Tranquil Corruption

[Anonymous]

A being all on his own treaded step by step by one of the great rivers that flow in the valley. It was so full of life, so full of the call to live and the like. A man like him, in the full armor and all seemed out of place. Many people visited this area daily, seeking an escape from the city though guards were forever present here and always lurking around the corner on the lookout for mages. It was in this place that there was to be found a small area where many people gathered. In order not to stand out, Drakimesh did enter this area in order to blend in with the crowds and not gain any suspition to himself.

The amount of filth here was intoxicating. So many racist, putrid souls that were just lingering. They happened to be by a grand waterfall where a small water like park was. Kids swam in the river under heavy supervision of the guards and their parents alike. Every once in a while there was a scare when a child disappeared but usually he was found without delay. Even the children, those poor souls...Drakimesh could sense the corruption beginning to grow in them by the teaching's of those superior to them. They were being taught that magic being's were evil and should be destroyed, it made the demon sick. The lack of pure people annoyed him to a point where he went to the riverside, sitting on a rock beside it and looking towards the mountains in the distance.

[Anonymous]

Sybil was sitting on a large stone by the river, watching as the liquid ran frothy over bumps and stones on the riverbed. She didn't mind sitting away from the crowd only a few yards away, as she had nothing to fear from the Mordecai.

She pulled the hood of the sea-green cloak further over her hair to hide her orange color. Her Horse waded through the calm edges of the river, taking long slurps of it. It was a cold day, and the wind blew right through her, or so it felt.

She thought of her friend, now only a little bit away, in fact, she could nearly see her ranch at the top of the hill if she squinted. In her mind, Sybil estimated it would be about another half hour journey... Feeling into her pocket, she checked to see if her specially cooked chocolate and caramel sweets had survived the journey so far.

She took no notice of the broody looking man until he went to sit on a rock near her. She turned her head, "Hi." She said, raising one hand politely in greeting. Her voice was meek as he seemed slightly intimidating in his general appearance. After all, he was wearing armour, and she was wearing wool. But it wasn't only that, something on his face showed a fierceness... It was a bit frightening to be honest.