The life of Nethemi Ocatu [WIP:P] Options

[Konji]

After a long time away from writing I'm ready to tell of Nethemi's life, starting with his birth, childhood and relative history, all the way to the reason and reasoning behind why he enered the Imperial prison.

Also just done 4 sides of A4 notes on his first few encounters in the ayleid ruins across the from the starting sewers...still haven't found what's at the end.

Watch this space.

This post has been edited by Konradude: Apr 14 2006, 09:56 PM

[Konji]

The next Installment

I crawled up to the lip of the river bank, wrapping my fingers around the cracked edges of an Ayleid stone and hauling myself up to a good vantage point. As I optically scouted the ruins, my shadowed eyes spotted a plume of smoke rising just to the right of the ruin. I pulled back, preparing myself for if I had been spotted.
After an uneventful couple of minutes staring at the night sky and praying to whatever Gods were listening I decided it was safe to have another look. As I lifted my head, slower this time than before, I gazed at the sight in front of me.



Where I had expected a wolf or two and their owner – or maybe one of those Ayleid skeletons I had read about – I found a much more fearful sight. A band of four, maybe five bandits were camped only a few metres away! I stifled a gasp and checked their position more closely. Two of them were standing around the fire cooking something, but I was too far to discern any detail on either the humans or their meal. The others were sitting to the left of the fire, gazing over something in between them.

I shuffled to the left, as to make the stone block the view. I was neither willing nor prepared to harm these people – I knew not what they had done and any attempts at harm would surely cause my death. I had not been free long enough to be foolish…yet.