Role

Chapter 2

Outside
Added Sat Apr 2 08:39:01 2011 at level 23:

Some years passed, and he grew into adulthood, or what would be
considered adulthood, given his mixed bloodlines. He enjoyed
running the open plains, feeling the soft dirt between his toes,
and could run for hours and days at a stretch going from stream to
stream. Sometimes, he would ventured into the rolling mountains,
and sometimes go near to the nearby cities, but he could feel that
the dirt as he drew closer to the cities would smell different,
feel different, so he kept away from them as much as he could.

One day, he chanced upon the most beautiful creature he had ever
laid his eyes upon, while running north through the rocky
mountains. A golden waterfall of long blonde hair slid down her
back, radiant as the sun. Her skin was smooth and alabaster white,
flawless in its perfection. As he gazed upon a pair of large,
emerald eyes, he saw what he thought was trace of a fiery orange
flame within. She wore a simple black silk dress that ran from
neck to ankle, and it fell easily upon her body, highlighting her
silouette. She sat beside the stream in the Vale, chanting softly
as she carressed the water with loving hands. Hiding in the shrub,
he just watched, captivated, spellbound.

He frequently returned to the stream to watch her, and would watch
for as long as she remained. One day, he decided to emerge from
the bushes, and approached her slowly, cautiously. He knew from
past experiences that the more colourful a plant, the more likely
it is to be poisonous. Such is a hunters trap as well. She looked
up as she felt his presence, and the sounds that came from her
mouth were like angels singing, even though he could understand
none of it. He looked at her with confusion, but continued to
approach, and when he finally was near enough, produced a
slaughtered rabbit and placed it in front of her. She smiled, and
that was the start of his interaction with elves, and his learning
of the common tongue.