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Standing before her is a winged blue and black clad female. She has a bag of textile good over her shoulder, drops it in the snow beside her. At first a glare. Then noticing the females condition. In deep thought. A choice is made.

*she offers a hand and takes a cloak from her bags and wraps up the female*

"Come with me. I won't harm you. You will die out in this cold. I know a warm place to take you."

*she helps the woman along and takes out her portal wand, sand blows out of the portal and the distant sound of the sea. She takes the winged woman through to safety*

All that remains is snow dotted with sand, the barefoot steps and the bag of textiles covered in snow.

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~Twackus Doot'imus~

Vaeriedara "Stormy" Stormweaver

Vorel'Daron Talin

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*using a few spells and switching out her gear, she lifts up the exhausted and now fast asleep black scaled kin. muttering again spells to cloak them both invisible she moves quickly along the wet sand and beach. Around the curve of the rocky cliffs, she stands before a cave entrance blocked with rocks.*

*glancing around once more, she uses an item to polymorph her form into an umberhulk, moving the stones just enough and picking up the sleeping form gently she moves the rocks tightly together and heads deeply into the cave. Taking out pitch black cloths and draping them all over the rocks and blocking out any light. She covers a small inlet area of the cave. Darkening the entire room with yards upon yards of cloths and wrapping the sleeping form in them, she lays out cusions and lays the form there. Findin a flat spot she lights a scented candle and sets out a water skin and some wrapped up camel meat. Then cast a few spells over the woman to buffer her physically, takes out a few strange pearls and leaving them by the candle.*

*she gets up and steps back, taking out her portal wand and more sand blows through, this time the sound of a town in the distance. Stepping through and vanishing*

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~Twackus Doot'imus~

Vaeriedara "Stormy" Stormweaver

Vorel'Daron Talin

Meanwhile wandering the sand on her daily route here and there.

*bearing food, water and healing supplies on her route and returning to her home empty handed.*

*leaving through a portal and returning through one, usually covered in stealthy buffers*

Watching her back and more skittish then normal, to a close observer, she is definitely on alert and weary.

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~Twackus Doot'imus~

Vaeriedara "Stormy" Stormweaver

Vorel'Daron Talin

*Ebony wake's up, she liys still lizoning to her sorunding rolling crash of waves and sea birds can be herd, she breathing in frow her noise tasting the air, the sentid canbel, salt and another female kin, she breaths in agen somefing ichis in her mind, ( i know this sent, Stormy but . . ) a flash of outside the inn in the shadow scap the dizey sickness a male kin grading her, the anger at herself for the weakness then black, (it was a male kin that toke me, so why can i smell stormy) slowly she opens her eye's stalictits drip down from above, she looks around the dark cave then the inky black floor she reachis out and her jet clors trail over the cloth, her brow's pink in confyoshon, then she see the canbel, pearls, water skin and healing spliys.

Then her eyes snap down to her belly and she sighs seeing her bump, her cloths are wet from the fever but her scayeld skin is dry ( fever must have broke in my sleep, Stormy . . would she have help me? why? she wouldent have takon me thats for show) sensing she was alown slowly she get's up her wing's ack but she no long feel sick, dizey or feverish, she exsplors the cave heading to the cracks of light shooting frow the rock blocking the entrents, she give one a push but it dose not move, snorting she walks to the back of the cave, then sighs knowing there no other way out.

she sit's back on the cushons, piking up the water skin she smell it, (safe, clean ) she drink a long time the cool water welcome as it slides down her dry frot, only then she noticic the meat wrap up, only then realising how hungry she was she eat's it all, she sit's back and finks trying to work out ever fing that has happend.

( fink, start at the beginning, shadow scap . . the inn, amon anger Amontep! my husband, where is he, is he ok . . . fink keep on trak, the inn needing air after the hot bath, the male kin) her brow pinch agen trying to renember what he look like ( out side the inn he cast a spell on me . . what was it . . it dident work enyways what ever it was, but then strong clord hands grading me pulling me, lifting me up, carrying me off frow a porthole, cold air, so cold i could fight enymore . . must have black out . . . Word never have happend it i wasent sick and weakond! fink . . a warm room, hard tabel somefing . . a spell? queshon's so meny queshon's Why did i answer them? i had to . . there wasent a chosie in the mater, everfing he sed i did he hussshhh me and i felt silent as if gagd. cory . . croy shadowflams, but . . i'm show i . . . ) closes her eye's feeling confyosed ( walking no one was there, i needid a healer i needid amontep, leaving the liberry, oh so cold agen . . that ass of a capten refyosing me bord as i had no gold . . nothing . . . to pay him with . . barstod, startid walking . . that wasent the best idear . was it! so cold just needid to rest, then the crunch of snow and Stormy ofring me a hand . . i gess she brot me hear) looks about agen ( hmmmm she had children, may be she help me becose i'm pregnent . . well i dont fink i'd be alive if she dident help me, i need to find my husband) looks to the small craks of light ( morning, will she come back? Ohh . . )

she hear's the rocks move and looks up. . . . . "Stormy"

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*She would step in through the rocks, shed her buffers and stealthy enchantments. Briefly using items to change her form and using the new found strength to moves the rocks back tightly in place. Standing before the black scaled kin. Odd a smile a look of caring. Motherly perhaps. She always comes around bearing a box of food supplies, rich quality foods, fresh water, bandages and various items, spare clean clothes of handmade fine quality. She won't speak much, seeming to leave the woman to talk in her own time. More caring and helping her heal and gain her strength back.*

But why... She won't speak it.. Just fretting about cleaning up the cave and making things comfortable.. feeling the black kins forehead and bringing herbs and fresh fruit. Speaking briefly about the fever breaking. Another reassuring smile. Checking her for any visible wounds or sores.

*she leaves the supplies behind and taking out her portal wand. Before fading through the portal, sand blows in and the sound of a town in the distance. she turns, a stern and yet understanding look. She speaks*

I draw the line at harming pregnant women and children. I know what its like to be in the spot your in. I would have died had my sister not taken me in. Some times when Io's bond breaks with his children we lose ourselves. Faith should never get in the way of that. Consider yourself lucky that love of ones blood, Io's blood beats stronger in this heart, then the anger and beating of rage and vengeance. I will be back. Your safe enough here until I find out whom your going to need to hide from. I will bring some tea and we shall talk. Until then rest and gain your strength back.

*before departing she cast again the spell over her to buffer her physically. and departs, flashing again a calm mothering caring smile*

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~Twackus Doot'imus~

Vaeriedara "Stormy" Stormweaver

Vorel'Daron Talin

* Ebony stay silent most of the time only ansring simple queshon about her health not know what to tell stormy, her cearing smile's reonshowing Ebony that she truly ment no harm and wontid to protect her ( but do i need protecting? i need my husband, who would i need proteshon from, well pritty much the hole iland, but the one's that follow good . . thay dident do this and wouldent harm a woman with child, well i would hope, the cayotic evil i wouldent put enyfing past them, but if it was them then i'd have been torcherd, why did the male kin only ask queshon . . . he truly beleavd i'd diy if i stay in the church, thay would never hurt . . . ) Snort's corsing stormy to look at her but Ebony sez nothing ( yes thay would hurt me thay torcher my mind and body, thay humelat me, i fear bane i fear amontep i fear i wont pleas him, i fear and loath them the church) she frowns and hissis as stormy rub's a healing cream on a larg broze that cover's her hip and belly, ( my bady, i Will be a mouther shoudent that come first? but bane blesst us with the child, yes a bantie allmost killd me, why? why did he humelat me, why mack me drink milk that had some monster shity yuk in it, to harm the bady? me? no more like to anger amontep, my love . . . i wont and need you so much . .)

Ebony hand moved to her chest as if to hold the pain and fear for her love insid, Ebony blink back the acid tears stormy look at her chest as if finking it was wondid ebony gave her head a little shack, she opend her moth to speek but closed it agen (if i ask her to find amontep, it could put her in danger and amon, wot will the church fink of a kin helping and healing me, when agen would i trust the church to heal me? after macking me so sick) Ebony look's up finking she would ask stormy to bring her amontep, when stormy spock*



( Lo . . ) she fort hard drowing on all her lore ( Lo . . the god of all dragon nutrel and wishing us all to get along cromatic and mitalic) Snort's ( as if that would happend, but i see her point we'r both of the same blood, we'r both of Lo blood, that is why she is helping me, ignoring i am a bantie and helping me as i am a Kin, as i yos to help and teach over kin's befor i was convortid, the old Ebony was feard and respectid but cayotic, i now amontep had to convort me, and after i saw he was right, Bane is strong and powerfull but of lat the church seem a mear shadow of what it was . . Shadow!) it rung a bell in Ebony head she try to chach the fort but the harder she tryd the faster it slip away, (cory . . . why that name) it dance in her mind till she push it away agen ( Stormy probely fink's amontep did this to me or the bantie, well she wouldent be to far off, but do i need to hid from them? No but . . . No . . i need amontep ) Ebony sat in fort and then tryd agen to move the rock's larft to herslef (a captive of cear? to stop other's geting in or me geting out? may be torking with stormy would help, she older then me and been frow much,) her mind strad to fort's of amontep ( oh my love plese stay safe, i cant recall a time we'v been speratid becose of me)

she moved back to the pillows and sit's down winsing at her hip, she sighs and then start's to sing soft and low to herself to there bady to amon son (i do hope your a body) she rub's her belly, liying back her mind finking on the kin that tock her, the queshon he ask her ecowing in her head and her answers . . .

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