Thalesin woke up with a start, tumbling off of the place he had been laying onto the hard ground below. "Ouch," he mumbled to himself sitting up and stretching ",Guess that storm is over and I can finally get home. Boy do I have a story to share."
He stood up eyes opening and blinking a few times to get rid of what grogginess he might of still had. He did not notice at first the street lamps providing the light that he believed to be coming from the warm sun of his world. He did not notice he was surrounded by buildings, only taking them in as being rock formations. When his eyes finally focused and saw that he definitely was not in the cave he had fallen asleep in, he stumbled back in shock, falling on a bench which was where he had been before awaking here. The question now was what was here exactly? Where was he even. Thalesin only remembered that he had escaped a terrible storm that had appeared out of no where on his way home after a day of fun and activities with friends. The black clouds had brought mighty winds and a waterfall of rain. He had found a cave to escape the weather and figured he would wait it out. As he had entered the cave though something drew him in, a soft whisper it sounded to his ear. Deeper and deeper he had gone into the cave, not knowing truly why. Into the depths he had gone until walking into a large cavern containing the ancient ruins of some forgotten age, but the ruins were not what attracted his attention, it had been the sword.
As he thought about the sword while he was on the bench, he felt cold metal between his fingers, and it wasn't the bench. He looked down and his eyes widened once more nearly popping out of his head. In his hand was the hilt of the same sword he saw, a sword that he had believed to only reside in legends and old tales. A sword believed to be made from the very essence of moonlight and crafted from a might foe vanquished by a powerful knight. A sword that had quelled great evil and brought peace to the realms. He looked in awe at it. Surely he still must be dreaming, first the buildings, this place, and now the sword. None of it could be real. He pinched himself and felt a jolt of pain leaving him to realize it wasn't a dream.
Thalesin was interrupted by his thoughts when he heard the music of a bell. He looked across the square that resided a little down the way from the buildings to see a bell tower."Maybe we can get some answers there. Doesn't seem anyone else is around to ask and someone has to be ringing it, hopefully they are still there.," he said standing up, sword now resting on his shoulder. He walked down the streets toward his destination in hopes of finding answers as well as a feeling of excitement building within. He had always wanted to travel and now it seemed he was getting that chance. To have his own adventure with a legendary sword. He might of not known why but part of him didn't care at the time.
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I'll get a post up later.
Yeah me too, I'll get another post up tonight.
Thalesin is a good guy through and through.
Altered Tundra said
I could just see the headline now:The Talking Fire vs the Silent Plant. XDBut seriously, I guess it just depends on what side they end up on. should they be on the same side, fight is looking like it won't happen. However, should they choose opposite sides, well let's just say shit will get weird real fast.
Thalesin calls dibs on fighting the winner. XD
Satsuriku left the shrine, feeling it would be best now to do some training in the gardens. Despite being affiliated with death he had a fondness for the gardens oddly enough, there was something he enjoyed about it but what it was he could never put his finger on it. Perhaps it was merely because of where he had come from before joining the clan. He was found by master Shinto on one of the Orokin Derelict ships that usually were outside the normal solar system. How long Satsuriku had been stuck on the ship alone with only the infected to kill to pass time he did not know, only that when the oppurtunity was given to get off of the technocyte infected ship, he didn't look back.
When he reached the gardens, there were a few other tennos there, some doing the same thing he planned on doing, others were merely meditating. He drew his ether reaper, the blade pulsing with energy that it was made from and found an empty space to begin his training. With grace he went through the motions of his technique, commonly referred as the Reaping Spiral stance, which were a lot of fast pace motions with the Ether Reaper he carried. It came second nature to him.
When he reached the gardens, there were a few other tennos there, some doing the same thing he planned on doing, others were merely meditating. He drew his ether reaper, the blade pulsing with energy that it was made from and found an empty space to begin his training. With grace he went through the motions of his technique, commonly referred as the Reaping Spiral stance, which were a lot of fast pace motions with the Ether Reaper he carried. It came second nature to him.
The sword now has a name, now just to think on a Destiny move and a description for the trinity move.
I'll be getting a post up later tonight hopefully.
Altered Tundra said
Who is that in your sig space, Argetiam?
It's no one really, it's from a trailer from this years E3 for a game called Bloodborne. You see I'm a big Demon's Souls and Dark Souls fan and with Bloodborne being made by the same people who made those games I felt like putting it as my sig, plus I just love the saw cleaver weapon that was shown in the trailer.
Well my CS is mostly done, I just need to figure out the sword's name and his Trinity move description. Feel free to tell me if things need to be fixed.
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