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Taralphiel · 09-02-2003, 03:01 AM

Laurel slid against the side of the tent and made sure to make no sound. She watched as Gorath pushed at a small cut tent flap, and motioned her inside.

It was a dark antechamber of the main tent of the King. Kegs of beer, and balnkets and extra supplies lay about haphazardly, and the reek from the Kings rooms filtered through. Laurel tried not to have a weak stomach, and her nerves helped this.

Cartil lay in the very corner, his arms above his head and tied to the roof beam. Gorath looked at them with little expression, and began to cut at them.

Laurel knelt by the man, and lightly shook him. He jerked back, as if expecting a great blow. She murmured softly to him and pressed a waterskin to his lips.

'Say nothing, we are here to take you back' she said in the smallest whisper. She heard sounds of pipes and cheers from the other room. Cartil slumped forward as Gorath let the rope down, and Laurel began to prompt him to his feet. Straining on her own leg, she managed to get him to stand. She was about out of the flap when there was movemnt towards the antechamber. Gorath hurried her out, and closed their escape.

The two took the weight of the semi concious man evenly and began towards the trees together.

'We must hurry, it will not take them long to discover what has happened' Laurel bit her lip and quickened her pace.

When they reached the trees, Galain took Cartils shoulder and she slipped from under him with a grunt of pain. Looking up at Lanaey, she said 'We must hurry!!'

09-02-2003, 03:01 AM	#1
Taralphiel Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Apr 2002 Location: Swan Wood Posts: 649	Laurel slid against the side of the tent and made sure to make no sound. She watched as Gorath pushed at a small cut tent flap, and motioned her inside. It was a dark antechamber of the main tent of the King. Kegs of beer, and balnkets and extra supplies lay about haphazardly, and the reek from the Kings rooms filtered through. Laurel tried not to have a weak stomach, and her nerves helped this. Cartil lay in the very corner, his arms above his head and tied to the roof beam. Gorath looked at them with little expression, and began to cut at them. Laurel knelt by the man, and lightly shook him. He jerked back, as if expecting a great blow. She murmured softly to him and pressed a waterskin to his lips. 'Say nothing, we are here to take you back' she said in the smallest whisper. She heard sounds of pipes and cheers from the other room. Cartil slumped forward as Gorath let the rope down, and Laurel began to prompt him to his feet. Straining on her own leg, she managed to get him to stand. She was about out of the flap when there was movemnt towards the antechamber. Gorath hurried her out, and closed their escape. The two took the weight of the semi concious man evenly and began towards the trees together. 'We must hurry, it will not take them long to discover what has happened' Laurel bit her lip and quickened her pace. When they reached the trees, Galain took Cartils shoulder and she slipped from under him with a grunt of pain. Looking up at Lanaey, she said 'We must hurry!!'