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Jack Kelly

Jack walked along the path towards Umbra, makeing the few gold coins he had on him jingle in his robe's pocket. For once his travels were not of malice or cruel intent, he walked to buy a small girl a kitten. Jack pondered as he walked, wondering what people would think of they knew why he strolled into the city of the dead. As the dim light of Umbra came into view Jack stopped abruptly, feeling his body become chilling cold, yet burning hot at the same time. He threw his hand up against the full moon. He frowned greatly, seeing the outline of a boney hand on the end of his shrouds arms.

"The downsides of being dead..." he muttered into the dark.

Unbeknownst to Jack, a large figure stalked a few hundred yards behind him, a large mother wolf stalking the night for her prey. With a few deep breaths the beast sped up to follow a strange scent that seemed to appear out of nowhere and seemed to dissapear just as quickly, like whatever creature walked on the old hinds trail had suddenly ceased to exist. The great hunter pondered a moment, then ventured onwards.

crunch, a limb broke, Jack whirled around to see a huge wolf stalking him, it's head down trying to find him.
"How the hell can it smell me?!" his mind screamed at his body and he sped into motion, managing to make it into a great tree, he perched over the path waiting for the hulking wolf to come into his view. A few moments passed and the moon cast light through the trees just in time for Jack to launch a shuriken right in the middle of the wolf's shoulder blades. Spinning it's hulking mass it looked at Jack, it's back legs pushing against the ground Jack lept back right as the wolf's jaws crushed the sizeable limb he was on.

Jack landed gracefully, thud. It landed, THUD, small splinters of wood tapped around it, the mother and Jack stared at each other with locked eyes for a moment, blood trickling down the wolf's back slowly."You're no wolf" Jack said slowly, drawing a much more brilliant shuriken from his belt. The beasts superior senses allowed it to figure out what it was. It smelled like garlic and wolfsbane, it had blessed and arcane marks all about it, it looked silver, and knowing the wielder, it was most certainly poison. The borrower readied upsidedown in his off hand, the special shuriken held against his left shoulder ready to launch, Jack was ready to inflict some pain.

Before Jack's heart could beat the beast was on top of him, slamming it's shoulder into his stomache, he staggered back abit and things seemed to slow for a moment, as quick as the wolf was on top of him it was facing away. Sitting in mid air Jack had one thought,"This is gonna hurt." With as much force as it took to lift the great beast to Jack's now shreaded perch it slammed it's massive back paws into Kelly's chest, throwing him back to a turn in the pass.The tree splintered and crackled with pain around Jack, he fell forward and sat bowed to the greater hunter, tasteing blood in his mouth he muttered,"Great time to be human..."

Just as his sentence ended a front paw smacked Jack in the face hard, spinning him in the air, leaving him sprawled out on the groud. The beast jumped settling it's claws into Jack's shoulders, then throwing him into yet another tree, in just a few short moments the mother had inflicted more pain in Jack than one thousand beatings.A surge of adrenaline brought Jack to his feet suprisingly fast, he stood ready with the feared Misrecord, hesitating the wolf resorted to it's most gruesome means of killing, bearing rows of razor sharp teeth it aimed for Jacks neck.Knowing he couldn't avoid the beast entirely he moved quickly as the beast did, hoping for the best.

Barely escapeing the beast's mouth clamped down on his shroud,it's great maw smashing into his shoulder,wet snaps and cracks filled Jack's ears.. Jack tried to swing the Misrecord into the hunters neck, but a great paw slapped it away. With his left hand he retrieved the second of his beloved shuriken, barely slicing the mother's shoulder, a great yelp as she felt the sting of all that opposed her kind, not enough to kill but it hurt her. Releasing Jack after throwing him across the path by the shoulder it sped away, not knowing what exactly had happened, only knowing whatever had just happened hurt.

Jack passed out, after waking up he grabbed his things and sped to Malas. Feeling the cold air on his wounds he burst into his old freind's house. "JACK?!What happened to you?!" a darkly clad figure yelled. Barely able to talk he half yelled half screamed to his comrade

"HURT,Won't stop bleeding, we need to seal it fast!!!" Sliding everything off of a close table the darkly clad man helped Jack up, grabbing a peice of metal he always kept near his fireplace, for just this occasion, he places a small peice of wood in Jack's mouth. "This is gonna hurt...alot...so...don't swallow your tounge." Slamming the hot metal into the open wound Jack screamed in agony, audible all throughout Malas.
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Dae · Adventurer Joined: 15 Jan 2007 Posts: 38

She ran as fast as she could. Her back hurt minimally, and she could feel it starting to heal itself. Her shoulder burned and she began to slow her pace. Finally she could bare the pain no longer and stopped in a clearing.

Closing her eyes and shaking her hair out, she transformed to her human self. She looked down to her shoulder. Her sleeve had been sliced and blood could be seen seeping into the leather. She ripped the sleeve off her arm to have a better look. The wound appeared to have a swollen infectious look to it. The blood trickled out of her shoulder as she watched it in surprise.

Never in her hunts or fights had she been harmed like this.

She slumped against the trunk of a tree at the edge of the clearing and fought to supress the burning sensation in the back of her throat. Sinking down to a sitting position, she rifled through her pack with her left hand for a bandage. She could feel a sweat breaking out on her forehead.

Had he hit her with that dagger? She had recognized the look of it and it had angered her. She had once found one and used caution in securing it, bringing it home and keeping it locked where no one could get it. Made of silver. His dagger resembled the one she had. She tried to replay what happened over in her mind again. He couldn't have hit her with she recalled swatting at his arm when she saw the dagger. Then what was it?

Biting her lower lip she began to apply the bandage to her arm...blood soaking it as soon as it came in contact with the wound.

She had to get home to Zeth. Her thoughts immediately went to how he would react. She quickly thought...did she bite him? She let her tongue run across her teeth. She did not have the lovely flavor of blood in her mouth. Still he would be enraged once he saw her arm. Yet she needed him...needed his help to tend her wound and determine what she had been cut with.

Taking a deep breath she got to her feet and headed east towards home.

Standing in front of the wolf's den she looked up at the windows and could see a light coming from the main room. She entered quietly and climbed the stairs slowly. She peered in the room to see Zeth in his chair writing something in a book. He looked up as she stepped out of the shadows.

Her body felt cold. "Zeth..." she said softly before succumbing to the somber embrace of the mixture of foreign agents coursing through her blood.
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Zeth MelGair · Journeyman Joined: 26 Feb 2007 Posts: 164

Zeth was busy writing down things that had flooded his thoughts lately. He paid little attention to the front door as it close down stairs, half listening he heard the footsteps of some one coming up the step.
The scent of Dae reached his nose, a smile crossed his face. Then It hit his nose Dae's scent was mixed with something else, Blood and something Zeth did not reconize.
Before Zeths mind had time to proccess the smell he heard Dae in a faint voice call for him, "Zeth....."
Zeth looked up just in time to watch his mate crumple to the floor. Throwing his book across the room He sprang to his feet and in one step was at her side. He rolled her over onto her back and looked into her face.
She was very pale. She had no color, Zeth pulled back her eye lids and looked into her eyes. Those eyes that normally are full of life and mischief, were now vacant and glassed over.
Zeth began searching her for her wounds, the cut on her arm was nasty and had the marking of being poisoned. Zeth Quickly and with out even thinking of where they were began to remove Dae's armour and her clothing right there in the middle of the living room. He search her from head to toe for other wounds. The wounds on her back had already started to heal. The one on her shoulder however was still bleeding freely. Zeth Grabbed bandages from his pack and placed them over the wound. He picked up Dae in his arms and carried her upstairs. He tended her wound as best he could, giving her several drinks of different potions to help speed up the healing proccess. As he worked to clean the wound familar scents kept coming to his nose. Not sure where they were coming from Zeth put his face almost agains her shoulder. He inhaled deeply, a strong smell of wolfsbane, garlic came rushing into his nostils. Zeth backed away quickly and sneezed. As he stood there and stared at Daes wound his mind wanderd back to toy. The cut across her throat also had some of these same charatricts. Zeths mind Raced, Some one was useing Silver weapons dipped in things that are know to be harmful to Lycan.
"Some one is hunting Lycan in Umbra"
Zeth checked Dae's pulse in the side of her neck it was slowly getting stronger. The color was slowly coming back but her eyes remained vacant.
He paced the room at the foot of her bed trying to deciede what needed to be done frist. He leaned down kissed Dae on the lips then placed his mouth too her ear. "I will take care of this I promise"
Zeth stormed out of the room He kicked open the door to Ethan's room.
"Get dress your mother needs a blood letter Now" He Marched down the hall and kicked open the door to Lowells room.
"Get up and go next door and Get the Matriarch, Tell Her that Your mother was attacked and needs her."
Zeth swung open the door to Zari's room. "Get up and go stay with your mother until the Matriarch and a bloodletter gets here."
Zeth did not wait to see if his children even moved, he flew down the stairs and into the living room, He grabbed Dae's armor and picked it up holding it close to his nose he breathed in Deeply. The scent was that of a human male, it reeked of stale ale and of smoke. but Zeth had the scent frimly in his head now.
Talking into the empty room, His rage final released.
"You hunt Lycan, Now you will know what it is to have Lycan hunt you."
Zeth slammed open the front door of the wolf's den He turned his face up to the nights sky. The howl that came from deep with in, was a blood curling howl that could be heard thru out all of Umbra and the surrounding land. It was a howl filled with rage, and warning.
Zeth stood on his steps and transformed himself into his wolf form. He Set off into the Night with one thought on his mind. This man who attacked his family, would die a slow and painful death if it was the last thing he ever did.
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Dae · Adventurer Joined: 15 Jan 2007 Posts: 38

*crossposted for Lowell MelGair*

Hearing the impatience in his fathers voice he quickly got up throwing on anything he could find for clothing. Hearing his father leave the den he transformed. What happened that could have father so worried?
As he passed his mothers room he peers in quickly as he walks down the hall and saw his mother. Now knowing the urgency of his errand he ran as fast and powerful as he can down through his home to seek the Matriarch. As he comes upon the house of the woman in which he has irritated so much he lets out a long loud howl. He looks around careful to see if anyone is around. Seeing that no one is he transforms back to his human form and begins to pound on the door of the house directly in front of him....."MATRIARCH....MATRIARCH!!" he screams desperately trying to get her attention.
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Merci d'Rue · Babbling Loony Joined: 18 Jan 2006 Posts: 2810

Merci's eyes opened slowly her body tingling, her hand moved automatically to Kels empty spot. The first time the cold of it bothered her. Something was ringing in her ears, was it a howl? She rose from the bed wrapping her thin robe about her and heading to the window to stare out into the moonlit night.

She opened the window and the howl hit her full force, the wind rushing into the room bringing it around her. Immediately she began to transform her clothing falling away and her naked body turning into full wolven form. It had been so long, but the howl of anger and fury erupting from another of her kind had incited Merci's blood as it rushed pumping furiously thru her body.

She wasnt sure what had happened but she knew someone in the pack was hurt... her mind reeled was that Zeth's howl? She leapt from the second story window in full form the great white wolf landing with a thud on the ground, unharmed. Her fur shown like silver in the moonlight as she ran the short distance to the warmasters house. She passed young Lowell Melgair and new immediately something dire had occured to the Melgair family she didnt pause to speak to him she just flew past her legs carrying her on.

Someone, had been attacked and Zeth's cry was soon followed by the loud howl of anger coming from the Matriarchs throat. The night filled with the sound of howls as other wolves lifted their heads carrying on the news to Ceinwyn, joining in the cry.

She knew Myrddin would be awake when she reached him, she doubted he would be able to ignore such noise.
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Zari MelGair · Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 12:08 pm Post subject:

Zari looked up to her father in confusion, before leaving her room, wandering into her parents's bedroom, the color draining from her face when she saw her mother wounded, laying on the bed. She ran to the bathroom, grabbing a cloth and dousing it in water, before returning to the bedside. She frowned, looking down at her mother.

She had never seen her mother wounded before, and to be honest, it terrified her. She had always seen her mother as strong, invulnberable...But now...

She shook the thought away, folding the cloth gently, to dab her mothers forehead gently with it, her eyes wandering over the wound on her arm.

"Mother..." she said softly, biting her bottom lip a bit. "Whoever did this to you...better hope father finds them before I do..." she said, cringing a bit, moving a lock of her mothers hair out of her face.

The vacant look scared her. She didnt know if her mother could hear her, or even know if she was there. Zari shifted, resting the cloth on her mothers forehead a moment, before shifting to fluff the pillow to make her mother more comfortable.

She hummed a soft, soothing tune, as she waited for the Matriarch.
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Merci d'Rue · Babbling Loony Joined: 18 Jan 2006 Posts: 2810

Quickly transforming she ran up the steps to the war temple. Tripping on one of them she paused to send a wisp to young Lowell.

It said briefly:

I know, head home dont stay out alone and prepare for The Matriarchs arrival as well as the Warmaster.

Merci-
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Mairsil · Lore Master Joined: 02 Jan 2004 Posts: 1241

Myrddin stood atop the war temple, hunched forward and clutching his own right wrist tightly in his left hand. A low growl escaped him as an internal battled raged throughout his body, his face stern in concentration. Behind him stood his eldest son Tyranis, who slowly lowered his own blade in confusion, watching his father. If the war master had not been so focussed on keeping himself in check he might have noticed the peculiar ease with which Tyranis stood, but it was lost on him. Merci ran up the steps of his temple, and he found himself straightening slowly, his muscles twitching.

He waited impatiently, already determining waht she might tell him, and what action he might take.
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Zari MelGair · Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 1:24 pm Post subject:

Zari sighed, looking towards the door. Someone had to be coming...Someone, had to help her mother. She glanced down at
her mother as she lay nearly helpless. She didnt understand the nature of her wounds. What poision could possibly do this?
She looked over the wound, carefully, not touching it.

From what it had done to her mother, she was not totally sure if it would harm her as well,
and her instincts told her to stay away from it.

"Fight it, Mother..." she whispered softly. "You can..."
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Merci d'Rue · Babbling Loony Joined: 18 Jan 2006 Posts: 2810

She thought Tyranis would pass out as he turned staring at the completely naked Merci. She was panting not as a human does but a wolf who has used great energies.

Myrddin could tell she was wildly out of control not as adept at controlling these things. She was a young Lycan. With a growl he pulled off his robe tossing it at her.

Merci cover yourself! She was mortified but there was no time for this, one of the downsides to transforming.

His son stared still at her his eyes wide. Dragging the robe over her body she said slightly out of breath now:

Myrddin, a melgairs been attacked, I think its Dae, Zeths howl was in a rage. I am heading to their house. Either come with me or find Zeth before he gets himself hurt as well. I am not sure what I am going to find.

She turned preparing to go STOP, he roared at her and walked up grabbing her arm. Get in control of yourself, put on your armour and be wary Matriarch, your not immortal remember that.

She paused, she was being reckless, so with haste she ran home dawned her armour and headed to the Melgair home.
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Dae · Adventurer Joined: 15 Jan 2007 Posts: 38

...Her mind roamed. She had smelled something, not sure what it was....then it was gone...faded into the night air. She continued searching, she was hungry and needed to feed. Her body tensed sensing something was not right. Keeping her head low she continued...sniffing at the ground for a scent. She felt the pain in her back and spun around. Her eyes searching the dark...then she spotted the figure. Perched on a limb. She pushed with her hind legs trying to reach him. Her jaws closed on the branch sending it to the ground in splinters. The figure landed on the ground in front of her and her eyes bore into his. He was no man she had recognized, nor did she understand why he wished to harm her. She caught an odor and it made her nose tingle. She knew it was not something good. She leapt at him again thrusting her shoulder into his stomach. He meant to harm her...she would kill him...

Dae lay motionless as the poisons fought against the cures Zeth had given her. Oblivious to the presence of her daughter.
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Zeth MelGair · Journeyman Joined: 26 Feb 2007 Posts: 164

Zeth ran with his nose to the ground he was following Dae's trail. The Cries of the other wolves in Umbra didnt even slow him down. Some where in the back of his mind he was glad that someone would soon be with dae. But in the front of his mind was one thing kill kill kill. He reached the spot where Dae's attack had taken place. He walked around the area with his nose to the ground searching for the scent that he had gotten off of Dae's armour.
Zeth found the scent and the blood that was left behind by its owner. And off he set running as fast as he could with his nose to the ground, every now and then he would spot a couple drops of blood. Dae had atleast wounded Her attacker.
Zeths Mind raced with the thoughts of how he was going to kill this person slowly and in the most painful way he could. He ran on tracking his Mate's attacker
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Ceinwyn ab'Arawn · Transcendent Spammer Joined: 13 Dec 2004 Posts: 5017

From the shadows behind the boy, she appeared.

"What has happened, MelGair?"

The child is practically glowing with the strength of his emotion. Fear. Knowing that people tend to babble when frantic, she places a hand on the boy's head and closes her eyes. So much faster to read an active thought than to hear someone speak it, and then she knew the cause of the trouble.

Dae had been attacked. The boy's mind screamed the feeling of urgency, possibly his mother might die, she was grievously wounded.

Livid with rage, Ceinwyn almost flew to the wolf's den, leaving a thick, unusually early coat of ice in her wake.

Lowell M · Visitor Joined: 14 Aug 2007 Posts: 1

Hearing Ceinwyns words and sensing her anger he began to turn into his wolf form. His bones crackling and grinding to form his animal body. His eyes glowing a bright red like a blazing fire set across vast plains. Father better hope he finds this man before i do......HE WILL DIE BY MY PAW he thinks to himself clearly showing signs of rage. "Matriarch.....you must help mother....please hurry." Desperation in his voice. He howls into the darkness replying to the howls in the abyss.

Zari MelGair · Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 6:39 pm Post subject:

Zari looked to her mother again, frowning. She stood, walking to the window. She had been hearing the howls the entire evening.. She heard Lowell, and she let out a long, desprate howl as a reply.

She sniffed the air, hoping to catch the Matriarch's scent as she stood there. She caught the scent of Cienwyn, faint at first, but it was growing stronger.
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Zari Melgair: We are all alts of Merci