Deleted
Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 24, 2024 12:14:43 GMT -8
|
Post by Deleted on May 4, 2016 19:03:33 GMT -8
A cozy little cottage, nestled in a few hills along the Mau river - known to house a very small, quiet family with a sweet elven woman, a kind but strong angel-like man and their little boy of mixed descent. Something has happened as of late to this peaceful little house. It has gone stark silent, including the wildlife that once lingered about in this part of the forest. Patches of the earth are torn from a struggle of some kind. A few of the windows - including a section of wall that held the glass - are broken, flower pottery tumbled over or shattered, and the front door completely ripped off the hinges. From outside one can see the drapery over said windows torn and stained in crimson.
The sight inside is nothing better, with evident of something large and destructive having torn about the interior - broken and toppled furniture, destroyed fixtures and railings. The place is no longer the cozy place it once was.
|
|
Naenia the Watcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 246 
Age: Ageless and eternal.
Physical Description: At an average 5'7", Naenia is of an equally average figure, albeit with noticeable curves. Her eyes are a brilliant blue, and her hair, which is various shades of blonde, falls to her lower back. Her features are pleasing, many would likely even call her beautiful, but her attractiveness is tempered by her usually solemn expression. Given she is an angelic being, Naenia possesses a pair of shining white-feathered wings, large enough to easily lift her frame aloft and fly swiftly for long distances.
-------------------------
Clothes and Equipment: Most frequently, Naenia can be seen wearing her angelic armor, and indeed, none have seen her outside of it; in truth, she possesses the will to transform her armor (and scabbard and blade) into any number of appearances, including intricate hooded robes and simple dresses (or in the case of her weapon, a holy book to better channel her holy magics). Aside from this, she also carries a sword (and its companion scabbard) which is used as a focus and channel for her holy magics.
-------------------------
Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 11, 2016 15:35:48 GMT -8
|
Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 4, 2016 19:27:09 GMT -8
Flying overhead made it easy for Naenia to spot the cottage. Normally it wouldn't have caught her eye.. but she was looking for just such a place, not to mention, there were obvious signs of some sort of conflict outside. Diving downward, she alighted upon the grass outside and drew her sword; with the weapon in her right hand, she began to gather the magic of her Virtue within her left palm, preparing for anything. Tucking her wings against her back, she crept carefully into the abandoned house, looking about. There had been some sort of fight here.. furniture in disarray and various states of destruction, walls and other things damaged...
..And blood. Blood on the curtains. Shattered windows. It sent a shudder up her spine. "What happened in this place..?" The words were murmured as she looked around, searching for any definite clues as to what had happened to the people who lived here. There was no doubt in her mind that this was where Aechon had lived.. she could feel the residues of holy magic in this place which indicated the presence of an angel, or more than one. But what had happened to the parents..?
|
|
Deleted
Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 24, 2024 12:14:43 GMT -8
|
Post by Deleted on May 4, 2016 19:56:08 GMT -8
Naenia would, indeed, find the place all but destroyed. Inside, there were stains of blood everywhere, and a number of snow-white feathers littered about the mess. Numerous picture frames were smashed in the halls, the kitchen completely turned over with pots and pans everywhere. If she proceeded into the other rooms, she would likely find more evidence of the fight and struggle. Depending on how far she went in, she might head upstairs and find smear trails staining the hardwood floors and carpets, indicating something having been dragged with little resistance.
Upstairs, two of the doors were completely smashed through and their frames trashed - as if something large tore right through. The blood trails led into the furthest one, into a large bedroom that was just as trashed. And lying in the middle of the room - a horrible, warped beast tearing into the remains of an angelic man, with a broken corpse of an elven woman nearby. Complete savagery.
|
|
Naenia the Watcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 246
Age: Ageless and eternal.
Physical Description: At an average 5'7", Naenia is of an equally average figure, albeit with noticeable curves. Her eyes are a brilliant blue, and her hair, which is various shades of blonde, falls to her lower back. Her features are pleasing, many would likely even call her beautiful, but her attractiveness is tempered by her usually solemn expression. Given she is an angelic being, Naenia possesses a pair of shining white-feathered wings, large enough to easily lift her frame aloft and fly swiftly for long distances.
-------------------------
Clothes and Equipment: Most frequently, Naenia can be seen wearing her angelic armor, and indeed, none have seen her outside of it; in truth, she possesses the will to transform her armor (and scabbard and blade) into any number of appearances, including intricate hooded robes and simple dresses (or in the case of her weapon, a holy book to better channel her holy magics). Aside from this, she also carries a sword (and its companion scabbard) which is used as a focus and channel for her holy magics.
-------------------------
Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 11, 2016 15:35:48 GMT -8
|
Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 4, 2016 21:11:39 GMT -8
Following the blood trails was the logical conclusion, and it was this that Naenia did, continuing to gather magic in her palm as she moved with utmost silence. A gleaming crystalline edge filled with holy light had already sprung up along the edge of her blade, and another holy crystalline shine was overlaying her body, a secondary armor on top of the metal one. Crystals began to spin around her hand as she crept forward, following both the trail of blood.. and the sounds of some animal consuming something that could now be heard up ahead.
Poking her head around the doorframe of the room where all signs were leading her, she spotted the horrible monster that was consuming the angelic man, and the ravaged corpse of the Elven woman nearby. Her stomach turned, but anger also rose within her. she understood what had happened, now. This monster must've attacked, and Aechon's father had sent him through a holy portal to safety, while he and the mother tried to fight off the beast. They had paid for their bravery with their lives, but she wouldn't let their sacrifice be in vain. Anger welled within her as she sprang forward, raising her sword over her left shoulder and slashing downward toward the creature's spine, attempting to deal a likely fatal - or at least crippling - blow before it had a chance to react.
|
|
Deleted
Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 24, 2024 12:14:43 GMT -8
|
Post by Deleted on May 4, 2016 21:26:39 GMT -8
The goat's head bleated madly the moment the angel made her presence known, and the deadly sneer of the lion turned upon her with a vicious snarl. She charged in with a swing of the sword and the creature didn't move, save for forepaws flexing with ugly claws. It couldn't make a move to attack or defend in time - but the serpent tail did. It lashed out with a threatening hiss, mouth wide open and fangs bared - intent to latch down on her wrist and bite down, and yank her off balance if it could.
The bite itself, should it land, would normally snap the wrist like a twig, but the armor generated would prevent lasting damage, and likely protect her from taking on poison from the fangs. The force would still be commendable, and the power in the snake's body alone was incredible. Though the creature itself held no magic, it was devilishly strong.
|
|
Naenia the Watcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 246
Age: Ageless and eternal.
Physical Description: At an average 5'7", Naenia is of an equally average figure, albeit with noticeable curves. Her eyes are a brilliant blue, and her hair, which is various shades of blonde, falls to her lower back. Her features are pleasing, many would likely even call her beautiful, but her attractiveness is tempered by her usually solemn expression. Given she is an angelic being, Naenia possesses a pair of shining white-feathered wings, large enough to easily lift her frame aloft and fly swiftly for long distances.
-------------------------
Clothes and Equipment: Most frequently, Naenia can be seen wearing her angelic armor, and indeed, none have seen her outside of it; in truth, she possesses the will to transform her armor (and scabbard and blade) into any number of appearances, including intricate hooded robes and simple dresses (or in the case of her weapon, a holy book to better channel her holy magics). Aside from this, she also carries a sword (and its companion scabbard) which is used as a focus and channel for her holy magics.
-------------------------
Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 11, 2016 15:35:48 GMT -8
|
Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 4, 2016 21:38:37 GMT -8
Her arm automatically raised to receive the brunt of that blow, but this worked to her advantage; with the tail's snake mouth clamped down upon the holy crystal that covered her arm - which was strong enough to resist all but the most powerful of blows, powered as it was by an Archangel whose lone Virtue powered this magic - it would be unable to move to prevent what happened next.. or at least, that was her hope. The trajectory of her sword changed at the last second, losing none of the force in its swing as it whistled through the air, aiming toward the base of that serpentine tail. The blade was edged with a crystal so sharp that it could slice a blade of grass in half which was dropped upon it, so unless this creature was magically protected, the blade should slice through that tail like a hot knife through butter.
The magic building in her palm continued to grow, causing more crystals to appear circling around her hand, although they shuddered with the force Naenia put into pushing back on that serpent's mouth. Her blue eyes glowed with ferocity and anger, determined to see this beast pay for its carnage.. and for turning a young boy into an orphan. It would pain her to confirm for Aechon that he was, in fact, without parents now.. but she would take care of him. Her and Jayce. And that knowledge gave her a strength she'd never before imagined, lips curving into a snarl as she struggled against the beast.
|
|
Deleted
Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 24, 2024 12:14:43 GMT -8
|
Post by Deleted on May 4, 2016 22:11:17 GMT -8
The snake missed it's mark and grasped the unarmed wrist. Oops. And with the swing of the sword did the serpent sever from the body to flop and twitch on the ground in its final moments of life before they vanished. The miss cost the snake its life.
The bulk of the beast roared and screamed in fury and anguish, suddenly rising on all fours and charging with a jarring speed in the small distance straight for the angel - the head of the goat lowered with every intent to smash into the body of the female and with enough force to send her rocketing through the nearest wall and the one across the hall, should it make the contact. And if so, once again, that crystallized armor would save her skeleton from a shattering blow.
|
|
Naenia the Watcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 246
Age: Ageless and eternal.
Physical Description: At an average 5'7", Naenia is of an equally average figure, albeit with noticeable curves. Her eyes are a brilliant blue, and her hair, which is various shades of blonde, falls to her lower back. Her features are pleasing, many would likely even call her beautiful, but her attractiveness is tempered by her usually solemn expression. Given she is an angelic being, Naenia possesses a pair of shining white-feathered wings, large enough to easily lift her frame aloft and fly swiftly for long distances.
-------------------------
Clothes and Equipment: Most frequently, Naenia can be seen wearing her angelic armor, and indeed, none have seen her outside of it; in truth, she possesses the will to transform her armor (and scabbard and blade) into any number of appearances, including intricate hooded robes and simple dresses (or in the case of her weapon, a holy book to better channel her holy magics). Aside from this, she also carries a sword (and its companion scabbard) which is used as a focus and channel for her holy magics.
-------------------------
Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 11, 2016 15:35:48 GMT -8
|
Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 4, 2016 22:27:13 GMT -8
Unable to do more than brace herself for the strike, Naenia did indeed go flying through the walls and into the next room, landing with a flurry of loose white feathers; the crystal cracked slightly, but quickly repaired itself as she struggled to find her feet. She only made it onto her knees, digging the tip of her sword into the floor to steady herself, before her other hand raised. She'd only managed to keep the hold on her building magic by sheer force of will alone, and now a number of razor-edged crystals were spinning rapidly around her hand.
Flinging her hand toward the creature, the crystals shot out in a tight formation, spreading out only when they'd passed through the wreckage of the walls and entered the room that the beast was in. Then they formed into a pincer formation and slammed down toward the monster, hoping to impale it with upwards of a hundred crystals in varying sizes, all sharp and unbreakable. Meanwhile, Naenia dragged herself to her feet with a grimace, spitting a bit of blood out of her mouth. She was an angel, and she was tough, but she wasn't completely indestructible.. and that crystal armor didn't cover her skull.
|
|
Deleted
Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 24, 2024 12:14:43 GMT -8
|
Post by Deleted on May 4, 2016 23:33:26 GMT -8
The beast watched her crash through the walls and began to prowl through the destruction it wrought, savoring the kill to come. It shoved a thick shoulder through the remaining wall - and wasn't prepared for what shot out through the other side. Dozens of crystal shards suddenly impaled the beast at the throat and chest, lion and goat both littered with pieces. A mix of gurgled snarls and screams sounded out and the creature swayed heavily as a result. The goat's head went limp after several moments, completely silent. As a result, the back legs gave out. Only the lion part was clinging to life by some means, spilling out a sickly brown fluid that was its blood.
Somehow, it was still snarling and dragging itself via the two forelegs across the hall - still aiming for Naenia. It was hindered greatly, but the power was still present even with the fading life. It just needed one good bite and it would easily crush her throat, and taste another meal. But first, it had to get to where she was. Living wasn't even in its thought process.
|
|
Naenia the Watcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 246
Age: Ageless and eternal.
Physical Description: At an average 5'7", Naenia is of an equally average figure, albeit with noticeable curves. Her eyes are a brilliant blue, and her hair, which is various shades of blonde, falls to her lower back. Her features are pleasing, many would likely even call her beautiful, but her attractiveness is tempered by her usually solemn expression. Given she is an angelic being, Naenia possesses a pair of shining white-feathered wings, large enough to easily lift her frame aloft and fly swiftly for long distances.
-------------------------
Clothes and Equipment: Most frequently, Naenia can be seen wearing her angelic armor, and indeed, none have seen her outside of it; in truth, she possesses the will to transform her armor (and scabbard and blade) into any number of appearances, including intricate hooded robes and simple dresses (or in the case of her weapon, a holy book to better channel her holy magics). Aside from this, she also carries a sword (and its companion scabbard) which is used as a focus and channel for her holy magics.
-------------------------
Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 11, 2016 15:35:48 GMT -8
|
Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 4, 2016 23:47:00 GMT -8
A grim smile on her face, she approached the half-crippled beast, reinforcing her armor as much as she could. Raising her sword again, it was brought downward toward the beast's remaining functional head with as powerful a swing as she could manage, putting the full force of her body weight behind it. She would see this creature dead if it was the last thing she did.
|
|
Deleted
Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 24, 2024 12:14:43 GMT -8
|
Post by Deleted on May 4, 2016 23:53:13 GMT -8
The horrendous creature watched her with a deadly glare, absolutely hating her existence. It let out one more snarl and lunged the open maw forward - only to meet the blade across the corners of the lips and slice deep into the skull. It went perfectly still for just a second or two, before it slumped over - completely lifeless as the eyes rolled out of focus. It lay dead, bleeding out onto the broken floors. Not a single twitch occurred, not a single sound heard. The couple that were slaughtered had been avenged.
-SLAIN-
|
|
Naenia the Watcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 246
Age: Ageless and eternal.
Physical Description: At an average 5'7", Naenia is of an equally average figure, albeit with noticeable curves. Her eyes are a brilliant blue, and her hair, which is various shades of blonde, falls to her lower back. Her features are pleasing, many would likely even call her beautiful, but her attractiveness is tempered by her usually solemn expression. Given she is an angelic being, Naenia possesses a pair of shining white-feathered wings, large enough to easily lift her frame aloft and fly swiftly for long distances.
-------------------------
Clothes and Equipment: Most frequently, Naenia can be seen wearing her angelic armor, and indeed, none have seen her outside of it; in truth, she possesses the will to transform her armor (and scabbard and blade) into any number of appearances, including intricate hooded robes and simple dresses (or in the case of her weapon, a holy book to better channel her holy magics). Aside from this, she also carries a sword (and its companion scabbard) which is used as a focus and channel for her holy magics.
-------------------------
Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 11, 2016 15:35:48 GMT -8
|
Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 4, 2016 23:59:20 GMT -8
Satisfaction painted Naenia's features as the monster fell, and she pulled her blade free of its skull, giving the sword a vigorous flick to dispel the ichor that had gathered on its surface. The crystal sheen faded from both blade and armor as she tucked the sword back into its sheath at her hip, and she turned her attention to the bodies of the couple nearby, her expression softening. Calling forth her magic once more, crystals filled with holy light formed around their bodies, then rose into the air, lifting them up. Moving to the nearest window, Naenia pushed it open and then jumped outside, spreading her wings to slow her descent.
Turning back to the window, she watched as she carefully moved the crystal-encased bodies outside of the half-demolished house, then once they were free and clear, she moved toward the edge of the forest. More magic was called upon, whirling crystals digging a single deep, wide hole; it was into this grave that the two bodies were laid, side-by-side, before the crystals stirred the earth back over them. A single crystal headstone was erected at the top of the burial site, etched with a simple phrase: They gave their all for their son. Bowing her head, she prayed for them in silence, then spread her wings and took to the air once more. She had to break the bad news to Aechon.. and figure out where she and Jayce were going from there, as it pertained to the orphaned nephilim.
|
|
Naenia the Watcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 246
Age: Ageless and eternal.
Physical Description: At an average 5'7", Naenia is of an equally average figure, albeit with noticeable curves. Her eyes are a brilliant blue, and her hair, which is various shades of blonde, falls to her lower back. Her features are pleasing, many would likely even call her beautiful, but her attractiveness is tempered by her usually solemn expression. Given she is an angelic being, Naenia possesses a pair of shining white-feathered wings, large enough to easily lift her frame aloft and fly swiftly for long distances.
-------------------------
Clothes and Equipment: Most frequently, Naenia can be seen wearing her angelic armor, and indeed, none have seen her outside of it; in truth, she possesses the will to transform her armor (and scabbard and blade) into any number of appearances, including intricate hooded robes and simple dresses (or in the case of her weapon, a holy book to better channel her holy magics). Aside from this, she also carries a sword (and its companion scabbard) which is used as a focus and channel for her holy magics.
-------------------------
Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 11, 2016 15:35:48 GMT -8
|
Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 12, 2016 14:46:34 GMT -8
Naenia soared into the clearing, hovering above it as she watched for any sign of further creatures infiltrating the area. Aechon was held in her arms, and she wasn't going to set down if there was a chance he could be harmed.
|
|
Deleted
Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 24, 2024 12:14:43 GMT -8
|
Post by Deleted on May 12, 2016 14:57:37 GMT -8
Aechon stayed still in her arms, occasionally turning his head to look below. Heights never bothered him - flight was something he enjoyed, or had before this ordeal. When the scents of the forest tingled his nose he began to grow a bit excited, and when he saw the house well from above he would attempt to push himself from her arms so he could descend - eager to show Miss Nae that it was okay! This was home, and his parents were there!
Likely he wouldn't be able to get her to let go, but this didn't stop him from shouting in excitement - calling for his family to come out and meet them.
|
|
Deleted
Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 24, 2024 12:14:43 GMT -8
|
Post by Deleted on May 12, 2016 15:01:56 GMT -8
The house looked undisturbed from the last fight that had torn through the walls of the small dwelling, but it wasn't without new company. The mess of blood - human, elf and chimera - had lured in more predators into the area. Namely, two more chimeras. One was already inside, tearing into the carcass of its kin with no remorse. The other was prowling the premises in search of the source of the red blood - bringing it across the graves of the angel and elf buried there. But with the bodies buried, it could not find them. But it sniffed about regardless, starting to head closer to the building with intent to head inside. It was just as hungry.
If the boy managed to call out, they would certainly hear it.
|
|
Naenia the Watcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 246
Age: Ageless and eternal.
Physical Description: At an average 5'7", Naenia is of an equally average figure, albeit with noticeable curves. Her eyes are a brilliant blue, and her hair, which is various shades of blonde, falls to her lower back. Her features are pleasing, many would likely even call her beautiful, but her attractiveness is tempered by her usually solemn expression. Given she is an angelic being, Naenia possesses a pair of shining white-feathered wings, large enough to easily lift her frame aloft and fly swiftly for long distances.
-------------------------
Clothes and Equipment: Most frequently, Naenia can be seen wearing her angelic armor, and indeed, none have seen her outside of it; in truth, she possesses the will to transform her armor (and scabbard and blade) into any number of appearances, including intricate hooded robes and simple dresses (or in the case of her weapon, a holy book to better channel her holy magics). Aside from this, she also carries a sword (and its companion scabbard) which is used as a focus and channel for her holy magics.
-------------------------
Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 11, 2016 15:35:48 GMT -8
|
Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 12, 2016 15:07:41 GMT -8
Spotting the one chimera prowling about, she clapped a hand over Aechon's mouth. Her arms held him close, stronger than they looked, and refusing to let him go. Bringing her lips to his ear, she spoke quietly. "Hush. There are more of the creatures that killed your parents here." She moved to land atop a nearby tree, balancing carefully, and pointed toward the prowling beast with a wing. "See that beast moving about? We must wait for it to go somewhere else, and then we can visit their resting place. I will not risk your safety. Be still and silent until it is safe." Hopefully the beast would retreat into the house soon, and they could get this over with.
|
|
Deleted
Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 24, 2024 12:14:43 GMT -8
|
Post by Deleted on May 12, 2016 15:15:58 GMT -8
The thought of his parents dead didn't sink in quite as deeply as a monster threat. He went very still, and watched the massive beast prowl about when it was pointed out. A very terrified whimper could be heard behind her hand, and suddenly he was scared. His eyes wandered to the house, seeing the damage and destruction through the windows and done to the exterior... and then he spotted the crystal grave stone watching over freshly turned soil.
His heart sank into his stomach, and he could only stare in disbelief.
|
|
Deleted
Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 24, 2024 12:14:43 GMT -8
|
Post by Deleted on May 12, 2016 15:19:15 GMT -8
The boy was silenced, and as a result nothing drew the attention of the beasts. The one outside moved to the front door and muscled its way in with powerful shoulders, tearing through the door jamb like it was nothing. If one was close enough they could hear the distinct sounds within - bleating from goats, snake hisses, and vicious lion growls. The sounds would begin to escalate a few minutes later to possessive and angry noises as the two monsters began to fight over the carcass - keeping them preoccupied for a bit longer.
|
|
Naenia the Watcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 246
Age: Ageless and eternal.
Physical Description: At an average 5'7", Naenia is of an equally average figure, albeit with noticeable curves. Her eyes are a brilliant blue, and her hair, which is various shades of blonde, falls to her lower back. Her features are pleasing, many would likely even call her beautiful, but her attractiveness is tempered by her usually solemn expression. Given she is an angelic being, Naenia possesses a pair of shining white-feathered wings, large enough to easily lift her frame aloft and fly swiftly for long distances.
-------------------------
Clothes and Equipment: Most frequently, Naenia can be seen wearing her angelic armor, and indeed, none have seen her outside of it; in truth, she possesses the will to transform her armor (and scabbard and blade) into any number of appearances, including intricate hooded robes and simple dresses (or in the case of her weapon, a holy book to better channel her holy magics). Aside from this, she also carries a sword (and its companion scabbard) which is used as a focus and channel for her holy magics.
-------------------------
Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 11, 2016 15:35:48 GMT -8
|
Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 12, 2016 15:54:33 GMT -8
Once the monster disappeared inside, Naenia quickly swooped down to where the grave was, and set Aechon on his feet before the headstone. She remained poised for action, looking toward the house; she was ready to snatch him up and flee again at a moment's notice. She kept glancing back toward him, though. Poor thing. This had to be terribly hard for him. "They gave up their lives to save you, Aechon. That is the greatest sacrifice anyone can ever make, that of love. They would not want to see you waste away out of grief for them. You must take your time to mourn, then move on with your life. Became a great warrior, or a powerful mage, or a force for good.. but do not simply give up. They would want so much more for you."
|
|
Deleted
Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 24, 2024 12:14:43 GMT -8
|
Post by Deleted on May 12, 2016 16:12:44 GMT -8
Aechon collapsed before the headstone, staring at the words carved into the crystal until they blurred, his eyes brimming with another wave of tears. His head was already starting to throb and this didn't help. Sitting on his knees in the dirt that covered the bodies of his family, he could only weep. So... it wasn't a dream. They really were gone. He fell forward with his brow to the ground, hands curling into tight fists, as the soil ran dark with the waterworks that spilled. But they stopped shortly after - conjuring up the strength and fluids to cry was exhausting, and the strangling grief wasn't helping.
He lost everything. Family and home. Gone to monsters. The evil monsters from his books.
... he couldn't leave with nothing. He didn't want to lose this place. Not everything. He just... needed something. When all was left were broken sobs and quiet sniffles that made his shoulders shake, he turned to look beyond Naenia. From here, he could see his window upstairs, open. He managed to pull himself to his feet. He walked the two paces to put himself beside the woman, and then took off at a run for the house. Provided he eluded a potential stop attempt by the woman he would jump up into flight, his wings easily carrying him up to the window.
|
|
