MidnightRose

Wing and Storm

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Wing and Storm

Her brow furrowed troubled and confused. She slowly stood and walked over to him. "Well you're probably right about that," she muttered more to herself when he told her she shouldn't be so open about what she is. She took her cloak off revealing her wings. She wrapped an arm around him and lifted him up off the roof. She set him on the street below.

She stepped away from him and paused before saying, "What are you talking about? What is going on?" She put her cloak on, tucking her wings in. She didn't want to leave the city. There were enough people here that no one noticed her and she appreciated it.

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Wing and Storm

She stayed kneeling on the ground and watched him stand with pride. His posture was exceedingly confident and his face was rather handsome. His clothes were those of one with high standing she noticed. He spoke as if she knew him and said something about a resistance. She had not the faintest idea of what he was referring to.

She tilted her head and blinked up at him. "I'm sorry I'm not part of a resistance and I don't know who you are. I was just trying to help," she said slowly confused. She did wonder who he was though. Why would he need a resistance? Was he a fugitive? Is that why he had been running? Had she just made a mistake.

"Once the guards are gone I'll set you back on the street and you can be on your way," she assured him.

Brave New World [Gooble 'n' MidnightRose]

Brielle nodded, "one at a time," she repeated in agreement. She glanced around and noticed the torches on the wall. "Maybe we can use these to burn the tents?" She suggested. She reached up and pulled one torch off the wall handing it to him. She then grabbed one for herself. "All right... Ready?" She asked glancing at him. When he was ready she walked with him through the arch. She decided to stay slow and quiet hoping not to alert the goblins.

As soon as she was close enough she threw her torch onto one of the tents. The tent burst into flames and two goblins came running out in a panic. They wore almost no armor and were only armed with small rusty swords. Brielle swung her staff knocking one of the goblins to the ground. Her staff lit up and a second later a bolt of energy shot out causing the fallen goblin to disappear. At this time the second goblin charged at her. She sidestepped striking the goblin in the back knocking him forward. She shot a bolt of energy but he rolled out of the way. He stood and swung at her but she blocked the attack with her staff before pushing him back. She then swung her staff flinging a bolt at him and disintegrating the creature.

Wing and Storm

"This will only take a moment," she replied half ignoring him. She studied the wound for a moment. She reached out and gently placed her hand over the gash. She muttered something under her breath. A blue light emitted from her palm and a warmth spread from her hand. His flesh began to knit back together beneath her touch. She slowly pulled her hand away to see the gash had been healed completely.

"You should be all right now." She said stepping back away from him. She glanced him over and he didn't seem to have any other wounds. "But if you want to avoid the guards I suggest you wait up here."

Brave New World [Gooble 'n' MidnightRose]

Brielle looked up at the massive door and felt a surge of excitement. This was how a game was supposed to make you feel. This was the feeling that kept her coming back again and again to her favorite games. The feeling of adventure. The feeling of boldly facing the unknown. The feeling of confidence knowing that with your skills you could destroy the enemies in your path and reach your goal. She hoped this feeling, this surge of adrenaline would carry her through this dungeon. She would give her all and she would help West through this.

She looked over her own inventory before gripping her staff with both hands. She exhaled slowly, her heart beating rapidly, and smiled at him, "Ready." Together they pushed open the door and peered into the darkness. They were meant with a set of large stone steps that led down into darkness. On the walls hung torches casting flickering light and dancing shadows. "No going back now," Brielle thought as they stepped inside and the door slowly closed behind them.

They began making the descent down the stone steps and Brielle noticed how quiet it was. Outside there was the chirp of birds and the breeze but in here: silence. It was eerie and a bit unsettling. "but then that's how a dungeon is supposed to feel," Brielle thought with a nod. After they walked a bit they encountered a few small bats. Vermin really. Only worth a few experience points. They were placed there more for ambience than an actual challenge. "What's the first room?" She asked west quietly.

Wing and Storm

She draped her cloak around her shoulders, tucking her wings in so they were hidden once again. She held up her hands in a nonaggressive position, "it's all right. My name is Solara. I want to help you."

She studied his blood stained shirt and slowly moved closer. "Sorry about the flight," she added noticing his panic. "I forget not everyone is used to the sudden change in altitude."

As she spoke she knelt in front of him. "Let me see your wound," she said reaching out and gently taking his arm, slowly moving it away from the wound. It was as if she was working with a frightened animal and she was trying not to make any sudden moves to startle it.

Wing and Storm

Solara heard the thunder from her perch on a church rooftop. She wore a simple emerald dress and over that she wore a dark grey cloak. Her long golden hair flowed over her shoulders as the wind began to blow. Anyone looking at her would say she was a pretty woman. What most people didn't know was that beneath her cloak on her back was a set of feathered wings. She kept them hidden unless absolutely necessary to avoid suspicion.

Her attention was drawn away from the clouds by a commotion in the streets below. She looked down to see the King's Guard pursuing someone. Upon closer inspection she realized the man they were pursuing was injured. She could see a blood stain on his shirt. She didn't believe it was justified for guards to be chasing an injured man like that.

She stood up and with a graceful leap began moving from rooftop to rooftop until she caught up to the man. She leapt down beside him catching his good arm. She placed his arm around her shoulders, pulling her cloak off at the same time. "Hang on," she said before extending her large black feathered wings. With a few powerful flaps they were in the air. She landed softly on a rooftop and pulled him away from the edge. "Are you all right?" She asked looking at his injury.