The Right Path? (Keleth)

[punkem]

Don't you see their bodies burning? Desolate and full of yearning?

Dying of anticipation? Choking from intoxication?

The day is late, two hours to midnight late, with the floor in these woods covered by the shadows. No creatures of the night were anywhere, except the wolves who howl throughout the dawn. The only other thing that can be heard in these woods tonight were a bunch of foot steps, steps of a man. This man is no other then William Von Wilkstein or William Silverwood. Wilko still has no clue about his own identity yet from his trip to Camelot he found something nearly as great, a friend known as Guinevère.

Yet today William is traveling across the woods of Camelot in a search for his holy grail, Will's last name. He seem to be practicing the use of his sword as Wilko swung it around a few times before suddenly stopping himself. He crouched down and spotted footprint, which were still fresh and this caused WVW's grip on his blade to tighten. He knew someone is out there and by the scent of the footstep this person is nearby so Wilko decided to close his eyes for a couple of seconds. "I know you are out there...it is best not to test my patience," William's dark accent was clearly heard as the male opened his eyes.

The male couldn't see anyone, just trees with grass and bushes, yet he stayed focused. William's left hand got his shield off his back before holding it up, expecting a hostile reception. The twenty-seven year old first considered blowing his horn yet changed his mind when he considered the fact that a bear could come out of nowhere and attack. "I don't want to fight, so show yourself if you have the guts," after saying that WVW placed his shield on the floor before holding his sword with both hands.


TBCB: Keleth
Extra Note: Hope its good enough

[Jayden Philips]

Keleth and most druids lived in the forest and would some times find their footsteps with in the ground if they weren't careful. The night was young and Keleth was doing his nightly walk through the forest as he could not sleep. The forest had always kept him up, voices in his head, whispers, all of it was too much. As he walked he could feel the forest speak to him, showing him images of a man searching for something. Keleth could feel and sense the darkness in his heart and knew he could find a way to tap into that darkness with his own magic.

Keleth could begin to see he could have this man join his group to destroy the king. Little by little his group is growing in numbers. And it would be ncie to have someone who was skilled in combat other than magic. In the shadows Keleth walked through the forest, with out a sound did his body journey through the forest. Several minutes later he notice the man calling out to him, images passed through Keleth's head as the man had notice foot steps on the ground. Annoyed as one of the druids in his camp didn't clean their foot prints. As Keleth was just couple feet away he knew that should show that he had the upper hand. "Ava La Seeeve Ka!" Keleth whispered to himself as a rough breeze passed through the forest, increasing in speed. The trees moved back and forth as the wind was now blowing hard as if a tornado was being created.

Keleth moved quickly through the wind of the forest and took out his bow and arrow out and shot an arrow right inf ront of the man just inches away from his right foot. "Who dares wanderes through my forests?" Keleth spoke out toward the man, as his voice echos through the voice coming from all sides.

[punkem]

Coming from the lips of an angel.

Hearing those words it makes me weak.

William couldn’t hear anything as this person in the forest crept closer to him yet the male had a feeling that somebody is coming to him. Yet what he felt he couldn’t see as the feeling of paranoia creeps closer to him. Somehow someway Wilko felt an extremely faint voice coming out of the shadows and looked directly at the origin of the voice, still unknown about who is there. Yet before the twenty-seven year old could make a move the trees began to shrift forwards and backwards, like they were regaining their lost lives. William realised that whoever this thing, or person, is it has a great knowledge of magic.

When an arrow shot out of one of the shadows yet Silverwood already knew it was not going to hit him so he stood still as the arrow hit the floor in front of him. The sudden voice that seem to echo across this area of the woods caused Will to raised an eyebrow in curiosity before realising what he said. “Who dares claim ownership over such beauty?” was the reply Will gave out in his seem to be naturally dark accent. "If you want to know who I am then..." William suddenly stopped himself speaking and crouched down to the footprint. After a couple mere moments, checking the print, the male called out "you are some druid, aren't you?" Once he said that William stood up and smiled slightly "I am he without an identity...now come out before I class you as hostile."

TBCB: Keleth
Extra Note: Sorry for taking so long and I'm sorry in case it's not that good...I kind of accidentally gave myself too much to do.