Seeking Guild
Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 11:05 am
Greetings,
Skade spent the last few days as a refugee in the Ruins of Silan opening his eyes to the new world around him. He has encountered all manner of strange flora and fauna. He has watched thundering herds of capryni across the grasslands, marveled at the hunting skills of the gingo, and stood strong in the winds of storms passing over the Shining Lake, the short thud of passing cray providing rhythm underlying the howling wind. He has learned something of the nature of Goo, had his boots piddled on by the ubiquitous yubos, and been tossed about playfully like a ball of yarn by kitins.
Yet he feels that his destiny lies elsewhere and through the helpful researchers in the Karavan has now arrived to seeking his fortunes and fate on the mainland. He has been training hard in the ways of the fighter and recently following the road to Natae has procured his first set of heavy armor which shines deep purple like the settings sun over the distant hills.
He seeks like minded roleplayers in the realm to ally himself with in the pursuit of power, certain that the past mistakes that resulted in the fall of the magnificent city of Silan will not be repeated... and if they are... well... sometimes these things happen on the way to knowledge and wisdom. It is his desire to weave the small thread of the tale of his life into the greater collective song of his future guild and that of the world of Atys.
Until our paths cross again, safe paths fellow homins.
Skade spent the last few days as a refugee in the Ruins of Silan opening his eyes to the new world around him. He has encountered all manner of strange flora and fauna. He has watched thundering herds of capryni across the grasslands, marveled at the hunting skills of the gingo, and stood strong in the winds of storms passing over the Shining Lake, the short thud of passing cray providing rhythm underlying the howling wind. He has learned something of the nature of Goo, had his boots piddled on by the ubiquitous yubos, and been tossed about playfully like a ball of yarn by kitins.
Yet he feels that his destiny lies elsewhere and through the helpful researchers in the Karavan has now arrived to seeking his fortunes and fate on the mainland. He has been training hard in the ways of the fighter and recently following the road to Natae has procured his first set of heavy armor which shines deep purple like the settings sun over the distant hills.
He seeks like minded roleplayers in the realm to ally himself with in the pursuit of power, certain that the past mistakes that resulted in the fall of the magnificent city of Silan will not be repeated... and if they are... well... sometimes these things happen on the way to knowledge and wisdom. It is his desire to weave the small thread of the tale of his life into the greater collective song of his future guild and that of the world of Atys.
Until our paths cross again, safe paths fellow homins.