Along day... (Gillard)

[Deiku]

All alone, sitting under a tree, Deiku of the Jamoura was having a little rest. His light brown fur, slowly following the wind's movements, his armor, shining in the sun, lightely scratching the scar on his left eye with the tip of his finger. Yep... it was a long day, boring and stripped of any action. No one around, just him, meditating, concentrating. Then, the Jamoura sudenly oppened his right eye (being unnable to open the other one because of his wound) and Yawned.

- For someone who left his kind in search of great adventures and fighting prowess, I sure don't accomplish much these past days...

Deiku was growing tired of this, it seemed to him like an eternety since the last good fight he had gotten into, or the last time he had discovered something worth his while. It felt has if there was noting more of interest in this world. Books sure could help you learn more, but it was nothing compared to going out there and expirience for yourself. And so, the Jamoura warrior closed his eye again, returning to his meditation, hoping for something to happen...