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Fallen Skies is een 'high fantasy Textbased-RPG' die zich afspeelt in een mytische wereld vol wonderlijke wezens, monsters en magie. Het land verdeeld onder zes koningkrijken is altijd bewegend en beïnvloedbaar. Het kan zomaar zijn dat jij de held wordt van het gehele land of misschien zelfs de grootste terreur die Fallen Skies ooit meegemaakt heeft. Alles is mogelijk in deze gevaarlijk mooie wereld. En niets is gek genoeg.
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Emery Liaran
Emery Liaran
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Real name : Jennifer
Aantal berichten : 10
IC posts : 8

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Age: 22 years
Occupation: Exploring
Residence : Nymmerwell {Forlindon}

The gifts of nature [OPEN] Empty The gifts of nature [OPEN]

zo apr 22, 2018 11:18 am
No love should be conquered by a hand, but by the heart

You know that moment, that you are planning to do something big but are slightly afraid for the outcome of it? Well, Emery had that moment, standing on an invisible borderline between Nymmerwell and Navarre. She noticed it because of the nature, the ground became more rocky and the trees left more space. Running away didn’t felt so exciting as this, stepping away from what was home. It wasn’t a real border, yet, her connection to earth as all elves had weakened here … as if she was planning on leaving a part of herself behind. She had done everything in such a wimp that the first few days were all about doubt, should she go back? Should she meet the person her parents were talking about? Should she still beat her brother in that single combat? So much questions she never knew the answer to, for that keeping her forward to unknown destinations.

Emery looked over her shoulder, eyes with the lightest amber because of the sun, searching between the trees for a reason to go back, or a reason to not step forward. But aside those trees there was nothing but the silence so she turned back around, stepping further, stepping over that border, away from home into Navarre.

The longer she stepped the more she felt herself smile, happy about the decision. Yet she was on edge, always looking over her shoulder, looking for a brother who would bring her back of the slightest sign of danger. Her hand rested on the handle of her sword, the only thing of value she took with her from home. Her long brown hair laid over her shoulders, covering her pointy ears as her eyes followed the path further to one of Navarre his biggest city. She really didn’t had a destination, only a need to see the world. She paused her walk for a big apple tree, it was a little early and yet there were already small apples hanging from the branches. Emery slowly looked around, like she didn’t wanted anybody to see her climb in that tree, which went with such ease and finesse, a grace only typical elves had. Elves were tree folks in a way, the height didn’t do anything to her, yet did the fragility of the branches.  Standing on a bigger one she reached up, grabbing an apple, smiling like an idiot, remembering that her brother always told her she wouldn’t last a day out of Nymmerwell, but here she was, proving him wrong, again.

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