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Virgil looked at Ire a little more defensively. "I know very well how to handle the demonic. I've done more than run. Various occasion's I've had to defend myself, and I have my fair share of scars to prove it. Nervous isn't the word for it. On edge, yes, nervous, no. Besides, you can't tell me having your hand ready on your weapon doesn't make you less prepared for something than with your hand casually at your side." He finished.

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((We all do :eyemouth: ))

 

Bearog read the maps quietly as they rode silently towards the town. "Voices" Ilenal whispered, drawing his other sword out. He jumped onto a tree and soon sat on ofe of the branches, looking at the other travellers coming that way. He shook his head as he saw them. He would think that a pair of assassins would be more careful, but it also seemed that the dwarf held the most noise, just like they usually do after a few beers.

 

Bearog stopped after Ilenal was gone and tied the horses down, sitting down by himself to try and translate the loction names. It seemed that everything was written in either ancient elvish or dwarvish. He shook his head quietly. This would take a while without another map of the area with the cities and towns with their nowaday names

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((Mmkay... So I'll make something up as the DM :D

...I've always wanted to say that ^.^ ))

 

The two huge beasts infront of the group woke up quietly from the noise they were making and stood up, making the earth shake a bit. They stormed towards the group but then, tens, maybe even hundreds of arrows, sank into their flesh and the beasts fell. Ilenal dropped down from a tree and drew his sabers. He made sure the beasts were dead by sinking the curved blade into the heart of both beasts. "I would say that it was of your luck that I was scouting ahead" he said and wiped the dark red blood into the fur of the other beast's head. He then slid it into it's sheath. Ten elves or so dropped down from the trees around them, their bows on their backs and their swords in their scabbards. "Now, I think you owe these elves a thank you" he said, mostly at Ire, as everyone knew dwarves could be very stubborn of saying 'thank you' and even more stubborn of saying the two words to elves. Three elves walked to Ilenal and smiled friendlily at him. They spoke for a few minutes in elvish and then Ilenal nodded. "Oh, and you can follow me to Bearogs camp if you would like. Lueaera, Corvain and Aerdeth will be coming too. And besides, I would doubt that you will ever find your target anyways" he said and smiled at Jen kindly. "And you might prove yourselves useful of finding ours" he said and nodded, starting to walk away as all the elves but the three behind Ilenal disappeared into the shadows. The elves drew their hoods back and grinned quietly. One of them a drow, one a great-elf and one a half-elf. This was surely an odd company to find themselves in this very forest

 

Bearog sat quietly, eating a leg of a rabbit that he had catched a moment or two ago. He sighed, looking at the maps next to himself. The barbarian was quite lost right now, actually. Ilenal had been gone for longer than he had thought, there were roars coming from the way Ilenal had went and he just had a bad feeling about this.

 

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Gavin's sword was in his hand and the twins had arrows on their bows when Ilenal's companions took the beasts down. Gavin stared for a second before putting his sword away. The twins eased their arrows off the string and put both bow and arrow away.

 

"If thanks are required, you get them immediately from us," Jen said. "Thank you on behalf of my siblings and I."

 

"If we are not to find our mark, I should like to know of yours," Gavin said after voicing his own thanks.

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Ilenal grinned and looked back at Gavin. "Have you ever heard of a place called the Seventh sky?" he asked after turning back to see the small road. The elves behind Ilenal grinned also. Not many knew, or those who knew, didn't believe the story. But probably every fully elven and even a few half-elven people have seen the place of light, green and happiness.

 

Bearog heard something in the ditsnace and drew his hammer into his hand, getting ready for anything. The thing he didn't know was that the large group was arriving shortly to his tiny camp

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"Well, your sisters must be interested also" he said and grinned. "But first, tell me of what you have heard of those drunken travellers?" he said and continued leading the group to the small camp of Bearog where Bearog waited for them.

 

Bearog placed his warhammer on his back. "Finally, Ilenal. I was quite concerned of your disappearance" he started but then looked at the scroll. "Is anyone of your little group a mage or cleric or something? I would need some translation help..." he said and grabbed the scroll and the maps, smiling friendlily

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Bearog handed over the scroll and the maps, Ilenal sitting down with the other elves. "Now, what do you know about the Seventh sky, raceless" Ilenal said with a cold smile. That word hadn't been said since the wars when multiple races breeded together and made children, oftenly the children said to be breedless after they had three or more races mixed in their bloodline

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Gavin's smile stiffened and faded. He stood slowly and faced Ilenal. "The term is accurate, Elf." A cold smile returned to his face. "As for my knowledge of the Seventh Sky, perhaps a full-blood Elf would like to boast and share everything as though the Raceless has never heard it."

 

"Gavin!" Jen exclaimed. "Enough!"

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Flamehart had drawn his sword earlier, and still had it out when he was with the group, he turned to Ilenal, quite aware of the term himself, as it had been used once or twice before in his town. He looked at Ilenal, "I agree with Ire, don't use that word again. Only the fools and their so called "pride" use that to berate others, and I can see that despite your foolishness for using that term, you are no fool." His tone was cold and serious, and he had a certain fire about in his eyes. Despite his age, he showed no fear when he spoke this, of course, it's hard to be afraid of much when running from demons for a year.

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"It's fine," Gavin nearly growled. Then, to Ilenal, he said, "Go ahead, Elf. Brag about your knowledge. Make me look like a fool."

 

"Why did you have to use that term?" Jen snapped at Ilenal. "Don't you see what it does to him?"

 

"If he leaves, we leave with him," Sam muttered. Jen sighed.

 

"Oh, what the hell," she muttered. "You've spurned the three of us. But, I'm interested. Unlike my brother, I have heard nothing of this 'Seventh Sky'. I want an explanation."

 

"Explain, Elf," Gavin challenged. "The Raceless are listening."

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Ilenal grinned at the people around him, blaming him of using the term. "You do not know of my age, travellers. It might be just so that I grew up with that term echoing in my damned mind every day as my village's people were lynched because of it" he said. "Unfortunatey for me, I never thought of it as a bad word. Simply saying human-elf-shapeshifter would be stupid. Half-elven you are not and half-human you are not. And it is not for me to name your odd races again" he said and shrugged. "Hulfshifter..." he shuddered and shook his head.

 

"So, about seventh sky. If you have heard anything about it, it's mostly being concerned of the peace and quiet of it, the beauty of lush forests, clear blue skies and all-white clouds... All the water sparkling and toxicatingly pure compared to the water the humans normally drink. The huge herds of free animals and groups that hunt them. The beauty of the place at night... The elven lights glistening throught the forests, a soft mist filling the ground and the soft song for Corellon Larethian filling the air..." he said with glassening eyes. He remembered every inch of his journey there a hundred years or so ago. He fell quiet after that. He had explained all that was explainable of it. "It is truly the place of peace and freedom. No corruption, low prizes. You don't probably even need money in the first few days as there is nothing for the merchants to spend their money on... It's just... Heaven" he mumbled, looking at the ground

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Virgil raised his eyebrow slightly. He had heard stories of the Seventh sky very similar to this one, but the way in which he turned his tone from cold, to suddenly much lower and humble, when he spoke of the place.

 

"Then you could use our names at least, if you prefer not to figure a term for the specific mix of races." He said. "As for the seventh sky, I've heard stories of it myself in childhood, similar to what you've told, but none quite so descriptive. However I don't think I should accompany you to such a place." He said. He was sure this "heaven" could protect itself from numerous forces of demons, but he did not want to be the one who incidentally leads them there in their hunt for him.

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Ilenal smiled at Virgil. "Oh, but that is not true. I myself have seen as a demon vaporized when trying to attack the elven people there. It is made of pureness and good. As long as you have a heart that feels the beauty of the place and feels sympathy towards the people living there and ouside of it. Everything depends of the heart. That is why the human kingdoms have no power there. Corruption doesn't exist there, and if someone there turns evil, he loses the place and the Seventh sky disappears around him or her" he said and stood up quietly. "We will see which ones of you are rightful for a place there" he said and turned, taking the other scalp in his hand and starting to read it. "Tóchen... That's the nearest place to it on this map, but it lies in ruins nowdays. The village of Grendel has been built a mile from the ruins" he said and looked at his barbarian friend's confused look. Bearog had never seen Ilenal like that... Maybe the Seventh sky was much more to him than he truthfully said.

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"If your use of the word was truly born from hearing it repeatedly when it was not offensive, I can forgive the offense," Gavin said, his tone softening slightly. "I would request though that it not be used further. I am Gavin. My sisters are Jen and Sam."

 

"As for the Seventh Sky," he went on, "you have explained all I need to hear. I will do my best to aid this quest." He fell silent for a moment. Then, he said, "Tochen... I've only been there once, but if memory serves correctly, the locals aren't fond of strangers. Nevertheless, we might have to restock our supplies there."

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"Oh, but it would be much too easy to just stroll into town. At this time of the year, the bear tribe of barbarians have the control over the desert we must cross to get there" he sighed and nodded at Jen as a specific hello. He turned away and looked at Bearog. "Now, if Bearog still has anykind of a relationship with his old tribe, this should be easy"

"Only that I don't. I made the mistake of turning against our leader and after that I don't really want to be in contact with them..." Bearog said and sighed

"Allright... So we will need to sneak either around or straight throught" he said and shook his head.

"Maybe the assassin twins might be of any help on that part" he said and grinned

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