Vasumir
A most unpleasant sensation had confirmed it. These serpents, through one way or another, had pumped Venom, Poison, into his body. And one that did not take long to affect him. Was he going forwards or backwards? Where was left? Was he even still standing? It felt like it, but then...
Vasumir
Vasumir had finally found it. Or more like the ambush had found him, finally. It was close, he was so close to relaxing, tough the exchange with the one who proclaimed itself as Alys, lead him back toward alertness. It was just so strange, that this entity misunderstood him so strongly...
Gasem
Much work had been done. Yet, so much more, was on the horizon. After all, for one, the treatment did not stop yet. Albeit true, that they were through the worst, there could still be complications! Infections! Death! And then what of all the hard work? It would have been mostly for...
Vasumir
Escalation. And a skirmish right before attempting to take down a dangerous beast. Exactly what was not needed. No. Possibly what was needed the least bit, probably right after finding out that the number of expected beasts, was higher than anticipated, which seemed to be one, if...
Vasumir
Death, and Destruction.
How curious…
And.
How.
Utterly.
Illogical.
He had felt gratitude for all the help which he had received from the badgers, especially, the healer, yet unlike the feelings he had entering the village of badgers, now he felt… nothing? Just the...
Gasem
Now the rest was up to coincidence, luck, maybe faith. Though one may argue, that there had to be a plethora of all three things already present, for him to even have stumbled upon these souls on the brink of death. Whether it was their luck or his, or even to both of them, remained to...
Vasumir
He still felt exhausted, refreshingly so, strangely enough. As if a great weight, pressing down on him, had lessened by a substantial margin. Quite surprising, after all, Vasumir had rather expected for it, to increase, considering the uncertainty that was inevitably going to plague him...
Gasem
*Haaah*
He went further and further. How long had it been by now? Long. So long that everything was consumed. Not a single provision remained, and his body slowly but steadily came closer to a complete collapse. Soon he'd have to rest and gather food anew. Maybe these trees could help...
Ajen Castiel
A lack of experience. And an expected loss. Yet, there was potential. Strength was already there. The physical requirements, they were sufficient. As well as her own evaluation, with more endurance, there was a chance to negate the lack of skill somewhat, still her overall...
Gasem
"Now what am I to do?" There he was standing and mumbling to himself, just far enough away from the wall of dead, to avoid any more incidents. The prior one had already been quite a hassle. It still was plaguing his mind, had he been detected? Or had it just been an unfortunate...
Vasumir
"Something, even I do not know. But there should not be any need for worry, I've received medical treatment prior. That should..."
'cough'
Again.
His heart beating at a quicker pace;
A stain of blood;
A sting in his chest;
A headache;
His eyes getting blurry;
So it wasn't over yet...
Vasumir
Again. A feeling of anger.
But why now? Why at all?
He couldn't remember ever having had such feelings, because of others.
Not in this very way. Not because someone got hurt. He only had felt an obligation to protect his students. Not once genuine responsibilty or anger born out of it...
Ajen Castiel
It was true, the most honorable way of fighting would not necessarily show the skills of everyone that was present. He should have taken such simple facts into consideration, without needing the guidance of another! Frustrating... And disappointing. This behaviour of his, would...
Vasumir
Reiterating spoken words, rarely, ever prove to be helpful. Even in the few many years, he'd had the pleasure of wandering around in his former realm. There were few iterations, were a repeat, was not met with a graver or even more dire situation at the very least. Pleading their case...
Gasem
Ignorance! How could she!
.....
She... was right.
An untold amount of lifetimes reading books, nothing else, was what stood behind his thoughts and assumptions. And he had even claimed, that he was sorry for his words offending Sir Raven! Yet he had dared to presume, to think, based on...
Gasem
Ah... Conflict. The start of the story, or so it seemed. All unfolding directly before him. And just as expected! Excitement, Actual interaction! Such a refreshing change compared to the untold number of books and stories he had read through. Despite evidently not differing too much.
At...
Barten
Nothing....
But suddenly... IT, came into being.
...what was IT? What was... he?
Strange. It never had heard this word before. After all, it just started existing a few moments ago. Yet it possessed so many... experiences? No, knowledge. Or maybe something else? It wasn't...
Vasumir
So this was it? He had gained some insight. Had come closer to his former self. And yet, it seemed as if this was already the end of his journey. The man introdcuing himself clearly as hunter of skies, was distrustful, rightfully so. There was no reason to believe Vasumir, but it would...
This seems quite interesting. And I'd certainly liked to join. Regardless of that, may I inquire, whether there is a god of knowledge or similar already existing?