Mutant_Lorenor
08-14-07, 04:20 PM
((Note this is a REAL battle, so prepare your character with alternate forms of healing after the battle. I don't use the actual Citadel facility. Be prepared for a hard brawl. I prefer level 0's and level 1's for this battle, thank you.))
The darkness of the Concordia Forest filled the boy's mind. Hungry. Oh so hungry was the boy. He felt a kind of wild fire burning through his gut. The hunt called him. Feeling the predator's call, the boy allowed himself to take flight in Concordia by night. A new world lurked upon the boy as he felt the awakening of the hunter within. The Endless called out to the boy, a separate entity guiding his actions.
He moved quietly across the tree-tops sprinting and jumping from position to position. He ran. Everywhere. Nowhere. The madness of hunger driving him towards an unknown future. If he could cry, the boy probably would have at that point. Yet, the fact that he had no eyes prevented him from doing so.
At this point motivated by his hunger, and a different kind of greed, the boy needed a fresh kill. His predatory instincts took over. The night-time realm of the Dark Mother surrounded his mad-flight. Finally, The Endless guided him to a particular spot--a clearing within the Concordia Forest. One of so many millions of them throughout the never-ending rain forest. The boy quietly leaped down from the trees and descended upon the clearing itself.
Long had he trained with the Monks of Ai'bron. The warriors taught him his killing craft. He prepared himself for this night, the night of the hunt. The boy straightened himself after the soft landing. He wore all black, a leather cloak with the Gol'bron's symbol upon it. The hunter paced back and forth for a long moment and then stood still, waiting.
Oh did he wait for his prey to come.
The darkness of the Concordia Forest filled the boy's mind. Hungry. Oh so hungry was the boy. He felt a kind of wild fire burning through his gut. The hunt called him. Feeling the predator's call, the boy allowed himself to take flight in Concordia by night. A new world lurked upon the boy as he felt the awakening of the hunter within. The Endless called out to the boy, a separate entity guiding his actions.
He moved quietly across the tree-tops sprinting and jumping from position to position. He ran. Everywhere. Nowhere. The madness of hunger driving him towards an unknown future. If he could cry, the boy probably would have at that point. Yet, the fact that he had no eyes prevented him from doing so.
At this point motivated by his hunger, and a different kind of greed, the boy needed a fresh kill. His predatory instincts took over. The night-time realm of the Dark Mother surrounded his mad-flight. Finally, The Endless guided him to a particular spot--a clearing within the Concordia Forest. One of so many millions of them throughout the never-ending rain forest. The boy quietly leaped down from the trees and descended upon the clearing itself.
Long had he trained with the Monks of Ai'bron. The warriors taught him his killing craft. He prepared himself for this night, the night of the hunt. The boy straightened himself after the soft landing. He wore all black, a leather cloak with the Gol'bron's symbol upon it. The hunter paced back and forth for a long moment and then stood still, waiting.
Oh did he wait for his prey to come.