Wardawn

As Keera walked out of her tent she felt the cool air on her face and it invigerated her...to the point that she was all ready for one final battle the end of the campaign and thr return home to her native corinthia.Commander Mattius,it was the young cavalry officer Adamius who was speaking to her at this time,"we must move fast the nemedians are closing in on our position"she could hear the alarm in the young mans voice."Not to worry"Keera said flatly"We have them outnumbered by many"Keera paused as another officer approached her...her sister sinthiania...or sinblood as she liked to be called only mitra knows why"sister he is right we must move fast our numbers don't always match their treachery"It was at this point Keera made the decision to move...too late she felt the arrow pierce the robe she was wearing one lone arrow from an enemy archer caught her in the chest and pierced her heart,collapsing on the ground she could hear the shouts of

Continued from: http://aoc.rp-haven.com/story/neverlin/war_family_reunion_part_i

"Seize her!"

It was the signal.

Voices in her head competed for Dawn’s attention as she wavered, steeped in the serious moral dilemma Neverlin placed her in.  It felt like a blanket smothered her thoughts, suffocating them before reaching the surface.  She turned to face the Invictan, as if seeing her would help Dawn reach a decision.  It only complicated the matter.  Kemena was slim, her ample bosom concealed under a modest homespun dress.  The embroidered neckline of her white gown revealed the Lady's graceful neck. Dawn thought Kemena stood as a statue of righteousness, an epitome of mankind. She sighed, while Wardawn was hardly a stranger to violence, Kemena's aura of sincerity contrasted sharply with Neverlin's clever sophistries

She swallowed hard, wishing she was back in Pollopont.

Continued from:

WAR: Neverlin's Terms.  http://aoc.rp-haven.com/story/neverlin/war_neverlin039_s_terms

and

WAR: Grave Digging: http://aoc.rp-haven.com/story/neverlin/war_grave_digging

 Neverlin seldom asked favors....

Wardawn reflected as she tethered *Beauty, her majestic warhorse to a palm.  As her strong hands carefully looped the reins around the trunk, she pondered why the strange tree leaned at an awkward angle so close to the ground.  She surmised the palm probably blew over during a dust storm while young, continuing to grow outward in an elegant arch thereafter.  Why did she choose this strange tree from among a crowd of perfectly normal appearing ones?  Perhaps she just fancied the oddities of life, oddities like her friend Neverlin.  Giving the rope a final tug and letting out a satisfied sigh, Dawn cleared her mind of the peculiar thoughts.
 

I followed Lord Amunsol on a borrowed mount and blind-folded.  He did not want me to know exactly where the Blade Fortress was hidden.  Once we had arrived and the gate secured behind us my blindfold removed.  Amunsol spoke with the captain of the guard and pointed to me.  The captain approached and without word merely glanced at me from the ground up then strode off with his patrol.  I stepped towards Amunsol.  "What was that all about Lord?"  "I wanted him to know who you were, you are welcome here and will be protected by them while you stay here."  Lord Amunsol said with no emotion.

((this is a sneak preview of sorts. Neverlin is the master of the pen and he will write up truly amazing accounts of all that happened. However I thought it would be nice to put this up so that people can read and see how great we are! j/k

 For those who don't want to spoil the surprise and read all in sequence, don't read what's below. What is below is the actual copy of our say's when we rp'ed Kemena meeting her mother. The background story is:

 As you remember, Neverlin conducted an experiment on Kemena (read his earlier post in rp haven), creating a connection into her mind. He presented himself as her mother, who she knew not was dead or alive. Neverlin further conducted a ritual on Mandisa, with Inoxia's and Terralia's help, and now Mandisa is able to summon the appearance of Kemena's mother.. that's the rough explanation.