Doron Amar Role-Play

[Celduil]

A cowled elven figure approaches the gates to Doron Amar, dressed in warn travelling clothes and moving slower than usual. The elves on guard would recognise him to be Celduil Selie, former ranger of Doron Amar. After greeting the Evereskan Rangers on a friendly first name basis, he would enquire whether they could deliver a message to the Councilors asking for a soft bed for a couple of days and the services of a skilled healer.

[Valefort]

Celduil would be welcomed, his demands accepted without much questioning, a bed in the Erevan Jest would be offered while healers are seeked.

[dogo]

.removed.

[Care]

Avae would be seen taking back her residence in the Mage tower, and telling to every one who would listen to be very very carefull around Beregost and even avoid the Area if possible for the gards were looking for any excuses to beat down and humuliate anyone who would ressemble an elf.

[Displacer]

A dark olive skinned wood elf is seen at the gates of Doron. Adorning green and mithral silver armor, he removes his hood to reveal a pair of bright cast yellow eyes. He nods and then addresses the Rangers.......

"I am Celundel, son of Elundel. Ranger of the Misty Forest and servant of the Lord Archer Solonor. I have been bid as representitive of En Dharasha Everae to come here and bring urgent message to the one Councilor Mealir Ostriel. I will await him here."

The elf says in a diligent earnestness.

[Valefort]

Soon enough one of the Evereskan ranger would tell the elf he's welcome and that the one he seeks should be there within the day.

[Celduil]

The sweet smelling scent of pine needles and moss and smelling rich peat surrounded the elf while he slipped through the verdent growth of the Sharp Teeth woods. Taking in it all, he heard the sounds of the distantly flowing river, the rustles of the branches being blown by the gentle breeze among the trees, the song of the constant bird call chattering through the woods. The elven ranger relaxed, knowing those sounds to be the normal calls of that part of the wood of Sharp Teeth.

The ranger passed through the wood, coming to a small gate which marked the border of the elven village of Doron Amar. Continuing to cross the bridge, he reached the towers on either side of the gate --- towers which he had designed--- and quickly dashed up the ladder to view the land from the raised platform. Tension was in the Evereskan rangers this day, as the village was not well defended while those capable of defending it were to the north. While most of the Doron Amar elves capable of fighting had trecked to the north, in defense of En Dharasha Everae, very few elves had elected to stay behind to watch over the village. That left Celduil very bitter, as he believed the threat of the drow was still very real to those that had remained to watch the village. Even with the drow supposedly ending their raids on the villages to the north... Celduil felt it was just a powerful ploy employed by his most hated of enemies to lull the village into a false sense of security, while the drow came to raid the village while its defenders were away.

It had happened before in the battle-scarred ranger's past, and he would do everything within his power to ensure it would not happen again. Not by Zhents --- not by drow. Not by Amnish soldiers who bound and tortured those who stayed to defend.

This day he stood to defend, alongside his best friend Gyvari.

[Hoihe]

Hoihe Dacino and Soora Luelles were seen escorting a half-elf and a wood elf around Doron Amar, apparently newcomers since Hoihe took the chance to talk, and talk and talk even more about Doron Amar, its structures, history and leadership.

They ended up in the Jest, from where Hoihe departed to the Woods of Sharp Teeth, quite obviously intent to track something down.

[blue_penguin]

A letter was left with one of the rangers at the bridge.

[[PM sent.]]

[Hoihe]

Hoihe was seen changing in Doron Amar's Inn into a fine set of elven-made, green leathers, but without any armour-esque reinforcements on it. He seemed quite nervous, leaving the inn unarmed, but headed off to the rivers.

Those who watched the area by the river would have noticed some time before that Hoihe planted four groups of flowers in a mathematically correct square, the flowers being the corners. The flowers were Daffodils, primroses, Lilies of the Valley, and hyacinths.

Hoihe remained at the flat ground for a while, and when the moon finally rose, he casted a group of spells on the flowers, hiding their scent and turning them invisible. He seemed to go through some scrolls. Then he waited.

If anyone was watching the region, they would have seen eventually Soora approach, and the two danced in unison around the area where Hoihe planted the flowers, with the flowers appearing systematically as the human mage dismissed the invisibility at certain times, usually during bows. Some might recognise the dance as an elven one, although altered to fit the situation at hand with teasing steps and gestures. It could best be described as a choreography that represents how a flower blooms.

After the said dance was over, the two remained and exchanged a flower and some words, and if one could see the expressions, among those words were confessions.

Eventually, the two parted but not in rancor. Hoihe himself returned to the Inn, dressed himself once more in his combat leathers and black tunic, arming himself to the teeth once more. But before he left, he remained by the statue in front of the inn and gave a hearty prayer. He situated himself somewhere between Hanali and Sehanine, favouring Sehanine, but he left a flower at Hanali's feet none the less.

The moment he left Doron Amar's wards, he teleported away.

[Celduil]

Celduil is seen in the Jest in Doron Amar. He kicks a chair in an uncharacteristic burst of anger, then paces the room, then leaves.

[Febriel]

Celestia can be seen approaching the gates gripping her staff and complaining about bugs out loud. She takes a moment to compose herself and says let me in to the rangers

[Wolfshear]

Selengil Harkonis is seen calmly approaching the rangers guarding the entrance to Doron Amar, to whom he hands a letter, instructing that it was to be delivered to Eowiel. Having done this he leaves more or less abruptly as he appeared. (pm sent)

[kellendril]

*Eowiel takes the letter from the ranger, and nods her thanks, then turns to read it as she walks back into the village. As she reads, she shakes her head and appears frustrated, then walks away toward the council hall. A short time later, she passes through the gates , a look of resolute determination on her face, mixed perhaps with frustration.*

[Snarfy]

A slim figured male wearing fashionable silken grey attire and a black hooded cloak emerges from the forest and strolls casually down towards the gates of the settlement. Once at the gates, the figure would procure a sealed envelope and pass it up to one of the rangers, saying in a rather non-chalant tone, "Give that to the good Captain, if you don't mind."

His only response to any sense of recognition by the rangers would be the slightest of nods in their direction. His hooded head would then glance briefly over Doron Amar once before he turned on his heel and glided back across the bridge, and slipping silently into the forest beyond shortly there-afterward...