Old Age Magic V2. ((Accepting))

[AnnaCat17]

Nyx- i lead varias over to a large stable where many horses were all diffrent breeds, sizes and colors. I walk over to a large black one and pet it, "This is my horse shadow." i say smileing at the horse.

[SabrinaB]

Varias looked at is and stroke his neck. "Fine horse. Looks strong."

[~TheHuntress~]

Peitha nodded at skull to saying no and looked artemis. "I need no revenge nor do you know what you're talking about."

[Ser Doodah the Lewd]

((who is 'the girl'?))

((Opal))

(( MEANWHILE, SOMEWHERE IN THE ELVEN FORESTS..))

The moonlight intensifies as Xai-jin leaves the cover of the canopy trees, and finds himself at the base of the cliff. Xai-jin lets out minor snarl of dismay, balling his fist and slamming it into the trunk of the nearby tree, leaving a fist-shaped crater where his fist impacted on the tree, the crater being a few inches deep into the still-thick tree trunk.

The Pandaren sighs, looking up into the midnight sky, and more intensly, the moon. It was a harvest moon, an omen of a great year for crops in his native lands.

Xai-jin murmurs a small prayer, a barely audible, decipherable prayer, asking the spirits to keep watch over his kin and home, in his own absence, and to aid fortune to smile upon their welfare.

The faintest of sounds had caught the Pandaren's ever-vigilant ears. The small shnikit! of a blade becoming unsheathed.

The Wolf-man almost caught Xai-jin by surprise, as he arced for a horizontal slash into the Pandaren's torso, from behind.

Almost.

Xai-jin ducked, the back of his tunic becoming scathed, a minor rip in the thread shows how narrow the Pandaren's dodge was.

Xai-jin instinctively twisted around on the ball of his left foot, he spun clockwise, and unsheathed his sword. Ramming the hilt of the blade into the abdomen of the wolf-man. Who flinched and whimpered, hunching over from the blow dealt into his solar plexus, blood minorly oozing out from his maw, from the direct shock of the blow.

Xai-jin didn't waste time, he continued his assault as he sprung himself into the air on one foot, just high enough to reach the seven-foot-two wolf-man's face as he pushed his left hand forward, open-palm striking the beast's snout, the sound of a sickening snap is heard, and a whimpering snarl follows it as the Wolf-man is knocked back into the trunk of tree.

The beast was out cold, either by his head impacting the hard trunk of the tree, or the initial strike to the snout. His lights are out, and going to be for quite some time.

The Pandaren took the initial step back from the wolf-man, but before he could react, another ambushed him, blind-siding him from the torso. The second wolf-man dug his claws into the Pandaren's broadened body. Xai-jin snarls as he is thrown off balanced, and finally toppled over the ledge of the cliff.

The wolf howled in dismay at the feeling of..well..Falling. Xai-jin snarled, grasping the second wolf-man, digging his own sharp claws into the less-resilient wolf-man's fur and skin. The small tidbits of blood pouring, wavering with the tendrils of fur as the two are still in free-fall.

Xai-jin mustered what strength he had, flipping, or what would-be flipping, the Wolf-man over. Grabbing both of the wolf-man's arms, and pulling them far behind the Wolf-man's own back, as to avoid further resisstance as he braces himself for the sullen impact.

The impact came with a thud, the two landing directly on sharp stones and peddling rocks, the would-be wolf-man used as a breaker of Xai-jin's fall, is more or less killed upon impact. Xai-jin himself also sporting two broken ribs, and a sprained wrist from the impact itself. Landing stiffly on the ledge of the rocky underside of the cliff, Xai-jin was hurled a foot into the air as landed chest-first into the hard-packed ground. Rolling down the slope, his arms crunched forward and rolled into the ball, the Pandaren tried to mitigate as much of the damage as possible. Before finally landing in the pile of grass and leaves.

Where he laid, oblivious to the world as he tried to take in what the hell just happened. Moments had passed, as he laid there, his mind staring off into space. Suddenly, his eyes focus on the object that's flying far above him, and with instinct, he threw his head forward, the object landing with a hard 'k-thunk!' into the soft soil mere inches behind him.

It was his sword! No wonder his sheathe felt empty when he landed..

The Pandaren grinned, reaching for his blade and inspecting it. No severe dents or scratches, good. Xai-jin then would rub the blade off on the underside of the tail on his tunic, where any stain of dirt or blood would be unnoticeable from the initial fabric of the tunic.

The Pandaren uses the blade to help stand himself up, his entire body sore, especially his ribs and wrist, from that endeavor. Once he got on his feet, he sheathed his blade. He looked about him, the forest before him even more lustrous than before, with an odd feeling of peace and serenity that seemed to touch his very soul..

He was in..The Forest of Life.

(( Needed to get that outta my system. Lol.))

[SabrinaB]

Skull walked outside.

((omg you write a lot xD))

[AnnaCat17]

Nyx- "ya but he was really sick when he was young, but hes gret right now. But ya other then him you have your pick of horse." i say motioning to the others, 'There names and if they have a specific oner are on the doors." i say opening Shadows door and takeing him into the stable hallway as i put a saddle on him.

[dogs]

"Cerveis. I think I have the perfect thing."

[SabrinaB]

Varias walked to a dark brown horse and pedded it. The horse raised his head. "Easy, Dasil. Lot of temper?" He puts the saddle on his back. "I will let you tretch your legs."

[~TheHuntress~]

"I do not want to seek revenge on anyone," Peitha shook her head at him, " And hoe do you know all this, i dont appreciate spys,"

[Ser Doodah the Lewd]

(( So the the castle of..Good, is near the Forests of life? Or..? xD))