Um okay kiddies, this is the story that took over after I got stuck on Griffon's Rising. I hope you enjoy.
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"Everybody run!" a voice fraught with panic startles a woman from her exhausted slumber, "Templars! Templars have found us!"
The apostate blearily glances around the meager encampment for a few seconds before she grabs her pack and her bare feet begin carrying her across the muddy terrain. As she runs, a blocky white head belonging to a canine that is actually too big to be carried, pokes up out from under the ragged canvas flap of the bag and emits a worried whine. The girl, even though she is nearly choking on her own panic, pats the mabari pups nose affectionately. "It's going to be alright pup, I won't ever let them hurt you."
Just then, a shadowy giant clad in metal materializes in her peripheral, but is immediately swarmed with vegetation that dances under her whispered commands. When she is confident of the Templar's containment, she breezes by his inert form and away from the growing blaze that is eating away the camp that had been her home for the last two months.
I'm writing it out and posting it the way it came to me, so the chapters will vary in length. Beam me a review and tell me what you think :-)