Forel Descendant

[Nethrel 38]

 

 

All was calm and tranquil in the deep forestry of Southwood. The sparrows and thrushes blaring sweet songs of morning sunrise to sweeten the atmosphere in the Anthos woodlands. Nearby villages hard at work through crops and bountiful plateau's in order to keep the lands fruitacious, and rich in harvest. As the sun began to rise upon the horizon, with it came a disturbance among the peace.

 

A mounted figure, hooded and cloaked whispd through the wind, occasionally darting her head over her shoulder to watch her tail. The figure had golden locks, trailing from the darkness her hood sheltered. The horse she rode upon was in full gallop, matching the sense of panic between rider and animal a clear sense had struck the observing villagers that something was wrong here. The nearby wildlife evacuated path for the horses direction as the rider continued her vigorous venture deep into the woodland.

 

((Ignore the writing, best image I could find:L))

 

As the hooded figure and her mount delved into the forestry and out of plain view. Three large men mounted on broad, muscular horses halted on the horizons belt where the cloaked rider had risen, overlooking the ahead view of forestry.

 

"Bah! She's gone!"

 

The three riders veered their horses away from the direction of Anthos and back around into the outlands.

 

The villagers look confused and lost on the events that just occurred. Who was this hooded being? Why was she being followed? What does she intend to do in the lands of Anthos? However without further consultation with themselves they continue their work.

 

((She's daughter of Tara and Braxis, Granddaughter to Syrio and Shoi :3)) 

[_pok_ 1768]

I'll believe it when you **** diamonds and piss gold

[Thatpyrodude 2008]

Banok would congratulate Syrio from the grave

[Nethrel 38]

I'll believe it when you **** diamonds and piss gold

 

((Oh..))

[MediocreGamer 838]

[Moot 1719]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.