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Darkness Rising, Ch. 3 RevisedThey entered Kirath just as dusk began to fall and muted birdsong announced the transition between day and night. They had been marching through the rocky northern foothills of the Spire mountain range, interspersed here and there by tough patches of grass and hardy shrubs that had managed to find footholds in the poor soil. Boulders were common, as were caves and cliffsides. The path twisted and turned between obstacles, and it was around one such bend that they first spotted sign of what they were looking for.

An ancient, ruined watchtower sat to the side of the road, its walls peppered with gaping holes caused by catapults and other en

Darkness Rising, Ch. 18The sun had just reached its zenith, and was beginning its slow descent into the afternoon. The party had been traveling for weeks, and the autumn leaves had already turned and gone past, showering the world in a brilliant carpet of burnt orange, flaming red, and searing yellow. Roma was far to the south, left behind on the long journey to the north.

A very, very long journey north, Faringoth reflected sullenly as he glanced at the newest member to their party. Amlain Tolwen was well-spoken, well-dressed, and well-informed; the perfect gentleman. Faringoth could not stand the man. From his thin nose, angular jaw, and light blue eyes to

Darkness Rising, Ch. 2 RevisedThe next morning dawned gently. Meadow mist lurked in whisps throughout the camp, turning the tents into dark hulking islands, while the few souls who had risen with the sun were moving slowly between them, appearing as shadowy figures themselves. Sound was muffled but for the singing of the birds, which seemed unnaturally loud in the absence of all other noise. The rising sun sent glimmering golden rays through the damp air, filtering through the smattering of nearby trees to sink into the untouched blades of grass that covered the ground.

Alix stepped out of her tent, her blonde hair slightly tousled and he

Darkness Rising, Chapter 17Carwyn sprinted across the small yard that lay between the many structures that comprised the Order of Dawn monastery, heading straight for the building with a large dome at its back. He pushed through the two front doors hurriedly, causing several nearby monks to pause and stare. His path took him down a long hallway, at the end of which he turned right and rushed down another long, curving corridor. He started counting the doors that led off to the right under his shortening breath, until at last he stood in front of one in particular, which appeared no different than any of the others that he had already passed.

Carwyn paused, listenin

Darkness Rising, Ch. 1 RevisedThe sun grazed the tops of the Spire Mountains to the west, sinking behind their rocky faces in a glory of red and gold. A crow, outlined briefly as it flew across the outer rim of the shining disc, cawed derisively as it careened carelessly to the south, seeking the cool bows of a small evergreen forest a short ways away. It had been another blistering day, as would be expected in the height of summer, and the ground shimmered slightly as it radiated excess heat back up to the heavens. A few early crickets chirped together in the long grass, and shadows lengthened slowly across the partially wooded plains, ru

Darkness Rising, Chapter 16Faringoth and the rest of the party glanced around at the sound of the yelp behind them. The sound echoed across the rocks, ricocheting from surface to surface before finally dying away completely. About fifty feet away Faringoth spotted Carwyn’s short-cropped hair, almost hidden behind a large boulder. He had not noticed when the sorcerer had wandered away from the party, as he and everyone else had been too busy staring gloomily up at the imposing rock face that stood between them and the monastery. Faringoth was at a loss as to how they were supposed to scale such an obstacle; he could see no cracks or

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Zuriby ~errantangel

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One of the main characters from a story written by my friend MisteriEngel. [link]

"Zuri has emerald green eyes and deep red hair that she keeps braided. Her hair goes to her lower back. Her daggers are kept all over, though there are only two that can be seen; one on her left thigh in a sheath and one on her right hip in a sheath. Her Longsword is in a scabbard on her back"

This is my first attempt at not using any lines in a picture. Hope you like!

*StarryHunter Apr 9, 2009 Hobbyist Writer

I forgot to write the piece to go with her. I'll leave myself a note to do so asap. How is Gavan coming along?

~Deul7 Mar 11, 2009

WOW thats amazing

*StarryHunter Mar 11, 2009 Hobbyist Writer

If you want, I would LOVE to write a little piece to go in your author's notes about Zuri. A little more descriptive than that which I had given you and something fun for me to pull out of my ass lmfao.

~errantangel Mar 12, 2009

that would be great! just post it on the pic, or you can email me.

*StarryHunter Mar 12, 2009 Hobbyist Writer

Heh heh kay

*StarryHunter Mar 10, 2009 Hobbyist Writer

She is beautiful! I love her!

Thankies!

I love her boots, haha.

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