"Riven!" Imoen cried, and jumped into the Elf's arms, nearly knocking him to the ground.
"Hey take it easy! I missed you too ok? Now can we go inside, I'm soaked?" Riven said, and let Imoen lead him inside.
Once inside, Riven barely had time to take off his dark green, Elven made cloak, and shake out his long blue hair, before Imoen pulled him into another tight embrace. They broke apart and Imoen scolded playfully, "You sure have taken your time in coming to see me."
"Things have been busy back in the Umar hills." Riven replied. He was the Ranger and protector for the town of Imnesvale in the Umar Hills of Amn, to the south. He went on, "I had to bust up a mercenary group that was smuggling weapons into the Umar cave. They were planning to take the town for ransom. Got myself a nice trophy from it too." He said pulling up his sleeve and showing her a new scar that ran the length of his forearm.
Imoen hardly noticed, as she was too busy losing herself in his dark blue eyes.
"Uh Imoen? You still with me?" Riven asked.
"Wha-Oh yeah sorry. Just tired I guess." Imoen replied, mentally kicking herself and wondering exactly why she had been getting lost in his eyes.
"Sorry I woke you up at this time of night." He said apologetically. Unbeknownst to Imoen, Riven was also a little busy staring at Imoen. Most people that jumped out of bed in the middle of the night didn't exactly look their best so to speak, but Imoen looked her same, pretty self as usual.
"It's nothing. I was already awake anyhow." She responded, barely suppressing a shudder at the thought of her dream.
"What in the name of Torm are you doing up at this time of the morning?" Riven asked, noticing that the sky was getting slightly pink outside.
"Well I had a pretty freaky dream." Imoen replied feeling slightly embarrassed, and stupid at telling her best friend that she had a bad dream.
"What happened?" He asked.
"Well...ok this is going to sound dumb but it involved Irenicus." Imoen said.
"Irenicus?" Riven asked sharply. "What would Irenicus have to do with you?
"He said he wanted revenge for what we did, and he starting torturing me, and then you came in and killed him, but everything disappeared except me and He said we'd keep in touch and then I woke up and then...." Imoen realized she was babbling so she shut up.
"Hmm. Strange. He didn't say how he was back?" Riven asked concernedly.
"He said he used his remaining powers to reunite his body with his soul after you killed him or something like that, but..." Imoen trailed off and noticed that it was indeed getting light out so she said, "Hold on, let me go get dressed and I'll make us something to eat k?" before heading up the stairs to her room.
A short time later Imoen came back downstairs wearing her black tunic with a yellow trim and some light boots and headed into the kitchen. She prepared a breakfast of eggs and bacon, and while they were eating, Riven inquired, "So what about you? What made you come back here?"
"Well for one this is the only place I've ever really thought of as home, and second, where else would I go?" Imoen replied.
"You could have come live with me." Riven said with a smile, which Imoen returned.
"Nah I don't think the life of a Ranger is for me. Besides I sometimes help out here with the guards, and I can keep up on my magic studies." Imoen said.
Riven, who had finished eating, had taken out his dagger and began to clean it. The dagger was not as simple as it looked though, for the people of Imnesvale, had enchanted the dagger and gave to Riven as a thank you gift for saving their town from the Shadow Beasts.
Suddenly, Riven's Elf ears detected the footfalls of somebody upstairs. Too faint for a human to hear, Imoen asked, "What's wrong?"
"Shh. There's somebody, no two people upstairs." Riven said quietly, and drew Daystar. "Get behind me." He instructed, and Imoen obeyed.
"As he moved to the stairs, Imoen gave a sharp cry of surprise. He shot a glance back at her to find her in a headlock of a black-cloaked thief, with the blade of his short sword pressed against her neck.
"Hold fool!" the hooded man cried out threateningly. "I'll kill he-ooof!" Imoen, who had driven her elbow into his midsection, cut him off. She finished him off with a strong punch to the jaw.
Suddenly, the two assassins from upstairs appeared in the living room. One was a wizard. Wasting no time, Riven dove at them, with his blade in front of him, but was stopped by the wizard's sleep spell. He went down but did not fall unconscious right away. The last thing he saw before passing out was, the three intruders warping away, taking Imoen with them.
A/N: Well there's another chapter. Gave you a cliffy there. What will happen next hmm? Wait and find out. AND PLEASE REVIEW!
"Hey take it easy! I missed you too ok? Now can we go inside, I'm soaked?" Riven said, and let Imoen lead him inside.
Once inside, Riven barely had time to take off his dark green, Elven made cloak, and shake out his long blue hair, before Imoen pulled him into another tight embrace. They broke apart and Imoen scolded playfully, "You sure have taken your time in coming to see me."
"Things have been busy back in the Umar hills." Riven replied. He was the Ranger and protector for the town of Imnesvale in the Umar Hills of Amn, to the south. He went on, "I had to bust up a mercenary group that was smuggling weapons into the Umar cave. They were planning to take the town for ransom. Got myself a nice trophy from it too." He said pulling up his sleeve and showing her a new scar that ran the length of his forearm.
Imoen hardly noticed, as she was too busy losing herself in his dark blue eyes.
"Uh Imoen? You still with me?" Riven asked.
"Wha-Oh yeah sorry. Just tired I guess." Imoen replied, mentally kicking herself and wondering exactly why she had been getting lost in his eyes.
"Sorry I woke you up at this time of night." He said apologetically. Unbeknownst to Imoen, Riven was also a little busy staring at Imoen. Most people that jumped out of bed in the middle of the night didn't exactly look their best so to speak, but Imoen looked her same, pretty self as usual.
"It's nothing. I was already awake anyhow." She responded, barely suppressing a shudder at the thought of her dream.
"What in the name of Torm are you doing up at this time of the morning?" Riven asked, noticing that the sky was getting slightly pink outside.
"Well I had a pretty freaky dream." Imoen replied feeling slightly embarrassed, and stupid at telling her best friend that she had a bad dream.
"What happened?" He asked.
"Well...ok this is going to sound dumb but it involved Irenicus." Imoen said.
"Irenicus?" Riven asked sharply. "What would Irenicus have to do with you?
"He said he wanted revenge for what we did, and he starting torturing me, and then you came in and killed him, but everything disappeared except me and He said we'd keep in touch and then I woke up and then...." Imoen realized she was babbling so she shut up.
"Hmm. Strange. He didn't say how he was back?" Riven asked concernedly.
"He said he used his remaining powers to reunite his body with his soul after you killed him or something like that, but..." Imoen trailed off and noticed that it was indeed getting light out so she said, "Hold on, let me go get dressed and I'll make us something to eat k?" before heading up the stairs to her room.
A short time later Imoen came back downstairs wearing her black tunic with a yellow trim and some light boots and headed into the kitchen. She prepared a breakfast of eggs and bacon, and while they were eating, Riven inquired, "So what about you? What made you come back here?"
"Well for one this is the only place I've ever really thought of as home, and second, where else would I go?" Imoen replied.
"You could have come live with me." Riven said with a smile, which Imoen returned.
"Nah I don't think the life of a Ranger is for me. Besides I sometimes help out here with the guards, and I can keep up on my magic studies." Imoen said.
Riven, who had finished eating, had taken out his dagger and began to clean it. The dagger was not as simple as it looked though, for the people of Imnesvale, had enchanted the dagger and gave to Riven as a thank you gift for saving their town from the Shadow Beasts.
Suddenly, Riven's Elf ears detected the footfalls of somebody upstairs. Too faint for a human to hear, Imoen asked, "What's wrong?"
"Shh. There's somebody, no two people upstairs." Riven said quietly, and drew Daystar. "Get behind me." He instructed, and Imoen obeyed.
"As he moved to the stairs, Imoen gave a sharp cry of surprise. He shot a glance back at her to find her in a headlock of a black-cloaked thief, with the blade of his short sword pressed against her neck.
"Hold fool!" the hooded man cried out threateningly. "I'll kill he-ooof!" Imoen, who had driven her elbow into his midsection, cut him off. She finished him off with a strong punch to the jaw.
Suddenly, the two assassins from upstairs appeared in the living room. One was a wizard. Wasting no time, Riven dove at them, with his blade in front of him, but was stopped by the wizard's sleep spell. He went down but did not fall unconscious right away. The last thing he saw before passing out was, the three intruders warping away, taking Imoen with them.
A/N: Well there's another chapter. Gave you a cliffy there. What will happen next hmm? Wait and find out. AND PLEASE REVIEW!