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Nerindel · 08-10-2003, 02:09 PM

Ghurdan gathered five of his most loyal men, then went to his tent to prepare. He changed into dark brown trousers and a sleeveless dark red tunic with gold trim, under which he wore a light vest of silver rings. The emblem of the great eye sat on the left breast of the tunic He lifted his sword belt and fastened it comfortably about his waist, the red eye of the pommel glinting in the sunlight streaming though the tent opening, he then lifted the two red hilted throwing daggers and slipped them into his belt, finally he pulled back his black shoulder length hair and tailed it at the nape of his neck.

Ghurdan then knelt down, closed his eyes and placed his hands on the stone eye in the pommel of his sword, "What is you orders oh! Great one!" "If they refuse, kill them all!" the cold voice venomously hissed in his thoughts. " Yes, Master" he replied bowing his head slightly. "The child Jasara is your sole charge, no harm is to come to her!" the voice echoed in his mind. He was grinning as he opened his eyes and removed his hand from the stone, he got up and left the tent still grinning. "Zasfal!" he shouted, "Ready the men for battle while I'm gone" "yes captain " he nodded, Ghurdan watched him as he hurried towards the men and started to issue orders.

Ghurdan and Rahvin took their places either side of Dristi, with the five crew men following behind. "So," she spoke softly, "If you are all ready let us take our leave...." Ghurdan nodded and they moved off.

They walked confidently through the valley, Ghurdan taking in everything around him, they saw several riders in the distance. "scouts" he whispered to Dristi, nodding in their direction.

[ August 10, 2003: Message edited by: Nerindel ]

08-10-2003, 02:09 PM	#140
Nerindel Spirited Weaver of Fates Join Date: Apr 2003 Location: In an endless sea of dreams! Posts: 827	Ghurdan gathered five of his most loyal men, then went to his tent to prepare. He changed into dark brown trousers and a sleeveless dark red tunic with gold trim, under which he wore a light vest of silver rings. The emblem of the great eye sat on the left breast of the tunic He lifted his sword belt and fastened it comfortably about his waist, the red eye of the pommel glinting in the sunlight streaming though the tent opening, he then lifted the two red hilted throwing daggers and slipped them into his belt, finally he pulled back his black shoulder length hair and tailed it at the nape of his neck. Ghurdan then knelt down, closed his eyes and placed his hands on the stone eye in the pommel of his sword, "What is you orders oh! Great one!" "If they refuse, kill them all!" the cold voice venomously hissed in his thoughts. " Yes, Master" he replied bowing his head slightly. "The child Jasara is your sole charge, no harm is to come to her!" the voice echoed in his mind. He was grinning as he opened his eyes and removed his hand from the stone, he got up and left the tent still grinning. "Zasfal!" he shouted, "Ready the men for battle while I'm gone" "yes captain " he nodded, Ghurdan watched him as he hurried towards the men and started to issue orders. Ghurdan and Rahvin took their places either side of Dristi, with the five crew men following behind. "So," she spoke softly, "If you are all ready let us take our leave...." Ghurdan nodded and they moved off. They walked confidently through the valley, Ghurdan taking in everything around him, they saw several riders in the distance. "scouts" he whispered to Dristi, nodding in their direction. [ August 10, 2003: Message edited by: Nerindel ] __________________ "Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone you may still exist, but you have ceased to live" ~ Mark Twain.