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The Tree of Astra (LadyAnnaLee and Blackfridayrule)

Darin so glad the Elf was willing to help her. At least now she wouldn’t break something. She could have done without the comments about the wild being dangerous. She was well aware of that fact. That was why it was called the wild. Besides. It wasn’t like Darin was here by choice. If it was up to her, she would be back on the farm getting ready for the harvest. She supposed she did have a choice. It just wasn’t much of a choice. She couldn’t just let Astra fall.

Once she was on the ground the cat got closer. Darin held impossibly still as she was examined. When the cat decided that she was okay Darin let out the breath she didn’t know she was holding. With a slight smile she began running her hand though the cat’s fur. She thought that was the right thing to do since the cat had all but demanded it.

Darin whispered, “You really are beautiful.” Louder than that she told the Elf. “You’re right it’s safer. But, how did you?”

She didn’t get a chance to finish before the cat was pinning her to the ground. Darin was convinced the cat was bigger than she was. She tossed a look at the Elf. This wasn’t good. This is why she needed to get The Seed planted. No on wanted to be nice any more. Though why the Elf had decided to help her ground only to pin her to the ground was beyond her. People made no sense to Darin. Not for the first time Darin wished she was back on her farm. Why did it have to be her?”

Darin decided to answer the question without going into too much detail, “I’m a journey for my mother. It’s very important. Please let me go. I’ll try not to bother you anymore.”

There, the Elf wouldn’t be able to call her a liar. Darin was on a journey to protect her mother. It just so happened that it was also a journey to protect everyone in Astra. And it was very important. It was life of death important. Darin couldn’t tell her anymore. She may not have been prepared for the wild, but she wasn’t stupid. She couldn’t jus go around telling people she was on a journey to plant The Seed. That would a paint a target on her back. While it was true some people would be more willing to help her, Darin had no experience in telling if a person was bad or good. She knew that too. So, it was better to keep to herself.

Darin knew better than to try and struggle out of this mess. The Elf was clearly a fighter. Darin had none of those skill. Somehow, she didn’t think being able to plow a field would help her in this case. She could only hope that the Elf would take her answer and not question her further. It was a true answer, so if the Elf had someone to tell she was lying she wouldn’t be able detect a lie from her. At least that’s what Darin was hoping.

Darin was not above begging, “Please. I’m just a farm girl. All I want to do is finish my journey and go home.”

Also true. That was what Darin wanted. She wanted to figure out where The Seed wanted to be planted. Then she needed to plant it and make sure it would grow. Then she wanted to go home, back to her mother, back to her farm. In the back of her mind Darin knew that wouldn’t be the case. In the back of her mind she knew The Gardener had called her to do more than just plant The Seed. Darin wasn’t paying attention to that part of herself. If she did, she thought she might collapse from the sheer overwhelming nature of this whole adventure.

The Tree of Astra (LadyAnnaLee and Blackfridayrule)

Darin was not paying attention to her surroundings. She was more concerned with the vines currently entrapping her. She wiggled some more, and another vine snapped. She smiled. She absently thought that this probably wasn’t the best idea. If she got free this way she would go tumbling to the ground. She would probably break something. That much was clear. Still, she didn’t have anymore options. She had no idea where she was. So, she couldn’t expect help from anyone. She had to get down herself. Another vine snapped. Her smile turned into a smirk. This was actually going alright; for now. She was sure it would hurt when she hit the ground. That was a problem for then.

She let out a shout when she heard a yowl, “By The Tree!”

She down to see the biggest cat she had ever seen. Darin felt her eye go wide. It looked like it could be bigger than her. It the back of her mind Darin had to admit that the cat was gorgeous. It looked to be cream and black colored with a ringed tail. If it didn’t sound like it was calling for more of its friends Darin would be inclined to sweet talk it. As it was, Darin was fairly positive that a whole pack of cats was about to emerge from the forest. Then they would wait for her to fall into their waiting paws. The traveler risked a glance at the vines. Suddenly she prayed to the deities that they held long enough for the cats to get tired of waiting. She looked down just in time to see a rider come into view.

Darin knew she was staring. This woman screamed dangerous. She was also beautiful. Darin had never seen skin that color. Of course, she had never seen an Elf before. Darin was amazed by her dark waves even as she wondered how the woman could stand having hair that long. Her eyes were the part that begged for attention. They spoke of untold danger while being the most striking shade of amber. They seemed to look straight though Darin. She was the single most beautiful woman the human had ever seen. She wondered if all Elves looked like her. Darin wanted to see more if that was the case.

Darin knew her looks couldn’t compare. For one thing she had to look like a bumbling idiot. She was stuck in a tangle of vines and was about to plummet to the forest floor just as soon as they broke. For another thing she was shades of brown. Her skin was tan from working in the field just about every day from when she was fourteen. Her eyes were a washed out brown and her hair blended into her skin. She had to recognize the stark differences between them. Though she had to wonder if now was really the time to compare looks.

It was a good thing the Elf spoke first. Otherwise Darin would have lost herself for a moment and blurted out some vague compliment that would only end with the warrior laughing at her and her face turning bright red. The Elf’s words also snapped her to her senses. She was glad she had been mistaken for a boy. She wasn’t sure what rumors about her were being spread, but she wasn’t a complete idiot. She may not have any supplies, but the fewer people who knew who she was and what she was doing the better.

The Elf was still waiting for an answer, “My supplies were stolen. My knife is in my pack. I can’t use it properly so that seemed like the best place for it.” She was trying to keep her voice as deep as possible without making it obvious she was faking, “And yes, I fell off the cliff.”

Darin truly hoped the Elf didn’t laugh at her. She wasn’t sure she had the emotional fortitude to be laughed at right now. She rather the Elf just left her hanging than laugh at her. Maybe that was silly. It wasn’t like laughing would truly hurt her. Darin supposed she could stand a little bit of laughing if she helped get her down. The traveler supposed the only way she was going to get help was if she asked.

Darin decided to try, “I don’t suppose you would be willing to help me down.” She smiled nervously, “Or at least not stand there so I don’t fall on you.”

Because that was still the plan. It was working before the gorgeous cat showed up. Darin was fully prepared to keep wiggling and trashing. She couldn’t be stuck here forever. She wasn’t planting The Seed all tangled up after all. She needed to get down. She was going to get down. Even if this stunning woman wouldn’t help her Darin would get down.

Darin gave her head a shake. She needed to stop repeating herself. Even if she was only repeating herself in her brain. She would get nowhere by doing that. She needed to think positive, and she needed to remain focus. She could do this. Maybe. Possibly. If she didn’t break something on her fall down. No! First, she would get down. She would deal with the ground when she got there. Besides, maybe the Elf would help her.

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Darin was the bane of her mother’s existence. The lack of hips and the flat chest could be forgiven. It’s not like the girl had control of the body the deities had decided to bless her with. However, Darin was positive that her mother had still not forgiven her for cutting her wavy brown hair short with the kitchen knife when she was 16. The 19 year was also convinced that every time her mother saw her wearing pants, she had a heart attack. Darin didn’t care. Pants were more practical. It was just her and her mother. Someone needed to keep the farm going. No one in the village wanted to help so it fell to Darin.

Of course, that wasn’t the case now. Now Darin had a GRAND DESTINY. The entire village had stared in disbelief the day that The Gardener had come to their home. Everyone in Astra knew The Tree was dying. No one knew how to stop it. It was also known that The Gardener had left their post and was traveling though Astra. What they were looking for was unknown. They wondered though towns and cities. They visited the Elves and the Sirens. Great Human kings had played host to the Gardener. The village Darin lived in was a small human place that wasn’t on the way to anywhere important. It was quiet too. No one visited, and when those filled with wanderlust left, they didn’t come back. They never expected to see The Gardener. The entire village had come together to hold the best feast they could.

Then The Gardener had pointed at Thomas, the village’s best hunter and, Milla, the lord of the neighboring town wanted her to wife. He pulled them into the relative privacy of the elder’s home. He talked to them forever. Most people had gone stayed. A few, Darin included, went back to work. She was not expecting to finish with the day’s work long after dark to look up to see The Gardener staring at her.

He gave her The Seed. He also gave her instruction to plant The Seed. He couldn’t tell her where. He could only tell her that The Seed knew where it needed to be planted. He warned her of the danger. It needed to be planted before The Tree died. Some people didn’t want The Seed to be planted. It wouldn’t belong before all of Astra knew it existed. She needed to be careful. She needed to be both patient and quick.

Then they died. In front of Darin. She let out a scream. It wasn’t long before people came to see what was going on. It took some explaining, but soon everyone in the village knew what task The Gardener had given the village’s oddest girl. Darin protested. Someone needed to take care of her mother. Thomas said he would. Mila promised she would see it done. That protest dealt with the village came together to outfit her for her journey. Since traveling as, a boy was safer, her tendency for wearing pants was safer. The butcher gave her a decent knife to defend herself with. Darin’s mother cut her hair short, kissed her goodbye, and sent her on her way.

That was three months ago, and Darin was starting to think she should have traveled with someone. She was currently hanging upside down. She had fallen off a cliff and into a forest. A tangle of vines had caught her. However, now she was stuck. This wasn’t the first time something like this had happened. There were the giant spiders, the bridge she almost fell off of, the bandits that took her pack mule. Darin was not liking this adventure.

She muttered to herself, “By The Tree, why me.”

If The Tree weren’t so important Darin wouldn’t have gone on this adventure. The Tree was what kept most evil out of Astra. Evil was still there, but it was difficult. The closer you got to The Tree the less evil there was. Darin had heard extremely old stories of war, and she didn’t want that in Astra. She would avoid it if she could. So, she needed to find a place to plant The Seed. She knew that the only way she would find the place would be travel Astra until she found it. She was not doing a very good job of that. She wasn’t sure what she would do when it came time to fight to defend The Seed. In her opinion, the Gardener picked the absolutely person for the job.

Darin tried to break free, “Oh come on!” A few vines snapped and she dropped a few feet, “Haha! Progress!”

She could do this! It had been three months and she wasn’t dead yet. The deities had to be looking out for her. She would get out of this mess. She would figure out where to plant The Seed. She would preserve peace in Astra. She could do this!

Hello! Any one for a Role Play?

@officaz No thank you. Terrorism is not really something I'm comfortable with. Best of luck finding someone.

Hello! Any one for a Role Play?

@officaz Did you have something specific in mind?

The Tree of Astra (LadyAnnaLee and Blackfridayrule)

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Blackfridayrule

The Tree of Astra (LadyAnnaLee and Blackfridayrule)

Darin was the bane of her mother’s existence. The lack of hips and the flat chest could be forgiven. It’s not like the girl had control of the body the deities had decided to bless her with. However, Darin was positive that her mother had still not forgiven her for cutting her wavy brown hair short with the kitchen knife when she was 16. The 19 year was also convinced that every time her mother saw her wearing pants, she had a heart attack. Darin didn’t care. Pants were more practical. It was just her and her mother. Someone needed to keep the farm going. No one in the village wanted to help so it fell to Darin.

Of course, that wasn’t the case now. Now Darin had a GRAND DESTINY. The entire village had stared in disbelief the day that The Gardener had come to their home. Everyone in Astra knew The Tree was dying. No one knew how to stop it. It was also known that The Gardener had left their post and was traveling though Astra. What they were looking for was unknown. They wondered though towns and cities. They visited the Elves and the Sirens. Great Human kings had played host to the Gardener. The village Darin lived in was a small human place that wasn’t on the way to anywhere important. It was quiet too. No one visited, and when those filled with wanderlust left, they didn’t come back. They never expected to see The Gardener. The entire village had come together to hold the best feast they could.

Then The Gardener had pointed at Thomas, the village’s best hunter and, Milla, the lord of the neighboring town wanted her to wife. He pulled them into the relative privacy of the elder’s home. He talked to them forever. Most people had gone stayed. A few, Darin included, went back to work. She was not expecting to finish with the day’s work long after dark to look up to see The Gardener staring at her.

He gave her The Seed. He also gave her instruction to plant The Seed. He couldn’t tell her where. He could only tell her that The Seed knew where it needed to be planted. He warned her of the danger. It needed to be planted before The Tree died. Some people didn’t want The Seed to be planted. It wouldn’t belong before all of Astra knew it existed. She needed to be careful. She needed to be both patient and quick.

Then they died. In front of Darin. She let out a scream. It wasn’t long before people came to see what was going on. It took some explaining, but soon everyone in the village knew what task The Gardener had given the village’s oddest girl. Darin protested. Someone needed to take care of her mother. Thomas said he would. Mila promised she would see it done. That protest dealt with the village came together to outfit her for her journey. Since traveling as, a boy was safer, her tendency for wearing pants was safer. The butcher gave her a decent knife to defend herself with. Darin’s mother cut her hair short, kissed her goodbye, and sent her on her way.

That was three months ago, and Darin was starting to think she should have traveled with someone. She was currently hanging upside down. She had fallen off a cliff and into a forest. A tangle of vines had caught her. However, now she was stuck. This wasn’t the first time something like this had happened. There were the giant spiders, the bridge she almost fell off of, the bandits that took her pack mule. Darin was not liking this adventure.

She muttered to herself, “By The Tree, why me.”

If The Tree weren’t so important Darin wouldn’t have gone on this adventure. The Tree was what kept most evil out of Astra. Evil was still there, but it was difficult. The closer you got to The Tree the less evil there was. Darin had heard extremely old stories of war, and she didn’t want that in Astra. She would avoid it if she could. So, she needed to find a place to plant The Seed. She knew that the only way she would find the place would be travel Astra until she found it. She was not doing a very good job of that. She wasn’t sure what she would do when it came time to fight to defend The Seed. In her opinion, the Gardener picked the absolutely person for the job.

Darin tried to break free, “Oh come on!” A few vines snapped and she dropped a few feet, “Haha! Progress!”

She could do this! It had been three months and she wasn’t dead yet. The deities had to be looking out for her. She would get out of this mess. She would figure out where to plant The Seed. She would preserve peace in Astra. She could do this!

The Tree of Astra (LadyAnnaLee and Blackfridayrule)

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Hello! Any one for a Role Play?

1:30 pm I'm leaving this computer in half an hour and won't be back until tomorrow, and when I am here it'll be 4 hours M-F.

'til tomorrow, have a good day

@officaz

I'm not sure what message you are trying to give me. I'm sorry.

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