Elam call's to Oteran " are you alright mate?" as he kill an orc.

Aye im just a little dazed but i can fight. Oteran says as he runs an orc through.

"Good Oteran, just don't get killed." call's Elam back at him.. He stab's an orc and punche's a nother one in the stomach.

Name: Elana Goldeneye Race: Half-Elven Gender: Female Age: 1736 Height: 5ft 5 Classes: Ranger/Rogue/Marksman Weapon: Longbow and short sword. Armor: Light leather armour in the browns and greens of the forest and a long dark green cloak. Pet: Morwenna (a horse) Appearance: Elana is fairly short for an Elf, but she uses it to her advantage, her stealth being her greatest weapon. She has long brown hair, held in a plait down her back, but her eyes are like emeralds, as bright as a cat's. Although she is over 1000 years old, she looks no older than 20, though her true age shows in her eyes. Character: She kind and caring, but has a will of iron when needed. She is a strong fighter, though she prefers long distance combat to close quarter fighting. However, she is skilled in both. History: She was born to an Elven mother and a human father. It is said that she can trace her lineage back to the first Elvenkind. She is of noble birth, her mother being a princess of one of the Elven kingdoms. She has fought in many wars and battles throughout her life, and travels purely to hunt and kill the Orcs that slew her mother so many years ago. Suddenly, from seemingly out of nowhere, an arrow with golden fletchings flew past Elam and buried itself in an Orc, which was raising its weapon to strike. The Orc fell backwards, propelled by the strength of the arrow. An elven maiden stepped out of the shadows, her emerald eyes glinting in the light as she drew back the hood from her dark cloak. Her plaited hair spilled over her shoulder, and in her hand she held a bow. On her back was strapped a quiver of golden-fletched arrows, and a short sword hung by her side. "In need of a helping hand, gentlemen?" She smiled and notched another arrow to her bow, letting it fly as yet another orc approached.

Your aid is greatly accepted my lady. says Oteran

Elam look's at her and say's " I don't mind an extra blaid or bow:" He smile's at her and greet's her with a wave.

Oteran thrusts his blade through an orc's head and calls to the others to help lorder.

(OOC: Sorry, I got the wrong tense in that first post. Never mind, changing tenses now...) Elana smiles at the two men, and draws her short sword. "Time enough for introductions later. But first, let us rid this villiage of these foul beasts. Then we may discuss how we each came to be here." She engages in combat with a fierce-looking Orc, who appears to be a commander for one of the troops. It is heavily battle-scarred, and larger than most of the other orcs. A fierce fight ensues, with Elana's blade flashing that way and this, twisting here and there. Her blade is a true elven-blade, glowing blue with a strange light. She and the Orc commander are evenly mtached, and seems her fight will go on for some time.

" lovely, just what i was gona do." he said. Elam hear's Oteran call for help. He awnser's Oteran's call by taking his crossbow and shoot's the orc behind him. He call's " Be there in a minute."

Otenar sees the elf battleing a fierce orc and gets ready to help her but relises that shes probably a good fighter and can help her self, Oteran charges at an orc and showes his knee in the orcs stomach and slices its head off.

"Nice move Oteran." Elam said to him. He grab's his blade and shove's it in the stomach of an orc burning it's inside's.

Elana ducks a blow from the Orc and rolls away before springing back lightly onto her feet. The two weapons clash in midair as the orc throws itself towards her. She ripostes, narrowly avoiding the blade of orc, and her blade slices cleanly across the orc's throat. With a grunt she leaps clear as the Orc topples at her feet. She nods to herself and heaves a sigh as the black blood dribbles down the blade. Quickly wiping the sword clean she looks up to plan her next fight.

Oteran looks amazed as the elf kills the fierce orc, he smiles as the orc falls to her feet, Oteran keeps charging through the horde slicing each orc he sees until he gets hit by an orc with a mace, Oteran falls to the ground dazed he looks up and sees the orc going to do the final blow, Oteran closes his eyes and thinks "what will i do now"

Elana sees Oteran's plight and quickly nocks an arrow to her bow. With one smooth movement, she looses the arrow. As to Orc raises his arms to deliver the killer blow, the arrow strikes itin the chest, and it collapses. She pauses and nods to Oteran before re-drawing her sword and attacking another orc.

An orc charges at Lorder with rage in his eye´s, the orc swing´s his mace but Lorder block´s it with his swords. He pushes the mace away from him duck´s and cut´s both of the orc´s legs off.

Elam saw the elf fight. He liked her stile and kept fighting the orc's around him. The pup he had found saved him from a fatal blow by jumping on the face of one of the orc. Elam thrust's his sword thru the orc and said to the pup. "thank's fang." the pup make's a happy face and Elam know's it's a smile. he put's the pup in his backpack and stab's his sword in the ground and dark flame's shoot's at the orc's around him killing them.

Lorder charges at two other orcs armed with axes the other swings it but Lorder dodges it stabs him in the eye and through while screaming"IFIRIT!!" then the orcs head burst´s with flames, then with his other sword he cut´s the other orc´s throte then he pulled his two swords away to stab in the stomach two orcs that were charging at him.

Lorder sees a goblin aiming at Elam from one of the roof tops, he pick´s up one of the axes of the orc he had just killed and throw´s it at the goblin, killing it.

Elana finds herself fighting into a corner where two young children are cowered. In a pause in the fighting, she kneels down beside them. The younger, a little girl, flinches away from her touch, but Elana smoothes the little girl's hair with one hand. An orc suddenly looms up in front of her, but is quickly dispatched by her blade. The little girl is clinging to her brother in fright. Elana turns to them, and whispers something over them - it's an elven spell of stealth. "Go. Find saftey. This spell will keep you out of harm's way." She stands, and looks around. She is stnading at the corner of a house, and abover her is a slight overhang. With the agility of the Elves, she leaps up onto the roof of the house. From her vantage point, she surveys the battle below. Bodies of Orcs lie on the ground below, and there are fewer orcs fighting than there were. The villiage had been lucky - this was merely a raiding force, not an invasion army. The numbers are dwindling. She sheathes her sword and nods to herself. This a good vantage point, and from here she can pick off the enemy in her preffered style. Removing her bow from her shoulder where she keeps it when it is not in use, she nocks another arrow, letting it fly straight into another Orc. So confident and swift is she in her archery skills, that she has nocked another arrow before the first has even struck the Orc, and is already sighting her next target.

Elam was geting tired of this fight. The orc's seemed endless. He chant's a spell. A magical shield sourond's him. His body start's to take off in to the air. He chant's a nother spell this time sending out a beam of light at the orc's. The orc's cover there eye's and at that moment Elam yell's at the Mage Elf "BURN THEM ALL." and send's the flame's on his hand at the group. " THIS IS OUR CHANCE!" He yell's again.