by Nekogami » Wed Jan 22, 2003 9:50 am
Miiam stayed silent. He looked ahead as if he were studying each of D's words carefully. Mulling them in his mind, seeping theming in consideration, then he decided that they were ripe and ready.
Loyalty.....Love. These are what keep the 4 Deaths that you will face here on this plain. And why Ruinnoc has you challenge them. The 4 Deaths, though named most ominously, are not dooms but the doomed. The 4 Deaths of the Summarann....
I apologize D. And I wish there were some way to make it up to you. Perhaps on your journeys, you and Kilra can find some time together...Perhaps, you and she can linger in the human cities....or gaze at the beauty of the land...How dismal was this time of choosing for you, how dismal....
Miiam tossed his head. The stone grey horse with his black head though majestic enough walked as though he were old and laden heavy with business. His eyes sparkled and they were clear but it seemed somehow false, like a man who weeps with sorrow but smiles nonetheless. His fur shimmered as though someone meticulously brushed each inch of him but still he looked ragged and worn. His voice was strong and baritone but it was weak and soft. A collection of conflicts, this was Miiam.
The land around them, the land of Baron, was something else though. As the party walked, Mist Village nearer farther and farther-the sound of the ironsmith fading- they could gaze on slightly rolling his. The grass was a mottle of golden brown and green, the grass trying hard to renew itself for the spring and summer season. The sky was mostly grey as an afterthought to a rain shower but the sun illuminated each cloud casting a gentle white like on the land. Songbirds chittered and chased each other then ducked out of site when the plains falcon keened out his arrival. The air was cool,refreshing, clean.... and it played with their hair. A collection of beauty, this was Baron.