12-08-2008, 06:27 AM
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OOC: Okay, I finally thought of something to post.
IC: North of all those involved, strode a man named Krull, Azaver Krull. He journeyed for days from his homeland in the icy steppes seeking a certain temple in the deserts to the south. In his pack was contained a stone fragment, a relic from the days of his ancestors, when the summoners were great and many. Krull seeks to finish this fragment, to begin claiming his birthright one day return to his people to lead them to war against the soft southerners. Reaching behind his head, he pulls out the fragment and begins examining it.
On it is the incomplete symbol of what looked to be a shield. Below it, were words written in a strange language, below them were words written in the runic tongue of his people translating those above. The spell was indecipherable since this was but a piece of a complete summoning spell. Placing the fragment back into his pack and uttering a prayer to the gods of his home, he continued, eventually happening upon an oasis. It did not take long to figure out that someone was here before him, and not gone long.
Not caring too much since no one was in sight, Krull refilled his water skins and drank a good deal himself. Taking a rest beneath the shade of a tree, he recalled the words of his tribal elder.
In the burning desertlands of the south you will find a temple. It is there that summoners gathered to share their craft and record it. Before their war, even summoners of our own people went there. Your quest will take you to that place.
After his rest, Krull got up and continued in the direction of the ruins. He had failed to noticed the markings upon the stone he was sitting on.
OOC: Okay, I finally thought of something to post.
IC: North of all those involved, strode a man named Krull, Azaver Krull. He journeyed for days from his homeland in the icy steppes seeking a certain temple in the deserts to the south. In his pack was contained a stone fragment, a relic from the days of his ancestors, when the summoners were great and many. Krull seeks to finish this fragment, to begin claiming his birthright one day return to his people to lead them to war against the soft southerners. Reaching behind his head, he pulls out the fragment and begins examining it.
On it is the incomplete symbol of what looked to be a shield. Below it, were words written in a strange language, below them were words written in the runic tongue of his people translating those above. The spell was indecipherable since this was but a piece of a complete summoning spell. Placing the fragment back into his pack and uttering a prayer to the gods of his home, he continued, eventually happening upon an oasis. It did not take long to figure out that someone was here before him, and not gone long.
Not caring too much since no one was in sight, Krull refilled his water skins and drank a good deal himself. Taking a rest beneath the shade of a tree, he recalled the words of his tribal elder.
In the burning desertlands of the south you will find a temple. It is there that summoners gathered to share their craft and record it. Before their war, even summoners of our own people went there. Your quest will take you to that place.
After his rest, Krull got up and continued in the direction of the ruins. He had failed to noticed the markings upon the stone he was sitting on.