The sun rose over the hill, giving everything a bright and shiny start. The
birds of the air flew overhead and greeted the morning sun with a jovial
song. The sky was cloudless and brought forth a blue ocean of freedom. The
sun's rays went unfazed as the birds danced through the early hours of
morn, and gave life to the green hills and wild flowers that stretched
across the land for miles upon miles. But this morning seemed different
from the others.
A pair of wandering folk walked through the wonderland, dew spraying at their feet. One was an elf with long black hair running smoothly past his shoulders, eyes a grayish-blue as the running waters of a mountain stream. Another was an amazon woman, hair brown as fresh bark off a maple tree with strands of forest green streaks intertwining with her brown hair. To match
her maple hair was her glossy green eyes, and rosy lips.
She was clad in dragonskin armor, which was not made for traveling long distances. She slightly lagged behind with the weight of her clothes and her pack. The elf went on ahead, light-footed and wearing light traveling clothes. He had a slight bounce to his walk, and made the amazon work twice
as hard for every step he took.
The pair had traveled for hours, leaving their camp early morning and traveled North since. After losing their loved one, the elf and Amazon had teamed up in search for the one who had caused their loved one to suffer to
the end. Now it was their turn.
Kelevandros stopped upon reaching the top of the hill. Looking back, he studied how much they had traveled. Off in the distance, beyond the hills
was a prairie from which they had arrived. The wretched place where his
brother Vijayendra was taken from him. A sudden image of the platinum- haired drake flashed across his mind. He put a hand to his temple in pain. A hot tear fell from his eye and slipped down his cheek and onto the ground
below.
A slight breeze picked up and wrapped its warm grasp around him. His hair ruffled and a voice whispered into his ear. "I shall love you always, my
brother." Kelevandros looked through his hands and his eyes fell upon Katula. "Take care of her for me." As soon as it had appeared the wind took off and swirled around Katula below, before rushing off into the horizon.
Kelevandros smiled and whispered into the distance, "I love you too, Vijayendrâ..." He then cleared his throat and waited for the lovely Katula to reach the top of the hill. During his wait, he lied down on the grass and drifted off to sleep, the blue sky filling him with warmth and peace.
Katula used her spear for support while climbing the hill. Some dirt slipped beneath her foot, and would have sent her tumbling down the hill if
not for Kelevandros's hand. The elf hoisted her up the last part of the hill. His hair was ragged as if he was rudely awakened. It appears he had
for his supplies were scattered all over the top of the hill. Then, the
sound came to her ears.
"What is it?" she asked the elf, who in the other hand, held a bow. "Orcs," he replied. "Many orcs." Katula looked behind her and was amazed at what she saw. It was an Orc army. They wore leather armor, and carried weapons of all sizes. Prepping for war no doubt. However, the orcs wore their light armor only when marching from place to place, they were probably trying to
get away from something.
Then it occurred to her how much racket the dragon scene was a few day s
ago. Maybe these guys wanted not to be found by Balkoth and accused as
traitors and executed. But whatever the cause, they were heading in the
direction of the duo.
Katula quickly scanned the oncoming army. Well over a thousand at least. She suddenly realized that on top of that hill on a clear day like this;
they must have been easy to spot, even for the nearsighted orcs. "Get down!" She hissed between clenched teeth as she pushed Kelevandros onto the ground. Kelevandros looked at her with a mix of surprise and amusement on
his face.
"What do you think you are doing, standing there in the open with your bow?! You can't take on an army you know!! Even with your... power." Katula stared icy spears into the elf next to her, daring him to say anything. He did anyway, "So, what do you propose we do?" He almost regretted asking, because instead of a witty comment he had come to expect from Katula, she
just looked worriedly at the army and chewed her bottom lip. Well, I'll just think of a plan myself, Kelevandros thought. He studied the army and
was about to explain his plan of attack when Katula burst in.
"I think I have an idea..." Kelevandros looked at her and then replied, "Well, let's hear it." Katula continued to study the line and then went on
with her plan, "Well, fighting isn't a possibility, neither is running away, they would catch us before we got too far... but, since we can't run away, maybe we can hide." Kelevandros looked at her intently, "What? And
wait for them to trample us?!"
Katula cocked an eyebrow at Kelevandros in an annoyed way, "No, you see
that line of trees over there?" Kelevandros looked off to his right to where she was pointing and nodded, "Well, I think they haven't spotted us yet, so if we keep low and run parallel to their line, I think we can duck
in there and hope our armor matches the color of the trees."
Kelevandros looked at Katula's heavy dragon hide worriedly, "Are you sure you can make it? I'm not saying you can't, but I'm not about to leave you
behind..." Katula merely shrugged and took off her heavy hide vest and rolled it into her pack, leaving only the forest green light hide shirt. "I think I can keep up, now, you lead, but remember, keep low!" Kelevandros
took one last look at Katula's determined face and then went off to the
trees at a sprint.
Kelevandros looked behind him and was surprised to see Katula not far
behind. He kept running, glancing off to his right from time to time to make sure the orcs hadn't seen them yet. The line of trees got closer until he finally ran through them into the forest, but Katula wasn't with him. He
stood still as a stone behind the trees and waited, he had waited about
thirty seconds when he heard a loud THUNK! Into one of the trees behind
him, followed closely by a very enraged Katula.
Katula glanced at the elf and said simply, "They saw me," and kept running as fast as she could deeper into the forest. Kelevandros looked back the way she had come and heard the guttural noises of orcs close behind. Then
he, too, started running into the forest.
sun's rays went unfazed as the birds danced through the early hours of
morn, and gave life to the green hills and wild flowers that stretched
across the land for miles upon miles. But this morning seemed different
from the others.
A pair of wandering folk walked through the wonderland, dew spraying at their feet. One was an elf with long black hair running smoothly past his shoulders, eyes a grayish-blue as the running waters of a mountain stream. Another was an amazon woman, hair brown as fresh bark off a maple tree with strands of forest green streaks intertwining with her brown hair. To match
her maple hair was her glossy green eyes, and rosy lips.
She was clad in dragonskin armor, which was not made for traveling long distances. She slightly lagged behind with the weight of her clothes and her pack. The elf went on ahead, light-footed and wearing light traveling clothes. He had a slight bounce to his walk, and made the amazon work twice
as hard for every step he took.
The pair had traveled for hours, leaving their camp early morning and traveled North since. After losing their loved one, the elf and Amazon had teamed up in search for the one who had caused their loved one to suffer to
the end. Now it was their turn.
Kelevandros stopped upon reaching the top of the hill. Looking back, he studied how much they had traveled. Off in the distance, beyond the hills
was a prairie from which they had arrived. The wretched place where his
brother Vijayendra was taken from him. A sudden image of the platinum- haired drake flashed across his mind. He put a hand to his temple in pain. A hot tear fell from his eye and slipped down his cheek and onto the ground
below.
A slight breeze picked up and wrapped its warm grasp around him. His hair ruffled and a voice whispered into his ear. "I shall love you always, my
brother." Kelevandros looked through his hands and his eyes fell upon Katula. "Take care of her for me." As soon as it had appeared the wind took off and swirled around Katula below, before rushing off into the horizon.
Kelevandros smiled and whispered into the distance, "I love you too, Vijayendrâ..." He then cleared his throat and waited for the lovely Katula to reach the top of the hill. During his wait, he lied down on the grass and drifted off to sleep, the blue sky filling him with warmth and peace.
Katula used her spear for support while climbing the hill. Some dirt slipped beneath her foot, and would have sent her tumbling down the hill if
not for Kelevandros's hand. The elf hoisted her up the last part of the hill. His hair was ragged as if he was rudely awakened. It appears he had
for his supplies were scattered all over the top of the hill. Then, the
sound came to her ears.
"What is it?" she asked the elf, who in the other hand, held a bow. "Orcs," he replied. "Many orcs." Katula looked behind her and was amazed at what she saw. It was an Orc army. They wore leather armor, and carried weapons of all sizes. Prepping for war no doubt. However, the orcs wore their light armor only when marching from place to place, they were probably trying to
get away from something.
Then it occurred to her how much racket the dragon scene was a few day s
ago. Maybe these guys wanted not to be found by Balkoth and accused as
traitors and executed. But whatever the cause, they were heading in the
direction of the duo.
Katula quickly scanned the oncoming army. Well over a thousand at least. She suddenly realized that on top of that hill on a clear day like this;
they must have been easy to spot, even for the nearsighted orcs. "Get down!" She hissed between clenched teeth as she pushed Kelevandros onto the ground. Kelevandros looked at her with a mix of surprise and amusement on
his face.
"What do you think you are doing, standing there in the open with your bow?! You can't take on an army you know!! Even with your... power." Katula stared icy spears into the elf next to her, daring him to say anything. He did anyway, "So, what do you propose we do?" He almost regretted asking, because instead of a witty comment he had come to expect from Katula, she
just looked worriedly at the army and chewed her bottom lip. Well, I'll just think of a plan myself, Kelevandros thought. He studied the army and
was about to explain his plan of attack when Katula burst in.
"I think I have an idea..." Kelevandros looked at her and then replied, "Well, let's hear it." Katula continued to study the line and then went on
with her plan, "Well, fighting isn't a possibility, neither is running away, they would catch us before we got too far... but, since we can't run away, maybe we can hide." Kelevandros looked at her intently, "What? And
wait for them to trample us?!"
Katula cocked an eyebrow at Kelevandros in an annoyed way, "No, you see
that line of trees over there?" Kelevandros looked off to his right to where she was pointing and nodded, "Well, I think they haven't spotted us yet, so if we keep low and run parallel to their line, I think we can duck
in there and hope our armor matches the color of the trees."
Kelevandros looked at Katula's heavy dragon hide worriedly, "Are you sure you can make it? I'm not saying you can't, but I'm not about to leave you
behind..." Katula merely shrugged and took off her heavy hide vest and rolled it into her pack, leaving only the forest green light hide shirt. "I think I can keep up, now, you lead, but remember, keep low!" Kelevandros
took one last look at Katula's determined face and then went off to the
trees at a sprint.
Kelevandros looked behind him and was surprised to see Katula not far
behind. He kept running, glancing off to his right from time to time to make sure the orcs hadn't seen them yet. The line of trees got closer until he finally ran through them into the forest, but Katula wasn't with him. He
stood still as a stone behind the trees and waited, he had waited about
thirty seconds when he heard a loud THUNK! Into one of the trees behind
him, followed closely by a very enraged Katula.
Katula glanced at the elf and said simply, "They saw me," and kept running as fast as she could deeper into the forest. Kelevandros looked back the way she had come and heard the guttural noises of orcs close behind. Then
he, too, started running into the forest.