Shadow Of Light
Friday, September 26, 2008
No sooner had I left the Inn, the woman with her interesting notions of soothesaying, and the warm meal from which I had partaken, I was met up by a hooded fellow of impressive height. He seemed taken keeping his visage well hidden.. though I cannot say I blamed him after my first glimpse. For he sported an entire faceful of red and black markings as well as a set of horns protruding through his bald head. Yet after once he had gained my favor, he admitted he too, was heading in the same direction.. to the Amberleaf Weald. As if to compound his intent to travel as my companion, the man hailed us two horses, procuring them with his own coin. My journey to reach Bryony de Rose was now.. godspeed.
The man with his strange facial markings introduced himself and henceforth became known to me as Shadow. Across the Ivory Prairie and all throughout the night we made our haste until we reached the Amber Mountains, inside of which lays nestled the Weald.. that enchanted forest from which my.. former bride.. hails.
The man with his strange facial markings introduced himself and henceforth became known to me as Shadow. Across the Ivory Prairie and all throughout the night we made our haste until we reached the Amber Mountains, inside of which lays nestled the Weald.. that enchanted forest from which my.. former bride.. hails.
Labels: Bryony, Bryony de Rose, Druid, Necromancer, Storyteller's Triquetra, The Triquetra, Triquetra, Vale, Vale of the Enclave, Warlock, Warrick, Warrick Erebus
