She backs off, surprised at the use of magic and a bit perturbed.
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
“Thus human beings judge of one another, superficially, casually, throwing contempt on one another, with but little reason, and no charity.” - Emmuska Orczy, 'The Scarlet Pimpernel'
thanks! I'll probably post tomorrow because it's a bit late for me to be reading 11 pages of what's already happened and then writing a reply lol
“Thus human beings judge of one another, superficially, casually, throwing contempt on one another, with but little reason, and no charity.” - Emmuska Orczy, 'The Scarlet Pimpernel'
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
Leon was still terrified by the girl's sudden appearance and subsequent disappearance, but he knew that his focus should be on Darian's magical recovery. So he somehow managed to turn away from the spot that the girl had been standing in, and instead looked over at Darian. "Is there anything I can do to help?" he asked him.
Marius had done his best to remember the section from his Adventurer's Correspondence Course on finding adventures. Sadly, unless getting hopelessly lost counted as an adventure, his best had not been particularly good. He was the sensible type, and so he had enough food and water on him to last a few more days, but of course that wouldn't do him any good if he didn't get unlost, or find another source of sustenance, within those days.
His confident Adventurer's stride had changed to a stroll, and his Adventurer's posture had reverted to his natural slouch, and so he was relieved, but also slightly embarrassed when he ran into the first people he had seen in a few days. A man lay on the ground, surrounded by a small huddle of people. He hurried over. "Oh thank the gods. I was beginning to think I was the only person in this blasted valley."
“Thus human beings judge of one another, superficially, casually, throwing contempt on one another, with but little reason, and no charity.” - Emmuska Orczy, 'The Scarlet Pimpernel'
Tasha, who still has her knife out, steps forward protectively over her wounded comrade.
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
Darian slowly rose onto his elbows with a coarse groan, then looked at the darkened faces around him. "You all look like you've seen a ghost," he rasped.
The twig wand wove around his fingers so he could simply lay his hand against his shoulder to mend his flesh.
"The others have left us stranded, and my relic staff is nowhere to be found." A sigh. "The clergy will not be thrilled about this."
He turned, watching Tasha pull a knife on a stranger. He shook his head. "Let's not draw any further blood in this horrid tale. Why don't we find shelter instead?"
I am a forest fire and an ocean, and I will burn you just as much as I will drown everything you have inside.
-Shinji Moon
I am the property of Rydia, please return me to her ship.
"Who are you?" she asks the newcomer, voice dangerously low.
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
