WARNING: Feel free to just begin at the story. My bold comments usually don't have any significance and are just me rambling about my life. The story starts at the not-bold letters. Sorry :(
OK! Awesome! First one is up! This is my second fanfiction. My last one will probably be discontinued until further notice; it will probably be continued around July 15th, when Harry Potter "8" comes out and I get motivated to write some more. I'm very seasonal ;D ANYWAYS! This is from the point of view from my OC Azaleanne Menelavan. She has two companions, Phaynus Dag (Male) and Joelle Sephir (Female). The story is currently taking place in the middle of the forest after Azaleanne was practicing her spells. Sorry if that was confusing, but I wanted to start out in the middle of her backstory. My english teaher says it's a cool element in a book, so, hey. Also, great thanks to my awesome english teacher who supported our DND group! You're awesome! Thanks so much for helping me out with writing stories and such, even if I haven't shown this one to you yet. Actually, this hasn't been checked over at all, much unlike my last one which had be checked over about a hundred times before I allowed myself to put it up. ANYWAYS (again!)
Disclaimer: All the characters are mine, except some future ones that are my friends and DND itself which was created by the best, most dorkish person in the world. They rock! Enjoy!
The tips of her charcoal colored fingers burned as she dipped them gently in a nearby pond. She was panting from exhaustion while her companions stared at her admiringly with glossed over eyes. Taking in a sigh of relief, she silently counted from one to ten, and released the charm on her the two friends. They both fell to the ground, gasping for a split second before standing up indignantly and glaring at the original cause.
"Don't suppose you could have warned us you were going to charm us, now could you?" Joelle huffed. She rolled her eyes and took a swig from the flask she kept tied over her shoulder. She yawned and shot one last glare over her shoulder before saying "I am going to rest for the night. Meditate for a bit, then put out the fire. I already took care of all the food supplies, so there isn't really any cleaning up to do. Good night."
"She really meant it when she said she cleaned up all of the food supplies." Phaynus said, looking at the pack of half-eaten lotus bread. Joelle's flask came flying out of the cow-hide tent. "I have yet to fall asleep, Phaynus. Watch that you don't say anything improper while I can still hear you." came Joelle's voice. Phaynus rubbed the back of his head and proceeded to scoop a bucket of water from the pond. Too preoccupied with her scorched finger tips, Azaleanne hadn't noticed he was staring at her the whole time. Phaynus got up from the wet soil and slowly put out the fire, leaving a long trail of steam in its place. He kicked over some sand into the fire pit with his boot and took a seat on the old log next to Azaleanne. He rested his arms against his knees and looked up at her, laughing slightly at the look at her disgruntled expression. She shot a glare in his direction and continued washing her hands.
"You know, you have no limit of time here. I understand that you want to get stronger, but if you keep pushing yourself this hard, you'll stop the journey before it even starts. I don't think such delicate fingers can take much more of this." Phaynus gently slid Azaleanne's hands out of the water and held them in his own. Azaleanne snatched her hands back and dried them off. She walked over to her travelers pack resting by her tent. She took out a roll of bandages and attempted to cover her fingers in them to no prevail. With a sigh, Phaynus came to her side and started to wrap her finger tips in the bandage. At this, Azaleanne flinched, but let him continue.
"I have to practice. In order to be able to protect myself, I need more than three useless spells." Azaleanne said quietly. Her voice was soft and dark, but it had a cold harshness hidden deep within her emotions. Phaynus could barely see her face under the cover of her hood. It covered the top half of her face, as well as her entire body with exception to her hands, now resting on his lap. Small black curls could be seen resting on her shoulders. Phaynus took a moment to hold her hand in his lap before lifting his hands to her cloak and removing the hood. Azaleanne looked up at him innocently, bright lavender eyes shining up at his emerald ones. She waited for a minute to take in his features before turning away and retracting her hands. "I can detect doors and charm our enemies. I would make a better rogue, or perhaps a bard, than a sorceress."
"Your spells aren't useless! Remember the time we were trapped in a room with about fifty decaying bats? We would have died if you hadn't found that secret passage on the left corridor. Or when we went though the passage way it lead down and faced three barbarians? If you hadn't charmed them, they would have finished us off. Or when we got all bloodied up, if you hadn't healed us-"
"I can't live on three spells forever, Phaynus!" She yelled, standing up. An eerie silence that filled the forest. "I'm going to go meditate. I'll see you in the morning." Azaleanne strode over to her God's shrine and sat down in front. She sat on her calves and bowed her head. Her left hand was in the shape of a cresent moon, and her right in a fist. Phaynus studied her figure before turning away, defeated.
Short and sweet, just the way I like it! Actually no. I would much prefer to have it be longer, which you can tell from my first story. Hahaha, anyways, hope you liked it! This was the millionth time I had to edit this document. I spelled "bloodied" "bloddied" and stupid things like that. I hate spelling errors that distract you from the story! Gr! Though I shouldn't be one to talk about distractions, with me and my constant 'rambling-in-bold" But. Hey. It's my fanfic. I do what I want ;D Although you still have the right to get mad at me if it sucks. I don't like trollers, but if I'm as bad as that fanfic "My Immortal", which was taken off of because of all of it's flamers, then hey, that's my fault. Hope you like it! I already have my second chapter, so you don't have to review for this one, but I appreciate it either way. I've only ever gotten one review from anyone, so if you review my story I will, like, love you forever. And ever. And you'll get a recognition on my next chapter. Unless you don't want to. But hey. Free advertising! Hahaha :3
[enter giant paragraph of ranting here] alright, I promise my chapter will get longer! Thanks guys for the reviews. I honestly didn't expect anyone to read it, but now that I know I have people reading this, I guess I ought to stop talking so much. And sorry about the spelling errors- this was done on my iPhone which has auto correct on :/ last but not least, I would like more suggestions on my writing. Flamers and trollers welcome; don't be too harsh, but I accept critique with open arms. Ok. I'm done. Sorry. See you next time! Feel free to send in suggestions! -TheDungeonMastersBlueJay