Hey Peeps This is the Hulls PoV of In The riddle.


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Careful!! I scolded my self as I was hiding behind some bushes; even the quietest of sounds seemed to echo in these vast green spears. I had seen nothing but the winding of a brown snake in between the tall grasses an either side and the occasional red herring fly past. The sun was beating down upon me as I sat here, behind the bush, fulfilling my duties. I can't complain, I suppose, I've always wanted a tan.

A couple of stones and a very palpable sense of contained and unschooled magery suddenly filled the air. I could hear somebody talking, a girl, but they were too far away for me to hear the precise words. I could however here the reply,
"No there on no bandits in Thorold my friends"
I stifled my laughter, First friends hurt you, I know that from experience, and secondly, they were right there are no bandits in Thorold, just Hulls!

Well I don't wish to go unnoticed I sent the force of my will against their minds and waited for the response. I swore as I looked at the ferns that I was hiding behind as they were covered in black throngs. Dead! No response? I shot them a mind strike again, this time I got their attention. Two men and women stood in front of me, one had dark blue eyes and glowed as energy from the girl with long dark hair joined his. The other one was not needed. I threw another bolt of energy towards them, the connected magaries lifted their swords, and put up a strong field, the other one fell to ground. Bruised and cracked. Time itself seemed to slow as the three of us left standing began to bubble in adrenaline.

Rather rudely I was hit but it didn't matter, my hand went to my pocket not my sword. Sending back a blast of power after I recognised the pattern. After sharing insults I decided to add "Oh I have heard of your prowess. A promising beginner, but no more than a beginner. You do not think Cadvan will help you do you. Not with his useless magery."

I moved before any more words could be brandished. As fast as a bolt of lightening. I shot a bolt of terribly majestic darkness at Maerad of Pellinor, and I drew my sword and attacked Cadvan with it. The girl doubled in agony, but I did not care, Cadvan was a keen fighter, I was still better but his skills almost matched mine! Parrying and brandishing I managed to slice his arm, it was bleeding. A lot. I very nearly caught Cadvan and made him topple but he just flipped upside-down and landed back on his feet (Like a gymnast!) I was almost dies-armed but I too sprang back up.

Suddenly a bright powers neither dark nor light, almost...fey, that seemed to influence my actions. Sudden warmth, as though burning form the inside of myself, chilled me and then, all of a sudden, I got a close up of a very large boot! Now then this boot seemed to have much power, so I started attacking it! It stumbled, and then righted, I bit down hard on the bone of this boot and held firm!

A sudden forced grabbed my ears, and two large round eyes filled with amusement, laughter, relief, secrets and light looked into my own. Words that I could not comprehend were spoken and I felt a hand release me. A gust of air made me tremble and a sharp thwack! To my neck clouded my senses. Immense pain was the last I felt before I drifted to the shadows. The pain I thought would leave stayed with me, why did it stay? Was a question that will take me an eternity to find the answer to ran through my head!

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