Post by Enelya Telrúnya on Apr 23, 2007 4:42:23 GMT -5
A shadow figure walked further along the bushy track, trees and shrubs gripped at the dark cloak. Small and agile they kept moving. Enelya had been travelling for day on end, weeks even she felt as though she had been travelling in circles. Two days earlier she had manage to make it to the summit of a surrounding hill to see the place she had been searching hunger had made all things worse. The supplies she had packed before leaving Aseir, in search of her old friends, had run out weeks ago. Managing to find water from running springs and some wild black berries, had sustained her for a fair while. Things were now getting ridiculous, she had started to believe the old stories about the woods being enchanted, not hard for a mage, but it had started getting out of hand. Faces of old friends were helping her along. The illness that had struck her in Aseir had left her weak. She had lost months of her life thanks to that waking in a new and strange world, not only corrupt but now full of outcasts. Still Enelya would see that horrible sight that plagued her sleep through her illness. A warrior standing over the body of Rith a bloody sword in hand, herself pressed against the wall fearful and full of sorrow but not allowing it to show.
Once waking from her illness she had search Aseir for Rith looking high and low, she had come to learn of this place Repaer from the gossip of others. No one paid her much attention thinking her as nothing of importance she had always know she was important some how just not sure how. Glazing over the extended valley she noted a path that would maybe let through. She missed all those that knew here and disliked the fact that not a single mage would tell her what had become of her friends. She knew of another person she could turn to for answers the man Rith had been with that day she had gone to seek them out in Avaren. The tall dark one like a shadow! Moving from her view point she struggled to walk further into the dense mass of bush. Enelya leaned heavily on the white staff for strength and support against her weakening knees. The cold was coming on quickly as dusk began to fall rattles and movements caught her attention as she walked further into the path that would lead her to this odd place.
Once waking from her illness she had search Aseir for Rith looking high and low, she had come to learn of this place Repaer from the gossip of others. No one paid her much attention thinking her as nothing of importance she had always know she was important some how just not sure how. Glazing over the extended valley she noted a path that would maybe let through. She missed all those that knew here and disliked the fact that not a single mage would tell her what had become of her friends. She knew of another person she could turn to for answers the man Rith had been with that day she had gone to seek them out in Avaren. The tall dark one like a shadow! Moving from her view point she struggled to walk further into the dense mass of bush. Enelya leaned heavily on the white staff for strength and support against her weakening knees. The cold was coming on quickly as dusk began to fall rattles and movements caught her attention as she walked further into the path that would lead her to this odd place.
