As the man lay his prayers, the stone began to shine with an odd energy. It was unearthly, possessing what seemed to be the energy of one person, yet glowing with small energies of another. As the prayers continued, the light shone even brighter, eventually revealing a young boy, no older than ten, wearing odd garments. On his right side was a small sword, and his back a shield. Standing there, he opened his deep blue eyes, and for several moments, his soul seemed to commune with that of the man, even if forcibly.
It was the youth's first encounter with a human, and he seemed surprised, almost disappointed at how 'small' the man before him was, even if he could miss the irony in the fact that he himself was smaller. He growled slightly, making an animalistic warning. He lowered his stance and gripped the sword awkwardly in his left hand and pointed it at the man, as if warning him.
The youth's eyes were firm, like those of a hardened warrior, although from the way he held his weapon and armor, he was not, or at the very least, he did not bear the skills to back up such a demeanor.
((Going to be gone for a bit, probably several hours.))