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<blockquote data-quote="Angel of Adventure" data-source="post: 2159364" data-attributes="member: 19165"><p>Echoes</p><p></p><p>By Pink Floyd</p><p></p><p>Overhead the albatross</p><p>Hangs motionless upon the air</p><p>And deep beneath the rolling waves</p><p>In labyrinths of coral caves</p><p></p><p>The echo of a distant time</p><p>Comes willowing across the sand</p><p>And everything is green</p><p>And submarine</p><p></p><p>And no one showed us to the land</p><p>And no one knows the wheres or whys</p><p>But something stirs and something tries</p><p>And starts to climb toward the light</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Falling . . . falling . . . falling . . . </p><p></p><p>Then nothing.</p><p></p><p>They awoke, simultaneously, to find themselves standing in a large cul-du sac amidst tall, blackened mountains. The hard brown dirt beneath them lay cracked open with thirst. The sky was clear, the temperature mild.</p><p></p><p>Mhoram surveyed his surroundings, his metal hands, and then his two companions. An unfamiliar certainty washed over him and he knew them instantly.</p><p></p><p>Darsint, Green Star Adept and practitioner of the Hex, cast a large shadow with his green metaled frame. Scaled, clawed hands and sharp facial features underscored a draconic heritage. He projected a commanding aura that loomed as big as his body and he wore an expression that was not fear; rather, a resolve to understand and overcome.</p><p></p><p>Gherrick, deadly Initiate of the Bow, stood left of Darsint, with Aegle in his left hand. A soft wind rustled his long hair and his right hand instinctively landed on his quiver. His well worn garments and breastplate were all the more visible under Aegle’s shining luminescence, boastful of her strong capabilities. </p><p></p><p>Mhoram could not see himself, though his long years in this body felt his exact appearance at every moment. He stood a few inches taller than his human counterpart, Gherrick, but he was far sparser across the chest. He leaned lazily upon his ruby topped staff and observed his silk-white robe decorated by an angel’s skeleton. His facial features were cut like a diamond and his head as smooth as a pearl.</p><p> </p><p>She suddenly appeared before them as a shinning image of tranquility, alight with sunbeams projecting from every angle. No one could speak before the angelic figure before them began.</p><p></p><p>“Greetings, Travelers, I am pleased you have made it. The translation was a rough one on all of you, I see. You look a bit shaken and I feel as though your wits are slow to return. You will need them, though, as well strong steel and magic, if you are to survive . . . You have been given what you need, both in person and property, to complete your atonement here, though you are somewhat diminished from before. If you are angry about this, know that the terms of the bargain were very generous in the eyes of some.”</p><p></p><p>“Regardless of how you may feel, you are here, in this land called Ardick, and you must find your own way to fulfill your obligations. I will give you your start, however, though your actions are you own to choose. The town of Redshores is several days walk from here. Follow the trail out of the mountains, across the Wasted Lands, and into Northern Freehold. I encourage you to walk and see what has happened to this world. I wish you luck, skill and courage in all ways.”</p><p></p><p>“Why are we here?” demanded Darsint. </p><p></p><p>“I have told you all I can. I will say no more.” A pained look crossed her face as her form began to evaporate. The pain became resolute concentration and her form slowly returned to its original airy density.</p><p></p><p>“Who sent us here?,” questioned Mhoram. He searched her face for some sign of hope.</p><p></p><p>“I cannot say.”</p><p></p><p>“Cannot or will not?,” said Darsint, his tone rising uncomfortably.</p><p></p><p>“I am bound by certain bargains just as you. I can do nothing more for you than what I’ve already done.” Her gaze met Gherrick’s, prompting him to speak.</p><p></p><p>“At least tell us your name,” asked the archer.</p><p></p><p>“Karlissina.”</p><p></p><p>“Do you not have any empathy for us?,” growled Darsint. “We have no memories of our past and little direction in our future. Will you not aid us in understanding this place we have been sent to?”</p><p></p><p>Karlissina’s impassive look relaxed into a slight smile and her reply drifted towards him sweetly.</p><p></p><p>“Yes, I do have empathy for your situation. It is not an easy one. Know this: time moves strangely in this land. Do not be disturbed if you become disoriented initially. Again, I wish you luck, skill, and courage, Travelers. Goodbye.”</p><p></p><p>She diminished until no sunbeams could find her.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Angel of Adventure, post: 2159364, member: 19165"] Echoes By Pink Floyd Overhead the albatross Hangs motionless upon the air And deep beneath the rolling waves In labyrinths of coral caves The echo of a distant time Comes willowing across the sand And everything is green And submarine And no one showed us to the land And no one knows the wheres or whys But something stirs and something tries And starts to climb toward the light Falling . . . falling . . . falling . . . Then nothing. They awoke, simultaneously, to find themselves standing in a large cul-du sac amidst tall, blackened mountains. The hard brown dirt beneath them lay cracked open with thirst. The sky was clear, the temperature mild. Mhoram surveyed his surroundings, his metal hands, and then his two companions. An unfamiliar certainty washed over him and he knew them instantly. Darsint, Green Star Adept and practitioner of the Hex, cast a large shadow with his green metaled frame. Scaled, clawed hands and sharp facial features underscored a draconic heritage. He projected a commanding aura that loomed as big as his body and he wore an expression that was not fear; rather, a resolve to understand and overcome. Gherrick, deadly Initiate of the Bow, stood left of Darsint, with Aegle in his left hand. A soft wind rustled his long hair and his right hand instinctively landed on his quiver. His well worn garments and breastplate were all the more visible under Aegle’s shining luminescence, boastful of her strong capabilities. Mhoram could not see himself, though his long years in this body felt his exact appearance at every moment. He stood a few inches taller than his human counterpart, Gherrick, but he was far sparser across the chest. He leaned lazily upon his ruby topped staff and observed his silk-white robe decorated by an angel’s skeleton. His facial features were cut like a diamond and his head as smooth as a pearl. She suddenly appeared before them as a shinning image of tranquility, alight with sunbeams projecting from every angle. No one could speak before the angelic figure before them began. “Greetings, Travelers, I am pleased you have made it. The translation was a rough one on all of you, I see. You look a bit shaken and I feel as though your wits are slow to return. You will need them, though, as well strong steel and magic, if you are to survive . . . You have been given what you need, both in person and property, to complete your atonement here, though you are somewhat diminished from before. If you are angry about this, know that the terms of the bargain were very generous in the eyes of some.” “Regardless of how you may feel, you are here, in this land called Ardick, and you must find your own way to fulfill your obligations. I will give you your start, however, though your actions are you own to choose. The town of Redshores is several days walk from here. Follow the trail out of the mountains, across the Wasted Lands, and into Northern Freehold. I encourage you to walk and see what has happened to this world. I wish you luck, skill and courage in all ways.” “Why are we here?” demanded Darsint. “I have told you all I can. I will say no more.” A pained look crossed her face as her form began to evaporate. The pain became resolute concentration and her form slowly returned to its original airy density. “Who sent us here?,” questioned Mhoram. He searched her face for some sign of hope. “I cannot say.” “Cannot or will not?,” said Darsint, his tone rising uncomfortably. “I am bound by certain bargains just as you. I can do nothing more for you than what I’ve already done.” Her gaze met Gherrick’s, prompting him to speak. “At least tell us your name,” asked the archer. “Karlissina.” “Do you not have any empathy for us?,” growled Darsint. “We have no memories of our past and little direction in our future. Will you not aid us in understanding this place we have been sent to?” Karlissina’s impassive look relaxed into a slight smile and her reply drifted towards him sweetly. “Yes, I do have empathy for your situation. It is not an easy one. Know this: time moves strangely in this land. Do not be disturbed if you become disoriented initially. Again, I wish you luck, skill, and courage, Travelers. Goodbye.” She diminished until no sunbeams could find her. [/QUOTE]
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