Post by Wilkens on Aug 13, 2005 12:07:33 GMT -5
:: It is the darkest hour of the night as the moon is shadowed by the clouds turning the waters to the blackest of black. ::
In the glade the water seems to stop, the night animals suddenly fall silent. In the absolute stillness you can not hear a sound. Then suddenly you hear small stones moving but there is nothing around to be making such a noise. As you listen closely you realize that the sound is coming from a mound that is beside the still water. As you stare at the mound you see a strange glow coming from it and out of the top you see a hand come bursting through the dirt, the rest of the body unfolds its self as the glow gets brighter lighting up the glade. After a few minutes the glow starts to fade and you see standing there a girl, she looks around, and heads out of the glade.
Meanwhile at the songweavers tavern the door flies open and in walks a girl wearing a red robe streaked with dirt and grime. She walks to the bar and glares at the bar keep " ale now " she says in a gravely voice as if she hasnt spoken in a very long time. There is a smell of death coming off her so strong that the ogre sitting next to her wrinkles his nose and moves away from her. The bar keep shudders and quickly gives her an ale then quickly retreats to the other end of the counter, thinks to himself that if he ignores her long enough that she will just leave. Or maybe someone will encourage her to leave before all his patrons get sick.
She looks around the tavern, then turns back to her ale ignoring the patrons that are there. Its as if she is waiting for someone, or was expecting to see someone there. Who she could be waiting for, it is unknown, only time will tell. That is if she doesnt get removed physically from the tavern first.
:: The clouds move on, and the moonlight shines down on the world and the night animals resume their chatter as if nothing strange has happened. And in the glade you see a pile of rubble where once stood a mound, where a wolf once sat and cried to the world the death of a warrior. ::
In the glade the water seems to stop, the night animals suddenly fall silent. In the absolute stillness you can not hear a sound. Then suddenly you hear small stones moving but there is nothing around to be making such a noise. As you listen closely you realize that the sound is coming from a mound that is beside the still water. As you stare at the mound you see a strange glow coming from it and out of the top you see a hand come bursting through the dirt, the rest of the body unfolds its self as the glow gets brighter lighting up the glade. After a few minutes the glow starts to fade and you see standing there a girl, she looks around, and heads out of the glade.
Meanwhile at the songweavers tavern the door flies open and in walks a girl wearing a red robe streaked with dirt and grime. She walks to the bar and glares at the bar keep " ale now " she says in a gravely voice as if she hasnt spoken in a very long time. There is a smell of death coming off her so strong that the ogre sitting next to her wrinkles his nose and moves away from her. The bar keep shudders and quickly gives her an ale then quickly retreats to the other end of the counter, thinks to himself that if he ignores her long enough that she will just leave. Or maybe someone will encourage her to leave before all his patrons get sick.
She looks around the tavern, then turns back to her ale ignoring the patrons that are there. Its as if she is waiting for someone, or was expecting to see someone there. Who she could be waiting for, it is unknown, only time will tell. That is if she doesnt get removed physically from the tavern first.
:: The clouds move on, and the moonlight shines down on the world and the night animals resume their chatter as if nothing strange has happened. And in the glade you see a pile of rubble where once stood a mound, where a wolf once sat and cried to the world the death of a warrior. ::