Lost

[Celeste]

Celeste thought for a moment "I think I saw a town a little north of here" Sge shifted her wieght, and looked to her hands "but I don't know how the people well react to me . . ."

[Emora Deen]

"If anyone bothers you, just make them with they hadn't," he advised, smirking behind the fabric covering his face Stephan thought for a moment. North was back tracking for him since he was heading south. Then, again, if it wasn't so far north he could wait the storm out there and then continue heading south. "How far north?" he asked.

[Celeste]

"i'd say a mile, flying . . .or about 2-3 miles walking" Celeste replied "oh, my name's Celeste"

[Emora Deen]

"Stephan," he replied after a moment. He then stood and looked down at her. "I don't fly," he told her. "But, you are more than welcome to."

[Celeste]

"I'm strong enough to carry you, that is if the winds aren't that bad" Celeste smiled as she stood, shaking out her wings. "you never know, you might like flying"

[Emora Deen]

Stephan looked at Celeste for a moment. “I’ll walk,” he replied, moving out of the make-shift shelter he had made and back into the brutal wind. He turned towards the north, a little apprehensive about back tracking. He glanced behind him once to see if she was following, or flying.

[Celeste]

Celeste followed at a distance, unsure. "um, I've never met anyone like you . . .what exactly are you?" she asked in a hushed whisper.

((Hi, you wanna hear about something I drew?))

[Emora Deen]

Stephan kept walking, though he had clearly heard her question. The wind billowed the fabric of his coat around him, and he had to put a hand on his hood to keep it from flying off his head. “You mean you haven’t seen eyes like mine?” he asked her curiously. She hadn’t seen his face. How did she know he wasn’t some hideous monster? “I am from the Ra’esh Desert, Arken. The people I come from call themselves Raiths, taking the name for its menacing nature, and to impose fear.”


OC: Sure

[Celeste]

"no, I haven't" Celeste replied, she glanced around a bit "and you don't scare me . . ."

[Emora Deen]

Stephan grinned. “Well, maybe you are too trusting, hmm?” he asked. He was used to people fearing him, not that it was something he was particularly proud of. But, still… It hurt his pride a little bit for some girl to tell him he wasn’t scary. “Not even the fact that I’m an Arken bothers you? Most Ighten people run screaming for the hills. Especially since we invaded your country not more than two months ago.” But, Stephan was not about war, especially the Witch Queen’s war. He had his own mission, his own course of life, his own destiny, and he’d be damned if some half-dressed woman told him what he would and would not do.

The beauty of being a Raith, her charms did not work on his kind. In fact, his kind were probably one of the few things she feared, and if the evil Queen of Arken feared him, why didn’t this girl?

[Celeste]

"it's my training . . ." Celeste trailed off, she stood still a moment, and shook her head and continued walking "besides I take no side in this Useless war . . ."

[Emora Deen]

OC: Sure, show me the picture you drew.

Stephan nodded. “Agreed,” he said as he looked a head down the path. “A mile or two you said?” he asked her to be sure. Really, it bothered him to backtrack. It bothered him even more to be cold.

[Celeste]

Celeste nodded "yep"

((well, I can't yet, cause I don't have a scanner >_< but here's the ideal, Celeste my bubbly half-elf-half-angel, yes that's what she truly is, coming up behind Soran, hugging him giving him a single red rose saying 'Happy Valentines day', Soran is super uncomfortable and tense))

[Emora Deen]

He kept walking through the snow for what felt like more than two miles to him, but then again he had been walking for a while. Finally, in the thick of snow he saw the glint of warm firelight, and could smell smoke. As he approached the exit of forest to the open grounds of the inn he noticed that it was on the outskirts of a town. He wondered idly how he had passed such a town. There weren’t any horses out front, and he supposed that they were in a stable somewhere.

When he opened the door the once bustling and loud common area quieted a little. He reached up to his head as he stepped inside a little more, and pushed back the hood of his coat, to reveal his vibrant red hair. He then reached up to his face and pulled down the cloth that had covered it to reveal his chiseled jaw and stern expression. It clearly read for no one to mess with him, but he hoped they’d listen to him. He glanced behind him, strands of red falling just in front of his eyes and he brushed them out of the way. “Coming in where its warm?” he asked her.


OC: cool!

[Celeste]

Celeste took a breath and followed Stephan, the firelight glinted of her armor dully, she wore a slightly stern, but mostly blank look on her face. she held her wings close to her back and looked around wearily.

((thanks ^^))