The hunky figure walks a well practiced route through the graves, head lowered, feet finding their own way ahead. His turns never bring a raise to his head, nor a hesitation to his step. He had been here many times before and would be back many times again. His path would seem eradict to an onlooker, but each turn offered him a view of where he had come from double checking that he had no one following him. This was a routine that he developed over the years and even though he wasn't on the run old habits tended to die hard.

The temperature the last few nights has been on a steady drop indicating the coming of winter a time that he used to enjoy, but this had not been the case for sometime. As if lost in thought he hesitates for a moment infront of a blank headstone before turning to face it. He stands there, a brief whisper of breath fogging in the night air. Slowly a hand reaches out from under his cloak, brushing away the reminents of springs passing.

"How's it going old man?" Mowen whispers, dropping to one knee he continues to clear away the debris that has accumulated over the past years, "It's been a while since I've been out here." he says, reaching up with his hand. A gently breeze blows through the area, causing a few strands to sweep across his face, "I guess you probably know about everything that's been going on. I used to always wonder how you could do that." he says, chuckling slightly as tears formed in his eyes, "Well enough about me, " Mowen says pulling a small glass figurine of a cat, "Happy birthday father. I saw this in one of the many shops that I happened to come across in my journeys. Looks just like Tilly (his cousin) doesn't it father?" he asks, gently setting it down upon the tombstone.

A single tear begins to roll down his face, he moves his right hand up and catches it on the edge of his first finger. He moves his finger towards the tombstone, touching it to the bare face, the drop absorbing quickly into the rock. He quickly breathes in through his nose, sniffling a bit, "Well gotta go father, you know me always busy with something." Mowen says smiling. Smoothly he stands, "Until next time." he whispers turning from the tombstone. Slowly he retraces his steps back towards the graveyard's exit.

Two dark grey eyes watched as a figure approached a tombstone and seemed to be visiting one past on. The eyes watched as the figure who owned them blended with the shadows of the forest. The eyes changed into a blue grey suddenly as if they were never before grey in the first place and the figure took a step towards the blurry figure. It was Kli, again hiding in the shadows even though she knew soon she would be seen. It was inevitable, she seemed to always be found out before her eyes could see clearly the person in front of her. Her pale, soft skin was hidden underneath a white skirt and shirt, sandals, and an old worn down cloak that seemed to be almost a keepsake. A sword hung loosely on a belt around her waist under her cloak and her black and red hair grew out a little lower than her shoulders. She reached a watching distance but it was hard to make out the figure even then. She tilted her head, leaning against a tree as she observed what she seemed to always run into; men. They were as strange as they were oddly familiar to her. She was out from the shadows, mostly in sight, except for her wishes to just watch life from afar like a theater production.

"So, who died? What happened? Hate or love the person?" Kli asked. She wasn't herself, but the curious double that seemed to chime in whenever Kli wasn't watching out for her. "Oh.. I'm sorry.. I shouldn't have asked.. It was quite stupid for being so bold and rude.. I mean, I've already noticed a question or two from what you said.." She said, taking a few steps towards the tombstone. "You know, I don't think that being all shifty eyed like you were on the run helped you much. Not that I followed you or anything, but it'll probably just attract negative attention if I do say so myself. It happens and then people wonder why they get caught with whatever it is that they have done.." She said. She put her pale hands into her cloak pockets, looking at the tombstone. "It's funny.. I saw this all before.." She said quietly. "Well, I'd be very careful if I were you.. There are creatures on the loose. They are comming in a swarm.." She said. "I wouldn't visit for too long there.." She said, turning and starting off. "They come moment by moment, all too soon.." Lately she has been seeing into her own future, and also others. Sometimes it is in the past or present though, so she takes a long leap in saying they are comming, but she seems to have an eerie feeling crawling down her spine.

Mowen walking to the exit noticed a beautiful woman in the distant, how he said to his father he is always busy with something... and there he is walking in her direction. She made all that questions and all that conversation that Mowen stayed a little paralysed! When he took a deep breath, he saw that he was in front of a beautiful woman with very interesting characteristics. *Gently bow* "No problem my lady I can answer all of your questions, to you i am an open diary! I mean in such beauty woman I will not be rude or a deception!" Mowen stops to take a deep breath to be capable to speak about his father " I came here every year in this precisely day, my father does birthday in this night! And i come here to speak a little with him!" A tear was coming to his eyes but he took another deep breath and continues talking "He died in a great war defending this city!" His voice shacked a little "Oh well this is why i am here. And you my lady why walking in the night in such place? Come to see a familiar too? Or other person?" Mowen looks to every direction to see if it was everything ok! It's appeared to be peaceful to his elf eyes. Mowen noticed she was a little bit strange "Something wrong my Lady?"

The full moon appeared behind the night clouds bringing a blue light to the graveyard! Some strange noises was heard... a strange energy and wind was felt in them skin. "We might be going now my Lady we can talk in other place."
Mowen waits for her answer with curiosity... "Oh I almost forgot I am Mowen a High Elf happy to find such a gorgeous woman!"

Kli listened to him quietly. "I see that you loved your father... You are lucky for such small but delighted things that sometimes cannot be for another. "I am sure he would happy that you are so determined to visit him on this occasion. I've never talked to the dead though, it's never seemed apealing to me. I do not visit, I do not look back, it is death that's a part of life and death seems so final at times that I do not feel it is worth such despair.." She said quietly. "I'm sure that he had a happy life by what I see in you." She said, comforting him in her odd way. "I am no lady, sir, but a human being. A lady would most likely have a guard by her side, and as you can see I'm not that way anymore.." She said with a slight laugh. "I came here to see if my visions are true or false.." She said. "Even though I cannot help but to see the gravestone I never was able to see with my own two eyes. You wouldn't be interested though, the gravestone doesn't seem to have any meaning behind its visit." She was quiet. "They still draw near." She said. "I came here to fix the problem that was given to me in a vision of divinity from my own future. This time I will be ready for the fight. I suggest you not stay too close to me.. I have a little spell that wouldn't do to well for you to be to close to.." She said. She used telekinesis to move him farther from her. "The name us Kli by the way.." She said, watching the creatures draw close.

As soon the creatures drew near she released Arcane fire, killing most of the swarm and the rest ran. She looked at the bodies quietly, they were of orc kind. Orcs weren't exactly one of those races where you actually like them, and Kli wished their pitiful lives to be laid to rest forever. "May the dead stay where they are.." She whispered to the darkness. Her eyes danced along the horizon as she walked up towards a tombstone. Her pale fingers fingered the letters on her mothers tombstone quietly. She smiled. "In a way you're lucky.." She joked to herself. "I think.."

Mowen stay quite listening her "So sadness in you word my lady, I will not give up to meet you well. I insist!" Strange look to her "I see in you a Lady not a simple human being! Perhaps our ideas of a lady its different! No one can be so assure to be not a lady if her destiny through her give it a goddess beauty and I am talking about you my Lady..." His eyes shine deeply in a light energy.
"If you don’t mind I may sing it to you:

As you watch her sitting there,
You see the tears fall from her face sliding into her hair,
As she thinks of the times you spent together,
And how things will never be the way they were.
You watch her wipe away the tears,
And you wish you could show her it’s you that cares,
But there’s nothing you can do to make this ok,
You wonna take her hand and tell her it’ll work out some way,
But your icy fingers send shivers down her spine,
And as she walks away you just want to take hold of her and tell her things will be fine,
You want to tell her that you’ll always be there watching over her,
That you’ll never leave her side and you’ll always love her,
But as you say the words they echo through the air,
And as you walk over to her to run your fingers through her hair,
She turns away and more tears flow from her eyes,
And you wish you could comfort her while she cries,
And as you watch her tears fall everything becomes dark and you fade away,
And you whisper that you’ll be watching over her everyday…

As you insist My Lady i shall wait for your battle ends, i will stay in the shadow waiting for your victory!" Mowen maybe was getting in love... But he waits for her destiny to talk with her later and if necessary he will help her. Mowen follow her to her destiny...

"It is not sadness, sir." She said simply. "I loathe sadness, I avoid it at all costs. Sadness would seem that I pitty myself as so many others have done. No, sir, not sadness.." She said quietly. "What I mean, in a human being, is that I am not what I believe is a lady. A lady must care about being proper, curteous, and never really use her mind. For me, being a lady means that they are only for beauty and gracefulness. They are grown only to think of marriage and children, never magic and warfare.." She said with a slight laugh. "I am a woman, a child, and a human being, certainly not a lady. Beauty is about as worthless as a statue. Sure, it can mesmorize a large group of people, but it does nothing. Everyone mistakes beauty for the worthless outside and not the inside.." She said. "As you might have noticed or guessed I don't take compliments very well.." She said, looking at the name on the tombstone: 'Helena, Queen of Lorian'. She sighed slightly, hearing the song. "A very lovely song it is.." She said quietly, putting her hands in her pockets.

"You do not need to hide, my battle is over.." She said quietly. "They will not be comming back any time soon.. The ones left over will most likely tell the others and be killed for their stupidity. None are allowed to cower, they will most likely will be killed for failure and the others will try another way to get through.." She said, using her foot to sketch a symbol in the dirt of her mothers grave. "If you don't mind I would not like you to keep calling me 'my lady', reminds me of something that I don't wish to remember when I'm in a cematery much less anywhere else. It's Kli if you do not mind.." She sighed. Her eyes wandered to all the other tombstones and she felt calm.

Mowen hearing all this was just remembering that he didn't have met his mother, he had no sad with that after all he never met her, she could be bad or good... why to discover something that can be bad to us. If i am happy right i am... he thought! "Yes my La... I am sorry, I mean Miss kli! To me a Lady its a woman intelligent like you are, a woman that can do her actions by the good side, in the light of gods! That its a Lady, and if she is beautiful physically better than but that it's just secondary... I will respect you, I will call you only Miss Kli then!" Mowen stops talking waiting to see her better... her eyes... her hair... something inside of her was making Mowen feel strange... something that he never felt
Are this love??,
was the questioned that prevailed in his head! "So... what are you going to do Miss Kli?? Want some help with something?" Mowen waited excited for her answer!

"Well, everyone must have their own seperate opinion either that or they are not themselves." She said, taking her foot from the dirt quietly. "Thank you for calling me only what I am and not anything more." She said, satisfied with the name that he has said to call her from now on. Actually, she wished him to only call her Kli and nothing else, but she wouldn't push it. She wasn't the kind to not take comprimise. She knew she couldn't have everything she wanted and she was perfectly fine with what she could get. Her blue grey eyes danced along the horizon before looking at the full moon. I surely picked a good day to go to a cemetary! She thought to herself sarcastically, she seemed to be entraced. Think of all the werewolves and creatures that seem to always come with it.. She sighed quietly before snapping out of her trance. Her eyes went to Mowen. "It's not a good place to be tonight.." She said quietly. "A cemetary is no place to be when there's a full moon. Not only do vampires come out at night, but people with the curse turn into werewolves with nights with the full moon.. I believe I'm going to get out of here pretty soon.." She said. "Thank you, but I do not believe I need help with anything.." As she finished up she let her hands curl up in her pockets as she headed toward the gate quietly. "I wouldn't suggest you staying too long either.."

Mowen was always looking to her! He couldn't look to other way... nothing there was really beauty to be looked... only her... her with herself!! Mowen stayed looking to her even when she talks to him even when she not looks to him! Mowen stayed there watching her walking to one of the exits of the graveyard! "WE WILL SEE SOON!.... BYE BECAREFUL! ... I hope so we meet again." *deep breath*... Mowen stayed there looking to her he only moves when she disappeared in the horizon. Mowen stayed there about one hour looking to the full moon... He sat down... take deep breaths and thought about her! He was really in love... "Oh my I have to go... I have to work." In a rush Mowen remembered his work, he must find some bandits to chase or even to kill! "I hope that they accept me like a Bounty Hunter!" He whispered... He begin to walk with his empty stomach *GRRHGROUUUNGHCH* "OOOOOOH My stomach.. I am starving!" And he goes to the north exit!