THE SORCERESS OF LHAVIT
CHAPTER I - WINTER 28 OF 516
If there was anything that Velho, as a teenaged human knew how to do best, it was getting lost and then running away. Or, not so much running away, but riding away. Her mount was a rather exquisite breed for the necessities of teenaged humans - it could go without water for many periods of time, it could deal with Velho's occasional stumble as she struggled to push herself up the horse's back. In fact it was so very strong that it could even deal with all the equipment that she, as a short, weaker child could not realistically carry all on her lonesome. Velho was thankful for the horse as a result - and this time she actually remembered to feed him.
"You're not a Wind Eagle," she'd sighed before she'd left her "ancestral home" of Wind Reach, "But I suppose you'll have to do." She, of course, would have preferred a Wind Eagle because the things could actually fly, unlike her mount who was sadly stuck to the ground and too heavy to achieve liftoff in the first place. Unfortunately, she had never really visited the aries, and Wind Eagles wouldn't have bothered with her frequent trips out of Wind Reach anyway. So it was fly the whole distance, or ride.
Velho chose the less annoying option.
Along the Road to Lhavit, she encountered dangers - as there always were on any given journey. Thankfully one of her strongest skills was running away to save her hide - this she did often, spurring the mount onwards with all her equipment bouncing along behind them. She was still not used to having hands to control the horse either - she usually spent so much time in her winged form that sometimes she even forgot that she had a human appearance - although she never forgot how to change back. She wriggled the fingers, pulling slightly to slow down the mount as they neared the entrance to the Shiny City.
"HEY LOOK!" She whisper-hissed, gesturing at the trees and stuff, and the hills and the forests and the city itself. "There it is, the blooming town of Wealth And Happiness And Everything come to greet us!" Or perhaps she had meant blossoming, instead, but then again, her command on the Common tongue was something she tried not to bring up as a subject of conversation.
Her Eyktolian slowed to a moderately paced walk, but stopped somewhere near one of the streets, on the outskirts of the city. He nudged her, as if telling her to think things through. "Riiight," Velho grumbled then, kicking the stones around her after she had dismounted. "I've no idea how to get in."
"COMMON" | "NARI"
CHAPTER I - WINTER 28 OF 516
If there was anything that Velho, as a teenaged human knew how to do best, it was getting lost and then running away. Or, not so much running away, but riding away. Her mount was a rather exquisite breed for the necessities of teenaged humans - it could go without water for many periods of time, it could deal with Velho's occasional stumble as she struggled to push herself up the horse's back. In fact it was so very strong that it could even deal with all the equipment that she, as a short, weaker child could not realistically carry all on her lonesome. Velho was thankful for the horse as a result - and this time she actually remembered to feed him.
"You're not a Wind Eagle," she'd sighed before she'd left her "ancestral home" of Wind Reach, "But I suppose you'll have to do." She, of course, would have preferred a Wind Eagle because the things could actually fly, unlike her mount who was sadly stuck to the ground and too heavy to achieve liftoff in the first place. Unfortunately, she had never really visited the aries, and Wind Eagles wouldn't have bothered with her frequent trips out of Wind Reach anyway. So it was fly the whole distance, or ride.
Velho chose the less annoying option.
Along the Road to Lhavit, she encountered dangers - as there always were on any given journey. Thankfully one of her strongest skills was running away to save her hide - this she did often, spurring the mount onwards with all her equipment bouncing along behind them. She was still not used to having hands to control the horse either - she usually spent so much time in her winged form that sometimes she even forgot that she had a human appearance - although she never forgot how to change back. She wriggled the fingers, pulling slightly to slow down the mount as they neared the entrance to the Shiny City.
"HEY LOOK!" She whisper-hissed, gesturing at the trees and stuff, and the hills and the forests and the city itself. "There it is, the blooming town of Wealth And Happiness And Everything come to greet us!" Or perhaps she had meant blossoming, instead, but then again, her command on the Common tongue was something she tried not to bring up as a subject of conversation.
Her Eyktolian slowed to a moderately paced walk, but stopped somewhere near one of the streets, on the outskirts of the city. He nudged her, as if telling her to think things through. "Riiight," Velho grumbled then, kicking the stones around her after she had dismounted. "I've no idea how to get in."
"COMMON" | "NARI"
