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[arrowonthewind.livejournal.com]

[Anyone out and about this time of night may come across two vaguely familiar figures silently patrolling the halls. They are elves, sure enough, but their eyes are burning red, their hair and skin pallid. Weaponry adorns their black, ornate armor; well-used swords at hips and longbows crafted from bone slung over shoulders. They move with grace and without sound, their fiery eyes nearly unblinking.

Most attempts to flag them down will result in a wary glance and little else, but if any are feeling ambitious, they're more than welcome to try harder.

For the most part, though, they are standing guard outside room 425.

After a time, a voice carries over the journal. It's perhaps a bit familiar, but with a cold echo to it.]

The Dark Lady has not returned yet. Shall we seek her out?

[And another voice, with the same unearthly echo responds.]

Not yet, sister. She will return. Remember -- patience, discipline.

[ooc. loss start!!! vereesa and alleria are now dark rangers. open in person or over the journal!]

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[tomatoandbasil.livejournal.com]

[Someone had a long night in the library and is only now climbing up the stairs to her room. The elf glances over and sees you two standing there, yawning a bit and going to say good evening.

Except why do you look different and are talking all funny and uh oh.]

...Are you alright?

[sworn]

[The youngest Windrunner hears Alleyne coming down the hall, but she hardly reacts until she is directly addressed. Even then, she is greeted with few words.]

Why do you ask?

[arrowonthewind.livejournal.com]

[Of course they're not alright, Alleyne; THEY'RE DEEAAAAADD

Likewise, Alleria does not give much of a reaction until they are directly spoken to.

And even then, her reaction is simply an unblinking, red-eyed stare.]

[tomatoandbasil.livejournal.com]

You two don't look so good.

[A severe understatement.]

[sworn]

[She was willing to play "nice" at first, but when Alleyne says that, Vereesa's defenses kick into high gear and she scowls, eyes narrowing as a low growl forms in the back of her throat. How dare she!]

And you won't either if you do not leave us be.

[arrowonthewind.livejournal.com]

We are as well as is possible. Have you any business with us or are you just wasting our time?

[tomatoandbasil.livejournal.com]

[Okay, yes, something is really wrong now. She's going to stand her ground and snort a bit.]

I cannot check on my allies here? Ones close enough that they'd even deign to call me their kin at this point?

[sworn]

[There's a short scoff that escapes Vereesa's lips at that word.]

"Kin?" I am surprised you would consider the word, given your reaction to our "wellbeing."

[arrowonthewind.livejournal.com]

[Alleria is much calmer than her sister in her reaction, though just as cold.]

You have been a competent ally in times of need, but the Forsaken stand alone. We have no "kin" but our own kind.