Post by renea on Apr 19, 2009 8:28:42 GMT -5
The morning had started out as normal as usual, the sun rose and people rose with it. Horses began to cry out for food, roasters were calling out to the sun, children were beginning to cry because they did not want to do work or because they had not wanted to get out of bed. Men were starting to help outside, trying to make their wives happy before they went to do there training, for the Varden never quit training during these times. Young men were helping their mommas, but still carried some form of blade on there sides to protect their siblings and their loving mothers. Many young women were also carrying a blade as they ran from house to house doing as the women said and helping out if they can. Babies were inside the house, most of them kept in a small made pen to keep them out of trouble and the mother’s kept a close eye on them.[/color] Of course she had never seen a bed chamber door, she had heard they were normal beautiful, so maybe this was to make others think it was nothing more then a place to hid things such as secret weapons. She looked at the men, whom eyes were on her. She took in a breath and then walked forward again, going to get closer to the men, knowing they would stop her and ask for her reasons. She saw their eyes, the men looked the same, there eyes were black in the dim light, but you could see the white around the iris. Their hair was mostly hidden from view, but some stuck out from under the helm and showed that the left one had blond hair and the right had brown or black hair. She was not sure, but she wanted to find out if she could entered the chamber where inside herself, she knew the treasure was hidden.
As the morning continued the men left their homes to start their normal training or working with the younger soldiers. They instructed theirs sons to look after their mother and siblings and to not allow another man to hurt them. They told them to give respect to anyone and then left them with a blade in hopes that even they would not have to use it. They listened well watching their families like a hawk, keeping the babies out of harm and making sure nothing happened to them. However, even the mothers knew what the father said and kept a close eye on the oldest to make sure they did not start trouble like most boys would do. Even if the young men were still in need of their mothers to come and help them with great needs and also tell them when supper was ready.
As the sun went low, the clouds turned purple and orange, and some of the men came home, but others stayed to continue training with some of the younger soldiers of the Varden, but tonight more then just sleep would be taking place in the hidden location where the mystery of the land was hidden, watched over by an unknown source that seemed to protect them but at the same time, watch over the ever present people that entered the hidden chamber, lit with dim lights on the rock flour that was the only thing in the chamber besides the hidden treasure of the Varden. Many tried to have the hidden treasure come to them, but not all could have it come.
Autumn moved throughout the small home from which she was living in with Elaniver in the city of Aberon. Her blond hair she placed in a braid, for she had taken it out to brush through it. She had bought some new clothing, but it was all skin tight still, and mostly brown and black. She pulled on her black clothing, making sure it looked nice, not wanting it to look bad and not wanting it uncomfortable. She pulled on the black belt which held her sheath for her sword and the two smaller sheaths for her daggers. She tighten it around her waist, making it perfect on her body. She looked around for a moment and then pulled on her black cloak, pulling the hood over her head before she moved outside the home. She hid a smile on her lips as she moved to the back of her little home and there stood her already saddled horse with the boy she had hired to set him up for the night. Her black Frisian stallion had been brushed, his mane braided to perfection, and his saddle had even been tended to. His whole body shown with a shine and he looked beautiful. She gave a smile to him and walked forward, taking the reins gentle from his hand.
“I thank you kind sir, here is the pay I promised,” She handed the young boy his pay and he nodded gave his thanks and left. She smiled, her blue ice eyes following him until he was out of sight. She smiled at her stallion, his large body was taller then her and could easily over power her, but even that did not stop her from keeping complete control over him. She mounted him, her leg swung over with grace as she got onto the horse with ease and with easy hands moved him towards the streets and now towards the center of the city. The loud sounds of her horses hooves could be heard on the road as they moved, her cloak flowed out behind her as the breeze went by, and many people moved from her path. She did not turn her head to look at the people, she had no need, she only had one thing that she needed to do and that was going to the chamber where the Vardens most precious treasured was laying, waiting for the next to receive something so great.
She felt the land under the hooves as she rode, even on the horse, she felt the land under her. It was strange to people who never road a horse to be explained how one could feel the land with each beat of the horse, but for someone who had ridden all her life, it was something that came with ease. The braided mane moved with each step, slapping the horse gentle on the neck before it would come back up again. His tail flowed out behind him and looked like a water fall. Each movement was full of grace that the creature held. His dark eyes moved over the dark land, that was now lit by only the full moon in the sky. The lamps that were in the streets gave some other form of light, but the moon was the true source.
The moon, how nice it was to see tonight. It was funny how on some nights the moon was hidden, but on the days it was shown, it was not always bright, but tonight, it gave the light. The building held a bluish tone to them in the dark, but the cloak that hid her absorbed the light and hid her form from the people who walked by her. She moved with ease deeper into the city, wanting to make it to the chamber of the treasure tonight, in hopes to receive something amazing. She had heard great things about the treasure, but even she did not know what kind of treasure it was.
She finally made it to her destination. The building looked beautiful in the moon light, making it look great and wonderful. She dismounted her stallion and tied him to a post meant for horses to stay at. She stood there, wondering if she should go tonight or some other night. She swallowed hard but even a leader became nervous and she was no leader, she was just someone who wanted to be. He wanted to help people and lead them from the empire, but she only had managed to get here with Elaniver, a great warrior of the Varden. She smiled as she thought of him, taking the nervousness from her before she walked towards the building and disappearing from the moon light and into the building.
Inside was lit by lights that seemed to not have a source. She had heard of these lights from others, hearing that they were made by the dwarfs. She looked at the lamp and then headed on down a long hallway towards the end. She wanted to see the treasure, she had heard so much, and just seeing the great treasure would make her happy. Her eyes still hidden from anyone moved over the room as she made her way down the dark hallway, allowing her eyes to adjust before she came to a guarded door. She looked at the door, stopping before the door as she saw the plainness of it.
Is this just to make people think it is just a bed chamber or something?
“Stop, remove your hood, and state your reason for being her,” His voice held power in it, but she did not let fear touch her face as she removed the hood, her blond braid half hidden, but she pulled it from under the cloak, letting it trail down to the small of her back. Her ice blue eyes could be easily seen even in the dim light. They looked at her, she looked back at them, showing no fear, showing she was not scared of them.
“I am Autumn, and I come in hopes to receive the treasure in which you guard,” They seemed not to protest and nodded to her, as if they knew she would not do anything to what was inside. The guard who had stopped her moved from before her and stood beside the door. She walked forwards and opened the door, but kept a close eye on the two, unsure if this was for real or a trick. They did nothing and soon she was inside the dimly lit room, her back to the room, her face to the door as she shut it behind her. She pulled off her cloak, something was making the room warm and she did not want to burn to death, even though she knew she would not. She bundled her cloak up and then turned to look at the room.
The treasure looked so different then anything she had seen, it was like polish stone, sitting under a glowing light that was up a little higher then the others. Something was causing it to glow and pulse like a heart beat. She moved forward some, the cloak was bundle under her arm as she approached the polished stones. This was the hidden treasure that the people of the Varden had spoken of, it was something she wanted to unravel and maybe one day know the true mystery. She went to the edge of the group of polished stones and knelt down, her cloak; she laid beside her before she reached her hand out to touch it.
The black stone was absolutely beautiful in the dim light, something about this stone made her inch her face closer to it before she lifted it into her hands and gently pulled it to her. The stone was very beautiful but it held a warm feeling to it, as if it was also alive. She looked up at the other light source of the room, the pulsing stone that seemed to be alive. She smiled before she looked back down at the stone, her hand rubbed over the smooth surface as she looked at it. She smiled, her eyes shown with a excitement and showed she wanted this stone, she wanted to know the mystery behind this stone.
Inside the stone he could feel the presents of another, outside his thin shield that protected his little body. He let his body stay still as he let his mind roam the feeling of another, but he could not speak to this creature, he could speak to no creature, he was alone in this shield. He felt the feeling of moving, her felt the present around him, he wanted to see it. He wanted to look into the eyes of this present being and talk to it. He felt a emotion that he had not felt before coming from the being outside the shield, something that made him excited also, what was outside his shield that seemed to interested in him, or did they know he was here at all.
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Word Count::: 2,104
Comments::: My second try. I hope it is better then my first try.
Character in Post::: Autumn[/size][/blockquote]
