[RPG] [AT][Darka] Bad Dreams

[Kylie]

Her shoulder still throbbed slightly and she held it close to her body 
to try to stop it from bouncing with each step as she trekked to the 
next region.  Pulling out her maps she surveyed the foreign terrain.

"Yasha says not to enter this realm yet" she murmured thoughtfully.  So 
much politics, different realms and rules to learn.  It was so much 
easier on the war island.

Danzi found an overhanging cliff with a bed of scattered pine needles 
underneath, and began setting up camp for the night.  The next leg of 
the journey was long and she was better off being fully rested to make 
it more efficiently.  Also, she noticed ruefully, the ache was beginning 
to spread to her hand.  Although it was early, she covered herself with 
nearby brush and fell into an unsettled sleep.

<i>'Edwin sat in the chair, the bandages swathed across his waist, blood 
seeping through and dripping rhythmically on the floor.  His head 
slumped forward, unmoving.  Danzi moved forward, daggers outstretched, 
"Take them" she begged "I won't hurt you again".  But as she got closer 
his head rolled back, his face showing the blistered sores of the 
plague.  "To be betrayed by you is to have been killed already." he 
rasped.  "No... please understand..." she began to beg.  "To be betrayed 
by you is to have been killed already." he repeated standing up.'</i>

"No Edwin, no!" she cried, kicking the leaves aside while tears streamed 
down her face.

"I'm here" he whispered gently from behind, "Its morning, lets check the 
region before heading out"  She nodded quietly, wrapping her hands 
tightly around her daggers for reassurance.