06-05-2016, 05:44 PM
Epilogue
Caira started out on her next adventure, following her best sourced lead.
Meanwhile, she left Marty and the others with promise to return, hopefully, with either more knowledge than when she left, or perhaps, with enough luck, the star piece she quested for.
A modest grin broke out on the female vigilante’s face as she gave Marty a final goodbye hug. “Yes, I’ll see you around,” she said, hoped, and promised.
He grinned too, envying the prime’s youth, as well as her ability to stand on two firm feet. To be so young with such a level head on her shoulders was something every elder tasted bitterly, but he was also very sweetly glad for her, for she was on their side, and the information had not, he was certain, gone into the wrong hands.
“So, you say you’ll tell me more about Omni when you get back?” he prompted, looking eager to chase the breadcrumbs she might leave him.
“Of course I will. But you know there is no time to waste, especially not when so much has been lost already. In here, I have half of Camelot’s astronomy notes. Priceless. And I’ll take good care of them, and hold the book with just as much value as you do.” She said earnestly, while then deciding, “Omni was a peculiar... person... deity. He plays a bit of a trickster, when I was there, I was quite.. Nervous, but he offered me more than I could imagine at the time, and I would have to say... When I was there, I got what I was looking for.”
“Well, I should hope so, you went to the Oververse for goodness sake! Anyway, the arrangements have been set, we’ll take care of our treasure until you return with yours. I’m eager to see...” Marty continued to say, ‘how they interact’ but Caira’s violet eyes warned him not to get too hopeful. Even her mission here was treacherous, that only guaranteed the next one would be even harder, despite the hints in the book, it was all about application.
“See you, then.” she beamed, and he back.
“Until next time...”
But Caira felt a stirring sense of worry for the old man...
For, would there be?
...
It was dark, Caira had finally made it down from off of the floating island. Yes, on a hellish pegasus. She really needed to fix that, but no matter, now she was firmly on the ground, and had pulled out her classic hoverboard to use on the rest of the roadways as she made her way to the Nexus gate. Her mind, fell on other things, such as the mysteries that she had yet to solve, and the knowledge she had gained.
Suddenly, with her mind occupied, she wondered if she was having ‘fun’ and pondered the eyeless expression on Omni’s face, the sound of his voice on her ears. “Hm,” she thought to herself, and looked up at the stars overhead with a new light. On her board, she sped past the dimly lit villages, meadows buzzing with crickets and fireflies, as well as thickets of wood which cast dark and eerie shadows in the night.
Camelot was a magical place, even when it seemed so simple. She was glad she had returned after her last too long and too arduous adventure. Now, her ardent eyes looked forward, she was serving the kingdom in an unsuspected way, and made her way out of the verse stealthily by night.
Racing for her, however, was a form, traveling along the same pathway she was, though unheeded by the steep, uphill roll in the road. The beast was sprinting at her, and moving at a tremendous pace, one to be feared.
Caira’s heart started moving faster than she could breathe. Immediately she felt for the sword on her belt, and stopped her hoverboard with a quick dance of her toes on the pad pedals. The night allowed for no light, so Caira stepped onto the ground, drawing her sword at the ready, and preparing for all that might strike. How had someone found out so quickly about her mission? she thought as the blade wavered in the air.
Another moment passed, and time drummed at the pace of her enlivened, fearful heart. The shape had begun to take form, it was dark, and looked like a henchmen of hell. It stood well over six feet, while ran on four legs, beastly chasing its will at top speed. An angle sliced the air around her as her biceps curled, prepared for the strike, however, it was only until the beast was upon her, and her fear paramount, that she finally noticed it was familiar.
In the dunes, Caira had tamed a Shadow Lion, one of the most dangerous magical predators of that verse. It now, more or less, did her bidding, though it could only come out after the sun had set. Caira suspected that this was because it would die without this ability. In the hours it was without its shadowy form, it took the shape of a pendant and the Prime had shrugged as she first put the cursed jewelry around her neck, suspecting no real threat, and fearing very little.
His eyes glowed with a blue rage, while his mane cooled from its flow the wind, finally settling back down on his shoulders. It greeted his Prime with a noble bow, which Caira returned without hesitation, and sheathed her blade, though, notably, with hesitation. The beast for the most part, didn’t understand or speak english tongue, however, Caira, beast tamer and Camelot knight alike, didn’t need to communicate with words to greet him with a friendly pet on his side. Her smile spoke, “Good to see you, friend.”
And she led the way forward aside the giant beast, placing the hoverboard back on its sling over her shoulder. Camelot, under the stars. There was no better place to walk, with an old friend.
Caira started out on her next adventure, following her best sourced lead.
Meanwhile, she left Marty and the others with promise to return, hopefully, with either more knowledge than when she left, or perhaps, with enough luck, the star piece she quested for.
A modest grin broke out on the female vigilante’s face as she gave Marty a final goodbye hug. “Yes, I’ll see you around,” she said, hoped, and promised.
He grinned too, envying the prime’s youth, as well as her ability to stand on two firm feet. To be so young with such a level head on her shoulders was something every elder tasted bitterly, but he was also very sweetly glad for her, for she was on their side, and the information had not, he was certain, gone into the wrong hands.
“So, you say you’ll tell me more about Omni when you get back?” he prompted, looking eager to chase the breadcrumbs she might leave him.
“Of course I will. But you know there is no time to waste, especially not when so much has been lost already. In here, I have half of Camelot’s astronomy notes. Priceless. And I’ll take good care of them, and hold the book with just as much value as you do.” She said earnestly, while then deciding, “Omni was a peculiar... person... deity. He plays a bit of a trickster, when I was there, I was quite.. Nervous, but he offered me more than I could imagine at the time, and I would have to say... When I was there, I got what I was looking for.”
“Well, I should hope so, you went to the Oververse for goodness sake! Anyway, the arrangements have been set, we’ll take care of our treasure until you return with yours. I’m eager to see...” Marty continued to say, ‘how they interact’ but Caira’s violet eyes warned him not to get too hopeful. Even her mission here was treacherous, that only guaranteed the next one would be even harder, despite the hints in the book, it was all about application.
“See you, then.” she beamed, and he back.
“Until next time...”
But Caira felt a stirring sense of worry for the old man...
For, would there be?
...
It was dark, Caira had finally made it down from off of the floating island. Yes, on a hellish pegasus. She really needed to fix that, but no matter, now she was firmly on the ground, and had pulled out her classic hoverboard to use on the rest of the roadways as she made her way to the Nexus gate. Her mind, fell on other things, such as the mysteries that she had yet to solve, and the knowledge she had gained.
Suddenly, with her mind occupied, she wondered if she was having ‘fun’ and pondered the eyeless expression on Omni’s face, the sound of his voice on her ears. “Hm,” she thought to herself, and looked up at the stars overhead with a new light. On her board, she sped past the dimly lit villages, meadows buzzing with crickets and fireflies, as well as thickets of wood which cast dark and eerie shadows in the night.
Camelot was a magical place, even when it seemed so simple. She was glad she had returned after her last too long and too arduous adventure. Now, her ardent eyes looked forward, she was serving the kingdom in an unsuspected way, and made her way out of the verse stealthily by night.
Racing for her, however, was a form, traveling along the same pathway she was, though unheeded by the steep, uphill roll in the road. The beast was sprinting at her, and moving at a tremendous pace, one to be feared.
Caira’s heart started moving faster than she could breathe. Immediately she felt for the sword on her belt, and stopped her hoverboard with a quick dance of her toes on the pad pedals. The night allowed for no light, so Caira stepped onto the ground, drawing her sword at the ready, and preparing for all that might strike. How had someone found out so quickly about her mission? she thought as the blade wavered in the air.
Another moment passed, and time drummed at the pace of her enlivened, fearful heart. The shape had begun to take form, it was dark, and looked like a henchmen of hell. It stood well over six feet, while ran on four legs, beastly chasing its will at top speed. An angle sliced the air around her as her biceps curled, prepared for the strike, however, it was only until the beast was upon her, and her fear paramount, that she finally noticed it was familiar.
In the dunes, Caira had tamed a Shadow Lion, one of the most dangerous magical predators of that verse. It now, more or less, did her bidding, though it could only come out after the sun had set. Caira suspected that this was because it would die without this ability. In the hours it was without its shadowy form, it took the shape of a pendant and the Prime had shrugged as she first put the cursed jewelry around her neck, suspecting no real threat, and fearing very little.
His eyes glowed with a blue rage, while his mane cooled from its flow the wind, finally settling back down on his shoulders. It greeted his Prime with a noble bow, which Caira returned without hesitation, and sheathed her blade, though, notably, with hesitation. The beast for the most part, didn’t understand or speak english tongue, however, Caira, beast tamer and Camelot knight alike, didn’t need to communicate with words to greet him with a friendly pet on his side. Her smile spoke, “Good to see you, friend.”
And she led the way forward aside the giant beast, placing the hoverboard back on its sling over her shoulder. Camelot, under the stars. There was no better place to walk, with an old friend.
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