Enter Færys

[Færys Tiranas]

Færys entered Aesir, carrying a brown sack slung over her shoulder. She staggered to and fro occasionally, her legs weak from hunger. Her dark eyes moved leisurely about her, or so it seemed. She hoped her father would not be able to send assassins here, of all places. She stopped to enjoy the view of a flower, and her tired legs gave way beneath her weight. She dropped to the ground, knowing herself far too exhausted to continue her journey. She figured she would stay where she was, in the hope that her father's assassins would not find her in this time of weakness. She began to sing a quiet, soothing melody, and any flowers around her that had been wilting before, began to bloom quickly, revitalized by her voice.

Fæ stayed there for about half an hour, before noticing that an assassin had made his way up into Aesir, most likely attempting at her life. She didn't even need to see him to recognize the movements that made him an assassin. No... wait... HER. The steps were lighter in movement than a male could make. By this time Færys had found evidence in her steps that confirmed her intentions. Færys stopped her song, and forced herself back against a tree. Hopefully this would save her the trouble of being attacked from behind when she could barely move.

Fæ readied a dagger for physical combat, remembering that her flute was no longer useful. A leaf fell from the tree in front of her. Suddenly, she had an idea. She snatched the leaf from the air and bent it just so. She placed the leaf upon her lips and blew, the rough sound reverberating throughout the area. Soon enough, she heard what she had hoped. The assassin was stupid enough not to wear ear pieces. She had fallen to the ground in pain. She quickly rose to her feet, staggering, and almost falling. She limped to the best of her ability over to the assassin, and had plunged the dagger into her throat before she had recovered. That would teach anyone to try to kill HER in such a novice manner. She had been dealing with assassins for nine years, and sending a novice was just stupid.

She collapsed upon her knees after delivering the fatal blow, her strength at last fading completely. She had left her pack over by the tree, but she didn't care anymore. She was simply too tired to move. She drifted off into a deep sleep, even after fighting it desperately.

OOC: Feel free to God RP my character waking up, if it makes posting easier...

[Lessien Mithrandír]

Lessien sat comfortably in the tree; she gazed on at the happenings around her from her little perch. Nothing went unnoticed not the two newcomers or there little quarrel. Nothing went amiss. Nothing until one lay dead on the ground. Lessien took in the girl who remained standing if you could call it that. Curiosity got the best of this cat, she made her way from the tree; brown hair tossed about by the breeze, green Fay eye’s speaking peace. Her rose brushed cheeks highlighted the pale skin. She searched the girls eye’s in wonder. She knelt to the soft green grass no more than 2 paces from the newcomer. Tilting her head on the side light words rolled over her rosebud lips, “Are you okay?” A simple question that any would put to someone.

[Færys Tiranas]

Fæ woke up, seeing at strange person standing over her. Startled, she immediately took to trying to get away, but she still didn't have much strength left, and simply succeeded in moving her little finger. "Who... are... you...?" She forced from her lips, exhaustion evident in every fiber of her being. She noticed the gentile manner of the woman's gaze, but decided not to trust her, nonetheless. Many an assassin had tried that same trick. She stared at Lessien, watching for some sign that she could trust her, or a sign otherwise.

[Lessien Mithrandír]

“I’m…” Lessien didn’t know how to word it with out startling the girl, “I’m like you!” A smile broke across her lips. Thoughts ran strong through Lessien’s mind on how to get help they need someone, someone with a healing ability. Lessien knew her ability wouldn’t be strong enough. If only she hadn’t been threatened with the dungeons by the Queen of Avaren then Lara would be here. She thought of Ariadne, Shadow and Vendan. One of them could do this, “I have no idea were they are!” she accidentally spoke allowed. Her plan to keep the girl calm was slipping greatly! Biting down on her bottom lip, Lessien moved closer to the newcomer. “I’m Lessien. I’m a mage; not a very good one but I’m going to help you. Do you think you can walk if I support you?” There was no turning back it was now or never to see if someone could help!

[Færys Tiranas]

Fæ looked at her with such a face as to ask, 'What are you, stupid?' Her reply, however, was far more polite. "If I could have moved... *huff* I would have at least put a few inches between us... *puff* I don't need any help, other than..." She sat up with a great effort, "My pack. It's over by that tree. I need to eat something. Hopefully none of my food is too bad." She looked at Lessien, awaiting her response. She still held the leaf-whistle, and had brought it up onto her lap. She was testing Lessien. If she could trust her, she would know from this.

[Lessien Mithrandír]

Lessien took her comment in quite seriously. If any of her food was alright. Lessien gave a small giggle getting up and walking a couple of steps in the opposite direction to the pack. Standing on her tippy toes she pulled the ripe round apple from the tree. "Here," She spoke walking back to the girl, "This is fresh and crisp. It'll build your energy well." Tossing the apple into the girls lap. "i'll be a moment just over here okay and collect some berries and oranges. After all what else is spring for!" Lessien walk around a tree trunk collecting a few things keeping insight of the girl. Having this girls trust was the only way she would do any good!

[Færys Tiranas]

Fæ looked at the apple on her lap, and examined it before taking her first bite. Immediately after the first bite, she lost herself in devouring the apple, manners thrown to the wind. Upon finishing the apple, she realized how she had been acting, and blushed slightly, only being able to guess what Lessien must think of her.

[Lessien Mithrandír]

Laugher ran over Lessien's lips as she watched the girl. Quickly she handed her collecton of berries over. "here eat till you hearts content!"

[Færys Tiranas]

Fæ looked at the berries for a second, then began to eat them politely. She couldn't stand her own hunger, but she didn't want to make any more of an idiot out of herself. She turned to look down at the ground. "Thank you, Miss Lessien," she said quietly.

[Lessien Mithrandír]

Giggling Lessien turned to pick a few more berries, "Don't you worry about thank you's." Lessien slipped a berry in her mouth before turning to Færys. Her rosebud smile now rimmed in berry red.