Elven Bow Oblivion Novels & Stories

The Drulian twirls the whip once more, her eyes glowing violet, before she allows the weapon to disappear. Then, she sets her gaze on Eliana who stands on the gallows. Rage rolls through her, vibrating her tattoos. Raising her left arm, a glimmering bow begins to form from her skin. Once complete, she reaches her other hand forward, pulling back a violet arrow that comes into creation with every move she makes. She pulls the arrow taut, aiming at the noose around the Princess' neck. In her peripheral, Olisnia notes the movement of the human woman that had spoken previously. She pivots towards the lever that releases the door beneath Eliana.

'' NOIR asks in a angry voice . '' What's the meaning behind all of this '' Stella asks . '' Eris say something ?' Arthur pleads . '' What do you want me to say ? i love you ?'' oh so embarrassing she blushes . '' All were shocked to see Eris's strange behaviour . '' Anyway , my daughter has promised i will give you the heavenly bow and spear come with me '' says the elder elf . '' Okay '' saying this Arthur went with him near the river . Elder elf puts his hand in thewater and chants '' oh holy spirit of water and the guardian spirit of elves grant me the permission to weild the heavenly bow and precious arrow '' .

Orcs and mercenaries come out of Eluvene’s spell. Milton grabbed Eluvene by her arm and dragged her after him. He went down the river after the others. They would have to find a way to get rid of Galian and the Orcs. He had no more mana left. Drax and Tizgar followed them. Drax drank two mana potions and attacked the Orcs and mercenaries with Ice Lances. His magic didn’t harm the Orcs, but he killed some mercenaries. Eluvene let her Darkness free, slowing the Orcs.

The elf girl was holding this intricate bow displaying an ombre of colors of pure white, lavender, and icy blue, facing a {Class-Pawn: Barbarian Yellow Tiger}. The size of the creature was three times that of the girl; it had a menacing glint in its eyes as it glared down at the impassive girl standing before it. Maria had a hard time believing that this beast was ranked in the pawn class. Asking herself, how could this girl remain so calm and not show any reaction?

Her gazes linger upon the first tribute. The elf and their paired monster make their way to the very top of the sacrificial pedestal. She is hesitant to travel through the white roses that coat the foundation but the creature that is attached to her arm ensures her safety by petting her arm like she is one of a kind. The four-eye creature looks back at her and gives a soft smile on her lips. "Do not fret sister. This is the start of something new." The siren's voice comes out in a warm and big sister-like tone. The lone elf gives a soft nod and steps to the edge. The elf's gaze laps upon the monster queen herself, Oblika. The queen waves her hand with the air, giving a signal. The pair of si

I could feel the King of Sorrows retreating, weakened by the Priest’s light, but I could also feel the Priest’s killing intent growing. The Priest raised the mace for the final blow. The air around the weapon began to hum, the light turning a blinding, lethal violet. But I didn't look at the Priest. I looked at the shadows behind him. The nine other Elowens—the ghosts of my past lives—were no longer chanting. They were moving. They crawled out of the darkness, their broken limbs snapping and popping as they surrounded the Priest. They weren't the beautiful women they had once been; they were the versions of me that Julian had destroyed. One had a purple ring around her neck. Another had a ho

She was absolutely beautiful, much more beautiful than I considered myself to be. The evil little troll in me wished she was disgusting and 600 pounds overweight. I couldn't help but notice all the pack members glancing at us from time to time. They all wanted to make sure the non-pack member behaved herself with Eddy's mate. Their loyalty was to her now. This princess was the one that they cared about. After all, she’d be the one who outlived me. She was probably a werewolf already, and if she wasn’t she’d be one soon.

I want this token to be remembered for all eternity. 'Are you sure about this, Greko? I heard that he pampered his luna to the moon.' 'Do not tell me that you are getting scared of that whore? The behemoth lost because she summoned the Phoniex from the elven continent. But summoning a supernatural beast like that one needs offering and great strength. I am damn sure that the whore is recuperating right now behind that bastard.'

Our undoing. He looks up and his eyes meet mine for a second. Instinctively, my hand moves to the weight in my inner pockets, but he doesn’t notice the box. Instead, he turns his attention to the wolf. A foreign look slips into his face, but he doesn’t say anything. Then he turns to Gylen as he walks in, returning from scouting the area. ‘Anything?’ He shakes his head. ‘Not even guards. We’re in the clear’. ‘What about Argell and the others?’ ‘In the forest, I ‘spect’. He breathes and rubs his hands. ‘I think we should get back now, there’s only how far I can go under the full moon’. As he says so, his claws protract of their own accord, making him jump. ‘Right. Right, we should’. Gylen look

Out of nowhere, a bone arrow sliced through the air and struck his chest with a sharp hiss. The arrow, upon contact with Jim's blood, glowed a sinister red. His face contorted in pain, and suddenly, his grip failed him as he plummeted from the sky. I dashed forward, my heart racing, and leaped to cover Jim with my body. The Haunts erupted into mocking laughter. "Jim, we've taken apart the bones of the mortal who wanted you dead and crafted them into these arrows. Take one more step and we'll pin you down in front of your own troops!"