Sitting on a small hill a man watches a new day break over the city of
Qeynos. He gives an approving nod and rises to his feet. He slowly looks
around, takes a deep breath and releases it in a relieved yet sad sigh.
Setting his bow and quiver down he turns and walks down towards the city,
fading into the quickly disapearing patches of night dancing around the
tree roots, causing the last morning shadow to glow green as the suns
caress claims it.
As the morning claims the ranger, his bow and quiver twitch as if some force is pulling at them. They slowly start to lift, gaining speed slowly as they rise. Suddenly they crackle with a blue white energy and begin to fade. They then fly strait to the tree line. It takes on a sphericle shape where its ranger disappeared, bounces around quickly as if searching for its masters trail. It realises he is gone and with a tinkling sound wanders off randomly across the clearing between the tree line and the first of Qeynos's hills.
A one eyed troll looks up from staring into a pool of water in a shallow marble dish on a pedestal as a ranger with a hint of grey at his temples materialises across the dish from him. The troll grins and looks back into the water. Looking down the ranger sees an image of a wisp wondering thru a field. The troll moves a hand over the water and the image within changed to one of an adventuring party deep in some dungeon. Looking closer the ranger sees its a large group of Marauders, led by Bruin himself.
Hearing the trolls deep chuckle the ranger adjusts his focus and looks at the whole image as the troll reaches in towards a nasty creature creeping along a passage, trying to flank the group. Plucking it up and placing it much deeper in the dungeon. The trolls grin widens as the even nastier creatures there tear the displaced creature apart, then he goes back to watching over his friends.
The ranger settles in around the dish with an equally wide grin on his face.
As the morning claims the ranger, his bow and quiver twitch as if some force is pulling at them. They slowly start to lift, gaining speed slowly as they rise. Suddenly they crackle with a blue white energy and begin to fade. They then fly strait to the tree line. It takes on a sphericle shape where its ranger disappeared, bounces around quickly as if searching for its masters trail. It realises he is gone and with a tinkling sound wanders off randomly across the clearing between the tree line and the first of Qeynos's hills.
A one eyed troll looks up from staring into a pool of water in a shallow marble dish on a pedestal as a ranger with a hint of grey at his temples materialises across the dish from him. The troll grins and looks back into the water. Looking down the ranger sees an image of a wisp wondering thru a field. The troll moves a hand over the water and the image within changed to one of an adventuring party deep in some dungeon. Looking closer the ranger sees its a large group of Marauders, led by Bruin himself.
Hearing the trolls deep chuckle the ranger adjusts his focus and looks at the whole image as the troll reaches in towards a nasty creature creeping along a passage, trying to flank the group. Plucking it up and placing it much deeper in the dungeon. The trolls grin widens as the even nastier creatures there tear the displaced creature apart, then he goes back to watching over his friends.
The ranger settles in around the dish with an equally wide grin on his face.