The Grievous War
A role play between JoJo55 and Fayn
The sky was a mass of steal grey with only the smallest clot of white clouds now and then. It was an old place, without a doubt. Even those who knew nothing of this forest or of places in general could probably feel the ancient secrets clinging to the trees and rocks. A colourless silence was prominent as the world still chose to sleep. The birds did not yet rise to begin their orchestrated hymn. No, the vague drifting fog moved only when stirred and the frozen dew remained in place until it would be woken by the light of the sun. Not even the ferocious wind seemed like anything more than a puppet pulled on strings. It was just a bitter northern breeze slapping those who dared to travel at this hour. Only the faint glow of gold clinging to the eastern horizon gave new life to this place. Only the faint light allowed a break in the sleeping, dead world.
In this place that desired to sleep so desperately two figures could be seen traveling through the thicket. One was the goddess Selk and the other was Kylas, the one of most skilled and loyal of her followers. For the entirety of his life he had served her, even as others abandoned her to join the more victorious side. He was neither very tall nor very short with a slender build and muscled limbs. The hair atop his head was a light shade of brown, like dirt with a slightly more orange tint. It was kept loose and rather short. Currently he travelled with the utmost caution. Checking behind to make sure no obvious tracks were being left or that no one was following them. He would also look ahead to make sure no others had recently taken this path. So far there had been nothing to hint to misfortune but he couldn’t help but feel distraught. Arzal had killed or driven all the other gods and goddesses to death. He was winning; there was no reason why he should lose now. If Kylas and his lady did not make it to the shrine, he could see no future worth having.
No. Thinking of such negativities was not a good idea. He needed not to think, only to focus on the surroundings and to watch for any harm that could be brought and problem that… A noise. He must have heard it. Even if he hadn’t… No. They’d been stalked. Hadn’t they. Turning to face his goddess he leaned closely and whispered to her. Praying that his voice was low enough not to be heard.
“Flee. Quickly. Move east…” They weren’t here yet. But they were coming from the south western direction. Multiples, that much he could guess. But he no idea how many. There was no point in trying to hide now. They knew that this was where Selk was. And they knew they could win.