occ:yur mean to me making me read all this
i wasn't gone that long ah well i'm skimming though so don't get mad if i screw up.
Ic: Veailsba was over come with shock. Out of no where a strange stringy man rushed into her knocking her to the ground. She simply gazed up at his back as he went running the opposite direction. Unsure if she should follow the unusual fellow, or pretend she'd not even seen him.
After all he could be some kind of illusion sent to set her to wrong path, or possibly a guide to lead her to safety. She had not the pleasure of dealing with such things before hand. Finally after sitting dumbfoundedly on the floor for a good five mins, she decided to toss her better judgment out of the count, and followed in the direction he'd gone.
Carefully she made her way though the vast quantity of traps and snares. A lot slower than he current target had done. And while she'd caught sight of him again a few more times she just couldn't keep up with the risk of setting off traps.
Then just when she'd thought of giving up and heading back the way she came she heard voices. One of which was chattering mindless jabber. She figured maybe this might be the man that bumped into her before. With the thought still fresh in her mind she carefully made her way across a pit of strange snake-like things,and onto a ledge leading to another hallway. With people heading down it.
It looked to her like two men and a young woman. Carefully she took to sneaking behind them. She didn't know if these people where hostile, or even what they were there for. So she was more than a little warry of just walking up and saying hi.
As she continued to observe them she came to piece together that these people were prisoners as well. Which didn't make her feel anymore comfortable than before. She doubted they were all there for the same reason she was. Which meant there was no reason for her to believe they would be friendly to her.
Not many people enjoy the company of a dark elf, and those with lower morals would have no problem trying to kill her for it.
She was so into her thoughts of whether these people were friend or foe, that she stepped right on a trip wire, and a giant mace-like structure swung down from the ceiling threatening to end her then and there.
With no where else to go Veailsba took a bounding leap forward, and landed on top of the head of the mighty weapon, and held onto the bar holding it to the ceiling for dear life, as it continued to swing to and fro.
She might have been rather proud of herself for pulling off such a feat, had she not been so fear stricken at the time.
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