Weaving Light (Open RP Thread)

Vahene · Post by **Vahene** » Fri Oct 07, 2005 3:00 pm

(Jump in, if you like--think of this as a Dragon's Watch interlude, hehe)

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"White?" The psuedodragon seemed amused as he looked over Heaven's newest outfit.

Heaven narrowed her eyes. "It's silver, Zel, edged with bronze." She muttered the last part quietly. The dragon snickered and flew behind his mistress as they wandered through the forest just outside of Dasar. Her feet swiftly ran through the forest, without really any care as to whether she was heard.

"Probably for the best," the dragon mused as they wandered just outside of the forest. "Wouldn't white simply burn off of you mistress?" He immediately ducked a fireball. "Mistress!"

Heaven seethed. She had no idea how her dragon had talked her into this little excursion in the first place. She was perfectly happy sulking at Dragon's Watch. She didn't need to do it while getting nearly killed dodging spells from the illythid and their pets, usually golems. That was a severe distraction.

Several growls broke her out of her trance and a few minutes of battle later, many wolf corpses littered the copse of trees without hardly any effort at all on her part. She still felt the pulse of chaotic magic around her fingertips, left from the spells she cast.

A glint from ahead immediately made Heaven stop dead in her tracks. What, or who was that? She began to gather magic in her hands again...

-H

Evelond Formos · Post by **Evelond Formos** » Fri Oct 07, 2005 3:46 pm

A small figure in black armour walks towards Heaven, his middle striking where the horizon would be, had it not been blocked by so many trees.

He was carrying a small, shiny sword; but this sword was too bright to have made the glint. As he walks towards her, he is revealed to be a small boy, with a shadow much bigger than him behind him, and a normal siazed shadow in front; however the sun is behind him. The reddish light of the setting sun reflects on his eyes.

"Where are you going so fast?" he asked, tonelessly.

His voice seemed to have a deeper voice speaking in a different language in the background, some language that some Dasarians are sure to have heard, and that some have no lore on . . .

Vahene · Post by **Vahene** » Mon Oct 10, 2005 11:41 am

Heaven wasn't sure if it was her knowledge of the arcane or spending way too much time with Haxley, and thus having to watch her back a majority of the time, that made her slightly more wary than normal of the small boy, but something was definitely off. It wasn't the boy's sword that made the glint.. it was shining too brightly, which meant someone else was present in the clearing and hadn't shown themselves, or let themselves partially be seen, deliberately.

"Where am I off to so quickly?" A bit of humor crept into the sorceress' voice. "To places that one like you very likely shouldn't be near." She deliberately walked off, heading straight towards the glint, ignorning the hissing sounds of warning from her psuedodragon behind her which sounded very ominous.

Evelond Formos · Post by **Evelond Formos** » Mon Oct 10, 2005 11:48 am

The boy walks silently behind her, still blank of expression. The red light reflecting from the sunset persistantly stroked his eyes. He sheathed the short sword, and spoke in that unhuman double-voice again.

"Oh, it can't be that bad. I've been to very horrible places . . ."

He walks soundlessly, and he could have been mistaken for a minute as having slightly been dragged into the ground, but looking directly at him he was standing fine.