Prince of Tallendon
Number of posts : 405
Age : 33
Location : Tallendon
Reputation : 7
Points : 474
Registration date : 2007-05-22
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|Subject: Dramatic changing.. Wed May 30, 2012 8:54 pm|| |
The trip was a long painful trip he finally reached the mountains and as he gazed upon the mountains that rose almost to the sky and within the clouds, Laz sat there deep in thought. The pain of his transformation seem to have halted for now upon his journey to the outskirts of the city he was alone at this moment he left no note or anything to where he was going. He had no need to do such things he needed a quiet place to stay for now to get his bearings straight and to get use to the transformation stages.
There was a log house not to far from here he could rest there perhaps for the night, he wore black suite of armor and strapped upon his right sheath his sword which he named it Naldrindon Flamberge, it rested contently upon his hips a silent murmur could be heard from within the blade. The blade was a magical blade boosting his strength to unnatural proportions and as well as his magical spells. What’s so unique about the sword and significant about it, the mere fact if someone casts a spell upon it’s wielder it will pick it up and absorb it, making it so he can learn the spell as well and use it against them for the time being.
Upon his right hand, which seem to be strapped on at the moment a handheld crossbow tipped with poisonous darts as well as explosive darts as well. He made his way slowly down the path his black elfish cloak wrapped around his body tightly. As he made his way down the path, he walked upon, glancing in all directions as if expecting something to dramatically change or happen. Though it seemed quiet perhaps too quiet the birds chirping as his eyes light up he stared down upon the house and made his way towards it
He moved to the cabin and opened the door, his crossbow out as he walked in. Inside the Cabin was a bit dusty it was not a large Cabin by normal standards, only had fireplace and bed roll nearby an old one that is. He stepped in as his feet kicked up some dirt accidently. Letting out a hacking cough he moves about the place ‘’ Not to shabby ‘’ he mumbles to himself as he moves over brushing aside the dust realizing this place wasn’t used that much. He glanced around a bit make sure he is alone a grimace of pain shown upon his face, he kneels down as he cries out crawling out feeling his skin take shape feeling the agony. As if spikes came through his very skin, the pain was unbearable he let out a growl as he clenched his fist upon the dirt; he scrapped it up with his talons and then slamming his fist down hard, where you could hear a loud thud upon the ground
He looked up his blue eyes staring ahead as he growled the pain away once more; how could this have happened to him? He had wondered to himself silently berating the situation at hand. He had wondered if he had gone mad and insane perhaps that was the case.. His hands turning into Talons as parts of his armor begin to rip apart from spikes and his smell heightened, as he can smell the aroma’s from miles away. Luckily for him he was outside the cabin at this point so if he transformed today then it wouldn’t matter..