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 Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 12:09 am
Garion sat with his legs crossed in the middle of a forest. His purpose? Meditation. He knew that in times to come, he would need the focus training. His Golem stood guard beside him, silently scanning its surroundings for any signs of a threat. It could not yet speak, but it had hopes of being able to soon. Garion could feel this, not in words, but in emotions. The earth had recently taken the habit of speaking to him. Like he was some sort of Emissary for it, and there was really no way for him to avoid its calls, for the earth was everywhere, no matter where he went.
Garion questioned this greatly. Why was he chosen to be spoken to? He knew of none others in his village who had such a gift, nor had any spoken of in legends have such an ability. These were the thoughts that ran through his head, even though at a glance it would look as if he were asleep. He was just aware of his surroundings as the golem, though, if not more so. Any unnatural vibrations in the earth would let him detect anyone approaching from miles away, and even now he could hear the deer trotting, the shifting of the nocturnal predators, and the squirrels digging their food into the ground for shelter. Even now he could feel the trees, sapping the moisture beneath them that sustained their life, given freely by the earth to keep itself perpetuated. Even now he could feel an earthquake of epic proportions in a desert far away. The earth was a messenger who carried things swiftly, violently, and globally. Even now the Earth told him that soon, someone would appear to fight him.
Even now he prepared.
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2009 4:14 am
Dewvraenne was running lightly through the forest, curving her path around the dark-leafed trees, sliding past them ellegantly, without even touching a branch as she darted past. Soon, she reached an opening, dimly lit by the sun hiding somewhere above the thick treetops, already occupied by a man and - what was that? A being, standing straght up in all its magnificence, composed of dirt and mud... a golem? Dewvraenne face, still half-obscured by the hood of her dark cloak, peered from behind a nearby tree, eyes lit up with curiosity. Her predatory instinct was starting to wake up within her as she watched the two of them.
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 11:36 am
Agito was running in the forest when he saw an opening up ahead, he sped up and arrived in the clearing and he saw a man siting dwon he had a sword by him. Agito thought to himself if he should test this man to see if he is strong or not. "Hey you, over there, you wanna fight, ive been acheing for a fight for awhile now." he said as he calmly started to unshealth his blade.
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