Shadowscythe
Planetoid
- Joined
- Feb 17, 2012
It was a clear, moonlit night as a young boy strode through the forest of Kel'daon. His blue eyes flashed in the silver strands of moonlight that pierced the canopy like spears desperate to strike their target. His black hair was spiky and his outfit was as black as the midnight sky. A black jacket with fur trimming on the hood and silver bands going up the sleeves and stopping just under his shoulders. His black pants had a chain wrapping down the length of his left shin and upon his back he carried a longsword. His left hand had a small blue ring upon it that held a symbol of a sword in the gem.
His eyes flashed as he walked into a clearing and breathed in deeply. He smirked and set his sword down near a rock and looked up at the sky. "This is her territory...that's right. Seems my wandering is getting me into trouble again." He chuckled after he spoke and sat upon the stone. The boy's name was Jake and he was a wanderer at heart. A grade A magic user from the mage's tower in the capital city, he decided to forsake city life for adventure and glory. This was his third time in the forests of Kel'daon and the third time he found himself in this exact clearing in a well known werewolf's territory.
His eyes flashed as he walked into a clearing and breathed in deeply. He smirked and set his sword down near a rock and looked up at the sky. "This is her territory...that's right. Seems my wandering is getting me into trouble again." He chuckled after he spoke and sat upon the stone. The boy's name was Jake and he was a wanderer at heart. A grade A magic user from the mage's tower in the capital city, he decided to forsake city life for adventure and glory. This was his third time in the forests of Kel'daon and the third time he found himself in this exact clearing in a well known werewolf's territory.