Title: Shattered Memories
Kental-Akari - June 2, 2005 03:58 PM (GMT)
Kental walked swiftly with a long black jacket over her normal cloths and kept her head low as she walked. Her eyes showed determination and fear but they also held the slightest traces of hope as she made her way through the forest. She kept walking, but slowed as she got to the darker part of the forest, but only slightly. She didn’t stop to enjoy the sights, smells, or sounds of the forests, as she would usually do. After deciding the forest would not do she continued walking, and opened her wings just slightly. The action and her partly opened wings were almost invisible with the long jacket she wore. Her wings gave her a little extra burst of speed, but she kept close to the ground. She feared that she would be stopped or bothered even though she had not seen anyone since she had gotten here, not that she had any idea where here was. Her memories were unreliable but she had faint memories of being in a town, yet she could not find such a place here. Her memories only extended back for a few days, she didn’t know that she had been taken to another realm and was no longer sure what was real.
She stopped suddenly as the purpose of her journey slipped out of her memory like so many things had. She didn’t know who she was or why she was here; about the only thing she remembered was how to survive in the forest and that did not take much conscious thought. She glanced about her surroundings hoping to find a clue to her purpose but instead of finding an answer she only saw that she was nearing the edge of the forest, a place where she no longer wanted to go. As quickly as she had come she turned to retreat deeper into the forest, once again. For the past few days she had come close to the edge with a purpose in mind only to forget was it was when she was nearing the unknown. Even the realization that she had repeated this journey many times was lost to her. Occasionally she would remember but her mind refused to hold details and the thoughts she wanted it to.
The darkness of the inner forest soothed her and calmed her pulsing heart. She had grown to love the darkness the thicker parts of the forest offered her and to love the night as well. The sun was beginning to set as she climbed into one of the trees and settled down to try to enter the realms of sleep but she knew it was useless. Her dreams, when she was able to sleep, were filled with strange images she felt she should recognize but that she did not. She could not scare them away as she had tried, the thought that they meant something was yet another thing that was lost to her. Although she was not in hyperrage she had begun reverting to an animalistic state, one in which there was never true peace. Even as she tried to enter sleep she was aware of her surroundings and carefully listened for anything that could be a threat.
Shades - June 16, 2005 02:43 AM (GMT)
The eyes stared as Kental began to climb. The slight moonlight that was now starting to reveal itself, casted its illumination just enough on the watcher to cause a silhouette to form around its features. The form quickly darted to a new location, completely silent and discreet. A few moments later, it moved to a clear spot and waved a hand at the the girl in the tree.
"Hello up there!" He hoped that she hadn't fallen asleep already, for he wouldn't want to disturb her and possible get on her less pleasent side... But he took the risk anyway, knowing he might be able to have another ally.
His form was an average height, a cloak covering most of him, but underneath it a well fitting light blue tunic and dark pants that gathered up a bit once they reached his boots. They were also dark, though they had a brown influence in their color, and both had two belts going diagonally across them on each side.
His hair was black; it went down to about the tip of his nose when wet, but since it was dry it simply stayed over his eyes. He shook his head to get them out of his face.
(Kinda short in comparison...)
Kental-Akari - June 17, 2005 01:35 AM (GMT)
(I’m just glad that someone posted. I’m also used to replying to much shorter posts.)
Her ears had betrayed her and had not alerted her to the lurking figure; if he would have been a hunter and she the prey she would likely be a lifeless corpse by now. Hunter… The word was familiar to her and brought with it the fear of being hunted like an animal. The memory, like many others, was random but at least fragmented pieces of her mind survived. She searched for the owner of the voice and upon seeing him a memory of another was brought to her mind; although she could not name the figure in the memory she loathed him beyond reason. Her mind recognized betrayal even if her conscious thoughts did not. Speak…he uses the tongue of the village. He is not here to hunt, not a danger… She had to think before speaking to force the language she once knew so well to come back to her. When she had thought she had reverted to draconic. Pleasantries were lost to her, she had been wondering in an unknown land for a while; if there was a way back to the familiar she wanted to know.
“What is this place called?”
She shifted in the tree before dropping down to the ground to an area forsaken by the scattered rays of moonlight that danced around. Her dark hair fell down her back, exposing her gently pointed ears but she was not an elf. She was not of this world at all; she had come from one where she had been outcast and abused. A scar, caused by the edge of some weapon, curved around her right eye. She watched him as if expecting him to attack.
Shades - June 17, 2005 05:03 AM (GMT)
(Yeah, I know how you feel.)
Tyreal's eyes watched carefully as the girl slid from her perch. He eased up once she had landed and smiled warmly.
"We're in the southern half of the Enora Flora. You're not from around here, are you?" He laughed softly, knowing it was a dumb question. He suddenly realized that she had been in a stance in which she could attack at any moment she wanted to. He ignored it, and continued to speak,
"Don't worry, I mean no harm. What are you doing way out here? Shouldn't you be in a town?" He then shook his head slightly. "Are you lost? I'd be glad to help you..." He kneeled down and grabbed a couple sticks, then threw them into a small pile.
"We should set camp before we do anything though." He placed a ring of rocks around the mess, then grabbed a chunk of flint from his backpack and started to scrape a stone against it.
(Eh, sorry about not writing too well lately. I'm trying. >_<; )
Kental-Akari - June 17, 2005 03:13 PM (GMT)
She ignored the questions for a moment in a silent agreement that setting up a camp might not be the worst idea. She turned one palm upward and without too much thought summoned a flame which she dropped on the sticks. The ability to control and create fire was her main ability; the act did not drain her energy at all. She stepped back again to lean against the tree she had been perched in moments earlier and watched the flame as it danced. So much of her life had revolved around flame and fire; she could not help but recall vague memories as she allowed herself to be transfixed by it. Still she could not let herself be overcome by the fire…
She glanced back to Tyreal and only then realized how lost she really was. She had never heard of Enora Flora; as she had before she suspected that she was no longer near her hometown on Kumnai, in fact she doubted that she was even on Wynern. Still she had never had any use for towns, she had been banished from Kumnai when her draconic powers began to show; she could only expect the same treatment here. Yet she had not been hunted yet and she may be able to hide her heritage for a while before being discovered.
“I’m not sure what I’m doing here, I awoke here a while ago and never left. The last thing I remember I was in Kumnai located on the realm…world… of Wynern.”
Shades - June 18, 2005 03:22 AM (GMT)
He smiled at her silence,
"Not very chatty, are you?" He shrugged. "Fine by me, I'll find a way to make you talk eventually." He chuckled, then stepped back as Kental formed the flame and started the fire.
"Woah!" He was caught by surprise, though he felt stupid for doing so. Of course someone from a different land might be able to do this sort of thing! Then again, even people from Valdar could do that type of stuff. He grinned as she spoke, somewhat glad she had begun to speak.
"Wait... Kumnai? Wynern? Wow, you really aren't from around here. I've never even heard of those places. Kind of strange that you would end up on another world, eh"? The thief shook his head, "then again, lots of weird stuff is going on. I think it's because of the so-called 'gods'."
Kental-Akari - June 19, 2005 12:12 AM (GMT)
She glanced at him sharply with darkened eyes. She had her own theories about gods, one was that one had created Akari but they had forsaken her and never lifted a finger to help Akari or herself. If they existed on this or on any world they were not beings she wanted to deal with. She would believe in realms that could be reached only in death for she had felt them as she was near death but that was something completely different.
“Do not speak of the monstrous and pompous beings who even dare call themselves gods, regardless of if they reveal themselves openly or not.”
She fell silent as se realized the demon presence had awoken more during her outburst and had even started grasping for control. She didn’t know if the red that signified Hatemai had started to seep into her eyes but at the moment she didn’t care. If such a simple statement caused the demon to awaken it was only a matter of time before her full force was once again awakened and poisoning her mind and thoughts, perhaps forcing her back into hiding. In a way it was better if the demon were awakened now while she was still in the forest, then less people would recognize her and it would be harder to find her. She was once a monster because of Ambron and her draconic powers, while people might be able to accept that she doubted they would care for a rampaging lunatic. Only one had truly been able to accept her before but he had betrayed her; although exactly how escaped her she knew that he had turned against her. With her spirit’s reemerging patches of memory began to come as well, although it was doubtful that she would remember most of what had happened. She was calmer now, for the moment at least.
Shades - June 19, 2005 03:18 PM (GMT)
He grinned when he heard her comment on the gods. Good, he wouldn't have to convince her that they were useless and hated the people. She already knew.
"Sorry to be bringing it up again, but I completely agree with you. They say they're gods, but they don't do anything to deserve the title. They despise us." He shook his head. "They want nothing to do with us, unless it's torture."
If Kental had changed at all, Tyreal hadn't noticed. He had been to busy picking up twigs and tossing them into the fire to keep it blazing, and clearing areas of any leaves or pineneedles so it would be more comfortable to sleep on.
"It would be best to get some rest, then move out tomorrow. Where are you headed?"
Kental-Akari - June 19, 2005 05:10 PM (GMT)
“I’m not really headed anywhere. I know nothing of this world other than some areas of this forest but I suppose it would be helpful to know the area better since it appears I’m stuck here. Where are you going?”
She had picked up a small twig and set part of it on fire. Playing with fire had become a nervous habit for her but she also found a small glimmer of amusement while making the flames flicker back and forth. In a way it was the only thing she had control over but she was not in a philosophical mood. She had to accept whatever had happened to her and learn how to at least tolerate the general humanoid population again, which would be an interesting feat considering she had never had much use for them in the first place.
Kental began her ascent up the tree once again. She had felt vulnerable on the ground because she didn’t know what kinds of beasts lurked through the forest, that and she had left the few belongings she had up there.
“What were you doing in the forest anyway?”