autumn in turmoil

Subject: autumn in turmoil Mon Feb 07, 2011 12:48 am

israel spada - autumn in turmoil
.....space lion by the seatbelts

Nightfall. The brigade of floating green lights would scatter upon the presence of an intruder. It was a sign of obvious weakness. Despite their numbers appearing to be doubled against the stagnant waters of the age old pond, hidden in these forest walls, the hundreds of lightning bugs would not hesitate in their retreat. Two cruel golden eyes would wait for them to leave his presence, watching them diligently as he made his way to the very edge of the dark water. Covered from head to toe in his odd Arabian garb, there was nothing to distinguish him aside from his clothing, and those two brutal eyes. Dark skin would caress itself as his hands would press against each other, his long, lanky legs compacting themselves as he would kneel towards the earth. His posture would continue to be correct, though it was obvious that he was looking at something in the water. The sword which would hang dangling from his side would slide against the dirt, softened by the time spent near the water. He had no idea how to use it, other than the most basic attacks, but it was something he was still investigating. What was on his mind currently was something much more important. Two bare fingers would slowly stretch into the water, stroking them gently as he would test the temperature of the liquid. This would be the worst time to be caught in some sort of pneumonia fit.
Only a handful of hours remained before he would have to return to his post, relieving one of his fellow militia men. He had to make this quick. His eyes would detach themselves from his own dark reflection, made possible by the light of the ever-luminous insects which continued to float around him. As the young man's fingers would remove themselves from the water, the mystery would thicken. This water wasn't stagnant at all. As the lightning bugs would continue to move back to the pond in which they originated, an item of particular interest would reveal itself. Hidden in the darkness of the wooded area, a massive wooden door would reveal itself, a device of unnatural quality. As it stood, half emerged in the shallow pond, the contents in which it protected appeared to be an equally shallow cave, one which would promote any sane adventurer to abandon it immediately.

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Subject: Re: autumn in turmoil Mon Feb 07, 2011 7:46 pm

Akil Qahhar – Autumn in Turmoil
. Bio

The flight from danger with headings onwards to destinations unknown had progressed in an ongoing manner since the fateful night where a young man found that his life was being sought by the same men to whom his father had fallen at some earlier stage in said young man’s life. As such, being an exile from his home of Hejar, the young snowy haired male and his currently non-present female traveling companion managed to progress through desert, wood, and meadowland alike in their continued sojourn. With no end point in sight, it would be accurate to describe the duo as wanderers to this point. Not that living in the slums of Hejar was the lap of luxury, but the male found himself acclimating to the nomadic way of life.

As such, allowing the woman to sleep and regain her strength over night in a location undisclosed, the male found himself moving forth through the path of the next days as a means of scouting ahead before the following morning. A type of insomnia had found itself keeping into the male preceded by nightly visions of his father in a rather ghostly manner. This worked out to his favor, since with night looming overhead he found that there was less ‘traffic’ about for such activities such as scouting. Garbed in a dusty brown hooded cloak, the male proceeded through this random place of the map that fate had brought him to this night. Knowing how easy it was to get lost in these areas at night, he used his dagger to notch discrete symbols in trees to mark his passing as it would be bad if he lost the girl he was traveling with. After walking forth for some time from his original starting point, just as he is about to turn around and head back, he realizes that there seemed to be water in the distance. Since the valuable commodity was available, he would take upon this opportunity to refill his bottles. He continues in the direction that liquid seemed to be moving from, hailed by the sound of frog and small animals that would populate an aquatic area. He would observe small sounds of liquid that was mixed within the sounds of the night insects preceding his arrival to the ‘pond’ area. He reaches within his cloaked garments, taking out two coarse water bottles and crouches at the edge of the pond, not yet taking notice the other figure that was present at a distance of at least ten or so yards.

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