Bront
The man with the probe
Meeting spot in the Highlands (The Thunder)
Solara rises from her meditation, smiling at the warmth the sun provided. It watched over her, and reflecting off the water made it appear even brighter. "A new test begins today. Guide me as you have though these dark time." She looked at the light, dancing accros the water, and smiled back, she had recieved her answer.
She turns, finding several figures on the horizon, these must be them, though weren't there supposed to be more?
Purposefully, she strides forward, golden red hair glistening in the sun, as she draws her Morningstar and Shield, though she does not hold them in a threatening manor. She calls out "Hold. Who goes there? I am Solara, Mistress of Dawn, Lady of the Rising Sun."
Inwardly she smiled at the names others had given her, as some only knew her as such. It ment her mission was working. She rarely chose to use those names directly herself, but she felt it best to be sure there was no mistaking who she was.
Solara rises from her meditation, smiling at the warmth the sun provided. It watched over her, and reflecting off the water made it appear even brighter. "A new test begins today. Guide me as you have though these dark time." She looked at the light, dancing accros the water, and smiled back, she had recieved her answer.
She turns, finding several figures on the horizon, these must be them, though weren't there supposed to be more?
Purposefully, she strides forward, golden red hair glistening in the sun, as she draws her Morningstar and Shield, though she does not hold them in a threatening manor. She calls out "Hold. Who goes there? I am Solara, Mistress of Dawn, Lady of the Rising Sun."
Inwardly she smiled at the names others had given her, as some only knew her as such. It ment her mission was working. She rarely chose to use those names directly herself, but she felt it best to be sure there was no mistaking who she was.