[OOC] Yeah but I like to write stories. You cracked me up with that \"surprises them with her elven beauty\". lololol. THIS IS A NOTICE TO EVERYONE READING THIS STORY...... I am now changing the emporers name. Ka-Ching-Nata is now Twauron. Ka-Ching-Nata is just stupid. Please remember this from now on.
Kada-El waves a small good-bye and goes to the counter and picks up a tray with some fresh soup and tea on it. She walks up stairs, and Dorian comes down too. Dorian stops by Kada-El and whispers something in her long, pointy ears. She giggles and climbs the stairs, and Dorian descendes them. He is not as happy now as he comes to the group.
Toru is staring at his birth mark, Larien is thinking hard, blue sparks shooting from his finger tips every once in a while, and Bill sits in his brown robe, sword at his side, hood over his head, sipping on some tea. Bill\'s head barely moves, but his eyes move upwards and make contact with Dorian. Dorian looks very nervous, and heaves a heavy sigh. \"They are coming, aren\'t they Dor...Kifi?\", asks Bill. \"Why do you ask questions in which you already know the answer?\", says Dorian, his face still looking serious. \"How close are they?\", asks Bill. \"Close, very close. About 10 miles from the town of BradenBurry which is about 4 miles away. So an estimated 15 miles I would say\", says Dorian.
Bill sips again from his cup. \"Still the Daktreme?\", asks Bill, who is now looking cautiously out the window of the bar. \"Let me tell you Bill, the Daktreme are more of what you could call generals of Twauron\'s army. To be sending the Daktreme to yall so early is frightening, yet slightly comforting at the same time. They know who you descend from and know that you each hold emmense power. This shows that they will not fight easily, and that when you get in a fight, its going to be a big one\", says Dorian. \"Interesting, but you still didn\'t answer my question\", said Bill, sipping again from his tea. \"Ah yes, sorry about that. About 5 Daktreme are leading about 500 orcs. Or rather orc-trolls. About half the size of trolls, but are technically orcs. Like I said, no battle is going to be small\", said Dorian, now also looking at the window.
Bill heaved another sigh. Toru was now listening to Dorian, and shaking his had. \"Damn them\", he said, and stood up and banged his hand on the table, \"DAMN THEM ALL TO HELL!\" Everyone gasped and turnd around. Larien put his hand on Toru\'s shoulder and pushed him down, telling everyone sorry and that he had had a bit too many drinks. \"Are you coming with us\", asked Larien, hand still on Toru\'s shoulder. \"Yes, but not for long. I have a friend who shall be meeting me. He might be able to help us. He is a strong warrior, but an even stronger mage\", said Dorian.
\"Well anyways\", said Dorian, \"I think yall should pack, now. We will be leaving in about 5 minutes.\" Bill swung a satchel over his head and pushed it too his side. \"My clothes, money, a few spells written down. They seem to slip my memory every once in a while. And the ingriediants for a potion to help our health if we are in need\", he said, never letting his eyes move from the window, and still sipping his tea. \"Same here\", said Toru, \"I\'m packed.\" \"Dastroofa dakroota\", said Larien. A bag appeard in his hand, and he forced a small smile.
They stood up and Bill lifted his cup to his lips and tilted his head back to get the last sips of his tea. Suddenly a whistling sound came from nowhere and barely missed Bill\'s head. Kada-El was standing at the top of the stairs with a bow in her hand.
\"What the hell was that for?\", shouted Toru. \"There was a man about to kill me, or rather rob then kill me\", said Bill, \"I was about to get him Kada-El, you take the fun out of surprise.\" Kada-El made a serious face and lowered her bow. \"Surprise is nothing if your dead\", she said. \"Help is not evil, just helpful\", she said and giggled softly. Bill smiled and they left the bar. Bill pocketed the money that the dead thief had and Kada-El dropped the body outside and waved good-bye as the group loaded their belongings onto their horses and road off.