Kolath
Pulsar
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
Karin slowly made her way out of the city. She was so excited, she had just finished the trails to become a acolyte and start her on the path to becoming the greatest priestess there had ever been. It was a dream come true for her. she hadnâ??t learned much yet mostly how to channel her spiritual energy into healing someone and just a little bit on how to bless them with strength and agility.
As all young acolytes she carried her holy book with her as well as a heavy mace. It was there to help her defend herself until she learned how to channel her spiritual energy into damaging holy energy. The only thing was she was not very good with it yet, but she planned to get a lot of practice today.
Heading off into the field she started to look around for monsters hoping to find something rather easy to face down. Her copper red hair shone lightly in the sun, under the hair band she used to keep it back, as it tumbled down her back nearly to her ass. She wore the normal covering clothing of a acolyte, a long skirt coming down to her ankles and a blouse with a vest over it.
She had found a few monsters in the field all of them simple to beat for even the novices who had yet to pass a trail. She wanted to fight something stronger, so she headed deeper into the field exploring the edge of the woods. She was taking a great risk by being so close since the woods were dangerous even for fighters unless they were very skilled.
As all young acolytes she carried her holy book with her as well as a heavy mace. It was there to help her defend herself until she learned how to channel her spiritual energy into damaging holy energy. The only thing was she was not very good with it yet, but she planned to get a lot of practice today.
Heading off into the field she started to look around for monsters hoping to find something rather easy to face down. Her copper red hair shone lightly in the sun, under the hair band she used to keep it back, as it tumbled down her back nearly to her ass. She wore the normal covering clothing of a acolyte, a long skirt coming down to her ankles and a blouse with a vest over it.
She had found a few monsters in the field all of them simple to beat for even the novices who had yet to pass a trail. She wanted to fight something stronger, so she headed deeper into the field exploring the edge of the woods. She was taking a great risk by being so close since the woods were dangerous even for fighters unless they were very skilled.