The Lonely Elf

[Mannath]

it was raining. for a day. the tavern named "spying pig" was still opened. someone opened the door and stepped in. someone sat on a chair in the deepest corner of the tavern. it was Tylien. she was wet and she had two big scratches on her face. "I hope the guards won't find me from here... or else I'm in a lot of trouble..." she thought. someone stepped in - the guards. "funny, I've never been lucky since the war time. Dammit!"

[Alatriel]

There was a woman sitting at the bar peering over her shoulder at the bosmer, soaking wet. The guards surrinded the table she was at. "You are under arrest miss," said one of them, and he fell to the table and rolled off hitting the ground. Silence was in the room.
The dunmer from the bar dropped from the ceiling. She pulled the dagger from the guard lieing dead on the floor. The men put their swords at her neck. "Ma'am, put that down and come with us, or we will be forced to kill you," said one of them, he sounded rather frightened.
She remaned still. They flew across the room hitting the walls. The shock from hitting the walls killed them. "Hello there, my name is Llen. May I ask your's?"

[Mannath]

Tylien looked at the woman. "Yes," she said. Usually she didn't introducte herself to strangers, but to someone who have just saved her life... "Of course. I'm Tylien, but friends are calling me Ty. You may do it as well." Tylien took of her cape. "And may I ask your closer information?"

[Alatriel]

"Not right now. Most likely when the bartender ran out he probly went to notify the other guards," she said looking at the door. "Shall we go?"

[Mannath]

"Ahh! yes, of course, before he comes back with a hord of guards with him," she said. As they stepped out, Tylien looked around carefully but saw nothing. "Wait," she whispered to Llen. "It's a trap..." Someone coughed in the bushes. "There," whispered Tylien and sneaked closer to the coughing bush. Suddenly two guards jumped out from the bushes and arrested her. "If you don't want your friend to die, better come with us," one of the guards said to Llen.

[Alatriel]

Llen stood there, just staring at her. She began to move rather quickly, speeding up, she was almost not vissible. The two guards were suddenly on the growund. She quickly ran over to Tylien grabbing her hand and rocketing off into the sky.
After a while Llen started appraoching the ground and hit the ground, passing out.

[Mannath]

"Thank you," said Tylien. "These guards are searching for me all the time. I belong to one Thieves Guild, you know, and I've done some things wrong... against the law... I'm a beginner thief... " Ty coughed. "Ahh, yes, I mustn't talk about that, though. So, can you send us out of the city? I think this would be more..." she said and they could see guards running out from every corner (almost). "...safe?" Tylien looked at Llen.

[Alatriel]

We weren't in the city, Llen flew out. And, btw, she passed out(you try moving faster then light and then rocketing off into the sky and stand straight away)

Llen was very tired and could barely move. "I'll be ok in a minute. I haven't been able to use that much power and stand for a couple of minutes ever since the d**n Nerevarine destroyed the heart." She held her side. "Iye! Cramp."

[Aramil Nialo]

THere was a laugh from a nearby tree. "Steady there little one." it cackled. "You might hurt yourself." Again a laugh resounded, and there was a rustling of the bushes and tree tops as the voice jumped from place to place.

[Alatriel]

She stood and began to wither away. Llen was no longer the form she was a couple of minutes ago, but she was no longer there at all.
"Hello?" she said to the bush that the (man or woman?) was in. "You are well aware, I could beat you with my hands behind my back?"

[Aramil Nialo]

ooc: You could call it a guy.....

"Could you now?" it said gleefully. "THat would be something to see." It bounced around more, and small knives began flying out, forming a perfect circle around Tylien. There was a small click, and the voice appeared out from behind a tree. It was a Bosmer, tall for his species yet short. A longbow was strapped to his back along with a quiver of many arrows. He had two bandoliers forming an X on his chest, both holding many little throwing knives. He didn't hold any other weapon visible, but magic practicly radiated off him.

[Alatriel]

Llen telekentically blasted the knives around Tyriel away. Then directed it towards him knocking the throwing knives he carried to the ground, quite a distance from him.
"What do you want?" Llen snarled placing her sword to his throat. "Hmmm?"

[Aramil Nialo]

He smiled up at her, calm as if this was completely normal. "This elf here..Tyriel was it? She seemed lonely and friendless, being chased by those guards. I was going to offer my help, but then you showed up. You interest me quite alot Llen..."

[Shadow]

"You speak quite a lot, don't you?"
The voice was calm and steady, kind of melodic at times.
It seemed as the leaves and branches had come to life when the stranger moved. In a second he became visible to the others.
He was an Argonian, with large colorful ears and dark, extraordinarly deep eyes. He wore a long green cloak wich had a hole in it for his long tail. His hands were crossed on his chest, but no weapon was visible. A large leather bag hung from the belt.
Noticing the look in Llen's eyes, he said: "Don't worry, I mean you no harm. My name is Fast-As-Wind and I mean only to help you. I saw a couple of guards nearby and according to what happened in town I suppose they're looking for you."