Time to Think

[envelon]

((This takes place the day BEFORE the Wolf Attack))

Envelon had found this lake and was very appreciative of how cold the water was. She had a blister on her right foot and the water helped with the annoyance. She had been barefoot for a long time now, losing her sandles in the wastelands a while back. Her clothing was rags, barely covering her body. As a matter of fact, if she tore a small band of cloth on her left side then the entire upper part of her garb would fall off. She didn't mind though, as she'd fought naked multiple times. She rubbed her ears, wondering why she got pointed ears but her brother had the rounded ones of a dwarf. It'd been many years since she had seen him, ever since he ran away. Envelon shook those thoughts out of her head and focused on relaxing.

She laid back against the cool ground with her arms behind her head. Her well muscled body stretched instinctively, and she sighed with content as she finally got the opportunity to relax. Her tomahawk, sword, and spear lay next to her within arms reach should she need to act quickly, but that was unlikely. It seemed like this was a relatively peaceful neighborhood, and she decided she'd camp here for awhile. Maybe even work at the forge in the nearby city for some extra money to get some decent clothing. She yawned and stared at the clouds as they went by overhead. Good day so far.

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Delliks walked around the lake, he had just recently arrived in Avaleur. He had had enough time to camp around an enjoy the wilderness. The weather was getting colder, winter was approaching but his heavy coat would suffice.

The man walked on the side of the lake, he was able to see a woman laying in the beach. He smiled picking up a small smooth rock. She was far and he would need to beat his personal best rock skipping by a good ten. His best was 26, but he needed much more. He let it ripped at watches it skip across the water. It was not his best, nor his worst but regardless it was too short if a throw. It fell a few yards off the shore that the woman was laying on. Delliks chuckled, he wondered if se had heard it or if it was too far away. He would find out he supposed as he continued to walk around the shoreline getting ever closer to the girl.

[envelon]

Envelon had been enjoying herself, even having her eyes closed. That rock annoyed her as it went bouncing. She didn't care who threw it but whoever did was walking around to her location.

"Well son of a bitch..." She whispered quietly to herself. She really didn't feel like fighting right now, but from the looks of the sword this guy was carrying it may be in her best interests to fight. She carefully slid her hand over and laid two fingers on her tomahawk. Other than that, she pretended not to notice anything strange and kept laying there.

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As soon as Delliks got close enough to get a good look at her he stopped dead in his tracks. He had a worried look on his face, he hadn't seen her move at all, which yes she would be napping or something of the like, but with weapons laying around and her being so quite he just was very worried. Was she dead, "....M'Lady?" he asked praying he had not just walked up on a dead body. And now he was also looking around worried, if she was dead, were the ones responsible around?

[envelon]

Envelon opened her eyes slowly, then gripped the tomahawk and pushed herself to her feet. She did a spin and stopped in a perfect throwing position. This man was dead since he was dumb enough to get within her range.

"What do you want? Speak carefully, or you may not be speaking ever again." She warned.

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Delliks smiled and chuckled, he was just relieved she wasn't dead, "Thank goodness, I had thought you dead for a moment." He sighed relieved. The tomahawk he was not scared of, he had dealt multiple times with those. Several occasion with them nearly took his head off, but when that happens you learn quick. "Please, put your weapon down, a good choice of one by the way, but come now you wouldn't hurt someone who cannot even draw his blade now would you?"

[envelon]

Envelon snickered. "Fine, then draw your blade for me against me. I love a good fight. Or, I'll draw it for you and just throw it at you." She said. She kept the tomahawk up and squatted down to pick up her sword. "Or use this. Or explain what you want like I asked originally."

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Delliks smirked, "It does not quite work like that my dear. I only hoped for the pleasure of your company, perhaps even make a new friend in a new land." At this point he decided to raise his arms slightly, "I do not mean you any harm. And besides, I would not take up arms to skirmish with you. Wouldn't seem right to beat up on a small girl."

[envelon]

At this Envelon gaped at the man. Beat her up? As if. She lowered her weapons slightly.

"I'll have you know that where I'm from I'm known as the 'Shadow of Death'. Should we ever fight, don't underestimate me and you may keep all of your limbs. Why have you come to this particular stand of land? Why not just try and get back with the elves, as you are part elvish correct?" She asked, knowing right off the bat that he was. Killing many of their kind helped that as well.

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Delliks smiled politely, "No M'Lady, I am not elvish. And I must ask, were you called that because you followed Death around so close that you were considered their shadow?" he of course was joking. Once he finished chuckling a bit, he answered her question. "I came to these lands because they are the lands of my ancestors."

[envelon]

((lol, whoops. Thought it said Elvish, not else, on your character sheet. My bad.))

Envelon smiled at this. "Well then you are a strange one. You're not quite half something, and I was mistaken. Don't think it will happen again." She carefully lowered her weapons to her sides, keeping her focus on the man at all times. "And to answer your question, I am called that simply because I killed over one-hundred men and women trained to kill in a few short days. Who were your ancestors again?" She asked.

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Delliks raised an eyebrow, he certainly hoped this girl was not some ruthless and infamously cruel bandit. "I do hope there was more than just your want to kill behind all of those. My heritage is humans, and something on my grandmother's side. She always said it was human, but I think she was hiding a few if the details." he chuckled this girl sure didn't like to be wrong, she seemed tense, she needed to relax. "My name is Delliks by the way, may I ask for tr pleasure of knowng yours. The real one that is,"

[envelon]

"Being forced to kill is never fun, but it's better than dying." She stated simply. That's all she was saying on that particular topic. "And yes, I'd say she was hiding something unless I'm blind now. Call me Envelon."

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Forced to kill, sounded like a gladiator or perhaps a very convincing family member. "So in a way you were the shadow of someone 'bigger' whoever commanded the order to kill, that was death and you their shadow. Still, sounds like a gruesome place to be, this person's shadow." Delliks chuckled, "No you are not blind, but I am not elvish, I spent a pretty hefty sum to find that out. Envelon, a gorgeous name M'Lady."

[envelon]

Envelon raised her brow and gave a wry smile. "Yes, let's go with that." She said. "Tell me, why don't you draw your sword, even for a spar? Seems like a great way to get out of practice."

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Delliks smiled wearily as he remembered a dark secret. "I refuse to draw my sword for any purpose directed or meant for myself, practice comes while aiding others or using a stick." he chuckled, "Of course you need to continue to get new ones as they break quite frequently."

[envelon]

Envelon furrowed her brow. "And what if somebody handed you a sword? Couldn't you just keep it unsheathed and practice like that? After all, no stick weighs like a sword or acts like a sword." She said, curious as to why this man was stupid enough to let himself get out of practice like that.

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"Even a sheathed blade can be a dangerous weapon, now you could argue that so could a stick but please, you must have a lot of desire, you must really want to turn it into a weapon. As for weight and te such, I work on form at technique, weight and shape matter little when it comes to that." he smiled, "Here is a question, why would I even care so much on slowly being out of lracrice when I don't want to use my blade anyhow?" he chuckles a bit. Envelon was very clearly a fighter, Delliks would much rather see a day without weapons, without fighting.

[envelon]

"Even if you work on form, the added weight from a sword coupled with the odd shape of any stick makes it more difficult to practice and use those same skills with an actual blade. Now, should you use a training sword made of wood that would be different. But to answer your question, you should always be in practice if you carry a blade, lest that blade be the end of your life."

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Delliks smiled, "Well then I accept my fate, no one can live forever eh?"