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The vast expanse of the temperate forest stretched endlessly under the pale dawn. Mighty trees, ancient in years, reached towards the sky, uppermost branches as if trying to grasp the heavens. So thick was their canopy that it shrouded the world below in darkness, as if the time of day lagged...

The Derangement - 1x1 RP

Vox nodded at her suggestion, shouldering his battle axe again with the leather strap. Ivorel did a motion with her hand that he didn't fully understand and the shadows around the unconscious elf retreated into the darkness around them. He had noticed Ivorel getting visibly more tired as their...

Vox blinked at her as she laughed. He tried to examine his words to see what had triggered such a reaction but he couldn't quite figure it out. He first frowned at her, perplexed at her outburst. A touch of anger came next as he assumed she was mocking him. Yet he couldn't stay upset as she...

It took a little while for Ivorel to notice his hand. For a moment he thought she wouldn't react at all. Then her clouded eyes fell on him and she placed her small hand in his. He enveloped it and it disappeared into his large grip as he gently pulled her to her feet. For a moment, he marveled...

Vox stood at the edge of the treeline, indecisive. He had told Ivorel that in the case they split up, they should meet in the oak grove he had seen. His brain said that he should follow ahead with the plan, or even better, now that she wasn't around, for him to simply take off and leave her...

As the fervor pulsed inside Vox unabashedly, his eyes were intent on Ivorel. For a brief moment he could see dozens of emotions flash before her eyes, disapproval at his actions prominent. But at that point, with thrumming elation coursing though his limbs almost painfully, he couldn't bring...

Vox's muscles worked hard as he scaled the wooden palisade. Just like during his last escape, his body moved with fluid ease as his hands gripped the ridges in the large wooden slats. His clawed fingers dug deep into the crevices as his muscles bunched to pull him up. His waraxe swung loosely on...

A smile played on his lips at her reply. He found her reaction very amusing bit he did not try to rile her up further. He was not surprised that she did not want any bloodshed of her fellow soldiers; he had been expecting her to say that. But Vox still felt a little bit of disappointment at the...

Vox threw back his head and laughed at her reply, the metalwork on his horns catching the faded light. He was still smirking as he threw on the heavy fabric over his shoulders, threading his muscular arms though the armholes. Despite the coat's large size, he struggled to fit his arms though...

Vox leaned a little closer, golden gaze boring into hers, scrutinizing her reaction carefully. It was obvious his words had struck a chord inside her, yet he admired her 'matter-of-fact-ness' as she spoke about what needed to be done. "You're got yourself a deal then" his lips splitting into...

Vox watched her carefully, scouring her reaction as he spoke of the deeds her people had committed onto his tribe. Something unspoken stirred inside of her at his words, and Vox closed his eyes, not wanting to see the pity that he thought would follow. He couldn't bare to see if she approved of...

Vox had the feeling that something lay under her words that he couldn't grasp. He had pushed, he had prodded, but she hadn't budged her answer as to why she wanted to venture into Omega. He narrowed his eyes slightly, suspicious but he accepted that her answer wouldn't change. If she wanted to...

Vox narrowed his eyes at her words. They made sense, but... something was missing. There was a gap in the information that she was not telling him. She wouldn't go though all this trouble just to spy on her enemy and return information to her kind. Her race would probably not even allow her...

Vox considered her for a moment. He didn't move at her words, sitting rooted at he spot. He was unconcerned about any elves that might enter the tent. He would kill them, or he would die. Chances where, if Ivorel didn't get in his way, he former was most likely. But her reasoning drew him in. He...

At her words, the old forgotten smile played on his lips. The game... "I hasn't agreed to the game before you freed me" His lips bespoke of the amused tone he was so used to using with her. And then, she broke in front of his eyes. Her face drained from emotion as if it cost too much to feel...

Her voice was low against the skin of his cheek and it trembled with an emotion he had never heard in her voice before. He blinked against her flesh and pulled back, trying to identify that emotion. The lines of her face were slack, as if she was willing him to do his worst and tear her apart...

Something dark passed behind his eyes as he watched her gasp for breath. A deep, pitch black part of his soul took a satisfaction in her discomfort. He could feel the air whooshing though her throat as she tried to return the oxygen he had stolen from her. His power thrummed in his veins like a...

As the shadows crept closer, Vox's body tensed. His hand tightened around Ivorel's neck as he prepared to sink his fangs in and claim her life. His vision was red tinted as he bared his teeth. It was a fraction's hesitation that saved her as a weight lifted off his limbs. The chains that had...

Vox's gaze darkened even further. Something unreadable and very sinister flitted across his eyes, like a bat in the dead of night. He had been chained up for over a week, with nothing to do but stare at the tent ceiling, and wait for her to bring food. The consuming silence when she wasn't there...