Character Castle 2.0
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“Well if you’re the king then you would know where I am.” The newcomer leveled her arrow at Kami. Even though Rosario was in extremely close proximity she didn’t feel threatened in the slightest. She glanced between the two of them and raised an eyebrow, interested to know how Kami would handle this. If worse came to worse she could shoot them both but she wanted to stay on the good side of both of them. So she merely stepped out of the line of fire and smiled expectantly at Mr Psychopath.
“A king? I should’ve guessed.” She already knew that but she enjoyed playing stupid.
(Sorry I missed your character in my last Rosario post @jasmine XD)I AM afraid. I’m glad that I am. That tells me I need to be brave. ~W.M.
Wow I really like your quote XD
To be a light to the world you must shine in the darkness.
The Setting collected multiple people from different worlds and more were coming. It was like gathering an ant farm and watching, shaking it up every now and then. The interesting question right now was who would be in charge. But it was far more fun to see them try to survive. Humans were so predictable with infantile intelligences compared to it. You could always manipulate a response.
Slowly it opened a cave walled with crystalline mirrors behind the group. Dark, deep with something orange-red glowing inside. Level 1. There were 6666 levels in the Setting according to the legend it instilled in its own creatures as of 0.00025 seconds ago. It was possible they could earn a way out, it entertained the notion. It let night inch upon them. Darkness put humans on edge not being able to see to far away from themselves.
Right above the cave it released a set of phosphorous letters that each person would read differently to touch their deepest desires. There was one sentence that everyone would read the same though:
A test to prove your worth to earn your freedom.
(sincerely, the Setting lol)I was just thinking that all the wraiths and all could be in there and it be like a maze like @mischievous-thwapling suggested early early in the Character Castle (I was rereading everything cos I recently discovered how to save Internet pages to my desktop XD). But it’s just an idea and they might as a group use common sense and not enter the maze.
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Anyway…
…To be a light to the world you must shine in the darkness.
Lol! Actually, I was thinking Ehud would win, but I’m good with whatever!! He’s definitely more equipped. 😛 I’ll try to write this next post so it won’t matter who won. 😉
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Riure felt Sadiq slow beneath her fingers and skidded to a quick halt, really hoping she didn’t fall over again. That had been embarrassing enough. Speaking of that, though, where was the male person with the insanely small hands after all? After Ehud had come along she’d almost forgotten about him. She tried to catch her breath as laughter exploded from her lungs.
Sadiq stiffened as feet flew past Riure, swift and sure. He’s not going to stop in time, Riure thought, listening intently as the footsteps frantically slowed. There was a thud and a grunt, but it didn’t sound like anyone was hurt or had fallen over. Riure laughed harder. Ha! She wasn’t the only one who struggled with that!
Ehud grabbed her hands and threw them into the air. “You won!” he cried enthusiastically. Riure could tell he was breathless from laughter, as she was. “Heh, you’re pretty fast, erhm… sorry?”
Riure tried to control her giggles. Ehud might be lying about her winning. He seemed like the type to make her feel as good as she could. Of course, he also seemed the type who was truthful in all circumstances. Ach, who cared? If she won, she won, and if not, then not. She stifled a bubbly chuckle. Why in the world was she laughing so hard? She had no idea, and didn’t care. Kening had made her that way, and she was good with it.
“This is-” definitely struggling with self-control. Riure laughed harder. “This is Riure,” Ehud managed. He bumped her shoulder playfully and Riure lightly punched him. She was pretty sure she hit his shoulder, but maybe she hit a bit lower, on his upper arm. Whoops. She had to remember that he was taller than her. “And I’m Ehud!” Ehud finished.
Oh. Introductions. Riure stopped mid laugh, positive that her face was red. Maybe she looked good with rosy cheeks, or maybe it made her look ridiculous. She honestly had no idea. People had described what she looked like before, but they never said anything bad so she wasn’t exactly sure what she looked like. Maybe like a monkey. She burst out in laughter and leaned against Sadiq, who was still tense.
“I’m so sorry,” Riure gasped. “Having some… problems here…” she dug a knuckle into her side, trying to keep a stich from growing in her side. “Sit,” she murmured, and Sadiq slowly lowered herself onto the ground, keeping Riure’s hand on her silky head.
“Uh,” someone (whoever, I don’t have a specific person in mind) said. “Does that normally happen?”
“What?” Riure asked.
Ehud’s mirth had vanished. He put a hand on her shoulder and gently turned her around so she faced away from where she assumed the newcomers were. “Erhm, a cave, with lots of mirrors and creepy letters.”
“Ok, weird… What do you think, Sadiq? Go or stay?”
Sadiq stayed sitting and leaned backward against Riure’s legs. Her answer was clear. “Ehud?”
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I loved that with Konyar trying to convince Rilyn to come out, that was so funny!
Haha, thank you!! 😛
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A gray-blue-eyed young guy, racing a girl, attempted to skid to a stop, but tumbled onto Konyar. At first Konyar jumped a little in surprise, but grinned as he watched them laugh breathlessly. On closer examination, Konyar realized the girl was blind, hence the dog at her heels. The smile faded from his face. In Konyar’s mind humans were weak enough normally, so he couldn’t imagine one being more hindered by a lack of sight. But he also guessed this girl didn’t wish for pity. Or at least he would think so. Sirian never wanted any; he strived to be treated as an equal with the rest of the tribe.
“This is–this is Riure, and I’m Ehud!” the blonde teen was saying.
Konyar grinned. “I’m Konyar,” he offered. He glanced at Rilyn to see if she was going to introduce herself. Nope. She stared at the teens with pursed lips and narrowed eyes, obviously wondering why they were acting chummy and comfortable in such a strange place. A look she threw at him communicated her thoughts further: Do they live here?
“And this is Rilyn,” Konyar added, gesturing to her. “My very rude friend.”
Rilyn gently smacked him on the head. “Well, he might be the nice one, but I’m slightly tolerable once you get to know me.” She smiled wryly at them.
They hadn’t stopped laughing while Konyar and Rilyn had spoken, and they still were attempting–and failing–to control themselves.
“I’m so sorry,” the blind girl–Riure–gasped. “Having some…problems here…”
“Uh,” Konyar stuttered, staring past her. “Does that normally happen?”
Ehud turned Riure away. “Erm.. there’s a cave with lots of mirrors and creepy letters.”
Riure’s dog settled at her legs. The blind girl turned to Ehud and said his name in a questioning voice.
Konyar glanced between the two of them, wondering where this was going.
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BTW, forget to tell you Konyar’s and Rilyn’s ages. With dragons it’s complicated, but think of them between the ages of 15–18-ish 🙂
"I threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell."
Ok, I am here!!!! Finally, lol. It sure took me long enough ;P I LOVE the interactions going on (these characters are SO awesome!), and I am going to plop mine in right away. So sorry for the delay! Btw, this maze idea is awesome, @this-is-not-an-alien ! And @mischievous-thwapling , DRAGON-PEOPLE ARE AWESOME! Think I could say awesome again?
I typed out Kiark’s part, but it is SUPER long bc I got carried away, so I will only recap: He was having a reserved argument with his officials, who didn’t want him to go on this mission to recruit the chiefs to their cause, claiming it could be to dangerous and he could be wounded or, at worst, killed. Kiark left the tent, and was going to get something to eat, when two soldiers approached him. One of them, Rosprey, had just learned that his little sister was lost in the forest, so Kiark put together a search party to go and look for her. Right now, he set off by himself to search as well, and he’s busy running things over in his head, trying to sort things out….
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“I just don’t understand it.” Kiarkus Reni ran a hand through his fluffed-up golden hair and sighed. Absentmindedly snapping a dead stick off of a tree and slapping his hand with it, he tramped through Deko Forest, roving the ground with his eyes for any sign of… whatever a little twelve year old girl would leave behind her. But he wasn’t really thinking about the girl, Yehe; that’s what Rosprey said her name was. He was thinking about the officials who had rejected his plea. “Their logic makes no sense! You would let me ride into a controlled battle (since when is battle controlled?!), but not a meticulously planned trip to go and discuss dire matters in a civilized manner to men who would most likely be on our side? Sure, they may or may not be in agreement with us, but isn’t that what scouts are for? It is important that I go; if I don’t, the chiefs may not believe our cause is strong enough and therefore will ally with the Vulgars! Then where will we be, Bartch J. Rond?”
Curling back his lips, he snarled. It was a bad habit of his, one he had been begged time and time again to break. But he always snarled at folks when they asked him to. The prince stopped suddenly to examine a deer rub on a tree. It was pretty high up, and the bark was scraped almost clean off in that spot. Hmm. Kiark bent down and ran his finger over a clean hoof-print. It was a big one, alright…hmm. But he stood up again and continued on. The girl, the girl, the troublesome girl! His mind still wandered aimlessly. This time, he was thinking over his soldiers’ sad lack of discipline.
“For Pete’s sake, those Forgesswaiters! So impertinent. Am I a joke to them? Do I give off the air of a fool? Certainly not. But is there something I can do to improve my impression on them? They need to obey me and respect me without severe penalties to force them to do so. But what can I do? What can I change? Do I need to change?”
He lapsed into silence. He had wanted to go alone so that he could talk to himself. Talking to himself let him work things out. But right now, things were just getting more messed up. He gazed up through the overhanging branches, toward the sky, and sighed. He needed to focus. That was rule number one. THE GIRL MUST BE FOUND! That would be a way to show that he was a leader, and that he was someone worth obeying. And maybe give him time to actually come up with a solution for things.
Kiark stalked through Deko Forest, using all the hunting techniques he had ever learned. He glanced at the sun. He would have to go and meet back with the search party soon. They needed hounds. He had found some men who were expert hunters, but they needed dogs. He was about to turn back when he saw a small creek. Kids are attracted to creeks. Hmm. Kiark leaped across. It was a bit wider than he thought, and he landed in a cat-like crouch, his scabbard bumping against his hip. When he stood up, however, he nearly fell over again.
What?
So far as he knew, there were no rain-forests in this part of Banerow — right? He glanced behind him. But Deko Forest was now Deko jungle: tropical plants; huge, emerald leaves dripping clear drops of water; bright pink flowers. It was genuine. He sat down on a handy tree trunk covered with moss.
What?
He sat for several minutes in stunned silence, unsure of what to think or do. The whole world had just changed in an instant! There was a monkey in the tree in front of him, and a large vase like plant full of bugs. Finally, in a slightly shaky voice, he started to slowly talk to himself. “You know, Kiark, maybe you are going mad: just like your father.” He shivered, and shook that possibility off as quickly as he could. “This is… little Yehe could be out here.” He stood up slowly, and ran a hand through his hair. “I need to find her now.” Bringing himself together, he warded off a frighting thought: maybe I’m going mad — like father. NO. He would not even think about that.
He started off very slowly, peeking behind every trunk of every tree and jumping at every noise he heard — which was very often. Half expecting a goon to leap out at him — anything was possible now — he kept a hand on the hilt of his sword. He made sure to step very quietly and to breath sparingly.
He shouldn’t have been startled when he stepped into the small clearing floored with ivy and ferns. Things we weird enough. However, the strange thing was that there was a man in the clearing, and he was sitting at a very out of place desk working with very futuristic and out of place materials — out of place for a jungle, that is.
But strangest of all was the fact that Kiark knew the man. He could recognize that silver suit anywhere, and the shock of gold-red hair. Even after several years. But he didn’t believe it.
Kiark carefully picked his way through the undergrowth until he was standing just a couple of paces behind the man. He cleared his throat. Wylo stood up slowly and turned around — grabbing a knife on his desktop. But when he saw Kiark, his grey eyes widened ever so slightly, and he put the weapon down. They stared at each other in silence, both too flustered to say anything. Finally, the self-exiled High-lord cleared his throat and spoke to his nephew.
“I do not know, Kiarkus. There is no plausible explanation.”
“None at all, and so I did not waste my time in trying to figure that out.”
“Wise choice.”
“Yes; I only let things lie unexplained when there is something more important to worry about, and, case in point, I have a hunch that a little girl has gotten herself lost out here.”
Wylo considered the young man standing before him. So like his father — not only in looks, but also in thought and manner. He began to regret the appearance of the heir of Banerow. Kiark was a sore reminder of his folly. “Alright, then, Kiarkus,” he said. “I suppose we had better get a move on.” The prince nodded.
Wylo’s theory of getting back to his sea-den by way of intense forgetfulness hadn’t worked. It was time to take action, and concentrating was pretty much impossible with another human being standing right there next to him anyway. He grabbed several things from his desk; important, priceless things, and carefully put them in his pockets. The pockets he had secretly hidden in his clothes. He also strapped his fencing sword to his hip. The sheath was silver. No telling what creatures they might come upon; he was just glad he hadn’t met any already.
The prince and the High-lord started off together in the same general direction Kiark had been going after he crossed the creek. They did not talk; each absorbed in each other’s thoughts and wisely deciding now was not the time to sort things out that would most likely never be sorted out.
Kiark plodded in a somehow stately manner, and Wylo strolled as if it were the palace garden. The High-lord took out his pipe and lit it; the smell of sweet-scented smoke mingled with the freshness of the jungle. Then it started to drizzle. Kiark buttoned his trench coat and wondered at his uncle, who kept walking, apparently oblivious to the wetness. And the pipe was still burning just as well as before.
Some strange contrivance of his, Kiark thought.
The princes’s hair was soggy and drooping by the time they heard the first whispers of human voices. Kiark looked at his uncle, who nodded mechanically, and they continued on until they came to a clump of bushes. Peeking through the foliage, they beheld what was surely a castle garden — the castle wall loomed behind the group of people situated beside a small pond. They were talking in separate little groups. The two men took in the scene, and, wordlessly communicating, they stepped into it. It was best to directly introduce yourself instead of trying to sneak up on total strangers.
Wylo had his pipe in his mouth and looked as casual as if he had just entered a dinner party; Kiark carried himself like the crown prince that he was, ready for a fight, and ready if someone offered him something to eat.
“Hello there!” The prince said when they were close enough to speak without shouting. “I wonder, could any of you be of any help to us? I’m looking for a little girl, about twelve years old. She has silver hair, blue eyes, and a light pink blouse on.”
At that moment however, a strange wall opened up behind the strange characters, covered with translucent letters. Kiark reached to draw his sword, but Wylo put a hand on his arm. They waited to see what the others would do.
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And I was super duper long!!! AHHH!!! I am so bad at condensing things. Anyway, I will make sure to keep posts shorter after this. Introducing the character always takes longer for me. I apologize for any typos and weird sentences; I went to post it after I finished editing — and then lost it! So I do not want to go back through and edit again.
Also, I decided to change Wylo’s age from when I first brought him to the castle. He is now several years older, having already poisoned his brother and self-exiled himself. Also, I know this is weird, but I in-vision him as a sort of taller and slimmer looking version of Orville Wright, lol. I know, I’m crazy 😛
I light the arrow, pull the bow,
Shoot that fire right through my soul.“Well if you’re the king then you would know where I am.” A voice spoke and Kami turned to meet it. A woman held an arrow to a bow, level with his heart, her eyebrow raised cockily.
“Truth be told, I’m as clueless as you.” Kami replied easily.
Though completely relaxed outwardly, nervousness started to stir inside. Usually bodyguards and high security surrounded him.
But now it there was only his self defense skills keeping him from death at any moment.
“I feel as if nobody here knows where we are. But let not let such a question plague us. Sometimes we must do and without asking why.” Kami was painfully aware that what he had just said made poor sense.
This wasn’t his element.
One day you'll be someone's favorite author.
DRAGON-PEOPLE ARE AWESOME!
Lol, thank you!!! And yes, you can say awesome again 😛
DON’T APOLOGIZE!!! I love that post!! What awesome characters… And yeah, my introductions are always long, too. Writing Konyar’s reaction now…
"I threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell."
And that Orville Wright thing is the best thing I’ve heard all day…
"I threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell."
Two new men emerged, and Konyar turned around.
“Hello there!” one began. “I wonder, could any of you be of any help to us? I’m looking for a little girl, about twelve years old. She has silver hair, blue eyes, and a light pink blouse on.”
A little startled by the appearance of yet another stranger, Konyar blinked at him for a moment before confessing, “I’m sorry, sir. We haven’t. In fact, I, along with my friend here”–he gestured to Rilyn– “just sorta…appeared here. Do you–are you the lord of this castle?” Konyar couldn’t help asking because these two men almost seemed to emit an arora that demanded respect–or, like one of them was highly intelligent while the other was at least entitled to a throne of some kind.
They were staring quizzically at the cave that had slid open behind them, and Konyar nodded, almost sympathetically. “Yeah… I have no idea what that is.. Do you?”
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Tagging @wingiby-iggiby !
"I threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell."
“Ehud?” Riure turned her head up at him expectantly while her dog leaned into her. This was responsibility he wasn’t prepared for. The two new people had given their names, the guy Ehud hurtled into didn’t seem upset with him. So he in turn looked at them expectantly, not really used to being the person to take charge with other people or be in any position of power. But nobody here knew what they were doing so he grabbed her hand (in case Lord Castle got of a teleporting frenzy again) and tried to weight the risks.
“Well, it looks like a trap, feels like a trap…” But his innate sense of curiosity begged him to figure out if it actually was a trap. Ehud shook the thought off, then remembered Riure couldn’t read it so he tried to fill in for her. “It says it’s a test to hopefully ‘earn’ a way outta here.”
He glanced down at her and decided there was no way he’d willingly let her walk into that deathtrap. But maybe it would be…possibly a way out. It would be worth exploring if he only had to worry about himself, but as it was he didn’t trust anybody here to look after her if he did explore it.
“Maybe we should wait and see what the others do…” Ehud said ‘see’ again, he winced and glanced between the two strangers, one of whom (the girl) was still eyeing them suspiciously although she seemed friendly enough.
“Oh, I gotta introduce you to my friend.” he added to Riure, looking around for Rosario. Instead he found two more people. He stifled a laugh, this was just ridiculous now. “There’s another buncha new guys now. They’re looking as tall as royalty.”
“Hello there!” The seemingly younger one said easily “I wonder, could any of you be of any help to us? I’m looking for a little girl, about twelve years old. She has silver hair, blue eyes, and a light pink blouse on.”
“I don’t think she appeared,” Ehud said, trying to be friendly “I bet you left her in your world.”
After the incident with Kami, Ehud thought better of teasing the fancy rich guy who was too used to getting his way. Even though it was still on the tip of his tongue. He had Riure to think of. After all she had become an unintentional accessory to his provoking in the eyes of Kami last time.
“I’m sorry, sir. We haven’t. In fact, I, along with my friend here just sorta…appeared here. Do you–are you the lord of this castle?” Konyar asked which made Ehud panic, and then nodded sympathetically to the two newcomers as the cave appeared. “Yeah…I have no idea what that-” Whatever else Konyar was saying Ehud couldn’t get cos he was yelling over him.
“Don’t say that! Last time somebody claimed the castle it tried to kill us! The castle is Lord Castle, I named it, that’s it’s name. Nobody can claim the castle, it does not like that!”
Ehud paused to catch his breath. Then he suddenly realized that, as the only remaining member of the original group, he had superior knowledge of the castle. This was an intoxicating degree of power because he was the only one left who still had one of those library books. He might actually be able to bargain with this accumulated information. It only took him a couple seconds to decide he would be an unabashed ham about this.
“I could guide you through the castle if it didn’t constantly change itself.” Ehud said happily, determining not to give anymore explanation until he could get something out of it.
Tagging @wingiby-iggiby @mischievous-thwaplingBtw, this maze idea is awesome, @this-is-not-an-alien !
Thank you but it’s really @mischievous-thwapling’s idea I just executed it 🙂
To be a light to the world you must shine in the darkness.
“Truth be told, I’m as clueless as you.” Kami replied easily.“I feel as if nobody here knows where we are. But let not let such a question plague us. Sometimes we must do and without asking why.”
What?
without moving her bow, Gwedolen glanced around at the wandering crowd. She counted about nine people in the garden and in all I there eyes she could see a kind of confusion. She turned her gaze back to Kami and saw a calm confidence.
He certainly acted like a king but no one seemed to be showing any respect. Gwendolen now recognized his voice as the one who had demanded someone to sit, yet no one was sitting.
So that would mean he was not the king and had lied. But if he lied why would he seem so calm? Unless he was good at deceiving people. If he was, couldn’t he have lied about not knowing there whereabouts? But if he was a trickster couldn’t he be masking his own confusion of where he was?
Gwendolen blinked and tried sort out her questions, answers, suspicions, and confusion that roared around in her head like a storm. She tried to think clear and straight.
No one seems to know where they are except for kami but he doesn’t seem like the trustworthy type.
She lowered her arrow but kept it on the string. She was beginning to doubt the any of these people where working with the advisors.
whatever they wanted to do is done. Just get back and don’t set yourself back by rushing it. Keep your head clear and don’t stop.
Gwendolen took a deep breath and turned around.
<p style=”text-align: left;”>She saw an opening to a cave a few paces away. Inside the cave where mirrors. A Passageway lined with mirrors that split in different directions at the end. Over the top of the entrance was a sentence</p>
“A test to prove your worth to earn your freedom.”What freedom? She was already free! Oh wait. Nope. She was surrounded by strangers in a strange place by a strange cave. Was she traped? Most likely she was in a large confined space. She didn’t see a fence or wall besides the castle wall but it was hard to see much past the trees.
The cave was more like a door. It didn’t go underground which was a huge relief. But it looked like a trap.
Beautiful things don't ask for attention
Lol, thank you!!! And yes, you can say awesome again.
Ok: AWESOME!!!!
And thank you so much!! I’m really glad you liked it/them. 😀
And that Orville Wright thing is the best thing I’ve heard all day…
Lol, thanks! 😛 I love the Wright brother’story.
I totally forgot that Ehud is the only remaining member of the original group! And seeing him having to be responsible for a person is really insightful, btw.
Well, thank you executing the idea and @mischievous-thwapling , thanks for having it, lol 😛
That is a really inspiring quote! And Gwen’s thought process is really clear; she seems like she knows what she’s doing!
Generating responses now….
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“I’m sorry, sir. We haven’t. In fact, I, along with my friend here”–the boy with the different colored eyes gestured to the unsteady looking girl beside him– “just sorta…appeared here. Do you–are you the lord of this castle?” he saw Kiark and Wylo looking past his shoulder at the strange wall and added, “Yeah… I have no idea what that is.. Do you?”
There were two other people with the brilliant eyed ones; a girl clutching the thick fur of a large dog — blind, Kiark and Wylo deducted — and a boy with tousled hair. He was an energetic kid, and immediately blurted out:
“Don’t say that! Last time somebody claimed the castle it tried to kill us! The castle is Lord Castle, I named it, that’s it’s name. Nobody can claim the castle, it does not like that! I could guide you through the castle if it didn’t constantly change itself.”
Kiark narrowed his eyes; Wylo looked as stoic as ever and absentmindedly puffed at his intricately carved pipe. The boy blabbered nonsense (though, as was the case with most fools, it was probably partly true, so it was best to be on his guard), and the High-duke was waiting for his young nephew to answer. He wanted to see how capable Kiark was and if he was as good a man as his father had been, despite the circumstances.
“Thank you,” the prince nodded in the direction of the first fellow. “And no and no.” He adjusted his belt and cleared his throat. “Now, is this your country, or are you just passing through as well?” Kiark was averting his eyes from the wall, but from what he saw he already didn’t like it. A test to prove your worth to earn your freedom. That didn’t seem like a very cordial welcome, and, since he was already free, there was no reason for him to get involved in something that was obviously dangerous — splitting mirrors was certainly unnerving, especially combined with weird glowing letters. Unless, he speculated, this strange castle has something to do with the jungle. Kiark pushed this thought away and waited for a response. He needed to learn more. He also couldn’t help thinking that the people gathered there were an odd group, a little too diverse. It didn’t seem real. And they didn’t seem all too friendly. Besides, I need to get back to camp, and I need. to find. that girl!
Wylo was studying the wall too. And the more he looked at it, the more he didn’t like it. Part of him wanted to examine it, to understand it, but the stronger instinct was to get away from it. He could tell that was what Kiark was thinking by watching his nephew’s body language. Just like Waynot, Wylo thought. The prince’s fingers were hooked over his belt and Wylo could detect the slightest flicker of his eyes. The High-duke was suspicious of the strange characters as well; they didn’t look like the sort of folks to hang out together. Unless they were some traveling circus. But that was highly unlikely.
Wylo knocked out his pipe and put it back in his pocket. He would wait to hear what the people had to say, but it was most likely that he and the prince would leave and continue to search for Yehe, the silver-haired annoyance — though in this case she might be giving them an excuse not to enter the cave. After all, what else did he really have to lose?
Nothing, perhaps. But he didn’t want to prove his worth, because he already knew it: he was worthless.
I light the arrow, pull the bow,
Shoot that fire right through my soul.Thank you but it’s really @mischievous-thwapling’s idea I just executed it
Well, thank you executing the idea and @mischievous-thwapling , thanks for having it, lol
Ah, but Cathy, having the idea is only part of it. It’s much easier to come up with something than to execute it, which you did, so kudos to you. And Wingiby, no problem, lol.
I love the Wright brother’s story, too! Btw, how do you do the block quotes without having the person’s name above it??
Loved your post btw! Poor Wylo.. he feels worthless 🙁
OOOOhh yeah! I also totally forgot the Ehud is the only original one left standing… Hehe, this response it going to be FUN one… (You might just get Ehud’s dragon if all goes as planned)
"I threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell."
Blockquotes: I just copy and paste what the person said, and then press the block quote button in the menu above. I actually don’t know how to do blockquotes to get it to say the person’s name above it anyway, ha ha 😛
Loved your post btw! Poor Wylo.. he feels worthless
Aww, thanks! And I know; he actually is pretty worthless till the end of my book, lol
*Breaking in on other peoples’ conversation*
I hope things go right, bc I’d like to see a dragon really soon!!!!
I light the arrow, pull the bow,
Shoot that fire right through my soul.Lol, we have the opposite problem! 😛
Aw, I feel even worse for him!! XD
Lol, I look into/read other people’s stories and conversations on SE, so don’t worry about it.
Thanks!!! I just hope it won’t throw our little group into even more confusion–wait, actually, I know it will *cackles*
"I threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell."
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