Elar? A player? Well, that's one I've never heard....Now the votes are swinging around again...*shakes head* Well, I think I'll stick to my first plan...
As, for the SSHHH thing, well, it's finally explained today, though it probably won't enlighten you any more...
******
" Why are we stopping again? There's nothing exciting here."
Edvi glared at Gwenalene. Every now and then, she made him forget that she was supposed to be an elf.
" In case you haven't noticed, one of us has a disability."
" IT'S NOT A DISABILITY! IT'S A SCRATCH!!" Jordyn retorted.
" Oh yeah," Edvi drawled," And that's not blood, it's fruit juice!"
Jordyn murmured softly, tying the bandage tighter. Almost immediately, the cloth began to redden. Getting back up again, she walked primly behind everyone as they stretched and continued.
" Grrega's temple is approaching."
Edvi ran a slim hand through his bangs and they walked on while the hot sun beat down on them. Elar glared at him again, but instead of trying to look innocent, Edvi just sighed.
" Everyone's going to find out, why don't we just tell them now?"
" You know that fear excites the sorceress..."
" Elar..." Edvi gave him an exasperated look, " If they go in there... unprepared...they will meet Grrega...and they will fear her..."
" I'm not afraid." Jordyn protested.
"...And she will get excited," He said ignoring her, " And she will eat them. Is that what you want us to walk into?"
" Everyone here has a very even temper, I'm sure there will be no problems."
" You always say it won't rain, and then it does."
" What?"
" Nothing."
Edvi turned, then walked over besides Jordyn.
" He never listens to me. Not once."
" He needs to make his own mistakes. Learn on his own."
Edvi looked down with narrowed eyes.
" The mistakes he makes, could cost him his life," He whispered," He won't learn anything from that."
He continued to walk silently, his hand close to his sword. Jordyn watched him thoughtfully, contemplating this new information. He cared about the Prince deeply, even though he was a human. It must have something to do with the past. As she walked on, the temple grew closer and closer, until they were standing at the doorway to what looked like the gigantic corner of a box sticking out of the ground. The sand blew around their feet, whistling softly and desolately, until finally Gwenalene walked up to the doorway, and knocked as loud as she could.
" GWENALENE!" Edvi glared.
" Well, there's no way that anyone's gonna know we're H-HHHHHEEERRRREEEEE...."
Suddenly, A trap door beneath her feet opened, sending her sliding down into the depths of the sands.
CLASP!
Gwenalene opened her eyes. Jordyn?
" Come on. Your supposed to be an elf. What happened to that keen sense of hearing?"
Jordyn smiled, but winced. The bandage was redder than the sand. Wait...when was the sand red?
Suddenly she noticed the shadow. A pair of hands came down on one side of her and grabbed Gwenalene by the wrist.
" Not bad. For a human."
Jordyn smirked.
" I didn't see you come running to her aid."
Edvi shrugged as he yanked Gwenalene up.
" She needed a little excitement. She got it."
Jordyn shook her head. Suddenly, she remembered the red sand. She looked down, and yelled. A skull lay half buried, and around it...fresh blood. Jordyn peered at it for a moment, then at her bandage. There was no way that she could have made such a puddle, even with her injury.
" Uh...what exactly is Grrega?"
Elar didn't answer, because the door panel slowly began to open. He took a confident step inside, followed by Gwenalene, then by Jordyn, last by Edvi. As they stepped inside, Edvi whispered hoarsely to Jordyn.
" No matter what, don't show any fear."
" I'm not a coward!" Jordyn spat.
" I know." He murmured," But, even the bravest man would cower in Grrega's presence."
" You forget one thing..."
" What's that?"
" I'm not a man."
******
" You wish to speak with the Pharaoh Grrega?" A maid in a long white flowing gown spoke with Elar. She, and all the other maids present, were olive tan, and had black hair cut short, decorated with simple bands of gold, and large golden hoop earrings. Their feet were bare except for the tips of their toes, which were capped with tiny cat feet shaped slippers of white.
" Yes."
" I will inform the Mistress."
They waited a moment, Edvi pacing restlessly, his dark brown hair swinging back and forth as he paced, and then the maid returned. A little trickle of blood ran down the side of her face, but she showed no signs of discomfort.
" The Mistress will see you now."
Elar nodded a thanks, and the group followed her down a dark corridor. Jordyn could have sworn she'd seen someone carrying a sheet covered litter away. It was human shaped.
They entered a huge room, made entirely of gold streaked marble. At the far end from where they stood, a giant throne had been wrought of gold and silver. And on it...a gigantic lioness.
" AUGGGHHHHHHH!!!" Gwenalene screamed.
Immediately the lioness sprang from her throne, straight for Gwen. Elar pulled Gwen aside, as Edvi drew his sword, and stood before the rampaging Sorceress. She charged towards him, but he only stood calmly as she neared. Suddenly, she jumped, and landed neatly in front of him, her neck just barely pressed against the point of the blade. Jordyn watch without a breath, as the lioness tensed. The hair swung away from its face, a human face!
" You are brave..." It whispered, and Jordyn flinched as the smell of blood filled her nose.
" You will step aside," Edvi said coldly," Desist from your blood-run, or I will make you stop."
" You do not frighten me!" The lioness roared," I could tear you to pieces in one bat of my paw."
" Move aside." Edvi murmured," Or I WILL part the way myself...whether you are in front of me, or not."
There was an uncomfortable silence as the lioness and the elf stared off, each trying, it looked like, to make the each other's head swell up and pop. Finally, the lioness sat back on her haunches, a deep laugh echoing around the room.
" You Elves truly are a race of warriors!" The lioness crowed.
Edvi relaxed a bit, re-sheathing his sword. He motioned for Elar to make his requests, but the lioness turned away instead. Gwenalene stood shakily as the great paws approached. " But, you are also an elf. And You feared me. Does that not shame you?"
" It wasn't her fault! How can you condemn someone for fearing you? You are fearsome!"
The lioness turned sharply, looking straight at Jordyn.
" And who, exactly are you?"
As, for the SSHHH thing, well, it's finally explained today, though it probably won't enlighten you any more...
******
" Why are we stopping again? There's nothing exciting here."
Edvi glared at Gwenalene. Every now and then, she made him forget that she was supposed to be an elf.
" In case you haven't noticed, one of us has a disability."
" IT'S NOT A DISABILITY! IT'S A SCRATCH!!" Jordyn retorted.
" Oh yeah," Edvi drawled," And that's not blood, it's fruit juice!"
Jordyn murmured softly, tying the bandage tighter. Almost immediately, the cloth began to redden. Getting back up again, she walked primly behind everyone as they stretched and continued.
" Grrega's temple is approaching."
Edvi ran a slim hand through his bangs and they walked on while the hot sun beat down on them. Elar glared at him again, but instead of trying to look innocent, Edvi just sighed.
" Everyone's going to find out, why don't we just tell them now?"
" You know that fear excites the sorceress..."
" Elar..." Edvi gave him an exasperated look, " If they go in there... unprepared...they will meet Grrega...and they will fear her..."
" I'm not afraid." Jordyn protested.
"...And she will get excited," He said ignoring her, " And she will eat them. Is that what you want us to walk into?"
" Everyone here has a very even temper, I'm sure there will be no problems."
" You always say it won't rain, and then it does."
" What?"
" Nothing."
Edvi turned, then walked over besides Jordyn.
" He never listens to me. Not once."
" He needs to make his own mistakes. Learn on his own."
Edvi looked down with narrowed eyes.
" The mistakes he makes, could cost him his life," He whispered," He won't learn anything from that."
He continued to walk silently, his hand close to his sword. Jordyn watched him thoughtfully, contemplating this new information. He cared about the Prince deeply, even though he was a human. It must have something to do with the past. As she walked on, the temple grew closer and closer, until they were standing at the doorway to what looked like the gigantic corner of a box sticking out of the ground. The sand blew around their feet, whistling softly and desolately, until finally Gwenalene walked up to the doorway, and knocked as loud as she could.
" GWENALENE!" Edvi glared.
" Well, there's no way that anyone's gonna know we're H-HHHHHEEERRRREEEEE...."
Suddenly, A trap door beneath her feet opened, sending her sliding down into the depths of the sands.
CLASP!
Gwenalene opened her eyes. Jordyn?
" Come on. Your supposed to be an elf. What happened to that keen sense of hearing?"
Jordyn smiled, but winced. The bandage was redder than the sand. Wait...when was the sand red?
Suddenly she noticed the shadow. A pair of hands came down on one side of her and grabbed Gwenalene by the wrist.
" Not bad. For a human."
Jordyn smirked.
" I didn't see you come running to her aid."
Edvi shrugged as he yanked Gwenalene up.
" She needed a little excitement. She got it."
Jordyn shook her head. Suddenly, she remembered the red sand. She looked down, and yelled. A skull lay half buried, and around it...fresh blood. Jordyn peered at it for a moment, then at her bandage. There was no way that she could have made such a puddle, even with her injury.
" Uh...what exactly is Grrega?"
Elar didn't answer, because the door panel slowly began to open. He took a confident step inside, followed by Gwenalene, then by Jordyn, last by Edvi. As they stepped inside, Edvi whispered hoarsely to Jordyn.
" No matter what, don't show any fear."
" I'm not a coward!" Jordyn spat.
" I know." He murmured," But, even the bravest man would cower in Grrega's presence."
" You forget one thing..."
" What's that?"
" I'm not a man."
******
" You wish to speak with the Pharaoh Grrega?" A maid in a long white flowing gown spoke with Elar. She, and all the other maids present, were olive tan, and had black hair cut short, decorated with simple bands of gold, and large golden hoop earrings. Their feet were bare except for the tips of their toes, which were capped with tiny cat feet shaped slippers of white.
" Yes."
" I will inform the Mistress."
They waited a moment, Edvi pacing restlessly, his dark brown hair swinging back and forth as he paced, and then the maid returned. A little trickle of blood ran down the side of her face, but she showed no signs of discomfort.
" The Mistress will see you now."
Elar nodded a thanks, and the group followed her down a dark corridor. Jordyn could have sworn she'd seen someone carrying a sheet covered litter away. It was human shaped.
They entered a huge room, made entirely of gold streaked marble. At the far end from where they stood, a giant throne had been wrought of gold and silver. And on it...a gigantic lioness.
" AUGGGHHHHHHH!!!" Gwenalene screamed.
Immediately the lioness sprang from her throne, straight for Gwen. Elar pulled Gwen aside, as Edvi drew his sword, and stood before the rampaging Sorceress. She charged towards him, but he only stood calmly as she neared. Suddenly, she jumped, and landed neatly in front of him, her neck just barely pressed against the point of the blade. Jordyn watch without a breath, as the lioness tensed. The hair swung away from its face, a human face!
" You are brave..." It whispered, and Jordyn flinched as the smell of blood filled her nose.
" You will step aside," Edvi said coldly," Desist from your blood-run, or I will make you stop."
" You do not frighten me!" The lioness roared," I could tear you to pieces in one bat of my paw."
" Move aside." Edvi murmured," Or I WILL part the way myself...whether you are in front of me, or not."
There was an uncomfortable silence as the lioness and the elf stared off, each trying, it looked like, to make the each other's head swell up and pop. Finally, the lioness sat back on her haunches, a deep laugh echoing around the room.
" You Elves truly are a race of warriors!" The lioness crowed.
Edvi relaxed a bit, re-sheathing his sword. He motioned for Elar to make his requests, but the lioness turned away instead. Gwenalene stood shakily as the great paws approached. " But, you are also an elf. And You feared me. Does that not shame you?"
" It wasn't her fault! How can you condemn someone for fearing you? You are fearsome!"
The lioness turned sharply, looking straight at Jordyn.
" And who, exactly are you?"