Medieval/Renaissance FANTASY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [Inactive since 28/04/2013]

[Untamable]

Alright! *Le It's Morning Time!*))

Grayson held his bow in his hand, his quiver on his back, full of arrows. He was walking to his favorite tree, which offered a perfect vantage point for hunting. He stepped quietly through the tree's, not wanting to scare away any prey that was nearby. The leaves rustled quietly beneath his feet. Through the darkened bark, Grayson saw a couple of people on the ground. He stopped and cocked his head to the side, listening for signs of life.

[daiseydd]

She wakes up and sees blood has soaked through the bandage on her leg

[Untamable]

As the girl figure started to stir, Grayson reached his arm over his back, lightly grabbing an arrow by the feathers. He took a couple of steps forward. "Who are you?" he asked, narrowing his eyes.

[daiseydd]

She just stares at him trying to shake the others awake. She doesn't make a single sound

[Untamable]

Grayson pulled the arrow out of the quiver and put it against the string. "One more time, who are you?" He asked sharply. His short blonde hair fell into his eyes, causing him to shake his head to regain clear vision.

[daiseydd]

She attempts to sign to him frantic in her signing. She taps her throat and shakes her head her eyes very sad

[Untamable]

Grayson frowned and pulled the bow back taunt. She apparently couldn't talk, which was a deformity. And deformity meant weakness. There was no room for weakness in the world. "Y'all are on our land." he said finally.

[daiseydd]

She cowers under him trembling. Her own bow and quiver were too far away to help her. She cries silently expecting death

[daiseydd]

So um, continue?))

[Laughless]

Sorry. OLA!)) Lux's eyes shot open, and he instantly grabbed onto his sword. He jumped up, standing and pointing the long sword at Grayson. He looked at Gwen, absolutely confused. "What's going on?" He questioned, watching Grayson carefully.