Re: Staying for a while?
Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 9:05 pm
A fire lights up in Dorian's eyes the essence of a storyteller is felt in the room he starts off.
"I had once known a man, sent out by his people to save others of the same kind, with him followed his father, his brother and a number of powerful warriors. They all had been tried countless times, but one night, one of their seers sensed danger so they made camp in the night, on many nights when in the darkness the two brothers would go out on horseback, riding. On this terrifying night they were racing with no care of danger, they were not afraid. Each could protect themselves and each other. As I said they were racing through the forest and they had both felt that something was wrong, that they should go back, they had gone too far. So they raced back fearing for what might be happening with others. They both were the leader’s son and one had the most powerful will in the study of magic and the other the strength and swordsmanship of a battle made warrior. When they finally reached the camp, there were creatures of shadow that they had never seen before, they were taken aback. Most of their strongest warriors were already dead. Their father was trained to be a grandmaster in both the magic’s and the sword. He had fought and won countless battles. They raced toward their father, seeing that his comrades were falling around him. As they ran, they vanquished few shadows on the way. They were almost to their father. All of his brothers around him had passed. As we ran the shadows were enclosing on him, he saw us running and screamed with such anger and fear for us to leave, telling us to save the other people in danger, to continue on without him and save themselves. He had said that the people were dead and there were no other lives to save but our own. We left, never turning back to acknowledge the screams of pain and the battle cries of a warrior, a true hero. The two finally were nearing the other people that they were supposed to save, they came across a pack of werewolves that were attacking a young Sylvani girl being attacked. Without a second thought, the man of the sword killed the attacker and went after the next werewolf with no mercy. His brother, at his side killing their foes without breaking a sweat. After they had finished their enemies, the man of the sword went to girl to make sure that she was alright. She was indeed, unconscious but okay. The moment the man of the sword had laid eyes upon this girl he was instantly and madly in love with her. His brother was burning the werewolves bodies as the unnamed girl was waking. She at once was alert and drew her sword, the warrior at once dropped all of his weapons saying the he was only a friend, that he only wanted to help her. She was hard to convince but he eventually won her over. They continued on foot toward the people who turned out to be her people, when the swordsman’s brother sensed danger at the place we had been going and he said that he could handle it, and for the swordsman and this girl should go on to safety. So the swordsman and his new found love continued to the nearest town to hear word of her mother and sisters.
"I had once known a man, sent out by his people to save others of the same kind, with him followed his father, his brother and a number of powerful warriors. They all had been tried countless times, but one night, one of their seers sensed danger so they made camp in the night, on many nights when in the darkness the two brothers would go out on horseback, riding. On this terrifying night they were racing with no care of danger, they were not afraid. Each could protect themselves and each other. As I said they were racing through the forest and they had both felt that something was wrong, that they should go back, they had gone too far. So they raced back fearing for what might be happening with others. They both were the leader’s son and one had the most powerful will in the study of magic and the other the strength and swordsmanship of a battle made warrior. When they finally reached the camp, there were creatures of shadow that they had never seen before, they were taken aback. Most of their strongest warriors were already dead. Their father was trained to be a grandmaster in both the magic’s and the sword. He had fought and won countless battles. They raced toward their father, seeing that his comrades were falling around him. As they ran, they vanquished few shadows on the way. They were almost to their father. All of his brothers around him had passed. As we ran the shadows were enclosing on him, he saw us running and screamed with such anger and fear for us to leave, telling us to save the other people in danger, to continue on without him and save themselves. He had said that the people were dead and there were no other lives to save but our own. We left, never turning back to acknowledge the screams of pain and the battle cries of a warrior, a true hero. The two finally were nearing the other people that they were supposed to save, they came across a pack of werewolves that were attacking a young Sylvani girl being attacked. Without a second thought, the man of the sword killed the attacker and went after the next werewolf with no mercy. His brother, at his side killing their foes without breaking a sweat. After they had finished their enemies, the man of the sword went to girl to make sure that she was alright. She was indeed, unconscious but okay. The moment the man of the sword had laid eyes upon this girl he was instantly and madly in love with her. His brother was burning the werewolves bodies as the unnamed girl was waking. She at once was alert and drew her sword, the warrior at once dropped all of his weapons saying the he was only a friend, that he only wanted to help her. She was hard to convince but he eventually won her over. They continued on foot toward the people who turned out to be her people, when the swordsman’s brother sensed danger at the place we had been going and he said that he could handle it, and for the swordsman and this girl should go on to safety. So the swordsman and his new found love continued to the nearest town to hear word of her mother and sisters.