CHP.4
The hunt for Celebiel
I awoke the next day when I heard something rummaging through my back. I sat up and glanced about when my eyes landed on my pack all I saw was a black tail sticking out of it, with a long white stripe. I shrugged and kicked the bag gently trying to remove the scavenger. The black animal pulled its head out and peered at me. When I looked on at it seemed to be more cat like then anything I had seen. It turned to leave and I thought the battle won a smile quickly crossing my features. It, however, faded as fast as it took the smell to reach my nostrils. So this is a skunk I thought my eyes watering. The skunk grabbed some rations from my pack popped them in his mouth and gave one big swish on his tail before departing my tent.
I was on the rode heading back to The Fay figuring to find this Celebiel girl. I entered through the pass and marveled at how dark it was inside. I wondered along the old dirt path that weaved and turned with the rise and fall of the land. I rounded a tree and almost got hit in the face with an arrow. My luck was with me that day and it knocked into the wood an inch from my nose. The Orc who had fired the arrow cussed his luck and fumbled with another arrow. I was fast approaching him when I relised I was unarmed. Having dropped my sword sometime ago. I made due though and pulled a sword from an old corpse to decayed to tell what it was. When I gripped the sword it lit up brightly then the light was gone in an instant. The orc futilely trying to refit an arrow never noticed the blade quickly descending for his skull.
I wiped the orc brains from my new sword and slid it into my sheath. I enjoyed killing the orc but scalping it was no fun. I bent down and began the gruesome business of removing a huge hunk of its hair. When the task was done I sensed another set of eyes apone me. I reached for my sword and spun about tearing it from its sheath and bringing it to bear. A young Wood Elf stood before me her hazel eyes sparkling with innocence I blushed and put my sword away.
" Greetings fellow elf." The young elf said taking a step towards me and peering over my shoulder (having to stand on her tipsy toes to do so)
" Greetings what are you doing out here unarmed? And with nothing on. I might add" I responded digging through my pack for a tunic.
" Nonsense I need to weapons and for clothes. These will do," she answered pointing to her torn tunic and leggings. She shrugged her shoulders and smiled sending a tingle running down my spine. I smiled back and looked about.
" You wouldn't happen to know a high elf named celebiel now would you?" I asked figuring this elf would know allot about the forest and its people. Her eyes lit up at the mention of the elf name and her smile went from ear to ear.
"Aye I know of her" she responded with a wink "what you be needing her for?" the young elf said with a giggle.
"Nothing really just have something for her" I said tiring of the conversation. "Lead on"
Took the poor elf an hour and a half to get me to Felwithe. I nodded my thanks and tossed her my old tunic. She ran off into the forest laughing all the way. I approached the guards and nodded my head as I started to pass by. A sword shot out and stopped just under my chin the blade drawing a thin line of blood on my throat. I snapped an icy glare apone the guard who just responded with a glare of his own "what have you with the high elves." He said somewhat snobbly. I just stared into his eyes and demanded to pass. He just laughed at the notion. I shook my head and took a step back form the guards.
" I seek celebiel and I have something important for her if she finds out you delayed its ariva." I began but was quickly cut off by The guards laughing. One pulled the helmet of her head and smiled at me.
" I am the one you seek now what is it you bring?" she said smiling at the mirth which ran thick.
" I have something form Juggernaught." I announced and the sudden cold stair that hit me was a hard one to resist. I nearly swooned and feel to the ground. Celebiel walked forward grabbed me by the tunic and drug me off into the woods.
What will happen next? What will happen out in the woods? Will Bugems bleed to death? What ever happened to the young wood elf? Will celebiel do something naughty?
Perhaps perhaps not find out in the next chapter (sorry for the delay but to be inspired I have to have something happen to get the story going.)
The hunt for Celebiel
I awoke the next day when I heard something rummaging through my back. I sat up and glanced about when my eyes landed on my pack all I saw was a black tail sticking out of it, with a long white stripe. I shrugged and kicked the bag gently trying to remove the scavenger. The black animal pulled its head out and peered at me. When I looked on at it seemed to be more cat like then anything I had seen. It turned to leave and I thought the battle won a smile quickly crossing my features. It, however, faded as fast as it took the smell to reach my nostrils. So this is a skunk I thought my eyes watering. The skunk grabbed some rations from my pack popped them in his mouth and gave one big swish on his tail before departing my tent.
I was on the rode heading back to The Fay figuring to find this Celebiel girl. I entered through the pass and marveled at how dark it was inside. I wondered along the old dirt path that weaved and turned with the rise and fall of the land. I rounded a tree and almost got hit in the face with an arrow. My luck was with me that day and it knocked into the wood an inch from my nose. The Orc who had fired the arrow cussed his luck and fumbled with another arrow. I was fast approaching him when I relised I was unarmed. Having dropped my sword sometime ago. I made due though and pulled a sword from an old corpse to decayed to tell what it was. When I gripped the sword it lit up brightly then the light was gone in an instant. The orc futilely trying to refit an arrow never noticed the blade quickly descending for his skull.
I wiped the orc brains from my new sword and slid it into my sheath. I enjoyed killing the orc but scalping it was no fun. I bent down and began the gruesome business of removing a huge hunk of its hair. When the task was done I sensed another set of eyes apone me. I reached for my sword and spun about tearing it from its sheath and bringing it to bear. A young Wood Elf stood before me her hazel eyes sparkling with innocence I blushed and put my sword away.
" Greetings fellow elf." The young elf said taking a step towards me and peering over my shoulder (having to stand on her tipsy toes to do so)
" Greetings what are you doing out here unarmed? And with nothing on. I might add" I responded digging through my pack for a tunic.
" Nonsense I need to weapons and for clothes. These will do," she answered pointing to her torn tunic and leggings. She shrugged her shoulders and smiled sending a tingle running down my spine. I smiled back and looked about.
" You wouldn't happen to know a high elf named celebiel now would you?" I asked figuring this elf would know allot about the forest and its people. Her eyes lit up at the mention of the elf name and her smile went from ear to ear.
"Aye I know of her" she responded with a wink "what you be needing her for?" the young elf said with a giggle.
"Nothing really just have something for her" I said tiring of the conversation. "Lead on"
Took the poor elf an hour and a half to get me to Felwithe. I nodded my thanks and tossed her my old tunic. She ran off into the forest laughing all the way. I approached the guards and nodded my head as I started to pass by. A sword shot out and stopped just under my chin the blade drawing a thin line of blood on my throat. I snapped an icy glare apone the guard who just responded with a glare of his own "what have you with the high elves." He said somewhat snobbly. I just stared into his eyes and demanded to pass. He just laughed at the notion. I shook my head and took a step back form the guards.
" I seek celebiel and I have something important for her if she finds out you delayed its ariva." I began but was quickly cut off by The guards laughing. One pulled the helmet of her head and smiled at me.
" I am the one you seek now what is it you bring?" she said smiling at the mirth which ran thick.
" I have something form Juggernaught." I announced and the sudden cold stair that hit me was a hard one to resist. I nearly swooned and feel to the ground. Celebiel walked forward grabbed me by the tunic and drug me off into the woods.
What will happen next? What will happen out in the woods? Will Bugems bleed to death? What ever happened to the young wood elf? Will celebiel do something naughty?
Perhaps perhaps not find out in the next chapter (sorry for the delay but to be inspired I have to have something happen to get the story going.)