[PK] A Life of Ambition

[BobBox 3798]

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The life of young Taurion Vulnrith was filled with ambition from the start, first to protect the lands, then to nurture them, though finally he was content to simply learn about them. He ventured from his druidic homeland and briefly saw the lands of man before returning. He saw The Watcher’s Roost in its entirety, felt the plants and animals within, and read the books he could.

 

Yet a life filled with ambition leads to few accolades if not acted upon. This was the unfortunate situation of the young man, always a few moments too hesitant, a few steps behind his brothers and sisters. Even when the ball was rolling, it would often come to a sudden stop. This was the life of the young Taurion Vulnrith, who would meet his end in unfortunate circumstances.

 

Those few who had seen him frequently would no longer see his bald head, nor his silver eyes. The few possessions he carried on his person would never make it back home, nor would his soul reach the land of other druids. The circumstances that led to his death were unknown, though it was certain that he would never be seen again and his voice would never be heard.

 

The Vulnrith was dead.
 

 

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Thank you to Juno for the character. Would have liked to do more, but I feel like that's what everyone says about their character. Time to move on to the next, can't cheat death.

 

[MonteGiant 891]

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NOT THE ONE WHO I GAVE SOME BOLAS TOO!!!!!!!!!!

 

[Tav 4336]

Flora fixed their attention without a thought to spare, as sunlight crept through branches of an arching tree; they wished to absorb its warmth, drained from the cold night that washed over Nevaehlen.  “How cruel,” spoke the Prisgoth, eyes regarding life with a look of disdain. Could they not see now as a time of mourning? How could they be so ignorant? 

 

He knew death was never a merciful concept, and misfortune had its greedy tactics–yet, why take the silver-eyed fox, out of all the others?

 

[Spoopy_Duck 3217]

Laurië had grown rather used to the absences of his older brother. While he would often spend his days alone at the island he had recently found himself more involved within the affairs of the continent. Protecting his family from the mysterious threat the world posed as best he could. The two siblings were not even close for that matter. Though even though they barely spoke to one another they were still siblings and that bond would never be broken. As the continent seemed to inexplicably wage war against the descendants who had settled decades ago the thought of where his brother may have been was not the most common occurance. For the Vulnrith knew that at some point he would see him once again.

Eventually he would come to realize that his brother was gone forever...