“You thought throwing a rock at it would help?” Sol said quietly, then added, “Oh great divine… light, please forgive my comrade, he was only trying to help the rest of us.”
“Have we already displeased them?” Sol groans as he put a hand on his sheathed sword. Although, Sol thought, a sword won’t do much against gods… “Or perhaps it’s some of the magical creatures I read so much about?” Sol asked, looking to Yuri. “Well, aren’t you strong? Have you ever fought...
“I will treasure it forever, and I do have gifts for you as well, would you both want to follow me to my room? So I may retrieve them?” I haven’t really ever seen anything made outside of my kingdom, the Virgo people prided themselves on being entirely self reliant, but I had always wanted to...
Sol leans against the counter eyes flicking back and forth between the other two rulers. “You’re quite pretty yourself, Greythorn.” He grins. Sol wasn’t quite sure about either of them.
Yuri seemed nothing but kindness and brightness but there was something behind his eyes that made Sol uneasy...
Suddenly becoming aware of his appearance Sol brushed a hand through his hair and straightened his tunic. The newcomer, Yuri, as he had loudly announced, he had red hair, which seemed to match his personality. He was dressed poorly, if they were in Sol’s kingdom he would have paid for a whole...
Sol immediately straightened, “I just seem to be having trouble finding something to carry water in, there doesn’t seem to be any in this… cottage, and I’m in need of a drink.” He smiled, the girl seemed uneasy so he tried to seem friendly. The girl was tall, and pale, while her hair shone like...
After a while Sol became bored with the book and putting it aside he stood back up, hair still in ruins and lightly covered in dust he set out to find some water since he had given the last of it to his horse.
In the hall he looked around for help, although there didn’t seem to be any servants...
Before entering Sol led his horse to a hitching post, tying the horse off and pouring water from his waterskin into the trough standing there. He grabbed his belongings off the horse to lighten the animals load and carried them in. He was one of the last to enter, although there was a girl...
Sol had left the Holy Grounds early in the morning, it had been easy traveling through his country as the country men took great pride in the carefully manicured paths and roads. As he reached the more densely forested neutral area he had to dismount and lead his horse on foot. His horse carried...