Elven BlackSmiths (Needs other people)

[Lord Blade Icestorm]

He was surprised Drajira survived, sorry Narim did. He lowered his bow and looked hard at them. Seems they did a larger amount of damage than we would have liked.  

[Drazilly]

"Indeed" Drajira said. "Its night time, i think we should head back to camp"  

[Lord Blade Icestorm]

Glad to see you survived the crash. Interesting magic you used there. Now lets go back to the camp..are there any orcs left?  

[Drazilly]

"yes, plenty. And remember the Orc King is near immortal"
Her eyes shifted to Narim.  

[Lord Blade Icestorm]

Great just what we need an immortal. Well we had better get this started otherwise we might never see the end of this war.  

[Drazilly]

He didnt seem to notice her eyes were directed at Narim.  

[Lord Blade Icestorm]

He turned to the side making sure his back wasnt to the blood sucker.  

[Drazilly]

He had a wierd feeling. He just couldnt put his finger on it.  

[Lord Blade Icestorm]

((sorry messed up there hold one))
He looked with his eyes around him trying to see what he might be missing.  

[Drazilly]

There was only them three as they walked back to camp.
As he didnt eat anything he was hungry.
His reminded him why Drajira did not die of the poison.
What was that 'sugar' she had put in?
What was in her hand?  

[Lord Blade Icestorm]

He glanced from her to him and then back to her. He decided to speak of it later, so he moved foward faster with his bow to scout for enemies. Ever keeping his eye on the vampire.  

[Drazilly]

Night was falling fast. ((OUCH!))  

[Lord Blade Icestorm]

((wasnt it already dark?))  

[Drazilly]

((Its falling faster nao. And that doesnt mean Nyxus is going to fall on you))