It was a usual rainy day afternoon in Oregon. Misty stared at the
rain from her apartment window. How she wished that Sandry would come home.
It was always better when Sandry was home.
Misty was a Herald in out world. Sandry was her Companion and visiting Haven. Misty wasn't comfortable without her Companion. She had a powerful Mindspeech Gift and a weaker Firestarting Gift. Her Firestarting Gift was only enough to light candles but when she was angry, steam rose from her hair. Someone had once described her as a fire-haired, fire tempered girl. She had sent that someone to the hospital with a concussion.
Misty turned around and went to the kitchen, her long fire-red hair flowing behind her. The kitchen was her domain and sparkling clean. Her blue-green eyes saw not even a speck of dust. For someone that had been raised as a rich girl, she took pleasure in cooking and cleaning her kitchen.
Seeing that the kitchen was clean, she returned to the living room. She sat in her beanbag chair (a gift from her aunt) turned on her laptop and started her story-she was taking journalism in college.
The other person living here was sitting on the couch, reading a book. Larria had gray-green eyes that sparkled when she was happy. Her golden hair was cut short. She was big muscled and loved to read. Like Misty, she was a Herald and her only Gift was the Mage Gift that enabled her to be a Herald Mage.
All in all, nobody would expect them to be friends. But with Misty cooking and Larria cleaning, the apartment they'd rented for their college years together stayed as clean as it could with two Companions and two cats. The cats were ordinary, but very big compared to others and very loyal. Misty's was called Arron and Larria's cat was named Hetra. Both of their parents had bought them a car for company when they went off to college together.
Both of them had some adventures. It was inevitable because they were both Heralds. They had unusual Companions. Their Companions had the ability to go through dimensions. Larria loved adventured and Misty would usually grumble that they interrupted her writing time. Since they had been taught at the Collegium in Haven, both knew how to use the sword and other weapons equally well and practiced whenever they could.
Their apartment was on the third story of an apartment complex overlooking a huge park where Sandry and Darien (Larria's Companion) usually exercised. They had only a few neighbors and these were not aware of the Companions. It seemed that Darien and Sandry could become invisible sometimes. The girls had separate and very small bedrooms, a living room with a small balcony, a kitchen, a bathroom, and a small storage closet. Quite a small apartment for two people, two horse-shaped beings, and two cats.
The living room had Misty's beanbag chair, many books, a table, various chairs, and Larria's couch in it. Just a typical apartment and two Heralds who wanted nothing more than a quiet Friday afternoon, followed by a relaxing weekend.
That is to say, one Herald wanted this. Larria was adventurous. Like the Shin'a'in say 'Be careful what you wish for, it just might happen. It seemed that deep down, Larria yearned for a small adventure. Her wish came true. And this is were our story begins.
Herald Mistylenna: *cringes * Sorry the description was absolutely necessary. Otherwise, nothing will make sense.
Herald Larria: So, since there are two of us, how about two reviews before we put up the next chapter. Tell us if you're interested, makes sense, you're totally confused, or other such comments. Next chapter has more dialogue. This chapter is just a prologue.
Herald Mistylenna: So please review. n_n
Misty was a Herald in out world. Sandry was her Companion and visiting Haven. Misty wasn't comfortable without her Companion. She had a powerful Mindspeech Gift and a weaker Firestarting Gift. Her Firestarting Gift was only enough to light candles but when she was angry, steam rose from her hair. Someone had once described her as a fire-haired, fire tempered girl. She had sent that someone to the hospital with a concussion.
Misty turned around and went to the kitchen, her long fire-red hair flowing behind her. The kitchen was her domain and sparkling clean. Her blue-green eyes saw not even a speck of dust. For someone that had been raised as a rich girl, she took pleasure in cooking and cleaning her kitchen.
Seeing that the kitchen was clean, she returned to the living room. She sat in her beanbag chair (a gift from her aunt) turned on her laptop and started her story-she was taking journalism in college.
The other person living here was sitting on the couch, reading a book. Larria had gray-green eyes that sparkled when she was happy. Her golden hair was cut short. She was big muscled and loved to read. Like Misty, she was a Herald and her only Gift was the Mage Gift that enabled her to be a Herald Mage.
All in all, nobody would expect them to be friends. But with Misty cooking and Larria cleaning, the apartment they'd rented for their college years together stayed as clean as it could with two Companions and two cats. The cats were ordinary, but very big compared to others and very loyal. Misty's was called Arron and Larria's cat was named Hetra. Both of their parents had bought them a car for company when they went off to college together.
Both of them had some adventures. It was inevitable because they were both Heralds. They had unusual Companions. Their Companions had the ability to go through dimensions. Larria loved adventured and Misty would usually grumble that they interrupted her writing time. Since they had been taught at the Collegium in Haven, both knew how to use the sword and other weapons equally well and practiced whenever they could.
Their apartment was on the third story of an apartment complex overlooking a huge park where Sandry and Darien (Larria's Companion) usually exercised. They had only a few neighbors and these were not aware of the Companions. It seemed that Darien and Sandry could become invisible sometimes. The girls had separate and very small bedrooms, a living room with a small balcony, a kitchen, a bathroom, and a small storage closet. Quite a small apartment for two people, two horse-shaped beings, and two cats.
The living room had Misty's beanbag chair, many books, a table, various chairs, and Larria's couch in it. Just a typical apartment and two Heralds who wanted nothing more than a quiet Friday afternoon, followed by a relaxing weekend.
That is to say, one Herald wanted this. Larria was adventurous. Like the Shin'a'in say 'Be careful what you wish for, it just might happen. It seemed that deep down, Larria yearned for a small adventure. Her wish came true. And this is were our story begins.
Herald Mistylenna: *cringes * Sorry the description was absolutely necessary. Otherwise, nothing will make sense.
Herald Larria: So, since there are two of us, how about two reviews before we put up the next chapter. Tell us if you're interested, makes sense, you're totally confused, or other such comments. Next chapter has more dialogue. This chapter is just a prologue.
Herald Mistylenna: So please review. n_n