The Treasure Hidden in the Darkness

[Wayra Swiftdraw]

Wayra Swiftdraw settled down for one more night infront of the dark opening in the land. I'm going to do it... I'm going to find that treasure, maybe someone will talk if I show enough gold.. He thought this quietly to himself as he toasted bread over a small fire. He was determined to find his father, or something that will give him some peace. Wayra adjusted himself along the rocks, his current thoughts giving him discomfort. The visions of his past were back again. The fire blazing around, a charred ruin, walking through the snowbound forest. It came in diffrent flashes of memory, but he hated it. Hated to see the form of his dead mother in the snow. Hated to see there was no father figure around to help him... He shook himself, and took the burnt toast off the fire. He set a slice of cheese on it, and began to eat rather solemnly.

OOC: Rather big and... sort of storyline-ish for me. But I figured that would help rebuild the forum.

[Eclipse]

Eclipse's dark form moved through the abandoned mine quickly and stealthfully. He had been wandering around for hours and where he was going he didn't know even for himself. All he knew was that he was inside a mine, and he smelt burnt toast...and cheese. He turned round a corner and saw Wayra, nearly jumping back and drawing his rapiar and round sheild, but holding back and just staring at the form. "Hello there." He spoke in a slightly embarrased tone.

[LordStripetail]

A thin light appeared in the distance. It was the Seer Stripetail, wandering on business of his own, as usual. theses two were the first other travelers he had seen in a few days. they would have to do however, he was getting tired. "forgive me, my good gents , for crashing in" he said in a weary but powerful voice. Stripetail was very large squirell, of uncertain age. in his right paw he held a large oaken staff, in which was embedded a a large, circular, rose-colored crystal. his brown eyes twinkled in the light of the fire.

[Eclipse]

Eclipse jumped again as the seer approached. Well, this is the first time I've seen such a meeting.. He cleared his throat and began setting his items a little bit away from Wayra and the other squirrel, just to be safe that they weren't going to rob him, and set up a small camping area. "I am Tebran." he lied, and used a fake name, just for safety.

[LordStripetail]

My name is Stripetail" Stripetail said formally. "And as a friendly warning, don't try to lie to me. I know when I'm being lied to.." He said, a cool undertone in his voice. "I have no interest in whatever few personal items you may possess...so you can set your mind at ease oon that score."

[Eclipse]

"Stripetail, eh?" Eclipse raised an eyebrow in surprise at this beast. "what are you? Some kind of Pshycic?" He put his hands behind his head and leaned against a rock.

[LordStripetail]

I'm a Seer' Stripetail replied. "I can tell the pasts of creatures or see their futures, sometimes both." He reached sinside his rones and pulled out a flask "depending on the creature of course"

[Wayra Swiftdraw]

Wayra looked up, silently examing the both of them. "Well, hello, welcome to my little campsite here.. sorry it's a little unorginized, I didn't plan for company, nor to stay long." He said, taking another bite of his toast. "Somewhat strange new guests, what's your story for being here? I know you were already in there," He guestured to 'Tebran', "But why an old seer?"

[LordStripetail]

I am here on business of my own. I travel throughout the land, aiding the good and defying the wicked." stripetail replied. "I am not someone you want as a foe, let's put it that way." His eyes seemed to glow in the light, and he gave off the sense that he was serious. "It was happenstance that brought me here, I was tiring and your campsite looked like a good place to stop" Stripetail moved slightly, enough for wayra to see inside his robefor a brief moment. He wore a sword, with a rose-colored pommel in the hilt. It was difficult to see exactly in the dim light only the firelight reflecting off the pommel stone revealed that it was there at all.

[Eclipse]

Eclipse nodded. "My name is Eclipse." He told the truth, and then turned to Wayra. "I'm here on business as well." He didn't go into further description. He sighed though, he had come down here on business purposes, but it was because of his business he was down here.

[LordStripetail]

'what sort of business?" Stripetail inquired, sitting down by the fire..."If you don't want to say anything that's up to you.."

[Redstripe the Strong]

Redstripe cleaned the blood off his axe as he walked,"Stupid weasal, dumber then the dumbest toad. Offered em food, but naw, still gotta try ta kill me." He replaced the axe back on his back and readjusted his armor. He looked up and saw a campfire in the distance, he sniffed the air, too far away to pick up any scent. The large badger lumbered on, his old body keeping pace as if he was still a young beast. He saw three figures, and recongnized one."Is tha ole grey furball causing ye lads trouble with his magicy and what not talk?" Redstripe stepped into the light of the fire,"Got room for a weary old beast or do I have to find another fire around a...uhh...nice dark hole?"

[Wayra Swiftdraw]

"Noo, please, sit down. Seems my little campsite has picked up quite a few members." Wayra said, guesturing with a paw to the dirt around the fire. "Don't mind the dark hole, it's just a bit of scenary."

[LordStripetail]

Stripetail smiled as he beheld Redstripe. He had aged dramatically since he had last seen him. His fur was now nearly all white, and he moved stiffly in his seated position. Yet Stripetail could tell that whatever his outward appareance, Redstripe had not lost any of his abilities. True he relied more on cunning than brute strength now, but that was the nature of older warriors,. whatever loss of skill you may experience is more than made up for by the acquired knowledge of the seasons.

[Xendraw]

Xendraw was slowly making his way through the area when he spotted the campsite. The stoat was tan-furred with darker spot throughout his coat. He wore loose clothing and carried a medium sized sword at his side. His paw strayed to his sword hilt as he crept towards the campsite. Straightening upon seeing that the group were not vermin, he called out to them, "D'ye mind if a pore old beast joins this liddle gathering?" He held his paws away from his sword to show the beasts that he did not wish to harm them. "Name's Xendraw. Pleased to meet ye," he spoke in a friendly tone as not to alarm the group. He knew that he might not be very well-accepted, purely because he was a stoat. He once again mentally cursed being born to a vermin clan.