[i just wanted to say that i love to read rour forums. yes, i have noticed that stories written here are written in polish, but it cannot stop me reading them :) i don't understand everything, actually i probably miss a lot, but still i can enjoy enough of them... so i wanted to thank you. this is something i sometimes miss in regiment's population, the will and interest to play this way. thank you for it. if you didn't mind, time by time, i would like to add something, just to refresh myself and free me from everyday's troubles with ally. i am just bespelled by your company :) ]

Her lips changed to stright thin line, she was pale by anger. "You must be kidding!" she looked at Teutonic almost with hate, than she looked at consciousless little buffalo again. "You must be kidding!! How could you?!"
"It's beast like any other," he shrugged without interest.
"How could you, you... you... ty pitomče! Jak můźeš chtít zabít něco tak krásného?!" she fell to her homeland's language. "Jak ty bezcitný, nemoźný -" she silently wholed almost like an animal and slapped him with strenght that surprised him. "Go away! Don't come on my sight again!"
Orc turned back and walked away. "You are hysterical without reason." When she threw a small stone and hitted his back, he leaved much faster.
"Kravičko..." elven girl kneeled at little cow and started to caress its fluffy fur. The beast was breathing hardly, heartbeats slower and slower. Girl took its soft muzzle to hands and closed.
Blessed One... save life of innocent.
Gentle red circles of light appeared around the two of them, beast opened its eyes full of fear and surprise. It jumped up and wildly threw elven girl away - then it ran to close bushes and disappeared.
"Ty malý chlupatý pako!" she cried at him painfully - the impact was quite hard, not very pleasant - but then her voice soften, "I am glad you feel better..."
When she walked up the hill, she limped slightly. Yes, she could take care of it, but... not now. Later. She sit on old ruined wall and watched herds of little alpine cows, till the soft rays of afternoon sun and sweet scent of mountain flowers made her asleep.