5. Adenah Thorgint: Traitors, Friends and Family

by **Sharyssa/Adenah** Wed Oct 19, 2011 6:09 pm

Another rp-log that I cleaned up, happened today just outside Dun'Garok. Not only is there a war raging but a great amily turmoil stirrs for the Thorgints and the Arathorians *stares at Timna*

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Adenah looks up a moment, following the trail of the paper falling down in the wind. Slowly pushing herself up to walk forward and pick it up curiously.

Aetherel looks at her, tilting his head. Dat ass.

Adenah fiddles to open the parchment with one hand.

[Aetherel]: Wha' is i'?

Adenah bows her head and gulps a moment, the parchment crumbling in her hand before slipping it away. Giving her head a shake while trembling lightly and staring into the distance.
[Adenah]: Nothing ...

Aetherel slowly stands up and walks over to her.
[Aetherel]: Adenah... Why're ye lyin' t' me?

Adenah looks down again, her fingers shaking when seemingly remembering something, the paper in hand quickly flaring up in flames and falling down to ashes, barely able to fight back tears.

[Aetherel]: Ad'...
Aetherel tries to place a hand on her shoulder gently, his voice soft.
[Aetherel]: Tell me?

Adenah slowly turns her head, showing a brave smile while shaking her head through the haze of tears.
[Adenah]: I'm not .. allowed, I can't ...

Aetherel has a deep look of concern on his face as he opens his mouth to answer.
[Aetherel]: Bu' I wan' tae 'elp.

Adenah slowly turns to him, reaching for the hand on her shoulder to keep it in her hand while shaking her head again.
[Adenah]: I know .. I'd tell you but .. I just can't .. to anyone, for the sake off ...
Adenah looks down at the twirling ashes at her feet, biting her lip.

[Aetherel]: It's Timna, isn' it?

Adenah gives a small nod, not saying a word however.

Aetherel sighs and nods. After a moment he tries to slip his arms around Adenah very carefully to give her a hug, careful not to hurt her.

Adenah leans into the hug, lowering her head with a sudden sob. Trying to burry her head and keep her face hidden while her free hand clutches against the tabard.

Aetherel holds her gently, a hand going up to stroke her hair while he stays silent.

Orthur eyes you up and down.

Adenah sobs silently, not moving out of the embrace as she sniffles with the tears staining down onto Melan's tabard.

[Orthur]: I thought ye was feckin' te other one?
Aetherel turns his head toward Orthur and shakes his head as if trying to say 'not now'.

Adenah lifts her head, staring at Orthur a moment while she raises the bandaged hand to try and stubbornly wipe away her tears.

Orthur takes off the Worgen Mask, eyeing the pair.

Velarid clears his throat.
[Velarid]: Everything in order?
Velarid looks at the crying woman and Melan 'Lionsclaw'.

Aetherel lets go of Adenah and turns to Orthur.
[Aetherel]: Elder... Maybe now is no' the time.

[Orthur]: Away wit' ya. Adenah, whuts te matter?

Adenah frowns a moment and shakes her head at Melan weakly.
[Adenah]: Prowleye .. is .. Pa' disowned her ..
Adenah swallows once, her voice more choked.
[Adenah]: .. Traitor ...of .. the Nation.

Orthur 's eyes widen slightly.
[Orthur]: Where es she?

Aetherel glances between Orthur, then to Adenah, as if asking her if she wants him to go.

Adenah remains silent, holding her breath a moment before giving Melan a glance to stay. Not answering Orthur while looking confused and in conflict.
[Orthur]: WHERE ES SHE!?

[Adenah]: She ... left on .. her own choice .. knew what Pa' would do.

]Velarid looks at Orthur.
[Velarid]: Sir, lower your voice.

[Aetherel]: Leave i'.

Velarid peers at Aetherel searchingly.

[Aetherel]: This is a ma'er fer Arathor.
[Velarid]: Mhm.. Just keep it down.

Orthur looks red in the face, angry and distraught, but mostly angry.

Adenah peers at Orthur a moment, looking rather upset herself while she gives her head another shake, more insecure however.

[Orthur]: I'll ask ye one more time, nicely. Adenah, where is Timna?

[Aetherel]: Elder, we don' know.
[Aetherel]: She lef' las nigh'.

[Adenah]: Gone .. she chose to leave ... and ..be disowned.

[Orthur]: Gone where, ye must kno'.

[Adenah]: ... Ah....against us.

[Aetherel]: She's with... the 'oldt, elder.
[Orthur]: Adenah, take me too 'er.

Velarid peers at Frulamin searchingly.

[Adenah]: Uncle ... we .. can't follow her.
[Orthur]: I can.
[Adenah]: W...we ..

Velarid peers at Frulamin searchingly.
Frulamin glances over at Velarid, arching a brow.

[Adenah]: I'd break the last bit of ... trust if I did that ... I can't.

Velarid nods and walks back to his post.

[Orthur]: I need te see 'er, Adenah, fer feck sakes, jus' do as I say fer once.
[Adenah]: ...

Frulamin lifts a languid hand to lower the facial cloth of the mask.

Aetherel balls his hands into fists.

[Frulamin]: Where is the Dortola?

Orthur eyes up Melan 'Lionsclaw', and scowls.

Adenah gulps again, biting her lip with a brief flow of tears as she shakes her head in confusion.

Orthur sighs, deeply, shaking his head.
[Orthur]: Ye leave me nay choice...
[Adenah]: No .. choice, in what?

Aetherel frowns, his muscles tensing in preparation.

Orthur walks towards Adenah, his hand outstretched to touch her cheek as he attempts to make eye contact and mentally intrude her, to uncover where Timna is.

[Aetherel]: Elder... wha're ye doin'?

Adenah flinches backwards, groaning once in a dizzy manner from the sudden movement. His finger touching her cheek, however her mind forming an instant thick wall of fog to block the attempt off. Leaving her grunting in effort in her current state, glaring.

[Aetherel]: Elder, move back.

Orthur takes no games, this isn't training anymore as he attempts to eradicate the fog, striking Adenah with an unneeded amount of mental force to gain entry.

Adenah squints her eyes shut, the fog churning before a single line of words is allowed to be seen to Orthur "Forget me, Don't follow me, Don't find me, Don't mind me"

Frulamin glances over at the trio and cants his head.

Aetherel growls in frustration and pushes his arms out, trying to shove Orthur back.

Orthur opens his eyes for but a moment, as they flash red, as an Arcane Blast attempts to knock Melan back, before returning to Adenah.

Aetherel lets out a sound as the air is pushed out of his lungs and he sends flying backwards, crashing down into a heap a few yards away.

Adenah takes a quick breath for the fleeting moment of rest, her head pounding painfully with a headache while her attention is drawn to Melan. Tensing up again while she stares at Orthur and strains in a struggle to keep her mind closed, the wall of fog growing thinner each second, flashing images of a note twirling down, the conversation with Faralan, a manor ...

Frulamin sneers coldly as he trudges over to Orthur and attempts to lay a hand upon his shoulder. Shadows envelope said hand slowly.

[Frulamin]: Whatever you are conducting, desist.

Aetherel groans in pain and slowly pushes himself to his knees. He growls at the man in red robes and shakes his head and stands up.

Adenah shakes her head again, her bandaged hand raising shakily while trying to blast arcane forward herself with a sudden "NO we cant!"

Orthur grunts, taking as much information as he can as fast as he can, before stepping backwards shielding himself from Adenah's efforts and taking no notice of the Shadowy hand.

Frulamin retrieves the hand swiftly, hissing.

[Orthur]: THIS ES MY FAMILY! THIS ES MY BUSINESS! FUCK OFF!
[Aetherel]: Ye 'ave no righ' t' force 'er, elder!

Adenah 's knees buckle a moment, her face rather pale from the effort while moving her unharmed hand to grip her head firmly, groaning in pain.

Orthur lashes out with a mere fist aimed at 'Dusk''s face in vented frustration.

Aetherel rushes up to Adenah, ready to catch her if she should fall.

Frulamin receives the first to the underside of his jaw - clearly not expecting it. He recoils back with a surprised expression.

Vodak grins and leans against the wall with his arms folded, watching the scene.

[Orthur]: Out o' my way.
[Adenah]: Uncle you can't .. her words ...
[Frulamin]: Hnh... She -is- my sister! I knew her long before you even set your eyes upon her!

Adenah shakes her head again, raising her own voice this time while she leans back for support a moment into Melan.

Aetherel blinks, turning his head toward Dusk, obviously confused by this statement.

Orthur storms off, attempting to push past the two, ignoring Dusk, thinking about the Thorgints and the Thorgints only.

[Adenah]: LEAVE HER BE AS SHE ASKED DAMNIT, DO NOT MAKE THIS EVEN HARDER.
[Orthur]: Dornu an ulkis, ye silly silly girl.
[Frulamin]: I-I kept her sane enough to even -live- to meet you bloody Thorgints!
[color=blue][Adenah]: UNCLE!
[Orthur]: WHUT!
[Adenah]: Don't go there.
[Orthur]: Oh I'm goin'.

Aetherel bares his teeth and growls.

Adenah shudders a moment, holding her breath while she stares at him in disbelief, slowly taking heavy steps forward.

[Frulamin]: You are damning the consequences, old man. Turn your back now and you'll meet your end.
[Orthur]: Meet my end? I jus' need te speak te 'er, ye all 'ad a chance.
[Aetherel]: Adenah. Stay 'ere. Yer in no condition.
[Adenah]: Their guards .. we all fought there before Uncle ..
[Orthur]: Lionsclaw, feck te feck off.

Frulamin fumes.

[Adenah]: I .. can't let him go alone ..
Aetherel turns around and lets out a yell.

[Frulamin]: No. You are not going anywhere.
[Frulamin]: You will stay. For her sake.

Aetherel nods as a massive lion comes running out.
[Orthur]: Why don't I git a chance te speak te 'er, hrm?
[Aetherel]: 'e's no' goin' alone.
[Adenah]: Because she .. asked NOT to ..
[Orthur]: I dun't care.
[Orthur]: I need my say. I deserve tha' much.

Aetherel pulls his scarf up around his neck and lower face, slinging his bow from around his shoulders.
Frulamin strides off without a word.
[Adenah]: And -I- am stupid?
[Adenah]: Feck ..

[Aetherel]: Adenah, please stay back. I'll watch Elder.
[Adenah]: No.
[Aetherel]: Ye can barely walk.
[Orthur]: Save yerself te worry an' both fuck off.
[Aetherel]: Feck ye, elder.
[Adenah]: What he said.
[Aetherel]: I will no' le' ye wander alone. Me ancestors would' be ashamed.
[Orthur]: If ye take one more step wit' me, I'll bind ye te tha' floor.
[Adenah]: You're staying or I'm coming, no other options.
[Orthur]: Ye dun't make demands o' yer Elders, girl.
[Adenah]: I do if they act like children.
[Aetherel]: An' ye don' le' them walk intae their death, either.
[Orthur]: Ye clearly underestimate me.
[Adenah]:î] No -you- underestimate -them-[/i]
[Aetherel]: Adenah is righ'.
[Adenah]: There are guards .. alot of them, you don't just WALK in there.
[Adenah]: Their warlock nearly KILLED me, THEY nearly killed Melan and Jarren.
[Orthur]: DUN'T YE UNDERSTAND! Ye sit their cryin', ye've just lost yer sister, hrm? Well I lost a family member too, Adenah, an' I knew Timna long before ye did. I deserve my time wit' 'er. I dun't care.
[Adenah]: YOU SAW HER WORDS
[Adenah]: RESPECT THAT

Adenah wheezes a ragged breath, holding her bandaged hand on her chest a moment.

[Aetherel]: Elder...
[Orthur]: I'll respect them when they're spoken te me.
[Orthur]: IF YE SAY ANOTHER FUCKIN' WORD LIONSCLAW, SO 'ELP ME!
[Orthur]: IT'S NOUT TE DO WIT' YE!
[Adenah]: HE IS ARATHORIAN![i]
[Aetherel]: [i]If ye dun' care-... Wha'? It's go everythin' tae do with me, Elder![i]
[Adenah]: [i]HE FOUGHT FOR HER, NEARLY DIED FOR HER!
[Aetherel]: I nearly died fer Timna. D'ye think I don' care?
[Orthur]: I don't care, yer nut Family, this is a matter o' Family. Now shoo, before I really lose my temper.
[Adenah]: He IS family, we're ONE nation!
[Orthur]: Oh shut yer mouth, feckin' 'ell...

Adenah glares fiercely at Orthur.

[Aetherel]: Stay, Adenah.
[Aetherel]: Please.
[Adenah]: Let him .. he's going the wrong way.
[Aetherel]: It's no' jus' tha'. There's forsaken in the area.

Velarid peers at the two.
[Velarid]: Everything okay?

[Adenah]: He'll .. be fine.
[Aetherel]: Sir if she tried t' follow, please stop 'er.

Adenah slowly turns around, her feet digging down while she sways once.

[Velarid]: Eh?..
[Velarid]: Follow who
[Adenah]: ...

Velarid tries to grab onto Adenah before she can run after.

Adenah staggers forward, nearly tripping over her own feet with another dizzy groan.
Adenah is grabbed.

Velarid holds onto her gently, steadying her.
[Velarid]: Dont... youre weak and you need to rest miss.

Adenah shakes her head several times, biting her lip while she looks ahead. Tears starting to stream down her face again while her body trembles faintly.

Aetherel grunts.

Velarid peers at Aetherel searchingly.

[Aetherel]: He was jus'... standin' there. Looks like 'e's thinkin'.
[Velarid]: Noone should go alone out here, its dangerous...

Adenah relaxes somwhat visibly, her pale face stained with fresh tears.

[Velarid]: Take care of her.. please.
[Aetherel]: He's no' far off. An' 'e can 'andle 'imself.
[Aetherel]: I will. Give us some room.
[Velarid]: I will go look.
[Aetherel]: Sheenah, go back.
[Velarid]: In what direction did he go

Aetherel nods at his lion which makes a sound and then runs back to the fort.
[Aetherel]: Tha' way.
Aetherel nods over his shoulder.
[Aetherel]: C'mon.
Aetherel pulls his scarf down again.

[Adenah: I ...
[Adenah]: My head ...
[Aetherel]: I know. 's jus' go an' watch the sea.
[Aetherel]: Calm down a bi'.

Aetherel offers an for her to support herself on.
Adenah doesn't even manage a proper smile, grabbing the arm to cling onto while trying to steady her steps.

Frulamin lets out a hacking cough.

Aetherel sets his bow down in the grass and turns around.

Adenah releases his arm, staggering forward before slouching down to sit, staring ahead blankly.

[Frulamin]: Adenah.
[Frulamin]: Timna is with the Forsaken, for that's where she'll run. Venturing to the Manor will simply have you all killed, including her.

Adenah doesn't respond, her gaze remaining locked ahead with a shaky sniffle before she slowly turns her head, making a grimace.
[Adenah]: I know ..

[Frulamin]: And... Adenah. Make sure she doesn't die, will you?
Aetherel turns around to talk up to Adenah, sitting down by her.

[Adenah]: There's nothing .. I can do Dusk.
[Frulamin]: Don't doubt it. You'll see, you will all see. All in due time.
[Frulamin]: But for now she must be left alone.

Jarren quirks an eyebrow.

[Frulamin]: Before I go, Adenah.
[Adenah]: I .. -know- Dusk.
[Frulamin]: When you see her...

Adenah bites her lip, shaking her head while already staring ahead again.
[Adenah]: I won't see her ...
[Frulamin]: You will. You bloody will.

Aetherel sighs and runs a hand through his hair and hangs his head.
Jarren crouches, wincing in discomfort.
[Jarren]: I missed somethin' serious this time, didn' I?

[Frulamin]: Tell her that I will... always consider her as a sister. Always. No matter what. Even in death.

Aetherel glances at Jarren and nods.

Adenah closes her eyes and pushes herself onto her feet, swaying dangerously while she peers into Dusk's direction.

[Frulamin]: And take care of... yourself. We won't meet again.

[Adenah]: What .. is it THAT NOBODY UNDERSTANDS? .. She is GONE .. GONE!
[Adenah]: I WON'T see her .. I CAN'T

Jarren throws a questioning look at Melan.
[Aetherel]: Adenah.

Frulamin shakes his head slowly.
[Aetherel]: Look, I know. It's fecked up. Bu' ye need t' calm down.
Frulamin clenches his fists.

Adenah wipes her arm into her face, shaking while rubbing her hand into her eyes.

[Frulamin]: Get a hold of yourself, Adenah. You will be needed.

Frulamin turns on the soles of his boots, sneering.

[Aetherel]: C'mon, Adenah. Si'.
[Frulamin]: Adenah. If we meet again. Don't hesitate to slay me, for I will not be myself. I will be with Garodin.

Adenah stares at Dusk's back, taking a deep breath while she stands rigid. Blinking while staring at Dusk and suddenly glaring, her voice breaking.

Aetherel spins around to glare at Dusk.

[Jarren]: Th'feck is wrong with ye man?
[Adenah]: ... Everyone ...do I .. have to lose EVERYONE ..

Aetherel growls.
[Aetherel]: [hushed] D'ye 'ave no conciousness?
[Aetherel]: [hushed] She's goin' through 'ell righ' now.

Frulamin shakes his head.

Jarren runs a hand through his hair, then scratches at his bandaged leg in annoyance.

[Frulamin]: You are not losing anything of importance, Adenah. I am a shadow infested cur. My death is inevitable.

Jarren covers his face with his palm.

[Frulamin]: My vigil is over.
][Jarren]: Yer not helpin'
[Aetherel]: Jus' leave.
[Frulamin]: I shall.

Adenah stands motionless and speechless. Her face drained from colour and swollen from her crying while she starts to shake her head after a while again, managing a choked sob while tremors start to run down her spine, making her stagger a step.

Jarren glances sideways and attempts to offer her an arm to lean on.

[Frulamin]: May the Light have mercy on my soul.
[Adenah]: ... Just like Ma' .. and Gaze .. my Aunt .. nearly Pa' .. my sister .. and now you? .. FECK YE DUSK

Aetherel sighs deeply and hangs his head.
[Aetherel]: The feck... is goin' on...
[Jarren]: Took the words out o' me mouth..
[Aetherel]: Can I borrow ye, Jar?

Jarren throws a concerned glance at Adenah, then nods.
[Jarren]: Aye, fer a minute...
[Aetherel]: Jus' one.
Adenah 's legs give in, falling down into a heep to sit, shuffling around to burry her head into her hands.