Post by Sir Fflamm on Nov 16, 2006 18:04:52 GMT -5
Fflewdur's head lolled to one side as the visions started to flood him. His land was speaking to him. It was telling him everything that had happened during his absence. The story of the orcish hordes and the evil knights that led them. The hordes that brought their own form of magic, a variation on the blood magic of his Master. A savage, elemental magic. A magic that stole power from the world itself. His eyes fluttered open and he sat up abruptly, more than likely scaring the hell out of the young woman trying to doctor him.
"We must leave. Now. Dylian is in trouble and we must find him before he does something ridiculous." He tried to stand up but quickly fell back down. He gave a yelp as the cut on his head opened again from the strain and began to bleed out. The blood covered his eye and he closed his eyes one more time willing himself to stop being such an old man.
"Guy... Please go find Dylian for me. He's among the hills to the west. Bring him back here by any means necessary... Knock the boy senseless if you must." He grabbed a hold of Yuki's hand and looked up at her. "I will entertain our visitor."
"I don't know how much you can remember, young lady. But you've done a great service for me for quite a while. The past century or so has been rather tumultuous." He let go of her hand, realizing he might be overstepping his bounds a bit, and let himself rest upon the rough straw mattress. After a few moments his eyes closed and he allowed the energies of the island to seep into him, giving him strength and wisdom.
"We must leave. Now. Dylian is in trouble and we must find him before he does something ridiculous." He tried to stand up but quickly fell back down. He gave a yelp as the cut on his head opened again from the strain and began to bleed out. The blood covered his eye and he closed his eyes one more time willing himself to stop being such an old man.
"Guy... Please go find Dylian for me. He's among the hills to the west. Bring him back here by any means necessary... Knock the boy senseless if you must." He grabbed a hold of Yuki's hand and looked up at her. "I will entertain our visitor."
"I don't know how much you can remember, young lady. But you've done a great service for me for quite a while. The past century or so has been rather tumultuous." He let go of her hand, realizing he might be overstepping his bounds a bit, and let himself rest upon the rough straw mattress. After a few moments his eyes closed and he allowed the energies of the island to seep into him, giving him strength and wisdom.