wolven [Profile] 2013/1/12 - 10:33:35
Woah... my hannnnd!!!
I guess i'm quite pleased with this, I'm still experimenting with that last effect i used, and it works, but i'm gonna have to invert it, cuz next picture takes place in a blizzard. eek!
I'll post the chapter as soon as I find my Ipod.
in the meantime, C&C would be appreciated, people.
wolven [Profile] 2013/1/12 - 10:48:39
“I would be wary if I were you Cane. That is… If you are doing what I think you will.” Oriel said, and Cane turned to him with a confused expression.
“What do you mean?” Cane asked, eager for an explanation. Then with a glance from Glaedr, realisation struck him square in the face. “The Hooded ones!”
“They were in ‘the drunken hunter’ last night! We saw them, you and I!” Cane remembered at last. “They said nothing, but I remember odd clicks coming from them.”
“Indeed. A most odd duet, but they were not here by accident. Glaedr and I were incapacitated when they left.”
Glaedr turned towards them and spoke to Cane.
“We followed their scent to the foot of the black mountain. There, they were veiled to us and we could proceed no further so we turned back, hoping to retrace ourselves.”
“We failed in that,” Oriel said, with a tone to his voice that indicated shame, or remorse. “Their trail stopped at a black wall, with no nooks or crannies, no cracks or even the slightest hint of their whereabouts. It was a perfect slab of black rock, with a sheen like marble.”
“The Black door. You can only get into the ruins at dusk.” Cane reminded him.
“Our attempt left us bewildered, but I knew deep down that I… that we… were not worthy to enter such a hallowed place.” Oriel stated.
Cane looked once more at the mountain behind it’s wall.
“So the Wild men, Yeersha and the strangers are all up there…” Cane concluded.
“Yes. But I fear something terrible is amiss. I feel it in my bones, and it itches my scales horribly.” Glaedr said with a tone of finality and foreboding intent.
“Well, then I’m out of here.” Cane stated and began to walk towards the blacksmiths where he had been informed his armour was. Oriel accompanied him, after Glaedr and he, shared a quick glance.
“Cane,” Oriel said as he began to don his armour. Cane turned, as he put on the chest piece. “There is something that Glaedr and I, think you should know before you set out on this.”
Cane busied himself, putting on the armour whilst listening to Oriel who informed him of the nature of the two strangers. When Oriel had finished, Cane was shaking with nerves.
“I’m unsure about this now.” He said flatly, looking at his dagger as he sheathed it. “Do you really think she’s still alive?”
“It is not my place to answer that Cane. I’m sorry, but I can do no more for you in this part.”
“I stand with Oriel. But I should ask you in his stead; do you believe she is alive?”
Cane was silent, knowing the answer deep within him.
“I know what must be done.” He said finally, and exited the Blacksmith’s forge. Of a sudden he felt isolated, standing in the middle of the street. Oriel stood by the door of the blacksmith’s, and a moment of confusion crossed Cane’s mind.
“Will you not come with me, both of you?” He asked, turning to them feeling for the first time in his life, the need for companionship. Oriel looked at Glaedr, who Cane now noticed looked thoroughly unwell and heavily beaten.
“Our hearts should very much like to join you in this Cane, but we would be of a hindrance to you. My nerves are not what they used to be, and I am old now Cane.”
“And I am weary of what lies ahead, and I lie here, beaten by the elements. No. We cannot go with you, nor would it be our place to do so.”
“What about your mission?” Cane asked.
“I trust you Cane…” Oriel began.
“…That you should see it through.” Glaedr finished. Cane knew that he had gained Glaedr’s confidence as well.
With a brief embrace, Cane bade farewell and took his spade and dagger, and bounded into the night with the ferocity and pride of a lone wolf, His eyes focused and his mind bent on finding the young girl, even if he had to battle the largest dragon to do so.
Oriel and Glaedr walked back to the tavern, where they rested by each other, as Oriel positioned himself underneath Glaedr’s right wing.
“I think we are having a bad influence on the boy.” Glaedr said, opening his maw slightly to show his teeth in a kind of grin. “But I wonder what he is doing right now.”
“Isn’t it obvious?” Oriel said to his dragon, “He’s delving into the unknown as we once did.”
Glaedr looked to the stars, as they burned and sparkled with their otherworldly light, sending a moment of clarity to them both.
“Then may the stars shine on him all the brighter.”
[anon]miles 2013/1/12 - 20:22:24
i love this effect of yours.. it is so awesome and fantastic.