Lonely Forest (elf/spirit/human RP) *R.I.P.*

[Rayen]

Elanor's eyes opened wide, feeling something strange going on with Ragne. 'What's happening?'

[softballsava]

Ragnes dark blue eyes turned even more piercinly. His face didn't have the same thin effect Master's did but he could tell some things had changed. His canine teeth grew longer and sharper, mad now for sucking the blood of others. Ragne was the only one in the brotherhood who on his own couldn't live forever, so he had to be turned. He stared at Elanor helplessly as his bloodtype changed and the knot in his stomach felt tighter and more constricting. He tried to plead for her to leave, he didn't want to hurt her.

[Rayen]

'Ragne?' Elanor couldn't understand what was going on. Then she realized. The assassin's change. She felt helpless. Her soul was torn on two again. Elanor loved her life, but she loved Ragne even more. Suddenly a voice sounded on her head: 'Run stupid elf!' So did Elanor, trying to reach the stables.

[softballsava]

Ragne finally changed completely as he fell to the ground hopeless and thirsty. Oh so thirsty. He smelt the air picking up Elanors scent, but something in his mind said no, so instead he charged a deer stealthily taking it down, and filling his thirst. "Elanor." he called softly, still hungry but not enough to hurt her.

[Rayen]

Elanor had to decide.
She turned around, facing Ragne, scared. 'Is... is it safe?'

[cazio]

Sleep never came, as Enzio sat elbows on his knees. The remains of his fire flickered out and the smoke was being choked from the air. Ezio looked upward again, and was almost surprised he hadn't been sent another greeting. He threw dirt onto the fire, and packed the venison jerky into his leather sheath used for throwing knives. He'd have to pick-pocket some later. Rojan neighed in anticipation and Ezio leapt into the saddle.

They galloped along the rocky dirt trail, Rojan in high spirits. Ezio watched the upcoming ground and before long, he turned Rojan right. They sped down a hillside and Ezio shifted his weight backwards and Rojan reared to a halt. A stable with a few horses was next to them and Ezio noticed Rojan's extensive sweating. Not wanting to deal with a tired horse, Ezio slid off, and walked into the stable. He motioned forward with his right two fingers and Rojan walked in, parking himself near the window. As an assassin's horse, he never had his saddle taken off in a forgein city and he was used to a lonely life. His only trusted partners were from the Creed so the poor horse couldn't stand when Ezio left him. Ezio smilied at his mount and leaned his back against the stable wall, holding out a few pieces of apple peel. Ezio looked up to see a female figure bolting towards them, but she stopped suddenly,turning round. His hand slid from Rojan's muzzle and Ezio slid into the surrounding forest. Leaping into the branches he flew from tree to tree. Past the girl and past her target. He slid down a few branches until he hid the ground. He sat down under the tree, taking a bite form his apple.
" . . . .it safe?"
He continued eating, his eyes into the forest ahead.

[softballsava]

Ragne smelled this intruder and hissed making a noise he had never heard before. He closed his mouth looking at Elanor, "Yes, I'm fine, I promise." he said to her motioning her over to him before looking at the intruder. "State your name." he said coldly.

[cazio]

Ezio didn't reply, he just looked into the sky aways from them chewing on his apple thoughtfully. "Never make assumptions, you may give yourself away!" Master had told him sternly. His white hooded clock wblew in the wind and Ezio could only think of his homeland, sweeping hillsides overlooked by the Castle. He flipped his apple into the air then caught it again.

[softballsava]

Ragne hissed his new fangs growing longer, "I'm quite thirsty." he growled at the intruder, "If you leave my land, then we won't have a problem." he grolwed deeply waiting for Elanor to walk over towards him so he could keep her protected.

[cazio]

From under the shadow of his hood Ezio sized up his opponent. Pure vampire? Or turned assassin? He picked through the choices. He had a female at his side, but that meant nothing. He'd known many assassins who used women for their own devices. Ezio considered his words, but continued at his apple, eyes flicking away once more.
"But not thirsty enough." He murmured, just loud enough to hear. He felt the beginnings of a new assignment stir inside him, but Altiar had warned him about making his own decisions for the Creed. Besides he hasn't proved he's a heartless killer, if he is an assassin he would not kill an innocent. Codes vary in the world of assassins and this creature was not part of his, he knew this for a fact. No assassin kills an innocent man, but Ezio felt the sticky shadow of greed in the air.