Post by Monsoon on Dec 4, 2021 21:12:51 GMT -5
The sun hangs high in a cloudless sky, it shines over a quaint spot in the common region. Its light washes over a lush forest and peeks through the tree canopy, pleasant shadows on a foot-worn trail that winds through the trunks, roots and plants. Walking down this trail can relax a body and the soft breezes that rustles the forest's leaves can give peace to one's mind. The breeze brings with it scents and aromas, that conjure images of smoked food and fresh water. If one were to concentrate, one can almost hear the sounds of laughter and play.
As the winding trail ends, it leads one to a gently sloping, flower-dotted hillside, with a foot-tamped shore that neighbors a clear lake, whose surface glitters from the sun's temperate rays. Groups of people are scattered around, each with their own reason for choosing this spot to spend their day. Some open their grimoirs, conjuring benches, food, and fire. Others skate on the lake, using their magic to make themselves feel free on and in the lake. Others, more savy goers, hang near the pier that extends from the shore, offering magical construct rides for a moderate price. On the sloping hill, a few lake goers have set up various nets and goals, playing magical or non-magical sports. In every direction one could look, one would see someone enjoying the temperate afternoon near the lake.
One goer, a tall and lean individual wearing simple blacks with bright-white hair walks up to the lake to check his reflection. The blazing-red cloak resting on his shoulders and the crimson lion sewn into the fabric signifies him as a magic knight, one whose heart is filled with a ferocious passion. But this man's kind, sea-green eyes and pleasant demeanor suggests that he is a gentle soul. From his fair features, one could gauge that he is of noble blood, as well as from the many pieces of sparkling jewelry he wears; from an intricate, red-stoned engraved necklace, a smattering of red stone bands and gold bracelet to, various, gold and ruby rings.
The man's eyes drift over his reflection and rests on his right wrist. The gold bangle, a piece he's had since child, glimmers and almost glows, the Ravencrest insignia carved into the precious metal comforts his heart.
The noble closes his eyes, taking in the sounds, smells, and sensations of the environment around him. A playful breeze rushes over the surface of the lake, rippling the clear water. It rushes past him, picking up red, yellow, and pink flower petals. The feeling quickens his heart, a smile he's unable to hide spreads over his face, he opens his eyes as sparkling droplets and colorful petals swirl around him. They dance with the movements of the wind and to the tenor timbre of Monsoon Ravencrest's voice.
"Oh, today is going to be a WONDERFUL day!!"
His sudden exclamation, much louder than he intended, draws questionable stares. Upon seeing them, Monsoon laughs and apologizes for his outburst, hoping that he didn't intrude on their day. This apology brings stranger looks, but the eccentric, bedazzled noble's demeanor conveys his genuine intention, that he hopes everyone has wonderful time.
The green-eyed Ravencrest scans the area, looking to see where he'll spend his day.
[WC: 550]
As the winding trail ends, it leads one to a gently sloping, flower-dotted hillside, with a foot-tamped shore that neighbors a clear lake, whose surface glitters from the sun's temperate rays. Groups of people are scattered around, each with their own reason for choosing this spot to spend their day. Some open their grimoirs, conjuring benches, food, and fire. Others skate on the lake, using their magic to make themselves feel free on and in the lake. Others, more savy goers, hang near the pier that extends from the shore, offering magical construct rides for a moderate price. On the sloping hill, a few lake goers have set up various nets and goals, playing magical or non-magical sports. In every direction one could look, one would see someone enjoying the temperate afternoon near the lake.
One goer, a tall and lean individual wearing simple blacks with bright-white hair walks up to the lake to check his reflection. The blazing-red cloak resting on his shoulders and the crimson lion sewn into the fabric signifies him as a magic knight, one whose heart is filled with a ferocious passion. But this man's kind, sea-green eyes and pleasant demeanor suggests that he is a gentle soul. From his fair features, one could gauge that he is of noble blood, as well as from the many pieces of sparkling jewelry he wears; from an intricate, red-stoned engraved necklace, a smattering of red stone bands and gold bracelet to, various, gold and ruby rings.
The man's eyes drift over his reflection and rests on his right wrist. The gold bangle, a piece he's had since child, glimmers and almost glows, the Ravencrest insignia carved into the precious metal comforts his heart.
The noble closes his eyes, taking in the sounds, smells, and sensations of the environment around him. A playful breeze rushes over the surface of the lake, rippling the clear water. It rushes past him, picking up red, yellow, and pink flower petals. The feeling quickens his heart, a smile he's unable to hide spreads over his face, he opens his eyes as sparkling droplets and colorful petals swirl around him. They dance with the movements of the wind and to the tenor timbre of Monsoon Ravencrest's voice.
"Oh, today is going to be a WONDERFUL day!!"
His sudden exclamation, much louder than he intended, draws questionable stares. Upon seeing them, Monsoon laughs and apologizes for his outburst, hoping that he didn't intrude on their day. This apology brings stranger looks, but the eccentric, bedazzled noble's demeanor conveys his genuine intention, that he hopes everyone has wonderful time.
The green-eyed Ravencrest scans the area, looking to see where he'll spend his day.
[WC: 550]
