all of his ending are waiting to begin (OPEN TO ALL)

[4saykin]

It was just about sun down,no one had been outside much during the daylight for the wind had been blowing vilontly,indicating that a storm was coming.......there were a few light showers on and off during the day.
But the approuching storm looked to be bad.

The storm started and the sun was down,making the forest around the peaceful promenade look as if filled with evil,which was probiblly true for the fact that there was an old grave yard just a few miles away deep in the forest......This puticular cemetary was about some 500 years old,were an acient tribe of demon dwellers burried there dead....The demon dwellers used to resurect demons from the depths of hell.And then the demons would inhabbit the the bodies of the human hosts,making them slaves......when a dweller dies the demon spirit did not leave the host body,but staied so that it may be free to roam the plains at will,only at night........only in the dark.

At this time there was a slight fog beginning to settling along the ground.With the rain pooring and winds blowing.....there were flashes of lighting all around and the sound of the thunder had shoock the ground.

A mysterious man slowly approuched the tavern.with water dripping from his hair and mud on his boots.He walked up too tavern not caring much about the storm.

suddenly the tavern doores swung open and there stood the mysterious man,one that no one has ever seen before......he looked has if he has been traving for a long while...

He makes his way to the bar,bumping into a waitress.quickly and softly,making sure no one other then her hears his voice and ther words that he says.
"I am terribly sorry about that miss." And continues on his way to the bar.....
His hood is up,so no one can see his face.It is as if he dont want any one to see his face.

As he takes a seat at a near by stool,he places his hand on the butt of his sword,and orders a drink.
While he waits for his drink he pulls a pipe from his side,and fills it with tobaco.......Finily his wine is set in front of him,he sits there and drinks his wine while smoking from his pipe and observing those around him......

Having yet to take his down his hood,or take his hand off his sword,making sure that no one sees his face.

continuing to sit there an observe everyone around him he says nothng to no one......

[Auryon]

Auryon had disliked the forest ever since her escape from Axe's Edge; a clan of shadows had followed her footsteps throughout the snow. The she had not dared to stop, not one single second, or the dark hounds might have found her, and killed her in the spot. She could only but help feeling equally uneasy traveling through a forest, that although was not nearly as brutal as those from Salvar, seemed to offer no compassion against strangers.

Her steps drew through the mud of a land that she had once ruled without opposition. Everything around her was wet, the bushes, trees and branches where decorated by small jewels of water; there had been mellow rains throughout the day, ones that had set the hectic life of the cities into a slow and tiered mood, though she knew a storm that loomed over the horizon, had already started war-dancing against the city in a trail of wrath.

"The Peaceful Promenade..." Auryon whispered to herself as her droopy eyes set their gaze upon a sing, that struggled, and battled against the relentless wind. A blanket of soft mist covered the dwellings of the city, the sky was made of cinder.

The place was indeed peaceful, an unexpected quality from a human settlement. She moved slowly through the streets of the town. Pedestrians had already sought shelter underneath taverns and stores, who's owners found the otherwise accursed rain, a blessing from the gods. Rain fell down, cold as knives, damping everything and everyone who walked under its veil, not Auryon however. Droplets fell but before they dared to touch her they would sift away through the contour of her body. No body would notice, everyone seemed to worried about their own affairs; only a soft rattle of voices and whispers emerged from inside the buildings, children came out and played in the puddles, and other men and women stood outside underneath sheltering awnings of business' facades.

The Peaceful Promenade, just another of the countless road-side town she had crossed during her travels, would have to be her rest place for today. She did not mind the wind, much less the rain, she loved the both and could have wished for no better gift from Am'aleh, she was exhausted ,however, and she needed some rest for her aching feet. Finding herself un-acquainted to the place she was forced to do as all the other humans, and seek shelter underneath the roof of a tavern, the one who's entrance was cleared from idle bodies, 'Is the one I'll go into' she thought to herself.

Gale's Ale, was the name, a place slightly lonesome in comparison to the other places, though filled with strange men that eye-balled her as she moved to the very back of the room where her presence was less noticed. A light cloud of tobacco smoke had already settled in the air, as a few pipes burned across the room. Bearded, husky faces followed her every move as they gulped from their mugs and grasped them with calloused hands, conspiring between themselves on how to appeal to the silver-haired woman.

Thunder and lightning began striking with a fury outside, that it seemed as if the Aegean themselves where at war. Though it was not that which was now keeping her weary of the city... but a malign force loomed in from the forest, and she did not like it.

[Yukina]

Yuki had been walking sometime around evening, she wasn't exactly sure what time it was, but she was tired. She was walking through a dark forest, the trees were a dark shade of green and a heavy fog was settling in on the looming world, she wasn't exactly sure which way she was going, all she knew was, she had to find some sort of town or village to stop at and find salvation.

She stopped at a graveyard who's name she couldn't read. Maybe it was illegible, maybe she just didn't understand the letters anyway, either way, it said something funky, the only word she got was "Demon" She looked at each grave, but dared not to enter. Pictures flashed within her mind, evil creatures, and necromancers, it all just formed into a bad omen. The wind was playing tricks on her eyes and she thought she saw creatures rising up from the graves, so she started running in a direction adjacent to the graveyard.

She stopped running only when she saw signs that read "Peaceful Promenade" Yuki sighed a great sigh of relief, and ran down the cobblestone path. Oh yeah, I don't have somewhere else to stay... Now what... well before I crash, might as well stop at this tavern Yuki struggled to step over random unconcious bodies outside of the tavern, laying on the ground, they all seemed like they'd be there for a long time.

The fog has already set on the ground, and now storm clouds were rolling in. "Eek!" she let out a screech and ran in, yeah, if that hadn't drawn all the attention in the bar to herself, all that was left would be to reveal her wings. Oh... Happy day. Yuki sat at an alcove and when the waiter came to her she said "Anything... without alchohol." She got a strange look and he walked off. She sat back in her seat and looked into her lap. She coughed at the smoke and a couple tears formed in her eyes.

[Taskmienster]

This thread has been sitting since before the beginning of this year (2009). Since no response has been made to create activity I am going to be moving this. If you would like it to be reopened please feel free to PM myself or another admin and they will be able to move it for you back to the Peaceful Promenade.