Samson (Derick) 123 Share Posted June 16, 2012 -Snip- Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lynesse {Celia/Jazzy} 398 Share Posted June 16, 2012 Celia does her daily walk about of Haelun'or. As she sees a small crowd gathering she is interested and decides to look. "I'll have to talk to Lucion about this... We already have four kids..." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Samler 1565 Share Posted June 16, 2012 Seth walks along with the walls then he spots the crowd, he goes down to them in his "Sillumir" uniform with his cold mask that looked like it was made from pure gold, he asks around in the crowd who the boy was, after getting the story told by three different persones Seth studies the boy a bit, he ask him. "How old are you, young one? And from what city do you fare from?" Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Samson (Derick) 123 Author Share Posted June 16, 2012 Looks up at the man, from the middle of the crowd and replies. "T-The Priest's said I was nine, And I l-lived in Areathor." Glances around awkwardly. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Samler 1565 Share Posted June 16, 2012 Seth nods slowly. "So, is anybody but Celia intrested in adopting this child?" He asks around in the crowd avoiding eye contact with Celia. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
KannAllyEnd 12 Share Posted June 16, 2012 Ante'vuln locks eyes with the child, her heart constricted and beating in her ears. Oh, how she pities him, how she understands. For a moment, she sees herself standing there in his place, the unwanted orphan or circumstance. 'Do you have dreams, little one?' She wonders silently, 'do your unanswered questions haunt you at night?' His eyes are her own as he searches the crowd for a friendly face. For a home, she realizes with a pain. And suddenly it no longer matters that this unwanted child is a stranger. It only matters that he is lost and she could keep him safe. It doesn't occur to her that she yet has no home of her own, nor means of caring for a small frightened boy. She is only thinking of how she could be his home, his family. How she could soothe his fears and night terrors, and he could belong. He could belong with her. She isn't thinking at all when she says it: "I will care for the child!" The words leave her, and quickly, she closes her mouth. What has she done? What has she accepted? What has she- He is looking at her now, and the doubts drain from her. She can do this, for they are bound, two sharers of a fate. "That is..." she clears her throat, staring at her feet shuffling in the dust, "until we can ascertain he is truly Mali'thil." She clarifies this, feeling dazed. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Samson (Derick) 123 Author Share Posted June 16, 2012 "The trader called me simply an elf, and I seem to age slower than humans." Says Darius, standing in the middle of the crowd. "The Areathor priests simply told me, that I was 'Different' than the others. I've learned much about farming and book from the priests, and I have no interest in war. I find war a barbaric venture at best." 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
steelersfan1221 300 Share Posted December 20, 2012 Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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