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| Topic Started: Nov 21 2008, 11:41:23 AM (398 Views) | |
| Shining Angel | Nov 21 2008, 11:41:23 AM Post #1 |
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The sun rises over what for some will be a perfectly ordinary day, of doing perfectly ordinary things, but realise it or not, the events that will come to pass will forever alter the land of Tylaea, for good or for evil. The sun rises over a battlefield, as thousands of soldiers lay down their lives for their king, as the knights of Cordelia clash with the siege engines of Enxnet, and the city of Tryson is placed under siege. The sun rises over Vanyr, as a crowd gathers outside the castle gates of Angvyr - the capital - and the council address the throngs below with promises of prosperity, and thinly veiled threats of death if any should commit treason. The sun rises as a young woman races between the trees of a forest in Cordelia, persued by a group of soldiers. One by one they fade into the distance and the woman slows, satisfied she has evaded her captors. She sees a small village in the valley laid out before her, and she moves toward it, springing from rock to rock with unnatural agility and grace. The sun rises over this village, and a cheer echoes up through the valley, and singing can be heard as the villagers celebrate the prosperous harvest collected the previous week. You are among them, and you celebrate also - for you know you and your family will eat well in the coming months of winter, and none shall starve. Little do you know that your simple existance is about to be shattered. _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Erandil is sitting on a bench, clapping along to the music and laughing with his aunt and uncle. "I have to say, we certainly know how to throw a party!" Uncle - "Aye, 'tis a fine celebration - just you mind you keep a lid on your drinking, I want you up bright and early tomorrow to go hunting!" Erandil - "Don't worry Uncle, I'll control myself." Arya descends from the valley, on the outskirts of the village, and slips into it - unseen by all. |
Just cos I'm an angel doesn't mean I play by the rules  Arial:  Eleanor and Cedric:   Estelle, Camula and Andrew:    Arya and Erandil  
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| gangreen88 | Nov 21 2008, 12:50:25 PM Post #2 |
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As usual Wisp's parents where no-were to be seen. He had hoped they would be free for at least the harvest festival but aparently it was not so. They were working out of town but they had said they had two days off. They were probably celebrating somewhere else. He was sitting on the outskirts of a small group of boys who were laughing and singing boistrously. He was sipping ocasionaly from a tankard of apple cider from a nearby farm that had been made specialy for the party. He downed the last of his tankard and got up. Before he left he turned to say goodbye to the group but they hadn't even noticed him so he walked away to refill his tankard. As he was emptying more cider from the barrel into his tankard he noticed a boy his age who was sitting with an older man listening to the music. He began to move over and sit on another bench near the band and sat drinking slowly and listening to the bands cheerfull melodies. |
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| Shining Angel | Nov 21 2008, 01:00:45 PM Post #3 |
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"Hey there Wisp!" Erandil called "Are you ok? You seem lonely." Uncle - "Yes, you should join us, festivals are no fun spent on your own!" (most people in the village know most other people due to its' small size) |
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| gangreen88 | Nov 21 2008, 01:03:50 PM Post #4 |
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"Ok." Wisp called smiling. He got up of his bench and found himself a spot next to Erandil and his Uncle. "How are you two?" He asked to be polite. |
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| Shining Angel | Nov 21 2008, 01:50:34 PM Post #5 |
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Erandil - "I'm fine, and the family buisness is doing well - my aunt is returning in about an hour from Tryce, that town about two miles north of those hills" *gestures to the hills visible on the horizon* "Shes been selling our weapons there to the army - at least this war is good in that way!" *laughs* Uncle - "Aye, never before has our forge seen such as boom in buisness - but do not praise this war as a blessing, it is a curse and an avoidable one at that. I am still unsure as to the reasons for King Alexander's attack, though I do not doubt their sense" |
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| gangreen88 | Nov 21 2008, 01:56:26 PM Post #6 |
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"Unfortunately the effects of the war on my work have been less positive. There are more bandits on the roads than usual with the Kings attention elseware and with only two small wood cutting axes I have had to shorten my routes to this town and the few closest to us." |
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| Lianna | Nov 21 2008, 03:04:15 PM Post #7 |
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In the midst of the celebrations, Mia danced, her face alight with a smile as she gracefully danced through the people, her dress fluttering as she swapped between numerous partners before spinning out of the crowd, waving shyly at Erandil, his family and Wisp before rejoining the dance.
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| Shining Angel | Nov 21 2008, 03:27:15 PM Post #8 |
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Uncle - "Now theres a fine young lass if I ever saw one, you should look to find yourself a gal like her Erandil - you won't be young forever, I was married at your age!" Erandil - "Uncle! Stop trying to matchmake me! I'll find myself a girl when I'm ready!" Uncle - "Pah! You'll be old as me before you know it, lifes too short for dithering!" |
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| gangreen88 | Nov 21 2008, 04:14:25 PM Post #9 |
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"She is so gracefull. I think she would better suit me." He laughed and patted Erandil on the back. "Its ok, I wouldn't know what to do with a girl like that." |
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| Shining Angel | Nov 21 2008, 04:29:27 PM Post #10 |
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Erandil - "And you think I would? She has more grace in her big toe than I do in my entire body!" Uncle - "Nonsense! You have plenty of grace when you wield a sword, I don't think the village has seen as fine a swordsman as you since the days of Fadwan the fourteenth!" Erandil - "You mean there have been fourteen kings called Fadwan?! What an odd name..." Uncle - "It was very popular when I was young, why there were eight Fadwans in this village alone, ranging from the ages of three up to sixty three!" Erandil - "What an odd time you lived in as a child..." |
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Just cos I'm an angel doesn't mean I play by the rules Arial: Eleanor and Cedric: Estelle, Camula and Andrew: Arya and Erandil
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