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tylarth · February 14th, 2005, 08:50 AM

been requested to pop this valentines occurance here too...

The Grove of Confusion is a terribly dangerous place, some of the most terrible and fearsome creatures of all Atys roam its claustraphobic gullys. I and my friend Chi were hunting the great jugulars, well that what we had planned. Their are tribes in the grove, people who call this place home. One such tribe are the Ancient Dryads, i know little of their history, save that they view a matis such as i with hostility.
We were a little tired as we travelled not far from their camp and as does happen we became a little seperated. I must have wandered perhaps too close as next i knew angry tribes folk decended upon me, i ran as i could but, they struck me down.
As Chi came across my fallen body, someways from the camp, she also saw one of the tribe guards standing over me, seemingly defending my dead body from the scavenging Ocyx nearby. Chi channelled celestial magics and i rose, the guard did not attack. In his face i saw a mix of emotions, a troubled look, but the homin was silent.
We moved to our destination cautiously and the guard followed, not hostile as he was but moments ago, but almost mesmerised as if a conflict of his conscience had struck him dumb, perhaps he regretted slaying me? maybe he'd seen something in my fallen form that he wished to save from further harm?
We three journeyed deeper into the grove almost to highgrove, where the great jugular roam, all the while the guard followed matching my steps, every time i looked upon him, he had a smile on his face, yet still spoke no word, dispite a few cautious questions, the look reminded me of those who had found peace with jena or of that of a young couple stood together.
He watched as i healed, yet took no actions other than to just be close to me. The jugular can be unpredictalbe sometimes, and the presence of the guard had distracted me a little. We fell to a pair of them, the last look of the guard was one of shock and horror.
I regained conscience by the kami alter in Grove, as did chi, and once more travelled to the place, passed the dryad camp with more caution. When we arrived to where we had fell, the guard was stilll there although the jugulars were not. He was sat, oblivious to the world, staring at the snow where i had died. Tears had been falling from his eyes, and his face was contorted with anguish and distress. he paid no heed to us. He would not move, nor meet our gaze, or utter a word, he just wept at the ground. We were left with no choice but to leave him, on our return he was gone, we did not see him later in our travels.
The encounter with the guard made me ponder as to what had made him stand vigil and then follow me, perhaps love?

February 14th, 2005, 08:50 AM	#27
tylarth Join Date: Oct 2004 Posts: 413	Re: Storys, poems, songs been requested to pop this valentines occurance here too... The Grove of Confusion is a terribly dangerous place, some of the most terrible and fearsome creatures of all Atys roam its claustraphobic gullys. I and my friend Chi were hunting the great jugulars, well that what we had planned. Their are tribes in the grove, people who call this place home. One such tribe are the Ancient Dryads, i know little of their history, save that they view a matis such as i with hostility. We were a little tired as we travelled not far from their camp and as does happen we became a little seperated. I must have wandered perhaps too close as next i knew angry tribes folk decended upon me, i ran as i could but, they struck me down. As Chi came across my fallen body, someways from the camp, she also saw one of the tribe guards standing over me, seemingly defending my dead body from the scavenging Ocyx nearby. Chi channelled celestial magics and i rose, the guard did not attack. In his face i saw a mix of emotions, a troubled look, but the homin was silent. We moved to our destination cautiously and the guard followed, not hostile as he was but moments ago, but almost mesmerised as if a conflict of his conscience had struck him dumb, perhaps he regretted slaying me? maybe he'd seen something in my fallen form that he wished to save from further harm? We three journeyed deeper into the grove almost to highgrove, where the great jugular roam, all the while the guard followed matching my steps, every time i looked upon him, he had a smile on his face, yet still spoke no word, dispite a few cautious questions, the look reminded me of those who had found peace with jena or of that of a young couple stood together. He watched as i healed, yet took no actions other than to just be close to me. The jugular can be unpredictalbe sometimes, and the presence of the guard had distracted me a little. We fell to a pair of them, the last look of the guard was one of shock and horror. I regained conscience by the kami alter in Grove, as did chi, and once more travelled to the place, passed the dryad camp with more caution. When we arrived to where we had fell, the guard was stilll there although the jugulars were not. He was sat, oblivious to the world, staring at the snow where i had died. Tears had been falling from his eyes, and his face was contorted with anguish and distress. he paid no heed to us. He would not move, nor meet our gaze, or utter a word, he just wept at the ground. We were left with no choice but to leave him, on our return he was gone, we did not see him later in our travels. The encounter with the guard made me ponder as to what had made him stand vigil and then follow me, perhaps love?