Tribal Dancer
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Stormlight's own history (Part 2)
To live free, to hunt, and to howl that was how she spent the many turns of her life. All was good and predictable. That all changed one afternoon while out exploring with her hunt mates. They were searching for a place to relocate the tribe so that they could be closer to the moving herds of branch horns. Briar bore Stormlight up along the rocky hillside to inspect what looked to be a cave opening. She dismounted and Briar followed at her side. At the cave entrance she listened, watched, and scented the air to make sure she didn’t walk in on an angry beast. Things seemed clear, but she kept alert as she went farther and farther in. Her eyes quickly adjusted to the dim visibility. A tingling in her senses told her some extremely old magic was in this place. Briar whined. The wolf didn’t like it at all.
Suddenly there was a great rumbling and the ground shook violently. Rocks were crashing down around her. All of the elves in the expedition were sending to each other franticly from their different locations. The rumbling and shaking continued as Stormlight became unusually disoriented. She and her wolf stumbled in the dark towards what they thought was the way out. She heard a splashing at her toes and the next thing she knew she was falling. Liquid magic enveloped her whole being and she just kept on falling into the seemingly bottomless pool. Stormlight kept sending as fast as she could but with each send she sensed she was farther and farther away. Oh HighOnes!! Where was she going??
To live free, to hunt, and to howl that was how she spent the many turns of her life. All was good and predictable. That all changed one afternoon while out exploring with her hunt mates. They were searching for a place to relocate the tribe so that they could be closer to the moving herds of branch horns. Briar bore Stormlight up along the rocky hillside to inspect what looked to be a cave opening. She dismounted and Briar followed at her side. At the cave entrance she listened, watched, and scented the air to make sure she didn’t walk in on an angry beast. Things seemed clear, but she kept alert as she went farther and farther in. Her eyes quickly adjusted to the dim visibility. A tingling in her senses told her some extremely old magic was in this place. Briar whined. The wolf didn’t like it at all.
Suddenly there was a great rumbling and the ground shook violently. Rocks were crashing down around her. All of the elves in the expedition were sending to each other franticly from their different locations. The rumbling and shaking continued as Stormlight became unusually disoriented. She and her wolf stumbled in the dark towards what they thought was the way out. She heard a splashing at her toes and the next thing she knew she was falling. Liquid magic enveloped her whole being and she just kept on falling into the seemingly bottomless pool. Stormlight kept sending as fast as she could but with each send she sensed she was farther and farther away. Oh HighOnes!! Where was she going??
