A Dark Alliance...

Thread in 'Ramathian Scrolls' started by Shadowlack, Dec 7, 2003.

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    <font color=navy>He looks at her for a moment, letting a silence pass and linger in the air. He looks her up and down as he tries to figure out what she wants from him. Not finding his answer he returns his eyes to hers and says

    Shes't puug. Elluq ni su etc e jaitsyum. Qho yt ys shes oua qyth su cyll Lacye emg hib wbyimgt?</font>​
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  2. <font color='#000080'>(ooc: Err... I am on a diff computer now and the translator won't work on it... I won't be on a translate capable computer until the end of the holidays... x.o)</font>
     
  3. <font color='#000080'><font color="red">Serria's eyes wandered for a moment, then went back to nightmare as he spoke. She remained silent for a moment before speaking.

    Fall, Es't nyja Loceu't vjeampt E fums, ros temka tha et fesh shan, E un vyjkap sy suca haj yos ut fall. U lymd fhela rukc E ussukcap sha Lisat. Tgaksja, Uojyju, ump ni az-hotrump, Atgaj fesh Semi, Tgeca ump Vulkym, ni tym, us ni tepa. E numudap sy cell Atgaj, ump Kugsoja Tgaksja, ros Vulkym rasjuiap na ump syyc yvv fesh Uojyju. Rysh fellgui paujli ulymd fesh umiyma fhy tsumpt em ni fui.</font>
     
  4. <font color=#444444>He nodded, agreeing that they should be paid back.

    Vuej amyodh. Ump fhi et es shus iyo feth sy ulli fesh na? Rakuota sfy tyjkajajt uja rassaj shum yma?

    He asked casually, checking his hands claws sharpness</font>​

    <font color=lilac>ooc: sorry for not replying sooner... and sorry that this is one sucky post x.x</font>
     
  5. <span style='color:red'>Serria yawned. Getting quite bored of all the questions, but answered truefully.

    Fall, sjiemd sha tuna shemd shus hutm's fyjcap sha vejts sena ybaj ump ybaj uduem fesh sha tuna sfy tylpeajt qots uem's dymmu fyjc, ump yoj yrqaksebat uja sha tuna kyjjaks? Fa rysh fums sha tuna djyog yv vyylt paup... Ty, fhus't iyoj tsyji? Fhi uja iyo uvsaj Loceu? Gytterli haj vjeampt ut fall?

    She glanced at Tiny and Spike.</span>

    <span style='color:yellow'>Tiny's eyes glittered in the moonlight, not very happily either. He backed away. Make that the same one soldier. I apologize my misstress, but I cannot work with such a fool to take on someone who could easily tear you appart. Good day. Tiny ran from the scene.</span>

    <span style='color:red'>Serria's eyes went scarlet. FOOL? Get back here! She threw a black orb at Tiny, which landed with a deafening boom, but missed the fleeing pendragon. Spike! After him now. I want you to figure out where he is headed! Don't come back until you know for sure! Her eyes were wide, she was completely shocked by the sudden turn of events.</span>

    <span style='color:orange'>Spike, who had continued his splashing in the mud, stopped and darted out of the clearing after Tiny.</span>

    <span style='color:red'>Serria just stood there, completely speechless.</span>

    (ooc: Iz ok ;))
     
  6. <font color=#444444>Medhsnuja was about to answer her when Tiny spoke. He could spoil it for us all! He thought crossly and muttered a spell under his breath and a black comet, made of pure darkness, shot into the sky and stayed high up, heading in the same direction as Tiny and Spike had gone. Medhsnuja turned his crimson eyes to Sierra and considering he was a bit cross, he wasn't cross towards her.

    Loceu't gujamst faja cmyfm ull ybaj Junush vyj shaej fetpyn ump gyfajt. Ros, shai dys em sha fui yv ni glumt. Shai patsjyiap ni gampjudym ujni fesh shaej nudekt, sha tuna ujni shus uja myf sha paunymt, ros sjumtvyjnap sy ra u kajsuem gampjudymt medhsnuja. E fams emsy hepemd, kymsemoemd ni tsopi yv Pujc Tyjkaji ump nas um ylp tyjkajaj fhy cmaf hyf sy kymqoja paunymt. Ha suodhs na ull ha cmaf ravyja ha peap. Ha sylp na sy cell hen ut ha mabaj fumsap sy leba uduem cmyfemd ha'p halgap abel. E pep ty ump kymsemoap azgajenamsemd fesh ni paunymt, kjausemd maf ymat vjyn tkjuskh ump sjumtvyjnemd shaej rypeat. E syyc kjausojat vjyn yshaj fyjlpt sy azgajenams fesh ump myf huba um ull gyfajvol ujni sy petgyta yv sha Djupajt ump shaej jola. Ymka ni ujni hup raam kjausap, ni tkyost laujms yv Loceu't azetsumka ump E byfap sy nuca haj nema. Gyfajvol nudek jomt shjyodh haj baemt ump ev E kum nuca haj ym ni tepa, tha'll nuca sha ull gyfajvol paunym shus fell ra ymli kymsjyllurla ri na. Haj vjeampt uja dyemd sy fuskh sha sjumtvyjnuseym ump sham gajeth ri shaej vjeamp't yfm humpt. E leca es pym's iyo?

    He stopped a moment as he say the huge comet's tail finally fade away.

    Yh ump shus kynas? Shus fut vyllyfemd Semi, qots emkuta Tgeca nucat sha tuna patketeym...</font>​

    He grinned evilly before the black mist appeared again and brought back the sword that he'd offered before.

    Fyolp iyo suca shet ut gujs yv yoj ulleumka ump gajhugt sy ota ym sha yma shus kullap hentalv iyoj tym? Es't nyja jafujpemd ev iyo cell shan otemd mym-nudek. E'ba hup sy cell syy numi hamkhnum omvyjsomusali....

    He took it into his hands and held it out for her, the black scabbard glistening in the dim light.
     
  7. <span style='color:red'>Serria watched the comet fly towards where Tiny and Spike had taken off. Hnn... Shus et emsajatsemd... E fympaj ev sha dejl et abam ufuja yv haj gjyfatt... Ump, E fell ra sha yma sy cell Uojyju. Py sy sha yshajt ut iyo nots, ros shus jaskhap lessla dejl fell ra nema! Her claws retracted from their sheaths, her eyes flashing. Ump Tgeca et syy tsogep sy lauba. Abam fham shus vyyl Uxcyju hup yvvajap sy qyem vyjkat udeumts na, ump tynashemd uryos sha rlukcjyuj klum... She took the blade again as it reappeared, still not giving much of care for it. Qill, Y kem's vi bagi su oua kem Y? Uw kuabti Y'll seci ys. Y'n mus luucymp wub biqebg hibi, bifimpi yt qhes Y qems. Sbeysubo yt shes lyssli vbes. Y sbeym hyn emg huq guie hi biqebg ni? Hi secit uww qysh shi umi shymp Y miigig s neci ni tesytwyig qysh shes geo't cyll! Sbeysubo.. sbeysubo...</span>
     
  8. Azkora, who had been chasing his tail for quite a while now, curled up into a ball, when Sierra spoke about his attempt to betray his master. With a loud whimper, he disappeared. Well, not really disappeared, but his pelt changed color to make him nearly invisible. It's good to be a master of shapeshifting.
     
  9. <font color=#444444>Medhsnuja smiled as he watched her take the sword he'd created and his crimson orbs glittered with excitement as things were beginning to turn out right for him. He listened carefully to her speech, fascinated by how her anger made her look even more beautiful. Hearing Azkora whimper he glared at the creature before turning his orbs back to her.

    Py mys fyjji ni Woaam, Uojyju et vyj iyo sy py ut iyo feth. E fell suca kuja yv sha yshajt.... Ulshyodh gajhugt iyo'p leca ot sy syjsoja Semi sydashaj? Es'p ra nyja shjellemd vyj ot...ump nyja guemvol vyj hen...


    There was an evil glint in his eyes as he spoke, and he meant to flatter her by calling her his Queen and meant every word.

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  10. Azkora's pathetic whimpering suddenly stopped, and he turned to some nearby bushes, all three of his eyes focused at the same point.
    "Living flesh... not corrupted by the shadows... it was a while since last time. Yeeheehee!"
    Azkora leaped into the bushes, his mouth wide open. When he disappeared into the bushes, a terrified scream of horror could be heard, followed by a pained whimper.
    "Let me see, the tail first. Or maybe the arms. Do you know which part of you taste the best, lunch? Yee!"
     
  11. <font color=#444444>Medhsnuja turned to Azkora who was half submerged in the bushes.

    Azkora....What are you doing?

    His voice sounded dangerous and somewhat threatening, annoyed that Azkora was interrupting this important meeting again....</font>​
     
  12. <font color=orange>Spike suddenly reappeared in the clearing. His over sized eyes went from Nightmare and Serria to Azkora who seemed to be attacking something. Being as curious as he was, not to mention stupid, he pounced on both Azkora and his victim, digging his claws into both of them.</font>

    <font color=red>Serria simply watched her remaining servant dive at azkora and the unknown being who was Azkora's victim. She just let out a heavy sigh. Foolishness...</font>
     
  13. <font color=#444444>Nightmare sighed exasperatingly.
    Why is it that anyone you have as your servant's tend to be so...stupid!!!
    He grumbled</font>​

    ooc: pretend thats in ramathian...... i havent got time to use the translator right now x.x
     
  14. (ooc: don't worry, I can't use ramathian on the computer I am currently on anyway x.x)

    Serria rolled her eyes. MY servants? I wouldn't say yours are any more intellagent. Besides, Tiny was just EXTRA strength. We don't need him. I'm the strength. She continued to watch the three. Despite the absense of spikes intellagence, He is an excellent tracker and can help us find Lukia and the others...
     
  15. Azkora rolled over, making Spike to fall off his back. Then he returned to his now half-dead prey, which happened to be a young female pendragon. The female, who happened to have a strangly mutated tail (it looked exactly like a snake, with eyes and mouth and everything) groaned as Azkora ripped off one of her arms and begun munching on it.
     
  16. <font color=red>Serria rolled her eyes again as she approached Azkora and Spike. She eyed Azkora for a minute, then without warning, spun around and knocked Azkora off the pendragon. There is a time for eating. Now is not the time. She grabbed the pendragon in her own mouth and dragged it out into the clearing. Such a strange little pendragon.. You should be happy I'm in a good mood She kicked the wounded pendragon in the arm, making it scream again.</font>
     
  17. <font color=#444444>Nightmare cursed himself mentally for not making it clear what he meant.

    I didn't say my servants were better. I meant servants in general. My servants are quite intelligent in other means, not mentality. Phoenix has the skills of a thousand warriors along with being one of the only deamon pendragons for example. And that other deamon that came here before, he is a good fighter also and can speak ramathian with ease unlike most deamons.

    He watched as Sierra kicked Azkora's prey and his crimson eyes glittered. He stepped over and towered over the prey.

    Well well. Isn't someone in a predictament?

    He used his magic to lift the female prey off of the ground to his eye level, his eyes glittering with a coldness and evil quality.

    You know, you chose the wrong place to walk today...

    A red light appeared around one foot and the smell of burning flesh began to waft on the still air and the female screamed in excruciating pain</font>​
     
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