Fairies… Nasty Creatures (GANONDORF)

Indilwen Tangathor was a small, slim Elven female who didn't really know how to live without over thinking everything. She knew how to fight, mind you, but she would rather bury her pale nose in a book and learn more about different cultures around the world. Her studies had led her repeatedly the the Fairies Wood, in hopes that she would be able to discover the most amazing of fairy traditions; a fairy wedding.

The fairies in these woods were not like the others. These were more mischievous and sometimes even hostile, changing their forms more often and having much more fun while in groups. Not many 'belonged' to anyone, the few who did were no longer welcomed. Indilwen was lucky she had gotten their approval to stay in the wood and study them for as long as she had been.

Being days early for the wedding, Indilwen was not sure as to what she should be doing. She sat at the base of a large tree and looked around, admiring the balls of light that fluttered about above her. It was relaxing, but the air was heavy. The woods had always had a rather eerie feel to it, but the blue haired she-elf was accustomed to that now. She didn't say a single word, just examined her surroundings.

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Krieger slowly walked through the woods. His garb was covered in both wet and drying blood and torn in several places. He had gotten back from a mission that went terribly wrong. He was protecting a woman and her kids from a local gang. Thankfully the family was ok but the same could not be said for him. "Damn gangs." he spat moving a branch out of his way to continue on. That's when he spotted the elven girl. He knew he must've looked terrifying. His assassins robes were torn and bloody and he looked like he fought the kings army by himself. "You there." he said pointing at the elf.

Her heightened sense of hearing was what clued Indilwen to the stranger's presence first. Whoever he was, he didn't seem to be very happy. Ever so calm, Indilwen's purple-blue gaze shifted as she watched the man approach, taking his robes into consideration. It was a little disturbing, yes, but with a brother who had been as scarred as Ilyndrathyl was as she found him lying there on the beach, bloodied and battered, she had learned to not be surprised at all of the bloodshed that happened locally.

She didn't know what he could have possibly wanted from her, but Indilwen's eyes shone with intelligence. Was he going to ask for help? Indilwen figured that was the case, because honestly he looked pretty shitty.

"Yes?" The word was quiet, barely audible. Indilwen had always been relatively soft-spoken, but if he meant her no harm she would surely speak up.

Krieger breathed heavily. The loss of blood was getting to him. "Do you... Do you know..." he paused and took a few steps forward "Medic... Doctor nurse anything..." he said slowly as his last bits of energy left him. "I..." he fell to his knees and collapsed face first into the ground and groaned weakly "Damn...." he muttered "Not like this... Please not like this" he hoped... No prayed the woman could help him in some way. She had to be able to do Something to help him.

Smaller than she appeared to be, Indilwen got to her feet and hastily arrived at the man's side. She herself was a brilliantly skilled white mage, her natural abilities making her the prime person for the task at hand. Without a second of further hesitation, she rolled the man over onto his back and began to glow faintly with the power within. She placed her milky white hands on the assassin's chest and began to let her energy flow, healing him just enough to prevent further blood loss. With a deep breath, she opened her eyes, face emotionless.

"No more bleeding, but you're in bad shape. I suggest taking a moment to rest here so you'll feel better." Indilwen smiled ever so slightly, pulling a chocolate truffle from her bag. "Eat this. It might help." She offered the chocolate to the man, still kneeling beside him.

After a few brief moments Krieger opened his eyes slowly "Th-thank you." he muttered with a small smile. He was infinitely glad this woman was here to help him for without her death would've been his fate. She was a good white mage to say the least. Stopping that much bleeding was not easy. That he knew from experience. "You're pretty good just like my wife. Isabel." he paused and gave the name a chance to sink in "Ever hear of her? She's a nice Kokiri women but her kind never did like her." he looked up at the womans face and she was cute but then he saw it. Her ears. "Oh so you're an elf?" he asked with a polite smile.

((Totally forgot he disliked elves. Then I read that last line and was like… ohohoho dang.))

Indilwen nodded as her way of saying 'you're welcome' and remained where she was. He was definitely lucky she was present as he would have likely died had she not been. When he mentioned the name Isabel, a memory of her brief time with the Kokiri occurred. Yes, she had heard of her. She was all the rage in the Kokiri Forest, though Indilwen had personally never really thought too much of it. She had never met the woman, just knew the lore.

"I spent a few years with the Kokiri. They weren't too appreciative of outsiders. It seemed customary, her treatment." Indilwen didn't think it was humane but she did think that it was due to their society and culture that Isabel was mistreated. She nodded in response to his question as well. She was an elf, born and raised, blue hair and large ears to boot. The image of an elf woman… beside the fact that she was short.

Krieger smiled politely. He would have to play nice with her. Just for now. "I have to thank you yet again for all that you did to help me. So what do you think of Isabel? Did she teach you?" he said slowly sitting up "Oh yeah that hurts." he said clutching his side "Heh getting stabbed sucks don't do it." he said with a weak laugh. "Well I guess It's time for me to introduce myself. The names Krieger. Nice to meet you. " he said with a smile. "What brings you out here? Adventure? Knowledge? Power?"

"I never met her. I was only allowed to hear the local lore." Indilwen herself was an outsider. They weren't going to disclose much more than that to her, she was sure. They were a very secretive people, those child-like Kokiri. She much preferred the fey. She winced when the man tried to sit up, really beginning to doubt his intelligence. You don't just try to sit up after being healed. That's nonsense.

"I wouldn't know what it's like. I do try to avoid conflict at all costs." Indilwen got to her feet and brushed her lilac dress off where there was forest foliage clinging to the material. Dirt and leaves didn't bother her, but she really didn't want to have to do laundry. She allowed the man to introduce himself and nodded when she heard his name. She had heard tell of a white assassin throughout her travels and she was beginning to think that this was that man. "I am Indilwen Tanagathor." The blue haired elf curtseyed politely, head tilted downward. "I am here to continue my studies on the fairies who reside here in the mysterious Fairies Wood."