Finally, after a year or two (I think it's two) of not being able to get the update in, I finally got it in! I know it's been a looooooong while but, I haven't forgotten about this story, yet. I own neither games though if I had, it would be beautiful.
Proudly presenting the 3rd chapter of the Shadow of the Dragons!
A cool mountainous breeze blew through the snow encrusted forest as the first light of dawn began to play its way over the high peaks of the Jellal Moutains, giving warmth to what little life was awake during the wintery season of Frostfall. Smoke lazily drifted from the chimney of a small cottage that was nestled within the woods, the baa- ing of sheep, faint and welcomed to the silent landscape of white. A bird was perched on the open window sill as a boy laid still upon a bed of straw, furs stacked high on top of him. His autumn colored hair, disheveled and spayed across the pillow his head rested upon and pale skin shivered at the gentle warmth of the sun. The auburnette groaned, his icy blue eyes fluttering open before screwing themselves shut once more.
It wasn't long before he sat up, and started rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
"I see that you're awake, young man." A voice stated.
The teen looked over, spotting an old man sitting near a hearth with a pot held over it. Silently, he nodded, curious as to what the man was cooking.
His question was soon answered, as he watch the man rise from his seat and grab a bowl, pouring some of the pot's contents into it and holding it out for the teen to take.
Gratefully, he accepted the food, and quietly thanked the man. He observed said food, and found that it was a kind of stew with meat in it. Cautiously, he took the spoon that sat in the bowl and took a bite of the meat that sat within it. Deciding that it had not been poisoned, he continued to eat his meal.
"It's good that you enjoy that, lad. Though do you mind telling me, what are you doing this far up the Jellal Mountains?" the man questioned
The teen looked at the man stupidly, pale blue eyes meeting sterling grey ones, they silently stared at each other before the boy shrugged, and went back to eating the food he was given.
He felt the man eye him suspiciously as he ate, patiently waiting for him to be done.
When the boy finished his stew, he gazed back at the man who had been watching him, "I don't know" was his answer.
One of the man's eye brows rose at this, but proceeded to ask another question, "What's your name then?"
"Wander" the teen replied.
The man hummed, then held his hand out for Wander's bowl, who handed the man the object, asking a question of his own, "And yours, sir?"
"I'm Tiberius Silvus, Former General of the Imperial Legion as well as a Scholar." The old man stated, giving Wander a kind smile.
"I'm sorry if I came across as unfriendly to you, tensions have been high ever since the Civil War started over a year ago. I thought that by chance that you were one of the rebels, and I could get information from you." Tiberius apologized.
The teen nodded in understanding, "It's fine, sir."
A strange silence descended on the pair as neither spoke, both in deep thought about whom the other person may be and what their affiliations are. The sound of a door slamming open brought them back to the present, and they both turned their attention to the source.
A girl around the age of Wander with short black hair and piercing emerald colored eyes stepped through the threshold, the blazing light of the fire painted her pale skin crimson as she strode forward with a deer slung over her shoulder. Enthusiastically, she waved to the two men, "I'm back, grandfather!" she called.
The old man stood and spread his arms out, a large smile dancing his way onto his face, "Vetta, my girl! How was the hunt?"
"T'was well, grandfather, caught two deer and an elk just yesterday evening. Even had time to go and grab some fish as well" the girl answered, receiving a hug from Tiberius.
"That's good, lass! We can dry the meat and store it for the time being then, we can also use the hide to make some new garments for our young friend over here as well" he said, glancing back towards the auburnette who was just starting to get up.
Vetta beamed, and quickly made her way over to him, "Hello there stranger!" she greeted.
"What's your name?"
Wander stared at her, curious as to why she was seemingly happy, "Wander."
"Wander, that's a new name. Anyways, I'm just happy to see someone who's around the same age as I am" She took his hand and shook it firmly, earning a look of surprise from him.
Sheepishly, he scratched the back of his head.
The girl looked at him strangely, "What's the matter?" She questioned, pieces of her bangs falling into her eyes.
Wander shook his head, "It's nothing."
Vetta pouted, "You're going to tell me one day, Wander"
Tiberius roared in laughter as the boy began to fidget under her stare, "She looks and acts a lot like Mono" Wander thought frightfully suppressing a shiver from traveling down his spine.
The girl smirked and began to laugh slowly, before joining her uproarious grandfather in unison.
The auburn haired teen smiled softly, reminiscing on the few memories that he had of him and Mono.
Right, just gonna end that chapter there. Probably not the best place to stop in all honesty but, I had to get Wander and the other two properly introduced as well as set up his personality a little. Next up, a little action (hopefully) and setting up the scene of Skyrim for all to behold! I'm sorry if the story seems a little slow (I dislike it as well and REALLY want to get to the action) but, all things have to begin somewhere, right?
Until next time, everyone!