
The leader of the group walked up to Dan, "Wow, you've really come home with a prize catch. When Fuylo told me you'd captured Garvina, I thought he'd gone made!"
Dan smiled, "So would I. Now we better prepare a cell for our, guests. Lock her men up in the cells, but we better find a more comfortable room, she is of noble blood, and we don't want the Lonels to think we're monsters."

OOC: Ok, I really didn't mean to do that at the end.  

[Faiyloe]

OOC: Fuylo... Seriously... now you are making fun of me. Oh and Try Monsters instead of animals.

BIC: "It is probably to late for that," Garvina said keeping her head held high. It made her blood burn to hear them talking about her like that as if she was not even there.

[rachel25]

OOC: I just came up with Fuylo  off the top of my head, I had no intention of..... anything.

BIC: Adlais silenced a snigger, by turning it into a cough. "I'll escort her to a secure chamber." He offered.
Dan nodded, "Fine, you three, take her guards to the cells."
   

[Faiyloe]

OOC: LOL that's OK I actually laughed when I read it.

BIC: Garvina disliked all the arrows any one beast could at any moment chose to disobey and let fly. The prospect made her feel more sick than she already did. She had to constraint so as not to stumble.