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Author:            Raina
Date    Mon Nov  7 18:51:56 2005
Subject  Goblins in Qualinost 

 "Why the extra coins Raina, do you wish for me to wrap a loaf of
bread 
for you to take with you?"  Said the fiery bar maid.  Then
looking to seet 
coins were not golden but steel her mouth agape and eyes widened
a confused 
look crossed her face.   
 
Smiling she shakes her head in response.  "I just wanted you to
have some 
coins so you may replace your...  Clothes with something a little
more 
becoming for you to wear.  I have noticed a certain, handsome man
that 
visits the Inn often and seems to be quite fond of you.  Correct
me if I am 
wrong, but you seem to be fond of him too do you not?  I merely
thought you 
would like to have a new gown to wear in his presence showing him
your 
more...  Feminine side."  Tika blushes deeply but clears her
throat as she 
glances over at the big warrior.  With nervous excitement in her
voice she 
says "Thank you kindly Raina, I will show you my gown once I have
it."  
"Allow me to gather you some food and drink from the kitchen to
take on your 
travels, it is the least I can do Raina."   
 
"I am well equipped with rations and such, I thank you for the
offer dear 
girl, but maybe next time."   
 
With a bow and a slight giggle as she glances over to the large
man and back 
to Tika Raina waves good-bye to the still blushing bar maid and
walks to the 
exit smiling.   
 
Approaching the door Raina feels eyes upon her and a tingle runs
down her 
spine.  She scans the room and notices a dark figure sitting
alone, close by 
the fire and thinks for a moment he was looking at her just
before he 
lowered his hooded face.  By his size she assumes he is a male,
but the dark 
robes he wears have no runes embroidered on them that would mark
him as a 
Mage.  Studying the figure briefly she thinks she would like to
speak with 
him, but then thinks of her men are gathering at this Deciding to
question 
Tika later of the curious man, she leaves the Inn, bouncing down
the 
spiraling steps, to onlookers it would seem she danced down the
stairs, or 
floated.  Walking up to her pet, she gives him a moment to finish
off the 
boar he had just slain for dinner then mounts her gryphon.   
 
The smell of damp soil filling her nose and feeling a cool breeze
blowing in 
from the North East, she knows they will soon meet the rains
since she is 
flying in that particular direction for their meeting.  "Well, my
friend, we 
must be off quickly, in hopes to avoid the brunt of the storm
massing."  She 
urges her gryphon on to the North, knowing he well knows the way
to their 
destination she relaxes and gazes over the dancing tree tops and
listens to 
the peaceful winds blowing.   
 
Suddenly, the pellets of rain begin to bite her skin, causing her
to wrap 
her cloak about her more tightly and lower her head from the
stinging rain.  
The drumming pound of the rain causes her to hear nothing, not
even the 
steady wing beats of her mount, alarming Raina that this is no
ordinary 
storm to come about so suddenly and so brutally.  Trusting her
mount to find 
their way and worrying about her men also having made the flight
she grows 
agitated.  After a few more moments, her mount starts to slow,
signaling 
they must be close.  A loud steady blow from a horn alerts her
instantly, 
then the unmistakable war cries from her fellow Wildrunners and
the sound of 
steel on steel send her into a hot rage as she orders her pet to
land and 
leaps from his back.   
 
As a lioness, stalking her prey with stealth and silence she
slithers into 
the area to see several goblins in hand to hand combat with her
men.  
Sneaking up behind one unfortunate ugly goblin, she stabs him in
the back 
and no sounds escape his lips, then she lays his corpse down
quietly, going 
on to the next one.  Seeing a beam of light to her left and
hearing a scream 
from one of her men, she knows that magic is involved in this
battle, but 
how?  Still sneaking up to the nearest goblin she takes him out
quickly, and 
goes to join Narrel, her clan mate, seeing he is flanked by one
goblin and 
another in front of him.  Standing back to back with Narrel, they
spin and 
turn together in a deadly, graceful dance.   

Author:            Raina
Date    Mon Nov  7 19:02:28 2005
Subject  Goblins in Qualinost part 2

 Raina scans around to see where the magic user may be but then a

blinding light fills her eyes, causing her to grab Narrel and
steady 
herself.  Hearing her men shout in triumph and in pain she has no
idea how 
many goblins are left standing, or where the mage is or how he
got the 
goblins into Qualinost in the first place.  Still swinging her
sword when 
she hears a guttural sound in front of her and slicing down with
her dagger, 
she is able to defend herself.  Suddenly, the gryphons attack
sending the 
goblins fleeing, but the mage is no where to be seen she is told.
  
 
Raina, can you see?  It is I, Narrel, I managed to take a
prisoner and I 
think we should return to our Clan Hall at once and imprison him
and get 
some answers from him."  Narrel takes Raina's arm and leads her
to the hall 
slowly, still scanning for the magic user.  "Did you see the
mage?  Did he 
disappear?  How was he able to sneak the goblin scouts into our
forest 
unnoticed and unhindered?  We have much to discuss as soon as we
are all 
healed and our men are regrouped, we lost Terril and I am very
saddened for 
that, he was trying to defend me while he took the lightning bolt
meant for 
me that blinded me.   
 
Raina puts her hands over her face and sobs uncontrollably,
knowing her men 
can't see her weakness she clears her throat, wipes her face
roughly with 
the hem of her cloak and sighs with a weary smile.  "We will
avenge his 
death my men, and fill the abyss with the vile creatures of evil
once we are 
done with the goblins."   

Author:    Raina          
Date:      Fri Jan  5 09:49:58 2007
Subject     The Past Awaits

 Emerging from her tent to investigate the thunderous sound of
flapping
gryphon wings, Raina greets the messenger after he dismounts and
bows to
her.  The messenger, Talon, waits for an invitation to speak and
then nods
to her as she ushers him inside her tent, then quickly, he begins
to relay
his message.  

Raina is informed that between Qualinost, and Thorbardin, a
relative of the
Uth Matar family had been found dead.  The details were
annoyingly vague,
and left more questions than answers.  Presently, there were
informants
being placed to learn all that was possible of this unexpected
death.  What
was a Thorn Knight doing this close to home, and alone?  Raina
knew that if
there was information to be had, they would soon have it.  

Dismissing the messenger, Raina sinks into thoughts of the past
with a sad
smile upon her face...  

Having been a young orphan, Raina was forced into slavery by her
parents'
murderer, an evil thief named Krat.  She was immediately sold to
the Uth
Matar's and was moved into the Manor, in a room near their
daughter.  As a
child, Ayasana was crippled and Raina was a play mate and slave
to her,
although she never considered herself a slave.  She was treated
fairly and
in time, even felt as though she were part of the family. 
Becoming as close
to Ayasanna as even a sister could, she was comfortable and happy
there in
those years.  

Recalling, with a pang of hurt and loss, when the Dark Queen had
healed her
best friend Ayasana, she had felt unneeded and ignored.  Ayasana
had many
duties keeping them apart and so, in deep sadness, Raina left the
Manor and
her life there one evening to find her own way.  Soon after
leaving, she met
the Half-Elf Snefru, and immediately found her calling and her
new home with
the Wildrunners.  With a sad smile Raina shakes her head, shaking
out the
memories.  She stands slowly and some time later finds herself
pacing the
tent in discontent and deep thought.  Coming to a sudden halt,
she once
again steps out of her tent and sees a Soldier, Sanzo, nearby. 
Calling him
to her with a movement of her head, he arrives and salutes her.  

"I must tend to a very personal matter and will be absent from
the clan for
a few days, maybe more." , She says as he nods to her expressing
understanding.  

"Please see to it that Zyphar is doubly fed and made ready to fly
at dusk,
and that there are supplies to make camp readied as well."  She
says softly
to the Soldier.  

Sanzo nods and quickly turns to see her requests made after she
dismisses
him.  Raina immediately re-enters her tent and begins packing the
few items
and her equipment needed for the trip she will be making alone. 
Penning a
note to Snefru she explains to him that she must leave for a
private matter
and will be gone a few days, but she will be safe and will return
as soon as
matters are tended to.  Removing a ring from a finger on her
right hand, she
dips it into a candle's wax in front of her, and seals the letter
to her
leader.  

"Shimai, it has been too long", she says with a sigh as she sits
in
determination and waits for darkness to claim the day, and
ultimately, for
her lone journey to begin.  


Author:    Raina          
Date:      Fri May 28
15:00:49 2010
Subject     Something brewing...

It was
too small and hidden a place to even have its own place on
the
city map, a gathering place for the worst of the city's
wretches. There were
many dark characters, thugs, sailors,
nobodies, most of which were wanted by
lords or angry families
for heinous crimes. Their fears of walking openly
down the more
civilized parts of Palanthas would get them arrested
were
justified. So, they came here, to a dark hole where they
could gather and
find safety in numbers as well. Not to mention
the Guild hall was
conveniently located 'near enough' to the
Palanthas Docks. 


She knew this place well, but rarely visited
these days. Finding herself in
the Elven Army and a high ranking
member therin, Raina had left her days of
the Palanthas Thief's
Guild behind her. Her days in this dangerous society
were all but
done, and then she received word Lynched Geoffrey himself.
The
message was brief, of course. There was information involving
her and her
little 'pointy eared' friends. "Something is brewing
out there.", that was
all he would allow in the message. 

This
is the only reason she was here...

(to be
continued)

Author:    Raina          
Date:     
Tue Mar 27 11:45:08 2012
Subject     Points of Light Part
IV

With a sigh, Raina plopped down wearily on the
down-stuffed mattress.
Exhaling, she relaxed and took note of the
room which she had been assigned
by King Lorac as her temporary
lodging. Elegant paintings, hand woven
tapestries, and
beautifully hand-carved furniture filled this spacious
room.
"Enough wealth here alone to feed a simple family", she
thought. More at
east in the wide open space of the forest, with
fresh air and room to move,
she felt claustrophobic here.


Reflecting on the day's events, she admitted to herself that
she had won a
small victory in gaining King Lorac's approval to
stay, if only for a short
while, here in the vast Elven city of
Silvanost. The old King was not fond
of the Kagonesti, she being
one of them, he had openly showed dislike for
her race. Raina
found him rude, and obnoxious to a point, and his pride in
his
race and city was tremendous. 

"If only that were your shield,
King Lorac, no force on Krynn could
penetrate it.", she said in
jest to the cold walls of this four-cornered
room. 

Standing,
she decided to leave the building and seek out the others who
came
with her, her family, if not by blood. The bit of
information she gathered
from Lorac during their first
introduction was to be shared with those she
trusted with her
life. The Dark Knights, and their new weapon in this war,
were
too close for comfort. Although King Lorac didn't appear much
concerned
by the threat, she would not take her enemy lightly.


Wrapping her arms around her to ward off the sudden chill she
felt, she once
again sighed, quietly she spoke. "I have much to
do here it seems, and I
must begin with Lorac, may the Gods grant
me the ability to persuade him."
Out of habit she looked up
towards the open sky, to only once again see cold
stone. Throwing
open the heavy door, she hurried out to speak with her
people.


Author:    Raina          
Date:      Thu
Oct  9 11:18:38 2014
Subject     New beginnings and old
friends

The massive Minotaur standing before her
grunted, and nodded his huge,
horned head slightly before turning
away . Rana, taking that as a dismissal
now that their business
was done, smiled and gracefully exited Command
Witrestde's
elaborate and massive tent. Raina had no misconceptions about
the
might and power of their foes then men and women contracted out
through
the mercenaries were worth ten dark knights each..
Commander wit had
connections to many dangerous people and she
only needed the best from him,
which she got .

Having just
received a message on the way to the meeting with Witrestde,
she
had correspondence waiting on her from her mentor, friend,
advisor, he was
so many things and very important to her, Snefru
had argent information.
Dashing to her Griffin who was snapping
at a dwarf who was gawking at him,
she quickly mounted and was
off.

guys I did this from my phone so please overlook the typos
and stuff 

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