Post by punkem on Aug 6, 2010 3:08:27 GMT -5
There is a thin line between what is good and what is evil.
And I will tiptoe down that line but I will feel unstable
It is quarter past nine in the evening in the woods of Camelot. Many things happen in the woods, especially at night, wild creatures could be anywhere while the rogues and murderers use the woods as a hiding spot. The moon isn't full but nearly directly above the entire forest as the loud sound that could be heard were the wolves howling in the distance. Yet tonight the animals, rogues and murderers aren't the only ones that breathes in this forest.
Walking in the deepest section of this forest is a man. This man has light brown hair and matching beard. He stood at six foot three. In plain sght this male is wearing a brown tunic, that is mostly covered by a green vest kind of shirt, with a dull green pants and brown boots. In his right hand is a sword is both big and board. Meanwhile in his left hand is holding a dull white horn that has a dull golden tip at the start and a golden pattern at the end. On the back of this twenty-seven year old man is a round shield that looked both well made and well battled.
This male's first name is William. Yet his last name is question that even puzzles him at times. Is he a 'Von Wilkstein' like he was raised to believe or is he a 'Silverwood' a family name the man who Will classed as a father told him about? This question has haunted the male in his sleep. Yet now William leaned against a tree and slowly went down to sitting against the tree. He placed his shield on the floor in front of him before placing his horn on top of the shield. Yet he kept his sword on his own lap with the main reason of keepng it in range of his right hand.
After a couple of seconds thinking of his thoughts of nothingness William looked up toward the moon. "What does my future hold?" the dark accent of his voice sound both sinister and lonely. "Maybe I should set myself some goals to start a new life," after saying that William pulled out a necklace, from his pocket, that has the word 'Silverwood' on it. "Best to put finding out my true family name on top of my 'to do' list," he said before putting the necklace back in his pocket before hearing his stomach grumble "but a meal will be a better option right now." After those words leave his lips William stood up, with his sword in his right hand, before using the sword to mark the tree with a letter 'W' "this will help me find my way back." As soon as those words were spoken William hoisted the shield onto his back and held the horn in his left hand. Wilko then looked toward his left and ran off toward his right, going deeper in the forest.
Tagged: Myself
Reason: Character Development
And I will tiptoe down that line but I will feel unstable
It is quarter past nine in the evening in the woods of Camelot. Many things happen in the woods, especially at night, wild creatures could be anywhere while the rogues and murderers use the woods as a hiding spot. The moon isn't full but nearly directly above the entire forest as the loud sound that could be heard were the wolves howling in the distance. Yet tonight the animals, rogues and murderers aren't the only ones that breathes in this forest.
Walking in the deepest section of this forest is a man. This man has light brown hair and matching beard. He stood at six foot three. In plain sght this male is wearing a brown tunic, that is mostly covered by a green vest kind of shirt, with a dull green pants and brown boots. In his right hand is a sword is both big and board. Meanwhile in his left hand is holding a dull white horn that has a dull golden tip at the start and a golden pattern at the end. On the back of this twenty-seven year old man is a round shield that looked both well made and well battled.
This male's first name is William. Yet his last name is question that even puzzles him at times. Is he a 'Von Wilkstein' like he was raised to believe or is he a 'Silverwood' a family name the man who Will classed as a father told him about? This question has haunted the male in his sleep. Yet now William leaned against a tree and slowly went down to sitting against the tree. He placed his shield on the floor in front of him before placing his horn on top of the shield. Yet he kept his sword on his own lap with the main reason of keepng it in range of his right hand.
After a couple of seconds thinking of his thoughts of nothingness William looked up toward the moon. "What does my future hold?" the dark accent of his voice sound both sinister and lonely. "Maybe I should set myself some goals to start a new life," after saying that William pulled out a necklace, from his pocket, that has the word 'Silverwood' on it. "Best to put finding out my true family name on top of my 'to do' list," he said before putting the necklace back in his pocket before hearing his stomach grumble "but a meal will be a better option right now." After those words leave his lips William stood up, with his sword in his right hand, before using the sword to mark the tree with a letter 'W' "this will help me find my way back." As soon as those words were spoken William hoisted the shield onto his back and held the horn in his left hand. Wilko then looked toward his left and ran off toward his right, going deeper in the forest.
Tagged: Myself
Reason: Character Development