[color=0072bc][h3]Ardur The Pixie[/h3][/color]  [color=92278f] My First Kill >>>> A Hope and A Prayer /// day 8 // Afternoon > Evening[/color]

After catching his breath and listening to the others Ardur smiled and quickly followed after the other pixie. Another chance to possibly earn some Levels and get new skills. Following the others lead He picked up a side of the rubbery membrane that seemed intent on simply devouring the rat it held. With most of his strength he began to lift the creature who was many sizes larger than all of them until it was several feet off the ground.

Having moved it this far and it was already trying to swing at the others. The trio dropped the large membrane on the rock spikes below. The ooze seemed damaged but not dead. Part of it still held onto the rat while the rest began to slowly make its way out of the jumble of stone. Looking to the other two for a moment Ardur gave them a smile, [color=662d91]“Ooo lesser flight level 3”[/color] before looking around the cave again.

It was beginning to get darker the small holes of light in the ceiling was growing dim and the activity of the other monsters in the cave was beginning to wind down again. “[color=662d91]The goblins will be back soon[/color]” he spoke to both of them. “[color=662d91]Quickly grab some stones to drop on it or get your wisp friend to shoot the slime if you’re out to kill it[/color].” He ordered as the pale pixie turned back towards the other two. “[color=662d91]When they come fly high out of their reach if you must run. Hide in the crevasses. Stay safe and survive and hopefully we will meet again[/color].”

Ardur began to look around again for some larger stones that he could dive bomb onto the slime and get some practice in before regrouping at the bonfire. “[color=662d91]O and my name is Ardur[/color]” he forgot about introductions earlier. Swooping down to the ground he was quick to pick up a large stone. The stone was oval and a little heavy but nothing he couldn’t carry. Quickly he flew up towards the ceiling above the slime and swooped down toward it drop the stone above the slime but still out of what he hoped was its reach.

Ardur only did this once the other two times he dropped the rock from high up to practice his aim. He only hoped the others hadn’t used all the flame touched crystals because he was hoping to be going on a bombing run with them. Stopping for a moment on top of a nearby tall rock formation to rest. The pixie again found himself looking around, “[color=662d91]I wish you all good luck in the fight to come, I’m sure we will all need it.” [/color]His voice seemed a bit more brooding as he slowly began to meditate for a few more moments, focusing on his breathing and then all the small sounds around him.

Just for a moment he sensed a slice of peace in the cave. Perhaps it was the calm before the storm, maybe even a sign of things to come once the goblins were dead and gone. Either way he continued to meditate for a few moments longer letting his stamina recharge. “[i][color=662d91]I’m not entirely sure if anyone is listening but for whoever might be watching or listening I pray to you.” [/color][/i]He was whispering now, his words intended for some higher unseen power who he might relate too.

[i][color=662d91]“I pray that you may witness our plight and give us luck on what comes next. That you would fill our hearts with courage and give us the opportunity to be great, to be mighty.” [/color][/i]He wasn’t entirely sure why he was doing this but anything would help at this point. “[i][color=662d91]I pray that you would see through our faults and the wrongs we may have committed in our past lives. That you would see us for the creatures we are and not see monsters but beings who are doing what they believe to be right. To protect each other and grow strong together to tip the scales of balance and just maybe throw a bit more light into this world.”[/color][/i]

Ardur was a pagan believer in his past life, worshiping old gods of thunder and wisdom from the Viking era. He was taught to treat the gods like friends or companions, to talk to them like he would family. But here he felt that if there were gods they might just be a bit more regal than what he is used to considering them. Standing tall from his bout of meditation and feeling rested he took one more glance at the slime and the others before taking off toward the bonfire.

[@Zeroth]
[@Rune_Alchemist]
[@CollectorOfMyst]
[@ghastlyInc]

[hider=Ardur's character stats]
[b]Level:[/b] 2

[b]Health:[/b] Full
[b]Mana:[/b] 3/4
[b]Stamina:[/b] Full

[b]Inventory:[/b] N/A

[b]Clothes:[/b] N/A

[b]Weapons:[/b] N/A

[b]Magic/Skills:[/b] Shield I, Lesser Flight III, Minor Heal III, Physical Conditioning I, Fire Resistance I
[/hider]