I can't carry this no more. - Printable Version +- 'Souls IPB Archive (November 2007–October 2012) (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb) +-- Forum: Dead IC (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=110) +--- Forum: Dead Topics (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=21) +--- Thread: I can't carry this no more. (/showthread.php?tid=417) |
- Tristan Nakado - 12-04-2007 [html]
indent It had been a curious discovery—this place, Jaded Shadows, was indeed full of family members. Tristan, who had been ignorant of the breadth of this group, was startled. Of course, Fatin, his elder sister, had explained most of the connections. His main goal, though, was to find Alarice. She was here, that much he knew. Under his feet the snow crunched and left an impression, marking his trail. These woods were massive and impressive, as was the shadow of the mountain. It seemed fair to consider himself lucky to have come this way, as it had been luck and random chance that led him here.
indent A gust of wind whipped snow from the sky, sending it flying down and up and around his auburn form. Shaking his head and snorting a breath of steam from his nose, Tristan made his way inward. The scents were all fresh, but the snow and wind weren’t assisting his search. Still it was luck that had got him here, so perhaps it would be luck that would help him find his sister. - Alarice Kali - 12-10-2007 [html] [/html] - Tristan Nakado - 12-10-2007 [html] indent Fatin had filled in some of the blanks. Most of them he had found left open, for his own exploration. Crossing over a pile of downed twigs, he sneezed and shook his head. It was then that her scent came with the cold wind, that of his sister. Turning on his toes, he took off at a trot, moving quickly. When he did spot the figure, shifted and heading home, the boy grinned mischievously and took a moment to assume the same form. indent At his height, Tristan was an impressive figure. Pushing his hair out of his face as the wind fought it back, he moved quickly and crept up behind her. Quietly, he lifted his hands and put them over her face. “Guess who?” He chuckled, ignoring a blast of cold wind. - Alarice Kali - 12-10-2007 [html] [/html] - Tristan Nakado - 12-12-2007 [html] indent It would not have shocked him had his sister struck out. He half expected in, the way he went about things. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he hoisted her up and laughed deeply, glad to be able to touch her, to see her, to smell her again. “Long story,” he answered quickly, setting her back on her feet before he released the embrace. “I had no idea this place was even here,” he continued, grin still plastered on his face. “I was going back towards home, figuring I’d run into someone—and it worked!” - Alarice Kali - 12-12-2007 [html] [/html] - Tristan Nakado - 12-13-2007 [html] http://img83.imageshack.us/img83/1926/tristtabyb8.png) no-repeat scroll center bottom; width: 325px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.2em; color: rgb(124, 25, 20); text-align: justify;"> [/html]
It was comforting to have a familiar face at his side. For too long he had passed through masses of strangers, stopping to become a ghost-like friend, and vanishing just as soon after. Becoming attached to people led to heartache and so he did not—rather then hold on to anything, he had never tried to make that initial connection. Now, though, things could change. I met Fatin,he responded, moving in time with her easy pace. I haven’t met any of the others yet.Sucking a breath in, reveling in the cold air, he shook his dark hair from his face and met her bi-colored eyes with his own terribly pale gaze. As for where I’ve been…well, everywhere, honestly. The world’s a big place, Al—I had to see some of it before I’d be content to grow old,he chuckled, nudging her with his elbow, still hooked together in that family familiarity they had not lost. - Alarice Kali - 12-17-2007 [html] Oh, well thats good. Do you like her? I really do. It's nice having family close by.She said in easy conversation, just then laying eyes on the caverns entrance to the large den. I'm sure you'll meet all the others soon. They are always running about, and never hard to miss.Alarice continued, pushing some of her long, black locks behind her ear to keep them out of her eyes, her ear twitching to catch what her brother said next, offering a laugh along with him. So you've grown old then? That must make me ancient.She said, giving a small, amused shake of her head just as the neared the entrance, letting go of her hold on his arm she silently gave Tristan the choice to either stay out and talk or go in by the fire side and do the same, allowing him the chance to finally lead the way. - Tristan Nakado - 01-02-2008 [html] http://img83.imageshack.us/img83/1926/tristtabyb8.png) no-repeat scroll center bottom; width: 325px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.2em; color: rgb(124, 25, 20); text-align: justify;"> [/html]
She seems very nice,he commented, casting a glance towards his sister before heading inside. As the two made their way through the underground route, he continued speaking. I never said I was old,he said loudly, not looking back. The dark line down his back moved with his motion, each worked muscle showing the hardship of the years. Though not visible in his wolf form, it was now clear that a jagged scar ran alongside his spine. As if unaware of it, he continued speaking. So how many relatives do we have here? Fatin mentioned a lot of kids. |