Granted Sight

[BonesOfTheEarth 2252]

Inspirational Music?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xz4E0LQpWo0

 

"There are those who have been Granted Sight.. Those are the true followers of our goddess."

-From the Varkolu Ju'Zar's journal, taken from the ruins of Jazira in late Vailor soon after his death.

 

Orileth would stumble through the forests of Haria, exhausted from his long journey as he'd look for a place to break for the evening. His form would appear rather bruised, as though one who spent their days getting into lowly fights upon the streets of a city. As Ori would prepare himself to settle down, he'd pause and glance throughout the trees. The sun was beginning to die as he'd move forth; seeming to notice something. A low thrum of energy would fill the air around the previously unknowing Dark Elf as he soon moved about a rather large tree- only to freeze in place at the sight.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Before himself would remain a relic of blue stone, suspended in the air by an unknown force as the very air around such would thrum with the power resonating from it. Bewildered and curious, the elfen would lower himself down to the forest floor as he merely gazed upon the ancient artifact before himself.

 

Hours would pass.

 

The Elf would suddenly flinch at a sound from behind him, whipping his head about in order to face the source of the noise. He only found himself surprised to see a familiar furred figure standing there. Orileth remained ever silent as the other approached the stone, raising his hand to that his palm touched against the stone.

 

Moments would pass.

 

The Figure then turned to Orileth, waving the elf forth as he obediently did such. The figure then began chanting in an old and forgotten language, a blue mist manifesting itself about his hand as he pressed his palm then to Orileth's chest. The mist seeped into him, before the Figure would then motion Orileth to the stone. The elven nodded his head once before raising his own palm to press against the relic.

 

 

Insanity followed.

 

Madness gripped onto the mind of the Dark Elf, sending him tumbling to the ground in horror as images flashed throughout his mind. His worst fears came to life before him, followed by the sounds of screaming filling his very soul. All he saw was blackness, and all he heard was screeching to levels he had previously thought impossible. Yet past that, a light would shine... The same figure once more reappeared before him as its staff swung about in a wide arc, forging a pathway through the darkness towards the ever growing light. Oril stumbled forth then, reaching a hand out as he made his way towards such. In the end, all he would hear would be a single voice resonating throughout his head before he blacked out fully...

 

"You have been Granted Sight."

 

 

OOC
First post like this, really. I know its not SUPER GREAT LIKE SOME PEOPLE'S, but I think it was okay...

Anyways yeah. My Delf had fun today and this is the RP, sort of. Changed a lil bit of it to sound appealing.

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