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<blockquote data-quote="PHDungeon" data-source="post: 5139519" data-attributes="member: 86320"><p>A rare journal from the perspective of Torfinn.</p><p></p><p>This journal is mainly flavor and doesn't cover any events that happened during our previous game session.</p><p></p><p>Torfinn and Absalon (Torfinn's newly acquired steed).</p><p></p><p>Torfinn’s eyes stayed locked on the over-cast sky above as he marched through the castle followed by Lord Markelhay’s short and chubby attendant, Brun. The ground was muddy and the air was thick with warning signs of an oncoming storm. Brun had tried to engage the silent man with idle pleasantries, but Torfinn didn’t have much to say other than the customary greeting.</p><p></p><p>“Here we are Master Torfinn” , Brun said nervously. “Lord Markelhay had wished to be present for your visit, but he’s been very busy since the Orc attacks. Our Lord thanks you for the generous banner commission and bids you the best of luck in your selection. Please this way.”</p><p></p><p>Torfinn felt a tinge of trepidation as the panicked screams thundered out from the stables. Slowly he made he made his way inside, peering anxiously at the horses that surrounded him. For some reason, animals feared him instinctively; it was an odd-phenomena. The sudden kick of a frightened burgundy hunter stole Torfinn from his thought. He quickly ducked and stepped back with an audible sigh. “I don’t get along well with animals as you can see..” he mumbled in-between heavy breaths.</p><p></p><p>Brun heard Torfinn say as much before, but this was a little more severe than he had expected. In truth, he never witnessed the animals so spooked, perhaps ‘The rumoured Lightning-man’ was more than just fancy talk. He didn’t want to think about the consequences of not finding Torfinn a steed, Markhelhay’s instructions were explicit. “Master Torfinn…?”</p><p></p><p>Torfinn continued to walk down the path that divided the roofed structure in two with horse pens on either side. Half of the pens at the back were vacant, save one. A black-shape stirred in the last pen, it didn’t seem to take on the frenzied wailing of the other beasts. It simply watched as the tall man approached with narrowed eyes.</p><p></p><p>Brun squealed in alarm, “Master Torfinn…!” but Torfinn was already stretching his arm out to the horse’s head.</p><p></p><p>“Master Torfinn…!!!” Brun screamed so loud his chubby cheeks wobbled.</p><p></p><p>Torfinn turned to look at Brun when a jolt of pain shot down his arm, he snapped his head back at the black-steed to see his fore-arm locked between it’s teeth. “Damned thing” he mumbled before saying a word of power that activated a static surge; it was only a little shock but it did the trick in getting his arm free.</p><p></p><p>The black horse stomped his hoof on the ground with a derisive snort. Eyeing the man with even more contempt.</p><p></p><p>Brun doubled over twice in apology, “I’m so sorry Master Torfinn!”</p><p></p><p>Torfinn shrugged, “I’ll take him.”</p><p></p><p>It was hard for Brun not to yelp in surprise, “WHAT? That spiteful bastard!!!?” </p><p></p><p>Torfinn smiled while eyeing the creature, “Aye, I can work with spite.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="PHDungeon, post: 5139519, member: 86320"] A rare journal from the perspective of Torfinn. This journal is mainly flavor and doesn't cover any events that happened during our previous game session. Torfinn and Absalon (Torfinn's newly acquired steed). Torfinn’s eyes stayed locked on the over-cast sky above as he marched through the castle followed by Lord Markelhay’s short and chubby attendant, Brun. The ground was muddy and the air was thick with warning signs of an oncoming storm. Brun had tried to engage the silent man with idle pleasantries, but Torfinn didn’t have much to say other than the customary greeting. “Here we are Master Torfinn” , Brun said nervously. “Lord Markelhay had wished to be present for your visit, but he’s been very busy since the Orc attacks. Our Lord thanks you for the generous banner commission and bids you the best of luck in your selection. Please this way.” Torfinn felt a tinge of trepidation as the panicked screams thundered out from the stables. Slowly he made he made his way inside, peering anxiously at the horses that surrounded him. For some reason, animals feared him instinctively; it was an odd-phenomena. The sudden kick of a frightened burgundy hunter stole Torfinn from his thought. He quickly ducked and stepped back with an audible sigh. “I don’t get along well with animals as you can see..” he mumbled in-between heavy breaths. Brun heard Torfinn say as much before, but this was a little more severe than he had expected. In truth, he never witnessed the animals so spooked, perhaps ‘The rumoured Lightning-man’ was more than just fancy talk. He didn’t want to think about the consequences of not finding Torfinn a steed, Markhelhay’s instructions were explicit. “Master Torfinn…?” Torfinn continued to walk down the path that divided the roofed structure in two with horse pens on either side. Half of the pens at the back were vacant, save one. A black-shape stirred in the last pen, it didn’t seem to take on the frenzied wailing of the other beasts. It simply watched as the tall man approached with narrowed eyes. Brun squealed in alarm, “Master Torfinn…!” but Torfinn was already stretching his arm out to the horse’s head. “Master Torfinn…!!!” Brun screamed so loud his chubby cheeks wobbled. Torfinn turned to look at Brun when a jolt of pain shot down his arm, he snapped his head back at the black-steed to see his fore-arm locked between it’s teeth. “Damned thing” he mumbled before saying a word of power that activated a static surge; it was only a little shock but it did the trick in getting his arm free. The black horse stomped his hoof on the ground with a derisive snort. Eyeing the man with even more contempt. Brun doubled over twice in apology, “I’m so sorry Master Torfinn!” Torfinn shrugged, “I’ll take him.” It was hard for Brun not to yelp in surprise, “WHAT? That spiteful bastard!!!?” Torfinn smiled while eyeing the creature, “Aye, I can work with spite.” [/QUOTE]
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