RP- The Shroud descends

Light stumbles into a tree and crys even more. He slams his head into the tree constantly until he blacks out.

 

Drawing his sword, which trembled slightly at the the thought of a kill. The ancient runes embedded in it's dark blade flashed red and turned to a steady, pulsing orange. Immediately he saw a ball of frozen goo fly at him. In defense he held the broad sword in front defensively. Inches from the sword the projectile burnt up and melted, and a pool emerged around it's melting spot. Ugos made a conscious effort to avoid it. Holding his sword in an offensive position, he advanced towards the drooling, overgrown insect. It moved towards Ugos, mandibles clashing.
In a smooth motion he leapt upon the bug, sword raised and flaring.

 

Ella reaches Light just as he blacks out, grabbing him before he can hit the ground. The healer and the elf carrying the water rush over. The healer quickly gets to work, flushing out the dirt from his wounds. She uses her healing powers to bring to life some of the charred skin. She stitches up his arms as best as she can.
"We have to carry him back to the caves." The healer said. "I have more supplies there."
Between them they carefully lifted him onto a mat. Another elf arrived and they each took a corner. They lifted him up and started walking towards the caves.

//Sorry I'm slack on replying, I keep forgetting to check the forums :L

 

Light's blacked out dream was just tense flames. Light just lays on the mat lifeless. He has resolve to do nothing, But open his eyes.

 

Lark's frozen body leaning over Aspathe fell over, making a deafening thud, the search party would find his body soon and smash it.

 

When Aspathe woke up, the first thing she realized that it was cold.Very cold. Everything was fuzzy and she had trouble remembering what has happened. Face down as she was, she had no way of knowing where she was. A bolt of pain went through her arm as she attempted to use it to lift her up the unknown object pressing on her.
"AAHH"
All the memories and pain flooded back. Her wing hurt, her arm hurt, everything hurt. Whimpering in pain,she could only stay in one position until someone came. Or she froze to death. She hoped it wasn't the latter.

 

Lark's frozen body lay next to Aspathe inconspicuously hidden.
//*Coughs abruptly

 

The mysterious object slid off Aspathe. Feebly, she looked up, and saw white everywhere. So this is what snow looks like, she thought. With her one good hand she weakly crawled, leaving a clear trail. She had to find help, or else it was over. She had more important things to worry about than the object.
//That's what you get for rushing me

 

Bloodcreed mustered enough strength to thaw out Lark's body, Lark saw a figure in the distance. He wasn't sure who it was but he wasn't taking any chances, it could be the Icebound, Lark pulled back his bow and took point.

 

Ella looked across to Light. She saw his eyes open. She thought about saying something in condolence, but he was too far gone. She couldn't imagine not having arms, what he must be going through, what to say or where to start.

The Elves trudged along, nearly at the Calaper Caves.

 

Ugos emerged, bloodied and slightly gooey, from the cave. His sword calmed down and slotted into his sheath.
He made a note to tell the others of his victory.
Only, where were the others?
Where was he?
He half-answered the first question when he saw a familiar figure crawling away from some kind of archer.
"Aspathe!"
Ugos cried, but to no avail. The blizzard was too noisy.
He stared in horror as the mysterious bowman drew an arrow out. Without hesitation he sprinted.
He saw the string drawn back, the archer grin sadistically...
And then he dived.
Aspathe crawled on, oblivious, as Ugos lay beside her, unmoving.
With an arrow in his throat.

 

Lark realised who he had shot, "oh no, no, no ,no." Lark ran over to Ugos and performed a delicate arrow removal technique he had learned in Ranger School. "Come on!" He yelled.

 

Being an orc, Ugos was sturder than most mortals, but even a mighty inhabitant of the Warlands couldn't resist the urge to join his fallen brethren. He saw through blurred eyes a figure in front of him, and then a slight figure... Aspathe? slide beside him.
Then it all went black.

 

Lark checked Ugos's pulse, it was non existent, LArk would never be able to live with the fact he had killed his companion. He picked up the arrow and moved on.
//You're not dead are you? :o

 

//not quite.

 

Lark caught up to Aspathe, "Aspathe!" he yelled. "I've been looking everywhere for you."

 

Unbeknownst to the pair behind him, Ugos was alive...just. Bleeding profusely, he reached up and touched the hole in his thick neck. Using reserves of energy he didn't know he had, he plugged it with clay. Next, he swallowed a fistful of snow to gather fluids.
Then he swore vengeance on whomsoever had shot him.
And orcs don't break promises.

 

Her arm, numb and blue from the temperature, was extended when Aspathe heard a familiar voice. Who was it? Her mind was weakened from the constant cold. She could no longer feel the pain. She could only feel the continuing, never ending cold. It was cold. That was all she knew. Why keep moving? It would be much easier to just lay down for a while, to just sleep, to just close your eyes and let everything turn black...

 

Lark looked to see a group of Icebound, "there he is! Get the skeleton, kill the girl as well." Lark panicked, "Aspathe! Come on we have to go!" He dragged Aspathe into a ditch, "I'll be right back", he said, "just have to dispatch some snowmen."

 

"Gah..." Raven moaned. "Where am I? Oh, right I'm still here..." Raven thought to himself. He heard a sinister laugh. A figure stepped forward from the shadows. He looked just like Raven... Only darker. "Who are you?" Raven asked, as he readies himself. "I...Am you, Dark Raven! As they call me!" Dark Raven chuckled. "What do you want?" Raven asked. "I only want to destroy my inferior copy." He replied in a cold voice. The dark copy fired off a beam of darkness. Raven evaded, and charged forward, with Dark Raven doing the same. Their fists collided, and it triggered an arcane explosion.