The return...
Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 8:46 am
The sun lazily sets upon the western horizon and it stings his eyes ever so slightly as he watches the last moments of light fade away with the day. He takes a deep breathe and exhales to the last at the same moment the sun dissapears behind the mountain tops. "It is good to return..." he whispers to himself as a crooked smirk creeps across his face. The winds beat upon him and the snow irritates his skin as the cold seemed to chill the bones, but, he could barely notice the bitterness of such as he made his way down the mountain pass towards Nashkel. He had returned. His journey over and rumor had it, much had changed. He knew that now was the time. In the distance, the familiar rumble of the clan of ignorant giants that inhabited the region could be heard and the sounds of battle erupted into the night air. Having no desire to even be noticed, he slips around the outskirts where the battle was taking place and came to an unfamiliar gate. Looking up to the seemingly new construction, he chuckled softly and just shook his head, for, he knew this would not last long. None the less, he enetered into the newly rebuilt town of Nashkel and made his way north to make contacts once again and return to his work. Perhaps to even tie up some loose ends.......