What the future holds


POSTED: Tue Sep 11, 2018 9:17 pm

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⟿ Word Count: [300+]
⟿ Date: Sep
⟿ Time: Early morning
⟿ Form: Secui

Bel's furnace made the old tower feel somewhat like home. 'home', he found that word ... weird. He'd had to face the hardships of a loner life twice, first when he escaped with nomad group- when he never really had a 'home', and later when Anathema disbanded- the first time he ever knew what a 'home' meant.

But once again, he had a place to call home, with The Order, but 'home' came with an oath different from what Anathema used to stand for. Auspicium promised to strive for good, meaning he would have to leave behind his old ways. No more thievery, no more lying, no more of his dirty tricks. Now he would have to train himself in order to protect those who are in need, to help preserve whatever little justice was left in the world.

So far, his training had left him absolutely exhausted. Even though he was more than used to walking and running long distances, fighting was a completely different story. All the precise movements he had to memorize, all the practice to become an effective fighter, combined with the hits his body had to take, it was a continuously exhausting experience for him. He knew he would eventually get better and possibly become part of the Proven, but he also knew it would take a long time before that could happen, so as for now, he would only have to worry about training and not breaking his oath.

The silvery wolf stood up slowly, careful to not wake up any other initiates, as it was very early in the morning, and quickly checked on Bel's furnace before heading outside. His plan for the morning was to take a quick jog around the Moonstone Lakes, like a patrol, but really he just wanted to clear his head before his duties officially started, and maybe meet with his two corvids. His light blue eyes scanned through The Proven's camp, the chilly air of the morning brushed against his face, making his entire body feel cold. This would be a good day for him, he could tell it.

"Speech". Thinking.

How long has it been?

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POSTED: Thu Sep 27, 2018 1:19 am

Eagle's tower was proving to be a suitable home. The initiates were tucked away safely within the stone walls of the tower where they fulfilled their duties of watching over Bel's furnace. The Proven had their tents set up outside the tower's entrance. They would be first to respond if anyone was bold enough to try and claim their humble abode as their own. There were many threats as a loner that Greed, and the other Proven were aware of and prepared for. Some of them lurked in the night using shadows as a disguise while others wandered in broad daylight, hiding their intentions behind a kind smile. Greed knew both kinds and how to spot the threat.

The sun began its ascent over the rollings hills and Halycon mountain to shine it's light across the land. Greed nearly always awoke with the sun as it's bright rays pierced through the holes in his tent and into his eyes. This morning was no different. He lay in his tent, relaxing, waiting for his siblings to rise from their beds so a morning fire could be made in the outer camp. The bustling of feet drew his sunny gaze through the gap in his tent's entrance. Auspicium, the first to rise on this early morning.

A sly smile spread across Greed's lips. They had been giving Auspicium a rough time, only for his own good, to assure he learned fast. He was a bit behind when it came to combat, but not for long. Greed would ensure his swift education.

Quietly, the umber Quill exited out the back of his tent. The grey wolf's hues were tracing the camp, almost as if he was expecting the proven to wake from their slumber and join him. Auspicium was aloof, most likely just waking up himself. Greed was primed and ready for the day to begin. Gentle steps carried the Lykoi ninja around his tent. He monitored the Grasshopper's movements and when the opportunity arose, he pounced. Feet pounded against the earth as Greed charged at Auspicium with a fist raised. Grasshopper! Think fast! Greed shouted with a toothy grin on his maw and the spark of a skilled warrior in his eyes.
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