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| Lydia | Sep 19 2008, 07:32 AM Post #1 |
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Since she had remembered who she was she had taken off and left behind possibly the one and only person who could help her. The man who brought her back into this living hell, her father, or at least that was what he called himself. Wandering around in the wilderness she had never believed that this lonely Assassin of a once great nation would ever find a familiar face, that she would never see a friends so long as she lived, but that was proven to be wrong. The familiar screech was the first thing that had made her look to the sky with watery eyes. To her heats disbelief she had seen the one who's loyalty had stayed with her even in death, Sora, her falcon. Now the two of them were together at last climbing up the side of some ungodly rune. She was not running from those who had killed her, but from that man. He brought her back, thinking he could play god and take away her life that she remembered still, make her a pet, but he was wrong. She knew now of her past, that she was an Assassin, and s good one at that. Still he had made her something else as well, something she didn't want to be. Knowing nothing of Shadowers she had to learn from someone, but first she had to be away from that man. After she was sure he was far behind her then she could try and put her old life back together, and try to figure out her new life, and the powers he warned her that she would gain. Also she had to find her new friend, that raven who seemed to know everything she would do. That wonderful black bird who had helped her out more then any other person. Looking skyward she climbed another step and watched her falcon soar overhead. She had landed not to far away now, that could only mean that she was at the top. Taking the next big step she looked at the flat surface of the broken down world around her, Sora circling overhead screeching at her. Clamoring over fallen stone she finally came to stable ground and raised her arm up over her head. Like an arrow falling her falcon shot from the sky and at the last moment opened her wings, soaring over to her and landing on her arm. "Sora...we made it...this could be our freedom my girl, to put my life back as it was dearest friend." The bird let out a screeched to her in understanding and flapped her wings. "I know girl, I know, I don't like the look of it either." |
 Second chances are Granted to the Grand Tell me this again Father, I just don’t Understand. Make me Someone just like You, I don’t get this I am just New. Book of Brotherhood Theme Song | |
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| Bason | Sep 22 2008, 03:52 AM Post #2 |
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The Town of the Bards, what a quiet happy town. It always made Bason sick, all the humans singing and talking, acting as if they didn't need to worry about the rest of the world. They seemed so happy with the boring, repetative lives they lived. How they could live and anjoy a life so safe Bason would never know. The Lycan stood on the edge of the town, watching the people move about and live boring lives. "They need something to make them view life with more than a passing glance, they need something to put fear of death in them. If humans fear death, they learn to love life." Bason turned from the town and looked towards a cliff, it was a long way down if one fell. The Lycan watched a bird fly through the sky, and make a screeching sound by that Bason judged it was a falcon. They were not uncommon around the Town of the Bards, some kind of magic or something. There was only one spell Bason had learned, and he had never tired to use it in battle. Magic was something that he didn't really care about, "Why bother trying to create something to kill your enemy when you have your own body to use?" It was another thing the Lycan didn't understand. Bason closed his eyes as the wind blew past his face, when he looed past his eyelids again there was a woman standing near the edge of the cliff. Bason blinked a few times, it looked as if she came from nowhere. However there was a falcon on her arm, and then he understood, she had climed up the rock face. Bason stood where he was, not wanting to bother bringing his body closer to hers. Unless she decided to climb back down the cliff she had no choice but to walk towards him. |
 "Truth is like fire. It can heal and destroy, but it never leaves anything it touches unchanged." "Those who hear the Lycan's Call suffer the worst fate of all. The fears of the night come alive, to taunt those who's souls survive." "The good things that come to those who wait are the leftovers from those who got there first." Spoiler: click to toggle
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| Lydia | Sep 25 2008, 07:25 AM Post #3 |
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((ooc: this was suppose to be at the giants runes...oh well, *whistles* I will just pretend it never happened.)) Her eyes focused in on a man at the outskirts of a town. Music and other cheerful sounds seem to radiate from the buildings, lucky that she be the one trapped at a town of happy people. they made her...well okay she was a poet, she could not lie, music made her happy. Sora ruffled her features as she opened her beak and let out a screech. She nodded her head as she got closer to the man. Something in her told her to be weary of this man, then again she was always suspicious of everyone. "hello sir, could you tell me where this is?" She keep her gaze low so as to seem as harmless as possible. Even with a sword strapped to her side and the fact her cloths were made of no manmade material was something she had to try and hide. Perhaps a low gaze could do just that. That and a quiet voice. |
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Second chances are Granted to the Grand Tell me this again Father, I just don’t Understand. Make me Someone just like You, I don’t get this I am just New. Book of Brotherhood Theme Song | |
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| Bason | Sep 26 2008, 06:52 AM Post #4 |
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Bason looked at the swords strapped to the woman's side, it looked like it could do some damage. The curved blade was one of prime make, the Lycan could tell from the design on the hilt. The woman looked harmless, enough. Bason wasn't going to be caught off gaurd by anyone however, his left hand had already slid the hidden dagger down to his palm. "You, My Lady are at the "Town of the Bards" in Varigal on the Island of Fincayra. If you want any other information about this place you have to find out on your own, I just got here myself." Still pressing the cold steel to his palm Bason shifted his left hand to hang down by his side, a better position to strike or block quickly. He had a feeling that he would not need to fight this woman, something inside him, som animal instinct said that she was a friend. |
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