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Visiting a grave.

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The Diamond of Kalea is located on Kalea's extreme west coast and called as such because its completely made of a crystalline substance called Skyglass. Home of the Alvina of the Stars, cultural mecca of knowledge seekers, and rife with Ethaefal, this remote city shimmers with its own unique light.

Living in the Past

Postby Kaik Leyr on June 14th, 2014, 6:37 pm

21st of Summer, 514 AV

It's been three years since Ellen died. Never in those three years had he visited her grave. He didn't want to acknowledge the harsh truth...she was dead and he was alive. Looking toward Arya he began to question if he was as empty as she was. Arya simply stared back at her master thinking she would be receiving an order. Instead of an order she received a request to come along on her master's trip. Of course she was but a simple golem, doing whatever would please her master. She nodded yes. After a few chimes of preparation the two were ready to go outside.

Arriving at the gates of the graveyard, fear began to swell in him. Thoughts of going back home began to overtake him. Arya looked up at him as his fear became her sadness. The memories of her master were her's...she wasn't taught what most of these memories meant, but through his memories she tried to do what Ellen did. She pulls Kaik's hand down till he was at eye level, then gives him a hug. Arya could not possibly understand what this gesture really meant but she did know that it would help get rid of the sadness. And it did. Kaik could not fathom how Arya could have known how to do what she was doing...but he couldn't help but feel happy as his creation embraced him...he patted her head as she began to let go of him, he was ready to see the grave.

Standing in front of Ellen's grave Kaik stared at the words on the grave. "Ellen Mallowburne" he said aloud. Ellen always smiled even in as she laid on her bed dead. He placed his hand on her grave and smiled.

"I'll always love you..." his words came out as a whisper.

Footsteps are heard from the gate. Standing up he sees two men with shovels enter. Upon spotting Kaik and Arya the two strangers begin arguing with each other in hushed tones. Arya hides behind Kaik as he kept an eye on the suspicious duo. They wore simple clothing, while one had a cutlass. After talking they walk over to Kaik stopping once they were in talking distance.

"You aren't suppose to be here, didn't ya see the sign?" the armed man said.

"No...I didn't see it," Kaik said, "what's your business here?" It was a redundant question, he already knew why they were here.

The other stranger spoke, "We're here to...make a living, and you're in the way" his eyes wandered to Arya, "cute kid ya got, she looks like a real keeper...ya know if you just leave her and all your stuff we'll let you live...how'a bout it?" the stranger grips his shovel while the other draws his cutlass.

Once Kaik was a cheerful, kind kid...it was still there inside him...all the emotions that made him who he was but...all those years of pain swallowed up the emotions. What was left was a husk of a man hating the world. Every word the two strangers spoke was another step Kaik took toward the darkness.
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Living in the Past

Postby Kaik Leyr on June 15th, 2014, 12:24 am

Arya listened and peeked from behind Kaik, analyzing who the enemy was. As the robbers talked fear began to fill her, but it wasn't the robbers she was afraid of...it was Kaik. She didn't know why she felt that way, he was her master after all, but still she was afraid. His arms were behind him as he pulled out a hidden knife from his gauntlets, he motions for her to take it. She does so and puts her hands back down letting her cloak hide her weapon.

"Hey! What you doing? Either go or we kill you! Can you understand! We are going to ki-" the armed man is stopped by the sight of Kaik pulling out his dagger. Surprised at his actions the two robbers begin whispering to each other. Chimes later it seemed they were done with their talk.

"Heh! Think a stupid, puny thing like that can stop us!?" the man with a cutlass, shows off by taking a few swings at the air. Kaik steps forward. The robbers step back. "Wh-what!? Are you stupid? Two to one! We will kill you and your girl!" the man gripping unto his shovel said. Kaik took another step foward, Arya following behind him.

"Run for the gate Arya," he said. Arya runs for the gate, but the man with the cutlass catches her. Kaik takes the chance to run at the man with a shovel. The stranger takes a swing at him but hits his side, his armor helps cushion the blow leaving only a bruise. About to swing again it was too late for the stranger, Kaik was already in striking distance. The dagger goes through his chest effortlessly. The stranger falls to the ground choking on his own blood. Blood drips from the dagger as Kaik turns to face the second robber.

"Y-y-you! Killed him! Stop! I-I-I got ya girl...take another and I'll slice her neck! Ha! Don't wan't that do ya?" The man puts the sword closely to her neck. Arya kept staring at the dead body, afraid of her own master. She held the small knife with both hands waiting for her orders.

After seeing his comrade killed, the stranger had enough...he just wanted to get out alive. He runs. At that moment a single order was issued. A small knife was plunged into his stomach. He whirls around with a hand clenching his wound, in front of him stood a child. Before he can swing her knife descends on his left thigh. He is forced to the ground, horrified to see the true face of his killer. A wooden doll.

He begged for his life, but Arya did not have pity. Only loyalty. Kaik stood behind her telling her what she must do. The small blade is placed on his neck. Before the man could say another word, a swift cut brings his life to an end.

Kaik begins laughing, tears running down his face. Only now did he realize what he did. And only now did he realize he killed in front of Ellen. The blood from his dagger now coated his right hand. Is this...is this who I am? he began staring at the two bodies. Did they deserve this? he takes out a waterskin, using its left over water to clean himself and Arya, along with the weapons. He puts the weapons away and walks toward the gates. When he reached the gates, it was like he could hear a girl crying. Looking back at the graveyard he couldn't see anyone, so he continued walking.

Returning home Kaik checked on Arya's body, making sure it wasn't damaged in the battle. After he was sure of this he sat on his bed, waiting for his punishment to come. Looking at Arya helped with his unease. Would the Shinya come? Would he die? What was his fate? Kaik couldn't know what would happen. He only knew that what he did, he did for a reason. He did what he believed must be done. He laid down and closed his eyes. I'm no different to Arya...a shell filled with fake emotions.
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Living in the Past

Postby Brandon Blackwing on June 16th, 2014, 10:42 am


XP Award!


Name: Kaik Leyr

XP Award:
  • Dagger +1
  • Observation +1
  • leadership +1


Lore:
  • Being comforted by a golem
  • Ordering Arya to kill
  • Who is more hollow?
  • Ellen’s grave


Notes:
Since –like you said yourself- this thread was quite short, there wasn’t much to award you with. Though, it was a nice read.
However, there is one thing I want to point out.
Please post in third person past tense format. This is considered a ‘narrator’s viewpoint’ and is the only accepted form in Mizahar.


Otherwise: good job! :)

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