Elven BlackSmiths (Needs other people)

[Lord Blade Icestorm]

A smile quirked his face and he turned back to them hard. He was barely holding himself in check from killing them. His muscles practically scream telling him to kill them now and fast.  

[Drazilly]

Something else glowed in Drajira's hand.
Suddenly, the tent behind the Orcs ripped and what looked like ninjas came in. From behind the Elves were wolves.
Dont attack them Scar.  

[Lord Blade Icestorm]

He froze in place and glanced from the ninja's, the wolves, and the orcs, then back at her. He didnt move any just watched to see what would happen.  

[Drazilly]

The wolves and ninjas lept up and tore at the Orcs.
Drajira was on her feet.  

[Lord Blade Icestorm]

He leapt to his feet and unsheathed both of his swords. His body tensed in preparation for battle. He knew his blades were useless but he could at least stall them.  

[Drazilly]

The Orc Leader laughed.
'If i am to die here then you shall too!"
He took out a bow and aimed at the top, where wood was holding the giant tent up.
Then it all broke loose.
They were going to be under all of it and they would die.  

[Lord Blade Icestorm]

He decided that this was where he would have some pride in his skills. He summoned the spirit of the elephant to his side and caught the board as it was falling. Though he was still being dragged down he slowed it down long enough for other to get out.  

[Drazilly]

But other bits of wood fell on them.
Drajira glowed.
A pile of wood fell on her. Scar wouldve sworn he saw her turn into ashes.  

[Lord Blade Icestorm]

He failed, and the thought shamed him. The spirit was beginning to fade and he felt his inhuman strength leaving his body. Until at last he could hold it up no longer. With an anguished scream the board fell on top of him.  

[Drazilly]

*An Hour later*  

[Lord Blade Icestorm]

He could feel his life force still pulsing. He couldnt die this way he knew, but the thought of it angered him that he couldnt help her. He had regenrated enough to finally think again. So he called for the spirit of the badger and had a hole dug beneath him and the makings of a tunnel leading away. He came up on the other side slowly looking for enemies, though he had healed mostly he wasnt ready for a good fight yet.  

[Drazilly]

But where was Drajira?  

[Lord Blade Icestorm]

Seeing no enemies he walked over to the remains of the camp. Shifting to were form he knelled down and kept his senses open. He was giving a prayer to the forest spirits to safely guide the spirit to the next life.  

[Drazilly]

The Large Tent they were in burst into flames.  

[Lord Blade Icestorm]

He backed off quickly to not get burned, he could use no fire magic besides his bow so he had no idea how this happened. He unholstered his bow and went into a crouch looking about trying to spot a mage.