Anders had been looking for him. He'd heard rumors, after the elf went missing, but there were so many of them, he wasn't able to pin down a concrete path.
But he was going to find Anders, and he was going to rip Danarius limb from limb once he found the man.
It had taken him too long to find where Danarius was staying. After that, it was just a matter of sneaking in, trying to find Fenris.
*The elf has curled himself up into a naked ball of elf at the foot of Danarius' bed, shivering in the night air, pressing into the carpet. The blood magic makes all his movements sluggish, but his mind is still working, fighting.*
Because Nate can't resist a good rescue ;Dnoble_nateNovember 1 2011, 15:53:25 UTC
Nathaniel creeps into the room, his feet barely a whisper on the floor. He pauses a moment, letting his eyes adjust to the darkness and taking stock of the room.
He ignores the elf on the floor for the time being, instead moving to the figure lying prone on the bed. In a matter of moments, the man's throat is slit, his life's blood fountaining up out of him.
Then he is at Fenris' side, kneeling next to him. "Fenris..."
Nathaniel hastily cuts the ropes binding Fenris' hands and picks the lock on the chains. He grabs a healing potion from his pack and holds it up to Fenris' lips. "Drink this." There's no time for Nathaniel to be gentle with the elf--he has no idea how many others were with Danarius, they need to get out of here.
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But he was going to find Anders, and he was going to rip Danarius limb from limb once he found the man.
It had taken him too long to find where Danarius was staying. After that, it was just a matter of sneaking in, trying to find Fenris.
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Anders shudders, fighting the urge to throw up. Seeing Fenris like this, it's...it's unnatural.
He's by the elf's side in an instant, pulling him into his arms.
"I'm here, love...I'm here..."
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*He flicks his green eyes towards Danarius, asleep in the bed, he was commanded to silence, and cannot speak*
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He ignores the elf on the floor for the time being, instead moving to the figure lying prone on the bed. In a matter of moments, the man's throat is slit, his life's blood fountaining up out of him.
Then he is at Fenris' side, kneeling next to him. "Fenris..."
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Nathaniel...
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Mmmmmaster?
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