Post by klinx on Feb 15, 2009 1:14:16 GMT -5
((((Post story Script aka PSS :-P)) "Sorry about the wall of text! It is a lengthy one. Sorry just couldn't fit my mind's image in any less words!"
-Klinx))
The wind traveled quickly through the moss covered forest almost driven by some unseen force. Passing fields of waist-high grass and rocky hilltops it followed the river's swaying dance. The crystal clear water a window into an oblivious world of it own. The distant roaring of a waterfall can be heard as the wind neared closer to the steep plummet. As the wind took a leap of faith over the waterfall it saw a giant great oak tree, a looming guardian of the river. I see the oak.The wind thought to itself. I am the wind?
A tall man with dark auburn red hair stood up on the river bank. His eyes a very light blue, almost like crystal in appearance. He gazed around taking in his majestic surroundings. I was the wind? He thought to himself, slowly becoming conscious of his journey downriver. His eyes were immediately drawn to the majestic great oak that seemed to watch over the river. The man slowly walked towards the behemoth guardian, his eyes glowed with wonder and awe. As he neared closer he could see an engraving on the tree's side, a unicorn's head turned left as if peering deep into the forest The image oddly appeared as it belonged there. The man's eyes fixated to the carving, he stepped closer and ran his fingers through the smooth curves making up the magical creatures features. Too smooth to be man made he thought to himself.
A woman wearing a ranger's outfit stepped from behind the tree as the man continued to stare awestruck at the great oak. Her cloth tunic hugged her body tight, outlining her finely toned body. Golden blonde hair flowed down her back, glistening in the moonlight if stars were attached. Her skin was a white silk. She appeared to glow with her beauty. Her eyes were a piercing ice blue. She was divine.
"I have been expecting you Alarthae. Isn't she beautiful?" She said glancing at the tree.
Becoming aware of her presence Alarthae jumped back from the tree ready to defend himself. As he eyed this newly appeared stranger a feeling of familiarity passed through him. He felt that he knew this woman somehow. My dream.
***
Alarthae's eyes opened wide as he quickly sat up. He took a deep breath as he recollected his dream. As he looked outside he could see the sky starting to brighten at the start of a new day. His odd dream in mind he gathered his things and headed downstairs to pay the innkeeper for his room.
"Good sir, by any chance do you know of a waterfall nearby?" He asked the cheerful innkeeper.
"Aye sir, up north a bit. Not far from 'ere 'bout a hours walk, on th' east side o' the road. 'Ecareful though if ya 'eaded that way mister. Goblins been seen near them parts lately. Took out a trader but three day ago."
Alarthae nodded at the information recently gathered as he slid another coin to the innkeeper.
"My thanks friend.", he said as he walked out the door and continued north on his journey. The hunt. Alarthae thought to himself as he recalled the dream that had been visiting him for the last two months. She compelled him. Some how Alarthae knew that he must seek this tree out. The lady's voice was fresh in his memory, a song in his mind "I have been expecting you Alarthae...". That is the only part of the dream that changed every night. It is as if she was aware of him, another conscious being in his mind's vision.
As Alarthae walked past the bridge an arrow zipped past his ear. He quickly turned and brought his shield up to block any more incoming missiles. He spotted two goblins coming at him from the forest, one of them carried a small short bow and what seemed to be a crude knife fashioned from a fragment of a cracked sword. The other goblin rushed down the hill at Alarthae intent on his ambush.
The goblin's yellow teeth glistened with saliva as he ferociously charged the cleric wielding an arm sized club with what seemed to be the rest of the shattered swords pieces embedded in the wood. With two hands the goblin swung with all his might at Alarthae's head.Alarthae blocked the incoming blow deftly with his shield and brought his mace's broadside across the goblin's head. With a sharp crackle of lightning the goblin screamed and fell to the ground unconscious with a deep gash on his head and his face slightly charred.
Seeing his clan's best fighter drop to the ground in defeat the other goblin ran off screaming " 'e keel da chiefs Krig! Grumblak go tell da chief. Chief go skin en eat you head!". Alarthae decided not to pursue the goblin in fear of another ambush and continued up the road. As he walked along the road the forest got thicker and more deep. The trees seemed more lush, radiating with life. He knew this was the place, it had to be. A familiar roaring of a waterfall drew closer as Alarthae continued on his quest. His destiny.
The place looked the same in his dream. The waterfall cascading over the edge roaring it's power as it crashed into the crystal clear pond below. Immediately Alarthae's eyes went to where the great oak stood in his dreams. He knew the place where it stood very well, for many nights his mind traveled here enraptured with the ancient tree. The tree was not there. In it's place was a carving of a figure of a woman with a group of druids standing around it, heads bowed in meditation. As Alarthae walked closer he could see the features of the wooden statue more defined. It was the woman from his dreams.
....to be continued
((Sorry guys I will add to this in a bit. I want to get the spelling of a few names right so I don't kill the RP in this. This is my first RP write up ever so hope you like it!))
*Modified some grammatical errors after rereading*
-Klinx))
The wind traveled quickly through the moss covered forest almost driven by some unseen force. Passing fields of waist-high grass and rocky hilltops it followed the river's swaying dance. The crystal clear water a window into an oblivious world of it own. The distant roaring of a waterfall can be heard as the wind neared closer to the steep plummet. As the wind took a leap of faith over the waterfall it saw a giant great oak tree, a looming guardian of the river. I see the oak.The wind thought to itself. I am the wind?
A tall man with dark auburn red hair stood up on the river bank. His eyes a very light blue, almost like crystal in appearance. He gazed around taking in his majestic surroundings. I was the wind? He thought to himself, slowly becoming conscious of his journey downriver. His eyes were immediately drawn to the majestic great oak that seemed to watch over the river. The man slowly walked towards the behemoth guardian, his eyes glowed with wonder and awe. As he neared closer he could see an engraving on the tree's side, a unicorn's head turned left as if peering deep into the forest The image oddly appeared as it belonged there. The man's eyes fixated to the carving, he stepped closer and ran his fingers through the smooth curves making up the magical creatures features. Too smooth to be man made he thought to himself.
A woman wearing a ranger's outfit stepped from behind the tree as the man continued to stare awestruck at the great oak. Her cloth tunic hugged her body tight, outlining her finely toned body. Golden blonde hair flowed down her back, glistening in the moonlight if stars were attached. Her skin was a white silk. She appeared to glow with her beauty. Her eyes were a piercing ice blue. She was divine.
"I have been expecting you Alarthae. Isn't she beautiful?" She said glancing at the tree.
Becoming aware of her presence Alarthae jumped back from the tree ready to defend himself. As he eyed this newly appeared stranger a feeling of familiarity passed through him. He felt that he knew this woman somehow. My dream.
***
Alarthae's eyes opened wide as he quickly sat up. He took a deep breath as he recollected his dream. As he looked outside he could see the sky starting to brighten at the start of a new day. His odd dream in mind he gathered his things and headed downstairs to pay the innkeeper for his room.
"Good sir, by any chance do you know of a waterfall nearby?" He asked the cheerful innkeeper.
"Aye sir, up north a bit. Not far from 'ere 'bout a hours walk, on th' east side o' the road. 'Ecareful though if ya 'eaded that way mister. Goblins been seen near them parts lately. Took out a trader but three day ago."
Alarthae nodded at the information recently gathered as he slid another coin to the innkeeper.
"My thanks friend.", he said as he walked out the door and continued north on his journey. The hunt. Alarthae thought to himself as he recalled the dream that had been visiting him for the last two months. She compelled him. Some how Alarthae knew that he must seek this tree out. The lady's voice was fresh in his memory, a song in his mind "I have been expecting you Alarthae...". That is the only part of the dream that changed every night. It is as if she was aware of him, another conscious being in his mind's vision.
As Alarthae walked past the bridge an arrow zipped past his ear. He quickly turned and brought his shield up to block any more incoming missiles. He spotted two goblins coming at him from the forest, one of them carried a small short bow and what seemed to be a crude knife fashioned from a fragment of a cracked sword. The other goblin rushed down the hill at Alarthae intent on his ambush.
The goblin's yellow teeth glistened with saliva as he ferociously charged the cleric wielding an arm sized club with what seemed to be the rest of the shattered swords pieces embedded in the wood. With two hands the goblin swung with all his might at Alarthae's head.Alarthae blocked the incoming blow deftly with his shield and brought his mace's broadside across the goblin's head. With a sharp crackle of lightning the goblin screamed and fell to the ground unconscious with a deep gash on his head and his face slightly charred.
Seeing his clan's best fighter drop to the ground in defeat the other goblin ran off screaming " 'e keel da chiefs Krig! Grumblak go tell da chief. Chief go skin en eat you head!". Alarthae decided not to pursue the goblin in fear of another ambush and continued up the road. As he walked along the road the forest got thicker and more deep. The trees seemed more lush, radiating with life. He knew this was the place, it had to be. A familiar roaring of a waterfall drew closer as Alarthae continued on his quest. His destiny.
The place looked the same in his dream. The waterfall cascading over the edge roaring it's power as it crashed into the crystal clear pond below. Immediately Alarthae's eyes went to where the great oak stood in his dreams. He knew the place where it stood very well, for many nights his mind traveled here enraptured with the ancient tree. The tree was not there. In it's place was a carving of a figure of a woman with a group of druids standing around it, heads bowed in meditation. As Alarthae walked closer he could see the features of the wooden statue more defined. It was the woman from his dreams.
....to be continued
((Sorry guys I will add to this in a bit. I want to get the spelling of a few names right so I don't kill the RP in this. This is my first RP write up ever so hope you like it!))
*Modified some grammatical errors after rereading*