Benen Eachann
Supernova
- Joined
- Apr 4, 2011
- Location
- Off in my own world
their race was dying and they knew that it was. the Lycans tried everything they could until they were down to their last resorts, but for one small tribe deep in the forest they still hung on to hope.
Every Year they would send out 5, into teh world to find a mate and bare children. this was a common practice with them, and for the last 8 years none had returned, yet they always sent out 5 and only 5.
it had been almost 6 years now, and Azer no longer remembered what his family looked like, nor anyone from his village. but always he remembered his mission. 'find a mate, and bare children to make the clan stronger.'
he had found one but she seemed different, like he some how knew her, but he couldn't remember from where. he wore a simple leather vest over a white tunic and a pair of hide pants, with leather boots, his long silver hair, betraying his age, for what it wasn't, pulled back into a pony tail, he took up the trade he left the village at, and found work as a black smith.
Every Year they would send out 5, into teh world to find a mate and bare children. this was a common practice with them, and for the last 8 years none had returned, yet they always sent out 5 and only 5.
it had been almost 6 years now, and Azer no longer remembered what his family looked like, nor anyone from his village. but always he remembered his mission. 'find a mate, and bare children to make the clan stronger.'
he had found one but she seemed different, like he some how knew her, but he couldn't remember from where. he wore a simple leather vest over a white tunic and a pair of hide pants, with leather boots, his long silver hair, betraying his age, for what it wasn't, pulled back into a pony tail, he took up the trade he left the village at, and found work as a black smith.