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<blockquote data-quote="Silver Moon" data-source="post: 965842" data-attributes="member: 8530"><p>The sound of the rooster crowing at the adjacent farm woke Brieanna from her restful slumber. “Another day ahead of us” she said to the dog lying by her side, “Come along Skigs, let’s see what we can find to keep ourselves busy today”. She rose and exited from the once abandoned barn that had been her home for the past two years. The farmer who owned this particular tract of land had voiced no objection to her settling in it, seeing the benefit of having a trained druid nearby. The arrangement had been mutually beneficial, as she not only kept the structure in fine repair but had also acted as mid-wife during difficult births of his livestock. The farmer, in turn, gave her this shelter, all of the privacy that she required, and also did his best to keep the locals from bothering her. </p><p></p><p>She began the day by checking on the injured and recovering animals under her care. At this point in time the menagerie included a golden eagle with an injured wing, a bear whose leg had been mangled in a hunter’s trap, and clutch of six newly born baby otters whose mother had been killed by a predator. Brianna spent time with each, talking softly to them and then providing them each with a nutritious breakfast. Next she saw to breakfast for herself and her long-time companion, the mutt named Skiggles. The dog was the offspring of a large golden-colored working dog and a short tan-colored castle dog, having inherited the best personality traits of both his parents. </p><p></p><p>It was a warm sunny day, and a morning run was in order. She draped a cloth jerkin across her upper body, feeling that her wearing the constraining material was both silly and unnecessary, however the farmer had emphasized that the neighbors complained whenever she ran around without the benefit of attire. Brianna wondered if she would ever understand human customs. She charged across the field as fast as her hooves would carry her, the dog having difficulty catching up. This was the aspect of life that she enjoyed most, the freedom and openness of being one with the land. The centaur society in which she was raised was far too rules-oriented for her to have stayed there, although her need to leave was something that her parents would never truly understand. </p><p></p><p>She reached the lake and charged right into it, beginning her morning bath. The dog soon joined her in the water, dog paddling about. A short while later a sparrow flew down and landed on her right shoulder. Brianna shared a special empathy to the creatures she had come to know, and immediately noted that the bird was agitated. She conversed with it using the rudimentary sounds they had learned to share, interpreting that it had seen strangers in the valley. “I’d better check this out,” she decided, and commanded the dog to return to the barn. </p><p></p><p>She climbed out of the water, shook herself off, and then began a druidic transformation. Her body began to shrink, although from her perspective it appeared that the ground was rushing up towards her. Her rear legs became claws, her nose became a beak, and feathers sprouted out upon her body. When the change was completed she and the sparrow looked to be mirror images of each other. They took to the sky, and flew westward. They were soon above the far fields. Her avian friend led her onward, lowering as they neared a dilapidated wall that marked the border of the farmer’s lands. </p><p></p><p>A group of five adventurers were standing alongside the wall. Their mounts were grazing nearby. As Brianna neared, she could tell that they consisted of five males of various races. "Humans, dwarf, elf and gnome? What an odd combination to be together?" she thought. What she did not realize was that she had just reached another of life’s crossroads, as she was destined to join these men, and one other, for an epic adventure that would forever alter the path of both her own life as well as that of the world around her.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Silver Moon, post: 965842, member: 8530"] The sound of the rooster crowing at the adjacent farm woke Brieanna from her restful slumber. “Another day ahead of us” she said to the dog lying by her side, “Come along Skigs, let’s see what we can find to keep ourselves busy today”. She rose and exited from the once abandoned barn that had been her home for the past two years. The farmer who owned this particular tract of land had voiced no objection to her settling in it, seeing the benefit of having a trained druid nearby. The arrangement had been mutually beneficial, as she not only kept the structure in fine repair but had also acted as mid-wife during difficult births of his livestock. The farmer, in turn, gave her this shelter, all of the privacy that she required, and also did his best to keep the locals from bothering her. She began the day by checking on the injured and recovering animals under her care. At this point in time the menagerie included a golden eagle with an injured wing, a bear whose leg had been mangled in a hunter’s trap, and clutch of six newly born baby otters whose mother had been killed by a predator. Brianna spent time with each, talking softly to them and then providing them each with a nutritious breakfast. Next she saw to breakfast for herself and her long-time companion, the mutt named Skiggles. The dog was the offspring of a large golden-colored working dog and a short tan-colored castle dog, having inherited the best personality traits of both his parents. It was a warm sunny day, and a morning run was in order. She draped a cloth jerkin across her upper body, feeling that her wearing the constraining material was both silly and unnecessary, however the farmer had emphasized that the neighbors complained whenever she ran around without the benefit of attire. Brianna wondered if she would ever understand human customs. She charged across the field as fast as her hooves would carry her, the dog having difficulty catching up. This was the aspect of life that she enjoyed most, the freedom and openness of being one with the land. The centaur society in which she was raised was far too rules-oriented for her to have stayed there, although her need to leave was something that her parents would never truly understand. She reached the lake and charged right into it, beginning her morning bath. The dog soon joined her in the water, dog paddling about. A short while later a sparrow flew down and landed on her right shoulder. Brianna shared a special empathy to the creatures she had come to know, and immediately noted that the bird was agitated. She conversed with it using the rudimentary sounds they had learned to share, interpreting that it had seen strangers in the valley. “I’d better check this out,” she decided, and commanded the dog to return to the barn. She climbed out of the water, shook herself off, and then began a druidic transformation. Her body began to shrink, although from her perspective it appeared that the ground was rushing up towards her. Her rear legs became claws, her nose became a beak, and feathers sprouted out upon her body. When the change was completed she and the sparrow looked to be mirror images of each other. They took to the sky, and flew westward. They were soon above the far fields. Her avian friend led her onward, lowering as they neared a dilapidated wall that marked the border of the farmer’s lands. A group of five adventurers were standing alongside the wall. Their mounts were grazing nearby. As Brianna neared, she could tell that they consisted of five males of various races. "Humans, dwarf, elf and gnome? What an odd combination to be together?" she thought. What she did not realize was that she had just reached another of life’s crossroads, as she was destined to join these men, and one other, for an epic adventure that would forever alter the path of both her own life as well as that of the world around her. [/QUOTE]
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