RPG #11 - Fallen Salvation

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  1. AcrobaticHippo

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    Rosa fell back with the rest of the group after returning the smile Sylavanas gave her. He's a nice person, she thought happily. She was glad that she had decided to travel with the group after all, motley though it may be. She did not know what to make of the elf, but the angel radiated kindness, and even Belzar and Savage weren't that bad; they did have a harsh exterior, but a soft heart underneath. She smiled to herself. It's been only a few days, but I feel comfortable with them already.

    Her features furrowed with thought again as Sylavanas' answer crept back to her. He had told her that the magic she would learn would be to preserve the world; not to change it. She had asked him for mentorship, mainly because she wanted to learn the art of healing; she wanted to know the magical properties of all the herbs there were and use them. He had told her to speak to Lillith and Belzar; that, she would follow. She glanced around for Lillith; where was she? For the angel had mysteriously disappeared. Rosa could not fathom where she had gone to; but she hoped that Lillith would not give her more scares. She didn't want to be selfish; but Lillith's presence comforted her greatly.

    She chanced a glance at Belzar. He looked preoccupied; he was muttering to himself, his brow arched. Rosa had no wish to talk to him, for fear that he would snap at her. Belzar could be very frightening when angered.

    She breathed a sigh of relief when she finally reached the elven encampment. Finally, rest! she thought joyously. She gathered around Belzar, as did the rest, for more instructions.

    Her happiness almost immediately turned into disappointmen and slight annoyance when Belzar announced that he would take Lillith and Bayltisar for negotiations. Drat! she thought, frustrated. Now I'd have to wait quite a while before I see Lillith again!

    She looked at Sylavanas and saw, from his knowing look, that she had not spoken to either Belzar or Lillith. She smiled nervously at him and went off to find Savage, who was crouching in a corner.

    Savage looked up at her with amber eyes as Rosa drew nearer. "Yes?" she asked.

    Rosa hesitated. Savage's presence still frightened her slightly; however, she wanted to bridge that gap between them by walking with her around the camp and doing a bit of sightseeing. Rosa knew which areas to keep away from; the guard at the gates had already told her about the restricted areas. Besides, Rosa reasoned that Savage could do with some nice fresh air, and she could always steer Savage away from the areas that the elves usually were; most of them were in the barracks anyway, which were restricted, so there were some nice spots for visitng.

    Rosa cleared her throat. "Umm...maybe we could take a walk around the camp?"
     
  2. Rosgwak

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    Belzar stormed amid the tents of the elves, occasionally glancing to his sides but mainly keeping his eyes resolutely fixed ahead. He knew he was safe from any prejudiced moves with Bayltisar nearby, after all, a high ranking elven noble was not someone to cross... but still, the last time Belzar had visited an elven encampment, it hadn't been too friendly. They were rather against demons, and even being an endangered species, so to speak, didn't help him.

    But it wasn't long at all before Belzar followed Bayltisar into the large, garish tent of the commander. Seated at a long wooden table, the elven leader looked up, clearly stressed. But upon seeing Bayltisar, his eyes lit up.
    "Ah, Bayltisar, my old friend. I hope you bear good tidings from the king and queen." the commander said, rising and coming forth to gree Bayltisar like an old friend. The commander then looked at Lilith and bowed low. "And a being of such radiance and purity is always welcome here." he said, just before he turned his gaze to Belzar. The commander's eyes instantly narrowed. "But I don't recall allowing your sort through the gates, demon." he said angrily, before turning and striding back to his seat. Gritting his teeth, and keeping his instantly flaring anger in check, Belzar quickly took a seat.

    "Commander, I am afraid the news I bring is not good at all, and that I must be as brief as possible. Although I was originally an envoy for the king, I must admit my mission since then has changed. Since leaving the encampment of the First Light, I have met up with some travelling companions, Belzar and Lilith here among them. Due to this meeting with outside forces, I discovered that the situation is much more dire than originally believed. However, this small group of courageous warriors, who have shown their strength and valour on more than one occasion already, have decided to try for a smaller scale attack directly against the warrior himself. Because of this we cannot ask for any large number of warriors, but any elves that you could put towards our cause would surely aid us greatly, or die courageously trying." Bayltisar said elquently before the king.

    Belzar meanwhile stifled a laugh. Die courageously? He'd seen some of the worst battles, and there was no such thing. But still, if this was politics he'd leave it to Bayltisar. Give him a simple battle anyday, at least there you knew where you stood. But Belzar's reverie was broken by the commander standing up, after his thoughtful silence.
    "I'm sorry Bayltisar, but I cannot help you there. I would sooner die myself in a futile battle than watch my elves being led by such a creature as a demon! And do not try and pretend that won't be the case, so far the only other people I have seen from your little "group" are yourself and the angel, neither of which is fit for battle. Your request for aid is denied, but if you wish you may stay in my camp as long as need be to refresh supplies and prepare your next journey." the commander finished and sat down.

    Instantly Belzar sprang to his feet, his eyes flashing anger.
    "Y'know, it's narrow minded idiots like yourself that force us into out little stereotypes." he growled angrily, leaning over and looking the commander in the eyes, nose to nose. "You're lucky I don't believe your prejudices, or I'd slit your throat right now just because I'm a demon." he finished sarcastically, before turning and storming out of the tent.
     
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    Savage watched with her cat-like, golden eyes as Rosa came to her in the corner where she sat.

    "Yes?" she asked, wondering what a human child could want with a half-breed such as her. Rosa hesitated, then cleared her throat and asked in a timid voice,

    "Umm...maybe we could take a walk around the camp?"

    Savage raised an eyebrow at the girl, trying to figure out what trick she could possibly be playing. Take a walk? With her? It didn't make sense. People did not just come up and ask Savage, a feared mercenary of old, if she wanted to go on a walk.

    Standing up with a flick of her tail, Savage gave Rosa a quick, calculating look.

    "And where would we walk," she said suspiciously, "in an elven encampment where we are most likely unwelcome?"

    "W-well, the guards at the gates told me where we could and could not go, I'm sure if we stay out of the restricted areas there won't be any trouble." Rosa stuttered, clearly beginning to lose her confidence. Savage looked at the girl, wondering, then shrugged indifferently.

    "It seems I have nothing else to do, seeing as Belzar doesn't think high enough of us to be included," she muttered angrily. "But if we must walk, then let us walk outside the camp; I grow weary of elven company." Rosa nodded, and the two began to wander out of the encampment.

    They had no trouble leaving; the guardsmen at the gate looked at her hard, but said nothing. Soon they were strolling around the grassy fields surrounding the walls. Savage looked off into the distance at the outlying forest. Only a day ago she had been wandering its well-known paths without the slightest idea she would no thoughts of ever leaving. Now she was once again being swept away from what normal life she had, travelling the roads with the oddest company she had seen since her days of war.

    “Do you miss the forest?” asked Rosa. Savage shook her head.

    “I had some good times there, I suppose, but it would seem it’s time to move on, now.”

    Rosa looked up at Savage, curiosity on her pretty face.

    “How long did you live there, anyway?” she asked.

    “Longer than you’ve been alive.” Savage replied, placing her hands behind her head. Rosa looked forward, than back at her.

    “Were you born there?”

    “You’re just full of questions, aren’t you?” Savage said with a chuckle, glancing over at Rosa. The girl looked away, her face showing the expression of one who had just been reprimanded. Savage sighed. “I’m just bugging you.” She said. “I wasn’t born in the forest, I know that, but…I don’t really know where it was exactly that I was born.”

    “Didn’t your parents tell you?” Rosa inquired. Savage stopped and looked at her. At first the girl’s questions had been amusing, now they only brought up memories she didn’t want to think of. She didn’t want to remember her father. She above all didn’t want to remember her mother.

    “Look at me, Rosa. What am I?”

    Rosa looked a little startled.

    “What?” she asked.

    “What am I?” Savage repeated.

    “You’re a…well, a…” the girl trailed off, mumbling.

    “A half-breed.” the ex-mercenary finished. “Do you honestly think that I would wish to talk about my parents?”

    “Well, I…I didn’t think – ”

    “You’re right, Rosa, you didn’t. But since you seem so eager to learn all about the pretty details of my life, I’ll explain it to you. My parents probably only knew each other for an hour before I was conceived. My mother was a young elven lady travelling to visit her brother. My father and a group of his men captured her after they ambushed her escort and killed her guards. What do you think happened?”

    Rosa looked up at her with teary eyes.

    “Savage…I - ”

    “I only met my mother once.” She continued, looking off into the distance. “She couldn’t bear to look at me because of what I was. She sent me away, and told me never to seek her – or any of her kin – out ever again. She told me she hated me. She told me I was a disgrace and a mockery of the elven race. She told me that the only thing I could do to make her happy was to find a lake and drown myself in it, but to make sure it was a deep lake and to wedge myself between two rocks to ensure I didn’t float up afterwards and make a mess for some decent creature… She had me beaten and humiliated in front of the entire village. Then she threw me out into the cold, and left me die.” Savage sighed and looked back at Rosa. “Seeing how much my mother just adored me, can you see why I wouldn’t talk about her?” And considering it’s my father’s fault that my mother hates me, can you understand why I would avoid conversing about him?” Savage’s golden eyes flashed with anger as she glared down at Rosa. She hadn’t meant to be so sharp with her, but once she started she just couldn’t seem to stop. Rosa looked down and sniffed trying to hold back tears.

    “I’m sorry, Rosa.” Savage sighed, leaning back and sliding down to sit at the base of the wall. “I just…got carried away.”

    Rosa looked up at her, seemed to hesitate, than sat down beside her.

    “My parents sent me away to live with a sorceress when I was thirteen,” she said quietly. “I hated them at first, but then I realized they did it for my own good. I remember how much it hurt at first though. I just… I just wish I could say something to make you feel better.” Savage shook her head with a small smile.

    “You’re okay, you know that? Even if you are a naïve, magic using human who associates with elves.”

    Rosa smiled as her hair was ruffled.

    “I think I’ll take that as a compliment,” she said, and the two shared a laugh.
     
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  4. Sylavanas

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    Sylavanas and Mara rested in an out of the way corner of the encampment. The druid liked it here, the elves seemed friendly even if preoccupied with the events of the world but he missed his home in the forest. The druid gratefully accepted some food from a maiden that approached him with a platter and thanked her courteously. As she walked off he saw Savage and Rosa leave the camp, he wondered briefly at this as he gave Mara some of his food but he decided it was none of his business. Munching on the bread he looked around some more, he could see the direction in which Belzar, Bayltisar and Lilith had gone but there was no sign of them yet. Sylavanas was not used to the dealings of people and he had no idea how long this stay would take, being restless and nervous he decided to take a walk.
    With Mara trailing behind him he left the camp by the same way as Rosa and Savage had, but he made no move to follow them. Instead he moved a little way away from the camp and found a nice tree that seemed friendly. Sitting below its boughs Sylavanas and Mara relaxed in the comfort of Nature as they pondered the events of the past few days. Sylavanas was quite prepared to stay in this place until someone searched for him and he chose to use this as an opportunity for peace that he might not get very often in the future. Time slipped on...
     
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    Rosa dried her eyes as she smiled, while Savage ruffled her hair. "I think I'll take that as a compliment," she replied, causing Savage to shout in laughter.

    They then sat there, taking in the emerald of the flora around them, and the cool breeze weaving through the air. Rosa's mind, however, was a sharp contrast to the peaceful scenery. It was a concotion of guilt, sadness, anger at herself, and pity.

    I seem to be feeling troubled a lot these days, she thought as a rare, wry smile appeared on her face. She then chanced a glance at Savage as her emotions reached a pinnacle. What happened to her was horrible, she thought. When she was around 11, on the cusp of puberty, her mother had talked to her briefly about it, "Always be careful, and make sure you have someone around you when in foreign places. Remember, consequences for you and an unborn child can be terrible..."

    Rosa cast sad eyes on Savage once again. This being right in front of me has suffered so much... she could hardly fathom the pain Savage's mother went through, and how she in trn inflicted it upon her innocent daughter. She had all along thought that Savage was the result of a happy union between two lovers from different races, not so horrible a situation. I'm being naive again, she thought, once again.

    Instead of looking away this time, her eyes lingered on Savage. So, that explains her aloof, antisocial persona, she thought. Her heart yearned to take away some of Savage's pain; ached to be her friend and make her happy. She contemplated the ways to make her happy, yet not freak her out, her emerald eyes glimmering, before finally hitting upon an idea : A hug! It's plainly platonic and a hug will bring her warmth!

    She tapped Savage on the shoulder. The felis glanced up at her but had no time to react, as Rosa wrapped her slim arms around Savage and enveloped her in a hug.

    When Rosa withdrew, Savage stared at her for a while, unmoving, unblinking. Rosa gave a her big smile, while thinking, How will she react?

    A few seconds passed before Savage smiled widely and returned a hug, before returning to her normal, slouching expression. Rosa was bubbling with happiness; Savage had indeed responded after all. This was a small, but significant step to coax Savage from the shell which she encased herself. Small, but significant.

    The sky was slowly darkening; turning different shades of blue as they sat there in silence. Rosa finally got up and said, "I think we have got to go back to the encampment now. Belzar will be waiting."

    Savage got up without a word, and both walked back together in silence.
     
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    Belzar stormed through the elven encampment towards the back, as far away from anyone else as he could get. Their offer for help was rejected because of his species. He couldn't understand the bloody prejudice. People loved angels and they were the ones who started the bloody war! He didn't blame them himself, he didn't know the reason, it just infuriated him the way everyone despised demons for their retaliation. It's not like the other races were saints themselves.

    Finally reaching a quiet corner of the camp, Belzar leaned against the defensive wall and close his eyes, the anger still flowing in him. But he tried taking deep breaths to calm down. The last thing he needed was to return to the group and take his anger out on the others, they'd been good companions so far. In fact, a treacherous little voice in his head piped up, the last thing he needed to do was to return to his companions at all. With only himself to get thrugh stealthily surely he'd have more chance of reaching the warrior without trouble. And gods only knew the group didn't seem entirely comfortable with him so far, the angel had made her feelings towards him clear.

    But Belzar quickly silenced that little voice. Whether the angel approved or not, the others had bravely said they'd help him, the last thing he wanted to do was repay that by sneaking off and leaving them in the lurch. So it was decided... elven help or no elven help, they'd continue on. Belzar them drew his sword and looked at the notches in it and grimaced. At the very least they should take up the commander's "generous" offer and stay there the night, and refresh their supplies. Weapons needed checking, people needed resting, and food needed stocking.... it was going to be a long journey.
     
  7. Lillith Forbid

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    Lillith strolled airily around the elven encampment when the elf welcomed them into the tent. She bowed to him, smiling softly in return and sat there , silent, through the whole conversation. Balzar's anger shown among him like a red blanket. It suited the demon, yet Lillith wasent sure.As the conversation wore on, Lilith occationally glanced at Balzar. He seemed to be getting more red as the time came on. Her eyes wandered over the two elves and around the tent. Dont get her wrong, she payed the most attention, but she took in other things too. THe airy smile pasted on her lips, she watch Blazar threaten the elf and storm off, in a fit of rage. Really....this was getting a bit far.

    Showing no emotion except a soft calmness, Lilith nodded to the elf and left Bailysar to talk things over. Soon she found Balzar fuming silently. She walked up behind him and spoke under her breath, possitive he could hear her " You didnt have to show your anger, Balzar...Are you too weak to take insults?" She knew she was stepping on the line, but what could he do?
     
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    Sylavanas awoke from his peaceful slumber a few hours after he had allowed himself to rest. Rising from his restful position at the base of the tree, he nudged the dozing Mara with his foot. The wolf's eyes blinked open and he raised his head to yawn revealing his white teeth. Stretching his arms, Sylavanas smiled at Mara as the wolf got to his feet. "Come now Mara, we should return to the camp. Or new friends may be mising us" the druid spoke to the wolf. He still found it hard to believe that he was suddenly surrounded by 'friends' he'd spent most of his life alone but for the creatures and beings of the forest in which he lived. These new people, he didn't understand them and their motivations were often beyond his scope of understanding. But he couldn't help but respect them.
    Striding back through the forest with Mara at his side Sylavanas thought about the time ahead. Their quest would quite possibly be extremely dangerous, they would have to draw together a concept that Sylavanas found unsettling. Druids being by nature solitary. Sylavanas allowed himself a smile, at least if he did have to work with others, the companions he had now seemed like good people.
    Entering the elven encampment once more, Sylavanas and Mara paused on the threshold. Sylavanas looked down at the wolf who had been his sole companion for so long and smiled. Mara returned one with typical wolfishness. Then they strode into the camp to look for one of their companions to converse with. Birdsong followed them from the nearby trees.
     
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    Rosa breathed a sigh of relief as she smiled at the elven guards and neared the tall, foreboding elven gates at long last. She had not gone very far with Savage, but still, being out in the dark frightened her, when shadows could eclipse sinister beings crouching in the dark, with their eyes roving over the pair. Thankfully, both had reached the safety of the camp without harm, although, Rosa could not help shivering slightly at the mere thought of what would have happened, had there been murderers and charlatans waiting for prey, cloaked by the nightfall. She snapped out of a reverie as Savage nudged her, clearly wanting her to continue on into the safety of the camp. The guards smiled benevolently at Rosa as she passed, but regarded Savage with looks of scorn, bordering on hatred. Out of the corner of the eye, Rosa saw Savage swishing her tail angrily, her amber eyes glaring evilly at the guards.

    As soon as they had stepped into the camp, Savage took one look at Rosa and stalked off. After watching her for a few seconds, Rosa shrugged and walked off in the opposite direction. She decided to wander around the camp, knowing that the elven soldiers would not do anything to harm her. Her eyes scanned the vicinity and rested on what seemed like a pretty interesting sight. Belzar was leaning against a wall, his eyes closed, giving off vibes that he was clearly dejected. Lillith was hovering by his side, speaking something Rosa could not hear, her face impassive. Despite herself, Rosa suddenly erupted in a fit of giggles. She knew that it was not the time to think frivolous thoughts, but the scene reminded her of two star-crossed lovers clearly distressed by their situation. She pressed a hand over her mouth, stifling her giggles, and put the thought out of her mind, reminding herself of the seriousness of the matter at hand.

    Once she was certain she would not burst into giggles again, she looked back at the scene. She deduced that Belzar's negotiations with the head of the encampment did not go very well. She figured that since Bayltisar was not with them, he had probably stayed back at the tent to appeal and continue negotiations. She could not help wondering what they would do next, assuming Bayltisar's attempt failed as well. Well, I guess it's all up to Belzar to decide...

    She contemplated approaching Belzar now and asking him about his plans, but she decided not to, lest his temper got the better of him and he snapped at her.

    She scanned the area once again, and this time, her eyes fell on Sylavanas slowly making his way to a quiet spot in the encampment, Mara at his heels. She rushed towards him and skidded to a stop in front of him, brushing her crimson hair out of her eyes.

    He surveyed her serenely as she composed herself and gave Mara a brief, loving pat before speaking. "I haven't talked to either Belzar or Lillith yet, and I did not have the opportunity to, considering the state they're in," she told him as she gestured at the pair. Sylavanas' eyes rested on them for a few seconds before returning back to her.

    "I don't think negotiations have gone very well so far..." she continued nervously, waiting what Sylavanas' reaction would be, and wondering whether he was much of a conversationalist.
     
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    Sylavanas watched with a surpressed smile as Rosa slid to a stop in front of him. At his side Mara growled affectionately as he received a patting before remembering that he was meant to be above such things.
    "I haven't talked to either Belzar or Lillith yet, and I did not have the opportunity to, considering the state they're in," Rosa spoke with a gesture, Sylavanas glanced in the direction and frowned slightly at the obvious mood of Belzar. Lilith appeared to eb remonstrating with him so Sylavanas supposed that the matter would sort itself out.
    He turned back to Rosa who was continuing her talk "I don't think negotiations have gone very well so far..."
    Sylavanas considered the statement for a while "Yes, Belzar's mood does seem to put a bit of a damper on our prospects doesn't it?" He smiled slightly at this "Bayltisar however may have more luck, he is more used to these types of thing after all."
    Rosa nodded, but she still seemed slightly worried to Sylavanas' eyes, he tried to take her mind of it "I was just about to eat something, would you care to join me?"
    Rosa smiled at the druid "Yes thanks I am a bit hungry." Sylavanas grinned at her and gestured that she should follow. they made their way to the mess tent and seating themselves down they ate the foods provided by the gracious elves. As they ate Sylavanas told Rosa tales from the woods from they had come, stories of the beasts and beings. Of the lives of the wolves whom Mara was a great individual (Mara puffed himself up and tried to look regal at this point) Sylavanas was pleased to see that Rosa was absorbing all he said with interest. He smiled "So Rosa, now that you have heard more about the life of a druid. Do you still wish to learn?"
     
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    Belzar wheeled around and glared at the angel as she scolded him.
    "Weak?" he asked. "Weak? My whole life, I have lived with that kind of narrow-minded prejudice, and all because of the way nature made me. Made my kind. Elves can be arrogant! Humans can be self-centred! Felis can be vicious! All of the races here can be every bit as dangerous as demons! But we're the ones who get singled-out! Worse, I'm the one who's gotta bear the weight of that for my entire race!" Belzar then turned his back on Lilith.

    How could she possibly accuse him of losing his temper, as though it was a paltry matter, barely worth mentioning? He'd had to watch this hypocrisy from other races for the whole time he was stuck on Gaia. Admittedly there had been the few who had welcomed him, ignoring the fact he was demonic and treating him like any other, but he'd repayed their kindness two fold everytime. But Lilith was an angel... loved by all races on this pathetic plane, and pure and innocent as far as they were all concerned! He doubted she'd ever get it.
    "Never mind, you wouldn't understand." he growled at her over his shoulder.

    Suddenly, however, the pain hit again, and Belzar fell against the wall nearby, gritting his teeth. After that last episode, he'd been hoping he'd have longer peace than this. But as he gritted his teeth and bore the brunt of the pain, he saw something... into his head, swam the image of another demon, standing above him and looking at him critically.
    Well, he seems to be healthy... Still not sure whether... Maybe we should put him on...
    The voice swam in and out, as hard to grasp as water, and all he could do was lay there, grit his teeth and hope it cleared soon.
     
  12. Lillith Forbid

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    Lillith floated htere, on her back, eyes to his eyes, while he vented his rage. True, all of it was true, yet there still seemed a bit lacking. She couldnt understand his rage.All her life she was smiled apon by others, admired from mortals and free to go and do what she wanted. Shecouldnt understand his anger, and it puzzled her. A flicker of that puzzlement came into her eyes as he looked away and turned his back to her, muttering.

    "Never mind, you wouldn't understand."

    He didnt know how true that was. Opening her mouth to say something to him, she got cut off as he slammed against the wall of the building nearby, clearly in pain. His teeth were grit together and his eyes were open, staring.

    She blinked, fell from the air and landed next to him, bending over as he writhed with pain. She layed a hand on is shoulder and tried to dive into him to smooth the pain, yet, even before she dug into him, she yanked her hand back with a yelp. THe pain was unbearable a it tikled up her arm. sHe shook her fingers out as the pain trickled away from her hand. Her tutors knew that no angel could help a demon, and told it to her often, that was the curse of thier races. tHey were bound to be rivals and enemies. Frowning, she sat beside him, looking into his face, waiting for him to awake from his spell of pain.
     
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    As soon as they entered the camp, Savage took one hard look at Rosa, and began to walk off. She had to find somewhere to think. All her memories, reawakened from her conversation with Rosa, floated around and filled her head until it was hard to think. As she passed near a corner of the wall on her search for a quiet place, Savage heard Lillith’s voice floating up through the quiet evening air.

    “You didn’t have to show your anger, Belzar...Are you too weak to take insults?” Savage jerked to a stop, frowning.

    “Weak?” Belzar cried in return. “Weak? My whole life, I have lived with that kind of narrow-minded prejudice, and all because of the way nature made me. Made my kind. Elves can be arrogant! Humans can be self-centred! Felis can be vicious! All of the races here can be every bit as dangerous as demons! But we're the ones who get singled-out! Worse, I'm the one who's gotta bear the weight of that for my entire race!”

    Savage stood still, her face bearing a softly pained expression. She began to creep forward, hidden, stopping as the two came into view. Belzar had his back to Lillith, Lillith had only a simple look of puzzlement on her face.

    “Never mind, you wouldn't understand.” he growled to the angel.

    I understand, Savage thought. I know the pain you feel.

    Suddenly Belzar fell against the wall, one hand held to his head. Lillith blinked, fell from the air and landed next to him, bending over as he writhed with pain. She laid a hand on his shoulder, then suddenly yanked it back with a yelp.

    Savage glanced around. I hope this noise doesn’t attract any bloody elves, she thought as she went and silently knelt beside Belzar.

    “You might as well go, Lillith.” she said in a quiet voice smouldering with anger. “It seems obvious you can’t do anything to help him. Nor do I think he would wish it, seeing as how you such wonderful words to give him a few moments ago.”

    She felt a strange kinship towards Belzar now, a kinship she had never felt with any other being. He too was alone. He too suffered under the cruel hands of prejudice and hate. And through that shared bond of pain, they were alike.
     
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    Lillith Forbid Returned Queen of Bondage

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    Lillith didnt even see Savage as she walked up to them. Her eyes, so fierce and full of anger, were directed at her.She understood the moment Savage looked at her. SHe had heard everything. Lillith looked Savage straight in the eyes as she spoke to her.

    “You might as well go, Lillith. It seems obvious you can’t do anything to help him. Nor do I think he would wish it, seeing as how you such wonderful words to give him a few moments ago.” He voice was offering her Anger and all Lillith just did was shook her head and stared her straight in the eyes.

    " I will not go until Balzar is back from his trip of pain." Her voice showed no anger, no frustration, no anything. It was calm and emotionless, as her face showed no expression.

    Sitting calmly back down, Lillith took Belzar's hand, however tingly it was, in confort and sat there.
     
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    "How can you say that?" Savage snarled. "How can you insult him, and then pretend to be his only comfort? What makes you think he even wants you here?"

    Lillith looked up calmly, her face betraying none of her inner thoughts.

    "You disgust me," she spat before Lillith could say anything. Turning on her heel she stormed away, her eyes flashing and temper flaring. She didn't dare stay any longer. She was afraid of what she might do.

    The colourful tents of the elves flashed by in a whirl of colour, their beauty wasted on Savage as she swept througt the camp. A group of elves, apparently drunk, called out jeers but she ignored them. They got up and followed.

    "What's the matter, half-breed? Can't take a joke?" one laughed.

    Savage stopped, her hands curled into fists and her teeth bared.

    "I would advise you, elf, not to tempt me at this moment. I'm in no mood for your company."

    "What? The little pussy-cat in a bad mood?" Another jeered. Savage took in a deep breath, trying to stay calm. The elves, laughing, surrounded her, calling out names and insults.

    "I think we should include her in our game." Said the first elf. "Maybe it will make her feel more at home. Afterall, she is our cousin. She can't help if she's half savage beast."

    "Insolent beggar! I'll kill you!" Savage screamed, rounding on the speaker. He didn't know what hit him. He was dead before he hit the ground. The other elves stood shocked, watching her with unbelieving eyes as she stood over the body, blood on her claws. A moment of silence, then the world erupted as they all drew weapons and lunged for her, war cries rising in their throats. Drunk as they were, they took only a few moments to dispatch of.

    Savage stood panting in the centre of the ring of bodies, covered in blood and twitching with antisipation. Then the bloodlust faded, and what little sense she had returned.

    She had killed elven men in an elven encampment.

    She was going to die.
     
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    Lying with his back against the wall, Belzar saw only vague shapes as the images and voices played on a nonstop loop in his mind. As he lay there, he saw a vague shape lean forward, as though to help him, but he heard nothing it said. Unfortunately he did feel a sudden sharp pain on his arm, but it quickly died down and disappeared. Vaguely, he saw a second shape join the first, but once again, he saw no details. Fortunately it wasn't long before the fog lifted, and the loop stopped, leaving Belzar with nothing more than a faint headache. Looking up, he saw Savage and Lilith, and Savage was yelling at Lilith.
    "You disgust me." he heard her say, before spitting at Lilith's feet then turning and storming off.

    Climbing to his feet, Belzar looked at Lilith, confused.
    "What just happened?" he asked, bending over to pick up his sword and sheathing it. He then straightened up and looked at Lilith again. "Did you try and use any magic on me?" he asked, and waited for an answer when suddenly there were shouts of pain and then outrage from not far away. Abandoning Lilith, Belzar ran around the nearest tents, cursing under his breathe, somehow knowing instinctively it was one of his group at the centre of it all.

    He was not disappointed then, when he rounded a corner and saw Savage, standing in the middle of some elven corpses, while nearby elven guards held weapons in her direction.
    'Great' Belzar thought to himself, as he silently unsheathed his palm daggers. He really didn't want to resort to this, but looking at the elven corpses at Savage's feet, he also knew they were too far gone for even Lilith's power to save them. Walking up behind two of the guards, silently as only a demonic assassin could, Belzar sliced the throat of them, watching their weapons clank to the ground. The other guards suddenly spun around, and saw Belzar, weapons covered in blood standing above the two new corpses.

    Belzar grinned at all the suddenly unsure guards.
    "Now, on the one hand you've got a Felis. Dangerous, yes. But on the other hand, me. Wanna see how dangerous?" he asked, and laughed slightly as the guards lowered their weapons, unsure.
    "Good. Now, we're gonna walk out of this camp, all of my little party. And if anyone tries to take a shot at ANY of us, there's gonna Desah to pay." he growled, and watched, with a smile, as they all slowly lowered their weapons in the face of a demon and a Felis. He then looked around the camp, and noticed that fortunately most of the group seemed to be nearby. "Ok guys, let's go!" he yelled out, then turned and walked towards the encampment gates. As he passed Savage, he looked at her, and glared angrily. "You better watch your step in future." he growled under his breath to her. But as he exited the camp, he smiled slightly. This looked to be an interesting journey.
     
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    Lillith Forbid Returned Queen of Bondage

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    How can you say that?" Savage fumed at her. Lillith showed no emotion, her face frozen hard into a mask of unconcern. It was hard, yet no harder than trying to hide her feelings at the time.

    "How can you insult him, and then pretend to be his only comfort? What makes you think he even wants you here?"

    She looked up at savage, her face firm and her back stiff. Shame was biting at her heart, yt she held it off. No need for it, she lied to herself.

    "You disgust me," Savage finished wit a spit at her feet. Lillith looked away as she went, the angry felis fuming silently and hurrying off in a rush. She didnt want to think of it, she didnt want this adventure. She didnt want any of the other angels gone. she was alone. Alone with all her emotions about to erupt. but, this was nothing to her. Belzar was the only demon too and savage, as far as she knew, was the only elven felis. Holding back a sigh, she jumped slightly as Belzar shifted and climbed to his feet.

    " WHat happened?" He wanted to know." Did you use your magic on me?" She turned her head, hiding her expression and got up with him. Cries of pain, anger, and grunts were heardaround the encampment and they followed them. Lillith, silent as always, stood several feet behind belzar, her eyes hardened. SHe watched , to the side, as Belzar confronted the guards, saying with a grin.""Now, on the one hand you've got a Felis. Dangerous, yes. But on the other hand, me. Wanna see how dangerous? Good. Now, we're gonna walk out of this camp, all of my little party. And if anyone tries to take a shot at ANY of us, there's gonna Desah to pay."

    Lillith held a hand up to her mouth, hiding the curl of her lip as she smiled gently to herself. He looked..so...non-demon-ish when he grinned playfully like that. The smile dissapeared as she skipped forwards calmly acrossed the stunned and hesitant guards to follow the group out. Her face was once again, hard and expressionless.
     
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    Belzar looked at her, and glaring angrily.

    "You better watch your step in future." he growled under his breath to her. Savage curled her hands into fists, her claws digging in to her palms, and snarled, trying desperately hard to stop herself from attacking him. Although he may have gotten her out of a sticky situation, she was in no mood to be reprimanded, and her appetite for blood had only been intesified by her battle with the drunken elves. She wanted to go out and kill them all, but at the same time the elven side of her screamed in horror at the autrocity she had just commited.

    It was even more infuriating to see "happy little Lillith" skipping along behind Belzar, as if nothing had happened. Savage avoided the gaze of Rosa and Sylavanas, shame beginning to creep up on her. The girl should not have to see the results of murder, especially murder she had committed. She felt as if she had betrayed Rosa. She knew she had betrayed herself. Tears filled Savage's eyes, but she blinked them away quickly.

    The world isn't fair! her elven blood cried.

    It never was, replied the felis.
     
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    Sylavanas gazed at her kindly. "Yes, Belzar's mood does seem to put a bit of a damper on our prospects doesn't it?" He smiled slightly at this. "Bayltisar however may have more luck, he is more used to these types of thing after all."

    Rosa nodded, though troubled thoughts still plagued her mind. Will they still be willing to help us? Would Bayltisar's presence be of any help to negotiations at all, anyway? She looked up at Sylavanas again but said nothing.

    Sylavanas then spoke, as though reading her mind. "I was just about to eat something, would you care to join me?"

    Rosa smiled gratefully at the druid. "Yes thanks I am a bit hungry," she replied. He then gestured towards the tent and motioned for her to follow him. She complied, and they made their way towards the mess hall. A scent wafting from the folds of the gigantic tent snaked its way over to Rosa's nose, where it hovered teasingly. She followed Sylavanas to a bench and seated herselves. A pair of elves immediately arrived with a platter of steaming food and set it doen between the two of them. As they ate, Sylavanas told Rosa fascinating tales about the life of a druid, the beauty of the forest, and its lovely animals (an amused Rosa noticed Mara's attempt to look regal by puffing himself up).

    Everything he said sounds so wonderful, she thought. It must be lovely to be a druid, with such an interesting environment.

    Sylavanas smiled brightly at Rosa. "So Rosa, now that you have heard more about the life of a druid. Do you still wish to learn?"

    Rosa had been eagerly anticipating this question, and she was not about to let the opportunity slip away. She looked at him, her eyes shining with happiness. "Of cou-"

    A loud "THUMP!", followed by an angry yell, cut her short. Rosa immediately sprang to her feet as her head whipped in the direction of the sounds, as did Sylavanas and the rest of the elves.

    She turned to Sylavanas, who had a stricken look on his face, one unfamiliar to her. "There must be something horrible happening! Let's make a move, right now!" she cried.
    Sylavanas followed wordlessly as Rosa sprinted in the direction of the unpleasant sounds. Her heart was beating a tattoo, hammering madly against her ribcage. A flurry of thoughts flew through her mind, but one stood out prominently. They'll definitely refuse us if we started the trouble!

    She slowed to a halt as soon as she arrived at the scene. Her eyes widened with shock at what it saw. A pile of dead elves lay before her, the bodies all heaped haphazardly. She could hear shocked yells from behind her, and realised that a smattering of elves had trailed behind them. She looked at Sylavanas, whose mouth had formed an "O". She then turned her head slowly to take in the rest of the scene. She did not want to face the truth, it was staring at her right in the face, but no, she couldn't take it.

    Sweet Lord...

    Savage was standing before the corpses, her face and arms caked with what looked horribly like blood. Her face was twisted in a cross between sheer fury and fright. She heard flurried movements behind her and saw that the same kindly elves from the mess tent who were behind her behind her had surrounded Savage in an instant with their weapons withdrawn, fury masking their faces.

    Rosa stood there, her face frozen in shock. No, this can't be happening...no, it's not! It's just a dream, it's just a dream...no! She pinched herself hard, expecting to wake up in a soft elven bed, or even her parents' simple but comfortable hut, but underwent no reaction, except a stinging pain from the pinch.

    A movement caught Rosa's eye and she squinted, before realising that Belzar was surveying the scene, a look of exasperation on his features. He then withdrew his dagger and sneaked up behind the elves, taking care not to make any noise. Rosa watched in terror as his dagger flashed before slicing the necks of two elves, bringing them to their deaths even before they had hit the floor.

    Belzar then spoke."Now, on the one hand you've got a Felis. Dangerous, yes. But on the other hand, me. Wanna see how dangerous?" he asked, and laughed slightly as the elves lowered their weapons, sharing looks of fear and uncertainty.

    "Good. Now, we're gonna walk out of this camp, all of my little party. And if anyone tries to take a shot at ANY of us, there's gonna Desah to pay." he growled, and watched, with a smile, as they all backed away meekly.

    He then looked around and saw Rosa and Sylavanas standing by. "Ok guys, let's go!" he yelled, then stalked off to the gates. Rosa saw him pausing and growling something fiercely to Savage before leaving. Lillith followed him, her face expressionless, as though nothing happened, though Rosa did not miss her smiling slightly at Belzar's anger. However, Rosa thought of nothing else but the horrifying scene that had just happened. She now had no time to think of such silly notions. Her eyes were focused on Savage, who had started snarling at Belzar's retreating back, but stopped almost immediately, slumping in shame. Savage then followed Lillith out of the camp, carefully avoiding Rosa's and Sylavanas' eyes, but staring daggers at Lillith.

    Rosa felt thoroughly shocked and miserable. Savage should have handled the situation differently. Killing is very wrong, but what Savage did wasn't murder, it was manslaughter. She was provoked. I know Savage isn't the kind of person who kills elves for game, she thought. Those nasty elves must have said something to her. Why must they be so horrible to her! It's not her fault that her blood was "polluted" by felis blood!" Why're they so horrible! I HATE racism! It affects some people and makes them so angry that they become reckless and do horrible acts! Things of these sort should not happen! NEVER EVER! I-

    "Rosa..." Someone spoke. She glanced around and saw Sylavanas walking by her side, looking at her worriedly. "Calm down, your face looks so red," he went on gently.

    "I-I'm fine," Rosa managed, grateful for his concern. She looked towards the front. So we're an independent party again...who are we going to turn to next? She had another concern, but it looked like none of the members, save for Sylavanas and Lillith, was in the mood to talk to her. She motioned for Sylavanas to follow her and went up to Lillith. "Lil, I don't know what Bayltisar may do next..." she whispered so that no one but her, Lillith and Sylavanas could hear.
     
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    Lillith Forbid Returned Queen of Bondage

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    Htorugh the silent journey, Lilliths heart wasdown. Yes, she had said a horrible thing to Belzar. Her calmness evaporated like hot water to make was for a tiny bit of anger to show. Yes, she still thought it was wrong for Belzar to blow up like that. And a bit of her wanted to see some anger pointed in him for showing his anger mor uncontrollably that hers. She was just annoyed that he skipped out on the chance to reason with the man and maybe gain something from it.Yet, she voued that whenever she let her anger get infront of her calm demenor, she would bite her toungue and not say a thing.

    Savage's anger that was pointed at her was the worse. A felis' anger, or rather, any anger, hurt her. sHe was not used to anger, as the people in Thelestia were cool headed adn rarely blew up. It confuzed her a little bit.

    When Rosa came up to her, saying"Lil,I dont know what Bayltisar may do next..." The angel's eyes went sorrowful and she merely shrugged saying steadily "I dont know, Rosa, I just dont know..." Her voice was far away and her eyes were slightly clouded.