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Post by Treijim on Jan 9, 2007 10:51:56 GMT 9.5
"NO!" Srafel said loudly. "I'm not leaving. Th-thank you, but this is my home... I... regret... that we did not talk more. May Renin cast fortune upon your life henceforce."
He put his hand on Noel's shoulder, and Noel would have noticed a small surge of energy, like a sudden perk. He looked back again for the giant flying beast.
"Make your ice boat now, boy, and I'll drag this thing away back into the blizzard." And he held his sword at his side and began to trudge back up towards the temple.
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Post by Frodobursh on Jan 9, 2007 13:44:18 GMT 9.5
Noel saddened. He had felt as if a certain bondage had formed between him and Srafel. Though he'd be reliefed being away from the cold temples, he found Srafel interesting. He stood still for a while, thinking it over, but he worried about the dark creatures that were constantly attacking. He would never learn to fight them off.
He crossed onto a large ice chunk, which crackled. Instantly, as it began to snap off the original chunk of land, a long crack ran through it. Noel patched it with ice and pushed off the land with his ice, making the ice chunk go faster. He neared deeper into the water, when a sudden stillness filled the air. The current was uneasy where he was, different from where it was in other places.
Noel's eyes darted across the water and he listened intently; the only instinct he could rely on. He saw something large swim towards him from under the water, and then disappear. "Srafel..." Noel began, but was suddenly knocked off violently by a huge force that hit the floating ice chunk, a cry escaping him. "Ahhh! Srafel!!"
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Post by Treijim on Jan 9, 2007 14:06:19 GMT 9.5
Srafel picked up a voice on the wind and he looked over his shoulder. The flying beast came up behind him, heading for the sea, and he quickly grabbed its leg with one arm with great skill. Still flying out, the monster writhed in mid-air, trying to shake him off. It seemed more intent on going to hunt down Noel, though. The iceberg came into view and Srafel swung his sword over the head, gashing the monster. He landed on the ice on two feet and the monster flew away.
"Noel," he said, going to him. "What is it?"
Before Noel needed to answer, he looked at the water and saw a shadow. He went to it and put his hand in and a surge of light went from his hand and into the water, making it glow eerily for a moment. Their ears popped. He hurried back to Noel, wrapping his cloak around the boy.
"I'll stay with you until we reach the land," he said. "I electrocuted it, so it should be quite hurt..."
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Post by Frodobursh on Jan 10, 2007 6:32:32 GMT 9.5
Noel shivered under Srafel's cloak, still a bit shocked at what had just happened. He had always taken things a bit slowly. He remained close to Srafel, feeling completely protected, but his eyes staying on the water. He didn't know that the strange creatures could swim too.
"We should get a head start," His clothes were soaked and weighing him down. A large draft made him freeze up and he could barely move his fingers any more. He pulled the cloak tighter around him.
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Post by Treijim on Jan 10, 2007 11:25:51 GMT 9.5
"We're moving quite fast as it is," Srafel said. "Don't worry about me. Just sleep and you'll arrive when you wake up as though it's all been a bad dream."
He looked up at the white sky, scattered with snow, and then down at the crystal water, currently void of life.
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Post by Frodobursh on Jan 11, 2007 10:34:24 GMT 9.5
Noel stood still for a few moments, almost dreamlike of watching the figure of Srafel going close to the water's edge. Going to sleep sounded just as great as being treated like a prince. He bundled up tighter in the coat and sat down against a bolder. The biting feeling of the snow underneath him was unnoticed because he was so numb.
He drifted off to sleep, taking in a deep breath and then exhaling. He just wanted to be somewhere warm... Home...
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Post by Treijim on Jan 11, 2007 13:13:20 GMT 9.5
Noel slept soundly for quite some time. He was lying on a beach at the north end of Ideitess, where the wind was cold but the sun shone brightly. Anyone would have thought what he had experienced was a dream, were it not for the dark orange cloak he was wrapped in.
[End of RP, unless there's something you'd like to add]
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Post by Frodobursh on Jan 12, 2007 7:12:12 GMT 9.5
[End of RP]
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