The Crystal Kingdom

[poohlive]

Garret looked at the bean. A hundred possibilities, most of them horrible, some of them weird, but a few... a few were actually good. He had heard tales where all of people's dreams had come true for planting one single bean.
He sighed, then again, if someone's life was ended by a bean, how could they come back to tell people about it?
The truth was, he had about a fifty fifty chance. If he planted the bean he either lived or he died.
Garret planted the bean.
Stepping back, he watched as a bright light unfolded throughout the forest. Something warm was felt on his back as the light flew up to the sky. It took form, something physical.
Hey, a dragon. Sweet, he got his own dragon. This was awesome. His own dragon. It was huge, a red one too. The red ones could fly, this was sweet. His own dragon.
What should he call it?
The dragon took one step forward, looking down at him. It quickly drew in a breath. Then, his mouth opened generously revealing rows upon rows of teeth.
It was about that time Garret realized maybe this wasn't a pet. He leapt out of the way as the dragon's firey breath lit up the forest. Tons of things caught fire as Garret reached into his belt pouch.
A long sword and a dagger.
"Come on dragon, it's go time."
A fire proof spell, and two hours of fighting later, Garret watched the dragon slump to the ground, the longsword stuck deep into it's chest. Garret wiped the sweat and blood from his eyes, glancing at the huge body.
He looked around the the fires, a simple rain spell would solve that. In a matter of seconds clouds formed overhead for rain. Garret leaned down next to the huge dragon, sighing.
"Why couldn't you have been a genie?" he asked.
Then, it was gone. Garret looked at the ground, the dragon had just disappeared. It was there, and then, poof, it was gone.
The bag of beans stared back at him. All of his stuff was now in the mud, getting soaking wet. He let the storm clouds go away as he picked up another bean.
"If a dragon's the worse it can do, I should be ok. Besides, something good's bound to come out of here sooner or later."
Taking up his stuff, Garret looked around for his horse. He saw the animal, charred and mangled lying face down in the mud. Sighing, he knelt down and petted his burnt pelt.
"Let the goddess do you justice."
He looked back at the trail. The town was waiting.

 

[DarkTalon]

Lord Dark Talon

He joged for hours Making sure to stay benid them far enought that he went un noticed. He Finnly decide that he should show that he still there He be gan to run Cetch in up to The grupe than slowing to A walkHis dargoon Body Mad him Verey Athletic And And kinda big too.His armor shimmerd in the light of the day
"So how you guys doing " Lord dark talon Said in his deep Booming dragoon voice

 

[The GrandMage]

Lawerence

In his mind, this was just plain silly. He turned to Ariana. "We just doubled in number. Isn't that amazing? And there's still more someplace. This is ridiculous. Next thing, I'll be beating off party members with a stick."

He shook his staff warningly at the dragoon. There was nothing he'd like better than to knock some heads around. And he was still waiting for her response.

He looked around, and then muttered to himself, "If this keeps up, by the time we find the second one, we'll be a caravan complete with jugglers and a fire-breather!"

 

[Lady_Siren]

"My shadow as you put it means no harm. Though I don't know who it is" shrugging as for you. You seem to be a man seeking to glorify himself in front of his queen. Possibly with a hidden agenda. And these people, well no matter what we do they will follow. The goddess works in strange ways" she turns to the other people "as for you people, follow if you must but stay out of my business and my way" with that she gave her horse a nudge and took off at a gallop towards the east and towards the sage.

 

[The GrandMage]

Lawerence

Shan easilly paced the gallop of the other horse. He grunted. "Glory? What use has an old man for glory? And I care not what my Queen thinks of me. I may have been born in Tarten, and I may be one of it's citizens, but I rarelyspend time there. I agreed to this for the danger, the excitment, the quest itself."

He sighed and leaned back, checking in with Domicus only to learn that the way ahead was clear,...for the moment.

He let his mind wander, and began to remember the reason he went on his first quest. Several minutes later, he heard himself muttering Rosella's name, and blinked himself back to the present. He wiped the tears from his face on his shirt sleeve, and noticed he was being watched.

He coughed, and reached into his pack, pulling out a small, wooden flute. He started to play the hauntingly sad melody that went with his thoughts.

 

[Cryo]

"that's beautyfull" meru whispered to herself, turning up the volume in her helmet to hear better. She was tempted to make arti fly directly infront of Ariana when she mentioned not getting in her way, but decided that a random act of Eksenticity would have to wait. For the meantime, all she could do was fly and wait.

She watched as the dragoon ran up from behind. Her helmet computer started spurting out stats about him (none of which she understood so ignored).

A warning sounded in her helmet, and a target appeared on the grid inside the visor. Magnification revieled it to be a group of raiders, pillaging a (of all thing) caravan. She had Arti descend untill it was hovering level with her 3 companions. "Heads up" She shouted. "We've got some raiders up ahead, just past the second hill" She moved untill she was hovering next to Ariana. "What do you want me to do?" Meru asked her.

 

[tmuyo]

enter arithon

Sitting atop my throne, looking downward at my followers. I see one of the follower's shiver after glancing to me. "What scares the lot of you so much?"

They look up startled. Mouths opening, but closing before any words could be coaxed out. Finally a young slave approaches. "Lord, it's your eyes. They have no pupils. It's not natural," the slave girl shrinks in fear of receiving a punishment for speaking the truth.

"My eyes? You fear my eyes?" I walk over toward the slave girl picking her up and carrying her to another chamber.

I plop her down into a plush chair in my private study. The books containing the knowledge I have attained contained in each tome. The walls are lined with bookshelves and tomes of different colors and sizes. Sitting in a seat across the small table from her I ask her, "Tell me why you fear my eyes. She looks around at the books in the room. "Can you read young one?" I ask, in curiosity and half wonderment.

"No sir, well, a little sir." My mum taught me enough to read some and write some, but I've always wanted to read books. "Are you interested in practicing the arts?" "Oh yes sir," she smiles and realizes that she hasn't spoken the answer her lord has been seeking, but I don't have anyone to apprentice to. Her eyes downcast, "a slave cannot be an apprentice to any of the magic users.? I understand as I remember the elf collective council deciding that slaves cannot practice magic or learn.

"We fear your eyes because we can't tell what you are thinking." I think upon her answer a little. Realization takes set. "Do you know why my eyes have no pupils?" The slave girl looks up into her master's eyes; "I've heard stories sir. That you're a demon...but I don't believe them." I laugh loud and hard, "Believe them, I am the worst demon to ever walk the earth, but my eyes look the way they do because my birth is that of our two races." Her brow furrows in trying to glean an answer from his joke. She starts to remember stories she heard about a half-breed. Her brown eyes go wide when she looks back at me, "you're him...master Arithon!" Ever since she had come here she had been told to call him sage or lord or sir. He was the eternal sage of darkness. She never knew his name, but now she understood.

"You're the first one in a few hundred years to know who I am," a smile escaping my lips. I've been known as the 'smiling demon' but that was in the past.?

The slaves eyes go wide with terror.....

 

[Lady_Siren]

Ariana to sensed the danger up ahead. Her hand rubbed her metalic fans. She was trained in almost any type of weapon including hand to hand combat but she perferred her fans. Made of the strongest metal and sharp enough to slice any material in two her fans were her favorite (think Katana in Mortal Combat). Now as the raiders came into view she felt her heart beat accelerate. Looking up at Meru "well since you are traveling with us you might as well fight with us. Do what you do best" Hopping off her horse because she perferred fighting on her feet she noticed something different about these theives. The way they held themselves and their weapons she could tell they were not common theives. Frowning she felt a sense of unease. Pulling out her fans she opened them with a flick of her wrists. Then she realized why she felt the unease, "it a trap" she yelled but to late over a dozen men piled out of the caravan swords drawn and a battle cry pooring from their lips.

 

[DarkTalon]

Lord Dark Talon

He turns to the man who made the coment about fire breathers And saids " You alredy have a fire breather And by the smell in the air You'll need My Gifts."

 

[AnimE]

Aiden

Aiden pulled away his hood. The air so cold that steam apeared when he breathed. As he saw the bandits swarm the caravan he removed his cloak revealing shiny metalic armor.

"I see my sage is at it again, it never fails."

He withdrew the sword from its sheath and charged in on his horse.

"You won't die on me today."

 

[Cryo]

Meru flew back and up a little. Arti's wings stretched ut and locked, Causing a strait dive, picking up great speed. She dove strait for the ground, than arked upwards, the tip of arti's claws scraped against a few raiders heads, but the speed in which they flew caused a gust, dragging a few of the raiders into the air after her. Pivoting in mid air, Meru drew her ice saber, and slashed. The quick ark, in compilation with the magic of the sword, froze the airborn raiders, and blew them to the ground where they shattered and hurt some of their companions.

When flying, Meru was a force to be reckoned with. A few raiders were archers, and began firing arrows at the flyers. Arti corkscrewed to the side, avoiding the arrows, than made another dive. This time, instead of pulling some raiders into the air, Meru used the speed to freeze the ground in a line with a slash, immobilizing the archers.

one of the things meru was good at over her sisters was stunts. One stunt she did was to fly upside down over the heads of the raiders. She grabbed the sword right out of the hands of one, and impaled it in alother.

Despite all that she and her companions killed, there were many more enemies taking their place. Where were they all coming from?

 

[Lady_Siren]

Ariana slashed and dodged as the battle raged on. These so called theives were indeed stronger then she had antisapated. Caught up in the battle she did not see Aidan ride in to help. If she had she probably would have lost her concentration. Right now she was in a battle with who seemed to be the leader. He was good but not fast enough. His armor and her lack thereof put him at a disadvantage speed wise. She ducked as he swung at her with his sword the did a back flip catching him in the jaw with her foot. She landed nicly on her feet and took advantage of his momentary weakness. Her fans slashed upwards catching his between his legs. His eyes widened and his mouth opened in a scream of pain as she took her other fan and sliced his head clean off his body. Nodding happy with her work she turned to the next theif who looked at her and then at his leader and took off for the hills.

 

[The GrandMage]

Lawerence

With a battle cry that would seem out of place from his Tarten-born throat, he gave the Vengence call of Terislie's Royal Guard. I threw myself into battle, jumping from Shan and bring the staff spinning through my fingers to connect with the head of an enemy, a satisfying crack as his skull was smashed. The staff moved again, slamming into a gut even as I threw my braid back over onto my back. Lawerence brought the staff from the man's gut, giving it a spin to connect with his head, knocking him out cold for questioning later. He threw a short throwing dagger into the throat of another, and noticed someone else fighting them. A grin at the 'Shadow' as I had deemed to call call him, and into the battle I go.

As if A demon I moved through the group, recognizing their leader even as he was felled. This was odd, this group, the very Theives guild of Silvenia themselves, would never do something this stupid. As he moved, his staff was lost, deflected and dropped, the battle axe and sword drawn. As if he had no control, he jumped through the crowd, slicing off limbs and heads, gutting those who were to slow to deflect the blow, kicking them upside the head. One time, he came to the Sage, plunging the sword under her arm and into the chest of a bandit behind her. A duck of a startled attack at another seeming enemy, and he was off, battle axe in one hand, the other pulling a dagger from his belt. As if too soon, the enemy started to dwindle away, Shan pulling back onto his back hooves, the forehooves kicking forward to crush skulls of fools trying to kill him, Domicus tearing the throats of of those who tried to run.

Then, he spotted her. Moving through the trees nearly a yard away, a watcher. He fell to his stomach, rolling between bodies, moving ever closer. He moved into a crouch, dodging between trees and brush, carefull not to make any sound, to step on nothing that could snap or break. In a matter of minutes he was behind the odd woman, who was scanning the battle quickly. Then, he heard her voice saying, "Stronger than expected. The Sage fights well, and that man is exceptional. But where did the old one go? He was amazing, where did they find him?" He latched his axe in front of her neck, pulling her back even as his dagger slammed between the vertebrae of her neck, cutting down to the windpipe. He let her drop, the blood stained dagger sliding free. He never was one to be flattered easilly.

 

[Jazzi]

Enkai

Enkai walked slowly upon the surface of the ocean. Her small feet made little divots, which rippled on the liquid surface as she moved. She was dressed in the traditional royal regalia of Oseania, a sleeveless gown of shimmering fish scales that caught and reflected the sun in rainbows of color. Stings of pearls and coral of various color and sizes decorated her dress and her hair. Her ocean blue hair was unbound, long and flowing straight past her knees.

She could see the Kingdom of Edilan before her. A crowd of people, horses and chariots could be seen on the docks. Though Oseania was an independent country, they had a long and strong alliance with Edilan. However, in recent times, that alliance was becoming weaker and weaker. Trades and commerce between the two were difficult. Edilan demanding more and giving less. Oseania would be able to survive without the alliance, however Edilan was growing and that meant more ships and more land dwelling people and more pollution.

The growing majority of Oseania were demanding to end the alliance and to simply return to become full ocean dwelling humans like their original ancestors. But the ruling king knew that in order for Oseania to survive, they must form alliances above. Enkai was here as an ambassador and to try and establish new terms for the alliance.

She was chosen from the ruling house because of her intelligence and spirit but mostly for her sense of adventure. Unlike most Oseanians, Enkai did not mind living on land for a short time nor did she find land dwellers repulsive. With a sharp gesture, she quickly formed a wave and rode the crest towards the dock. She was deposited gently on the wood in front of the King and his entourage.

Her control over the element of water was so precise that not a drop was sprinkled on any of the richly dressed court. She stood regally as the King of Edilan approached her. He was of average height for a human yet she still barely reached his chest. The two stood for a moment regarding each before he bellowed, “Welcome Lady Enkai, we have been expecting you.”

She smiled and nodded, “It is a pleasure seeing you, Your Highness. There is much we need to discuss.” With those simple of words of greeting, the future of Oseania and Edilan would either begin anew or end.

 

[Angelus]

Keltor looked out the window at the lands before him and sighed, he was getting restless and he had still heard no word of what was happening. He walked away from the window, his right hand falling to the hilt of his sword as he began to walk down the hallway. He had to get out of this place and do something, cause some mayhem or he was going to go insane and he knew it but he also knew that without any word from his master he couldn't do a thing.

As he continued to walk down the hallway he saw a slave cleaning up a patch of the floor and looked down and the pitiful person before stopping in front of her. He looked down at the slave and smiled before grabbing her by the back of her shirt, pulling her to her feet. He looked into her eyes and with a grin looked at her and said, "What is your name?"

"My- my name is Drue- sir," the slave stammered while looking at Keltor with a frightened look.

"Well Drue.... I suppose that you don't like it here, it is alright if you say no because not many of our slaves do. After all you are slaves are you not."

Drue couldn't say a thing and Keltor knew by the look on her face that she wouldn't as it would mean that she was beaten. He looked at her with a look of anger and dropped her to the ground with a loud sigh, "You are no fun."

Keltor then walked down the hallway away from the slave towards where his master was as he wanted to ask when the Riders were allowed to venture out in force into the surrounding kingdoms. His blood boiled with the thought of the mayhem he knew would come with that and he grinned.

 

[poohlive]

Garret stopped, looking up at the sky. Night would be coming soon. He could plant one more bean before daylight had run out.
He dropped his things far enough away so that nothing could get burned or frozen or whatever.
Unturning a small patch of soil he planted the bean. Garret stepped back, his hand already on his sword.
There was a bright flash of light, it came from the ground going up to the treeline. His sword unsheathed slowly. He had hoped for a genie... why wasn't it a genie?
"Hello."
Garret turned around, looking oddly at the surroudings. Something had just talked to him. What was it?
"Hello," there, he pointed his sword to a... to a... squirrel.
A squirrel?
The squirrel was actually talking to him.
"Ummm, hello." he said, sheathing his sword. The bean gave him a talking squirrel. What in the hell was that for?
"Do you have a question?"
Garret furrowed his brow. Why would the squirrel want a question.
"Are you the thing that came from the bean?"
The squirrel nodded, "You can ask five questions and I will answer truthfully..." he took one finger down, "Four now."
He looked at the squirrel. Was this true? He could get four questions answered truthfully. So many possiblilities.
"I want to know about the beans," a question to help with other questions, " How do I make the beans do what I want?"
The squirrel seemed to be thinking about the question, before he looked back at Garret.
"The beans grow on their own. It's all by chance."
He sighed, not what he was looking for.
"Ok, ok. Is there an easier way besides the beans to get a genie who will grant me three wishes?"
The squirrel did his thinking thing again, "There is a genie in a bottle deep within the ocean, in a sunken ship. It hasn't been located by humans yet. It's the only thing easier than planting beans."
A ship under water. That could take years to find. He looked back at the bag of beans, how hard would it be to find a genie then?
He sighed, well maybe he was asking for something too high. What about just one wish?
"What is the easiest way for me to get one wish?"
The squirrel thought once more.
"The king of Edilan has a task that he has made open to anyone in the land. The only travelling route to Tarten is through a narrow pass of the mountains. A band of orcs has made passage through those mountains all but impossible. If someone successfully can kill all the orcs and let the trading passage be cleared again the King will give them a small chest filled with jewels and golc coins. One of these jewels is a ring that, if worn under a full moon, will allow the wearer one wish."
His eyes sparkled, that would be the one he needed. Orcs weren't that bad, if you could fight them one at a time.
He realized he was down to one question. Maybe he should save this one to show his destiny, or his true love. He could know what his kids are going to be like... or even when he will die.
So many things passed through his mind, but only one thing struck out.
"What will be the most memorable moment of my life."
The squirrel thought once again, " The greatest moment in your life will be...."
"Wait!" Garret interrupted him. For some reason he didn't want to know. The greatest moment in his life was going to be something he would learn on his own... he didn't want an oracle to tell him everything. (Dostoevsky... in a nutshell, lol)
"Ok, my last question, tell me where to get some new gear and a better horse."
The squirrel nodded, "There's a house, half a day's walk from here. It's been empty for quite some time. There are plenty of weapons, and even a few horses out back grazing. If you can catch them, they are yours."
Just then the squirrel disappeared in a flash of white. Garret stood there, looking at the forest. He didn't know night had fallen around him. As quickly as he could he set up a fire. Tomorrow was going to be a busy day.

 

[Cryo]

By now, meru had abandoned her stunts and began picking off the raiders one at a time with a bow and quiver she stole. And wasn't too proud of it.

From her fantage point in the trees, she could see the entire battlefield, and didit ever look like a battle field. It was like a war raged on, not 4 adventurers defending themselves. Boddies littered the ground, some in trouphy piles, some in pieces, some as statues (the latter her fault). As the battle came near an end, the number of surviving raiders thinned, Meru could be seen resting in a tree, not even bothering to look at the carnage.

She thought she could imagine how her companions felt, from their perspective. How long am I going to have to defend myself? Why won't they quit? what's my count up to now?

All in once, the battle ended. Ariana had lost one of her fans, the tarten was scathed and naked. Though meru appeared to be untouched, she wasn't. She fell unconcious, falling off her bird, and landing hard on a sea of bodies, not to wake up (for at least a day or two). Exausten had taken it's toll on the adventurer in her inexperience.

Without it's rider, the roc flew away.

 

[The GrandMage]

Lawerence

OOC: The Tarten? Is that me? Scathed, yes. Naked? No. His clothes may be blood stained, but he's certainly not naked. If you do that again, I'll make you the naked one.


IC:

Lawerence walked among the bodies. The amount was almost surprising, but the Theives Guild was known for being able to hide well. He stopped, and ripped a relatively clean shirt off a corpse, using it to wipe the blood from his face, breastplate, and gauntlets. Finally, he lifted his fett, wiping off each of his boot before throwing the stained rag down. He went around, picking up a few good throwing daggers, breaking some, and ignoring some entirely.

He looked around, and saw a few survivors. One was clinging to a tree branch as Domicus growled up at him. The other had managed to climb aboard Shan, and was hanging on for dear life as the great warhorse bucked, trying to get him off. Even as he watched, Sham settled down, and the man beamed in triumph, and began to search for the horse's reins. Unfortunately for him, Shan was so well trained, Lawerence didn't bother to use reins, or even a bridle. The man looked around in confusion as Shan turned, and tried to bite off one of the mans hands. He jumped back, and fell off the horse. Lawerence turned before he heard the crack of hindhoof crushing skull.

He picked up his staff, noticing a large notch in the wood. He turned as he heard the horse come up behind him, sliding the staff into its proper case. He looked around, and stomped over to his sword, pulling it out of the chest of the corpse it had been left in, wiping it of on his leg, and sliding it back into it's sheath across his back, hoping ho one had seen the insignia of the Royal Family of Terislie. He climbed back aboard Shan, giving a whistle to Domicus, who ran up to him. He looked at the others, then directed the horse over to Meru. He grabbed her, pulling her unconscious form up onto the horse behind him. He rode over to the tree the one 'bandit' was hanging from, and asked a few hushed questions. When he was satisfied, he let the man climb down, then reached out, and broke his neck.

He turned, and let the horse pick it's way through the corpses, over to the others. A serious look on his face. "We have to go. Now. This wasn't a real threat, it was an exercise to see how well we could fight. I killed one of the watchers, but there are more. The theif said that three came to them, but I believe there's more."

He looked around, and noticed the Sage's horse near the woods. He pointed to it, speaking with authority. "Get your horse. We're leaving as soon as we can." He flashed a dark look as she stared at him defiantly. "Now. You've got dark riders on your tail, and I'm not going to bother sitting out here like a duck on an open pond as you stand there acting like you're being a Sage means that you don't have to listen to what I say."

He turned the horse. Shan started off, and he bent down, grabbing a bag off the leader's belt as he passed. He weighed it. It was gold. They were idiots for taking the mission, but they weren't cheap idiots. He gave a grin, sliding the bag into one of the saddlebags. Maybe he could get a drink in the next town they passed. Shan picked his way slowly down the path in the direction the Sage had said led to the next one. Hopefully they'd be following. He didn't like leaving her, but he wasn't about to stand around arguing. And in his experience he'd learned that everyone with rank thought a little too highly of themselves on the battlefeild. He coughed loudly, thumping a fist against his chest. He was too old to be doing these things. He'd kill himself.

He sat up. 'But,' he tought, 'That's what I'm trying to do.'

 

[Cryo]

OOC; Sorry. what I meant was, there was't any cloth on you, your traveling cloaks were cut off in the chaos. besides. blood can hive even the most colorfull of armors.

 

[Lady_Raisa]

Victoria sighed as she looked out the window and wrote the words her mother told her to write . Usually she would love to write but this story was diffrent . It was boring .She didn't like to write about war...She didn't know why ... probley because she hated war. she loved the storys that her mother use to write ... about the time that never came... creatures in the woods , mystery...murder .... books about animals and the world around them. Animals sat out side beckoning Victoria to come outside. sitting and watching . Victoria let her mind wander about mystical creatures . She looked around the top of her head and found stories of them .
"ahem! VICTORIA!"Her mother cried. Victoria looked up from her daze and saw her mother had the copy of the book she was writing . "Look what you did!" Victoria read down the page and soon relized she started writing about the mystical creatures in her mind...
"Oops " Victoria mumbled in a high squeak

 

[DarkTalon]

The dragoon Burned and riped the enemy apart


OOC: Sarry I'm late I have been busy With classes

 

[Cryo]

OOC; your a little late. their all dead. there's noone left for you to kill, you've killed them all. Wait, that's major payne! oh well, it still applies.


at any rate, take us on oh greatfull leader, I'd try something but I'm unconcious.

 

[Lady_Siren]

Ariana had a distinct problem with authority figures, she couldn't stand them. Her father had been a very strict man and Ariana had defied him every chance she got. Now she glared at Lawrence. "We will do as I say not you, you are nothing but a body gaurd that is all" her eyes narrowed at him before she retrieved her fans. Looking at Meru she frowned a moment. She made sure she was not hurt seriously then she mounted her horse. "Quickly I wish to reach this sage soon" she turned to look at Lawrence but something else caught her eyes. A man, a very familiar man. "Dammit Aidan, what the hell are you doing here?" she asked her usual proper self leaving her as she stared in exasperation at her life long friend.

Aneke:

Aneke blinked from location to location searching for the Sage's life force. She finally found him in Edilan talking to a squirral of all things. "like I said, they are all crazy, outworlders who needs them" sighing softly she waited till the squirral was gone. Then she blinked to a low branch. "Garret" she called. He looked around confused "Up here you oaf, in the tree" he looked up. "Hi, my name is Aneke, as you can see I am a faery. I know I'm beautiful so you don't have to say it" she said preening. Then she looked back at him "enough about me" she frowned "did I just say that" shaking her head she turned back to him "ok, I am doing this for Ariana, you are the sage of Fire. Have you ever heard of Crystalia? it's a kingdom surrounded in mist. No one can reach it but Crystalians or magical creatures such as myself. This kingdom is protected by 6 crystals, Earth, Air, Fire , Water, Spirit and there is rumored to be on of darkness but I am not entirly sure, that may be a legend. Well you see each crystal is protected by a sage, that sage being you of course, for the fire crystal that is. I am here to take you to Ariana, reigning princess of Crystalia and the sage of Spirit. Still with me here? good. Now tomorrow morning you will better equip yourself and follow me as quickly as possible to Tarten, we have little time to lose" with that she nodded then flew down landing on his shoulder. "So outworlder, got anything to eat?"

 

[The GrandMage]

Lawerence

He was moving along, but didn't hear anything behind him. He turned, and saw the Sage talking to her 'Shadow'. He gave a grunt. maybe he'd beat her to the next Sage. Get a chance to give Shan and Domicus a good grooming.

He looked at the unconscious luggage he was carrying around and sighed. This was going to be a long trip. He'd probably have to buy her a horse now. He turned back to the trail. Not listen to him? Bah. He was her elder. She may be a Sage, but he'd been in the last war, a small affair, which hadn't needed the Sage's help. He grunted. It wasn't as if he was trying to take over the group. He just wanted to get a move on. The watcher hadn't been a warrior, she'd looked like a scribe in armor. He knew their were two more of those, probably being told what to do by one rider who'd been sent to keep track of the Sage.

He gave another loud cough. It was all hid fault his life had turned this way. If he'd only stayed home. He gave a sigh. It had been his father, for goddess's sake. He almost wanted someone to ask about his past. Just to get it off his chest.

 

[Lady_Siren]

OOC: what do you mean my shadow?