Lord Velis a'Bekkar
Posted: Sat Aug 15, 2009 2:51 pm
The smell of smoke enters his nose as he awakens to his mothers screams.
*Flash*
Fire.....
Harsh wailing is followed quickly by jeers from the onlookers outside the small ramshackle house. They taunt those inside with crazed evil looks and chants.
*Flash*
The cooling, soothing touch of his aunt erased all sign of distress from his face as he drifted of to sleep.
*Flash*
With as much stealth as a boy of thirteen could muster Velis stalked the forest, head twisting toward any sign of movement. Slowly he moved through the shadows, carefully placing his feet to reduce noise.
*Flash*
A large shape dives from above landing directly on top of Velis, he struggles for freedom to no avail.
The man gets off, dusting his cloak and breeches.
"Never forget for a moment that there is always someone faster, someone smarter and someone willing to do that which you would not."
*Flash*
Dripping wet a boy kneels in a pool of mud, head bowed, his tears run lines down a dirt covered face. His sword, still flexing side to side, protrudes from a nearby tree, humming quietly, waiting.
*Flash*
The road stretched out before Velis, he had been walking many miles, the strain of many days travel etched on his face. He looked up and for the first time saw the white spires of Tar Valon glinting in the sunlight.
*Flash*
A savage boot to the head causes Velis to spit blood in an arch across the pristine white floor. Smug men look down on him and fain kicking him again, twitching Velis watches as they walk off.... laughing.
*Flash*
Darkness surrounds both men as they walk through a catacomb of tunnels, Trollocs and Fades around every corner they fight their way down. The man gives Velis a grim look as they enter a blackened door.
*Flash*
Jardae and Vierna shake Velis' hand as he attains Adept rank, he smiles politely and motions for them to lead him inside the mess hall, nodding slowly he follows them.
*Flash*
Sitting behind a desk, Velis finalizes his paperwork, shuffling the notes together he places them in a draw and locks it will a small key. Glancing toward the door a saddened look crosses his face for the briefest of moments.
*Flash*
Pulling on the cloak of Weaponmaster for the first time, Velis looks down at his hands and shakes his head. Mirrored glass throws back his reflection as he turns and walks down the hall of the Students barracks.
*Flash*
Fire.....
Harsh wailing is followed quickly by jeers from the onlookers outside the small ramshackle house. They taunt those inside with crazed evil looks and chants.
*Flash*
The cooling, soothing touch of his aunt erased all sign of distress from his face as he drifted of to sleep.
*Flash*
With as much stealth as a boy of thirteen could muster Velis stalked the forest, head twisting toward any sign of movement. Slowly he moved through the shadows, carefully placing his feet to reduce noise.
*Flash*
A large shape dives from above landing directly on top of Velis, he struggles for freedom to no avail.
The man gets off, dusting his cloak and breeches.
"Never forget for a moment that there is always someone faster, someone smarter and someone willing to do that which you would not."
*Flash*
Dripping wet a boy kneels in a pool of mud, head bowed, his tears run lines down a dirt covered face. His sword, still flexing side to side, protrudes from a nearby tree, humming quietly, waiting.
*Flash*
The road stretched out before Velis, he had been walking many miles, the strain of many days travel etched on his face. He looked up and for the first time saw the white spires of Tar Valon glinting in the sunlight.
*Flash*
A savage boot to the head causes Velis to spit blood in an arch across the pristine white floor. Smug men look down on him and fain kicking him again, twitching Velis watches as they walk off.... laughing.
*Flash*
Darkness surrounds both men as they walk through a catacomb of tunnels, Trollocs and Fades around every corner they fight their way down. The man gives Velis a grim look as they enter a blackened door.
*Flash*
Jardae and Vierna shake Velis' hand as he attains Adept rank, he smiles politely and motions for them to lead him inside the mess hall, nodding slowly he follows them.
*Flash*
Sitting behind a desk, Velis finalizes his paperwork, shuffling the notes together he places them in a draw and locks it will a small key. Glancing toward the door a saddened look crosses his face for the briefest of moments.
*Flash*
Pulling on the cloak of Weaponmaster for the first time, Velis looks down at his hands and shakes his head. Mirrored glass throws back his reflection as he turns and walks down the hall of the Students barracks.