Vija Thorn
Journeyman Roleplayer
Captain of the Monarch's Guard
Posts: 162
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Post by Vija Thorn on Jul 16, 2015 3:24:51 GMT -6
A soft breeze whispered through the forest, as if speaking it's only language while rustling the midsummer leaves. It spoke of a rich history, of times long gone and battle lost and won. It spoke of the people that had been, who fought and died for the land. It was a foretelling, growing louder and stronger as if the very spirits of the forest called out to the approaching entity.
She appeared in the night sky with no flash of light or surge of power. As if being carried on that same breeze that spoke to her, she glided to the ground almost humbly. Bare feet touching the ground, she immediately recognized this place. It was the largest clearing in the forest, with one lone tree standing in it's middle. The same tree that she had rested her shield upon in days long gone.
Taking a deep breath, the woman pulled her heavy hood up to cover her head and most of her features. Behind her flowed a silver cape, fluttering in the breeze as if with a life of it's one. She was clan in rich golds and browns, with fur linings. Upon her shoulders rested silver armor.
Taking a step, she smiled as her feet sunk into the soft mossy grass in the forest clearing. There was a sadness that shone from her hazel eyes, but also a strength. It had taken her time, but finally, she reconciled with her past. She was ready to protect this place once again, as she had in the past. Particularly when it was her brand of enemy that threatened her previous home.
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Post by Ursarius on Aug 3, 2015 16:28:04 GMT -6
Ursa was just getting home, sullen and melancholy from a long hard day. She sighed heavily and turned back to Almaranth, Amarath? She shrugged, it's been a long time since Fallaryn the Elf told her the name of that tree, She could hardly remember nowadays.
She felt old. More of a cantankerous old Bear since the birth of her Bloodsucking Child. It didn't help that she was unaware of her latest possesion. it was taking a toll on her body and even the Possess-ee had taken notice that her Host was wearing thin. Ursa looked,sounded and acted like herself, but there were small signs that only specific few would notice. Ursa's Brown eyes had a yelow tinge to them, like she was staring at the sun, sometimes they glowed a dandelion yellow when she was in one of those moods. She'd been dropping brilliant white feathers periodically because Valourie had a hard time holding on to Ursa's body and hiding her Angelic presence. Smaller Details were that Ursa carried a small golden shield decorated with a pair of open white wings, crowned with a Halo, and soaring over a broken arrow. Signature Valourie Items.
Before Ursa could reach the comfort of her abode, Valourie could sense to arrival of Vija and turned to see her land, somewhere up ahead through the trees. Valourie veered away from the Bear's Cabin in the woods and walked to the edge of the clearing where Vija was adjusting to her surrounding. The Grass was tall, but even on all Fours Ursa was too tall to hide. The Golden circlet on her head shone in the afternoon light. Catching the Yellow in her eyes.
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