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Foxy · 10-24-04, 01:27 PM

I came apon a village in my travels and found refuge in a school of magery. I slept there out of the snow and began to think to myself of where I was. I knew I must be north, but how far north? To what island? I wasn't sure, and still am not but I knew winter was on its way and the snow drifted in like a siloutte of mighty silence. The wind was howling and but it felt warm inside and so I sat by the fire in the commons and chatted with the apprentices young and old. There were wizards whom had been studying there for many many years and there were young sorcerers who had only begun understand they unique gifts. I was the only healer the town had seen in many years so they gave me the title of White Mage. I did all I could do to help out as Aeridin I'm sure would have wanted. Everything was going so well until the wanderer showed up. Dressed in robes of dark blue. He was coming through but I saw he had a sword at his belt and I could not see his hands at all. The hood over his face told me something was not right. I was watching over the children of the village when I heard a loud scream from the Inn. I told the children to go inside of the school and I went to investigate. I found a drunkered trying to attack the wanderer but he was doing no good. The wanderer was simply dodging the attacks with little effort. He was moving slowly and calmly while the drunk was swinging wildly.

I told them to stop but the drunk paid me no mind and continued. I was forced to stop this and intercepted the drunk's blade. I then asked what was the matter, and he began to tell me that the wanderer had come to take his family away. I looked to the wanderer who had undone his hood and stood infront of me. His face was that of a saint and he had the aura of a paladin about him but something else underneath told me not to trust him. Trusting my gut I asked him to explain as I took the drunk's weapon away and sat him down. The man proceeded to say that the drunk was part of an organization conspiring against the emporer and king of this land. The drunk spattered out in a drunkin rage still that the man was lieing. I wasn't sure who to believe. but my choices would change my life forever...

-To Be Continued-

10-24-04, 01:27 PM	#3
Foxy Orc of the Black Hand Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: Halfway between the gutter and the stars. Posts: 49 Thanks: 0 Thanked 0 Times in 0 Posts	RE: Amanda "Kat" Spellsword - Little Light of Aeridin I came apon a village in my travels and found refuge in a school of magery. I slept there out of the snow and began to think to myself of where I was. I knew I must be north, but how far north? To what island? I wasn't sure, and still am not but I knew winter was on its way and the snow drifted in like a siloutte of mighty silence. The wind was howling and but it felt warm inside and so I sat by the fire in the commons and chatted with the apprentices young and old. There were wizards whom had been studying there for many many years and there were young sorcerers who had only begun understand they unique gifts. I was the only healer the town had seen in many years so they gave me the title of White Mage. I did all I could do to help out as Aeridin I'm sure would have wanted. Everything was going so well until the wanderer showed up. Dressed in robes of dark blue. He was coming through but I saw he had a sword at his belt and I could not see his hands at all. The hood over his face told me something was not right. I was watching over the children of the village when I heard a loud scream from the Inn. I told the children to go inside of the school and I went to investigate. I found a drunkered trying to attack the wanderer but he was doing no good. The wanderer was simply dodging the attacks with little effort. He was moving slowly and calmly while the drunk was swinging wildly. I told them to stop but the drunk paid me no mind and continued. I was forced to stop this and intercepted the drunk's blade. I then asked what was the matter, and he began to tell me that the wanderer had come to take his family away. I looked to the wanderer who had undone his hood and stood infront of me. His face was that of a saint and he had the aura of a paladin about him but something else underneath told me not to trust him. Trusting my gut I asked him to explain as I took the drunk's weapon away and sat him down. The man proceeded to say that the drunk was part of an organization conspiring against the emporer and king of this land. The drunk spattered out in a drunkin rage still that the man was lieing. I wasn't sure who to believe. but my choices would change my life forever... -To Be Continued- __________________ Be kind to unkind people, they probably need it the most.