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"While the sun stays fixed in the sky the forlorn falcon gives way to its withering cry, A brief glimpse to the past, the future and now...The forgotten time of powers now lost, to see the future with todays sight. I am the Past, I am the Future, I am the Present I am a feather, blown around by times lost page, and now its time for him to take stage one born with this long lost sight...The wind of the north blows deeply south and the trail begins to reach out to show the truest of our whole realms light"

The hot burning sun sweeps in from the horizon scorching life back into the frozen waste land that was known as the sea of sand, A figure wrapped in tattered ripped cloth of earthy colors trapses through the barren waste land of sand. His apperance was a mystery and his clothing was to, exotic and foreign all dressed and through anothers sight they would see some foreignor lost and in plight. He swaggers slightly as he watches the dark side of the suns rise. Heading for the place written in legend. He was considered an outcast by some, and an oddity by others, his goal set before him he searches these barren wastes for the remnants of a temple built by those with the power to see the truth.

Humming a song to himself he continues to walk at his sloth-like pace.Apparently undisturbed by the land that surrounds him.

The man simply falls over onto his side and begins twitching like a bug that just got squashed. He makes a weird noise and then moves onto his knees rubbing his head. "owwwwwwwwww" he says rubbing his side and head lightly. "thats alrite I am use to running into people in the middle of nowhere and ending up on my rear" he says with a smirk as he gets up taking his hood down to reveal features that seemed human but had an air of something more exotic. His most striking feature being the peircing grey eyes. His hair however was discolored from what appeared like hundreds of miles of travel dirt. "Whatcha lookin at?" he says as he looks in the direction she was looking.

He moves closer to the lady to help her stay steady. "Whoa there....are you alrite? we need to find some shade...." he says looking around at the bleak shade less death trap.

He looks at her with an odd look he had precious little water left but then again he was no fool everything happens for a reason. "I have a little you may have it." he says offering her the suprisingly cool water skin."Who are you running from? I see none" he says still scanning around the sea of sand.

He looks at her confused. "I have never heard of this...demon kingdom....that you speak of. But dont worry Im sure everything will work out just fine " he says smiling and holding a thumb up.
(XD I had to do it!...it just felt right for a ridiculous everything is gonna be ok before everything goes horribly wrong moment ^_^)

He smirks under his hood and follows the woman. "I hope you know where to find water" he says as he begins to follow her. "Although I should think it somewhat rude regardless the need for haste to accept the hospitality of someone whose name you dont know while at the same time keeping your own out of conversation." he says taking his hood down feeling the hot sun against his skin. Atleast he could still do that...feel that is. "So what is your name? " He asks her still following her.

"Thats fine" he says in response to her name thing. He wasn't really interested in her past at the moment but he would take the info with a grain of salt as it were. He smiles crossing his arms behind his head still following her. "I would advise you to take help when it is offered for nothing comes of nothing." he says then adds. "Besides I am already in trouble, I gave you my water, so I figure I can atleast be of help until we reach water or , you die, whichever comes first." he says with no hint of sarcasm. "However, I think you have a good heart, so I have no intentions of letting you die before we find water. Also your the first person I have seen in weeks...this sea of sand is merciless and I would rather follow your lead then walk to my grave. That is of course if you dont instead choose to just kill me....but either way it is trouble....then there is also the possibility that those who chase you would find me and question me then kill me anyway, so the way I see it Following you is my best option." He nodds then places his hood over his head again.

"Alright then Nea, You can call me Loki." He follows her smirking until he spots something ominous on the horizon. It was like the sky was being devoured by the earth, the winds becam harder and the sand around them began to whip past slicing into bare skin if it could. Loki quickly brings a mask across the lower portion of his face and asks Nea "What is that?" He had never seen a sand storm before and was quite sure that either the sky was falling ....or they were in trouble.